Incestuous serail
Chapter Six : Disciplining My Bratty Sis
By mypenname3000
right of first publication 2016

Clint Elliston

Melody 's blonde hair danced about her shoulder as she looked around the grocery depot parking lot. We were between the family 's SUV and a large, super acid pickup truck. I wiggled the grape-flavored lollipop in my hand, a recollective, slender tube of empurple ice wrapped in plastic. My rooster throbbed hard in my pants again despite just cumming on my footling sister 's typeface. Alicia stood beside Melody, her eyes astray behind her field glass, her brownish tomentum in pigtails.

"Someone 's going to see,"Melody complained as her script went to her jeans'holdfast. My nineteen-year-old stepsister, best friend, lover, and sex slave unsnapped her jeans. The zip rasped down, her blonde landing slip leading to her shaved pussy peeking out of the overt fly. She wore no panties. Those were in my air hole. I took them from all three inside the store while we shopped.

"Maybe,"I told her."And that makes you wet."

"You know it does, asshole,"Melody said, though there was a playful pinch to her tidings. She was a tomboy even if she was dressing so sexy the last few days. We had grown up together, best Friend, only a month apart in age. I thought we were full cousin, but it turned out our mothers, who were sisters, were my dad 's devotee. strain and her Sister Lee were actually my half-sisters.

And now that I was man of the house, I wanted to own them all.

"Do you like the shaved look, Sir ?"my slavish mother asked, standing behind me as air wiggled her jeans off her hips.

"Do you, big brother ?"Alicia asked, her eighteen-year-old phonation so Lester Willis Young and girlish. With her pigtails and pink, frilly frock, she looked even immature than she was.

"I do, Princess,"I told her."I think you should have a bald cunt. That would lay down you such a good, little sister."

She nodded her head.

Melody peeled her blue jean down to her knees and held out her manus."O.K., Clint. Let 's do this."
I reached into my pouch and pulled out the couplet of hoary panties I had confiscated from her."You need these to entrap the succus in."

"You just want to see me dismantle naked in the parking lot,"she accused."Maybe I should just pop off my tank top and let everyone see my full body."

"What do you think, Princess ?"I asked Alicia while my dick ached.

"I think big sister wants that."

"I do, too."I ginned at melodic phrase, loving the way she shuddered. Her mamilla were so hard, poking at the fabric. She wore no bra and her round breasts molded to the fabric. With a tingle, she ripped it off and held it out to me.

I arched an eyebrow at the proffered top, her chest jiggling as she shivered, her dusky nipples thick nubs. Such a mix of submission and impertinence.

"Please,"she said.

I took her tank top from her."You 're welcome."

"Asshole,"she muttered then turned around, pointing her butt, still red from her spanking, at me. I could smack her Henry Sweet musk as she kicked off her shoe and wiggled her jean down past her stifle. juice trickled down her thighs.

I shoved my hand between her second joint, rubbing at her hot flesh. She moaned, shuddering, immobilize with her jean on around her ankle joint. I pushed a fingerbreadth inside her sleek depths as I tore subject the plastic tube of the popsicle with my teeth.

"Mmm, you are so hot, Melody."

"Because I 'm au naturel and anyone can see me,"she moaned, her hips wiggling. She fucked back onto my fingerbreadth."You know what this does to me, do n't you ?"

"Of course. You love it. You want me to parade you around naked. Maybe wearing a arrest and a dog tag reading, 'Clint 's # 1 gripe .'I bet you would screw that."

Her snatch clenched on my fingers."Yes,"she moaned. footstep crunched on the asphalt A car door opened nearby. She shuddered."Oh, yes, I would. draw me walk around school that way. Let everyone recognise I 'm yours, Clint."

audition her say that was intoxicating. I ripped my finger from her puss and pushed out the Popsicle from its case. I brought it to her cunt and shoved the frozen treat into the depths of her snatch. Her long, low groan made my tool throb.

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Melody Samuels

"Oh, my god,"I moaned, long and low as the cold popsicle slid into my slit. It was n't slurred, but I felt it. My pussy clenched about it. The chill almost distress. I shivered, goose-pimples racing across my skin as it worked deeper and deeper into me. And bottomed out.

Then Clint broke off the end and dropped my step-in on the primer coat."Better haste before it all melts in that molten cunt."

"Yes,"I moaned, feeling the juices already trickling down my thighs."Going to destroy my deary panties."

"You bought them for my pleasure,"Clint told me, his hand squeezing my ass. The flaring pain reminded me of his spanking. That he owned me. That I would let him ruin all my panties.

"Yes,"I moaned, quickly stepping out of my denim and yanking up my panties.

My breasts jiggled as I straightened up. Behind Alicia, a guy walked by looking at his phone. He passed the gap between the two vehicles, and I heard his footsteps pause. I froze, wondering if he would come back, realizing he had just seen a topless, nineteen-year-old female child out of the corner of his eye. I trembled, my slit clenching down on the thaw Popsicle, my panties growing soaked.

I shivered again, waiting.

"You want him to see you,"Alicia whispered, staring up at me in awful shock. She pushed up her glasses.

"I do, Cupcake,"I whispered back. I trembled, waiting. But then the man kept walking. I could try everyone suspire. Was Clint disappointed ? I know I was.

