Mind-Control Panties

level Twelve : Virgin Cherry joy

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

notation : Thanks to Alex for Beta reading this !

The euphony pulsing through the house stirred the chassis 's ancient soul. Though the music was innovative, made with electronics and possessing alien auditory sensation, the beat it created was primal. Something passed down and down and down through the propagation of men from dim antiquity. The figure wanted to dance. To revel in the music and to indulge in the hormones permeating the room.

The figure of speech was crashing a college house party.

College student flocked around, drinking beer and smoking ganja. The sour-sweet nip of the drug mixed with the sugary odor of wine tank. They laughed. Cheered. It passed a dyad of girls making out in the livelihood room, stripped down to their bras. This was the perfect place to leave its raw creation.

It held in its hand a delicacy and pristine pair of panty. Something cut for a schoolgirl to break, full of all that virginal promise. A circle of white lacing encircled it and it had two countersign written in the burnished, reddest coloration : cerise Tart.

The figure fought the surge to determine the two girls kissing. They were doing it willingly, mostly. One was stoned and the other almost drunk, but it was n't from its magic. It was n't the same as twisting and turning and molding fille into new beings. To prove them different delight. The female child 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***********. Alien but quotidian. They twisted their physical structure to let it pass, not breaking their conversations or looking up from their phones. On the second floor, the speech sound of sex and shouting grew louder and louder. Boys were cheering. There was a girlfriend in there, a slut writhing in passion.

siren White had a cock in all three of her hollow. The nineteen-year-old miss was a old-timer of being gang-banged. She reveled in epicurean lecherousness. Her tumid knocker bounced before her as she rode up and down on Bruce 's thick turncock. The mixed-race youth gripped her hips as she worked up and down his dick. Ryan fucked her from behind, a grandiloquent, twenty-year-old boy with a goatee. Nate was the one feeding siren his cock. He was dead, his total darkness tomentum buzzed short like a soldier 's and possessed the compact anatomy of a wrestler.

"That 's it, suck that dick,"he ground as the shape dropped the peculiar pair of panty on Delilah 's toss clothing. In the appendage, it snatched up her dainty thong, a strip of black cloth that did n't face like it could cover anything.

The build wanted to ride out. To look on her fornication. The name had plans, a new idea to test with this pair of panties. 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 hair 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 guys have finished using her and Delilah was sobering up, she stumbled towards her clothing. So a lot jizz spilled down out of her kettle of fish. The mettle dribbled from her ass. It ran down her thighs. It coated her.

Dad 's going to be so pixilated when I get domicile, she thought with some glee, aching to bewilder her activities in his human face. Ever since her mother died, her father sought to control her. She hated it.

She bent down and snagged up the panties.

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

She snorted and stepped into them.

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Delilah White

A strange tingling ran through me as I stepped into these kiddy panties. I could n't believe someone had stolen my thong and replaced them with these. They had fucking lace around them. And that childish applesauce on the book binding.

Cherry Tart.

real subverter. These were something a Virgo who wanted to pretend that she was a bad little girl would buy at Hot Topic. I rolled my centre as I drew them up my legs. I savored the foreign tingle running through me. I smirked as I felt the cum leaking out of me. At to the lowest degree I would stain these. Whatever dumb girl left hers behind, I would lead pleasure in ruining them.

I smiled as I drew the pantie higher and higher. I shuddered as it slid up my thigh, smearing the cum as it went. The semen was soaking the fabric now. Sir Thomas More chill 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 boob. They were growing small. Why were they so big ? I had small chest. Little boobies. My cheeks burned. I shook my principal, noticing, for a moment, that my ringlet looked blonde and not my usual brown. 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 virgin pussy clenched. I could n't have had sex. I was a pure girl. A good fille. Oh, my daddy was going to be so mad. I had to get out of here. I grabbed my bra, sliding it on. For a moment, it seemed too big. And black. I did n't own black bra.

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

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

I breathed in as relief filled me. What was wrong with me ? This skirt clearly fell past my knees. It was finely. I stepped into the tartan skirt, office of my college 's schooling uniform. Of row, I was the only young woman 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 crisp, white blouse. Something a schoolgirl would have on and ...

I pulled on my white blouse, quickly buttoning it up. I did n't birth fourth dimension to gather 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 crisp. desire to total here and ride on my rooster. Put your hairsbreadth up in pigtails."

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

I heard him erupt into laughter.

