Daddy 's Mind-Controlled daughter
A Story of the Institute of Apotheosis research
Chapter Six : Daddy Cuckolds the cheat
By mypenname3000
copyright 2017

banker's bill : Thanks to wrc264 for genus Beta reading this !

There was zilch like having a young girl 's puss on your putz while driving. Just feeling that hot, tight snatch clenching and relaxing, shifting as the car horde over any bumps, the way she whimpered in gross delight as my dick stirred around inside her. I had my arms wrapped around Pina, a nineteen-year-old Hispanic American trollop I claimed at the Christian church bacchanalia. Pina brought my burgeoning harem up to ten fair sex : my wife, my four girl, vitreous silica 's girlfriend, and four miss from my church 's juvenility group, including Marybeth, the youthfulness minister 's once virgin daughter.

I loved how fasting I slid into degeneracy once I had the power of mind control condition. Knowing I could make anyone do what I want had unshackled me from morality. Why did anyone do the right matter ? Because of the result. Humans were n't just. Not really. We just all feared what would pass off if we were bad. We 'd ruin our marriage, we 'd get arrested, we 'd lose our job, our household.

But now ...

"sea captain,"Pina whimpered in her Hispanic lilt, her soused cunt clenching on my dick as the minivan my wife drove hit a pothole. Barely legal snatch slid up and slammed back down my cock, silky rubbing burning around my shaft."Yes !"

"Enjoy my pop 's cock, slut,"Kitty, my vernal girl, moaned from the back.

There were a lot of moans coming from back there. With eight horny girls crowded into the two bench seats of the minivan, it was to be expected. All I could smell was hot pussy. They 'd leave stains on the upholstery as they fingered and sucked and played with each other.

I did n't care. They could ruin this minivan. I 'd just get a nicer one. One with Scotchgard seats.
"Yes, yes, delight your sea captain, strumpet,"my married woman hissed, driving one-handed, the other frigging her pussy."Work that hot slit on my husband 's dick."

"Yes, Mistress,"groaned Pina, her psyche arching, pressing back into my berm, her satiny hair brushing my impertinence.

"You are, whore,"I groaned, my bridge player cupping her piano, round breast. I squeezed them, loving how they jiggled as the minivan drove."You 're going to get another load of cum in that pussycat, slut."

"Yes !"she groaned."reach it all to me, Mr. Horne."

I would. I did n't cause to hold back. The nimbus, sent to me by the odd fellow at the Institute of nonpareil Research, not only gave me mind-control powers, but the nanites that infected my eubstance also gave my balls unlimited stamen and my consistency Energy Department. They made me better than human.

A god.

I sucked at her brown cervix, nibbling on it as I found her nipples, squeezing hard. She whimpered, her organic structure bucking, kitty tightening on my dick. That barely legal cunt slid up it again as my wife hit another bump. Pina 's rear slapped into my thighs as she slammed back down my dick.

screwing, I loved it.

"How much farther, Mom,"Rosie or Lily, our twin daughters, asked."I want Daddy to punish that mother fucker you fucked."

"We 're almost there,"Anne said, her voice throaty."I want that, too. He 's such a bad man to score me. I 'm married."

"And you were a bad married woman for letting him !"Kitty, our unseasoned girl, huffed.

"Your mother paid,"I groaned, choosing to forgive my wife. She only had her liaison because of my obsession with our daughters the hold up few days. As they blossomed, I could n't help but notice them, hope them. My married woman tried to get in unspoilt chassis for me, thinking that was the problem. When I did n't answer, her Pilates instructor, Scott, did.

"I did !"Anne groaned, cum from all the boy who 'd fucked her ass still leaking out of her ass. I could see the driver backside soaked in it.

I 'd never drive this vehicle again.

"Paid so hard !"she gasped. Her round titty bounced and jiggled. She groaned through clenched teeth, the minivan swerving side-to-side through the night streets of Alamogordo. Her climax burned so hard through her.

"And you 'll wee this evil Scott pay, wo n't you, Master,"groaned Pina.

"Yes,"I groaned, my dick aching, pounding, her barely legal cunt so hot and juicy on it."And you 're all going to watch."

"Yes !"she moaned then squealed.

Her pussy spasmed about my dick. Hot, youthful slit rippled about my cock, massaging it, hungry for my cum. I wanted to breed all my women. Well, not my wife. She 'd already given me four daughters. But the rest ... I wanted to put granddaughters in my girls'bellies.

"Fuck !"I grunted, picturing Rosie, Lily, Crystal, and Kitty all pregnant with my daughters, gripping their round bellies, beaming up at me with my cum splattered across their faces.

My jizz erupted from my cock. It pumped hard into Pina 's sleek snatch. I shuddered, squeezing the slut 's breasts hard as the pleasure surged through me. X surged into my mind. champion danced before my eyes.

I loved cumming in tight snatch.

"Master, yes,"Pina groaned."So much cum."

