Sent To The Lady Next Door Part Six Diane And Pauline Punish
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Diane Caldwell smiled to herself as she climbed the stairs and headed towards her daughter Zofeya’s bedroom. An hour had passed since the forty-seven-year-old had spanked and caned her daughter’s boyfriend in the living room. She had enjoyed herself beating Stefan, who had also enjoyed being punished by his girlfriend’s adopted mum. Diane had sent the young couple to separate bedrooms after their punishment for recording a video on Zofeya’s mobile phone which showed the sweet, dark-haired girl performing oral sex on her first-ever boyfriend.
Ms. Caldwell had chatted with her neighbour, Pauline Manson, who, earlier that day, had spanked and caned Zofeya for her part in the video and the ladies had agreed that they had enjoyed punishing the young couple. Now, Diane was determined to soothe the nineteen-year-old man and for that, she needed to get her daughter out of her house for a while. This also suited Pauline, the seventy-year-old retired teacher, who had readily agreed to detain Diane’s daughter while the woman sucked Stefan Bjorkman’s cock dry. Miss Manson was going to give Zofeya Caldwell mind-blowing orgasms and hopefully, she would receive some in exchange.
Zofeya’s mum walked past the door to the spare room, pausing for a moment to listen. There wasn’t a sound. Behind the door, Stefan Bjorkman was lying face down on the bed, rubbing his red and throbbing bottom with his left hand while rubbing his increasingly hard cock with his right hand. Diane walked on and came to her daughter’s bedroom and opened the door, quickly pushing the door open. She stood in the doorway and looked down at her eighteen-year-old daughter, who was also lying on her stomach on her bed, tracksuit bottoms off and rubbing her sore bottom with both hands. Diane smiled as Zofeya turned her head and sat up as her mother entered the room.
“I’ve just come to see if you’ve learned your lesson today and to see if you’re okay, sweetie.” Ms. Caldwell smiled as she closed the bedroom door behind her and walked over to her daughter’s bed.
The older woman sat on the edge of Zofeya’s double bed and watched as her eighteen-year-old daughter winced as she sat on her sore and bruised bottom.
“I’m sorry, mummy. That video was a stupid idea and wasn’t meant for anyone but me. I have no idea how I managed to send it to you.” She shuffled forward until she was inches away from her mother.
“I’m really sorry, mummy,” she continued almost in a whisper.
Diane smiled at her daughter and put her arms around her, pulling her close and holding her tightly, taking a few moments before she replied.
“I’m sure that you’ve learned your lesson today, Zofeya, but you are not to do anything like that ever again. Do you hear me, my girl?” Ms. Caldwell continued to hold the eighteen-year-old in her arms.
Zofeya Caldwell buried her head in her mother’s silky, yellow blouse and inhaled the sweet smell of her perfume. She smiled as she could feel her mother’s hands softly stroking her long dark hair.
“No, mummy. I promise that I will be a good girl. Pauline really spanks hard and I don’t like it," Zofeya Caldwell lied.
Zofeya’s mum smiled to herself. She enjoyed being spanked by the lady next door. She would quite happily swap places with her daughter just to feel Pauline Manson’s hard right hand spanking her bare bottom. She pulled away from her daughter and looked into the girl’s light blue eyes.
“I’m glad that Pauline can get through to you, sweetie. I don’t like you being spanked, but if you behave in a way that I don’t like, then you leave me no option but to send you to her.” Ms. Caldwell stroked her daughter’s hair once more before she got to her feet.
“I want you to take Pauline a cake I’ve baked for her and while you’re there, you can apologise to her for making her punish you. Is that clear, young lady?” Diane continued.
Zofeya smiled to herself. And while she was with the retired School Mistress, she would make sure she had an orgasm or two. She looked at her mum, who stood staring at her, hands on her hips, a strange little smile on her face.
“Yes, mummy. I’ll say I’m sorry.” Zofeya stood up and looked around for her tracksuit bottoms.
