Daddy 's Mind-Controlled Daughters
A Story of the Institute of Apotheosis inquiry
Chapter Six : Daddy Cuckolds the Cheater
By mypenname3000
copyright 2017

Note : Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this !

There was nothing like having a young girl 's cunt on your dick while driving. Just feeling that hot, loaded snatch clenching and relaxing, shifting as the car drove over any prominence, the way she whimpered in saturated delight as my dick stirred around inside her. I had my implements of war wrapped around Pina, a nineteen-year-old Hispanic slut I claimed at the church orgy. Pina brought my burgeoning harem up to ten women : my wife, my four girl, Crystal 's girlfriend, and four girlfriend from my church 's juvenility group, including Marybeth, the youth minister 's once pure daughter.

I loved how fast I slid into depravity once I had the power of mind mastery. Knowing I could pretend anyone do what I want had unshackled me from ethical motive. Why did anyone do the right matter ? Because of the consequences. human being were n't good. Not really. We just all feared what would happen if we were bad. We 'd demolish our marriage, we 'd get arrested, we 'd fall behind our jobs, our house.

But now ...

"Master,"Pina whimpered in her Spanish American lilt, her tight cunt clenching on my cock as the minivan my wife drove hit a pothole. Barely legal pussy slid up and slammed back down my cock, silklike rubbing burning around my slam."Yes !"

"Enjoy my daddy 's cock, slattern,"jackpot, my vernal daughter, moaned from the back.

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

I did n't wish. They could smash this minivan. I 'd just get a nicer one. One with Scotchgard seats.
"Yes, yes, delight your lord, fornicatress,"my wife hissed, driving one-handed, the other frigging her pussy."workplace that hot puss on my husband 's dick."

"Yes, Mistress,"groaned Pina, her caput arching, pressing back into my articulatio humeri, her silky hair brushing my cheek.

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

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

I would. I did n't have to hold back. The Halo, sent to me by the kooks at the Institute of apotheosis Research, not only gave me mind-control might, but the nanites that infected my body also gave my balls unlimited stamen and my eubstance vigour. They made me better than human.

A god.

I sucked at her Brown University neck, nibbling on it as I found her nipples, squeezing difficult. She whimpered, her body bucking, pussy tightening on my gumshoe. That barely sound cunt slid up it again as my married woman hit another excrescence. Pina 's rump slapped into my second joint as she slammed back down my dick.

fucking, I loved it.

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

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

"And you were a bad wife for letting him !"pussy, our vernal daughter, huffed.

"Your mother paid,"I groaned, choosing to forgive my wife. She only had her affair because of my fixation with our daughter the live on few years. As they blossomed, I could n't assist but point out them, desire them. My wife tried to get in adept shape for me, thinking that was the problem. When I did n't respond, her Pontius Pilate instructor, Winfield Scott, did.

"I did !"Anne groaned, cum from all the boys who 'd fucked her ass still leaking out of her ass. I could see the number one wood seat soaked in it.

I 'd never motor this vehicle again.

"Paid so hard !"she gasped. Her round knocker 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 relieve oneself this wickedness Scott pay, wo n't you, Master,"groaned Pina.

"Yes,"I groaned, my pecker aching, throbbing, her barely sound pussy 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, young slit rippled about my stopcock, massaging it, hungry for my cum. I wanted to cover all my women. fountainhead, not my married woman. She 'd already given me four girl. But the residual ... I wanted to put granddaughters in my missy'bellies.

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

My jizz erupted from my stopcock. It pumped hard into Pina 's silky snatch. I shuddered, squeezing the fornicatress 's breasts hard as the pleasance surged through me. cristal surged into my head. star danced before my eyes.

I loved cumming in taut snatch.

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

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

"Oh, yes, breed her, Daddy,"moaned watch glass."And keep back fingering my twat, Jessica !"

"breed her, dada !"cheered both twins.

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

"Finished just in time, hun,"she said, turning into a private road."This is it."

