Mind-Control step-in

narrative 12 : virgin cherry red Delight

By mypenname3000

copyright 2019

government note : Thanks to Alex for genus Beta reading this !

The music pulse through the home stirred the figure 's ancient soul. Though the music was modern, made with electronics and possessing stranger speech sound, the meter it created was primal. Something passed down and down and down through the genesis of men from dim ancientness. The figure wanted to dance. To wassail in the music and to gratify in the hormones permeating the room.

The figure was crashing a college house party.

College pupil flocked around, drinking beer and smoking marijuana. The sour-sweet tang of the drug mixed with the sugary aroma of vino coolers. They laughed. Cheered. It passed a pair of female child making out in the bread and butter elbow room, stripped down to their bandeau. This was the perfect place to result its fresh creation.

It held in its hand a dainty and pristine duad of scanty. Something cut for a schoolgirl to fall apart, broad of all that pure promise. A set of white lace encircled it and it had two quarrel written in the undimmed, reddest color : cherry Tart.

The number fought the billow to watch 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 legerdemain. It was n't the same as overrefinement and turn and molding girls into new beings. To show them different delectation. The girl upstairs, its target, had experienced so many of them already.

With effort, it dragged itself away and slipped up the stair, ignored by the college young moving up and down. They did n't commit the figure another glance. It was nonde***********. extraterrestrial but unremarkable. They twisted their bodies to let it give-up the ghost, not breaking their conversations or looking up from their phones. On the second storey, the sounds of sex and shouting grew louder and louder. male child were cheering. There was a fille in there, a loose woman writhing in passion.

Delilah White had a turncock in all three of her pickle. The nineteen-year-old girl was a ex-serviceman of being gang-banged. She reveled in hedonic lust. Her large chest bounced before her as she rode up and down on Bruce 's thick cock. The mixed-race spring chicken gripped her rosehip as she worked up and down his hawkshaw. Ryan fucked her from behind, a tall, twenty-year-old boy with a goatee. Nate was the one alimentation Delilah his cock. He was shortly, his black hair buzzed light like a soldier 's and possessed the wad build of a wrestler.

"That 's it, suck that dick,"he ground as the fig dropped the extra span of step-in on siren 's discarded clothing. In the outgrowth, it snatched up her dainty thong, a slip of opprobrious cloth that did n't look like it could cover anything.

The figure wanted to stay. To watch her adultery. The chassis had plans, a new idea to test with this duo of scanty. Something beyond just changing her personality.

It wanted to see if it could influence her body.

It took one last smell at her bleached-blonde tomentum dancing about her fount as she sucked and moaned and shuddered through her next orgasm.

Then the figure was gone.

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

Dad 's going to be so pissed when I get home, she thought with some glee, aching to throw her activities in his face. Ever since her mother died, her begetter sought to control her. She hated it.

She bent down and snagged up the panties.

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

She snorted and stepped into them.

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Delilah white

A strange quiver ran through me as I stepped into these kiddy panty. I could n't believe individual had stolen my thong and replaced them with these. They had fucking lace around them. And that childish tripe on the back.

Cherry Tart.

real number subversive. These were something a virgin who wanted to dissemble that she was a bad daughter would buy at Hot subject. I rolled my eyes as I drew them up my stage. I savored the strange tingling running through me. I smirked as I felt the cum leaking out of me. At least I would stain these. Whatever dumb daughter left hers behind, I would involve pleasance in ruining them.

I smiled as I drew the panties higher and higher. I shuddered as it slid up my thighs, smearing the cum as it went. The ejaculate was soaking the framework now. more than tingles rippled through me. And then I pulled them up over my croupe. I snapped the cincture down on my pelt and ...

I shuddered, squeaking. I was naked. There were male child snoring around me. I gasped, my hired hand covering my tit. They were growing smaller. Why were they so big ? I had small chest. Little boob. My cheeks burned. I shook my brain, noticing, for a moment, that my whorl looked blonde and not my common brown. I groaned. As I darted my hands down to take hold of my wearing apparel, I wondered why I was naked.

Oh, God, did I have sex ?

My Virgin pussy clenched. I could n't let had sex. I was a pure girl. A upright 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 black. I did n't own black brassiere.

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

I fastened it and then grabbed my skirt. A chill rippled from my panties. I frowned at my bottom. Why was my annulus so little and ...

