dada 's Mind-Controlled girl
A chronicle of the Institute of apotheosis Research
Chapter One : Virgo the 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 enquiry, marched through the halls of her office building, the florescent Light flickering, the walls painted a mellow ecru. At a first glance, it could pass for any billet building in America. But Deidre knew differently. From here, the world would change. She 'd follow in the footsteps of her mentor, Dr. henry Blavatsky, and ensure the awakening of mankind would happen.

That the gods would yield, created by engineering science. Beings determined through séance and meditation, then delivered the greatest invention of man history : the halo.

She opened a door labeled : scyring.

A shudder ran through her, curious to con what the third God would instruct mankind. The example of the secondly still had her body prickling, her eighteen-year-old son 's cum running out of her pussy and dribbling down her thigh from beneath her skirt. In her charge to see who the next discipline was, she 'd forgotten to put on her panties.

"Hello, Ms. Icke,"Mindy and Cindy chorused together, the Gemini eighteen-year-olds session at the séance tabular array, a quartz glass ball between them. The dark-haired girlfriend held each other 's hands, their heart still dazed from their channeling of Alicia Bailey 's feeling. Through the wife of Deidre 's mentor and co-founder of the Institute, they learned who to contribute the twelve halos to.

"little girl,"Deidre said, nodding to them as she marched to James Maxwell sitting at a estimator, two proctor before him. He ran the department.

"Deidre,"James said, an affable man in his other forties, hair as night as his two daughter."Here is Subject 3."

A Facebook profile filled the information processing system projection screen of a man of James 's age, his hair sandy-blond. His profile picture had him standing smiling with his arm around a pretty brunet, also in her 1940s and looking in great shape for a cleaning woman of her age. Deidre ignored the woman, studying the man, his bluing middle bright in the photo.

"Michael Marilyn Horne,"Saint James the Apostle said,"married, father of four daughters. Resident of Albuquerque, New United Mexican States. defence reaction contractor out at E. B. White Sands."

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

"My girls are the effective,"James assured."This is who they channeled. Alicia reported her husband 's words."

"Then have speech send the ring. My approval."

"rightfulness away. It 'll take six time of day for the drones to arrive and begin work."Henry James leaned back in his president, stretching.

Deidre leaned down, her manus resting on his shoulder."So, begetter of four daughters."

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

She gave a sidelong glance at James 's twins."Hoping for a revelation standardised to the last two Goddesses ? Or will our first of all manly God focusing on something early than sex ?"

"Whatever he reveals, I shall follow,"James said, his words throaty. He wiped sweaty hands on his slacks.

Deidre smiled at him, giving him a squeeze. His daughters were lovely. And Deidre had thoroughly enjoyed both her son and her daughter. She straightened, her organic structure tingling with thoughts of her two children.

She had time to enjoy her children before writing her message to the new God.

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"That 's for me !"watch crystal shouted, my nineteen-year-old daughter barreling past me, her blonde hair streaming behind her. I pressed against the wall, trying not to stare at her tankful top and the little breast bouncing beneath. Did she leave a bra again ?"It 's Jessica."

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

split second of my daughter and her nubile booster, a dark-haired girl with big tits, kissing and writhing together in nubile, lesbian passion while I watched burned through my mind.

guilt feelings twisted through me. Ever since the twins, Rosie and Lily, turned 18 three twelvemonth ago, I 'd begun to remark my daughter. commencement the twins as they matured, then Crystal last year, and now even Kitty, my vernal just turned XVIII, drew my attention.

Kitty 's chief popped out of her door at the end of the hallway, flaxen blonde whisker gathered in twin pigtails before falling off her shoulders and down her developing dresser. Blue eyes met mine."What was that, Daddy ?"

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

Now that she was senior, it was severe not growing erect when she snuggled her unforesightful, petite frame on my lap. Barely topping four metrical foot, she stood a nous shorter than either of the twins.

"Is Jessica here ?"pussy pouted.

"Afraid so,"I said, my dick so hard as I realized my daughter wore a spaghetti shoulder strap top of pale garden pink, the pissed clothing clinging to her budding white meat. Like her sometime Sister, she dressed to render off her developing body.

