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

Clint Elliston

Melody 's blonde hair danced about her berm as she looked around the grocery shop parking lot. We were between the family unit 's SUV and a magnanimous, green pickup hand truck. I wiggled the grape-flavored ice lolly in my hand, a farsighted, lithesome subway system of empurple ice wrapped in plastic. My hammer throbbed hard in my pants again despite just cumming on my little sis 's face. Alicia stood beside strain, her middle widely behind her spyglass, her embrown hairsbreadth in pigtails.

"Someone 's going to see,"Melody complained as her hands went to her jeans'fastening. My nineteen-year-old half-sister, outflank friend, lover, and sex slave unsnapped her jean. The zipper rasped down, her blonde landing strip leading to her plane kitty peeking out of the open fly. She wore no step-in. Those were in my pocket. I took them from all three inside the computer storage while we shopped.

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

"You know it does, asshole,"Melody said, though there was a playful snatch to her Book. She was a tomboy even if she was dressing so sexy the last few days. We had grown up together, dependable friends, only a month apart in age. I thought we were cousins, but it turned out our mother, who were sisters, were my dad 's buff. Melody and her sister Lee were actually my half-sisters.

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

"Do you like the shaved tone, Sir ?"my subservient mother asked, standing behind me as Melody wiggled her jeans off her hips.

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

"I do, Princess,"I told her."I think you should let a bald cunt. That would construct you such a estimable, little sister."

She nodded her head.

Melody peeled her denim down to her articulatio genus and held out her hand."Okay, Clint. Let 's do this."
I reached into my air hole and pulled out the pair of gray step-in I had confiscated from her."You need these to ensnare the juices in."

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

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

"I think big sis wants that."

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

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

"Please,"she said.

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

"dickhead,"she muttered then turned around, pointing her butt, still red from her spanking, at me. I could smell out her sweet musk as she kicked off her shoes and wiggled her jeans down past her genu. Juices trickled down her thighs.

I shoved my paw between her thigh, rubbing at her hot flesh. She moaned, shuddering, frozen with her jeans on around her ankles. I pushed a finger inside her silky depths as I tore unresolved the charge card tube of the Popsicle with my teeth.

"Mmm, you are so hot, Melody."

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

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

audience her say that was intoxicating. I ripped my fingers from her pussycat and pushed out the Popsicle from its sheath. I brought it to her pussy and shoved the frigid treat into the depths of her snatch. Her yearn, low groan made my peter throb.

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strain Samuels

"Oh, my god,"I moaned, long and low as the insensate Popsicle slid into my pussy. It was n't wooden-headed, but I felt it. My pussy clenched about it. The chill almost scathe. I shivered, goose-pimples racing across my cutis as it worked deeper and deeper into me. And bottomed out.

Then Clint broke off the end and dropped my panties on the primer."punter hurry before it all melts in that thaw cunt."

"Yes,"I moaned, feeling the juice already trickling down my second joint."Going to ruin my dearie 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 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 vehicle, and I heard his footsteps pause. I froze, wondering if he would number back, realizing he had just seen a topless, nineteen-year-old girl out of the corner of his eye. I trembled, my pussy clenching down on the melt popsicle, my panties growing soaked.

I shivered again, waiting.

"You want him to see you,"Alicia whispered, staring up at me in awe seismic disturbance. 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 quiver growing worse. My poor puss grew numb from the cold. It was ... something I had to last, for Clint. And that made it even more wonderful. especial. 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 tankful top from him, pulling it on. I turned around, glancing at my half-brother. He had such a grin on his handsome nerve. Behind him, my busty Aunt Cheryl flashed me a supportive smile, her eyes full-of-the-moon of maternal pride.

Clint pulled out a second popsicle, red. He held it and a couplet of pink, frilly, girlish scanty. Alicia let out a startle yelping."Me ? But, but ... It 's so cold."

"You want to be a respectable, piffling sister, right ?"Clint asked her, his voice nates."I can pull you over my lap and spank you for the full parking lot to see and take heed 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 common cold."He chose cherry for you, Cupcake. I think Clint wants to relive enjoying your virgin delight."

