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Shriya

My body rocked. Heat burned through me. I shivered, my eyes fluttering open, a strong body pressed behind me, arms holding me. A hard dick thrust into the depths of my pussy, fingers rolling my nipples, a masculine grunt sighing in my ear.

The red digits of the clock read 2:38 AM.

"Chandu," I moaned, smiling as I felt my husband and master...

No, it was Cherry fucking me. I had fallen asleep with him and my sister, the pair of us pleasuring our master and each other until we collapsed in a heap just like we used to with Chandu.

"Mom," Cherry groaned, "almost done. You can go back to sleep soon."

"It's okay, Sir," I smiled, savoring the pleasure of his dick sliding through my pussy. "Mommy-slut's big, strong son was horny. He needs to drain his balls so he can sleep. Mmm, just pound your Mommy-slut and dump your cum in her cunt."

"Mom," he groaned, the bed rocking harder.

My sister rolled over, pressing her pillowy tits into me. Her eyes flicked open. She let out a dreamy sigh, snuggling to me. Our breasts pressed together, nipples rubbing and sliding around each other as my body rocked, Cherry's thrusts growing harder and harder.

My pussy clenched down on my son's big cock. I loved being his Mommy-slut. I felt alive again, the ashes that had suffused my world after Chandu's death blown away by my son's dominating lusts. I let out a mewing sigh, his groin smacking into my plump ass, balls slapping the back of my thighs.

"Mom," he grunted again, loving the pussy that had birthed him. He came from my hole. And I loved it when he returned, filling me up with that big, thick dick. I created the cock that fucked me. I raised him into a big, strong son, and now he pounded my cunt so hard.

"Yes," I moaned, rubbing my cheek into my sister's face. Her hands stroked my sides, sending ripples down to my pussy. I clenched down on Cherry's dick. "Fuck your Mommy-slut's pussy. Dump all your cum in me so you can sleep. Mommy-slut's big boy needs to be well rested to fuck Anupama's mother tomorrow."

"Shit," he groaned, thrusts growing hard, powerful, his crotch slapping my ass. "You are such a naughty slut, Mom."

"Uh-huh," I gasped, clenching my pussy down on his cock. "Fuck the cunt that birthed you. Mmm, fuck your Mommy-slut's cunt until you cum."

The bed creaked and the headboard smacked the wall as he drove his cock hard into me. Our flesh slapped together. The force pressed me hard against my sister's lush body. I held her, savoring her body against mine as the pleasure built and built in me. Ripples of delight shot through me, making me tremble.

His hands squeezed my tits, my flesh spilling around his fingers and pushing my boobs against my sister's pillowy mounds. I gasped, eyes rolling back into my head. He was so good. So amazing. My big, strong son fucked me so hard.

"May your Mommy-slut cum, Sir?" I asked, his dick sliding along the top of my pussy's tunnel, nudging my G-spot every time. Hot flutters shot through me. "Mommy-slut wants to cum on her big, strong son's cock. Mmm, yes! Your Mommy-slut gave birth to this cock! Please, let your Mommy-slut cum on it."

"Fuck, yes, Mom," he groaned, driving deep into my pussy and erupted.

Incestuous cum flooded through me. Would this be the load that impregnated me? Would my son breed me tonight? Or was I already pregnant? How would we pay for it? Money was already growing tight. Cherry would get a part time job, but how much would that bring. Nidhhi's helped, but what she made working at Dairy Queen wasn't much.

"Damn, Mom," he groaned as his cum spurted. "Damn, I need that."

"Mmm, that's what your Mommy-slut is for," I moaned, my concerns about money outweighed by the pleasure bursting through me. My pussy spasmed on my son's cock, milking out more and more of his jizz into my depths. I gasped, bucking, shuddering against my sister. "To dump your cum in when you're too horny to sleep."

"Naughty whore," he whispered sleepily.

"Such a naughty whore," I moaned, the pleasure bathing my mind.

Cherry drew back one final time and thrust in again. He groaned, sighing, his cum filling my pussy, his dick softening in my depths. In moments, the soft snores came from him, asleep already, his lusts satiated once again.

I smiled, shivering, loving being full of his cock and cum. I held my sister and fell asleep in my son's strong arms. I knew we would figure it all out somehow.

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Cherry

I felt like a million bucks when I woke up Tuesday morning, my piss-hard dick filling Mom's pussy. I had a huge day ahead of me. I had my job interview with Anupama's mom. I hadn't even thought of fucking her, but then hearing Mom talk about it last night as she fingered Anupama had sent me over the edge. I came so hard on Aunt Shruti's tits.

I couldn't wait.

And I had other naughty ideas, too. It was time to give Nabha, my big sister's best friend and lover, a treat. According to Nidhhi, Nabha thought I was cute and was eager to be fucked by me. I wanted to see Nabha lick my cum out of my big sister's snatch so badly.

And I knew just how I could.

I met Sara and Janhvi in the bathroom. The pair had slept next door at their house, sharing a bed. I bet they were pretty naughty. Aunt Shruti joined us, a big smile on her face as she fell down before me and sucked my piss-hard cock into her mouth. Janhvi buried her face into Sara's pussy.

"Morning," I grinned at Sara, the first of my women. I loved her and Ananya like lovers. And Anupama.

"Perv," she grinned back. "Just eager to piss down your Aunt's throat."

"Yep," I groaned and unleashed the flood.

It was so hot to piss into a woman's mouth. Aunt Shruti's eyes burned and smoldered as my piss splashed against her throat. She swallowed it, my dick tingling as I emptied my full bladder into her. I groaned, squeezing Sara's hand while she pissed into Janhvi's mouth, grinding her hot pussy onto her little sister's flesh.

"That's it, you nasty slut," moaned Sara. "Just drink it all down. You fucking whore."

"God, I love you," I groaned to my half-sister as Aunt Shruti sucked out the last drops of piss.

She winked at me.

Done pissing, we slipped into the showers. We didn't fuck, there wasn't time because other people had to shower. While the hot water heaters were good in the house, they weren't inexhaustible. But as we soaped our bodies, I told her about my naughty idea for Nidhhi and Nabha.

"Ooh, you just want to get her in on the fun right away," Sara groaned, her blonde hair matted to her shoulders. She was the only natural blonde in the family--Mom's came out of a bottle. "Mmm, Nabha's cute. I love her face. And then tonight... Anupama's mom." Sara shivered. "Please, please say we're going to try to seduce her."

"Absolutely," I said. "She's a hot MILF. I just don't know if I want Anupama to lick her mother's pussy before or after I've fucked it."

"God, that's a dilemma," she agreed. "Mmm, watching mother and daughter have sex before hand will be so hot, a way to really get us excited, but then to see Anupama lick out your cum would be even more exciting."

"Yes."

"So, you know there's an easy solution, but, as usual, you are too thick to see it. Have her do both."

I smacked my half-sister's wet ass hard. She gasped, jumping. I gave her a hard look. "Don't forget that you're still my queen."

"I know," she beamed, rubbing her ass. "Mmm, my big, strong king. I love you despite your shortcomings."

"You are lucky I love you, or I would spank your ass so hard," I told her. Then, as she turned to wash her tits off, I spanked her hard again, a loud crack that echoed through the bathroom.

"Cherry," she moaned, jumping. She liked it when I reminded her where the line was in her teasing. I think she toed it just to make sure I was still her strong, dominating lover.

Shower done, we cleared out so Aunt Shruti and Janhvi could take theirs. I toweled off and went to get dress while Sara had to work on her makeup. She was a tomboy, but she wore some amount of makeup. And she had to dry her hair and braid it.

I changed then hopped on the internet. I check out a few sites to see if any weird videos or posts were put on the internet--and there was. I laughed at an idiot trying to high dive into the portable pool in his backyard and instead belly flopped, water splashing over the side. I glanced at the clock, sighed, and headed downstairs. In the kitchen and was greeted with a sight I loved.

