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

Clint Elliston

Melody 's blond hair danced about her shoulder joint as she looked around the grocery store store parking lot. We were between the family 's SUV and a heavy, green getaway truck. I wiggled the grape-flavored Popsicle in my hand, a yearn, slender tube of empurpled ice wrapped in plastic. My cock throbbed hard in my pants again despite just cumming on my piffling sister 's face. Alicia stood beside tune, her optic wide behind her glasses, her Brown University fuzz in pigtails.

"Someone 's going to see,"Melody complained as her script went to her jeans'fastener. My nineteen-year-old half-sister, best friend, devotee, and sex striver unsnapped her blue jean. The zipper rasped down, her blonde landing strip leading to her shave twat peeking out of the open fly. She wore no panties. Those were in my pocket. I took them from all three inside the store while we shopped.

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

"You know it does, asshole,"air said, though there was a playful catch to her words. She was a tomboy even if she was dressing so sexy the net few Clarence Shepard Day Jr.. We had grown up together, safe protagonist, only a month apart in age. I thought we were cousins, but it turned out our mothers, who were sisters, were my dad 's lovers. Melody and her sister Lee were actually my half-sisters.

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

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

"Do you, big brother ?"Alicia asked, her eighteen-year-old representative so Loretta Young and girlish. With her pigtails and pinko, frilly dress, she looked even younger than she was.

"I do, Princess,"I told her."I think you should have a bald slit. That would arrive at you such a in effect, little sister."

She nodded her head.

Melody peeled her dungaree down to her knee and held out her hand."okay, Clint. Let 's do this."
I reached into my sac and pulled out the pair of gray panties I had confiscated from her."You need these to trap the juice in."

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

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

"I think big baby wants that."

"I do, too."I ginned at strain, loving the way she shuddered. Her pap were so hard, poking at the material. She wore no bra and her circle breasts molded to the cloth. With a shudder, she ripped it off and held it out to me.

I arched an brow at the proffer top, her breast jiggling as she shivered, her twilit nipples midst nubs. Such a mix of submission and impertinence.

"Please,"she said.

I took her tank 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 articulatio genus. Juices trickled down her thighs.

I shoved my hand between her second joint, rubbing at her hot physical body. She moaned, shuddering, frozen with her jeans on around her ankles. I pushed a finger inside her silken astuteness as I tore receptive the plastic thermionic valve of the Popsicle with my teeth.

"Mmm, you are so hot, Melody."

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

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

Her cunt clenched on my fingers."Yes,"she moaned. Footsteps crunched on the mineral pitch A car door opened nearby. She shuddered."Oh, yes, I would. Make me walk around school that way. Let everyone bed I 'm yours, Clint."

Hearing her say that was intoxicating. I ripped my finger's breadth from her pussy and pushed out the Popsicle from its cocktail dress. I brought it to her twat and shoved the immobilise treat into the depths of her snatch. Her long, low moan made my cock throb.

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melodic phrase Samuels

"Oh, my god,"I moaned, long and low as the insensate ice lolly slid into my puss. 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 skin as it worked thick and inscrutable into me. And bottomed out.

Then Clint broke off the end and dropped my panties on the ground."Better haste before it all melts in that melt down cunt."

"Yes,"I moaned, feeling the juice already trickling down my second joint."Going to smash my favored panties."

"You bought them for my pleasance,"Clint told me, his helping hand 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 jeans and yanking up my panties.

My breasts jiggled as I straightened up. Behind Alicia, a guy walked by looking at his telephone set. He passed the gap between the two vehicle, and I heard his footsteps pause. I froze, wondering if he would come back, realizing he had just seen a topless, nineteen-year-old young lady out of the corner of his eye. I trembled, my pussy 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 awestruck cushion. She pushed up her glasses.

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

I pulled up my blue jean, fastening and zipping, my shivers growing worse. My poor pussy grew numb from the common cold. It was ... something I had to brave out, for Clint. And that made it even more wonderful. peculiar. I was putting up with this freezing cock shoved into my cunt 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 smile on his fine-looking human face. Behind him, my busty auntie Cheryl flashed me a supportive smile, her eyes entire of maternal pride.

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

"You want to be a good, slight sister, right ?"Clint asked her, his interpreter stern."I can commit you over my lap and spank you for the total 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 up the plastic.

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

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

I took her deal, squeezing it, loving the way she smiled at me. I was Clint 's showtime sex striver, the one he loved the most, but Alicia was clearly coming in as a finis second. I could n't blame him. She was so cute. So inexperienced person. She just was made to be pampered and loved, her very foible begging such naughty enactment to be performed on her body.

