"Well," my niece answered slowly, reluctantly, "I haven't gone all the way, but one boy did rub my boobs, and I had my hands on his... you know."

"His cock?"

"Yes, ma'am." My niece was blushing furiously at this point.

"Did he come?" I asked. Despite my misgivings, I found myself transfixed by this conversation. My sister looked at me in a way that made me think she was getting ready to say something, but instead she turned to her daughter.

"Well?" she asked. "Did he?"

"Uhm... no, I don't think so."

"Have you ever seen a boy, or a man, have an orgasm?"

"No, ma'am. I'm not really sure what that means."

"Well, you saw what came out of your uncle's dick while I was sucking him, didn't you?"

"Actually," I interjected, smiling,"she probably didn't. She was kind of busy with her own needs. But she saw some of the clips, right?" I asked, looking at my niece.

My sister looked between my niece and me. "Fine," she said, finally. "Do you want to stay or not? If you stay, you are going to learn all about sex, first hand. You don't have to do anything you don't want to, but I will assume that your uncle or I can do anything unless you specifically say no. You can't watch from the sidelines, though. You'll have to get undressed and join us on the bed."

"Now hold on," I said. "Just because I like watching those videos doesn't mean I want to actually do that stuff, especially with my own niece."

"Bullshit," my sister said, laughing. "Look," she continued, "I was pissed at first, but the truth is watching those clips on your computer turned me on. I never could understand how some guys could like seeing young girls do those things, but seeing it for myself... Well, it's very erotic. Now are you going to tell me that you really don't want the opportunity to do something with a young girl? As long as she's willing, that is."

I looked to her daughter, raising an eyebrow. "Are you willing to join us? As your mother said, you don't have to do anything you don't want to, and if you start getting uncomfortable you can leave at any time." She nodded shyly, and I could already feel my dick stirring again, thoughts of what I'd do to this young girl if given the chance dancing through my head.

Let me take a moment to describe my sister and niece, since I haven't yet done that. My sister removed her blouse and jeans, revealing a body that was once athletic but had started to turn pudgy. She isn't fat by any means, but she was carrying an extra 20 pounds around, now that's she's 35, that she didn't have when we were growing up. That didn't bother me any, as I prefer women a little heavy instead of too thin. As she removed her bra, I reminded myself that this was the first time I'd seen her naked since we were little kids (I was 5, she was 8) taking a bath together.

Her tits were absolutely fantastic. Soft and round, nipples growing larger even as I watched. The areolas were almost perfectly round, and were just the right shade of tan to offset the milky whiteness of her skin. I couldn't help myself; I reached over and cupped one of them, then lowered my head to suck on the nipple, making her gasp. She ran her fingers through my hair for a moment before I straightened up and watched her peel her panties down over her ass, which was just starting to get a little flabby. Again, this did not bother me in the least; I could hardly wait to get my hands on it. Her pussy hair was neatly trimmed, but not shaven or shaped in any way.

Meanwhile, my niece, having decided to stay, also started undressing. She pulled off her t-shirt to reveal two very nice, just-budding breasts. Not quite large enough for a real bra, I thought to myself that she should probably start wearing a training bra soon. I couldn't believe that I hadn't noticed before, but now it was obvious. She took her shorts and panties off, revealing the sweetest looking pussy I think I'd ever seen. The small amount of hair growing there was light and whispy, with just a hint of a tuft at the top of the slit. She was also a little heavy, but her legs were long and firm and her stomache mostly flat. Again, thoughts of what I'd do to this sweet girl (if she'd let me) danced through my head. I longed to caress her tit like I'd just done to her mother, but I hesitated. I guess my sister recognized this, because she said to both of us "We are going to assume that everything is allowed, for all of us, unless someone says 'no', understand?"

I nodded, looking at my niece. She nodded too, still blushing. I was surprised at how readily she had undressed, but now she seemed a little uncomfortable. "Let's get into bed," I suggested, "and see what happens." My sister reached over to me and took my robe off, tossing it on the door hook.