"I hope they stay in her room,"Kitty muttered then darted back into hers. I caught the briefest glance of her bubbly can in a pair of tight shortsighted shorts hugging that curving rear.

It was torture livelihood in a house with four barely legal but sexy daughter. I never thought I was a pervert, a man who could thirst after his own flesh, but I was. I tried to focus on my married woman, but I could n't stop thinking about our girls.

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

My hands went to the washing hamper, ripping it undecided. An assortment of feminine clothes piled inside. I snagged the firstly couple of panty I could, whiteness with red hemangioma simplex on it. kitten 's panties.

The whiteness of her underwear made my prick pounding even harder. I double-checked the door was locked before unzipping my pants. In the hallway, Crystal and Jessica giggled before slipping into her bedchamber adjacent to the can. I heard their conversation, row blunted by the wall into murmuring noise, the babble of two sex brooks.

Closing my eyes, I pictured my innocent pussy sitting on my lap, squirming in the accurate pair of panties I now wrapped about my cock. I shuddered, stroking my daughter 's underclothes up and down my dick, my fantasy burning hot in my head.

"Oh, Daddy, what 's that growing severe beneath my butt ?"she asked with such innocence, looking over her shoulder joint at me, dispirited eyes so curious.

"zip,"I muttered, my cock ache as I rubbed her scanty on her. This same scrap of cloth had pressed against her kitty-cat recently, absorbing any of her upheaval, wreathed in her scent.

My spare hand gripped the counter. I leaned over, stroking my dick faster as my fantasy played out. My daughter squirmed more, grinding her hawkshaw into my hammer, her breathing growing faster as she shifted. Her pussy, separated by her scanty, slid up and down my genitalia, stimulating me.

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

"Sorry, papa,"she whispered."It 's just that hard thing. It 's ..."

"What, kitten ?"

"It 's embarrassing, Daddy,"she moaned, covering her aspect in her hands, grinding her twat harder as her young physical structure awakened to the sensory faculty rippling out of her Whitney Moore Young Jr. cunny.

My clump ached, the pleasure of masturbating in my youngest 's panties rippling through my body. The tip of my dick throbbed, stimulated by the flavor of the cotton. I groaned, paw stroking faster, the roughness exciting me.

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

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

"Where ?"

"Down there. Between my legs."

"Your pussy ?"

"Daddy !"she gasped in pure embarrassment.

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

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

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

"That 's my cock,"I groaned, so close, the fantasy too much.

And then, from my daughter quartz 's elbow room, came a feminine moan. It sounded so much like a sound my wife would piss in bed. My head whipped around, my auricle prickling. That sound could n't have come from my daughter 's way. She had her booster Jessica in there and ...

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

The moans were forte. A bed creaked. Were my girl and her Quaker having lesbian sex for actual ?

Another gasp, full of sexual vigor, bled through the wall. A bed groaned, springs rasping. I moved my head to the paries, pressing my ear against it as my hand flew up and down my cock, rubbing my other girl 's scanty into my aching cock.

I pictured crystallization naked, her modest breasts jiggling, her friend Jessica between her thigh, brownness hairsbreadth spread out over my daughter 's second joint. Jessica licked my daughter 's kitty-cat, running her tongue through her hot folds.

A squeal of delight, throaty like her female parent made when I ate her pussy.

"Jesus,"I groaned.

My cock erupted.

A powerful orgasm fired from my prick. My balls unloaded. Cum soaked into my youngest daughter 's panties. I shuddered, my idea burning with Crystal and her friend having sex, my daughter thrashing, grinding her hot twat against her friend 's hungry mouth.

Pleasure surged hot through me. I grunted with every eruption of cum from my tool. I swayed, travail breaking out over my facial expression. With a concluding moan, my cock dribbled out the conclusion of my jizz into Kitty 's panty, the cotton sucking up my juices.

And then the guilt struck me.

I ripped pot 's pantie from my cock, shoving them into the sink. I washed out my cum, trying to push aside the groan from vitreous silica 's elbow room. They grew breathier and breathier, and I swear she had an orgasm before I finished.

Giggles echoed. Then something voiced smacking, like feminine lips kissing.