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

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

She lifted her skirt with her free hand, exposing the wispy, brown pubic hair adorning her tight cunt. She gasped, hazel middle widening as Clint shoved the cherry ice lolly into our slight baby 's pussy. She squirmed her articulatio coxae. He broke off the end then held her panty for her to tread into. He pulled them up her slim legs slowly while Alicia 's tooth chattered, a red beading of succus trickling down her pale, internal thigh, meeting her girlish panties.

"I 'm so numb down there,"she moaned as Clint adjusted her scanty about her hips and kitty-cat. He leaned in, giving her a promptly buss on her pubic mound.

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

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

She had no wavering. No enquiry. She was wholly given over to being dominated by her son. It was what she needed. She did n't need him to eff her as anything more than a son loves his mother or a victor cares for his hard worker. She did n't need the confessedly warmheartedness Clint gave me. And Alicia.

I wish I could react without any falter, to immerse all my reverence and just kick in myself fully to Clint 's commands. I wanted to. I trusted him, but there was a lilliputian contribution of me that made me speak off. If I kept it up, he would paddle me again.

Did I want that ?

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

He lifted her chin."And you 're naughty pussy is hot enough to lease it, picayune Sister. Trust your big brother."

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

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

Clint laughed, and I gave him a low-cal punch on the arm. That only made him smile more.

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

"Yes, mamma 's brewing up just the yummiest goody for her big boy."

The movement domicile was excruciating. Even Aunt Cheryl squirmed, her face clenching at the frigidness, numbing mess in her pussycat. And yet it was strangely charge up. My clit ached, and my mammilla were so gruelling. And, slowly, the closer we got home, the More and more intuitive feeling returned to my pussy.

The more and more my pussy needed stimulant.

I squirmed and groaned, my hands rubbing at my dungaree. A large, wet spot had soaked through my scanty 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 delight grin on his face. We did this for him. Three women suffering for his pleasure. And that only made me hornier. Made me squirm between Alicia and aunt Cheryl more and more.

"parkway faster, Clint,"I moaned."I need you to work out 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 slit clenching. The Popsicle was in pieces now, melting faster and faster. My slit spasmed."Oh, my god. Please, Clint."

"Yes, big crony,"moaned Alicia, tears falling down her buttock, making her face so cute. 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 happy to submit to him,"Aunt Cheryl moaned."That 's what makes you hot. Your trunk needs this, Alicia. You need him to make you do things you would never do on your own. You need to fix him well-chosen. It brings you such joy."

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

"Running over walker on the sidewalk ?"Clint asked."Hitting every car in mess ? That wo n't get us there faster."

My toes curled in my shoes. The last bit of the lolly melted. The last bit of ice gone, leaving a wet quite a little 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 lighting. He looked at us, squirming on the bench nates behind his. All of us moaning. Aunt Chery 's bleached-blonde tresses brushed my natural blonde ringlet.

"Clint,"I moaned."Do n't just look on us. Please, please, punch us. Eat your desserts."

"Please. Mommy needs her big, solid 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 slight sister with thirsty eyes.

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

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

Clint moved into the back, climbing over the central console with acrobatic ease. There was sufficiency elbow room for him to kneel before he scooted to Alicia and pushed up her skirt. Her pink panties were a red mint, the succus soaked through the genitalia and reaching up to her waistband. More succus coated her second joint with smears of red. The smell of artificial cherry and freshly pussy filled my nose.

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

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

Clint yanked down her panty. The juices matted her brownish pilus. Bits of still melting slush clung to her tight pussycat 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 glossa probed into her pussy, diving deep. He swirled it around, his finger spreading her exposed. Then he sealed her back talk on her hole and sucked. Alicia gasped, her pelvic girdle bucking and rising from the the seat.

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

My pussy clenched in sympathy I wanted that very Sami discourse. I wanted to have my snatch licked out. I bit my backtalk, my sex still numb, still needing to be touched and played with. I clenched my clenched fist as Alicia gasped and shuddered.

She humped her puss against his face. Her men 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 brother,"she screamed out, her thighs clamped about his mind.

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

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

"Thanks, mama,"howled Alicia, the SUV rocking as her minuscule body thrashed."Big brother ! Yes ! I love you ! thank you !"She slumped in her behind, gasping for breathing spell, her face flushed.

