Mind-Control Panties

chronicle 12 : Virgin cherry red Delight

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

musical note : Thanks to Alex for Beta reading this !

The music pulsing through the home stirred the build 's ancient soul. Though the euphony was mod, made with electronics and possessing alien phone, the rhythm it created was primaeval. Something passed down and down and down through the genesis of men from dim ancientness. The trope wanted to dance. To revel in the music and to spoil in the hormones permeating the room.

The figure was crashing a college sign party.

College students flocked around, drinking beer and smoke marijuana. The sour-sweet tang of the drug mixed with the sugary aroma of wine cooler. They laughed. Cheered. It passed a pair of daughter making out in the living room, stripped down to their bra. This was the utter place to leave its newest creation.

It held in its hand a dainty and pristine twain of panties. Something cut for a schoolgirl to wear, full of all that virgin promise. A band of snowy lace encircled it and it had two watchword written in the lustrous, reddest color : Cherry Tart.

The fig fought the surge to find out the two girlfriend kissing. They were doing it willingly, mostly. One was stoned and the former almost inebriate, but it was n't from its thaumaturgy. It was n't the Sami as twisting and turning and molding lady friend into new beings. To designate them different joy. The girlfriend upstairs, its mark, had experienced so many of them already.

With effort, it dragged itself away and slipped up the stairs, ignored by the college youths moving up and down. They did n't fall in the flesh another glance. It was nonde***********. Alien but quotidian. They twisted their organic structure to let it kick the bucket, not breaking their conversations or looking up from their phones. On the secondment floor, the sounds of sex and shouting grew louder and louder. Boys were cheering. There was a young lady in there, a slattern writhing in passion.

Delilah Edward Douglas White Jr. had a stopcock in all three of her gob. The nineteen-year-old little girl was a veteran of being gang-banged. She reveled in epicurean lust. Her large breasts bounced before her as she rode up and down on Bruce 's buddy-buddy cock. The mixed-race youth gripped her rosehip as she worked up and down his dick. Ryan fucked her from tooshie, a tall, twenty-year-old boy with a goatee. Nate was the one feeding femme fatale his putz. He was short, his blackamoor pilus buzzed short like a soldier 's and possessed the compact build of a wrestler.

"That 's it, suck that dick,"he ground as the public figure dropped the exceptional yoke of panties on enchantress 's discarded clothing. In the process, it snatched up her treat flip-flop, a strip of black cloth that did n't depend like it could get across anything.

The figure wanted to detain. To watch her fornication. The anatomy had program, a new idea to test with this pair of panties. Something beyond just changing her personality.

It wanted to see if it could forge her body.

It took one last-place look at her bleached-blonde hair's-breadth dancing about her side as she sucked and moaned and shuddered through her succeeding orgasm.

Then the number was gone.

Sometime later, when all the Guy have finished using her and femme fatale was sobering up, she stumbled towards her habiliment. So a lot jizz spilled down out of her fix. The spunk dribbled from her ass. It ran down her thighs. It coated her.

Dad 's going to be so pissed when I get home base, she thought with some mirthfulness, aching to throw her natural action in his face. Ever since her mother died, her father sought to curb her. She hated it.

She bent down and snagged up the panties.

"The fuck ?"she muttered, her bleached-blonde whisker spilling across her face as she bent over advance."Who the nooky slip my scanty and replaced them with this kiddy take a crap ?"She glanced at the snoring guys who 'd fucked her.

She snorted and stepped into them.

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enchantress White

A foreign tingle ran through me as I stepped into these kiddy step-in. I could n't believe someone had stolen my G-string and replaced them with these. They had fucking lacing around them. And that childish tripe on the back.

Cherry Tart.

real subversive. These were something a virgin who wanted to pretend that she was a bad young lady would buy at Hot topic. I rolled my eyes as I drew them up my leg. I savored the unusual tingling running through me. I smirked as I felt the cum leaking out of me. At least I would stain these. Whatever dumb daughter left hers behind, I would take joy in ruining them.

I smiled as I drew the pantie higher and higher. I shuddered as it slid up my thigh, smearing the cum as it went. The seminal fluid was soaking the fabric now. More tingles rippled through me. And then I pulled them up over my rump. I snapped the waistband down on my skin and ...

I shuddered, squeaking. I was naked. There were boy snoring around me. I gasped, my bridge player covering my tit. They were growing smaller. Why were they so big ? I had diminished breasts. short dumbbell. My cheeks burned. I shook my headway, noticing, for a moment, that my locks looked blond and not my usual brown. I groaned. As I darted my bridge player down to grab my dress, I wondered why I was naked.

Oh, God, did I have sex ?

My Virgin puss clenched. I could n't have had sex. I was a pure girl. A expert girl. Oh, my dada was going to be so mad. I had to get out of here. I grabbed my bra, sliding it on. For a moment, it seemed too big. And melanize. I did n't own black bras.

Then it was white and modest and fit my A-cup tit perfectly.

I fastened it and then grabbed my wench. A quiver rippled from my pantie. I frowned at my bottom. Why was my skirt so shortsighted and ...

I breathed in as relief filled me. What was wrong with me ? This doll clearly fell past my knees. It was fine. I stepped into the tartan bird, section of my college 's school 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 potato chip, white blouse. Something a schoolgirl would wear and ...

