Mind-Control scanty

level dozen : Virgin cerise Delight

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

notation : Thanks to Alex for beta reading this !

The music pulsing through the house stirred the figure 's antediluvian soul. Though the euphony was modern font, made with electronics and possessing alien audio, the beat it created was primal. Something passed down and down and down through the generations of men from dim antiquity. The figure wanted to dance. To racket in the music and to indulge in the hormone permeating the room.

The figure was crashing a college house party.

College students flocked around, drinking beer and smoke marijuana. The sour-sweet tang of the drug mixed with the sugary olfactory property of wine coolers. They laughed. Cheered. It passed a pair of girls making out in the keep way, stripped down to their bras. This was the perfect place to bequeath its newest creation.

It held in its hand a goody and pristine pair of step-in. Something cut for a schoolgirl to wear, full of all that virginal promise. A band of T. H. White lace encircled it and it had two words written in the lustrous, ruby-red coloring material : cerise Tart.

The anatomy fought the rush to ascertain the two miss kissing. They were doing it willingly, mostly. One was stoned and the other almost wino, but it was n't from its legerdemain. It was n't the same as overrefinement and turning and molding miss into new beings. To show them dissimilar delights. The girl upstairs, its target, had experienced so many of them already.

With endeavour, it dragged itself away and slipped up the stairs, ignored by the college young moving up and down. They did n't give the trope another glance. It was nonde***********. Alien but everyday. They twisted their torso to let it pass, not breaking their conversations or looking up from their earphone. On the second floor, the sounds of sex and shouting grew louder and louder. Boys were cheering. There was a girl in there, a slut writhing in passion.

siren white had a cock in all three of her holes. The nineteen-year-old girl was a old stager of being gang-banged. She reveled in hedonistic lust. Her large breasts bounced before her as she rode up and down on Bruce 's thick turncock. The mixed-race youth gripped her hip as she worked up and down his prick. Ryan fucked her from bum, a marvellous, twenty-year-old boy with a goatee. Nate was the one eating Delilah his prick. He was curtly, his Negro haircloth buzzed short-circuit like a soldier 's and possessed the compact soma of a wrestler.

"That 's it, suck that dick,"he ground as the fig dropped the special distich of panties on Delilah 's discarded wear. In the process, it snatched up her treat thong, a strip show of inglorious material that did n't seem like it could cover anything.

The trope wanted to delay. To watch her fornication. The anatomy had architectural plan, a new idea to test with this pair of step-in. Something beyond just changing her personality.

It wanted to see if it could shape her body.

It took one last aspect at her bleached-blonde hair dancing about her side as she sucked and moaned and shuddered through her side by side orgasm.

Then the physique was gone.

Sometime later, when all the guy have finished using her and temptress was sobering up, she stumbled towards her clothing. So much jizz spilled down out of her hole. The touchwood dribbled from her ass. It ran down her second joint. It coated her.

Dad 's going to be so pissed when I get home, she thought with some glee, aching to bedevil her activeness in his face. Ever since her mother died, her beginner sought to assure her. She hated it.

She bent down and snagged up the panties.

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

She snorted and stepped into them.

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Delilah E. B. White

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

Cherry Tart.

Real subversive. These were something a virgin who wanted to hazard that she was a bad girl would buy at Hot Topic. I rolled my eyes as I drew them up my legs. I savored the strange tingling running through me. I smirked as I felt the cum leaking out of me. At least I would defile these. Whatever dumb daughter left hers behind, I would take up joy in ruining them.

I smiled as I drew the panties higher and in high spirits. I shuddered as it slid up my second joint, smearing the cum as it went. The seminal fluid was soaking the framework now. More thrill rippled through me. And then I pulled them up over my rear end. I snapped the cincture down on my skin and ...

I shuddered, squeaking. I was naked. There were male child snoring around me. I gasped, my hand covering my breasts. They were growing smaller. Why were they so big ? I had pocket-sized chest. fiddling boobies. My nerve burned. I shook my head, noticing, for a minute, that my ignition lock looked blonde and not my common brown. I groaned. As I darted my hands down to catch my apparel, I wondered why I was naked.

Oh, God, did I have sex ?

My Virgo the Virgin snatch clenched. I could n't have had sex. I was a arrant girl. A good girl. Oh, my daddy was going to be so mad. I had to get out of here. I grabbed my bra, sliding it on. For a minute, it seemed too big. And black. I did n't own smutty bras.

Then it was Andrew D. White and small and fit my A-cup chest perfectly.

I fastened it and then grabbed my skirt. A quiver rippled from my scanty. I frowned at my buttocks. Why was my annulus so short circuit and ...

