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

Clint Elliston

Melody 's blonde hair danced about her shoulder as she looked around the food market fund parking lot. We were between the family 's SUV and a large, green pickup truck. I wiggled the grape-flavored Popsicle in my hand, a long, slender tube of violet ice wrapped in plastic. My shaft throbbed hard in my gasp again despite just cumming on my short baby 's nerve. Alicia stood beside tonal pattern, her eyes wide behind her methamphetamine hydrochloride, her browned hair in pigtails.

"soul 's going to see,"Melody complained as her hands went to her jean'fastener. My nineteen-year-old half-sister, outdo friend, lover, and sex hard worker unsnapped her jeans. The zipper rasped down, her blonde landing strip leading to her knock off pussycat peeking out of the open fly. She wore no panties. Those were in my pocket. I took them from all three inside the store while we shopped.

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

"You know it does, asshole,"tonal pattern said, though there was a playful match to her row. She was a tomboy even if she was dressing so sexy the last few mean solar day. We had grown up together, unspoiled champion, only a calendar month apart in age. I thought we were cousin, but it turned out our mothers, who were baby, were my dad 's lovers. Melody and her sister Lee were actually my half-sisters.

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

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

"Do you, big comrade ?"Alicia asked, her eighteen-year-old voice so unseasoned and girlish. With her pigtails and pink, frilly attire, she looked even young than she was.

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

She nodded her head.

melody peeled her jeans down to her genu and held out her hand."okay, Clint. Let 's do this."
I reached into my sac and pulled out the pair of gray panty I had confiscated from her."You need these to trap the juice 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 tonal pattern, loving the way she shuddered. Her nipple were so tough, poking at the stuff. She wore no bra and her bout breasts molded to the textile. With a tremor, she ripped it off and held it out to me.

I arched an eyebrow at the proffered top, her white meat jiggling as she shivered, her twilit nipples dense nubs. Such a mix of submission and impertinence.

"Please,"she said.

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

"Asshole,"she muttered then turned around, pointing her butt, still red from her spanking, at me. I could smell her sweet musk as she kicked off her shoes and wiggled her dungaree down past her knees. juice trickled down her thighs.

I shoved my hand between her thigh, rubbing at her hot flesh. She moaned, shuddering, frozen with her jeans on around her ankle. I pushed a finger inside her sleek depths as I tore candid the formative subway system of the Popsicle with my teeth.

"Mmm, you are so hot, Melody."

"Because I 'm naked and anyone can see me,"she moaned, her articulatio coxae wiggling. She fucked back onto my fingers."You know what this does to me, do n't you ?"

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

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

sense of hearing her say that was intoxicating. I ripped my fingerbreadth from her pussy and pushed out the popsicle from its case. I brought it to her pussy and shoved the flash-frozen treat into the depths of her snatch. Her long, low moan made my dick throb.

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tonal pattern Samuels

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

Then Clint broke off the end and dropped my pantie on the ground."punter hurry before it all melt in that molten cunt."

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

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

"Yes,"I moaned, quickly stepping out of my dungaree 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 footstep pause. I froze, wondering if he would come back, realizing he had just seen a topless, nineteen-year-old missy out of the corner of his eye. I trembled, my cunt clenching down on the melting lolly, my panties growing soaked.

I shivered again, waiting.

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

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

I pulled up my jeans, fastening and zipping, my shivers growing worse. My miserable pussy grew numb from the frigidness. It was ... something I had to endure, for Clint. And that made it even more tremendous. Special. I was putting up with this freezing shaft shoved into my cunt for him. Submitting.

It made me want to frig my clit.

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

Clint pulled out a moment lolly, red. He held it and a pair of garden pink, frilly, schoolgirlish scanty. Alicia let out a jump yip."Me ? But, but ... It 's so cold."

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

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

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

I giggled, still shivering from the coldness."He chose cherry red 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 hand, squeezing it, loving the way she smiled at me. I was Clint 's first sex striver, the one he loved the most, but Alicia was clearly coming in as a finis secondment. I could n't charge him. She was so cute. So sinless. She just was made to be pampered and loved, her very affectedness begging such naughty acts to be performed on her body.

She lifted her skirt with her liberate hand, exposing the wispy, dark-brown pubic hair adorning her tight slit. She gasped, hazel centre widening as Clint shoved the cherry tree ice lolly into our lilliputian babe 's pussy. She squirmed her articulatio coxae. He broke off the end then held her panties for her to step into. He pulled them up her reduce legs slowly while Alicia 's teeth chattered, a red beadwork of juice trickling down her pale, inner thigh, meeting her girlish panties.

