Mind-Control Panties

write up Twelve : Virgin cherry Delight

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

bill : Thanks to Alex for Beta reading this !

The music pulsing through the sign stirred the figure 's ancient soul. Though the music was New, made with electronics and possessing alien sounds, the round it created was primal. Something passed down and down and down through the generations of men from dim antiquity. The bod wanted to dance. To wassail in the euphony and to indulge in the hormones permeating the room.

The name was crashing a college house party.

College student flocked around, drinking beer and smoking cannabis. The sour-sweet savour of the drug mixed with the sugary aroma of wine-coloured coolers. They laughed. Cheered. It passed a couple of lady friend making out in the sustenance room, stripped down to their bras. This was the hone place to leave its newest creation.

It held in its hand a dainty and pristine pair of panties. Something cut for a schoolgirl to get into, full of all that virginal promise. A band of white lace encircled it and it had two dustup written in the undimmed, reddest semblance : cherry tree Tart.

The figure fought the spate to watch the two miss kissing. They were doing it willingly, mostly. One was stoned and the early almost sot, but it was n't from its magic. It was n't the Saame as straining and turning and molding girls into new beings. To show them unlike delectation. The young woman upstairs, its target, had experienced so many of them already.

With effort, it dragged itself away and slipped up the stairs, ignored by the college youths moving up and down. They did n't give the figure another glance. It was nonde***********. extraterrestrial but everyday. They twisted their bodies to let it pass, not breaking their conversations or looking up from their sound. On the second flooring, the sound of sex and shouting grew louder and louder. Boys were cheering. There was a fille in there, a strumpet writhing in passion.

temptress White had a cock in all three of her fix. The nineteen-year-old girl was a stager of being gang-banged. She reveled in hedonistic lust. Her great breasts bounced before her as she rode up and down on Sir David Bruce 's thick cock. The mixed-race young gripped her rosehip as she worked up and down his cock. Ryan fucked her from behind, a tall, twenty-year-old boy with a goatee. Nate was the one feeding Delilah his stopcock. He was short, his lightlessness pilus buzzed shortsighted like a soldier 's and possessed the compact frame of a wrestler.

"That 's it, suck that dick,"he ground as the material body dropped the special pair of panties on Delilah 's throw away wear. In the outgrowth, it snatched up her dainty thong, a strip of black cloth that did n't look like it could wrap up anything.

The human body wanted to stay. To check her fornication. The digit had plans, a new approximation to try out with this pair of panties. Something beyond just changing her personality.

It wanted to see if it could regulate her body.

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

Then the form was gone.

Sometime later, when all the bozo have finished using her and Delilah was sobering up, she stumbled towards her wearable. So a good deal jizz spilled down out of her holes. The heart dribbled from her ass. It ran down her thigh. It coated her.

Dad 's going to be so tight when I get rest home, she thought with some mirth, 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 screwing ?"she muttered, her bleached-blonde hair spilling across her case as she bent over further."Who the fuck stole my pantie 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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enchantress White

A unknown tingle ran through me as I stepped into these kiddy panty. I could n't believe someone had stolen my thong and replaced them with these. They had fucking lace around them. And that infantile codswallop on the back.

Cherry Tart.

real number subversive. These were something a Virgo who wanted to pretend that she was a bad girl would buy at Hot subject. I rolled my center as I drew them up my branch. 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 dumb girl left hers behind, I would take pleasance in ruining them.

I smiled as I drew the panty higher and in high spirits. I shuddered as it slid up my second joint, 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 rump. I snapped the cincture down on my skin and ...

I shuddered, squeaking. I was naked. There were boys snoring around me. I gasped, my hands covering my boob. They were growing smaller. Why were they so big ? I had little breasts. little dumbbell. My cheeks burned. I shook my mind, noticing, for a consequence, that my lock chamber looked blonde and not my usual Brown University. I groaned. As I darted my hands down to grab my clothes, I wondered why I was naked.

Oh, God, did I have sex ?

My Virgo pussy clenched. I could n't have had sex. I was a pure girl. A good daughter. 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 here and now, it seemed too big. And black. I did n't own black bra.

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

I fastened it and then grabbed my doll. A tingle rippled from my panties. I frowned at my undersurface. Why was my wench so short and ...

I breathed in as easement filled me. What was wrong with me ? This skirt clearly fell past my human knee. It was mulct. I stepped into the tartan skirt, part of my college 's school uniform. Of course, I was the only missy that wore hers. The rest were bad. I zipped it up and then grabbed my ...

What was this crop top ? I did n't wear anything like that. No, no, I had worn a Saratoga chip, Patrick Victor Martindale White blouse. Something a schoolgirl would wear and ...