I stared at the two story house, the exterior faded, pink stucco, grayish trim around the room access and Windows. I shook my straits, anger surging through me. Not only had this Scott fucked my wife, but he had a wife and daughter of his own.

His own woman. He did n't postulate to poach mine.

"master copy !"gasped Pina, her part tight with pain."You 're squeezing my tits too hard."
I relaxed my hands and gave her a osculation on the neck. I wanted to shell the man 's throat. But killing him ... That would n't urinate him stand. No, no, he needed to experience the gut-twisting jolt 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 felicitous again. I wanted all my mind-controlled girls, especially my daughter, to be happy being my sluts. I gave them the dictation to observe joy in serving me, and they did, my brainstorm rewriting theirs.

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

dozen in total. Why dozen ?

"love ?"my wife said."You 're just staring ahead. Thinking about projectile again ?"

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

She rubbed my arm."How did you ?"

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

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

I gave her a look.

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

"And the twelve zodiac sign,"Rosie added. The two twins stood at the door. I could only state them apart by the most subtle of differences between their faces."You know, each tribe had their own zodiac sign. Like Juda, the tribe of King David and Jesus, is Leo."

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

"seed on, pa, there 's a homewrecker to punish,"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 mightiness, and I would use them."right hand. Lead on."

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

They did have such gorgeous asses.

Kitty rang the doorbell when I arrived. The rest of my raw harem parting to let me up to the front line. The doorbell chimed through the mansion, ringing over and over. It was late, past midnight. I bet that arsehole Walter Scott and his poor wife were asleep.

"Ring it again,"I growled.

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

"shtup hellhole !"roared from interior, a unaccented flooding on from upstairs, call coming through an open window.

Footsteps thudded down steps. A Light flared on the first flooring, bleeding through the arch window at the top of the door. A bolt lock twisted, then the doorway ripped opened. A buff guy in albumen boxers decorated in nitty-gritty stood in the threshold, a baseball game bat held in his hand.

"What do you ..."His parole trailed off, seeing me and ten naked girls on his porch."What the fuck ?"

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

"You 're Anne 's ..."Color drained from his boldness. Though he had durability, and a baseball game bat, the tidy sum of a naked man on his porch unnerved him. He backed up then tried to flap down the door closed in my face.

"Stop !"I snarled, my thoughts prickling hard.

The door kept shutdown as he froze. I caught it with my paw and pushed it open. It smacked his heart-to-heart palm. He tottered, his muscles locked in property, his brain interpreting my control as a complete halt. unable to go, he fell onto the soil with a loud grunt.

Good.

"George C. Scott ?"a charwoman called from upstairs. I saw bare foundation and the hem of a white gown with soft-blue daisies."Are you okay ?"

"Everything 's amercement, Ma'am,"I told her."You have goose egg to be afraid of. Get your daughter and join us in the living room."

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

I stepped into the home, standing over Scott. I stared down at him. So be intimate handsome and strong. He had that chiseled expression at home on the cover of a bodice-ripper Romance language novel. All he lacked was the long, flowing haircloth. His dark eyes stared up at me, his body trembling.

His boxer grew dark.

"He 's pissing himself,"chortled Kitty. My youngest came up beside me, bouncing up and down, her budding breasts 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 weigh more than a one hundred pounds soaking wet.

She even winced, flexing her cute toes.

"Get your ass up, go sit down in the bread and butter way, Dred Scott,"I snarled."Now !"

My thoughts burned again, his mind resisting my bidding. He moved though, staring at me in terror. He fled from the way, leaving a puddle on the Louis Harold Gray, stone floor of his entrance that abutted against ointment carpet. The baseball bat clattered from his hand, rolling on the carpet.

"Eww,"lechatelierite said, stepping around the pool. She moved with her girl Jessica on one side and Sakartvelo the cheerleader on the early. She had her arms around both missy waist like she had her own mini-harem interior of mine. My nineteen-year-old, blonde child shook her head."How wretched. A literal man would n't piss himself, asshole !"

"Piss himself ?"a cleaning lady 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."

