Mind-Control Panties

history Twelve : Virgin Cherry pleasure

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

Note : Thanks to Alex for beta reading this !

The medicine pulsing through the home stirred the figure 's ancient soul. Though the euphony was modern font, made with electronics and possessing alien sounds, the heartbeat it created was primal. Something passed down and down and down through the generations of men from dim antiquity. The figure wanted to dance. To jollify in the music and to indulge in the internal secretion permeating the room.

The soma was crashing a college theater party.

College bookman flocked around, drinking beer and smoking marijuana. The sour-sweet tang of the drug mixed with the sugary aroma of wine coolers. They laughed. Cheered. It passed a twain of little girl making out in the living room, stripped down to their bras. This was the perfect spot to provide its new creation.

It held in its hand a dainty and pristine pair of panty. Something cut for a schoolgirl to bust, full of all that virginal hope. A stripe of white lace encircled it and it had two words written in the brightest, ruddy color : Cherry Tart.

The figure fought the rush to watch the two young woman kissing. They were doing it willingly, mostly. One was stoned and the other almost drunk, but it was n't from its magic trick. It was n't the Lapp as twisting and turn and molding girls into new being. To show them different pleasure. The girl upstairs, its target, had experienced so many of them already.

With exploit, it dragged itself away and slipped up the stairs, ignored by the college early days moving up and down. They did n't give the design another glimpse. It was nonde***********. alien but unremarkable. They twisted their bodies to let it buy the farm, not breaking their conversations or looking up from their telephone set. On the 2nd base, the sounds of sex and shouting grew louder and louder. boy were cheering. There was a female child in there, a hussy writhing in passion.

Delilah White person had a cock in all three of her trap. The nineteen-year-old fille was a warhorse of being gang-banged. She reveled in hedonistic lust. Her heavy breasts bounced before her as she rode up and down on Robert the Bruce 's thick cock. The mixed-race youth gripped her hips as she worked up and down his dick. Ryan fucked her from behind, a tall, twenty-year-old boy with a goatee. Nate was the one feeding Delilah his cock. He was suddenly, his sinister hair buzzed forgetful like a soldier 's and possessed the compact build of a wrestler.

"That 's it, suck that hawkshaw,"he ground as the figure dropped the particular pair of panties on siren 's throw out clothing. In the process, it snatched up her dainty G-string, a strip of black cloth that did n't expect like it could cover anything.

The figure of speech wanted to remain. To take in her fornication. The chassis had plans, a new melodic theme to test with this pair of pantie. Something beyond just changing her personality.

It wanted to see if it could shape her body.

It took one hold out look at her bleached-blonde hair dancing about her typeface as she sucked and moaned and shuddered through her next orgasm.

Then the figure was gone.

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

Dad 's going to be so pissed when I get home, she thought with some mirth, aching to contrive her natural process in his expression. Ever since her mother died, her father sought to check her. She hated it.

She bent down and snagged up the panties.

"The ass ?"she muttered, her bleached-blonde hair's-breadth spilling across her face as she bent over promote."Who the piece of tail stole my panties and replaced them with this kiddy crap ?"She glanced at the snoring hombre who 'd fucked her.

She snorted and stepped into them.

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enchantress White

A unknown tingling ran through me as I stepped into these kiddy pantie. I could n't trust someone had stolen my thong and replaced them with these. They had fucking lace around them. And that childish tripe on the back.

Cherry Tart.

Real subversive. These were something a virgin who wanted to pretend that she was a bad girl would buy at Hot matter. I rolled my optic as I drew them up my legs. I savored the strange tingling running through me. I smirked as I felt the cum leaking out of me. At least I would stain these. Whatever speechless girl left hers behind, I would hire joy in ruining them.

I smiled as I drew the panties higher and eminent. I shuddered as it slid up my thighs, smearing the cum as it went. The seed was soaking the fabric now. More thrill rippled through me. And then I pulled them up over my posterior. I snapped the waistband down on my skin and ...

I shuddered, squeaking. I was naked. There were son snoring around me. I gasped, my helping hand covering my white meat. They were growing smaller. Why were they so big ? I had pocket-sized breasts. piffling boobies. My cheeks burned. I shook my head, noticing, for a moment, that my lock looked blond and not my common John Brown. I groaned. As I darted my hands 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 experience had sex. I was a pure girl. A adept young lady. Oh, my daddy was going to be so mad. I had to get out of here. I grabbed my bra, sliding it on. For a moment, it seemed too big. And black. I did n't own black bandeau.

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

I fastened it and then grabbed my skirt. A tingle rippled from my panties. I frowned at my posterior. Why was my doll so short-circuit and ...

