Housewives and Cheerleaders Chapter 71
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Olivia slept late and put in some quality time at home before heading over to Gina’s early that evening. Gina’s son and daughter had gone back to their father’s that afternoon, and had had spent several hours preparing for Olivia’s arrival — showering, shaving, and waxing, cleaning house, and preparing a sumptuous meal for two. She could hardly believe that she was behaving this way, not for a man, but for an 18-year-old girl; but she was excited, almost giddy, at the prospect of an evening alone with her young lover.
Olivia, for her part, was eager but also nervous. She had indulged herself quite a bit in her time away from Gina, and felt a little dirty, despite having taken a long hot bath and scrubbed herself from head to toe.
Gina greeted her at the door, looking gorgeous in a red cocktail dress. They hugged and kissed tenderly. Feeling the older woman’s heat pressing against her, Olivia sensed that Gina had been well-behaved and chaste during their time apart — unlike herself.
They sat down for dinner, a delicious pasta dish, and began to catch up on what had happened in the last week. Gina did most of the talking; Olivia threw in a few polite generalities about school and the cheerleading squad, struggling all the time with whether to come clean about what she had really been doing that weekend.
After dinner they retired to the living room with a glass of wine and a fire crackling in the fireplace. Gina put on some quiet jazz and snuggled up next to Olivia on the couch. Soon they were kissing, then Gina’s hand found its way into Olivia’s blouse and began to tug at her right nipple. The blouse was open and Gina was leaning down for a mouthful when Olivia pulled away.
“I’m sorry,” said Olivia, her heart aching at the look of surprise and alarm on Gina’s face. “I… I need to tell you something.” Sipping her wine and pacing the room, Olivia proceeded to tell Gina everything that had transpired since they’d been together last — meeting up with Claire, the modeling session, the party, the wrestling, and everything that had happened after — and lowered her blouse to reveal Mimi’s fingernail marks on her shoulder. When she was finished she looked over at Gina, whose expression was sympathetic but wide-eyed. “Wow,” muttered Gina.
“I know, I know,” said Olivia. “I’ve been bad. Really bad.”
“It’s OK,” said Gina.
“No, it’s not OK,” insisted Olivia. “I’ve been a terrible slut and I need to be punished.” Sitting her wine glass down, Olivia dropped to her knees and bent forward over the big chair opposite the couch. She was wearing a cute little plaid skirt, which she now lifted to reveal her ass, only a small part of which was covered by her black thong. “Spank me,” she said.
“It’s OK, really,” answered Gina. “I—”
Olivia cut her off. “I need you to spank me,” she said, looking pleadingly into Gina’s eyes. “Do you understand?”
Gina nodded. She had never spanked anyone in her life, not even her k**s. She didn’t believe in spanking as a form of discipline, though this view had not been shared by her husband — one of many things they’d disagreed on. But looking down at Olivia, skirt lifted to reveal smooth, round, soft butt cheeks, Gina felt her heart begin to beat a little faster.
Gina stood and walked over to where Olivia was. Going down on one knee, she reached out with her right hand and gently caressed Olivia’s left buttock. Then she lifted her hand about six inches and brought it down tentatively, making a barely audible slapping sound.
Olivia looked back over her shoulder, smiling but with a fierce look in her eyes. “Come on,” she said. “You can do better than that.”
In response Gina raised her hand and brought it down again on the same spot, much harder this time. There was a distinct sound of flesh on flesh and a little moan from Olivia.
“Good,” said Olivia. “Give me everything you’ve got. I deserve it.”
Warming to the task, Gina smacked Olivia’s other butt cheek with even more force, drawing an involuntary yelp from the younger girl. Gina began to alternate, going back and forth from cheek to cheek as Olivia lowered her head and began to pant audibly. Both women were sweating now, and Gina paused momentarily to pull her dress off over her head, leaving her in bra and panties.
Looking down, Gina had to admit that she quite enjoyed the sight of Olivia’s red rear end, covered with a fine film of sweat and swaying slowly back and forth as if awaiting the next blow. Gina again reached down to fondle Olivia’s butt, and this time she also slid her hand down between Olivia’s legs, where it was quite warm and extremely wet. Gripping the fabric of Olivia’s thong, Gina worked the thin strip of fabric up into the younger girl’s slit; Olivia squirmed and let out a different kind of moan, this one low and throaty.
Gina became aware that she, too, was getting quite moist in the nether regions. She was surprised to find just how much she was enjoying this feeling of power. Sliding a hand down into her panties, Gina wet one finger with her own juices and then pushed it into Olivia’s mouth. Olivia sucked it gratefully, finally beginning to feel like she’d suffered enough to deserve a little pleasure.