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

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

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

"Yes,"I hissed, unsnapping my denim. I lifted my ass off the seat and drive denim and soppy step-in down in one go as Clint scooted sideways on his knee joint before me."Eat me. I need it. God, this was so shag hot. I 'm numb and aching to cum."

Clint yanked my jeans and panties down to my ankle joint and pass around me apart. The grape juices leaked out of my kitty-cat. We were ruining the upholstery, and I did n't care. I clenched my dull sheath, trying to take for in his treat 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 figure, 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 cold folds, gathering the grape-infused pussy juices. He groaned while I shuddered.

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

My numb flesh came alive beneath his knife. The electric shock of shooting hotshot made me thrash and shuddered. My head teacher leaned back on the bum as his knife thrust into the depth of my puss, caressing my glacial newly, returning fondness to my cunt while sucking out the liquidness sloshing inside of me. It poured into his mouth. I could hear him swallow.

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

My twat felt like I was overstimulated, drinking in far more pleasance than I normally would from being licked and touched. The jolt made my consistency thrash. My top dog tossed back and Forth, Alicia and Aunt Cheryl smiling at me.

"Cum on his case, 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 lingua reamed into the depths of my snatch. He swirled it around in me. Making me shudder and gasp. I fucked my cunt against his tongue, the pressure construction in my astuteness. Every stroke of his tongue made me shiver."Oh, yes, I will."

"Do it,"auntie Cheryl moaned, her hired hand cupping my titty through my storage tank top. She pinched my teat."Cum."

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

Making me parade naked through the school, showing off my trunk to everyone, all the bozo staring at my flesh with luxuria, wishing they owned me. My cheeks red with the humiliation as all the female child whispered,"Slut."

My thigh clamped about Clint 's mouthpiece. I came.

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

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

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

Clint rose as my body shuddered, the ripples of pleasance growing softer, lapping at my mind instead of crashing into it. He cupped my brass and leaned in."I love you, slut."

"love you, asshole,"I breathed. My arms went around him, pulling him tight. He kissed me so hard. The earth faded around me in that import as my chum, 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 smart mouth."

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

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

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Clint Elliston

"What have you got for me, Mommy-slut ?"I asked as I pushed up her skirt. Her step-in were soaked orange. The tart, citrous fruit aroma mixed with her spicy cunt. I licked my lips, hungry for one more afters. cherry red and grape were marvelous. I hoped Orange River was just as good.

"Mommy whipped up an orange jubilee,"she moaned, her finger's breadth hooking her panties'waistband."Just for her big, strong son."

I loved hearing her say those words. 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's-breadth color, the blonde coming from a bottle—was a mess of orange slush. Her deep pussy lips were coated in it. I groaned, leaning in and licking at the orange, savoring the tart flavor. I licked harder, diving into her pussy flock, finding the spicy musk mixed with her tart passion.

I sealed my mouthpiece on her pussycat, sucking so hard. She groaned, gasping and shuddering as I drew out the orange-infused cunt cream. It poured into my backtalk. I gulped it down, my helping hand seizing her ass, gripping it. Her magnanimous breasts jiggled in her dress.

My mom was a MILF.

My tool ached so arduous in my jeans. It took all my self-control not to fuck any one of my cleaning woman. But I was strong. I was in controller. I would give my woman the pleasance they needed. The dominance they all craved. I could see it in their oculus. 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 bastard. If I made them well-chosen, they would make me happy. It was a two-way exchange.

"Oh, yes, my big, impregnable son is eating Mommy 's pussycat,"she moaned, her eyes squeezing shut."Eat every free fall. Mommy needs to feed her son."

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

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

"I bet it 's making your slight slit hot, Cupcake."Melody pulled our little sis onto her lap, her hand sliding up beneath Alicia 's chick."Hmm, Cupcake ?"

"I guess,"Alicia said.

"Oh, it is,"Melody purred.

Alicia shuddered beside me, her dead body shivering as I heard melodic line 's fingerbreadth sink into hot, wet cunt. I groaned, my dick throbbing harder, my glossa licking faster, gathering all the orange tree 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 cunt. Her juice flowed into my lip, the orange flavor diminishing, the spicy musk rising.

"Yes, yes, mom 's son is warm. 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 schooltime coaching debate."

Melody gave a wicked 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 join the harem. She was wish mom, a submissive slut in indigence of a master.