I breathed in as relief filled me. What was haywire with me ? This skirt clearly fell past my knees. It was all right. I stepped into the tartan bird, part of my college 's school uniform. Of course, I was the only miss 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 thin anything like that. No, no, I had worn a Saratoga chip, Andrew D. White blouse. Something a schoolgirl would don and ...

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

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

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

I heard him burst into laughter.

I darted down the step, confused why I was even here. Of line, I heard that there was a party at Ryan 's house, but I would never go to something like this. Oh, my daddy must be so apprehensive about me. I wanted to shout him, but I did n't know 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 story and darted over the passed out guy. He was snoring, his shirt off. individual had drawn a penis on his boldness. It was disgusting. Filthy. I leaped over him and raised for the social movement door. I heard someone call my name and say something rude. Something absolutely petroleum. I could n't conceive it. I was a estimable miss. Why would he even think I 'd do something like that ?

I would never breastfeed a cock.

I burst out of the sign 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 wench swished about my pegleg. My arms pumped. My Brown University whisker flowed behind me, secure and unloosen. I was n't a bad girl. I did n't even understand how I got here. I kept running and running and running. My side ached. I tasted a coppery flavor at the back of my mouth. My legs burned.

I stumbled to a gasping stop. I planted my hands on my knees, sucking in soaked. 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 dark. I was the just one out on the street. I bit my lip, my read/write head darting to and fro. I was so frightened. I did n't even have my purse 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 naked. What happened to me ?

I struggled to parse my computer memory. There were these repellant flare, things that I would never do. Terrible things. They made me blush just thinking about them. I shuddered, shaking my head. That was n't me. I was Delilah Edward D. White. I was nineteen. A virgin. I made a promise.

I glanced down at my right hand and sighed in relief as I saw the promise doughnut on my finger's breadth. I twisted it, the atomic number 79 banding that my daddy had given me. I drew in a deep breath. I was beginning to relax.

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

I was wondering what I should do next when I heard a grumbling phone. I glanced on the street to see the headlamp approach. Large headlight. Something big was approaching. I raised my deal against the glare, squinting to see. I heard a powerful railway locomotive growling and chugging.

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

Just as the vehicle slowed down to arrest by me, I realized it was the rig to one of those semi trucks. I did n't ingest a trailer attached, so the driver must be going plate or something. I squeaked when the passenger room access suddenly creaked clear. A man with a deep moustache peered out at me, leaning over the workbench seat.

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

"I 'm lost,"I said."I was at this fearsome political 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 establish you a ride home."

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

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

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

I managed to get into the hind end and closed the weighed down room access. This woozy thrill raced through me. I sat so much higher up than other cars I 've been in. I looked out of the window, smiling as he pulled away from the kerb. If we were driving through normal dealings, I 'd feel so important right now looking down at the former carts.

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

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

"Cock ?"

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

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

I told him my address as he drove the truck. The railway locomotive growled. He shifted the gear with one script, the former 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 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 than just slattern suck cock,"he said."I mean, a boy thing. Sorry."

My cheeks burn.

"In fact, how can even have it away 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. Next thing I know, they be claiming that they did other things to me."

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

I swallowed.

"I mean, you really require to live. A girl your age, why, she has to recognise if she 's a cock-sucker or not. It 's important. You wo n't roll in the hay until you try.."

I swallowed as the truck slowed down. I heard the air brakes eject the insistency as we stopped. He shifted the gears into the park, the engine idling away.

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

A strange chill raced around my panties. I swallowed, staring at his genitalia. I gasped as he unsnapped his dungaree. He was doing this right before me. I covered my eyes as I heard his denim rustling. I knew he was pulling it out. His rooster. This wicked tickle went through me. I could n't conceive this was happening.

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

I gasped.

"It 's so big,"I said.

He chuckled."You took a peek. Curious ? You 'll get a meliorate facial expression if you scoot closer."

I swallowed, shocked that this was happening. It stirred the unusual heat inside of me. I never felt anything like this before. What is that about this that made me need to reach down and adjoin him. I did n't do that. I swallowed, though, and leaned closer, studying his cock. It thrust hard and knock out of his jeans. The tip twitched and throbbed. I could see curls of chocolate-brown hair around the base. A strange liquid beaded at the tip.

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

"Trust me, your snatch can dilute to admit it,"he said."But we 're talking about blowjob here. Just scoot lower, spread out your oral cavity full, and just suck that big cock in your sassing. Find out what you are."

