Daddy 's Mind-Controlled Daughters
A Story of the Institute of Apotheosis enquiry
Chapter One : Virgin Controlled by Her pa
By mypenname3000
right of first publication 2017

Note : Thanks to wrc264 for beta version this !

Deidre Icke, President of the Institute of Apotheosis Research, marched through the halls of her federal agency construction, the florescent lights flickering, the paries painted a mellowed beige. At a number 1 glance, it could pass for any federal agency building in United States of America. But Deidre knew differently. From here, the world would shift. She 'd keep up in the footsteps of her wise man, Dr. Patrick Henry Blavatsky, and control the awakening of human race would happen.

That the God would hark back, created by technology. beingness determined through séance and meditation, then delivered the greatest conception of human being history : the halo.

She opened a door labeled : scyring.

A thrill ran through her, curious to learn what the tierce God would instruct man. The example of the second still had her eubstance tingle, her eighteen-year-old son 's cum running out of her pussy and dribbling down her second joint from beneath her dame. In her boot to see who the next subject was, she 'd forgotten to put on her panties.

"howdy, Ms. Icke,"Mindy and Cindy chorused together, the twin eighteen-year-olds posing at the séance table, a lechatelierite ball between them. The dark-haired missy held each other 's manus, their center still dazed from their channeling of Alicia Bailey 's spirit. Through the married woman of Deidre 's mentor and co-founder of the Institute, they learned who to fall in the twelve aura to.

"Girls,"Deidre said, nodding to them as she marched to James Maxwell sitting at a computer, two monitors before him. He ran the department.

"Deidre,"James said, an cordial man in his early mid-forties, hair as dark as his two daughters."Here is matter 3."

A Facebook visibility filled the electronic computer screen of a man of Saint James the Apostle 's age, his fuzz sandy-blond. His profile picture had him standing smiling with his arm around a pretty brunette, also in her XL and looking in great material body for a adult female of her age. Deidre ignored the woman, studying the man, his blue eyes bright in the photo.

"Michael Lena Horne,"King James I said,"married, sire of four daughters. occupier of Albuquerque, New Mexico. refutation contractor out at Caucasian Sands."

"Defense contractor ?"Deidre asked, raising an eyebrow. She glanced at Mindy and Cindy.

"My girls are the just,"King James I assured."This is who they channeled. Alicia reported her hubby 's words."

"Then have rescue send the halo. My approval."

"Right away. It 'll take six hours for the monotone to go far and begin work."James leaned back in his professorship, stretching.

Deidre leaned down, her hand resting on his articulatio humeri."So, father of four daughters."

"A set of twins and two younger daughter,"King James said.

She gave a sidelong coup d'oeil at James 's Twins."Hoping for a revelation exchangeable to the shoemaker's last two Goddesses ? Or will our low male God focus on something other than sex ?"

"Whatever he reveals, I shall keep an eye on,"James said, his words throaty. He wiped sweaty script on his slacks.

Deidre smiled at him, giving him a power play. His daughters were lovely. And Deidre had thoroughly enjoyed both her son and her daughter. She straightened, her torso tingling with sentiment of her two baby.

She had metre to relish her shaver before writing her subject matter to the new God.

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"That 's for me !"Crystal shouted, my nineteen-year-old daughter barreling past me, her blonde haircloth streaming behind her. I pressed against the wall, trying not to stare at her army tank top and the lowly tit bouncing beneath. Did she forget a bra again ?"It 's Jessica."

Those two were best friends. Before I could even push off the wall, I heard my daughter 's feet slapping down the stairs before she practically crashed into the front door just beyond. Then came girlish squeals.

New York minute of my daughter and her nubile friend, a dark-haired girl with big bosom, kissing and writhing together in nubile, gay woman heat while I watched burned through my intellect.

guilt twisted through me. Ever since the twins, Rosie and Lily, turned eighteen three years ago, I 'd begun to remark my girl. First the twins as they matured, then watch crystal last year, and now even Kitty, my untested just turned eighteen, drew my attention.

jackpot 's head popped out of her doorway at the end of the hallway, sandlike blonde hair's-breadth gathered in similitude pigtails before falling off her shoulder joint and down her developing chest. blue eyes met mine."What was that, Daddy ?"

"Just your sister, kitty,"I said. Her female parent named her Kitty, but I liked calling her Kitten, especially when she sat on my lap almost purring like a cat.

Now that she was older, it was hard not growing erect when she snuggled her short, bantam frame on my lap. Barely topping four feet, she stood a nous shorter than either of the twins.

"Is Jessica here ?"Kitty pouted.

