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

Clint Elliston

strain 's blonde tomentum danced about her shoulder as she looked around the grocery store parking lot. We were between the family 's SUV and a turgid, greenness tone arm hand truck. I wiggled the grape-flavored ice lolly in my hand, a farseeing, supple underground of purple ice wrapped in credit card. My rooster throbbed hard in my pants again despite just cumming on my little sister 's fount. Alicia stood beside strain, her eyes wide behind her glasses, her brown hair in pigtails.

"individual 's going to see,"melodic phrase complained as her men went to her denim'fastener. My nineteen-year-old half-sister, best friend, lover, and sex hard worker unsnapped her jeans. The zip rasped down, her blonde landing strip leading to her shaved snatch peeking out of the open fly. She wore no panties. 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,"Melody said, though there was a playful catch to her Word. She was a tomboy even if she was dressing so sexy the finally few solar day. We had grown up together, best friends, only a month apart in age. I thought we were cousin-german, 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 firm, 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 hips.

"Do you, big blood brother ?"Alicia asked, her eighteen-year-old vocalisation so young and schoolgirlish. With her pigtails and garden pink, frilly dress, she looked even new than she was.

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

She nodded her head.

melodic phrase peeled her dungaree down to her human knee and held out her hand."okay, Clint. Let 's do this."
I reached into my pocket and pulled out the twosome of gray-headed scanty I had confiscated from her."You need these to trap the juices in."

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

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

"I think big babe wants that."

"I do, too."I ginned at air, loving the way she shuddered. Her nipples were so hard, poking at the material. 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 dusky mamilla thick nubs. Such a mix of submission and impertinence.

"Please,"she said.

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

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

I shoved my hand between her thighs, rubbing at her hot flesh. She moaned, shuddering, quick-frozen with her denim on around her ankles. I pushed a digit inside her silken depth as I tore undecided the fictile 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 finger's breadth."You know what this does to me, do n't you ?"

"Of path. You love it. You want me to parade you around naked. Maybe wearing a shoe collar and a dog tag reading, 'Clint 's # 1 cunt .'I bet you would love that."

Her pussy clenched on my finger."Yes,"she moaned. pace crunched on the asphalt A car door opened nearby. She shuddered."Oh, yes, I would. realise me walk around school that way. Let everyone sleep with I 'm yours, Clint."

Hearing her say that was intoxicating. I ripped my digit from her pussy and pushed out the Popsicle from its case. I brought it to her kitty and shoved the rooted treat into the depths of her snatch. Her prospicient, low moan made my peter throb.

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melodic phrase Samuels

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

Then Clint broke off the end and dropped my panties on the ground."wagerer haste before it all melting in that molten cunt."

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

"You bought them for my pleasure,"Clint told me, his hand squeezing my ass. The flaring pain reminded me of his spanking. That he owned me. That I would let him break 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 footfall pause. I froze, wondering if he would come back, realizing he had just seen a topless, nineteen-year-old female child out of the corner of his eye. I trembled, my pussy clenching down on the melting ice lolly, my panties 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 hear everyone sigh. Was Clint disappointed ? I know I was.

I pulled up my jeans, fastening and zipping, my tremble growing worse. My misfortunate pussy grew numb from the cold. It was ... something I had to hold out, for Clint. And that made it even more wonderful. particular. I was putting up with this freezing pecker 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 half-brother. He had such a smiling on his handsome case. Behind him, my busty auntie Cheryl flashed me a supportive smile, her eyes fully of maternal pride.

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

"You want to be a upright, petty baby, right ?"Clint asked her, his voice bum."I can pull you over my lap and spank you for the full parking lot to see and discover if you don't."

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

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

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

"Maybe, big sis,"Alicia said. She glanced at me, biting her lip. She had only just found out about our confessedly human 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 second. I could n't blame him. She was so cute. So sinless. She just was made to be pampered and loved, her very idiosyncrasy begging such gamey enactment to be performed on her body.

She lifted her skirt with her complimentary hired hand, exposing the wispy, dark-brown pubic hair adorning her slopped slit. She gasped, hazel eyes widening as Clint shoved the cherry tree Popsicle into our little sister 's cunt. She squirmed her hips. He broke off the end then held her pantie for her to step into. He pulled them up her thin legs slowly while Alicia 's tooth chattered, a red beadwork of juice trickling down her pale, interior thigh, meeting her schoolgirlish panties.

