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Aunty Jean, Her Daughter Jane and Me
by Jonbrian (address withheld)
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You will recall from Aunty Jean's last submission;
Aunty Jean: Another Visit To My Niece - by Anon in
Directory 59, that her daughter Jane almost caught us
at it and as a result gave her mother a spanking and
insisted that if Aunty and I were to do it again then
she should receive an invite. All this of course
follows our threesome as printed in Aunty Jean, Her
Daughter Jane and I - by Anon in Directory 57 and a
group session in Aunty Jean: Monday Morning, And The
Rest Of The Day - by Anon – in Directory 58. (FFM, nc,
inc, generational, oral, anal, spank)
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You will recall from Aunty Jean's last submission;
Aunty Jean: Another Visit To My Niece - by Anon in
Directory 59, that her daughter Jane almost caught us
at it and as a result gave her mother a spanking and
insisted that if Aunty and I were to do it again then
she should receive an invite. All this of course
follows our threesome as printed in Aunty Jean, Her
Daughter Jane and I - by Anon in Directory 57 and a
group session in Aunty Jean: Monday Morning, And The
Rest Of The Day - by Anon – in Directory 58.
This of course gave me food for thought so I developed
a plan that would enable the three of us to spend some
"quality time" together. During our little meeting
earlier Jane had mentioned that her husband was going
away to see his elder son, from a previous marriage,
and their new baby. I suggested that Jean might like to
go and spend a couple of days with her daughter as they
now had a much better relationship and that I would
drive her there. This also gave uncle a bit of space as
the cricket season had just begun and it meant he could
have the Test match on all day without any
interruptions.
At 9.00 am prompt I picked Jean up and bidding John a
happy 2 days cricket watching we set off on our 50
minute drive to her daughters. The route we took passed
through lots of villages and so I had no opportunity to
play with my septuagenarian lover: much to hers and my
own frustration so by the time we arrived at our
destination Jean was climbing the walls in frustration.
While I was unpacking the car Jean went and rang the
bell and a couple of minutes later Jane came to the
door and let us in at the start of what I hoped was
going to be a busy couple of days and a night.
I have to say that my first view of Jane was a bit of a
surprise as she was dressed in a black tight fitting
knee length skirt, white blouse and black blazer; very
funereal! Having made our way up to her first floor
sitting room we had coffee which was already laid out
for us and sat chatting. The atmosphere seemed a little
tense which considering the moments we had shared
recently seemed rather strange.
After half an hour Jane suddenly picked up the TV
remote and with the press of a couple of buttons the
picture came on showing the scenes from my bedroom
where Jean had dealt with my hapless cleaner, Sheen,
some weeks earlier.
"I see Mother that you still enjoy dishing out the
discipline, just as you did with me all those years ago
and of course somewhat more recently. Jonathan thought
I might be interested so he sent me a copy for my
edification. I have to say you haven't lost the knack.
That poor woman's bottom looks rather red and sore. As
for what you did to her afterwards, well. Quite the
little dyke weren't you?"
While she was speaking Jane was striding round the room
in quite an animated fashion.
"I have decided; that is we have decided that for today
we are going to have some role reversal and so in a
moment I want you to go and get changed and then come
back here. Jonathan and I are going to be your parents
and you will be our child; subject to our rules and
codes of discipline. I want to see how you feel after a
day of doing as you are told, or not as the case may
be. Disobedience will be punished in whatever way I see
fit and good deeds will be rewarded in whatever way
Jonathan feels is appropriate. I am however confident
that by the end of the day you will have a very sore
bottom and I suspect a well fucked cunt and buggered
bottom hole. Now off to the bedroom and change into the
clothes I have left out for you and be quick about it."
I was amazed to see Aunty meekly rise from her chair
and make her way slowly upstairs with just a brief look
back at me, a question in her eyes.
"Up you go Jean; we do not want to start the day with a
spanking." My voice was firm belying the 1,000
questions racing through my mind.
So of she went and I turned to see Jane walking through
to the dining room where she decorously bent and pulled
her tight skirt up to her waist displaying first her
naked buttocks, no knickers today I thought, then, as
she turned, her neatly trimmed bush before she seated
herself on the dining table and laid back, raising and
spreading her legs, exposing her cunt.
"Quickly," she gasped "we just have time for a quickie
before mother comes down again. Fuck me and fuck me
hard; now."
Never one to refuse I moved quickly toward her
unzipping myself as I went. Standing close I presented
my cock to her gaping portals and thrust. God she was
so wet I slid into her hard and fast so that it was
hilt deep in her cunt and she was crying out. Holding
her thighs I carried out her instructions and gave her
a short sharp shagging then dumped a load of come in
her spasming vagina.
