Sister Susie

My name

is Paul, and I'm eighteen years old. I have an older sister named Susie, who is five years older than me.

Three years ago, she married Ted, a strong and healthy construction worker who is thirty-five years old this year.

My sister isn't tall, only five feet, but she's very beautiful. When I was little, she was my idol and the main object of my sexual fantasies. I often fantasized about how I would make love to her wildly, how I would spend wonderful times with her. Of course, it was just a fantasy, but it became one of my most cherished childhood memories.

Whenever my sister wasn't around, I would secretly open her drawer and look for things that men like. I often found her bra, which was a size 34, and then I would use it to wrap around my penis and masturbate, finally ejaculating onto her bra. Sometimes, I would find her panties and excitedly try them on.

In short, ever since I was little, I've had a strong sexual desire for my sister. Although I've never acted on it, the perfect image of my sister in my mind has never been destroyed; she has always been my dream girl.

Later, she got married. I envied my brother-in-law greatly because he had the most elegant lady in the world, but I wondered how my sister viewed her husband. My sister was a quiet and shy woman, but as far as I knew, her husband was a short-tempered and rude man. Sometimes I disliked the way he treated my sister, but he was very good to me. He often took me to exercise so I could have a muscular physique like him.

I was very grateful for his kindness, but the intense physical training was really too much for me, and I could never keep up with his demands. Once, in the locker room, a guy mocked my physique, saying, "I think you've come to the wrong place. The women's locker room is downstairs. I bet your thing isn't as big as mine. Want to try?" Hearing this, Ted immediately walked up to the man, glared at him fiercely, and the man immediately shut his mouth, apologizing profusely.

I greatly envied Ted's strong and muscular physique, and I was also very grateful for his care for me. Although I don't have a muscular physique, with Ted helping me, I haven't run into any trouble. It seems having a man to protect me isn't so bad.

It was another weekend, and Ted asked me to help sweep the fallen leaves in the yard, saying he'd pay me. I was naturally very happy and couldn't wait to get there and finish the work to earn some extra cash. So, even though he told me to come after lunch, I couldn't wait; I just wanted to get there as soon as possible and finish quickly.

I rode my bicycle into my sister's yard, and their dog, Sinca, immediately wagged its tail and jumped up, happily licking my face and hair.

Sinca is a big dog, a great watchdog. It's very intimidating to unfamiliar intruders, but incredibly gentle and affectionate towards its owner—a reliable and loyal watchdog. But Sinca weighs a hundred pounds; if it jumps on you, it's no joke.

I finally managed to push it away, freeing myself from its clutches, and then picked up a rake to sweep the

fallen leaves in the backyard. As I swept, I suddenly heard a strange sound coming from inside the house, occasionally mixed with 'slap slap' sounds. I was curious and wanted to know what the people inside were doing, so I dragged over a dining table, climbed up, and peered through the bedroom window. The scene inside truly shocked me.

My sister was tightly bound and suspended from the ceiling, with only her toes barely touching the ground. She was only wearing a black bodysuit, but a large opening had been cut between her legs, exposing her shameful private parts.

There was something stuffed in her mouth; upon closer inspection, I realized it was a large, thick dildo. Her eyes were blindfolded with a black cloth, and her ears were also stuffed. Ted was standing next to her, constantly stroking my sister's naked body.

I saw that his caresses were very skillful, constantly stimulating the most sensitive parts of the woman's body. With his caresses, my sister's body trembled incessantly, and her two large, snow-white breasts swayed with her movements, making my mouth dry and my throat unbearably.

Ted lifted one of my sister's legs and then gently sucked on her toes through her nylon stockings, putting them in his mouth and gently biting them. Sometimes he would stop and raise his large hand, like a prayer cushion, to slap her buttocks hard.

I felt extremely angry and almost wanted to rush in and pull Ted away. Although my sister was his wife, he shouldn't be abusing her like this. But on the other hand, I found it very stimulating, and even wanted to go in and watch closely. After all, I didn't see my sister like this often.

I felt my little brother couldn't withstand such stimulation and had already become erect.

At this moment, Ted's hand had reached my sister's vulva and began to roughly ravage her labia.

He forcefully pulled apart my sister's thick labia, twisting them, and then gently pinched and kneaded something inside with his fingers. My sister's body immediately began to tremble violently, emitting moaning sounds, her head swaying from side to side, the dildo in her mouth dancing in front of my eyes. I was so jealous that I wished my own penis could take its place.

But then, I heard Sinka barking behind me.

Damn it, I forgot about Sinka.

I quickly jumped off the table, picked up the rake, and continued sweeping the fallen leaves, but my body was extremely aroused.

Just then, the window opened, and Ted poked his head out.

"Who told you to come so early?" he roared at me. "I told you to come back after lunch. How long have you been here? Why did you move my dining table?"

