Mind-Control scanty

report dozen : Virgo cherry delight

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

Note : Thanks to Alex for beta reading this !

The euphony pulse through the house stirred the figure 's ancient somebody. Though the music was New, made with electronics and possessing extraterrestrial sounds, the round it created was primal. Something passed down and down and down through the coevals of men from dim antiquity. The figure wanted to trip the light fantastic. To make merry in the music and to indulge in the hormones permeating the room.

The figure was crashing a college house party.

College students flocked around, drinking beer and smoke Cannabis sativa. The sour-sweet tang of the drug mixed with the sugary aroma of wine ice chest. They laughed. Cheered. It passed a distich of girls making out in the living elbow room, stripped down to their bra. This was the arrant place to depart its new creation.

It held in its script a dainty and pristine twosome of panties. Something cut for a schoolgirl to wear, full of all that virginal promise. A band of white lace encircled it and it had two words written in the brilliant, flushed color : Cherry Tart.

The bod fought the surge to look out the two young lady kissing. They were doing it willingly, mostly. One was stoned and the early almost drunk, but it was n't from its magic. It was n't the same as straining and turning and molding missy into new beings. To show them dissimilar joy. The female child upstairs, its aim, had experienced so many of them already.

With elbow grease, it dragged itself away and slipped up the stairs, ignored by the college youths moving up and down. They did n't give the figure another glimpse. It was nonde***********. Alien but everyday. They twisted their bodies to let it pop off, not breaking their conversations or looking up from their phones. On the second floor, the sounds of sex and shouting grew louder and louder. Boys were cheering. There was a female child in there, a adulteress writhing in passion.

Delilah white had a peter in all three of her hole. The nineteen-year-old girlfriend was a veteran of being gang-banged. She reveled in hedonic lust. Her large titty bounced before her as she rode up and down on Bruce 's compact putz. The mixed-race spring chicken gripped her pelvic arch as she worked up and down his dick. Ryan fucked her from rear end, a grandiloquent, twenty-year-old boy with a goatee. Nate was the one feeding Delilah his cock. He was short, his black hair buzzed short like a soldier 's and possessed the compact physical body of a wrestler.

"That 's it, suck that gumshoe,"he ground as the frame dropped the special pair of panty on Delilah 's discarded clothing. In the process, it snatched up her goody thong, a strip of grim cloth that did n't look like it could cover anything.

The frame wanted to stay. To keep an eye on her fornication. The figure had plans, a new idea to test with this couple of panties. Something beyond just changing her personality.

It wanted to see if it could shape her body.

It took one final look at her bleached-blonde hair dancing about her nerve 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 femme fatale was sobering up, she stumbled towards her wear. So a great deal jizz spilled down out of her pickle. The spunk dribbled from her ass. It ran down her thighs. It coated her.

Dad 's going to be so micturate when I get domicile, she thought with some glee, aching to throw her action in his face. Ever since her female parent died, her father sought to control her. She hated it.

She bent down and snagged up the panties.

"The fuck ?"she muttered, her bleached-blonde hair spilling across her face as she bent over promote."Who the fucking stole my panties and replaced them with this kiddy shit ?"She glanced at the snoring guys who 'd fucked her.

She snorted and stepped into them.

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A strange tingling ran through me as I stepped into these kiddy scanty. I could n't believe someone had stolen my thong and replaced them with these. They had fucking lace around them. And that infantile trash on the back.

Cherry Tart.

real number subversive. These were something a virgin who wanted to guess that she was a bad girl would buy at Hot issue. I rolled my eyes as I drew them up my legs. I savored the strange tingling running through me. I smirked as I felt the cum leaking out of me. At least I would stain these. Whatever dumb girl left hers behind, I would call for delight 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 cum was soaking the fabric now. more tingling rippled through me. And then I pulled them up over my tail end. I snapped the girdle down on my cutis and ...

I shuddered, squeaking. I was naked. There were boys snoring around me. I gasped, my hired man covering my breasts. They were growing smaller. Why were they so big ? I had little titty. Little boobies. My cheeks burned. I shook my head, noticing, for a instant, that my curl looked blonde and not my usual brown. I groaned. As I darted my custody down to grab my dress, I wondered why I was naked.

Oh, God, did I have sex ?

My virgin pussy clenched. I could n't have had sex. I was a virtuous girl. A good girl. Oh, my papa was going to be so mad. I had to get out of here. I grabbed my bra, sliding it on. For a present moment, it seemed too big. And melanize. I did n't own black brassiere.

Then it was Patrick White and small and fit my A-cup breasts perfectly.

I fastened it and then grabbed my skirt. A tingling rippled from my panties. I frowned at my bottom of the inning. Why was my chick so poor and ...

I breathed in as relief filled me. What was wrong with me ? This bird clearly fell past my articulatio genus. It was all right. I stepped into the tartan wench, division of my college 's school uniform. Of line, I was the only girl that wore hers. The rest 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 crisp, white blouse. Something a schoolgirl would fag and ...

I pulled on my albumen blouse, quickly buttoning it up. I did n't feature time to gather it in because I needed to get out of here. One of the son was already rousing. It was Bruce, the star quarterback.

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

I squeaked in fright. I bolted out of there."I 'm not a slut !"

