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

Clint Elliston

melody 's blond hair danced about her berm as she looked around the food market store parking lot. We were between the family 's SUV and a large, K pickup arm truck. I wiggled the grape-flavored popsicle in my bridge player, a yearn, slender tube of violet ice wrapped in plastic. My rooster throbbed hard in my pants again despite just cumming on my little sister 's face. Alicia stood beside melody, her middle all-inclusive behind her glass, her John Brown fuzz in pigtails.

"Someone 's going to see,"line complained as her mitt went to her dungaree'fastener. My nineteen-year-old half-sister, best ally, lover, and sex hard worker unsnapped her jeans. The zipper rasped down, her blonde landing landing strip leading to her shaven cunt peeking out of the undefended fly. She wore no panties. Those were in my scoop. I took them from all three inside the store while we shopped.

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

"You know it does, asshole,"melody said, though there was a playful catch to her intelligence. She was a tomboy even if she was dressing so sexy the in conclusion few days. We had grown up together, best acquaintance, only a month apart in age. I thought we were cousins, but it turned out our mothers, who were sisters, were my dad 's lovers. Melody and her sister Lee were actually my half-sisters.

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

"Do you like the shave feel, Sir ?"my submissive mother asked, standing behind me as Melody wiggled her jeans off her hips.

"Do you, big brother ?"Alicia asked, her eighteen-year-old spokesperson so young and girlish. With her pigtails and garden pink, frilly wearing apparel, she looked even jr. than she was.

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

She nodded her head.

Melody peeled her jean down to her stifle and held out her hand."O.K., Clint. Let 's do this."
I reached into my air pocket and pulled out the pair of gray panties 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 top and let everyone see my entire body."

"What do you remember, Princess ?"I asked Alicia while my peter ached.

"I think big sister wants that."

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

I arched an eyebrow at the proffered top, her chest jiggling as she shivered, her swarthy nipples thickset nubs. Such a mix of submission and impertinence.

"Please,"she said.

I took her armored combat vehicle 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 fresh musk as she kicked off her shoes and wiggled her jeans down past her knees. Juices trickled down her thighs.

I shoved my script between her thighs, rubbing at her hot flesh. She moaned, shuddering, freeze down with her blue jean on around her mortise joint. I pushed a finger inside her silken depths as I tore open the plastic tube of the ice lolly with my teeth.

"Mmm, you are so hot, Melody."

"Because I 'm naked and anyone can see me,"she moaned, her hip 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 troop you around naked. Maybe wearing a apprehension and a dog tag recitation, 'Clint 's # 1 Bitch .'I bet you would love that."

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

hearing her say that was intoxicating. I ripped my fingerbreadth from her pussy and pushed out the lollipop from its sheath. I brought it to her pussy and shoved the frozen dainty into the depths of her snatch. Her tenacious, low moan made my dick throb.

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air Samuels

"Oh, my god,"I moaned, long and low as the cold Popsicle slid into my pussy. It was n't thick, but I felt it. My snatch clenched about it. The shiver almost hurt. I shivered, goose-pimples racing across my tegument as it worked deeper and inscrutable into me. And bottomed out.

Then Clint broke off the end and dropped my panties on the ground."Better hurriedness before it all thaw in that run cunt."

"Yes,"I moaned, feeling the succus already trickling down my thighs."Going to bankrupt my favorite panties."

"You bought them for my pleasure,"Clint told me, his hand squeezing my ass. The flaring pain reminded me of his spanking. That he owned me. That I would let him ruin all my panties.

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

My breasts jiggled as I straightened up. Behind Alicia, a guy walked by looking at his phone. He passed the gap between the two vehicles, and I heard his footsteps pause. I froze, wondering if he would occur back, realizing he had just seen a topless, nineteen-year-old young lady out of the quoin of his eye. I trembled, my pussycat 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 awestricken shock. She pushed up her glasses.

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

I pulled up my jeans, fastening and zipping, my shivers growing worse. My poor pussy grew numb from the cold. It was ... something I had to last, for Clint. And that made it even more marvellous. Special. 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 handsome face. Behind him, my busty Aunt Cheryl flashed me a supportive smile, her eye wax of maternal pride.

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

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

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

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

I giggled, still shivering from the cold."He chose cerise 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 unfeigned 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 secondly. I could n't blame him. She was so precious. So innocent. She just was made to be pampered and loved, her very mannerism begging such gamy acts to be performed on her body.

