Incestuous hareem
Chapter Six : Disciplining My Bratty Sis
By mypenname3000
right of first publication 2016

Clint Elliston

strain 's blonde hair danced about her shoulder as she looked around the grocery store computer memory parking lot. We were between the family 's SUV and a large, green pick-me-up motortruck. I wiggled the grape-flavored Popsicle in my hand, a prospicient, supple subway of imperial ice wrapped in plastic. My cock throbbed hard in my pants again despite just cumming on my fiddling babe 's typeface. Alicia stood beside strain, her eyes all-inclusive behind her shabu, her brown hair in pigtails.

"individual 's going to see,"Melody complained as her hands went to her jeans'fastener. My nineteen-year-old stepsister, unspoilt ally, lover, and sex slave unsnapped her jeans. The zip fastener rasped down, her blonde landing strip leading to her shaved slit peeking out of the undefended fly. She wore no panties. Those were in my pouch. I took them from all three inside the depot while we shopped.

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

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

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

"Do you like the shaved expression, Sir ?"my submissive mother asked, standing behind me as strain wiggled her denim off her pelvic girdle.

"Do you, big Brother ?"Alicia asked, her eighteen-year-old vocalism so Cy Young and girlish. With her pigtails and garden pink, frilly dress, she looked even new than she was.

"I do, Princess,"I told her."I think you should have a bald cunt. That would piddle you such a good, petty sister."

She nodded her head.

Melody peeled her jean down to her knees and held out her hand."Okay, Clint. Let 's do this."
I reached into my pocket and pulled out the twosome of grizzly panty I had confiscated from her."You need these to snare the juices in."

"You just want to see me denudate 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 remember, Princess ?"I asked Alicia while my dick ached.

"I think big Sister wants that."

"I do, too."I ginned at melodic line, loving the way she shuddered. Her nipples were so severe, poking at the cloth. She wore no bra and her round breasts molded to the framework. With a shudder, she ripped it off and held it out to me.

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

"Please,"she said.

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

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

I shoved my hand between her thighs, rubbing at her hot pulp. She moaned, shuddering, freeze with her jeans on around her articulatio talocruralis. I pushed a finger inside her slick profoundness as I tore candid the plastic tube of the Popsicle with my teeth.

"Mmm, you are so hot, Melody."

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

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

Her pussy clenched on my fingerbreadth."Yes,"she moaned. stride crunched on the asphalt A car door opened nearby. She shuddered."Oh, yes, I would. create me walk around schooltime that way. Let everyone cognise I 'm yours, Clint."

Hearing her say that was intoxicating. I ripped my fingerbreadth from her pussy and pushed out the Popsicle from its sheath. I brought it to her pussy and shoved the freeze down treat into the depths of her cunt. Her longsighted, low groan made my dick throb.

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melody Samuels

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

Then Clint broke off the end and dropped my panty on the ground."better rush before it all melts in that molten cunt."

"Yes,"I moaned, feeling the juices already trickling down my second joint."Going to break my best-loved panties."

"You bought them for my joy,"Clint told me, his hand squeezing my ass. The flaring pain sensation 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 jeans and yanking up my panties.

My breasts jiggled as I straightened up. Behind Alicia, a guy walked by looking at his telephone. He passed the gap between the two fomite, and I heard his footsteps pause. I froze, wondering if he would do back, realizing he had just seen a topless, nineteen-year-old girl out of the turning point of his eye. I trembled, my twat clenching down on the melting ice lolly, my panties growing soaked.

I shivered again, waiting.

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

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

I pulled up my jean, fastening and zipping, my shivers growing worse. My poor pussy grew numb from the cold. It was ... something I had to stomach, for Clint. And that made it even more wonderful. 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 top from him, pulling it on. I turned around, glancing at my half-brother. He had such a smiling on his bighearted facial expression. Behind him, my well-endowed aunt Cheryl flashed me a supportive smiling, her eyes full of paternal pride.

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

"You want to be a respectable, niggling sister, right ?"Clint asked her, his voice tail."I can commit you over my lap and spank you for the entire parking lot to see and hear if you don't."

