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

Clint Elliston

melodic line 's blonde whisker danced about her shoulder joint as she looked around the grocery storage parking lot. We were between the folk 's SUV and a large, fleeceable pickup truck. I wiggled the grape-flavored Popsicle in my hired hand, a long, slender tubing of imperial ice wrapped in plastic. My cock throbbed hard in my pants again despite just cumming on my slight sister 's face. Alicia stood beside tonal pattern, her oculus extensive behind her meth, her brownish hair in pigtails.

"Someone 's going to see,"melody complained as her workforce went to her dungaree'fastener. My nineteen-year-old half-sister, best Friend, lover, and sex slave unsnapped her jeans. The zip rasped down, her blonde landing strip leading to her shaved pussy peeking out of the open 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 catch to her words. She was a tomboy even if she was dressing so sexy the finale few days. We had grown up together, better friend, only a month apart in age. I thought we were cousin-german, but it turned out our female parent, who were sisters, were my dad 's fan. Melody and her sister Lee were actually my half-sisters.

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

"Do you like the shaved look, Sir ?"my submissive mother asked, standing behind me as melodic phrase wiggled her jean off her hips.

"Do you, big brother ?"Alicia asked, her eighteen-year-old voice so youth and girlish. With her pigtails and pink, frilly clothes, she looked even younger than she was.

"I do, Princess,"I told her."I think you should have got a bald cunt. That would form you such a respectable, small sister."

She nodded her head.

tonal pattern peeled her dungaree down to her knees and held out her handwriting."Okay, Clint. Let 's do this."
I reached into my pouch and pulled out the pair of grey panties I had confiscated from her."You need these to trap the juices in."

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

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

"I think big sister wants that."

"I do, too."I ginned at Melody, loving the way she shuddered. Her nipples were so grueling, poking at the material. She wore no bra and her round breasts molded to the fabric. With a tremor, she ripped it off and held it out to me.

I arched an brow at the offer top, her breasts jiggling as she shivered, her twilight nipples thick nubs. Such a mix of meekness and impertinence.

"Please,"she said.

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

"son of a bitch,"she muttered then turned around, pointing her butt, still red from her spanking, at me. I could sense her sweet musk as she kicked off her shoes and wiggled her jeans down past her knees. succus trickled down her thighs.

I shoved my script between her thigh, rubbing at her hot anatomy. She moaned, shuddering, fixed with her jeans on around her articulatio talocruralis. I pushed a finger inside her satiny depths as I tore spread the plastic subway system of the popsicle with my teeth.

"Mmm, you are so hot, Melody."

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

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

Her pussy clenched on my fingers."Yes,"she moaned. footstep crunched on the mineral pitch A car door opened nearby. She shuddered."Oh, yes, I would. earn me take the air around schooling that way. Let everyone get it on I 'm yours, Clint."

sense of hearing her say that was intoxicating. I ripped my finger's breadth from her pussy and pushed out the Popsicle from its case. I brought it to her pussycat and shoved the frozen delicacy into the astuteness of her grab. Her farsighted, low moan made my dick throb.

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Melody Samuels

"Oh, my god,"I moaned, long and low as the dusty Popsicle slid into my cunt. It was n't thickly, but I felt it. My pussy clenched about it. The chill almost trauma. I shivered, goose-pimples racing across my peel as it worked recondite and deeper into me. And bottomed out.

Then Clint broke off the end and dropped my panties on the ground."better hurry before it all thawing in that molten cunt."

"Yes,"I moaned, feeling the juice already trickling down my thigh."Going to break my favorite panties."

"You bought them for my delight,"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 smash all my panties.

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

My breasts jiggled as I straightened up. Behind Alicia, a guy walked by looking at his earphone. He passed the gap between the two vehicles, and I heard his footsteps pause. I froze, wondering if he would total back, realizing he had just seen a topless, nineteen-year-old girl out of the corner of his eye. I trembled, my kitty clenching down on the melt lolly, my panty growing soaked.

I shivered again, waiting.

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

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

I pulled up my blue jean, fastening and zipping, my shudder growing worse. My poor pussy grew numb from the coldness. It was ... something I had to endure, for Clint. And that made it even more tremendous. particular. 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 facial expression. Behind him, my full-bosomed Aunt Cheryl flashed me a supportive smiling, her eyes full of enatic pride.

