Daddy’s Mind-Controlled Daughters 3: Daughters Pleasing Daddy

Daddy’s Mind-Controlled Daughters
A Story of the Institute of Apotheosis Research
Chapter Three: Daughters Pleasing Daddy
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2017

Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this!

I groaned, my orgasm shivering through me, my dick lodged in Crystal’s pussy. She was the second daughter I’d fucked today. My fantasies of taking my daughters, using their barely legal cunts, had come to life today thanks to an impossible device.

The Halo.

A ring of gold housing nanites. They’d changed my mind, allowing me to rewrite the brainwaves of others and control them. I imposed my will upon two of my daughters and Crystal’s friend/lesbian lover Jessica. First, I deflowered eighteen-year-old Kitty then I took her upstairs where Crystal and Jessica were fucking in her bedroom. I broke in Jessica’s ass, had Crystal suck my cock clean, then pounded her tight, nineteen-year-old cunt.

What a treat.

I didn’t understand why the Institute of Apotheosis Research gave me this Halo. Their name implied they were creating gods, apparently through technology. Why me? What did they hope to gain by this? They sounded more a cult than a technology company.

Maybe that was it. They were just following the delusional commands of their founder. I guess it really didn’t matter. Not when I got to enjoy my desires finally. After lusting after my daughters, I enjoyed their bodies so much.

“Oh, Daddy,” groaned Crystal as she rolled off of me, my dick sliding out of her pussy. Her round breasts jiggled as she sank on her back, legs spread wide, a look of euphoria on her lips.

Downstairs, someone moved. Either my wife, Anne, was home from Pilates or our twenty-year-old, twin daughters were back from their youth group meeting at church. Either way, I was eager to have more fun.

“Well, Kitten,” I grinned at my youngest, a petite thing with her blonde hair in pigtails, her face smeared with Jessica’s pussy juices. The pair had sixty-nined while Crystal rode my dick. “You wanted to eat Daddy’s cum out of your sister’s pussy.”

“Yes!” Kitty gasped, her blue eyes so bright. She jumped off Jessica and threw herself on the bed. Springs creaked as she bounced between her older sister’s thighs.

“Holy shit!” Crystal gasped.

Kitty buried her face into her sister’s twat with so much enthusiasm. She licked and lapped, devouring my incestuous seed out of her sister’s well-fucked pussy. My dick throbbed, still hard. Another thing the nanites gave me: increased sexual stamina. Well, they wanted to make me into a god. So I had to be strong and healthy and virile.

Like Zeus. He fucked everything he could, too.

Footsteps creaked up the stairs. Over Crystal’s panting moans, I only heard one person climbing. So my wife was back from Pilates. Part of me was disappointed. I wanted the twins. I wanted to fuck their tight snatches and then watch them lick my cum out of their identical pussies.

God, that would be so hot.

“Oh, Kitty,” groaned Crystal.

“Kitty, you’re not bothering your sister, are you?” my wife called as she walked down the second floor hallway. I stared at my daughter’s open door, eager for this moment. “I told you to stop being a brat and going in her room.”

“She’s not bothering me at all, Mom!” Crystal gasped, her hands squeezing those youthful breasts, small handfuls but bigger than Kitty’s budding mounds. “Oh, my god, yes!”

“What are you two girls doing…?” My wife’s words trailed off as she stepped into the doorway. She stared into the room at the sight of the incestuous orgy, Kitty’s ass pointed right at her, her cute hips wiggling as she feasted on Crystal’s snatch. Jessica lounged naked on the floor, her large breasts rising and falling with her heavy breaths.

My wife’s jaw dropped.

She stood stunned in her sweat pants and t-shirt, her face flushed from Pilates, brown hair mussed and tousled. Her gym bag fell out of her hand and landed with a muffled thud on the carpet. She shook her head.

Her eyes found me, dick wet. Her jaw worked. A strangled groan burst from her lips. Then a red flush washed across her face. Eyes hardened. Hands twisted into claws. Angry words hiss out of her mouth, a teapot hitting boil.

“You fucking bastard! You fucked our daughters! Oh, I’m going to have your ass thrown in jail, you fucking pervert!”

“Mom?” Crystal gasped in shock. “Why are you so angry? Daddy can fuck us all he wants.”

“We’re his whores, Mommy,” Kitty moaned between hot licks. “He told us so.”

Jessica nodded her head in agreement. “He explained it to us, Mrs. Horne.”

“I’m sure he did,” she snapped. She bent down, opening up her gym bag’s side pocket. She pulled out her cell phone. “I’m going to have you arrested!”

