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

Clint Elliston

Melody 's blonde hair danced about her shoulder joint as she looked around the foodstuff store parking lot. We were between the class 's SUV and a heavy, greens tone arm truck. I wiggled the grape-flavored Popsicle in my hand, a longsighted, slender subway of purple ice wrapped in plastic. My shaft throbbed hard in my pants again despite just cumming on my little babe 's brass. Alicia stood beside strain, her eyes wide behind her glasses, her Brown University haircloth in pigtails.

"individual 's going to see,"Melody complained as her hands went to her jeans'fixing. My nineteen-year-old half-sister, best friend, devotee, and sex hard worker unsnapped her dungaree. The zip rasped down, her blonde landing cartoon strip leading to her plane pussycat peeking out of the unresolved fly. She wore no panties. Those were in my sac. I took them from all three inside the store while we shopped.

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

"You know it does, asshole,"air said, though there was a playful stop to her run-in. She was a tomboy even if she was dressing so sexy the last few days. We had grown up together, best protagonist, only a month apart in age. I thought we were full cousin, but it turned out our mother, who were sis, were my dad 's lovers. Melody 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 plane look, Sir ?"my submissive mother asked, standing behind me as Melody wiggled her jeans off her rosehip.

"Do you, big buddy ?"Alicia asked, her eighteen-year-old voice so Edward Young and girlish. With her pigtails and garden pink, frilly garb, she looked even jr. than she was.

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

She nodded her head.

Melody peeled her jeans down to her stifle and held out her script."okay, Clint. Let 's do this."
I reached into my pocket and pulled out the pair of Robert Gray panty I had confiscated from her."You need these to entrap the juice in."

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

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

"I think big sister wants that."

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

I arched an supercilium at the proffer top, her titty jiggling as she shivered, her swart nipples thick nubs. Such a mix of submission and impertinence.

"Please,"she said.

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

"Asshole,"she muttered then turned around, pointing her butt, still red from her spanking, at me. I could smell her sweet musk as she kicked off her shoe and wiggled her blue jean down past her knees. juice trickled down her thighs.

I shoved my mitt between her thighs, rubbing at her hot shape. She moaned, shuddering, frozen with her jeans on around her mortise joint. I pushed a fingerbreadth inside her silky profoundness as I tore open the charge card vacuum 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 fingers."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 reading, 'Clint 's # 1 bitch .'I bet you would love that."

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

audition her say that was intoxicating. I ripped my digit from her puss and pushed out the Popsicle from its sheath. I brought it to her kitty-cat and shoved the frozen treat into the depth of her snatch. Her foresighted, low moan made my dick throb.

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tune Samuels

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

Then Clint broke off the end and dropped my panties on the footing."Better hurry before it all thawing in that liquified cunt."

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

"You bought them for my pleasure,"Clint told me, his hand squeezing my ass. The flaring pain sensation reminded me of his spanking. That he owned me. That I would let him ruin all my panties.

"Yes,"I moaned, quickly stepping out of my jeans and yanking up my panties.

My breasts jiggled as I straightened up. Behind Alicia, a guy walked by looking at his phone. He passed the gap between the two fomite, and I heard his step pause. I froze, wondering if he would add up back, realizing he had just seen a topless, nineteen-year-old daughter out of the corner of his eye. I trembled, my pussy clenching down on the melting lollipop, my panties growing soaked.

I shivered again, waiting.

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

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

I pulled up my denim, fastening and zipping, my shudder growing worse. My inadequate pussy grew numb from the cold. It was ... something I had to endure, for Clint. And that made it even more wonderful. peculiar. I was putting up with this freezing shaft shoved into my cunt for him. Submitting.

It made me need 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 grinning on his bounteous face. Behind him, my stacked aunty Cheryl flashed me a supportive smiling, her center full of maternal pride.

Clint pulled out a indorse ice lolly, red. He held it and a pair of pink, frilly, girlish pantie. Alicia let out a galvanise yelping."Me ? But, but ... It 's so cold."

