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Age Doesn't Matter
18 year old Tessa dominates and spanks an older woman
18 year old Tessa snapped at 52 year old Rita “I said now. Go to the spare room and take your skirt and knickers off because I am going to thrash you.”
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The time had come for Tessa to give the older woman an Authority spanking, to show which of the two was in charge. The 18 year old or the 52 year old. Tessa stood with her hands on her hips, tapping one foot, waiting for the older woman’s response.
Rita directed her comment at Janet, Tessa’s 43 year old Mother. Whilst she thought she had conditioned herself to accept the discipline of the 18 year old now the time had arrived she had second thoughts. “Please, Tessa is just 18 years old, so she shouldn’t spank me at my age.”
Janet scoffed. “Really, so what’s the difference between an 18 year old and a 43 year old spanking a 52 year old? Anyway, we have been through this haven’t we Rita!”
“Why can’t you be the only one to spank me?” Rita knew it sounded like a whine but couldn’t help it.
Janet was getting cross and Rita knew it. “You miss the point. You are 52 and going to be spanked. Does it really matter how old the spanker is? Really matter I mean?”
Rita saw the point and didn’t have an answer.
Janet continued “exactly. Anyway, I can’t force you. Do you want to go home?”
Rita said quickly “oh no, I would just prefer you to spank me if I need one.”
“That isn’t on either. If you stay, and you are most welcome to as you will soon be my mother in law anyway, then you will be grounded until you accept your punishment.”
Rita said “grounded?”
“Yes grounded, in your room.”
Rita looked at Tessa who had a wide smirk on her face. Tessa knew what her Mother was doing and was looking forward to it. The teenager really was getting quite wearisome with David’s Mother, 52 years old but so whiney. She needs a good spanking just to show her she can’t carry on that way and so was enjoying Rita’s discomfort at being treated like a disobedient child.
“My room?” Rita exploded sounding like a sulky teenager.
“Yes, your room” Janet said and calmly walked over to Rita, spun her around, and gave her a smack on her bottom, more to barrass than hurt as it was over her skirt. It had the desired effect though.
Rita calmed down and asked “for how long then?”
Janet thought for a second then said “well we were going to all have lunch and go shopping. Now this has happened you will get your lunch brought to your room and you can eat it there. David and I will go shopping but Tessa will have to stay here and supervise you.”
“But I wanted to go shopping as well” Rita moaned.
“So accept your spanking and then you can” Janet answered matter of factly.
Rita stayed silent so Janet added sternly “then go to your room and stay there.”
Rita huffed a bit, turned, and went upstairs. The other three had lunch in the dining room. Tessa took Rita’s upstairs to her room.
“Leave the tray outside your room when you have finished. If you need to go to the bathroom make sure you ask me first. Do not just go. Understood?”
Rita had very little time for the teenager. She strutted around as though she was in charge, but what was she, just an 18 year old who thought a lot of herself. Well it wasn’t going to wash with her, not a 52 year old. Rita glared at the 18 year old, then asked “what happens if I disobey you?”
Tessa smiled and said “easy, have you seen Mum’s cane?”
“Cane?” Rita asked quietly, almost in a hush. She wasn’t expecting that reply.
“Yes, it’s wicked. She’s used it on David. On his bare bottom. It leaves lovely straight weal’s and David in tears.”
Tessa allowed the answer to sink in before adding “and if you disobey me or Mum you can reckon on being on the receiving end as well as you will really be are in our bad books. Mum likes to use it. It turns her on in fact. I reckon I’ll like to use it as well.”
“Is that what you reckon?” Rita snapped as she took the tray and sat on the bed, looking away from Tessa as though dismissing her. Mind you she felt far less confident than she sounded. Had she under estimated the 18 year old?
Tessa gave Rita a cross look and said smartly “have it your way but like it or not you will be going across my lap and I will teach you rudeness doesn’t pay” before turning and leaving the room.
Rita started to regret her attitude towards the teenager, but she just couldn’t help it really.
A few minutes later Janet went to see Rita, before going shopping.
“I understand Tessa told you about my cane.”
“Yes Janet” Rita said, suddenly very respectful. She didn’t want to feel the cane for sure.
“You will do exactly as Tessa tells you when I am out. Exactly. Do you understand?”
Rita was silent. How could she be made to obey an 18 year old?
Janet was furious with the lack of an answer and went and sat on the bed, “Come here” she ordered. Rita stood by the 43 year old and was horrified when she lifted up her skirt so it was well above her waist.
“Hold it” Janet demanded.
Rita took hold of the skirt and gasped when Janet started to rub her thigh.
“You will obey Tessa my girl and that’s final” she almost hissed as she drew her hand back and brought it down hard on the older woman’s leg and smiled when she gasped out loud. Rita groaned when she realised Janet had drawn her hand back again and smacked her other leg just as hard.
“Do you understand Rita?”
“Yes” Rita readily agreed, anything not to be smacked again. It didn’t work.
“Right. Your choice. The cane on your bottom or my hand on your legs. Choose quickly.”
Rita sobed and said “hand.”