"daddy 's putting a baby in your belly,"squealed Kitty.

"Oh, yes, breed her, Daddy,"moaned Crystal."And keep on fingering my twat, Jessica !"

"Breed her, Daddy !"cheered both twins.

The other girls—Georgia, Marybeth, and Michelle—joined them, adding their own moaning refrain. My wife pulled her fingers out from between her thighs, gave me a smiling as she slowed the minivan.

"Finished just in metre, hun,"she said, turning into a driveway."This is it."

I stared at the two fib house, the exterior faded, knock stucco, Gy trim around the doors and windowpane. I shook my read/write head, anger surging through me. Not only had this Scott fucked my wife, but he had a wife and daughter of his own.

His own womanhood. He did n't need to poach mine.

"Master !"gasped Pina, her voice tight with pain."You 're squeezing my titty too hard."
I relaxed my hands and gave her a candy kiss on the neck. I wanted to suppress the man 's throat. But killing him ... That would n't make him suffer. No, no, he needed to see the gut-twisting shock of being cuckolded, of learning another man 's cum trickled out of his wife. Witnessing her betrayal.

"Let 's go,"I grinned, throwing open the passenger door.

"Yes,"Pina said, sounding happy again. I wanted all my mind-controlled girls, especially my girl, to be well-chosen being my slut. I gave them the command to find joy in serving me, and they did, my insight rewriting theirs.

I really wanted to learn how these nanites worked. I furrowed my hilltop. Why would the Institute give these out ? Why not keep them for themselves ? And who else were they giving it out to ? Their flyer mentioned eleven early people.

Twelve in total. Why 12 ?

"Honey ?"my wife said."You 're just staring ahead. Thinking about missile again ?"

"Just about how I became a god,"I said.

She rubbed my arm."How did you ?"

"A tech company sent me their product,"I told her."To me and eleven others."

"twelve, huh ? That 's the telephone number of the church."

I gave her a look.

"You know, in Christian and Hebrew numerology. Twelve represents both Israel, you know the 12 tribes, and then later on the christian Christian church. Like, the high priest had the twelve gemstones on his breastplate."

"And the twelve zodiac signs,"Rosie added. The two twins stood at the room access. I could only tell them apart by the most subtle of differences between their faces."You know, each clan had their own zodiac sign. Like Juda, the kindred of Rex David and Jesus Christ, is Leo."

"Huh,"I said."Sounds like the sorta new age stuff the company that sent it to me believes in."

"come on, Daddy, there 's a homewrecker to penalize,"Lily said."That asshole in there tried to slip Mom from us."

Anger surged through me. These questions really did n't matter. I had the powers, and I would use them."Right. Lead on."

My twins walked hand-in-hand before me up to the threshold. Like everyone else, they were naked. The New Mexico night warm sufficiency. I watched their selfsame nookie sway back and forth as they walked up to the front door, licking my lips.

They did have such gorgeous asses.

Kitty rang the bell when I arrived. The relaxation of my naked harem parting to let me up to the front. The buzzer chimed through the house, ringing over and over. It was late, retiring midnight. I bet that whoreson Robert Scott and his pathetic married woman were asleep.

"Ring it again,"I growled.

"Yes !"pool hissed. The petite girl jabbed the bell so hard, her blonde pigtails bounced around her shoulder. She held it down, the doorbell tolling over and over.

"ass hell !"roared from inside, a lightsome flooding on from upstairs, outcry coming through an open window.

Footsteps thudded down stair. A get off flared on the first story, bleeding through the arch window at the top of the threshold. A deadbolt lock twisted, then the door ripped open. A buff guy in Edward White boxers decorated in hearts stood in the doorway, a baseball game bat held in his hand.

"What do you ..."His words trailed off, seeing me and ten naked girls on his porch."What the piece of ass ?"

"My husband is n't glad that you seduced me and fucked me !"Anne hissed."You tried to steal me from my hubby !"

"You 're Anne 's ..."colouring drained from his face. Though he had strength, and a baseball bat, the sight of a naked man on his porch unnerved him. He backed up then tried to slam the door closed in my face.

"block !"I snarled, my mentation prickling hard.

The door kept closing as he froze. I caught it with my hired man and pushed it open. It smacked his undefendable palm. He tottered, his muscles locked in billet, his brain interpreting my instruction as a complete freeze. ineffective to make a motion, he fell onto the undercoat with a loud grunt.

Good.

"George C. Scott ?"a womanhood called from upstairs. I saw denudate ft and the hem of a Edward Douglas White Jr. gown with soft-blue daisies."Are you okay ?"

"Everything 's fine, Ma'am,"I told her."You have nada to be afraid of. Get your daughter and bring together us in the living room."

"My daughter ?"she asked then her footstep retreated, having to obey me even if she did n't understand why.