“Do we have to have separate bedrooms, mummy?” she asked quietly.
Ms. Caldwell watched her daughter pick up the red tracksuit bottoms from the floor and waited until the girl had slipped into them.
“Yes, you do, young lady. I do not want you having sex and doing other dirty things while you are under my roof.” Diane tried to act strict.
“Unless you both wish to be caned every day.” She stared at her daughter, who shook her head vigorously.
“No, mummy. Not the cane. I’ll be a good girl,” Zofeya spat out in panic.
“Good. Get dressed and come downstairs and I’ll give you the cake for Pauline.” Diane Caldwell turned and left the room.
Ten minutes later, Zofeya Caldwell walked the short distance next door carrying the cake that her mother had made for Pauline to say thank you for disciplining her daughter. The tall, dark-haired girl pressed the doorbell and smiled as she waited for the retired teacher to answer. A few moments later, the eighteen-year-old saw a figure through the frosted glass panel walking to the door. The door opened, and there stood Pauline, still dressed in her white blouse and knee-length grey skirt. She smiled as she saw Zofeya standing there.
“Hello, Dear. What can I do for you? You haven’t been naughty again, have you?” She smiled and stepped back from the door.
Zofeya smiled back awkwardly.
“No, Miss. Mummy baked you a cake to say thank you for this morning and I wanted to say that I won’t be doing dirty things like that ever again.” She nervously bit her lower lip as Pauline nodded at her.
“Won’t you come in, sweetie, and we can have a chat and maybe Auntie Pauline could have a look at your bottom, if you would like that?” Pauline Manson took a few more steps back down her hallway.
“Thank you, Auntie Pauline,” Zofeya replied as she stepped inside and closed the front door behind her, locking it with the key that was in the lock.
The eighteen-year-old woman followed the older lady down her hallway and into the kitchen. She placed the cake on the kitchen table and smiled at Pauline, who stood there, smiling at her.
“So, young lady. How’s that naughty little bottom of yours?” Miss Manson walked over to Zofeya and stood close to the younger woman.
Zofeya Caldwell smiled once more. Pauline was standing so close that she was touching her. The smell of the retired School Mistress’ perfume was sweet and strong and Zofeya took a few deep breaths, her large breasts moving under her tracksuit top as she inhaled and exhaled.
“Sore, Auntie Pauline. I really don’t like being caned.” Zofeya stared at the shorter, dark-haired lady who licked her lips.
Miss Manson put both of her arms around Diane’s daughter and gently pulled her close into her white blouse. The younger woman slowly put her arms around Pauline Manson, and they held one another close for a few moments in silence. It was Pauline who eventually broke the silence.
“Now, dear. Would you like Auntie Pauline to have a look at your bottom and maybe give it another nice rub with some cooling cream?” She smiled as she felt her juices beginning to flow.
She was going to do much more than just rub cooling cream into Zofeya Caldwell’s beautifully formed bottom.
Zofeya hugged Pauline once more, taking a big noseful of the older woman’s sweet perfume before answering.
“Yes please, Auntie Pauline. My bottom really hurts this time – much more than the other times.” She released her hold on the seventy-year-old and flicked her long dark hair behind her right ear.
Miss Manson smiled and walked to the door that led into her hallway.
“Come on then, dear. Let’s go to my bedroom and Auntie Pauline will take care of you,” she smiled.
Zofeya Caldwell walked the few steps until she stood next to Pauline. The older woman took the eighteen-year-old’s left hand in her right hand and gently led her to the stairs which they climbed quickly. Miss Manson stood outside her bathroom.
“Go to my bedroom, sweetie, and I’ll be with you in a few moments. I want you to take off all of your clothes and lie face down on my bed. Do you understand, dear?” Miss Manson opened the bathroom door and waited for Zofeya to answer.
“Yes, Auntie Pauline,” she purred, knowing that she was about to get more than cooling cream gently rubbed into her red and sore bottom.
