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Making AmendsbyBeccaAnn©
The porch light was out when I came up the walk. That means trouble. It means that Mom or Dad woke up sometime after my curfew and realized I still wasn’t home. Not that I think I need a curfew - after all I am eighteen. But Daddy says as long as I’m still living under his roof then I’ll abide by his rules. I leave for college in one month, so I guess I can live with it until then.
I bend over, quite a feat in the clothes I’m wearing and lift the doormat to find the key. I can’t see anything since the light is out, and it takes several minutes for me to determine the key isn’t there anymore. They must be really pissed.
It is nearly 3 am, and I was supposed to be in a 12:30. My friend Laura and I were at this rave and just totally lost track of time. Normally I change before I come home from a party, but this time I just threw a baggy sweatshirt over my halter-top and coochie cutters. All that peaks from beneath the sweatshirt is a tiny triangle of fabric in front, and the round bottom of my tight little ass cheeks. I do a little tug, to straighten myself out as I rise from the mat. The shorts are tight, and have been pressing against my pussy lips all night. I could smell myself driving home in the car. All I could think about on the drive home, was that I hoped that no one noticed I was so late coming home, and that I desperately needed to play with my pussy. Now I know both hopes are dashed. I’m going to have to knock on the door to get let in, and the resulting fight will ensure I don’t get to shove anything in my box for several hours.
Just as I am about to knock I see the living room light come on inside. I see Mom’s small, thin shape winding toward me in the darkness and say thanks it is not Daddy awake. She opens the door, her mouth a thin line of disapproval. I walk through the open door, pulling my sweatshirt lower, hoping she wont notice. “You’ve really done it this time Kara Nicole,” she scolds. “Your father is furious. He’s waiting for you in the living room.”
We stand there for an awkward moment, before she turns and goes into the living room. I follow her, pulling hard on my sweatshirt. I know the second I am in full light my mother will be as angry as my father. I turn the corner and stop abruptly, for not only is my father waiting in the living room, but my sister and brother as well. Tina is 20 - a tall girl with an athletic build. She has small, high breasts with the largest nipples I’ve ever seen, and long muscular legs. If you looked at Tina and I side by side from the neck down you would never know we are sisters. I am much shorter than her, with a thin build, and while my tits still aren’t huge, they fit well on my frame. From the neck up however Tina and I are near mirror images. We inherited our black hair, fair skin and green eyes from our mother’s side of the family.
Jason, my brother, at 21, looks more like our father. He is several inches over six feet, with the build and musculature of a quarterback. His hair is a sandy brown, his eyes a startling shade of blue. I’ve often thought to myself that my brother is quite handsome.
Both Jason and Tina come home during the summer semesters at school to work. Normally I love to see them, but I sensed tonight that their presence didn’t bode well for me.
My mother sat in the couch between Jason and Tina, and Daddy sat alone in his armchair. I stood in front of them, feeling smaller every second. Daddy’s voice was deep and thick with sleep when he finally spoke. “Where have you been Kara?” I swallowed a few times, trying to make my mouth work, but before I could answer he spoke again. “It doesn’t matter where you’ve been I suppose. I can see what you’ve been doing.”
My face flushed instantly at his insinuation. While I dressed provocatively, and often flirt, I am known as a cock tease only. I have never been with a man. “No Daddy, I .. “
“Be quiet Kara,” Daddy ordered quietly. “This family will not tolerate anymore of your behavior. This is the third time this week you have come home after curfew. Don’t think we didn’t notice. You brother and sister both abide by my rules and I expect the same from you. Your behavior shames this family, and thus the whole family will see you receive your punishment. Come here.”
Now I am not a stupid girl, I know when to fight and when to cut my losses. I could tell by the set of Daddy’s jaw that tonight it would be better not to argue. I walked slowly to his chair. “Take off your sweatshirt Kara, so your family can see how you have representing them.” Now I wanted to die, to disappear into the carpet. But slowly I grasped the hem of my shirt and lifted it over my head. I felt the pull of my shorts as they rode higher into my crotch with the stretching motion. I knew that Daddy could perfectly see the outline of my pussy lips, and that Mom, Jason and Tina could probably see half of my ass. My halter-top is tight, and rides up without constant correction. Now it is nestled comfortably just beneath my breasts. My nipples are hard, my skin flushed and I can imagine the image I represent now.
I hear my mother gasp, and see the frown on Dad’s face. “You look like a slut Kara. Did your mother and I raise you to be a slut?”
“No Sir,” I meekly reply.
“As your punishment you will receive forty spanks, ten by each member of the family. You will count each one out loud, and thank each person for helping to punish you. Do you understand?”
“Yes Sir,” I nearly sob. Spankings have always been a family affair. Daddy has always said that public humiliation stings longer, and so from the time I was a tiny girl the ritual has been the same. The one being spanked kneels down, puts their head on the floor and their bottom in the air. Everyone sits on the couch and watches Daddy spank. This is the first time that everyone has spanked someone. I know Daddy is really mad.