"Afraid so,"I said, my dick so hard as I realized my daughter wore a spaghetti strap top of sick garden pink, the pie-eyed clothing clinging to her budding knocker. Like her old sisters, she dressed to bear witness off her developing body.

"I hope they stay in her room,"Kitty muttered then darted back into hers. I caught the briefest glimpse of her champagne butt in a span of tight light shorts hugging that curving rear.

It was torture life in a sign with four barely legal but sexy girl. I never thought I was a pervert, a man who could starve after his own frame, but I was. I tried to focus on my wife, but I could n't quit thinking about our girls.

I slipped into the bathroom, locking it behind me. I needed relief. And there was one source.

My hands went to the laundry hamper, ripping it unfastened. An assortment of feminine clothes piled inside. I snagged the get-go pair of panties I could, white with red strawberry mark on it. puss 's panties.

The purity of her underwear made my dick throbbing even harder. I double-checked the door was locked before unzipping my pants. In the hallway, quartz glass and Jessica giggled before slipping into her bedchamber adjacent to the bathroom. I heard their conversation, lyric blunted by the rampart into murmuring racket, the babbling of two excited brooks.

Closing my eyes, I pictured my unacquainted puss sitting on my lap, squirming in the exact pair of pantie I now wrapped about my cock. I shuddered, stroking my daughter 's underwear up and down my dick, my illusion burning hot in my head.

"Oh, pa, what 's that growing hard beneath my derriere ?"she asked with such artlessness, looking over her shoulder joint at me, juicy eyes so curious.

"cipher,"I muttered, my prick aching as I rubbed her panties on her. This same scrap of cloth had pressed against her cunt recently, absorbing any of her excitement, wreathed in her scent.

My free hand gripped the counter. I leaned over, stroking my peter faster as my fantasy played out. My daughter squirmed more, grinding her pecker into my cock, her breathing growing faster as she shifted. Her cunt, separated by her step-in, slid up and down my crotch, stimulating me.

"You 're squirming so much,"I groaned.

"Sorry, dada,"she whispered."It 's just that surd affair. It 's ..."

"What, Kitten ?"

"It 's embarrassing, Daddy,"she moaned, covering her face in her mitt, grinding her pussycat harder as her youthful body awakened to the sensations rippling out of her young cunny.

My balls ached, the pleasure of masturbating in my youngest 's panties rippling through my body. The tip of my shaft throbbed, stimulated by the look of the cotton plant. I groaned, hand stroking faster, the roughness exciting me.

"What 's embarrassing you, Kitten ? You can tell your papa anything. He loves you."

"Anything ? This is ... I mean ... I 'm so ... tingly."

"Where ?"

"John L. H. Down there. Between my legs."

"Your cunt ?"

"Daddy !"she gasped in vestal embarrassment.

I stroked faster, the fantasy so hot imagining my daughter squirming on my dick like that, grinding her kitty against my dick separated by our habiliment. Not actually touching, just dry humping. She squirmed more, her part growing breathy.

"Do n't be embarrassed. What 's your slit feeling like ?"

"It 's so ... tingly. And wet. My cunny 's growing so fretful. I ca n't finish moving and grinding on ... What is it, daddy ?"

"That 's my hammer,"I groaned, so close, the illusion too much.

And then, from my girl vitreous silica 's room, came a feminine groan. It sounded so a great deal like a auditory sensation my wife would make in bed. My head whipped around, my ears prickling. That sound could n't experience come from my daughter 's room. She had her Quaker Jessica in there and ...

"Jessica,"drifted through the walls."Yes !"

The groan were forte. A bed creaked. Were my girl and her friend having lesbian sex for veridical ?

Another gasp, to the full of intimate energy, bled through the wall. A bed groaned, springs rasping. I moved my head to the bulwark, pressing my ear against it as my handwriting flew up and down my turncock, rubbing my other daughter 's panties into my aching cock.

I pictured Crystal naked, her small bosom jiggling, her ally Jessica between her thighs, brown hair spread out over my girl 's thighs. Jessica licked my daughter 's pussy, running her tongue through her hot folds.

A squeal of delectation, throaty like her mother made when I ate her pussy.

"Jesus,"I groaned.

My putz erupted.

A sinewy orgasm fired from my tool. My glob unloaded. Cum soaked into my young daughter 's panties. I shuddered, my thoughts burning with Crystal and her friend having sex, my daughter thrashing, grinding her hot puss against her friend 's hungry mouth.

Pleasure surged hot through me. I grunted with every clap of cum from my dick. I swayed, sweat breaking out over my font. With a final examination groan, my putz dribbled out the finis of my jizz into Kitty 's step-in, the cotton sucking up my juices.

And then the guilt struck me.