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

"I know,"I told her, squirming. My thighs pressed tight as more than of the grapeshot lollipop melted in me. But it was still so cold. 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. Mommy needs her hot cunt cooled."

She had no wavering. No questions. She was wholly given over to being dominated by her son. It was what she needed. She did n't need him to love her as anything more than a son loves his mother or a master cares for his slave. She did n't ask the true warmheartedness Clint gave me. And Alicia.

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

Did I want that ?

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

He lifted her Kuki-Chin."And you 're naughty pussy is hot enough to take it, little baby. faith your big brother."

"okay,"she said, binge brimming in her middle."I will."

"semen on, Cupcake,"I told her."We can suffer together while our sidekick 's shaft stays rock hard. He 's a jerked meat that way."

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

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

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

The private road rest home was excruciating. Even aunt Cheryl squirmed, her fount clenching at the cold, numbing mountain in her pussy. And yet it was strangely charge up. My button ached, and my mammilla were so intemperate. And, slowly, the closer we got home, the more and more impression returned to my pussy.

The more and more my pussy needed stimulation.

I squirmed and groaned, my hands rubbing at my dungaree. A large, wet stain had soaked through my panties and the denim, 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 smile on his face. We did this for him. Three womanhood suffering for his pleasure. And that only made me hornier. Made me squirm between Alicia and Aunt Cheryl more and more.

"Drive faster, Clint,"I moaned."I need you to lick this out of me. Oh, god, so badly."

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

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

"Yes, big brother,"moaned Alicia, tears falling down her cheek, 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 cold has me so hot. It almost burns."

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

"Yes,"I moaned."fucking, Clint."I humped the air, the seatbelt fighting to keep me down."Faster. hurrying. Deliverer, drive like you do when you play 1000 Theft Auto."

"run 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 shoes. The last bit of the lolly melted. The last bit of ice gone, leaving a wet flock slowly heating up by my desires. I threw back my school principal, 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. Aunt Chery 's bleached-blonde twist brushed my natural blonde lock chamber.

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

"Please. mummy needs her big, warm son to eat her out first."

"I need it, big brother."

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

"So I should eat her pussy out first ?"Clint asked, staring at our petty sister with athirst eyes.

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

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

Clint moved into the rachis, climbing over the central console table with gymnastic ease. There was decent elbow room for him to kneel before he scooted to Alicia and pushed up her annulus. Her pinkish panty were a red mess, the juices soaked through the genitals and reaching up to her cincture. to a greater extent juices coated her thighs with stain of red. The odour of artificial cherry and fresh pussy filled my nose.

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

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

Clint yanked down her panties. The juice matted her brown hair. minute of still melting slush clung to her rigorous pussycat 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 twat, diving deep. He swirled it around, his finger's breadth spreading her open. Then he sealed her oral fissure on her hole and sucked. Alicia gasped, her hip joint bucking and rising from the the seat.

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

My snatch clenched in fellow feeling I wanted that very same treatment. I wanted to induce my pussy licked out. I bit my lips, 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 pussy against his case. Her hands found her pap through her cute top, pinching and rolling them. Her lip quivered. She was rushing towards her climax. I could n't think how fast it was coming on her.

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

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

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

"Thanks, Mommy,"howled Alicia, the SUV rocking as her pocket-sized body thrashed."Big crony ! Yes ! I love you ! thank you !"She slumped in her seat, gasping for breath, her facial expression flushed.

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

"Uh-huh,"Clint said, his rim smeared with red-dyed pussy juices. He cupped Alicia 's boldness as he leaned up and planted a hot candy kiss on her lips. She shuddered, eyes fluttering closed, her soundbox trembling. She got almost as much pleasance from the buss as the pussy licking.

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

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

Clint yanked my jeans and panties down to my ankles and circularize me apart. The grape succus leaked out of my pussy. We were ruining the upholstery, and I did n't care. I clenched my numb case, trying to hold 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 cold bod, almost burning. I spasmed from the saturation. It was such a contrast. He licked again, this time up to my clit before diving into my cold-blooded bend, gathering the grape-infused cunt juices. He groaned while I shuddered.

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

My numb flesh came awake beneath his tongue. The shock absorber of shooting sensation made me thrash and shuddered. My head leaned back on the fundament as his spit thrust into the profundity of my pussy, caressing my stock-still invigorated, returning warmth to my cunt while sucking out the liquid sloshing inside of me. It poured into his oral cavity. I could hear him swallow.

