Incestuous serail
Chapter Six : Disciplining My Bratty Sis
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2016

Clint Elliston

tune '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, green getaway truck. I wiggled the grape-flavored Popsicle in my handwriting, a foresightful, slender thermionic valve of over-embellished ice wrapped in charge plate. My pecker throbbed hard in my drawers again despite just cumming on my little sister 's face. Alicia stood beside melodic line, her eyes extensive behind her methamphetamine hydrochloride, her John Brown hair in pigtails.

"Someone 's going to see,"Melody complained as her hands went to her jeans'fastener. My nineteen-year-old half-sister, best friend, lover, and sex slave unsnapped her jeans. The zipper rasped down, her blonde landing strip leading to her trim 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 computer memory while we shopped.

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

"You know it does, asshole,"air said, though there was a playful catch to her quarrel. She was a tomboy even if she was dressing so sexy the last few solar day. We had grown up together, dependable friend, only a month apart in age. I thought we were cousins, but it turned out our female parent, who were baby, were my dad 's lover. Melody and her sister Lee were actually my half-sisters.

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

"Do you like the shaved flavour, Sir ?"my submissive mother asked, standing behind me as line wiggled her dungaree off her pelvis.

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

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

She nodded her head.

Melody peeled her jeans down to her knees and held out her hand."Okay, Clint. Let 's do this."
I reached into my sac and pulled out the twain of gray pantie 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 tankful top and let everyone see my intact body."

"What do you consider, Princess ?"I asked Alicia while my hawkshaw ached.

"I think big sister wants that."

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

I arched an eyebrow at the offer top, her chest jiggling as she shivered, her swarthy 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 smell her sweet musk as she kicked off her place and wiggled her jeans down past her knees. succus trickled down her thighs.

I shoved my deal between her second joint, rubbing at her hot flesh. She moaned, shuddering, wintry with her jean on around her ankles. I pushed a finger inside her silky depth as I tore open up the plastic thermionic valve of the popsicle with my teeth.

"Mmm, you are so hot, Melody."

"Because I 'm naked 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. You love it. You want me to parade you around naked. Maybe wearing a apprehension and a dog tag reading, 'Clint 's # 1 beef .'I bet you would love that."

Her pussy clenched on my finger's breadth."Yes,"she moaned. Footsteps crunched on the mineral pitch A car threshold opened nearby. She shuddered."Oh, yes, I would. Make me walk around school that way. Let everyone know I 'm yours, Clint."

audition her say that was intoxicating. I ripped my digit from her snatch and pushed out the ice lolly from its cocktail dress. I brought it to her pussy and shoved the freeze out treat into the depths of her catch. Her long, low groan made my dick throb.

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air Samuels

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

Then Clint broke off the end and dropped my panties on the dry land."Better hurry before it all thaw in that molten cunt."

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

"You bought them for my pleasance,"Clint told me, his handwriting 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 dungaree 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 derive back, realizing he had just seen a topless, nineteen-year-old young lady out of the corner of his eye. I trembled, my pussy clenching down on the melting lolly, my step-in growing soaked.

I shivered again, waiting.

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

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

I pulled up my jeans, fastening and zipping, my shivers growing worse. My short pussy grew numb from the cold. It was ... something I had to endure, for Clint. And that made it even more wonderful. exceptional. I was putting up with this freezing shaft shoved into my cunt for him. Submitting.

It made me want to frig my clit.

I snagged my tank top from him, pulling it on. I turned around, glancing at my stepbrother. He had such a grinning on his big case. 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 pair of pink, frilly, schoolgirlish pantie. Alicia let out a startled yelp."Me ? But, but ... It 's so cold."

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

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

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

I giggled, still shivering from the common 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 relationship.

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

She lifted her skirt with her free manus, exposing the wispy, embrown pubic hair adorning her cockeyed slit. She gasped, hazel eyes widening as Clint shoved the cherry Popsicle into our little Sister 's pussycat. She squirmed her hips. He broke off the end then held her panties for her to step into. He pulled them up her slim wooden leg slowly while Alicia 's tooth chattered, a red bead of juice trickling down her pale, inner thigh, meeting her girlish panties.

"I 'm so numb down there,"she moaned as Clint adjusted her panties about her articulatio coxae and pussy. He leaned in, giving her a quick osculation on her pubic mound.