We got in bed, and by some unspoken agreement all three of us faced to the center, cross-legged. Both my sister and my niece had their hands draped in front of their pussies in what was supposed to be a casual position. I was just chuckling to myself about it when I realized I was doing the same thing. Considering one of them had just sucked me off, and the other had watched, it was a little silly.

Finally, sighing, my sister said “Okay, why don’t we watch a couple more of your videos and see if that breaks the ice.” I thought that was an excellent idea, so I got my laptop off the nightstand and started going through my collection to queue up some of my favorites. I’d just come a few minutes earlier, and though I’m still a young man I didn’t want to miss out on an opportunity like this. I wanted to make sure I would be able to get hard again. (As it happened, this did not become an issue at all.)

I started a clip, and we sat back to watch. I was now sitting up beside my sister, my arm draped over her shoulder and my hand playing with her right boob. The nipple was huge, and hard as an eraser, and I was loving it. My niece was sitting beside me, but a little apart from us. I reached over and put my left hand on her thigh, just above the knee, and chuckled when she jumped a little. But she smiled and scooted just a little closer to us, so I left my hand there.

On screen, a young girl was on her knees, looking up at the camera with a “fuck me” look in her eyes. She was giving the camera man a slow, sensuous hand-job and saying something, but as is often the case there was no audio. (And when there is audio, it’s usually Russian or some other language.)

The other two were watching closely, especially my niece. My sister, without looking away, asked “Where do you get these files from?”

“Usenet newsgroups, mostly,” I answered. “They aren’t easy to find, but if you know the right search terms you can run across them.”

“Like what?” she asked.

“Well, generally I do a Google Usenet search for a name of one of the better posters. Sometimes I’ll get lucky and run across his text posts in a particular group, then I’ll check it out with my reader program, which is called Agent. If it’s been a good week or month, I’ll find a bunch of clips like these.”

On screen, the girl was now blowing the guy, but was being kind of tentative. “That’s called a blow-job,” my sister told her daughter. “Most guys really like that. Just ask your uncle.”

“Do you really like that?” she asked me.

“If it’s as good as your mother just did, I love it,” I replied. “In fact, most of the clips I keep are of this type, because it’s what I like most to watch and to do.”

My sister looked at me. “Really? You like that better than fucking?” To her daughter, she said, “Fucking is intercourse.”

“Oh, Mom,” my niece laughed. “Even I know that!” We all laughed. Hey, we were still all a bit nervous.

On screen, the guy has put the camera down behind them so that you can watch him mounting the young girl. Her legs are around his hips as he slides his dick up and down her pussy, giving her clit a good working over. My sister was rubbing her own pussy absent-mindedly, then she turned to me with a look of lust and longing in her eyes. I told her to lay back, then I positioned myself between her legs so that I could start eating her.

She was so fucking wet! As soon as my tongue touched her clit she started shivering and she placed her hands on my head to guide my actions. I reached my hand under her as and started fingering her pussy and butt hole at the same time. I don’t know if she’d ever had anal sex before, but her ass hole was tight and hot, but my finger was slick from her pussy juices. I glanced up at my niece, who was again looking between what was on screen and the live action.

On screen, the guy had finally entered the girl and was slowly fucking her. The girls hands were clenched on the guys back in (what I hope was) pleasure. My niece saw me looking at her (while I was still eating her mom), smiled, and started rubbing her own pussy. I stopped eating to ask her “Is that how you masturbate at home?”

She blushed, but nodded. “Do you ever stick your fingers or anything else in?” I asked. She shook her head no, and her mother said “Enough talk, mister. Go back to work!” and she pushed my head down.

Just as the guy on screen pulled out to come on the girls pussy, my sister started quivering and moaning, pushing my head into her pussy even harder. I started licking furiously, concentrating on her clit, and her moaning got louder. I heard my niece panting as well, but was unable to look at her because my sister wasn’t letting me up for anything. Soon, she squeezed her legs together, clamping my head between her thighs, and started bucking wildly. I pushed my thumb in her pussy, and my finger in her ass hole, as far as they would go. She came hard and loud, then finally let my head go.

