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

Clint Elliston

Melody 's blonde whisker danced about her articulatio humeri as she looked around the market fund parking lot. We were between the family 's SUV and a large, green pickup hand truck. I wiggled the grape-flavored ice lolly in my paw, a long, slender tube-shaped structure of purple ice wrapped in plastic. My cock throbbed hard in my pants again despite just cumming on my little sis 's face. Alicia stood beside Melody, her eyes wide behind her trash, her Brown haircloth in pigtails.

"soul 's going to see,"air complained as her hands went to her jeans'fastener. My nineteen-year-old stepsister, adept friend, lover, and sex hard worker unsnapped her dungaree. The zipper rasped down, her blonde landing flight strip leading to her shave pussy peeking out of the capable fly. She wore no panties. Those were in my pocket. I took them from all three inside the store while we shopped.

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

"You know it does, asshole,"Melody said, though there was a playful catch to her words. She was a tomboy even if she was dressing so sexy the terminal few days. We had grown up together, easily booster, only a month apart in age. I thought we were cousins, but it turned out our female parent, who were baby, were my dad 's buff. air and her babe Lee were actually my half-sisters.

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

"Do you like the shaved look, Sir ?"my submissive female parent asked, standing behind me as Melody wiggled her jeans off her rosehip.

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

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

She nodded her head.

Melody peeled her jeans down to her knees and held out her hand."Okay, Clint. Let 's do this."
I reached into my pocket and pulled out the duet of Louis Harold Gray panties I had confiscated from her."You need these to snare the juices in."

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

"What do you consider, 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 nipples were so concentrated, poking at the cloth. She wore no bra and her round breasts molded to the fabric. With a shudder, she ripped it off and held it out to me.

I arched an eyebrow at the proffer top, her chest jiggling as she shivered, her dusky nipples duncish nubs. Such a mix of submission and impertinence.

"Please,"she said.

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

"motherfucker,"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 jeans down past her genu. Juices trickled down her thighs.

I shoved my script between her second joint, rubbing at her hot shape. She moaned, shuddering, frosty with her denim on around her ankle joint. I pushed a digit inside her silklike profoundness as I tore subject the plastic tube of the lollipop with my teeth.

"Mmm, you are so hot, Melody."

"Because I 'm raw and anyone can see me,"she moaned, her hips 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 troop you around naked. Maybe wearing a collar and a dog tag reading, 'Clint 's # 1 Bitch .'I bet you would know that."

Her pussy clenched on my finger's breadth."Yes,"she moaned. Footsteps crunched on the asphalt A car door opened nearby. She shuddered."Oh, yes, I would. take a crap me walk around school day that way. Let everyone know I 'm yours, Clint."

Hearing her say that was intoxicating. I ripped my fingers from her cunt and pushed out the Popsicle from its sheath. I brought it to her puss and shoved the frozen treat into the profundity of her snatch. Her long, low groan made my shaft throb.

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Melody Samuels

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

Then Clint broke off the end and dropped my scanty on the reason."punter hurry before it all melts in that liquefied cunt."

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

"You bought them for my joy,"Clint told me, his bridge player squeezing my ass. The flaring hurting 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 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 footstep pause. I froze, wondering if he would come back, realizing he had just seen a topless, nineteen-year-old missy out of the street corner of his eye. I trembled, my pussy clenching down on the melting lolly, my panty 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 hear everyone suspiration. Was Clint disappointed ? I know I was.

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

It made me want to frig my clit.

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

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

"You want to be a good, little Sister, right ?"Clint asked her, his voice tooshie."I can pull you over my lap and spank you for the entire parking lot to see and discover 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 common cold."He chose cherry for you, Cupcake. I think Clint wants to live over enjoying your Virgo delight."

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

I took her handwriting, squeezing it, loving the way she smiled at me. I was Clint 's first sex slave, the one he loved the most, but Alicia was clearly coming in as a close second. I could n't blame him. She was so cute. So innocent. She just was made to be pampered and loved, her very mannerism begging such spicy acts to be performed on her body.

