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She started stroking my shaft slowly and took my cock from her mouth long enough to tell me, "I am so pleased that Sonakshi wasn't exaggerating about your dick young man, I so love a big dick in my mouth and pussy!" OK, at around 9 inches long and almost 3 inches wide I have long known that I am priviliged but it's not been much of a talking point for me....

Moving to the rug in front of the bay window Ayesha lays down on her back and pulls me on top of her, my cock now inches away from her pussy. Feeling the firmness of her nipples poking into my chest causes my cock to twitch, I just have to suck on her nipps.... So as I move down to take her nipples into my mouth in turn she pushes my head down towards her pussy, the aroma wafting in the air had me going this way anyway, but Ayesha was rather urgent and insistent.

Once I moved in between her legs I could see why, her pussy was seeping juices and her lips were swollen. With her inner lips poking out and her clit standing proudly erect it was as though Ayesha had been primed and ready for my arrival.

"Oh please lick me Jai, eat my pussy and stick your tongue into me," she urged in a low voice. As soon as my tongue slid into her lovecanal Ayesha shuddered lightly, her hands gripping the back of my head and driving me into her sex forcefully, her pelvis bucking up into my face....all the while she's softly moaning....

OK, I am a pussy eating addict by my own admission and I happily slurped on her tasty juicy clam until she asked me to stop licking and to stick my fat prong into her juicy box. By now Ayesha has been moaning away for a while and she's not ladylike anymore. Instead she's pretty much ordering me what to do, "Go on Jai, stop mucking around and shove your fat prick into my juicy slot, ram it into me all the way till your heavy balls are banging against my arse!"

She kept up the tirade of foul lingo until I had my knob inside her tight lovecanal, she was surprisingly tight and it shut her up as I slowly forced my fat fuckstick into her slippery cavern. She was looking at me with glazed over eyes as I slowly worked my way in and out of her delightfully tight pussy, squishing and squelching as I partly withdrew my fat prong from time to time.

After a few minutes her pussy seemed to loosen up a bit and it became easier to drive into her forbidden depths. It's always a pleasure to feel a new pussy wrapped around your cock, the reactions are always different and by the feel of it this lovely lady had been neglected in this department for too long.....

Once Ayesha got used to feeling full of my pole she became more vocal again, groaning out loud, "Oh yes, fill me up young man, ram that beautiful prick into me, bang those nuts on my bum.....and please fill me with loads of spunk.... I want to feel your cum oozing out of me after you've gone young fella....I love the feeling of spunk dribbling from my freshly fucked cunt...so make sure you pump it in deep," she moaned and groaned between deep heaving breaths....

So when I was about to cum I told Ayesha that I was getting near and she just clamped her legs around my back and urged me once again to just come inside her....please. As I let go in her cunt it was almost as though her cunt clenched up tight around my shaft, she didn't want to spill a drop.

After I'd pumped my load into her Ayesha became very mellow, saying that she'd heard from Sonakshi how she'd seduced me and how I had given in to her womanly attractions, how big and hard my cock had been, how long I had licked her fanny and so forth.

"So did you ask for me by name did you," I asked.

"Yes, I just asked for young Jai and the lady at your office said no problem," Ayesha says as she softly kisses me. I was mildly surprised at this as Trish in the office was a nosey little redhead who usually wanted to know everything that was even slightly suspicious.

As my cock was still in Ayesha's juicy hole, she could feel my cock grow back to full hardness and she responded by clenching her fanny tight around me, giving me a cunt massage. When I leaned onto my elbows properly and started shafting Ayesha's yummy snatch once more she just groaned in delight, "Oh yes, that's more like it, a young man who can do me, then do me again!"

This time Ayesha thrashed around more vigorously than before, pelvis tilting as I thrust into her now sopping wet slot and telling me give it to her good. "Oh yeah, you drill that yummy fat cock into me, yeah spunk me again," Ayesha orders....

Before too long I creamed her pussy again, this time I could feel our combined juices oozing out of her cunt before I had even pulled out, much to Ayesha's delight, "Oh yes, that's what I love, feeling our juices running out of my pussy...yummy!"

As I withdrew from Ayesha's hot pussy my cellphone started ringing and she urged me to answer it. So as I retrieve the phone from my cargo shorts and answer it, Ayesha is kneeling in front of me sucking my now softening cock into her mouth, cleaning off our combined juices with enthusiasm.

It was Trish from the office asking whether I was free to go to my next job yet, little did I realise it had been over an hour since getting to Ayesha's house. "Yeah, just about done here Trish," I managed to say as I looked down at Ayesha giving my cock long slow licks....

"You tease," I said to Ayesha, as I put my phone down.

"Who me," Ayesha answered playfully. "Better fill in your jobsheet and bill me for this job you did young man," Ayesha urged, "mustn't raise any suspicion in the office that you've been screwing around on company time huh??"

"That was worth every cent anyway, so please call on me again when you have some time on your hands in the evening would you Jai, you've got my phone number and address," Ayesha said as I got dressed. As Ayesha pulled on her dressing gown I saw my cum oozing from her pussy, and we both laughed as we both watched a thick glob of cum slowly slide from her pussy lips onto her thigh.

"Till next time then lover," she said dreamily, kissed me on the cheek and closed the door behind me.....

Phew, like I said, blue collar men have perks too.....

to be continue...

 

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Man of the House Chapter 4: Seducing My Virgin Sister

Sara

"You understand?" my half-brother asked me as I pulled on my panties.

"I do," I said, winking at him. My brother. I had a brother. Cherry wasn't just my cousin like I had thought for the last nineteen years of my life. His father, the man I thought of as Uncle Chandu, was also my father. I couldn't believe it. I was still reeling from the revelation that my mom and her sister, Aunt Shriya, were lovers and had shared Cherry's dad--my dad--since they my age.

And now Aunt Shriya was Cherry's mommy-slave.

I always thought my father was a scumbag, the sperm donor as Mom called him, who ran out when Mom was pregnant with my younger sister Janhvi. I was only a baby when it supposedly had happened, so I had no memories of that time. I believed her. And the truth that my handsome, strong, loving Uncle Chandu was my father made me excited at the same time it made me sad..

Sad because he had passed away six months ago before I knew the truth. It only came out as Cherry and I enjoyed fucking his mom this morning. Aunt Shriya had spilled the truth after Cherry had dominated her and turned his mother into his submissive slut.

I guess I was his submissive slut, too. I would do anything for my sexy brother. As I wiggled on my jeans, I couldn't help but smile at him, looking so handsome and strong, his mother cuddled up to him, her large tits pillowed across his chest, her bleached-blonde hair fanning out. He stroked her arm splayed across his torso, a satiated smile on his lips.

Of course he was satiated--he had just fucked my ass. And that was magical.

"I'm counting on you, Sara," Cherry said, his dark eyes strong.

He made my heart flutter and my pussy clench. "Have I ever let you down, Cherry?"

"There was the time we went camping and you forgot to pack any food."

"Well, that was in the backyard," I said. "The house was just a few feet away."

"And the time you bailed on us building our tree house."

"Mom took me shopping," I protested. "You don't have to be a dick about this."

He grinned. "And what about when I needed backup in the snowball fight, and you were too busy making snow angels."

"They were pretty angels." I put my hands on my hips, his eyes hot on me, my naked breasts jiggling. "Cherry, those were all when we were kids. Have I let you down since we were in high school?" We were the same age. Well, I was a month older. It was why we were so close. We lived next door and were the same age, so we did everything together. It helped that I was a tomboy and would rather get dirty playing with the boys then have fake tea party with dolls like my sister Janhvi would do with Ananya.

"Well," he said a grin spreading on his lips, "what about our project in the eleventh grade? You completely forgot to write your half of it."

"Well..."

"And then in Biology--"

"Okay! I get it. But I won't let you down this time," I said, tossing my hair. "Trust me. Your little sister will be ripe and ready."

"She better," Cherry grinned at me. And, damn, he was so sexy. I snagged my tank top, pulling on the tight cloth that molded to my braless tits, my nipples tingling against the fabric.

I moved to the bed, leaned over him. "Love you."

He kissed me hard, his tongue brushing my lips. "Love you, too." Then he smacked my ass, hard, and grinned, "My little sister awaits."

"Mmm, she does," Aunt Shriya moaned, wet and excited for Cherry to pop her youngest daughter's cherry.

Our family was a little messed up. But it was so hot.

My ass stinging, I sauntered out of the door. I had never seduced a girl before. But there was a first time for everything.

I passed my eighteen-year-old sister's bedroom. Her door was open. She was off, probably running around the park. That girl had too much energy and was really into fitness. I stepped out into the warm, autumn morning and cut across my front lawn to Cherry's, passing beneath the shade of the large tree growing before his house.

The Cherry' house was bigger than mine. It was three stories tall. Cherry's bedroom was in the attic and while Ananya's, Nidhhi's, and Aunt Shriya's were on the second floor. I pulled out my key--the same one worked for both our houses' locks--from my pocket and was reaching for the doorknob when it opened.

Busty Nidhhi blinked at me, about to step outside. "Oh, hey, Sara. I don't think Cherry's home." Her eyes flicked down to my tank top, a smile crossing her lips. "That's different. You're dressing like a girl. What's changed?"

My cheeks went crimson as I faced Cherry's older sister. My older half-sister. Nidhhi was taller than me, her hair brassy and curly, falling about her face. We looked similar--not shocking considering our mothers were sisters and we had the same father--but she had a more...predatory cast to her looks, a hungry beauty like a vixen on a prowl. And she had the body for it. Like Aunt Shriya, Nidhhi was stacked, her belly shirt stretch taut over her large breasts. Cherry was always ogling her.

