**DISCLAIMER: I AM NOT THE WAY I BEHAVE IN THIS STORY, IT IS A PERSONIFICATION OF THE OBJECTIFICATION KINK I HAVE. NATURALLY I AM A NURTURING DOM/PLAYFULL SUB. THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION.**
I have no idea **HOW** I got here, living in the wet dream of any sane man to ever walk the earth, but here I am wide awake. Believe me I have the bruise from the pinch I used to prove it. You’re probably wondering what on earth I’m talking about, I must sound like the ramble from the mouth of a madman. Well to clue you in I have to start at the beginning, and it may not be a place your comfortable with.
I am a 22 year old, hot blooded, American male like anyone else walking down the street. I lust after any girl remotely salivating. When people ask me what my type is I reply simply “alive”. I don’t mean that in the “all girls are special” way, I mean that in the “well shes still breathing so that means shes still got a hot, tight, hole or two that I can use” way… See what I mean uncomfortable… well buckle up we’ve still got a ways to go.
Beyond my blatant lack of sexual romanticism, and my insatiable lust for anything with a moist cunt, I still have another secret. My sister. For as long as I have known what sex is I have always lusted after her. Shes perfect. She’s sweet in the way that anyone would be happy to take her home to meet the parents. She smarter than most of the air headed cum-dumps that seem to make up most of our generation. She’s feisty too, shes always be the dominant personality in any group, and from what I’ve heard that carries over to the bedroom.. or the occasional dungeon. The perfect amount of fight to snuff out and replace with complacency and acceptance. She doesn’t have to enjoy it, she just has to take it and endure it. Though the best toys always ask for more.
So back in the present I have my dear, sweet, soon to be broken sister sitting on her knees and I can’t believe it. I know I’ve said it before but it was a literal dream come true. Less than a foot away my fierce big sis sat on her haunches waiting with an open mouth. My eyes work my way down her wonderful body soaking in every detail of my new toy. From her long golden brown hair landing just below her shoulders. The tips of which just barely a breath away from brushing the top of her soft, pale breasts. No larger than a B cup, or perhaps even smaller but they took my breath away. I almost drool as I just image smacking them or pulling hard on her tiny pink nipples. My eyes continue to work my way down her petite frame. Standing at now more that 5’4” and maybe 120 pounds soaking wet she was the definition of petite. As my eyes work farther down to her tight ass, I notice she IS soaking wet.. A puddle was begging to form… And she was not the only aroused one, there are actually four of us her in my living dreamland. To my sexy sisters right was a girl I was quite familiar with… one we grew up beside, someone who was practically family herself.
If my sister was the strong dominant one, our friend here was the happily submissive one and I do mean happy. Honestly I have never met a girl as good natured and with such a fun energy about her. Don’t get me wrong she isn’t a party girl or anything like that, in fact its quite the opposite shes the goody goody of the group. Born into a religious family and raised in the church, she embodied the good ideals that she was raised with. Shes always trying to help people and do the right thing even when it would cost her personally. She is the one in a million that the churches seem to get right. Don’t get me wrong I don’t hate religion, just the institution. I actually fully support worship and praise… just in my life the things being worshiped are more likely to be “Rated-X” than “Sunday School Approved”. Speaking of X-Rated, I was recently clued into the sexual nature of miss goody two shoes, thanks to my aforementioned sister dearest. Apparently shes been frustrated lately because her favorite toy broke and the “oh god!”’s became ONLY a thing of prayer once again, and her bed gave up its life as a place of worship shared between her and her toys exclusively. Well I can change that. I can give her a new god to worship, and I get a new toy to play with.
Like my sister beside her, she sat on her heels with a waiting mouth, and lust in her eyes. If she new what was in store for her she might have wanted to close her mouth because when I’m done “breaking in” my newest toy she may not be ABLE to close her jaw. Almost as beautiful as my sister, I take my time eying her over as well. From her long wavy black hair with the hints of natural red-brown undertones, to the sweet caramel of her skin. The spots with the least tan, her almost D cup breast, the v leading down to HER v, and her nice smooth butt, faded from a caramel to more of an Ice’d mocha. My eyes sunk lower, down to her tender pussy. While she was certainly no “Virgin Mary” she wasn’t anywhere near a “Mary Magdalene” either. At most I would call her cunt ‘Gently used’ but not for much longer… and while she may not be a virgin I know one hole that is… for now. To her contrary was the young woman sitting to my sisters left.
This one I did not know nearly as well, but I know I wanted to. In the short time I’ve known her I’ve come to realize that she was just as devious as I am.. and that just won’t do. She’s the kinda girl that would call you “Daddy” and beg to get raped in the same sentence. The kind of girl that takes “no” as a challenge. Maybe even the kind of girl that could get a mans sister and childhood friend to agree to be his personal play things… and while I love those things in a woman, the only thing I love more is breaking those women. Before me sat the only girl of the three that didn’t seem to be waiting with an open mouth for my cock to use, instead on her face sat a smirk. A smirk, the vixen had a confident smirk like nothing would faze her, like she was ready. A smirk that was damn sexy and incredibly infuriating all at the same time. While I pondered how I was going to wipe it off her face, my eyes fell south. South down her collar bone partially covered by her golden locks, south down to her bountiful breasts, more than a handful but perky never the less. Down south past her smooth belly, and her tight athletic ass, down to her long sexy legs that seemingly go on forever. They go on almost as long as her punishment will… but I’ll save her for last.
