Mind-Control Panties

account Twelve : Virgin cherry pleasure

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

Note : Thanks to Alex for beta reading this !

The music impulse through the house stirred the figure 's ancient soul. Though the music was modern, made with electronics and possessing estrange sounds, the beat it created was key. Something passed down and down and down through the generations of men from dim ancientness. The figure wanted to trip the light fantastic. To revel in the music and to mollycoddle in the internal secretion permeating the room.

The public figure was crashing a college sign party.

College students flocked around, drinking beer and smoking marijuana. The sour-sweet smack of the drug mixed with the sugary smell of wine coolers. They laughed. Cheered. It passed a duet of girls making out in the living room, stripped down to their bras. This was the perfect home to leave its raw creation.

It held in its hand a delicacy and pristine twain of scanty. Something cut for a schoolgirl to assume, full of all that virginal hope. A stripe of blanched lace encircled it and it had two words written in the brightest, reddest color : cherry red Tart.

The figure fought the spate to watch the two missy kissing. They were doing it willingly, mostly. One was stoned and the other almost drunkard, but it was n't from its illusion. It was n't the Sami as twisting and turning and molding girls into new existence. To show them different pleasure. The girlfriend upstairs, its target, had experienced so many of them already.

With effort, it dragged itself away and slipped up the stairs, ignored by the college youths moving up and down. They did n't give the form another coup d'oeil. It was nonde***********. Alien but quotidian. They twisted their soundbox to let it pass, not breaking their conversations or looking up from their sound. On the endorsement floor, the sounds of sex and shouting grew louder and louder. Boys were cheering. There was a girl in there, a loose woman writhing in passion.

Delilah White had a cock in all three of her mess. The nineteen-year-old girl was a veteran of being gang-banged. She reveled in hedonistic lust. Her large breasts bounced before her as she rode up and down on Sir David Bruce 's duncish cock. The mixed-race youth gripped her articulatio coxae as she worked up and down his dick. Ryan fucked her from behind, a tall, twenty-year-old boy with a goatee. Nate was the one feeding siren his putz. He was brusk, his black hair buzzed scant like a soldier 's and possessed the pack build of a wrestler.

"That 's it, suck that dick,"he ground as the figure dropped the exceptional duo of panty on Delilah 's toss away clothing. In the process, it snatched up her dainty thong, a strip of black textile that did n't attend like it could hide anything.

The digit wanted to stick. To watch her adultery. The physique had plans, a new idea to quiz with this pair of pantie. Something beyond just changing her personality.

It wanted to see if it could shape her body.

It took one last look at her bleached-blonde hair dancing about her facial expression as she sucked and moaned and shuddered through her next orgasm.

Then the figure was gone.

Sometime later, when all the guys have finished using her and siren was sobering up, she stumbled towards her habiliment. So much jizz spilled down out of her holes. The spunk dribbled from her ass. It ran down her thighs. It coated her.

Dad 's going to be so pissed when I get home base, she thought with some glee, aching to throw her activities in his aspect. Ever since her mother died, her father sought to control her. She hated it.

She bent down and snagged up the panties.

"The piece of ass ?"she muttered, her bleached-blonde hair spilling across her face as she bent over boost."Who the fuck steal my panties and replaced them with this kiddy defecate ?"She glanced at the snoring bozo who 'd fucked her.

She snorted and stepped into them.

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Delilah Elwyn Brooks White

A unusual thrill ran through me as I stepped into these kiddy panties. I could n't believe somebody had stolen my flip-flop and replaced them with these. They had fucking lacing around them. And that childish tripe on the back.

cerise Tart.

Real subversive. These were something a Virgo the Virgin who wanted to sham that she was a bad girl would buy at Hot theme. I rolled my eyes as I drew them up my branch. I savored the strange tingling running through me. I smirked as I felt the cum leaking out of me. At to the lowest degree I would stain these. Whatever dumb girl left hers behind, I would shoot joy in ruining them.

I smiled as I drew the panties higher and higher. I shuddered as it slid up my second joint, smearing the cum as it went. The seed was soaking the fabric now. Sir Thomas More tingles rippled through me. And then I pulled them up over my rump. I snapped the waistband down on my skin and ...

I shuddered, squeaking. I was naked. There were male child snoring around me. I gasped, my hands covering my breasts. They were growing humble. Why were they so big ? I had humble breasts. little boobies. My nerve burned. I shook my head, noticing, for a moment, that my locks looked blond and not my usual Brown. I groaned. As I darted my hands down to grab my wearing apparel, I wondered why I was naked.

Oh, God, did I have sex ?

My virgin twat clenched. I could n't hold had sex. I was a sodding girl. A good young woman. Oh, my daddy was going to be so mad. I had to get out of here. I grabbed my bra, sliding it on. For a moment, it seemed too big. And pitch-black. I did n't own black bras.

Then it was white and minuscule and fit my A-cup knocker perfectly.

I fastened it and then grabbed my bird. A tingle rippled from my panties. I frowned at my underside. Why was my skirt so shortly and ...

I breathed in as relievo filled me. What was wrongfulness with me ? This skirt clearly fell past my stifle. It was fine. I stepped into the tartan skirt, region of my college 's schooltime uniform. Of course, I was the only young lady that wore hers. The balance were bad. I zipped it up and then grabbed my ...

What was this crop top ? I did n't wear anything like that. No, no, I had worn a chip, white blouse. Something a schoolgirl would wear and ...

I pulled on my blank blouse, quickly buttoning it up. I did n't take in fourth dimension to tuck it in because I needed to get out of here. One of the boys was already rousing. It was Bruce, the star quarterback.

"Delilah ?"He groaned."Damn, a schoolgirl. That 's frizzy. Want to add up here and ride on my cock. Put your hair up in pigtails."

I squeaked in fearfulness. I bolted out of there."I 'm not a slovenly woman !"

I heard him burst into laughter.

I darted down the step, confused why I was even here. Of course, I heard that there was a party at Ryan 's mansion, but I would never go to something like this. Oh, my daddy must be so occupy about me. I wanted to call him, but I did n't know where my handbag was. Did I leave it back in that room ? Oh, God, I could n't go back in there.

They were naked in there.

I hit the 1st floor and darted over the passed out guy. He was snoring, his shirt off. Someone had drawn a penis on his face. It was disgusting. Filthy. I leaped over him and raised for the straw man room access. I heard someone call my name and say something rude. Something absolutely crude oil. I could n't believe it. I was a dear little girl. Why would he even think I 'd do something like that ?

I would never suck a cock.

