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LESSON 16: I MARRIED HIS FATHER
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2026-09-24 16:16:19
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They did not let me sleep.An hour was a lie. Twenty minutes after Reid came down my throat I was on my back again, thighs shaking, Holt’s mouth on my cunt licking his brother and his father out of me like that was a kindness. It was not a kindness. He was getting me wet enough for the last thing Daddy had promised.Vance held one knee. Reid held the other. Their father knelt between my legs and looked at his sons’ work — swollen, shiny, leaking — and nodded once.“Good. She won’t fight the stretch.”He pushed into my cunt first, slow, claiming the hole his boys had already flooded. I was so used I took him to the root with a broken sound. He fucked me like that for a minute, just to feel it, just to make Reid watch his father’s cock disappear into his wife. Then he pulled out, slick, and notched against my ass.“Breathe.”He sank in.Deeper than before. No teaching this time. He held my hip and took his daughter-in-law’s ass in long, heavy strokes while three sons watched the place t
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Reid slid under me and pulled my hips down onto his cock in one wet drop.I was already ruined from his brothers. I took him to the root anyway, palms on his chest, hair in my face. Vance stepped in front of me and fed me his cock again, thick from being in my cunt, tasting like me. Holt’s fingers were slick with whatever he had taken from between my legs. He pressed two of them against my ass and worked them in slow, stretching, patient in a way the rest of him was not.“Breathe,” Holt muttered. “Dad’s bigger than I am. You clamp down and you’ll tear.”Their father stood at the foot of the bed and watched his three sons open his son’s wife. He stroked himself once, unhurried, like he had all night and the guest room had always belonged to him.“That’s enough fingers,” he said. “She’s dripping down Reid’s balls. She can take me.”Holt pulled his fingers out. I felt empty in a place I had never let anyone have. Then the blunt, hot head of their father notched there and my whole body tr
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The guest room smelled like clean sheets and the cologne Holt wore to every Christmas I had survived with my knees together.Vance was already inside. Shirt off. Belt open. The thick line of him shoved down the front of his slacks like he had stopped pretending the second I stood up from the table. Reid took the doorway. Holt came in on my left. Behind all of them, their father set his bag against the wall and shut the door with his heel.Four men. One dress. My pulse was a stupid, wet drum between my legs.“Knees, little sister.” Vance’s voice had dropped all the holiday courtesy. “Reid told you what this night is. Don’t make Dad ask twice.”I went down on their guest-room rug. The dress rode up my thighs. Vance hooked two fingers in the neckline and tore it to my waist so my tits spilled into the cool air. He made a sound like he had been waiting years to see them without a table in the way.“Bra off.”Holt did it from behind, unhooked it, dragged the straps down my arms. His mouth
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The last plate clicked onto the table and the front door opened behind me.“Sky. We’re home.” Reid’s voice, easy, pleased. “Brought the family.”I turned with a hostess smile and felt it die.Reid. Behind him, filling my hallway like they owned the square footage — Holt and Vance. His older brothers. The ones I only saw at holidays, the ones who kissed my cheek too close to my mouth and called me little sister like it was a joke I was supposed to laugh at.Tank top. Shorts. No bra. The AC had made my nipples obvious. I crossed my arms too late. Holt’s eyes dropped and stayed. Vance’s mouth ticked like he had already won something.“You didn’t say they were coming.” My voice thinned. “I would have put on a dress.”Reid crossed the kitchen, hooked a finger in my waistband, and kissed me. Husband-soft. Then his palm cracked across my ass, loud, possessive, and he squeezed the sting.Holt watched the bounce. Vance made a low sound in his throat.“Doesn’t matter what she’s wearing,” Reid s
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The blue dress was a mistake I put on anyway.Nothing under it. His cum still a slick ghost between my thighs because I had not wiped it off. I sat at Tessa’s table at 7:04 with my knees together and then, because his eyes told me to, I let them fall open a fraction under the cloth.Tessa talked. Residency. A patient who would not stop bleeding. How nice it was to have her baby sister home, how the spare pillows were the good ones, how I should not be shy about food. Grant passed the salt. His fingers brushed mine and came away shiny with a little of what I had not cleaned, and he put those fingers on his water glass like nothing in the world was wrong.Under the table his shoe hooked my ankle and dragged it toward him until my knees were spread and the dress was the only thing between my bare cunt and the wood.“You’re flushed again,” Tessa said, squinting at me. “Do you have a fever? I can call in antibiotics.”“It’s the dress,” I said. “Warm.”Grant’s hand left the table.It landed
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The kitchen was dark again. I made it that way.I stood where he had found me last night, sleep shorts on because he had told me to, nothing underneath, the counter edge cutting my palms. The house still smelled like Tessa’s lunch. Her container sat in the sink. Her lipstick was on a glass by the stove. I stared at that pink mark and did not move when Grant’s body hit mine from behind.No mistake this time. His hands knew the height of me. His mouth opened on my throat and said the right name into my skin.“Sloane.”He yanked the shorts down to my thighs and left them there, a useless band that kept my legs from opening all the way. Two fingers shoved into me without asking. I was filthy from the morning — his mouth, his cum rubbed into me, the dress I had sat in across from my sister — and he felt all of it.“You ate her food with this dripping under the table.” He pumped his fingers, wet and loud. “You let her kiss my mouth after I’d had yours on my cock.”“Grant—”“Counter. Hands f
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