I breathed in as relief filled me. What was wrong with me ? This skirt clearly fell past my knees. It was OK. I stepped into the tartan skirt, portion of my college 's school day uniform. Of course, I was the only girl that wore hers. The rest were bad. I zipped it up and then grabbed my ...

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

I pulled on my White blouse, quickly buttoning it up. I did n't have fourth dimension to gather it in because I needed to get out of here. One of the male child was already rousing. It was Robert the Bruce, the star quarterback.

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

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

I heard him burst into laughter.

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

They were naked in there.

I hit the first story and darted over the passed out guy. He was snoring, his shirt off. individual had drawn a penis on his face. It was disgusting. Filthy. I leaped over him and raised for the figurehead door. I heard someone call my figure and say something rude. Something absolutely crude. I could n't trust it. I was a ripe missy. Why would he even think I 'd do something like that ?

I would never suck a cock.

I burst out of the theater and onto the street. I just had to get away. I could n't be anywhere near any of these hoi polloi. I gasped as I raced down the street, running as fast as I could. My schoolgirl chick swished about my legs. My arms pumped. My brown hair flowed behind me, safe and barren. I was n't a bad lady friend. I did n't even understand how I got here. I kept running and running and running. My side ached. I tasted a coppery sapidity at the back of my mouth. My stage burned.

I stumbled to a gasping check. I planted my hands on my stifle, sucking in tight. I blinked, looking around. Where was I ?

I shuddered, this heyday of reverence shooting through me. I had no idea where I was. It was dark. I was the lonesome one out on the street. I bit my lip, my head darting to and fro. I was so frightened. I did n't even have my wrinkle let alone my cellphone telephone set. But I could n't go back to that terrible place.

I could n't think I was even there. And defenseless. What happened to me ?

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

I glanced down at my right bridge player and sighed in relief as I saw the promise anchor ring on my finger. I twisted it, the gold band that my papa had given me. I drew in a abstruse breath. I was beginning to relax.

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

I was wondering what I should do next when I heard a rumbling sound. I glanced on the street to see the headlamp attack. Large headlamp. Something big was approaching. I raised my hand against the glower, squinting to see. I heard a powerful railway locomotive growling and chugging.

I trembled, rummy at who was stopping to help me.

Just as the vehicle slowed down to hold back by me, I realized it was the rig to one of those semi trucks. I did n't have a trailer attached, so the driver must be going home or something. I squeaked when the passenger threshold suddenly creaked open. A man with a dense mustache peered out at me, leaning over the bench seat.

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

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

"Well, girl, I can give you a mount home."

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

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

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

I managed to get into the bum and closed the heavy threshold. This giddy thrill raced through me. I sat so much higher up than other railroad car I 've been in. I looked out of the window, smiling as he pulled away from the curb. If we were driving through normal traffic, I 'd palpate so significant right now looking down at the other carts.

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

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

"Cock ?"

"Hank !"I gasped."You should n't say a give-and-take like that around a missy my age."

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

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

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

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

"Why not ?"

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

"Well, more than just sluts sucking shaft,"he said."I mean, a boy matter. Sorry."

My buttock burn.

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

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

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

I swallowed.

"I mean, you really necessitate to know. A fille your age, why, she has to bang if she 's a cock-sucker or not. It 's significant. You wo n't have it off until you try.."

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

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

A unusual tingling raced around my panties. I swallowed, staring at his privates. I gasped as he unsnapped his jeans. He was doing this rightfulness before me. I covered my centre as I heard his jeans rustling. I knew he was pulling it out. His cock. This wicked thrill went through me. I could n't trust this was happening.

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

I gasped.

"It 's so big,"I said.

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

I swallowed, shocked that this was happening. It stirred the strange heating system inside of me. I never felt anything like this before. What is that about this that made me need to reach down and tinct him. I did n't do that. I swallowed, though, and leaned close, studying his cock. It stuff hard and ping out of his blue jean. The tip twitched and throbbed. I could see Robert Curl of dark-brown hair around the base. A strange liquid beaded at the tip.

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

"Trust me, your pussy can stretch to hire it,"he said."But we 're talking about blowjob here. Just scoot lower, open up your lip wide-cut, and just absorb that big shaft in your mouth. receive out what you are."

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

shakiness, I reached out and grabbed it. I gasped at how warm it was. It twitched and throbbed in my handwriting. It felt so animated. I shuddered, my tongue flicking over my lips. I lowered my head further. I closed my middle, opened my mouth, and descended the last few inches.

I shuddered when I felt him pressing into my rima oris. I pulled my teeth back, instinctively knowing I should n't sweep his flesh with them. I slid my lips over his cock, engulfing the crown. My tongue swirled around, tasting that salty liquid. He groaned this throaty sound of pleasure.

I sucked.

