Mary's fingers trembled as she unbuttoned the gray denim frock that was her prison uniform. It wasn't the act of undressing in the presence of the two stocky matrons that bothered her, she had done that before. What caused the trembling was the sight of the leather strap in the right hand of the matron, that and the look of pleasure on her mannish face.
"That's all right, Mary," the matron told her, "I'm in no hurry. Take all the time you like. I enjoy waiting to administer a strapping almost as much as I enjoy laying the leather on and watching it curl around a big bare butt. Aren't you going to plead for mercy? I'd enjoy that a lot."
"No," Mary replied as she unfastened the final button and pulled the garment open to display plain white bra and panties which stretched to contain her big breasts and her plump bottom and well rounded tummy, "there's no point in that. I've been sentenced to a strapping and I know I'll get it. You'll enjoy doing it and you'll make me scream, but there's nothing I can do about it," she said as she fought to summon up what dignity they had left her during the sixteen months of the sentence she had already served.
"That's right, Mary. Too bad you didn't show that kind of common sense before you got that rookie's panties off and lapped her cunt. You know what the penalty is for that. When you want to eat cunt, you should come to me or to just about any of the matrons. That way you can eat all the cunt you want and not get your butt strapped."
The woman stopped talking and her eyes widened at the sight of Mary's breasts as she removed her bra and put it an the chair.
"What's your secret, Mary?" the matron asked. "I see by your records that you're forty-one years old, yet those tits of yours could be twenty-one, judging by their firmness."
"There's no secret. I'm just lucky, I guess. What a hell of a mess for a lucky woman to be in," she added, bending a little from the waist as she pushed the plain white panties down to bare a behind that was big and white and very smooth and firm.
"You got yourself into it, didn't you Mary?" the matron taunted. "You got sent here for screwing around with little boys and girls, teaching them to fuck and eat your cunt and even here you can't lay off, even though this is your third strapping."
"You know I can't help it. I shouldn't be in a stinking jail, I should be somewhere where doctors can find out what's wrong with my mind."
"Isn't that a shame? I can't do much for your mind, Mary, but I can do a lot for that big white butt of yours. You got your first two strappings lying on the table, didn't you?"
"Yes."
"We'll make a change this time. You'll stand in the stocks for it and I'll make you dance for me with my strap."
Mary only shrugged at that as she stepped out of her panties. The strapping would be cruelly painful, she knew, and it didn't matter whether she was lying, standing in the stocks or standing on her head. When the strap began curling around her bare butt, she would wish she were dead and nothing else would matter.
"Jesus, that really is a beautiful ass," the younger matron observed as she walked behind Mary to take a look. "I envy you the job of strapping all that smooth meat."
"Oh yes, Lou, don't worry. I'll show how much I appreciate it."
"That's nice, dear. Now help bare assed Mary into the stocks and you'll see what a lush butt that is when it's nicely arched. Are you going to cooperate, Mary?" the matron asked, "or do we get to rough you up a bit?"
"I'll submit, Matron, but you'll rough me up anyway if you want to," Mary replied as the younger matron took her by the arm and led her to the stocks, an item based on the old variety with holes for the head and arms of the victim.
Without needing any urging, Mary put her arms and head in the half holes, then the top bar was lowered so that the matching half holes held her securely. The latch was closed and Mary was ready for her punishment, as ready as she could be.
Mary heard whispering behind her as the two matrons admired her nude form and appreciated her vulnerability, then she heard Lou tell the younger matron to go ahead. Since she couldn't turn to look, she could only wonder what the words meant.
She tensed as she waited for the blow to fall, but there was no blow. Instead, she felt two gentle hands on her buttocks, squeezing and patting, moving down to fondle her smooth thighs, then returning to the nether cheeks to play there some more.
"Jesus, what an ass this is," the matron commented as her hands kept busy. "If I had a man's cock, I'd really give it a riding. I'd use one hole and then the other."
"But you haven't baby, so do your thing and step aside. I'm just tingling to get to work on that butt with my strap."
There was a knock on the door and the older matron went and admitted the doctor. It was routine for the prison doctor to examine each prisoner after a beating, and it was also fairly common for him to arrive early so that he could enjoy watching the infliction of corporal punishment.
"Mmmmmm, the stocks," he said as he walked into the room. "This should be quite a show. I'd better check to see that her breasts aren't being damaged," he told the matron, then he was beside Mary and fondling her big breasts which dangled pendulously and tweaking her nipples. "They're good firm tits," he commented as he played with them. "This position will do them no harm."
And then Mary felt the young matron standing beside her, one am around her hips. A second later, she began spanking her, using hard, full arm swings, her open hand slapping stingingly all over her arched behind, stinging, preparing her for the actual beating to come. There had been no mention of a spanking in her sentence, so she knew it was for the pleasure of the young matron.
Over the years, Mary had found pleasure in giving and taking moderate spankings, but under the circumstances, she could find no pleasure, only continuing dread of the severe strapping that was to come.
"All right, baby, that will do," she heard Lou say and then the spanking stopped, but before moving away, the younger matron gripped her hips and rode her naked behind, her motions simulating that of a man taking a piece of ass.
She moved away and then Mary heard Lou's labored breathing and felt the smooth leather rubbing her ass, silently announcing that the strapping was about to get underway.
A hand touched the small of her back, she heard a quick intake of breath, then the leather curled around her butt and she cried out in pain.
"Crying on the first stroke? What a baby she is," the doctor commented as he looked at the wide red stripe across Mary's behind.
"It isn't that," the matron told him, "it's just that she has no pride left. She had a lot when she came here."
Lou stopped talking then and began strapping in earnest, puffing and panting as she curled leather around the big, vulnerable ass again and again, making it obvious that she was performing a labor of love.
Mary's big buttocks offered a more than generous target, but it wasn't enough to suit the matron as she applied the strap to the more sensitive areas of thighs and hips, leaving cruel red lines on the tender, white skin.
While the matron strapped, the younger one joined the doctor in crouching behind the victim, staring in obvious delight not only at her ass and thighs, but at her exposed cunt as well. From time to time, the doctor tugged at the front of his pants and the matron knew he was trying to make a stiff cock feel more comfortable.
"All right, matron," he said and stood. "I think she has taken a severe strapping.
"Aw, come on, Doc let me give her a few more. She has one hell of a big ass and she can take it."
"All right, Lou, five more won't kill her."
Mary couldn't hear the words since she was crying much too loudly, as fires raged in her buttocks, hips and thighs, then Lou was lashing again, making the final five strokes really count as the covered areas already blazing hot and red from the severe strapping which had been applied to them.
As she brought her arm back for the final stroke, the doctor opened the top of his pants and hurriedly pushed them and his shorts down, showing the equipment he proposed to use for his examination of the victim.
The younger matron, who was only a part-time lesbian and liked to swing the other way too, stared at the big, strong organ and almost drooled.
"Christ Doc, I'd sure like to have you examine me with that bone," she told him and reached to give it a squeeze.
"Come to my office anytime. I'll get your feet in the stirrups and examine the butt off you."
Moving to Mary, the doctor groaned as he pressed against her behind and rolled his shirt up to get it out of the way and provide maximum contact with her red, smooth skin.
"Jesus, Lou, you really laid it on," he said as he pressed and rubbed against Mary's smooth cheeks. "I don't think I've ever seen a redder ass or felt a hotter one."
"Which hole are you going to examine, Doc?" Lou asked.
"I'd really like to bugger that beautiful butt," he told her, "but as tight as it is and as randy as I am, I'd go off before I got half way in. I'll give her cunt a nice examination. Want to slip it in for me so I don't have to let go of her?" he asked as he stood close against Mary, his hands rubbing all they could reach.
Hurrying to him, the younger matron caught his bone and drew the skin well back, then she parted the lips of Mary's twat and guided the swollen head to the slit.
The doctor felt the soft cunt, felt his tool being guided between the lips, then he sighed as he gave a slow push and felt it slip inside. He paused for just a second, then fed some more of it into her while she cried softly as the abuse of her body continued the man took his time about burying his bone.
"Ah Jesus, this is the life," the man said with a groan of ecstasy as he pressed against Mary's outraged ass, gripping her well fleshed hips, his hard prick throbbing in her juicy cunt. "I hope you're enjoying all this as much as I am, Mary. A nice fucking should be just the thing to cheer you up and help you enjoy the heat and the tingling in you beautiful big butt."
Crouched for a better view of the scene, the young matron watched .as his stiff cock drew back slowly, then pushed back into the warmth of the woman's cunt. He adjusted his grip, then began screwing her, panting in ecstasy as his organ worked in and out and his belly spanked the already well beaten ass of his naked victim.
And then, much sooner than he wanted it to happen, his body was jerking against her as he pumped his semen into her. Unwilling or unable to move away from the hot ass, he stayed there for a while, his spent cock soaking in her warm twat, then he sighed as he withdrew the bone that had turned into very soft meat.
As he did, the matron saw juice trickling from the still open cunt of the woman. Sighing, she wet a hand with the sticky fluid, then rubbed it over her arched ass.
"Let her out," Lou commanded, "I have something for the bitch to do."
Reaching under her dress, Lou pushed her panties down and got out of them while the other matron released Mary from the stocks and helped her stand erect. Mary's hands went instinctively to her behind and rubbed at the strong tingling there.
"Come here, slut, and get down on your knees," Lou ordered as the doctor admired the sight of her, standing with her dress above her wide hips, her feet braced well apart, her crotch open.
Not daring to protest, Mary went to her and dropped to her knees, looking at the hairy crotch of the woman.
"Get your tongue on my clit and lick me until I come," the tough looking matron commanded.
There was no acceptable alternative and Mary was aware of that as she knelt, reached to grip the thighs of the woman, then her tongue came out and probed until it found her clit. Mary had good reason to be a skilled cunt lapper and, despite her discomfort, she gave the matron a beautiful licking which caused her big body to jerk strongly as she climaxed with much panting and grunting. Through it all, the doctor admired the sight of her big, jerking ass and wished he could get his cock hard again and ram it up her asshole.
"Get up and get dressed, you red assed bitch," the matron told her. "Jill and I have things to do. I got a feeling you'll be back soon for another strapping. You'll get hungry for the taste of young pussy," she went on as Mary painfully pulled her panties around her hot ass, "and you'll get caught with your face in a crotch. Next time I'll not only strap your ass, I'll use my biggest dildo to bugger it when I've finished with the strap. Think of it, baby, but for now, fuck off back to your cell. The doc will take you there so Jill and I can get on with what we have to do. You'd like to be taking this horny little beauty to bed, wouldn't you?"
The doctor felt Mary's ass as he led her to her cell block, then Jill and Lou went into Lou's room and hurriedly stripped naked, talking about how exciting the punishment had been and of their shared hunger.
On the bed they played with each other for just a little while, shared a few passionate kisses, then they were lying in embrace, the sound of two cunts being lapped seeming to fill the room.
Mary felt quite differently as she walked back to the cell block, her shoulders slumped, the man's hand moving over her ass as he walked beside her.
"That's a beautiful ass you have, Mary," he told her as they neared their destination. "I usually call only tender young beauties to my office for special examinations, but I'm going to make an exception in your case. Tell me, do you dig cocks as well as cunts?"
"Yes," she replied simply.
"Good. In a few days, you'll get the call and I'll really show you a good time. We'll wait until those bruises heal up though, I want to see that big butt all smooth and white."
Giving her a final pat on the ass, he turned her over to the guard who admitted her to the block, then there was the ugly sound of the barred door clanging closed behind her, a sound she would never be able to hear without shuddering.
"Did you get a good ass warming from Lou?" the guard asked her with a grin as she led her to her cell.
"You know I did," Mary told her.
"Sure I do. When Lou gets a bare ass turned up for a strapping, she never wastes the opportunity," the guard told her as they reached Mary's cell. "Here, pull your smock up, I want to have a look."
Having learned the hard way to obey orders, all orders, Mary caught the hem of her smock and raised it high. The guard clutched at her panties and dragged them down, panting with excitement as she admired and fondled the big, red cheeks with the many purple bruises.
"Jesus, baby, how you must have howled. What a job she did. Were you on the table for it?"
"No, the stocks."
"Christ, I wish I could have seen that," the guard said as she went on fondling the outraged ass of the woman. "Did Doc get that big cock of his into you when it was over?" r
"Yes. While I was still bent in the stocks."
"Did you like it, baby?"
"How in hell could I with my ass burning as it was, still is?"
"Yeah, I guess that makes sense."
They heard the bell ringing and the guard hurriedly let go of Mary's ass and went back to her station. With a sad sigh, Mary allowed her panties to fall around her feet, then she stepped out of them. The way her behind felt, she didn't need nylon panties to hold the heat in and to add to the effects of the cruel strapping she had taken.
Tiredly, she dropped onto the hard cot and lay face down, waiting for the sting to go away, nothing but her thoughts to occupy her mind.
Before her arrival at the prison, she'd thought she had it all made. She was married to a wealthy man, had all the creature comforts she could want, then a policeman came to the door one day and everything was gone. It was her own fault, she knew, but as she had done a thousand times before, she looked back to see where it had all started, where she could have done something different.
As usual, her father became the starting place, but there had been nothing she could have done about that, she had been too young, just thirteen at the time.
CHAPTER II
At thirteen, a couple of months short of her fourteenth birthday, Mary had become aware that her physical development was spurting very strongly. It pleased her, but it frightened her a little as well.
Her mother was in the hospital where she had been for weeks and would be for weeks more, if she lived. Mary was the only child left at home and she pitched in and, with help from her father, did a pretty good job of keeping the place running on an even keel.
It meant a lot of work, but she didn't mind it, since it gave her a sense of growing up, showed that she was no longer just a helpless little girl.
She had finished her work early that evening while her father was visiting the hospital. It was a warm evening and she felt sticky, so she had a bath. Her father returned while she was in the tub, and he surprised her by approaching quietly and opening the door, catching her kneeling up, washing her crotch.
He excused himself, told her he hadn't known she was there, but she knew he had gotten a good look at her. She got over the shock and finished her bath, but a strange, unfamiliar feeling remained with her.
She had experienced a feeling somewhat like it a month or so before. It was at a party. Someone turned the lights off and all the boys kissed the girls.
She hadn't been sure which boy was kissing her, but he held her tightly, got his tongue into her mouth and as he kissed her, one of his hands rubbed over her bottom, pulling her tightly against him so that she could feel the outline of a hard cock.
While she protested and tried to break the embrace, that feeling had set in and left her feeling as though all her nerve ends were exposed. The feeling persisted even after he released her and another boy found her and gave her a more conventional kiss. The lights came on then and the game stopped, but it was a long time before the feeling passed.
After the bath, she went to her bedroom and debated the possibility of getting dressed as opposed to just keeping her bathrobe on. Acting on an impulse, she took the robe off and went to stand before the full length mirror on the door of her closet.
It seemed like only a couple of months ago, her breasts had been little more than buds, but suddenly they were very real breasts, the size of lemons, and her pink nipples perched provocatively, seeming to beg her to tweak them and make them stick out. She did, and it felt good, so she went on doing it, then she cupped her breasts and fondled them, her palms rubbing over the nipples and keeping them hard and sensitive.
And then, releasing her breasts, she went on with the inventory of her nicely developing body. She knew she should be a little slimmer, yet she liked the look and feel of her slightly rounded tummy and especially liked the bushy little triangle which grew at the base of it.
She felt naughty when she fondled it. Turning, she looked over her shoulder to admire her chubby bottom. The cheeks were big and silken smooth. It had felt very exciting in the tub when she had rubbed thick lather over them, it felt so slippery. She rubbed the cheeks again and, even though there was no lather, it felt exciting.
Her hand went around to her mons veneris again and she felt a temptation to move the hand lower, to probe in her crotch and do the naughty thing which would provide the strong jerking of her body in a come.
And then she looked with horror toward the door, remembering that there was a keyhole in it, as in most of the doors in the house and that if someone were at the door, peeping, they would see everything. She told herself she was being foolish, but just the same she reached for her bathrobe. Later, she told herself, with the light out and lying naked under the sheet, she would put her hand in her crotch and use the stroking finger to have a come. She would really be in the mood for it by then.
But as she picked up the robe, the door opened and her father walked in, smiling and wearing a robe too. His legs were bare under it and she guessed he was naked except for the robe.
The smile remained on his face, but there was a strangeness about it. Unable to meet his gaze as he approached her, she looked down and saw that the front of his robe was bulging. It reminded her of the boy at the party, the one who held her against him so that she could feel his erect cock.
"I don't blame you for admiring yourself, Mary," he told her as he caught her by the arms and held her. "You've developed into a beautiful young woman. Here, let me toss the robe away, you don't need to cover so beautiful a body. Sit on the bed with me and we'll have a nice talk."
"Please, Daddy, I want to put my robe on," she said, her voice sounding strange to her.
"You're frightening me, Daddy," she said as he pulled the robe away from her and tossed it away.
"I don't mean to frighten you, dear," he told her. "Here, let Daddy hold you and make your fear go away."
He drew her into his arms and held her, but it did nothing to make fear pass for her.
"You know I wouldn't hurt you, dear," he told her, his tone deep and rumbling, his hand rubbing up and down her back as he gazed at her reflection in the mirror and almost groaned at the sight of her sweetly rounded ass, the chubby, smooth looking cheeks and the deep crack between.
As he continued to hold her, one hand moved down her back until it was climbing one of the white hills. As the hand rubbed, he pulled her more closely against him and she felt his cock, big and hard and threatening against her naked tummy. His robe was thin and she could feel the big prick throbbing.
"I was watching through the keyhole, dear," he told her in a whisper, "and when you were fondling your pretty tits, I wanted to do it for you. I also wanted to feel your beautiful ass. You really have the ass of a woman, darling, a very beautiful woman. I'd love to hold you by the hips and cover your lovely ass cheeks with warm kisses. Have you ever had your ass kissed and licked?"
"N...no," she stammered.
"It feels very good, dear, and it would feel great for you if I kissed and sucked your beautiful tits. It can be so much fun for both of us, dear. I'll be very gentle and I'll make everything feel good for you."
"But you're my own father, it isn't right, Daddy," she protested, her words muffled against his chest.
"But that's what makes it right, dear. If you did anything with a boy, he'd get all excited and be rough with you. He'd just want to get his prick up your pretty little cunt and fuck you. He wouldn't wear a safe and you'd get knocked up, but he wouldn't care. I care a lot, darling, because I'm your Daddy and I love you," he went on as his hand continued to explore the silken cheeks of her firm young ass.
She was still protesting when he led her to the bed and sat beside her, an arm around her waist, a hand moving up until it was cupping and gently fondling a breast.
"Admit it, Mary, it feels good when I fondle your pretty tit, doesn't it? Tell me the truth. I can feel your nipple growing and getting hard. It excites you, doesn't it?"
"I...I guess it does, Daddy, but it scares me too."
"I understand, dear, but I'm going to be very gentle with you. I'm not going to hurt you. I'm going to feel you all over and kiss you all over and make you feel so good that you won't be able to believe it's happening."
When she didn't say anything in reply, he continued to fondle her body, then tilted her chin up and kissed her on the mouth. She didn't kiss back, but she didn't try to pull her face away either. As the kiss ended, he put the tip of his tongue into her mouth and gave her tongue a teasing lick with it.
"That's what's called French kissing," he told her. "When men and women do that, they both get very horny, the woman's pussy gets hot and the man's cock gets big and hard. Do you want to see my cock, dear? I've got a big one. It's a really good one for sucking and fucking. Do you want me to open my robe and show it to you?"
"I...I don't think...I'm afraid of it," she sobbed.
"Don't be afraid, dear. I've got a safe on it so we can't have any accidents. A big cock looks beautiful with a safe pulled over it. Here, take a look," he said and then his robe was wide open and she saw the erect prick, looking shrouded and ghostlike in the sheath of latex which clung tightly to it.
"Feel my beautiful prick, dear," he urged. "Take it in your hand and feel how big and strong it is when it's hard."
When she didn't respond to his urging, he took one of her wrists and carried it to him, then he felt the hand close around it, squeezing and feeling the shaft, then closing around the head, finding it softer than she had expected.
"Tell the truth now, darling, isn't it exciting to play with my big cock?"
"Yes, Daddy," she replied without qualification and he felt very encouraged.
"I'll take this silly robe off," he told her as he took her hand off his tool, "and then we can play. We can have a lot of fun and you'll really enjoy it," he added, then got up and removed the robe.
Standing with his feet wide apart, he smiled as he showed her his big balls, explaining to her their purpose.
"It's been more than a month since I've fucked," he explained, "and my balls are full of hot cream. When a man goes that long without fucking a woman, it hurts him. You can take away my hurt by playing with me and making me shoot my cream so my balls won't feel so stretched."
"Daddy, are you going to...you know...are you going to stick it in me? "
"Am I going to fuck you? I don't know. It will depend on how we both feel. For now, I just want us to play and get all excited. Later, if you want me to, I'll put my cock in your pretty little cunt and give you a fuck, but for now, let's play. I'm going to kiss and suck those pretty tits of yours," he told her as he got on the bed with her and told her to lie back.
She delighted him by doing so, then he was crouched beside her, fondling the little tits and feeling how the nipples responded.
"I think these are the prettiest little tits I ever played with, darling," he panted. "I'm going to love it when I'm sucking them. I'll suck very gently and you'll really love it. All women love having their tits sucked."
"Does Mother love it when you suck hers?" she asked, surprising him.
"Yes, but her tits aren't firm like yours. It's not how big tits are that counts, it's how firm they are," he told her, then he bent, kissed a nipple, licked slowly over it, then his mouth opened wide and she sighed as he sucked a tit right into his mouth. Fear had passed, the man saw, and his daughter was ready to become wildly aroused. Her response was so much better than he had hoped for when he was putting the condom on, his mind made up that if he couldn't seduce her, he was going to rape her.