She lifted her skirt with her free hand, exposing the wispy, embrown pubic hair's-breadth adorning her slopped slit. She gasped, hazel eyes widening as Clint shoved the cerise Popsicle into our little sister 's kitty-cat. She squirmed her rosehip. He broke off the end then held her panties for her to abuse into. He pulled them up her melt off legs slowly while Alicia 's teeth chattered, a red bead of juice trickling down her picket, inner thigh, meeting her girlish panties.

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

"I know,"I told her, squirming. My second joint pressed tight as to a greater extent of the grape lollipop melted in me. But it was still so cold. I shivered again.

Clint pulled out the third one, orange flavour, and grinned at his mother. She was already lifting her chick."Shove it in, Sir. mum needs her hot twat cooled."

She had no falter. No enquiry. 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 female parent or a passe-partout cares for his slave. She did n't need the true affection Clint gave me. And Alicia.

I wish I could react without any hesitation, to eat up all my fears and just give myself fully to Clint 's commands. I wanted to. I trusted him, but there was a bantam part 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 Kuki."And you 're naughty slit is hot enough to postulate it, little sister. Trust your big brother."

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

"come on, Cupcake,"I told her."We can bear together while our buddy 's dick stays rock operose. He 's a jerky that way."

Clint laughed, and I gave him a idle lick on the arm. That only made him grinning more.

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

"Yes, mum 's brewing up just the toothsome treat for her big boy."

The drive menage was excruciating. Even Aunt Cheryl squirmed, her grimace clenching at the low temperature, numbing muss in her kitty. And yet it was strangely agitate. My clit ached, and my nipples were so grueling. And, slowly, the closer we got home, the more and more feeling returned to my pussy.

The more and more my puss needed stimulation.

I squirmed and groaned, my work force rubbing at my dungaree. A large, wet office had soaked through my step-in and the blue jean, spreading the cool liquid down my peg. Alicia bit her lip beside me, rocking back and forth.

And Clint watched us in the rearview mirror, such a please grin on his face. We did this for him. Three women suffering for his pleasure. And that only made me ruttish. Made me squirm between Alicia and aunty 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 stomach the cold ?"

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

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

"You 're just happy to pass on to him,"Aunt Cheryl moaned."That 's what makes you hot. Your body needs this, Alicia. You need him to wee-wee you do things you would never do on your own. You need to form him happy. It brings you such joy."

"Yes,"I moaned."Fuck, Clint."I humped the air, the seatbelt fighting to prevent me down."Faster. speed. Jesus, drive like you do when you play Grand thieving Auto."

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

My toes curled in my shoes. The death bit of the Popsicle melted. The last bit of ice gone, leaving a wet pickle 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 drive. Clint put the SUV into park. He turned off the ignition. He looked at us, squirming on the workbench butt behind his. All of us moaning. auntie Chery 's bleached-blonde twist brushed my innate blond locks.

"Clint,"I moaned."Do n't just watch us. Please, please, thrash 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."face at her, Clint. She needs it badly."

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

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

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

Clint moved into the spinal column, climbing over the key console with athletic ease. There was enough room for him to kneel before he scooted to Alicia and pushed up her skirt. Her garden pink panties were a red passel, the succus soaked through the genitals and reaching up to her waistband. to a greater extent juice coated her thighs with cytosmear of red. The scent of artificial cherry red and brisk cunt filled my nose.

"darn, that looks salutary,"Clint groaned."What do you say, Princess ?"

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

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

His knife probed into her twat, diving trench. He swirled it around, his fingers spreading her overt. Then he sealed her mouthpiece on her hole and sucked. Alicia gasped, her hips bucking and rising from the the seat.

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

My pussy clenched in sympathy I wanted that very same 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 fist as Alicia gasped and shuddered.

She humped her slit against his face. 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 crony,"she screamed out, her second joint clamped about his headway.

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

"Oh, you 're so beautiful, sweetheart,"auntie Cheryl groaned.

"Thanks, Mommy,"howled Alicia, the SUV rocking as her small body thrashed."Big blood brother ! Yes ! I love you ! give thanks you !"She slumped in her hind end, 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 kitty-cat succus. He cupped Alicia 's face as he leaned up and planted a hot candy kiss on her backtalk. She shuddered, centre fluttering closed, her body trembling. She got almost as much joy from the candy kiss as the pussy licking.

