Doreen And Maureen The Spanking Shopkeepers: Spanking Fantasies Sometimes Do Come True Part Two free porn video

“Lovely work, Nicola.” Doreen Hannah smiled before turning her attention to her sister, who was still sitting on the high-backed dining room chair.

“Perhaps have him in Nicola’s lap whilst we strap and cane his bottom, Sis?” The older Hannah sister asked, smiling at Nicola, and then at Maureen, who got up from the chair.

“Lovely. And maybe Peter can start thinking about what he would like for his birthday “treat” whilst we smack his naughty little botty?” She laughed as she adjusted her blouse and skirt and walked across to where Doreen and Nicola were standing looking down on me as I lay face down on the sofa, sniffing and sobbing loudly.

In what seemed like no time at all, I was lying face down in Nicola Patton’s black, knee-length, school-style skirt, the young lady holding me down into her covered knees with both hands as I sniffed and cried into the cushion which I held over my face. Behind me, Maureen Hannah had taken the tan-coloured, two-tailed tawse over her right shoulder, waiting for a while until she had decided where she would land that first, full-force swipe with the heavy piece of leather. Maureen also wanted to give me some time to compose myself before slapping the tawse down against the fleshy centre of my right buttock.

“Crack!”

I screamed into the cushion, but the noise was muffled by Nicola, who pushed down hard on my shoulders as she looked across at Maureen, who had returned the tawse to her right shoulder. She adjusted her long-sleeved white satin blouse with her left hand, took a deep breath and re-took her position at my left-hand side. Moments later she slapped the tawse down hard against my lower left bum cheek.

“Crack!”

It took the younger Hannah sister a few minutes to wrap out her nine swipes with the heavy piece of leather but eventually, she smiled and handed the tawse to her shorter, older sister. Doreen Hannah did not waste any time and immediately took the tan-coloured strap with the two split tails, over her right shoulder and cracked her first painful smack down against my lower left buttock.

“Crack!”

I screamed and cried into the sodden cushion which I held over my face, but despite my wriggling and squirming, I wasn’t going anywhere. Nicola pushed down on my shoulders and watched as Doreen slowly, and emotionlessly brought down her strap at regular intervals, trying to slap the piece of leather against my bottom as hard as she physically could, smiling as she noticed the dark red marks the tawse was leaving against my skin.

Once she had administered her final swipe across my backside with the nasty, tan-coloured tawse, Doreen Hannah walked over to the table, returning a few moments later with the two canes which she held in her right hand. The older Hannah sister smiled at Maureen and then at Nicola, who was still holding me down into her knees, trying to soothe me as she did so. My bottom was burning and was predominantly a shade of dark red from my punishment so far. However, the sisters were determined to make the finale to my birthday spanking memorable. Eventually, it was Doreen Hannah who spoke.

“Right, young man. We’re nearly there, so I hope that you’re thinking about your birthday treat and what you’d like from us this afternoon.” She spoke softly as she looked down at my bottom that was standing out in front of her as I lay with my hips on the cushions on the arm of the sofa.

“Eighteen strokes with the canes and then we shall take care of you, Dear.” Doreen continued, smiling at Nicola, who had taken her weight from my shoulders and was sitting up on the sofa with me draped over her lap.

“Six of the best from each of us and then we’ll soothe you, young man.” The forty-five-year-old woman added.

“Nicola. Would you like to cane Peter’s bottom with us?” She asked.

Nicola Patton sat in shock for a moment. She had agreed to take part in my punishment with the sisters but did not know about caning me. She had never caned anyone before – despite having been on the receiving end of it in Mrs. Wheeler’s office a few times during her time at school. As she sat there, she felt the warmth in her own bottom from the spanking that she had received from Maureen as well as the feeling of the juices flowing between her legs. Her silky, white knickers were damp, and she could feel how hot she was in her tight blouse. Nicola was so turned on and decided that she would like to be on the other end of the cane for a change and eventually she nodded at Doreen Hannah.

“I’d like that very much thank you, Auntie Doreen.” She replied softly, smiling at the older woman as she looked up at her, standing there with the canes in her hand.

“Very well. Peter. Get yourself up and bend over the arm of the sofa and reach right across the sofa – face in the cushion if you wish.” She instructed sternly.

