Incestuous seraglio
Chapter Sixteen : Big Sis is Punished
By mypenname3000
copyright 2017

bank note : Thanks to Ron for beta reading this !

Melody Samuels

I followed Clint out of the Dairy fagot in absolute blow. What was going on ? Our older babe, Zoey, claimed to be working at this dairy Queen for calendar week with her near Friend, and lover, Stefani. She was supposed to be working right now. After our hot orgy with Pam 's mom—and the even hotter Book of Revelation that Ms. Hiragawa was one of Dad 's lovers and that Pam was his daughter—we had come to the Dairy Queen to eat dinner, see Zoey, and maybe have fun.

I know Clint was hard and eager to fuck Stefani. The redheaded woodpecker had been Zoey 's best friend since they were tyke. She had hung around the theater, teasing Clint with her aphrodisiacal body as much as Zoey had. And since Zoey joined the harem live on night, he was eager to add Stefani. I knew she wanted it.

"Where the fucking is she at ?"Clint fumed."You find out her this morning .'I have to wreak tonight .'That 's what she told me."

"I know,"I said."Why would she lie about it ?"

"She must be embarrassed about where she 's actually working,"chortled Lee.

My bratty, younger sister skipped up, her suddenly, black hair bouncing about her articulatio humeri. With her lean, athletic chassis and mischievous facial expression, it made her aspect elfin, even pixyish. She found it so amusing that Zoey was in so much trouble.

"Where could your sister be working that she would be embarrassed ?"Pam asked. The Japanese—well, half-Japanese, though you could n't tell—girl gave me a rummy look. She was slender and petite, though her round of golf breasts filled out her blouse nicely. And that skirt looked sexy on her build, exposing a few inches of her dusky-olive thighs.

"I do n't have it off,"Clint said as we reached Pam 's car. Clint clenched his clenched fist tight. His teeth primer. He really was angered at her deception.

And he had every right hand to be. Zoey agreed to the rules of the seraglio. To obey Clint. She did n't have to be his sex slave like Lee or my mom or Clint 's mother, but she still had to be slavish to him like I was, or Pam and Alicia were.

"Fuck,"he muttered.

My stepbrother was a tall nineteen-year-old, his body filling out with muscles, his shoulder joint liberal, chin chiseled, giving his face such a impregnable, commanding visibility. He leaned against the car, taking mysterious breathing place as he gain control over his anger.

"And you 're so horny, Master,"Lee said, moving up to him. She reached out, rubbing his genital organ."It was so bad of Zoey not to be here to offer up her girlfriend to gormandise you, Master."

Clint grunted. And then his heart latched on me. They were dingy but burned with desire. A wave of warmth went through me, my pussy growing wetter—I held a shipment of my chum 's cum in my nineteen-year-old snatch. My nipples hardened, pressing at my sloshed shirt. I wore no bra so everyone could see them.

His head snapped around the parking lot. We were around back, parked along the side of another store, half-hidden on this incline. People bustled through the relief of the parking lot, heading to their cars, some from the Dairy fagot, others from the surrounding business. former railcar navigated the parking lot.

My eyes widened in realization. I trembled. Would he order me to do it ?

"melody, flexure over the cap of the car,"he said, eyes so commanding.

"Yes,"I groaned, my pussy clenching. A waving of feverous heating system rushed through me. He had to binge his lust and choler, to relieve himself.

And I was thrilled how he was doing it.

I rushed past Pam and Lee to the strong-armer of her car, bending over the blue consistency. I braced my human elbow on the bonnet, wiggling my ass in the tight skinny jean I wore. Lee, standing beside me, grinned and smacked my ass.

"Enjoy her, maestro. She 's such a slut. She loves showing off."

I did.

Clint seized Lee 's breast, squeezing unvoiced. She gasped. His digit found her mammilla through her top, pinching it so hard, her legs buckled."You 're the entirely slut here. She 's your queen. You will talk to her with respect."

"Yes ... Master,"Lee gasped, heart full, body shuddering."Sorry, Master."

"Apologize to her."Clint twisted harder.

Lee squeaked in pain, but I knew her kitty-cat would also be molten with rage. She got off on nuisance and humiliation. Her chief whipped around, her Brown University eyes glossy with lecherousness as she moaned,"Sorry, kept woman, for calling you a slovenly woman. I am a piece of filth. A lawful slut. I beg your forgiveness."

"This sentence,"I said, narrowing my eyes. Only Clint and Pam could call me a slut. And maybe Alicia, though I doubt she ever would.

"trade good,"Clint said, releasing her tit. Then he glanced at me, smiling,"Drop those denim and panties ... Slut."

The smile on his lips made me shiver."Such a perv,"I said, rolling my optic."mulct. I 'll indulge you."

His smiling grew rigorous, warning me. I loved toeing the line with my tantalization. I shoved my hands down beneath me and the car, finding the fastener to my dungaree. My slit clenched as it popped open. I glanced at all the people walking by.

Any one of them could look over and spot us. I wiggled my pelvis while Pam gasped. My sodden panties came into thought. The olfactory property of sex—salty cum and my sweet pussy—filled my nose as my jeans dropped down my wan thigh. I shivered, the good afternoon turning into evening. It was fall, and Night were getting cold. Soon, I would n't be able to receive this sort of fun outside.

What a shame.

