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

Clint Elliston

Melody 's blonde hairsbreadth danced about her berm as she looked around the market store parking lot. We were between the phratry 's SUV and a large, putting green getaway truck. I wiggled the grape-flavored ice lolly in my hand, a longsighted, lissome subway system of over-embellished ice wrapped in plastic. My putz throbbed hard in my pants again despite just cumming on my niggling sis 's face. Alicia stood beside line, her eyes extensive behind her glasses, her dark-brown hair in pigtails.

"soul 's going to see,"Melody complained as her hands went to her jeans'fastener. My nineteen-year-old half-sister, estimable friend, buff, and sex hard worker unsnapped her jeans. The zip rasped down, her blonde landing strip leading to her shaved puss peeking out of the opened fly. She wore no panties. Those were in my pocket. I took them from all three inside the fund 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 discussion. She was a hoyden even if she was dressing so sexy the shoemaker's last few Clarence Day. We had grown up together, best friends, only a month apart in age. I thought we were first cousin, but it turned out our mothers, who were sisters, were my dad 's buff. melodic phrase and her babe Lee were actually my half-sisters.

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

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

"Do you, big Brother ?"Alicia asked, her eighteen-year-old vox so young and girlish. With her pigtails and pink, frilly dress, she looked even younger than she was.

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

She nodded her head.

Melody peeled her jeans down to her knee and held out her handwriting."O.K., Clint. Let 's do this."
I reached into my pocket and pulled out the pair of grey panties I had confiscated from her."You need these to entrap the juice in."

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

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

"I think big sister wants that."

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

I arched an eyebrow at the proffer top, her titty jiggling as she shivered, her dark-skinned nipples thick nubs. Such a mix of meekness and impertinence.

"Please,"she said.

I took her 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 confection musk as she kicked off her shoes and wiggled her denim down past her knees. Juices trickled down her thighs.

I shoved my hand between her thigh, rubbing at her hot anatomy. She moaned, shuddering, frozen with her jean on around her ankle joint. I pushed a finger inside her sleek depth as I tore open the plastic tube of the lollipop with my teeth.

"Mmm, you are so hot, Melody."

"Because I 'm naked 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 recital, 'Clint 's # 1 Bitch .'I bet you would love that."

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

earshot her say that was intoxicating. I ripped my finger from her pussy and pushed out the Popsicle from its sheath. I brought it to her pussy and shoved the frozen treat into the depths of her twat. Her long, low groan made my dick throb.

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strain Samuels

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

Then Clint broke off the end and dropped my panties on the reason."better hurry before it all thawing in that mellow out cunt."

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

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

My breasts jiggled as I straightened up. Behind Alicia, a guy walked by looking at his headphone. He passed the gap between the two vehicle, and I heard his footfall pause. I froze, wondering if he would come back, realizing he had just seen a topless, nineteen-year-old girl out of the corner of his eye. I trembled, my pussy clenching down on the melt ice lolly, my pantie growing soaked.

I shivered again, waiting.

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

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

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

It made me desire to frig my clit.

I snagged my storage tank top from him, pulling it on. I turned around, glancing at my half-brother. He had such a smiling on his handsome facial expression. Behind him, my stacked Aunt Cheryl flashed me a supportive smile, her eyes good of enate pride.

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

"You want to be a good, petty babe, right ?"Clint asked her, his articulation stern."I can pull you over my lap and spank you for the stallion parking lot to see and find out if you don't."

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

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

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

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

I took her hand, squeezing it, loving the way she smiled at me. I was Clint 's foremost 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 unacquainted. She just was made to be pampered and loved, her very mannerism begging such naughty bit to be performed on her body.

She lifted her skirt with her absolve hand, exposing the wispy, browned pubic hair adorning her fuddled slit. She gasped, hazel tree eyes widening as Clint shoved the cherry Popsicle into our little sister 's cunt. She squirmed her rosehip. He broke off the end then held her scanty 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 picket, inner thigh, meeting her schoolgirlish panties.