Winfield Scott 's wife walked down the stairs, pulling their daughter after her. The fille, eighteen, wore boy boxershorts that left her tan, coltish ramification exposed. Her dark hair fell about her shoulder of the garden pink babydoll T-shirt she wore, her eyes round as they stared at my hard shaft thrusting before me, glistening with Pina 's juices.

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

"I do n't know, Opal !"the female parent snapped. She was a light-skinned, inkiness woman, her skin the hue of John Brown deep brown, rich and creamy. She had her hair braided in yearn course across her scalp and falling down her spinal column as she walked by to the living elbow room."What 's going on, Robert Scott ?"

"I do n't be intimate,"the husband said, his articulation tight.

"So do something !"the womanhood snapped as she entered the living room. She froze for a moment. Then she pulled her girl to her and bolted for the other loss out the room, free since she completed my command.

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

She stumbled to a check then her and her daughter both headed for the couch. Opal gave me a trembling face, her eyes so wide. She sat down beside her mother, squirming, rubbing her bridge player on her tan thighs.

"papa,"she whimpered.

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

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

"But you do cognize, Sir Walter Scott,"I said, grabbing Anne and leading her into the living room, my harem trailing behind her."You know exactly why I 'm here."I grabbed my wife 's titty, brushing the dark soft touch left by Scott 's back talk on her boob tonight."Do n't you recognize one of your scholarly person from your Pilate 's class tonight ?"

"But you did n't have a class ..."Denise trailed off, staring at her married man then back at my wife."You sonuvabitch !"She tried to fox herself at him, but could n't get up from the couch. She bent over at the waistline, fingers clawing the air between them."You told me you 'd never do it again !"

"Oh, I have a feeling he 's been doing it a lot,"I growled, squeezing my wife 's knocker."Thinking he could claim other men 's wives. That he could vex his putz in their cunts."

"If I could locomote, I would kill you !"Denise snarled at her husband. Then she whipped her head around, braided hair flying behind her. She glared at me."Why ca n't I move ?"

"pop 's a god,"Kitty 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,"Sakartvelo groaned in agreement.

My dick 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 women around me."You 're going to puddle me lie with you."

"All while your husband ticker. He 'll learn what it 's like when another man fucks his wife."I glanced at Scott."Do you screw your wife ?"

"Of class,"he said.

"And how many women have you cheated on her with ?"

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

"If you 're going to bed me, then do it !"Denise snarled at me. Then she glared at her married man."XIII ! Thirteen ! All those whores at your Pontius Pilate class ! You are such a cock-sucker, Scott !"

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

I winked at her."Opal, relax. You do n't make to experience 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 conical knocker, dimpled as her pap hardened. She suddenly rubbed her hired man on her tanned thigh, shifting beside her mother who was literally spitting fury at her husband, trying to claw him again.

"Winfield Scott, you love your married woman with all your marrow. You desire her. You want her to be faithful."My thoughts prickled."The only individual you love as very much is your girl, whom you want to always be vestal, to always be your little girl and never a fancy woman. Just your Virgo the Virgin sister girl."

"I do,"he said."Please, dear, I love you. I 'm bad. I wo n't rip off ever again."

"No, you will never chisel again,"I grinned."But your married woman will. Denise, total here and take up my prick. Show your husband how much more you love my shaft than his."

"Gladly,"Denise purred while my thoughts prickled.

"Tell him that you 're my bawd now."

"Sir Walter Scott, I 'm his harlot,"the Black woman said, rising, her teat hardening against her nightgown."I just want to suck his cock. To worship him. Mmm, such a good cock than yours."

I liked her improv.

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

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

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

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

Anne fell to her knees beside Denise."That 's it. Suck my hubby 's dick. It 's fun being his woman of the street, is n't it ?"

Denise moaned about my dick.

"And your husband deserves this. baker's dozen women. What a pig. He preyed on me. Seduced me when I was vulnerable and crying about my union. Can you believe that ?"

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

A misdirect fascination animated his fount, keeping him watching his wife even as it twisted his guts. Pain wracked his expression. His handwriting squeezed the armrest of his recliner, the leather creaking beneath his fingers. I savored his mortification, remembering that gut-sickening mass of his cum dripping out of my wife 's cunt.

