Mind-Control panty

story XII : Virgin Cherry Delight

By mypenname3000

copyright 2019

Note : Thanks to Alex for beta reading this !

The euphony pulsing through the house stirred the figure 's ancient soul. Though the music was modern, made with electronics and possessing alien sounds, the measure it created was primeval. Something passed down and down and down through the generations of men from dim ancientness. The number wanted to trip the light fantastic toe. To revel in the euphony and to gratify in the hormones permeating the room.

The figure was crashing a college house party.

College students flocked around, drinking beer and smoking ganja. The sour-sweet bladderwrack of the drug mixed with the sugary aroma of wine-colored ice chest. They laughed. Cheered. It passed a pair of daughter making out in the aliveness elbow room, stripped down to their bras. This was the perfective topographic point to forget its unexampled creation.

It held in its hand a dainty and pristine pair of step-in. Something cut for a schoolgirl to bust, full of all that vestal promise. A band of white lace encircled it and it had two Scripture written in the burnished, red color : Cherry Tart.

The build fought the surge to catch the two lady friend kissing. They were doing it willingly, mostly. One was stoned and the other almost drunk, but it was n't from its trick. It was n't the Lapp as whirl and turn and molding lady friend into new being. To show them different pleasure. The girl upstairs, its target, had experienced so many of them already.

With exertion, it dragged itself away and slipped up the steps, ignored by the college youths moving up and down. They did n't founder the figure another glance. It was nonde***********. outlander but mundane. They twisted their bodies to let it pass, not breaking their conversations or looking up from their earphone. On the minute floor, the auditory sensation of sex and shouting grew louder and louder. boy were cheering. There was a miss in there, a slut writhing in passion.

Delilah albumen had a hammer in all three of her holes. The nineteen-year-old girl was a veteran soldier of being gang-banged. She reveled in hedonistic luxuria. Her large white meat bounced before her as she rode up and down on David Bruce 's thick cock. The mixed-race youth gripped her hip joint as she worked up and down his dick. Ryan fucked her from prat, a tall, twenty-year-old boy with a goatee. Nate was the one alimentation siren his hammer. He was short, his black haircloth buzzed brusque like a soldier 's and possessed the stocky shape of a wrestler.

"That 's it, suck that dick,"he ground as the frame dropped the special pair of panties on temptress 's discarded wear. In the outgrowth, it snatched up her kickshaw thong, a strip of inkiness cloth that did n't await like it could hide anything.

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

It wanted to see if it could shape her body.

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

Then the figure was gone.

Sometime later, when all the guys have finished using her and siren was sobering up, she stumbled towards her clothing. So often jizz spilled down out of her golf hole. The spunk dribbled from her ass. It ran down her thigh. It coated her.

Dad 's going to be so slopped when I get base, she thought with some glee, aching to throw her activities in his side. Ever since her female parent died, her Padre sought to control her. She hated it.

She bent down and snagged up the panties.

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

She snorted and stepped into them.

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femme fatale White

A unknown shudder ran through me as I stepped into these kiddy panties. I could n't believe soul had stolen my lash and replaced them with these. They had fucking lace around them. And that childish tripe on the backrest.

Cherry Tart.

real number revolutionist. These were something a Virgo the Virgin who wanted to guess that she was a bad girl would buy at Hot Topic. I rolled my eyes as I drew them up my peg. I savored the strange tingle running through me. I smirked as I felt the cum leaking out of me. At least I would stain these. Whatever obtuse lady friend left hers behind, I would subscribe pleasance in ruining them.

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

I shuddered, squeaking. I was naked. There were boys snoring around me. I gasped, my hands covering my titty. They were growing pocket-size. Why were they so big ? I had small white meat. Little boobies. My cheeks burned. I shook my head, noticing, for a moment, that my whorl looked blond and not my common John Brown. I groaned. As I darted my hands down to grab my clothes, I wondered why I was naked.

Oh, God, did I have sex ?

My virgin kitty clenched. I could n't have had sex. I was a double-dyed girl. A upright female child. 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 consequence, it seemed too big. And disastrous. I did n't own total darkness bras.

Then it was White River and belittled and fit my A-cup chest perfectly.

I fastened it and then grabbed my skirt. A tingle rippled from my step-in. I frowned at my derriere. Why was my bird so short and ...

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

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

I pulled on my Patrick Victor Martindale White blouse, quickly buttoning it up. I did n't stimulate time to tuck it in because I needed to get out of here. One of the boys was already rousing. It was Bruce, the superstar quarterback.

"Delilah ?"He groaned."Damn, a schoolgirl. That 's kinky. Want to issue forth here and tease on my cock. Put your haircloth 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 pa must be so worried about me. I wanted to call him, but I did n't bonk where my bag was. Did I leave it back in that elbow room ? Oh, God, I could n't go back in there.

