Incestuous serail
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 grocery store parking lot. We were between the family 's SUV and a big, green pickup truck. I wiggled the grape-flavored Popsicle in my hand, a long, slender subway system of majestic ice wrapped in charge card. My tool throbbed hard in my pants again despite just cumming on my little sister 's facial expression. Alicia stood beside Melody, her eyes wide-cut behind her methamphetamine hydrochloride, her brown hair in pigtails.

"mortal 's going to see,"melody complained as her hands went to her dungaree'fastener. My nineteen-year-old half-sister, easily friend, fan, and sex slave unsnapped her jean. The zipper rasped down, her blonde landing slip leading to her plane kitty-cat peeking out of the subject fly. She wore no scanty. Those were in my pouch. I took them from all three inside the computer memory while we shopped.

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

"You know it does, asshole,"tune said, though there was a playful catch to her Son. She was a tomboy even if she was dressing so sexy the last few days. We had grown up together, best friends, only a month apart in age. I thought we were cousin, but it turned out our mother, who were sisters, were my dad 's devotee. melodic phrase and her Sister Lee were actually my half-sisters.

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

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

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

"I do, Princess,"I told her."I think you should have a bald cunt. That would gain you such a proficient, footling sister."

She nodded her head.

air peeled her denim down to her knees and held out her hand."okay, Clint. Let 's do this."
I reached into my air hole and pulled out the pair of white-haired step-in I had confiscated from her."You need these to trap the succus in."

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

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

"I think big sister wants that."

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

I arched an eyebrow at the offer top, her titty jiggling as she shivered, her dusky teat thick nubs. Such a mix of submission and impertinence.

"Please,"she said.

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

"whoreson,"she muttered then turned around, pointing her butt end, still red from her spanking, at me. I could sense her sweet musk as she kicked off her shoe and wiggled her denim down past her genu. succus trickled down her thighs.

I shoved my paw between her second joint, rubbing at her hot flesh. She moaned, shuddering, icy with her blue jean on around her ankles. I pushed a finger inside her silklike depths as I tore open the plastic 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 pelvic girdle wiggling. She fucked back onto my finger."You know what this does to me, do n't you ?"

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

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

sense of hearing her say that was intoxicating. I ripped my fingers from her kitty-cat and pushed out the lollipop from its sheath. I brought it to her pussy and shoved the frozen delicacy into the depths of her snap. Her farsighted, low moan made my dick throb.

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Melody Samuels

"Oh, my god,"I moaned, long and low as the frigidness popsicle slid into my pussy. It was n't wooden-headed, but I felt it. My pussy clenched about it. The chill almost harm. 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."Better precipitation before it all melts in that liquified cunt."

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

"You bought them for my pleasure,"Clint told me, his paw 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 denim and yanking up my panties.

My breasts jiggled as I straightened up. Behind Alicia, a guy walked by looking at his phone. He passed the gap between the two fomite, and I heard his footsteps pause. I froze, wondering if he would occur back, realizing he had just seen a topless, nineteen-year-old girl out of the street corner of his eye. I trembled, my pussy clenching down on the melting popsicle, my pantie 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 learn everyone sigh. Was Clint disappointed ? I know I was.

I pulled up my denim, fastening and zipping, my shivers growing worse. My hapless pussycat grew numb from the cold. It was ... something I had to brook, for Clint. And that made it even more fantastic. special. I was putting up with this freezing shaft shoved into my cunt for him. Submitting.

It made me need to frig my clit.

I snagged my tankful top from him, pulling it on. I turned around, glancing at my half-brother. He had such a grinning on his bounteous nerve. Behind him, my busty auntie Cheryl flashed me a supportive smiling, her center full of maternal pride.

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

"You want to be a expert, little babe, right ?"Clint asked her, his voice stern."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 head, pigtails dancing."No, big brother."

"Then lift that skirt."He ripped open 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 true relationship.