I heard him burst into laughter.

I darted down the stairs, confused why I was even here. Of row, I heard that there was a party at Ryan 's house, but I would never go to something like this. Oh, my papa must be so concern about me. I wanted to holler him, but I did n't fuck where my bag was. Did I leave it back in that elbow room ? Oh, God, I could n't go back in there.

They were naked in there.

I hit the first 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 front line door. I heard individual call my name and say something rude. Something absolutely crude. I could n't believe it. I was a secure girl. Why would he even think I 'd do something like that ?

I would never wet-nurse a cock.

I burst out of the business firm 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 weaponry pumped. My browned hair flowed behind me, safe and spare. I was n't a bad girl. I did n't even see how I got here. I kept running and running and running. My face ached. I tasted a coppery flavor at the back of my sass. My legs burned.

I stumbled to a gasping check. I planted my mitt on my knees, sucking in close. I blinked, looking around. Where was I ?

I shuddered, this peak of fear shooting through me. I had no musical theme where I was. It was dark. I was the only one out on the street. I bit my lip, my mind darting to and fro. I was so frightened. I did n't even have my purse let alone my cell telephone set. But I could n't go back to that dreaded place.

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

I struggled to parse my computer storage. There were these distasteful newsflash, things that I would never do. Terrible thing. They made me blush just thinking about them. I shuddered, shaking my head. That was n't me. I was Delilah White. I was XIX. A virgin. I made a promise.

I glanced down at my right hired man and sighed in stand-in as I saw the promise band on my fingerbreadth. I twisted it, the Au band that my dad had given me. I drew in a late hint. I was beginning to relax.

I might be lost, but I was still a virgin. I had n't let my papa 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 mitt against the public eye, squinting to see. I heard a mighty engine growling and chugging.

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

Just as the vehicle slowed down to blockade by me, I realized it was the rig to one of those semi motortruck. I did n't have a trailer attached, so the device driver must be going menage or something. I squeaked when the passenger doorway suddenly creaked opened. A man with a thick mustache peered out at me, leaning over the bench seat.

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

"I 'm lost,"I said."I was at this dreaded party for some reasonableness 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 sleep together where I am."

"wellspring, young lady, I can give you a ride home."

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

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

"Well, thanks to Hank,"I said, struggling to climb up into the cab. It was so grandiloquent."I 'm Delilah."

I managed to get into the nates and closed the heavy door. This empty-headed bang raced through me. I sat so practically higher up than former cars I 've been in. I looked out of the window, smiling as he pulled away from the curb. If we were driving through normal dealings, I 'd feel so important right now looking down at the other carts.

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

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

"Cock ?"

"Hank !"I gasped."You should n't say a Holy Writ 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 address as he drove the truck. The engine growled. He shifted the gears with one paw, the other resting on the guidance bicycle. He kept glancing at me, I smiled back at him.

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

"Of course 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 female child. A slut."

"well, Thomas More than just sluts suck cock,"he said."I mean, a boy matter. Sorry."

My cheeks burn.

"In fact, how can even bed 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. next thing I know, they be claiming that they did early things to me."

He chuckled."well, there 's a solution to that trouble. Just got to opt soul that does n't go to your college."He glanced at me."Why, I 'll proffer my own turncock for you to suck."

I swallowed.

"I mean, you really require to know. A miss your age, why, she has to know if she 's a cock-sucker or not. It 's important. You wo n't know until you try.."

I swallowed as the truck slowed down. I heard the air brakes release the pressure as we stopped. He shifted the gears into the ballpark, the engine idling away.

"I promise that no will roll in the hay that you suck my cock."

A strange tingle raced around my panties. I swallowed, staring at his genital organ. I gasped as he unsnapped his jeans. He was doing this right field before me. I covered my eyes as I heard his jeans 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 finger covering my eyes 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 look 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 secretive, studying his cock. It push up hard and pink out of his jeans. The tip twitched and throbbed. I could see scroll of dark-brown hair around the base. A strange liquid beaded at the tip.

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

"Trust me, your pussy can stretch to have it,"he said."But we 're talking about blowjobs here. Just scoot lower, open your mouth full, and just suck that big stopcock in your mouth. see out what you are."

I swallowed. He was right. What if I did wish them ? I should at to the lowest degree know.

trembling, I reached out and grabbed it. I gasped at how strong it was. It twitched and throbbed in my hand. It felt so animated. I shuddered, my tongue flicking over my lips. I lowered my principal further. I closed my eye, opened my back talk, and descended the stopping point few inches.

I shuddered when I felt him pressing into my mouth. I pulled my teeth back, instinctively knowing I should n't brush his soma with them. I slid my brim over his cock, engulfing the jacket. My tongue swirled around, tasting that salty liquidity. He groaned this throaty phone of pleasure.

I sucked.

His dick twitched again. He groaned as I sucked and nursed on him. It was like a big sucker. A salty flavored one. I shuddered, that wet heat between my thighs growing and growing. It made me want to reach down and scratch it. I trembled, my hired man tightening on his cock as I sucked again and again. My tongue danced, caressing it. I lapped up more of that liquidity 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 pecker as I squirmed. I was growing so hot and wet between my thighs. Why ? My cheeks hollowed as I sucked on him. He groaned, my lips moving up and down faster.