"You want to be a unspoiled, little sister, right ?"Clint asked her, his voice stern."I can pull you over my lap and spank you for the entire parking lot to see and take heed if you don't."

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

"Then lift that skirt."He ripped unfold 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 true family relationship.

I took her mitt, squeezing it, loving the way she smiled at me. I was Clint 's first sex slave, the one he loved the most, but Alicia was clearly coming in as a unaired 2d. I could n't blame him. She was so cute. So innocent. She just was made to be pampered and loved, her very foible begging such gamey acts to be performed on her body.

She lifted her skirt with her free hired man, exposing the wispy, brown pubic hair adorning her tight slit. She gasped, hazel tree center widening as Clint shoved the cherry Popsicle into our little sister 's pussy. She squirmed her hips. He broke off the end then held her scanty for her to ill-use into. He pulled them up her slim legs slowly while Alicia 's teeth chattered, a red drop of juice trickling down her pale, inner second joint, meeting her girlish panties.

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

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

Clint pulled out the tertiary one, orange flavor, and grinned at his mother. She was already lifting her chick."Shove it in, Sir. Mommy needs her hot bitch 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 need him to love her as anything Thomas More than a son loves his mother or a master cares for his slave. She did n't postulate the true affection Clint gave me. And Alicia.

I wish I could react without any waver, to swallow all my fears and just give myself fully to Clint 's dictation. I wanted to. I trusted him, but there was a petite region of me that made me mouth off. If I kept it up, he would larrup me again.

Did I want that ?

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

He lifted her chin."And you 're risque snatch is hot enough to take it, niggling sister. reliance your big brother."

"Okay,"she said, tear brimming in her eye."I will."

"Come on, Cupcake,"I told her."We can suffer together while our buddy 's pecker stays rock tough. He 's a jerk that way."

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

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

"Yes, mama 's brewing up just the pleasant-tasting treat for her big boy."

The crusade home was excruciating. Even auntie Cheryl squirmed, her case clenching at the frigidness, numbing muddle in her pussy. And yet it was strangely exciting. My clit ached, and my pap were so hard. And, slowly, the closer we got home, the more and more notion returned to my pussy.

The Sir Thomas More and more my pussy needed stimulation.

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

And Clint watched us in the rearview mirror, such a pleased smiling on his face. We did this for him. Three woman suffering for his joy. And that only made me hornlike. Made me squirm between Alicia and auntie Cheryl more and more.

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

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

"Both,"I moaned, my pussy clenching. The lollipop was in pieces now, melting faster and faster. My cunt spasmed."Oh, my god. Please, Clint."

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

"You 're just happy to state to him,"aunty Cheryl moaned."That 's what makes you hot. Your body needs this, Alicia. You need him to make you do things you would never do on your own. You need to construct him happy. It brings you such joy."

"Yes,"I moaned."screwing, Clint."I humped the air, the seatbelt fighting to continue me down."Faster. speeding. the Nazarene, drive like you do when you play thou Theft Auto."

"running game over footer 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 lolly melted. The last bit of ice gone, leaving a wet raft slowly heating up by my desires. I threw back my head, groaning again as the SUV turned onto our street.

And then we were in the drive. Clint put the SUV into Mungo Park. He turned off the firing. He looked at us, squirming on the Bench tail behind his. All of us moaning. aunty Chery 's bleached-blonde tresses brushed my raw blonde locks.

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

"Please. Mommy needs her big, impregnable 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 snatch out first ?"Clint asked, staring at our little sister with thirsty eyes.

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

"You choose, Sir."Aunt Cheryl squeezed her with child titty stretching out her cautious dress.

Clint moved into the back, climbing over the key console with gymnastic ease. There was adequate elbow room for him to kneel before he scooted to Alicia and pushed up her skirt. Her rap panties were a red quite a little, the juices soaked through the private parts and reaching up to her waistband. More juices coated her thighs with smears of red. The scent of hokey cherry and fresh pussy filled my nose.

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

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

Clint yanked down her scanty. The juice matted her Brown hair's-breadth. piece of still melting slush clung to her tight pussy lower lip. Clint leaned down and licked, moaning in delight as he lapped at her vulva. I squirmed, pressing my thighs together as he cleaned her up.

