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

Clint Elliston

line 's blonde haircloth danced about her shoulder joint as she looked around the grocery store parking lot. We were between the house 's SUV and a magnanimous, green pickup motortruck. I wiggled the grape-flavored popsicle in my deal, a recollective, thin tube of purple ice wrapped in charge card. My cock throbbed hard in my knickers again despite just cumming on my footling sis 's face. Alicia stood beside melodic line, her eyes wide behind her deoxyephedrine, her brown tomentum in pigtails.

"somebody 's going to see,"Melody complained as her handwriting went to her blue jean'holdfast. My nineteen-year-old half sister, best Quaker, fan, and sex slave unsnapped her jean. The zipper rasped down, her blonde landing flight strip leading to her shaved pussy peeking out of the open fly. She wore no panties. Those were in my scoop. I took them from all three inside the memory board 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 last few Clarence Shepard Day Jr.. We had grown up together, best friends, only a month apart in age. I thought we were full cousin, but it turned out our female parent, who were sisters, were my dad 's lovers. tune and her sis 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 looking, Sir ?"my slavish female parent asked, standing behind me as Melody wiggled her jeans off her pelvic arch.

"Do you, big sidekick ?"Alicia asked, her eighteen-year-old voice so Danton True Young and schoolgirlish. With her pigtails and pink, frilly apparel, she looked even younger than she was.

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

She nodded her head.

strain peeled her blue jean down to her knees and held out her hand."Okay, Clint. Let 's do this."
I reached into my air pocket and pulled out the brace of gray panties I had confiscated from her."You need these to trap the succus in."

"You just want to see me strip 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 Melody, loving the way she shuddered. Her mammilla were so hard, poking at the stuff. She wore no bra and her cycle 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 white meat jiggling as she shivered, her dusky nipples thick nubs. Such a mix of submission and impertinence.

"Please,"she said.

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

"Asshole,"she muttered then turned around, pointing her fundament, still red from her spanking, at me. I could smell her angelical musk as she kicked off her shoes and wiggled her jean down past her knees. Juices trickled down her thighs.

I shoved my hand between her thigh, rubbing at her hot flesh. She moaned, shuddering, freeze with her blue jean on around her ankle. I pushed a fingerbreadth inside her silky profoundness as I tore open the plastic tube of the Popsicle with my teeth.

"Mmm, you are so hot, Melody."

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

"Of course of action. You love it. You want me to troop you around naked. Maybe wearing a pinch and a dog tag reading, 'Clint 's # 1 squawk .'I bet you would make love that."

Her pussy clenched on my fingers."Yes,"she moaned. stride crunched on the asphalt A car room access opened nearby. She shuddered."Oh, yes, I would. pass water me walk around school that way. Let everyone know I 'm yours, Clint."

auditory modality her say that was intoxicating. I ripped my digit from her pussy and pushed out the lollipop from its sheath. I brought it to her pussy and shoved the frozen treat into the depths of her slit. Her longsighted, low moan made my peter throb.

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melodic phrase Samuels

"Oh, my god,"I moaned, long and low as the cold ice lolly slid into my puss. It was n't dense, but I felt it. My puss clenched about it. The chill almost injury. I shivered, goose-pimples racing across my skin as it worked mysterious and deeper into me. And bottomed out.

Then Clint broke off the end and dropped my panty on the earth."punter hastiness before it all thawing in that run cunt."

"Yes,"I moaned, feeling the juices already trickling down my thighs."Going to ruin my favorite 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 jeans 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 footstep pause. I froze, wondering if he would come back, realizing he had just seen a topless, nineteen-year-old lady friend out of the nook of his eye. I trembled, my pussycat clenching down on the melting ice lolly, my scanty growing soaked.

I shivered again, waiting.

"You want him to see you,"Alicia whispered, staring up at me in awful blow. 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 jeans, fastening and zipping, my tremble growing worse. My poor twat grew numb from the coldness. It was ... something I had to endure, for Clint. And that made it even more marvelous. Special. I was putting up with this freezing shaft shoved into my cunt for him. Submitting.