Janet smiled, glared at her, pulled her hand back, said “six on each leg then” and as Rita groaned so the first smack hit home, then the rest without any let up. Rita was gasping and sobing by the end and even when Janet had finished she stood there holding her skirt close to her, eyes scrunched closed.
“Good girl Rita” Janet said, as she got up and stood behind the older woman, pulled the older woman’s knickers down so her bottom was bare, put the palm of her hand on her left bottom cheek, said “rber” before smacking her hard on her left bottom cheek and harder on her right bottom cheek. “OK?” she asked.
“Yes Janet” came the wet reply.
“Give me a hug then.” Janet turned and threw her arms around the 43 year olds neck who ran her hands around the older woman’s waist placing one hand on her bottom. She gave her bottom a couple of light smacks and said “Tessa is in charge” before kissing her cheek, turning and walking out of the room.
Rita thought how she so would so prefer it if Janet disciplined her. She was so firm in her approach and Rita found it easy to do as Janet told her. Not so with Tessa, but it was Tessa who was left in charge of her now.
Janet and David went shopping and Tessa sat in the lounge watching the TV, having it loud enough so she knew Rita will be able to hear it. There were no books or other form of entertainment in Rita’s bedroom so she will be bored soon enough.
At 2 O’ clock Rita asked to go to the bathroom. Tessa escorted her to the bathroom and waited outside before escorting her back to the bedroom and closing the door. At 3 O’clock she asked the same and again at 5 O’clock. When on the third occasion they got back to the bedroom Tessa announced “right, time for your bath as its lights out at 6 O’clock for you Rita.”
“6 O’clock? You are joking.”
Tessa didn’t argue. She just walked in to her Mother’s bedroom and a few seconds later came back out holding the cane. She swished it a couple of times and Tessa asked “anything else you want to say?”
Rita looked wide eyed at the cane, then at Tessa and just shook her head, looking at the floor.
Tessa asked “do you want to accept the spanking instead?”
Rita looked at Tessa, was almost ready to say yes, but shook her head again.
“OK, then let’s go to the bathroom.”
Rita walked in front of Tessa and led the way to the bathroom. She tried to close the door behind her but Tessa blocked her and walked in to the bathroom. Rita was about to say something but Tessa snapped “I have to supervise you, and supervise you I will. Now run the bath and get undressed.”
Rita stalled but Tessa snapped “don’t forget that cane.”
Rita started to undress. She glanced at Tessa and felt an element of respect. Only 18 years old but she certainly handled herself well. Still well in charge of the situation. Rita had to admit to herself she hardly expected to find herself getting undressed knowing the 18 year old would be watching her wash herself. Maybe it was the waspish voice, or the stern manner, but she was actually starting to like the girl. She didn’t show it of course as she undressed.
Tessa smiled to herself. The cane threat was really working. The old girl was falling in line and she reckoned she might even get to spank her tonight. Either way she thought Rita was less defiant now than before. Maybe it was being alone all that time and she had thought it through? Maybe she was just getting tired of objecting and realised she would have to accept the spanking. Either way Tessa felt she was getting closer.
Tessa filled the bath and turned around to find Rita standing behind her, naked but waiting obediently.
“OK Rita, in to the bath” she ordered, thinking that Rita looked a bit fitter than she had expected.
“Smacked legs I see” Tessa said, thinking how she would like to smack the older woman’s legs herself right now.
“Janet” Rita said.
“She does find smacking legs so rewarding.”
Rita sat down but the water was clear and Tessa looked at Rita from head to toe, realising Rita was feeling barrassed but kept looking anyway.
“Ok Rita, I’ll wash you now” Tessa said, knowing she was perhaps pushing her luck but thought it worthwhile testing the older woman. To her enjoyment Rita blushed but nodded. Tessa picked up the soap and soaked her hands.
Rita was surprised at the statement but having eyed the 18 year old, and with her new found respect, she decided to go with the flow so to speak. A few seconds later and Tessa was washing the older woman’s face, followed by her arms from her fingers to under her armpits. Tessa asked Rita to lift one leg and she washed right up to the top of her thigh, followed by the other leg.
Both women knew the remaining areas were much more personal. Tessa had decided she quite enjoyed herself and whilst originally she thought the 52 year old was too old for her, she was now having second thoughts.
“I’ll do your front now” Tessa said as she soaped her hands and carefully washed every inch of each of Rita’s soft breasts. Still no objection Tessa noticed.
Rita waited for the next instruction to come. “Kneel Rita so I can wash your bottom” she said, knowing she was going to wash rather more than her bottom.
Rita knelt as again Tessa soaped her hands and washed first Rita’s bottom whilst at the same time washing Rita’s stomach and working her way down to between her legs and she tenderly massaged Rita’s pussy and again the 52 year old just accepted the 18 year olds touch.
Tessa’s face was inches from Rita’s and she turned to look straight in to her eyes and asked “are you ready for your spanking Rita because I think it’s time.”
Rita gave the slightest of nods and said “yes Tessa. I need you to discipline me.”
“Good” Tessa snapped, half smiling, and Rita reacted with a smile of her own, more pensive than Tessa’s but then again she was the one who was about to have her bottom seriously reddened.