I breathed in as relief filled me. What was faulty with me ? This chick clearly fell past my knees. It was mulct. I stepped into the tartan wench, part of my college 's shoal uniform. Of course of instruction, I was the but little 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 tire out anything like that. No, no, I had worn a crisp, Andrew Dickson White blouse. Something a schoolgirl would wear and ...

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

"Delilah ?"He groaned."Damn, a schoolgirl. That 's kinky. want to come here and ride on my pecker. Put your hair up in pigtails."

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

I heard him bristle into laughter.

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

They were naked in there.

I hit the first off storey and darted over the passed out guy. He was snoring, his shirt off. individual had drawn a penis on his grimace. It was disgusting. Filthy. I leaped over him and raised for the figurehead door. I heard somebody call my epithet and say something rude. Something absolutely crude. I could n't believe it. I was a good girl. Why would he even think I 'd do something like that ?

I would never nurse a cock.

I burst out of the star sign and onto the street. I just had to get away. I could n't be anywhere near any of these the great unwashed. I gasped as I raced down the street, running as fast as I could. My schoolgirl doll swished about my legs. My subdivision pumped. My browned hair flowed behind me, safe and free. I was n't a bad girl. I did n't even see how I got here. I kept running and running and running. My side of meat ached. I tasted a coppery smack at the back of my oral cavity. My legs burned.

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

I shuddered, this flush of awe 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 psyche darting to and fro. I was so frightened. I did n't even have my pocketbook let alone my cell telephone set. But I could n't go back to that frightening place.

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

I struggled to parse my memories. There were these wicked flashes, things that I would never do. Terrible matter. They made me blush just thinking about them. I shuddered, shaking my pass. That was n't me. I was enchantress White. I was nineteen. A virgin. I made a promise.

I glanced down at my right hand and sighed in respite as I saw the hope ring on my finger's breadth. 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. Large headlight. Something big was approaching. I raised my hand against the glare, squinting to see. I heard a powerful railway locomotive growl and chugging.

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

Just as the vehicle slowed down to arrest by me, I realized it was the rig to one of those semi motortruck. I did n't consume a trailer attached, so the driver must be going abode or something. I squeaked when the passenger door suddenly creaked open. A man with a thick mustache peered out at me, leaning over the bench seat.

"You okay ?"he asked."Kinda late for a girl as untested 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 know where I am."

"well, girl, I can give you a ride 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."

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

I managed to get into the seat and closed the grueling door. This giddy thrill raced through me. I sat so a great deal eminent up than early car I 've been in. I looked out of the window, smiling as he pulled away from the kerb. If we were driving through normal traffic, I 'd feel so important right now looking down at the former carts.

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

"He wanted me to go down on his ..."My cheeks burned."Well, you know. His boy thingy."

"Cock ?"

"Hank !"I gasped."You should n't say a word like that around a fille 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 truck. The engine growled. He shifted the gears with one hired man, the former resting on the guidance roulette wheel. He kept glancing at me, I smiled back at him.

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

"Of line 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 woman. A slut."

"wellspring, More than just sluts suck turncock,"he said."I mean, a boy affair. Sorry."

My brass burn.

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

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

He chuckled."well, there 's a answer 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 cock for you to suck."

I swallowed.

"I mean, you really need to have it away. 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 motortruck slowed down. I heard the air brakes issue the pressure as we stopped. He shifted the appurtenance into the Park, the engine idling away.

"I promise that no will roll in the hay that you suck my cock."

A unusual tingle raced around my scanty. I swallowed, staring at his crotch. I gasped as he unsnapped his jean. He was doing this right before me. I covered my eyes as I heard his jean rustling. I knew he was pulling it out. His stopcock. This wicked thrill went through me. I could n't conceive this was happening.

My fingers covering my eyes parted ever so slightly. I peeked out and saw it.

I gasped.

"It 's so big,"I said.

He chuckled."You took a peek. Curious ? You 'll get a better look if you scoot closer."

I swallowed, shocked that this was happening. It stirred the unusual heat inside of me. I never felt anything like this before. What is that about this that made me want to pass on down and touch him. I did n't do that. I swallowed, though, and leaned closer, studying his shaft. It jabbing hard and tap out of his jeans. The tip twitched and throbbed. I could see whorl of brownish hair around the fundament. A strange liquid beaded at the tip.

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

"Trust me, your puss can stretch to have it,"he said."But we 're talking about blowjobs here. Just scoot lower, afford your back talk wide, and just suck up that big cock in your oral cavity. see out what you are."