My older sister bent over as she dug around in the refrigerator. She wore a skirt today, but it was so short, it had ridden over her ass. Bright-red tights clad her ass beneath it. They molded to her rear and pussy mound. I groaned, shivering in delight at those two plump lips perfectly outlined by the fabric.

Delicious cameltoe. My dick swelled hard again.

"Did you wait until I came downstairs to bend over and greet me like this?" I asked.

"Yes," she purred, wiggling her hips. "You always like staring at me when I dig in the refrigerator. I always found it amusing the way you panted after me like an annoying dog."

"And now?"

"Now it makes me so hot," she groaned, wiggling more. "Oh, my god, I'm getting so wet."

"Bend over the counter," I told her. "I need my big sister's pussy. I want to send you to school with a load of my cum buried in your twat."

"Oh, my god," Nidhhi groaned. "Little brother, you are such a perv."

"You've been talking to Sara?"

"Maybe." Nidhhi straightened, her large tits bouncing in the top she wore, jiggling with every motion. Her nipples were hard, tenting the front. It was clear she had no bra on. She sauntered to the island and bent over it, wiggling her hips.

"Morning," Mom said as she strolled in. "Who wants pancakes?"

"Sounds great," I grinned.

"Just fruit for me," Nidhhi moaned. "Need to watch my figure."

"Trust me, it's perfect," I said, pulling down her tights and unveiling a blue thong, the fabric vanished between her plump pussy lips and buried between her butt-cheeks.

I pushed it to the side, pulling it out from between her pussy lips in the process. She was juicy, the thong soaked. I unzipped and dug out my cock, rubbing it against my big sister's pussy. She shivered as Mom busied herself whipping up pancake batter like it was the most normal thing in the world having her two children fuck while she made breakfast.

"Fuck," Nidhhi gasped as I rammed into her. "Ooh, you are big, Cherry. I love it."

"Yes, he is," Mom nodded, whisking away at the pancake mix.

"And you are tight," I groaned, savoring my sister's hot flesh engulfing my cock.

Other members of the family filed in, saying "Morning" as I reamed Nidhhi's cunt. Sara winked at me then grabbed a banana. She unpeeled it, sliding it into her mouth, her eyes twinkling at me as I plowed our big sister's cunt.

My dick ached and throbbed as Sara's lips sealed over the banana. She worked it in and out of her lips, hips wiggling, teasing me. I groaned, slamming harder and faster into Nidhhi's cunt, my balls thwacking into her clit.

"Oh, you are a perv, too, Sara," Nidhhi groaned. "Just like our little brother."

Sara pulled out the banana, leaving it coated in her saliva. "I forget he is my little brother."

"By a month," I groaned, Nidhhi's pussy heaven on my dick. The tight, silky friction sent heat down to my balls, my cum simmering, approaching a full boil.

"Still older," she said then thrust the banana at Janhvi. "Shove that in your cunt, slut. I want cream with my banana."

"Yes, Mistress," Janhvi moaned, lifting up her short skirt and pushing panties to the side.

"Fuck," I muttered, watching my younger half-sister slide the banana into her freshly shaved cunt. She was so bare. I loved it. Her back arched, a whimper escaped her lips, and then she pulled it out, handing it gleaming to Sara.

I almost came watching Sara bite into the banana coated with Janhvi's pussy juices. A shiver ran through her, hips swaying in the tight jeans she wore. My balls boiled. I was so close to cumming. I hammered my older sister's pussy, driving my cock in so deep, feeling her clench down on me.

A moan rose from Nidhhi's mouth as she watched Sara chew and savor the banana. Ecstasy crossed my half-sister's face. Her eyes squeezed shut. My balls thwacked over and over, echoing through the kitchen as I pounded my older sister.

"Shit, you are such a perv, Sara," Nidhhi moaned.

"Mmm, I am." She moved closer. "Didn't you want fruit for breakfast?"

Sara held the banana to Nidhhi's lips. My big sister's pussy clenched down hard on my cock as she took a bite, moaning her enjoyment. The friction burned down my shaft, my balls tightening. I was so close to cumming. On the verge of erupting.

Then Sara brought the banana, half eaten, to my lips. I took a big bite, teeth sinking through it. I savored the mix of tangy pussy and sweet fruit. My dick slammed into my sister's pussy. My balls tightened. My cum exploded into Nidhhi's cunt.

I groaned as I chewed the banana. Cumming and trying to swallow at the same time were difficult. My head snapped back. The pleasure boiled through me as I savored the hot thrill cumming in one sister's cunt while savoring the taste of another's snatch.

"Do you love it, Master?" Janhvi asked, bouncing beside Sara. "Does my pussy taste great on it?"

"Amazing," I groaned, burying my cock into Nidhhi, leaning over her. "Fuck, that was good."

"The banana or Nidhhi's twat?" Sara asked, a smile on her lips.

"Both," I panted.

"Yes," Nidhhi moaned in agreement, "Oh, god, Janhvi, that was great. Shove another banana in your twat. I'm still hungry."

"Yes, Mistress," Janhvi said, grabbing and peeling the fruit.

"And you," I said, leaning over Nidhhi. "I have something for you to do at school. It's time for you to make a movie."

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Nidhhi

"Hey," Nabha said, hopping into my car parked in her family's driveway, a big grin on her face. "Oh, my god, so you fucked your little brother."

"Twice," I grinned, waving to Nabha's dad as he headed to the family minivan in his suit, all ready for work.

"This morning?" Nabha asked also waving to her dad. He was a portly man, not at all sexy like Cherry. No wonder Nabha had the hots for my little brother--she had no hunky man of the house to pine after.

"His cum is still in me," I grinned at Nabha. "And when we get to school, we're going to make a little movie."

"What kind?" she asked.

"You licking all his cum out of me."

"Holy shit!" squealed Nabha and then she hugged me. "Let's get to school!"

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Shruti

I strolled through the halls of the college where I taught, wearing a tight skirt and low-cut blouse, the vibrator seated in the depths of my pussy, held in place by my panties. Students nodded to me, some murmuring, "Morning, Professor Shruti."

"Morning," I would smile back, the boys ogling my tits. I was a popular teacher.

The vibrator hummed to life. My eyes widened as a surge of lust shot through me. And then it died down almost immediately. I groaned, my nephew giving me a quick reminder that he had control over my pussy today.

Mmm , it was going to be a great day.

To be continued...

 

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Chapter 14 : Brother's Domination



Sara

The doorbell rang. A shiver ran through me, my nipples hardening in my shirt. Today would be awesome. Ananya burst from the breakfast table where Cherry, Janhvi, and I waited. Beside Ananya, we were the last ones still home. Mom, Nidhhi, and Aunt Shriya had already left while we waited for Anupama and her car.

A giddy rush shot through me. I had a girlfriend. I shared her with Cherry, and that was cute.

"Cherry, your girlfriend's here," Ananya sang out. "I'm going to kiss her!"

"Kiss my girlfriend?" Cherry gasped in mock shock as he stood, scooping up his book bag.

My younger sister Janhvi flashed me a naughty smile. She stood up, too, slinging her backpack over her shoulder, letting it hang on the verge of falling off. I snagged mine, followed, and loved the sight that welcomed us. Anupama kissing my sexy half-sister.

Ananya did it with enthusiasm, her hands clutching Anupama's cheeks. My girlfriend shivered then broke the kiss, gasping, "Cherry."

"Kissing my little princess?" Cherry asked in mock shock. "I can't believe this, Anupama."

She shifted, hugging herself, her slanted eyes wide behind her glasses. I rolled my eyes and then punched Cherry on the shoulder. "Don't tease her."

Anupama blinked then her cheeks darkened. "Oh. Well...I...I liked it, Cherry. Your little sister is so cute."

Ananya beamed, bouncing on the balls of her feet. She just looked cute enough to eat. Then Cherry grabbed his girlfriend and pulled her in for a kiss, one hand grabbing her ass with a possessive grip, digging into her butt-cheek. She melted against him, eyes closed, hands on his strong chest.

"Morning," Cherry said, breaking the kiss. Anupama's eyes fluttered, her hips shifting more.

