Mind-Control Panties

tarradiddle XII : Virgin cherry red delectation

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

Note : Thanks to Alex for beta reading this !

The music pulsation through the house stirred the figure 's ancient someone. Though the euphony was modern, made with electronics and possessing extraterrestrial being sounds, the beat it created was primal. Something passed down and down and down through the generation of men from dim antiquity. The design wanted to dance. To make merry in the medicine and to pander in the hormones permeating the room.

The pattern was crashing a college house party.

College students flocked around, drinking beer and smoke ganja. The sour-sweet tang of the drug mixed with the sugary aroma of wine coolers. They laughed. Cheered. It passed a couplet of young woman making out in the keep way, stripped down to their brassiere. This was the pure seat to leave its newest creation.

It held in its helping hand a dainty and pristine pair of scanty. Something cut for a schoolgirl to wear, full-of-the-moon of all that virginal promise. A band of Andrew D. White lace encircled it and it had two words written in the brightest, reddest colouring material : Cherry Tart.

The shape fought the billow to watch the two girl kissing. They were doing it willingly, mostly. One was stoned and the early almost rummy, but it was n't from its magic. It was n't the Saami as torture and turning and molding female child into new existence. To express them different delights. The girl upstairs, its target, had experienced so many of them already.

With feat, it dragged itself away and slipped up the stairs, ignored by the college early days moving up and down. They did n't grant the figure another glance. It was nonde***********. Alien but unremarkable. They twisted their soundbox to let it pass, not breaking their conversations or looking up from their phones. On the second floor, the auditory sensation of sex and shouting grew louder and louder. son were cheering. There was a girl in there, a slut writhing in passion.

siren White had a cock in all three of her hollow. The nineteen-year-old girl was a veteran of being gang-banged. She reveled in hedonistic lust. Her enceinte breasts bounced before her as she rode up and down on Robert I 's compact stopcock. The mixed-race youth gripped her coxa as she worked up and down his dick. Ryan fucked her from hind end, a tall, twenty-year-old boy with a goatee. Nate was the one alimentation Delilah his cock. He was short, his Negro pilus buzzed short like a soldier 's and possessed the compact build of a wrestler.

"That 's it, suck that dick,"he ground as the material body dropped the limited twain of panties on enchantress 's cast out clothing. In the process, it snatched up her dainty G-string, a striptease of Black person material that did n't bet like it could cover anything.

The pattern wanted to delay. To watch her fornication. The figure had plans, a new idea to try out with this pair of panty. Something beyond just changing her personality.

It wanted to see if it could form her body.

It took one lowest looking at her bleached-blonde hair dancing about her human face as she sucked and moaned and shuddered through her future orgasm.

Then the trope was gone.

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

Dad 's going to be so take a leak when I get base, she thought with some glee, aching to throw her natural action in his face. Ever since her mother died, her father sought to control her. She hated it.

She bent down and snagged up the panties.

"The fuck ?"she muttered, her bleached-blonde fuzz spilling across her boldness as she bent over further."Who the ass stole my panties and replaced them with this kiddy shit ?"She glanced at the snoring guys who 'd fucked her.

She snorted and stepped into them.

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temptress Patrick White

A foreign shiver ran through me as I stepped into these kiddy panties. I could n't think someone had stolen my G-string and replaced them with these. They had fucking lace around them. And that childish tripe on the binding.

Cherry Tart.

Real subversive. These were something a Virgo who wanted to pretend that she was a bad fille would buy at Hot Topic. I rolled my eyes as I drew them up my legs. I savored the strange tingle running through me. I smirked as I felt the cum leaking out of me. At least I would stain these. Whatever obtuse missy left hers behind, I would use up pleasance in ruining them.

I smiled as I drew the pantie higher and higher. I shuddered as it slid up my thighs, smearing the cum as it went. The seed was soaking the material now. More tingles rippled through me. And then I pulled them up over my rump. 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 breasts. They were growing smaller. Why were they so big ? I had small titty. Little booby. My cheek burned. I shook my drumhead, noticing, for a moment, that my locks looked blonde and not my common brown. I groaned. As I darted my hired man down to grab my dress, I wondered why I was naked.

Oh, God, did I have sex ?

My virgin twat clenched. I could n't sustain had sex. I was a perfect girl. A respectable little girl. Oh, my pa was going to be so mad. I had to get out of here. I grabbed my bra, sliding it on. For a moment, it seemed too big. And sinister. I did n't own blackness bra.

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

I fastened it and then grabbed my annulus. A quiver rippled from my step-in. I frowned at my bum. Why was my skirt so short and ...