But Gina wasn’t finished. Reaching behind her, she pulled off her own bra and used it to tie Olivia’s hands behind her back. Then she pulled Olivia’s thong down and off and spread Olivia’s legs, enjoying the color combination of the red ass and pink, glistening pussy lips.
The next smack was the hardest yet, taking Olivia a little by surprise and causing her to yell “Fuck!” with a combination of excitement and discomfort. Next thing she knew she was being gagged with her own panties. Hmm, she thought to herself, Gina sure is taking to this in a hurry….
Having opened the gate, Gina found all of her aggressions just pouring out; not just against Olivia — who was, just as she had said, a terrible slut — but also against her ex-husband, her family (some of whom had been judgmental about her divorce), and life in general. By the time she was finished, a dozen good smacks later, Olivia’s rump was warm and glowing.
Gina exhaled deeply. She felt better, much better, and so did Olivia, who was looking at her lover now in a new way. Gina stood and pulled her panties off, then lifted Olivia’s head off the chair and sat down. Opening her legs, Gina pulled the thong out of Olivia’s mouth and tossed it aside. Hungrily, Olivia leaned forward and stuck her tongue into Gina’s well-lubricated cunt.
* * *
Lexi had slept until almost two in the afternoon and not long after she finally woke up, her father returned home from his latest business trip. He looked tired but fairly cheerful; the trip had gone relatively well and they would have a little more money rolling in soon. Lexi brought him a beer and they sat in the living room catching up, then watched some TV.
About 5 o’clock the doorbell rang and Lexi went to answer it. It was Annalise — of course — once again bearing a tray of food, this time prime rib and potatoes. From the doorway Annalise could see Lexi’s dad and she immediately turned bright red; she hadn’t expected him to be home, Lexi knew, and was surprised by his presence. At one time Lexi had thought Annalise had designs on him — and maybe she had — but now what she had in mind did not involve him.
Nonetheless, Lexi invited Annalise in. Her dad was exhausted and may not have been in the mood for guests, but he loved to eat and sight of the food seemed to perk him up a little bit. The three of them sat down to eat and had a pleasant enough time together, but Annalise excused herself as soon as it seemed polite to do so. Lexi smirked inwardly. What would her father think if he knew what Annalise had really had in mind by coming here? He would probably be turned on at some level — he was a man, after all — but he would be shocked, that’s for sure.
Wiped out from his trip and full of food and beer, Lexi’s dad went off to bed soon after 7:00. Lexi waited long enough to be sure he was asleep and snoring, then snuck out the back door and walked over to Annalise’s. She found the older woman in the kitchen, working slowly and steadily on a pint of chocolate ice cream. Without saying a word, Lexi got herself a spoon from the drawer and joined in.
Annalise’s body language was tense, and Lexi could tell that she was horny, and nervous, and probably a little embarrassed about what had transpired earlier. For her part, Lexi felt completely calm and at peace with the world. As much for her own amusement as anything, she began to tell Annalise everything that had happened the night before. In the telling it all seemed kind of preposterous, and just for a moment Lexi wondered if it might have been just a dream she had; but her muscles were sore from the wrestling, and her pussy had a sense memory all its own that was not to be doubted.
Lexi could tell that Annalise was getting more and more excited as she told the tale, and it was hot in the kitchen as well. By the time Lexi got to the part where Mimi tied her up, a film of sweat had formed on Annalise’s forehead. Lexi walked over to the freezer and took out an ice cube, then went to stand behind Annalise. When Lexi touched the ice cube against the back of Annalise’s neck, the older woman jumped a little, then exhaled deeply. As she continued to talk Lexi ran the ice around to the front of Annalise’s neck and then down between her breasts.
Working with one hand, Lexi unbuttoned Annalise’s shirt and let it fall open. Then she let the ice cube rest in Annalise’s cleavage as she used both hands to unclasp the older woman’s bra. Holding the ice cube again, Lexi let the bra fall and Annalise’s breasts sprang out, her nipples stiff and pointy as two knitting needles. Lexi ran the ice all around Annalise’s tits and across her buds, which were so hard now they must have been painful, Lexi thought.
Annalise sighed and then moaned. She was putty in Lexi’s hands, as always. Reaching down, Lexi unbuttoned the top of Annalise’s jeans and pushed the ice cube down into her panties. By now Lexi had gotten to the end of her story and was looking around thinking, well, how can I amuse myself?