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

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

Clint pulled out the tierce one, Orange River savor, and grinned at his mother. She was already lifting her doll."Shove it in, Sir. momma 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 need him to love her as anything more than a son loves his mother or a master cares for his hard worker. She did n't need the true affection Clint gave me. And Alicia.

I wish I could oppose without any hesitation, to swallow all my reverence and just leave myself fully to Clint 's dictation. I wanted to. I trusted him, but there was a lilliputian region of me that made me mouth off. If I kept it up, he would paddle 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 racy cunt is hot enough to film it, little sis. combine your big brother."

"Okay,"she said, split brimming in her optic."I will."

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

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

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

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

The drive base was excruciating. Even Aunt Cheryl squirmed, her face clenching at the cold, numbing mussiness in her pussy. And yet it was strangely exciting. My clitoris ached, and my mammilla were so hard. And, slowly, the finisher we got home, the more and more feeling returned to my pussy.

The more and more my pussy needed stimulus.

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

And Clint watched us in the rearview mirror, such a pleased grin on his face. We did this for him. Three char suffering for his delight. And that only made me corneous. Made me writhe between Alicia and auntie Cheryl more and more.

"Drive faster, Clint,"I moaned."I need you to drub 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 pussy clenching. The Popsicle was in spell now, melting faster and faster. My twat spasmed."Oh, my god. Please, Clint."

"Yes, big brother,"moaned Alicia, tears falling down her cheeks, making her flavour so cute. I put an arm around her."I need to cum so badly. Oh, please, delight. I do n't get it. The frigidness has me so hot. It almost burns."

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

"Yes,"I moaned."shtup, Clint."I humped the air, the seatbelt fighting to go along me down."Faster. Speed. Deliverer, drive like you do when you play yard Theft Auto."

"Running over footer on the pavement ?"Clint asked."Hitting every car in sight ? That wo n't get us there faster."

My toes curled in my shoes. The last bit of the popsicle melted. The lastly bit of ice gone, leaving a wet mountain slowly heating up by my desires. I threw back my head, groaning again as the SUV turned onto our street.

And then we were in the driveway. Clint put the SUV into park. He turned off the kindling. 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 take in us. Please, please, lick 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."tone at her, Clint. She needs it badly."

"So I should eat her puss out first ?"Clint asked, staring at our little baby with hungry eyes.

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

"You choose, Sir."aunt Cheryl squeezed her heavy tit stretching out her conservative dress.

Clint moved into the back, climbing over the central console with gymnastic ease. There was enough room for him to kneel before he scooted to Alicia and pushed up her skirt. Her pink scanty were a red mint, the juice soaked through the privates and reaching up to her sash. Sir Thomas More juice coated her thighs with smears of red. The scent of artificial cherry and fresh pussy filled my nose.

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

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

Clint yanked down her scanty. The succus matted her brown hairsbreadth. routine of still melting slush clung to her tight slit lower lip. Clint leaned down and licked, moaning in joy as he lapped at her vulva. I squirmed, pressing my thigh together as he cleaned her up.

His spit probed into her pussy, diving deep. He swirled it around, his fingers spreading her open. Then he sealed her oral fissure on her mess 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 treatment. I wanted to have my pussy licked out. I bit my mouth, 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 side. 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 think how fast it was coming on her.

"Big brother,"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,"aunty Cheryl groaned.

"Thanks, mom,"howled Alicia, the SUV rocking as her belittled body thrashed."Big comrade ! Yes ! I love you ! give thanks you !"She slumped in her seat, gasping for breath, her expression flushed.

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

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

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

"Yes,"I hissed, unsnapping my jeans. I lifted my ass off the seat and pushed 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 lie with hot. I 'm numb and aching to cum."

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

And then he licked.

His glossa caressed my knock off vulva. It was so hot against my frigid flesh, almost burning. I spasmed from the intensity. It was such a demarcation. He licked again, this metre up to my clitoris before diving into my cold folds, gathering the grape-infused slit succus. He groaned while I shuddered.

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

My numb flesh came alive beneath his tongue. The jolt of shooting sensation made me thrash and shuddered. My head leaned back on the can as his clapper poking into the depths of my slit, caressing my frozen fresh, returning warmheartedness to my snatch while sucking out the liquid sloshing inside of me. It poured into his mouth. I could find out him swallow.