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

What did that mean value ? I was a Virgin. I had never sucked a peter before. What, did it stand for that I was a natural ?

I kept sucking on his cock and bobbing my fountainhead. I slid my lips up and down his dick. I shuddered, this estrus growing and growing between my second joint. It felt so wicked. So spicy. I should n't be doing this. Daddy would be raging at me, but the teamster 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 mouth up and down his dick. I slid as far down his shaft as I could, his cock pressing into the backbone of my throat before I slid back up. I sucked the integral way, my face hollowing. I just knew that he loved it. He enjoyed my mouth. His hand tightened in my Brown fuzz. He gripped me. I quivered, this tingle racing through my panties.

Was I a bad girl for doing this ?

My clapper danced around the top of his stopcock. The stern creaked and groaned beneath us. His hand tightened. He pressed my fountainhead down hard. I gasped as his cock brushed the rear of my pharynx and then slip down it.

He was sliding into my esophagus !

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

"God fucking damn, you are a slut,"he groaned."I ca n't consider you can lease a dick with such repose. Fuck."

I was n't a slovenly woman. I was a virgin.

He drew my headway up by pulling my fuzz. It hurt and yet that only made me feel wetter between my second joint. He groaned as I sucked so backbreaking. My natural language danced around his slam. I caressed him with purpose. It felt like I knew what I was doing. Like I really was a natural-born cock mark. That was inconceivable. I could n't be that. I squirmed, rubbing my thighs together. My wench rustled.

"Getting hot in your small slit ?"he asked. Then he chuckled."Of course you are, little slut. You 're in that aphrodisiac schoolgirl outfit. Yeah, you wanted me to number along so you could suck my dick."

But I did n't want this.

I ached to tell him that, but I was too occupy sucking his turncock. His hawkshaw throbbed and twitched in my mouth. That salty juice that leaked out of the tip of his cock soaked my tongue. He tasted so good. I sucked hard on him, wanting more. I shuddered, my thigh still squirming, struggling to satiate that hot itch.

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

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

I gasped as his jolty digit reach my dainty panties. He rubbed them, pressing them into my folding. I shuddered, a blue heat inflorescence in my cunt. It was so intense. Blissful rippling flooded through me.

I could n't believe it. His touch felt amazing. I knew he should n't be touching me there, that I should pee him stop, but his solidus just made me quiver. I sucked on his pecker with even more passion. I nursed on his dick with such hunger.

He groaned, his fingerbreadth rubbing up and down my puss. He touched my virgin shape through my demure panties. All these naughty joy surged through me. My toes curled in my place, a whimper rebellion in my throat.

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

What did I need ?

I gasped as he suddenly ripped my lip off his rooster. Then I was moving, seized by his solid hands. Before I knew it, he was lifting me onto his lap. The steering wheel pressed into my stomach, my thorax leaning over it. The horn honked as my titty pressed into it. I gasped as I felt his fingerbreadth hooking aside my panties. I realized I was straddling him. I felt his cock nudging into my inner thigh and—

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

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

I whimpered as his cock touched my slit. The mitt holding my panties aside moved away, sliding around me to grab my former hip. He held my shank cockeyed and, with a groan, he slammed me down his shaft.

I gasped as my cherry red popped.

I felt my hymen tear for the first time. Then his prick was inside of me. Filling me. His girth stretched open my twat. I shuddered while a wafture of heating system washed through my Virgin body. A delicious wave.

"Fucking shucks, you 're tight,"he groaned."Now move those hips. Ride my dick."

I gripped the steering rack while this intense heat that burned from my pussy seized my legs. They flexed all on their own. I gasped and rose up his pecker. I shuddered feeling my kitty-cat sliding up his dick. But not to run 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 depths. This wonderful rut rippled through me. He massaged my privileged depths. I lowered my school principal over the steering cycle, shocked that I was enjoying the trucker 's monumental shaft so much.

I should n't be doing this. I was a good little girl. A Virgin. Daddy would be so angry with me.

I shuddered, my pussy clenching around him. I slid back up his tool again, my bozo clinging to the thick cinch. I groaned, my hips dancing from side to side. I stirred my kitty around his cock, the pleasure rushing through me. Then I slammed down him. I groaned, my eyes fluttering. more than of that fantastic passion rippled through me.

"Yeah, you like Hank 's big dick in your cunt, 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 dame. The lily-white pantie. And the blouse ... Fucking underworld, you 're a sexy thing."

"I 'm not a whore !"I gasped.

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

A strange sensory faculty built and built inside of me. Every time I slid down his cock, this insistence swelled. It grew as I rose up his cock, too. My twat clung to him, increasing the clash of our flesh sliding past each early. It felt so amazing.

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

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

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

He was right. I wanted him, but I should n't. Why did he feel so practiced inside of me ? I rode him faster. I gripped the direction wheel, my mamilla aching inside of my bra. I worked my snatch up and down his dick. I came closer and closer to that amazing pleasure. Something was going to fall out inside of me.

Was I about to birth my first sexual climax ? Was I going to cum on the trucker 's cock ? What sorting of virgin did that ?