And I had always been jealous of how beautiful she was. Twenty and so adult. So mature. She carried herself with such confidence. I know Cherry loved me, and I was fine sharing him with all the women in our family, but Nidhhi worried me.

What if he had a taste of her and didn't want me? What if she possessed him? She had that look. A man-eater.

"I'm not here to see Cherry," I said. "He asked me to talk to Ananya. He's...worried about her."

"Squirt is?" Nidhhi asked, raising an eyebrow. "Who would have known?"

"He cares about our families," I said, my eyebrows furrowing. I folded my arms.

Nidhhi's eyes narrowed. "You're fucking him."

"What?" I spluttered, my cheeks going red.

"I didn't think Squirt had the balls to actually make the moves on you. Or did you...?" Her eyes flicked down to my top. "Did you finally have to show him you were a girl? Did you have to beat him over his thick skull to see you as a woman before he fucked you?"

"No," I said, back arching. "He took me."

"Well, you admit it." She pushed past me. "Have fun fucking Squirt."

"Cherry," I said, turning to glare at her as she headed to her car. It was new--not the car itself. "His name is Cherry, not Squirt. He's the man of the house now that da...Uncle Chandu is dead."

Nidhhi threw back her head and laughed as she unlocked the car's doors with her fob, the lights flashing and a loud beep echoing. She opened the driver door, slid in, and gave me a wave that could only be called bitchy.

My hands clenched. I should kick her ass. But I had a mission. Sweet Ananya was upstairs, alone in her room, bursting with questions about her brother, her virgin pussy hot and bothered for Cherry. Hearing her masturbate on the phone only fifteen minutes ago when I talked to her about last night, Cherry popping my cherry, had been hot.

I put Nidhhi out of my mind and headed inside.

 

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Ananya

"Cherry," I moaned as I humped my bare, virgin pussy into the large teddy bear lying atop me. He was my favorite stuffed animal--I had many--and my eighteen-year-old pussy tingled as I humped against his soft fur. "Cherry, Cherry, yes. I love you so much!"

I squeezed my eyes shut, not caring that my glasses were slipping on my face, as I humped harder and harder against my teddy bear. He was so soft atop me. I hugged him, my nipples tingling as I ground my pussy on him.

I wanted Cherry so badly. I wanted him to claim me like the men in the romance novels I read. To make love to me, to pleasure me. I wanted him to go down on me and make me cum so hard. I wanted to gasp and moan and reach new plateaus of pleasure.

My conversation over the phone with Sara, where I embarrassingly masturbated as she talked about her first time with Cherry last night, had left me horny for another orgasm. I needed it. So I ground so hard on my teddy bear. I moaned and gasped, my eyes rolling back into my head.

I stared into the teddy bear's black, button eyes. "Yes, yes, Cherry, you know what I need. Oh, you're the best big brother."

My pussy clenched. My clit tingled. The little bud ached as I humped against him, the furs tickling me. My bed creaked. Outside, a car started. I didn't care. I just wanted to explode on my teddy bear, to satiate the horny ache inside me so I could get back to reading.

I was so close. I trembled. My toes curled. I was on the verge of erupting. The waves of pleasure would flood through my body at any moment. I loved that moment of release and ached for Cherry to deliver me the same pleasure.

My pussy clenched. The pressure built. And--

Someone knocked at my door.

I let out a startled yelp, throwing my teddy bear off of me, my heart hammering. "Yes?"

"It's Sara, Cupcake," my cousin said. "I think we should talk."

"O-okay," I said, panic fluttering through me. I pushed my teddy bear to the edge of my bed--the right side lay flushed against my wall--joining my other stuffed animals. I pushed down my top and scrambled to grab my jean shorts as the doorknob turned.

"Sweetie, it's locked," Sara said.

"Just a moment," I groaned, grabbing my jean shorts. I didn't have time to find my panties. I yanked up the shorts, my body shuddering. I was so close to cumming. Why did she have to bother me now? No one ever bothered me. They let me stay in my room and read, lost to my books.

I didn't need anyone. I had my books to keep me company.

I fumbled with the jean shorts' fastener as Sara knocked again. "What are you doing in there, Cupcake?"

"Nothing," I gasped, my face flushed. I pushed up my glasses, my hair bouncing about my shoulders as I crossed my room and twisted the doorknob, the lock popping.

Sara stood on the other side, a mischievous smile on her face that made her almost look like Janhvi. I used to be close with Janhvi--she was the same age as me--when we were kids, but she got into sports and running while I liked books. So, according to her, she couldn't be friends with a nerd.

But Sara never teased me. She never really noticed me. Too busy playing with Cherry, running around with him, her clothing always dirty, her knees skinned. She could climb our chestnut tree like no one else.

I blinked at her. Today...she looked like Nidhhi. Not as busty, but dressed to show off her body. To please my brother. My cheeks warmed as she stepped in, glancing at her round breasts molded by her tank top. I bet Cherry loved her breasts.

I didn't have any. Not really. Just little A cup bumps. Puberty, it seemed, was skipping me. All the other women in the family had tits, even Janhvi, and I was left with a slim body with hardly any curves. No wonder Cherry loved Sara and hadn't even noticed me.

She inhaled, and her smile grew. "Doesn't smell like nothing in here?"

My cheeks burned hotter. It was a little...musty in here. My eyes flicked to my teddy bear and the obvious wet patch dampening the fur of his crotch. I wanted to melt into the floor as Sara moved to my bed, hopped on it, and grabbed my teddy bear. It was as tall as her when she sat down. Dad had won it for me at a carnival when I was ten.

"I heard girls masturbate this way," Sara said. "Humping against plushies."

"Sara," I groaned, closing the door. I knew we were alone in the house, but still, I didn't need anyone hearing about what I did in here just in case.

"What's it like humping against a stuffed animal?" Sara asked. "I just use my fingers and sometimes a pencil."

"Nice, I guess," I said, standing stiffly. Sara leaned back into my teddy bear like he was the back of a chair. It almost looked like the toy embrace her, his stout arms about her waist.

"Do you pretend it's Cherry?"

My eyes widened. "Of course not. He's my brother."

"And he's so sexy, right?" Sara said, patting the bed beside her. "Come on, Cupcake, don't just stand in the middle of your room. Sit down. Let's talk. Girls do that, you know?"

"I know," I said. "I just...didn't think you would... I mean, you're such a tomboy."

"But I'm still a girl." She smiled. "Cherry knows that, too."

I bit my lip, moving to the bed.

"It's okay if you masturbate to Cherry, Cupcake. I think it's hot."

"You...do?" I swallowed and sat down on the edge of my bed, looking at her.

"Come on, lean back against your wall of stuffed animals." Sara glanced at them all. "Uncle Chandu bought you most of these, right?"

I nodded. I moved back into them, feeling them against me.

"Did you ever masturbate to your dad?"

Her hazel eyes bored into mine. I swallowed, feeling so naked despite being clothed. I folded my hands over my lap, my pussy still so hot and itchy. I wanted to get back to masturbating. And now she was making me think of Dad. Cherry was Dad but younger.

I nodded my head once.

"It hit you hard, his death," Sara said, putting her arm around me, pulling me closer to her. I smelled something musty around her. Similar to my own pussy's scent. But there was something else, something salty and yet almost like bleach.

Was it Cherry? Did they have sex recently?

"I miss him," I admitted, my heart hammering. She turned her head, her blonde hair brushing mine. Sara was the only blonde in the family. Mom's hair color came out of a bottle. Dad liked her that way.

Does Cherry also like blondes? Should I bleach my hair?

"Cherry's missed you," she said. "You spend all your time in here. Alone. Closeted up." She smiled. "Masturbating."

"I don't spend all my time masturbating," I protested.

She grabbed my kindle lying on the foot of my bed. "Right. You do it all the time to all those naughty romances you read with that subscription program. I bet some of them are hot. Your pussy must be wet so often."

How did she know?

"I like to masturbate, too," Sara purred. "Every girl does. I know, sex is supposed to be bad, but it's not. It's so much fun in all of its forms."

"You like having sex with Cherry?"

"I love it," Sara breathed. "He's my man, Ananya. I would do anything for him."

"Anything?" I gasped.

"I would let him fuck my ass." She leaned in. "In fact, he did that this morning. I'm still sore from it, but I came so hard."

"Wow," I breathed. Some of the romances I read, especially the naughty ones, had anal in them. "I've...stuck my finger...back there."

"You naughty thing," Sara laughed.

"What else would you do for him?" I bit my lip.

"I'd share him," she said, her head leaning closer to mine. "If he wanted another girl, I would let her into his bed. I would love her with him."

My heart thudded faster and faster. "You wouldn't be...jealous?"

"It makes me happy serving him. It's how I show him my love. And he shows it back by telling me to do things." Her hand brushed my cheek, fingers so soft. She lifted my head, her lips lowering. "I would love to bring a girl to him. Someone beautiful and sexy and aching for her first time with a sexy man."

This couldn't be happening. I stood frozen as her lips moved closer and closer to mine. Was she talking about bringing me to Cherry? Sharing him with me?

I breathed in, smelling that musk. That scent of sex. Her and Cherry mixed together. And then her lips touched mine.

A girl's lips. They were so soft on mine. I trembled as her lips slowly worked against mine, kissing me, making me shiver in excitement. Tingles raced through my body. Her lips kissed me a little harder, a little bolder, almost begging me to kiss her back.

My lips moved. I shuddered. I was kissing my cousin. A girl. I was kissing a girl. This was so much. I couldn't believe this was happening. She really wanted to share me with my brother, her boyfriend.

My pussy clenched again. I struggled to breathe as we kissed. All these wonderful sensations rushed through my head. They made me dizzy. They made me shudder and shake. My hand reached out, grasping her arm, holding on to her for support.

Sara broke the kiss. "Mmm, you are so sweet, Cupcake."

