Family's Filthy Secret

[All activities described below are consensual] --- [Description: Penny had been exploring her sexuality and desire recently, and discovered she enjoyed being publicly humiliated, edged, and overstimulated. She was raised traditionally and super shy. One night her Dom sets up her ultimate humiliation. She is tied down to a chair and edged for hours, a soft clitoris stimulator toy that takes her just close enough to the edge to maker her hips buck up begging to cum only to have it denied. Instead of the typical audience, today, her entire adult family has been invited to attend. She doesn't know this but desires her traditional upbringing her family has very kinky individuals, especially her parents. They are seated in a room opposite to her, watching via live camera from every angle, they can see her face, body, pussy, and hear every sound she makes. She knows something is supposed to happen but she agreed to be kept in the dark for the full effect. Her Dom promises she can came cum but she has to confess her secret kinks and fetishize to the camera, and with desperate lustful eyes she tells everybody her desires, her taboo attractions, her filthiest thoughts. The Dom praises her, and turns the toy on to let her cum, and just as she is tipping over into her incredibly intense orgasm, he whispers in her ear that it's her family watching that has been watching her and hear everything. Tears fall from her face in utter horror and humiliation but the delicious kind she craves and it only makes her orgasm so intense she squirts all over the came positioned right in front of her pussy. Her Dom leaves the vibrator on as it over-stimulates her clit and turns on the screen for her to see and hear the reactions her family are having as she can't stop the shameless ecstasy, her moaning and every twitch broadcasted to them.]

**Bound and Exposed** The leather cuffs bit into Penny’s wrists as she strained against them, her fingers curling uselessly against the chair’s arms. The cold metal of the ankle restraints pressed into her skin, keeping her spread wide—vulnerable. The air hummed with the persistent buzz of the toy nestled against her clit, its rhythm teasing just beneath the threshold of relief. Every pulse sent a jolt through her, making her thighs tremble, her hips twitch upward in futile desperation. Her Dom circled her like a predator, adjusting the cameras with deliberate slowness. The lenses focused mercilessly—on her flushed face, her heaving chest, the glistening wetness between her thighs. "You’re *beautiful* like this," he murmured, dragging a fingertip down her sternum. "Dripping. Begging. But you know the rules." His hand slid lower, skirting the edge of her need, tracing the crease of her thigh without touching where she burned for him. "Confess, and you’ll be rewarded." Penny whimpered, her back arching off the chair. The vibrator’s intensity flicked higher—just for a second—and her breath shattered into a gasp. "*Please*—" "Tell them," he ordered, his voice dark with command. "Every depraved fantasy. Every secret you’ve been too ashamed to say out loud." Her pulse roared in her ears. The toy’s vibrations coiled tighter, hotter, pushing her toward the edge without letting her fall. "I—" She choked on the words, then moaned as the sensation spiked again. "I want them to *see* me—strangers, friends, *family*—watching me lose control. I want them to hear me—*fuck*—hear me scream when I come." Her voice broke as the pleasure crested, her body taut as a bowstring. "I want them to know how *wet* I get just from being exposed—how much I *need* it—" The vibrator surged. Her vision whited out as the orgasm tore through her, violent and relentless. And then his lips were at her ear, his whisper a blade between her ribs. "Your parents have been watching the whole time." The screen flared to life—her mother’s parted lips, her father’s darkened gaze, her siblings’ rapt attention—all fixed on her trembling, sweat-slicked body. The vibrator didn’t stop, wringing another broken cry from her as her cunt clenched around nothing, her juices dripping onto the chair beneath her. "Look at them," her Dom commanded, gripping her chin to force her gaze toward the screen. "They see you. They *hear* you. And they know exactly how much you love it." Penny sobbed, humiliation and pleasure twisting together as the toy pushed her into another shuddering climax—broadcast in high definition for her family’s hungry eyes.