“Good. Off you go then, young lady.” Pauline smiled as she watched Diane’s dark-haired daughter walk to her bedroom and enter the room.
Pauline Manson spent the next five or so minutes checking herself in the bathroom mirror. She was going to enjoy pleasuring and being pleasured by Zofeya. She unbuttoned the top two buttons on her short-sleeved white blouse and then opened the door on her bathroom cupboard, bringing out her tube of aloe vera gel, before smiling and closing the cupboard door slowly. The retired teacher took a few deep breaths before she nodded at her reflection in the mirror. She hoped that Diane was having as much fun as she was going to have over that next half an hour or more. She turned and headed out of the bathroom and onto her landing where she walked the few steps to her bedroom.
Pauline stood in the doorway for a few moments and smiled as she surveyed the scene. Zofeya Caldwell had undressed and placed her clothing in a neat pile on the chair in the corner of the room. The girl’s trainers were at the foot of the bed and her white socks had been stuffed inside the shoes. The dark-haired eighteen-year-old was lying, face down in a pillow, on her stomach on Pauline’s double bed, in silence.
The short-haired, retired School Mistress walked around to the left-hand side of her bed and sat down, adjusting her grey skirt so that she was comfortable. She was going to waste no time in dealing with the beautiful young woman lying on her bed beside her. Pauline Manson flipped the cap of the tube of cooling gel open and squirted a good handful into her right hand. She closed the cap on the tube with her left hand and placed it on the bedside table. She smiled as she touched the girl’s bottom with her small right hand and began slowly massaging the cold gel into Zofeya’s bottom.
Pauline Manson slowly and deliberately rubbed the cold gel into every inch of Diane Caldwell’s daughter’s bottom and thighs, smiling as the girl breathed loudly and let out satisfied moans as Pauline’s fingers touched the inside of her thighs. Unintentionally, Zofeya opened her legs wider and Miss Manson took the opportunity to touch the girl’s shaven pussy. The older woman said nothing as she slowly moved her index and middle fingers backwards and forwards over the young woman’s pussy lips. Miss Manson licked her lips as she felt how moist the eighteen-year-old was. Her gasps were becoming louder and louder and she was squirming on the bed and pushing herself deeper and deeper into the duvet that was on top of the bed.
“Turn over onto your back, dear,” Pauline whispered and smiled as Zofeya Caldwell complied immediately.
Pauline stared at the young woman’s large and perfectly formed breasts and watched as Zofeya went to place the fingers of her right hand inside her wet pussy, that was screaming out for attention. The older woman took hold of the girl’s right hand in hers.
“No, sweetie. Let Auntie Pauline take care of that for you.” She adjusted her position on the bed and leaned in closer before letting Zofeya’s hand go.
Zofeya collapsed back onto the bed and looked to the ceiling as she felt Miss Manson’s fingers slip slowly and gently inside her pussy. The older woman began to slowly move her fingers back and forwards, massaging the younger girl’s clit, until she was close to climax. Her breathing became heavier and she let out loud gasps as she became more and more aroused. Pauline Manson continued to use her right hand to tease Zofeya, whilst her left hand wandered over the young lady’s breasts, touching and rubbing her nipples, which were erect.
After a few moments, the feeling of Pauline’s right hand slowly massaging her clit brought Zofeya to an extremely noisy climax. She collapsed onto her back on the bed and looked at Pauline Manson, who was far from finished. She removed her right hand and turned her attention to the eighteen-year-old’s lovely breasts and large nipples.
She began by teasing them with her fingers, before leaning over and beginning to gently lick and then suck on them. First, the girl’s left breast. Pauline slowly and calmly, licked the nipple before sucking on it, smiling as Diane’s daughter began to become aroused once again. Next, the girl’s right breast received its share, first being licked by Pauline’s warm tongue, before the older woman took the nipple in her mouth and sucked long and hard on it. Miss Manson then returned her attention to Zofeya’s pussy, slipping her fingers inside once again and rubbing the dark-haired girl’s clit hard and fast, until she arrived at a noisy orgasm moments later.
