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Introduction:

Becca continues her wanton ways

I thought about everything I was doing as I lay in bed, trying to sleep. I was happy to be done with Matt and proud of myself for putting him in his place. I was enjoying my new side business at the golf course and decided not to worry about meeting men I or my family might know. I figured if they fucked me, they’d have to keep it a secret, so I’d be covered there. As far as my dad and brother were concerned, I was really confused. I didn’t feel bad for my mom that I was messing with her husband, which made me wonder what was wrong with me. It was very exciting messing with my dad and brother, but I wondered if I should stop for the family's sake.

I awoke on Saturday, still filled with indecision about what to do with my brother and dad. I dressed for work and went downstairs for breakfast, seeing only my brother in the kitchen.

“Where’s mom and dad?” I asked Adam.

“I heard them messing around a few minutes ago,” Adam responded.

I chuckled to myself, feeling jealous that my dad was with another woman. What was going on with me? I grabbed a slice of coffeecake and some coffee and sat down with my brother. We didn’t speak for a bit, and then Adam started the conversation.

“Becca, did you like sucking my cock the other night in the pool?” Adam asked.

I almost choked on my food at his question.

“Um, I guess, yeah, I enjoyed it, did you? I asked, not really wanting to talk about it.

“Oh, yeah, it was awesome…….. Do….do you think you’ll do it again?” He asked shyly.

I looked at him, my fourteen-year-old brother asking if I’d suck his cock again. I forced a smile.

“Uh, I don’t know, it just kind of happened in the heat of the moment. I wasn’t really thinking,” I responded.

“Were you thinking when you sucked dad’s cock?” he asked.

“Um, wait. We’re not talking about Dad and me here, understand?” I said firmly.

“Are you going to fuck him?” Adam queried.

“Adam, stop; I don’t know, maybe,” I said, shaking my head.

“Would you ever think about fucking me?” Adam asked softly.

Jesus, Adam, stop; I don’t know, I’ve never thought of it, maybe,” I responded, rattled by his interrogation.

I got up from the table and walked out the door, thinking I had created a sex maniac. I got to work and saw a packed parking lot, and the driving range and pro shop were crowded as I walked through it. I saw my boss Ted talking to a member whom I’d recently fucked, and he called me over as the other man walked away.

“Becca, I need to see you in my office at the end of the day,” Ted said.

“Um, ok, is there a problem?” I asked nervously.

“No, no. Your work is great, and the members love you; we need to work a few details out, though,” he replied, smiling.

“Um, okay. I guess I’ll see you after my shift,” I said, wanting to leave the conversation.

I walked away knowing that Ted knew what was going on out on the course and was sure Ted would say I’d have to start fucking him also. I tried to put it out of my head but had to decide what I was going to do about it. I filled my beverage cart with drinks, snacks, and ice and set out on my first round. I figured I’d better keep my clothes on today and see what happened after work. I made it around the course the first time without being asked about my personal menu, but I also didn’t make any tips. I was here to make money, and I wasn’t, so I said, “fuck it,” and decided my menu was open for orders.

I was called out to four younger guys on the fourth fairway.

“What can I get you guys?” I asked as they undressed me with their eyes.

“Hey beautiful, let's start with eight beers,” one of them said.

“Eight beers it is; anything else?” I asked, smiling at the men.

“Well, what else are you offering, sweetheart?” another asked, patting my butt.

“Um, nothing, why?” I responded nervously.

“Well, we heard for the right price you’ll take us to a secluded spot and dribble off those Bobbie Brooks for us,” one stated.

“Oh, yeah, I don’t know about that,” I nervously laughed.

Each man laid out four one-hundred dollar bills on my beverage cart, and I started at the piles of money.

“Um, what do you want?” I asked.

“A nice fuck,” was my answer.

I looked around to see if anyone was around, and I did not see anyone.

“Okay, behind those bushes on the left, there’s an opening we can use,” I explained.

“Great,” the men said as they jumped in their carts and headed for the bushes.

I scooped up the money and followed behind them. When I pulled behind the bushes, I saw that they were naked and had a blanket spread out on the grass. I stripped out of my clothes and walked over to the men.

“How about doggy style, and you can suck the other guy’s cocks,” one of them said.

“Ok,” I said, getting on all fours.

They were on me like white on rice, feeling my tits and slapping my face with their cocks. I felt one of them behind me, and he shoved his finger into my box.

“Oh, oh, go slow,” I moaned.

I felt the head of his cock in my pussy, and he pressed forward.

