Like Mother, Like Daughter, Sore Bottoms And Sex- Chapter 4 - Sex Stories

Like Mother, Like Daughter, Sore Bottoms And Sex- Chapter 4

... and the grouping was less than two inches in width. They had only wrapped a little, and this increased the sensation.

She rushed over to Phil and flung her arms around him. “Darling, please, feel the marks. You are so accurate and the feeling is wonderful. But I’m starving! Can we go out for a bite or get a takeaway, please?”

don’t we walk to the shopping parade? There are several restaurants.”

Phil replied, “Of course. I was flat out all day and missed lunch. I’m starved too and I would like some exercise. Why

Carolyn said, “I will spend ten minutes on the bed massaging the marks. It’s long enough for the sensation to begin. This will replace the slight pain. My bottom has received enough canings, so I know how I will react, at least to a moderate caning. Please don’t worry.”

A little while later, they walked down to the parade of shops and restaurants and found the Italian had tables to spare. Each had a Wiener schnitzel Italian style. Not needing to drive, they finished a bottle of red wine, aware that a certain amount of drink would increase their horniness. During the meal, Phil asked her quietly how she felt.

Carolyn replied equally quietly, “This chair is too soft. If it was a hard one, I could, you know, ‘enjoy’ sitting on it.”

Phil smiled. Six strokes of the thin cane didn’t cause Carolyn much discomfort.

Back home, they got naked and showered. Carolyn was in a very naughty mood and showed Phil the thin vibrator. She turned it on and adjusted ...

... it to give the sensation she might like. Lying on the bed, Carolyn inserted it in her pussy while Phil looked on.

“Phil,” said Carolyn. “With it running in my pussy, please, can you play with my clitoris? I cleaned up just now.”

Being a gentleman, he gave her a gentle licking and nibbling of her little wet peanut, with the vibrator buzzing away. Carolyn was on Cloud Nine as the sensations in her bottom amplified by the vibrator added to the feelings Phil was producing in her pleasure centres.

Within a couple of minutes, Carolyn rolled off the bed, stood on the towel, and said, “Cane me, please, with the vibrator running inside me. I want to see how it feels.”

Phil took aim, trying to avoid the existing marks on her bum. ‘Whistle CRACK,’ a good stinger landed and Carolyn gasped, wagging her bum from side to side with a hand between her legs.

“Again,” she said, “Hurry.”

A second stroke cracked across her shapely young rump and she sank to her knees. Moaning in what was mostly pleasure. She struggled back to her feet and said, “Again, please.”

The third stroke cracked home and the added stimulus from it was more than Carolyn could handle. She eased the vibrator out of her pussy and dropped it on the towel.

“It’s too much with it running inside me,” she said. “I will shake to pieces. Phil, give it to me, please.”

She bent forward, head down on the bed, with her legs parted. Phil had found the proceedings so erotic it had given him a diamond cutter of an ...