It made me desire 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 font. Behind him, my busty Aunt Cheryl flashed me a supportive smiling, her eyes full of maternal pride.

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

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

She shook her header, 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 for you, Cupcake. I think Clint wants to relive enjoying your Virgo the Virgin delight."

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

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

She lifted her dame with her rid hand, exposing the wispy, brown pubic fuzz adorning her rigorous twat. She gasped, hazelnut tree centre widening as Clint shoved the cherry Popsicle into our niggling sister 's pussy. She squirmed her hip. He broke off the end then held her scanty for her to tread into. He pulled them up her melt off legs slowly while Alicia 's teeth chattered, a red bead of juice trickling down her picket, interior thigh, meeting her girlish panties.

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

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

Clint pulled out the third one, orange flavor, and grinned at his female parent. She was already lifting her dame."shove it in, Sir. mommy needs her hot cunt cooled."

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

I wish I could react without any hesitation, to bury all my fears and just cave in myself fully to Clint 's commands. I wanted to. I trusted him, but there was a tiny 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 cold,"Alicia moaned."Big sidekick, please, it 's numbing me."

He lifted her chin."And you 're naughty pussy is hot enough to take it, little sister. confidence your big brother."

"okey,"she said, snag brimming in her centre."I will."

"Come on, Cupcake,"I told her."We can suffer together while our blood brother 's shaft stays rock hard. He 's a jerk that way."

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

"Ladies, back backside. All crowded together, shivering, brewing up a delight for me to feed on when we get home."He licked his brim."I am looking forward to a short dessert before lunch."

"Yes, Mommy 's brewing up just the delicious treat for her big boy."

The effort home was excruciating. Even aunt Cheryl squirmed, her face clenching at the cold, numbing mess in her puss. And yet it was strangely charge up. My clit ached, and my nipples were so heavily. And, slowly, the closer we got home, the to a greater extent and more feeling returned to my pussy.

The more and more my slit needed arousal.

I squirmed and groaned, my hands rubbing at my denim. A large, wet place had soaked through my panty and the denim, spreading the cool liquid down my branch. Alicia bit her lip beside me, rocking back and forth.

And Clint watched us in the rearview mirror, such a pleased grin on his face. We did this for him. Three womanhood suffering for his joy. And that only made me hornier. 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 low temperature ?"

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

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

"You 're just well-chosen to reconcile to him,"auntie Cheryl moaned."That 's what makes you hot. Your body needs this, Alicia. You need him to stimulate you do things you would never do on your own. You need to make him well-chosen. It brings you such joy."

"Yes,"I moaned."Fuck, Clint."I humped the air, the seatbelt fighting to keep open me down."Faster. speeding. Jesus, drive like you do when you play Grand stealing Auto."

"running 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 utmost bit of the Popsicle 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 firing. He looked at us, squirming on the bench seat behind his. All of us moaning. aunt Chery 's bleached-blonde plait brushed my natural blonde ignition lock.

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

"Please. mommy needs her big, strong son to eat her out first."

"I need it, big brother."

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

"So I should eat her cunt out first ?"Clint asked, staring at our short baby with hungry eyes.

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

"You choose, Sir."Aunt Cheryl squeezed her large breasts stretching out her conservative dress.

Clint moved into the back, climbing over the central console with athletic ease. There was sufficiency room for him to kneel before he scooted to Alicia and pushed up her chick. Her ping step-in were a red flock, the succus soaked through the crotch and reaching up to her waistband. More succus coated her thighs with smears of red. The smell of contrived cherry and fresh kitty filled my nose.

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

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

Clint yanked down her panties. The succus matted her brown haircloth. Bits of still melting slush clung to her miserly 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 pussy, diving deep. He swirled it around, his fingers spreading her spread out. Then he sealed her rima oris on her kettle of fish and sucked. Alicia gasped, her hip bucking and rising from the the seat.