I slammed down him, shuddering. His prick filled me up so much. My rosehip danced from side to side of meat. My trunk moved. It felt so born to be riding his dick. Why ? I groaned, my fingers gripping the steering cycle. I arched my back, my Brown hair swaying. I could n't take away much more of this.

"Fuck me,"he groaned as I slammed down his stopcock. As I rose up his shaft, his cock 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 semen. His cum. I slammed down his putz and gasped, feeling every jet splashing into the deepness of my pussy. It sent this wave of joy through me.

A tsunami of rapture that had my entire organic structure spasming. Bucking.

My puss convulsed as the wave reached my psyche. go spilled through my thought process. And Thomas More waves followed. They rushed through my body. I groaned and gasped, my school principal shaking. maven danced before my eyes as my pussy seemed to melt about his tool. My twat massaged and writhed and drained his cock dry. He grunted, his helping hand squeezing my hips as he flooded me.

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

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

Why did it sense so good ?

That question rippled through my mind as Hank drove me home. I adjusted my clothing and pulled up my panties. They tingled around me, the electrical energy reaching into my pussy. It was almost like the underclothing had cleaned me up and made me whole. Pure. It was such a slack up sensation. It soothed away my mental confusion. I sort of felt like I was waking up from a aspiration. Like I had only imagined I had sex with the motortruck driver. I mean, I was a Virgo the Virgin.

I was a good girl, 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 demand care. Really gladiola I ran into you tonight."

"Thank you for the ride,"I said, giving him a cultivated nod. It had to have just been some uncivilized imaging. I must possess dozed off while he was driving me menage. 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 have done those other things. Those half-remembered perversions. I had been trapped in a slutty nightmare that I woke up from back at the party.

The door squeaked as I opened it. I climbed out of the cab, my tartan chick flaring about my legs. I pushed them down before he saw my scanty. My impertinence burned. Oh gosh, how embarrassing would it make been if he 'd glimpsed those ?

He pulled away from the Curb, leaving me standing out on the dreary street. I swallowed, glancing at the menage.

Was pop still awaken ?

He must be so worried about me. Just to hit sure as shooting it had been a dream, I slid my paw up my doll. I felt so wicked for doing this right field here on the street. It was in the middle of the night. No one was around. My fingers slid up beneath the step-in through the leg hole. I stroked through my shrub to see my vulva. I bit my small lip. I found the folds of my pussy. I should n't be doing this, but ...

I felt my hymen.

I let out a sigh of relief and pulled my fingerbreadth away. It must accept just been a dream. It was just a Weird concurrence that I had the salty taste lingering my backtalk, or that I had this hum joy rippling through me. I was a virgin. I had proof. Taking a mystifying breathing spell, I marched ahead to the household. I climbed up the whole tone, found the presence doorway unlocked, and entered.

The lightness flicked on from the support room.

I squeaked in fear finding daddy sitting on his recliner. He faced me, his eyes boring in on me."You were out late,"he said, standing up. He was a magniloquent and gentle man. His brown eyes flicked up and down my build. It looked like he was afraid of something."Out partying again ?"

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

Shock rippled across his face as I threw myself at him. I hugged him blotto and weigh my headway into his chest.

"siren ?"he asked."Did you dye your hair back brown again ?"

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

The tingles rippled from my step-in. I swallowed, feeling how warm he was. How solidness. He stared down at me with a strange look in his eyes. He grabbed my articulatio humeri 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 breasts ?"he asked. His handwriting seized them through my blouse. I gasped in jar as my daddy groped my pocket-sized boobs through my blouse and bra. He squeezed them."You lost several cup size. You could n't have been padding your bra all these years. Not the way you dress."

"Daddy ?"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 papa. Honest."

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

"Daddy ?"I said and then gasped as he ripped my blouse out-of-doors. clitoris popped off, bouncing off his dresser. He exposed my white bra cupping my small breasts. He shook his top dog, shocked."I did n't conceive of them, right ? Your boob ?"

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

"You can turn up that you 're a virgin ?"he asked."I only caught you with two son finish class in your chamber. All raw and writhing."

"We were studying !"I gasped, remembering the in conclusion prison term I had two son in my sleeping accommodation. Daddy had been so angered. I did n't even think about it until he pointed out that I had the room access closed and anything could have happened. But nothing had. I certainly had n't had a ternary with them. I had n't taken one of their tool in my butt-hole and the other in my puss.

I was a goodness girl.

"Prove it. raise that you 're a virgin. I do n't roll in the hay what weird game you 're playing, temptress, but let 's see."

"It 's embarrassing,"I said, my face burn."But, I mean, you 're my daddy. So I guess you can see."

I drew up my bird. Slowly. dada 's jaw dropped."Redeemer, are you going to flash your twat at me ?"

"Just so you can see that I have a hymen,"I said, my cheeks on fire. I pulled up my bird high enough to expose my panties."Just tug down my underwear, and you will see. Honest, dada. I wo n't disappoint you. I 'm your good girl."

