(REAL STORY) Growing up in an Incest Family with my Older Brothers and Father (Parts 1 and 2)

I have two mean older brothers that always gave me a hard time. One day my brothers start tormenting me with sexual games.

My older brothers were always mean to me. I had gotten used to it of course and after all, it was just how some families were. My best friend Katie had four brothers. I wish I had her brothers because they were all really nice to her.

Even though my two brothers were mean, they were never really that bad. At least not until I was nine years old. I remember the day everything changed, like it was yesterday.

They had a friend over and they were all off in my oldest brother’s room, doing gross boy things. I was just playing by myself in my room and minding my own business when my youngest brother entered my room.

“Get out of here!” I yelled at him. I didn’t like it when my brothers went in my room.

He didn’t say anything and just grabbed me by the hair, pulling me screaming into my older brother’s room where he and his friend were waiting. This wasn’t so unusual. While he didn’t pull my hair often, he had a couple of times before, so nothing seemed too out of the ordinary… at least at first.

When he pulled me into the room, I could see their friend and my oldest brother playing video games on the PlayStation.

“Our slut little sister isn’t wearing any panties,” my youngest brother, Andy, announced. He was 14 and had just began high school and 2 years younger than my oldest brother Sean, who was 16 and a junior in high school.

“I am too,” I countered. “Now let go!”

Still holding me by my hair Andy asserted, “No, she’s not. I’ll show you.” Andy let go of my hair and grabbed the sides of my jeans, and not bothering to unbutton them, began to pull them down.

“Andy, stop!” I yelled at him as I grabbed the waist of my jeans in a futile attempt at keeping them on.

By this time, my oldest brother, Sean, and his friend had paused their game and were watching as Andy had begun to pull off my jeans. Of course, I was actually wearing panties and had begun to feel embarrassed as the purple fairies and butterflies were now showing against the pink fabric.

Andy knocked me to the floor. I was still attempting to pull my jeans up even though by this time they were around my knees. It wasn’t long before he pulled my jeans clean off.

“Look at her stupid little girl panties,” Andy said as I stood up and tried to free my jeans from his grasp.

“Give them back!” I demanded,

He raised my jeans above his head and I jumped almost able reach them. He tossed them to my older brother, Sean, who was much taller. At that point I gave up, hoping to make a quick retreat back to my room.

Unfortunately, their fun was not over. Andy’s hands were back on me again, this time tugging at my shirt. There was no way I was letting him get my shirt off. I forced my arms down, pinning them to my sides.

“Get off me,” I cried to him though I knew it was in vain. My brothers never listened to me when I asked them to stop, even in front of my parents who never seemed to care. Whenever I cried to them they just told me to stop being such a “stupid little girl.” I think they wanted another boy when I was born. Sometimes I wished I had been born a boy too. This was one of those times….at least at first.

Andy struggled to get my shirt off. Whenever he would pry my arms up, I would immediately force them back down as his hands went back to my shirt. Seeing that he wasn’t having much luck, Sean, my older brother came over to help. He was stronger than my younger brother and had no trouble pulling my arms over my head. ‘Now my boobies are showing,’ I thought as they lifted my shirt up and over my head.

I tried to cover myself at first, crossing my arms and holding my hands over my flat chest. But Andy forced my arms to their sides and all three boys were treated to a good view of my little girl chest and panties. I could feel their eyes piercing me as they all stared at my body. I was ashamed, but at this point, I had yet to allow myself to cry. That was all about to change.

“Hey, Mike, how would you like to take my little sister’s panties home as a souvenir?” Sean asked his friend. Not even waiting for an answer, Sean leaned over and yanked my pink fairy panties down. Alas, my entire body was bare and I was completely at the mercy of my brothers and their friend.

“Please give me my clothes back,” I begged as tears began to flow freely down my face.

“Little girls are supposed to get naked for their brothers, whenever they want them to,” Sean said as he handed my panties to his friend. Mike smelled them and I saw him get hard. He stuffed them in his pocket and I never saw my pink fairy panties again.

“You should be grateful that we even let you wear clothes most of the time,” Sean scolded me. It was at that moment that Andy forced his finger in between my bare butt-cheeks.

