dad 's Mind-Controlled girl
A account of the Institute of exaltation inquiry
Chapter One : Virgin Controlled by Her pop
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2017

bill : Thanks to wrc264 for genus Beta reading this !

Deidre Icke, President of the Institute of Apotheosis research, marched through the halls of her post building, the florescent lights flickering, the walls painted a laid-back beige. At a first glance, it could pass for any federal agency building in America. But Deidre knew differently. From here, the populace would change. She 'd follow in the footstep of her mentor, Dr. Henry Blavatsky, and ensure the awakening of human beings would happen.

That the graven image would retort, created by technology. Beings determined through séance and speculation, then delivered the cracking invention of human history : the halo.

She opened a door labeled : scyring.

A shudder ran through her, curious to learn what the third God would teach mankind. The lesson of the second still had her body tingling, her eighteen-year-old son 's cum running out of her pussy and dribbling down her thigh from beneath her skirt. In her rush to see who the next depicted object was, she 'd forgotten to put on her panties.

"hullo, Ms. Icke,"Mindy and Cindy chorused together, the similitude eighteen-year-olds session at the séance table, a crystal ball between them. The dark-haired girls held each early 's work force, their oculus still dazed from their channeling of Alicia Nathaniel Bailey 's sprightliness. Through the wife of Deidre 's mentor and co-founder of the Institute, they learned who to give the twelve halos to.

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

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

A Facebook profile filled the computing machine screen of a man of James 's age, his hair sandy-blond. His visibility picture had him standing smiling with his arm around a pretty brunet, also in her forty and looking in bang-up human body for a cleaning lady of her age. Deidre ignored the woman, studying the man, his drab eye bright in the photo.

"Michael Horne,"James I said,"married, father of four daughters. resident physician of Albuquerque, New Mexico. defensive structure contractile organ out at Patrick Victor Martindale White Sands."

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

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

"Then have delivery send the gloriole. My approval."

"Right away. It 'll make six hours for the bourdon to make it and begin work."James IV leaned back in his chair, stretching.

Deidre leaned down, her hired man resting on his shoulder."So, father of four daughters."

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

She gave a sideways coup d'oeil at Henry James 's similitude."Hoping for a revelation similar to the endure two Goddesses ? Or will our low manlike God focus on something other than sex ?"

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

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

She had time to savor her kid before writing her message to the new God.

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

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

Flashes of my girl and her nubile friend, a dark-haired girlfriend with big breast, kissing and writhing together in nubile, lesbian passion while I watched burned through my mind.

Guilt twisted through me. Ever since the twins, Rosie and Lily, turned eighteen three twelvemonth ago, I 'd begun to notice my daughter. First the Twin as they matured, then watch glass live on class, and now even Kitty, my unseasoned just turned eighteen, drew my attention.

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

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

Now that she was older, it was difficult not growing erect when she snuggled her scant, lilliputian frame on my lap. Barely topping four base, she stood a nous inadequate than either of the twins.

"Is Jessica here ?"Kitty pouted.

"Afraid so,"I said, my putz so hard as I realized my girl wore a spaghetti strap top of pale pink, the wet clothing clinging to her budding white meat. Like her honest-to-god sisters, she dressed to show off her developing body.

"I hope they stay in her room,"pussy muttered then darted back into hers. I caught the briefest glance of her bubbly butt in a pair of pixilated short boxers hugging that curving rear.

It was straining living in a theatre with four barely legal but sexy daughter. I never thought I was a deviant, a man who could starve after his own form, but I was. I tried to focus on my wife, but I could n't check thinking about our girls.

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

My hands went to the washing hamper, ripping it open up. An potpourri of feminine clothes piled inside. I snagged the first pair of panties I could, Patrick Victor Martindale White with red strawberries on it. pool 's panties.

The innocence of her underclothes made my dick throb even harder. I double-checked the door was locked before unzipping my pants. In the hall, quartz and Jessica giggled before slipping into her bedroom adjacent to the bathroom. I heard their conversation, lyric blunted by the wall into murmuring noise, the babble of two delirious brooks.

closedown my eyes, I pictured my innocent puss sitting on my lap, squirming in the take pair of panties I now wrapped about my cock. I shuddered, stroking my daughter 's underwear up and down my gumshoe, my illusion burning hot in my head.

"Oh, Daddy, what 's that growing hard beneath my seat ?"she asked with such innocence, looking over her articulatio humeri at me, blue devil centre so curious.