“Um, um, um, I protested with my first cock in my mouth.

My body lunged forward as his cock sank into my pussy, and he began to fuck me.

“Holy fuck is she tight,” he moaned.

“Pop, pop, pop, his belly slapped my ass as he went to town in me. I was alternating cocks as I sucked the remaining men. Each was preparing to replace their friend in my cunt, when it was filled with cum.

“Um, um, um,” I moaned in pleasure as my pussy was hammered.

“Fuck is she a good cocksucker,” One of the men offered.

I felt the cock inside of my pussy jerk, and I knew it was time.

“Oh, oh, yeah, oh, oh, oh,” the guy fucking me cried out as his balls emptied into my pussy.

“Umm, um, um,” I moaned as I had my first orgasm of the day, my thighs shaking.

I could feel his cum slipping out of me when he pulled out, and another cock replaced him quickly.

Uh, uh, uh,” I grunted as I was fucked by the second man.

I had two cocks to suck now and went to work on them, giving them my all.

“Fuck she can suck,” one of them said as his cum shot to the back of my throat, and I gobbled it up.

“Oh, man, that was good,” he sighed as he pulled his failing cock from my mouth.

“Yeah, yeah, fuck me,” I cried as I took the last cock in my mouth.

Again I felt the cock in my pussy jerk, the guy shouted.

“Oh, holy fuck, I’m coming,”

“Um, um, um,” I was hot and ready for the third cock and came shortly after he started fucking me.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m going to cum,” I alerted the group before pleasure coursed through my loins.

The guy I was sucking replaced the guy who had just cum in me, and the guy who came in my mouth was trying to get hard again as the other two dressed. My body rocked, and my tits bounced as I was fucked hard by the third guy.

“Oh, yeah, fuck me hard. I like it,” I moaned.

He really started laying the pipe to my tiny cunt, and my body rocked violently, pop, pop, pop, echoed in the trees.

Um, yeah, yeah, yeah,” he moaned as his balls unloaded their cargo on my receptive twat.

“Oh, yeah, oh yeah,” I moaned as he finished with me.

The two men who had fucked me had returned to the course, and I had one more to fuck. But he was having trouble getting it up again, kneeling behind me and cursing his cock. He tried to shove his flaccid cock into me, but it was too soft. He struggled for a while, and I’m sure being anxious didn’t help his situation. After a few minutes, his friend said.

“Come on, man, we have to get back, live to fight another day,”

“Fucking dammit,” he cursed before getting up and dressing.

I got off the blanket and walked back to my cart and wiped the cum from my pussy, and got dressed. I headed out on the course, sold some drinks, and made some tip money when I hit the back nine. It was really backed up for some reason, and carts were waiting on every hole. I noticed Jerry and a large group of men when I approached the eleventh tee box.

Hey Becca, you’re a sight for sore eyes,” he said, smiling.

“Hi, Jerry, what’s up?” I asked cheerfully.

“Oh, some really slow people, I guess,” He said, wrapping his arm around my shoulder.

Jerry led me to the group of men, who all eyed me up. I counted eight men, all around my dad’s age.

“Guys, this is the beautiful young lady I’ve been telling you about. Isn’t she a doll?” Jerry told them, to my surprise.

“So, this is the young girl you’re fucking out here?” one of them asked, as I turned beet red in embarrassment.

“Yeah, she can suck and fuck like a dream,” Jerry said, pulling my top up and exposing my tits to the group.

“Jerry, stop,” I cried, and the men gathered around to look.

“It’s ok, they’ll see it all in a minute,” Jerry said to my shock.

“Wait, what?” I said, dumbfounded.

“Ok, who’s in boys four hundred a pop,” Jerry told them, as men began to grab and felt my tits.

All of them raised their hands as I looked on in terror; I couldn’t fuck eight guys; shit, I’d already fucked four. Jerry collected the money from the men and handed it to me. Three-thousand-two-hundred dollars. My jaw dropped open as I held the money, and Jerry led me to his golf cart.

“Wait, Jerry, there’s too many of you,” I cried.

“We’ll be easy on the kitty. I’ll make sure you don’t get hurt,” Jerry tried to reassure me.

Four men already had their shorts off as Jerry dropped my skirt to the ground and helped me out of it.

“Just bend over the seat and lay down. We’ll do you from behind; it will go faster,” Jerry ordered.

I took off my top and lay down on the seat. Jerry spread my butt cheeks apart to show the men my party zone, and the men voiced their approval.

