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

Clint Elliston

tune 's blonde whisker danced about her berm as she looked around the market depot parking lot. We were between the kin 's SUV and a large, green pickup motortruck. I wiggled the grape-flavored Popsicle in my hand, a farsighted, lissom subway of purple ice wrapped in plastic. My cock throbbed hard in my pants again despite just cumming on my little sister 's fount. Alicia stood beside tune, her eyes wide behind her glasses, her brown hair in pigtails.

"Someone 's going to see,"Melody complained as her paw went to her denim'fastening. My nineteen-year-old half-sister, best ally, devotee, and sex striver unsnapped her jeans. The zipper rasped down, her blonde landing strip leading to her shaved pussy peeking out of the undecided fly. She wore no scanty. Those were in my pocket. 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,"line said, though there was a playful apprehension to her intelligence. She was a romp even if she was dressing so sexy the last few daytime. We had grown up together, best friends, only a calendar month apart in age. I thought we were cousins, but it turned out our mother, who were baby, were my dad 's lovers. Melody and her sister Lee were actually my half-sisters.

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

"Do you like the shaved look, Sir ?"my submissive mother asked, standing behind me as Melody wiggled her jeans off her coxa.

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

"I do, Princess,"I told her."I think you should deliver a bald cunt. That would nominate you such a good, picayune sister."

She nodded her head.

Melody peeled her jeans down to her knees and held out her hand."OK, Clint. Let 's do this."
I reached into my pocket and pulled out the couple of grizzly panties I had confiscated from her."You need these to trap the juices in."

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

"What do you recall, Princess ?"I asked Alicia while my cock ached.

"I think big babe wants that."

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

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

"Please,"she said.

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

"Asshole,"she muttered then turned around, pointing her target, still red from her spanking, at me. I could smell her sweet musk as she kicked off her shoes and wiggled her blue jean down past her stifle. juice trickled down her thighs.

I shoved my script between her second joint, rubbing at her hot flesh. She moaned, shuddering, frozen with her blue jean on around her ankles. I pushed a digit inside her silken depths as I tore open the formative tube of the ice lolly with my teeth.

"Mmm, you are so hot, Melody."

"Because I 'm nude and anyone can see me,"she moaned, her rosehip wiggling. She fucked back onto my fingers."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 neckband and a dog tag indication, 'Clint 's # 1 bitch .'I bet you would love that."

Her pussy clenched on my digit."Yes,"she moaned. Footsteps crunched on the asphalt A car door opened nearby. She shuddered."Oh, yes, I would. reach me walk around schoolhouse that way. Let everyone know I 'm yours, Clint."

Hearing her say that was intoxicating. I ripped my fingers from her pussy and pushed out the Popsicle from its sheath. I brought it to her pussy and shoved the flash-frozen dainty into the astuteness of her cunt. Her prospicient, low moan made my hawkshaw throb.

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Melody Samuels

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

Then Clint broke off the end and dropped my panties on the priming coat."Better haste before it all melts in that molten 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 annoyance reminded me of his spanking. That he owned me. That I would let him deflower 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 fomite, and I heard his footsteps pause. I froze, wondering if he would come back, realizing he had just seen a topless, nineteen-year-old girl out of the corner of his eye. I trembled, my slit clenching down on the melting Popsicle, my scanty 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 pick up everyone sigh. Was Clint disappointed ? I know I was.

I pulled up my jeans, fastening and zipping, my tremble growing worse. My poor pussy grew numb from the cold. It was ... something I had to stand, for Clint. And that made it even more terrific. Special. I was putting up with this freezing peter 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 big face. Behind him, my busty aunty Cheryl flashed me a supportive smiling, her middle full of maternal pride.

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

"You want to be a expert, little sister, right ?"Clint asked her, his articulation after part."I can pull you over my lap and spank you for the integral parking lot to see and listen if you don't."

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

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

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

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

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

She lifted her dame with her free handwriting, exposing the wispy, brown pubic hair adorning her tight dent. She gasped, hazel optic widening as Clint shoved the cherry red lollipop into our short sister 's cunt. She squirmed her hips. He broke off the end then held her panties for her to abuse into. He pulled them up her slenderize legs slowly while Alicia 's teeth chattered, a red bead of succus trickling down her pale, inner thigh, meeting her girlish panties.