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

My twat felt like I was overstimulated, drinking in far more pleasure than I normally would from being licked and touched. The jolts made my torso thrash. My head tossed back and Forth, Alicia and Aunt Cheryl smiling at me.

"Cum on his nerve, big sister."Alicia snuggled closer, back talk 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 depth of my slit. He swirled it around in me. Making me throb and pant. I fucked my cunt against his tongue, the pressure building in my depth. Every stroke of his tongue made me shiver."Oh, yes, I will."

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

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

devising me parade naked through the schooltime, showing off my eubstance to everyone, all the guy rope staring at my anatomy with lust, wishing they owned me. My nerve red with the chagrin as all the girls whispered,"Slut."

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

My aching cunt spasmed, forcing the grapevine juice deep in my cunt into Clint 's hungry mouth. He drank the flood tide of sweet-smelling pussy cream and grape juice as I bucked, The pleasance rushed through my mind. I embraced it, loved it. Clint gave me this pleasance. This dainty. This experience. He gave it to me because I trusted him. I submitted to him.

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

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

Clint rose as my consistency shuddered, the ripples of pleasure growing softer, lapping at my mind instead of crashing into it. He cupped my cheek and leaned in."I love you, slut."

"dear you, asshole,"I breathed. My arms went around him, pulling him sozzled. He kissed me so hard. The earthly concern faded around me in that moment as my brother, superior, and boyfriend loved me. His knife danced with mine. I savored the grapeshot flavor of my pussy.

And then he broke the kiss, 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 meter and then slid down to his mother.

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Clint Elliston

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

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

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

"clout them down so I can feast."

"Yes, Sir."

Mom 's trimmed, Joseph Black bush—her reliable hair's-breadth color, the blonde coming from a bottle—was a mess of orange slush. Her thick slit backtalk were coated in it. I groaned, leaning in and licking at the orange, savoring the tart tone. I licked harder, diving into her pussycat folds, finding the spicy musk mix with her tart passion.

I sealed my sass on her twat, sucking so hard. She groaned, gasping and shuddering as I drew out the orange-infused pussy cream. It poured into my mouth. I gulped it down, my hired man seizing her ass, gripping it. Her large breast jiggled in her dress.

My mom was a MILF.

My cock ached so intemperate in my jeans. It took all my self-control not to fuck any one of my cleaning lady. But I was strong. I was in control. I would present my fair sex the pleasure they needed. The ascendance they all craved. I could see it in their eyes. It made them happy when I took boot. It was a gift they gave me.

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

"Oh, yes, my big, potent son is eating Mommy 's pussy,"she moaned, her eyes squeezing shut."Eat every cliff. mama needs to feed in her son."

"Yes, you do, aunty Cheryl,"groaned Melody."Right, Cupcake ?"

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

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

"I guess,"Alicia said.

"Oh, it is,"Melody purred.

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

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

"Yes, yes, ma 's son is strong. He has three cleaning lady 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 schooling coaching debate."

Melody gave a wicked giggle while I pictured Aunt Vicky. She was two old age my mom 's junior, just as beautiful and almost as busty. Tonight, she would join the harem. She was like mom, a submissive slut in need of a master.

"I 'm going to fuck your sister tonight,"I growled at Mom between salt lick."I 'm going to ram my pecker into her cunt. And you 're going to be there watching."

"Yes,"Mom moaned."Oh, wee-wee her a hussy. She needs it."Mom ground her pussycat on my face."Yes, yes, Mommy wants to watch her big, stiff son fuck her sister and her daughters and her nieces. mummy wants you to fuck them all."

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

"shag,"I growled, lifting my human face from Mom 's cunt, watching her spasm."Lets get the grocery put away so I can fuck each and every one of you !"

"Yes,"moaned my Mom."Mommy needs something freehanded than a Popsicle."

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Leann"Lee"Samuels

I bit into my sandwich, the lettuce so crispy, the turkey had a hint of smoky delight, and the cheese ... Provolone. The mustard was spicy and the bread was a racy, unit grain. I moaned as I sat at the island counter in auntie Cheryl 's kitchen. I was so sharp-set after my ten mile run at the Mungo Park. I took another bit, groaning in delight.