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

"Yes,"Mom moaned."Oh, make her a slut. She needs it."Mom dry land her pussy on my face."Yes, yes, Mommy wants to watch over her big, strong son fuck her sister and her daughter and her nieces. mom wants you to fuck them all."

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

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

"Yes,"moaned my Mom."Mommy needs something grown than a Popsicle."

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Leann"Lee"Samuels

I bit into my sandwich, the lettuce so crisp, the turkey had a hint of smoky joy, and the cheese ... Provolone. The mustard was spicy and the loot was a fat, unit food grain. I moaned as I sat at the island counterpunch in Aunt Cheryl 's kitchen. I was so famished after my ten mile run at the common. I took another raciness, groaning in delight.

A mess surrounded me. Lettuce and boodle stinker, and somehow I had gotten a great blotch of mayonnaise on the counter. My wooden leg kicked as I took another bite, feet thudding against the island. The face 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 planetary house clean and jerk. I did n't a great deal see the point in doing any of that. Clint liked cleaning up, and I hated it. So why should I do it when he would just do it anyways ?

I took another bite as the footsteps echoed. More than one person was home. I heard Clint say,"I 'm going to enjoy ..."His wrangle trailed off as he stepped into the kitchen, holding a pair of brown, paper grocery bags wrapped up in his, admittedly, potent arms. His oculus narrowed. He was a tall guy, handsome, I suppose, like Uncle Clinton. He looked a lot like his dead dad, Saami dark hair, Same serious face.

"I see you 've made a mess, 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 tune. She did anything Clint wanted because she soooo wanted to derail his clappers. I grinned at her through a taste of food.

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

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

"You are gong to houseclean up this slew,"Clint said, setting the grocery cup of tea on the far end of the return,"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 human knee, rip down your shorts and panty, and spank your ass while my mom, your sister, and Alicia watch."

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

"He 's the man of the business firm now, lamb,"auntie Cheryl said."Just like your Uncle William Jefferson Clinton was before him."

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

I chewed on my sandwich as Clint headed outside to get more foodstuff while my cousin-german, aunt, and babe put away what had already been brought in. They kept looking at me, tonal pattern with an eager smile on her back talk, Alicia 's doe eyes wide behind her glasses like she was shock I was n't following his monastic order, and aunt Cheryl with a cryptic smile. It was like she knew something that I didn't.

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

He walked in with the future burden. I gave him a big grin and took the shoemaker's last bite of my sandwich. His eyes were severely, commanding. A shiver ran through me. When had he gotten such a rachis ? I could almost believe that he could spank me.

Which was silly. He was only a yr older than me.

On his next head trip, I was sucking my digit clean of a few drop cloth 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 tripper,"he told me.

"good,"I nodded."Got to get all the groceries 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 privy of soup out of a bag and sticking them in the cupboard."And if you keep calling him Lint, he 'll really paddle you."

I blinked at that. I frowned, looking at Melody. She had such a immense smiling on her brass. And she was dressed so strange. Like a normal fille instead of her hoyden dress. 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,"tonal pattern said, turning to me.

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

"Clint just made me very wet."

Alicia giggled, nodding her head.

"He 's good at that,"Aunt Cheryl said, a burly tint to her voice.

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

tune sucked at her finger's breadth like she was cleaning something off them, her centre 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 nerd, always reading her dumb books. And auntie Cheryl ... She clearly knew about line 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 planetary house,"aunty Cheryl said with a grin that could only be described as ... horny.

Clint walked in with the last two shift of grocery store, 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 paddle me.

I sauntered retiring my Sister 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 hand grabbed my hair and yanked. I gasped at the precipitous painful sensation in my scalp, stumbling back into him. He forced me to look up at him, his heart so strong, so commanding."Lee, I am tried of you being a holy terror. It 's metre you understood that you are a part of this family line, and you will respect the others in it. No more will we scavenge up your messes or do your chores."

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

"Let me go, dick ! Aunt Cheryl ! assistant ! Clint 's picking 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 deform you over his knee and spank you. I know how much you liked it when my hubby 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 years back. It did n't matter if it was unornamented bottom, through my pantie, or my jeans, my pussy grew hot from behind forced over his knee, my face burning with humiliation for being treated like a trivial lady friend, and then the sharp pain in the neck which warmed my ass and bled to my cunt.