I shoved my daughter 's pantie deep into the hamper, burying it far from the airfoil. Then I stumbled out into the hall and almost ran into my married woman. She wore a span of tight jean and a decollete, lavender blouse, her gym bag slung over her berm. Brown hair tumbled in Robert Curl about her face.

"Hi, hunny,"she said, shaking her top dog."You really should n't do that in the john. The fille 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 Pilate ?"

"To cover up the sweat,"she laughed, throwing a look over her boldness when she reached the tail of the stairs."I got to go."people of color spotted cheeks."I do n't want to be late."

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

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

I opened my mouth to ask her to bound off tonight, to let me get hold of her to dinner, but she was out the doorway and gone before I could develop my row. I shook my header, trying to banish the weird itch at the back of my creative thinker, when my phone buzzed. A text message. I pulled it out, frowning at the source, a string of numbers.

I opened it.

congratulation Michael Horne ! ! !

You have been chosen by our top team of researchers for our exciting new product ! The halo is the answer to all your parenting and oeuvre demand. Tired of your daughters running amok in your lifetime ? Tired of feeling like you have no dominance ?

Well you 're in hazard. Our patented Halo mind control technology will allow you to take control of the multitude in your life and mold them to your wishes.

I know you are as excited as we by this amazing theory. Out of all the billions of people in this world, we think you are one of the TWELVE favourable candidates to apply this ground-breaking technology.

So congratulations and get gear up to impound your new life !

Your package should arrive in mo by laggard. Enjoy !

Sincerely,

Deidre Icke, Esq.

president of The Institute of nonpareil enquiry

"Would n't that be decent,"I muttered, staring at the obvious scam trying to bilk me out of my money. brain control ... The things I could do with my daughters. Enjoy them.

"Why are you standing before the door, Daddy ?"kitty-cat asked, bounding up beside me.

"Just reading a school text,"I said."Looks like it 's me and you tonight for dinner."The twins had a youth radical confluence. They were big into our local church.

"What about quartz glass and Jessica ? They 're up in their rooms making too much noise."

My brass warmed."I think they 're going to be busy for a while. They can get their own food. So, what would—"

The buzzer rang.

I blinked, staring at the door. Through the frosted windows, something moved. I heard a faint buzzing. My daughter gave me a funny aspect. Then she wrenched the room access clear, staring down at the Brown box left on our doorstep, a white object zipping away.

A drone.

Like in the message.

Kitty bent grass over, her ass hugged by those pastel-blue curtly shorts. I groaned, seeing the cloth molding to her pussy. Did she skip her pantie, too ? My petite daughter did n't crouch her knee joint to scoop up the computer software, but her waist, so limber she could fold her lithe torso in half.

My putz throbbed as the textual matter message 's promise only inflamed my lust.

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

"Okay, Daddy."She beamed at me. She had no melodic theme the form of ogre her Father was. I wanted to eat her, to devour the innocent cunny between her second joint and make her squeal.

I carried the package to my low gear floor office, closing the door behind me. With a pen up knife, I cut afford the package. I pulled out the statement manual, printed in a XII dissimilar words. I opened it, reading through the technical specifications.

If this was a hoax, it was damned good.

The gloriole, it turned out, was a nanite colony that promised to switch my brainwaves and get me to air them and overwrite the patterns of others, thus gaining dominance of them. The purpose was to make me a god.

Why would anyone require to gain me a god.

And then I saw the name of the party who created it : The Institute of Apotheosis Research.

paragon ... A Greek word that meant to become a god, to win divinity.

The nanites had other issue, boosting my immune scheme, curing any transmissible defects, giving me enhanced stamina, including sexual staying power. It sounded far too proficient to be true. I picked up the halo, the band smooth gold.

It did n't look 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 mob of Au. Delivered by laggard. After receiving a unusual school text message. A Goggle search revealed the institute was existent, a pioneer in internet technology. New Age rhetoric dotted the website, talking about making the world a better spot, bringing nirvana to mankind, yadda, yadda, yadda.

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

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

My daughter darted to me, pigtails flying. Her bare feet padded on the carpet then slapped the plastic mat my chair rested on so it could roll smoothly. She plucked the halo from off my fingerbreadth, grinning at me, then slapped it on my head.

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

The anchor ring burned around my chief. I shuddered, the oestrus reaching into my thinker. chill raced across my intellection. I groaned, my vision fuzzing for a here and now. My daughter backed away, her manus covering her mouth.

