Mind-Control panty

Story Twelve : Virgin cerise Delight

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

promissory note : Thanks to Alex for beta reading this !

The music pulsing through the firm stirred the number 's ancient soul. Though the music was modern, made with electronics and possessing alien phone, the round it created was primal. Something passed down and down and down through the coevals of men from dim antiquity. The figure wanted to dance. To jollify in the euphony and to gratify in the internal secretion permeating the room.

The figure was crashing a college house party.

College bookman flocked around, drinking beer and smoking cannabis. The sour-sweet relish of the drug mixed with the sugary aroma of vino cooler. They laughed. Cheered. It passed a yoke of girls making out in the living room, stripped down to their bras. This was the perfect place to leave alone its young creation.

It held in its helping hand a kickshaw and pristine pair of pantie. Something cut for a schoolgirl to fatigue, total of all that virginal promise. A band of White person lace encircled it and it had two quarrel written in the brightest, reddest colour : cherry Tart.

The figure fought the surge to watch the two girlfriend kissing. They were doing it willingly, mostly. One was stoned and the other almost drunk, but it was n't from its magic. It was n't the same as twisting and turning and molding girls into new beings. To read them unlike delectation. The girl upstairs, its target area, had experienced so many of them already.

With exploit, it dragged itself away and slipped up the stair, ignored by the college youths moving up and down. They did n't return the figure another glance. It was nonde***********. Alien but unremarkable. They twisted their bodies to let it pass, not breaking their conversations or looking up from their phones. On the arcsecond flooring, the sounds of sex and shouting grew louder and louder. Boys were cheering. There was a girl in there, a slut writhing in passion.

femme fatale White had a rooster in all three of her kettle of fish. The nineteen-year-old daughter was a old-timer of being gang-banged. She reveled in epicurean lust. Her tumid chest bounced before her as she rode up and down on Bruce 's thick cock. The mixed-race young gripped her hips as she worked up and down his dick. Ryan fucked her from behind, a tall, twenty-year-old boy with a goatee. Nate was the one alimentation Delilah his cock. He was short, his black-market hair buzzed short like a soldier 's and possessed the compact human body of a wrestler.

"That 's it, suck that dick,"he ground as the pattern dropped the special pair of panties on Delilah 's dispose article of clothing. In the operation, it snatched up her goody thong, a strip of disastrous cloth that did n't look like it could shroud anything.

The figure of speech wanted to quell. To watch her fornication. The figure had plans, a new idea to try with this duad of panty. Something beyond just changing her personality.

It wanted to see if it could forge her body.

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

Then the trope was gone.

Sometime later, when all the guys have finished using her and femme fatale was sobering up, she stumbled towards her clothing. So much jizz spilled down out of her holes. The punk dribbled from her ass. It ran down her thighs. It coated her.

Dad 's going to be so pissed when I get abode, she thought with some glee, aching to hold her activities in his grimace. Ever since her mother died, her father sought to curb her. She hated it.

She bent down and snagged up the panties.

"The nooky ?"she muttered, her bleached-blonde hair spilling across her face as she bent over further."Who the nooky stole my panties and replaced them with this kiddy take a shit ?"She glanced at the snoring Guy who 'd fucked her.

She snorted and stepped into them.

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Delilah gabardine

A foreign shudder ran through me as I stepped into these kiddy panties. I could n't consider soul had stolen my thong and replaced them with these. They had fucking lacing around them. And that infantile tripe on the back.

cherry Tart.

real number revolutionist. These were something a Virgo who wanted to dissemble that she was a bad fille would buy at Hot Topic. I rolled my eye as I drew them up my stage. I savored the strange tingling running through me. I smirked as I felt the cum leaking out of me. At least I would sully these. Whatever obtuse girl left hers behind, I would hire pleasure in ruining them.

I smiled as I drew the pantie higher and gamy. I shuddered as it slid up my second joint, smearing the cum as it went. The seminal fluid was soaking the material now. more than thrill rippled through me. And then I pulled them up over my tooshie. I snapped the sash down on my pelt and ...

I shuddered, squeaking. I was naked. There were boy snoring around me. I gasped, my hands covering my breasts. They were growing minor. Why were they so big ? I had small titty. niggling boob. My cheeks burned. I shook my head, noticing, for a moment, that my locks looked blonde and not my common brown. I groaned. As I darted my workforce down to grab my clothes, I wondered why I was naked.

Oh, God, did I have sex ?

My virgin pussy clenched. I could n't have had sex. I was a pure girl. A good girl. Oh, my daddy was going to be so mad. I had to get out of here. I grabbed my bra, sliding it on. For a present moment, it seemed too big. And black. I did n't own black bandeau.

Then it was white and humble and fit my A-cup breasts perfectly.

I fastened it and then grabbed my skirt. A tingle rippled from my scanty. I frowned at my behind. Why was my doll so short and ...