"nil,"I muttered, my tool aching as I rubbed her panties on her. This same scrap of cloth had pressed against her kitty-cat recently, absorbing any of her excitement, wreathed in her scent.

My free hired hand gripped the return. I leaned over, stroking my hawkshaw faster as my fantasy played out. My daughter squirmed more, grinding her hawkshaw into my cock, her breathing growing faster as she shifted. Her pussy, separated by her panties, slid up and down my crotch, stimulating me.

"You 're squirming so a lot,"I groaned.

"Sorry, pop,"she whispered."It 's just that severe matter. It 's ..."

"What, Kitten ?"

"It 's embarrassing, papa,"she moaned, covering her side in her helping hand, grinding her pussycat harder as her youthful organic structure awakened to the sense datum rippling out of her young cunny.

My balls ached, the joy of masturbating in my youngest 's pantie rippling through my consistence. The tip of my hammer throbbed, stimulated by the look of the cotton. I groaned, hand stroking faster, the roughness exciting me.

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

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

"Where ?"

"Down there. Between my legs."

"Your pussy ?"

"Daddy !"she gasped in virgin embarrassment.

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

"Do n't be embarrassed. What 's your puss tactile sensation like ?"

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

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

And then, from my daughter Crystal 's elbow room, came a feminine moan. It sounded so much like a sound my wife would wee in bed. My foreland whipped around, my ears prickling. That sound could n't have come from my girl 's room. She had her friend Jessica in there and ...

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

The moan were louder. A bed creaked. Were my daughter and her supporter having tribade sex for real ?

Another pant, full of intimate Energy Department, bled through the wall. A bed groaned, springs rasping. I moved my head to the paries, pressing my ear against it as my helping hand flew up and down my peter, rubbing my other daughter 's scanty into my aching cock.

I pictured Crystal naked, her small breasts jiggling, her friend Jessica between her thigh, Brown whisker spread out over my daughter 's thigh. Jessica licked my daughter 's pussycat, running her tongue through her hot folds.

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

"Jesus,"I groaned.

My cock erupted.

A potent orgasm fired from my dick. My balls unloaded. Cum soaked into my youngest daughter 's panty. I shuddered, my thinking burning with crystallization and her champion having sex, my daughter thrashing, grinding her hot twat against her ally 's thirsty mouth.

pleasance surged hot through me. I grunted with every blast of cum from my dick. I swayed, elbow grease breaking out over my human face. With a final examination moan, my cock dribbled out the last of my jizz into Kitty 's scanty, the cotton sucking up my juices.

And then the guilt struck me.

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

Giggles echoed. Then something piano smacking, like feminine lip kissing.

I shoved my girl 's panties deep into the hamper, burying it far from the open. Then I stumbled out into the entrance hall and almost ran into my married woman. She wore a duet of mean jeans and a low-cut, lavender blouse, her gym bag slung over her shoulder. Brown hair tumbled in curls about her face.

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

My cheek grew redder.

"Sorry."

My wife shook her nous, striding past me and going down the stairs. I followed her, smelling the scent. I frowned at that."You 're wearing perfume to Pilate ?"

"To cover up the elbow grease,"she laughed, throwing a expression over her face when she reached the hindquarters of the steps."I got to go."Color spotted cheeks."I do n't want to be late."

"okeh,"I said, my hilltop furrowing. Something ... twinged through my stomach."I love you."

She paused at the social movement doorway."I love you, honey."

I opened my mouth to ask her to skip tonight, to let me take her to dinner, but she was out the doorway and gone before I could formulate my speech. I shook my head, trying to relegate the Weird itchiness at the binding of my mind, when my sound buzzed. A text message. I pulled it out, frowning at the informant, a twine of numbers.

I opened it.

CONGRATULATIONS Michael Horne ! ! !

You have been chosen by our top squad of investigator for our exciting new product ! The Halo is the result to all your parenting and piece of work needs. Tired of your daughter running amok in your life story ? Tired of feeling like you have no control ?

Well you 're in portion. Our patent nimbus mind control technology will allow you to take control of the masses in your aliveness and mold them to your wishes.

I know you are as excited as we by this amazing opening. Out of all the billions of citizenry in this worldly concern, we think you are one of the XII lucky candidates to apply this ground-breaking technology.

So extolment and get quick to impound your new sprightliness !

Your software program should make it in minute by drone. Enjoy !

Sincerely,

Deidre Icke, Esq.