She lifted her dame with her free hand, exposing the wispy, chocolate-brown pubic hair adorning her stiff slit. She gasped, hazel eyes widening as Clint shoved the cherry red lollipop into our little sister 's puss. She squirmed her hips. He broke off the end then held her panties for her to step into. He pulled them up her slim ramification slowly while Alicia 's teeth chattered, a red bead of juice trickling down her pale, interior thigh, meeting her schoolgirlish panties.

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

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

Clint pulled out the 3rd one, orange look, and grinned at his mother. She was already lifting her skirt."thrust it in, Sir. mom needs her hot cunt cooled."

She had no reluctance. No questions. She was wholly given over to being dominated by her son. It was what she needed. She did n't require him to love her as anything More than a son loves his female parent or a master cares for his slave. She did n't postulate the true affection Clint gave me. And Alicia.

I wish I could react without any vacillation, to swallow all my veneration and just give myself fully to Clint 's bidding. 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 spank me again.

Did I want that ?

"It 's so insensate,"Alicia moaned."Big sidekick, please, it 's numbing me."

He lifted her chin."And you 're naughty pussy is hot enough to admit it, little sister. Trust your big brother."

"O.K.,"she said, tears brimming in her optic."I will."

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

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

"noblewoman, back buttocks. All crowded together, shivering, brewing up a pleasure for me to feast on when we get home."He licked his sass."I am looking forward to a little sweet before lunch."

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

The drive home was excruciating. Even auntie Cheryl squirmed, her face clenching at the cold, numbing mess in her pussy. And yet it was strangely wind up. My clit ached, and my nipples were so arduous. And, slowly, the closer we got home, the more and more feeling returned to my pussy.

The More and more my pussy needed foreplay.

I squirmed and groaned, my paw rubbing at my denim. A large, wet situation had soaked through my panties and the jean, spreading the sang-froid liquid down my legs. Alicia bit her lip beside me, rocking back and forth.

And Clint watched us in the rearview mirror, such a pleased smiling on his brass. We did this for him. Three women suffering for his pleasure. And that only made me hornier. Made me wiggle 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 remain firm the frigidness ?"

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

"Yes, big sidekick,"moaned Alicia, tears falling down her impudence, making her flavor 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 felicitous to submit to him,"aunty Cheryl moaned."That 's what makes you hot. Your body needs this, Alicia. You need him to make you do things you would never do on your own. You need to seduce him happy. It brings you such joy."

"Yes,"I moaned."shag, Clint."I humped the air, the seatbelt fighting to hold open me down."Faster. swiftness. Jesus, drive like you do when you play Grand stealing Auto."

"Running over pedestrians on the sidewalk ?"Clint asked."Hitting every car in spate ? That wo n't get us there faster."

My toes curled in my horseshoe. The last bit of the ice lolly melted. The last bit of ice gone, leaving a wet pot slowly heating up by my desires. I threw back my headway, groaning again as the SUV turned onto our street.

And then we were in the driveway. Clint put the SUV into parking area. He turned off the ignition. He looked at us, squirming on the terrace can behind his. All of us moaning. aunty Chery 's bleached-blonde tresses brushed my natural blonde curl.

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

"Please. mum needs her big, strong son to eat her out first."

"I need it, big brother."

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

"So I should eat her cunt out first ?"Clint asked, staring at our picayune sis with thirsty eyes.

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

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

Clint moved into the back, climbing over the telephone exchange console with athletic relief. There was adequate room for him to kneel before he scooted to Alicia and pushed up her skirt. Her pink scanty were a red hatful, the juices soaked through the crotch and reaching up to her girdle. More juices coated her second joint with cytosmear of red. The odour of stilted cherry and fresh pussycat filled my nose.

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

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

Clint yanked down her panties. The juice matted her brown whisker. Bits of still melting slush clung to her tight kitty-cat lower lip. Clint leaned down and licked, moaning in delectation as he lapped at her vulva. I squirmed, pressing my thigh together as he cleaned her up.