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

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

Clint yanked my jeans and panties down to my ankles and circulate me apart. The grape succus leaked out of my pussycat. We were ruining the upholstery, and I did n't care. I clenched my benumb sheath, trying to declare 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 dusty flesh, almost burning. I spasmed from the vividness. It was such a contrast. He licked again, this time up to my clitoris before diving into my insensate flexure, gathering the grape-infused pussy succus. He groaned while I shuddered.

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

My numb shape came alive beneath his tongue. The shock of shooting sense datum made me thrash and shuddered. My head leaned back on the seat as his tongue thrust into the depths of my pussy, caressing my quick-frozen smart, returning fondness to my cunt while sucking out the liquid sloshing inside of me. It poured into his backtalk. I could hear him swallow.

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

My pussy felt like I was overstimulated, drinking in far more 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, backtalk stained red from Clint 's kiss.

"I will, Cupcake,"I moaned. Her handwriting touched my thigh, stroking me while Clint 's tongue reamed into the depths of my pussy. He swirled it around in me. Making me tingle and gasp. I fucked my cunt against his knife, the pressure building in my astuteness. Every stroke of his tongue made me shudder."Oh, yes, I will."

"Do it,"aunty Cheryl moaned, her hired man cupping my chest through my tank top. She pinched my nipple."Cum."

I bucked and shuddered. This was so marvelous. I could n't hold off until Zoey, my mom, and even bratty Lee were all Clint 's. An debauchery of the kinsperson, all serving the man of the house, loving him and each other, doing all the cruddy matter he wanted us to do.

Making me parade naked through the school, showing off my dead body to everyone, all the guy staring at my flesh with lust, wishing they owned me. My cheeks red with the mortification as all the young lady whispered,"Slut."

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

My aching cunt spasmed, forcing the grapevine succus deep in my cunt into Clint 's hungry mouth. He drank the flood of sweet twat cream and grape 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 black centre looked up at me from between my thighs. I felt the commanding dearest. I stared back at him and moaned,"Yours !"

It was the most be intimate affair I could say to him.

Clint rose as my organic structure shuddered, the ripple of pleasure growing softer, lapping at my creative thinker 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 present moment as my buddy, master copy, and boyfriend loved me. His natural language danced with mine. I savored the grape savor of my pussy.

And then he broke the buss, his brow resting on mine."I 'm going to larrup 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 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 doll. Her step-in were soaked orange. The tart, citrus aroma mixed with her spicy cunt. I licked my sassing, hungry for one more afters. Cherry and grape were grand. I hoped Orange River was just as good.

"Mommy whipped up an orange jubilee,"she moaned, her fingers hooking her panty'sash."Just for her big, unattackable son."

I loved hearing her say those words. My mother 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 color, the blonde coming from a bottle—was a mess hall of orangeness slush. Her thick kitty 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 folding, finding the spicy musk mixed with her cyprian passion.

I sealed my mouth on her cunt, sucking so hard. She groaned, gasping and shuddering as I drew out the orange-infused twat cream. It poured into my oral fissure. I gulped it down, my custody seizing her ass, gripping it. Her expectant breast jiggled in her dress.

My mom was a MILF.

My pecker ached so hard in my jeans. It took all my self-denial not to fuck any one of my women. But I was strong. I was in control. I would apply my womanhood the joy they needed. The dominance they all craved. I could see it in their optic. It made them happy when I took cathexis. It was a gift they gave me.

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

"Oh, yes, my big, strong son is eating Mommy 's pussy,"she moaned, her center squeezing shut."Eat every pearl. Mommy needs to prey her son."

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

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

"I bet it 's making your little kitty hot, Cupcake."Melody pulled our minuscule sister onto her lap, her hand sliding up beneath Alicia 's chick."Hmm, Cupcake ?"

"I guess,"Alicia said.

"Oh, it is,"tune purred.

Alicia shuddered beside me, her body shivering as I heard melodic line 's fingerbreadth sink into hot, wet cunt. I groaned, my prick throbbing harder, my lingua licking faster, gathering all the orangeness juice out of my mom 's cunt I could.

She groaned louder, humping against my face while Alicia panted and Melody nibbled on her neck. I squeezed my mom 's ass, pulling her tight, sucking at her puss. Her juices flowed into my sass, the orange look diminishing, the spicy musk rising.

"Yes, yes, mommy 's son is strong. 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 day coaching debate."

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

"I 'm going to fuck your babe tonight,"I growled at Mom between punch."I 'm going to ram my rooster into her cunt. And you 're going to be there watching."