A few minutes later, I was bent over the arm of the sofa and Nicola was behind me, gently tapping the crook-handled school-type cane against my already sore and swollen bottom. I was sobbing and sniffing loudly and tried to think of other things as I anticipated how much the cane was going to hurt. Nicola Patton flicked her dark hair behind her ears and stood with her left foot slightly in front of her right. She placed her left hand on her hip (as she had seen Mrs. Wheeler do when she had caned other girls in front of her at school) and took a deep breath. Once she was satisfied, she drew the cane back and took a deep breath before bringing it down through the air, its journey broken when the thin cane connected with the centre of my right bum cheek.

“Swish”

Shortly followed by,

“Thwack!”

I cried into the cushion as the pain burned into my already sore buttock. Behind me, Nicola said nothing nor showed any emotion as she raised the cane in the air once more, bringing it down against my left buttock a moment later.

“Swish”

“Thwack!”

Again, I cried and bit my lower lip as the pain registered in my brain. Nicola Patton smiled as she watched me wriggling and squirming around on the sofa in a vain attempt to stop my punishment, but she simply waited until I had calmed myself and was lying there, face down with my bottom resting on the cushions on the arm of the sofa in front of her before laying on her next painful swipe. After just over five minutes, I heard that final,

“Swish”

Shortly followed by a painful,

“Thwack!”

As the eighteen-year-old girl brought the cane down against my left bum cheek, pressing it against my burning skin for a moment before she lifted it and turned to face the Hannah sisters who had been watching her closely.

“Very good, young lady!” Doreen Hannah smiled at the girl as she took the cane from her.

“Thank you, Auntie Doreen.” Nicola licked her lips as she looked down at me, lying over the arm of the sofa, sobbing and sniffing into the cushion for all I was worth.

“I think perhaps you should re-take your position on the sofa and hold him over your knee, Nicola.” The older Hannah sister instructed.

A short while later, my face was once again buried in Nicola’s short black skirt and she pushed me down using all of her strength, looking across as Maureen took up her position behind me, cane in her large right hand.

The well-built forty-three-year-old woman took her time to prepare herself. First, she spent time adjusting the long sleeves of her white satin blouse and straightening her knee-length light grey skirt. Next, she brushed her dark blonde hair behind her ears and pushed her small, round glasses to the top of her nose. Finally, she laid the dragon cane, with its red woollen handle, against my lower right buttock, placing her large left hand on her hip, as she had seen Nicola do previously. The younger Hannah sister tapped the cane against my sore and swollen bottom several times until she was happy where her first stroke would land before drawing it back, pausing and then sending it hurtling towards my bottom.

“Swish!”

And then a,

“Thwack!”

Maureen Hannah landed a painful stroke with the cane across the crease in between my right buttock and thigh, showing no emotion as she watched me wriggle and squirm as the pain burned into my skin. Nicola held me down into her knees, muffling my screams and cries as Maureen lifted the cane and waited for me to settle myself once more. Once she was satisfied, the well-built woman repeated the treatment, this time across the crease in between my left buttock and thigh.

“Swish”

“Thwack!”

The forty-three-year-old woman calmly laid out those six strokes, giving me time between each painful swipe with the cane to recover and also to admire her handiwork, smiling as she saw the new set of thin, red tramlines appearing across my lower buttocks from her caning to add to those that Nicola had already imprinted on my backside. After a few minutes, Maureen brought her cane down for that final time, licking her lips as it landed with a loud “Thwack!” across my red and bruised right bum cheek.

I was crying and sobbing into Nicola’s black skirt, but she held me in position, using her weight to push me down, meaning that I could not escape. Maureen had handed the cane to her older sister and went and sat down on the armchair across from the sofa. She, like Nicola, was sweating from her exertions that afternoon, as well as being so aroused from spanking both of our bottoms. She moved around on the armchair to try and get comfortable, but it wasn’t easy as her knickers were damp, and she could feel her juices flowing. As she looked over at Doreen, who was laying the cane across my bottom, she hoped that her sister would not take too long to administer those final six strokes so that they could get me into the bedroom for my birthday “treat.”

Doreen Hannah took her time to prepare herself before she laid the two-foot-long cane across the centre of my muscular bottom. She began tapping the cane against my right buttock and even when she did this, I could feel how much force she was using. Some people probably couldn’t cane this hard and here was Doreen, simply tapping me with the cane and it was bringing more tears to my eyes.

