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

Clint Elliston

Melody 's blonde hair danced about her shoulder as she looked around the grocery store store parking lot. We were between the family 's SUV and a large, green pickup truck. I wiggled the grape-flavored Popsicle in my hand, a long, svelte tubing of purple ice wrapped in plastic. My tool throbbed hard in my drawers again despite just cumming on my lilliputian babe 's face. Alicia stood beside melodic phrase, her eyes wide behind her glass, her John Brown tomentum in pigtails.

"individual 's going to see,"melodic line complained as her handwriting went to her jeans'fixing. My nineteen-year-old stepsister, skillful friend, buff, and sex slave unsnapped her jean. The zipper rasped down, her blonde landing comic strip leading to her shaved kitty-cat peeking out of the open fly. She wore no panties. Those were in my pocket. I took them from all three inside the memory board while we shopped.

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

"You know it does, asshole,"Melody said, though there was a playful snatch to her Holy Writ. She was a tomboy even if she was dressing so sexy the last few Day. We had grown up together, estimable protagonist, only a month apart in age. I thought we were cousins, but it turned out our female parent, 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 sign, I wanted to own them all.

"Do you like the shaved look, Sir ?"my subservient mother asked, standing behind me as Melody wiggled her dungaree off her articulatio coxae.

"Do you, big brother ?"Alicia asked, her eighteen-year-old voice so unseasoned and girlish. With her pigtails and pink, frilly dress, she looked even jr. than she was.

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

She nodded her head.

tonal pattern peeled her jean down to her knees and held out her mitt."Okay, Clint. Let 's do this."
I reached into my pocket and pulled out the dyad of gray panty I had confiscated from her."You need these to trap the succus in."

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

"What do you recollect, Princess ?"I asked Alicia while my shaft ached.

"I think big baby wants that."

"I do, too."I ginned at melodic line, loving the way she shuddered. Her nipples were so strong, poking at the fabric. 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 eyebrow at the offer top, her breasts jiggling as she shivered, her dusky tit buddy-buddy nubs. Such a mix of submission and impertinence.

"Please,"she said.

I took her armored combat vehicle top from her."You 're welcome."

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

I shoved my mitt between her thighs, rubbing at her hot bod. She moaned, shuddering, fixed with her jean on around her ankle joint. I pushed a finger inside her silky profundity as I tore loose 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 rose hip wiggling. She fucked back onto my fingers."You know what this does to me, do n't you ?"

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

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

Hearing her say that was intoxicating. I ripped my finger's breadth from her snatch and pushed out the lollipop from its sheath. I brought it to her cunt and shoved the frozen treat into the deepness of her pussy. Her long, low moan made my dick throb.

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tonal pattern Samuels

"Oh, my god,"I moaned, long and low as the frigid Popsicle slid into my pussy. It was n't boneheaded, but I felt it. My pussy clenched about it. The tingle almost hurt. I shivered, goose-pimples racing across my tegument as it worked deeper and deeper into me. And bottomed out.

Then Clint broke off the end and dropped my panty on the undercoat."bettor hurry before it all melt in that molten cunt."

"Yes,"I moaned, feeling the juices already trickling down my thigh."Going to deflower my deary panties."

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

"Yes,"I moaned, quickly stepping out of my blue jean 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 vehicle, and I heard his footsteps pause. I froze, wondering if he would make out back, realizing he had just seen a topless, nineteen-year-old female child out of the turning point of his eye. I trembled, my kitty-cat clenching down on the melting Popsicle, my panties growing soaked.

I shivered again, waiting.

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

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

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

It made me want 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 smiling on his handsome brass. Behind him, my busty Aunt Cheryl flashed me a supportive smiling, her centre wide-cut of maternal pride.

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

"You want to be a expert, little baby, right ?"Clint asked her, his voice stern."I can pull you over my lap and spank you for the intact parking lot to see and learn 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 low temperature."He chose cherry tree 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 relationship.

I took her hand, 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 close sec. I could n't blame him. She was so cute. So free. She just was made to be pampered and loved, her very foible begging such naughty acts to be performed on her body.

She lifted her skirt with her justify hand, exposing the wispy, brown pubic whisker adorning her tight slit. She gasped, hazel eyes widening as Clint shoved the cherry tree lolly into our little Sister 's twat. She squirmed her hips. He broke off the end then held her panties for her to step into. He pulled them up her melt off branch slowly while Alicia 's teeth chattered, a red beadwork of juice trickling down her pale, inner thigh, meeting her girlish panties.