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

My pussy felt like I was overstimulated, drinking in far more pleasance than I normally would from being licked and touched. The jolts made my soundbox thrash. My nous tossed back and forth, Alicia and Aunt Cheryl smiling at me.

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

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

"Do it,"Aunt Cheryl moaned, her hired man cupping my breast through my tank top. She pinched my nipple."Cum."

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

Making me parade naked through the school, showing off my body to everyone, all the guys staring at my flesh with lust, wishing they owned me. My cheeks red with the mortification as all the girl whispered,"Slut."

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

My aching kitty-cat spasmed, forcing the grapeshot succus deep in my cunt into Clint 's athirst mouth. He drank the flood of sweet-flavored 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 dark oculus 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 make love thing I could say to him.

Clint rose as my body shuddered, the rippling of pleasure growing softer, lapping at my idea instead of crashing into it. He cupped my cheek 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 second as my buddy, headmaster, and boyfriend loved me. His tongue danced with mine. I savored the grape flavor of my pussy.

And then he broke the osculation, 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 clock 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, citrus tree aroma mixed with her spicy puss. I licked my backtalk, hungry for one more than dessert. Cherry and grape were marvellous. I hoped orange was just as good.

"momma whipped up an orange jubilee,"she moaned, her fingers hooking her panties'waistband."Just for her big, warm 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 genuine hair color, the blond coming from a bottle—was a mess of orange slush. Her thick kitty-cat sass were coated in it. I groaned, leaning in and licking at the orange, savoring the cyprian flavour. I licked harder, diving into her pussy faithful, finding the spicy musk mixed with her fancy woman passion.

I sealed my lip on her kitty-cat, 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 hands seizing her ass, gripping it. Her vauntingly boob jiggled in her dress.

My mom was a MILF.

My rooster ached so hard in my jeans. It took all my self-command not to fuck any one of my charwoman. But I was substantial. I was in dominance. I would give my women the pleasance they needed. The dominance they all craved. I could see it in their eyes. It made them happy when I took charge. It was a endowment they gave me.

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

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

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

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

"I bet it 's making your little kitty-cat hot, Cupcake."Melody pulled our little Sister onto her lap, her hired man sliding up beneath Alicia 's bird."Hmm, Cupcake ?"

"I guess,"Alicia said.

"Oh, it is,"Melody purred.

Alicia shuddered beside me, her body shivering as I heard melodic line 's fingers sink into hot, wet cunt. I groaned, my peter throbbing harder, my lingua licking faster, gathering all the orange succus out of my mom 's cunt I could.

She groaned louder, humping against my fount while Alicia panted and melodic phrase nibbled on her neck. I squeezed my mom 's ass, pulling her tight, sucking at her bitch. Her succus flowed into my mouth, the Orange savour diminishing, the spicy musk rising.

"Yes, yes, mamma 's son is strong. 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."

air gave a wicked giggle while I pictured Aunt Vicky. She was two class my mom 's Junior, just as beautiful and almost as busty. Tonight, she would join the hareem. She was the like mom, a submissive slut in need of a master.

"I 'm going to have a go at it your Sister tonight,"I growled at Mom between licks."I 'm going to ram my cock into her cunt. And you 're going to be there watching."

"Yes,"Mom moaned."Oh, piddle her a slut. She needs it."Mom ground her kitty on my face."Yes, yes, Mommy wants to watch her big, solid son fuck her Sister and her girl and her nieces. Mommy wants you to fuck them all."

The SUV rocked as Mom spasmed. Her sexual climax surged through her. Juices squirted into my mouth. I gulped them down. They flowed over my chin and spilled down my neck. I was such a embarrassing stack, and I loved it. I made all my fair sex cum.

"piece of ass,"I growled, lifting my aspect from Mom 's kitty, watching her cramp."Lets get the groceries put away so I can fuck each and every one of you !"

"Yes,"moaned my Mom."Mommy needs something fully 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 delight, and the Malva sylvestris ... Provolone. The table mustard was spicy and the boodle was a rich, unscathed caryopsis. I moaned as I sat at the island counterpunch in Aunt Cheryl 's kitchen. I was so ravenous after my ten stat mi run at the park. I took another bite, groaning in delight.

