Mind-Control Panties 01

My head moved, turning from side to side and bobbing up and down. My lips slid along his cock, caressing his throbbing shaft. An incestuous thrill ran through me, this wanton delight. I suck so hard, reveling in his precum spilling into my mouth. My tongue danced around the crown, savoring the flavor of his juices.

"You're going to get me in so much trouble," he growled, his left hand grabbing my right pigtail. "Your mother's in the kitchen. Oh, god, Brittany!"

The joy my daddy felt excited me. I was pleasing him. I was making him feel so good. This was wonderful. I sucked harder, making these naughty slurping sounds. My drool dribbled down his shaft as I bobbed my head.

He let go of my left wrist to grab my other pigtail. Daddy gripped them both. He wrapped my golden hair around his fingers. He growled, his voice so throaty. It made me so happy to please him.

"What's going on out there?" asked Mom. "I just hear some loud breathing. What are you two up to?"

"Nothing, Courtney," Daddy gasped. He jerked up on my pigtails, sliding my mouth up his dick. It was like he wanted me to stop. Why?

"Oh, I see," Mom said. Her voice sounded like she was right behind me, her head peering out from the kitchen. "I'm so glad to see that you're making your daddy happy, Brittany. I was never one for swallowing, but it would thrill your daddy if you did."

I moaned around daddy's cock, wanting to say I would swallow every drop of his jizz, but I couldn't. I had to keep sucking.

"Courtney?" Daddy groaned, his grip relaxing on my pigtails. It allowed me to take more of his cock in my mouth. I slid my lips down his length, loving him the entire way. His dick brushed the back of my throat. He twitched and throbbed in my mouth, feeling so wonderful. This naughty thrill ran through me. My pussy felt so juicy, soaking the crotch of my wicked panties.

"You better hurry up, Brittany, your date will probably be here soon," Mom called. It sounded like she'd headed back into the kitchen.

"What the fuck?" Daddy groaned as I loved him.

I kept sucking, so confused why daddy had sounded like he was afraid. What did he have to be afraid of? I was just going to make him cum. I sucked harder, loving him the way a daddy's girl should. An incestuous delight rippled through me, my pussy clenching.

Daddy groaned as he shifted. He panted, his face twisting with pleasure. His dick twitched and throbbed in my mouth. The taste of his precum grew stronger and stronger. That had to mean something.

Was he about to cum?

My right hand cupped his balls, playing with them. They were a little cooler than his cock and covered in his hair. They twitched as I sucked. I was gentle with them, playing with them just the way I knew he'd like, my panties tingling against my aching pussy. His hands tightened on my hair. He growled with such passion.

"Brittany!" he panted. "I don't know... Oh, God, I don't know what's gotten into you, but... Oh, fuck, yes!"

Daddy's salty cum fired into my mouth.

"Swallow it all!" he snarled as spurt after spurt of his salty, yummy jizz filled my mouth. I gulped down the first mouthful, feeling it slide down to my stomach. "Be daddy's good girl and swallow every fucking drop."

I did.

He kept spurting, his jizz firing into my mouth. I swallowed it as fast as I could, savoring every creamy drop sliding down my throat to my belly. My pussy grew hotter and hotter. It itched so badly. I needed to be touched. To be played with. I sucked so hard, drawing out the last of his cum.

"Goddamn, Brittany," he panted. "Oh, fuck, yes!"

I sucked one final time to make sure I had every drop, then I popped my mouth off him. I straightened up, staring at him with feverish eyes. Daddy, my pussy is all wet and itchy and... and... I need something. I need to... I need to, cum, too!"

Daddy was on me in a flash. I gasped as he seized my hips and pushed me down onto the couch. He was like a maddened beast. I trembled as he buried his face between my thighs. My virgin flesh quivered as he thrust up my skirt, exposing the light-blue panties.

Did he see how wet I was? Was there a dark stain across my crotch?

"Brittany," he growled, his fingers hooking the waistband of my panties. A wild tingle seemed to race through me, a jolt that I swear electrified us both. I gasped, my pussy clenching and my nipples throbbing. Then Daddy ripped off my panties. I gasped, my legs flying up into the air. They were pressed together by the dainty garment sliding up my lush thighs, past my knees, and then over my slender calves.

My legs fell apart, my shaved, virgin flesh exposed to my Daddy's hungry gaze. His eyes locked right there, staring at me. My cheeks burned as he gripped my panties in his right hand. He rubbed the electrifying cloth up against my thighs as his hands slid closer and closer to my pussy.

I whimpered. "Daddy!"

"You're just so beautiful," he growled.