Penny’s body convulsed as the vibrator relentlessly pulsed against her swollen clit, the overstimulation sending sharp, electric waves of pleasure-pain through her. Her thighs trembled violently, slick with sweat and arousal, her toes curling against the restraints. The screen flickered—her mother’s fingers twitched against her own thigh, her father’s jaw clenched as he leaned forward in his seat. One of her brothers—*God, which one?*—let out a low, approving chuckle. “Always knew you were a filthy little thing,” his voice crackled through the speakers, rough with amusement. The words sent a fresh rush of heat between her legs. She tried to shake her head, to deny it, but another brutal pulse of the toy stole her voice, replacing it with a shameless, keening moan. Her Dom’s fingers tangled in her hair, yanking her head back. “They’re not just watching, Penny. They’re *participating*.” He nodded toward the screen, where her mother’s hand had disappeared beneath the hem of her skirt, her breath coming faster. Penny’s stomach dropped—*no, no, no*—but her cunt clenched greedily, betraying her. The vibrator’s rhythm stuttered, then intensified, dragging another orgasm from her with ruthless precision. Her father’s voice cut through the haze. “Louder, sweetheart. Let us hear how much you *need* it.” The command—*his* command—unraveled her completely. She came with a shattered scream, her back arching off the chair as her family watched, enthralled, while she fell apart.

Penny’s vision blurred as the orgasm ripped through her, her body jerking against the restraints. The vibrator didn’t relent—each pulse sent fresh shocks of overstimulation through her clit, her thighs twitching uncontrollably. On the screen, her mother’s fingers worked faster beneath her skirt, her lips parted in a silent moan. Her father’s gaze burned into Penny’s exposed body, his hand gripping the armrest tight enough to turn his knuckles white. Her Dom leaned in, his breath hot against her ear. “They’re touching themselves because of *you*,” he murmured, fingers tracing the slick mess between her thighs. “Because of how fucking *desperate* you look.” Penny whimpered, her hips bucking helplessly. The vibrator’s intensity surged again, and she sobbed as another wave of pleasure crashed over her—her cunt clenching around nothing, her juices dripping onto the chair. Her brother’s voice cut through the speakers again, husky now. “Bet she’d scream even louder if someone *filled* her.” The words sent a jolt through her. Her Dom smirked, dragging a finger along her soaked folds before pressing it deep inside her. “You hear that, Penny? They want to see you *used*.” She gasped as he added another finger, stretching her, his thumb circling her swollen clit in time with the toy. The screen flickered—her mother’s head tipped back, her father’s free hand unzipping his pants—and Penny’s moan tore free, raw and broken. Her Dom twisted his fingers inside her, his voice a dark promise. “Let them watch you come *one more time*—then we’ll see who gets to fuck you first.”

[Penny, thoroughly wrecked and drunk on pleasure gives into her desire and looks at the camera, and speaks with her voice trembling and needy] "Come fuck me, please, use me while everyone else watches."

Penny’s gaze locked onto the camera, her pupils blown wide with desperation. Her lips parted, slick with spit, her voice trembling as the vibrator pulsed mercilessly against her clit. “Come fuck me,” she begged, her hips jerking against her Dom’s fingers still buried inside her. “*Please*—use me while everyone else watches.” The screen flickered—her father’s hand moved faster over his cock, her mother’s breath hitched—and then her Dom’s grip tightened in her hair. “Good girl,” he growled, withdrawing his fingers with a filthy, wet sound. He unbuckled his belt with one hand, the leather sliding free with a sharp *snap*. “They’re going to watch you take every inch.” Penny whimpered, her thighs shaking as he positioned himself between her legs. The head of his cock dragged through her slick folds, teasing, before he pushed inside in one brutal thrust. She cried out, her back arching off the chair as he filled her, the stretch burning just shy of pain. The vibrator still buzzed against her clit, the relentless stimulation making her toes curl. Her Dom gripped her hips, pulling her down onto him with each punishing stroke. “Look at them,” he ordered, his voice rough. “See how *hard* they are for you.” Penny’s gaze flicked to the screen—her mother’s fingers twisted in her own hair, her father’s jaw clenched as he stroked himself in time with her Dom’s thrusts. Her brother’s voice, thick with arousal: “*Fuck*, she’s taking it so well.” The words sent a fresh rush of heat through her. Her Dom smirked, slamming into her harder, the sound of skin against skin echoing through the room. “Tell them how much you love it,” he demanded. Penny sobbed, her nails digging into the chair’s arms. “I—I love it,” she gasped, her voice breaking as he hit a spot deep inside her. “Love—*ah!*—love being your *whore*—” The vibrator’s rhythm stuttered, then surged, and Penny shattered—her orgasm crashing over her as her family watched, rapt, while she screamed herself hoarse. Her Dom didn’t stop. He fucked her through it, his grip bruising, his breath hot against her neck. “One more,” he growled. “Give them *one more*.” Penny could only moan, her body wrung out and trembling—but still *aching* for more.