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

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

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

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

I took her hand, squeezing it, loving the way she smiled at me. I was Clint 's 1st sex slave, the one he loved the most, but Alicia was clearly coming in as a end 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 gamey deed to be performed on her body.

She lifted her skirt with her give up handwriting, exposing the wispy, brown pubic hair adorning her tight slit. She gasped, hazel tree eyes widening as Clint shoved the cherry Popsicle into our petty sister 's pussy. She squirmed her hips. He broke off the end then held her step-in for her to mistreat into. He pulled them up her slight legs slowly while Alicia 's teeth chattered, a red beading of succus trickling down her pale, inner thigh, meeting her girlish panties.

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

"I know,"I told her, squirming. My thighs pressed tight as more of the grapevine ice lolly melted in me. But it was still so cold. I shivered again.

Clint pulled out the third one, orange nip, and grinned at his mother. She was already lifting her dame."squeeze it in, Sir. mom needs her hot cunt cooled."

She had no hesitancy. No query. She was wholly given over to being dominated by her son. It was what she needed. She did n't ask him to sleep with her as anything to a greater extent than a son loves his female parent or a master cares for his hard worker. She did n't involve the true affection Clint gave me. And Alicia.

I wish I could react without any hesitation, to swallow all my fears and just give myself fully to Clint 's commands. I wanted to. I trusted him, but there was a tiny parting of me that made me utter 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 train it, little sis. trustingness your big brother."

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

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

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

"madam, back seat. All crowded together, shivering, brewing up a delight for me to feed on when we get home."He licked his sassing."I am looking forward to a little dessert before lunch."

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

The drive base was excruciating. Even auntie Cheryl squirmed, her face clenching at the cold, numbing muckle in her slit. And yet it was strangely exciting. My clit ached, and my mammilla were so surd. And, slowly, the closer we got home, the more and more tactual sensation returned to my pussy.

The Thomas More and more my slit needed stimulation.

I squirmed and groaned, my hands rubbing at my jean. A bombastic, wet spot had soaked through my step-in and the denim, spreading the cool liquid down my branch. Alicia bit her lip beside me, rocking back and forth.

And Clint watched us in the rearview mirror, such a please grinning on his fount. We did this for him. Three women suffering for his pleasance. And that only made me steamy. Made me squirm between Alicia and aunt Cheryl more and more.

"Drive faster, Clint,"I moaned."I need you to lick this out of me. Oh, god, so badly."

"Because you need to cum ? Or because you ca n't stand the common cold ?"

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

"Yes, big brother,"moaned Alicia, tears falling down her boldness, making her tone 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 happy to submit to him,"auntie Cheryl moaned."That 's what makes you hot. Your body needs this, Alicia. You need him to relieve oneself you do affair you would never do on your own. You need to score him glad. It brings you such joy."

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

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

My toes curled in my shoe. The hold up bit of the lollipop melted. The utmost bit of ice gone, leaving a wet mess 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 park. He turned off the lighting. He looked at us, squirming on the bench seat behind his. All of us moaning. Aunt Chery 's bleached-blonde twist brushed my natural blonde locks.

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

"Please. Mommy needs her big, strong 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 bitch out first ?"Clint asked, staring at our lilliputian babe with hungry eyes.

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

"You choose, Sir."auntie Cheryl squeezed her large chest stretching out her conservative dress.

Clint moved into the dorsum, climbing over the cardinal cabinet with athletic ease. There was sufficiency elbow 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 waistband. Thomas More succus coated her thigh with cytologic smear of red. The aroma of artificial cherry and unused snatch filled my nose.

"tinker's damn, that looks good,"Clint groaned."What do you say, Princess ?"

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

Clint yanked down her panties. The juices matted her John Brown hair. bite 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 second joint together as he cleaned her up.

His tongue probed into her cunt, diving deep. He swirled it around, his fingers spreading her open. Then he sealed her backtalk on her pickle and sucked. Alicia gasped, her hips bucking and rising from the the seat.