She lifted her bird with her free mitt, exposing the wispy, John Brown pubic hairsbreadth adorning her close cunt. She gasped, hazel eyes widening as Clint shoved the cherry lollipop into our lilliputian Sister 's pussy. She squirmed her hips. He broke off the end then held her panties for her to pace into. He pulled them up her slim legs slowly while Alicia 's dentition chattered, a red beadwork of juice trickling down her picket, inner thigh, meeting her girlish panties.

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

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

Clint pulled out the third one, orangeness flavor, and grinned at his mother. She was already lifting her doll."stuff it in, Sir. Mommy needs her hot snatch cooled."

She had no hesitancy. 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 female parent or a master cares for his slave. She did n't need the true warmheartedness Clint gave me. And Alicia.

I wish I could react without any hesitation, to bury all my fears and just give myself fully to Clint 's commands. I wanted to. I trusted him, but there was a tiny division of me that made me verbalise off. If I kept it up, he would spank me again.

Did I want that ?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The campaign home was excruciating. Even aunty Cheryl squirmed, her face clenching at the cold, numbing mess in her twat. And yet it was strangely exciting. My clit ached, and my pap were so intemperately. And, slowly, the closer we got home, the More and more opinion returned to my pussy.

The more and More my puss needed stimulation.

I squirmed and groaned, my hands rubbing at my dungaree. A large, wet spot had soaked through my scanty and the jean, spreading the cool liquid down my ramification. Alicia bit her lip beside me, rocking back and forth.

And Clint watched us in the rearview mirror, such a pleased grinning on his face. We did this for him. Three adult female suffering for his delight. And that only made me ruttish. Made me wrestle between Alicia and auntie Cheryl more and more.

"driving force faster, Clint,"I moaned."I need you to thrash this out of me. Oh, god, so badly."

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

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

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

"You 're just happy to submit to him,"aunty Cheryl moaned."That 's what makes you hot. Your soundbox needs this, Alicia. You need him to make you do matter you would never do on your own. You need to make up him well-chosen. It brings you such joy."

"Yes,"I moaned."shtup, Clint."I humped the air, the seat belt fighting to save me down."Faster. hurrying. Redeemer, drive like you do when you play Grand Theft Auto."

"Running over pedestrians on the pavement ?"Clint asked."Hitting every car in sight ? That wo n't get us there faster."

My toes curled in my place. The last bit of the Popsicle melted. The last bit of ice gone, leaving a wet mess slowly heating up by my desires. I threw back my fountainhead, 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 hind end behind his. All of us moaning. auntie Chery 's bleached-blonde braid brushed my natural blonde lock.

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

"Please. Mommy needs her big, firm son to eat her out first."

"I need it, big brother."

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

"So I should eat her twat out first ?"Clint asked, staring at our lilliputian sister with hungry eyes.

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

"You choose, Sir."aunty Cheryl squeezed her orotund chest stretching out her conservative dress.

Clint moved into the back, climbing over the telephone exchange cabinet with athletic comfort. There was enough room for him to kneel before he scooted to Alicia and pushed up her wench. Her pink panties were a red deal, the succus soaked through the crotch and reaching up to her waistband. Thomas More juices coated her second joint with smears of red. The scent of artificial cherry and fresh kitty-cat filled my nose.

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

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

Clint yanked down her scanty. The juices matted her brown fuzz. Bits of still melting slush clung to her soused 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 kitty-cat, diving trench. He swirled it around, his fingerbreadth spreading her outdoors. Then he sealed her sass on her gob and sucked. Alicia gasped, her rosehip bucking and rising from the the seat.

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

My pussy clenched in fellow feeling I wanted that very same intervention. I wanted to possess my twat licked out. I bit my sassing, my sex still numb, still needing to be touched and played with. I clenched my fists as Alicia gasped and shuddered.

She humped her pussycat against his face. Her script found her mammilla through her cute top, pinching and rolling them. Her lip quivered. She was rushing towards her orgasm. I could n't consider how profligate it was coming on her.

"Big chum,"she screamed out, her thighs clamped about his fountainhead.

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

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

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

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

"Uh-huh,"Clint said, his sassing smeared with red-dyed snatch juice. He cupped Alicia 's face as he leaned up and planted a hot kiss on her rim. She shuddered, optic fluttering closed, her body shakiness. She got almost as much pleasure from the osculation as the pussy licking.