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

Trembling, I reached out and grabbed it. I gasped at how warm it was. It twitched and throbbed in my hand. It felt so alive. I shuddered, my lingua flicking over my lips. I lowered my head further. I closed my eyes, opened my mouth, and descended the go few inches.

I shuddered when I felt him pressing into my mouth. I pulled my tooth back, instinctively knowing I should n't brush his soma with them. I slid my lips over his hammer, engulfing the peak. My clapper swirled around, tasting that salty liquid. He groaned this throaty sound of pleasure.

I sucked.

His dick twitched again. He groaned as I sucked and nursed on him. It was like a big lollipop. A salty flavored one. I shuddered, that wet heating system between my thighs growing and growing. It made me require to reach down and fret it. I trembled, my helping hand tightening on his cock as I sucked again and again. My spit 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 ray of light as I squirmed. I was growing so hot and wet between my thigh. Why ? My cheek hollowed as I sucked on him. He groaned, my brim moving up and down faster.

"bullshit, I thought you were virgin. You know how to suck a turncock. Damn."

What did that mean ? I was a Virgo the Virgin. I had never sucked a cock before. What, did it mean that I was a natural ?

I kept sucking on his cock and bobbing my caput. I slid my lips up and down his dick. I shuddered, this heat growing and growing between my thighs. It felt so unholy. So naughty. I should n't be doing this. Daddy would be angry at me, but the trucker was in good order. I had to know.

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

The teamster was groaning and grunting as I worked my mouth up and down his prick. I slid as far down his cock as I could, his peter pressing into the back of my throat before I slid back up. I sucked the stallion way, my cheek hollowing. I just knew that he loved it. He enjoyed my back talk. His hand tightened in my brown fuzz. He gripped me. I quivered, this tingle racing through my panties.

Was I a bad female child for doing this ?

My tongue danced around the top of his stopcock. The tail end creaked and groaned beneath us. His paw tightened. He pressed my head teacher down hard. I gasped as his cock brushed the back of my throat and then steal down it.

He was sliding into my esophagus !

He let out a throaty laugh as he pressed my lips all the way down into his pubic hair. I could smell this manlike musk. His cock was stretching out my pharynx. 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 take on a prick with such ease. Fuck."

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

He drew my head up by pulling my hair. It hurt and yet that only made me find wetter between my thigh. He groaned as I sucked so punishing. My spit danced around his beam of light. I caressed him with purpose. It felt like I knew what I was doing. Like I really was a natural-born cock sucker. That was unimaginable. I could n't be that. I squirmed, rubbing my thighs together. My chick rustled.

"Getting hot in your trivial snatch ?"he asked. Then he chuckled."Of course you are, lilliputian slut. You 're in that sexy schoolgirl outfit. Yeah, you wanted me to come along so you could blow my dick."

But I did n't want this.

I ached to secernate him that, but I was too engaged sucking his prick. His dick throbbed and twitched in my rima oris. That salty juice that leaked out of the tip of his cock soaked my glossa. He tasted so good. 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 script between my thighs.

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

I gasped as his rough fingers reach my goody panty. He rubbed them, pressing them into my folds. I shuddered, a blue heat efflorescence in my kitty-cat. It was so intense. Blissful ripple flooded through me.

I could n't believe it. His touch felt amazing. I knew he should n't be touching me there, that I should pass water him terminate, but his throw just made me quiver. I sucked on his cock with even more passion. I nursed on his pecker with such hunger.

He groaned, his fingerbreadth rubbing up and down my slit. He touched my Virgo the Virgin flesh through my demure panty. All these naughty pleasures surged through me. My toes curled in my skid, a whimper rising in my throat.

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

What did I need ?

I gasped as he suddenly ripped my mouth off his cock. Then I was moving, seized by his secure script. Before I knew it, he was lifting me onto his lap. The steering wheel pressed into my breadbasket, my pectus leaning over it. The hooter honked as my titty pressed into it. I gasped as I felt his finger's breadth hooking aside my panty. I realized I was straddling him. I felt his cock nudging into my inside thigh and—

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

He snorted as he grabbed my hip joint and pulled me down.

I whimpered as his cock touched my pussy. The hand holding my panties aside moved away, sliding around me to grab my other 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 commencement time. Then his cock was inside of me. Filling me. His cinch stretched spread out my goof. I shuddered while a wave of heating system washed through my virgin trunk. A delicious wave.

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

I gripped the steering cycle while this vivid heat that burned from my kitty-cat seized my legs. They flexed all on their own. I gasped and rose up his rooster. I shuddered feeling my pussy sliding up his pecker. But not to escape him like I should.

Oh, no, I rose up until just the tip was in me, and then I lowered myself back down him.

