Episode 12: BUTTercUP

“I do not want to be a girl anymore. I want to be a woman.”

Maria Blanco threw a tantrum while following her stepbrother Owen Barnett through their mansion home in the bowels of West Texas. He had taken her virginity two nights before and had warned her that there was more to it than just losing her virginity and prematurely becoming a woman. In her naivety at knowing pretty much nothing of sex nor of true emotions, least of all love, she only had what the Barnett’s were filling her head with. Her life was changing very quickly, yet she had no clue as to how much.

“You need to calm down before I paddle your ass, Maria. You’re off to a good start. There’s a lot more that you have to learn before you earn that title of woman.”

“I let you wet hump me. It hurt really bad, but I let you. I thought that was what made me a woman.”

“Not by a long shot. You’re freaking sixteen Maria. What? A week and a half ago you were fifteen.” Exaggerated! “You act like you’re freaking thirteen as it is.”

“I do not.”

“Do to.”

“Do not. Stop being mean to me.”

“If I were mean I’d turn that sexy ass over my knee like Jacob did and blister your bottom.”

“I thought that was part of being a woman too. You make it sound like punishment.”

“It can be both. Good spanking is without aggression. Punishment is doing it roughly. Keep it up and I’ll show you the difference.”

“I do not wish to be punished.”

“Then hush up and do what we tell you. Disrespect me again and I’ll lock you in your bedroom with the ghost of Aunt Harriet.”

“Do not do that. She does not like me.” As if she were real. Matthew Barnett, the tech wizard brother and Profiler for the FBI had wired her bedroom to make it appear haunted. They hadn’t even done their worst in spooking her. Matthew had things so rigged she didn’t even want to cross the threshold into her bedroom. Although she was quietly accepting Harriet on private terms without acknowledging it to the Barnett’s. She found being frightened to her advantage as well.

“Listen, I have to drive to Dallas and train some clients. Go bug Wiley or Jacob. Tyson’s at the ranch and Matty went to his office at the FBI. Jacob might be out hunting. Just go get some breakfast and wait until one of them comes around to take you to bed.”

“What of Highbone? He will see me naked.”

“Highbone sees Wiley nude all the time. Just tell him you want to live free like Wiley does. He’s too old to care. I wouldn’t mention that affliction to clothing to Highbone or he might start roaming the ranch naked too. I dunno about you but I don’t ever wanna see that wrinkled old ass.”

“I thought that was only for women. Are you certain?”

“It is, but even guys have that problem, just not as many of us. Give him a hug and tell him to pinch your ass.”

“Highbone would do that?”

“He may be old as red dirt, but he’s not buried under it yet.”

“I do not want Highbone to dislike me.” She pouted.

Just as Owen reached the front door their Butler Nigel Highbone hears their commotion and entered to investigate. Walking in on them from the parlor the 80-something elder noted Maria quite naked and cocked a brow.

“Good morning, Young Miss.”

Covering herself shyly Maria bites her lower lip fretting at his facially expressed thoughts. “Hello, Highbone.”

“Make her some breakfast Nigel.” Owen prompted, “Overlook her nudity, she’s decided to live like Wiley. We’re all good with her running naked. Besides, she’s got a killer body. Don’t you think so Nigel?”

“I would not know, Master Owen. I try not to ponder on such things.”

“I like my body.” She pouted, lured even deeper into sadness, feeling rejected.

“I got this.” From behind Highbone stepped Wiley Barnett in from his morning swim, towel about his waist. Easing around the aged butler he moved in on Maria and picked her up, tossing her over his shoulder. Squealing she found his hand on her ass cheek as he carried her away upstairs. Waving goodbye to Highbone and Owen while giggling she faded around the hallway corner.

“You know what’s really going on old man.” Owen squinted, “Dad gave us strict rules to tame her. Don’t you even go and get a conscience.”

“I’m afraid I’m too old to put up an argument. I trust that none of you will harm, Young Miss. She appears quite relaxed in her skin.”

“She loves sex. Yes, I fucked her. Pretty sure Wiley’s about to. She loves sex so don’t stress over it.”

“I’m afraid it is above my pay grade.”

“Good man. Just treat her like you would any other time. Overlook her nudity and our seducing her. That’s going to happen every day until she’s trained. You can have a talk with Daddy when he gets home in three weeks. Until then...”

“I have no need to speak with Mister Barnett. I will continue my duties and avoid her as much as possible.”

“Don’t alienate her. Just help take care of her while we’re all at work.”

“Of course, Sir.”