I burst out of the house and onto the street. I just had to get away. I could n't be anywhere near any of these people. I gasped as I raced down the street, running as fast as I could. My schoolgirl annulus swished about my legs. My branch pumped. My brownish whisker flowed behind me, good and gratis. I was n't a bad girl. I did n't even understand how I got here. I kept running and running and running. My side ached. I tasted a coppery tang at the rachis of my oral cavity. My legs burned.

I stumbled to a gasping stay. I planted my hand on my articulatio genus, sucking in stiff. I blinked, looking around. Where was I ?

I shuddered, this outpouring of fear shooting through me. I had no idea where I was. It was dark. I was the sole one out on the street. I bit my lip, my point darting to and fro. I was so panicky. I did n't even give birth my purse let alone my cellular telephone phone. But I could n't go back to that terrible place.

I could n't trust I was even there. And naked. What happened to me ?

I struggled to parse my memory. There were these repellent flashes, things that I would never do. Terrible things. They made me redden just thinking about them. I shuddered, shaking my head. That was n't me. I was Delilah White. I was nineteen. A Virgo the Virgin. I made a promise.

I glanced down at my correct hand and sighed in relief as I saw the promise annulus on my finger. I twisted it, the Au band that my daddy had given me. I drew in a mysterious intimation. I was beginning to relax.

I might be lost, but I was still a Virgo. I had n't let my dada down.

I was wondering what I should do next when I heard a rumbling auditory sensation. I glanced on the street to see the headlamp approach. Large headlamp. Something big was approaching. I raised my hand against the glare, squinting to see. I heard a mighty railway locomotive growling and chugging.

I trembled, curious at who was stopping to serve me.

Just as the fomite slowed down to contain by me, I realized it was the rig to one of those semitrailer motortruck. I did n't have a dawdler attached, so the driver must be going household or something. I squeaked when the passenger door suddenly creaked unfastened. A man with a thick moustache peered out at me, leaning over the bench seat.

"You okay ?"he asked."Kinda late for a girl as unseasoned as you to be out."

"I 'm lost,"I said."I was at this fearsome party for some reason and then this guy said something to me and I just had to run out of there. I kept running and running and ... I do n't experience where I am."

"wellspring, little girl, I can pay you a rally home."

I flashed a grin."Why thank you, sir."

He chuckled."You call me Hank. I do n't reckon I 've ever been called sir before."

"fountainhead, thanks to Hank,"I said, struggling to go up up into the cab. It was so tall."I 'm Delilah."

I managed to get into the seat and closed the ponderous door. This giddy shiver raced through me. I sat so much higher up than other auto I 've been in. I looked out of the window, smiling as he pulled away from the curb. If we were driving through normal traffic, I 'd palpate so important rightfulness now looking down at the other carts.

"So, what did this guy say that so horrified you ?"he asked.

"He wanted me to suck his ..."My cheeks burned."well, you know. His boy thingy."

"turncock ?"

"Hank !"I gasped."You should n't say a Holy Scripture like that around a girl my age."

He chuckled."Sorry. I forgot. I 'm used to running around with the coarser crowd. So, where do you live ?"

I told him my name and address as he drove the truck. The engine growled. He shifted the paraphernalia with one hand, the former resting on the steering wheel. He kept glancing at me, I smiled back at him.

"So, the idea of sucking a ... boy thingy offended you ?"

"Of course of study it would,"I said."I would never do something like that."

"Why not ?"

I blinked at him."Why, because I 'm not one of those fille. A slut."

"well, more than just slattern suck cock,"he said."I mean, a boy thing. Sorry."

My face burn.

"In fact, how can even know your against if you never even tried it ?"he glanced at me."Seems to me it 's something you should just try out at least once."

"If I did that, every boy in my college would be blabbing about it. side by side thing I know, they be claiming that they did other things to me."

He chuckled."Well, there 's a answer to that problem. Just got to choose someone that does n't go to your college."He glanced at me."Why, I 'll offer my own stopcock for you to suck."

I swallowed.

"I mean, you really need to know. A girl your age, why, she has to roll in the hay if she 's a cock-sucker or not. It 's important. You wo n't recognise until you try.."

I swallowed as the truck slowed down. I heard the air brakes release the imperativeness as we stopped. He shifted the gear wheel into the park, the engine idling away.

"I promise that no will eff that you suck my cock."

A strange tingle raced around my pantie. I swallowed, staring at his genitalia. I gasped as he unsnapped his blue jean. He was doing this right before me. I covered my eyes as I heard his jean rustling. I knew he was pulling it out. His cock. This wicked thrill went through me. I could n't believe this was happening.

My fingers covering my optic parted ever so slightly. I peeked out and saw it.

I gasped.

"It 's so big,"I said.

He chuckled."You took a peep. Curious ? You 'll get a better spirit if you scoot closer."

I swallowed, shocked that this was happening. It stirred the unusual heat inside of me. I never felt anything like this before. What is that about this that made me want to reach down and touch him. I did n't do that. I swallowed, though, and leaned closer, studying his shaft. It thrust knockout and pink out of his jean. The tip twitched and throbbed. I could see Robert Curl of dark-brown hair around the stem. A foreign liquid beaded at the tip.

"Oh, my, that 's big,"I said."Do girlfriend really ... ?"

"trust me, your twat can load to take it,"he said."But we 're talking about blowjobs here. Just scoot lower, open your backtalk wide, and just suck that big dick in your sass. get out what you are."

I swallowed. He was right. What if I did wish them ? I should at least know.

shaking, I reached out and grabbed it. I gasped at how warm up it was. It twitched and throbbed in my helping hand. It felt so alive. I shuddered, my tongue flicking over my lips. I lowered my chief further. I closed my center, opened my back talk, and descended the endure few column inch.

I shuddered when I felt him pressing into my backtalk. I pulled my teeth back, instinctively knowing I should n't brush his shape with them. I slid my backtalk over his cock, engulfing the crown. My glossa swirled around, tasting that salty liquidness. He groaned this throaty auditory sensation of pleasure.

I sucked.

His dick twitched again. He groaned as I sucked and nursed on him. It was like a big lolly. A salty flavored one. I shuddered, that wet heating system between my thighs growing and growing. It made me want to hand down and scratch it. I trembled, my hired hand tightening on his rooster as I sucked again and again. My tongue danced, caressing it. I lapped up Thomas More of that liquid leaking out.

It was n't pee. What was it ? It tasted good.

I started moving my head, bobbing up and down. My lips slid along his diaphysis as I squirmed. I was growing so hot and wet between my thigh. Why ? My cheeks hollowed as I sucked on him. He groaned, my rim moving up and down faster.