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

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

I shuddered when I felt him pressing into my mouth. I pulled my teeth back, instinctively knowing I should n't sweep his frame with them. I slid my sassing over his stopcock, engulfing the crown. My tongue swirled around, tasting that salty liquid. He groaned this throaty sound of pleasure.

I sucked.

His pecker 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 heat between my second joint growing and growing. It made me desire to reach down and scratch it. I trembled, my hand tightening on his cock as I sucked again and again. My spit danced, caressing it. I lapped up More of that liquid state leaking out.

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

I started moving my question, bobbing up and down. My back talk slid along his pecker as I squirmed. I was growing so hot and wet between my thigh. Why ? My cheek hollowed as I sucked on him. He groaned, my lips moving up and down faster.

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

What did that mean value ? I was a Virgin. I had never sucked a tool before. What, did it mean that I was a natural ?

I kept sucking on his cock and bobbing my head teacher. I slid my lips up and down his hawkshaw. I shuddered, this heat growing and growing between my thigh. It felt so wicked. So naughty. I should n't be doing this. daddy would be tempestuous at me, but the trucker was right wing. I had to know.

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

The truck driver was groaning and grunting as I worked my sass up and down his dick. I slid as far down his shaft as I could, his cock 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 mouth. His hand tightened in my Brown University whisker. He gripped me. I quivered, this prickling racing through my panties.

Was I a bad girl for doing this ?

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

He was sliding into my esophagus !

He let out a throaty laugh as he pressed my back talk all the way down into his pubic hair. I could smack this virile 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 consider you can take a turncock with such ease. Fuck."

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

He drew my headway up by pulling my haircloth. It hurt and yet that only made me feel wetter between my thighs. He groaned as I sucked so severely. My spit 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 cock fall guy. That was impossible. I could n't be that. I squirmed, rubbing my thighs together. My dame rustled.

"acquiring hot in your little cunt ?"he asked. Then he chuckled."Of form you are, piffling trollop. You 're in that sexy schoolgirl turnout. Yeah, you wanted me to come along so you could breastfeed my dick."

But I did n't want this.

I ached to tell him that, but I was too occupy sucking his cock. His dick throbbed and twitched in my rima oris. That salty juice that leaked out of the tip of his peter soaked my spit. He tasted so good. I sucked hard on him, wanting more. I shuddered, my thigh still squirming, struggling to satiate that hot itch.

"I see just how hot you are, slovenly woman,"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 hand neared my pussy. I tried to clamp down on him with my ramification, but he was so strong. He kept going.

I gasped as his rough fingers reach my treat panties. He rubbed them, pressing them into my plica. I shuddered, a naughty heat florescence in my snatch. It was so intense. Blissful ripples flooded through me.

I could n't believe it. His touch felt amazing. I knew he should n't be touching me there, that I should relieve oneself him stop over, but his fortuity just made me quiver. I sucked on his prick with even more heat. I nursed on his shaft with such hunger.

He groaned, his finger rubbing up and down my pussy. He touched my Virgin flesh through my demure panties. All these blue pleasures surged through me. My toes curled in my shoes, a whimper revolt in my throat.

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

What did I need ?

I gasped as he suddenly ripped my mouth off his dick. Then I was moving, seized by his strong mitt. Before I knew it, he was lifting me onto his lap. The steering wheel pressed into my stomach, my chest leaning over it. The trumpet honked as my breasts pressed into it. I gasped as I felt his fingerbreadth hooking aside my panties. I realized I was straddling him. I felt his peter nudging into my inner thigh and—

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

He snorted as he grabbed my pelvic girdle and pulled me down.

I whimpered as his cock touched my pussy. The hand holding my scanty aside moved away, sliding around me to snaffle my other hip. He held my waistline taut and, with a groan, he slammed me down his cock.

I gasped as my cherry popped.

I felt my virginal membrane tear for the beginning time. Then his hammer was inside of me. Filling me. His girth stretched open my twat. I shuddered while a undulation of rut washed through my virgin body. A delicious wave.

"screwing hoot, you 're compressed,"he groaned."Now move those hips. twit my dick."

I gripped the steering bicycle while this acute heat that burned from my pussy seized my stage. They flexed all on their own. I gasped and rose up his stopcock. I shuddered feeling my pussy sliding up his cock. But not to bunk 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 pure profoundness. This wonderful heat rippled through me. He massaged my inner depths. I lowered my head over the steering wheel, shocked that I was enjoying the trucker 's massive cock so much.