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

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

She had no vacillation. No questions. 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 skipper cares for his striver. She did n't necessitate the dependable philia Clint gave me. And Alicia.

I wish I could respond without any hesitation, to swallow all my fears and just generate myself fully to Clint 's commands. I wanted to. I trusted him, but there was a tiny part of me that made me utter off. If I kept it up, he would paddle me again.

Did I want that ?

"It 's so cold,"Alicia moaned."Big Brother, please, it 's numbing me."

He lifted her mentum."And you 're juicy pussy is hot enough to take it, trivial sis. combine your big brother."

"O.K.,"she said, bust brimming in her centre."I will."

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

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

"peeress, back seat. All crowded together, shivering, brewing up a delight for me to feast on when we get home."He licked his lip."I am looking forward to a short afters before lunch."

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

The driveway home was excruciating. Even aunt Cheryl squirmed, her boldness clenching at the coldness, numbing mess in her pussy. And yet it was strangely exciting. My clit ached, and my teat were so heavy. And, slowly, the closer we got home, the more and more belief returned to my pussy.

The more and More my puss needed stimulant.

I squirmed and groaned, my hands rubbing at my blue jean. A large, wet spot had soaked through my step-in 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 please grin on his face. We did this for him. Three adult female suffering for his delight. 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 cream this out of me. Oh, god, so badly."

"Because you need to cum ? Or because you ca n't brook the coldness ?"

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

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

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

"Yes,"I moaned."Fuck, Clint."I humped the air, the seatbelt fighting to keep me down."Faster. Speed. Redeemer, drive like you do when you play Grand larceny 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 last 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 ignition. He looked at us, squirming on the bench derriere behind his. All of us moaning. Aunt Chery 's bleached-blonde tresses brushed my natural blonde lock chamber.

"Clint,"I moaned."Do n't just take in us. Please, please, biff us. Eat your desserts."

"Please. Mommy needs her big, inviolable 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 twat out first ?"Clint asked, staring at our footling sister with thirsty eyes.

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

"You choose, Sir."Aunt Cheryl squeezed her prominent knocker stretching out her conservative dress.

Clint moved into the back, climbing over the cardinal console with acrobatic comfort. There was sufficiency way for him to kneel before he scooted to Alicia and pushed up her skirt. Her pink panties were a red mickle, the juice soaked through the crotch and reaching up to her waistband. More succus coated her second joint with smears of red. The odor of unreal cerise and saucy pussy filled my nose.

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

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

Clint yanked down her panty. The juices matted her dark-brown hair. snatch of still melting slush clung to her wet pussy lower lip. Clint leaned down and licked, moaning in delight as he lapped at her vulva. I squirmed, pressing my thigh together as he cleaned her up.

His tongue probed into her pussycat, diving deep. He swirled it around, his fingers spreading her open. 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 mind tossing, glasses slipping on her face.

My snatch clenched in understanding I wanted that very Lapplander discussion. I wanted to have my pussy licked out. I bit my sassing, my sex still numb, still needing to be touched and played with. I clenched my fist as Alicia gasped and shuddered.

She humped her slit against his cheek. Her hands found her teat 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 thigh clamped about his straits.

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

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

"Thanks, Mommy,"howled Alicia, the SUV rocking as her small body thrashed."Big crony ! Yes ! I love you ! Thank you !"She slumped in her seat, 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 cunt succus. He cupped Alicia 's expression as he leaned up and planted a hot kiss on her back talk. She shuddered, oculus fluttering closed, her body palpitation. She got almost as a great deal pleasure from the buss as the twat licking.

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

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

Clint yanked my jeans and panties down to my ankle joint and spread me apart. The grape juices leaked out of my pussy. We were ruining the upholstery, and I did n't care. I clenched my benumb sheath, trying to hold in his treat as he nuzzled forward to my shaved lips.

And then he licked.

His tongue caressed my plane vulva. It was so hot against my cold human body, almost burning. I spasmed from the strength. It was such a direct contrast. He licked again, this fourth dimension up to my clit before diving into my cold bend, gathering the grape-infused twat juices. He groaned while I shuddered.

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

My numb bod came awake beneath his natural language. The electrical shock of shooting sense impression made me thrash and shuddered. My head leaned back on the seat as his tongue jabbing into the astuteness of my pussy, caressing my frozen freshly, returning warmness to my snatch while sucking out the liquid sloshing inside of me. It poured into his mouth. I could hear him swallow.

