Incestuous Harem – Chapter 7B: Bratty Sis Gets Soaked

Incest story: Incestuous Harem – Chapter 7B: Bratty Sis Gets Soaked

by mypenname3000

I blushed, squirming at the heat in his eyes. “Big brother…”

“I love your petite body and girlish voice and your pigtails.” He seized one, twining it about his finger. “I love your pigtails. And I love you.”

“But… Melody. You love her.”

“I do. And… I think I’m falling in love with you, too, Princess.” He took the end of my pigtail and brushed my face with it.

I smiled at the ticklish end. “You are?”

“I love you both. Not the same. I could never love you both the same. You’re two different persons. I love different things about you. But you’re my princess, and she’s my queen. You’re both special to me.”

“And Mom? And Lee?” I swallowed. “What about Zoey and her big tits?”

“I’ll never love Zoey,” he laughed. “I’ll fuck her.” His grin grew horny. “I’m looking forward to fucking her cock-teasing ass. But I won’t love her. Or Lee. Or Mom. Or Aunt Vicky. Not the way I love you and Melody.”

I sniffed, feeling suddenly so foolish.

“So you’re okay with that?” he asked. “Me loving Melody and you?”

I nodded my head. “She’s my big sister.” I leaned against him. “And you’re my big brother.”

“Awww,” someone sighed.

I jumped. Melody leaned in the doorway watching us, a big smile on her lips. She had stripped out of her clothing, her shaved pussy glistening. I really needed to shave mine. All of it. I wouldn’t have a landing strip like Melody, but completely bare. Then I would look even more girlish. I bet Clint would really like that.

Clint leaned in and kissed me as Melody moved into the room. I shuddered at the feel of his strong lips on mine. My eyes closed, feeling how much he loved me. How much I loved him. My heart beat so fast beneath my blouse.

The bedsprings creaked as Melody sank down beside us. She reached out, stroking my face. I broke the kiss with Clint, licking my lips, then leaned in and kissed my big sister on the lips. Her arm slipped around both of us, her lips hot and soft, so different from Clint.

I smiled when I broke the kiss. “Maybe…” I whispered. “Maybe, I love you, Melody. You’re my big sis.”

“And I love you, Cupcake,” she smiled. The tip of her nose brushed mine. “Now, what do you say we all go piss on Lee? She’s been such a brat.”

“Yes,” I said, nodding my head. She had been. When we were younger, we were close. But Lee, a year older than me, discovered sports while I found books. And then I was a nerd. Lee and her friends, especially Carmelita, liked to pick on me. They were such bullies. “It was so much fun watching you two spank her. And…” I squirmed, feeling my full bladder. “I want to pee all over her. She deserves it. She’s so mean to me.”

“She is?” Clint frowned.

“Her and Carmelita bully me during PE.” Alicia swallowed. “We all have the same class.”

“I know that Latina bitch,” Melody hissed. “She’s in my US History class.”

“Well,” Clint grinned. “Lee wants to be humiliated, let’s give it to her.”

“That was beautiful,” Mom moaned. She, too, was naked and watching us, tears burning in her eyes. “Sir, you are a wonderful son.”

“Thanks, Mom,” Clint said, shifting his shoulders with embarrassment.

I couldn’t help giggling with Melody at his discomfort. He was Mom’s master, but that didn’t change the fact that he was still her son, and all mothers seemed to have the ability to embarrass their children, even Clint.

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Leann “Lee” Samuels

I trembled in the bathtub naked. The white surface—was it porcelain or some other material—was cold on my skin. Goose-pimples covered my arms and shaved legs. My pussy dripped with Clint’s cum. I shoved my hands between my thighs, scooping the gunk and brought it to my lips.

What did it taste like?

I licked it. I tasted my tangy musk faintly, but the salty flavor was far stronger. I moaned, sucking on my fingers, loving the taste. I shuddered and shoved my fingers down again, rubbing at my wet pussy, gathering more of his cum to bring it to my greedy lips.

I was so wet. They were going to piss on me. My cheeks burned with shame almost as much as my ass throbbed with pain. He had spanked me so hard. He hadn’t held back. I could tell I would have bruises. I would feel this pain, reminding me of the consequences of being a brat.

Part of me wanted to continue being a brat.

My heart beat faster. My small breasts jiggled as I shifted in the large tub. It was deep and wide, big enough for two or three adults to cuddle into. I wonder if my mom, Aunt Cheryl, and Uncle Clinton—no, he was my dad; I was still shocked to learn that—would slip in here and have long, hot baths. No wonder our two families lived side-by-side. Uncle Clinton—Dad—wanted to keep both his women close to him.

“Well, don’t you just look eager,” Aunt Cheryl said as she walked in naked, her bleached-blonde hair bouncing about her shoulders, her huge tits jiggling. She had the biggest tits in the family, large and pillowy, with fat, dark-red nipples. Zoey and my mom’s tits were a close second and third—I wasn’t sure whose were bigger—then Melody, me, and Alicia.

That nerd had the tiniest tits. They were practically nonexistent.