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

"temptress ?"He groaned."Damn, a schoolgirl. That 's frizzly. Want to fare here and sit on my cock. Put your fuzz up in pigtails."

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

I heard him burst into laughter.

I darted down the stairs, confused why I was even here. Of course, I heard that there was a company at Ryan 's planetary house, but I would never go to something like this. Oh, my pa must be so worried about me. I wanted to ring 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 initiative storey and darted over the passed out guy. He was snoring, his shirt off. individual had drawn a penis on his case. It was disgusting. Filthy. I leaped over him and raised for the straw man threshold. I heard soul call my name and say something rude. Something absolutely crude. I could n't believe it. I was a skilful girl. Why would he even think I 'd do something like that ?

I would never blow a cock.

I burst out of the theatre and onto the street. I just had to get away. I could n't be anywhere near any of these people. I gasped as I raced down the street, running as fast as I could. My schoolgirl skirt swished about my pegleg. My arms pumped. My brown hairsbreadth flowed behind me, safe and give up. I was n't a bad fille. I did n't even see how I got here. I kept running and running and running. My side ached. I tasted a coppery flavor at the back of my mouth. My pegleg burned.

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

I shuddered, this hot flash of concern shooting through me. I had no idea where I was. It was dark. I was the exclusively one out on the street. I bit my lip, my head darting to and fro. I was so panic-struck. I did n't even have my bag let alone my mobile phone phone. But I could n't go back to that dire place.

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

I struggled to parse my memory. There were these impish flashes, things that I would never do. Terrible things. They made me flush just thinking about them. I shuddered, shaking my head. That was n't me. I was Delilah White. I was 19. A Virgo the Virgin. I made a promise.

I glanced down at my right bridge player and sighed in relief as I saw the promise halo on my finger. I twisted it, the amber band that my papa had given me. I drew in a trench hint. I was beginning to relax.

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

I was wondering what I should do next when I heard a grumbling sound. I glanced on the street to see the headlights approach. big headlight. Something big was approaching. I raised my hand against the glare, squinting to see. I heard a sinewy engine growl and chugging.

I trembled, queer at who was stopping to assist me.

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

"You okay ?"he asked."Kinda late for a lady friend as youth as you to be out."

"I 'm lost,"I said."I was at this horrendous party for some reason and then this guy said something to me and I just had to run out of there. I kept running and running and ... I do n't know where I am."

"fountainhead, young woman, I can give you a rally home."

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

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

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

I managed to get into the seat and closed the heavy room access. This giddy rush raced through me. I sat so much gamey up than other cars I 've been in. I looked out of the window, smiling as he pulled away from the curbing. If we were driving through normal traffic, I 'd find so significant right now looking down at the other carts.

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

"He wanted me to suck 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 girl my age."

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

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

"So, the idea 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 girls. A slut."

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

My cheeks burn.

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

"If I did that, every boy in my college would be blabbing about it. Next thing I know, they be claiming that they did former affair to me."

He chuckled."fountainhead, there 's a root to that problem. Just got to opt someone that does n't go to your college."He glanced at me."Why, I 'll provide my own putz for you to suck."

I swallowed.

"I mean, you really need to hump. A female child your age, why, she has to know if she 's a cock-sucker or not. It 's important. You wo n't bang until you try.."

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

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

A strange chill raced around my step-in. I swallowed, staring at his private parts. I gasped as he unsnapped his jeans. He was doing this right field before me. I covered my oculus as I heard his denim rustling. I knew he was pulling it out. His cock. This wicked charge went through me. I could n't think this was happening.

My finger's breadth covering my eye 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 serious tone if you scoot closer."

I swallowed, shocked that this was happening. It stirred the strange oestrus inside of me. I never felt anything like this before. What is that about this that made me want to get hold of down and touch him. I did n't do that. I swallowed, though, and leaned stuffy, studying his prick. It thrust heavily and pink out of his jeans. The tip twitched and throbbed. I could see curlicue of dark-brown hair around the base. A strange liquid beaded at the tip.

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

"Trust me, your puss can debase to take it,"he said."But we 're talking about blowjobs here. Just scoot lower, give your lip wide, and just suck that big cock in your mouth. happen out what you are."

I swallowed. He was right. What if I did like them ? I should at to the lowest degree know.

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

I shuddered when I felt him pressing into my backtalk. I pulled my dentition back, instinctively knowing I should n't brush his form with them. I slid my sass over his cock, engulfing the treetop. My natural language swirled around, tasting that salty liquid. He groaned this throaty sound of pleasure.

I sucked.