"I 'm so numb down there,"she moaned as Clint adjusted her pantie about her rosehip and pussycat. He leaned in, giving her a warm kiss on her pubic mound.

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

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

She had no hesitation. 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 jazz her as anything to a greater extent than a son loves his mother or a master cares for his hard worker. She did n't need the dependable tenderness Clint gave me. And Alicia.

I wish I could respond without any hesitation, to swallow all my awe and just render myself fully to Clint 's commands. I wanted to. I trusted him, but there was a lilliputian contribution of me that made me mouth off. If I kept it up, he would spank me again.

Did I want that ?

"It 's so inhuman,"Alicia moaned."Big crony, please, it 's numbing me."

He lifted her chin."And you 're risque pussy is hot enough to admit it, footling sister. Trust your big brother."

"okay,"she said, tears brimming in her oculus."I will."

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

Clint laughed, and I gave him a dismount punch on the arm. That only made him smiling more.

"Ladies, back derriere. All crowded together, shivering, brewing up a delectation for me to feast on when we get home."He licked his lips."I am looking forward to a footling afters before lunch."

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

The drive home was excruciating. Even Aunt Cheryl squirmed, her human face clenching at the cold, numbing mess in her pussy. And yet it was strangely exciting. My clit ached, and my nipples were so unvoiced. And, slowly, the closer we got home, the more and more look returned to my pussy.

The more and more my puss needed stimulus.

I squirmed and groaned, my workforce rubbing at my jean. A large, wet spot had soaked through my step-in and the denim, spreading the cool liquid down my legs. 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 cleaning woman suffering for his pleasure. And that only made me turned on. Made me wrestle 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 cold ?"

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

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

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

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

"track over pedestrian on the sidewalk ?"Clint asked."Hitting every car in stack ? That wo n't get us there faster."

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

And then we were in the driveway. Clint put the SUV into common. He turned off the ignition system. He looked at us, squirming on the bench derriere behind his. All of us moaning. aunty Chery 's bleached-blonde tresses brushed my natural blonde locks.

"Clint,"I moaned."Do n't just catch us. Please, please, lick 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."Look at her, Clint. She needs it badly."

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

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

"You choose, Sir."aunt Cheryl squeezed her turgid breasts stretching out her conservative dress.

Clint moved into the backrest, climbing over the cardinal cabinet with athletic ease. There was enough way for him to kneel before he scooted to Alicia and pushed up her skirt. Her pink panties were a red mess, the juices soaked through the privates and reaching up to her waistcloth. More succus coated her second joint with slur of red. The smell of contrived cherry and unfermented pussy filled my nose.

"tinker's damn, that looks respectable,"Clint groaned."What do you say, Princess ?"

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

Clint yanked down her panties. The succus matted her browned pilus. Bits of still melting slush clung to her besotted 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 deep. He swirled it around, his digit spreading her unfold. Then he sealed her sassing on her cakehole and sucked. Alicia gasped, her hips bucking and rising from the the seat.

"Big comrade,"she moaned, her head tossing, glasses slipping on her face.

My pussycat clenched in sympathy I wanted that very same treatment. I wanted to make my pussy licked out. I bit my lips, my sex still numb, still needing to be touched and played with. I clenched my fist as Alicia gasped and shuddered.

She humped her pussy against his face. Her hands found her tit through her cute top, pinching and rolling them. Her lip quivered. She was rushing towards her orgasm. I could n't believe how dissolute it was coming on her.

"Big crony,"she screamed out, her second joint clamped about his headland.

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

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

"Thanks, momma,"howled Alicia, the SUV rocking as her small body thrashed."Big blood brother ! Yes ! I love you ! thank you !"She slumped in her seat, gasping for breathing spell, her font flushed.

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

"Uh-huh,"Clint said, his lips smeared with red-dyed kitty-cat juice. He cupped Alicia 's face as he leaned up and planted a hot kiss on her lips. She shuddered, optic fluttering closed, her physical structure quiver. She got almost as very much pleasure from the kiss as the snatch licking.

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

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

Clint yanked my denim and panties down to my ankles and spread me apart. The grape juices leaked out of my twat. We were ruining the upholstery, and I did n't care. I clenched my blunt sheath, trying to hold in his dainty as he nuzzled forward to my shaved lips.

And then he licked.

His tongue caressed my shaved vulva. It was so hot against my inhuman flesh, almost burning. I spasmed from the intensity. It was such a contrast. He licked again, this time up to my clitoris before diving into my frigidity folds, gathering the grape-infused kitty-cat succus. He groaned while I shuddered.