Still deep in her I asked her what was going on. Jane
explained and confirmed what I had suspected. During
her childhood her mother had frequently dished out some
quite severe discipline and she recognised that through
our new found relationships that she now had a chance
to get her own back with a bit of help from me.
A noise from the door and I turned to see Aunty stood
meekly in the doorway. What a transformation. Gone were
the twin set and pearls to be replaced by what I can
only assume to be Jane's old school uniform. White
blouse and school tie, a bib fronted gymslip, white
knee socks and black flat soled shoes. Strangely this
did not look too incongruous as Jean's slight form
leant her a waif like look.
"Excellent young lady," said Jane, "now I have a little
cleaning job for you so come over here and kneel down
beside us. Jonathan has just given me a good fucking
and filled me with his come. I do not want to be
leaking all morning so after you have sucked his cock
clean you can lick me out and freshen me up with your
tongue. Jump to it!"
No hesitation, no complaints, just meek acquiescence
from my aged lover.
Jean slowly, arthritis being her curse, dropped to her
knees and as I pulled my cock out of her daughter bent
forward and took its now softening length into her
mouth and sucked me clean; before giving my prick a
gentle kiss on the top and easing it back into my
trousers and zipping me up.
Turning she faced her daughter who was still lying back
on the table, legs braced wide apart her cunt,
glistening with our juices, level with her face.
With her left hand she parted the sticky flaps and
exposed the entrance to Jane's vagina showing a large
dribble of come starting to leak out of it.
Bending forward she ran her tongue up the length of her
slit catching the drip and drawing it into her mouth,
and then swallowed deeply. Back she bent and in an
instant was lapping furiously at her daughter working
her tongue deep into the exposed and slippery hole that
was so open and vulnerable.
I knew from her cock sucking that both her mouth and
tongue were extremely agile and it was not long before
Jane's hand was clasping the back of her mothers head
forcing her mouth harder against her cunt and her hips
were writhing in time to the tonguing she was
receiving.
In a matter of minutes Jane was crying out as she
orgasmed for the second time that day.
With that Aunty sat back and looked up at me, the lower
half of her face covered in the remnants of my come and
Jane's own secretions; a wry smile on her face.
"Well Aunty that was a good girl and I believe you have
had your reward with a small taste of my come." I said.
"Not so," said Jane slowly getting of the table and
lowering her skirt. "My instructions were quite
specific; I told her to clean us both, not bring me
off. Go and bend over the back of the armchair, lift up
your skirt and lower your knickers. Jonathan go and get
your slipper as I intend to give her six of the best
for her disobedience; just as she did to Sheena your
cleaner. Now Mother; do not prevaricate!"
As I removed a slipper from my hold-all I watched as
Jean moved into the lounge and assumed the position
over the back of the armchair before taking hold of the
hem of her gymslip skirt, raising it up onto her back
exposing her bottom now covered in a pair of navy blue
school knickers. I felt my hardness returning as
another of my fantasias stared to be played out before
my very eyes.
"Knickers!" barked Jane and Aunties hands came round
behind again and fingers were hooked into the waist
elastic and slowly pushed the thick fabric down over
the apex of her buttocks and then down her thighs until
they formed a band just above her knees.
"Feet apart, about 12 inches and hands on the seat of
the chair. Do not move while I am slippering you and on
no account must you try and cover your bottom. Any
breach will result in another harder swat from the
slipper. Do you understand?"
"Yes dear," was the quiet reply from Aunty.
Jane held out her hand and I passed her the slipper.
"Is this the one mother used on your cleaner?" a nod
from me, "Good it seems rather fitting do you not
agree?"
She flexed it and tapped the leather sole against her
palm, testing its flexibility and weight. The black
leather upper shone in the sunlight pouring through the
1st floor living room window.
Swiftly she moved over and stood to the left of the
chair over which her mother was so vulnerably bent and
gently tapped the sole of the slipper on Aunties bare
bottom eliciting a little gasp from Jean.
Without warning Jane's arm went up and flashed down.
The room was filled with the sound of leather on naked
flesh as she delivered the first swat.
Jean groaned and wriggled her bottom but managed to
remain bent over and I watched as her cheeks began to
flush red; right at their apex where the first blow had
landed.
UP and down went the arm and the second blow landed
squarely on the right buttock followed immediately by
another to the left. Jean's cries this time were louder
matching the severity of her slippering and her
gyrations were more pronounced but still she remained
bent over the chair.
Jane's hand came down and fondled her mothers glowing
bottom. "So far so good mother, only three more to go
and then it will be all over. Are you beginning to
understand how that poor woman must have felt and
indeed how I have felt each time you spanked me as a
child and even more so recently?"
"Now hold still and let me finish." With that her left
hand came down onto the small of Aunties back holding
her still as in rapid succession Jane slippered her
Mother's bare bottom twice more leaving Aunty gasping.