I came up, gasping for air but smiling broadly. My niece was transfixed, watching the screen as a girl of about 16 was eating the pussy of another girl, probably 13 or 14 (a different clip). The girl getting eaten didn’t seem to be getting much out of it, but the 16 year-old certainly looked to be enjoying herself.

My niece looked at me and said “Girls do that to each other?”

“Sometimes,” I answered.

“Have you ever done that, Mom?”

“Once or twice, when I was younger,” she replied, smiling. “Would you like to try it?” I nearly choked at that.

“Maybe, we’ll see,” answered my niece. “First, I’d like to do that to him.” Another blow-job clip was on, and she was pointing at my cock as she said it. I looked at my sister, who shrugged, and I turned so that I could put one leg on each side of my niece.

“Okay, but go easy. Make sure you don’t use your teeth, and when I say stop, I mean stop.” I didn’t think she would react well to getting a mouth full of cum on her first blow-job.

My niece watched the screen a bit more, getting an idea of what to do. She reached over and tentatively grabbed my dick, now throbbing, and squeezed it a bit. I was in heaven. When she leaned over and kissed the head of my dick, getting a bit of pre-cum on her lips, I thought I would pass out. Suddenly, she popped about two inches into her mouth, and I nearly blew my load right then and there. Until, as I knew was inevitable, her teeth scraped hard across my glans.

“Ow, shit!” I cried. My niece stopped immediately, looking scared. My dick was already starting to wilt, and my sister, the bitch, was laughing her ass off.

“No teeth!” both my sister, still laughing, and I, almost crying, said together. My sister laid down so that her head was at my crotch, and she put her hand over her daughter’s so that they were both stroking my cock. I was already getting big again, so no harm, no foul.

“Let me show you,” my sister told her. “First, be very gentle with a man’s cock. It’s very sensitive, especially right here,” she said, biting gently just under the head. I jumped a little, but it didn’t hurt as much as it looked like it would. My sister gave me an evil grin, then said to her daughter, “Don’t bite until you have a little better idea what your man wants. Just lick,” she said, demonstrating, “and suck,” again, demonstrating. She held my cock towards my niece, encouraging her to try again.

My niece slowly licked my cock, instinctively starting at the base and slowly working her way up to the head (she’d seen that on one of the clips, so maybe it wasn’t instinctively after all), and when she got to the top she again put the first two inches in her mouth and sucked a little.

“Oh, god!” I moaned. “That is so much better.” My sister pumped my cock gently as her daughter continued to suck, then took it from her and sucked it some more herself. “Go a little deeper if you can, but don’t go to deep or you’ll gag. No guy wants you to puke on him.” My sister was doing a great job of demonstrating exactly what she meant, and my niece was doing an excellent job of following her instructions. Before long, my niece was able to get about four inches in. (I'm not huge, but I do go a respectable eight inches.)

If it hadn’t been for the near bite my niece gave me at first, I surely would have come already. So I guess it was for the best, because now I was enjoying a first: two women (okay, a woman and a child) sucking my cock at the same time. I caught my sister’s eye and motioned for them to slow down, so she gently pulled my cock from my nieces mouth. She nudged her daughter’s chin up, and when she had turned her face to her, she kissed her. I watched, transfixed, as their kiss turned more passionate, and their tongues started playing together.

Although I’d seen similar clips from the internet, nothing could compare to the eroticism of watching my sister and niece engaging in such a kiss. My sister guided her daughter’s hand to her tit, then she reached down to my niece’s pussy and started rubbing her. I rolled over so that I was behind my niece and started playing with her nipples, which were every bit as hard as her mother’s, though of course not as big.

My sister rolled over onto her back and pulled her daughter up between her legs, still kissing her. She pushed her head down, and my niece started sucking on first one, then the other, nipple. I played with myself, but only a little as I didn’t want to come just yet, watching intently. My sister pushed her daughter’s head lower, and my niece kissed down her stomach until she got to the hair line of her mother’s pussy. She looked up, and my sister smiled and nodded, and raised her legs up. My niece bent her head down and started licking her mother’s pussy, trying to mimick what I’d done just moments earlier.

