Incestuous serail
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 fund parking lot. We were between the family 's SUV and a large, green getaway truck. I wiggled the grape-flavored lollipop in my hand, a foresightful, thin tube of purple ice wrapped in plastic. My cock throbbed hard in my pants again despite just cumming on my trivial sister 's face. Alicia stood beside strain, her eyes wide behind her trash, her brown hair in pigtails.

"mortal 's going to see,"Melody complained as her handwriting went to her jeans'fastener. My nineteen-year-old half sister, considerably protagonist, lover, and sex slave unsnapped her jeans. The zipper rasped down, her blonde landing cartoon strip leading to her shaven pussy peeking out of the open fly. She wore no panties. Those were in my pouch. 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,"melodic line said, though there was a playful gimmick to her tidings. She was a tomboy even if she was dressing so sexy the last few days. We had grown up together, upright admirer, only a month apart in age. I thought we were cousins, but it turned out our female parent, who were babe, were my dad 's lovers. tune and her babe Lee were actually my half-sisters.

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

"Do you like the shaved aspect, Sir ?"my submissive mother asked, standing behind me as Melody wiggled her denim off her articulatio coxae.

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

"I do, Princess,"I told her."I think you should cause a bald cunt. That would make you such a skilful, little sister."

She nodded her head.

tonal pattern peeled her jeans down to her stifle and held out her deal."Okay, Clint. Let 's do this."
I reached into my scoop and pulled out the brace of gray-headed panties I had confiscated from her."You need these to trap 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 intact body."

"What do you retrieve, Princess ?"I asked Alicia while my shaft 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 textile. 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 supercilium at the proffered top, her breasts jiggling as she shivered, her dusky mammilla thick nubs. Such a mix of submission and impertinence.

"Please,"she said.

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

"arse,"she muttered then turned around, pointing her tush, still red from her spanking, at me. I could smell out her sweet musk as she kicked off her shoe and wiggled her jeans down past her knees. juice trickled down her thighs.

I shoved my hand between her second joint, rubbing at her hot flesh. She moaned, shuddering, frozen with her jeans on around her ankles. I pushed a digit inside her slick astuteness as I tore opened the plastic tube of the Popsicle with my teeth.

"Mmm, you are so hot, Melody."

"Because I 'm bare and anyone can see me,"she moaned, her hips wiggling. She fucked back onto my finger's breadth."You know what this does to me, do n't you ?"

"Of course. You love it. You want me to parade you around naked. Maybe wearing a choker and a dog tag recitation, 'Clint 's # 1 Bitch .'I bet you would love that."

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

Hearing her say that was intoxicating. I ripped my fingers from her pussy and pushed out the lolly from its sheath. I brought it to her pussy and shoved the frozen treat into the depths of her snatch. Her long, low moan made my putz throb.

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line Samuels

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

Then Clint broke off the end and dropped my step-in on the earth."better hurry before it all thaw in that mellow cunt."

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

"You bought them for my pleasure,"Clint told me, his hand squeezing my ass. The flaring botheration reminded me of his spanking. That he owned me. That I would let him bankrupt 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 come back, realizing he had just seen a topless, nineteen-year-old lady friend out of the corner of his eye. I trembled, my puss clenching down on the melting lollipop, my panty growing soaked.

I shivered again, waiting.

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

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

I pulled up my jeans, fastening and zipping, my shivers growing worse. My poor pussy grew numb from the common cold. It was ... something I had to go, for Clint. And that made it even more wonderful. Special. I was putting up with this freezing prick shoved into my twat for him. Submitting.

It made me desire to frig my clit.

I snagged my tank top from him, pulling it on. I turned around, glancing at my half-brother. He had such a grin on his bounteous face. Behind him, my voluptuous aunty Cheryl flashed me a supportive smile, her eyes full of parental pride.

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

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

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

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

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

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

I took her helping 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 conclusion second. I could n't pick him. She was so precious. So ingenuous. 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 wench with her free hired hand, exposing the wispy, embrown pubic whisker adorning her tight slit. She gasped, hazel oculus widening as Clint shoved the cherry Popsicle into our little sister 's pussycat. She squirmed her hips. He broke off the end then held her panties for her to ill-use into. He pulled them up her slim stage slowly while Alicia 's teeth chattered, a red beadwork of succus trickling down her pale, inside thigh, meeting her schoolgirlish panties.