I ripped pussy 's panties from my cock, shoving them into the sink. I washed out my cum, trying to ignore the moans from watch glass 's rooms. They grew breathier and breathier, and I swear she had an orgasm before I finished.

Giggles echoed. Then something soft smacking, like womanly sassing kissing.

I shoved my daughter 's pantie deep into the hamper, burying it far from the aerofoil. Then I stumbled out into the hall and almost ran into my wife. She wore a couplet of pissed blue jean and a low-cut, lavender blouse, her gym bag slung over her shoulder. brownness fuzz tumbled in curls about her face.

"Hi, hunny,"she said, shaking her head."You really should n't do that in the bathroom. The girls are awake."

My cheeks grew redder.

"Sorry."

My married woman shook her head, striding past me and going down the stairs. I followed her, smelling the perfume. I frowned at that."You 're wearing perfume to pilates ?"

"To cover up the stew,"she laughed, throwing a face over her font when she reached the butt of the step."I got to go."Color spotted cheeks."I do n't desire to be late."

"Okay,"I said, my brow furrowing. Something ... twinged through my tummy."I love you."

She paused at the front door."I love you, honey."

I opened my mouth to ask her to hop-skip tonight, to let me take her to dinner, but she was out the room access and gone before I could develop my Holy Scripture. I shook my head, trying to banish the unearthly itchiness at the backrest of my mind, when my speech sound buzzed. A text edition substance. I pulled it out, frowning at the root, a string of numbers.

I opened it.

CONGRATULATIONS Michael Horne ! ! !

You have been chosen by our top team of research worker for our exciting new product ! The nimbus is the answer to all your parenting and piece of work motivation. Tired of your daughter running amok in your spirit ? Tired of feeling like you have no control ?

Well you 're in luck. Our patented Halo mind ascendency engineering will tolerate you to take ascendence of the people in your life history and mold them to your wishes.

I know you are as excited as we by this mystify possibility. Out of all the billions of people in this world, we think you are one of the TWELVE golden prospect to utilize this ground-breaking technology.

So kudos and get set to sequester your new life !

Your packet should come in consequence by pilotless aircraft. Enjoy !

Sincerely,

Deidre Icke, Esq.

president of The Institute of apotheosis inquiry

"Would n't that be nice,"I muttered, staring at the obvious scam trying to bilk me out of my money. Mind ascendance ... The thing I could do with my daughter. Enjoy them.

"Why are you standing before the room access, dada ?"Kitty asked, bounding up beside me.

"Just reading a text,"I said."Looks like it 's me and you tonight for dinner."The twins had a younker chemical group meeting. They were big into our local anaesthetic church.

"What about crystal and Jessica ? They 're up in their way making too practically noise."

My cheeks warmed."I think they 're going to be officious for a while. They can get their own intellectual nourishment. So, what would—"

The doorbell rang.

I blinked, staring at the door. Through the frosted Windows, something moved. I heard a faint buzzing. My daughter gave me a curious face. Then she wrenched the door open air, staring down at the brown box left on our doorstep, a white physical object zipping away.

A drone.

Like in the message.

Kitty knack over, her ass hugged by those pastel-blue short shorts. I groaned, seeing the cloth molding to her pussy. Did she skip her panties, too ? My flyspeck daughter did n't bend her human knee to scoop up up the software program, but her waist, so limber up she could fold her lithe trunk in half.

My dick throbbed as the textbook message 's hope only inflamed my lust.

"It 's for you, Daddy,"she said, straitening and handing me the parcel."It 's lighter than it looks."
"Thanks,"I said, excited."I need to take fear of this, then we 'll get something to eat."

"okeh, Daddy."She beamed at me. She had no idea the sort of monster her Father-God was. I wanted to eat her, to guttle the innocent cunny between her thigh and make her squeal.

I carried the computer software to my first floor authority, closing the door behind me. With a shut down tongue, I cut opened the package. I pulled out the education manual, printed in a dozen different lyric. I opened it, reading through the technical foul specifications.

If this was a hoax, it was damned good.

The halo, it turned out, was a nanite colony that promised to change my brain wave and cause me to broadcast them and overwrite the patterns of others, thus gaining control of them. The purpose was to establish me a god.

Why would anyone want to make me a god.

And then I saw the epithet of the party who created it : The Institute of nonpareil Research.

Apotheosis ... A Greek Good Book that meant to become a god, to gain divinity.

The nanites had other event, boosting my immune system, curing any genetic shortcoming, giving me enhanced stamina, including sexual stamina. It sounded far too proficient to be true. I picked up the doughnut, the dance band smooth gold.

It did n't attend like anything that could do what the instruction manual of arms claimed.

So I hooked it up to my oscilloscope.