His tongue probed into her twat, diving deep. He swirled it around, his fingers spreading her open. Then he sealed her mouth on her kettle of fish 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 snatch clenched in sympathy I wanted that very same treatment. I wanted to take my pussy licked out. I bit my mouth, my sex still numb, still needing to be touched and played with. I clenched my fists as Alicia gasped and shuddered.

She humped her puss against his grimace. Her custody found her nipples through her cute top, pinching and rolling them. Her lip quivered. She was rushing towards her climax. I could n't believe how tight it was coming on her.

"Big brother,"she screamed out, her second joint clamped about his top dog.

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

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

"Thanks, mum,"howled Alicia, the SUV rocking as her small body thrashed."Big brother ! Yes ! I love you ! thank you !"She slumped in her butt, gasping for hint, her cheek flushed.

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

"Uh-huh,"Clint said, his lips smeared with red-dyed pussy succus. He cupped Alicia 's expression as he leaned up and planted a hot kiss on her lips. She shuddered, eyes fluttering closed, her soundbox trembling. She got almost as much pleasure from the kiss as the kitty-cat licking.

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

"Yes,"I hissed, unsnapping my jean. I lifted my ass off the arse and drive dungaree and sodden pantie 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 benumbed and aching to cum."

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

And then he licked.

His tongue caressed my shaved vulva. It was so hot against my frigid flesh, almost burning. I spasmed from the chroma. It was such a contrast. He licked again, this time up to my button before diving into my stale bend, gathering the grape-infused cunt juice. He groaned while I shuddered.

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

My benumb physical body came animated beneath his lingua. The shock of shooting sensation made me thrash and shuddered. My head leaned back on the seat as his tongue thrust into the depth of my kitty-cat, caressing my freeze down refreshing, returning warmth to my slit while sucking out the liquid state sloshing inside of me. It poured into his sass. I could get word him swallow.

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

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

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

"I will, Cupcake,"I moaned. Her hired man touched my thigh, stroking me while Clint 's natural language reamed into the depths of my pussy. He swirled it around in me. Making me shudder and gasp. I fucked my cunt against his natural language, the insistency construction in my profoundness. Every stroke of his tongue made me shudder."Oh, yes, I will."

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

I bucked and shuddered. This was so terrific. I could n't waitress until Zoey, my mom, and even brattish Lee were all Clint 's. An drunken revelry of the family line, all serving the man of the house, loving him and each former, doing all the tight things he wanted us to do.

qualification me parade naked through the schoolhouse, showing off my body to everyone, all the hombre staring at my flesh with lecherousness, wishing they owned me. My cheeks red with the humiliation as all the young lady whispered,"Slut."

My thigh clamped about Clint 's sassing. I came.

My aching pussycat spasmed, forcing the grape succus deep in my cunt into Clint 's hungry mouthpiece. He drank the flood of sweet pussy emollient and grape juice as I bucked, The pleasure rushed through my intellect. I embraced it, loved it. Clint gave me this joy. This treat. This experience. He gave it to me because I trusted him. I submitted to him.

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

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

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

"making love you, asshole,"I breathed. My blazon went around him, pulling him tight. He kissed me so hard. The humankind faded around me in that moment as my brother, master, and boyfriend loved me. His tongue danced with mine. I savored the grape flavour of my pussy.

And then he broke the buss, his brow resting on mine."I 'm going to spank you tonight for being such a smart mouth."

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

He kissed me one Thomas More time and then slid down to his mother.

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Clint Elliston

"What have you got for me, Mommy-slut ?"I asked as I pushed up her skirt. Her panties were soaked orange. The tart, citrus odor conflate with her spicy pussy. I licked my mouth, hungry for one more than dessert. Cherry and grape were howling. I hoped orange was just as good.

"Mommy whipped up an orange jubilee,"she moaned, her fingers hooking her panties'cincture."Just for her big, stiff son."

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

"Pull them down so I can feast."

"Yes, Sir."

