The Picnic

Jane had never witnessed anything so erotic...




Jane stepped out onto the back deck of the cabin and sighed. The sun was shining and the air was warm, but an occasional breeze kept it from being too ungodly hot. Still, Jane thought, with skin as fair as hers it would be best to put up the umbrella. No sense getting a sunburn and giving Tom one more reason to ridicule her.

She quickly tried to push thoughts of Tom out of her head. After all, she’d come her to escape his constant disdain. After years of trying so hard to be the perfect wife, she’d come to realize that she would never be enough in his eyes. She’d never be smart enough or pretty enough or thin enough. How foolish she’d been to even try!

Enough! Jane ordered herself to let go of the hurtful, negative thoughts. Just for today, Jane wanted not to feel inferior. Her need to escape and relax had led her to this little cabin and by God she’d do both. Just for today.

As Jane settled into a lounge chair on the deck with a glass of wine and a steamy romance novel, she heard the crunch of footsteps in the woods behind the cabin. Peering out over sunglasses, she saw what looked like a couple in search of a spot for a picnic. Jane sighed. Must be nice to have a man who took the time to be romantic like that. Apparently Tom had been wrong when he told her that men only acted that way in the silly romance novels that were all her feeble brain could handle. She wished she could show Tom that real men DID take their women on picnics. Perhaps she should get her camera with it’s zoom lens and capture this on film. Then again, what difference would it make? Things with Tom would never change.

The sound of laughter broke through Jane’s thoughts. Maybe she could just use the zoom lens to get a closer look. It’s not like the couple would be able to see her. She ducked inside for a moment to grab her Nikon from her suitcase. Back out on the deck, she lifted the camera and pointed it in the direction of the laughter. She adjusted the lens so she could see the couple more clearly. Jane was puzzled. If this was a picnic, where was the food? She focused the camera on the woman and felt a pang of jealousy tug at her heart. The woman was laughing and smiling, taking a clip out of her reddish gold hair and letting it fall down upon her amazing cleavage. Her breasts were close to spilling out over the low cut top that seemed to suit her curvy figure. The man moved over to touch her. He couldn’t keep his hands off of her! He was kissing her neck and cupping her breasts as though he would ravish her there and then if they hadn’t been pretty much out in the open despite the many trees around.

Jane looked down at her own emaciated figure with almost non-existent breasts and felt a single tear roll down her cheek. Tom’s insistence that she continue to try to be thinner and thinner had gotten her nowhere. He never touched her like this man was touching his woman. On the rare occasions he DID have sex with her, he made her lie very still and quiet as he fucked her hard till he came and then rolled off of her and went to sleep.

Jane started to put the camera down. She couldn’t bear to see more. But then she saw the woman stand up and the reflection of the sun on her hair was breathtaking. Jane found herself suddenly unable to look away. She was fascinated by the sensuality of the scene.

Jane’s eyes flew open wide when she saw the woman slide her short blue jean skirt up over her lusciously curvy hips and left it gathered around her waist exposing a lacy black thong. The man never took his eyes off her as she proceeded to remove the thong revealing a completely bare mound. Jane realized at that moment that her own bare mound was becoming aroused. She allowed one hand to move down to touch herself. She was warm and wet and needy. Perhaps she should just put the camera down and take care of her growing need. But she couldn’t. She was mesmerized by the sight of the woman taking off her top and letting her voluptuous breasts out into the open air. The man was undressing as well. His body was muscular and tan and his thick cock was standing at attention. They laid down together on the blanket kissing and sucking and moaning. Jane’s fingers began to move across her own swollen clit as the man spread his woman’s legs wide open and began to suck and bite on her clit. They were totally oblivious to the world around them!

Jane could feel her own orgasm mounting. Denying her own release, she pulled her fingers away, not wanting to miss a single moment of this hot display in the woods. Jane watched with envy as the woman’s hips bucked and she let out a primal scream as she exploded into her lover’s mouth. She continued to watch, expecting him to mount her, but instead he moved up to her breasts and drenched them with her own cum. Fuck that was hot! Jane wished desperately that she could be the one on that blanket right now experiencing such sensual love making. This gorgeous man was so completely into his woman.

Then he did something that confused Jane. He spread her legs wider and spanked her bare pussy harshly. The woman screamed out, but then begged for more. Jane had never seen anything like this before. He spanked her pussy again and again as she moaned and squirmed. Jane watched in amazement as the woman’s hips bucked again. As her lover continued to spank her bright red cunt, it sprayed liquid everywhere.

Jane’s own pussy ached for release. However, the man had moved to enter the woman and Jane needed to see how he fucked her! He pushed his thick cock into her as she screamed out, “God yes! Fuck this cunt that you own!”

Jane nearly dropped the camera she was so startled. She recovered the fumble quickly enough to watch as he plunged his hardness into her and responded with, “Uh, yeah, take it slut!”

It was the most erotic and animalistic thing that Jane had ever witnessed. He took her nipples and twisted them as he fucked her causing her to moan and grind and beg for more. Jane rubed her own pussy furiously now as the woman came over and over, screaming with intense pleasure as she did.

Jane wasn’t sure she could delay her own gratification any more. Setting the camera down carefully, she laid back and fingered herself. God she needed to be fucked! Impulsively she grabed the wine bottle and plunged it into her aching pussy. As her own orgasm exploded, she heard the man shout loudly that he was ready to cum. Jane picked up the camera just in time to watch his strong firm body as he hammered into his “slut” and they erupted together. Jane laid back down, exhausted. She’d never experienced an orgasm like the one she’d just had while spying on this hot erotic picnic. She picked up the camera once more to see if there were as wasted as she was.

The couple laid there for awhile holding each other and kissing softly. Jane zoomed in a little further and could see the man’s cum as it streamed out of his lover’s pussy and down the crack of her hot, curvy ass. Unable to help herself, Jane let the camera snap this one picture. It would be her way to rber this day. She blushed a little knowing she would very likely use this picture to get herself aroused in the future. It made her smile to know she would enjoy it again and again.

Jane watched as the couple, now dressed and put back together, picked up the blanket and started to walk back up the path. She didn’t need her camera lens to know that the lucky red haired woman had her lover’s creamy liquid down the inside of her thighs. Some things you just know.

As she sighed once more before cleaning up her own mess, she saw the woman glance over her shoulder toward the cabin. Jane was pretty sure she was smiling. Jane smiled back. Oh yeah, this was definitely a picnic to rber and she hadn’t even been one of the guests.

As the couple walked hand in hand, Jane laid back in the chair and smiled again. She couldn’t wait to get home and develop that picture! Right after she called her lawyer, of course. Tom would never make her feel inferior again. She had seen what passion could be like, and she would never again settle for anything less.


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A Famil'y Sexual Hypnosis - Part 4

Michael's Background


Michael's father's heredity was Native American and Hungarian. His grandmother also went by the Jewish Faith. Michael's father never followed the Jewish faith but was more interested in his father's Native American heritage, however Michael's three aunts, Rochelle, Stephanie and Mona all followed the faith, and Mona brought up her kids to follow it very strictly. The other aunt, Aunt Diane, married Bob, who followed the Jehovah practice, and they raised their three girls to follow it to the extreme. Michael's mom's side of the family is all Italian based.

Michael's parents brought up their three kids with Catholicism. Michael was born in 1974, the youngest out of three children. Although Michael was loved through out his childhood and had many pleasant memories of those times, he was always the black sheep of the family. The reasons being, is that Laurie was the oldest by thirteen years and that was a big age gap. Another reason is because there were too many women in the family that out numbered the males, and they were mostly all his cousins. Michael was also one of the youngest of the many cousins which still did not help. When Michael was growing up, many of the older cousins would always stay together, and he could never be a part of that. The oldest of the cousins was Aunt Diane's daughter, Debie, born in 1957. Michael was always closer to the cousins on his mother's side of the family than his father's, mainly because he saw much more of them growing up, and because the difference in Religions kept his father's side of the family more distant. Aunt Mona was strict in the Jewish Faith and Aunt Diane with the Jehovah association. Jehovahs' were very strict. They do not smoke, they do not believe in the American flag, and most of all very restrictive in sex. They do not believe in oral sex, facials or pleasurable wild sex.

Debie married her husband Jim in 1979, who they both met through the Jehovah association. Michael was five years old while Debie was 21. Michael had very vague memories of this wedding. He was dragged to the ceremony by his parents which was held in Kingdom Hall. Michael did not know who a handful of his cousins were on his father's side due because of hardly ever seeing them and the big age gap. For sure, Michael did not know who this woman was on Septber 9, 1979. Michael sat through a wedding ceremony, wining and crying like a young kid would, while the woman who he would massively fuck someday day, was being wed and he would break the vows that her and Jim have made. Jim was a hairy man who wore a beard. He was nothing much to look at, but Debie must have loved those hairy types back then. The following Decber of 1979, Aunt Diane's other daughter; Sandie married her husband Tony, also through the Jehovah association. Sandie was only 19 years old, way too young to end her life and become an old maid. Debie never bored any children, but Sandie gave birth to a beautiful girl in June of 1982. Her name was Kristyn.

In June of 1980, Michael's sister, Laurie, married at only 18 years old, fresh out of High School. She married a man who was sexually molesting Michael's other sister Cheryl, since she was 8 years old, and who finally fucked her good at twelve. This was not known to anyone until 1986, when Laurie would divorce, but by then Cheryl was already sexually trained. She was always the problem child. She was very rebellious in High School, and was going wild with sex between men and women. Laurie had two girls, Chrissy and Sheri. Chrissy was born in 1981, only seven years difference from Michael. Michael was very jealous of her for replacing him as the baby of the family, and years later made him hate his niece. They never got along and it caused heavy friction between Laurie and Michael which only became worse and worse. His other niece, Sheri was born in 1984.