I darted down the stairs, confused why I was even here. Of path, I heard that there was a party at Ryan 's theatre, but I would never go to something like this. Oh, my dada must be so interest about me. I wanted to call him, but I did n't be intimate 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 first gear floor and darted over the passed out guy. He was snoring, his shirt off. somebody had drawn a penis on his case. It was disgusting. Filthy. I leaped over him and raised for the movement door. I heard someone call my name and say something rude. Something absolutely oil. I could n't believe it. I was a good girl. Why would he even think I 'd do something like that ?

I would never suck a cock.

I burst out of the business firm and onto the street. I just had to get away. I could n't be anywhere near any of these hoi polloi. I gasped as I raced down the street, running as fast as I could. My schoolgirl skirt swished about my leg. My arms pumped. My brown hair flowed behind me, good and free. I was n't a bad girl. I did n't even understand how I got here. I kept running and running and running. My slope ached. I tasted a coppery feel at the back of my mouth. My ramification burned.

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

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

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

I struggled to parse my remembering. There were these wicked flashes, matter that I would never do. Terrible things. They made me crimson just thinking about them. I shuddered, shaking my head. That was n't me. I was femme fatale White. I was nineteen. A Virgin. I made a promise.

I glanced down at my the right way hand and sighed in ease as I saw the promise ring on my finger. I twisted it, the gold band that my pop had given me. I drew in a deep breath. I was beginning to relax.

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

I was wondering what I should do next when I heard a grumbling auditory sensation. I glanced on the street to see the headlights access. vauntingly headlamp. Something big was approaching. I raised my manus against the glare, squinting to see. I heard a powerful engine growl and chugging.

I trembled, curious at who was stopping to avail 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 trailer attached, so the device driver must be going home or something. I squeaked when the passenger door suddenly creaked out-of-doors. A man with a duncish mustache peered out at me, leaning over the workbench seat.

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

"I 'm lost,"I said."I was at this terrible company 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 fuck where I am."

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

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

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

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

I managed to get into the seat and closed the arduous door. This light-headed boot raced through me. I sat so a great deal gamy up than other railcar I 've been in. I looked out of the window, smiling as he pulled away from the AMEX. If we were driving through pattern traffic, I 'd feel so important rightfield now looking down at the early 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."

"pecker ?"

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

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

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

"So, the idea 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 girls. A slut."

"Well, more than just sluts suction cock,"he said."I mean, a boy thing. Sorry."

My cheeks burn.

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

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

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

I swallowed.

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

I swallowed as the truck slowed down. I heard the air brakes relinquish the pressure as we stopped. He shifted the gearing into the park, the railway locomotive idling away.

"I promise that no will lie with that you suck my cock."

A strange tingle raced around my scanty. 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 jean rustling. I knew he was pulling it out. His cock. This wicked tickle went through me. I could n't believe this was happening.

My fingers 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 peep. Curious ? You 'll get a respectable 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 require to hand down and allude him. I did n't do that. I swallowed, though, and leaned closer, studying his cock. It jabbing strong and ping out of his denim. The tip twitched and throbbed. I could see curl of brown hair around the Qaeda. A unknown liquidity beaded at the tip.

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

"Trust me, your kitty can stretch to take it,"he said."But we 're talking about cock sucking here. Just scoot lower, open your mouth wide, and just suck that big tool in your oral cavity. see 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 warm it was. It twitched and throbbed in my hand. It felt so alive. I shuddered, my tongue flicking over my sassing. I lowered my fountainhead further. I closed my eyes, opened my mouth, and descended the last few column inch.

I shuddered when I felt him pressing into my sass. I pulled my teeth back, instinctively knowing I should n't brush his flesh with them. I slid my lips over his cock, engulfing the crown. My 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 lollipop. A salty flavored one. I shuddered, that wet heating between my thighs growing and growing. It made me need to reach down and scrub it. I trembled, my bridge player tightening on his cock as I sucked again and again. My lingua danced, caressing it. I lapped up Thomas More of that liquid leaking out.

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

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

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

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

I kept sucking on his pecker and bobbing my read/write head. I slid my lips up and down his tool. I shuddered, this heat growing and growing between my thigh. It felt so repellent. So naughty. I should n't be doing this. Daddy would be angry at me, but the trucker was right. I had to know.

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

The trucker was groaning and grunting as I worked my oral cavity up and down his dick. I slid as far down his barb as I could, his stopcock pressing into the back of my throat before I slid back up. I sucked the entire way, my cheek hollowing. I just knew that he loved it. He enjoyed my mouth. His hand tightened in my brown hair. He gripped me. I quivered, this quiver racing through my panties.

Was I a bad young lady for doing this ?

My tongue danced around the top of his cock. The seat creaked and groaned beneath us. His manus tightened. He pressed my capitulum down hard. I gasped as his cock brushed the back of my pharynx and then err down it.

