SPANKERS by  © Lady Joyce Hamilton span FF Fdom inc


Dolly Parsons always had a glass of sherry when she was married and now she 
was separated she kept up with the habit. Sitting in her favourite armchair, feet 
up on a cushioned footstool, no radio or telly, it was her habit just to sit quiet 
for half an hour, a couple of drinks, and let the mind wander. 

She gazed aimlessly through the window at the darkness beyond. Suddenly a 
light went on in the house opposite. Dolly considered drawing the curtains, but 
she was too comfortable; let it wait! She could see clearly into the room 
opposite, through a gap in the garden trees. It seemed to be a drawing room, 
three-piece-suite, chairs, quite modern style. A woman entered, followed by a 
girl. The woman must be the girl's mother, Dolly supposed. The one would be 
about 35, dark-haired, beautiful woman. Well-built. The girl about sixteen, 
perhaps. Pretty rather than beautiful: same colouring as her mother.

The woman pushed the girl down on the settee. She seemed to be telling the 
girl off. Then Dolly sat up and took notice, as the woman pulled up the girl's 
skirt and spread it over her back. Dolly could see the teenager's legs, bare 
except for calf-length white boots, and her white panties tight into the crack 
between two rounded bottom-cheeks. The girl looked over her shoulder and 
seemed to be pleading, while the woman continued to talk at her, probably 
giving her a good talking-to. Then the woman pulled her off the settee and 
bent her over an upright chair. She picked up a cane and whipped the girl 
across her nylon-clad buttocks. Five times she lashed the girl, and throwing the 
cane down sat the girl on the settee again, weeping, sat beside her, and cuddled 
her. After about five minutes they left the room, and the light went out.

'The next evening Dolly was in position ten minutes early, drink in hand. She 
had been too surprised the night before to feel anything, but afterwards, in bed, 
when she thought about it she had become quite hot. The most sexually 
excited she'd been since George had walked out a year before. And as she sat 
there hoping for a repeat performance her cunt was agitated. She slipped her 
hand up under her skirt and gently pulled at the cunt-lips, then the clitoris, by 
now hard and erect.

The light opposite went on again, and the young girl walked in, her mother 
behind. This time, the mother sat down and pulled the girl over her lap. She 
turned up the school uniform skirt, and Dolly could see the long, slender legs 
and girlish bottom very clearly. The mother adjusted the girl over her lap and 
spanked her one fierce slap straight down on stretched black nylon panties, 
then a second. Dolly could see the girl squirming, her thighs rubbing against 
the spanker's. Then another. A pause while the older woman gently rubbed 
and 
kneaded the rounded contours of the bottom over her lap. Then to Dolly's 
interest, she pulled the panties down to level with the crotch. Dolly began 
again to masturbate, in earnest now, rubbing her clit with a forefinger, and 
then penetrating her cunt. She hadn't done this enough recently, she thought, 
as the juices ran and she was aroused. She stretched her legs out luxuriously 
but concentrated, too, on the scene enacted opposite.

As Dolly fingered her slit with one hand and shagged her cunt with the other, 
the woman slapped twice, hard, on the naked arse, and then once more for 
luck. Dolly could see the white bottom of the young girl become flushed pink. 
As the woman again stopped to massage it, Dolly supposed she was enjoying 
the soft, smooth skin. This thought surprised her....it was a long time since 
girls had awoken interest in her. But it was enough to bring her off. Her back 
arched in the air, her legs stiffened, and she was aware of the contractions in 
her cunt as it gripped the probing fingers. Her thighs and panties were wet with 
her passion.

As she sat up finally, and adjusted her knickers, all stuck up in the crease of 
her bottom, all wet and scrunched into her slit, she saw the woman opposite 
looking out of the window towards her. Surely she hadn't seen Dolly's 
masturbation? She was half-ashamed, half-excited by the possibility.