“Drop your phone,” I calmly said, a small tingle racing through my thoughts as I dominated her brain.

My wife gave me such a sneer. “Like I’d ever…” She trailed off, her hand relaxing, phone tumbling through the air. The phone, clad in a purple protective sheath, hit the carpet on its corner, bouncing into the room. Letting out a snarl of irritation, she shot down to grab it.

“Don’t pick up your phone.”

Her hand froze, fingers about to snag it. She jerked upright, a startled look in her eyes. “What is going on? How are you doing that, Michael?”

“Just come here and suck my dick clean of our daughter’s pussy juices, and I’ll explain it to you.”

“You fucking pervert,” she said, marching towards me. “You have to be out of your goddamn mind if you’d think I’d do that.” She fell to her knees before me. “What is wrong—”

She silenced herself by engulfing my dick in her mouth, sucking our daughter’s pussy juices off of my cock. I groaned, my wife’s familiar mouth wrapped about my cock. I shuddered, breathing in deeply as she sucked my shaft.

I smelled the perfume she wore.

I’d forgotten she put on perfume before going to Pilates. It seemed weird. She claimed she did it to keep herself smelling good. I could detect her sweat beneath it and a salty musk. I frowned, my wife bobbing her mouth up and down my dick, her eyes staring up at me wide with fright, the color drained from her face.

“Relax,” I told her. “You have nothing to be afraid of.” My stomach twisted. “You like the taste of your daughter’s pussy.”

“Crystal tastes so good, Mommy,” Kitty moaned beside us. “Especially full of Daddy’s cum.”

My wife did relax, my thoughts prickling hard as I rewrote her thoughts. Color blossomed in her cheeks again. Her dark eyes didn’t tremble. She sucked harder, her tongue swiping around the shaft as she groaned her enjoyment.

“Mmm, yes, she does taste amazing, Mrs. Horne,” Jessica groaned.

I leaned back on my elbows, glancing at my daughter’s lesbian incest beside me, Crystal smiling at me as she ground her shaved snatch on her little sister’s mouth. My dick throbbed in my wife’s hungry mouth, her hair brushing my naked thighs as she bobbed her head.

Kitty feasted on her older sister’s cunt with the same enthusiasm she did everything. Her tongue licked wildly, flailing upward, striking Crystal’s clit. It made my middle daughter squirm and moan, her hands squeezing her tits.

“Come sit on your girlfriend’s face, Jessica,” I groaned. “I think Crystal needs to do something with her mouth.”

“Yes, Master!” Jessica groaned, hopping to her feet, her dark hair swaying, her large tits bouncing. She had such big, pillowy tits, larger than my wife’s. They swayed as the nineteen-year-old climbed onto the bed and deftly mounted my daughter, bringing her shaved snatch to Crystal’s hungry mouth. “Oh, honey, yes, lick me.”

“Did you know Crystal and Jessica are lovers?” I asked my wife, stroking through her brown hair, my balls throbbing as her hot mouth sucked and pleased me.

My wife moaned a “Yes” about my dick.

“Really?”

“You did, Mrs. Horne?” gasped Jessica, her huge tits swaying just beside my head as she squirmed on my daughter’s face.

My wife just kept sucking. She couldn’t stop if she wanted to.

“Incest is perfectly fine,” I told my wife. “You have the hots for your daughters. You want to eat all their pussies.” My vision fuzzed. Spots of pain wormed through my brain. I groaned. “You’re so happy they’re daddy’s whores. You want them to make me happy.” I pulled her mouth off my dick. “And why do you want them to make me happy?”

“Because you’re their father,” she panted, shivering.

“And not because you want me to be happy?”

“I do want you to be happy,” she moaned, trembling. “Please, I need to keep sucking your dick. I have to make you happy.”

“I love you,” I said.

“Love you,” she moaned and then groaned in relief when I let go of her hair. She engulfed my dick with such hunger, sucking it into her mouth.

“I can’t wait for Mommy to lick my pussy,” Kitty said, face smeared with pussy juices and cum. “And to lick hers.”

“She birthed you, so I think you owe her,” I said, the pleasure swelling in my balls, my lusts building so fast beneath my wife’s eager blowjob.

I couldn’t remember the last time she sucked my cock with so much enthusiasm.

“Now keep licking your sister. Don’t leave her frustrated.”

“Yes, Daddy!”

Crystal let out a groan of relief when Kitty started licking again. She seized Jessica’s thighs, clutching them as she devoured her lover’s pussy.