I breathed in as embossment filled me. What was wrongly with me ? This bird clearly fell past my human knee. It was ticket. I stepped into the plaid annulus, theatrical role of my college 's school uniform. Of course of study, I was the entirely little 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 Saratoga chip, white blouse. Something a schoolgirl would wear and ...

I pulled on my white blouse, quickly buttoning it up. I did n't stimulate clip to insert it in because I needed to get out of here. One of the male child was already rousing. It was Robert the Bruce, the asterisk quarterback.

"Delilah ?"He groaned."shucks, a schoolgirl. That 's crisp. Want to come here and depend upon on my hammer. Put your hair up in pigtails."

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

I heard him burst into laughter.

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

They were naked in there.

I hit the first floor and darted over the passed out guy. He was snoring, his shirt off. Someone had drawn a penis on his face. It was disgusting. Filthy. I leaped over him and raised for the straw man door. I heard someone yell my epithet and say something rude. Something absolutely fossil oil. I could n't believe it. I was a dependable girl. 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 people. I gasped as I raced down the street, running as fast as I could. My schoolgirl chick swished about my legs. My coat of arms pumped. My brown pilus flowed behind me, safe and resign. I was n't a bad miss. I did n't even interpret how I got here. I kept running and running and running. My side ached. I tasted a coppery nip at the back of my mouth. My pegleg burned.

I stumbled to a gasping halt. I planted my custody on my genu, sucking in tight. I blinked, looking around. Where was I ?

I shuddered, this flush of concern shooting through me. I had no idea where I was. It was dark. I was the only one out on the street. I bit my lip, my head darting to and fro. I was so frightened. I did n't even ingest my wrinkle let alone my cell phone. But I could n't go back to that abominable 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 wicked flashes, things that I would never do. Terrible affair. They made me flush just thinking about them. I shuddered, shaking my point. That was n't me. I was Delilah White. I was nineteen. A Virgin. I made a promise.

I glanced down at my right hand and sighed in relief as I saw the promise ring on my finger. I twisted it, the gold band that my pappa had given me. I drew in a mysterious breathing spell. 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 sound. I glanced on the street to see the headlights approach. Large headlamp. Something big was approaching. I raised my paw against the glare, squinting to see. I heard a muscular locomotive engine growling and chugging.

I trembled, rum 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 semi trucks. I did n't experience a trailer attached, so the number one wood must be going home or something. I squeaked when the rider door suddenly creaked outdoors. A man with a thickset moustache peered out at me, leaning over the bench seat.

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

"I 'm lost,"I said."I was at this terrible 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, girl, I can give you a ride home."

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

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

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

I managed to get into the bum and closed the great door. This silly thrill raced through me. I sat so practically eminent up than early cars I 've been in. I looked out of the windowpane, smiling as he pulled away from the curb. If we were driving through normal traffic, I 'd finger so important right field now looking down at the other carts.

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

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

"tool ?"

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

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

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

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

"Of course 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."

"fountainhead, to a greater extent than just sluts suck cock,"he said."I mean, a boy affair. Sorry."

My nerve burn.

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

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

He chuckled."Well, there 's a solution to that trouble. Just got to choose person that does n't go to your college."He glanced at me."Why, I 'll offer my own cock for you to suck."

I swallowed.

"I mean, you really call for to be intimate. A girl your age, why, she has to hump if she 's a cock-sucker or not. It 's important. You wo n't get laid until you try.."

I swallowed as the truck slowed down. I heard the air brakes resign the pressure as we stopped. He shifted the gears into the commons, the railway locomotive idling away.

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

A strange shudder raced around my panties. I swallowed, staring at his crotch. I gasped as he unsnapped his jeans. He was doing this right before me. I covered my eyes as I heard his dungaree rustling. I knew he was pulling it out. His cock. This wicked thrill went through me. I could n't believe this was happening.

My finger 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 peek. Curious ? You 'll get a sound look if you scoot closer."

I swallowed, shocked that this was happening. It stirred the unknown heat inside of me. I never felt anything like this before. What is that about this that made me want to reach down and touch him. I did n't do that. I swallowed, though, and leaned closer, studying his putz. It thrust laborious and ping out of his jeans. The tip twitched and throbbed. I could see coil of dark-brown hair around the base. A unusual liquidness beaded at the tip.

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

"cartel me, your puss can unfold to take it,"he said."But we 're talking about blowjobs here. Just scoot lower, afford your mouth wide, and just suck that big peter in your mouth. find out out what you are."

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

Trembling, I reached out and grabbed it. I gasped at how quick it was. It twitched and throbbed in my hired hand. It felt so alive. I shuddered, my glossa flicking over my lips. I lowered my head further. I closed my eyes, opened my rima oris, and descended the last few column inch.

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

I sucked.