The next evening Dolly was sitting in her chair. This time just in her undies 
and a short blue denim jacket. She was wearing her best, white, lace undies. 
With the open crotch for easier access. She'd done her honey-blonde hair 
carefully. Why? Better not ask! Perhaps it was just in case the Spanish-looking 
beauty could actually see her. She had already been stimulating her breasts and 
clit when the action started. She lay further back, stretched out in the chair..

Perhaps the lady was watching? She opened her cunt lips. Dolly was justly 
proud of her body and found the idea exciting. The light had just gone on, and 
the woman entered. This time she was followed by a boy, perhaps fourteen 
years old.

First she stood the boy right in front of the window, and was clearly telling 
him off. Then he took his shorts off and stepped out of them. He had no 
underpants. The light was harsh behind him, and Dolly could easily make out 
his cock hanging gracefully over his balls, scarcely hidden by the lightest fuzz 
of pubic hair. He was slim and graceful, and had an almost girlish facial 
beauty. Michaelangelo's David. Dolly's hand rose involuntarily to her breast, 
feeling her roundness under the lacy cup, and then rolling her nipple between 
thumb and forefinger, under the thin cloth. She suddenly thought how nice it 
would be to do just that to the breasts of a lovely woman, to the breasts of the 
woman opposite.

The boy was called over. The woman was dressed in fetish-type gear, though 
as Dolly knew such clothes were alnmost mainstream nowadays. However, 
they were nonetheless sexy, especially the shiny leather basque and thigh-
length boots. The boy was made to bend down over her lap as usual, and she 
held him in place with one hand on his bottom. She adjusted him, Dolly 
supposed so his cock slipped between her thighs, against the nylon stocking-
tops, ar perhaps the bare flesh of her thighs above the stockings.

She spanked him hard three times. Then paused, and massaged his firm, boy's 
buttocks with both palms. Two more slaps, and the boy was squirming against 
her thighs now. Dolly imagined, for she couldn't quite see, the cock rubbing 
against woman-flesh. She became so hot she again put her finger into her 
vagina. More rubbing and caressing of the boy's bottom, enjoying the smooth 
skin , hard muscle, and red tinge of the spanking. When the boy stood up, 
Dolly could see he had an erection. His cock, white and slender to the red 
knob, stood high, and swayed as he walked to the window to collect his shorts. 
It was silhouetted against the hard, bright light.  It was too much for Dolly and 
she came, her fingers pistonning in and out, her legs arching, her bottom 
moving up and down in an imitation of fucking.

But the show had not yet ended. The boy said something over his shoulder. 
Clearly it was cheeky, and before he could put on his clothes, the woman was 
over to him, pulled him across the room, and threw him into a deep chair. This 
was an odd chair, as it seemed to have some sort of bar which she used to 
secure him in it.  If the spanking was a game, this was more serious as she 
secured his arms, and the raised each leg over the arms of the chair, strapping 
them down. The boy was now helpless, and open, his balls and arse 
completely exposed. Dolly wished she'd got binoculars in the house as she 
strained to see. The woman took her cane of the day before, and gave him 
three, sharp blows on the exposed area, then two more.

She released him, and Dolly was astounded to see he still had his erection, 
despite the obvious pain, She'd heard that men....and women...could learn to 
take pleasure in pain, but till now had assumed it to be just a pornographer's 
story.

Afterwards, the woman was again at the window, this time looking straight 
out, direct at Dolly's window. Dolly was glad she'd put on her best undies!

Next afternoon, Dolly's old school friend, Indira, called round. She was still 
there at seven and they were both a bit tipsy on sherry. 'Indira, I've got 
something to show you. You won't believe this!' Dolly led the slim Asian 
woman into the front room. They sat on the settee side by side with their 
drinks, 'Watch the window opposite,' said Dolly, her arm round her friend's 
shoulder.

On cue, at seven, the show was repeated , with the daughter this time. Indira 
watched rapt as the girl removed her skirt, revealing the lovely young legs, and 
pert, jutting bottom. 'She's lovely,' murmured Indira. As usual she was bent 
over the legs, naked today, of the woman, and was spanked, the woman 
pausing as usual between blows to caress the arse cheeks through the thin 
nylon of her panties. 