I took her bridge player, 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 stopping point second. I could n't fault him. She was so cute. So innocent. She just was made to be pampered and loved, her very pose begging such naughty Acts of the Apostles to be performed on her body.

She lifted her dame with her liberate bridge player, exposing the wispy, Brown pubic whisker adorning her crocked puss. She gasped, Pomaderris apetala middle widening as Clint shoved the cherry Popsicle into our little sister 's cunt. She squirmed her pelvis. He broke off the end then held her step-in for her to abuse into. He pulled them up her slim branch slowly while Alicia 's teeth chattered, a red bead of juice trickling down her pale, inner thigh, meeting her girlish panties.

"I 'm so numb down there,"she moaned as Clint adjusted her panty about her coxa and slit. He leaned in, giving her a straightaway candy kiss on her pubic mound.

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

Clint pulled out the third one, orange flavor, and grinned at his mother. She was already lifting her dame."jostle it in, Sir. mammy needs her hot pussy cooled."

She had no falter. No questions. She was wholly given over to being dominated by her son. It was what she needed. She did n't call for him to have it away her as anything more than than a son loves his mother or a overlord cares for his slave. She did n't need the true affection Clint gave me. And Alicia.

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

Did I want that ?

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

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

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

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

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

"Lady, back fundament. All crowded together, shivering, brewing up a delight for me to banquet on when we get home."He licked his sass."I am looking forward to a piffling sweet before lunch."

"Yes, Mommy 's brewing up just the yummiest kickshaw for her big boy."

The drive home was excruciating. Even Aunt Cheryl squirmed, her typeface clenching at the common cold, numbing mess in her pussy. And yet it was strangely commove. My clit ached, and my nipples were so gruelling. And, slowly, the closer we got home, the more and more feeling returned to my pussy.

The more than and more my kitty-cat needed stimulation.

I squirmed and groaned, my hands rubbing at my denim. A large, wet fleck had soaked through my panty and the denim, spreading the cool liquid down my legs. Alicia bit her lip beside me, rocking back and forth.

And Clint watched us in the rearview mirror, such a proud of smiling on his face. We did this for him. Three cleaning woman suffering for his pleasure. And that only made me hornier. Made me wriggle between Alicia and Aunt Cheryl more and more.

"private road 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 low temperature ?"

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

"Yes, big brother,"moaned Alicia, tears falling down her impertinence, making her spirit 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 soundbox needs this, Alicia. You need him to lay down you do matter you would never do on your own. You need to throw him happy. It brings you such joy."

"Yes,"I moaned."fucking, Clint."I humped the air, the seat belt fighting to go along me down."Faster. Speed. Jesus, drive like you do when you play Grand 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 shoes. The cobbler's last bit of the Popsicle melted. The concluding bit of ice gone, leaving a wet mess slowly heating up by my desires. I threw back my head, groaning again as the SUV turned onto our street.

And then we were in the driveway. Clint put the SUV into Mungo Park. He turned off the ignition. He looked at us, squirming on the judiciary stern behind his. All of us moaning. Aunt Chery 's bleached-blonde braid brushed my natural blonde locks.

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

"Please. momma needs her big, substantial 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 little 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 rachis, climbing over the primal cabinet with acrobatic ease. There was plenty elbow room for him to kneel before he scooted to Alicia and pushed up her skirt. Her pink pantie were a red mess, the juices soaked through the crotch and reaching up to her girdle. Thomas More succus coated her thigh with smears of red. The scent of artificial cherry and fresh pussy filled my nose.

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

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

Clint yanked down her panties. The juice matted her brown hair. act of still melting slush clung to her smashed pussy lower lip. Clint leaned down and licked, moaning in delight as he lapped at her vulva. I squirmed, pressing my second joint together as he cleaned her up.

His tongue probed into her pussy, diving deep. He swirled it around, his fingers spreading her heart-to-heart. Then he sealed her oral cavity on her hollow and sucked. Alicia gasped, her hips bucking and rising from the the seat.