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

"You want to be a expert, piffling sister, right ?"Clint asked her, his vocalism butt."I can draw in you over my lap and spank you for the entire parking lot to see and hear if you don't."

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

"Then lift that skirt."He ripped spread out the plastic.

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

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

I took her hand, squeezing it, loving the way she smiled at me. I was Clint 's initiatory sex striver, the one he loved the most, but Alicia was clearly coming in as a secretive second. I could n't blame him. She was so precious. So free. She just was made to be pampered and loved, her very foible begging such risque acts to be performed on her body.

She lifted her skirt with her discharge hand, exposing the wispy, brown pubic fuzz adorning her tight slit. She gasped, hazel heart widening as Clint shoved the cherry Popsicle into our piffling sister 's puss. She squirmed her pelvic girdle. He broke off the end then held her panties for her to step into. He pulled them up her lose weight peg slowly while Alicia 's teeth chattered, a red beadwork 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 pussy. He leaned in, giving her a quick kiss on her pubic mound.

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

Clint pulled out the tertiary one, Orange tang, and grinned at his mother. She was already lifting her skirt."Shove it in, Sir. mum needs her hot snatch cooled."

She had no waver. No motion. She was wholly given over to being dominated by her son. It was what she needed. She did n't need him to roll in the hay her as anything more than than a son loves his mother or a master cares for his hard worker. She did n't need the true tenderness Clint gave me. And Alicia.

I wish I could react without any waver, to swallow all my care and just move over myself fully to Clint 's commands. I wanted to. I trusted him, but there was a flyspeck part of me that made me talk off. If I kept it up, he would spank me again.

Did I want that ?

"It 's so frigid,"Alicia moaned."Big pal, please, it 's numbing me."

He lifted her chin."And you 're gamy pussy is hot enough to take it, slight Sister. trust your big brother."

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

"semen on, Cupcake,"I told her."We can suffer together while our Brother 's peter stays rock backbreaking. He 's a jerking that way."

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

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

"Yes, mommy 's brewing up just the luscious treat for her big boy."

The drive habitation was excruciating. Even aunty Cheryl squirmed, her side clenching at the frigidity, numbing mess in her puss. And yet it was strangely energize. My clit ached, and my nipples were so hard. And, slowly, the finisher we got home, the more and more impression returned to my pussy.

The Sir Thomas More and More my twat needed stimulation.

I squirmed and groaned, my hand rubbing at my jeans. A large, wet topographic point had soaked through my step-in and the denim, spreading the assuredness liquid down my ramification. Alicia bit her lip beside me, rocking back and forth.

And Clint watched us in the rearview mirror, such a pleased smile on his face. We did this for him. Three women suffering for his pleasure. And that only made me hornier. Made me writhe between Alicia and Aunt Cheryl more and more.

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

"Because you need to cum ? Or because you ca n't suffer the cold ?"

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

"Yes, big blood brother,"moaned Alicia, tears falling down her brass, making her face 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 glad to give in to him,"aunt Cheryl moaned."That 's what makes you hot. Your body needs this, Alicia. You need him to make you do things you would never do on your own. You need to make him felicitous. It brings you such joy."

"Yes,"I moaned."Fuck, Clint."I humped the air, the seatbelt fighting to hold open me down."Faster. Speed. Deliverer, drive like you do when you play Grand Theft Auto."

"Running over pedestrian 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 last bit of the lolly melted. The terminal bit of ice gone, leaving a wet mess slowly heating up by my desires. I threw back my forefront, groaning again as the SUV turned onto our street.

And then we were in the driveway. Clint put the SUV into car park. He turned off the ignition. He looked at us, squirming on the bench tooshie behind his. All of us moaning. auntie Chery 's bleached-blonde twist brushed my rude blonde lock chamber.

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

"Please. ma needs her big, strong 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 cunt out first ?"Clint asked, staring at our niggling sister with hungry eyes.

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

"You choose, Sir."Aunt Cheryl squeezed her gravid titty stretching out her conservative dress.

Clint moved into the back, climbing over the telephone exchange console with acrobatic informality. There was decent way for him to kneel before he scooted to Alicia and pushed up her skirt. Her pink panties were a red muckle, the juice soaked through the crotch and reaching up to her waistband. Thomas More juice coated her thighs with smears of red. The aroma of artificial cherry red and fresh pussy filled my nose.

"Damn, that looks effective,"Clint groaned."What do you say, Princess ?"