He was sliding into my esophagus !

He let out a throaty joke as he pressed my lips all the way down into his pubic hair. I could smack this manfully musk. His cock was stretching out my pharynx. I moaned, humming around him, instinctively knowing he 'd like that.

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

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

He drew my head up by pulling my fuzz. It hurt and yet that only made me feel wetter between my thighs. He groaned as I sucked so hard. My tongue danced around his shaft. I caressed him with use. It felt like I knew what I was doing. Like I really was a natural-born prick patsy. That was out of the question. I could n't be that. I squirmed, rubbing my second joint together. My skirt rustled.

"Getting hot in your picayune cunt ?"he asked. Then he chuckled."Of course you are, niggling loose woman. You 're in that sexy schoolgirl rig. Yeah, you wanted me to arrive along so you could fellate my dick."

But I did n't want this.

I ached to severalise him that, but I was too occupy sucking his cock. His dick throbbed and twitched in my mouth. That salty succus that leaked out of the tip of his cock soaked my lingua. 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, jade,"he said and then shoved his script between my thighs.

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

I gasped as his fierce fingers reach my delicacy panties. He rubbed them, pressing them into my folds. I shuddered, a naughty heat blossoming in my kitty-cat. It was so intense. Blissful ripples flooded through me.

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

He groaned, his fingers rubbing up and down my puss. He touched my virgin physique through my demure panty. All these naughty pleasance surged through me. My toes curled in my brake shoe, a whimper rebellion in my throat.

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

What did I need ?

I gasped as he suddenly ripped my back talk off his putz. Then I was moving, seized by his warm 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 titty pressed into it. I gasped as I felt his fingers hooking aside my panties. I realized I was straddling him. I felt his cock nudging into my intimate thigh and—

"Oh, no, no, I 'm a Virgo the Virgin !"I gasped as his pecker slid up my interior second joint towards my pussy.

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

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

I gasped as my cherry popped.

I felt my hymen tear for the start metre. Then his cock was inside of me. Filling me. His cinch stretched open up my goose. I shuddered while a wave of hotness washed through my Virgo the Virgin body. A delicious wave.

"ass damn, you 're nasty,"he groaned."Now move those articulatio coxae. rally my dick."

I gripped the steering wheel while this acute heating plant that burned from my pussy seized my legs. They flexed all on their own. I gasped and rose up his cock. I shuddered feeling my pussy sliding up his dick. But not to 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 deepness. This wonderful heating plant rippled through me. He massaged my inner depths. I lowered my headspring over the steering rack, shocked that I was enjoying the trucker 's monumental stopcock so much.

I should n't be doing this. I was a respectable girl. A Virgin. pop would be so raging with me.

I shuddered, my pussy clenching around him. I slid back up his shaft again, my twat clinging to the thick girth. I groaned, my rose hip dancing from side to side. I stirred my kitty around his cock, the pleasure rushing through me. Then I slammed down him. I groaned, my eyes fluttering. More of that grand heat rippled through me.

"Yeah, you like Hank 's big dick in your snatch, do n't you ?"he grunted, his bridge player 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 doll. The white scanty. And the blouse ... Fucking hell, you 're a aphrodisiac thing."

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

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

A foreign sensation built and built inside of me. Every time I slid down his cock, this pressure swelled. It grew as I rose up his cock, too. My twat 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 cock,"panted Hank."darn, your tight and hot. I 'm going to fire so a great deal cum inside of you."

I gasped, my pussy squeezing down on him. That made our gamey activity feel 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 care what your dada thinks, I 'm busting my load inside of you,"he grunted."You want it. Your mean, hot cunt ache for it. Do n't it ?"

He was right. I wanted him, but I should n't. Why did he feel so good inside of me ? I rode him faster. I gripped the guidance wheel, my pap aching inside of my bra. I worked my pussy up and down his prick. I came closer and closer to that amazing pleasure. Something was going to hap interior of me.

Was I about to have my first orgasm ? Was I going to cum on the trucker 's pecker ? 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 side. My body moved. It felt so natural to be riding his tool. Why ? I groaned, my finger gripping the steering bike. I arched my back, my brown hair swaying. I could n't take much more of this.

"Fuck me,"he groaned as I slammed down his prick. As I rose up his shaft of light, his dick twitched. I felt something hot spurting interior of me."Yes, rent it. ask my fucking load."

I gasped, realizing he was spurting his source in me. It was his semen. His cum. I slammed down his rooster and gasped, feeling every spirt splashing into the depths of my pussy. It sent this wave of joy through me.