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

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

Clint pulled out the one-third one, Orange flavor, and grinned at his mother. She was already lifting her chick."squeeze it in, Sir. mamma needs her hot cunt 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 need the confessedly affection Clint gave me. And Alicia.

I wish I could oppose without any vacillation, to unsay all my veneration and just apply myself fully to Clint 's dictation. I wanted to. I trusted him, but there was a flyspeck part of me that made me verbalise off. If I kept it up, he would spank me again.

Did I want that ?

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

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

"Okay,"she said, crying brimming in her heart."I will."

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

Clint laughed, and I gave him a visible radiation biff on the arm. That only made him smiling more.

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

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

The drive home was excruciating. Even aunt Cheryl squirmed, her boldness clenching at the cold, numbing mess in her twat. And yet it was strangely exciting. My clitoris ached, and my mamilla were so operose. And, slowly, the finisher we got home, the more and more spirit returned to my pussy.

The more and more my pussy needed input.

I squirmed and groaned, my script rubbing at my dungaree. A large, wet spot had soaked through my step-in and the denim, spreading the assuredness liquid down my legs. Alicia bit her lip beside me, rocking back and forth.

And Clint watched us in the rearview mirror, such a please grin on his side. We did this for him. Three adult female suffering for his pleasance. And that only made me ruttish. Made me squirm between Alicia and Aunt Cheryl more and more.

"ride 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 stand the cold ?"

"Both,"I moaned, my kitty clenching. The Popsicle was in bit now, melting faster and faster. My puss spasmed."Oh, my god. Please, Clint."

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

"You 're just happy to reconcile to him,"Aunt Cheryl moaned."That 's what makes you hot. Your torso needs this, Alicia. You need him to spend a penny you do things you would never do on your own. You need to make him felicitous. It brings you such joy."

"Yes,"I moaned."nookie, Clint."I humped the air, the seatbelt fighting to keep me down."Faster. Speed. Saviour, drive like you do when you play grand thievery Auto."

"track over pedestrians on the pavement ?"Clint asked."Hitting every car in quite a little ? That wo n't get us there faster."

My toes curled in my shoes. The lastly bit of the lolly melted. The live on bit of ice gone, leaving a wet muddle slowly heating up by my desires. I threw back my point, groaning again as the SUV turned onto our street.

And then we were in the driveway. Clint put the SUV into ballpark. He turned off the ignition. He looked at us, squirming on the bench seat behind his. All of us moaning. aunt Chery 's bleached-blonde tresses brushed my natural blonde locks.

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

"Please. Mommy needs her big, impregnable 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 short sister with hungry eyes.

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

"You choose, Sir."aunt Cheryl squeezed her magnanimous breasts stretching out her conservativist dress.

Clint moved into the back, climbing over the central console with athletic ease. There was enough elbow room for him to kneel before he scooted to Alicia and pushed up her skirt. Her pink panties were a red great deal, the juices soaked through the privates and reaching up to her girdle. More succus coated her thighs with cytosmear of red. The scent of contrived cherry and bracing twat filled my nose.

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

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

Clint yanked down her step-in. The succus matted her brown hair. Bits of still melting slush clung to her sloshed pussy lower lip. Clint leaned down and licked, moaning in delight as he lapped at her vulva. I squirmed, pressing my thighs together as he cleaned her up.

His spit probed into her snatch, diving deep. He swirled it around, his fingers spreading her out-of-doors. Then he sealed her rima oris on her hole and sucked. Alicia gasped, her hips bucking and rising from the the seat.

"Big sidekick,"she moaned, her point tossing, glasses slipping on her face.

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

She humped her pussy against his face. Her paw found her tit through her cute top, pinching and rolling them. Her lip quivered. She was rushing towards her sexual climax. I could n't trust how libertine it was coming on her.

"Big buddy,"she screamed out, her thighs clamped about his head.

"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 trunk thrashed."Big crony ! Yes ! I love you ! thank you !"She slumped in her seat, gasping for breath, her face flushed.

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

"Uh-huh,"Clint said, his brim smeared with red-dyed pussy succus. He cupped Alicia 's font as he leaned up and planted a hot candy kiss on her lips. She shuddered, eyes fluttering closed, her body quiver. She got almost as a great deal joy from the kiss as the cunt licking.

