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  Dad's eyes.

  You want me to fuck you so hard, big sis, Clint groaned. I'm the man of the house. You want it badly. You just have to ask.

  “Yes,” I hissed, surrendering to the fantasy, too horny to care. I needed to be fucked like Melody was. I needed to be pounded.

  I pumped the dildo in and out of my pussy so fast. My wet cunt churned to a froth. I could hear the naughty sounds, savoring them. My bed creaked as I shifted my hips, fucking into my imaginary little brother's strokes. My tits bounded before me.

  I stared at my waving nipples, licking my lips. My free hand grabbed my left tit and brought the fat nub to my lips. I sucked on it hard. Tingling pleasure raced through my body straight to my pussy. I groaned, clenching down on it as I squirmed and groaned.

  That's so hot. I love watching you suck your own nipple, Clint groaned to me. You are so sexy. So hot.

  My pussy clenched on the dildo hard. My snatch drank in the friction of it reaming in and out of me. I trembled, pumping faster and faster, driven wild by my need to explode. My eyes fluttered. I moaned and gasped. I shuddered, my hips writhing back and forth. My head tossed. It was so good. So damned amazing.

  I would cum. I would explode on Clint's cock.

  Yes, yes, yes, fuck me, Clint, I moaned in my mind, sucking harder on my nipple. The nub ached so badly.

  I bet it would feel amazing if Clint sucked on my nipple.

  I fucked my hips into my thrusting dildo. I pounded my count. I drove it so deep, so hard. I savored every moment of it as the pleasure built and built. The bedsprings still creaked, Melody screaming her head off.

  “I'm cumming!” girlish Melody gasped. “Drink it all! Oh, yes! Oh, that's so amazing!”

  “Yes, Princess,” growled Clint. “You're so beautiful when you cum!”

  “Cum in me,” the throatier, adult Melody moaned. “Flood my pussy! Give it to me, Clint! Breed me!”

  My nipple popped out of my mouth. “Yes!”

  I came so hard with my brother and cousin. I moaned, wishing it was Clint's cock in me, flooding my pussy with his cum, breeding me the way I wanted Daddy to breed me. The man of the house... I wanted Clint so badly.

  I bucked and spasmed on the bed. My head tossed back and forth as my pussy spasmed about the dildo, wishing it was his cock, wanting to milk the cum out of his balls. I groaned as my pleasure peaked in me.

  Then I collapsed, gasping for breath, my body buzzing with rapture.

  My eyes shot open. “What the fuck!”

  I ripped the dildo out of me, shuddering in disgust. I just masturbated wishing my little brother would fuck me. I felt so dirty. What was wrong with me? Dad was one thing. He was a sexy stud. He was always so strong, so loving, as I grew up. I saw him with Mom, seeing how he made her smile, and I wanted to smile like that.

  But Clint was a boy. Just because Melody was dumb enough to settle for a child, didn't mean I should.

  And I was gay. I loved pussy. I wasn't into guys at all. Hadn't thought about another man beside Dad since Stefani. I loved her. She was my girlfriend.

  I rolled out of bed, struggling to breathe. What the fuck was wrong with me? The bedsprings still squeaked above.

  “Oh, you're cumming so much in me,” Melody moaned, so throaty, so adult.

  I wished I could squeeze my ears shut. I didn't need to hear my little brother fucking our cousin. I didn't need to masturbate to it, to have him confuse me. This was all Mom's fucking fault. Her dumb talk last night.

  I shuddered, feeling so dirty. I masturbated to my little brother. I came hard like a freak.

  I grabbed the first clothing I could, pulling on tight shorts and a top that clung to my large breasts. Then I bolted out of the room, frantically texting Stefani: “Freaking out. Coming over. Need to talk.”

  I headed down the stairs and almost crashed into Lee. Who was cleaning. She had the swifter in hand, sweeping it across the hardwood floors. She was an athletic girl, slim with a pixyish bob of black hair about her mischievous face. She wore an apron—a fucking apron—as she pushed the swifter back and forth, gathering the dust.

  “Hey, Zoey,” my eighteen-year-old cousin grinned at me.

  What the fuck was going on? What had Clint done to our family?

  I didn't say a word as I bolted outside where my car waited.

