Keywords: M/F spank, oral
Author: W R Jenkins
Title: Betty's Been Bad Again
Disclaimer:(standard) Do not screw up. Do not do anything illegal.
This includes specifically (but not limited to) reading on if you are
under 18- 21 in some localities If you are underage you must leave
now. If you're and curious, this is not the place to get the
straight story. You act like this and people will look at you strange
and give you a wide berth. Also, don't try this at home. Some of this
stuff is just plain wrong, most of it is unsafe in the present viral
climate and some of it doesn't work in this universe. They are stories.
They deal with ideas, fantasies and thoughts that might not even be
pleasant in real life. Thoughts are like that. Fantasies are there so
we can toy with the sensations without feeling or inflicting the pain,
despair or humiliation. End Sermon.
Betty's Been Bad Again- (betty.txt)- And not just Betty. The
whole down-home pays their dues in this slice of back-woods
tradition that seems destined to be handed down generation to
generation. M/F spank, oral
Betty's Been Bad Again
She had given up trying to count her demerits. Her numbers didn't
make any difference anyway. Sometimes Jasper figured she was close
enough and cleared her slate just because Billy or Sue was due.
Her mother, Edith, thought it was funny so there was no help from
her. Since turning 17, she understood why. She understood a lot of
things, particularly why her had just handed control of her own
children over to their step-father.
It had been such a revelation that she had forgotten the
throbbing sting of her butt when she was taken into her parent's
bedroom for the first time. She had been a little excited, since Billy
had been there before her and would never tell what went on. She was
also nervous, not knowing what it might take to keep her silent.
"This time we want to see your face, not your butt," Jasper told
her.
That was borderline worse. She felt like such a child to have to
stand in a corner with her buttocks on display, but her were
still down to her knees and facing them meant Jasper could look right
at her naked pussy.
When she turned around, that concern vanished. Her was
opening Jasper's pants and Betty was fascinated as she fished his cock
out of his pants. There was her step-father's secret power over her
mother. It was huge. It was no contest. Her furry triangle was ordinary
compared to the length and girth of her step-father's cock.
"It's a mite puny, but your is nice enough not to
complain," Jasper jested.
"Don't talk dirty to the girl, Jasper," her scolded him.
"What did you say?" Jasper pounced.
"I said don't refer to your organ in front of the girl," she
repeated.
"Am I your husband?" Jasper asked dramatically.
"Of course you are," Edith replied.
"Am I head of this household and responsible for this family?"
he asked in the same tone.
"Yes, Jasper," Edith said, quieter this time.
She was acting her part to perfection. She had gone from good
old to dutiful in three sentences. She was looking down as
she waited for the decree.
"Then you must learn to respect me," Jasper said. "You've been
bad. You know what to do."
Betty didn't care if it was rehearsed or not. It was the kind of
strange that made the hairs stand to see her take down her
underwear and pull up her dress. She lay over Jasper's lap and Betty
had to remind herself to breathe.
She felt evil witnessing this strange display, but she couldn't
have been more fascinated. Her jerked into a backwards bow as
Jasper's hand landed sharply on her rear. He whipped her harder than
he did the children. He spanked her perhaps a dozen times and then
pulled the red-faced woman off his lap.
Betty saw her mother's eyes were moist and red-rimmed, but she
was not crying. Her face was brightening as Betty watched. Jasper
pushed her to her knees and then bent her down onto her hands
and knees. The flush on her face looked more like excitement now.
Then Betty looked up and saw that the spanking had given her
step-father an erection. Even reminders couldn't make Betty
breathe as she watched Jasper get behind her and slide his cock
into her from behind. She held her breath for a long time and had to
gasp when her step-father finally had pressed his impressive length
into her mother's rear.
Her mother's expression was that of a pole-axed cow. It was a
mixture of shock and relief as she took Jasper's huge organ inside
herself. Then it softened into a pained happiness as Jasper started to
fuck her.
"You're enough to know about marital relations, girl," Jasper
told her in short bursts as he fucked her mother. "We were thinking it
was easier to show you than to have some damn talk about it."
"But it we catch you doing it, we're going to whip your ass for
days," her roused to add.
As if that wasn't locking the after the had run out.
Betty hadn't been a virgin since she was just turned fifteen. But even
thinking that made her butt ache with the thought of being whipped for
it. She hoped all the she had let do it would remain a mystery.
Even the fear in her rear didn't distract her from the scene
before her eyes. Somewhere inside her that huge cock was
sliding back and forth and it fascinated Betty. She couldn't imagine
being stuffed that full, but her attempts to imagine it had her crying tears of lust.
When Jasper began pounding into her mother, Betty's belly cramped
in sympathy with a spasm that felt like a climax. It was an
unbelievable sight to know how much Jasper was ramming into her how
hard. Her mother's eyes rolled up and she trembled as Jasper finished
with deep thrusts and then squeezed tight against her rear.
