AUTHOR = Switch Blayde
E-MAIL = switch_blayde@hotmail.com
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AUTHOR's NOTE - © 2002 by Switch Blayde. All Rights Reserved. Copying, Duplicating, Downloading, Reposting, or use in any way, other than for the reader's personal enjoyment, is STRICTLY prohibited without the written consent of the author. This story was written for, and interactively with, Diana. Truth be told, she didn't like the scene with the mother at the end of Chapter 2 so the rest was written unilaterally. I also made changes when converting it to this current format (Diana, I hope you don't mind). The story, of course, is dedicated to Diana. |
Chapter 1
We are in your parents' house -- with your entire family there -- for your brother Stephen's 18th birthday party. I drag you into the kitchen and unzip the fly to my pants, telling you to put your hand inside and touch me. You hear everyone talking in the next room and your eyes show panic. But I pull your hand towards me and press it against the opening. You keep looking at the doorway but submissively slip your hand inside. You search and then find it... my cock. You start rubbing it and I get hard.
I tell you to take my cock out and I see the terror in your eyes again. You shake your head violently side to side. I get annoyed and order you to take your panties off and, after a brief debate, you put your hands under your skirt and remove them. I hold them to my nose and tell you that if you don't take my cock out, I will go into the other room and show everybody your panties.
You grab for your panties but I'm too quick and hold them out of your reach. You give in and fish my cock out through the opening in my pants. I watch as your little hand strokes my hard cock. All the while, your eyes keep darting towards the doorway while your ears listen to the sounds of your family in the adjacent room. I push down on your shoulders and tell you to suck me off. You look up at me with defiant eyes, but I ominously wave the panties in front of your face.
Afraid I'll humiliate you by showing your panties to your entire family, you open your mouth. I don't do anything... making you do all the work. You hold my hard cock in your fingertips and feed it into your mouth. Your head is moving back and forth, trying to get me to cum as quickly as possible to end your ordeal and the risk of being caught by a family member.
Suddenly, you hear me say hello to someone entering the kitchen... thankfully you are hidden behind the center island. Your mother says hello back. You stop moving your mouth on my cock... but keep your lips around it. I look down at you and your eyes are real wide... pleading with me. For what, you don't know, but you feel so degraded on your knees with my cock in your mouth and your mother five feet away.
"I'll see you later," I say to your mother as she leaves the kitchen. You take my cock out of your mouth and whisper to me, asking if she's still there. I tell you 'no' but I'll call her back if you don't suck me off. Your mouth covers my cock in a heartbeat. Again you move your mouth back and forth, this time jerking me off with your hand as well. I grab the top of your head and hold it while I cum in your mouth.
When I'm done, I pull my cock from between your lips. Some of my cum drips onto your bottom lip, but you don't realize it. I help you to your feet and tell you to go into the other room, sit down, and join your family's conversation. You tell me you want to rinse your mouth first, but I say 'no' and that you will have to talk with the remains of my cum in your mouth. You ask for your panties back, but again I say 'no'.
I watch as you walk out of the room, trying to tug your short skirt down, obviously self-conscious of not wearing panties under it. I wonder who will be the first to see my cum on your lower lip.
I follow you into the living room and watch as you sit in a chair -- very stiffly. You press your knees together and keep tugging at your skirt, trying to stretch it. You think that everyone in the room knows you're not wearing panties and you squirm uncomfortably.
"Huh? Wh-What?" you sputter as you hear someone mention your name.
It's your father. You were so engrossed in your thoughts that you didn't hear him. As your mind focuses you realize he's telling you that you have mayonnaise or something on your mouth. Your tongue slips out to investigate and swipes across your bottom lip. You taste it immediately... my cum. Your face goes beet-red and you jump out of the chair and bolt from the room.
After cleaning up and inspecting yourself all over, you sheepishly reenter the room and take the same seat.
"Anything wrong?" your concerned father asks you.
You don't know what to say so you make up a story about needing to go to the bathroom really bad. You blush at that 'admission' and your father smiles.
"Hey Diana," I call to you. My voice is so loud that everyone stops talking and turns to face me. "Diana, when you went to pee, didn't you realize you didn't have these on?"
I toss your panties at you and they land on your head, covering the top half of your face.