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

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

Clint pulled out the thirdly one, orange flavor, and grinned at his female parent. She was already lifting her doll."Shove it in, Sir. Mommy needs her hot snatch cooled."

She had no hesitation. No interrogative. 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 to a greater extent than a son loves his mother or a professional cares for his slave. She did n't need the true tenderness Clint gave me. And Alicia.

I wish I could react without any hesitation, to unsay all my fearfulness and just consecrate myself fully to Clint 's command. I wanted to. I trusted him, but there was a tiny character of me that made me speak off. If I kept it up, he would paddle me again.

Did I want that ?

"It 's so stale,"Alicia moaned."Big comrade, please, it 's numbing me."

He lifted her Kuki-Chin."And you 're naughty pussy is hot enough to take it, trivial sister. Trust your big brother."

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

"ejaculate on, Cupcake,"I told her."We can support together while our Brother 's dick stays rock hard. He 's a jerk that way."

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

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

"Yes, Mommy 's brewing up just the yummiest delicacy for her big boy."

The ride home was excruciating. Even auntie Cheryl squirmed, her expression clenching at the low temperature, numbing stack in her pussy. And yet it was strangely exciting. My clit ached, and my mamilla were so heavy. And, slowly, the finisher we got home, the more and more feeling returned to my pussy.

The Thomas More and more my pussy needed stimulation.

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

And Clint watched us in the rearview mirror, such a pleased grin on his fount. We did this for him. Three fair sex suffering for his joy. And that only made me horny. Made me squirm between Alicia and Aunt Cheryl more and more.

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

"Because you need to cum ? Or because you ca n't remain firm the frigidness ?"

"Both,"I moaned, my purulent clenching. The ice lolly was in man now, melting faster and faster. My twat spasmed."Oh, my god. Please, Clint."

"Yes, big brother,"moaned Alicia, tears falling down her cheeks, making her aspect so cute. I put an arm around her."I need to cum so badly. Oh, please, please. I do n't get it. The common cold 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 eubstance needs this, Alicia. You need him to make you do matter you would never do on your own. You need to make him happy. It brings you such joy."

"Yes,"I moaned."screwing, Clint."I humped the air, the seatbelt fighting to keep me down."Faster. Speed. 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 shoe. The final stage bit of the Popsicle melted. The last bit of ice gone, leaving a wet mess slowly heating up by my desires. I threw back my head, groaning again as the SUV turned onto our street.

And then we were in the driveway. Clint put the SUV into park. He turned off the ignition. He looked at us, squirming on the bench arse behind his. All of us moaning. Aunt Chery 's bleached-blonde tresses brushed my raw blonde locks.

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

"Please. Mommy needs her big, inviolable son to eat her out first."

"I need it, big brother."

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

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

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

"You choose, Sir."aunt Cheryl squeezed her large breasts stretching out her conservative dress.

Clint moved into the cover, climbing over the fundamental console with gymnastic rest. There was adequate room for him to kneel before he scooted to Alicia and pushed up her chick. Her rap pantie were a red mess, the juices soaked through the genitals and reaching up to her waistband. Thomas More juices coated her second joint with smears of red. The scent of contrived cherry and fresh cunt filled my nose.

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

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

Clint yanked down her panties. The juices matted her chocolate-brown hair. Bits of still melting slush clung to her stringent twat lower lip. Clint leaned down and licked, moaning in joy as he lapped at her vulva. I squirmed, pressing my thighs together as he cleaned her up.

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

"Big sidekick,"she moaned, her headway tossing, glasses slipping on her face.

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

She humped her kitty against his boldness. Her work force found her nipple through her cute top, pinching and rolling them. Her lip quivered. She was rushing towards her orgasm. I could n't believe how fast it was coming on her.

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

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

"Oh, you 're so beautiful, truelove,"Aunt Cheryl groaned.

"Thanks, mama,"howled Alicia, the SUV rocking as her humble body thrashed."Big chum ! Yes ! I love you ! Thank you !"She slumped in her hind end, gasping for breath, her face flushed.

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

"Uh-huh,"Clint said, his lips smeared with red-dyed slit juice. He cupped Alicia 's face as he leaned up and planted a hot osculation on her lip. She shuddered, center fluttering closed, her eubstance trembling. She got almost as lots pleasure from the kiss as the pussy licking.

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

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

Clint yanked my jeans and step-in down to my ankle joint and spread me apart. The grape succus leaked out of my pussy. We were ruining the upholstery, and I did n't worry. I clenched my numb sheath, trying to curb in his treat as he nuzzled forward to my shaved lips.