Betty felt weak in the knees herself from just watching. The
throb that had been in her tanned rear had moved forward between her
legs. She felt a real need to flaunt their instructions and find a to do it to her right then.
-----
Betty could hardly contain herself when Sue turned 17. She had
contained the secret, though barely, for too long already. Now her
younger would have her turn.
"Will we be able to talk about everything after tonight?" she
asked as they assembled for the weekly accounting.
"You worry about your own tally sheet and we'll talk about
after tonight when it gets here," Jasper warned her.
"She's just excited for her sister, knowing what it's like to be
a woman and all," defended her.
Betty knew how mysterious hints had affected her before it was
her turn to go into her parent's bedroom. Sue had to be a nervous
wreck with this talk.
Nerves turned into a different concern when Jasper asked her to
step forward. She was going first. She was to have as much time as
possible to wonder what was ahead of her.
"Now you all strip down and get ready for your turn," Jasper
told the three of them.
If they hadn't done this since their Jasper, it
might have felt naughty to stand naked in front of their parents. They
had outgrown that, even if Billy did still get erections when the
girls bent over for their punishment. Of course, he got erections
while he was punished too.
They stood naked in a row and Jasper motioned for Sue to move
forward. She stepped out of the line and then laid down over Jasper's
legs.
"Your says you left your room a mess two straight days,"
he began reading off her transgressions.
At the end, he read off her sentence- 10 with the hairbrush, 15
with a bare hand. It was enough to get her hopping pretty well and
leave an impression as she stood and watched her siblings get their
punishments and wondered what lay in store for her.
Betty had watched her squirm for years under her mother's
spanking. That night she peeked at Sue to watch her confusion as she
waited for what was ahead of her. She remembered her own inner turmoil
as she waited to be ushered into her parent's bedroom. She wondered if
Sue's was just as wet with her fantasies.
She lost that fascination with Sue when she lay over Jasper's lap
awaiting her own paddling. Her only thought of Sue was to realize how
spankings had forever changed once she knew what lay just under her
belly as her step-father brought his hand down on her rear.
What had been a psycho-sexual encounter before, became purely
sexual after her trip to the bedroom. It was hard to separate her
memory of Jasper's huge cock plunging into her from the smacks
on her rump as her step-father's callused hand landed on her butt. It
became all confused into feelings that it was Jasper's cock driving
into her instead of him spanking her.
They both seemed to linger that day. Betty was sure he had gone
over the 15 swats that had been decreed, but didn't mind. It seemed
that each blow was the one before the blow that would make her climax.
She was frustrated and horny when the beating stopped.
She was surely as excited as Sue as she re-lived her own
experience when her younger was taken into the bedroom. She
even looked at Billy for a moment with evil thoughts in her head.
-----
And that had been how the secret had come about. There was
no problem keeping it a secret. None of them wanted to admit they were
still made to strip naked and get paddlings over their parent's laps.
It was an embarrassing secret.
Just how embarrassing was forced in their faces when Billy
brought home his new bride. Frannie was a plain, mousy-haired that Billy met at the drug store. They had 'kept company' as the
saying went for almost a year before Billy decided to marry her.
During their courtship, Billy had made sure to be home on
punishment Friday all by himself. He was near 21, but he still stripped
to the skin alongside his two grown sisters and laid over his mother's
lap to have his butt beat just as he always had.
Betty was sure the wedding would change that. When Billie showed
up on Friday with Frannie in tow, she didn't know what to think. Surely
the outsider would be asked to wait somewhere else before they gathered
in the big room for punishment.
"Now Frannie, I don't know what Billy has told you, but we have a
tradition in our family," Jasper told her at dinner.
Oh No! Betty thought, he's going to tell her!
"And now that you've our boy, we feel that you're too," Jasper said.
An outsider was going to see! Betty felt her guts twist up with
emotions. Then she saw Frannie blush a deep, deep and it dawned
on her that Billy had told his what to expect. That didn't make
it much better. Only now she knew the was out of the bag and
Frannie had been looking at them, thinking how it would look when they
all took their turns on their parent's laps. That was a good reason to
hate Frannie.
She was still simmering in her mood when they went into the big
room.
"Now children, strip off those clothes," Jasper announced as he
always had.
Betty was shocked to see Frannie reaching for the buttons of her
dress as well. Their new in-law was taking off her clothes right along
with them. Betty watched with interest as Frannie exposed a quite
large pair of breasts. They were pendulous and milky-white with the
palest of nipples which Betty saw were quite large circles as Frannie
skimmed out of her bra.
Now Betty was intrigued. She knew how it would go for the three
siblings, but she was curious what Jasper and her had in store
for Frannie. She was stripping for something. Betty was anxious to see
what it was going to be. She would have to wait.
"By rights, our newest member should go first," Jasper announced,
"But your and I figure it would be kinder to let her watch you
three before taking her first turn."
If they really thought it was kinder, they were wrong. They
reversed the normal age order to start with Sue and Frannie trembled
like a leaf with either excitement or nerves. Now she had longer to
think about her turn, whatever that might be.
