Incestuous Harem
Chapter Nine : Incestuous Submission
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2016

Vicky Samuels

I loved how Pam Hiragawa trembled as I led her into my dark classroom. Trickles of light bled through the shut Venetian blinds, painting stripes across the neat run-in of desk. The nineteen-year-old, Japanese girlfriend trembled, hands clasped before her, pale-olive impudence flushed. Her silk-black hair was gathered in a French gold braid falling down her back.

She was the eccentric of Nipponese girl Bill Clinton would love. I missed my victor and lover. If bigamy was legal, he would hold been my husband, too. But my former baby, Cheryl, had that honor. And she did hump him more than I did, so it was only clean.

But I savored the time we had.

And now that Clint was stepping up as the man of the house, I was thrilled to memorise that he, too, had a thing for Asian girl. And Pam was just perfect tense. Trembling, inexperienced person, blushing, beautiful. Earlier, she had caught me masturbating in the ladies'toilet facility. It happened on a gap during the debate tourney my school hosted today—I was the four-in-hand of my schooltime 's team, which was why my Saturdays were occupied. And with no bonus pay.

Meanwhile, all the fun was happening at my sister 's planetary house. Cheryl, both my girl, and Alicia had all submitted to Clint. My unseasoned daughter, Lee, a fill out bratwurst, had been spanked and pissed on. Alicia had her cherry popped, and Melody had finally surrendered herself to Clint. The span had been in sexual love for yr, growing up as kissing full cousin, not knowing the truth that they were actually half-siblings.

And I missed it all.

But Pam would make it all better.

"H-How can you hit me unspoilt at disputation, Ms. Samuels ?"Pam asked, a tremble in her voice.

"It 's all about confidence,"I purred, lifting her chin."facial expression at you, trembling, frightened. Why are you scared ?"

"B-Because you kissed me in the first place,"she whispered."I 'm your bookman. You should n't have done that."

"But you enjoyed it."I leaned in, loving her pink sass."You loved the taste of my puss on lips."

Her cheeks grew brighter.

"That 's why you 're here. You want Sir Thomas More. I can help you gain confidence. To stand tall before a crowd."

"By ... having sex with you ?"

"That wo n't make you more confident."I gave a arch giggle."That will just be fun. What you need is a boyfriend. someone that will make you realize how pretty you are. How smart you are. A sexy, Young man who will clear your substance flap. You 'll want to please him, to love him, to feel his eyes on you, supporting you, when you step out on the stage. You 'll be able to speak with trust because he believes in you.

"Now, are there any son that make you feel those foul quiver in your virgin pussy ?"

"Ms. Samuels,"she whispered."I ... I ..."

"Is it my nephew, Clint ?"I smiled, my leaf stroking over her brim. They were wet, plump. So kissable."He talks about you sometimes. He notices you. In gym social class, wearing your athletic wear. I bet your ass looks marvelous in those short pants. How could he not notice you ?"

"But ... He 's always with his cousin, Melody. They 're ..."She swallowed."I 've seen them kiss."

Does everyone have it away about melodic line and Clint ?

"And ? A boy can love more than one girl."I pushed my thumb into her mouth, so warm and wet."Especially if that female child is bi. How many sentence have you masturbated to my girl, Melody ?"

Her slanted oculus widened.

"As many metre as you have to Clint ?"

She trembled. I pushed my thumb deeper. Her tongue caressed it. My pussycat clenched.

"That 's what I thought."I leaned in finisher, rubbing the tip of my nose against hers."But you just do n't have the self-assurance to approach them. That 's your first test. On Monday, when you see my nephew, tell him his aunt sent you. That you want to suck up his dick while air ticker. If you can do that, you will have taken a great pace forward in your confidence."

I popped my ovolo out of her mouth.

"Can you do that ?"

Her Amygdalus communis eyes were glossy."I ... I ..."

"He 'll love it. I know he will. He talks about you all the time."I had never heard Clint say her public figure once."I know my nephew and daughter. Trust me, this will pay dividends for you. Okay ?"

"I ... I 'll suppose about it."

"Good. Do that. While you masturbate. Imagine it over and over, your pussy getting surface-active agent and wetter."I licked my backtalk."I bet your pussy is so wet right now. Huh ?"

She gave a slim nod of her head.

"And would n't it be so wicked of me if I knelt down before you and lap your pussy ?"I nuzzled her nose."I mean, you 're my pupil. It 's so legal injury, is n't it ?"

Pam nodded her head, her boob pressing on her blouse as she breathed in.

"But that 's what makes it soooo exciting, right ?"I arched an brow."It makes you so wet."

"So wet, Ms. Samuels,"she whispered, her vox such a gamy purr. I shivered in infrangible delight.

"That 's what I thought, sweetie."I licked my rim."It 'll be our niggling secret."

I kissed her before she could verbalize. I captured those dulcet back talk. I could n't expect for Clint to account back to me on his Monday romp with this delicious girl. He would sleep together I was cool aunt. His sexy, submissive aunty who would find oneself him all the hotties for his pleasure.

My puss burned at that opinion. I wiggled my pelvis, my deal unbuttoning her blouse as I kissed her tough, my tongue thrusting into her mouth. She moaned, eyes squeezed shut, her lips moving, learning, surrendering to her passion.

She was such a submissive thing. So tractile. Clint would have no job with her. Ooh, it would be such a wicked surprise.

Her blouse fell loose, and my mitt reached in, touching her bare cutis. She was silky smooth. I stroked up her English, bringing a thrill and moan from her lip. I rose higher and eminent, reaching the bands of her bra. I slid along them until I found her cups.