President of The Institute of Apotheosis Research

"Would n't that be gracious,"I muttered, staring at the obvious cozenage trying to queer me out of my money. judgment mastery ... The things I could do with my daughter. Enjoy them.

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

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

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

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

The doorbell rang.

I blinked, staring at the doorway. Through the frost window, something moved. I heard a faint buzzing. My girl gave me a rummy look. Then she wrenched the door overt, staring down at the brownness box left on our doorstep, a bloodless object zipping away.

A drone.

Like in the message.

Kitty bent grass over, her ass hugged by those pastel-blue short trunks. I groaned, seeing the cloth molding to her pussy. Did she skip her panty, too ? My petite girl did n't flex her knees to scoop up the package, but her waist, so limber she could close up her lithe body in half.

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

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

"OK, Daddy."She beamed at me. She had no idea the sort of monstrosity her sire was. I wanted to eat her, to devour the innocent cunny between her thighs and stool her squeal.

I carried the package to my first level position, closing the door behind me. With a turn up knife, I cut loose the package. I pulled out the educational activity manual, printed in a twelve dissimilar oral communication. I opened it, reading through the technological specifications.

If this was a fraudulence, it was damned good.

The Halo, it turned out, was a nanite settlement that promised to transfer my brainwaves and get me to broadcast them and overwrite the traffic pattern of others, thus gaining control of them. The determination was to pass water me a god.

Why would anyone want to make me a god.

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

saint ... A Greek Holy Writ that meant to become a god, to gain ground divinity.

The nanites had early core, boosting my immune system, curing any transmitted shortcoming, giving me enhanced stamina, including sexual stamina. It sounded far too secure to be true. I picked up the halo, the band smooth gold.

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

So I hooked it up to my oscilloscope.

It put out no electrical signal. As far as I could distinguish, it was just a ring of gold. Delivered by radio-controlled aircraft. After receiving a strange textbook message. A Goggle search revealed the institute was real, a groundbreaker in internet technology. New Age rhetoric dotted the web site, talking about making the cosmos a better home, bringing nirvana to mankind, yadda, yadda, yadda.

"This can not be material,"I muttered to myself, sitting in my hot seat, twirling the ring around my finger in flashing circles.

My office door opened. pussy popped in, beaming at me."I 'm thirsty, Daddy and ... Ooh, that 's pretty."

My daughter darted to me, pigtails flying. Her denudate foundation padded on the carpeting then slapped the plastic mat my death chair rested on so it could roll smoothly. She plucked the ring from off my digit, grinning at me, then slapped it on my head.

"There, papa, you 're now a Martin Luther King Jr. and ..."Her blue middle widened. Her jaw dropped.

The nimbus burned around my head. I shuddered, the heat reaching into my brain. shiver raced across my thoughts. I groaned, my vision fuzzing for a moment. My girl backed away, her handwriting covering her mouth.

"I 'm so distressing, pop !"she gasped."I did n't think ... Did I interrupt it ?"

"Break it ?"I groaned, my warmness hammer. What had it done to me."Why do you think you broke it ?"

My straits tingled as I said those words.

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

Dissolved ? My hands shot to my head, feeling for the gold anchor ring. Nothing. Nada. It had vanished. Because it was a settlement of nanites. They activated and ... And were in me. Changing me. Like the instruction manual said.

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

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

"stick out your tongue."

She did that, her middle growing wider, her soundbox quivering.

"You can contain doing both."My dick swelled to its full phase of the moon unfeelingness. I stared at her spaghetti-strapped cooler top, her budding breasts outlined by the garden pink textile. I swallowed."Take off your top."

Fuzzy phonograph needle prodded my brain.

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

Her words trailed off as she hauled her top over her head, exposing those budding breasts, barely more than bumps rising from her bureau, her nipple small and pinkish. I groaned at the lot of them. My dick tried to rip through my pants.

"Daddy !"She clutched her top to her breasts, covering up."Why did I do that ? I could n't stop myself. I did n't desire to."vermilion burned across her cheeks.

"It 's hunky-dory, Kitten,"I told her, my persuasion fuzzing, pricking, aching."Your dad loves you and will never harm you. It 's o.k.. Just obey. You 're happy doing what I say. It makes you find exceptional. And not embarrassed or guilty or frightened."

embossment explosion across her face. She smiled at me."I do like obeying you, Daddy. I 'm a sound girl."

"Yes, you are,"I said, my lusts rising. This was happening. I 'd finally harass my daughter."fall the tank top."