You are so embarrassed you just sit there dumbfounded. Everyone laughs, including your dad. Finally, after what seems like forever, you pull your panties off your head and run from the room... crying. You go upstairs to your bedroom and shut the door. Falling down on the bed you cry into your pillow, so ashamed to have been used and embarrassed by me like that. You make up your mind you really don't like me very much.
Downstairs, everyone finally settles down and I apologize for your childish behavior. I excuse myself, saying I will go make sure you're okay.
I go upstairs and enter your room, finding you lying face down on your bed... weeping. I sit next to you and look down at the side of your face... you quickly turn your head to face away from me. I place my hand on your ass and you reach behind you and try to push it away. I get angry and change my position. I straddle your back -- facing your feet -- and pin your arms under my legs. Now when my hand rubs your ass you are helpless to stop me.
I slowly pull your skirt up to your waist as you struggle beneath me. When your bare ass is exposed, I give it a smack. You shriek. I tell you that you have been bad by not letting me have my way with you and smack you again. You give out a cry and then apologize, telling me you will always do what I want and that you are sorry. I tell you that you are now being a good slave but you still need to be punished, and give each cheek two more smacks. Your ass is now pink.
I tell you to spread your legs and you submissively comply. As they are parting I wet my finger. Then, while spreading your ass cheeks apart with one hand, I press my wet finger on your asshole and push it in -- up to the first knuckle. I hear you whimper below me.
"Your body is mine," I tell you. "You are my little sex slave to do with as I wish... my fuck-toy."
I don't wait for a reply. I push my finger in all the way and begin finger-fucking your ass. You squirm under me from humiliation, but also from excitement. I now have two fingers inside your ass and moving them in and out. You're moaning and I feel your sphincter grabbing my fingers to increase the tingling sensation inside your ass. Soon you're bucking beneath me, grinding your pussy into the mattress.
Then there's a knock on the door and I feel you freeze in terror. With two fingers buried inside your asshole I ask who it is. I hear you gasp when your younger brother calls out his name. You whisper to me to get off you and permit you to get decent. I sit atop you quietly, moving my fingers in and out very slowly. You continue to beg.
"Come on in," I tell your brother.
Like a rodeo bull you try to buck me off, but I'm too heavy. When you hear the door open you snap your legs together.
"Oh my god!!" your brother screams.
You feel like crawling into a hole when my fingers begin moving in and out of your tight asshole, knowing your 18 year old brother is watching. My fingers in your ass makes you feel so slutty, and you dare not look at Stephen -- the humiliation would be too much to bear. You finally bury your face in the pillow, begging me to stop humiliating you and let you up.
I ignore your pleas and tell your brother to come closer. He hesitates for a moment but then moves towards your naked ass -- with two of my fingers fully inside. I hear you whimpering at the total humiliation of being exposed like this to your own brother. For effect, I move my fingers in and out as he approaches... you are helpless to stop me.
"Stephen, do you like your sister's ass?" I ask your brother.
"Um... um... yeah, I guess so. Why is it red?"
I tell him how naughty you were and that you were spanked. Your body shudders from the shear humiliation of your kid brother knowing this.
"Why are your... um... why do you have your...?"
"...fingers up her ass?" I finish his question. "Well Stephen, your sister is a slut and she likes her body to be abused. Watch this."
You groan at my telling your brother that you are a slut and then begin to cry as you feel my fingers slide in and out of your asshole... knowing that your baby brother is watching. Although embarrassed, you feel your body reacting and your hips begin to move... but you fight it and try remaining still. I get annoyed and decide to put a third finger inside, but I don't want to physically hurt you.
I tell Stephen to come closer and then pull my fingers out. You emit a soft sigh, but then gasp as you feel my hands pull your ass cheeks apart. You know your brother can see your asshole which is definitely still open from the stretching of my fingers. I tell Stephen to help lubricate the area with his saliva. You wait silently as my hands keep your ass apart and then... you feel it! Saliva landing on your asshole. You know your younger brother is leaning over your ass and dripping his saliva onto it -- your own brother!!