I blinked, dazed, not sure what I should say.

And then she kissed me again. My eyes closed. Wonderful heat rushed through me. Tingles of delight. I wanted Cherry so bad, and if she wanted to share him with me, then I would kiss her. I would let her do anything to me.

I didn't fight her as she pressed me down on the bed, our kiss growing hotter. Her tongue brushed my lips. I knew what she wanted. I parted them. And now we were French kissing. I trembled, savoring her hot tongue in my mouth, brushing mine. This was so amazing. Some of my romances had lesbian sex in them, and those scenes had always made me tingle.

But I never knew I would actually do anything with a girl. I was straight. I had to be. I wanted Cherry so badly.

I moaned as her hand found the hem of my shirt. She pushed it up, her fingers caressing my skin. Downstairs, the door opened. I could hear two people enter the house. Footsteps thudded up the stairs, heavy.

Cherry's?

Was he coming to my room.

Sara's hand pushed up my top to expose my small, left breast. Her hand cupped the little mound, her thumb rubbing across my nipple. My small nub ached. I groaned, kissing her harder as my ears strained at the sounds in the house.

Cherry reached the second floor and walked down the hall. He was coming. He was coming to make love to me. My pussy clenched. I moaned into the kiss, savoring Sara's thumb massaging my nipple, my eyes locking on my door, hoping. I left the door unlocked. He could walk in.

But Cherry passed by my door. He headed up the attic stairs to his room.

Sara rolled my nipple. She broke my kiss, smiling down at me, her blonde hair brushing my cheek. "Mmm, you are getting good at kissing, sweet Cupcake." She looked down. "And that is the cutest nipple."

"Thanks," I breathed. I heard a TV come on upstairs. Cherry was watching TV or about to play video games. Maybe he didn't know about Sara bringing me to him. Maybe I would be a surprise.

Sara pulled out her phone from her pocket. "I need a pic," she smiled, snapping a picture of me. Her fingers played with her phone for a moment. "Mmm, I want to show Cherry."

"Yes," I breathed, nodding my head.

Sara pushed her phone back into her pocket and leaned down, sucking on my nipple. I gasped, my body undulating as her mouth loved my nipple, her cheeks hollowing. Such delicious delight raced through my body. I squirmed and gasped, my eyes fluttering as footsteps walked up the stairs.

Was it Nidhhi or my mom? I didn't care. I loved Sara's mouth sucking on my nipple. I grit my teeth, not wanting to call out as the footsteps reached the second floor. A rush of excitement shot through me.

I always felt it when masturbating, hearing people walk back and forth down the hallway, oblivious that I was in my room humping my teddy bear or rubbing my pussy. No one bothered me. The family ignored me.

"Sara," I moaned. "That's so--"

My bedroom door opened. Mom walked in. "Ananya, I was wondering if you wanted to... What the hell!"

Sara's head popped up from my breast. "Aunt Shriya!"

Mom stood in the hallway, her hair framing a livid face. My body went rigid. "What are you two filthy girls doing? You're cousins! And you're...doing disgusting things together."

"But..." Sara started to protest.

"No buts, Sara." Mom's eyes fell on me. I cringed. "And you, Ananya... I thought you were a good girl, not some sex-mad fiend fucking her cousin."

"Mom," I tried to say, flinching at her language. So coarse.

"Don't Mom me, young lady. Both of you are in so much trouble." She planted her hands on her fist. "If your father was alive, he would tan both your backsides. So I guess Cherry has to do it. He's the man of the house now."

"Cherry," I squeaked.

"Aunt Shriya, I'm older than Cherry. He can't spank me."

"Move your butts, young ladies," Mom hissed, her face thunderous. "Now! I won't take any more backtalk. We're marching up to Cherry's bedroom, and he will spank you both."

Tears burned in my eyes as Sara rolled off of me. I stood up, trembling.

"Pull your shirt down, Ananya," Mom snapped. "I can't believe it. My daughter and her cousin. Fooling around."

I covered my left breast and stumbled after Sara, my stomach twisting. We both walked with our heads bowed.

 

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Cherry

I smiled as I heard Mom's shouts coming from downstairs. She was playing her part perfectly. My dick ached as I played Call of Duty. But it was hard to concentrate on the game as I heard Mom lead Sara and my little sister through the house to the attic stairs.

"Someone frag that asshole camping spawn," a voice snarled through my headset.

"You do it, cocksucker," the crackling voice of a young kid shot back.

A knock came at my door. I pulled my headset off my ears. "Yeah?"

"Cherry, I caught your sister and your cousin acting like a pair of degenerates," Mom said, pushing open my door.

"Degenerates?" I asked, trying to keep a straight face as Ananya and Sara entered, my little sister trembling. She was so cute with her petite frame made her so innocent. So yummy.

I couldn't wait to devour her.

"They were having lesbian sex with each other," Mom said, pushing both girls in. "Committing incest."

"That's pretty serious," I said, setting my controller down on my leg. "I mean, I'm just shocked that they would do that." I gave my sister a stern look. She shrank.

"You're the man of the house now, Cherry."

"So you want me to, what, spank them?"

My mom nodded her head, a smile on her lips. Ananya was before Mom, staring at the floor and had no chance of seeing Mom's true expression. "Yes, you need to spank both their naughty asses. Just like your father would."

"Aunt Shriya," groaned Sara as she trembled, her hazel eyes flashing.

"You first," Mom said, pushing Sara forward.

"Fine," Sara said. I set down my controller and headset on my nightstand then moved to the edge of the bed. "This is so embarrassing."

"Then you shouldn't have been naughty," I told her.

She went to go across the lap, but I stopped her with a raised hand. She obeyed. "That's not how my dad would do it."

"I'm nineteen," she protested, her hips squirming. "Bare bottom, Cherry?"

I glanced at Ananya who squirmed more, her cheeks crimson.

"Bare bottom, Sara," I said, my voice commanding. "Yank those jeans and panties down, or I'll do it myself."

My dick ached so badly as Sara's hands shot to her fastener. "Yes, Cherry." She said with the perfect amount of submissiveness. Damn, I loved her.

Ananya looked up as Sara kicked off her shoes. Then she unfastened and unzipped her jeans. She peeled the tight pants off, exposing her long, sleek legs, her delicious panties hugging her cute rear, dipping between the cheeks of her ass. The fabric was damp, my cum leaking out of her asshole.

She peeled those off, too, and Ananya gasped as our half-sister draped across my lap, her stomach rubbing into my hard cock. Sara shifted, her naked ass jiggling. I smiled at the cum staining her crack, the scent rising up to my nose.

"Well, Cherry, I see you have this in hand," Mom said.

"I do," I told her. "You can go."

She mouthed, "Sir," and backed away, her eyes glancing at the webcam on my computer aimed at my bed. I had already sent a Skype call to Mom's cell phone. She would have a view of all the fun. She closed the door and retreated down the stairs.

And then I smacked my hand down hard on Sara's ass. A loud, stinging crack echoed through my bedroom. Sara moaned, bucking as her ass reddened. I savored the sight, my dick throbbing harder and harder.

"What were you doing, Sara?" I asked, my hand cracking down on her ass again.

"I was seducing your sister," moaned Sara, her hips shifting.

Crack!

"Why?" I growled.

"Because you told me to, Cherry," moaned Sara. "And I do what you tell me to. Always."

Ananya gasped, her brown eyes wide as she stared at Sara's reddening ass through her glasses.

"And did I tell you to get caught by my mom?"

Crack!

"No, Cherry," Sara moaned. "I was so bad. I barely kissed Ananya before Aunt Shriya caught us."

Crack!

"I had only sucked on her little, scrumptious nipple."

Crack!

"How scrumptious was it, slut?" I asked, smacking my hand down again on her ass. This time I I didn't pull away but rested my palm on her silky rear, savoring the heat rising from her burning flesh and the way she moaned and squirmed on my lap.

"Her nipple was small and pink. Her breast was so cute. This lovely, budding mound. I loved sucking on her nipple, Cherry. I was getting her all wet and ready for you. Just like you wanted."

"You...wanted me, Cherry?" Ananya asked, her voice small.

"Yes," I groaned and cracked my hand down on Sara's ass again.

"But I was bad," moaned Sara. "I spoiled everything. I'm so sorry."

Crack!

Ananya took a step forward. "You...want me, Cherry?"

"I said yes," I growled, staring at her. "Take off your top, Ananya. Let me see those nipples Sara sucked on."

"Only the one nipple," Sara moaned.

Crack!

"Cherry," she yelped, bucking again.

Ananya pulled up her blouse, her body trembling. Her eyes were wide, almost dazed, like she was in a trance. She whipped it over her head. Two small breasts, hardly more than mounds budding from her body, jiggled slightly. Pale-pink nipples rose hard from her little tits, so suckable, so succulent. My cock ached as I pictured Sara's lips wrapped tight about the nub.

Crack!

"Those are scrumptious nipples," I groaned.

"Really?" Ananya swallowed, her hands rubbed together before her. "You don't think...I'm flat?"

"No," I groaned honestly.

Crack!

"Cherry," gasped Sara, bucking hard. "Oh, Cherry, I was so bad."

I stared at my little sister, my hand falling on Sara's ass. "You're just so pretty, Ananya. A small flower just budding into womanhood. You're cute and there is something so sexy about your glasses and small breasts. Innocent. You're just aching to be plucked. I heard you on the phone. How you panted for me as Sara told you about our first time."

"She said she was alone," Ananya blushed.

Crack!

"I lied!" moaned Sara. "Cherry's cock was in my ass when you called. He was slowly fucking me as we talked. It was so hot."

My dick throbbed again.

"He wants you, Ananya," Sara moaned. "He sent me to seduce you. He wants to make love to you. He wants you to be his submissive, little sister. He wants you to please him. To obey him."