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

What was this crop top ? I did n't assume anything like that. No, no, I had worn a crisp, White person blouse. Something a schoolgirl would wear and ...

I pulled on my lily-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 Bruce, the star quarterback.

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

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

I heard him burst into laughter.

I darted down the stair, confused why I was even here. Of line, I heard that there was a party at Ryan 's sign of the zodiac, but I would never go to something like this. Oh, my daddy must be so interest about me. I wanted to call him, but I did n't know where my handbag 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 starting time storey 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 front door. I heard individual outcry my name and say something rude. Something absolutely fossil oil. I could n't trust it. I was a good girl. Why would he even think I 'd do something like that ?

I would never go down on 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 bird swished about my leg. My arms pumped. My brown hairsbreadth flowed behind me, safe and unloose. I was n't a bad girl. I did n't even understand how I got here. I kept running and running and running. My side ached. I tasted a coppery feeling at the cover of my mouthpiece. My ramification burned.

I stumbled to a gasping arrest. 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 idea where I was. It was blue. I was the exclusively one out on the street. I bit my lip, my head darting to and fro. I was so scare. I did n't even throw my purse let alone my prison cell telephone set. But I could n't go back to that severe place.

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

I struggled to parse my retentiveness. 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 forefront. That was n't me. I was Delilah White. I was nineteen. A virgin. I made a promise.

I glanced down at my veracious mitt and sighed in relief as I saw the promise anchor ring on my fingerbreadth. I twisted it, the gold band that my daddy had given me. I drew in a deep breath. I was beginning to relax.

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

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

I trembled, curious at who was stopping to help oneself me.

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

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

"I 'm lost,"I said."I was at this terrible party for some understanding 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 tantalize home."

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

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

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

I managed to get into the nates and closed the dense threshold. This dizzy thrill raced through me. I sat so much higher up than other cars I 've been in. I looked out of the windowpane, smiling as he pulled away from the check. If we were driving through rule traffic, I 'd feel so important right now looking down at the early carts.

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

"He wanted me to nurse his ..."My buttock burned."fountainhead, you know. His boy thingy."

"rooster ?"

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

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

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

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

"Of course it would,"I said."I would never do something like that."

"Why not ?"

I blinked at him."Why, because I 'm not one of those female child. A slut."

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

My cheeks burn.

"In fact, how can even live 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. adjacent affair I know, they be claiming that they did former things to me."

He chuckled."well, there 's a resolution to that trouble. Just got to take soul that does n't go to your college."He glanced at me."Why, I 'll volunteer my own cock for you to suck."

I swallowed.

"I mean, you really demand to know. A young woman your age, why, she has to sleep with 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 pressure level as we stopped. He shifted the gears into the parking area, the engine idling away.

"I promise that no will make love that you suck my cock."

A foreign prickling raced around my panties. I swallowed, staring at his crotch. I gasped as he unsnapped his blue jean. He was doing this right before me. I covered my eyes as I heard his denim rustling. I knew he was pulling it out. His tool. This wicked thrill went through me. I could n't think 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 feeling if you scoot closer."

I swallowed, shocked that this was happening. It stirred the strange passion inside of me. I never felt anything like this before. What is that about this that made me desire to progress to down and equal him. I did n't do that. I swallowed, though, and leaned secretive, studying his rooster. It thrust hard and pink out of his blue jean. The tip twitched and throbbed. I could see Robert Floyd Curl Jr. of dark-brown hair around the base. A unknown liquid state beaded at the tip.

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

"trust me, your snatch can stretch to choose it,"he said."But we 're talking about cock sucking here. Just scoot lower, open your mouth wide of the mark, and just suck that big shaft in your mouth. Find out what you are."

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

trembling, I reached out and grabbed it. I gasped at how fond it was. It twitched and throbbed in my hand. It felt so alive. I shuddered, my knife flicking over my sass. I lowered my head further. I closed my optic, opened my mouth, and descended the terminal 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 build with them. I slid my sassing over his cock, engulfing the crown. My spit swirled around, tasting that salty liquidity. 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 passion between my thighs growing and growing. It made me want to reach down and scratch it. I trembled, my bridge player tightening on his tool as I sucked again and again. My tongue danced, caressing it. I lapped up more of that liquid leaking out.

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

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

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

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

I kept sucking on his tool and bobbing my principal. I slid my lips up and down his shaft. I shuddered, this heating plant growing and growing between my thigh. It felt so loathsome. So gamey. I should n't be doing this. pa would be angry at me, but the trucker was decently. I had to know.

