| Nancy and Kayleigh-8; Consequences We are getting closer Kayleigh. Soon, Nancy will have you begging for more! Summary…Karen has decided on how to punish the transgressions of her daughter and Kayleigh. The plan she devises pushes Nancy into another level of control, and leaves all three ladies wanting more. Consequences… The girls come down about mid-morning. Nancy is first, and I can almost see the unmistakable after-glow of sex coming off of her as she plops down at the breakfast table. She is barefoot, dressed in a white tank-top, what some describe as a ‘wife-beater’ and it is clearly evident that she is not wearing a bra. Her dark nipples can be seen beneath the sheer material and the swells of her budding breasts are visible through the arm holes; very appealing, but not something I would let her wear outside the house. She has on short denim shorts, the waist low enough to make me wonder if she is now shaving her sparse pubic hair. The expanse of flesh showing between her bunched-up tank and her shorts is truly a sight to behold! I don’t know if she is purposely trying for a slutty look, but she captured it as well as Kayleigh has ever done. “Morning Mom,” she says, leaning over the table to give me a quick peck on the cheek. I return her greeting. Nancy busies herself with a fruit platter I had prepared as I continue to scan the newspaper. Kayleigh is not far behind Nancy in coming downstairs. She is dressed in a loose-fitting top and skirt, ready for whatever the day may bring. She also has some breakfast, the sound of clinking forks off of the dishware breaking the silence. As the girls finish, I put the paper aside and start the conversation. “You two came in pretty late last night, did you have fun?” Head- bobs and secret smiles answer my question. I place the forgotten photo on the table before them. “Care to explain this?” Silence from the two of them. “I am very disappointed. I expect my rules to be followed, not broken to see what the consequences are.” “How many people saw this picture?” I continue. “How soon do you think it is before this picture gets scanned and put on the internet?” Both girls are staring at their plates now, hoping to find the answers in their finished breakfast. It is a silly thought. “You, Kayleigh, are supposed to be the adult. Of the two of you, I expect you to follow my rules without question, yet here I find this photo.” Again, silence is the only answer to my statement. “You will have to pay for your indiscretion. Go to my study, now.” Kayleigh silently slips away from the table. “Mom, it wasn’t her fault,” Nancy finally chimes in. “I decided to touch her; it is not like she could have known.” I stare at my daughter; let her see how serious I am. “For your part in this, you will be the one punishing Kayleigh.” Nancy looks at me with a horrified expression, but wisely remains silent. She follows me into the study, taking a seat in one of the chairs as I stand beside my desk. Kayleigh is in the middle of the room, waiting for what is to come. Nancy’s eyes widen as I retrieve an old-fashioned yardstick from the corner. I approach Kayleigh, lightly running the slender length of wood up her back and across her shoulders; down to circle her ass over and over again. “Now, Nancy,” the tone of my voice leaving no question of my intent. Nancy rises and comes toward me, walking to where I stand leaning against the desk. “Please Mom, this really isn’t her fault.” “This has to be done, Nancy. The consequences need to be realized.” I reply. She did not like herself for it. Nancy wants to stop this, stop me, do something to discourage and prevent it, but instead she runs her hands over Kayleigh’s shoulders and back, down to the swells of her buttocks. Despite her desire not to see Kayleigh punished unjustly, Nancy feels arousal start to build. She squeezes Kayleigh’s ass and then turns her so she is now facing my desk, urging her to lean over it. As I sit in Nancy’s vacated seat, Kayleigh places her elbows on the desk, bending forward for Nancy. Kayleigh quivers under the touch, closing her eyes as a soft sigh escapes her. She moves her legs apart without Nancy having to tell her. She wears high-heeled sandals, very pretty, her ankles elegant, legs perfect and tone under her bronzed tan. Nancy lifts Kayleigh’s skirt, lifts it farther and finally drapes it over the older teen’s waist. Kayleigh’s fine bottom is encased in a pair of skimpy blue silk panties, the curves made exquisitely erotic by the gooseflesh that rises under Nancy’s touch. She moans as Nancy strokes the crotch of her panties, and for a while, that is all Nancy does; strokes Kayleigh, tickling her with light touches, feeling the plump lips of her cunt through the material, her fingers continuing to stroke until Kayleigh’s juices dampen the silk of the panties covering her sex. I hand Nancy the yardstick, breaking her hypnotic caress of Kayleigh’s ass. “Please!” Kayleigh groans. “Do you want me? Do you want this?” Nancy asks. A note of firmness is in Nancy’s voice, all apprehension lost as she is swept away by Kayleigh’s submissiveness. “Miss Nancy, please!” Nancy pulls Kayleigh’s panties down, tugs them to the tops of her thighs to get her cunt exposed. Kayleigh moans again as she bends farther and arches her back to make her ass tilt upward. She is hot for it. No apprehension or doubt exists for her. She is Nancy’s little pet and wants the young teen to use her. Nancy leans against her, sliding two fingers inside Kayleigh’s wet cunt, pumping her fingers in and out a few times, trying to push her thumb inside Kayleigh’s puckered star without success. Nancy is a little surprised, knowing how open Kayleigh’s asshole was the night before. A little awkwardly, Nancy grips the yardstick about