Mind-Control Panties

Story dozen : Virgin Cherry delectation

By mypenname3000

right of first publication 2019

preeminence : Thanks to Alex for genus Beta reading this !

The music pulsing through the house stirred the figure 's ancient person. Though the music was New, made with electronics and possessing extraterrestrial audio, the beat it created was primal. Something passed down and down and down through the generations of men from dim ancientness. The figure wanted to dance. To make merry in the medicine and to pander in the internal secretion permeating the room.

The figure was crashing a college house party.

College scholar flocked around, drinking beer and smoking marijuana. The sour-sweet Tang of the drug mixed with the sugary odour of wine-coloured coolers. They laughed. Cheered. It passed a pair of fille making out in the support elbow room, stripped down to their bandeau. This was the double-dyed blank space to leave its newest creation.

It held in its bridge player a dainty and pristine pair of scanty. Something cut for a schoolgirl to wear, fully of all that vestal promise. A dance orchestra of white lacing encircled it and it had two countersign written in the brightest, cherry colour : Cherry Tart.

The anatomy fought the surge to watch the two girls kissing. They were doing it willingly, mostly. One was stoned and the other almost wino, but it was n't from its conjuring trick. It was n't the Lapp as twisting and turning and molding miss into new beings. To shew them dissimilar delights. The miss 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 youth moving up and down. They did n't give the figure another glance. It was nonde***********. Alien but unremarkable. They twisted their eubstance to let it evanesce, not breaking their conversations or looking up from their phones. On the second story, the sounds of sex and shouting grew louder and louder. Boys were cheering. There was a girl in there, a slut writhing in passion.

enchantress Edward D. White had a prick in all three of her holes. The nineteen-year-old girl was a veteran of being gang-banged. She reveled in hedonic lust. Her large breasts bounced before her as she rode up and down on Robert the Bruce 's thick pecker. The mixed-race early days gripped her articulatio coxae as she worked up and down his putz. Ryan fucked her from derriere, a tall, twenty-year-old boy with a goatee. Nate was the one feeding femme fatale his tool. He was short, his fatal tomentum buzzed short like a soldier 's and possessed the compact body-build of a wrestler.

"That 's it, suck that putz,"he ground as the flesh dropped the limited pair of panties on Delilah 's cast away clothing. In the cognitive operation, it snatched up her delicacy thong, a strip of black cloth that did n't look like it could address anything.

The material body wanted to stay put. To watch her fornication. The figure had design, a new idea to try out with this pair of step-in. Something beyond just changing her personality.

It wanted to see if it could shape her body.

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

Then the human body 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 holes. The touchwood dribbled from her ass. It ran down her thighs. It coated her.

Dad 's going to be so soused when I get home, she thought with some gloating, aching to bewilder her activities in his expression. Ever since her mother died, her father sought to ascertain her. She hated it.

She bent down and snagged up the panties.

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

She snorted and stepped into them.

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Delilah Patrick Victor Martindale White

A strange tingle ran through me as I stepped into these kiddy panty. I could n't think someone had stolen my thong and replaced them with these. They had fucking lacing around them. And that childish trash on the back.

cherry red Tart.

Real revolutionary. These were something a virgin who wanted to profess 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 unusual tingle running through me. I smirked as I felt the cum leaking out of me. At least I would stain these. Whatever dumb miss left hers behind, I would call for pleasure in ruining them.

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

I shuddered, squeaking. I was naked. There were boys snoring around me. I gasped, my manus covering my breasts. They were growing belittled. Why were they so big ? I had lowly white meat. trivial dumbbell. My cheeks burned. I shook my head, noticing, for a import, that my whorl looked blond and not my usual brown. I groaned. As I darted my hands down to snap up my clothes, I wondered why I was naked.

Oh, God, did I have sex ?

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

Then it was white and small and fit my A-cup chest perfectly.

I fastened it and then grabbed my annulus. A tingle rippled from my step-in. I frowned at my tail. Why was my skirt so short-change 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 wench, part of my college 's schooltime uniform. Of course, I was the simply little girl that wore hers. The relief 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, white blouse. Something a schoolgirl would wear and ...

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

"Delilah ?"He groaned."shit, a schoolgirl. That 's kinky. need to do here and ride on my cock. Put your hair up in pigtails."

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

I heard him bristle into laughter.

I darted down the stairs, confused why I was even here. Of path, I heard that there was a political party at Ryan 's business firm, but I would never go to something like this. Oh, my pa must be so concern about me. I wanted to call him, but I did n't know where my pocketbook 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 face. It was disgusting. Filthy. I leaped over him and raised for the battlefront threshold. I heard someone cry my name and say something rude. Something absolutely crude. I could n't believe it. I was a honorable girl. Why would he even think I 'd do something like that ?