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

Clint yanked down her panties. The juices matted her chocolate-brown pilus. second of still melting slush clung to her tight pussy 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 tongue probed into her puss, diving trench. He swirled it around, his fingers spreading her opened. Then he sealed her mouth on her hole and sucked. Alicia gasped, her pelvic arch bucking and rising from the the seat.

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

My pussy clenched in fellow feeling I wanted that very same treatment. I wanted to give birth my kitty licked out. I bit my backtalk, my sex still numb, still needing to be touched and played with. I clenched my fist as Alicia gasped and shuddered.

She humped her pussycat against his cheek. Her hands found her mamilla through her cute top, pinching and rolling them. Her lip quivered. She was rushing towards her sexual climax. I could n't think how libertine it was coming on her.

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

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

"Oh, you 're so beautiful, sweetie,"aunty Cheryl groaned.

"Thanks, Mommy,"howled Alicia, the SUV rocking as her small body thrashed."Big brother ! Yes ! I love you ! give thanks you !"She slumped in her backside, gasping for hint, her human face flushed.

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

"Uh-huh,"Clint said, his lip smeared with red-dyed slit juices. He cupped Alicia 's face as he leaned up and planted a hot kiss on her lips. She shuddered, centre fluttering closed, her body trembling. She got almost as very much pleasure from the candy kiss as the pussy licking.

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

"Yes,"I hissed, unsnapping my jeans. I lifted my ass off the seat and crusade jeans and soppy panties down in one go as Clint scooted sideways on his stifle before me."Eat me. I need it. God, this was so fucking hot. I 'm numb and aching to cum."

Clint yanked my jean and pantie down to my ankles and spread out me apart. The grape juice leaked out of my puss. We were ruining the upholstery, and I did n't care. I clenched my numb cocktail dress, trying to sustain in his delicacy as he nuzzled forward to my shaved lips.

And then he licked.

His tongue caressed my shaved vulva. It was so hot against my coldness flesh, almost burning. I spasmed from the chroma. It was such a contrast. He licked again, this sentence up to my clit before diving into my coldness sheep pen, gathering the grape-infused pussycat juices. He groaned while I shuddered.

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

My numb anatomy came alive beneath his tongue. The shock of shooting sensation made me thrash and shuddered. My head leaned back on the tooshie as his spit jabbing into the depths of my kitty, caressing my block smart, returning warmth to my slit while sucking out the liquidity sloshing inside of me. It poured into his oral fissure. I could hear him swallow.

"Yes, yes, enjoy your afters,"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 joy than I normally would from being licked and touched. The jolts made my body thrash. My head tossed back and Forth River, Alicia and Aunt Cheryl smiling at me.

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

"I will, Cupcake,"I moaned. Her deal touched my second joint, stroking me while Clint 's tongue reamed into the depths of my pussy. He swirled it around in me. Making me shiver and pant. I fucked my cunt against his tongue, the pressure building in my profundity. Every cam stroke of his tongue made me shudder."Oh, yes, I will."

"Do it,"Aunt Cheryl moaned, her helping hand cupping my chest through my tank car top. She pinched my nipple."Cum."

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

Making me parade naked through the school, showing off my body to everyone, all the Guy staring at my anatomy with lust, wishing they owned me. My cheeks red with the mortification as all the girls whispered,"Slut."

My second joint clamped about Clint 's back talk. I came.

My aching kitty-cat spasmed, forcing the grape juices deep in my twat into Clint 's hungry mouth. He drank the flood of sugariness pussy cream and grapeshot juice as I bucked, The pleasure rushed through my mind. I embraced it, loved it. Clint gave me this pleasure. This treat. 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 second joint. I felt the commanding erotic love. I stared back at him and moaned,"Yours !"

It was the most have sex affair I could say to him.

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

"lovemaking you, asshole,"I breathed. My arms went around him, pulling him tight. He kissed me so hard. The universe faded around me in that bit as my brother, master, and boyfriend loved me. His tongue danced with mine. I savored the grape flavor of my pussy.

And then he broke the kiss, his forehead resting on mine."I 'm going to spank you tonight for being such a impertinent mouth."

"commodity,"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 annulus. Her scanty were soaked orange. The tart, citrus fruit odour mixed with her spicy cunt. I licked my lips, hungry for one more dessert. Cherry and grape vine were wonderful. I hoped orange tree was just as good.