"Shit, I thought you were virgin. You know how to wet-nurse a cock. Damn."

What did that mean ? I was a virgin. I had never sucked a pecker before. What, did it stand for that I was a natural ?

I kept sucking on his cock and bobbing my straits. I slid my lips up and down his tool. I shuddered, this heating growing and growing between my second joint. It felt so wicked. So naughty. I should n't be doing this. pa would be tempestuous at me, but the trucker was proper. I had to know.

Was I ... enjoying this ? Was that why I was getting so hot ? So wet ?

The trucker was groaning and grunting as I worked my back talk up and down his dick. I slid as far down his ray as I could, his stopcock pressing into the back of my throat before I slid back up. I sucked the entire way, my cheeks hollowing. I just knew that he loved it. He enjoyed my mouth. His hand tightened in my browned hair. He gripped me. I quivered, this tingle racing through my panties.

Was I a bad girl for doing this ?

My tongue danced around the top of his cock. The behind creaked and groaned beneath us. His hand tightened. He pressed my head down hard. I gasped as his turncock brushed the back of my throat and then dislocate down it.

He was sliding into my gullet !

He let out a throaty laugh as he pressed my lips all the way down into his pubic hairsbreadth. I could smell this manly musk. His tool was stretching out my throat. I moaned, humming around him, instinctively knowing he 'd like that.

"God fucking damn, you are a slut,"he groaned."I ca n't believe you can consume a cock with such ease. Fuck."

I was n't a slut. I was a virgin.

He drew my head up by pulling my hair's-breadth. It hurt and yet that only made me sense wetter between my thighs. He groaned as I sucked so severely. My spit danced around his shaft. I caressed him with role. It felt like I knew what I was doing. Like I really was a natural-born tool soft touch. That was impossible. I could n't be that. I squirmed, rubbing my thigh together. My skirt rustled.

"acquiring hot in your footling bitch ?"he asked. Then he chuckled."Of course you are, little slut. You 're in that sexy schoolgirl outfit. Yeah, you wanted me to come along so you could fellate my dick."

But I did n't want this.

I ached to secern him that, but I was too busybodied sucking his cock. His cock throbbed and twitched in my sassing. That salty juice that leaked out of the tip of his stopcock soaked my tongue. He tasted so good. I sucked hard on him, wanting more. I shuddered, my second joint still squirming, struggling to ingurgitate that hot itch.

"I see just how hot you are, trollop,"he said and then shoved his hand between my thighs.

I gasped as he slid up them. He should n't be doing that. His paw neared my pussy. I tried to clamp down on him with my legs, but he was so secure. He kept going.

I gasped as his rough fingers reach my kickshaw panty. He rubbed them, pressing them into my folds. I shuddered, a risque heat blossoming in my cunt. It was so vivid. Blissful wavelet flooded through me.

I could n't trust it. His touch felt amazing. I knew he should n't be touching me there, that I should make him stop over, but his virgule just made me quiver. I sucked on his cock with even more than passion. I nursed on his tool with such hunger.

He groaned, his fingers rubbing up and down my slit. He touched my Virgin flesh through my demure panties. All these naughty pleasures surged through me. My toes curled in my shoes, a whimper rising in my throat.

"darn, you 're hot and wet,"he groaned."I know what you need. Yes, I do."

What did I ask ?

I gasped as he suddenly ripped my mouth off his cock. Then I was moving, seized by his strong hands. Before I knew it, he was lifting me onto his lap. The steering wheel pressed into my tum, my chest leaning over it. The horn honked as my bosom pressed into it. I gasped as I felt his finger hooking aside my scanty. I realized I was straddling him. I felt his shaft nudging into my inside thigh and—

"Oh, no, no, I 'm a virgin !"I gasped as his putz slid up my inner second joint towards my pussy.

He snorted as he grabbed my hips and pulled me down.

I whimpered as his cock touched my pussy. The helping hand holding my panties aside moved away, sliding around me to snap up my early hip. He held my waist tight and, with a groan, he slammed me down his cock.

I gasped as my cherry popped.

I felt my hymen tear for the first time. Then his dick was inside of me. Filling me. His girth stretched clear my twat. I shuddered while a undulation of heat washed through my Virgo body. A delicious wave.

"fucking hoot, you 're soused,"he groaned."Now move those hips. Ride my dick."

I gripped the steering wheel while this acute heating system that burned from my kitty seized my ramification. They flexed all on their own. I gasped and rose up his cock. I shuddered feeling my twat sliding up his hawkshaw. But not to elude him like I should.

Oh, no, I rose up until just the tip was in me, and then I lowered myself back down him.

I gasped as I took him again into my pure depth. This marvelous warmth rippled through me. He massaged my inner astuteness. I lowered my straits over the steering wheel, shocked that I was enjoying the trucker 's massive cock so much.

I should n't be doing this. I was a unspoiled girl. A virgin. Daddy would be so angry with me.

I shuddered, my pussy clenching around him. I slid back up his shaft again, my twat clinging to the thick cinch. I groaned, my hips dancing from side to side. I stirred my twat around his pecker, the pleasure rushing through me. Then I slammed down him. I groaned, my eyes fluttering. More of that marvelous oestrus rippled through me.

"Yeah, you like Hank 's big dick in your bitch, do n't you ?"he grunted, his hands lightly holding my hips.

"I do !"I gasped."Oh, my gosh, I do."

"Goddamn, you 're such a whore,"he groaned."I love the schoolgirl skirt. The White scanty. And the blouse ... Fucking hell, you 're a sexy thing."

"I 'm not a working girl !"I gasped.

He chuckled."Whatever you want to call yourself, you 're it."

A strange ace built and built inside of me. Every time I slid down his hammer, this pressure swelled. It grew as I rose up his cock, too. My kitty-cat clung to him, increasing the friction of our material body sliding past each other. It felt so amazing.

"Work that schoolgirl cunt up and down my hawkshaw,"panted Hank."Damn, your tight and hot. I 'm going to fire so much cum inside of you."

I gasped, my kitty-cat squeezing down on him. That made our naughty bodily process feel even better."No no, you ca n't. My daddy will obliterate me. He must be so care that I 'm out so late."

"I do n't care what your daddy thinks, I 'm busting my burden inside of you,"he grunted."You want it. Your closely, hot cunt aches for it. Do n't it ?"

He was decently. I wanted him, but I should n't. Why did he feel so good interior of me ? I rode him faster. I gripped the steering roulette wheel, my nipples aching inside of my bra. I worked my twat up and down his dick. I came closer and closer to that beat pleasure. Something was going to find interior of me.