I stammered that I would leave right away and come back later.

I hurried to the front door, got on my bicycle, and was about to slip away.

Just then, Ted opened the door, came out, and yelled at me, "Come back! I have something to tell you."

I initially wanted to pretend I didn't hear and run off, but curiosity made me stop. I wanted to know what Ted wanted to say, so I parked my bike and walked towards him.

I saw Ted standing in the doorway with his hands on his hips. When he saw me return, he grinned widely.

"Come in, don't rush, let's sit down and talk."

I followed him into the living room, and we sat down. Ted leaned closer.

"Tell me, what did you see?" His voice was calm; I couldn't tell if he was angry with me, so I remained silent, wanting to see his reaction.

"You know, your sister and I both like to play little games, and you enjoy watching them, right? I bet your little brother likes them too. You're hard, aren't you?"

Hearing Ted's last sentence, I jumped up and walked towards the door without looking back. Ted's words were too direct, too hurtful.

But Ted grabbed me, not letting me go.

"Don't rush, I didn't mean to hurt you. I just want to know the truth; maybe it will help you."

As he spoke, he tapped my nose with his finger, where the faint scent of my sister's body still lingered.

"Can you smell it?" he chuckled. "Take a good sniff. It's the scent of your slutty sister. Imagine you're sticking your fingers into her wet, horny hole, getting them wet with her juices. Not bad, right? Now imagine the wet, sticky feeling. Haha, is your little guy hard again? Don't you want to get closer and look at her?"

Ted had hit the nail on the head. I felt incredibly embarrassed because my little brother had once again defied my will, creating a small tent in my pants.

My mind was in turmoil; all the fantasies of the past decade flooded my mind, and my sister's beautiful body reappeared before my eyes.

Oh, wasn't that what I longed for?

What was I hesitating for?

I nodded dazedly, and then Ted smiled with satisfaction.

My legs trembled as I staggered behind Ted towards their bedroom.

Opening the door, my sister was still hanging in mid-air, swaying gently back and forth. Her hands were bound tightly, her wrists bound securely, dangling from a ring on the ceiling. She struggled to support herself with her toes, but even with her legs fully extended, she could barely reach the floor.

We walked up to her, and I could see the dildo stuffed in her mouth.

Ted pulled my hand up, guiding me to touch my sister's private parts.

At the opening, it was warm to the touch, feeling very soft, but hot, sticky, and very slippery.

Ted held my fingers down, making me touch a protruding clitoris on my sister's vulva, and then we rubbed it back and forth together. My sister's body began to tremble again.

I felt extremely stimulated. I actually had the opportunity to put my hand on my sister's private parts, and I could caress her there at will, and it actually made my sister feel very happy. I felt my senses also becoming excited, and my fingers moved much more freely.

"This is your sister's clitoris, the softest part of a woman's body. If you touch it, your sister will get pleasure. The harder you squeeze it, the happier your sister will be. Come on, squeeze it hard, make your sister even happier, she will like it very much."

My little brother was already swollen as if he was about to explode, almost bursting through my pants. I excitedly squeezed my sister's clitoris hard, while pulling and tugging at it. My sister's body twisted even more violently, trying her best to get rid of my attack.

"Good job, harder!" Ted seemed even more excited than me.

I pinched my sister's clitoris hard, pulling it outwards as if to rip it off.

Her breathing became increasingly rapid; her toes left the ground, and her body writhed in pain in the air. I was ecstatic. At first, I felt some pity for her, but now I was completely consumed by sadistic pleasure. I pulled hard on her clitoris, causing her body to sway in the air. She groaned in pain, but this couldn't stop my urges. I was completely captivated by the pleasure of torturing my sister, and I ravaged her clitoris even harder.

"Great job, Paul! You didn't disappoint me. Let's teach your sister, this slut, a lesson and hear her screams!"

Ted shouted excitedly. Whenever my sister's body swayed towards him, he would slap her buttocks hard, sending her flying back towards me.

My sister's body writhed, making moaning sounds, protesting our actions.

Ted pulled the dildo out of his sister's mouth, and she immediately let out a painful groan, half scream, half lament. It was impossible to tell if she was truly in pain or experiencing pleasure, because I clearly heard her begging Ted not to stop.

So, I continued to manipulate her clitoris in various ways, while Ted stood behind her, embracing her from behind and forcefully kneading her firm, white breasts.

At this point, his sister realized there were other people in the house and began to scream, but since her eyes were covered, she obviously didn't know it was her brother playing with her.

Her screams and resistance excited me even more, and I inserted more fingers into her sweet, fleshy hole, stirring them wildly inside. Her screams immediately turned into tight moans, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

"Fuck her, Paul! Fuck this slutty bitch to death with your hands!"