Tessa pressed home her control by rubing Rita’s pussy again as though washing it, and heard Rita gasp and breath in deeply, but still not object. At that moment both the 52 year old and the 18 year old knew just who controlled whom.
“Let’s get you dry “Tessa instructed.
Rita stood up and stepped out of the bath. Tessa had the towel ready’ wrapped it around Rita, and started to rub her dry, and when she tenderly rubed between her legs Rita spread them apart as she closed her eyes and gasped.
Tessa let the towel drop to the floor and asked “ready Rita?”
“Yes Tessa” she answered, taking Rita’s arm and gently turned the 52 year old around and gave her a smart smack on her bottom.
“No need to get dressed Rita. Let’s go straight to the spare room shall we” she stated.
They both walked out of the bathroom. Just then the front door opened and Janet and David returned home.
Tessa shouted down “good timing Mum, I am about to give Rita her discipline spanking.”
“Good one” Janet shouted, then added “why not do it down here so we can watch? There’s a hairbrush in the side cabinet dear.”
“Good thinking Mum. Ok Rita, let’s go downstairs” she ordered.
“I’m naked Tessa” she said quietly, wide eyed and added “and David is there.”
“Oh come on Rita, he’s going to see you across my lap and I am sure he has seen you naked before, when he was younger anyway.”
Rita knew she couldn’t go back now so nodded and started down the stairs. Tessa was again surprised how the 52 year old was now almost totally obedient. Maybe she wasn’t such a bad old bird after all.
David blushed when he realised his Mother was naked. Janet smiled. Rita blushed also when she saw them both.
“David, sit over there with me” Janet ordered, leaving Tessa to give Rita her orders.
“OK Rita, wait there” she ordered as she went to the table and turned the spanking chair in to the room before going to the side cabinet and taking the wooden backed hairbrush from the top drawer. Tessa went back to the chair and sat down.
“Stand there Rita” the 18 year old ordered. The naked Rita stepped across smartly and stood in front of the 18 year old.
Rita looked at Tessa properly for the first time and thought how sexy she looked in her short black skirt bare legs, her white bikini top showing off her almost flat stomach. Childish but sexy, somehow strict when her dominant tone of voice is taken in to account. Definitely not someone to disobey.
“Let me remind you why you are here” Tessa snapped. “I am showing you in the most direct way possible that you are subject to my authority, my control. You will do as I say, when I say it, just as you should your own parents. Indeed, I am taking the parental role, and will discipline you as though you have been sufficiently disobedient to have earned the sternest of spankings. Any questions Rita?”
“No Tessa” the now submissive Rita answered.
“Good, then get across my lap and be quick about it” she instructed. Rita nodded and bent across the teenagers lap. Once there she felt less exposed somehow, albeit her bare bottom was staring prominently up from Tessa’s slim lap. Janet and David watched her ample breasts flop forward as Rita stretched her arms out in front of herself to steady herself on the floor.
Tessa landed her first spank immediately and drew a gasp followed by many more gasps as she methodically spanked the naked bottom lying unprotected across her knee. She pursed her lips as she was intent on ensuring this was a spanking 52 year old Rita would rber as slowly but surely Rita’s silky smooth ivory bottom turned first pink and then red and then a deeper shade of red. Unrelenting. Pitiless. Spanking harder as Rita started to squirm and moan. Scolding her at the same time, reminding her who was in charge and who had to listen to whom. Enjoying how her flat hand was causing Rita’s ample bottom to bounce around.
Rita was surprised at the sting of Tessa’s hand as she spanked her. She had only been spanked by Janet the once and assumed she would easily cope with a spanking from a slim 18 year old girl. How wrong that seemed. This confident and brash 18 year old was certainly giving her a hard time.
Rita heard Tessa berating her, about how she needs to behave properly and respect those trying to teach her good behaviour. She baulked when she heard Tessa tell her she needs to act her age. How dare she, she thought. I’m 52 years old being told to act my age by an18 year old. Really, she thought. Then the pain of the spanking took over, the constant thrashing of Tessa’s hand on her bottom was taking its toll. Rather than listen to the scolding that also continued unabated she was now squirming around on the teenager’s lap knowing she could not avoid the hand spanks but also not able to lie still. Rita realised she was learning even more respect for the teenager who was spanking her every bit as hard as Janet. Yes Tessa, I will be good she thought, I understand you are annoyed, but please don’t spank so hard. That unspoken plea went unheeded of course
The pain increased once Tessa picked up the hairbrush and started to thrash her with it, unrelenting and with the forceful threat of future spankings if she misbehaves. Rita felt the tears well up in her eyes and stream down her face. She knew she was being punished for sure.
When after what seemed forever the spanking stopped Rita’s crying continued unabated. Tessa kept her open palm on Rita’s bottom which was now very red indeed and warm to the touch, whilst slowly slowly Rita recovered her composure. Tessa told her to get up and a still tearful Rita stood, rubing her bottom although knowing it didn’t rub the pain away at all, and stood in front of her teenage thrasher, waiting to be told what to do next.
“Do you now understand who is in charge Rita?”
“Yes Tessa, you are.”
“Who has authority over your behaviour?”
“You do Tessa. I will always listen to you and do what you say.”