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

My pussy clenched in sympathy I wanted that very Same treatment. I wanted to cause my pussycat 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 cunt against his facial expression. Her hands found her nipples through her cute top, pinching and rolling them. Her lip quivered. She was rushing towards her orgasm. I could n't believe how fast it was coming on her.

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

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

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

"Thanks, mama,"howled Alicia, the SUV rocking as her small consistence thrashed."Big brother ! Yes ! I love you ! thank you !"She slumped in her fanny, gasping for breath, her face flushed.

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

"Uh-huh,"Clint said, his lips smeared with red-dyed kitty juices. He cupped Alicia 's face as he leaned up and planted a hot buss on her brim. She shuddered, middle fluttering closed, her consistence quivering. 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 tastes like."

"Yes,"I hissed, unsnapping my jean. I lifted my ass off the seat and pushed jeans and sodden panties down in one go as Clint scooted sideways on his stifle before me."Eat me. I need it. God, this was so have a go at it hot. I 'm blunt and aching to cum."

Clint yanked my jeans and scanty down to my ankles and spread me apart. The grape juice leaked out of my snatch. We were ruining the upholstery, and I did n't care. I clenched my numb sheath, trying to check in his treat as he nuzzled forward to my shaved lips.

And then he licked.

His clapper caressed my plane vulva. It was so hot against my common cold figure, almost burning. I spasmed from the intensity. It was such a demarcation. He licked again, this time up to my clit before diving into my coldness crease, gathering the grape-infused kitty succus. He groaned while I shuddered.

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

My asleep physique came alive beneath his spit. The seismic disturbance of shooting sensory faculty made me thrash and shuddered. My head leaned back on the seat as his tongue thrust into the deepness of my pussy, caressing my frozen newly, returning warmth to my cunt while sucking out the liquid sloshing inside of me. It poured into his mouth. I could discover him swallow.

"Yes, yes, bask 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 delight than I normally would from being licked and touched. The jolts made my body thrash. My oral sex tossed back and Forth River, Alicia and Aunt Cheryl smiling at me.

"Cum on his nerve, big sister."Alicia snuggled closer, lips stained red from Clint 's kiss.

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

"Do it,"Aunt Cheryl moaned, her hand cupping my boob through my tank top. She pinched my nipple."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 orgy of the family unit, all serving the man of the star sign, loving him and each early, doing all the nasty affair he wanted us to do.

fashioning me parade naked through the school, showing off my body to everyone, all the hombre staring at my flesh with lust, wishing they owned me. My buttock red with the abasement as all the girls whispered,"Slut."

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

My aching pussycat spasmed, forcing the grapeshot juices deep in my cunt into Clint 's hungry sassing. He drank the floodlight of sweet pussy cream and grape juice as I bucked, The pleasure rushed through my mind. I embraced it, loved it. Clint gave me this pleasure. This delicacy. This experience. He gave it to me because I trusted him. I submitted to him.

His dark middle looked up at me from between my thigh. 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 consistency shuddered, the ripple of pleasure growing voiced, lapping at my mind instead of crashing into it. He cupped my face and leaned in."I love you, slut."

"love you, asshole,"I breathed. My branch went around him, pulling him tight. He kissed me so hard. The macrocosm faded around me in that instant as my brother, master, and boyfriend loved me. His clapper danced with mine. I savored the grape tone of my pussy.

And then he broke the buss, his forehead resting on mine."I 'm going to spank you tonight for being such a bright 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 dame. Her step-in were soaked orangeness. The tart, citrus odour mixed with her spicy twat. I licked my lip, hungry for one more sweet. cherry tree and grape were wonderful. I hoped orange was just as good.

"mammy whipped up an Orange River jubilee,"she moaned, her fingers hooking her panties'waistband."Just for her big, strong son."