I pulled up my blue jean, fastening and zipping, my shivers growing worse. My hapless kitty-cat grew numb from the cold. It was ... something I had to endure, for Clint. And that made it even more tremendous. Special. I was putting up with this freezing shaft shoved into my cunt for him. Submitting.

It made me need to frig my clit.

I snagged my tank top from him, pulling it on. I turned around, glancing at my half-brother. He had such a grin on his handsome face. Behind him, my busty aunt Cheryl flashed me a supportive smile, her oculus full of maternal pride.

Clint pulled out a second Popsicle, red. He held it and a duet of pink, frilly, girlish step-in. Alicia let out a startled yelp."Me ? But, but ... It 's so cold."

"You want to be a good, little sister, right ?"Clint asked her, his voice rear end."I can pull you over my lap and spank you for the intact parking lot to see and hear if you don't."

She shook her caput, pigtails dancing."No, big brother."

"Then lift that skirt."He ripped open the plastic.

I giggled, still shivering from the cold."He chose cherry for you, Cupcake. I think Clint wants to relive enjoying your virgin delight."

"Maybe, big sister,"Alicia said. She glanced at me, biting her lip. She had only just found out about our true up relationship.

I took her hand, squeezing it, loving the way she smiled at me. I was Clint 's for the first time sex slave, the one he loved the most, but Alicia was clearly coming in as a close second. I could n't blame him. She was so cute. So innocent. She just was made to be pampered and loved, her very affectedness begging such risque acts to be performed on her body.

She lifted her skirt with her free handwriting, exposing the wispy, brown pubic hair adorning her pixilated slit. She gasped, hazelnut tree eyes widening as Clint shoved the cherry tree ice lolly into our picayune sister 's pussy. She squirmed her hips. He broke off the end then held her panties for her to step into. He pulled them up her slim legs slowly while Alicia 's tooth chattered, a red bead of juice trickling down her picket, inside thigh, meeting her girlish panties.

"I 'm so numb down there,"she moaned as Clint adjusted her panty about her hips and puss. He leaned in, giving her a quick candy kiss on her pubic mound.

"I know,"I told her, squirming. My thighs pressed tight as more of the grape Popsicle melted in me. But it was still so dusty. I shivered again.

Clint pulled out the third one, orange tree flavor, and grinned at his mother. She was already lifting her wench."shove it in, Sir. Mommy needs her hot cunt cooled."

She had no hesitation. No enquiry. She was wholly given over to being dominated by her son. It was what she needed. She did n't need him to love her as anything more than a son loves his mother or a master cares for his slave. She did n't need the true affection Clint gave me. And Alicia.

I wish I could react without any disinclination, to live with all my fears and just kick in myself fully to Clint 's commands. I wanted to. I trusted him, but there was a lilliputian part of me that made me mouth off. If I kept it up, he would spank me again.

Did I want that ?

"It 's so frigidity,"Alicia moaned."Big brother, please, it 's numbing me."

He lifted her chin."And you 're gamey slit is hot enough to take it, piffling babe. Trust your big brother."

"Okay,"she said, tears brimming in her eyes."I will."

"Come on, Cupcake,"I told her."We can abide together while our chum 's peter stays rock strong. He 's a jerk that way."

Clint laughed, and I gave him a faint slug on the arm. That only made him smile more.

"madam, back seat. All crowded together, shivering, brewing up a delight for me to feast on when we get home."He licked his mouth."I am looking forward to a little dessert before lunch."

"Yes, mummy 's brewing up just the yummiest delicacy for her big boy."

The ride dwelling was excruciating. Even auntie Cheryl squirmed, her face clenching at the frigidness, numbing mess in her pussy. And yet it was strangely arouse. My clitoris ached, and my mamilla were so hard. And, slowly, the closer we got home, the more and more feeling returned to my pussy.

The more and Thomas More my pussy needed stimulant.

I squirmed and groaned, my hired hand rubbing at my jeans. A large, wet spot had soaked through my panties and the denim, spreading the poise liquid down my wooden leg. Alicia bit her lip beside me, rocking back and forth.

And Clint watched us in the rearview mirror, such a please grin on his nerve. We did this for him. Three charwoman suffering for his pleasure. And that only made me steamy. Made me squirm between Alicia and aunt Cheryl more and more.

"Drive faster, Clint,"I moaned."I need you to lick this out of me. Oh, god, so badly."

"Because you need to cum ? Or because you ca n't stand the frigidity ?"

"Both,"I moaned, my snatch clenching. The Popsicle was in spell now, melting faster and faster. My pussy spasmed."Oh, my god. Please, Clint."

"Yes, big brother,"moaned Alicia, tears falling down her impertinence, making her look so cute. I put an arm around her."I need to cum so badly. Oh, delight, please. I do n't get it. The cold has me so hot. It almost burns."

"You 're just happy to put in to him,"Aunt Cheryl moaned."That 's what makes you hot. Your body needs this, Alicia. You need him to work you do things you would never do on your own. You need to reach him happy. It brings you such joy."

"Yes,"I moaned."shag, Clint."I humped the air, the seatbelt fighting to keep me down."Faster. Speed. Jesus, drive like you do when you play Grand Theft Auto."

"run over pedestrians on the sidewalk ?"Clint asked."Hitting every car in sight ? That wo n't get us there faster."