I slowly turn from him, and walk to the center of the living room. I drop to my knees, and lean down, placing my cheek against the harsh carpet. I feel the crotch of my shorts nearly disappear into my pussy, and I know that my lips, as well as most of my ass are probably visible. “Tina,” Daddy says, “you go first.”
My eyes are tightly shut and I hear Tina rise and move toward me. I feel her kneel next to me and place one hand on my bare back. She leans forward and whispers to me, “I can even smell you, slut.” Now I should explain that my sister and I don’t get along. Actually we pretty much hate each other, and I knew she would make this as painful as she could. She raised her hand and brought it down swift. SLAP!
I jumped in surprise at the strength of my sister. “One,” I began counting. SLAP! “Two.” SLAP! “Three.” Already I could feel my butt warming, the sting lingering after only the third blow. SLAP! “Four.” SLAP! “Five.” I felt the tingle begin - the same sensation that I feel when I’ve used my hairbrush on myself. I will it to go away. But it does not good, as the sixth, and seventh and eight blows fall, I feel my pussy pulse and moisten. SLAP! “Nine.” SLAP! “Ten.” My sister rises from next to me, and I open my eyes to see a smug smile on her face. “Thank you for helping to punish me Tina,” I whisper. She smiles wider, and I cant help but think how disappointed she would be if she knew how much I wanted it to continue.
I hear another person rise from the couch, and can tell by the quiet shuffle it is my mother. She kneels beside me, again places her hand on the small of my back. slap! Her hand falls much gentler than Tina’s. “One.” slap! “Two.” slap! “Three.” She is too gentle, and I find myself pushing back against her hand. I push back just as her hand falls, and contact is made with my pussy. slap! Just that slight tap against my already sensitive cunt makes me gasp, and I forget to count. My mother pulls back; sitting on her heels, and holds up her hand.
“Michael,” she says, holding up her hand. “I think she’s enjoying this.” You can see three drops of cum glistening on her fingers, and she wipes them on the back of my leg. My Dad rises swiftly from his chair and closes the gap between us in three long strides. His hand is suddenly between my legs and rubbing, and again I moan aloud and thrust automatically toward him. He withdraws his hand and lifts it to his face, sniffing.
“What a whore,” he spits. His fist is suddenly in my hair, dragging me upward. He whips me around to face my family. “Do you like this Kara? Do you like being spanked?” When I don’t answer he shakes me hard. “Answer me girl? Are you a slut how gets off from being spanked by her own family?” Again I don’t answer, and he shakes harder, pain shooting through my skull.
“Yes,” I whisper.
“Say it louder whore.”
“Yes Daddy.” As soon as the words are from my mouth, he releases me.
His movement are quick, and without a chance to resist at all I find my shirt pulled over my head and my shorts around my ankles. “Well Kara, if you are going to act like a slut, then we are going to treat you like one.” He grasps my hair again, pulling me down to the floor. He releases the tie of his bathrobe and lets it fall open. His cock is eye level with me, large and straining against his briefs. “Suck it slut,” he orders.
I glance quickly at my mother, and see that not only her, but Jason and Tina as well are looking on in rapture. Their mouths are slightly open, breathing hard. Jason’s hand is on his crotch, rubbing slightly.
I turn back to Daddy and find he has released his cock. It is only maybe six inches long, but it is as wide as a soda bottle. He pulls my head toward him, and I barely have time to take a breath before his dick is in my mouth. He moans aloud, his other hand coming also to rest within my hair. “That’s it Kara, show Daddy what a slut you are.”
I have no choice, he is fucking my face - thrusting forward with his hips and pulling me to him by my hair. I am suddenly overwhelmed by the fact I’m sucking my Daddy’s penis, and slight tremors run through me. I release my subconscious grip on Daddy’s thighs and one hand goes to my left breast, pinching and tugging at the nipple. The other goes to my pussy, I feel the wet trails on my thighs, as I plunge three fingers upward.
Daddy’s humping motion rocks us both, and the thrust of my hand matches tempo with his cock. My lips barely fit around it, my teeth gently scr****g how and then, and when that happens his hand momentarily fists tighter in my hair.
Suddenly he stops, releasing me. The taste of pre-cum is on my lips and I want more. I want to suck my father’s dick more than I’ve ever wanted anything. Again, before I could make a move, Daddy is moving. He comes behind me, grabbing my hair, and pushes me toward the couch. I see Tina, once hand beneath her tee shirt, and I know she is probably pulling on her nipples, like I was moments earlier. Mom’s hands are clasped tightly between her thighs, and she is rocking slightly back and forth. Jason sits between then, one hand in his shorts, open jacking his cock. “Take out your brothers dick,” Daddy commands. “Suck him.” I don’t have to be told twice, and pull him hastily free of his clothes. His dick is longer than Daddy’s, but not nearly as fat. If feel more like a popsicle.
I feel Jason’s hands replace Dads and then Dad’s hands on my hips. I realize suddenly what he means to do. I am scared now - I’m a cock virgin, and I don’t think Daddy can fit inside me. I pull away from Jason, “Daddy no!” I receive a quick, sharp slap on the ass.