Penny’s Dom didn’t slow—his thrusts turned rougher, deeper, driving her oversensitive body toward another brutal peak. The vibrator buzzed harder against her clit, and she sobbed, her thighs slick with sweat and arousal. On the screen, her father’s hand moved faster, his cock glistening with pre-cum. Her mother’s moans spilled from the speakers, breathless and high. “They’re close,” her Dom taunted, dragging his teeth over her shoulder. “You gonna make them come just from watching you get *ruined*?” Penny’s vision blurred as another orgasm coiled tight in her belly. Her Dom’s cock stretched her impossibly full, every thrust jolting pleasure through her. Her brother’s voice, ragged: “Fuck, I can’t wait to be inside her next.” The words sent a fresh wave of heat through her. Her Dom chuckled darkly, his fingers digging into her hips. “Hear that, Penny? They’re *all* gonna take turns.” She moaned, her cunt clenching around him as the vibrator pushed her over the edge again. Her scream tore through the room—raw, broken—as her family watched her fall apart. Her Dom groaned, his rhythm faltering as he buried himself deep. “Take it,” he growled. “Take every fucking drop.” Penny shuddered as he spilled inside her, her body still twitching with aftershocks. The screen flickered—her father’s release streaking his stomach, her mother’s thighs trembling—and Penny’s Dom smirked, pulling out slowly. “Round two,” he murmured, dragging his fingers through her dripping mess. “Who’s first?”

Her brother stepped into the room, his gaze locked onto Penny’s wrecked body—her thighs still spread, glistening with sweat and cum. His cock strained against his jeans, already hard, his breath ragged. “Fuck,” he muttered, shoving his pants down in one rough motion. Penny whimpered, her cunt still pulsing from her last orgasm, but her Dom’s grip kept her pinned in place. “You heard him,” her Dom murmured, dragging his thumb over her swollen clit. “He’s been waiting his turn.” Her brother didn’t hesitate. He gripped her hips, his fingers digging in as he lined himself up. The head of his cock pressed against her soaked entrance, and Penny gasped—still stretched from her Dom, but aching for more. “Tell him,” her Dom ordered, his voice low. Penny’s voice cracked. “Please—*fuck* me—” Her brother shoved in with one brutal thrust, burying himself to the hilt. Penny cried out, her back arching as he filled her, the stretch bordering on pain. “God, you’re tight,” he groaned, his hips snapping forward. Her Dom chuckled, watching as her brother fucked her in rough, uneven strokes. “Look at them,” he murmured, nodding toward the screen where their parents still watched, panting. “They love seeing you like this.” Penny’s vision blurred as her brother’s cock dragged against her walls, his pace relentless. The vibrator still buzzed against her clit, sending shocks of pleasure through her oversensitive body. “Gonna come inside you,” her brother growled, his grip bruising. “Just like he did.” Penny sobbed, her nails scraping the chair as another orgasm tore through her. Her brother cursed, his thrusts turning erratic before he slammed deep, spilling inside her with a groan. Her Dom smirked, running a hand through her hair. “Good girl.” The screen flickered—her father’s cock twitched, still hard. “Who’s next?” her Dom asked, his fingers tracing her trembling lips.

[Let's get a inner POV section from Penny's father, from the moment he started watching her be edged, hearing confess, seeing her first explosive orgasm and utter delicious embarrassment at finding out that her family had seen and heard it all, and her cumdrunk descent into taboo watching her getting fucked by her Dom then by her brother, as he cums from watching too."