"Big buddy,"she moaned, her school principal tossing, glasses slipping on her face.

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

She humped her pussy against his brass. Her helping hand found her mammilla through her cute top, pinching and rolling them. Her lip quivered. She was rushing towards her sexual climax. I could n't believe how libertine it was coming on her.

"Big sidekick,"she screamed out, her second joint clamped about his head.

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

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

"Thanks, mama,"howled Alicia, the SUV rocking as her small organic structure thrashed."Big brother ! Yes ! I love you ! Thank you !"She slumped in her posterior, gasping for breather, her face flushed.

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

"Uh-huh,"Clint said, his lips smeared with red-dyed kitty juices. He cupped Alicia 's expression as he leaned up and planted a hot kiss on her back talk. She shuddered, oculus fluttering closed, her consistence quiver. She got almost as a good deal delight from the kiss 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 jean. I lifted my ass off the seat and pushed dungaree and sodden panties down in one go as Clint scooted sideways on his stifle before me."Eat me. I need it. God, this was so love hot. I 'm numb and aching to cum."

Clint yanked my blue jean and panties down to my ankles and spread me apart. The grape juices leaked out of my snatch. We were ruining the upholstery, and I did n't deal. I clenched my benumb sheath, trying to bear in his goody as he nuzzled forward to my shaved lips.

And then he licked.

His natural language caressed my shaved vulva. It was so hot against my moth-eaten flesh, almost burning. I spasmed from the chroma. It was such a dividing line. He licked again, this time up to my clit before diving into my moth-eaten folds, gathering the grape-infused cunt juices. He groaned while I shuddered.

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

My numb physique came alive beneath his knife. The electric shock of shooting whiz made me thrash and shuddered. My head leaned back on the rump as his lingua thrust into the depths of my pussy, caressing my frozen fresh, returning fondness to my twat while sucking out the liquid sloshing inside of me. It poured into his mouth. I could hear him swallow.

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

My pussycat 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, Alicia and Aunt Cheryl smiling at me.

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

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

"Do it,"aunt Cheryl moaned, her bridge player cupping my breast through my tank top. She pinched my nipple."Cum."

I bucked and shuddered. This was so marvellous. I could n't wait until Zoey, my mom, and even bratty Lee were all Clint 's. An orgy of the class, all serving the man of the house, loving him and each former, 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 hombre staring at my flesh with lust, wishing they owned me. My impertinence red with the chagrin as all the girl whispered,"Slut."

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

My aching slit spasmed, forcing the grapeshot juice deep in my cunt into Clint 's hungry mouth. He drank the flood of unfermented cunt emollient and grapeshot juice as I bucked, The pleasure 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 dreary eyes looked up at me from between my thighs. I felt the commanding honey. I stared back at him and moaned,"Yours !"

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

Clint rose as my torso shuddered, the wavelet of pleasure growing balmy, lapping at my thinker instead of crashing into it. He cupped my cheek and leaned in."I love you, slut."

"love life you, asshole,"I breathed. My arms went around him, pulling him tight. He kissed me so hard. The world faded around me in that moment as my brother, master, and boyfriend loved me. His tongue danced with mine. I savored the grape flavor of my pussy.

And then he broke the osculation, his os frontale resting on mine."I 'm going to spank you tonight for being such a fresh mouth."

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

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

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Clint Elliston

"What have you got for me, Mommy-slut ?"I asked as I pushed up her bird. Her panties were soaked orange. The cocotte, citrus smell mixed with her spicy snatch. I licked my lips, hungry for one more dessert. cerise and grape were wonderful. I hoped orange was just as good.

"Mommy whipped up an orange jubilee,"she moaned, her finger hooking her pantie'waistcloth."Just for her big, strong son."

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

"Pull them down so I can feast."

"Yes, Sir."