“And if you don’t?”
“You will discipline me Tessa.”
“Exactly. Good girl.”
Tessa looked at her Mother and asked “well Mum, what did you think?”
Janet laughed and said “I don’t think Rita will question you in future darling.”
“So, what now?” Tessa asked.
Janet said “maybe you should feel between Rita’s legs. You might be surprised.”
“Really?” responded Tessa who rubed her fingers between Rita’s legs and along her vaginal lips. She looked surprised and said “moist, wet even. So Rita you were aroused by my spanking?”
“More than I imagined I would be Tessa” she answered smiling, but looking comical with her tear stained face.
“I see, then maybe you should feel me then” she stated.
Rita felt under Tessa’s skirt.
“No, go inside my knickers Rita.”
Rita slipped her hand over the waistband of the teenager’s knickers and gasped when she felt the wetness.
“Oh” she said.
“And your nipples are so erect Tessa” Rita said.
“Shall I?” Rita asked and when Tessa nodded she felt the 18 year olds breasts through her bikini top and revelled when Tessa gasped.
“Right, Tessa” said, “I think Rita and I will be going to my bedroom Mum” she said looking at Rita and enjoying the smile she was given.
Janet said “well just so you know, David was misbehaving at the shops so he is about to get a spanking and then we will be going to my bedroom.”
David added “I thought you were going to give me a cold caning first?”
Janet smiled and said “yes darling, twelve strokes if I recall. I look forward to giving them to you.”
Tessa smiled at her Mother as she knew just how turned on she was when she gave a caning.
Tessa turned to Rita and said in a mock stern voice said “follow me” and the two of them walked out of the room.
Tessa lay on the bed facing Rita, one leg hooked over the older woman’s thighs, both caressing the other’s breasts whilst kissing each other, tongues entwined.
Rita said during a gap “it’s strange isn’t it, my son enjoying being spanked by a woman almost old enough to be his mother, and me being disciplined by a teenager, but I find the need to watch my step with you or face a trip across your lap so exciting.”
“Everyone to their own Rita. I am going to enjoy it as well. Having authority over you is so stimulating. I never thought I would want a woman older than my Mum to share my bed, but now I have parental authority over you, and I am going to enjoy being very strict with you, I can’t wait to enjoy each others body. It will be different to Mum though. She both protects and corrects David. You however will be looking after me, and I will be disciplining you, so it’s you protect me and I correct you.”
“That works for me Tessa.”
They both heard the scream together, and when they were silent they heard the swish followed by another scream.
“I guess David is struggling with the cold caning” Rita said. “I hope he’ll be OK.”
“Well, Mum will give him such a present afterwards he will be wanting another cold caning soon enough” Tessa said laughing. “Anyway, it won’t be that long before you earn the cane.”
Rita thought about that. The cane. “Really?”
“Don’t worry Rita, I’ll be kind with you and take it easy, to begin with.”
“Oh, that sounds OK then.” Rita still wasn’t sure, but one thing she did know was that if Tessa set her mind to it there was no doubt her teenage friend would use that cane on her bare butt and soon.
Tessa stroked Rita’s thigh and eased her fingers across Rita’s vagina, and it was wet.
“Thought so Rita, it’s turning you on just thinking about that cane, which is good because it is turning me on real fast.”
“Really Tessa?” Rita asked, miles away, thinking wistfully about bending over for the cane. “If that works for you” she added, feeling herself being edged towards an orgasm by the gently manipulation of her pussy by her wonderful 18 year old friend.
“I’ll tell you what works for me Rita” Tessa said with a wicked smile.
“What’s that Tessa?” Rita asked still blissfully unaware of how her strict young friend was expecting to be satisfied first.
Tessa took her fingers away from Rita’s pussy, reached across and opened the drawer of her bedside cabinet and took out a huge black strap-on. “Mum gave me this and suggested you use it on me.”
“Well, if you insist” Rita said, smiling, thinking this young lady certainly knows what she wants.
“I do, straight after you put your head between my legs and lick me to orgasm” she said sharply as she gave Rita a hard smack on her leg.
Rita yelped thinking how quickly what was nearly an orgasm had turned to a discipline smack before saying respectfully “Anything you say Tessa, anything you say.”
If you enjoyed this story read the earlier chapters, starting with "Protect and Correct"
Business And Pleasure Does Mix When Related
Niece comes and works for the same company that her aunt works for
As she stood silently watching her niece Lori undress, Jill marveled at how beautiful he niece had became over the years. "My God, she's so sleek and soft," she thought as she continued to stare at the young woman's thin, firm body.
"Come on, slowpoke!" Lori teased. "I want to see some of your sexy body too."
Jill began fumbling with the buttons on her blouse. She was nervous, terribly nervous. She had never been with another woman and at age 50, she was feeling like a schoolgirl on her first date. Lori was half her age. So young, yet at the moment, so much more experienced than Jill.
"Here, let me help." Lori said as she bounced across the bed toward Jill. She unbuttoned Jill's blouse and slipped it off of her. Jill reached behind and unsnapped her bra, letting it fall to the floor. Lori held her hands and whispered softly, "It's OK. You're beautiful and I'm beautiful and we both have wanted this for a long time. It's not wrong.'