She did, exposing those unripened breasts again. My mouth salivated. She stood with a happy smile, hands on her hips, proud of her developing eubstance now. Her pigtails swayed about her shoulders as she shifted on her feet.

"Now your shorts. require those off,"I groaned, only a light tingle across my mentation as my brainwaves rewrote hers.

"Of course, dad !"she said even as her hands moved. She shoved her pastel-blue hot gasp down. She wore no panties beneath like I suspected. A faint wisp of blonde pubic hair adorned her pudenda. I licked my brim, seeing the besotted prick of her twat.

virginal tight.

My rooster ached so badly. I 'd never been so hard in my living. I stared at her barely effectual snatch. Eighteen-year-old Virgin cunny. I did n't understand why the Institute sent me the Halo. I did n't like. I just wanted to enjoy the sweet-scented animate being before me.

"semen sit on dada 's lap,"I groaned.

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Jordan James Clerk Maxwell groaned as his two girl stood beside him. Both twins had their manpower resting on his shoulders, watching the camera feed go live. The first pilotless aircraft had inserted a fiber ocular spy cam through the paries of issue 3 's office. On screen, the new God 's eighteen-year-old daughter, Kitty, stripped out of her shorts, unveiling her barely sound beauty to the HD feed.

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

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

"It is,"he groaned, his peter so hard. He 'd seen his twinned daughters make love. They 'd learned from the first of all Goddess that mother/daughter and sister/sister incest was allowed. But now ... Now father/daughter incest was taught, demonstrated so viscerally by Kitty Horne hopping onto her papa 's lap.

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

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

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I groaned as my girl hopped onto my lap with a squeal, squirming around, rubbing her nude ass right into my bulging fork. My bagger and slacks separated us as I wrapped my hands around my girl 's consistence, feeling the warmth of her bare abdomen beneath my finger's breadth.

"Just keep squirming,"I panted.

"Okay, pop,"she said, grinding against my shaft, sending stimulation through me. My hawkshaw ached and throbbed, drinking in her every motility.

"Oh, Daddy, what 's that beneath me ?"My daughter turned around, her hips unable to block moving. Her dark eyes opened panoptic."It feels like ... Is that your phallus ?"

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

"Sorry, Daddy."She shifted again, her ass so ardent, the heat bleeding through my clothing to my cock."But why is it hard ? Unless ..."Her blueness eyes widened."Did I make you hard, Daddy ?"

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

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

"kitten, you are so cunning and sexy,"I groaned, nuzzling into her ear."You 're daddy 's trivial girl, and I find you so hot. Feel how heavily you 've made me."

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

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

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

"But you love your daddy,"I groaned, my thoughts fuzzing."And you 'll let your daddy touch you everywhere. And enjoy it. You want to seduce pop happy, right ?"

"Of course of study, pop,"she moaned, my finger massaging slow roach about her curing nub. It poked out from her white meat."Oh, pappa, the tingles are growing."

"Where ?"

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

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

"You like that, huh ?"

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

"Good."My left hired man moved get down."It 's fun to be naughty with Daddy."

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

My finger's breadth moved low-pitched, her frame growing hotter, wetting agent. And then I felt the top of her slit, that tight flexure hiding her pussy. I pressed into her bend. She spasmed in my arms as I nudged her pea-sized clit. She groaned and gasped, rubbing her cunt hard on my slump. The heat grew. And then I felt her juice soaking through to my dick.

Damn, my girl was wet. Hot.

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

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

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

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

She nodded her header, mewling again. Her body shook, her legs boot before her. She moaned and gasped, smearing that hot cunny against my hump. My fingerbreadth danced on her clit, twisted her mamilla, stimulating her scarcely legal body.

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

"That 's it, kitten. That 's your start orgasm !"

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

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

"Daddy !"she mewled, shuddering a final time before she leaned back into me, her rosehip still wiggling. She still had to squirm.

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

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

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

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

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

Her cheeks went scarlet."I 'm so drab, Daddy. I ruined your clothing."

I shook my head."No, you did n't. You made Daddy feel good."And then an mind popped into my head."But you did soak Daddy 's dick and balls. I need you to work out up all your cream and mine. Just open up my knickers and get out down my boxers, then lick my dick clean of our cream like a good kitten."

"Yes, Daddy."

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

Aching.

The annulus worked as promise.

Kitty took a abstruse breath before grabbing the hem of my packer and tugging them down. Her blueing eyes widened as my cock spilled out, smeared with milky cum and glistening pussy juice. It thrust up from me, pulsing with the beat of my heart. The physical manifestation of my lust for my mind-controlled daughter.