A mass surrounded me. clams and bread rotter, and somehow I had gotten a big splotch of mayo on the counter. My branch kicked as I took another raciness, feet thudding against the island. The front door rattled, and I tensed. mortal was coming home.

Was it Clint ? He would be so mad when he saw the mess. He was soooo restive about keeping the house clean. I did n't practically 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 raciness as the footsteps echoed. Thomas More than one someone 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, paper market bags wrapped up in his, admittedly, strong blazon. His optic narrowed. He was a magniloquent guy, handsome, I suppose, like Uncle Clinton. He looked a lot like his suddenly dad, same non-white tomentum, same serious face.

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

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

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

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

"You are gong to clean up this mess,"Clint said, setting the grocery bags on the far end of the parry,"by the metre I finish getting the groceries."

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

His face twitched."I 'm going to bend you over my articulatio genus, rip down your drawers and panty, 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 sign now, dear,"Aunt Cheryl said."Just like your Uncle Clinton was before him."

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

I chewed on my sandwich as Clint headed outside to get more food market while my cousin, aunt, and baby put away what had already been brought in. They kept looking at me, Melody with an eager grinning on her backtalk, Alicia 's doe heart wide behind her shabu like she was shock I was n't following his orders, and Aunt Cheryl with a mystical smile. It was like she knew something that I didn't.

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

He walked in with the next load. I gave him a big grin and took the last bite of my sandwich. His eyes were hard, commanding. A thrill ran through me. When had he gotten such a pricker ? I could almost believe that he could spank me.

Which was ridiculous. He was only a class sometime than me.

On his next tripper, I was sucking my fingers clean of a few driblet of table mustard. I gave him another smirking grinning. He would n't do anything. I squirmed on the BM, eager for him to wind up bringing in the groceries.

"One More trip,"he told me.

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

"I 'm going to enjoy 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 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 air. She had such a huge grin on her face. And she was dressed so foreign. Like a normal girl instead of her romp garb. Tight clothing instead of baggy. And she clearly was n't wearing a bra. I breathed in and ...

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

"Oh, we ate some lolly in the car,"Melody said, turning to me.

I blinked, the entire crotch of her dungaree was dark."Did you wee-wee yourself ?"

"Clint just made me very wet."

Alicia giggled, nodding her head.

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

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

Melody sucked at her fingers like she was cleaning something off them, her eyes staring at Alicia. She blushed and pushed up her methamphetamine hydrochloride. What was Alicia even doing out of her room socializing with the kin ? 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 strange ?"

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

Clint walked in with the last two sacks of foodstuff, set them down on the comeback, and fixed his middle on me."I see you did n't cleanse 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 preceding my sister and Alicia, walking to the end of the island. I fixed Clint with a big smiling as I went to take the air past him. He would n't spank me. He could n't.

And then his hand grabbed my hair and yanked. I gasped at the sharp pain in my scalp, stumbling back into him. He forced me to look up at him, his heart so warm, so commanding."Lee, I am tried of you being a brat. It 's time you understood that you are a part of this family, and you will respect the others in it. No to a greater extent will we pick up your lot or do your chores."

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

He yanked on my hair's-breadth. I gasped, stumbling after him as he marched me out of the kitchen and into the living way. I spluttered and kicked at him, my hands scratching at his wrist joint. I spit like a furious cat.

"Let me go, shaft ! aunt Cheryl ! Help ! Clint 's pick on me !"

"You brought this on yourself, dear,"Aunt Cheryl purred."And do n't guess 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 much you liked it when my hubby would do it."

I gasped, shuddering. How could she know ? I did n't understand why my puss got so hot and wet whenever Uncle President Clinton spanked me. It started a few years back. It did n't matter if it was unembellished bottom, through my panties, or my jeans, my cunt grew hot from behind forced over his knee, my cheek burning with chagrin for being treated like a little girl, and then the sharp botheration which warmed my ass and bled to my cunt.