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

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

Clint pulled out the third one, Orange River relish, and grinned at his mother. She was already lifting her doll."squeeze it in, Sir. Mommy needs her hot bitch cooled."

She had no hesitation. No questions. She was wholly given over to being dominated by her son. It was what she needed. She did n't want him to love her as anything More than a son loves his mother or a master cares for his slave. She did n't call for the dependable heart Clint gave me. And Alicia.

I wish I could respond without any hesitation, to accept all my fears and just give myself fully to Clint 's control. I wanted to. I trusted him, but there was a petite 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 chin."And you 're naughty cunt is hot enough to take it, footling sister. trustfulness your big brother."

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

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

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

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

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

The driving home was excruciating. Even Aunt Cheryl squirmed, her face clenching at the cold, numbing batch in her kitty. And yet it was strangely shake up. My clit ached, and my nipples were so hard. And, slowly, the finisher we got home, the more and more tactual sensation returned to my pussy.

The more and to a greater extent my pussy needed stimulation.

I squirmed and groaned, my hands rubbing at my jeans. A declamatory, wet pip had soaked through my scanty and the blue jean, spreading the cool liquid down my legs. Alicia bit her lip beside me, rocking back and forth.

And Clint watched us in the rearview mirror, such a pleased grinning on his face. We did this for him. Three women suffering for his pleasure. And that only made me ruttish. 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 suffer the low temperature ?"

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

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

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

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

"running game over footer on the sidewalk ?"Clint asked."Hitting every car in sight ? That wo n't get us there faster."

My toes curled in my place. The lowest bit of the lollipop melted. The last bit of ice gone, leaving a wet pickle slowly heating up by my desires. I threw back my nous, 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 tush behind his. All of us moaning. Aunt Chery 's bleached-blonde tress brushed my lifelike blonde curl.

"Clint,"I moaned."Do n't just watch us. Please, please, work out us. Eat your desserts."

"Please. Mommy needs her big, stiff 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 piffling sister with hungry eyes.

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

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

Clint moved into the rear, climbing over the central console with athletic ease. There was adequate room for him to kneel before he scooted to Alicia and pushed up her skirt. Her pink panties were a red mess, the juices soaked through the private parts and reaching up to her waistband. more juice coated her thighs with smears of red. The scent of artificial cherry tree and impertinent kitty-cat filled my nose.

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

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

Clint yanked down her step-in. The juices matted her Robert Brown fuzz. turn of still melting slush clung to her miserly pussy lower lip. Clint leaned down and licked, moaning in pleasure as he lapped at her vulva. I squirmed, pressing my thighs together as he cleaned her up.

His glossa probed into her slit, diving deep. He swirled it around, his digit spreading her open. Then he sealed her mouth on her hole and sucked. Alicia gasped, her pelvis bucking and rising from the the seat.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Thanks, ma,"howled Alicia, the SUV rocking as her small organic structure thrashed."Big brother ! Yes ! I love you ! thank you !"She slumped in her tail end, gasping for breath, her side flushed.

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

"Uh-huh,"Clint said, his lips smeared with red-dyed pussy juices. He cupped Alicia 's face as he leaned up and planted a hot kiss on her mouth. She shuddered, eyes fluttering closed, her body shaking. She got almost as a good deal delight from the buss as the pussy licking.

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

"Yes,"I hissed, unsnapping my denim. I lifted my ass off the tooshie and labour jean and sodden panty down in one go as Clint scooted sideways on his human knee before me."Eat me. I need it. God, this was so fucking hot. I 'm benumbed and aching to cum."

Clint yanked my jeans and panties down to my ankle and distribute me apart. The grape succus leaked out of my pussy. We were ruining the upholstery, and I did n't manage. I clenched my numb sheath, trying to reserve in his dainty as he nuzzled forward to my shaved lips.

And then he licked.

His tongue caressed my shaved vulva. It was so hot against my cold-blooded material body, almost burning. I spasmed from the intensity. It was such a contrast. He licked again, this time up to my clit before diving into my common cold crimp, gathering the grape-infused puss succus. He groaned while I shuddered.

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

My dull flesh came animated beneath his spit. The jar of shooting sensation made me thrash and shuddered. My question leaned back on the seat as his tongue poke into the depth of my puss, caressing my suspend newly, returning warmth to my slit while sucking out the liquid state sloshing inside of me. It poured into his oral cavity. I could hear him swallow.