A lot surrounded me. Lettuce and bread crumbs, and somehow I had gotten a large splodge of mayonnaise on the retort. My legs kicked as I took another bite, groundwork thudding against the island. The breast door rattled, and I tensed. Someone was coming home.

Was it Clint ? He would be so mad when he saw the mountain. He was soooo highly strung about keeping the house clean. I did n't a good deal see the breaker 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 step echoed. More than one individual was home. I heard Clint say,"I 'm going to enjoy ..."His words trailed off as he stepped into the kitchen, holding a distich of brown, paper grocery store old bag wrapped up in his, admittedly, inviolable arms. His eyes narrowed. He was a tall guy, handsome, I suppose, like Uncle Hilary Clinton. He looked a lot like his stagnant dad, same dark hair, same serious face.

"I see you 've made a plenty, Lee,"he said, words stern.

"Uh-huh, Lint,"I said and took another pungency 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 skip his bones. I grinned at her through a mouthful of food.

Aunt Cheryl and Alicia followed, both holding Sir Thomas More foodstuff. Aunt Cheryl froze."Lee, what did you do to my kitchen ?"

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

"You are tam-tam to houseclean up this mess,"Clint said, setting the grocery store udder on the far end of the counter,"by the clip I finish getting the groceries."

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

His look twitched."I 'm going to bend you over my knee, rip down your shorts and scanty, and spank your ass while my mom, your sister, and Alicia watch."

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

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

I blinked at that and took another pungency of my sandwich. Uncle Clinton absolutely would have spanked my ass for making a mess and not cleaning it up. But he was perfectly 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 Sir Thomas More groceries while my cousin, aunt, and sister put away what had already been brought in. They kept looking at me, Melody with an eager grinning on her sass, Alicia 's doe eyes wide behind her glasses like she was shock I was n't following his fiat, and Aunt Cheryl with a cryptical smile. It was like she knew something that I didn't.

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

He walked in with the next load. I gave him a big grin and took the last morsel of my sandwich. His centre were hard, commanding. A tremble ran through me. When had he gotten such a spine ? I could almost believe that he could spank me.

Which was ridiculous. He was only a twelvemonth onetime than me.

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

"One more than slip,"he told me.

"Good,"I nodded."Got to get all the groceries in. Do n't require them to go bad."

"I 'm going to savor spanking your ass, Lee."

"Aunt Cheryl wo n't let you, Lint,"I said and stuck out my lingua at him.

"I will,"she said, pulling tail end 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 air. She had such a huge grinning on her face. And she was dressed so strange. Like a normal girl instead of her hoyden garb. Tight clothing instead of baggy. And she clearly was n't wearing a bra. I breathed in and ...

"Does it smell out 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 jean was sullen."Did you pee-pee yourself ?"

"Clint just made me very wet."

Alicia giggled, nodding her head.

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

What was going on ? None of them were acting convention. I mean, I know my Sister was wet for Clint, but she and the idiot tried to hide it from the kinfolk 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 saccade. But what was up with Alicia and Aunt Cheryl ?

Melody sucked at her finger's breadth like she was cleaning something off them, her oculus staring at Alicia. She blushed and pushed up her glasses. What was Alicia even doing out of her room socialising with the family ? She was such a grind, always reading her slow books. And aunty Cheryl ... She clearly knew about melody and Clint and ... approved ?

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

"Clint 's finally become the man of the house,"aunt Cheryl said with a grin that could only be described as ... horny.

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

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

I sauntered past my Sister and Alicia, walking to the end of the island. I fixed Clint with a big grin as I went to take the air 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 sharp pain in my scalp, stumbling back into him. He forced me to look up at him, his eyes so unattackable, so commanding."Lee, I am tried of you being a brat. It 's meter you understood that you are a component part of this family, and you will respect the others in it. No Thomas More will we clean up your stack 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 livelihood room. I spluttered and kicked at him, my hands scratching at his radiocarpal joint. I spit like a raging cat.

"Let me go, peter ! 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 stifle and spank you. I know how practically you liked it when my married man would do it."

I gasped, shuddering. How could she have sex ? I did n't sympathize 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 naked bottom, through my panty, or my blue jean, my pussy grew hot from behind forced over his knee, my cheeks burning with humiliation for being treated like a trivial lady friend, and then the tart pain which warmed my ass and bled to my cunt.

And as Clint dragged me to the couch, everyone observation, that warm itching began in my pussy. This was even more mortifying than Uncle Hilary Clinton punishing me. At least he had spanked me since I was a little female child. But this was my cousin Clint.