I squeezed her round breast.

Her bra felt so plain, so deadening. No lace, no exciting cut, no pattern of piffling holes in the cup to show up off her flesh beneath. This girl was missing out. A adult female had so many selection on how to display her body. She should hug them.

And she would once she had the confidence Clint would consecrate her.

She moaned as I groped her white meat through her blouse, her nipples hard. I rubbed rophy with my quarter round over her nubs. The slight sigh and gasp she made were intoxicating. Her kiss grew hotter, her tongue moving, brushing mine.

Her authority already building.

She stiffened as my handwriting reached behind her back. She knew what I was going for. But I did n't let up on the kiss, I did n't give this confection, nineteen-year-old Virgo a luck to object, to think. I wanted her mentation full of lust.

I had plenty of drill unhooking another char 's bra. It was different than doing your own. The clasp came off with a moving-picture show of my wrist joint. My hired hand moved, pulling the straps off her shoulders, baring those chest. My hands found them, squeezing her warm flesh. They were diffused yet firm, so wonderfully beat and plump, vainglorious than most Asian girls her age. I found her concentrated nipples, short, fat nubs that I rolled between my thumbs and fingers.

Now I broke the kiss.

"Ms. Samuels,"she moaned as I rolled her nipples between my fingers, loving how she squirmed and writhed."That 's ... Oh, wow, that 's ..."

"Say it,"I told her."You want to be a debater. A debater speaks with uncloudedness, projecting her intellection and ideas."

"That feels really nice,"she moaned, her sassing shiny with both our saliva."It tingles. All the way down there."

"Down there ? Use accurate language."

"My cunny. It makes me feel all fluttery and wet. I itch."

"What does it make you require to do."

"mite myself,"she whispered, growing more bold."To masturbate."

"How ?"

"I love to rub myself with my finger's breadth,"she moaned."And gambling with my nipples. I smear my pussycat juices on my nipples. Makes them slippery. Then I can really vagabond them. I switch hands, plunging over and over, keeping my fingers coated while I play with myself. I pictured Clint doing it or Melody or ... Others."

"Only thinking about Clint and melodic phrase until Monday,"I told her."You need to be ready to delight him. Practice sucking on carrot or bananas. No tooth. You do n't want to hurt his dick. You want to pleasure him."

"Yes, Ms. Samuels,"she moaned, her hips shifting."Are you really going to ... go down on me ?"

"Be specific."

"Are you going to work out my cunny ?"Her wrangle burst loud from her pocket-size body, echoing through my classroom.

"Yes,"I hissed and pinched her teat hard. She gasped and shuddered."I 'm going to do it so strong. I 'm going to make you cum on my sass. I 'm going to air you home feeling so confident about your aphrodisiac body."

"I 'm aphrodisiacal ?"

I grinned at her."Oh, you are. That peel, these breasts, your pegleg. Girl, you are delectable. Petite and sexy and fleshly. I have to eat you. I 'm so wet for you."I grabbed her hand and shoved it between my thighs, rubbing at my panty."Feel how wet I am."

She gasped, slanted centre widening."You 've soaked your panties."

Her hand came away, bit of moisture on her fingers. She glanced at me and I nodded. She brought her manus to her nose, inhaling sharply, smelling my spicy musk. Her body shivered, white meat quivering. Then she licked her digit while I knelt before her, pink glossa sliding slowly up her digits, tasting her pleasure.

"Now is n't that just delicious ?"I asked her."Imagine what my girl will taste like. I bet Melody has a angelic tasting snatch."Tonight, I would observe out. I would eat both my daughter 's snatch and Alicia 's if I could manage. I was such a bad mommy and a wicked aunt.

As she licked her fingers, I worked down her skirt. Her panties were the same tedious white as her bra. But her crotch was soaked. I leaned in, breathing in deeply. Her sporting lady musk bled through the fabric. I licked, tasting cotton wool and pussy, such a sweet, devoid flavor.

Her hips writhed, Sweet moan escaping her lips as I pushed her gusset into her folds, molding them soused. A few black curls escaped out her gusset. She was n't shaved. Perfect. Japanese girls looked so intoxicating with their iniquity, thick President Bush. I bet Clint would love that about her.

"Ms. Samuels,"she moaned, staring at me. She leaned back against a desk, her hand planting on the border, gripping it as I pulled down her panties. Slowly, rolling them down her coxa, exposing the top of her blackamoor bush."You 're really going to do this."

"Do what ?"

She licked her lips."lap my pussy."

"Uh-huh."

"It 's so wrong. I 'm your educatee. I 'm nineteen. You 're an adult."

"I know,"I moaned, not caring about how immoral this was. My pussy was on fire. I breathed in her woman of the street musk as her panties rolled down her sleek thighs. Her bush was trimmed but thick, hiding her sheepfold.

I left her panties bunched around her knees, ineffectual to resist my hungers for her barely legal slit. I buried my lips into my scholar 's cunt and licked hard. She shuddered, back arching, breasts jiggling over my head as I found her virgin pussy buried beneath the forest of black whorl. I ran along her dent, gathering her whore musk.

Her cunt was pair of virginals tight. My digit quested through her silk pubic haircloth. I parted her vulva, exposing her inner figure, and licked again. I brushed her intact hymen, the membrane covered in lowly pickle, before swiping through her folds and brushing her clit peeking out of its sheath.

She bucked. Her heart shot wide undefendable."Ms. Samuels. That 's so naughty ! Oh, wow. Oh, yes."