Betty watched Frannie as Sue howled and wiggled and kicked her
feet over Jasper's lap while he laid it on her little butt. Frannie's
breath was short and rapid and she could see the gooseflesh rise all
over her sister-in-law. Frannie blinked with each crack of the brush
or Jasper's hand. Despite her close examination, Betty still couldn't
tell if Frannie was afraid or excited.
Betty was busy with the fire in her own ass when she lay across
Jasper's legs for her spanking. It was hard to tell if it was more
brutal than usual, but Jasper's blows seemed sharper to Betty as she
did her own howling and struggling for Frannie to watch.
Billy laying over his mother's lap submissively brought the best
reaction from Frannie. She began to blush when her husband's hard-on
was tucked out of the way as he lay down. Her breath came in ragged
gasps that made her bob as his mother's hand smacked down
on his naked rear.
She flushed almost down to her toes when Billy got up with the
biggest erection any of them had seen on him. It was a good starting
point for her own part in the tradition.
"Now, Frannie, Billy has brought your list of charges," Jasper
told her, holding up a sheet of paper. "Come lay over daddy's lap."
She didn't hesitate, but she walked ever so carefully and slowly
over to Jasper. She was really shaking now and Jasper had to steady her
as she lay down across his lap. Betty was sure he saw him grab a big
handful of tit while he was positioning her. Betty's own breath was
coming short and quick as she waited to see Frannie's first punishment.
"You are sometimes slow to do your chores," Jasper read off and-
SPLAT!- his hand cracked down on Frannie's narrow rear.
It was a break from tradition to spank for each charge. Jasper
usually read them off and then meted out the punishment all at once.
Betty sensed that Frannie had something special in store for her.
Whack!- "Burned supper Wednesday night," Jasper read, "Wants the
seat left down and then leaves intimate female things laying out."
She got four for that one. Frannie was pleading and begging and
trying to explain, but, to her credit, she hadn't cried. Jasper read
more transgressions and gave her more swats on the behind. Frannie was
kicking her feet and squirming with the best of them when Jasper
gasped.
"Ohh-ohh," he said in a very serious tone, "It says here you
don't want nothin' to do with Billy's morning glory. You won't suck it
or even let him use it on you. Oh my, I'm afraid that's a hair brush
offence."
Frannie's blush was restored by the announcement of that intimate
detail and she was too embarrassed to give her alibi. Her chance passed
in a flash as Jasper picked up the brush and began applying it to her
bottom. This time she shrieked and the tears came in a sudden
cloudburst of crying.
It was as if Jasper had been playing with her before. After he
had lulled her into thinking the spanking was mostly show, he brought
the real pain to her ass. He turned the bright pink of his love pats
to an angry with the brush.
Frannie was ready to seek any absolution when Jasper finally
stopped after about a dozen strokes. She knelt in front of Jasper and
apologized for her transgressions with the tears streaming down her
face.
"I'm not the one that needs your sincere apology," Jasper told
her, "Billy there has had to put up with one of the worst derelictions
of duty I've ever heard tell of. Go apologize to your husband."
Frannie walked on her knees the short distance to Billy and
Jasper lectured her.
"A morning glory is your man's proof of love for you. He wakes up
ready to love you and you can't turn him away. He dreams of his lovely
wife all night and she should thank him by accepting his affection,"
Jasper held forth, "Most wives are so thankful for the love of a good
man that they start pleasuring a morning glory before their husband
even wakes up."
Jasper was at his most poetical as he explained his version of
reality to Frannie. They all, except Frannie, who was facing the other
way, could see the lump in Jasper's pants as he talked on a favorite
subject.
"I tell you for true, that there's no more lovely sight than
waking to see your beautiful bride with that morning glory stuffed in
her face and smiling up at you," Jasper said reverently, "Why that
love just flows down your body and you'll know it when your shoots
his love for you."
Betty was still anxious to see what else would happen. Jasper
was building to something, she could tell. And it tickled her to see
Frannie confused and fearful as she knelt in front of Billy.
"You need to pledge to love your better," Jasper told her,
"I want to see you show him you'll love him better from now on."
Betty's was steaming. She knew what it looked like and now
she was sure Jasper was going to make it happen. Sue giggled beside
her. Frannie looked up a Billy for deliverance and he just grinned.
"Go on, dear, we're all here," their urged.
Betty wasn't sure if new tears burned down Frannie's beet-red
face or if squeezing her eyes shut in shame dislodged ones. Her
cheeks were wet as she leaned forward to take Billy's hard-on into
her mouth. Betty saw Frannie's problem right away. Frannie didn't
know how to suck a cock in the first place.
It was their mother's turn to expound as Frannie mouthed her
husband's cock in front of her new family.
"Don't be afraid because it's hard," she counseled, "You're
lovin' your husband. He could crush you in his arms too, but that
doesn't stop you from wanting to be hugged."