But before you have a chance to react, I shove three fingers into your asshole -- the most I've ever put in there. I move them in and out, and this time the sensation becomes overwhelming for you and you begin grinding your pussy into the mattress. I tell your brother to slide his hand between your legs and cup your pussy. He does this and you feel his hand -- your brother's hand -- touching your cunt. But you can't stop and bounce on the bed, grinding your now very wet pussy against Stephen's palm.
My fingers in your ass, and the rubbing of your clit on Stephen's hand, brings you to a massive orgasm. You scream hard into the pillow, cumming over and over again. You can't believe I have done this to you. Stephen smiles at me and says he's never seen a girl cum before. He asks me why I have your arms pinned, and I tell him you like to be abused like a whore.
After your orgasms finally subside -- you are crying hard by now -- you plead with me, "Please, let me up. Please. This is the most humiliating thing you've ever done to me. Please, let me up now! I've learned my lesson. Please??" You're crying hard, absolutely ashamed beyond belief that your 18 year old brother has just seen you cum, and had a part in it.
You feel your brother slide his hand out from under you, making sure he squeezes and pinches different parts along the way. You came on your kid brother's hand and now he's fondling your pussy. You feel shame like never before. I pull my fingers out of your asshole and you believe your ordeal is over. You wait for me to get off you, but instead I pull your ass cheeks apart again with my two hands. You don't understand what I'm doing and wait to learn your fate... but all you hear is some soft whispering and then silence. You're confused. Am I showing your brother your asshole? Why am I spreading you apart? What did I say to your brother?
You suddenly feel something wet in your crack. Is someone spitting there? Are they starting over? Then some more liquid... and then more. There's so much it's dripping down your crack and onto your pussy. It's not saliva, it's....
"Oh-my-god," you say out loud when you realize what's happening.
It's cum!! Someone's cumming between your ass cheeks!! And I'm sitting on your back so it must be... Stephen! Your kid brother is shooting his hot sperm in your crack and it's running down into your pussy.
When Stephen stops cumming, I finally get off you. You are so humiliated that you can't face your brother. You just lie there with your face buried in the pillow, your tears saturating the pillowcase.
"Diana, if you lie like that much longer I think your brother's hard cock is going to find its way into one of your holes," I warn you.
You realize you are still naked from the waist down in front of your kid brother. You try to push yourself up, but your arms are useless -- they fell asleep from being pinned under my legs so long. Stephen and I watch and laugh as you tumble around on the bed, trying to regain your modesty. You eventually flip over onto your back and somehow pull your skirt down. We continue to laugh which humiliates you even more.
"Stephen, how could you?" you query.
"You're a slut and sluts like that. Isn't that right?" he retorted.
"No, I didn't."
"Bullshit!! You came all over my hand. I felt it. Jeez sis, you really must be a whore to hump your own brother's hand while someone's fucking your ass with three fingers."
The words cut like a knife. You did do what he says... and you did enjoy it. Shit, you came so hard you thought your orgasm would never stop. The shame hits you and you turn crimson and lower your eyes. You can't face your kid brother. He knows the truth about his older sister. You're a slut... a whore... a sex craved fuck-toy, who humped her own brother's hand while someone else finger-fucked your asshole.
"Well, sister-slut, we're not through. Get on your knees in front of me."
You can't believe your ears. Your younger brother, who you always bossed around, is giving you an order. But your roles have changed. He now knows the real you... the submissive slut. He now has power over you. You slowly inch your way to the side of the bed and drop onto your knees. When Stephen gestures, you knee-walk over to him so that you are kneeling in front of him. You can't face him so your head is down, your eyes staring at the floor. When you see his pants drop to his ankles you look up in shock.
"Pull my underwear down," Stephen orders.
"Please don't make me do this," you beg.
You are so accustomed to being used as a fuck-toy that you don't even realize you have the right to say no. So, when your kid brother tells you to continue, you grab the waistband of his briefs and tug them down. When they get stuck on his hard-on, you pull the material out and then down, causing his cock to come into contact with your hand. But you do as you are told and pull the underwear down to his ankles. Again you stare at the floor.
"Look at my cock!"