"Mmm," she sighed.

Then I went in to kiss our girlfriend on the lips. I seized her cheeks and planted a greedy kiss on her lips. My fingers stroked her cheeks as our lips worked together. They were wet and hot and just delicious to taste.

I brushed my nose against hers as I broke the kiss, a shiver going through me. "So, ready for after school?" I asked her. "I can't wait."

"Yes," Anupama said with gushing enthusiasm. "I actually had to masturbate before falling asleep last night. I just couldn't stop thinking about my mom. She's so beautiful."

"Someone's caught the incest bug," giggled Janhvi.

Anupama's blush darkened. God, she was cute. "It was...interesting seeing your family interacting."

"Interesting?" Cherry asked, putting his arm around Anupama, arching an eyebrow, his face stern.

"Hot," she answered, her nipples hardening, pressing on her blouse. "Sexy, arousing, amazing, taboo, hot. I want it. With mom. The way you all act together. You're so close."

"And you're going to lick your mom's pussy," Cherry said. "Then I'll fuck her. Then you'll get to lick her pussy again."

"Full of his cum," Janhvi added.

"She knew that," I said, shaking my head at her.

"Big brother," Ananya said, rocking on her heels. "We should go. School will be starting soon."

"Relax," Janhvi said. "It's not going anywhere."

"Yeah, let's go." Cherry's hand smacked out, landing on Janhvi's ass hard. "And you, stop being a brat."

"Yes, Master," Janhvi said, beaming. She seized Ananya's hand and pulled her out the door, racing to Anupama's car.

The rest of us followed after, Anupama handing Cherry the keys. I went to go for the passenger door--I was his queen, the head woman of the harem. He gave me a grin as we climbed in. A shiver ran through me as his eyes slid down to the tight shirt I wore, my nipples clearly outlined. I had abandoned wearing bras.

I felt so exposed, my shirt so tight, molding to my nineteen-year-old breasts. It was like I was showing them off while remaining clothed. Every guy and girl could see how round and firm they were. The guys wanted to touch them, squeeze them, and couldn't. My tits were all Cherry's. The only guy who would ever touch them.

But any girls watching were welcome to come up and give them a squeeze.

"What?" I asked as I went to put on my seatbelt.

He reached over, stopping me. "I think you look horny, Sara. You had to watch me fuck Nidhhi and didn't get off at all."

"Nope," Janhvi said, sliding into the back with Anupama and Ananya. "None of us did, Master. It was so hot. Especially when you both ate the banana covered in my pussy juices while fucking Nidhhi."

"Really?" Anupama asked.

"Balanced breakfast," I grinned, looking back at Anupama as she sat between Ananya and Janhvi.

"Fruit and cream," Cherry laughed, his hand stroking my thighs through my jeans. "So I think you have a hot pussy right now."

"So hot," I groaned.

"Mistress always has a hot pussy," Janhvi giggled. "Every woman in the family does."

"My cunny is so tingly right now, Big Brother," Ananya moaned, squirming her tights-clad thighs together.

"Why don't you masturbate," Cherry said. It wasn't a question. "Unzip those jeans and shove your hands in."

"Sure," I shuddered, his eyes so hot as he took control.

"And don't forget to play with those tits," he added.

"Oh, yes, I love playing with my tits when I masturbate," I purred, unsnapping my jeans. The zipper rasped down, revealing the sea-green panties I wore. I shoved one hand under my shirt to squeeze a round breast while the other went down into my panties.

I groaned, stroking the blonde landing strip to my hot, wet folds. I rubbed them as I leaned back in my seat, groaning. It was so wonderful to touch them while Cherry watched, his eyes burning, a grin on his strong lips.

"Shirts in the way. Take it off. I can't see what you're doing."

"But... people will see her breasts as we drive," gasped Anupama.

"Yep," Cherry said and started up the car.

I peeled my shirt off, my breasts bouncing out. Cherry drove the car forward, turning onto our residential street. I draped my t-shirt across my lap and set about masturbating. I grabbed a hard, dusky nipple, rolling and stretching it. Delicious shivers raced down to my pussy. My hand shoved back into my panties, finding my wet snatch. I rubbed it, shivering in delight while my youthful breasts jiggled as Cherry drove over a speed bump.

I groaned, feeling so juicy. A jogger on the sidewalk glanced over and did a double-take as we drove past. I smiled, loving the fact she got an eyeful of my barely legal tits. My pussy clenched, heart racing, pumping excitement as we reached the stop sign at the end of the street. Cherry stopped, signaling.

Cars passed. It was a busy street. I groaned, siting up, pinching my nipple harder. I wanted them to see me. To see the breasts that Cherry owned, my nubile body that was all his. I wanted them jealous, aching to touch me, begging to have me as their lover.

And then denying them.

My fingers jammed into my pussy. I groaned, sinking into my hot, silky flesh. Pleasure radiated through me. The delight swept through my body, leaving me dizzy and breathless. I swayed, blinking, my hips undulating. Oh, it felt so good. So wonderful.

"They're all seeing my tits," I moaned. "Oh, god, Cherry, it's so hot."

"You're such a perv," he grinned then glanced to my right. Another jogger approached. "I better let him cross the street before I go. Want to be safe. Don't want to run him over."

"Yes," I gasped, my pussy clenching down so hard on my plunging fingers. The wet sound filled the car. "Oh, I'm so juicy. Can you hear, Anupama? My fingers?"

"Yes," she gasped. "Does this...turn you on?"

"So much," I moaned.

"Big sister is a perv," Ananya giggled.

"Oh, god, Cherry, he's getting closer and closer." I arched my back, my breasts bouncing. I pulled on my nipple, stretching out my tit.

The jogger slowed. His eyes widened as I stared at him. Suddenly, my window rolled down with a whirl of the power motor. I let out a wanton moan, groaning as I fingered my twat faster and faster. The guy's jaw dropped.

Then he smiled. I nodded my head, squirming, moaning. He approached the car at a slow walk.

"He's coming closer, Cherry," I panted, my body shuddering.

I shoved a third finger into my snatch, stretching my hole out as I writhed and shivered. This was so hot. He was staring at my barely legal tits. He wanted to touch them. To play with them. Cherry reached over, gave my tit a possessive squeeze, digging his fingers in.

"They're his tits," I moaned out the window to the jogger. "No touching. But you can look."

"God," he groaned, stopping at the corner. He pulled out his phone.

It flashed.

My pussy spasmed on my fingers. He took a picture of my tits. Of Cherry's hand squeezing my breast. My back arched. My head snapped back. A powerful explosion burst in the depths of my pussy. The friction of my fingers churned waves of rapture through my body.

Flash!

My seat creaked as I spasmed and gasped. I opened my lips, moaning in abject pleasure. Cherry's fingers found my nipple. Pinching it. Pulling it. Twisting it. Pleasure shot down to my spasming pussy. My fingers plunged in faster. My legs twitched.

Flash!

"Holy shit," groaned the guy. "How old are you?"

"Nineteen," Janhvi shouted from the backseat.

"Yes, yes, yes," I gasped.

Flash!

"Oh, Cherry, he's watching me cuuuumm!" I moaned in orgasmic delight. "Oh, yes. Thank you!"

Cherry grinned and hit the gas. The car turned onto the street as I trembled and moaned, Cherry operating it one-handed. He gave my nipple a final squeeze, sending a last wave of bliss through me. I groaned, buzzing with bliss.

"There, I think you're all better," Cherry said as I shivered.

"Uh-huh," I panted, the window rolling up beside me. "Mmm, thank you, Cherry. Love you so much."

"He gives us what we need," Janhvi said in the back.

"Big brother is so loving," Ananya sighed. "Don't you think, Anupama?"

"Yes," she answered.

I pulled my fingers out of my pussy, shuddering a final time, and looked back. Anupama's face was flushed. I grinned and waved my fingers beneath her nose. "See how juicy I am."

"So juicy," she moaned, seeing the frothy cream. She leaned forward, licked my fingers, savoring the flavor of my pussy. Her face lit out, and she sucked on them. I groaned, shivering, my naked tits bouncing as she cleaned them off one by one.