**Penny’s Father’s POV:** He hadn’t meant to watch—not like this. But the moment her Dom’s voice crackled through the speakers, commanding her to confess, he couldn’t look away. Her face flushed crimson, her breath hitching as she admitted how wet she was, how much she *needed* it. His cock twitched in his hand, betraying him instantly. Then the vibrator pressed harder, her thighs trembling—her first orgasm ripped through her, raw and unrestrained. The way her back arched, the way her cunt clenched around nothing—*fuck*. He stroked himself faster, his wife’s moans mingling with Penny’s gasps. Watching her Dom fuck her next was worse. Or better. He couldn’t decide. The way she took every brutal thrust, her body yielding, her moans turning desperate—his grip tightened. His own release built, shameful and inevitable. Then her brother entered. His son’s cock sinking into her—*his daughter*—should’ve made him recoil. Instead, his hips jerked, his hand moving frantically. Penny’s broken *"please—"* as her brother claimed her. The slick sound of their bodies meeting. The way she came again, sobbing, while his son filled her. He couldn’t stop. His orgasm hit him like a punch—hot stripes painting his stomach as he groaned, his eyes locked on the screen. Penny’s Dom smirked. "Who’s next?" His wife’s hand slid over his spent cock, her breath warm against his ear. "Me."

[Penny's father enters the room next, his cock hard as he praises her, before sinking himself inside her cumfilled pussy]

Penny’s father stepped forward, his cock thick and heavy between his legs, still glistening from his own release. His gaze burned into her—his daughter, wrecked and trembling, her thighs slick with her brother’s cum. “Look at you,” he murmured, his voice rough. “Taking it so well.” Penny whimpered as he gripped her hips, his fingers pressing into the bruises her brother had left. The head of his cock nudged against her swollen entrance, already stretched and dripping. “Daddy—” she gasped, her voice breaking. He didn’t hesitate. With one slow, deliberate thrust, he buried himself inside her, groaning at the heat of her cunt, the way her walls clenched around him, still pulsing from her last orgasm. “Fuck,” he hissed, his hips rolling forward, grinding deep. “Still so tight.” Her Dom watched, his fingers tangled in her hair, keeping her head tilted toward the screen where her mother still panted, her fingers working between her own thighs. “Tell him how it feels,” her Dom ordered. Penny’s breath hitched as her father pulled back slightly, then slammed in again, his cock dragging against her oversensitive walls. “F-full—” she choked out. Her father groaned, his pace steady but relentless, each thrust forcing another whimper from her lips. “That’s it,” he growled. “Take it.” Her mother’s moan crackled through the speakers. “God, yes—*fuck* her—” Penny’s vision blurred as her father’s cock filled her, his hips snapping forward, his breath ragged. She could feel him everywhere—the stretch, the heat, the way his grip tightened, claiming her just like the others had. “Gonna come inside you too,” he muttered, his thrusts turning uneven. “Just like they did.” Her Dom’s fingers tightened in her hair. “Good girl.” Her father’s hips stuttered, then stilled—his cock twitching deep inside her as he spilled, his groan muffled against her shoulder. Penny shuddered, her body limp, her cunt stuffed full. Her mother’s voice was breathless. “My turn.”

[Now Penny's inner POV monologue from the humiliating moment she heard her own family had been watching her be edged and then made to confess and cum, and even more embarrassing is they were getting off on watching it. The shame twisted in with her ecstasy as she subconsciously knows it's everything she's ever wanted]

Penny’s mind reeled, her thoughts fractured between pleasure and humiliation. *They saw everything.* The realization burned hotter than the cock still buried inside her—her father’s, her brother’s, her Dom’s. Their eyes had been on her the whole time, watching her beg, watching her *come*. Her skin prickled with shame, but her cunt clenched around nothing, still aching. *Fuck, they heard me.* The memory of her own voice—whimpering, desperate—echoed in her skull. *Daddy heard me say I needed it. Mom watched me take them.* The twisted thrill coiled low in her belly, undeniable. She’d *wanted* this. The exposure, the degradation, the way they *used* her. It was filthy. It was perfect. Her Dom’s fingers traced her jaw, forcing her to meet his gaze. “You love it,” he murmured, not a question. She shuddered, her throat tight. She couldn’t lie—not now. “Y-yes.” Her mother’s laugh was breathless, hungry. “Knew you were a slut.” Penny’s hips jerked involuntarily, her body betraying her before she could even protest. *God, yes—call me that again.* Her Dom smirked. “Say it.” Her voice cracked. “I’m a slut.” Her father groaned against her neck, his cock twitching inside her again. “Our slut.” The words sent a fresh wave of heat through her, her toes curling. *Theirs.* The shame melted into something darker, sweeter. She’d never felt so *owned*. Her mother’s nails scraped the edge of the screen. “Now let me hear you scream.”