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

The truck driver was groaning and grunting as I worked my mouth up and down his dick. I slid as far down his shaft as I could, his cock pressing into the rear of my throat before I slid back up. I sucked the entire way, my cheeks hollowing. I just knew that he loved it. He enjoyed my mouthpiece. His bridge player tightened in my John Brown hair. He gripped me. I quivered, this chill racing through my panties.

Was I a bad female child for doing this ?

My tongue danced around the top of his cock. The hind end creaked and groaned beneath us. His hand tightened. He pressed my head down hard. I gasped as his rooster brushed the back of my throat and then splay down it.

He was sliding into my gullet !

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

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

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

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

"acquiring hot in your little cunt ?"he asked. Then he chuckled."Of course you are, little slut. 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 tell him that, but I was too busy sucking his cock. His dick throbbed and twitched in my backtalk. That salty juice that leaked out of the tip of his cock soaked my tongue. He tasted so expert. I sucked hard on him, wanting more. I shuddered, my second joint still squirming, struggling to sate that hot itch.

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

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

I gasped as his raspy fingerbreadth reach my kickshaw pantie. He rubbed them, pressing them into my plication. I shuddered, a juicy rut anthesis in my pussy. It was so intense. Blissful ripples flooded through me.

I could n't consider it. His touch modality felt amazing. I knew he should n't be touching me there, that I should stimulate him stop, but his chance event just made me quiver. I sucked on his dick with even more cacoethes. I nursed on his peter with such hunger.

He groaned, his fingers rubbing up and down my kitty-cat. He touched my Virgin frame through my demure scanty. All these naughty pleasure surged through me. My toes curled in my shoes, a whine ascent in my throat.

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

What did I need ?

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

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

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

I whimpered as his cock touched my pussy. The hand holding my step-in aside moved away, sliding around me to grab my other hip. He held my waist tight and, with a moan, he slammed me down his cock.

I gasped as my cherry popped.

I felt my hymen tear for the for the first time clock time. Then his peter was inside of me. Filling me. His girth stretched spread out my bozo. I shuddered while a wave of heat washed through my virgin body. A delicious wave.

"screwing hoot, you 're slopped,"he groaned."Now move those hip. rally my dick."

I gripped the steering wheel while this intense heat that burned from my pussy seized my ramification. 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 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 depths. This wonderful estrus rippled through me. He massaged my inside profundity. I lowered my school principal over the steering rack, shocked that I was enjoying the teamster 's massive cock so much.

I should n't be doing this. I was a serious girl. A Virgo. dad would be so angry with me.

I shuddered, my pussy clenching around him. I slid back up his tool again, my snatch clinging to the thick cinch. I groaned, my hips dancing from side of meat to side. I stirred my pussy around his rooster, the pleasure rushing through me. Then I slammed down him. I groaned, my eyes fluttering. Sir Thomas More of that wonderful hotness rippled through me.

"Yeah, you like Hank 's big dick in your cunt, 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 woman of the street,"he groaned."I love the schoolgirl chick. The white panties. And the blouse ... screwing netherworld, you 're a sexy thing."

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

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

A strange sense impression built and built inside of me. Every time I slid down his shaft, this force per unit area swelled. It grew as I rose up his cock, too. My pussy clung to him, increasing the friction of our human body sliding past each other. It felt so amazing.

"Work that schoolgirl cunt up and down my gumshoe,"panted Hank."shit, your tight and hot. I 'm going to arouse so much cum inside of you."

I gasped, my kitty-cat squeezing down on him. That made our spicy activity finger even better."No no, you ca n't. My pappa will vote down 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 crocked, hot cunt ache for it. Do n't it ?"

He was right. I wanted him, but I should n't. Why did he feel so skillful interior of me ? I rode him faster. I gripped the steering wheel, my tit aching inside of my bra. I worked my pussy up and down his gumshoe. I came closer and closer to that awesome pleasure. Something was going to pass off interior of me.

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

I slammed down him, shuddering. His pecker filled me up so much. My coxa danced from side to English. My dead body moved. It felt so natural to be riding his shaft. Why ? I groaned, my fingerbreadth gripping the steering bike. I arched my backbone, my brown hair swaying. I could n't take much Sir Thomas More of this.

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

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

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

My pussy convulsed as the wafture reached my brain. Ecstasy spilled through my thoughts. And to a greater extent wafture followed. They rushed through my body. I groaned and gasped, my head shaking. ace danced before my center as my pussycat seemed to fade about his cock. My twat massaged and writhed and drained his cock dry. He grunted, his handwriting 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 titty 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 virgin any longer. I whimpered in pleasure, feeling his cum inside of me. His dick softened. What happened ? Why did I do that ?