I knelt down, bringing my face close to my sister's alluring vulva, carefully observing the wondrous sight there.

My sister's pubic hair had been shaved off by her husband, leaving her completely bald and clean. Her vulva was exceptionally full, the two petals vibrant and eye-catching, displaying the beauty of a young woman maturing. In the center of her vulva was a deep crevice. I used my fingers to pry open the plump petals, and the erotic world inside was fully revealed before me. I could see that the vulva was bright red inside, surrounded by steep peaks and layers of tender flesh. Tiny streams of fluid constantly seeped from the tips of the cliffs, forming a watery pool at the bottom of the vulva. With a gentle movement of my fingers inside, the mountains collapsed, and the accumulated fluid flowed out, covering my entire palm with sticky, lustful fluid.

I impulsively shoved my entire hand inside. A woman's genitals are truly wondrous. I watched as my palm slowly sank into my sister's vagina. Although it became increasingly difficult the further in I went, the feeling of the soft inner walls of my sister's vagina rubbing against the back of my hand was incredibly pleasurable.

I squeezed my hand in desperately, my fingers touching a soft wall of flesh. At first, I didn't understand what it was, so I scraped it a few times with my fingers. My sister immediately cried out, tears streaming down her cheeks and dripping onto my head. Only then did I realize that it was her uterus.

I pulled my hand out, and due to the air pressure, my sister's vaginal opening contracted rapidly, making a soft "pop" sound. I found it very interesting, so I began to let my hand replace my fingers, going in and out of my sister's honey hole. Each time I went in and out, it made a sound of flesh hitting flesh, and brought out a lot of vaginal fluid.

My sister was really exhausted by what I was doing. Her body had forgotten how to tremble. Every time I entered her, all her muscles were tense, only trembling slightly, showing how tense she was. Only when my wrist left did she let out a sweet sigh of satisfaction.

"That's enough, Paul. I think it's time to really fuck her."

Ted released my sister's breasts and told me to take my hand away too. So I stood aside and watched how he manipulated my sister.

He forcefully spread my sister's two beautiful, snow-white legs, then picked up a thin wooden stick and began to whip her ankles. My sister screamed in pain, frantically pulling her legs back to avoid his blows, her body swaying wildly in the air without support.

Ted hit her for a while, then stopped, took a chain, tied one end to the middle of the stick, then placed the stick between my sister's legs, wrapped the chain around it, and lifted it up, hooking the other end of the chain onto a hook on my sister's wrist. Thus, my poor sister was completely suspended in mid-air, her body curled up, leaving her buttocks completely exposed.

"Enjoy the show, Paul, the real show is just beginning."

Ted quickly unzipped his pants and threw them on the ground. When he took off his underwear, his astonishingly large member was revealed, instantly making me feel ashamed.

I'd seen him naked before, and of course, his genitals—at the gym—but only when he was flaccid. Now, fully erect, I could only feel ashamed.

Honestly, his thing was a good ten feet long and as thick as my wrist. I'd never seen or imagined a man's penis could be that long.

After carefully checking the bindings, Ted inserted his fingers into his sister's anus. She immediately screamed.

Ted's fingers were thick and hard, acting like a flexible little penis. He dug and prodded forcefully into her anus, and her screams quickly turned into moans. He continued digging and probing vigorously. When he pulled his fingers out, I could see they were covered in a yellowish-brown substance—I guessed it was her feces.

"Alright, time to give our little bitch some nutrition."

He grabbed his sister's hair, lifted her head, and forced his feces-covered fingers into her mouth. Instantly, his sister, who had been struggling fiercely, calmed down and obediently sucked on Ted's fingers. From her facial movements, I could imagine her licking the feces off his fingers with her soft tongue.

Ted withdrew his fingers, grabbed her legs, and guided his penis to her vulva, spreading it open with his fingers. Then, with a forceful thrust, his enormous member plunged deep into her vagina.

His sister let out a beast-like scream, indistinguishable between pain and pleasure. Ted ignored her reaction and continued thrusting his massive member. Once fully inside, he began a ferocious, almost unimaginable, pumping motion.

His sister's body hung in mid-air, her heavy form being lifted and swayed back and forth by Ted's powerful thrusts.

Ted grabbed her legs to prevent her swaying from interfering with his thrusts, but the impact of his massive penis below grew stronger with each stroke, relentlessly attacking her dripping wetness.

Each time he thrust deeply, she cried out in excitement, "Harder! Harder!"

Suddenly, just as she was in ecstasy, Ted stopped, pulling his penis out. I saw that his penis now looked particularly grotesque, covered in her vaginal fluids, which were still slowly dripping.

He suddenly revealed a wicked smile, then pressed his purplish-red glans against her buttocks. I suddenly understood what he was going to do, took a step forward, and was about to speak up to stop him, but it was too late.