“Right, naughty. Auntie Doreen is going to give you six of the best and she’s going to give them quickly – no breaks – so just lie there and take them and they’ll be over quickly.” She raised the cane in the air and paused.

“Are we ready, you bad, bad, boy?” She hissed and waited.

I did not reply, and eventually, she lost patience with me and brought the cane swishing through the air and towards my bottom. Moments later, her first nasty, full-force swipe landed straight across the centre of my right bum cheek with a loud “Thwack!”

I screamed and cried into Nicola’s damp skirt, but the eighteen-year-old held me down, looking over at Doreen Hannah, who wasted no time in laying on her second, third, fourth and fifth strokes, as fast, and as hard as she physically could. The older Hannah sister smiled at Maureen who was sitting watching her and then at Nicola, before raising her cane in the air for one final time.

“Now, naughty boy. You know that Auntie Maureen and Auntie Doreen love you very much and that we only do this for your own good, don’t you?” She spoke softly.

“You also know that we want you to be a well-behaved young man and that you will be caned every time you misbehave or do something that we don’t want you to do.” She continued as she began to tap the cane against my lower left buttock.

“And, because you’ve been caned before, you also know that the final stroke is always the hardest so that it acts as a reminder to you of what will happen if you misbehave or upset Auntie Maureen and myself in the future.” She whispered, lifting the cane in the air as she spoke.

“Are you ready, you naughty, naughty, little boy?” She scolded.

Again, I simply continued crying and sniffing into Nicola’s by-now, damp black skirt. Nicola Patton pushed me down as far as she could and watched as Doreen Hannah brought down that final, painful swipe with the heavy dragon cane.

“Swish!”

Followed a moment later by,

“Thwack!”

I was left lying over the arm of the sofa with my face held down into Nicola Patton’s skirt whilst the Hannah sisters picked up the implements from the table and left the living room. Whilst they were gone, Nicola tried to soothe me, smiling to herself at the thought of being so aroused. After a few minutes, Maureen, and then Doreen, returned to the living room. The younger sister was holding a tube of cream and a pack of plasters in her right hand and said nothing as she began to soothe me. I continued to sniff and sob into Nicola’s knees as Maureen Hannah began to rub handfuls of cooling cream into my sore bottom and thighs, taking her time to ensure that she massaged every inch of my red, hot and sore backside.

Once she was satisfied, she removed several plasters from the pack and placed them over the few small cuts that had appeared on my bottom from the strapping and caning. She smiled over at Nicola, before running her large right hand over my bottom, over my inner thighs and touching my semi-hard cock. The forty-three-year-old woman stroked it gently with her large hand, before working her way down across my balls and then back to my cock once more.

“Time for your birthday treat, Dear.” She whispered softly, running her finger over my bum crack and stopping at my anus as she spoke.

I continued lying face down in Nicola’s black-skirted covered knees for several minutes. The eighteen-year-old had taken her arms from my shoulders and was sitting back on the sofa, breathing heavily. She had unbuttoned the buttons on her blouse, her silky white bra visible under her short-sleeved blouse. Maureen Hannah continued rubbing my cock and balls with the fingers on her large right hand, licking her lips as she felt herself becoming more and more turned on. Eventually, the younger Hannah sister stopped and stood up, her large breasts standing out proudly under her satin blouse.

“Up you get, Peter.” She spoke softly and smiled as I slowly, and carefully, eased myself up from Nicola’s lap before standing up, rubbing my sore bottom as I did so.

“Now, young man. What would you like for a birthday treat?” The well-built lady with the dark blonde hair which she wore tied up behind her head asked quietly.

I wanted all three of them and couldn’t decide. I stood there confused, until Doreen walked over and took my left hand in her large right hand and looked into my eyes.

“Would you like a blow job from naughty Nicola over there?” She whispered into my left ear, brushing her white cotton blouse against my bare skin as she pulled me close.

“Then maybe a wank from Maureen and myself and then you can pleasure us afterwards, can’t you, Dear?” She smiled and kissed me on the neck.

My cock was fully erect and standing out proudly. It rubbed against Doreen’s knee-length navy skirt as she stood close to me.