“Put that dick back in your mouth Kara!”
“Daddy please, I’ve never done that before Daddy! You’re too big. Daddy please!” He laughs at me.
“You expect me to believe a slut like you has never had a dick in her? You suck your father and brother off without any objection, and expect me to believe you’ve never fucked anybody? Spread your legs Kara, or we’ll do it the hard way.” Try as I might I couldn’t bring myself to move, I was paralyzed. Daddy’s hand was suddenly back on my head, thrusting me down into Jason’s lap. His public hair tickled, an I could feel the hardness of his half satisfied cock against my cheek. “Tina, Mary - grab her arms.” I feel them, my sister and mother, holding me down. I feel Daddy’s knee come between my legs. My wetness has slicked the entire inside of my legs, and he slides easily between. He has me open now, my tight pink slit open to him. I am trembling, I am afraid, but I need it so bad. I turn my face and again take Jason’s cock in my mouth. I feel Daddy’s hands spreading my ass, and then his moan of pleasure. He is rubbing against me now - sliding his thick cock up and down my wet pussy lips. I feel him stop, just at the entrance, the large mushroom head gently pushing against me. He rocks back and forth, and in time with Jason’s thrusting, works the tip of his cock inside his little girl. I am moaning into my brother’s crotch now, sucking for all I’m worth. I’ve never been so full. Mom eases her grip on my arm, and I quickly pull my hand free, pressing it against her flannel covered mound. She moans aloud, and I find Tina releasing my other arm, and placing it herself against her bare pussy. Daddy is pushing deeper, thrusting a little harder each time, and Jason’s grip is tightening in my hair. I fingers find the folds of Tina’s damp pussy, and she is kneeling over my hand now, lunging herself up and down on my digits. Mom raises her gown and the fingers of my other hand slip beneath the elastic of her panties and into her warm, hairy bush. Daddy’s hands are on my hips, pulling me - and I can feel my pussy stretching wide. I raise my head just enough to encourage him.
“Yes Daddy, fuck me! Harder Daddy, give me all your fat cock.” I slide my tongue back over Jason’s dick, just as Daddy buries all of himself in me with one final shove. I am so full of cock at his moment, so aware of the thickness of the cum coating my fingers from my mother and sister, that I cannot stop the orgasm. It washes over me, making me spasm around my Daddy, my hands and arms trembling. I suck in, trying to breathe through Jason’s meat. I feel him trembling too, and suddenly my mouth is filled with cum, warm and sweet, sliding down my throat. It sends me into a second orgasm, and I hump back against Daddy, moaning aloud, cum dribbling down my chin as Daddy empties his cock into my virgin womb.
I collapse into Jason’s arms, feel Daddy pull his dick from me. He gently turns me around, and lifts me off the floor, settling me in Jason’s arms. He stands before me, raising his limp dick and says, “Be a good little slut and clean Daddy up.”
I look down at my Daddy’s cock to see my virgin blood. I had forgotten, until that moment. I look up into his eyes and see both firmness and apology there. “Don’t argue Baby,” he whispers as he placed his hand on the back of my head and guides me forward. I can taste my juices on him, a mixture of metallic blood, and wet excitement. I can smell the musk of him, and taste the tang of cum. A shiver runs through my body, peaking my nipples. My pussy is slightly sore, more of an ache than a pain. And already I find myself wanting my Daddy again. I attack him, sucking hard, twirling my tongue around the head of his cock. I sc**** my teeth gently on the underside of his head; feel him swelling again in my mouth. I feel hands on my hips, but Daddy’s hands are fisted in my hair and I cannot turn my head. I feel a dick then, pressing at my tender lips. I know now that Jason is there, coating himself with my cum. His fingers tighten on my hips, pulling me back toward him as he thrusts forward. He enters me in one jab, and the sensitivity of my newly fucked pussy doesn’t mind that he is smaller than Daddy. Wave after wave of pleasure rolls through me, and I moan and cry around the edges of my Daddy’s cock.
“You haven’t given her her spanking yet Jason, “ Daddy mumbles. “Give it to her now.” SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! The blows come hard and quick, giving me no time to recover from them individually. I am jumping with each connection of Jason’s hand, and then thrusting myself back toward him, feeling his long, thin cock in the farthest depths of me.
I reach between Daddy’s legs, cup his massive balls in my hand. I love the heavy weight of them - the softness of the skin, against my chin. I trail my fingernails over then, causing shivers. “Oh, yes baby girl,” he moans aloud. Jason continues behind me - SLAP! SLAP! My ten spanks have come and gone, and still Jason slaps my ass, and still the hot, tenderness excites me.
I am proud then, to be making both my Daddy and brother feel so good. I tighten my pussy around my brother’s cock, and use my free hand to grip the base of Daddy’s shaft. I use it in sync with my mouth, sliding up and down, as if I have two wet, warm pussies. I knead his balls with my other hand, trying to milk the cum from him. I want to feel it from both ends - the flooding of my womb and mouth with hot, sticky family cum. These thoughts send me over the edge rapidly. And I spasm for only the second time in my life, around a cock.