He pressed down on her buttocks and suddenly thrust upwards, forcing his enormous glans into her narrow anus. My sister immediately let out a heart-wrenching groan of pain. I felt a pang of pity, because she looked like she was in real pain. I could imagine how her small hole could possibly accommodate such a huge penis.

But no matter how hard she struggled, she was no match for her husband's strong body. Ted roared, gripped her tightly, and began to brutally force his massive penis inside her.

The sister's face contorted in pain; her frail body desperately tried to escape her husband's intrusion, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Once his penis was fully inside her, Ted finally stopped, leaving it inside her without further penetration. The sister, as if understanding her inescapable fate, submitted, and Ted began a new round of piston-like movements.

He thrust in and out confidently, and when he pulled his penis out, I could see it was covered in yellowish-brown filth, somewhat disgusting.

He thrust skillfully, each time pulling out quickly, leaving the glans inside, then slowly pushing it back in, combining fast and slow, deep and shallow strokes.

Looking at my sister, her face was streaked with tears and snot, and she was uttering weak moans. It seemed the sensations in her lower body were no longer relevant to her; she was simply resigned to her fate.

At that moment, Ted called me over and said, "Paul, grab her breasts, hold her tight, I'm going to cum."

Following his instructions, I obediently grabbed my sister's large breasts, preventing her from moving easily.

Ted pulled his huge penis out of my sister's pitiful anus, then grabbed her thighs and thrust his penis back into her vagina, beginning another frenzied, rapid thrusting.

My sister finally breathed a sigh of relief; her previous pain was gone, replaced by an expression of pleasure. Her lower body moved rapidly up and down, allowing her husband's penis to penetrate even deeper.

However, Ted completely ignored her, only concerned with his own pleasure as he thrust in and out of her vagina.

Suddenly, Ted roared and thrust his lower body upwards with terrifying force, lifting my sister's body completely off the ground. The force transmitted from her almost knocked me to the ground as well.

Ted's massive penis was deeply embedded in my sister's vagina. His buttocks moved rapidly, and my sister cooperated by twisting her lower body, receiving her husband's gift, moaning loudly. The room echoed with her frenzied cries of pleasure and her husband's heavy breathing. Clearly, Ted had ejaculated inside her.

Only when Ted finally withdrew his limp penis did the room quiet down.

I sat on the bed with him to rest. Although I hadn't been part of it, the stimulating and lewd scene had already made my legs weak; I was just short of ejaculating.

My sister was still hanging in mid-air, swaying back and forth, and only her soft breathing could be heard.

"I think it's time to let her see who our guest is."

Hearing this, I tried to get up and slip away, but he grabbed me and I had no choice but to stay.

He pulled the plugs from my sister's ears, tore off the blindfold, grabbed her hair, and lifted her face, making her look directly at me, awkwardly standing in front of her sister.

As my sister's eyes gradually adjusted to the light, she saw me sitting on the bed and immediately screamed.

Ted, anticipating this, immediately covered her mouth to stop her from making a sound.

"Haha, Paul is no longer your brother; he's the punisher now, here to punish you. Just now, he was fiddling with you, pinching your clitoris. Did it feel good? You're lucky to have a brother like that, aren't you? Now I'm going to put you down. You'll crawl on the floor like I taught you, and then I'll make you do it with Paul."

Then, he untied his wife, threw her to the ground, removed all her restraints, and cursed her with vulgarities, calling her a "little slut, a whore, a sow."

The poor sister lay curled up on the floor, trembling uncontrollably, looking utterly helpless.

I felt my little brother had never been so hard before; was it because of her?

"You know what to do, you slut," Ted commanded her. "Hurry up and do it!"

My sister immediately propped herself up, crawled towards me, and knelt on the floor. Like a wife, she gently took off my sneakers and carefully placed them under the bed. Then she carefully took off my socks, folded them meticulously, and placed them on top of the shoes. She then looked up at me, her eyes filled with a complex mix of reproach, resentment, helplessness, and perhaps even a hint of joy.

She placed my bare feet on her soft thighs and began to massage them.

Her fingers gently kneaded my soles, pulling them closer to her, until my heels rested on her bare, plump mounds. She began massaging my toes, gently rotating my feet and rubbing my heels against her fleshy mounds.

Oh, I couldn't take it! This was so stimulating! My sister was giving me a service!

I felt the blood rushing to my head, my little brother practically bursting with desire.

But my sister continued massaging my toes slowly and deliberately. Then, she quickly lowered her head and took my toes into her sexy mouth, deliberately making "tsk tsk" sucking sounds, making me incredibly itchy and aroused.

She sucked for a while, then switched to the other side, repeating this several times. Finally, she ended this sensual, stimulating, yet unsatisfying service and put my feet down. She looked up again, gazing deeply at me; now, her eyes were filled with tender love and boundless desire.

