Mind-Control pantie

floor Twelve : Virgo cherry red joy

By mypenname3000

copyright 2019

Note : Thanks to Alex for beta reading this !

The music impulse through the house stirred the figure 's ancient mortal. Though the euphony was modern, made with electronics and possessing alien audio, the beat it created was aboriginal. Something passed down and down and down through the generations of men from dim antiquity. The figure wanted to dance. To jollify in the medicine and to pander in the hormones permeating the room.

The figure was crashing a college house party.

College scholarly person flocked around, drinking beer and smoking cannabis. The sour-sweet flavor of the drug mixed with the sugary aroma of wine coolers. They laughed. Cheered. It passed a dyad of daughter making out in the living room, stripped down to their bras. This was the perfect place to leave its Modern creation.

It held in its hand a dainty and pristine couple of pantie. Something cut for a schoolgirl to bust, full of all that virginal hope. A lot of white lace encircled it and it had two words written in the brilliant, cherry-red colouration : cerise Tart.

The digit fought the surge to watch the two girlfriend kissing. They were doing it willingly, mostly. One was stoned and the other almost sot, but it was n't from its legerdemain. It was n't the same as twisting and turning and molding girlfriend into new beings. To render them different delights. The fille upstairs, its target, had experienced so many of them already.

With effort, it dragged itself away and slipped up the stairs, ignored by the college youths moving up and down. They did n't give the frame another glimpse. It was nonde***********. unknown but unremarkable. They twisted their bodies to let it go through, not breaking their conversations or looking up from their phones. On the mo floor, the auditory sensation of sex and shouting grew louder and louder. Boys were cheering. There was a girl in there, a slut writhing in passion.

Delilah White had a hammer in all three of her holes. The nineteen-year-old girl was a old-timer of being gang-banged. She reveled in hedonistic lust. Her large knocker bounced before her as she rode up and down on Bruce 's stocky dick. The mixed-race youth gripped her articulatio coxae as she worked up and down his dick. Ryan fucked her from rear end, a tall, twenty-year-old boy with a goatee. Nate was the one eating femme fatale his cock. He was short, his opprobrious hair buzzed short like a soldier 's and possessed the compact build of a wrestler.

"That 's it, suck that peter,"he ground as the figure dropped the limited duet of panties on Delilah 's discarded clothing. In the process, it snatched up her treat thong, a strip of black cloth that did n't look like it could enshroud anything.

The figure wanted to stick. To watch her fornication. The figure had design, a new estimation 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 boldness as she sucked and moaned and shuddered through her adjacent orgasm.

Then the figure was gone.

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

Dad 's going to be so stung when I get home, she thought with some glee, aching to project her activities in his face. Ever since her mother died, her Father 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 face as she bent over further."Who the screw steal my panties and replaced them with this kiddy grass ?"She glanced at the snoring bozo who 'd fucked her.

She snorted and stepped into them.

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Delilah White

A unknown tingle ran through me as I stepped into these kiddy scanty. I could n't believe individual had stolen my thong and replaced them with these. They had fucking lacing around them. And that childish wish-wash on the back.

Cherry Tart.

real number revolutionary. These were something a virgin who wanted to pretend that she was a bad girl would buy at Hot Topic. I rolled my eyes as I drew them up my legs. I savored the unknown tingling running through me. I smirked as I felt the cum leaking out of me. At least I would stain these. Whatever slow girlfriend left hers behind, I would take pleasure in ruining them.

I smiled as I drew the scanty higher and mellow. I shuddered as it slid up my thigh, smearing the cum as it went. The seed was soaking the fabric now. more tingles rippled through me. And then I pulled them up over my rump. I snapped the girdle down on my peel and ...

I shuddered, squeaking. I was naked. There were male child snoring around me. I gasped, my hands covering my titty. They were growing small. Why were they so big ? I had small-scale boob. minuscule boobies. My cheeks burned. I shook my drumhead, noticing, for a bit, that my ringlet looked blonde and not my common brown. I groaned. As I darted my workforce down to grab my dress, I wondered why I was naked.

Oh, God, did I have sex ?

My virgin pussy clenched. I could n't have got had sex. I was a pure girl. A secure miss. Oh, my pa was going to be so mad. I had to get out of here. I grabbed my bra, sliding it on. For a import, it seemed too big. And black. I did n't own fatal bras.

Then it was snowy and little and fit my A-cup knocker perfectly.

I fastened it and then grabbed my chick. A tingling rippled from my panties. I frowned at my butt. Why was my chick so shortsighted and ...

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

What was this crop top ? I did n't wear anything like that. No, no, I had worn a potato chip, Edward Douglas White Jr. blouse. Something a schoolgirl would outwear and ...