As for Michael's parents, they enjoyed a very active sex life though out the sixties and seventies, and enjoyed many 1970's porno films together. Many, which starred the porn legend of Kay Parker who mom always idolized. One night when Michael was only four years old around 1978 or 1979, he woke up one night by loud yelling coming from his parent's room. Little Michael got up from his bed and worked his way to their room to investigate to find the bed room door shut. As he opened the unlocked door, he saw his mom flat on her back in the bed with her ass lifted high in the air and her legs spread apart to the fullest, and saw his father standing on the bed and fucking her like a pogo stick. Mom was truly enjoying it, and there little Michael was speechless to see his mom's big tits with nipples like erasers. When mom saw Michael, the fucking quickly stopped as she jumped out of her bed, startled, and hurried to shut the door in Michael's face, leaving him crying back to his bed, not understanding what the hell any of that was about. Michael would never ever forget that sight for as long as he lived. Somewhere in the early 1980's, Michael's parents' marriage went wrong some where, and mom was not getting any sex anymore, and through out the 80's and 90's would remain sexless in a miserable hopeless marriage. More on that coming up.

Michael was growing up on the right track and having so much fun, despite being a black sheep. He never had any complaints about his child hood. At nine years old, he was going for guitar lessons and was devoting himself musically at a very early age. His favorite music at the time was Country Music. He was also studying Martial arts at a very early age. Michael was in the fourth grade, with a strict bitch of a teacher. She was a young teacher, who had no patience with children, but one day during a Math lesson, Michael was getting very stressed out, and somehow he started flinching in his desk, making his penis feel a little funny. The more it felt funny, the more he kept doing it until Michael had a burning sensation in his penis as he stared hard at his teacher's . Michael was scared because he did not know what was happening to his penis, but it really felt good. This was the first time that Michael came, and everyday in school he would do it until it happened again, and each time he would look at his teacher. Michael did not know anything about sex at this age, and did not understand what all of this meant, but somehow women were making him do this with his penis. Cum was not developed yet in his sac, that when he climaxed, little squirts of urine would come out. Eventually, Michael would ejaculate using his hands, instead of flinching in his seat, and was fantasizing to, not only his teacher, but also to many of the hot celebrities of the time, such as Madonna, Cyndi Lauper, Emma Samms, Heather Locklear, Priscilla Presley and Catherine Bach, otherwise known as Daisy Duke.

By the time 1986 rolled around, Michael was a very good musician and proficient in Martial Arts. He was often told by grown ups that someday girls would like those talents when he would be ready for High School. Cheryl was a senior in High school and a total whore. Just like Laurie, her and Michael never got along, but as much as Michael hated her, she too was causing him to fantasize about her. At twelve years old, he would sneak into her bedroom to go through her bureau drawers to look at her lingerie. Many times he would put on a pair of her panties and the feeling of the fabric against his penis would make him cum right there. Michael still did not understand what sex was, only that women were making him ejaculate. Sex was never discussed by his parents, and was left too much in the dark. At this time, Cheryl confessed what Laurie's husband has been doing to her all of these years, which was not a pretty sight, but it was already too late, for the damage was done. Now it is May and she was getting ready to graduate from High School.

Michael's taste in music expanded to Rock, Pop, Jazz and the oldies. Michael would grow a love for the music of the 50's and 60's due to his father who played it constantly as Michael grew up. Michael appreciated the music of Elvis Presley, The Beatles, The Drifters, Frankie Lymon and the Teenagers, Dion and the Belmonts, The Elegants, and so much more. These were the artists who sang those great love songs that made falling in love worth wild at the age of 12, or Michael was already in love with a girl named Sara who was two years older than him in school. There was one problem, as talented and likeable Michael was, his likes were far from his time, where the style of music was already going to hell in 1986.

Aunt Diane's daughter, Robyn was now 21 years old. It is May 1986 and Robyn was marrying Pat, another one from the strict Jehovah association. All of Michael's years, he only thought that Aunt Diane had just Robyn, but not knowing that Debie and Sandie were also her daughters. He never even knew who Sandie or Debie was for that matter. He had no memory of them for they were so much older than him. Michael always knew he had more cousins from his father's side, but was never interested in knowing, because they were so distant, but he always thought that Aunt Rochelle and Aunt Stephanie had children but they didn't. Michael knew about Aunt Mona's boys, Aaron and Alex, for they use to play when they were kids, but they hardly ever saw each other and they were very strict in their Jewish ways. May 24, 1986, would change everything once again. Michael was once again dragged to another wedding ceremony at Kingdom Hall. Michael did not want to go, but wanted to stay home and watch the Yankee's play baseball on T.V. Michael had no interest in this wedding and was glad that he was not invited to the reception due to his young age. Despite Michael complaining the whole time, it was a beautiful ceremony, and Robyn looked so beautiful. She was small and looking more of 14 than 21. The wedding vow was made, another vow Michael would help break someday.

After the ceremony, the bridal party was lined up outside as the guests were greeting them. That was when Michael's eyes strucked gold. He spotted Debie, who did not see him, but he could not believe how beautiful this woman looked, not knowing this was his older cousin. She was a small brown haired woman with sparkling starry green eyes. Michael has never seen a woman so beautiful as her. She was 28 and looking so fine. He was more surprised when she spotted Cheryl and said hello to her, all excited to see her. Michael realized that she was a cousin of his that he never knew. As Michael was still stunned, another woman called his name and said hello. As she bent down to kiss him, he realized that the woman looked like Aunt Diane, but it was his other cousin Sandie. Long black hair, large , 25 and beautiful. She was another cousin that Michael did not know he had, and both being Aunt Diane's two older girls. Michael was not invited to the evening reception, but found out that it was a great party. A D.J played all the great oldies, all the stuff Michael would have loved to dance to if he was only invited. Michael began to give more thought to this side of his family like never before. He realized he had two beautiful cousins that he never knew of, but wanted to meet and see. Debie remained very heavy on his mind. Michael had the opportunity to see all of them again five weeks later when his sister, Cheryl, had her high school graduation party which had a D.J and dancing. Michael was very nervous that day to introduce himself to Sandie and Debie, even though they knew him, but Debie saved him the trouble.

When Michael was not looking, she came up behind him and said, "Hello Michael, do you rber me?" She stood there with a beautiful smile across her face and standing with Sandie and Robyn. When everything was all squared away, Michael was reunited with two beautiful cousins he never knew he had along with Robyn. It was a long and great night as he spent the whole time with them, and danced it up. The D.J played the oldies, especially the favorite, "Shout!" Aunt Diane's girls were all surprised that he liked the oldies. All three of Aunt Diane's girls were soft spoken and so nice to Michael, but Michael did not have sexual fantasies for them yet, even though he was hit by the love bug. Michael was wearing a gold guitar chain around his neck, and when Sandie saw it, she said, "OOOO I like your guitar, do you play?" Then she went telling her sisters of how Michael plays the guitar and she said to him that girls in High School will like that someday."

They all had their husbands with them that night, including Sandie's children, Sandie's four year old daughter, Kristyn and her two year old son. Later that summer, there was a family picnic out in Jersey, and Michael saw everyone again. This time he was a little put out because the girls gave a lot more attention to his sisters, especially Cheryl. Michael was quite jealous. He hung around with his cousin Aaron down by the lake. Debie was also down there, sitting on a lounge chair in the sand, and reading a magazine, but when Michael saw her, his jaw just dropped. She was wearing a small pink skin tight bikini. Her breasts were like melons sticking out, and her skin was so tan and smooth from this very hot and humid 1986 summer. He could not believe the sight, and that would remain with Michael for many years, as he had his first incest fantasy. Later in the year it would also include Sandie and Robyn. Michael was always jealous of Jim, because he was married to Debie, and it was like he was always in his way, for all Michael wanted to do is get the attention from Debie. Debie never wanted any children.

A year has passed to the summer of 1987. Michael, now thirteen, has hit puberty, and was always ejaculating, but still not knowing about sex. Cheryl was not in college. She was doing nothing but hanging out and whoring around with her friends. Robyn had her first baby boy, and Sandie had her third child, another boy. When Michael would ejaculate, he started to notice white fluid coming out of his penis. Michael was seeing his cousins off and on. He grown very tall and very handsome, but he was very put out in June of 1988 when all of Aunt Diane's girls did not come to his eight grade graduation party. This was when he realized how much he was the black sheep, because had it been Laurie or Cheryl they would have been right there. Michael was now in High school and went through a two year dry spell of not seeing his cousins again. It became very distant again for awhile. By late 1989 and 1990, Michael became a sophomore and then a junior, and was having the best of times in his life. He was now 16 and a very fine young man. He was a black belt in Karate and an accomplished musician. He started playing in bands and doing sound and audio for others when he was not playing. Michael learned about sex in his freshman year when his friends started passing around porno movies. He saw how the cock goes inside of a woman. He thought that it was disgusting at first, but in no time he was enjoying it. He saw how the man would shoot his load on to the woman's face. This excited Michael very much. He could not believe that women would love all of this, and he started looking at them very different. He thought about his family. He realized that his mother, sisters, aunts and cousins (who were all married) all experienced it, and he found it hard to believe. Now he was wondering when he was going to get his. He was looking at girls in school very different, especially since they were at the age of development. Then Michael was discovering how his cock was beginning to grow very large when erect. He noticed that his own cock was so much bigger then those he saw on any porno movie, and could not understand it. It grew a large 10 inches with three inches of thickness around, and veins all sticking out. He could not understand why it was so big. The truth is that Michael had an unusual very large cock. It was very rare. It was something that doctors would did not know at the time of his birth and because of that, none of his family knew. When he turned 16, every time he would ejaculate in the bathroom, he was beginning to shoot sperm all over the fucking place. It was cumming out as long white thick ribons, non stop, and it was feeling so good. It would splatter all over the bathroom counter and mirrors. He could not control it.