"Fuck," groaned Cherry. "That is hot."

"So glad Anupama's our girlfriend. You better reward my mom big time today."

Cherry pulled his phone out, swiping the screen while driving one-handed. He opened the app that controlled the vibrator buried in my mom's pussy. Right now, she was walking around our school--she taught History--and was about to get a surprise.

He tapped the button. "Just a quick burst to remind her of the fun she'll have."

I laughed, my fingers tingling as Anupama sucked on them like minicocks, her cheeks hollowing. Oh, yes, today would be an amazing day.

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Nidhhi

"Unisex bathroom, first floor," Nabha said the moment I parked my car before our school. "Let's go."

"Someone's eager," I grinned, shivering, my pussy so wet.

It held a load of my little brother's cum.

"Of course I am," groaned Nabha. My best friend and lover flew out of my car in an explosion of bouncy, red curls. Before I was even halfway out, she had bounded around the car to my side and seized my hand. "Come on, Yunie, let's go."

Yunie was her nickname for me. It was short for unicorn. I called her Dandi--Dandelion. We had used these pet names since we were kids. I was so close to her. For two years we had been lovers. I thought I was gay because of her.

Turned out, I was just waiting for my little brother to become a man and claim me. And, apparently, so was Nabha.

"This is so hot," she groaned, dragging me into the school. We passed other students as they flowed in with us, but not as fast. To them, it was another Tuesday. But for me, it was the start of my new life. Last night, I had succumbed to my lust and joined the rest of the women in my family in Cherry's harem.

My little brother had a harem. God, it was hot.

Nabha dragged me down the hall. I passed Aunt Shruti shivering. I bet Cherry was playing with the vibrator in her twat. She had procured him Anupama, grooming the girl to be his submissive lover, and now she enjoyed her reward--Cherry's complete control over her pussy while she taught classes today.

We reached the unisex bathroom. Nabha let out a sigh as when she twisted the handle and it opened. She pulled me in without caring if anyone saw us. The door locked, and then my lover was on me.

She pushed me back against the wall in the small room. It had a urinal, a toilet, and a sink with a mirror above it. Nothing else. The tiles were cool through my shirt as our lips met and our tongues danced, her stud hard against the roof of my mouth. Our hips undulated as we writhed together.

She broke the kiss. "Oh, god, Yunie, I have to eat you right now." Her hands slid beneath my shirt, squeezing my large breasts through my bra. "You have no idea how wet I am?"

"Not as wet as I am, Dandi."

"You have a pussy full of your little brother's cum," she said, rolling her eyes. "Hardly fair. But I would be wetter if you didn't."

I shoved a hand down to her tight jeans. With practiced ease, I unsnapped her fastener and slid into her panties. She was so warm and smooth, shaved like me. I pressed between her thighs and groaned as I felt how hot and wet she was. She was dripping. I shoved two fingers in.

She groaned, "Yunie."

"Yeah, you're pretty wet," I admitted as her pussy clenched on my digits. I pumped in and out of a few times, loving her silky embrace. Then I pulled my fingers out. They dripped in her juices, cream coating my fingers.

I brought them to my lips, savoring them. My cheeks hollowed. I groaned, loving her flavor. I wiggled my hips, a shiver of excitement racing through me. She tasted tangy and delicious. I groaned, smacking my lips.

"I know, I taste good," grinned Nabha as she fell to her knees before me. She pushed up my short skirt--a rarity for me to wear--and stroked the bright-red tights I wore beneath. They molded to my body, giving me such a hot cameltoe. "I'm interested in how good you taste with your brother's jizz in you."

Wait," I said as she hooked the waistband of my tights. "I have to record this so the family can watch it later."

"God, that's kinky." Nabha's eyes squeezed shut as she shuddered. "I love your family! Mine's soooooo boring."

I fished out my phone from my purse, tapped in my passcode, and then opened the camera app. I hit recored, staring down at my kneeling lover. It was so strange seeing her smiling up at me through the digital display, almost like this wasn't happening to me. Like I was watching her pull down another girl's tights.

Only I could feel those tights' elastic fabric sliding down my legs, uncovering my panties and then my thighs. She rolled the tights down to my knees before pushing my legs apart. She rubbed at the gusset of my thong, pushing the thin fabric into my pussy lips.

"God, you're soaked." She pulled her fingers away, milky white on the tip. She popped it into her mouth, cheeks hollowing as she sucked, moaned. "Oh, god, cum is delicious."

Then she pulled my thong to the side and buried her face into my pussy. I gasped, shuddering, watching her lick my snatch through the phone while feeling her tongue and its hard stud lap through my pussy lips. She was so hungry for my cunt and Cherry's cum. She devoured me with such hot, passionate gusto.

"Oh, damn, Nabha," I moaned, my hips undulating, griding on her hot mouth. "Mmm, that's my little brother's jizz you're licking out of my pussy."

Her eyes sparkled. She spoke muffled words: "So good! Oh, Cherry, this is so hot! I hope you cum so hard watching this. Maybe in my pussy."

"Maybe," I groaned, grinding my hips, rubbing my hot flesh on her hot mouth. Her tongue danced through my folds. "Oh, god, little brother, she's got a tongue stud, and it feels amazing as she swirls it through my pussy searching for your cum."

My words echoed through the room. I shivered, my nipples aching in my bra, my clit throbbing as it brushed Nabha's nose. Her tongue, and its wonderful stud, pressed deep into my snatch. She swirled it around, caressing my pussy walls, making me shiver and gasp. I undulated my hips on her lips. I groaned, loving the pleasure coursing through me.

Her hands squeezed my ass, pulling me tight against her hungry mouth. She latched her lips over my pussy hole, sucking. I gasped, my back arching. It was so hard to keep her face in frame. You could see her eyes, the folds of my pussy pressing around her lips, half of my unicorn tattoo on my pudenda, partly hidden by my thong pushed to the side.

"Yes, yes, yes, eat my little brother's cum out of my snatch," I moaned. "That's it, you naughty slut. Oh, you just love it. You just want to devour it. You want to drink every drop of his jizz and my pussy juices!"

"So badly, Yunie," she groaned. "Cherry, you have such a sexy older sister. I love her so much. And I love eating her pussy full of your seed! Mmm, incest is the best! Wish I had a brother to put to the test!"

"Oh, god, it is," I groaned, my orgasm building. Her hard tongue stud caressed my sensitive folds. Everywhere she touched me had me shivering and gasping.

I wiggled my hips, writhing, grinding on her hot mouth. The pleasure swelled and swelled in me. Her tongue fucked in and out of me as she moaned into my pussy. She was so into it. So turned on by devouring my cunt full of my little brother's cum.

And I was immortalizing it. Recording it for posterity.

I was making a porno for my little brother.

"Dandi!" I gasped, as shiver racing through me. I fought to keep the phone steady. "Yes, yes, yes. I... Fuck!"

I came hard.

My pussy contracted. Cream gushed out of me into her hungry mouth. She devoured me with noisy moans. Her tongue swiped through my folds, sensitive with my crashing pleasure. I gasped, shivered, bucked into her hungry mouth as the rapture shot through me.

Star burst before my eyes. I groaned through clenched teeth as I shuddered against the wall. Her tongue jammed into my convulsing hole, swirling around, sending more rapture through my body. I bucked, gasped, loving every moment of it.

"Oh, little brother, I'm cumming so hard on her mouth. So damned hard! This is so hot! Thank you for ordering me to do this."

"Yes," Nabha moaned.

Then she rose, face smeared with pussy juices. I kept the camera on her lips as she moved to kiss me, rotating my wrist. Our lips met. I shivered, loving my tart juices. I groaned, eyes closing. I loved Nabha so much.

I was so eager to share her with Cherry. And my sisters, my mom, and my Aunt. And even Anupama. One big incestuous family, sharing our girlfriends with each other, loving each other. It was so wonderful to be united by the man of the house.

