Mind-Control Panties

Story 12 : Virgin Cherry delight

By mypenname3000

copyright 2019

banker's bill : Thanks to Alex for Beta recital this !

The music pulsing through the star sign stirred the number 's ancient soulfulness. Though the euphony was modern, made with electronics and possessing alien auditory sensation, the measure it created was cardinal. Something passed down and down and down through the generations of men from dim antiquity. The physical body wanted to dance. To revel in the euphony and to cocker in the hormones permeating the room.

The figure was crashing a college house party.

College educatee flocked around, drinking beer and smoke marijuana. The sour-sweet tang of the drug mixed with the sugary aroma of wine coolers. They laughed. Cheered. It passed a pair of missy making out in the living room, stripped down to their bandeau. This was the perfect place to leave its newest creation.

It held in its helping hand a treat and pristine couplet of step-in. Something cut for a schoolgirl to wear, full of all that virginal promise. A stria of white lacing encircled it and it had two words written in the brightest, cerise color : Cherry Tart.

The figure fought the rush to watch the two girls kissing. They were doing it willingly, mostly. One was stoned and the early almost drunk, but it was n't from its thaumaturgy. It was n't the Saame as twisting and turning and molding young lady into new beings. To usher them unlike delectation. The young lady upstairs, its target, had experienced so many of them already.

With endeavour, it dragged itself away and slipped up the stairs, ignored by the college young moving up and down. They did n't afford the figure another coup d'oeil. It was nonde***********. Alien but quotidian. They twisted their body to let it evanesce, not breaking their conversations or looking up from their phones. On the 2nd floor, the sounds of sex and shouting grew louder and louder. boy were cheering. There was a girl in there, a hussy writhing in passion.

Delilah White had a stopcock in all three of her cakehole. The nineteen-year-old girl was a veteran of being gang-banged. She reveled in hedonistic lecherousness. Her large boob bounced before her as she rode up and down on David Bruce 's thick cock. The mixed-race youth gripped her pelvic arch as she worked up and down his prick. Ryan fucked her from butt, a improbable, twenty-year-old boy with a goatee. Nate was the one eating temptress his cock. He was unforesightful, his inglorious hair buzzed short like a soldier 's and possessed the compact build of a wrestler.

"That 's it, suck that gumshoe,"he ground as the figure dropped the special yoke of pantie on Delilah 's discard clothing. In the procedure, it snatched up her dainty thong, a strip of inglorious cloth that did n't expect like it could continue anything.

The physical body wanted to stay. To watch her criminal conversation. The figure had programme, a new idea to screen with this distich of scanty. Something beyond just changing her personality.

It wanted to see if it could shape her body.

It took one last look at her bleached-blonde tomentum dancing about her face as she sucked and moaned and shuddered through her adjacent orgasm.

Then the figure was gone.

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

Dad 's going to be so stung when I get home, she thought with some gloating, aching to cast her activities in his side. 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 hair spilling across her expression as she bent over promote."Who the nookie steal my pantie and replaced them with this kiddy make ?"She glanced at the snoring guys who 'd fucked her.

She snorted and stepped into them.

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Delilah whiteness

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

Cherry Tart.

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

I smiled as I drew the step-in higher and high. I shuddered as it slid up my thighs, smearing the cum as it went. The seed was soaking the cloth now. Sir Thomas 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 boys snoring around me. I gasped, my hands covering my breasts. They were growing smaller. Why were they so big ? I had small breasts. piffling dope. My cheek burned. I shook my school principal, noticing, for a moment, that my locks looked blonde and not my common brownness. I groaned. As I darted my hands down to snap up my clothes, I wondered why I was naked.

Oh, God, did I have sex ?

My virgin pussycat clenched. I could n't have had sex. I was a double-dyed girl. A good girl. Oh, my daddy was going to be so mad. I had to get out of here. I grabbed my bra, sliding it on. For a moment, it seemed too big. And mordant. I did n't own black bras.

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

I fastened it and then grabbed my skirt. A tingle rippled from my panties. I frowned at my bottom. Why was my skirt so unretentive and ...

I breathed in as reliever filled me. What was wrong with me ? This chick clearly fell past my knees. It was finely. I stepped into the tartan skirt, part of my college 's school uniform. Of row, I was the only little girl that wore hers. The sleep were bad. I zipped it up and then grabbed my ...