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

"Yes,"I hissed, unsnapping my dungaree. I lifted my ass off the seat and pushed jeans and sodden step-in 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 dull and aching to cum."

Clint yanked my denim and scanty down to my ankles 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 benumbed sheath, trying to hold in his kickshaw as he nuzzled forward to my shaved lips.

And then he licked.

His tongue caressed my trim vulva. It was so hot against my cold figure, almost burning. I spasmed from the chroma. It was such a contrast. He licked again, this clip up to my clit before diving into my frigid folding, gathering the grape-infused pussy juices. He groaned while I shuddered.

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

My blunt physical body came alive beneath his tongue. The cushion of shooting sensation made me thrash and shuddered. My head leaned back on the buns as his tongue thrust into the depths of my twat, caressing my frigid tonic, returning warmth to my cunt while sucking out the liquidity sloshing inside of me. It poured into his back talk. I could hear him swallow.

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

My pussy felt like I was overstimulated, drinking in far more pleasure than I normally would from being licked and touched. The jolts made my body thrash. My head tossed back and Forth River, Alicia and Aunt Cheryl smiling at me.

"Cum on his side, big sister."Alicia snuggled confining, brim stained red from Clint 's kiss.

"I will, Cupcake,"I moaned. Her hand touched my second joint, stroking me while Clint 's lingua reamed into the depths of my pussy. He swirled it around in me. Making me quiver and gasp. I fucked my cunt against his tongue, the pressure building in my depths. Every virgule of his tongue made me shiver."Oh, yes, I will."

"Do it,"auntie Cheryl moaned, her manus cupping my breast through my tank car 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 house, loving him and each former, doing all the nasty things he wanted us to do.

fashioning me parade naked through the school, showing off my physical structure to everyone, all the guy cable staring at my flesh with lust, wishing they owned me. My cheeks red with the chagrin as all the girls whispered,"Slut."

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

My aching pussy spasmed, forcing the grape vine juices deep in my cunt into Clint 's hungry mouth. He drank the flood of sweet puss ointment and grape vine juice as I bucked, The delight rushed through my judgment. I embraced it, loved it. Clint gave me this pleasure. This dainty. 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 thigh. I felt the commanding love. I stared back at him and moaned,"Yours !"

It was the most do it thing I could say to him.

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

"Love you, asshole,"I breathed. My weapon system went around him, pulling him pixilated. He kissed me so hard. The humankind faded around me in that minute as my brother, skipper, and boyfriend loved me. His tongue danced with mine. I savored the grape spirit 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 bright mouth."

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

He kissed me one Thomas 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 chick. Her panties were soaked orange. The tart, citrus odor mixed with her spicy cunt. I licked my lips, hungry for one Thomas More dessert. cherry tree and grape vine were rattling. I hoped orange was just as good.

"mom whipped up an orange jubilee,"she moaned, her finger's breadth hooking her pantie'waistcloth."Just for her big, secure son."

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

"Pull them down so I can feast."

"Yes, Sir."

Mom 's trimmed, black bush—her true hair color, the blonde coming from a bottle—was a mess of orange slush. Her thick twat brim were coated in it. I groaned, leaning in and licking at the orange, savoring the cyprian flavor. I licked harder, diving into her pussy folds, finding the spicy musk meld with her fancy woman 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 mouth. I gulped it down, my paw seizing her ass, gripping it. Her large breasts jiggled in her dress.

My mom was a MILF.

My rooster ached so hard in my jeans. It took all my self-control not to know any one of my adult female. But I was strong. I was in mastery. I would give my women the pleasure they needed. The dominance they all craved. I could see it in their heart. It made them happy when I took charge. It was a talent they gave me.

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

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

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

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

"I bet it 's making your little slit hot, Cupcake."melodic line pulled our short baby onto her lap, her bridge player sliding up beneath Alicia 's chick."Hmm, Cupcake ?"

"I guess,"Alicia said.

"Oh, it is,"melody purred.

Alicia shuddered beside me, her body shivering as I heard melodic phrase 's fingerbreadth sink into hot, wet cunt. I groaned, my hawkshaw throb harder, my tongue licking faster, gathering all the Orange River succus out of my mom 's cunt I could.

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

"Yes, yes, mom 's son is hard. He has three women all heaving after him."

"Soon to be six,"groaned Melody.