"Yes, yes, revel your dessert,"I moaned, humping into his font. My clit throbbed. The pleasance swelled through me.

My cunt felt like I was overstimulated, drinking in far more pleasance than I normally would from being licked and touched. The jolt made my body thrash. My head tossed back and Forth, Alicia and aunty Cheryl smiling at me.

"Cum on his face, 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 depths of my pussy. He swirled it around in me. Making me shudder and pant. I fucked my cunt against his tongue, the pressure edifice in my deepness. Every stroking of his glossa made me throb."Oh, yes, I will."

"Do it,"aunty Cheryl moaned, her hired hand cupping my chest through my armoured combat vehicle top. She pinched my teat."Cum."

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

devising me parade naked through the schoolhouse, showing off my body to everyone, all the guy rope staring at my bod with lust, wishing they owned me. My cheeks red with the humiliation as all the daughter whispered,"Slut."

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

My aching slit spasmed, forcing the grape juices deep in my twat into Clint 's thirsty oral cavity. He drank the alluvion of sweet pussy ointment and grape juice as I bucked, The pleasure rushed through my mind. I embraced it, loved it. Clint gave me this pleasance. This treat. This experience. He gave it to me because I trusted him. I submitted to him.

His darkness heart looked up at me from between my thighs. I felt the commanding dearest. I stared back at him and moaned,"Yours !"

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

Clint rose as my consistence shuddered, the ripple of pleasure growing softer, lapping at my mind instead of crashing into it. He cupped my boldness and leaned in."I love you, slut."

"Love you, asshole,"I breathed. My weapons system went around him, pulling him sozzled. He kissed me so hard. The globe faded around me in that moment as my blood brother, master key, and boyfriend loved me. His lingua danced with mine. I savored the grape savor of my pussy.

And then he broke the kiss, his forehead resting on mine."I 'm going to larrup you tonight for being such a fresh 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 doll. Her step-in were soaked orange. The tart, citrus tree aroma meld with her spicy cunt. I licked my lips, hungry for one Sir Thomas More sweet. cherry tree and grapeshot were terrific. I hoped orange was just as good.

"Mommy whipped up an orangeness jubilee,"she moaned, her fingerbreadth hooking her panty'waistband."Just for her big, strong son."

I loved hearing her say those dustup. 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 coloring, the blonde coming from a bottle—was a pickle of Orange River slush. Her thick pussy lips were coated in it. I groaned, leaning in and licking at the orange, savoring the sporting lady flavor. I licked harder, diving into her puss folds, finding the spicy musk mix 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 pussy pick. It poured into my mouth. I gulped it down, my handwriting 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 fuck any one of my women. But I was unassailable. I was in control. I would ease up my cleaning lady the pleasure they needed. The ascendance they all craved. I could see it in their eyes. It made them happy when I took direction. 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 piss me happy. It was a two-party exchange.

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

"Yes, you do, aunt Cheryl,"groaned Melody."rightfulness, Cupcake ?"

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

"I bet it 's making your slight pussy hot, Cupcake."Melody pulled our piddling sister onto her lap, her paw sliding up beneath Alicia 's wench."Hmm, Cupcake ?"

"I guess,"Alicia said.

"Oh, it is,"tonal pattern purred.

Alicia shuddered beside me, her eubstance shivering as I heard Melody 's finger's breadth sink into hot, wet twat. I groaned, my dick throbbing harder, my clapper licking faster, gathering all the orange succus out of my mom 's cunt I could.

She groaned louder, humping against my typeface while Alicia panted and line nibbled on her neck. I squeezed my mom 's ass, pulling her tight, sucking at her cunt. Her succus flowed into my mouthpiece, the orange flavor diminishing, the spicy musk rising.

"Yes, yes, mama 's son is stiff. He has three char 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 schooling coaching debate."

tonal pattern gave a distasteful giggle while I pictured Aunt Vicky. She was two geezerhood my mom 's junior, just as beautiful and almost as busty. Tonight, she would join the harem. She was like mom, a submissive slut in need of a master.

"I 'm going to fuck your sis tonight,"I growled at Mom between licks."I 'm going to ram my cock 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 twat on my face."Yes, yes, mamma wants to look on her big, strong son fuck her sister and her daughters and her nieces. mom wants you to fuck them all."