"mama whipped up an orange jubilee,"she moaned, her fingers hooking her scanty'waistband."Just for her big, solid son."

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

"twist them down so I can feast."

"Yes, Sir."

Mom 's trimmed, opprobrious bush—her dependable hair color, the blonde coming from a bottle—was a hatful of Orange slush. Her dense kitty-cat brim were coated in it. I groaned, leaning in and licking at the orange, savoring the harlot savor. I licked harder, diving into her pussy folds, finding the spicy musk mixed with her working girl passion.

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

My mom was a MILF.

My cock ached so hard in my jeans. It took all my self-control not to jazz any one of my women. But I was strong. I was in control. I would return my womanhood the pleasure they needed. The ascendency they all craved. I could see it in their eyes. It made them glad when I took charge. It was a gift they gave me.

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

"Oh, yes, my big, inviolable son is eating Mommy 's pussycat,"she moaned, her middle squeezing shut."Eat every drop curtain. Mommy needs to feed her son."

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

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

"I bet it 's making your little snatch hot, Cupcake."Melody pulled our minuscule baby onto her lap, her hand sliding up beneath Alicia 's bird."Hmm, Cupcake ?"

"I guess,"Alicia said.

"Oh, it is,"Melody purred.

Alicia shuddered beside me, her body shivering as I heard air 's fingers sink into hot, wet cunt. I groaned, my dick throb harder, my knife licking faster, gathering all the orangeness juice out of my mom 's cunt I could.

She groaned louder, humping against my face while Alicia panted and melody nibbled on her neck opening. I squeezed my mom 's ass, pulling her tight, sucking at her cunt. Her juice flowed into my mouth, the orange flavour diminishing, the spicy musk rising.

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

"Soon to be six,"groaned Melody.

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

tune gave a wicked giggle while I pictured Aunt Vicky. She was two years my mom 's junior, just as beautiful and almost as busty. Tonight, she would connect the harem. She was like mom, a submissive slut in indigence of a master.

"I 'm going to get laid your sis tonight,"I growled at Mom between licks."I 'm going to ram my stopcock into her cunt. And you 're going to be there watching."

"Yes,"Mom moaned."Oh, make her a adulteress. She needs it."Mom ground her pussy on my look."Yes, yes, Mommy wants to catch her big, strong son fuck her babe and her daughters and her nieces. mommy wants you to fuck them all."

The SUV rocked as Mom spasmed. Her orgasm surged through her. Juices squirted into my mouth. I gulped them down. They flowed over my Kuki-Chin and spilled down my neck. I was such a sticky tidy sum, and I loved it. I made all my cleaning lady cum.

"nooky,"I growled, lifting my face from Mom 's pussycat, watching her spasm."Lets get the food market put away so I can fuck 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 dough so crispy, the turkey had a mite of smoky delight, and the high mallow ... Provolone. The mustard was spicy and the wampum was a rich, whole grain. I moaned as I sat at the island counter in aunty Cheryl 's kitchen. I was so famished after my ten Roman mile run at the park. I took another chomp, groaning in delight.

A mess surrounded me. Lettuce and bread bum, and somehow I had gotten a large splotch of mayonnaise on the counter. My stage kicked as I took another bit, feet thudding against the island. The front doorway rattled, and I tensed. someone was coming home.

Was it Clint ? He would be so mad when he saw the hatful. He was soooo uptight about keeping the theater clean. I did n't much see the point 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 bite as the footfall echoed. more than than one soul was menage. I heard Clint say,"I 'm going to enjoy ..."His words trailed off as he stepped into the kitchen, holding a couplet of brown, paper grocery bags wrapped up in his, admittedly, strong munition. His eyes narrowed. He was a tall guy, handsome, I suppose, like Uncle Clinton. He looked a lot like his abruptly dad, same dark hair, same sober face.

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

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

Aunt Cheryl and Alicia followed, both holding more than market. Aunt Cheryl froze."Lee, what did you do to my kitchen ?"

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

"You are bell to clean up this mess,"Clint said, setting the foodstuff bags on the far end of the counter,"by the time I finish getting the groceries."

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

His expression twitched."I 'm going to bend you over my knee joint, rip down your short pants and panties, and spank your ass while my mom, your Sister, and Alicia watch."

I snorted in laughter."right field, like Aunt Cheryl would let you do that."

"He 's the man of the household now, lamb,"auntie Cheryl said."Just like your Uncle President Clinton was before him."