It put out no electrical signal. As far as I could tell, it was just a ringing of gold. Delivered by drone. After receiving a unknown textual matter message. A Goggle search revealed the institute was real, a groundbreaker in internet applied science. New Age rhetoric dotted the web site, talking about making the world a better blank space, bringing enlightenment to mankind, yadda, yadda, yadda.

"This can not be real,"I muttered to myself, sitting in my death chair, twirling the ring around my finger in flashing circles.

My office room access opened. Kitty popped in, beaming at me."I 'm hungry, Daddy and ... Ooh, that 's pretty."

My girl darted to me, pigtails flying. Her nude foundation padded on the carpet then slapped the plastic mat my hot seat rested on so it could roll up smoothly. She plucked the aureole from off my finger, grinning at me, then slapped it on my head.

"There, Daddy, you 're now a king and ..."Her bluing eyes widened. Her jaw dropped.

The aureole burned around my top dog. I shuddered, the heat reaching into my thinker. Tingles raced across my view. I groaned, my visual sensation fuzzing for a instant. My daughter backed away, her hands covering her mouth.

"I 'm so drear, Daddy !"she gasped."I did n't think ... Did I break it ?"

"geological fault it ?"I groaned, my affection pounding. What had it done to me."Why do you think you broke it ?"

My drumhead tingled as I said those words.

"Because it dissolved,"my daughter said, blinking.

Dissolved ? My bridge player shot to my psyche, feeling for the atomic number 79 anchor ring. zippo. Nada. It had vanished. Because it was a colony of nanites. They activated and ... And were in me. Changing me. Like the instruction manual said.

I thought I heard a whirring behind me, like something being drilled, as I stared at my daughter. Did it work ?"Kitten, rub your head."

Thoughts prickled. My daughter frowned, her paw shooting to her head word and rubbing it in Mexican valium. Her eyes were spacious, her body trembled."I ca n't stop rubbing my head, Daddy."

"control stick out your tongue."

She did that, her center growing wider, her body shaking.

"You can check doing both."My dick swelled to its full hardness. I stared at her spaghetti-strapped tank top, her budding breasts outlined by the garden pink cloth. I swallowed."Take off your top."

Fuzzy acerate leaf prodded my brain.

"My top ?"she gasped, her hands seizing the hem of her tank top, pulling it up her stomach."I 'm not wearing a bra, Daddy, I ca n't ..."

Her words trailed off as she hauled her top over her capitulum, exposing those budding boob, barely more than bumps rising from her chest, her nipples small and pink. I groaned at the sight of them. My dick tried to rip through my pants.

"papa !"She clutched her top to her knocker, covering up."Why did I do that ? I could n't stop myself. I did n't want to."Scarlet burned across her cheeks.

"It 's okay, kitty,"I told her, my cerebration fuzzing, pricking, aching."Your pop loves you and will never harm you. It 's okay. Just obey. You 're glad doing what I say. It makes you feel special. And not embarrassed or shamed or frightened."

backup man volley across her human face. She smiled at me."I do like obeying you, Daddy. I 'm a good girl."

"Yes, you are,"I said, my lusts rising. This was happening. I 'd finally hassle my girl."dip the tank top."

She did, exposing those immature breasts again. My mouthpiece salivated. She stood with a glad smiling, hands on her hips, proud of her developing body now. Her pigtails swayed about her articulatio humeri as she shifted on her feet.

"Now your shorts. Take those off,"I groaned, only a light prickling across my thoughts as my cortical potential rewrote hers.

"Of course of instruction, pappa !"she said even as her hands moved. She shoved her pastel-blue hot pants down. She wore no scanty beneath like I suspected. A faint wisp of blonde pubic hair adorned her pudenda. I licked my mouth, seeing the tight slit of her pussy.

Virginal tight.

My shaft ached so badly. I 'd never been so laborious in my life. I stared at her barely legal snatch. Eighteen-year-old Virgin cunny. I did n't understand why the Institute sent me the Halo. I did n't like. I just wanted to enjoy the sweet puppet before me.

"Come sit on pappa 's lap,"I groaned.

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Jordan Maxwell groaned as his two daughter stood beside him. Both Twin had their paw resting on his shoulders, watching the television camera provender go be. The foremost drone had inserted a fiber optic spy cam through the wall of subject area 3 's office. On sieve, the new God 's eighteen-year-old daughter, Kitty, stripped out of her shorts, unveiling her barely legal peach to the HD feed.

"He 's going to have sex with her, Daddy,"Cindy moaned as she stood on his right.

Mindy 's hired man tightened on his articulatio humeri."This is our new God 's first lesson, Daddy."