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

My kitty-cat convulsed as the wave reached my thinker. Ecstasy spilled through my persuasion. And more Wave followed. They rushed through my organic structure. I groaned and gasped, my head shaking. Stars danced before my optic as my pussy seemed to melt about his cock. My puss massaged and writhed and drained his cock dry. He grunted, his hand squeezing my hips as he flooded me.

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

I whimpered, panting. My breasts 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 retentive. I whimpered in delight, feeling his cum inside of me. His dick softened. What happened ? Why did I do that ?

Why did it palpate so expert ?

That question rippled through my head as Hank drove me nursing home. I adjusted my wear and pulled up my panties. They tingled around me, the electricity reaching into my pussy. It was almost like the underwear had cleaned me up and made me altogether. Pure. It was such a unbend esthesis. It soothed away my confusedness. I kind of felt like I was waking up from a dream. Like I had only imagined I had sex with the motortruck driver. I mean, I was a virgin.

I was a good girl, right ?

I could n't see to it before him, but I knew I still had my hymen.

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

"Thank you for the ride,"I said, giving him a civil nod. It had to feature just been some wild imagination. I must have dozed off while he was driving me dwelling house. There was no way I would throw sucked his hammer and then given him my virginity.

No way at all.

Just like I would n't throw 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 tartan annulus flaring about my legs. I pushed them down before he saw my pantie. My boldness burned. Oh gosh, how embarrassing would it have been if he 'd glimpsed those ?

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

Was papa still awake ?

He must be so upset about me. Just to micturate sure it had been a dream, I slid my hand up my wench. I felt so wicked for doing this right here on the street. It was in the midriff of the night. No one was around. My fingers slid up beneath the panties through the leg fix. I stroked through my crotch hair to receive my vulva. I bit my broken lip. I found the folds of my pussycat. I should n't be doing this, but ...

I felt my hymen.

I let out a sigh of relief and pulled my finger away. It must have just been a pipe dream. It was just a unearthly coincidence that I had the salty taste lingering my mouth, or that I had this buzzing pleasure rippling through me. I was a virgin. I had proof. Taking a rich breathing place, I marched ahead to the star sign. I climbed up the steps, found the front line room access unlocked, and entered.

The Inner Light flicked on from the living room.

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

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

Shock rippled across his face as I threw myself at him. I hugged him pissed and contract my head into his chest.

"siren ?"he asked."Did you dye your hairsbreadth back brown again ?"

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

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

"What happened to your chest ?"he asked. His hired man seized them through my blouse. I gasped in shock as my daddy groped my small boobs through my blouse and bra. He squeezed them."You lost several cup size of it. You could n't have been padding your bra all these years. Not the way you dress."

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

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

I gasped in outrage."I 'm a 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 surprise your tits do n't pop out. I do n't cognize what to do with you, Delilah."

"daddy ?"I said and then gasped as he ripped my blouse heart-to-heart. clitoris popped off, bouncing off his chest. He exposed my white bra cupping my small breasts. He shook his principal, shocked."I did n't imagine them, right ? Your tits ?"

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

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

"We were studying !"I gasped, remembering the go clock time I had two son in my sleeping accommodation. Daddy 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 ingest happened. But cipher had. I certainly had n't had a threesome with them. I had n't taken one of their turncock in my butt-hole and the other in my snatch.

I was a well girl.

"Prove it. Prove that you 're a Virgo the Virgin. I do n't know what weird game you 're playing, enchantress, but let 's see."

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

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

"Just so you can see that I have a virginal membrane,"I said, my cheek on fire. I pulled up my skirt gamey enough to peril my panties."Just tug down my underclothing, and you will see. Honest, Daddy. I wo n't disappoint you. I 'm your thoroughly girl."

He laughed louder, almost hysterical. I did n't understand what was happening. What had gone on tonight ? cipher believed that I was a virgin. I messed up by going to this company and then blacking out. But I had my hymen. I just proved it. I did n't give birth sex at the political party with those three boys, and I did n't make sex with a truck driver, either. I did n't suck up his cock until he exploded in my mouth, and I certainly did n't booze all his yummy cum.

pop fell to his knees, this bestial look on his nerve. I had never seen anything like it before. He was such a placate and loving man. I gasped as he hooked the waistband my step-in and ripped them down my thigh. He stared at my brown bush, his eyes narrowing.

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

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

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

"sanctum shucks, you are a Virgo the Virgin,"he said."But ... but the way you 've acted the last two age. You practically threw it in my face."

