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Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Aunty Jean, Her Daughter Jane and Me by Jonbrian (address withheld) *** You will recall from Aunty Jean's last submission; Aunty Jean: Another Visit To My Niece - by Anon in Directory 59, that her daughter Jane almost caught us at it and as a result gave her mother a spanking and insisted that if Aunty and I were to do it again then she should receive an invite. All this of course follows our threesome as printed in Aunty Jean, Her Daughter Jane and I - by Anon in Directory 57 and a group session in Aunty Jean: Monday Morning, And The Rest Of The Day - by Anon – in Directory 58. (FFM, nc, inc, generational, oral, anal, spank) *** You will recall from Aunty Jean's last submission; Aunty Jean: Another Visit To My Niece - by Anon in Directory 59, that her daughter Jane almost caught us at it and as a result gave her mother a spanking and insisted that if Aunty and I were to do it again then she should receive an invite. All this of course follows our threesome as printed in Aunty Jean, Her Daughter Jane and I - by Anon in Directory 57 and a group session in Aunty Jean: Monday Morning, And The Rest Of The Day - by Anon – in Directory 58. This of course gave me food for thought so I developed a plan that would enable the three of us to spend some "quality time" together. During our little meeting earlier Jane had mentioned that her husband was going away to see his elder son, from a previous marriage, and their new baby. I suggested that Jean might like to go and spend a couple of days with her daughter as they now had a much better relationship and that I would drive her there. This also gave uncle a bit of space as the cricket season had just begun and it meant he could have the Test match on all day without any interruptions. At 9.00 am prompt I picked Jean up and bidding John a happy 2 days cricket watching we set off on our 50 minute drive to her daughters. The route we took passed through lots of villages and so I had no opportunity to play with my septuagenarian lover: much to hers and my own frustration so by the time we arrived at our destination Jean was climbing the walls in frustration. While I was unpacking the car Jean went and rang the bell and a couple of minutes later Jane came to the door and let us in at the start of what I hoped was going to be a busy couple of days and a night. I have to say that my first view of Jane was a bit of a surprise as she was dressed in a black tight fitting knee length skirt, white blouse and black blazer; very funereal! Having made our way up to her first floor sitting room we had coffee which was already laid out for us and sat chatting. The atmosphere seemed a little tense which considering the moments we had shared recently seemed rather strange. After half an hour Jane suddenly picked up the TV remote and with the press of a couple of buttons the picture came on showing the scenes from my bedroom where Jean had dealt with my hapless cleaner, Sheen, some weeks earlier. "I see Mother that you still enjoy dishing out the discipline, just as you did with me all those years ago and of course somewhat more recently. Jonathan thought I might be interested so he sent me a copy for my edification. I have to say you haven't lost the knack. That poor woman's bottom looks rather red and sore. As for what you did to her afterwards, well. Quite the little dyke weren't you?" While she was speaking Jane was striding round the room in quite an animated fashion. "I have decided; that is we have decided that for today we are going to have some role reversal and so in a moment I want you to go and get changed and then come back here. Jonathan and I are going to be your parents and you will be our child; subject to our rules and codes of discipline. I want to see how you feel after a day of doing as you are told, or not as the case may be. Disobedience will be punished in whatever way I see fit and good deeds will be rewarded in whatever way Jonathan feels is appropriate. I am however confident that by the end of the day you will have a very sore bottom and I suspect a well fucked cunt and buggered bottom hole. Now off to the bedroom and change into the clothes I have left out for you and be quick about it." I was amazed to see Aunty meekly rise from her chair and make her way slowly upstairs with just a brief look back at me, a question in her eyes. "Up you go Jean; we do not want to start the day with a spanking." My voice was firm belying the 1,000 questions racing through my mind. So of she went and I turned to see Jane walking through to the dining room where she decorously bent and pulled her tight skirt up to her waist displaying first her naked buttocks, no knickers today I thought, then, as she turned, her neatly trimmed bush before she seated herself on the dining table and laid back, raising and spreading her legs, exposing her cunt. "Quickly," she gasped "we just have time for a quickie before mother comes down again. Fuck me and fuck me hard; now." Never one to refuse I moved quickly toward her unzipping myself as I went. Standing close I presented my cock to her gaping portals and thrust. God she was so wet I slid into her hard and fast so that it was hilt deep in her cunt and she was crying out. Holding her thighs I carried out her instructions and gave her a short sharp shagging then dumped a load of come in her spasming vagina. Still deep in her I asked her what was going on. Jane