As the older Hannah sister held and kissed me softly on my neck and then on my lips, on the sofa, Nicola Patton hurriedly removed her blouse and bra, placing them over the arm of the sofa. Next came the young lady’s flat black shoes, white ankle socks and the short, black skirt which she slipped out of, before finally, her silky white knickers, which she slipped over her feet before placing them on top of the other clothes on the arm of the leather sofa. She sat there, absolutely naked, large breasts with their small, dark brown nipples proudly standing out, happy to be finally released from her bra and the tight blouse that she had been wearing. The dark-haired, eighteen-year-old opened her legs, revealing her pussy with the bush of black pubic hair.

Once the sisters had realised that Nicola was ready, they smiled at one another, and Doreen led me over to where the eighteen-year-old was sitting on the sofa. I gasped as I looked her up and down. She was beautiful and I wanted her so badly. As I stood there in front of her, Nicola Patton reached out with both hands and looked up into my eyes, stroking my cock and balls gently as she stared at me from the sofa. I closed my eyes and began to breathe heavily thinking about what the young lady was doing to me and what she was going to do to me. Doreen had turned and walked across the living room, standing next to Maureen, both sisters watching what was going on.

After a few moments of Nicola stroking my cock and balls with her hands, the eighteen-year-old stopped and carefully got on her knees, kneeling inches away from me.

“Put your hands on my shoulders.” She purred and smiled as I opened my eyes and immediately did as she had instructed.

I closed my eyes once more as I held onto Nicola with both hands, the next sensation I felt was the dark-haired girl’s hand working my cock backwards and forwards, her other hand softly massaging my balls. As I stood there, Nicola Patton began teasing me by moving her head close to my cock, allowing her hair to rub against my bare skin. This made me moan and breathe heavily. All the time, she continued to slowly work my cock with her right hand. Moments later, I felt the lovely sensation of Nicola’s tongue working its way along the length of my eight inches. The young lady did this several times, holding my balls in her left hand as she did so. The Hannah sisters smiled at one another as they watched Nicola in action, feeling themselves becoming more and more turned on as they saw her playing with my rock-hard cock in her hands.

Nicola Patton smiled as she paused and looked up at me standing over her. I had my eyes closed tightly and my hands were pushing down on her shoulders as she knelt before me. She returned to the task in hand and, without warning, slowly took half of my eight inches inside her warm mouth. I gasped at the feeling, but the young lady concentrated on what she was doing, slowly moving my throbbing cock backwards and forwards in her mouth, brushing her tongue against the tip of my cock. Nicola Patton had sucked a few cocks in her time, and expertly worked away at mine, stroking my balls gently with her left hand as her tongue licked and explored every inch of me. She was quite experienced when it came to doing things like this, but she had never had one so big before and occasionally gagged as she took too much of me and it went too far down her throat.

After a few minutes, I began to breathe heavily and opened my eyes to watch as Nicola worked away at my erect cock. I held onto her shoulders and smiled as I heard her slurp and swallow loudly, gently pushing my cock a little further inside her mouth. The feeling of her deep red fingernails stroking my balls soon had me on the brink of climax and I tensed, shooting a spurt of hot, gloopy spunk into the eighteen-year-old’s mouth. Nicola Patton gagged slightly, but recovered and took it, and the second and third spurt that followed shortly afterwards. She swallowed, letting me get every last drop out before taking her hands from my cock and balls.

The young lady with the long, brown hair, held my cock in her mouth for a few moments before she pulled away. I took my hands from her shoulders, and she shuffled out of the way, licking her lips before she looked up at me and laughed. As I stood there, cock pointing at her, Nicola returned it to her mouth and licked every inch of it, ensuring that it was totally clean, before letting it go once more.

“Happy birthday Pete.” She said softly, a wicked little smile across her face.

I reached down and placed both of my hands on her breasts and began toying with the small, dark brown nipples. Nicola Patton carefully got to her feet and leaned in and kissed me full on the mouth, her tongue exploring inside my mouth. I responded and placed my hands around her lovely breasts, gently squeezing them with my hands as we kissed. Across the living room, the Hannah sisters were watching us. They were both aroused and now it was their turn.

“Peter. Nicola. Stop that this instant.” Maureen Hannah scolded, smiling at Doreen as she spoke.

“Young man, get yourself to Auntie Doreen’s bedroom and you, young lady, you can come with Auntie Maureen, and she’ll soothe that naughty bottom of yours.” She added, getting to her feet and staring at us as we stood holding one another.

