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Abigail Meyer

I raced away from my house—and my brother, sister, and my bonker friends who were having an orgy in my living room.

It was so nuts. Why would the other three members of my gymnastic squad and my big sister become whores for my big brother? My virgin flesh burned with unnatural lusts because of them. It was filthy. So disgusting. How could they all writhe together and do things together?

Incest was bad enough, but they were also doing lezzie stuff.

I didn’t have my license despite being eighteen—I shouldn’t be driving Mom’s car while she was on her cruise—but I had to get away. I had to get to Miss Barbara’s house. She was my Sunday School teacher and the preacher’s wife. She would be able to give me advice.

And refuge.

I couldn’t go home as long as my brother was there. He would just try to get me to do wicked things. I had to stay away from all of it. This was just so bonkers. I took a turn, fighting to keep a hold of the steering wheel. I whimpered, glad I didn’t have to go far.

I took another turn onto the street. I was almost there.

A woman laughed.

I whipped my head around. Where had that come from? There was no one in the car. The radio wasn’t on, right? No, no, it was off. So where had that come from? I felt like something was watching me. Something evil.

I shivered. This was all so creepy. I just had to escape this madness.

I pulled up to Reverend Tyson’s house. I hoped at least Miss Barbara was home. The reverend was probably out, but his wife should be here. I threw open the door, not even bothering to turn the car off. I sprinted for the front door.

That amused laughter echoed around me. I reached the porch, whipping my head around. What was that? I rubbed at my arms, glaring at the street and the front yard. It was a neat yard with gardenias and lilies planted in the front yard and a lovely rhododendron bush that had its green leaves but no flowers. It was December.

I rang the doorbell, my body shaking. I was here. I had escaped. It opened and Miss Barbara was there. The Black woman who had been like a second mother to me. She had taught me all about how Jesus loved me. Whenever I had a problem, she was there.

“Child,” she gasped.

“M-Miss Barbara!” I gasped and threw myself into her. I buried my face into her chest and started crying.

“Oh, child, what’s wrong?” she asked, pulling me inside and closing the door behind me. She did that all with me clinging to her. She held me. “What is it, Abby? Shhh, I’m here.”

“It’s… it’s…” I lifted my gaze, my vision blurry with my tears. “It’s an orgy at my house!”

“An orgy, child?” She gave an exasperated look. “It’s that sister of yours. She always did have the devil in her. I swear.”

“And my brother!” I gasped.

“Joseph?” she said in surprise. She blinked and a smile spread on her lips. I thought I heard whispering, but that was just our clothes rustling together. “What about him? I thought he was away at college.”

“He’s back,” I gasped. “And he’s having an orgy with my sister and the girls on my gymnastic squad. They’re doing it. Together. My brother. The girls. All of them. They’re doing horrible things. I heard them. I had to get away from them. They wanted me to join their lewdness. They wanted me to stop being pure.”

“Oh, child,” Miss Barbara said, sounding exasperated. She tightened her hold on me. “Why didn’t you just join them?”

I froze and stared at her in shock. “Join their… orgy. They were…”

“Fucking,” the preacher’s wife said bluntly. “So I gathered, child. I’m not an innocent lamb. I’ve lived in the world. So, why didn’t you join them.”

“Miss Barbara!” I squeaked in shock as I heard that laughter again.

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Ashtoreth

I howled with laughter. This was so deliciously amusing.

“Why didn’t you stay and join the orgy?” I whispered into the Black woman’s ear. She had never cheated on her husband, but she hadn’t gone to her wedding bed a virgin. She never told her husband she’d slipped up at a party before they met. Eighteen, and she let a guy finger her before sucking him off. It was enough to ruin her purity.

“Why didn’t you stay and join the orgy, child?” the preacher’s wife asked, completely under my power. She didn’t stand a chance. I wanted to corrupt the cutie too much to let anything stop me.

“Why didn’t you be a slut, too?” I whispered, my power flowing into the preacher’s wife. “I would love to be Joseph’s slut.”

“Why didn’t you be a slut, too?” Miss Barbara asked, holding the girl. “I would love to be Joseph’s slut, child.”

“Miss Barbara,” whined the little girl. Oh, she was physically and legally an adult at eighteen, but she still had that wonderful purity. But it was crumbling. The alabaster facade cracked. Soon, it would crumble away leaving her exposed to her desires.

“Kiss her. Show her how amazing it is to be a slut.”

“Let me show you how amazing it is to be a slut, child,” Miss Barbara purred and leaned to try and kiss the girl.