I should n't be doing this. I was a safe female child. A virgin. Daddy would be so tempestuous with me.

I shuddered, my kitty clenching around him. I slid back up his shaft again, my cuckoo clinging to the stocky girth. I groaned, my rosehip dancing from side to side. I stirred my cunt around his cock, the delight rushing through me. Then I slammed down him. I groaned, my centre fluttering. Thomas More of that fantastic warmth rippled through me.

"Yeah, you like Hank 's big dick in your cunt, do n't you ?"he grunted, his men 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 wench. The white pantie. And the blouse ... piece of tail hell, you 're a sexy thing."

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

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

A unknown sensory faculty built and built inside of me. Every time I slid down his cock, this pressure swelled. It grew as I rose up his turncock, too. My pussy clung to him, increasing the friction of our build sliding past each former. It felt so amazing.

"Work that schoolgirl cunt up and down my pecker,"panted Hank."darn, your pie-eyed and hot. I 'm going to evoke so much cum inside of you."

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

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

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

Was I about to have my starting time orgasm ? Was I going to cum on the trucker 's dick ? What sorting of virgin did that ?

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

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

I gasped, realizing he was spurting his seeded player in me. It was his semen. His cum. I slammed down his hammer and gasped, feeling every spurt splashing into the deepness of my twat. It sent this undulation of pleasure through me.

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

My pussy convulsed as the wave reached my mind. disco biscuit spilled through my thoughts. And more moving ridge followed. They rushed through my body. I groaned and gasped, my head shaking. sensation danced before my eyes as my kitty-cat seemed to melt down about his pecker. My twat massaged and writhed and drained his cock dry. He grunted, his hired hand squeezing my hips 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 breasts rose and fell as the pleasure peaked inside of me. It was amazing. I could n't think I just did that. I was n't a virgin any longer. I whimpered in joy, feeling his cum inside of me. His dick softened. What happened ? Why did I do that ?

Why did it feel so estimable ?

That doubt rippled through my intellect as Hank drove me house. I adjusted my clothing and pulled up my panty. They tingled around me, the electrical energy reaching into my kitty-cat. It was almost like the underwear had cleaned me up and made me unscathed. Pure. It was such a relaxing sense. It soothed away my confusion. I sort of felt like I was waking up from a dream. Like I had only imagined I had sex with the truck number one wood. I mean, I was a virgin.

I was a practiced daughter, right ?

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

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

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

No way at all.

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

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

He pulled away from the Curb, leaving me standing out on the black street. I swallowed, glancing at the business firm.

Was Daddy still awaken ?

He must be so worried about me. Just to prepare certainly it had been a pipe dream, I slid my bridge player up my skirt. I felt so wicked for doing this right hand here on the street. It was in the middle of the night. No one was around. My fingers slid up beneath the panties through the leg hole. I stroked through my bush to happen my vulva. I bit my lour lip. I found the folds of my cunt. I should n't be doing this, but ...

I felt my hymen.

I let out a suspiration of relief and pulled my finger's breadth away. It must cause just been a ambition. It was just a weird happenstance that I had the salty taste lingering my mouthpiece, or that I had this buzzing delight rippling through me. I was a Virgin. I had proof. Taking a deep breath, I marched ahead to the menage. I climbed up the steps, found the figurehead doorway unsecured, and entered.

The lights flicked on from the aliveness room.

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

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

shock rippled across his face as I threw myself at him. I hugged him tight and pressed my forefront into his chest.

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

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

The shudder rippled from my panties. I swallowed, feeling how impregnable he was. How solid. He stared down at me with a strange face in his eye. He grabbed my shoulders and pushed me back. He stared down my blouse. His forehead furrowed even more. I glanced down, confused at what he was seeing.

"What happened to your breasts ?"he asked. His manpower seized them through my blouse. I gasped in shock as my pa groped my modest boobs through my blouse and bra. He squeezed them."You lost various cup size of it. You could n't own been padding your bra all these years. Not the way you dress."

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

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

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

"A Virgo ?"he growled. He grabbed the nominal head 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 know what to do with you, Delilah."

"papa ?"I said and then gasped as he ripped my blouse undetermined. clitoris popped off, bouncing off his dresser. He exposed my Patrick Victor Martindale White bra cupping my humble breast. He shook his mind, 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 sorry I went out to a party, but I did n't do anything. I can prove it."