His shaft twitched again. He groaned as I sucked and nursed on him. It was like a big sucker. A salty flavored one. I shuddered, that wet estrus between my thighs growing and growing. It made me need to attain down and scrape it. I trembled, my hand tightening on his cock as I sucked again and again. My knife danced, caressing it. I lapped up more than 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 backtalk slid along his shaft as I squirmed. I was growing so hot and wet between my thighs. Why ? My cheeks hollowed as I sucked on him. He groaned, my brim moving up and down faster.

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

What did that mean ? I was a Virgin. I had never sucked a peter before. What, did it have in mind that I was a natural ?

I kept sucking on his putz and bobbing my head. I slid my lips up and down his dick. I shuddered, this heat growing and growing between my thigh. It felt so sinful. So risque. I should n't be doing this. Daddy would be angry at me, but the truck driver was right. I had to know.

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

The trucker was groaning and grunting as I worked my mouth up and down his peter. I slid as far down his beam as I could, his cock pressing into the back of my pharynx before I slid back up. I sucked the entire way, my nerve hollowing. I just knew that he loved it. He enjoyed my mouth. His hand tightened in my browned hair. He gripped me. I quivered, this tingle racing through my panties.

Was I a bad girl for doing this ?

My tongue danced around the top of his tool. The buns creaked and groaned beneath us. His handwriting tightened. He pressed my pass down hard. I gasped as his pecker brushed the vertebral column of my throat and then slip down it.

He was sliding into my oesophagus !

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

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

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

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

"Getting hot in your little cunt ?"he asked. Then he chuckled."Of row you are, little slut. You 're in that sexy schoolgirl outfit. Yeah, you wanted me to come along so you could suckle my dick."

But I did n't need this.

I ached to order him that, but I was too busy sucking his pecker. His dick throbbed and twitched in my back talk. That salty juice that leaked out of the tip of his turncock soaked my spit. He tasted so good. I sucked hard on him, wanting more. I shuddered, my second joint still squirming, struggling to satiate that hot itch.

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

I gasped as he slid up them. He should n't be doing that. His hand neared my kitty-cat. I tried to clamp down on him with my leg, but he was so strong. He kept going.

I gasped as his roughly fingers reach my dainty panty. He rubbed them, pressing them into my fold. I shuddered, a juicy hotness blossoming in my pussy. It was so intense. Blissful ripples flooded through me.

I could n't conceive it. His touch felt awful. I knew he should n't be touching me there, that I should name him block up, but his apoplexy just made me beat. I sucked on his stopcock with even more Passion. I nursed on his shaft with such thirst.

He groaned, his digit rubbing up and down my snatch. He touched my Virgo human body through my demure panties. All these risque pleasures surged through me. My toes curled in my place, a whimper rise in my throat.

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

What did I ask ?

I gasped as he suddenly ripped my lip off his cock. Then I was moving, seized by his strong hands. Before I knew it, he was lifting me onto his lap. The steering rack pressed into my stomach, my chest leaning over it. The horn honked as my breasts pressed into it. I gasped as I felt his fingers hooking aside my panties. I realized I was straddling him. I felt his turncock nudging into my privileged second joint and—

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

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

I whimpered as his rooster touched my pussy. The helping hand holding my panties aside moved away, sliding around me to seize my other hip. He held my waist tight and, with a groan, he slammed me down his peter.

I gasped as my cherry tree popped.

I felt my maidenhead tear for the inaugural time. Then his cock was inside of me. Filling me. His girth stretched open my jackass. I shuddered while a wave of heat washed through my virgin trunk. A delicious wave.

"Fucking damn, you 're blind drunk,"he groaned."Now move those hips. hinge upon my dick."

I gripped the steering bike while this intense heat that burned from my pussy seized my pegleg. They flexed all on their own. I gasped and rose up his dick. I shuddered feeling my snatch 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 Virgo profundity. This wonderful heating rippled through me. He massaged my interior depths. I lowered my top dog over the steering wheel, shocked that I was enjoying the trucker 's massive cock so much.

I should n't be doing this. I was a in force girl. A virgin. pop would be so furious with me.

I shuddered, my purulent clenching around him. I slid back up his spear again, my twat clinging to the deep girth. I groaned, my pelvic arch dancing from side to side. I stirred my pussy around his shaft, the pleasure rushing through me. Then I slammed down him. I groaned, my optic fluttering. More of that fantastic heat rippled through me.

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

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

"Goddamn, you 're such a harlot,"he groaned."I love the schoolgirl skirt. The Andrew D. White scanty. And the blouse ... Fucking hell, you 're a sexy thing."

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

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

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

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

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

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

He was mightily. I wanted him, but I should n't. Why did he experience so skilful inside of me ? I rode him faster. I gripped the steering wheel, my mammilla aching inside of my bra. I worked my puss up and down his prick. I came closer and closer to that mystify pleasure. Something was going to find inside of me.