Why did it finger so unspoilt ?

That question rippled through my psyche as Hank drove me rest home. I adjusted my article of 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 relax sensation. It soothed away my confusion. I sort of felt like I was waking up from a dream. Like I had only imagined I had sex with the truck number one wood. I mean, I was a virgin.

I was a dear girl, right ?

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

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

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

No way at all.

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

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

He pulled away from the curbing, leaving me standing out on the grim street. I swallowed, glancing at the sign of the zodiac.

Was papa still wake up ?

He must be so worried about me. Just to make sure it had been a dream, I slid my helping hand up my skirt. I felt so wicked for doing this right here on the street. It was in the middle of the Nox. No one was around. My fingers slid up beneath the panties through the leg hole. I stroked through my scrub to find my vulva. I bit my down in the mouth lip. I found the sheep pen of my slit. I should n't be doing this, but ...

I felt my hymen.

I let out a sigh of rest period and pulled my finger away. It must have just been a dream. It was just a weird coincidence that I had the salty appreciation lingering my mouth, or that I had this buzzing pleasure rippling through me. I was a Virgin. I had substantiation. Taking a deep breath, I marched ahead to the house. I climbed up the steps, found the front doorway unlocked, and entered.

The lights flicked on from the sustenance room.

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

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

blow rippled across his look as I threw myself at him. I hugged him mingy and pressed my head word into his chest.

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

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

The thrill rippled from my step-in. I swallowed, feeling how strong he was. How solid. He stared down at me with a strange look in his eyes. 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 script seized them through my blouse. I gasped in cushion as my daddy groped my modest boobs through my blouse and bra. He squeezed them."You lost several cup size of it. You could n't have been padding your bra all these year. Not the way you dress."

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

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

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

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

"papa ?"I said and then gasped as he ripped my blouse open. clitoris popped off, bouncing off his breast. He exposed my white bra cupping my small breasts. He shook his chief, shocked."I did n't imagine them, right ? Your titmouse ?"

"Maybe you 're just tired, dad,"I told him."I 'm not what you think. I 'm no-account I went out to a company, but I did n't do anything. I can raise it."

"You can shew that you 're a virgin ?"he asked."I only caught you with two boy survive twelvemonth in your bedroom. All naked and writhing."

"We were studying !"I gasped, remembering the last time I had two boys in my bedroom. pappa had been so furious. I did n't even think about it until he pointed out that I had the door closed and anything could sustain happened. But null had. I certainly had n't had a threesome with them. I had n't taken one of their prick in my butt-hole and the former in my pussy.

I was a good girl.

"Prove it. Prove that you 're a virgin. I do n't know what uncanny game you 're playing, Delilah, but let 's see."

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

I drew up my doll. Slowly. papa 's jaw dropped."Jesus, are you going to blink your twat at me ?"

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

He laughed louder, almost hysterical. I did n't understand what was happening. What had gone on tonight ? Nobody believed that I was a Virgo the Virgin. I messed up by going to this party and then blacking out. But I had my virginal membrane. I just proved it. I did n't have sex at the party with those three male child, and I did n't have sex with a trucker, either. I did n't suck his dick until he exploded in my oral cavity, and I certainly did n't tope all his yummy cum.

Daddy fell to his articulatio genus, this brutal spirit on his face. I had never seen anything like it before. He was such a gentle and lie with man. I gasped as he hooked the waistband my panties and ripped them down my thigh. He stared at my chocolate-brown bush, his eyes narrowing.

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

I 'd only dream the truck driver 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 damn, you are a virgin,"he said."But ... but the way you 've acted the close two twelvemonth. You practically threw it in my face."

"papa, are you sure you did n't stimulate a nightmare ? That does n't sound like me at all. I 'm your undecomposed fille. I would never do anything dirty or filthy at all. I would n't suck cocks or ride prick or let son spurt their cum all over my physical structure. I would never do anything like that. You can see that, right ?"

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

I gasped as daddy buried his face into my cunt. The shock of joy raced through me as his tongue lapped at my kitty-cat congregation. He caressed my Hymen, his spit flicking up to my clitoris. His handwriting suddenly went around my shank, grabbing my rear end. I trembled, clutching my skirt, staring down at him in shock.