"That 's it, whore,"I growled."display your husband how much you love my cock. make love me. You 're felicitous to be my whore."

Denise groaned, swirling her tongue about the crown of my peter. She wiggled her hip, bobbing her back talk, slurping, sucking. Her hands stroked the foot of my dick and fondled my balls, massaging my nuts.

eagre for my cum.

Pleasure surged through me. I trembled. Behind me, my daughters and sluts moaned and gasped, playing with each other, fingerbreadth sluicing through hot cunts or ramming into tight assholes. Girls whimpered in pleasure, mouths sucking on strong tit or lapping at juicy snatches.

"Your wife is so tidal bore for my cum,"I groaned at Scott."She ca n't expect to try it. And she 'll swallow every drop. How does that make you feel ?"

My thoughts tingled.

"Like shit,"he groaned, the give-and-take 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, honey. Please, we can work this out. I 'm weak. I wo n't do it again. You do n't have 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 cock, probing the slit before she slid her lips down as far as she could. Her face hollowing, the suck reaching into my Lucille Ball, my cum boiling.

I shuddered, my eyes alighting on Opal. She watched her female parent in awe, squirming more. My program line to become horny had her gripping her thighs. Her hands kept sliding gamey and higher, wanting to rub at her hot cunt through her boy shorts.

"Fuck !"I groaned, eagre to enjoy her before her don. I hoped she was a virgin.

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

Walter Scott whimpered again, Sir Thomas More rip falling down his boldness."Oh, god, Denise. I 'm so sorry. Please, please, stop. I love you."

Denise slipped her sass off my hawkshaw, panting."Well, I 'm his prostitute now. You wanted to know every slut who spread her thighs for you, so I 'm going to savour this hawkshaw ! Mmm, it 's bigger than yours. And his cum ... I 'll love his cum. I 'll swallow every drop of his !"

"I bet you want this peter in your puss, just fucking you hard."

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

I grinned at her."When was the net prison term your husband pounded you like a slut ?"

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

"I 'm only my husband 's whore now,"Anne moaned. Then she leaned down and sucked on the blackamoor woman 's dour nipple.

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

"You are a slut,"I groaned."You 're my slut. And you love that."A tiny tingle across my brain.

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

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

Denise 's centre widened as harder son of a bitch crossed my idea."Of course she does. Mmm, Opal, watch momma conduct his cock."Then she rolled over onto her hands and knees, her nipple popping out of my wife 's mouth.

Anne followed it, ducking down onto her back and latching onto the chocolate-brown nub. My married woman sucked at it, making Denise groaned. She wiggled her pelvic girdle, a black-furred snatch beckoning between her thighs, woolly pubic hairsbreadth drenched by her juices.

More trickled down her thighs.

"soul 's horny for your cock, papa,"giggled Kitty.

"Denise,"croaked Scott.

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

Opal groaned. Robert Falcon Scott blubbered.

I fell to my stifle behind her, my hammer nudging her pussy."I 'm going to delight your wife 's cunt every day. And I have good news, Scott. I need someone to do work around my firm. chore, yard work, that sort of son of a bitch. All that stuff 's beneath a god. You 'll get to be around your wife and girl, watching them be my whores, hearing them moan, witnessing them writhing with my wife, my daughters, and my others sluts.

"Does n't that sound great ?"

For some reason, Scott disagreed.

I rammed into his wife 's pussy, cuckolding him. He groaned, his face turning green as he watched her head throw back in rapture. A purring groan rose from her throat. Her hot, married snatch clenched on my dick. She wiggled her hips, humping back into me, loving my cock.

I gripped her hips, pounding her so hard, loving every import of being in her slit. 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 delectation of a marry woman 's snap pleasing my dick.

While her cuckold watched and blubbered.

"Oh, Winfield Scott, yes !"howled his wife."Oh, damn, he knows how to screw ! He 's stirring my pussy up. I love his cock so lots. I 'm going to cum so hard on it ! I have n't had a right sexual climax from you in class ! If you had n't fucked all those strumpet, I 'd still be your faithful married woman !

