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The Sullivan Family


Riley: A less than pure virgin, terrified of sex.

Liam: Father of the Sullivans. | Nora: Mother of the Sullivans.

Oliver: Youngest of the Sullivans. | Cade: Oldest of the Sullivans.

Greg: Frank’s mischievous twin. | Frank: Greg’s mischievous twin.

Year 2

Chapter 1: Riley Sullivan, Dreams Come True

Riley ran out of the Peters’ home as fast as she could. After all their talk of piety, Jack caught them naked on the couch passionately kissing while a kindergartener fingered them! She couldn’t help feeling she had abandoned Emily at the worst moment, but there was no way she could look Jack in the face after that. Poor Emily couldn’t just run; she would be stuck there and forced to face him. Jack was usually a good brother, better than any of her own at least, but there’s no way he wouldn’t tease the hell out of Emily after that.

Riley burst through her front door and barely acknowledged her parents had returned home before rushing upstairs to her bathroom for a cold shower. Thoughts of Jack and Emily plagued her mind. She was right on the edge of climax when they got interrupted, so her horny mind was spinning wild images of the pair. Leaving her clothes on the bathroom floor, she prayed a douse of cold water would sober her mind. She had never thought of Jack in that way, never wanted to. He was like a sweet fifth brother. She didn’t want to picture him naked and hard. She hated the images in her head of him and Lyla teasing Emily into continuing the orgy she had started. Even shivering under the frigid torrent of water wasn’t enough to drive out the idea of Jack deflowering Emily while Lyla filmed it all for the school project. She lifted the shower head, and pointed the icy blast straight at her crotch, only to discover a brand new sensation.

Giving up on the notion of driving out the thoughts, she turned the water to warm and embraced her fantasies. She pictured her friend getting pounded in each and every position she had memorized for school and even a few more imaginative ones. Suddenly, she regretted running away and began to imagine what he could have done with both of them if she had stayed. She put a leg up on the edge of the tub and buried a finger into her pussy, wishing it was Jack. She alternated between her finger and the shower head as if Jack and Lyla were taking turns between her and Emily.

It wasn’t enough though. All her desperate attempts to mastubate were nothing compared to what the Peters’ sisters could do with their tongues. She needed a more extreme fantasy. She hated herself for it, but the first thing that came to mind was a recurring nightmare she’d had since learning about the Program. She’s naked in the living room and all of her brothers are using her at once. She doesn’t even have enough holes for that, but dream logic. Despite herself, the memory of that nightmare helps her build toward orgasm. Just when she thinks she’s almost there, the bathroom door opens and instantly breaks her mood.

“I’m just collecting your laundry, don’t mind me.” her mom’s voice called out.

“I could have brought it down when I was done!” Riley bit back. “Geez, mom! I can’t even have my privacy in the shower!”

“I’m already leaving. As soon as you’re done, come down stairs. Your father and I need to speak with you.” And with that, she was gone.

Mom’s interruption served as the now unwelcome douse of cold water she had been looking for. The way she said they needed to ‘speak with her’ did not bode well. She quickly washed and got out of the shower. Wrapped in a towel, she walked to her room to find a fresh set of clothes. Opening her closet where her clothes should be, she only found her greatest fear.

“MOM!” she screamed, “Where are my clothes?”

Mom called back up calmly, “Come downstairs sweety, and don’t yell through the house.”

“I can’t come down! I don’t have any clothes!” she shouted back.

“Riley!” Dad shouted, “Your mother already told you not to yell through the house. Get down here right now!”

Riley could feel her heart pounding and her legs resisted her movements, but holding the towel tight around her, she made her way down the stairs. It was obvious now what her parents wanted to talk about, but she tried to think of any other possible explanation. Maybe her mom just had to wash all her clothes at once for some reason, like one of her brothers got really sick and they had to sterilize everything. On her way downstairs, she saw no sign of her brothers. They must have all gone out or they were in their rooms. She found her parents in the dining room, sitting on one side of the table. They didn’t say anything when she walked in and looked almost as uncomfortable as she felt. She silently took a seat opposite them. It was difficult to sit with the towel covering her in a way that felt modest, but she was determined to hold onto this piece of cloth as long as she could. After a long silence, her mom elbowed her dad to start speaking.

“So how’s Emily doing?” he asked “We had great weather today, did you get to go swimming?”

“Yeah, we-” Riley blushed remembering the skinny-dipping and everything that followed, “We had a great time hanging out, just us girls.”

Mom interjected, “What your father is trying to say is we signed you up for P-FANS. That’s why I took away all your clothes. In fact, you shouldn’t be wearing that towel now that you know. Go on, take it off.”