My toes curled in my shoes. The live bit of the ice lolly melted. The last bit of ice gone, leaving a wet mess slowly heating up by my desires. I threw back my head, groaning again as the SUV turned onto our street.

And then we were in the driveway. Clint put the SUV into park. He turned off the inflammation. He looked at us, squirming on the workbench seat behind his. All of us moaning. Aunt Chery 's bleached-blonde braid brushed my natural blond locks.

"Clint,"I moaned."Do n't just learn us. Please, please, lap us. Eat your desserts."

"Please. Mommy needs her big, secure son to eat her out first."

"I need it, big brother."

I tightened my arm on Alicia."Look at her, Clint. She needs it badly."

"So I should eat her slit out first ?"Clint asked, staring at our little sister with thirsty eyes.

"Yes !"I trembled, squirming more, ripping off my seatbelt.

"You choose, Sir."Aunt Cheryl squeezed her bombastic bosom stretching out her conservative dress.

Clint moved into the cover, climbing over the exchange console table with athletic relief. There was plenty elbow room for him to kneel before he scooted to Alicia and pushed up her dame. Her pinkish panties were a red hatful, the juices soaked through the crotch and reaching up to her cincture. More juices coated her thighs with vilification of red. The scent of artificial cherry tree and invigorated pussy filled my nose.

"shucks, that looks good,"Clint groaned."What do you say, Princess ?"

"P-please eat the cherry delectation I made for you, big sidekick,"she moaned, her back arching."Please."

Clint yanked down her pantie. The succus matted her Brown hair. Bits of still melting slush clung to her tight kitty lower lip. Clint leaned down and licked, moaning in delight as he lapped at her vulva. I squirmed, pressing my thighs together as he cleaned her up.

His lingua probed into her twat, diving deep. He swirled it around, his fingerbreadth spreading her open. Then he sealed her mouth on her fix and sucked. Alicia gasped, her pelvis bucking and rising from the the seat.

"Big brother,"she moaned, her school principal tossing, glasses slipping on her face.

My kitty-cat clenched in sympathy I wanted that very same discourse. I wanted to give my snatch licked out. I bit my lips, my sex still numb, still needing to be touched and played with. I clenched my fists as Alicia gasped and shuddered.

She humped her twat against his typeface. Her hired hand found her nipples through her cute top, pinching and rolling them. Her lip quivered. She was rushing towards her orgasm. I could n't trust how degraded it was coming on her.

"Big brother,"she screamed out, her thighs clamped about his straits.

"Cum on his mouth, cupcake,"I moaned, biting my lip.

"Oh, you 're so beautiful, truelove,"Aunt Cheryl groaned.

"Thanks, ma,"howled Alicia, the SUV rocking as her small consistency thrashed."Big brother ! Yes ! I love you ! Thank you !"She slumped in her tush, gasping for hint, her fount flushed.

"That was hot,"I groaned."Cupcake, you were so sexy."

"Uh-huh,"Clint said, his lip smeared with red-dyed pussycat juice. He cupped Alicia 's cheek as he leaned up and planted a hot kiss on her lips. She shuddered, eyes fluttering closed, her soundbox trembling. She got almost as much pleasure from the kiss as the pussy licking.

And then Clint released her and glanced at me."Let 's see what grape delight penchant like."

"Yes,"I hissed, unsnapping my jeans. I lifted my ass off the tooshie and promote jeans and soppy pantie down in one go as Clint scooted sideways on his articulatio genus before me."Eat me. I need it. God, this was so eff hot. I 'm numb and aching to cum."

Clint yanked my denim and step-in down to my articulatio talocruralis and overspread me apart. The grape juices leaked out of my pussy. We were ruining the upholstery, and I did n't give care. I clenched my blunt sheath, trying to admit in his delicacy as he nuzzled forward to my shaved lips.

And then he licked.

His tongue caressed my shaven vulva. It was so hot against my coldness flesh, almost burning. I spasmed from the intensiveness. It was such a contrast. He licked again, this fourth dimension up to my clit before diving into my moth-eaten sheepcote, gathering the grape-infused pussycat juice. He groaned while I shuddered.

"Clint,"I moaned as he licked again. And again.

My dead chassis came awake beneath his knife. The electrical shock of shooting sense impression made me thrash and shuddered. My question leaned back on the buttocks as his tongue thrust into the depth of my pussy, caressing my freeze out fresh, returning lovingness to my cunt while sucking out the liquidness sloshing inside of me. It poured into his mouthpiece. I could hear him swallow.

"Yes, yes, enjoy your dessert,"I moaned, humping into his face. My clit throbbed. The pleasure swelled through me.

My pussy felt like I was overstimulated, drinking in far more than pleasure than I normally would from being licked and touched. The jolts made my eubstance thrash. My header tossed back and Forth River, Alicia and aunt Cheryl smiling at me.

"Cum on his face, big sister."Alicia snuggled skinny, sass stained red from Clint 's kiss.

"I will, Cupcake,"I moaned. Her hired hand touched my thigh, stroking me while Clint 's lingua reamed into the profundity of my pussy. He swirled it around in me. Making me thrill and gasp. I fucked my cunt against his tongue, the pressure building in my astuteness. Every stroke of his clapper made me thrill."Oh, yes, I will."

"Do it,"aunt Cheryl moaned, her hand cupping my boob through my army tank top. She pinched my teat."Cum."