“I gotta go. You’re a good man Nigel.” Owen patted the codger on his back then took his leave. Nigel Highbone did not feel like a good man. He would mind his own business but what was transpiring would nag at his soul.

“Drive safely Sir.”

Upstairs, Wiley Barnett entered his bedroom and carried her to his king size bed. Tossing her on it she bounced and lay there stunned. Whipping his towel off he boasted a massive erection. Knowing she had lost her virginity having had watched Owen take her via closed circuit TV he wanted his turn. He didn’t care what his other brothers thought. He intended to fuck the little Princess.

“So, wet humped finally?”

“How do you know? Owen and I never left his room until he had to go to work.” She looked puzzled. “Did Matthew? I did visit him a short while.”

“Owen texted me after you fell asleep. Told me to find you bright and early in the morning and congratulate you on a job well done. I’m proud of you Maria. This makes you that much closer to being a woman.”

“Owen says I have much more to learn before I can become a woman. What must I learn?”

“We can talk about that later. My dick really hurts right now. The white devil is ripping at my balls. Once I get that out, we can chat about other things. Okay?”

“Will it hurt again?”

“Did it hurt after Owen was inside there for a while?”

“Not as bad. I got used to it. He bathed me afterwards. I was bleeding really bad.”

“Question is, did you have fun?”

“Yes. I like wet humping, much more fun than dry humping.”

“Ready for some more fun?”

“You will wet hump me?”

“At least three times today. I’m the only one here right now, so I’ll work with you all day then we can show my brothers what I’ve taught you. Sound good?”

“Yes. I want them all to be proud of me.”

“No doubt. Ready?” He climbs into bed and moves between her legs, gripping her ankles then nudging them back toward her shoulders. Rubbing his cock along her labia she began giggling.

“It tickles.”

“Ok, first lesson. When a guy rubs his cock on you like I’m doing you should always praise him for how good it makes you feel. A guy must always know that he’s doing something favorable.”

“It does feel good Wiley.”

“Then express it with a cute reaction. Try looking me in the eye without blinking.” She obeys with a very innocent gaze. “Good. Now whisper, I love your cock, Wiley.”

“I love your cock, Wiley. Why does a man call it a cock?”

“Don’t ruin the moment with questions. If you start getting out of character a guy might lose his erection. If that happens the white stuff will go deep into a guy and destroy him from the inside. You must always do your best to keep it hard where the white devil can’t retreat. If he’s rock hard like I am there’s no escape besides coming out, on or in you.”

“In me? The white stuff will go from inside you to inside me? Won’t that hurt me?”

“Ummmm!” He realized then that he needed to introduce her to a condom. The only problem was, he didn’t have any. All he could hope for was to have enough resistance to pull out in time. He didn’t want to explain to his father how he knocked his baby stepsister up. “It won’t hurt you. It only hurts the guy if it stays in. When it comes out it’s less volatile the second it leaves the guy. It’s your job to make it come shooting out really powerful. Don’t give it a moment to reconsider.”

“I want it to come to me Wiley. None of you will ever hurt again as long as I’m here to help.”

“That’s why we love you, Maria. See how fast we all got along? You’re freaking awesome.”

“I think you are awesome too.”

“Okay, I’m going in. I need you to constantly tell me how good it feels. Be creative in your words. Trust me, the white devil feels your every word, so it has to be sexy.”

“I will do my best.”

“All I can ask for beautiful.”

“I am glad you think I am pretty.”

“Oh, you’re not pretty. You’re the sexiest girl alive. Look how pointy your nipples are getting. You know how hot you are. A girl doesn’t get those unless she knows she’s cute as fuck.”

“Then, I must be beautiful. Yay!”

Lining his dick up to her pussy the Coyote eased in, watching his thick head sink through a very tight hole, her expression was that of awe. The second his crown crossed over Maria’s G-spot her back arched to compliment his arrival. “I love the feeling when it first goes in. It tickles my insides.” She blushed, “It feels so big inside me. I am glad I let Owen wet hump me. Hump me harder Wiley.”

“The true word isn’t hump Maria. It’s fuck me harder.”

“It is?” She trembled looking him in the eye with a sparkling pair of big brown orbs. “Fuck me harder Wiley. Fuck me really, really hard.”

“That’s the ticket Hotstuff. Keep that up.”