"Do n't be shy. severalize me exactly how this feels."I took another yearn, slow lick.

"It feels wonderful. Oh, your tongue is sliding through my folds. I can experience it against my flesh, caressing me. And ... Oh, that 's my clitoris."

"Your clit,"I grinned."Your cute clitoris and your hot kitty, your cunt. Or your cunny. That 's what you call them."

"Yes, yes, my cunt !"Her physical structure shuddered saying that intelligence. She probably thought it was such a tremendous word, but know, her lecherousness burning hot, she realized it was also so aphrodisiacal. Her coxa undulated, silky pubic hairs caressing my lip as she background on me."Yes, yes, Ms. Samuels. lick my pussy. My cunt ! You 're such a naughty teacher ! So bad !"

"I am,"I moaned. I wanted her to fuck my nephew and daughter. I wanted to make my sexy Master felicitous. I had n't even submitted to Clint yet, and he was already my master. He owned me.

And Pam would be my proof.

I licked her harder, faster. My thumb rubbed at her clit as I licked about her miserly dent and folding. I brushed her maidenhead and tope her marvellous, tart juices. They dribbled down my mentum and coated my look. She squirmed and moaned. Her hip shook, shuddered. Breasts bounced above me, dark-brown tit waving. Her fount contorted with her pleasure.

Her rose hip humped and moaned. Her chest jiggled as I stirred the pleasure through her body. I made her writhe and gasp. Her head snapped back. She moaned out her pleasure, optic clenching, body shivering.

"It 's building,"she moaned."My orgasm ! Oh, Ms. Samuels ! Oh, this is so naughty ! I 'm going to cum ! No one 's ever made me cum before."

"Do n't take for back,"I moaned."Let it out. profess I 'm Melody."

I sucked on her clit strong as she gasped. With her eyes closed, I knew she was picturing my daughter and her blond haircloth, her round breasts, her vernal torso. They were the Same age, both nineteen, in the same year along with Clint. Pam spasmed, her boob bounce, the desk creaking.

And then she came. The breather exploded out of her. Juices flooded my mouth as she moaned and gasped. She spasmed. Her Daniel Chester French braiding whipped about her consistency while her chest danced above me, so perky and firm. Her thigh tightened on my cheeks.

I savored her pleasure. I savored preparing my endowment to my nephew and Master. Clint would make out Pam so much. I hoped he recorded her sucking his cock on his phone. My twat burned between my second joint. I wanted to fuck off so badly.

But I would pull through it for tonight. For my Master.

"Ms. Samuels,"she squeaked out as she bucked and shivered a final clock time, her pleasure slowing."Ms. Samuels ... Oh, that was amazing."

"Did you picture me as Melody ?"I asked.

She nodded her head.

"And you 're going to offer Clint a blowjob, telling him it was my melodic theme ?"

"I 'll cogitate about it."

"You 'll do it,"I said, forcing myself to be as predominant as possible. It was n't what I liked, but I could do it to groom young girl for my lord 's pleasure."You want to do it. This is what you need for your confidence. If you can take the air up to a boy and offer to boast his prick, you can moot before a crowd."

"Yes, Ms. Samuels."she shivered."But ... Where can I blow him at school ? We 'll get caught."

"My classroom,"I told her."Before my first-class honours degree class. It 'll be outdoors for you to use. You 'll blow my nephew right where I 'm kneeling."

Mmm, I was such a cool aunt.

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Cheryl Elliston

I hummed happily as I cooked wearing zippo but an apron. It had been so retentive since I had done that. Zoey had been just a toddler and Clint a bun in my oven. Once the nipper came, my sex spirit with my husband and sister had to go beneath their placard. All our kinky fun was outside the house or in our soundproof bedrooms—Clinton made both mine and my sister Vicky 's next door that way.

He was such a William Christopher Handy man.

I paused before the mixing bowl full of the breading for the crybaby, made from dough, and fought back the tears. Sometimes, it felt like William Jefferson Clinton just died instead of six month ago. He was my man. My son may be my new master, but he would never own my pump the way Clinton had. For twenty dollar bill years he loved and dominated my sister and me.

Twenty marvellous years.

I took a deep breath, calming myself. My bridge player shook. I really wanted a crapulence. But Clint forbade me from buying any wine. There was none in the family. The shiver shook me more. I grit my teeth and went back to mixing the breading.

Cooking was soothing. I used to do it almost every dark for two ten. I would derive home from my job as a paralegal for Elisabet Reenbug, a tax attorney, and bulge out dinner. Bill Clinton loved home-cooked meals. I made enough for Vicky and her children, too.

And now I cooked for Clint.

He was watching me from the dining room, sitting at the chief of the table, having a great view of my raw ass as I flounced through the kitchen. He, Melody, Alicia, and Lee were all in there working on their homework, cooling off after our good morning and afternoon of nasty sex. I could still experience Lee 's sass licking Clint 's cum out of me while the impudent sapidity of Alicia 's twat lingered on my lips.

I licked my eighteen-year-old girl 's cunt, and I loved it.

The movement door opened. I tensed for a moment. It should n't be Zoey. My eldest daughter was working at Dairy tabby tonight. If she found me wearing only an apron, that would be awkward. She was n't set to be apart of the harem.

Yet.

I had to have a mother-daughter conversation with her, ease her into it. She was n't as subservient as the other women of the folk, and she still saw Clint not as a man, but as her irritation, unseasoned brother. A kid.

A Squirt.

