Two Mothers And Two Daughters, Sexuality, Discipline And Perversity - Sex Stories

Two Mothers And Two Daughters, Sexuality, Discipline And Perversity

... wonderful daughter. Jean, please don’t rub her, so the pain will build and take Kim ‘over the top.’”

Mother began her second set of cane strokes and this time, there was a much shorter time interval between them. My arousal rapidly increased and after about the seventh stroke of this second set, another enormous orgasm shook me. Jean rubbed my bottom, and it felt heavenly. I was in small tears of pure joy.

After five minutes, I got up and kissed Jean. She had been so good to me. I said to Mother and Jean, “Please allow me a few moments alone in the bathroom. In about two hours, I will be ready for your usual dose of the strap.”

Ready for it! I would have died if the strapping did not take place and I could hardly wait!

After cleaning myself up in my en-suite bathroom, I thought things over. Jean, I guessed, wanted to spank and probably cane me again. Her attraction to me was considerable and I would even welcome a sexual advance from her. I had had no sexual contact with other females and only a very limited amount of contact with immature young men up to that time.

Mother later came to my room, and I received a good strapping with the usual excellent outcome.

Thinking about Sophie, I wanted to see how things were at her home. The next day, on my scooter, I went to her house about two miles away. Sophie and I had been friends for years, and it would not look odd if I dropped in. When I arrived, Sophie was cutting the grass and looked a little apprehensive. ...

... I noticed a dent and scratches on the side of her mother’s car and said, “Your mum will need to get that fixed, I guess.”

Sophie looked down and said nothing for a moment, and she began, “It was my fault. I did it trying to back out of the gate. I just wasn’t paying enough attention. Later in the week, I dropped and broke one of my mother’s best Spode dishes from a matching set. She had them given to her as a wedding present, and then I was cheeky with her about a few things.”

“Mother thinks I need a dozen hard strokes to make me more attentive and remind me to be polite.” I noticed a little tear running down her cheek.

“Let’s finish cutting the grass, then go for a walk and a talk,” I said. Sophie brightened up and smiled. We finished cutting the lawn quickly and put away the mower.

Sophie’s house was on the edge of town with a heath behind it and a pine forest about half a mile beyond that. It was a hot day and it would be cool in the woods, so we headed off there.

Once away from home, Sophie said, “I’m just finishing my period. Mother will cane me once it dries up and I should be ready by tomorrow. We both prefer to do it when Dad is at work because I get so embarrassed if he is in the house when I’m caned. Mother and I have agreed that she will cane me only when we are alone at home.”

I thought for a moment and replied, “Sophie, we know we receive canings. Would it help this time if I’m around? I could comfort you after your twelve strokes?”

Sophie ...