I pulled on my whitened blouse, quickly buttoning it up. I did n't have time to insert it in because I needed to get out of here. One of the male child was already rousing. It was Bruce, the star quarterback.

"Delilah ?"He groaned."shit, a schoolgirl. That 's kinky. Want to hail here and rag on my cock. Put your haircloth up in pigtails."

I squeaked in fear. I bolted out of there."I 'm not a trollop !"

I heard him burst into laughter.

I darted down the steps, confused why I was even here. Of track, I heard that there was a party at Ryan 's family, but I would never go to something like this. Oh, my daddy must be so worried about me. I wanted to visit him, but I did n't know where my purse was. Did I leave it back in that room ? Oh, God, I could n't go back in there.

They were naked in there.

I hit the first floor and darted over the passed out guy. He was snoring, his shirt off. Someone had drawn a penis on his cheek. It was disgusting. Filthy. I leaped over him and raised for the nominal head door. I heard someone vociferation my name and say something rude. Something absolutely crude. I could n't believe it. I was a goodness girlfriend. 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 wench swished about my legs. My arms pumped. My brown hair flowed behind me, safe and free. I was n't a bad girl. I did n't even realize how I got here. I kept running and running and running. My side ached. I tasted a coppery flavour at the rachis of my sass. My legs burned.

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

I shuddered, this flush of fearfulness shooting through me. I had no idea where I was. It was dark. I was the solely one out on the street. I bit my lip, my head darting to and fro. I was so frightened. I did n't even have my bag let alone my cell headphone. But I could n't go back to that terrible place.

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

I struggled to parse my memories. There were these loathsome newsflash, things that I would never do. Terrible things. They made me crimson just thinking about them. I shuddered, shaking my head word. That was n't me. I was Delilah White. I was XIX. A virgin. I made a promise.

I glanced down at my right on hand and sighed in respite as I saw the hope ring on my fingerbreadth. I twisted it, the gold band that my daddy had given me. I drew in a deep breath. I was beginning to relax.

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

I was wondering what I should do next when I heard a rumbling sound. I glanced on the street to see the headlights approach. prominent headlights. Something big was approaching. I raised my hand against the glare, squinting to see. I heard a muscular railway locomotive growling and chugging.

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

Just as the vehicle slowed down to stop by me, I realized it was the rig to one of those semi hand truck. I did n't have a trailer attached, so the driver must be going home or something. I squeaked when the passenger door suddenly creaked undecided. A man with a thick mustache peered out at me, leaning over the judiciary seat.

"You okay ?"he asked."Kinda late for a fille as 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 fuck where I am."

"well, girl, I can give you a turn on home."

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

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

"fountainhead, 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 rump and closed the great room access. This giddy bang raced through me. I sat so practically higher up than other car I 've been in. I looked out of the window, smiling as he pulled away from the Curb. If we were driving through convention traffic, I 'd feel so authoritative right now looking down at the other carts.

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

"He wanted me to take up his ..."My nerve burned."well, you know. His boy thingy."

"Cock ?"

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

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

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

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

"Of course of study 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 young lady. A slut."

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

My brass 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 least 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 things to me."

He chuckled."Well, there 's a resolution to that job. Just got to choose soul 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 have it away if she 's a cock-sucker or not. It 's authoritative. You wo n't know until you try.."

I swallowed as the truck slowed down. I heard the air brakes release the pressure as we stopped. He shifted the gear wheel into the green, the engine idling away.

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

A strange tingle raced around my step-in. I swallowed, staring at his crotch. I gasped as he unsnapped his jeans. He was doing this right before me. I covered my middle as I heard his jeans rustling. I knew he was pulling it out. His putz. This wicked tickle pink went through me. I could n't trust this was happening.

My digit 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 better look if you scoot closer."

I swallowed, shocked that this was happening. It stirred the strange passion inside of me. I never felt anything like this before. What is that about this that made me need to strive down and touch him. I did n't do that. I swallowed, though, and leaned closer, studying his cock. It poking laborious and rap out of his jeans. The tip twitched and throbbed. I could see curls of dark-brown hairsbreadth around the base. A strange liquidity beaded at the tip.

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

"Trust me, your twat can stretch to take it,"he said."But we 're talking about blowjob here. Just scoot lower, spread your backtalk wide of the mark, and just blow that big cock in your mouth. Find out what you are."

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

quiver, I reached out and grabbed it. I gasped at how warm it was. It twitched and throbbed in my hand. It felt so live. I shuddered, my tongue flicking over my lips. I lowered my straits further. I closed my eye, opened my mouth, and descended the live few column inch.

I shuddered when I felt him pressing into my oral fissure. I pulled my tooth back, instinctively knowing I should n't brush his figure with them. I slid my lips over his cock, engulfing the crown. My tongue swirled around, tasting that salty liquid. He groaned this throaty sound of pleasure.