His cock twitched again. He groaned as I sucked and nursed on him. It was like a big ice lolly. A salty flavored one. I shuddered, that wet heat between my thigh growing and growing. It made me require to reach out down and engrave it. I trembled, my manus tightening on his hammer as I sucked again and again. My tongue danced, caressing it. I lapped up more than of that liquid leaking out.

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

I started moving my question, 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 brass hollowed as I sucked on him. He groaned, my sassing moving up and down faster.

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

What did that mean value ? I was a virgin. I had never sucked a tool before. What, did it think of that I was a rude ?

I kept sucking on his peter and bobbing my headway. I slid my lips up and down his dick. I shuddered, this heat growing and growing between my thighs. It felt so severe. So naughty. I should n't be doing this. pa would be raging at me, but the trucker was flop. I had to know.

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

The truck driver was groaning and grunting as I worked my sassing up and down his dick. I slid as far down his prick as I could, his cock pressing into the backrest of my throat before I slid back up. I sucked the total way, my impertinence hollowing. I just knew that he loved it. He enjoyed my sass. 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 tongue danced around the top of his cock. The posterior creaked and groaned beneath us. His hand tightened. He pressed my school principal down hard. I gasped as his shaft brushed the binding of my throat and then err down it.

He was sliding into my gullet !

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

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

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

He drew my head up by pulling my hair. It hurt and yet that only made me sense wetter between my second joint. He groaned as I sucked so hard. My tongue danced around his shaft. I caressed him with design. It felt like I knew what I was doing. Like I really was a natural-born cock mug. That was impossible. 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 of instruction you are, fiddling slut. You 're in that aphrodisiac schoolgirl kit. Yeah, you wanted me to come along so you could suck my dick."

But I did n't desire this.

I ached to tell him that, but I was too busy sucking his cock. His shaft throbbed and twitched in my lip. That salty juice that leaked out of the tip of his putz soaked my tongue. He tasted so good. I sucked hard on him, wanting more. I shuddered, my second joint still squirming, struggling to scarf out that hot itch.

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

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

I gasped as his approximative finger reach my delicacy scanty. He rubbed them, pressing them into my bend. I shuddered, a racy heating anthesis in my pussy. It was so acute. Blissful ripples flooded through me.

I could n't trust it. His touch felt amazing. I knew he should n't be touching me there, that I should micturate him stop, but his strokes just made me quiver. I sucked on his cock with even more passion. I nursed on his putz with such hunger.

He groaned, his finger rubbing up and down my pussy. He touched my virgin flesh through my demure scanty. All these naughty delight surged through me. My toes curled in my shoes, a whimper rising in my throat.

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

What did I take ?

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

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

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

I whimpered as his cock touched my pussy. The hand holding my step-in aside moved away, sliding around me to snap up my former hip. He held my waist soaked and, with a groan, he slammed me down his cock.

I gasped as my cherry red popped.

I felt my hymen tear for the initiatory time. Then his peter was inside of me. Filling me. His girth stretched clear my goofball. I shuddered while a wave of heat washed through my virgin organic structure. A delicious wave.

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

I gripped the steering wheel while this intense warmth that burned from my snatch seized my legs. They flexed all on their own. I gasped and rose up his cock. I shuddered feeling my slit sliding up his dick. But not to escape 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 Virgo the Virgin profundity. This marvellous heat rippled through me. He massaged my inner depths. I lowered my head over the steering wheel, shocked that I was enjoying the truck driver 's massive cock so much.

I should n't be doing this. I was a in force female child. A virgin. dad would be so wild with me.

I shuddered, my pussy clenching around him. I slid back up his pecker again, my twat clinging to the thick girth. I groaned, my hips dancing from side of meat to side. I stirred my puss around his cock, the pleasance rushing through me. Then I slammed down him. I groaned, my center fluttering. More of that grand heat rippled through me.

"Yeah, you like Hank 's big dick in your puss, do n't you ?"he grunted, his custody 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 doll. The livid panties. And the blouse ... Fucking hellhole, you 're a sexy thing."

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

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

A strange virtuoso built and built inside of me. Every fourth dimension I slid down his putz, this air pressure swelled. It grew as I rose up his tool, too. My twat clung to him, increasing the detrition of our flesh sliding past each other. It felt so amazing.

"workplace that schoolgirl cunt up and down my dick,"panted Hank."Damn, your tight and hot. I 'm going to give the axe so practically cum inside of you."

I gasped, my snatch squeezing down on him. That made our gamy body process experience even better."No no, you ca n't. My daddy will kill me. He must be so worried that I 'm out so late."

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

He was right field. I wanted him, but I should n't. Why did he feel so goodness inside of me ? I rode him faster. I gripped the steering roulette wheel, my nipples aching inside of my bra. I worked my pussy up and down his pecker. I came closer and closer to that dumbfound delight. Something was going to happen inside of me.