The way she was positioned, my niece's ass was stuck up in the air and I could not resist. I moved behind her (the computer was all but forgotten now, so I set it aside) and started rubbing her slit. She wasn’t as wet as her mother had gotten earlier, but she was buttery and her pussy lips, though not as full as they would be when she grew up (as I would learn from first hand experience), were still puffy and soft. She twitched every time my fingers brushed against her clit, just as her mother was twitching from her tongue work. I stuck the tip of my finger in her tight pussy hole, and she let out a long sigh and stopped licking her mother’s cunt.

I gently worked more of my finger into her tight hole and continued rubbing her little nub, enjoying the effect it was having on her. The whole time my mind was practically screaming “This is your niece! And your sister!” I stretched out beside her and pulled her leg over my head so that I could finally taste this young girl’s virgin pussy. At the same time I could feel first one mouth then the other take my cock into it, with short breaks in between while they, I guessed, kissed.

I didn’t know who was who, but when I stopped licking just long enough to say “I’m going to come” I assumed the mouth that engulfed me was my sister. I came for the second time in half and hour (that’s right, only 30 minutes had passed), and felt my niece tense up as her pussy started clenching and unclenching. Then she started coughing and I knew it was her mouth I’d just come in! It wasn’t what I’d intended, but her mother thought it would be okay since I’d already came once and the second time wouldn’t be as much.

It was now Ron’s turn to use the book, and both he and Harry were discussing what spell or potion would be most discreet and most effective.  Because they were about to make their way to the match, they had to pick a spell or potion which could be discreetly used in the top box with no one knowing.  Ron insisted that he get his turn as soon as possible, hoping to use the top box’s restroom as the venue for his attempt at popping the beautiful Hermione’s cherry.

‘It has to only last a few minutes or they’ll get suspicious’ commented Ron, as he flipped through the pages.

‘I know, I know, you’ve told me ten times already’ Harry replied, knowing how excited Ron was.

‘Here we go’ said Ron, as he flipped to a colorful page, displaying a very simple spell, perfect for the occasion.

The description read:

Ron was nervous as he and the rest of his family, including Harry and Hermione, made their way to the stadium.  He had never had sex before, but fortunately, he had overheard a very descriptive conversation his brother Bill had had with his other brother Charlie about a witch he had met in Egypt a week ago.  Either way, thought Ron, Hermione would never remember the experience, and with as much practice he’d be getting this year, he’d be a pro in no time at all.

Harry hadn’t said a word to Ron the entire walk to the stadium; he knew he was nervous, and besides, he couldn’t stop thinking about who he’d try the next spell on.

Harry, Hermione and the Weasley’s climbed the steps of the giant stadium until they reached the luxurious top box, where they were seated in comfy seats, surrounded by important looking witches and wizards.

Everybody was ecstatic at the prime seats they would be enjoying, but all Ron could think of, was where, how and when would he cast the spell on Hermione.  Ron took a quick look around the room, seeing what looked like an excellent restroom for his future endeavors with Hermione.  Ron made sure to sit a seat away from Hermione, just to make sure she couldn’t hear him casting his spell on her.

Just as he was about to cast his spell however, a most unwelcome sight came through the door.  The entire Malfoy family; Lucius, his wife Narcissa, and Harry, Ron and Hermione’s nemesis, Draco.

After a few snide remarks by Mr. Malfoy about how the Weasley’s afforded such seats, they sat down just behind Hermione, all three scowling at her.

‘Watch out mother’ whispered Draco, ‘You don’t want to get to close to that filthy little Mudblood’

Hermione turned red, while Harry and Ron, who were the only other two to hear the remarks, nearly jumped out of their seats and cursed the whole lot.  Unfortunately, they were restrained by a glance from Hermione.