"Last one mother;" as the slipper was raised toward the
ceiling then brought flashing down to land squarely
across both reddening bottom cheeks with a resounding
"thwack" at which Jean cried out and her hands flew
round to grasp her squirming buttocks trying to sooth
away the stinging that must , by now have been intense.
"Do not move;" said Jane as she produced a safety pin
from her jacket pocket and deftly pinned her mothers
gymslip skirt to the back of her tunic. "Now go and
stand in the corner while Jonathan and I have a cup of
tea and then we will decide what you have to do next."
Slowly Jean raised herself up from her bent over
position and hobbled to the corner where she stood
facing the wall; her bare and well slippered bottom,
exposed and red.
"Hands on your head, now!"
And so she went and made a cup of tea and as we sat I
mentioned to Jane that watching her slipper her mother
had been quite a turn on and that I felt in need of
some relief. To my chagrin she told me it was far to
early for that as she wanted me so worked up when next
we fucked that she had no intention of letting me down
from my current state of arousal for some time to come.
After half an hour Jane let her mother return from the
corner; unpinned her skirt and pulled her knickers up
before sending her off to make us some lunch. Some
twenty minutes later we were eating some very tasty
sandwiches whilst Jane explained her mother's next task
which was to do some simple homework as part of the
role play we seemed to have fallen into with consummate
ease.
Whilst Jean sat at the table, bottom perched on a soft
cushion Jane and I watched a little television and she
proceeded to continue with her efforts to build my
sexual frustration. In full view of Aunty she unzipped
my trousers and extricating my cock proceed to give me
the most frustrating blow job I have ever experienced.
Each time I felt an orgasm approach she would stop
leaving me high and dry, my cock throbbing with
passion. I could see from the look on Aunties face that
she was seething with envy as her daughter gave her
younger lover such a protracted and skilful oral treat.
At last homework was finished and I marked the work
that Jean presented me. It was a pretty poor effort
resulting in marks of 11 out off 20.
Jane wasted no time in pulling out one of the dining
chairs and seating herself promptly pulled dear old
Aunty over her lap into that time honoured position for
dishing out an over the knee spanking.
Up came the gym slip to be folded neatly at the small
of Aunties back then her navy knicks were pulled firmly
up between the cheeks of her rosy red buttocks and then
her spanking began.
The room resounded to the sound of Jane's palm slapping
down on her mothers upturned posteriors. With each slap
Aunty gasped and wriggled but the hand that was pulling
her knickers up tight between her cheeks helped to hold
her still ensuring each spank found its mark and left a
glowing imprint of Jane's palm.
After 30 she stopped and just sat caressing her
mother's bottom and looking like the cat that got the
cream.
"Mmmm I can now see why you spanked me so often as I am
really rather enjoying this although I doubt that you
share my pleasure, do you mother?" Jane purred as she
continued to stroke her mums glowing orbs.
"Now Mother do you remember the first time Jonathan
buggered me when I was in a similar position to that
which you now find yourself in? Well I think it is time
for him to repay the favour. Jonathan go and fetch the
KY you know where it is."
Of I trotted to the bathroom and on my return handed
the tube of lubricant to Jane who deftly parted her
mother's buttocks and flipping up the cap squeezed a
generous helping of the cold jelly into Jean's now
exposed anal opening.
A moment later Jean was groaning as Jane inserted her
middle finger through the tightly clenched muscle that
was protecting Aunties bowels.
I gazed on fascinated by the lewd image created as that
probing finger worked in and out of the tiny hole that
was Jean's anus.
A louder gasp as a second finger was added opening her
wider and then Jane was beckoning me over.
Undoing my zipper I extricated my throbbing cock and
positioned my self directly behind Jean.
Jane grabbed my cock with her right hand whist parting
Jean's buttocks with her left. My cock was positioned
against the sticky opening to her bottom and with
practiced ease I thrust home and all 8" slid deep into
the dark, hot recesses of my 76 year old lover's
bottom.
"Do not come; I want all of that lovely stuff of yours
for myself. A five minute buggering should suffice; now
get to it J."
So bugger her I did with my usual skill, enjoying the
feel of her taught muscle, gliding along my swollen
rod, managing to hold my climax back. While my cock was
sliding in and out of its tight sheath I decided I had
to retake control of this situation so as the five
minutes ended I pulled out and turned to ward Jane at
the same time as I grabbed her by the back of her head
turning her toward me and came; sending thick jets of
come all over her upturned face and into her open
mouth. Jane was soon awash with the stuff which had
gone up her nose and into her hair and eyes and as I
rubbed my softening cock over her face she took it into
her mouth to suck the last drops from the tiny slit in
its head.
It was now time for a breather as we were all drained.
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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