He had made the decision late that afternoon when she was cleaning an upper shelf in the kitchen and he looked up her skirt, saw the sheer nylons, smooth thighs and her plump bottom, only partly encased by pale blue nylon panties.
His visit with his wife was a brief one, then he had hurried to a drugstore to buy a pack of condoms. The sight of her wet body in the tub had been more than enough to confirm his decision, and it had been all he could do to keep from raping her right in the bathroom.
"You liked that, didn't you?" he asked after his mouth had released the tit and he smiled down at her, seeing her young face flushed with passion.
"Yes, Daddy, it was so exciting, like you said it would be."
"Put a hand on the back of my neck and pull my face down to your other tit," he told her, his tone urgent. "Tell me to suck your tit. I want to hear the words."
He felt the hand go behind his head, heard her little groan of passion, then he heard the words and trembled as she said them with such feeling.
"Suck my other tit, Daddy. Take my tit right in your mouth and suck it. It makes me feel squirmy all over when you suck my tit."
"Yes, darling, here comes my mouth to suck your beautiful tit," he tood her and his head obeyed the pressure of her hand, moving slowly down until she groaned as she felt her other breast being sucked warmly into his mouth. He sucked it for a long time and Mary was squirming hotly, almost crying, when he finally stopped and gave the sensitized nipple another lick before he raised his face, then kissed her passionately on the mouth.
"Oh Daddy," she moaned, after the long, wet kiss, "what are you going to do next?"
"So you want more, do you?" he asked, teas-ingly.
"Oh yes, Daddy, you know I do. You're teasing."
"Yes, baby, I'm teasing, but I'm going to do some different teasing now, a kind you're going to like a lot. Turn over and lie on your tummy. I'm going to work on that beautiful ass of yours. I'm going to work on it with my hands, my mouth and my tongue. You haven't lived until you've had your ass well kissed and licked. There, that's it. Oh Jesus, what a beautiful sight that is," he panted as he reached for smooth, firm buttocks with both hands and began playing with them.
He knew how aroused she was as he saw her rubbing her tummy on the bed and heard the sounds of passion in her labored breathing. Knowing he could make her squirm a lot more, he bent over her and began kissing the cheeks and the crack of her girlish ass. Her wildest writhing began when he licked wetly up and down her crack. When he found her little pink hole with the tip of his tongue, she moaned so loudly that he thought she was going to cry.
"So you like being licked, do you?" he asked as he raised his face. "Well then, you'd better roll over so I can lick you somewhere else."
"Yes, Daddy," she said eagerly as she turned over. "Where are you going to lick me now?"
"I'm going to lick that very special place I've been saving, your pretty little cunt. I'm not only going to lick it, I'm going to suck it too. After I've got you so horny you can't stand it, I'm going to part the lips of your cunt and get my tongue as far inside as I can. Tell me, have you learned to finger your little pussy?"
"Yes."
"Do you make yourself come that way ? . "
"Yes."
"Well, you're going to forget all about those comes after I've given you one with my mouth. Once a girl has had her cunt sucked, she can never get enough of it." As he talked, his right hand gently stroked her little organ.
"Lie across the bed, dear, with your tight ass right on the edge, then open your legs and raise them back over you. Yes, that's it, nice and wide, there. What a lovely sight you are with your legs wide open and your tender little cunt on display. I'm going to kneel on the floor so I can get at your pussy better. I'll rub you up while I'm lapping your cunt and giving you a come like you've never had before."
Mary saw his big cock swaying as he moved, then he was kneeling and fondling her upraised thighs as he stared hotly into her crotch. She saw his face moving down toward her and caught her breath, but it proved a false alarm as his mouth went to her smooth thighs and he kissed and licked them, his face moving ever closer to her crotch until she felt moist breath on the part of her he had promised to suck and she thought she would faint from excitement.
"Oh Daddy," she sighed hotly, "I can feel your warm breath right on my pussy. It feels so good and I'm so excited."
"It's going to feel better in just a moment," he told her as he raised his face to look at her and she saw him licking his lips. At the same time, Mary felt a finger lightly touching her pussy. "I'm going to do it now, Mary. I'm all ready to suck and lap your cunt and give you a beautiful big come. Here comes my mouth."
His hands held her hips firmly, she moaned softly as she felt his breath in her crotch again, then there was a gasp as she felt his lips brushing the soft lips of her cunt. His lips continued the soft, moving kiss for a little while, then his mouth pressed down firmly and he began sucking his daughter's little cunt as she cried out and he felt her body jerking strongly.
As he sucked, he made groaning sounds which Mary heard, partially muffled, wildly exciting to the girl. But there was more excitement to come as she felt his tongue curling into her virginal slit and then it was licking thrillingly, probing the hot interior of her cunt, driving her out of her mind with passion.
Mary wondered how she could be so wildly aroused without coming, and then arousal leaped as his licking tongue moved in her slit and found her little clitoris. She cried out loudly and her body jerked, but his hands continued to hold and rub her lips and the cheeks of her chubby ass.
As he licked her clit, Mary knew she wouldn't have long to wait for her come, and then it swept over her. As her father had promised, it was so strong and so delicious that it was unlike any come she had ever before known. It went on and on as though it would never stop, and then, gradually, it began to pass and she was able to open her eyes and look up into her father's smiling face as he stood with his stiff cock in his hand.
Getting onto the bed, he turned her so that she was then lying along, rather than across it, then he parted her legs and gazed warmly into her wet crotch.
"Are you going to...to fuck me now, Daddy?" Mary asked, opening her legs more widely to offer him her crotch.
"Yes dear. We've gone so far that we can't stop now. See if you can get the head of my cock in your mouth to make the rubber nice and wet. Try dear, try," he panted as she stretched her mouth until she was able at last to get the head in and suck on it. "That will be enough, darling," he told her as he took his cock out of her mouth. "Another time, when I'm not wearing a safe, I'll let you suck me off and drink my cream, but for now, I want to keep my prick nice and hard so I can give you a beautiful fuck. Just relax and think about it, dear. Your daddy will do all the work. I really know how to fuck a woman after I've sucked her cunt and made it nice and slippery, like yours is now."
He lowered himself to her, held his weight off her, on one elbow, then she felt his big tool probing her crotch, finding the tender lips of her little cunt and slowly pushing between them, stretching her so that she groaned.
"It's not hurting you, is it, dear?" he asked as he paused with the head inside her twat, having changed it from a slit to a wide circle.
"No, Daddy...uh...it doesn't...uh...hurt.. . it just makes me feel all stretched."
"That's a part of the pleasure of fucking, darling. That's part of the reason women like to be fucked by big cocks, they like the way they stretch their cunts. Here now, I'll give you some more cock," he panted and jabbed a little more of it into her pussy.
He went on feeding prick to her with the same studied slowness, and then "he felt her hymen blocking his entry. He heard her gasp and guessed she knew where his cock was and what was going to happen. Not wanting to allow Mary time to let fear build, he jabbed strongly, hoping that one poke would do it and was amazed at how easily he broke through. She cried out in pain, then he pushed the rest of his cock into her and pressed down on her, not giving her all his weight, but enough of it so she knew she was being fucked by a big man.
"I'll give you your fucking now, dear," he panted, "And then you will rest and the burning in your cunt will soon pass. You had a nice thin little cherry so it won't last for long. Feel my big cock working in your sweet little cunt, darling," he told her, then he was stroking strongly, keeping her cunt stretched and making her feel like her whole belly was stuffed to the bursting point.
He had intended giving her a slow fucking to make it last longer, but in his wild arousal he lost all control and then he was humping his little daughter at a furious rate, his big prick pistoning madly as it continued to stretch her tiny cunt.
And then he was grunting and groaning as he pressed down on the girl, crushing her into the bed while his semen pumped strongly into the condom. When he became aware of her muffled groaning, he raised his upper body and rested his weight on his hands while his lower body ground heavily in her crotch until he was spent.
"Oh what a beautiful fuck that was, Mary," he said with satisfaction, then saw the tears in her eyes. "It was painful for you, dear, I know. It has to be the first time, for the girl. From now on though, it will be good for you. You'll always love having your pussy lapped and fucked."
He withdrew his spent cock and she saw how it had softened and shrunk, then he showed her the quantity of semen he had shot into the condom.
"Oh Daddy, it looks like such a lot. To think, it would be all inside my belly if you hadn't used a safe. Such a lot of it."
"Yes dear, it is a lot, and when a woman sucks a man's cock, all that shoots into her mouth and when she swallows it, it lines her throat and makes it feel good. You're going to love sucking my cock as much as I enjoy sucking your tasty little cunt."
"I hope so, Daddy and I hope my pussy stops burning soon. It isn't a terrible pain, but it isn't pleasant."
"It will soon stop, darling. You were lucky, your cherry was so thin. I'll hold you for a little while," he went on as he took her into his arms, "and then you will go to sleep. When you wake in the morning, your little cunt should be feeling fine."
The burning had pretty well passed by morning, but something else had arrived, an early period, stimulated by the intense emotional experience of the night before.
"Well, that will guarantee your pussy a good rest," her father told her that evening. "We could still fuck, but it would be kind of messy. Anyway, there are still lots of exciting things we can do."
Later that evening, he took her to his bedroom and stripped naked. She needed little encouragement to play with his cock and balls, then he had her take off her dress and bra and he played with her as both became highly aroused.
"I'm just about ready to let you suck my prick now," her father told her after they had played for a long time and her nipples felt raw from the sucking he had given them. "Are you ready for a nice big drink of cream?"
"I guess so, Daddy," she told him, then he lay on his back on the bed and she crouched beside him. "It's so big," she said with a sigh as she took it in her little hand. "I can't believe I can get this in my mouth."
"You did last night, dear," he reminded her. "Get the head into your mouth and then the rest will be easy and very exciting for you."
With some effort, she managed to get the head into her mouth, then he showed her how to suck a cock. Mary was eager to learn and she learned fast and well, going on to give him as beautiful a blow job as he had ever experienced.
When he went off, she caught each spurt and kept swallowing until he was finished and she kept sucking for more until he had to take his spent cock from her.
CHAPTER III
Mary and her father became regular lovers after that and he taught her everything he knew. Mary was thrilled by every sexual act he showed her and never hesitated to try something new.
One evening, he told her about sex spanking. It came as a surprise to Mary that people could want to be spanked, but as with everything else, she gave it a try. He stripped and she removed everything but a little pari of white nylon panties.
He gave her a make-believe scolding, then took her on his lap and gave her a very light spanking, barely turning the white skin pink. Later, he lay on the bed with pillows under his tummy while she gave him a hard strapping with a doubled leather belt.
Mary gradually learned to enjoy more and more severe spankings, but when he tried the belt on her, she at last found something sexual which she didn't like. Content to spank her plump bottom, he told her he wouldn't try the belt on her again and she was pleased.
Spanking became one of her favorite games and she looked around for ways to add variety to it. When her father returned from work one evening, he found Mary wearing a very different costume.
It was a plain white blouse and navy blue skirt of a school uniform which she had borrowed from a friend. She also wore the uniform gym bloomers and knee stockings.
There was a ribbon in her hair to add to the little girl look, but there were a couple of touches about the uniform which were not intended to enhance the innocent little girl look.
For one thing, she wore no bra and left the three top buttons of the blouse unfastened. The blouse was a little too small so that her naked breasts bulged the fabric, showing the form of her nipples. The open vee of the garment permitted a nice view of her breasts, especially when she bent.
Under the woolen knee hose, she wore sheer nylons held in place with a garter belt. The skirt was short, so short that even when she stood straight, she showed how the tops of her nylons caressed thighs which were not little girlish at all.
He took one look at his daughter as she stood in the kitchen with a finger in her mouth, and his cock went stiff. It was obvious that she wanted to play, an idea which suited him just fine.
"Well, little girl, what have you been up to?" her father asked as he moved closer to look at her pert young breasts.
"Oh, I guess I've been kind of naughty. The teacher made me bring a note home for you."
"Then you'd better show it to me, Mary. This sounds serious."
Raising the hem of her skirt much higher than necessary, she pulled from the top of her nylon the note she had typed as a part of her plan.
"...caught your daughter in a room with a boy," he read aloud. "She had her bloomers off and her skirt tossed over her back. She was kneeling astride him, sucking his cock while he played with her bare ass and lapped her cunt. She was just bringing him off as I caught them, and when she took her mouth off his cock, he shot his cream all over her face. Since her ass was already bare, I took her over my lap and gave her a spanking, but I think you should give her another so she will stop sucking cocks during school hours. It made me so horny, spanking that pretty ass, that I made her go down and suck my big cock. Hope you don't mind."
"So the teacher spanked your ass and made you blow him, did he?" her father commented. "That's what I call a good teacher, one who really understands discipline. Did he make your ass good and red?"
"He sure did. I guess it must still be pink, at least it feels like it is."
"Then you'd better hold your skirt up and I'll have a look."
As his daughter obeyed, he was surprised by the sight of the gym bloomers. He squeezed her buttocks through them, then he pulled them down and was surprised to find that the cheeks of her ass really were pink, from the quick smacking she had given herself just before he arrived.
"That teacher really knows how to color a girl's ass," he commented as he played with the warm, pinked rounds. "I'm going to color it again, after dinner."
"Oh Daddy," she gasped, "not another spanking on top of the one he gave me."
"Damn right," he told her. "In fact, I'm going to give you a few spanks now, just to keep your ass warm."
Bending her under his left arm, he watched her as she wriggled her butt, then he gave her a dozen spanks, moving them around so that her nether cheeks took on a warm pink color. Pulling her bloomers up, he allowed her to stand, then turned her for another look at her breasts. When he opened one more button, he was able to pull her blouse open and play with the beautiful young tits as his daughter squirmed and sighed.
They went to the kitchen together and she told him of how she had thought of the idea and had borrowed the costume from a friend.
"How about the pink ass cheeks?" he asked.
"I waited until I saw your car rounding the corner, then I jerked my bloomers down and gave myself a fast spanking to make my ass look just right. Aren't I a bright girl, darling?"
"You're more than that and I love you more and more every day. If only she wouldn't come . . . , " he stopped the words.
"If only she wouldn't come home from the hospital," Mary said, finishing his sentence for him. "That's the way I feel too. This is such a happy place without her around."
Her father offered to help with the meal, but she told him to go read his paper. By way of compromise, he read his paper in the kitchen so that they could talk from time to time, and he could also look at the girl, especially when she bent and he saw smooth white thighs above the tops of her nylons, and saw the bloomers he would take down in a little while.
Despite the fact that both were wildly aroused, they were able to chat easily through the meal she had prepared, then they agreed to leave the dishes for the time being and went into the living room. Together, they listened to the early news, as her father always did, and he was pleased that she could comment on it so intelligently.
When the news was finished, Mary turned the radio off and went to sit on her father's lap. They talked in whispers as he played with her tits and thighs and then they agreed it was time to go to the bedroom and play their exciting game.
Mary had the note carefully folded in the top of her nylon, and as they reached the bedroom, he asked her for it. She gave it to him and he read it, frowning in disapproval.
"Of course you know I'll have to punish you for this," he told her.
"Yes Daddy, but do you have to take down my bloomers and spank my bare ass?"
"Yes, Mary, that's what I'm going to do. After all, your teacher had the pleasure of spanking your chubby ass, so I don't see why I should pass up the chance. You see, dear, I enjoy taking your bloomers down, looking at your lovely butt and hen spanking it. My cock always get hard when I spank you, even before I start. When I've finished and I see and feel those big red cheeks, I almost go off in my pants."
"Do you think you may go off in your pants this time, Daddy?"
"No, I'm not sure whether I'll go off in your little cunt or in your mouth. How did you like it when you sucked the teacher's cock?"
"It was nice. His prick isn't as big as yours, but it was still good sucking and he shot me such a big dose of cream. I thought he would pass out and then he told me I had really sucked him dry."
"I think I'll get comfortable for the spanking," he told his daughter, then he began undressing as she watched in mounting arousal, giving a little squeal of delight when he pushed his briefs down and she saw his big cock, so strong and eager looking.
When he was naked, he resumed scolding the girl, then opened her blouse, admired her breasts, then he had her take the blouse off. Her skirt followed, and then only her bloomers remained.
Sitting on the armless chair, he had her stand between his legs so that he could fondle her chubby bottom while he scolded her, then he took the bloomers down and fondled the warm, naked cheeks of her ass and her belly and thighs as well, then he told her to come over his lap for her spanking.
Sobbing and pleading, she obeyed and then she was beautifully positioned as she lay across his thighs to get her spanking. While she pleaded impressively that he spare her the spanking, her father played with the satin smooth cheeks and told her again how he liked to spank her and how he was going to make her cry and how he would enjoy the sight of her as her ass became rosy red and she kicked her pretty legs.
And then he was spanking her and thrilling to the exciting pink which came quickly to the surface of her firm, round cheeks. She pretended crying, but it was not necessary to pretend for long as the spanking went on and real tears came, happy tears which she loved to shed when lying across her father's thighs with a hard prick throbbing under her belly.
He spanked until her ass had taken on the proper shade of red, then he fondled both cheeks, helped Mary to her feet and removed her bloomers completely before taking her to the wide bed.
While he lapped her little cunt, he played with her tingling butt, then she was coming, her arms and legs flailing. He held her warmly while the orgasm went on and on, then it was over and she was sighing as she told him how her buttocks were tingling so hotly and how good she felt.
"Have you decided where you're going to stick your cock?" she asked in a dreamy tone as she held the hard rod in her hand.
"Yes dear, get me a safe. I'm going to give it to you in the cunt, but in a different position."
Running to the dresser, she brought him a condom, then watched eagerly as he put it on, giving his prick the shrouded look she so enjoyed.
"Think you could take a few more spanks?" he asked.
"Sure, Daddy, I can always take a few more."
He had her lie on the bed, face down, then gave her ass another brisk spanking of ten on each cheek, restoring the red glow fully. Satisfied, he had her kneel on all fours, then he knelt behind her.
"Your ass isn't quite high enough, dear," he said, then had her lower her head to the bed, keeping her red butt arched high for him. "There, that's just perfect," he told her and she felt his cock probing her crotch as his labored breathing told her he was as aroused as she.
She moaned with delight as he fed his stiff pecker slowly up her cunt until it was buried and she felt him pressing and rubbing against her tingling ass. He went on to give her a deliciously slow fucking, his big cock stretching her twat, his belly giving her another brisk spanking, a most thrilling one, despite the fact that it didn't sting.
Later that evening, he achieved another erection and she lovingly took it into her mouth as she knelt at his feet and she sucked him off and enjoyed a rich drink of semen.
CHAPTER IV
To the dismay of Mary and her father, her mother recovered and returned home. It didn't mean the end of their affair, but it meant a drastic reduction in it. Even when they did get a chance to get together, they had to be very careful and rarely had a chance to play any game as noisy as spanking.
When Mary was almost sixteen, her father told her that an old friend, a woman, had returned to the city. He told of what a swinger she was and of how she liked to make out with females as well as males. He told of having been at parties in her home, special parties of the order where the guests stripped naked and did what they wanted, switching partners.
"It's really something to see people fucking and sucking all around you," he told her. "I especially love to watch two women lapping each other's cunts and playing all the lesbian games. Have you ever thought of how it would feel to be making love with a woman?"
"Not really, but I do love having my cunt sucked, and I guess it might be nice to suck a cunt."
"I'm glad to hear that, darling," he told her. "You see, Connie is very anxious to have me take you there for, uh, a visit."
"My God, you told her about us?" Mary asked with a startled gasp.
"Yes, I did. She's very discreet. The other night, she mentioned that she has lots of women partners for sex, but that she was dying to get a teenager into her bed for a wild romp. I told her about you and the things we do."
The following Sunday, Mary and her father left their house independently, he met her at a prearranged place, then they drove to visit Connie, who awaited them eagerly.
Connie was a beautiful, sophisticated woman in her mid-thirties, Mary guessed and later her father confirmed that she was thirty-six. Her dress emphasized the beauty of her figure, and when she sat with her legs crossed she displayed magnificent thighs, making Mary wonder how it would feel when both she and the woman were naked and making lesbian love while her father watched. As she thought about it, she felt no fear at all, not a trace of nervousness.
While Connie and her father sipped drinks, they talked sex and Mary became more excited, making sure Connie saw that she knew about sex and wasn't afraid to talk about it or to do it.
"Oh yes, I just adore having my cunt lapped. Daddy does it so nicely. I'm anxious to find out how it feels to have my face in a woman's crotch and suck her cunt."
"I'm pleased to hear that, darling," Connie said. "I'm dying to get my hands on your firm young body and to find out if you're as maddeningly beautiful as your father says you are. I must say, you look promising."
"She's more than promising, Connie," he said and slowly pushed the hem of his daughter's dress up her lovely thighs, showing the expanded top of a nylon as well as the smooth white skin above.
"They are beautiful," Connie said, her eyes wide with excitement. "Would you like to see mine, dear?" she asked and without waiting for an answer, she got to her feet and slowly raised the hem of her dress.
She pulled the dress up until Mary saw the crotch of black nylon panties, then the woman turned and showed more than just lovely thighs as Mary's eyes moved upward to see the lower slopes of lushly rounded ass cheeks, only partly covered by clinging panties.
Moving quickly from the couch, Mary put both hands on the woman's thighs, then felt her way up until they were fondling lush buttocks, marveling at their firmness and smoothness.
"I think you girls better get together and forget all about me."
"What a lovely idea, Norman," Connie replied as Mary played with her ass. "Why don't you take your clothes off so you'll be more comfortable? Besides, when we get into action, your pants may get very sticky if you still have them on.
Laughing, he began undressing as Connie turned and took Mary in her arms. They kissed passionately, their tongues participating, their hands moving over each other to contribute to their stimulation.