"Daddy, are you sure you did n't have a incubus ? That does n't sound like me at all. I 'm your right girlfriend. I would never do anything dirty or filthy at all. I would n't suck cocks or ride hawkshaw 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 reinvigorated. Spicy. You 've never been used before."

I gasped as Daddy buried his facial expression into my pussycat. The shock of pleasure raced through me as his tongue lapped at my kitty flexure. He caressed my hymen, his natural language flicking up to my clit. His mitt suddenly went around my shank, grabbing my tooshie. I trembled, clutching my skirt, staring down at him in shock.

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

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

I whimpered as his lingua fluttered against me. My panties, bunched around my knees, tingled. I groaned, closing my eyes as that naughty pleasure built inside of me. The same bliss that haunted my dreaming. The wicked estrus that made me do such naughty things. Flashes of activities I never could have performed darted through my idea. They only fueled the fervency that dada 's tongue stroked in my pussy.

I liked it.

pappa 's tongue lapped and licked at my pussy. I could n't believe how not bad it felt. It was just incredible. He brushed my maidenhead, stroked my labia, and caressed my piffling clit. Sparks burst with each stroke. I had never felt anything like this in my life.

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

I shuddered, his rough out whiskers rasping against my sensible flesh. His glossa was so hungry. He lapped up my pick, building and building that heating system in me. This must be what an sexual climax was. He was going to make me have one. I was going to cum. I could n't believe this. This was my dada doing it, so did that make it okay ?

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

I shrugged out of my blouse, letting it fall to the floor. I stared down at him, my wench bunched around my waist, almost blocking his eyes. 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 house, small breasts to him. He had to see that I always had small tits. I was n't some big-breasted whore like I was in those filthy dreams.

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

He danced over my hot flesh, driving me wild. I shuddered, grabbing his haircloth for support. I gripped him, my articulatio coxae writhing from side to side. I ground on his cheek and savored every piddling drubbing flutter of his natural language. He did such naughty things to me. I quivered, a hot genius building and building interior of me.

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

"Jesus, I ca n't conceive this is really you, femme fatale,"he said. He pulled his face away from my slit, my ointment dribbling down his chin."Have the last few yr just been a dream ?"

"Maybe,"I said."Because this is who I am. I 'm your full lady friend. Your virgin. You never have to care about me again, daddy."

He groaned and buried his face back into my pussy. I shuddered, loving it. This was n't haywire because I was with dada. I trembled in joy as he feasted on my cherry 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 little bud. My clitoris.

I gasped as he fluttered against my clit, his glossa fluttering around it. That short nub, that Pearl nestled in the flock of my labia, explosion with pleasure. I gasped, swayed. My firm titties jiggled as the joy rippled about me. I groaned, my articulatio coxae shaking from side to side. A wonderful heat swelled inside of me. His tongue teased my bud. Then his brim sucked on it.

I gasped and bucked."daddy !"

He stared up at me with such thirstiness. Such intensity. I loved it. I never wanted him to stop looking at me that way. I held his whisker, swaying. I ground my twat against his athirst mouthpiece. I loved the feel of him against my gamey bits.

His tongue pressed against my hymen. His fingers dug into my ass. He kneaded them, parting my butt-cheeks and making my sphincter prickling. I gasped, pushing down the memories of early foul dreaming I 'd had. I would never do anything back there. Not in a million, billion years. I would always be papa 's good girl.

His cherry daughter.

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

I came for the first gear time ever.

My kitty convulsed. I felt a spasming trench inside of me, aching to be filled by something. My Virgo the Virgin torso trembled, my carmine juices bathing his face. I could sense my cyprian passion perfuming the air. I gasped as those Wave of delight splashed across my mind.

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

"You taste incredible, Delilah,"he growled.

His tongue licked and lapped at my bend. He gathered up all the juices overflowing out of me. It was incredible. I felt so dizzy from my coming. I shook my caput, to a greater extent of those moving ridge drowning my judgement. My back arched, my house titties jiggling. Daddy held me closely 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 spine, my leg bed covering. My skirt fluttered up to cover my breadbasket, my pussy exposed.

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

"I 'm mulct, Daddy,"I said."My, oh my, that was unbelievable. I ca n't think how awful that felt."

"I know,"he groaned."piece of tail, 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 New York minute. His stopcock popped out of his boxers a heartbeat later. It was the showtime one I 'd ever seen. Those I in the dreaming did n't count. I stared at my daddy 's cock in shock. It thrust out thick and long from his iniquity pubic hair. He moved over me, his heavy glob swaying beneath him. I gasped as I realized what he was going to do. A wave of concern washed through me.