I shoved down my pantie, Clint right behind me. I felt his eyes on me. Mine were locked on the pass pedestrian. Many walked in such a hastiness, not looking around the parking lot or were staring at their headphone, oblivious to a barely legal girl naked from the waistline down about to be fucked by her half-brother.

"You 're really going to fuck her out here ?"Pam asked in shock.

"Of course of instruction he is,"Lee said."Mistress is such an show-off. Do n't you remember this dayspring ?"

"Well, I know that,"Pam said, biting her lip and looking around."But ... people might see."

"I know,"I said.

Then Clint 's zipper rasped. His fastener snapped. Jeans rustled. I groaned, unable to look back, fixating on all the people who might see me. Would it be the business char hurrying towards the drug store ? The construction worker, his jeans stained with paint ? The flower child with his fake glasses and dungaree tightfitting than mine ? The goth girl with every inch of her boldness pierced ?

I moaned loud and wanton as Clint rubbed his rooster on my pussy lips."Yes, yes, fuck me. ram down me. I love it, Clint."

"Such a perv,"he said, the tip of his cock nudging my clit.

"You would know."

"Oh, my god,"Pam said, her voice strained.

"It 'll be okay,"Clint said and then he thrust into me.

I gasped,"Yes !"as his dick rammed into my sloppy depth. My sidekick 's cock filled me. In public. Where anyone could see me."Fuck me !"

I was n't quiet. I moaned, his flesh slapping hard against my ass. My nerve jiggled while the car 's shocks groaned. It rocked from the force of Clint 's poke. His custody gripped my hips as he grunted, pounding me, taking out his foiling with Zoey on my tight snatch.

And it was marvellous. Amazing. Stupendous.

The pleasance rushed through me, meeting the exhilarating charge of being fucked in public. I wanted to yank off my top as I rocked back into his thrusts. I let out loud groan. A girl glanced over at me, her optic widening. I winked at her.

She let out a nervous giggle as she hurried to her car.

"She 's watching you,"Clint growled."Damn, your twat clenched so difficult when she saw you."

"It was sooooo hot,"I moaned, my clit throbbing, slapped by his testis. He fucked me harder, faster."Oh, god, I 'm such an show-off slut."

"Yes,"he growled."Is n't she, Pam ?"

"I guess,"Pam said.

"I am !"I moaned."Oh, yes, fuck me !"

The girl glanced over at me again as she reached her car. I let out another moan. She giggled again and climbed into her car. It was so hot to be seen, watched. I bet she was so jealous of me. That she wanted to be me, hang over her car and fucked by such a hot, youthful stud.

I bucked back harder into Clint, the friction electrocution in my pussy. He was so thick, fucking so deep into me. I loved it. I gasped louder and louder, moaning, trousering, screaming out my pleasure. It built so fast in me.

"Oh, god, Clint,"I groaned."I 'm going to cum."

"Already ?"Pam gasped.

"She 's an exhibitionist ..."Lee trailed off."Um, enthusiast."

"Yes, yes, yes !"I moaned."Oh, Clint, oh, god, I love you. bed me harder ! Make me cum !"

"Slutty perv,"he growled and his hand slapped down on my ass."Cum. Let them all hear you. Let them all know you 're such a trollop !"

"Yes !"

Clint slammed into my puss. His Lucille Ball smacked hard into my clit. Pleasure sparked through me. I bucked, shuddered. My pussy clenched down so hard on his dick. I gasped, my back arching as the friction shivered through me.

Everything swirled through me : his turncock pumping in my hot cunt already wide-cut of his incestuous seed ; his clod smacking my clit ; his hand spanking my ass again ; and the tingle sparked by the middle-aged man who paused in his walk to take care at me, his wife continuing on. His jaw dropped. He stared at me being fucked.

"Yes !"I howled and came."I 'm cumming !"

The married woman paused, glancing over. Her face paled. She glanced back at her husband as he stared in electrical shock at me. My pussy spasmed about Clint 's cock. My back arched. Rapture flooded through my torso. They were both watching me cum.

"I 'm cumming on my brother 's cock !"I screamed.

The woman mouthed"brother."Her eyes were so wide-cut. The bag of food for thought in her hand fell to the ground.

My twat writhed about Clint 's rooster. This was so wild. So hot. This was the best sex ever. I thrashed, my brainpower simmering with endorphins. They surged through me. My eyes fluttered. I groaned and gasped, my cunt milking his cock.

"Cum in me, brother,"I moaned.

"Yes,"he snarled and buried into me.

His workforce gripped my hips tight. His cock spurted his cum into my spasming astuteness. My sexual climax grew hotter as the couple watched my blood brother flood me with his seed. Maybe he would breed me this evening. I was nearing the eye of my round. I wanted his baby so badly.

"breed me,"I groaned."Oh, yes. Pump all that cum into me. Yes !"

"Fuck,"Clint groaned."You are such a perv, sis."

"Such a perv,"I moaned, collapsing forward onto the hood of my car. I groaned, squirmed, staring at the couple as they watched in mouth shock and maybe lustfulness. The woman 's boldness were now burning, her hips shifting. I could see the bulge in her husband 's denim. I bet he had n't been so backbreaking in awhile.

"Jesus Christ,"Clint groaned and pulled his cock out of me."You are a great screwing, sis."

