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Carol's Understanding
by EzRiter (ezriter@hotmail.com)
***
A mother catches her daughter having sex with her bosses
son and is indignant and dispenses corporal punishment
on the spot. She soon wishes that she had stayed her
hand when she finds that her boss feels her punishment
was uncalled for. (MmFf, ped, bd, ds, spank)
***
Carol Davis sat at her desk sipping coffee, her mind
whirring like a computer. She knew Jack Williams, the
president of the company where she was employed, would
be calling her sometime today and she knew why. Since
she'd joined the company a year ago, she had tried to
get him to approach her.
She knew he had noticed her, but, for some reason, he
never came on to her. He was so handsome, so powerful,
so rich, masculine, all the characteristics any woman
would want in a husband. And, Carol wanted him deeply.
He was her fantasy, a fantasy she was determined to make
a reality.
Every woman had tried to get him to the altar, but,
since his divorce six years ago, he was a confirmed and
determined bachelor. She knew he fucked every woman he
met, every woman he wanted, at least. She had believed
if she could just get him to approach her, talk to her,
she could be the one. When the opportunity came to get
his undivided attention, she leapt at it.
"Carol, Mr. Williams wants to see you now!" The intercom
sang out to her and she smiled. She took a deep breath,
downed the last of her coffee, and stood, straightening
her skirt before walking down the hall to the executive
offices.
Jack Williams had his secretary call Carol Davis in
accounting, asking her to report to him immediately. As
he waited for her to appear, he thought about her, about
what he knew and what he had found out from his son and
Human Resources.
Carol was thirty-five, divorced, with two lovely
daughters, Amy, 17, and Ashley, 15. They looked like
their mother, which is to say five three or four, full,
feminine, hourglass figures with lovely ass and legs and
full breasts, brown hair, very light brown eyes, pretty
smiles. To top it off, Carol had a great personality and
was a hard working, competent woman. Her immediate
supervisors could not say enough nice about it. And,
Jack's son was in awe of the woman.
"You wanted to see me, Mr. Williams?" Her voice and body
language were sexy, soft, subdued, like the mewing of a
kitten wanting to be cuddled. Jack Williams shivered,
feeling his cock stirring in his pants.
"Come in, Carol. Shut the door behind you. I do not want
to be disturbed," he said in his best executive,
commanding tone.
He could see a slight blush rise in her, with a sheen of
sweat on her chin. Her eyes looked frightened. Her
lovely breasts were rising and falling under the tight
blouse she wore, her nipples plainly visible and erect.
Carol saw his glance burn into her breasts.
She had dressed for him to see her this way, a pushup
bra to maximize her size and leave her nipples bare to
press through the thin material of her blouse. Jack
wondered what her breasts would feel like against his
palms. He could see the firm, shapely thighs under her
tight short skirt. As she crept forward to slide in the
chair in front of his desk, he could not believe no one
had taken that fine flesh home with him. He could not
believe he never had never done it. "How could I ignore
that?" he asked himself in disbelief.
He waited. She was getting more nervous by the minute,
fidgeting, squirming in her chair, knowing each movement
was sending him the messages she wanted him to have.
Finally, she blurted out:
"Mr. Williams, what is this about?"
"You know. Tell me."
"Please, Mr. Williams! I meant no harm. It is just...
well... you are a parent! You understand. Please, tell
me you understand!"
He gave her his best, coldest professional stare. What
he wanted to do was to fuck her silly. His cock was
fully erect now, twitching, as he watched her sit
submissively, suggestively, before him.
"You better start at the beginning."
"I got home last night about four. I had not left work
without permission, Mr. Williams. Walt lets us off early
when we get the financials out. Sort of a reward. Amy
was there with your Bill. They were on the couch...
partially undressed."
She stopped, her eyes sending him messages as the
tension built.
"He had her jeans down to her knees. His hand was, you
know..."
"No. I don't know."
She looked as if she wished for a hole to crawl into.