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

"We were studying !"I gasped, remembering the shoemaker's last time I had two boys in my chamber. Daddy had been so angered. I did n't even cogitate about it until he pointed out that I had the threshold closed and anything could have happened. But cypher 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 former in my snatch.

I was a good girl.

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

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

I drew up my bird. Slowly. Daddy 's jaw dropped."Jesus, are you going to show off your snatch at me ?"

"Just so you can see that I have a hymen,"I said, my cheeks on fire. I pulled up my bird highschool 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 good girl."

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

dada fell to his knees, this bestial look on his grimace. I had never seen anything like it before. He was such a blue and loving man. I gasped as he hooked the girdle my panties and ripped them down my thighs. He stared at my brown Vannevar Bush, his eye narrowing.

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

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

I gasped as daddy thrust his finger's breadth against my vulva. He parted my pussy rim and peered upward. I shuddered as he brushed my maidenhead. He groaned, staring at my maidenhead.

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

"Daddy, are you sure you did n't hold a incubus ? That does n't sound like me at all. I 'm your good girl. I would never do anything dirty or filthy at all. I would n't absorb pecker or ride dicks or let boys spurt their cum all over my body. I would never do anything like that. You can see that, right ?"

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

I gasped as Daddy buried his face into my pussy. The shock of pleasure raced through me as his knife lapped at my twat folds. He caressed my hymen, his tongue flicking up to my clitoris. His hand suddenly went around my waistline, grabbing my rear. I trembled, clutching my skirt, staring down at him in shock.

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

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

I whimpered as his tongue fluttered against me. My panties, bunched around my knees, tingled. I groaned, closing my eyes as that naughty pleasure built inside of me. The Saami bliss that haunted my dreaming. The wicked heat that made me do such naughty things. Flashes of activities I never could receive performed darted through my judgment. They only fueled the fervor that Daddy 's tongue stroked in my pussy.

I liked it.

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

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

I shuddered, his rough whiskers rasping against my sensitive build. His glossa was so hungry. He lapped up my cream, edifice and building that heat energy in me. This must be what an orgasm was. He was going to lay down me have one. I was going to cum. I could n't believe this. This was my daddy doing it, so did that stool it okay ?

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

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

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

He danced over my hot flesh, driving me wild. I shuddered, grabbing his haircloth for accompaniment. I gripped him, my hips writhing from position to side. I ground on his face and savored every fiddling licking commotion of his tongue. He did such naughty things to me. I quivered, a hot ace building and construction inside of me.

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

"Jesus, I ca n't think this is really you, Delilah,"he said. He pulled his side away from my twat, my cream dribbling down his chin."Have the last few years just been a dream ?"

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

He groaned and buried his typeface back into my slit. I shuddered, loving it. This was n't untimely because I was with dad. I trembled in delight as he feasted on my cherry slit. He licked and lapped at my sporting lady succus. I groaned, my eyes fluttering as his lingua caressed me again and again.

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

I gasped as he fluttered against my clit, his tongue fluttering around it. That petty nub, that drop nestled in the folds of my labia, burst with joy. I gasped, swayed. My firm titties jiggled as the pleasure rippled about me. I groaned, my hip joint shaking from face to side. A fantastic heat swelled inside of me. His glossa teased my bud. Then his sassing sucked on it.

I gasped and bucked."Daddy !"

He stared up at me with such hunger. Such saturation. I loved it. I never wanted him to end looking at me that way. I held his hairsbreadth, swaying. I ground my pussycat against his hungry mouth. I loved the feel of him against my risque bits.

His glossa pressed against my virginal membrane. His finger's breadth dug into my tail. He kneaded them, parting my butt-cheeks and making my sphincter muscle prickling. I gasped, pushing down the memories of early pestiferous pipe dream I 'd had. I would never do anything back there. Not in a million, billion years. I would always be pop 's upright girl.

His cherry daughter.

He sucked on my button hard. I gasped at the feel of his lips wrapped about my bud again. It was incredible. I quivered and moaned, my little titties jiggling. The imperativeness built and built. I could n't take much Sir Thomas More of this. I squeezed my eyes shut, little stars twinkling in the shadow. I whimpered. Groaned.

I came for the maiden time ever.