'She wears incredibly sexy gear when she beats her son, but seems to prefer 
naked legs when she does her daughter!' explained Dolly. Dolly, her arm 
around Indira, could feel her tense, and her pulse race with excitement. 'It 
makes me very excited to watch them, Indira.....'

Indira made no reply, but on impulse...for the first time in twenty years of 
friendship, leaned towards Dolly, and kissed her. Not the first time they'd 
pecked each others' cheeks of course, but the first time with passion. And 
Dolly, unthinking, responded with passion.

'That was nice. As you can see I'm excited too. Does she do it every night?'

'Nearly. Either her daughter or the son.'

Indira put her arm round Dolly's waist. 'I think I'd like to try that....'

'Me too! What? Spanking or being spanked?'

The Asian woman giggled. 'Either...Or both...'

'Well, let's try it, ' said Dolly. 'Bend over my lap.'

As Indira knelt down, Dolly pulled up her dress so her legs were bare, and 
placed Indira across her lap. She pulled up her dress, uncovering firm, 
plumpish legs and a lovely bottom. She was wearing dazzling white nylon 
panties under her sari, the shiny white nylon contrasting with the soft, brown 
skin. Dolly, the heat in her cunt almost unbearable, spanked 
the small, round bottom quite lightly, and again. Indira felt like a little girl in 
India again, and her cunt juices flowed.

'You can do it harder than that, darling.'

Dolly put the full weight of her arm into two slaps, feeling the naked thighs 
squirming and wriggling against hers. She rubbed the bottom cheeks, fondling 
even, testing their firmness. And then two more.

Dolly had  an idea. 'Indira, I know what would be fun. Take your panties off, 
and stand over there. Yes, there. Now hold onto the beam and push your 
bottom out towards me. Yes, that's lovely.' She caressed the proferred bottom, 
before spanking it with two slaps. Then more caresses, as she pressed herself 
against the woman's naked back . And a whole series of slaps. 

Dolly's cunt was so hot now that she was on the point of coming...without 
touching it even. Blow decency and decorum...she just had to come. Indira 
looked over her shoulder and saw her friend reach down between her legs, and 
through the thin gusset of her panties rub her clit. She came immediately. She 
panted and moaned, leaning now on Indira, who could feel her spasms as the 
body arched and moved against her bottom. Indira, too, was on the point. and 
she relinquished her grasp on the beam with one hand and slid it towards the 
crease of her cunt. There were no panties to impede it, and the forefinger 
entered her cunt. Dolly in her turn watched as the finger moved in and out, 
creating an orgasm that made the plumping body go through the motions of an 
upright fuck.

Later, on the settee, as they cuddled, they agreed it was good sex, and worth 
trying again. And they made a date for the very next evening!

Next day, the two friends decided to watch the display just in their undies, to 
add to the pleasure of the spanking. And this time Indira would spank Dolly.

Dolly watched as her friend unwound the red silk sari, folding it carefully and 
hanging it over a chair. Dolly had on her very best...black lacy underwear, 
same style as of a few days ago, with the open-crotch panties. Indira was 
wearing white panties...more a thong really than panties, and a lacy, pink 
singlet, which showed off her tits to perfection, and her shoulders and back 
when she turned round. She had a perfect, woman's body. Almost a young 
girl's body, Dolly thought with some envy. How she would have liked to have 
those slimmer legs than hers, and the much firmer bottom. Not quite as 
rounded as her own, but firm and 
shapely. The brown skin was as before accentuated by the whiteness of her 
panties. Her waist was tiny, and her 
tits were rounded and firm, and needed no bra to support them. Dolly realised 
Indira had dressed to add to her friend's pleasure that evening, and suddenly 
felt a great warmth of friendship, which she expressed by hugging the slighter 
figure. 'You're utterly lovely, Indira. Your body is as good as it was when we 
were sixteen year old girls.'
                                                          