Abigail squirmed in the woman’s arms and broke free. She backed away, this look of horror on her face. It was so priceless. I smiled at what I saw out the door. My pussy clenched and my entire body shook. I slid my hand between my thighs and rubbed at my slick slit.

What a wonderful day this was. I so loved corrupting Yahweh’s creations.

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Joseph Meyer

I ran from the house at a full sprint. I knew just where my little sister was going. The reverend’s house. Miss Barbara. Abigail had always been close to our Sunday School teacher. She was a gorgeous, Black MILF that I was very much looking forward to seeing again.

I would show Miss Barbara I had grown up into being a man.

Abigail might be the only woman who wasn’t a slut in the whole world, and that made me want her even more. I craved to make her mine. To make her the centerpiece of my harem. The one that I prized over any other.

The only one I had to conquer. The one I had to win. That made her so special.

I pounded down the street, knowing where she would go. She would beat me there, but it wasn’t that far, and there were several shortcuts I could take on foot. I darted down a narrow alley that burst out onto a path that ran along a creek through a field. It was all wetlands that were protected.

I reached the other side and took a right. I was already winded. I rounded the corner and spotted Mom’s car in Reverend Tyson’s driveway. God, I hoped the reverend was here to see me fucking his faithful wife. My dick was so hard.

But even more, I wanted Abigail to see even our wholesome Sunday School teacher was truly a slut. Then she could surrender to her lusts. Abigail would throw herself at me. She would be mine. I wanted to fill her with my cock.

With my seed.

I ran down the street as fast as I could. I reached the car. It was running. Idiot girl. I turned off the car and pocketed the keys. Then I rushed to the door, my heart pounding. I reached for the knob when I heard a shout inside.

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Abigail Meyer

“What’s wrong with you, Miss Barbara!” I gasped, baking away from the preacher’s wife. My entire body shook. She tried to kiss me.

“I just want to be your brother’s slut,” she moaned. “Oh, he’s so handsome. Your brother is a stud. The things I would do for him.”

“No, no, no,” I whimpered, shaking my head. I almost heard whispering.

“Don’t you think your brother is handsome?” She advanced on me. I hit the door. “Does he have a big dick? I bet he does.”

My cheeks burned.

Miss Barbara grinned from ear to ear. “You’ve seen it, haven’t you, child? You’ve seen your big brother’s big dick.”

I nodded, my heart pounding.

“Is it huge?” Miss Barbara moaned, sounding so wanton. “Does it throb? Is it all veiny? Don’t you want to just suck on it?”

“Miss Barbara, please,” I groaned. What was going on? Why was this happening?
My Sunday School teacher pulled off the Pepperdine University sweater she wore, revealing her large breasts in a rather plain, gray bra. She reached behind her and undid it. Why was she doing that? She freed her large breasts.

“What are you doing?” I gasped.

“I want to enjoy your brother,” she moaned. “He’s so handsome. It makes me so hot. I want to be his slut. I have to be naked for him. Ready for him. You should get naked, too. You should be ready to fuck him.”

“He’s my brother!” I squeaked.

“I know,” she moaned. “That makes it so hot. Yes, yes. Incest! That would really make you his slut.”

I whimpered, my body on fire. I shuddered as the doorbell rang. I squeaked and jumped from it. I spun around. My heart thundered as I thought I heard a woman whisper that Joseph was here. Miss Barbara squealed like she had heard it, too.

“Oh, yes,” she moaned, shoving off her panties. She stepped out of them, naked and unashamed. She wrenched open the door. “There’s my favorite student all grown up. Mmm, give me some sugar, Joseph.”

The preacher’s wife wrapped her arms around my brother’s neck and kissed him. I slapped my hands over my mouth, shuddering. This was impossible. This could not be happening, and yet he was there, kissing her. I shook my head in absolute disbelief.

“Miss Barbara,” I groaned, my pussy on fire. I just wanted to touch myself as they made out. The Black woman pressed tight against my brother. His pale hands slid down her back and groped her ass with such… confidence.

Joseph was so manly.

My heart pounded in my chest. I struggled to breathe. I wiped my sweaty palms on my jeans, my pussy begging to be touched. I had to get out of here, but I just couldn’t look away. Miss Barbara was cheating on her husband. She betrayed her marriage vows to make out with my brother.

Miss Barbara broke the kiss and purred, “Mmm, I want to be your slut, too. Your sister told me about the orgy. Use me, Joseph. I might be forty, but I still know how to please a man.”