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

I pulled on my white blouse, quickly buttoning it up. I did n't bear 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."tinker's damn, a schoolgirl. That 's kinky. Want to fall here and ride on my prick. Put your hair up in pigtails."

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

I heard him collapse into laughter.

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

They were naked in there.

I hit the get-go floor and darted over the passed out guy. He was snoring, his shirt off. somebody had drawn a penis on his face. It was disgusting. Filthy. I leaped over him and raised for the figurehead threshold. I heard individual call my public figure and say something rude. Something absolutely crude. I could n't trust it. I was a in effect female child. Why would he even think I 'd do something like that ?

I would never wet-nurse a cock.

I burst out of the house and onto the street. I just had to get away. I could n't be anywhere near any of these people. I gasped as I raced down the street, running as fast as I could. My schoolgirl doll swished about my stage. My arms pumped. My chocolate-brown whisker flowed behind me, rubber and free. I was n't a bad fille. 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 spinal column of my oral cavity. My ramification burned.

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

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

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

I struggled to parse my memory board. There were these sinful flashes, thing that I would never do. Terrible matter. They made me blush just thinking about them. I shuddered, shaking my fountainhead. That was n't me. I was temptress White. I was XIX. A virgin. I made a promise.

I glanced down at my right paw and sighed in easement as I saw the promise ring on my finger. I twisted it, the amber dance band that my daddy had given me. I drew in a oceanic abyss intimation. I was beginning to relax.

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

I was wondering what I should do next when I heard a grumbling phone. I glanced on the street to see the headlights approach path. magnanimous headlight. Something big was approaching. I raised my hand against the glower, squinting to see. I heard a powerful engine growling and chugging.

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

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

"You okay ?"he asked."Kinda late for a young woman as Cy Young 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."

"Well, female child, I can give you a depend upon home."

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

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

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

I managed to get into the seat and closed the heavy door. This silly thrill raced through me. I sat so a great deal higher up than other cars I 've been in. I looked out of the window, smiling as he pulled away from the Curb. If we were driving through rule traffic, I 'd palpate so authoritative right now looking down at the former carts.

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

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

"hammer ?"

"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 victimized to running around with the coarser crowd. So, where do you live ?"

I told him my name and address as he drove the truck. The engine growled. He shifted the train with one hand, the other resting on the direction wheel. He kept glancing at me, I smiled back at him.

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

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

"Why not ?"

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

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

My face burn.

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

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

He chuckled."Well, there 's a solution to that job. Just got to choose someone that does n't go to your college."He glanced at me."Why, I 'll declare oneself my own cock for you to suck."

I swallowed.

"I mean, you really need to have it away. A young lady your age, why, she has to lie 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 as we stopped. He shifted the gears into the commons, the engine idling away.

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

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

My fingers covering my middle 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 punter look if you scoot closer."

I swallowed, shocked that this was happening. It stirred the strange heat inside of me. I never felt anything like this before. What is that about this that made me want to achieve down and spot him. I did n't do that. I swallowed, though, and leaned close, studying his peter. It thrust gruelling and knock out of his blue jean. The tip twitched and throbbed. I could see curls of chocolate-brown whisker around the base. A strange liquid beaded at the tip.

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

"corporate trust me, your pussy can debase to take it,"he said."But we 're talking about blowjobs here. Just scoot lower, open your mouth panoptic, and just breastfeed that big cock in your mouth. chance 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 warmly it was. It twitched and throbbed in my helping hand. It felt so alive. I shuddered, my clapper flicking over my lips. I lowered my head further. I closed my middle, opened my mouth, and descended the last few column inch.

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

I sucked.

His prick 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 warmth between my thighs growing and growing. It made me want to reach down and scratch it. I trembled, my hand tightening on his cock as I sucked again and again. My natural language danced, caressing it. I lapped up more of that liquidity 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 quill as I squirmed. I was growing so hot and wet between my thighs. 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 nurse a cock. Damn."

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

I kept sucking on his putz and bobbing my head. I slid my lips up and down his dick. I shuddered, this rut growing and growing between my thighs. It felt so loathsome. So gamy. I should n't be doing this. dad would be wild at me, but the teamster 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 dick. I slid as far down his shaft as I could, his tool pressing into the back 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 oral cavity. His mitt tightened in my brownish hair. He gripped me. I quivered, this frisson racing through my panties.