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Ananya

"Big brother, I am so horny," I moaned as we walked into the school. I held his hands. "Please, can we...do something? My cunny is so itchy. Watching big sister masturbate..." My cheeks burned. "Please, please, please."

Cherry smiled down at me, his hand squeezing mine. He was so strong, so hunky, so wonderfully handsome. I loved being his little sister. He glanced at Sara and Anupama, then pulled me towards the stairs, leading me away from his class he shared with the pair.

"Where are we going, big brother?" I gasped, taking the steps quickly to keep up.

"Aunt Shruti's class. My little princess has a hot cunny."

"Thank you, big brother," I moaned.

We reached the top of the stairs then turned. Cherry pulled his keys out, grabbed one, and unlocked our Aunt's dark classroom. He shoved me inside and closed the door behind him, locking it. I shivered as he grabbed my hips, lifting me up and setting me on the edge of the desk.

"We don't have much time," he told me, hands pulling down my pink tights. I used my hands to lift up my ass so he could pull them off. "Okay?"

"Yes," I nodded, my pigtails swaying. "I just need it. I'm so wet and hot. I love you so much, big brother."

"And I love my little princess."

I shivered in delight. It was so wonderful when he called me his little princess. I loved being his little sister, his little girl. My legs spread, my tights bunched around my ankles. He slid his hands up my thighs, pushing up my skirt.

And smiled.

"Someone forgot her panties."

"Good little girls don't wear panties because it turns on their big brothers," I moaned, my shaved cunny exposed.

Cherry ran a finger up and down my tight, girlish slit. I groaned, my petite body shivering. I was the smallest in the family, ignored by puberty. And Cherry loved it. He loved having a little sister to love and protect.

And fuck.

His belt rustled. His fastener popped. His zipper rasped.

"Yes," I whispered as his big cock popped out.

My little hands seized his huge dick. It was sometimes so surprising that my tiny hole could take this big dick. I stroked him and brought him to my pussy. I rubbed his cock up and down my lips, shivering as he nudged my folds.

And then he slid into me. I groaned, my back arching as he filled me. His huge cock slid so deep into me, spreading me apart. I wiggled and groaned, humping into him as my cunny stretched about his thick shaft.

"Big brother," I whimpered in girlish delight, clenching down on him.

He loomed over me, so big, so strong, his cock all the way in me. He grabbed my pigtails, twining them about his fingers as he drew back. Wonderful friction shuddered through me. And then he slammed in again. The desk rocked beneath his powerful thrusts. My pussy ached as he filled me, my clit grinding on his crotch.

He fucked me so hard. I was his little princess, but he ravished me. I gasped, clenching him with my knees, my feet wiggling. I kicked my tights off my right ankle and wrapped my legs all the way around his waist, holding him as he pounded me.

The desk creaked and rocked beneath me. I leaned back, holding onto his shoulders as he drilled into me. He was so big in every way. So strong. My cunny tingled and then burned. The friction built and built in me, his balls slapping into my flesh.

"Yes, yes, yes, big brother," I moaned, squirming. "That's what I needed. Oh, yes, big brother! Oh, fuck me!"

"Uh-huh," he groaned, driving so hard, so deep into me. "You love having your naughty cunny filled with your big brother's cock."

"So much," I squealed, clenching down on his girth. "It's amazing. It's wonderful. It's the best cock. I'm going to cum so hard on it."

"And then my cum will leak out and stain your tights."

"Yes," I gasped, clenching my cunny down on him.

"Such a naughty, little sister," he groaned. "Jesus, Ananya, I love you. I love my little princess!"

"I love my big brother!" I screamed, not caring if any of the students passing in the halls heard me.

My cunny exploded around his dick. My pussy clenched and spasmed. It writhed about his plunging cock. Pleasure washed through me. My head tossed back, glasses slipping on my nose as he grunted.

He loved my cunny when I came on his cock. I remembered how wonderful it was last night when I fisted Nidhhi, how her flesh had spasmed about my hand and wrist, trying to milk it like I had a cock. It was amazing.

And my hand wasn't anywhere near as sensitive as Cherry's dick.

My big brother groaned as he pounded my cumming cunny. He groaned, balls thwacking, churning more and more pleasure through my body. I gasped, shuddered, my eyes rolling back into my head as the incestuous pleasure bled through me.

"Fuck," Cherry groaned, driving his dick so deep into me. "Oh, fuck, yes!"

His cock erupted into my depths. His hot cum spurted into me. Blast after blast of jizz flooded my pussy. My back arched. Rapture shivered through me. Another wonderful cum sent ripples of delight racing to my mind.

"Love you, big brother!" I moaned, my cunny milking out every drop of cum.

"Love you, princess," he groaned, pulling back his cock and driving it one final time into my depths. It was wonderful.

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[hotaks]

Shruti

I could feel the vibrator in my pussy as I moved around in front of my class, going from my large, detailed map States during the colonial period, to write on the whiteboard as I gave my lecture on the events leading up to the Revolutionary War. It was the second class I taught in the day. My daughter, Sara, was front row, sitting tall, an eager smile on her lips.

I kept glancing at her. She had her phone out on her desk, like she was waiting for something. I shivered, my pussy clenching on my vibrator. I kept glancing at her. She was a beautiful girl, and even more so now that she was dressing more feminine than her usual baggy clothes, shedding her tomboy persona in favor of a sexy woman now that she and Cherry had taken their relationship farther. She was always his friend, but had always wanted to be more.

And now she had it.

Her blonde braid fell over her shoulder and dangled before her as she looked at her phone. A smile crossed her lips. Then she looked up, her hazel eyes dancing. I bit my lip. There had been almost no humming from my vibrator at all today outside of a few little buzzes before school.

Was it about to happen?

"And that led directly to the events ," I said. "The redcoats feeling a great deal of pressure to keep the restless population in check."

Sara picked up her phone, aiming it at me. Her smile grew.

The vibrator hummed to life.

I gasped at the sudden, humming delight churning my pussy. My words faltered. I gripped the projector's side as a wave of dizzy heat washed over me. I groaned, my hips wiggling as the delight churned by the vibrator washed through me.

She had her phone aimed at me, recording as heat burst across my face. I felt the sweat beading my brow, my cheeks burning. I straightened, staring out at my class watching me, some bored, others attentive.

I couldn't show any signs that I had this amazing churning in my pussy. But it was so hard. My hands clenched on the remote for my computer, controlling the slideshow hooked into the projector from my button. I pressed the button, changing slides in PowerPoint.

I stared at it, my entire body churning with pleasure. It was a woodcarving of British soldiers aiming at a group of civilians. I blinked at it, struggling to remember what I was supposed to say as that wonderful, humming delight buzzed through me. My body spasmed.

"Something wrong, Mom?" Sara asked. "You look flustered."

"Fine," I gasped, turning to the class. "Who can tell me what this woodcarving is?"

I couldn't think. I should know it, but the only thought racing through my mind was the vibrator churning my pussy. I had been so hot and excited all morning, and now I had relief. My orgasm swelled in me.

The vibrator hummed faster. It buzzed in me. Nerves radiated out the bliss through my body. I fought to keep from moaning out like a wanton hussy before my students as I trembled, assaulted by a tide of sensations.

"Anyone?" I asked, staring at my students in desperate hope. My thighs clenched together. Oh, god, this was amazing. My pussy drank in every last sensation, building and building towards that moment of explosive release. "It was in the reading you were all supposed to have done."

Sara raised her hand, phone still pointed at me.

"Yes, Mi...Sara." I almost called her Mistress. That would have been disastrous.

"Why don't you tell us, Mom," she said, her lips curling. I could almost hear her say "slut."

"It's the..um..." I licked my lips, glancing at it. The humming intensified. Cherry turned the vibrator up another level. How could I think with rapture humming in my cunt?

My naughty, nasty, submissive cunt.

I grabbed my phone out of my pocket. My students watched me, muttering. They all stared at me. Only Sara knew what was going on. The rest were oblivious. I wanted them to know I was my nephew's whore.