Jason is leaning over me then, arms wrapped around my waist as he bucks and writhers over me. Daddy’s hands pull lightly at my hair, and I stop sucking long enough to say, “Give me your sperm Daddy. Your little slut wants all of Daddy’s hot juice. Cum in your ...”
Before I can even finish Daddy’s begins. I can’t get my mouth over his head in time, and rather than sliding down my throat Daddy’s cum sprays all over my face. The first shot hits me in the cheek, sliding down - the salty taste reaching the edge of my mouth. The second and third shots hit me in the forehead, running down my face. Daddy is watching, his mouth hanging open, gasping for air. His cheeks are flushed, eyes bright. He reaches a hand down, stopped a small trail of cum from flowing into my eye. He scoops it up onto his finger, and presses his finger to my lips. I take it into my mouth, keeping eye contact with Daddy the whole time.
His cum is salty, as is the skin of his hand. He tastes male. Jason peels away from me - the cold air hitting my ass in a blissful gust. They release me, both staggering to their feet. I sit back on my heels. Both hands move to my face and begin to scoop away Daddy’s cum. When both hands are coated, I reach behind me and rub my ass. The skin welcomes the smooth texture, and a small sigh escapes my lips. I open my eyes to find my whole family watching me.
Daddy is sitting in his armchair again. His legs are spread and his fat, soft cock lies shinning between his legs. Jason has taken a seat on one end of the sofa, and is slowly stroking his cock again. I look to my Mom and Tina last, and find both of them naked as well. Tina’s head is cradled in Mom’s lap, her lips suckling at one long nipple. Mom has a hand between her legs, and even from my distance it is easy to see the cum she has coaxed from Tina’s shaven pussy.
I feel the tingling in my stomach, and cannot believe that I am still hungry for sex. I cannot take my eyes from my Mom’s hand, gliding smoothly in and out of my sister’s bald cunt. I crawl across the floor to get a closer look. At my approach, Tina spreads her legs wider. I see Mom has three fingers moving in and out of my sister. Her lips have drops of cum clinging to them, and are dark pink. I lick my lips u*********sly.
Mom raises her hand to me, extending one finger. I take it in my mouth, tasting another pussy for the first time. Tina tastes like me. I murmer my approval, and reach to hold Mom’s hand still. Slowly, savoring every taste, I clean Mom’s fingers. I am about to lean over my sister, to lick my first pussy when my father calls me.
"Kara. You have received your punishment from everyone but me. Come here." I want so bad to bury myself inbetween my sisters legs, to slide my tongue deep into her cunt and dig out her cum. To suckle at my mothers breast next to Tina. But I turn and crawl naked across the carpet to my Dad.
He pulls me up, lying me over his lap, my swollen, red pussy bare to my families view. "You will count your spanks aloud, and thank me when I have finished." Daddy says.
His hand touches me and I jump, expecting a harsh blow. Rather he slides gently across me, barely touching my red skin at all. His other hand reaches across my back to join and he traces Jason's handprints, blowing now and then to cool the skin. Slowly one hand slides down my ass crack. The farther down it does, the deeper it reaches, and soon it is teasing my asshole - pushing and then relenting. SLAP! I gasp when the first spank comes. "One." Daddy continues caressing, his finger pushing slighly inside my tiny butthole. SLAP! "Two!" I jump now. The combination of the gentlness and pain catches my breath. SLAP! "Three!" As his hand leaves its third print, a finger slides suddenly into my pussy. SLAP! SLAP! "Four, five!" I cry in quickly with Daddy's hand.
I am panting now - wriggling on his lap, begging and pleading all at once. My body is highly tuned - sensitive to every move my Daddy makes. His thumb find my clit, pressing hard - delivering three more blows in rapid succession. "Six, seven, eight!"
I am trembling now. I can hardly move I'm so filled with anticipation. "Please Daddy! Please make me cum - please punish your bad little girl!" I plead.
His right hand continues to play with my clit - teasing now. His left, tracing circles. "Daddy, " I whimper again. "Daddy, please!"
I feel his left hand rise - know what is coming, and the anticipation makes it even sweeter. SLAP! He pulls his hand away from my clit, at the same instant. "Nine!" I cry out in frustration. He knew I was about to cum.
He slides his hand back up to my ass, a finger again probing at my puckered hole. He slide it into the first knuckle. I know with the slightest touch of this hand to my clit of bare cheeks I will come violently.
He is plunging in and out of my ass - I am begging, demanding, then crying. SLAP! His thumb comes down hard on my clit again, the thrusting in my ass increasing speed - and I explode.
I feel myself squirt all over Daddy's hand and leg, but cannot stop. I buck and wriggle and dance over his lap, riding wave after wave of pleasure. It last forever, like a spiral, twisting around and around, until I land again on Daddy's lap. I can barely move - feel as if I will never do so again.
I lif my head just enough to make eye contact. "Thank you for my spanking Daddy."