Was I a bad girlfriend for doing this ?

My tongue danced around the top of his cock. The nates creaked and groaned beneath us. His hand tightened. He pressed my school principal down hard. I gasped as his cock brushed the rear of my throat and then sneak down it.

He was sliding into my oesophagus !

He let out a throaty jest as he pressed my backtalk all the way down into his pubic hair. I could smell out this manly 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 trust you can take a turncock with such ease. Fuck."

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

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

"getting hot in your fiddling cunt ?"he asked. Then he chuckled."Of course you are, small strumpet. You 're in that sexy schoolgirl rig. Yeah, you wanted me to come in along so you could go down on my dick."

But I did n't want this.

I ached to assure him that, but I was too occupy sucking his stopcock. His putz throbbed and twitched in my mouth. That salty succus that leaked out of the tip of his rooster soaked my tongue. He tasted so good. I sucked hard on him, wanting more. I shuddered, my thighs still squirming, struggling to gourmandize 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 helping hand neared my snatch. I tried to clamp down on him with my legs, but he was so strong. He kept going.

I gasped as his raspy fingers reach my dainty panties. He rubbed them, pressing them into my flock. I shuddered, a naughty heat flowering in my twat. It was so intense. Blissful rippling flooded through me.

I could n't trust it. His touch felt awe-inspiring. I knew he should n't be touching me there, that I should make him stop, but his strokes just made me palpitate. I sucked on his cock with even more passion. I nursed on his dick with such hunger.

He groaned, his digit rubbing up and down my pussy. He touched my virgin flesh through my demure panties. All these naughty pleasures surged through me. My toes curled in my shoes, a whimper rise in my throat.

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

What did I necessitate ?

I gasped as he suddenly ripped my mouth off his stopcock. Then I was moving, seized by his strong hands. Before I knew it, he was lifting me onto his lap. The steering wheel pressed into my belly, my chest leaning over it. The horn honked as my chest pressed into it. I gasped as I felt his fingerbreadth hooking aside my scanty. I realized I was straddling him. I felt his dick nudging into my internal thigh and—

"Oh, no, no, I 'm a Virgo the 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 rooster touched my kitty-cat. The hand holding my panties aside moved away, sliding around me to snaffle my former hip. He held my waist blind drunk and, with a groan, he slammed me down his cock.

I gasped as my cherry popped.

I felt my Hymen tear for the first time. Then his stopcock was inside of me. Filling me. His girth stretched clear my twat. I shuddered while a Wave of heat washed through my virgin body. A delightful wave.

"Fucking darn, you 're tight,"he groaned."Now move those hips. taunt my dick."

I gripped the steering roulette wheel while this intense high temperature that burned from my pussy seized my legs. They flexed all on their own. I gasped and rose up his tool. I shuddered feeling my twat 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 vestal profundity. This wonderful warmth rippled through me. He massaged my inner depths. I lowered my head over the steering wheel, shocked that I was enjoying the teamster 's massive cock so much.

I should n't be doing this. I was a good girlfriend. A virgin. dad would be so tempestuous with me.

I shuddered, my pussy clenching around him. I slid back up his ray of light again, my zany clinging to the thick girth. I groaned, my hips dancing from slope to side. I stirred my pussy around his peter, the pleasure rushing through me. Then I slammed down him. I groaned, my optic fluttering. Sir Thomas More of that terrific heat rippled through me.

"Yeah, you like Hank 's big tool in your twat, 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 whore,"he groaned."I love the schoolgirl skirt. The white pantie. And the blouse ... Fucking hell, you 're a sexy thing."

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

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

A strange wiz built and built inside of me. Every prison term I slid down his turncock, this pressure swelled. It grew as I rose up his peter, too. My slit clung to him, increasing the clash of our flesh sliding past each other. It felt so amazing.

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

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

"I do n't care what your pappa thinks, I 'm busting my load inside of you,"he grunted."You want it. Your tight, hot bitch aches for it. Do n't it ?"

He was right. I wanted him, but I should n't. Why did he feel so goodness inside of me ? I rode him faster. I gripped the steering wheel, my nipples aching inside of my bra. I worked my kitty up and down his dick. I came closer and closer to that amazing joy. Something was going to happen inside of me.

Was I about to throw my first orgasm ? Was I going to cum on the trucker 's putz ? What form of Virgo did that ?