By chance her eyes fell on a roll of duct tape that was sitting on a shelf, and a light bulb went off in her head. She stood Annalise up and embraced her from behind, sliding one hand into Annalise’s panties and moving the ice cube down into her crotch. Then she reached for the roll of tape and ripped off two short strips which she slapped onto Annalise’s nipples. A slightly longer one went over Annalise’s mouth, and a still longer one across her eyes. Lexi grinned to herself. There were possibilities here.
Olivia, for her part, was eager but also nervous. She had indulged herself quite a bit in her time away from Gina, and felt a little dirty, despite having taken a long hot bath and scrubbed herself from head to toe.
Gina greeted her at the door, looking gorgeous in a red cocktail dress. They hugged and kissed tenderly. Feeling the older woman’s heat pressing against her, Olivia sensed that Gina had been well-behaved and chaste during their time apart — unlike herself.
They sat down for dinner, a delicious pasta dish, and began to catch up on what had happened in the last week. Gina did most of the talking; Olivia threw in a few polite generalities about school and the cheerleading squad, struggling all the time with whether to come clean about what she had really been doing that weekend.
After dinner they retired to the living room with a glass of wine and a fire crackling in the fireplace. Gina put on some quiet jazz and snuggled up next to Olivia on the couch. Soon they were kissing, then Gina’s hand found its way into Olivia’s blouse and began to tug at her right nipple. The blouse was open and Gina was leaning down for a mouthful when Olivia pulled away.
“I’m sorry,” said Olivia, her heart aching at the look of surprise and alarm on Gina’s face. “I… I need to tell you something.” Sipping her wine and pacing the room, Olivia proceeded to tell Gina everything that had transpired since they’d been together last — meeting up with Claire, the modeling session, the party, the wrestling, and everything that had happened after — and lowered her blouse to reveal Mimi’s fingernail marks on her shoulder. When she was finished she looked over at Gina, whose expression was sympathetic but wide-eyed. “Wow,” muttered Gina.
“I know, I know,” said Olivia. “I’ve been bad. Really bad.”
“It’s OK,” said Gina.
“No, it’s not OK,” insisted Olivia. “I’ve been a terrible slut and I need to be punished.” Sitting her wine glass down, Olivia dropped to her knees and bent forward over the big chair opposite the couch. She was wearing a cute little plaid skirt, which she now lifted to reveal her ass, only a small part of which was covered by her black thong. “Spank me,” she said.
“It’s OK, really,” answered Gina. “I—”
Olivia cut her off. “I need you to spank me,” she said, looking pleadingly into Gina’s eyes. “Do you understand?”
Gina nodded. She had never spanked anyone in her life, not even her k**s. She didn’t believe in spanking as a form of discipline, though this view had not been shared by her husband — one of many things they’d disagreed on. But looking down at Olivia, skirt lifted to reveal smooth, round, soft butt cheeks, Gina felt her heart begin to beat a little faster.
Gina stood and walked over to where Olivia was. Going down on one knee, she reached out with her right hand and gently caressed Olivia’s left buttock. Then she lifted her hand about six inches and brought it down tentatively, making a barely audible slapping sound.
Olivia looked back over her shoulder, smiling but with a fierce look in her eyes. “Come on,” she said. “You can do better than that.”
In response Gina raised her hand and brought it down again on the same spot, much harder this time. There was a distinct sound of flesh on flesh and a little moan from Olivia.
“Good,” said Olivia. “Give me everything you’ve got. I deserve it.”
Warming to the task, Gina smacked Olivia’s other butt cheek with even more force, drawing an involuntary yelp from the younger girl. Gina began to alternate, going back and forth from cheek to cheek as Olivia lowered her head and began to pant audibly. Both women were sweating now, and Gina paused momentarily to pull her dress off over her head, leaving her in bra and panties.
Looking down, Gina had to admit that she quite enjoyed the sight of Olivia’s red rear end, covered with a fine film of sweat and swaying slowly back and forth as if awaiting the next blow. Gina again reached down to fondle Olivia’s butt, and this time she also slid her hand down between Olivia’s legs, where it was quite warm and extremely wet. Gripping the fabric of Olivia’s thong, Gina worked the thin strip of fabric up into the younger girl’s slit; Olivia squirmed and let out a different kind of moan, this one low and throaty.
Gina became aware that she, too, was getting quite moist in the nether regions. She was surprised to find just how much she was enjoying this feeling of power. Sliding a hand down into her panties, Gina wet one finger with her own juices and then pushed it into Olivia’s mouth. Olivia sucked it gratefully, finally beginning to feel like she’d suffered enough to deserve a little pleasure.
But Gina wasn’t finished. Reaching behind her, she pulled off her own bra and used it to tie Olivia’s hands behind her back. Then she pulled Olivia’s thong down and off and spread Olivia’s legs, enjoying the color combination of the red ass and pink, glistening pussy lips.