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

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

I started moving my header, bobbing up and down. My lips slid along his shaft as I squirmed. I was growing so hot and wet between my second joint. Why ? My brass hollowed as I sucked on him. He groaned, my lips moving up and down faster.

"damn, I thought you were virgin. You know how to suck a cock. Damn."

What did that mean ? I was a virgin. I had never sucked a cock before. What, did it entail that I was a natural ?

I kept sucking on his cock and bobbing my head. I slid my lips up and down his tool. I shuddered, this heat growing and growing between my second joint. It felt so loathly. So naughty. I should n't be doing this. daddy would be angry at me, but the teamster was right. I had to know.

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

The truck driver was groaning and grunting as I worked my sassing up and down his hawkshaw. I slid as far down his calamus as I could, his cock pressing into the back of my throat before I slid back up. I sucked the entire way, my cheeks hollowing. I just knew that he loved it. He enjoyed my backtalk. His bridge player tightened in my Robert Brown haircloth. He gripped me. I quivered, this tingle racing through my panties.

Was I a bad young lady for doing this ?

My natural language danced around the top of his cock. The seat creaked and groaned beneath us. His deal tightened. He pressed my head teacher down hard. I gasped as his cock brushed the rachis of my throat and then slip down it.

He was sliding into my gullet !

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

"God fucking damn, you are a slut,"he groaned."I ca n't believe you can exact a rooster with such relief. Fuck."

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

He drew my head up by pulling my hair's-breadth. It hurt and yet that only made me feel wetter between my thighs. He groaned as I sucked so hard. My glossa danced around his irradiation. I caressed him with purpose. It felt like I knew what I was doing. Like I really was a natural-born cock sucker. That was out of the question. I could n't be that. I squirmed, rubbing my thighs together. My skirt rustled.

"Getting hot in your little cunt ?"he asked. Then he chuckled."Of track you are, little slut. You 're in that sexy schoolgirl rig. Yeah, you wanted me to do along so you could take in my dick."

But I did n't require this.

I ached to assure him that, but I was too busy sucking his cock. His dick throbbed and twitched in my backtalk. That salty juice that leaked out of the tip of his cock soaked my natural language. He tasted so proficient. I sucked hard on him, wanting more. I shuddered, my thighs still squirming, struggling to satiate that hot itch.

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

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

I gasped as his rough fingerbreadth reach my dainty scanty. He rubbed them, pressing them into my folds. I shuddered, a naughty heat blossoming in my pussy. It was so intense. Blissful ripple flooded through me.

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

He groaned, his fingers rubbing up and down my twat. He touched my virgin chassis through my demure step-in. All these naughty delight surged through me. My toes curled in my shoes, a whimper rising in my throat.

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

What did I necessitate ?

I gasped as he suddenly ripped my mouth off his tool. Then I was moving, seized by his strong hands. Before I knew it, he was lifting me onto his lap. The steering wheel pressed into my stomach, my chest leaning over it. The horn honked as my breasts pressed into it. I gasped as I felt his fingerbreadth hooking aside my pantie. I realized I was straddling him. I felt his cock nudging into my inner thigh and—

"Oh, no, no, I 'm a Virgin !"I gasped as his pecker slid up my inside thigh towards my pussy.

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

I whimpered as his cock touched my pussy. The hand holding my step-in aside moved away, sliding around me to grab my other hip. He held my waist tight and, with a moan, he slammed me down his cock.

I gasped as my cherry popped.

I felt my hymen tear for the kickoff prison term. Then his tool was inside of me. Filling me. His cinch stretched capable my zany. I shuddered while a wave of heat washed through my virgin soundbox. A Delicious wave.

"Fucking damn, you 're rigorous,"he groaned."Now move those rosehip. Ride my dick."

I gripped the steering wheel while this vivid hotness that burned from my pussy seized my legs. They flexed all on their own. I gasped and rose up his cock. I shuddered feeling my kitty-cat sliding up his dick. But not to scat him like I should.

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

I gasped as I took him again into my virgin depths. This wonderful passion rippled through me. He massaged my inner depths. I lowered my pass over the steering wheel, shocked that I was enjoying the trucker 's monolithic tool so much.

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

I shuddered, my pussy clenching around him. I slid back up his shaft again, my snatch clinging to the deep girth. I groaned, my hips dancing from side to side. I stirred my puss around his rooster, the pleasance rushing through me. Then I slammed down him. I groaned, my center fluttering. More of that wonderful heat rippled through me.

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

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

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

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

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

A foreign whiz built and built inside of me. Every sentence I slid down his cock, this pressure swelled. It grew as I rose up his cock, too. My pussy clung to him, increasing the detrition of our figure sliding past each other. It felt so amazing.

"workplace that schoolgirl cunt up and down my shaft,"panted Hank."Damn, your blind drunk and hot. I 'm going to fire so much cum inside of you."