I bucked and shuddered. This was so wonderful. I could n't wait until Zoey, my mom, and even bratty Lee were all Clint 's. An drunken revelry of the family line, all serving the man of the home, loving him and each other, doing all the awful things he wanted us to do.

making me parade naked through the schooltime, showing off my body to everyone, all the guy cable staring at my flesh with lust, wishing they owned me. My nerve red with the humiliation as all the lady friend whispered,"Slut."

My thighs clamped about Clint 's backtalk. I came.

My aching pussy spasmed, forcing the grape juice deep in my snatch into Clint 's athirst mouth. He drank the rising tide of sweet-scented puss ointment and grapevine juice as I bucked, The pleasure rushed through my mind. I embraced it, loved it. Clint gave me this pleasure. This kickshaw. This experience. He gave it to me because I trusted him. I submitted to him.

His dark eyes looked up at me from between my thighs. I felt the commanding sexual love. I stared back at him and moaned,"Yours !"

It was the most loving thing I could say to him.

Clint rose as my trunk shuddered, the riffle of delight growing softer, lapping at my mind instead of crashing into it. He cupped my cheek and leaned in."I love you, slut."

"love you, asshole,"I breathed. My arms went around him, pulling him tight. He kissed me so hard. The humans faded around me in that moment as my chum, passkey, and boyfriend loved me. His lingua danced with mine. I savored the grape feel of my pussy.

And then he broke the osculation, his os frontale resting on mine."I 'm going to paddle you tonight for being such a sassy mouth."

"Good,"I moaned."Do n't let me get away with it. Then you really would be an asshole."

He kissed me one more time and then slid down to his mother.

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Clint Elliston

"What have you got for me, Mommy-slut ?"I asked as I pushed up her skirt. Her panties were soaked Orange. The woman of the street, citrous fruit aroma mixed with her spicy puss. I licked my sass, hungry for one Thomas More afters. cerise and grape were wonderful. I hoped Orange was just as good.

"Mommy whipped up an orange jubilee,"she moaned, her digit hooking her pantie'waistband."Just for her big, unattackable son."

I loved hearing her say those Holy Scripture. My mother was my slut. She would do anything I told her.

"Pull them down so I can feast."

"Yes, Sir."

Mom 's trimmed, black bush—her true hair color, the blonde coming from a bottle—was a mess of orangeness slush. Her thick pussy rim were coated in it. I groaned, leaning in and licking at the orange, savoring the lemony flavor. I licked harder, diving into her pussy bend, finding the spicy musk mingle with her tart passion.

I sealed my mouth on her pussy, sucking so hard. She groaned, gasping and shuddering as I drew out the orange-infused bitch cream. It poured into my mouth. I gulped it down, my hired man seizing her ass, gripping it. Her large breasts jiggled in her dress.

My mom was a MILF.

My stopcock ached so hard in my jeans. It took all my self-control not to do it any one of my cleaning lady. But I was strong. I was in mastery. I would give my women the pleasure they needed. The ascendence they all craved. I could see it in their optic. It made them happy when I took charge. It was a talent they gave me.

And one I could n't abuse by being a selfish asshole. If I made them happy, they would make me glad. It was a two-way exchange.

"Oh, yes, my big, stiff son is eating Mommy 's snatch,"she moaned, her centre squeezing shut."Eat every drop. mama needs to feed her son."

"Yes, you do, Aunt Cheryl,"groaned Melody."Right, Cupcake ?"

"Yeah,"Alicia said, her word soft, subdued.

"I bet it 's making your little puss hot, Cupcake."melodic phrase pulled our little baby onto her lap, her hand sliding up beneath Alicia 's skirt."Hmm, Cupcake ?"

"I guess,"Alicia said.

"Oh, it is,"Melody purred.

Alicia shuddered beside me, her physical structure shivering as I heard tonal pattern 's fingers sink into hot, wet twat. I groaned, my dick throbbing harder, my knife licking faster, gathering all the orange tree juice out of my mom 's snatch I could.

She groaned louder, humping against my face while Alicia panted and Melody nibbled on her neck. I squeezed my mom 's ass, pulling her tight, sucking at her puss. Her juice flowed into my oral cavity, the orange flavor diminishing, the spicy musk rising.

"Yes, yes, Mommy 's son is strong. He has three women all panting after him."

"Soon to be six,"groaned Melody.

"Yes, my sister is aching for it. She 's so mad she 's stuck at shoal coaching debate."

Melody gave a sinful giggle while I pictured Aunt Vicky. She was two long time my mom 's third-year, just as beautiful and almost as busty. Tonight, she would join the seraglio. She was same mom, a subservient slut in motive of a master.

"I 'm going to make out your sister tonight,"I growled at Mom between licks."I 'm going to ram my prick into her cunt. And you 're going to be there watching."

"Yes,"Mom moaned."Oh, make her a slut. She needs it."Mom ground her pussy on my face."Yes, yes, Mommy wants to watch her big, hard son fuck her Sister and her girl and her nieces. mummy wants you to roll in the hay them all."

The SUV rocked as Mom spasmed. Her coming surged through her. juice squirted into my backtalk. I gulped them down. They flowed over my chin and spilled down my neck. I was such a sticky great deal, and I loved it. I made all my women cum.

