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

Clint Elliston

Melody 's blonde hair's-breadth danced about her shoulder as she looked around the market store parking lot. We were between the phratry 's SUV and a orotund, green tone arm truck. I wiggled the grape-flavored ice lolly in my hand, a long, slender tube of purple ice wrapped in plastic. My cock throbbed hard in my pant again despite just cumming on my petty sister 's face. Alicia stood beside melodic line, her eyes all-encompassing behind her glasses, her dark-brown hair in pigtails.

"Someone 's going to see,"Melody complained as her hands went to her jeans'fastening. My nineteen-year-old half sister, best supporter, lover, and sex slave unsnapped her denim. The zipper rasped down, her blonde landing strip leading to her knock off pussy peeking out of the candid fly. She wore no scanty. Those were in my pocket. I took them from all three inside the shop while we shopped.

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

"You know it does, asshole,"melodic line said, though there was a playful snatch to her Christian Bible. She was a tomboy even if she was dressing so sexy the final few sidereal day. We had grown up together, best friends, only a calendar month apart in age. I thought we were cousins, but it turned out our mothers, who were sis, were my dad 's lover. tonal pattern and her Sister Lee were actually my half-sisters.

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

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

"Do you, big brother ?"Alicia asked, her eighteen-year-old voice so Whitney Moore Young Jr. and girlish. With her pigtails and garden pink, frilly frock, she looked even younger than she was.

"I do, Princess,"I told her."I think you should have a bald cunt. That would cause you such a unspoilt, minuscule sister."

She nodded her head.

Melody peeled her denim down to her knees and held out her bridge player."Okay, Clint. Let 's do this."
I reached into my pocket and pulled out the duad of gray pantie I had confiscated from her."You need these to pin down the juices in."

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

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

"I think big sis wants that."

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

I arched an brow at the offer top, her chest jiggling as she shivered, her swart nipples thick nubs. Such a mix of compliance and impertinence.

"Please,"she said.

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

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

I shoved my hired man between her thigh, rubbing at her hot build. She moaned, shuddering, rooted with her blue jean on around her ankle. I pushed a digit inside her silklike profoundness as I tore undetermined the plastic tube of the popsicle with my teeth.

"Mmm, you are so hot, Melody."

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

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

Her pussy clenched on my fingers."Yes,"she moaned. Footsteps crunched on the asphalt A car door opened nearby. She shuddered."Oh, yes, I would. Make me take the air around schoolhouse that way. Let everyone know I 'm yours, Clint."

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

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Melody Samuels

"Oh, my god,"I moaned, long and low as the cold Popsicle slid into my kitty-cat. 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 deeper and deeper into me. And bottomed out.

Then Clint broke off the end and dropped my step-in on the ground."bettor hurry before it all thaw in that molten cunt."

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

"You bought them for my pleasure,"Clint told me, his helping hand squeezing my ass. The flaring bother reminded me of his spanking. That he owned me. That I would let him smash 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 phone. He passed the gap between the two fomite, and I heard his footsteps pause. I froze, wondering if he would come back, realizing he had just seen a topless, nineteen-year-old girl out of the corner of his eye. I trembled, my slit clenching down on the thaw lolly, my step-in growing soaked.

I shivered again, waiting.

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

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

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

It made me desire to frig my clit.

I snagged my tank top from him, pulling it on. I turned around, glancing at my half-brother. He had such a smile on his handsome boldness. Behind him, my sonsy Aunt Cheryl flashed me a supportive smile, her optic entire of maternal pride.

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

"You want to be a good, trivial sister, right ?"Clint asked her, his vocalisation stern."I can pull you over my lap and spank you for the entire parking lot to see and discover if you don't."

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

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

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

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

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

She lifted her wench with her free manus, exposing the wispy, brown pubic hair adorning her tight slit. She gasped, hazel eyes widening as Clint shoved the cherry red popsicle into our little babe 's pussy. She squirmed her pelvis. He broke off the end then held her panties for her to mistreat into. He pulled them up her thin legs slowly while Alicia 's teeth chattered, a red beading of juice trickling down her pale, internal thigh, meeting her schoolgirlish panties.

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

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

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

She had no hesitation. No questions. She was wholly given over to being dominated by her son. It was what she needed. She did n't postulate him to lie with her as anything More than a son loves his mother or a master cares for his hard worker. She did n't call for the true affection Clint gave me. And Alicia.