I pulled on my white blouse, quickly buttoning it up. I did n't throw fourth dimension to tuck it in because I needed to get out of here. One of the male child was already rousing. It was Bruce, the champion quarterback.

"femme fatale ?"He groaned."tinker's dam, a schoolgirl. That 's frizzly. Want to get here and ride on my putz. Put your hair up in pigtails."

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

I heard him abound into laughter.

I darted down the stairs, confused why I was even here. Of course, I heard that there was a party at Ryan 's business firm, but I would never go to something like this. Oh, my daddy must be so worried about me. I wanted to call 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 beginning floor and darted over the passed out guy. He was snoring, his shirt off. someone had drawn a phallus on his look. It was disgusting. Filthy. I leaped over him and raised for the breast door. I heard someone Call my epithet and say something rude. Something absolutely oil. I could n't consider it. I was a good miss. Why would he even think I 'd do something like that ?

I would never suck a cock.

I burst out of the house 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 bird swished about my peg. My arms pumped. My brown hair flowed behind me, condom and dislodge. I was n't a bad girl. I did n't even understand how I got here. I kept running and running and running. My side ached. I tasted a coppery tone at the backbone of my mouthpiece. My legs burned.

I stumbled to a gasping halt. I planted my hands on my knees, sucking in plastered. I blinked, looking around. Where was I ?

I shuddered, this flush of awe shooting through me. I had no idea where I was. It was iniquity. I was the solitary one out on the street. I bit my lip, my head darting to and fro. I was so frightened. I did n't even give birth my purse let alone my electric cell phone. But I could n't go back to that terrible place.

I could n't believe I was even there. And naked. What happened to me ?

I struggled to parse my memories. There were these loathly flashing, affair that I would never do. Terrible thing. They made me blush just thinking about them. I shuddered, shaking my head. That was n't me. I was Delilah T. H. White. I was nineteen. A virgin. I made a promise.

I glanced down at my right hired hand and sighed in fill-in as I saw the promise ring on my finger. I twisted it, the gold band that my pa had given me. I drew in a deep breath. I was beginning to relax.

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

I was wondering what I should do next when I heard a rumbling phone. I glanced on the street to see the headlamp approach. Large headlight. Something big was approaching. I raised my manus against the glare, squinting to see. I heard a powerful locomotive growling and chugging.

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

Just as the vehicle slowed down to stop by me, I realized it was the rig to one of those semifinal motortruck. I did n't have a trailer attached, so the device driver must be going rest home or something. I squeaked when the passenger doorway suddenly creaked opened. A man with a thick moustache peered out at me, leaning over the terrace 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 severe party for some reason 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 know where I am."

"well, girlfriend, I can give you a tease home."

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

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

"wellspring, thanks to Hank,"I said, struggling to go up up into the cab. It was so magniloquent."I 'm Delilah."

I managed to get into the butt and closed the heavy door. This giddy shiver raced through me. I sat so much higher up than other gondola I 've been in. I looked out of the window, smiling as he pulled away from the curb bit. If we were driving through normal traffic, I 'd feel so crucial right hand now looking down at the other carts.

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

"He wanted me to wet-nurse his ..."My cheeks burned."Well, you know. His boy thingy."

"Cock ?"

"Hank !"I gasped."You should n't say a word like that around a girl my age."

He chuckled."Sorry. I forgot. I 'm secondhand to running around with the coarser gang. So, where do you live ?"

I told him my savoir-faire as he drove the hand truck. The locomotive engine growled. He shifted the geared wheel with one hired hand, the other resting on the steering wheel. He kept glancing at me, I smiled back at him.

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

"Of class 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 girls. A slut."

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

My face burn.

"In fact, how can even make love 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. future thing I know, they be claiming that they did other thing to me."

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

I swallowed.

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

I swallowed as the hand truck slowed down. I heard the air brakes release the pressure as we stopped. He shifted the cogwheel into the Mungo Park, the engine idling away.

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

A unusual tingle raced around my panties. I swallowed, staring at his private parts. I gasped as he unsnapped his jeans. He was doing this right before me. I covered my eyes as I heard his blue jean rustling. I knew he was pulling it out. His turncock. This wicked exalt went through me. I could n't consider this was happening.

My fingers covering my eyes 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 expression if you scoot closer."

I swallowed, shocked that this was happening. It stirred the strange heat inside of me. I never felt anything like this before. What is that about this that made me want to reach down and relate him. I did n't do that. I swallowed, though, and leaned closer, studying his cock. It thrust hard and pink out of his dungaree. The tip twitched and throbbed. I could see curls of dark-brown hair's-breadth around the base. A strange liquidity beaded at the tip.

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

"Trust me, your pussy can dilute to take it,"he said."But we 're talking about blowjobs here. Just scoot lower, give your oral cavity all-embracing, and just suck that big cock in your mouth. Find out what you are."

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

vibration, I reached out and grabbed it. I gasped at how lovesome it was. It twitched and throbbed in my hand. It felt so alive. I shuddered, my tongue flicking over my lips. I lowered my head further. I closed my heart, opened my mouth, and descended the close few inches.

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

I sucked.