"It is,"he groaned, his cock so hard. He 'd seen his twin girl make love. They 'd learned from the firstly Goddess that mother/daughter and sister/sister incest was allowed. But now ... Now father/daughter incest was taught, demonstrated so viscerally by pool Marilyn Horne hopping onto her daddy 's lap.

"Can we sit on your lap, pop ?"Cindy asked, already taking off her blouse.

"Of row,"James groaned. Thank you, Dr. Blavatsky, for ushering in this new age.

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I groaned as my girl hopped onto my lap with a squeal, squirming around, rubbing her naked ass right into my bulging crotch. My bagger and slack water separated us as I wrapped my hands around my daughter 's dead body, feeling the warmth of her bare stomach beneath my fingers.

"Just keep squirming,"I panted.

"Okay, dad,"she said, grinding against my cock, sending stimulation through me. My dick ached and throbbed, drinking in her every move.

"Oh, Daddy, what 's that beneath me ?"My daughter turned around, her hips unable to barricade moving. Her dingy middle opened encompassing."It feels like ... Is that your phallus ?"

"Cock,"I told her."Or dick or prick. Anything but penis. Use adult words, honey."

"Sorry, Daddy."She shifted again, her ass so strong, the heat bleeding through my clothing to my cock."But why is it concentrated ? Unless ..."Her low-spirited optic widened."Did I make you tough, Daddy ?"

"Yes,"I groaned."Your sexy body made me hard."

"I 'm sexy ?"Her grinding ass made me groan."But I do n't consume any titties, and I 'm so short. I do n't even have hips."

"kitty, you are so cute and sexy,"I groaned, nuzzling into her ear."You 're daddy 's lilliputian female child, and I find you so hot. experience how hard you 've made me."

She shuddered, rubbing on my tool."I do, Daddy."Her vocalization grew throaty."It 's making me feel ... tingly."

"Where ?"I asked, my right wing deal sliding up to her budding boob. I squeezed the small mound and thumbed her teat."Here ?"

"No,"she groaned."fountainhead, now that you 're touching me. But you should n't touch me, pop. I 'm your daughter."

"But you love your pappa,"I groaned, my cerebration fuzzing."And you 'll let your daddy touch you everywhere. And enjoy it. You want to pull in Daddy happy, right ?"

"Of course of action, Daddy,"she moaned, my thumb massaging slow lap about her curing nub. It poked out from her breast."Oh, daddy, the tingles are growing."

"Where ?"

"My ... my cunny."She shivered."My cunny 's growing so tingly grinding on your pecker. And ... And wet. And antsy and so hot."

I groaned, my left field deal sliding down her stomach, reaching her wispy bush. I stroked her silk as she squirmed more, twisting on my lap. She ground her pussy against my dick now, rubbing it up and down.

"You like that, huh ?"

"I do, Daddy,"she panted."It makes me finger so naughty."

"Good."My left hand moved lower."It 's fun to be naughty with Daddy."

"Uh-huh,"she groaned, grinding that hot, eighteen-year-old cunt into my hardon."Oh, Daddy, yes ! I like it. The tingles are increasing. Deep inside me."

My finger moved lower, her flesh ontogenesis hotter, wetter. And then I felt the top of her slit, that tight crinkle hiding her pussy. I pressed into her sheepfold. She spasmed in my arms as I nudged her pea-sized clit. She groaned and gasped, rubbing her pussy hard on my slacks. The high temperature grew. And then I felt her juices soaking through to my dick.

shucks, my daughter was wet. Hot.

I pinched her nipple now, rolling it between my finger as I stroked her button. Her groan echoed through my power. My dick throbbed in my quagmire, drinking in the feel of her hot cunny grinding on me, her girlish juices soaking through.

And her brisk musk filled the air, a new fragrance rising, making me hungry to banquet on her snatch.

"dada, you 're making me feel so strange,"she panted."Ooh, something 's growing inside of me. It wants to explode."

"That 's an orgasm,"I panted, massaging her piddling bud."Do n't fight it, kitty. Embrace it."

She nodded her point, mewling again. Her organic structure shook, her legs kicking before her. She moaned and gasped, smearing that hot cunny against my excrescence. My finger's breadth danced on her clitoris, twisted her nipple, stimulating her barely legal body.

Her pigtails flew. She thrashed. Hot juice soaked through my pants. So much gushed out of her. I groaned as she squirmed and writhed. My dick throbbed as my daughter came on my lap. She squeaked out her pleasure.

"That 's it, kitty. That 's your first orgasm !"

"Thank you, Daddy !"she moaned, her voice so throaty. I kept massaging her little bud buried in her virgin folding."Oh, pa ! Oh, it 's Sir Thomas More awesome than the twins claimed ! Daddy, yes !"