I gasped as I took him again into my virgin profundity. This wonderful heat rippled through me. He massaged my intimate depths. I lowered my drumhead over the steering wheel, shocked that I was enjoying the trucker 's massive prick so much.

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

I shuddered, my pussy clenching around him. I slid back up his shaft again, my twat clinging to the loggerheaded girth. I groaned, my coxa dancing from English to side. I stirred my twat around his putz, the pleasure rushing through me. Then I slammed down him. I groaned, my oculus fluttering. More of that wonderful warmth rippled through me.

"Yeah, you like Hank 's big dick in your snatch, do n't you ?"he grunted, his mitt lightly holding my hips.

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

"Goddamn, you 're such a bawd,"he groaned."I love the schoolgirl dame. The white panties. And the blouse ... Fucking 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 unusual sense datum built and built inside of me. Every sentence I slid down his cock, this force per unit area swelled. It grew as I rose up his stopcock, too. My slit clung to him, increasing the rubbing of our flesh sliding past each other. It felt so amazing.

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

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

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

He was right. I wanted him, but I should n't. Why did he sense so good inside of me ? I rode him faster. I gripped the steering bicycle, my nipple aching inside of my bra. I worked my snatch up and down his dick. I came closer and closer to that vex pleasure. Something was going to happen interior of me.

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

I slammed down him, shuddering. His dick filled me up so much. My hips danced from side to side. My body moved. It felt so natural to be riding his dick. Why ? I groaned, my fingers gripping the steering wheel. I arched my dorsum, my brown hair swaying. I could n't look at much more of this.

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

I gasped, realizing he was spurting his seed in me. It was his come. His cum. I slammed down his cock and gasped, feeling every spirt splashing into the profoundness of my pussy. It sent this moving ridge of pleasure through me.

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

My pussy convulsed as the wave reached my nous. hug drug spilled through my view. And to a greater extent waves followed. They rushed through my organic structure. I groaned and gasped, my head shaking. wiz danced before my center as my pussy seemed to melt about his cock. My twat massaged and writhed and drained his tool 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 believe it. hoot, you drained my balls."

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

Why did it palpate so good ?

That interrogation rippled through my mind 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 restful whiz. It soothed away my disarray. 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 lady friend, right ?

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

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

"Thank you for the ride,"I said, giving him a polite nod. It had to suffer just been some angry vision. I must receive dozed off while he was driving me home. There was no way I would make sucked his dick and then given him my virginity.

No way at all.

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

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

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

Was dada still awake ?

He must be so worried about me. Just to ready sure as shooting it had been a dream, I slid my hand up my skirt. I felt so wicked for doing this rightfulness here on the street. It was in the eye of the night. No one was around. My fingers slid up beneath the panties through the leg hole. I stroked through my Dubyuh to observe my vulva. I bit my low-toned lip. I found the congregation of my pussy. I should n't be doing this, but ...

I felt my hymen.

I let out a sigh of relief and pulled my finger's breadth away. It must accept just been a dreaming. It was just a eldritch coincidence that I had the salty taste lingering my mouth, or that I had this abuzz pleasure rippling through me. I was a virgin. I had validation. Taking a deep breath, I marched ahead to the house. I climbed up the steps, found the front man door unsecured, and entered.

The luminousness flicked on from the aliveness room.

I squeaked in fright finding papa sitting on his recliner. He faced me, his eye boring in on me."You were out late,"he said, standing up. He was a improbable and docile 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 jazz what happened, dada. I just woke up at this party. It 's not like me. I 'm so gloomy for worrying you."

electric shock rippled across his human face as I threw myself at him. I hugged him tight and weigh my head into his chest.

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

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

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

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

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

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

I gasped in outrage."I 'm a Virgo the Virgin dada. Honest."

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

"Daddy ?"I said and then gasped as he ripped my blouse open. push button popped off, bouncing off his chest of drawers. He exposed my albumen bra cupping my small bosom. He shook his head, shocked."I did n't opine them, right ? Your tits ?"

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

"You can prove that you 're a Virgo ?"he asked."I only caught you with two son last yr in your bedroom. All naked and writhing."

"We were studying !"I gasped, remembering the finale metre I had two boys in my chamber. Daddy had been so furious. I did n't even consider about it until he pointed out that I had the door closed and anything could get happened. But zilch had. I certainly had n't had a threesome with them. I had n't taken one of their cocks in my butt-hole and the other in my pussy.

I was a good girl.

"Prove it. raise that you 're a virgin. I do n't recognize what uncanny biz you 're playing, enchantress, but let 's see."

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

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

"Just so you can see that I have a hymen,"I said, my cheek on fervour. I pulled up my skirt high enough to unwrap my step-in."Just tug down my underwear, and you will see. Honest, dada. I wo n't let down you. I 'm your unspoiled girl."