His hawkshaw twitched again. He groaned as I sucked and nursed on him. It was like a big lollipop. A salty flavored one. I shuddered, that wet rut between my second joint growing and growing. It made me want to progress to down and rub it. I trembled, my handwriting tightening on his cock 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 head, bobbing up and down. My lips slid along his shaft as I squirmed. I was growing so hot and wet between my thighs. Why ? My cheek hollowed as I sucked on him. He groaned, my lips moving up and down faster.

"Shit, I thought you were virgin. You know how to suck a dick. Damn."

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

I kept sucking on his peter and bobbing my head. I slid my rim up and down his dick. I shuddered, this heat growing and growing between my second joint. It felt so wicked. So blue. I should n't be doing this. Daddy would be angry at me, but the truck driver was right. I had to know.

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

The teamster was groaning and grunting as I worked my mouth up and down his dick. I slid as far down his shaft as I could, his turncock pressing into the back of my throat before I slid back up. I sucked the entire way, my impertinence hollowing. I just knew that he loved it. He enjoyed my mouth. His hand tightened in my brown haircloth. He gripped me. I quivered, this tingle racing through my panties.

Was I a bad girl for doing this ?

My clapper danced around the top of his cock. The seat creaked and groaned beneath us. His manus tightened. He pressed my headspring down hard. I gasped as his pecker brushed the book binding of my throat and then slip down it.

He was sliding into my esophagus !

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

"God fucking damn, you are a trollop,"he groaned."I ca n't think you can take a cock with such ease. Fuck."

I was n't a loose woman. I was a virgin.

He drew my forefront up by pulling my hair. It hurt and yet that only made me feel wetter between my thighs. He groaned as I sucked so grueling. My lingua danced around his shaft. I caressed him with purpose. It felt like I knew what I was doing. Like I really was a natural-born cock soft touch. That was unimaginable. I could n't be that. I squirmed, rubbing my second joint together. My skirt rustled.

"Getting hot in your little cunt ?"he asked. Then he chuckled."Of course you are, little loose woman. You 're in that sexy schoolgirl rig. Yeah, you wanted me to come up along so you could suck my dick."

But I did n't desire this.

I ached to tell him that, but I was too engaged sucking his peter. His dick throbbed and twitched in my mouth. That salty juice that leaked out of the tip of his tool soaked my knife. He tasted so skilful. I sucked hard on him, wanting more. I shuddered, my second joint still squirming, struggling to replete 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 pussy. I tried to clamp down on him with my legs, but he was so secure. He kept going.

I gasped as his uncut fingers reach my kickshaw panties. He rubbed them, pressing them into my folds. I shuddered, a naughty high temperature blossoming in my slit. It was so intense. Blissful rippling flooded through me.

I could n't think it. His touch felt amazing. I knew he should n't be touching me there, that I should make him stop, but his separatrix just made me beat. I sucked on his cock with even Thomas More passionateness. I nursed on his dick with such hunger.

He groaned, his fingerbreadth rubbing up and down my pussy. He touched my virgin flesh through my demure panties. All these naughty joy surged through me. My toes curled in my shoes, a whine revolt in my throat.

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

What did I postulate ?

I gasped as he suddenly ripped my mouth off his shaft. Then I was moving, seized by his strong manpower. Before I knew it, he was lifting me onto his lap. The steering wheel pressed into my stomach, my thorax tendency over it. The trumpet honked as my tit 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 second joint and—

"Oh, no, no, I 'm a virgin !"I gasped as his stopcock slid up my inner thigh towards my pussy.

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

I whimpered as his rooster touched my snatch. The hand holding my panties aside moved away, sliding around me to take hold of my other hip. He held my waist closely and, with a groan, he slammed me down his cock.

I gasped as my cerise popped.

I felt my hymen tear for the low gear time. Then his rooster was inside of me. Filling me. His cinch stretched open my twat. I shuddered while a wave of heat washed through my Virgo the Virgin consistency. A Delicious wave.

"Fucking damn, you 're tight,"he groaned."Now move those pelvic arch. bait my dick."

I gripped the steering cycle while this intense heating system that burned from my pussy seized my peg. They flexed all on their own. I gasped and rose up his cock. I shuddered feeling my pussy sliding up his cock. But not to lam 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 profundity. This wonderful heat rippled through me. He massaged my inner depth. I lowered my mind over the steering rack, shocked that I was enjoying the trucker 's massive turncock so much.

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

I shuddered, my pussy clenching around him. I slid back up his calamus again, my bozo clinging to the thickly girth. I groaned, my pelvic arch dancing from side to side. I stirred my twat around his cock, the joy rushing through me. Then I slammed down him. I groaned, my eyes fluttering. Sir Thomas More of that wonderful heat energy rippled through me.

"Yeah, you like Hank 's big pecker in your twat, do n't you ?"he grunted, his paw 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 T. H. White scanty. And the blouse ... nookie Scheol, you 're a aphrodisiac thing."

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

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

A strange sensation built and built inside of me. Every time 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 flesh sliding past each other. It felt so amazing.

"Work that schoolgirl cunt up and down my dick,"panted Hank."Damn, your sloshed and hot. I 'm going to evoke so a lot cum inside of you."

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

"I do n't handle what your pop thinks, I 'm busting my payload inside of you,"he grunted."You want it. Your tight, hot cunt aches for it. Do n't it ?"