“That’s what I was hoping to hear,” Joseph said. “What should a slut do first.”

“Suck her stud’s cock,” a voice whispered. I shuddered, almost taking a step forward to do that.

“Why, to suck her stud’s cock,” she moaned, dropping to her knees. “I need you to give me some sugar.” She attacked my brother’s fly. He wasn’t wearing underwear. She pulled out his pale cock, holding him in her ebony hands.

The preacher’s wife opened her mouth wide and swallowed my brother’s cock. She suckled on him, moaning as she did. He groaned as her dark lips worked up and down his cock. It was so wild to watch. My hips wiggled back and forth.

I wanted to suckle on him.

I whimpered in envy, my body burning with delight. I struggled to think. I had to be strong, but my sinful nature was rising in me. No human could avoid sin except Jesus. I fought so hard, though, as I watched my Sunday School teacher blow my brother.

She worked her lips up and down him. I whimpered, hugging myself. The preacher’s wife moaned around his cock. Joseph groaned, pushing up his glasses. He smiled at me as he enjoyed her mouth. She pleasured her with such wild abandon.

“Damn,” he growled. “You have to try this, Abigail.”

Miss Barbara popped her mouth off his cock and held it toward me as she smiled at me. “You’re his sister. You should go first. I can wait to be his slut.”

“N-no thanks,” I whimpered.

“You sure?” she asked and rubbed the crown against her cheek. “Mmm, he’s so big and thick. So much larger than my husband. And he tastes so good.”

I shook my head, trembling.

The preacher’s wife shrugged and engulfed his cock. She suckled on him. My brother groaned, his hands balling into fists. He breathed slowly as he enjoyed what she did to him. Her lips worked up and down his cock as she suckled on him.

I should flee, but I was rooted to this spot. I wanted to be in her place. I wanted to suckle on his cock. My hands rubbed at my pants. I wanted to plunge into my pussy and masturbate. I just wanted to fig myself and cum so hard.

I fought against that instinct as he groaned, savoring what the woman did to him. Our Sunday School teacher suckled on him. He ran his fingers through her thick, black hair, moaning his enjoying as she loved him.

“Goddamn, that’s good,” he growled. “Miss Barbara, you’re such a sexy MILF! Damn, I am going to cum!”

Miss Barbara popped her mouth off his cock and turned to me again. “You hear that? He’s going to cum. Are you sure you don’t want to suckle on him?”

“I’m sure,” I croaked.

“You’ll miss out,” she said and turned back to him. “Well, say something, and I’ll stop.

She engulfed my brother’s cock again. She worked her mouth up and down him. I swayed there, whimpering. My entire body burned. Every inch of me wanted to get wild. To do such naughty things with him. To suckle on his cock.

Joseph stared at me. He smiled, so handsome. So strong. He was such a man even a faithful wife like Miss Barbara had to be his slut. Why was I holding out? Why shouldn’t I be like the rest of them? Just surrender to my sinful nature. Give into my desires.

“Fuck!” he growled. “Oh, damn, just a little bit more. I’m going to cum. It’s your last chance.”

Miss Barbara’s lips smacked together as she slid her mouth off his cock. “Mmm, last chance. I’m going to suckle on him until he cums.”

“I…” I whimpered as she leaned toward him. Her lips kissed the tip of his dick. “I want to taste him! I want to suckle my brother’s cock!”

I rushed forward, that feminine laughter ringing in my ears I dropped down beside her. She leaned back, guiding his huge cock to my lips. I closed my eyes, opened wide, and swallowed the tip of my brother’s dick. I didn’t know what to do.

I suckled on him.

“Yes, yes, yes, Abigail!” my big brother roared.

He came.

His cum spurted into my mouth. Salty jizz erupted from his dick and flooded my mouth. I groaned as I gulped down blast after blast of his jizz. It was so good to have that spunk flooding me. I closed my eyes and gulped it down. I swallowed every drop.

I worked that creamy delight down my throat. I savored every burst of cum that erupted from his dick. It was just incredible to have all that spunk flooding my mouth. He groaned as he pumped me full of his spunk.

“Shit!” he growled as I gulped down his salty cum.

“You are just a slut,” whispered through my mind as I swallowed his cum. “Just a slut for your big brother.”

I was.

As I gulped down my brother’s cum, the woman laughed in my mind. She gloated as I swallowed blast after blast of my brother’s jizz. He had so much of it. He grunted and groaned. I nursed on him, gulping it all down.

I swallowed every drop.

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Ashtoreth

I gloated.