I blinked at that and took another snack of my sandwich. Uncle Hilary Rodham Clinton absolutely would let spanked my ass for making a sight and not cleaning it up. But he was idle 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 more groceries while my cousin, aunty, and sister put away what had already been brought in. They kept looking at me, strain with an eager smile on her mouth, Alicia 's doe eyes wide behind her deoxyephedrine like she was shock I was n't following his club, and Aunt Cheryl with a orphic grinning. It was like she knew something that I didn't.

I knew Clint. He did n't cause the globe to espouse through on his threats.

He walked in with the adjacent load. I gave him a big grin and took the last bite of my sandwich. His eyes were severe, commanding. A shake ran through me. When had he bugger off such a spine ? I could almost conceive that he could spank me.

Which was idiotic. He was only a yr former than me.

On his side by side stumble, I was sucking my digit clean of a few bead of mustard. I gave him another smirking smile. He would n't do anything. I squirmed on the stool, eagre for him to eat up delivery in the groceries.

"One more misstep,"he told me.

"good,"I nodded."Got to get all the grocery store in. Do n't want them to go bad."

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

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

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

I blinked at that. I frowned, looking at line. She had such a huge grin on her font. And she was dressed so strange. Like a pattern young woman 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 smell like Kool-Aid ?"I blinked.

"Oh, we ate some Popsicles in the car,"melody said, turning to me.

I blinked, the entire crotch 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,"Aunt Cheryl said, a husky tone to her voice.

What was going on ? None of them were acting rule. I mean, I know my babe was wet for Clint, but she and the imbecile tried to shroud 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 crotch. Clint was hot without a shirt on. Even if he was an highly strung jolt. But what was up with Alicia and auntie Cheryl ?

melodic phrase sucked at her fingers like she was cleaning something off them, her optic staring at Alicia. She blushed and pushed up her glasses. What was Alicia even doing out of her elbow room socializing with the folk ? She was such a nerd, always reading her dumb Bible. And Aunt Cheryl ... She clearly knew about strain and Clint and ... approved ?

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

"Clint 's finally get the man of the star sign,"auntie Cheryl said with a smiling that could only be described as ... horny.

Clint walked in with the live two sacks of groceries, set them down on the return, and fixed his oculus on me."I see you did n't houseclean up your mess."

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

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

And then his hand grabbed my hair and yanked. I gasped at the crisp annoyance in my scalp, stumbling back into him. He forced me to look up at him, his eyes so secure, so commanding."Lee, I am tried of you being a bratwurst. It 's time you understood that you are a part of this family, and you will prize the others in it. No More will we clean up your quite a little or do your chores."

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

He yanked on my whisker. I gasped, stumbling after him as he marched me out of the kitchen and into the keep way. I spluttered and kicked at him, my hands scratching at his wrists. I spit like a ferocious cat.

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

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

I gasped, shuddering. How could she experience ? I did n't understand why my pussy got so hot and wet whenever Uncle Clinton spanked me. It started a few days back. It did n't count if it was unfinished butt, through my panty, or my jean, my pussy grew hot from behind forced over his genu, my cheek burning with humiliation for being treated like a little female child, and then the needlelike hurting which warmed my ass and bled to my cunt.

And as Clint dragged me to the lounge, everyone watching, that fond itchiness began in my pussy. This was even more demeaning than Uncle Clinton punishing me. At to the lowest degree he had spanked me since I was a little little girl. But this was my cousin Clint.

He was only a class sure-enough than me.

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

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

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

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

"Hey,"Clint snarled, anger crossing his case for the first time."You do n't blab out to your baby like that. You respect her and love her. Like you respect and love the rest of your family. But if you want to be a holy terror, we 'll handle you like one."

He yanked down my jogging shorts, the stretchy material bunching around my knee. I trembled as his hands seized my plain panty. And then he yanked them down, too. His center stared at my trimmed, black bush adorning my pudenda.

My cheeks went crimson. He was staring at my slit. My full cousin. Oh, god, this was embarrassing.

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

"Then why do you act like one ?"His left hand pinned my back down across his lap while his right wing stroked my naked ass.

My virgin kitty clenched at his touched. A moving ridge of shameful heat shot through me. My body liked his touch. melodic line sat beside him and pulled my legs over her lap. Her helping hand stroked my thigh up to my ass, rubbing at my other cheek.

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

Clint was hard.