"Yes, yes, revel your dessert,"I moaned, humping into his nerve. My clitoris 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 jolt made my dead body thrash. My point tossed back and forth, Alicia and Aunt Cheryl smiling at me.

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

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

"Do it,"Aunt Cheryl moaned, her hand cupping my chest through my tank top. She pinched my nipple."Cum."

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

making me parade naked through the schooling, showing off my body to everyone, all the cat staring at my flesh with lecherousness, wishing they owned me. My cheeks red with the humiliation as all the missy whispered,"Slut."

My thighs clamped about Clint 's oral fissure. I came.

My aching pussy spasmed, forcing the grapeshot juices deep in my cunt into Clint 's hungry oral cavity. He drank the floodlight of gratifying pussy pick and grape juice as I bucked, The pleasure rushed through my mind. I embraced it, loved it. Clint gave me this delight. This goody. 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 love. I stared back at him and moaned,"Yours !"

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

Clint rose as my torso shuddered, the rippling of pleasance growing softer, lapping at my creative thinker instead of crashing into it. He cupped my impudence and leaned in."I love you, slut."

"Love you, asshole,"I breathed. My coat of arms went around him, pulling him pixilated. He kissed me so hard. The public faded around me in that instant as my brother, maestro, and boyfriend loved me. His tongue danced with mine. I savored the grape savor of my pussy.

And then he broke the kiss, his forehead resting on mine."I 'm going to spank you tonight for being such a sassy mouth."

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

He kissed me one Sir Thomas More meter 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 wench. Her panties were soaked orange. The tart, citrus fruit aroma motley with her spicy cunt. I licked my lips, hungry for one more dessert. Cherry and grape were wonderful. I hoped orange was just as good.

"Mommy whipped up an Orange jubilee,"she moaned, her finger's breadth hooking her panty'sash."Just for her big, strong son."

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

"puff them down so I can feast."

"Yes, Sir."

Mom 's trimmed, Negroid bush—her true hair vividness, the blond coming from a bottle—was a mess of orange slush. Her thick pussy lips were coated in it. I groaned, leaning in and licking at the orange, savoring the tart flavor. I licked harder, diving into her kitty folds, finding the spicy musk coalesce with her tart passion.

I sealed my backtalk on her pussy, sucking so hard. She groaned, gasping and shuddering as I drew out the orange-infused twat cream. It poured into my mouth. I gulped it down, my custody seizing her ass, gripping it. Her large knocker jiggled in her dress.

My mom was a MILF.

My cock ached so hard in my jeans. It took all my self-will not to be intimate any one of my womanhood. But I was stiff. I was in controller. I would throw my adult female the pleasure they needed. The potency they all craved. I could see it in their eyes. 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 asshole. If I made them happy, they would make me happy. It was a two-part exchange.

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

"Yes, you do, auntie Cheryl,"groaned Melody."Right, Cupcake ?"

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

"I bet it 's making your little cunt hot, Cupcake."line pulled our little sister onto her lap, her manus sliding up beneath Alicia 's skirt."Hmm, Cupcake ?"

"I guess,"Alicia said.

"Oh, it is,"Melody purred.

Alicia shuddered beside me, her body shivering as I heard Melody 's fingers sink into hot, wet cunt. I groaned, my dick throb harder, my glossa licking faster, gathering all the orange juice out of my mom 's bitch I could.

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

"Yes, yes, Mommy 's son is secure. 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 unholy giggle while I pictured auntie Vicky. She was two years my mom 's Junior, just as beautiful and almost as busty. Tonight, she would join the seraglio. She was the like mom, a submissive slut in motive 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, make her a slut. She needs it."Mom land her puss on my face."Yes, yes, Mommy wants to watch out her big, unattackable son fuck her sister and her daughters and her nieces. mama wants you to sleep together them all."

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

"nookie,"I growled, lifting my face from Mom 's pussy, watching her spasm."Lashkar-e-Toiba get the foodstuff put away so I can have a go at it each and every one of you !"

"Yes,"moaned my Mom."Mommy motive something large than a Popsicle."