I couldn't. But I wished they all knew I had a master, and that he was driving me wild right now.

Fingers fumbling, I texted Cherry a single word: "Come?"

Stupid autocorrect.

"No." he answered a moment later. "Better keep teaching."

"Is something wrong, Mom?" Sara asked. "You looked so flustered and flushed. Like you're about to have an orgasm or something?"

"No, no, I'm fine," I groaned, putting my phone away. I fought against the pleasure. No cumming. "Now this picture is..." I took a deep breath. I wanted to explode. My hips wiggled. I stared at my students. They looked at me, the boys grinning, the girls fidgeting. My breasts jiggled in my low-cut blouse as I squirmed. "Oh, god, I'm not...feeling well. I need to..."

I stumbled to my desk. I sat down on it, leaning back. A few of the girls stood up. "Ms. SHruti...?" Tiffany said, approaching as I squeezed shut my eyes. The vibrator hummed louder and louder. I was surprised the girl didn't hear it. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, Mom, are you okay?" Sara asked, standing beside Tiffany, the pair before my desk. "You look so flustered and flushed. Doesn't she look like she's about to have an orgasm?"

"Orgasm?" Student asked.

"But she couldn't have that," Sara smiled. "That would be wrong."

"Yes, yes... Just..." I groaned, clenching my stomach, my pussy aching. The pressure wanted to burst through me. "Just...stomach...cramps."

"Uh-huh," Sara nodded, still filming me.

This was torture. Sweet, wonderful torture. All my students watching me, seeing me struggle not to cum in front of them. But I wanted to. I wanted to explode. To cum like a slut before my students like the nasty, filthy whore I was. I wanted to rip down my panties, spread my thighs, and let them see the vibrator humming away inside me.

To scream out: "My nephew is my Master and I am his nasty sex slave!"

I bit my lip instead.

"Looks so difficult," Sara said. "Be brave, Mom, you can get through it."

"T-thanks, Mist...Sara."

"Mist?" frowned Tiffany, her brown hair swaying as she glanced at Sara.

"She calls me Mist sometimes," Sara laughed. "It's her nickname for me. Right, Mom?"

"Yes, Mist..." God, I wanted to say the whole world. My entire body squirmed, my chair creaking and--

The vibration stopped.

I shivered, letting out an explosive breath. My eyes blinked. I wiped my brow, my pussy still on fire, but the explosion was no longer on the verge of detonating. The pressure dwindled. I groaned, leaning forward in my chair.

"I think it's passed," I said, standing up on shaky legs a minute later.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Tiffany asked. "Ms. Shruti, you look so flushed."

"She does," Sara agreed, still filming me.

My phone buzzed in my cardigan's pocket. I pulled it out. A single word from Cherry: "Cum."

How had he gotten autocorrect to recognize that--

The vibrator exploded through me at its highest setting.

Even if Cherry hadn't given me permission to cum, there was no stopping the explosion bursting through my pussy. My legs buckled. I fell to the floor on my knees. I groaned, shuddering as the vibrator churned my cunt to a froth.

Pleasure burst through me. My head snapped back, my hands clutching my lower belly as my body shivered. I moaned out in rapturous joy before all my students. It burst out of me as the pleasure washed through my body, churned by the amazing, buzzing toy.

"Oh, god," I groaned.

"Ms. Shruti," Tiffany gasped, falling to her knees beside me. She grabbed my shoulders. "Are you in pain?"

"So much," I groaned as I bent over. The vibrator hummed, buzzed, churned me to a froth. I grabbed her arms for support, leaning towards her.

She hugged me. "I got you, Ms. Shruti," she squeaked, frightened. "Don't worry. Someone, get the nurse."

"No, no, no," I moaned, shivering. "It'll pass. It'll... Fuck!"

Another orgasm exploded through my naughty pussy. The vibrator kept buzzing, humming. It drove me wild. I shivered and shuddered against my student, feeling her barely legal tits through our blouses, my nipples aching. I wanted to kiss her, to push her down to the floor and ravish her body. To share the rapture exploding through my flesh with her.

And then, mercifully, the humming died. I groaned, blinking, shocked that it was over. My pleasure shivered through me. I shuddered in Tiffany's arms while she stroked my back. She smelled so good.

"There you are, Ms. Shruti," she said. "Let's lie you down. The nurse is coming."

"Thank you, dear," I panted, my entire body filled with my orgasms' buzzing delight. My fingers fumbled at my phone as Tiffany lowered me to the floor. I sent a quick text to Cherry: "TY Master."

"YW slut."

I held my phone to my heaving breasts, my students crowding around me. They had all watched me cum, and none of them had known it. I met my daughter's eyes, her phone put away. She gave me a wink and a smile.

God, I loved being my nephew and daughter's sex slave.

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[hotaks]

Cherry

Despite the fact I didn't get to play with Aunt Shruti as much today as I wanted--after cumming hard before her class, the school nurse had insisted she go home, fearing she had some bad ailment--I was in a great mood. School was out, and it was time to meet Anupama's mom. I was eager for it. Not just to meet my girlfriend's mom, but to fuck her with Anupama's help.

"God, you are so hard," Sara groaned as she rode beside me in Anupama's car, reaching out to stroke my dick.

"He's going to fuck an MILF," Janhvi giggled. "Of course Master's hard."

Janhvi and Anupama were in the backseat. Ananya got a ride home with Nidhhi, who had to get ready for work at Dairy Queen tonight with Nabha. After our interview, and orgy, with Anupama's Mom, we should stop by and say hi, get a bite to eat, maybe enjoy Nabha on her break or something.

My dick throbbed beneath Sara's hand.

"Are you going to pop off if I keep stroking you?" Sara asked, a twinkle in her hazel eyes.

"Maybe," I panted. "So many naughty ideas bursting through me right now. So many different ways to have fun with my harem."

Sara tossed back her head and laughed. She squeezed my dick. "Mmm, yes there are."

The drive was swift. We reached Drugstore in ten minutes. It was on the other side of town, located in a strip mall. It was the largest building, dominating the center, a bright, flashing pharmacy symbol beneath the neon letters for the business. I parked the car, and we trundled out, Anupama taking my hand.

I pulled her close instead.

"She'll be waiting for us," Anupama said. "I texted her we're coming."

"Good," I nodded as we entered into the store, the automatic doors whisking open.

It was bigger than I thought, like walking into a chain drugstore. Not the size of a grocery store, but about half it, with shelves full of everything from makeup to health care items. There was even food. Junk food.

Janhvi giggled at that. "Why does a drugstore sell candy."

"Because it makes money," a woman purred.

A graceful, radiant beauty stepped out of the aisle in a white pharmacist coat over her stylish blouse and dark skirt. Nylons clad sleek calves. It was Anupama's mother. . Her black hair fell in a styled bounce about her shoulders, looking like pure silk.

"So you must be Cherry--" She froze when she saw me, her eyes widening slightly. "You're Cherry?"

"Yep," I nodded.

"I see," she said, her eyes sliding over to her daughter pressed against my side.

"Isn't he just so handsome, Mom?" Anupama said, then leaned in and gave me a kiss on the mouth.

"Anupama," her mom gasped. "What are you doing?"

Anupama broke the kiss, squirming. "Kissing my boyfriend. I... I told you we're dating and all."

"Dating." There was a faint catch to her voice. Her hips swiveled and writhed. "But... That's..."

"Is something wrong, Mom?" Anupama frowned.

My eyebrows furrowed, too. I studied the woman. She was acting so strange, so flustered. Then something Anupama had said last night clicked in my mind. I glanced at Anupama, studying her face, then at her Mom. There were subtle differences between them. Anupama's eyes weren't quite as slanted, her skin lighter, her ears...

No way.

I licked my lips, my dick throbbing so hard in my jeans. "So,Mrs."

"Ms.," she said. "I never married."

"Well, Ms. Poonam, is everything okay? I hope there's not a problem with me dating your daughter and trying to work for you at the same time?"

"I...well..." She glanced at her daughter. Her cheeks paled even more. "You were at his house yesterday. What did you two...do?"