"Yes,"Mom moaned."Oh, make her a strumpet. She needs it."Mom priming coat her pussy on my face."Yes, yes, Mommy wants to watch her big, unattackable son fuck her sister and her daughter and her nieces. mama wants you to hump them all."

The SUV rocked as Mom spasmed. Her coming surged through her. Juices squirted into my mouthpiece. I gulped them down. They flowed over my Kuki-Chin and spilled down my cervix. I was such a awkward flock, and I loved it. I made all my adult female cum.

"Fuck,"I growled, lifting my face from Mom 's cunt, watching her cramp."Lashkar-e-Taiba get the grocery store put away so I can make love each and every one of you !"

"Yes,"moaned my Mom."mamma motive something bigger than a Popsicle."

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Leann"Lee"Samuels

I bit into my sandwich, the lettuce so crispy, the dud had a hint of smoky pleasure, and the cheese ... Provolone. The Indian mustard was spicy and the bread was a rich, whole grain. I moaned as I sat at the island counter in Aunt Cheryl 's kitchen. I was so famish after my ten mile run at the common. I took another morsel, groaning in delight.

A mess surrounded me. Lettuce and bread crumbs, and somehow I had gotten a large splodge of mayonnaise on the heel counter. My wooden leg kicked as I took another sharpness, feet thudding against the island. The front threshold rattled, and I tensed. Someone was coming home.

Was it Clint ? He would be so mad when he saw the peck. He was soooo uptight about keeping the household clean and jerk. I did n't a great deal 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 morsel as the footstep echoed. Thomas More than one soul 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 John Brown, newspaper grocery handbag wrapped up in his, admittedly, strong arms. His heart narrowed. He was a marvelous guy, handsome, I suppose, like Uncle Clinton. He looked a lot like his dead dad, Lapp dismal hair, same good face.

"I see you 've made a fix, Lee,"he said, word stern.

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

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

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

"You are bell to pick up this mess,"Clint said, setting the grocery pocketbook on the far end of the buffet,"by the prison term 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 turn away you over my knee, rip down your shorts and panties, and larrup your ass while my mom, your sister, and Alicia watch."

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

"He 's the man of the star sign now, dearest,"aunt Cheryl said."Just like your Uncle Clinton was before him."

I blinked at that and took another bite of my sandwich. Uncle Bill Clinton absolutely would have got spanked my ass for making a mess and not cleaning it up. But he was all in 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 groceries while my cousin-german, aunty, and sister put away what had already been brought in. They kept looking at me, Melody with an aegir grin on her sassing, Alicia 's doe eyes wide behind her spectacles like she was shock I was n't following his decree, and auntie Cheryl with a mysterious grin. It was like she knew something that I didn't.

I knew Clint. He did n't ingest the clod to watch through on his threats.

He walked in with the future loading. 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 pose such a spine ? I could almost consider that he could paddle me.

Which was ridiculous. He was only a year sure-enough than me.

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

"One more than trip,"he told me.

"trade good,"I nodded."Got to get all the groceries in. Do n't desire them to go bad."

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

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

"I will,"she said, pulling buns 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 smiling on her face. And she was dressed so foreign. Like a normal girl instead of her tomboy garb. Tight clothing instead of baggy. And she clearly was n't wearing a bra. I breathed in and ...

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

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

I blinked, the integral crotch of her jeans was sullen."Did you piss yourself ?"

"Clint just made me very wet."

Alicia giggled, nodding her head.

"He 's soundly 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 cretin tried to hide it from the kinfolk 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 uptight jolt. But what was up with Alicia and Aunt Cheryl ?

Melody sucked at her fingerbreadth like she was cleaning something off them, her optic staring at Alicia. She blushed and pushed up her glasses. What was Alicia even doing out of her way socializing with the family ? She was such a grind, always reading her slow account book. And aunt Cheryl ... She clearly knew about line and Clint and ... approved ?

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

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

Clint walked in with the last two shift of foodstuff, set them down on the counter, and fixed his middle 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 yesteryear my sis 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 handwriting grabbed my haircloth and yanked. I gasped at the sharp painful sensation in my scalp, stumbling back into him. He forced me to look up at him, his middle so strong, so commanding."Lee, I am tried of you being a brat. It 's time you understood that you are a division of this family, and you will respect the others in it. No more than will we clean up your pickle or do your chores."

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

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

"Let me go, putz ! Aunt Cheryl ! supporter ! Clint 's picking on me !"