Instead, it was my Sister, Vicky, who walked into the house back from her day coaching argument. I could just see her in the entrance way pulling off her coat and hanging it on the rack. Then she unbuttoned her blouse. She flashed me a naughty smile. I grinned back. She was eager to suffer a new passkey, to function Clint with me and her daughter and nieces.

We looked a lot alike, though I was taller and busty than my trivial sister, though not by a lot. Her white meat were large and round, so fun to toy with. Her hair was the Lapp ghost of black as mine—when I did n't have it decolourize blonde. Her breasts came out. We had matching tattoos over our core, a Triangle with three missive tattooed at the corners. C at the top, then a C and a V at the hindquarters corners.

Clinton, Cheryl, Vicky.

Her breasts bounced as she worked out of her dame and pantie, rushing to despoil for her master. Unlike me, she was shaved save for a triangle on her pudenda pointing down at her cunt. Hilary Rodham Clinton wanted me blonde and her shaved. Even after he died, we kept grooming ourselves to his standards. In fact, I needed to decolorize my hair again, my roots were too dark.

Naked, she fell on her manus and genu and crawled into the kitchen, ignoring the irritation of first-class honours degree hardwood trading floor and then linoleum. I smiled at my babe as she passed me, staring at her ass and shaved pussy.

She glistened.

A death chair scraped. Clint stood up from his place at the psyche of the board. He was tall, firm, filling out to his father 's powerful physique. Clinton had educated our son, rearing him to be the skipper of his sisters. My married man never touched his daughters, not even when nineteen-year-old Zoey tried to seduce him. He wanted them all for his son. So he made for certain Clint knew how to act, how to handle his cleaning lady, how to take care of them. I doubt Clint ever realized his Father-God 's true goal.

"You would be so proud of him,"I whispered as Clint seized my baby 's hair.

"What do you recall you 're doing, aunty Vicky ?"Clint asked, hauling her drumhead up. She knelt before him, her spine so supple.

"I 'm here to be your slave, Sir,"she answered."To do any nasty, filthy, juicy thing you want. demean me. fucking me. Use me, Sir !"

"Mom,"Lee groaned. Then she slipped out of her robes, her slim, acrobatic body appearing. The eighteen-year-old had small titty and a black bush between her tan pegleg. Her short tomentum gave her a pixyish bob, fitting her bratty personality."Me, too. I 'm his striver, too, Mom. He uses me ! He pissed on me."

"Lee,"Clint growled."Did I tell you to denudate raw and break your mother 's submission to me ?"

"No, Sir,"Lee said, though there was heat in her voice, a wiggle to her coxa. Her red and contuse ass rested on her cad. She had to finger the pain as she squirmed. She was excited to be punished.

Would Clint understand how he had to actually penalize her ? Vicky was the Saame way when she was eighteen, purposefully being a little terror so President Clinton would spank her.

"Then shut your filthy oral cavity, crud,"Clint snarled."And get back to doing your homework. Naked. I want you to really finger that hard chair pressing on your spank ass."

"Yes, Sir,"Lee squeaked and dashed back to her chair, sitting down hard, groaning out her pain, and pleasure.

Clint would bear to learn the same lesson as his father.

My son turned back to my sister."And why do I desire another filthy pussy in my harem ?"

"Because, sir, you love having dirty cunts to abuse. And I just know the thought of mother and daughter submitting to you, being degraded by you, being treated like the dirty methamphetamine makes you so hard, Sir."

Clint smiled and stroked her hair."You 're mine, slut."

She shivered.

"Now go help my mom cook dinner. We have our schoolwork to get down."

"You do hold that History report do on Monday,"Vicky said. She taught Clint 's World History class."And strain, you better read the chapter on the French-Indian War. There 's a run on Mon on it."

"Yes, Mom,"line said, her articulation icy."And you need to determine, Mommy-slut, that I am Clint 's Queen."

"And I 'm his Princess,"Alicia butted in.

"So call up,"line continued,"outside of History class, I own your ass."

Vicky shuddered at her girl 's words."Yes, Madam."

Clint smiled as he sat down, his back straight, proud like the rooster in the hen household. He patted tune 's handwriting before he went back to his homework. Vicky rose with naked goodwill, a huge smile on her back talk as she darted into the kitchen to join me.

Her implements of war went around me, and she kissed me, my titty, barely covered by my proscenium, pressed into her naked titty. She squeezed my ass. It was so marvelous not having to hide my love for my babe, our tongues dancing.

My eyes widened. I tasted kitty on her lips.

I broke the kiss, whispering,"Who 's cunt is that ?"

"Pam Hiragawa's."

I smiled. Clint had mentioned her a few time. He had the hots for her. She was Asian, and Clint was so lots like his sire."Grooming her ?"

"I 'm going to be such a coolheaded aunt."Vicky giggled wickedly."Clint 's going to get a treat Monday morning."

"trade good. My big, strong son deserves all the treats he gets."I shivered, such maternally superbia bursting in my chest. I had raised such a impregnable boy.

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Clint Elliston

Dinner was delicious. Home-cooked and fulfilling. After a day of fucking, I was famished. Breaded crybaby, fresh roster, a salad with Mom 's Italian fecundation recipe. I was feeling majuscule. I grinned as Mom and Aunt Vicky, both naked, bustled the looker to the kitchen, their large bosom bouncing, their consistency brushing each former, exchanging naughty gropes and stolen osculation, the twosome so felicitous to serve a man again.

"Look at them,"Melody said, slipping onto my lap. Alicia had her Kindle out, reading it while Lee was bent over the tabular array, taking a nap on her folded arms, clearly full. She ate to a greater extent than I did. I admired her, her naked back a supple arch. My hawkshaw throbbed beneath my half-sister 's ass as Melody wiggled, her blonde scroll brushing my shoulder.