He laughed louder, almost hysterical. I did n't realise what was happening. What had gone on tonight ? cypher believed that I was a Virgin. I messed up by going to this party and then blacking out. But I had my hymen. I just proved it. I did n't hold sex at the party with those three boys, and I did n't have sex with a trucker, either. I did n't suck his cock until he exploded in my mouth, and I certainly did n't booze all his yummy cum.

pop fell to his genu, this bestial tone on his fount. I had never seen anything like it before. He was such a entitle and loving man. I gasped as he hooked the waistband my panties and ripped them down my second joint. He stared at my browned Dubya, his eyes narrowing.

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

I 'd only stargaze the trucker fired cum into me. Right ? I would be dripping if he had.

I gasped as dada thrust his fingers against my vulva. He parted my puss lips and peered upward. I shuddered as he brushed my maidenhead. He groaned, staring at my maidenhead.

"Holy horseshit, you are a Virgin,"he said."But ... but the way you 've acted the final stage two years. You practically threw it in my face."

"Daddy, are you sure as shooting you did n't make a incubus ? That does n't sound like me at all. I 'm your good girl. I would never do anything begrime or filthy at all. I would n't suck peter or ride dicks or let male child spout their cum all over my consistence. 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 impudent. Spicy. You 've never been used before."

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

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

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

I whimpered as his clapper fluttered against me. My panty, bunched around my knees, tingled. I groaned, closing my optic as that naughty joy built inside of me. The same seventh heaven that haunted my pipe dream. The wicked heat energy that made me do such blue affair. Flashes of activities I never could have performed darted through my mind. They only fueled the flack that Daddy 's spit stroked in my pussy.

I liked it.

daddy 's tongue lapped and licked at my kitty-cat. I could n't believe how corking it felt. It was just unbelievable. He brushed my Hymen, stroked my labia, and caressed my piddling clitoris. Sparks burst with each stroke. I had never felt anything like this in my life.

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

I shuddered, his approximate whiskers rasping against my sensitive figure. His tongue was so hungry. He lapped up my ointment, building and building that heat in me. This must be what an orgasm was. He was going to get to me give one. I was going to cum. I could n't conceive this. This was my dad doing it, so did that give it okay ?

I had to obey him. I had to be a trade good girl.

I shrugged out of my blouse, letting it fall to the floor. I stared down at him, my skirt bunched around my waist, almost blocking his heart. He stared up at me with such thirstiness. I bit my lip, and then I reached behind me. I unhooked my bra, my shoulders shrugging the strap off. It fell away, exposing my house, small breasts to him. He had to see that I always had low tit. 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 pussy.

He danced over my hot flesh, driving me fantastic. I shuddered, grabbing his haircloth for support. I gripped him, my hips writhing from side to side. I ground on his nerve and savored every little trouncing flutter of his spit. He did such naughty affair to me. I quivered, a hot star edifice and edifice inside of me.

"Oh, dad, I think you 're going to pass water me cum,"I groaned."I 've never come before. This is so shake. It 's almost scary."

"Good Shepherd, I ca n't think this is really you, Delilah,"he said. He pulled his face away from my slit, my cream dribbling down his chin."Have the finish few years just been a dream ?"

"Maybe,"I said."Because this is who I am. I 'm your dependable 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 faulty because I was with Daddy. I trembled in joy as he feasted on my cherry slit. He licked and lapped at my whore succus. I groaned, my eyes fluttering as his clapper caressed me again and again.

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

I gasped as he fluttered against my clit, his knife fluttering around it. That piffling nub, that drop nestled in the sheepcote of my labia, flare-up with pleasure. I gasped, swayed. My firm titties jiggled as the joy rippled about me. I groaned, my pelvis shaking from side to side. A wonderful hotness swelled inside of me. His tongue teased my bud. Then his mouth sucked on it.

I gasped and bucked."Daddy !"

He stared up at me with such hunger. Such intensity. I loved it. I never wanted him to break off looking at me that way. I held his hair, swaying. I ground my pussy against his hungry sassing. I loved the feel of him against my blue bits.

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

His cherry daughter.

He sucked on my clit grueling. I gasped at the look of his lips wrapped about my bud again. It was incredible. I quivered and moaned, my little boob jiggling. The pressure built and built. I could n't take much more of this. I squeezed my eyes shut, trivial stars twinkling in the duskiness. I whimpered. Groaned.

I came for the outset time ever.

My pussy convulsed. I felt a spasming deep inside of me, aching to be filled by something. My Virgin body trembled, my cherry-red juice bathing his face. I could smell my tart passion perfuming the air. I gasped as those waves of delight splashed across my mind.

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

"You taste unbelievable, temptress,"he growled.

His tongue licked and lapped at my folding. He gathered up all the juices overflowing out of me. It was unbelievable. I felt so dizzy from my climax. I shook my school principal, more of those waves drowning my mind. My back arched, my firm titties jiggling. dad held me tight as he feasted on me.

But it was n't enough. I swayed so often I lost my balance. Before I knew it, I was falling. I landed on my rump and then I was sprawled on my back, my wooden leg paste. My skirt fluttered up to cover my stomach, my purulent exposed.

"You okay, Delilah ?"Daddy asked, looking down at me. My juices deck his mouth and chin.

"I 'm hunky-dory, Daddy,"I said."My, oh my, that was incredible. I ca n't believe how astonish that felt."

"I know,"he groaned."roll in the hay, I ca n't avail myself. I 'm dismal, Delilah."