She had cracked. I plunged my fingers into my pussy and frigged myself so hard as the cutie swallowed her big brother’s cum. She was open. Her alabaster facade crumbled away. Now I could get at her soul and twist her into a slut for her big brother.

Frigging my cunt, I nuzzled into Abigail’s ear.

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Abigail Meyer

“You’re finally my slut,” Joseph growled as he fired the last of his cum into my mouth. “Get naked.”

“Sluts obey Joseph,” whispered through my mind. “And you’re his most special slut.”

“Sluts obey you, Joseph,” I moaned, grabbing the hem of my T-shirt. “And I’m your most special slut.”

He smiled and nodded. “You are because you held out. You made me work for it. I won’t forget.”

I shuddered in pure delight, the salty flavor of his cum lingering in my mouth. It was so good. I ripped off my t-shirt as he watched me. I unhooked my bra, baring my small breasts to his lusty gaze. He grinned at me and reached down.

I gasped as he pinched a nipple. A shiver ran through my body that ended at my pussy as he rolled my little nub between his thumb and forefinger. I could tell he was so happy with me. I shuddered at his touch then he let me go.

I jumped to my feet and unzipped my jeans. I shoved my pants and my panties off in a single go. I rolled them down my body and shuddered as I stepped out of them. I was naked. My brother feasted on my slender figure.

Then he glanced at Miss Barbara. “Ever eaten pussy out before?”

Miss Barbara shook her head, the Black woman kneading her tits. “But I’m willing to do anything to prove I’m your slut.”

“We’re going to eat her out together,” my big brother said and pulled off his T-shirt. He was naked now, his cock bobbing before him. He lifted me up in his arms. “We’re going to get her cherry pussy ready for my cock.”

I squealed in delight. I wanted this so much.

My big brother carried me to the stairs and up them, Miss Barbara following us. I watched her dark breasts jiggling. They were… enticing. I was a slut now. My big brother’s slut. He wanted his women to do lezzie things together. I would have to do those things, too.

“You’ll enjoy them because you’re a slut,” whispered through my mind. “You’ll love pussy to make your big brother happy.”

I felt so relieved as the certainty of the moment fell on me. I would enjoy women because I was his slut. So I would love pussy to make my big brother happy. I squealed in delight as he carried me down the hall to Miss Barbara’s bedroom.

To the bed, she shared with the preacher.

I shuddered as my big brother set me down on the bed. I trembled, my heart racing, and spread my legs wide. My brother crawled onto the bed with Miss Barbara at his side. They both were going to devour me. I was so ready for that.

Miss Barbara eagerly lowered her face to my pussy. My brother followed her down. I shuddered as they nuzzled into my trimmed, blonde bush and kissed at my virgin pussy. A wave of heat rushed through me. That felt so good.

“Yes,” I whimpered. “Oh, yes, yes, that’s so good.”

They licked me. Their tongues flicked up and down my folds. I shuddered as they did that. My eyes rolled back into my head as they stroked me. It felt amazing. I smiled. Being a slut was so amazing. My brother and Sunday School teacher devoured my eighteen-year-old pussy.

“Oh, yes!” I gasped as they worked on me. “Oh, wow, that’s so good. That’s just amazing! I love this!”

“Mmm,” purred Miss Barbara. “You taste so good. I can’t believe how wonderful pussy tastes.”

“Every slut loves cunt,” my big brother growled and licked me.

They both stroked over me. They touched my little button. I gasped as they pressed it. I felt so excited. I could feel my orgasm building and building. The release would shudder through me. I was so ready for that moment. So eager for it.

They tongued my pussy, driving me wild with their touch. It was so good to have that tongue stroking up and down my slit. I groaned, savoring that delight. My entire body shuddered as they licked up and down me.

“She still has her cherry,” Miss Barbara moaned, her tongue pressing on something blocking my pussy.

“Yes, she does!” my brother growled. “This will be amazing. I love popping cherries. I’ve only done a few, but she’ll be special.”

“Yes!” I moaned as they licked me. Their tongues brushed my clit. Electricity zapped through me. I gasped at that delight. It was just so amazing to have them touching me there. I was about to burst. “Big brother! I… I…”

They licked my bud together, their tongues feeling amazing.

“Yes!”

The most amazing thing I had ever felt in my life burst in me. I bucked on my back as the pleasure shot through me. I squealed out my delight, loving every moment of it. This was just an amazing delight. I savored it so much. The heat washed through me. That made it even more incredible. My eyes rolled back in my head. I groaned through such wonderful bliss.