“Ok, whoever is due to tee off next goes first, just pussy. We haven’t discussed anal yet,” Jerry announced.

The first man stepped up and shoved his cock in me, and began fucking me as the other men watched.

“Oh, yeah, this is some sweet pussy boys,” he announced to the crowd.

“Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh,” I moaned as I was fucked, my naked body not moving much on the leather cart seat.

The first man came within the first couple of minutes.

“Oh, oh, fuck, oh boy, did I need that,” He exclaimed, making me think he hadn’t gotten any in a while.

The second man stepped up and wasted no time filling my slippery cunt with his cock.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah fuck me,” I moaned, getting hot and having an audience watch me being fucked.

The sun beat on my face, and there was a slight breeze as I let the men use me. It was a beautiful day, and I was fucking out in the open for the first time; anyone near could see us, and that made me all the hornier. I was pushing my butt back, now joining in the gangbang.

“Wow, look at her fuck, she loves this,” one guy offered.

“Yeah, yeah, make me cum, make me cum,” I squealed.

I was getting ready to have an epic orgasm, and I pumped my ass harder and faster onto the stiff shaft pummeling my sloppy cunt.

“Oh, oh, oh, fuck yeah,” I wailed as pleasure ripped thru my body.

I was shaking as the guy fucking me joined me.

“Um, um, um, good God,” he moaned as my cunt was flooded again with cum.

I was getting exhausted, the first four men finished and teed off, and Jerry’s foursome was preparing to fuck me. I fucked the first two guys and was fucking the third when another foursome of golfers drove up.

“Hey Jerry, what’s you got going here,” one man asked.

“We’re just giving Becca her tip, Tom,” Jerry replied, laughing.

“Well, I’d like to tip her too, if it’s alright,” Tom announced.

“What do you think, Becca? Can you handle four more?” Jerry leaned in and asked me.

“No, I’m getting pretty sore,” I whimpered.

“I’m sorry, Tom. She’s doing eight of us and getting sore. Maybe another time,” Jerry told him apologetically.

“Awe shit, ok, another day,” Tom said.

“Yeah, for four bills, she’ll be happy to fuck you,” Jerry said, shaking his hand.

I was waiting for Jerry. He was the last of the group and had the biggest cock.

Ok, Becca, here comes your favorite cock,” Jerry laughed.

“Be gentile, Jerry,” I begged.

Jerry’s fat cock stretched out my pussy even though I’d already fucked eleven guys.

“Oh, oh, oh, I moaned as my pussy walls were forced open wider.

“Fuck, what a fine pussy,” Jerry moaned as his cock sunk deeper and deeper into my struggling cunt.

Um, um, fuck me, Jerry,” I moaned softly as my pussy fucked his cock, moving back and forth on it.

“That’s it, baby, fuck that cock you like so much,” Jerry whispered.

I quickened the pace of my fucking as Jerry stayed motionless. The group watched more and more of his cock disappearing into the depths of my cunt, until my butt slapped his belly, and his balls slapped mine.

“Oh, God yeah, I want your cock in me, I squealed as I forced myself down on his huge cock.

Jerry’s cock glistened in the sunlight as I fucked it.

Um, um, um, yeah, yeah, I’m going to cum,” I cried out, my knees giving out as I hung on Jerry’s cock buried deep inside me.

At that point, Jerry took over and began fucking me.

Yeah, harder, harder, fuck my pussy harder,” I wailed as he laid the pipe to me.

“Oh, mother of God, Jerry cried as his cock swelled in me, and he flooded my babymaker with volley after volley of potent sperm.

Cum poured from me when he pulled out, I lay there while Jerry got dressed, and then he helped me to my cart before teeing off. I sat there exhausted for a few minutes before dressing and driving off. I sat in my cart for twenty minutes, trying to regain control of my emotions after being fucked by a dozen men. I had to clean my pussy out twice to slow the cum dripping out of me. I sold some drinks and snacks on the back nine, but thankfully, no one asked for my personal menu items. I stopped at the clubhouse for more beer and ice before heading out on the front nine again. I stopped at the first tee and stopped because people were teeing off.

How’s your day going, Becca?” Kevin, the starter, asked me.

“I’m fucking busy, Kevin,” I answered.

“Or busy fucking,” he laughed as I drove off.

I stopped my cart. How many people at the club knew? I wondered. Kevin was good friends with my boss, Ted; I wondered if Ted had told him his suspicions about what I was doing. Or were the men I was fucking were spreading it around. I was officially worried now about what would happen after work. I figured I’d get fired, but Ted said I was doing a great job. Well, I’d find out soon enough. I hit the third tee, and a group of young guys were waiting to tee off. I stopped my cart, and they came over.