I stepped into the house, standing over Sir Walter Scott. I stared down at him. So fucking handsome and strong. He had that chiseled look at place on the concealment of a bodice-ripper Latinian language novel. All he lacked was the recollective, flowing hair. His dingy eyes stared up at me, his body trembling.

His shorts grew dark.

"He 's pissing himself,"chortled Kitty. My young came up beside me, bouncing up and down, her budding knocker jiggling, nipples hard."That 's right. My dad 's here to make you pay."She kicked him in the arm.

I doubt he felt it. Kitty could n't consider more than a c pounds soaking wet.

She even winced, flexing her cute toes.

"Get your ass up, go sit down in the living room, Scott,"I snarled."Now !"

My thoughts burned again, his mind resisting my commands. He moved though, staring at me in terror. He fled from the room, leaving a puddle on the grey, stone floor of his entrance that abutted against cream carpet. The baseball game bat clattered from his manus, rolling on the carpet.

"Eww,"crystal said, stepping around the puddle. She moved with her girl Jessica on one side and Georgia the cheerleader on the former. She had her coat of arms around both girls waist like she had her own mini-harem inside of mine. My nineteen-year-old, blond child shook her head."How pitiable. A really man would n't piss himself, asshole !"

"Piss himself ?"a woman asked."Oh, my god, you 're all naked."

"Oh, wow !"a younger girl exclaimed."What 's going on, Mom ?"

"I do n't know, honey."

Dred Scott 's married woman walked down the stairs, pulling their daughter after her. The little girl, XVIII, wore boy short pants that left her tan, coltish stage exposed. Her dark hair fell about her shoulders of the pink babydoll jersey she wore, her center round as they stared at my gruelling cock thrusting before me, glistening with Pina 's juices.

"Is it a naturist political party ?"the girl asked."Are you and Dad swingers ? But they 're all my age. What 's going on ?"

"I do n't cognise, Opal !"the mother snapped. She was a light-skinned, Black adult female, her skin the hue of brown coffee tree, rich and creamy. She had her hair braided in long words across her scalp and falling down her dorsum as she walked by to the life room."What 's going on, Robert Falcon Scott ?"

"I do n't have it off,"the hubby said, his part tight.

"So do something !"the woman snapped as she entered the support room. She froze for a moment. Then she pulled her daughter to her and bolted for the former passing out the elbow room, rid since she completed my command.

"Do n't exit !"I shouted."Go sit down and relax on the couch. Same for your daughter."

She stumbled to a stoppage then her and her daughter both headed for the couch. Opal gave me a trembling look, her heart so wide. She sat down beside her female parent, squirming, rubbing her hired man on her tan thighs.

"pappa,"she whimpered.

"Scott, what is going on ?"the wife demanded again.

"I do n't know, Denise,"he roared at her, trying to dissemble the fearfulness sweating off of him.

"But you do know, Robert Scott,"I said, grabbing Anne and leading her into the livelihood elbow room, my harem trailing behind her."You know exactly why I 'm here."I grabbed my wife 's tits, brushing the wickedness marks left by George C. Scott 's mouth on her bosom tonight."Do n't you recognize one of your student from your Pilate 's class tonight ?"

"But you did n't give a grade ..."Denise trailed off, staring at her husband then back at my wife."You sonuvabitch !"She tried to throw herself at him, but could n't get up from the couch. She bent over at the waistline, digit clawing the air between them."You say me you 'd never do it again !"

"Oh, I have a tactual sensation he 's been doing it a lot,"I growled, squeezing my wife 's tits."Thinking he could lay claim early men 's wives. That he could nonplus his gumshoe in their cunts."

"If I could impress, I would stamp out you !"Denise snarled at her husband. Then she whipped her nous around, braided whisker flying behind her. She glared at me."Why ca n't I move ?"

"dada 's a god,"pot grinned.

"You have to obey him,"Crystal purred."I guess that makes me a goddess. Since I 'm his daughter."

"Ooh, yes,"Jessica moaned."A goddess is fingering my asshole."

"So hot,"GA groaned in agreement.

My shaft twitched.

"I bet you want to get back at your husband,"I said to the wife.

She arched an eyebrow at me, then at the cleaning woman around me."You 're going to get me bed you."

"All while your husband spotter. He 'll acquire what it 's like when another man fucks his wife."I glanced at Robert Falcon Scott."Do you jazz your wife ?"

"Of course of study,"he said.

"And how many adult female have you cheated on her with ?"

"Thirteen,"he said, wincing as his wife screeched.

"If you 're going to have intercourse me, then do it !"Denise snarled at me. Then she glared at her husband."XIII ! XIII ! All those cyprian at your Pilate class ! You are such a cock-sucker, Robert Falcon Scott !"

Opal just whimpered, melting into the put by her mother.

I winked at her."Opal, relax. You do n't have to feel bad. You feel good. Horny."My intellection prickled."Your pussy 's getting wet and itching to be touched."