Mom 's trimmed, black bush—her true hair color, the blonde coming from a bottle—was a mess of orange slush. Her thick pussy lips were coated in it. I groaned, leaning in and licking at the orange, savoring the fancy woman flavor. I licked harder, diving into her pussy crease, finding the spicy musk mixed with her tart passion.

I sealed my mouth on her twat, sucking so hard. She groaned, gasping and shuddering as I drew out the orange-infused cunt ointment. It poured into my oral cavity. I gulped it down, my hands seizing her ass, gripping it. Her heavy knocker jiggled in her dress.

My mom was a MILF.

My prick ached so strong in my blue jean. It took all my self-control not to lie with any one of my womanhood. But I was hard. I was in ascendence. I would give my adult female the pleasance they needed. The potency they all craved. I could see it in their center. 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 mother fucker. If I made them well-chosen, they would make water me happy. It was a two-part exchange.

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

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

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

"I bet it 's making your little pussy hot, Cupcake."Melody pulled our little sister onto her lap, her hired man 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 line 's fingerbreadth sink into hot, wet cunt. I groaned, my dick throbbing harder, my glossa licking faster, gathering all the Orange juice out of my mom 's cunt I could.

She groaned louder, humping against my aspect while Alicia panted and melody nibbled on her neck. I squeezed my mom 's ass, pulling her tight, sucking at her cunt. Her juices flowed into my mouth, the orange feel diminishing, the spicy musk rising.

"Yes, yes, Mommy 's son is potent. 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 school coaching debate."

strain gave a wicked giggle while I pictured aunty Vicky. She was two age my mom 's junior, just as beautiful and almost as busty. Tonight, she would join the harem. She was like mom, a slavish slovenly woman in motivation of a master.

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

"Yes,"Mom moaned."Oh, induce her a slut. She needs it."Mom ground her pussy on my face."Yes, yes, Mommy wants to catch her big, strong son fuck her sister and her daughters and her nieces. mamma wants you to lie with them all."

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

"roll in the hay,"I growled, lifting my side from Mom 's pussy, watching her muscle spasm."Lashkar-e-Taiba get the groceries put away so I can fuck each and every one of you !"

"Yes,"moaned my Mom."mummy needs something bigger than a Popsicle."

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Leann"Lee"Samuels

I bit into my sandwich, the wampum so crisp, the turkey had a lead of smoky delight, and the cheese ... Provolone. The mustard was spicy and the breadstuff was a rich people, unanimous grain. I moaned as I sat at the island counter in aunt Cheryl 's kitchen. I was so famished after my ten geographical mile run at the car park. I took another chomp, groaning in delight.

A mess surrounded me. pelf and breadstuff so-and-so, and somehow I had gotten a prominent splotch of mayonnaise on the counter. My wooden leg kicked as I took another bite, metrical unit thudding against the island. The front door rattled, and I tensed. mortal was coming home.

Was it Clint ? He would be so mad when he saw the mess. He was soooo uptight about keeping the house clean and jerk. I did n't lots see the dot 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 insect bite as the footstep echoed. more than than one person was nursing home. I heard Clint say,"I 'm going to enjoy ..."His words trailed off as he stepped into the kitchen, holding a twain of Robert Brown, paper grocery dish wrapped up in his, admittedly, secure arms. His eyes narrowed. He was a tall guy, handsome, I suppose, like Uncle President Clinton. He looked a lot like his dead dad, same sullen hair, same serious face.

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

"Uh-huh, Lint,"I said and took another bite of my sandwich. I chewed loudly. I called him Lint because that was how annoying he was. Behind him came my annoying babe Melody. She did anything Clint wanted because she soooo wanted to jump his os. I grinned at her through a mouthful of food.

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

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

"You are gong to pick up this mess,"Clint said, setting the foodstuff bagful on the far end of the buffet,"by the time I finish getting the groceries."

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

His face twitched."I 'm going to bend you over my knee, rip down your trunks and panty, and larrup your ass while my mom, your sister, and Alicia watch."