Crack!

"Like I do!" Sara's head snapped back. "Cherry! I'm cumming, Cherry!"

My half-sister bucked on my lap, my dick aching in my jeans. I groaned, stroking her ass, loving how she gasped and moaned, her pleasure echoing through the room. I savored the heat of her. I moved between her thighs, rubbing her pussy, her juices gushing out.

"I do, Ananya," I told her. "I'm going to lay you out on the bed and make love to you. I'm going to claim your cherry. And you're going to be my submissive, little sister. Aren't you?"

Ananya nodded her head, her fingers playing together before her stomach, her firm breasts jiggling slightly. They were so delicious. She looked so young and innocent. I ached to plunder her.

"Say it."

Ananya swallowed. "I want you...to make love to me, Cherry. I...I..."

"Say it, Cupcake," moaned Sara. "Don't be afraid."

I shoved two fingers into Sara's pussy, loving how she gasped. She was so hot and silky. I loved this girl so much.

I stared into Ananya's eyes as she licked her lips. "I will be your submissive, little sister, Cherry. If you love me."

"I'll love you," I said, pulling my fingers from Sara's twat. "Lick my fingers clean of Sara's pussy juices, and you'll be mine."

Ananya swallowed and stepped forward, fingers playing faster together. She leaned forward, nostrils flaring as she inhaled, breathing in our half-sister's musk. Sara squirmed on my lap, her head craned, watching. Ananya's tongue appeared, pink.

She licked my fingers. Her tongue retracted into her mouth when she reached the tip, tasting Sara. She swallowed then licked again, a little more eagerly this time. Her tongue licked up and down, cleaning me. So wet and hot. Then her lips sucked my fingers into her mouth.

My dick ached. I couldn't wait for Sara's mouth to be about my dick.

But that was later. First, my sister deserved to enjoy herself. To feel pleasure. I pulled my fingers from her lips, leaving her breathing in deeply, her small breasts rising and falling. I grinned, hungry for her.

I smacked Sara's ass. "Time to eat our little sister."

"Yes, Cherry," Sara purred, wiggling as she stood up. She sat down on the bed beside me, wincing. "Ouch." She lightly punched my shoulder. "My ass hurts."

"Good," I grinned back at her. Punching my shoulder was one of the ways she showed affection.

"Okay, Cupcake," Sara said. "Cherry's going to get naked while you lie down on his bed and get comfy."

I stood, slipping past my sisters as Sara pulled Ananya down to the bed. Sara scooted over, stretching out on her side beside the topless Ananya. My little sister settled her head on my pillow, her arms hugging herself as she watched me pull off my shirt.

"Mmm, doesn't he have sexy muscles?" Sara whispered into our little sister's ear. "Just yummy, right?"

Ananya swallowed and nodded as I dropped my shirt on the floor. Sara's hands took Ananya's arms, pulling them away so she didn't hug herself. Then Sara stroked our little sister's stomach, light, slow circles, teasing Ananya with her fingertips as I kicked off my shoes.

"I bet you're just so excited to see him naked," whispered Sara into Ananya's ear. "Eager to see your first cock."

Ananya nodded her head, her eyes wide as I unsnapped my jeans. My dick ached so hard. It was so hot feeling her virgin eyes on me, her small tits rising and falling as she panted, her flush spreading down her neck to her chest and breasts.

The zipper rasped. She let out a whimpering sigh as I pushed my jeans down, my cock tenting my boxers. I hooked my boxers' waistband with my thumbs, staring into her eyes, and shoved them down. My cock sprang out. Ananya gasped, eyes widening. A shiver ran through her body.

"Soon, that cock's going to be in your pussy," whispered Sara, her fingers sliding down our little sister's body, reaching the snap of her jean shorts. She traced the fly down to the crotch. "Right in here."

Ananya gasped, shuddering as i moved to the bed. Sara pressed her fingers tight into our sister's crotch, massaging her virgin pussy. I reached the bed, my dick thrusting before me. I settled down beside her. It was crowded on the twin-sized mattress

Cozy.

My cock pressed into Ananya's leg as my left hand slid up her body to those delicious mounds. She trembled beneath me, her skins so smooth, like silk. And warm. I reached her breast, cupping her mound with my palm, feeling her hard nub.

"Cherry," she moaned, eyes fluttering. God, she was so damned innocent. I just wanted to violate her.

I leaned over and sucked on her nipple. I engulfed it with my lip, savoring her little nub. She squealed, shuddering. Her hand ran through my hair, her lower lip trembling. Her glasses slipped back on her nose as she moved her head, soft sighs escaped kissable lips.

"I bet you just love that, Cupcake," purred Sara. "Cherry's lips on your nipple. Don't they feel different from mine?"

"Yes," moaned Ananya. "He sucks harder. His lips are stronger. And I can feel his stubble. So rough. So..."

"Manly?"

My little sister nodded her head. I sucked hard then nipped her nipple. She shivered and squealed. She made the cutest noises. I rubbed my palm into her other nipple as I sucked and worshiped her. I made her squirm and sigh, her legs moving, her thigh rubbing against the tip of my cock. Shivers ran through my body as I loved her nipple.

I swirled my tongue around it. I sucked hard on it, lifting my head, stretching out her little mound until her nub popped out of my mouth. Then I sucked on it again, attacking it, loving her nipple, causing her to shiver and spasm.

"Cherry," she moaned "Oh, Cherry."

"Is it just like you imagined?" Sara whispered, her fingers rasping against the denim of Ananya's shorts. "Huh, Cupcake?"

"Better!"

I sucked harder, my fingers pinching her other nipple now. I rolled the small nub between my pointer finger and thumb. Her back arched. She let out another gasp. I loved the sounds she made. I loved how her lips pursed.

I had to kiss her.

I moved up her body, my lips seizing hers. For a moment, she went rigid beneath me. And then she sighed, eyes closing, and relaxed into my kiss. Our lips worked together. She kissed me back with her hot mouth. I humped my dick against her thigh, devouring her mouth, claiming my little sister. Sara nuzzled on the other side.

We were sharing Ananya. Sara's lips kissed and nuzzled at Ananya's cheek, nibbling down on her jawline. I kept pinching Ananya's nipple, making her squirm. Her hand rubbed on my chest, stroking me as she kissed me harder.

And then her hand moved lower and lower down my body. I groaned as my little sister reached my stomach, her fingers dipping into my bellybutton. A strange tingle raced through me, my dick's tip throbbing. Then she went lower. She found my shaft, gripping it in her hand, stroking it. She pumped up and down my shaft, her mouth kissing me harder.

"That's it, stroke his dick, Cupcake. Make him ache for that sweet pussy." Fastener popped. I broke the kiss with Ananya and smiled as Sara drew down the zipper to Ananya's jean shorts, exposing soft, brown curls.

"Someone's not wearing any panties," I grinned.

"Sara interrupted me..." Ananya's words trailed off.

"Were you masturbating?" I asked her. "To me?"

Ananya nodded her head. "I do it all the time, Cherry. I've dreamed of this."

"Was I in your dreams, Cupcake?" Sara asked.

Ananya shook her head butt then smiled as Sara's fingers stroked the brown pubic hair peeking out of Ananya's unzipped fly. "But I'm glad you're here."

I stared at those wispy pubic hair. My mouth watered. I pushed down my sister's body, her hand slipping from my cock, and seized her jean shorts. I yanked them down her body, her legs lifting in the air, and threw them away.

She clamped her thighs shut for a moment, hiding her virgin treasure. Then she looked at Sara who gave her a supportive nod. I remembered what Sara said on the phone earlier about spreading her thighs before me, how exposed she felt, naked, vulnerable, and yet it also made her feel so womanly when I stared at her with hunger.

I stared at my little sister hungrily.

Ananya parted her thighs as I moved between them. She exposed her virgin pussy to me. A cute thatch of brown adorned her mound, not as thick as Mom's bush. Her pussy was wet and flushed. It was a tight slit, vulva sealed and pure. I breathed in her fresh scent. I shuddered.

Young, virgin cunt.

"Cherry," Ananya gasped as I buried my mouth between her thighs and licked at her pussy. She humped and groaned, rubbing her sweet snatch against my lips.

I devoured her. I licked. I slid my tongue through her tight folds. Her clit was small, buried, and made her squirm when I licked it. My fingers parted her vulva, exposing her hymen covering the entrance of her pussy. It was almost solid, only a few small holes penetrating the membrane. I licked at it, savoring her fresh juices, feeling my little sister's maidenhead.

And then I licked up her snatch to her clit. I sucked and nibbled on it. I made her squirm and groan. Her body bucked against me.

"Cherry," she panted "Oh, yes, Cherry."

Sara claimed our little sister's lips, kissing her hard. I hadn't noticed when Sara took off her top. Her round breasts pressed against Ananya's side. I groaned, savoring the sight as I licked harder at my sister's pussy, her juices flooding my mouth.

She was so hot and delicious. Her thighs spasmed about my head, tightening and relaxing as she moaned into Sara's lips. I licked harder, dragging my tongue through her folds and across her clit. She bucked, humping against me.

She had a hot cunt. I bet every woman in the family did. I couldn't wait to have them all.

"Just the sweetest pussy," I groaned. "You're so hot, Ananya. I'm going to savor taking your virginity."

I licked again, concentrating on her clit. I licked and swirled about the nub as her body humped and shuddered more. She spasmed and gasped, kissing Sara hard. Ananya's arms were locked tight about Sara's neck, holding her tight. Their tongues danced.

My dick throbbed.

I sucked on her clit hard. She humped, and I kept my head moving. I didn't release her nub. I stroked her lips with my fingers, brushing her hymen as I loved her clit. More and more of her juices leaked out, her fresh scent filling my nose.