Opal 's babydoll t-shirt, clinging to her conic breast, dimpled as her nipple hardened. She suddenly rubbed her hands on her tan thigh, shifting beside her mother who was literally spitting madness at her husband, trying to claw him again.

"Scott, you love your wife with all your essence. You desire her. You want her to be faithful."My thoughts prickled."The only when somebody you love as a good deal is your daughter, whom you want to always be everlasting, to always be your piffling girl and never a whore. Just your virgin child girl."

"I do,"he said."Please, dearest, I love you. I 'm sorry. I wo n't jockey ever again."

"No, you will never cheat again,"I grinned."But your wife will. Denise, come here and breastfeed my dick. Show your husband how much more you love my cock than his."

"Gladly,"Denise purred while my thinking prickled.

"Tell him that you 're my working girl now."

"Scott, I 'm his whore,"the Joseph Black woman said, rising, her nipples hardening against her nightgown."I just want to suck his shaft. To worship him. Mmm, such a near prick than yours."

I liked her improv.

"Denise,"whimpered Scott."No, no, you ca n't do this. You 're my wife."

"But I 'm his working girl. He makes my pussy so wet. He 's not a detestable asshole like you !"Denise pulled off her nightgown as she came closer. I definitely loved her improv.

She wore only a span of panties beneath, white and plain, contrasting against her rich, John Brown skin. Her round breasts bounced as she moved, her nipples coal-dark and hard. She licked her lips, falling to her articulatio genus before me. She opened her mouth and sucked on my dick.

Scott flinched as she moaned about my cock, sucking with noisy mania. She put such enthusiasm into her cock sucking, tasting Pina 's spicy pussy as she bobbed her backtalk on my shaft. Tears fell down Winfield Scott 's face.

Anne fell to her articulatio genus beside Denise."That 's it. Suck my husband 's turncock. It 's fun being his whore, is n't it ?"

Denise moaned about my dick.

"And your hubby deserves this. long dozen women. What a pig. He preyed on me. Seduced me when I was vulnerable and crying about my marriage. Can you believe that ?"

Denise sucked harder, bobbing her mouth. I groaned, the pleasure surging up my gumshoe, my balls tightening as the married womanhood sucked me before her war cry cuckold. I grinned at Scott. He kept trying to calculate away, but could n't.

A reprobate enchantment animated his typeface, keeping him watching his wife even as it twisted his guts. pain sensation wracked his look. His hands squeezed the armrest of his recliner, the leather creaking beneath his fingers. I savored his abasement, remembering that gut-sickening view of his cum dripping out of my wife 's cunt.

"That 's it, whore,"I growled."Show your husband how much you love my cock. Love me. You 're happy to be my whore."

Denise groaned, swirling her tongue about the crown of my putz. She wiggled her hips, bobbing her backtalk, slurping, sucking. Her bridge player stroked the theme of my dick and fondled my clod, massaging my nuts.

eager for my cum.

delight surged through me. I trembled. Behind me, my girl and sluts moaned and gasped, playing with each other, fingerbreadth sluicing through hot cunts or ramming into tight arsehole. Girls whimpered in pleasance, mouths sucking on hard nipples or lapping at juicy snatches.

"Your wife is so eagre for my cum,"I groaned at Scott."She ca n't wait to savour it. And she 'll take back every drop. How does that make you experience ?"

My thoughts tingled.

"Like diddley,"he groaned, the words torn from his mouth."I ca n't believe she would just suck your dick. I thought she loved me."He whimpered."I love you, dear. Please, we can make this out. I 'm weakly. I wo n't do it again. You do n't ingest to do this."

Denise kept sucking, bobbing, hungry for my cum. She stroked my dick faster and faster. Her tongue caressed the tip of my stopcock, probing the slit before she slid her lips down as far as she could. Her buttock hollowing, the suction reaching into my orb, my cum boiling.

I shuddered, my eye alighting on Opal. She watched her mother in awe, squirming more. My mastery to suit horny had her gripping her second joint. Her helping hand kept sliding high and high, wanting to rub at her hot pussy through her boy shorts.

"Fuck !"I groaned, eager to love her before her Padre. I hoped she was a virgin.

My cock erupted. My cum fired into Denise 's mouth. The married adult female groaned, squeezing my chunk as she sucked out every drop-off of jizz I had. She swallowed it, gulping noisily. Pleasure surged through me.

Robert Scott whimpered again, more than snag falling down his face."Oh, god, Denise. I 'm so sorry. Please, please, stopover. I love you."

Denise slipped her mouth off my dick, panting."well, I 'm his whore now. You wanted to fuck every slut who spread her thigh for you, so I 'm going to enjoy this dick ! Mmm, it 's prominent than yours. And his cum ... I 'll have it away his cum. I 'll swallow every driblet of his !"

"I bet you want this pecker in your pussy, just fucking you hard."

"So badly."She licked the tip of my dick.

I grinned at her."When was the last time your married man pounded you like a slut ?"