Was I about to have my first sexual climax ? Was I going to cum on the teamster 's dick ? What sorting of virgin did that ?

I slammed down him, shuddering. His shaft filled me up so much. My hips danced from English to position. My body moved. It felt so natural to be riding his dick. Why ? I groaned, my fingers gripping the steering wheel. I arched my back, my dark-brown hair swaying. I could n't take much Sir Thomas More of this.

"piece of tail me,"he groaned as I slammed down his turncock. As I rose up his ray of light, his shaft twitched. I felt something hot spurting interior of me."Yes, ask it. Take my fucking load."

I gasped, realizing he was spurting his semen in me. It was his semen. His cum. I slammed down his cock and gasped, feeling every spurt splashing into the depths of my snatch. It sent this wave of pleasure through me.

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

My pussy convulsed as the waving reached my mind. Ecstasy spilled through my opinion. And more moving ridge followed. They rushed through my torso. I groaned and gasped, my headland shaking. Stars danced before my eyes as my kitty seemed to melt about his cock. My puss massaged and writhed and drained his putz dry. He grunted, his helping hand squeezing my hips as he flooded me.

"God fucking damn, you are an amazing slut,"he groaned."I ca n't believe it. shit, you drained my balls."

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

Why did it feel so good ?

That query rippled through my mind as Hank drove me home. I adjusted my clothing and pulled up my scanty. They tingled around me, the electricity reaching into my kitty-cat. It was almost like the underwear had cleaned me up and made me whole. Pure. It was such a relaxing sensation. It soothed away my confusion. I sort of felt like I was waking up from a dream. Like I had only imagined I had sex with the hand truck driver. I mean, I was a virgin.

I was a good girl, right ?

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

"Here you are,"he said, giving me a nod and a grin."You take charge. Really glad I ran into you tonight."

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

No way at all.

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

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

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

Was papa still awake ?

He must be so worried about me. Just to make believe surely it had been a dream, I slid my hired man up my bird. I felt so wicked for doing this right hand here on the street. It was in the middle of the nighttime. No one was around. My fingers slid up beneath the panties through the leg hole. I stroked through my Dubyuh to regain my vulva. I bit my small lip. I found the sheepfold of my pussy. I should n't be doing this, but ...

I felt my hymen.

I let out a sigh of stand-in and pulled my fingers away. It must have just been a dream. It was just a weird coincidence that I had the salty taste lingering my mouth, or that I had this bombinate pleasure rippling through me. I was a virgin. I had proof. Taking a deep breath, I marched ahead to the home. I climbed up the steps, found the front door unlocked, and entered.

The lights flicked on from the living room.

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

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

blow rippled across his face as I threw myself at him. I hugged him tight and beseech my fountainhead into his chest.

"temptress ?"he asked."Did you dye your hairsbreadth back brown again ?"

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

The tingles rippled from my panties. I swallowed, feeling how unattackable he was. How solid state. He stared down at me with a unusual expression in his eyes. 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 breasts ?"he asked. His hands seized them through my blouse. I gasped in shock as my dad groped my small dope through my blouse and bra. He squeezed them."You lost several cup size of it. You could n't have been padding your bra all these long time. Not the way you dress."

"Daddy ?"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 Virgo daddy. Honest."

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

"Daddy ?"I said and then gasped as he ripped my blouse spread out. Buttons popped off, bouncing off his chest. He exposed my white bra cupping my small-scale white meat. He shook his pass, shocked."I did n't imagine them, right ? Your knocker ?"

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

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

"We were studying !"I gasped, remembering the hold out time I had two boys in my bedroom. pop had been so ferocious. I did n't even think about it until he pointed out that I had the threshold closed and anything could consume happened. But nothing had. I certainly had n't had a threesome with them. I had n't taken one of their cocks in my butt-hole and the other in my slit.

I was a good girl.

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

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

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

"Just so you can see that I have a hymen,"I said, my cheeks on flame. I pulled up my bird high enough to expose my pantie."Just tug down my underwear, and you will see. Honest, Daddy. I wo n't disappoint you. I 'm your in effect girl."

He laughed louder, almost hysteric. I did n't understand what was happening. What had gone on tonight ? Nobody believed that I was a Virgin. I messed up by going to this political party and then blacking out. But I had my hymen. I just proved it. I did n't get sex at the party with those three boy, and I did n't have sex with a trucker, either. I did n't suck his peter until he exploded in my mouth, and I certainly did n't drink all his yummy cum.

Daddy fell to his knees, this bestial look on his face. I had never seen anything like it before. He was such a gruntle and loving man. I gasped as he hooked the sash my step-in and ripped them down my thigh. He stared at my brown bush, his eyes narrowing.

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

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

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

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

"daddy, are you sure enough you did n't bear a nightmare ? That does n't voice like me at all. I 'm your commodity girl. I would never do anything dirty or filthy at all. I would n't give suck cock or depend on dicks or let boy spurt their cum all over my body. I would never do anything like that. You can see that, right ?"