My pussy convulsed. I felt a spasming deep inside of me, aching to be filled by something. My Virgin body trembled, my cherry red succus bathing his fount. I could smell my working girl passion perfuming the air. I gasped as those waving 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 crimp. He gathered up all the juice overflowing out of me. It was incredible. I felt so dizzy from my climax. I shook my head teacher, more of those moving ridge drowning my mind. My back arched, my firm titties jiggling. Daddy held me squiffy 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 arse and then I was sprawled on my binding, my leg cattle ranch. My annulus fluttered up to cover my tum, my twat exposed.

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

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

"I know,"he groaned."nookie, I ca n't help myself. I 'm dark, Delilah."

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

I gasped at the rustle of his jeans. He shoved them down in a fanfare. His tool popped out of his boxers a blink of an eye later. It was the first one I 'd ever seen. Those I in the dreams did n't look. I stared at my dad 's hammer in blow. It thrust out thick and long from his darkness pubic hair. He moved over me, his heavy balls swaying beneath him. I gasped as I realized what he was going to do. A wave of veneration washed through me.

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

"Delilah,"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 low-spirited."I 'm pitiful, you 're just so aphrodisiacal. I miss your momma. You look just like her. You 're not that whorish daughter any longer. You 're pure. Like she was."

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

My cerise stretched and stretched as he pressed forward. He growled like a hungry creature. My normally gentle daddy transformed into something fierce and passionate. I gasped as he ran toward operose. My hymen did n't support a chance. It popped, a incisive painfulness followed by an intense heat driving into my depths. My heart widened as I felt my dad 's turncock filling 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 rosehip. I stared him around while I stared up at him in awe. It was incredible. It felt so right. I know I should be a virgin forever, but this was my pop. He fit me perfectly. My pussy squeezed around him, savoring the tone of his girth. He groaned, staring at me with these burning eyes.

He kissed me.

I tasted my whore juice on his brim as he drew back his pecker. I whimpered into his mouth, my nipples rubbing into his t-shirt. I felt his chest through the cotton wool material, his manlike strength. I quivered, my twat clinging to his withdrawing prick. The friction felt incredible, igniting something inside of me.

A fire that would take in me. An sexual climax that would be even better than the one he gave me just moments ago.

He slammed back into my deflowered depth. I groaned, squeezing around him. My naughty pussycat welcomed him. My arms and legs wrapped around his body, holding him tight as I groaned into the buss. I savored my sharp-worded love on his back talk as his tongue thrust into my rima oris. He claimed my oral fissure like his cock claimed my pussy.

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

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

Daddy 's balls smacked into my taint over and over. He drove his cock hard into me. I gripped his trunk, my limb and thigh were both wrapped around him. I held him tight as my fingernails clawed at his rear. He stirred such love in me. I was n't a virgin any longer. My papa had claimed me.

I was his.

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

"My little female child,"he growled as he nuzzled into my ear. He nibbled on it, sending frisson racing through me. My kitty-cat clamped down on his dick, increasing the friction.

Increasing the pleasure.

My nipples throbbed against his muscular chest through his shirt. I whimpered and groaned as he kissed down my neck. His sensory hair rasped against my medium flesh as he kissed and nibbled on me. I groaned, his every poking bringing me nigh and closer to that grand rapture.

My first orgasm.

I was so eager for it. I hungered for my sexual climax. I wanted to feel his cock slamming into me and taking me to that wonderful ecstasy. I knew it would be incredible. A moment of virgin bliss. I humped against him, grinding my clit against his pubic mound. electric arc flared inside of me.

I savored every import of it.

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

"Yes !"he growled. He thrust harder, driving that dick so deep into me."You 're finally my ripe young lady, Delilah."

That made me shudder. My snatch clamped down hard on his dick, clutching to him as he drew back. He slammed back in, my twat welcoming him. So incredible. His pubic ivory flat coat against my clitoris, little electric arc 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 trench into me. That wonderful putz filled me again and again. I whimpered, clutching to him. I shuddered, my rosehip dancing from position to side. I stirred my snatch around him.

"dada ! dada !"I moaned."It 's about to bump. I 'm about to have my 1st orgasm."

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

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

I came.

My kitty writhed and spasmed about his cock. That grand pleasance rushed through me. It rippled up my body and splashed across my idea. euphoria drowned me. I bucked beneath him, my puss spasming wildly about his girth.

My cunt climaxed and writhed around his dick. I trembled in delight every time he rammed into me. He thrust harder, grunting. He lifted his head word, staring down into my middle. His were so brown and burning with his love. He hammered my convulsing zany, sending new and newly waves of walking on air sweeping through my body.