Shortly afterwards, I found myself lying on my back next to Auntie Doreen on her large double bed. The blonde-haired woman had kissed me on the lips softly before getting up from her bed and removing her clothes, smiling at me as I watched her strip out of her blouse, then her skirt. The well-built lady then kicked off her navy shoes before unzipping her navy skirt and stepping out of it. Doreen smiled as she looked at me watching her, the older sister immediately noticing that my cock was hard once more as I lay naked on her bed. The blonde-haired lady wasted no time in unfastening her bra and placing it on the floor before seductively removing her pale yellow knickers, carefully stepping out of them before re-joining me on her bed.

The forty-five-year-old woman placed her left arm around me and pulled me close, kissing me softly on the lips before she began to push her tongue inside my mouth. I responded and smiled as I felt Doreen Hannah’s large hand touching my cock. As Miss Hannah stroked my cock and balls, I placed my hands around her large breasts with their large, light brown nipples that were erect, moving my fingers all over them as the blonde-haired woman shuffled around on the bed.

“Suck my breasts, you bad, bad, boy.” She purred, pulling herself away from me and smiling as I immediately lowered my head towards her breasts.

“Naughty boy.” She whispered as my tongue touched her left breast.

In Maureen’s bedroom, she had also stripped out of her clothes, placed her small round glasses on the bedside cabinet and was cuddled up with Nicola on her bed. The ladies said nothing as they touched and teased one another, the eighteen-year-old girl with the long brown hair taking control as she gently pushed Maureen Hannah onto her back, her head resting on the pillows behind her. Nicola Patton smiled as she leaned over and kissed the older woman softly on her lips, touching the dark-blonde-haired woman’s breasts as she did so. Maureen Hannah unintentionally opened her legs as she felt Nicola’s fingers on her breasts, the younger woman expertly teasing her nipples.

Nicola continued kissing Maureen softly on her lips as her hands wandered from the forty-three-year-old’s large breasts down to her pussy. The eighteen-year-old ran her fingers softly and seductively over the thick bush of black pubic hair that covered the top of Maureen’s pussy and spent minutes doing this as she listened to Maureen’s satisfied gasps and moans at the feeling of Nicola’s fingers. The younger Hannah sister began to thrash around on the bed as she became more and more aroused, but the dark-haired girl used her left hand to hold her down, slipping the fingers on her right hand inside Miss Hannah’s hot and moist pussy.

The young, dark-haired woman concentrated upon the task in hand and pushed her fingers deeper inside the dark-blonde-haired woman, holding her down with her free hand as she did so. Maureen Hannah’s breathing began to come in gasps, and she lay there, holding onto her pillows tightly as Nicola’s magical fingers got to work, softly stroking her, backwards and forwards inside her hot and wet pussy. The older woman made sweet, satisfied noises as Nicola Patton’s fingers found her clit, which she began to rub slowly, pushing down on Maureen’s stomach with her left hand to keep her still.

As the young woman’s fingers worked away, backwards and forwards, slowly then faster, the younger Hannah sister’s gasps became louder and louder until, after a few moments, she came to orgasm, announcing its arrival with a loud scream of pleasure, collapsing back into her pillows as she did so. Eighteen-year-old Nicola remained silent, allowing the older woman to recover for a few moments before treating her to a second, third and then finally, a fourth mind-blowing orgasm, by which time, Maureen was soaked in sweat, but she was so satisfied. It was so much better having Nicola fingering her than doing it herself with her vibrator she thought as she lay on her bed. Nicola Patton shuffled around on the double bed until she was lying next to the dark-blonde-haired woman.

Once she had recovered, Maureen Hannah moved around on her bed and placed her left arm around Nicola and pulled her into her large breasts and cuddled her tightly, kissing the girl gently on her forehead as she held her.

Back in Doreen’s bedroom, the well-built, blonde-haired lady had taken control and, after I had kissed, licked and sucked her large breasts with their light brown nipples to her satisfaction, she had moved down to the bottom of the bed and pushed my legs apart, wasting no time before slipping my cock inside her mouth. She smiled as she looked at me watching her from the top of the bed, licking my cock like a lollypop as she held it in her large right hand.

“Now, young man, Auntie is going to show you how a real woman gives a blow job.” She whispered, moving her head from my cock as she did so.