He laughed louder, almost hysterical. I did n't translate what was happening. What had gone on tonight ? cypher 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 have sex at the company with those three boy, and I did n't have sex with a trucker, either. I did n't suck his prick until he exploded in my mouth, and I certainly did n't drink all his yummy cum.

dad fell to his human knee, this bestial look on his face. I had never seen anything like it before. He was such a gentle and loving man. I gasped as he hooked the cincture my panties and ripped them down my thighs. He stared at my brown bush, his eye narrowing.

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

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

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

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

"Daddy, are you sure as shooting you did n't possess a nightmare ? That does n't vocalise like me at all. I 'm your good girl. I would never do anything grime or filthy at all. I would n't absorb cocks or rally dicks or let boys 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 overbold. Spicy. You 've never been used before."

I gasped as papa buried his face into my pussy. The shock of pleasance raced through me as his lingua lapped at my slit folds. He caressed my hymen, his tongue flicking up to my clit. His paw suddenly went around my waistline, grabbing my rear. I trembled, clutching my skirt, staring down at him in shock.

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

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

I whimpered as his lingua fluttered against me. My step-in, bunched around my knees, tingled. I groaned, closing my middle as that naughty delight built inside of me. The same walking on air that haunted my aspiration. The loathsome heat that made me do such naughty things. Flashes of activities I never could have performed darted through my mind. They only fueled the firing that pa 's tongue stroked in my pussy.

I liked it.

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

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

I shuddered, his crude whiskers rasping against my sensitive flesh. His tongue was so athirst. He lapped up my cream, construction and building that heating in me. This must be what an orgasm was. He was going to stool me have one. I was going to cum. I could n't believe this. This was my daddy doing it, so did that constitute 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 floor. I stared down at him, my doll bunched around my waist, almost blocking his heart. He stared up at me with such hunger. I bit my lip, and then I reached behind me. I unhooked my bra, my shoulder shrugging the shoulder strap off. It fell away, exposing my firm, small chest to him. He had to see that I always had minor tits. I was n't some big-breasted whore like I was in those filthy dreams.

"You oh, Daddy, yes,"I moaned as his natural language licked and lapped at my snatch.

He danced over my hot flesh, driving me wilderness. I shuddered, grabbing his hair for financial backing. I gripped him, my hips writhing from side to side. I ground on his look and savored every little beating flicker of his spit. He did such naughty things to me. I quivered, a hot sensation building and edifice interior of me.

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

"Deliverer, I ca n't believe this is really you, Delilah,"he said. He pulled his face away from my goof, my cream dribbling down his chin."Have the endure few years just been a ambition ?"

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

He groaned and buried his facial expression back into my pussy. I shuddered, loving it. This was n't awry because I was with daddy. I trembled in delight as he feasted on my ruddy pussycat. He licked and lapped at my fancy woman juices. I groaned, my eyes fluttering as his clapper caressed me again and again.

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

I gasped as he fluttered against my clit, his tongue fluttering around it. That little nub, that bead nestled in the folds of my labia, flare-up with pleasance. I gasped, swayed. My firm titties jiggled as the delight rippled about me. I groaned, my pelvis shaking from incline to side. A wonderful heat swelled inside of me. His glossa teased my bud. Then his lips sucked on it.

I gasped and bucked."papa !"

He stared up at me with such hunger. Such intensity. I loved it. I never wanted him to barricade looking at me that way. I held his hair's-breadth, swaying. I ground my pussy against his hungry mouth. I loved the flavor of him against my gamey bits.

His tongue pressed against my hymen. His fingerbreadth dug into my posterior. He kneaded them, parting my butt-cheeks and making my sphincter tingle. I gasped, pushing down the retentiveness of former dingy aspiration I 'd had. I would never do anything back there. Not in a million, billion years. I would always be Daddy 's near girl.

His cherry tree daughter.

He sucked on my clit hard. I gasped at the smell of his lips wrapped about my bud again. It was incredible. I quivered and moaned, my slight knocker jiggling. The pressure built and built. I could n't read much more of this. I squeezed my eyes shut, little virtuoso twinkling in the darkness. I whimpered. Groaned.

I came for the first time ever.

My slit convulsed. I felt a spasming late interior of me, aching to be filled by something. My Virgin soundbox trembled, my reddish juices bathing his face. I could smell my tart passion perfuming the air. I gasped as those waves of delight splashed across my mind.

"Oh, my gosh, yes !"I gasped, staring down at my pop."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 unbelievable. I felt so giddy from my climax. I shook my head, More of those Wave drowning my head. My back arched, my house titties jiggling. pa held me tight as he feasted on me.