"I've wanted a beautiful girl for a long time, Mary," the woman said as she opened the top of Mary's dress, then her own. "I'm going to take full advantage of you and see that you enjoy yourself as much as I do. Later, much later, I'd love to watch your father fucking you."
"Don't you want him to fuck you?" Mary asked as the woman took off her dress and Mary feasted her eyes on the way she wore bra and panties in matching black silk lace.
"Yes, he fucks divinely, but it would be even more exciting to watch a man fucking his young daughter. He should get another hard-on later and then I'll get a good fucking. Actually, as long as I get my cunt lapped enough, fucking isn't that important to me. I can take it or leave it," she added, then took Mary's dress off, sighing with arousal at the sight of the well developed young body. "Do you like to have these tits suckled and fondled, darling?" she asked as her hands went to the bulging cups of Mary's bra and rubbed lovingly as Mary squirmed with passion.
"Yes, I just flip when Daddy sucks them. I want to see yours, they look so big. I want to feel them and suck them."
"You'll do all of that, darling, and more," the woman told her. "I think we'll go to my bedroom, it will be more comfortable there on my nice wide bed."
They moved out of their embrace and saw that Mary's father was naked and playing with his cock.
"Were you frightened when you first saw that big prick of his? " Connie asked Mary.
"Yes, I was. It looked so big for my little cunt, but I soon got over that. Now I can't get enough of it."
As they walked to the bedroom, Norman followed and feasted his eyes on the thighs and beautiful asses, teasingly covered by their little nylon panties. He told himself that later, he was going to spank Mary and, if he were very lucky, Connie too may submit to a spanking, something she did only rarely.
As the women got onto the bed, he drew a chair close. As they embraced and writhed through kisses of fierce passion, he wondered why he wasn't shocked at what he was doing and had done to his own daughter, but he settled for telling himself that he was just different from other men, that he knew more about lust and pleasure than others, and cared less about their conventional morality.
He turned his thoughts when he noticed that they were unhooking each other's bras, then the garments were gone and he admired four beautiful breasts as the women played with each other.
In a little while, Mary was lying on her back as the woman fondled and sucked her luscious tits. His daughter's knees were bent up and her crotch was open. He could almost see the heat emanating from it, then he could feel it as he moved closer and gently rubbed the warm nylon which caressed her even warmer cunt. He wondered how it felt for her to be having her tits sucked by a woman, for the first time, while her father rubbed her crotch. Her sighs and her squirming told him she liked it a lot, so he kept on rubbing in her crotch, feeling his prick throbbing with desire, aware that it would go on throbbing for a long time before he buried it in a hot, juicy cunt.
The women turned and he lost sight of his daughter's crotch, but then Connie's magnificent ass appeared before his face, so he fondled, kissed and licked it.
It was obvious to him that Connie didn't resent his handling of her as she fed a breast into his daughter's mouth and sighed warmly while the girl sucked and fondled.
Later, Mary was first to lose her panties. She gave them up eagerly, sounds of passion breaking from her throat as the woman took them off, then fondled her mons veneris as Mary parted her legs wide to show the little pink treasure between her thighs.
It was obvious to Norman that Connie was anxious to suck his daughter's cunt. She held the firm thighs apart as she admired it, then she fondled it gently for just a few seconds before he heard her groan. The groan was loud in the beginning, but then it was muffled in Mary's crotch as she began sucking, while her hands were busy rubbing silken ass cheeks and firm young thighs.
Aroused as she was, Mary climaxed quickly and her father watched as Connie wrapped strong arms around her hips, holding her tightly as the girl rubbed her crotch on the woman's face, making it shine with eau de cunt.
"Oh, that was lovely, Connie," Mary told her, her eyes shining. "I can't wait to get my face into your crotch like that."
She showed how eager she was as, without taking time to get Connie's panties off, she buried her face between the smooth thighs and sucked at the crotch of her panties, her hands squeezing the lovely buttocks.
"What a darling girl your daughter is, Norman," Connie said as Mary went on sucking. "I do believe this is the first time I've ever had the crotch of my panties sucked.
Mary's hands went to the panties then and she dragged them part way down her thighs. She would have gotten up to take them off, but her father whispered that he would do it for her. Taking the panties off, he felt the wetness of the nylon and pressed the garment to his nose, inhaling deeply, then rubbing the panties all over his face. After that, he wrapped the warm nylon around his prick.
He watched as his daughter stared into Connie's crotch, saw her gently touching the soft lips and parting them with the tips of gentle fingers, then she slowly licked her tongue over the woman's warm twat.
He heard a rumbling sound deep in Mary's throat, then watched as her mouth opened and sucked the soft cunt into it. Judging by the sounds of Connie's groans, he guessed that his daughter was giving her full value as she sucked and licked the woman's cunt while her hands roamed all over her body and thighs.
As Mary bent to her erotic task, he observed that her ass was beautifully arched and her thighs apart. When he bent and saw her cunt, he decided it looked lonely, so he sent his hand between her thighs to keep it company. After stroking it a little, he eased a long finger up her slit and then he was diddling her cunt while she eagerly lapped Connie's.
Later, Norman thought, it would be fun to form a daisy chain and they could all suck each other off. At parties at Connie's house, he had been part of daisy chains with as many as eight or nine participants and had enjoyed it immensely. He wondered if he would dare bring his daughter to a special party at Connie's home. He decided he would discuss it with her later.
He still had his finger up his daughter's cunt when he heard Connie going into orgasm and knew his daughter had done her job well. Connie pushed Mary's face out of her crotch and rubbed her thighs together in orgasm.
Pulling his finger out of his daughter, he grabbed her, pushed her thighs apart and buried his face in her hot, wet crotch. He gave her a beautiful lapping and she climaxed again.
Still not content, Connie took the girl from him and guided her into an end to end embrace and he watched, playing with Connie's ass as they sucked each other all the way to orgasm again. Only then was Connie content to rest for a while.
While the man and woman sipped another round of drinks, Mary sat on her father's lap and he toyed with a tit as they talked of how much they enjoyed spanking. Connie admitted that she was moody in that department, that there were days when she craved a spanking, yet she could go months without wanting one.
"Do you like to hand it out?" Mary asked.
"Again it's a sometime thing with me," Connie said. "One thing I always like though, is to get a man on all fours or bent over something, and use a riding crop on his butt. I can really make a man cry and cringe and snivel when I whip his butt with my crop."
"That's the truth, dear," Norman told his daughter. "I've taken a couple of beatings like that from her and I can tell you the marks stayed on my ass for a very long time."
Talk of spanking naturally led to the reality of it, and then Mary lay across her father's lap, her ass beautifully framed by her garter belt, then as Connie stared in fascination, he gave his daughter a spanking. He made every spank count and soon had her crying very loudly and kicking her legs, but it was obvious to the woman, as she watched and listened, that Mary loved it, every stinging smack of her father's big hand, every salty tear which ran from her shining eyes.
After the spanking, Connie went to kneel by the chair and while she examined and fondled one buttock, Norman concentrated on the other.
"Oh Daddy," Mary sobbed, "that was such a nice spanking and my ass is so hot and tingly. Fuck me, Daddy. Give it to me from behind while my ass is so hot. Give me a spanking with your belly and let me feel your big cock stretching my cunt."
He told her which pocket the condoms were in and while she ran to get one, Connie told him how thrilling it was going to be to watch him fucking his daughter.
"It may be thrilling to watch, but take my word for it, it's even more thrilling to do. She has suck a tight little cunt, it just wraps around my cock like a silk glove. How she loves her fucking too. She can never get enough of it. She sure as hell didn't inherit that from her mother, the frozen bitch. She'd rather dig a ditch than get fucked."
"Perhaps you don't get her hot enough. Have you tried really loving her up first, eating her cunt and all that?"
"Shit, I tried once, years ago, to lap her twat. She damn near pissed herself she was so upset. She wouldn't let me close to her for a long time after that. Right now, I think if I got my face in her crotch, I'd vomit and lose my hard."
When Mary returned with the condom, she slipped it out of the package and kissed it before handing it to her father. He worked it over the big head of his cock, then she took over and gently rolled the latex along the long shaft, pausing to squeeze it when she was finished.
"Want to warm up my ass a little before you fuck me?" Mary asked her father.
"I'd love to do that for you, dear," Connie said, a look of eagerness in her eyes. "Suddenly, I'm very much in a spanking mood. Come lie over my thighs and give me that lovely young butt."
Eagerly, Mary went to the woman and lay over her lap, rubbing subtly on the firm thighs, arousing the woman as she further aroused herself.
"How many spanks do you want, darling?" Connie asked as she played with the warm, red cheeks.
"My ass is still burning, but I think I can take another dozen on each cheek. How does that sound?"
"It sounds absolutely delightful, you red assed angel. Here we go."
Connie proved to be a very good spanker indeed, her rhythm steady, her hand slapping briskly. While she went on spanking, Norman thrilled to the sight of her lovely breasts swaying and her hand rising and falling on his daughter's lovely bare ass. Mary resumed crying and that made it more exciting for him and for Connie as they watched the lovely girl kicking her legs as though trying to fan the fires which burned in the cheeks of her rosy red ass.
With each slap of her hand on a warm red cheek, Connie marveled at the firmness of the girl's butt, delighted in the sound and in the way the bare tummy rubbed across her thighs.
She felt a sense of sadness when she realized that there were only two more spanks to go.
Pausing, she fondled the left cheek, gave it a hard slap, then squeezed it. Mary was crying loudly then, yet the way she was rubbing told the woman she was waiting impatiently for the next spank. She dug the tips of her fingers into the right cheek, raised her hand, then brought it down in a smack which then became a squeeze as she listened to the loud cry the sting of the spank produced.
"Give her to me now, while that lovely red butt is red hot," Norman said, standing with a hand wrapped around his stiff, latex sheathed prick. "What a fuck she's going to get now."
Pushing off Connie's lap, Mary, still crying from the smacking, delighting in the hot tingling she felt in her buttocks, rubbed the hot cheeks, her breasts swaying, then dropped to her knees on the carpet, too anxious to get fucked to waste time going to the bed.
She went down on all fours, then her father was kneeling up behind her and she felt his cock rub her tingling ass. Her father guided the big rod and she felt it come into her crotch, find the slit of warm cunt and push slowly into it.
With the head of his prick nicely planted in his daughter's cunt, Norman gripped her hips with both hands and slowly buried the full length of it in her. As he did, Connie was lying beside them, staring up, thrilling to the sight of the cock turning what had been a little slit into a wide circle.
While Norman rested with his cock buried up his daughter's cunt, Connie got up and went to kneel with her thighs capturing Mary's head, reaching under the girl, she found her breasts and fondled them. As she did, she and Norman looked at each other, exchanging glances of passion.
Tightening the grip of his hands, he began to give Mary a slow fucking and she moaned with ecstasy as she felt her father's big cock stretching her twat as it worked slowly in and out of her cunt which was already so sensitized from Connie's tongue.
The fucking her father was giving her was delightful enough in itself, but it was made far more thrilling by the position of her head between Connie's thighs and the way the woman was squeezing and rubbing her dangling breasts.
The hot tingles in the cheeks of Mary's ass felt so good that she wanted to be spanked again. She felt and heard the gentle slap, slap of her father's belly on her butt, but that only made her hungrier for the feel of a slapping hand there, a hand that would make the tingles even hotter and more delicious.
"Spank me, Daddy," she panted. "Spank my ass while you fuck me. Drive me right out of my mind, my darling Daddy."
She didn't know whether it would be possible for him to spank her while he was riding her ass, but she felt both his hands leave her hips, then felt a sharp slap on the outside of her right buttock, partly on the hip which was more sensitive to the sting than was the cheek itself.
With the next stroke of his cock, her father gave her a sting on the other buttock. When the third stroke of his cock was accompanied by another slap, Mary groaned with pleasure as she knew he was going to go on spanking her all the way through the slow fucking.
After a few more strokes of cock, each accompanied by a stinging slap of ass cheek and hip, Mary began to cry. It was the first time she had ever cried while being fucked and she loved it, hoped she would never again be just fucked without the slapping to make her cry.
"Jesus, what a wild beauty she is," Connie said, her hands still busy with Mary's lovely tits. "Look at the color of that ass and she still wants more of it. Oh Christ, what a sweet fucking joy this is. I think I'm going to come just watching you fuck your daughter while you slap that beautiful bare butt and make it redder."
And then Connie saw the man stop slapping, heard him panting as he renewed his grip on his daughter's hips and began riding her with the speed of a dog, his cock pistoning madly in the hot juicy cunt.
Seconds later, he stopped stroking and his body jerked against his daughter's red ass as he fired his load. While he did, Connie squeezed Mary's tits with both hands and made the girl moan.
"Oh Jesus, what a fuck that was," Norman said weakly as he pressed against the rounds of his daughter's ass. "Is your poor butt sore, darling? Once I started slapping I couldn't stop. I've never fucked that way before."
"Oh Daddy, it was so good, so wonderful," Mary told him, her words interspersed with sobs. "I'll want to get fucked that way all the time. The cheeks of my ass feel so good, I think heaven but be somewhere in my crack."
"Let me see, darling," Connie told her and hurried to the other end of the kneeling nude, fondling the red cheeks and drawing them apart. "Yes, Mary, you're very right, heaven is in the crack of your butt. It's round and smooth and pink, right here," she said and then the tip of a finger touched Mary's hole, paused there for a second, then slowly pushed into it.
"Oh Daddy," Mary panted, "she has her finger right up my ass, up my hole. Oh Daddy, it feels so nice."
"I'm glad you like it, dear," Connie told her as she worked the finger in and out of the tight ring. "One of these days, we'll grease your daddy's big cock and I'll watch him burying it up this tight little hole. Have you ever been ass-fucked, darling."
"No."
"How about you, Norman, have you ever given it to a woman up the ass?"
"No, I buggered a man once. We went to his hotel room for him to give me a blow job, then he asked me to shove it up his ass. I took it out of his mouth and he got down on all fours. I had trouble getting it in his arsehole, but when I did, it was a sheer delight. When I went off with my cock up that tight hole, I really emptied my balls. I left my cock in his hole as I reached under him and found his cock, then I jerked him off."
"Mmmm, sounds like fun," Connie told him. "How come you never did it again?"
"I never got the opportunity, but now that you suggest it, I'm dying to get my cock up that pretty little pink hole of Mary's. What a treat that would be, especially with those pretty cheeks red after a good spanking. How does it sound to you, Mary?"
"You know me, Daddy, I'll try anything you ever want. Oh God, I'm so horny."
"I know just what you mean, darling," Connie told her, taking her finger out of her arsehole. "Come lie on the carpet with me, the bed is too far away."
While Norman watched, desire beginning to flare anew, Connie and his daughter hurried faces into hot crotches and then they were lapping each other again, the sounds and sights making him eager to get his cock hard again.
One after the other, they climaxed, then rolled apart to rest, but Norman had other ideas. He went down on Connie first, lapped her to another orgasm, then he moved to his daughter who sighed as she opened her legs in invitation and he buried his face in her warm, wet crotch and lapped until she cried out and her body jerked violently in climax.
Through the afternoon, they talked and played and sipped drinks. From time to time, the females went down on each other, then Connie took Mary on her lap and gave her another spanking.
When she finished and the girl stood crying and rubbing her tingling ass, Norman showed a stiff cock and licked his lips as he looked at Connie.
"Not my cunt, darling," she told him. "I'm not in the mood for it today. I have a very exciting idea though, just stand there."
He stood and Connie hurried from the room. When she returned, she wore an elbow length, black kid glove on her right hand.
"Mary dear," she told the girl, "kneel in front of your daddy. I'm going to milk his cock and give you a nice drink of warm cream."
"You're going to jerk him off in my mouth?" Mary asked. "Why don't I just suck him off?"
"Because I love milking cocks and the way I do it, men love it too."
Standing behind Norman, she closed the gloved hand around the shaft of his cock and began slowly pulling him.
It seemed a waste to Mary as she knelt, waiting for the semen to spurt into her mouth, but it was obvious to her that her father and Connie were both enjoying it and that was enough.
Connie had been pulling for a long time when Norman panted the word that he was going to shoot. Mary opened her mouth wide and moved it closer to the head of his prick, then the cream was shooting and she drank it greedily.
CHAPTER V
They ate dinner in the nude. Connie had phoned for Chinese food and when it was delivered, she greeted the good looking young oriental, wearing just a sheer negligee. As she closed the door behind him, his eyes widened at the sight of her.
He gasped again as Mary walked into the room, naked, her firm breasts bobbing as she smiled and said hello. While Connie produced money, Mary went to the youth and offered him her tits to play with. Nervously at first, then eagerly, he fondled them and she felt his stiff cock in the front of his pants.
"We haven't time to fuck," she told him, "but I could take your cock out and give you a fast blow job, if you like."
He looked at Connie who smiled approval, then his fly was open and Mary was taking his hard prick out. She gave it a squeeze, kissed the head, then pushed it into her mouth and sucked him off. His knees turned to water as she drained his balls, then gave him back his spent cock.
"Man, I've heard of big tippers," he told them as he tucked his spent tool back into his pants, "but this is really crazy."
Later, when they told Norman of the incident, he roared with laughter, then gave his daughter a spanking for having sucked the man's cock without inviting him to watch.
At the end of the meal, Connie opened the fortune cookies and passed them around. Taking his, Norman had her move her chair back from the table and sit on the edge. Carefully, he fitted the cookie into her cunt, then went to his daughter and gave her one, the same way. Returning to Connie, he used his tongue to get the cookie out of her cunt, broke it open and ate the pieces as he unfolded the paper. He roared with laughter, then tried to keep a straight face as he read his fortune aloud.
"Dare to be different and your life will be full," he read and the women laughed. When he removed the cookie from his daughter's snatch and ate the pieces, he almost choked as he read the message, "happiness is to be found in the warmth of the family."
"Damn clever, these Chinese," he commented when they had managed to stop laughing.
When it was time to go, they dressed, at least Norman and his daughter did, then he realized his wife would be suspicious if he and Mary arrived home together. They discussed it and agreed that he would leave right away, and Mary would follow by taxi in about a half hour.
Alone with the woman, Mary told her how much she had enjoyed the day and that her only regret was that she hadn't gotten to give Connie a spanking.
"I've spanked and strapped Daddy's ass," she told her, "but I've never spanked a woman's smooth ass. Yours would be such a joy to spank."
"Hell, why didn't you tell me?" Connie said and stood. "Just pull your dress high so I won't wrinkle it."
Hurrying to an armless chair, Mary pulled the hem of her dress above her hips, then sat and let out a little squeal as the beautiful woman lay across her thighs, her beautifully rounded ass cheeks excitingly presented.
"How does it feel so far?" Connie asked as she rubbed subtly over the smooth thighs of the girl.
"Oh Connie, I'm so excited, I don't know if I'll be able to spank," she said as her right hand fondled satin cheeks while her eyes feasted on the sight.
She raised her hand, then found out that she could spank after all. The feel of the smooth, firm round and the exciting sound the spank produced, caused Mary to cry out a little more loudly than Connie, then Mary saw the pink marks the slap had made and painted a matching set on the other cheek.
"How many spanks can you take?" she asked Connie, her right hand rubbing warmly over the twin rounds of her ass.
"All of a sudden I'm in the mood," Connie told her. "Go ahead and give me a real spanking. Don't bother to count, just slap my ass rosy red and make me cry. Give it to me, baby."
Mary took the woman at her word and went on to set her butt on fire with her eagerly slapping hand. There was much crying, panting and rubbing from her victim as the spanking went on, and it served to make it much more exciting for the girl. When she finally stopped, fiery red covered both cheeks of Connie's ass and she went on crying as she got to her feet and rubbed her tingling ass with both hands.
When Connie told her to, Mary lay on her back on the couch, then Connie was kneeling astride her face. She saw the crotch come slowly down to her mouth, then she was expressing her appreciation of the spanking, her tongue licking between the lips of the woman's hot cunt. She went on with the silent expression of appreciation until Connie climaxed and rubbed her warm, wet cunt all over Mary's face.
Mary would have kept the sticky fluid on her face, but Connie pointed out that her mother might smell it and ask for an explanation. While Connie phoned the taxi, Mary reluctantly washed her face, then she went home.
On arrival, she found that her mother had gone to bed, so she had a chance to tell her father what had transpired after he'd left the woman's house.
Four days later, Mary and her father watched their world crash. Their mother had gone out for an hour or two, she said, and they hurried to Mary's bedroom and went into action.
While Norman was spanking his daughter, two men slipped silently into the house, using the key which Mary's mother had given them. They listened to the spanking, then one stole a peek and watched Norman lapping his daughter's cunt.
After that, they heard Mary say she would get a safe. There was silence as the man put the condom on, then came the sounds of panting as he fucked the girl, slapping her ass and hips at the same time. The men waited until the sounds of grunting and panting told them he had finished the job, then they walked into the room, showed their identification and informed Norman that he was under arrest on a charge of incest.
Norman's wife had been watching from down the street and, as her husband was taken into the prowl car, she hurried into the house to find her naked daughter crying as though her heart was broken.
"He won't fuck you again for a long time, you little slut," her mother told her as she looked down at the trembling, naked body of the girl who had betrayed her with her own husband. "I'm going to see if I can get you put away too. You're worse than an animal. I suppose it was you who lured him on in the first place."
As Mary became aware of what her mother was saying, her crying stopped and she felt cold hatred moving in to replace all other emotions.
"You filthy, sneaking bitch," she said as she got off the bed. "You sent the police here to catch him. You sent your own husband to prison for God knows how long."
"That's right. I feel very proud of myself. He wasn't interested in me, why should he have been when his whore daughter gave him all the fucking he wanted. Well, he won't be getting any fucking for a long time now. Neither will you, you slut. If I can get you put where you belong, you won't be getting any sex either."
"Get out of my sight, you filthy bitch," Mary spat the words at her mother. "I'm trying to keep from killing you but I'm not sure I can hold back much longer. If you're smart, you'll get into your bedroom and try to bar the door so I can't get in and cut your rotten throat."