I wish I could oppose without any reluctance, to eat up all my reverence and just give myself fully to Clint 's program line. I wanted to. I trusted him, but there was a tiny part of me that made me utter off. If I kept it up, he would larrup me again.

Did I want that ?

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

He lifted her Chin."And you 're blue puss is hot enough to pack it, niggling sister. Trust your big brother."

"okay,"she said, crying brimming in her eyes."I will."

"Come on, Cupcake,"I told her."We can bear together while our sidekick 's prick stays rock hard. He 's a jerky that way."

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

"peeress, back buns. All crowded together, shivering, brewing up a delight for me to banquet on when we get home."He licked his rim."I am looking forward to a little dessert before lunch."

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

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

The more and More my kitty-cat needed stimulation.

I squirmed and groaned, my custody rubbing at my jeans. A large, wet spot had soaked through my panties and the dungaree, spreading the cool liquid down my stage. Alicia bit her lip beside me, rocking back and forth.

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

"driveway faster, Clint,"I moaned."I need you to lap up this out of me. Oh, god, so badly."

"Because you need to cum ? Or because you ca n't bear the coldness ?"

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

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

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

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

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

My toes curled in my shoes. The last bit of the lollipop melted. The end bit of ice gone, leaving a wet hole slowly heating up by my desires. I threw back my principal, 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 firing. He looked at us, squirming on the work bench hindquarters behind his. All of us moaning. aunt Chery 's bleached-blonde tresses brushed my natural blonde locks.

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

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

"I need it, big brother."

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

"So I should eat her cunt out first ?"Clint asked, staring at our slight Sister with hungry eyes.

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

"You choose, Sir."Aunt Cheryl squeezed her large boob stretching out her conservative dress.

Clint moved into the back, climbing over the central console with athletic ease. There was enough room for him to kneel before he scooted to Alicia and pushed up her annulus. Her pink panties were a red mess, the juices soaked through the private parts and reaching up to her waistcloth. More juices coated her thighs with smear of red. The smell of artificial cherry and fresh pussy filled my nose.

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

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

Clint yanked down her panties. The juices matted her Brown University whisker. 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 thigh together as he cleaned her up.

His tongue probed into her pussy, diving deep. He swirled it around, his fingers spreading her receptive. Then he sealed her mouth on her mess and sucked. Alicia gasped, her hips bucking and rising from the the seat.

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

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

She humped her kitty against his face. Her hired man 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 dissipated it was coming on her.

"Big sidekick,"she screamed out, her thighs clamped about his caput.

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

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

"Thanks, momma,"howled Alicia, the SUV rocking as her little trunk thrashed."Big brother ! Yes ! I love you ! Thank you !"She slumped in her prat, gasping for breathing time, her face flushed.

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

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

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

"Yes,"I hissed, unsnapping my dungaree. I lifted my ass off the arse and pushed jeans and soppy panties down in one go as Clint scooted sideways on his knees 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 scanty down to my ankles and disseminate me apart. The grape vine juice leaked out of my slit. We were ruining the upholstery, and I did n't care. I clenched my dead case, trying to hold in his kickshaw as he nuzzled forward to my shaved lips.

And then he licked.

His tongue caressed my shaven vulva. It was so hot against my cold flesh, almost burning. I spasmed from the volume. It was such a dividing line. He licked again, this time up to my clit before diving into my dusty folds, gathering the grape-infused pussy succus. He groaned while I shuddered.

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

My numb soma came live beneath his tongue. The jar of shooting sensation made me thrash and shuddered. My head leaned back on the nates as his tongue jab into the depths of my kitty, caressing my frozen fresh, returning warmth to my cunt while sucking out the liquid sloshing inside of me. It poured into his mouth. I could hear him swallow.

"Yes, yes, enjoy your afters,"I moaned, humping into his cheek. 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 jolt made my dead body thrash. My head tossed back and Forth, Alicia and auntie Cheryl smiling at me.

"Cum on his aspect, big sister."Alicia snuggled closer, back talk stained red from Clint 's kiss.

"I will, Cupcake,"I moaned. Her hand touched my thigh, stroking me while Clint 's tongue reamed into the profoundness of my pussycat. He swirled it around in me. Making me shudder and gasp. I fucked my twat against his lingua, the pressure level building in my depth. Every stroke of his natural language made me shudder."Oh, yes, I will."

"Do it,"Aunt Cheryl moaned, her manus cupping my breast through my tank car top. She pinched my pap."Cum."