I loved hearing her say those parole. My mother was my fornicatress. 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 pile of orange slush. Her thick pussy lips were coated in it. I groaned, leaning in and licking at the orange, savoring the tart look. I licked harder, diving into her pussy congregation, finding the spicy musk fuse with her fancy woman passion.

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

My mom was a MILF.

My cock ached so heavy in my jeans. It took all my self-denial not to have it away any one of my women. But I was strong. I was in mastery. I would give my women the joy they needed. The dominance they all craved. I could see it in their eyes. It made them well-chosen 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 glad, they would make me happy. It was a two-part exchange.

"Oh, yes, my big, strong son is eating Mommy 's pussy,"she moaned, her center squeezing shut."Eat every bead. Mommy needs to feed her son."

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

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

"I bet it 's making your little pussy hot, Cupcake."air pulled our picayune Sister onto her lap, her hand sliding up beneath Alicia 's skirt."Hmm, Cupcake ?"

"I guess,"Alicia said.

"Oh, it is,"melodic line purred.

Alicia shuddered beside me, her body shivering as I heard Melody 's digit sink into hot, wet bitch. I groaned, my dick pounding harder, my tongue licking faster, gathering all the orange tree succus out of my mom 's cunt 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 cunt. Her juice flowed into my backtalk, the orange flavor diminishing, the spicy musk rising.

"Yes, yes, Mommy 's son is solid. 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 school coaching debate."

air gave a sinful giggle while I pictured Aunt Vicky. She was two years my mom 's next-to-last, just as beautiful and almost as busty. Tonight, she would bring together the serail. She was similar mom, a submissive trollop in motivation of a master.

"I 'm going to jazz your Sister tonight,"I growled at Mom between licks."I 'm going to ram my cock into her pussy. And you 're going to be there watching."

"Yes,"Mom moaned."Oh, induce her a hussy. She needs it."Mom ground her twat on my face."Yes, yes, Mommy wants to look on her big, strong son fuck her baby and her daughters and her nieces. mammy wants you to love them all."

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

"Fuck,"I growled, lifting my brass from Mom 's pussy, watching her spasm."Army of the Righteous get the groceries put away so I can fuck each and every one of you !"

"Yes,"moaned my Mom."momma needs something gravid than a Popsicle."

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Leann"Lee"Samuels

I bit into my sandwich, the lettuce so crisp, the turkey had a breath of smoky delight, and the tall mallow ... Provolone. The mustard was spicy and the bread was a deep, whole cereal. I moaned as I sat at the island counter in Aunt Cheryl 's kitchen. I was so famished after my ten knot run at the parkland. I took another bite, groaning in delight.

A mess surrounded me. Lettuce and bread puke, and somehow I had gotten a large splotch of mayonnaise on the retort. My legs kicked as I took another bite, feet thudding against the island. The front room access rattled, and I tensed. soul was coming home.

Was it Clint ? He would be so mad when he saw the raft. He was soooo highly strung about keeping the house clean and jerk. I did n't a lot 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 collation as the footsteps echoed. More than one soul was plate. I heard Clint say,"I 'm going to delight ..."His Good Book trailed off as he stepped into the kitchen, holding a pair of Brown University, paper grocery grip wrapped up in his, admittedly, strong arms. His eyes narrowed. He was a magniloquent guy, handsome, I suppose, like Uncle Hilary Rodham Clinton. He looked a lot like his abruptly dad, Sami dark hair, same serious face.

"I see you 've made a mess, Lee,"he said, wrangle stern.

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

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

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

"You are gong to clean up this mess,"Clint said, setting the market base 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 face twitched."I 'm going to bend you over my knee, rip down your short pants and step-in, and spank your ass while my mom, your sister, and Alicia watch."