She saw her mother turn pale, then heard a gasp as the woman turned and ran from her room. Seconds later, she heard the bedroom door being closed, then heard a sound like a chair being dragged, then being jammed under the doorknob.
Sleep wasn't going to come that night, Mary told herself, so she used the time to consider her plans for the future. Living with her mother was out of the question. She had to get away and she needed help to do it.
It was then that she thought about Connie.
Next morning there was no communication between mother and daughter, but Mary read much in the woman's stares of hostility. She saw that her mother was getting dressed to go out and wondered what that meant to her.
Pretending to be getting ready to go to school, she bided her time until her mother was ready to leave, then, alone in the house, she hurried into action.
She knew where her father kept emergency money in the bedroom and, declaring it was an emergency, she took the twenty dollars she found there.
Deciding against calling a taxi which would mean a record of the trip if the police came looking for her, she carried her suitcase four blocks to the bus stop and took a bus to the center of the city where she transferred to another which took her to within two blocks of Connie's house.
A maid answered the door and told Mary that Connie was still in bed. Not wanting to be kept waiting outside where neighbors would see her, Mary brushed past the woman and walked into the house, telling the maid she was a friend of Connie's and that she would wait.
The maid went away and less than two minutes later, Connie hurried into the room, still tying the sash of her negligee. The garment was sheer enough to show Mary that she was naked underneath it.
Mary, you're in trouble," Connie whispered with a worried expression. "Wait, come with me. Leave your suitcase there."
They went into Connie's bedroom and Mary recalled how much happier she had been the last time she'd been in the room. Trying to keep from crying, she told the story of how they had been caught and her father arrested. Before long, the tears emerged and then she broke down and cried her heart out as the woman held and comforted her as best she could.
"So you see," Mary went on, later, when she was able to talk again, "I've got to get away and also so they can't make me testify against Daddy."
"We'll find a way, dear. By the way, are you sixteen yet?"
"I will be in two more days. Wish me happy birthday," she added, bitterly.
"Poor kid. Okay, this is two days short of being legal, but I can hide you here until we can arrange something. Wait a minute, I've got it. I have these two happy lesbians who live about three hundred miles from here. They're not the jealous type, they're both a lot of fun and they'd give their eye teeth to have a yummy young beauty like you around the house. Are you interested?"
"Oh yes, anything. I'll make sure to show them my appreciation. How do I get there?"
"First I have to work it out with them. Until I do, you'll stay here. The maid can be trusted to be quiet if the police go looking for you. When it's all arranged, we'll put a blonde wig on you and go for a little drive."
"Thanks, Connie. I knew I could count on you. You can't know how much this means to me.
"Forget it, dear. I'm doing it for you and for your father. That poor lamb, such a sweet guy to be in the hands of the cops."
All through the day, Connie alternated between leaving the girl to herself and trying to cheer her up. When the maid left, late in the afternoon, Mary told her hostess she was ready to go to the bedroom.
There, Connie quickly cheered the girl up as her open palm spanked from cheek to cheek, then they went to the bed for more cheering up of each other.
All through the long evening, they spanked, talked, lapped cunts and generally kept their minds off the plight of Mary's father until they both collapsed from fatigue and slept soundly.
CHAPTER VI
"They're a couple of real spanking nuts, dear," Connie told Mary as they drove toward the city that was to be Mary's new home away from home. "When they see that sweet ass of yours, they won't want to let you go."
"They sound wonderful, but I can't just sponge off them. I'll want to get a job and look after myself."
"Those are all things you can work out with them, dear. They can more than afford to support you for as long as you want, but I can understand that you'd like to be independent."
Connie braked hard, slowed the speed of the car and turned into a motel entrance. Since they were on the edge of the city of their destination, Mary was surprised.
"Why are we stopping, Connie? Aren't we almost there?" she asked.
"Yes, but I just did some fast thinking. Let's check into this place, it looks decent enough. We can eat here, relax for a little while, maybe work up a sweat, then shower and change before we go to meet your new friends. After all, I'll be losing you in a little while, I'd love to have one more session with you just before I turn you over to those greedy wenches. Jesus, when they see you, they're going to think this is Christmas and I'm Santa Claus."
It was just after noon when they went into the dining room and ate lightly, salads and cold drinks, then they went to their room. Standing by the bed, they kissed passionately, then tumbled onto it with all their clothes on. As they writhed through many passionate kisses, the hems of their dresses hiked high, baring luscious thighs and buttocks which were quickly covered by gently rubbing hands.
"Darling," Connie whispered excitedly, "remember the day we met and you surprised me by sucking my panties. The ones I'm wearing may be a bit gamy now, but I could change. I'd love to feel you doing that again."
"I'd love to, but only on condition that you don't change. I hope your crotch is very sweaty, it should be nice and tasty that way."
"What a wild little devil you are, baby," Connie said as she lay back and opened her legs wide, a hand rubbing the crotch of her panties.
A look of shock came over her face, then she sighed and smiled.
"What is it, darling?" Mary asked.
"Don't look, but we have an audience of one. There is a man out there pretending to be gardening, but what he's really doing is watching us. Want me to close the drapes?"
"Oh no, let's give him a real show."
Getting off the bed, Mary hurried to the window to wave at the young man and give him a smile. She opened the window, looked around to see that the grounds at the rear of the motel were otherwise deserted, then she drew the hem of her dress high to show him her panties. When she returned to the bed, the man moved closer, hiding in a clump of bushes close to the window.
Standing by the bed, her back to the window, Mary took her dress off, then allowed the man to see her as she unhooked her bra. Taking it off, she turned to face him, her hands fondling her breasts, her tongue licking between her lips, then she got onto the bed with Connie who had turned so that the man at the window could have a good view of her open crotch where she was rubbing a hand, hotly as she sighed with passion.
For a little while, Mary teased her by fondling, kissing and licking her thighs, then her mouth fastened onto the crotch of her panties and she began sucking as her partner moaned and writhed. Mary's face hid Connie's crotch from the man's view, but it didn't hide hers as she knelt with her ass high, her knees apart so that he was able to admire her lush thighs, her crotch and her beautiful behind in the tiny, sheer, black nylon panties.
As he watched, panting and sweating, his hand moved in his pocket, adjusting the position of his stiff prick. He wanted to take it out and play with it, but that was too risky, he decided.
Mary sucked Connie's panties for a long time, then the woman pushed her away, got up off the bed and threw her dress off. She removed her bra to show the man her tits, then pushed her panties down and stepped out of them.
After she had shown him her bare ass, she turned, stood hipshot, her feet braced wide apart, and used the tips of her fingers to show him her wide open cunt.
"Ready to suck me, darling?" she asked Mary in a loud, clear voice, hoping he could stay here. "My cunt is so hot, it's just dying to be sucked and licked." As she said the words, she slowly pushed a finger into her cunt and worked it in and out a few times.
They went to the bed together, then Mary lay on her back and Connie knelt astride her upturned face. From his vantage point, the young man gazed hotly at the wild performance as Connie lowered her crotch slowly until he saw her cunt touch Mary's mouth and saw her tongue come out to greet it.
While she lovingly fondled Connie's beautiful butt, Mary gave her a delightful sucking and licking, triggering a strong come which caused Connie to rub her wet crotch on her lovely face. She went on massaging Mary's face, even after she finished coming, then she got up and so did Mary, smiling as she showed her wet face to the audience in the bushes.
When Connie got off the bed, she dragged the bench from the dresser and placed it directly in front of the window. Sitting on it, her knees wide apart so the man could see her twat, she turned and spoke loudly to Mary.
"Mary, I wasn't satisfied with the way you lapped my cunt, so I'm going to punish you with a spanking on your bare butt. Come here and I'll take your little panties down."
Her head bowed, Mary went to the woman and begged her not to spank her, but then her panties were being peeled down slowly, her lush ass being unveiled with studied slowness.
When her panties had been pulled down below the tops of her nylons, Mary walked around to Connie's left, paused to allow the man a look at her tummy and pussy bush, then, sobbing, she lay across Connie's sleek thighs, her lovely bare ass beautifully presented to the prying eyes of the man.
Connie played with the cheeks and crack of Mary's butt while she scolded her, then she began spanking as the eyes of the man seemed to become as big as saucers.
Groaning with desire, fearing that he was going to go off in his pants, the man watched as Connie slapped the lovely cheeks until they glowed a warm shade of pink, paused to play with them for a little while,, then resumed spanking and changed pink to bright, fiery red.
Through the long spanking, Mary cried lustily and kicked her legs to give the man teasing glimpses of her cunt, then as she got off Connie's lap, she did a dance around the room, her hands rubbing the red cheeks, her breasts bobbing and tears trickling down her cheeks.
When her panties tripped her, she caught her balance, then stepped out of them.
"If your ass is so hot, Mary," Connie told her and winked at the man in the bushes, "I suggest you park it in front of the open window. Perhaps the breeze will cool it a little for you. After that, I'm going to take you to bed and let your suck my juicy cunt again. I have a feeling you'll do a better job of cunt lapping this time."
As Mary approached the window, Connie raised it a little higher, so that the girl was able to stick her lovely red ass over the sill which was the perfect height.
Smiling, Connie beckoned to the man, he looked all around to ensure that he was still alone, then he moved closer to the window and reached for the rosy red rounds with both hands, panting as he played with them. Connie allowed him a minute to play, then she took Mary away from the window.
"We're going to suck each other's cunts now," she told the man. "I hope you enjoy the show."
"Jesus, I sure as hell will," he told her, still looking to his right and left, then back at Mary's red ass as she walked to the bed.
"Have you gone off in your pants yet?" Connie asked the man.
"Not yet, but I don't know how much longer I can hold it back."
"Neither do I," she told him, winked, then went to join Mary on the bed.
For a little while, they played with each other as the man feasted his eyes on the wildly erotic tableau in the room, then each had her face in the crotch of the other and they were greedily lapping cunts again as their hands fondled everything they could reach.
Mary climaxed first, moaning and gasping as the strong orgasm swept over her, then her tongue worked faster in Connie's crotch and then the other woman was crying out in orgasm.
They rested for a little while, then Mary announced that she wasn't satisfied with the cunt lapping Connie had given her and announced that it was Connie's turn to have her bare ass spanked.
On their way to the chair, they paused at the window where Mary ordered Connie to stick her bare, white ass out the window. Without waiting for an invitation, the man reached for the lush cheeks and rubbed with both hands until Mary took her away.
As Mary had done, Connie sobbed and pleaded to be spared the spanking. By that time, the man had figured out that it was a game with them and that they enjoyed spanking, so he felt no sympathy as the slapping of Connie's ass began and then she was crying loudly and kicking her long legs.
Mary administered as good a spanking as she had taken, and when she finally stopped, Connie's big ass glowed hotly and she was still crying as she jumped to her feet and danced around the room as Mary had done.
After a bit of dancing, she was ordered to stick her hot behind out the window to have it played with. The hands of the man were waiting for the cheeks of her ass as she stuck them out the window, then they were rubbing and squeezing.
"Jesus, let me in," he panted as he fondled red cheeks. "I gotta get fucked or I'll explode."
"Sorry, wrong number," Mary told him, "but I'll let you get your pressure down. Take your cock out and jerk off. Let me see you shooting your cream all over her beautiful red butt. Maybe that will cool it off for her."
A worried frown came over the face of the man, he looked around again, then he was opening his fly and taking his stiff prick out. The foreskin was pulled well back from a big head and Mary thought it was a waste of a good bone, but she let it go at that. He had been jerking for only a few seconds when she saw his knees buckle, then he was panting as his semen shot all over the cheeks of Connie's arched butt and into her deep crack.
Still bent over, Connie brought her behind back into the room and then Mary was spreading the rich fluid all over Connie's rosy red ass.
Thanking the young man for his cream and telling him she hoped he had enjoyed the show, Mary closed the drapes and then she and Connie went to the bathroom to shower and talk excitedly about the daring performance they had staged for the stranger.
They laughed together as they talked of how he would never be believed when he tried to tell his story.
CHAPTER VII
Before they left the motel, Connie phoned her lesbian friends, Sally and Jo, and they were delighted to hear her voice, urging her to break all speed records in getting to their house. Ignoring their advice, Connie drove carefully and arrived in their driveway twenty-five minutes later.
Mary noted that the house was set well back from the other houses and that there was a tall stonewall around the place and big barred gates which had been left open.
The house looked solid and expensive and the grounds were carefully tended. Mary wondered how many of a staff the lesbians employed and whether it interfered with their enjoyment of spankings.
As the car pulled to a stop, the door was thrown open and the two women rushed to greet them. As hugs and kisses were being exchanged, a uniformed servant, an older, dignified looking man, came to assist with bags. When the first of the two women kissed Mary, she kissed her on the mouth, then sent her tongue into Mary's mouth to lick wetly.
When she moved to the other woman to accept a kiss of greeting, Mary's mouth was invaded by a tongue for the second time and her own tongue decided to come out to play, delighting the woman who hugged her with the strength of a wrestler, Mary thought, then boldly fondled her ass through her thin dress, despite the fact that the servant was standing right behind Mary and could see what she was doing.
They hurried into the house and drinks were poured. As they sat, chatting, Mary had a chance to look the two women over. Despite the fact that they were both in their forties, they were beautifully preserved, although she guessed that they could both do with a bit of dieting.
Sally, forty-two years old, was a really big woman. Mary learned later that she stood a fraction under six feet and weighed in at a hundred and eighty. Bra size for her was 42-D and she measured forty-four around the hips, a very firm forty-four, Mary was to learn a little later.
Although Jo was smaller, she was still not a small woman by any means. Five-seven in height, she weighed one-forty and it was all solid meat. She had big tits, though not as big as Sally's and what promised to be a beautifully big butt sor spanking, Mary thought.
Over drinks and conversation, Mary made a point of showing her thighs as the others were doing, and she liked what she saw. While their thighs were big, they looked very firm and Mary observed that the tops of their nylons barely made any impression at all in their flesh, an indication of the kind of firmness Mary liked.
Connie told the women about their adventure at the motel and they were delighted, asking for details and getting them, alternately laughing and gasping at the boldness Connie and Mary had displayed in staging the performance for the man.
"All over your bare ass?" Jo gasped as the woman told of how they had induced the man to jerk off at the end of the show.
"All over it," Mary replied, "and then I rubbed it into her skin to soothe her poor spanked cheeks. It was the least I could do to make the poor dear feel better, after such a terrible spanking."
"Speaking of spanking," Sally said, giving Jo a pensive look, "I think I know two little girls who have been very naughty today."
"I agree," her friend replied. "It strikes me that a couple of spankings would be in order. Shall we toss a coin to see who spanks whom?"
The toss of a coin decided that Sally would spank Mary while Connie would have her ass spanked by Jo. A second toss of the coin decided that Connie was to get her spanking first.
"We usually wear corselets when we go out," Jo explained as she and Sally removed their dresses, "but around the house we prefer bra and panties, even if we are a bit plump for that sort of thing."
"You sure won't hear me complaining," Mary said, her eyes wide with delight as she looked from one to the other and changed her mind about their needing to diet.
Sally wore black bra and panties while Jo wore matching pink. Between bra and panty tops, she saw firm flesh with no trace of spare tires and it hade her wonder how women over forty could be in such perfect shape.
"Surprised, dear?" Jo asked Mary.
"Yes. Connie said you had great figures and I liked the look of you with your dresses on, but this is like wow. I mean, Jesus, what bodies. Do I get to spank those beautiful asses while I'm here?"
"You'd better do it often and do it well, dearie," Sally told her, "or your ass will regret it. I guess Connie has told you we're real spanking nuts."
Advancing on Connie and Mary, the older women took their dresses off, then busied themselves playing with their lush bodies. Mary felt a little tremor of excitement as her partner unhooked her bra, then took it off and marveled at the beauty of the firm, young breasts.
"What a beautiful pair of handles, darling," Sally told her. "They're so firm, I think I could pick you up by them and carry you."
"That would be nice if you did it with your mouth instead of your hands."
"I see it's almost spanky-spank time, dear," Sally said as she watched Jo taking Connie's panties off. "I'll relieve you of your panties, then you can lie on my lap and wait for yours. I've been dying to see this pretty ass bare," she added, then saw it as she took Mary's panties down and the girl stepped out of them wearing only her garter belt, nylons and shoes.
"They're almost ready to start," Sally told Mary. "Come turn that beautiful bottom up over my lap so I can play with it while we watch and listen to Connie getting it on the ass."
Sally sat and patted her big thighs, then Mary was lying across them and squirming into position. Sally's big right hand rubbed and squeezed a cheek, then they heard the clear, exciting sound of a spank, heard Connie give a little gasp and then the spanking was underway as Jo's hand continued to rise and fall while Connie entertained the audience with her crying and the kicking of her long, shapely legs.
During the spanking, Sally was mostly content to play with Mary's ass while they watched, but from time to time the temptation became too great and she would give her partner a sample smack on a beautiful cheek.
When Connie's spanking was finished, Jo gave the signal to Sally and she went to work on Mary's bottom. As the hand smacked from cheek to cheek, Mary realized that the woman wasn't using her full strength, but was using enough to make the spanking delightful for her.
As the end of Mary's spanking approached, Connie gave a yelp of surprise when her partner resumed smacking her ass and went on to give her another ten stinging smacks on each cheek.
Sally and Jo exchanged glances, the sound of a double spank rang out, then Connie and Mary were being helped to their feet. The older women had them stand side by side, and as their crying softened, the women crouched behind them, examining and fondling the warm, red cheeks, commenting on their appearance and feel.
Later, roles were switched as Connie and Mary became dominant and the big women sobbed as they were deprived of their bras in preparation for punishment. Mary was amazed at how Sally's big tits could be so firm. It couldn't have just happened, she thought as she fondled them and tweaked the long nipples so that they became longer and very hard. She guessed the women knew some secret and hoped they would share it with her so that as she grew older, her breasts would remain firm and youthful.
And then her interest moved lower as she fondled buttocks and cunt through clinging nylon panties, then slowly pulled them down to bare an ass which she judged as being nothing short of magnificent. The crack was deep, the cheeks massive, yet excitingly firm. Sally had skin smoother than silk and it slipped easily under her rubbing hands.
Standing with her panties stretched across her big thighs, Sally sounded very much a little girl as she sobbed and begged Mary not to spank her on the bare ass.
"Please, Mummy," she sobbed, "at least let me keep my little panties on."
Mary's reply was a stinging slap on the big left cheek as she told the woman to keep quiet, then she went to sit on the armless chair and Sally hobbled to her, made a final plea, then lay across her thighs, her lovely big butt beautifully presented.
Seeing that Connie was still playing with her woman, Mary decided to start spanking. The massive cheeks offered a challenge, but her right hand was excitingly equal to it and when her tired arm made her stop spanking, Mary delighted in the sight of a pair of rosy red cheeks, the color glowing brightly all the way from the top of the woman's crack to her thighs.
While she played with the hot cheeks, Mary watched Jo getting her ass spanked by Connie, then watching was not enough for her. Helping Sally off her lap, she lay on her back on her floor and invited the big nude to kneel astride her face.
"Jesus, what a beautiful big crotch you have, Sally," she panted and licked her lips. "Bring it down and cover my face with it. I can play with your beautiful butt while I eat your cunt until you can't stand it."
"Are you sure you re only sixteen?" Sally asked as she knelt and rubbed a hand over her cunt, positive that she could feel the hunger in it, then she sighed and slowly moved her knees apart.
Looking hotly up into the woman's crotch, Mary groaned with desire as she watched the cunt coming down to her face. Despite Sally's size, she noted, there was nothing big about her cunt. If anything, it looked to be smaller than Connie's.
Holding Sally's warm, smooth ass with both hands, Mary gave her a beautiful sucking and licking as the soft, wet cunt rubbed subtly back against her face and kept on doing so until Sally threw her head back, closed her eyes tightly and cried out in orgasm, her big tits swaying madly.
After her wet crotch had given Mary's face a wild rubbing, Sally got up and Mary saw that the other spanking had finished and the two women were lying on the carpet, each lapping the other's cunt.
Later, when Mary mentioned she was in the mood to get fucked by a big, stiff cock, Sally and Jo left the room. When they returned, still naked, each wore just what Mary had mentioned, a big, stiff prick, held in place with leather harness.
Sighing with delight, Mary bent and rested her hands on the couch, her feet wide apart. Beside her, Connie took up her position and then the two big women became men as they went into action with their strong cocks, penetrating juicy cunts and stretching them as Sally and Jo rode the arched, pink arses of their partners and gave them both a good fucking.
Later, after she had sucked the cunt juice off the dildo which had fucked her so beautifully, Mary's eyes shone with excitement as she told Sally and Jo how she looked forward to living with them, especially since they could turn themselves into big cocked men at any time they wanted.
CHAPTER VIII
Although there were still moments of sadness for her father, Mary fitted beautifully into her new life with the two lusty lesbians. Most of their evenings were spent at home with all three of them naked, or in bra and panties.
Sally and Joe had called themselves spanking nuts and they more than lived up to their self applied label.
Under their influence, Mary became even more dedicated to the stinging art.
Less than two weeks after her arrival, Mary returned from work one day to find Connie waiting for her. There had to be something wrong, she sensed, for the woman to make the long drive without phoning first.
"What is it, Connie?" she blurted. "What's wrong with Daddy."
"Your father is alive and well, dear. Let's go to your room. I'm sure Sally and Jo will excuse us."
"Hurry and tell me, Connie," Mary pleaded as they went to the stairs.
"There's too much to tell in a hurry, dear. It's all about your father's plans for the future."
"Isn't he still in jail?" Mary wanted to know.
"No, we were finally able to get him out on bail."
"Is he going to run away?"
"Stop asking questions now and let me do the talking, Connie said as she closed the bedroom door behind them and told Mary to sit.