“NO! You can’t do this. Why?” Riley cried, “I know my Sex Ed grades have been bad, but all I had to do to pass was have sex one time! You didn’t have to sign me up to get raped the rest of my childhood.” Her voice cracked and tears fell down her face. “You could have just had someone shove their penis in me one time, take a picture and it would be over.” Despite her fear, Riley could feel her pussy getting wet. She still hadn’t been able to cum since getting home. “Why did you have to sign me up for the program?” She quickly turned into an incoherent ball of sobs and didn’t even care when her towel started to slip.

Daddy came around the table to comfort her. He put a hand between her shoulders and she buried her face into his chest. His shirt was wet with her tears and snot by the time she settled down and took control of her breathing. “You could have asked any of us for that at any time and you know we would have done that for you. What has us worried is that you didn’t. I don’t know what we did to raise you with such deep hangups, but the doctors have told us P-FANS will be the absolute best way to cure you of that. I didn’t believe it myself, but that’s what the conference your mom and I just got back from was all about. I got to see for myself how powerful this program can be and how much better girls feel about themselves after they’ve been in it for a while.”

“Liam, stop trying to be gentle with her.” mother interrupted, “Remember what the researchers said. If you try too hard to make her first time good, she’s only going to be disappointed. Don’t put so much importance on the event and give it power. Just be rough with her and get it done. She can have a good time when she’s more experienced.”

Riley shuddered at the thought of Daddy ripping through her hymen in one thrust, a shudder that ran down her spine and electrified her bean. Her unplanned edging fused lust into the terror of her imminent fate. She knew her slit must be dripping with arousal and her clit would be standing out expectantly. Having abandoned the towel when she accepted Daddy’s embrace, her shameful state was only concealed because she was still seated, but Daddy didn’t let that be for long.

Without a word, he lifted her out of the chair and laid her down on the dining table. Mom set a bottle of SRC branded lube beside Riley while Daddy dropped his pants. “Not sure we’ll even need that. Look at you!” Daddy shoved a finger between her legs and through her slit. It came out slick with girl juice. “You seem much more ready than you think you are. We’ll use this just to be safe though. It should help numb the pain too.” He slopped a glob on his dick and pulled Riley’s legs apart.

Riley didn’t get a good look at Daddy’s cock, but she did see it was easily twice the size of any boys in her class. It felt massive when he pressed it against her entrance, but all the lubrication let it slip right in. Fresh tears welled in her eyes at the pain, but she tried to trust her parents to know what's best. Daddy thrust in deeper and tore through her hymen. Riley yelped at the sharp pain, but her libido caught up at the same time. Just as the fear before fueled her lust, the pain blurred with her desire. Daddy pulled back, then thrust deeper still. Riley pictured herself being torn apart by his thick penis and the terrible thought turned her on.

After a few more thrusts, Daddy reached Riley’s cervix and rested a moment for her to relax around the fullest length she could take. After several breaths, he pulled back out all the way so he could drive his cock all the way in with one thrust. Riley felt the wind get knocked out of her, then her cunny got pounded with several deep thrusts. Just as she caught her breath, the thrusts changed to short and fast. The pain finally faded away into pure pleasure. She could feel her own orgasm finally building and her cries turned to moans. Then Daddy gave one deep thrust and shook for a moment before pulling out.

Riley had dreaded this moment for a long time, but now it was over too soon. Maybe her first time was supposed to suck and be painful, but pulling out right before she came was just rude! She sat up intent on voicing a complaint, but lost her words when she saw all her brothers had come in at some point and all four of them were already naked. Out of breath, she sat there a moment with her legs spread for her whole family to gaze at her freshly fucked pussy.

“Daddy, you’re officially the worst!” She finally managed to spit out. “I don’t care if you had to be rough, but you totally blue-beaned me! One of you needs to stop staring and take your turn so I can get off.”

Cade stepped forward, “Roll over. Dad got to take your vag cherry, but I’m gonna be the first to use your ass.”

“No!” Riley cried, “I can’t get off if you do it in my ass! Please, just fuck my pussy!”

“Well I never thought I’d hear you beg me to do that, but I can’t pass up the opportunity to take one of your virginities. Besides, you might get off from anal. I’ve seen it happen before.”

Cade took one of Riley’s legs and pulled it over the other, forcing her to turn over. Once he had her ass on display, he poured some lube down her crack and fingered it into her hole. When it first ran down her skin, it felt cold; then when he started working it inside, it felt like a warm glow. As he shoved more in, it almost started to burn, not with pain but with pleasure. It was such an odd sensation, she was so focused on trying to explain it, she was caught totally by surprise when he popped past her sphincter. There was no real pain this time like when Daddy tore into her vagina. There was an uncomfortable pressure that built as Cade fit more of his cock into her and a few awkward thrust made her wince, but that burning pleasure from the lube made it all feel nice.