Moans build up in full force to his velocity. In and out, harder, slower, faster, deeper, balls slapping against her lower ass cheeks. Falling over her, he resorted to kissing her by storm, lips locked as his hips thrust in a rapid assault. Maria was gushing the entire ride, her pussy on fire with the need to be taken. Her hands uncertain where to go fell to her sides until Wiley claimed them, drawing her palms and nails to trail along his back. Breaking the kiss for a hovering touch to Maria’s lips he warned her, “Your hands must stay busy at all times. Caress, tease your nails on my back, and my butt. Even my shoulders. When I’m in missionary position like this you should always, ALWAYS, greet your lover with welcoming hands.”

“You are my lover?”

“One of many. We all are. Men in general.”

“Are you going to call me Slut? I like being called that. It’s cute. I like Cunt also.”

“You make my cock so fucking hard. You’re the best slut around.”

“Fuck me Wiley. I want to shake all over.”

“Working on it, Cunt.”

“I can feel you in my belly. Way up here.” She pointed above her belly button.

“I’ll try and go deeper.” He winked then rushes her mouth for more Frenching. She loved kissing. Her hands found every inch of his body within reach. He grew impressed with how fast she was adapting. “Love your tight pussy. So warm, and wet.”

“My vagina is called a pussy?” She found it cute. “Mother calls it vagina.”

“Men call it a pussy because it’s like a pet name. You should be honored that a guy refers to your anatomy as pussy, titties, hooters, and ass.”

“Hooters?”

“Yep! These.” He pinched her nipples playfully, “Like an owl’s big bulging eyes.”

Giggling at his explanation she shivered, “Is it because my areola is really big?”

“Not that big. Nice tight, and cute as a button, well two buttons.”

“Thank you, Wiley. My pussy likes you too. Kiss me some more? I like kissing.”

“Absolutely!” Leaning down Wiley kissed her with passion. Her hands not allowed to be idle she caressed him everywhere within her reach, nails teasing him in ticklish spots of his own. She giggled each time she discovered one of his own sensitive spots. She would remember those to get even with not only he, but each of her new brothers. With his dick buried deep she lifted her legs higher, clinging to his waistline. Now that he had given up holding her ankles it became more pleasurable. This was making love, not war. Maria preferred love, not that war was all bad. She was grasping the differences and deciding what she herself enjoyed. If not for that darn spanking, she was good.

“Christ! Your lips taste like honey.”

“Lip gloss.” She snickered. “Wait! Now I think of the bees buzzing in my bedroom. Do not frighten me, Wiley.”

“Don’t you worry, we’ll protect you from ole’ Aunt Harriet.”

“Can she hurt me? She is only a ghost.”

“Lifted your bed, right?”

“Yes.”

“She can toss things across a room. Open doors too, right?”

“Yes.” She frets. “Her friends scare me more than Harriet.”

“All I can say is maybe you should try talking to Harriet. Tell her you only want to please the men of the house however they want. Explain to her that you love fucking us.” She already tried that; they knew but played dumb.

“I do love fucking you, all of my handsome big brothers I hope.”

“We adore you too Pumpkin.”

“I was worried that none of you would like me. Mother not allowing me around men my entire life, I thought you were all monsters under my bed.”

“Well, not all men are cool like us Barnett’s. We’ll look after you long term though. Even if you leave our home someday, we’ll make it clear to whomever you date or get married to, know that we’ll destroy them if he, they hurt you.”

“You will be like Oscar’s bodyguard Randolph?”

“Sure. We can be tough like Randy.” Not even close.

“He stared at mommy and me a lot when we flew in from Colombia. I think he thought we were pretty.”

“A guy has to be blind not to see your beauty, Maria. Your pussy is getting really wet. I can feel it.”

“That is good is it not?”

“Very good. It tells a guy you feel every move his dick makes. It’s like a mating call to get the white devil to take notice. Y’know, I’m kind of tired of calling it the white devil. He’s really called Cum. Devil’s nut!”

“That is why you told me to tell the white stuff to come to me? Because it is his name?”

“Yep. He also goes by Jizz, short for Jizzard, because when he comes out, he’s like a lizard flicking it’s tongue at you.” He makes things up as he goes along, she was captivated in her quest to learn.

“I like it when Jizzard spits at me.”

“Just proof that he likes you as much as us. He may be a pain in us guys, but he’s really attracted to hot girls. You’re like a snake charmer, mesmerize the snake and it does what you tell it to.”

“You have a really big snake. Can I tell him what to do?”

“Now that’s a slut in the works. Good girl. You can suggest, never order a man though. That might get you punished. Suggest, invite, and coax, a man will most likely accept. If he wants things his way, it’s your job to do as he tells you.”