Meanwhile Cheryl met her fiancee, and it seemed that he had cured her, for she settled down and became a very different person then the whore she always was. Michael saw Debie and Robyn again for Aunt Mona's Labor Day barbecue in Septber 1990. It was good to see them again. Michael looked all grown up with his new military flat top haircut. Debie was looking so beautiful at 32 years old, and was complimenting Michael on his haircut and well built manly figure.

It is January of 1991. It should be a happy time. Cheryl will be married by the end of the year, but when her fiancee was away she would still act up. Something went wrong in Michael's family in 1991. His parents were never getting along and they separated for a year. Michael was the only man in the house, to be bossed around by his mother and his sister. When Laurie would come over it would be worse, because they all ganged up on him. Laurie was married for the second time and she was still miserable. Her and mom were going through that, "I HATE MEN," stage. Michael was innocent, but they use to give him a hard time. Michael's mom was a real bitch and hard to get along with. During this time, Laurie was a barmaid at bars and hot dance clubs. She use to bring mom out to her employment so mom can experience freedom again and help her meet someone. Cheryl use to tag along. One Friday night, Laurie took mom to a hot dance club where girls and boys from 18 to 26 use to come and dance it up, dirty dancing. They left Michael home alone, and there is no clue what happened that night, but mom never came home. The truth is that mom was fucked that night, the first time since 1980 and would be the last time until ten years later on this exact month. Things were very rough for Michael at this time. He is 17 and still has no girlfriend. It was hell living with his mom and sisters. Cheryl and him hated each other. They use to fight and scream at each other. Cheryl was the biggest snot nose of all time, but Michael was secretly starting to develop deeper sexual fantasies for her. That summer of 91 he use to watch her from the window as she would be swimming in the pool in her hot bikini. Her ass was big and he wanted to slam it so bad. He would take out the bikini bottom from the bathroom hamper, and put it on himself, all wet from pool water, and he would jerk off in it. He wanted her to sit on his face so much. The following Novber she was married, but it did not last for more than two years, because she could not stay away from her wild side, and that marriage ended to quickly. By 1992, Michael's parents were back together, but the revival did not last long either. They stayed together but were always arguing, and the both of them were miserable. Dolores would still take it out on Michael. Michael was very depressed, as his High School graduation neared. Everyone was starting to think that he was gay, because he had no girl, but before graduation came, he met his first girlfriend, Victoria, who saved him deeply. The relationship lasted for two to three years. He finally had sex, and it was so good. Although he had a steady girlfriend and although he never cheated on her, his sexual fantasies for Aunt Diane's girls still remained. Now that he knows what sex felt like, he wanted it more than ever with his own cousins and even sisters, although he hated them. Things did not work out with Victoria some years later. Even though they enjoyed great sex and he loved her, they had nothing in common, besides love, but for Victoria, money started to take over the love. She did him wrong by breaking up with him. Michael would meet many more girlfriends, some long term some short term relationships, and he would enjoy sex with all of them, but they never lasted. What was the problem? It was very simple. It was looks, money, confusion (a young girl's biggest problem going into her twenties), but not only that, the interests were never the same. They were never interested in Michael's musical talents and likes. Michael discovered in High School that with him being a guitar player in a band did not attract girls at all. All of his girlfriends only cared for material things. This went on for years, and everyone started wondering what was wrong, and all figured once again that he was gay, because he could not hold a girlfriend. (More on Michael's ex - girlfriends later).



It was the end of the nineties, and Cheryl was wilder then ever. Laurie and her family moved out to Pennsylvania in 1995. Cheryl left home and joined her in 97, and worked for her in the clubhouse of the Hideaway, where she met her whore friends, Susan, Denise, Missy, Dawn, Patty, Kristyn and Erin and some others. Cheryl was now in her thirties and some of those friends were around her age and some were as young as 18. You think she would set her own brother up, but instead she turned everyone against Michael. Cheryl would also meet Joe in the clubhouse and soon moved in with him. Two sexual perverts together. They experienced orgies with all of their friends. Joe's house became the sex fun house. Then in May of 1999 the unthinkable happened. Laurie being unhappily married, participated in a threesome with Cheryl and Joe, but it was not known if Cheryl and Laurie participated in any Lesbian incest with each other. Laurie's looks has improved over the years, and she became hotter. No wonder why Joe wanted to fuck her.

Since 1998, Michael decided to go back college, and found himself in a University with kids at a normal college age from 18 to 21. He was 24 and around all girls younger with him. Some of them became some short term relationships with him. As for his cousins, Debie was still looking good for being in her forties, Sandie became heavy but was still so fuckable, her daughter Kristyn was now 18 years old and very cute and hot. Michael has been fantasizing over her since she was twelve. She was a very shy and withdrawn girl. She had a problem, and it was that she hears voices in her head. She was kind of in fear of the world. Robyn is also looking great for her age, now in her late thirties. She became more hot. Aunt Mona's boys became Rabi's and one even married. When the family would have barbecues, everyone really did not give Michael very much time. They are always interested in their Jehovah Religion, and they would give more time to Aunt Mona's boys now that they became Rabi's. It was the turn of the century. It is January of 2000. Michael just ended another failed relationship with a girl named Desiree. It was a tough time for him, but during that winter, something was happening that he did not know about. Debie went to see a hypno - therapist named Dr. Cynthia Claiborne. The visit was to relieve her stress and increase her happiness from her boring dull unfulfilling marriage with Jim. Little did she know she was deceived by a corrupt woman whose used her talents and medical practice illegally and deceitful for the way that she wanted to see the world. She managed to tangle Sandie, Robyn and Kristyn into her web. To Michael's surprise, he had the biggest opportunity of his life to fuck all four of them the following August at Aunt Diane's barbecue. It did not stop there, because the melody kept lingering on.


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Continue reading A Family Sexual Hypnosis - Part 5

My insatiable Asian secretary

Office encounter ends up with a messy blowjob



Most of the daytime, I spent driving around the town for

work and sometimes, I had to return to office late in the

evening to catch up some paper work. I had rung in earlier

to Madeline, my part time secretary (Mabel was on leave),

to leave some of the files I might need on my desk before she

went off. About 8pm, I returned to my office, it was empty,

I had checked. I made myself a coffee, and prepared a long

night ahead. At around 10 pm, I was pissed when I realized

that one of the important files was not to be found when I

heard that the office main door was opened. Some sales chap

coming back for a last minute prep, I supposed. I did not

bother to see who was that and just carried on with my search

in my own private office. "Hi, " a familiar

sweet voice startled me … "oops! Sorry to scare you

… but I thought you might need a hand with all the paper works

before the Christmas." My perky 22 yo secretary,

Madeline, was wearing a flowery green T and a tight denim

skirt that showed off her young, beautiful long legs.

"Ya, you got me there alright … I do need some help here … but I am

not paying you the OT …" I teased, always feel good

to see Madeline … she is so … hhmmmmnn … so … sunshine … young,

lively and energetic … not exactly the glamorous type of

look but she does have her own charm to attract me … and her

sweet voice … always a Christmas chime to my ears among the

usual office noises …

sometimes I wondered if she is the reason that makes me feel

like coming into the office during the day. "Well,

I think I have forgotten the SoSo Accounts file and I thought

I better come back to get it for you before you JUMP on me tomorrow

…" she smiled, I was sure there was something else

she tried to tell me in that statement. Then she swayed out

of my sight liked a butterfly and I realized that I was drooling

over the tight young ass clad in the tight denim skirt. Joey

was rising … in a while, she was back with the file I needed.

"Is this the fax and order you are looking for earlier?"

she came over and flipped opened the binder … she leaned

over my desk, her left leg bending at the knee and slowly

raising into the air … her T was stuck between her hot young

body, tummy to be specific, and my old desk … the T stretched

as she leaned further over, hugging tightly to her firm

breasts … over the pile of binders and papers on my desk,

I could easily make up the shape of her lovely breasts, tightly

clad in a sports bra, I guessed. I sat down on my comfy working

chair … trying to peep down her blouse through her collar … the

T was stretched so tight that the collar was tight around

her base of the neck … nothing to see … but the jutting shape

of her lovely breasts emphasized by the stretched flowery

green T was enough to arouse Joey … good thing that I was sitting

down. Then she flung her smooth long hair … the momentarily

let go of her tummy on the desk edge allowed the T to be slightly

loose fit … and when she bent down again … mambo jumbo !!!

I could see the top of her fair breasts tightly squeezed

into a white sports bra …

I swallowed … and I knew both of us heard that … I looked up

and our eyes met … "Need anything else … Joe?"

her sweet voice became more seductive. "I don't

think you just came back to pass me the file, right … Madeline?"

She smiled … then she closed her eyes seductively, leaned

closer into my face and kissed me on the cheek …

lightly patting and slowly moving towards my lips … we kissed

… and the kiss soon evolved into a passionate blend of saliva

of two persons in heat … I slid my hand behind her head … feeling

her long black hair … our tongues explored the far reaches

of our throats and the corners in our cavities. At least

ten minutes had passed, she leaned back, licking her lips

… and sat down on the chair across my desk … she lifted her

two legs up and rested their ankles on my desk … widely spread

apart … I could not help myself but to gaze at the

junctions of her long sexy legs … oh hell … she came prepared!

I could see all the way up her bare thighs to her naked crotch

… she wore absolutely nothing under that damn tight denim

skirt … her pubic hair was nicely trimmed into a narrow patch

… must be for wearing those high cut bikini swimwear … her

cunt lips … pink and full … succulent and swollen … sticking

up among the seemingly smooth bush of her turf … my eyes spitted

fire and my throat went dry … more to come … she lifted her

ass slightly and hiked higher her skirt … she had her left

hand swept down along her opening … combing her pubic hair

… stroking it … her fingers brushing through her cunt lips

… up there, she had her middle finger of the right hand between

her full lips … sucking and wetting it … all the time, her

eyes were on me … watching with flares my every expression

… I was totally numbed by this gal … sweet 22yo … I always thought

that was innocent … how terribly wrong I was !!!!!