"So are you, bro,"I groaned."Mmm, I love feeling my brother 's cum leak down my thighs."

"They were watching,"Pam moaned.

"Master is such a stud,"Lee grinned, rubbing her snatch through her clothing.

"strain, you 're driving us home."He pulled Pam 's cay out of his pocket, dropping them on the hood beside me.

"You 're not driving ?"I panted, buzzing. The match hurried away, their bag of food forgotten.

"I need to think,"he said, opening the backrest room access. Pam gasped as he seized her and pulled her in after.

I blinked, shivered, my physical structure buzzing with raptus. I really did n't require to take. I wanted to sleep after that awing cum. I sighed and yanked up my jeans and panties, not bothering to fasten up, and hurried around the car.

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Clint Elliston

"Clint ?"Pam said."You 're still hard."

"That pill your mom gave him turned him into a horndog,"giggled Lee."He 'll be even speculative now. Fuck every pussy he can."

I glanced at Lee, a bratty smile on her fount. She was slipping back into her old behavior. I would take to deal with her. But not now. I had another job. Zoey. What should I do about Zoey ? She lied to me. She promised to be subservient, to join the harem, and she lied.

Why ?

Pam pushed down her pantie while she squirmed on my lap. She understood what I needed. I just had to experience her hot pussy around my cock while I thought. She hiked her skirt. My Japanese half-sister then grabbed my hammer and brought it to her cunt.

And slid down it.

"Oh, Clint,"she groaned, my munition going around her waist, holding her."Oh, that 's nice."

"You all look so well-heeled back there,"air sighed as she started the car.

"I just fucked you where everyone could check,"I said."I think you 've had your fun."

"I did,"strain said, brightening up.

"Yes, she did,"chortled Lee.

I definitely had to do something about Lee.

I concentrated on Zoey. A plan percolated in the back of my brain. She had to be punished for lying to the family for weeks. I had to get her to intromit what she was doing and, hopefully, it was n't anything illegal. Why else would she have lied about it ? What job could be more unenviable to her than working at Dairy fairy or another fast food for thought restaurant ?

I pulled out my phone, my dick throb in Pam 's cunt. She squirmed, working her pussy an column inch or so up and down my stopcock. Just enough for the clash to ache the tip of my cock and send pleasure shooting through me.

"Clint,"Pam sighed over and over."Oh, Clint."

It was a wonderful sound.

It was awkward texting with Pam on my lap, but it was Charles Frederick Worth it. With just my thumb, I typed out,"Hey, Zoey, what time are you off piece of work tonight ?"

A import later."Should be home by 9 PM. Not a late slip like the weekend."

"trade good. Looking forward to it. Make sure you bring Stefani home. Everyone wants to check her lick my cum out of your pussy."I had fucked Zoey before school this morning and ordered her to have Stefani lick her clean.

And she had to film it.

"It 's a hot video,"she texted back staring with extra emoticons."She 's aegir for it. I 'll add her home."

"commodity. Oh, bring some ice ointment back for everyone. Love DQ Blizzards. shuffling mine with M & M's."

"Sure."Her response terse. I imagined her panicking."Got to go. I 'm at work. roll in the hay you."

"Love you,"I said, leaning back, my dick throbbing. What was she up to ?

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Cheryl Elliston

I hummed as I put the roast into the oven. I set the timekeeper. I bit my lip, my helping hand vibration, as I glanced down at the cabinet. My heart thudded. It was so naughty of me to buy it. But one glass would n't spite. Clint was n't home. He was at his job audience with Pam 's mom.

I hoped he fucked her.

Alicia was up in her room and my sister was grading newspaper at the dining way table. She would n't tattle on me, right ? I opened the locker, pulled out the box wine I picked up on my way domicile from work. I used to hold a trash of wine every nighttime before Clinton. I did n't take to drink more. I had Clint now.

The front door opened.

"I ca n't trust you 're still hard,"melodic phrase was saying."What is that lozenge your mom gave him, Pam."

My warmness clenched. I pushed the boxed wine back into the console, turned around, closing it as Clint, Pam, Melody, and Lee trooped into the kitchen. My stomach twisted in fear. Why did I buy the wine ? Clint ordered me not to salute. He was concerned. Yes, I was drinking a lot after Clinton 's death. I needed something to dampen the grief.

"Hi, Master,"I said."How 's Mommy-slut 's big, substantial son doing ? Did you fuck Ms. Hiragawa ?"

"I did,"Clint said, that cocky grin spreading across his lips."And that 's not the only thing."He grabbed Pam."Does n't she look familiar ?"

I peered at Pam. She had those authoritative, Japanese features Clinton, and our son, loved so lots : pale-olive peel, slanted center, a round face, delicate horn in and os zygomaticum, a petite frame, a submissive spirit about her. There was something familiar. Vicky and I had brought home many Asian fille and womanhood to receive trio with Clinton and ...

Hiragawa ... That last name was familiar.

"My female parent 's public figure is Asuka,"Pam said.

"Asuka ..."My eyes widened."Oh, my god, that was twenty years ago. We had just found out I was pregnant with Clint and Vicky with Melody. We were still living in the diminished apartment. Oh, my god ..."My eyes widened. Pam was the Saame age as Clint, maybe a month younger."You 're ... You 're DeWitt Clinton 's girl ?"

Pam nodded.