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

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

I blinked at that and took another morsel of my sandwich. Uncle Hilary Clinton absolutely would have spanked my ass for making a mess and not cleaning it up. But he was dead six month. 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 market while my cousin-german, aunt, and Sister put away what had already been brought in. They kept looking at me, Melody with an eager smile on her lips, Alicia 's doe eyes all-inclusive behind her glasses like she was shock I was n't following his Order, and aunt Cheryl with a cryptical smile. It was like she knew something that I didn't.

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

He walked in with the next load. I gave him a big grin and took the lowest bite of my sandwich. His heart were knockout, commanding. A shiver ran through me. When had he experience such a spikelet ? I could almost trust that he could spank me.

Which was silly. He was only a twelvemonth aged than me.

On his next trip, I was sucking my finger's breadth clean of a few drops of mustard. I gave him another smirking smile. He would n't do anything. I squirmed on the stool, eager for him to cease bringing in the groceries.

"One more trip,"he told me.

"commodity,"I nodded."Got to get all the groceries in. Do n't require 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 glossa at him.

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

I blinked at that. I frowned, looking at air. She had such a vast grin on her expression. And she was dressed so strange. Like a normal girl instead of her hoyden 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,"strain said, turning to me.

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

"Clint just made me very wet."

Alicia giggled, nodding her head.

"He 's just at that,"aunty Cheryl said, a beefy tonicity to her voice.

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

strain sucked at her finger's breadth like she was cleaning something off them, her eye staring at Alicia. She blushed and pushed up her glasses. What was Alicia even doing out of her room socializing with the home ? She was such a swot, always reading her obtuse Quran. And aunt Cheryl ... She clearly knew about tune and Clint and ... approved ?

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

"Clint 's finally become the man of the star sign,"Aunt Cheryl said with a smile that could only be described as ... horny.

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

"Nope,"I said, hopping off the stool."Have fun cleaning it up for me, Lint."He would n't spank 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 walk past him. He would n't spank me. He could n't.

And then his hired hand grabbed my hair and yanked. I gasped at the sharp pain in the neck in my scalp, stumbling back into him. He forced me to face up at him, his eyes so impregnable, so commanding."Lee, I am tried of you being a holy terror. It 's time you understood that you are a part of this sept, and you will respect the others in it. No more will we clean up your spate or do your chores."

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

He yanked on my hair's-breadth. I gasped, stumbling after him as he marched me out of the kitchen and into the aliveness room. I spluttered and kicked at him, my bridge player scratching at his articulatio radiocarpea. I spit like a ferocious cat.

"Let me go, dick ! aunty Cheryl ! helper ! Clint 's picking on me !"

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

I gasped, shuddering. How could she cognise ? I did n't understand why my pussy got so hot and wet whenever Uncle President Clinton spanked me. It started a few yr back. It did n't matter if it was bare rump, through my pantie, or my blue jean, my pussy grew hot from behind forced over his knee, my boldness burning with mortification for being treated like a picayune girl, and then the sharp pain which warmed my ass and bled to my cunt.

And as Clint dragged me to the couch, everyone watching, that warmly itching began in my pussy. This was even more humiliating than Uncle DeWitt Clinton punishing me. At least he had spanked me since I was a little daughter. But this was my cousin Clint.

He was only a year older than me.

"Please, Clint,"I gasped."I 'll scavenge it up. I will. You do n't give birth to do this."My hip squirmed. My slit 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 sister.

"Hey,"Clint snarled, wrath crossing his typeface for the foremost time."You do n't talk to your baby like that. You respect her and roll in the hay her. Like you respect and love the rest of your family. But if you want to be a brat, we 'll plow you like one."

He yanked down my jogging shorts, the stretchy textile bunching around my knee. I trembled as his hands seized my knit stitch panties. And then he yanked them down, too. His oculus stared at my trimmed, black crotch hair adorning my pudenda.

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

Then he sat down and yank me over his lap like I was a picayune girl. My brass burned with shame."Stop this, Clint,"I said, bucking on his lap."I 'm not a child."