Mom 's trimmed, black bush—her true fuzz gloss, the blonde coming from a bottle—was a mess of orange slush. Her thick pussy backtalk were coated in it. I groaned, leaning in and licking at the orange, savoring the cyprian sapidity. I licked harder, diving into her cunt plica, finding the spicy musk mix in with her tart passion.

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

My mom was a MILF.

My cock ached so voiceless in my denim. It took all my possession not to fuck any one of my women. But I was strong. I was in control. I would give my women the pleasure they needed. The dominance they all craved. I could see it in their eyes. It made them well-chosen when I took charge. It was a talent they gave me.

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

"Oh, yes, my big, strong son is eating mommy 's pussy,"she moaned, her eye squeezing shut."Eat every drop. momma needs to fee her son."

"Yes, you do, Aunt Cheryl,"groaned tune."rightfield, Cupcake ?"

"Yeah,"Alicia said, her intelligence easygoing, subdued.

"I bet it 's making your short purulent hot, Cupcake."Melody pulled our little sis onto her lap, her manus sliding up beneath Alicia 's skirt."Hmm, Cupcake ?"

"I guess,"Alicia said.

"Oh, it is,"tune purred.

Alicia shuddered beside me, her body shivering as I heard line 's fingers sink into hot, wet pussy. I groaned, my hawkshaw throbbing harder, my spit licking faster, gathering all the Orange River juice out of my mom 's cunt I could.

She groaned louder, humping against my face while Alicia panted and Melody nibbled on her neck opening. I squeezed my mom 's ass, pulling her tight, sucking at her cunt. Her juices flowed into my mouth, the Orange River flavor diminishing, the spicy musk rising.

"Yes, yes, Mommy 's son is strong. He has three fair sex 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 shoal coaching debate."

strain gave a wicked giggle while I pictured Aunt Vicky. She was two years my mom 's Jnr, just as beautiful and almost as busty. Tonight, she would bring together the harem. She was like mom, a submissive slut in penury of a master.

"I 'm going to fuck your baby tonight,"I growled at Mom between licks."I 'm going to ram my cock into her pussy. And you 're going to be there watching."

"Yes,"Mom moaned."Oh, make her a hussy. She needs it."Mom ground her pussy on my face."Yes, yes, mammy wants to watch her big, warm son fuck her sister and her daughter and her nieces. Mommy wants you to fuck them all."

The SUV rocked as Mom spasmed. Her climax surged through her. Juices squirted into my mouth. I gulped them down. They flowed over my chin and spilled down my neck. I was such a gluey mess, and I loved it. I made all my char cum.

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

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

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Leann"Lee"Samuels

I bit into my sandwich, the clams so crispy, the turkey had a hint of smoky delight, and the high mallow ... Provolone. The mustard was spicy and the simoleons was a rich, hale cereal. I moaned as I sat at the island heel counter in Aunt Cheryl 's kitchen. I was so ravenous after my ten mile run at the Park. I took another collation, groaning in delight.

A raft surrounded me. Lettuce and cabbage stinkpot, and somehow I had gotten a orotund splotch of mayonnaise on the counter. My legs kicked as I took another bite, fundament thudding against the island. The front line door rattled, and I tensed. Someone was coming home.

Was it Clint ? He would be so mad when he saw the mess. He was soooo jittery about keeping the house clean. I did n't very much see the level 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 pace echoed. More than one person was home. I heard Clint say,"I 'm going to enjoy ..."His words trailed off as he stepped into the kitchen, holding a pair of brown, paper food market bags wrapped up in his, admittedly, strong arms. His eyes narrowed. He was a tall guy, handsome, I suppose, like Uncle Clinton. He looked a lot like his perfectly dad, same dark tomentum, same unplayful face.

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

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

Aunt Cheryl and Alicia followed, both holding Thomas More grocery store. Aunt Cheryl froze."Lee, what did you do to my kitchen ?"

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

"You are gong to clean up this mess,"Clint said, setting the market base on the far end of the rejoinder,"by the time I finish getting the groceries."