And then he licked.

His tongue caressed my knock off vulva. It was so hot against my cold flesh, almost burning. I spasmed from the intensity. It was such a contrast. He licked again, this fourth dimension up to my button before diving into my cold crimp, gathering the grape-infused pussy juices. He groaned while I shuddered.

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

My numb physical body came alive beneath his tongue. The shock of shooting sensation made me thrash and shuddered. My head teacher leaned back on the behind as his clapper push into the profundity of my snatch, caressing my freeze down fresh, returning warmth to my cunt while sucking out the liquid sloshing inside of me. It poured into his back talk. I could hear him swallow.

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

My pussy felt like I was overstimulated, drinking in far to a greater extent pleasance than I normally would from being licked and touched. The jolts made my body thrash. My head tossed back and Forth, Alicia and aunty Cheryl smiling at me.

"Cum on his face, big sister."Alicia snuggled close-fitting, lips 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 depths of my kitty-cat. He swirled it around in me. Making me chill and gasp. I fucked my cunt against his glossa, the pressure building in my depths. Every fortuity 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 tit."Cum."

I bucked and shuddered. This was so grand. I could n't wait until Zoey, my mom, and even bratty Lee were all Clint 's. An orgy of the fellowship, all serving the man of the house, loving him and each former, doing all the nasty things he wanted us to do.

Making me parade naked through the schooltime, showing off my eubstance to everyone, all the guy wire staring at my flesh with lust, wishing they owned me. My face red with the humiliation as all the girls whispered,"Slut."

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

My aching pussy spasmed, forcing the grapevine succus deep in my pussy into Clint 's hungry mouth. He drank the flood of sweet twat emollient and grape juice as I bucked, The pleasure rushed through my brain. 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 dark eyes looked up at me from between my thighs. I felt the commanding beloved. 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 wavelet of pleasure growing balmy, lapping at my judgment instead of crashing into it. He cupped my face and leaned in."I love you, slut."

"Love you, asshole,"I breathed. My coat of arms went around him, pulling him tight. He kissed me so hard. The worldly concern faded around me in that moment as my Brother, superior, and boyfriend loved me. His spit danced with mine. I savored the grape smell of my pussy.

And then he broke the buss, his forehead resting on mine."I 'm going to spank you tonight for being such a impertinent 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 metre 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, citrous fruit aroma meld with her spicy twat. I licked my sassing, hungry for one More dessert. cherry and grape vine were wonderful. I hoped orangeness was just as good.

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

I loved hearing her say those Word of God. My mother was my fornicatress. She would do anything I told her.

"pulling them down so I can feast."

"Yes, Sir."

Mom 's trimmed, calamitous bush—her true hair color, the blonde coming from a bottle—was a mess of orange tree slush. Her thickset twat brim were coated in it. I groaned, leaning in and licking at the orange, savoring the tart flavor. I licked harder, diving into her pussy folds, finding the spicy musk mixed with her prostitute passion.

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

My mom was a MILF.

My cock ached so hard in my jeans. It took all my self-control not to lie with any one of my fair sex. But I was strong. I was in control. I would throw my women the joy they needed. The dominance they all craved. I could see it in their heart. It made them glad when I took charge. It was a giving they gave me.

And one I could n't abuse by being a selfish cocksucker. If I made them happy, they would draw me felicitous. It was a bipartisan exchange.

"Oh, yes, my big, strong son is eating mom 's pussy,"she moaned, her middle squeezing shut."Eat every drop. Mommy needs to feast her son."

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

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

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

"I guess,"Alicia said.

"Oh, it is,"melodic phrase purred.

Alicia shuddered beside me, her trunk shivering as I heard Melody 's finger sink into hot, wet cunt. I groaned, my tool throbbing harder, my tongue licking faster, gathering all the orange juice out of my mom 's cunt I could.

She groaned louder, humping against my nerve while Alicia panted and melodic phrase nibbled on her neck. I squeezed my mom 's ass, pulling her tight, sucking at her cunt. Her succus flowed into my mouth, the orangeness flavor diminishing, the spicy musk rising.

"Yes, yes, mum 's son is inviolable. He has three cleaning lady all panting after him."

"Soon to be six,"groaned Melody.

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

Melody gave a puckish giggle while I pictured auntie Vicky. She was two years my mom 's junior, just as beautiful and almost as busty. Tonight, she would join the seraglio. She was like mom, a submissive adulteress in need of a master.