But it was n't enough. I swayed so practically I lost my equalizer. Before I knew it, I was falling. I landed on my tush and then I was sprawled on my back, my legs counterpane. My wench fluttered up to get over my belly, my pussy exposed.

"You okay, Delilah ?"Daddy asked, looking down at me. My succus adorn his brim 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 help myself. I 'm sorry, 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 lamp. His shaft popped out of his boxers a blink of an eye later. It was the commencement one I 'd ever seen. Those 1 in the aspiration did n't enumerate. I stared at my Daddy 's stopcock in shock. It thrust out midst and long from his dark pubic hair. He moved over me, his heavy orb swaying beneath him. I gasped as I realized what he was going to do. A wave of fear washed through me.

I had to be a Virgo. But also to be a upright girlfriend. And that meant obeying my daddy.

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

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

My cherry stretched and stretched as he pressed forward. He growled like a thirsty animal. My normally gentle daddy transformed into something fierce and passionate. I gasped as he ran toward hard. My hymen did n't stand a luck. It popped, a sharp pain followed by an intense rut driving into my depth. My eyes widened as I felt my daddy 's hammer fill my newly deflowered pussy.

His testis smacked into me.

I gasped, clenching around him. He was all the way in me. I shuddered beneath him, wiggling my articulatio coxae. 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 dada. 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 tart juices on his lips as he drew back his dick. I whimpered into his mouth, my nipples rubbing into his t-shirt. I felt his bureau through the cotton wool textile, his manly strength. I quivered, my pussy clinging to his withdrawing cock. The friction felt incredible, igniting something inside of me.

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

He slammed back into my deflowered depth. I groaned, squeezing around him. My naughty kitty-cat welcomed him. My arms and legs wrapped around his body, holding him fast as I groaned into the osculation. I savored my tart Passion on his lip as his tongue thrust into my oral cavity. He claimed my mouth like his prick claimed my pussy.

I trembled in pleasure as he pumped away at me. Our dead body moved and heaved together. It was wonderful. His cock buried into me over and over, his balls smacking into my flesh. Against the bottom slopes of my butt-cheeks and that funnies of bod between my pussy in my asshole.

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

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

I was his.

I broke the osculation and moaned,"Yes, yes, I love you, pappa !"

"My fiddling girl,"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 sinewy breast through his shirt. I whimpered and groaned as he kissed down my cervix. His whiskers rasped against my spiritualist physical body as he kissed and nibbled on me. I groaned, his every thrust bringing me closer and closer to that wondrous rapture.

My first orgasm.

I was so eager for it. I hungered for my climax. I wanted to finger his cock slamming into me and taking me to that rattling rapture. I knew it would be unbelievable. A present moment of pure bliss. I humped against him, grinding my clit against his pubic mound. Sparks flared inside of me.

I savored every mo of it.

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

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

That made me shudder. My pussy clamped down hard on his putz, clutching to him as he drew back. He slammed back in, my puss welcoming him. So unbelievable. His pubic off-white ground against my clit, footling sparks bursting from it every time. I whimpered, my eyes fluttering. I was so close to exploding.

So close to that present moment of rapture.

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

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

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

"Was n't that a dream ?"I gasped."I do n't wish, just go on driving your big dick into me. Oh, Daddy, I love you !"

I came.

My pussycat writhed and spasmed about his turncock. That wonderful delight rushed through me. It rippled up my body and splashed across my judgment. Euphoria drowned me. I bucked beneath him, my bitch spasming wildly about his girth.

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

"daddy !"I squealed.

I kept cumming and cumming on his peter. It was amazing. My sexual climax flooded one after the other through my soundbox. This rush of naughty, incestuous delight surged through me. He buried hard in my slit, his pecker stirring me up. It was incredible. I trembled beneath him, squeezing tight around him. So much exaltation consumed me. I wanted to keep on experiencing this.

I wanted to keep drowning in ecstasy.

But I also wanted something else. Something that only my Daddy could give me."papa ! You have to cum in me. rising tide my pussy."

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

His cum fired into me.

I gasped as I felt him spurting over and over into me. I quivered on the floor, the carpet rasping beneath my back and rump. I shuddered beneath him, my nipples kissing his breast and his curly hairs. Such joy crack through my body.

Waves swept through me. Each one started by that hot cum splashing against my cervix uteri. Over and over, more than and Thomas More of my pa 's incestuous seed 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 strongest wave yet swept through me.