Frannie moved a little bit up and down, but it was clear she
was void of any idea of how to suck a man's cock. Betty blamed Billy
for not grabbing her by the hair and teaching her the hard way.
"That's you man's lovin'," Jasper snorted, "Is that the way
you want him to love you? Just a little and not too much?"
"Jasper's right, honey," said a little quieter, "You have
to show him how you love him. You have to love him all and love him
hard."
Frannie thought that meant she had to take Billy down her
throat until she choked and bob fast on his cock. They watched as
she put herself through hell to appease the audience of her new
family.
Betty was surprised her didn't offer more pointers, but
she seemed content that Frannie was satisfying Billy. He finally
ended her ordeal by throwing his head back and announcing he loved
her as his cock shot her mouth to overflowing with his cum.
Betty was trembling with lust as she watched the two fulfill
their task in front of them. She was pleased with the way Frannie's
introduction had turned out. Any embarrassment she felt had been
visited on Frannie 20-fold as she was welcomed to their bizarre
family ritual.
-----
Over time, Jasper had progressed to milking Frannie's large as he whacked her bottom. It was part of the lore now. She had
also learned to suck a cock without gagging as she became more familiar
with all the demands of life.
Although she had never had the trip to the bedroom to watch her
in-laws fuck, she had chanced to see Jasper's impressive tool hanging
down his leg in the course of time. She was almost one of the children
now and certainly an accustomed member of the family.
That made bringing Gary home a little easier for Betty.
The baby growing in her belly made the wedding a certainty, but
Betty was still uncertain about bringing Gary into the ritual.
He was a city boy, son of a storekeeper in town, and she didn't
know how he would view their bizarre goings on. She knew Gary was
scared to death of Jasper, but she still fretted through dinner that
the first night would be a fiasco.
She had told him straight out to prepare him, but Gary seemed to
find the idea funny. A bunch of grown naked children getting their
butts swatted by aging seemed hilarious to him. Betty hoped he
would keep his humor when it came his turn to lay over her mother's
lap and get his punishment.
The stripping went with little incident except that Gary was a
little too interested in Sue and Frannie. Betty knew her ballooning
belly made her more sensitive to the attention Gary paid other women,
but there was no mistaking the look of hunger as he ogled Frannie's
big, soft tits.
The fun roared into gear for Betty when Jasper informed them
that she was going to begin the evening. It got only wilder when he
explained that they were concerned for her belly and she was to get
down on her hands and knees in front of him so she wouldn't lay on the
baby.
Betty felt like a cow with the baby hanging down like an udder
when she took the position. She was hoping for gentleness owing to her
condition, but it seemed the reverse was true. She had been whaled
sore for two days when they found out she was knocked-up and it seemed
they had still not forgiven her transgression.
She seldom cried from a spanking any more, but she was bawling
loud and hard when Jasper finished slapping his hand on her naked
raised rear. The only concession was he only used his hand, but he
didn't spare her with it and the spanking seemed to go on for ages
as his calloused hand landed on her bottom.
Gary made it worse by smirking as she waddled back into line with
her butt and on fire.
Jasper dispensed with Sue in short order, going very easy on her
in Betty's view. Then called Billy over and Betty watched with
interest as Gary saw what was in store for him.
She was disturbed by what she saw. She knew Billy always got an
erection in anticipation of the pain, but she was troubled that Gary's
cock began to twitch at the same time. He was rock-hard and waving by
the time a red-eyed Billy got up from his mother's lap. Betty thought
that looked bad for both him and her.
The hard-on didn't wane as Frannie laid over Jasper's legs and
was groped and spanked at either end. Betty's temper was beginning to
soar as she watched the evidence of Gary's wandering eye. She wanted
her to spank hell out of him when it finally came his turn.
Betty got her wish and more. They let Gary assume his position
before they sprung it on him. Betty had noticed that her had
left her hand hanging down as Gary bent his cock down to lay over her
legs. That was not normal and a detail like that stood out for one who
had watched this ritual so many times.
Jasper started it by taking their mother's role in reading out
the offenses.
"Now we're all sweet and all with you being in the family, boy,"
Jasper began, "But we all know how that came to be and we still aren't
happy with what you did to our girl."
Betty could see Gary knew he was in trouble, but her made
a move beneath him and he stiffened. She had clamped her hand around
his cock to insure he would stay in place for his punishment.
"Now you did the right thing after, we give you credit for that,
but you should have thought like that in the first place," Jasper
scolded the helpless son-in-law. "What we want to do is remind you to
think first from now on."
Betty had never seen the piece of plank with a cut down section
for a handle that Jasper produced. It had always been hair brush and
hand in their family.
"Now this might seem a mite severe, but dripping casual seed
around is a severe offense. We don't use nothing like this usually,
and once we've taught you, we won't say nothin' about it again," Jasper
told him.
That assurance didn't seem to help Gary when Jasper swung the
board and landed it with a heavy thump on his ass. He screamed like a
girl when Jasper cracked him on the same spot a second time. He didn't
have time to be ashamed of his reactions while the slat was smacking
down on his bottom.