Jill pulled her close, softly bracing her niece. The sensation of their breasts together sent a wave of excitement through her body. "I know, I know." she answered. "I'm not feeling guilty. Jim would understand. It's just...Well, you're so much younger. I mean you're your cousin's age and I've never even touched another woman in this way.
Lori placed her finger against her aunt's lips and pulled her down onto the bed. They lay next to each other, silently staring into each other's eyes. Lori brought her lips to Jill's. Jill felt her body tense up. As Lori's tongue began to caress her lips and tongue, Jill's breath grew short and she pulled the young woman's body tight against her. She returned her kiss with a passion she had not felt before.
"Oh God, I want you." Jill cried. "I have wanted you since your sixteenth birthday and now as you work for the company.. I dream about you. I watch your every move at the office. I lay awake at night, touching myself, thinking of you."
Lori rested her head on the pillow and smiled at he aunt. She had wanted this beautiful woman, too. She had been with many women, girls really. But Jill was different. She was sensual in a way no girl could be. Her breasts were soft and round, her hips and ass firm but giving. She moved and spoke with class and dignity. Lori knew that having her would be like nothing she had ever experienced. She was treasuring this moment.
"Let me show you how much I've wanted you." Lori answered.
She lowered her mouth onto Jill's breast and began to swirl her tongue around the stiff, erect nipple. Jill's back arched as Lori began to pull the nipple gently between her teeth. She let her fingertips softly caress Jill's inner thighs.
Jill pulled her firmly to her, rubing her shaved mound against the young woman's soft thighs. She felt a wave of electricity flow through her body as her clit began to throb. It was as if the words came from some unknown place as Jill moaned, "Eat me! Please lick me!" She had never talked dirty in bed before and she knew she was losing control, but somehow didn't care.
Lori let her tongue slide down slowly toward her desire. She kissed and licked her thighs teasingly until Jill could take it no more. She grabed Lori's hair and pulled her face into her dripping pussy. Lori sank her tongue deep into Jill's wet pussy, licking her juices back into her mouth. She sucked on her swollen lips, letting her nose rub against the hard clit protruding from its hood. As she let her tongue flick the hard clit, Jill's thighs squeezed against her head, trapping her firmly in place.
"Lick it! I'm cuming! Suck it! My God!!!!" Jill felt her body ignite. Wave after wave spread out from her clit sending pleasure throughout her body. She pulled Lori's face away from her drenched pussy, her clit too sensitive to touch.
"Oh my God, Oh my God..." was all she could mutter as she looked down at Lori's beautiful smile, glistening with her cum.
Lori slid her tongue up Jill's stomach, swirling around her nipples and finally kissing her deeply, allowing Jill to taste her own juices.
Jill could barely catch her breath. She had never had a problem with orgasms, but never had she one this intense. "Is it always like this with women?" she asked.
Lori laughed, "Only when you are with someone you desire."
She pulled her aunt’s head to her breast and let her have her first taste of a woman. Lori moaned as Jill's passion was directed to her hard nipples. She kissed, licked and sucked them with an intensity Lori had never experienced before. She could feel her own juices beginning to flow and quickly straddled over her lover's eager mouth.
Jill took a tentative lick at the dripping pussy above her face. She wasn't sure that she would be able to do this, but the scent and the sweetness of Lori's wetness overwhelmed her. She suddenly found herself sucking on her pussy; wanting every drop in her mouth. She sunk her tongue deep in her, reaming her young lovers cunt. Jill heard Lori moaning as off in a distance. She felt her shutter as she came, the sweet juices exploding into her mouth. But she could not stop. She wanted more. Jill attacked Lori's clit. It was very large, much larger than hers. She pulled it into her mouth and sucked it like she was sucking her husband's cock. Her hands grabed Lori's firm, thin ass and pulled her tighter to her waiting mouth.
Jill was in another world. Sight and sound disappeared, leaving her only this beautiful pussy and the sweetness she could smell and taste. Lori's juices seemed endless. She came over and over again pushing her pussy down onto Jill's eager tongue. She knew Jill would be a sensual lover but the level of her passion was putting Lori over the top.
A feeling was building within her that she had never felt before. It was as if her whole being was being pulled through her swollen clit into Jill's body. It released with an explosion as all her fluids released at once onto Jill.
Jill felt the warmth of cum and pee wash into her mouth and over her face. She wanted it to wash over her forever. Time had lost all meaning long ago. The stream of warmth engulfed her in an eternity. She wanted her lover right here, like this, forever. But there were other pleasures awaiting her she could not imagine at the moment.
Jill's thoughts were broken by the tingling sensation of her nipple being teased by Lori's swirling tongue. Her fingers brushed gently along her inner thigh. Jill laid her head back against the pillow and closed her eyes, letting the sensations take control of her mind. Lori spread the lips of Jill's pussy and began to roll her clit between two fingers. As it hardened, she whispered into Jill's ear, "I think my lady's ready to continue."
Jill opened her eyes and smiled, "I know I am."
She let her legs spread to give Lori open access to her pussy. A smile crossed her face as her young lover slid her fingers into her now wet canal. Jill moaned as Lori reached in deep and let her fingers circle around the inside of her pussy.