"How do you feel about your mother now, dear?" Connie asked.
"I hate her. I think I'm sorry I didn't kill her that night."
"How would you feel if somebody killed her now?"
"You mean, Daddy? I'd be afraid he'd be caught."
"He isn't afraid. This incest charge will destroy his whole life, his career, everything. He had planned to commit suicide, but I talked him out of it. Now he has another plan. Since he has nothing to lose, he is going to gamble on a new future."
"Tell me, Connie. Tell me everything."
"Very well. He's hiding out now, completely out of circulation. One night soon, he's going to slip into your mother's house and kill her. He feels he owes her that and I don't blame him."
"Neither do I, but he'll be the first one the cops will go looking for when they find the body."
"Perhaps, but he's prepared for that. For one thing, he's going to make it a rape murder to divert suspicion. Under the cover of darkness, he'll slip back into hiding. I have a friend who is a magician at make up. When he's done his job, even you wouldn't recognize your father. Later, he may have plastic surgery as well."
"But he can't hide forever. What comes next?"
"Another friend, one who lives in Colombia. He can provide your father with a passport, visas, letters, the whole package, all under a new name. He and I will go to another country and work on establishing a whole new identity for him. I'm very confident it's going to work out just fine."
"But wouldn't it be easier if he didn't kill the bitch? I mean as a murder suspect he'll be worth chasing all over the world. Just for incest, they wouldn't look that hard."
"I agree, darling, but it's something he feels he has to do. With him, it's a part of the package."
"Okay, tell him he'll be doing it for me too. When can I see him?"
"I'm afraid you can't dear. He wants to see you too, but he understands it's out of the question for quite a while. He loves you very much, dear, he's always thinking of you."
That statement proved to be something less than true the following Saturday night as Norman approached his old home. Wearing a blond, crew cut wig, dirty jeans and an open shirt, he made a point of chatting with the driver of the all night bus. If, after discovery of the murder, the driver reported dropping off a man with a blond crew cut, so much the better.
His wife was a very heavy sleeper, he knew, and not even the recent turmoil could change that. He approached the side door, fitted the key in the lock and opened it quietly. The running shoes he wore permitted him to go silently to the bedroom. Light spilled from the bathroom and showed him the sleeping form of his wife.
At the sight of her, his first reaction was one of pure hatred, then came a reaction which startled him as he felt his cock rising strongly in erection. There was no way it could have been sexual arousal, so he told himself it must be excitement over the prospect of murder, the ultimate revenge.
Looking around the room he saw that, as usual, the drapes were closed tightly. On the floor beside the bed he spotted a pair of nylons. He picked one up and put it on the bed beside his wife.
Norman smiled as he took the gag from his pocket. Crouching, he took a deep breath, assured himself that he was ready to perform the act he had studied with Connie, then he moved swiftly and with smoothness which delighted him. Before Connie could wake, he was tying the gag in place.
Grabbing the nylon, he caught her flailing arms, worked with the same smoothness and then her wrists were bound tightly together. Sighing, he turned on the light and smiled down at her.
The shock and the sudden light combined to rob her of vision for a little while, then he saw her frowning until she saw beyond the wig and recognized her husband. Her eyes went wide with horror as she sensed the purpose of his visit in the dead of night.
"Yes, bitch," he told her as he opened the front of his jeans, "I'm going to kill you. I'm going to make it a rape murder. I'm going to fuck you, then I'll kill you. Are you wondering how? I'm going to use these hands to strangle you. These hands were very gentle when they fondled our daughter's lovely young tits, when they stroked her tender little cunt, and even when they spanked her beautiful bare butt. She loved to have me spank her and make the cheeks of her ass all red. She loved to have my girl friend spank her too, then they'd go down on each other and suck cunts. What a horny little angel she turned out to be, not all like you.
She's living with a pair of older lesbians now and they spank and eat cunt night and day. I wish she could be here to see me rape you, then strangle you. I know she'd love it. We often talked about how great it would be if you'd die."
He saw something besides fear in her eyes, saw that she was silently begging him to stop saying such things, that the words were torturing her, so he decided to talk some more.
"Mary was just thirteen when we began fucking. The first time, I sucked her cunt and gave her a come before I slipped my cock into her tiny little cunt. Remember how big my cock is? Here, I'll show you," he told her as he pushed his jeans and briefs down and his prick leaped out. "Imagine fitting this into the tiny little cunt of our thirteen year-old daughter. Christ, how she loves to fuck. She loves to suck it too. She really drinks my cream and drains these big balls."
Getting onto the bed, Norman reached for the front of his wife's nightie. Smiling at her, he tugged, then there was a ripping sound as the fabric gave. Slowly, he ripped it all the way down the front, then pulled it open. As she lay on her back, her tits looked soft, as he remembered them. He squeezed one, hard enough to make her wince, then he let it go, not liking the feel of it.
"Open your legs and show me your cunt," he told her, but she kept them closed tightly, something she had done well, over the years of their marriage.
Smiling, he slapped her face and brought tears to her eyes. He repeated the command and she opened her legs wide. When he told her to bend her knees up, he held out his open hand, threateningly, and she obeyed.
"So that's the cunt I'm going to fuck, is it?" he said to her. "It isn't much of a cunt. Not nearly as nice as Mary's. She has a lovely little cunt and it's tasty too. Christ, how I love to suck it and lick it. I can make her come over and over again and then after it's all wet and slippery, I feed my cock into it just a little at a time. How she loves having that tender little cunt stretched by my cock. She moans and squirms and pants for more, then I give her a slow fucking. I'll be thinking of her while I'm fucking you. She knows I'm going to kill you. She wanted to come and watch. Turn over now, your ass is more attractive than your cunt or your sour face."
She seemed anxious to turn over and lie face down. Norman took the torn nightie off and gazed at her butt. It was better than the rest of her. The cheeks were big and smooth and she had a completely hairless crack. He reached for the big ovals with both hands. The flesh was a little softer than he'd have liked, still, he told himself, they would be interesting to spank. At the thought, he checked the window and found it closed.
"I'm going to spank your butt," he told her as he stripped naked. "I'm going to take you over my lap and really make those fat cheeks burn. I'd love to use a belt on you, but I'm afraid that would leave marks. A spanking will make your butt red, but the color will go away."
Terrified, she didn't try to resist as he pulled her onto his lap and palyed with her big, white butt, squeezing and fondling the cheeks.
"I don't suppose you know what a spanking feels like," he told her as he played. "I'm sure you won't enjoy it as Mary and her lesbian friends do, but I'll enjoy it. Here comes your ass warming," he told her, then began spanking, hard, harder than he had ever spanked Mary.
Her ass colored quickly and he heard her attempts at crying which the gag effectively muffled. It was a shame, he thought, that she had to be gagged. Her crying would add so much to the pleasure of slapping her joggling ass. When he noticed a couple of small bruises on the apex of the big cheeks, he moved to her hips and thighs, knowing how it stung.
When he stopped, the backs and outsides of both her thighs were as red as the cheeks of her ass, and when he put her down on the bed, he liked the way she writhed as the sting continued to burn in her well beaten flesh.
"Get up on your hands and knees now," he told her. "I'm going to fuck you from behind so I can look at your red ass instead of the face I hate. This is the way we like best, Mary and I, especially after she's been spanked and her lovely ass is rosy red."
In that position, he saw that his wife's tits hung pendulously and looked better than usual. Reaching under her, he fondled them, but they still felt too soft so he let them go and returned his attention to her arched, red ass, rubbing it as his cock throbbed, then he moved her knees farther apart and checked her cunt.
"Good, your twat is dry," he told her. "I'll ram my cock in hard and hurt you. It would be easier if I were to wet your cunt for you, to lubricate it a little, but I want this to be an unpleasant fuck for you. I want it to hurt," he added as he guided his cock to her cunt, allowed her to feel the head right at her slit, then he gave her a hard spank on each cheek of her behind. Her body tensed as she sensed her was ready to jab it into her cunt, then he did, roughly, ramming half the length of his shaft into her with the one stroke.
"Did that hurt your cunt? I'm glad. I think I'll pull it out now and jab it to you again. Here," he said, then pulled his cock out, put it back to her slit and jabbed it in again. He did it four or five times and then his cock shone with moisture.
As he looked at her butt, he had a thought which brought a smile to his face. Parting the cheeks of her butt, he guided the head of his cock to the pink ring. He felt her catch her breath as he teased her by rubbing his cock on her hole, then he held her with his left arm and slowly pushed until the head of his cock expanded her hole and pushed into it.
Taking his time, he worked the long shaft all the way up her hole, then gave her a slow buggering, telling her how much he enjoyed fucking her up the butt and that he knew how horrible an ordeal it must be for her.
"I have to pull out now," he told her and did so.
"I've got to save my cream for your cunt so that there will be traces of it there when they find you. Think of it, bitch, I've just taken my prick out of your shit chute and I'm going to ram it up your cunt. I wonder if they'll find shit in your cunt when they examine your body."
Guiding his cock to her slit again, he pushed it in slowly, buried it, then gripped her just above the hips and pressed against the warmth of her rosy butt.
"I know you don't like getting fucked," he told her as his cock throbbed inside her, "but look on the bright side. You'll never get fucked again. In just a little while, I'm going to kiss you. After that you'll never do anything again. I should have killed you years ago, then Mary and I would have been free to have all the fun in the world."
He felt the strong churning in his loins which told him that blast off was close, so he decided to skip the talking and get on with the fucking.
Panting with excitement, he stroked his cock strongly, his belly riding her ass merrily, producing exciting sounds. When he felt the explosion building, he tightened his grip, gave her a few faster strokes, then buried his cock to the hilt and pumped a strong charge up her cunt, groaning as he pulled her ass tightly against him, draining his balls.
According to his pain, he should have killed her then, but he was enjoying it too much and wanted to prolong his joy. Pushing her down on the bed, he turned her over on her back, then crawled to her.
"Look at my cock," he told her as it dangled above her face. "It's all wet and sticky from your arsehole and your cunt. I'm going to rub it on your face, just to see if I can make you so sick you'll vomit. If you do, of course, you'll choke to death.
She tried to resist, to turn her face away from him, but he was too strong and he laughed as he rubbed his wet cock over her face, her eyes, her lips, then he caught his breath as he felt his cock stiffening in his hand.
It wasn't possible to get hard again, not so soon, he told himself, but then he saw that, possible or not, it was happening. His first thought as that he would fuck her again or bugger her, then he decided it would give him more pleasure to jerk off and shoot his semen all over her face and her tits. When he told her what he was going to do, she closed her eyes tightly. With a grunt, he slapped her face and told her to open her eyes and watch him pulling himself.
"I had to pull myself often until I began fucking Mary," he told her as he pounded his pudding. It got so that I enjoyed it more than fucking your frozen cunt. I'm really enjoying this one and it will be even better when I see my cream spurting over your face and your tits. I'm glad it's taking such a long tine to get my charge off. Christ, it's been so long since I've pulled myself that I'd forgotten how great it feels."
He went on talking to her, taunting her, keeping her fear alive and terrible as he pulled himself, then he felt the warning and told her to get ready. Seconds later, she turned her face, then the first spurt struck her on the left cheek.
The next spurt hit her closed left eye, then Norman changed his aim and drained the rest of his charge on her soft, white tits.
Before she could turn to wipe her face on the sheet, he reached for her and began smearing the sticky fluid all over her face. After that, his hands went to her tits and he smeared the semen over both of them and on her upper chest as well.
"Christ, what a mess you are," he told her. "You must feel sticky as hell, but don't worry, they'll probably clean you up before they bury you."
Feeling a need to urinate, he got off the bed to go to the bathroom, then he stopped and looked at the naked, abused woman on the bed.
"Hell, there's no need to go to the toilet to piss." he told her. "I'll just use you for a urinal. You're no good for anything else, perhaps you'll do as a piss pot. Hell, I've just had another idea, this is getting better all the time. Open your legs wide. Wait, I'll get a pillow under your butt to raise your cunt a little."
Babbling excitedly, he pushed a pillow under her, then added another, then he forced her legs wide apart and lay partly on her. Opening her cunt, he pushed the head of his cock between the lips of it, paused to savor the excitement of the act, then he released the flow and heard it hissing up into her cunt.
After a few seconds, he forced himself to stop, held the strong charge until he could kneel up, then he turned it loose again and pissed all over her belly, tits and face.
"Look at you, you filthy slut," he told her as he knelt over her, "you're full of cream and piss and shit. What a messy fucking way to die. I'm ready to kiss you now. Do you want to open your eyes and watch me do it?"
She nodded her head in the negative, opened her eyes to make a final, silent plea for her life, but she saw his hands moving slowly toward her throat and closed them tightly.
The first touch of his hands on her throat was light, then the grip tightened. After a little while, she didn't care anymore, about anything.
CHAPTER IX
Mary lived with the lesbians for almost two years, then she decided she was allowing herself to get too hooked on lesbianism, that she needed variety in her sex life and that if she didn't go after it soon, it would be too late and she would end up like Sally and Jo, too old to change, too restricted in her ways.
She hadn't heard from her father, but she knew he was still at large somewhere, enjoying life with Connie. He had planned everything beautifully for Mary before he vanished. In a letter to his lawyer and friend, he left his entire estate to her, then went on to explain that he couldn't face the shame of trial and prision, so he was going to kill himself.
He specified that he was going to drown himself at sea. He later rented an outboard motorboat from a marina, ran out of the bay and down the coast late one afternoon. Connie was waiting at their prearranged meeting place at dusk. He set the throttle at half speed, headed the boat on what he laughingly called a true course for Australia, then it vanished in the gathering darkness. The police would suspect him for a while, he guessed, then they would forget about him and turn their attention to more pressing matters.
Mary rented a pleasant apartment, then found a job. The work was routine and uninteresting, but it gave her something to fill her days and kept her from eating off of her capital.
Her boss was a pleasant, tired looking man in his fifties. The day she began her job, she noticed him peeking at what she showed when she crossed her legs. Her reaction to that was to show a little more.
After work that day, the office door locked, she allowed him to kiss her and feel one thigh. He wanted more and she decided it would be a nice investment for her to give it to him. There would be mornings when she would be too tired to get up for work, and by giving the boss a piece of tail from time to time, he would have to be understanding and more lenient than if she were just another employee.
She gave him a warm sigh as she sat on his lap and he felt his way up to her crotch where the warm nylon snugged against her warmer pussy. After that, without his having to ask, she got up and took her dress off. His eyes bulged so that she thought they would fall out and roll under the desk.
"Do you like the way I look in bra and panties?" she asked, posing to show him the front and rear view.
"Like it? More than that, Mary. You're by far the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. I can't believe it."
Thanking him for the words, she moved into his arms and gave him a passionate kiss, rubbing against him and feeling the hardness of his tool. When she whispered that he should take it out before it got sore from cramped confinement in his pants, he did so and showed her a very fine bone, longer and slimmer than her father's.
"I sometimes have trouble getting hard for my wife," he told her, "but I sure didn't have trouble this time."
"It looks like a beauty, dear," she told him. "I'm anxious to feel it in my tight little cunt. You do want to fuck me, don't you?"
"More than I want to breathe," he assured her, then she heard a groan break from his throat as she bared her breasts and stood with the bra dangling from her hand.
"Want to play with them and suck them?" she asked, fondling one of the beauties with her left hand.
He assured her he did, then as she sat on the comer of his desk, he busied himself with them, using both hands and an eager mouth to pay tribute to the firm beauties and keeping Mary sighing warmly, her ass squirming on the desk.
"Please, Mary," he panted after both her tits had been well sucked, "let me take your panties off. I want to feel you all over, see everything."
"You naughty boy," she said with a grin. "I do think it's my little cunt you're after. Are you going to stick that long, hard prick in my little pink cunt and fuck me?"
"I sure do want to, Mary," he told her as she got to her feet, then he crouched and began to take her panties down.
When they dropped to her ankles, he stared upward as he took them off her feet, then he felt his way up her legs until one hand was pressing warmly in her crotch and the other rubbing her ass. She thought of asking him to spank her, then decided against it, told herself to save that for another day.
While he knelt, she parted the lips of her cunt and asked him if he liked sucking. When he told her he had never done that, she told him she'd settle for a kiss, then after he had given her a gentle kiss on the cunt, she told him that if he expected to fuck her again, he would have to learn to suck and lick her twat and make her come that way. When she told him that she loved having her cunt lapped by women and that she had lived with a pair of lesbians for almost two years, she saw him tremble violently. He wanted more details, but she told him he'd have to wait for that.
"Play with my pussy and my ass, get me nice and horny and then fuck me," she told him.
His touch was gentle as he fondled her pussy and probed the moist interior, then it was lubricated enough, she decided, so she told him she was ready to fuck.
"Where can we do it?" he asked, nervously.
"This is a perfect place," Mary told him as she turned and put her hands on his desk, standing bent a little from the waist, her feet wide apart, her lovely white ass swaying gently. "Think you can get at my cunt all right?" She asked and he crouched to look at the little gash in her crotch.
"Christ yes," he panted, then hurriedly pushed his pants and briefs down and rolled his shirt up.
He hurried into position against her behind, then he was probing. It didn't take him long to find the entrance, then he was stuffing cock to her and panting like a dog. He gave her a good screwing as he rode an excitingly smooth ass, then he was shooting the juice to her and she was showing him how a well trained cunt can suck a man's cock and really drain his balls. When the perspiring man pulled his spent pecker out of her, Mary saw that he was too tired to do anything but slump back into a chair and lie there, panting like a fish on a hot rock.
In the course of the next week, Mary was late twice, the second time, more than an hour off target. Her boss told her it didn't look right to others that she should be so late and get away with it.
"I'm sorry," she told him. "I realize that you're right and that I don't deserve to get away with it. If you wish, I'll stay behind after work and you can give me my punishment."
He thanked her for her attitude and told her he would look after it after the others had left. Mary knew he thought she meant just a fucking, but decided she was going to offer to take a spanking and wondered how he would react.
When the last of the other employees left, she went into his office and turned on her best little girl look as she stood in front of his desk, one finger in her mouth.
"You look like a little girl, Mary," he told her with a smile.
"That's what I feel like. After all, my boss is going to take my panties down and give me a spanking on my bare ass. It will make my ass cheeks all red and hot and I'll cry and kick my legs."
He blinked and his jaw fell slack as he heard the words and digested them slowly.
"But I thought you meant, you know," he stammered, "a piece."
"That would hardly be punishment," she told him. "After all, I love fucking. If you want to teach me a lesson, you should take my panties down and spank me every time I'm late. I'll bet it would be real punishment if you spanked me during the day when all the others could hear it. They'd know then that I'm not getting away with anything."
"Christ, Mary, if my wife ever heard of that, I'd be killed. She's a very jealous woman."
"Do you want to sit on that chair? " she asked and pointed to the armless one.
Trembling, he went to it and sat and then she was standing before him, holding her dress above her waist, tiny little red bikini panties hugging her ass and her cunt.
"I guess you should spank until my ass is the same color as my little panties," she told him as she stood with her back to him and wriggled her pretty bottom in mounting heat. It had been a long time since she'd had a spanking and she was hungry for one.
His hands trembled as he took her panties down and then she was lying across his thighs, rubbing hotly and feeling the form of a very hard prick in his pants.
He gave her one spank, grunting loudly as he did, then she surprised him by laughing. "Do you call that a spank?" he asked. "Hell, a little pat like that wouldn't break an egg. My ass may look tender, but it's really quite tough. I can take a real spanking if you can give it."
The taunting got to him and the next spank her ass took was a stinger, the sound ringing through the quiet office.
"That was a little better," she panted and began rubbing across his thighs.
The boss really got the message then, knew Mary enjoyed spankings, so he gave her something to enjoy, spanking until he decided the cheeks of her ass matched the color of her panties as she had suggested they should.
It was the first time he had ever spanked and through it all, Mary cried and kicked her lovely legs, making the whole thing more thrilling for him.
After the spanking, he held her on his lap and played with her rosy red ass, delighting in the feel and the sight of it.
"Ooh, that lovely spanking made me so horny for a good fucking," she told him, still sobbing between words. "Get that lovely long cock up my cunt. Give it to me while me ass is still hot and tingling."
"I...damn it all, Mary, I can't. I got carried away spanking you. I went off in my pants."
"Oh you poor dear," she said as she got to her feet and clapped both hands over the cheeks of her ass, delighting in the hot tingling which danced there and promised to keep doing so for a long time. "Still, I have to do something she told him as she stood with her panties around her ankles.
Holding the dress high with her left hand, she rubbed her right over her tummy, paused to fondle the bush of her mons veneris, then she slipped the tip of the finger between the lips of her cunt, found her clit and began stroking it.
It was another first for the man who had never seen a woman fingering herself and he stared in rapt fascination as she diddled herself until she cried out in orgasm as her beautiful red behind jerked madly. Watching, he wished she were naked so that he would be able to see her tits flying.
The next time the boss wanted her to stay after work, Mary told him that if he wanted a fuck, he would have to take her to a hotel and suck her cunt first. He gave her a slightly pained look, then agreed, telling her that he didn't know how to suck a cunt and that she would have to teach him.
After the others had left, they got into his car and drove to the nearest decent hotel. In the room, they had a drink and he stripped naked while she took her dress off and sat in matching black bra and panties while he admired her and felt arousal building.
She offered to let him spank her and he wanted to do it, but was afraid that others would hear and there would be trouble. She teased him, calling him a coward, still she didn't really mind, especially when he told her that she could stay after work and get a spanking every day if she wanted to.
They got onto the bed then, she took her bra off and gave him her tits. He fondled and sucked them nicely and then wanted to take her panties off for her. She allowed him to, then he was panting hotly as he played with naked buttocks and warm cunt while she squirmed and sighed and kept urging him on, wanting him as aroused as possible so that he would have the courage to go down on her and suck her cunt.