Tears burned in my eyes. A rush of maternally love snapshot through me. I grabbed the girl, pulling her to me. I hugged her to my breasts. Her font pressed the apron I wore, the solely thing covering my naked body, in between my titty, exposing my hard nipples. Here was another piece of my husband and on-key master.

It was a miracle. It was rattling. Her weapon went around me, holding me as I rocked her. I kissed at the silky diadem of black hair, smelling how sweet she was. The tears fell down my brass. I hoped President Clinton was watching us from Heaven.

"I wish you could have met him,"I said, my voice breaking."Why did n't Asuka ever tell us ?"
"She was confused,"Clint said. He had his arms around tune and Lee, both of whom were looking watery-eyed eyed.

Vicky walked in defenseless from the dining room, her large tit jigging. Her centre were all-embracing as she came over and hugged Pam from fundament."I remember your mother. She was waste. We had a lot of fun with her, but then she had to go to college and we lost spot with her."

"It 's his girl, Vicky,"I said to my sister, babbling with joy."Is n't that tremendous ?"

She nodded her head.

"schoolmaster,"my vocalization cracked as I spoke,"may I make love to your girlfriend ? The knock has thirty minutes before it 's ready."

"Yeah,"Clint nodded. He pushed Lee down to her human knee. She reached for his zipper."She 's has a sweet payload of my cum in her. Enjoy."

"Thank you, Sir,"I breathed then stared down at Pam."How does that audio, dear ? You 're like my own daughter, you know ?"

"It sounds wonderful,"Pam said, her eyes brimming with tears."I wish I knew him. But I 'm so glad I have a bigger family. It 's been mom and me for so long ..."

"I know."

I cupped her tear-stained impertinence, lifted her expression, and lowered my back talk to snog her. It was electric. A shiver ran through my body as I nibbled on her lips. She trembled between me and my sister, her tongue brushing my lips, her hands sliding down to squeeze my raw ass.

Oh, she was wonderful. Just perfect. Clinton made another beautiful girl for me to enjoy.

Alicia came downstairs, her Brown hair gathered into pigtails."Hi,"she said brightly, skipping over to Clint having his cock sucked. Then she paused."Big sis, what 's got you all watery-eyed ?"

Melody explained while Vicky and I led Pam out of the kitchen. I heard Alicia let out a gasp of shock, my eye quivering. We padded up the stairs. I could n't wait to devour this missy with my sister. To make her scream and gasp again.

Clinton 's daughter !

We reached the sea captain bedroom—Clint 's new room—my sister and I kissing Pam. We took turns cupping her face, pressing our hot lips to hers as the three of us navigated to the bed. Pam moaned, eager and lithe, her diagonal center fluttering behind her glasses.

We pressed her down to the bed. I yanked off my apron, bearing my prominent tits—the swelled in the family. Pam moaned, staring at me and my voluptuous babe as we crawled onto the bed. My breasts dangled down as we reached her blouse.

"Let 's get her naked,"I moaned.

"Oh, yes,"Vicky purred, her melanise hair brushing my bleached-blonde tresses.

Our fingers worked the buttons of Pam 's blouse. She gasped and squirmed, her look twisting with turmoil. We exposed her blank bra, containing her round of golf tits. That had to go. In mo, her breasts were unornamented, pale and dusky, nipple dark brown and so cute.

Hungrily, I popped the right one into my mouth. I sucked hard, my impudence hollowing. She gasped, squirming on the bed as I loved her nipple. With a purr, Vicky engulfed the other one. She sucked loud, her lips popping off the low nub over and over, making Pam 's breast quiver.

"Oh, wow,"Pam groaned."Oh, I have two aphrodisiacal female parent sucking on my nipples. Oh, this is so naughty."

"You just bonk it, do n't you ?"I purred."Almost as much as you love my big, strong son 's cock fucking your pussy."

"Almost,"she agreed, nodding her flushing side."Oh, Ms ... I mean, Vicky, suck my nipple."

"Suck her teat,"I purred, kissing down her trunk. I loved her stomach while my baby squeezed both of Pam 's titty, fingers sinking into firm flesh. Pam gasped, her mammilla quivering while Vicky licked back and onward across them.

I licked around Pam 's stomach. She was Clint 's baby, but no one knew that. He could espouse her, and no one would recall it was Wyrd. How prosperous for them. It was a miracle that we found her again. Like it was fate or something.

I pushed up my girl 's skirt—she was Clint 's future wife and my husband 's child, so she was my daughter—exposing white panties soaked by her juice. And my son 's cum. I could smell it. I groaned, licking my lips.

I pushed aside her step-in'voider, exposing her matted, ignominious bush. It was buddy-buddy as her mother 's, hiding her kitty backtalk. Clint 's cum and her succus stained the night hairsbreadth. I licked through the silk, savoring her tart cream and his salty jizz. My son 's spunk coated my tongue as I lapped through his babe 's pubic mound.

"Oh, Cheryl,"she moaned."Oh ... Mommy-slut. Oh, that 's so nice. Oh, yes. Lick your son 's cum out of my pussy."

"Yes,"purred Vicky between sucks on her nipples."Make her explode on your lips."

"Yes,"I groaned. I buried my face into her pussy, her curls tickling my face. They felt so wonderfully naughty. I tongued through her, licking, lapping, enjoying her. She groaned, humping against me, her moan and gasps echoing through the air.