"Too long !"she groaned."Now I know why. Too busy fucking lady of pleasure like your wife."

"I 'm only my husband 's cyprian now,"Anne moaned. Then she leaned down and sucked on the Negro woman 's darkness nipple.

Denise groaned, her stallion soundbox squirming. She grinned up at me."So, you want to bed my married pussy like I 'm a slut."

"You are a loose woman,"I groaned."You 're my slovenly woman. And you love that."A tiny prickling across my brain.

"I love being your hussy,"she moaned in agreement.

"I 'm going to fuck you so hard while your daughter watches. She has to acquire how to please me, too."

Denise 's eye widened as harder pricks crossed my mind."Of line she does. Mmm, Opal, watch mum use up his cock."Then she rolled over onto her paw and human knee, her pap popping out of my married woman 's mouth.

Anne followed it, ducking down onto her back and latching onto the brown nub. My wife sucked at it, making Denise groaned. She wiggled her rosehip, a black-furred slit beckoning between her thighs, woolly pubic hair's-breadth drenched by her juices.

More trickled down her thighs.

"soul 's horny for your pecker, pappa,"giggled Kitty.

"Denise,"croaked Scott.

"Ooh, yes, watch him fuck me,"groaned Denise."This man knows how to treat a woman like a harlot. I bet those sluts you fucked would never do this. Would never sleep together you before their husband. But that 's how wet he makes me !"

Opal groaned. George C. Scott blubbered.

I fell to my knees behind her, my cock nudging her pussy."I 'm going to bask your married woman 's cunt every day. And I have good news, Scott. I need someone to do work around my house. chore, yard oeuvre, that sort of shit. All that clobber 's beneath a god. You 'll get to be around your wife and daughter, watching them be my fancy woman, hearing them groan, witnessing them writhing with my wife, my daughters, and my others sluts.

"Does n't that sound great ?"

For some understanding, Scott disagreed.

I rammed into his wife 's slit, cuckolding him. He groaned, his font turning putting surface as he watched her head throw back in rapture. A purring moan rose from her pharynx. Her hot, married snatch clenched on my dick. She wiggled her hips, humping back into me, loving my cock.

I gripped her hip joint, pounding her so hard, loving every moment of being in her pussy. My crotch smacked over and over into her butt-cheeks. They rippled and danced as I plowed into her. slick friction burned around my cock, the delight of a married cleaning woman 's cunt pleasing my dick.

While her cuckold watched and blubbered.

"Oh, George C. Scott, yes !"howled his married woman."Oh, tinker's dam, he knows how to fuck ! He 's stirring my pussy up. I love his cock so much. I 'm going to cum so hard on it ! I have n't had a right orgasm from you in years ! If you had n't fucked all those sluts, I 'd still be your congregation wife !

"Now I 'm his cyprian !"

"Denise, I 'm regretful,"he blubbered again.

"Not sorry enough to keep your dick in your pants !"she hissed, her slit clenching hard on my cock.

I groaned, savoring it. My wife sucked noisily on Denise 's nipples as I plowed her consistency. I savored the auditory sensation and the wet glide of my dick through her pussy. Heat boiled around me, her snatch getting hotter and hotter as I plowed her. My Lucille Ball thwacked into her clitoris, swelling with another lode of cum to baste her married depths.

To breed her. Walter Scott would take in to watch his married woman grow pregnant with my tyke. And when she was born, he 'd birth to change her napkin along with all the other family task. He 'd be my slave forever, never getting to touch the cleaning woman he loved, but forever witnessing her being my whore.

"Fuck !"I snarled, thrusting hard, the pleasure surging through me.

"Plow her, dad,"the counterpart moaned together.

Out of the street corner of my centre, I saw them tribbing each other, Lily on top of Rosie, their big teat pillowed together. They ground their clits together, gasping, moaning, sharing incestuous candy kiss with each other.

"roll in the hay the jade, Daddy !"groaned quartz. She stood trembling as Empire State of the South ate her snap and Jessica devoured her whoreson. Behind her, pot, Marybeth, and Pina daisy-chained, feasting on each other 's hot pussies.

"Make her cum on your peter, pappa !"moaned the twins.

"Do it, Michael,"my married woman moaned between sucking."Mmm, she loves your dick."

"So much !"Denise groaned."Oh, yes, Michael, your dick is amazing. I 'm going to cum so hard on it."

"Do it !"I snarled."You 're my whore. You 're going to stimulate this dick in you all the time. You 're going to be bred."

"Then I better stop taking the pill,"she groaned, her pussy clenching hard."Oh, fuck, Scott, yes ! I 'm cumming on his awesome dick !"

"Denise,"whimpered Scott as his wife 's pussycat went furious about my dick.

"piece of tail, yes,"I growled."Nothing like feeling a espouse fair sex 's cunt spasm about your putz, eh, Scott ? Denise will consecrate me this delight whenever I want it."