I sucked.

His putz twitched again. He groaned as I sucked and nursed on him. It was like a big all-day sucker. A salty flavored one. I shuddered, that wet passion between my second joint growing and growing. It made me want to reach down and scratch it. I trembled, my hired man 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 principal, bobbing up and down. My rim slid along his peter as I squirmed. I was growing so hot and wet between my second joint. Why ? My cheeks hollowed as I sucked on him. He groaned, my lips moving up and down faster.

"crap, I thought you were virgin. You know how to blow a cock. Damn."

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

I kept sucking on his cock and bobbing my fountainhead. I slid my sass up and down his dick. I shuddered, this heating system growing and growing between my thighs. It felt so severe. So blue. I should n't be doing this. Daddy would be angry at me, but the trucker was right. 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 mouth up and down his pecker. I slid as far down his shaft as I could, his cock pressing into the book binding of my throat before I slid back up. I sucked the full way, my cheeks hollowing. I just knew that he loved it. He enjoyed my mouth. His deal tightened in my chocolate-brown hair. He gripped me. I quivered, this chill racing through my panties.

Was I a bad girl for doing this ?

My tongue danced around the top of his cock. The seat creaked and groaned beneath us. His hand tightened. He pressed my head 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 hairsbreadth. I could sense this manfully musk. His pecker was stretching out my throat. I moaned, humming around him, instinctively knowing he 'd like that.

"God fucking damn, you are a slattern,"he groaned."I ca n't think you can lead a dick with such comfort. Fuck."

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

He drew my headspring up by pulling my hair. It hurt and yet that only made me feel wetter between my second joint. He groaned as I sucked so hard. My tongue danced around his dig. I caressed him with purpose. It felt like I knew what I was doing. Like I really was a natural-born dick fall guy. That was impossible. I could n't be that. I squirmed, rubbing my thighs together. My skirt rustled.

"Getting hot in your small puss ?"he asked. Then he chuckled."Of course you are, little slut. You 're in that sexy schoolgirl rig. Yeah, you wanted me to do along so you could suck my dick."

But I did n't need this.

I ached to tell him that, but I was too busy sucking his cock. His dick throbbed and twitched in my mouthpiece. That salty juice that leaked out of the tip of his cock soaked my clapper. He tasted so beneficial. I sucked hard on him, wanting more. I shuddered, my thighs still squirming, struggling to satiate that hot itch.

"I see just how hot you are, adulteress,"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 twat. I tried to clamp down on him with my legs, but he was so firm. He kept going.

I gasped as his rough fingers reach my delicacy pantie. He rubbed them, pressing them into my crease. I shuddered, a naughty heat blossoming in my pussycat. It was so intense. Blissful wavelet flooded through me.

I could n't believe it. His bear upon felt stupefy. I knew he should n't be touching me there, that I should make him lay off, but his strokes just made me quake. I sucked on his stopcock with even to a greater extent love. I nursed on his putz with such hungriness.

He groaned, his finger's breadth rubbing up and down my pussy. He touched my virgin form through my demure panties. All these naughty pleasance surged through me. My toes curled in my skid, a whine rebellion in my throat.

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

What did I demand ?

I gasped as he suddenly ripped my mouth off his cock. Then I was moving, seized by his inviolable hands. Before I knew it, he was lifting me onto his lap. The steering wheel pressed into my belly, my chest of drawers leaning over it. The motor horn honked as my breasts pressed into it. I gasped as I felt his digit hooking aside my scanty. I realized I was straddling him. I felt his cock nudging into my inner thigh and—

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

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

I whimpered as his turncock touched my pussy. The hand holding my panties aside moved away, sliding around me to grab my former hip. He held my waist close and, with a moan, he slammed me down his cock.

I gasped as my cherry popped.

I felt my hymen tear for the first time. Then his putz was inside of me. Filling me. His cinch stretched out-of-doors my zany. I shuddered while a waving of heat washed through my Virgo the Virgin body. A delicious wave.

"shtup damn, you 're close,"he groaned."Now move those pelvic girdle. tease my dick."

I gripped the steering wheel while this vivid heat that burned from my pussy seized my stage. They flexed all on their own. I gasped and rose up his cock. I shuddered feeling my pussy sliding up his putz. 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 virtuous profoundness. This fantastic heat rippled through me. He massaged my privileged astuteness. I lowered my head word over the steering wheel, shocked that I was enjoying the trucker 's massive cock so much.

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

I shuddered, my pussy clenching around him. I slid back up his shaft again, my zany clinging to the loggerheaded girth. I groaned, my hip joint dancing from side to side. I stirred my kitty-cat around his cock, the pleasure rushing through me. Then I slammed down him. I groaned, my oculus fluttering. More of that fantastic heat energy rippled through me.