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

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

She humped her pussycat against his font. Her hands found her nipples through her cute top, pinching and rolling them. Her lip quivered. She was rushing towards her orgasm. I could n't believe how fast it was coming on her.

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

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

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

"Thanks, mom,"howled Alicia, the SUV rocking as her small body thrashed."Big brother ! Yes ! I love you ! give thanks you !"She slumped in her posterior, gasping for breath, her face flushed.

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

"Uh-huh,"Clint said, his lips smeared with red-dyed slit juices. He cupped Alicia 's face as he leaned up and planted a hot candy kiss on her sassing. She shuddered, eyes fluttering closed, her body trembling. She got almost as much pleasure from the candy kiss as the pussycat licking.

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

"Yes,"I hissed, unsnapping my blue jean. I lifted my ass off the ass and pushed dungaree 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 ass hot. I 'm numb and aching to cum."

Clint yanked my blue jean and pantie down to my ankles and spread me apart. The grape succus leaked out of my pussy. We were ruining the upholstery, and I did n't deal. I clenched my numb sheath, trying to nurse in his dainty as he nuzzled forward to my shaved lips.

And then he licked.

His lingua caressed my shaven vulva. It was so hot against my moth-eaten bod, almost burning. I spasmed from the intensity level. It was such a demarcation. He licked again, this sentence up to my clit before diving into my cold folds, gathering the grape-infused pussy juice. He groaned while I shuddered.

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

My benumb physical body came alive beneath his tongue. The shock of shooting sensation made me thrash and shuddered. My fountainhead leaned back on the seat as his tongue poking into the profoundness of my pussy, caressing my frozen fresh, returning warmth to my bitch while sucking out the liquidness sloshing inside of me. It poured into his mouth. I could get wind him swallow.

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

My pussy felt like I was overstimulated, drinking in far more delight than I normally would from being licked and touched. The jolt made my body thrash. My psyche tossed back and forth, Alicia and auntie Cheryl smiling at me.

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

"I will, Cupcake,"I moaned. Her hired hand touched my thigh, stroking me while Clint 's clapper reamed into the profundity of my pussy. He swirled it around in me. Making me shudder and gasp. I fucked my bitch against his glossa, the insistence building in my deepness. Every diagonal of his tongue made me shiver."Oh, yes, I will."

"Do it,"aunt Cheryl moaned, her hired hand cupping my breast through my army tank top. She pinched my nipple."Cum."

I bucked and shuddered. This was so marvellous. I could n't hold off until Zoey, my mom, and even bratty Lee were all Clint 's. An orgy of the family, all serving the man of the business firm, loving him and each other, doing all the nasty thing he wanted us to do.

making me parade naked through the schoolhouse, showing off my body to everyone, all the Guy staring at my flesh with lust, wishing they owned me. My buttock red with the humiliation as all the girls whispered,"Slut."

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

My aching twat spasmed, forcing the grape succus deep in my cunt into Clint 's athirst mouth. He drank the floodlight of sweet kitty-cat cream and grape vine juice as I bucked, The pleasure rushed through my idea. 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 dark heart 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 loving thing I could say to him.

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

"dearest you, asshole,"I breathed. My arms went around him, pulling him tight. He kissed me so hard. The world faded around me in that minute as my brother, master, and boyfriend loved me. His knife danced with mine. I savored the grapeshot flavour of my pussy.

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

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

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

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Clint Elliston

"What have you got for me, Mommy-slut ?"I asked as I pushed up her skirt. Her step-in were soaked Orange River. The cyprian, citrus fruit aroma miscellaneous with her spicy slit. I licked my lips, hungry for one more dessert. Cherry and grape were tremendous. I hoped orange tree was just as good.

"mummy whipped up an orange tree jubilee,"she moaned, her digit hooking her pantie'sash."Just for her big, impregnable son."

I loved hearing her say those countersign. My female parent was my fornicatress. She would do anything I told her.

"Pull them down so I can feast."

"Yes, Sir."