Was I about to hold my first orgasm ? Was I going to cum on the truck driver 's dick ? What sorting of Virgo the Virgin did that ?

I slammed down him, shuddering. His pecker filled me up so much. My pelvis danced from side to position. My dead body moved. It felt so natural to be riding his dick. Why ? I groaned, my finger's breadth gripping the steering bike. I arched my back, my brown hair swaying. I could n't take much more of this.

"Fuck me,"he groaned as I slammed down his cock. As I rose up his scape, his prick twitched. I felt something hot spurting inside of me."Yes, take it. Take my fucking load."

I gasped, realizing he was spurting his seed in me. It was his seminal fluid. His cum. I slammed down his hammer and gasped, feeling every spirt splashing into the astuteness of my pussy. It sent this Wave of pleasure through me.

A tsunami of rapture that had my stallion body spasming. Bucking.

My pussy convulsed as the wave reached my judgment. rapture spilled through my thoughts. And more Wave followed. They rushed through my torso. I groaned and gasped, my head shaking. Stars danced before my eyes as my pussy seemed to thaw about his prick. My zany massaged and writhed and drained his cock dry. He grunted, his manus squeezing my hip joint as he flooded me.

"God fucking damn, you are an amazing jade,"he groaned."I ca n't believe it. Damn, you drained my balls."

I whimpered, panting. My bosom rose and fell as the joy peaked inside of me. It was amazing. I could n't trust I just did that. I was n't a Virgo any yearner. I whimpered in delight, feeling his cum inside of me. His dick softened. What happened ? Why did I do that ?

Why did it feel so good ?

That question rippled through my creative thinker as Hank drove me habitation. I adjusted my article of clothing and pulled up my scanty. They tingled around me, the electricity reaching into my pussy. It was almost like the underwear had cleaned me up and made me whole. Pure. It was such a slack up sensation. It soothed away my confusion. I sort of felt like I was waking up from a dream. Like I had only imagined I had sex with the hand truck driver. I mean, I was a Virgin.

I was a good missy, right ?

I could n't check before him, but I knew I still had my hymen.

"Here you are,"he said, giving me a nod and a smile."You take maintenance. Really glad I ran into you tonight."

"Thank you for the ride,"I said, giving him a polite nod. It had to have just been some baseless resource. I must have dozed off while he was driving me home. There was no way I would have sucked his cock and then given him my virginity.

No way at all.

Just like I would n't receive done those early things. Those half-remembered sexual perversion. I had been trapped in a slutty nightmare that I woke up from back at the party.

The threshold squeaked as I opened it. I climbed out of the cab, my tartan doll flaring about my legs. I pushed them down before he saw my step-in. My face burned. Oh gosh, how embarrassing would it hold been if he 'd glimpsed those ?

He pulled away from the curb bit, leaving me standing out on the coloured street. I swallowed, glancing at the theater.

Was pappa still wake up ?

He must be so worried about me. Just to make sure enough it had been a dream, I slid my hired man up my skirt. I felt so wicked for doing this rightfulness here on the street. It was in the heart of the night. No one was around. My fingers slid up beneath the panties through the leg hole. I stroked through my Dubyuh to find my vulva. I bit my lower lip. I found the folds of my twat. I should n't be doing this, but ...

I felt my hymen.

I let out a sigh of relievo and pulled my fingers away. It must have just been a aspiration. It was just a unearthly coincidence that I had the salty taste lingering my mouth, or that I had this buzzing pleasure rippling through me. I was a virgin. I had proof. Taking a abstruse intimation, I marched ahead to the theater. I climbed up the steps, found the look doorway unlocked, and entered.

The lighter flicked on from the living room.

I squeaked in fright finding pappa sitting on his recliner. He faced me, his center boring in on me."You were out late,"he said, standing up. He was a improbable and gentle man. His brown optic flicked up and down my soma. It looked like he was afraid of something."Out partying again ?"

"Again ?"I gasped."I do n't bang what happened, Daddy. I just woke up at this party. It 's not like me. I 'm so sorry for worrying you."

shock absorber rippled across his face as I threw myself at him. I hugged him blotto and campaign my head into his chest.

"Delilah ?"he asked."Did you dye your hairsbreadth back brown again ?"

"Dye my whisker ? You okay, dada ? Why would I dye my hair ?"

The tingle rippled from my scanty. I swallowed, feeling how firm he was. How solid. He stared down at me with a strange look in his optic. He grabbed my shoulders and pushed me back. He stared down my blouse. His brow furrowed even more. I glanced down, confused at what he was seeing.

"What happened to your bosom ?"he asked. His deal seized them through my blouse. I gasped in shock as my daddy groped my pocket-sized dummy through my blouse and bra. He squeezed them."You lost several cup size. You could n't sustain been padding your bra all these age. Not the way you dress."

"papa ?"I asked."You should n't be touching me like that."

He snorted."As if every boy at your college touched you like this ? Probably a few of your professors, too."

I gasped in indignation."I 'm a Virgo the Virgin daddy. Honest."

"A Virgin ?"he growled. He grabbed the front of my blouse."Why are you wearing something like this ? Usually, you wear something cut so low I 'm surprised your tits do n't pop out. I do n't do it what to do with you, Delilah."

"Daddy ?"I said and then gasped as he ripped my blouse open. Buttons popped off, bouncing off his chest. He exposed my white bra cupping my minor bosom. He shook his head, shocked."I did n't imagine them, right ? Your bosom ?"

"Maybe you 're just tired, dad,"I told him."I 'm not what you think. I 'm lamentable I went out to a political party, but I did n't do anything. I can prove it."

"You can testify that you 're a virgin ?"he asked."I only caught you with two boys end year in your sleeping room. All naked and writhing."

"We were studying !"I gasped, remembering the last meter I had two boy in my bedroom. Daddy had been so infuriated. I did n't even consider about it until he pointed out that I had the door closed and anything could birth happened. But nothing had. I certainly had n't had a threesome with them. I had n't taken one of their cocks in my butt-hole and the other in my pussy.

I was a good girl.

"Prove it. Prove that you 're a Virgo the Virgin. I do n't have intercourse what unearthly game you 're playing, enchantress, but let 's see."

"It 's embarrassing,"I said, my impertinence burning at the stake."But, I mean, you 're my daddy. So I guess you can see."

I drew up my skirt. Slowly. papa 's jaw dropped."Jesus of Nazareth, are you going to winkle your twat at me ?"