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

My numb soma came alive beneath his tongue. The seismic disturbance of shooting whiz made me thrash and shuddered. My head leaned back on the tooshie as his tongue thrust into the depths of my pussy, caressing my frozen fresh, returning warmheartedness to my pussy while sucking out the liquid sloshing inside of me. It poured into his oral cavity. I could hear him swallow.

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

My pussy felt like I was overstimulated, drinking in far to a greater extent pleasance than I normally would from being licked and touched. The jolts made my organic structure thrash. My heading tossed back and forth, Alicia and Aunt Cheryl smiling at me.

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

"I will, Cupcake,"I moaned. Her deal touched my thigh, stroking me while Clint 's tongue reamed into the depth of my pussycat. He swirled it around in me. Making me shudder and gasp. I fucked my snatch against his tongue, the pressure construction in my depths. Every stroke of his glossa made me shudder."Oh, yes, I will."

"Do it,"aunty Cheryl moaned, her hired hand cupping my breast through my armoured combat vehicle 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, all serving the man of the family, loving him and each other, doing all the tight matter he wanted us to do.

qualification me parade naked through the school day, showing off my organic structure to everyone, all the guy rope staring at my material body with lustfulness, wishing they owned me. My face red with the humiliation as all the miss whispered,"Slut."

My second joint clamped about Clint 's sass. I came.

My aching kitty-cat spasmed, forcing the grape juices deep in my slit into Clint 's hungry mouthpiece. He drank the inundation of sweetly 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 treat. This experience. He gave it to me because I trusted him. I submitted to him.

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

It was the most have a go at it thing I could say to him.

Clint rose as my consistency shuddered, the ripples of pleasure growing soft, lapping at my judgement instead of crashing into it. He cupped my face and leaned in."I love you, slut."

"passion you, asshole,"I breathed. My blazon went around him, pulling him tight. He kissed me so hard. The existence faded around me in that moment as my crony, 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 saucy 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 annulus. Her scanty were soaked orange. The tart, citrus tree odor mixed with her spicy cunt. I licked my brim, hungry for one more dessert. Cherry and grape were grand. I hoped orange tree was just as good.

"Mommy whipped up an Orange jubilee,"she moaned, her fingers hooking her panties'cincture."Just for her big, firm son."

I loved hearing her say those tidings. My mother was my loose woman. She would do anything I told her.

"Pull them down so I can feast."

"Yes, Sir."

Mom 's trimmed, pitch blackness bush—her honest haircloth color, the blonde coming from a bottle—was a mess of orange slush. Her thick pussy lips were coated in it. I groaned, leaning in and licking at the orange, savoring the fancy woman flavor. I licked harder, diving into her pussy folds, finding the spicy musk integrate 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 cunt emollient. It poured into my lip. I gulped it down, my hands seizing her ass, gripping it. Her turgid tit jiggled in her dress.

My mom was a MILF.

My prick ached so severely in my jeans. It took all my self-control not to fuck any one of my fair sex. But I was impregnable. I was in control. I would hold my women the pleasance they needed. The ascendency they all craved. I could see it in their eye. It made them happy when I took charge. It was a gift they gave me.

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

"Oh, yes, my big, unattackable son is eating mom 's pussycat,"she moaned, her oculus squeezing shut."Eat every fall. mamma needs to feed her son."

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

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

"I bet it 's making your little purulent hot, Cupcake."air pulled our little sister onto her lap, her mitt sliding up beneath Alicia 's annulus."Hmm, Cupcake ?"

"I guess,"Alicia said.

"Oh, it is,"tonal pattern purred.

Alicia shuddered beside me, her body shivering as I heard melody 's finger sink into hot, wet puss. I groaned, my tool throbbing harder, my tongue licking faster, gathering all the orange 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. I squeezed my mom 's ass, pulling her tight, sucking at her pussy. Her juice flowed into my mouth, the orange look diminishing, the spicy musk rising.

"Yes, yes, mommy 's son is secure. He has three charwoman 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."

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 fall in the harem. She was comparable mom, a submissive slut in need of a master.

"I 'm going to have intercourse your sister tonight,"I growled at Mom between salt lick."I 'm going to ram my shaft into her cunt. And you 're going to be there watching."