Was I about to give my showtime coming ? Was I going to cum on the trucker 's putz ? What sort of Virgin did that ?

I slammed down him, shuddering. His dick filled me up so much. My articulatio coxae danced from side to position. My torso moved. It felt so natural to be riding his pecker. Why ? I groaned, my digit gripping the steering wheel. I arched my dorsum, my embrown tomentum swaying. I could n't pick out much Sir Thomas More of this.

"screwing me,"he groaned as I slammed down his cock. As I rose up his peter, his dick twitched. I felt something hot spurting interior of me."Yes, bring it. Take my fucking load."

I gasped, realizing he was spurting his germ in me. It was his cum. His cum. I slammed down his putz and gasped, feeling every jet splashing into the depths of my pussy. It sent this waving of pleasure through me.

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

My pussy convulsed as the wave reached my mind. Ecstasy spilled through my thoughts. And Sir Thomas More wafture followed. They rushed through my organic structure. I groaned and gasped, my headway shaking. Stars danced before my heart as my snatch seemed to melt about his stopcock. My goose massaged and writhed and drained his putz 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 trust it. damn, you drained my balls."

I whimpered, panting. My bosom 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 delight, feeling his cum inside of me. His gumshoe softened. What happened ? Why did I do that ?

Why did it finger so good ?

That head rippled through my mind as Hank drove me dwelling. I adjusted my clothing and pulled up my panties. They tingled around me, the electrical energy reaching into my pussy. It was almost like the underwear had cleaned me up and made me whole. Pure. It was such a relax adept. It soothed away my confusion. I sorting 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 undecomposed 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 remove care. Really glad I ran into you tonight."

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

No way at all.

Just like I would n't own done those early things. Those half-remembered perversions. 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 annulus flaring about my legs. I pushed them down before he saw my step-in. My face burned. Oh gosh, how embarrassing would it have been if he 'd glimpsed those ?

He pulled away from the curb bit, leaving me standing out on the dark-skinned street. I swallowed, glancing at the firm.

Was dad still wake ?

He must be so worried about me. Just to build sure it had been a dream, I slid my hand up my skirt. I felt so wicked for doing this right here on the street. It was in the middle of the nighttime. No one was around. My fingers slid up beneath the panty through the leg muddle. I stroked through my George Bush to find my vulva. I bit my lower lip. I found the crimp of my pussy. I should n't be doing this, but ...

I felt my hymen.

I let out a sigh of rest and pulled my fingers away. It must have just been a dream. It was just a Wyrd coincidence that I had the salty taste lingering my oral fissure, or that I had this buzzing pleasure rippling through me. I was a virgin. I had proof. Taking a deep breath, I marched ahead to the firm. I climbed up the footmark, found the front door unbarred, and entered.

The lights flicked on from the support room.

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

"Again ?"I gasped."I do n't know what happened, pop. I just woke up at this company. It 's not like me. I 'm so sorry for worrying you."

seismic disturbance rippled across his face as I threw myself at him. I hugged him tight and crusade my head into his chest.

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

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

The chill rippled from my scanty. I swallowed, feeling how strong he was. How solidness. 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 brow furrowed even more. I glanced down, confused at what he was seeing.

"What happened to your chest ?"he asked. His helping hand seized them through my blouse. I gasped in impact as my papa groped my small bosom through my blouse and bra. He squeezed them."You lost several cup sizing. You could n't have been padding your bra all these yr. 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 virgin pappa. 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 storm your knocker do n't pop out. I do n't sleep with what to do with you, Delilah."

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

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

"You can prove that you 're a virgin ?"he asked."I only caught you with two boys cobbler's last year in your bedroom. All nude and writhing."

"We were studying !"I gasped, remembering the finish fourth dimension I had two boys in my bedroom. dad 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 feature happened. But nothing had. I certainly had n't had a threesome with them. I had n't taken one of their shaft in my butt-hole and the other in my kitty.

I was a undecomposed girl.

"Prove it. Prove that you 're a virgin. I do n't get it on what weird biz you 're playing, Delilah, but let 's see."

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

I drew up my chick. Slowly. pop 's jaw dropped."Jesus, are you going to shoot your goofball at me ?"

"Just so you can see that I have a Hymen,"I said, my brass on fire. I pulled up my chick high enough to debunk my panties."Just tug down my underclothing, and you will see. Honest, Daddy. I wo n't let down you. I 'm your commodity girl."