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

"Yes,"Mom moaned."Oh, give her a slut. She needs it."Mom primer coat her twat on my face."Yes, yes, Mommy wants to take in her big, strong son fuck her sister and her daughters and her nieces. mum wants you to fuck them all."

The SUV rocked as Mom spasmed. Her orgasm surged through her. succus squirted into my oral fissure. I gulped them down. They flowed over my chin and spilled down my neck opening. I was such a sticky mussiness, and I loved it. I made all my womanhood cum.

"piece of tail,"I growled, lifting my typeface from Mom 's cunt, watching her muscle spasm."LET get the groceries 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 dough so crispy, the turkey had a hint of smoky pleasure, and the cheese ... Provolone. The mustard was spicy and the bread was a robust, whole cereal. I moaned as I sat at the island counter in Aunt Cheryl 's kitchen. I was so famished after my ten knot run at the park. I took another bite, groaning in delight.

A mess surrounded me. Lettuce and bread crumbs, and somehow I had gotten a large blotch of mayonnaise on the retort. My stage kicked as I took another bite, feet thudding against the island. The front threshold rattled, and I tensed. soul was coming home.

Was it Clint ? He would be so mad when he saw the muckle. He was soooo uptight about keeping the house clean. I did n't lots see the detail 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 pungency as the footfall echoed. More than one somebody was base. I heard Clint say,"I 'm going to revel ..."His words trailed off as he stepped into the kitchen, holding a pair of brown, paper grocery bags wrapped up in his, admittedly, potent arms. His eyes narrowed. He was a tall guy, handsome, I suppose, like Uncle Clinton. He looked a lot like his beat dad, same dark hair, same serious face.

"I see you 've made a muss, Lee,"he said, Logos stern.

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

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

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

"You are gong to clean house up this muckle,"Clint said, setting the market bags on the far end of the riposte,"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 crouch you over my knee, rip down your shorts and scanty, and spank your ass while my mom, your baby, and Alicia watch."

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

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

I blinked at that and took another bite of my sandwich. Uncle Bill Clinton absolutely would have spanked my ass for making a mess and not cleaning it up. But he was suddenly 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 to a greater extent groceries while my full cousin, aunt, and Sister put away what had already been brought in. They kept looking at me, melody with an eager grinning on her lips, Alicia 's doe eyes wide behind her glasses like she was daze I was n't following his social club, and Aunt Cheryl with a inscrutable grin. It was like she knew something that I didn't.

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

He walked in with the adjacent shipment. I gave him a big smile and took the net bit of my sandwich. His eyes were difficult, commanding. A shiver ran through me. When had he obtain such a spine ? I could almost believe that he could spank me.

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

On his future tripper, I was sucking my finger clean of a few drops of mustard greens. I gave him another smirking smile. He would n't do anything. I squirmed on the stool, aegir for him to complete bringing in the groceries.

"One more trip,"he told me.

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

"I 'm going to bask 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 tail end 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 vast grin on her boldness. And she was dressed so strange. Like a normal daughter instead of her tomboy garb. Tight clothing instead of baggy. And she clearly was n't wearing a bra. I breathed in and ...

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

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

I blinked, the full private parts of her blue jean was colored."Did you piss yourself ?"

"Clint just made me very wet."

Alicia giggled, nodding her head.

"He 's expert at that,"auntie Cheryl said, a burly tone to her voice.

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

Melody sucked at her finger's breadth like she was cleaning something off them, her middle staring at Alicia. She blushed and pushed up her glasses. What was Alicia even doing out of her room socialising with the house ? She was such a nerd, always reading her dense books. And aunty Cheryl ... She clearly knew about tune and Clint and ... approved ?

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

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

Clint walked in with the last two sacks of food market, set them down on the buffet, and fixed his oculus on me."I see you did n't scavenge up your mess."

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

I sauntered past my babe 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 spank me. He could n't.

And then his script grabbed my hair and yanked. I gasped at the sharp pain in my scalp, stumbling back into him. He forced me to seem up at him, his eyes so solid, so commanding."Lee, I am tried of you being a bratwurst. It 's time you understood that you are a function of this family, and you will respect the others in it. No more will we clean up your messes or do your chores."

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

He yanked on my hair. I gasped, stumbling after him as he marched me out of the kitchen and into the living way. I spluttered and kicked at him, my custody scratching at his wrists. I spit like a tempestuous cat.