"You brought this on yourself, dear,"auntie Cheryl purred."And do n't pretend you do n't want this. That you have n't been pushing Clint to see if he would bend 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 experience ? I did n't understand why my pussy got so hot and wet whenever Uncle Clinton spanked me. It started a few years back. It did n't matter if it was stripped bottom, through my step-in, or my denim, my cunt grew hot from behind forced over his knee joint, my cheeks burning with chagrin for being treated like a little girl, and then the keen nuisance which warmed my ass and bled to my cunt.

And as Clint dragged me to the lounge, everyone watching, that affectionate scabies began in my snatch. This was even more humbling than Uncle Clinton punishing me. At least he had spanked me since I was a piddling girl. But this was my cousin Clint.

He was only a year erstwhile than me.

"Please, Clint,"I gasped."I 'll clean it up. I will. You do n't feature to do this."My rose hip squirmed. My pussy grew wetter as I begged.

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

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

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

"Hey,"Clint snarled, angriness crossing his case for the first clock time."You do n't talk to your sister like that. You respect her and do it her. Like you respect and love the residue of your family. But if you want to be a brat, we 'll treat you like one."

He yanked down my jogging drawers, the stretchy cloth bunching around my knees. I trembled as his hands seized my knit stitch panty. And then he yanked them down, too. His heart stared at my trimmed, black Dubyuh adorning my pudenda.

My cheeks went ruby. He was staring at my kitty. My cousin. Oh, god, this was embarrassing.

Then he sat down and jerk me over his lap like I was a little girl. 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 hand pinned my back down across his lap while his right stroked my naked ass.

My Virgin cunt clenched at his touched. A moving ridge of shameful passion shot through me. My torso liked his skin senses. air sat beside him and pulled my legs over her lap. Her script 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 kitty between my thighs. 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 hard ... for me. He wanted to spank me. What was going on ? He was molesting me, and aunty Cheryl was n't do anything to stop it.

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

"Spank her naughty ass,"Aunt Cheryl moaned, her phonation so beefy."Do it. shew her how strong you are."

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

"Spank her ass,"hissed Melody, her hand squeezing my early 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 fiddling girl. I wanted to disappear into a pool of shame. My pussy was growing so wet.

"First, Melody gets to spank you five times for calling her a squawk,"Clint said, pinching my ass and making me wriggle, my puss growing hotter."Then I will spank you ten prison term for making a mussiness. You will depend them out and thank us for each one."

"What ?"I gasped, my cheeks burning. Now my Sister would spank 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 eyes widened.

"You 're fucking him !"I accused.

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

I gasped, bucking as the annoyance and mortification barb through me. My sis just spanked my ass on Clint 's dictation. My thigh squeezed tight, my clit aching. The smooch reverberated through the living room. Alicia bit her lip. auntie Cheryl let out a moan.

A moan. What the fuck ?

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

"No !"

Spank !

Crack !

Spank !

Smack !

Slap !

They came fast, hard, her mitt smacking over and over on my ass as I bucked and moaned, the estrus combustion across my physical body. I felt five of them. Which made six in total. I glared at her over my articulatio humeri, my butt-cheeks on fervency, my slit dripping juices.

"Clint said five. That was six."I swallowed the bitch 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 make me say this, Clint."

"It 's part 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.

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

relish !

I yelped in pain again, both my butt-cheeks combustion. Alicia let out a whimpering groan, her body shift, her buttock red. Everyone stared at my ass, watching my sister spank me. This was so corrupting. Why did that hit my slit even wetter ?

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

sally !

"Damn, not so gruelling,"I moaned, tears burning my center.

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

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

Crack !

"Four, thank you, Melody.

sapidity !

"5, thank you, tune,"I said, breathing out ease. I wanted to swallow up my face into the my hands and skin from everyone 's watching eyes.

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

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

"Why did I paddle you ?"Her hired man squeezed my aching ass.

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

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

"Fun ?"

Spank !

My optic widened. annoyance exploded in my ass. Clint 's helping hand was bigger and struck harder. My poor physique stung. I bucked and squirmed on him, crying out in hurting, the tears flowing faster. My Virgo the Virgin pussy clenched so hard.

Why did it experience so upright ?

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

smack !

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

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

crevice !

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

smack !

"Four, thank you, Clint !"The pain rushed into my mind. tingle ran through my eubstance. It felt ... good. Like the luxuriously I reached while jogging, my leg burning, my sides aching, my heart beating.

Smack !

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

melodic line 's hand crept up my thighs.

Crack !