Both women collapsed on the bed and Zofeya Caldwell put her arm around Pauline, holding her tightly, kissing her hard on the lips.
“Please, Auntie Pauline, let me go inside you,” she gasped and began pawing at Miss Manson’s white blouse.
Pauline Manson returned the kiss before she sat up and quickly unbuttoned her blouse, which she threw onto the floor. This was soon followed by her white bra, black shoes, grey skirt and white knickers. Finally, she removed her stockings and returned her attention to the eighteen-year-old with the bright blue eyes and long dark hair.
“Auntie Pauline finds you such a turn on,” the retired School Mistress spoke softly as she felt the younger woman’s small hands touching her small breasts.
“Lie down, Auntie Pauline, and I’ll show you what a good girl I can be,” Zofeya Caldwell purred once more and smiled as the older woman lay her head down on the pillow.
Diane’s daughter began by leaning over and kissing Pauline gently on her lips and her neck, all the time stroking the woman’s short brown hair with her left hand. Next, she moved her attention to Pauline Manson’s small, but well-formed breasts. Zofeya deliberately made her long dark hair brush against her older neighbour’s bare skin as she leaned over and began gently licking and kissing Miss Manson’s small nipples. The retired School Mistress quickly became turned on and fought the urge to take Zofeya in hand once more, instead allowing the girl to do all the work.
After what seemed like an age, the eighteen-year-old began kissing Pauline all over her body before the older woman felt the eighteen-year-old woman’s fingers touch her between her legs. Moments later, she gasped as they entered her wet pussy. Pauline’s breathing began to become louder and come in gasps as Diane’s daughter slowly and deliberately, teased her with the fingers on her right hand. First, she stroked the woman’s pussy lips and then paused, returning her attention to her neighbour’s breasts, before going back to her pussy once more.
Expertly, Zofeya Caldwell built the experience up, touching Pauline’s clit gently, rubbing it slowly backwards then forwards before repeating the process faster and faster. The older woman gasped for breath and eventually, her muscles tightened as she came to climax, throwing her arms around Zofeya and holding her tightly in order to muffle her screams of pleasure.
The eighteen-year-old repeated this twice more before both women collapsed on Pauline’s bed, exhausted. After a short while, Pauline leaned across and took Zofeya in her arms and held the girl close. They continued to kiss and touch one another for a while. Zofeya had forgotten how hot and sore her bottom still was from her punishment earlier that day. Pauline was glad that she had been able to deal with her urges. She really loved Zofeya and having to spank the girl only served to turn her on even more than usual. She hoped that Diane hadn’t noticed that her daughter had been gone so long and had been able to deal with her own urges.
At the same time that Zofeya Caldwell was stripping off in Pauline Manson’s bedroom, Diane Caldwell opened the door to Stefan Bjorkman’s bedroom, without knocking, and stood in the doorway looking at the young man who was lying on his back on the bed. He was absolutely naked, and his right hand was around his large cock. It was obvious to Diane that he was masturbating. Stefan looked up in shock as he heard the door open but kept the grip on his impressive cock as he realised that his girlfriend’s mother had just walked in on him.
“What do you think you are doing, young man?” Ms. Caldwell asked in a stern tone of voice.
She knew only too well what Stefan was doing and was determined to make use of that while her daughter was out of the house. She stared at the young man with a disapproving look on her face. She took a few steps inside the room and continued to stare as the blonde-haired nineteen-year-old took his hand from his throbbing cock and thought about how he could reply to the very attractive woman with the shoulder-length dark hair.
“I asked you a question, you naughty boy.” Diane sat on the edge of the bed as Stefan sat up, looking embarrassed.
He hesitated as he thought about an excuse, but nothing would come from his mouth.
“I-I’m sorry, Ms. Caldwell.” He looked away from Diane’s big, brown eyes, which were looking down upon him. Disappointed but also excited and very aroused.