And now I was about to PAY the price for my MISUNDERSTANDING

… slowly … slowly … but unstoppably … she lowered her wet

glistering middle finger to her sex hole … “Tell me, Joe

…” her sweet voice was a total hypnotism to my ears … if she

asked for a raise now, I would pass her the blank check … “tell

me … how did you fuck June …” I was

momentarily taken back by her question … “what … what do

you … “ I squeezed some words out but my heart was racing with

her middle finger reaching her sex spot – come on … just a

bit more – “don’t pretend … June is my housemate and she said

that you are gooooood …” her middle finger finally reached

the destination and she slide it in with the word “gooooood”…

her face twitched a little and a small droplet of sweat formed

on the tip of her nose … the finger slide in all the way to the

knuckle … “hhhmmmmnnnnn …” I was at a lost of words … “QUICK!!!

Tell me how you fucked that horny bitch … “ she demanded as

she slide her finger out … I began to tell … of how June masturbated

in nude next to me when we shared the same bed … how I found

out and sucked on her 34” tits till she orgasmed … Madeline

had spread her cunt lips with one hand and busily rubing

her exposed clit with the other … her finger slide into her

opening on and off when my detail got juicer … I carried on

with June while stroking my hard cock through my pants …

at the part of me licking and lapping on June’s breasts,

Madeline grouped her hands on her breasts and started to

squeeze them with all her might … she pulled her T off, over

her hear and exposed her white sports bra … her nipples pressed

so hard against the material and jutted out … her hair fell

back down onto her face and breasts … all messed up, yet sexy.

She ran her hands through her hair, swiping them back behind

her head … then she then unclasped her bra, releasing its

angry restless pair of prisoners … letting me see her bouncy

breasts … and their tight jutting nipples. “Still …” Madeline

was gasping … her finger had returned to fuck herself while

her other hand pinched the breast and nipple … “how you FUCK

her …” Seeing the show that she had put up, Joey was pissed

with no attention given to him … I rolled my high back chair around the desk …

she swivelled around on her chair till she sat facing me …she still had

one leg on my desk and the planted the other one on the floor

… “I did not fuck her just yet …” I tried to gain control of

the situation … I stroked my dick and her gaze dropped to

my obvious bulge in my groin … “she sucked me off … a real pro

…” I teased Madeline with a look to challenge her that June

is a better cock sucker than she is … “hhhhmmmmnnnnn …” she

sighed … her leg came up to my crotch and started stroking

my hardon … liked testing his firmness … her eyes flared

the similar passion I had seen in June’s eyes … “SUCK ME!

YOU BITCH … GET ON YOUR KNEES AND SUCK ME GOOOOOOOD!!!” I

commended. ^There was an explosion in Madeline’s eyes …

she dropped to her knees … right in front of my crotch … and

her hands were immediately running up between my legs,

feeling my hard cock … she unzipped my fly, freeing my bulging

menace … she licked her lips and showered her warm kisses

on my cock through my underwear … she licked and lapped till

my underwear was soaked with her saliva. “Enough … now suck

me !!!” I lifted my ass for her to pull off my pants and underwear

together … she did that … and she looked up passionately

at me as she wrapped her wet lips around my cock … sliding

her head down taking more of me into her sweet warm mouth

… that produces so much sweet voice through my handphone

whenever I called back to the office …

I could not believe that I was being blown by Madeline … the young Asian

babe in the office – I wondered if she had sucked off her own boss

that old slimy fox – yet her talented tongue convinced me

that I was not dreaming … it gave me all kinds of sensations

… she pulled back, leaving my saliva covered cock hanging

there, jerking furiously for more … she looked up and smiled

… I pushed on her head and she began licking … not missing

a cm of him … I watched as her tongue hungrily lapped up and

down the shaft … “yeeessssss … that’s right … June was lapping

like this as well …” I urged her on with detailed description

of how June had licked and lapped my cock … “more saliva …

June got more faster tongue action …” and Madeline lapped

my cock in frenzy … she seemed to be competing with the June

in my description … “she would have sucked my balls by now

…” then she put her hand, with long painted fingernails,

under my balls and tickled them … before sucking one after

the other into her mouth … her hand pressed my cock flat on

my stomach as she sucked hard on each ball … “yyyeeessssss

… now suck my cock … really suck on him …” Madeline obeyed

and wrapped her lips around my cock head … sucking him tight

between her lips, she swirled her tongue fast and wet on

my pee-hole … sending jolts up my spine … I held tight onto

her head … eager to fuck her mouth … but she steadied herself

and remained sucking and tonguing my cock crown … without

warning, she slipped her lips down over my thickness till

her nose hit my cock base and was buried in my cock hair … deepthroat

… I arched … my ass left the seat as her mouthy suction took

me deeper into her … FUCKING FUCK-TASTIC!!!!!!

Before I could react, her head moved back up the shaft and she resumed

sucking and lapping on my cock crown … and she plunged

again … again up … suck and la p … again down … again up … suck

and lap … again down … I was liked riding on a roller coaster

… I had to … I just had to … I stood up from the chair … Madeline

remained kneeling before me with my meaty hard rod fully

in her mouth … I adjusted her to the correct height … with

both hands behind her head, I rammed my cock in and out of

her mouth … sensing that I was about to come, she grouped

her hands behind my ass and pulled me deeper … I was practically

banging my groin in her face … I looked down and saw the cock

blurring his in out in out motion between Madeline’s sweet

lips … I rammed harder … and faster … “Oh....Mad … I’m coming…”

I rammed my entire length deep in to her mouth and shot my load …

she dug her finger into my asshole as I shot my first load straight down her

throat … I looked down and caught her gaze on mine … and I spilled

another load … she sucked hard when I shot my load … the feeling

was amazing when the gal sucked as you shot your jism in her

mouth … and another … she sucked again – her timing was so

fucking zen!!! – and another … and she sucked on … Madeline

simply gulped down every load I could offer … I held on to

her head for support from such powerful orgasm … she continued

sucking on my spent cock … lapping her cum-coated tongue

around my thickness … after a long while, she released my

cock and “did June get you off like this …” she teased … I was too shock to

answer … “now, I will suck you back to life … and I want you

to fuck me here good and hard while telling me how you fucked

that horny bitch …” and Madeline went back to sucking my

cock … hearing her request, I could feel my cock rising again...




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Engagement to Kathy By Otkfme@comcast.net

I met this very wonderful woman called Kathy. We have been dating for about nine months and it seems like we agree on a lot of things and we like to do the same activities. I met Kathy through a friend at work, and she has changed my life.

Recently, when I took Kathy out on a date to a restaurant, I got down on my knee and asked her to marry me. To my surprise, she didn't say "Yes", but she said that she would think about it.

A few days later she called me on the telephone and she said, "I have some real concerns about marrying you."

"Tell me your concerns. I can change." I replied.

"When we are on dates, you really notice other women as they walk by. Also, I am left alone on many weekends while you are with your friends on fishing trips and other outdoor activities."

"I really care about you." I said. "I can pay more attention to you."

"But it also seems like you don't give me the respect that I deserve." Kathy said. "You always walk far ahead of me and you also don't open doors for me."

"I can do those things for you and show you more respect!" I pleaded.

"Well, I have been talking to my other girlfriends about your behavior, and they suggested that we meet this behavior modification counselor." Kathy said. "I guess she has helped other couples both before and after they are married. Would you be interested in meeting her?"

"If this would make you happy and you would marry me, I would see her." I said.

"I need to tell you that her methods involve spanking, and you would need to pay for her time." Kathy said.

"I haven't been spanked since elementary school, but if this would make you happy, I guess I would meet with her." I said.

"I was hoping that you would agree to meet with her." She said. "I have already invited her to my house on Friday evening at 7 PM. Her name is Elizabeth, and she suggested that you take a shower before you come over to my house. Be sure to wear clean underwear and be at my house by 6:45 PM. Any questions?"

"I guess not." I said. "I'll do just about anything to make sure you will marry me. So I will see you on Friday."

I wasn't looking forward to a spanking, but if this would allow me to marry Kathy, it would be worth it. On Friday, I left work early to have plenty of time to eat, shower, and clean myself up before I drove to Kathy's house. I arrived right at 6:45 PM, and Kathy quickly let me into her house and we sat down and talked on her sofa. She told be that she was so happy that I had agreed to meet with Elizabeth, and I had agreed to be spanked. Also, after my spanking, she would let me know if she would accept an engagement ring from me.

Then the doorbell rang. Both of us went to the front door to meet Elizabeth. She was about our age, and she wore a white blouse, a short black skirt, and a black jacket. Elizabeth looked like a businesswoman. She also had two paddles and a riding crop in her hands. We introduced ourselves and Kathy invited her into the living room. Elizabeth sat the paddles on an end table and had me help her take off her jacket so that clothing did not restrict her arms. She sat down on the sofa next to Kathy, and had me knell down in front of her.

"You can call me Liz, and I expect you to follow everything I tell you to do." Liz told me.

"Yes I will, Liz."

"When was the last time you were spanked?" She asked me.

"I think it was when I was in the sixth grade."

"If your parents had kept spanking you as you were older, you probably wouldn't be in this position right now. Keep knelling and don't say a word while I talk to Kathy." Liz said. Then Kathy talked to Liz about my bad behavior. Kathy made it sound like I was a real jerk, and that I had little respect towards her and other women. Liz also talked to Kathy about our physical relationship. It was hard to just keep knelling in front of Liz while they talked about me in a most intimate manner.