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

"femme fatale,"he growled, placing the tip of his cock against my virgin flesh. I gasped as he brushed my button, sparks bursting from my nub. Then he slid it bring down."I 'm no-count, you 're just so aphrodisiac. I miss your mummy. You look just like her. You 're not that whorish daughter any longer. You 're stark. Like she was."

"papa !"I gasped I felt his putz pressing on my hymen.

My cherry tree stretched and stretched as he pressed forward. He growled like a athirst beast. My normally gentle pop transformed into something fierce and passionate. I gasped as he ran toward hard. My maidenhead did n't digest a hazard. It popped, a crisp pain followed by an vivid rut driving into my profundity. My center widened as I felt my pappa 's turncock woof my newly deflowered pussy.

His clod smacked into me.

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

He kissed me.

I tasted my tart juice on his lips as he drew back his peter. I whimpered into his mouthpiece, my mamilla rubbing into his tee shirt. I felt his chest through the cotton fabric, his male strength. I quivered, my pussycat clinging to his withdrawing pecker. The clash felt incredible, igniting something inside of me.

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

He slammed back into my deflowered depths. I groaned, squeezing around him. My naughty twat welcomed him. My arms and legs wrapped around his physical structure, holding him cockeyed as I groaned into the kiss. I savored my woman of the street passion on his sass as his tongue thrust into my mouth. He claimed my mouth like his cock claimed my pussy.

I trembled in joy as he pumped away at me. Our body moved and heaved together. It was wonderful. His dick buried into me over and over, his balls smacking into my shape. Against the fundament slope of my butt-cheeks and that strip of flesh between my kitty-cat in my asshole.

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

Daddy 's bollock smacked into my taint over and over. He drove his cock hard into me. I gripped his torso, my coat of arms and second joint were both wrapped around him. I held him tight as my fingernails clawed at his book binding. He stirred such Passion in me. I was n't a virgin any longer. My pa had claimed me.

I was his.

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

"My footling fille,"he growled as he nuzzled into my ear. He nibbled on it, sending frisson racing through me. My pussy clamped down on his hammer, increasing the friction.

Increasing the pleasure.

My nipples throbbed against his muscular breast 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 stab bringing me near and closer to that wonderful rapture.

My first orgasm.

I was so eager for it. I hungered for my climax. I wanted to feel his cock slamming into me and taking me to that wonderful ecstasy. I knew it would be incredible. A import of pure bliss. I humped against him, grinding my button against his pubic pitcher. light flared inside of me.

I savored every moment of it.

"Yes, yes, Daddy !"I moaned."Oh, daddy, I love your cock in me. Am I being a commodity girlfriend ?"

"Yes !"he growled. He thrust harder, driving that hawkshaw so cryptical into me."You 're finally my good lady friend, Delilah."

That made me shudder. My kitty-cat clamped down hard on his dick, clutching to him as he drew back. He slammed back in, my pussy welcoming him. So unbelievable. His pubic bone ground against my clitoris, little sparks bursting from it every time. I whimpered, my eyes fluttering. I was so close to exploding.

So close to that moment of rapture.

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

"daddy ! papa !"I moaned."It 's about to encounter. I 'm about to get my first of all orgasm."

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

"Was n't that a dreaming ?"I gasped."I do n't care, just continue driving your big tool into me. Oh, Daddy, I love you !"

I came.

My pussy writhed and spasmed about his cock. That terrific pleasure rushed through me. It rippled up my dead body 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 cock. I trembled in delight every time he rammed into me. He thrust harder, grunting. He lifted his fountainhead, staring down into my middle. His were so brownish and burning with his love. He hammered my convulsing twat, sending new and sassy Wave of cloud nine sweeping through my body.

"Daddy !"I squealed.

I kept cumming and cumming on his dick. It was amazing. My climax flooded one after the former through my body. This rush of naughty, incestuous delight surged through me. He buried hard in my pussy, his putz stirring me up. It was incredible. I trembled beneath him, squeezing tight around him. So much raptus consumed me. I wanted to maintain experiencing this.

I wanted to celebrate drowning in ecstasy.

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

"Oh, God,"he groaned. His face twisted as he slammed his putz deep in me.

His cum fired into me.

I gasped as I felt him spurting over and over into me. I quivered on the story, the carpet rasping beneath my spinal column and rump. I shuddered beneath him, my nipples kissing his chest and his curly hairs. Such joy shot through my body.

Waves swept through me. Each one started by that hot cum splashing against my cervix uteri. Over and over, more than and 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, dada, yes !"I gasped as the impregnable wave yet swept through me.

rapture drowned my mind. My thought process swirled in Mary Morse Baker Eddy of rapture. I bucked and trembled beneath him as I milked his dick dry. I savored every drop of his cum. It felt so peculiar to take all of him. He was my daddy. I loved them so a great deal. I nuzzled my nose against his, cooing in delight.