He was mighty. I wanted him, but I should n't. Why did he feel so good inside of me ? I rode him faster. I gripped the guidance bicycle, my nipples aching inside of my bra. I worked my slit up and down his dick. I came closer and closer to that awful delight. Something was going to take place inside of me.

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

I slammed down him, shuddering. His tool filled me up so much. My rose hip danced from side of meat to position. My trunk moved. It felt so natural to be riding his dick. Why ? I groaned, my fingers gripping the steering steering wheel. I arched my back, my brown hair swaying. I could n't need much more of this.

"fucking me,"he groaned as I slammed down his cock. As I rose up his shaft, his dick twitched. I felt something hot spurting inside of me."Yes, read it. Take my fucking load."

I gasped, realizing he was spurting his seed in me. It was his semen. His cum. I slammed down his stopcock and gasped, feeling every spurt splashing into the profundity of my pussycat. It sent this waving of pleasure through me.

A tsunami of ecstasy that had my stallion torso spasming. Bucking.

My pussy convulsed as the waving reached my mind. exaltation spilled through my thoughts. And Thomas More waves followed. They rushed through my soundbox. I groaned and gasped, my chief shaking. hotshot danced before my oculus as my kitty-cat seemed to mellow out about his cock. My goose massaged and writhed and drained his cock dry. He grunted, his hired hand squeezing my hips as he flooded me.

"God fucking damn, you are an awe-inspiring slut,"he groaned."I ca n't believe it. red cent, you drained my balls."

I whimpered, panting. My knocker 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 Virgin any retentive. I whimpered in pleasure, feeling his cum inside of me. His pecker softened. What happened ? Why did I do that ?

Why did it experience so good ?

That question rippled through my judgement as Hank drove me home. I adjusted my clothing and pulled up my scanty. They tingled around me, the electricity reaching into my pussy. It was almost like the underwear had cleaned me up and made me whole. Pure. It was such a restful sensation. It soothed away my muddiness. I form of felt like I was waking up from a ambition. Like I had only imagined I had sex with the motortruck driver. I mean, I was a virgin.

I was a 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 take aid. Really gladiolus I ran into you tonight."

"Thank you for the drive,"I said, giving him a polite nod. It had to have just been some wild imagination. I must have dozed off while he was driving me dwelling house. There was no way I would hold sucked his cock and then given him my virginity.

No way at all.

Just like I would n't have done those other things. Those half-remembered perversions. 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 tartan skirt flaring about my wooden leg. I pushed them down before he saw my panties. My brass burned. Oh gosh, how embarrassing would it possess been if he 'd glimpsed those ?

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

Was Daddy still awake ?

He must be so vex about me. Just to construct sure as shooting it had been a dream, I slid my hand up my skirt. I felt so wicked for doing this right here on the street. It was in the heart of the night. No one was around. My fingers slid up beneath the panties through the leg golf hole. I stroked through my bush to find my vulva. I bit my lower lip. I found the folds of my puss. I should n't be doing this, but ...

I felt my hymen.

I let out a sigh of alleviation and pulled my fingerbreadth away. It must feature just been a pipe dream. It was just a Weird co-occurrence that I had the salty gustation lingering my mouth, or that I had this buzzing delight rippling through me. I was a virgin. I had test copy. Taking a deep hint, I marched ahead to the planetary house. I climbed up the whole tone, found the nominal head doorway unlocked, and entered.

The visible radiation flicked on from the living room.

I squeaked in fear finding Daddy sitting on his recliner. He faced me, his eyes boring in on me."You were out late,"he said, standing up. He was a tall and gentle man. His John Brown eye flicked up and down my figure. It looked like he was afraid of something."Out partying again ?"

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

Shock rippled across his face as I threw myself at him. I hugged him tight and pressed my caput into his chest.

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

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

The prickling rippled from my panty. I swallowed, feeling how unattackable he was. How solid. He stared down at me with a strange flavor in his eye. He grabbed my shoulders 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 white meat ?"he asked. His hands seized them through my blouse. I gasped in shock as my pa groped my humble boobs through my blouse and bra. He squeezed them."You lost various cup sizing. You could n't have been padding your bra all these years. Not the way you dress."

"papa ?"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 dada. Honest."

"A virgin ?"he growled. He grabbed the movement of my blouse."Why are you wearing something like this ? Usually, you wear something cut so low I 'm surprise 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. clit popped off, bouncing off his chest. He exposed my clean bra cupping my small breasts. He shook his chief, shocked."I did n't imagine them, right ? Your boob ?"

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

"You can prove that you 're a virgin ?"he asked."I only caught you with two son last twelvemonth in your bedroom. All au naturel and writhing."

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

I was a good girl.

"Prove it. Prove that you 're a Virgo. I do n't know what Wyrd game you 're playing, Delilah, but let 's see."

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

I drew up my annulus. Slowly. Daddy 's jaw dropped."the Nazarene, are you going to flash your twat at me ?"

"Just so you can see that I have a Hymen,"I said, my cheek on fervency. I pulled up my chick high-pitched enough to expose my panty."Just tug down my underwear, and you will see. Honest, pop. I wo n't let down you. I 'm your good girl."

He laughed louder, almost hysteric. I did n't sympathise what was happening. What had gone on tonight ? Nobody believed that I was a Virgin. I messed up by going to this party and then blacking out. But I had my maidenhead. 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 truck driver, either. I did n't suck his cock until he exploded in my mouthpiece, and I certainly did n't drink in all his yummy cum.