His face pressed into my shaved twat. I gasped, feeling the shadow of his whiskers against my sensitive flesh. It was a manly delight, his whiskers rubbing rough across my delicate flesh. My toes curled. My pussy clenched, and then I gasped as his tongue flicked through my folds. He caressed over my hymen, that thin membrane of skin that proved I was still a good girl. Then his tongue flicked my clit.

I gasped out in rapture as the pleasure exploded from my bud.

It was so much more intense than my own fumbling masturbation. This was so much better than rubbing my feverish flesh in the darkness of my bedroom, imagining those pathetic guys at my college like my date, George. They were boys, not a man like my Daddy. I trembled as he licked again and again, lapping up my cream. I inhaled, smelling myself.

Daddy's eyes stared up my body, looking at my small breasts molded by the too-tight blouse I wore. My nipples ached and throbbed. I had to show them to him. Whimpering, my hands flew to the buttons of my blouse. They were small and made of clear plastic. My thumb pushed the first button through its eyelet, exposing more of my skin.

I popped the second one through. The third one. I showed just a hint of my cleavage as Daddy's tongue lapped at my folds. He caressed me. He stroked my clit and teased my labia. My body shuddered as I undid the fourth button, only a few more remaining.

I pressed the fifth--

The doorbell rang, chimes resounding throughout the house. I shuddered and popped the fifth button through the eyelet. My mother bustled out of the kitchen. She smiled at me as I undid the sixth button. She wiped her hands on a dishtowel she carried. She reached the door as I popped through the final button.

I ripped open my blouse as she opened the door.

I exposed my eighteen-year-old breasts to my daddy. He stared up at me as he sucked on my clit. His left hand, the one not holding my panties, slid up my nubile torso towards my tiny tit. His touch was hot. Electrifying.

"Oh, you must be George," my mom said at the door. "I'm afraid Brittany isn't finished with her father yet. You can come inside. I'm sure you don't mind being patient."

I whimpered, my eyes squeezing shut as Daddy nibbled on my clit.

"Oh, no, I don't mind waiting, Mrs. Smith," my date said. "I just thought that your husband was still at work."

"Well, he had to send his daughter off on your date properly," Mom said.

As Daddy's large hand engulfed my small breast, I glanced at my date. George was such a boy, skinny, a foolish grin on his face as he stared at me. I could only nod, whimpering; my teeth clenched as Daddy sucked harder on my clit. I squirmed, this wild heat building and building inside of me. Daddy's tongue lapped up my flooding juices as his finger and thumb pinched my nipple.

"Oh, yes, Daddy!" I moaned.

"As you can see, Brittany is a bit of a daddy's girl." Mom laughed. She guided George to the couch.

He sat down beside me, wearing a nice, blue shirt tucked into his jeans. He rubbed his hands on them, giving my daddy and me a nervous nod.

George just sat there while a real man ate me out. My daddy loved me. My thighs clamped about my daddy's face. I whimpered as he pinched and rolled my nipple while his tongue darted around my clit. Every moment brought me closer and closer to an exploding orgasm. It was incredible. I was going to experience such rapture. Such a wicked, wonderful delight. My back arched, the heat growing and growing inside of me.

"Oh, George, Daddy is going to make me cum," I moaned. "He's so good at this. His lips feel amazing on my clit."

George nodded. "That's nice, Brittany."

"So, George, where are you taking my daughter?" Mom babbled.

I didn't care what George had to say. Mom droned on and on, chit-chatting with my date while I could only savor Daddy's hungry lips. His right hand, holding my tingling panties against my inner thigh. He pressed the naughty cloth higher up my leg. I groaned as he rubbed the fabric into my juicy flesh and sucked on my clit. The pleasure was swelling and swelling inside of me. I couldn't take much more of this.

Daddy was just amazing.

My eyes squeezed shut as my cunt clenched tight. Every one of his sucks built and built the pressure inside of me. He twisted my nipple, adding jolts of rapture that shot down to my virgin pussy. My toes curled. I squirmed against the couch, my pigtails dancing around my head. It was so much. So wonderful.

"Daddy!"

I came.

Daddy gave me an orgasm that was so much more intense than masturbating. So much better than stroking myself. Daddy rubbed my panties into the outer folds of my convulsing pussy. I writhed deep inside of me, aching to be filled. For my pure depths to be penetrated by a man.

By my daddy.

He sucked on my clit, growling around it like a hungry beast. Wave after wave of rapture flooded through me. My eyes shot open as I bucked in delight. I ground against him, squeaking and gasping and moaning in wordless pleasure. My orgasm overwhelmed me. The bliss drowned my thoughts. My hands trembled. My left hand darted out, brushing George's. I grasped my date's wrist as my daddy made me cum.