When she decided he was ready for the task, Mary told him to lie on his back, then she knelt astride him and let him look straight up into her crotch so that he could have an exciting view of her cunt as well as her tits and butt.
"Did you ever lie under a woman before?" Mary asked.
"No. Christ, it's so exciting this way. I can stare at everything you've got. Your tits and your ass look all somehow different, more exciting."
"If you'd spanked me," she told him, "the cheeks of my ass would be red and hot, nice to play with while sucking my cunt. That's what my daddy used to do when I was a girl."
"Your daddy? Who the hell to you mean, Mary? Not your father, surely?"
"Sure, he started fucking me, sucking my cunt and spanking me when I was thirteen. He did it for all of three years before my mother blew the whistle on him and the cops came for him. I'm going to deliver my hot pussy right to your mouth now," she told him. "Watch it coming down to you. Lick your lips and get ready for a really tasty snack of warm pussy."
She lowered her crotch slowly, paused to rub the tip of his nose with her soft lips, then made the adjustment which delivered her cunt right to his mouth.
She heard his muffled groan and then his hands gripped her and he began sucking. For a man who had never before lapped a cunt and who had not seemed eager to try, he proved to be a very eager eater. Although he had asked for instructions in the art of cunt lapping, Mary decided he was doing fine for the time being.
Later, she told him to get his tongue into her slit and he did so, licking all around and delighting her as he rubbed her ass with both hands. When she told him to, he sent his tongue in search of her clit and, having found it with his finger earlier, he didn't have too much trouble locating it with his tongue. He gave it a good licking and it was not long before Mary went into orgasm, hotly rubbing her wet cunt all over his face and making it excitingly sticky.
"How did you like your first taste of pussy?" Mary asked as she raised her crotch from his face and looked down at the man.
"It was the tastiest thing I ever ate. From now on, it's going to be my favorite dish. How about you lying on your back now. I want to bury this bone before I go off in the air."
"There's no need for that, dear," she told him as she moved backward, still on her knees, then she was parked with her crotch directly above his hard prick. "Do you like having the woman ride your cock and do all the work?"
"Here comes another first for me, Mary. Christ, you're full of surprises. I think I'm going to like it a lot."
"I hope so, dear. When a woman fucks a man this way, her tits really bounce. Here comes your fucking now, you wonderful cunt lapper. I'm going to impale my cunt on your long cock and give you a beautiful fuck."
He watched as she lowered her body gracefully until the head of his tool was touching her crotch, then she reached to grip the hard shaft and guided it to her slit. She rubbed it over the soft pussy lips, then put it between them and they both groaned as she lowered herself and the cock pushed up into her slit.
She was tight, as he had good reason to know, but her cunt had been well lubricated by the lapping and his cock slid easily into her until she had it all and she sat squirming on his belly while his banger throbbed in the warm depths of her cunt.
Licking her tongue between her lips, Mary caught her luscious breasts with both hands and played with them, watching the light in his eyes dancing as he stared hotly. After fifty-six years of living, she had made a new man of him, had brought him truly alive for the first time and he found it difficult to believe.
Releasing her grip on her tits, she began riding the man's cock. At first, she did it slowly, raising and lowering her body with measured slowness, then as she stepped up the pace, her breasts went into erotic action, performing a beautifully exciting dance for the man, adding to the ecstasy which was already his.
Once, as she reached a very fast pace, Mary rose too high and his cock slipped out, but she quickly put it in again and resumed fucking him in the same style.
Much sooner than he wanted it to happen, the man told her that he was going to fire his load. When he did, she slowed the pace again and gave him a series of long, slow strokes, then when she heard the grunt break from him, she pressed slowly down on his belly and kept pressing as she felt his semen shooting up her cunt. As always, she used her strong vaginal muscles to suck him dry and leave him limp. As she dismounted, his softened prick fell out of her cunt with a squishing sound, then it collapsed on his belly, looking like a very dead thing indeed.
After that, they often sucked each other in his office during working hours, finding the act more exciting because there were people outside his office. Wanting the others to know, or at least suspect what was happening, she often allowed her orgasms to be a little noisier than usual, and after such bouts, she made a point of wearing a smug look as she walked around the outer office.
Mary continued to work for and enjoy sex with the same man until she was twenty-two. During that time, she dated other men and women and sometimes dropped in on Sally and Jo for a session of red bottoms and other lesbian games.
They were in his office one evening, enjoying one of their typical sessions. They were both naked, Mary had been spanked and her ass was still tingling warmly as was her cunt which had been well lapped by the man.
She was kneeling, sucking his cock, while he stood with his hands on his hips. She felt his body give an unusually strong jerk as she sucked semen from his spurting cock, then his knees gave and he collapsed to the floor. Mary tried to catch him, but she wasn't strong enough.
His eyes were open, but looked glassy and as he lay on the floor, he clutched at his chest for a few seconds while Mary looked on in horror, then it was all over and something she saw in his face told her he was dead. She phoned the nearest hospital, then got dressed. When the ambulance arrived, a hospital intern confirmed that the man was dead.
"Take his clothes with him," she told the attendant. "He's a married man. His wife may as well think he died of overwork."
"That sounds pretty accurate to me," the man said, looking her over boldly.
Mary didn't understand why, but even in her state of shock, she remembered the last line of a limerick which went, "...and instead of coming, he went."
Her late boss had done better, having come first. She hoped that the intensity of his pleasure had been enough to cushion at least some of the pain for him.
Mary never returned to the office, not even to pick up her pay for the week. Her boss had paid her generously over the years and she was farther ahead financially than when she had started. She could afford a long vacation and decided to travel until she was tired of it.
For starters, she went island hopping in the West Indies and it was there that she met Dwight. He was an American, tall and lean, strong looking, his six-four frame topped by a boyish looking, brush cut of sandy brown hair.
She met him at a party to which she had been invited by the hotel owner. They clicked at once and spent most of the evening together. He too was on vacation and had no problem about hurrying back home since he owned his company and had left it in good hands.
They arranged to go swimming the following day and when he took her back to her room, he kissed her good night outside the door. He put just enough on the kiss to let her know there was more in reserve.
Dwight knew the islands well and rented a boat for their swim. Armed with a picnic lunch which included two bottles of chilled wine, they found a totally deserted beach.
Mary liked what she saw in his eyes when she took her light wrapper off and he saw how she filled the two piece bathing suit. For her part, she was more than pleased with the way he looked in and around bathing trunks. He had strong, hairy legs and thighs, but his body, except for his chest which had a moderate growth of hair, was hairless and smooth looking.
As he opened a bottle of wine, Mary wondered how long she would have to wait to feel his body lying on hers, to find out how strongly he could hold her with those strong looking thighs.
Dwight poured two glasses of wine, put the bottle back in the cooler, then they drank a toast to a good day. They went swimming then and the water couldn't have been better. When they came out of the water, they dried in the hot sun, then moved back to the cool shelter of the trees.
As they sat, he put an arm around her, they kissed lightly at first, then with growing passion as her mouth and body let him know she was ready.
They moved slightly apart, he untied the top of her suit, then when they embraced again, firm, pink nipples stabbed his chest and as he tightened his arms around her, beautiful breasts mashed against his chest.
Easing her down onto the grass, he whispered words of beauty and of excitement as he fondled and sucked her breasts as well as any man ever had, better than most.
"Let me see you," she sighed as he raised his face from her beautifully sucked tits and his hands moved to the triangle of bathing suit, all that remained in the way of nudity.
Getting to his feet, he smiled down at her as he pushed the wet suit down and then his cock leaped out, big and hard and strong looking, the foreskin pulled well back from a beautiful big head which had the look of velvet about it.
"Will I do?" he asked with confidence but without any trace of showiness.
"I hope so," she told him, then stood and took off the rest of her suit, as proud of her nudity as he was of his.
As she dropped the suit, he took her into his arms and their embrace was a thing of wild excitement as the sun warmed bodies rubbed together and their hands moved slowly, patting and rubbing. She liked the fact that a hand stayed on her ass, savoring the firmness of flesh, the silkiness of her warm skin.
"Is there any place you don't like being kissed?" he asked as they lay on the grass again and he cupped a breast and a buttock.
"If there is, I didn't bring it with me," Mary told him, hoping he wanted to kiss her cunt, then keep his mouth there to do it more.
He kissed her belly and thighs while one hand held an excitingly squirming buttock. Each touch of his lips on her thighs caused them to move farther apart until her crotch was wide open and he panted as he told her of the thrilling beauty he saw there.
Dwight turned a little, got a hand on each cheek of her ass, then he pulled her up off the grass as his face pressed into her crotch, groaning hotly into her cunt as he kissed it strongly, then went on to suck beautifully.
He proved that he knew what a tongue was for as she groaned in ecstasy, then his licking tongue triggered an orgasm that swept over her like a storm. He held her with his arm around her thighs, her ass high in the air, her weight resting on her upper back and shoulders.
"God, you do know how to handle a girl," Mary said, sighing as he eased her back onto the grass.
"Woman, you mean," he told her with his confident, easy smile. "You're all woman, Mary," he added, then he was moving into position in her crotch, his strong prick brushing her thighs as he steered it to her hot cunt.
"Oh yes, Dwight, I'm hungry for that cock. Stretch me with it, lover. God, how I want you to screw me with that lovely big prick."
"I'll stretch you, Mary," he told her and pushed an excitingly big head between the lips of her pussy. "You have such a sweet, tight little cunt and I'll stretch it for you, like this...and this...and this," he panted and fed bone to her in short jabs until it was buried in her cunt and their sighs were mingling as they floated on the sun warmed air, their only audience the birds who chirped excited approval as their naked bodies worked together with erotic perfection and with pagan beauty.
Dwight fucked steadily, unhurriedly, his big rod continuing to stretch and fill her as it pistoned with exciting strength, and then her body trembled as Mary felt the onset of another orgasm.
"I'm going to come," she panted, "I'm going to come again."
"Yes baby, come...come...come," he replied as he gave her a long, strong stroke of his cock with each word, and then she was coming, her legs around him, holding him in a silken vise as her ass jerked up and the waves were crashing over her again in an intense climax which seemed to go on and on as she crushed his strong body with her long, lovely legs.
As the intensity of the orgasm passed, Mary's legs weakened their grip and he resumed fucking her. Content that she had achieved her orgasm, he rode her fast and just roughly enough to be thrilling for her, then he was panting and grunting as he ground in her crotch and she felt his semen shooting strongly into her greedily sucking cunt. Tremors racked his body as her cunt sucked him dry and he collapsed on her naked body, no longer the strong man he had been at the outset.
Later, Mary was surprised when he asked her to put her bathing suit on again while he remained naked.
"Don't you like the look of my naked body?" she asked.
"I love it, especially the white of your tits and the beautiful triangle of white on your belly and butt. It wouldn't take much time for this sun to spoil it."
With a little sigh, she got into her suit and the two of them ran hand in hand to the water to see what it offered in the way of refreshment. It offered more than enough. They sway, playing, for a long time, then lay in the sun to dry.
They chatted as they enjoyed their lunch, sharing it with the birds, washing it down with the chilled, white wine, then Dwight stripped her and took a long time playing with her, using his hands, mouth and tongue to drive her wild before he began pushing his revived prick into the tight warmth of her cunt.
It turned out to be another magnificent fuck for Mary and, as before, she came strongly while he was stretching her cunt, he waited until her orgasm passed, then he gave her a strong, fast fucking and groaned as her cunt sucked him off and drained him.
They were getting ready to return to the hotel, when Mary saw his cock stiffening again. Closing a hand around it, she squeezed gently and felt it responding a little.
"It's a great idea," he told her, "but I'm not sure I can stiffen enough."
"You were very generous with your mouth, darling," she told him. "Care for a little of the same in return?"
"That has to be the best offer I've ever had," he told her. "If your mouth sucks as beautifully as your cunt does, I'm going to get very hard indeed. You may have to carry me home though."
"I'll take my chances," Mary said and dropped to her knees on the warm sand.
She kissed and licked his stiffening prick, then pushed it into her mouth. Just as she began sucking, Dwight spotted the reflection of sunlight off glass on a launch about a half mile from shore. He guessed that someone was watching through binoculars and that caused his cock to stiffen instantly, making Mary sigh as she sucked.
Rubbing her head, he smiled in the direction of the boat, excited that someone was watching a beautiful woman giving him a blow job. When her sucking mouth brought him off, Dwight surprised her with a very big drink of warm semen.
They did their island hopping together after that, and it was always thrilling for both of them.
When it was time to leave, Mary agreed that she would move to the city where he lived and start a new life there. There had been no talk of marriage, but both were aware of it as a possibility.
Even the possibility of it came as a shock to Mary who had never seen herself in the housewife role and wondered if she could take it.
CHAPTER XI
Although she didn't quite qualify on the grounds od virginity, Mary chose the traditional white gown and veil for her wedding. The gown was cut low to display a dazzling portion of beautiful breasts, and Dwight smiled broadly as he stood beside her at the altar.
"The sight of those tits is going to give the minister a hard-on, you watch and see," Dwight told her in a whisper and she choked a little as she fought back a laugh.
There was no reception and after the ceremony, they went straight to their new home. The place was palatial, with acres of walled grounds and a big swimming pool as well as a stable of good riding horses. Both had done enough traveling for the time being, so they agreed to skip the traditional honeymoon.
The stable was walled off from the main grounds so that they had privacy to swim nude in the pool and romp around the grounds. The maids could see from the house, but Dwight didn't seem to mind and Mary surely wasn't upset at being seen in the nude, especially by the younger of the two maids, a dark haired, fresh faced country girl in her late teens. She was the niece of the older maid who kept a watchful eye on the girl and never allowed her to go out alone.
Happy as Mary was in her marriage, there were times when she eyed the girl speculatively and wondered how it would be to strip her and get her face into her virginal crotch to teach her some of the facts of life.
With Dwight providing a steady diet of sex, Mary told herself she could resist the lesbian temptations, but she did hunger for the sting of a spanking. That hunger was fanned a few weeks after her marriage when she heard the sound of angry scolding coming from the kitchen.
The girl, Marge, said something which Mary didn't quite hear, then her aunt, Louise, erupted with an angry roar and told the girl to go to her bedroom and get ready. Trembling with excitement as she heard the words, Mary told herself it could only mean the the woman was going to spank the eighteen year old beauty.
Sobbing, the girl ran from the kitchen and went up the stairs to her third floor room. Not more than a minute later, the woman followed. Mary allowed her time to turn the corner, then she slipped her shoes off and followed.
In her anger, the woman had swung the bedroom door closed, but the latch failed to catch and it swung open a couple of inches. Luck was with Mary as she huddled against the wall and saw that she could see the mirror on the girl's dresser and in it, the reflection of the two in the room.
Marge had removed her dress and half slip, but still wore a white bra and plain white panties. What she did to the garments with breasts and buttocks, caused Mary to tremble with sudden arousal.
"Why ain't you naked yet like you're supposed ta be?" Louise said angrily and Mary saw the young beauty cower before her rage.
Hurriedly, nervously, the girl took the bra off to bare a pair of tits which caused Mary to tremble. They were at least as big as her own and stunningly firm as they jutted, then swayed while she bent to push her panties down and step out of them, showing Mary an excitingly beautiful ass, well fleshed and perfectly rounded, seemingly a twin of her own.
Picking up a wooden backed hair brush from the dresser, the woman jerked her dress and slip up over her hips, then sat on an armless chair, her big, bare thighs offering a more than adequate platform for the frightened girl who stood trembling in nudity and fear.
Mary found it strange that in spanking the girl in anger, supposedly as punishment, Louise had her strip bare naked and also gave her her bare thighs to lie on. At that point she began to suspect that there may be a factor other than anger involved.
Without having to be told, Marge went to her aunt and lay across the woman's thighs, presenting her bare ass beautifully. The woman gripped her arm, patted her behind with the back of the brush, then began spanking.
She laid the smacks on with a skilled touch, Mary observed, and kept the brush moving around so that the entire area of the girl's bottom took on color evenly, excitingly so.
While the girl cried, she kicked furiously and her tits swayed madly under her. It was clear that Marge didn't like spankings at all, but the look Mary noted on the woman's face told her something else. It was very clear to Mary that Louise was burning with passion as she panted and grunted while the back of the brush kept bouncing off the girl's firm behind.
And then, without warning and none too soon for Marge, her aunt stopped spanking and pushed her roughly off her lap. Mary hurried down the hall, but she didn't have time to hide before the woman almost ran from the girl's bedroom to her own, the brush still in her hand. She didn't see Mary as she hurried into her room and closed the door behind her. Creeping to the door of her room, Mary listened and heard sounds of labored breathing which told her the woman was fingering her cunt. That told Mary a lot of things, but it also raised some questions which it didn't answer, and those questions intrigued her.
Late the next morning, Mary sent Marge into the village to run some errands, ensuring that she would be off the scene for about two hours, then she went to Louise's room with the woman.
A suggestion of a smile on her face, Mary told of how she had watched the spanking the previous day, and went on to tell the woman that she had become as aroused by it as Louise had. At first the woman tried to deny that she had been excited, that it hadn't been anything more than routine punishment, but Mary wasn't buying that.
"Sure," Mary told her, "just routine. That's why when you finished coloring her beautiful butt, you pushed her off your lap, ran to your room, jerked off your panties and fingered your cunt. I listened to you, Louise."
"What are you after, anyway?" the woman asked, her face flushed hotly.
"For one thing, I'm after a spanking, Louise. You see, I'm one of those people who likes being spanked. I've dropped hints to my husband, but he isn't in the market for that kind of fun. Now you, on the other hand, obviously enjoy spanking. Take a look at this, Louise," Mary said as she turned her back and raised her dress to show how her tiny panties clung to her lovely ass. "I'm in the mood to have this beautiful butt well spanked. I want you to give it to me. Are you going to enjoy it?"
"Yes," the woman replied and gulped. "I'll get my brush." she added and started towards the dresser.
"No, I want you to give it to me with your hand. I like getting my bare ass spanked with an open palm."
"No, please, don't make me do that," the woman said with an intensity which puzzled Mary for a moment, then she understood it all. Louise had lesbian hungers for her niece and didn't want to have to face it, let alone admit it.
"Take your dress off, Louise," Mary told her as she removed her own dress. She thought she saw tears ready to flow from the woman's eyes, then she obeyed and took her dress off.
She wore a big, plain white bra and white rayon panties and she bulged them both with big tits, belly and butt. Her figure was anything but beautiful, but in that moment, Mary didn't care. As she took her own bra off, she ordered Louise to do the same. The woman resisted for a while, then tremblingly removed her bra to reveal big, not very firm breasts, then, totally defeated, she took her panties off and stood naked.
"Come here, Louise," Mary told her. "You are going to scold me the way you scold Marge. While you're doing it, you're going to take my panties down, take me across your big thighs and spank me at least as hard as you did her. Is that clear? Come on, do it at once."
"Damn you," the woman roared in anger which seemed very real to Mary. "Damn you for doing this to me. I'll make your pretty butt pay for what you're doing to me," she panted as she jerked Mary's panties down roughly across her thighs.
Without delay she began spanking, as hard as Mary had ever been spanked, her fat tits swaying, her labored breathing sounding loud in the quiet room, though not as loud as the sound of her open hand slapping and Mary's very real crying.
Mary knew tha spanking was over when the woman gave a groan and she felt strong fingers digging at her fiery buttocks. Her crying preventing her from talking coherently, Mary pushed to her feet, caught the trembling woman by the arm and walked her to the bed. She saw fear in Louise's eyes, but she saw something else too and knew she had the woman in her power, knew she was going to get what she wanted, whether or not Louise really wanted that.
Tumbling the woman onto the bed, Mary jerked her big thighs apart, heard a groan of protest, then her face was in the woman's crotch and she was sucking. As she did, she delivered her crotch to Louise, felt hands pawing her own thighs and then she was getting her cunt sucked greedily.
While she lapped the hot cunt and felt a tongue lick hers, Mary knew that afraid or not, Louise had lapped cunt before.
Mary climaxed strongly, then the other woman followed. After that, Louise would have gotten up, but Mary stopped her, drawing her back into an end to end embrace and they sucked and lapped until both climaxed for a second time.
Later, sobbing, Louise told all, how when in her teens, she had been seduced by a city woman. When she confessed the sin to her priest, he had been so outraged and had spoken so strongly of hell and the fires of damnation that he had filled her with terror. Among other things, he told her that it was a greater sin than murder or birth control.
She had never gotten over it and thought she had it all under control, until the first time she spanked her beautiful niece and the old hungers flared.
"That priest was full of crap, Louise," Mary told her and would have said more, but the woman cut her off.
"You must never say such a thing about a priest," Louise said, trembling. "God could strike you dead on the spot."
Mary tried to reason with her, but stopped when she feared the woman's mind was going to snap. With a shrug, she picked up her clothes and walked to her room, her tingling, red ass twitching saucily.
Louise would get over it, she told herself, and she would provide an interesting companion. Then there was beautiful Marge to think about. She would teach her all the games and make her like them. What a joy it was going to be, she thought, to be squirming naked with the beautiful country girl, to be sucking her cunt and teaching her how to suck, to fondle her tits and her luscious ass.
But it was a dream that was not to come true for Mary. When she woke the next morning, she went to the kitchen for coffee and found none, no trace of either of the maids. She called them both and received no reply.
Dreading what she was going to find, she went to the third floor and found Louise's room empty. The same applied when she checked Marge's room. A closer check showed her that the closets were empty too. Sometime during the night, the two had fled. The reason was obvious to Mary and she hoped her husband wouldn't suspect that she was somehow involved.
Fortunately, he didn't. He was surprised and annoyed, but they agreed that they could find other maids and that they would survive. Throwing off her negligee, she got into bed with him and they thought of other things.