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

His face twitched."I 'm going to bend you over my human knee, rip down your short and pantie, and spank your ass while my mom, your Sister, and Alicia watch."

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

"He 's the man of the house now, beloved,"auntie Cheryl said."Just like your Uncle Hilary Clinton was before him."

I blinked at that and took another bite of my sandwich. Uncle Clinton absolutely would take spanked my ass for making a mess and not cleaning it up. But he was deadened six 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 grocery store while my cousin, aunt, and sis put away what had already been brought in. They kept looking at me, Melody with an eagre smile on her lips, Alicia 's doe eyes wide-cut behind her glasses like she was blow I was n't following his parliamentary law, and aunt Cheryl with a mysterious grin. It was like she knew something that I didn't.

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

He walked in with the side by side burden. I gave him a big grin and took the last chomp of my sandwich. His eyes were operose, commanding. A shiver ran through me. When had he stupefy such a spine ? I could almost believe that he could paddle me.

Which was ridiculous. He was only a year elderly than me.

On his succeeding trip, I was sucking my fingers clean of a few drops of mustard. I gave him another smirking grin. He would n't do anything. I squirmed on the stool, eager for him to polish off bringing in the groceries.

"One more trip,"he told me.

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

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

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

"I will,"she said, pulling arse of soup out of a bag and sticking them in the cupboard."And if you keep calling him Lint, he 'll really spank you."

I blinked at that. I frowned, looking at melodic line. She had such a huge grin on her fount. And she was dressed so strange. Like a pattern girl instead of her tomboy dress. Tight clothing instead of baggy. And she clearly was n't wearing a bra. I breathed in and ...

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

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

I blinked, the full crotch of her dungaree was sour."Did you piddle yourself ?"

"Clint just made me very wet."

Alicia giggled, nodding her head.

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

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

air sucked at her fingerbreadth like she was cleaning something off them, her heart staring at Alicia. She blushed and pushed up her trash. What was Alicia even doing out of her way socializing with the home ? She was such a nerd, always reading her dumb books. And aunt Cheryl ... She clearly knew about tonal pattern and Clint and ... approved ?

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

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

Clint walked in with the last two sacks of groceries, set them down on the comeback, and fixed his optic on me."I see you did n't clean up your mess."

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

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

And then his hand grabbed my fuzz and yanked. I gasped at the shrill pain in my scalp, stumbling back into him. He forced me to look up at him, his center so strong, so commanding."Lee, I am tried of you being a bratwurst. It 's time you understood that you are a character of this family line, and you will respect the others in it. No more will we cleanse up your spate or do your chores."

"brand 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 elbow room. I spluttered and kicked at him, my bridge player scratching at his wrists. I spit like a furious cat.

"Let me go, shaft ! Aunt Cheryl ! Help ! Clint 's picking on me !"

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

I gasped, shuddering. How could she know ? I did n't read why my pussy got so hot and wet whenever Uncle DeWitt Clinton spanked me. It started a few geezerhood back. It did n't weigh if it was stark bottom, through my panties, or my jeans, my pussy grew hot from behind forced over his human knee, my cheeks burning with humiliation for being treated like a little girl, and then the penetrative pain which warmed my ass and bled to my cunt.

And as Clint dragged me to the couch, everyone watching, that strong itch began in my kitty-cat. This was even more humiliating than Uncle Clinton punishing me. At least he had spanked me since I was a niggling girl. But this was my cousin Clint.

He was only a year older than me.

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

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

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

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

"Hey,"Clint snarled, anger crossing his face for the first prison term."You do n't blab out to your sister like that. You respect her and love her. Like you respect and love the repose of your mob. But if you want to be a holy terror, we 'll treat you like one."

He yanked down my jogging shorts, the stretchy material bunching around my knee joint. I trembled as his script seized my plain step-in. And then he yanked them down, too. His eyes stared at my trimmed, black George Herbert Walker Bush adorning my pudenda.

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

Then he sat down and yanked me over his lap like I was a little girl. My cheeks burned with shame."Stop this, Clint,"I said, bucking on his lap."I 'm not a child."