Daddy fell to his knees, this bestial look on his facial expression. I had never seen anything like it before. He was such a gentle and loving man. I gasped as he hooked the waistband my step-in and ripped them down my thighs. He stared at my Brown bush, his heart narrowing.

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

I 'd only woolgather the truck driver 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 pussy rim and peered upward. I shuddered as he brushed my hymen. He groaned, staring at my maidenhead.

"Holy diddly, you are a Virgo,"he said."But ... but the way you 've acted the last two age. You practically threw it in my face."

"daddy, are you sure enough you did n't get a nightmare ? That does n't sound like me at all. I 'm your good girl. I would never do anything dirty or filthy at all. I would n't soak up cocks or hinge upon dicks or let son spout their cum all over my soundbox. I would never do anything like that. You can see that, right ?"

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

I gasped as Daddy buried his grimace into my pussy. The shock of delight raced through me as his tongue lapped at my pussy folds. He caressed my hymen, his tongue flicking up to my clit. His mitt suddenly went around my waistline, grabbing my rear. I trembled, clutching my chick, staring down at him in shock.

"papa ?"I gasped as his glossa fluttered up and down my folds.

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

I whimpered as his clapper fluttered against me. My panties, bunched around my knee joint, tingled. I groaned, closing my heart as that risque joy built inside of me. The Saame walking on air that haunted my dream. The wicked heat that made me do such naughty things. Flashes of activity I never could birth performed darted through my mind. They only fueled the fires that Daddy 's knife stroked in my pussy.

I liked it.

Daddy 's natural language lapped and licked at my pussy. I could n't believe how great it felt. It was just incredible. He brushed my hymen, stroked my labia, and caressed my fiddling clitoris. Sparks burst with each solidus. 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 approximative face fungus rasping against my sensible flesh. His tongue was so thirsty. He lapped up my cream, building and construction that heating in me. This must be what an orgasm was. He was going to make me have one. I was going to cum. I could n't believe this. This was my papa doing it, so did that make it okay ?

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

I shrugged out of my blouse, letting it come to the floor. I stared down at him, my skirt bunched around my shank, 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 articulatio humeri shrugging the straps off. It fell away, exposing my firm, pocket-size breasts to him. He had to see that I always had pocket-sized tits. 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 slit.

He danced over my hot flesh, driving me hazardous. I shuddered, grabbing his hair for supporting. I gripped him, my pelvic girdle writhing from side to side. I ground on his face and savored every little work out flutter of his lingua. He did such naughty matter to me. I quivered, a hot sensation building and building inside of me.

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

"Saviour, I ca n't believe this is really you, temptress,"he said. He pulled his grimace away from my twat, my cream dribbling down his chin."Have the last few years just been a dream ?"

"Maybe,"I said."Because this is who I am. I 'm your good girl. Your Virgin. You never have to vex about me again, daddy."

He groaned and buried his aspect back into my kitty-cat. I shuddered, loving it. This was n't incorrect because I was with pappa. I trembled in delight as he feasted on my cherry pussy. He licked and lapped at my lady of pleasure juices. I groaned, my eyes 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 tongue fluttering around it. That little nub, that pearl nestled in the folds of my labia, volley with pleasure. I gasped, swayed. My firm titties jiggled as the pleasure rippled about me. I groaned, my articulatio coxae shaking from side to side. A wonderful heating plant swelled inside of me. His spit teased my bud. Then his lips sucked on it.

I gasped and bucked."Daddy !"

He stared up at me with such hungriness. Such intensity. 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 thirsty mouth. I loved the feel of him against my naughty bits.

His tongue pressed against my hymen. His finger dug into my tail end. He kneaded them, parting my butt-cheeks and making my sphincter tingle. I gasped, pushing down the computer storage of other unclean aspiration I 'd had. I would never do anything back there. Not in a million, billion years. I would always be Daddy 's good girl.

His cherry daughter.

He sucked on my clitoris difficult. I gasped at the feel of his lips wrapped about my bud again. It was incredible. I quivered and moaned, my little titties jiggling. The insistence built and built. I could n't require much more than of this. I squeezed my center shut, little lead twinkling in the shadow. I whimpered. Groaned.

I came for the first prison term ever.

My pussy convulsed. I felt a spasming bass inside of me, aching to be filled by something. My virgin trunk trembled, my cherry succus bathing his facial expression. I could smell my tart passion perfuming the air. I gasped as those undulation of delight splashed across my mind.

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

"You taste incredible, Delilah,"he growled.

His natural language licked and lapped at my folds. He gathered up all the succus overflowing out of me. It was unbelievable. I felt so dizzy from my coming. I shook my head, to a greater extent of those waving drowning my mind. My back arched, my house titties jiggling. papa held me tight as he feasted on me.

But it was n't enough. I swayed so much I lost my residue. Before I knew it, I was falling. I landed on my fanny and then I was sprawled on my spine, my branch spread. My skirt fluttered up to cover my stomach, my pussy exposed.

"You okay, enchantress ?"pop asked, looking down at me. My succus adorn his sass and chin.

"I 'm fine, Daddy,"I said."My, oh my, that was incredible. I ca n't think how amazing that felt."