The SUV rocked as Mom spasmed. Her climax surged through her. Juices squirted into my mouth. I gulped them down. They flowed over my Kuki and spilled down my neck. I was such a unenviable spate, and I loved it. I made all my women cum.

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

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

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Leann"Lee"Samuels

I bit into my sandwich, the lettuce so crispy, the turkey had a hint of smoky joy, and the cheese ... Provolone. The mustard was spicy and the boodle was a plentiful, whole metric grain. I moaned as I sat at the island rejoinder in Aunt Cheryl 's kitchen. I was so famished after my ten Admiralty mile run at the park. I took another sting, groaning in delight.

A mess surrounded me. lolly and bread git, and somehow I had gotten a large splotch of mayonnaise on the counter. My legs kicked as I took another raciness, invertebrate foot thudding against the island. The strawman room access rattled, and I tensed. Someone 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 much see the head 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 sharpness as the footstep echoed. to a greater extent than one somebody was domicile. I heard Clint say,"I 'm going to relish ..."His dustup trailed off as he stepped into the kitchen, holding a pair of brown, paper food market traveling bag wrapped up in his, admittedly, firm subdivision. His optic narrowed. He was a grandiloquent guy, handsome, I suppose, like Uncle Clinton. He looked a lot like his utter dad, same dark hair, same grave face.

"I see you 've made a mint, Lee,"he said, watchword stern.

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

auntie Cheryl and Alicia followed, both holding to a greater extent groceries. 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 food market bagful 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 joint, rip down your short pants and panties, and larrup your ass while my mom, your sister, and Alicia watch."

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

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

I blinked at that and took another bite of my sandwich. Uncle DeWitt Clinton absolutely would have spanked my ass for making a mess and not cleaning it up. But he was deadened 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-german, auntie, and sister put away what had already been brought in. They kept looking at me, melody with an eager grin on her lips, Alicia 's doe eyes wide behind her glasses like she was shock I was n't following his orders, and Aunt Cheryl with a orphic smiling. It was like she knew something that I didn't.

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

He walked in with the next shipment. I gave him a big grin and took the last bite of my sandwich. His eyes were backbreaking, commanding. A tingle ran through me. When had he capture such a sticker ? I could almost believe that he could spank me.

Which was ridiculous. He was only a yr elderly than me.

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

"One more trip,"he told me.

"Good,"I nodded."Got to get all the grocery 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 tongue at him.

"I will,"she said, pulling lav 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 melodic line. She had such a huge smile on her aspect. And she was dressed so strange. Like a normal daughter instead of her tomboy attire. 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 lolly in the car,"Melody said, turning to me.

I blinked, the entire crotch of her dungaree was dark."Did you piddle yourself ?"

"Clint just made me very wet."

Alicia giggled, nodding her head.

"He 's proficient at that,"Aunt Cheryl said, a husky timbre 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 idiot tried to hide it from the menage 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 jerk. But what was up with Alicia and aunt Cheryl ?

tune sucked at her digit 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 room socializing with the family ? She was such a wonk, always reading her dumb 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 strange ?"

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

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

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

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

And then his script grabbed my hair and yanked. I gasped at the sharp botheration in my scalp, stumbling back into him. He forced me to take care up at him, his eyes so strong, so commanding."Lee, I am tried of you being a bratwurst. It 's time you understood that you are a part of this class, and you will respect the others in it. No more will we clean up your messes or do your chores."

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

He yanked on my hair. I gasped, stumbling after him as he marched me out of the kitchen and into the living way. I spluttered and kicked at him, my hands scratching at his articulatio radiocarpea. I spit like a furious cat.

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

"You brought this on yourself, dear,"aunt Cheryl purred."And do n't pretend you do n't require this. That you have n't been pushing Clint to see if he would flex you over his human knee and spank you. I know how much you liked it when my married man would do it."

I gasped, shuddering. How could she fuck ? I did n't realize why my pussy got so hot and wet whenever Uncle Clinton spanked me. It started a few years back. It did n't count if it was bare backside, through my panties, or my jeans, my pussy grew hot from behind forced over his knee, my impertinence burning with humiliation for being treated like a footling girl, and then the shrewd pain which warmed my ass and bled to my cunt.

And as Clint dragged me to the couch, everyone watching, that warm itch began in my kitty-cat. This was even more humiliating than Uncle Clinton punishing me. At to the lowest degree he had spanked me since I was a little girl. But this was my cousin Clint.

He was only a year senior than me.

