The Family Spy

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I was nestled against his stomach, his sparse hairs tickling my nose, while I played with his balls and hummed almost silently against his shaft.

He reached deeper down my throat than daddy ever did, I was thrilled, if daddy wanted me to suck my brother off I was going to do a good job of it.

In silence daddy sat next to me, taking my tits in his hands for the first time, he kneaded them, pinching on my nipples stimulating me as he had never done before.

My brother was humping my mouth, grunting like an animal, fucking my face like my father did the first time that he took me, so long ago.

“Quiet!” was the only word my father hissed at his son, making him cum like on command, filling my mouth with his cream. Thick and sweet, I held it in my mouth as it slowly turned viscous on my tongue, I played with it in my mouth as both of them peered at me from the darkness.

I cleaned his cock thoroughly, enjoying the slightly new taste that my brother had brought to the table. He was still hard and I was still licking his rod when my father whispered for both of us to hear, “Our beautiful little cumslut, it’s time that she took care of your needs too. When you feel the urge, I want you to use your sister, be nice to her and no one is to know about this, we are never to talk about this, understood!” In the silence of the night his hushed stern words were like thunder in our ears.

He took his place in front of me feeding me his hard meat, and in seconds, fed me the cream that I was craving for so much by now.

We had a shed in the back yard, and since that night, my brother would take me there to feed me his cum. He was so much younger than our father, and he had so much more cum. He would take me to the shed four, five times a day before nightfall, and then he would join our father and use me every night.

He loved my mouth, but he loved to use my ass more.

I had swiped some hand cream from the house and kept it in the shed. Not being as dark as my room at night, my brother loved to watch me prepare myself for his cock.

With one hand, he would stroke his cock, while holding my dress with the other, allowing me to stretch and grease my ass for him.

For some reason, his cock was studded with these little protrusions that tickled me so sweetly as he rammed his cock in and out of me, so much so that I almost preferred being fucked up the ass by him to drinking his cum.

I had stopped wearing panties in protest to my mother, my brother had found this out and had his hand between my legs on every opportunity. His fingers had become a part of me, leaving me with an empty feeling when he was forced to remove his hand from the heat of my thighs.

We had a lot of free time alone at the house, when my brother wasn’t fucking me in the shed, he would be playing with my pussy somewhere in the house, usually on the steps leading up to the attic, he liked to look and touch my pussy.

There was a big window there, the sun always shining on the stairs. He would have me sit in that light with my skirts around my waist and play with me. He never got tired of poking and prodding me. He loved the way that my pussy drooled at his touch.

And then he tasted me.

From that day forward I have never had to wash myself, because he kept me cleaner than our prudish mother would our dinner plates.

His tongue made me squirm, his fingers made me writhe in pleasure, and I was glad that he had found my pussy to be such a treasure for him. The feel of his mouth on my sex was a revelation for me; I spread myself wider than ever before for him on those stairs in the full light of day, allowing him to enter me with his fingers from the front, and claw at me from the back, I stifled the sounds of my pleasure deep in my throat, so that our witch of a mother wouldn’t find us out.

My brother liked to bring toys from his room, toys that he had long since grown out off and stick them in me. I had a pussy full of toy soldiers on numerous occasions as we all sat around the table eating.

He liked to stuff my ass and pussy to the brim with sweet cherries and then chase me all over the yard watching as they dropped down from under my dress, then he would have me squat and watch me shit out the remaining few.

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