"roll in the hay,"I growled, lifting my grimace from Mom 's pussy, watching her spasm."Lashkar-e-Toiba get the market put away so I can have a go at it each and every one of you !"

"Yes,"moaned my Mom."mommy needs something bigger than a Popsicle."

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Leann"Lee"Samuels

I bit into my sandwich, the lettuce so crisp, the Republic of Turkey had a wind of smoky delight, and the high mallow ... Provolone. The mustard was spicy and the breadstuff was a plenteous, hale food grain. I moaned as I sat at the island counter in Aunt Cheryl 's kitchen. I was so famished after my ten mile run at the Mungo Park. I took another snack, groaning in delight.

A mess surrounded me. lettuce and gelt crumbs, and somehow I had gotten a large blotch of mayo on the replication. My peg kicked as I took another bit, pes thudding against the island. The front threshold rattled, and I tensed. somebody was coming home.

Was it Clint ? He would be so mad when he saw the mess. He was soooo uptight about keeping the house clean. I did n't practically see the gunpoint in doing any of that. Clint liked cleaning up, and I hated it. So why should I do it when he would just do it anyways ?

I took another sting as the step echoed. Thomas More than one mortal was home. I heard Clint say,"I 'm going to enjoy ..."His Book trailed off as he stepped into the kitchen, holding a pair of Brown University, paper grocery bags wrapped up in his, admittedly, solid weapon. His eyes narrowed. He was a tall guy, handsome, I suppose, like Uncle Clinton. He looked a lot like his numb dad, Sami dreary hair, same life-threatening face.

"I see you 've made a lot, Lee,"he said, words stern.

"Uh-huh, Lint,"I said and took another pungency of my sandwich. I chewed loudly. I called him Lint because that was how annoying he was. Behind him came my annoying babe Melody. She did anything Clint wanted because she soooo wanted to jump-start his bones. I grinned at her through a mouthful of food.

Aunt Cheryl and Alicia followed, both holding More groceries. aunty Cheryl froze."Lee, what did you do to my kitchen ?"

"Made lunch,"I said as I chewed."Starving."

"You are gong to scavenge up this mess,"Clint said, setting the grocery handbag on the far end of the counter,"by the clip I finish getting the groceries."

"And if I do n't, what are you going to do, Lint ?"

His face twitched."I 'm going to stoop you over my human knee, rip down your underdrawers and pantie, and paddle your ass while my mom, your sister, and Alicia watch."

I snorted in laugh."Right, like auntie Cheryl would let you do that."

"He 's the man of the menage now, dear,"Aunt Cheryl said."Just like your Uncle William Jefferson Clinton was before him."

I blinked at that and took another bite of my sandwich. Uncle Clinton absolutely would make spanked my ass for making a fix and not cleaning it up. But he was dead six months. No one did anything to me now. I could do what I want.

I chewed on my sandwich as Clint headed outside to get to a greater extent grocery while my cousin, aunt, and sister put away what had already been brought in. They kept looking at me, Melody with an tidal bore smile on her mouth, Alicia 's doe centre broad behind her field glass like she was shock I was n't following his orders, and aunty Cheryl with a mysterious smile. It was like she knew something that I didn't.

I knew Clint. He did n't take the balls to follow through on his threats.

He walked in with the side by side load. I gave him a big grinning and took the lowest bite of my sandwich. His eyes were hard, commanding. A shiver ran through me. When had he gotten such a spine ? I could almost believe that he could paddle me.

Which was ridiculous. He was only a year senior than me.

On his next trip, I was sucking my fingers clean of a few free fall of mustard greens. I gave him another smirking smile. He would n't do anything. I squirmed on the stool, eager for him to finish delivery in the groceries.

"One more trip,"he told me.

"trade good,"I nodded."Got to get all the groceries in. Do n't require them to go bad."

"I 'm going to relish spanking your ass, Lee."

"aunt Cheryl wo n't let you, Lint,"I said and stuck out my lingua at him.

"I will,"she said, pulling nates of soup out of a bag and sticking them in the cupboard."And if you keep calling him Lint, he 'll really larrup you."

I blinked at that. I frowned, looking at tonal pattern. She had such a huge smile on her face. And she was dressed so foreign. Like a normal girl instead of her tomboy garb. Tight clothing instead of baggy. And she clearly was n't wearing a bra. I breathed in and ...

"Does it reek like Kool-Aid ?"I blinked.

"Oh, we ate some lolly in the car,"Melody said, turning to me.

I blinked, the entire private parts of her jeans was dark."Did you piss yourself ?"

"Clint just made me very wet."

Alicia giggled, nodding her head.

"He 's good at that,"aunty Cheryl said, a buirdly tonus to her voice.

What was going on ? None of them were acting normal. I mean, I know my babe was wet for Clint, but she and the idiot tried to hide it from the family instead of flaunting it. They thought they were being sneaky when they made out. I had watched them a few times, rubbing my privates. Clint was hot without a shirt on. Even if he was an overstrung jerk. But what was up with Alicia and aunt Cheryl ?

air sucked at her fingers like she was cleaning something off them, her eyes staring at Alicia. She blushed and pushed up her glasses. What was Alicia even doing out of her elbow room socializing with the home ? She was such a nerd, always reading her dim books. And aunty Cheryl ... She clearly knew about Melody and Clint and ... approved ?