I slammed down him, shuddering. His peter filled me up so much. My pelvic arch danced from English to side. My body moved. It felt so innate to be riding his dick. Why ? I groaned, my fingers gripping the steering cycle. I arched my back, my brown fuzz swaying. I could n't look at much more of this.

"shtup 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, get it. aim my fucking load."

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

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

My slit convulsed as the undulation reached my creative thinker. disco biscuit spilled through my thinking. And more waves followed. They rushed through my body. I groaned and gasped, my drumhead shaking. Stars danced before my eyes as my kitty-cat seemed to melt about his cock. My twat massaged and writhed and drained his hammer dry. He grunted, his paw squeezing my pelvic arch as he flooded me.

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

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

Why did it finger so good ?

That question rippled through my psyche as Hank drove me home. I adjusted my article of clothing and pulled up my panties. They tingled around me, the electricity reaching into my twat. It was almost like the underwear had cleaned me up and made me totally. Pure. It was such a relaxing sensation. It soothed away my confusion. I sort of felt like I was waking up from a aspiration. Like I had only imagined I had sex with the motortruck device driver. I mean, I was a Virgo the Virgin.

I was a good girlfriend, right ?

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

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

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

No way at all.

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

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

He pulled away from the bridle, leaving me standing out on the sorry street. I swallowed, glancing at the sign.

Was Daddy still wake up ?

He must be so worried about me. Just to take a crap surely it had been a dream, I slid my hired man up my skirt. I felt so wicked for doing this rightfulness here on the street. It was in the midsection of the night. No one was around. My fingerbreadth slid up beneath the panties through the leg pickle. I stroked through my shrub to recover my vulva. I bit my broken lip. I found the folds of my pussy. I should n't be doing this, but ...

I felt my hymen.

I let out a sigh of ease and pulled my fingers away. It must consume just been a dream. It was just a weird coincidence that I had the salty sense of taste lingering my rima oris, or that I had this buzzing delight rippling through me. I was a Virgo the Virgin. I had proof. Taking a inscrutable breath, I marched ahead to the house. I climbed up the stairs, found the battlefront doorway unlock, and entered.

The lights flicked on from the animation room.

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

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

stupor rippled across his fount as I threw myself at him. I hugged him pissed and pressed my head into his chest.

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

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

The chill rippled from my panties. I swallowed, feeling how strong he was. How solid. He stared down at me with a unusual looking in his eye. He grabbed my articulatio humeri and pushed me back. He stared down my blouse. His brow furrowed even more. I glanced down, confused at what he was seeing.

"What happened to your breasts ?"he asked. His hands seized them through my blouse. I gasped in shock absorber as my dada groped my pocket-size boobs through my blouse and bra. He squeezed them."You lost respective cup sizing. You could n't receive been padding your bra all these years. Not the way you dress."

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

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

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

"A Virgo the 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 boob do n't pop out. I do n't know what to do with you, Delilah."

"pop ?"I said and then gasped as he ripped my blouse open. Buttons popped off, bouncing off his chest. He exposed my white bra cupping my diminished breasts. He shook his head, shocked."I did n't imagine them, right ? Your titmouse ?"

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

"You can prove that you 're a virgin ?"he asked."I only caught you with two boys finish year in your sleeping accommodation. All raw and writhing."

"We were studying !"I gasped, remembering the last clip I had two son in my bedroom. Daddy had been so angry. I did n't even think about it until he pointed out that I had the door closed and anything could have happened. But nothing had. I certainly had n't had a threesome with them. I had n't taken one of their cocks in my butt-hole and the other in my twat.

I was a dependable girl.

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

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

I drew up my skirt. Slowly. Daddy 's jaw dropped."Jesus, are you going to flash your goofball at me ?"

"Just so you can see that I have a hymen,"I said, my cheeks on attack. I pulled up my skirt high enough to expose my panty."Just tug down my underwear, and you will see. Honest, Daddy. I wo n't disappoint you. I 'm your good girl."

He laughed louder, almost hysterical. I did n't understand 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 party with those three male child, and I did n't deliver sex with a teamster, either. I did n't suck his stopcock until he exploded in my mouth, and I certainly did n't drink all his yummy cum.

papa fell to his knees, this bestial look on his look. I had never seen anything like it before. He was such a aristocratic and make love man. I gasped as he hooked the waistband my panty and ripped them down my thigh. He stared at my brown scrub, his centre narrowing.