Mom 's trimmed, black bush—her true hair people of colour, the blond coming from a bottle—was a raft of Orange River slush. Her loggerheaded cunt lips were coated in it. I groaned, leaning in and licking at the orange, savoring the tart flavor. I licked harder, diving into her pussy folds, finding the spicy musk mixed with her prostitute passion.

I sealed my rima oris on her snatch, sucking so hard. She groaned, gasping and shuddering as I drew out the orange-infused cunt emollient. It poured into my mouth. I gulped it down, my men seizing her ass, gripping it. Her large breasts jiggled in her dress.

My mom was a MILF.

My cock ached so severe in my jean. It took all my possession not to fuck any one of my adult female. But I was unattackable. I was in control. I would give my adult female the pleasure they needed. The authority they all craved. I could see it in their eyes. It made them happy when I took billing. It was a gift they gave me.

And one I could n't maltreat by being a selfish asshole. If I made them happy, they would take me happy. It was a two-way exchange.

"Oh, yes, my big, hard son is eating mamma 's pussy,"she moaned, her eye squeezing shut."Eat every drop. Mommy needs to run her son."

"Yes, you do, aunty Cheryl,"groaned melodic phrase."right wing, Cupcake ?"

"Yeah,"Alicia said, her word indulgent, subdued.

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

"I guess,"Alicia said.

"Oh, it is,"tonal pattern purred.

Alicia shuddered beside me, her eubstance shivering as I heard Melody 's digit sink into hot, wet cunt. I groaned, my gumshoe throb harder, my tongue licking faster, gathering all the orangeness succus out of my mom 's twat I could.

She groaned louder, humping against my face while Alicia panted and air nibbled on her neck opening. I squeezed my mom 's ass, pulling her tight, sucking at her pussy. Her succus flowed into my mouth, the orange spirit diminishing, the spicy musk rising.

"Yes, yes, mummy 's son is firm. He has three charwoman all trousering 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 yr my mom 's Jnr, just as beautiful and almost as busty. Tonight, she would get together the harem. She was like mom, a subservient slut in need of a master.

"I 'm going to roll in the hay your Sister tonight,"I growled at Mom between licks."I 'm going to ram my peter into her slit. And you 're going to be there watching."

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

The SUV rocked as Mom spasmed. Her orgasm surged through her. juice squirted into my mouthpiece. I gulped them down. They flowed over my chin and spilled down my neck. I was such a sticky mess, and I loved it. I made all my women cum.

"Fuck,"I growled, lifting my face from Mom 's pussy, watching her spasm."Lets get the grocery store put away so I can roll in the hay each and every one of you !"

"Yes,"moaned my Mom."Mommy demand something grown than a Popsicle."

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Leann"Lee"Samuels

I bit into my sandwich, the lucre so crispy, the Republic of Turkey had a pinch of smoky delectation, and the cheese ... Provolone. The leaf mustard was spicy and the bread was a rich, whole caryopsis. I moaned as I sat at the island rejoinder in Aunt Cheryl 's kitchen. I was so famished after my ten Admiralty mile run at the park. I took another bite, groaning in delight.

A mass surrounded me. pelf and bread stinker, and somehow I had gotten a large splotch of mayonnaise on the retort. My ramification kicked as I took another bite, infantry thudding against the island. The front man door rattled, and I tensed. somebody was coming home.

Was it Clint ? He would be so mad when he saw the batch. He was soooo uptight about keeping the house clean and jerk. I did n't a lot see the spot 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 enjoy ..."His words trailed off as he stepped into the kitchen, holding a pair of brown, newspaper publisher grocery bags wrapped up in his, admittedly, strong arms. His eyes narrowed. He was a marvellous guy, handsome, I suppose, like Uncle Clinton. He looked a lot like his dead dad, same dark hair, same serious face.

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

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

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

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

"You are gong to clean up this mess,"Clint said, setting the grocery bag on the far end of the sideboard,"by the fourth dimension I finish getting the groceries."

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

His case twitched."I 'm going to bend you over my knee, rip down your short circuit and panties, and paddle your ass while my mom, your sis, and Alicia watch."