Unfortunately, nice wasn’t what Riley was hoping for. It was arousing, but not enough to build her to an orgasm. Even as Cade started really pounding into her ass, the increased pleasure was balanced out by the discomfort of getting shoved into the table. She tried to play with her clit, but the way her legs were hanging over the edge made it impossible to reach. She could only resign herself to endure it until he finished. Worse still, Cade seemed to have more stamina than Daddy.

“I’m sorry, Riley.” Cade grunted, “I tried to hold out until you came too, but I-I’m cuuumming.”

“Idiot! I wasn’t even close. I bet you would have been great in my pussy, but you just had to get your achievement.” Riley pouted.

Cade pulled out and the twins appeared on either side of Riley’s head.

“We were talking.” Frank said on her left.

“You haven’t used your mouth yet.” Greg continued on her right.

“At least tonight.” Frank clarified.

“At least tonight.” Greg echoed.

“Think you could take us both at once?” They said in unison.

Riley whined, “How would that even work? No. Please choose something else. I need some relief. Just take turns fucking me.”

“You sure do say ‘no’ a lot for a pfangirl.” Greg responded, “I think you're going to have to get used to being frustrated.”

The twins lifted Riley off the table and sat her down in her chair. They got their dicks as close together as they could and pulled her head toward them. Reluctantly, Riley opened her mouth for them to shove inside. They managed to get their tips inside, but it didn’t matter how much they pushed on the back of her head, they weren’t close enough together and her cheeks wouldn’t stretch enough to engulf their diverging shafts. Greg grabbed his phone and snapped a photo, then they released her.

“Well that was a bust, but at least you looked really cute eating two wieners!” Greg showed her the photo.

“I look awful! You better not share that with anyone.” Riley threatened.

“We’ll see.” Greg teased. “I think I do want some of that pussy now. I’ve been a little blue-balled myself since you took Lyla away from me this morning. Hey Frank, what do you say we spit roast her?”

“Now you’re talking!” Frank agreed, “Help me lay her across the table. I want her head hanging off the edge so I can try to deep throat her. Though, It will probably mean you have to climb up on the table with her to reach her pussy.”

Riley went along with they’re plan, letting them drape her across the table like a Sunday roast. With Frank holding her head down and Greg lifting her hips up, blood quickly rushed to her head. Finally having her pussy filled again was amazing, but it was overshadowed by the terribly uncomfortable position and choking on Frank’s sausage. She really wanted to enjoy Greg’s pounding; his dick was just the right length to go balls deep and with every thrust his pubes tickled her clit. Instead, her attention was pulled down to the dick blocking off her airway; it inspired a new kind of fear, more primal than losing her virginity, and it could not mix with her libido. She thrashed about, panicked for air. Frank pulled out and she nearly inhaled the jizz he pumped onto her face. Greg didn’t last much longer, adding his spunk to what their dad had left inside her before.

Released from her brother’s restraint, Riley sat up and turned to Frank. “Don’t” she gasped, “You ever” another deep breath, “Do that again.”

“What was that? ‘Do that again’? Gladly!” Frank flinched at Riley’s weak attempt to smack him. “Sorry, I’m sorry! You’re a natural at that. I don’t think you have a gag reflex and I was able to slide right into your throat. It felt amazing! I won’t be the last one who wants to do that with you, so if you ever want to practice, ask me anytime!”

Riley just rolled her eyes at him. Turning forward she found a phone in her face showing her a new photo. In it, she was sitting on the edge of the table, legs wide with semen leaking from her reddened vulva and her face was covered in it too. Riley pushed Greg’s hand away and locked her eyes on Olliver. He was sitting on their mom’s lap, sucking one of her tits while she played with his little willy.

“Ollie!” Riley commanded, “Get over here and lick me!”

Oliver happily complied and buried his face in her creampie. Riley held the back of his head and humped her hips into his face. Her little brother was no expert at eating her out, it was nothing like what Lyla did for her or even Emily, but for the first time since losing her virginity she could finally focus on just getting off. Ollie came up for air, but after little more than a gasp, Riley shoved him back into her crotch. He moaned in protest, but the vibrations only fueled her lust. After edging all night, it wasn't long before her orgasm snuck up on her. She locked her legs around Oliver’s head and laid back on the table. Waves of pleasure erupted from her loins and fulfilled the promise her body had been expecting for what must have been hours. One orgasm rolled into the next, just as the first subsided, another built up in its place. She came again and again before her whole body went limp.

In her blurry ecstasy, she looked down to see Oliver with a slimy mess covering a massive grin. Her family gathered around the table and looked down at the girl they had all just devoured. Riley stared up at all their faces and wondered if they were done or planned to go another round. That terrifying thought thrilled her as she passed out.

Chapter 2: WIP