They were naked in there.

I hit the first level 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 nominal head doorway. I heard someone call my name and say something rude. Something absolutely crude. I could n't conceive it. I was a skillful fille. Why would he even think I 'd do something like that ?

I would never suck a cock.

I burst out of the sign 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 annulus swished about my legs. My coat of arms pumped. My brown whisker flowed behind me, dependable and free. 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 spirit at the back of my mouth. My branch burned.

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

I shuddered, this flush of fear shooting through me. I had no estimation where I was. It was drear. I was the sole one out on the street. I bit my lip, my head darting to and fro. I was so panicky. I did n't even have my purse let alone my cell telephone set. But I could n't go back to that direful 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 skanky flashes, matter that I would never do. Terrible things. They made me blush 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 hand and sighed in relief as I saw the promise ring on my finger. I twisted it, the gold band that my dada had given me. I drew in a mysterious intimation. I was beginning to relax.

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

I was wondering what I should do next when I heard a grumble sound. I glanced on the street to see the headlamp approach. enceinte headlight. Something big was approaching. I raised my hand against the glare, squinting to see. I heard a mightily locomotive engine growling and chugging.

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

Just as the vehicle slowed down to lay off by me, I realized it was the rig to one of those tractor trailer motortruck. I did n't have a dawdler attached, so the device driver must be going home or something. I squeaked when the passenger threshold suddenly creaked spread out. A man with a thickset mustache peered out at me, leaning over the bench seat.

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

"I 'm lost,"I said."I was at this frightening political 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."

"fountainhead, girl, I can establish you a devolve on home."

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

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

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

I managed to get into the behind and closed the gruelling threshold. This woozy thrill raced through me. I sat so much higher up than other cable car I 've been in. I looked out of the windowpane, smiling as he pulled away from the curb. If we were driving through rule traffic, I 'd feel so of import rightfulness now looking down at the other carts.

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

"He wanted me to breastfeed his ..."My nerve burned."Well, you know. His boy thingy."

"turncock ?"

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

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

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

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

"Of form 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 slut suck shaft,"he said."I mean, a boy thing. Sorry."

My cheeks burn.

"In fact, how can even sleep together 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. succeeding thing I know, they be claiming that they did early things to me."

He chuckled."Well, there 's a solution to that trouble. Just got to choose someone 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 need to know. A girl your age, why, she has to know if she 's a cock-sucker or not. It 's important. You wo n't cognise until you try.."

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

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

A unusual prickling raced around my panties. I swallowed, staring at his privates. I gasped as he unsnapped his dungaree. 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 tool. This wicked thrill went through me. I could n't trust this was happening.

My fingers covering my oculus 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 estimable look if you scoot closer."

I swallowed, shocked that this was happening. It stirred the unknown oestrus inside of me. I never felt anything like this before. What is that about this that made me desire to reach down and pertain him. I did n't do that. I swallowed, though, and leaned closer, studying his pecker. It hurl hard and knock out of his jeans. The tip twitched and throbbed. I could see ringlet of brownish whisker around the cornerstone. A strange liquid beaded at the tip.

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

"trustingness me, your pussy can stretch to take it,"he said."But we 're talking about blowjobs here. Just scoot lower, open your mouth wide, and just suck that big cock in your mouth. Find out what you are."

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

Trembling, I reached out and grabbed it. I gasped at how warm it was. It twitched and throbbed in my bridge player. It felt so active. I shuddered, my glossa flicking over my backtalk. I lowered my principal further. I closed my heart, opened my mouth, and descended the last few inch.

I shuddered when I felt him pressing into my sassing. I pulled my teeth back, instinctively knowing I should n't brush his flesh with them. I slid my lips over his turncock, engulfing the pennant. My tongue swirled around, tasting that salty liquidness. He groaned this throaty strait of pleasure.

I sucked.

His dick 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 heat between my thigh growing and growing. It made me want to hand down and scratch up it. I trembled, my hired hand 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 mind, bobbing up and down. My brim slid along his shaft as I squirmed. I was growing so hot and wet between my thigh. Why ? My cheeks hollowed as I sucked on him. He groaned, my backtalk moving up and down faster.

"tinker's dam, I thought you were virgin. You know how to suck a cock. Damn."

What did that mean ? I was a Virgo. I had never sucked a cock before. What, did it imply that I was a lifelike ?

I kept sucking on his turncock and bobbing my read/write head. I slid my brim up and down his putz. I shuddered, this heating system growing and growing between my thighs. It felt so revolting. So gamy. I should n't be doing this. Daddy would be angry at me, but the truck driver was rightfulness. I had to know.

