Date: Sun, 10 Jun 2018 21:24:48 +0000 (UTC)
From: Las Vegas <lvnv2008@yahoo.com>
Subject: Conditioned to Fuck Chapter 3

Conditioned to Fuck, Chapter 3

Bisexual Incest
Nifty/Prolific Author/Las Vegas
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The point in the story where my step-dad gets an update, and I get his
hardon.

When my uncle dropped us off I went to my room. I looked out my bedroom
window and could see my step, my uncle, and the boys huddled together. They
kept looking up at my room and seeing me standing at the window they all
smile at me. Mark and Andy went so far as to wiggle their tongues. I
guessed my dad was getting an update on what had gone on at my uncle's, and
even from that distance, I could see that my step had gotten a
hard-on. What I did not know was that his plan was that I was going to get
that hard-on. Since the boys were standing there I knew that there were to
be no secrets from my step about what my uncle had done to me. Or, from
Mark and Andy about what my step had in mind for me. In fact, since my
uncle and my step-brothers had openly discussed my getting the tongue my
step getting updated seemed like an obvious development. And then it hit
me: My step had sent me to my uncle's, with the full knowledge of what was
going to happen to me there. I had been set up so that my step could take
my virginity. Are you think I am jumping to a conclusion? Reaching too far?
That my step is a bone-head and not Machiavelli enough to plan on slipping
me the bone? Maybe.

While I did realize as I looked out the window was that my step's erection
meant he was horny and was thinking that he and I were to become closer,
but it never occurred to me that it was now going to be open-season on my
body. Not only for my step and his sons, but eventually also their
friends. All those cocks coming my way, how was I supposed to know or think
of such a thing? Me, a 13-year old almost innocent? OK, so I had taken a
little tongue. Well maybe a whole lot of tongue. Maybe even a ton of tongue
over the week I was with my uncle. Still, I just was not experienced enough
to see myself on my back with my legs spread. Or on my hand and knees. Or
laying on my side with one of my legs up in the air while getting pounded
in a side-by-side fuck. I could go on and on about the many ways I would
end up getting fucked. But let me keep going with my story about how I
became conditioned to fuck every time a guy grabbed his crotch.

I moved back to the bed and sat down thinking I had lost control of my
body. They now owned it. The pussy was to be theirs. As were my tits. My
mouth. Even my ass was to become theirs at any time they wanted it, because
with multiple people in the house, my mom would not have a clue. The idea
of my getting fucked by, say my step, with his sons in the house probably
never occurred to my mom. But fucked I did get. A lot. And, although it
started primarily with my step, eventually Mark and Andy put dick to me as
well, and once they had their fill, their friends were invited, even
encouraged, to fuck me. As Mark pointed out to Andy one day in the kitchen,
with my doing the dishes right there where they were talking, I was an easy
fuck. They agree I was willing to fuck. And fucked I would be. I finally
thought to myself that I was just being silly, things like that don't
happen. Fuck was I wrong about not getting fucked.

Keep in mind that at the point my step came upstairs when my uncle left,
that I am still a virgin. Well, technically intact, but the deflowering was
imminent. The funny thing was that Mark and Andy knew I was getting fucked
by their dad, but that realization still had not fully hit me. I was still
expecting just some touching like before. Maybe, just maybe a tonguing like
the kind my uncle had given me. The kind that I loved. The kind that made
my pussy so wet and made me knees come together so tight, and my toes curl,
and my eye squeeze shut, and me yell. The kind which at that moment I was
kind of looking forward to, the tonguing I mean. But my mom came home from
work early and my step missed out on his feeding me his dick and my taking
my first real cock. With my uncle driving off and my mom having come home,
I figured I had lost the opportunity for getting my pussy licked. So, I
invited Vicky over to spend the night.