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

I gasped as papa buried his nerve into my pussycat. The stupor of pleasure raced through me as his tongue lapped at my pussycat folds. He caressed my maidenhead, his tongue flicking up to my clitoris. His mitt suddenly went around my waist, grabbing my back. I trembled, clutching my dame, staring down at him in shock.

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

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

I whimpered as his lingua fluttered against me. My panties, bunched around my knee joint, tingled. I groaned, closing my optic as that juicy delight built inside of me. The same bliss that haunted my dreaming. The wicked heat that made me do such juicy things. Flashes of activeness I never could take performed darted through my thinker. They only fueled the flaming that Daddy 's spit stroked in my pussy.

I liked it.

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

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

I shuddered, his bumpy vibrissa rasping against my tender soma. His spit was so thirsty. He lapped up my cream, edifice and building that high temperature in me. This must be what an climax was. He was going to make me have one. I was going to cum. I could n't conceive this. This was my daddy doing it, so did that establish it okay ?

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

I shrugged out of my blouse, letting it fall to the base. I stared down at him, my skirt bunched around my waistline, almost blocking his heart. He stared up at me with such thirstiness. I bit my lip, and then I reached behind me. I unhooked my bra, my articulatio humeri shrugging the strap off. It fell away, exposing my business firm, small breasts to him. He had to see that I always had small titmouse. I was n't some big-breasted whore like I was in those filthy dreams.

"You oh, daddy, yes,"I moaned as his clapper licked and lapped at my kitty-cat.

He danced over my hot flesh, driving me wild. I shuddered, grabbing his haircloth for documentation. I gripped him, my pelvic arch writhing from side to side. I ground on his face and savored every slight licking flapping of his tongue. He did such naughty thing to me. I quivered, a hot sense datum construction and building interior of me.

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

"Jesus of Nazareth, I ca n't believe this is really you, Delilah,"he said. He pulled his font away from my twat, my ointment dribbling down his Kuki."Have the final few years just been a pipe dream ?"

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

He groaned and buried his face back into my twat. I shuddered, loving it. This was n't wrong because I was with daddy. I trembled in delight as he feasted on my blood-red pussycat. He licked and lapped at my prostitute juice. I groaned, my centre fluttering as his tongue caressed me again and again.

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

I gasped as he fluttered against my clitoris, his clapper fluttering around it. That piffling nub, that Pearl nestled in the plica of my labia, burst with pleasance. I gasped, swayed. My firm titties jiggled as the pleasure rippled about me. I groaned, my articulatio coxae shaking from face to side. A wonderful heat swelled inside of me. His clapper teased my bud. Then his backtalk sucked on it.

I gasped and bucked."dad !"

He stared up at me with such hunger. Such intensity. I loved it. I never wanted him to barricade looking at me that way. I held his hair, swaying. I ground my snatch against his hungry mouth. I loved the feel of him against my naughty bits.

His tongue pressed against my hymen. His finger's breadth dug into my rump. He kneaded them, parting my butt-cheeks and making my sphincter tingling. I gasped, pushing down the memories of other dirty dreams I 'd had. I would never do anything back there. Not in a million, billion years. I would always be pappa 's good girl.

His cherry daughter.

He sucked on my clit hard. I gasped at the feel of his lip wrapped about my bud again. It was unbelievable. I quivered and moaned, my little titties jiggling. The pressure built and built. I could n't subscribe much more of this. I squeezed my eyes shut, little mavin twinkling in the darkness. I whimpered. Groaned.

I came for the low time ever.

My kitty convulsed. I felt a spasming oceanic abyss inside of me, aching to be filled by something. My virgin organic structure trembled, my carmine juices bathing his fount. I could smell my woman of the street passion perfuming the air. I gasped as those waves of delight splashed across my mind.

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

"You taste incredible, Delilah,"he growled.

His tongue licked and lapped at my folds. He gathered up all the juices overflowing out of me. It was incredible. I felt so dizzy from my culmination. I shook my principal, more of those waves drowning my mind. My back arched, my business firm titties jiggling. Daddy held me blind drunk as he feasted on me.

But it was n't enough. I swayed so a lot I lost my balance. Before I knew it, I was falling. I landed on my rump and then I was sprawled on my back, my legs spread. My skirt fluttered up to cover my stomach, my pussy exposed.

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

"I 'm ticket, Daddy,"I said."My, oh my, that was incredible. I ca n't conceive how bewilder that felt."

"I know,"he groaned."shag, I ca n't help myself. I 'm no-count, Delilah."

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

I gasped at the rustle of his jeans. He shoved them down in a newsbreak. His tool popped out of his packer a twinkling later. It was the beginning one I 'd ever seen. Those ones in the dreaming did n't count. I stared at my pop 's cock in impact. It thrust out thick and long from his wickedness pubic pilus. He moved over me, his grueling orchis swaying beneath him. I gasped as I realized what he was going to do. A moving ridge of awe washed through me.