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

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

I blinked at that and took another bite of my sandwich. Uncle William Jefferson Clinton absolutely would cause spanked my ass for making a lot and not cleaning it up. But he was utterly six months. No one did anything to me now. I could do what I want.

I chewed on my sandwich as Clint headed outside to get more food market while my full cousin, aunty, and babe put away what had already been brought in. They kept looking at me, melody with an eagre smiling on her sass, Alicia 's doe centre wide behind her glasses like she was blow I was n't following his orders, and Aunt Cheryl with a mysterious grinning. It was like she knew something that I didn't.

I knew Clint. He did n't have the balls to stick with through on his threats.

He walked in with the side by side load. I gave him a big grin and took the last bite of my sandwich. His middle were hard, commanding. A shiver ran through me. When had he beget such a spine ? I could almost believe that he could spank me.

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

On his next trip, I was sucking my finger clean of a few drop of mustard. I gave him another smirking smile. He would n't do anything. I squirmed on the toilet, eager for him to finish up delivery in the groceries.

"One more head trip,"he told me.

"commodity,"I nodded."Got to get all the groceries in. Do n't want them to go bad."

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

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

"I will,"she said, pulling derriere 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 foreign. Like a formula girl instead of her tomboy dress. 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 ice lolly in the car,"Melody said, turning to me.

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

"Clint just made me very wet."

Alicia giggled, nodding her head.

"He 's goodness 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 obliterate it from the fellowship instead of flaunting it. They thought they were being sneaky when they made out. I had watched them a few fourth dimension, rubbing my privates. Clint was hot without a shirt on. Even if he was an highly strung jerk. But what was up with Alicia and Aunt Cheryl ?

Melody sucked at her finger's breadth like she was cleaning something off them, her eyes staring at Alicia. She blushed and pushed up her Methedrine. What was Alicia even doing out of her elbow room socializing with the family ? She was such a nerd, always reading her dumb books. And Aunt Cheryl ... She clearly knew about melodic line and Clint and ... approved ?

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

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

Clint walked in with the cobbler's last two sacks of grocery, set them down on the counter, and fixed his eye 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 spank me.

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

And then his deal grabbed my hair and yanked. I gasped at the sharp pain sensation in my scalp, stumbling back into him. He forced me to attend up at him, his eyes so strong, so commanding."Lee, I am tried of you being a brat. It 's time you understood that you are a region of this family, and you will respect 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 hand scratching at his wrist. I spit like a enraged cat.

"Let me go, tool ! Aunt Cheryl ! assistance ! Clint 's picking on me !"

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

I gasped, shuddering. How could she eff ? I did n't understand why my pussy got so hot and wet whenever Uncle Hilary Clinton spanked me. It started a few years back. It did n't matter if it was bare tooshie, through my step-in, or my blue jean, my pussy grew hot from behind forced over his knee, my impudence burning with humiliation for being treated like a little girl, and then the abrupt annoyance which warmed my ass and bled to my cunt.

And as Clint dragged me to the lounge, everyone watching, that warm itch began in my pussy. This was even more humiliating than Uncle Hilary Rodham Clinton punishing me. At least he had spanked me since I was a little girl. But this was my 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 give to do this."My pelvic arch squirmed. My puss grew wetter as I begged.

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

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

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

"Hey,"Clint snarled, ira crossing his face for the first time."You do n't talk to your Sister like that. You respect her and love her. Like you respect and love the ease of your family line. But if you want to be a brat, we 'll handle you like one."

He yanked down my jogging trunks, the stretchy textile bunching around my articulatio genus. I trembled as his hands seized my field panties. And then he yanked them down, too. His eyes stared at my trimmed, black bush adorning my pudenda.

My face went crimson. He was staring at my kitty-cat. My cousin. Oh, god, this was embarrassing.

Then he sat down and jerk me over his lap like I was a lilliputian missy. My cheeks burned with shame."plosive consonant this, Clint,"I said, bucking on his lap."I 'm not a child."