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

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

"Spank her naughty ass,"auntie Cheryl moaned, her vox so burly."Do it. register her how unassailable you are."

Alicia nodded her nous, her voice a low whisper,"Yes, big brother."

"Spank her ass,"hissed Melody, her hand squeezing my former buttock. They were all in on this.

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

"First, Melody gets to spank you five times for calling her a bitch,"Clint said, pinching my ass and making me wiggle, my kitty growing hotter."Then I will paddle you ten meter for making a mess. You will bet them out and thank us for each one."

"What ?"I gasped, my cheeks burning. Now my sis would spank me ? My older, squawk of a sister ?

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

"You 're fucking him !"I accused.

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

I gasped, bucking as the pain and humiliation shot through me. My babe just spanked my ass on Clint 's program line. My thighs squeezed tight, my clit aching. The smack reverberated through the aliveness room. Alicia bit her lip. auntie Cheryl let out a moan.

A moan. What the screw ?

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

"No !"

Spank !

quip !

Spank !

hell dust !

smack !

They came fast, hard, her handwriting smacking over and over on my ass as I bucked and moaned, the heating plant burn across my build. I felt five of them. Which made six in total. I glared at her over my shoulder, my butt-cheeks on attack, my pussy dripping juices.

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

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

scag !

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

"It 's part of your punishment,"he growled, my squirming eubstance rubbing on his hard cock. He felt so big beneath his denim. Uncle Clinton was never hard when he spanked me. I never excited him.

But I excited Clint.

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

tang !

I yelped in pain again, both my butt-cheeks combustion. Alicia let out a whimpering groan, her body shifting, her cheeks red. Everyone stared at my ass, watching my Sister spank me. This was so degrading. Why did that draw my pussy even wetter ?

"Two,"I moaned, hating the Son, my pussy clenching."Thank you, Melody."God, it sucked saying those words.

snap !

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

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

"III, thank you, Melody."snag trickled down my cheeks. juice leaked out of my pussy. Why was I so turned on ?

snap !

"foursome, thank you, Melody.

flavour !

"fivesome, thank you, Melody,"I said, breathing out ease. I wanted to inter my face into the my hands and hide 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 paddle you ?"Her paw squeezed my aching ass.

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

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

"Fun ?"

Spank !

My middle widened. Pain exploded in my ass. Clint 's hand was bigger and struck harder. My pitiable flesh stung. I bucked and squirmed on him, crying out in hurting, the weeping flowing faster. My virtuous kitty-cat clenched so hard.

Why did it palpate so safe ?

"One, thank you, Clint,"I moaned, shuddering. Saying those language, feeling his prick, was so demeaning and yet ... They felt right.

Smack !

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

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

crack !

"ternary, thank you, Clint !"My clit tingled. The warmth gathered in my snatch, the botheration transforming into something different.

smack !

"Four, thank you, Clint !"The nuisance rushed into my mind. shake ran through my dead body. It felt ... good. Like the highschool I reached while jogging, my legs burning, my side aching, my sum beating.

sapidity !

"Five !"I screamed out, the pain in the neck and pleasure washing through my nous. They were linked, flipping from one to the other.

line 's script crept up my thighs.

Crack !

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

melodic line 's fingers brushed the wet Robert Floyd Curl Jr. of my pussy.

"Thank you, Clint !"

savor !

My bucking physical structure rubbed my hot cunt on my sister 's finger's breadth. joy rippled out of my cunt, meeting the stinging pain sensation from my ass at the Sami consequence. I moaned, my read/write head tossing back. Why did this flavor so good ?

"septenary, thank you, Clint !"

My sis stroked my cunt."Oh, she 's dripping wet, Clint. The little fornicatress is getting off on this."

Her language were so humiliating. My sister was touching me while my cousin spanked me. Aunt Cheryl and Alicia watched, their eyes so athirst. They licked their sass. I was just a thing. An object for their pleasures.

My bitch clenched.
Crack !

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

She found my clitoris, 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 forepart of everyone. They would all catch. They would all jazz I was a slut.

Smack !

"nine-spot !"I screamed at the top of my lungs, my back arching. line rubbed harder at my clit. The whiz rushed through me."Thank you, Clint !"

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

I heard the air whoosh as Clint 's hand crashed down for the net spanking. I tensed, eager. The gaudy whirl echoed through the room. The pain slam through my wound ass, slamming straight to my Virgin kitty-cat. Melody 's digit rubbed at my clit, the sparks from her digit crashing into the pain.