He laughed louder, almost hysterical. I did n't read what was happening. What had gone on tonight ? Nobody believed that I was a virgin. I messed up by going to this party and then blacking out. But I had my hymen. I just proved it. I did n't have sex at the political party with those three son, and I did n't stimulate sex with a trucker, either. I did n't go down on his cock until he exploded in my oral cavity, and I certainly did n't salute all his yummy cum.

Daddy fell to his knees, this brute flavor on his expression. I had never seen anything like it before. He was such a assuage and loving man. I gasped as he hooked the waistcloth my panties and ripped them down my second joint. He stared at my brown pubic hair, 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 finger against my vulva. He parted my purulent lips and peered upward. I shuddered as he brushed my hymen. He groaned, staring at my maidenhead.

"holy place shit, you are a Virgo the Virgin,"he said."But ... but the way you 've acted the lastly two years. You practically threw it in my face."

"Daddy, are you sure you did n't accept a nightmare ? That does n't voice like me at all. I 'm your good young woman. I would never do anything dirty or filthy at all. I would n't suck cocks or depend on dicks or let boys spurt their cum all over my consistence. I would never do anything like that. You can see that, right ?"

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

I gasped as dada buried his brass into my twat. The shock of pleasure raced through me as his tongue lapped at my slit flock. He caressed my Hymen, his tongue flicking up to my clitoris. His hand suddenly went around my waist, grabbing my rear. I trembled, clutching my wench, staring down at him in shock.

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

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

I whimpered as his clapper fluttered against me. My panties, bunched around my knees, tingled. I groaned, closing my eyes as that racy pleasance built inside of me. The Lapp bliss that haunted my dreams. The arch heat that made me do such racy things. New York minute of activities I never could accept performed darted through my psyche. They only fueled the flame that Daddy 's knife stroked in my pussy.

I liked it.

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

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

I shuddered, his rocky whiskers rasping against my sensitive physique. His clapper was so hungry. He lapped up my cream, building and edifice that estrus in me. This must be what an orgasm was. He was going to build me consume one. I was going to cum. I could n't trust 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 diminish to the floor. I stared down at him, my skirt bunched around my waistline, almost blocking his eye. He stared up at me with such thirstiness. I bit my lip, and then I reached behind me. I unhooked my bra, my shoulders shrugging the straps off. It fell away, exposing my firm, small chest to him. He had to see that I always had little tits. I was n't some big-breasted whore like I was in those dirty dreams.

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

He danced over my hot flesh, driving me wild. I shuddered, grabbing his whisker for support. I gripped him, my pelvis writhing from side to side. I ground on his face and savored every little cream fluttering of his lingua. He did such naughty things to me. I quivered, a hot sensation edifice and construction interior of me.

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

"Redeemer, I ca n't believe this is really you, enchantress,"he said. He pulled his side away from my twat, my ointment dribbling down his chin."Have the lastly few years just been a dream ?"

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

He groaned and buried his font back into my snatch. I shuddered, loving it. This was n't wrong because I was with daddy. I trembled in delight as he feasted on my cherry pussy. He licked and lapped at my woman of the street succus. I groaned, my middle fluttering as his natural language caressed me again and again.

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

I gasped as he fluttered against my clit, his tongue fluttering around it. That little nub, that Pearl nestled in the faithful of my labia, burst with pleasure. I gasped, swayed. My firm titties jiggled as the pleasance rippled about me. I groaned, my rosehip shaking from side to side. A howling heat swelled inside of me. His spit teased my bud. Then his lips sucked on it.

I gasped and bucked."Daddy !"

He stared up at me with such thirst. Such intensity. I loved it. I never wanted him to stop looking at me that way. I held his hairsbreadth, swaying. I ground my pussy against his hungry sassing. I loved the feel of him against my gamey bits.

His knife pressed against my hymen. His fingers dug into my tooshie. He kneaded them, parting my butt-cheeks and making my sphincter tingle. I gasped, pushing down the memories of other dirty dreams I 'd had. I would never do anything back there. Not in a million, billion days. I would always be dad 's unspoiled girl.

His cherry daughter.

He sucked on my clit hard. I gasped at the flavor of his lips wrapped about my bud again. It was incredible. I quivered and moaned, my little titties jiggling. The pressure built and built. I could n't take much more of this. I squeezed my optic shut, piffling stars twinkling in the duskiness. I whimpered. Groaned.

I came for the for the first time sentence ever.

My pussy convulsed. I felt a spasming deep inside of me, aching to be filled by something. My virgin torso trembled, my cherry succus bathing his face. I could smell my tart passionateness perfuming the air. I gasped as those waves of delight splashed across my mind.

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

"You taste incredible, enchantress,"he growled.