I loved them. They were amazing. I licked and tongued through her sheepcote, gathering every drop of my son 's jizz I could find in her hot silk. I wiggled my lingua into her, swirling it around while she gasped and squirmed. Her thighs clenched about my face.

She made the cutest sounds. My pussy clenched. I ignored it. I was here to pleasure Pam. She was one of my schoolmistress 's. I shivered. I loved it. I had a captain and two mistresses in melody and Pam. It was so wonderful. So hot. So naughty.

Clint was such a scantling. I gave birth to a dominating, knock-down man.

My tongue licked grueling, diving through her folds. My hips rocked back and forth, juices dribbling down my thighs. I dragged my spit through her hot, juicy profoundness, flicking her clit. Her pubic whisker tickled my face and intrude as I probed so deep into her.

"Oh, yes. Two Mommy-sluts licking me. Oh, wow. You 're both making me feel amazing ! I love it !"

"Mmm, you 're just so scrumptious,"purred Vicky."I knew you were special."

"Thank you,"Pam groaned."You gave me this."

She seized Vicky and pulled my baby in for a hot osculation. Their tongues danced together as I lapped through her pussy. I wiggled my pelvic arch, my clit ache, throbbing, begging to be touched. But I had self-discipline. I concentrated on Pam 's pleasure. I sucked on her throbbing clit, buried in the flexure of her pussy.

She moaned into my sister 's rim. She spasmed. And then she came.

Tart juices flooded out of her pussy. They inundated my mouth. I drank them, savoring them. I made her cum. I made Clinton 's daughter explode. She bucked and thrashed, her lip locked to my Sister 's. Her rhythm tit quivered. She made the cutest sounds.

Her dead body bucked a final time. I took a shoemaker's last lick through her pussy, a huge smile on my facial expression. She broke the kiss with Vicky, staring at me."Oh, thank you, Mommy-slut. That was grand. I 'm so glad I 'm apart of your family."

I moved up her body, my boob dragging across her raw stomach then nudging her white meat. Our nipples brushed, shooting frisson through me."So am I."

I leaned down and kissed her knockout on the mouth. Her lingua lapped out, tasting her own succus. She wiggled and squirmed, her hand thrusting between my thigh. I gasped as she rubbed at my hot pussy.

"Oh, yes,"gasped Vicky."Oh, you odorous thing. digit my snatch."

I broke the kiss, glancing at my sister, her face overrefinement in delight. I leaned over, giving her a kiss, letting her taste sensation how delicious Pam was. Our rim met, our sisterly warmth growing as Pam 's finger's breadth slid across our pussies. She found my clit, rubbing intemperate, tear joy through my body.

I groaned, not fighting my coming. She was my mistress. And I knew she wanted me to cum.

Vicky 's titty brushed my side as she pressed tighter against us. Our kiss deepened. I loved my Sister so a good deal. I loved kissing her, cumming with her. My pussy ached and throbbed. juice poured out as Pam kept rubbing us, driving me wild with passion.

I shivered, shuddered. And then I came.

I broke the kiss."Oh, Pam. Oh, you sweet thing !"

I writhed on top of my new girl, holding my sister. She came with me, her face twisting with pleasure. It shuddered through me. It was wonderful. It gave me such a joy, helping to fill the cakehole Bill Clinton 's Death left in my spunk. Every day, my family gave me a niggling more.

"Damn, that was hot,"my son said as I quivered on Pam 's finger. He stood in the doorway."But we need to talk about Zoey.

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Zoey Elliston

"Oh, god, I am so emotional,"Stefani said, grabbing the tray of DQ rash we bought on our way home from working at the flashing glister, a strip club."Your Brother is such a stud."

"Yeah,"I said, my stomach twirl. Was Clint going to demand I bring food for thought back every night I worked at the flight strip club ? Maybe I should recite him the truth. But ... would he be mad ? I agreed to bring together his serail and then spent the final five hours stripping, giving lap dances, and letting unknown man touch my physical structure. Not my snatch or pap, but my thighs, rosehip, stomach.

Two even came while I gave them lap dances, their jizz soaking through their sweatpants to stain my ass.

"Come on,"Stefani said, her green eyes sparkling."Let 's go, Yunie."

Yunie, short for unicorn, was her cognomen for me. I called her Dandi, short for dandelion. We had used these names since we were tike. We even had them tattooed on our pubic cumulation : a galloping unicorn on mine, a smart, yellow flower on hers.

She climbed out of my car. I sighed, grabbed the second cardboard drink tray with the balance of the Blizzards, and got out. I did n't even have a DQ uniform. I was shocked no one in the crime syndicate had commented on that. The security luminousness on the service department blazed on as we walked to the front door, flooding us with light. A second light on the porch lit up import later as we neared. The living room lightness were on, but the curtains were pulled tight.

"Ooh, we 're going to see our movie while Clint fucks me,"groaned Zoey."This is going to be so fucking hot."

"Yeah,"I nodded, pushing down my nerves. I fumbled to get my keys out of my purse—why did I put them away after turning off my car ? —and managed to get the front door overt."Hello."

"In here,"Clint said, his vocalization stern.

Stefani and I walked into the livelihood room. A curlicue of beige Mexican valium and a verge massager were spread out across the life elbow room carpet. Clint stood over them, raw and powerful, his weapon crossed, his side hard, glaring at us and ...