I gasped, my pussy squeezing down on him. That made our naughty action feel even better."No no, you ca n't. My dad will kill me. He must be so worried that I 'm out so late."

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

He was right. I wanted him, but I should n't. Why did he feel so upright inside of me ? I rode him faster. I gripped the steerage wheel, my mamilla aching inside of my bra. I worked my pussycat up and down his peter. I came closer and closer to that amazing joy. Something was going to happen interior of me.

Was I about to have my first orgasm ? Was I going to cum on the teamster 's tool ? What sort of virgin did that ?

I slammed down him, shuddering. His prick filled me up so much. My pelvis danced from side to side. My organic structure moved. It felt so rude to be riding his prick. Why ? I groaned, my fingerbreadth gripping the steering wheel. I arched my back, my John Brown pilus swaying. I could n't acquire much more of this.

"nookie me,"he groaned as I slammed down his cock. As I rose up his shaft, his tool twitched. I felt something hot spurting interior of me."Yes, take in it. strike my fucking load."

I gasped, realizing he was spurting his seeded player in me. It was his semen. His cum. I slammed down his cock and gasped, feeling every spurt splashing into the deepness of my pussy. It sent this wave of delight through me.

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

My pussy convulsed as the waving reached my mind. Ecstasy spilled through my thoughts. And more wafture followed. They rushed through my body. I groaned and gasped, my mind shaking. Stars danced before my eyes as my twat seemed to melt about his cock. My zany massaged and writhed and drained his cock dry. He grunted, his script squeezing my hip as he flooded me.

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

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

Why did it feel so expert ?

That interrogation rippled through my mind as Hank drove me home. I adjusted my vesture and pulled up my panty. They tingled around me, the electrical energy reaching into my pussy. It was almost like the underwear had cleaned me up and made me whole. Pure. It was such a relaxing sensation. It soothed away my confusion. I sort of felt like I was waking up from a dreaming. Like I had only imagined I had sex with the truck driver. I mean, I was a Virgo.

I was a trade good young lady, right ?

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

"Here you are,"he said, giving me a nod and a smile."You make caution. Really happy I ran into you tonight."

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

No way at all.

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

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

He pulled away from the curb, leaving me standing out on the dark street. I swallowed, glancing at the house.

Was Daddy still arouse ?

He must be so interest about me. Just to piddle sure it had been a dream, I slid my hand up my bird. I felt so wicked for doing this right hand here on the street. It was in the middle of the dark. No one was around. My fingers slid up beneath the panties through the leg gob. I stroked through my pubic hair to find oneself my vulva. I bit my lower lip. I found the folds of my pussy. I should n't be doing this, but ...

I felt my hymen.

I let out a sigh of relief and pulled my fingers away. It must have just been a dream. It was just a unearthly coincidence that I had the salty predilection lingering my mouth, or that I had this bombilate pleasure rippling through me. I was a Virgo the Virgin. I had proof. Taking a mysterious breath, I marched ahead to the household. I climbed up the footmark, found the front threshold unbarred, and entered.

The lights flicked on from the animation room.

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

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

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

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

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

The quiver rippled from my pantie. I swallowed, feeling how strong he was. How firm. He stared down at me with a strange look in his centre. He grabbed my articulatio humeri and pushed me back. He stared down my blouse. His brow furrowed even more. I glanced down, confused at what he was seeing.

"What happened to your breasts ?"he asked. His hands seized them through my blouse. I gasped in shock as my daddy groped my small boobs through my blouse and bra. He squeezed them."You lost various cup size. You could n't have been padding your bra all these years. Not the way you dress."

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

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

I gasped in indignation."I 'm a virgin daddy. Honest."

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

"daddy ?"I said and then gasped as he ripped my blouse spread out. clitoris popped off, bouncing off his breast. He exposed my white bra cupping my small white meat. He shook his head, shocked."I did n't envisage them, right ? Your titmouse ?"

"Maybe you 're just tired, daddy,"I told him."I 'm not what you think. I 'm sorry I went out to a company, but I did n't do anything. I can essay it."

"You can prove that you 're a Virgo the Virgin ?"he asked."I only caught you with two boys last year in your bedroom. All bare and writhing."

"We were studying !"I gasped, remembering the go time I had two boys in my bedroom. Daddy had been so furious. I did n't even cogitate about it until he pointed out that I had the door closed and anything could sustain happened. But nothing had. I certainly had n't had a tierce with them. I had n't taken one of their cocks in my butt-hole and the other in my pussy.

I was a honorable girl.

"Prove it. shew that you 're a virgin. I do n't do it what weird secret plan you 're playing, Delilah, but let 's see."

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

I drew up my skirt. Slowly. pop 's jaw dropped."Jesus, are you going to flaunt your puss at me ?"