"Whenever !"she moaned, her pussy sucking at my rooster."Cum in me. I need it so badly. Flood me with all your jizz !"

"Master,"my wife moaned."Call him passkey. He owns you now, slut."

"Cum in me, passe-partout !"

I grunted, slamming into the splice woman 's spasming snap. The pleasure surged through me. Her hot snatch sucked at my hawkshaw. I groaned, my bollock tightening as they smacked into her clit. The pressure sensation built.

Her puss writhed about my cock.

I erupted.

"nookie !"I snarled.

My body heaved as my bollock unload. Hot cum fired over and over into Denise 's get married snatch. Scott groaned, More tears falling down his case. I shuddered, basting his wife 's married pussy. Every flack sent a spasm through my body. I groaned, pleasure combustion through my thoughts.

My hands tightened on Denise 's pelvic arch. delight surged through me. I loved emasculating him.

"So good,"his married woman whimpered, her purulent milking out the finally drops of my cum."Oh, Scott, that 's how you fuck a get married fair sex. Ooh, I bet none of the cocotte you fucked ever came so hard."

"I did n't,"Anne giggled."He 's rather pathetic. If I was n't so vulnerable and dispirited, I 'd never receive enjoyed him."

I think I loved my wife even more right now. I should experience paid to a greater extent attention to her. But now we could both enjoy our girl nubile, youthful bodies. My dick twitched in Denise 's cunt. I pulled out of her.

"Stand up,"I groaned."Show your husband my jizz dripping out of you. Let him see the cogent evidence that you cuckolded him."

"Gladly,"she said, interpreter throaty.

I groaned as she rose, her half-dozen braids swaying about her back, moving with sinuate, sultry grace. Her back rippled. Then she stood lofty before her husband, legs spread wide, White cum dribbling down her coffee-brown thighs.

"Mmm, more of that yummy cum,"she groaned, swiping up my jizz on her finger, bringing it to her mouth.

Her husband whimpered again.

Then my similitude were on her. The wife gasped, pulled down as the two athirst vixens buried their faces between her thighs, lapping up my cum. Their identical, dimpled nookie wiggled at me. Their own thighs soaked with their pussy juices.

My wife shifted then her lingua lapped at my hammer, cleaning the other wife 's pussy off of me."Mmm, Sir Walter Scott, your wife has a such a yummy taste cunt. I 'm so gladiola she 's my husband 's lady of pleasure now. It 's only average. I fucked your pathetic cock."She stared up at me, such sorrow in her center."I 'm so sorry, Michael."

I stroked through her John Brown hair."You 're forgiven, hun. I love you."

My wife licked my peter again, her eyes flicking towards the lounge."Are you going to play with Opal now ?"

I grinned at her."What a wanton slut was lurking inside of you."

"You just had to free her."Then she engulfed the tip of my cock.

"George C. Scott, denude your daughter for me. register me her virginal, stark soma. I 'm going to rifle her."

"Oh, yes,"Opal whimpered, her paw almost rubbing at her crotch now."I want to be fucked like Mom !"

"You 'll love being his cyprian, child,"groaned Denise, writhing as my twins devoured her snatch.

George C. Scott blubbered as he stood and stumbled towards his girl. Opal stretched with leonine state of grace, her back arching. I wondered if she performed gymnastics. She had the petite, leggy flesh for it. She raised her hands, almost like a gymnast at the end of her routine.

"Strip me naked for him, Dad."

"No, babe,"he groaned."You ca n't do this. You 're daddy 's little girlfriend. You ca n't let him disturb you."

Even as he objected, his manpower pulled her rap babydoll t-shirt off, exposing her conelike, tan chest, her nipples lighter than her mother 's but still brown. They were also gusty, her areolas swollen around her nubs.

"Thank you, Dad,"she purred as Scott fell to his knees before her.

"Please, child,"he groaned."You 're only eighteen. You ca n't do this."

"But I want to, Dad. He made me so wet. I want to be his tart, too. Just like Mom !"

My pecker ached and throbbed as my wife fluffed me, keeping me grueling and ready for her. Then Scott pulled off his daughter 's boy shorts, revealing the soft down feather of her pubic hair, as night as her hair, and soaked by her virgin juices. He worked them down, moving slow, wanting to put off his daughter 's deflowering for as long as possible.

I groaned, such depraved theme shooting through my mind as Opal stepped her dainty, right animal foot out of her boy trunks. Then her left field. Then she stood naked, her conelike breast jiggling as she bounced on the balls of her feet.

"Scott, go sit down and watch,"I grinned.

He retreated, clutching his daughter 's boy underdrawers in his hands.

"And Opal, sit on your mother 's face. Let 's realise indisputable your pussy 's ready for my pecker. Have your mother lick you to an orgasm."

My intellection prickled at that.

"But she 's my female parent !"Opal gasped, heading to her female parent anyways.

"She 's my daughter !"groaned Denise.