Through all that ecstasy.

The waves of delight flooded my body as they licked and lapped at my cunt. They stroked through me. I groaned, my eyes rolling back in my head as I enjoyed every last second of this wonderful delight. I moaned through my rapture.

“Big brother!” I whimpered, my pussy writhing. It begged to be… filled. “I… I…”

“Need my big dick in your pussy?” Joseph asked, raising his face from my pussy.

“Oh, yes, she does,” cooed Miss Barbara. She moved up the bed and laid down beside me, her big, ebony breasts jiggling. She rolled over on my side. “Yes, you do.”

She kissed me with lips tasting of… my pussy. This tart and delicious flavor filled me up. I shuddered as I made out with her. She slid her dark hand up my side to cup my little breast. She kneaded it, her thumb rubbing my hard nipple.

My brother crawled over me as I moaned into her lips. I broke the kiss with her and stared up at my brother. He leaned down and kissed me. I groaned, my hunky brother tasting of my pussy, too. My cunt clenched.

“You’re going to be his special slut,” whispered through my mind. “You’re going to have his babies. Beg for his babies.”

I broke the kiss and gasped, “Please, please, give me your babies!”

“Yes, yes, give us both your babies,” moaned Miss Barbara. “And fuck your sister hard!”

My brother’s cock nuzzled into my pussy. I shuddered, Miss Barbara kneading my tit. I shuddered at her touch as my brother thrust in my snatch, or tried to. This heat rose and rose in me. I trembled as he pushed against that barrier. My maidenhead.

“Big brother,” I whimpered.

He kissed me.

I shuddered as I stretched and stretched. Miss Barbara massaged my nipple as she watched, her eyes burning so hot. I whimpered as my hymen held against my brother’s cock. He growled into my lips and thrust hard.

My cherry popped.

I gasped into his lips as his big dick penetrated into me. I shuddered as my pussy stretched around his cock. My juices lubed the way. I was so wet and ready for him to penetrate me. I felt so full. My toes curled as he reached so far into me. All the way to…

My womb.

I squealed into his lips, clinging to him with my arms and legs. Miss Barbara purred as he watched. I trembled, so glad our Sunday School teacher was here to witness our debauchery. He drew back his cock. I groaned in delight as my pussy clung to him.

I loved that sensation. It was just incredible. He thrust back into my snatch. I whimpered, breaking his kiss. I gasped out in delight as my sexy big brother pumped away at my pussy. My cunt clenched down on him. I savored that wonderful cock pumping away at me.

“Abigail,” he groaned.

“Enjoy his cock, child,” cooed Miss Barbara. “We’re both his sluts. Now give me some sugar.”

I turned my head and kissed her as my brother pumped his big dick in and out of my pussy. I clenched down on him, savoring every inch of that huge cock burying into me. He fucked me with such force. It was so good having him plunging away at me.

I love it. I squeezed down on him, reveling in that dick hammering me. He fucked me with such force. It was just a delight. I was in heaven here. That just made this so good. My tongue danced with the preacher’s wife as my brother’s cock pumped away at me.

He fucked me hard and fast. My pussy clenched down on him. I loved every second of that delight. I savored this heat building and building in me. It was incredible having him pumping away at me like that. Just so hot.

“Shit,” he growled as he thrust into me. “Oh, damn, you’re so tight, Abigail. You’re so special.”

I broke the kiss and gasped, “So are you, big brother! I love you!”

“That’s so beautiful,” Miss Barbara purred. “My two former students loving each other. Such bad, bad girls. I love it!”

I loved that she said that. It was just so wonderful to have him fucking me. It was just a delight. I was so glad to have all this pleasure sweeping through me. I shuddered, squeezing my cunt down on that big dick fucking me.

I held him tight, the pleasure rushing through me. It was an incredible moment. I built and built. It was so awesome. I gasped and moaned, my pussy clamping down on him. It was glorious. My eyes rolled back in my head.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I gasped. “That’s so good. That’s just amazing. Just like that. Keep that up. Just drive me wild!”

I trembled as my big brother pounded me. He stirred up my pussy. Sex was so awesome. I loved it. I gasped and moaned, so glad to be my big brother’s slut. My pussy was just his. His. I trembled beneath him, clutching to him.

“Such a slut!” he growled.

“I am,” I whimpered. I couldn’t help myself. I just had to moan those things as he fucked me. He pounded me with his big dick. He drove me wild. I shuddered as he fucked into my snatch again and again. It was just wild to have him fucking me like that. “Oh, oh, that’s so good!”