'I'm lucky,' said Indira, returning the hug. But let me look at you.' Without 
letting go of her friend, she undid the clasp on Dolly's skirt and let it drop to 
the ground. Her hands felt her bottom, fuller than her own, but rounded and 
firm under her touch. Dolly was wearing black, a suspender belt and tight, 
black, nylon knickers, and Indira felt the soft warm skin, enjoying the contrast 
of the hard and shiny surface of the panties, stretched across her buttocks. Her 
friend had black, seamed stockings and black stiletto heels. She let go, and 
Dolly undid her blouse showing her full breasts. The black bra seemed to be 
compressing these round, firm, yet large tits. Her nipples, provoked by the 
brown girl's fondling, could be made out through the nylon and lace. So 
different from herself. Indira felt her clit become turgid as she looked at this 
splendid, mature woman.  'Let's go and get ready,' she suggested. So they sat 
down side by side, arms round eachothers' necks.

The woman entered first, and standing in the window, removed her skirt and 
blouse. Her figure was perhaps more like Dolly's than Indira's, a lush, Spanish 
appearance. Her legs were strong and shapely, set off by the glossy black 
stockings. Her bottom was large, but shapely.,and accentuated her slender 
waist and flat belly, as did the lush , swelling bosom. Surprisingly, for such a 
sultry beauty, her cunt hair was not very thick, and it was easy for our two 
voyeuses to make out the pouting, full cunt-lips, and the plump mound.  But  
her hair was her crowning glory, as it fell in rippling waves to below her 
shoulders. Dolly gripped Indira's arm as they watched her strip, and Indira 
allowed her hand to stray to Dolly's breast, fondling its full ripeness, and 
comparing it with the breasts of the stranger opposite. Dolly hardly noticed, 
but when she did she ,too, felt her friend's smaller, but harder breast, feeling 
the tip harden under her palm.

'She's magnificent!,' murmured Indira.

'I'd like to play with her.' Dolly kissed Indira, and for a few seconds they were 
lost in the pleasure of lips and breasts.

But the scene moved on. The woman turned slowly away from the window, 
and sat on the end of the sofa, her legs wide apart. Then the boy appeared by 
the window. As before, he undressed...he was only wearing short trousers, 
nothing else. This time he was erect before his spanking. Indira's hand stole 
down towards her mound, and she rubbed the slit through the thin fabric. The 
woman beckoned the boy over, and he sat, sprawled rather, at the other end of 
the sofa. He had a cheeky look on his face as his mother seemed again to be 
berating him.

'I think she's telling him off for being hard! Look , he's trying to cover up his 
stiff cock with his hands. He's quite big, isn't he....you can still see.' Indira 
was craning forward.

'You can't really blame him though. I'm quite squishy watching her.'

'She's lovely! I do hope she gives us the usual show.'

The woman laughed and stood him now between her stockinged legs, her arms 
around him, feeling his bottom, the whole in full view of the voyeuses. She 
pulled his hands away from his prick, and the erect penis rose mere inches 
from her face. With another laugh, she closed her legs, trapping him, and 
levered him over her thighs, again with his prick down between them, either 
enclosed in bare flesh, or nylon stockings. His hard white bottom wriggled as 
he protested, but the woman started to spank him. He became quiet, but his 
legs started humping the naked thighs beneath him.

'My word. He's fucking her legs....' Indira was fascinated.

Alternately spanking and massaging his bottom the woman gave him six slaps 
before releasing him. He was still erect as he went away from her, his eyes 
glued to her full, naked body, with its skimp nylon adornments.

'He hasn't come,' Dolly commented.

'I bet he does as soon as he leaves the room.' Indira giggled.

As he bent to pull on his shorts, two watchers had a view of the hard young 
arse, and the pretty, pink arsehole.

By now , both women were fondling breasts and rubbing their own clits. Indira 
still masturbated through the nylon of her panties, but Dolly had pulled aside 
the gusset and exposed her clit. Thinking the show was over, Indira said,' My 
turn today. I can't wait to feel your round arse under my hands, and your 
weight wriggling across my thighs....'