  * * *

  Alicia Elliston

  I fell forward onto Melody's body, her tongue still nuzzling at my pussy. I shuddered, squirming, my body buzzing from the wonderful orgasm she gave me while Clint fucked her hard. I rested my head on her pubic mound, her shaved landing strip tickling my cheek. I stared at Clint's dick buried into her cunt.

  “Damn,” he grunted. “Damn, that was good.”

  “It was,” Melody moaned as Clint pulled his dick out.

  I giggled and leaned down, licking at my big sister's pussy, tasting her sweet pussy and my big brother's salty cum. Her pussy lips gaped open from her pounding. Clint had fucked her so hard. She had squealed into my pussy.

  Which made me cum.

  I pushed up my glasses as I nuzzled, my pigtails spilling about her thighs. I probed my tongue into her folds, making her shudder beneath me. Her fingers dug into the cheeks of my ass. Oh, she tasted so wonderfully sweet and delicious. I nuzzled and lapped, just adoring the incestuous combinations.

  “Cupcake,” Melody moaned. “Oh, stop. My pussy's too sensitive.”

  “Oh, but it's full of so much yummy cream,” I pouted in my girlish voice.

  “Just give me a kiss,” Melody moaned. “Come cuddle with me, Cupcake.”

  “Yes, big sister,” I smiled, eager to be a good girl and obey my big brother and big sister. I was almost their little girl.

  It was so naughty.

  I turned around and settled down on her, my nonexistent tits—just little, budding mounds—pressed into Melody's nice, round tits. Everyone in the family, even Lee, had tits. I was eighteen and despaired over ever having them.

  But Clint liked how girlish they made me look. And with my shaved pussy, I was even more girlish. Young, innocent, and taboo. His little sister that he could play with. His cute princess he had to love and treasure.

  And discipline when I was naughty.

  I nuzzled into Melody's lips. Her blonde hair spread about the bed, her hazel eyes glossy. Our lips met. I gave her quick kisses, giggling between them as I wiggled on her body. Clint still knelt between our legs. I could feel his eyes on us.

  So I spread my legs wide, flashing my pussy at him. I wasn't shy about it any longer. He had taken my virginity. He had loved me. I was special. Melody and I were the two women he loved loved. Not just sister love or mother love. Or sex slave love. I giggled again, kissing my half-sister harder and harder.

  “Well, my Princess and my Queen writhing together,” Clint said. “What a naughty sight.”

  “We're tribbing,” I giggled, undulating my hips and brushing my clit against Melody's.

  She gasped, eyes fluttering. “Where did you learn that word, Cupcake?”

  “Pretty naughty word for my little princess to know,” Clint added, stroking up and down my thighs.

  “I was looking up sex words while you two were sleeping in,” I said.

  “Oh, that's what you were doing on my computer?” Clint asked. His hands moved higher, grabbing my butt-cheeks. “What other naughty words did you learn?”

  “Creampie,” I said. “Which was yummy. I wanted to lick big sister clean of all her cum.”

  “But Clint fucked me so hard, and made me cum so hard, I was just too sensitive,” Melody grinned. “Maybe next time.”

  “What else?” Clint asked, his voice so throaty, his strong fingers pulling apart my butt-cheeks.

  “Spit-roasting, but we would need another guy for that. So, eww.”

  “Melody could wear a strap-on,” he said, massaging my butt. It made me squirm, humping my clit into Melody's. “And I could ram my dick into your mouth.”

  “Kinky,” laughed M
elody. “I like it.”

  “Well, you are a perv.”

  I giggled. “Yep, you are, big sister.”

  “Uh-huh, and what other things did you learn, Cupcake.” She nuzzled her nose against mine, my glasses bumping her cheeks.

  “Pearl necklaces, fisting, prostate stimulation, felching, sensory play, and rimming.”

  “Rimming, huh?” Clint asked, his thumbs pulling my butt-cheeks apart. “Like this.”

  I gasped as Clint's tongue licked through my butt-crack and found my sphincter. He swirled around it, making me tremble atop Melody's body. My nipples brushed hers, and my clit tingled as it humped against her pussy.

  “Big brother,” I gasped. “Oh, you're making me feel all naughty down there.”

  “In your cute asshole?” he asked between his licks.

  “Yes,” I groaned.

  Melody nuzzled her nose against mine again. “You know why he's licking your asshole, Cupcake?”

  “Because he's a perv?” I giggled.

  “Because he wants to fuck your tight asshole.”

  My eyes widened. “What?”