“Tell me how much you love my cock fucking your virgin pussy,” he growled.

“I love it so much!” I whimpered. “You’re so big and thick in me, big brother! I’m going to… to…”

“Cum?” Miss Barbara purred, shocking me that she knew that word. “That’s it. Cum on your big brother’s cock. Oh, child, just cum so hard. Let him feel that pussy writhing around your dick.”

I squeezed my cunt down on my big brother’s cock. I loved the feel of him burying into me. He pounded me so hard. So fast. He buried into me with all that he had had. It was just so great to have him fucking me like that.

“Shit, shit, shit,” he grunted. “You love my dick. Cum on me! Cum like a slut on my big cock! Then I’ll breed you!”

“Give me your baby, big brother!” I squealed as he buried into me. I burst in delight.

It was incredible. Even better than my last orgasm. This effervescent joy exploded in my pussy. My flesh writhed around him as the fireworks detonated all through my body. The sparks sizzled through me as I trembled, loving this delight.

The heat swept through me. Waves of ecstasy howled through my mind. My big brother kept thrusting at me. Miss Barbara fingered my nipple, smiling as I trembled beneath my big brother. My pussy writhed around him.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I gasped. “I love you, big brother!”

“Abigail!” he growled and buried into my pussy.

He erupted.

I gasped as I felt his cum spurting into me. This hot and thick jizz that plunged into me again and again. He flooded me with all that he had. I loved every second of that hot jizz pumping into my snatch. My body quivered through my rapture.

“Oh, yes!” I moaned, savoring his seed splashing against my womb. “I love you so much!”

“You are my special slut!” he growled and kissed me.

I squealed in delight, another detonation of ecstatic fireworks bursting in me. Another rapturous show as more and more of his spunk flooded me. I trembled, my pussy writhing around him. Milking him. I quivered through all the bliss.

He grunted, dumping a final blast of cum into my pussy. I felt so good. I could just float away as his dick throbbed in me. It felt so good to have all that bliss rushing through me. A big smile spread on my lips.

I was so glad to have all that pleasure rushing through me. My pussy writhed around him as we made out. The preacher’s wife watched us. I felt so happy. All this warmth washed through me. I just knew I would have my big brother’s babies.

“Yes, you will, because you’re his special slut.”

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Joseph Meyers

“Damn,” I growled. “Miss Barbara, I want you licking that cum out of my sister while I enjoy that ass. Ever done anal.”

“No,” she moaned. “I would never, but… For you…” She winked at me.

I grinned at her as I rose from my sister’s embrace. Abigail trembled there, her blonde hair spilling around her flushed face. she looked so sexy. Her small breasts rose and fell as she licked her lips. I was so glad she had surrendered.

Every woman was a slut.

Miss Barbara settled between my sister’s thighs and lowered her head, her ebony rump pressed right at me. I slapped her booty. She had some junk in the trunk. Just enough to make her jiggle so deliciously. Miss Barbara was thick where it counted.

I pressed my cock between her butt-cheeks and slid down to her anal ring. She moaned as I did that. I loved the feel of her against me. I pressed right into her asshole. She groaned as I drilled against her anal sheath. I smiled in delight as I pushed on her.

She moaned as I did. It was so hot to feel her squirming there. I would make her howl in delight. I pushed and pushed on her anal ring. She moaned into my sister’s cunt, licking up all that cum I had fired into the cutie’s pussy.

“Oh, yes, yes, Joseph,” Miss Barbara moaned, her anal ring slowly surrendering to my pussy-soaked dick. “That’s so good!”

“You’re really sodomizing her, big brother,” Abigail whimpered, her hands rubbing her titties. “Will you…?” She shuddered.

I winked at her.

My little sister was my slut. So was my Sunday School teacher. I groaned in delight as her asshole surrendered to me. I popped into her bowels. It was just incredible to sink into her. I loved feeling her bowels engulfing my cock.

“Miss Barbara,” I groaned as the preacher’s wife’s bowels clenched around me. “Oh, damn, Miss Barbara.”

“It’s so good,” she moaned into my little sister’s pussy. “Oh, your cum is so yummy spilling out of her pussy. Just so delicious. I love feasting on your jizz, Joseph. I love being your slut-wife!”

“Me, too, Miss Barbara,” I growled, clutching her ebony hips. “Me, too.”

I drew back my cock, savoring her asshole massaging me. She held me tight as I slammed back into her bowels. She squealed as I did that, her plump rump jiggling. I loved that junk quivering as I fucked her anal sheath hard and fast.