I would never suck a cock.

I burst out of the house and onto the street. I just had to get away. I could n't be anywhere near any of these multitude. I gasped as I raced down the street, running as fast as I could. My schoolgirl wench swished about my wooden leg. My limb pumped. My Brown hair flowed behind me, prophylactic and free. I was n't a bad miss. I did n't even understand how I got here. I kept running and running and running. My side ached. I tasted a coppery savor at the back of my mouth. My legs burned.

I stumbled to a gasping freeze. I planted my hand on my knees, sucking in tight. I blinked, looking around. Where was I ?

I shuddered, this efflorescence of fear shooting through me. I had no musical theme where I was. It was dark. I was the only one out on the street. I bit my lip, my head darting to and fro. I was so frightened. I did n't even let my bag let alone my cell sound. But I could n't go back to that terrible place.

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

I struggled to parse my memories. There were these repelling flashes, things that I would never do. Terrible matter. They made me redden just thinking about them. I shuddered, shaking my chief. That was n't me. I was Delilah flannel. I was nineteen. A virgin. I made a promise.

I glanced down at my decent mitt and sighed in relief as I saw the promise ring on my finger's breadth. I twisted it, the amber band that my daddy had given me. I drew in a trench breather. I was beginning to relax.

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

I was wondering what I should do next when I heard a rumbling sound. I glanced on the street to see the headlight approach path. great headlight. Something big was approaching. I raised my hand against the limelight, squinting to see. I heard a powerful engine growl and chugging.

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

Just as the vehicle slowed down to stop by me, I realized it was the rig to one of those semitrailer trucks. I did n't have a dawdler attached, so the device driver must be going home or something. I squeaked when the passenger door suddenly creaked open. A man with a thick mustache peered out at me, leaning over the workbench 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 dread 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 cognise where I am."

"Well, girl, I can collapse you a depend on home."

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

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

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

I managed to get into the fundament and closed the sonorous door. This lightheaded boot raced through me. I sat so a good deal mellow up than other cars I 've been in. I looked out of the window, smiling as he pulled away from the curb. If we were driving through normal traffic, I 'd feel so authoritative rightfield 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 impudence burned."Well, you know. His boy thingy."

"pecker ?"

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

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

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

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

"Of track 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 lady friend. A slut."

"fountainhead, more than just loose woman suction cock,"he said."I mean, a boy thing. Sorry."

My cheeks burn.

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

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

He chuckled."Well, there 's a solution to that problem. Just got to opt someone that does n't go to your college."He glanced at me."Why, I 'll offer my own rooster 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 know until you try.."

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

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

A strange tingle raced around my step-in. I swallowed, staring at his genital organ. I gasped as he unsnapped his jeans. He was doing this right before me. I covered my center as I heard his jeans rustling. I knew he was pulling it out. His cock. This wicked thrill went through me. I could n't think this was happening.

My finger's breadth covering my heart 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 practiced flavor if you scoot closer."

I swallowed, shocked that this was happening. It stirred the strange high temperature inside of me. I never felt anything like this before. What is that about this that made me need to gain down and tactual sensation him. I did n't do that. I swallowed, though, and leaned closer, studying his cock. It pierce laborious and pink out of his jeans. The tip twitched and throbbed. I could see Robert Curl of brownish hair around the infrastructure. A strange liquid beaded at the tip.

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

"trustfulness me, your pussy can unfold to take it,"he said."But we 're talking about blowjob here. Just scoot lower, open your back talk wide, and just suck that big cock in your lip. Find out what you are."

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

vibration, I reached out and grabbed it. I gasped at how warm it was. It twitched and throbbed in my hired hand. It felt so alive. I shuddered, my tongue flicking over my brim. I lowered my caput further. I closed my eyes, opened my oral cavity, and descended the finis few inch.

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

I sucked.

His pecker twitched again. He groaned as I sucked and nursed on him. It was like a big sucker. A salty flavored one. I shuddered, that wet heating plant between my thigh growing and growing. It made me need to touch down and grave it. I trembled, my hand tightening on his rooster as I sucked again and again. My clapper danced, caressing it. I lapped up more of that liquid leaking out.

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

I started moving my head, bobbing up and down. My lips slid along his scape as I squirmed. I was growing so hot and wet between my thighs. Why ? My cheeks hollowed as I sucked on him. He groaned, my lip moving up and down faster.

"SOB, I thought you were virgin. You know how to take up a cock. Damn."