Harry looked over at Narcissa; thinking how attractive she’d be if she hadn’t married such a prick and become a snob.  Someone needs to teach her a good lesson thought a still enraged Harry.

Ron on the other hand, cooled down fairly quickly, owing to the fact he had more important issues to deal with.  He had decided the best time for casting the spell on Hermione would be before everything started, when everybody was focusing on the upcoming match, not worrying who went where.

Harry looked over at Ron, who by this point was sweating bullets, trying to work up the courage to pull off the spell.  If Ron couldn’t do it, Harry was more than ready to step in.  Harry could also tell that Ron could barely contain himself at the thought of having his way with Hermione.  He could see a small bulge starting to form in his pants making Harry smile a little.

‘I’m doing it now’ whispered Ron to Harry, as he pulled out his wand and under cover of his sweater, pointed it at an unsuspecting Hermione.

‘Attraculus’ whispered Ron as he made the simple wand movements.  At that precise moment however, Hermione had dropped her program, and had dove down to retrieve it.  Ron had closed his eyes before Hermione had dove down, savoring the moment as best he could but missing the fact that his spell had missed his intended target of Hermione and hit Narcissa Malfoy square in the chest.  The spell made no noise and was invisible to the eye, so as far as Ron was concerned, it had hit the intended target.  Remembering that the effects would be almost instantaneous, Ron quickly made his way to the restroom, where he sat and waited for Hermione to follow and satisfy his carnal lust for her.

Like Ron, nobody saw the spell leave Ron’s wand and glide over the bent over Hermione.  Nobody knew it had struck an oblivious Narcissa Malfoy.  As soon as it did however, Narcissa could feel a burning desire to find Ron Weasley and fuck his brains out as quickly as possible.  She jumped to her feet, drawing little attention from anybody, including her family, and made her way to where Ron had entered the restrooms.  Without knocking, she opened the door to find a shocked Ron Weasley.

Ron, in anticipation of having his way with Hermione, had removed his pants and underwear, along with his sweater and t-shirt.  He was primed and ready, sporting a six inch, rock hard cock.  To his utter amazement and somewhat embarrassment, the door opened, not to reveal the young Hermione Granger, but the older Narcissa Malfoy.  Initially, Ron made an effort to cover himself, thinking that she had inadvertently opened the unlocked restroom he was occupying by accident.  It was when she closed the door behind her and pulled off her dress in a hurry that Ron realized the mistake he had made.

While all this was going on, Harry was in fits about what Ron had done.  Although he never knew the spell had missed at the time, the sudden movement by both Ron, then Narcissa Malfoy revealed the folly of Ron’s poor aiming.  Harry realized that Hermione had remained unchanged and even though Ron was not getting exactly what he wanted, Harry knew he’d be getting everything he needed.  An added bonus would be the fact that Ron would be fucking that snobby bitch, right under the nose of both her husband and brat of a son.

‘What are you laughing at?’ whispered Hermione after realizing Harry was in fits.

‘Nothing… Nothing at all’ Harry responded with a smile still plastered on his face.

‘WHA--’ started Ron as he watched Narcissa Malfoy undress herself in only seconds.  He was ready to perform the counter-spell but was interrupted before he had a chance.  To his utter amazement, she wasn’t wearing a bra or panties underneath her dress and as Ron watched, he realized she didn’t need them.

‘Give me that!’ she responded, pointing at Ron’s still hard cock.

Ron’s eyes were wide open in both shock and arousal as he took a closer look at how trim and fit Narcissa Malfoy was.  Her body was like a tight teenagers, her ass looked as if it had been sculpted from stone, and her breasts were perfectly sized and still firm.  Ron looked up and down at her body, finally focusing on her pussy, which was trimmed into a tiny little strip, a runway for Ron’s throbbing cock.  Like her hair, her tiny strip was silver, gleaming in the restroom candle.

‘We’ll get to that soon enough’ Narcissa said sexily as she watched Ron goggle her neatly trimmed pussy.

Ron simply nodded his head as Narcissa took hold of his manhood, stroking it slowly as she got onto her knees and prepared herself to engulf it.