The porch light was out when I came up the walk. That means trouble. It means that Mom or Dad woke up sometime after my curfew and realized I still wasn’t home. Not that I think I need a curfew - after all I am eighteen. But Daddy says as long as I’m still living under his roof then I’ll abide by his rules. I leave for college in one month, so I guess I can live with it until then.
I bend over, quite a feat in the clothes I’m wearing and lift the doormat to find the key. I can’t see anything since the light is out, and it takes several minutes for me to determine the key isn’t there anymore. They must be really pissed.
It is nearly 3 am, and I was supposed to be in a 12:30. My friend Laura and I were at this rave and just totally lost track of time. Normally I change before I come home from a party, but this time I just threw a baggy sweatshirt over my halter-top and coochie cutters. All that peaks from beneath the sweatshirt is a tiny triangle of fabric in front, and the round bottom of my tight little ass cheeks. I do a little tug, to straighten myself out as I rise from the mat. The shorts are tight, and have been pressing against my pussy lips all night. I could smell myself driving home in the car. All I could think about on the drive home, was that I hoped that no one noticed I was so late coming home, and that I desperately needed to play with my pussy. Now I know both hopes are dashed. I’m going to have to knock on the door to get let in, and the resulting fight will ensure I don’t get to shove anything in my box for several hours.
Just as I am about to knock I see the living room light come on inside. I see Mom’s small, thin shape winding toward me in the darkness and say thanks it is not Daddy awake. She opens the door, her mouth a thin line of disapproval. I walk through the open door, pulling my sweatshirt lower, hoping she wont notice. “You’ve really done it this time Kara Nicole,” she scolds. “Your father is furious. He’s waiting for you in the living room.”
We stand there for an awkward moment, before she turns and goes into the living room. I follow her, pulling hard on my sweatshirt. I know the second I am in full light my mother will be as angry as my father. I turn the corner and stop abruptly, for not only is my father waiting in the living room, but my sister and brother as well. Tina is 20 - a tall girl with an athletic build. She has small, high breasts with the largest nipples I’ve ever seen, and long muscular legs. If you looked at Tina and I side by side from the neck down you would never know we are sisters. I am much shorter than her, with a thin build, and while my tits still aren’t huge, they fit well on my frame. From the neck up however Tina and I are near mirror images. We inherited our black hair, fair skin and green eyes from our mother’s side of the family.
Jason, my brother, at 21, looks more like our father. He is several inches over six feet, with the build and musculature of a quarterback. His hair is a sandy brown, his eyes a startling shade of blue. I’ve often thought to myself that my brother is quite handsome.
Both Jason and Tina come home during the summer semesters at school to work. Normally I love to see them, but I sensed tonight that their presence didn’t bode well for me.
My mother sat in the couch between Jason and Tina, and Daddy sat alone in his armchair. I stood in front of them, feeling smaller every second. Daddy’s voice was deep and thick with sleep when he finally spoke. “Where have you been Kara?” I swallowed a few times, trying to make my mouth work, but before I could answer he spoke again. “It doesn’t matter where you’ve been I suppose. I can see what you’ve been doing.”
My face flushed instantly at his insinuation. While I dressed provocatively, and often flirt, I am known as a cock tease only. I have never been with a man. “No Daddy, I .. “
“Be quiet Kara,” Daddy ordered quietly. “This family will not tolerate anymore of your behavior. This is the third time this week you have come home after curfew. Don’t think we didn’t notice. You brother and sister both abide by my rules and I expect the same from you. Your behavior shames this family, and thus the whole family will see you receive your punishment. Come here.”
Now I am not a stupid girl, I know when to fight and when to cut my losses. I could tell by the set of Daddy’s jaw that tonight it would be better not to argue. I walked slowly to his chair. “Take off your sweatshirt Kara, so your family can see how you have representing them.” Now I wanted to die, to disappear into the carpet. But slowly I grasped the hem of my shirt and lifted it over my head. I felt the pull of my shorts as they rode higher into my crotch with the stretching motion. I knew that Daddy could perfectly see the outline of my pussy lips, and that Mom, Jason and Tina could probably see half of my ass. My halter-top is tight, and rides up without constant correction. Now it is nestled comfortably just beneath my breasts. My nipples are hard, my skin flushed and I can imagine the image I represent now.
I hear my mother gasp, and see the frown on Dad’s face. “You look like a slut Kara. Did your mother and I raise you to be a slut?”
“No Sir,” I meekly reply.
“As your punishment you will receive forty spanks, ten by each member of the family. You will count each one out loud, and thank each person for helping to punish you. Do you understand?”
“Yes Sir,” I nearly sob. Spankings have always been a family affair. Daddy has always said that public humiliation stings longer, and so from the time I was a tiny girl the ritual has been the same. The one being spanked kneels down, puts their head on the floor and their bottom in the air. Everyone sits on the couch and watches Daddy spank. This is the first time that everyone has spanked someone. I know Daddy is really mad.