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

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

I gasped, shuddering. How could she know ? I did n't sympathize why my pussy got so hot and wet whenever Uncle Clinton spanked me. It started a few days back. It did n't matter if it was bare bottom, through my panties, or my dungaree, my pussy grew hot from behind forced over his genu, my cheeks burning with abasement for being treated like a little girlfriend, and then the sharp bother which warmed my ass and bled to my cunt.

And as Clint dragged me to the couch, everyone watching, that fond itch began in my pussy. This was even more humiliating than Uncle Hilary Rodham Clinton punishing me. At least he had spanked me since I was a picayune girl. But this was my cousin Clint.

He was only a year older than me.

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

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

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

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

"Hey,"Clint snarled, ira crossing his grimace for the inaugural prison term."You do n't talk to your sister like that. You respect her and love her. Like you respect and love the rest period of your family. But if you want to be a brat, we 'll cover you like one."

He yanked down my jogging shorts, the stretchy material bunching around my knee joint. I trembled as his hands seized my plain scanty. And then he yanked them down, too. His centre stared at my trimmed, Negroid Dubyuh adorning my pudenda.

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

Then he sat down and jerk 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 left bridge player pinned my back down across his lap while his right stroked my raw ass.

My virgin pussycat clenched at his touched. A waving of shameful heat energy shot through me. My body liked his tinge. Melody sat beside him and pulled my pegleg over her lap. Her helping hand stroked my thigh up to my ass, rubbing at my other cheek.

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

Clint was hard.

My full cousin had a throbbing erection. He squeezed my butt-cheeks, and I moaned. He was hard ... for me. He wanted to spank me. What was going on ? He was molesting me, and auntie Cheryl was n't do anything to lay off it.

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

"Spank her naughty ass,"aunty Cheryl moaned, her part so Eskimo dog."Do it. Show her how unassailable you are."

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

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

"Just get this over with,"I hissed, my stomach twisting with humiliation. They all wanted to see me treated like a little girl. I wanted to melt into a puddle of pity. My kitty was growing so wet.

"start, strain gets to larrup you five fourth dimension for calling her a cunt,"Clint said, pinching my ass and making me wriggle, my pussy growing hotter."Then I will larrup you ten sentence for making a deal. You will count them out and thank us for each one."

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

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

"You 're fucking him !"I accused.

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

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

A groan. What the fuck ?

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

"No !"

Spank !

Crack !

Spank !

hell dust !

smack !

They came fast, hard, her script smacking over and over on my ass as I bucked and moaned, the heat combustion across my physique. I felt five of them. Which made six in entire. I glared at her over my shoulder joint, my butt-cheeks on fervidness, my purulent dripping juices.

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

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

scag !

"Oh, god,"I shuddered, the heating system 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 penalisation,"he growled, my squirming body rubbing on his gruelling hammer. He felt so big beneath his dungaree. Uncle Clinton was never hard when he spanked me. I never excited him.

But I excited Clint.

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

Smack !

I yelped in hurting again, both my butt-cheeks burn. Alicia let out a whimpering moan, her body shifting, her impudence red. Everyone stared at my ass, watching my babe spank me. This was so degrading. Why did that make my pussy even wetter ?

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

scissure !

"shucks, not so hard,"I moaned, rent burning my centre.

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

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

Crack !

"quartet, thank you, Melody.

Smack !

"V, thank you, air,"I said, breathing out relief. I wanted to swallow up my brass into the my hands and fell 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 hand squeezed my yearn ass.

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

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

"Fun ?"

Spank !

My centre widened. Pain exploded in my ass. Clint 's helping hand was bigger and struck harder. My inadequate flesh stung. I bucked and squirmed on him, crying out in botheration, the split flowing faster. My virgin pussy clenched so hard.

Why did it feel so commodity ?

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

smacking !

His deal fell even harder, landing on my early butt-cheek. I clenched them both, squirming, my pussy brimming with pain. 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 !

"Three, thank you, Clint !"My button tingled. The heating system gathered in my pussy, the nuisance transforming into something different.

slap !

"Four, thank you, Clint !"The pain in the neck rushed into my psyche. frisson ran through my torso. It felt ... honorable. Like the luxuriously I reached while jogging, my legs electrocution, my incline aching, my nub beating.

Smack !

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

Melody 's hired man crept up my thighs.

Crack !

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

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

"Thank you, Clint !"

Smack !

My bucking torso rubbed my hot pussy on my baby 's finger's breadth. Pleasure rippled out of my cunt, meeting the stinging pain from my ass at the same minute. I moaned, my head tossing back. Why did this flavor so upright ?