She reached out and, with trembling hands, unbuckled my belt and unbuttoned my pants, pulling down my trousers and underwear. My masculine symbol then bulged out, pointing straight at her.

But instead of immediately pouncing on me, she carefully folded my pants and placed them aside. Then, she skillfully reached out her cute little hand, grasped my penis, and gently and tenderly stroked it, as if holding a rare treasure, carefully protecting it.

Looking into my eyes, she lowered her head and slowly, bit by bit, took my engorged glans into her mouth. Her tongue pressed against the tip of my penis, gently teasing it, and I couldn't help but groan.

Satisfied, she lowered her head and swallowed my entire penis, then began to slowly move it up and down.

This kind of stimulation was something I had never experienced before, especially with my longtime dream girl—my sister—giving me satisfaction. I was utterly stunned by my good fortune and could only passively experience my sister's exquisite oral sex skills.

I watched my sister's head move up and down, and I could see her two bright red lips sucking on my penis. She seemed to be savoring some delicious delicacy, licking and sucking my penis vigorously, as if trying to draw out some nectar.

Just as my sister released my penis, wanting to take things further, Ted shoved her head back between my legs.

"No, no, you bitch! The game has only just begun. I'll tell you when to stop and see if you dare to stop."

With that, he left the room. When he returned, he was holding Sinka's hand.

"Look, Paul. Just a little while, let's see how Sinka performs."

Sinka seemed to be an expert; as soon as Ted released it, it immediately barked and pounced on my sister, sticking out its long tongue to lick her upturned buttocks and exposed vulva.

Sinka's tongue was long and hot, licking my sister while she sucked on my penis, making her moan incessantly, no longer as composed as before.

Sinca, its mouth agape, panted heavily as it licked its mistress's genitals, a large, dark penis dangling from its lower body.

Ted scolded it, ordering Sinca to climb onto its mistress's back.

I was stunned by the sight before me. Sinca stood upright, its paws resting on its mistress's back, its lower body thrusting back and forth frantically, but unable to find the entrance, barking in frustration.

Ted finally guided its dark penis to the entrance of its mistress's vagina, and Sinca cried out in pleasure, its lower body beginning to move rapidly.

Although I couldn't see down there, I could imagine that Sinca's enormous dark penis was already inside my sister's vagina.

My sister began to moan loudly, but her mouth still didn't forget to service my little brother.

Ted laughed wildly, "Can you believe it? Sinka's thing is eight inches long! When it's about to ejaculate, it'll be as thick as your wrist!"

It was a truly hilarious moment. Sinka and I stared at each other. My sister was giving my penis oral sex, while Sinka was thrusting his enormous cock into my mistress's cunt. I didn't know how to describe my feelings; it was just incredibly absurd that a human and a dog could be paired up!

I looked at Sinka's bloodshot eyes as he lay on top of my mistress, his lower body thrusting rapidly, saliva dripping from his gaping mouth and splattering onto my mistress's back.

My sister let out a low moan, her hands gripping my buttocks tightly for support. Her tongue entwined around my penis, moving up and down with Sinka's movements.

Suddenly, Sinka stopped, and a low growl came from deep within my sister's throat, while her mouth began frantically stroking my penis. Her fingernails were digging deep into my muscles, and her body suddenly tensed.

"Sinka's about to cum! That thing of hers is a real treasure! It must be swollen inside by now. Imagine what it would be like to have something as thick as a wrist stuffed inside Susie's hole, oh, amazing! And imagine what it would be like to have Sinka's semen shot inside her, tsk tsk."

Ted was even more excited than we were, constantly spouting lewd words to stimulate our lust. Coupled with my sister's wonderful oral sex skills, I felt my little brother was about to burst.

"Oh, don't cum so fast, Paul. The show hasn't started yet."

Ted immediately stopped my impulse. Looking at his crazy grin, I didn't know if I was fucking my sister or he was fucking me.

After Sinka pulled his thing out, Ted made Susie leave my lower body. Luckily, I stopped in time, or I really would have cummed.

Ted nodded to Susie, and she obediently crawled under Sinka, put her mouth on Sinka's shrunken genitals, and sucked away the remaining dog semen.

Afterwards, Ted led Sinka outside, and Susie finally had a chance to rest. She collapsed limply to the ground, panting heavily. Her tight-fitting clothes were stained with filth, emitting a pungent smell of sweat and some strange odor, but also a strong scent of lust.

When Ted returned, he was carrying a bottle of water. He straddled Susie, drank the water from the bottle, and then urinated in front of me.

He urinated completely on Susie's chest, face, and mouth. I was shocked to see my sister drink the urine that had been urinated into her mouth, without any disgust.

After urinating, Ted lay on all fours on the ground, and Susie silently crawled behind him and began licking his anus.