After a few hard tugs, Narcissa opened her mouth and welcomed Ron’s engorged penis into her hot slick mouth.  With one hand still on his shaft, she ran her mouth back and forth over Ron’s now moist cock, eliciting moans from the fourteen year old wizard.  As she stroked and sucked off Ron, Narcissa used her other hand to prepare herself for the eventual main course.  She began to rub her tight clit back and forth in rhythm with her head bobbing back and forth.

‘Dammit’ Ron grunted, as the pressure building in his loins was too much.  He felt himself spray several large loads of his creamy semen, directly into the still bobbing mouth of Narcissa Malfoy.

Not even hesitating for an instant, she continued to bob her head back and forth, gulping down a healthy load of Ron’s cum.  She was multi-tasking with the best of them at this point, still stroking and sucking Ron’s cock while she continued to rub her own pussy and swallow the large amount of cum being shot down her throat.

Ron, still turned on by the sight in front of him, remained as hard as ever as he watched Narcissa work his cock over even harder.  As Ron watched her silver head streak back and forth, he wondered how freaky she was in bed with Mr. Malfoy.

‘It’s time!’ Narcissa commanded after pulling her mouth of Ron’s cock, removing her hand from her pussy.  Narcissa guided Ron onto his back, right before she straddled his waist, took hold of his cock and in one motion, sat directly onto it, impaling her juicy cunt with Ron’s saliva and cum soaked cock.

‘Ahhh!’ grunted Ron as his cock slid into Narcissa with little effort.  By this point, Ron knew that she must be a huge slut at home; her pussy wasn’t as tight as he first believed but this mattered little to Ron, as the simple sensation of Narcissa bouncing up and down on his cock was almost too much to process.

Narcissa, and experienced sexual player, had taken hold of the restroom counter, she was now using it as a way to lift and drop herself onto Ron’s cock.

Taking the initiative, and wanting to please Narcissa in some way, Ron used both his hands to grab hold of her jiggling tits.  Soft and supple was the only way Ron could describe her beautiful breasts; he continued to massage them, making Narcissa moan a little louder.

Approaching her own orgasm, Narcissa didn’t even warn an unsuspecting Ron as her entire body shook, releasing a hot liquid from her pussy, all over Ron’s cock and waist.

It felt amazing to Ron; the sensation of it rolling down his cock and dripping onto his waist was almost orgasmic in itself.  Ron however, wanted this to last as long as possible, and as Narcissa’s orgasm finally ended, he was delighted to see her continue to bounce up and down on his cock.

By this point, Ron was very aware of the time.  It had been over fifteen minutes since he and Narcissa had entered the restroom, and he could distinctly hear Ludo Bagman beginning to speak to the stadium.  Because of this Ron felt a certain urgency as he began to thrust his hips upwards into Narcissa’s clutching pussy.  The sensation was so immediate, he had no time to either warn Narcissa or pull his cock out of her.  He knew what could happen if he ejaculated into Narcissa’s womb, but by this point, he cared little for the smug bitch that was riding his cock as hard as she could.

‘Unghhhh!’ grunted Ron fairly loudly, pumping out a second healthy load of his potent seed, this time into the slick clutching pussy of Narcissa Malfoy.  Ron fired off five adult sized loads of his cum into Narcissa as she continued to bounce up and down on his softening cock.  Ron could feel her pussy squeezing every last drop out of six inch cock.

Narcissa was a little taken aback at the feeling of someone like Ronald Weasley pumping her full of cum, but for some reason, she couldn’t help but enjoy herself as Ron finally finished.  Her attraction to the poverty stricken Weasley had completely taken her over and all she could think of was to continue fucking him as hard as she could.