"Just so you can see that I have a hymen,"I said, my face on fire. I pulled up my doll highschool enough to let out my panties."Just tug down my underwear, and you will see. Honest, daddy. I wo n't disappoint you. I 'm your soundly girl."

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

Daddy fell to his human knee, this bestial look on his face. I had never seen anything like it before. He was such a patrician and loving man. I gasped as he hooked the waistband my step-in and ripped them down my thigh. He stared at my browned chaparral, his heart narrowing.

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

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

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

"holy place shit, you are a virgin,"he said."But ... but the way you 've acted the go two long time. You practically threw it in my face."

"Daddy, are you sure you did n't have a nightmare ? That does n't vocalize like me at all. I 'm your right little girl. I would never do anything dirty or filthy at all. I would n't suck cocks or bait dicks or let boys spurt their cum all over my body. I would never do anything like that. You can see that, right ?"

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

I gasped as daddy buried his face into my snatch. The jounce of pleasure raced through me as his tongue lapped at my purulent folds. He caressed my maidenhead, his spit flicking up to my clitoris. His hand suddenly went around my waist, grabbing my tail end. I trembled, clutching my bird, staring down at him in shock.

"Daddy ?"I gasped as his knife fluttered up and down my folds.

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

I whimpered as his tongue fluttered against me. My step-in, bunched around my knee joint, tingled. I groaned, closing my eyes as that naughty pleasure built inside of me. The same bliss that haunted my dreaming. The wicked heating that made me do such blue things. Flashes of natural action I never could experience performed darted through my mind. They only fueled the fires that dada 's tongue stroked in my pussy.

I liked it.

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

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

I shuddered, his rough beard rasping against my sensitive material body. His spit was so hungry. He lapped up my cream, building and building that warmth in me. This must be what an sexual climax was. He was going to make me have one. I was going to cum. I could n't think this. This was my daddy doing it, so did that make it okay ?

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

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

"You oh, Daddy, yes,"I moaned as his knife licked and lapped at my pussycat.

He danced over my hot pulp, driving me raging. I shuddered, grabbing his pilus for backup. I gripped him, my hips writhing from side of meat to side. I ground on his face and savored every trivial licking flutter of his tongue. He did such naughty things to me. I quivered, a hot sense datum building and construction interior of me.

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

"Jesus, I ca n't believe this is really you, enchantress,"he said. He pulled his face away from my pussy, my cream dribbling down his Kuki-Chin."Have the live few long time just been a dream ?"

"Maybe,"I said."Because this is who I am. I 'm your salutary lady friend. Your virgin. You never have to worry about me again, daddy."

He groaned and buried his boldness back into my pussy. I shuddered, loving it. This was n't damage because I was with daddy. I trembled in delight as he feasted on my scarlet kitty. He licked and lapped at my tart juices. I groaned, my heart fluttering as his knife caressed me again and again.

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

I gasped as he fluttered against my clit, his knife fluttering around it. That piddling nub, that off-white nestled in the sheep pen of my labia, fit with joy. I gasped, swayed. My business firm titties jiggled as the pleasure rippled about me. I groaned, my hip shaking from position to side. A fantastic heat swelled inside of me. His spit teased my bud. Then his brim sucked on it.

I gasped and bucked."Daddy !"

He stared up at me with such thirst. Such loudness. I loved it. I never wanted him to stop looking at me that way. I held his hair, swaying. I ground my pussy against his athirst mouth. I loved the feel of him against my juicy bits.

His knife pressed against my hymen. His digit dug into my rump. He kneaded them, parting my butt-cheeks and making my sphincter shiver. I gasped, pushing down the memories of early dirty aspiration I 'd had. I would never do anything back there. Not in a million, billion years. I would always be dada 's good girl.

His cherry daughter.

He sucked on my clit hard. I gasped at the feel of his sassing wrapped about my bud again. It was incredible. I quivered and moaned, my fiddling titties jiggling. The pressure built and built. I could n't take much Thomas More of this. I squeezed my eye shut, little stars twinkling in the darkness. I whimpered. Groaned.

I came for the first clock time ever.

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

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

"You taste incredible, femme fatale,"he growled.

His tongue licked and lapped at my plica. He gathered up all the juices overflowing out of me. It was incredible. I felt so dizzy from my coming. I shook my promontory, Sir Thomas More of those wafture drowning my nous. My back arched, my firm titties jiggling. dad held me tight as he feasted on me.

But it was n't enough. I swayed so a lot I lost my balance. Before I knew it, I was falling. I landed on my hind end and then I was sprawled on my back, my leg spreadhead. My skirt fluttered up to cover my venter, my kitty-cat exposed.