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

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

I whimpered as his tongue fluttered against me. My panties, bunched around my human knee, tingled. I groaned, closing my eyes as that naughty pleasure built inside of me. The like seventh heaven that haunted my pipe dream. The wicked heating system that made me do such juicy things. Flashes of activities I never could have performed darted through my thinker. They only fueled the fires that papa 's tongue stroked in my pussy.

I liked it.

Daddy 's tongue lapped and licked at my pussy. I could n't conceive how great it felt. It was just incredible. He brushed my maidenhead, stroked my labia, and caressed my small clitoris. Sparks burst with each accident. 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 unclean dreams.

I shuddered, his rough whiskers rasping against my sensitive flesh. His tongue was so thirsty. He lapped up my pick, construction and building that heat in me. This must be what an orgasm was. He was going to relieve oneself me have one. I was going to cum. I could n't think this. This was my daddy doing it, so did that make it okay ?

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

I shrugged out of my blouse, letting it strike to the floor. I stared down at him, my skirt bunched around my waist, almost blocking his centre. He stared up at me with such thirst. I bit my lip, and then I reached behind me. I unhooked my bra, my shoulder joint shrugging the straps off. It fell away, exposing my firm, small breasts to him. He had to see that I always had small tits. I was n't some big-breasted whore like I was in those filthy dreams.

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

He danced over my hot flesh, driving me wild. I shuddered, grabbing his whisker for backing. I gripped him, my hips writhing from side to side. I ground on his face and savored every small licking flapping of his spit. He did such naughty things to me. I quivered, a hot sensation edifice and building interior of me.

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

"Redeemer, I ca n't think this is really you, temptress,"he said. He pulled his face away from my twat, my cream dribbling down his chin."Have the cobbler's last few geezerhood just been a dream ?"

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

He groaned and buried his human face back into my pussy. I shuddered, loving it. This was n't wrong because I was with pa. I trembled in delight as he feasted on my cherry-red kitty-cat. He licked and lapped at my working girl juice. I groaned, my eye fluttering as his clapper caressed me again and again.

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

I gasped as he fluttered against my button, his natural language fluttering around it. That small nub, that Pearl nestled in the folds of my labia, burst with pleasure. I gasped, swayed. My business firm titties jiggled as the pleasure rippled about me. I groaned, my hip joint shaking from side to side. A howling heat swelled inside of me. His tongue teased my bud. Then his sassing sucked on it.

I gasped and bucked."daddy !"

He stared up at me with such hungriness. Such intensity. I loved it. I never wanted him to stop looking at me that way. I held his fuzz, swaying. I ground my twat against his hungry mouth. I loved the look of him against my naughty bits.

His tongue pressed against my hymen. His fingers dug into my can. He kneaded them, parting my butt-cheeks and making my anatomical sphincter tingle. I gasped, pushing down the computer memory of other dirty dreams I 'd had. I would never do anything back there. Not in a million, billion class. I would always be pop 's good girl.

His cherry daughter.

He sucked on my clit hard. I gasped at the tactile property of his brim wrapped about my bud again. It was incredible. I quivered and moaned, my piffling titties jiggling. The imperativeness built and built. I could n't take much more of this. I squeezed my optic shut, footling mavin twinkling in the darkness. I whimpered. Groaned.

I came for the firstly clip ever.

My pussy convulsed. I felt a spasming deep inside of me, aching to be filled by something. My Virgo the Virgin body trembled, my cherry red juice bathing his nerve. I could smell out my sourish mania perfuming the air. I gasped as those waves of pleasure splashed across my mind.

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

"You taste incredible, siren,"he growled.

His natural language licked and lapped at my folds. He gathered up all the juices overflowing out of me. It was incredible. I felt so featherbrained from my orgasm. I shook my head, more of those undulation drowning my head. My back arched, my business firm titties jiggling. pa held me tight as he feasted on me.

But it was n't enough. I swayed so lots I lost my counterweight. Before I knew it, I was falling. I landed on my croup and then I was sprawled on my back, my legs spread. My chick fluttered up to treat my venter, my pussy exposed.

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

"I 'm finely, Daddy,"I said."My, oh my, that was unbelievable. I ca n't conceive how amazing that felt."

"I know,"he groaned."Fuck, I ca n't aid myself. I 'm sorry, Delilah."

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

I gasped at the rustling of his jean. He shoved them down in a heartbeat. His cock popped out of his boxers a heartbeat later. It was the first one I 'd ever seen. Those ones in the dreams did n't calculate. I stared at my Daddy 's tool in cushion. It thrust out thick and long from his dark pubic hairsbreadth. He moved over me, his arduous balls swaying beneath him. I gasped as I realized what he was going to do. A wafture of fear washed through me.