  “Time to lose your anal cherry, Cupcake.”

  “Yes, Princess,” he groaned. “I want that ass.”

  “But...” I bit my lip. “Won't it hurt?”

  “You'll love it, Princess. Melody did. And so did Lee.”

  “But...”

  “Princess,” his voice stern. “I won't hurt you. So you will be a good girl. Relax, and you will enjoy it.”

  “You'll cum so hard, Cupcake.” Melody gave me a smacking kiss on the lips. “I promise.”

  “Okay,” I said, my stomach twisting, then I gasped. Clint licked harder at my asshole.

  It did feel nice, feeling his tongue swirl about my sphincter, teasing it, making me squirm and shiver on Melody's soft body. Her hands stroked my back as she gave me kisses. Her tongue fluttered against mine. I moaned into them, relaxing, soothed by her touch and Clint's licking.

  My big brother's tongue felt nice as it pressed on my sphincter. Weird but nice. He pressed into my bowels, licking around. I gasped, my little pussy clenching at the sensations he churned. He probed his tongue in deep, swirling around.

  And then his fingers found my shaved pussy.

  “Someone's dripping wet,” Clint grinned. I gasped into Melody's lips as he thrust two fingers into my depths. “Wet and juicy. You're just begging for this, aren't you, Princess?”

  I moaned against Melody's lips, too scared to break the kiss.

  “Yes, you are.” His fingers wiggled in me. And then he pulled them out. They had to be so gooey with my juices.

  He licked at my sphincter a final time before bringing his pussy-coated fingers to my asshole. He rubbed on my sphincter and then pressed in. I groaned, my eyes widening as he intruded into my bowels. I groaned and shivered. I wiggled as he wormed in deeper and deeper into my bowels.

  His finger went so deep into me. A strange, burning pleasure radiated from my bowels. I squirmed more and more on Melody, grinding our clits together as I moaned into her lips. Clint's lips kissed at my butt-cheeks, sometimes biting as he pumped his finger in and out of my bowels.

  Then he ripped it free and shoved it back into my pussy.

  “Oh, such a juicy cunt and a tight ass, Princess. I'm going to love fucking your bowels. And so are you.”

  I broke the kiss. “Maybe. But it's so straaaange!”

  The last word elongated as his pussy-lubed finger jabbed into my asshole. I trembled on Melody as it probed deep into me. Then his digit fucked in and out while Clint licked at my sphincter around his finger, making me quiver.

  “Isn't that so dirty though, big brother?”

  “You taste good,” Clint groaned. “This sour flavor.”

  “Yes,” Melody nodded. “I can't wait to eat your ass out, Cupcake.”

  “I think I would—” My eyes widened. “Big brother!”

  “What did he do?” Melody asked.

  “Two fingers,” I groaned, my voice thick and throaty. “He thrust two fingers into my asshole. Oh, wow. Oh, that's nice.”

  Clint's two fingers pumped in and out faster and faster, stretching my asshole, getting me ready for his dick. He didn't do this for Lee. He just ripped his cock out of her pussy and fucked her cherry ass. But she was a humiliation and pain slut. That was what she loved.

  And what I loved was being his little sister, being pampered and cared for by my big, strong brother. Maybe Clint loved us all in the ways we needed to be loved. And Melody and I needed that added romantic love, not just the carnal sex and passion.

  “You're amazing, big brother,” I moaned, my bowels clenching on his fingers. “Wonderful.”

  “I know,” he said, so cocky and confident.

  “Finger her asshole,” moaned my big sister. “I want you to pound her, Clint.”

  “You want me?” Clint asked, voice stern. Sometimes Melody forgot he was in charge.

  “You'll love it,” she giggled. “And you want to do it. I want you to do it. So do it, Clint. Fuck her. Pound her ass. She needs it.”

  “I do, big brother,” I moaned in my most girlish voice. “So badly. My pussy is so wet and tingly. And my butthole is so hot. Please, big brother. I need it. I'm so ready for your cock.”

  “You sound ready,” he groaned, ripping out his fingers.

  He moved up my body, his arms planting on either side of us. I could feel the heat of his body. His muscular stomach brushed my ass and then his dick found my pussy. I gasped as he thrust into my wet depths.

  “Big brother,” I whined. “You're supposed to do it in my butt. Not my cunny.”

  “I want to be nice and wet for your ass,” he groaned. “And you are such a naughty princess. Your pussy is dripping juices.”