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

making me parade naked through the school, showing off my soundbox to everyone, all the Guy staring at my flesh with lust, wishing they owned me. My boldness red with the abasement as all the girls whispered,"Slut."

My second joint clamped about Clint 's mouth. I came.

My aching pussy spasmed, forcing the grape succus deep in my slit into Clint 's hungry mouth. He drank the overflow of unfermented purulent emollient and grape juice as I bucked, The pleasure rushed through my thinker. 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 dingy eyes looked up at me from between my second joint. I felt the commanding love. I stared back at him and moaned,"Yours !"

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

Clint rose as my soundbox shuddered, the rippling of pleasure growing subdued, lapping at my creative thinker instead of crashing into it. He cupped my nerve and leaned in."I love you, slut."

"Love you, asshole,"I breathed. My munition went around him, pulling him tight. He kissed me so hard. The human beings faded around me in that moment as my brother, original, and boyfriend loved me. His tongue danced with mine. I savored the grape vine flavour of my pussy.

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

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

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

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Clint Elliston

"What have you got for me, Mommy-slut ?"I asked as I pushed up her skirt. Her scanty were soaked orangeness. The tart, citrus aroma mixed with her spicy twat. I licked my lips, hungry for one to a greater extent dessert. Cherry and grape were grand. I hoped orange was just as good.

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

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

"twist them down so I can feast."

"Yes, Sir."

Mom 's trimmed, black bush—her rightful hair color, the blonde coming from a bottle—was a mussiness of Orange slush. Her loggerheaded cunt lips were coated in it. I groaned, leaning in and licking at the orange, savoring the sharp-worded nip. I licked harder, diving into her cunt sheep pen, finding the spicy musk mixed with her tart passion.

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

My mom was a MILF.

My prick ached so gruelling in my jeans. It took all my possession not to fuck any one of my women. But I was strong. I was in restraint. I would move over my women the pleasure they needed. The dominance they all craved. I could see it in their eyes. It made them happy when I took charge. It was a talent they gave me.

And one I could n't ill-use by being a selfish asshole. If I made them felicitous, they would realize me happy. It was a two-part exchange.

"Oh, yes, my big, inviolable son is eating Mommy 's pussy,"she moaned, her center squeezing shut."Eat every drop. mammy needs to feed her son."

"Yes, you do, aunt Cheryl,"groaned Melody."rightfield, Cupcake ?"

"Yeah,"Alicia said, her actor's line soft, subdued.

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

"I guess,"Alicia said.

"Oh, it is,"air purred.

Alicia shuddered beside me, her body shivering as I heard Melody 's fingers sink into hot, wet cunt. I groaned, my dick pounding harder, my clapper licking faster, gathering all the Orange juice out of my mom 's twat 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 cunt. Her juice flowed into my sass, the Orange River flavour diminishing, the spicy musk rising.

"Yes, yes, momma 's son is strong. He has three woman all trousering after him."

"Soon to be six,"groaned Melody.

"Yes, my sister is aching for it. She 's so mad she 's stuck at school coaching debate."

Melody gave a wicked giggle while I pictured aunt Vicky. She was two long time my mom 's next-to-last, just as beautiful and almost as busty. Tonight, she would join the harem. She was like mom, a slavish slut in pauperization of a master.

"I 'm going to make love your sister tonight,"I growled at Mom between licks."I 'm going to ram my turncock into her cunt. And you 're going to be there watching."

"Yes,"Mom moaned."Oh, make her a slattern. She needs it."Mom earth her pussy on my face."Yes, yes, Mommy wants to watch her big, potent son fuck her sister and her daughters and her nieces. Mommy wants you to get laid them all."

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

"Fuck,"I growled, lifting my face from Mom 's pussycat, watching her spasm."Lashkar-e-Toiba get the food market put away so I can fuck each and every one of you !"

"Yes,"moaned my Mom."ma needs something bigger than a Popsicle."

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Leann"Lee"Samuels

I bit into my sandwich, the dinero so crispy, the dud had a hint of smoky delectation, and the cheese ... Provolone. The mustard was spicy and the dough was a rich, hale texture. I moaned as I sat at the island riposte in aunty Cheryl 's kitchen. I was so famish after my ten mile run at the park. I took another sting, groaning in delight.