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

I kept sucking on his cock and bobbing my chief. I slid my sass up and down his peter. I shuddered, this heat growing and growing between my thighs. It felt so wicked. So naughty. I should n't be doing this. pappa 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 teamster was groaning and grunting as I worked my backtalk up and down his dick. I slid as far down his shaft as I could, his cock pressing into the spinal column of my throat before I slid back up. I sucked the entire way, my impudence hollowing. I just knew that he loved it. He enjoyed my mouth. His hired hand tightened in my Robert Brown hair's-breadth. He gripped me. I quivered, this chill racing through my panties.

Was I a bad female child for doing this ?

My clapper danced around the top of his turncock. The tush creaked and groaned beneath us. His hired hand tightened. He pressed my head down hard. I gasped as his hammer brushed the vertebral column of my throat and then fall away down it.

He was sliding into my esophagus !

He let out a throaty jest as he pressed my mouth all the way down into his pubic pilus. I could sense this virile musk. His turncock 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 believe you can hold a cock with such ease. Fuck."

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

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

"acquiring hot in your footling cunt ?"he asked. Then he chuckled."Of course of action you are, niggling trollop. You 're in that sexy schoolgirl outfit. Yeah, you wanted me to come along so you could suck my dick."

But I did n't want this.

I ached to secern him that, but I was too occupy sucking his hammer. His tool throbbed and twitched in my backtalk. That salty juice that leaked out of the tip of his cock soaked my tongue. He tasted so honorable. 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, slut,"he said and then shoved his hired man between my thighs.

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

I gasped as his rocky finger reach my goody panties. He rubbed them, pressing them into my folds. I shuddered, a naughty heat blossoming in my snatch. It was so intense. Blissful ripples flooded through me.

I could n't believe it. His touch felt vex. I knew he should n't be touching me there, that I should make him stop, but his accident just made me quiver. I sucked on his cock with even more Passion. I nursed on his gumshoe with such hungriness.

He groaned, his fingerbreadth rubbing up and down my pussy. He touched my virgin flesh through my demure panties. All these naughty pleasures surged through me. My toes curled in my brake shoe, 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 involve ?

I gasped as he suddenly ripped my mouthpiece off his cock. Then I was moving, seized by his impregnable hired hand. Before I knew it, he was lifting me onto his lap. The steering steering wheel pressed into my tum, my chest tendency over it. The horn honked as my breast pressed into it. I gasped as I felt his fingers hooking aside my panties. I realized I was straddling him. I felt his cock nudging into my interior thigh and—

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

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

I whimpered as his prick touched my pussy. The hand holding my pantie aside moved away, sliding around me to snaffle my former hip. He held my waist tight and, with a groan, he slammed me down his cock.

I gasped as my cerise popped.

I felt my hymen tear for the first time. Then his tool was inside of me. Filling me. His girth stretched open my goofball. I shuddered while a wave of heating washed through my Virgo the Virgin consistence. A delicious wave.

"roll in the hay darn, you 're tight,"he groaned."Now move those pelvic arch. Ride my dick."

I gripped the steering bike while this intense rut that burned from my kitty seized my legs. They flexed all on their own. I gasped and rose up his cock. I shuddered feeling my pussy sliding up his dick. But not to get by 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 depths. This wonderful heat rippled through me. He massaged my inside profundity. I lowered my head over the steering bike, shocked that I was enjoying the truck driver 's massive cock so much.

I should n't be doing this. I was a adept daughter. A Virgo the Virgin. papa would be so wild with me.

I shuddered, my puss clenching around him. I slid back up his dick again, my slit clinging to the wooden-headed girth. I groaned, my hips dancing from side to side. I stirred my pussy around his cock, the delight rushing through me. Then I slammed down him. I groaned, my eyes fluttering. More of that wonderful heat rippled through me.

"Yeah, you like Hank 's big dick in your cunt, do n't you ?"he grunted, his script 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 White River panties. And the blouse ... screw hell, you 're a aphrodisiac thing."

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

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

A strange sensation built and built inside of me. Every time I slid down his cock, this pressure swelled. It grew as I rose up his cock, too. My pussy clung to him, increasing the friction of our flesh sliding past each other. It felt so amazing.

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

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

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

He was right. I wanted him, but I should n't. Why did he feel so expert inside of me ? I rode him faster. I gripped the steering cycle, my mammilla aching inside of my bra. I worked my pussy up and down his dick. I came closer and closer to that mystify pleasure. Something was going to happen inside of me.

Was I about to have my first-class honours degree orgasm ? Was I going to cum on the teamster 's prick ? What sort of virgin did that ?

I slammed down him, shuddering. His dick filled me up so much. My hips danced from side of meat to face. My body moved. It felt so lifelike to be riding his peter. Why ? I groaned, my fingers gripping the steering bicycle. I arched my back, my brown hair swaying. I could n't get much to a greater extent of this.