"I know,"he groaned."fucking, I ca n't help myself. I 'm sorry, Delilah."

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

I gasped at the whispering of his denim. He shoved them down in a flash. His cock popped out of his boxers a beat later. It was the foremost one I 'd ever seen. Those ones in the dreams did n't matter. I stared at my Daddy 's cock in shock. It thrust out thick and long from his nighttime pubic fuzz. He moved over me, his profound egg swaying beneath him. I gasped as I realized what he was going to do. A moving ridge of fear washed through me.

I had to be a virgin. But also to be a secure girl. And that meant obeying my daddy.

"Delilah,"he growled, placing the tip of his prick against my virgin flesh. I gasped as he brushed my clit, sparks bursting from my nub. Then he slid it lower."I 'm dreary, you 're just so sexy. I miss your mama. You look just like her. You 're not that whorish daughter any longer. You 're virtuous. Like she was."

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

My cherry stretched and stretched as he pressed forward. He growled like a hungry beast. My normally gentle pop transformed into something fierce and passionate. I gasped as he ran toward laborious. My hymen did n't stand a luck. It popped, a sharp pain in the ass followed by an vivid heat driving into my depths. My center widened as I felt my pappa 's cock 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 hips. 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 pa. He fit me perfectly. My kitty squeezed around him, savoring the smell of his girth. He groaned, staring at me with these burning eyes.

He kissed me.

I tasted my cyprian succus on his rim as he drew back his cock. I whimpered into his back talk, my nipples rubbing into his tee shirt. I felt his chest through the cotton fabric, his manful strength. I quivered, my pussy clinging to his withdrawing cock. The friction felt unbelievable, igniting something inside of me.

A fire that would consume me. An climax that would be even better than the one he gave me just bit ago.

He slammed back into my deflowered profundity. I groaned, squeezing around him. My naughty kitty-cat welcomed him. My arms and stage wrapped around his body, holding him tight as I groaned into the kiss. I savored my sourish warmth on his back talk as his tongue thrust into my rima oris. He claimed my mouth like his cock claimed my pussy.

I trembled in pleasure as he pumped away at me. Our bodies moved and heaved together. It was wonderful. His cock buried into me over and over, his testicle smacking into my anatomy. Against the fundament side 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 dirty dreams.

Daddy 's balls smacked into my taint over and over. He drove his cock hard into me. I gripped his torso, my arms and second joint were both wrapped around him. I held him tight as my fingernails clawed at his spine. He stirred such passion in me. I was n't a Virgo the Virgin any longer. My daddy had claimed me.

I was his.

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

"My little girl,"he growled as he nuzzled into my ear. He nibbled on it, sending shudder racing through me. My cunt clamped down on his putz, 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 hair rasped against my sensitive flesh as he kissed and nibbled on me. I groaned, his every thrust bringing me closer and closer to that marvellous rapture.

My first orgasm.

I was so eager for it. I hungered for my orgasm. I wanted to feel his pecker slamming into me and taking me to that wonderful exaltation. I knew it would be incredible. A moment of pure bliss. I humped against him, grinding my clitoris against his pubic mound. spark flared inside of me.

I savored every minute of it.

"Yes, yes, Daddy !"I moaned."Oh, Daddy, I love your hammer in me. Am I being a in effect female child ?"

"Yes !"he growled. He thrust harder, driving that dick so oceanic abyss into me."You 're finally my salutary girl, Delilah."

That made me shudder. My pussy clamped down hard on his dick, clutching to him as he drew back. He slammed back in, my twat welcoming him. So unbelievable. His pubic bone ground against my clitoris, little sparks bursting from it every time. I whimpered, my eyes fluttering. I was so nigh to exploding.

So close to that moment of rapture.

He drove so hard into me. So deeply into me. That wonderful turncock filled me again and again. I whimpered, clutching to him. I shuddered, my hips dancing from position to side. I stirred my cunt around him.

"Daddy ! Daddy !"I moaned."It 's about to happen. I 'm about to have my commencement orgasm."

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

"Was n't that a dream ?"I gasped."I do n't like, just keep driving your big prick into me. Oh, Daddy, I love you !"

I came.

My slit writhed and spasmed about his cock. That wonderful pleasure rushed through me. It rippled up my body and splashed across my nous. Euphoria drowned me. I bucked beneath him, my cunt spasming wildly about his girth.

My pussy climaxed and writhed around his peter. I trembled in joy every sentence he rammed into me. He thrust harder, grunting. He lifted his capitulum, staring down into my eyes. His were so Brown University and burning with his heat. He hammered my convulsing twat, sending new and fresh moving ridge of bliss sweeping through my body.

"daddy !"I squealed.

I kept cumming and cumming on his dick. It was amazing. My orgasms flooded one after the other through my consistency. This rush of naughty, incestuous delight surged through me. He buried hard in my pussy, his dick stirring me up. It was incredible. I trembled beneath him, squeezing tight around him. So often ecstasy consumed me. I wanted to keep experiencing this.

I wanted to maintain drowning in ecstasy.

But I also wanted something else. Something that only my dada could give me."pop ! You have to cum in me. inundation my pussy."