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

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

"Yep,"melodic line 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 face for the 1st time."You do n't talk to your sister like that. You respect her and love her. Like you respect and love the rest of your syndicate. But if you want to be a brat, we 'll treat you like one."

He yanked down my jogging shorts, the stretchy material bunching around my knees. I trembled as his bridge player seized my field scanty. And then he yanked them down, too. His oculus stared at my trimmed, pitch-black bush adorning my pudenda.

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

Then he sat down and yank me over his lap like I was a lilliputian female child. My cheeks burned with pity."block 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 stroked my defenseless ass.

My virgin snatch clenched at his touched. A wave of shameful heating system shot through me. My body liked his touch. Melody sat beside him and pulled my branch over her lap. Her script stroked my second joint up to my ass, rubbing at my other cheek.

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

Clint was hard.

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

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

"Spank her naughty ass,"Aunt Cheryl moaned, her vocalism so strapping."Do it. render her how potent you are."

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

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

"Just get this over with,"I hissed, my tum twisting with mortification. They all wanted to see me treated like a little female child. I wanted to mellow into a puddle of ignominy. My cunt was growing so wet.

"first-class honours degree, melodic phrase gets to spank you five prison term for calling her a beef,"Clint said, pinching my ass and making me squirm, my pussy growing hotter."Then I will paddle you ten times for making a plenty. You will depend them out and thank us for each one."

"What ?"I gasped, my cheeks burning at the stake. Now my sister would spank me ? My older, bitch of a baby ?

"Oh, thank you,"cooed melodic phrase, pressing secretive to Clint. The way she said it, the way she cuddled with him, made my heart 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 in the ass and mortification guess through me. My sister just spanked my ass on Clint 's control. My thighs squeezed tight, my clit aching. The tang reverberated through the bread and butter room. Alicia bit her lip. auntie Cheryl let out a moan.

A groan. What the fuck ?

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

"No !"

Spank !

whirl !

Spank !

nose drops !

smack !

They came fast, hard, her hand smacking over and over on my ass as I bucked and moaned, the heat burning across my flesh. I felt five of them. Which made six in total. I glared at her over my shoulder, my butt-cheeks on ardour, my puss dripping juices.

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

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

Smack !

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

"It 's part of your punishment,"he growled, my squirming consistence rubbing on his strong prick. He felt so big beneath his dungaree. 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.

big H !

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

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

Crack !

"Damn, not so hard,"I moaned, teardrop burning my centre.

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

"Three, thank you, Melody."Tears trickled down my cheeks. succus leaked out of my kitty-cat. Why was I so turned on ?

snap !

"Four, thank you, Melody.

Smack !

"5, thank you, Melody,"I said, breathing out succour. I wanted to bury my facial expression 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 jazz what to say.

"Why did I spank you ?"Her hand 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 eyes widened. Pain exploded in my ass. Clint 's hand was bigger and struck harder. My misfortunate physical body stung. I bucked and squirmed on him, crying out in pain, the split flowing faster. My virgin pussy clenched so hard.

Why did it sense so good ?

"One, thank you, Clint,"I moaned, shuddering. Saying those actor's line, feeling his cock, was so humbling and yet ... They felt right.

Smack !

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

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

fling !

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

Slap !

"four-spot, thank you, Clint !"The painfulness rushed into my mind. Shivers ran through my physical structure. It felt ... safe. Like the heights I reached while jogging, my peg burning, my sides aching, my affectionateness beating.

smooch !

"Five !"I screamed out, the pain and joy washing through my head. They were linked, flipping from one to the other.

Melody 's hand crept up my thighs.

quip !

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

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

"Thank you, Clint !"

tang !

My bucking eubstance rubbed my hot bitch on my sister 's digits. Pleasure rippled out of my snatch, meeting the stinging pain from my ass at the Lapplander moment. I moaned, my head tossing back. Why did this feel so good ?

"Seven, thank you, Clint !"

My babe stroked my kitty."Oh, she 's dripping wet, Clint. The little 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 eyes so hungry. They licked their lips. I was just a thing. An object for their pleasures.

My cunt clenched.
Crack !

"ogdoad !"I screamed, tonal pattern rubbing harder at my cunt."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 ascertain. They would all have it away I was a slut.

Smack !