"dada !"I squealed.

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

I wanted to keep drowning in ecstasy.

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

"Oh, God,"he groaned. His boldness 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 carpeting rasping beneath my rachis and prat. I shuddered beneath him, my teat kissing his chest and his curly hair's-breadth. Such pleasure shot through my body.

Waves swept through me. Each one started by that hot cum splashing against my cervix. Over and over, more and more of my daddy 's incestuous germ 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, papa, yes !"I gasped as the strongest wave yet swept through me.

Ecstasy drowned my mind. 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 special to involve all of him. He was my daddy. I loved them so very much. I nuzzled my nose against his, cooing in delight.

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

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

I shuddered, feeling a tingle racing from the scanty even though they were not on me. It surged across the flooring and hit my body. My pussy felt electrified. I gasped and groaned as dad shook his head.

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

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

"God, I just fucked you. You ca n't be a virgin."He shook his hard stopcock at me. His dick glistened with unknown succus. It was n't water supply on him, so what was it ?

"Daddy, see,"I said. I reached down and start my pussy mouth."There 's my Hymen. I 'm still your pure daughter."

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

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

I opened my back talk wide and sucked his prick into my mouth. I nursed on him, my brass hollowing. It was such a bad thing to do. It was naughty, but this was my daddy 's pecker. His cock was dirty with something, and I just wanted to clean him up. The liquidity tasted stick.

I remembered the unusual dream of him fucking me, and I almost could trust that I was tasting my pussy juices on his shaft.

It did have 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 face of shock on his cheek. I bobbed my head up and down his dick. My lips sealed tight about his shaft. He throbbed in my mouth.

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

I popped my mouth off his prick and giggled."By not having sex, pa. You really are silly."

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

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

"tinker's damn,"he groaned."This is like a dream. But serious. You keep becoming a Virgo the Virgin. You keep staying pure. I could bang you on your hands and knee, and you would go back to being my virgin daughter again."

I popped my mouth off his dick and stared up at him."Would you ... ? Would you like to bonk me like that ?"My cheeks burned as this virginal high temperature collapse inside of my pussy."I mean ... I 'm a estimable girl. If you need me to do it, I will. Right now."

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

Again ? He could be such a featherbrained man.

"I do anything for you, daddy,"I said, turning around. I knelt there, wiggling my butt at him. I felt so wicked and wanton. Like that dirty girl from my ambition. She had big tits and blond hair. zero like me.

Daddy groaned. I felt his center running up and down my body. It made me tingle. I licked my lips, swallowing. Then I gasped as I felt his deal on my proper butt-cheek. He gripped me, squeezing. Then he pressed his cock against my twat. right field against my virgin flesh. I shuddered, feeling so hot and naughty. I had this puckish aching inside of me.

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

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

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

"So very much."

I smiled in delight."Then it makes me happy, too. Come on, dad, you can stimulate 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 stopcock into me for the first time. I groaned as he stretched out my puss. My physical body expanded around his irradiation then his balls smacked into my clitoris. I gasped as sparks of delight fusillade through me. My small knocker jiggled.

My finger clenched against the gentle rug. I groaned as dad drew back. I found myself rocking back, not wanting to let any of his pecker dodging me. But he kept sliding out of me. More and more of his peter 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 haircloth swaying about my face. My pelvic girdle wiggled, stirring my vitiate pussy around his girth. It was incredible. His cock felt so wondrous. So nonplus. He groaned and gasped, fucking me hard. He pounded me. I whimpered, savoring every second of it. He thrust so heavily into me. So fast.

He must love how I feel.

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

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

My pussy squeezed around him, welcoming his dick every time he buried into me. footling waves of delight washed through me, and I just knew something impressive would befall. I would receive a unfeigned delight when my papa came in me. I groaned, savoring every moment of this. Every hot plunge of his dick 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 senior brother, nightstick, standing at the entrance of the support room. He wore merely a pair of boxershorts, his physical structure young and brawny, his hair same shade of brown as mine. He rubbed his eye like he could n't consider what he was seeing. dad groaned, holding me rigorous, his prick buried to the hilt in me.

He was n't fucking me any longer.

I gasped, wiggling my rosehip around his peter, stirring him up. I wanted him to pump his rooster in and out of me.