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

I gasped at the rustle of his jeans. He shoved them down in a flare. His stopcock popped out of his packer a beat later. It was the outset one I 'd ever seen. Those I in the dreams did n't number. I stared at my Daddy 's prick in shock absorber. It thrust out thick and long from his nighttime 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 reverence washed through me.

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

"Delilah,"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 aphrodisiacal. I miss your mama. You look just like her. You 're not that whorish daughter any longer. You 're pure. Like she was."

"Daddy !"I gasped I felt his cock pressing on my hymen.

My cherry stretched and stretched as he pressed forward. He growled like a hungry beast. My normally ennoble daddy transformed into something fierce and passionate. I gasped as he ran toward firmly. My hymen did n't digest a chance. It popped, a sharp painful sensation followed by an intense heat driving into my depths. My middle widened as I felt my pappa 's cock filling my newly deflowered pussy.

His clump smacked into me.

I gasped, clenching around him. He was all the way in me. I shuddered beneath him, wiggling my hips. 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 the Virgin forever, but this was my daddy. He fit me perfectly. My pussycat squeezed around him, savoring the look of his cinch. He groaned, staring at me with these burning eyes.

He kissed me.

I tasted my lady of pleasure succus on his rim as he drew back his stopcock. I whimpered into his sass, my teat rubbing into his jersey. I felt his chest through the cotton wool fabric, his manly strength. I quivered, my kitty clinging to his withdrawing cock. The rubbing felt incredible, igniting something inside of me.

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

He slammed back into my deflowered depths. I groaned, squeezing around him. My naughty pussy welcomed him. My sleeve and legs wrapped around his consistence, holding him stringent as I groaned into the kiss. I savored my tart passion on his rim as his tongue drive into my mouth. He claimed my back talk like his cock claimed my pussy.

I trembled in delight as he pumped away at me. Our bodies moved and heaved together. It was grand. His tool buried into me over and over, his ball smacking into my flesh. Against the bottom incline of my butt-cheeks and that strip of flesh between my pussy in my asshole.

My taint. That was what they called it in those smutty dreams.

Daddy 's balls smacked into my taint over and over. He drove his putz hard into me. I gripped his torso, my arms and thighs were both wrapped around him. I held him tight as my fingernails clawed at his backrest. He stirred such passion in me. I was n't a Virgin any longer. My daddy had claimed me.

I was his.

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

"My little girl,"he growled as he nuzzled into my ear. He nibbled on it, sending frisson racing through me. My twat clamped down on his cock, increasing the friction.

Increasing the pleasure.

My nipples throbbed against his muscular chest through his shirt. I whimpered and groaned as he kissed down my neck. His whiskers rasped against my sensitive figure 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 sense his cock slamming into me and taking me to that tremendous ecstasy. I knew it would be incredible. A moment of virginal blissfulness. I humped against him, grinding my button against his pubic mound. flicker flared inside of me.

I savored every second of it.

"Yes, yes, pappa !"I moaned."Oh, pop, I love your cock in me. Am I being a good missy ?"

"Yes !"he growled. He thrust harder, driving that putz so deep into me."You 're finally my good miss, Delilah."

That made me shudder. My kitty clamped down hard on his hawkshaw, clutching to him as he drew back. He slammed back in, my twat welcoming him. So incredible. His pubic osseous tissue flat coat against my clitoris, little glint bursting from it every fourth dimension. I whimpered, my eyes fluttering. I was so close to exploding.

So close to that import of rapture.

He drove so hard into me. So bass into me. That wonderful cock filled me again and again. I whimpered, clutching to him. I shuddered, my rosehip dancing from side to side. I stirred my puss around him.

"Daddy ! daddy !"I moaned."It 's about to happen. I 'm about to take in 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 keep driving your big peter into me. Oh, Daddy, I love you !"

I came.

My cunt writhed and spasmed about his peter. That wonderful pleasure rushed through me. It rippled up my body and splashed across my mind. euphory drowned me. I bucked beneath him, my twat spasming wildly about his girth.

My pussy climaxed and writhed around his tool. I trembled in pleasure every prison term he rammed into me. He thrust harder, grunting. He lifted his head, staring down into my eyes. His were so brown and burning with his mania. He hammered my convulsing snatch, sending new and smart waves of bliss sweeping through my body.

"papa !"I squealed.

I kept cumming and cumming on his dick. It was amazing. My orgasms flooded one after the other through my eubstance. This rushing of naughty, incestuous delight surged through me. He buried hard in my snatch, his dick stirring me up. It was incredible. I trembled beneath him, squeezing tight around him. So much exaltation consumed me. I wanted to keep experiencing this.

I wanted to maintain drowning in ecstasy.

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

"Oh, God,"he groaned. His fount twisted as he slammed his hawkshaw deep in me.

His cum fired into me.

I gasped as I felt him spurting over and over into me. I quivered on the level, the carpet rasping beneath my back and rump. I shuddered beneath him, my nipples kissing his chest and his curly hairs. Such pleasure jibe through my body.

Waves swept through me. Each one started by that hot cum splashing against my cervix uteri. Over and over, more and Sir Thomas More of my daddy 's incestuous seeded player flooded me. He filled me to the brim. I quivered, just swimming in it. I groaned, so happy that I could overwhelm in jizz.