"Yeah, you like Hank 's big shaft in your snatch, 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 tart,"he groaned."I love the schoolgirl skirt. The white scanty. And the blouse ... piece of tail snake pit, you 're a aphrodisiacal thing."

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

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

A strange ace 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 rubbing of our chassis sliding past each former. It felt so amazing.

"oeuvre that schoolgirl cunt up and down my tool,"panted Hank."Damn, your tight and hot. I 'm going to fire so much cum inside of you."

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

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

He was ripe. I wanted him, but I should n't. Why did he feel so full inside of me ? I rode him faster. I gripped the guidance wheel, my pap 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 happen inside of me.

Was I about to let my outset climax ? Was I going to cum on the trucker 's dick ? What kind of virgin did that ?

I slammed down him, shuddering. His dick filled me up so much. My hips danced from position to side. My physical structure moved. It felt so natural to be riding his shaft. Why ? I groaned, my finger's breadth gripping the steering wheel. I arched my back, my browned hair swaying. I could n't take much Sir Thomas More of this.

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

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

A tsunami of rapture that had my full eubstance spasming. Bucking.

My pussy convulsed as the wave reached my head. transport spilled through my view. And more wafture followed. They rushed through my body. I groaned and gasped, my head shaking. Stars danced before my eyes as my kitty seemed to melt about his shaft. My twat massaged and writhed and drained his tool dry. He grunted, his hired man squeezing my hips as he flooded me.

"God fucking damn, you are an awe-inspiring slut,"he groaned."I ca n't believe it. 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 think I just did that. I was n't a Virgo 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 doubtfulness rippled through my mind as Hank drove me home. I adjusted my vesture and pulled up my scanty. They tingled around me, the electricity reaching into my pussy. It was almost like the underwear had cleaned me up and made me unanimous. Pure. It was such a make relaxed sensation. It soothed away my mix-up. I sort of felt like I was waking up from a ambition. Like I had only imagined I had sex with the truck driver. I mean, I was a virgin.

I was a good daughter, right ?

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

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

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

No way at all.

Just like I would n't throw done those former things. Those half-remembered perversions. I had been trapped in a slutty incubus that I woke up from back at the party.

The room access squeaked as I opened it. I climbed out of the cab, my tartan bird flaring about my stage. I pushed them down before he saw my panties. My brass burned. Oh gosh, how embarrassing would it have been if he 'd glimpsed those ?

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

Was daddy still awake ?

He must be so worried about me. Just to realise sure it had been a pipe dream, I slid my script up my skirt. I felt so wicked for doing this right here on the street. It was in the middle of the Nox. No one was around. My finger's breadth slid up beneath the scanty through the leg maw. I stroked through my George H.W. Bush to notice my vulva. I bit my lower lip. I found the crimp 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 make just been a dream. It was just a weird co-occurrence that I had the salty mouthful lingering my back talk, or that I had this hum pleasure rippling through me. I was a virgin. I had proof. Taking a deep breathing place, I marched ahead to the mansion. I climbed up the whole step, found the presence room access unsecured, and entered.

The lights flicked on from the bread and butter room.

I squeaked in fear finding Daddy sitting on his recliner. He faced me, his eyes boring in on me."You were out late,"he said, standing up. He was a tall and gentle man. His brown heart flicked up and down my figure of speech. 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 sorry for worrying you."

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

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

"Dye my hair's-breadth ? You okay, pa ? Why would I dye my hair ?"

The shudder rippled from my pantie. I swallowed, feeling how strong he was. How substantial. He stared down at me with a unusual flavor in his eyes. He grabbed my shoulders and pushed me back. He stared down my blouse. His eyebrow furrowed even more. I glanced down, confused at what he was seeing.

"What happened to your white meat ?"he asked. His work force seized them through my blouse. I gasped in shock as my daddy groped my humble titty 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 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 prof, too."

I gasped in indignation."I 'm a Virgo pop. Honest."

"A Virgo ?"he growled. He grabbed the figurehead of my blouse."Why are you wearing something like this ? Usually, you wear something cut so low I 'm storm your titty do n't pop out. I do n't roll in the hay what to do with you, Delilah."

"dad ?"I said and then gasped as he ripped my blouse open. clit popped off, bouncing off his bureau. He exposed my white bra cupping my small titty. He shook his pass, shocked."I did n't imagine them, right ? Your tits ?"

"Maybe you 're just tired, pappa,"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 bear witness that you 're a Virgin ?"he asked."I only caught you with two boys conclusion yr in your sleeping accommodation. All naked and writhing."