I watched in shock as my sister's tongue went in and out of her husband's anus. Ted groaned, and I saw his penis begin to swell again.

He kept shouting, "Deeper!" and Susie tried her best to satisfy his demands.

The two of them did this for a long time. I was already exhausted from watching, my little brother was hard as iron, throbbing painfully.

Finally, they stopped. Ted sat on the ground, panting, and said, "What a pity, I just had a bowel movement this morning. If I had known you would join us today, I would have stayed until now. It's a shame, I really wish you could see your sister eating my excrement. Okay, it's time for the final moment."

He lay down, his huge penis pointing straight up, the engorged glans glowing a faint red, looking particularly ugly and terrifying. The sister silently climbed on top of him, aligning her vulva perfectly, and with a downward pull, swallowed her husband's huge penis.

"Paul, could you go and get Mike for me? He must be sleeping in his room."

But these words immediately made the sister tense. She cried out, "No, no! Please, don't call Mike! I don't want to do that in front of Paul! Please, no, I will do as you say."

The sister began to sob.

Ted just laughed, raised his knee, lifted her body, pressed his hands against her buttocks, and began his vigorous piston-like movements again.

This time, his movements were particularly ferocious, each thrust making a loud "thump-thump" sound, his face already covered in sweat.

He shouted to me, "Paul, fuck her ass!"

I hesitated for a moment, glancing at Ted, who was vigorously fucking Susie's pussy, and decided to do as he said.

I went behind my sister, reached out and grabbed her plump buttocks. My sister's buttocks were so soft, I exclaimed in admiration, my fingers found the location of her anus, and then guided my penis to her back hole, and then slowly and forcefully pushed the glans in.

My sister's anus was so tight, I struggled to push in, the friction of the flesh walls gave me tremendous pleasure, and I had never had the experience of inserting my penis into a woman's anus before, and now the first person was my sister, how could I not be excited?

After my little brother was completely inside my sister's anus, I started thrusting. Through the vaginal walls, I could feel Ted's penis rubbing against my sister's vagina, and the feeling of her tight anus gripping my little brother was absolutely wonderful. My

sister's moans grew louder and louder. How could she possibly remain calm under the combined assault of two grown men?

Just as my sister's movements became increasingly frantic, Ted suddenly stopped. He rolled over, pulled out his penis, and pushed my sister to the ground. My little brother also left my sister's anus.

I looked at Ted in confusion. He just sneered at my sister, who was lying on the ground, groaning in despair from the sudden emptiness.

"Alright, you slut, now tell Paul what you want him to do."

My sister bit her lip, looked at me, and after a while, pleaded softly with a tearful face, "Paul, please bring Mike over, okay?"

I stood up, glanced at Ted, and he nodded with a smile. So I walked towards Mike's room. Mike, their son, was just learning to walk. When I entered his room, he was playing in his crib, naked except for a diaper.

I picked him up, and the little guy was very restless, kicking and crying in my arms, repeatedly stepping heavily on my semi-erect penis.

Looking at such an innocent and naive child, I was overwhelmed with mixed feelings. Should we let him be exposed to the darker side of sex so early?

It's a sin!

As I was thinking this, I heard my sister calling me, "Bring him over here, Paul. He won't get hurt; he's done these things before."

Hearing his mother's voice, the little guy became even more restless, struggling and babbling as he got out of my arms, running towards his mother's bedroom. I quickly followed behind, afraid he might suddenly fall.

Back in the bedroom, Ted was already lying down again, and his sister was straddling him.

Mike stood beside his father. After his mother removed his diaper, Mike obediently turned around, climbed onto his father's chest, and knelt down, his dirty bottom sticking up and facing his mother.

His sister turned and glanced shyly at me standing in the doorway, then turned back helplessly, supporting her son's waist with her hand, and then sticking out her tongue to lick his dirty little bottom.

I watched as his sister diligently cleaned the filth from his bottom, her pink tongue licking back and forth on little Mike's dirty buttocks, slowly absorbing the filth into her mouth.

While she was cleaning her son, her husband violently thrust his huge penis in and out of her vagina.

While Ted teased his son's little sausage, he called out to me, "Fuck your sister's ass, Paul."

The family's frenzied and lewd behavior deeply aroused me, and my little brother immediately swelled up several times. I knelt behind my sister again, and it took me a while to regain my rhythm. Then Ted and I teamed up, each taking turns fucking my sister from both ends.

After my sister cleaned her son's ass, she turned him over, then lowered her head and sucked on his poor little sausage.

Since there was no need to worry about the little guy falling off, Ted and I began to relentlessly attack my sister's wet vulva and narrow anus. My sister was now completely immersed in frenzied lust, her body trembling uncontrollably. I don't know what Ted felt, but my sister's anus was contracting very strongly, like an iron clamp tightly gripping my little brother, and the pleasure of thrusting in and out was indescribable.