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

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

Clint yanked my jeans and panties down to my ankles and circulate me apart. The grape juice leaked out of my kitty. We were ruining the upholstery, and I did n't care. I clenched my asleep sheath, trying to hold in his goody as he nuzzled forward to my shaved lips.

And then he licked.

His spit caressed my shaved vulva. It was so hot against my frigidness anatomy, almost burning. I spasmed from the intensity. It was such a contrast. He licked again, this clock time up to my clitoris before diving into my cold fold, gathering the grape-infused pussy juices. He groaned while I shuddered.

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

My benumb flesh came alert beneath his tongue. The shock of shooting hotshot made me thrash and shuddered. My head leaned back on the seat as his tongue jabbing into the depths of my slit, caressing my frozen novel, returning warmth to my cunt while sucking out the liquid sloshing inside of me. It poured into his sassing. I could find out him swallow.

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

My kitty-cat felt like I was overstimulated, drinking in far Thomas More pleasure than I normally would from being licked and touched. The jolts made my body thrash. My headspring tossed back and forth, Alicia and Aunt Cheryl smiling at me.

"Cum on his face, big sister."Alicia snuggled closer, 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 pussycat. He swirled it around in me. Making me shudder and pant. I fucked my cunt against his tongue, the pressure building in my depth. Every accident of his spit made me shudder."Oh, yes, I will."

"Do it,"aunty Cheryl moaned, her script cupping my bosom through my tank top. She pinched my nipple."Cum."

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

qualification me parade naked through the schooling, showing off my body to everyone, all the guys staring at my flesh with luxuria, wishing they owned me. My cheeks red with the humiliation as all the girls whispered,"Slut."

My thigh clamped about Clint 's rima oris. I came.

My aching pussycat spasmed, forcing the grape juices deep in my snatch into Clint 's hungry mouth. He drank the flood of sweet pussy pick and grape juice as I bucked, The pleasance rushed through my thinker. I embraced it, loved it. Clint gave me this pleasure. This treat. This experience. He gave it to me because I trusted him. I submitted to him.

His sour eyes looked up at me from between my second joint. I felt the commanding dear. I stared back at him and moaned,"Yours !"

It was the most loving thing I could say to him.

Clint rose as my body shuddered, the ripples of pleasance growing lenient, lapping at my thinker instead of crashing into it. He cupped my cheek and leaned in."I love you, slut."

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

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

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

He kissed me one more fourth dimension and then slid down to his mother.

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Clint Elliston

"What have you got for me, Mommy-slut ?"I asked as I pushed up her skirt. Her panties were soaked orange. The fancy woman, citrus aroma mixed with her spicy pussy. I licked my rim, hungry for one more afters. cerise and grapeshot were wonderful. I hoped orange was just as good.

"mammy whipped up an orange jubilee,"she moaned, her fingers hooking her panties'waistband."Just for her big, unattackable son."

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

"Pull them down so I can feast."

"Yes, Sir."

Mom 's trimmed, black bush—her truthful hair color, the blonde coming from a bottle—was a mess of Orange River slush. Her thick pussy rim were coated in it. I groaned, leaning in and licking at the orange, savoring the tart flavor. I licked harder, diving into her pussycat folds, finding the spicy musk blend 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 cream. It poured into my mouth. I gulped it down, my bridge player seizing her ass, gripping it. Her large breasts jiggled in her dress.

My mom was a MILF.

My hammer ached so hard in my dungaree. It took all my self-control not to eff any one of my women. But I was strong. I was in ascendance. I would give my cleaning lady the pleasure they needed. The control they all craved. I could see it in their center. It made them happy when I took electric 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-way exchange.

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

"Yes, you do, aunt Cheryl,"groaned line."right field, Cupcake ?"

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

"I bet it 's making your little pussycat hot, Cupcake."Melody pulled our little sis onto her lap, her hand sliding up beneath Alicia 's skirt."Hmm, Cupcake ?"

"I guess,"Alicia said.

"Oh, it is,"tune purred.

Alicia shuddered beside me, her consistence shivering as I heard air 's fingers sink into hot, wet cunt. I groaned, my dick throbbing harder, my tongue licking faster, gathering all the Orange juice out of my mom 's cunt I could.

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

"Yes, yes, mamma 's son is inviolable. He has three womanhood all panting after him."

"Soon to be six,"groaned Melody.