His jizz.

"Oh, daddy, yes !"I gasped as the impregnable wave yet swept through me.

Ecstasy drowned my mind. My idea swirled in Mary Baker Eddy of transport. I bucked and trembled beneath him as I milked his putz dry. I savored every drop of his cum. It felt so special to take all of him. He was my daddy. I loved them so much. I nuzzled my nose against his, cooing in delight.

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

He pulled away of me, his prick ripping out of my cunt 's embracement. I gasped as his cock left me. I was suddenly so hollow again. He stood up, his cock swaying before him. He gleamed with my succus, proof 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 story and hit my body. My cunt felt electrified. I gasped and groaned as daddy shook his head.

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

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

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

"daddy, see,"I said. I reached down and break up my pussy sass."There 's my hymen. I 'm still your pure daughter."

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

"See, you can never featherbed me. You can never pee-pee me impure. I will always be your virgin."I sat up, smiling at him. I grabbed his peter, smelling something working girl and delicious on him."I 'll always love you, papa !"

I opened my mouth wide-eyed 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 daddy 's dick. His rooster was dirty with something, and I just wanted to clean him up. The liquid tasted awing.

I remembered the unknown dream of him fucking me, and I almost could believe that I was tasting my pussy juice on his shaft.

It did have the same 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 expression of shock on his font. I bobbed my head up and down his shaft. My lips sealed soused about his shaft. He throbbed in my mouth.

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

I popped my oral fissure off his dick and giggled."By not having sex, Daddy. You really are silly."

I sucked his shaft back into my mouth. He groaned, throbbing in me. He stared down at me, his hand stroking my hair. I liked that. It made me feel so risque as I nursed on him. I bobbed my read/write head, sliding my sassing 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 dingy dreams I sometimes had could be utilitarian. They were for teaching me how to clean my daddy 's cock.

"darn,"he groaned."This is like a pipe dream. But better. You keep becoming a Virgo the Virgin. You keep staying pure. I could make out you on your manpower and knees, and you would go back to being my Virgin daughter again."

I popped my mouth off his pecker and stared up at him."Would you ... ? Would you like to fuck me like that ?"My cheeks burned as this virginal estrus burst inside of my kitty."I mean ... I 'm a good daughter. If you need me to do it, I will. rightfulness 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 again."

Again ? He could be such a dizzy man.

"I do anything for you, daddy,"I said, turning around. I knelt there, wiggling my ass at him. I felt so foul and wanton. Like that dirty miss from my dreams. She had big pap and blonde hair. nil like me.

dada groaned. I felt his optic running up and down my body. It made me tingle. I licked my brim, swallowing. Then I gasped as I felt his hired man on my right butt-cheek. He gripped me, squeezing. Then he pressed his turncock against my pussy. Right against my virgin bod. I shuddered, feeling so hot and blue. I had this wicked ache inside of me.

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

"Damn, I can feel it,"he said. He pressed his cock a small harder against my hymen. I felt my membrane stretching."You know how flummox this feels, temptress ? Do you enjoy your pure body ?"

"Does it realise you glad, daddy ?"I asked.

"So very much."

I smiled in delight."Then it makes me happy, too. Come on, pa, you can induce it. My virginity. I love you !"

Daddy thrust.

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

I gasped as daddy slid his putz into me for the outset time. I groaned as he stretched out my jackass. My soma expanded around his shaft of light then his bollock smacked into my button. I gasped as glint of pleasure outburst through me. My pocket-sized knocker jiggled.

My fingers clenched against the balmy carpeting. I groaned as Daddy drew back. I found myself rocking back, not wanting to let any of his stopcock escape cock me. But he kept sliding out of me. More and Thomas 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 brown hair swaying about my face. My articulatio coxae wiggled, stirring my deflowered pussy around his cinch. It was incredible. His tool felt so marvellous. So awful. He groaned and gasped, fucking me voiceless. He pounded me. I whimpered, savoring every instant of it. He thrust so hard into me. So fast.

He must have it away how I feel.

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

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

My pussycat squeezed around him, welcoming his tool every clock time he buried into me. small moving ridge of delight washed through me, and I just knew something impressive would happen. I would get a true joy when my dada came in me. I groaned, savoring every moment of this. Every hot plunge of his dick thrusting into me. He fucked me hard. He filled me up. It was unbelievable.

How much More of this walking on air could I take ? I did n't know.

"Dad ?"a new voice groaned.

I gasped, looking up to see my former comrade, Billy, standing at the entrance of the animation room. He wore merely a pair of boxers, his body young and sinewy, his haircloth same spook of John Brown as mine. He rubbed his eyes like he could n't conceive what he was seeing. pop groaned, holding me tight, his dick 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 cock in and out of me.

"Jesus, you 're fucking Delilah ?"my buddy gasped."I knew she was a lady of pleasure but—"

"Your sister is n't a whore !"Daddy roared."She 's a good girl. She 's just helping me out. I ca n't hold on myself. She 's so often like your mother."

"shit,"Billy said."If you to have intercourse her, why not me ? I had to suffer from her flaunting around the house, showing off those big breast of hers, like she was teasing me to eff her. Why do n't I just stuff my tool into her mouth rightfulness now ? Huh ? I mean, if you do n't ploughshare her Dad ..."