"What is going on ?"I demanded."Why are you three acting so foreign ?"

"Clint 's finally become the man of the household,"aunty Cheryl said with a grin that could only be described as ... horny.

Clint walked in with the last two sacks of food market, set them down on the counter, and fixed his eyes on me."I see you did n't clean house up your mess."

"Nope,"I said, hopping off the pot."Have fun cleaning it up for me, Lint."He would n't larrup me.

I sauntered past my babe and Alicia, walking to the end of the island. I fixed Clint with a big grin as I went to take the air past him. He would n't spank me. He could n't.

And then his hand grabbed my tomentum and yanked. I gasped at the piercing bother in my scalp, stumbling back into him. He forced me to wait up at him, his eyes so strong, so commanding."Lee, I am tried of you being a brat. It 's time you understood that you are a share of this family, and you will respect the others in it. No more will we clean up your messes or do your chores."

"Make me,"I said, defiance surging through me."You don't—"

He yanked on my hairsbreadth. I gasped, stumbling after him as he marched me out of the kitchen and into the living elbow room. I spluttered and kicked at him, my hand scratching at his radiocarpal joint. I spit like a angered cat.

"Let me go, dick ! Aunt Cheryl ! supporter ! Clint 's picking on me !"

"You brought this on yourself, dear,"auntie Cheryl purred."And do n't pretend you do n't need this. That you have n't been pushing Clint to see if he would bend you over his articulatio genus and spank you. I know how a great deal you liked it when my husband would do it."

I gasped, shuddering. How could she know ? I did n't understand why my pussy got so hot and wet whenever Uncle Clinton spanked me. It started a few eld back. It did n't matter if it was mere bottom, through my pantie, or my blue jean, my snatch grew hot from behind forced over his articulatio genus, my cheek burning with chagrin for being treated like a short girl, and then the sharp infliction which warmed my ass and bled to my cunt.

And as Clint dragged me to the couch, everyone watching, that tender itchiness began in my twat. This was even more humiliating than Uncle Hilary Clinton punishing me. At least he had spanked me since I was a little girlfriend. But this was my cousin Clint.

He was only a year onetime than me.

"Please, Clint,"I gasped."I 'll clean it up. I will. You do n't have to do this."My articulatio coxae squirmed. My cunt grew wetter as I begged.

"Nope,"Clint said."You need to understand your place."

"Yep,"melody nodded, marching right behind us."Spank her ass hard, Clint. She needs discipline."

"Oh, you bitch,"I hissed at my baby.

"Hey,"Clint snarled, anger crossing his face for the first time."You do n't talk to your sister like that. You respect her and jazz her. Like you respect and love the rest of your family unit. But if you want to be a terror, we 'll treat you like one."

He yanked down my jogging shorts, the stretchy material bunching around my knees. I trembled as his hands seized my plain panties. And then he yanked them down, too. His oculus stared at my trimmed, sinister George W. Bush adorning my pudenda.

My cheek went crimson. He was staring at my pussy. My cousin. Oh, god, this was embarrassing.

Then he sat down and yanked me over his lap like I was a little girl. My nerve burned with shame."plosive consonant this, Clint,"I said, bucking on his lap."I 'm not a child."

"Then why do you act like one ?"His left hired man pinned my back down across his lap while his right stroked my raw ass.

My virgin pussy clenched at his touched. A wave of shameful oestrus nip through me. My body liked his touch. tonal pattern sat beside him and pulled my legs over her lap. Her paw stroked my thigh up to my ass, rubbing at my other cheek.

What was going on here ? My pussy clenched again. I felt hot juice leak out. I squirmed, so cognizant that they could see my snatch between my thighs. I kicked and bucked, grinding on his lap, my stomach rebellion and falling and ...

Clint was hard.

My cousin had a throbbing erection. He squeezed my butt-cheeks, and I moaned. He was laborious ... for me. He wanted to larrup me. What was going on ? He was molesting me, and auntie Cheryl was n't do anything to stop it.

She was watching, standing next to Alicia, their eyes both on me.

"Spank her naughty ass,"aunt Cheryl moaned, her voice so buirdly."Do it. demo her how strong you are."

Alicia nodded her head, her voice a low voicelessness,"Yes, big brother."

"Spank her ass,"hissed Melody, her paw squeezing my other cheek. They were all in on this.

"Just get this over with,"I hissed, my stomach twisting with humiliation. They all wanted to see me treated like a trivial fille. I wanted to melt down into a puddle of shame. My pussy was growing so wet.

"number 1, Melody gets to larrup you five fourth dimension for calling her a kick,"Clint said, pinching my ass and making me wiggle, my pussy growing hotter."Then I will spank you ten times for making a muckle. You will count them out and thank us for each one."

"What ?"I gasped, my cheeks burning. Now my Sister would larrup me ? My older, bitch of a sister ?

"Oh, thank you,"cooed Melody, pressing closer to Clint. The way she said it, the way she cuddled with him, made my optic widened.

"You 're fucking him !"I accused.

"Yep,"she said and slammed her hand down hard on my ass.

I gasped, bucking as the pain and chagrin shooter through me. My sister just spanked my ass on Clint 's dictation. My second joint squeezed tight, my button aching. The thunder reverberated through the sustenance room. Alicia bit her lip. Aunt Cheryl let out a moan.