Zofeya’s mother shuffled around on the bed, moving a little closer to her daughter’s boyfriend. She looked down at her small, but prominent, breasts, which were straining underneath her bra, which she ensured was on show under her silky, lemon blouse.
“I think you were masturbating, young man.” Diane kicked off her high heeled shoes and looked down at her blouse, which had the top three buttons undone, before returning her gaze to Stefan.
“I think that I have a much better way of using that, naughty boy,” she continued, moving her attention to the nineteen-year-old’s erect cock, which was standing to attention.
Diane leaned across and placed her warm right hand on top of Stefan’s throbbing cock, pushing it down against his stomach. He exhaled and gasped but remained silent as the forty-seven-year-old woman continued to touch and stroke his impressive manhood. She licked her lips and changed position so that she was sitting beside the young man on the bed. Her left hand began to touch and massage his balls and Diane smiled as she watched Stefan close his eyes and lie back on the bed.
“Just relax, my dear, and I’ll take care of that.” Ms. Caldwell continued to stroke the nineteen-year-old’s balls, adjusting her blouse and skirt before returning her attention to the young man’s erect cock.
“What about Zoe? What if she walks in?” Stefan Bjorkman spat out in a panic.
Diane laughed. Firstly, at the young man’s pet name for her daughter. Secondly, because she knew that Pauline would be detaining her long enough to allow Diane to milk the boy dry.
“Sshh, sweetie. She won’t be back for a while. Let me take care of you.” The dark-haired lady picked Stefan’s cock up in her right hand and leaned in close.
She studied the impressive cock before staring at the blonde-haired man lying on the bed before her. He had closed his eyes and had relaxed. It was time for Diane Caldwell to go to work on him. It had been far too long since she had been intimate with a man and she really needed a good seeing to.
Ms. Caldwell continued to stroke Stefan Bjorkman’s impressive balls with her left hand and gently and slowly moved his large cock towards her mouth with her right hand. She thought for a second what she was going to do before slowly licking the top of the nineteen-year-old’s cock. It tasted good. She continued licking him slowly for a few moments before moving her attention to the impressive length. She began licking Stefan’s cock from its shaft to its tip, repeating this several times before placing the large, wide cock in her mouth.
Stefan Bjorkman was moaning with pleasure and began touching Diane, as she continued her work. He brushed the older woman’s shoulder-length dark hair behind her small ears. Then he began touching her small but perfect breasts through the satin blouse that she was wearing. The material of her blouse turned him on even more and he could feel that he was close to climax.
As he continued to touch and paw at the forty-seven-year-old’s breasts, Zofeya’s mum continued to lick and touch the tip of his throbbing cock. She looked at him with her brown eyes and smiled as she took him fully in her mouth, sucking long and hard before letting his large cock slip out. She resumed kissing and licking its length before it was placed inside once again. Stefan moaned and panicked. Should he cum in his girlfriend’s mother’s mouth?
He did not have a chance to think about it as within seconds, just as Diane was sucking down hard on his impressive cock, he shuddered and felt his hot, sticky spunk shoot into the older woman’s warm mouth. Diane Caldwell let out a muffled gasp as Stefan’s liquid shot into her mouth. She swallowed. The older woman continued to milk him for every drop and swallowed the lot, only letting his cock go when she was sure that he was finished.
As she pulled away, she smiled at him, realising that she had some of his spunk on her chin. She licked this away and began licking the young man’s impressive cock until it was clean. Diane let it go and lay down next to Stefan, who was breathing heavily. He had a smile spread wide across his face. After a few moments, he looked across at Diane, who allowed him to put his arms around her. He kissed the older woman softly on her lips and allowed Diane to return the favour.
“Did you like that, naughty boy?” Ms. Caldwell rested her head on Stefan Bjorkman’s impressive chest.
He remained silent until his breathing had returned to normal.
“Very much. I do feel guilty though. I mean, what about Zoe?” He kissed her forehead gently once more.