"Just studying, Mom."

"And kissing," I told her. Then I leaned in planted a kiss on Anupama's submissive lips. Despite her mother acting weird, she didn't resist, kissing me back with hungry passion. I slipped tongue into her mouth, my hand sliding up her side, nearing her breast.

"We should do the interviews," Anupama's mom blurted out. "Yes, yes. You're here for a job. Interviews."

"Yes," I said, breaking the kiss. Anupama shivered, pressing against me. "Let's do that, Ms. Poonam."

"Follow me." Poonam turned, her heels clicking as she hurried through the store.

"That was weird," Janhvi said. "Your mom is soooo weird."

"No, she's not," Sara said, glancing at me. "Cherry..."

I nodded my head.

"What?" Anupama asked as we walked through the store.

"I wouldn't want to spoil the surprise," I said, hoping my suspicions were true. This was wild.

We walked through the store and into a back area. We passed shelves and stacks of merchandise crowding the paths to a small break room with an office off of it. There was an old couch and a few chairs around a small table, a pair of vending machines--one with sodas, the other snacks--in the corner.

"I'll do Cherry first," Poonam said, her cheeks still so pale, her words brittle.

"Do," sniggered Janhvi.

Poonam continued, "And then... We'll just... Yes, yes, Cherry first."

"Mom?" Anupama asked, biting her lip. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing is wrong."

"Nothing," I nodded. "Let's go, Poonam."

I took the lead, heading to her office and opening the door. I ushered her in. She stumbled through the door and headed to her desk. It was a small room, filing cabinets lined the walls, a cluttered desk with a computer monitor dominating the center. She sat down on her comfortable chair. I chose to stand on the other side of the desk, staring down at her.

"So..." She swallowed. "You're dating my daughter. Not long, though?"

"Worried that she's not a virgin any longer?" I asked, my smile growing.

Her eyes widened. "Young man, that's my daughter that--"

"You've been in my father's bed," I said, cutting her off. "You recognized me. I look a lot like him. And Anupama did say you thought my name was strong."

Her cheeks darkened this time.

"You were one of his whores. Was it Shriya or Shruti that brought you to him?"

She licked her lips. "Please, young man, this isn't--"

"I asked you a question. Was it Shriya or Shruti that brought you to his bed?"

"Shriya," she said, looking down. "It was years ago."

"About 18?"

She stiffened.

"Anupama's my father's daughter, isn't she? You fooled around with him, got pregnant, and never told him he had a daughter."

"Oh, god," she groaned, pressing her face into her hands. "Yes. You're dating your half-sister."

"Not just dating her," I told her. "Fucking her. I took her cherry. She loved it. She's just as submissive as you are. When I told her to, she fell to her knees and sucked my cock like a champ. Just so eager to please."

I moved around the desk, unbuckling my belt. "Just like you were with my dad. You were on your knees, sucking his cock while my mom and Aunt Shruti nuzzled alongside you, whispering in your ears, encouraging you to love him."

She said something, shivering on the chair. Her eyes glanced at me, drawn by the zipper's rasp. My dick strained my boxers as I pushed my jeans down. Her chair creaked as she turned ever so slightly towards me.

"I fucked her pussy without a condom," I continued. "She's not on the pill. I'm going to breed her. Just like I'm breeding my two sisters out there. Incest is popular in our family. And I'm so happy I have another sister to play with."

I pulled out my hard cock.

"So get down on your knees and suck my cock, slut. Just like you did for my dad. Wrap those lush lips about it and pleasure me."

"I'm not a slut," she groaned. "That was a long time ago. I was just a kid."

"And now you are one sexy MILF." I shook my cock. "Suck it. And then your daughter's going to eat your cunt until you explode."

To be continued...

 

[hotaks]

Man of the House Chapter 15: Eating Mom's Creampie



Cherry

I held my cock before Ms. Poonam's mouth. The MILF, her slanted eyes wide behind her glasses, stared at it. Her body shuddered, her nylon-clad thighs pressing together beneath her skirt. Her cheeks darkened with a blush. My cock ached so much. I wanted her to suck it, to follow my commands.

To be my submissive slut like she had been for my father.

I still couldn't believe the odds that Anupama's mother was one of the girl my dad fucked. I knew he liked chubby girls, that my mom and aunt brought him sluts to fuck--just like how Aunt Shruti had procured Anupama for me. And here one was. Twenty years ago, she had fallen to her knees, sucked my dad's cock, and let him fuck her.

And conceived a daughter.

I had another half-sister in my harem.

"You know you want it," I told her. "You crave it. You are one sexy woman. And single. No other man has come along to give you what my father did. What your body aches for."

She licked her lips.

"You're going to be one of my sluts, just like your daughter. She loves my cock. She's watched me fuck my sisters, too. They helped me pop her cherry." I groaned, my dick throbbing. "Your daughter was tight. You would have been so proud of her. The way she wanted to please me, how she ached to be my submissive girlfriend. She came so hard."

"Th-This can't be happening," she groaned, finally wrenching her eyes up to my gaze.

I seized her silky-black hair--just as fine as her daughter's--I held on, reminding her what it was like to be dominated. They looked so much alike, Anupama and her mother. The same delicate cheek bones, the same slanted eyes.

"Just fall to your knees and be the submissive slut you've been yearning to be for years. You've built this store, worked hard, and denied yourself what you truly want to be. A slave. On your knees. Sucking your man's cock."

"How?" she groaned, staring up at me. Her lower lip quivered. "You're just like him."

"He taught me." I bored into her eyes. "Well, slut, will you fall to your knees and suck my cock? Will you finally surrender to what you crave? Or am I going to call your daughter in here to show you how to suck a man's cock?"

"I..." She glanced at my dick again. "This is... You're so young..."

"Anupama!" I bellowed. "Get your pretty ass in here and suck my cock."

"No," she gasped. "She's your sister! You can't. It's--"

The door opened. Anupama hurried in, her skirt swishing about her thighs, her face flushed, eyes burning. I smiled at my half-sister, drinking in her beauty. She glanced at her mother then looked away as she rounded the desk.

"Anupama," Poonam said. "No, stop." But her words were feeble. Scared. "You can't do this."

"I have to, Mom." Anupama fell to her knees, her hair bouncing. She seized my cock, opened her mouth, and engulfed the tip.

"He's your half-brother!"

Anupama shivered, glancing up at me, her eyes wide while her tongue stroked the crown of my dick. A shiver of pleasure ran up my spine, my balls tightening. I nodded my head. She closed her eyes.

And sucked so hard, so loud. Her cheeks hollowed. She moaned, her hand stroking my dick. Her brother's dick.

"Incest turns your daughter on," I groaned as Anupama bobbed her mouth on my dick. "Look at her. She's so aroused. She's so excited. She masturbated last night fantasizing about you, aching to commit incest with her mother. And now she gets to do it with her brother."

"Anupama," gasped Poonam, staring at her daughter like she was a foreign creature. "Oh, my god, baby."

Anupama sucked and slurped, her mouth sliding up and down my cock. The suction sent dizzying pleasure racing through my body. My left hand stroked my half-sister's silky hair, just as fine as her mother's. I gripped them both.

Then I hauled Poonam off her chair and onto the floor. It rolled back, crashing into the wall as she fell to her knees beside her daughter. Anupama kept sucking, kept loving my cock. I tightened my grip in her hair, groaning, letting her know she pleased me.

I did love Anupama. Like I loved Sara and Ananya. Not just as my slut, but as my lover. The other women in my family I cared for. I did. I loved them, but not in the same way. And they understood. My mom, my aunt, Janhvi, and Nidhhi just enjoyed being used, being fucked by the man of the house. I gave them what they needed.

And it was time to give Poonam what she needed.

"How long has it been since you've had as much joy, as much rapture, as your daughter is getting from sucking my cock?" I groaned. "Look at how much pleasure she's having as she worships my dick with her mouth. How much she loves it. How it makes her so hot and wet. When was the last time a man made you feel that?"

Poonam just stared at her daughter.