I couldn't hold on any longer and said I was going to cum. Ted said he was coming too.

So our thrusting speed suddenly increased, and my sister was practically blown away, moaning and groaning with pleasure.

Ted suddenly roared again, and I knew he had ejaculated. I quickly thrust a few more times and also released my pent-up semen into my sister's ass.

We both collapsed to the ground. I withdrew my limp penis, and Mike got off my father.

Then, Ted told my sister to take off her clothes, and she obediently took off her soaking wet bodysuit and tossed it aside.

"Clean this house before we come back, and you go wash up too, you filthy bitch. My sister Ariane is coming later, and she won't like to see you, you dirty sow."

Just as I was about to put on my clothes, Ted called me back: "Leave them there, Paul, Susie will wash them for you. Let's go, go take a shower."

My sister lowered her head and quickly walked towards the kitchen. I stood there, unsure of what to do, but Ted was angry. He said unhappily, "I said Susie will wash your clothes! Come with me, don't you want to see my sister? She's coming with her two children."

Instantly, a terrible feeling welled up inside me. I didn't care how his sister would react when she saw my little brother, but I hated her sons because they often teased me.

Her sons were both very strong, one was my age, and the other was only fourteen, but they were both very tall, just like Ted. The younger one was already as tall as me, and the older one was like an iron tower.

I grabbed my underwear, rushed to the door, and tried to slip away. But as soon as I opened it, Ariana's eldest son, Gray, pushed me back, and I fell to the ground.

Looking up, I saw Ariana and her two sons standing in the doorway, laughing at me.

"Hey, Paul, looks like you and my brother get along well. Your sister's in too, right?"

"Look at that little thing, Mom, have you ever seen anything that small? I think Mike's is bigger than that, haha."

"That's not a man's genitals, just three little bumps on a woman's vulva. Hey, little girl, need any help?"

The three of them burst into hysterical laughter. Gray finally reached out and pulled me up.

I felt extremely embarrassed and angry. I turned to slip away through the back door, but Ted appeared in the doorway, blocking my way. I bumped into his chest and fell to the ground again, immediately eliciting another burst of laughter. Ariana finally managed to stop laughing, but tears were streaming down her face.

"I never knew Paul was so funny. He must like lying on the floor, just like his slutty sister. Ted, have you slept with him yet?"

Ted shook his head. "Not yet. I wanted to train him to be a real man, but he can't handle the hard work. Looks like I should teach him how to be a whore today, but I don't know where to start."

"Hmm—" Ariana squinted and said, "Maybe I can help you, kids. Take his clothes off, throw him on the bed, and let me teach him."

Gray and Rick immediately pounced on me and stripped me naked.

I screamed and struggled desperately, but how could I, so weak, possibly fight them?

They each grabbed one of my legs and dragged me into the bedroom. Mike saw this and thought it was funny, so he sat on me, enjoying the ride.

My sister was cleaning in the bedroom when she suddenly saw my miserable state and was shocked.

She immediately dropped what she was doing and rushed over to rescue me, but Gray stopped her. He hoisted my sister onto his shoulders and began slapping her bare bottom hard. Tears welled up instantly, and my sister cried out in pain. But the two brothers seemed to enjoy spanking her, hitting harder and harder, making the slaps louder and louder. I was barely able to protect myself and could only watch helplessly as my sister was ravaged by my two nephews.

"You two take this bitch to Sinka's den and have some fun. Paul and I are going to enjoy ourselves here."

The two little devils happily carried their sister out, and Ted took his son out too, leaving only Ariane and me in the bedroom.

I looked at the door, listening to my sister's cries outside, my heart aching terribly, but I was powerless to help. I truly regretted coming to the wrong place today.

"Do you know why I came here, Paul? I love seeing your sister suffer. I come here at least once a month. My husband also likes sex, but he's always hesitant and not very satisfying when I'm on my period. At that time, your sister is a perfect sex slave. Today happens to be my period again, so let's see how you perform, Paul."

Ariane sat down on the bed, slowly taking off her shoes and stockings, then her lace panties. I saw a sanitary napkin stuck to her panties, with obvious stains.

I watched as she reached out and tore the sanitary napkin off, then threw it in my face.

"Smell it, Paul, it smells so good, doesn't it, haha."

I had never smelled anything like this before, so I curiously brought the sanitary napkin to my nose and smelled it. Instantly, a putrid stench assaulted my nostrils, making me want to vomit, but for some reason, I felt an extremely lewd and stimulating sensation.

My little brother actually stood up at that moment, regaining its vigorous vitality.

Ariane gestured for me to come to her side, and I slowly moved to her side, looking down, but my eyes were secretly glancing at her hairy mouth below. I could see dried bloodstains still on her pubic hair, and outside that temporarily closed 'mouth,' I could see a little bit of white stuff peeking out.