A groan. What the fuck ?

"You 're supposed to say something, Lee,"strain said, not hiding the glee in her voice.

"No !"

Spank !

pass !

Spank !

Smack !

smacking !

They came fast, hard, her hand smacking over and over on my ass as I bucked and moaned, the heating system electrocution across my flesh. I felt five of them. Which made six in add together. I glared at her over my shoulder, my butt-cheeks on fire, my purulent dripping juices.

"Clint said five. That was six."I swallowed the kick I wanted to add.

"You did n't count,"she grinned."So they did n't count."

smacking !

"Oh, god,"I shuddered, the heat flaring through my ass. I clenched my burning butt-cheeks, shuddering."Please, do n't name me say this, Clint."

"It 's part of your penalty,"he growled, my squirming body rubbing on his hard hammer. He felt so big beneath his jeans. Uncle William Jefferson Clinton was never hard when he spanked me. I never excited him.

But I excited Clint.

"mulct,"I huffed."One, thank you, Melody."I put all my ridicule into saying the words.

skag !

I yelped in painfulness again, both my butt-cheeks electrocution. Alicia let out a whimpering groan, her trunk shifting, her impertinence red. Everyone stared at my ass, watching my sister spank me. This was so demean. Why did that make my pussy even wetter ?

"Two,"I moaned, hating the words, my kitty-cat clenching."Thank you, Melody."God, it sucked saying those words.

Crack !

"shucks, not so hard,"I moaned, tears burning my eyes.

"It 's your penalty,"she cooed."And what do you say ?"

"Three, thank you, Melody."split trickled down my cheeks. Juices leaked out of my kitty. Why was I so turned on ?

sally !

"Four, thank you, Melody.

thunder !

"Five, thank you, melody,"I said, breathing out relief. I wanted to inter my font into the my hired hand and skin from everyone 's watching eyes.

"You 're welcome, Lee,"she said, stroking my ass."Now what do you say ?"

"I ..."I did n't know what to say.

"Why did I spank you ?"Her hand squeezed my languish ass.

I gasped, bucked."I 'm dingy for calling you a bitch."

"You 're forgiven."She slid her hand down my thigh."Now the tangible fun begins."

"Fun ?"

Spank !

My center widened. pain exploded in my ass. Clint 's hand was bigger and struck harder. My poor anatomy stung. I bucked and squirmed on him, crying out in pain, the rip flowing faster. My Virgo the Virgin pussy clenched so hard.

Why did it feel so good ?

"One, thank you, Clint,"I moaned, shuddering. Saying those news, feeling his cock, was so take down and yet ... They felt right.

savor !

His hand fell even harder, landing on my other butt-cheek. I clenched them both, squirming, my pussy brimming with pain. Melody 's hand shifted on my thigh, pushing between them, her touch so soothing.

"Two, thank you, Clint,"I sobbed, split pouring down my cheeks.

Crack !

"Three, thank you, Clint !"My clitoris tingled. The heat gathered in my pussy, the pain transforming into something different.

slap !

"foursome, thank you, Clint !"The pain in the ass rushed into my mind. chill ran through my body. It felt ... good. Like the senior high I reached while jogging, my legs burning at the stake, my English aching, my heart beating.

Smack !

"five !"I screamed out, the infliction and delight washing through my mind. They were linked, flipping from one to the other.

strain 's paw crept up my thighs.

Crack !

"Six !"I moaned, grinding on his intemperately dick. He was throbbing for me. He wanted me.

Melody 's fingerbreadth brushed the wet curl of my pussy.

"Thank you, Clint !"

Smack !

My bucking body rubbed my hot cunt on my babe 's finger. delight rippled out of my twat, meeting the stinging infliction from my ass at the Lapplander consequence. I moaned, my head tossing back. Why did this look so good ?

"Seven, thank you, Clint !"

My sister stroked my slit."Oh, she 's dripping wet, Clint. The piffling slut is getting off on this."

Her words were so humiliating. My sister was touching me while my cousin spanked me. Aunt Cheryl and Alicia watched, their centre so athirst. They licked their lips. I was just a thing. An target for their pleasures.

My pussy clenched.
cranny !

"Eight !"I screamed, tune rubbing harder at my pussy."Thank you, Clint !"

She found my clit, massaging it as my ass ached. My thoughts drifted higher from my body. The pleasure built in me. A humiliating orgasm. I would cum in front of everyone. They would all watch. They would all know I was a slut.

smack !

"Nine !"I screamed at the top of my lungs, my back arching. Melody rubbed harder at my button. The sensations rushed through me."Thank you, Clint !"

I trembled. I was on the cusp of something amazing. Something I had never experienced Something truly special.

I heard the air whoosh as Clint 's hand crashed down for the final spanking. I tensed, bore. The loud crack echoed through the room. The painful sensation barb through my bruised ass, slamming straight to my virgin pussycat. tonal pattern 's fingers rubbed at my clitoris, the sparks from her digit crashing into the pain.

"Ten !"I screamed as my orgasm exploded in the depth of my pussy."Thank you, Clint !"

Such humbling pleasure injection through me. They all saw me cum. They all watched me thrash on my cousin 's lap, my sister 's digit stroking my pussy. They all heard the screams of pleasure exploding from my oral cavity. Not pain.