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Leann"Lee"Samuels

I bit into my sandwich, the shekels so crispy, the turkey had a hint of smoky delight, and the cheese ... Provolone. The mustard was spicy and the bread was a rich, whole grain. I moaned as I sat at the island tabulator in aunt Cheryl 's kitchen. I was so esurient after my ten mi run at the park. I took another raciness, groaning in delight.

A mess surrounded me. Lettuce and bread git, and somehow I had gotten a large splotch of mayonnaise on the return. My stage kicked as I took another bite, feet thudding against the island. The front 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 overstrung about keeping the sign of the zodiac clean. I did n't a lot 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 pace echoed. Thomas More than one individual was family. I heard Clint say,"I 'm going to savor ..."His Logos trailed off as he stepped into the kitchen, holding a pair of brown, theme grocery base wrapped up in his, admittedly, strong blazonry. His centre narrowed. He was a tall guy, handsome, I suppose, like Uncle Clinton. He looked a lot like his dead dad, same black hair, same grievous face.

"I see you 've made a spate, Lee,"he said, row stern.

"Uh-huh, Lint,"I said and took another sharpness 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-start his pearl. I grinned at her through a mouthful of food.

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

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

"You are tam-tam to clean up this mess,"Clint said, setting the grocery bags on the far end of the tabulator,"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 twist 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 laughter."right field, like aunt Cheryl would let you do that."

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

I blinked at that and took another insect bite of my sandwich. Uncle Hilary Clinton absolutely would have spanked my ass for making a mess hall 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 groceries while my cousin-german, aunty, and sister put away what had already been brought in. They kept looking at me, melodic phrase with an bore smiling on her lips, Alicia 's doe centre wide behind her glasses like she was shock I was n't following his orders, and aunt Cheryl with a mysterious grin. It was like she knew something that I didn't.

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

He walked in with the following encumbrance. I gave him a big grin and took the last bit of my sandwich. His center were hard, commanding. A tremble ran through me. When had he nonplus such a spine ? I could almost trust that he could paddle me.

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

On his next slip, I was sucking my fingers 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, eager for him to finish bringing in the groceries.

"One more than trip,"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 revel spanking your ass, Lee."

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

"I will,"she said, pulling rear end of soup out of a bag and sticking them in the cupboard."And if you keep calling him Lint, he 'll really spank you."

I blinked at that. I frowned, looking at melodic line. She had such a huge grin on her face. And she was dressed so unknown. Like a convention female child 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,"tonal pattern said, turning to me.

I blinked, the integral genitalia of her jeans was wickedness."Did you make water yourself ?"

"Clint just made me very wet."

Alicia giggled, nodding her head.

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

What was going on ? None of them were acting normal. I mean, I know my sis was wet for Clint, but she and the idiot tried to hide it from the family line instead of flaunting it. They thought they were being sneaky when they made out. I had watched them a few times, rubbing my crotch. Clint was hot without a shirt on. Even if he was an uptight jolt. But what was up with Alicia and aunty Cheryl ?

Melody sucked at her fingers like she was cleaning something off them, her eyes staring at Alicia. She blushed and pushed up her glasses. What was Alicia even doing out of her room socializing with the family ? She was such a nerd, always reading her mute Quran. And Aunt Cheryl ... She clearly knew about strain 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 house,"Aunt Cheryl said with a smile that could only be described as ... horny.

Clint walked in with the final two sacking of grocery, set them down on the retort, and fixed his eyes on me."I see you did n't strip up your mess."

"Nope,"I said, hopping off the fecal matter."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 grin as I went to take the air past him. He would n't spank me. He could n't.

And then his handwriting grabbed my hair and yanked. I gasped at the penetrating pain in my scalp, stumbling back into him. He forced me to take care up at him, his oculus so strong, so commanding."Lee, I am tried of you being a brat. It 's time you understood that you are a theatrical role of this class, and you will respect the others in it. No Thomas More will we clean up your mint or do your chores."

"shuffle 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 sustenance room. I spluttered and kicked at him, my helping hand scratching at his carpus. I spit like a ferocious cat.

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

"You brought this on yourself, dear,"aunty 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 articulatio genus and spank you. I know how practically you liked it when my husband would do it."

I gasped, shuddering. How could she know ? I did n't translate why my puss 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 panties, or my jeans, my pussy grew hot from behind forced over his knee, my cheek burning with chagrin for being treated like a little young woman, and then the sharp pain in the neck which warmed my ass and bled to my cunt.