"Jesus, you 're fucking Delilah ?"my crony gasped."I knew she was a whore but—"

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

"damn,"billystick said."If you to fuck her, why not me ? I had to suffer from her flaunting around the house, showing off those big breast of hers, like she was teasing me to bed her. Why do n't I just stuff my turncock into her mouthpiece right wing now ? Huh ? I mean, if you do n't parcel her Dad ..."

His threat hung in the air.

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

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

I shuddered as billy club shoved down his boxers. His dick flopped out, as hard as Daddy 's. A risque riffle ran through me as I stared at it. Then I gasped as dada started fucking me again. He pumped his tool in and out of me as he-goat brought his dick closer to my mouth. I opened wide and swallowed my brother 's dick. I was a good daughter. I was just helping out my family. I loved my daddy and my chum.

I wanted them both to be happy.

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

This naughty, incestuous upsurge ran through me. My orgasm built faster and faster as I sucked on baton 's dick. My pussy squeezed down on dada 's shaft. I wiggled my hips, stirring him up interior of me. I rocked between them, working my mouth up and down Billy 's thrusting cock while Daddy pumped his gumshoe in and out of my pussy.

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

I sucked as gruelling as I could on billy goat 's putz. He groaned, his muscular chest rippling above me. Drool ran down my chin. The sense of taste of his precum filled my mouthpiece. That was what it was called, right ? I seem to commemorate hearing it in my gamey pipe dream. I shuddered, my hip joint wiggling back and Forth River, stirring dad 's dick around inside me.

They were both grunting. Growling.

"sucking my cock, little whore,"Billy groaned.

"She 's not a cocotte !"Daddy growled, slamming his shaft hard and deep into my snatch."She 's your loving, fiddling Sister. Respect her."

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

I sucked harder, wanting them both to burst. I wanted both my brother and my pop to be so felicitous. To sate amazing. I squeezed my deflowered pussy around papa 's thrusting peter. He groaned, his heavy balls 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 hair as he groaned. He drove his cock farther and farther down my pharynx. His dick slammed down my esophagus. Before I knew it, his duncish pubic fuzz was rubbing into my lips and his musket ball were smacking into my Chin. He groaned in delight.

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

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

I came.

My pussycat quivered around dada 's dick. It rippled and writhed. I squealed around nightstick 's cock. I sucked hard as dada rammed into me. Waves of delight washed out of my pussy. Muriel Sarah Spark burst before my eyes.

The joy was stupendous.

My twat convulsed and spasmed around Daddy 's big prick. He slammed hard into me. He thrust into my profoundness and sent new waving of joy rippling through my torso. I groaned, whimpering about my brother 's big gumshoe as he drove it down my pharynx. His ball 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 take much more of this."

"You got to try her pussy,"groaned pappa."shucks, she 's heavy. So tight and juicy. It 's the second sentence I fucked her deflowered cunt. Ca n't wait to pop your cherry again."

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

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

I came harder.

The pleasance drowned my judgment. This was so amazing. I sucked down the jizz. I gulped down my brother 's incestuous seeded player while Daddy filled my puss with his hot jizz. He soiled me with his cum. I groaned, my psyche melting.

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

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

I felt like I was on my side, my cunt and speak both suddenly empty. The pleasance began to dwindle. I had just blown my pal and pop. The tingles intensified around my twat, cleansing me. I was becoming pure.

My optic fluttered undefended. The naughty dreaming I was having faded away. It was so mischievous of me to imagine that I had sucked on my blood brother 's cock while Daddy fucked me voiceless from behind.

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

"No discourtesy, Dad, I do n't exactly require your waterlogged seconds,"Billy said.

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

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

I spread my second joint, my finger's breadth parting my pussy lip adorned by my soft down of brown hair. I nudged my hymen."See, no cock has ever been in me."

"What the screwing ?"groaned my brother.

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

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

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

I was.

Joy surged through me, followed by a sharp prick of pain sensation as my brother popped my cherry red and slammed his dick into my virginal depths. I shuddered, taking my first gear turncock ever. All those other ones did n't number.

They were only gamey dreams.

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The figure 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 foremost time was intoxicating. The possibility the panties held were amazing.

It stared down at the future pair it had prepared, full-of-the-moon of its mischievous magic. This one was a swirl of black and E. B. White, like the traffic 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 throw off these panties. It could n't wait for its next mind-controlling fun to begin.

To be continued in the following narrative of Mind-Controlling Panties ...