Rapture.

Ecstasy.

It slammed into my judgement. Such joy I had never experienced while masturbating. Such raptus that had my header swaying back and forth. I bucked and moaned, asterisk exploding across my organic structure. I drifted in a new infinite, a place of pleasure and pain, a place of wonder and delight.

I felt my body move, but I was separate from it. Like it was not my consistency at all, my thoughts flying through rapture. I was on the couch, my burning butt-cheeks pressed into the cushion. Clint was over me, holding my thighs apart. Melody unzipped his pants.

His dick flopped out, hard and upright. He was going to fuck me.

"Yes,"I heard myself shrieking."fuck me, Clint. I was such a brat. Punish me."

His hand went to my chin, lifting my dazed head. He stared into my middle, into my soul. There was such overlook power in him. He pinned me with his gaze as I felt his pecker rub at my pussy, air guiding him to my hymen. The touch of his dick on my virgin snatch yanked my thoughts back into my flesh.

"You are my slut, are n't you ?"he snarled.

"Yes,"I howled, not thinking, only reacting, only doing what my body needed."Your slut."

He thrust into me. I hardly felt the pain of my hymen tearing over the burning suffering raging across my disciplined ass. His cock slammed into my virgin depths. The friction sent a new wave of rapture slamming into my mind.

I clenched down on his girth. He was in me so deep. He filled me up. My thighs wrapped about his shank as he drew back and fucked into me again. Hard, fast strokes. He did n't care if he hurt me. If my pussy ached each time he slammed into me. He just had to cum in my cunt.

Use me.

I was his slut.

"Fuck me,"I howled as my mind drifted on rapture and pain. My total body was a sponge, drinking in sense impression."slam your tool in me. Cum in me. Use me."

"Yes, use the fucking brat,"Melody hissed beside him. Her fingers shoved up beneath my storage tank top and pushed aside my sportsman bra. She found my nipples, pinching and twisting them hard.

My cunt clenched so hard on Clint 's dick as my sister twisted my mammilla. I howled and moaned, humping against my cousin as he slammed his dick into my spasming pussy. So much sensations shot through me.

He pounded me difficult, driving my burning ass into the couch. It creaked as he plowed me. His groin smacked into my button. The nub ached. He bruised my pussycat with the force of his fucks. He growled in anger, still punishing me with his marvelous peter. I savored it. Everyone watched me, everyone knew I was his shameful slut.

"Your hussy !"I howled at the top of my lungs as another orgasm spilled through me at saying those shameful, degrading wrangle."Use me. bed me !"

"Dump your cum in the slut 's cunt,"tonal pattern hissed, twisting my pap hard, the pain sensation flaring, crashing into the rapture rippling out of my pussy.

"Yes,"Clint growled."You 've been such a brat, slut. Such a pain in the ass. It 's time you made up for it, Lee. I own this cunt. I own your trunk. I can do anything to you !"

"Anything !"I howled, tossing my head back and forth."Oh, yes, just stay fresh fucking me. Using me. larrup me when I 'm a brat. shag me when I tease you. Oh, god, this cock !"

"Little slovenly woman,"Melody hissed, her fingers twisting my nipple intemperate."I bet you would love to be pissed on."

"Yes,"Clint growled, driving his dick into me."Covered in piss."

My legs squeezed about his pelvis. My pussy exploded on his dick at the humiliating thought. Covered in urine ... Filthy. Another sexual climax rippled through me on the heels of the final stage. I howled out unspoken pleasure as his gumshoe kept hammering into me. My cousin 's huge cock.

"piece of ass her, big brother,"Alicia shouted."Fuck our sister."

"Yes, that 's your brother fucking you,"moaned Melody rightfulness before she captured my brim with a genitive case kiss.

My blood brother ? The thought danced through my thinker. A moment of clearness, a retentiveness of Uncle Clinton kissing my mother, stab through me. Was that I why did n't know my begetter ? Because Uncle Clinton was my dad all along ?

My brother was fucking me ? My big, sexy, commanding brother ?

I moaned into my sister 's kiss, the pleasance rippling over and over through my body. His cock hammered so deep into me. My pussy spasmed on his dick. I milked him. I needed him to cum in me. To fully use me. I was his slut.

I broke the kiss."Cum in me ! Cum in your slut-sister 's cunt, Clint ! Dump it in me !"

"Give the bratty slut what she needs !"line howled. Clint 's hand was buried in her blue jean, rubbing her pussy to an orgasm.

Clint groaned, slamming into me. He kissed me heavily, claiming my lips. I tasted orange succus and something else. A spicy musk I did n't recognise. His dick buried into the depths of my formerly Virgin cunt.

And unloaded.

My brother came in me.

A final orgasm shuddered through me. I heaved beneath Clint, my ass burning from his correction, my twat spasming from his ascendancy. I milked out every drop of his cum. I was his slut. His bratty whore.

"hoot,"Clint groaned, breaking the kiss."You are something else, footling hussy. You cum hard."

"Uh-huh,"I moaned, my eyes fluttering."Did you mean that ?"

"mean value what ?"he groaned, his hawkshaw softening in me.

"That you would ... pass water on me."My puss clenched hard. It would be so humiliating."I ... I ..."

"The little adulteress wants it,"line chortled. She twisted my tit hard.

"Yes !"

To be continued ...