"His hand was... was..." She took a deep breath. "...
wasonhervagina."
"What? I did not understand you?"
"Please, Mr. Williams. Don't do this to me." She was
whimpering.
"Where was his hand?"
Jack was getting a great, perverse, pleasure out of
watching her squirm in embarrassment. She acted like she
would have given a year's salary to be allowed to crawl
away from this, but, he was not letting her off that
easily. He was enjoying her embarrassment and discomfort
too much.
"On her vagina."
"You mean her pussy?"
"Mr. Williams!" She looked directly at him, her eyes
wide and dilated.
"Well?"
"Yes." Her voice was a whisper.
"Say it. Say 'your son's hand was on my daughter's
pussy'."
"Don't! I cannot say that. Please, Mr. Williams, I beg
you."
"Say it, Carol."
"No. Please... please."
She was so pathetic, so desperate, so submissive and
erotic as she begged him, he felt the need boiling in
him like a teakettle.
"Go ahead!" he said with a smirk.
"Bill is such a handsome boy, so strong and masculine.
Amy is so taken with him. I can see how she would be.
I... I was afraid of what they might do. Her bra was
off. I could see her lush, full, breasts, the rose
colored nipples so hard, so urgent in their need as he
played with them. He was naked. She was playing with
his..."
"...cock. Say it, Carol! Cock!"
"No. Please, Mr. Williams."
"Say it!"
"Cock. Oh, migod." She groaned in embarrassment and gave
him a very shy, but sexy and submissive smile. He
quivered, squirming in his chair to relive the pressure
of his turgid cock.
"So, you spanked my son. You gave my sixteen year old
son a spanking with a hairbrush!"
"Yes, sir. Oh, god, please, Mr. Williams, I am so sorry.
Don't fire me. Please. I am a single mother. I have no
man to care for me, or, for me to shower with my own
strong desire to care. Please, Mr. Williams, I need..."
She began to sob quietly.
"Did you spank Amy?"
"No, sir. I was so shocked at my spanking Bill... she
should be spanked and I told her I would do it tonight!
I will! I will spank her beautiful, naked bottom! I was
not singling our Bill; she was just as guilty. She has
such a lovely bottom, Mr. Williams. It is hard and firm,
jutting, so deserving of the hairbrush or of a man's..."
She blushed and quivered, and, again gave him that same
smile.
Jack Williams did not move. His cock was so hard it
would be obvious to her as he relished her embarrassment
and discomfort. And, his mind was reeling at the
prospects, at the vision she painted of her daughter.
"I understand you spanked his bare bottom."
"Yes, sir. Mr. Williams, please, he was naked. He is so
good looking, almost as good looking as his fath... oh,
dear...."
Jack Williams felt the sweat break out on his forehead.
His need was growing.
"And, he came on your leg."
She groaned like a dying animal, as if embarrassment
could kill, we would be having her funeral. She put her
face in her hands and slowly leaned over until her head
was touching her knees. He heard her pathetic sobbing
which was having an extremely erotic effect on him as he
waited for her. Finally, she sat up, twisting her
handkerchief nervously.
"What are you going to do to me?"
"What would you suggest?"
"Mr. Williams, I am sorry I lost my temper, but, she is
my daughter. You understand? As a parent, you
understand, don't you?"
"I understand parents cannot lose their temper with a
child."
"I will do anything you say. I know I have done wrong. I
will gratefully accept whatever punishment you have for
me. Please, Mr. Williams. I am helpless and at your
mercy, sir, just tell me what you want of me."
He believed her. She would do anything. And, he was damn
sure she knew exactly what "anything" meant.
"Carol, it is only fair since you spanked Bill, that I
should spank Amy."
"You what!"
"I will give Amy her spanking. You gave Bill his."
"Mr. Williams, she is a 17 year old. I don't think she
is a virgin. I think... well, with her lush, rich
woman's body and... I know her hormones are raging, that
she wants a man in her just like I.... oh, no! I...
she... maybe, Bill is the one who.... Oh! She'll die
from embarrassment! Please don't do that to my daughter.