"Clyde, I now want you to stand up with your hands over your head so that I may prepare you for your spanking. For the rest of the evening, refer to me only as 'ma'am', and don't say anything unless spoken to or if you are asked to speak. Also, you can walk away from this spanking at any time, but if you do, you will no longer be able to see Kathy again. Do you understand me?"

"Yes, Liz." I replied.

Liz quickly grabed a paddle and gave me a swat. "How are you suppose to address me?"

"Ma'am. Sorry ma'am." I said.

"Now stand still while I prepare you for your spanking." Then Liz unbuckled my belt, unzipped me, and soon my slacks were at my ankles. Then she grabed the waistline of my briefs.

I quickly reached down to stop her from pulling down my briefs. "What are you doing?"

"A spanking should always be given on the bare skin." Liz said. "Now put your hands over your head again. You have just earned yourself five extra swats of the paddle." Soon my briefs were down to my ankles. Then she rolled up my shirttails so that I was completely naked from the waist down. I felt so barrassed being exposed like this, in front of a woman who I had just met. I also had a big erection that I wanted to cover up.

"Turn around so that I can examine your butt." Liz said. Soon I felt her hands kneading and caressing my bottom cheeks. "You have a very spankable butt. Turn around and lay over our laps so that I can start your spanking."

Since Liz was seated to the right of Kathy on the sofa, I had to lie over both of their laps. This put my head and shoulders on Kathy's lap, and my unprotected bare bottom on Liz's lap. "I'm going to warm you up with a hand spanking." Then my spanking started. Liz spanked me first on one cheek than the other. I was also aware that my erect penis was dangling between Liz's thighs. It seemed like I was experiencing both pain and pleasure at the same time.

While Liz spanked me, Liz talked to Kathy on how to spank me. "This puts him in a very vulnerable position. It's a good time to talk to him about behavioral issues when you are spanking him. You always have his undivided attention."

Liz kept talking to Kathy, then she stopped spanking me and said, "Now we will move on to the paddles. Clyde, stand up and don't rub you butt." After they also stood up, Liz said, "Now I want you to knell on the sofa and bend over it." After I assumed the position, I felt Liz flick the insides of my thighs with the riding crop. "Spread your knees for us." I was now aware that my penis and balls were totally exposed and dangling between my legs. To make things worse, Liz used the riding crop to play with my penis and balls.

Then my spanking started again, but this time with the two paddles. Now and then she would stop my spanking, and she would remark, "See how his butt is turning a nice red color." Then I would feel four hands rubing my tender warm bottom.

Liz also had Kathy spank me with the paddles. At first Kathy didn't spank me very hard, but with coaching from Liz, she was spanking me as hard as Liz.

"Will you now give Liz more respect?" Liz asked.

SPANK, SPANK, SPANK!

"Yes, ma'am." I replied.

"And are you willing to be spanked by Kathy at anytime she feels that need a good spanking?" Liz asked.

SPANK, SPANK, SPANK!

"Yes, ma'am."

"Good! Now stay in that position as I talk to Kathy." Liz said. "Kathy, you get to keep the two paddles and the riding crop that we just used to spank Clyde. Are you interested in seeing any more spanking implements?"

"Sure I would." Kathy said.

"I'll run out to my car and bring in some more implements for you to try." Soon Liz returned with a large leather case filled with various spanking implements. Liz showed them to Kathy and demonstrated them on my still bare and upturned bottom. I was also asked how much each one stung my poor naughty bottom.

Then to add to my humiliation, Kathy brought over my wallet and I had to pay Liz for spanking me and also for the spanking implements that she had just bought.

"Thank you, Clyde." Liz said. "Stay in position, since I am sure that Kathy will want to spank you some more. And Kathy, you can always call me if you want to learn more techniques in spanking Clyde in a more severe manner." Then Liz put on her jacket and left the house.

Kathy spanked me for a little bit longer then said, "You took your spanking very well. Now you can get down on one knee and ask me to marry you."

I started to go over to where my clothes were, when Kathy said, "I want you to ask me just as you are, in the nude."

"But….."

"So do you want to marry me?" Kathy asked.

I quickly went over to her and knelt on one knee. "Kathy, I love you and would do anything for you. Will you please marry me?"

"I will marry you if you agree to be spanked at any time that I feel you deserve it." Kathy said.

"You can spank me at any time I deserve it. Please marry me!"

"Yes, I will marry you, Clyde." Kathy said. "Now kneel on the sofa again so that I can spank you for a few more minutes."

As I bent over the sofa, I felt Kathy tap the insides of my thighs and I spread my knees far apart. I now realized that I would be under the total control of Kathy.


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RedTails : A Night Out, A Night In - Chapter 7

This is a real short chapter. The girls get final instructions, Frelic manages to get in a quickie


RedTails: Awakenings

A Night Out, A Night In

By

Scarletdown



Chapter VII : Final Instructions

After the Kobold lady and Skunk girl were gone and out of earshot, Hansen gave a low whistle and touched a paw to his chest, "Wow! By the Mink's bottom," he swore, "who could have thought a Kobold could be so affectionate, and so sensual?"

"Ashton apparently did," Frelic replied. He adjusted his tunic, which once again barely concealed the arousal stiffening between his legs, "He certainly struck it rich with Sharani," and after a brief pause, "with Makae as well. They are both real sweethearts. And I'm looking forward to hearing Ms. Kez's story tomorrow morning."

"She is quite a charming lady," Karma said, "I guess it just goes to show us that just like other folk, we can't paint all Goblinkind with the same broad brush."

"So true, Karma," Frelic agreed. He sat back down on the couch, crossing one leg over the other, "As both Mistress Triniti and Mistress Aeraal said on several occasions, one person's monster is could very well be another's lover."

"As you yourself had the privilege of learning first hand a few years back, Master," Thissle reminded him. She sat down close to him, placed her hands on his shoulders, and guided her teacher down onto his back. Straddling the Elf, the Dragon girl put her face close to his, gave a playful Dragonish 'Rhawrr', and pressed her lips against his. Reflexively, Frelic took a firm grip with both hands on his apprentice's soft but muscular bottom while she squirmed naughtily on top of him. Frelic gave a surprised gasp and moan when Thissle expertly managed to work her Master's hardened cock deep into her hot, wet, feminine sex.

Frelic let his apprentice ride him for half a minute; she felt so warm and soft draped over him, and her love passage was so wonderfully tight around his shaft. This girl had the most voracious appetite for fucking, stronger than any other he had ever known. However, now was not the time. Before he could unload his seed into her, he gave Thissle a hard two-handed slap on her delicious jiggly bottom, "Not now, my little Nymph," he said, "Save it for your clients tonight. We don't want you spent before first lap dance."

Thissle pouted, "Aw, Master. You know that it takes like forever for my kind to tire out." She gave him another kiss and ground her hips against his groin, almost causing the Elf to orgasm. He landed another smack, a little harder against her rump and gave her a look that was both apologetic and stern.

Hansen came to his Master's defense, "It's not you that we are worried over, Thissle," he said, "It's Master. If you use him up now, how can he function tonight, especially late tonight when it is just me and him?"

Still pouting, she pushed herself off of Frelic, freeing his erect rod from her depths. She licked her own juices off his cock, then helped him sit up. "Okay, fuzzbutt, I'll go ahead and save some for your sweet little boy hole. At least I got Master properly primed and ready for you."

"As did I," Shaasta added, "while you three were playing in the bath."

"Way to go, Master!" Hansen congratulated Frelic, giving him a high five and perching himself on his Master's lap so that the Elf's hard shaft was nested along the length of the hot crevasse of his furry bottom, with the tip pressing into the fragrant petals of the rose planted up the Squirrel's butt.

Frelic smiled at his ever-ready pet and idly stroked his fingers along the length of the boy's shaft, which was just as stiff as his own. The Elf was truly surprised at the feelings this feisty little Furling ranger had brought forth in him ever since he saw him trussed up, legs spread and ass and tail raised on high there in the show room of the Southern Rose, feelings he had not known existed anymore since his time as ship's pet on the Bloodlust and the Svelte Lady back when he was still a tender tail, as well as during his apprenticeship, when Mistress Aeraal would occasionally loan him out to other wizards and he would play the girl during boink magick rituals and spells. But even then, he had always been on the receiving end, and himself had never felt the warmth of another boy's ass around his cock. His pet Squirrel had successfully managed to broaden his horizons, so to speak, with his earnest eagerness to be taken like a girl, and Frelic found himself looking fondly forward to holding the lad in his arms, taking him to the bedroom, and filling his tight rear passage with his maleness and his seed, as he had done countless times with the other ladies of the Willowpaw household over the years; Honeyrose, Thissle, Delilah, Fillie, and Nyssa.

"Patience, my little boink bunny," he said, as his fingers teased the Furling's pulsing shaft and sensitive tip, eliciting a soft whimper from him. "I don't want you spent before the evening is through either."

Hansen nodded, and wrapped his arms around his Master, again pressing his muzzle against the Elf's lips in a tender, loving kiss.

"We better get moving, before Hot Summer Nights gets too crowded," Karma said, "Don't want to get overloaded too fast, you know." The girls finished getting ready while Frelic and Hansen cuddled tenderly on the couch. Shaasta quietly waited while Thissle and Karma disappeared briefly into the bed chamber, where they fetched a handful of copper and silver pieces from their personal little lock boxes and refilled their money pouches which hung from their belts. They returned to the outer lounge, and with deliberate seductive moves and mannerisms, they bent over to pull on and lace up their buckskin, thigh-length boots.

Frelic and Hansen watched the two as they checked each other over, admiring the ladies' delightful curves and graceful movements. The Elf leaned down and said to his pet, "You know, Hansen, there is definitely something to be said for tall boots and bare thighs."

"You won't get any argument from me there," the Squirrel replied, nodding vigorously, and patting his Master's own bare thighs where they were exposed between his boots and tunic.