CHAPTER XII
Two years after their marriage, Mary bore a baby, a beautiful, healthy girl. She delighted in the role of wife and mother, forgot about spanking and all the lesbian games and devoted herself to her husband and their child. Two years later, she delighted him with an equally beautiful son.
Fate seemed to smile more warmly with each passing day, but fate has a way of turning off the smile with a sadistic laugh. It happened to Mary when she was in her mid-thirties and Dwight was laid low by a disease which, for a time, threatened to take his life.
He recovered, but fate hadn't finished her little game with him and Mary. It didn't worry them too much the first few times he proved to be impotent when they tried to make love, but when the condition persisted, he went into a hospital for checks.
The doctor looked sad as he told him that impotence was something he was going to have to learn to live with, for the rest of his life. Mary offered sympathy and love, reminding him of all the good years they'd had and of how they could learn to adjust, but it soon became clear that it wasn't going to be that easy. She was willing to try anything to ease his burden, but alone there was nothing she could do and he refused to give or take even a loving kiss, refused to touch his wife.
He moved into another bedroom where he spent five or six hours out of each twenty-four, the rest of his time being devoted to business as he turned in that direction for solace.
His had been a medium sized, profitable company, but that no longer suited him, wasn't enough to use up the energy he was determined to pour into it. For a long time, Mary was determined that she would bring him back to being the man he had been, but after two years she forced herself to face the fact that there was no hope.
The children had become afraid of their father, were constantly nervous when he was in the house, so despite the fact that she needed them, Mary sent them to a good residential school in Europe and they went without any urging, seemingly anxious to escape.
But there was no escape for Mary. Over the years of their marriage, her money had been gathering dust and interest so that she was quite wealthy and could have managed nicely on her own, but she couldn't leave her husband, couldn't give up the dream that he might return to her love one day.
Without the children to occupy her Mary found more and more time to feel the burning sexual hunger which had become a basic part of her life. Masturbation offered so little comfort that it hardly seemed worth the effort, but it was a little better than nothing, so she continued it.
She was still a beautiful woman and had kept her stunning figure. Finding men to give her what she so desperately needed would have posed no problem, but she couldn't bring herself to do that, to in effect mock the man she so wanted to love by giving her body to another man.
When one of the maids wanted to leave, to marry, Mary went to her old friends for help in finding one who would be pleased to provide some of what she had to have if she were to retain her sanity. One of her friends came through with what she wanted, a virginal country girl she had seduced some months before. The girl was beautiful and sexy, but the woman had formed a new relationship with a very jealous lesbian who was suspicious of the maid. She solved her own problem in solving Mary's.
The maid's name was Linda and she was a seventeen-year-old beauty. While she was virginal in the sense that her hymen was still intact, she had been trained fully in the arts of lesbian fun and games, including spanking. She confided to Mary that she had learned to enjoy being spanked and would like to administer a spanking, but her previous employer hadn't allowed that.
"I'm different, Linda," Mary told her. "I love spanking, but I'm just as crazy about getting it and shedding happy tears."
"You mean you'll really let me spank you, right on the bare ass?" Linda asked, her eyes shining with excitement.
"Let you, dear? I'll want you to, often. Mind you, I'll want to spank you often too, but for now," Mary told her and put a hand on the girl's firm left thigh, "I want to do a little more than just talk."
Linda smiled in eager agreement, then Mary took her into her arms and they kissed passionately. The girl responded beautifully and Mary was pleased that she followed her lead by using her hands as well and fondling her excitingly.
"I like the way you kiss, Linda," Mary told her.
"I'll try to kiss even better when you are bare naked and I have my face between your thighs.
Gee, you have such beautiful, firm thighs. Oh Mary, I'm going to be so happy here."
"I hope so, darling. I've been so terribly alone. You're very beautiful, Linda, and I want to see all of you. We're going to spank each other and then we'll make beautiful love."
They were in one of the change rooms on the far side of the pool from the house. In addition to the change rooms, there was a big lounge with a bar, a reminder of better days when the place buzzed with the sound of happy laughing people, including her husband. The door was locked and she was confident the other servant would not dare disturb her.
Getting up, Mary took her dress off and Linda's eyes were wide with delight as she feasted them on the beautiful mature body of her new employer, then Mary told her it was her turn to show a little, so she got to her feet and took her dress off.
With a sigh that was almost a squeal, Mary looked the beautiful girl over, then turned her and admired the rear view, one which included a firm young butt that would be a joy to spank, to fondle and to kiss, she told herself, then took the girl into an embrace and they kissed again.
Taking the girl with her, Mary sat on the wide padded bench and held her closely. She started to remember all the times she and Dwight had fucked on that bench and others like it, then she turned the thought off. He had barred her from his life, she told herself, so there was no reason why she should allow him to intrude in her new one.
She felt the girl trembling as she unhooked her bra, then she took it off and clutched a pair of thrillingly firm young breasts. As she played with them, it was obvious that Linda was enjoying the sensation as much as she, so she went on with her fondling for a little while, then unhooked her own bra and tumbled her own breasts out for Linda.
"Oh God, Mary, what big, beautiful tits. How hard and smooth they are," Linda panted. "I could play with them forever. I'm just dying to suck on them. Do you like to have your tits sucked? Tell me you do, I want to do it."
"Yes, baby, I love to have everything sucked. Start with my tits, I'll give you my cunt later."
It was all the invitation Linda needed as she pushed Mary down on the bench and threatened to eat her lovely tits off as she sucked greedily while Mary fondled as much of her firm young body as she could reach.
When she was ready, Mary turned Linda over, then she was sucking the hard young tits of the girl while she listened to her panting, moaning and her squeals of delight.
Linda sat up after Mary released her sensitized tits, and her eyes looked to be out of focus.
"I think I'm drunk," she said, her tone matching the stunned look in her eyes.
"You're not drunk, dear. I know just what you need," Mary told her as she sat on the edge of the bench, took the girl's hand and brought her closer.
Excitedly, Mary peeled Linda's panties down to bare her lovely young ass, she fondled the firm cheeks, then drew her across her thighs and felt her rubbing in anticipation. The spanking Mary went on to give her, didn't cure Linda, but it made Mary feel so much better.
Deciding that something more drastic was called for, she lay across the couch, knelt on the floor beside it, then her face was nuzzling in the heat of the girl's crotch and she was sucking and lapping greedily.
Mary went on doing so, then Linda shrieked in wild orgasm. When she opened her eyes after it had passed, she announced to Mary that she had been totally cured.
"How about the same kind of treatment for me, Linda?" Mary asked as she watched the wet eyed beauty rubbing her red, tingling bottom.
"You mean, including a spanking?" Linda asked.
"Of course, dummy. I told you I love spankings."
Eagerly, Linda sat on the bench and Mary went to her, standing close to have her panties taken down. The young woman was obviously anxious to spank Mary's mature behind, still she didn't rush. Her hands reached around Mary and lovingly fondled her panty sheathed ass, then she pressed her face against Mary's tummy and her hands squeezed firm cheeks.
When Mary's body began to jerk impatiently, the girl realized why, and slowly peeled her panties down. With a series of excited little gasps, she clutched at the naked cheeks, then Mary was lying across her thighs, sighing as she rubbed her body warmly on the silken skin.
"Oh Mary, this will be the first spanking I ever had a chance to give," Linda said with a little squeal.
"If you don't start giving it, you'll get another on your hot ass instead," Mary told her.
As though to punctuate her statement, a hand slapped her right cheek with a pleasant sting and a nice sound as Linda commenced the spanking. With each of the first few spanks, Linda stole a squeeze of a firm cheek, then she settled down to spanking and soon had smacked hot fires into Mary's ass. As she spanked, Linda heard the cries and watched the kicking legs, both of which explained to her why her former employer so loved spanking her.
When Linda finished and Mary got to her feet, her hands rubbing her hotly stinging ass cheeks, Linda knew just what to do. Helping her out of her fallen panties, she took her to the couch and hurriedly buried her face in the warm crotch. She sucked and lapped cunt like an angel and it was not long before Mary was crying out in delightful fierce orgasm.
With Linda on hand to meet her needs, Mary was able to forget her problems and enjoy life again, unaware that trouble was brewing, that the other maid resented the obviously close relationship between Mary and Linda.
Mary saw that the maid was jealous, but it didn't bother her since, as she saw it, there was nothing the woman could do about it. When Mary realized how wrong she was on that score, it was too late.
One morning, her husband left for work early, as usual, but instead of going to work, he picked up a private detective, reentered the grounds through the stables and hid in the lounge of the pool house.
It was a long wait, but he was patient and to the detective, it was just another job. Eventually, Mary and her lover entered the dressing room and the men heard the sounds of their playing and spanking. After that, the women moved on to mutual cunt lapping, and it was then that the men entered the scene, the detective busily shooting pictures.
Divorce followed quickly with Mary giving up all rights to their children, under her husband's relentless pressure.
CHAPTER XIII
Mary never found out what kind of a deal was made, but Linda refused to leave with her, choosing to remain in the home of Mary's former husband.
Shattered by the double blow, Mary decided to travel. She had a number of fleeting affairs with men, one night stands, weekends, and one that lasted almost two weeks, but always she kept on moving on.
Having had her fill of cities, she found a charming little village in Ireland and decided to spend a quiet week of reading and getting her thoughts together.
She was doing that one afternoon in a secluded spot overlooking the beach, when her feeling of privacy was shattered by a soccer ball which came bouncing into her shady little nook. A few seconds later, two boys came following it and pulled up shortly when they saw the beautiful woman sitting with the hem of her dress half way up her thighs.
Mary greeted them with a smile as they stood, open mouthed. She had been sitting with her knees bent up, and the ball had rolled under her legs and was resting under her thighs.
When she was finally able to get the boys to talk, Mary learned that they were alone there, then she knew what she was going to do. She was going to seduce the two innocent looking lads, or at least make a good try at doing it.
"If your ball had eyes," she said with a grin, "it would be able to see even more of me than you're seeing. It's almost touching the crotch of my panties. Have you ever touched the crotch of a woman's pretty panties?"
With nods, they told her they hadn't, then she told them to sit in front of her. As though hypnotized, they did so, then she slowly rolled the ball out from under her, knowing that the boys could see all the way up to her crotch.
Wild with excitement, Mary allowed them to watch her fondling her nylon sheathed lower thighs, then she pulled the hem of her dress farther back and showed them how her black suspenders pressed against her white thighs as they sweated and trembled with a new kind of excitement.
Keeping them under her spell, she had them move even closer, one sitting on each side of her, then she reached for a wrist of each and carried two hands to her nylons. As she whispered encouragement, the boys thrilled to warm, firm thighs under the smooth nylons, then their hands were on her bare thighs above and they were panting with wild arousal.
They assured her that there was nobody else around, and that, through the bushes, they would be able to see anyone approaching for a good half mile. Satisfied with that kind of privacy, she kept the boys playing with her thighs as she opened the top of her dress, then pulled it down to her waist.
The boys gaped at the sight of big breasts jutting boldly in the black silk and lace bra, stared into the deep, white valley between the cups, stared at each other, then returned their eyes to her.
They accepted her invitation to feel the cups of her bra and she sighed as they fondled gently, then she smiled warmly as she unhooked her bra, paused, then took it off and heard their gasps of astonishment and delight as she made the beautiful tits sway excitingly for them. After that, she invited them to feel what they were staring at.
"Do you like my beautiful big tits, boys?" she asked and, panting, they assured her they did.
They were a little apprehensive when she told them to suck her tits, but when one boy found the courage to suck, the other quickly followed suit, then she was sighing and rubbing their heads as they both sucked hungrily and she wished she could have a picture of the action to remind her always of the excitement she was experiencing with the two trembling, gentle boys, one thirteen, the other just twelve.
Eager to get on with the seduction, Mary took her tits away from the boys, stood, then stepped out of her dress. In panties, garter belt and nylons, she posed for them, adding to their wild arousal.
"It's time for us to take all our clothing off, boys," she told them. "Before I take my panties off, I want you to strip naked and show me your hard cocks. I'm sure they must both be very hard by now, hard enough to stick in my cunt and fuck me."
In their quiet little village, the boys had heard that word spoken only by other boys. That it had been said by a beautiful American woman whose bare tits were jutting, whose little panties barely covered her cunt, was too much to bear.
With just a little more urging, they began to take their clothes off. They both hesitated when only their underwear remained, then together they pushed the garments down and stood naked while Mary sighed as she looked at the hard little peckers and longed to feel them pistoning in the heat of her cunt, a heat which seemed to increase by the second.
Moving closer to the boys, she took a cock in each hand and played with them, then fondled their firm young balls.
Standing with her hands on her hips, she had one boy kneel behind her, the other in front, then slowly pushed her panties down and they feasted their eyes, panting as she slowly bared her pussy bush and the beautiful cheeks and crack of her smooth white ass.
Before completely baring her ass, she turned to give the boys different views, then she pushed her panties down and allowed them to fall around her ankles. Stepping out of her panties, she parted her legs and invited the boys to feel whatever they liked.
They accepted eagerly and then there were four hands moving over her ass and thighs and in her crotch. While they explored her with their hands, they crouched and stared into the mystery of her crotch. For both the boys it was their first view of a cunt and it caused them to tremble.
While they played, she told them all about cunt lapping and how both men and women enjoyed it. Mary described the act and told how exciting it was, then when she asked one of the boys to try it on her, she saw fear in his eyes as he told her he was afraid to put his mouth on her cunt. When her tone became more firm as she tried to force him to do it, he began to cry. The other boy saved the situation by telling Mary he would try it, then she lay back on the grass and opened her legs wide, her knees bending up, wide apart.
"You'll really love it once you start," she told him as the tips of her fingers stroked her warm cunt. "I love sucking cunts and so do all my friends. Most men beg and plead for me to let them eat my hot pussy."
His face came down to her crotch, she felt warm, moist breath on her cunt, then he was kissing it with trembling lips. After a few seconds, his lips pressed more firmly, then he was sucking wetly as her bare ass rubbed hotly on the grass and she urged him on in warm whispers, telling him he sucked cunt as nicely as any man who had ever sucked hers.
When she told him to, he got his tongue into her slit and gave her a thrilling lapping.
"I'm gonna come...I'm gonna come...I'm gonna come," she panted, then she was doing it, her ass bouncing off the grass, her whole body trembling and jerking as Mary fought back the shrill cries which tried to break from her throat.
"Oh you darling boy," she told the awed looking lad as she recovered from the beautiful climax, "it takes a special man to give me a come like that was. Jesus, what a lovely mouth and tongue you have for eating cunt."
When she called his friend to visit her crotch, he looked stricken, but couldn't refuse, not after what he had watched his pal doing. Nervously, he brought his face into her crotch, shuddered as his lips touched her pussy, then he was eating as eagerly as his friend had done, his hands rubbing her thighs, hips and belly, while his friend knelt close to Mary and played with her tits.
She panted a warning that she was going to climax again, and this time it was not as frightening to the boys as she writhed and moaned through the powerful orgasm while one of the boys continued to fondle her breasts, his balls threatening to explode with the fierce pressure which had built up at the sight of the writhing nude.
"Come on boys, I'm going to fuck you both now and show you what life is all about. You," she said as she pointed to the older one, "come lie on my belly, stick your dick in my cunt and give me a fuck. Shoot all your cream right up my pussy."
The lad had a little difficulty as he probed in her crotch with his hard little pecker, then he found the wet slit and pushed into it, panting.
"I'm in," he almost shouted with pride, "I got my dick right in her cunt."
"What does it feel like?" his pal asked. "Is it better than in your hand?"
"It sure is. It's all soft and warm and juicy."
"Stop talking now and start fucking," Mary said, rubbing her hands over his back. "Just work your rod in and out of my cunt until you shoot. That's all there is to fucking once you've got your cock in the cunt."
He caught on quickly and then he was riding her, his body rubbing against her thighs as she kept her knees bent up. She guided his face to one breast and he took the hint, sucking it while he fucked her.
As she expected it was a very brief fucking and then his little body was twitching in her crotch as he shot his semen into her. The small-ness of his prick prevented her from sucking him dry with her vaginal walls, but Mary didn't mind that. Having been fucked by an innocent little boy, having had her cunt lapped to orgasm by the two of them was more than joy enough, she told herself as he lay atop her, panting and sweating while his little dick soaked in a warm, juicy cunt.
And then she told him to get up and let his friend mount her to have his turn at fucking. With a sad sigh, he dismounted, then stood and looked at his soft prick, saw it shining wetly with the juice her cunt had imparted to it.
While he watched, his friend moved into Mary's warm crotch, then he was fumbling until his little groan told his friend that he had buried his bone. Without waiting for Mary to tell him, he began fucking her as he had seen his friend do. It was easier than he had expected it to be, and far more thrilling than he could have dreamed.
As had happened to his friend, he had been fucking for not much more than a minute or two when he began to shudder and pumped his strong charge into Mary's pussy.
After he got up, he looked down into her crotch to see fluid trickling from her cunt and running down between the cheeks of her beautiful ass.
"Mary," the older boy asked, tentatively, "will we have to tell about this when we go to confession?"
"I think you'd better, dear. If you're a catholic, you really have to."
"But how will we say it?"
"I guess the simplest way is best, dear. When you start to tell the priest your sins, start right off by saying that you were with a bare naked woman and that you felt her all over, sucked her tits and her cunt, then put your cock in her twat and fucked her. I'm sure he'll ask a lot of questions, but you'll be able to answer them."
"When will you be going to confession?" she asked.
"Tomorrow afternoon," he told her. "We always go on Saturday."
"Then you'll be sure to tell him, just the way I told you," she said and the two boys assured her that they would.
There was a bus leaving the village early the next morning and Mary made a point of being on it. When the priest heard their confessions, she thought with a grin, the shit was going to hit the fan and she didn't want to be around.
CHAPTER XIV
The thrill of having seduced the two boys remained strong in Mary as she returned to London, and she knew she would do it again, sensed that it was going to be her new hobby. Then she had another thought, if seducing boys was such a thrill, she reasoned, so too should be the seduction of innocent little girls.
Lying in her bed, naked, a hand strayed down her belly and kept moving until it was playing in her hot crotch as she pictured a trembling little girl, naked. She saw in her imagination, the budding little tits as she fondled and sucked them, pictured the little cunt, almost hairless, then saw the little girl playing with her big breasts, her buttocks and then in her crotch.
As quickly as she could complete arrangements for the trip, Mary flew back to the States and went looking for a house. She wanted one which would afford all the privacy she needed for spanking games, and, since there was the problem of sneaking little boys and girls in and out of her home, she wanted a house with a relatively obscure front or side entrance so that the neighbors would not get too curious about the traffic of the many children she hoped to entertain.
Mary found the place she wanted, then learned that it was easier than she had thought it would be to lure little boys to her home for an introduction to sex.
She picked up her first one in a park, just a couple of days after moving into her new house. He told her his name was Bruce and that he was fourteen years old. Mary thought he looked and sounded even younger, but that didn't bother her.
He had already had some thrilling views of her legs and thighs in the park and he was anxious for more, he told her as they entered her house. Taking him in her arms, she hugged him and whispered that he should feel free to feel her up while they had a kiss. When Mary brought their mouths together, she felt his hands hurry to the seat of her dress, then he was fondling her butt as his little cock throbbed strongly with a desire which was completely new to him.
Until that moment, sexual desire meant holding his prick in his hand, playing with himself as he looked at pictures of women wearing girdles or short skirts, pulling himself until he shot his semen. Seeing and feeling the body of a real live woman was something he had hardly dared dream of and he found it difficult to believe that it was really going to happen. It became a little easier to believe when she led him to her bedroom where the drapes had been carefully closed.
He was still trembling from the thrill of having felt her big ass through her dress, but there was more trembling to come as he watched her raise the hem above her hips, turn slowly to show him frontal and rear view, then she dropped the garment and began unfastening the top of it.
"Oh Mary, I'm so anxious to see you taking off your dress," he told her, his eyes flashing the same message as his words.
The dress unfastened, Mary licked her lips as she fondled her tits through the fabric, then she worked the dress down off her arms and allowed it to fall to her waist. The boy rubbed his eyes as though finding it difficult to focus on the sight of her jutting bra.
Mary allowed him that view for a minute or two, then she turned her back to him and he saw her hands return to her dress. As she began to push it down, she bent a little from the waist and wriggled her lovely bottom.
She heard his groan of delight as the dress went down and he saw how her lovely ass stretched the tight panties which only partially encased it. The sight of the beautiful, mature woman in bra and panties would have been more than exciting enough for the boy, but the act of removing her dress in so seductive a manner, made it far more so. He stared at the motions of her legs and lush thighs as she stepped out of the dress, then Mary tossed it onto a chair and turned to face him.
When he managed to raise his gaze to her face, he saw that same excitingly warm smile there and noticed again how beautiful she was. Her beauty grew with each step she took toward him, then they were embracing again and as they kissed, his hands rubbed down her back until they were on her behind, fondling the thrill-ingly smooth, firm cheeks, through her little panties and around them.
Mary whispered that she wanted him to undress. The boy blushed hotly, but he couldn't refuse any order from her, so when she released him, he began taking his clothes off and did not stop until he was bare naked, showing Mary how his stiff cock pointed toward the ceiling.
"You're a very beautiful boy, Bruce," Mary told him as she went to him and began fondling his smooth young body. "We're going to have a wonderful time with our two naked, beautiful bodies. Let's lie on the bed now and you feel me up while I tell you exciting things about sex."
Bruce went with her, watched as she knelt on the bed, then she turned and lay on her back. He joined her on the bed and began feeling her body and thighs with both hands, telling himself over and over that it was really happening, that a woman with a beautiful, silken body had taken him to her bedroom, that he would see all of her body, would touch it all, then would discover the joy of sticking his hard prick into a woman's cunt and fucking her.
"Do you want to fuck me, dear?" she asked, warmly.
"Oh yes. I know a couple of older boys who have fucked and they say it's great, but they only fucked girls, not a beautiful woman like you."
