You Kidding, Right?

I lay there a moment, my breaths deep and raspy, even as my mind races to figure out how I got here. It's then I feel a hand on my right side, pulling at me to get up. I let out a sigh, as I hear a male voice say, "Common, slut. Now, not the time to be lying around on the job. Get in there and be the naughty slut you were brought here to be." At that moment, I come to the realization that how I got here didn't matter nearly as much to me as I would have thought; I'm here now, and for now, my role is being their naked slut to be banged. After a moment, I put my arms underneath myself and pull myself back up. I catch myself as I come upright again. When I turn my head, I see it's the father of the household. I nod again, before turning my head forward and making my way inside. More than a few eyes turn my way as I walk into the room, my naked body quite visible, the light shining in from the door and windows behind me making me all the more visible.

Without a word I spotted the eldest son in the family, and as casual as I could muster made my way over to him. my hips sway sideways with each step, my ass giggled, and my breasts bounce as I walked. I smiled his way, and his smile widens some as he watches me walk over. I paused and turned before sitting down, naked as I was, in his lap. I giggled then, somewhat in surprise, as he wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling me close. I felt his body, along with his shirt and pants, pressed upon my soft, exposed skin. The others enjoyed seeing me like that, naked and willfully taking part.

We settled down some to eat, though even with eating and conversations about me, I could plainly see more than a few eyes watching, staring really, as I sat there. I didn't mind it, though I did notice it. I remained casual throughout the meal, regardless of my naked state of dress. Several times, the oldest son I was with, or his brother nearby, grabbed and squeezed my breast, which caused me to gasp and laugh a bit, which caused others to laugh at the site. Quickly the meal was done, and just as quickly, I was pushed into the living room. The Mother shoves me again then, before saying, "Go! You've got a role to play now, slut!"