Vicky was my best friend, and the one that had helped me with my sitting so
that I could show the most tit to my teacher and principal. She was my age
but smaller in size. She had no tits or ass and looked 10, not 13. I had to
really work on her to convince her to lick my pussy. She just did not get
why I wanted her to go down on me. I was like, just do it you don't need to
understand. She finally agreed to at least try it. She did it once, and
after that I had her doing it all the time. The first time she got between
my legs and tentatively licked my pussy, I got hot and after letting her
eat me for a while and my being bigger and stronger than her I flipped her
over and rode her face. I kept telling her to just stick her tongue out all
the way and hold it out while she laid on her back, and I went through
several orgasm. This time they were true multiple orgasms, where the
climaxes hit me in such a way that before one ended, the next one had
started. I loved it. And, I discovered that unlike with my uncle where I
laid back with my legs spread wide and let him lash at my pussy, my being
on Vicky's face and being in control was so powerful. We did this every day
after school at her house because we were the only ones there, and I could
yell my instructions to her and scream my head off as I rode her face. For
some reason it never occurred to Vicky to ask me to lick her, and that was
fine with me. Because once I came, whether I came once or four/five times,
I was ready to go home.

I'm sick? I had been in the kitchen with my step when my mom walked in. The
first thing my step said was that I was not feeling well, and he would work
from home. This was news to me. The part about my being sick, not his
working from home. Since my mom was rushing to get to work she told my step
thanks and me to feel better. The garage door had not even gone down all
the way and my mom driven off when my step pulled me to him and began his
good night routine, only now it was good morning. The touching, caressing,
kissing, rubbing. The pressing of his hard-on into my thigh, my ass, my
stomach. He slowly turned me to my side, my back, my other side, and then
facing him so that I felt his cock slide all around me. Poke, poke, poke at
my body. Finally, when he was pumping his cock into my groin he said I felt
so good to him, and he had been happy to hear how much I had enjoyed
visiting my uncle. I blushed, and he said nothing to be embarrassed about,
that I got my love of tongue from my mom. Hearing that made my pussy
tingle. He also said he bet that I would get to the point that I liked to
be fed the cock as much as she did. He got right in my ear and said my mom
sought out the cock all the time. Said I would to. My panties were wet.

My step walked me to the living room and told me how happy I was going to
be. How good I would feel. How much I was going to like it. How wonderful
it would be for me. He kept saying me, me, me; meaning me, but the way he
was acting I heard me, me, me, meaning him. I once saw a nasty drawing of a
dog humping a woman's leg and we kids laughed at the ridiculous look on the
woman's face. My step had the same look on his face. Well, his face looked
more like the dog's, down to the tongue handing out, than the woman's. My
step practically raped me. He was in such a rush to get my nightgown and
panties off, and strip himself, that he was falling all over me and knocked
us to the couch where from there we slipped to the floor. He spit like
three or four times at my pussy and got spit everywhere but on my cunt
lips, and then pushed and pushed several times trying to get the rod into
me until I felt the head catch and the burning sensation of him entering
me. I did not know whether to tell him to stop or encourage him. The pain
was real, but the rough, grab and fuck approach was so arousing. The
thought that I was getting fucked, and the way I was getting fucked. It was
quick, and nasty, and brutal. The violence behind the fuck made me cum, and
he came too but he did not stop fucking. He was still hard and so my step
kept pounding away, his cock all the way in me. My step was not a small man
and his dick was not a small dick, and after the second fuck my pussy was
not a small pussy. He opened me way up.

I went to my room with a sore cunt and my step's cum dripping out my
pussy. He had bitten my tits and left bite marks on my nipples, and big
purple marks on my breast from where he had sucked, sucked hard I might
add. I was nude and standing by the shower when my step grabbed me again
and said he needed to fuck more. He pushed my head down on the water tank
of the toilet, lifted my leg so that one foot was on the commode and
entered me. I was bent over with one foot on the floor and the other on the
commode, my pussy completely exposed. And my pussy was sensitive from the
earlier fucks and now I took another hard drilling. This time he lasted a
long, long time, and the fuck was intense and fierce. I tried to stabilize
myself on the toilet, and he kind of held me in place with one arm around
my waist and the other arm under my knee that was going up ever higher as
he fucked me, and he fucked with a viciousness that made me think he had
gone crazy. And he was yelling. As he was fucking me my step called me
every manner of dirty name and when I came from getting fucked it just
reinforced his opinion of what he was calling. He kept say, "see, see,
see", and he kept fucking. When he finally shot his wad both of us were
covered in sweat, and we kind of stumbled to the bed where we fell onto it
and went to sleep. We woke up when Mark was shaking his dad, Andy standing
next to him.

Coming up:

Conditioned to Fuck, Chapter 4

My brothers are given the green light to tap it, and they do so
relentlessly