Spanking My Mother
Introduction:
Dad wouldn’t spank her so I did…his loss.
Spanking My Mother
I accidentally overheard my mother asking my father, “Please spank me. You know how much it excites me.”
Dad said, “I have told you a hundred times, no.”
Mom asked, “Then fuck my ass, please.”
Again Dad said, “I have told you a hundred times, no.”
Mom then said, “If you really loved me you would inflict pain on me as I request. I know that you think it’s sick but I crave it. Don’t make me look for it elsewhere.”
Dad laughed and said, “Now you have told me that a hundred times too. Go. Go out and find someone to spank you. I don’t care. Hell, let him fuck you up your ass too as long as he is at it. Just stop begging me to do it to you.”
Then Dad went out of the house on his way to work.
I slipped into Mom’s bedroom and said, “I’ll do it to you. You don’t have to go find some stranger to spank you Mom. I’ll do it. I’ll fuck your ass too if you’ll let me.”
Mom looked up at me standing in her open doorway. She had a look of surprise on her face. She said, “So you heard it all. Do you hate me too?”
I said, “I don’t hate you Mom, I love you. That’s why I’ll spank you if Dad won’t. You don’t have to go out looking for someone else to do it. I’m right here. You might have to teach me how to do it, but I’m a fast learner. I’m sure I can do it right.”
Mom just kept looking at me for the longest time. Finally she said, “You’re serious, aren’t you.”
I replied, “Yes, I am. Can we start now?”
Again Mom just looked at me for a long time as she thought it over. Then she said, “Okay but on one condition.”
I smiled and asked, “What is it?”
Mom said, “You have to really hurt me. I need to feel pain.”
I frowned a little but said, “I know I can do it if that is what you really want.”
Then I watched as Mom dug around in the bottom of her closet and pulled out an old suitcase. She placed it on her bed and opened it. There inside were things that I never expected to see in my mother’s possession. She had a long wooden paddle, a short wide leather strap with a handle, and something that she called cat-o-nine-tails. She demonstrated how I should start hitting her gently and work my way up. She hit her pillow with them and then had me try them out too.
I asked about her screaming and she replied, “Oh God yes, I want to scream and I want to cry too. I don’t want to be able to sit down for a week afterwards either.”
I asked, “Won’t the neighbors hear?”
Mom smiled and pulled a ball gag out of her suitcase and said, “Not if I’m wearing this.”
I asked, “How will I know when to stop?”
Mom smiled and said, “Your arm will be tired.”
I asked one last question, “When I’m done can I fuck your ass?”
Mom smiled and said, “Yes honey, when you finish, before you start, when I’m doing the dishes, anytime you want it. My ass will always be yours. God knows your father doesn’t want it.”
I cracked the paddle on her ass hard enough to get her attention and said, “Strip naked, put on your ball gag, and get on your belly.”
Mom smiled as she faced me and pulled her top up over her head. I had seen her in her bra before that day and my thirty-six-year-old mother filled out her thirty-six inch C-cup bra perfectly. She pushed her skirt down her legs and stood before me in a beautiful matching black and lime green bra and panty sex that gave me a hard on. I had seen it in her drawer and in the laundry before but never on her. Those panties hugged her pussy mound nicely. After she let me look for a while she reached back and unhooked her bra letting it fall down her arms off her breasts and onto the floor. She then turned completely around and bent over putting her ass in my face as she lowered her panties and stepped out of them. I got a very good look at the brown puckered hole that I would be sticking my cock into in a while.
Mom put the ball gag in her mouth, tightened the strap behind her head, and got on her belly on her bed. I lifted the wooden paddle up and brought it down across both of her ass cheeks at the same time. She jumped, she cried out, and she put her hands over her ass.
I said, “Mom grab that headboard or I’ll stop right now.”
Mom quickly grabbed a hold of her brass bed and held on tightly as I hit just one side of her ass that time. I really started to get into spanking her and went from cheek to cheek get harder and harder each time.
Her ass was totally red when I started in again with the leather strap and then finished off with the cat-o-nine-tails. That was one mean little sucker. It left hundreds of tiny red welts on her otherwise smooth ass.
When my arm was sore I stopped and removed Mom’s ball gag. She couldn’t talk or remove her hands from her brass bed. I undressed, spread her feet wide apart, and got between her knees. I knew enough to use the tube of lubricant in her suitcase to grease up my cock and her asshole before shoving my cock into her. Mom whimpered each time that I thrust hard into her until I was all the way inside her ass. Then when I had started fucking her for real, she moaned in delight.
As I was cumming deep in her bowels I could hardly believe that I had lost my virginity in my mother’s asshole. What other fifteen-year-old boy could say that? I rolled off to her side and fell asleep very happy.