"Fuck me,"he groaned as I slammed down his rooster. As I rose up his shaft of light, his dick twitched. I felt something hot spurting inside of me."Yes, acquire 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 dick and gasped, feeling every spurt splashing into the deepness of my cunt. It sent this wave of pleasure through me.

A tsunami of transport that had my full body spasming. Bucking.

My pussy convulsed as the Wave reached my mind. rapture spilled through my thought. And more than wave followed. They rushed through my body. I groaned and gasped, my psyche shaking. headliner danced before my eye as my snatch seemed to thaw about his cock. My twat massaged and writhed and drained his cock dry. He grunted, his hand squeezing my hips as he flooded me.

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

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

Why did it feel so serious ?

That question rippled through my brain as Hank drove me home. I adjusted my clothing and pulled up my pantie. 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 aesthesis. It soothed away my confusion. I sort of felt like I was waking up from a dream. Like I had only imagined I had sex with the truck driver. I mean, I was a virgin.

I was a good girl, right ?

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

"Here you are,"he said, giving me a nod and a smile."You look at care. Really glad I ran into you tonight."

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

No way at all.

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

The door squeaked as I opened it. I climbed out of the cab, my plaid chick flaring about my legs. I pushed them down before he saw my pantie. My impertinence 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 night street. I swallowed, glancing at the house.

Was dad still waken ?

He must be so concern about me. Just to earn indisputable it had been a dreaming, I slid my handwriting 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 fingers slid up beneath the panty through the leg hole. I stroked through my bush to regain my vulva. I bit my lower lip. I found the folds of my slit. I should n't be doing this, but ...

I felt my hymen.

I let out a suspiration of alleviation and pulled my digit away. It must have just been a ambition. It was just a weird coincidence that I had the salty perceptiveness lingering my mouth, or that I had this buzzing pleasance rippling through me. I was a Virgo the Virgin. I had proof. Taking a deeply breathing place, I marched ahead to the home. I climbed up the measure, found the front doorway unlocked, and entered.

The lights flicked on from the living room.

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

"Again ?"I gasped."I do n't roll in the hay what happened, Daddy. I just woke up at this party. It 's not like me. I 'm so sorry for worrying you."

electric shock rippled across his face as I threw myself at him. I hugged him smashed and pressed my psyche into his chest.

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

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

The tingles rippled from my pantie. I swallowed, feeling how strong he was. How solidness. He stared down at me with a strange look in his center. He grabbed my shoulder and pushed me back. He stared down my blouse. His brow furrowed even more. I glanced down, confused at what he was seeing.

"What happened to your breasts ?"he asked. His hands seized them through my blouse. I gasped in jar as my daddy groped my small boobs through my blouse and bra. He squeezed them."You lost several cup sizing. You could n't make 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 professor, too."

I gasped in indignation."I 'm a virgin dada. 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 surprise your tits do n't pop out. I do n't bang what to do with you, Delilah."

"Daddy ?"I said and then gasped as he ripped my blouse undefendable. Buttons popped off, bouncing off his dresser. He exposed my white bra cupping my diminished breasts. He shook his head, shocked."I did n't opine them, right ? Your pap ?"

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

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

"We were studying !"I gasped, remembering the live on meter I had two boys in my sleeping accommodation. Daddy had been so wild. I did n't even think about it until he pointed out that I had the threshold closed and anything could deliver happened. But zero had. I certainly had n't had a threesome with them. I had n't taken one of their rooster in my butt-hole and the early in my pussy.

I was a good girl.

"Prove it. Prove that you 're a virgin. I do n't roll in the hay what eldritch game you 're playing, temptress, but let 's see."

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

I drew up my annulus. Slowly. pa 's jaw dropped."Jesus, are you going to ostentate your twat at me ?"

"Just so you can see that I have a hymen,"I said, my cheeks on ardour. I pulled up my doll high 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 hysteric. I did n't sympathise what was happening. What had gone on tonight ? Nobody believed that I was a virgin. I messed up by going to this party and then blacking out. But I had my hymen. I just proved it. I did n't accept sex at the party with those three male child, and I did n't have sex with a trucker, either. I did n't blow his shaft until he exploded in my mouth, and I certainly did n't drink all his yummy cum.

Daddy fell to his knees, this bestial aspect on his face. I had never seen anything like it before. He was such a gentle and roll in the hay man. I gasped as he hooked the girdle my panties and ripped them down my thighs. He stared at my brownness bush, his eyes narrowing.

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

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

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

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

"Daddy, are you sure enough you did n't give birth a nightmare ? That does n't sound like me at all. I 'm your thoroughly girl. I would never do anything soil or filthy at all. I would n't suckle cocks or ride shaft or let son 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 cryptic one."You smell refreshed. Spicy. You 've never been used before."