"Now I 'm his fancy woman !"

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

"Not sorry enough to keep open your prick in your drawers !"she hissed, her pussy clenching hard on my cock.

I groaned, savoring it. My wife sucked noisily on Denise 's mammilla as I plowed her body. I savored the speech sound and the wet sailing of my cock through her cunt. Heat boiled around me, her cunt getting hotter and hotter as I plowed her. My balls thwacked into her clit, swelling with another cargo of cum to baste her married depths.

To spawn her. Scott would have to check his wife grow pregnant with my child. And when she was born, he 'd ingest to switch her diapers along with all the other household chores. He 'd be my slave forever, never getting to come to the woman he loved, but forever witnessing her being my whore.

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

"plow her, dad,"the twins moaned together.

Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw them tribbing each early, Lily on top of Rosie, their big nipple pillowed together. They ground their clit together, gasping, moaning, sharing incestuous candy kiss with each other.

"Fuck the slut, Daddy !"groaned crystal. She stood trembling as GA ate her snatch and Jessica devoured her arsehole. Behind her, Kitty, Marybeth, and Pina daisy-chained, feasting on each early 's hot pussies.

"Make her cum on your hawkshaw, Daddy !"moaned the twins.

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

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

"Do it !"I snarled."You 're my tart. You 're going to hold this cock in you all the metre. You 're going to be bred."

"Then I better kibosh taking the pill,"she groaned, her twat clenching hard."Oh, screw, Winfield Scott, yes ! I 'm cumming on his awesome dick !"

"Denise,"whimpered Robert Scott as his married woman 's pussy went wild about my dick.

"Fuck, yes,"I growled."Nothing like feeling a conjoin woman 's slit spasm about your hawkshaw, eh, Robert Scott ? Denise will dedicate me this delight whenever I want it."

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

"professional,"my wife moaned."Call him victor. He owns you now, slut."

"Cum in me, Master !"

I grunted, slamming into the tie adult female 's spasming slit. The joy surged through me. Her hot snatch sucked at my peter. I groaned, my balls tightening as they smacked into her clit. The pressure built.

Her pussy writhed about my cock.

I erupted.

"Fuck !"I snarled.

My dead body heaved as my balls offload. Hot cum fired over and over into Denise 's married pussy. George C. Scott groaned, more tears falling down his side. I shuddered, basting his wife 's matrimonial snatch. Every blast sent a spasm through my consistency. I groaned, delight burn through my thoughts.

My hands tightened on Denise 's rosehip. pleasance surged through me. I loved emasculating him.

"So safe,"his wife whimpered, her pussy milking out the endure drops of my cum."Oh, Scott, that 's how you fuck a married cleaning lady. Ooh, I bet none of the whores you fucked ever came so hard."

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

I think I loved my wife even more right now. I should have paid Sir Thomas More care to her. But now we could both delight our girl nubile, Edward Young bodies. My dick twitched in Denise 's puss. I pulled out of her.

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

"Gladly,"she said, articulation throaty.

I groaned as she rose, her half-dozen braids swaying about her back, moving with sinuous, sultry grace of God. Her back rippled. Then she stood lofty before her hubby, legs spread head encompassing, white cum dribbling down her coffee-brown thighs.

"Mmm, Sir Thomas More of that yummy cum,"she groaned, swiping up my jizz on her finger's breadth, bringing it to her mouth.

Her husband whimpered again.

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

My wife shifted then her spit lapped at my turncock, cleaning the other wife 's pussy off of me."Mmm, Scott, your wife has a such a yummy relishing puss. I 'm so glad she 's my husband 's whore now. It 's only bonny. I fucked your pathetic cock."She stared up at me, such sorrow in her eyes."I 'm so sorry, Michael."

I stroked through her brown fuzz."You 're forgiven, hun. I love you."

My wife licked my cock again, her middle flicking towards the couch."Are you going to recreate with Opal now ?"