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

She leaned in, her small hands wrapping about it, finger so delicate. I groaned at the incestuous impinging between us. She let out a mewling moan, her breath laundry over my smashed cock, my pubic hair matted by our juices.

And then she took a yearn clout up my shaft.

Her tongue gathered the mix of our fluids, tasting pussy and cum for the first base time. heart piled before her glossa. She pulled it back into her mouth, centre growing bright as she shuddered. She smacked her lips after swallowing.

"Wow, we taste good together, Daddy."

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

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

I groaned as she swirled her tongue about the poll of my tool. She made me squirm and groan. My heart rolled back into my head as she cleaned the tip of my pecker. Then she licked at the slope, lapping up our juices with such barren eagerness. Her bubbly rear end waved at me. I stared down her supple back leading to that rump.

God, she was gorgeous.

Her spit reached my frenulum, brushing the medium rootage of my cock 's tip. Then she swirled around the spongy, pink flesh. This time, her sass latched on, sucking hard for a moment, her impertinence hollowing.

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

"Yes,"I gasped, her lips so warm about my cock."Just soak up my cock and ..."I winced."idea your teeth."My thoughts prickled."You do n't ever require to bruise daddy with your teeth."

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

I grabbed her pigtails, holding them and guiding her mouth up and down my shaft. My little kitten purred with delight. She kept shaking her hip, almost like she wished she had a tail to wag. I groaned, my dick throb in the nirvana of my daughter 's mouth.

Her cheeks hollowed. Her back talk sucked harder. She bobbed them up and down, her lips sliding down my ray and back up it. I panted, the pleasure boiling through my trunk. Such exquisite hotness ran through me. Such astounding pleasure.

"That 's it, Kitten,"I groaned."beloved pappa 's cock. Such a ripe girl."

Her tongue swirled. She moaned louder. Her hand stroked the base of my cock, fisting me as I bobbed her backtalk with her pigtails. Rapture shot down my shaft. My clump boiled as I leaned back. My chair creaked, the leather sticking to my backbone and ass.

"Fuck,"I panted."You 're such a good cock mug, kitty. Oh, yes, you 're making Daddy palpate amazing."

She smiled around my dick, her blue sky heart flashing. She moaned, sucking so hard. Her bridge player fisted my hammer faster, brushing her sassing as they bobbed up and down my ray. The suction reached into my balls, tugging at the cum in them.

A third sexual climax in one evening. I loved the halo.

"papa 's going to oversupply your rima oris with his jizz, and you 're going to withdraw every drop like a just fille,"I panted.

She moaned.

"That 's my good daughter, Kitten. Mmm, dada 's going to return you so a lot cream."

She sucked so hard, so aegir. Her ass wiggling so fast, her cunny on fire. I bet her juice dribbled down her second joint. I licked my back talk, my eubstance tensing. The cum rose in my balls, drawn to the suction of her hungry mouth.

I came.

"Yes, kitty !"

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

The pleasure flooded through my organic structure. Stars danced before my eye. My hands tightened on her pigtails, keeping her from releasing my dick. My daughter swallowed all of my jizz. All my fantasy come to life.

I loved it.

"Yes !"I groaned."Oh, kitten, you 're going to suck Daddy 's cock all the time. You and your Sister !"

The final exam squirt shot into her mouth, the pleasance buzzing through my eubstance. I let go of her pigtails. She nursed at my prick, sucking hard, wanting more of my cum. When she realized there 'd be no more, she popped her backtalk off.

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

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

She nodded her head.

"neediness Daddy to eat your cream ?"

Her grinning grew so bright. She nodded eagerly.

I pushed my raw daughter down on the carpeted floor, spreading her second joint. Her juice coated her form, her vulva bloom and plump, her slit still that close furrow. Even pushing her legs far apart only parted them enough to give a hint of her garden pink flesh.

With a thirsty moan, I leaned down and devoured my girl 's hot, virgin cunny.

"Daddy !"she squealed, bucking and grinding her snatch on my licking tongue."That 's so awesome, Daddy !"

I lapped through my girl 's soaked folds, brushing her Virgo snatch. Her hymen covered the entrance. I caressed it with my tongue. I slid up, brushing her clit, making her spasm in delight. Her fresh succus coated my lips.

I drank them. Savored them. Her innocent savor lingered in my backtalk after every deglutition of her pussy juices. I lapped at her virgin cunny, dragging my tongue through her folds over and over, loving how she squealed and moaned. Her gasps echoed through my office.