“Oh, don’t you worry about that little madam. She’s not as sweet and innocent as she likes to make out.” Diane Caldwell took Stefan’s cock in her right hand once more and squeezed it gently.
Within moments, Stefan Bjorkman was fully erect once more. Diane was determined to make use of him before Zofeya returned.
“I’m going to take my clothes off and I want you to show me how sorry you are for making dirty videos and for masturbating while under my roof. Is that understood, young man?” Diane Caldwell let go of Stefan’s cock, kissed him hard on the mouth before sitting up on the bed and beginning to undress.
The nineteen-year-old was in heaven. Diane Caldwell was extremely attractive, and he had fancied her as soon as they had met.
“Yes, Diane,” he whispered.
Zofeya’s mum had already removed her silky lemon short-sleeved blouse, which she threw onto the bedroom floor. Next came her white bra. Stefan wasted no time at all in beginning to touch her small, but lovely breasts. Ms. Caldwell smiled at the attention but ignored it the best she could, focusing instead on unzipping her silky blue skirt with the small white spots. Soon this too hit the floor and was closely followed by her white knickers and stockings. She returned her full attention to the blonde-haired nineteen-year-old, leaning over and kissing him full on the mouth.
Diane took control. She placed the young man’s large hands on her small breasts and instructed him to gently touch and massage her breasts and nip her nipples softly. Within moments, the temptation was too much and Stefan used his strength to put Diane on her back, leaning over her and licking and sucking on her breasts. He gently bit the older woman’s left nipple before doing exactly the same to her right one.
Ms. Caldwell gasped as she grew increasingly turned on, kissing the large man all over his body. She pulled his head close and kissed him, placing her tongue inside his warm mouth and exploring every inch, until she was ready. The forty-seven-year-old opened her legs and smiled as Stefan climbed on top, slowly and carefully placing his long and thick cock inside Diane’s warm and wet pussy. The older woman smiled and lay back on the bed as the nineteen-year-old began moving back and forwards slowly, touching absolutely every inch, until he reached Ms. Caldwell’s clit.
Zofeya’s mum moaned loudly as the young man varied his thrusts. Some were slow and reached as far as he could. Then he went fast and touched her clit, every inch of her pussy received some attention. Diane closed her eyes and moaned loudly, announcing her orgasm with a loud scream. Stefan continued to work away inside her for a few moments until he came once again. He held Zofeya’s mum tightly for a few moments, kissing her gently on the lips and on her forehead, before pulling his cock out and rolling over onto his back on the bed.
They stayed in bed for a while holding onto one another. Diane was very satisfied. No matter how hard she was with her fingers or with her vibrator, she could never achieve an orgasm like the one that she had just had. She cuddled the blonde-haired nineteen-year-old before sitting up in the bed.
“Thank you, sweetie. I think that you’ve learned your lesson, haven’t you?” She looked down on Stefan, who was lying there, staring at her with a smile spread wide across his face.
He touched her breasts once again.
“Yes, Miss. I promise to be good in future but only if I can go over your knee again.” He took hold of Diane’s small right hand.
She smiled across at him.
“I’m sure that I can arrange that, you naughty boy.” She leaned over and kissed him full on the mouth.
Diane and Stefan had dressed and were drinking cups of tea when Zofeya arrived home. She was very happy with herself and noticed that her mother and boyfriend were a lot happier and much more relaxed than they had been that afternoon. She poured herself a glass of water and joined them in the living room.
“You were with Pauline for a while, dear. What did you get up to?” Diane looked at Stefan and smiled at him.
He remained straight-faced and shuffled around on the sofa to make some room for his girlfriend to sit down next to him.
“She just wanted to see if I was okay after my spanking and put some cream on my bottom. We had a cup of tea and a chat.” Zofeya took Stefan’s large right hand in her small left hand and smiled.
“That’s good. I hope that you’ve both learned your lesson today.” Ms. Caldwell sipped at her cup of tea and smiled, still feeling the warm, satisfied sensation between her legs.
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