"We were studying !"I gasped, remembering the last time I had two son in my bedchamber. dad had been so furious. I did n't even believe about it until he pointed out that I had the doorway closed and anything could birth happened. But nil had. I certainly had n't had a ternion with them. I had n't taken one of their cocks in my butt-hole and the other in my pussycat.

I was a good girl.

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

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

I drew up my wench. Slowly. pa 's jaw dropped."Deliverer, are you going to shoot your twat at me ?"

"Just so you can see that I have a Hymen,"I said, my impudence on flame. I pulled up my skirt senior high enough to expose my scanty."Just tug down my underclothes, and you will see. Honest, pa. I wo n't disappoint you. I 'm your safe girl."

He laughed louder, almost hysteric. I did n't understand what was happening. What had gone on tonight ? nonentity believed that I was a Virgo. I messed up by going to this political party and then blacking out. But I had my maidenhead. I just proved it. I did n't ingest sex at the political party with those three boys, and I did n't have sex with a truck driver, either. I did n't suck his cock until he exploded in my mouth, and I certainly did n't pledge all his yummy cum.

pa fell to his knee, this beastly look on his typeface. I had never seen anything like it before. He was such a lenify and jazz man. I gasped as he hooked the girdle my scanty and ripped them down my thighs. He stared at my brown Dubyuh, his heart narrowing.

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

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

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

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

"Daddy, are you sure you did n't have a incubus ? That does n't vocalise like me at all. I 'm your good missy. I would never do anything dirty or filthy at all. I would n't suck cocks or tease hawkshaw 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 fresh. Spicy. You 've never been used before."

I gasped as Daddy buried his face into my pussy. The shock of pleasure raced through me as his knife lapped at my pussy sheepfold. He caressed my hymen, his tongue flicking up to my clitoris. His script suddenly went around my waist, grabbing my rear. I trembled, clutching my skirt, staring down at him in shock.

"pa ?"I gasped as his knife fluttered up and down my folds.

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

I whimpered as his glossa fluttered against me. My panties, bunched around my knees, tingled. I groaned, closing my eyes as that naughty pleasure built inside of me. The Saami walking on air that haunted my dreams. The yucky heat energy that made me do such naughty affair. flashing of action I never could take in performed darted through my thinker. They only fueled the fervidness that Daddy 's tongue stroked in my pussy.

I liked it.

Daddy 's tongue lapped and licked at my pussy. I could n't conceive how great it felt. It was just incredible. He brushed my virginal membrane, stroked my labia, and caressed my little clit. Sparks burst with each apoplexy. 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 dirty dreams.

I shuddered, his fierce hair's-breadth rasping against my spiritualist flesh. His tongue was so hungry. He lapped up my cream, edifice and building that heating system in me. This must be what an sexual climax was. He was going to spend a penny me have one. I was going to cum. I could n't believe this. This was my daddy doing it, so did that make up it okay ?

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

I shrugged out of my blouse, letting it fall 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 hungriness. I bit my lip, and then I reached behind me. I unhooked my bra, my shoulders shrugging the shoulder strap off. It fell away, exposing my business firm, little breasts to him. He had to see that I always had diminished titmouse. I was n't some big-breasted whore like I was in those filthy dreams.

"You oh, papa, yes,"I moaned as his knife licked and lapped at my kitty.

He danced over my hot material body, driving me wild. I shuddered, grabbing his tomentum for living. I gripped him, my pelvis writhing from face to side. I ground on his face and savored every little trouncing flutter of his natural language. He did such juicy things to me. I quivered, a hot star building and construction inside of me.

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

"Jesus, I ca n't believe this is really you, siren,"he said. He pulled his human face away from my slit, my cream dribbling down his Chin."Have the shoemaker's last few days just been a dream ?"

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

He groaned and buried his nerve back into my pussy. I shuddered, loving it. This was n't faulty because I was with dad. I trembled in delight as he feasted on my ruddy pussy. He licked and lapped at my bawd juices. 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 button, his tongue fluttering around it. That minuscule nub, that off-white nestled in the sheepfold of my labia, burst with pleasure. I gasped, swayed. My firm titties jiggled as the pleasure rippled about me. I groaned, my hips shaking from side to side. A tremendous heat swelled inside of me. His spit teased my bud. Then his lip sucked on it.

I gasped and bucked."Daddy !"

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

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

His cherry daughter.

He sucked on my button firmly. I gasped at the feel of his lips wrapped about my bud again. It was incredible. I quivered and moaned, my little titties jiggling. The pressure built and built. I could n't shoot much more of this. I squeezed my optic shut, small genius twinkling in the darkness. I whimpered. Groaned.

I came for the first time ever.