"Yes, my babe is aching for it. She 's so mad she 's stuck at school day coaching debate."

melodic phrase gave a wicked giggle while I pictured auntie Vicky. She was two years my mom 's next-to-last, just as beautiful and almost as busty. Tonight, she would conjoin the serail. She was corresponding mom, a subservient slut in motivation of a master.

"I 'm going to have it off your sis 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, relieve oneself her a slut. She needs it."Mom reason her pussy on my face."Yes, yes, mamma wants to watch over her big, secure son fuck her sister and her daughter and her nieces. mammy wants you to roll in the hay 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 neck opening. I was such a muggy mess, and I loved it. I made all my cleaning lady cum.

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

"Yes,"moaned my Mom."mama need something self-aggrandising than a Popsicle."

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Leann"Lee"Samuels

I bit into my sandwich, the lettuce so crispy, the Republic of Turkey had a jot of smoky pleasure, and the high mallow ... Provolone. The table mustard was spicy and the bread was a copious, whole metric grain. I moaned as I sat at the island parry in aunt Cheryl 's kitchen. I was so hunger after my ten international nautical mile run at the park. I took another pungency, groaning in delight.

A quite a little surrounded me. Lettuce and simoleons crumbs, and somehow I had gotten a heavy splotch of mayo on the comeback. My legs kicked as I took another raciness, infantry thudding against the island. The front room access rattled, and I tensed. Someone 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. I did n't much 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 footsteps echoed. more than one soul was home. I heard Clint say,"I 'm going to revel ..."His words trailed off as he stepped into the kitchen, holding a pair of brown, paper grocery store handbag wrapped up in his, admittedly, inviolable arms. His eyes narrowed. He was a tall guy, handsome, I suppose, like Uncle Bill Clinton. He looked a lot like his dead dad, same dark pilus, same serious face.

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

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

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

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

"You are chime to clean up this mess,"Clint said, setting the grocery bags on the far end of the counter,"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 stoop you over my genu, rip down your short pants and panties, and paddle your ass while my mom, your sister, and Alicia watch."

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

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

I blinked at that and took another bit of my sandwich. Uncle Clinton absolutely would have spanked my ass for making a mess 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 to a greater extent groceries while my first cousin, aunt, and sister put away what had already been brought in. They kept looking at me, Melody with an eager smile on her lips, Alicia 's doe middle wide behind her crank like she was shock I was n't following his rules of order, and aunty Cheryl with a inscrutable smile. It was like she knew something that I didn't.

I knew Clint. He did n't give birth the clod to follow through on his threats.

He walked in with the future load. I gave him a big smiling and took the last bite of my sandwich. His centre were laborious, commanding. A shiver ran through me. When had he set out such a vertebral column ? I could almost think that he could paddle me.

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

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

"One Thomas More 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 relish spanking your ass, Lee."

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

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

I blinked at that. I frowned, looking at Melody. She had such a huge grin on her look. And she was dressed so strange. Like a normal girl instead of her tomboy garb. Tight clothing instead of baggy. And she clearly was n't wearing a bra. I breathed in and ...

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

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

I blinked, the entire genital organ of her jeans was dreary."Did you piss yourself ?"

"Clint just made me very wet."

Alicia giggled, nodding her head.

"He 's thoroughly at that,"Aunt Cheryl said, a gruff tint to her voice.

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

melodic phrase sucked at her fingers like she was cleaning something off them, her optic staring at Alicia. She blushed and pushed up her glasses. What was Alicia even doing out of her way socializing with the family ? She was such a nerd, always reading her mute ledger. And aunty Cheryl ... She clearly knew about tonal pattern and Clint and ... approved ?

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

"Clint 's finally get the man of the sign,"Aunt Cheryl said with a smiling that could only be described as ... horny.

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

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

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

And then his mitt grabbed my pilus and yanked. I gasped at the sharp nuisance in my scalp, stumbling back into him. He forced me to bet up at him, his middle so strong, so commanding."Lee, I am tried of you being a terror. It 's time you understood that you are a part of this mob, and you will abide by the others in it. No more will we clean up your messes or do your chores."

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

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

"Let me go, pecker ! aunty Cheryl ! assistance ! Clint 's picking on me !"

"You brought this on yourself, dear,"aunt Cheryl purred."And do n't feign you do n't want this. That you have n't been pushing Clint to see if he would bend you over his knee and spank you. I know how often you liked it when my husband would do it."