He was only a twelvemonth older than me.

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

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

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

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

"Hey,"Clint snarled, choler crossing his face for the first time."You do n't talk to your sis like that. You respect her and bang her. Like you respect and love the sleep of your family. But if you want to be a brat, we 'll treat you like one."

He yanked down my jogging short, the stretchy material bunching around my knee. I trembled as his hands seized my knit stitch panties. And then he yanked them down, too. His eyes stared at my trimmed, melanise President Bush adorning my pudenda.

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

Then he sat down and jerk me over his lap like I was a minuscule daughter. My cheeks burned with ignominy."Stop this, Clint,"I said, bucking on his lap."I 'm not a child."

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

My virgin pussy clenched at his touched. A moving ridge of shameful heat shot through me. My body liked his tinge. tune sat beside him and pulled my legs over her lap. Her hand stroked my thigh up to my ass, rubbing at my other cheek.

What was going on here ? My pussycat clenched again. I felt hot juices leak out. I squirmed, so cognizant that they could see my pussy between my thighs. I kicked and bucked, grinding on his lap, my tum 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 paddle me. What was going on ? He was molesting me, and aunty Cheryl was n't do anything to check it.

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

"Spank her juicy ass,"aunty Cheryl moaned, her voice so husky."Do it. Show her how strong you are."

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

"Spank her ass,"hissed Melody, her helping hand squeezing my early 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 piffling girl. I wanted to fade into a pool of shame. My pussy was growing so wet.

"First, Melody gets to spank you five clip for calling her a cunt,"Clint said, pinching my ass and making me squirm, my pussy growing hotter."Then I will larrup you ten clock time for making a great deal. You will numerate them out and thank us for each one."

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

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

"You 're fucking him !"I accused.

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

I gasped, bucking as the infliction and abasement shot through me. My sister just spanked my ass on Clint 's program line. My second joint squeezed tight, my clit aching. The smack reverberated through the living room. Alicia bit her lip. Aunt Cheryl let out a moan.

A moan. What the fuck ?

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

"No !"

Spank !

Crack !

Spank !

skag !

Slap !

They came fast, hard, her bridge player smacking over and over on my ass as I bucked and moaned, the heat burn across my soma. I felt five of them. Which made six in total. I glared at her over my shoulder, my butt-cheeks on firing, my cunt dripping juices.

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

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

nip !

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

"It 's section of your punishment,"he growled, my squirming consistency rubbing on his intemperate peter. He felt so big beneath his jeans. Uncle Clinton was never hard when he spanked me. I never excited him.

But I excited Clint.

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

smooch !

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

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

snap !

"red cent, not so operose,"I moaned, tears burning my eyes.

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

"Three, thank you, Melody."binge trickled down my brass. Juices leaked out of my pussy. Why was I so turned on ?

crack !

"tetrad, thank you, Melody.

Smack !

"5, thank you, Melody,"I said, breathing out assuagement. I wanted to bury my aspect into the my hands and hide from everyone 's watching eyes.

"You 're receive, 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 hand squeezed my aching ass.

I gasped, bucked."I 'm good-for-nothing for calling you a bitch."

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

"Fun ?"

Spank !

My eyes widened. Pain exploded in my ass. Clint 's handwriting was bigger and struck harder. My poor flesh stung. I bucked and squirmed on him, crying out in pain, the tears flowing faster. My virgin cunt clenched so hard.

Why did it feel so commodity ?

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

big H !

His hired hand fell even harder, landing on my other butt-cheek. I clenched them both, squirming, my pussy brimming with pain. tonal pattern 's hand shifted on my thigh, pushing between them, her touch so soothing.

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

quip !

"deuce-ace, thank you, Clint !"My clitoris tingled. The heat gathered in my pussy, the pain transforming into something different.

Slap !

"quaternary, thank you, Clint !"The pain rushed into my thinker. thrill ran through my consistency. It felt ... good. Like the high gear I reached while jogging, my ramification burning, my sides aching, my heart beating.

Smack !

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

tune 's hand crept up my thighs.

shot !

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

Melody 's finger brushed the wet ringlet of my pussy.

"Thank you, Clint !"

Smack !

My bucking body rubbed my hot slit on my sister 's finger's breadth. Pleasure rippled out of my cunt, meeting the stinging pain from my ass at the same second. I moaned, my head tossing back. Why did this feel so good ?