"Yes,"Mom moaned."Oh, crap her a slut. She needs it."Mom primer coat her snatch on my face."Yes, yes, Mommy wants to watch her big, strong son fuck her sis and her daughters and her nieces. mummy wants you to lie with them all."

The SUV rocked as Mom spasmed. Her orgasm surged through her. succus squirted into my oral cavity. I gulped them down. They flowed over my chin and spilled down my cervix. I was such a gluey mess, and I loved it. I made all my women cum.

"piece of tail,"I growled, lifting my boldness from Mom 's cunt, watching her muscle spasm."net ball get the grocery store put away so I can fuck each and every one of you !"

"Yes,"moaned my Mom."mamma want something self-aggrandising than a Popsicle."

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Leann"Lee"Samuels

I bit into my sandwich, the lettuce so crisp, the Meleagris gallopavo had a speck of smoky delight, and the tall mallow ... Provolone. The mustard was spicy and the boodle was a plentiful, unharmed food grain. I moaned as I sat at the island counter in Aunt Cheryl 's kitchen. I was so famished after my ten mile run at the park. I took another bite, groaning in delight.

A hole surrounded me. Lettuce and shekels stinker, and somehow I had gotten a big splotch of mayo on the comeback. My pegleg kicked as I took another insect bite, infantry thudding against the island. The movement door 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 sign clean. I did n't often see the point in time 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 morsel as the footsteps echoed. Thomas More than one person was household. I heard Clint say,"I 'm going to enjoy ..."His words trailed off as he stepped into the kitchen, holding a span of Robert Brown, newspaper publisher food market bags wrapped up in his, admittedly, strong munition. His eyes narrowed. He was a improbable guy, handsome, I suppose, like Uncle President Clinton. He looked a lot like his dead dad, same drear hair's-breadth, Saame life-threatening face.

"I see you 've made a jam, Lee,"he said, words 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 sister Melody. She did anything Clint wanted because she soooo wanted to jump off his ivory. I grinned at her through a taste of food.

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

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

"You are gong to clean house up this muddle,"Clint said, setting the grocery base on the far end of the return,"by the meter I finish getting the groceries."

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

His typeface twitched."I 'm going to deform you over my articulatio genus, rip down your boxershorts and panty, and spank your ass while my mom, your babe, and Alicia watch."

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

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

I blinked at that and took another bite of my sandwich. Uncle Hilary Clinton absolutely would deliver 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 more groceries while my cousin, aunt, and sis put away what had already been brought in. They kept looking at me, Melody with an eager smile on her mouth, Alicia 's doe eyes wide of the mark behind her glasses like she was electric shock I was n't following his decree, and aunty Cheryl with a mysterious grinning. 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 warhead. I gave him a big grin and took the last sting of my sandwich. His eyes were hard, commanding. A shiver ran through me. When had he cause such a spine ? I could almost think that he could spank me.

Which was pathetic. He was only a year older than me.

On his next trip, I was sucking my fingers clean of a few bead of mustard. I gave him another smirking smiling. 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.

"trade 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 tongue 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 tune. She had such a huge smiling on her face. And she was dressed so strange. Like a normal daughter 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 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 denim was dark."Did you pee-pee yourself ?"

"Clint just made me very wet."

Alicia giggled, nodding her head.

"He 's in force at that,"Aunt Cheryl said, a husky tone to her voice.

What was going on ? None of them were acting normal. I mean, I know my babe was wet for Clint, but she and the moron tried to obscure 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 private parts. Clint was hot without a shirt on. Even if he was an uptight jerk. But what was up with Alicia and aunt Cheryl ?

Melody sucked at her fingerbreadth 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 socialization with the class ? She was such a grind, always reading her dumb books. And Aunt Cheryl ... She clearly knew about melodic line 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,"Aunt Cheryl said with a smile that could only be described as ... horny.

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

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

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

And then his hand grabbed my haircloth and yanked. I gasped at the sharp pain in my scalp, stumbling back into him. He forced me to reckon up at him, his eyes so secure, so commanding."Lee, I am tried of you being a holy terror. It 's time you understood that you are a piece of this family, and you will observe the others in it. No Thomas More will we clean up your messes or do your chores."

"brand 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 living room. I spluttered and kicked at him, my hands scratching at his wrists. I spit like a furious cat.

"Let me go, prick ! Aunt Cheryl ! help ! Clint 's pick on me !"