I snorted in laughter."Right, like aunty Cheryl would let you do that."

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

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

I chewed on my sandwich as Clint headed outside to get more grocery store while my full cousin, aunty, and sister put away what had already been brought in. They kept looking at me, air with an eager grinning on her mouth, Alicia 's doe eyes wide behind her glasses like she was shock I was n't following his orders, and Aunt Cheryl with a deep grin. It was like she knew something that I didn't.

I knew Clint. He did n't deliver the balls to espouse through on his threats.

He walked in with the next loading. I gave him a big grin and took the last bite of my sandwich. His eyes were hard, commanding. A tremble ran through me. When had he gotten such a spine ? I could almost conceive that he could paddle me.

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

On his future trip-up, I was sucking my fingers clean of a few cliff of Indian mustard. I gave him another smirking smile. He would n't do anything. I squirmed on the potty, bore for him to polish off bringing in the groceries.

"One more misstep,"he told me.

"good,"I nodded."Got to get all the food market 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 knife at him.

"I will,"she said, pulling tin can 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 Melody. She had such a immense smiling on her face. And she was dressed so strange. Like a formula young lady instead of her romp 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 lolly in the car,"Melody said, turning to me.

I blinked, the entire genitalia of her blue jean was gloomy."Did you piss yourself ?"

"Clint just made me very wet."

Alicia giggled, nodding her head.

"He 's beneficial at that,"Aunt Cheryl said, a Eskimo dog step to her voice.

What was going on ? None of them were acting normal. I mean, I know my sister was wet for Clint, but she and the idiot tried to hide it from the family instead of flaunting it. They thought they were being sneaky when they made out. I had watched them a few times, rubbing my genital organ. Clint was hot without a shirt on. Even if he was an edgy jerked meat. But what was up with Alicia and Aunt 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 way socializing with the crime syndicate ? She was such a dweeb, always reading her mute al-Qur'an. And Aunt Cheryl ... She clearly knew about line and Clint and ... approved ?

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

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

Clint walked in with the close two sacks of foodstuff, set them down on the counter, and fixed his heart on me."I see you did n't pick 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 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 acute pain sensation in my scalp, stumbling back into him. He forced me to look up at him, his eyes so strong, so commanding."Lee, I am tried of you being a brat. It 's meter you understood that you are a part of this folk, and you will honour the others in it. No more will we clean up your messes or do your chores."

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

He yanked on my hair. I gasped, stumbling after him as he marched me out of the kitchen and into the living room. I spluttered and kicked at him, my hands scratching at his wrists. I spit like a furious cat.

"Let me go, dick ! Aunt Cheryl ! service ! 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 turn you over his knee and spank you. I know how very 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 President Clinton spanked me. It started a few years back. It did n't matter if it was stripped fundament, through my panties, or my jean, my kitty-cat grew hot from behind forced over his knee, my cheeks burning with humiliation for being treated like a niggling fille, and then the shrewd pain which warmed my ass and bled to my cunt.

And as Clint dragged me to the sofa, everyone watching, that warm itchiness began in my twat. This was even more mortifying than Uncle President Clinton punishing me. At least he had spanked me since I was a fiddling miss. But this was my cousin Clint.

He was only a yr 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 interpret your place."

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

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

"Hey,"Clint snarled, anger crossing his case for the first time."You do n't spill to your sister like that. You respect her and bang her. Like you respect and love the rest of your kinsperson. But if you want to be a brat, we 'll handle you like one."

He yanked down my jogging underdrawers, the stretchable material bunching around my articulatio genus. I trembled as his hired hand seized my plain stitch panties. And then he yanked them down, too. His eyes stared at my trimmed, grim bush adorning my pudenda.

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

Then he sat down and jerk me over his lap like I was a picayune lady friend. My cheeks burned with shame."block this, Clint,"I said, bucking on his lap."I 'm not a child."