She stood up, took a plastic sheet from the closet next to her, spread it on the bed, and then stood on the bed, facing her lower body directly at me, and then gently pulled out a little bit of the white stuff that was sticking out of her vulva.

Because she was so close, I could clearly see that it was soaking wet with blood, and a stench assaulted my nostrils, making me want to vomit again.

She lay down and took one of my hands, guiding it to the sanitary napkin inserted into her vagina. My finger immediately became covered in bright red blood.

She guided my finger to my mouth and ordered me to lick it. I stuck out my tongue and lightly touched it, but she was very dissatisfied and loudly scolded me to put my finger back in.

I had no choice but to put my finger in my mouth and deliberately suck on it as if it were delicious.

She was pleased and suddenly pulled me close, pressing my head between her legs, ordering me to lick her vagina clean and drink everything inside.

I had no choice but to stick out my tongue and lick her there, while simultaneously putting the sanitary napkin inserted there into my mouth.

She pressed my head down forcefully, preventing me from escaping, and said, "Suck it clean, Paul, lick it clean, you'll like it."

Ariane's genitals smelled absolutely awful, a stench that assaulted my nostrils, but sadly, I obediently did as she asked, without even thinking of resisting.

I endured the stench, licking Ariane's genitals clean bit by bit, swallowing the filth that oozed from her.

Afterwards, I wondered how I could have eaten such things, but at the time, I felt nothing as I swallowed them, though it made me unable to eat for days afterward.

While enjoying my attentive service, Ariane reached out and grabbed my penis, stroking it vigorously, but just as I was trembling and about to ejaculate, she suddenly stopped.

She pulled my head up, pulled the sanitary napkin out of my mouth, tossed it aside, then lay down, bringing her vulva close to my face, and ordered me to stick my tongue inside.

"Good job, Paul. Maybe I'll make you cum later. Now, clean my pubic hair first, then you can put your tongue in."

I took her curly pubic hair into my mouth and licked the blood clots off it. This time, the taste wasn't as disgusting as before. I cleaned her pubic hair little by little, all the way to her vulva.

I gently teased her thick labia with the tip of my tongue. There were still quite a few traces of blood on them, but I no longer felt disgusted. I just focused on licking her vulva.

Ariane groaned, and her body began to writhe restlessly.

I thrust my tongue in and stirred it around inside. The bloody smell was still very strong, but I didn't care anymore. I took her clitoris into my mouth and focused my attack on that spot.

Sure enough, no woman could resist. Ariane kept writhing, pressing her hands hard against my head, and rubbing her lower body against my face, almost suffocating me.

A bloody, pungent fluid kept gushing from her, so strong it numbed my tongue and nose.

All I knew was to mechanically suck the fluid, trying to lick it clean.

Finally, Ariane stopped wriggling, released my head, and sat up.

"Looks like you like my thing even more than your sister. Good, I like it. Go, get my purse."

I did as she said, and she pulled a small cup from her purse. I knew what it was for. She gave me a strange smile, without explaining, but used her fingers to pry open her labia and insert the cup.

Then she called her sons in and asked, "How was your fun?"

The two sons were clearly satisfied: "Great!"

Ariane asked, "How's Susie?"

Gray pointed out the window.

I looked out too, and saw my sister squatting next to Sinka, licking Sinka's buttocks.

Ariana beckoned to Ted, who was standing beside her sister watching. He understood, dragged her in, and pushed her down onto the floor. Her sister was now covered in filth, her face and body splattered with what appeared to be dog or human semen, and she lay on the floor, panting.

Gray walked behind her, pressed down on her buttocks, and forcefully thrust his penis into her vagina, starting to have sex with her right in front of us. He gloated and provoked me as he did so, but I dared not make a sound, because I couldn't beat him.

Soon, Gray reached his climax, and I could see milky white semen gushing from her vagina. Then, Gray forced me to lick her vulva, cleaning up his semen.

Finally, all the entertainment ended, and Ted invited everyone to the pool in the yard to clean themselves, while my sister and I were instructed to clean the house first.

Only then did we have time to take a shower.

After all the guests had gone to sleep, Ariane was the last to leave. She took the cup she had been holding in her vagina, smiled, and walked over to us. She lifted our chins and poured the contents of her cup into our mouths.

"Susie, call your parents. Paul's staying here for a week. Hehe, I'm going to teach him a lesson. Okay, I'm going to sleep now. I'll bring you more goodies later."

With that, she walked away triumphantly.

My sister hugged me, and the two of us burst into tears. After a long while, we stopped crying. I cleaned her wounds and applied medicine to her badly injured skin. Then, we cuddled together and fell asleep.

Tomorrow, a new round of games will begin.

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