“Hi, guys. Can I get you something?” I asked, hopping out of my cart and inadvertently shooting them the beaver.

Wow! Yeah, how much for a shot at that cunny?” one of them asked.

“I beg your pardon,” I said as they approached me.

“Come on, baby, you flashed it at us; how much?’ he asked.

“That was an accident. I didn’t flash you on purpose,” I said angrily.

One of them lifted the front of my skirt, exposing my bald red pussy to the group.

“Stop that,” I yelled, slapping his hand away.

“Oooh, look at that shaved coochie,” one of them said as he lifted the back of my skirt.

“Stop it, I said,” starting to cry.

One of them grabbed me from being by the wrists and lifted my hands over my head, while one tucked the bottom of my skirt in the waistband, exposing my bottom half, and then took my top off.

Stop it, stop it,” I cried.

“You want us to fuck that bald coochie, don’t you, baby,” One of them said.

“No, no, I don’t I cried as they led me around the side of my cart to the grass.

“Where do you want to get fucked then,” he asked as they lay me in the grass and spread my leg apart.

“Nowhere, I don’t want to get fucked anywhere,” I cried as one of them pulled down his shorts.

“Oh, ok, you like anal, we’ll give it to you back there, no problem, sweety,” He said, laughing.

“No, no, please not back there,” I sobbed.

“Well, sweety, you’re going to get it somewhere; where would you like us to fuck you then,” He said, wiggling his hard cock at me.

I was bawling my eyes out and scared.

“ My pussy, my pussy, fuck my pussy,” I squealed.

“Ok, baby, if you insist, we’ll all be happy to fuck your pussy,” He answered, laughing.

“Take her behind those bushes nobody can see back there,” another one said.

They dragged me to my feet and started to lead me around the bushes when I heard golf carts coming.

“Fuck, someone is coming,” one of them said.

One of them went to see who it was.

“Fuck quick, let's get out of here,” he yelled.

They let go of me, ran to their carts, and took off. I pulled down my skirt, found my top, and put it on as the carts arrived. It was another foursome of golfers.

“Are you alright? You look frazzled,” One golfer asked, getting out of his cart.

I adjusted my clothes, wiped my eyes, and breathed deeply.

“Yeah, I’m fine, I just had to deal with four assholes,” I said, leaning on my cart and shaking.

“Ok, have a good afternoon,” He said as they prepared to tee off.

I drove off, not seeing my attackers anywhere on the golf course. As the afternoon progressed, I started to calm down. On the turn by the putting green, I ran into Jerry again.

“Hey beautiful, is your little kitty alright? She got a good workout today,” Jerry said, laughing.

“Yeah, that was a lot for her to handle. It was her first time with that many guys,” I laughed.

“Good, did she like having that many guys play with her?” he probed.

“Um, yeah, I think she liked it; she definitely liked the money,” I said, embarrassed.

“Do you think she’ll entertain that many men again? He continued.

“Um, yeah, just not today,” we laughed.

“Good. I host a card game for around twelve guys at my house twice a month. Would you like to be the hostess and entertainment?” Jerry asked.

“You mean, will I fuck twelve guys at your card party?” I broke it down for him.

“Haha, no slipping things past you, Becca. Yes fuck and play hostess for the men,” Jerry stated what he wanted.

Hum, I don’t know. Maybe I’d have to think about it.” I left the door open.

“Five thousand dollars for five hours,” Jerry offered.

“Fuck, really?” I replied.

“Yep, think about it; I’m having one on Thursday night,” He said.

“Ok, I will,” I answered, and he walked away.

I pulled my cart in the garage a little early, went to the ladies' locker room, and took a shower. I was a hot mess. I blew my hair dry and dressed, then made my way to Ted’s office. I took a deep breath, knocked on the door, and waited.

“Come in,” Ted bellowed.

I opened the door and stepped inside. I noticed all of the shades were drawn, and he had the lights on, which I thought was strange because it was a sunny day outside. I looked to my left, and the head starter, Kevin, was sitting in a chair in front of the couch.

“Come in, Becca, and sit on the couch,” Ted ordered as he fidgeted at his desk.

I walked over to the couch but stood up, I remembered what happened to me the last time I sat in it. Ted rolled his chair over from his desk so Kevin and Ted were on either side of me.

“Relax, sit down, Rebecca,” Ted said again.

