Growing up, Violet knew that she came from a very close knit family. Her grandparents had been friends for a very long time. Grandpa and Grandma Acker, her mother’s parents, owned a few small business in town. The bakery, an auto shop, the local hardware store, and a construction company, which had been passed down to them. After Grandma Lillie passed away, Grandpa Acker, also called Papa John by his beloved Violet, managed to keep everything afloat with the help of his two children, Rose and Lucas, and their close friends the Porters. The sweet, well mannered, and well to do Porters, Papa Joe and Memaw Lynn, owned a small loan and reality business in town, and Lynn ran an interior decorating company.

Joseph and John grew up together, and even attending the same boarding school and college. It was no surprise that they were so close, having such similar backgrounds and being members of the two wealthiest families from the same small town in Pennsylvania. They were inseparable, so much so that no one was shocked at the announcement that John’s daughter would marry Joseph’s son. It was a huge event for their town, with everyone being invited to watch Rose Acker marry Frank Porter. Lucas, Rose’s twin brother, was the best man. A few short years after came Nathan, followed by Violet, the pride of their families. The Porter children were born into privilege and grace.

Rose had always been very protective of Violet her whole life; keeping her busy in dance classes, musical lessons, learning how to paint, and even playing soccer. She had grown into a well rounded young woman. Frank, her husband kept Nathan close when he wasn’t way at school. Taking him hunting, to the country club, and even teaching him the family businesses. Frank was built like his father, Joe. Tall, around 6’5″ with a strong frame and wide shoulders. Nathan took after John, standing around 6’2″ with a much leaner build, but muscular none the less. Nathan followed the tradition of Lacrosse and rugby. Rose and Violet, with the delicate, soft curves, didn’t stand a chance against the men. Even Memaw Lynn was strong in build, towering over Rose.

Violet had never realized that she was so carefully watched by her mother, especially after she started to blossom into becoming a young woman. Her skin was pale and soft. Her height reaching a petite 5′ 2″, deep blue eyes and long wavy chestnut hair. Her hips started to round and thighs filled out. Her chest perking to a full c-cup. Rose started making Violet lock her door at night. She didn’t know why her mother was being so paranoid, but she was too polite to question or disobey. When Rose had become hurt in a car crash and left in a coma, she had to be sent to a larger hospital for care in Philadelphia. Violet could never have guess what fate had in store for her.

Violet came home from school on a warm fall Friday afternoon, just two days after her mothers accident. She anticipated Nathan to arrive home from school shortly, and expected that they would go into the city as a family to visit their mother. Her fathers voice echoed through their large home, which now felt empty without her mothers warmth. Frank had canceled all of Violets and Nathans extracurricular activities for the times being, until things could become more settled. “Violet, come in here please, we need to speak” She heard his warm loving voice coming from his office down the hall. She set down her bag by the staircase, something her mother would have hated, and found her father in his large leather work chair and her brother sitting across from him. Excited to see her brother she ran over to him and wrapped her arms around his tall neck as he stood to great her. His hug felt familiar and safe, something she was longing for with the recent events. “I’m so glad you’re home, now we can all go see mom right away,” Violet chirped. “Shortly Vi,” Nathan said reassuringly, ” I’ll call the Grandpa’s while you have a talk with Dad.” With that Nathan gave his younger sister a kiss on the forehead and left,closing the door behind him while Violet took his place in the supple leather chair.

“We won’t be going to see her tonight, Pet” Franks voice was stern and left little room for questioning, but that couldn’t stop Violet. “I don’t understand, I thought..”
“We will be having the Grandpa’s over for dinner tonight. We have all weekend to go see your Mother, tonight it a time to talk about our position as a family, and the choices to come.” She was confused and felt like there was something she could be missing. What could be more important than her Mom and her best friend right now? Her mind jumped to the worse conclusions of her mothers potential health. Frank recognized the worry in her face and quickly stood, walked around his desk to Violet, leaned down on one knee to look into her eyes, and placed a hand on her exposed knee.