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

Melody gave a prankish giggle while I pictured auntie Vicky. She was two class my mom 's Jnr, just as beautiful and almost as busty. Tonight, she would join the harem. She was same mom, a submissive fornicatress in need of a master.

"I 'm going to fuck your sister tonight,"I growled at Mom between lap."I 'm going to ram my tool into her cunt. And you 're going to be there watching."

"Yes,"Mom moaned."Oh, constitute her a slut. She needs it."Mom priming her slit on my nerve."Yes, yes, mum wants to watch her big, strong son fuck her sister and her daughter and her nieces. Mommy wants you to jazz them all."

The SUV rocked as Mom spasmed. Her sexual climax surged through her. Juices squirted into my oral cavity. I gulped them down. They flowed over my chin and spilled down my cervix. I was such a sticky mess, and I loved it. I made all my cleaning woman cum.

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

"Yes,"moaned my Mom."mum indigence something bigger than a Popsicle."

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Leann"Lee"Samuels

I bit into my sandwich, the sugar so crisp, the turkey had a pinch of smoky delight, and the cheeseflower ... Provolone. The Indian mustard was spicy and the bread was a rich, unharmed grain. I moaned as I sat at the island heel counter in aunty Cheryl 's kitchen. I was so famished after my ten mile run at the car park. I took another collation, groaning in delight.

A messiness surrounded me. Lettuce and bread scum bag, and somehow I had gotten a large blotch of mayo on the rejoinder. My pegleg kicked as I took another morsel, pes thudding against the island. The movement doorway rattled, and I tensed. soul was coming home.

Was it Clint ? He would be so mad when he saw the hatful. He was soooo uptight about keeping the house clean and jerk. I did n't much see the stop 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 stride echoed. More than one someone was place. I heard Clint say,"I 'm going to enjoy ..."His words trailed off as he stepped into the kitchen, holding a twosome of brown, paper grocery bags wrapped up in his, admittedly, potent branch. His eyes narrowed. He was a marvelous guy, handsome, I suppose, like Uncle Clinton. He looked a lot like his abruptly dad, Lapp wickedness hair, same life-threatening face.

"I see you 've made a muckle, Lee,"he said, parole 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 his bones. I grinned at her through a mouthful of food.

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

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

"You are gong to cleanse up this mess,"Clint said, setting the grocery bags on the far end of the buffet,"by the sentence I finish getting the groceries."

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

His aspect twitched."I 'm going to bend you over my knee, rip down your shorts and step-in, and spank your ass while my mom, your Sister, and Alicia watch."

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

"He 's the man of the home now, dearest,"Aunt Cheryl said."Just like your Uncle Hilary Rodham 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 mountain 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 Thomas More groceries while my full cousin, aunt, and sister put away what had already been brought in. They kept looking at me, melodic phrase with an eager smile on her brim, Alicia 's doe eyes blanket behind her glasses like she was daze I was n't following his parliamentary law, and aunt Cheryl with a mysterious smile. It was like she knew something that I didn't.

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

He walked in with the next load. I gave him a big grin and took the terminal collation of my sandwich. His eyes were arduous, commanding. A shiver ran through me. When had he bring such a spine ? I could almost believe that he could larrup me.

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

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

"One More trip,"he told me.

"commodity,"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 glossa at him.

"I will,"she said, pulling cans 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 strain. She had such a huge grin on her face. And she was dressed so strange. Like a normal little girl instead of her tomboy garb. Tight clothing instead of baggy. And she clearly was n't wearing a bra. I breathed in and ...

"Does it smell like Kool-Aid ?"I blinked.

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

I blinked, the entire crotch of her jeans was drear."Did you take a leak yourself ?"

"Clint just made me very wet."

Alicia giggled, nodding her head.

"He 's in force at that,"aunt Cheryl said, a burly timber to her voice.

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

Melody sucked at her digit 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 elbow room socializing with the family ? She was such a grind, always reading her dumb Holy Scripture. And auntie 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 grin that could only be described as ... horny.

Clint walked in with the last two hammock of grocery, 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 toilet."Have fun cleaning it up for me, Lint."He would n't spank me.

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

And then his hand grabbed my hair's-breadth and yanked. I gasped at the sharp painfulness in my scalp, stumbling back into him. He forced me to see up at him, his eye so unattackable, so commanding."Lee, I am tried of you being a brat. It 's time you understood that you are a voice of this family, and you will prize the others in it. No more will we clean up your flock or do your chores."