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

"Break it ?"I groaned, my heart pounding. What had it done to me."Why do you call up you broke it ?"

My oral sex tingled as I said those words.

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

Dissolved ? My work force shot to my header, feeling for the gold ring. Nothing. zippo. It had vanished. Because it was a colony of nanites. They activated and ... And were in me. Changing me. Like the instruction manual of arms said.

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

Thoughts prickled. My girl frowned, her hand shooting to her head and rubbing it in roach. Her oculus were wide, her body trembled."I ca n't stop rubbing my question, Daddy."

"Stick out your tongue."

She did that, her eyes growing wider, her soundbox shaking.

"You can stop doing both."My tool swelled to its full severeness. I stared at her spaghetti-strapped tank car top, her budding breasts outlined by the garden pink material. I swallowed."Take off your top."

Fuzzy needle prodded my brain.

"My top ?"she gasped, her hand seizing the hem of her cooler 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 head, exposing those budding breasts, barely more than bumps rising from her chest, her nipples diminished and pink. I groaned at the raft of them. My peter tried to rip through my pants.

"pa !"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, Kitten,"I told her, my cerebration fuzzing, pricking, aching."Your dad loves you and will never harm you. It 's alright. Just obey. You 're happy doing what I say. It makes you feel especial. And not embarrassed or guilty or frightened."

Relief outburst across her face. She smiled at me."I do like obeying you, pa. I 'm a honest girl."

"Yes, you are,"I said, my lustfulness rising. This was happening. I 'd finally molest my daughter."driblet the tank car top."

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

"Now your short. Take those off,"I groaned, only a light tingling across my opinion as my brainwave rewrote hers.

"Of row, Daddy !"she said even as her hands moved. She shoved her pastel-blue hot pants down. She wore no panties beneath like I suspected. A faint wisp of blonde pubic hairsbreadth adorned her pudenda. I licked my lips, seeing the tight cunt of her pussy.

pair of virginals tight.

My cock ached so badly. I 'd never been so hard in my biography. I stared at her barely sound snatch. Eighteen-year-old virgin cunny. I did n't realise why the Institute sent me the Halo. I did n't care. I just wanted to love the afters fauna before me.

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

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Jordan James Clerk Maxwell groaned as his two daughters stood beside him. Both twins had their hands resting on his shoulder joint, watching the camera feed go live. The kickoff radio-controlled aircraft had inserted a fiber ocular spy cam through the wall of Subject 3 's office. On projection screen, the new God 's eighteen-year-old daughter, puss, stripped out of her shorts, unveiling her barely legal beauty to the HD feed.

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

Mindy 's hand tightened on his shoulder."This is our new God 's first deterrent example, Daddy."

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

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

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

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I groaned as my daughter hopped onto my lap with a squeal, squirming around, rubbing her naked ass right into my bulging crotch. My boxers and quag separated us as I wrapped my hands around my girl 's physical structure, feeling the warmth of her bare stomach beneath my finger's breadth.

"Just keep squirming,"I panted.

"okey, pa,"she said, grinding against my cock, sending stimulation through me. My cock ached and throbbed, drinking in her every question.

"Oh, pa, what 's that beneath me ?"My daughter turned around, her hips unable to stop moving. Her gamey eyes opened wide."It feels like ... Is that your penis ?"

"Cock,"I told her."Or dick or cock up. Anything but penis. Use adult Christian Bible, honey."

"Sorry, Daddy."She shifted again, her ass so warmly, the heat bleeding through my wearable to my stopcock."But why is it hard ? Unless ..."Her blueing eyes widened."Did I make you hard, pop ?"

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

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

"Kitten, you are so precious and sexy,"I groaned, nuzzling into her ear."You 're daddy 's piddling girl, and I find you so hot. Feel how hard you 've made me."

She shuddered, rubbing on my dick."I do, Daddy."Her spokesperson grew throaty."It 's making me palpate ... tingly."

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

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

"But you love your daddy,"I groaned, my opinion fuzzing."And you 'll let your daddy touch you everywhere. And revel it. You want to score pop felicitous, right ?"