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

My virgin kitty-cat clenched at his touched. A wave of ignominious high temperature pellet through me. My body liked his mite. Melody sat beside him and pulled my legs over her lap. Her mitt stroked my thigh up to my ass, rubbing at my other cheek.

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

Clint was hard.

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

She was watching, standing side by side to Alicia, their center both on me.

"Spank her naughty ass,"Aunt Cheryl moaned, her spokesperson so beefy."Do it. Show her how strong you are."

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

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

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

"First, Melody gets to spank you five times for calling her a squawk,"Clint said, pinching my ass and making me squirm, my snatch growing hotter."Then I will spank you ten clock time for making a mess. You will count them out and give thanks us for each one."

"What ?"I gasped, my impertinence burning. Now my sister would larrup me ? My older, kick of a baby ?

"Oh, thank you,"cooed melodic line, pressing penny-pinching 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 mitt down hard on my ass.

I gasped, bucking as the painful sensation and humiliation shooter through me. My babe just spanked my ass on Clint 's command. My second joint squeezed tight, my clitoris aching. The smack reverberated through the aliveness room. Alicia bit her lip. Aunt Cheryl let out a moan.

A groan. What the fuck ?

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

"No !"

Spank !

scissure !

Spank !

Smack !

Slap !

They came fast, hard, her hand smacking over and over on my ass as I bucked and moaned, the high temperature burning across my human body. I felt five of them. Which made six in total. 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 bitch I wanted to add.

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

Smack !

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

"It 's part of your penalization,"he growled, my squirming body rubbing on his hard cock. He felt so big beneath his blue jean. 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 ridicule into saying the words.

Smack !

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

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

Crack !

"tinker's dam, not so hard,"I moaned, tears burning my eyes.

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

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

wisecrack !

"quaternity, thank you, Melody.

Smack !

"five-spot, thank you, melodic line,"I said, breathing out relief. I wanted to bury 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 sleep with what to say.

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

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

"You 're forgiven."She slid her manus down my second joint."Now the existent fun begins."

"Fun ?"

Spank !

My middle widened. Pain exploded in my ass. Clint 's script was bigger and collide with harder. My miserable flesh stung. I bucked and squirmed on him, crying out in nuisance, the bout flowing faster. My Virgin pussy clenched so hard.

Why did it feel so good ?

"One, thank you, Clint,"I moaned, shuddering. Saying those words, feeling his putz, was so mortifying and yet ... They felt right.

nip !

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

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

gap !

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

smack !

"Four, thank you, Clint !"The painful sensation rushed into my mind. Shivers ran through my soundbox. It felt ... undecomposed. Like the eminent I reached while jogging, my legs burning, my sides aching, my heart beating.

Smack !

"five-spot !"I screamed out, the pain and pleasure washing through my mind. They were linked, flipping from one to the other.

Melody 's helping hand crept up my thighs.

Crack !

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

strain 's fingers brushed the wet roll of my pussy.

"Thank you, Clint !"

smooch !

My bucking body rubbed my hot puss on my sister 's fingerbreadth. Pleasure rippled out of my cunt, meeting the stinging hurting from my ass at the same moment. I moaned, my oral sex tossing back. Why did this feel so effective ?

"Seven, thank you, Clint !"

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

Her Book were so humiliating. My sister was touching me while my full cousin spanked me. aunt Cheryl and Alicia watched, their eyes so thirsty. They licked their lips. I was just a thing. An objective for their pleasures.

My twat clenched.
Crack !

"octet !"I screamed, melody rubbing harder at my pussy."Thank you, Clint !"

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

big H !

"nine !"I screamed at the top of my lungs, my back arching. Melody rubbed harder at my clit. 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 handwriting crashed down for the final spanking. I tensed, eager. The flashy crack echoed through the room. The pain shot through my bruised ass, slamming straight to my virgin puss. Melody 's digit rubbed at my clitoris, the sparks from her finger's breadth crashing into the pain.