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

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

"I know,"he groaned."Fuck, I ca n't facilitate myself. I 'm good-for-naught, Delilah."

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

I gasped at the whispering of his blue jean. He shoved them down in a flash. His peter popped out of his boxershorts a trice later. It was the first one I 'd ever seen. Those I in the dreaming did n't count. I stared at my Daddy 's tool in shock absorber. It thrust out thick and long from his iniquity pubic hair. He moved over me, his heavy musket ball swaying beneath him. I gasped as I realized what he was going to do. A wave of awe washed through me.

I had to be a virgin. But also to be a commodity daughter. And that meant obeying my daddy.

"temptress,"he growled, placing the tip of his tool against my virgin flesh. I gasped as he brushed my button, sparks bursting from my nub. Then he slid it low-pitched."I 'm meritless, you 're just so sexy. I miss your mama. You look just like her. You 're not that whorish daughter any retentive. You 're pure. Like she was."

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

My cherry red stretched and stretched as he pressed forward. He growled like a hungry beast. My normally gentle daddy transformed into something fierce and passionate. I gasped as he ran toward severely. My hymen did n't stomach a chance. It popped, a crisp pain followed by an vivid heating system driving into my depths. My eyes widened as I felt my daddy 's prick filling my newly deflowered pussy.

His balls smacked into me.

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

He kissed me.

I tasted my sharp-worded juice on his rim as he drew back his cock. I whimpered into his backtalk, my teat rubbing into his tee shirt. I felt his chest through the cotton wool fabric, his manful strength. I quivered, my pussycat clinging to his withdrawing cock. The friction felt unbelievable, igniting something inside of me.

A blast that would consume me. An coming that would be even better than the one he gave me just present moment ago.

He slammed back into my deflowered depths. I groaned, squeezing around him. My racy pussy welcomed him. My arms and legs wrapped around his consistence, holding him tight as I groaned into the kiss. I savored my lemony passion on his backtalk as his glossa thrusting into my mouth. He claimed my back talk like his cock claimed my pussy.

I trembled in pleasure as he pumped away at me. Our dead body moved and heaved together. It was wonderful. His cock buried into me over and over, his balls smacking into my flesh. Against the bottom slopes of my butt-cheeks and that strip of flesh between my pussy in my asshole.

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

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

I was his.

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

"My trivial girl,"he growled as he nuzzled into my ear. He nibbled on it, sending tingles racing through me. My pussy clamped down on his rooster, increasing the friction.

Increasing the pleasure.

My nipples throbbed against his muscular chest through his shirt. I whimpered and groaned as he kissed down my neck. His whiskers rasped against my spiritualist human body as he kissed and nibbled on me. I groaned, his every stab bringing me closer and closer to that wondrous rapture.

My first orgasm.

I was so eager for it. I hungered for my climax. I wanted to sense his cock slamming into me and taking me to that wonderful raptus. I knew it would be incredible. A moment of consummate blissfulness. I humped against him, grinding my clit against his pubic mound. Spark flared inside of me.

I savored every moment of it.

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

"Yes !"he growled. He thrust harder, driving that gumshoe so deep into me."You 're finally my soundly girl, Delilah."

That made me chill. My puss clamped down hard on his dick, clutching to him as he drew back. He slammed back in, my twat welcoming him. So incredible. His pubic pearl ground against my clitoris, niggling sparks bursting from it every time. I whimpered, my middle fluttering. I was so close to exploding.

So close to that second of rapture.

He drove so hard into me. So deep into me. That howling cock filled me again and again. I whimpered, clutching to him. I shuddered, my rose hip dancing from side to side. I stirred my cunt around him.

"dad ! dad !"I moaned."It 's about to materialize. I 'm about to give birth my beginning orgasm."

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

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

I came.

My snatch writhed and spasmed about his cock. That terrific pleasure rushed through me. It rippled up my torso and splashed across my psyche. euphoria drowned me. I bucked beneath him, my cunt spasming wildly about his girth.

My snatch climaxed and writhed around his shaft. I trembled in delight every time he rammed into me. He thrust harder, grunting. He lifted his pass, staring down into my eyes. His were so brown and burning with his passion. He hammered my convulsing twat, sending new and fresh waves of bliss sweeping through my body.

"dad !"I squealed.

I kept cumming and cumming on his dick. It was amazing. My orgasms flooded one after the other through my body. This rush of naughty, incestuous joy surged through me. He buried hard in my twat, his dick stirring me up. It was incredible. I trembled beneath him, squeezing tight around him. So practically raptus consumed me. I wanted to go on experiencing this.

I wanted to keep drowning in ecstasy.

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

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

His cum fired into me.

I gasped as I felt him spurting over and over into me. I quivered on the floor, the carpet rasping beneath my back and rear end. I shuddered beneath him, my tit kissing his chest and his curly hair. Such joy shot through my body.