"Just so you can see that I have a maidenhead,"I said, my cheeks on flaming. I pulled up my skirt high enough to expose my panties."Just tug down my underclothes, and you will see. Honest, Daddy. I wo n't let down you. I 'm your good girl."

He laughed louder, almost hysterical. I did n't understand what was happening. What had gone on tonight ? nobody believed that I was a virgin. I messed up by going to this party and then blacking out. But I had my virginal membrane. I just proved it. I did n't ingest sex at the party with those three son, and I did n't have sex with a truck driver, either. I did n't take up his turncock until he exploded in my mouth, and I certainly did n't drink all his yummy cum.

dad fell to his human knee, this bestial look on his nerve. I had never seen anything like it before. He was such a docile and lie with man. I gasped as he hooked the waistband my panties and ripped them down my thighs. He stared at my John Brown bush, his optic narrowing.

"I half expected you to be dripping with cum,"he muttered.

I 'd only dreamed the trucker fired cum into me. right hand ? I would be dripping if he had.

I gasped as papa thrust his finger against my vulva. He parted my snatch lips and peered upward. I shuddered as he brushed my hymen. He groaned, staring at my maidenhead.

"Holy hoot, you are a virgin,"he said."But ... but the way you 've acted the last two years. You practically threw it in my face."

"daddy, are you for sure you did n't sustain a incubus ? That does n't sound like me at all. I 'm your estimable little girl. I would never do anything grime or filthy at all. I would n't suck cocks or ride dicks or let boys spirt their cum all over my body. I would never do anything like that. You can see that, right ?"

He breathed in."Yeah, I can."He inhaled again, a late one."You smell fresh. Spicy. You 've never been used before."

I gasped as pa buried his face into my pussy. The jar of pleasance raced through me as his tongue lapped at my kitty flock. He caressed my hymen, his clapper flicking up to my clit. His handwriting suddenly went around my waist, grabbing my rear. I trembled, clutching my skirt, staring down at him in shock.

"pa ?"I gasped as his tongue fluttered up and down my folds.

"You 're arrant,"he groaned."You 're pure like I always wanted you to be."

I whimpered as his tongue fluttered against me. My scanty, bunched around my knees, tingled. I groaned, closing my eyes as that naughty pleasure built inside of me. The Saami bliss that haunted my ambition. The wicked warmth that made me do such naughty things. Flashes of activities I never could get performed darted through my judgement. They only fueled the flaming that Daddy 's tongue stroked in my pussy.

I liked it.

Daddy 's glossa lapped and licked at my pussy. I could n't conceive how great it felt. It was just incredible. He brushed my Hymen, stroked my labia, and caressed my little clit. Sparks burst with each separatrix. I had never felt anything like this in my life.

No. I never had a boy, or a little girl, go down on me. Those were just colly dreams.

I shuddered, his rough whiskers rasping against my sore figure. His natural language was so thirsty. He lapped up my cream, building and building that heat in me. This must be what an orgasm was. He was going to take a crap me have one. I was going to cum. I could n't believe this. This was my daddy doing it, so did that make it okay ?

I had to obey him. I had to be a expert girl.

I shrugged out of my blouse, letting it fall to the floor. I stared down at him, my wench bunched around my waist, almost blocking his eyes. He stared up at me with such hunger. I bit my lip, and then I reached behind me. I unhooked my bra, my shoulder shrugging the shoulder strap off. It fell away, exposing my business firm, pocket-sized breasts to him. He had to see that I always had small tits. I was n't some big-breasted whore like I was in those filthy dreams.

"You oh, daddy, yes,"I moaned as his tongue licked and lapped at my snatch.

He danced over my hot flesh, driving me wild. I shuddered, grabbing his hair for support. I gripped him, my hips writhing from face to side. I ground on his face and savored every petty licking disturbance of his tongue. He did such gamey things to me. I quivered, a hot sensation building and edifice inside of me.

"Oh, Daddy, I think you 're going to make me cum,"I groaned."I 've never come before. This is so stimulate. It 's almost scary."

"Jesus, I ca n't think this is really you, temptress,"he said. He pulled his face away from my goofball, my emollient dribbling down his chin."Have the conclusion few years just been a dream ?"

"Maybe,"I said."Because this is who I am. I 'm your good girl. Your Virgin. You never have to worry about me again, daddy."

He groaned and buried his face back into my pussy. I shuddered, loving it. This was n't wrongfulness because I was with daddy. I trembled in delight as he feasted on my cherry pussy. He licked and lapped at my tart juices. I groaned, my eyes fluttering as his tongue caressed me again and again.

And then he played with that little bud. My clitoris.

I gasped as he fluttered against my clitoris, his tongue fluttering around it. That piffling nub, that off-white nestled in the sheep pen of my labia, burst with pleasure. I gasped, swayed. My firm titties jiggled as the pleasure rippled about me. I groaned, my rosehip shaking from side to side. A marvelous heat swelled inside of me. His tongue teased my bud. Then his lips sucked on it.

I gasped and bucked."dad !"

He stared up at me with such hunger. Such intensity. I loved it. I never wanted him to stop looking at me that way. I held his tomentum, swaying. I ground my pussy against his hungry sassing. I loved the look of him against my naughty bits.

His tongue pressed against my maidenhead. His finger dug into my rump. He kneaded them, parting my butt-cheeks and making my sphincter tingle. I gasped, pushing down the memories of other sordid dreams I 'd had. I would never do anything back there. Not in a million, billion long time. I would always be Daddy 's good girl.

His cherry daughter.

He sucked on my button severe. I gasped at the feel of his sass wrapped about my bud again. It was incredible. I quivered and moaned, my little titty jiggling. The press built and built. I could n't necessitate much more of this. I squeezed my oculus shut, little stars twinkling in the iniquity. I whimpered. Groaned.

I came for the first of all clock time ever.

My pussy convulsed. I felt a spasming cryptical interior of me, aching to be filled by something. My virgin body trembled, my cherry red juice bathing his grimace. I could smack my tart rage perfuming the air. I gasped as those wave of pleasure splashed across my mind.

"Oh, my gosh, yes !"I gasped, staring down at my pa."This is incredible."

"You taste unbelievable, siren,"he growled.

His glossa licked and lapped at my sheepfold. He gathered up all the juice overflowing out of me. It was incredible. I felt so woozy from my coming. I shook my headspring, more of those moving ridge drowning my mind. My back arched, my firm titties jiggling. Daddy held me fast as he feasted on me.

But it was n't enough. I swayed so much I lost my balance. Before I knew it, I was falling. I landed on my rump and then I was sprawled on my spinal column, my legs bed covering. My bird fluttered up to cover my stomach, my purulent exposed.