The next smack was the hardest yet, taking Olivia a little by surprise and causing her to yell “Fuck!” with a combination of excitement and discomfort. Next thing she knew she was being gagged with her own panties. Hmm, she thought to herself, Gina sure is taking to this in a hurry….
Having opened the gate, Gina found all of her aggressions just pouring out; not just against Olivia — who was, just as she had said, a terrible slut — but also against her ex-husband, her family (some of whom had been judgmental about her divorce), and life in general. By the time she was finished, a dozen good smacks later, Olivia’s rump was warm and glowing.
Gina exhaled deeply. She felt better, much better, and so did Olivia, who was looking at her lover now in a new way. Gina stood and pulled her panties off, then lifted Olivia’s head off the chair and sat down. Opening her legs, Gina pulled the thong out of Olivia’s mouth and tossed it aside. Hungrily, Olivia leaned forward and stuck her tongue into Gina’s well-lubricated cunt.
* * *
Lexi had slept until almost two in the afternoon and not long after she finally woke up, her father returned home from his latest business trip. He looked tired but fairly cheerful; the trip had gone relatively well and they would have a little more money rolling in soon. Lexi brought him a beer and they sat in the living room catching up, then watched some TV.
About 5 o’clock the doorbell rang and Lexi went to answer it. It was Annalise — of course — once again bearing a tray of food, this time prime rib and potatoes. From the doorway Annalise could see Lexi’s dad and she immediately turned bright red; she hadn’t expected him to be home, Lexi knew, and was surprised by his presence. At one time Lexi had thought Annalise had designs on him — and maybe she had — but now what she had in mind did not involve him.
Nonetheless, Lexi invited Annalise in. Her dad was exhausted and may not have been in the mood for guests, but he loved to eat and sight of the food seemed to perk him up a little bit. The three of them sat down to eat and had a pleasant enough time together, but Annalise excused herself as soon as it seemed polite to do so. Lexi smirked inwardly. What would her father think if he knew what Annalise had really had in mind by coming here? He would probably be turned on at some level — he was a man, after all — but he would be shocked, that’s for sure.
Wiped out from his trip and full of food and beer, Lexi’s dad went off to bed soon after 7:00. Lexi waited long enough to be sure he was asleep and snoring, then snuck out the back door and walked over to Annalise’s. She found the older woman in the kitchen, working slowly and steadily on a pint of chocolate ice cream. Without saying a word, Lexi got herself a spoon from the drawer and joined in.
Annalise’s body language was tense, and Lexi could tell that she was horny, and nervous, and probably a little embarrassed about what had transpired earlier. For her part, Lexi felt completely calm and at peace with the world. As much for her own amusement as anything, she began to tell Annalise everything that had happened the night before. In the telling it all seemed kind of preposterous, and just for a moment Lexi wondered if it might have been just a dream she had; but her muscles were sore from the wrestling, and her pussy had a sense memory all its own that was not to be doubted.
Lexi could tell that Annalise was getting more and more excited as she told the tale, and it was hot in the kitchen as well. By the time Lexi got to the part where Mimi tied her up, a film of sweat had formed on Annalise’s forehead. Lexi walked over to the freezer and took out an ice cube, then went to stand behind Annalise. When Lexi touched the ice cube against the back of Annalise’s neck, the older woman jumped a little, then exhaled deeply. As she continued to talk Lexi ran the ice around to the front of Annalise’s neck and then down between her breasts.
Working with one hand, Lexi unbuttoned Annalise’s shirt and let it fall open. Then she let the ice cube rest in Annalise’s cleavage as she used both hands to unclasp the older woman’s bra. Holding the ice cube again, Lexi let the bra fall and Annalise’s breasts sprang out, her nipples stiff and pointy as two knitting needles. Lexi ran the ice all around Annalise’s tits and across her buds, which were so hard now they must have been painful, Lexi thought.
Annalise sighed and then moaned. She was putty in Lexi’s hands, as always. Reaching down, Lexi unbuttoned the top of Annalise’s jeans and pushed the ice cube down into her panties. By now Lexi had gotten to the end of her story and was looking around thinking, well, how can I amuse myself?
By chance her eyes fell on a roll of duct tape that was sitting on a shelf, and a light bulb went off in her head. She stood Annalise up and embraced her from behind, sliding one hand into Annalise’s panties and moving the ice cube down into her crotch. Then she reached for the roll of tape and ripped off two short strips which she slapped onto Annalise’s nipples. A slightly longer one went over Annalise’s mouth, and a still longer one across her eyes. Lexi grinned to herself. There were possibilities here.
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