"Wow, you and your daughter are very close," George said as I gripped his wrist.

"She's my little girl," Daddy growled, lifting his face from my pussy.

I shuddered as my orgasmic rapture hit its peak. I hung there for a wonderful second before I floated down into buzzing bliss. I kept gripping George's wrist, squeezing him as my moans grew softer. I sucked in deep breaths, struggling to regain myself. Little moans and soft sighs escape my lips. I felt so dizzy. Almost dazed.

"Oh, Daddy, that was amazing."

Daddy rose above me, staring down at me. I shuddered, witnessing his cock thrust out of the fly of his slacks. He was so hard. He was in such need of being satiated.

I flicked my tongue across my lips, debating blowing him.

No, he needed something better. Something more intimate. Something that only his little girl could give him.

"I'm sorry, George," I told my date. "I just can't leave my daddy here with a hardon. You understand, right?"

"Yeah," he said. "We still have time to make the movie. Go ahead, take care of your daddy."

"Good boy," Daddy grunted in approval. "Brittany, I've wanted you for so long. Goddamn, watching you develop into that sexy, little minx has been almost more than I could take. The way you dress... The way you flounced around, teasing me... But you're finally being a good girl."

"Your good girl, Daddy," I moaned, my free hand darting out to grab his dick. "I'm ready. I'm ready to give you my virginity. I saved it just for you, Daddy."

I held Daddy's cock in my hand, feeling how warm it was. He throbbed and pulsed, the beat of his passion pumping through his girth. He stared down at me, this primal growl growing and growing in his throat. I shuddered, gripping George's wrist as I brought my daddy closer and closer to my pussy.

I gasped at the incestuous contact of Daddy's cock against my virginal vulva. His tip brushed my clit before I slid him down my pussy lips. His growl grew louder and louder as I brought him towards the entrance of my pussy. He could feel my hymen, that proof that I was his good girl. I quivered there, ready to be penetrated.

"I love you, Daddy!" I moaned.

"Brittany!" Daddy growled and thrust.

My eyes widened as my hymen stretched and stretched. George winced as I gripped his wrist with a tight clench. I groaned, the pain growing. I knew losing my virginity would hurt, but it would be so worth it to give my daddy this gift. I moaned through my clenched teeth as he kept pushing against my hymen.

My cherry popped.

I gasped as daddy plunged several inches into my deflowered depths. My eyes widened as he went deeper and deeper. I could feel him reaching up inside of me. Our bodies were uniting. The very cock that had started me in my mother's womb was now sliding into my fertile depths. My thighs latched around him, pulling him in as the pleasurable massage of his dick against my juicy walls soothed away the momentary pain.

Daddy stared into my eyes.

I trembled, my little breasts rising and falling as he waited, buried in me. My pussy slowly grew used to his girth. "You're so big, Daddy."

"Just tell me when you're ready," he groaned. "Goddamn, you feel amazing, Brittany."

"Oh, George, I took every inch of my daddy's dick. Isn't that wonderful?"

"Yeah," George said. "We just have to, you know, get going soon."

"Oh, hush, let them enjoy themselves," Mom said. "Robert, honey, make our daughter's first time magical."

"He is doing that, Mom," I moaned as Daddy shifted his hips, stirring his cock inside of me. "Daddy!"

"Ready?" he asked.

"Uh-huh," I moaned and nodded.

It was so incredible as he drew back his hips. My naughty cunny clenched around his dick. My deflowered flesh clung to him. Pleasure rippled through me. Every inch of him moving through my pussy gave me such delight. I shuddered, my finger flexing. I gripped George's with my left hand while my right reached out to grab the back of daddy's neck. I pulled him down as his cock thrust back into me. His heavy balls smacked my taint. My twat clenched around them as a wave of pleasure shot through me.

"Daddy!" I moaned, drunk on this moment.

The couch groaned as daddy pumped his hips. He pressed me back into the cushions, my pussy welcoming his every thrust. I humped against him, my little titties jiggling. It was so incredible. Another orgasm built and built inside of me. My cunny fed on the friction of daddy's big dick plunging into me again and again. I whimpered, my eyes fluttering as the rapture spilled through my body.

Daddy's heavy balls smacked into me again and again. They brimmed with his seed. I wanted that in me. No condom. No birth control. Just his incestuous passion mixed inside of me. It felt so right. My hips undulated, stirring my naughty cunny around his thrusting dick. My clit ached and throbbed, bursting with pleasure every time it rubbed against his pubic bone.

"Oh, Robert, you're making our little girl feel so good," Mom said. "Isn't he, George?"