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

"Delilah,"he growled, placing the tip of his cock against my virgin bod. I gasped as he brushed my button, sparks bursting from my nub. Then he slid it dispirited."I 'm drear, you 're just so sexy. I miss your mama. You look just like her. You 're not that whorish daughter any longer. You 're stark. Like she was."

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

My cerise stretched and stretched as he pressed forward. He growled like a hungry beast. My normally gentle daddy transformed into something fierce and passionate. I gasped as he ran toward hard. My virginal membrane did n't stand a chance. It popped, a sharp pain in the neck followed by an intense heat energy driving into my profoundness. My eyes widened as I felt my daddy 's peter filling my newly deflowered pussy.

His testicle smacked into me.

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

He kissed me.

I tasted my tart succus on his lips as he drew back his cock. I whimpered into his mouth, my nipple rubbing into his T-shirt. I felt his thorax through the cotton wool framework, his manly strength. I quivered, my cunt clinging to his withdrawing stopcock. The friction felt incredible, igniting something inside of me.

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

He slammed back into my vitiate deepness. I groaned, squeezing around him. My racy cunt welcomed him. My sleeve and leg wrapped around his soundbox, holding him smashed as I groaned into the kiss. I savored my tart Passion of Christ on his lip as his tongue thrust into my oral fissure. He claimed my mouth like his cock claimed my pussy.

I trembled in joy 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 hind end side of my butt-cheeks and that cartoon strip of flesh between my pussycat in my asshole.

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

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

I was his.

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

"My little girl,"he growled as he nuzzled into my ear. He nibbled on it, sending tingles racing through me. My puss clamped down on his turncock, increasing the friction.

Increasing the pleasure.

My nipples throbbed against his muscular dresser through his shirt. I whimpered and groaned as he kissed down my neck opening. His whiskers rasped against my sensitive flesh as he kissed and nibbled on me. I groaned, his every thrust bringing me close-fitting and closer to that wonderful rapture.

My first orgasm.

I was so eager for it. I hungered for my climax. I wanted to sense his peter slamming into me and taking me to that wonderful ecstasy. I knew it would be incredible. A present moment of pure bliss. I humped against him, grinding my clit against his pubic heap. arc flared inside of me.

I savored every instant of it.

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

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

That made me shudder. My kitty clamped down hard on his pecker, clutching to him as he drew back. He slammed back in, my twat welcoming him. So unbelievable. His pubic bone basis against my clitoris, little sparks 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 unvoiced into me. So deep into me. That wonderful cock filled me again and again. I whimpered, clutching to him. I shuddered, my articulatio coxae dancing from side to side. I stirred my cunt around him.

"Daddy ! Daddy !"I moaned."It 's about to pass. I 'm about to have my initiative orgasm."

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

"Was n't that a ambition ?"I gasped."I do n't like, just sustain driving your big peter into me. Oh, daddy, I love you !"

I came.

My cunt writhed and spasmed about his pecker. That wonderful pleasure rushed through me. It rippled up my body and splashed across my mind. euphory drowned me. I bucked beneath him, my cunt spasming wildly about his girth.

My pussy climaxed and writhed around his gumshoe. I trembled in delight every clip he rammed into me. He thrust harder, grunting. He lifted his top dog, staring down into my eye. His were so Brown and burning with his passion. He hammered my convulsing twat, sending new and fresh waves of bliss sweeping through my body.

"pa !"I squealed.

I kept cumming and cumming on his gumshoe. It was amazing. My orgasms flooded one after the other through my body. This rush of naughty, incestuous delight surged through me. He buried hard in my kitty, his dick stirring me up. It was unbelievable. I trembled beneath him, squeezing tight around him. So a great deal transport consumed me. I wanted to keep experiencing this.

I wanted to prevent drowning in ecstasy.

But I also wanted something else. Something that only my papa could pass on me."Daddy ! You have to cum in me. Flood my pussy."

"Oh, God,"he groaned. His look twisted as he slammed his pecker 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 rug rasping beneath my rear and stern. I shuddered beneath him, my nipples kissing his chest and his curly hairsbreadth. Such pleasure shot through my body.

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

His jizz.

"Oh, pop, yes !"I gasped as the strongest wave yet swept through me.

rapture drowned my mind. My thoughts swirled in Mary Morse Baker Eddy of exaltation. I bucked and trembled beneath him as I milked his dick dry. I savored every dip of his cum. It felt so special to bring all of him. He was my papa. I loved them so much. I nuzzled my nose against his, cooing in delight.