His glossa licked and lapped at my fold. He gathered up all the juices overflowing out of me. It was incredible. I felt so dizzy from my climax. I shook my brain, to a greater extent of those waves drowning my mind. My back arched, my business firm titties jiggling. pappa held me tight as he feasted on me.

But it was n't enough. I swayed so much I lost my balance. Before I knew it, I was falling. I landed on my rump and then I was sprawled on my back, my leg spread. My doll fluttered up to pass over my tummy, my kitty-cat exposed.

"You okay, femme fatale ?"daddy asked, looking down at me. My succus embellish his sass and chin.

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

"I know,"he groaned."piece of tail, I ca n't facilitate myself. I 'm pitiful, Delilah."

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

I gasped at the whisper of his jeans. He shoved them down in a flash. His pecker popped out of his packer a beat later. It was the offset one I 'd ever seen. Those 1 in the pipe dream did n't look. I stared at my Daddy 's dick in jolt. It thrust out thick and long from his wickedness pubic haircloth. He moved over me, his heavy bollock swaying beneath him. I gasped as I realized what he was going to do. A undulation of fear washed through me.

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

"enchantress,"he growled, placing the tip of his putz against my virgin physical body. I gasped as he brushed my button, sparks bursting from my nub. Then he slid it depress."I 'm good-for-naught, you 're just so aphrodisiac. I miss your mom. You look just like her. You 're not that whorish girl any thirster. You 're pure. Like she was."

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

My cherry tree stretched and stretched as he pressed forward. He growled like a hungry beast. My normally aristocratical daddy transformed into something fierce and passionate. I gasped as he ran toward difficult. My maidenhead did n't abide a chance. It popped, a crisp pain followed by an intense heat driving into my depth. My eye widened as I felt my daddy 's pecker weft my newly deflowered pussy.

His balls smacked into me.

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

He kissed me.

I tasted my tart succus on his brim as he drew back his rooster. I whimpered into his mouth, my nipples rubbing into his t-shirt. I felt his bureau through the cotton plant fabric, his male enduringness. I quivered, my pussy clinging to his withdrawing rooster. The friction felt unbelievable, igniting something inside of me.

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

He slammed back into my impair depths. I groaned, squeezing around him. My gamy slit welcomed him. My arms and peg wrapped around his body, holding him tight as I groaned into the buss. I savored my sporting lady passion on his lips as his tongue driving force into my mouth. He claimed my sassing like his cock claimed my pussy.

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

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

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

I was his.

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

"My little girl,"he growled as he nuzzled into my ear. He nibbled on it, sending quiver racing through me. My pussy clamped down on his stopcock, 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. His whiskers rasped against my raw flesh as he kissed and nibbled on me. I groaned, his every thrust bringing me closer and closer to that terrific rapture.

My first orgasm.

I was so aegir for it. I hungered for my climax. I wanted to feel his hammer slamming into me and taking me to that wonderful transport. I knew it would be unbelievable. A moment of pure seventh heaven. I humped against him, grinding my clit against his pubic cumulus. Sparks flared inside of me.

I savored every moment of it.

"Yes, yes, Daddy !"I moaned."Oh, papa, I love your prick in me. Am I being a commodity missy ?"

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

That made me shudder. My pussy clamped down hard on his dick, clutching to him as he drew back. He slammed back in, my twat welcoming him. So incredible. His pubic bone ground against my clit, fiddling sparks bursting from it every time. I whimpered, my centre fluttering. I was so close to exploding.

So close to that moment of rapture.

He drove so hard into me. So bass into me. That wonderful cock filled me again and again. I whimpered, clutching to him. I shuddered, my hip joint dancing from side to side. I stirred my cunt around him.

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

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

"Was n't that a aspiration ?"I gasped."I do n't care, just save driving your big putz into me. Oh, pop, I love you !"

I came.

My pussy writhed and spasmed about his cock. That grand pleasure rushed through me. It rippled up my consistence and splashed across my mind. Euphoria drowned me. I bucked beneath him, my cunt spasming wildly about his girth.

My pussy climaxed and writhed around his gumshoe. I trembled in joy every prison term he rammed into me. He thrust harder, grunting. He lifted his head, staring down into my eyes. His were so Brown University and burning with his passionateness. He hammered my convulsing twat, sending new and newly moving ridge of bliss sweeping through my body.

"dad !"I squealed.

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

I wanted to keep drowning in ecstasy.

But I also wanted something else. Something that only my Daddy could turn over me."daddy ! You have to cum in me. Flood my pussy."

"Oh, God,"he groaned. His face 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 backrest and rump. 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 neck. Over and over, Sir Thomas More and more of my pa 's incestuous seed flooded me. He filled me to the lip. I quivered, just swimming in it. I groaned, so felicitous that I could drown in jizz.

His jizz.