I gasped as pappa buried his brass into my kitty. The shock of pleasure raced through me as his natural language lapped at my kitty-cat folds. He caressed my Hymen, his natural language flicking up to my clit. His mitt suddenly went around my shank, grabbing my fanny. I trembled, clutching my skirt, staring down at him in shock.

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

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

I whimpered as his tongue fluttered against me. My pantie, bunched around my knee joint, tingled. I groaned, closing my oculus as that naughty delight built inside of me. The Same bliss that haunted my dreams. The disgustful heat energy that made me do such blue thing. blink of an eye of bodily function I never could take performed darted through my nous. They only fueled the fires that pa 's tongue stroked in my pussy.

I liked it.

Daddy 's knife lapped and licked at my pussy. I could n't believe how swell it felt. It was just incredible. He brushed my hymen, stroked my labia, and caressed my little clit. Sparks burst with each fortuity. 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 rough whiskers rasping against my sensitive human body. His natural language was so hungry. He lapped up my pick, construction and edifice that heat in me. This must be what an orgasm was. He was going to make me have one. I was going to cum. I could n't believe this. This was my 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 fall to the flooring. I stared down at him, my bird bunched around my shank, almost blocking his eye. He stared up at me with such thirst. I bit my lip, and then I reached behind me. I unhooked my bra, my berm shrugging the shoulder strap off. It fell away, exposing my firm, minuscule breasts to him. He had to see that I always had small tit. I was n't some big-breasted whore like I was in those filthy dreams.

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

He danced over my hot flesh, driving me wild. I shuddered, grabbing his fuzz for support. I gripped him, my coxa writhing from incline to side. I ground on his face and savored every niggling lap flutter of his tongue. He did such gamey affair to me. I quivered, a hot maven building and building interior of me.

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

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

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

He groaned and buried his human face back into my slit. I shuddered, loving it. This was n't awry because I was with pa. I trembled in pleasure as he feasted on my cherry pussy. He licked and lapped at my whore juices. I groaned, my eyes fluttering as his tongue caressed me again and again.

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

I gasped as he fluttered against my clitoris, his spit fluttering around it. That little nub, that Pearl nestled in the folds of my labia, burst with joy. I gasped, swayed. My firm titties jiggled as the pleasure rippled about me. I groaned, my hips shaking from side to side. A wonderful heating plant swelled inside of me. His clapper teased my bud. Then his rim sucked on it.

I gasped and bucked."papa !"

He stared up at me with such hungriness. Such intensiveness. I loved it. I never wanted him to stop looking at me that way. I held his tomentum, swaying. I ground my pussy against his hungry oral cavity. I loved the feel of him against my naughty bits.

His tongue pressed against my hymen. His finger's breadth dug into my rump. He kneaded them, parting my butt-cheeks and making my anatomical sphincter tingle. I gasped, pushing down the store of former dirty dreams I 'd had. I would never do anything back there. Not in a million, billion long time. I would always be papa 's practiced girl.

His cherry daughter.

He sucked on my button hard. I gasped at the feeling of his brim wrapped about my bud again. It was incredible. I quivered and moaned, my niggling titties jiggling. The imperativeness built and built. I could n't take much More of this. I squeezed my center shut, little lead twinkling in the darkness. I whimpered. Groaned.

I came for the first off meter ever.

My pussy convulsed. I felt a spasming deep inside of me, aching to be filled by something. My Virgin organic structure trembled, my carmine juices bathing his face. I could smell out my working girl Passion perfuming the air. I gasped as those moving ridge of delight splashed across my mind.

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

"You taste incredible, Delilah,"he growled.

His tongue licked and lapped at my folds. He gathered up all the juice overflowing out of me. It was incredible. I felt so giddy from my climax. I shook my promontory, Thomas More of those waves drowning my judgement. My back arched, my firm titties jiggling. pop held me tight as he feasted on me.

But it was n't enough. I swayed so a good deal I lost my balance. Before I knew it, I was falling. I landed on my rump and then I was sprawled on my cover, my legs facing pages. My bird fluttered up to cover my venter, my twat exposed.

"You okay, siren ?"daddy asked, looking down at me. My juices ornament his lips and chin.

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

"I know,"he groaned."fuck, I ca n't avail myself. I 'm regretful, Delilah."

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

I gasped at the whisper of his blue jean. He shoved them down in a photoflash. His cock popped out of his packer a blink of an eye later. It was the first one I 'd ever seen. Those ones in the dreams did n't weigh. I stared at my Daddy 's cock in jolt. It thrust out thick and long from his dark pubic hair. He moved over me, his heavy nut swaying beneath him. I gasped as I realized what he was going to do. A wave of reverence washed through me.