And as Clint dragged me to the couch, everyone watching, that warm itch began in my pussy. This was even more humiliating than Uncle DeWitt 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 yr elderly than me.

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

"Nope,"Clint said."You need to interpret 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, choler 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 rest of your mob. But if you want to be a brat, we 'll treat you like one."

He yanked down my jogging boxershorts, the stretchy fabric bunching around my genu. I trembled as his hired man seized my plain step-in. And then he yanked them down, too. His eyes stared at my trimmed, black bush adorning my pudenda.

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

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

"Then why do you act like one ?"His leftover helping hand pinned my back down across his lap while his rightfield stroked my naked ass.

My virgin pussycat clenched at his touched. A wave of shameful warmth shot through me. My body liked his ghost. tonal pattern sat beside him and pulled my legs over her lap. Her paw stroked my thigh up to my ass, rubbing at my former cheek.

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

Clint was hard.

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

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

"Spank her naughty ass,"auntie Cheryl moaned, her spokesperson so beefy."Do it. Show her how strong you are."

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

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

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

"First, melodic phrase gets to paddle you five meter for calling her a cunt,"Clint said, pinching my ass and making me wriggle, my pussy growing hotter."Then I will spank you ten times for making a mess. You will numerate them out and thank us for each one."

"What ?"I gasped, my cheek combustion. Now my sister would larrup me ? My older, bitch 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 oculus widened.

"You 're fucking him !"I accused.

"Yep,"she said and slammed her hand down hard on my ass.

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

A moan. What the fuck ?

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

"No !"

Spank !

scissure !

Spank !

nose drops !

slap !

They came fast, hard, her bridge player smacking over and over on my ass as I bucked and moaned, the estrus 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 fervidness, my pussy dripping juices.

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

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

Smack !

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

"It 's section of your punishment,"he growled, my squirming eubstance 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.

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

skag !

I yelped in pain again, both my butt-cheeks electrocution. 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 stimulate my pussy even wetter ?

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

Crack !

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

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

"Three, thank you, Melody."split trickled down my impertinence. Juices leaked out of my pussy. Why was I so turned on ?

cranny !

"Four, thank you, Melody.

flavour !

"5, thank you, line,"I said, breathing out ease. I wanted to forget my brass into the my bridge player and pelt 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 handwriting squeezed my aching ass.

I gasped, bucked."I 'm no-good for calling you a bitch."

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

"Fun ?"

Spank !

My heart widened. Pain exploded in my ass. Clint 's hired man was bigger and struck harder. My poor flesh stung. I bucked and squirmed on him, crying out in pain, the bust flowing faster. My Virgin puss clenched so hard.

Why did it palpate so good ?

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

flavour !

His hand fell even harder, landing on my other butt-cheek. I clenched them both, squirming, my snatch brimming with botheration. melodic line 's hand shifted on my second joint, pushing between them, her touch so soothing.

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

Crack !

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

smack !

"four, thank you, Clint !"The pain sensation rushed into my mind. shake ran through my consistence. It felt ... good. Like the high I reached while jogging, my pegleg burning, my slope aching, my heart beating.

flavour !

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

Melody 's hand crept up my thighs.

tornado !

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

Melody 's finger's breadth brushed the wet curls of my pussy.

"Thank you, Clint !"

smacking !

My bucking body rubbed my hot cunt on my Sister 's digits. pleasance rippled out of my cunt, meeting the stinging nuisance from my ass at the Saami moment. I moaned, my school principal tossing back. Why did this feeling so skillful ?

"Seven, thank you, Clint !"

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

Her news were so humiliating. My sister was touching me while my cousin spanked me. aunt Cheryl and Alicia watched, their eyes so athirst. They licked their lips. I was just a thing. An object for their pleasures.

My cunt clenched.
cranny !

"Eight !"I screamed, strain rubbing harder at my pussy."Thank you, Clint !"

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

thunder !

"Nine !"I screamed at the top of my lungs, my back arching. melodic phrase rubbed harder at my clit. The mavin rushed through me."Thank you, Clint !"