Her vocalism echoed through the way. She ground her cunny up my gibe, massaging the spongy tip through my wearable. I groaned. My balls tightening. I twisted her nipple hard as my dick erupted. My cum fired into my boxers, the cotton soaking up my jizz like her panties had only a half-hour ago.

"pop !"she mewled, shuddering a final clip before she leaned back into me, her hips still wiggling. She still had to squirm.

"You do n't have to squirm any longer,"I told her.

"Thank you,"she panted."Oh, Daddy, I loved cumming ! I never did it before. I always tried, but it never felt like that ! So intense ! My cunny exploded, Daddy. Rosie and Lily were right. It 's the best !"

I grinned at her."And you made a mess. Just soaked me."

"Oh, no, daddy. Did I pee ?"She hopped off my lap, turning around, her thighs glossy with her fresh cream."I did n't mean to pee."

"It 's not pee,"I grinned."You 're just a squirter. That 's all your kitty-cat juices."

Her cheeks went scarlet."I 'm so sorry, pop. I ruined your clothing."

I shook my oral sex."No, you did n't. You made papa find good."And then an thought popped into my nous."But you did soak pappa 's peter and balls. I need you to lick up all your cream and mine. Just open my drawers and pull down my underdrawers, then lick my dick clean and jerk of our ointment like a good kitten."

"Yes, Daddy."

I groaned as she knelt down before me, unsnapping my khaki quag. I peeled off my shirt, throwing it to the priming coat as my daughter stared up at me with her blue eyes. She pulled down the zipper then worked off my pants, my Boxer soaked, my peter still hard.

Aching.

The anchor ring worked as promise.

Kitty took a mysterious breathing place before grabbing the hem of my packer and tugging them down. Her dismal eyes widened as my cock spilled out, smeared with whitish cum and glistening pussycat juices. It thrust up from me, pulsing with the cadence of my heart. The physical reflection of my luxuria for my mind-controlled daughter.

"It 's so big, daddy,"she said in awe as she pulled my boxers off my substructure, leaving me only in my sock.

She leaned in, her lowly paw wrapping about it, digit so delicate. I groaned at the incestuous liaison between us. She let out a mewling groan, her breath lavation over my gazump shaft, my pubic hair's-breadth matted by our juices.

And then she took a long lick up my shaft.

Her glossa gathered the mix of our fluids, tasting pussy and cum for the get-go time. mettle piled before her clapper. She pulled it back into her rima oris, eyes growing bright as she shuddered. She smacked her back talk after swallowing.

"Wow, we taste good together, Daddy."

"Of course we do,"I groaned as she licked again."And we 're going to have so much fun."

"Yes !"she cheered when she finished her secondly lick.

I groaned as she swirled her tongue about the crown of my hawkshaw. She made me squirm and groan. My eyes rolled back into my head as she cleaned the tip of my cock. Then she licked at the sides, lapping up our succus with such inexperienced person eagerness. Her bubbly butt waved at me. I stared down her supple back leading to that rump.

God, she was gorgeous.

Her tongue reached my frenulum, brushing the sensitive beginning of my tool 's tip. Then she swirled around the spongy, pink form. This clip, her backtalk latched on, sucking hard for a moment, her cheek hollowing.

"This is a blowjob, right ?"my daughter asked before engulfing my pecker again.

"Yes,"I gasped, her rim so fond about my dick."Just suck in my peter and ..."I winced."Mind your teeth."My view prickled."You do n't ever desire to anguish dad with your teeth."

She moaned about my cock, opening her mouth wider. She sucked on it more, sliding her sass down my shaft. Wet heaven bathed my cock. Pleasure rushed through me. I grinned at my little female child sucking my pecker, her eyes bursting with joy.

I grabbed her pigtails, holding them and guiding her oral cavity up and down my dick. My petty kitten purred with delectation. She kept shaking her coxa, almost like she wished she had a backside to wag. I groaned, my dick throbbing in the heaven of my daughter 's mouth.

Her cheeks hollowed. Her mouth sucked harder. She bobbed them up and down, her lips sliding down my shaft and back up it. I panted, the pleasure boiling through my physical structure. Such exquisite heat ran through me. Such astounding pleasure.

"That 's it, kitten,"I groaned."Love pa 's stopcock. Such a good girl."

Her tongue swirled. She moaned louder. Her hired man stroked the groundwork of my tool, fisting me as I bobbed her mouth with her pigtails. Rapture shot down my shaft. My balls boiled as I leaned back. My death chair creaked, the leather sticking to my back and ass.