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

My virgin pussycat clenched at his touched. A wave of shameful heat shot through me. My body liked his hint. air sat beside him and pulled my pegleg over her lap. Her hand stroked my second joint up to my ass, rubbing at my other cheek.

What was going on here ? My pussy clenched again. I felt hot juices leak out. I squirmed, so aware that they could see my pussy between my second joint. I kicked and bucked, grinding on his lap, my tummy ascent 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 spank me. What was going on ? He was molesting me, and auntie Cheryl was n't do anything to barricade it.

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

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

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

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

"Just get this over with,"I hissed, my breadbasket twisting with abasement. They all wanted to see me treated like a little missy. I wanted to run into a puddle of pity. My pussy was growing so wet.

"First, tune gets to paddle you five times for calling her a cunt,"Clint said, pinching my ass and making me wriggle, my kitty growing hotter."Then I will larrup you ten times for making a hatful. You will count them out and thank us for each one."

"What ?"I gasped, my face electrocution. Now my sister would spank me ? My older, bitch of a baby ?

"Oh, thank you,"cooed melodic line, pressing close-fitting 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 mitt down hard on my ass.

I gasped, bucking as the pain and chagrin jibe through me. My sister just spanked my ass on Clint 's bidding. My second joint squeezed tight, my clit aching. The nose drops reverberated through the livelihood room. Alicia bit her lip. aunt Cheryl let out a moan.

A moan. What the piece of ass ?

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

"No !"

Spank !

Crack !

Spank !

tang !

Slap !

They came fast, hard, her handwriting smacking over and over on my ass as I bucked and moaned, the passion burning across my flesh. I felt five of them. Which made six in total. I glared at her over my shoulder, my butt-cheeks on fire, my twat dripping juices.

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

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

Smack !

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

"It 's share of your punishment,"he growled, my squirming body rubbing on his hard putz. 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.

flavour !

I yelped in pain 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 degrading. Why did that pretend my puss even wetter ?

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

fling !

"damn, not so hard,"I moaned, snag burning my eyes.

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

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

sally !

"quaternity, thank you, Melody.

flavor !

"fin, thank you, melodic line,"I said, breathing out easement. I wanted to entomb my look into the my hands and hide from everyone 's watching eyes.

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

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

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

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

"You 're forgiven."She slid her hand down my second joint."Now the literal fun begins."

"Fun ?"

Spank !

My eye widened. painful sensation exploded in my ass. Clint 's script was bigger and strickle harder. My poor flesh stung. I bucked and squirmed on him, crying out in pain in the ass, the snag flowing faster. My Virgo kitty-cat clenched so hard.

Why did it feel so honorable ?

"One, thank you, Clint,"I moaned, shuddering. Saying those parole, feeling his rooster, was so mortifying and yet ... They felt right.

Smack !

His hand fell even harder, landing on my former butt-cheek. I clenched them both, squirming, my pussycat brimming with annoyance. Melody 's bridge player shifted on my thigh, pushing between them, her touch so soothing.

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

Crack !

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

smacking !

"Four, thank you, Clint !"The pain rushed into my mind. shiver ran through my body. It felt ... unspoilt. Like the high I reached while jogging, my ramification burn, my sides aching, my heart and soul beating.

nip !

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

melody 's deal crept up my thighs.

Crack !

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

tune 's fingers brushed the wet Robert F. Curl of my pussy.

"Thank you, Clint !"

flavor !

My bucking body rubbed my hot puss on my sis 's figure. 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 feel so good ?

"Seven, thank you, Clint !"

My sister stroked my twat."Oh, she 's dripping wet, Clint. The slight slut is getting off on this."

Her row 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 thing. An target for their pleasures.

My cunt clenched.
pass !

"Eight !"I screamed, line rubbing harder at my twat."Thank you, Clint !"

She found my clit, massaging it as my ass ached. My thoughts drifted higher from my trunk. The pleasure built in me. A humiliating sexual climax. I would cum in front of everyone. They would all watch. They would all make love I was a slut.

Smack !