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

Such humiliating joy shot through me. They all saw me cum. They all watched me thrash on my cousin-german 's lap, my sister 's fingers stroking my snatch. They all heard the sidesplitter of pleasure exploding from my mouth. Not pain.

Rapture.

Ecstasy.

It slammed into my nous. Such joy I had never experienced while masturbating. Such rapture that had my head swaying back and forth. I bucked and moaned, stars exploding across my torso. I drifted in a new distance, a shoes of delight and pain, a post of curiosity and delight.

I felt my consistence move, but I was separate from it. Like it was not my trunk 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. melodic phrase unzipped his pants.

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

"Yes,"I heard myself scream."Fuck me, Clint. I was such a terror. penalize me."

His hand went to my Kuki-Chin, lifting my dazed head. He stared into my eyes, into my soul. There was such commanding power in him. He pinned me with his gaze as I felt his dick rub at my pussy, Melody guiding him to my maidenhead. The pinch of his tool on my Virgo the Virgin cunt yanked my view 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 consistency needed."Your slut."

He thrust into me. I hardly felt the pain of my Hymen tearing over the burning agony raging across my disciplined ass. His putz slammed into my pure profundity. The rubbing sent a new moving ridge 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 virgule. He did n't deal if he hurt me. If my kitty 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 raptus and painful sensation. My entire body was a sponge, drinking in sensations."dig your pecker in me. Cum in me. Use me."

"Yes, use the shag little terror,"Melody hissed beside him. Her fingerbreadth shoved up beneath my tankful top and pushed aside my summercater bra. She found my nipple, pinching and twisting them hard.

My kitty-cat clenched so gruelling on Clint 's peter as my sister twisted my pap. I howled and moaned, humping against my cousin as he slammed his shaft into my spasming pussycat. So a lot sensations shot through me.

He pounded me laborious, driving my burning ass into the sofa. It creaked as he plowed me. His groin smacked into my clit. The nub ached. He bruised my kitty with the force play of his fucks. He growled in ira, still punishing me with his wonderful cock. I savored it. Everyone watched me, everyone knew I was his shameful slut.

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

"Dump your cum in the slovenly woman 's slit,"Melody hissed, twisting my nipples hard, the pain flaring, crashing into the transport rippling out of my pussy.

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

"Anything !"I howled, tossing my chief back and forth."Oh, yes, just observe fucking me. Using me. paddle me when I 'm a brat. screwing me when I tease you. Oh, god, this stopcock !"

"Little adulteress,"Melody hissed, her digit twisting my tit hard."I bet you would love to be pissed on."

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

My legs squeezed about his pelvic girdle. My pussycat exploded on his dick at the humiliating cerebration. Covered in piss ... Filthy. Another orgasm rippled through me on the heels of the last. I howled out tongueless pleasure as his pecker kept hammering into me. My cousin 's huge cock.

"fuck her, big pal,"Alicia shouted."piece of ass our sister."

"Yes, that 's your brother fucking you,"moaned Melody right before she captured my sass with a possessive kiss.

My brother ? The mentation danced through my mind. A second of clarity, a computer memory of Uncle Clinton kissing my mother, shot through me. Was that I why did n't experience my father ? Because Uncle Clinton was my dad all along ?

My pal was fucking me ? My big, sexy, commanding buddy ?

I moaned into my babe 's kiss, the delight rippling over and over through my body. His cock hammered so recondite 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 ! trash dump it in me !"

"spring the bratty slut what she needs !"strain howled. Clint 's paw was buried in her jeans, rubbing her kitty to an orgasm.

Clint groaned, slamming into me. He kissed me intemperately, claiming my lips. I tasted orange succus and something else. A spicy musk I did n't recognize. His cock buried into the astuteness of my formerly virgin cunt.

And unloaded.

My Brother came in me.

A concluding orgasm shuddered through me. I heaved beneath Clint, my ass burning at the stake from his discipline, my cunt spasming from his ascendancy. I milked out every bead of his cum. I was his slut. His brattish whore.

"Damn,"Clint groaned, breaking the kiss."You are something else, minuscule slut. You cum hard."

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

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

"That you would ... piss on me."My pussy clenched hard. It would be so chagrin."I ... I ..."

"The piddling slut wants it,"tonal pattern chortled. She twisted my nipples hard.

"Yes !"

To be continued ...