His tongue probed into her pussy, diving trench. He swirled it around, his fingers spreading her open. Then he sealed her rima oris on her hole and sucked. Alicia gasped, her hip bucking and rising from the the seat.

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

My pussy clenched in fellow feeling I wanted that very like intervention. I wanted to have my pussy licked out. I bit my lips, my sex still numb, still needing to be touched and played with. I clenched my fists as Alicia gasped and shuddered.

She humped her pussy against his face. Her work force found her teat through her cute top, pinching and rolling them. Her lip quivered. She was rushing towards her climax. I could n't consider how immobile it was coming on her.

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

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

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

"Thanks, Mommy,"howled Alicia, the SUV rocking as her belittled organic structure thrashed."Big Brother ! Yes ! I love you ! Thank you !"She slumped in her seat, gasping for breath, her font flushed.

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

"Uh-huh,"Clint said, his mouth smeared with red-dyed pussycat succus. He cupped Alicia 's face as he leaned up and planted a hot osculation on her lips. She shuddered, eyes fluttering closed, her body trembling. She got almost as much joy 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 dungaree. I lifted my ass off the hindquarters and promote blue jean and sodden panties down in one go as Clint scooted sideways on his knees before me."Eat me. I need it. God, this was so have it away hot. I 'm dead and aching to cum."

Clint yanked my jeans and panties down to my ankle and spread me apart. The grape vine juices leaked out of my pussycat. We were ruining the upholstery, and I did n't care. I clenched my dead case, trying to hold in his treat as he nuzzled forward to my shaved lips.

And then he licked.

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

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

My dead shape came alive beneath his tongue. The shock of shooting sensation made me thrash and shuddered. My headway leaned back on the seat as his tongue push into the depths of my pussy, caressing my frozen fresh, returning lovingness to my cunt while sucking out the liquid sloshing inside of me. It poured into his mouth. I could hear him swallow.

"Yes, yes, enjoy your dessert,"I moaned, humping into his case. My button throbbed. The pleasance swelled through me.

My pussy felt like I was overstimulated, drinking in far more than 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 face, big sister."Alicia snuggled closer, lip stained red from Clint 's kiss.

"I will, Cupcake,"I moaned. Her script touched my thigh, stroking me while Clint 's knife reamed into the profundity of my twat. He swirled it around in me. Making me tremor and gasp. I fucked my cunt against his natural language, the pressure building in my depths. Every accident of his tongue made me shudder."Oh, yes, I will."

"Do it,"aunt Cheryl moaned, her hand cupping my boob through my armoured combat vehicle top. She pinched my nipple."Cum."

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

devising me parade naked through the school, showing off my body to everyone, all the guys staring at my frame with lust, wishing they owned me. My cheeks red with the abasement as all the girls whispered,"Slut."

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

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

His dark center looked up at me from between my thighs. I felt the commanding love. I stared back at him and moaned,"Yours !"

It was the most have a go at it thing I could say to him.

Clint rose as my body shuddered, the ripples of pleasure growing flaccid, lapping at my judgment instead of crashing into it. He cupped my face and leaned in."I love you, slut."

"Love you, asshole,"I breathed. My arms went around him, pulling him tight. He kissed me so hard. The world faded around me in that consequence as my buddy, professional, and boyfriend loved me. His natural language danced with mine. I savored the grape spirit of my pussy.

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

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

He kissed me one Sir Thomas 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 scanty were soaked orange. The tart, citrus aroma mixed with her spicy cunt. I licked my lips, hungry for one More sweet. cherry red and grape were wonderful. I hoped orangeness was just as good.

"Mommy whipped up an orangeness jubilee,"she moaned, her fingers hooking her pantie'waistband."Just for her big, unattackable son."

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

"twist them down so I can feast."

"Yes, Sir."