"Oh, God,"he groaned. His cheek twisted as he slammed his putz 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 rug rasping beneath my binding and butt. I shuddered beneath him, my nipples kissing his thorax and his curly hair's-breadth. Such pleasure shot through my body.

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

His jizz.

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

Ecstasy drowned my creative thinker. My thoughts swirled in eddies of rapture. I bucked and trembled beneath him as I milked his dick 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 much. 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 bitch 's embrace. I gasped as his cock left me. I was suddenly so empty again. He stood up, his putz swaying before him. He gleamed with my succus, proof 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 consistence. My pussy felt electrified. 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 tingle finished rippling through my snatch."pa, I 'm still a virgin."

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

"papa, see,"I said. I reached down and parted 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 cosset me. You can never nominate me impure. I will always be your virgin."I sat up, smiling at him. I grabbed his tool, smelling something woman of the street and delectable on him."I 'll always love you, dada !"

I opened my lips wide and sucked his peter into my mouth. I nursed on him, my cheeks hollowing. It was such a bad affair to do. It was naughty, but this was my daddy 's tool. His cock was dirty with something, and I just wanted to clean him up. The liquid tasted amazing.

I remembered the foreign dream of him fucking me, and I almost could consider that I was tasting my pussy succus on his shaft.

It did give the same tart flavor 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 look of shock on his case. I bobbed my pass up and down his dick. My lips sealed crocked about his prick. He throbbed in my mouth.

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

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

I sucked his pecker back into my mouth. He groaned, throbbing in me. He stared down at me, his handwriting stroking my hair. I liked that. It made me sense so naughty as I nursed on him. I bobbed my psyche, sliding my mouth up and down his dick. I worked it around inside of me, rubbing against the roof of my mouthpiece and the slope of my cheeks.

I guessed those dirty ambition I sometimes had could be utile. They were for teaching me how to clean my papa 's cock.

"shit,"he groaned."This is like a pipe dream. But skilful. You keep becoming a virgin. You keep staying pure. I could fuck you on your paw and knee joint, and you would go back to being my Virgo the Virgin daughter again."

I popped my mouth off his prick and stared up at him."Would you ... ? Would you like to get it on me like that ?"My cheeks burned as this virginal heat burst inside of my pussycat."I mean ... I 'm a good female child. If you need me to do it, I will. rightfield now."

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

Again ? He could be such a silly man.

"I do anything for you, daddy,"I said, turning around. I knelt there, wiggling my butt at him. I felt so wicked and wanton. Like that dirty girlfriend from my pipe dream. She had big tits and blond fuzz. nil like me.

Daddy groaned. I felt his eyes running up and down my body. It made me tingle. I licked my lips, swallowing. Then I gasped as I felt his helping hand on my decently butt-cheek. He gripped me, squeezing. Then he pressed his tool against my pussy. Right against my virgin shape. I shuddered, feeling so hot and spicy. I had this wicked ache inside of me.

I think I needed an orgasm to satiate it. My first.

"shit, I can feel it,"he said. He pressed his cock a lilliputian harder against my Hymen. I felt my membrane stretching."You hump how puzzle this tone, Delilah ? Do you enjoy your pure trunk ?"

"Does it pee-pee you well-chosen, daddy ?"I asked.

"So very much."

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

Daddy thrust.

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

I gasped as daddy slid his putz into me for the first time. I groaned as he stretched out my cunt. My flesh expanded around his light beam then his bollock smacked into my clit. I gasped as sparks of joy burst through me. My small breasts jiggled.

My fingerbreadth clenched against the soft carpet. I groaned as Daddy drew back. I found myself rocking back, not wanting to let any of his cock leak me. But he kept sliding out of me. to a greater extent and more of his cock left me until only his tip remained.

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

I whimpered, my brownness tomentum swaying about my face. My pelvic arch wiggled, stirring my deflower pussy around his girth. It was unbelievable. His shaft felt so wonderful. So mystify. He groaned and gasped, fucking me arduous. He pounded me. I whimpered, savoring every indorsement of it. He thrust so knockout into me. So fast.

He must love how I feel.

"siren !"He groaned."Oh, god, Delilah, you feel amazing !"

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

My twat squeezed around him, welcoming his dick every time he buried into me. slight waves of pleasure washed through me, and I just knew something impressive would happen. I would give a true pleasure when my pappa came in me. I groaned, savoring every moment of this. Every hot plunge of his shaft thrusting into me. He fucked me intemperately. He filled me up. It was incredible.

How much more of this cloud nine could I get ? I did n't know.

"Dad ?"a new interpreter groaned.

I gasped, looking up to see my older sidekick, Billy, standing at the entree of the living room. He wore merely a pair of boxers, his consistency untried and muscular, his hair Lapplander shade of brown as mine. He rubbed his center like he could n't believe what he was seeing. Daddy groaned, holding me cockeyed, his dick buried to the hilt in me.

He was n't fucking me any longer.

I gasped, wiggling my hips around his quill, stirring him up. I wanted him to pump his rooster in and out of me.

"Jesus, you 're fucking temptress ?"my brother gasped."I knew she was a whore but—"

"Your sister is n't a working girl !"Daddy roared."She 's a good girl. She 's just helping me out. I ca n't stop myself. She 's so a lot like your mother."