And then she broke the kiss. "Cherry!" she cried out, tits jiggling "Oh, Cherry."

"Cum on his mouth, Cupcake," moaned Sara.

"Yes!" Ananya's glasses almost flew off her head as she bucked against my mouth. Her thighs gripped my head. Her body shuddered as she came.

I drank the flood of her juices, savoring her virgin passion. I gulped them down, loving her, making her tremble and gasp, her face bright red as her pleasure exploded through her. She slammed her head back on the pillow.

"Cherry!"

 

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Ananya

Such pleasure surged through me. I had never felt its like. Cherry's tongue and lips and fingers drove me insane. I couldn't stop bucking. The ripples kept washing into my mind. I thrashed. Bliss. Rapture. My big brother made me cum so hard.

I loved him. I loved this.

"Cherry!" I screamed again, the only word I could say.

Sara grinned at me as Cherry rose over my trembling body. His face was covered in my juices. They dripped from his chiseled chin. His dark eyes consumed me as his muscular body moved over mine. His dick dangled hard and thick.

He was so big. How could he fit in me?

And then he kissed me. Hard. I tasted myself on him. I tasted fresher than Sara's sweet pussy. His weight was on me and...

His cock nudged at my pussy.

I moaned, kissing my big brother so hard, squirming beneath him, my pussy on fire despite my orgasm. I was ready for him to be in me. I humped against him as he groaned. His cock pressed on my maidenhead.

It stretched and stretched. Pain flared. My thighs latched onto his hips, holding him tight. I moaned into the kiss, eyes scrunched.

My hymen tore.

Cherry's dick thrust into me.

My brother was in me. He was in my pussy. His cock was in me.

My pussy spasmed on his dick. Another orgasm shot through my virgin body. I was still writhing from the first climax when he buried in me. And now his dick was sliding in and out of me. Pumping into my depths and withdrawing.

My spasming flesh clung to his dick. Friction. Wonderful, amazing, stupendous friction burned in me. The pleasure washed through me. Every thrust of his dick made me shudder and moan. He broke the kiss, driving his dick harder and harder.

"Ananya," he groaned as I wiggled and writhed beneath him. "Oh, damn, she's tighter than you were, Sara."

"You must be in heaven, Cherry."

And then they were kissing. I watched them, tongues dancing as I bucked and humped into my big brother's cock. This was so hot. So wild. I couldn't believe how special this was. I hugged him tight, my fingers digging into his strong back as he thrust his cock so deep into me.

I moaned and groaned. The sounds issued from my throat. I had no control over them. I bucked, shuddered, hips undulating, meeting his thrusts as my pleasure peaked in me. My pussy clenched so hard on his dick.

And them my orgasm passed. "Cherry," I sighed. "Oh, Cherry, that was wonderful."

And he kept fucking me. He hadn't cum yet. His balls, laden with his cum, smacked against me. He would cum in me. He would flood my pussy with his seed. I clenched my pussy down on him, shivering at the realization.

He was pounding me. Fucking me. He would spurt his cum in me. Into my fertile pussy.

"Yes, yes," I found myself moaning. "Keep going, Cherry."

Sara broke the kiss, lowering her head, her hazel eyes staring into mine. "You want your big brother's cum flooding your pussy, don't you."

"Yes," I gasped. "I want that. I want to feel like I'm his girl."

"You are," Cherry groaned. "My submissive, little sister. Damn, Sara. I can't last much longer."

"Cum in her, Cherry." Sara licked her lips. "Cum in her. I want to lick her clean. I want to lick out every drop of your jizz."

"Yes," growled Cherry, reaming me harder, the bed quaking. My pussy ached wonderfully from his vigor. "God, I love you, Sara"

"What about me?" My voice squeaked out of my tight throat, my pussy clenching just as hard on his dick.

Cherry looked down at me. "I love you, too, Ananya. You're my submissive, little sister. My slut."

"Slut," I moaned, the word so naughty and yet made me feel so...wonderful. My eyes widened. "Slut! Yes, yes, I'm your submissive, little sister-slut."

An orgasm burst through my pussy, sudden and fast. My flesh convulsed about his cock. He slammed into me, groaning. His balls so heavy. His face contorted. He grunted my name, burying into me.

He came.

My eyes widened as the rapture bathed my mind. His cum spurted into my depths. I could feel it splashing inside of me, filling me. Incestuous seed. I gasped, my pleasure intensifying. My big brother could breed me.

"Yes, yes, yes, Cherry!" I moaned as his bedroom door burst open. "I'm your slut! Cum in me!"

"Yes, cum in her, Sir," moaned Mom from the doorway, naked, holding her phone in her hand.

I gasped in fright. "Mom!"

Cherry groaned, thrusting the last time as I squirmed in fear beneath him, my pleasure evaporating. And then he kissed me. And I couldn't fight him. Even with Mom there watching us. I was such a slut. His slut. I kept kissing him as she stared at us, his cum in my pussy. My brother's cum.

And then I realized Mom was naked. And she wasn't angry. What was going on?

To be continued...

 

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Man of the House Chapter 5 Mom & Sis Drop Their Panties

Shruti

"...and that is why the colonial forces of Belgium ultimately failed in their occupation of the Congo," Anupama said as she stood on the lectern, her debate cards clutched in her hands. They were blue index cards, her fingers holding on to them tightly. The girl spoke with a stilted cadence. Her facts were good, but she still was shy about speaking in public.

I squirmed in the seat of the hard, metal folding chair, watching as my debate team took on our rivals. All our practice the last four Saturdays, starting even before term began, was leading up to our first match of the season.

And my team was not ready. Why did I volunteer to lead my college's debate club? It was more work on top of teaching History, and with no extra pay.

My phone buzzed inside my purse. I opened it up and pulled out my iPhone. My sister had sent me a text. I guess she woke up and crawled out of my bed. She drank so much wine last night, so I wasn't shocked she was just waking up. I hated seeing her drowning in the cheap wine. I missed Chandu, too. God, did I miss my man, but we still had our family. Our children. But she didn't seem to care about anything but drinking and crawling into my bed.

"Guess what I'm watching," was my sister's text, complete with a winky emoji.

"What?" I typed, my eyes flicking up to Anupama.

She was a lovely girl, petite, her face round and skin a lovely shade of pale olive, not much darker than mine but tinged with something exotic. Her hair was pulled back into a French braid, a pair of pink barrettes above her ears. She was cute. Exactly the type of girl Chandu enjoyed.

Our man loved mallu women. It always made him so happy when Shriya or I procured him a cutie, bringing a new friend, a coworker, or even one of my students into our bed for a night of shared passion.

It was something of a competition between my sister and I.

"I'm watching something naughty," answered my sister. I could almost hear her naughty laugher, picturing her face, framed by her bleached-blonde hair, twisting into naughty mirth, her thighs squeezed together, pussy wet.

"Porn?"

"Of a sort. It's live action."

That had me blinking. I shifted. "Live action? Are you on a cam site paying some girl to strip off her clothes? What about the money?" It was all so tight now. Chandu's life insurance was running out. It was a good thing Nidhhi started working. She promised to give some of her paycheck to us.

She must be doing good at Dairy Queen to afford her new car.

"No, no. This is even naughtier. It's happening in my house."

My eyes widened. My pussy clenched. "Cherry and my daughter? Have they finally done it?"

A big thumbs up appeared. "Cherry's streaming it to my phone. Him. Sara. Ananya."

"Holy shit!" I gasped aloud.

People glanced at me. Anupama faltered on stage, her head snapping around to look at me. I winced and gave her a supportive nod. Cherry and two of his sisters. Not that he knew Sara was actually his half-sister. And he was sleeping with both of them? Sara wasn't shocking. The two had been inseparable since they could crawl. Only a month a part in age, my nineteen-year-old daughter and Cherry had run around our houses and the neighborhood. It was clear they were in love. And since I routinely slept with my sister, who was I to judge?

But Cherry and Ananya? The eighteen-year-old was such a quiet girl, a mouse always in her room reading.

My pussy was on fire. I stared at my phone and then my eyes widened. Streaming? Why would he stream himself having sex with our daughters to my sister's phone unless... "Are you fucking your son?"

"I am, baby sis," Shriya typed almost immediately. "He's just like Chandu. Just as strong. Oh, Shruti, it was wonderful."

Like Chandu... I trembled. I was a submissive. I learned that the day Shriya brought me into her boyfriend's bed. Chandu and her had only been nineteen while I was eighteen. A trembling virgin with braces. I submitted to him--I did anything he asked--and I loved him for it. As much as I missed my man, I also missed being taken in hand. Dominated. Shriya needed it even more. She was always closer to Chandu. I had tried to be dominant for her, but I just didn't have it in me. I could spank her ass and put nipple clamps on her nubs, but my heart wasn't in it. I couldn't give it my all.

And she knew it.

"And here I am stuck at school all day," I typed adding a frowny face.

"Sorry." She put a laughing face. She always was the brat. Sometimes, I thought I should be the older sister. "Well, they're wrapping up. I have a daughter's creampie to devour."

"Fuck," I muttered under my breath, squirming. I glanced up at Anupama, wincing at her stilted speech, and really, really wished I could masturbate. My poor panties were soaked as I pictured my nephew. He was so strong, a younger version of his father, muscular, fit, dark hair, serious jawline.

Damn my sister.

 

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Shriya

I giggled, knowing my baby sister was squirming while stuck at school. I stood up, my body buzzing from my orgasm. I closed messenger, the window shrinking to a little circle in the corner of my phone showing Shruti's profile pic. On the screen, Cherry fucked Ananya hard, my nineteen-year-old daughter trembling beneath him. Sara was stretched on her side beside them, kissing and nuzzling, sharing the moment with her lover and master.

He was my master, too. I was his Mommy-slave.