"mmmmm...that feels nice," she said.
Lori licked her neck and shoulder as she slid all her fingers into Jill, her thumb rubing the swollen clit. Jill arched her back and hips to meet Lori's thrusts.
"Fuck me, honey. Fuck me hard," Jill moaned. "Make me cum on your hand."
Lori rolled her over onto her knees, keeping her hand pumping in and out of the dripping hole. She moistened two fingers of her other hand and began to slide them into aunt's puckered asshole.
"Oh my God! Don't stop! Fuck me! Please fuck me!" Jill shouted. As a powerful orgasm ripped through her, Jill's muscles clamped onto Lori's hand, holding it deep inside her. Her breath sputtered and she gasped, "Don't move. Don't move your hand."
They lay motionless until the Jill's vaginal muscles slowly relaxed and she let Lori's hand slide out. She rolled over onto her back and smiled at her love. Lori gave her a seductive look and took her wet hand and began to rub her own pussy with Jill's juices.
Jill hopped off the bed and took Lori's face in her hands. "I believe you are going to like the treat I have for you, love." She crossed the room to the closet and brought out a shoebox. Reaching in, Jill lifted out the strap-on she and her husband used so often. It had a huge, 10", life-like penis attached to it.
"I know what this feels like on the receiving end," Jill teased. "Now I can find out what Jim feels." She placed her legs through the openings and pulled the harness in to place - tightening the straps securely around her hips.
Jill squirted lube onto the ruber penis and stroked it; spreading the lube up and down it's length. "Need a hand with that," Lori said coyly.
"No," Jill replied. "Believe me, I have everything under control. Up on your knees, sweetie."
Lori rolled forward onto her knees - her head resting on the bed - her ass raised high. Jill positioned herself behind her, holding the heavy cock in her hand. As Lori reached back to spread her lips, Jill slowly inserted the first inch into her.
"Slowly," Lori moaned. "I'm not used to anything this big."
Jill let the cock slide slowly in and out of her lover's pussy, penetrating deeper with each stoke. After a few minutes of gentle probing, she grabed Lori's hips and pulled her back, burying the entire length deep into her.
"Oh shit!" Lori cried. "It hurts.
"Do you want me to stop?"
"No, no no...." she moaned. "It feels good, too."
Jill looked down, admiring Lori's beautiful ass as she moved her hips back and forth. She had an overwhelming feeling of masculine power as she drove the cock deep with each thrust. "I like giving this as much as getting it," she thought to herself. She rbered one of her husband's tricks and wet her thumb. She pressed it into Lori ass, pushing down until she could feel the veins of the cock through the thin separation between her pussy and ass. She could feel Lori shutter as a strong orgasm went through her. Jill knew from experience that there would be more.
Lori lifted herself and grabed the headboard, pushing back to meet Jill's thrusts. Her skin was shining from the sweat of her efforts. She was cumming rapidly now and could only muttered garbled grunts. When she could take no more, she collapsed on the bed, spent and motionless. Jill removed the cock from her young lover's raw pussy. She slid the harness off her hips and holding the cock, lay next to Lori.
Jill stared into her dark eyes, completely lost in her spent passion. "I love you, honey, she whispered. "I want us to stay like this forever."
Lori kissed her aunt tenderly and sighed, "Hold me, love, just hold me."
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Crossdressing with Mom
How I got started.
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It all started when I was feeling lonely. I had just broken up with my girlfriend and I was feeling really horny. I rbered how I felt when I grabed a pair of her silk panties and jerked off into them. I don't know what made me think of it, but I realized my mom was at work, and I was wondering if she had some nice panties.
I went into her room, opened up her panty drawer. The smell of pussy waived into my nose. I noticed she had a lot of sexy panties. My cock was straining my jeans. I grabed the first pair of silk panties; a nice black pair, with lace trim. I dropped my jeans, lay down on her bed, wrapped my hard cock in them. I did that for a few minutes and then I grabed another pair of panties and brought them to my nose. The smell was intoxicating. I jerked off with more enthusiasm. The feel of the panties and the smell drove me so far of the edge, I took my jeans off all the way and I put her undies on.
I started rubing my cock through the panties. I guess I must have had my eyes closed, because the next thing I noticed, was my mom standing in the door way, her had up her skirt, and down the front of her panties. I could feel my cheeks turning red, and I started to sit up.
My mom said, "don't let me stop you," as she came to the bed. Her hand came out from under her skirt and she sat down beside me. My hand was still on my dick and she took it away. She then said, "You look so hot in my panties". She reached up under her skirt, removed her panties and handed them to me. The pale blue cotton panties were wet, had the faintest smell of her pussy, and I immediately brought them to my nose. She started rubing my penis through the panties I was wearing. I swear it grew another inch the second she touched it.