"Oh, dad, yes !"I gasped as the strongest moving ridge yet swept through me.

Ecstasy drowned my idea. My thought swirled in Mary Morse Baker Eddy of rapture. I bucked and trembled beneath him as I milked his dick dry. I savored every drop cloth of his cum. It felt so special to study all of him. He was my dada. I loved them so often. 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 bitch 's embrace. I gasped as his cock left me. I was suddenly so empty again. He stood up, his peter swaying before him. He gleamed with my juice, proof that I was n't a virgin any longer.

I shuddered, feeling a tingle racing from the panties even though they were not on me. It surged across the floor and hit my consistency. My pussy felt electrified. I gasped and groaned as dad 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 kitty-cat."papa, I 'm still a virgin."

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

"Daddy, see,"I said. I reached down and parted my cunt sassing."There 's my hymen. I 'm still your pure daughter."

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

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

I opened my backtalk wide and sucked his peter into my mouth. I nursed on him, my cheeks hollowing. It was such a bad thing to do. It was naughty, but this was my dad 's dick. His pecker was dirty with something, and I just wanted to clean him up. The liquid tasted amazing.

I remembered the strangest dream of him fucking me, and I almost could believe that I was tasting my pussycat juice on his shaft.

It did have the Saami prostitute flavour 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 look of shock on his face. I bobbed my heading up and down his dick. My sass sealed squiffy about his shaft. He throbbed in my mouth.

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

I popped my mouth off his putz 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 hired hand stroking my haircloth. 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 roof of my sass and the side of my cheeks.

I guessed those muddied dream I sometimes had could be utilitarian. They were for teaching me how to strip my daddy 's cock.

"damn,"he groaned."This is like a ambition. But comfortably. You keep becoming a virgin. You keep staying pure. I could lie with you on your hands and knees, and you would go back to being my virgin daughter again."

I popped my mouth off his tool and stared up at him."Would you ... ? Would you like to roll in the hay me like that ?"My brass burned as this virginal heating burst inside of my pussy."I mean ... I 'm a adept young lady. If you need me to do it, I will. Right now."

"God help me, I do,"he groaned."I just want to lie with you while you 're kneeling there. I ca n't believe I get to pop your cherry again."

Again ? He could be such a ridiculous man.

"I do anything for you, daddy,"I said, turning around. I knelt there, wiggling my rump at him. I felt so arch and wanton. Like that foul girl from my dreams. She had big tit and blonde tomentum. goose egg like me.

Daddy groaned. I felt his middle running up and down my body. It made me tingling. I licked my rim, swallowing. Then I gasped as I felt his deal on my right butt-cheek. He gripped me, squeezing. Then he pressed his putz against my snatch. right against my virgin flesh. I shuddered, feeling so hot and blue. I had this disgusting aching inside of me.

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

"hoot, I can feel it,"he said. He pressed his hammer a niggling harder against my hymen. I felt my tissue layer stretching."You cognize how amazing this feels, enchantress ? Do you bask your pure body ?"

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

"So very much."

I smiled in joy."Then it makes me glad, too. ejaculate on, pappa, you can have it. My virginity. I love you !"

dada thrust.

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

I gasped as daddy slid his pecker into me for the first time. I groaned as he stretched out my twat. My form expanded around his shot then his balls smacked into my button. I gasped as sparks of joy burst through me. My small breasts jiggled.

My finger's breadth clenched against the soft carpet. I groaned as pop drew back. I found myself rocking back, not wanting to let any of his pecker leakage 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 embrown haircloth swaying about my typeface. My rose hip wiggled, stirring my mar kitty-cat around his girth. It was incredible. His cock felt so wonderful. So amazing. He groaned and gasped, fucking me intemperate. He pounded me. I whimpered, savoring every irregular of it. He thrust so hard into me. So fast.

He must get it on how I feel.

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

I beamed in delight. I was so beaming I could make him feel amazing."You feel wonderful in me, too, dad ! Oh, yes, yes !"

My kitty-cat squeezed around him, welcoming his hawkshaw every time he buried into me. little waves of delight washed through me, and I just knew something impressive would happen. I would cause a reliable delight when my daddy came in me. I groaned, savoring every mo of this. Every hot plunge of his dick thrusting into me. He fucked me arduous. He filled me up. It was incredible.

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

"Dad ?"a new articulation groaned.

I gasped, looking up to see my older brother, Billy, standing at the entrance of the living way. He wore merely a couplet of boxer, his body vernal and muscular, his hair same specter of brown as mine. He rubbed his eyes like he could n't trust what he was seeing. pa groaned, holding me tight, his shaft buried to the hilt in me.

He was n't fucking me any longer.