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

The trucker was groaning and grunting as I worked my sassing up and down his dick. I slid as far down his scape as I could, his pecker pressing into the back of my throat before I slid back up. I sucked the entire way, my buttock hollowing. I just knew that he loved it. He enjoyed my mouth. His handwriting tightened in my chocolate-brown pilus. 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 shaft. The nates creaked and groaned beneath us. His deal tightened. He pressed my chief down hard. I gasped as his cock brushed the back of my throat and then slip down it.

He was sliding into my esophagus !

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

"God fucking damn, you are a slut,"he groaned."I ca n't conceive you can call for a turncock with such ease. Fuck."

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

He drew my heading up by pulling my pilus. It hurt and yet that only made me feel wetter between my thighs. He groaned as I sucked so hard. My tongue danced around his ray. I caressed him with use. It felt like I knew what I was doing. Like I really was a natural-born pecker sucker. That was unsufferable. I could n't be that. I squirmed, rubbing my second joint together. My skirt rustled.

"getting hot in your slight cunt ?"he asked. Then he chuckled."Of course of action you are, little slut. You 're in that sexy schoolgirl outfit. Yeah, you wanted me to hail along so you could suck my dick."

But I did n't want this.

I ached to tell him that, but I was too busy sucking his cock. His dick throbbed and twitched in my sass. That salty juice that leaked out of the tip of his rooster soaked my tongue. He tasted so sound. I sucked hard on him, wanting more. I shuddered, my thigh still squirming, struggling to engorge 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 snatch. I tried to clamp down on him with my wooden leg, but he was so strong. He kept going.

I gasped as his rough finger's breadth reach my dainty panties. He rubbed them, pressing them into my fold. I shuddered, a naughty passion blossoming in my pussy. It was so intense. Blissful rippling flooded through me.

I could n't believe it. His tactual sensation felt bewilder. I knew he should n't be touching me there, that I should puddle him stop, but his strokes just made me pulsate. I sucked on his rooster with even More heat. I nursed on his dick with such thirst.

He groaned, his finger's breadth rubbing up and down my kitty-cat. He touched my virgin flesh through my demure panties. All these blue pleasance surged through me. My toes curled in my place, 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 need ?

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 wheel pressed into my stomach, my pectus leaning over it. The trump honked as my white meat pressed into it. I gasped as I felt his fingers hooking aside my pantie. I realized I was straddling him. I felt his cock nudging into my inside thigh and—

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

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

I whimpered as his cock touched my pussycat. The hand holding my panties aside moved away, sliding around me to snap up my other hip. He held my waist wet and, with a groan, he slammed me down his tool.

I gasped as my cherry red popped.

I felt my hymen tear for the first sentence. Then his cock was inside of me. Filling me. His girth stretched heart-to-heart my cuckoo. I shuddered while a wave of warmth washed through my virgin dead body. A delicious wave.

"Fucking damn, you 're smashed,"he groaned."Now move those hip joint. Ride my dick."

I gripped the steering wheel while this vivid heat that burned from my pussy seized my legs. They flexed all on their own. I gasped and rose up his turncock. I shuddered feeling my kitty-cat 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 Virgin depth. This wonderful heat rippled through me. He massaged my inner profundity. I lowered my head over the steering roulette wheel, shocked that I was enjoying the trucker 's massive dick so much.

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

I shuddered, my pussy clenching around him. I slid back up his shaft again, my fathead clinging to the thick cinch. I groaned, my hips dancing from side to side. I stirred my twat around his hammer, the pleasure rushing through me. Then I slammed down him. I groaned, my middle fluttering. More of that howling heat rippled through me.

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

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

"Goddamn, you 're such a whore,"he groaned."I love the schoolgirl skirt. The whitened step-in. And the blouse ... shag hell, you 're a aphrodisiac thing."

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

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

A unknown 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 friction of our flesh sliding past each other. It felt so amazing.

"body of work that schoolgirl cunt up and down my dick,"panted Hank."shucks, your nasty and hot. I 'm going to displace so often cum inside of you."

I gasped, my cunt squeezing down on him. That made our naughty action feel 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 pa thinks, I 'm busting my load inside of you,"he grunted."You want it. Your close, hot slit ache for it. Do n't it ?"

He was proper. I wanted him, but I should n't. Why did he feel so skilful inside of me ? I rode him faster. I gripped the steering bicycle, my mamilla aching inside of my bra. I worked my pussy up and down his dick. I came closer and closer to that amazing pleasure. Something was going to bechance inside of me.

Was I about to have my outset orgasm ? Was I going to cum on the trucker 's dick ? What sort of Virgo did that ?

I slammed down him, shuddering. His peter filled me up so much. My hip danced from slope to side. My dead body moved. It felt so lifelike to be riding his cock. Why ? I groaned, my digit gripping the steering steering wheel. I arched my backbone, my brown hair swaying. I could n't take away much more of this.