"7, thank you, Clint !"

My Sister stroked my pussycat."Oh, she 's dripping wet, Clint. The little 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 middle so hungry. They licked their lips. I was just a thing. An object for their pleasures.

My cunt clenched.
fracture !

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

She found my clit, massaging it as my ass ached. My thoughts drifted higher from my eubstance. The pleasure built in me. A humiliating orgasm. I would cum in nominal head of everyone. They would all look out. They would all sleep with I was a slut.

Smack !

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

I trembled. I was on the cusp of something amazing. Something I had never experienced Something truly special.

I heard the air whoosh as Clint 's mitt crashed down for the last spanking. I tensed, bore. The garish crack echoed through the way. The pain in the ass shot through my wound ass, slamming straight to my virtuous pussy. Melody 's digit rubbed at my clitoris, the sparks from her fingers crashing into the pain.

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

Such humiliating pleasure scene through me. They all saw me cum. They all watched me thrash on my full cousin 's lap, my baby 's fingers stroking my kitty-cat. They all heard the screams of joy exploding from my mouth. Not pain.

Rapture.

Ecstasy.

It slammed into my mind. Such joy I had never experienced while masturbating. Such rapture that had my oral sex swaying back and forth. I bucked and moaned, stars exploding across my soundbox. I drifted in a new outer space, a place of pleasure and botheration, a place of wonder and delight.

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

His dick flopped out, operose and erect. He was going to fuck me.

"Yes,"I heard myself screeching."Fuck me, Clint. I was such a bratwurst. Punish me."

His paw went to my chin, lifting my dazed head. He stared into my eye, into my soul. There was such commanding power in him. He pinned me with his gaze as I felt his hammer rub at my pussy, Melody guiding him to my virginal membrane. The touch of his dick on my virgin cunt yanked my idea back into my flesh.

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

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

He thrust into me. I hardly felt the pain of my hymen tearing over the burning suffering raging across my disciplined ass. His cock slammed into my virginal deepness. The friction sent a new Wave of rapture slamming into my mind.

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

Use me.

I was his slut.

"screwing me,"I howled as my mind drifted on exaltation and pain. My integral body was a leech, drinking in wiz."jibe your cock in me. Cum in me. Use me."

"Yes, use the fucking bratwurst,"melodic phrase hissed beside him. Her fingers shoved up beneath my tank top and pushed aside my summercater bra. She found my nipples, pinching and twisting them hard.

My pussy clenched so gruelling 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 twat. So much sentience shot through me.

He pounded me laborious, driving my electrocution ass into the couch. It creaked as he plowed me. His inguen smacked into my clit. The nub ached. He bruised my kitty-cat with the force of his shag. He growled in anger, still punishing me with his wonderful peter. I savored it. Everyone watched me, everyone knew I was his shameful slut.

"Your hussy !"I howled at the top of my lungs as another climax spilled through me at saying those scandalous, degrading give-and-take."Use me. Fuck me !"

"wasteyard your cum in the adulteress 's cunt,"Melody hissed, twisting my nipple hard, the annoyance flaring, crashing into the rapture rippling out of my pussy.

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

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

"Little slut,"melody hissed, her fingerbreadth twisting my nipple heavily."I bet you would love to be pissed on."

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

My legs squeezed about his coxa. My pussy exploded on his shaft at the humiliating thought process. Covered in piss ... Filthy. Another orgasm rippled through me on the dog of the last. I howled out wordless pleasure as his dick kept hammering into me. My cousin 's huge cock.

"piece of tail her, big Brother,"Alicia shouted."fucking our sister."

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

My brother ? The cerebration danced through my mind. A moment of clarity, a memory of Uncle President Clinton kissing my mother, shot through me. Was that I why did n't know my father ? Because Uncle Clinton was my dad all along ?

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

I moaned into my sister 's kiss, the pleasure rippling over and over through my physical structure. His cock hammered so mystifying into me. My pussy spasmed on his prick. 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 snatch, Clint ! wasteyard it in me !"

"give the bratty slut what she needs !"line howled. Clint 's mitt was buried in her jeans, rubbing her pussy to an orgasm.

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

And unloaded.

My comrade came in me.

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

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

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

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

"That you would ... wee-wee on me."My puss clenched hard. It would be so humiliating."I ... I ..."

"The picayune fornicatress wants it,"Melody chortled. She twisted my mammilla hard.

"Yes !"

To be continued ...