"You brought this on yourself, dear,"Aunt 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 bend you over his genu and spank you. I know how often you liked it when my husband would do it."

I gasped, shuddering. How could she know ? I did n't understand why my pussy got so hot and wet whenever Uncle Clinton spanked me. It started a few age back. It did n't matter if it was bare bottom, through my panty, or my dungaree, my pussy grew hot from behind forced over his articulatio genus, my brass burning with chagrin for being treated like a little lady friend, and then the sharp pain which warmed my ass and bled to my cunt.

And as Clint dragged me to the couch, everyone observation, that warm itch began in my kitty. This was even more humiliating than Uncle President Clinton punishing me. At least he had spanked me since I was a little missy. But this was my cousin Clint.

He was only a twelvemonth older than me.

"Please, Clint,"I gasped."I 'll pick it up. I will. You do n't accept to do this."My rose hip squirmed. My pussy grew wetter as I begged.

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

"Yep,"melodic phrase 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 initiative clock time."You do n't utter to your sister 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 plow you like one."

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

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

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

"Then why do you act like one ?"His allow for mitt pinned my back down across his lap while his rightfulness stroked my defenseless ass.

My virgin pussy clenched at his touched. A wave of shameful heat pellet through me. My body liked his soupcon. tonal pattern sat beside him and pulled my wooden leg over her lap. Her hand stroked my thigh up to my ass, rubbing at my other cheek.

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

Clint was hard.

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

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

"Spank her naughty ass,"aunty Cheryl moaned, her vocalization so husky."Do it. designate her how secure you are."

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

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

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

"outset, Melody gets to spank you five times for calling her a gripe,"Clint said, pinching my ass and making me squirm, my pussy growing hotter."Then I will spank you ten metre for making a mess. You will matter them out and thank us for each one."

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

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

"You 're fucking him !"I accused.

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

I gasped, bucking as the painfulness and mortification shot through me. My sister just spanked my ass on Clint 's command. My second joint squeezed tight, my clit aching. The smooch reverberated through the aliveness room. Alicia bit her lip. aunt Cheryl let out a moan.

A moan. What the screwing ?

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

"No !"

Spank !

sally !

Spank !

smack !

smack !

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

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

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

Smack !

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

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

But I excited Clint.

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

Smack !

I yelped in pain again, both my butt-cheeks combustion. 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 fix my puss even wetter ?

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

cracking !

"Damn, not so punishing,"I moaned, snag burning my eyes.

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

"Three, thank you, Melody."Tears trickled down my impudence. juice leaked out of my pussy. Why was I so turned on ?

fling !

"Four, thank you, Melody.

Smack !

"Five, thank you, strain,"I said, breathing out moderation. I wanted to bury my face into the my hands and pelt 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 together what to say.

"Why did I larrup you ?"Her script squeezed my aching ass.

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

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

"Fun ?"

Spank !

My center widened. bother exploded in my ass. Clint 's hand was heavy and take harder. My inadequate flesh stung. I bucked and squirmed on him, crying out in pain in the neck, the tears flowing faster. My virgin kitty clenched so hard.

Why did it feel so beneficial ?

"One, thank you, Clint,"I moaned, shuddering. Saying those words, feeling his hammer, 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 twat brimming with bother. melody 's hand shifted on my thigh, pushing between them, her touch so soothing.

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

Crack !

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

smack !

"Four, thank you, Clint !"The pain rushed into my brain. tremble ran through my body. It felt ... good. Like the high I reached while jogging, my wooden leg burn, my side of meat aching, my ticker beating.

Smack !

"Little Phoebe !"I screamed out, the botheration and pleasure washing through my mind. They were linked, flipping from one to the other.

Melody 's paw crept up my thighs.

Crack !

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

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

"Thank you, Clint !"

Smack !

My bucking body rubbed my hot cunt on my sister 's digits. pleasure rippled out of my twat, meeting the stinging painful sensation from my ass at the same mo. I moaned, my head tossing back. Why did this feel so good ?

"7, thank you, Clint !"

My sister stroked my kitty-cat."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. aunty 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 !

"8 !"I screamed, line 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 pleasance built in me. A humiliating orgasm. I would cum in front end of everyone. They would all watch. They would all know I was a slut.

Smack !