He was crying, begging, promising and flopping by the time Jasper
finished the brutal 20 they had decided to give him. It was enough for
Betty after the humiliating display her new husband put on during the
first 10. She began to soften as she saw his agony when the beating
went on.
She was ready to forgive him everything when he gingerly tried
to get to his feet when Jasper stopped. He was awkward and Betty saw
the reason was her still had a death-grip on his cock.
"That was the punishment," she said sternly when he tried to
pull away from her, "You still have a lesson to learn."
Gary was in a panic. Betty was little better off. She didn't want
her to kill her husband before he saw his first child.
Her concern changed to fury when she saw what the lesson was
going to be.
"This thing has brought you no end of trouble," her said,
shaking Gary's cock in her hand, "That's because you don't know how to
use it right. I'm going to teach you about the right way."
Gary still didn't understand, but Betty had a suspicion what her
mother meant. He was trembling when her pulled him forward by
the cock and covered the head with her mouth.
"More ways to pleasure than fuckin'," Jasper explained since his
wife's mouth was full. "You see if that ain't every bit as good as
anything you've ever felt in your life."
It was Betty's turn to be humiliated as her grabbed Gary's
hot buttocks in both hands and pulled him forward. His cock sank
straight down into her throat until her lips were wrapped around the
hair at the base of his cock. Then, in a chorus of chuffing and chokes,
her fucked her own face with Gary's cock.
She jerked his buttocks back and forth to make him fuck her
throat as deep as he could reach. Gary was transfixed by the feeling.
His belly was banging her nose as he explored unheard of depths down
her throat. Betty was miffed. She didn't have Jasper's incredible
tool to open her throat. There was no way she could do what her was doing to her husband.
It was a brief and fiery throat-fucking before Gary let out a
yell and came. Betty knew her didn't taste his cum. He was
shooting it well beyond any place her tongue could touch. It was
shooting straight into her mother's belly. She was a little hoarse when
she spoke to her son-in-law.
"That's in my belly, but I know it won't grow," her said,
"Now you're it don't make no difference, but you should have
known."
Gary wandered a little bit as he tried to get back in line. Betty
looked closely at the grin on his face, wondering what he was thinking.
She was pissed because she was sure it was about how soon his own would be giving him the same treatment. Her had set a goal she
never wanted to achieve. She said the first thing that came to her
mind.
"We off husbands now? When did you start that with the
kids?" she sputtered.
"We're your and we can paddle your butt some more if
you want that," her scolded her outburst.
Jasper interrupted as the voice of reason between the two women.
"There's no blood there," Jasper said, "You know we never did no
incest on you kids, though, strictly speaking, I'm not your blood
either. But these in-laws are a different story. We just decided it
was time to make some changes."
"And you decided had to do that thing with my husband?"
Betty was still fired up, "Why am I always the lucky one?"
Jasper had a telling blow to deal her after that one.
"You were the one that got knocked up," he reminded her, but
went by that quick to say, "But I'd say the lucky one don't even know
it yet."
Betty caught the signal. She wasn't sure what it meant, but she
knew Jasper was still planning something else. She had attracted enough
attention. She decided to let them do what they were going to do and
try to shrink back into the background again.
"I've been hearing talk that someone really likes their daddy,"
Jasper said, shocking them all by opening his pants.
Betty was quick. Her mind had raced ahead of Jasper unveiling
the club between his legs. There was only one woman outside the blood
in the room. She looked at Frannie to see if she knew yet. She looked
like she was still only dreaming. Maybe she couldn't believe it would
really happen. Betty knew it was going to and still couldn't believe
it.
"Come on, daughter, I heard you wanted to see it up close,"
Jasper invited.
Frannie looked around nervously. Now that her secrets were out
in the open, she was re-evaluating her fantasy. Jasper's cock was as
big as she dreamed. It was as big as the exaggeration she had put on
it and it wasn't going to be her dream he was going to put it in.
That dream cock was going into her in the flesh and it seemed
impossible in real life.
"It's all right, dear, I know how it is to hunger after a cock
so fine," soothed, "We decided that you should get to try it."
"Yeah, go on," urged Billy, "You said you wanted to see what it
felt like to have one that big."
Betty could see her sweat. It took her mind off what Gary must
be planning to do to her when he got her home and she threw her
attention into watching Frannie step hesitantly forward. She was
fascinated as much as the others to see how Frannie would react when
Jasper put that huge cock inside her.
"Now take a good look," Jasper encouraged when she had stepped
up to him, "Get down and get a close look because we want you to get
on your hands and knees when you've had an eyeful."
"You can push down and brace and dig in your toes better that
way," explained. "We think that will be the best way for you."
Instead of a cow, Frannie looked like a woman on her knees when
she got in position, Betty saw. For once it didn't make her mad at
Frannie. She was mad at Gary for getting her pregnant. Frannie was in
for enough of a challenge without Betty's ill will.