"But you both love incest,"I told them, my persuasion burning harder."You 're both my adulteress, you love me and all the women in my harem. Including each other."

"Oh, yes, Mom, I want you to work my kitty-cat,"Opal said, her mental capacity accepting my bidding. She moved faster to her mother and plopped her pussy on Denise 's lip."love me, Mom."

Scott cried more, watching his pure, innocent missy being violated by the adult female he loved. My dick throbbed in my wife 's backtalk. As much as I liked Anne sucking, Opal 's mouth, opened wide in obscene pleasure, beckoned.

I pulled my cock from my married woman 's rim and moved to Opal. The eighteen-year-old grinned, grabbing my dick and bringing it to her mouth. She sucked my dick with ease. I had a feeling she 'd at least given a blowjob to a boy.

"She 's no stranger to sucking dick,"I groaned, my dick aching in her back talk."She loves your married woman 's pussy juices, too. Just sucking them off my dick And the way she 's moaning."I grinned."Your married woman 's devouring her pussy."

"Mmm, she is,"Anne groaned, crawling to fall in us. She hugged Opal from behind, pressing her ivory breasts into the tan girl 's rachis."That 's it. Suck your master 's cock. He 's going to pop your cherry and ready you irrupt with that shaft."

Opal only shuddered and bucked on her mother 's mouth. The horny girl moaned about my dick, oculus rolling back in her head. I shuddered, realizing she already climaxed. So turned on by watching Denise fuck me, it did n't take more than a few licks from her mother 's lingua to set her off.

"Yes !"Denise moaned.

"Drink her juices,"my twins cooed."Ooh, lap through her cunny."

"That 's the pleasure my hubby 's whores get,"my married woman moaned, cupping the fille 's tan breasts. My wife squeezed them."Keep moaning, sweetie. Let my hubby finger your pleasure humming about his dick."

"I 'm feeling it,"I groaned, my chunk tightening. My married woman 's fluffing kept me on the edge, and Opal 's hot moans as she experienced her first incestuous coming burned pleasure down to my balls.

My cock throbbed. I pulled it out of her mouth and erupted across her tan font. She gasped, eyes squeezing shut in shock. My cum basted her face, coating her flesh in pearly lines and dribbling globs. She shuddered, grinding her hot pussy on her mother 's sassing as I unloaded on her face.

I shuddered, stroking my tool still slick with her female parent 's juices. Her tongue flicked across her lip, tasting my cum. Her middle widened. She licked more, then her finger were scooping up my cum, bringing the pearly-white old salt to her hungry lips.

"Mmm, honey, contribution that with your mother,"Anne moaned."twist over and let her lick you clean while you point that Virgo the Virgin snatch at my husband."

"Yes, ma'am,"Opal groaned.

I glanced at Scott as his daughter shifted around."What 's it like seeing your married woman and daughter loving me ?"

"It 's horrible,"Walter Scott groaned."I 'm sorry. I only fucked your wife a few sentence. She was n't even that good of a lay."

Anger surged in me."My wife is an amazing screwing if you know how to make her purr."

"He did n't,"Anne moaned, leaning over to drub a glob of cum beading the tip of my dick.

My cock throbbed. Oh, yes, it was the right hand decision to forgive my wife. She made this even more exquisite. His wife and his lover both preferred me. And his daughter dripped for my rooster. As Denise licked my jizz off Opal 's face, the footling strumpet wiggled her ass, her virgin cunt aching for my dick.

So I moved around to dedicate it to her.

Kitty appeared, her fount smeared with Marybeth 's snatch cream. She grabbed my putz."Let me assist you pop her cherry, papa. It 's the bestest Opal. You 're going to love it."

I shivered, my youngest guiding my stopcock to youthful, virgin snatch. vitreous silica appeared on the other side, her blonde hair falling loose about her articulatio humeri. Her eyes shone up at me as she grabbed my dick too.

"ass her hard, daddy,"she beamed."I 'm so glad you 're a god."

I grinned down at my blonde child then groaned, the duet rubbing my dick against hot, virgin cunny. I felt Opal 's hymen. She kissed her mother now, my wife, stroking the girl 's back, beaming at me, eager for me to impair the slut.

Scott kept crying on his reclining chair, his daughter 's boy shorts balled up in his fist.

I gave him a triumphant facial expression and stole his girl 's virginity.

Opal moaned into her female parent 's mouth as her cerise popped. Her untouched deepness engulfed my dick. Her puss squeezed down hard on my shaft. I shuddered, my eyes rolling back into my head as I savored her pussy wrapped about my rooster. I groaned, sliding so deeply into her. Her hot anatomy clung to me, gripping my cock, making me ache and shudder. My eyes rolled back into my head, her pussy clamping down on my dick.

"dada !"she whimpered."My buff 's fucking me ! He 's fucking me so hard. His dick is in me !"

"But you 're supposed to be my little daughter forever,"groaned her Father of the Church."Not a woman of the street like you mother !"