"ass me,"he groaned as I slammed down his cock. As I rose up his putz, his peter twitched. I felt something hot spurting inside of me."Yes, withdraw it. postulate my fucking load."

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

A tsunami of rapture that had my entire organic structure spasming. Bucking.

My pussy convulsed as the undulation reached my mind. disco biscuit spilled through my thoughts. And Sir Thomas More Wave followed. They rushed through my physical structure. I groaned and gasped, my heading shaking. Stars danced before my optic as my pussy seemed to fade about his cock. My twat massaged and writhed and drained his prick dry. He grunted, his hand squeezing my hips as he flooded me.

"God fucking damn, you are an amazing slovenly woman,"he groaned."I ca n't believe it. tinker's damn, you drained my balls."

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

Why did it experience so just ?

That enquiry rippled through my intellect as Hank drove me home. I adjusted my wearable and pulled up my step-in. 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 relaxing hotshot. It soothed away my confusion. I sort of felt like I was waking up from a dreaming. Like I had only imagined I had sex with the truck driver. I mean, I was a virgin.

I was a upright girl, 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 exact care. Really gladiola I ran into you tonight."

"Thank you for the drive,"I said, giving him a polite nod. It had to give just been some wild imagination. I must give dozed off while he was driving me home. There was no way I would accept 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 pegleg. I pushed them down before he saw my panties. My cheek burned. Oh gosh, how embarrassing would it have been if he 'd glimpsed those ?

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

Was Daddy still wake ?

He must be so worried about me. Just to stimulate indisputable it had been a dream, I slid my helping hand up my skirt. I felt so wicked for doing this right wing here on the street. It was in the middle of the night. No one was around. My finger slid up beneath the pantie through the leg hole. I stroked through my George W. Bush to happen my vulva. I bit my depress lip. I found the folds of my pussycat. I should n't be doing this, but ...

I felt my hymen.

I let out a suspiration of relief and pulled my finger away. It must have just been a dream. It was just a weird happenstance that I had the salty taste lingering my mouth, or that I had this buzzing pleasure rippling through me. I was a virgin. I had proof. Taking a deep breathing space, I marched ahead to the theatre. I climbed up the steps, found the social movement doorway unlocked, and entered.

The lights flicked on from the animation room.

I squeaked in affright finding Daddy sitting on his reclining chair. He faced me, his eyes boring in on me."You were out late,"he said, standing up. He was a improbable and pacify man. His brown middle flicked up and down my human body. It looked like he was afraid of something."Out partying again ?"

"Again ?"I gasped."I do n't have it off what happened, dada. I just woke up at this party. It 's not like me. I 'm so sorry for worrying you."

impact rippled across his case as I threw myself at him. I hugged him fuddled and urge my chief into his chest.

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

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

The frisson rippled from my panties. I swallowed, feeling how potent he was. How solid. He stared down at me with a strange look in his eyes. He grabbed my shoulders and pushed me back. He stared down my blouse. His hilltop furrowed even more. I glanced down, confused at what he was seeing.

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

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

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

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

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

"pappa ?"I said and then gasped as he ripped my blouse open. release popped off, bouncing off his chest. He exposed my white bra cupping my low white meat. He shook his head, shocked."I did n't opine them, right ? Your tits ?"

"Maybe you 're just tired, Daddy,"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 boys last year in your sleeping room. All nude and writhing."

"We were studying !"I gasped, remembering the lowest time I had two boy in my bedroom. daddy had been so infuriated. I did n't even recollect about it until he pointed out that I had the door closed and anything could have happened. But cipher had. I certainly had n't had a troika with them. I had n't taken one of their hammer in my butt-hole and the former in my snatch.

I was a good girl.

"Prove it. Prove that you 're a virgin. I do n't make out what weird game you 're playing, temptress, but let 's see."

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

I drew up my wench. Slowly. pappa 's jaw dropped."Jesus Christ, are you going to flash your twat at me ?"

"Just so you can see that I have a hymen,"I said, my cheeks on fire. I pulled up my skirt senior high school enough to expose my panties."Just tug down my underwear, and you will see. Honest, Daddy. I wo n't disappoint you. I 'm your good girl."

He laughed louder, almost hysterical. I did n't sympathize 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 virginal membrane. I just proved it. I did n't have sex at the party with those three male child, and I did n't have sex with a trucker, either. I did n't soak up his cock until he exploded in my mouth, and I certainly did n't fuddle all his yummy cum.

papa fell to his knee joint, this brute look on his side. I had never seen anything like it before. He was such a blue-blooded and bed man. I gasped as he hooked the waistband my panties and ripped them down my thighs. He stared at my Robert 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. rightfield ? I would be dripping if he had.

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

"holy place diddlyshit, you are a virgin,"he said."But ... but the way you 've acted the last two years. You practically threw it in my face."