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

"Delilah,"he growled, placing the tip of his stopcock against my Virgin flesh. I gasped as he brushed my clit, sparks bursting from my nub. Then he slid it lower."I 'm grim, you 're just so aphrodisiac. I miss your ma. You look just like her. You 're not that whorish daughter any farsighted. You 're double-dyed. Like she was."

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

My cherry red stretched and stretched as he pressed forward. He growled like a hungry animal. My normally soft dad transformed into something fierce and passionate. I gasped as he ran toward heavily. My maidenhead did n't place upright a chance. It popped, a astute annoyance followed by an vivid warmth driving into my profoundness. My eyes widened as I felt my pa 's cock filling my newly deflowered pussy.

His ball smacked into me.

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

He kissed me.

I tasted my tart juice on his mouth as he drew back his cock. I whimpered into his back talk, my nipples rubbing into his tee shirt. I felt his chest through the cotton fiber fabric, his manlike persuasiveness. I quivered, my snatch clinging to his withdrawing cock. The friction felt unbelievable, igniting something inside of me.

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

He slammed back into my deflowered depths. I groaned, squeezing around him. My gamey pussy welcomed him. My arms and pegleg wrapped around his body, holding him taut as I groaned into the kiss. I savored my tart passion on his sassing as his tongue stab into my mouth. He claimed my mouth like his pecker claimed my pussy.

I trembled in delight as he pumped away at me. Our consistence moved and heaved together. It was wondrous. His cock buried into me over and over, his balls smacking into my flesh. Against the fathom incline of my butt-cheeks and that landing strip of shape between my pussy in my asshole.

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

Daddy 's balls smacked into my contamination over and over. He drove his cock hard into me. I gripped his torso, my arms and thighs were both wrapped around him. I held him tight as my fingernails clawed at his back. He stirred such passion in me. I was n't a virgin any longer. My pappa had claimed me.

I was his.

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

"My little lady friend,"he growled as he nuzzled into my ear. He nibbled on it, sending tingling racing through me. My twat clamped down on his cock, increasing the friction.

Increasing the pleasure.

My nipples throbbed against his powerful chest of drawers through his shirt. I whimpered and groaned as he kissed down my neck. His whiskers rasped against my medium flesh as he kissed and nibbled on me. I groaned, his every thrust bringing me snug and closer to that wonderful rapture.

My first orgasm.

I was so bore for it. I hungered for my climax. I wanted to feel his cock slamming into me and taking me to that wonderful rapture. I knew it would be incredible. A mo of pure seventh heaven. I humped against him, grinding my button against his pubic mound. Sparks flared inside of me.

I savored every import of it.

"Yes, yes, pappa !"I moaned."Oh, Daddy, I love your peter in me. Am I being a good miss ?"

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

That made me shudder. My pussy clamped down hard on his dick, clutching to him as he drew back. He slammed back in, my snatch welcoming him. So incredible. His pubic off-white basis against my clitoris, little Dame Muriel Spark bursting from it every time. I whimpered, my eyes fluttering. I was so close to exploding.

So close to that moment of rapture.

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

"daddy ! pappa !"I moaned."It 's about to happen. I 'm about to have my kickoff 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 cock into me. Oh, pop, I love you !"

I came.

My kitty-cat writhed and spasmed about his shaft. That wonderful pleasure rushed through me. It rippled up my consistence and splashed across my intellect. euphory drowned me. I bucked beneath him, my pussy spasming wildly about his girth.

My twat climaxed and writhed around his dick. I trembled in delectation every prison term he rammed into me. He thrust harder, grunting. He lifted his principal, staring down into my centre. His were so brown and burning with his passion. He hammered my convulsing goose, sending new and wise waves of bliss sweeping through my body.

"daddy !"I squealed.

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

I wanted to save drowning in ecstasy.

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

"Oh, God,"he groaned. His face twisted as he slammed his gumshoe oceanic abyss in me.

His cum fired into me.

I gasped as I felt him spurting over and over into me. I quivered on the floor, the carpet rasping beneath my cover and rump. I shuddered beneath him, my pap kissing his chest and his curly hairs. Such pleasure barb 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 come flooded me. He filled me to the brim. I quivered, just swimming in it. I groaned, so happy that I could drown in jizz.

His jizz.

"Oh, Daddy, yes !"I gasped as the potent wave yet swept through me.

Ecstasy drowned my mind. My sentiment swirled in eddies of rapture. I bucked and trembled beneath him as I milked his peter dry. I savored every drib of his cum. It felt so special to take all of him. He was my daddy. I loved them so a great deal. 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 hammer ripping out of my slit 's embracement. I gasped as his cock left me. I was suddenly so void again. He stood up, his cock swaying before him. He gleamed with my juices, proof that I was n't a Virgo any longer.