“Stop that!” I snapped quickly turning around. I began to inch away from Andy only to come closer to Sean who reached his hand underneath me touching my hairless kitty lips. I jumped up letting out another cry. All the boys were laughing at me and staring at my body. It was Mike’s turn and he moved forward grabbing both of my undeveloped breasts with both hands.

This went on for several minutes. One boy would touch me and I would do whatever I could to try to get away. Before they were done, all three of the boys had their hands all over me rubbing and pinching me wherever they deemed fit. It seemed there was no place on my body they didn’t touch. Although, they undoubtedly favored my butt, my pink little nipples, and my little pussy.

Sean, my oldest brother, was the first one to rub me right up between my legs. Andy held me in place as Sean’s hand explored and made its way inside my lips. I was of course, mortified at first, but then it was starting to feel good, really good. How can this be? The other boys caught on and started doing it too. I tried really hard not to show that I was enjoying it; afraid they would stop. My facade ended when Mike fingered my clit and I let out an excited giggle. To my delight, they didn’t stop.

After a while, the boys were done. They forced me out into the hallway. I was still devoid of any clothing as my brothers had hidden mine from me. I quickly scampered back to my room, but before I could make it, my dad saw me and I knew I was in trouble.

“Young lady, what makes you think you can ramble around this house without any clothes?”

“I’m sorry, I…”

“I don’t want to hear it,” my dad replied in his usual gruff manner. “I’m tired of your excuses, Naomi. We have a guest over and there is no reason why you should be masquerading around without any clothes. Put on your pajamas and come downstairs so we can talk about your punishment.”

“Yes, sir,” I answered as I heard the boys snickering from the other room.

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Once I was dressed, I went downstairs for my punishment. Dad was standing there in the kitchen with his arms crossed and a smirk on his face. “You deal with her,” he told my mother.

My mother turned to me with an unmistakable glower. “What gave you the impression you could scamper about in your birthday suit, young lady?” she scolded.

“Andy and Se….”

My mother cut me off, “Enough! I’m tired of hearing you tattle on your brothers. It’s time you learn to start taking responsibility for your actions, Naomi. I’m having your dad take off the door off of your room first thing tomorrow morning. If you want to run around the house naked, you obviously don’t need to have any privacy either.”

“No, please!” I cried. My room was the only place I could get away from my brothers. Without my door, they could come and go as they pleased. My mother was unrelenting, but I continued to beg her.

“Enough, Naomi! I’m getting tired of your lip, young lady,” my mother declared as she grabbed my silk pajama bottoms by the waistband, pulling them down along with my panties. She forced me over her knee and lifting my shirt, she began to spank my bare bottom. Hard.

1. 2. 3. 4… I cried and kicked my feet each time her hand made contact with my bare ass. By the sixth slap, I had kicked my bottoms clean off. Mike had since gone home, but naturally both of my brothers were there to watch, which was embarrassing enough.

“Would you like a turn?” I heard my mother say. With my head down still facing the ground, I thought my mother was talking to my daddy, who was watching as well. When I was back on my feet, I was horrified to see my brother come and take her place.

Sean leaned me over his knee. Instead of spanking me, he began fingering my little kitty. He ran his finger up and down my little slit. I was dismayed that neither Mom or Dad made him stop, which was soon enough okay with me, as it felt really good… like when he did it earlier. I could feel my kitty getting a little wet, but I didn’t know why. I think Sean felt it too because he pulled his hand away and my spanking resumed.

I began to wail and kick my legs again, putting on quite the show for my other brother and my mom who were both still watching. My younger brother got a turn too, although he didn’t bother with my kitty and just went straight to spanking. When the spanking was finally over, I stood giving my punished bottom a much needed rubbing and wiped tears from my cheeks.

As I went to collect my pants, Sean got to them first and I was forced to chase after him before he surrendered them at the top of the stairs. However, my panties were not with them. I had seen them on the floor with my pajama bottoms, so I knew that Sean had taken them. I decided not to make a big deal about it and I knew my parents would just get mad at me as if it was my fault; so I let him keep my panties. As it turns out, I would get them back a few days later… Just not exactly in the way I expected.