I gasped, shuddering. How could she recognise ? I did n't understand why my snatch got so hot and wet whenever Uncle Clinton spanked me. It started a few old age back. It did n't count if it was mere bottom, through my step-in, or my jeans, my kitty-cat grew hot from behind forced over his genu, my cheeks burning with humiliation for being treated like a little girlfriend, and then the sharp pain which warmed my ass and bled to my cunt.

And as Clint dragged me to the couch, everyone observance, that warm itchiness began in my pussy. This was even more humiliating than Uncle Clinton punishing me. At least he had spanked me since I was a picayune 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 induce to do this."My rosehip squirmed. My pussy grew wetter as I begged.

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

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

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

"Hey,"Clint snarled, wrath crossing his face for the first of all clip."You do n't mouth to your sister like that. You respect her and love her. Like you respect and love the relief of your family. But if you want to be a bratwurst, we 'll treat you like one."

He yanked down my jogging shorts, the stretchy material bunching around my human knee. I trembled as his hands seized my field panty. And then he yanked them down, too. His eyes stared at my trimmed, calamitous bush adorning my pudenda.

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

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

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

My Virgin snatch clenched at his touched. A wave of ignominious heat shot through me. My body liked his signature. Melody sat beside him and pulled my legs over her lap. Her helping hand stroked my thigh up to my ass, rubbing at my other cheek.

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

Clint was hard.

My cousin had a throbbing erection. He squeezed my butt-cheeks, and I moaned. He was hard ... for me. He wanted to larrup me. What was going on ? He was molesting me, and aunt Cheryl was n't do anything to check it.

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

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

Alicia nodded her top dog, her voice a low whisper,"Yes, big brother."

"Spank her ass,"hissed air, her bridge player squeezing my other cheek. They were all in on this.

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

"showtime, Melody gets to paddle you five times for calling her a beef,"Clint said, pinching my ass and making me squirm, my purulent growing hotter."Then I will spank you ten times for making a mess. You will number them out and give thanks us for each one."

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

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

A moan. What the shag ?

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

"No !"

Spank !

Crack !

Spank !

savour !

smack !

They came fast, hard, her helping hand smacking over and over on my ass as I bucked and moaned, the estrus burning across my soma. I felt five of them. Which made six in aggregate. I glared at her over my articulatio humeri, my butt-cheeks on fire, my pussy dripping juices.

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

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

hell dust !

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

"It 's parting of your punishment,"he growled, my squirming body rubbing on his hard cock. He felt so big beneath his blue jean. Uncle President 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 ridicule into saying the words.

Smack !

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

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

Crack !

"Damn, not so hard,"I moaned, tear burning my centre.

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

"ternion, thank you, Melody."Tears trickled down my cheeks. succus leaked out of my puss. Why was I so turned on ?

Crack !

"Four, thank you, Melody.

relish !

"five-spot, thank you, line,"I said, breathing out easement. I wanted to sink my typeface into the my hands and skin from everyone 's watching eyes.

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

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

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

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

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

"Fun ?"

Spank !

My eyes widened. pain in the ass exploded in my ass. Clint 's hand was with child and struck harder. My poor flesh stung. I bucked and squirmed on him, crying out in pain, the tear flowing faster. My virgin kitty-cat clenched so hard.

Why did it feel so good ?

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

Smack !

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

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

crack cocaine !

"triplet, thank you, Clint !"My button tingled. The heat gathered in my pussy, the bother transforming into something different.

slap !

"Little Joe, thank you, Clint !"The pain rushed into my mind. thrill ran through my body. It felt ... good. Like the eminent I reached while jogging, my legs burn, my sides aching, my heart beating.

scag !

"Five !"I screamed out, the pain in the ass and joy washing through my idea. They were linked, flipping from one to the other.

tune 's hand crept up my thighs.

Crack !

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

melodic phrase 's fingers brushed the wet curls of my pussy.

"Thank you, Clint !"

Smack !

My bucking physical structure rubbed my hot cunt on my sister 's digit. delight rippled out of my twat, meeting the stinging pain from my ass at the same here and now. I moaned, my mind tossing back. Why did this spirit so good ?

"Seven, thank you, Clint !"

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

Her give-and-take were so humiliating. My sister was touching me while my cousin spanked me. Aunt Cheryl and Alicia watched, their eyes so hungry. They licked their lips. I was just a affair. An objective for their pleasures.

My cunt clenched.
Crack !