explained and confirmed what I had suspected. During her childhood her mother had frequently dished out some quite severe discipline and she recognised that through our new found relationships that she now had a chance to get her own back with a bit of help from me. A noise from the door and I turned to see Aunty stood meekly in the doorway. What a transformation. Gone were the twin set and pearls to be replaced by what I can only assume to be Jane's old school uniform. White blouse and school tie, a bib fronted gymslip, white knee socks and black flat soled shoes. Strangely this did not look too incongruous as Jean's slight form leant her a waif like look. "Excellent young lady," said Jane, "now I have a little cleaning job for you so come over here and kneel down beside us. Jonathan has just given me a good fucking and filled me with his come. I do not want to be leaking all morning so after you have sucked his cock clean you can lick me out and freshen me up with your tongue. Jump to it!" No hesitation, no complaints, just meek acquiescence from my aged lover. Jean slowly, arthritis being her curse, dropped to her knees and as I pulled my cock out of her daughter bent forward and took its now softening length into her mouth and sucked me clean; before giving my prick a gentle kiss on the top and easing it back into my trousers and zipping me up. Turning she faced her daughter who was still lying back on the table, legs braced wide apart her cunt, glistening with our juices, level with her face. With her left hand she parted the sticky flaps and exposed the entrance to Jane's vagina showing a large dribble of come starting to leak out of it. Bending forward she ran her tongue up the length of her slit catching the drip and drawing it into her mouth, and then swallowed deeply. Back she bent and in an instant was lapping furiously at her daughter working her tongue deep into the exposed and slippery hole that was so open and vulnerable. I knew from her cock sucking that both her mouth and tongue were extremely agile and it was not long before Jane's hand was clasping the back of her mothers head forcing her mouth harder against her cunt and her hips were writhing in time to the tonguing she was receiving. In a matter of minutes Jane was crying out as she orgasmed for the second time that day. With that Aunty sat back and looked up at me, the lower half of her face covered in the remnants of my come and Jane's own secretions; a wry smile on her face. "Well Aunty that was a good girl and I believe you have had your reward with a small taste of my come." I said. "Not so," said Jane slowly getting of the table and lowering her skirt. "My instructions were quite specific; I told her to clean us both, not bring me off. Go and bend over the back of the armchair, lift up your skirt and lower your knickers. Jonathan go and get your slipper as I intend to give her six of the best for her disobedience; just as she did to Sheena your cleaner. Now Mother; do not prevaricate!" As I removed a slipper from my hold-all I watched as Jean moved into the lounge and assumed the position over the back of the armchair before taking hold of the hem of her gymslip skirt, raising it up onto her back exposing her bottom now covered in a pair of navy blue school knickers. I felt my hardness returning as another of my fantasias stared to be played out before my very eyes. "Knickers!" barked Jane and Aunties hands came round behind again and fingers were hooked into the waist elastic and slowly pushed the thick fabric down over the apex of her buttocks and then down her thighs until they formed a band just above her knees. "Feet apart, about 12 inches and hands on the seat of the chair. Do not move while I am slippering you and on no account must you try and cover your bottom. Any breach will result in another harder swat from the slipper. Do you understand?" "Yes dear," was the quiet reply from Aunty. Jane held out her hand and I passed her the slipper. "Is this the one mother used on your cleaner?" a nod from me, "Good it seems rather fitting do you not agree?" She flexed it and tapped the leather sole against her palm, testing its flexibility and weight. The black leather upper shone in the sunlight pouring through the 1st floor living room window. Swiftly she moved over and stood to the left of the chair over which her mother was so vulnerably bent and gently tapped the sole of the slipper on Aunties bare bottom eliciting a little gasp from Jean. Without warning Jane's arm went up and flashed down. The room was filled with the sound of leather on naked flesh as she delivered the first swat. Jean groaned and wriggled her bottom but managed to remain bent over and I watched as her cheeks began to flush red; right at their apex where the first blow had landed. UP and down went the arm and the second blow landed squarely on the right buttock followed immediately by another to the left. Jean's cries this time were louder matching the severity of her slippering and her gyrations were more pronounced but still she remained bent over the chair. Jane's hand came down and fondled her mothers glowing bottom. "So far so good mother, only three more to go and then it will be all over. Are you beginning to understand how that poor woman must have felt and indeed how I have felt each time you spanked me as a child and even more so recently?" "Now hold still and let me finish." With that her left hand came down onto the small of Aunties back holding her still as in rapid