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

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

I gasped as daddy thrust his digit against my vulva. He parted my slit brim and peered upward. I shuddered as he brushed my virginal membrane. He groaned, staring at my maidenhead.

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

"daddy, are you certainly you did n't give birth a incubus ? That does n't vocalize like me at all. I 'm your serious girl. I would never do anything dirty or filthy at all. I would n't suck stopcock or drive dicks or let son spout their cum all over my body. I would never do anything like that. You can see that, right ?"

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

I gasped as daddy buried his side into my kitty-cat. The shock of pleasure raced through me as his tongue lapped at my pussy faithful. He caressed my virginal membrane, his tongue flicking up to my clit. His hand suddenly went around my waist, grabbing my butt. I trembled, clutching my chick, staring down at him in shock.

"dad ?"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 tongue fluttered against me. My panties, bunched around my knees, tingled. I groaned, closing my eyes as that naughty pleasance built inside of me. The same bliss that haunted my dreams. The wicked heat that made me do such naughty matter. flashgun of natural process I never could receive performed darted through my mind. They only fueled the flame that pop 's tongue stroked in my pussy.

I liked it.

pa 's natural language lapped and licked at my pussy. I could n't think how heavy it felt. It was just incredible. He brushed my hymen, stroked my labia, and caressed my trivial clit. Sparks burst with each stroke. I had never felt anything like this in my life.

No. I never had a boy, or a female child, go down on me. Those were just soil dreams.

I shuddered, his unsmooth whiskers rasping against my medium flesh. His knife was so hungry. He lapped up my ointment, construction and building that heating system in me. This must be what an orgasm was. He was going to make me give one. I was going to cum. I could n't believe this. This was my daddy doing it, so did that puddle it okay ?

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

I shrugged out of my blouse, letting it fall to the floor. I stared down at him, my skirt bunched around my waist, almost blocking his eyes. He stared up at me with such hunger. 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 business firm, small boob 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 dirty dreams.

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

He danced over my hot flesh, driving me crazy. I shuddered, grabbing his hair for support. I gripped him, my hip joint writhing from English to side. I ground on his face and savored every little licking flapping of his tongue. He did such blue things to me. I quivered, a hot sensation construction and building interior of me.

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

"Deliverer, I ca n't conceive this is really you, enchantress,"he said. He pulled his face away from my twat, my cream dribbling down his chin."Have the last few years just been a pipe dream ?"

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

He groaned and buried his face back into my pussycat. I shuddered, loving it. This was n't wrong because I was with dad. I trembled in delight as he feasted on my crimson snatch. He licked and lapped at my tart juices. I groaned, my eyes fluttering as his tongue caressed me again and again.

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

I gasped as he fluttered against my clit, his tongue fluttering around it. That short nub, that Pearl nestled in the plication of my labia, explosion with delight. I gasped, swayed. My firm titties jiggled as the pleasure rippled about me. I groaned, my hip shaking from position to side. A wonderful passion swelled inside of me. His tongue teased my bud. Then his back talk sucked on it.

I gasped and bucked."daddy !"

He stared up at me with such hunger. Such loudness. I loved it. I never wanted him to stop looking at me that way. I held his hair, swaying. I ground my pussy against his hungry mouth. I loved the flavour of him against my naughty bits.

His clapper pressed against my virginal membrane. His fingers dug into my butt. He kneaded them, parting my butt-cheeks and making my sphincter chill. I gasped, pushing down the remembering of other dirty ambition I 'd had. I would never do anything back there. Not in a million, billion years. I would always be pappa 's thoroughly girl.

His cherry daughter.

He sucked on my clit hard. I gasped at the feel of his lips 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, little adept twinkling in the dark. I whimpered. Groaned.

I came for the first clip ever.

My pussy convulsed. I felt a spasming rich inside of me, aching to be filled by something. My virgin body trembled, my cherry juices bathing his face. I could smack my cocotte passion perfuming the air. I gasped as those waves of delectation splashed across my mind.

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

"You taste incredible, Delilah,"he growled.

His tongue licked and lapped at my plication. He gathered up all the juice overflowing out of me. It was incredible. I felt so dizzy from my coming. I shook my head word, more of those waves drowning my mind. My back arched, my house titties jiggling. Daddy held me sozzled as he feasted on me.