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

She found my clit, massaging it as my ass ached. My thoughts drifted eminent from my dead body. The pleasance built in me. A humiliating orgasm. I would cum in front of everyone. They would all determine. They would all screw I was a slut.

Smack !

"niner !"I screamed at the top of my lungs, my back arching. Melody rubbed heavy at my clitoris. The sensations 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 bridge player crashed down for the terminal spanking. I tensed, eager. The loud offer echoed through the room. The pain slam through my contuse ass, slamming heterosexual person to my vestal kitty. Melody 's fingers rubbed at my clit, the light from her finger's breadth crashing into the pain.

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

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

Rapture.

Ecstasy.

It slammed into my intellect. Such joy I had never experienced while masturbating. Such rapture that had my promontory swaying back and forth. I bucked and moaned, sensation exploding across my consistence. I drifted in a new space, a piazza of pleasure and painfulness, a home of wonder and delight.

I felt my body move, but I was separate from it. Like it was not my consistence at all, my sentiment flying through rapture. I was on the couch, my burning butt-cheeks pressed into the cushions. Clint was over me, holding my second joint apart. strain unzipped his pants.

His dick flopped out, toilsome and erect. He was going to bonk me.

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

His helping hand went to my chin, lifting my foggy top dog. He stared into my eyes, into my soul. There was such overlooking power in him. He pinned me with his regard as I felt his stopcock rub at my pussy, Melody guiding him to my Hymen. The touch of his shaft on my virgin cunt yanked my thinking back into my flesh.

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

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

He thrust into me. I hardly felt the pain of my hymen tearing over the burning agony raging across my train ass. His dick slammed into my Virgo the Virgin depths. The detrition sent a new wafture of transport slamming into my mind.

I clenched down on his cinch. He was in me so deep. He filled me up. My thighs wrapped about his shank as he drew back and fucked into me again. Hard, fast strokes. He did n't care if he hurt me. If my cunt ached each time he slammed into me. He just had to cum in my cunt.

Use me.

I was his slut.

"Fuck me,"I howled as my mind drifted on exaltation and pain. My entire soundbox was a sponge, drinking in wizard."Slam your cock in me. Cum in me. Use me."

"Yes, use the fuck brat,"air hissed beside him. Her fingers shoved up beneath my tank top and pushed aside my athletics bra. She found my nipples, pinching and twisting them hard.

My pussy clenched so heavily on Clint 's gumshoe as my sis twisted my nipples. I howled and moaned, humping against my cousin as he slammed his putz into my spasming pussy. So lots sensations shot through me.

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

"Your trollop !"I howled at the top of my lungs as another orgasm spilled through me at saying those shameful, degrading Good Book."Use me. Fuck me !"

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

"Yes,"Clint growled."You 've been such a little terror, slut. Such a pain in the ass. It 's sentence you made up for it, Lee. I own this pussy. I own your torso. 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. Fuck me when I tease you. Oh, god, this cock !"

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

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

My legs squeezed about his hips. My pussy exploded on his hawkshaw at the humiliating thought process. Covered in pee ... Filthy. Another orgasm rippled through me on the heels of the concluding. I howled out unspoken pleasure as his dick kept hammering into me. My cousin 's huge cock.

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

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

My blood brother ? The thought danced through my mind. A second of lucidness, a memory of Uncle Clinton kissing my mother, shot through me. Was that I why did n't know my forefather ? Because Uncle Clinton was my dad all along ?

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

I moaned into my sister 's kiss, the joy ripple over and over through my body. His cock hammered so deeply into me. My pussy spasmed on his putz. I milked him. I needed him to cum in me. To fully use me. I was his slut.

I broke the osculation."Cum in me ! Cum in your slut-sister 's cunt, Clint ! waste-yard it in me !"

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

Clint groaned, slamming into me. He kissed me severe, claiming my sass. I tasted orange tree juice and something else. A spicy musk I did n't tell apart. His peter buried into the depths of my formerly virgin cunt.

And unloaded.

My buddy came in me.

A final orgasm shuddered through me. I heaved beneath Clint, my ass burning from his subject area, my snatch spasming from his dominance. I milked out every drop of his cum. I was his slut. His bratty whore.

"Damn,"Clint groaned, breaking the kiss."You are something else, niggling slovenly woman. 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 humiliate."I ... I ..."

"The piddling loose woman wants it,"tune chortled. She twisted my tit hard.

"Yes !"

To be continued ...