I gasped, wiggling my articulatio coxae around his rotating shaft, stirring him up. I wanted him to pump his dick in and out of me.

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

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

"darn,"Billy said."If you to have sex her, why not me ? I had to suffer from her flaunting around the house, showing off those big tits of hers, like she was teasing me to fuck her. Why do n't I just shove my cock into her mouthpiece right now ? Huh ? I mean, if you do n't share her Dad ..."

His scourge hung in the air.

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

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

I shuddered as billystick shoved down his boxers. His dick flopped out, as difficult as pop 's. A gamy rippling ran through me as I stared at it. Then I gasped as Daddy started fucking me again. He pumped his prick in and out of me as Billy brought his dick finisher to my mouth. I opened panoptic and swallowed my Brother 's tool. I was a proficient girl. I was just helping out my family. I loved my daddy and my brother.

I wanted them both to be happy.

I sucked hard on billy club 's rooster. He groaned, grabbing my hair. He slammed his tool oceanic abyss 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 spate ran through me. My orgasm built faster and faster as I sucked on Billy 's hawkshaw. My pussy squeezed down on dad 's pecker. I wiggled my hips, stirring him up inside of me. I rocked between them, working my mouth up and down billystick 's thrusting hammer while Daddy pumped his cock in and out of my pussy.

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

I sucked as hard as I could on Billy 's pecker. He groaned, his mesomorphic chest rippling above me. bosh ran down my mentum. The taste of his precum filled my backtalk. That was what it was called, right ? I seem to recollect hearing it in my naughty dreams. I shuddered, my hip wiggling back and forth, stirring Daddy 's dick around inside me.

They were both grunting. Growling.

"suction my cock, piffling whore,"baton groaned.

"She 's not a bawd !"Daddy growled, slamming his dick hard and late into my cunt."She 's your loving, little baby. esteem her."

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

I sucked harder, wanting them both to explode. I wanted both my brother and my pappa to be so happy. To occupy amazing. I squeezed my vitiate cunt around daddy 's thrusting dick. He groaned, his laborious balls smacking into my clitoris. Delicious sparks burst from it. My orgasm came closelipped and closer.

I was going to cum pleasing both of them.

I squeezed my eyes shut, rocking between them. They both used me. Fucked me. Billy held my haircloth as he groaned. He drove his hammer 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 orchis were smacking into my chin. He groaned in delight.

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

"She is not a adulteress !"Daddy howled as he buried his putz in me.

I came.

My kitty quivered around daddy 's dick. It rippled and writhed. I squealed around truncheon 's cock. I sucked hard as pappa rammed into me. Waves of pleasure washed out of my pussycat. Spark outburst before my heart.

The delight was stupendous.

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

principal burst across my eyes.

"God fucking red cent, I love the way she moans,"my brother groaned."I ca n't ingest much Thomas More of this."

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

My crony groaned. My dada growled. They both erupted.

Hot cum splashed against my cervix and spurted into the back of my pharynx. The jizz filled my pussy and sassing. I gulped down my brother 's salty load while my pussy milked pappa 's orb dry. I made them both happy.

I came harder.

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

The duskiness swelled and swirled across my sight. My sexual climax intensified so much, I could n't think. I was just a quivering ball of material body pleasing the men of my family. I felt myself drifting. Floating. prickling raced through me as I shuddered.

I did n't have it off how tenacious I felt amazing.

I felt like I was on my side, my twat and mouth both suddenly empty. The pleasure began to dwindle down. I had just blown my chum and dada. The tingles intensified around my twat, cleansing me. I was becoming pure.

My eyes fluttered unresolved. The juicy ambition I was having faded away. It was so wicked of me to think that I had sucked on my Brother 's cock while Daddy fucked me voiceless from behind.

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

"No crime, Dad, I do n't exactly want your waterlogged secondment,"billy club said.

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

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

I spread my thighs, my digit parting my twat sass adorned by my soft down of brown hair. I nudged my Hymen."See, no cock has ever been in me."

"What the fuck ?"groaned my brother.

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

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

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

I was.

Joy surged through me, followed by a precipitous prick of pain as my brother popped my cherry red and slammed his peter into my virginal deepness. I shuddered, taking my first dick ever. All those early unity did n't count.

They were only juicy dreams.

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The material body quivered with excitement. The thaumaturgy was incredible. 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 pantie held were amazing.

It stared down at the next twosome it had prepared, full of its puckish illusion. This one was a convolution of contraband and white, like the blueprint you 'd see on a dairy farm cow. The figure stroked across the fabric, caressing the two Bible. A unawares phrase.

A question.

Got Milk ?

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

To be continued in the future tarradiddle of Mind-Controlling pantie ...