"Oh, dump,"I groaned. He knew.

He nodded his head."After our job interview, we stopped by your piece of work for dinner party. Only ..."

"Only, I do n't make for for Dairy Queen."I trembled, my heart racing. I was a year older than Clint, but I felt like a little girl caught with her handwriting in the cooky jar beneath his eyes."I ..."

"You lied to me and the family."

I swallowed.

"Um ..."Stefani took a step back."well ... I 'll be going."

"Stefani, you will clean naked and sit your ass on the couch,"Clint growled,"and keep an eye on Zoey 's penalty for lying."

"penalty ?"I gasped, choking."I 'm not Mom or Lee or auntie Vicky ! I 'm not one of your—"

"You 're still my woman."His vocalization cracked with authority."And you lied to us. Me. For workweek. To your family that you claim you want to belong to."

I lowered my question."I was ... embarrassed."

"Embarrassed ?"

The tray of Blizzards quivered in my mitt."I ... I ..."

"What are you doing, Zoey ?"

Stefani gave me a supportive, commiserating aspect, setting her tray down on the coffee tabular array. Then, with the acquisition of a sprigger, she undressed, baring her round chest, nipples pierced by Au ringing. I watched her out of the corner of my eyes as I squirmed. Clint 's eyes bored into me.

"Answer me."

The assurance cracked in his voice. He sounded just like Dad."I ... I ... oeuvre at the ..."I took a deep breath."The Flashing Glitter."

Clint blinked in jounce."Wait, what ? The landing strip night club ? As a waitress ?"

I shook my head.

"You 're a stripper ?"incredulity burned in his vocalisation. And something else. Something ... possessive.

"It was my estimate,"Stefani said."We both like being cockteases, so ..."She shut up when Clint stared at her. She blushed, lowering her gaze and then wiggled out of her chick and thong.

"So you 're a stripper,"Clint growled, marching forward and snagging the Blizzards out of my hands. He set them on the coffee table."Then strip."

"Clint ... I 'm sorry—"

"I told you to strip."His part boomed with agency. It was n't ire I heard in his interpreter, but dashing hopes. I flushed unfit and then yanked off my loose bra, exposing the lacy bra I wore beneath. I reached behind me, unhooking it, my orotund mammilla spilling out. They were almost as big as Mom's.

He watched in muteness, his dick thrusting hard before him as I stripped. I did n't feel sexy like I did at the club. I did n't jiggle my articulatio coxae and strut and move with languorous saving grace. I felt ashamed, naked, exposed. I wanted to extend my tits the moment they were bare. I wanted to dethaw into the base, to vanish beneath his gaze.

"I—"

I clamped my mouth shut, shivering at his commanding eyes. I pushed off my skirt, tights, and panties, standing naked before him. My centre flicked down to the rope and verge massager, its thick, round head thrusting from the end of the farsighted grip. It was a Hitachi. I knew they made the intimately"personal massagers."I thought about buying one a few times.

It must be Mom 's. But why was it here ?

Clint grabbed the coil of ropes."You know, Dad taught me a lot about international nautical mile and how to secure things. I never realized just what he was training me for."

I swallowed.

"When I discovered rope bondage on the internet, I thought about all those knots I had learned from Dad. But I still did n't cook the association of what he wanted to teach me, how he was grooming me."He formed a eyelet at the end, tying a slip gnarl to give up him to cinch it tight.

I shivered.

"But he was getting me ready to accept my own seraglio of sisters. And sometimes, your women need to be punished. Need to be bound, restrained."

"Punished ?"I gasped, angriness surging through my shame."I am not one of the sex slave, small Brother. Remember. You told me I did n't have to be."

"I know,"Clint said."And you 're not. But you need to be punished. When you 've done something wrong, you have to pay the toll. This is it."

"You 're going to tie me up and, what, spank me ?"I huffed, folding my arms beneath my breasts.

"I 'm not going to spank you."He snapped the rope."But I am going to tie you up."

"No fucking way. I 'm sorry I lied. I 'm deplorable I 'm a exotic dancer. I 'll quit, if that 's what you want. But you 're not punishing me."

"Fine."he said."There 's the door."

He pointed at the battlefront door. My jaw dropped."You 'll kick me out of my own home ?"

"My home plate. We had this conversation yesterday, remember ? My domicile. My dominion. You want to be apart of this, then you have to follow them. You lied to me, Zoey. Accept your penalization or you can impress in with Stefani tonight."

"Clint,"I gasped, taking a gradation forward."Please, Clint. I am sorry."

"Prove it."He held up the roofy."Prove you really want to belong to our family."

I bit my lip, trembling. Tears burned my centre. I did n't want to be punished, but ... I loved my menage. I loved my little pal. I loved being a part of his harem. The shivers grew tough. tears fell down my cheeks.

"Well ?"he asked, his voice dropping. I could hear ... annoyance in it. He did n't want to quetch me out. But ... He had to be strong. He had to be in charge. And I did lie to the folk. Dad would give bent me over his lap and spanked me for that.

And now Clint was the man of the menage. I had to prize that. I made a choice yesterday. Dad always said,"If you decide to do something, stick through it. Do n't give up because it 's hard whether that 's your job or your family relationship, Zoey."

I nodded my head.

"Say it."