"Then why do you act like one ?"His pull up stakes handwriting pinned my back down across his lap while his right field stroked my naked ass.

My virgin pussy clenched at his touched. A wafture of black heating shot through me. My body liked his jot. Melody sat beside him and pulled my peg over her lap. Her hand stroked my thigh up to my ass, rubbing at my former cheek.

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

Clint was hard.

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

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

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

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

"Spank her ass,"hissed Melody, her helping hand squeezing my early nerve. They were all in on this.

"Just get this over with,"I hissed, my stomach twisting with mortification. They all wanted to see me treated like a little daughter. I wanted to meld into a puddle of shame. My kitty-cat was growing so wet.

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

"What ?"I gasped, my brass burning. Now my sis would spank me ? My older, bitch of a sister ?

"Oh, thank you,"cooed line, pressing closer to Clint. The way she said it, the way she cuddled with him, made my eyes widened.

"You 're fucking him !"I accused.

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

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

A moan. What the fuck ?

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

"No !"

Spank !

chap !

Spank !

Smack !

Slap !

They came fast, hard, her hand smacking over and over on my ass as I bucked and moaned, the heat combustion across my flesh. I felt five of them. Which made six in aggregate. I glared at her over my shoulder, my butt-cheeks on flaming, my pussycat dripping juices.

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

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

Smack !

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

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

But I excited Clint.

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

flavour !

I yelped in pain in the ass again, both my butt-cheeks electrocution. Alicia let out a whimpering moan, her organic structure shifting, her cheeks red. Everyone stared at my ass, watching my sister spank me. This was so debasing. Why did that gain my cunt even wetter ?

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

Crack !

"hoot, not so voiceless,"I moaned, tears burning my optic.

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

"triplet, thank you, Melody."Tears trickled down my face. Juices leaked out of my pussy. Why was I so turned on ?

Crack !

"Four, thank you, Melody.

Smack !

"Phoebe, thank you, Melody,"I said, breathing out relief. I wanted to bury my cheek into the my handwriting and skin from everyone 's watching eyes.

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

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

"Why did I spank you ?"Her paw squeezed my aching ass.

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

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

"Fun ?"

Spank !

My center widened. Pain exploded in my ass. Clint 's bridge player was bigger and run into harder. My poor pulp stung. I bucked and squirmed on him, crying out in infliction, the tears flowing faster. My pure snatch clenched so hard.

Why did it feel so good ?

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

Smack !

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

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

Crack !

"deuce-ace, thank you, Clint !"My clitoris tingled. The rut gathered in my cunt, the pain transforming into something different.

Slap !

"4, thank you, Clint !"The painful sensation rushed into my nous. quiver ran through my organic structure. It felt ... good. Like the high I reached while jogging, my legs electrocution, my sides aching, my bosom beating.

relish !

"quintet !"I screamed out, the annoyance and pleasure washing through my head. They were linked, flipping from one to the other.

line 's hand crept up my thighs.

shot !

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

Melody 's fingerbreadth brushed the wet curls of my pussy.

"Thank you, Clint !"

Smack !

My bucking body rubbed my hot cunt on my babe 's finger. Pleasure rippled out of my cunt, meeting the stinging pain from my ass at the same bit. I moaned, my head tossing back. Why did this feel so unspoiled ?

"Seven, thank you, Clint !"

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

Her words were so humiliating. My babe was touching me while my cousin spanked me. auntie Cheryl and Alicia watched, their eye so thirsty. They licked their lips. I was just a thing. An aim for their pleasures.

My cunt clenched.
Crack !

"Eight !"I screamed, Melody rubbing harder at my snatch."Thank you, Clint !"

She found my button, massaging it as my ass ached. My thought process drifted high from my body. The pleasure built in me. A humiliating orgasm. I would cum in front of everyone. They would all watch over. They would all love I was a slut.

Smack !

"Nine !"I screamed at the top of my lungs, my back arching. Melody rubbed harder at my clit. The sentience 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 hired man crashed down for the net spanking. I tensed, eager. The loud wisecrack echoed through the room. The pain snapshot through my injure ass, slamming straight to my pure pussycat. Melody 's fingers rubbed at my clit, the sparks from her fingers crashing into the pain.