She started rubing it more adn more, all the while telling me how she wanted to see me in more of her panties. She could tell I was close to cumming, because all of a sudden she removed her hand, pulled the panties down, and took my cock in her mouth. I knew I wasn't going to last long. With the smell of her panties, and her mouth on my cock, the stimulation was just too much. I started to shake and lost it. I unloaded my cum down her throat. She took it all and what seemed like an eternity, she released my cock and smiled. I still had her wet panties on my nose and was just breathing in her pussy smell, as I regained my senses. She went to her dresser, started rummaging thru her drawers, and she pulled out another pair of panties, a bra, garter belt and stockings. The bra and panties were a hot pink, and the garter belt and stockings were black.
She then took me to the bathroom, ran a bath, and told me to shave off all my hair. I then realized, not only did she want to see me in her panties, but all her clothes as well. I started getting more turned on, and I got in the tub. My mom left and I shaved all my hair off. After half an hour, I got out, and went back to her room. There she was.. in a short red nighty, red panties, and red stockings. My cock was hard again at this point. My mom helped me get dressed. The stockings on my shaved legs was a feeling I have never experienced before. The garter belt was next wrapped around my waist, the panties and bra went on after. My cock was nearly ready to break out of the panties I was wearing, and I could tell my mom like what she saw. I was standing in the middle of her room, and she came up to me and started rubing my cock. She then took my hand and placed it between her legs. She was wet. She led me to her bed, lay me down, and started kissing me. She kissed my stocking covered legs, went up to my cock, and started licking and kissing my cock thru the panties. She swivelled her body around, so her pussy was above my nose. She made a comment about my 21st birthday coming up, and how we were going out as girls, and started sucking my cock. All I could think of as I stuck my tongue up her pussy, was can't wait.
The Belmonts
Gabrielle makes a move on her big brother Davon. But will he give into his sister's advances?
I am going to fuck him, I thought, standing in the doorway of my big brother's dark bedroom. I watched him lie there, sleeping, basking in the cool, pale moonlight that spilled through the large square window above his queen-sized bed. I bit into my bottom lip. My tongue ached to explore every inch of his chocolate skin, taut over chiseled muscle. His years of football playing had blessed him with a magnificent body.
I watched his bare sculpted chest steadily rise and fall. His comforter only blanketed half of him, barely covering his naked midriff. He was in the buff, I realized. But that was the way he'd always slept at night, even when we were children. Still, it made me feel better knowing that he was already stripped. It would make "molesting" him much easier. I was nude myself, except for the dark cotton bathrobe that hung open over my slender, mahogany shoulders. Warm air pooled out of the vent above me, splashing softly against my skin, gently flapping my robe about me.
Thankfully Mom and Dad were all the way upstairs, fast asleep in their bed. And it had appeared that Dad had left the television on again, blaring, muting the sounds of me and Davon's future lovemaking. Hee, hee.
Without stalling any further, I strutted into Davon's bedroom like a supermodel, shrugging off my robe, although his slumbering eyes couldn't see me. His best friend, Zander, had told me once that I had a dangerous switch in my walk, and I had rewarded his compliment by letting him bury his face into my pussy. If Zander thought I was sexy, surely his best friend, my hot older brother, would think the same. Right?
I paused at the foot of his bed, and felt my mouth curve downward.
What if he doesn't? I thought. What if He refuses me? The reality of the situation crashed heavily on my shoulders, and anxiety festered like a virus in the pit of my stomach. My brother was college bound, into his Junior year. He would want a mature college woman, not some little High School senior who was barely eighteen years old. Let alone his little sister.
No, I told myself. I see the way he looks at me sometimes. The way he steals glimpses at my ass when I wear certain jeans, the way he licks his lips when he thinks I'm not paying attention. He wants me. I know it.
Confidence regained, I stepped closer, carefully climbing into the left side of his bed. I paused, seeing him stir in his sleep, moving again once he settled again. My manicured fingers peeled away his comforter, revealing his lengthsome cock sprawled limply over his right thigh. It lay dark against his skin, almost black, like a bar of dark chocolate.
I looked up at his gorgeous face—squared jaw, full, kissable lips, slightly angled eyes—and finally leaned into his middle, carefully taking his mushroom head into my hot, moist mouth. He stirred again, but I didn't bother stopping this time. There was no use in being cautious anymore. I took him deeper into my mouth, felt him harden, heard him moan, his engorged mber throb against my tongue. Something shot through me. Pleasure . . . and a beautiful sense of nastiness. Davon's cock had been in my mouth. My brother's cock.
I moaned, head bobing, my brother's fat black cock slipping back and forth past my glossed lips. I had read sex stories about women doing this to their lovers, the men not stirring out of their sleep until they climaxed. But this has been the total opposite. His eyes flickered open after just a few moments of my mouth slurping his big beautiful dick.
"What the . . . hell?" Davon said confusedly inbetween gasps. "Fuck . . ."
I didn't stop. I couldn't. I had gotten this far, there was no way in hell I was going to back down. Besides, his fingers were nestling themselves in my short, thick black hair, massaging my scalp.
I sucked him faster, deeper, his cock pressing against the back of my throat. I reached a hand down to my quivering pussy lips, fervently moving my fingers against my hot, throbing clit. I moaned while I sucked him, gazing up at his heaving chest, his tongue sliding over his lips. He was enjoying himself. I felt myself smile around his saliva-slick shaft.