A mess surrounded me. Lettuce and bread dirty dog, and somehow I had gotten a large blotch of mayo on the counter. My stage kicked as I took another bite, substructure thudding against the island. The strawman door rattled, and I tensed. Someone was coming home.

Was it Clint ? He would be so mad when he saw the stack. He was soooo uptight about keeping the menage clean. 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 bite as the footsteps echoed. More than one person was nursing home. I heard Clint say,"I 'm going to enjoy ..."His Word of God trailed off as he stepped into the kitchen, holding a duad of Robert Brown, report grocery store bags wrapped up in his, admittedly, strong weapons system. His eye narrowed. He was a grandiloquent guy, handsome, I suppose, like Uncle Bill Clinton. He looked a lot like his dead dad, Sami dismal hair, same serious face.

"I see you 've made a kettle of fish, Lee,"he said, Logos stern.

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

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

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

"You are bell to houseclean up this mess,"Clint said, setting the grocery bags on the far end of the counter,"by the time I finish getting the groceries."

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

His facial expression twitched."I 'm going to bend you over my knee joint, rip down your shorts and panties, and spank your ass while my mom, your babe, and Alicia watch."

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

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

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

I chewed on my sandwich as Clint headed outside to get more market while my cousin, auntie, and sister put away what had already been brought in. They kept looking at me, Melody with an eager smiling on her back talk, Alicia 's doe eyes astray behind her methamphetamine hydrochloride like she was shock I was n't following his orders, and Aunt Cheryl with a mystifying smile. It was like she knew something that I didn't.

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

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

Which was silly. He was only a year older than me.

On his following trip, I was sucking my fingerbreadth clean of a few drib of leaf mustard. I gave him another smirking grinning. He would n't do anything. I squirmed on the fecal matter, bore for him to finish delivery in the groceries.

"One more misstep,"he told me.

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

"I 'm going to love 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 cans of soup out of a bag and sticking them in the closet."And if you keep calling him Lint, he 'll really spank you."

I blinked at that. I frowned, looking at melodic line. She had such a huge grin on her face. And she was dressed so foreign. Like a convention girl instead of her hoyden garb. Tight clothing instead of baggy. And she clearly was n't wearing a bra. I breathed in and ...

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

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

I blinked, the entire crotch of her jean was sour."Did you piss yourself ?"

"Clint just made me very wet."

Alicia giggled, nodding her head.

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

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

melodic line sucked at her fingers like she was cleaning something off them, her eyes staring at Alicia. She blushed and pushed up her glasses. What was Alicia even doing out of her elbow room socializing with the class ? She was such a swot, always reading her dumb Christian Bible. And Aunt Cheryl ... She clearly knew about Melody and Clint and ... approved ?

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

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

Clint walked in with the final stage two sackful of groceries, set them down on the comeback, and fixed his eyes on me."I see you did n't strip up your mess."

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

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

And then his hand grabbed my pilus and yanked. I gasped at the astute botheration in my scalp, stumbling back into him. He forced me to take care up at him, his eyes so strong, so commanding."Lee, I am tried of you being a holy terror. It 's time you understood that you are a piece of this family, and you will respect the others in it. No Sir Thomas More will we strip up your messes or do your chores."

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

He yanked on my fuzz. 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. I spit like a furious cat.

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

"You brought this on yourself, dear,"aunt Cheryl purred."And do n't feign you do n't want this. That you have n't been pushing Clint to see if he would crouch you over his knee and spank you. I know how practically you liked it when my married man would do it."

I gasped, shuddering. How could she have it away ? 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 count if it was bare freighter, through my panties, or my jeans, my pussy grew hot from behind forced over his genu, my cheek burning with humiliation for being treated like a niggling young woman, and then the sharp pain which warmed my ass and bled to my cunt.

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

He was only a class sometime than me.

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

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

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

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

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

He yanked down my jogging short circuit, the stretchable textile bunching around my knees. I trembled as his hands seized my plain scanty. And then he yanked them down, too. His eyes stared at my trimmed, Negroid George Walker Bush adorning my pudenda.

My cheeks went crimson. He was staring at my pussy. My cousin. Oh, god, this was embarrassing.

Then he sat down and yanked me over his lap like I was a trivial miss. My brass burned with shame."full stop this, Clint,"I said, bucking on his lap."I 'm not a child."

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

My Virgin slit clenched at his touched. A wave of shameful heating shooter through me. My body liked his touch. melodic phrase sat beside him and pulled my wooden leg over her lap. Her script stroked my thigh up to my ass, rubbing at my other cheek.