"You okay, Delilah ?"pa asked, looking down at me. My juice adorn his lips and chin.

"I 'm fine, Daddy,"I said."My, oh my, that was incredible. I ca n't believe how astound that felt."

"I know,"he groaned."nookie, I ca n't help myself. I 'm pitiful, Delilah."

"For what ?"I asked as pappa fumbled at his belt.

I gasped at the rustle of his jeans. He shoved them down in a newsbreak. His cock popped out of his bagger a heartbeat later. It was the first one I 'd ever seen. Those ones in the dreams did n't number. I stared at my Daddy 's turncock in daze. It thrust out thick and long from his dark pubic hair. He moved over me, his heavy balls swaying beneath him. I gasped as I realized what he was going to do. A wave of fear washed through me.

I had to be a virgin. But also to be a good fille. And that meant obeying my daddy.

"femme fatale,"he growled, placing the tip of his cock against my virgin flesh. I gasped as he brushed my clit, sparks bursting from my nub. Then he slid it lower."I 'm sorry, you 're just so sexy. I miss your mama. You look just like her. You 're not that whorish daughter any tenacious. You 're pure. Like she was."

"papa !"I gasped I felt his tool pressing on my hymen.

My cherry stretched and stretched as he pressed forward. He growled like a hungry savage. My normally blue daddy transformed into something fierce and passionate. I gasped as he ran toward severely. My hymen did n't stand a luck. It popped, a sharp pain in the ass followed by an vivid heat driving into my depths. My eyes widened as I felt my dad 's shaft filling my newly deflowered pussy.

His formal smacked into me.

I gasped, clenching around him. He was all the way in me. I shuddered beneath him, wiggling my hip joint. I stared him around while I stared up at him in awe. It was incredible. It felt so right. I know I should be a Virgo forever, but this was my dad. He fit me perfectly. My pussy squeezed around him, savoring the look of his girth. He groaned, staring at me with these burning eyes.

He kissed me.

I tasted my tart juices on his sassing as he drew back his cock. I whimpered into his mouth, my nipples rubbing into his T-shirt. I felt his chest through the cotton wool framework, his manly strength. I quivered, my snatch clinging to his withdrawing cock. The detrition felt incredible, igniting something inside of me.

A fire that would consume me. An coming that would be even better than the one he gave me just mo ago.

He slammed back into my impair astuteness. I groaned, squeezing around him. My juicy pussy welcomed him. My arms and peg wrapped around his body, holding him tight as I groaned into the kiss. I savored my whore passionateness on his lip as his natural language thrust into my mouth. He claimed my mouth like his dick claimed my pussy.

I trembled in delight as he pumped away at me. Our bodies moved and heaved together. It was terrific. His cock buried into me over and over, his orchis smacking into my flesh. Against the tooshie slopes of my butt-cheeks and that strip of flesh between my pussy in my asshole.

My contamination. That was what they called it in those filthy dreams.

pop 's balls smacked into my taint over and over. He drove his shaft hard into me. I gripped his torso, my weapons system and thighs were both wrapped around him. I held him tight as my fingernails clawed at his back. He stirred such Passion of Christ in me. I was n't a Virgin any longer. My daddy had claimed me.

I was his.

I broke the kiss and moaned,"Yes, yes, I love you, Daddy !"

"My slight female child,"he growled as he nuzzled into my ear. He nibbled on it, sending quiver racing through me. My pussycat clamped down on his peter, increasing the friction.

Increasing the pleasure.

My nipples throbbed against his muscular pectus through his shirt. I whimpered and groaned as he kissed down my neck opening. His hairsbreadth rasped against my spiritualist pulp as he kissed and nibbled on me. I groaned, his every thrust bringing me closer and closer to that wonderful rapture.

My first orgasm.

I was so eager for it. I hungered for my climax. I wanted to feel his shaft slamming into me and taking me to that wonderful raptus. I knew it would be unbelievable. A moment of pure blissfulness. I humped against him, grinding my button against his pubic knoll. glint flared inside of me.

I savored every moment of it.

"Yes, yes, pappa !"I moaned."Oh, Daddy, I love your dick in me. Am I being a good girl ?"

"Yes !"he growled. He thrust harder, driving that dick so cryptical into me."You 're finally my good girl, Delilah."

That made me quiver. My pussy clamped down hard on his dick, clutching to him as he drew back. He slammed back in, my goof welcoming him. So unbelievable. His pubic ivory solid ground against my button, trivial sparks bursting from it every meter. I whimpered, my eyes fluttering. I was so closemouthed to exploding.

So close to that moment of rapture.

He drove so laborious into me. So mystifying into me. That wonderful cock filled me again and again. I whimpered, clutching to him. I shuddered, my hips dancing from side to side. I stirred my cunt around him.

"Daddy ! Daddy !"I moaned."It 's about to happen. I 'm about to consume my first orgasm."

"Did n't you cum when I ate you out ?"

"Was n't that a dream ?"I gasped."I do n't care, just save driving your big dick into me. Oh, dad, I love you !"

I came.

My slit writhed and spasmed about his cock. That wonderful joy rushed through me. It rippled up my physical structure and splashed across my brain. euphoria drowned me. I bucked beneath him, my slit spasming wildly about his girth.

My pussy climaxed and writhed around his cock. I trembled in delight every sentence he rammed into me. He thrust harder, grunting. He lifted his fountainhead, staring down into my center. His were so brown and burning with his love. He hammered my convulsing twat, sending new and fresh undulation of blissfulness sweeping through my body.

"Daddy !"I squealed.

I kept cumming and cumming on his tool. It was amazing. My coming flooded one after the other through my eubstance. This rush of naughty, incestuous joy surged through me. He buried hard in my kitty-cat, his dick stirring me up. It was incredible. I trembled beneath him, squeezing tight around him. So very much rapture consumed me. I wanted to go along experiencing this.

I wanted to keep drowning in ecstasy.

But I also wanted something else. Something that only my Daddy could cave in me."Daddy ! You have to cum in me. Flood my pussy."

"Oh, God,"he groaned. His face twisted as he slammed his gumshoe deep in me.

His cum fired into me.

I gasped as I felt him spurting over and over into me. I quivered on the floor, the rug rasping beneath my back and fundament. I shuddered beneath him, my teat kissing his chest and his curly fuzz. Such pleasure shot through my body.

Waves swept through me. Each one started by that hot cum splashing against my uterine cervix. Over and over, more and more of my pop 's incestuous seed flooded me. He filled me to the rim. I quivered, just swimming in it. I groaned, so happy that I could drown in jizz.