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That night I was pretty upset as I lay awake in bed. I didn’t think it could get any worse than this. At the same time, I enjoyed feeling my brother’s hands all over me. Being only nine, I didn’t really know what it meant. Fortunately, I wouldn’t have to wait long to find out.

The day after my punishment, my dad took the door to my room off of its hinges. While it was okay for the most part, it did give both of my brothers the freedom to invade my space whenever they pleased.

The first time my youngest brother, Andy stood at the threshold to watch me change, I yelled at him to go away. Of course, this demand was in vain and only resulted in my daddy coming in to scold and remind me that I didn’t deserve privacy. Soon after, both of my brothers would make a point to gawk at me while I was changing.

Even my parents occasionally joined in to watch a few times when I had returned from the shower. I was starting to feel like a zoo animal. I always knew my parents wanted another boy when I was born and sometimes, I wished I had been born a boy too. This was most definitely one of those times. My parents wouldn’t dream of doing something like that to one of my brothers.

It wasn’t more than a few days after all of this began, when Sean called me into his room one afternoon once I returned from school. By this time, I had all but forgotten about the panties he had taken from me. When I walked into his room, I was quickly reminded. He was holding them in his hand. They were orange with frills on the edges; plain if not for the three small purple hearts in the front.

“I wanted to give these back to you,” Sean said holding them up.

“Thanks,” I said. But, as soon as I reached a hand out to grab them, he pulled his hand back.

“Take off your clothes,” he said.

“Why?”

“I want to put your panties back where they belong,” he said.

Resisting was hopeless I knew, as I couldn’t even retreat to the safety of my door-less room. Besides, Sean had seen me naked plenty in the last week anyways; so I began to strip in front of him. To my surprise, he began to do the same. As soon as he removed all of his clothes, I became enamored by his cock. I hadn’t seen it since we were younger, and even then, it hadn’t warranted much of my attention. But now, it was bigger and had hair at its base.

I guess I got a little distracted because I had forgotten all about taking off my clothes. My pants were already off, but Sean walked closer to me and made short order of my shirt and panties.

“Stand right there and don’t move,” Sean told me as he walked naked and sat on the edge of his bed. With my panties still in hand, he draped them over his cock. He then grabbed a hold of his dick, and moved his hand back and forth over my panties. I could see the shape of his cock through the thin cotton, and watched with curiosity as he jerked himself into my underwear.

While I couldn’t take my eyes off of my brother’s body, he stared at me just the same. I started to see little wet spots in my panties, but before I got a chance to ask what it was, Sean’s free hand went to my kitty. He worked his finger inside of me and like the other day, delight came over me. His hand became all the more eager as I became wet with his touch.

I was beginning to enjoy my brother’s finger squirming inside of me. Before long, however, I saw my panties getting really wet. ‘Ewww! Is he peeing in my panties?’ I thought at first. But, as the wet juice seep through the thin cotton I saw that it was like no pee I had ever seen.

“What is that?”

“It’s my semen.”

“What’s that?”

“It makes women pregnant. But, don’t worry, you’re still too young.”

Completely missing the implications of that statement I began to ask, “But why…”

Sean’s stare cut me off. He was clearly becoming annoyed with my questions. I had a million more, but I decided I had better stop asking for now. I hated it when Sean got mad.

When Sean had finished squirting his “seemen,” or whatever it was called it into my panties, he handed them back to me. I took them by the waistline, pinching them in between my index finger and thumb. Not the least bit interested in getting any semen on me, I held them at arm’s length.

“Put them on,” my brother insisted.

“No way! That’s gross!”

I got another death stare from Sean, but this time I was defiant. He stood up, grabbed me by the waist, and forced me onto his bed, managing to grab hold of my panties in the process.

Now on my back, I kicked my legs; but he was stronger and easily overpowered me. With little effort, he had both of my ankles inside my panties and had begun to pull them up. I let out a whine as his semen touched me. Ewwwwww! I could feel his slime all around me. Sean touched the outside of my panties and moved his hand in a circle, rubbing his semen against my pussy. I squirmed in protest not that it did any good.