"Little brother, will you delight punish me ?"My cheeks burned. God, that was humiliating to say. How did Lee get off on this ?

"Good."

He moved with confidence. You would have thought he had tied up a lot of girls before. He started at my ankle, pulling the loop tight about it. He bound my articulatio talocruralis tight together before wrapping the ropes about my calf. He paused before he got to my thigh, grabbed the Hitachi wand massager, and shoved the round question against my twat, the organic structure trapped by my thighs.

My heart widened."What ?"

He bound my thighs tight together, the rope fibers biting into my shape. It was irritating. I squirmed, my pussycat mouth rubbing on the massager 's head. These things could really hum. They had to be plugged into the wall. This one 's long corduroy ran to the nearby outlet.

He grinned at me as he drew the Mexican valium up to my shank. He anchored it there with a tight cinch that dug into my form before making a radiation pattern of crossing ball field across my belly. He climbed to my enceinte breasts. Those he bound, squeezing the base, forcing them to bag outward. My bosom throbbed.

"Clint,"I groaned, my tits feeling swollen.

He smacked a mammilla."Punishment."

"Yes,"I agreed.

"Oh, my god, this is shibari,"moaned Stefani."Japanese rope slavery. I 've seen this on the internet. Hot !"

My cheeks burned uncollectible as my girlfriend watched with such lust on her eyes, her thighs spread wide, flashing her plane pussy, her fingers stroking the petal of her blowball tattoo. Then I gasped as Clint yanked my hands behind my back, bound them to my body. I groaned, wiggling, bent over. He pushed me down, my case into the carpet, raising up my ass.

"There,"he said, pulling the final exam length of forget me drug. I was cocooned by it, trapped, none of my branch able to make a motion, my thigh pressed about the physical structure of the massager. He reached between my ramification."No cumming, Zoey, until I let you."

"What ?"I gasped.

And then he turned on the wand massager.

pleasure exploded across my pussy. It hummed and throbbed, buzzing against my pussy lip and clitoris. The vibrations shivered through me, churning my pussy to molten heat in the blink of an eye. My back arched. I groaned in pure joy, my orgasm construction so fast, so swift as I writhed, ineffectual to do Sir Thomas More than wiggle my body.

And I could n't cum.

"Clint,"I groaned, my twat assaulted by the vibration. thrill rippled through my consistency. I tingled, my toes curling."Oh, my god, Clint."

"Zoey,"he grinned, moving to the sofa. He seized Stefani, pulling her onto the floor. She did n't resist. He pushed her down rightfulness before me, her legs propagate wide."Mmm, you 're wet, Stefani."

"This is so hot,"she groaned.

"Dandi,"I gasped.

"Sorry, Yunie."Then she shivered as Clint mounted her."Oh, you 're going to fuck me now ?"
"You want to date my sister, right ?"Clint asked, rubbing his cock up and down her shaved pussy.

"I do."She gave a wicked giggle."And if I have to have a go at it you to do it, well, that makes this even hotter."She grabbed his ass and pulled him down into her pussy.

He grunted as he penetrated her. The first real cock to ever fuck my girl 's cunt. Oh, she had plenty of dildos, vibrators, ben wa balls, and fingerbreadth in her pussycat. But never a dick. She gasped, wrapping her thighs about his waistline as his chunk swung and smacked into her taint over and over.

I had a strawman row seat to the penetration. Stefani 's pussy mouth were wrapped tight about my little chum 's dick, his ballock thwacking over and over into her consistence. His muscular, gorgeous ass pumping away. I could smell her tangy juice. They leaked out, dribbling down to her ass as she gasped and moaned, humping into him.

"Yes, yes, yes, fuck me, Clint !"she moaned."Oh, wow. You have a huge putz. I knew you would be such a stud poker ! Fuck, yes ! I wish I had a sexy footling comrade to fuck !"

"Guess I 'll get to do,"Clint growled, thrusting harder, pounding her with such intensity.

It was torture. My pussy clenched, my juices soaking the vibrating headway of the massager. It churned me. It made me quiver and heave. I grit my teeth, the coming building, swelling, growing in my depths. A huge explosion aching to bristle through me.

"No,"I groaned, fighting against it as I stared at my slight brother 's thickset cock reaming my girl 's pussy. I could hear the wet sound of him sliding into her depths, the way she moaned, gasped.

"Yes, yes, yes,"gasped Stefani."Oh, Yunie, your little buddy is awesome."

"And your girl is tight, Zoey,"grunted Clint."screwing, what a expectant cunt."

"It 's a tremendous cunt,"I moaned, squirming, so well-chosen for my girlfriend that she could feel my trivial brother 's hammer."Oh, my god, Clint, I want to cum already."

"Better not,"he warned, slamming his cock into my girlfriend.

"Shit,"I groaned, my cheek rubbing on the carpet as I squirmed.

My clit throbbed and my puss sass ached. The vibe shivered through me. I squirmed more and more. It was secured tight against my slit. There was no succor. No safety valve. Nothing I could do could get my pussy from it.

I wanted the agony to end. I wanted to give up to my orgasm. But I fought it off. I would stay in this family. I would pee it up to Clint for lying. I would n't cum no matter how practically I desired that explosion of bliss.

Oh, god, I would explode.

No, no, do n't call back about that.

"Shit,"gasped Stefani."Oh, your stopcock. I 'm going to cum so hard on it. I bet you want that, stud."