"Daddy, are you for sure you did n't have a nightmare ? That does n't vocalize like me at all. I 'm your good girl. I would never do anything dirty or filthy at all. I would n't imbibe cocks or razz gumshoe or let male child 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 invigorated. Spicy. You 've never been used before."

I gasped as pop buried his face into my kitty-cat. The shock of pleasance raced through me as his spit lapped at my pussy plica. He caressed my hymen, his spit flicking up to my clit. His hand suddenly went around my waist, grabbing my ass. I trembled, clutching my wench, staring down at him in shock.

"dad ?"I gasped as his tongue fluttered up and down my folds.

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

I whimpered as his tongue fluttered against me. My panties, bunched around my knees, tingled. I groaned, closing my eyes as that naughty delight built inside of me. The same bliss that haunted my dream. The repellant heat that made me do such spicy things. Flashes of activities I never could have performed darted through my creative thinker. They only fueled the fervour that Daddy 's lingua stroked in my pussy.

I liked it.

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

No. I never had a boy, or a daughter, go down on me. Those were just ill-gotten dreams.

I shuddered, his boisterous whiskers rasping against my sensible form. His tongue was so athirst. He lapped up my ointment, building and construction that passion in me. This must be what an coming was. He was going to make water me have one. I was going to cum. I could n't believe this. This was my daddy doing it, so did that make it okay ?

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

I shrugged out of my blouse, letting it hang to the floor. I stared down at him, my skirt bunched around my waist, almost blocking his eye. He stared up at me with such hunger. I bit my lip, and then I reached behind me. I unhooked my bra, my berm shrugging the straps off. It fell away, exposing my firm, humble breast to him. He had to see that I always had minuscule teat. I was n't some big-breasted whore like I was in those dirty dreams.

"You oh, pa, yes,"I moaned as his tongue licked and lapped at my pussy.

He danced over my hot flesh, driving me groundless. I shuddered, grabbing his hair for support. I gripped him, my hips writhing from side to side. I ground on his aspect and savored every little trouncing hoo-hah of his tongue. He did such naughty affair to me. I quivered, a hot sensation construction and building inside of me.

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

"Redeemer, I ca n't believe this is really you, Delilah,"he said. He pulled his brass away from my jackass, my cream dribbling down his mentum."Have the go few old age just been a dream ?"

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

He groaned and buried his face back into my pussy. I shuddered, loving it. This was n't wrong because I was with dad. I trembled in delight as he feasted on my cherry pussy. He licked and lapped at my tart succus. I groaned, my eyes 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 minuscule nub, that pearl nestled in the folds of my labia, burst with joy. I gasped, swayed. My firm titties jiggled as the delight rippled about me. I groaned, my coxa shaking from side to side. A wonderful heat swelled inside of me. His tongue teased my bud. Then his lips sucked on it.

I gasped and bucked."pop !"

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

His tongue pressed against my hymen. His fingers dug into my tail end. He kneaded them, parting my butt-cheeks and making my sphincter prickling. I gasped, pushing down the memories of other grime ambition I 'd had. I would never do anything back there. Not in a million, billion years. I would always be Daddy 's sound girl.

His cherry red daughter.

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

I came for the first time ever.

My pussy convulsed. I felt a spasming mysterious interior of me, aching to be filled by something. My virgin body trembled, my ruddy juices bathing his fount. I could smack my tart mania perfuming the air. I gasped as those undulation of delight splashed across my mind.

"Oh, my gosh, yes !"I gasped, staring down at my pappa."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 climax. I shook my pass, more than of those Wave drowning my mind. My back arched, my house titties jiggling. Daddy held me miserly as he feasted on me.

But it was n't enough. I swayed so practically 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 gap. My skirt fluttered up to handle my stomach, my purulent exposed.

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

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

"I know,"he groaned."fucking, I ca n't aid myself. I 'm pitiful, Delilah."

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

I gasped at the rustle of his blue jean. He shoved them down in a split second. His cock popped out of his pugilist a heartbeat later. It was the first one I 'd ever seen. Those ones in the dreaming did n't count. I stared at my pa 's cock in impact. It thrust out thick and long from his dark pubic hair's-breadth. He moved over me, his heavy balls swaying beneath him. I gasped as I realized what he was going to do. A wave of fear washed through me.

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

"femme fatale,"he growled, placing the tip of his cock against my Virgo the Virgin flesh. I gasped as he brushed my clit, sparks bursting from my nub. Then he slid it lower."I 'm sorry, you 're just so sexy. I miss your mama. You look just like her. You 're not that whorish daughter any longsighted. You 're consummate. Like she was."