And as Clint dragged me to the lounge, everyone watching, that ardent itch began in my twat. This was even more chagrin than Uncle DeWitt Clinton punishing me. At to the lowest degree he had spanked me since I was a lilliputian girl. But this was my cousin-german Clint.

He was only a class one-time than me.

"Please, Clint,"I gasped."I 'll strip it up. I will. You do n't get to do this."My pelvic arch squirmed. My slit grew wetter as I begged.

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

"Yep,"strain 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 brass for the first clock time."You do n't babble out to your sis 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 brat, we 'll deal you like one."

He yanked down my jogging shorts, the stretchy fabric bunching around my articulatio genus. I trembled as his deal seized my plain step-in. And then he yanked them down, too. His middle stared at my trimmed, black-market bush adorning my pudenda.

My impudence went crimson. He was staring at my puss. My cousin. Oh, god, this was embarrassing.

Then he sat down and yanked me over his lap like I was a little little 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 paw pinned my back down across his lap while his right stroked my naked ass.

My Virgo the Virgin puss clenched at his touched. A wave of ignominious heat dig through me. My eubstance liked his signature. Melody sat beside him and pulled my legs over her lap. Her hired man stroked my second joint up to my ass, rubbing at my early cheek.

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

Clint was hard.

My cousin had a thrill hard-on. 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 next to Alicia, their middle both on me.

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

Alicia nodded her fountainhead, her voice a low rustle,"Yes, big brother."

"Spank her ass,"hissed tonal pattern, her bridge player squeezing my other cheek. They were all in on this.

"Just get this over with,"I hissed, my stomach twisting with humiliation. They all wanted to see me treated like a petty young woman. I wanted to melt into a pool of pity. My pussy was growing so wet.

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

"What ?"I gasped, my buttock burning. Now my babe would spank me ? My older, kick 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 pain and mortification shot through me. My sister just spanked my ass on Clint 's control. My thighs squeezed tight, my clit aching. The smack reverberated through the living room. Alicia bit her lip. aunty Cheryl let out a moan.

A moan. What the shtup ?

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

"No !"

Spank !

cranny !

Spank !

slap !

Slap !

They came fast, hard, her hand smacking over and over on my ass as I bucked and moaned, the heat burning at the stake 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 fervour, my kitty-cat dripping juices.

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

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

Smack !

"Oh, god,"I shuddered, the heat 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 punishment,"he growled, my squirming body rubbing on his hard rooster. He felt so big beneath his jeans. Uncle Clinton was never hard when he spanked me. I never excited him.

But I excited Clint.

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

Smack !

I yelped in annoyance again, both my butt-cheeks burning at the stake. Alicia let out a whimpering groan, her body shift, her cheeks red. Everyone stared at my ass, watching my baby spank me. This was so demean. Why did that ca-ca my kitty even wetter ?

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

Crack !

"Damn, not so surd,"I moaned, split burning my eyes.

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

"triplet, thank you, Melody."bust trickled down my impudence. Juices leaked out of my pussy. Why was I so turned on ?

Crack !

"Four, thank you, Melody.

Smack !

"Phoebe, thank you, melodic phrase,"I said, breathing out relief. I wanted to bury my cheek into the my hands and fell from everyone 's watching eyes.

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

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

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

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

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

"Fun ?"

Spank !

My oculus widened. Pain exploded in my ass. Clint 's helping hand was bigger and expunge harder. My pitiable soma stung. I bucked and squirmed on him, crying out in infliction, the tears flowing faster. My virgin pussy clenched so hard.

Why did it sense so good ?

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

Smack !

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

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

Crack !

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

smack !

"Four, thank you, Clint !"The painful sensation rushed into my mind. Shivers ran through my body. It felt ... good. Like the high I reached while jogging, my wooden leg burning, my sides aching, my meat beating.

savor !

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

air 's hand crept up my thighs.

Crack !

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

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

"Thank you, Clint !"

smack !

My bucking body rubbed my hot cunt on my sister 's figure. Pleasure rippled out of my cunt, meeting the stinging pain sensation from my ass at the same moment. I moaned, my top dog tossing back. Why did this feel so sound ?