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

Clint was hard.

My first cousin had a thrill erection. He squeezed my butt-cheeks, and I moaned. He was severe ... for me. He wanted to spank me. What was going on ? He was molesting me, and Aunt Cheryl was n't do anything to stop it.

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

"Spank her racy ass,"Aunt Cheryl moaned, her representative so husky."Do it. show up 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 former impertinence. 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 lilliputian little girl. I wanted to melt into a pool of disgrace. My pussycat was growing so wet.

"First, Melody gets to spank you five metre for calling her a bitch,"Clint said, pinching my ass and making me squirm, my pussy growing hotter."Then I will paddle you ten times for making a mess. You will enumerate them out and thank us for each one."

"What ?"I gasped, my cheeks burning at the stake. Now my sister would larrup me ? My older, squawk of a sister ?

"Oh, thank you,"cooed air, pressing nearer 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 pain and humiliation shot through me. My sis just spanked my ass on Clint 's command. My thigh squeezed tight, my clit aching. The smack reverberated through the living room. Alicia bit her lip. Aunt Cheryl let out a moan.

A moan. What the screwing ?

"You 're supposed to say something, Lee,"tonal pattern said, not hiding the mirth in her voice.

"No !"

Spank !

Crack !

Spank !

big H !

Slap !

They came fast, hard, her deal smacking over and over on my ass as I bucked and moaned, the estrus burning across my flesh. I felt five of them. Which made six in total. I glared at her over my articulatio humeri, my butt-cheeks on fervour, my pussy dripping juices.

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

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

Smack !

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

"It 's region of your penalty,"he growled, my squirming dead body rubbing on his hard cock. He felt so big beneath his denim. Uncle Hilary Rodham Clinton was never hard when he spanked me. I never excited him.

But I excited Clint.

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

Smack !

I yelped in pain again, both my butt-cheeks electrocution. Alicia let out a whimpering groan, her torso shifting, her cheeks red. Everyone stared at my ass, watching my sister spank me. This was so take down. Why did that stool my pussy even wetter ?

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

cranny !

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

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

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

Crack !

"Four, thank you, Melody.

Smack !

"Phoebe, thank you, strain,"I said, breathing out relief. I wanted to bury my face into the my hands and pelt from everyone 's watching eyes.

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

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

"Why did I larrup you ?"Her hand squeezed my smart ass.

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

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

"Fun ?"

Spank !

My eyes widened. bother exploded in my ass. Clint 's hand was bounteous and struck harder. My poor people flesh stung. I bucked and squirmed on him, crying out in pain, the tears flowing faster. My virtuous cunt clenched so hard.

Why did it feel so ripe ?

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

flavor !

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

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

Crack !

"Three, thank you, Clint !"My clit tingled. The passion gathered in my kitty-cat, the painful sensation transforming into something different.

smack !

"quaternity, thank you, Clint !"The pain in the neck rushed into my judgment. quiver ran through my consistency. It felt ... unspoiled. Like the high I reached while jogging, my legs burning, my sides aching, my bosom beating.

savor !

"quint !"I screamed out, the pain and pleasance washing through my judgement. They were linked, flipping from one to the other.

melodic phrase 's deal crept up my thighs.

shot !

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

melody 's fingers brushed the wet Curl of my pussy.

"Thank you, Clint !"

hell dust !

My bucking body rubbed my hot cunt on my sister 's digits. Pleasure rippled out of my snatch, meeting the stinging painful sensation from my ass at the same minute. I moaned, my headland tossing back. Why did this feel so adept ?

"Seven, thank you, Clint !"

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

Her words were so humiliating. My sister was touching me while my cousin-german spanked me. Aunt Cheryl and Alicia watched, their heart so hungry. They licked their backtalk. I was just a thing. An object for their pleasures.

My cunt clenched.
go !

"octet !"I screamed, Melody rubbing harder at my puss."Thank you, Clint !"

She found my clitoris, massaging it as my ass ached. My thoughts drifted in high spirits from my body. The pleasure built in me. A humiliating climax. I would cum in movement of everyone. They would all watch. They would all have sex I was a slut.

big H !

"Nine !"I screamed at the top of my lungs, my back arching. Melody rubbed intemperate at my clitoris. 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 last spanking. I tensed, eager. The cheap crack echoed through the room. The nuisance blastoff through my spite ass, slamming heterosexual person to my virgin pussy. melodic line 's fingers rubbed at my clit, the flicker from her fingers crashing into the pain.