Doreen Hannah studied my throbbing cock, which she held in her hand for a few moments before she noisily spat a mouthful of saliva onto my cock before slowly starting to move it backwards and forwards with her right hand, tightening her grip as she did so. She quickly took my cock inside her mouth, swallowing as much of the eight inches as she could and noisily slurping and sucking for all she was worth. Her blonde hair brushed against my bare stomach as she worked away frantically, pulling and sucking on my cock for all she was worth, gagging loudly as she took too much of me inside her warm, moist mouth. I did my best to hold myself still on the bed as Doreen Hannah sucked me off, gasping as her tongue did its work.

The older Hannah sister ignored my gasps and moans as she brought me closer and closer to climax, pushing me down into the bed with her free left hand as she sucked and licked until she felt my hips tense.

“Doreen!”

I shouted, but it was too late as my spunk was already on its way and soon, that first long spurt was on its way to the back of the older woman’s throat. Like Nicola had done earlier, she gagged slightly and pulled back but took the lot and the second spurt that followed shortly after. Accidentally my cock slipped from her mouth and that final spurt dribbled onto her chin. She raised her head and looked at me, licking the drops with her tongue and wiping the rest from her face with her left hand before placing her fingers in her mouth. After she had recovered and swallowed, she went back down between my legs and took my cock in her right hand, licking every part clean before doing the same to my balls.

“Happy eighteenth birthday, nephew.” She whispered as she moved back onto the bed and lay next to me, kissing me softly on the cheek before she lay back on the pillows.

As I was being sucked dry by Doreen, her younger sister cuddled up to Nicola, kissing the eighteen-year-old on her lips softly, whilst toying with the girl’s large breasts. She said nothing as she continued kissing, licking and gently biting on the dark-haired girl’s small nipples. The young lady sank back into the bed and spread her legs open wide, breathing heavily and holding onto the pillows behind her head to keep herself as still as she could, although this proved difficult as Maureen Hannah’s tongue flicked against her nipple, before softly kissing, licking and sucking like her life depended upon it.

Both ladies were aroused and after a short while, Maureen sat up on the bed and leaned over Nicola, smiling as she placed her large left-hand flat on the young woman’s stomach. She smiled as she moved in and kissed Nicola on her bright red lips before pulling away once more. The next sensation that the eighteen-year-old felt was Miss Hannah’s hand softly stroking the bare skin of her stomach before slowly working her way down, across Nicola’s bush of dark pubic hair, continuing until he found the girl’s pussy lips, which she carefully pushed apart with the fingers on her left hand. Maureen could feel how wet the young lady was and smiled as she slipped two fingers of her large hand inside, watching Nicola Patton lying on her bed as she did so.

The dark-haired girl simply closed her eyes and lay there, breathing heavily as she felt the older woman’s finger exploring her. The forty-three-year-old woman pushed further and further inside with her fingers, concentrating on the task in hand and ignoring Nicola moving around on her bed. After a few moments, Miss Hannah began to slowly move her fingers backwards and forwards, smiling as she found the girl’s clit. The dark-blonde-haired woman carefully, and softly, rubbed her fingers across it, before increasing the pressure and moving her fingers backwards and forwards, smiling to herself as she heard the younger woman moaning with pleasure as Maureen’s fingers hit the spot.

After a short time, Nicola came, announcing that first, satisfying orgasm with a scream.

“Oh fuck, Maureen!”

Nicola Patton writhed and squirmed around on the bed as she came, Maureen keeping her fingers inside the girl whilst she calmed herself before repeating the treatment three more times, each orgasm being greeted by loud moans of pleasure and shouts and screams by my slightly older friend. Once the dark-haired girl had collapsed into the pillows on the bed after that fourth mind-blowing orgasm, Maureen Hannah slowly took her fingers from Nicola’s pussy and sat staring at the girl, who was breathing heavily, eyes closed, lying very contented on the bed next to her. She smiled as she shuffled around and then lay next to Nicola and placed her right arm around her, pulling her into her, smiling as Nicola Patton’s dark hair touched her skin as the young lady rested her head on Maureen’s breasts as they lay there.

“You’re Auntie Maureen’s little slut from now on, Nicola.” The well-built older woman whispered softly as she listened to the dark-haired girl breathing quietly.