"Do you think she's ready?" her asked with concern as
Jasper got to his knees behind Frannie.
"Her juice is running out, I think she's ready as she'll be,"
Jasper said and evoked a crimson blush from Frannie.
Every eye but Betty's was on Frannie's rear as Jasper started
his cock into her. Betty was watching Frannie's blank stare as she
waited to see what was going to become of her when that huge cock took
her.
Frannie got scared. Panic attacked her face as Jasper slid into
her. He way beyond any cock she had had and still giving her more. She
wriggled and scratched with her toes to try and open wider for the
massive stalk of cock. Then she got the same pole-axed stare Betty
had seen on her when Jasper hit bottom.
"It's really big, isn't it?" Billy taunted his wife.
Betty didn't think Frannie heard him. Her mouth gaped open,
heavy-lipped and she made a sound like: 'hunnh' each time Jasper
pulled back a tad and shoved his cock back into her.
She keened, 'Ohhhhhhhh' as Jasper felt she was ready and began
to plow into her. Frannie looked senseless, but it seemed a happy
senselessness to Betty as Jasper fucked her with his outsized cock.
She dripped onto the floor like a pool of liquid when Jasper
finished and pulled the huge tool out of her. There was no mistaking
the contentment on her dreamy face as she lay there recovering.
"There now, little girl, do you feel better about the new way
we do our Fridays?" Jasper addressed Betty.
------
It seemed that had been a one time thing on the ensuing Fridays.
Betty had to prove that Gary had learned his lesson a couple of weeks
later, but that was it. Frannie demonstrated that she had learned to
suck cock side by side with her gravid sister-in-law that night as the
two women knelt and off their husbands after the whippings.
Then there was nothing but rears and horny sex when they got
home until Sue showed up with Nate.
Betty should have known that completing the set would signal as
much of a change as the bringing home the first mate had, but she
thought Nate would have some task to perform and everything would go
back to normal again.
She was only wrong in that normal was going to change forever.
Nate had been sniffing around Sue since they were seven and had
always remained a possibility as others came and went in her life. He
had always known something went on Fridays, but the secrets
were kept sacred. He wasn't particularly shocked when Sue told him the
truth.
Believing it was possible did not make it easier for Nate to
strip down when the time came. Lurking as a possibility, Nate's ideas
about the ritual had grown to the size of legend and included several
dark suspicions that kept him nervous as he skinned out of his clothes.
He wasn't much disappointed by the course of events. Actually,
the paddlings made sense as an explanation for the congregation of
nudity. He was further induced to stand his ground by the fact that
Gary and Frannie stood quiet by their spouses. He did the same until
Sue was summoned to lead off the punishments.
She was given a cursory paddling to redden her butt and then
made to kneel by Jasper's chair with her butt facing the rest.
Betty should have picked up the difference then. Parading the
punished had never been a trait.
Her own spanking was more severe. Gary had tattled on her about
the late dinner and being, 'a little snippy' after the last Friday
night. True to form, Jasper warmed her with the dozen with the bare
hand and then made sure the color would set with ten from the hair
brush.
Then she too was made to kneel. She was placed on the other side
of Jasper with her flaming rear facing the rest. The oddness of that
was confirmed when her ceded her chair to Frannie.
"Now that you've all got someone, Jasper and I have decided we
have to prepare you for the future when we're gone," she told her
daughter-in-law.
It was premature to Betty's eyes. Even Jasper had yet to crease
50. But, with or without preposterous explanations, Frannie was seated
in her mother's chair and Billy was led out to lay across his wife's
lap.
"You read off your own charges," she told Frannie, "And we put a
suggestion what that might be worth at the bottom there."
For Billy it was always the same thing, or things.
"Late from work Tuesday, Late from work Wednesday, early
home Thursday and ripped my dress in your hurry to fuck me," Frannie
read off.
It was that or his inability to pick up after himself that got
Billy paddled week in and week out. She modified the suggestion from
Jasper and her mother-in-law and decreed 15 with her hand for her
husband. By the time she passed 10, Billy's howls and flopping made
them all respect her decision.
Then it was her turn to suffer the shock that she was next and
Billy would have the chance to himself. Billy sat down gingerly
on his tender ass and Frannie hesitantly lay down over his legs.
"You know I had to do it right, don't you?" Frannie pleaded.
"So do I, dear, so do I," Billy taunted as his hand carelessly
roamed over the twin swells of her available bottom.
"You ain't there to feel up her butt, son," Jasper scolded after
Billy drew out the suspense long enough, "You whack her or I will."
Billy only glanced at the sheet his tried to hand him. He
raised his hand and smacked it down on Frannie's ass as he recited the
charges from memory.
"You made me rip that dress by fighting me," he started and then
smacked her again as he thought of another charge.
He was only hitting her hard enough to make her jump and squeal
when the hand fell as he read charges off the top of his head. If it
was playful then, it turned serious when Billy decreed her the same
15 he had received. Of course that was on top of the half dozen or so
he had given her while reading the charges.