Ron soon realized that a problem was arising.  Narcissa’s attraction to him was only increasing and soon, she’d surely fuck him to death.  Acting quickly he grabbed his wand that had fallen to the floor and said ‘Attraculoff’, as he pointed his wand at Narcissa and performed the necessary wand movements.  Narcissa slumped off Ron’s softening cock and fell onto her face with her ass sticking up into the air.  Ron realized that the counter-spell must momentarily knock the intended target out, leaving time for the spell caster to escape.  Ron thought about cleaning her up and dressing her in order to avoid any possible suspicion, but after watching his cum leak out of her pussy and onto the floor, he thought it would be far more fitting to let her wake; alone, naked, and full of cum.  She’d never remember who she had sex with and would therefore never tell anybody.  Ron felt that this was a perfect way to get back at the entire Malfoy family knocking them down a notch for what Draco said about Hermione.  Plus, he thought, who knows what that creamy load of sperm in her pussy may lead to; there may be a miniature Ron Weasley baking in her oven.  What could embarrass the entire Malfoy family more than a red-headed son or daughter popping out of Narcissa in nine months time.

Ron cleaned himself up quickly, got dressed and quietly left the restroom.  No one saw him leave and before taking his seat, he stepped out of the top box for a minute before re-entering, giving himself an excuse to where he had been.  Nobody knew when he returned to his seat, that he had been in the restroom with Mrs. Malfoy, except of course Harry.

Harry looked over at Ron as they both started to giggle at what had just transpired.

As the match finally began, Narcissa Malfoy, fully cleaned and dressed, exited the restroom and took her seat beside her husband and son.  She had red cheeks and was sweating a little, but other than that, nobody realized that she had just been violated.

Both Ron and Harry took a few quick furtive glances at Mrs. Malfoy as the match got under way, giggling as she continued to look a little confused and disoriented.

Draco had been watching both Harry and Ron since Ron and his mother’s disappearance, and he knew something was up, but decided not to say anything until he knew what had happened.

‘Why are you sweating, and what’s that white stain’ Lucius Malfoy asked his wife as he pointed to the lower part of her dress.  Lucius looked livid as he mumbled about appearances in front of such important witches and wizards, glancing down at Cornelius Fudge.

Harry and Ron nearly broke out laughing as Narcissa made some crackpot excuse for the sweat and the stain.

But on with the story.

My third night there I was lying alone in the dark and draft room I had been given.

My stepmother was out at her job working 3^rd shift at the local stop and shop.

It must have been around 1 am when I heard the warped door from the kitchen to my room scrape open. I laid there afraid to move, feigning sleep.

When I felt the covers start to be pulled off me I turned and grabbed for them, looking up and in to my horror seeing the woman’s two sons there, trying to pull the blanket off of me. They both wore sinister looks on their faces and the most horrific part was that they were both nude, with jutting hard ons.

Now they weren’t bad looking guys. The oldest was 20 and the younger was 17. Both were fully matured, as I could plainly see.

I let out a scream, but Jonas, the younger one jumped over and covered my mouth.

“shut you little cunt” he whispered harshly to me.

Jeremiah, the older one snickered and instructed Jonas to tape my mouth shut, which he did with duct tape. I tried with all my might to fight and lash out at them but they just laughed more and held me down. The two made quick work of removing my night gown and my underwear, leaving me full exposed, my  body softly lit by the moon light that seeped in between the boards. It was a cold night my body was shivering.

“Hot Damn Jeremiah look at her nipples!” Jonas exclaimed reaching out and grabbing one of my large hard nipples. “She ain’t got much tit but these nipples are great”

Jeremiah responded with a grunt, he was moving towards me, and was soon spreading my legs. I again tried to struggle, and again it was no use. In moment, I felt his thick manhood at the entrance of my vagina. Still struggling but quickly loosing the battle, I felt him grab my slim hips and pull me onto his shaft in one quick motion. I screamed against the duct tape as his cock slid up into me. It felt like a hot poker being shoved deep into my soul. Jonas pulled my pillow out from under me and covered my face with it to muffle the noise. I continued to scream into the pillow as Jeremiah thrusted himself into me roughly. I felt his penis swell within me and then dump his seed into my womb.

He pulled his softening penis from within me, and Jonas let up on the pillow.