succession Jane slippered her Mother's bare bottom twice more leaving Aunty gasping. "Last one mother;" as the slipper was raised toward the ceiling then brought flashing down to land squarely across both reddening bottom cheeks with a resounding "thwack" at which Jean cried out and her hands flew round to grasp her squirming buttocks trying to sooth away the stinging that must , by now have been intense. "Do not move;" said Jane as she produced a safety pin from her jacket pocket and deftly pinned her mothers gymslip skirt to the back of her tunic. "Now go and stand in the corner while Jonathan and I have a cup of tea and then we will decide what you have to do next." Slowly Jean raised herself up from her bent over position and hobbled to the corner where she stood facing the wall; her bare and well slippered bottom, exposed and red. "Hands on your head, now!" And so she went and made a cup of tea and as we sat I mentioned to Jane that watching her slipper her mother had been quite a turn on and that I felt in need of some relief. To my chagrin she told me it was far to early for that as she wanted me so worked up when next we fucked that she had no intention of letting me down from my current state of arousal for some time to come. After half an hour Jane let her mother return from the corner; unpinned her skirt and pulled her knickers up before sending her off to make us some lunch. Some twenty minutes later we were eating some very tasty sandwiches whilst Jane explained her mother's next task which was to do some simple homework as part of the role play we seemed to have fallen into with consummate ease. Whilst Jean sat at the table, bottom perched on a soft cushion Jane and I watched a little television and she proceeded to continue with her efforts to build my sexual frustration. In full view of Aunty she unzipped my trousers and extricating my cock proceed to give me the most frustrating blow job I have ever experienced. Each time I felt an orgasm approach she would stop leaving me high and dry, my cock throbbing with passion. I could see from the look on Aunties face that she was seething with envy as her daughter gave her younger lover such a protracted and skilful oral treat. At last homework was finished and I marked the work that Jean presented me. It was a pretty poor effort resulting in marks of 11 out off 20. Jane wasted no time in pulling out one of the dining chairs and seating herself promptly pulled dear old Aunty over her lap into that time honoured position for dishing out an over the knee spanking. Up came the gym slip to be folded neatly at the small of Aunties back then her navy knicks were pulled firmly up between the cheeks of her rosy red buttocks and then her spanking began. The room resounded to the sound of Jane's palm slapping down on her mothers upturned posteriors. With each slap Aunty gasped and wriggled but the hand that was pulling her knickers up tight between her cheeks helped to hold her still ensuring each spank found its mark and left a glowing imprint of Jane's palm. After 30 she stopped and just sat caressing her mother's bottom and looking like the cat that got the cream. "Mmmm I can now see why you spanked me so often as I am really rather enjoying this although I doubt that you share my pleasure, do you mother?" Jane purred as she continued to stroke her mums glowing orbs. "Now Mother do you remember the first time Jonathan buggered me when I was in a similar position to that which you now find yourself in? Well I think it is time for him to repay the favour. Jonathan go and fetch the KY you know where it is." Of I trotted to the bathroom and on my return handed the tube of lubricant to Jane who deftly parted her mother's buttocks and flipping up the cap squeezed a generous helping of the cold jelly into Jean's now exposed anal opening. A moment later Jean was groaning as Jane inserted her middle finger through the tightly clenched muscle that was protecting Aunties bowels. I gazed on fascinated by the lewd image created as that probing finger worked in and out of the tiny hole that was Jean's anus. A louder gasp as a second finger was added opening her wider and then Jane was beckoning me over. Undoing my zipper I extricated my throbbing cock and positioned my self directly behind Jean. Jane grabbed my cock with her right hand whist parting Jean's buttocks with her left. My cock was positioned against the sticky opening to her bottom and with practiced ease I thrust home and all 8" slid deep into the dark, hot recesses of my 76 year old lover's bottom. "Do not come; I want all of that lovely stuff of yours for myself. A five minute buggering should suffice; now get to it J." So bugger her I did with my usual skill, enjoying the feel of her taught muscle, gliding along my swollen rod, managing to hold my climax back. While my cock was sliding in and out of its tight sheath I decided I had to retake control of this situation so as the five minutes ended I pulled out and turned to ward Jane at the same time as I grabbed her by the back of her head turning her toward me and came; sending thick jets of come all over her upturned face and into her open mouth. Jane was soon awash with the stuff which had gone up her nose and into her hair and eyes and as I rubbed my softening cock over her face she took it into her mouth to suck the last drops from the tiny slit in its head. It was now time for a breather as we were all drained. END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 60