I stood up, stretching, my breasts jiggling before me. I walked naked out of the master bedroom. Our children had no idea the naughty games Shruti and I got up to with their father in this room. It was soundproofed, the walls lined with cork beneath the wallpaper. One of the first upgrades Chandu did to both our houses after we bought them. They were side-by-side. That took a lot of work to find two houses both for sale, but we knew early on we wanted to all be close. To raise our children together even if they didn't know they were brother and sisters yet.

My feet padded across the hardwood floors, another gift to me from my loving husband. There were so many touches in the house that Chandu had installed for me. I was his slave, his submissive, I would do anything for him, and he rewarded me in every way he could.

Tears beaded in my eyes. I swallowed, thirsty. I hesitated for a moment, glancing at the stairs leading to the first floor. There was a box of wine in the cabinet. I could pop down there real quick and...

No, no. Cherry was almost done. And there would be something delicious to drink in his room.

I headed to the stairs to the attic. The moans were coming from my phone and from upstairs. They weren't synced. The groans came from my phone just a fraction of a second later. I smiled, stalking up to Cherry's. I reached his door, opening it.

"I'm your slut!" Ananya shouted. "Cum in me!"

And groaned as I watched my son's muscular ass flex as he drove his cock into my youngest child's pussy. Ananya's brown hair were spread across Cherry's bed. Her small breasts were budding mounds topped by pink nipples.

"Yes, cum in her, Sir!" I gasped, pussy melting.

"Mom!" Ananya gasped, her eyes widening in fright as Cherry rammed his dick into her. He grunted. My son was cumming into my daughter. His little sister. My pussy clenched. A drunk wave of lust washed through me.

Ananya stared at me, her glasses hanging on the edge of her cute nose, her brown eyes wide. First with fear and then with confusion as she stared at my large breasts and naked body. I stroked my hand down to my black bush, running fingers through it as I walked into the room.

"What's going on?" Ananya gasped.

"I came to check in on how Cherry was disciplining you," I smiled. "Mmm, and that is a novel approach."

"She needed it," Cherry groaned, staring down at her. "Right, Princess?"

"Princess?" whispered Ananya, her voice trembling.

"I think you're my cute, little princess," grinned Cherry. "My submissive, little sister, right?"

"Yes," she whispered as Cherry rolled off of her.

"And Sara's my queen," Cherry grinned, his dick shining wetly. He was on the edge of the bed. It was so narrow for the three of them. "And Mom is my slave."

"Slave?" gasped Ananya.

"She is, Cupcake," whispered Sara. "Of course, so are we. His queen-slave and his princess-slave." Sara nuzzled at my daughter's lips. The pair kissed as I licked my lips, moving into the room.

Cherry stood up, stretching his muscles. His hand cracked down on my ass, pushing me to the bed. I yelped. "You know what to do, slave."

"Yes, Sir," I moaned. "Mommy knows just what to do."

Sara broke the kiss with her half-sister, a bright smile on her lips, a gleam in her eye. "You are going to love this, Cupcake. I know I did when I ate Cherry's cum out of your mom's pussy."

Ananya's eyes widened. She pushed up her glasses with a finger. "Mommy, are you...?"

"I'm going to lick all of our Master's cum out of your snatch because your Mommy is a depraved slave. Mommy will do anything to keep her big, strong son happy. And this will make him so happy."

"Yes," Sara moaned, squirming.

"Sara, get that bruised ass over here," Cherry growled as I sank on the bed. "You're fidgeting a lot. I know you have a hot cunt."

"So hot," Sara moaned. "As hot as my ass." She shifted and winced. "I should make you rub aloe vera onto my ass, dick. It hurts."

"Make?" Cherry asked, his voice strong. "You can't make me do anything. If I rub aloe vera on your ass, it's because I choose to. Because I want you happy."

"Right, Cherry," Sara giggled as she climbed off the bed. She moved to him. She was quite the smart-aleck. She put her arms around his neck. "I'm sorry, Cherry. Will you put aloe vera on my ass? It hurts so much. You spanked me too hard."

"And you loved it," Cherry said. And then his hand smacked down on her burning ass. She yelped, jumping against his naked body.

"I did," she breathed, her voice thick and throaty.

"Oh, wow," Ananya gasped as my niece kissed my son, their tongues dancing. "Oh, that's so beautiful."

"Almost as beautiful as this," I told my youngest daughter, spreading her legs apart, staring at her tight pussy, so red, her slit gaping open from Cherry's cock. Pinkish cum leaked out. He had popped her cherry, despoiled her. "This is a beautiful sight, too."

I ran my finger through my daughter's wispy, pubic hair, sliding down to her pussy. I stroked it, her flesh so hot and juicy. She groaned, her body shuddering, her small nipples jiggling atop her breasts.

I leaned over and, unable to resist her juicy depths, licked. I gathered my daughter's fresh juices mixed with my son's salty cum. An incestuous creampie for me to devour. I was such a bad Mommy. I licked harder, loving the cooing sounds Ananya made.

"Mommy," she gasped, her cute nose twitching.

"Just enjoy, Princess," I smiled, loving the nickname for her.

"Yes, just enjoy, Cupcake," Sara moaned, leaning against Cherry's dresser. She yelped. Both his hands squeezing her spanked ass as he buried his face into her pussy and licked.

Chandu, my husband, had always told my son to keep his woman happy. "A happy woman will do anything for you if you do," he had promised. "Anything."

Cherry took that lesson to heart as he devoured Sara's cunt. I could tell he loved the flavor of her sweet snatch. I took another lick of my daughter's cunt as my son devoured my niece. Ananya and Sara made different sounds, Ananya's so cute and innocent, little gasps and sighs, while Sara groaned and moaned, so throaty and husky.

"Yes, yes, just like that, Cherry," panted Sara. "Oh, damn, you know what to do. Thank you, Cherry. Thank you. I love it when you devour my pussy."

"I love it when you devour mine, Mommy," Ananya moaned as my tongue probed into her pussy, touching the depths plundered by my son. "It's so different. You're so much softer. Not as aggressive."

"Mmm, Cherry devours you," Sara agreed, her round, naked tits jiggling, the dresser rocking behind her as she swayed.

I latched my lips about my daughter's pussy, sucking hard, drawing out Cherry's cum. She gasped and bucked, her tiny breasts jiggling. Her mouth opened into a wide O as she gasped and moaned, her glasses slipping on her face. She tossed her head back and forth, little hips humping her pussy into me as she savored my mouth.

I probed my tongue into her hole, my hands grabbing her ass, that sweet, youthful tush. I gave both cheeks a squeezed, my tongue swirling, teasing. She shuddered again, squeaking out her pleasure. My head moved back and forth as I explored her snatch, searching for any last traces of my son's cum in her depth.

I had such a hunger for it. I wanted to devour every last drop of his jizz out of my daughter.

"Mommy," she moaned. Her fingers found her small nipples, pinching and twisting them. "Mommy, yes, yes, yes."

My fingers dug into her ass, pulling her pussy tight against my lips. My tongue flailed through her folds. I found her clit, caressing it. She bucked again, her thighs pressing on my cheeks. She trapped my face, holding my lips against her clit.

I sucked.

She shuddered, spasming. Her pleasure built in her depths as I licked and nuzzled at her clit. I kept her gasping and shuddering. I sucked hard, my cheeks hollowing. Her body bucked. Her fresh juices flowed.

"Mommy!" she screeched as she came. "Mommy, yes, yes! I'm cumming! Oh, Mommy! I love it!"

"She's quite addicted to having her pussy licked," moaned Sara, her face twisting with delight as she humped on my son's mouth. He made her gasp, squeezing her ass, mixing pain with the pleasure.

Lucky girl.

"Mmm," I smiled, crawling up my daughter. "You tasted delicious."

My pussy dripped as my large tits pressed into my daughter's small mounds. I leaned in, kissing her on the lips. Her tongue fluttered against mine. It was so wrong, so taboo. My hips wiggled, my thighs pressed tight. My clit ached so badly. I had to take the pressure off of it. I wanted to cum so badly.

Sara screamed out Cherry's name, cumming loudly on my son's mouth. I broke the kiss with my daughter, looking at my niece. Her round breasts bounced, her blonde hair danced about her shoulders. Sara was the only natural blonde in the family.

"Wow," Ananya whispered. "Is that what I look like when I climax?"

"You look cuter," I purred, nuzzling my cheek against her as we watched Sara's face twist. "But just as beautiful."

Ananya shivered beneath me.

Sara shuddered her final time. Cherry rose, his lips stained with pussy juices. He pinned Sara to the dresser and kissed her hard, his dick throbbing before him. He held Sara, loving her, his hands still squeezing her ass, reminding her who her Master was.

The man who loved her and owned her.

My eyes misted with tears. "They're so beautiful together."

"Yeah," Ananya said, her voice wistful.

Cherry broke the kiss. "Okay, ladies, quick showers. We're going shopping."

"Shopping?" Sara panted, her eyes unfocused, still riding her orgasm high.

"We're out of groceries," Cherry's dark eyes lanced to me. "Someone forgot to go shopping this week."

"Sorry, Sir," I flushed.

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[hotaks]

Cherry

I pulled the SUV into the parking spot before the grocery store my family always shopped at. My dad taught me to drive in this vehicle. I had been so scared at first. It was such a huge, intimidating car. But then I got used to it, Dad encouraging me. I put the car into park and turned the key in the ignition.

"Okay, let's go," I said, my dick half-hard. I was eager to have some fun on our shopping trip, a few naughty ideas percolating in the back of my mind.

"I know that grin," Sara said, sitting in the passenger seat. She had called shotgun. "What are we up to?"

"Shopping," I winked at her. She was wearing her tight jeans and the delicious tank top that molded to her breasts. Her nipples hardened, two dimples pointing at me.