It wasn’t long before the younger boy took his place between my legs and entered me just as roughly. The way was made easier because I was now slick with Jeremiah’s juices.

But the boy was more clumsy about it and hurt me even more as he raped me he reached down and pulled at my nipples, saying dirty things like “Oh yea sis you really are tight”

Jeremiah was still in the room. I had stopped screaming even though the pain continued.

Jonas was done even quicker than his brother, the two were soon done and left the room.

Left me naked, soiled and alone. I reached up and ripped the tape off my mouth and curled onto my side. The tears pouring down my face, my body racked with silent sobs.

 

I didn’t sleep that night. I heard the woman come in right after dawn. I got up and dressed myself again. As I thought she threw open my door and shouted “Get the hell out of bed girl, the boys and your daddy will be up soon make them some breakfast”

That is how it went on for the next 3 days. My waking hours were filled with cleaning and cooking for my father the woman and her two sons, and my nights were filled with being the sexual toy of the two boys. On the Fourth morning, my seventh in the house my father announced at breakfast that he was taking me to visit my mother at the rehab.

Relieved that perhaps I could figure a way out of this hell, I went and dressed quickly, and waited in the car for my father.

He got into the car, and without exchanging two words we were on our way.

Twenty minutes into the trip I realized something was wrong. Instead of the scenery getting more city like, it was getting more rural. When he pulled off the road onto a dirt path my stomach started retching. When he pulled up in front of the shack, I almost actually passed out.

I woke up and looked around me. I was on the floor of a small shack, no larger than the room I had back at my fathers house. The pretty sundress I had put on to see my mother was pushed up around my waist, the panties I had put on were gone.

I pushed myself up off the floor and that’s when my father smacked me across my face hard. I fell back hard against the floor banging my head.

My father was yelling at me, calling me a filthy whore. I cried.

He came up to me on the floor put his face inches from mine, I could smell the sour booze on his breath. “You are a dirty whore like your mother” he snarled, and at the same time I felt him push two of his rough dirty fingers up inside me.

I cried out and he bellowed for me to shut up. “ I heard the boys talkin’ about you yesterday” he said, still pushing his fingers in and out of me. “Talkin about how good you were” I tried to open my mouth to tell him I hadn’t wanted it, but his other hand came out and smacked me again. “Soiled, you soiled yourself you little whore, that was the one thing that made me take you in you know, knowing I could get your cherry myself”

I was shocked and terrified. To my relief he slipped his fingers out of me, but me relief was brief, because those fingers moved further down to my bum.

I tried to get away but he was strong. He quickly turned me over and pulled me onto my knees, first he insert his two fingers into my tight young ass, I screamed loud as he did it.

“Yea scream you little whore, no ones to hear you here”. He removed his fingers, and after a moment I felt his man sized dick at my rear entrance. “Worse thing is you little whore, is I bet you didn’t know Jonas and Jeremiah are your half brothers” he said this as he shoved his manhood into my bottom. The following hours were hell on earth.

My father was a grown man, his penis was large and swollen. Worse of all because of the booze he was able to hold his orgasm out for hours. He took turns plundering my ass and then my vagina and then my mouth. Finally at the end of the ordeal he emptied himself into my mouth, instructing me to swallow him.

He put me into the back of his car and drove me home. Both he and the boys left me alone for the next few days. I was thankful. The woman, had beat me the second day after my father raped me, when she had finally figured out all that had gone on. She told me I was a no good slut like my mother. She screamed at me how she had my father long before my mother and he met, and her boys were the proof, her boys, who I had lured and seduced into my bed were my own half brothers. And how I was the devil because I had cajoled my father into carnal acts. I denied it at first, but after her fists, and strikes with the broom I simply cowered in the corner, accepting her words.

I was made to sleep out in the shed after that. She said that she was not going to let such evilness beneath her roof.

I ended up at that house for 14 months, while my mother recovered and got herself back on her feet. I was subjected to sexual humiliations beyond imagination.

 

I have to tell my tales, and you readers are the only ones I can share them with.

 

 

 

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