'Hang on a minute, though,' said Dolly, as the teenage girl came into view 
opposite. She stood in front of the window, her back to it, a picture in tight , 
faded jeans, long black hair spilling down over a faded  blue denim shirt.The 
woman seemed to be instructing her, and with her back still to the watchers, 
she took off her trainers and pulled the jeans off over her bare feet. The 
woman was still talking to her. The two watchers stopped rubbing for a second 
as they leaned forward to look at the long, slender legs and hard, girlish 
bottom under its white, cotton, school knickers. So tenderly appealing! The 
girl modestly turned away from her mother on the couch, and pulled her 
knickers down, stepping out of them. facing the window, she let the denim 
shirt fall from her, giving the delighted watchers a clear view of her young 
breasts and cunt, the cunt with its lightest scattering of dark pubic hair.

Indira hugged Dolly close, her hand on the blonde's breast, and the other hand 
stole down to her friend's naked cunt, which she started to rub. Indira didn't 
reciprocate but watched, rapt, the scene opposite. Indira suddenly realised 
what she was doing....she had reached instinctively for her partner's sex....and 
realised too what an adventurous development in their relationship this was. 
The first overtly, and incontroversially sexual, lesbian act. Kissing and 
fondling was one thing. Playing with the clit was quite another. And it was 
lovely! She let her finger slide in and out of the liquid cunt.

The girl turned round, and Dolly marvelled at the movement of her arse-
cheeks as she went to kneel by her mother. The half-guilty thought went 
through Dolly's mind. She would like to kneel there, against those lovely legs.

The show was as before, and the girl got six of the best, alternating with gentle 
caresses. After it was done the older woman took the girl in her arms, 
comforting her. Dolly and Indira could see the lush breasts of the one pressing 
against the small, firm breasts of the other. Dolly realised, at last, what Indira 
was doing for her, and she too reached down to touch Indira, pulling aside the 
flimsy panties, now soaked in hot juices.
                                                                                                          
Opposite, the girl got up, picked up her shoes, shirt, jeans and panties and left 
the room without dressing. The woman lay back, and stroked her cunt two or 
three times, feeling her breast with the other hand. Then she got up, and 
standing in front of the window put on her bra and panties.She looked straight 
at their window, waved, winked (they could see this clearly), turned round, and 
left the room, switching off the light. 

'She knows we're watching!' said Dolly. 'I think she's known since I started.' 
In the surprise of the discovery, both had stopped their mutual masturbation.

'What's her name?'

'Mrs Osbourne. She's married, but I think her husband's away, abroad, a lot.'

'Let's see if she's in the telephone book, ' said Indira, who fancied the big, 
strong, lovely woman.

'Oh! I couldn't.'

'I could,' said Indira, with her infectious giggle. They looked her up. She was 
there. Indira called her. 'You don't know me, but I'm a friend of Dolly Parsons 
who lives opposite you. My name's Indira Patel. You don't know us, but we 
think you've been watching me and my friend.'

'And did you enjoy my little show, I put on for you?' the stranger asked. 'By 
the way, I'm Donna Osbourne, and yes I was watching you, too.'

'We certainly did. We wondered if you'd like to come over and meet us 
properly.'

'I'd love that. When?'

'Why not now? Don't dress up specially. We're very informal today...as I 
expect you know.'

'I'll come as I am....and that's pretty informal. As I expect you know already.' 
She giggled. 'I'll be over in two minutes flat.'

Dolly opened the door, feeling a bit odd in high heels and undies, but Donna 
breezed in. 'I've so enjoyed watching you two girls playing, and I'm so 
looking forward to joining in with you.'  She was bubbling over with gaiety as 
they went in to see Indira. 'What lovely undies. 

You look lovely in them. And you, too, Dolly. I must join you.' She took off 
her overcoat revealing a figure as toothsome as it had been in the distance. She 
sat down beside Indira, and Dolly had to squeeze in between the two of them.