She smelled delicious.

"They both look so well-chosen. It 's been months, Clint, month since there 's been really happiness in the sign of the zodiac. Since we felt like a family."

I grinned."Even Alicia is here, reading at the table like she would instead of vanishing into her room."

My little sister smiled and kept interpretation, tapping the filmdom to move around the page.

Melody wiggled on my lap again. My dick ached. I glanced at the kitchen, watching my two sex hard worker take care of all the mess. We could n't set forth movie night until it was clean—messes needed to taken upkeep of the right way away, not allowed to fester. Taking care of a home was more significant than pleasure.

Dad 's words echoed in my head.

"You like staring at our mummy'screw, do n't you ?"melodic phrase whispered.

"I do,"I groaned, my dick pounding.

"Clint, would you do something for me ?"line nuzzled into my cervix. My submissive queen licked up to my ear."Would you fuck me so my mom can drub out your cum."

"You are such a perv,"I groaned, my cock throbbing.

She squealed as I lifted her in my arms and set her on the table with a tacky thud. The tablecloth was already gone, and she lay on the bare mesa, polished sullen Robert Brown. Lee lifted her head, blinking blurry eyes as I ripped open the blue robe Melody wore, exposing her bout boob. Her nipples midst and dusky. I drank in her consistence, following the curve of her hips to her renal pelvis bone, tracing that to her down strip show of gold leading to her juicy pussy.

"Say it,"I grinned, grasping her breasts, leaning over her, my dick thrust against my robe. It wanted to bust free."Say what you are."

"A perv,"Melody moaned, squirming, a huge smiling on her face."Your perv, Clint."

I licked her mammilla, swirling around the nub, making her squirm. I loved the texture. My hands kneaded her breast as the table creaked. She wiggled and thrashed, cooing out her delight. To my left, Lee whispered something to Alicia. They both stared at us, Alicia so devoid with her cute looking glass and brown haircloth gathered in pigtails, Lee so up-and-coming with her immense grin and quivering breast. Alicia giggled, nodding her head.

"What ?"Melody asked as I sucked her nipple into my mouth. I loved it. She groaned, squealing as I covered every inch of her nub. She shuddered.

"You are a perv,"Alicia grinned."My big sister is a perv."

"So is your big brother, Cupcake."

I nipped her nipple. I was. Such a perv. I was so hot to follow my aunt lick my cum out of her daughter 's catch. My dick throbbed as I sucked and nibbled on Melody 's nub. She squirmed, her leg rubbing on my sides. Her groundwork moved, reaching down, searching for the tie of my robe. She played with it, trying to unmake it as she moaned.

I switched to her other breast, sucking even harder on this nipple. That really made her buck and moan. Her body shuddered. Oh, she was such a racy trollop. I licked at her swarthy nub and then nipped it arduous, stretching out her nipple.

"Clint,"she moaned, squirming."Oh, yes, Clint."

Lee 's deal blastoff out and pinched tune 's other mamilla. Then the little terror leaned over and sucked on it, the summit of her head brushing mine. melodic phrase shivered, her foundation trying harder, though in vain, to undo the unleash knot of my robe.

"Oh, yes, Lee, suck on my nipple, you naughty strumpet. Make me feel so trade good while my man fucks me ! Put that sassing to trade good use. Mmm, you just live to please us. Clint, me, Alicia. That 's it."

I popped my lip off Melody 's nipple."That 's properly, Lee. You make your sister feel good while I fuck her mastermind out."

"Do it, big sidekick,"Alicia giggled, sounding so schoolgirlish, so much untried than her eighteen years. She was so precious.

"I will, Princess. My world-beater 's a perv in need of a big, knockout cock."

"So badly,"moaned Melody while Lee sucked loud and noisily on her nipple.

I rose, ripping open my robe. From the kitchen, Aunt Vicky watched with athirst eyes."nookie my girl, Sir,"she moaned."I want to lick her clean and jerk. Oh, yes. Make me lick my child fille clean of all your spunk."

"mommy 's so proud of her big, strong son."

"Keep doing the peach, adulteress,"I growled, bringing my prick to Melody 's pussy. I loved this. I loved all these women in my own ways. Melody and Alicia were my daughter as well as my subs. Lee and Vicky were my trashy slave, to be used because it made them glad. I would put down them and show them my love. And my mom ... I would dominate her, control her, and stimulate her so proud of me.

Just hearing her words made my dick concentrated. Seeing her smile, knowing I gave her joy again, made me feel like a man.

"Fuck,"I growled and slammed my rooster into my queen regnant, the woman I loved first.

Alicia took my manus, watching with eagre optic as my prick buried into Melody 's cunt. I gripped Alicia 's manus, holding it like she was my little young woman and not just my little sister. My dick ached as I buried into tune 's depths. Lee sucked harder, her lips popping off melody 's nipple over and over, making her twat clutches on my dick.

I drew back, savoring the frisson of being surrounded by my harem. I drove my prick in again, burning into her sopping wet depths. She groaned, thighs tightening about my hips. She wiggled, wave, the table creaking beneath her.

"Yes, yes, yes, that 's how you fuck your sister, Clint,"Melody moaned"Oh, you are the better, Clint !"

"You are, big blood brother,"Alicia moaned, squeezing my handwriting. Her former was buried beneath her lap, her hazelnut tree eyes growing glossy.

"Just a stud, Sir,"moaned Lee before she attacked Melody 's other nipple.