"You're going to fuck me, darling, then you'll know what it's all about. Before that, though, we're going to play lots of exciting games. I'll be your teacher and you'll be my beautiful, eager student," Mary told him, then turned over and gave him more to fondle. His hands went to her panties, then worked from the top of them to the tops of her nylons.
"Do you think you could unhook my bra, dear?" Mary asked him. "If so, I could take it off and give you my big tits to play with."
"I sure can," he told her and hurried his hands to the back of her bra.
It wasn't as easy as he expected, especially with his fingers trembling as they were, but after he slipped the first hook, the rest were easier. When he slipped the last one, he drew the two parts away from each other and saw a strip of whiter skin which had been more protected from the sun than the rest of her body.
"Lie on your back beside me, dear," Mary told him, "and close your eyes tightly. Don't open them until I tell you to."
As she got up, Mary saw that his eyes were closed tightly and sensed he wouldn't peek. Tossing her bra away, she knelt astride his hips, then told him to open his eyes. He did so, blinking and gasping at the sight of her boldly jutting, naked breasts, then she lowered herself so that her hands were on the bed, her beautiful tits dangling pendulously above his face and swaying gracefully.
"Go ahead and feel them, dear," Mary told him and he hurried his hands to the swaying beauties, rubbing and squeezing them gently, feeling hard nipples between finger and thumb. "I love to have my big tits kissed and sucked, darling," she told him. "After you've played with them for a while, I'm going to let you do that."
Not waiting to be told, he raised his head and she felt his lips brushing a breast while he fondled the other. Mary gave a little squeal of delight when Bruce's lips captured a nipple and made it grow longer and harder as they worked on it. She kept urging him on and after a little while he moved his lips to the other nipple and he gave it the same exciting treatment.
Open your mouth wide, Bruce," she told him as she lay beside him and fondled a breast. "I'm going to give you a tit to suck. I'll push as much as you can take into your mouth and you'll give it a lovely sucking for me."
Mary saw the look of ecstasy on his face, looked at his wide open mouth, then sighed as she held the big, firm tit and slowly filled his mouth with it.
Mary took her hand off the breast and he replaced it with both of his, holding and fondling what he could not get into his mouth, telling himself that he must be the luckiest boy in the world.
As he sucked, Bruce recalled how he had seen her in the park, sitting with her legs crossed, showing her lush thighs above the expanded tops of her sheer nylons. She had seen him staring, had smiled, and he had come so close to running away, that the thought of what he would have missed, terrified him. When he had found the courage to go to the bench and sit beside the beautiful woman, it proved to be the beginning of a trip into an entirely new and wildly exciting world, a world of bras and panties and nylons, of silken smooth skin, of warm sighs and of a mouth filled with a beautiful breast.
He sucked her tits until she told him they were too sensitive to take anymore, then she knelt up beside him, her knees wide apart and went on sighing as he played in her crotch and with her lovely ass. After a while, she brought her knees closer together and in a husky whisper, told him to take her panties down to her knees.
She turned so that her back faced him, then the boy was skinning the tight fitting panties down, unveiling a thrillingly beautiful pair of white cheeks and a shadowy crack between. His first sight of her breasts had been a wild delight, but then he decided that the ass she was baring was even more beautiful, more thrilling to behold.
When the panties had been dragged well below Mary's ass, Bruce was better able to admire the bigness and the perfect roundness of the cheeks, the depth of her crack. Impulsively, he wrapped his arms around her and rubbed a wet face over the beautiful cheeks, then he kissed them, covering the rounds with thrilling kisses, then he moved again and she felt his face pressing firmly between butt cheeks as he planted a passionate kiss deep in her crack, causing her to groan with surprise and arousal.
"You like my ass, do you Bruce?" Mary asked.
"I think it's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen," he replied with feeling.
"Then tell me, dear, how would you like to take me on your lap and give me a hard spanking that would make my ass cheeks all red and hot?"
"But wouldn't that hurt?" he asked, puzzled, then Mary went on to explain to him her delight in being spanked, even when it made her cry and stung like fire.
Bruce couldn't really understand how she would like being spanked, but the excitement in her tone made him see that she really enjoyed it and that was enough for the boy.
Mary pointed to a chair and he sat on it as she kicked her fallen panties away, then he began spanking her, delighting in the sound and feel of his open hand smacking the cheeks of her beautiful big butt. She had to tell him a couple of times to spank harder, then the boy got the message and spanked hard, bringing the hot red color into her white cheeks and causing her to cry and rub hotly over his bare thighs and stiff pecker.
Each time he stopped the spanking, thinking she'd taken more than enough, Mary rubbed over his lap and told him to keep spanking. He didn't know how Mary could possibly endure it, let alone enjoy it, but she did and that was enough. When she did allow him to end the spanking, she got off his lap and danced all around the room, rubbing her hot, red ass cheeks and causing her firmly jutting tits to bounce and sway.
When she ended her dance and stood rubbing her buttocks, Bruce dropped to his knees and held her by the hips as he showered her tingling ass cheeks with more wet kisses.
"Come on to bed and really kiss my ass, darling," she told him and they hurried to the wide bed. Mary lay on her tummy and his face returned to her behind, kissing and licking the hot, red mounds, making Mary groan and writhe in passion, her mons veneris rubbing on the sheet, then she turned over opened her legs wide and gave the boy his first clear view of her cunt, the first one he had ever seen.
"Now I'll give you a chance to show how good your mouth is, dear," Mary told him as he stared fixedly into her crotch. "Come and suck my little pink cunt. I'm so hot and horny for a first class cunt lapping. Look at the tender lips of my cunt, darling. Suck them right into your mouth, get your tongue up my slit and lick my cunt and give me a big come."
He was less anxious to use his mouth on her cunt than had been the case with her ass, but he couldn't refuse, not after all she had given him, so he moved a little farther down on the bed, lowered his face into her crotch, then he was sucking her cunt as she sighed warmly and rubbed his head with both hands.
After he had been sucking for a little while, Mary told him to get his tongue into her cunt.
He did so, eagerly, then she guided him until it made contact with her clit and he felt her body jerk as a cry broke from her.
"Keep your tongue right on my clit, dear," she told him, panting and writhing. "Keep on licking, just like that. Oh darling, you're going to bring me all the way and make me have a lovely big come."
Bruce wasn't sure just what she meant by having a big come, but he sensed that his tongue's licking was giving her great pleasure, so he kept right on licking until he felt her body tense suddenly, then her thighs came up and rubbed his face, her naked butt jerked up off the bed and then he heard her cries filling the room as she climaxed as strongly as she had known she would. It went on for a long time, then her cries turned to sighs as she began to come out of the delicious orgasm and opened her shining eyes.
"I feel so good all over," she told him in a warm tone; "How would you like to lie on top of me and fuck me now?"
When he assured her he would like that very much, she smiled and then he was moving up on her wet body, thrilling to the feel of her bare skin under his. He got a hand between them, felt the warm wetness of her crotch, then he was steering his penis to it, hoping he would be able to perform the act properly, hoping too that his first fuck would be as thrilling as he expected it to be.
And then he knew it was going to be even more than that as he found the slit of her cunt and his prick pushed easily into it. As he buried his rod in her hot, soft, juicy cunt, Mary wrapped her arms around him and held him strongly. She told him in whispers of how hard his cock was and how good it felt in her twat. Giving him a smack on the ass, she told him to start fucking her and he did so, delightedly.
He gave a few strokes and then his cock slipped out and he groaned in frustration as he reached for it to shove it in again.
"Take it easy, darling," she told him gently. "A fuck is better if it's slow, it lasts longer too. All you have to do is work it in and out of my pussy in long, slow strokes. There, you've got your dick in again, now give me a nice, slow fucking and make your hard pecker shoot lots of cream up my cunt. You're going to learn what real joy is when your cock is shooting in my cunt. Yes lover, that's how, that's the way," she panted and he went on riding her belly. "Fuck me, darling, fuck me...fuck me...fuck my hot, juicy cunt...yes...yes...yes, baby...fuck."
As his cock worked in the warmth of her cunt, the boy became something more than just a human being, he had become a super being, a god, enjoying an act too great for mere mortals. He heard the squishing sounds from her crotch and they became erotic music. He felt a hand rubbing his back, another rubbing and lightly patting his behind, and his entire being was so full of delightful sensations that he couldn't begin to count them, couldn't tell where one ended and another commenced.
And then all the sensations blended into one mighty one, the strongest by far that he had ever experienced. It centered in his loins where he felt a strong churning, built to a pitch which approached being unbearable, then his semen was shooting up her cunt and his body jerked out of control in the warm confinement of her crotch as he drained his little balls and lay in a state of almost total collapse. The first thing of which he became aware of as his mind slowly turned on again, was a film of moisture between their bodies, their mingled sweat. Gradually, awareness grew and intensified. Everything was suddenly magnified, amplified, made so much more beautiful than anything he had ever known.
Lying warmly together, they talked, then Mary got up to get herself a drink. He followed her to the kitchen, marvelling at the exciting motion of her buttocks in the frame of the black garter belt, the cheeks still warmly pink.
While she poured herself a stiff drink, Bruce helped himself to a soft drink, then they chatted in the kitchen. He assured her that he could stay for hours more without getting into trouble, and she told him she wanted him to stay as long as he could, assured him that he was a delightfully thrilling sex partner, as good an any man she had ever fucked with.
Bruce saw a strange expression come over her face as she put her glass down, drew an armless chair into the center of the floor and sat on it. As she patted her thighs, he knew what was going to happen and gave her a nervous little grin.
"Come lie on my beautiful thighs with your ass up, so I can give you a nice little spanking," Mary told the boy. "It may help get your dick hard again for another lovely fuck. If the spanking doesn't do it, I'll take your cock in my mouth and suck it hard."
Trembling, he went to her and lay across smooth thighs. She felt him continue to tremble as she ran a hand over his smooth buttocks. She squeezed each cheek, then raised her hand and began spanking very lightly.
As he became accustomed to the feel of spanking, Mary began making the smacks a little harder and she soon had the boy crying and kicking his legs. Since she wanted him to come back to visit her and didn't want to turn him off spanking, she stopped when his ass cheeks were just warm pink and his crying was gentle.
Holding him on her lap, she fondled his pink buttocks and it wasn't long before he was telling her, his tone excited, that the spanking hadn't been such a bad thing after all and that he loved the feel of the hot tingling in the cheeks of his tender young butt.
"The more you get spanked, dear, the more you come to like it and want it. Some day, you may enjoy being spanked hard, like I do."
The spanking hadn't produced a second hard-on for the boy, but Mary wasn't concerned. After a while, they returned to her bedroom, she took his cock into her mouth and sucked it. Almost at once, she felt it stiffening as her skilled mouth worked on it, then she took it out and he put it into her cunt.
His second fuck lasted much longer than his first, long enough so that he brought her to climax before he fired his charge into her as she held him tightly with strong arms and legs.
Two days later, Bruce came back for another round. They played and spanked, he fucked her, then after his penis revived in her mouth, Mary kept it there and gave him the thrill of a lifetime when she sucked him off, drinking all he could shoot to her, then licking her lips and telling him how good it was.
Bruce didn't like the idea of sharing her with another boy, but when she prevailed upon him, he told her he had a good friend who could be trusted to keep secrets and who would love to join them at play. Like Bruce, he had never seen a naked woman.
Her new boy proved to be as delightful to Mary as Bruce had been, and seducing him was sheer delight as he panted and trembled all the way through it, groaning like a dying man as he spurted his semen into the hot depths of her cunt.
Later, after both boys had been spanked, Mary had them both spank her. When she got up to do her little dance as she rubbed the cheeks of her tingling butt, she had a thought which added to her arousal. Seeing that Bruce had another erection, she got Vaseline from the bathroom, rubbed some over his little dick, then got down on all fours and smiled up at him.
"We're going to try something different this time, dear," she told him. "I want you to kneel close to my rosy red butt, stick your cock up my arsehole and give me a ass fucking. I have a hunch we're both going to like it a lot."
Mary's hole was delightfully tight as he worked his cock into it, then he was panting and beaming with joy as he rode her hot ass until he was shooting semen into her as he pressed and twitched against the smooth, warm cheeks.
Gradually, Mary added other boys to the circle so that she could always have a hard young prick or two, a boyish ass to spank, an eager face to visit her hot crotch, but the balance wasn't right, there had to be girls as well if she were to achieve maximum pleasure.
Mary spent many afternoons walking around the area, chatting with girls, getting to know them, constantly looking for lesbian potential, yet being careful not to show her hand too soon.
When she met Jenny, a pretty girl of fifteen, Mary felt a strong hunch that she had found what she was after. She chatted with the girl a few times, then invited her to her home one afternoon. As they talked, Mary made a point of displaying plenty of thigh and was pleased to see the girl steeling glimpses.
They talked about boys and dating and Mary learned that Jenny liked petting, but was afraid because boys always wanted to go farther, were sometimes rough in their appoach, and she was terribly afraid of becoming pregnant.
That day, Mary dropped only a couple hints about lesbianism, but the next time the girl visited, she dropped a few more and noted an increase in Jenny's excitement. During that visit, Mary permitted herself a few casual touches of the girl's thighs and behind, and she met with no tension or annoyance on the part of the girl.
The next time Jenny came to visit, they talked sex again and Mary told her, in a confidential whisper, that while she enjoyed sex with men, she found it more gentle and more exciting with beautiful women, especially beautiful young ones with firm, smooth bodies. She told the girl of how she kept her body in such good condition, then raised her dress to show that her thighs were still sleek and very firm. With only a little urging, Jenny felt her thighs and agreed that they were as firm as a girl's.
Jenny hardly protested at all when Mary wanted to feel her thighs, and after that, they were on the way. Jenny watched, bug-eyed, as Mary got out of her dress and displayed her lush figure, then she was showing the girl how excitingly two women could kiss and fondle, pointing out that there was no danger of pregnancy for either of them.
They had been kissing and fondling for about five minutes when Mary took the girl's dress off without protest. A little later, they removed their bras, each delighted with the breasts of the other, as they rubbed and squeezed them, then Mary taught the girl how to suckle tits to provide pleasure for both. The girl learned quickly and soon demonstrated her new ability, making Mary squirm hotly.
Saving spanking for a later date, Mary took the girl's panties off, kissed and licked her thighs and buttocks, then she parted the firm young thighs, let a warm sigh break from her as she went down on the young beauty, then went on to suck and lick the tender little cunt until Jenny climaxed with an intensity which frightened her a little and delighted her a lot.
There was no hesitation at all about the girl when Mary took her own panties off and opened her crotch for her young partner. Jenny lapped Mary's cunt as though it were something she had done hundreds of times before and she gave the woman a delightful orgasm.
During their second date, Mary taught her protege the art of spanking. Jenny went wild as she spanked the big bare butt which Mary presented to her, then she felt only a little apprehension when it was her turn to take a spanking. As she always did with her new boys, Mary started gently, gradually stepping up the pace.
One day, Jenny told of a girl of her age at school who was constantly stealing little feels of other girls and went on to tell how she had once whispered that she was going to grab Jenny, drag her into the bushes and suck her cunt.
"She laughed like it was a joke," Jenny said, "but I had a feeling that she wasn't really kidding at all."
Within a week, the second girl joined their circle, and in time, Mary had recruited two more so that every time she called a meeting of her girls' club, they had two couples to keep things orderly, and could also engage in four-girl daisy chains.
Gradually, Mary extolled the virtues of sex with boys, rather than with men who tended to be demanding while not caring whether or not the woman enjoyed herself, and in time, she set up a meeting which involved herself and her three girls, along with four of her boys.
As they, gathered in the basement recreation room for their first meeting, all of them still clothed, Mary made it clear, especially to the boys, that the girls were not to engage in fucking or to allow cocks anywhere close to their crotches.
As chairman of the meeting, she set the tone by taking her dress off, then told the boys it was up to them to show their manly confidence by stripping naked to show the girls what they looked like.
The boys had been well trained by then and they smiled with confidence as they stripped naked and the girls saw hard young cocks and well filled balls. It was time for the girls to go into action then, and they did so, with only a little nervousness, only one of them blushing as she bared her little tits, then turned her back to the boys to take her panties off.
Mary had put a stack of records on and they paired off to dance and play with each other. Since all had been well trained in the fine arts of spanking and cunt lapping, they went into action and all eight enjoyed a wonderful evening of fun and games.
With the girls not allowed to venture as far as fucking, Mary looked after that detail, taking on a boy from time to time while the girls stared intently at the first fucking any of them had ever seen. All claimed to be eager to sample fucking, but Mary cooled their ardor by telling them that it would hurt like hell the first time, when the man's cock popped their cherries.
Later in the session, after Mary had given them a demonstration of cock sucking, Jenny showed her boldness by telling the boys she would suck a cock if any of them could produce a hard-on. None were really hard, but one boy showed promise so she took him to a couch and it was not long before the prick she took into her mouth was nice and hard. While the other girls egged her on, she sucked the stiff young cock until she opened her mouth so that the girls could see the cream shooting into it.
Since none of the girls were permitted to fuck, their cunts were always fresh for lapping, and so, from time to time, Mary would have boys go down on all three girls and suck their cunts while she watched the thrilling performance.
It was the same with spankings. They often just happened, when a couple of the participants agreed on it, but at other times, Mary would announce a general spanking session in which all would participate. While she neither spanked a boy or was spanked by one, the others would pair off and four spankings would take place at the same time, providing a veritable symphony of sound, especially after the crying began.
But even then, delighted as she was, Mary was hungry for more and more and kept adding to the size of her group. Boys were easy to find, so easy that Mary often picked them up in parks or other public places, took them into the bushes and taught them the joys of playing with a naked woman, cunt lapping and fucking, then walked away, making the act a one time thing.
Girls were a tougher challenge and each time she added one to the group, she admitted another boy to keep the figures even. Once in a while, to add variety, Mary would bring in an adult couple. Her children loved to watch adults in action and to participate with them, while the adults were invariably delighted at the sight and feel of the firm young bodies.
The first black girl she seduced was a beauty of fifteen. Never having made out with a black, Mary was cautious in developing a warm friendship with her before making her play. She had laid the groundwork well and the girl came easily into her arms and her bed. Delighting in the contrast of the firm, dark brown body with her white one, Mary set up mirrors so that as they writhed on the bed, they could add to the thrill by watching their reflections in the mirror.
The girl was nervous at the outset, more so than most of the girls Mary had seduced, but once she experienced the delight of having her cunt lapped while the white hands rubbed over her thighs and buttocks, it became easier for her and, before long, she developed into a beautifully greedy lesbian who could never get enough of the kind of sex her white woman provided in their frequent meetings.
Mary had told the girl all about the group which met weekly for gang sessions and the following Saturday, she attended her first. There were nine children at the meeting when it convened at two in the afternoon in the basement recreation room.
Eight of them had come to have fun, but the ninth, trying to hide her fear and nervousness, had come to play the role of Judas bull, to lead the herd to slaughter. He was a thirteen year-old who had let a word slip in the hearing of his mother, she questioned him closely, kept the pressure on, then broke him down and forced him to tell her all about Mary's swinging club for kiddies. She hid her revulsion from her son, contacted the police and cooperated with them in setting up a raid on Mary's home.
He arrived a few minutes late for the session, left the side door off the latch and went down to the basement room to join the others. Finding them already undressing, he hurriedly followed suit, hoping that Mary wouldn't see his nervousness, feeling a terrible guilt for what he was doing to the woman who had been so good to him, who had given him such a thrilling introduction to sex with her beautiful body, then by admitting him to her very special sex club.
The session had been going for more than half an hour when the police arrived, wearing running shoes rather than the standard boots. The sound of spanking and crying in the recreation room masked any sound they made as they came through the unlocked side door and down the stairs.
Without warning, the door of the room was thrown open and the four men walked into the room, one of them carrying a camera. While one of the policemen told the group, in a loud, authoritative voice, to stay where they were, the man with the camera went into action. His first picture caught Mary lying on her back while a naked girl sat on her face, having her cunt sucked.
Other pictures showed spanking, more cunt lapping and one scene of cock sucking as a policeman forced the children to resume doing what they had been doing at the time they walked into the room. Terrified at having been caught, the boy who was having his cock sucked had only a very soft cock to offer, but the policeman told the girl to take the whole thing into her mouth so that his softness wouldn't show.
Enjoying their assignment, the police took the kids, one at a time, to the far end of the room to get names and addresses. During all of this, none were permitted to dress.
Girls who had been spanked, had their pretty little asses examined closely and were asked whether they had been forced to submit to beatings, as well as other questions regarding which sexual acts they had performed at that and previous meetings of the club. As the frightened youngsters answered the intimate questions and the police wrote out the details, a book was compiled which provided interesting reading later, back at the precinct station.
Eventually, the children were permitted to dress and leave, then Mary was alone in the room with the four men who held a whispered conference. All had hard-ons, and since they were alone with the naked woman, they decided to do something about it.
Knowing what they did about the club, they advanced on Mary who wondered what was in store for her before they took her away from her house. The senior man in the group boldly fondled her tits and ass, then took her over his lap and gave her a sound spanking which left the cheeks of her plump ass rosy red, then he had her kneel on the floor, took his cock out and gave it to her, telling her to suck him off.
Before they permitted Mary to dress, she had sucked four big cocks and had been fucked by one policeman's billy club.
Mary knew she didn't have a chance to avoid jail, so she spared herself the shame of a drawn out trial by pleading guilty to all charges. Before the week was over, she had been sentenced and delivered to the prison for women.
Accepting her fate, Mary told herself she would do her time without protest, would try to get out as soon as possible by obeying all the rules without question, then would return, she knew, to her hobby of seducing innocent little boys and girls.
She promised herself she would be more careful when she had a chance to resume seduction of young innocents, but there was no thought in her mind of ever giving up her exciting hobby.