You submissively raise your eyes and stare at Stephen's hard, twitching cock. Your brother leans forward and pokes you in the eye with his hard-on. You flinch but stay on your knees. When he's done rubbing his cock all over your face he tells you to jerk him off. Obediently, your shaking hand raises and you wrap your fingers around your kid brother's cock. Then you begin to slide it back and forth... back and forth. You're on your knees and jerking your kid brother off. The fact that you are fully clothed seems to make it dirtier... like a whore. You feel his cum dripping down your thighs and are ashamed beyond belief. You don't think you could be humiliated any more when Stephen's voice snaps you out of your thoughts.
"Suck it!!"
You look up at your bother's face and see his determination. You quickly turn to me for support, but you find me smiling at you while jerking off. You turn back towards your brother and see your hand still holding his hard cock. You can't believe you sunk this low, but you open your mouth real wide and feed his cock into it. You begin sucking your kid brother's cock.
Stephen moans and begins humping his hips. You put your hands on his hips to steady him and move your head back and forth, dragging your lips and tongue along his cock. You can't believe you're doing it... sucking your brother's cock... giving your younger brother a blow-job. But you continue and Stephen's moans get louder.
Then Stephen begins fucking your face, thrusting his cock down your throat. You begin gagging and try to pull away. But Stephen grabs your hair and holds you in place while he rams his hard cock down your throat. Lucky for you he's young and begins cumming soon. You feel his hot cum enter your throat and you choke. All the while Stephen is cumming in your mouth you are choking and coughing, causing some of his cum to spew from your nose and between your lips and his shaft.
"WHAT'S GOING ON HERE?"
We were all so preoccupied that we didn't hear him enter the room. Stephen turns around, dislodging his cock from your mouth. The last load splatters against your face. You're still sputtering, coughing your brother's cum out of your mouth.
Your uncle asks again, "What's going on here?"
You try desperately not to swallow any more of your brother's cum, and spit it out on the floor. Then you stand up quickly and run to your uncle.
"Uncle Rick, please help me." Then, pointing to me, you say, "Switch was forcing me to do things I didn't want to do, and then Stephen took over. Please, get me out of here."
So ashamed, humiliated, and tired out, you fall into your uncle's arms. He still can't believe he saw you sucking your brother's cock just moments ago. He looks at Stephen, then at me, and then smiles evilly. "Sure honey, I'll help you."
In your current state you don't realize it, but I notice it right away. While you cling to your uncle for protection, his hands are wrapped around your body, cupping your ass. He squeezes your butt and, when we make eye contact, gives me a wink.
"Tell me, Diana, how did they make you do those things?" your uncle asks.
"They... they... well, I don't know, but they did. Please help me."
"I saw you sucking Stephen's cock. I didn't see anyone holding a gun to your head. Tell me, Diana, why did you suck your brother's cock?"
"Because he made me do it."
"Made you? How?"
"I... I don't know. He ordered me to do it. I didn't want to... but he told me to."
"Diana, you're a slut. You sucked Switch off in the kitchen earlier and then came back into the living room without panties. Now I catch you sucking your own brother. Face it Diana, you are a cheap whore to be used by anyone who wants you."
You bury your face in your hands and begin crying again. Your uncle knows the truth about you and you are humiliated. You release your hold on your uncle and collapse to the ground at his feet, bawling like a baby.
"I bet you're still not wearing panties. Let me see. Lift your skirt."
You stop crying and look up at your uncle. "Please Uncle Rick, don't make me."
He repeats his order, this time with much more authority, and you quietly pull the bottom of your skirt to your chest. He again calls you a slut for not wearing panties and you blush a deep red. Your uncle tells you to sit on the bed which you submissively do. He walks towards you so that he's standing right in front of you and pushes you onto your back. Your uncle flips your skirt up, exposing your naked pussy. He then tugs the part of your skirt you're sitting on so that it moves up past your ass. Uncle Rick pushes your knees apart and, since you are naked from the waist down, you know he can see your open pussy. You drape your arm over your eyes trying to shut out the shame.
"What a slut you are," Uncle Rick states. "You're lying here in front of your uncle, your kid brother, and Switch, showing us your whore cunt. Aren't you ashamed? My god Diana, what a slut you are!"