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

My cherry stretched and stretched as he pressed forward. He growled like a hungry beast. My normally gentle pappa transformed into something fierce and passionate. I gasped as he ran toward gruelling. My hymen did n't stand a probability. It popped, a sharp pain followed by an vivid heat driving into my profoundness. My eyes widened as I felt my dada 's prick filling my newly deflowered pussy.

His balls smacked into me.

I gasped, clenching around him. He was all the way in me. I shuddered beneath him, wiggling my hip joint. I stared him around while I stared up at him in awe. It was unbelievable. It felt so redress. I know I should be a Virgo the Virgin forever, but this was my Daddy. He fit me perfectly. My pussy squeezed around him, savoring the smell of his girth. He groaned, staring at me with these burning eyes.

He kissed me.

I tasted my tart succus on his back talk as he drew back his cock. I whimpered into his rima oris, my teat rubbing into his t-shirt. I felt his pectus through the cotton wool fabric, his virile forte. I quivered, my pussy clinging to his withdrawing peter. The rubbing felt incredible, igniting something inside of me.

A fire that would consume me. An orgasm that would be even honest than the one he gave me just consequence ago.

He slammed back into my vitiate depth. I groaned, squeezing around him. My naughty pussycat welcomed him. My arms and legs wrapped around his body, holding him tight as I groaned into the kiss. I savored my cocotte mania on his backtalk as his tongue jabbing into my mouth. He claimed my back talk like his hammer claimed my pussy.

I trembled in delight as he pumped away at me. Our bodies moved and heaved together. It was rattling. His cock buried into me over and over, his egg smacking into my flesh. Against the derriere slope of my butt-cheeks and that strip of flesh between my puss in my asshole.

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

daddy 's balls smacked into my taint over and over. He drove his cock hard into me. I gripped his trunk, my arms and second joint 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 Virgo the Virgin any longer. My daddy had claimed me.

I was his.

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

"My picayune fille,"he growled as he nuzzled into my ear. He nibbled on it, sending shudder racing through me. My pussy clamped down on his cock, increasing the friction.

Increasing the pleasure.

My nipples throbbed against his sinewy thorax through his shirt. I whimpered and groaned as he kissed down my neck. His whiskers rasped against my sensitive physique as he kissed and nibbled on me. I groaned, his every drive bringing me faithful and closer to that wonderful rapture.

My first orgasm.

I was so aegir for it. I hungered for my climax. I wanted to feel his dick slamming into me and taking me to that wonderful rapture. I knew it would be incredible. A minute of pure walking on air. I humped against him, grinding my clit against his pubic hummock. Sparks flared inside of me.

I savored every import of it.

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

"Yes !"he growled. He thrust harder, driving that cock so cryptical into me."You 're finally my good 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 unbelievable. His pubic bone ground against my clitoris, little sparks bursting from it every fourth dimension. I whimpered, my eyes fluttering. I was so tightlipped to exploding.

So close to that moment of rapture.

He drove so hard into me. So deep into me. That marvelous cock filled me again and again. I whimpered, clutching to him. I shuddered, my pelvic arch dancing from English to side. I stirred my puss around him.

"Daddy ! papa !"I moaned."It 's about to happen. I 'm about to have 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 driving your big dick into me. Oh, papa, I love you !"

I came.

My pussy writhed and spasmed about his prick. That fantastic pleasure rushed through me. It rippled up my body and splashed across my nous. euphoria drowned me. I bucked beneath him, my slit spasming wildly about his girth.

My puss climaxed and writhed around his dick. I trembled in delight every clock time he rammed into me. He thrust harder, grunting. He lifted his head, staring down into my eyes. His were so brown and burning with his passion. He hammered my convulsing twat, sending new and fresh waving of cloud nine sweeping through my body.

"pa !"I squealed.

I kept cumming and cumming on his hawkshaw. It was amazing. My orgasms flooded one after the former through my eubstance. This rush of naughty, incestuous delight surged through me. He buried hard in my pussy, his peter stirring me up. It was incredible. I trembled beneath him, squeezing tight around him. So much 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 pop could give me."pappa ! You have to cum in me. Flood my pussy."

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

His cum fired into me.

I gasped as I felt him spurting over and over into me. I quivered on the floor, the carpet rasping beneath my back and tail. I shuddered beneath him, my mammilla kissing his chest and his curly hairs. Such joy dig through my body.

Waves swept through me. Each one started by that hot cum splashing against my uterine cervix. Over and over, Thomas More and more than of my daddy 's incestuous semen flooded me. He filled me to the brim. I quivered, just swimming in it. I groaned, so well-chosen that I could drown in jizz.

His jizz.

"Oh, dada, yes !"I gasped as the unattackable wave yet swept through me.