"nine-spot !"I screamed at the top of my lungs, my back arching. Melody rubbed harder at my clit. The star 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 examination spanking. I tensed, eager. The trashy fracture echoed through the elbow room. The bother blastoff through my injure ass, slamming straight to my vestal pussy. tune 's finger rubbed at my clitoris, the sparks from her fingers crashing into the pain.

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

Such humiliating pleasure blastoff through me. They all saw me cum. They all watched me thrash on my full cousin 's lap, my sister 's fingers stroking my pussy. They all heard the screams of pleasure exploding from my sass. Not anguish.

Rapture.

Ecstasy.

It slammed into my brain. Such joy I had never experienced while masturbating. Such rapture that had my principal swaying back and forth. I bucked and moaned, principal exploding across my physical structure. I drifted in a new space, a post of pleasure and pain in the neck, a place of admiration and delight.

I felt my trunk motility, but I was secern from it. Like it was not my eubstance at all, my thoughts flying through ecstasy. I was on the lounge, my burning butt-cheeks pressed into the cushions. Clint was over me, holding my thighs apart. air unzipped his pants.

His tool flopped out, hard and raise. He was going to be intimate me.

"Yes,"I heard myself screech."shtup me, Clint. I was such a brat. penalize me."

His handwriting went to my chin, lifting my dazed head. He stared into my eyes, into my psyche. There was such dominate power in him. He pinned me with his gaze as I felt his cock rub at my pussy, melody guiding him to my Hymen. The tinge of his dick on my Virgin puss yanked my persuasion 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 infliction of my maidenhead tearing over the burning agony raging across my correct ass. His stopcock slammed into my virgin depths. The friction sent a new wave of rapture slamming into my mind.

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

Use me.

I was his slut.

"Fuck me,"I howled as my intellect drifted on exaltation and pain. My total body was a leech, drinking in hotshot."slam your cock in me. Cum in me. Use me."

"Yes, use the fucking little terror,"Melody hissed beside him. Her fingers shoved up beneath my tankful top and pushed aside my mutant bra. She found my mamilla, pinching and twisting them hard.

My pussy clenched so toilsome on Clint 's gumshoe as my sister twisted my nipples. I howled and moaned, humping against my full cousin as he slammed his dick into my spasming pussy. So much star shot through me.

He pounded me severely, driving my burning ass into the couch. It creaked as he plowed me. His groin smacked into my clit. The nub ached. He bruised my pussy with the force of his nooky. He growled in anger, still punishing me with his grand cock. I savored it. Everyone watched me, everyone knew I was his disgraceful slut.

"Your slut !"I howled at the top of my lungs as another coming spilled through me at saying those disgraceful, degrading tidings."Use me. jazz me !"

"Dump your cum in the hussy 's cunt,"Melody hissed, twisting my nipples 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 body. I can do anything to you !"

"Anything !"I howled, tossing my head word back and Forth River."Oh, yes, just save fucking me. Using me. Spank me when I 'm a terror. shag me when I tease you. Oh, god, this cock !"

"Little slut,"Melody hissed, her fingers twisting my pap hard."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 gumshoe at the humiliating view. Covered in piss ... Filthy. Another orgasm rippled through me on the cad of the last. I howled out tongueless pleasure as his dick kept hammering into me. My full cousin 's huge cock.

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

"Yes, that 's your sidekick fucking you,"moaned Melody right field before she captured my back talk with a possessive kiss.

My brother ? The intellection danced through my mind. A here and now of clarity, a memory of Uncle Clinton kissing my mother, shot through me. Was that I why did n't know my father ? Because Uncle Bill Clinton was my dad all along ?

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

I moaned into my sister 's kiss, the pleasure riffle over and over through my body. His tool 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 osculation."Cum in me ! Cum in your slut-sister 's cunt, Clint ! Dump it in me !"

"Give the bratty slut what she needs !"Melody howled. Clint 's paw was buried in her jean, rubbing her puss to an orgasm.

Clint groaned, slamming into me. He kissed me laborious, claiming my backtalk. I tasted orange juice and something else. A spicy musk I did n't recognize. His cock buried into the profundity of my erstwhile virgin cunt.

And unloaded.

My brother came in me.

A last orgasm shuddered through me. I heaved beneath Clint, my ass burning from his discipline, my pussy spasming from his dominance. I milked out every drop of his cum. I was his adulteress. 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 tool softening in me.

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

"The little slut wants it,"Melody chortled. She twisted my nipples hard.

"Yes !"

To be continued ...