“My Pet, I think it’s time that we share a secret with you. That you learn about our family, and a deep tradition that we hold very dear.” Frank started to breath harder, his eyes dilating as the roamed over her body. “You’ve been kept from it for so long it almost doesn’t seem fair to the rest of us. We’ve been longing to include you since the day you were born”. Suddenly, he grabbed her hips and yanked poor Violet forward, with her ass almost slipping of the edge of the chair. He pushed her legs up level to her head, looking down at her covered, untouched pussy. Soft cotton panties were all that separated him from his prize. Violet laid back in complete shock, gripping the arms of the chair, her heart pounding within her chest. He slid his hands down her legs and up her thighs pushing her skirt high up to her waist. He dipped his face down between her legs, rubbing his nose into her and taking a deep breath of his “little pet”. He slipped a finger along the side of her inner thigh, separating the fabric from her skin. His hands were cold, causing a shiver to take over her body. Fully removing the pink cotton, he exposed her pink lips to the open air and to him. He used his thumb on his opposite hand to run along her slit and find her tiny clit. Making small circles he began to tease her untouched pussy area.

Violet was too frightened to move an inch. She started to whimper feeling her own father fondling her private place. This new sensation started radiating between her legs. It felt hot and tingled her whole body. For the first time her pussy started to weep in anticipation and excitement. Frank took quick notice and gave Violet a smirk. “Someone likes to play”.

With that he dove into her pussy with his face, sucking up her clip, flicking away at her without mercy. She started to beg for him to stop, fighting to move his head away from her, with no avail. ” Please stop, please! Dad, don’t! Daddy, please don’t!” She was frantically clawing at him, at the arms of the chair, holding on as a pleasure she could not being to describe started to build within her. He took a finger and placed it at the entrance of her soft pussy and pressed in slowly, allowing only one knuckle to penetrate. Violet gave a sharp yelp at this new sensation. Slowly, she remembered they were not alone. She screamed as loud as she could between her forced moans for Nathan to come and save her.

Frank’s finger was completely inside of her, working faster and faster, matching the speed of this flicking tongue, when her body began to betray her. She felt a pressure building inside of her body, down in the area that she was being violated. It felt like she might wet herself. All she could do at this point was gasp and moan. She had no clue how to stop the progression of her first orgasm from happening. In her despair she didn’t even notice the door to the office open and her Grandfathers or Brother rush in. When she opened her eyes and found them surrounding the leather chair, but instead of stopping Frank, they just watched, smiling. Before she knew it, Violet was cumming all over her father’s face with the audience of the men in her family.

“That’s my sweet pet,” Frank purred at Violet while sucking her sweet cum off of his finger. “I knew you were ready”. She had tears rolling down her face as the reality set in. She was helpless to these giant men the coward over her. The men started to laugh at the frightened girl, knowing that she had no way out.

“Did you enjoy coming all over your father’s face my dear?” Papa John asked as he ran his fingers through her soft, brown hair. She started to cover her face and tug her skirt down to hide her forbidden sex and soaked panties that her father stretched out. She started to plead with all of them. “Please just let me go to my room, I just want to go to my room.” “I’m sorry Violet,” Stated Papa Joe, “this is our tradition, it started long before you were born, and will continue after you are gone”. “What are you talking about?” She sobbed.

Grandpa John took her face in his hands and began to explain. “You see, it all started with my family generations ago. The Acker women and daughters, sisters and mothers, they are all here to serve the men of this great family. I will always remember the first time I took my sister Ruth with my father and uncles, and when I invited Joseph to join us. We Shared your mother with your Uncle Lucas for the first time when she was younger than you are now, then with Frank shortly after. We decided as a family that she had to marry your father, to make sure that we could keep this deep tradition going. She has worked so hard to protect you from this, but she can’t anymore. This is your destiny. To think, you almost got away from us. ”

With these cold words Nathan ripped away the soft white sweater from her body. He was rough with her, excited that he would be receiving what he was promised to him his whole life. Papa Joe ripped away the silky bra from her chest while her father ripped away her panties. She was left in a gray skirt and black flats, a look the men found innocently seductive.

“Now it’s my turn to have a taste,” Papa John exclaimed as he moved Frank out of the way. He pushed her knees back into her body and her father and brother grabbed them to hold her legs open for him. Joe started petting her hair and watching her face from the head of the chair. John leaned in and took his first taste of her. She was sweet and had a soft scent, much softer than her mothers. He lapped at her pussy, separating the lips with his warm tongue. He swirled at her entrance, slurping in her juices. She couldn’t help but to moan.