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

His jizz.

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

Ecstasy drowned my mind. My thoughts swirled in eddies of rapture. I bucked and trembled beneath him as I milked his cock dry. I savored every drop of his cum. It felt so special to take all of him. He was my dada. I loved them so practically. I nuzzled my nose against his, cooing in delight.

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

He pulled away of me, his cock ripping out of my snatch 's embrace. I gasped as his cock left me. I was suddenly so empty again. He stood up, his cock swaying before him. He gleamed with my juices, validation that I was n't a Virgin any longer.

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

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

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

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

"Daddy, see,"I said. I reached down and set off my pussy lips."There 's my hymen. I 'm still your pure daughter."

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

"See, you can never spoil me. You can never make me impure. I will always be your virgin."I sat up, smiling at him. I grabbed his hammer, smelling something fancy woman and pleasant-tasting on him."I 'll always lie with you, Daddy !"

I opened my lip wide-cut and sucked his dick into my oral fissure. I nursed on him, my buttock hollowing. It was such a bad matter to do. It was naughty, but this was my daddy 's cock. His putz was dirty with something, and I just wanted to clean him up. The liquid state tasted amaze.

I remembered the unusual aspiration of him fucking me, and I almost could believe that I was tasting my twat juices on his shaft.

It did let the Saami lady of pleasure nip that I sometimes smelled when I felt naughty.

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

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

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

I sucked his shaft back into my mouth. He groaned, throbbing in me. He stared down at me, his manus stroking my hairsbreadth. I liked that. It made me experience so naughty as I nursed on him. I bobbed my head, sliding my mouth up and down his gumshoe. I worked it around inside of me, rubbing against the roof of my mouth and the side of my cheeks.

I guessed those contaminating dreaming I sometimes had could be utilitarian. They were for teaching me how to clean my daddy 's cock.

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

I popped my mouthpiece off his cock and stared up at him."Would you ... ? Would you like to sleep with me like that ?"My impertinence burned as this virginal heat burst inside of my kitty."I mean ... I 'm a honorable girl. If you need me to do it, I will. Right now."

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

Again ? He could be such a silly man.

"I do anything for you, daddy,"I said, turning around. I knelt there, wiggling my rump at him. I felt so wicked and wanton. Like that grime girl from my dreams. She had big tits and light-haired hair. Nothing like me.

pa groaned. I felt his centre running up and down my body. It made me chill. I licked my backtalk, swallowing. Then I gasped as I felt his manus on my compensate butt-cheek. He gripped me, squeezing. Then he pressed his stopcock against my pussy. Right against my virgin build. I shuddered, feeling so hot and naughty. I had this prankish ache inside of me.

I think I needed an sexual climax to satiate it. My first.

"tinker's damn, I can feel it,"he said. He pressed his tool a little harder against my hymen. I felt my tissue layer stretching."You know how awful this look, Delilah ? Do you enjoy your pure organic structure ?"

"Does it micturate you happy, daddy ?"I asked.

"So very much."

I smiled in delectation."Then it makes me happy, too. Come on, pappa, you can have it. My virginity. I love you !"

pa thrust.

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

I gasped as daddy slid his peter into me for the starting time prison term. I groaned as he stretched out my twat. My soma expanded around his lance then his bollock smacked into my clit. I gasped as electric discharge of pleasure fusillade through me. My small breasts jiggled.

My fingers clenched against the flaccid carpeting. I groaned as pop drew back. I found myself rocking back, not wanting to let any of his rooster leak me. But he kept sliding out of me. More and more of his peter left me until only his tip remained.

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

I whimpered, my browned haircloth swaying about my face. My hips wiggled, stirring my deflowered pussy around his girth. It was incredible. His cock felt so wonderful. So flummox. He groaned and gasped, fucking me hard. He pounded me. I whimpered, savoring every secondment of it. He thrust so hard into me. So fast.

He must have it off how I feel.

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

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

My kitty-cat squeezed around him, welcoming his cock every time he buried into me. lilliputian Wave of delight washed through me, and I just knew something telling would materialise. I would give a confessedly delight when my daddy came in me. I groaned, savoring every consequence of this. Every hot plunge of his dick thrusting into me. He fucked me hard. He filled me up. It was incredible.

How much more of this blissfulness could I take ? I did n't know.

"Dad ?"a new part groaned.

I gasped, looking up to see my older buddy, Billy, standing at the entrance of the sustenance way. He wore merely a pair of boxers, his eubstance young and muscular, his hair's-breadth same tone of brown as mine. He rubbed his eyes like he could n't believe what he was seeing. dad groaned, holding me tight, his prick buried to the hilt in me.

He was n't fucking me any longer.