Frannie wailed when Billy laid into her. He began hard and
measured, but was speeding through eight, nine and ten. He finished in
a sexual flurry of rhythmic blows that were mimicked by his hips.
He was breathing as hard as Frannie was gasping when he had to
stop his hand in the air after the last whack. It was obviously a
sexual experience for Billy. Jasper didn't let that be lost on anyone.
"Did that make you already, son?" he asked Billy.
"No sir," Billy gasped.
"Then do us the honor and do that thing before you
yourself," Jasper told him.
"What do you mean?" Billy asked.
"Get her up and fuck her before something backs up on you,"
Jasper told his son.
Billy instinctively reverted to re-creating the last time he had
watched a woman get spanked and then fucked. He put Frannie off his
lap and onto her knees and bent her down onto her hands. It was
different only in that his main audience, Gary and Nate, had never
seen his in the same position in their bedroom.
His sisters were facing the other way as he got down behind
Frannie and shoved his raging cock into her. She was no less ready than
he and it was a brief struggle as Frannie wiggled her rear for Billy
to take her most effectively. Billy had been on the verge since his
hand sped to frenzy against her hot bottom. It took few thrusts and
little time for him to jerk up and fill his wife's with cum.
There wasn't a limp dick in the room. Some had risen immediately,
some had risen with the girl's paddling and drooped, but all were
standing at attention as Billy finished fucking Frannie on the floor
in front of them.
"Now a while back, you'll remember this Gary, there was a fuss
about someone's husband getting his dick by another woman,"
Jasper rolled into the slice of history, "That's not the way a should be and we decided that you need to have a demonstration to help
you keep that fact in mind."
Betty knew this was aimed at her. She had hopped ahead to the
obvious and worked backward down her estimate of Jasper's thinking.
It was his way of doing the bonding thing in a way that let him
prick her jealousy as a subtle punishment. She didn't think it was so
subtle.
"Now Gary, say hello, and I mean in a carnal way, to Sue and you,
Nate, meet your Betty in the flesh," Jasper said as he pointed
the to the other's wife.
It wasn't subtle because Sue had gone out of her way to find a
man just like step-daddy. Nate didn't have Jasper's humongous pecker,
but he had the next biggest cock Betty had seen. It was way bigger
than the biggest cock she had inside her.
"Now you couples make your own arrangements, but stay in this
room where we can watch you," Jasper instructed.
"You better let me lick that first," Betty offered in self
defense as Nate came up behind her.
"I wouldn't mind that," Nate agreed and stepped in front of her
with his cock in reach of her mouth.
"What do you want to do?" Gary asked Sue.
"You tell me, Gary, you're the man," Sue deferred.
Gary reached down and picked Sue off the floor. Since the rest
of the room had been declared within limits, he carried her to the
sofa and set her down on her knees in front of it. He pushed her chest
down onto the seat and straddled her legs with his own to lower
himself to the right height. Gary licked his fingers to transfer the
wetness to her cunt, but when his fingers found her, they also found
she was already well-lubricated with her own excitement.
Sue had been a brat to Nate all their lives and it had carried
over into their marriage. She had gotten a thrill when Gary rose
to her challenge and man-handled her to the sofa.
Betty, meanwhile, had stopped licking and begun Nate's
big dick. She was waiting for instructions and didn't mind if none
ever came. He was a mouthful, but Betty figured that straining her jaw
was easier than having that cock her open.
Nate was eyeing the vacant punishment chair he had watched Billy
and Frannie take their turns on. He loved having his cock but it
was making him want to have his cock deep inside something and it was
obvious that wasn't going to be Betty's mouth.
"I think it will go in easy now," Nate told Betty in what she
felt was an optimistic lie.
Nate stepped back and helped Betty up. She had assumed he would
go behind her and bend her over like Billy had his wife, but Nate had
something else in mind. Nate sat in her mother's chair and Betty was
confused.
The sight of him sitting on the chair with his cock pointed in
the air fit right in with stream of memories of her first trip to
her parent's bedroom. She wasn't sure what Nate wanted her to do. Her
first instinct was to lay across his legs.
Instead, Nate swung her around to face him and pulled her forward
so she was forced to straddle his legs. Now Betty could see what he had
in mind and she wasn't sure she liked it. There would be no escape from
his intruding cock when she sat down and then she supposed she would
have to work to impale herself on him.
Those were the two features Nate particularly liked. Growing up,
he had to deal with continual whining and complaints about the size of
his cock. He liked to stick it to anyone he could and if they had to
stick it to themselves, so much the better.
Beyond the childish echoes of revenge, it also gave him a mouth
to kiss and to toy with as his cock was squeezed in a tight
cunt. He had nothing to worry about in that regard. He pushed Betty
down and she dropped until she felt the head of cock pressing at the
gate.