"Yes,"he growled."Cum all over my gumshoe. Let me find that twat massage it. I 'm going to flood you with so much cum."

"Gon na breed me like you 're breeding your sisters ?"

Another frisson ran through me as Clint grunted,"Yes !"

This was too much. How could I campaign this ? I had to. I had to keep from cumming. I clenched my jaws, moaning as my dentition soil. My nipples ached. My chest throbbed, the bindings biting in so trench. I gasped and squirmed, my back arching, my weapon system fighting the bonds. My finger's breadth twitched, wanting to undo the international nautical mile and free myself.

Stefani squealed. I knew that sound. She was cumming on my little brother 's cock. Her juice flooded out around his shaft. He grunted, driving into her depths. His chunk thwacked so heavily into her. He grunted.

Came.

His back arched as he flooded her with blow after gust of his jizz. He spurted into her. He basted her pussy. She gasped, milking him. He drove into her, his butt clenching. My pussy begged for relief, my labia blunt with disco biscuit. My clitoris ached, throbbed.

I had to cum.

"Please, Clint,"I groaned."Oh, my god, I 'm going to cum."

"bettor not,"he warned, groaning as he pulled his peter out of Stefani 's pussy.

Cum leaked out. His cum. It dribbled down to her ass.

Clint rose and seized my bald-faced haircloth. With relief, he dragged me forward and shoved my boldness into my girl 's pussycat. Stefani, still quivering from her orgasm, gasped as I plunged my glossa into her crimp, licking my short brother 's cum out of her snatch.

Oh, my god, it was amazing. Awesome.

"tinker's dam !"I gasped, my orgasm almost bursting through me. I held on, concentrating as hard as I could on not exploding. On not cumming so hard on the vibrator.

I. Would. Not. Cum.

Clint seized my ass. His wet peter rubbed against my butt-cheeks. He parted them. My eyes widened. I groaned as he rubbed the head of his turncock on my asshole. I lifted my head from Stefani 's pussy.

"Please,"I groaned."You have to let me cum. This is torture."

"No, it 's punishment."

Clint thrust his pussy-soaked hammer into my asshole. I gasped, the burning pleasance shooting down to my pussy. I planted my typeface into Stefani 's cunt, screaming out my defeat as my orgasm begged to blow up. The humming attacked my puss as his cock pounded my ass.

I clenched down on his thrusting cock, increasing the detrition burn in my intestine, and sobbed,"Please, Clint. I need to cum. I do n't want to disobey you. I do n't want to go away the family. I love you all. But ... I 'm at my limits. I ca n't ... Oh, please, Clint. Please, little brother, I want to stay !"

He thrust his pecker deep into my bowel, his orchis smacking my taint."That 's what I wanted to hear. Cum !"

"I love you, piffling brother !"I howled as I exploded.

My puss erupted with joy. The burst, held back for so long, detonated with such great power. Rapture slammed through my body. It crashed through my mind. I moaned into my girlfriend 's pussy as rapture tossed my nous around.

My bowel spasmed on Clint 's thrusting gumshoe. Juices squirted out of my cunt around the vibrator. I groaned. Gasped. I trembled. My pussy observe cumming. The humming vibrator did not relent. And neither did my footling brother 's dick.

He pounded my asshole. He churned me up as the raptus kept bursting interior of me. I screamed into Stefani 's kitty-cat. My visual modality fuzzed. So a good deal pleasance shot through me. Clint 's dick pounded me so hard. He slammed so deep into my burning son of a bitch.

It was all so complete. So terrific. He had forgiven me for being a liar. For deceiving him. And he made me recognize just how much I wanted to be in this family. How much I loved him and my sisters, my mom, my auntie, and my lady friend. I did n't want to lose this. I wanted to share this with Stefani. I wanted her to experience this Lapp joy with me.

To be apart of my piffling crony 's harem.

Clint 's cum flooded my asshole as the pleasance burned my mentation away. I was a quivering mass of transport. My gut milked his cock. The ecstasy surged me higher and higher and slammed me right into darkness.

I ached when my eyes fluttered open. My pussy felt numb, still tingling like the vibrator still hummed against it. Cum leaked out of my sore asshole. I shivered, subdued workforce stroking my head. I lay on Stefani 's lap. She smiled down on me.

"You were out for XXX minutes, Yunie,"she grinned."Oh, my god, you exploded."

"Yes, you did, big sister,"cheered Alicia.

"We all watched on the camera,"Melody nodded."Had ourselves a wild, lezzie bacchanalia upstairs."

"So you 're a stripper,"Lee said."That is sooooo cool."

"Explains where all her money is coming from,"Mom said."I did n't even oppugn how you could give me five hundred a week and still could buy a car. Even a used one."

I blushed."I have even more money. I ... I held back, not sure how to admit I was making at least a thousand a night."

"She made three thousand on Saturday,"giggled Stefani."Those big tits ! She always makes just a little to a greater extent than me."

"red cent,"Clint said, his arm around an Asian cleaning lady who must be Pam 's mother. She was naked, too. I guess she was apart of the harem. His other arm was around a defenseless Pam."You 're forgiven, Zoey."

"Thank you,"I breathed."I love you all so much."

They swarmed me, hugged me, loved me. I was so lucky to be part of my trivial crony 's harem.

To be continued ...