She gasped, moaning as her minuscule babe sucked hard on her nipple, her pussy clenching so tight about my jab dick. The detrition was incredible. pleasure flowed through me as I pounded my half-sister 's slit. I reamed my prick into her over and over, burying into her tight depths, my balls smacking into her contamination. The tabular array rocked from the force of my thrusts. She groaned, wiggling, shaking those rose hip, gasping out her joy.

Her kitty was so hot. So wet. So juicy. I shivered, reaming deeper and deeper into her cunt. I slammed into her depths. I groaned with each one, grunting out my pleasure. I squeezed my little sister 's hand.

"How does she feel, big brother ?"

"So estimable, Princess,"I panted."Oh, yes. She feels so good."

"Cum in her, big brother. She needs it. She 's a juicy perv. She wants her momma to lick all your yummy emollient out of her cunny."

"Just like you do, Cupcake,"groaned Melody."Your innocent facial expression does n't hide how much of a perv you are, too."

I grinned while Alicia only shivered, her arm moving faster, rubbing her cunt harder. She leaned back in her electric chair, quivering, delicate moans escaping her sassing, propelling me to fuck Melody harder and harder.

Lee sucked back and forth between line 's mamilla, leaving each one shiny and hard. Her sucking pops echoed over the clatter of mantrap being washed in the kitchen. Her every suck made Melody shiver, her head tossing back and forth.

"That 's it, you fucking brat,"tune hissed. Her hand suddenly guessing between Lee 's second joint."And you 're dripping wet. Of grade you are, you cruddy degenerate. You always have a hot cunt."

Lee squealed, shuddering, grinding as I heard Melody 's finger's breadth slam into wet snatch, making that nasty squelch. Lee sucked harder, her slenderize soundbox quivering. Incestuous passion burned around me. My orchis ached as I thrust faster and faster.

Melody came first. Her kitty spasmed about my hawkshaw, hungry for my cum. It spurted out of me in mighty blasts, basting her slit. I slammed my cock deep into her pussy. The table quivered and rocked. My dick buried into her snatch, my back arched.

"Cum in me !"Melody begged."Please, Clint ! Please ! Shower me in your love."

"Do it, big brother,"Alicia gasped. Her low nose quivered, her glasses slipping. Her pigtails danced as she thrashed. She gripped my hand so tightly as she came."flood her. The perv needs it. Big sis is the self-aggrandising perv !"

"Yes, yes, yes,"tonal pattern moaned.

"You are,"I groaned, ramming into my half-sister 's pussy. I stared into her hazelnut eye. She bucked, the brat attached to her nipple, her fingers reaming Lee 's cunt."The with child perv ! It 's why I love you !"

"Yes !"Her snatch spasmed harder.

My balls ached. My dick buried into her depths.

My cum exploded out of me. I grunted, shuddering, spasming, my balls emptying over and over into my sister 's twat. fire after blast of jizz flooding her fertile cunt. I had pumped so much jizz into all my womanhood. I hoped they all would get pregnant and ...

Fuck, I would necessitate to get a job. I would have to support my family. Zoey was right.

"Yes,"I groaned as I buried into her."I 'll fucking charter care of you all !"

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tune Samuels

Lee 's hand clamped over my pussy, holding in Clint 's spunk, made me shiver. I lay on the tabular array, hugging my genu to my breasts, making trusted none escaped so my mom could lick me clean. It was so hot.

I licked my finger, savoring the terror 's pussy succus. Lee grinned at me. I could n't serve grinning back. We had drifted so far apart as sisters, almost strangers to each other, and now our true selves were unmasked, our passionateness exposed. And we accepted each other. I felt genuine affection, even fuck, for the brat.

And it was so very much fun humiliating her. And soon I would get to do it to my mother. My mother.

"Hurry up and clean house,"I moaned.

"They ca n't rush it,"Clint grinned."They have to do it perfectly or they 'll be punished."

Lee shuddered, a big smile crossing her lips. She liked being punished.

"There, big brother,"Alicia moaned, rising from the floor."All clean."

"Mmm, you did such a good job, Princess,"Clint told her and kissed her on the sass. She had licked all my pussy juices off his cock. He pulled her onto his lap, nuzzling against her neck while she squealed like a picayune girl.

She was so cute with him.

The dishwasher rumbled to life. The kitchen 's lights turned off. I craned my principal, staring down the mesa, the existence upside down, and smiled as aunty Cheryl and my mom walked out naked, their vauntingly white meat bouncing together.

"We 've finished, Sir,"aunt Cheryl said."Would you like to scrutinise our work ?"

"Do I need to ?"Clint sounded so commanding.

"No, Sir,"Mom answered, her voice thick and throaty.

"Is it movie fourth dimension ?"Lee asked, bursting with excitement."I want Mom to see what a tight pee loose woman I am, Sir !"She bounced, her script rubbing so hard against my wet pussy.

"It is,"Clint said."Keep covering your sister 's cunt, slut."

Then he picked me up in his arms. He was so strong. I felt like a cuddly egg, still clutching my articulatio genus, as he carried me, Lee trailing, her hired man struggling to cut through my snatch and keep all the cum trapped in me. Everyone followed, eager for the fun. The camera was already hooked up to the TV, ready to play the naughty film we made this afternoon.

Clint reached the couch and sat down. Then, to my complete electrical shock, he flipped me over onto his lap, my face pressing into the cushion. Before I could understand what was going on, his manus squeezed my ass.

"But first, Melody 's been smart with me all day, forgetting that I am in care, not her."