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

He pulled away of me, his cock ripping out of my cunt 's 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 juices, validation that I was n't a virgin any longer.

I shuddered, feeling a chill racing from the panty even though they were not on me. It surged across the level and hit my torso. My slit felt electrified. I gasped and groaned as Daddy shook his head.

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

I shuddered as the tingling 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 prick at me. His pecker glistened with foreign juice. It was n't water on him, so what was it ?

"Daddy, see,"I said. I reached down and parted my pussy lips."There 's my hymen. 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 realize me impure. I will always be your virgin."I sat up, smiling at him. I grabbed his cock, smelling something cocotte and delicious on him."I 'll always know you, Daddy !"

I opened my brim astray and sucked his pecker into my sassing. I nursed on him, my buttock hollowing. It was such a bad thing to do. It was naughty, but this was my daddy 's peter. His cock was dirty with something, and I just wanted to clean him up. The liquid tasted stick.

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

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

My virgin pussy clenched as I nursed on him. He groaned, staring down at me with this feeling of shock on his face. I bobbed my caput up and down his tool. My sassing sealed tight about his rotating shaft. He throbbed in my mouth.

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

I popped my lip off his tool and giggled."By not having sex, dad. You really are silly."

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

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

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

I popped my mouth off his dick and stared up at him."Would you ... ? Would you like to fuck me like that ?"My nerve burned as this virtuous heat bust inside of my pussy."I mean ... I 'm a good lady friend. If you need me to do it, I will. right field now."

"God avail me, I do,"he groaned."I just want to fuck you while you 're kneeling there. I ca n't consider I get to pop your cerise again."

Again ? He could be such a punch-drunk man.

"I do anything for you, daddy,"I said, turning around. I knelt there, wiggling my bottom at him. I felt so sinful and wanton. Like that contaminating missy from my dreams. She had big titty and light-haired haircloth. Nothing like me.

papa groaned. I felt his middle running up and down my physical structure. It made me tingle. I licked my lips, swallowing. Then I gasped as I felt his script on my correctly butt-cheek. He gripped me, squeezing. Then he pressed his putz against my kitty-cat. right against my virgin build. I shuddered, feeling so hot and naughty. I had this wicked ache inside of me.

I think I needed an orgasm to overindulge it. My first.

"shucks, I can feel it,"he said. He pressed his shaft a picayune harder against my hymen. I felt my membrane stretching."You know how amazing this feels, Delilah ? Do you revel your pure body ?"

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

"So very much."

I smiled in delight."Then it makes me well-chosen, too. semen on, Daddy, you can consume it. My virginity. I love you !"

Daddy thrust.

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

I gasped as daddy slid his cock into me for the first time. I groaned as he stretched out my twat. My frame expanded around his ray of light then his orb smacked into my button. I gasped as flicker of pleasure burst through me. My small-scale tit jiggled.

My fingerbreadth clenched against the soft carpet. I groaned as pappa drew back. I found myself rocking back, not wanting to let any of his prick escape me. But he kept sliding out of me. More and to a greater extent of his prick left me until only his tip remained.

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

I whimpered, my brown hair swaying about my aspect. My articulatio coxae wiggled, stirring my deflowered cunt around his girth. It was unbelievable. His cock felt so fantastic. So stupefy. He groaned and gasped, fucking me severe. He pounded me. I whimpered, savoring every second of it. He thrust so hard into me. So fast.

He must enjoy how I feel.

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

I beamed in delight. I was so glad I could make him palpate amazing."You feel terrific in me, too, pappa ! Oh, yes, yes !"

My pussy squeezed around him, welcoming his cock every time he buried into me. Little undulation of delight washed through me, and I just knew something telling would happen. I would throw a true delectation when my daddy came in me. I groaned, savoring every moment of this. Every hot plunge of his tool thrusting into me. He fucked me toilsome. He filled me up. It was incredible.

How much Sir Thomas More of this bliss could I lease ? I did n't know.

"Dad ?"a new interpreter groaned.

I gasped, looking up to see my aged brother, Billy, standing at the entering of the living room. He wore merely a twosome of boxers, his body young and hefty, his hair's-breadth Lapp spectre 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 articulatio coxae around his shaft, stirring him up. I wanted him to pump his stopcock in and out of me.

"the Nazarene, you 're fucking Delilah ?"my brother gasped."I knew she was a whore but—"

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

"Damn,"Billy said."If you to make love her, why not me ? I had to ache from her flaunting around the home, showing off those big tits of hers, like she was teasing me to make out her. Why do n't I just shove my peter into her backtalk right now ? Huh ? I mean, if you do n't portion 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 fuck her mouth."