"Hansen, you are so incorrigible," Frelic sighed, smiling and shaking his head in exasperation with his pet, "What am I going to do with you?"

Hansen gave the Elf his trademarked impish smile and knowing wink, "Boink me, of course, Master."

"Soon, my pet," he promised, "Soon." He placed one hand on the Squirrel's rump and the other on his paw, which was still resting on the Elf's smooth thigh.

At last, Karma and Thissle were ready. Thissle picked up her paddle, a lovely varnished pine board, much different from the one Frelic used on Shaasta and Hansen recently. Hers, which she made herself with her Master's guidance, was a formidable-looking tool of punishment; its blade measured fourteen inches in length, four inches across, and a quarter inch thick. Three rows of four holes were drilled into the board; one side was smooth, and the other side was lined with small sharp metal studs that were like the ends of nails. It was a masterpiece of discipline, which Frelic had been proud to use on Thissle's bare bottom countless times. And tonight, she would get to use it on Shaasta's bare bottom several times. She rested the paddle on her shoulder as if it was a sword, and stood with Karma and Shaasta before Frelic and Hansen again.

Frelic stood up and looked his ladies over. He put Shaasta's leash back on her collar, handed the other end to Thissle, and then paced around behind them, lovingly planting a firm swat on their bottoms. "You girls look absolutely fantastic," he said. "You are going to be the big hit of the night."

"Most anything would look good on them, Master," Hansen chittered, running his paws up Shaasta's inner thighs and along the slit of her sex. "But do you girls know what would look best on you?"

They exchanged looks with each other, shrugged, and shook their heads. Frelic and Hansen also exchanged a look and in unison answered, "Me!"

The girls exchanged another look, smirked, and shook their heads. "Boys," Karma said, failing to suppress a giggle, "walked right into that one, we did."

"Can we go now, Master?" Shaasta pleaded. She was really anxious to have her first night out in weeks, and did not want to waste any more time.

"Certainly, love," Frelic replied, dismissing them for the evening. As they filed towards the door, he imparted final instructions to them, "Karma, you are in charge for the night."

"Gotcha, Chief," the Rabit acknowledged, "I'll watch their asses good and make sure that they, I mean we, keep out of trouble."

"I know you will, bunny, and rber what I told you earlier."

"Paddle Shaasta's butt regularly to keep her brand visible; check, Master," Thissle said, landing a solid swat with the studded side of her paddle dead center across the Elf's bottom, causing her to yelp.

"Aside from that."

Rubing her ass with both hands, and glaring at Thissle, Shaasta repeated her brother's most crucial instruction, "If things start to get dangerously out of hand, distance ourselves quickly and safely from the trouble."

"Correct," Frelic affirmed, "because if I have to come bail you out of the town dungeons because you were involved in a brawl, or somehow incited a brawl, I give you my solemn word that none of you girls will be able to even think about sitting comfortably until long after we get back to WraithHold. And I will personally enjoy every minute of that."

"We will be good," Karma reassured him.

"Damn good, in fact," Thissle added, shaking her bottom for emphasis.

"Good," Frelic replied, "Now run along and have fun tonight. We'll see you in the morning."

Waving good night to Frelic and Hansen, and wishing them an enjoyable night as well, the girls made their exit at last from the suite; Karma in the lead, Thissle right behind her, with Shaasta submissively in tow on her leash.



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Late Night Business Call

A naughty story!






Late Night Business Call



I want to share a naughty story about Jackie.


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She was married for how long I don’t rber, and while she stayed in the marriage, sex was boring and there wasn’t much affection.

Together they operated a multi-million dollar business in Jamaica where labor was cheap. Data input of those manufacturer coupons, rebates etc. you know the kind. The data was then sent stateside to generate the checks to be mailed. I suspect that they stayed together for business reasons.



The few times she slept with him was done to fulfill her wifely duties, and she hated it. Thankfully he left the island for long periods sometimes as much as 3 months, she would sometimes sacrifice a week to meet him in one of the cites where they had an office and that would keep him away from the island for another month or so.



One day I got a call at work, it was Jackie.



“Meet me at your mom’s in 30 minutes”



Something in her voice left no room for objection.



So I said “I will try!”



I looked at my schedule and arranged with a coworker to cover my shift then took off on my bike and rode like the wind, still when I arrived I found Jackie seated in her car. We often used my parent house as a rendezvous because my mom taught school during the day and my dad was away at the farm, the house for most times was empty.



We entered the house quickly, wearing nylon runners short with no underwear and strap sandals, that showed off her beautiful toes, I lifted and without hesitation carried her to my old room.



I still had stuff at home, it was still a place I could escape to, when I needed to get away from any of my other women.



She was hot and ready as I threw her on the bed, and after eating her juicy pussy for a while I mounted her and rode her till I came like a bull. With a twinkle in her eye she got up and left, no need to dress as I never removed her shorts opting instead to slip in through the side of the leg band.

“I’ll see you later at my place” she said before kissing me goodbye.



I lay on the bed for awhile before showering and heading back to work. The only downside was, now I had to stay a few extra hours to compensate my friend who covered for me.



Later that evening I played squash at the club where I saw Jackie again, we played a few sets and I coached her till close, then I followed her back home. Once at her place we showered together and I soaped up her lithe body paying specially attention to her small and perky breast, her nipples stiffened and I closed my lips around them, my hands continued to soap between her legs as she stroked my prick. Gently, she told me to wait, so we dressed, had dinner and a few beers; while she waited on a phone call.



Sometime later the phone rang, I lay across the bed reading, while she nonchalantly massaged my ass as she conversed with her husband. Muttering something about needing to turn the computer on she walked to the den which was adjacent to the bedroom, she motioned for me to follow her; as she continued to talk business on the phone, giving numbers and assorted data.



Then looking at me she silently mouthed.



“get on your knees!”



With the crook of her finger she motioned to me to crawl over to the desk



Swinging the chair around she exposed her pussy; then pulled me forward, pressing my head into her musky womanhood. I could see the wantonness in her eyes, then with a swift motion she ushered me underneath the desk while swiveling the chair to trap and close me beneath the desk.



I needed no further instructions and proceeded to lick and worship her. Sucking her toes into my mouth, I bathed ever inch, licking each toes as I separated them with my tongue, I continued to lick and caress her ankles and calves, the back of her knees, her inner thighs, and seeing that she sat scrunched off on the edge of the chair I began to probe her delectable asshole with my tongue, her pussy juices flowed and mixed with the leather of the chair providing me with a very potent and powerful aphrodisiac, sex and leather is a very heady scent and in the small confines of the desk I was completely intoxicated.



The business call lasted for what seemed forever; yet I remained trapped, my head pinned by Jackie’s hand and her legs wrapped tightly around my neck, yet above she remained all business, continuing to churn out numbers and data.



Finally concluded; she hung up and rushed me back to the bedroom, I was so hard I lifted her up and threw her on the bed, mounting her from behind I entered her and we rode each other to the brink of emotion.



Sensing I was about to cum she ordered me to lay on my back and mounted me, then she began to talk real dirty, recounting how much she had enjoyed our time together earlier, and more importantly details of the events that followed after she left me.

She came straight home, her pussy freshly fucked, filled and cuckolded with black cum, she proceeded to seduce her husband, she thought it was a fitting payback to have him eat her soiled cunt. The knowledge that he was getting sloppy seconds made her enjoy it even more, she told him to look in her eyes, as she ground her cream-pie pussy into his mouth. Watching him eat my cum unknowingly she squeezed the remaining portion by pushing the inner lips out till she had expelled the sticky liquid onto his extended tongue. She admitted this was so hot, and she felt so wanton that it made her cum, and was the first time she had cum with him. Chuckling that she sent him off on his trip with a little extra sauce.



It made her even more horny thinking about me while she carried out the first part of her plan and planned the later episode knowing that her cuckold would be far away. Under the impression, that she, his sweet wife was working hard, yet while they talked on the phone, his slut wife was having her cunt serviced and her ass licked by her black lover. These thoughts made her extremely horny she almost creamed while waiting for the call.



It took her all self control to contain herself while we lay on the bed, her fingers had often dropped between my legs to brush my semi-hard cock and the thought of sucking my cock and feeling it grow and pulse in her mouth left her with deep desire she planned to pursue later.



I was so hard from hearing these things I pounded her pussy hard till I felt her velvet lips tighten. Arching her back, she threw herself backwards so that my cock was now thrusting against her sensitive inner walls gently massaging her “G-spot” while she fingered her now swollen clit, her long auburn hair brushing my legs driving me wild ...we exploded together.



I miss my times with her, even though I am naturally dominant, I guess you understand quite well the sensual side when you are dominated. There was something quite intense and unpredictable when I was with her. She could be like a wild animal biting my lips, scratching me or tweaking my nipples as I was cumming, She had a way about her, and with me and; I was hers for the taking.



Later that night her head resting on my arm, she slid into a spoon position snuggling her ass into my crotch she nestled for the night. With my cock now ensconced between her cheeks and my eyelids heavy; I heard her breath a sigh before telling me.



“You did an excellent job tonguing my ass tonight.”



“...if you are good I might let you have it” she moaned.



“...huh!”




Sally's Mum

A friend’s Mother explains how she manages to keep control of her 22 year old daughter


My 22 year old daughter Clare had just got home from her new friend Sally. They had met at a local evening for young singles and got on well. Sally asked Clare to stay over for a couple of nights and she must have had such a good time she didn’t once phone home.



She enthused about her new friend, and strangely enough also about her Mother.


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"Sally's Mum is so cool. She let’s Sally have all her friends around whenever they want and she makes sure everyone is enjoying themselves. She's very calm and is just fantastic."



How nice, I thought. Just what I needed. My 22 year old daughter who isn’t the most diplomatic person in the world, and is argumentative to say the least, prattling on about how great one of her friends Mother is. It makes me feel really good I don’t think.