"I love being a whore like Mom !"she howled, her snatch clenching down hard on my dick.

I grunted, fucking her harder and harder, plowing my rooster deep into her pussycat. My balls thwacked over and over into her clit, her barely sound cunt gripping my tool. My mitt slid up her side, reaching down to cup her conical titty, feeling her puffy nipple against my palms.

She moaned, kissing her mother. Denise groaned into her daughter 's candy kiss, her hand gripping the spine of Opal 's straits. She bucked and writhed on my similitude'licking tongues, grinding her hot cunt against Rosie 's and Lily 's thirsty mouths.

Georgia and Jessica sixty-nined while Marybeth and Pina scissored their legs together, humping against each other hard. They grinned at me as I broke in the fresh appendage of my hareem. Opal 's pussy clenched hard on my hawkshaw, the friction so intense.

"I love breaking in new pussy,"I groaned.

"Mmm, I bet it 's amazing,"quartz moaned, my light-haired youngster grinding her hot pussy on my hip.

"Yes, yes, yes,"puss gasped, her kitty-cat on my other hip, smearing her juices around, her George W. Bush ticklish."Fuck her, Daddy."

My two daughters threw their arms around my neck opening, kissing at my cheeks, quartz glass 's small bosom rubbing on my English. I shuddered, savoring the oestrus of their cunts and their wet lips as I plowed Opal. They made this present moment even more perfect.

My wife kissed at Opal 's spine, licking between the girl 's butt-cheeks. Opal gasped, my married woman 's tongue rimming her asshole, making the girl squeal. I think Anne had really come to revalue anal sex tonight.

"Cum in her kitty-cat, pop,"Kitty moaned in my ear, grinding her hot cunny harder on my hip."Ooh, yes, do it."

"Do it, dad !"gasped Crystal.

"Cum in my daughter,"moaned Denise, her coffee-brown tit heaving as the Twin Falls kept her cumming.

"Yes,"I growled, burying deep, glancing at Sir Walter Scott, a sick aspect on his expression. He knew his daughter was forever my whore.

My balls tightened. I plowed into her and erupted.

My cum flooded her untasted, fertile deepness. I shuddered, my dick throbbing, cum spurting out of me. My two daughters moaned into my ears, their juice flooding hot down my thighs, joining me in rapture.

"He 's cumming in me, Daddy !"moaned Opal."And his wife 's sucking on my butt-hole. I ... I ..."

"Cum, honey,"cooed Denise."Cum on Michael 's big stopcock !"

"Yes !"she howled.

And then hot, blotto cunny spasmed on my shaft. My eyes rolled back into my head at the unexpected delight. I shuddered, gripping her conical breasts harder, the transport flooding through my mind.

Her cunt milking my cock, drawing out every drop of my ejaculate to fertilize her depths.

I loved being a god. My daughters nibbled on my spike, moaning their joy while my cum basted my Modern whore. I groaned, silly exhilaration surging through me. I had fucked so much tonight.

"tinker's dam,"I groaned, my delight cresting."tinker's dam, Dred Scott, you raised a mightily amercement lady of pleasure. She 's going to save me happy."

"I am,"she moaned in Adam, still cumming.

I grinned at Scott."This is why you never fuck other men 's wife. Do you understand ?"

He nodded his head word."Please, please release them. Let them free."

"Why would I ever do that ?"I asked."They 're mine."

"Yours,"Denise breathed.

"See,"I grinned at him. Maybe one day, I 'd ingest ruth on the asshole. Maybe after I tormented him enough, made him ascertain his wife and girl being my harlot for a few calendar month, maybe a twelvemonth, I 'd let him go.

Or maybe not. It was so hot.

My gumshoe throbbed in Opal 's pussy. I drew back my rose hip, bore to fire another load into her cunt. After all, I wanted all my women bred. They had gods and goddesses to bear.

Me, and the others who received the anchor ring, would change the world.

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"Mom,"Alex groaned as he cradled Deidre Icke, chairperson of the Institute of Apotheosis enquiry, on his lap."He 's still going."

"He 's a god,"Alexis, Alex 's Twin Falls, giggled. She sat on her father 's lap.

Deidre glanced at her ex-husband, her arse still throbbing from her punishment."I wonder what the next god or goddess will teach us."

"I should get my daughter channeling to find out,"James Maxwell said from behind, his two Gemini sitting on his lap."After they 've rested."

Deidre glanced behind her, Mindy and Cindy cuddled up to their father 's naked chest, asleep."I think they 've earned a rest. This god had quite the appetite."

"He did, Mom,"Alex said, tightening his arms around her waist, his cock growing hard again, prodding at her asshole.

Deidre smiled. She hoped the next god taught brother/sister incest was okay. But until then, she 'd make sure enough her son 's tool was fully satiated. Three of the new graven image revealed. ball club more to go. I wish you were here, sir, to see the new age dawn.

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