Clint Elliston
The hot water poured over my body, splashing on my back as the four women of my harem–two half-sisters, a full sister, and my mom–all grabbed the body wash and lathered up each other’s bodies. I was in heaven. I was nineteen and showering with my sexy Mom and her huge tits, her bleached-blonde hair darkening as it grew wet. She stared at me with dark, hungry eyes. My little sister Alicia, eighteen, the hair ties holding her pigtails together gone, her hair loose and brown, stared up at me with such delicious love in her eyes. She was my princess, her body petite and budding, so girlish and innocent. Pressing into my side was my half-sister Melody, blonde and nineteen. She grew up my best friend. We were so close.
I loved her and Alicia so much. They were my submissive queen and princess.
Lee was the newest member of my harem, rubbing soap on her small breasts–though compared to Alicia’s budding mounds, Lee’s were ripe and inviting. She ducked her short, black hair beneath the spray, washing out some of the piss soaked into her strands. She was a brat, acting like a girl half her age–seven instead of eighteen. And that all ended today. She understood now that our dad was dead, I was the man of the house.
And I wouldn’t put up with her behavior any longer.
She turned as she washed, her red ass, spots of purple bruising already appearing, glistening as the water sheeted down her back to her rear. I had spanked her so hard for making a huge mess in the kitchen. A mess she hadn’t actually cleaned up after I spanked her. We were distracted. Lee, it turned out, was a humiliation and pain slut, a masochist, and she got off on being degraded.
It was why she was washing all our piss off her body. She had drunk it, let it flowed over her body, and all while it was being filmed. Even now, the camera recorded, though with the glass shower door closed and foggy with steam, I doubt it could capture much now.
“Damn, I bet you and Dad had a lot of fun in here, Aunt Cheryl,” groaned Lee, looking up at my mom soaping those huge, lush tits. Mom had the biggest tits in the family, with my older sister Zoey and Aunt Vicky–Lee and Melody’s mother–tied for second place. Melody’s round breasts put her in a distant fourth, though they were still nice as they rubbed against me. “This bathtub is huge.”
“We did,” my mom smiled. “We pissed in your mom’s mouth enough times in here.”
“Tonight, she’s watching your tape,” I told Lee, staring at her well-spanked ass. “Won’t your mom be proud of you for being such a filthy slut?”
Lee shivered. “And then you’ll show everyone at school, right?”
I wouldn’t. With my mom, Alicia, Melody, Lee, and myself on the tape, it was clear evidence we were committing incest. “That’s right. I bet you can’t wait for that bitch friend of yours to see who you truly are.”
“That meanie will tease you and bully you,” Alicia nodded. As a nerdy, book-reading girl, she had been picked on by Lee and her friends, Carmelita at the center.
“Oh, god,” Lee moaned, shuddering. The lust in her voice made my cock hard.
“Mmm, I think the little slut wants it played across the school’s AV system. Every class seeing it, watching you piss into her mouth.” My half-sister–though until this morning I thought she was my cousin. It turned out my dad had dominated my mom and her sister, hiding it from the world. It explained a lot about our family.
“I think so,” I groaned, Melody’s soapy hands washing across my stomach as she pressed tighter into my side. Her body was so slippery.
I soaped up my hands and slid them behind her back and then down to her ass. I washed her. She winced. Like Lee, I had spanked Melody, too, but not because she was bad, though I owed her a spanking for that. I did it because I could and because she would let me. She was submissive with me.
But loved dominating Lee.
Alicia giggled. “You’re getting hard, big brother.”
“I have four sexy women in the shower with me, Princess,” I grinned at her.
Alicia, soap suds clinging to her small mounds and half-obscuring her small nipples, reached out and joined Melody’s hands. Her touch was delicate compared to Melody’s rougher wash. She was aggressive where Alicia was gentle. My dick throbbed. I had loved Melody for years, but I had never really noticed Alicia. She was so quiet, spending most of her time reading in her room. But today, since I took her cherry, I was finding her presence delightful. Her girlish, innocent personality made me want to take care of her like I was her daddy. I wanted to spoil her like my little girl princess, give her what she needed, and discipline her when she acted out.
I think I loved her, too. Different from Melody.
“Mmm, we are sexy,” Melody moaned, her hips grinding on me. I felt her landing strip on my hip, her hot pussy right below it. Despite cumming on her sister’s mouth, Melody was horny for more. With her naturally blonde locks plastered about her shoulders and tits glistening with water, she looked like a playboy model.
“Yes,” I groaned, my skin burning where my two sister-lovers washed my flesh.
Alicia pressed up to my right side, rubbing her hot pussy on my thigh, her hard nipples brushing my skin. She stared up at me with such adoration, worshiping her big brother with those soft, brown eyes. She looked even more vulnerable without her glasses on.
Damn, she was cute.
Their hands swept about my body, washing my chest and back. Alicia giggled as her small hand rubbed at my ass. She gave me a squeeze and giggled louder, her eyes flashing with obvious delight, her hot pussy throbbing harder and harder.
Before me, Mom’s breasts still glistened with soap suds as she washed her sleek thighs. At thirty-eight, she was still gorgeous. The mature beauty of my sisters, face hungry, eyes delicious. She was a submissive, living as my father’s slave since she was nineteen. She was so dedicated she brought her sister, my Aunt Vicky, to his bed and he claimed her, too.
“Oh, I can’t wait for your mom to get home,” I groaned to Lee. “She’s going to ride my cock while watching us piss on you.”
“Oh, god,” Lee moaned, leaning back against the wall. Her small breasts jiggled as her hands shoved between her thighs, rubbing at her pussy, her black curls matted by soap and water. She undulated her hips. “Yes, yes, she’ll cum so hard watching it. Oh, please say she will, Clint. Please say I can watch her cum on your dick.”
“If you stay good,” I told her. “You be a brat, and you’ll be punished.”
Her eyes gleamed and she let out a shuddering moan. “Yes, Clint.”
Watching her made my cock ache. Over the water spraying down on us, I could hear her fingers slide in and out of her wet cunt. The feel of Alicia’s and Melody’s hands washing across my body didn’t help either. They were teasing me. They made me tremble and groan. My dick throbbed and ached. I had to cum again. My women were too damned sexy.
I had to fuck one of them.
But which one? I had four to chose from. They were all so willing. I could break in Alicia’s ass. I could plow my mom hard. I could make love to Melody. Or I could fuck Lee’s bratty face, ramming my cock down her throat while she gagged on it and loved every moment of being used.