I parted my mouth away from his cock, stroking him. He was good and hard. And long. Longer than I had imagined. I couldn't wait to fill my hungry black cunt with that thing. "Gabrielle, why—ah, fuck!" He hissed quietly as I climbed over him, and moved my pussy up along the underside of his throbing, veiny shaft. My entire body shuddered. His dick was hot against my snatch. I thought I would cum right then and there.
"Gabrielle," He said again. I leaned into him, chocolate B-cups pressing against his chiseled chest, and covered his mouth with my right hand before he could say anything else.
"You're gonna fuck your little sister right now," I told him matter-of-factly. "You're going to fill her with your big, hard, black dick." He moaned against my palm, his hips moving, making that perfect cock of his slide wetly against my already sopping cunt. I hitched a breath, brows upturned. I couldn't wait anymore. I lifted myself over him slightly, and let him guide the tip of his throbing shaft inside of me.
"Oooooh!" I moaned. His hand covered my mouth this time.
He didn't wait for me to settle against him.
Thrust! His cock invaded me without warning, my walls stretching around his girthsome cock. It felt so good. Too good. I sucked on my lips, letting out squeaky moans. I did my best not to get loud.
Deeper. He pushed deeper, and deeper still, our friction igniting an inner flame. Fuck! I thought. He feels so fucking good!
His large powerful hands cupped my plump ass cheeks as he pushed up into me. I was still leaning against him, arms wrapped around his neck. My tits smothered him, brown skin melded with my own. My
"Like that?" He asked into my chest, his cock slamming even harder inside of my needy cunt.
"Yes, baby, yes . . . fuck me . . . fuck me . . ."
"How about . . . that?" He said, giving me a deep, hard thrust, emphasizing his last utterance. I used every ounce of my self control to keep from screaming. I was suddenly relieved that I wasn't a virgin. Otherwise, he would have killed me!
His hands slid up to my sides, and pushed my torso upward, peeling my sweat-slick body away from his. "Mmm." He licked his lips, and his palms found my breasts, dark chocolate nipples peeking out from inbetween his strong fingers. He bounced me atop of him now, and I pushed against his chest, bracing myself with wobly arms. My breaths become rapid, sobing gasps, my first orgasm shuddering through me. That inner-flame exploded between my thighs, and my walls clinched around his cock. It didn't seem to stop him. Davon grunted. He kept pushing, kept thrusting, drilling his cock through my orgasm. His relentlessness made my body shake spasmodically. I had lost all control of myself.
"Aw, fuck!" I said quietly as I could, becoming useless on his chest again. He finally eased up, making his strokes slow and steady. I whimpered sweetly each time his cock slid back into me.
I didn't feel him place me onto my side, or support my ebon leg against his round, muscled shoulder. I did, however, feel him move his cock back inside of me, his rock hard length moving against my g-spot. The feeling sent a jolt of fiery pleasure through me, and I let out a guttural moan. I looked up to see his dark, smiling face, bottom lip sucked in. It was as though he'd been waiting to have this chance. He'd been too willing.
Not that I cared.
I wanted him just as bad.
While one hand wrapped about my thigh, pulling me against his thrusts, the other moved its fingers against my clit. I let out a long, whiny moan, cupping my breasts and tugging and twisting my nipples. If he kept it up I was going to cum again. Harder than the last.
"Ooooh, yes! Fuck your little sister! C'mon—yes! Yes!"
"Your big brother's dick feel good, huh?" He said, ramming into my pussy, his fingers moving faster. "Gonna cum all over this dick again? Huh?"
I writhed against him. My head shook as I screamed a breathless scream, nothing escaping me except for a few squeaks and raspy breaths. Before long I was shaking with another orgasm, my fingers clawing at his carved, ebony chest. "Fuck! Fuck, Davon!"
He leaned in, his hips moving impossibly quick. I could tell he was nearing orgasm. He was getting in his few final thrusts. After several long moments, I heard him growl, and felt his hot sperm coat my walls, his cock twitching maddeningly inside of me. It didn't help against my own spastic climax.
Our bodies finally calmed down. No words were exchanged between us, as our lungs were too focused on breathing. He'd fallen over onto his side, behind me, his muscled arm draping over my side. It was warm, slick with sweat, comforting against my skin. My leg fell against his mattress—my brother's mattress.
Then came the frightening silence. Mom and Dad's television was no longer blaring. One of them, Dad more than likely, was awake, and would be traveling downstairs to check on his sweet, innocent daughter, as he'd always done since I was small. I leaped from Davon's side, and shot a glance towards the alarm clock on his bedside table. It was two A.M. Davon, aware of the situation, scrambled to wrap himself up in his comforter and feign sleep while I bolted out of his room on wobly, traitorous legs, snatching up my robe on the way out.
I slipped into my bedroom and climbed into my pink bed unnoticed as my father moved groggily down the steps. I quickly wrapped myself within my blankets and sheets, trying to breath normally. I could feel Dad approach my room, linger briefly around my doorway to see if I was still sleeping, and move onto my brother's bedroom down the hall. Oblivious.
I smiled.
I closed my eyes, heading off into the land of dreams with a pussy full of hot Brother cum. I couldn't wait to do it again.