I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and lowered myself onto the couch. Like before, my butt sank down in the cushion, and my legs popped apart at the knees. Ted and Kevin leaned in and gazed at my bare bald pink pussy. I turned bright red in front of them.

“Oh, God, I’m sorry, it’s this couch,” I offered pathetically.

“Don’t apologize, Becca. She’s beautiful,” Kevin said, smiling ear to ear.

“Yeah, all I can say is wow,” Ted echoed.

I wanted to die right there. I was so embarrassed. My bosses were staring at my pussy.

“So, I’m sure you know why we brought you in today,” Ted asked, very businesslike.

“Um, no, I don’t have a clue,” I lied my ass off.

“Really? You have no idea?” Kevin asked.

“No, I don’t. Am I not doing a good job?” I asked, looking at Ted.

“On the contrary, you're doing much more than we hired you for,” Ted stated as Kevin chuckled.

“ I don’t understand,” I said, still unwilling to fess up.

“Ok, let me show you, Becca,” Ted said, going back to his desk and returning with a tablet.

Ted started a video and turned the tablet toward me. The video showed four men and me driving our carts behind a grove of bushes. My cart is still visible, and I take off my clothes and walk behind the bushes where the men are. Twenty minutes later, the four men drive off, and I walk naked back to my drink cart and wipe my pussy out with napkins before dressing and driving away. Kevin pulled out a plastic bag with used napkins in it and tossed it in my lap.

“Would you like to see more Rebecca? We have to have more videos of you here,” Ted stated.

I hung my head in shame and began to sob, my body shaking.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry I ruined your golf club. Don’t put me in jail, please, please,” I sobbed.

They were silent, and they just looked at me, or rather my bare pussy.

“How many men do you have sex with a day? Rebecca,” Ted asked.

“I don’t know, maybe four or six,” I sobbed, my face in my hands.

And how many did you fuck during work today?” Ted examined.

“I was openly sobbing and shaking my head, twelve, but I’ve never done that many before,” I bawled.

“Wow, that’s impressive,” Kevin added.

“And how much do our members pay you for sex?” Ted continued.

“Fu, fu, fu, four hundred each,” I shook violently.

“Holy fuck, we need to raise the greens fees,” Kevin offered.

“And did you come up with that amount?” Ted asked.

“No, it's what I was offered the first time I did it with a guest,” I blabbered.

“ And I assume that was Jerry, correct?” Ted pried.

“Yes, on my second day,” I sniffled.

“Yeah, Jerry’s always asking the cart girls to fuck,” Kevin added.

“Am I going to be arrested,” I asked, petrified of my parents finding out.

They didn’t answer, which made me more upset.

“Please, please, I’ll do anything if you don’t call the police; I’m begging,” I wailed.

“Yeah, I don’t know,” Ted said.

“Please, please, anything you want, you can both fuck me anytime you want, but please don’t send me to jail,” I begged getting on my knees in front of them.

Ted scratched his chin and unbuckled his belt, and I knew I had a chance. I scooted over to him and tore his pants and underwear down, and licked and kissed his cock and balls. I was shaking as I took his cock in my mouth, and my head bobbed back and forth. I felt Kevin grab me by the hips and lift me up, and they carried me to Ted's desk. I stripped out of my clothes and lay on the desk with my pussy hanging over the edge for the men to fuck as they pleased. I grabbed Ted’s cock and began to suck it as Kevin lined his cock up to my pussy.

“Um, um, um,” I moaned as Kevin sank his stiff cock into me.

“Oh, fuck can you suck a cock,” Ted revealed as I worked his meat as my life depended on it.

My body rocked back and forth, and my tits swirled in circles as Kevin rhythmically fucked me.

“Fuck Ted, her pussy is tight,” Kevin moaned as he fucked me harder.

“Um, yeah, yeah, fuck me,” I cried as the men had their way with me.

I was too upset to cum, but I knew I had to fuck like a whore to stay out of jail. I brought my feet up on the deck and spread eagle, and I began to fuck Kevin back. Our bodies popped as they met, and I had Ted’s entire cock in my throat as I sucked him off.

“Um, um, um, I constantly moaned as I was split roast.

I could see by the look on Kevin’s face he was going to blow and gave my hips a shimmy squeezing his cock inside me, and he came.

“Yeah, yeah, oh yeah,” he moaned as he filled my pussy.

Ted pulled out of my mouth and joined Kevin at the end of the desk.

“Let me see what her pussy is like,” Ted said.