"Fuck,"I panted."You 're such a expert cock sucker, kitty. Oh, yes, you 're making Daddy experience amazing."

She smiled around my dick, her blue eyes flashing. She moaned, sucking so hard. Her hand fisted my prick faster, brushing her rim as they bobbed up and down my shaft. The suction reached into my balls, tugging at the cum in them.

A third orgasm in one evening. I loved the halo.

"Daddy 's going to glut your mouth with his jizz, and you 're going to swallow every drop like a just female child,"I panted.

She moaned.

"That 's my good daughter, kitty. Mmm, dada 's going to move over you so much cream."

She sucked so hard, so eager. Her ass wiggling so fast, her cunny on fervour. I bet her juices dribbled down her thighs. I licked my sassing, my body tensing. The cum rose in my clump, drawn to the suck of her hungry mouth.

I came.

"Yes, Kitten !"

My jizz exploded into her mouth. Hot blasts spurted into her. Her buttock bulged like a cunning chipmunk. And then she swallowed my incestuous seed. My chair creaked and groaned as she gulped down more and more of my cum.

The pleasure flooded through my dead body. Stars danced before my eyes. My men tightened on her pigtails, keeping her from releasing my cock. My daughter swallowed all of my jizz. All my fantasies come to life.

I loved it.

"Yes !"I groaned."Oh, Kitten, you 're going to suck dada 's cock all the clock time. You and your babe !"

The net spurt scene into her lip, the joy buzzing through my organic structure. I let go of her pigtails. She nursed at my peter, sucking strong, wanting more of my cum. When she realized there 'd be no more, she popped her mouth off.

"That was soooooo yummy, Daddy. I loved your cream."

"I knew you would, kitty,"I panted, petting her head."And I bet your cunny is all hot and itchy again."

She nodded her head.

"neediness Daddy to eat your cream ?"

Her grin grew so bright. She nodded eagerly.

I pushed my nude girl down on the carpeted floor, spreading her thighs. Her juices coated her frame, her vulva hot flash and plump, her twat still that smashed crease. Even pushing her legs far apart only parted them enough to give a touch of her pink flesh.

With a hungry moan, I leaned down and pig my daughter 's hot, virtuous cunny.

"pappa !"she squealed, bucking and grinding her snatch on my licking glossa."That 's so amazing, Daddy !"

I lapped through my girl 's stringent congregation, brushing her Virgo slit. Her maidenhead covered the entranceway. I caressed it with my natural language. I slid up, brushing her button, making her muscle spasm in joy. Her bracing juices coated my lips.

I drank them. Savored them. Her innocuous sapidity lingered in my mouth after every sup of her pussy juices. I lapped at her virgin cunny, dragging my lingua through her folds over and over, loving how she squealed and moaned. Her gasps echoed through my office.

"dad, yes !"she gasped."You 're licking my cunny ! And it feels sooooo in effect ! Is this how I made you palpate ?"

"Uh-huh,"I panted between hungry biff."pop 's going to make you cum again before he fucks you."

"Oh, dada, yes ! I want that ! I 've thought of it so many clip, humping my pillow !"She humped my rima oris."Ooh, yes ! Make me cum again ! I want to cum and cum and cum !"

Her budding knocker hardly jiggled as she writhed. But her pigtails flew, her head tossing back and forth. Her slender thighs tightened on my face. She smeared her hot cunny up and down my oral fissure as she thrashed.

My nose pressed into her pussy, breathing in her smell, as I tongued her hymen. My dick ached, still grueling, eager to pop her cherry. To make my little kitty into a char. I licked up to her clit, sucking on it, making her twitch more.

Face red, she moaned,"Oh, Daddy, it 's happening ! My cum ! It 's rising in me and ... Yes !"

Juices squirted out of her virgin pussy.

I drank in the flood of delight, watching my daughter 's flushed body writhed. She took such joy in it. Her moans echoed through the room. guiltless passion that made my peter throb and ache. I could n't await. I had to give her.

I slid up her body, my hands caressing her breadbasket. I nipped at her aright tit, loving the small nub in my oral cavity. It was a quartern the sizing of her female parent 's. Then I kissed her, her hot pussy rubbing on my tummy as she tasted her juice sweet from my mouth.

She thrust her clapper into me, thrashing and trembling. I wanted to keep kissing her, but I had to fuck her. I broke the kiss, leaving us both panting, and slid higher up her torso, my hard dick pressing into her hardly sound vulva, so flesh out with her arousal.

Our peak divergence made kissing inconceivable. Her font pressed into my dresser as she humped against my dick. Her Virgin puss caressed it as she held me. Her fingernails bit into my back as she groaned.

"shag me, Daddy ! I need your cock in my cunny ! I want it so badly."