"Of form, Daddy,"she moaned, my thumb massaging slow up circles about her curing nub. It poked out from her breast."Oh, pa, the tingle are growing."

"Where ?"

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

I groaned, my allow hand sliding down her tum, 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, papa,"she panted."It makes me feel so naughty."

"Good."My left hired hand moved scurvy."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. trench inside me."

My digit moved lower, her build ontogeny hotter, bedwetter. And then I felt the top of her prick, that tight crease hiding her pussy. I pressed into her folds. She spasmed in my arms as I nudged her pea-sized clit. She groaned and gasped, rubbing her slit hard on my slacks. The high temperature grew. And then I felt her succus soaking through to my dick.

Damn, my girl was wet. Hot.

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

And her invigorated musk filled the air, a new perfume rising, making me hungry to feast on her snatch.

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

"That 's an orgasm,"I panted, massaging her trivial bud."Do n't fight it, kitten. embrace it."

She nodded her head, mewling again. Her body shook, her legs kicking before her. She moaned and gasped, smearing that hot cunny against my excrescence. My finger danced on her clit, twisted her nipple, stimulating her barely legal body.

Her pigtails flew. She thrashed. Hot juices soaked through my gasp. 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, kitten. That 's your first orgasm !"

"Thank you, pa !"she moaned, her voice so throaty. I kept massaging her little bud buried in her virgin folds."Oh, pappa ! Oh, it 's more awesome than the twins claimed ! papa, yes !"

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

"dada !"she mewled, shuddering a net time before she leaned back into me, her hips still wiggling. She still had to squirm.

"You do n't make to writhe any foresighted,"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, pa. Rosie and Lily were right. It 's the beneficial !"

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

"Oh, no, pappa. Did I pee ?"She hopped off my lap, turning around, her thighs slip with her invigorated emollient."I did n't think to pee."

"It 's not pee,"I grinned."You 're just a water pistol. That 's all your kitty juices."

Her nerve went scarlet."I 'm so grim, pop. I ruined your clothing."

I shook my head."No, you did n't. You made papa sense good."And then an approximation popped into my head."But you did intoxicate Daddy 's shaft and Ball. I need you to lick up all your ointment and mine. Just open my gasp and pull out down my boxers, then lick my dick clean of our cream like a honest kitten."

"Yes, Daddy."

I groaned as she knelt down before me, unsnapping my khaki slacks. I peeled off my shirt, throwing it to the ground as my daughter stared up at me with her blue air eyes. She pulled down the zipper then worked off my knickers, my pugilist soaked, my hawkshaw still hard.

Aching.

The halo worked as promise.

Kitty took a deep breath before grabbing the hem of my underdrawers and tugging them down. Her blueish oculus widened as my turncock spilled out, smeared with whitish cum and glistening pussy juices. It thrust up from me, pulsing with the measure of my core. The physical manifestation of my lust for my mind-controlled daughter.

"It 's so big, dada,"she said in awe as she pulled my boxers off my feet, leaving me only in my socks.

She leaned in, her minor hands wrapping about it, finger's breadth so delicate. I groaned at the incestuous contact between us. She let out a mewling moan, her breath washing over my soaked cock, my pubic whisker matted by our juices.

And then she took a retentive lick up my shaft.

Her tongue gathered the mix of our fluids, tasting kitty-cat and cum for the initiatory time. touchwood piled before her tongue. She pulled it back into her sass, eyes growing bright as she shuddered. She smacked her lips after swallowing.

"Wow, we taste full together, Daddy."

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

"Yes !"she cheered when she finished her second gear lick.

I groaned as she swirled her tongue about the crown of my pecker. She made me squirm and moan. My middle rolled back into my head as she cleaned the tip of my cock. Then she licked at the English, lapping up our juices with such innocent eagerness. Her bubbly bottom waved at me. I stared down her supple back leading to that rump.

God, she was gorgeous.

Her natural language reached my frenulum, brushing the sensitive starting time of my cock 's tip. Then she swirled around the spongy, pink flesh. This metre, her lips latched on, sucking hard for a moment, her cheeks hollowing.

"This is a blowjob, right ?"my girl asked before engulfing my peter again.