His menace hung in the air.

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

"I 'll do it, billystick,"I said to my brother,"I 'll do it for papa. I 'm a in effect girl."

I shuddered as baton shoved down his boxers. His dick flopped out, as punishing as Daddy 's. A spicy ripple ran through me as I stared at it. Then I gasped as pa started fucking me again. He pumped his cock in and out of me as Billy brought his cock closer to my lip. I opened all-inclusive and swallowed my blood brother 's cock. I was a good female child. I was just helping out my family. I loved my papa and my brother.

I wanted them both to be happy.

I sucked hard on truncheon 's cock. He groaned, grabbing my hair. He slammed his peter trench into me, fucking my sass like dad fucked my kitty. Both their pecker were pumping in and out of me. I felt spit-roasted on them.

This naughty, incestuous rush ran through me. My orgasm built faster and faster as I sucked on Billy 's cock. My slit squeezed down on pa 's cock. 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 dada pumped his dick in and out of my pussy.

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

I sucked as hard as I could on Billy 's cock. He groaned, his muscular thorax rippling above me. tosh ran down my chin. The taste of his precum filled my mouth. That was what it was called, right ? I seem to remember hearing it in my gamy dreams. I shuddered, my rosehip wiggling back and forth, stirring daddy 's putz around inside me.

They were both grunting. Growling.

"Suck my peter, picayune whore,"Billy groaned.

"She 's not a cyprian !"dad growled, slamming his putz hard and deep into my snatch."She 's your loving, little sister. deference her."

"Sure,"Billy groaned."Goddamn, I 've wanted you to suck my putz for so long, Delilah. Fuck, I got to explode in your mouth."

I sucked harder, wanting them both to irrupt. I wanted both my Brother and my daddy to be so happy. To fill amazing. I squeezed my deflower twat around dada 's thrusting dick. He groaned, his wakeless balls smacking into my clitoris. Delicious sparks burst from it. My sexual climax came closer and closer.

I was going to cum pleasing both of them.

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

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

"She is not a slut !"Daddy howled as he buried his peter in me.

I came.

My pussy quivered around dada 's dick. It rippled and writhed. I squealed around billy goat 's cock. I sucked hard as papa rammed into me. wave of delight washed out of my pussy. Sparks explosion before my eyes.

The pleasure was stupendous.

My pussy convulsed and spasmed around Daddy 's big dick. He slammed hard into me. He thrust into my depths and sent new waving of delight rippling through my body. I groaned, whimpering about my crony 's big dick as he drove it down my throat. His bollock smacked into my chin.

mavin burst across my eyes.

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

"You got to try her kitty-cat,"groaned Daddy."Damn, she 's swell. So mingy and juicy. It 's the second metre I fucked her deflowered pussy. Ca n't wait to pop your cherry again."

My Brother groaned. My pappa growled. They both erupted.

Hot cum splashed against my cervix and spurted into the backrest of my throat. The jizz filled my pussy and mouth. I gulped down my brother 's salty lading while my pussy milked Daddy 's balls dry. I made them both happy.

I came harder.

The pleasure drowned my judgement. This was so get. I sucked down the jizz. I gulped down my brother 's incestuous seeded player while pop filled my pussy with his hot jizz. He soiled me with his cum. I groaned, my mind melting.

The shadow swelled and swirled across my vision. My orgasm intensified so much, I could n't think. I was just a quivering musket ball of flesh pleasing the men of my house. I felt myself drifting. Floating. prickling raced through me as I shuddered.

I did n't know how retentive I felt amazing.

I felt like I was on my position, my pussy and talk both suddenly empty. The joy began to dwindle. I had just blown my brother and dada. The tingling intensified around my pussy, cleansing me. I was becoming pure.

My eye fluttered overt. The gamy dream I was having faded away. It was so wicked of me to imagine that I had sucked on my comrade 's pecker while Daddy fucked me hard from behind.

"Go ahead, collapse her kitty a try,"pop was saying."She 'll hump it."

"No law-breaking, Dad, I do n't exactly need your sloppy mo,"billy goat said.

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

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

I spread my thighs, my fingers parting my pussy lips adorned by my soft down of chocolate-brown tomentum. I nudged my hymen."See, no hammer has ever been in me."

"What the shtup ?"groaned my brother.

Dad grinned."See, she 'll always be my pure piddling girl. 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 hone now."

I was.

Joy surged through me, followed by a sharp-worded prick of pain in the neck as my brother popped my cherry and slammed his dick into my vestal depths. I shuddered, taking my foremost cock ever. All those former ones did n't count.

They were only racy dreams.

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The physical body quivered with excitement. The illusion 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 possibilities the panties held were amazing.

It stared down at the next pair it had prepared, full of its pixilated magic. This one was a swirl of black and Theodore Harold White, like the blueprint you 'd see on a dairy cow. The figure stroked across the fabric, caressing the two Son. A short phrase.

A question.

Got Milk ?

The material body smiled, aegir to devolve off these panties. It could n't hold off for its next mind-controlling fun to begin.

To be continued in the next tale of Mind-Controlling step-in ...