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

Melody 's fingers brushed the wet curl of my pussy.

"Thank you, Clint !"

nose drops !

My bucking body rubbed my hot bitch on my baby 's digits. Pleasure rippled out of my cunt, meeting the stinging pain from my ass at the same moment. I moaned, my straits tossing back. Why did this feel so good ?

"Seven, thank you, Clint !"

My sister stroked my kitty-cat."Oh, she 's dripping wet, Clint. The little slut is getting off on this."

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

My cunt clenched.
gap !

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

She found my clit, massaging it as my ass ached. My thoughts drifted in high spirits from my body. The pleasure built in me. A humiliating orgasm. I would cum in front of everyone. They would all watch over. They would all know 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 cusp of something amazing. Something I had never experienced Something truly special.

I heard the air whoosh as Clint 's bridge player crashed down for the final spanking. I tensed, eagre. The loudly chap echoed through the room. The painful sensation shot through my contuse ass, slamming straight to my virgin pussycat. Melody 's fingers rubbed at my clit, the arc from her fingers crashing into the pain.

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

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

Rapture.

Ecstasy.

It slammed into my nous. Such joy I had never experienced while masturbating. Such rapture that had my head swaying back and forth. I bucked and moaned, adept exploding across my physical structure. I drifted in a new space, a station of pleasure and pain, a place of curiosity and delight.

I felt my eubstance move, but I was separate from it. Like it was not my soundbox at all, my thoughts flying through raptus. I was on the couch, my burning butt-cheeks pressed into the shock. Clint was over me, holding my thighs apart. melody unzipped his pants.

His dick flopped out, gruelling and upright. He was going to fuck me.

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

His hand went to my chin, lifting my foggy head. He stared into my eyes, into my soul. There was such overtop power in him. He pinned me with his gaze as I felt his pecker rub at my pussy, line guiding him to my Hymen. The touch of his hawkshaw on my virgin cunt yanked my intellection 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 infliction of my virginal membrane tearing over the electrocution torture raging across my sort out ass. His hammer slammed into my virgin deepness. 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 waist as he drew back and fucked into me again. Hard, fast shot. 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.

"Fuck me,"I howled as my creative thinker drifted on rapture and pain. My entire body was a poriferan, drinking in sensations."shaft your cock in me. Cum in me. Use me."

"Yes, use the fucking brat,"strain hissed beside him. Her finger shoved up beneath my tank top and pushed aside my fun bra. She found my nipples, pinching and twisting them hard.

My pussy clenched so firmly on Clint 's dick as my sister twisted my tit. I howled and moaned, humping against my cousin as he slammed his dick into my spasming pussy. So much maven shot through me.

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

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

"Dump your cum in the slut 's twat,"line hissed, twisting my mammilla hard, the botheration flaring, crashing into the rapture rippling out of my pussy.

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

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

"Little loose woman,"air hissed, her fingerbreadth 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 hips. My pussy exploded on his dick at the humiliating cerebration. Covered in urine ... Filthy. Another sexual climax rippled through me on the heels of the last. I howled out wordless joy as his dick kept hammering into me. My cousin 's vast cock.

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

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

My comrade ? The thought danced through my head. A mo of clarity, a memory of Uncle Clinton kissing my mother, shaft through me. Was that I why did n't know my father ? Because Uncle Hilary Rodham Clinton was my dad all along ?

My pal was fucking me ? My big, aphrodisiacal, commanding brother ?

I moaned into my sister 's kiss, the pleasure rippling over and over through my body. His hammer hammered so deep into me. My cunt spasmed on his gumshoe. 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 !"

"Give the bratty slut what she needs !"Melody howled. Clint 's bridge player was buried in her jeans, rubbing her pussycat to an orgasm.

Clint groaned, slamming into me. He kissed me hard, claiming my lips. I tasted Orange River juice and something else. A spicy musk I did n't recognize. His putz buried into the depths of my formerly Virgo the Virgin cunt.

And unloaded.

My blood brother came in me.

A final exam orgasm shuddered through me. I heaved beneath Clint, my ass burning from his correction, my twat spasming from his dominance. I milked out every free fall of his cum. I was his slut. His brattish whore.

"tinker's dam,"Clint groaned, breaking the kiss."You are something else, piddling jade. You cum hard."

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

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

"That you would ... piss on me."My pussy clenched hard. It would be so humbling."I ... I ..."

"The little slovenly woman wants it,"melodic line chortled. She twisted my tit hard.

"Yes !"

To be continued ...