"I have,"I shuddered. He had promised me a spanking. He had n't forgotten. I had pushed him, queer to see just how strong my man was. He indulged me because it made him felicitous, but there were limits.

And I had to be punished for crossing them.

"auntie Slut, get your mouth over here and start licking your girl 's pussy while I spank her."Clint grinned."We do n't want to suffer all that jizz."

And he really wanted to ready sure I enjoyed my punishment while at the same metre directing us like his toy dog. I shivered, loving it. Alicia sat down beside him, pulling my head into her lap, her sort hands caressing my hair.

My mom let out a groan that may have been sir, but it was too full of throaty love for me to tell. She knelt on the floor, grabbed my thighs, and buried her face into my puss. Her tongue licked through my creamy plication, gathering Clint 's cum as it leaked out.

And then it hit me. My mom was licking my pussy. She birthed me, and now she was devouring me.

This was so haywire. So wicked. I was such a perv for wanting this. I wiggled my hips, savoring the demoralize incest. Her lingua flew across my pussy, licking, sucking, devouring every free fall of my cream and Clint 's cum.

"Wow,"Lee gasped."Mom 's licking you."

"She is,"I moaned, quivering, wiggling on Clint 's lap. I was still kneeling, my ass so high-pitched up and—

Crack !

Clint 's deal fell. Burning painful sensation shot through me. I groaned, wiggling my hips, grinding on my mom 's licking tongue and gamy lips. The stinging heating system bled into my slit, mixing with the rapture.

"You were such a bad big sis,"giggled Alicia.

crack !

"Oh, god,"I moaned."Clint !"

He did n't larrup me as hard as Lee, letting me palpate the delight of the stinging instead of agony. I loved it. He was so potent, proving to all of us that he deserved to be the man of the star sign. My articulatio coxae wiggled more, my pussy growing hotter and hotter. I groaned, the pleasure bleeding out of me. Such hot, grand delight drifted through me.

My kitty clenched and relaxed. My eyes fluttered. Oh, his hand was so scrumptious. So overlooking. And Mom 's glossa was skilled. She probed into my depths, devouring me, her hands clenching on my thigh as she drank my cum.

wisecrack !

"Eat her twat,"growled Clint."Devour your daughter 's catch. Please her. She 's your queen. Worship her."

"Yes, Sir,"moaned my mom."Madam, you taste so skillful. So delicious."

"And you feel so right, Mommy-slut,"I moaned."Keep defeat my pussy. Put that smutty tongue to good use. Oh, I ca n't wait to piss in your mouth. You and Lee, every break of the day, will wassail our pissing. We 'll take turns who we piss in."

"Yes,"Lee groaned.

"Yes, brothel keeper !"moaned my mom.

Just hearing my mom 's submission made me waver. Clint 's hired hand cracked down again, the nuisance flaring as Mom 's rim found my button. She sucked on them. My toes curled as the Benjamin Rush of incestuous joy through me. I quivered and moaned, my coming bursting through my body.

Pleasure flooded through me. Hot wafture of heat that splashed against my thinker. They inundated my thoughts. My mom made me cum while my half-brother spanked me. Clint 's hand rested on my ass, squeezing it as I moaned and gasped.

"Yes, yes, I have such a nasty mom ! Slut-mom ! Oh, god ! salt lick all the pussy cream and cum out of my snatch, Mommy-slut. You 're just a woman of the street ! A cock-sucking, piss-drinking, cunt-lapping whore !"

"She is,"Clint groaned, giving my ass a nice squeeze.

"You are so awesome, Mom !"squealed Lee."slug her cunt. Oh, yes, mum. I love you so much ! We 're hussy together !"

"Yes, you are !"I screamed, my articulation echoing through the bread and butter room. I loved our family. It was the good in the world.

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Vicky Samuels

My daughter 's pussy tasted as sweet as I imagined it would, and eating Clint 's cum out of her snatch made me so wet. So I was so happy to obey my nephew 's side by side command. I plopped down on his lap, siting on him, facing the TV, and groaned as his dick filled my cunt.

The dick that now owned me. The tool that had fucked my daughter not long ago. It had filled her puss like it filled mine. Clint 's strong arms went around my waist, holding me against his strong pectus. I could almost imagine it was his father holding me.

Almost.

"Movie time,"squealed Lee. She hit dramatic play on the camera, then dived back down to sit on the floor before the couch. Alicia was on our right hand, line and my Sister on our left. Clint 's Kuki-Chin rested on my shoulder.

"Ready, whore ?"he asked as the camera showed Lee kneeling naked in the tub up in the master bedroom, her physical structure quivering.

"I am so ready,"I groaned, my pussy clenching on his dick as my eyes were riveted to the screen.

Clint 's dick appeared, grasped in melody 's helping hand. Lee opened her oral cavity, so eager and quick. I could n't look away from my youngest 's first perceptiveness of abasement and piss. My puss clenched so hard on my Master 's cock when his water erupted.

That lily-livered stream splashed into Lee 's subject mouth. I could see her oculus widening, the mix of shame and pleasure at the first acrid taste of wee-wee landing on her tongue. She savored it. She shivered, her small breasts jiggling as piss overflowed her mouth. The stream was so strong and powerful.

And then Melody aimed it around her boldness, hosing her in sheets of yellowness. The urine flowed up to her point and then ran down her neck and chest to her breasts. She had her eyes closed as she showered in humiliation.

"Oh, god, baby girl,"I moaned."You are such a loose woman. You fucking loved it."

"I did, Mom,"Lee moaned as she sat on the floor.

"She came so gruelling as we degraded her,"Clint groaned, his hired hand sliding up, squeezing my tits.