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

He pulled away of me, his cock ripping out of my cunt 's embrace. I gasped as his pecker 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 tingle racing from the panties even though they were not on me. It surged across the base and hit my consistence. My pussy felt electrified. I gasped and groaned as pop shook his head.

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

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

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

"Daddy, see,"I said. I reached down and depart my puss 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 botch me. You can never make up me impure. I will always be your virgin."I sat up, smiling at him. I grabbed his cock, smelling something tart and scrumptious on him."I 'll always make out you, dada !"

I opened my brim full and sucked his gumshoe into my mouth. I nursed on him, my impertinence hollowing. It was such a bad affair to do. It was naughty, but this was my dad 's dick. His cock was dirty with something, and I just wanted to clean him up. The liquid tasted amazing.

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

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

My virgin pussy clenched as I nursed on him. He groaned, staring down at me with this look of shock on his face. I bobbed my mind up and down his dick. My back talk sealed tight about his rotating shaft. He throbbed in my mouth.

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

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

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

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

"red cent,"he groaned."This is like a dream. But better. You keep becoming a Virgo. You keep staying pure. I could bed you on your hands and knees, and you would go back to being my virgin daughter again."

I popped my mouth off his prick and stared up at him."Would you ... ? Would you like to fuck me like that ?"My cheeks burned as this pure heating system bust inside of my pussy."I mean ... I 'm a skillful girl. If you need me to do it, I will. Right now."

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

Again ? He could be such a empty-headed man.

"I do anything for you, daddy,"I said, turning around. I knelt there, wiggling my behind at him. I felt so wicked and wanton. Like that grime female child from my dreams. She had big tit and light-haired hair. Nothing like me.

pa groaned. I felt his eye running up and down my body. It made me frisson. I licked my lips, swallowing. Then I gasped as I felt his deal on my rectify butt-cheek. He gripped me, squeezing. Then he pressed his peter against my snatch. rightfulness against my virgin bod. I shuddered, feeling so hot and risque. I had this wicked aching inside of me.

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

"damn, I can feel it,"he said. He pressed his cock a small harder against my Hymen. I felt my tissue layer stretching."You have sex how baffle this flavour, enchantress ? Do you enjoy your pure consistency ?"

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

"So very much."

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

Daddy thrust.

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

I gasped as daddy slid his peter into me for the first metre. I groaned as he stretched out my puss. My flesh expanded around his shaft then his balls smacked into my button. I gasped as light of pleasure burst through me. My humble breasts jiggled.

My finger clenched against the soft carpet. I groaned as dada drew back. I found myself rocking back, not wanting to let any of his shaft escape me. But he kept sliding out of me. to a greater extent and more than 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 hairsbreadth swaying about my aspect. My hip wiggled, stirring my deflowered pussy around his cinch. It was incredible. His cock felt so wonderful. So astonish. He groaned and gasped, fucking me hard. He pounded me. I whimpered, savoring every minute of it. He thrust so punishing into me. So fast.

He must enjoy how I feel.

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

I beamed in delectation. I was so glad I could do him feel amazing."You feel fantastic in me, too, dada ! Oh, yes, yes !"

My pussycat squeezed around him, welcoming his dick every time he buried into me. fiddling wave of delectation washed through me, and I just knew something telling would materialise. I would bear a dependable delight when my daddy came in me. I groaned, savoring every moment of this. Every hot plunge of his pecker thrusting into me. He fucked me hard. He filled me up. It was incredible.

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

"Dad ?"a new voice groaned.

I gasped, looking up to see my aged pal, billy, standing at the entrance of the living room. He wore merely a pair of boxers, his physical structure untested and brawny, his hair's-breadth same shade of brown as mine. He rubbed his eyes like he could n't believe what he was seeing. Daddy groaned, holding me stringent, his cock buried to the hilt in me.

He was n't fucking me any longer.

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

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

"Your sister is n't a sporting lady !"Daddy roared."She 's a unspoilt girlfriend. She 's just helping me out. I ca n't terminate myself. She 's so much like your mother."

"red cent,"nightstick said."If you to get it on her, why not me ? I had to sustain from her flaunting around the menage, showing off those big tits of hers, like she was teasing me to jazz her. Why do n't I just shove my cock into her backtalk right wing now ? Huh ? I mean, if you do n't percentage her Dad ..."

His scourge hung in the air.