mid-length, bringing it down on the upper part of Kayleigh’s ass. She continues to probe Kayleigh’s cunt with her fingers as she applies a few more strokes of the yardstick; her movements firmer with her growing confidence. She stands to the side of Kayleigh, facing her as she spreads the willing slut’s ass open; grabbing one of her cheeks with her left hand. Three blows land in quick succession deep in the valley of Kayleigh’s ass. She goes wild, cries out, whimpering and shuddering as the strokes land one atop the other. Her fingers back in Kayleigh’s cunt, Nancy once again tries to push her thumb inside Kayleigh’s ass. The elastic ring is more pliant now and Nancy can feel Kayleigh’s asshole relax and open to willingly accept her dry thumb. Nancy bends over her pets back, her fingers still moving inside both of Kayleigh’s openings to whisper in her ear how pleased she is. Kayleigh shudders as she cums. I watch the tableau before me with an intense, almost painful stab of instant arousal. My little slut’s willingness to be used by my daughter opens a whole new world of possibilities. I can’t believe how incredibly turned-on I am, imagining myself teaching Nancy how to play with Kayleigh, how to properly train Kayleigh to be our toy, the two of us together as we explore the limits of our combined abilities. Reluctantly, I remain in my seat until Kayleigh cums. It is difficult, but I manage to at least hold the appearance of remaining aloof. I stand, picking up the discarded yardstick and place it on my desk. I stroke Kayleigh’s ass, feeling the heat radiating from her spanking. I look into my daughter’s eyes, the sharpness and clarity of her blue gaze still showing her lust and desire. Softly, I kiss her lips. “That was beautiful, baby. You did very well.” Nancy smiles a half-smile, looking down at Kayleigh’s ass; taking note of the pattern and redness of her lashes. I pull Kayleigh’s panties down to her ankles. As she steps out of them, I tell her how proud I am of her for accepting her punishment. I keep the panties. I am still very hot from the scene that just took place, and I want to cum badly; my desire to pleasure myself growing by the second. “You won’t need these.” I tell Kayleigh. “Clean yourself up, but don’t wear anything under your skirt until you are better.” I give Kayleigh’s bottom a playful pat as I head straight for my bedroom, leaving the girls to sort each other out. On the weekend, I decide to take the girls out to dinner. We are all feeling fairly adventurous, and I start to play ‘footsie’ with Nancy as our food arrives. Kicking off my shoe, I run my toes up her calf to her thigh, smiling a coy smile the entire time. Nancy takes it a step further, placing her foot directly on my sex. I slide down a little in my seat to give her better access, and she rubs her foot rhythmically against my shorts. I am sure the waitress knew exactly what I was letting my daughter do; she stood there for quite a while, even after dropping off the food! Finished with our meal, we go to the local theater and catch a movie. The groping continues, only this time it is Kayleigh who is the object of my desires. Horny and exited by the thrill of affection, I drive us back to the privacy of our home to further explore one another. In the living room, Nancy takes charge of the stereo while I bring out the soda and iced tea. Nancy and Kayleigh start to dance, and before long they strip to the waist and shake their small breasts around as I sit there with my pussy steaming. Nancy teasingly complains that I can’t just sit there without getting my clothes off, so I peel off my shirt and join the girls. We dance without anyone touching anyone else…not yet, our boobs shaking to the music. Before long I move in, stroke both girls’ breasts, then lean down to suck their nipples. We step back and strip down to panties, and then I move in again and stroke their cunts. Kayleigh is hairless…nothing but smooth cunt under the fabric of her panties, the feel of it causing my mouth to water. Nancy teases me about being able to take care of both her and Kayleigh at the same time. I give her a playful swat on her ass, the sound all but lost in the heavy beat of the music. They are both wet, their two wet crotches excite the hell out of me. We finally strip naked while we dance, and this time as I move in I could get my fingers into their wet openings. My fingers find Nancy’s stiff little clit, slapping it; teasing it. Two fingers of my other hand are deep in Kayleigh’s cunt while I work on Nancy’s clit to bring her off. Kayleigh’s climax is hard, hunching her cunt on my hand, pouring heat and need onto my fingers. Soon after that, Nancy gyrates against my hand, her eyes alive as I work my fingers on her clit. I kiss her with passion as she reaches her orgasm too. In the bedroom, we make a tangled knot on the bed. The lights are on, but dim; I can still clearly see the lithe forms of my daughter and Kayleigh. Kayleigh slowly sinks to the foot of the bed, going down on me while Nancy mounts my face, all three of us groaning and squirming while the heavy bass on the stereo beats the air like a huge thumping heart. My heart, my mouth filled with cunt, my heaven. We eventually fall asleep, waking repeatedly to caress each other back to slumber. I can’t help thinking how wonderfully unexpected the twists and turns of my life have become. I look forward to each new experience; each new development that the three of us share. Soon, I will take Nancy under my tutelage and show her how far Kayleigh is willing to go. I feel myself get intensely wet with my arousal, picturing all the things Nancy and I will do to Kayleigh. A stray thought enters my mind as I drift off yet again. “Where can I find a spreader bar….” |