The words penetrate your very soul. They are so mean, but so true. You are a slut... a whore. You're doing exactly what your uncle said. No one's forcing you. No one has a gun to your head. No one's even holding you. You're lying on your back with your legs spread so that everyone Uncle Rick mentioned can see your pussy. You hate it, but you feel your pussy getting moist. You are a slut!!
There's silence in the room, but you can't look at anyone in the face... you are too ashamed. You wait, knowing everyone can see your pussy. You hope they can't see how wet you're getting. The mattress moves. Someone's weight has disturbed it. Your curiosity overcomes you and you move your arm away and open your eyes. Your uncle is hovering over you with a hand on either side of your body.
"Put your hand between your legs," Uncle Rick orders you. You do as he says and put your hand on your pussy. "Now move it around." You think he's telling you to masturbate so your hand begins rubbing your clit. "No, you stupid slut... don't frig yourself. Move your hand around until you find something."
You move your hand from side to side... nothing! You continue to move it back and forth while raising it. The back of your hand bumps against something. This must be what your uncle wants you to find. You open your hand and grab it. It's his cock!! You are holding your uncle's cock... and it's hard.
"Now stick it inside your cunt," your uncle demands.
"Please no," you beg, "don't make me do this. You're my uncle. You can't do this. It's incest. My god Uncle Rick, please don't make me do this."
"Shut up slut, you know you want it! We can all see how wet your pussy is... your whore cunt is juicy. It wants my big fat cock inside it. You don't care that I'm your uncle. You'll take any cock... just as long as it's hard. Won't you slut? Now put it inside you."
You tell yourself that he's wrong... that you do not want to be fucked by your uncle. But he's right... your pussy is dripping... it's excited. Is he right? Do you want to be fucked by your uncle? Your hand tugs on Uncle Rick's hard cock until he moves towards you. You now feel the tip of his cock touch your pussy. Last chance to back out. All you have to do is push him away and run downstairs to freedom. But his cock feels so good against your throbbing cunt. You move it a little bit lower and push the head into your pussy. Before you can change your mind, Uncle Rick rams it all the way inside. Your uncle's cock is balls-deep inside you.
"That's it whore," he gloats, "I knew you wanted it inside you. How does this feel... me pulling out... and then this... shoving it back inside all the way? Yes, I can tell from your face that you like it. Okay slut, I'm going to fuck you silly now."
And that's just what Uncle Rick does... he starts fucking you in earnest. Your kid brother and I watch his big cock bury inside your pussy. Then, when he pulls out, it's shiny from your pussy juice. It's obvious to us how wet you are... how excited you are... how much you like being used as a fuck-toy. Soon your ass is bouncing off the bed as you fuck your uncle back. Your bodies are slapping against each other as your lust-induced fucking continues. You're moaning and he's grunting. Then your body stiffens and your eyes move up into your skull... leaving only the whites visible in your eye sockets. You scream as you cum.
Uncle Rick feels your orgasm and begins thrusting in and out of you with more vigor. Sweat pours off his brow and falls onto your face. He keeps ramming his cock in and out of you while you scream your pleasure. Then he pushes in all the way and his face scrunches up. He shoots his incestuous sperm inside your pussy. Your uncle is filling your cunt with his cum. Instead of complaining, you wrap your legs around his body and pull him further inside you.
When Uncle Rick stops cumming he wrenches your legs off his body and pulls out of your pussy. We all watch his cum ooze from your cunt and drip down to your ass. You are panting, laying with your legs obscenely open.
By this time you are so humiliated you can't believe it. Your own brother just watched your uncle fuck you and cum inside you. Your orgasm was so big, and you are so turned on right now, you want to fuck again, but you restrain yourself, feeling like a ten-cent hooker and very ashamed of it. After his cum is done dripping out of you, you slowly sit up and see all of us looking at you and smiling, shaking our heads, hardly able to believe you're such a whore.
You start crying again, and run to the door. You can still feel Uncle Rick's cum running down your leg. He has locked the door, and you are so upset you can't even think straight... you just dumbly pull at the handle. When it doesn't open you start crying harder and collapse to your knees in front of the door, crying hard as you hear the three of us laughing at you from behind you. All you want is for this ordeal to be over, yet your slut pussy is still soaked and, somewhere deep in the back of your head, you want to be used more.
THE END (not yet) go to Chapter 2