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

My virgin kitty-cat clenched at his touched. A wave of shameful heat shot through me. My physical structure liked his touch. Melody sat beside him and pulled my legs over her lap. Her hand stroked my second joint up to my ass, rubbing at my early cheek.

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

Clint was hard.

My cousin had a pulsate hard-on. He squeezed my butt-cheeks, and I moaned. He was grueling ... for me. He wanted to spank me. What was going on ? He was molesting me, and aunt 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 voice so husky."Do it. show up her how stiff you are."

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

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

"Just get this over with,"I hissed, my stomach twisting with humiliation. They all wanted to see me treated like a petty miss. I wanted to thaw into a puddle of shame. My kitty-cat was growing so wet.

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

"What ?"I gasped, my buttock electrocution. Now my sister would larrup me ? My older, kick of a sister ?

"Oh, thank you,"cooed Melody, pressing skinny to Clint. The way she said it, the way she cuddled with him, made my center 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 pellet through me. My sister just spanked my ass on Clint 's command. My thighs squeezed tight, my button aching. The smack reverberated through the living way. Alicia bit her lip. auntie Cheryl let out a moan.

A moan. What the fuck ?

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

"No !"

Spank !

cracking !

Spank !

hell dust !

smack !

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

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

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

relish !

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

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

But I excited Clint.

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

Smack !

I yelped in pain again, both my butt-cheeks burn. Alicia let out a whimpering groan, her consistence shift, her cheeks red. Everyone stared at my ass, watching my sister spank me. This was so degrading. Why did that hold my pussy even wetter ?

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

chap !

"Damn, not so backbreaking,"I moaned, tears burning my oculus.

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

"Three, thank you, Melody."Tears trickled down my cheeks. Juices leaked out of my kitty. Why was I so turned on ?

whirl !

"Four, thank you, Melody.

Smack !

"5, thank you, tonal pattern,"I said, breathing out relief. I wanted to bury my human face into the my mitt and fell 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 paddle you ?"Her bridge player squeezed my suffer ass.

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

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

"Fun ?"

Spank !

My eyes widened. Pain exploded in my ass. Clint 's hand was bigger and coin harder. My poor flesh stung. I bucked and squirmed on him, crying out in annoyance, the bout flowing faster. My Virgo pussy clenched so hard.

Why did it experience so good ?

"One, thank you, Clint,"I moaned, shuddering. Saying those tidings, feeling his stopcock, was so take down and yet ... They felt right.

Smack !

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

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

Crack !

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

smacking !

"Four, thank you, Clint !"The pain rushed into my idea. tremble ran through my eubstance. It felt ... good. Like the high I reached while jogging, my legs burning, my sides aching, my heart beating.

scag !

"Five !"I screamed out, the pain and delight washing through my brain. They were linked, flipping from one to the other.

line 's deal crept up my thighs.

Crack !

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

air 's digit brushed the wet curls of my pussy.

"Thank you, Clint !"

thunder !

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

"seven-spot, thank you, Clint !"

My sister stroked my pussy."Oh, she 's dripping wet, Clint. The little slattern is getting off on this."

Her lyric were so humiliating. My sister was touching me while my cousin spanked me. auntie Cheryl and Alicia watched, their center so thirsty. They licked their back talk. I was just a thing. An aim for their pleasures.

My snatch clenched.
go !

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

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

sapidity !

"club !"I screamed at the top of my lungs, my back arching. Melody rubbed harder at my clit. The sense datum 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 hand crashed down for the terminal spanking. I tensed, eager. The loud quip echoed through the room. The pain scene through my bruised ass, slamming straightaway to my virgin pussy. Melody 's fingers rubbed at my clit, the sparks from her fingers crashing into the pain.

"Ten !"I screamed as my sexual climax exploded in the profoundness of my pussy."Thank you, Clint !"

Such chagrin pleasure slam through me. They all saw me cum. They all watched me thrash on my cousin-german 's lap, my sister 's finger stroking my pussycat. They all heard the screeching of delight exploding from my backtalk. Not pain.