As Maureen and Nicola snoozed, in Doreen Hannah’s bedroom I was being ridden by the older Hannah sister. Doreen Hannah had played with my cock, and it had not taken a great deal to make it go rock hard once again – the feeling of her fingernails stroking my cock and balls had soon made it swell until it stood tall, ready for action. The blonde-haired lady knew exactly what she wanted and carefully moved around on her bed until she straddled me.

“Time for you to give Auntie her gift, young man.” She purred as she shuffled around, smiling as she manoeuvred herself over my cock.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath as Doreen used her right hand to move my cock to where she wanted before easing herself down on it, my full eight inches slipping effortlessly inside her hot and wet pussy.

“You’re going to fuck Auntie Doreen and make her cum, you naughty boy otherwise you’re going to get another spanking and I’ll spank you until you give me an orgasm.” She whispered, moving around as she spoke.

Moments later, Doreen Hannah took control and began moving up and down on my eight inches. She started solely, but soon built up the intensity, smiling as she felt me inside her and also at the sound my balls made as they slapped against her large backside. I tried to push inside her as far as I could, but Doreen did most of the work, riding me until I felt myself coming close to orgasm. I opened my eyes and placed both hands around her large tits that were slapping around as she moved up and down. The blonde-haired woman was hot and sweating as she continued to bounce around on my cock but continued to work away, moaning loudly as she felt herself becoming more and more aroused.

After a couple of minutes, I felt my spunk building and squeezed Miss Hannah’s large breasts tightly in both hands as it began its journey. In what seemed like no time at all, I had deposited three long, satisfying spurts of hot spunk inside the forty-five-year-old woman, who also came to a noisy orgasm, before bending forward and taking me in her arms. We stayed like that on Doreen’s bed for a few moments, until she carefully eased herself off my by-now flaccid cock and moved around until she was lying next to me on the right-hand side of her bed. We spent a few moments recovering before the blonde-haired woman leaned over, brushed her hair from her face and kissed me full on the mouth once more.

“Good boy. Auntie Doreen is very satisfied with your work today. No need to spank you further I think, and no need to go and get Miss Kominsky or Mrs. Wheeler involved in our next “stock take, is there?” She smiled before kissing my lips once more.

We must have stayed in bed for about fifteen minutes or so before Doreen got up and hastily dressed, not caring that her blouse and skirt were creased beyond recognition. We had kissed and cuddled before returning to the living room, where Nicola was getting dressed. She was red and hot from her exertions and smiled at me as she stood there fastening the buttons of her short-sleeved white blouse. I smiled at her as I walked over to where my clothes had been piled on the armchair and began to dress, looking at Nicola, who said nothing as she finished getting dressed.

Maureen Hannah had already dressed and was in the kitchen whilst we replaced our clothes. She eventually joined us in the living room carrying a tray with cups of coffee on it. We sat, somewhat awkwardly, in my case, and chatted about what happened that afternoon and that the sisters would like Nicola to take part in the stock take in future. My eighteen-year-old friend had nodded and had agreed that she would like to take part. Even being spanked by Maureen Hannah across her bare bottom had been quite a pleasant experience for her.

Nicola and I left the shop shortly after 3.30 that afternoon, walking together until we stopped at the crossroads at the top of the road. She held my left hand in her right hand and leaned over, kissing me softly on the lips for a few moments before letting me go. She crossed the road and headed home. When I arrived back at Auntie Lindsay’s house, she was sitting in the living room watching television. She tore her attention away from the screen to ask me why I was a little late that afternoon. I explained that we had cleaned the shop before starting our stock take, so it took a little longer than usual. She seemed to accept that and went back to her programme.

I smiled at her and left the living room climbing the stairs and closing the bedroom door behind me. I rubbed both hands over my hot and swollen bottom, smiling as I felt a piece of paper in my back pocket. I unfastened the button and pulled the piece of paper out, unfolding it and smiling as I read it.

“Happy Birthday Peter. I hope that you enjoyed your birthday treat this afternoon as much as we did! I hope that your botty isn’t too sore, but hopefully being soothed by Nicola and Auntie Doreen makes that all worthwhile. As you know, Auntie Doreen and myself want you (and Nicola!) to be well behaved, polite and courteous at all times and I feel that we may need some assistance with ensuring that you both act that way in future. I am going to try and persuade either Miss Kominsky, or perhaps more likely, Mrs. Wheeler, from your old school, to help us with that task. Lots of love, Auntie Maureen xx.”