[In another scene her Mother is being fucked by her Dom, while she is taking both her Daddy and big brother inside her pussy. They thrust their cocks in sync, snug against each other, inside her tight heat.]

Her mother’s moan crackled through the speakers as the Dom’s thick cock stretched her open, his grip bruising on her hips. Penny watched—*had* to watch—as he fucked her mother with the same ruthless precision he’d used on her, his thrusts deep and deliberate. But she couldn’t focus, not with her father and brother filling her at the same time, their cocks sliding together inside her, the stretch almost too much. Her brother’s hand tangled in her hair, yanking her head back. “Look at her,” he growled, his hips snapping forward, driving himself deeper. “She’s loving it.” Her mother’s thighs trembled, her nails digging into the Dom’s shoulders. “Fuck—*yes*—” Penny whimpered as her father’s cock ground against her brother’s, the friction maddening. Every thrust pushed her closer to the edge, her cunt fluttering around them, slick and desperate. The Dom’s voice was dark, commanding. “Tell them how it feels.” Her mother’s breath hitched. “So—*full*—” Penny echoed the word, her voice breaking as her brother’s thumb circled her clit, rough and relentless. “F-fuck—*please*—” Her father’s groan was ragged, his hips stuttering. “Gonna come inside you both.” Her brother’s laugh was low, vicious. “Make her take it.” The Dom’s pace turned brutal, her mother’s cries sharpening. “Scream for them.” Penny’s vision whited out as they fucked her in unison, their cocks pulsing, her body *theirs*—stretched, used, *ruined*. Her mother’s voice shattered. “*God—yes!*”

[Penny then licks her Dom's cum out of her mommy's dripping pussy making her squirt while the cousins, uncles, and aunts join in too. It turns into a hedonistic delicious orgy of taboo pleasure

Penny’s tongue dragged through her mother’s slick folds, lapping up the Dom’s thick cum as it spilled out of her. The taste—salty, musky, *hers*—sent a shudder through her body. Her mother’s thighs clenched around her head, fingers knotting in her hair as she let out a broken moan. “*Fuck*, baby—don’t stop—” Penny obeyed, swirling her tongue deeper, sucking at her mother’s swollen clit until her hips jerked violently. A hot gush of arousal soaked her chin, her mother’s scream ringing in her ears as she squirted across her face. The room erupted in hungry murmurs—cousins, uncles, aunts pressing closer, hands roaming, mouths claiming. An uncle’s rough fingers parted Penny’s ass cheeks, his cockhead nudging against her tight hole while her brother’s grip kept her pinned in place. “Take it,” her Dom ordered, his palm smacking her ass hard enough to make her gasp. Her aunt’s lips closed around her nipple, biting just shy of pain as another cousin’s fingers plunged into her dripping pussy alongside her father’s cock. The air thickened with sweat and sex, the sounds of flesh slapping, moans mingling. Someone’s tongue traced Penny’s spine while another mouth sucked bruises into her throat. Her uncle’s cock breached her ass in one brutal thrust, her cry lost in the chorus of pleasure. “*Mine*,” her father growled, fucking her harder as the others closed in, hands and mouths everywhere. Penny’s body burned—overwhelmed, *owned*—as the orgy swallowed her whole.