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

"Savior, you 're fucking enchantress ?"my brother gasped."I knew she was a bawd but—"

"Your sister is n't a whore !"dada roared."She 's a well missy. She 's just helping me out. I ca n't give up myself. She 's so much like your mother."

"hoot,"baton said."If you to hump her, why not me ? I had to suffer from her flaunting around the house, showing off those big tits of hers, like she was teasing me to fuck her. Why do n't I just thrust my cock into her mouth right now ? Huh ? I mean, if you do n't share her Dad ..."

His terror hung in the air.

"Do n't say anything about what I 'm doing, please,"papa gasped. He shifted."Uh ... maybe you could roll in the hay her mouth."

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

I shuddered as Billy shoved down his boxers. His dick flopped out, as hard as dada 's. A naughty ripple ran through me as I stared at it. Then I gasped as Daddy started fucking me again. He pumped his shaft in and out of me as baton brought his putz closer to my oral cavity. I opened wide and swallowed my brother 's dick. I was a salutary fille. I was just helping out my family unit. I loved my daddy and my brother.

I wanted them both to be happy.

I sucked hard on Billy 's stopcock. He groaned, grabbing my hairsbreadth. He slammed his dick deep into me, fucking my mouth like papa fucked my slit. Both their tool were pumping in and out of me. I felt spit-roasted on them.

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

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

I sucked as hard as I could on billy club 's peter. He groaned, his muscular chest rippling above me. Drool ran down my mentum. The taste of his precum filled my backtalk. That was what it was called, right ? I seem to retrieve hearing it in my juicy aspiration. I shuddered, my rose hip wiggling back and forth, stirring Daddy 's dick around inside me.

They were both grunting. Growling.

"sucking my cock, little tart,"truncheon groaned.

"She 's not a lady of pleasure !"Daddy growled, slamming his prick hard and deep into my cunt."She 's your loving, little sister. Respect her."

"Sure,"Billy groaned."Goddamn, I 've wanted you to suck my cock for so long, enchantress. piece of tail, I got to explode in your mouth."

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

I was going to cum pleasing both of them.

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

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

"She is not a fornicatress !"Daddy howled as he buried his dick in me.

I came.

My snatch quivered around pappa 's dick. It rippled and writhed. I squealed around Billy 's cock. I sucked hard as Daddy rammed into me. moving ridge of delight washed out of my snatch. arc burst before my optic.

The pleasure was stupendous.

My slit convulsed and spasmed around pop 's big pecker. He slammed hard into me. He thrust into my astuteness and sent new Wave of delight rippling through my body. I groaned, whimpering about my sidekick 's big dick as he drove it down my throat. His testicle smacked into my chin.

Stars burst across my eyes.

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

"You got to try her pussy,"groaned papa."tinker's dam, she 's great. So tight and juicy. It 's the secondment time I fucked her deflowered cunt. Ca n't wait to pop your cherry tree again."

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

Hot cum splashed against my cervix and spurted into the rachis of my pharynx. The jizz filled my puss and oral fissure. I gulped down my brother 's salty load while my pussy milked papa 's balls dry. I made them both happy.

I came harder.

The joy drowned my mind. This was so amazing. I sucked down the jizz. I gulped down my Brother 's incestuous cum while dada filled my pussy with his hot jizz. He soiled me with his cum. I groaned, my psyche melting.

The duskiness swelled and swirled across my visual modality. My orgasm intensified so much, I could n't think. I was just a quivering globe of form pleasing the men of my family. I felt myself drifting. Floating. Tingles raced through me as I shuddered.

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

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

My optic fluttered unfold. The naughty dream I was having faded away. It was so loathly of me to think that I had sucked on my chum 's cock while daddy fucked me toilsome from behind.

"Go ahead, give her pussy a try,"Daddy was saying."She 'll sleep together it."

"No offense, Dad, I do n't exactly want your boggy arcsecond,"billy goat said.

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

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

I spread my thighs, my fingerbreadth parting my twat lips adorned by my soft down of brown hair. I nudged my virginal membrane."See, no cock has ever been in me."

"What the ass ?"groaned my brother.

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

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

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

I was.

Joy surged through me, followed by a discriminating prick of pain as my buddy popped my cherry and slammed his dick into my virginal astuteness. I shuddered, taking my first cock ever. All those other ace did n't enumerate.

They were only naughty dreams.

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

It stared down at the next pair it had prepared, full phase of the moon of its mischievous magic. This one was a vortex of ignominious and albumen, like the rule you 'd see on a dairy cow. The build stroked across the cloth, caressing the two words. A short-change phrase.

A question.

Got Milk ?

The build smiled, tidal bore to deteriorate off these pantie. It could n't waitress for its next mind-controlling fun to begin.

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