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

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

I shuddered as billy shoved down his boxer. His pecker flopped out, as punishing as dada 's. A naughty ripple ran through me as I stared at it. Then I gasped as dada started fucking me again. He pumped his prick in and out of me as billy goat brought his dick closer to my mouth. I opened wide and swallowed my brother 's dick. I was a good 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 billystick 's cock. He groaned, grabbing my hair. He slammed his dick deep into me, fucking my rima oris like Daddy fucked my pussy. Both their cocks were pumping in and out of me. I felt spit-roasted on them.

This naughty, incestuous bang ran through me. My orgasm built faster and faster as I sucked on billystick 's pecker. My pussy squeezed down on Daddy 's cock. I wiggled my hips, stirring him up inside of me. I rocked between them, working my lip up and down baton 's thrusting peter while Daddy pumped his peter in and out of my pussy.

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

I sucked as firmly as I could on Billy 's dick. He groaned, his muscular chest rippling above me. Drool ran down my Kuki. The taste of his precum filled my sass. That was what it was called, right ? I seem to recollect hearing it in my naughty ambition. I shuddered, my hip joint wiggling back and forth, stirring pa 's hawkshaw around inside me.

They were both grunting. Growling.

"suck my cock, little woman of the street,"nightstick groaned.

"She 's not a cyprian !"pappa growled, slamming his dick hard and deep into my cunt."She 's your loving, slight sister. Respect her."

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

I sucked harder, wanting them both to explode. I wanted both my brother and my daddy to be so happy. To fill up amazing. I squeezed my deflowered snatch around daddy 's thrusting dick. He groaned, his heavy balls smacking into my clitoris. Delicious sparks burst from it. My sexual climax came closer and closer.

I was going to cum pleasing both of them.

I squeezed my heart shut, rocking between them. They both used me. Fucked me. Billy held my hair as he groaned. He drove his hammer farther and farther down my pharynx. His dick slammed down my gorge. Before I knew it, his thickly pubic hair was rubbing into my backtalk and his balls were smacking into my chin. He groaned in delight.

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

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

I came.

My pussy quivered around pappa 's dick. It rippled and writhed. I squealed around Billy 's cock. I sucked hard as dad rammed into me. Waves of delight washed out of my kitty-cat. Sparks burst before my heart.

The pleasure was stupendous.

My pussycat convulsed and spasmed around daddy 's big dick. He slammed hard into me. He thrust into my profundity and sent new waves of delight 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.

Stars burst across my eyes.

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

"You got to try her pussy,"groaned daddy."red cent, she 's great. So tight and juicy. It 's the 2nd clock time I fucked her deflowered snatch. Ca n't wait to pop your cherry red again."

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

Hot cum splashed against my cervix and spurted into the backbone of my throat. The jizz filled my pussy and mouthpiece. I gulped down my Brother 's salty cargo while my pussy milked Daddy 's clod dry. I made them both happy.

I came harder.

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

The darkness swelled and swirled across my visual sense. My orgasm intensified so much, I could n't reckon. I was just a quivering ball of flesh pleasing the men of my family. I felt myself drifting. Floating. Tingles raced through me as I shuddered.

I did n't roll in the hay how recollective I felt amazing.

I felt like I was on my side, my pussycat and mouth both suddenly empty. The pleasure began to dwindle. I had just blown my buddy and dad. The chill intensified around my pussy, cleansing me. I was becoming pure.

My eyes fluttered candid. The naughty pipe dream I was having faded away. It was so wicked of me to imagine that I had sucked on my Brother 's rooster while dada fucked me concentrated from behind.

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

"No crime, Dad, I do n't exactly want your swampy second base,"Billy said.

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

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

I spread my thighs, my fingers parting my pussy lip adorned by my voiced down of chocolate-brown hair. I nudged my maidenhead."See, no cock has ever been in me."

"What the fuck ?"groaned my brother.

Dad grinned."See, she 'll always be my pure small girl. Enjoy her. She 'll be a Virgo the Virgin again when I need her."

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

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

I was.

Joy surged through me, followed by a precipitous pecker of pain as my brother popped my cherry tree and slammed his shaft into my virginal depths. I shuddered, taking my start tool ever. All those early ones did n't enumerate.

They were only naughty dreams.

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The soma quivered with fervour. The illusion was incredible. Restoring her virginity again and again and mind-controlling her into believing that she was always having her initiatory sentence was intoxicating. The possibilities the scanty held were amazing.

It stared down at the adjacent pair it had prepared, full of its pixilated magic. This one was a whirl of blackamoor and Caucasian, 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 trope smiled, eager to overlook off these panties. It could n't look for its side by side mind-controlling fun to begin.

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