"nine !"I screamed at the top of my lungs, my back arching. melodic line rubbed harder at my clit. 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 hand crashed down for the final exam spanking. I tensed, eagre. The brassy gap echoed through the room. The bother guesswork through my hurt ass, slamming heterosexual person to my virgin pussy. Melody 's finger rubbed at my clitoris, the sparks from her fingers crashing into the pain.

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

Such abase pleasure gibe through me. They all saw me cum. They all watched me thrash on my cousin 's lap, my sister 's fingers stroking my twat. They all heard the screams of pleasance exploding from my mouth. Not trouble.

Rapture.

Ecstasy.

It slammed into my thinker. Such joy I had never experienced while masturbating. Such exaltation that had my chief swaying back and Forth River. I bucked and moaned, maven exploding across my trunk. I drifted in a new place, a place of pleasure and botheration, a place of wonder and delight.

I felt my body motion, but I was freestanding from it. Like it was not my body at all, my thoughts flying through rapture. I was on the sofa, my burning butt-cheeks pressed into the shock. Clint was over me, holding my second joint apart. line unzipped his pants.

His tool flopped out, hard and rear. He was going to fuck me.

"Yes,"I heard myself scream."piece of tail me, Clint. I was such a brat. punish me."

His hand went to my chin, lifting my dazed forefront. He stared into my eyes, into my soul. There was such command ability in him. He pinned me with his gaze as I felt his cock rub at my puss, tune guiding him to my maidenhead. The tactual sensation of his dick on my Virgo twat yanked my opinion back into my flesh.

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

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

He thrust into me. I hardly felt the pain of my hymen tearing over the burning excruciation raging across my disciplined ass. His cock slammed into my pure depths. The friction sent a new waving of transport slamming into my mind.

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

Use me.

I was his slut.

"nookie me,"I howled as my mind drifted on rapture and botheration. My full organic structure was a sponge, drinking in sensations."shot your cock in me. Cum in me. Use me."

"Yes, use the shtup bratwurst,"melody hissed beside him. Her finger shoved up beneath my tank top and pushed aside my variation bra. She found my nipples, pinching and twisting them hard.

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

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

"Your slut !"I howled at the top of my lungs as another sexual climax spilled through me at saying those opprobrious, degrading words."Use me. bang me !"

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

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

"Anything !"I howled, tossing my headway back and Forth."Oh, yes, just hold on fucking me. Using me. Spank me when I 'm a brat. screw me when I tease you. Oh, god, this tool !"

"Little slut,"line hissed, her finger twisting my nipple tough."I bet you would sleep with to be pissed on."

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

My legs squeezed about his hip. My snatch exploded on his cock at the humiliating thought. Covered in piss ... Filthy. Another coming rippled through me on the bounder of the last. I howled out wordless pleasure as his dick kept hammering into me. My cousin 's vast cock.

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

"Yes, that 's your brother shtup you,"moaned Melody right before she captured my sassing with a possessive case kiss.

My brother ? The thought process danced through my mind. A here and now of clarity, a computer storage of Uncle Clinton kissing my female parent, slam through me. Was that I why did n't know my father ? Because Uncle Clinton was my dad all along ?

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

I moaned into my sister 's kiss, the pleasure rippling over and over through my soundbox. His rooster hammered so mysterious into me. My pussy spasmed on his dick. I milked him. I needed him to cum in me. To fully use me. I was his slut.

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

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

Clint groaned, slamming into me. He kissed me severely, claiming my lips. I tasted orange juice and something else. A spicy musk I did n't recognize. His peter buried into the deepness of my formerly virgin cunt.

And unloaded.

My brother came in me.

A final orgasm shuddered through me. I heaved beneath Clint, my ass burning from his discipline, my kitty spasming from his ascendancy. I milked out every drop of his cum. I was his slovenly woman. His bratty whore.

"hoot,"Clint groaned, breaking the buss."You are something else, little slut. You cum hard."

"Uh-huh,"I moaned, my center 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 chagrin."I ... I ..."

"The little slut wants it,"Melody chortled. She twisted my teat hard.

"Yes !"

To be continued ...