"Daddy, yes !"she gasped."You 're licking my cunny ! And it feels sooooo good ! Is this how I made you sense ?"

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

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

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

My nose pressed into her snatch, breathing in her olfactory property, as I tongued her hymen. My hawkshaw ached, still hard, bore to pop her cherry. To build my little kitty into a cleaning lady. I licked up to her clit, sucking on it, making her twitch more.

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

juice squirted out of her virgin pussy.

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

I slid up her body, my paw caressing her stomach. I nipped at her right nipple, loving the minuscule nub in my sassing. It was a quarter the sizing of her mother 's. Then I kissed her, her hot pussycat rubbing on my stomach as she tasted her juices fresh from my mouth.

She thrust her lingua into me, thrashing and trembling. I wanted to hold on kissing her, but I had to get it on her. I broke the kiss, leaving us both trousering, and slid higher up her body, my heavily prick pressing into her barely legal vulva, so plummet with her arousal.

Our height difference made kissing impossible. Her font pressed into my bureau as she humped against my dick. Her virgin pussy caressed it as she held me. Her fingernails bit into my backbone as she groaned.

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

"Kitten !"I groaned and thrust.

My tool pressed and pressed on her hymen. Her virgin form stretched, resisting my dick. She let out a whine of infliction, her fingernails biting harder. I grit my dentition, hating hurting her, but I wanted to immerse into her untouched depths.

With a growl, I rammed my coxa forward.

Her hymen stretched before me. Snapped.

I popped my eighteen-year-old girl 's cherry red. My cock slammed halfway into her virgin deepness. She squealed beneath me, bucking, her cunny clenching on my dick. I shuddered, savoring the incestuous flavor of her around me as I pressed deeper, breaking in her cunt for the first time.

"dad !"she moaned."Oh, pappa, you 're so bass in me !"

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

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

I drew back my rosehip and slammed into her cunt. She gasped, her slit clenching again. clash burned hot as I worked my dick through her tight snap. I struggled to call back if her mother, over the grade of our 22 long time of marriage, had ever been this tight. Even back when we first met.

pool had the tightest cunny. I reveled in the grip of her eighteen-year-old twat. estrus burned around my cock as I pumped over and over into my girl, robbing her of her innocence. Making her into a woman.

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

She kissed at my chest, licking and nibbling as I buried into her over and over. Every jab sent rapture shooting down to my Lucille Ball, a hot euphoria bringing my cum closer to a boil. I groaned, nuts thwacking into her contamination as I thrust.

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

"pappa !"she squealed over and over."piece of tail me, Daddy ! papa !"

She could n't stop saying daddy. And every time, my dick throbbed in her barely sound cunny. I groaned, tidal bore to flood my daughter 's puss with my cum. Maybe even spawn her. To works a daughter in my daughter 's cunt.

"son of a bitch !"I groaned."You 're going to have Daddy 's baby, Kitten !"

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

And then her pussy went wild. Her hot cunt spasmed about my prick. She writhed beneath me, juices gushing out of her snatch. My girl came on my dick, her hot kitty-cat milking my dick, eager for my incestuous seed to engender her.

I shuddered, slamming into her depths. My eyes rolled back into my question. The pleasance burned so hot through my egg. Her spasming pussy sucked on my pecker as I drew back. My nuts tightened, my cum boiling.

I slammed in.

"Kitten !"

My cum erupted.

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

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

Every gust of cum dig ecstasy through my body. My dick unloaded into her while sensation burst before my eyes. I savored my first taste of my girl 's just legal snatch. I reveled in it as my jizz flooded her prolific depths.

And I had three former daughter to bang. My own incestuous harem.

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

"That was the best affair ever, Daddy !"

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

"shuffling love again ?"she asked, her kitty-cat clenching on my dick.

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

"Yes, Daddy,"she beamed at me.

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King James I Maxwell groaned as he slammed into Mindy 's tight depths, enjoying his eighteen-year-old daughter 's pussy wrapped about his cock. He pumped away, her round breasts jiggling. He savored his second barely legal pussycat of the nighttime. His 2nd daughter.

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

"Mmm, now lick me clean,"Cindy moaned, lowering her cum-filled puss to her twin Sister 's mouth.

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

"Thank you, Lord,"groaned William James, glancing at the computing device admonisher where the new God climbed off his newly deflowered daughter and led her by the bridge player out of the room."Thank you !"

To be continued ...