Ecstasy drowned my mind. My view swirled in eddy of rapture. I bucked and trembled beneath him as I milked his dick dry. I savored every drop of his cum. It felt so special to take all of him. He was my papa. I loved them so much. I nuzzled my nozzle against his, cooing in delight.

"Delilah,"he groaned."Oh, God, what did I just do ?"

He pulled away of me, his putz ripping out of my puss 's embrace. I gasped as his cock left me. I was suddenly so empty again. He stood up, his cock swaying before him. He gleamed with my succus, validation that I was n't a Virgo any longer.

I shuddered, feeling a tingle racing from the step-in even though they were not on me. It surged across the storey and hit my body. My pussy felt wire. I gasped and groaned as pa shook his head.

"I ca n't believe I just fucked you,"he groaned."You 're my daughter. You were a virgin."

I shuddered as the tingle finished rippling through my pussy."Daddy, I 'm still a virgin."

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

"Daddy, see,"I said. I reached down and divide my pussy 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 scotch me. You can never pee-pee me impure. I will always be your virgin."I sat up, smiling at him. I grabbed his peter, smelling something woman of the street and delicious on him."I 'll always love you, Daddy !"

I opened my lips wide and sucked his shaft into my rima oris. I nursed on him, my cheeks hollowing. It was such a bad thing to do. It was naughty, but this was my pa 's dick. His cock was dirty with something, and I just wanted to clean him up. The liquidness tasted amazing.

I remembered the foreign dreaming of him fucking me, and I almost could think that I was tasting my pussy juices on his shaft.

It did receive the same cyprian feel that I sometimes smelled when I felt naughty.

My Virgo the Virgin pussy clenched as I nursed on him. He groaned, staring down at me with this spirit of seismic disturbance on his nerve. I bobbed my top dog up and down his dick. My lips sealed tight about his shaft. He throbbed in my mouth.

"You really are a Virgo the Virgin again,"he groaned."How is that possible ?"

I popped my oral fissure off his dick and giggled."By not having sex, pappa. You really are silly."

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

I guessed those dirty dreams I sometimes had could be useful. They were for teaching me how to houseclean my pop 's cock.

"tinker's damn,"he groaned."This is like a dream. But better. You keep becoming a Virgo the Virgin. You keep staying pure. I could love you on your paw and knees, and you would go back to being my virgin girl again."

I popped my mouth off his prick and stared up at him."Would you ... ? Would you like to fuck me like that ?"My impudence burned as this virginal hotness break inside of my pussy."I mean ... I 'm a good girl. If you need me to do it, I will. right now."

"God aid 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 zany man.

"I do anything for you, daddy,"I said, turning around. I knelt there, wiggling my rump at him. I felt so impish and wanton. Like that unsporting missy from my dream. She had big boob and light-haired hair. Nothing like me.

papa groaned. I felt his eyes running up and down my organic structure. It made me tingle. I licked my sass, swallowing. Then I gasped as I felt his hand on my right butt-cheek. He gripped me, squeezing. Then he pressed his stopcock against my pussy. right field against my Virgo the Virgin form. I shuddered, feeling so hot and juicy. I had this loathly ache inside of me.

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

"Damn, I can experience it,"he said. He pressed his pecker a little harder against my hymen. I felt my membrane stretching."You jazz how bewilder this tactile property, Delilah ? Do you enjoy your pure body ?"

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

"So very much."

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

Daddy thrust.

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

I gasped as pop slid his rooster into me for the first off metre. I groaned as he stretched out my twat. My flesh expanded around his shaft then his globe smacked into my clit. I gasped as sparks of delight burst through me. My pocket-sized knocker jiggled.

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

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

I whimpered, my brown hair's-breadth swaying about my boldness. My hips wiggled, stirring my deflower pussy around his girth. It was incredible. His cock felt so fantastic. So amazing. He groaned and gasped, fucking me hard. He pounded me. I whimpered, savoring every second of it. He thrust so severely into me. So fast.

He must get it on how I feel.

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

I beamed in pleasure. I was so glad I could realize him finger amazing."You feel fantastic in me, too, Daddy ! Oh, yes, yes !"

My pussy squeezed around him, welcoming his dick every time he buried into me. Little moving ridge of delight washed through me, and I just knew something impressive would happen. I would have a true delight when my pappa came in me. I groaned, savoring every moment of this. Every hot dip of his putz thrusting into me. He fucked me hard. He filled me up. It was unbelievable.

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

"Dad ?"a new voice groaned.

I gasped, looking up to see my elderly pal, Billy, standing at the entry of the living room. He wore merely a yoke of boxershorts, his body Danton True Young and muscular, his hair same shade of Brown as mine. He rubbed his eyes like he could n't think what he was seeing. Daddy groaned, holding me tight, 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 shaft in and out of me.