I shuddered, feeling a tingle racing from the panties even though they were not on me. It surged across the floor and hit my body. My twat 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 cunt."Daddy, I 'm still a virgin."

"God, I just fucked you. You ca n't be a virgin."He shook his severe cock at me. His prick glistened with unknown juices. It was n't urine on him, so what was it ?

"Daddy, see,"I said. I reached down and parted my purulent lip."There 's my maidenhead. I 'm still your pure daughter."

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

"See, you can never foul up me. You can never seduce me impure. I will always be your virgin."I sat up, smiling at him. I grabbed his rooster, smelling something lady of pleasure and pleasant-tasting on him."I 'll always love you, pa !"

I opened my back talk across-the-board and sucked his hawkshaw into my oral fissure. 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 cock was dirty with something, and I just wanted to clean house him up. The liquid state tasted baffle.

I remembered the strangest aspiration of him fucking me, and I almost could believe that I was tasting my kitty-cat juices on his shaft.

It did have the Sami cocotte 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 shock on his face. I bobbed my head up and down his dick. My lips sealed squiffy about his beam. He throbbed in my mouth.

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

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

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

I guessed those cheating dreams I sometimes had could be utilitarian. They were for teaching me how to houseclean my daddy 's cock.

"Damn,"he groaned."This is like a dream. But good. You keep becoming a virgin. You keep staying pure. I could be intimate you on your paw and knees, and you would go back to being my Virgo girl again."

I popped my rima oris off his dick and stared up at him."Would you ... ? Would you like to fuck me like that ?"My cheeks burned as this virginal hotness bust inside of my pussy."I mean ... I 'm a respectable miss. If you need me to do it, I will. Right now."

"God avail 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 prat at him. I felt so disgustful and wanton. Like that begrime girlfriend from my dream. She had big tits and blonde hair's-breadth. Nothing like me.

Daddy groaned. I felt his middle running up and down my consistence. It made me tingle. I licked my rim, swallowing. Then I gasped as I felt his manus on my right butt-cheek. He gripped me, squeezing. Then he pressed his putz against my puss. Right against my virgin flesh. I shuddered, feeling so hot and naughty. I had this wicked ache inside of me.

I think I needed an climax to overgorge it. My first.

"Damn, I can feel it,"he said. He pressed his cock a lilliputian harder against my hymen. I felt my membrane stretching."You know how astonish this smell, Delilah ? Do you enjoy your pure body ?"

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

"So very much."

I smiled in delight."Then it makes me well-chosen, too. come on, dada, you can receive it. My virginity. I love you !"

pa thrust.

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

I gasped as pa slid his stopcock into me for the for the first time sentence. I groaned as he stretched out my pussy. My flesh expanded around his shot then his clod smacked into my clit. I gasped as sparks of delight flare-up through me. My minuscule breasts jiggled.

My fingers clenched against the voiced carpet. 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 cock left me until only his tip remained.

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

I whimpered, my brownness hair swaying about my face. My hips wiggled, stirring my spoil pussycat around his girth. It was incredible. His cock felt so wonderful. So perplex. He groaned and gasped, fucking me hard. He pounded me. I whimpered, savoring every second of it. He thrust so toilsome into me. So fast.

He must jazz how I feel.

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

I beamed in delight. I was so happy I could wee-wee him feel amazing."You feel wonderful in me, too, Daddy ! Oh, yes, yes !"

My pussy squeezed around him, welcoming his dick every time he buried into me. Little wave of joy washed through me, and I just knew something telling would fall out. I would have a dead on target delight when my pop came in me. I groaned, savoring every moment of this. Every hot plunge of his dick thrusting into me. He fucked me punishing. He filled me up. It was incredible.

How much More of this bliss could I submit ? I did n't know.

"Dad ?"a new voice groaned.

I gasped, looking up to see my older brother, baton, standing at the entrance of the animation room. He wore merely a pair of boxershorts, his body young and powerful, his hair Saami shade of brown as mine. He rubbed his oculus like he could n't think what he was seeing. papa groaned, holding me closely, his dick buried to the hilt in me.

He was n't fucking me any longer.

I gasped, wiggling my hips 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 babe is n't a sporting lady !"Daddy roared."She 's a upright girl. She 's just helping me out. I ca n't blockade myself. She 's so a good deal like your mother."

"damn,"billy club said."If you to fuck 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 putz into her mouthpiece right hand now ? Huh ? I mean, if you do n't contribution her Dad ..."

His threat hung in the air.

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

"I 'll do it, he-goat,"I said to my comrade,"I 'll do it for pappa. I 'm a good girl."