Her continuously flowing praise did get a rather annoying but the last thing I wanted was a blazing row. Her praise for Sally’s Mother continued unabated though.



"Everyone helps whenever she asks us."



Now that was surprising.



I exclaimed "What, you help as well?"



Surely not I thought, not my lazy 22-year-old daughter who won’t help me at all around the house.



Clare said almost mockingly "She just asks nicely and everyone mucks in."



I thought, good for her. She must be some woman. Mind you, if she actually gets Clare to help around the house maybe I need to meet her and find out just how she does it. She must be wonder woman at least.



“Anyway Mum, I asked Sally over for Saturday afternoon. Is that OK?”



"Clare, why don't we ask her Mum over as well so I can get to know her?"



"Cool Mum, it would be really great if you were just like her."



Ouch. That hurt I thought. Still at least I will get to meet this woman and maybe find out how she can get my quarrelsome daughter to be so helpful when I almost have to pull my hair out to get her to put her clothes away.



On Saturday afternoon Sally and her Mum, Susan, came over. We all sat in the lounge and had tea. Susan came across as a very nice woman who seemed to have a firm way about her, but it still wasn’t clear to me how she exerted so much influence. I knew the two girls wanted to get upstairs away from us, so I decided to broach the subject of how come she got all the kids to help her.



"Well, Susan, Clare tells me how everyone helps at home. What's your secret?



Susan laughed and glanced at Sally, who strangely enough was blushing.



"Well, at the first sign of any messing around, or slackness, or any back chat which I really do hate, it’s really quite easy, I give the offender a spanking."



Clare gasped. I looked at her, and then turned my gaze on Sally who was blushing an even deeper red.



Susan didn’t help the colour of her daughters face when she continued. "I spanked Sally on Saturday because she came home very late from shopping without telling me, and was then very short with me when I asked her about it.”



Then Susan seemed to rber something else about the event. She turned to my daughter and said “actually, Clare, you met her in town and came home together and were also a bit abrupt with me.”



Susan turned her gaze back to me and continued “anyway, I waited for Clare to go home and then took Sally’s knickers down, put her across my knee, and gave her a good hard spanking."



Susan turned to he daughter and said “didn’t I Sally” with a smile, not a malicious one, just as though it was a fond memory.



An even redder faced Sally said “yes Mum, you did, a very hard one I seem to recall.”



I looked across at Clare and fought to keep a straight face when Susan asked her "You do rber being rather abrupt with me Clare?"



Clare looked intently at her feet as did Sally. I glanced at Susan and we exchanged smiles.



I hadn’t seen my daughter so quiet in a long time and said “so what you are saying is that if Clare had been your daughter she would have got a spanking for being rude to you?”



“Exactly. There’s nothing like a reddened bottom to get a naughty young lady back on track.” She then looked across at Sally and asked “you apologised afterwards didn’t you Sally?”



“I always do Mum don’t I?”



“Yes dear, I know. It’s just that I want to make things clear.”



Susan asked me “I take it you don’t give Clare any discipline.”



“Well I wouldn’t say that, it’s just that she is very strong willed you know.”



“I think strong willed is good, but if that turns in to rudeness it is not acceptable and earns Sally a spanking, every time.”



I looked across at Clare who winced, and glanced at Sally. They exchanged looks. Interesting.



The discussion was entirely matter of fact, two Mothers discussing permissible behaviour and what needs to be done in response to bad behaviour. It was quite strange bearing in mind we were both discussing our 22 year old daughters.



It was unlike Clare to be so quiet, although that changed when Susan looked across at a blushing Clare and said "You know Clare, it is becoming clear that you should get a spanking too for being rude to me.”



Clare did not move, but bit her lip. I sat there dumbfounded. It was quite a jump to make, and obviously one Clare wasn’t at all happy about.



Susan continued “Clare, please answer me. You have earned a spanking from your Mother and as I am here, I can give her some pointers. Go on, get across her lap."



I decided to keep the conversation flowing as I was getting quite excited about the prospect of where this might end up. "Clare, you told me you do everything Susan says. Were you lying?"



“I didn’t realise that you spank Sally” she said looking at Susan.



“Well I do dear, and always have done. Sally and her two brothers.”



I added “come on Clare, you said how much you wanted me to be like Sally’s Mum. Here I am offering to be just that and you are baulking.”



She looked at Susan, and then at me and said “but I’m 22 Mum.”



Susan said “so is Sally. Her brothers are older.”



We all looked at Sally who was clearly uncomfortable but knew she had to back her Mother on this one. “I know it isn’t very nice Clare, being spanked, but it will do you good. You will think twice before being naughty I can tell you.”



“It must really hurt Sally” Clare asked, rhetorically, and everyone knew Clare was coming to accept the inevitable.



“Yes Clare, but the pain and the red marks go away after a while.”



Clare scrunched her face up as she realised she was going to have to agree and got up.



Susan said “it's best if you slip your skirt off Clare because then it won’t get in the way.”



We all watched as Clare, now very much the centre of attention, unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor. She walked over to me.



“Let your Mother pull your knickers down Clare, as a sign of respect. It’s your signal that you are under her control.”



Clare nodded and I lent forward to take down her knickers and she held on to my shoulder as she lifted each leg out, barrassed because the others saw her private hair mound, but knew she could do nothing about it.



I took her arm, pulled slightly, and guided her across my lap. I looked down at my daughter’s bottom. I had seen it before in this exact position, but not for many years. She was much longer now, her bottom and thighs slightly wider, so the target bigger. I looked across at our two guests. Sally was looking barrassed for her friend, but Susan smiled at me. As soon as I heard how Susan maintained control in her house I was certain that reintroducing spanking in our house was exactly what my daughter needed. Well she will be getting one spanking, right now. Maybe more will follow.



I started to spank her. Clare was squirming around on my lap and I thought was struggling to cope. I was so surprised when Susan told me "I spank much harder than that. Let me show you.”



Susan walked over to me and pointed to Clare’s bottom. “You see all of this area has to be bright red when you have finished so you will need to spank much harder. Susan put her hand on Clare’s bottom and Clare let out a “don’t.” I knew Clare would be thinking perhaps Susan was treating her too much like a little girl.



“Do you mind young lady” Susan snapped, and then looked at me and asked “may I?”



“Of course.”



With that Susan lifted her hand and brought it down hard on Clare’s right bottom cheek and was rewarded by a loud gasp, followed by five more hard spanks on alternate bottom cheeks and five more gasps.



Susan said sternly “Please don’t speak whilst you are under punishment Clare as it invariably gets you a second spanking later on.”



Clare sobed, but accepted the instruction.



Susan continued “OK, why don’t you spank her like that. Make it really count.”



I took up the cudgels and spanked Clare much harder than before and I had to admit I was getting a huge amount of satisfaction from punishing my daughter, rather more satisfaction than she was getting I reckoned.



I stopped after a few dozen spanks only for Susan to say “that’s not nearly enough. Her bottom needs to be really red. I spank Clare for a good 15 minutes. I also find that 15 minutes corner time afterwards is good thinking time."



Nodding I spanked her hard for the 15 minutes suggested and her bottom really was very red. Clare was crying loudly. At the end I rubed her bottom to help calm her down, and whilst Clare was still crying I asked Susan “What other reasons do you spank Sally for?”



“Oh I don’t have set reasons. I adopt the true mother daughter relationship and simply decide when she needs to be spanked, and then spank her. There is no discussion, just knickers down and away I go.”



When Clare’s crying reverted to sobs I told her to get up. She stood in front of me, her hands by her side as according to Susan rubing was not yet permitted until she was told she could.



Susan and I were talking about her, not with her though.



Susan said “it’s important to me that friends of Sally are well behaved. I think discipline is a very important element of that.”



“So are you saying you would prefer to know that Clare is subject to proper discipline?”



Susan nodded, turned to Clare and said “so Clare, do you like being Sally’s friend?”



Clare looked up. “Yes I really do, and Sally likes me, don’t you Sally” she said, turning to her friend.



“Oh yes Clare I do like you, a lot. Mum’s right though, it will be best if we are both subject to the same discipline.”



“Really?”



“Yes Clare. I love my Mum and wouldn’t have it any other way. I know if I am naughty I get spanked, and it’s as straightforward as that.”



Susan said "Clare, why don't you ask your Mum to do the same with you?”



Wow, this is some special woman I thought. Clare was sobing and rubing her bottom, looked at Sally and knew she wanted to stay her friend, and managed to nod in agreement.



That’s agreed then I said “well Susan, how about a coffee?”



“Sounds good. Clare can stand in the corner in the kitchen with us so we can see her red bottom.”



I sent Clare to face the wall and I made coffee. Susan Sally and I sat at the table, glancing over to Clare whose back was to us, her hands on her head, her shirt having risen up and her red almost glowing bottom staring back at us.



“You did a good job” Susan said. “Look, I know my hand hurts after a while so I use this” she said, taking a wooden backed hairbrush out of her handbag. It looked wicked.



Susan continued “you know Sally would definitely have got a few dozen with this for snapping at me as she did.”



“Do you think Clare should be given them whilst the kettle is boiling?” I asked.



“Great thinking. You know, you must feel free to spank Sally if she is naughty whilst here. I only ask you tell me afterwards.”



“No problem, so I guess you should spank Clare when she is with you.”



We smiled at each other, I was picturing two 22 year old girls being spanked one after the other by this rather strict but friendly and warm woman.



Susan handed me the hairbrush. Clare sobed by the wall but didn’t look round. I knew she was barrassed by the conversation happening around her but reckoned this would enforce the new regime.



“Clare, over here please” I said sternly.



Clare walked over.



“Hands above your head please young lady” Susan snapped.



I could tell Clare was distinctly uncomfortable. She looked at me, begging with her eyes. I knew she was self conscious that she was naked below the waist and Susan would have a close up view of her private area.