Mom 's trimmed, black bush—her true hair people of colour, the blonde coming from a bottle—was a mess of orange slush. Her thick slit rim were coated in it. I groaned, leaning in and licking at the orange tree, savoring the lemony sapidity. I licked harder, diving into her pussy folds, finding the spicy musk mixed with her tart passion.

I sealed my sass on her slit, sucking so hard. She groaned, gasping and shuddering as I drew out the orange-infused cunt cream. It poured into my lip. I gulped it down, my men seizing her ass, gripping it. Her large chest jiggled in her dress.

My mom was a MILF.

My hammer ached so hard in my dungaree. It took all my possession not to fuck any one of my women. But I was strong. I was in controller. I would contribute my women the pleasure they needed. The dominance they all craved. I could see it in their eyes. It made them happy when I took bursting charge. It was a gift they gave me.

And one I could n't maltreat by being a selfish asshole. If I made them glad, they would make me felicitous. It was a bipartite exchange.

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

"Yes, you do, Aunt Cheryl,"groaned tune."right field, Cupcake ?"

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

"I bet it 's making your little pussy hot, Cupcake."strain pulled our piddling babe onto her lap, her hired man sliding up beneath Alicia 's skirt."Hmm, Cupcake ?"

"I guess,"Alicia said.

"Oh, it is,"tonal pattern purred.

Alicia shuddered beside me, her body shivering as I heard Melody 's fingerbreadth sink into hot, wet twat. I groaned, my dick throb harder, my clapper 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 cervix. I squeezed my mom 's ass, pulling her tight, sucking at her cunt. Her succus flowed into my mouth, the orange flavor diminishing, the spicy musk rising.

"Yes, yes, Mommy 's son is hard. He has three fair sex 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."

Melody gave a wicked giggle while I pictured aunt Vicky. She was two year my mom 's junior, just as beautiful and almost as busty. Tonight, she would link up the harem. She was like mom, a submissive slut in motivation of a master.

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

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

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

"fucking,"I growled, lifting my human face from Mom 's pussy, watching her spasm."Lashkar-e-Taiba get the grocery put away so I can fuck each and every one of you !"

"Yes,"moaned my Mom."Mommy penury something bigger than a Popsicle."

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Leann"Lee"Samuels

I bit into my sandwich, the lettuce so crispy, the turkey had a trace of smoky delight, and the Malva sylvestris ... Provolone. The leaf mustard was spicy and the bread was a racy, whole grain. I moaned as I sat at the island heel counter in aunt Cheryl 's kitchen. I was so famished after my ten mile run at the Park. I took another bite, groaning in delight.

A muddle surrounded me. wampum and boodle crumbs, and somehow I had gotten a with child splotch of mayonnaise on the counter. My legs kicked as I took another bite, foundation thudding against the island. The front door rattled, and I tensed. person was coming home.

Was it Clint ? He would be so mad when he saw the mess. He was soooo overstrung about keeping the house clean and jerk. I did n't often 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 person was home. I heard Clint say,"I 'm going to revel ..."His words trailed off as he stepped into the kitchen, holding a yoke of brown, paper grocery suitcase wrapped up in his, admittedly, hard weaponry. His eyes narrowed. He was a tall guy, handsome, I suppose, like Uncle Hilary Clinton. He looked a lot like his suddenly dad, Saame non-white haircloth, same good face.

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

"Uh-huh, Lint,"I said and took another sharpness of my sandwich. I chewed loudly. I called him Lint because that was how annoying he was. Behind him came my annoying sister air. She did anything Clint wanted because she soooo wanted to leap out his castanets. I grinned at her through a taste of food.

aunt Cheryl and Alicia followed, both holding Sir Thomas More food market. aunty Cheryl froze."Lee, what did you do to my kitchen ?"

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

"You are gong to strip up this lot,"Clint said, setting the grocery grip 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 typeface twitched."I 'm going to bend you over my knee, rip down your underdrawers and panties, and spank your ass while my mom, your sister, and Alicia watch."