No, the vixen gets to watch, and wait, and want as I start on the other side of the room with the good girl soon to go bad. I sat my cock on her tongue and watch at the drool runs down her chin. I slowly ease my way into her mouth and down her throat as her eyes pray for mercy and more at the same time. She seems almost relieved that I am going slow as I pull out and begin to thrust back in, but about halfway across her tongue I push quickly and decisively down to the hilt and bury my member deep in her throat. She coughs and gags, saliva runs down my balls and drips down her chin. Stomach acid works its way up her windpipe further burning her lungs and making her fight for air a moot point. With one hand on the back of her head and the other at the base of her neck I thrust in and out roughly and quickly. I can feel the head of my cock sliding down her throat from the outside from where my hand grasps her neck. She can breath when I want her to breath. I wait till she starts to slow down with her struggling and pushing, I wait for her to accept it, then I pull out and let her breathe…
When she’s caught her breath she opens up to speak out in protest, with one smooth thrust I’m deep inside her, my sack resting on her chin, and her eyes looking up at me with pain and a pleading look. At least I think it was a pleading look, its kind of hard to tell since her eye’s were filled with tears and mascara was running down her face. The tears and make up mixed quite well with the mucus that she coughed up each time I pulled back to thrust again. After a few minutes of this I was getting close, and with one final plunge I went all in and unloaded my seed straight into her “womb” of a stomach. This was all to much for the good little girl and within seconds on me pulling out she fell to all fours and vomited it all back out onto the floor. Well what a waste, a good girl would drink it all and ask for more. Guess she wasn’t such a good girl after all. To punish her for what she’s done I pushed her down till she lay in it, her face barely miss the puddle of cum and acid, but her tits hang just low enough to dip their mountainous crests in the mixture. The mucus from her mouth “pussy” still clung to my rod and I knew just how to use it. With a single thrust by jewels slapped her dripping cunt and my cock was forced deep into her bowels. Despite the ample lube she provided, she still screamed like a bitch as I tore through her, and I do mean tore. Nothing crazy but a little blood added to the spit lube I was using from the initial brutal insertion. This didn’t go on for long because I didn’t want to finish, in fact she passed out from all the stimulation, the pain, the excitement, the arousal and the ecstasy, long before I was ready to finish. I push he away and she roles into the mess she made, but there was another mess that needed more immediate attention. My, mucus covered, shit stained, bloody dick needed to be cleaned and I knew just the girl for the job. With that I turned to my dear sister who’s look of lust now seem to be mixed with fear and defiance. Deep down the lust was still there though, it always is, and if it isn’t that just means you have to put it there.
**“Clean”** I demanded.
She sat absolutely still, unmoved, almost statue like. Since she refused I was going to make her clean it. I grabbed her by the hair, wrapped it around my fist and pulled tight, no response. I yank it HARD, and all I got was a slight wince and some tears began to form. So I lift her up by the hair and she starts to scream, but the sound becomes muffled as my dirty member was shoved into her mouth hole to be cleaned.
**“Clean”** I demanded.
Tears streamed down her face, but other than that she didn’t respond. So I thrust deep until none of my shaft could see the light of day. I felt her throat tighten around me and her heart rate rise as she fought to breath.
**“Clean”** I demanded.
“FUCK!” She bit down on my rod. A smack echoed across the room as my palm left a red print across her teary face. “Bitch I muttered under my breath as I pinched her nose and re-positioned my penis deep within her throat.
**“Clean and you get to breath”** I offered.
Again no reply, so I waited to the count of 5 and asked again.. only to be met with nothing once more. Another 5 count and her body was spasming desperately fighting for air. A third 5 count and I offered again, with thinning patience.
**“Clean and you get to breath”.**
This time I was greeted with a weak attempt to clean the base of my shaft with her tongue. Satisfied I let go of her nose and pulled back just enough to let her get air with my member still firmly in her throat. Her tonguing stopped abruptly, and she was rewarded with a rough slam of her head to my belly and the head of my dick past her tonsils. At that he efforts to clean me redoubled. When I was clean I pulled out and rewarded her by shoving her face in her dear friends unconscious cunt which by now was smeared with blood and feces from her virgin-no-more asshole and the vomit-cum mixture from where she landed in the puddle.
**“Clean”** I demanded and like the good little toy she is, she did.
While she lapped at the grotesque mixture I worked my way around to her backside and slapped her perfect ass as hard as I could muster, which elicited a yelp from my big sister. As she returned to her work I shoved my cock deep into her whorish cunt. Still tight but definitely used goods, but all amazing to me. With each thrust I bottomed out. With each thrust her mouth was forced hard against our sleeping friends messy pussy. After a while she began to moan and just as soon as she did, I worked harder to muffle them in the sleeping cunt in front of her. I instructed my dear sister to move on to cleaning Mrs goody two shoes’ gaping ass, and she simply did. When that was clean I pulled her off of our sleeping friend and tossed her into the puddle. One simple word, “Clean” and the puddle was being lapped up. The disgraceful act being performed by my graceful sister got me close.
Just as I started to cum I bottomed out and spread my seed right on her cervix. As that thrust wrecked her pussy, I thrust my middle and pointer fingers down into her asshole as far as the second knuckles and “scooped” at her innards. Before she had a chance to recover I shoved a sock deep into her sloppy cunt and forced her panties back on her. I leaned in and whispered in her ears.
***“Just in case, you don’t want to lose any of your brothers sperm now. How else are you going to bear his children.”***
She just lay there in bliss… or agony I didn’t bother to check… Next up was the vixen… and her smirk was gone.
**“You’re up.”**
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/4nunwy/the_vixens_party_mfff_rough_con_noncon_incest