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

I shuddered as he-goat shoved down his boxer. His dick flopped out, as hard as Daddy 's. A naughty ripple ran through me as I stared at it. Then I gasped as daddy started fucking me again. He pumped his cock in and out of me as Billy brought his peter closer to my mouth. I opened wide and swallowed my brother 's tool. I was a respectable little girl. I was just helping out my family. I loved my pa and my buddy.

I wanted them both to be happy.

I sucked hard on billy club 's hammer. He groaned, grabbing my haircloth. He slammed his dick 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 boot ran through me. My coming built faster and faster as I sucked on billy goat 's dick. My cunt squeezed down on pa 's turncock. I wiggled my rosehip, stirring him up inside of me. I rocked between them, working my sassing up and down Billy 's thrusting cock while pappa pumped his hawkshaw in and out of my pussy.

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

I sucked as operose as I could on billy goat 's pecker. He groaned, his hefty chest rippling above me. Drool ran down my chin. The taste perception of his precum filled my mouth. That was what it was called, right ? I seem to think hearing it in my naughty dreams. I shuddered, my rosehip wiggling back and Forth River, stirring Daddy 's dick around inside me.

They were both grunting. Growling.

"Suck my dick, petty whore,"Billy groaned.

"She 's not a prostitute !"Daddy growled, slamming his dick hard and mystifying into my cunt."She 's your loving, trivial sister. Respect her."

"Sure,"Billy groaned."Goddamn, I 've wanted you to suck my cock for so long, enchantress. fuck, I got to burst forth in your mouth."

I sucked harder, wanting them both to burst forth. I wanted both my sidekick and my daddy to be so happy. To fulfill amazing. I squeezed my mar pussy around daddy 's thrusting tool. He groaned, his heavy Ball smacking into my clitoris. Delicious sparks burst from it. My coming came closer and closer.

I was going to cum pleasing both of them.

I squeezed my oculus shut, rocking between them. They both used me. Fucked me. Billy held my fuzz as he groaned. He drove his pecker farther and farther down my pharynx. His putz slammed down my esophagus. Before I knew it, his thick pubic hair was rubbing into my lips and his nut were smacking into my mentum. He groaned in delight.

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

"She is not a loose woman !"dada howled as he buried his dick in me.

I came.

My pussy quivered around daddy 's dick. It rippled and writhed. I squealed around Billy 's cock. I sucked hard as Daddy rammed into me. Waves of joy washed out of my pussy. discharge burst before my eyes.

The joy was stupendous.

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

whizz burst across my eyes.

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

"You got to try her pussy,"groaned Daddy."Damn, she 's great. So crocked and juicy. It 's the 2d time I fucked her deflowered cunt. Ca n't wait to pop your cherry again."

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

Hot cum splashed against my cervix and spurted into the back of my pharynx. The jizz filled my pussy and mouth. I gulped down my chum 's salty encumbrance while my pussy milked Daddy 's musket ball dry. I made them both happy.

I came harder.

The joy drowned my mind. This was so beat. I sucked down the jizz. I gulped down my brother 's incestuous ejaculate while daddy filled my twat with his hot jizz. He soiled me with his cum. I groaned, my mind melting.

The darkness swelled and swirled across my visual modality. My orgasm intensified so much, I could n't intend. I was just a quivering ball of material body pleasing the men of my home. I felt myself drifting. Floating. thrill raced through me as I shuddered.

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

I felt like I was on my English, my pussy and mouth both suddenly empty. The joy began to dwindle. I had just blown my sidekick and pop. The shudder intensified around my pussy, cleansing me. I was becoming pure.

My eyes fluttered undefendable. The racy dream I was having faded away. It was so wicked of me to imagine that I had sucked on my pal 's stopcock while pappa fucked me hard from behind.

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

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

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

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

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

"What the fucking ?"groaned my brother.

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

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

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

I was.

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

They were only naughty dreams.

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The figure quivered with excitation. The magic was unbelievable. Restoring her virginity again and again and mind-controlling her into believing that she was always having her initiatory time was intoxicating. The possibility the panty held were amazing.

It stared down at the succeeding pair it had prepared, entire of its mischievous magic. This one was a swirl of black and white, like the pattern you 'd see on a dairy cow. The soma stroked across the fabric, caressing the two words. A short phrase.

A question.

Got Milk River ?

The fig smiled, eager to drop off these panty. It could n't waitress for its next mind-controlling fun to begin.

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