'Are they your children?'

'My husband's by his first marriage. I had trouble with the two of them when 
we married last year, and found I had to spank them. Would you believe it, I 
found it enjoyable, and now they do to. So we do it often. In fact they ask me 
for it, and are much nicer now, as I only do it for a reward! I watched you 
spank Indira's lovely bottom last night, and I can see you know what I mean.'

'It's my turn to spank Dolly,' said Indira. Do you want to help?'

'Yes, please! Will yo spank her naked, or on thos lovely lacy panties?'

'Both,' giggled Indira. 'Now let's get organised. Dolly was asked to bend over 
facing the settee, her breasts resting on Indira's legs. Donna sat alongside, one 
arm around the Asian girl. Indira gave the kneeling figure a first firm spank on 
the bottom. Dolly squealed and wriggled her bottom, her breasts rubbing 
delightfully against the seated woman. Indira leaned forward and again 
spanked the appetising arse, and as she leaned forward her belly and cunt 
touched the forhead of the kneeling victim. Dolly felt the touch of the satin 
crotch, and smelled the heady scent of of the woman's excited cunt. She raised 
her hands from the floor and grasped the woman's hips. Indira opened her 
legs, and the heavy breasts hung down still confined in their black, lacy bra.

Donna slipped to the floor beside the blonde Dolly and fondled one of her 
breasts, marvelling at how a tit so large could be so shapely and firm. Again 
Indira spanked, the bottom hardly protected by its skimp nylon covering. Her 
legs closed on Dolly, pressing her body tight between them and she thrust her 
body forward till the gusset of her panties was in the face of the kneeling 
victim. Another blow to the bottom, a hard, slapping, stinging, full-flat hand. 
Dolly squealed, and despuite her body held by the plump, strong thighs, 
moved forward so her mouth was crushed against the cunt-lips of her 
tormentor. She lingered there, and, indeed, her tongue poked out, into the 
crease, scarcely concealed by the thin, and now moist, nylon.. Another blow, 
and the cunt lips were responding, actually rubbing against her mouth. She 
openly tongued the nylon as it pressed in.

Donna was now lying half under the kneeling figure and weighing her breasts. 
Dolly was beginning to feel she would come. The cunt-smelling nylon, the 
legs squeezing her, the hands fondling her tits and stimulating her nipples, and 
above all the tingling of her spanked bottom. 

'Pull her panties off, Donna,' ordered Indira. 'I want to spank her naked 
buttocks now. And I'm taking mine off, too. I want to feel that tongue in my 
slit. Yes, you naughty girl, I know you,ve been tonguing my panties. ' Another 
slap, and a giggle.

Both panties were removed. Indira could now see the white roundness of 
Dolly's bottom, tinted rose from the spanking. She reached down and joined 
Donna in the pleasure of naked breasts, still round and firm despite her 
kneeling posture. The round melons of her buttocks were framed by the 
delicate lace suspender belt. Indira gave two sudden, sharp slaps. The blonde 
wriggled, and the reclining  Donna tweaked nipples. As Donna lay back she 
could see Dolly's cunt, adorned with tight, honey-blonde curls. It glistened 
with the woman's excitement. Donna had never done such a thing before, but 
suddenly she wanted to kiss it, tenderly, it was so beautiful. She slipped further 
under the kneeling woman and, just as another slap descended, she reached up 
and kissed the pink nub, erect and protruding through the pink cunt-lips. The 
clitoris was hard, smooth, hot, and salty with the juices of the woman's 
passion. For Dolly the delight was supreme, as the stinging blow coincided 
with the sudden feeling in her clit, and sensations rose through her whole 
body. Releasing her hold on the tits, Donna took a cunt hair between each 
thumb and forefinger, and gently pulled them apart, parting wide the cunt-lips., 
teasing Dolly with the pain. Then releasing the hairs, reached up and took the 
clit again between her lips, nibbling, and then ran her tongue up and down, 
before returning again to the clit. Her finger played around Dolly's anus, 
titillating the rim and penetrating a bare half inch before removing, only to re-
enter. Dolly was beginning to come. Indira, sensing this, rained spanks down 
on the naked bottom, and rubbed her naked slit against Dolly's face. The 
kneeling woman's body arched as spasms ran through it, and she moaned her 
pleasure. 