My nephew found my nipples, playing with them as my eyes were riveted on the screen.

Even though we were n't fucking, just feeling his prick in me, shifting around as we both squirmed at the hot plenty on the concealment, sent wavelet of rapturous heat through me. My breathing grew hotter and hotter as my sis seized Lee 's piss soaked hair, yanking her head around.

It was captured in HD clarity. It looked so perplex on the huge TV. I could see the bead of xanthous peeing working down her buttock as she sat in profile now, her human face buried into my sis 's slit. I licked my sass, remembering all the time I had drunk Cheryl 's urine while Clinton watched, his cock sometimes in my pussy or ass.

Cheryl pissed heavy. current escaped, running down my daughter 's cheek. She squirmed and moaned and then was licking pussycat.

"Was that your first cunt you ate ?"I asked as on the TV my daughter lapped at my sister 's hairy snatch.

"Yes, Mom,"Lee moaned."I 'm not into lady friend, so it was so humiliating to have to lick her kitty clean. I did it though. I cleaned her up and made her cum. You ca n't see her face, but listen to her."

"I hear her. Oh, you 're making my former sister squeal. You 're making her cum. You are such a pussy-licking strumpet, Lee."

"And that makes you hot, huh, whore ?"Clint asked, twisting my teat."Watching your baby girl be a filthy slut ?"

"So hot, Sir !"I groaned, quivering, the turmoil construction in my body.

Alicia stepped up next, getting retaliation on Lee for all the meter she was picked on, her small-scale consistence quivering, her stomach rippling as she ground her pussy on Lee 's font, flooding her with so much urine. My daughter drank it all, gulping it down, loving it while Clint fucked her snatch so hard.

"I 'm so gallant of you for being such a cruddy lady of pleasure, Lee,"I moaned, squirming more and more, hearing her gulping urine and take Clint 's cock."We 're going to drink piddle every morning together."

"Yes, Mom,"Lee moaned."Sluts together."

"They should get matching tattoos,"moaned strain."mamma and Daughter Piss Sluts."

"Fuck,"Clint groaned, twisting my nipple hard.

My pussycat was so hot. I shifted, sliding up just an inch, savoring the friction of his girth, before slipping back down. Over and over, just enough to work us both groan and gasp as we watched Lee drub Alicia to her coming, my niece screaming her point off as the joy crashed over her.

"Now it 's my turn,"Melody moaned.

I grinned as line joined the tub. Clint switched pickle at tune 's importunity, fucking Lee 's Virgo the Virgin bunghole as melodic phrase pissed all over her face. Watching my youngest lick my eldest made my twat even hotter. Sisterly incest, so lie with and nasty all at the same meter, Lee 's face stained with cunt and piss.

"Oh, god, you two are so hot. Oh, Lee, you drank your Sister 's piss."

"While Clint fucked my pussy, Mom,"she moaned."It was hot."

"So hot,"Clint groaned."Keep sliding that twat on my cock, slattern. I 'm going to flood you with so very much cum. I hope you 're not on birthing control. I 'm breeding you, Aunt Vicky."

"Oh, my god !"I gasped, bucking on his peter as my eyes were locked onto Lee trapped between Melody and Clint, her minor body rocking, peeing dripping from her aspect, her ass taking Clint 's thick cock.

The cock that was buried in my pussy. This turncock had taken both my daughter 's virginity. The first hammer in their mouths, their slit, and their prat. And it was in my twat. The cunt that birthed them both.

"Clint !"I screamed as I came, my pussy spasming about his peter. I thrashed on his lap, savoring his fingerbreadth pinching and rolling my nipples.

His hips thrust up. He grunted, driving his pecker into my cumming depths. Cum splashed into my pussy. My nephew 's jizz. I groaned, shuddering, writhing, my kitty-cat milking his dick, eagre for every survive drop of his spunk.

"Yes, yes, yes,"I moaned."Cum in me ! multiply me, Sir ! stock your auntie like you bred both my daughters !"

Clint held me pixilated, grunting into my ear as his cum pumped into my depths."You are the coolest aunt ever, slut."

"Yes !"I screamed as my orgasm burned even hotter through me. I could n't wait until Monday and his treat.

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Zoey Elliston

I yawned as I staggered up to the porch. It was recent, past three in the break of day. My groundwork were killing me. I reeked of body nebulizer and aroma, masking how dirty I felt. It was a long shift, but I made so practically money. Over a thousand in point. That would help the house out.

individual had to step up. Clint claimed he was the man of the mansion, but that boy had no theme that money was getting tight, that Mom was slacking at piece of work and not bringing home as much. And without Dad 's paycheck ...

At least it was fun money to make. Men were such idiots. I was so glad Stefani had this idea.

I fumbled with my Key. It was dingy, past two AM. I opened the threshold and stepped into the vacuous house. My heels clicked as I walked in, clutching my gym bag holding my piece of work clothes in them. I walked only a few steps when the living room light source clicked on.

I froze.

"Zoey, we need to let the cat out of the bag,"my mother said.

My stomach clenched. She knew. Somehow, she knew I was stripping at Flashing glister instead of working the thick fryer at Dairy Queen. She would kill me. I may be twenty, but I still was going to school. I still lived beneath her roof.

Dad would have definitely kill me for this. Fuck.

Trembling, I stepped into the living elbow room and faced my mom wearing a bath robe, her dyed-blonde hair's-breadth mussed, her legs crossed. I swallowed and tried to sound casual as I said,"Hi, Mom. About what ?"

To be continued ...