But it was n't enough. I swayed so a lot I lost my balance. Before I knew it, I was falling. I landed on my hindquarters and then I was sprawled on my back, my legs cattle farm. My skirt fluttered up to cover my stomach, my pussy exposed.

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

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

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

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

I gasped at the rustle of his jeans. He shoved them down in a flash. His cock popped out of his underdrawers a jiffy later. It was the initiative one I 'd ever seen. Those ones in the dreaming did n't calculate. I stared at my Daddy 's cock in shock. It thrust out midst and long from his night pubic hair. He moved over me, his with child balls 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 dependable girl. And that meant obeying my daddy.

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

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

My cherry stretched and stretched as he pressed forward. He growled like a hungry beast. My normally gentle dad transformed into something fierce and passionate. I gasped as he ran toward firmly. My hymen did n't brook a chance. It popped, a sharp botheration followed by an intense heat driving into my deepness. My eyes widened as I felt my daddy 's prick 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 unbelievable. It felt so right-hand. I know I should be a Virgo the Virgin forever, but this was my daddy. He fit me perfectly. My pussy squeezed around him, savoring the feel of his cinch. He groaned, staring at me with these burning eyes.

He kissed me.

I tasted my lemony juices on his lips as he drew back his cock. I whimpered into his mouth, my mamilla rubbing into his t-shirt. I felt his pectus through the cotton framework, his male lastingness. I quivered, my pussy clinging to his withdrawing pecker. The friction felt incredible, igniting something inside of me.

A fire that would run through me. An sexual climax that would be even sound than the one he gave me just moments ago.

He slammed back into my ruin astuteness. I groaned, squeezing around him. My naughty kitty-cat welcomed him. My implements of war and ramification wrapped around his dead body, holding him tight as I groaned into the kiss. I savored my bawd passion on his sass as his spit thrust into my oral cavity. He claimed my back talk like his cock claimed my pussy.

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

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

pa 's balls smacked into my taint over and over. He drove his cock hard into me. I gripped his torso, my arms and thighs were both wrapped around him. I held him tight as my fingernails clawed at his backbone. He stirred such heat in me. I was n't a Virgo any longer. My daddy had claimed me.

I was his.

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

"My small girl,"he growled as he nuzzled into my ear. He nibbled on it, sending shudder racing through me. My pussy clamped down on his cock, increasing the friction.

Increasing the pleasure.

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

My first orgasm.

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

I savored every moment of it.

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

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

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

So close to that moment of rapture.

He drove so punishing into me. So deep into me. That marvelous pecker filled me again and again. I whimpered, clutching to him. I shuddered, my hip 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 low orgasm."

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

"Was n't that a dream ?"I gasped."I do n't care, just keep driving your big dick into me. Oh, pa, I love you !"

I came.

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

My pussycat climaxed and writhed around his dick. I trembled in joy every time he rammed into me. He thrust harder, grunting. He lifted his straits, staring down into my middle. His were so Robert Brown and burning with his love. He hammered my convulsing goose, sending new and fresh waves of bliss sweeping through my body.

"Daddy !"I squealed.

I kept cumming and cumming on his tool. It was amazing. My orgasm flooded one after the former through my physical structure. This rush of naughty, incestuous delight surged through me. He buried hard in my snatch, his cock stirring me up. It was incredible. I trembled beneath him, squeezing tight around him. So a good deal ecstasy consumed me. I wanted to hold on experiencing this.

I wanted to save drowning in ecstasy.

But I also wanted something else. Something that only my papa could give me."papa ! 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 hairs. Such pleasure shot through my body.

Waves swept through me. Each one started by that hot cum splashing against my uterine cervix. Over and over, more and Thomas 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, daddy, yes !"I gasped as the strongest wafture yet swept through me.

Ecstasy drowned my nous. My thoughts swirled in eddies of raptus. I bucked and trembled beneath him as I milked his dick dry. I savored every drop of his cum. It felt so peculiar to take all of him. He was my daddy. I loved them so much. I nuzzled my olfactory organ against his, cooing in delight.

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

He pulled away of me, his cock ripping out of my cunt 's embracement. I gasped as his turncock left me. I was suddenly so empty again. He stood up, his cock swaying before him. He gleamed with my juices, proof that I was n't a Virgo any longer.

I shuddered, feeling a shiver racing from the panties even though they were not on me. It surged across the floor and hit my soundbox. My twat 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 prickling finished rippling through my kitty."Daddy, I 'm still a virgin."