I slowly turn from him, and walk to the center of the living room. I drop to my knees, and lean down, placing my cheek against the harsh carpet. I feel the crotch of my shorts nearly disappear into my pussy, and I know that my lips, as well as most of my ass are probably visible. “Tina,” Daddy says, “you go first.”
My eyes are tightly shut and I hear Tina rise and move toward me. I feel her kneel next to me and place one hand on my bare back. She leans forward and whispers to me, “I can even smell you, slut.” Now I should explain that my sister and I don’t get along. Actually we pretty much hate each other, and I knew she would make this as painful as she could. She raised her hand and brought it down swift. SLAP!
I jumped in surprise at the strength of my sister. “One,” I began counting. SLAP! “Two.” SLAP! “Three.” Already I could feel my butt warming, the sting lingering after only the third blow. SLAP! “Four.” SLAP! “Five.” I felt the tingle begin - the same sensation that I feel when I’ve used my hairbrush on myself. I will it to go away. But it does not good, as the sixth, and seventh and eight blows fall, I feel my pussy pulse and moisten. SLAP! “Nine.” SLAP! “Ten.” My sister rises from next to me, and I open my eyes to see a smug smile on her face. “Thank you for helping to punish me Tina,” I whisper. She smiles wider, and I cant help but think how disappointed she would be if she knew how much I wanted it to continue.
I hear another person rise from the couch, and can tell by the quiet shuffle it is my mother. She kneels beside me, again places her hand on the small of my back. slap! Her hand falls much gentler than Tina’s. “One.” slap! “Two.” slap! “Three.” She is too gentle, and I find myself pushing back against her hand. I push back just as her hand falls, and contact is made with my pussy. slap! Just that slight tap against my already sensitive cunt makes me gasp, and I forget to count. My mother pulls back; sitting on her heels, and holds up her hand.
“Michael,” she says, holding up her hand. “I think she’s enjoying this.” You can see three drops of cum glistening on her fingers, and she wipes them on the back of my leg. My Dad rises swiftly from his chair and closes the gap between us in three long strides. His hand is suddenly between my legs and rubbing, and again I moan aloud and thrust automatically toward him. He withdraws his hand and lifts it to his face, sniffing.
“What a whore,” he spits. His fist is suddenly in my hair, dragging me upward. He whips me around to face my family. “Do you like this Kara? Do you like being spanked?” When I don’t answer he shakes me hard. “Answer me girl? Are you a slut how gets off from being spanked by her own family?” Again I don’t answer, and he shakes harder, pain shooting through my skull.
“Yes,” I whisper.
“Say it louder whore.”
“Yes Daddy.” As soon as the words are from my mouth, he releases me.
His movement are quick, and without a chance to resist at all I find my shirt pulled over my head and my shorts around my ankles. “Well Kara, if you are going to act like a slut, then we are going to treat you like one.” He grasps my hair again, pulling me down to the floor. He releases the tie of his bathrobe and lets it fall open. His cock is eye level with me, large and straining against his briefs. “Suck it slut,” he orders.
I glance quickly at my mother, and see that not only her, but Jason and Tina as well are looking on in rapture. Their mouths are slightly open, breathing hard. Jason’s hand is on his crotch, rubbing slightly.
I turn back to Daddy and find he has released his cock. It is only maybe six inches long, but it is as wide as a soda bottle. He pulls my head toward him, and I barely have time to take a breath before his dick is in my mouth. He moans aloud, his other hand coming also to rest within my hair. “That’s it Kara, show Daddy what a slut you are.”
I have no choice, he is fucking my face - thrusting forward with his hips and pulling me to him by my hair. I am suddenly overwhelmed by the fact I’m sucking my Daddy’s penis, and slight tremors run through me. I release my subconscious grip on Daddy’s thighs and one hand goes to my left breast, pinching and tugging at the nipple. The other goes to my pussy, I feel the wet trails on my thighs, as I plunge three fingers upward.
Daddy’s humping motion rocks us both, and the thrust of my hand matches tempo with his cock. My lips barely fit around it, my teeth gently scr****g how and then, and when that happens his hand momentarily fists tighter in my hair.
Suddenly he stops, releasing me. The taste of pre-cum is on my lips and I want more. I want to suck my father’s dick more than I’ve ever wanted anything. Again, before I could make a move, Daddy is moving. He comes behind me, grabbing my hair, and pushes me toward the couch. I see Tina, once hand beneath her tee shirt, and I know she is probably pulling on her nipples, like I was moments earlier. Mom’s hands are clasped tightly between her thighs, and she is rocking slightly back and forth. Jason sits between then, one hand in his shorts, open jacking his cock. “Take out your brothers dick,” Daddy commands. “Suck him.” I don’t have to be told twice, and pull him hastily free of his clothes. His dick is longer than Daddy’s, but not nearly as fat. If feel more like a popsicle.
I feel Jason’s hands replace Dads and then Dad’s hands on my hips. I realize suddenly what he means to do. I am scared now - I’m a cock virgin, and I don’t think Daddy can fit inside me. I pull away from Jason, “Daddy no!” I receive a quick, sharp slap on the ass.