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

He yanked on my pilus. 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 mitt scratching at his wrists. I spit like a tempestuous 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 want this. That you have n't been pushing Clint to see if he would bend you over his knee and spank you. I know how much 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 William Jefferson Clinton spanked me. It started a few years back. It did n't matter if it was bare bottom, through my step-in, or my dungaree, my pussy grew hot from behind forced over his articulatio genus, my boldness burning with abasement for being treated like a small miss, and then the penetrative botheration which warmed my ass and bled to my cunt.

And as Clint dragged me to the couch, everyone observance, that warm itch began in my slit. This was even more humiliating than Uncle Bill Clinton punishing me. At least he had spanked me since I was a small girl. But this was my cousin-german Clint.

He was only a year honest-to-goodness than me.

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

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

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

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

"Hey,"Clint snarled, ire crossing his typeface for the first time."You do n't talk to your baby like that. You respect her and love her. Like you respect and love the repose of your kinsperson. But if you want to be a brat, we 'll handle you like one."

He yanked down my jogging shorts, the stretchy cloth bunching around my human knee. I trembled as his helping hand seized my knit panty. And then he yanked them down, too. His eyes stared at my trimmed, black crotch hair adorning my pudenda.

My cheek went crimson. He was staring at my pussycat. My cousin. Oh, god, this was embarrassing.

Then he sat down and yanked me over his lap like I was a piffling girl. My impertinence burned with shame."period this, Clint,"I said, bucking on his lap."I 'm not a child."

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

My virgin puss clenched at his touched. A wave of opprobrious heat stroke through me. My body liked his touch. tonal pattern sat beside him and pulled my ramification over her lap. Her hand stroked my thigh up to my ass, rubbing at my other cheek.

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

Clint was hard.

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

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

"Spank her naughty ass,"aunt Cheryl moaned, her vocalisation so strapping."Do it. Show her how unattackable you are."

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

"Spank her ass,"hissed line, her hand squeezing my early face. 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 piffling girl. I wanted to melt into a puddle of shame. My pussy was growing so wet.

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

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

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

"You 're fucking him !"I accused.

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

I gasped, bucking as the pain and humiliation injection through me. My Sister just spanked my ass on Clint 's command. My second joint squeezed tight, my clit aching. The savour reverberated through the animation room. Alicia bit her lip. auntie Cheryl let out a moan.

A moan. What the nookie ?

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

"No !"

Spank !

Crack !

Spank !

Smack !

smacking !

They came fast, hard, her hand smacking over and over on my ass as I bucked and moaned, the heating system burning across my shape. I felt five of them. Which made six in sum up. I glared at her over my shoulder joint, my butt-cheeks on fire, my snatch 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 shit me say this, Clint."

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

But I excited Clint.

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

smacking !

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

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

fissure !

"Damn, not so hard,"I moaned, split burning my center.

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

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

offer !

"quartet, thank you, Melody.

Smack !

"basketball team, thank you, Melody,"I said, breathing out rest period. I wanted to forget my grimace into the my manus 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 know what to say.

"Why did I spank you ?"Her deal 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. infliction exploded in my ass. Clint 's hand was bigger and come across harder. My poor figure stung. I bucked and squirmed on him, crying out in pain, the tears flowing faster. My Virgo the Virgin snatch clenched so hard.

Why did it feel so unspoilt ?

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

Smack !

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

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

Crack !

"terzetto, thank you, Clint !"My clit tingled. The heat gathered in my kitty-cat, the pain transforming into something different.

Slap !

"tetrad, thank you, Clint !"The painfulness rushed into my mind. shiver ran through my body. It felt ... good. Like the high I reached while jogging, my legs combustion, my sides aching, my heart beating.

Smack !

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

melodic phrase 's hired hand crept up my thighs.

tornado !

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

melodic phrase 's digit brushed the wet Robert Floyd Curl Jr. of my pussy.

"Thank you, Clint !"

hell dust !

My bucking trunk rubbed my hot puss on my sister 's digits. Pleasure rippled out of my bitch, meeting the stinging bother from my ass at the same moment. I moaned, my head teacher tossing back. Why did this tone so good ?

"Seven, thank you, Clint !"

My babe stroked my kitty-cat."Oh, she 's dripping wet, Clint. The little fornicatress is getting off on this."

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

My cunt clenched.
Crack !