"God, I just fucked you. You ca n't be a virgin."He shook his hard cock at me. His peter glistened with unusual succus. 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 jounce. He leaned down, witnessing my maidenhead.

"See, you can never spoil me. You can never make me impure. I will always be your virgin."I sat up, smiling at him. I grabbed his stopcock, smelling something tart and delicious on him."I 'll always roll in the hay you, Daddy !"

I opened my sass panoptic and sucked his cock into my mouth. I nursed on him, my buttock hollowing. It was such a bad thing to do. It was naughty, but this was my pappa 's gumshoe. His putz was dirty with something, and I just wanted to make 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 juices on his shaft.

It did birth the same tart flavor that I sometimes smelled when I felt naughty.

My Virgo pussy clenched as I nursed on him. He groaned, staring down at me with this look of cushion on his cheek. I bobbed my head teacher up and down his dick. My lips sealed sloshed about his shaft. He throbbed in my mouth.

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

I popped my lip off his prick and giggled."By not having sex, Daddy. 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 finger so juicy as I nursed on him. I bobbed my head, sliding my mouth up and down his shaft. I worked it around inside of me, rubbing against the roof of my mouth and the English of my cheeks.

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

"shucks,"he groaned."This is like a dreaming. But better. You keep becoming a Virgo the Virgin. You keep staying pure. I could fuck you on your hands and knee joint, and you would go back to being my Virgo girl again."

I popped my mouth off his dick and stared up at him."Would you ... ? Would you like to hump me like that ?"My cheeks burned as this virginal heat burst inside of my slit."I mean ... I 'm a good girl. If you need me to do it, I will. right now."

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

Again ? He could be such a zany man.

"I do anything for you, daddy,"I said, turning around. I knelt there, wiggling my stern at him. I felt so skanky and wanton. Like that dirty girl from my ambition. She had big tits and light-haired hair. Nothing like me.

pa groaned. I felt his middle running up and down my eubstance. It made me quiver. I licked my lips, swallowing. Then I gasped as I felt his hand on my right butt-cheek. He gripped me, squeezing. Then he pressed his cock against my pussy. Right against my virgin flesh. I shuddered, feeling so hot and naughty. I had this prankish ache inside of me.

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

"red cent, I can feel it,"he said. He pressed his dick a petty harder against my hymen. I felt my tissue layer stretching."You know how amazing this feels, enchantress ? Do you enjoy your pure body ?"

"Does it give you well-chosen, daddy ?"I asked.

"So very much."

I smiled in joy."Then it makes me well-chosen, too. Come on, daddy, you can have it. My virginity. I love you !"

pa thrust.

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

I gasped as pop slid his cock into me for the first clock time. I groaned as he stretched out my bozo. My material body expanded around his shaft then his balls smacked into my clitoris. I gasped as sparks of pleasure burst through me. My small breasts jiggled.

My fingers clenched against the mild rug. I groaned as Daddy drew back. I found myself rocking back, not wanting to let any of his cock flight me. But he kept sliding out of me. more and more of his gumshoe 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 cheek. My hips wiggled, stirring my deflowered pussy around his girth. It was incredible. His cock felt so wondrous. So nonplus. He groaned and gasped, fucking me laborious. He pounded me. I whimpered, savoring every second of it. He thrust so intemperate into me. So fast.

He must fuck how I feel.

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

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

My pussy squeezed around him, welcoming his hawkshaw every clip he buried into me. Little waves of delectation washed through me, and I just knew something impressive would happen. I would have a genuine delight when my daddy came in me. I groaned, savoring every second of this. Every hot plunge of his putz thrusting into me. He fucked me hard. He filled me up. It was incredible.

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

"Dad ?"a new articulation groaned.

I gasped, looking up to see my older crony, truncheon, standing at the entering of the sustenance room. He wore merely a duad of shorts, his consistency Edward Young and muscular, his hair Lapplander tad of brown as mine. He rubbed his centre like he could n't think what he was seeing. Daddy groaned, holding me smashed, his dick buried to the hilt in me.

He was n't fucking me any longer.

I gasped, wiggling my hips around his irradiation, stirring him up. I wanted him to pump his stopcock in and out of me.

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

"Your sister is n't a whore !"pappa roared."She 's a honest young woman. She 's just helping me out. I ca n't stop myself. She 's so often like your mother."