“Put that dick back in your mouth Kara!”
“Daddy please, I’ve never done that before Daddy! You’re too big. Daddy please!” He laughs at me.
“You expect me to believe a slut like you has never had a dick in her? You suck your father and brother off without any objection, and expect me to believe you’ve never fucked anybody? Spread your legs Kara, or we’ll do it the hard way.” Try as I might I couldn’t bring myself to move, I was paralyzed. Daddy’s hand was suddenly back on my head, thrusting me down into Jason’s lap. His public hair tickled, an I could feel the hardness of his half satisfied cock against my cheek. “Tina, Mary - grab her arms.” I feel them, my sister and mother, holding me down. I feel Daddy’s knee come between my legs. My wetness has slicked the entire inside of my legs, and he slides easily between. He has me open now, my tight pink slit open to him. I am trembling, I am afraid, but I need it so bad. I turn my face and again take Jason’s cock in my mouth. I feel Daddy’s hands spreading my ass, and then his moan of pleasure. He is rubbing against me now - sliding his thick cock up and down my wet pussy lips. I feel him stop, just at the entrance, the large mushroom head gently pushing against me. He rocks back and forth, and in time with Jason’s thrusting, works the tip of his cock inside his little girl. I am moaning into my brother’s crotch now, sucking for all I’m worth. I’ve never been so full. Mom eases her grip on my arm, and I quickly pull my hand free, pressing it against her flannel covered mound. She moans aloud, and I find Tina releasing my other arm, and placing it herself against her bare pussy. Daddy is pushing deeper, thrusting a little harder each time, and Jason’s grip is tightening in my hair. I fingers find the folds of Tina’s damp pussy, and she is kneeling over my hand now, lunging herself up and down on my digits. Mom raises her gown and the fingers of my other hand slip beneath the elastic of her panties and into her warm, hairy bush. Daddy’s hands are on my hips, pulling me - and I can feel my pussy stretching wide. I raise my head just enough to encourage him.
“Yes Daddy, fuck me! Harder Daddy, give me all your fat cock.” I slide my tongue back over Jason’s dick, just as Daddy buries all of himself in me with one final shove. I am so full of cock at his moment, so aware of the thickness of the cum coating my fingers from my mother and sister, that I cannot stop the orgasm. It washes over me, making me spasm around my Daddy, my hands and arms trembling. I suck in, trying to breathe through Jason’s meat. I feel him trembling too, and suddenly my mouth is filled with cum, warm and sweet, sliding down my throat. It sends me into a second orgasm, and I hump back against Daddy, moaning aloud, cum dribbling down my chin as Daddy empties his cock into my virgin womb.
I collapse into Jason’s arms, feel Daddy pull his dick from me. He gently turns me around, and lifts me off the floor, settling me in Jason’s arms. He stands before me, raising his limp dick and says, “Be a good little slut and clean Daddy up.”
I look down at my Daddy’s cock to see my virgin blood. I had forgotten, until that moment. I look up into his eyes and see both firmness and apology there. “Don’t argue Baby,” he whispers as he placed his hand on the back of my head and guides me forward. I can taste my juices on him, a mixture of metallic blood, and wet excitement. I can smell the musk of him, and taste the tang of cum. A shiver runs through my body, peaking my nipples. My pussy is slightly sore, more of an ache than a pain. And already I find myself wanting my Daddy again. I attack him, sucking hard, twirling my tongue around the head of his cock. I sc**** my teeth gently on the underside of his head; feel him swelling again in my mouth. I feel hands on my hips, but Daddy’s hands are fisted in my hair and I cannot turn my head. I feel a dick then, pressing at my tender lips. I know now that Jason is there, coating himself with my cum. His fingers tighten on my hips, pulling me back toward him as he thrusts forward. He enters me in one jab, and the sensitivity of my newly fucked pussy doesn’t mind that he is smaller than Daddy. Wave after wave of pleasure rolls through me, and I moan and cry around the edges of my Daddy’s cock.
“You haven’t given her her spanking yet Jason, “ Daddy mumbles. “Give it to her now.” SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! The blows come hard and quick, giving me no time to recover from them individually. I am jumping with each connection of Jason’s hand, and then thrusting myself back toward him, feeling his long, thin cock in the farthest depths of me.
I reach between Daddy’s legs, cup his massive balls in my hand. I love the heavy weight of them - the softness of the skin, against my chin. I trail my fingernails over then, causing shivers. “Oh, yes baby girl,” he moans aloud. Jason continues behind me - SLAP! SLAP! My ten spanks have come and gone, and still Jason slaps my ass, and still the hot, tenderness excites me.
I am proud then, to be making both my Daddy and brother feel so good. I tighten my pussy around my brother’s cock, and use my free hand to grip the base of Daddy’s shaft. I use it in sync with my mouth, sliding up and down, as if I have two wet, warm pussies. I knead his balls with my other hand, trying to milk the cum from him. I want to feel it from both ends - the flooding of my womb and mouth with hot, sticky family cum. These thoughts send me over the edge rapidly. And I spasm for only the second time in my life, around a cock.