I climbed out and opened the passenger door behind me. Ananya wore a pink dress, the skirt frilly and girlish. Her hairstyle made her seem even younger than eighteen. I held out my hand to her. "Princess."

"Thank you, big brother," Ananya said, her cheeks spotting with red as she took my hand. She held it tight and stepped out of the SUV.

She didn't let go of my hand, but gripped it like a little girl with her father. My dick throbbed harder at the thought. Not just my little sister, my submissive princess, but my little girl who needed someone stern and fatherly to love and protect her. And to discipline her when she was naughty.

"Oh, you're becoming her Daddy Dom," Mom gushed as she walked around the SUV.

"Daddy Dom?" Sara and I asked at the same moment.

"Jinx," she shot at me, her eyes bright.

I gave her a glare, my lips sealed tight. She beamed at me, slipping into my other side. I put my arm around her waist then slid my hand down to her ass, gripping it possessively. She shuddered at the pain from her spanking, but that didn't wipe her smirk away.

"A Daddy Dom's a type of Master in BDSM," Mom explained, walking alongside us. Ananya kept a tight grip on my hand while Sara kept snuggled against me, my hand on her ass. "It's a Master/slave relationship, but with a twist where the Dominant is a father, or a mother, to the submissive. Treating her like a little girl, spoiling her, loving her, and, of course, disciplining her. He provides for her, especially when her little pussy gets hot and she needs to cum."

Ananya squeezed my hand tight, her eyes downcast, her cheeks bright red.

"Is your little pussy getting hot, Princess?" I asked her.

She nodded her head.

"You want me to be your Daddy, huh?"

"My big brother," she said. "My big, strong brother."

I opened my mouth to speak, but Sara cleared her throat. "I jinxed you, Cherry. Remember?"

I squeezed her ass hard, giving her a look.

"But, I guess, I can unjinx you." She leaned in, whispering, "It is so hot listening to you talk to your little sister that way. She wants you to love her, protect her, and satiate her naughty pussy. Mmm, lucky you."

My dick ached in my pants. Lucky me indeed.

I led my little princess and mouthy submissive into the grocery store. I was beginning to suspect Sara really liked being spanked. She was really pushing me with her teasing, testing me, seeing where the line was, how far she could step over it. It was a game to her.

And one I was ready to play.

Mom walked before us pushing the grocery cart. Her ass swayed in the fairly conservative dress she wore. It was a tight at the waist then the skirt falling loose over hips and ass to end a few inches above her knees. It was sleeveless and high in the back, but had enough cleavage to show off her large breast. The push-up bra she wore made her tits them absolutely delicious.

"You keep staring at your mom's ass," Sara giggled.

"You do, big brother," Ananya said in her girlish voice. I liked her calling me that.

I gave her hand a squeeze. "Well, Princess, Mom's got a great ass."

Ananya giggled and nodded her head.

We attracted looks as we shopped. You don't often see a young man with his hand on his girlfriend's ass while holding another girl's hand. But I didn't care. No one would know we were related.

Mom had her shopping list on the phone, and she knew her way around the store. She started on the right, working our way through it. I waited for the perfect moment. We found it on the cereal aisle with no one else browsing it at the moment.

"Okay, women," I said, breaking away from my sisters. "Panties off."

"Yes, Sir," Mom said, smoothly placing a box of cereal into the cart then reaching beneath her skirt. She didn't hesitate to pull her panties down her legs in the middle of the store.

"Cherry?" Ananya squeaked, her eyes wide.

"Yes, Princess?" I asked. I loomed over her, cupping her cheek and lifting her gaze. "You want to be my good, little sister, right? Good little sisters get sweet rewards. You want that, don't you? Something sweet?"

"Yes, big brother," she said, her voice so soft.

"Then be a good, little sister and take off your panties."

She swallowed and nodded her head. My thumb stroked her cheek once before I let go. She reached beneath her skirt as I took the panties from Mom. Hers were frilly and gray, a bow on the front, the crotch soaked. I couldn't help but inhale her spicy musk as Ananya worked down her panties. They were pink, matching her dress, and cute, the kind a little girl would wear. She stepped out of them, her panties momentarily catching on her black Mary Janes. Then she held them up.

"Here, big brother," she breathed, shivering. I brought them to my nose and inhaled her fresh musk.

Then I turned to Sara, a big grin on my lips. "Well, slut?"

"You asshole," Sara muttered, looking around. "I'm wearing jeans."

I arched an eyebrow. "And?"

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[hotaks]

Sara

My pussy clenched as Cherry stared at me. He was loving this. The asshole. The wonderful man. A flood of juices escaped my snatch as I kicked off my tennis shoes. I unsnapped my jeans, my heart thudding a mile a minute. I looked back and forth. A woman pushed a cart by the aisle, not even looking at us. But she could have.

Cherry's grin grew as I wiggled my jeans down my hips. They were so tight, the material stretchy. I shuddered, my eyes falling on his crotch. He was so hard. My cheeks burned with humiliation as I stepped out of my jeans, almost naked in the store.

I hooked my fingers into the waistband of my panties. Anyone could catch me. Aunt Shriya and Ananya moved, helping to block me as they stood on either side of me. I looked Cherry in the eyes.

He was so damned sexy.

I pushed my panties down.

The cool air of the grocery store wafted around my wet pussy. I groaned, feeling the caress of the air on my shaved pussy lips. I was so wet. I worked them down, my ass pressing into the cereal boxes, knocking them over, making noise.

Someone might here. Someone might see.

I groaned as I stepped out of my panties and held them up to Cherry. He took them and inhaled, breathing in my musk, groaning in delight. His eyes were locked on the landing strip of hair leading down to my pussy.

I stood there, exposed, letting him stare at me. My cheeks burned. Fear hammered in my heart. I could get caught. Someone could see me like this. They might be someone I know. Someone from school. A friend. A teacher.

I felt the bead of juices trickling down my thigh.

"You can pull up your jeans, Sara," Cherry said, his eyes so hot as he stared at my cunt.

"Thank you," I groaned. I bent down, snagging my jeans. Then, turning around, I bent over, letting Cherry stare at my red, bruised ass. I pulled up my jeans so slowly, fighting my fear and embarrassment. I could feel his eyes drinking in the sight of my pussy peeking between my thighs.

And then my jeans were up. I was covered. My fingers shook as I fastened and zipped up. I turned, swallowing.

"Beautiful," Cherry said, pocketing our panties.

My pussy clenched. A surge of lust ran through me, and I groaned. It was almost orgasmic. It was so wonderful. "Do you...need relief?" I had promised him. I would suck his cock whenever he wanted, even in the middle of our school. "Do you?"

Cherry smiled. "Not yet." He took my hand, pulling me to him, and kissed me on the mouth.

I groaned into his kiss, shivering, my pussy on fire. He was such a sexy man. I loved him so much. God, I wish he had told me to suck his cock, to let the world see that I was his woman, his submissive. I would do it right here in the cereal aisle.

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[hotaks]

Cherry

I broke the kiss with Sara, savoring her lips.

"I think someone's an exhibitionist," Mom laughed. "You almost came, sweetie."

"You did," Ananya said, her voice in awe. "I can't believe it. I feel like everyone is watching me. Like they know I'm not wearing panties. It makes me all tingly down there."

"Good," I grinned. "You are an exhibitionist, Sara. I think we're going to have a lot of fun."

She nodded her head, pressing close to me. Her hand brushed my hard cock, stroking me briefly through my jeans. I groaned. I really, really wanted to cum. And I was so tempted to have her fall to her knees and suck my cock in the middle of the store.

But we had taken enough risks.

"Come on," I groaned, pulling her close and grabbing Ananya's hand. "We have shopping to do."

Mom grabbed more and more food as we meandered through the store. Some would go to Sara's house. Our families had always shared groceries since we lived next door. Mom would buy for both. I bet she and Aunt Vicki even had a shared bank account, pooling their money.

When we reached the wine aisle, my mom reached out to snag the cheap boxes of wine she drank. I snatched it out of her hand and put it back. "Nope."

"But..." She blinked at me, her eyes trembling.

I shook my head. "No more wine for you for a while."

"Yes, Sir," she swallowed, her hands trembling. She opened her mouth, wanting to say something else, but I fixed her with a stern gaze. She had spent enough time drinking wine since dad died.

"You're cooking dinners again, too," I said. "No more saying you're too tired." More like too drunk.

"Yes, Sir," she said, pushing the cart ahead.

As we reached the other end of the store by the bakery, and I spotted the restrooms, the ache in my cock grew too much to ignore. I gave Ananya's hand a squeeze. "Do you need to use the bathroom, Princess?"

"No, big brother," she said, giving me a smile. Damn, she was so cute.

"I think you do," I told her, turning and leading her and Sara towards the restroom. "Mom, keep shopping." Then, as an afterthought, I added, "And buy some Popsicles"

"What are we doing, big brother?" Ananya asked. "I really don't have to pee."

"Maybe Cherry does, and he wants to pee in your pretty mouth, cupcake." Sara had a teasing grin on her lips.

"What?" Ananya gasped, a look of revulsion crossing her face.

"It's Sara who wants me to do that," I grinned. "She has such a fetish for watersports."

Ananya's eyes were so wide, her lower limp trembling. Damn, she was cute. She looked at Sara. "Really? You want my big brother...to do that."

"Of course not," Sara said, revulsion crossing her face. "I'm just joking around. It's so gross."

"Yeah," I nodded, my dick tingling. It would be such a humiliating thing to do to a girl, to piss in her mouth, to splash urine all over her body.

Janhvi, Sara's younger sister, flashed in my mind. She was such a brat, always causing trouble. Maybe...