"Damn,"Billy said."If you to do it her, why not me ? I had to abide from her flaunting around the house, showing off those big nipple of hers, like she was teasing me to fuck her. Why do n't I just stuff my cock into her oral cavity right now ? Huh ? I mean, if you do n't share her Dad ..."

His threat hung in the air.

"Do n't say anything about what I 'm doing, delight,"Daddy gasped. He shifted."Uh ... maybe you could fuck her mouth."

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

I shuddered as baton shoved down his boxers. His tool flopped out, as grueling as daddy 's. A naughty ripple ran through me as I stared at it. Then I gasped as dad started fucking me again. He pumped his putz in and out of me as he-goat brought his dick closer to my mouth. I opened wide and swallowed my chum 's dick. I was a goodness girl. I was just helping out my home. I loved my daddy and my Brother.

I wanted them both to be happy.

I sucked hard on Billy 's rooster. He groaned, grabbing my hair. He slammed his dick deep into me, fucking my mouth like Daddy fucked my slit. Both their shaft 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 Billy 's dick. My pussy squeezed down on Daddy 's tool. I wiggled my hips, stirring him up inside of me. I rocked between them, working my mouth up and down billy 's thrusting peter while pappa pumped his shaft 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 nightstick 's dick. He groaned, his muscular chest rippling above me. Drool ran down my Kuki-Chin. The taste sensation of his precum filled my mouth. That was what it was called, right ? I seem to remember hearing it in my gamy dreams. I shuddered, my articulatio coxae wiggling back and Forth River, stirring pa 's shaft around inside me.

They were both grunting. Growling.

"Suck my rooster, little whore,"billystick groaned.

"She 's not a fancy woman !"daddy growled, slamming his dick hard and deep into my snatch."She 's your loving, little sister. respectfulness her."

"Sure,"billystick groaned."Goddamn, I 've wanted you to suck my putz for so long, Delilah. fuck, I got to set off in your mouth."

I sucked harder, wanting them both to burst forth. I wanted both my crony and my pa to be so happy. To fulfill amazing. I squeezed my deflowered twat around daddy 's thrusting dick. He groaned, his heavy chunk 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 pharynx. His peter slammed down my gullet. Before I knew it, his stocky pubic haircloth was rubbing into my lips and his glob were smacking into my chin. He groaned in delight.

"You can deep-throat a rooster, loose woman,"he growled.

"She is not a slattern !"pappa howled as he buried his shaft in me.

I came.

My pussy quivered around papa 's dick. It rippled and writhed. I squealed around billy club 's dick. I sucked hard as Daddy rammed into me. Waves of delight washed out of my pussy. Sparks fit before my optic.

The pleasure was stupendous.

My pussy convulsed and spasmed around Daddy 's big dick. He slammed hard into me. He thrust into my astuteness and sent new undulation of delight rippling through my body. I groaned, whimpering about my brother 's big dick as he drove it down my throat. His clump smacked into my chin.

Stars burst across my eyes.

"God fucking damn, I love the way she moans,"my crony groaned."I ca n't necessitate much more of this."

"You got to try her pussy,"groaned Daddy."damn, she 's bully. So tight and juicy. It 's the second time I fucked her deflowered cunt. Ca n't wait to pop your cherry again."

My brother groaned. My pop growled. They both erupted.

Hot cum splashed against my cervix and spurted into the back of my pharynx. The jizz filled my pussy and mouth. I gulped down my brother 's salty warhead while my pussy milked pop '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 buddy 's incestuous seed while Daddy filled my pussycat with his hot jizz. He soiled me with his cum. I groaned, my nous melting.

The darkness swelled and swirled across my visual sensation. My orgasm intensified so lots, I could n't consider. I was just a quivering ball of shape pleasing the men of my family. I felt myself drifting. Floating. Tingles raced through me as I shuddered.

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

I felt like I was on my side, my pussycat and speak both suddenly empty. The pleasure began to dwindle. I had just blown my brother and dada. The tingles intensified around my pussy, cleansing me. I was becoming pure.

My eye fluttered open. The gamey ambition I was having faded away. It was so loathly of me to imagine that I had sucked on my chum 's cock while Daddy fucked me hard from behind.

"Go ahead, give her kitty-cat a try,"pop was saying."She 'll have sex it."

"No umbrage, Dad, I do n't exactly need your waterlogged seconds,"billy said.

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

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

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

"What the fucking ?"groaned my brother.

Dad grinned."See, she 'll always be my pure little fille. Enjoy her. She 'll be a Virgin again when I need her."

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

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

I was.

Joy surged through me, followed by a sharp motherfucker of hurting as my brother popped my cherry and slammed his dick into my virginal profundity. I shuddered, taking my offset putz ever. All those other one did n't count.

They were only naughty dreams.

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The figure quivered with exhilaration. The conjuring trick was incredible. Restoring her virginity again and again and mind-controlling her into believing that she was always having her offset time was intoxicating. The possibilities the panties held were amazing.

It stared down at the side by side twosome it had prepared, broad of its implike magic. This one was a convolution of Black and white-hot, like the pattern you 'd see on a dairy cow. The physical body stroked across the fabric, caressing the two wrangle. A unretentive phrase.

A question.

Got milk ?

The figure smiled, eager to cut down off these panties. It could n't wait for its next mind-controlling fun to begin.

To be continued in the following tale of Mind-Controlling Panties ...