Ecstasy drowned my mind. My thoughts swirled in eddies of rapture. I bucked and trembled beneath him as I milked his dick dry. I savored every drop of his cum. It felt so special to take all of him. He was my daddy. 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 cunt 's embracing. I gasped as his shaft left me. I was suddenly so discharge again. He stood up, his cock swaying before him. He gleamed with my succus, substantiation that I was n't a virgin any longer.

I shuddered, feeling a tingle racing from the step-in even though they were not on me. It surged across the level and hit my physical structure. My pussy felt electrify. 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 pussy."dad, I 'm still a virgin."

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

"daddy, see,"I said. I reached down and depart my pussy brim."There 's my virginal membrane. I 'm still your pure daughter."

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

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

I opened my backtalk blanket and sucked his gumshoe into my sassing. I nursed on him, my cheeks hollowing. It was such a bad thing to do. It was naughty, but this was my daddy 's dick. His prick was dirty with something, and I just wanted to make clean him up. The liquidness tasted amazing.

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

It did birth the Sami 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 face of jounce on his face. I bobbed my pass up and down his hawkshaw. My lips sealed tight about his shaft. He throbbed in my mouth.

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

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

I sucked his prick back into my rima oris. He groaned, throbbing in me. He stared down at me, his hand stroking my tomentum. I liked that. It made me feel so naughty as I nursed on him. I bobbed my pass, sliding my mouth up and down his dick. I worked it around inside of me, rubbing against the roof of my sassing and the side of my cheeks.

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

"Damn,"he groaned."This is like a ambition. But better. You keep becoming a virgin. You keep staying pure. I could make out you on your hands and knee joint, and you would go back to being my Virgo the Virgin daughter again."

I popped my mouthpiece off his dick and stared up at him."Would you ... ? Would you like to know me like that ?"My cheeks burned as this pair of virginals heat burst inside of my kitty."I mean ... I 'm a skillful girl. If you need me to do it, I will. Right 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 wacky man.

"I do anything for you, daddy,"I said, turning around. I knelt there, wiggling my croup at him. I felt so loathsome and wanton. Like that dirty missy from my dreams. She had big tits and blonde hair. Nothing like me.

pappa groaned. I felt his optic running up and down my dead body. It made me quiver. I licked my mouth, swallowing. Then I gasped as I felt his hand on my right field butt-cheek. He gripped me, squeezing. Then he pressed his cock against my pussycat. Right against my Virgin anatomy. I shuddered, feeling so hot and racy. I had this repelling ache inside of me.

I think I needed an orgasm to pig out it. My first.

"hoot, I can feel it,"he said. He pressed his cock a little harder against my virginal membrane. I felt my membrane stretching."You do it how gravel this look, Delilah ? Do you enjoy your pure body ?"

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

"So very much."

I smiled in joy."Then it makes me well-chosen, too. cum on, daddy, you can have it. My virginity. I love you !"

Daddy thrust.

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

I gasped as daddy slid his shaft into me for the first clip. I groaned as he stretched out my jackass. My flesh expanded around his jibe then his balls smacked into my clit. I gasped as sparks of pleasure burst through me. My small breasts jiggled.

My finger clenched against the soft rug. I groaned as daddy drew back. I found myself rocking back, not wanting to let any of his cock escape me. But he kept sliding out of me. More and More of his hawkshaw 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 hairsbreadth swaying about my face. My pelvic arch wiggled, stirring my deflowered slit around his girth. It was unbelievable. His cock felt so rattling. So flummox. He groaned and gasped, fucking me hard. He pounded me. I whimpered, savoring every irregular of it. He thrust so unvoiced into me. So fast.

He must love how I feel.

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

I beamed in joy. I was so glad I could hold him find amazing."You feel wonderful in me, too, dada ! Oh, yes, yes !"

My cunt squeezed around him, welcoming his dick every metre he buried into me. Little waves of pleasure washed through me, and I just knew something telling would happen. I would have a dead on target delight when my daddy came in me. I groaned, savoring every moment of this. Every hot dip of his pecker thrusting into me. He fucked me heavily. He filled me up. It was incredible.

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

"Dad ?"a new representative groaned.

I gasped, looking up to see my older brother, he-goat, standing at the ingress of the animation room. He wore merely a duet of boxers, his soundbox young and muscular, his hair Lapp refinement of brown as mine. He rubbed his eyes like he could n't believe what he was seeing. dada groaned, holding me mingy, his pecker buried to the hilt in me.

He was n't fucking me any longer.

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

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

"Your sister is n't a prostitute !"pop roared."She 's a effective girl. She 's just helping me out. I ca n't block myself. She 's so lots like your mother."

"Damn,"Billy said."If you to lie with her, why not me ? I had to suffer from her flaunting around the house, showing off those big tits of hers, like she was teasing me to fuck her. Why do n't I just shove my cock into her mouth rightfulness 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 bang her mouth."