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

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

"Robert Scott, strip your daughter for me. demo me her pair of virginals, unadulterated flesh. I 'm going to reave her."

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

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

George C. Scott blubbered as he stood and stumbled towards his daughter. Opal stretched with leonine grace, her back arching. I wondered if she performed gymnastics. She had the petite, long-shanked build for it. She raised her script, almost like a gymnast at the end of her routine.

"Strip me naked for him, Dad."

"No, baby,"he groaned."You ca n't do this. You 're daddy 's trivial girl. You ca n't let him touch you."

Even as he objected, his work force pulled her pink babydoll jersey off, exposing her conic, tan tit, 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 Robert Scott fell to his knee joint before her.

"Please, babe,"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 fancy woman, too. Just like Mom !"

My dick ached and throbbed as my wife fluffed me, keeping me hard and cook for her. Then Walter Scott pulled off his daughter 's boy shortstop, revealing the soft down of her pubic fuzz, as dark as her hair, and soaked by her virginal juices. He worked them down, moving slow, wanting to put off his daughter 's deflowering for as long as possible.

I groaned, such depraved approximation shooting through my mind as Opal stepped her dainty, correct foot out of her boy shorts. Then her left. Then she stood bare, her conic tits jiggling as she bounced on the testicle of her feet.

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

He retreated, clutching his girl 's boy drawers in his hands.

"And Opal, sit on your female parent 's face. Let 's make for certain your kitty-cat 's ready for my prick. Have your mother poke you to an orgasm."

My thoughts prickled at that.

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

"She 's my daughter !"groaned Denise.

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

"Oh, yes, Mom, I want you to lick my kitty-cat,"Opal said, her brain accepting my command. She moved faster to her female parent and plopped her pussy on Denise 's lips."Love me, Mom."

Scott cried more, watching his pure, ingenuous miss being violated by the woman he loved. My dick throbbed in my married woman 's mouth. As much as I liked Anne sucking, Opal 's sass, opened blanket in lewd pleasance, beckoned.

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

"She 's no stranger to sucking cock,"I groaned, my dick aching in her oral fissure."She loves your wife 's pussy succus, too. Just sucking them off my dick And the way she 's moaning."I grinned."Your wife 's devouring her pussy."

"Mmm, she is,"Anne groaned, crawling to get together us. She hugged Opal from behind, pressing her off-white breasts into the tan girl 's back."That 's it. Suck your headmaster 's rooster. He 's going to pop your cherry and throw you set off with that shaft."

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

"Yes !"Denise moaned.

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

"That 's the pleasure my husband 's whores get,"my wife moaned, cupping the girl 's tan bosom. My wife squeezed them."Keep moaning, sweetie. Let my husband feel your pleasure humming about his dick."

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

My turncock throbbed. I pulled it out of her mouthpiece and erupted across her tan aspect. She gasped, eyes squeezing shut in jounce. My cum basted her face, coating her chassis in pearly lines and dribbling globs. She shuddered, grinding her hot kitty-cat on her mother 's oral cavity as I unloaded on her face.

I shuddered, stroking my dick still slick with her mother 's juices. Her tongue flicked across her lips, tasting my cum. Her heart widened. She licked more, then her digit were scooping up my cum, bringing the pearly gobs to her thirsty lips.

"Mmm, honey, share that with your mother,"Anne moaned."crimp over and let her lick you clean while you point that Virgin cunt at my husband."

"Yes, madam,"Opal groaned.

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

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

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

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

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

So I moved around to move over it to her.

Kitty appeared, her face smeared with Marybeth 's kitty-cat ointment. She grabbed my hawkshaw."Let me help you pop her cherry tree, pop. It 's the better Opal. You 're going to love it."

I shivered, my youngest guiding my cock to youthful, virgin zany. crystallization appeared on the other face, her blond hair falling informal about her shoulder. Her eye shone up at me as she grabbed my dick too.

"Fuck her unvoiced, dada,"she beamed."I 'm so glad you 're a god."

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

Scott kept crying on his recliner, his daughter 's boy short circuit balled up in his fist.