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

Such humiliating pleasure injection through me. They all saw me cum. They all watched me thrash on my cousin 's lap, my sis 's fingers stroking my kitty-cat. They all heard the howler of delight exploding from my mouth. Not hurt.

Rapture.

Ecstasy.

It slammed into my brain. Such joy I had never experienced while masturbating. Such exaltation that had my head swaying back and forth. I bucked and moaned, sensation exploding across my consistence. I drifted in a new space, a property of pleasure and nuisance, a seat of wonder and delight.

I felt my body move, but I was dissever from it. Like it was not my body at all, my thoughts flying through rapture. I was on the lounge, my burning butt-cheeks pressed into the shock absorber. Clint was over me, holding my thigh apart. Melody unzipped his pants.

His shaft flopped out, voiceless and erect. He was going to fuck me.

"Yes,"I heard myself shriek."Fuck me, Clint. I was such a little terror. penalise me."

His helping hand went to my 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 regard as I felt his tool rub at my pussy, line guiding him to my hymen. The mite of his pecker on my virgin cunt yanked my sentiment 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 nuisance of my hymen tearing over the burning agony raging across my disciplined ass. His peter slammed into my virgin depths. The rubbing 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 thigh wrapped about his waistline as he drew back and fucked into me again. Hard, fast strokes. He did n't worry 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.

"ass me,"I howled as my mind drifted on raptus and pain. My entire body was a quick study, drinking in genius."Slam your cock in me. Cum in me. Use me."

"Yes, use the fucking brat,"Melody hissed beside him. Her finger's breadth shoved up beneath my tank top and pushed aside my sports bra. She found my nipples, pinching and twisting them hard.

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

He pounded me hard, driving my burning ass into the lounge. It creaked as he plowed me. His mole smacked into my button. The nub ached. He bruised my pussy with the force of his fucks. He growled in wrath, still punishing me with his terrific hammer. I savored it. Everyone watched me, everyone knew I was his black slut.

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

"Dump your cum in the slut 's snatch,"melodic line hissed, twisting my nipples hard, the pain flaring, crashing into the rapture rippling out of my pussy.

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

"Anything !"I howled, tossing my head back and forth."Oh, yes, just keep fucking me. Using me. spank me when I 'm a brat. Fuck me when I tease you. Oh, god, this stopcock !"

"Little strumpet,"air hissed, her fingers twisting my pap hard."I bet you would love to be pissed on."

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

My legs squeezed about his pelvic girdle. My kitty-cat exploded on his pecker at the humiliating sentiment. Covered in piss ... Filthy. Another climax rippled through me on the heels of the stopping point. I howled out tongueless pleasure as his dick kept hammering into me. My cousin 's huge cock.

"Fuck her, big brother,"Alicia shouted."screw our sister."

"Yes, that 's your comrade nookie you,"moaned tonal pattern right field before she captured my lips with a genitive kiss.

My pal ? The thought danced through my intellect. A present moment of lucidity, a remembering of Uncle Clinton kissing my mother, shot through me. Was that I why did n't live my father ? Because Uncle President Clinton was my dad all along ?

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

I moaned into my babe 's kiss, the pleasure rippling over and over through my body. His cock hammered so mystifying into me. My cunt 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 candy kiss."Cum in me ! Cum in your slut-sister 's cunt, Clint ! Dump it in me !"

"spring the bratty slut what she needs !"Melody howled. Clint 's hand was buried in her dungaree, rubbing her pussy to an orgasm.

Clint groaned, slamming into me. He kissed me hard, claiming my lips. I tasted orange juice and something else. A spicy musk I did n't recognise. His cock buried into the astuteness 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 at the stake from his discipline, my purulent spasming from his control. I milked out every drop of his cum. I was his slut. His bratty whore.

"damn,"Clint groaned, breaking the kiss."You are something else, little slut. You cum hard."

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

"Mean what ?"he groaned, his peter softening in me.

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

"The little slut wants it,"air chortled. She twisted my tit hard.

"Yes !"

To be continued ...