And as Clint dragged me to the couch, everyone watching, that tender itch began in my slit. This was even more demeaning than Uncle Clinton punishing me. At least he had spanked me since I was a little girl. But this was my first cousin Clint.

He was only a year older 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 pussycat grew wetter as I begged.

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

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

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

"Hey,"Clint snarled, anger crossing his typeface for the maiden time."You do n't talk to your sister like that. You respect her and have it away her. Like you respect and love the respite of your family. But if you want to be a brat, we 'll treat you like one."

He yanked down my jogging shorts, the stretchy material bunching around my knees. I trembled as his hands seized my plain step-in. And then he yanked them down, too. His eyes stared at my trimmed, grim Dubyuh adorning my pudenda.

My brass went crimson. He was staring at my pussy. My first cousin. Oh, god, this was embarrassing.

Then he sat down and yanked me over his lap like I was a small girl. My nerve burned with disgrace."Stop this, Clint,"I said, bucking on his lap."I 'm not a child."

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

My virgin pussy clenched at his touched. A moving ridge of shameful heat shot through me. My body liked his pinch. line sat beside him and pulled my branch over her lap. Her paw stroked my second joint up to my ass, rubbing at my other cheek.

What was going on here ? My pussy clenched again. I felt hot juices leak out. I squirmed, so cognisant that they could see my pussy between my second joint. I kicked and bucked, grinding on his lap, my tummy rising and falling and ...

Clint was hard.

My cousin had a shiver 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 stop it.

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

"Spank her gamy ass,"Aunt Cheryl moaned, her vocalization so gruff."Do it. prove her how strong you are."

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

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

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

"outset, melodic phrase gets to larrup you five time for calling her a cunt,"Clint said, pinching my ass and making me squirm, my pussy growing hotter."Then I will larrup you ten prison term for making a mess. You will consider them out and thank us for each one."

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

"Oh, thank you,"cooed melodic phrase, pressing closer to Clint. The way she said it, the way she cuddled with him, made my oculus 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 humiliation shot through me. My baby just spanked my ass on Clint 's bidding. My thigh 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,"line said, not hiding the glee in her voice.

"No !"

Spank !

cleft !

Spank !

relish !

Slap !

They came fast, hard, her mitt 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 full. I glared at her over my berm, 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 enumerate,"she grinned."So they did n't count."

smacking !

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

"It 's persona of your punishment,"he growled, my squirming body rubbing on his hard cock. He felt so big beneath his jean. Uncle DeWitt 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.

nip !

I yelped in pain again, both my butt-cheeks burning. Alicia let out a whimpering moan, her consistency shifting, her cheeks red. Everyone stared at my ass, watching my sister spank me. This was so degrading. Why did that give my puss even wetter ?

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

Crack !

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

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

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

Crack !

"quartet, thank you, Melody.

Smack !

"5, thank you, melodic phrase,"I said, breathing out relief. I wanted to bury my face into the my custody and hide from everyone 's watching eyes.

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

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

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

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

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

"Fun ?"

Spank !

My optic widened. painful sensation exploded in my ass. Clint 's hand was bigger and come to harder. My poor physique stung. I bucked and squirmed on him, crying out in pain, the tears flowing faster. My virgin kitty-cat clenched so hard.

Why did it feel so respectable ?

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

Smack !

His hand fell even harder, landing on my early butt-cheek. I clenched them both, squirming, my slit brimming with hurting. tune 's hand shifted on my thigh, 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 heating gathered in my twat, the pain transforming into something different.

Slap !

"quatern, thank you, Clint !"The pain in the ass rushed into my judgement. Shivers ran through my consistency. It felt ... secure. Like the high I reached while jogging, my legs burning, my sides aching, my heart beating.

flavour !

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

melody 's script crept up my thighs.

Crack !

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

melody 's fingerbreadth brushed the wet whorl of my pussy.

"Thank you, Clint !"

Smack !

My bucking body rubbed my hot twat on my sis 's fingerbreadth. Pleasure rippled out of my cunt, meeting the stinging pain from my ass at the Saami moment. I moaned, my oral sex tossing back. Why did this flavor so near ?

"seven, thank you, Clint !"

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

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

My cunt clenched.
crack !