Jason is leaning over me then, arms wrapped around my waist as he bucks and writhers over me. Daddy’s hands pull lightly at my hair, and I stop sucking long enough to say, “Give me your sperm Daddy. Your little slut wants all of Daddy’s hot juice. Cum in your ...”
Before I can even finish Daddy’s begins. I can’t get my mouth over his head in time, and rather than sliding down my throat Daddy’s cum sprays all over my face. The first shot hits me in the cheek, sliding down - the salty taste reaching the edge of my mouth. The second and third shots hit me in the forehead, running down my face. Daddy is watching, his mouth hanging open, gasping for air. His cheeks are flushed, eyes bright. He reaches a hand down, stopped a small trail of cum from flowing into my eye. He scoops it up onto his finger, and presses his finger to my lips. I take it into my mouth, keeping eye contact with Daddy the whole time.
His cum is salty, as is the skin of his hand. He tastes male. Jason peels away from me - the cold air hitting my ass in a blissful gust. They release me, both staggering to their feet. I sit back on my heels. Both hands move to my face and begin to scoop away Daddy’s cum. When both hands are coated, I reach behind me and rub my ass. The skin welcomes the smooth texture, and a small sigh escapes my lips. I open my eyes to find my whole family watching me.
Daddy is sitting in his armchair again. His legs are spread and his fat, soft cock lies shinning between his legs. Jason has taken a seat on one end of the sofa, and is slowly stroking his cock again. I look to my Mom and Tina last, and find both of them naked as well. Tina’s head is cradled in Mom’s lap, her lips suckling at one long nipple. Mom has a hand between her legs, and even from my distance it is easy to see the cum she has coaxed from Tina’s shaven pussy.
I feel the tingling in my stomach, and cannot believe that I am still hungry for sex. I cannot take my eyes from my Mom’s hand, gliding smoothly in and out of my sister’s bald cunt. I crawl across the floor to get a closer look. At my approach, Tina spreads her legs wider. I see Mom has three fingers moving in and out of my sister. Her lips have drops of cum clinging to them, and are dark pink. I lick my lips u*********sly.
Mom raises her hand to me, extending one finger. I take it in my mouth, tasting another pussy for the first time. Tina tastes like me. I murmer my approval, and reach to hold Mom’s hand still. Slowly, savoring every taste, I clean Mom’s fingers. I am about to lean over my sister, to lick my first pussy when my father calls me.
"Kara. You have received your punishment from everyone but me. Come here." I want so bad to bury myself inbetween my sisters legs, to slide my tongue deep into her cunt and dig out her cum. To suckle at my mothers breast next to Tina. But I turn and crawl naked across the carpet to my Dad.
He pulls me up, lying me over his lap, my swollen, red pussy bare to my families view. "You will count your spanks aloud, and thank me when I have finished." Daddy says.
His hand touches me and I jump, expecting a harsh blow. Rather he slides gently across me, barely touching my red skin at all. His other hand reaches across my back to join and he traces Jason's handprints, blowing now and then to cool the skin. Slowly one hand slides down my ass crack. The farther down it does, the deeper it reaches, and soon it is teasing my asshole - pushing and then relenting. SLAP! I gasp when the first spank comes. "One." Daddy continues caressing, his finger pushing slighly inside my tiny butthole. SLAP! "Two!" I jump now. The combination of the gentlness and pain catches my breath. SLAP! "Three!" As his hand leaves its third print, a finger slides suddenly into my pussy. SLAP! SLAP! "Four, five!" I cry in quickly with Daddy's hand.
I am panting now - wriggling on his lap, begging and pleading all at once. My body is highly tuned - sensitive to every move my Daddy makes. His thumb find my clit, pressing hard - delivering three more blows in rapid succession. "Six, seven, eight!"
I am trembling now. I can hardly move I'm so filled with anticipation. "Please Daddy! Please make me cum - please punish your bad little girl!" I plead.
His right hand continues to play with my clit - teasing now. His left, tracing circles. "Daddy, " I whimper again. "Daddy, please!"
I feel his left hand rise - know what is coming, and the anticipation makes it even sweeter. SLAP! He pulls his hand away from my clit, at the same instant. "Nine!" I cry out in frustration. He knew I was about to cum.
He slides his hand back up to my ass, a finger again probing at my puckered hole. He slide it into the first knuckle. I know with the slightest touch of this hand to my clit of bare cheeks I will come violently.
He is plunging in and out of my ass - I am begging, demanding, then crying. SLAP! His thumb comes down hard on my clit again, the thrusting in my ass increasing speed - and I explode.
I feel myself squirt all over Daddy's hand and leg, but cannot stop. I buck and wriggle and dance over his lap, riding wave after wave of pleasure. It last forever, like a spiral, twisting around and around, until I land again on Daddy's lap. I can barely move - feel as if I will never do so again.
I lif my head just enough to make eye contact. "Thank you for my spanking Daddy."
Stevie
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