My pussy convulsed. I felt a spasming deep interior of me, aching to be filled by something. My virgin organic structure trembled, my cherry juices bathing his face. I could sense 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 silly from my climax. I shook my headway, more of those Wave drowning my thinker. My back arched, my house titties jiggling. Daddy held me rigorous as he feasted on me.

But it was n't enough. I swayed so much 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 snatch exposed.

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

"I 'm hunky-dory, Daddy,"I said."My, oh my, that was incredible. I ca n't conceive how amazing that felt."

"I know,"he groaned."Fuck, I ca n't help myself. I 'm grim, 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 flash. His cock popped out of his boxers a New York minute later. It was the number one one I 'd ever seen. Those single in the dreams did n't enumerate. I stared at my Daddy 's hammer in shock. It thrust out thick and long from his dark pubic haircloth. He moved over me, his lumbering balls swaying beneath him. I gasped as I realized what he was going to do. A wave of fearfulness washed through me.

I had to be a Virgo the Virgin. But also to be a skillful girl. And that meant obeying my daddy.

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

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

My cherry red 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 hard. My virginal membrane did n't stand up a chance. It popped, a sharp pain followed by an vivid heat driving into my depths. My eyes widened as I felt my daddy 's cock filling my newly deflowered pussy.

His balls smacked into me.

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

He kissed me.

I tasted my bawd juices on his lip as he drew back his pecker. I whimpered into his backtalk, my teat rubbing into his t-shirt. I felt his breast through the cotton fabric, his manly posture. I quivered, my pussy clinging to his withdrawing cock. The rubbing felt unbelievable, igniting something inside of me.

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

He slammed back into my impair depths. I groaned, squeezing around him. My risque snatch welcomed him. My arms and legs wrapped around his torso, holding him squiffy as I groaned into the kiss. I savored my woman of the street passion on his brim as his tongue thrust into my mouth. He claimed my mouth like his cock claimed my pussy.

I trembled in delight as he pumped away at me. Our body moved and heaved together. It was wonderful. His cock buried into me over and over, his balls smacking into my build. Against the underside 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 lousy dreams.

pop 's balls smacked into my contamination over and over. He drove his turncock 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 dorsum. He stirred such warmth in me. I was n't a Virgo the Virgin any longer. My daddy had claimed me.

I was his.

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

"My little female child,"he growled as he nuzzled into my ear. He nibbled on it, sending frisson racing through me. My pussy clamped down on his cock, increasing the friction.

Increasing the pleasure.

My nipples throbbed against his powerful breast through his shirt. I whimpered and groaned as he kissed down my neck. His whisker rasped against my raw flesh as he kissed and nibbled on me. I groaned, his every thrust bringing me nearer and closer to that wonderful rapture.

My first orgasm.

I was so eager for it. I hungered for my flood tide. I wanted to feel his cock slamming into me and taking me to that wonderful ecstasy. I knew it would be incredible. A mo of unadulterated walking on air. I humped against him, grinding my clit against his pubic hillock. Muriel Spark flared inside of me.

I savored every consequence of it.

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

"Yes !"he growled. He thrust harder, driving that putz so thick into me."You 're finally my good miss, Delilah."

That made me quiver. My kitty-cat clamped down hard on his hawkshaw, clutching to him as he drew back. He slammed back in, my goofball welcoming him. So incredible. His pubic ivory priming coat against my clitoris, piddling glint bursting from it every fourth dimension. I whimpered, my oculus fluttering. I was so close to exploding.

So close to that moment of rapture.

He drove so heavily into me. So oceanic abyss into me. That wonderful peter filled me again and again. I whimpered, clutching to him. I shuddered, my hips dancing from face to side. I stirred my cunt around him.

"Daddy ! Daddy !"I moaned."It 's about to come about. I 'm about to possess 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 on driving your big dick into me. Oh, daddy, I love you !"

I came.

My pussy writhed and spasmed about his turncock. That wonderful pleasance rushed through me. It rippled up my eubstance and splashed across my mind. Euphoria drowned me. I bucked beneath him, my pussy spasming wildly about his girth.

My kitty-cat climaxed and writhed around his shaft. I trembled in pleasure every time he rammed into me. He thrust harder, grunting. He lifted his promontory, staring down into my middle. His were so chocolate-brown and burning with his love. He hammered my convulsing twat, sending new and invigorated waves of bliss sweeping through my body.

"dad !"I squealed.

I kept cumming and cumming on his dick. It was amazing. My orgasms flooded one after the early through my body. This rush of naughty, incestuous delight surged through me. He buried hard in my twat, his dick 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 Daddy could give me."pop ! You have to cum in me. Flood my pussy."

"Oh, God,"he groaned. His face twisted as he slammed his tool 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 spine and croupe. I shuddered beneath him, my nipples kissing his chest and his curly hairs. Such delight shot through my body.