When I stood up, I could feel it dripping down in between my ass cheeks. Just when I had begun to think that it was over, Sean called Andy into the room. Seeing me dressed only in my semen soaked panties when he entered, Andy let out a loud laugh. I stood there, trying not to move in an attempt to minimize my discomfort.

“It’s your turn,” Sean said as Andy calmed his laughter.

Andy didn’t waste any time getting his hands on me.

“Lay down on the bed,” Andy ordered, pushing me as he said it, giving me no choice in the matter. He removed his pants and climbed on top of me, straddled me and sat upright on my hips. His cock was much less impressive than my older brother’s. It was smaller and had only the slightest hint of hair. Still, I liked looking at it.

Just like my older brother, Andy began to move his hand up and down his cock. Only this time, my panties were not in the way. I got a clear view of his erect cock as he jerked himself above me. His hand began to work faster and faster as he pinched my nipples with his free hand.

“You do it to me now,” he told me, taking both my hands and placing it around his cock. My hands closed around him and I felt dick for the first time.

With my hand now working his cock, his were free to stroke my chest and hair. He did so eagerly. His hands clenched tighter and he began to tug on my hair as he came. His seed shot out of him, landing on my chest and face. I quickly closed my eyes as some shot across my eyes. My hands were covered with it was well. I can’t say I particularly enjoyed having my brother’s semen on me, feeling the gooey substance drip over my face.

Once he was done, Andy pulled himself off of me and both of my brothers looked at me lying there. My panties were still sticky having been filled with Sean’s semen. It had begun to dry, while Andy’s was still fresh and covered my hands and face. I tried to clear the semen from around my eyes, but I still didn’t dare open them.

“Let’s get you cleaned up,” Sean said as he began to wipe my face with something soft. When he moved to clean my hands, I decided it would be okay to open my eyes. I slowly inched them open.

“Hey! That’s my favorite shirt,” I protested. “Use something else.” Sean had been wiping me off with my favorite white shirt. I loved it because it tapered out at the bottom and swirled around me whenever I moved.

“It will wash out,” Sean said as he handed it to Andy, who used it to clean up his cock.

“What if it doesn’t?” I asked concerned, but no one answered me. Before I could say anything more on the subject, Andy had dressed and both brothers had left me alone on the bed.

After a minute or two lying on Sean’s bed, I got up and headed to the bathroom to clean myself off. When I stepped into the hallway, my father spotted me. He just stared and gave me a naughty smile as he saw the state I was in. While most of Andy’s cum had been cleaned off, there was still a little on my face and in my hair. Not to mention, my panties were still visibly wet with Sean’s cum too. My father had obviously noticed.

I stepped into the bathroom, closing the door before stripping off my panties and starting the shower. As I got cleaned up, I was sure to wash my ass and pussy well to wash all of Sean’s juices off of me. When I finished, I dried myself off and wrapped a towel around my waist before heading back to my room.

As I began to make my way to my room, I remembered that the clothes I had been wearing were still in Sean’s room. When I walked in to collect them, I spotted my father kneeling on the floor. His nakedness startled me a little, but I was more concerned about my shirt.

“That’s my favorite shirt!” I cried out. He had it around his dick and was pumping himself into it, just like Sean had done to my panties.

Pulling my shirt away, he said, “Sorry, Naomi, I’ll use your panties instead.” Then he proceeded to collect the pair of my panties from my brother’s floor. His cock was so much bigger than either of my brothers. Without even thinking, I reached my hand down. It jerked under my touch and I giggled at its response.

“Oh, yeah, baby girl, that feels really nice,” my father approved as he draped my white panties over his cock. I began to jerk him. His hands went to my towel and pulled it away. Like both of my brothers had, he began to feel me all over. He massaged my wet hair and then my nipples. Moving lower, he put a hand in between my legs and felt my slit. It took no time at all for me to get him off in my panties. I kept moving my hands as he shot his load.

A day later, when my panties were washed, I would find them stained. Though the stains on my shirt were a different story, the ones on my panties never bothered me. I kept them as a reminder of the first time my father ever truly showed that he loved me. He had never given me much attention before. After he exploded in my little panties, he picked me up and snuggled my naked body. Feeling his big strong arms around me made me feel very, very special.

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