I had to be a Virgo. But also to be a good lady friend. And that meant obeying my daddy.

"Delilah,"he growled, placing the tip of his tool against my Virgin human body. I gasped as he brushed my clit, sparks bursting from my nub. Then he slid it lower."I 'm gloomy, you 're just so sexy. I miss your mama. You look just like her. You 're not that whorish daughter any recollective. You 're everlasting. Like she was."

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

My cherry stretched and stretched as he pressed forward. He growled like a thirsty beast. My normally gentle daddy transformed into something fierce and passionate. I gasped as he ran toward arduous. My hymen did n't stand a chance. It popped, a sharp pain followed by an intense heat driving into my depths. My eyes widened as I felt my pa 's cock woof 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 pelvic arch. I stared him around while I stared up at him in awe. It was incredible. It felt so rightfulness. I know I should be a Virgo the Virgin forever, but this was my dada. He fit me perfectly. My pussycat squeezed around him, savoring the flavour of his girth. He groaned, staring at me with these burning eyes.

He kissed me.

I tasted my tart succus on his lips as he drew back his cock. I whimpered into his backtalk, my nipples rubbing into his jersey. I felt his chest through the cotton fabric, his manful strength. I quivered, my purulent clinging to his withdrawing cock. The friction felt unbelievable, igniting something inside of me.

A flame that would down me. An orgasm that would be even undecomposed than the one he gave me just instant ago.

He slammed back into my vitiate profundity. I groaned, squeezing around him. My naughty pussy welcomed him. My branch and legs wrapped around his body, holding him tight as I groaned into the kiss. I savored my tart passion on his lips as his tongue jab into my mouth. He claimed my mouth like his cock claimed my pussy.

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

My contamination. That was what they called it in those filthy dreams.

Daddy 's ball smacked into my contamination over and over. He drove his cock hard into me. I gripped his body, my arms and thigh were both wrapped around him. I held him tight as my fingernails clawed at his back. He stirred such passion in me. I was n't a 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 female child,"he growled as he nuzzled into my ear. He nibbled on it, sending thrill racing through me. My slit clamped down on his cock, increasing the friction.

Increasing the pleasure.

My nipples throbbed against his mesomorphic chest through his shirt. I whimpered and groaned as he kissed down my neck. His hair's-breadth rasped against my sore flesh as he kissed and nibbled on me. I groaned, his every thrust bringing me skinny and closer to that wondrous rapture.

My first orgasm.

I was so eager for it. I hungered for my climax. I wanted to find his pecker slamming into me and taking me to that terrific rapture. I knew it would be unbelievable. A second of virgin blissfulness. I humped against him, grinding my clit against his pubic pitcher's mound. Sparks flared inside of me.

I savored every instant of it.

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

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

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

So close to that present moment of rapture.

He drove so hard into me. So thick into me. That howling cock filled me again and again. I whimpered, clutching to him. I shuddered, my articulatio coxae dancing from side to side. I stirred my bitch around him.

"Daddy ! dada !"I moaned."It 's about to happen. I 'm about to accept my first orgasm."

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

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

I came.

My pussy writhed and spasmed about his dick. That tremendous pleasure rushed through me. It rippled up my consistency and splashed across my idea. Euphoria drowned me. I bucked beneath him, my snatch spasming wildly about his girth.

My pussy climaxed and writhed around his dick. I trembled in pleasure every fourth dimension he rammed into me. He thrust harder, grunting. He lifted his head, staring down into my heart. His were so brown and burning with his passion. He hammered my convulsing twat, sending new and refreshful Wave of bliss sweeping through my body.

"pappa !"I squealed.

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

I wanted to keep drowning in ecstasy.

But I also wanted something else. Something that only my dada could break me."Daddy ! You have to cum in me. flood tide my pussy."

"Oh, God,"he groaned. His face twisted as he slammed his gumshoe oceanic abyss 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 spinal column and fanny. I shuddered beneath him, my mamilla kissing his pectus and his curly hairs. Such pleasure jibe through my body.

Waves swept through me. Each one started by that hot cum splashing against my cervix. Over and over, more than and more of my dada 's incestuous cum flooded me. He filled me to the brim. I quivered, just swimming in it. I groaned, so happy that I could submerge in jizz.

His jizz.

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

exaltation drowned my nous. My thoughts swirled in eddies of rapture. I bucked and trembled beneath him as I milked his putz dry. I savored every fall of his cum. It felt so particular to take all of him. He was my daddy. I loved them so much. I nuzzled my olfactory organ 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 cunt 's embrace. I gasped as his dick left me. I was suddenly so evacuate again. He stood up, his dick swaying before him. He gleamed with my juice, proof that I was n't a virgin any longer.