I snorted in laughter."right, like auntie Cheryl would let you do that."

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

I blinked at that and took another chomp of my sandwich. Uncle Clinton absolutely would hold spanked my ass for making a mess and not cleaning it up. But he was stagnant 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 Thomas More food market while my cousin, auntie, and sister put away what had already been brought in. They kept looking at me, tonal pattern with an eager grinning on her lips, Alicia 's doe middle widely behind her glasses like she was shock I was n't following his purchase order, and Aunt Cheryl with a mysterious smiling. It was like she knew something that I didn't.

I knew Clint. He did n't have the glob to postdate through on his threats.

He walked in with the future onus. I gave him a big grin and took the last bit of my sandwich. His heart were hard, commanding. A shiver ran through me. When had he receive such a rachis ? I could almost believe that he could paddle me.

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

On his next trip, I was sucking my fingers clean of a few fall of mustard. I gave him another smirking smile. He would n't do anything. I squirmed on the stool, aegir for him to finish up bringing in the groceries.

"One more trip,"he told me.

"Good,"I nodded."Got to get all the grocery store in. Do n't need them to go bad."

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

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

"I will,"she said, pulling cans 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 huge grin on her face. And she was dressed so unknown. Like a normal young woman instead of her tomboy garb. Tight clothing instead of baggy. And she clearly was n't wearing a bra. I breathed in and ...

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

"Oh, we ate some Popsicles in the car,"tonal pattern said, turning to me.

I blinked, the full genitalia of her jean was dingy."Did you piddle yourself ?"

"Clint just made me very wet."

Alicia giggled, nodding her head.

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

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

Melody sucked at her finger like she was cleaning something off them, her eyes staring at Alicia. She blushed and pushed up her spyglass. What was Alicia even doing out of her way socialising with the family ? She was such a dweeb, always reading her dumb books. And aunt Cheryl ... She clearly knew about Melody and Clint and ... approved ?

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

"Clint 's finally turn the man of the house,"auntie Cheryl said with a smile that could only be described as ... horny.

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

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

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

And then his hand grabbed my whisker and yanked. I gasped at the sharp painfulness 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 terror. It 's time you understood that you are a part of this family unit, and you will respect the others in it. No More will we clean up your pickle 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 livelihood room. I spluttered and kicked at him, my hands scratching at his carpus. I spit like a furious cat.

"Let me go, dick ! aunty Cheryl ! helper ! Clint 's picking on me !"

"You brought this on yourself, dear,"aunty Cheryl purred."And do n't affect you do n't desire this. That you have n't been pushing Clint to see if he would bend you over his stifle and spank you. I know how much you liked it when my hubby would do it."

I gasped, shuddering. How could she bonk ? I did n't understand why my pussy got so hot and wet whenever Uncle Hilary Clinton spanked me. It started a few geezerhood back. It did n't matter if it was scanty bottom, through my step-in, or my jeans, my pussy grew hot from behind forced over his knee, my cheeks burning with humiliation for being treated like a little girlfriend, and then the keen infliction which warmed my ass and bled to my cunt.

And as Clint dragged me to the couch, everyone observance, that warm itch began in my pussy. This was even more humiliating than Uncle Clinton punishing me. At to the lowest degree he had spanked me since I was a little girl. But this was my cousin Clint.

He was only a year sure-enough than me.

"Please, Clint,"I gasped."I 'll strip it up. I will. You do n't have got to do this."My hips squirmed. My pussy grew wetter as I begged.

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

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

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

"Hey,"Clint snarled, ire crossing his fount for the first off time."You do n't talk to your baby like that. You respect her and do it her. Like you respect and love the rest of your family. But if you want to be a brat, we 'll process you like one."

He yanked down my jogging shorts, the stretchy stuff bunching around my knees. I trembled as his handwriting seized my plain panties. And then he yanked them down, too. His eyes stared at my trimmed, fatal scrub adorning my pudenda.

My face went ruby. He was staring at my pussy. My cousin. Oh, god, this was embarrassing.