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

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

I heard the air whoosh as Clint 's hand crashed down for the concluding spanking. I tensed, eager. The loud crack echoed through the elbow room. The bother shot through my bruised ass, slamming straight to my virgin pussy. Melody 's finger's breadth rubbed at my clit, the sparks from her fingers crashing into the pain.

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

Such mortify pleasure shot through me. They all saw me cum. They all watched me thrash on my cousin 's lap, my sister 's fingers stroking my twat. They all heard the belly laugh of joy exploding from my oral fissure. Not pain.

Rapture.

Ecstasy.

It slammed into my mind. 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 dead body. I drifted in a new quad, a place of pleasance and pain sensation, a place of wonder and delight.

I felt my physical structure motility, but I was classify from it. Like it was not my body at all, my thoughts flying through rapture. I was on the couch, my burning butt-cheeks pressed into the shock. Clint was over me, holding my thigh apart. strain unzipped his pants.

His gumshoe flopped out, hard and raise. He was going to sleep with me.

"Yes,"I heard myself scream."screwing me, Clint. I was such a brat. penalize me."

His bridge player went to my chin, lifting my dazed read/write head. He stared into my oculus, into my soul. There was such require might in him. He pinned me with his regard as I felt his cock rub at my slit, Melody guiding him to my hymen. The touch of his prick on my Virgin cunt yanked my cerebration back into my flesh.

"You are my loose woman, 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 botheration of my hymen tearing over the burning at the stake excruciation raging across my disciplined ass. His putz slammed into my vestal profoundness. The friction sent a new moving ridge of exaltation 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 waist as he drew back and fucked into me again. Hard, fast stroking. He did n't care if he hurt me. If my snatch ached each time he slammed into me. He just had to cum in my cunt.

Use me.

I was his slut.

"piece of tail me,"I howled as my mind drifted on raptus and pain. My stallion body was a sponge, drinking in hotshot."dig your pecker in me. Cum in me. Use me."

"Yes, use the fucking bratwurst,"tonal pattern hissed beside him. Her fingerbreadth shoved up beneath my tank top and pushed aside my sports bra. She found my tit, pinching and twisting them hard.

My pussy clenched so hard on Clint 's putz as my sister twisted my nipple. I howled and moaned, humping against my cousin as he slammed his putz into my spasming pussy. So a great deal sensations shot through me.

He pounded me hard, driving my combustion ass into the couch. It creaked as he plowed me. His groin smacked into my clit. The nub ached. He bruised my kitty with the force of his fuck. He growled in ire, still punishing me with his marvelous tool. I savored it. Everyone watched me, everyone knew I was his disgraceful slut.

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

"Dump your cum in the slut 's slit,"tonal pattern hissed, twisting my nipples hard, the bother flaring, crashing into the rapture rippling out of my pussy.

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

"Anything !"I howled, tossing my pass back and forth."Oh, yes, just keep fucking me. Using me. paddle me when I 'm a holy terror. piece of tail me when I tease you. Oh, god, this cock !"

"Little slattern,"Melody hissed, her fingerbreadth twisting my mammilla hard."I bet you would make love to be pissed on."

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

My legs squeezed about his hips. My pussy exploded on his prick at the humiliating view. Covered in pissing ... Filthy. Another orgasm rippled through me on the bounder of the last. I howled out wordless delight as his gumshoe kept hammering into me. My cousin 's huge cock.

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

"Yes, that 's your sidekick nooky you,"moaned Melody right before she captured my lips with a possessive kiss.

My blood brother ? The thought danced through my idea. A present moment of clarity, a memory board of Uncle Clinton kissing my female parent, snapshot through me. Was that I why did n't know my father ? Because Uncle Hilary Rodham Clinton was my dad all along ?

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

I moaned into my sis 's kiss, the pleasure ripple over and over through my dead body. His shaft hammered so mysterious 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 ! dumpsite it in me !"

"springiness the bratty slut what she needs !"melodic phrase howled. Clint 's hand was buried in her denim, rubbing her pussy to an orgasm.

Clint groaned, slamming into me. He kissed me heavy, claiming my lips. I tasted Orange succus and something else. A spicy musk I did n't agnize. His pecker buried into the depths of my formerly virgin cunt.

And unloaded.

My pal came in me.

A final climax shuddered through me. I heaved beneath Clint, my ass electrocution from his discipline, my puss spasming from his ascendance. I milked out every bead of his cum. I was his jade. His brattish whore.

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

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

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

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

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

"Yes !"

To be continued ...