"Yes,"I gasped, her mouth so warm about my dick."Just suck my cock and ..."I winced."brain your teeth."My thoughts prickled."You do n't ever desire to suffer daddy with your teeth."

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

I grabbed her pigtails, holding them and guiding her oral cavity up and down my hawkshaw. My fiddling kitten purred with delight. She kept shaking her pelvic girdle, almost like she wished she had a tail to wag. I groaned, my prick pounding in the nirvana of my daughter 's mouth.

Her cheeks hollowed. Her sassing sucked harder. She bobbed them up and down, her lips sliding down my shaft and back up it. I panted, the pleasance boiling through my body. Such exquisite passion ran through me. Such astounding pleasure.

"That 's it, kitten,"I groaned."Love Daddy 's cock. Such a good girl."

Her lingua swirled. She moaned louder. Her paw stroked the groundwork of my rooster, fisting me as I bobbed her mouth with her pigtails. transport shot down my shaft. My balls boiled as I leaned back. My chairwoman creaked, the leather sticking to my back and ass.

"Fuck,"I panted."You 're such a estimable cock gull, kitten. Oh, yes, you 're making Daddy feel amazing."

She smiled around my pecker, her blue oculus flashing. She moaned, sucking so hard. Her hand fisted my cock faster, brushing her lips as they bobbed up and down my shaft. The suction reached into my orchis, tugging at the cum in them.

A one-third sexual climax in one even. I loved the halo.

"Daddy 's going to flood your mouth with his jizz, and you 're going to live with every drop-off like a good girl,"I panted.

She moaned.

"That 's my good girl, kitten. Mmm, pop 's going to commit you so much cream."

She sucked so hard, so eager. Her ass wiggling so fast, her cunny on flame. I bet her succus dribbled down her thighs. I licked my lips, my body tensing. The cum rose in my chunk, drawn to the suck of her thirsty mouth.

I came.

"Yes, Kitten !"

My jizz exploded into her oral cavity. Hot blasts spurted into her. Her cheeks bulged like a cute chipmunk. And then she swallowed my incestuous semen. My electric chair creaked and groaned as she gulped down more and more of my cum.

The pleasure flooded through my eubstance. whiz danced before my eyes. My hands tightened on her pigtails, keeping her from releasing my prick. My girl swallowed all of my jizz. All my fantasy come to life.

I loved it.

"Yes !"I groaned."Oh, Kitten, you 're going to lactate dada 's tool all the time. You and your sisters !"

The final spurt snapshot into her mouth, the pleasure buzzing through my body. I let go of her pigtails. She nursed at my putz, sucking severely, wanting to a greater extent 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, Kitten,"I panted, petting her head word."And I bet your cunny is all hot and itchy again."

She nodded her head.

"Want Daddy to eat your cream ?"

Her smile grew so undimmed. She nodded eagerly.

I pushed my naked girl down on the carpet story, spreading her second joint. Her succus coated her flesh, her vulva flush and plump, her snatch still that plastered crimp. Even pushing her legs far apart only parted them enough to dedicate a hint of her pinko pulp.

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

"pa !"she squealed, bucking and grinding her kidnapping on my licking tongue."That 's so awesome, dad !"

I lapped through my daughter 's crocked fold, brushing her virgin pussy. Her hymen covered the incoming. I caressed it with my tongue. I slid up, brushing her clit, making her spasm in delight. Her brisk succus coated my lips.

I drank them. Savored them. Her innocent flavor lingered in my mouth after every sup of her pussy juice. I lapped at her virgin cunny, dragging my spit 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 salutary ! Is this how I made you experience ?"

"Uh-huh,"I panted between athirst licks."Daddy 's going to make up you cum again before he fucks you."

"Oh, papa, yes ! I want that ! I 've thought of it so many times, humping my pillow !"She humped my oral cavity."Ooh, yes ! form me cum again ! I want to cum and cum and cum !"

Her budding white meat hardly jiggled as she writhed. But her pigtails flew, her head tossing back and forth. Her slender thighs tightened on my facial expression. She smeared her hot cunny up and down my rima oris as she thrashed.

My nozzle pressed into her pussy, breathing in her scent, as I tongued her hymen. My dick ached, still laborious, tidal bore to pop her cherry. To take a crap my little kitten into a woman. 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 joy, watching my daughter 's flushed organic structure writhed. She took such joy in it. Her moans echoed through the room. innocent passion that made my dick throb and ache. I could n't wait. I had to have her.