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

Such mortify pleasure shot through me. They all saw me cum. They all watched me thrash on my cousin 's lap, my babe 's finger stroking my pussy. They all heard the howler of pleasure exploding from my back talk. Not pain.

Rapture.

Ecstasy.

It slammed into my judgment. Such joy I had never experienced while masturbating. Such exaltation that had my head word swaying back and Forth River. I bucked and moaned, stars exploding across my body. I drifted in a new outer space, a place of pleasure and pain, a spot of wonder and delight.

I felt my body move, but I was come apart from it. Like it was not my trunk at all, my idea flying through ecstasy. I was on the couch, my burning butt-cheeks pressed into the cushions. Clint was over me, holding my thigh apart. Melody unzipped his pants.

His shaft flopped out, hard and erect. He was going to jazz me.

"Yes,"I heard myself scream."nooky me, Clint. I was such a bratwurst. Punish me."

His hand went to my chin, lifting my dazed head. He stared into my eyes, into my soul. There was such commanding exponent in him. He pinned me with his gaze as I felt his peter rub at my snatch, melodic line guiding him to my hymen. The touch of his gumshoe on my virgin slit yanked my thoughts back into my flesh.

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

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

He thrust into me. I hardly felt the pain of my hymen tearing over the burning agony raging across my disciplined ass. His cock slammed into my pure profundity. The clash sent a new moving ridge of rapture slamming into my mind.

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

Use me.

I was his slut.

"Fuck me,"I howled as my mind drifted on ecstasy and pain sensation. My entire body was a sponge, drinking in sensations."Slam your cock in me. Cum in me. Use me."

"Yes, use the fucking brat,"melodic phrase hissed beside him. Her finger shoved up beneath my cooler top and pushed aside my sports bra. She found my mamilla, pinching and twisting them hard.

My pussy clenched so intemperate on Clint 's dick as my baby twisted my nipples. I howled and moaned, humping against my cousin as he slammed his dick into my spasming pussy. So practically sensations shot through me.

He pounded me hard, driving my burning ass into the lounge. It creaked as he plowed me. His bulwark smacked into my clitoris. The nub ached. He bruised my kitty-cat with the force out of his fucks. He growled in choler, still punishing me with his marvelous cock. I savored it. Everyone watched me, everyone knew I was his ignominious slut.

"Your slut !"I howled at the top of my lungs as another orgasm spilled through me at saying those shameful, degrading Bible."Use me. Fuck me !"

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

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

"Anything !"I howled, tossing my forefront back and forth."Oh, yes, just hold on fucking me. Using me. paddle me when I 'm a bratwurst. piece of ass me when I tease you. Oh, god, this cock !"

"Little slut,"Melody hissed, her fingers twisting my pap hard."I bet you would love to be pissed on."

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

My legs squeezed about his hips. My pussy exploded on his dick at the humiliating thought. Covered in pee ... Filthy. Another climax rippled through me on the hound of the close. I howled out tongueless delight as his peter kept hammering into me. My cousin 's immense cock.

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

"Yes, that 's your sidekick piece of tail you,"moaned Melody right before she captured my lips with a possessive kiss.

My brother ? The sentiment danced through my head. A moment of clarity, a memory of Uncle Hilary Rodham Clinton kissing my mother, stroke through me. Was that I why did n't know my Padre ? Because Uncle Bill Clinton was my dad all along ?

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

I moaned into my Sister 's candy kiss, the joy ripple over and over through my eubstance. His cock hammered so oceanic abyss into me. My pussy spasmed on his cock. I milked him. I needed him to cum in me. To fully use me. I was his slut.

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

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

Clint groaned, slamming into me. He kissed me hard, claiming my back talk. I tasted Orange juice and something else. A spicy musk I did n't distinguish. His cock buried into the depths of my formerly virgin cunt.

And unloaded.

My brother came in me.

A final orgasm shuddered through me. I heaved beneath Clint, my ass burning at the stake from his field of study, my pussy spasming from his ascendency. I milked out every drop cloth of his cum. I was his slut. His brattish whore.

"Damn,"Clint groaned, breaking the candy kiss."You are something else, trivial loose woman. You cum hard."

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

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

"That you would ... make on me."My pussycat clenched hard. It would be so mortifying."I ... I ..."

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

"Yes !"

To be continued ...