I was awakened by Mom saying, “Come on honey we need to get cleaned up and dressed before your father comes home.”
She then took me into her shower with her and she proceeded to wash me like she did when I was a child and I let her. When she was done it was my turn to wash her body. She flinched as I washed her tender ass and poked a finger into her sore asshole but she never said a word. We dried off and went back into her bedroom to put our clothes back on. Together we started dinner and had it ready when Dad came home.
As we ate Mom said, “About our discussion this morning…I found someone to help me out.”
Dad smiled and said, “Good. I don’t want to know who it is and I don’t need to hear any details. Just enjoy yourself.”
That was all that was said about it. Mom smiled at me and I smiled back at her. When Dad went in to watch the evening news I helped Mom with the dishes. She and I had just become best friends and it was only my first day of summer vacation.
I was listening outside their bedroom door after they went in. It took a couple of minutes before I heard Dad say, “My God woman, your ass looks raw. I hope that that made you happy. Can I still fuck you missionary style?”
Mom said, “You can fuck me anyway that you want too. I am your wife and I will always be available for you.”
Dad asked, “And what about your new lover?”
Mom said, “He knows all about you and he is willing to share me with you, just as you are willing to share me with him. I now have the best of both worlds…pleasure and pain.”
Then I heard the bedsprings squeak and Dad grunting hard. I smiled knowing that he was cumming in Mom and that soon he would be sound asleep.
In a few minutes she opened the door and came out into the hallway naked, she took a hold of my hand, and then she took me to my bedroom.
Mom asked, “Now what I can do for you?”
I replied, “I want to add my cum to Dad’s in your pussy.”
Mom smiled and got on my bed on her back and beckoned me to her. My cock slipped into her pussy and I started fucking her. It was slow and gentle, unlike earlier in her ass. I looked into Mom’s face as I fucked her and she smiled up at me. She was enjoying the pleasure that I was giving her just as much as she had enjoyed the pain earlier. Funny but I was enjoying giving her the pleasure just as much as I had enjoyed giving her the pain earlier too.
When I cum in her I said, “Leave it in there. Don’t wash it out. Then see if you can get Dad to fuck you in the morning while you are bent over the kitchen table. I want to sneak down and watch.”
Mom kissed me goodnight and returned to Dad’s bed. In the morning she woke me up while Dad was in the shower. She gave me a blowjob and then she went down to start his breakfast and coffee. She was only wearing a pair of panties…crotchless panties at that.
I waited at my door for Dad to finish dressing and go down to breakfast. I slipped down the stairs quietly and listened around the corner. He committed on her attire with her teenage son upstairs. She replied that she would be dressed long before I got up. The funny thing was that I was already up, up and stroking it too, as I listened. Mom begged Dad to fuck her one more time before he went to work but he told her to have her new lover fuck her and left. I almost didn’t get out of sight before he stormed out of the house.
When I walked into the kitchen Mom said, “I tried to get him to fuck me, honest. I should be punished for my failure.” She smiled, removed her panties, and lay across the kitchen table holding onto the other side.
I used my bare hand to spank her ass. She tried to muffle her cries as best she could. Her ass was still sore from the day before so I didn’t have to use too much force. However, I wanted to hit her with the paddle, strap, and whip so I told her not to move and went upstairs to get them.
I got the ball gag too and started back down the stairs. I wasn’t trying to be quiet until I heard voices coming from the kitchen. I slipped around the doorway and listened.
Mom said, “No I can’t get up and get dressed. I’m being punished.”
Stella the lady next door asked, “By who?”
Mom said, “I can’t tell you but if you get naked and stand like this next to me I’m sure that he will tell you himself.”
Stella asked, “And why in hell should I do that?”
Mom replied, “Because you like rough sex just as much as I do and your husband won’t give it to you either.”
Stella said, “Okay but he better be everything that you described.”
Mom said, “Oh he is. He is young, strong, and he can hit as well as he fucks.”
I was just in my socks when I slipped up behind Stella and hit her bare ass with the paddle across both cheeks like I had Mom that very first time.
Stella screamed out, turned her head to look at me, and got another swat across one cheek. Then in rapid succession she received eleven more going from cheek to cheek. When I took a break I thrust my hand in between her legs and up against her dripping wet pussy.
Stella said, “Oh my God, that was good.”
I replied, “I know but I’m not done yet.”
I started hitting both women on their asses going from one cheek to the next, then I used the leather strap on them both, and finally I used the cat-o-nine-tails on them. When I was tired I used the butter from the counter to lubricate Stella before plunging my teenage cock up her sixty-year-old asshole.
As I butt fucked that old lady I just knew that that summer was going to be the best summer of my life. It wasn’t though; I managed to have several more summers even better than that one.
The End
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