I pushed through the doors to the bathroom. Like I remembered, they were single use. I locked the door behind us, my dick aching. Sara fell to her knees immediately, unzipping me, and pulling out my cock. She didn't hesitate to suck the crown of my shaft into her mouth.

"Wow," Ananya moaned as she watched. "She's really sucking it."

"Uh-huh," I groaned, savoring Sara's hot tongue dancing about my shaft, swirling, licking, making me tremble. Her tongue flicked at the tip. I groaned, clenching my fists as my balls wanted to unload right away.

Sara popped her mouth off. "Okay, your turn, Cupcake."

Ananya glanced at me and I nodded at her. I hadn't intended for Ananya to learn to suck my cock right now, but I wasn't about to pass up her sweet mouth on my dick. My little sister fell to her knees and swaying, and leaned towards my dick.

"It's so big," she whispered, her trembling fingers touching my dick. "I can't believe this fit in me."

"You were so tight, Princess. I loved fucking your hot, little cunt."

She blushed. "I loved it, too, big brother."

"Now, Cupcake, first lick it like it's the sweetest ice cream cone," Sara whispered, my half-sister nuzzling at my little sister's ear. "Let your tongue swirl around his cock. Then suck on it. But mind your teeth. Guys don't like that."

"How do you know so much?" I asked her.

She gave me a smile that wanted to be innocent, but wasn't. "You aren't the only one who watches porn."

"So blowjobs and watersports is what you're into," I grinned back at her.

"Eww," she said and punched me on the thigh. "You're so gross, Cherry. I don't know why I love you."

I stroked her blonde hair. "Because I own your heart."

She shuddered as Ananya's tongue licked at my cock. I groaned, my little sister's tongue stroking me, swirling, making my dick throb. I stared into Sara's hazel eyes as I gripped her hair. I mouthed, "I love you."

She mouthed it back.

Ananya opened her mouth, sucking on my dick's tip, mouth open so wide. My little princess looked up at me through her dainty glasses, pleading for my love and approval. I let go of Sara's hair and seized both of Ananya's hair, holding them.

"That's it, Princess," I groaned as she nursed at my cock with quick, hard sucks, her cheeks hollowing each time. "That's how you love your big brother's cock."

Delight shone in her eyes. She sucked harder. Her tongue fluttered around my cock's head, shooting pleasure through my body. My balls groaned. Sara leaned into Ananya, nuzzling at the girl's ear, her hands stroking our little sister's pink dress.

"Just like that, Cupcake," Sara purred. "Love your big brother. You're such a good, little sister. It makes me so happy that you're taking care of my man."

Ananya shuddered, sucking harder, as Sara's hand disappeared beneath my little sister's skirt. Ananya's eyes widened. I could just hear the wet slide of fingers through hot pussy over her sucks. My dick throbbed.

"Oh, you have such a wet pussy for your big brother, Cupcake. You want his cock so badly, don't you? It was so hot walking around without panties. I bet I've soaked through my jeans. I'm dripping."

"Fuck," I groaned, pulling on my little sister's hair. Her mouth was so hot as it slid farther down my dick. My balls ached, boiling, wanting to cum in her pretty mouth.

But I wasn't ready for that. Not yet. I wanted to enjoy my little sister in other ways. I wanted another chance to savor her tight, wet cunt. With a groan, I pulled my dick out of her mouth, panting as Ananya licked her lips.

"What's wrong?" she asked, a fearful catch to her voice.

"Nothing," I groaned. "You were doing so good, Princess. So damned good. But I want to fuck your cunt. I need to be in my little princess's pussy."

"Yes, big brother," she squealed in absolute delight.

Still holding her pigtails, I stared into her eyes. "It's also time for you to learn to lick pussy. Sara's got a hot cunt that needs to be devoured."

"Oh, god, yes," Sara moaned, her hand ripping out from beneath Ananya's skirt. Wet fingers went to her jeans, snapping open the fastener. She stood up, ripping her jeans off, unveiling her shaved pussy and blonde landing strip. Her jeans bunched around her legs as she sat down on the toilet, spreading her thighs and knees wide, ankles bound together.

Her pussy dripped.

"Go on," I told Ananya. "Just do what me and Mom did to you, Princess."

"Yes, big brother," she whispered.

My sister crawled to Sara, her ass wiggling in her cute, frilly skirt. I fell to my knees behind her, hiking up her dress as Sara seized Ananya's yanked her face forward. Sara moaned as she pressed our little sister's face into her pussy.

"That's it, Cupcake. Just like licking an ice cream sundae."

"Get all her sweet cream," I groaned, squeezing my sister's ass. I couldn't resist smacking her pale cheek hard. She moaned, her face pressing harder into Sara's snatch. I grinned at the red print left behind.

Marking her.

"You're mine, Princess," I groaned. "Mine and Sara's. We own you. You're our cute, little princess. And we'll love you and fuck you."

"We will, Cupcake," Sara moaned. "Because I'm your big sister."

"What?" Ananya gasped, lifting her head.

My dick slammed into her hot, tight pussy. She shuddered, clenching down on my dick as her head snapped around to look at me. "What is she talking about, Cherry?"

"Our dad fucked Aunt Shruti," I groaned. "A lot. Her and Mom were Dad's women. Sara and Janhvi are our half-sisters not our cousins."

"Oh, wow," Ananya groaned. "No wonder Mom's so cool with this."

"That's right, Cupcake," Sara groaned. "Now keep licking. I need to cum so badly!"

Sara pulled Ananya's head down by her hair. Sara's firm tits bounced beneath her tight tank top as Ananya licked and nuzzled. Her hips wiggled, her pussy clenching on my cock, as she devoured Sara's cunt.

I groaned, drawing my cock back out and then slamming inside Ananya's pussy. She was so damned tight and hot. The friction rippled down my cock. I groaned, savoring the tight delight as I pumped away. I wanted to keep fucking her forever. She had a pussy which sucked at my dick, wanting to devour all my cum.

"Your pussy is so hot, Princess. Mmm, I love fucking my baby sister's cunt. Oh, yes, I do."

"Fuck her, Cherry," gasped Sara. "Pound our baby sister's cunt. Fuck her! Make her lick my pussy harder." Sara trembled, the toilet creaking. "Just like that, Cupcake. Yes, yes, explore my pussy. You're making me feel so good."

Ananya moaned her delight, her hips wiggling as my balls smacked into her flesh. My cum boiled in them. My grunts echoed through the bathroom. I savored my little sister's pussy tight on my cock. Her flesh was so hot, so wet about my dick. I grit my teeth, fucking her cunt harder and harder.

Sara humped against Ananya's licking mouth, holding on tight to her pigtails. Sara's blonde hair danced as she leaned back, groaning, pleasure crossing her face as Ananya devoured her pussy. I could hear my little sister's enthusiasm.

"That's it, Princess," I grunted, her butt-cheeks rippling as I slammed into her. "Devour Sara's cunt. She's your queen. You have to worship her like a good princess."

"Yes, big brother," she moaned, her hips rocking back into my thrusts.

"Oh, damn, Cherry," groaned Sara. "Oh, damn, she's got a mouth on her. A fucking wonderful mouth."

"Yes," I growled. "Oh, yes, that's what I want to hear. Mmm, yes. Eat that hot snatch, Princess. Eat it while I pound you."

"Cherry," Ananya moaned. Her pussy fluttered around my dick. She moaned so sweetly into Sara's cunt.

"Yes, yes, cum hard, Princess," I moaned, savoring her spasming snatch.

I thrust hard and deep, pleasure spilling through my body. My balls ached as Ananya's tight pussy spasmed about it. I buried into my eighteen-year-old sister's cunt, savoring how hot and tight she was. How she made me groan and shudder. My head lolled as the pleasure built in my balls.

Sara spasmed on the toilet. Her body shuddered. Her mouth opened wide as she moaned out her pleasure, pulling Ananya's face tight into her pussy. Sara's hands white-knuckled as they gripped our little sister's pigtails.

"So good, Ananya," groaned Sara, her voice throaty. "You're doing so damned good. Oh, yes. I'm cumming soooo hard!"

"Yes," I growled and rammed my dick into my baby sister's cunt. "Cum all over her face. Drench my little princess."

Ananya's pussy spasmed harder. She gasped and bucked, cumming a second time as she drank the flood of Sara's cream. Sara shuddered, slouching back into the toilet seat, her eyes fluttering as she groaned in relief.

"So good, Cupcake."

Ananya raised her head, looking over her shoulders at me. Her glasses were askew and pussy cream dripped from her chin. She licked her lips, her cunt clenching hard on my dick, and moaned, "Please, cum in me, big brother. Cum in my naughty pussy. I need it. I loved it earlier, big brother."

"Oh, do it, Cherry," groaned Sara. "Cum in our little princess's cunt. She's been soooo good. She made me cum so hard."

"Fuck," I groaned. Then I ripped my dick out of her pussy. I seized her pigtails, ripping them out of Sara's slack grip, and hauled my little sister's head around to face my dick. "Jerk my cock off on your face, Princess."

"Yes, big brother," she moaned, seizing my dick coated in her fresh juices. She stroked me with both hands, sliding them up and down my dick, pumping faster.

I erupted.

I grunted as each blast of my spunk spurted out, splashing across her face, coating her with dripping jizz. Lines covered her glasses. Globs ran down to her cute mouth. Her eyes were so wide as the cum dripped down to her neck.

"He gave you a pearl necklace, Cupcake," clapped Sara. "Mmm, what a wonderful big brother."

"Yes," Ananya moaned, cum dripping from her lower lip. "Thank you, big brother."

"You're welcome, Princess," I said and then groaned as Sara leaned down and licked up a line of my jizz from Ananya's cheeks. The pair pressed their lips together and shared my cum in a naughty kiss.

Damn, it was great being the man of the house.

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