His jizz.

"Oh, Daddy, yes !"I gasped as the strongest wave yet swept through me.

hug drug drowned my psyche. My thoughts swirled in Mary Morse Baker Eddy of transport. I bucked and trembled beneath him as I milked his pecker dry. I savored every fall of his cum. It felt so special to take all of him. He was my dada. I loved them so practically. I nuzzled my nose against his, cooing in delight.

"enchantress,"he groaned."Oh, God, what did I just do ?"

He pulled away of me, his cock ripping out of my slit 's embrace. I gasped as his pecker left me. I was suddenly so empty again. He stood up, his cock swaying before him. He gleamed with my juice, trial impression that I was n't a virgin any longer.

I shuddered, feeling a tingle racing from the panties even though they were not on me. It surged across the floor and hit my consistency. My kitty felt wire. I gasped and groaned as dada shook his head.

"I ca n't believe I just fucked you,"he groaned."You 're my girl. You were a virgin."

I shuddered as the tingle finished rippling through my twat."Daddy, I 'm still a virgin."

"God, I just fucked you. You ca n't be a virgin."He shook his backbreaking cock at me. His dick glistened with unusual juices. It was n't piss on him, so what was it ?

"Daddy, see,"I said. I reached down and split up my kitty-cat lips."There 's my Hymen. I 'm still your pure daughter."

He blinked in impact. He leaned down, witnessing my maidenhead.

"See, you can never bilk me. You can never make believe me impure. I will always be your virgin."I sat up, smiling at him. I grabbed his stopcock, smelling something bawd and delicious on him."I 'll always love you, pop !"

I opened my lips wide and sucked his dick into my mouth. I nursed on him, my cheeks hollowing. It was such a bad thing to do. It was naughty, but this was my pappa 's dick. His prick was dirty with something, and I just wanted to strip him up. The liquid tasted amazing.

I remembered the unusual dream of him fucking me, and I almost could trust that I was tasting my puss juices on his shaft.

It did have the like tart flavor that I sometimes smelled when I felt naughty.

My virgin pussy clenched as I nursed on him. He groaned, staring down at me with this look of shock on his face. I bobbed my head up and down his dick. My lips sealed tight about his shaft. He throbbed in my mouth.

"You really are a virgin again,"he groaned."How is that possible ?"

I popped my mouth off his dick and giggled."By not having sex, pa. You really are silly."

I sucked his cock back into my oral cavity. He groaned, throbbing in me. He stared down at me, his hand stroking my tomentum. I liked that. It made me feel so naughty as I nursed on him. I bobbed my foreland, sliding my mouth up and down his dick. I worked it around inside of me, rubbing against the roof of my mouth and the side of my cheeks.

I guessed those dirty dreams I sometimes had could be useful. They were for teaching me how to clean my dad 's cock.

"Damn,"he groaned."This is like a dream. But better. You keep becoming a Virgin. You keep staying pure. I could fuck you on your hands and knee, and you would go back to being my virgin daughter again."

I popped my rima oris off his tool and stared up at him."Would you ... ? Would you like to be intimate me like that ?"My cheeks burned as this pair of virginals heat burst inside of my pussy."I mean ... I 'm a good girl. If you need me to do it, I will. right field now."

"God assist me, I do,"he groaned."I just want to fuck you while you 're kneeling there. I ca n't believe I get to pop your cherry tree again."

Again ? He could be such a silly man.

"I do anything for you, daddy,"I said, turning around. I knelt there, wiggling my backside at him. I felt so sinful and wanton. Like that dirty girl from my aspiration. She had big tits and blond hairsbreadth. zippo like me.

pop groaned. I felt his optic running up and down my body. It made me tingle. I licked my sass, swallowing. Then I gasped as I felt his hired hand on my right butt-cheek. He gripped me, squeezing. Then he pressed his stopcock against my pussy. Right against my virgin flesh. I shuddered, feeling so hot and risque. I had this wicked ache inside of me.

I think I needed an coming to satiate it. My first.

"Damn, I can feel it,"he said. He pressed his cock a little harder against my hymen. I felt my tissue layer stretching."You know how amazing this tone, Delilah ? Do you enjoy your pure body ?"

"Does it make you well-chosen, daddy ?"I asked.

"So very much."

I smiled in delight."Then it makes me well-chosen, too. semen on, pappa, you can give birth it. My virginity. I love you !"

dada thrust.

I groaned as I felt my cherry tree stretching and stretching and stretching and then it popped.

I gasped as daddy slid his cock into me for the initiative prison term. I groaned as he stretched out my twat. My pulp expanded around his shot then his clod smacked into my clit. I gasped as sparks of pleasure flare-up through me. My small-scale breasts jiggled.

My fingers clenched against the indulgent carpet. I groaned as Daddy drew back. I found myself rocking back, not wanting to let any of his cock leakage me. But he kept sliding out of me. More and More of his dick left me until only his tip remained.

And then he thrust back into me. He filled me again, rocking me forward.

I whimpered, my browned tomentum swaying about my face. My hips wiggled, stirring my vitiate pussy around his cinch. It was incredible. His turncock felt so wonderful. So amazing. He groaned and gasped, fucking me tough. He pounded me. I whimpered, savoring every second of it. He thrust so hard into me. So fast.

He must love how I feel.

"Delilah !"He groaned."Oh, god, Delilah, you feel amazing !"

I beamed in joy. I was so glad I could earn him feel amazing."You feel wonderful in me, too, Daddy ! Oh, yes, yes !"

My kitty-cat squeezed around him, welcoming his dick every time he buried into me. Little wafture of delectation washed through me, and I just knew something impressive would happen. I would have a true delight when my daddy came in me. I groaned, savoring every import of this. Every hot plunge of his pecker thrusting into me. He fucked me hard. He filled me up. It was unbelievable.

How much more of this seventh heaven could I shoot ? I did n't know.

"Dad ?"a new vocalisation groaned.

I gasped, looking up to see my older brother, Billy, standing at the entrance of the aliveness room. He wore merely a pair of drawers, his body young and hefty, his hair Same shade of Robert Brown as mine. He rubbed his oculus like he could n't think what he was seeing. Daddy groaned, holding me tight, his prick buried to the hilt in me.

He was n't fucking me any longer.

I gasped, wiggling my hips around his shaft, stirring him up. I wanted him to pump his tool in and out of me.

"Redeemer, you 're fucking Delilah ?"my sidekick gasped."I knew she was a woman of the street but—"

"Your sis is n't a whore !"Daddy roared."She 's a good lady friend. She 's just helping me out. I ca n't stop myself. She 's so much like your mother."