[The orgy turns into filthy love making, her family admit to knowing she wanted this and had been waiting to share their love with her]

The Dom’s hand tightened in Penny’s hair, forcing her to look up at her father’s flushed face as he fucked her pussy in slow, deep strokes. “You think we didn’t *know*?” His voice was rough, possessive. “The way you watched us—how wet you got when your brother touched you.” Her aunt’s fingers traced Penny’s lips, slick with her mother’s cum. “We waited,” she murmured, pressing two fingers into her mouth. “Let you pretend you didn’t want it.” Her uncle’s cock pistoned into her ass, his grip bruising on her hips. “But you *begged* for this.” Penny moaned around her aunt’s fingers, her body trembling as pleasure coiled tighter. Her brother’s mouth found hers, his kiss filthy, tongue claiming her as his cock slid against their father’s inside her. “Say it,” her mother panted, arching beneath the Dom’s thrusts, her fingers twisting in the sheets. “Tell them how much you *needed* it.” Penny’s voice broke. “I—I *did*—” Her father’s groan was dark, satisfied. “Knew you were ours.” Hands roamed her body—cousins mapping her curves, aunts pinching her nipples, uncles spreading her wider. The Dom’s lips brushed her ear. “No more hiding.” Her brother’s teeth scraped her throat. “Take *all* of us.” The pace turned filthy, slow—every thrust deliberate, every touch worshipful. Her mother’s cries mixed with hers as the family moved together, bodies slick and tangled, *finally* giving her what she’d craved. Her father’s thumb circled her clit, his voice a growl. “Come for us, baby.” And she did—shattering, *theirs*—as the room drowned in pleasure.

Her father’s lips pressed against her temple, his thrusts slowing to a deep, rolling rhythm that made her whimper. “That’s it,” he murmured, his breath hot against her skin. “Let us love you right.” Her mother’s fingers tangled with hers, squeezing gently as the Dom’s cock stretched her mouth wide. He stroked her cheek, his thumb tracing the corner of her lips where spit and pre-cum glistened. “No more pretending,” he said softly. “No more hiding.” Her brother’s hands cradled her hips, guiding her back onto their uncle’s cock with a tenderness that belied the filthy stretch. “We’ve got you,” he whispered, kissing her shoulder. “Always.” Aunt’s lips brushed her collarbone, her touch featherlight compared to the way her fingers had just been digging into Penny’s thighs. “You’re *ours*,” she breathed, her voice thick with affection. The room pulsed with warmth—bodies moving together, not just fucking, but *loving*. Her cousin’s tongue traced the shell of her ear before he nipped gently. “Never letting you go,” he promised. Penny’s chest tightened, overwhelmed by the sheer *rightness* of it—the way they filled her, touched her, *adored* her. Her father’s hand slid down to cup her breast, his thumb flicking her nipple as he groaned against her neck. “Feel how much we want you.” And she did—every inch of her claimed, every gasp and moan answered with kisses, every thrust laced with devotion. Her mother’s voice was a husky purr. “Come for us again, sweetheart.” And she did—shaking, sobbing, *loved*—as they held her through it.

Her father’s groan rumbled against her back as his hips stuttered, his cock pulsing deep inside her. “Fuck—*yes*—” His grip tightened, possessive but tender, as he spilled into her with a shuddering sigh. Her mother arched beneath the Dom, her thighs trembling as she came with a sharp cry, nails raking down Penny’s arm before softening into a caress. “Oh, *baby*—” The Dom’s fingers tightened in her hair—not pulling, just holding—as he emptied himself down her throat with a guttural moan. “Good girl,” he rasped, thumb brushing her jaw. Her brother’s breath hitched against her neck, his cock twitching against her thigh as he came with a broken whisper of her name, his lips pressed to her skin like a prayer. Aunt’s laughter was breathless, delighted, as she ground down onto her uncle’s cock, her climax wringing a ragged groan from him. “*Finally*,” she sighed, collapsing against Penny’s side, her fingers stroking her hair. Cousins, uncles, aunts—the room dissolved into gasps and shudders, bodies pressed close, sweat-slick and sated. Whispers of *love you, needed you, ours* tangled with the wet sounds of skin on skin, of kisses pressed to trembling lips. Her father nuzzled her ear, his voice rough but warm. “Perfect.” And they were—wrapped around her, inside her, *loving* her in every filthy, tender way she’d craved. Penny sighed, boneless and blissful, as their hands traced lazy patterns over her skin. No more hiding. Just *this*.