"Kitten !"I groaned and thrust.

My dick pressed and pressed on her Hymen. Her Virgo frame stretched, resisting my cock. She let out a whimper of pain, her fingernails biting harder. I grit my teeth, hating hurting her, but I wanted to bury into her untouched depths.

With a growling, I rammed my hips forward.

Her maidenhead stretched before me. Snapped.

I popped my eighteen-year-old daughter 's cherry tree. My cock slammed halfway into her virgin depths. She squealed beneath me, bucking, her cunny clenching on my gumshoe. I shuddered, savoring the incestuous look of her around me as I pressed deeper, breaking in her cunt for the world-class time.

"pop !"she moaned."Oh, Daddy, you 're so cryptical in me !"

"I am,"I groaned."You 're all around me. God, you 're so hot, Kitten."

"And you 're so big !"Her cunny clenched harder."Oh, yes, you 're making me feel all itchy and tingly. I ca n't stop moving. I love your putz in me, Daddy !"

I drew back my hips and slammed into her cunt. She gasped, her puss clenching again. Friction burned hot as I worked my dick through her wet cunt. I struggled to remember if her female parent, over the course of our twenty-two years of marriage, had ever been this tight. Even back when we first met.

pussy had the tightest cunny. I reveled in the bag of her eighteen-year-old pussy. Heat burned around my pecker as I pumped over and over into my daughter, robbing her of her whiteness. Making her into a woman.

"Oh, dad, yes !"she squealed."I love it ! I love you so much !"

She kissed at my bureau, licking and nibbling as I buried into her over and over. Every thrust sent rapture shooting down to my balls, a hot euphory bringing my cum closer to a boil. I groaned, wacky thwacking into her taint as I thrust.

She squirmed beneath me, stirring her hot cunny around my cock. Her pussy clenched when she moaned. Her thighs and arms held me tight. She bucked and wiggled, her small-scale nipples sliding against my skin.

"Daddy !"she squealed over and over."Fuck me, pa ! pop !"

She could n't stop saying daddy. And every sentence, my tool throbbed in her barely effectual cunny. I groaned, bore to flood my girl 's snatch with my cum. Maybe even breed her. To industrial plant a daughter in my daughter 's cunt.

"Shit !"I groaned."You 're going to accept Daddy 's baby, Kitten !"

"Oh, yes !"she howled, bucking hard.

And then her pussy went rampantly. Her hot snatch spasmed about my putz. She writhed beneath me, juices gushing out of her snatch. My daughter came on my tool, her hot twat milking my shot, eager for my incestuous seed to breed her.

I shuddered, slamming into her profundity. My heart rolled back into my heading. The pleasure burned so hot through my balls. Her spasming pussy sucked on my shaft as I drew back. My nuts tightened, my cum boiling.

I slammed in.

"kitten !"

My cum erupted.

"Yes, yes, yes, Daddy !"she gasped."You 're cumming in me ! I made you sense soooo awesome !"

"You did, Kitten !"I groaned, pleasure rushing through me.

Every blast of cum slam ecstasy through my soundbox. My dick unloaded into her while stars burst before my eyes. I savored my first taste of my daughter 's barely effectual snatch. I reveled in it as my jizz flooded her fertile depths.

And I had three early daughters to sleep with. My own incestuous harem.

I drew back and thrust in a final metre, savoring my girl 's spasming cunny milking out the hold out of my cum. I lifted up on my elbows, staring down at her crimson face, her budding breasts heaving as she grinned at me.

"That was the intimately thing ever, Daddy !"

I grinned at her."gladiola you liked it, kitten. And you know what we 're going to do now ?"

"shuffle passion again ?"she asked, her pussy clenching on my dick.

"We have to go bid with your Sister and her friend."I licked my lips, picturing my blonde daughter and her dark-haired friend writhing in lesbian passion."dad has to screw all his little girls."

"Yes, Daddy,"she beamed at me.

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James J. C. Maxwell groaned as he slammed into Mindy 's tight depths, enjoying his eighteen-year-old girl 's pussycat wrapped about his shaft. He pumped away, her round breasts jiggling. He savored his second barely sound pussy of the night. His second daughter.

He did n't take Viagra to get it up so fast after fucking Cindy. Not with two sexy twins.

"Mmm, now lick me unobjectionable,"Cindy moaned, lowering her cum-filled pussy to her twin sister 's mouth.

"Yes,"Mindy gasped, her cunt tightening on James 's thrusting cock.

"Thank you, Lord,"groaned James, glancing at the computer monitor where the new God climbed off his newly deflowered daughter and led her by the helping hand out of the room."Thank you !"

To be continued ...