"I 'll do it, billystick,"I said to my chum,"I 'll do it for dad. I 'm a good girl."

I shuddered as Billy shoved down his boxers. His dick flopped out, as hard as papa 's. A gamy rippling ran through me as I stared at it. Then I gasped as Daddy started fucking me again. He pumped his hammer in and out of me as Billy brought his dick closer to my mouth. I opened all-embracing and swallowed my brother 's hawkshaw. I was a dependable female child. I was just helping out my family. I loved my daddy and my brother.

I wanted them both to be happy.

I sucked hard on Billy 's prick. He groaned, grabbing my hair. He slammed his tool trench into me, fucking my oral cavity like Daddy fucked my pussy. Both their cock 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 nightstick 's dick. My snatch squeezed down on pappa 's stopcock. I wiggled my hips, stirring him up inside of me. I rocked between them, working my mouth up and down Billy 's thrusting stopcock while pa pumped his hawkshaw in and out of my pussy.

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

I sucked as laborious as I could on Billy 's dick. He groaned, his sinewy pectus rippling above me. tommyrot ran down my chin. The appreciation of his precum filled my mouth. That was what it was called, right ? I seem to remember hearing it in my naughty ambition. I shuddered, my rose hip wiggling back and forth, stirring Daddy 's cock around inside me.

They were both grunting. Growling.

"suction my rooster, little whore,"nightstick groaned.

"She 's not a prostitute !"daddy growled, slamming his dick hard and deep into my cunt."She 's your loving, piddling sister. respect her."

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

I sucked harder, wanting them both to set off. I wanted both my brother and my daddy to be so felicitous. To fulfil amazing. I squeezed my deflowered pussy around papa 's thrusting dick. He groaned, his arduous testicle smacking into my clit. Delicious sparks burst from it. My coming 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 haircloth as he groaned. He drove his cock farther and farther down my throat. His dick slammed down my esophagus. Before I knew it, his thick pubic hair was rubbing into my lips and his balls were smacking into my chin. He groaned in delight.

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

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

I came.

My pussy quivered around pop 's cock. It rippled and writhed. I squealed around billy 's cock. I sucked hard as Daddy rammed into me. Waves of delight washed out of my cunt. Sparks burst before my optic.

The pleasure was stupendous.

My pussy convulsed and spasmed around pop 's big gumshoe. He slammed hard into me. He thrust into my astuteness and sent new moving ridge of delight rippling through my torso. I groaned, whimpering about my buddy 's big dick as he drove it down my throat. His balls smacked into my chin.

Stars burst across my eyes.

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

"You got to try her pussy,"groaned pa."Damn, she 's great. So tight and juicy. It 's the instant time I fucked her deflowered cunt. Ca n't wait to pop your cerise again."

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

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

I came harder.

The pleasure drowned my creative thinker. This was so amaze. I sucked down the jizz. I gulped down my brother 's incestuous germ while Daddy filled my pussy with his hot jizz. He soiled me with his cum. I groaned, my brain melting.

The darkness swelled and swirled across my vision. My coming intensified so very much, I could n't call back. I was just a quivering ball of flesh pleasing the men of my class. I felt myself drifting. Floating. shudder 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 pussy and utter both suddenly empty. The joy began to dwindle. I had just blown my buddy and papa. The shudder intensified around my pussy, cleansing me. I was becoming pure.

My eyes fluttered open. The naughty dream I was having faded away. It was so wicked of me to imagine that I had sucked on my brother 's cock while pa fucked me grueling from behind.

"Go ahead, give her puss a try,"Daddy was saying."She 'll hump it."

"No offensive, Dad, I do n't exactly want your sloppy instant,"Billy said.

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

I rolled onto my vertebral column, staring up at my pal and my daddy."I am. Always. See !"

I spread my thigh, my fingers parting my purulent lips adorned by my soft down of brownish hair. I nudged my hymen."See, no cock has ever been in me."

"What the roll in the hay ?"groaned my brother.

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

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

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

I was.

Joy surged through me, followed by a needlelike prick of pain as my brother popped my cherry and slammed his dick into my virginal depths. I shuddered, taking my outset rooster ever. All those former ones did n't reckon.

They were only spicy dreams.

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The fig quivered with excitement. The deception was incredible. Restoring her virginity again and again and mind-controlling her into believing that she was always having her first sentence was intoxicating. The possibility the panty held were amazing.

It stared down at the adjacent duad it had prepared, full of its mischievous legerdemain. This one was a swirl of black and white, like the pattern you 'd see on a dairy cow. The figure stroked across the fabric, caressing the two Book. A short phrase.

A question.

Got milk ?

The name smiled, eagre to drop off these pantie. It could n't expect for its adjacent mind-controlling fun to begin.

To be continued in the future narration of Mind-Controlling Panties ...