I shuddered as Billy shoved down his packer. His dick flopped out, as hard as dad 's. A spicy ripple ran through me as I stared at it. Then I gasped as pop started fucking me again. He pumped his cock in and out of me as Billy brought his gumshoe closer to my mouth. I opened extensive and swallowed my crony 's pecker. I was a respectable girlfriend. I was just helping out my family. I loved my pa and my chum.

I wanted them both to be happy.

I sucked hard on billystick 's stopcock. He groaned, grabbing my hair. He slammed his shaft trench into me, fucking my mouth like Daddy fucked my pussy. Both their cocks were pumping in and out of me. I felt spit-roasted on them.

This naughty, incestuous rush ran through me. My coming built faster and faster as I sucked on billy goat 's dick. My puss squeezed down on dad 's stopcock. I wiggled my rose hip, stirring him up interior of me. I rocked between them, working my mouth up and down baton 's thrusting putz while Daddy pumped his dick in and out of my pussy.

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

I sucked as heavily as I could on Billy 's dick. He groaned, his powerful chest rippling above me. Drool ran down my chin. The taste of his precum filled my sassing. That was what it was called, right ? I seem to recall hearing it in my naughty dreaming. I shuddered, my hips wiggling back and forth, stirring Daddy 's prick around inside me.

They were both grunting. Growling.

"suck my dick, picayune whore,"Billy groaned.

"She 's not a woman of the street !"Daddy growled, slamming his cock hard and deep into my pussy."She 's your loving, trivial babe. obedience her."

"Sure,"he-goat groaned."Goddamn, I 've wanted you to suck my rooster for so long, Delilah. piece of tail, I got to detonate in your mouth."

I sucked harder, wanting them both to explode. I wanted both my comrade and my papa to be so happy. To satiate amazing. I squeezed my deflower slit around pop 's thrusting tool. He groaned, his heavily formal smacking into my button. Delicious sparks burst from it. My orgasm came closer and closer.

I was going to cum pleasing both of them.

I squeezed my center shut, rocking between them. They both used me. Fucked me. Billy held my hair as he groaned. He drove his cock farther and farther down my throat. His dick slammed down my oesophagus. Before I knew it, his thick pubic hair was rubbing into my lips and his ballock were smacking into my mentum. He groaned in delight.

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

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

I came.

My puss quivered around daddy 's dick. It rippled and writhed. I squealed around nightstick 's cock. I sucked hard as pop rammed into me. Waves of delight washed out of my pussy. Muriel Spark burst before my eyes.

The pleasance was stupendous.

My twat convulsed and spasmed around dad 's big shaft. He slammed hard into me. He thrust into my depths and sent new waves of delight rippling through my body. I groaned, whimpering about my pal 's big dick as he drove it down my throat. His balls smacked into my chin.

star 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 twat,"groaned daddy."Damn, she 's great. So tight and juicy. It 's the s time I fucked her deflowered twat. Ca n't wait to pop your cerise again."

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

Hot cum splashed against my neck and spurted into the back of my throat. The jizz filled my pussy and oral cavity. I gulped down my sidekick 's salty onus while my pussy milked pop 's nut dry. I made them both happy.

I came harder.

The pleasure drowned my mind. This was so perplex. I sucked down the jizz. I gulped down my sidekick 's incestuous seed while Daddy filled my pussycat 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 much, I could n't mean. I was just a quivering ball of flesh pleasing the men of my household. I felt myself drifting. Floating. quiver 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 talk both suddenly empty. The pleasure began to dwindle. I had just blown my pal and daddy. The frisson intensified around my pussy, cleansing me. I was becoming pure.

My oculus fluttered candid. The spicy ambition I was having faded away. It was so foul of me to reckon that I had sucked on my sidekick 's shaft while Daddy fucked me hard from behind.

"Go ahead, contribute her snatch a try,"Daddy was saying."She 'll love it."

"No offense, Dad, I do n't exactly require your miry bit,"Billy said.

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

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

I spread my thighs, my fingers parting my pussy lips adorned by my soft down of Robert Brown tomentum. I nudged my hymen."See, no stopcock has ever been in me."

"What the screwing ?"groaned my brother.

Dad grinned."See, she 'll always be my pure 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 consummate now."

I was.

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

They were only spicy dreams.

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The design quivered with agitation. The illusion was unbelievable. Restoring her virginity again and again and mind-controlling her into believing that she was always having her maiden time was intoxicating. The possibilities the panty held were amazing.

It stared down at the future twain it had prepared, full moon of its mischievous legerdemain. This one was a swirl of black and white, like the rule you 'd see on a dairy cow. The trope stroked across the fabric, caressing the two password. A short phrase.

A question.

Got Milk ?

The figure smiled, eager to drop off these panties. It could n't wait for its side by side mind-controlling fun to begin.

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