Susan caught on and said casually “don’t worry Clare, I have one of those, so does your Mum.”



Clare still blushed. She looked at Sally who smiled in support, probably knowing that it wouldn’t be long before she will be in the same position, waiting to be ordered across her friend’s Mother’s lap to be thrashed by the same brush, or one like it.



I said “Oh my, your face is almost as red as your bottom, but don’t worry, once I have used this on your backside it will be as red as your face.”



I patted my knee and Clare obediently bent down so her unprotected bottom was again perched in position, allowing me the perfect angle for swinging the hairbrush. Twenty four hard swats later and Clare was sobing and crying like she hadn’t done ever before.



“I think this young lady might have learnt her lesson now, don’t you?” Susan said to me.



She directed the question to Clare who said “yes Mum, sorry Mum.”



“You really are sorry are you Clare?” I asked.



“Yes Mum, really really sorry.”



“That’s new” I said to Susan.



“It happens like that” she said, smiling.



“OK Clare, back facing the wall while we have coffee.”



We had a pleasant coffee. After a while I said “OK Clare, corner time is over so you can rub now.”



Clare thankfully rubed her bottom feeling more relaxed. She put her skirt and knickers back on and joined the others for her own coffee, back in everyone’s good books.



“Well Clare, a lesson well learnt.”



“Yes Mum, it’s just I was barrassed to be spanked in front of Susan and Sally.”



Susan said “oh that’s nothing Clare, Sally gets spanked in front of the whole family. I am sure knowing she will suffer the humiliation reduces the number of times she gets spanked though.”



I asked “how often do you need to spank Sally then?”



“It’s usually 4 or 5 times a month, that’s all.”



Clare gasped.



“It was far more in the early days of course, before she learnt it was better to be well behaved.”



“Of course” I said, smiling at Clare’s obvious discomfort.



Susan said “why don’t you two girls go upstairs so we can chat” she said smiling at me.



“I tell you what” I said, “why doesn’t Sally sleep over here tonight?”



“Yes please" Sally said quickly. Susan smiled in agreement.



As the two girls walked out Susan said “stay up there until we call you, or else.” They both knew what that meant.



Sally said “come on Clare, why don’t I rub some cool cream on that sore bottom of your.”



The two girls went upstairs hand in hand.



“Don’t forget, any noise and you both get this hairbrush” Susan shouted after them. The comment was met by giggles from the girls as they disappeared.



“Thank you Susan.”



“No problem” she answered and without any warning she leant forward to kiss me. I thought she was going to kiss my cheek but she kissed me on the lips. It was no mistake as she made no effort to withdraw but instead pressed her lips harder. I put my hand behind her head and pulled her in even harder and as she opened her <mouth my tongue found hers and we kissed merrily, playing with each other’s tongues.



Susan took my hand and in a whisper said “I was so turned on by watching you spank Clare” as she put my hand under her skirt and left me to feel between her legs. It was clear she really was turned on and I quickly edged my hand inside her knickers and felt just how wet she was.



I didn’t resist when Susan put her hand inside my knickers and felt my own wet hair mound.



“That rug looks welcoming” Sally said as we both removed our tops, bras, skirts and finally our knickers, lying next to each other on the rug.



“What about the girls?” I asked.



“They won’t dare, not knowing they will both get the hairbrush.”



“Should we be turned on by spanking our daughters?” I asked.



“Well I can tell you both my sons get turned on when I spank them. They might have been naughty but that doesn’t stop their erection pressing down on my thighs and a stain on my skirt.”



“And Sally”



“I don’t think so, but it’s possible.”



“How come your kids are so happy when they get spanked so often?”



“It’s quite straightforward really” Susan said. “It’s only the one being spanked who isn’t enjoying it, judging by the amount of crying they do. On the other hand the boys get erections whilst they watch, even when they are being spanked, and Sally is smiling as she watches and when she is spanked she gets over it very quickly anyway.”



“Really?”



“Look, the important thing is they only get spanked when they earn it and their behaviour is far far better than other families where the parents just allow their kids to run all over them. But enough of the kids. Now it’s you and me.”



We wrapped our arms around each other, caressing each other’s bodies, Susan’s soft breasts, her thankfully slightly podgy stomach, her silky thighs and then we each slid down to the others wet hair mound and brought the other to a glorious orgasm.



We lay in each other’s arms and talked. We agreed to meet on Saturday to go shopping together, then have some lunch and go back to hers. We would spank both girls in the morning to get us in the mood “whether they deserve it or not” Susan said with a wicked laugh. It wouldn’t be so bad I thought.



Afterwards I walked Susan out to the door. "Thanks for coming. An unexpected outcome, though."



She smiled. "I’m glad I could help you. Us Mum’s need to stick together sometimes. Sally used to be a terror, but is a nice young woman now."



I went upstairs and knocked on Clare’s door. I could hear movement inside before she called out I could come in. I saw their clothes were not straight and their hair was dishevelled. Had they made out whilst we made out downstairs I wondered?



I ignored it for now and said “What a really nice Mum you have Sally.”



Clare came over and gave me a kiss. “I’ve been talking to Sally and you are right. I am not well behaved enough nor nice enough to you and want you to be strict so I can change.”



“That’s fine with me Clare but you realise that will mean lots of trips across my lap for a spanking.” Wow, not just fine but exactly what I wanted.



“I know Mum, just like Sally’s Mum does but if it works then it’s worth it.”



I put the hairbrush on Clare’s chest of drawers and saw her looking warily at it. “It’s a reminder for you to behave Clare” I said.



“Good idea Mum” she said, swallowing hard but then looking at me, smiling. “So can you be strict with me Mum?”



“Yes, it’s a deal” I said and kissed her on the cheek. I added” right, it’s tea time, so Clare can you lay the table please?" for the first time ever I thought.



"Sure Mum."



"Do you know where the cutlery is?" I asked.



"I'll find it." Both girls went downstairs.



I looked at her bed and spotted something just poking out from under her pillow. I picked it up and realised they were Clare’s knickers, the ones she was wearing downstairs. I felt them and they were wet. So they did make out up here, and now my daughter isn’t even wearing any knickers. It made me feel even more positive about the new discipline regime, and one I will fully enforce.



I went downstairs and found both 22 year old girls had almost finished laying the table. I heard them giggling as I walked downstairs but they stopped when they saw me. Instant respect I thought. It’s funny what the threat of a spanking can do.



“Come on girls, lighten up. We are going to have a nice evening.”



Clare smiled and said “yes Mum, until one of us gets a spanking.”



I laughed, “Yes, but even so the only person not having a nice time just then will be the one I am spanking.”



That got them both laughing.



We played cards and board games for a couple of hours and we were all having fun. Then I said it was time for bed. I saw a reflection of Sally in the glass front to the sideboard just as she pulled a funny face at me, and then blew a kiss at Clare with a broad smile. I thought it was rather disrespectful.



I snapped “that’s so rude Sally.”



Sally froze then blustered “how did you see, I mean I didn’t do ..”



“Don’t lie Sally, that’s even worse.”



Both girls froze, staring at me, holding their breaths. They were obviously apprehensive. I just wondered at how much respect they were showing me. The power was gripping. I was so excited.



I said “well you wanted me to be strict” and I looked at Sally and said “Sally you have earned a spanking so please go to Clare’s bedroom and get the hairbrush I left on her chest of drawers.”



Sally groaned.



I added “by the way, Clare left her knickers on her bed so you may as well remove yours as well and leave them there also as you won’t be needing them for a while.”



Sally groaned again but turned and scampered off, obviously used to going quickly when she is about to be punished. A 22 year old doing what she is told quickly because she knows she is going to be spanked. Intoxicating.



“Sit down and watch Clare” I said shortly to my daughter. I smiled as she sat down, her thighs tight together. I don’t suppose she even realised her hand was between her legs, touching herself I reckoned. She was going to enjoy watching I thought.



A few moments later Sally returned and handed me the hairbrush and a few moments later I put her across my lap and her smooth bare bottom was staring up at me. She gasped as I rested the hairbrush on her bottom.



I looked at Clare who was grinning. “You see Clare I did say that if I spanked one of you the only unhappy person would be the one I am actually spanking.”



Clare didn’t answer but I can see her thighs tighten further with her hand still touching herself so I imagine she will be well aroused soon. I look down at Sally’s bare bottom knowing I will not be letting her up until it is burning red and she is crying her eyes out. I fully expect her to part her legs whilst she squirms around during the spanking and I will then feel her hair mound and suspect she too will actually be aroused.



I know I felt wonderfully alive. Previously if Sally had been so rude I would have got myself in to a state and become very tense. Now though I was confident, in control, had the respect of both 22 year olds, and knew my anger will be quickly released as I give Sally the thrashing she deserves. 22 years old or not, I am going to so enjoy giving her this thrashing.



I was also aware my knickers were wet and I realised how aroused I was just at the thought of what lay ahead tonight. I smiled, lifted the brush and brought it down on Sally’s bare bottom. She gasped, Clare jumped at the sound of the slap, and my knickers got even more moist.



I looked again at Clare and said with true conviction "You know Clare, this is such a great idea of yours. I promise to be very strict just like Sally's Mum from now on, exactly as you asked."


“That’s great Mum” she replied happily whilst wincing at the same time, probably conscious of the fact it won’t be too long before she is naughty again and ends up across my lap for much of the same.

I set about thrashing the 22 year old with relish. Clare’s eyes were agog at the sight of the hairbrush, her hand still between her legs. I had the chance to feel Sally as her legs parted and found she was moist, somehow whilst being thrashed so hard. I knew my knickers were wet and had to make sure the girls didn’t find out.


Suddenly I was really looking forward to Saturday when I meet up with Susan, and in the meantime reckoned we were all going to enjoy ourselves tonight when we got to bed.



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