"heptad, thank you, Clint !"

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

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

My cunt clenched.
Crack !

"octad !"I screamed, strain rubbing harder at my cunt."Thank you, Clint !"

She found my button, massaging it as my ass ached. My persuasion drifted mellow from my soundbox. The pleasure built in me. A humiliating orgasm. I would cum in front of everyone. They would all watch. They would all fuck I was a slut.

skag !

"nine !"I screamed at the top of my lungs, my back arching. Melody rubbed gruelling at my clit. The champion 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 manus crashed down for the final spanking. I tensed, eager. The loud crack echoed through the room. The annoyance snap through my wound ass, slamming heterosexual person to my Virgo the Virgin pussy. tune 's digit rubbed at my clit, the sparks from her fingers crashing into the pain.

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

Such humiliating pleasure injection through me. They all saw me cum. They all watched me thrash on my cousin-german 's lap, my sister 's fingers stroking my puss. They all heard the screeching of joy exploding from my mouth. Not ail.

Rapture.

Ecstasy.

It slammed into my thinker. Such joy I had never experienced while masturbating. Such raptus that had my oral sex swaying back and Forth River. I bucked and moaned, stars exploding across my body. I drifted in a new space, a place of delight and pain, a lieu of wonder and delight.

I felt my body movement, but I was tell from it. Like it was not my soundbox at all, my thinking flying through rapture. I was on the lounge, my burning butt-cheeks pressed into the cushion. Clint was over me, holding my thighs apart. melodic line unzipped his pants.

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

"Yes,"I heard myself shriek."Fuck me, Clint. I was such a brat. Punish me."

His hand went to my Kuki, lifting my stunned head. He stared into my eyes, into my soul. There was such overlook magnate in him. He pinned me with his gaze as I felt his cock rub at my pussy, Melody guiding him to my Hymen. The touch of his dick on my virgin cunt yanked my view back into my flesh.

"You are my slut, are n't you ?"he snarled.

"Yes,"I howled, not thinking, only reacting, only doing what my body needed."Your slut."

He thrust into me. I hardly felt the pain in the neck of my hymen tearing over the burn agony raging across my discipline ass. His cock slammed into my Virgo the Virgin profundity. The rubbing sent a new wave of rapture slamming into my mind.

I clenched down on his cinch. He was in me so deep. He filled me up. My thigh 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 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 exaltation and pain in the ass. My total body was a parasite, drinking in sensations."sweep your cock in me. Cum in me. Use me."

"Yes, use the roll in the hay brat,"Melody hissed beside him. Her digit shoved up beneath my armored combat vehicle top and pushed aside my summercater bra. She found my nipples, pinching and twisting them hard.

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

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

"Your hussy !"I howled at the top of my lungs as another orgasm spilled through me at saying those opprobrious, degrading Good Book."Use me. sleep with me !"

"Dump your cum in the slut 's cunt,"Melody hissed, twisting my pap hard, the botheration flaring, crashing into the rapture rippling out of my pussy.

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

"Anything !"I howled, tossing my straits back and Forth."Oh, yes, just keep fucking me. Using me. Spank me when I 'm a little terror. screwing me when I tease you. Oh, god, this rooster !"

"Little strumpet,"Melody hissed, her fingerbreadth twisting my mamilla hard."I bet you would lie with to be pissed on."

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

My legs squeezed about his coxa. My snatch exploded on his prick at the humiliating thought. Covered in peeing ... Filthy. Another orgasm rippled through me on the heel of the lastly. I howled out wordless pleasure as his cock kept hammering into me. My cousin 's huge cock.

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

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

My brother ? The idea danced through my mind. A bit of clarity, a memory of Uncle Bill Clinton kissing my female parent, shot 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 brother ?

I moaned into my babe 's buss, the pleasure rippling over and over through my body. His stopcock hammered so inscrutable into me. My cunt spasmed on his dick. I milked him. I needed him to cum in me. To fully use me. I was his slut.

I broke the 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 paw was buried in her blue jean, rubbing her pussy to an orgasm.

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

And unloaded.

My blood brother came in me.

A final exam 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 hussy. His brattish whore.

"Damn,"Clint groaned, breaking the candy kiss."You are something else, minuscule loose woman. You cum hard."

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

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

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

"The little slattern wants it,"melodic phrase chortled. She twisted my mammilla hard.

"Yes !"

To be continued ...