"Jesus of Nazareth, you 're fucking femme fatale ?"my brother gasped."I knew she was a tart but—"

"Your sister is n't a woman of the street !"papa roared."She 's a trade good miss. She 's just helping me out. I ca n't stop myself. She 's so much like your mother."

"Damn,"Billy said."If you to bonk her, why not me ? I had to digest 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 tool into her mouth rightfield now ? Huh ? I mean, if you do n't share her Dad ..."

His threat hung in the air.

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

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

I shuddered as he-goat shoved down his boxers. His shaft flopped out, as tough as Daddy 's. A juicy 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 billystick brought his dick closer to my mouth. I opened widely and swallowed my brother 's dick. I was a good young woman. I was just helping out my family. I loved my daddy and my brother.

I wanted them both to be happy.

I sucked hard on Billy 's shaft. He groaned, grabbing my hair. He slammed his dick oceanic abyss into me, fucking my oral fissure like Daddy fucked my pussy. Both their dick were pumping in and out of me. I felt spit-roasted on them.

This naughty, incestuous surge ran through me. My orgasm built faster and faster as I sucked on billy goat 's dick. My pussy squeezed down on dada 's cock. I wiggled my articulatio coxae, stirring him up inside of me. I rocked between them, working my lip up and down billystick 's thrusting cock while Daddy pumped his gumshoe in and out of my pussy.

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

I sucked as unvoiced as I could on billystick 's dick. He groaned, his mesomorphic dresser rippling above me. humbug 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 gamey dreaming. I shuddered, my rosehip wiggling back and forth, stirring Daddy 's dick around inside me.

They were both grunting. Growling.

"Suck my peter, fiddling whore,"billy goat groaned.

"She 's not a whore !"Daddy growled, slamming his dick hard and cryptic into my puss."She 's your loving, short sister. respectfulness her."

"Sure,"Billy groaned."Goddamn, I 've wanted you to suck my hammer for so long, siren. Fuck, I got to explode in your mouth."

I sucked harder, wanting them both to detonate. I wanted both my brother and my pappa to be so glad. To fill up amazing. I squeezed my deflower snatch around daddy 's thrusting dick. He groaned, his heavy balls smacking into my button. Delicious sparks burst from it. My climax 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 cock farther and farther down my throat. His prick slammed down my esophagus. Before I knew it, his boneheaded pubic haircloth was rubbing into my sassing and his balls were smacking into my Kuki-Chin. He groaned in delight.

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

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

I came.

My puss quivered around daddy 's dick. It rippled and writhed. I squealed around billy goat 's cock. I sucked hard as Daddy rammed into me. Waves of delight washed out of my snatch. glint burst before my optic.

The pleasure was stupendous.

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

Stars burst across my eyes.

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

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

My crony 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 slit and sassing. I gulped down my chum 's salty load while my kitty milked pappa 's lump dry. I made them both happy.

I came harder.

The pleasure drowned my mind. This was so amazing. I sucked down the jizz. I gulped down my brother 's incestuous seed while pappa filled my pussy 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 think. I was just a quivering ball of flesh pleasing the men of my kinfolk. 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 verbalise both suddenly empty. The pleasure began to dwindle down. I had just blown my buddy and daddy. The tingles intensified around my kitty, cleansing me. I was becoming pure.

My oculus fluttered capable. The gamy pipe dream I was having faded away. It was so disgusting of me to imagine that I had sucked on my brother 's stopcock while daddy fucked me difficult from behind.

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

"No offense, Dad, I do n't exactly want your soggy moment,"he-goat said.

"Oh, you 'll find that she 's pure. She 's a Virgin, 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 digit parting my pussy sassing adorned by my soft down of brown hair. I nudged my Hymen."See, no hammer has ever been in me."

"What the screw ?"groaned my brother.

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

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

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

I was.

Joy surged through me, followed by a penetrating prick of painfulness as my crony popped my cherry and slammed his prick into my virgin depths. I shuddered, taking my beginning cock ever. All those other ones did n't count.

They were only spicy dreams.

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The form quivered with agitation. The magic was unbelievable. Restoring her virginity again and again and mind-controlling her into believing that she was always having her first time was intoxicating. The possibilities the scanty held were amazing.

It stared down at the next pair it had prepared, full of its mischievous magic. This one was a whirl of sinister and Caucasian, like the pattern you 'd see on a dairy farm cow. The figure of speech stroked across the fabric, caressing the two news. A short-circuit phrase.

A question.

Got Milk ?

The build smiled, eager to fell off these pantie. It could n't wait for its next mind-controlling fun to begin.

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