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

Such humiliating joy shot through me. They all saw me cum. They all watched me thrash on my full cousin 's lap, my sister 's fingers stroking my puss. They all heard the screams of delight exploding from my sass. Not pain.

Rapture.

Ecstasy.

It slammed into my brain. Such joy I had never experienced while masturbating. Such rapture that had my head swaying back and Forth River. I bucked and moaned, stars exploding across my organic structure. I drifted in a new blank, a place of pleasure and painful sensation, a lieu of admiration and delight.

I felt my eubstance movement, but I was separate from it. Like it was not my dead body at all, my thoughts flying through transport. I was on the couch, my burning butt-cheeks pressed into the cushions. Clint was over me, holding my thighs apart. Melody unzipped his pants.

His dick flopped out, hard and tumid. He was going to love me.

"Yes,"I heard myself scream."Fuck me, Clint. I was such a terror. punish me."

His mitt went to my chin, lifting my dazed straits. He stared into my heart, into my somebody. There was such commanding office in him. He pinned me with his gaze as I felt his stopcock rub at my pussy, Melody guiding him to my hymen. The touch of his dick on my Virgo the Virgin cunt yanked my mentation back into my flesh.

"You are my fornicatress, 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 Virgin depths. The rubbing sent a new wave of rapture slamming into my mind.

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

Use me.

I was his slut.

"Fuck me,"I howled as my mind drifted on raptus and painful sensation. My entire body was a poriferan, drinking in sense."Slam your hammer in me. Cum in me. Use me."

"Yes, use the fucking brat,"Melody hissed beside him. Her digit shoved up beneath my storage tank top and pushed aside my sports bra. She found my nipple, pinching and twisting them hard.

My twat clenched so hard on Clint 's dick as my babe twisted my nipples. I howled and moaned, humping against my full cousin as he slammed his dick into my spasming cunt. So very much sensations shot through me.

He pounded me unvoiced, driving my burning ass into the sofa. It creaked as he plowed me. His groin smacked into my button. The nub ached. He bruised my kitty-cat with the force of his roll in the hay. He growled in choler, still punishing me with his howling pecker. I savored it. Everyone watched me, everyone knew I was his shameful slut.

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

"Dump your cum in the slut 's cunt,"tonal pattern hissed, twisting my mammilla hard, the pain flaring, crashing into the ecstasy rippling out of my pussy.

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

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

"Little adulteress,"Melody hissed, her fingers twisting my mammilla hard."I bet you would sleep with to be pissed on."

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

My legs squeezed about his rosehip. My pussy exploded on his putz at the humiliating thought. Covered in urine ... Filthy. Another coming rippled through me on the cad of the last. I howled out unspoken pleasure as his peter kept hammering into me. My full cousin 's vast cock.

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

"Yes, that 's your brother fucking you,"moaned melodic line right before she captured my lips with a genitive case kiss.

My comrade ? The thought danced through my nous. A moment of clarity, a memory of Uncle Clinton kissing my mother, shot through me. Was that I why did n't make love my Fatherhood ? Because Uncle President Clinton was my dad all along ?

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

I moaned into my sister 's buss, the pleasure wavelet over and over through my consistency. His hammer hammered so rich into me. My pussy spasmed on his dick. I milked him. I needed him to cum in me. To fully use me. I was his slut.

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

"Give the bratty slut what she needs !"strain howled. Clint 's paw was buried in her denim, rubbing her pussy to an orgasm.

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

And unloaded.

My brother came in me.

A final examination orgasm shuddered through me. I heaved beneath Clint, my ass burning from his field, my pussy spasming from his dominance. I milked out every drop of his cum. I was his slut. His brattish whore.

"Damn,"Clint groaned, breaking the kiss."You are something else, niggling adulteress. You cum hard."

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

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

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

"The little fornicatress wants it,"air chortled. She twisted my nipples hard.

"Yes !"

To be continued ...