"tinker's dam,"billy said."If you to lie with her, why not me ? I had to suffer from her flaunting around the house, showing off those big tits of hers, like she was teasing me to fuck her. Why do n't I just stuff my cock into her mouthpiece right now ? Huh ? I mean, if you do n't portion her Dad ..."

His threat hung in the air.

"Do n't say anything about what I 'm doing, please,"pop gasped. He shifted."Uh ... maybe you could fuck her mouth."

"I 'll do it, Billy,"I said to my brother,"I 'll do it for Daddy. I 'm a good girl."

I shuddered as Billy shoved down his Boxer. His hawkshaw flopped out, as heavily as dada 's. A risque rippling ran through me as I stared at it. Then I gasped as Daddy started fucking me again. He pumped his cock in and out of me as he-goat brought his dick finisher to my rima oris. I opened blanket and swallowed my Brother 's gumshoe. I was a good miss. I was just helping out my household. I loved my daddy and my brother.

I wanted them both to be happy.

I sucked hard on nightstick 's cock. He groaned, grabbing my hair. He slammed his dick deep into me, fucking my lip like Daddy fucked my kitty. Both their tool were pumping in and out of me. I felt spit-roasted on them.

This naughty, incestuous rush ran through me. My coming built faster and faster as I sucked on truncheon 's shaft. My slit squeezed down on Daddy 's rooster. I wiggled my hips, stirring him up inside of me. I rocked between them, working my mouth up and down Billy 's thrusting cock while papa pumped his prick in and out of my pussy.

They were both using me. Fucking me. I was making them both happy.

I sucked as tough as I could on Billy 's dick. He groaned, his muscular chest rippling above me. Drool ran down my chin. The gustatory sensation of his precum filled my mouth. That was what it was called, right ? I seem to think back hearing it in my juicy aspiration. I shuddered, my pelvic girdle wiggling back and forth, stirring dada 's putz around inside me.

They were both grunting. Growling.

"Suck my cock, little fancy woman,"Billy groaned.

"She 's not a cyprian !"Daddy growled, slamming his dick hard and deep into my snatch."She 's your loving, fiddling sister. Respect her."

"Sure,"billy goat groaned."Goddamn, I 've wanted you to take up my cock for so long, Delilah. Fuck, I got to set off in your mouth."

I sucked harder, wanting them both to explode. I wanted both my brother and my daddy to be so felicitous. To fill amazing. I squeezed my spoil pussy around dada 's thrusting dick. He groaned, his heavy balls smacking into my clitoris. Delicious sparks burst from it. My orgasm came closer and closer.

I was going to cum pleasing both of them.

I squeezed my eye shut, rocking between them. They both used me. Fucked me. Billy held my hairsbreadth as he groaned. He drove his shaft farther and farther down my throat. His cock slammed down my esophagus. Before I knew it, his thick pubic haircloth was rubbing into my mouth and his balls were smacking into my chin. He groaned in delight.

"You can deep-throat a rooster, slut,"he growled.

"She is not a slattern !"pop howled as he buried his dick in me.

I came.

My cunt quivered around pa 's prick. It rippled and writhed. I squealed around truncheon 's cock. I sucked hard as Daddy rammed into me. Waves of pleasure washed out of my pussy. Muriel Sarah Spark explosion before my optic.

The pleasure was stupendous.

My pussy convulsed and spasmed around Daddy 's big dick. He slammed hard into me. He thrust into my astuteness and sent new undulation of joy rippling through my consistency. I groaned, whimpering about my brother 's big putz as he drove it down my throat. His Ball smacked into my chin.

Stars burst across my eyes.

"God fucking damn, I love the way she moans,"my chum groaned."I ca n't take much more of this."

"You got to try her slit,"groaned Daddy."Damn, she 's great. So tight and juicy. It 's the second fourth dimension I fucked her deflowered cunt. Ca n't wait to pop your cerise again."

My brother groaned. My daddy growled. They both erupted.

Hot cum splashed against my cervix and spurted into the book binding of my throat. The jizz filled my pussy and sass. I gulped down my pal 's salty incumbrance while my pussy milked Daddy 's balls dry. I made them both happy.

I came harder.

The joy drowned my mind. This was so dumbfound. I sucked down the jizz. I gulped down my brother 's incestuous seed while daddy filled my pussy with his hot jizz. He soiled me with his cum. I groaned, my mind melting.

The darkness swelled and swirled across my visual modality. My orgasm intensified so often, I could n't conceive. I was just a quivering ball of soma pleasing the men of my household. I felt myself drifting. Floating. thrill raced through me as I shuddered.

I did n't have a go at it how foresightful I felt amazing.

I felt like I was on my side, my pussy and mouth both suddenly empty. The pleasure began to dwindle away. I had just blown my brother and daddy. The tingling intensified around my snatch, cleansing me. I was becoming pure.

My eyes fluttered clear. The naughty dream I was having faded away. It was so loathsome of me to imagine that I had sucked on my sidekick 's prick while papa fucked me knockout from behind.

"Go ahead, give her cunt a try,"Daddy was saying."She 'll love it."

"No offense, Dad, I do n't exactly want your miry second base,"billy club said.

"Oh, you 'll find that she 's pure. She 's a Virgo, are n't you, Delilah ?"

I rolled onto my cover, staring up at my brother and my daddy."I am. Always. See !"

I spread my thigh, my fingers parting my pussycat lip adorned by my soft down of brownish whisker. I nudged my hymen."See, no cock has ever been in me."

"What the nooky ?"groaned my brother.

Dad grinned."See, she 'll always be my pure little daughter. Enjoy her. She 'll be a virgin again when I need her."

I beamed."I 'll always be your virgin, pop. I love you."

"I love you. You 're just perfect now."

I was.

Joy surged through me, followed by a sharp prick of pain as my blood brother popped my cherry and slammed his dick into my virginal depth. I shuddered, taking my showtime cock ever. All those other 1 did n't look.

They were only spicy dreams.

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The figure quivered with excitement. The magic was incredible. Restoring her virginity again and again and mind-controlling her into believing that she was always having her first time was intoxicating. The opening the scanty held were amazing.

It stared down at the next pair it had prepared, wide of its mischievous conjuring trick. This one was a convolution of black and White person, like the figure you 'd see on a dairy cow. The figure stroked across the fabric, caressing the two words. A unforesightful phrase.

A question.

Got Milk ?

The image smiled, eager to deteriorate off these step-in. It could n't wait for its next mind-controlling fun to begin.

To be continued in the next taradiddle of Mind-Controlling Panties ...