The tip was too broad to find the crack and Betty felt her inner
lips folding inward as he pushed her down onto his cock. She knew it
would be a trial as he pushed past her initial resistance, and clogging
the passage with her labia was making it worse. His cock tugged on them
as it pushed past the narrow opening and only popped back out into
their normal position when she tensed her thighs to try and open for
him.
"Jesus, Nate, take it easy a minute," she pleaded as he pushed
harder on her shoulders to drive her down on his shaft.
"Just sit down!" he ordered and she was forced to take him all
as his downward pressing won out.
Maybe it was for the best, she mused as she squirmed on his lap
to try and find room for his big cock. Now that it was in, she could
adjust. In any case, the hard part was over, although not without some
suffering on her part.
Nate wasn't suffering at all. She was tight from where the
mouth of her kissed the root of his cock to the squeeze her
insides had on the tip. Her squirming sent tingling feeling through his
cock.
"See? You got the hang of it real quick," Nate praised.
"Self-defense," Betty puffed, still overwhelmed with the task of
making him fit inside her.
"Now all you have to do is make me cum," Nate teased as he popped
her hard nipples back and forth with a finger.
Across the room, Gary had been slamming into Sue hard and fast.
Now he sat back on his heels and let his cock pop out of her cunt.
"Get up on the couch," he told Sue.
She climbed up and knelt on the seat while she leaned over the
back of the sofa. Gary got to his feet and followed her. He adjusted
the height of her ass and stuck his cock back into her.
Now he had a running start as he slammed into her. The splat of
flesh slapping flesh resounded in the room like a spanking.
"Damn it! That hurts," Sue complained, "You already spanked me,
can't you just fuck me now?"
"Wiggle your damn ass instead of talking and you won't have to
put up with it so long," Gary retorted.
Betty had a strange feeling in her stomach when she thought of
Nate trying the same thing with her. It was bad enough he was stuck to
the hilt in her without him sticking himself to the hilt in her hard
and over and over.
Betty started moving her hips eagerly before Nate got any ideas.
She rode mostly forward and back on him until she felt that she could
risk rising up a little on the backstroke. And it was good. It was very
good. That felt like a friend inside her as she moved.
It didn't seem like it would be so bad to have it jamming into
her now. It was like being fucked only more so. It was a bigger feeling
filling up her as she rose and fell on Nate's hard cock.
Sue's squeals from the sofa trumpeted the splashy climax to her
coupling with Gary. He was showing her no mercy as her hands gripped the
back and her face was driven cheek-first against the rough fabric by the
powerful thrusts of his own conclusion.
Now that Gary was done with his own straying from their fidelity,
Betty wasn't sure how he'd take the sight of her bouncing on Nate's big
dick. She pushed herself into high gear riding the oversized stalk of man-
meat. Nate grabbed her and his butt came off the chair.
Betty hung for one time-stopping moment supported only by Nate's
huge cock in her belly. Then gravity overcame the power of that pride of
maleness and she slipped off him, landing on her butt with a shriek and
then a grunt.
"I want to do you like Billy did Frannie," Nate told her, "Get on
your knees."
As it applied to Gary, this was exactly the last thing she wanted
him to witness. For its echoes of Jasper and her mother, it was the fuck
she had been fantasizing since she had seen her mother's pole-axed stare.
It was easier because she didn't have to weigh the alternatives.
She had been told to do what Nate wanted. She would suffer Gary's reaction
and bask in the pleasure of her memory. That was what she was told.
On her hands and knees, Betty awaited Nate's thrust with no thought
of Gary. She was her kneeling on the bedroom floor. Then Nate was
shoving the huge hog into her. She felt a let-down as Nate easily entered
her and slid deep into her.
She got the jolt, and for all she knew, the pole-axed stare, when
Nate jammed the last half inch into her that hadn't been able to reach
when she sat astride his cock. It was an attention-grabbing reminder of
how she felt when Nate had pushed her down on his cock the first time.
But this reminder came from a that had no room to spare before
Nate crammed the last of his huge dork into her belly. Betty certainly
knew what a big one felt like now. Nate pulled back and fucked her and
her lone consolation was he couldn't go any farther than he already had.
Not that Betty had any time to seek consolation while Nate was
grabbing her full attention with his steady ramming into her rear. She
could only try to stay perfectly still so one of Nate's thrusts wouldn't
puncture one of her kidneys or something worse.
It was not the abandoned excitement of her usual climax, but Betty
was treading on a plateau of heightened sensation. It was fed by her
accomplishment in taking Nate's cock fully and by her surviving the trial.
She was trembling with the excitement or apprehension, she no longer cared
which, when Nate lunged and she felt her insides flood with his hot, wet
offering.
Gary said nothing about it afterwards, perhaps realizing his words
would open him to Betty's retaliation about his relations with her sister.
They had done as they were told. That was at the heart of the ritual that
kept the together.
-----
The was completed. All of them had spouses and Betty had
little Micah to bring up in the same way. And she was pledged to keep
the rituals alive. For she had learned, through tear-creating buns and
lately sharing that the that spanks each other love all
like a brother.
###
|
|