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

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

My virgin snatch clenched at his touched. A undulation of shameful passion shot through me. My consistency liked his touch. melody sat beside him and pulled my legs over her lap. Her hand stroked my thigh up to my ass, rubbing at my other cheek.

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

Clint was hard.

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

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

"Spank her naughty ass,"Aunt Cheryl moaned, her voice so beefy."Do it. establish her how inviolable you are."

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

"Spank her ass,"hissed melodic line, her handwriting squeezing my other cheek. They were all in on this.

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

"low, tune gets to paddle you five times for calling her a kick,"Clint said, pinching my ass and making me squirm, my pussy growing hotter."Then I will spank you ten times for making a mickle. You will weigh them out and thank us for each one."

"What ?"I gasped, my impudence burning. Now my babe would spank me ? My older, bitch of a sister ?

"Oh, thank you,"cooed tonal pattern, 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 handwriting down hard on my ass.

I gasped, bucking as the pain and humiliation stroke through me. My sister just spanked my ass on Clint 's command. My second joint squeezed tight, my button aching. The smack reverberated through the living room. Alicia bit her lip. Aunt Cheryl let out a moan.

A groan. What the fucking ?

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

"No !"

Spank !

Crack !

Spank !

Smack !

smacking !

They came fast, hard, her hand smacking over and over on my ass as I bucked and moaned, the heat electrocution across my flesh. I felt five of them. Which made six in tote up. I glared at her over my shoulder joint, my butt-cheeks on fire, my puss dripping juices.

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

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

Smack !

"Oh, god,"I shuddered, the warmth 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 punishment,"he growled, my squirming dead body rubbing on his hard cock. He felt so big beneath his jeans. Uncle Clinton was never hard when he spanked me. I never excited him.

But I excited Clint.

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

Smack !

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

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

fissure !

"Damn, not so hard,"I moaned, tears burning my eyes.

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

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

whirl !

"four-spot, thank you, Melody.

Smack !

"fin, thank you, air,"I said, breathing out relief. I wanted to swallow my side into the my mitt 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 sleep with what to say.

"Why did I spank you ?"Her hand squeezed my aching ass.

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

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

"Fun ?"

Spank !

My eyes widened. hurting exploded in my ass. Clint 's hand was bigger and struck harder. My pitiful form stung. I bucked and squirmed on him, crying out in botheration, the tears flowing faster. My virtuous pussy clenched so hard.

Why did it feel so good ?

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

hell dust !

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

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

offer !

"trine, thank you, Clint !"My clitoris tingled. The heat gathered in my cunt, the pain transforming into something different.

Slap !

"tetrad, thank you, Clint !"The pain rushed into my mind. shudder ran through my soundbox. It felt ... good. Like the highschool I reached while jogging, my legs burning, my sides aching, my heart beating.

Smack !

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

line 's script crept up my thighs.

Crack !

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

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

"Thank you, Clint !"

Smack !

My bucking body rubbed my hot slit on my sister 's digits. Pleasure rippled out of my cunt, meeting the stinging pain from my ass at the Same moment. I moaned, my head tossing back. Why did this tactile property so good ?

"sevener, thank you, Clint !"

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

Her Holy Writ were so humiliating. My baby was touching me while my cousin spanked me. Aunt Cheryl and Alicia watched, their oculus so thirsty. They licked their backtalk. I was just a thing. An object for their pleasures.

My cunt clenched.
Crack !

"8 !"I screamed, tune rubbing harder at my slit."Thank you, Clint !"

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

Smack !

"ball club !"I screamed at the top of my lungs, my back arching. Melody rubbed harder at my button. The sense 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 helping hand crashed down for the last spanking. I tensed, eager. The flashy crack echoed through the room. The pain shot through my hurt ass, slamming straight to my pure pussy. tonal pattern 's fingers rubbed at my button, the sparks from her fingers crashing into the pain.

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

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

Rapture.

Ecstasy.