"Yeah," my date groaned, his voice throaty as he watched a real man fuck me. He watched my daddy put his dick in me.

He stirred me up, my pussy boiling around him. I squeezed my twat tight about his thick cock. I clenched my naughty hole. I didn't want to let go. I wanted him to stay in me forever.

I gasped and moaned, gripping George's wrist as I came closer and closer to my climax. My entire body tensed. Daddy thrust faster. It was like he sensed my need. He knew that I needed a bit more friction to set off my fires. I could feel the smoke rising. The tinder was about to catch.

I blazed.

"Daddy!" I gasped as my incestuous orgasm erupted inside of me.

Flames of rapture burned out of my pussy. Heat swept through my body, setting my mind on fire. I gasped and moaned. Stars, little sparks that flared and died, danced before my eyes. My cunny spasmed and writhed about his dick plunging in and out of me. Every thrust sent more rapturous heat sweeping through me.

"Brittany," daddy growled, slamming into me.

"Cum in me, Daddy!" I moaned. "Oh, yes, just cum in me!"

Daddy thrust into me, plowing into my spasming pussy over and over. My cunt convulsed around his cock, welcoming him with every thrust. I was massaging it with my once-pure flesh. I was savoring every plunge, every hard thrust of his dick into me. The pleasure burned hotter and hotter inside of me. I whimpered, my left hand clutching on George's wrist, feeling my date squirm beside me as my daddy made me cum over and over again.

"I love you, Daddy!" I squealed. "Please, please, cum in me!"

"Yes, cum in our little girl, Robert, honey." Mom sounded so supportive. She was so happy.

"Yeah, Mr. Smith," George groaned. "Your daughter needs it."

"I do, George." My pussy writhed about my daddy's cock. "I do need my daddy's cum in me. Please, please, give it to me, Daddy!"

"Brittany, honey!" Daddy growled, clutching those electrifying panties in his hand. He slammed to the hilt in me. My small titties quivered as his balls smacked into my taint.

I felt the first spurt of Daddy's hot cum firing in my fertile depths.

My pussy writhed harder. An orgasm far more intense than the others, a firestorm of ecstasy, swept through me. My cunny milked my daddy's cock. I felt every eruption of his incestuous seed into me. I gasped and moaned, the darkness now devouring my vision. I squealed, unable to say words as this magical moment swept over me. I stared into my daddy's dark eyes as he grunted. Groaned.

I knew I'd always be his little girl.

He kissed me. His tongue thrust into my mouth as my pussy wrung his cock dry. He grunted while my pleasure peeked in me. I released George's wrist to hug my daddy tight. My fingernails scratched down his back, rasping against his shirt. He growled and then groaned as I drained him dry. I had every drop in me. I was full of his wonderful cum.

It was perfect. Just the way it was supposed to be. I was so glad I found those panties. Lucky me.

Daddy broke the kiss. He stared into my eyes. "I love you, Brittany."

I rubbed my dainty nose into his large one. "I love you too, Daddy." Then I giggled. "If you don't get off of me, I can't leave on my date. George's been pretty patient."

Daddy smiled. "Yes, he has."

I shuddered as Daddy pulled his cock out of my juicy cunny. I clenched tight, wanting to trap every drop of his incestuous seed in me. My hands darted out, snagging my panties away from his grip. He smiled at me.

"Thanks for holding onto these, Daddy," I said, thrusting my feet through both leg holes.

"It was all my pleasure," Daddy said, winking at me.

As he put away his cock, wet with my pussy cream, I drew my panties up past my knees and worked them up my thighs. A tingle raced down my legs, making me shudder. I was so glad to be Daddy's little girl.

"And you, son, you better have my daughter back by ten," Daddy growled at George.

"Oh, he will," I said, lifting up my rump so I could pull on my cute panties the rest of the way. I felt the crotch seat against my shaved pussy, making sure Daddy's cum would be in me all throughout my date. "I want to get home with enough time to make love to you again, Daddy."

He smiled at me as he sank down onto his recliner.

"Such a good daughter," Mom said as she rose from the couch. "Robert, honey, I'll have dinner ready in thirty minutes." Smiling, Mom headed towards the kitchen.

I stood up and begin buttoning my blouse, my pigtails swaying about my shoulders. I covered up my breasts and smoothed down my skirt. I smiled at George, loving how we squirmed. He had a hardon bulging his jeans.

Poor guy, he'd have to wait until he got home tonight to take care of that. I certainly wasn't going to give him anything. Not even a hand job. I was a good girl. My hands, my mouth, my pussy, and even my asshole, were all Daddy's.