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

She found my button, massaging it as my ass ached. My thought drifted higher from my body. The joy built in me. A humiliating orgasm. I would cum in presence of everyone. They would all see. They would all know I was a slut.

sapidity !

"Nine !"I screamed at the top of my lungs, my back arching. tune rubbed harder at my button. The whiz 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, eager. The loud crack echoed through the room. The annoyance shot through my bruised ass, slamming heterosexual person to my pure snatch. melodic phrase 's fingers rubbed at my clit, the spark from her fingers crashing into the pain.

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

Such chagrin pleasure shot through me. They all saw me cum. They all watched me thrash on my cousin 's lap, my babe 's fingers stroking my puss. They all heard the howler of delight exploding from my rima oris. Not pain.

Rapture.

Ecstasy.

It slammed into my psyche. 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 spot of pleasance and bother, a spot of curiosity and delight.

I felt my body motility, but I was separate from it. Like it was not my body at all, my thoughts flying through transport. I was on the sofa, my burning butt-cheeks pressed into the shock. Clint was over me, holding my thighs apart. melodic line unzipped his pants.

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

"Yes,"I heard myself screech."fucking me, Clint. I was such a brat. penalise me."

His hand went to my chin, lifting my bedaze head. He stared into my middle, into my soul. There was such overlooking power in him. He pinned me with his gaze as I felt his peter rub at my cunt, Melody guiding him to my hymen. The touch of his putz on my virgin cunt yanked my opinion 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 consistency needed."Your slut."

He thrust into me. I hardly felt the infliction of my hymen tearing over the burning agony raging across my train ass. His shaft slammed into my virgin profundity. The friction sent a new Wave of rapture 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 handle if he hurt me. If my pussy ached each meter he slammed into me. He just had to cum in my cunt.

Use me.

I was his slut.

"roll in the hay me,"I howled as my mind drifted on transport and pain. My entire eubstance was a sponge, drinking in whiz."dig your cock in me. Cum in me. Use me."

"Yes, use the fucking little terror,"air hissed beside him. Her fingerbreadth shoved up beneath my cooler top and pushed aside my fun bra. She found my nipple, pinching and twisting them hard.

My cunt clenched so heavy on Clint 's cock as my Sister twisted my tit. I howled and moaned, humping against my cousin as he slammed his gumshoe into my spasming cunt. So a good deal sensations shot through me.

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

"Your trollop !"I howled at the top of my lungs as another coming spilled through me at saying those shameful, degrading words."Use me. have sex me !"

"dumpsite your cum in the trollop 's cunt,"Melody hissed, twisting my teat hard, the bother flaring, crashing into the raptus rippling out of my pussy.

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

"Anything !"I howled, tossing my head back and forth."Oh, yes, just keep fucking me. Using me. larrup me when I 'm a brat. piece of ass me when I tease you. Oh, god, this pecker !"

"Little slut,"strain hissed, her fingers twisting my mamilla hard."I bet you would love to be pissed on."

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

My legs squeezed about his pelvic arch. My puss exploded on his dick at the humiliating opinion. Covered in piss ... Filthy. Another coming rippled through me on the bounder of the last. I howled out wordless delight as his peter kept hammering into me. My cousin 's huge cock.

"shtup her, big chum,"Alicia shouted."fuck our sister."

"Yes, that 's your brother shtup you,"moaned melodic phrase right wing before she captured my mouth with a possessive kiss.

My sidekick ? The thought process danced through my mind. A consequence of clarity, a computer memory of Uncle Clinton kissing my mother, pellet through me. Was that I why did n't lie with my father ? Because Uncle Clinton was my dad all along ?

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

I moaned into my babe 's candy kiss, the pleasance ripple over and over through my dead body. His dick hammered so deep into me. My pussy spasmed on his prick. 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 snatch, Clint ! Dump it in me !"

"spring the bratty slut what she needs !"air howled. Clint 's hand was buried in her jeans, rubbing her pussy to an orgasm.

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

And unloaded.

My brother came in me.

A final exam orgasm shuddered through me. I heaved beneath Clint, my ass electrocution from his discipline, my pussy spasming from his dominance. I milked out every drop of his cum. I was his trollop. His bratty whore.

"Damn,"Clint groaned, breaking the kiss."You are something else, piffling trollop. You cum hard."

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

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

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

"The trivial slut wants it,"line chortled. She twisted my nipples hard.

"Yes !"

To be continued ...