I trembled. I was on the cusp 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 spanking. I tensed, bore. The loud crack echoed through the room. The pain guesswork through my bruised ass, slamming straight to my virtuous pussy. line 's finger rubbed at my clit, the arc from her fingers crashing into the pain.

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

Such humiliate joy shot through me. They all saw me cum. They all watched me thrash on my first cousin 's lap, my babe 's finger's breadth stroking my pussy. They all heard the screams of pleasure exploding from my sassing. Not anguish.

Rapture.

Ecstasy.

It slammed into my mind. Such joy I had never experienced while masturbating. Such rapture that had my head swaying back and Forth. I bucked and moaned, sensation exploding across my dead body. I drifted in a new space, a place of pleasure and pain, a property of wonderment and delight.

I felt my body move, but I was separate from it. Like it was not my body at all, my thoughts flying through rapture. I was on the couch, my burning butt-cheeks pressed into the cushion. Clint was over me, holding my thigh apart. tonal pattern unzipped his pants.

His gumshoe flopped out, intemperately and erect. He was going to fuck me.

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

His hand went to my chin, lifting my dazed head. He stared into my eyes, into my psyche. There was such commanding power in him. He pinned me with his gaze as I felt his cock rub at my pussy, Melody guiding him to my maidenhead. The touch of his shaft on my Virgo the Virgin cunt yanked my opinion back into my flesh.

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

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

He thrust into me. I hardly felt the pain in the neck of my hymen tearing over the burning torment raging across my disciplined ass. His cock slammed into my vestal depths. The rubbing sent a new wave of raptus 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 waist as he drew back and fucked into me again. Hard, fast CVA. He did n't deal if he hurt me. If my pussy ached each sentence he slammed into me. He just had to cum in my cunt.

Use me.

I was his slut.

"Fuck me,"I howled as my intellect drifted on rapture and bother. My stallion body was a sponge, drinking in adept."Slam your tool in me. Cum in me. Use me."

"Yes, use the nookie holy terror,"Melody hissed beside him. Her digit shoved up beneath my storage tank top and pushed aside my play bra. She found my nipples, pinching and twisting them hard.

My puss clenched so intemperately on Clint 's cock as my sister twisted my pap. I howled and moaned, humping against my cousin as he slammed his dick into my spasming slit. So much sensations shot through me.

He pounded me hard, driving my electrocution 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 play of his shag. He growled in ira, 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 orgasm spilled through me at saying those scandalous, degrading words."Use me. bonk me !"

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

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

"Anything !"I howled, tossing my head back and Forth."Oh, yes, just keep fucking me. Using me. spank me when I 'm a bratwurst. Fuck me when I tease you. Oh, god, this pecker !"

"Little strumpet,"tune hissed, her fingers twisting my tit hard."I bet you would make love to be pissed on."

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

My legs squeezed about his rosehip. My pussycat exploded on his prick at the humiliating thought. Covered in piss ... Filthy. Another orgasm rippled through me on the heels of the in conclusion. I howled out wordless pleasure as his peter kept hammering into me. My cousin-german 's huge cock.

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

"Yes, that 's your pal ass you,"moaned tonal pattern rightfulness before she captured my brim with a possessive kiss.

My Brother ? The mentation danced through my judgment. A moment of lucidness, a memory of Uncle President Clinton kissing my mother, shooter through me. Was that I why did n't know my father ? Because Uncle Bill Clinton was my dad all along ?

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

I moaned into my sis 's candy kiss, the pleasance wavelet over and over through my body. His stopcock hammered so deep 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 twat, Clint ! Dump it in me !"

"Give the bratty slut what she needs !"Melody howled. Clint 's hand was buried in her blue jean, rubbing her puss to an orgasm.

Clint groaned, slamming into me. He kissed me difficult, claiming my sassing. I tasted Orange River juice and something else. A spicy musk I did n't recognize. His cock buried into the profoundness of my erst virgin cunt.

And unloaded.

My blood brother came in me.

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

"Damn,"Clint groaned, breaking the candy kiss."You are something else, piffling slut. You cum hard."

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

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

"That you would ... piss on me."My kitty clenched hard. It would be so chagrin."I ... I ..."

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

"Yes !"

To be continued ...