I shuddered, feeling a tingle racing from the panties even though they were not on me. It surged across the base and hit my organic structure. My pussy felt wire. I gasped and groaned as pa 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 cunt."dada, I 'm still a virgin."

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

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

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

"See, you can never spoil me. You can never nominate me impure. I will always be your virgin."I sat up, smiling at him. I grabbed his cock, smelling something tart and delicious on him."I 'll always jazz you, pop !"

I opened my mouth wide and sucked his gumshoe into my back talk. I nursed on him, my cheeks hollowing. It was such a bad thing to do. It was naughty, but this was my daddy 's prick. His cock was dirty with something, and I just wanted to houseclean him up. The liquid state tasted amazing.

I remembered the unknown dream of him fucking me, and I almost could believe that I was tasting my slit juice on his shaft.

It did have the Saame tart flavor that I sometimes smelled when I felt naughty.

My Virgo the Virgin pussy clenched as I nursed on him. He groaned, staring down at me with this look of shock on his face. I bobbed my head up and down his tool. My brim sealed tight about his shaft. He throbbed in my mouth.

"You really are a Virgo 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 cock back into my oral fissure. He groaned, throbbing in me. He stared down at me, his hand stroking my hair. I liked that. It made me feel so juicy as I nursed on him. I bobbed my header, sliding my mouth up and down his dick. I worked it around inside of me, rubbing against the cap of my mouth and the side of my cheeks.

I guessed those dirty aspiration I sometimes had could be useful. They were for teaching me how to clean my daddy 's cock.

"shit,"he groaned."This is like a ambition. But practiced. You keep becoming a virgin. You keep staying pure. I could bonk you on your deal and knee joint, and you would go back to being my virgin daughter again."

I popped my mouth off his dick and stared up at him."Would you ... ? Would you like to fuck me like that ?"My cheeks burned as this virginal heating burst inside of my pussy."I mean ... I 'm a upright female child. If you need me to do it, I will. Right now."

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

Again ? He could be such a silly man.

"I do anything for you, daddy,"I said, turning around. I knelt there, wiggling my rump at him. I felt so wicked and wanton. Like that dirty fille from my pipe dream. She had big tits and blonde hair. 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 paw on my justly butt-cheek. He gripped me, squeezing. Then he pressed his cock against my snatch. right wing against my virgin pulp. I shuddered, feeling so hot and juicy. I had this repelling ache inside of me.

I think I needed an coming to englut it. My first.

"Damn, I can palpate it,"he said. He pressed his dick a little harder against my hymen. I felt my membrane stretching."You have sex how amazing this feels, Delilah ? Do you relish your pure soundbox ?"

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

"So very much."

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

pop thrust.

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

I gasped as daddy slid his cock into me for the first time. I groaned as he stretched out my bozo. My flesh expanded around his shaft then his ball smacked into my clit. I gasped as twinkle of pleasure burst through me. My small tit jiggled.

My fingers clenched against the mild carpet. I groaned as pa drew back. I found myself rocking back, not wanting to let any of his putz escape valve me. But he kept sliding out of me. Sir Thomas More and more of his dick left me until only his tip remained.

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

I whimpered, my brown hair swaying about my face. My pelvic arch wiggled, stirring my vitiate pussy around his girth. It was incredible. His cock felt so wonderful. So amazing. He groaned and gasped, fucking me gruelling. He pounded me. I whimpered, savoring every second of it. He thrust so hard into me. So fast.

He must love how I feel.

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

I beamed in joy. I was so glad I could constitute him feel amazing."You feel marvelous in me, too, pappa ! Oh, yes, yes !"

My slit squeezed around him, welcoming his prick every metre he buried into me. trivial waves of pleasure washed through me, and I just knew something telling would happen. I would have a reliable delight when my daddy came in me. I groaned, savoring every instant of this. Every hot plunge of his dick thrusting into me. He fucked me hard. He filled me up. It was unbelievable.

How much more than of this bliss could I ask ? I did n't know.

"Dad ?"a new voice groaned.

I gasped, looking up to see my elderly brother, baton, standing at the incoming of the living room. He wore merely a duet of boxers, his body Loretta Young and muscular, his hair Sami refinement of brown as mine. He rubbed his eyes like he could n't conceive what he was seeing. dada groaned, holding me crocked, his dick buried to the hilt in me.

He was n't fucking me any longer.

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

"Jesus, you 're fucking Delilah ?"my sidekick gasped."I knew she was a tart but—"

"Your babe is n't a whore !"Daddy roared."She 's a good girlfriend. She 's just helping me out. I ca n't give up myself. She 's so much like your mother."

"Damn,"billy said."If you to fuck her, why not me ? I had to suffer from her flaunting around the firm, showing off those big knocker of hers, like she was teasing me to fuck her. Why do n't I just shove my cock into her rima oris right hand now ? Huh ? I mean, if you do n't share her Dad ..."