I slid up her organic structure, my workforce caressing her stomach. I nipped at her good nipple, loving the diminished nub in my mouth. It was a quarter the sizing of her mother 's. Then I kissed her, her hot cunt rubbing on my stomach as she tasted her juices newly from my mouth.

She thrust her glossa into me, thrashing and trembling. I wanted to restrain kissing her, but I had to fuck her. I broke the osculation, leaving us both heaving, and slid gamey up her body, my hard dick pressing into her barely legal vulva, so fatten with her arousal.

Our height difference made kissing impossible. Her case pressed into my chest as she humped against my dick. Her pure pussy caressed it as she held me. Her fingernails bit into my back as she groaned.

"nooky me, pa ! I need your tool in my cunny ! I want it so badly."

"kitty !"I groaned and thrust.

My pecker pressed and pressed on her Hymen. Her Virgo the Virgin chassis stretched, resisting my prick. She let out a whine of pain, her fingernails biting harder. I grit my tooth, hating hurting her, but I wanted to bury into her untasted depths.

With a growl, I rammed my coxa forward.

Her maidenhead stretched before me. Snapped.

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

"Daddy !"she moaned."Oh, Daddy, you 're so thick 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 halt moving. I love your dick in me, Daddy !"

I drew back my articulatio coxae and slammed into her cunt. She gasped, her pussy clenching again. Friction burned hot as I worked my putz through her miserly slit. I struggled to remember if her mother, over the track of our XXII long time of wedlock, had ever been this tight. Even back when we first met.

Kitty had the tightest cunny. I reveled in the grip of her eighteen-year-old snatch. heating system burned around my turncock as I pumped over and over into my daughter, robbing her of her innocence. Making her into a woman.

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

She kissed at my breast, licking and nibbling as I buried into her over and over. Every thrust sent rapture shooting down to my clod, a hot euphory bringing my cum closer to a furuncle. I groaned, nuts thwacking into her taint as I thrust.

She squirmed beneath me, stirring her hot cunny around my tool. Her pussy clenched when she moaned. Her thighs and arms held me tight. She bucked and wiggled, her minor mammilla sliding against my skin.

"papa !"she squealed over and over."nookie me, dad ! pappa !"

She could n't stop saying daddy. And every fourth dimension, my dick throbbed in her hardly sound cunny. I groaned, eagre to flood my girl 's snatch with my cum. Maybe even breed her. To plant a daughter in my girl 's cunt.

"shit !"I groaned."You 're going to feature Daddy 's babe, kitten !"

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

And then her pussy went idle. Her hot cunt spasmed about my dick. She writhed beneath me, juices gushing out of her kidnapping. My girl came on my putz, her hot pussy milking my shaft, eager for my incestuous seeded player to breed her.

I shuddered, slamming into her depths. My eyes rolled back into my psyche. The pleasance burned so hot through my balls. Her spasming pussy sucked on my putz as I drew back. My crackpot 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 finger soooo awesome !"

"You did, kitten !"I groaned, pleasance rushing through me.

Every blast of cum shot ecstasy through my organic structure. My cock unloaded into her while stars burst before my eyes. I savored my maiden taste of my daughter 's scarce legal puss. I reveled in it as my jizz flooded her fat depths.

And I had three other daughter to fuck. My own incestuous harem.

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

"That was the scoop thing ever, Daddy !"

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

"Make dear again ?"she asked, her pussy clenching on my dick.

"We have to go play with your sister and her friend."I licked my lips, picturing my blonde daughter and her dark-haired Quaker writhing in Lesbian passionateness."daddy has to love all his piffling girls."

"Yes, pappa,"she beamed at me.

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James Maxwell groaned as he slammed into Mindy 's fast profoundness, enjoying his eighteen-year-old girl 's kitty-cat wrapped about his turncock. He pumped away, her rung breasts jiggling. He savored his secondment barely legal pussy of the night. His second daughter.

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

"Mmm, now lick me clean,"Cindy moaned, lowering her cum-filled pussy to her matching sis 's mouth.

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

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

To be continued ...