My nuts slapped into her taint as I buggered the preacher’s wife. My Sunday School teacher moaned out in delight, her anal sheath clamping down on my cock. Her velvety asshole swelled the pressure at the tip of my cock. I would have a huge cum.

I slammed into her flesh again and again. I fucked her with force. It was just so good to pound her like this. She felt amazing around my dick. I growled, burying into that hot flesh with everything that I had. I shuddered, enjoying this passion with all my might. I loved every last second of fucking her tight asshole while she feasted on my sister’s creampie.

“Oh, Miss Barbara,” whimpered my sister. “You’re a slut! Yes, you are! You’re licking my pussy and… Your tongue! It’s in me!”

“I have to get out every drop of your brother’s delicious cum,” she purred.

Abigail stared at me and cooed, “It is delicious! So delicious, big brother!”

I smiled at her as I fucked our Sunday School teacher hard in the asshole. I buried into her with force, loving every second of this delight. It was just so delicious to have her squeezing her bowels down on me. The married woman felt amazing.

I slammed into her, the pressure building at the tip of my cock. My nuts swelled with the need to erupt in her. It was such a great moment. I was in heaven here as I fucked her anal sheath hard and fast. She squeezed down on me.

“Oh, oh, oh,” she moaned into my little sister’s snatch.

“Miss Barbara,” the blonde cutie moaned, her pale thighs squeezing about the Black MILF’s head. “Oh, oh, wiggle that tongue in me! We’re my big brother’s sluts!”

“Yes, you are,” I growled, hammering Miss Barbara’s anal sheath.

I fucked her with force, enjoying how she clenched about me. She held me tight. It was just remarkable to bury into her. I savored every last second of hammering her bowels. The need to cum built and built with every thrust into her flesh.

I savored that delight. I fucked her hard and fast. I buried to the hilt in her flesh. She squeezed down on me. It was just wonderful to fuck her. To pound her with such force. I buried into her asshole, loving every second of her squeezing down on me.

I couldn’t wait to fuck my little sister’s asshole, either.

I smiled at Abigail as she squirmed there. Her small boobies quivered ever so slightly. Her nipples thrust up hard. She was such a sexy thing. I grinned at her, while fucking the preacher’s wife hard and fast. I plowed to the hilt in her flesh.

Her asshole clenched about me. She massaged me, driving me wild with her wonderful sheath. I plowed into her. I fucked her hard, rising toward that moment when I would explode into her. She squeezed down on me. It was so good to have her gripping me like that.

I slammed to the hilt in her. I buried deep and hard into her wonderful flesh. It was glorious to pound her like this. I groaned with each plunge into the preacher’s wife’s amazing bowels. She moaned into my little sister’s pussy.

“That’s so good!” Abigail whimpered. “I… I… I’m going to… to…”

“Cum,” the preacher’s wife purred. The Black woman sounded so excited. “Drown me. We’re your brother’s sluts!”

“Yes!” my sister gasped, her back arching. “We are!”

She squealed out in delight, bucking on the bed. I grinned in delight as she drowned the preacher’s wife. I fucked her anal sheath hard, my nuts slapping into her flesh. Those ebony butt-cheeks jiggled like pudding. I loved it.

“Oh, that’s so good!” Miss Barbara moaned. “Joseph! You glorious stud!”

Her asshole convulsed around my cock.

I loved the feel of her flesh writhing around me. She suckled at me with such passion. It was just incredible to have all that pleasure rushing through me. I groaned, savoring her anal sheath suckling at me. She nursed on me with everything that she had.

“That’s it!” I growled as I buried into her anal sheath. “Fuck, that’s good! Shit!”

I erupted.

“Joseph!” Miss Barbara gasped as I flooded her bowels with my cum.

The preacher’s wife’s asshole suckled at me. I groaned with each blast of cum into her anal sheath. It was just incredible to have all that cum spurting into her asshole. I loved it so much. It was just incredible to have the spunk flooding her.

I loved every second of that hot spunk spurting into the preacher’s wife. I groaned at the heat flooding her bowels over and over again. It was incredible. I groaned spurting into her writhing asshole again and again. The heat washed through me.

“Oh, Joseph!” the MILF whimpered as I fired the last blast of my cum into her bowels.

“Yes, yes, big brother!” Abigail moaned, trembling through her own orgasm.