Kevin pulled out, and his cum pooled on the desk underneath me as Ted took his spot between my legs. Ted shoved his cock in me and started to fuck me.

“Let’s see what these guys are raving about,” he said.

Again my body bounced back and forth as my tits rolled around as Ted fucked me. My hips worked double time fucking him back. Kevin had dressed and came back with his phone recording me fucking on the desk. Normally I would have protested being filmed during sex, but I didn’t feel I had a choice.

Yeah, yeah, make me cum, I cried.

“Yeah, this pussy is dope,” Ted exclaimed, huffing and puffing.

I fucked him, making sure every inch of his cock was inside me, and he couldn’t take it.

“Oh, oh, fuck, I’m coming,” Ted screamed as he slammed my pussy.

Ted put his hands on the desk and bowed his head, and recovered his face bright red; I knew I’d fucked him good. He pulled out of me and started getting dressed.

“Sit up, Becca, and listen to me,” Ted said.

“Yes, sir,” I replied, sitting up as cum rolled out of me and down the side of his desk.

“Here’s the deal: you can take it or leave it. You can keep your job and nothing changes; you’ll still drive the beverage cart and supply your pussy to men who want it, and every Friday, when you're done, you shower and then come to my office for more sex, deal?” Ted offered.

“So nothing changes except I have to fuck you guys every Friday?” I clarified.

“Yes, something like that,” Ted replied.

“Ok, I can do that,” I said as the world's weight was lifted off my shoulders.

I got dressed and left, thoroughly exhausted mentally and physically. I got home and made an ice bag and then jumped in the shower and scrubbed my aching pussy well. Then I laid on my bed and put the ice bag on my sore pussy and a cold, wet cloth over my eyes and decompressed. Of course, my phone pinged; I took all of the cash I had made and threw it on the bed, trying to find my phone. I grabbed it, and it was my ex-boyfriend's roommates wanting me to come over and fuck. I told them maybe Sunday. I was really busy, they agreed, and I laid back down to relax. It wasn’t ten minutes later. There was a knock at my door.

“Fuck, come in,” I snarled.

It was Adam, my brother, who jumped on my bed.

“Hey, sis, holy fuck, where did you get all of that money,” He said, grabbing it and playing with it.

“I robbed a fucking bank, where do you think I got it,” I snarked.

“ Cool, my sister is a slut and a gangster,” he said excitedly.

“Um, excuse me, exactly why am I a slut?” I asked, hoping he’d go away.

“Well, you did give your brother and father blowjobs the other night, so…….,” he teased.

“That makes me a deviate, not a slut,” I countered.

“Well, I think you’re a slut,” Adam professed.

“Fine, I’m a slut; now go away,” I ordered.

I’m telling my friends you’re going to fuck them,” He announced calmly.

“You did what?” I sat up excitedly.

Adam started laughing hysterically.

“Yeah, you’re a slut, and I want my friends to get some of your pussy,” he reasoned.

“Well, you haven’t got any, and now you won’t, you little brat,” I scolded him.

“Haha, he’s sleeping over this weekend; we’re both going to do you,” He brazenly stated.

“No, you're not,” I said defiantly.

“Becca, you know you're going to fuck us. Just say yes, and let us not fight.”

“Go away, Adam,” I demanded.

Ok, I’ll tell Paul you’ll fuck us after Mom and Dad go to sleep,” Adam said, tweaking my nipple.

“Ok, great, but only after you both fuck Mom,” I said, laughing.

“Oh, you’re gross,” Adam spat.

“Oh, fucking mom is gross, but fucking your sister isn’t?” I wondered about his logic.

“Yeah, totally. What's with the ice on your pussy/ was it on fire today?” he laughed, thinking himself quite the comedian.

“It’s sore, now please go away,” I begged him.

Adam lifted the ice bag off me and touched my pussy.

“Hey, stop that,” I scolded him.

“It's swollen; you must have fucked a ton today,” Adam stated.

“I beg your pardon,” I shrieked.

“Well, why else would it be so swollen?” he asked, sliding down to get a better look.

“Adam, it can be swollen for many reasons,” I tried to reason with him.

“Ok, name one,” the smart ass countered.

“I got stung by a bee at the golf course,” I told him.

“Haha, haha, did the bees give you the five grand, too?” he said, falling to the bed and laughing.

“Are you saying I’m a prostitute, Adam?” I asked sadly.

“I don’t care if you are or not, and nobody needs to know as long as you start fucking me and my friends; oh yeah, dinner is ready,” he threatened, jumping off my bed and running out the door.

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