“You’re going to cum on your grandpa’s face, aren’t you my slut,” Joe barked at her. She looked up at him hurt by his sharp words. He had never spoken like that to her. No one had. She wasn’t a slut, and didn’t even want this happen to her. How did this make her a slut, or his? Papa Joe reached down and unbuckled his belt, then undid the top button on his slacks before reaching in to stroke his cock. Papa John worked his tongue up to her sensitive clit, rolling his tongue around. He knew what he was doing, causing her eyes to roll back into her head. She hated how good this felt. ” That’s it, just lay back and enjoy being our fuck toy, enjoy your grandpa’s tongue fucking your little cunt,”. Joe’s words made her skin crawl as the hand free of his cock moved down from her hair to her exposed tit. He groped her, his rough hands against her nipples, hardened by the cool air. He moved to the side of the chair and she heard something unzip.

Before she knew it his cock was rubbing against her cheek. It was thick and hard, and she could feel it throbbing. She tried to turn away from it, but her father pushed her towards it and gripped her jaw forcing Violets mouth to open. It only took a second for Joe to slam his cock into her welcoming lips. He tasted salty and she could smell his aftershave. Frank held her still while he pumped her poor face. Tears filled her eyes and found their way down her cheeks. She gagged and pushed her tongue against his stick cock, but nothing stopped his invasion. She tried to push him away and just had her hands restrained by him and Nathan. “Stop fighting this you like cum slut, you know you want it!” Papa Joe was turning out to have a cruel side that Violet wasn’t prepared for.

Papa Johns fingers found their way to her opening and started to probe. It felt so amazing, having her pussy finger fucked while her Grandpa sucked and teased her clit. The feeling of pressure and pleasure was building again. Suddenly Papa John forced another finger deep inside of Violet’s velvet pussy. She couldn’t help herself anymore. Her body gave way to the second orgasm of the night. Tingles and waves of pleasure ran over her, her muscles twitched in a spasmodic frenzy jerking her around. Papa John just kept going until all of a sudden Violet thought she had started to pee herself and a rush of hot liquid gushed from her body all over Papa John. He just drank her up.

The other men noticed how she soaked John. ” That’s right you fucking slut, cum for your grandpa, squirt that fucking pussy juice all over for him. Cum on his fucking face you little bitch,” Papa Joe called out while he pumped even faster into her unwilling mouth. John sat up, covered in her sweet scent and just smiled. He slapped her aching, spent pussy a few times and called her a good girl. She didn’t know why, but that made her pussy even hotter than it was. She had heard her father and grandpa’s call her mother that name before. She finally knew why.

“God, don’t choke the girl, Joe!” Papa John was worried at how hard and deep he was forcing his cock into her throat. He just keep pumping. “Look at her, she fucking wants it. Just like her slut mother, she fucking loves it,” Joe’s voice was raspy as he worked in and out of her mouth, sweat forming on his chest, soaking his shirt. He took a tight grip of the hair on the back of her head, changing the angle of her throat. He fucked his cock balls deep into her throat when she started to gag extra hard. She looked up at him with red eyes, and panic. That’s all he needed. He was sent over the edge and started to fill her throat with his hot load. Frank jumped up held her face in place.

“Swallow Hunny, don’t try to fight it, just relax and swallow. That’s a good girl my pet!” Her Dad’s voice was sweet and encouraging. She felt the thick spurts slide down her throat as his thick, 7 inches exploded. She tried to listen and swallow down his load the best she could until she felt his shrink. He almost fell back from the release that her throat gave him.

“Papa Joe, are you okay?” Nathan asked with concern watching him stumble back and fall onto a couch behind him. “For fucks sake Joseph, already? Go get a drink. I hope you took your viagra today” Papa John sounded deeply annoyed, like he had ruined the plans cumming so quickly. “I’m sorry John, I didn’t think I’d go so fast. I’ll go take it now!” Joe left the room, scolded by his friend.

Violet was glad he was leaving. She was dry heaving with a stomach full of her grandfathers fresh cum. Frank handed her a glass, she didn’t even look to see what it was. It was a stiff scotch. She was now coughing from the drink instead of the throat fucking.

Nathan began to stroke her hair to ease her. Her father stroked her cheek while John rubbed her thigh.

“Princess,” this is what Papa John called her when he was trying to sweet talk her, usually to go grab him a drink or to bring him something. “I know this is difficult for you. It’ll be worse if you fight it. Now, something will hurt no matter what, but if you just relax it will start to feel good. Did it hurt you when I licked your pussy?” She looked down and shook her head no. He lifted her chin to look her in the eyes. “Exactly! It seemed scary at first but your body really liked it. You will too.” A single stream of tears ran down her cheek and he wiped it away. She went to speak and he placed a finger over her lips to silence her efforts of protest. “Don’t bother wasting the energy.”

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