Waves swept through me. Each one started by that hot cum splashing against my cervix. Over and over, more and more of my daddy 's incestuous seed 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, Daddy, yes !"I gasped as the hard waving yet swept through me.

X drowned my thinker. My thoughts swirled in Mary Morse Baker Eddy of rapture. I bucked and trembled beneath him as I milked his pecker dry. I savored every drop of his cum. It felt so special to take all of him. He was my dad. 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 prick ripping out of my snatch 's embrace. I gasped as his turncock left me. I was suddenly so empty again. He stood up, his cock swaying before him. He gleamed with my juice, cogent evidence that I was n't a Virgo any longer.

I shuddered, feeling a tingle racing from the pantie even though they were not on me. It surged across the storey and hit my organic structure. My slit felt electrified. I gasped and groaned as papa 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 twat."Daddy, I 'm still a virgin."

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

"Daddy, see,"I said. I reached down and set forth my puss backtalk."There 's my hymen. I 'm still your pure daughter."

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

"See, you can never muck up 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 tart and delicious on him."I 'll always love you, dad !"

I opened my lips broad and sucked his dick into my backtalk. I nursed on him, my buttock hollowing. It was such a bad thing to do. It was naughty, but this was my daddy 's dick. His stopcock was dirty with something, and I just wanted to clean him up. The liquid tasted amazing.

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

It did have the same tart relish 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 facial expression of blow on his side. I bobbed my head up and down his dick. My back talk sealed sozzled about his prick. He throbbed in my mouth.

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

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

I sucked his cock back into my mouth. He groaned, throbbing in me. He stared down at me, his hand stroking my hair. I liked that. It made me feel so spicy as I nursed on him. I bobbed my head, sliding my back talk up and down his dick. I worked it around inside of me, rubbing against the roof of my mouth and the position 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.

"Damn,"he groaned."This is like a dreaming. But considerably. You keep becoming a Virgin. You keep staying pure. I could fuck you on your men and knee, and you would go back to being my Virgin daughter again."

I popped my mouthpiece off his pecker and stared up at him."Would you ... ? Would you like to love me like that ?"My cheeks burned as this virginal heat burst inside of my pussy."I mean ... I 'm a upright daughter. If you need me to do it, I will. right hand now."

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

Again ? He could be such a silly man.

"I do anything for you, daddy,"I said, turning around. I knelt there, wiggling my buttocks at him. I felt so unholy and wanton. Like that dirty girl from my ambition. She had big tits and light-haired haircloth. nix like me.

Daddy groaned. I felt his eyes running up and down my body. It made me tingle. I licked my rim, swallowing. Then I gasped as I felt his hired man on my right butt-cheek. He gripped me, squeezing. Then he pressed his tool against my kitty-cat. Right against my virgin form. I shuddered, feeling so hot and spicy. I had this pixilated ache inside of me.

I think I needed an sexual climax to ingurgitate it. My first.

"red cent, I can feel it,"he said. He pressed his cock a little harder against my hymen. I felt my membrane stretching."You recognize how amazing this feels, temptress ? Do you bask your pure physical structure ?"

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

"So very much."

I smiled in pleasure."Then it makes me glad, too. Come on, dad, you can throw it. My virginity. I love you !"

Daddy thrust.

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

I gasped as papa slid his cock into me for the low sentence. I groaned as he stretched out my snatch. My physical body expanded around his quill then his nut smacked into my clit. I gasped as sparks of delight fusillade through me. My small-scale knocker jiggled.

My digit clenched against the soft carpet. I groaned as pappa 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 Thomas More of his tool 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 hip joint wiggled, stirring my deflowered twat around his girth. It was unbelievable. His pecker felt so wonderful. So amazing. He groaned and gasped, fucking me hard. He pounded me. I whimpered, savoring every instant of it. He thrust so hard into me. So fast.

He must have it away how I feel.

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

I beamed in joy. I was so beaming I could micturate him feel amazing."You feel marvelous in me, too, Daddy ! Oh, yes, yes !"

My pussy squeezed around him, welcoming his dick every time he buried into me. Little waves of delight washed through me, and I just knew something impressive would pass off. I would throw a true joy when my daddy came in me. I groaned, savoring every moment of this. Every hot plunge of his dick thrusting into me. He fucked me hard. He filled me up. It was incredible.

How much more of this seventh heaven could I take ? I did n't know.

"Dad ?"a new part groaned.

I gasped, looking up to see my sure-enough comrade, baton, standing at the entrance of the animation way. He wore merely a brace of boxers, his body Danton True Young and muscular, his hair same shade of brown as mine. He rubbed his eyes like he could n't consider what he was seeing. Daddy groaned, holding me cockeyed, his dick buried to the hilt in me.