“I am eager,” I said. I swallowed. “Is something wrong with me, Aunt Cheryl? I want this. Even though it makes me feel so humiliated, like I’m just a filthy, dirty, disgusting girl.”

“You are.”

Her words made me shudder.

“And you love it. You’re wired to crave this. Your mother is, too. She’s more of a pain and humiliation slut then I am. Your father used to cover her tits in clothespins then fuck her pussy and piss in her cunt when he was done, washing out his cum.”

“Wow,” I breathed “I had no idea Mom was so kinky.”

“Everyone is kinky in their own ways.” Aunt Cheryl unfolded the tripod I hadn’t noticed in her hand, the legs extending the locking with loud clicks.

I blinked “Aunt Cheryl?”

“Oh, well, we’re recording this. Clint wants all your friends to see. Especially Carmelita.”

My eyes widened. “What?” My pussy clenched. They would all know. It would be humiliating. Everyone would laugh at me, tease me. And Carmelita would be the worst. She was such a bully. My body shuddered. I shoved a hand between my thighs, rubbing at my pussy. “He wouldn’t.”

She arched an eyebrow.

“He would. Oh, my god, he would.” My pussy clenched, and I rubbed harder at my hot flesh. “Holy shit.”

“You can walk out of the tub right now,” she said, attaching the digital camcorder. She opened the flip screen on the side. The red light flashed on. “If you don’t want to do this, just leave. It’s your choice.”

I stared at the camera, my jaw chattering. Everyone would know I was filthy. My cheeks burned with shame. I swallowed as Clint, Alicia, and Melody walked in naked, his cock thrusting hard before him. It was so thick.

“I’m ready,” I croaked, startled. All my friends would see this? Carmelita. She was a bitch. She was so cruel to anyone that crossed her. I stayed on her good side to avoid her bullying. I glanced at Alicia, her arms cross, her cute, girlish face fierce.

I swallowed. She hated how we bullied her in PE, making fun of her small tits. I really only did it because Carmelita did it. Alicia grinned and said, “I just drank a big glass of water.”

I nodded, shuddering.

“We’re all ready, sir,” smiled Aunt Cheryl. “Camera’s recording.”

“Good,” Clint growled and stepped forward. “Lee, you are a fucking brat. You deserve this. Open that fucking mouth wide, whore. You’re a piss slut. A fucking dirty, filthy piece of shit.”

I shuddered, rubbing harder at my pussy at his words. I was so filthy. So disgusting. My pussy clenched beneath my fingers as I opened my mouth wide, my tongue sticking out. I wanted this. Oh, god, I wanted this. The camera was pointed right at me. Everyone would see what a filthy thing I was.

Everyone.

I almost came.

Clint seized my short hair hard. He jerked my face towards his cock. Melody pressed up behind him, her arms reaching around his torso, and grabbed his dick. Her small hands wrapped about his girth. Her grinning face peered over his shoulder. She had to be standing on her tiptoes to do that.

“Oh, I love holding Clint’s cock as he pisses,” Melody purred. “Every morning, slut, you’ll drink his morning pee. That’s what you are. His piss slut.”

“Yes,” Alicia hissed, her pigtails swaying as she nodded her head. Her nipples were hard thrusting from her little breasts. “Do it, big brother. Piss on her!”

“Yes,” Clint groaned.

He peed.

I tried not to flinch as the powerful, acrid stream of urine splashed into my open mouth. I groaned, the bitter liquid sloshing about my mouth. I swallowed it, my mouth closing to gulp his down. His piss splattered across my chin and cheeks. I felt it drip down to my throat, making me feel so dirty, so filthy.

The camera’s red light blinked. Everyone would see this. Everyone would know I was a whore.

I rubbed harder at my pussy as Melody moved his cock around, splashing his piss across my face. I closed my eyes as the warm urine washed across my forehead, soaking the roots of my hair. It poured down my cheeks to my neck, then to my round breasts. Other streams poured down my back, reaching my spine, racing to my ass.

“That’s it, you filthy slut,” groaned Clint, pleasure crossing his face as he released his bladder. “You’re just my filthy cunt. My slave. I own you and can do anything to you.”

“Yes,” I moaned, rubbing so hard at my pussy, my fingers flying through my folds. Then I plunged my fingers into my cunt for the first time, my hole opened by his cock. “I am. Your cunt, Clint. Your slave!”

“That’s right,” moaned Melody. “We’ll brand you. We’ll have you marked permanently A tramp stamp. Clint’s Sex Slave.”

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned as Melody pointed his cock at my mouth.

I opened wide, swallowing the last of his piss. The final spurts squirted out as I frigged my pussy so hard. His piss tasted so nasty. I swallowed it, my pussy clenching. I was such a filthy whore. A nasty girl. Pleasure rippled out of my cunt. My head snapped back.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I screamed as I came, the camera recording my pleasure at my humiliation. My stomach was so warm, his piss filling my belly. “Oh, my god, I’m your whore, Clint. Your filthy slave. Tattoo me. Mark me. Do what every you want to me!”