"red cent,"Billy said."If you to fuck her, why not me ? I had to bear from her flaunting around the sign, showing off those big breast of hers, like she was teasing me to know her. Why do n't I just jostle my cock into her mouth right now ? Huh ? I mean, if you do n't share her Dad ..."

His threat hung in the air.

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

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

I shuddered as billy goat shoved down his boxer. His dick flopped out, as strong as pappa 's. A risque ripple ran through me as I stared at it. Then I gasped as Daddy started fucking me again. He pumped his putz in and out of me as Billy brought his peter closer to my mouth. I opened wide and swallowed my brother 's cock. I was a secure girl. I was just helping out my family. I loved my dad and my brother.

I wanted them both to be happy.

I sucked hard on billy 's peter. He groaned, grabbing my hair. He slammed his putz deep into me, fucking my mouth like pop fucked my pussy. Both their pecker were pumping in and out of me. I felt spit-roasted on them.

This naughty, incestuous Benjamin Rush ran through me. My orgasm built faster and faster as I sucked on truncheon 's dick. My cunt squeezed down on dad 's cock. I wiggled my hips, stirring him up interior of me. I rocked between them, working my back talk up and down Billy 's thrusting prick while pop pumped his dick in and out of my pussy.

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

I sucked as hard as I could on baton 's pecker. He groaned, his muscular chest rippling above me. twaddle ran down my Kuki. The gustation of his precum filled my back talk. That was what it was called, right ? I seem to recollect hearing it in my naughty dreams. I shuddered, my pelvic girdle wiggling back and forth, stirring pop 's pecker around inside me.

They were both grunting. Growling.

"suction my cock, minuscule prostitute,"Billy groaned.

"She 's not a woman of the street !"dad growled, slamming his hawkshaw hard and abstruse into my cunt."She 's your loving, short sister. respectfulness her."

"Sure,"billy club groaned."Goddamn, I 've wanted you to absorb my shaft for so long, Delilah. Fuck, I got to explode in your mouth."

I sucked harder, wanting them both to blow up. I wanted both my brother and my pa to be so happy. To make full amazing. I squeezed my deflowered pussy around daddy 's thrusting dick. He groaned, his threatening ball smacking into my clitoris. Delicious sparks burst from it. My orgasm came closer and closer.

I was going to cum pleasing both of them.

I squeezed my eye shut, rocking between them. They both used me. Fucked me. Billy held my haircloth as he groaned. He drove his dick farther and farther down my throat. His prick slammed down my esophagus. Before I knew it, his thick pubic hair's-breadth was rubbing into my lips and his orchis were smacking into my chin. He groaned in delight.

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

"She is not a fornicatress !"pop howled as he buried his dick in me.

I came.

My pussy quivered around dad 's shaft. It rippled and writhed. I squealed around Billy 's tool. I sucked hard as daddy rammed into me. Wave of delight washed out of my pussy. Sparks salvo before my oculus.

The pleasure was stupendous.

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

Stars burst across my eyes.

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

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

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

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

I came harder.

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

The wickedness swelled and swirled across my vision. My coming intensified so much, I could n't remember. I was just a quivering ball of bod pleasing the men of my family. I felt myself drifting. Floating. Tingles raced through me as I shuddered.

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

I felt like I was on my position, my pussy and mouth both suddenly empty. The pleasure began to dwindle. I had just blown my brother and daddy. The frisson intensified around my pussy, cleansing me. I was becoming pure.

My oculus fluttered undefended. The juicy dream I was having faded away. It was so prankish of me to imagine that I had sucked on my Brother 's cock while Daddy fucked me hard from behind.

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

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

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

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

I spread my thighs, my finger's breadth parting my pussy sass adorned by my soft down of brown haircloth. I nudged my virginal membrane."See, no rooster has ever been in me."

"What the piece of ass ?"groaned my brother.

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

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

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

I was.

Joy surged through me, followed by a crisp prick of pain as my pal popped my cerise and slammed his dick into my pure deepness. I shuddered, taking my outset cock ever. All those former ones did n't count.

They were only naughty dreams.

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The pattern quivered with excitement. The magic was incredible. Restoring her virginity again and again and mind-controlling her into believing that she was always having her 1st time was intoxicating. The hypothesis the panties held were amazing.

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

A question.

Got Milk ?

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

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