"seven, thank you, Clint !"

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

Her words were so humiliating. My sister was touching me while my cousin spanked me. auntie Cheryl and Alicia watched, their middle so hungry. They licked their sass. I was just a thing. An object for their pleasures.

My cunt clenched.
scissure !

"eight-spot !"I screamed, line rubbing harder at my kitty-cat."Thank you, Clint !"

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

nip !

"Nine !"I screamed at the top of my lungs, my back arching. line rubbed heavily at my clit. The sentiency rushed through me."Thank you, Clint !"

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

I heard the air whoosh as Clint 's mitt crashed down for the final spanking. I tensed, eager. The garish sally echoed through the way. The pain in the neck shot through my contuse ass, slamming straight to my virgin puss. Melody 's digit rubbed at my clitoris, the sparkle from her finger's breadth crashing into the pain.

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

Such humiliating pleasure guess through me. They all saw me cum. They all watched me thrash on my cousin 's lap, my sister 's finger stroking my pussy. They all heard the screams of pleasance exploding from my sassing. Not trouble.

Rapture.

Ecstasy.

It slammed into my intellect. 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 body. I drifted in a new space, a place of pleasure and pain in the neck, a space of admiration and delight.

I felt my body move, 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 absorber. Clint was over me, holding my thighs apart. Melody unzipped his pants.

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

"Yes,"I heard myself scream."nooky me, Clint. I was such a brat. penalise me."

His hand went to my mentum, lifting my stupefied chief. He stared into my eyes, into my soul. There was such commanding power in him. He pinned me with his gaze as I felt his shaft rub at my kitty, line guiding him to my Hymen. The touch modality of his prick on my virgin cunt yanked my opinion back into my flesh.

"You are my trollop, 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 agony raging across my disciplined ass. His turncock slammed into my virgin astuteness. The friction sent a new wafture of ecstasy slamming into my mind.

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

Use me.

I was his slut.

"Fuck me,"I howled as my mind drifted on raptus and pain. My entire consistency was a sponge, drinking in sensations."Slam your dick in me. Cum in me. Use me."

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

My twat clenched so voiceless on Clint 's pecker as my babe twisted my pap. I howled and moaned, humping against my cousin as he slammed his dick into my spasming pussy. So much wizard shot through me.

He pounded me concentrated, driving my burning at the stake ass into the couch. It creaked as he plowed me. His groyne smacked into my clit. The nub ached. He bruised my pussy with the force of his nooky. He growled in angriness, still punishing me with his wonderful hammer. I savored it. Everyone watched me, everyone knew I was his disgraceful slut.

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

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

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

"Anything !"I howled, tossing my headway back and forth."Oh, yes, just keep fucking me. Using me. Spank me when I 'm a little terror. roll in the hay me when I tease you. Oh, god, this cock !"

"Little slut,"Melody hissed, her fingers twisting my pap hard."I bet you would have intercourse to be pissed on."

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

My legs squeezed about his pelvis. My slit exploded on his dick at the humiliating thought. Covered in piss ... Filthy. Another orgasm rippled through me on the cad of the finale. I howled out wordless joy as his dick kept hammering into me. My cousin-german 's huge cock.

"screwing her, big pal,"Alicia shouted."Fuck our sister."

"Yes, that 's your pal fucking you,"moaned line right before she captured my lips with a possessive kiss.

My brother ? The cerebration danced through my head. A moment of clarity, a retention of Uncle Clinton kissing my mother, stab 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, aphrodisiacal, commanding crony ?

I moaned into my baby 's kiss, the delight riffle over and over through my body. His dick hammered so rich 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 slit, Clint ! Dump it in me !"

"give the bratty slut what she needs !"line howled. Clint 's hired hand was buried in her jeans, rubbing her cunt 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 pick out. His cock buried into the deepness of my formerly virgin cunt.

And unloaded.

My Brother came in me.

A final climax shuddered through me. I heaved beneath Clint, my ass burning from his discipline, my puss spasming from his ascendency. I milked out every drop of his cum. I was his slut. His bratty whore.

"Damn,"Clint groaned, breaking the osculation."You are something else, little slovenly woman. You cum hard."

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

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

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

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

"Yes !"

To be continued ...