It slammed into my creative thinker. Such joy I had never experienced while masturbating. Such rapture that had my pass swaying back and forth. I bucked and moaned, stars exploding across my consistency. I drifted in a new outer space, a place of pleasure and pain in the neck, a berth of wonderment and delight.

I felt my dead body move, but I was separate from it. Like it was not my consistency at all, my sentiment flying through rapture. I was on the couch, my burning butt-cheeks pressed into the shock. Clint was over me, holding my thigh apart. melodic line unzipped his pants.

His dick flopped out, gruelling and erect. He was going to have a go at it me.

"Yes,"I heard myself shrieking."screwing me, Clint. I was such a brat. Punish me."

His script went to my chin, lifting my dazed point. He stared into my eyes, into my person. There was such dominating power in him. He pinned me with his gaze as I felt his cock rub at my slit, melodic phrase guiding him to my virginal membrane. The spot of his dick on my virgin cunt yanked my mentation 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 maidenhead tearing over the burning excruciation raging across my disciplined ass. His rooster slammed into my virtuous depths. The friction sent a new wave of rapture slamming into my mind.

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

Use me.

I was his slut.

"Fuck me,"I howled as my mind drifted on rapture and pain. My entire body was a quick study, drinking in sensations."gibe 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 fun bra. She found my pap, pinching and twisting them hard.

My cunt clenched so hard on Clint 's dick as my babe twisted my nipples. I howled and moaned, humping against my full cousin as he slammed his dick into my spasming pussycat. So a great deal sense datum shot through me.

He pounded me hard, driving my burning ass into the sofa. It creaked as he plowed me. His groin smacked into my clit. The nub ached. He bruised my kitty-cat with the violence of his fucks. He growled in ira, still punishing me with his wonderful pecker. I savored it. Everyone watched me, everyone knew I was his shocking slut.

"Your trollop !"I howled at the top of my lungs as another climax spilled through me at saying those shameful, degrading watchword."Use me. bonk me !"

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

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

"Anything !"I howled, tossing my head back and Forth River."Oh, yes, just maintain fucking me. Using me. Spank me when I 'm a brat. roll in the hay me when I tease you. Oh, god, this cock !"

"Little slut,"tonal pattern hissed, her finger twisting my nipple hard."I bet you would love to be pissed on."

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

My legs squeezed about his rose hip. My pussy exploded on his dick at the humiliating thought. Covered in water ... Filthy. Another orgasm rippled through me on the heels of the survive. I howled out mute pleasure as his prick kept hammering into me. My first cousin 's huge cock.

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

"Yes, that 's your blood brother fucking you,"moaned Melody rightfield before she captured my lip with a genitive kiss.

My Brother ? The sentiment danced through my brain. A moment of clearness, a remembering of Uncle Clinton kissing my mother, shot through me. Was that I why did n't sleep together my begetter ? Because Uncle Clinton was my dad all along ?

My crony was fucking me ? My big, sexy, commanding comrade ?

I moaned into my baby 's buss, the pleasure rippling over and over through my body. His cock hammered so deep into me. My kitty-cat spasmed on his cock. I milked him. I needed him to cum in me. To fully use me. I was his slut.

I broke the kiss."Cum in me ! Cum in your slut-sister 's cunt, Clint ! Dump it in me !"

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

Clint groaned, slamming into me. He kissed me tough, claiming my lips. I tasted orange juice and something else. A spicy musk I did n't recognize. His cock buried into the astuteness of my erst Virgin cunt.

And unloaded.

My brother came in me.

A final orgasm shuddered through me. I heaved beneath Clint, my ass burning at the stake from his discipline, my puss spasming from his dominance. I milked out every drib of his cum. I was his hussy. His bratty whore.

"Damn,"Clint groaned, breaking the buss."You are something else, piddling slut. You cum hard."

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

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

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

"The small loose woman wants it,"tonal pattern chortled. She twisted my pap hard.

"Yes !"

To be continued ...