  “Cupcake's a perv,” Melody said.

  I giggled, my hips wiggling, pressing my clit on hers at the same time I savored Clint's girth in me.

  Oh, he was so big. So thick. I loved it. I wanted him to fuck me so hard. To just pound me and make me explode. But I also wanted to feel him in my butt. His fingers felt so naughty in there. I bet his dick would be even better.

  “Please, big brother,” I moaned, wiggling my hips, clenching my pussy on his dick. “Do it in my butt.”

  “But your pussy feels so good,” he groaned. “And the way you wiggle your hips. You sure you don't want me to fuck your pussy?” He drew back and slammed in, pressing me against Melody.

  “Yes!”

  “You want me to fuck your pussy, Princess?”

  “No, I mean! I want you to do it in my butt. Please, big brother. You got me all relaxed and lubed. Your fingers felt so naughty. Please, please, please.”

  He groaned, pulling his cock out of my pussy. “You're so cute when you beg. I just want to spoil you.”

  Melody's hands grabbed my butt-cheeks, parting them. “Fuck her, Clint. Fuck our cute princess. Our little sister needs it.”

  “I do,” I begged.

  And then his cock touched my asshole, so thick and wet and hard. He was bigger than his fingers. A shiver of fear washed through me as he pressed on my sphincter. I clenched, panicking. What if he hurt me?

  “Relax, Princess,” Clint groaned.

  * * *

  Clint Elliston

  Alicia's asshole was still clenched tight. She looked over her shoulder at me, her pigtails shifting. Her eyes were so wide behind her glasses. She was so cute, her lower lip quivering in fear as I pressed on her sphincter with my big dick.

  “I will never hurt you, Princess. Relax.”

  “Yes, big brother,” she said, her voice throaty.

  “He never will,” Melody whispered. “Your big brother loves you.”

  Alicia's asshole relaxed.

  I pressed forward. The tight sphincter gave way to my cock. I groaned as I slid deeper and deeper into her asshole. Her bowels engulfed my dick. She was so tight. My body shivered as the pleasure raced up my dick. My hands clenched on the sheet
s as I drove deeper and deeper, sandwiching Alicia with Melody.

  I groaned when my groin pressed into her butt-cheeks. I felt Melody's fingers, holding Alicia's asscheeks apart, pressing into my flesh. My balls rested on Alicia's taint. I drew up my hips, the friction burning on my dick.

  And thrust.

  “Oh, fuck,” Melody gasped, her hazel eyes snapping wide open as she stared up. “Oh, fuck, you're pressing her right into my clit.”

  “Good,” I grinned as I savored the tight, hot friction engulfing my dick. “I want you to enjoy it. I want you to cum, too.”

  “Damn, I love you.”

  “Me, too, big brother,” Alicia gasped, her voice so throaty. “Oh, big sister, he's so huge. I can't believe it. I took him in my butt.”

  “Yes, you did, Cupcake.”

  I grunted, Alicia's ass relaxing more and more, stretching around my dick. Her pussy juices lubed the way, letting me fuck her bowels faster and faster. My balls ached. They smacked over and over into Alicia's taint.

  My little sister made the cutest mewling sounds every time I drove into her asshole. She squirmed beneath us, grinding her clit on Melody's. Her face contorted with pleasure, savoring Alicia's body. My blonde half-sister's hands roamed our little sister's back.

  “Fuck her,” she moaned, licking her lips. “Fuck her ass so hard. She loves it.”

  “I do, big brother. Your cock is making me feel all naughty and tingly in my bottom. Oh, yes! You're fucking my butt!”

  “I am,” I groaned. “And it's so tight, Princess. I love fucking your ass.”

  “Yes, yes, yes,” Melody gasped. “Pound her. Make her cum! Make us both cum, stud!”

  “Big brother is a stud!” gasped Alicia, screaming as loud as she could.

  I hoped Zoey enjoyed the show. Her room was right beneath mine. I wanted her to hear me fuck Melody and Alicia, to let her realize I knew how to please women. I hoped she was masturbating right now, gasping and cumming, seeing me not as her little brother.

  But as a man.

  I grunted, picking up my pace, fucking Alicia as hard as I could, savoring her tight bowels. I loved how she gasped and squeaked and grunted as I slammed into her asshole over and over. My balls thwacked against her flesh. She gasped and shuddered beneath me.