Tongue on her cunt and hands caressing her bum, red and tingling from loving 
abuse, she came, and came, and came.

'Oh! I've never been sucked like that. George wouldn't......
                                                                                 
'And I've never sucked a woman before; it felt just right,' said Donna. 'I loved 
it, and that isn't the last time I'm doing it.'

'Me, I've done it a lot. All Indian girls are taught to do it by the older girls, 
especially when boys aren't allowed. And  in my case I never stopped. If only 
you knew, Dolly, how much I've wanted to do you, all these years. I've several 
married friends who do it with me. Let me make you come, now, Donna. You 
spank the two of us, Dolly, and when Donna has come off, suck me off, too.' 
Indira was organising but the other two were only too happy to go along with 
it.

Indira unclasped Donna's bra and revealed tits as large as Dolly's, round, firm, 
with big, brown aureoles and hard, long nipples. Panties were pulled off to 
reveal cunt hair and fine, white, soft skin. Donna undid Indira's bra , and 
fondled the smaller, harder tits, almost conical as they stood proud from her 
body. She nibbled at a nipple, and stroked the dark, shaven cunt, like a young 
girl's the brown lips were smooth and hairless, though swollen, and pouting 
open with the evening's excitement.. Her clit could just be seen, standing.

Indira lay down, her face between the Spanish beauty's legs, and with hands, 
mouth and tongue worked on stimulating her cunt. Dolly slapped first one 
broad white bottom                 , then a slimmer brown one, increasing the 
lovers' desire for each other. Now Indira was groping the lush tits with one 
hand, and reaming the open cunt with the other, her mouth on the clit. Her 
lissome, brown body writhed with passion, and her very-slightly rounded belly 
moved up and down as if fucking, her legs open wide and her cunt glistening.

Dolly had already had that cunt, and she wanted it again! she couldn't wait. So 
she lay on top of the slim body, and placed her wide-open mouth against the 
open cunt. Her mouth and tongue licked the soft, hairless flesh of the cunt-lips, 
and reached as far as the tight, hairless rose of the brown arse. Slick juices 
spread over naked skin, and Dolly's equally soft cheeks and chin. She was 
soaked in Indira's love-juices. Her hands tore at her own cunt in sexual 
frenzy...all those years of repression now released...as her tongue reamed out 
the cunt, and her lips pulled at the clit, stretching it and then releasing its 
springy little knob. Indira, sandwiched in the middle, came first followed 
immediately by Donna, and then by Dolly, fingering her own moistness.

They were slightly subdued afterwards, surprised at their reactions. Only Indira 
had ever had sex with a woman, And even for her corporal punishment was a 
new idea.. Indira it was who broke the silence.
                                                                                                                    
'I want to do that again, some time. I mean soon, really soon. It's the best sex I 
ever had, speaking for me.'

The two girls agreed, and Donna it was who set it up. 'Tomorrow evening 
come over to me, at seven, and one of you can wallop Cynthia, and one of you 
Cecil. Then we can all three go to my bedroom for some fun. I've got some 
books and pictures you'll like.'

'I thought Cecil had a lovely cock, when we watched him......'

'You're very naughty, Indira. But you're right of course. I couldn't play with 
him, really. But there's no reason why you two shouldn't. He need to be shown 
the facts of life by someone....and Cynthia, too, I guess....'

The three of them enjoyed each others' bodies for many years after that, and an 
increasing circle of girlfriends (starting with Indira's female lovers) , and later 
on, couples, were introduced to the joys of spanking as a prelude to sex. I'm 
told the two children grew up to be happy, bi-sexual , passive masochists.

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