“Damn,” I growled, feeling so good. I sucked in a deep breath. I ripped my cock out of her asshole. “Damn, that’s good. Now, Abigail, you know what a slut does after I fucked a woman in the ass?”

My little sister shook her head.

“Tell us,” Miss Barbara moaned.

“Why, they suck my dick clean of her ass,” I said. “Come on, Abigail. I need my special slut to suckle on me.”

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Abigail Meyer

I squealed in delight. I was his special slut.

I crawled over Miss Barbara to reach him. I opened my mouth wide and swallowed his dirty dick. I loved the earthy flavor of his cock. That was just so wild. I was a real slut now. I was just so happy for that. Miss Barbara sat up, rubbing my rump.

“That’s it, child,” she cooed.

“Rim her asshole, slut,” growled my big brother, his hands sliding through my hair. “Do it, Miss Barbara!”

“Oh, my,” gasped the Black woman. She gripped my butt-cheeks and parted them. I groaned around my brother’s cock, savoring that sour flavor. “So slutty.”

She pressed her face between my butt-cheeks and found my asshole. She kissed it. Her lips smooched my asshole as I suckled my brother’s big dick. I groaned around him, my tongue dancing around him. I polished him.

Was that the way to do this?

“Yes,” whispered through my mind. “Work your mouth up and down his cock, too. Suck your big brother’s cock clean!”

I worked up and down his cock, suckling with such might on him. I groaned, my cheeks hollowing as I enjoyed this delight. It was just so amazing to love him like this. I savored every second of working my mouth up and down his cock.

I suckled on him, the sour flavor of Miss Barbara’s asshole fading. Her tongue flicked around my asshole. That felt so good. I shuddered, nursing even harder on my big brother’s dirty dick. I polished him as she groaned.

“That’s it,” he growled.

I was so happy to tease him.

I suckled with all my might, the earthy flavor vanishing as I cleaned his cock. The salty flavor grew. Was that his precum? I hoped it was. I wanted to have it spurting into my mouth. That would be so hot. I couldn’t wait to have it all erupting over and over again. I suckled with all my might on that wonderful dick.

My big brother gripped my hair. He held my blonde tresses, groaning. Miss Barbara tongued my asshole. That just made things feel even wilder. I shuddered, her tongue caressing my asshole as I suckled on his cock with all my might.

“My special slut!” my brother groaned.

I squealed in delight.

“Yes, you are,” he panted.

I bobbed my head, working my lips up and down his cock as fast as I could. I nursed on him with such passion. I just wanted to gulp down every drop of his cum. It was so hot to suckle on him like this. I nursed with all my might on him.

He growled as I did. My cheeks hollowed. Drool ran down my chin. I whimpered, that hot tongue dancing over my asshole. This felt so wild. Just so wicked. I was so glad we were doing all this kinky stuff. I wanted to be his special slut.

I wanted to have his babies.

I suckled with all my might, aching for him to cum. I wanted his jizz like a good slut.

“Fuck!” my big brother growled and erupted.

His salty jizz flooded my mouth. That was the second time I was so lucky to enjoy that delight. He pumped more and more of his cum into my mouth. I gulped it down. I loved that heat flooding my mouth as my butt-cheeks clenched at Miss Barbara’s face.

“Mmm, that’s a good job,” growled Miss Barbara.

“Yes!” my big brother growled.

He spurted more and more of his cum into my mouth. He flooded me with all that he had. It was just so good. I gulped it all down. I loved this so much. I swallowed blast after blast of his spunk. It was incredible to have it all pouring down my throat.

I enjoyed it immensely. My heart raced from all that joy that swept through me. I felt so good. The cum poured down my throat. It was just perfect. I loved it so much. He fired all that jizz down my throat. It was so good.

“Fuck,” he growled and erupted one last time. “That’s it. You’re my special slut!”

I was.

“Now, we’re going to go to the bathroom to have some real fun,” he growled. “Both of you, in the tub.

I ripped my mouth off and gasped, “Yes, yes, I was so curious what you did in the bathroom with Rebecca and Aubrey!”

He winked at me as Miss Barbara and I scrambled off the bed and headed for the bathroom. We reached the bathtub and climbed inside. I just knew we had to kneel. I held Miss Barbara’s hand as my brother walked in, his cock hard.

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Joseph Meyers

Abigail was my special slut for sure.

Everything I had gone through to own her…

This would be perfect.

“Open your mouths wide, sluts,” I said, needing to piss. Abigail proved every woman wanted to be my slut.

A giggle echoed in my ear as I relaxed my bladder.

To be continued…

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