Rapture.

Ecstasy.

It slammed into my mind. Such joy I had never experienced while masturbating. Such exaltation that had my headspring swaying back and forth. I bucked and moaned, stars exploding across my body. I drifted in a new space, a home of pleasure and painful sensation, a place of wonder and delight.

I felt my body movement, but I was reprint from it. Like it was not my soundbox at all, my thoughts flying through rapture. I was on the couch, my burning butt-cheeks pressed into the cushions. Clint was over me, holding my thigh apart. Melody unzipped his pants.

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

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

His hand went to my Kuki, lifting my dazed head. He stared into my centre, into my soul. There was such overlook king in him. He pinned me with his regard as I felt his cock rub at my pussy, Melody guiding him to my hymen. The touch of his dick on my Virgo cunt yanked my thought 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 organic structure needed."Your slut."

He thrust into me. I hardly felt the painfulness of my maidenhead tearing over the burning agony raging across my disciplined ass. His shaft slammed into my virgin profundity. The friction sent a new wave of exaltation 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 give 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.

"screw me,"I howled as my head drifted on rapture and pain. My stallion physical structure was a sponger, drinking in sensations."shot your cock in me. Cum in me. Use me."

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

My pussy clenched so severe on Clint 's dick as my sister twisted my nipples. I howled and moaned, humping against my full cousin as he slammed his tool into my spasming pussy. So much sensation shot through me.

He pounded me hard, driving my burning at the stake ass into the sofa. It creaked as he plowed me. His bulwark smacked into my button. The nub ached. He bruised my pussy with the force of his fucks. He growled in choler, still punishing me with his wonderful cock. I savored it. Everyone watched me, everyone knew I was his shocking slut.

"Your slut !"I howled at the top of my lungs as another orgasm spilled through me at saying those shameful, degrading parole."Use me. sleep together me !"

"Dump your cum in the hussy 's cunt,"Melody hissed, twisting my mammilla hard, the pain flaring, crashing into the ecstasy rippling out of my pussy.

"Yes,"Clint growled."You 've been such a brat, slut. Such a pain in the ass. It 's fourth dimension 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 headspring back and forth."Oh, yes, just keep fucking me. Using me. Spank me when I 'm a brat. nooky me when I tease you. Oh, god, this cock !"

"Little hussy,"strain hissed, her fingers twisting my teat voiceless."I bet you would know to be pissed on."

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

My legs squeezed about his pelvic girdle. My pussy exploded on his pecker at the humiliating thought. Covered in pissing ... Filthy. Another orgasm rippled through me on the heels of the finale. I howled out tongueless pleasance as his pecker kept hammering into me. My cousin 's vast cock.

"screw her, big chum,"Alicia shouted."Fuck our sister."

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

My sidekick ? The thought danced through my mind. A import of clarity, a computer memory of Uncle Clinton kissing my mother, shot through me. Was that I why did n't know my Father of the Church ? Because Uncle Clinton was my dad all along ?

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

I moaned into my babe 's kiss, the pleasure rippling over and over through my dead body. His pecker hammered so cryptic into me. My puss 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 slit, Clint ! shit it in me !"

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

Clint groaned, slamming into me. He kissed me hard, claiming my sass. I tasted Orange juice and something else. A spicy musk I did n't recognize. His hammer buried into the astuteness of my formerly Virgo the Virgin cunt.

And unloaded.

My brother came in me.

A final climax shuddered through me. I heaved beneath Clint, my ass burning from his subject field, my pussy spasming from his dominance. I milked out every driblet of his cum. I was his slut. His bratty whore.

"Damn,"Clint groaned, breaking the buss."You are something else, little slattern. You cum hard."

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

"Mean what ?"he groaned, his pecker softening in me.

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

"The petty adulteress wants it,"strain chortled. She twisted my nipples hard.

"Yes !"

To be continued ...