He was n't fucking me any longer.

I gasped, wiggling my hip joint around his shaft, 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 whore but—"

"Your Sister is n't a prostitute !"pappa roared."She 's a good fille. She 's just helping me out. I ca n't stop myself. She 's so much like your mother."

"tinker's dam,"truncheon said."If you to love 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 stopcock into her mouth right wing now ? Huh ? I mean, if you do n't plowshare her Dad ..."

His threat hung in the air.

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

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

I shuddered as Billy shoved down his boxershorts. His dick flopped out, as hard 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 pecker in and out of me as Billy brought his gumshoe finisher to my mouth. I opened wide and swallowed my comrade 's dick. I was a good little girl. 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 club 's putz. He groaned, grabbing my hair. He slammed his dick oceanic abyss into me, fucking my mouthpiece like daddy fucked my pussy. Both their cocks were pumping in and out of me. I felt spit-roasted on them.

This naughty, incestuous rushing ran through me. My orgasm built faster and faster as I sucked on billystick 's cock. My pussycat squeezed down on Daddy 's stopcock. I wiggled my rosehip, stirring him up inside of me. I rocked between them, working my mouthpiece up and down Billy 's thrusting shaft while Daddy 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 hard as I could on billystick 's gumshoe. He groaned, his sinewy chest rippling above me. Drool ran down my chin. The taste of his precum filled my mouth. That was what it was called, right ? I seem to remember hearing it in my naughty dream. I shuddered, my hips wiggling back and forth, stirring Daddy 's dick around inside me.

They were both grunting. Growling.

"Suck my cock, footling sporting lady,"Billy groaned.

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

"Sure,"billy club groaned."Goddamn, I 've wanted you to suck my dick for so long, enchantress. Fuck, I got to irrupt in your mouth."

I sucked harder, wanting them both to irrupt. I wanted both my brother and my pa to be so glad. To fill amazing. I squeezed my deflowered pussy around dad 's thrusting dick. He groaned, his heavy egg smacking into my clitoris. Delicious sparks burst from it. My orgasm came closer and closer.

I was going to cum pleasing both of them.

I squeezed my eyes shut, rocking between them. They both used me. Fucked me. Billy held my hair as he groaned. He drove his putz 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 cock, trollop,"he growled.

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

I came.

My pussy quivered around daddy 's dick. It rippled and writhed. I squealed around he-goat 's rooster. I sucked hard as Daddy rammed into me. wafture of delight washed out of my kitty-cat. Dame Muriel Spark burst before my centre.

The pleasance was stupendous.

My pussy convulsed and spasmed around dada 's big dick. He slammed hard into me. He thrust into my depths and sent new waves of delectation rippling through my body. I groaned, whimpering about my buddy 's big dick as he drove it down my pharynx. His balls smacked into my chin.

superstar burst across my eyes.

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

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

My brother groaned. My daddy 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 warhead while my pussycat milked Daddy 's balls dry. I made them both happy.

I came harder.

The pleasure drowned my psyche. This was so amazing. I sucked down the jizz. I gulped down my brother 's incestuous seed while Daddy filled my cunt with his hot jizz. He soiled me with his cum. I groaned, my mind melting.

The darkness swelled and swirled across my vision. My orgasm intensified so a lot, I could n't think. I was just a quivering Lucille Ball of material body pleasing the men of my crime syndicate. I felt myself drifting. Floating. Tingles raced through me as I shuddered.

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

I felt like I was on my side, my pussy and mouth both suddenly empty. The pleasance began to dwindle. I had just blown my Brother and daddy. The prickling intensified around my kitty-cat, cleansing me. I was becoming pure.

My eyes fluttered candid. The naughty dreaming I was having faded away. It was so disgustful of me to suppose that I had sucked on my crony 's cock while Daddy fucked me hard from behind.

"Go ahead, grant her pussy a try,"Daddy was saying."She 'll do it it."

"No offense, Dad, I do n't exactly need your boggy mo,"nightstick said.

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

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

I spread my thigh, my fingers parting my pussy sassing adorned by my soft down of brown hair's-breadth. I nudged my Hymen."See, no cock has ever been in me."

"What the fuck ?"groaned my brother.

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

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

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

I was.

Joy surged through me, followed by a shrill motherfucker of pain as my brother popped my cherry and slammed his peter into my virginal astuteness. I shuddered, taking my first cock ever. All those other ones did n't count.

They were only naughty 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 offset time was intoxicating. The opening the panty held were amazing.

It stared down at the next pair it had prepared, wide-cut of its impish magic. This one was a swirl of total darkness and clean, like the formula you 'd see on a dairy cow. The figure stroked across the fabric, caressing the two word of honor. A curt phrase.

A question.

Got milk ?

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

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