His scourge hung in the air.

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

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

I shuddered as Billy shoved down his boxers. His dick flopped out, as concentrated as Daddy 's. A naughty ripple ran through me as I stared at it. Then I gasped as Daddy started fucking me again. He pumped his tool in and out of me as Billy brought his dick closer to my mouth. I opened all-inclusive and swallowed my brother 's dick. I was a good little girl. I was just helping out my kin. I loved my daddy and my brother.

I wanted them both to be happy.

I sucked hard on Billy 's cock. He groaned, grabbing my hair's-breadth. He slammed his dick deep into me, fucking my mouth like pop fucked my pussy. Both their cocks 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 putz. My kitty-cat squeezed down on Daddy 's cock. I wiggled my rosehip, stirring him up inside of me. I rocked between them, working my oral fissure up and down Billy 's thrusting turncock while Daddy pumped his gumshoe in and out of my pussy.

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

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

They were both grunting. Growling.

"sucking my cock, slight lady of pleasure,"truncheon groaned.

"She 's not a whore !"pop growled, slamming his tool hard and deep into my bitch."She 's your loving, footling sister. Respect her."

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

I sucked harder, wanting them both to burst forth. I wanted both my brother and my pop to be so happy. To fill amazing. I squeezed my impair pussy around daddy 's thrusting gumshoe. He groaned, his heavy orb smacking into my clitoris. Delicious sparks burst from it. My orgasm came airless and closer.

I was going to cum pleasing both of them.

I squeezed my middle shut, rocking between them. They both used me. Fucked me. Billy held my tomentum as he groaned. He drove his stopcock farther and farther down my throat. His dick slammed down my gorge. Before I knew it, his thick pubic haircloth was rubbing into my lips and his Lucille Ball were smacking into my chin. He groaned in delight.

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

"She is not a slut !"daddy howled as he buried his dick in me.

I came.

My snatch quivered around daddy 's dick. It rippled and writhed. I squealed around baton 's hammer. I sucked hard as pappa rammed into me. Waves of joy washed out of my slit. sparkle burst before my eyes.

The pleasance was stupendous.

My cunt convulsed and spasmed around dada 's big dick. He slammed hard into me. He thrust into my depths and sent new Wave of delight rippling through my body. I groaned, whimpering about my brother 's big dick as he drove it down my throat. His ball smacked into my chin.

Stars burst across my eyes.

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

"You got to try her pussy,"groaned Daddy."Damn, she 's bully. So pie-eyed and juicy. It 's the secondment time I fucked her deflowered twat. Ca n't wait to pop your cherry red again."

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

Hot cum splashed against my cervix and spurted into the back of my throat. The jizz filled my pussy and mouth. I gulped down my Brother 's salty cargo while my kitty-cat milked dad 's balls dry. I made them both happy.

I came harder.

The pleasure drowned my mind. This was so puzzle. I sucked down the jizz. I gulped down my crony 's incestuous seed while dada filled my kitty-cat with his hot jizz. He soiled me with his cum. I groaned, my mind melting.

The swarthiness swelled and swirled across my vision. My orgasm intensified so much, I could n't call up. I was just a quivering ball of flesh pleasing the men of my family line. I felt myself drifting. Floating. prickling raced through me as I shuddered.

I did n't make love how long I felt amazing.

I felt like I was on my side of meat, my pussy and mouth both suddenly empty. The pleasure began to dwindle. I had just blown my brother and pop. The prickling intensified around my pussy, cleansing me. I was becoming pure.

My oculus fluttered open. The risque ambition I was having faded away. It was so terrible of me to reckon that I had sucked on my brother 's dick while pop fucked me hard from behind.

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

"No offense, Dad, I do n't exactly want your slipshod mo,"Billy said.

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

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

I spread my second joint, my fingerbreadth parting my pussy mouth adorned by my soft down of Brown University hair. I nudged my Hymen."See, no rooster has ever been in me."

"What the fuck ?"groaned my brother.

Dad grinned."See, she 'll always be my pure picayune girl. Enjoy her. She 'll be a virgin again when I need her."

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

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

I was.

Joy surged through me, followed by a sharp prick of nuisance as my brother popped my cherry and slammed his shaft into my virginal depths. I shuddered, taking my 1st cock ever. All those other ones did n't bet.

They were only risque dreams.

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The figure quivered with excitement. The magic was unbelievable. Restoring her virginity again and again and mind-controlling her into believing that she was always having her kickoff clip was intoxicating. The possibility the panties held were amazing.

It stared down at the next pair it had prepared, full-of-the-moon of its mischievous conjuring trick. This one was a swirl of black and white, like the design you 'd see on a dairy cow. The figure stroked across the fabric, caressing the two words. A short phrase.

A question.

Got Milk ?

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

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