"Answer me, slut?" I growled, yanking back her head so she looked up at me.

"I don't remember," she answered.

Anupama sucked harder, her tongue swirling around my shaft. Pleasure surged down my cock to my balls. This was so hot. I growled as I stared down at Poonam, boring into her eyes, demanding the truth from her. She shivered, eyes wild.

"Since your father," she groaned. "It scared me. When I went to school and had time to think, I convinced myself it was a mistake. That I wasn't that person. I tried to find a good guy, but then I found out I was pregnant. And I realized just how lacking they were. And..."

I pulled Anupama's mouth off my dick. It popped out. She licked her lips then, understanding what was needed. She grasped my dick and brought it to her mother's lips. She rubbed her cheek against the MILF.

"Just open your mouth and suck his cock, Mom," she whispered. "Just like you did for his dad. For my dad! Be his slut, Mom. Please, please. Let's be his together. Doesn't that sound amazing?"

"Anupama," Poonam groaned, her breath washing about the tip of my dick.

Anupama pressed my cock's crown against her mother's lips. "Just open and suck, Mom." Anupama nuzzled up to her mom's ear. "Please, Mom. Give in. You haven't been happy. Here's your chance. Be happy in his harem. We all love it. His mother, his aunt, all four of his sisters."

"Four?" she groaned. "And his mom?"

"Shriya fingered me last night," Anupama whispered. "Was she the one who introduced you to my father?"

"Yes," groaned Poonam. And then her mouth opened. She swallowed my cock.

"That's it, Mom. You're doing it."

"Yes," I groaned as the sexy, MILF sucked on the tip of my dick. Her cheeks hollowed while Anupama kissed and nuzzled at her mother's cheek. "That's it. Be a slut, just like your daughter. Be my whore. Oh, god, yes. That's it. I'm going to make sure you get everything you need."

"Everything," breathed Anupama.

My dick throbbed as the MILF bobbed her head, her daughter kissing down her cheek. Together, the differences in their maturity so obvious. Anupama was just flowering into womanhood, her face so youthful and innocent. Poonam bloomed in the radiance of maturity, perfect and gorgeous. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked, her tongue caressing my dick, agile, nimble.

Anupama's lips reached the shaft, kissing it ahead of her mother's lips. They brushed, nudging, kissing. Poonam moaned, sliding her mouth up my dick until she only kissed at the sensitive tip. Her daughter joined her, sucking at the edge. Their tongues flicked out, brushing about the crown of my dick.

Lips meeting, kissing about my cock.

"That's it," I groaned, holding both their hair. Their lips worked against my dick and each other as they moaned, my cock throbbing. "Love each other. Poonam, your daughter's going to eat your cunt before we leave here."

A shudder passed through Poonam. And then she popped her lips off and pushed my cock into her daughter's lips. "Suck it, honey. Please him. You want to. I know. You're just like me. A little, submissive slut wanting a strong man to love you. Oh, god, it was so hot when I sucked your father's cock with Shriya and Shruti on either side of me."

Anupama let out a shuddering whimper as she sucked on my dick. My balls ached. I groaned, "Yes!"

They passed my cock back and forth, sucking a few times before they gave it over to the other. I groaned, my eyes rolling back into my eyes. The pleasure shivered down my cock to my aching balls. It was so hot. Mother and daughter sucking my dick, pleasing me.

In the background, Janhvi and Sara whispered and giggled, watching the sight. I wished my entire harem was here, but Ananya was at home doing her schoolwork, Nidhhi was heading off to her job at Dairy Queen, mom was still working at her job at the law office, and Aunt Shruti would be grading papers and homework.

They were missing out. It was so hot. Anupama would suck, her lips sealing tight while her mother nibbled on her ear. Then they would swap, and Anupama would nuzzle at her mother's neck, her hands opening her mother's blouse.

Their clothing grew more and more disheveled. Anupama's blouse fell open, revealing her round breasts contained in a white bra. Poonam's tits, about the same size as her daughters, were cupped by a black bra, nipples hard.

"Yes, yes, yes," I moaned as their hands groped each other's breasts through their bras. "You naughty women. I..."

My balls tightened. I couldn't take much more of their shared sucking. Their mouths felt so similar on my cocks. They both moaned and gasped. Anupama's bra shoved up, her round, firm breasts popping out, groped by her mother's hands. Dark-brown nipples rolled and pinched.

Anupama moaned about my dick, her tongue fluttering at the tip.

"Fuck," I grunted and ripped my cock out of their mouths. I stroked it, aiming at their faces, and unloaded. "Mother and daughter! You're both mine!"

"Yes," Anupama moaned as my cum splattered across her and her mother's glasses. Ropy lines of jizz painted their faces. It dribbled down their lenses, running lines of white. My balls ached each time my cock erupted.

"Love it!" moaned Poonam, her mouth open.

Cum splashed on her lips. I grunted as the final blast squirted out. I leaned back on the desk, resting my ass against it as mother and daughter turned to look at each other. They both panted, Poonam squeezing her daughter's breast, cum dripping off their faces.

Then their lips met in an incestuous kiss, Anupama sharing my cum--her brother's cum--with her mother. Their tongues writhed, pink lips working together. A drop of cum fell off Anupama's lens on her cheek. The pair moaning, groaning. And then Poonam broke the kiss to lick up her daughter's cheek, collecting the errant drop of cum.

"Fuck!" I groaned as she lapped at the jizz covering her daughter's glasses.

Pink tongue slid across the glass lens, gathering my spunk. She pulled it into her mouth, shuddering. Anupama, not to be out done, licked and lapped at her mother's glasses, my jizz pooling on her tongue when she pulled it into her mouth, savoring the flavor.

"Damn, Master, that is so hot," Janhvi said. "I can't believe it."

"Yeah," Sara moaned. "And she's our sister. Our girlfriend is our sister."

I nodded my head.

"What?" Janhvi gasped, racing around the desk to look down at mother and daughter. "Poonam's our sister?"

"Anupama," I said, shaking my head.

"Oh, Dad was a stud," Janhvi said. "Just like you, Master."

"Cherry has a bigger harem, brat," Sara said, hugging her younger sister from behind. They were both Aunt Shruti's daughters. Sara's blonde hair, gathered in a braid, swung behind her as she nuzzled at the nape of Janhvi's neck. The younger girl shivered, her short-black hair swaying about her mischievous face.

"You do, Master," Janhvi moaned. "Ooh, look at Anupama go!"

Anupama pushed her mother down to the floor, her hands pushing up her mother's bra. Round breasts spilled out, areolas twice as wide as Anupama's, nipples thrusting up hard. Anupama squeezed her mother's breasts, leaned down, and sucked on a nipple.

"Ooh, she did that as a baby," Janhvi said, squirming.

"She did," Sara groaned. "Fuck, I'm getting hot. Brat, on your knees, lick my pussy right now."

"Yes, Mistress," Janhvi moaned, sounding so eager. She claimed to be straight and to hate licking pussy, but she never balked. Maybe it was the humiliation of being forced to do something she hated--which turned Janhvi on so much--or maybe she just liked pretending it was such a chore but secretly loved it.

Janhvi fell to her knees, her fingers unsnapping Sara's jeans. My lover shuddered, her round breasts bouncing in her tight top, her nipples hard, molding to them. She gave me a wink and pulled off her top, her breasts bouncing out.

The first pair of breasts I ever touched.

My dick twitched, regaining a second wind as my eyes flicked from Janhvi burying her face into Sara's shaved twat to Anupama loving her mother's breasts. Poonam moaned, her glasses smeared with cum.

"Oh, Anupama," she groaned. "Oh, wow, you feel so wonderful. I missed this, baby. I feel so close to you."

Anupama popped her mouth off a nipple. "Wait until I lick your pussy, Mom."

"Fuck," I groaned.

Sara grabbed my cock. "Let's get you hard again," she purred, stroking it. "Got to keep your stamina up, stud. You got another woman to satisfy."

"God, I love you," I groaned as my queen stroked my dick.

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