I gave him a triumphant look and stole his daughter 's virginity.

Opal moaned into her female parent 's sass as her cherry tree popped. Her untouched depths engulfed my prick. Her cunt squeezed down hard on my shaft. I shuddered, my center rolling back into my head as I savored her snatch wrapped about my cock. I groaned, sliding so deep into her. Her hot flesh clung to me, gripping my cock, making me aching and shudder. My eyes rolled back into my head, her kitty-cat clamping down on my dick.

"papa !"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 footling little girl forever,"groaned her father."Not a whore like you mother !"

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

I grunted, fucking her harder and harder, plowing my cock deep into her pussy. My balls thwacked over and over into her button, her barely legal twat gripping my dick. My deal slid up her incline, reaching down to cup her conical breasts, feeling her puffy mamilla against my palms.

She moaned, kissing her mother. Denise groaned into her daughter 's candy kiss, her manus gripping the back of Opal 's headspring. She bucked and writhed on my Gemini the Twins'licking clapper, grinding her hot puss against Rosie 's and Lily 's hungry mouths.

Sakartvelo and Jessica sixty-nined while Marybeth and Pina scissored their legs together, humping against each early punishing. They grinned at me as I broke in the fresh extremity of my harem. Opal 's pussy clenched hard on my dick, the friction so intense.

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

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

"Yes, yes, yes,"kitten gasped, her kitty on my other hip, smearing her juice around, her bush ticklish."piece of ass her, Daddy."

My two daughters threw their weaponry around my neck, kissing at my impudence, crystal 's small breasts rubbing on my side. I shuddered, savoring the heat of their pussy and their wet rim as I plowed Opal. They made this moment even more perfect.

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

"Cum in her slit, Daddy,"Kitty moaned in my ear, grinding her hot cunny harder on my hip."Ooh, yes, do it."

"Do it, dada !"gasped Crystal.

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

"Yes,"I growled, burying bass, glancing at Scott, a vomit up expression on his aspect. He knew his daughter was forever my whore.

My balls tightened. I plowed into her and erupted.

My cum flooded her untouched, productive depths. I shuddered, my dick throbbing, cum spurting out of me. My two daughters moaned into my ears, their juices flooding hot down my second joint, joining me in rapture.

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

"Cum, beloved,"cooed Denise."Cum on Michael 's big cock !"

"Yes !"she howled.

And then hot, fuddled cunny spasmed on my dick. My eyes rolled back into my principal at the unexpected pleasure. I shuddered, gripping her conelike boob harder, the rapture flooding through my mind.

Her pussycat milking my tool, drawing out every drop of my germ to fertilize her depths.

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

"red cent,"I groaned, my pleasure cresting."tinker's dam, Scott, you raised a mightily exquisitely whore. She 's going to keep open me happy."

"I am,"she moaned in hug drug, still cumming.

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

He nodded his oral sex."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 conduct pity on the asshole. Maybe after I tormented him enough, made him watch his wife and daughter being my cocotte for a few months, maybe a year, I 'd let him go.

Or maybe not. It was so hot.

My dick throbbed in Opal 's kitty-cat. I drew back my hip, bore to force out another onus into her cunt. After all, I wanted all my women bred. They had graven image and goddesses to bear.

Me, and the others who received the nimbus, would alter the world.

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

"He 's a god,"Alexis, Alex 's twin, giggled. She sat on her male parent 's lap.

Deidre glanced at her ex-husband, her asshole still throbbing from her penalization."I wonder what the future god or goddess will teach us."

"I should get my daughters channeling to feel out,"St. James Maxwell said from hind end, his two twins sitting on his lap."After they 've rested."

Deidre glanced behind her, Mindy and Cindy cuddled up to their male parent 's au naturel thorax, asleep."I think they 've earned a rest. This god had quite the appetite."

"He did, Mom,"Alex said, tightening his weapon around her shank, 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 attain sure her son 's cock was fully satiated. Three of the new Gods revealed. nine more to go. I wish you were here, sir, to see the new age dawn.

The END