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

She found my clit, massaging it as my ass ached. My thoughts drifted high-pitched from my dead body. The delight built in me. A humiliating orgasm. I would cum in front of everyone. They would all observe. They would all know I was a slut.

big H !

"Nine !"I screamed at the top of my lungs, my back arching. Melody rubbed intemperately at my button. The sense experience 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 spanking. I tensed, aegir. The loud tornado echoed through the elbow room. The pain shot through my bruised ass, slamming straight to my virgin kitty. Melody 's fingers rubbed at my clit, the sparks from her finger crashing into the pain.

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

Such humiliating delight shot through me. They all saw me cum. They all watched me thrash on my cousin 's lap, my sister 's fingers stroking my pussy. They all heard the screams of pleasure exploding from my mouth. Not pain.

Rapture.

Ecstasy.

It slammed into my mind. Such joy I had never experienced while masturbating. Such rapture that had my question swaying back and forth. I bucked and moaned, ace exploding across my dead body. I drifted in a new distance, a place of pleasure and pain, a place of wonder and delight.

I felt my body move, but I was separate 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 cushion. Clint was over me, holding my thighs apart. melody unzipped his pants.

His pecker flopped out, strong and raise. He was going to fuck me.

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

His hand went to my Kuki-Chin, lifting my bedazzle head. He stared into my eyes, into my person. There was such commanding power in him. He pinned me with his gaze as I felt his cock rub at my puss, Melody guiding him to my Hymen. The soupcon of his dick on my Virgo the Virgin cunt yanked my mentation 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 eubstance needed."Your slut."

He thrust into me. I hardly felt the pain of my hymen tearing over the burn excruciation raging across my disciplined ass. His cock slammed into my virginal deepness. 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 thighs wrapped about his waist as he drew back and fucked into me again. Hard, fast strokes. He did n't care if he hurt me. If my slit ached each time he slammed into me. He just had to cum in my cunt.

Use me.

I was his slut.

"nooky me,"I howled as my creative thinker drifted on transport and hurting. My total body was a sponge, drinking in esthesis."shot your cock in me. Cum in me. Use me."

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

My pussy clenched so hard on Clint 's dick as my baby twisted my mammilla. I howled and moaned, humping against my cousin as he slammed his dick into my spasming pussy. So much sensations shot through me.

He pounded me gruelling, driving my burning ass into the lounge. It creaked as he plowed me. His seawall smacked into my clit. The nub ached. He bruised my pussy with the military group of his fucks. He growled in ire, still punishing me with his wonderful putz. I savored it. Everyone watched me, everyone knew I was his shameful slut.

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

"trash dump your cum in the slut 's puss,"strain hissed, twisting my pap hard, the pain flaring, crashing into the raptus rippling out of my pussy.

"Yes,"Clint growled."You 've been such a bratwurst, slut. Such a pain in the ass. It 's metre you made up for it, Lee. I own this snatch. I own your physical structure. I can do anything to you !"

"Anything !"I howled, tossing my head teacher back and Forth River."Oh, yes, just keep fucking me. Using me. Spank me when I 'm a brat. Fuck me when I tease you. Oh, god, this cock !"

"Little slovenly woman,"tune hissed, her digit twisting my mammilla arduous."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 pelvic arch. My pussy exploded on his dick at the humiliating sentiment. Covered in piss ... Filthy. Another coming rippled through me on the heel of the last. I howled out wordless pleasure as his dick kept hammering into me. My full cousin 's huge cock.

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

"Yes, that 's your brother nooky you,"moaned Melody right before she captured my back talk with a possessive case kiss.

My buddy ? The thinking danced through my mind. A present moment of lucidness, a storage of Uncle President Clinton kissing my mother, blastoff through me. Was that I why did n't know my beginner ? Because Uncle Clinton was my dad all along ?

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

I moaned into my babe 's candy kiss, the pleasure rippling over and over through my consistence. His prick hammered so deep into me. My twat 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 ! Dump it in me !"

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

Clint groaned, slamming into me. He kissed me toilsome, claiming my rim. I tasted orangeness juice and something else. A spicy musk I did n't know. His cock buried into the profundity of my formerly virgin cunt.

And unloaded.

My chum came in me.

A final coming 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 slut. His brattish whore.

"tinker's damn,"Clint groaned, breaking the kiss."You are something else, piffling slut. You cum hard."

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

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

"That you would ... puddle on me."My kitty-cat clenched hard. It would be so humble."I ... I ..."

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

"Yes !"

To be continued ...