You don't want to see her naked and spanked, squirming
and red from the hairbrush on her tender young flesh. It
might even arouse... the spanker could tell... the
wetness between... please, I beg you, don't do that to
her."
She watched him, saw him squirm, saw the need he could
not hide. Again, she gave him a smile, a smile which
said, "I am extremely sexual and very submissive. I
would surrender joyfully to the right man."
Finally, he gasped out: "Fair is fair. It is now four
fifteen. Go home. Get Amy and your hairbrush you used on
Bill. Go directly to my house. Amy knows where it is."
"Please, sir. I know I did wrong, sir. Please, don't
punish Amy for my wrong doing."
"I will rethink her spanking. Now, go!"
"Yes, sir. Mr. Williams, thank you for not firing me."
"Carol believe me when I say I would never fire you for
this. This is between two parents and two children; this
is between a man and a woman."
"Thank you again. You are a good and kind man, the kind
of man any woman would love to serve," she whispered
before she turned towards the door. He watched her firm,
lovely ass swaying suggestively under the super tight
skirt as she slowly walked away. He waited until she had
her hand on the knob.
"Carol?" She turned to look at him. "Yes, sir?"
"Did you orgasm when Bill came on your leg?"
She made a horrible rasping sound, shaking as she turned
away, not moving.
"Did you?"
"Mr. Williams, don't make me admit that... don't make me
admit how my body reacted to the feel of his big, hard,
cock on my leg... please, I have very strong needs.... I
need a strong man... but, don't make me... please!"
"It is alright, Carol. Go now. I will see you shortly."
He had spoken very softly.
After she ran from the room, Jack Williams sat at his
desk, his mind making award winning fantasies of Carol
and her daughter.
When Jack Williams opened the door at his house later
that day, Carol and Amy looked like two criminals on
their way to the electric chair, except they were both
dressed in tight, short dresses, which revealed the
feminine treasures they each possessed in abundance.
"Good evening, ladies!"
"Hello, Mr. Williams," they said in unison. Amy turned a
thousand shades of red. Carol was pale. Both looked
erotic and submissive, like two lambs being led to the
slaughter, a slaughter they desired.
He escorted them into the living room and called Bill to
come down. When they saw the two big straight chairs in
the center of the room, they both pulled back as if the
devil was sitting there. When Bill came down, he was
holding the big flat hairbrush Jack's mother had used
both on her hair and on his bottom when he was a kid.
Jack took the two hairbrushes and put one on each chair.
Carol's eyes got wide and she shook her head no in
begging comprehension.
"Would you like a drink, Carol? Bourbon perhaps?"
"Please, Mr. Williams."
"Call me Jack. How about a Coke, Amy?"
"Thank you, sir."
She was being perfectly behaved as only a child
anticipating a spanking can be. Bill slipped to her
side, putting his arm around her for comfort. Jack saw
Amy turn to Bill, pushing her lush body against his, her
leg between his brushing against his cock as she
squirmed against him, her breasts crushed against his
chest. When Jack returned with the drinks, Carol downed
hers before he could sit down on the couch beside her.
He could feel the couch shaking from her nervousness.
"Carol, what is your understanding of why you and Amy
are here tonight?"
"My understanding?"
"Yes, Carol. Your understanding."
"I understand, Mr. Williams. So, does Amy. Don't you,
honey?" Amy nodded her agreement as Carol gave Jack that
embarrassed, sexy, submissive smile again. As Jack
watched Amy, he saw the sexuality in her rise, the need,
the desire in this seventeen year old vixen. This was
not a shy child. This was a very sexual young woman.
Jack hoped his son had been fucking her. But, whether he
had or not, Jack planned to fuck her tonight.
"What is that understanding?"
"You will punish Amy for being bad. She is to get a
spanking. A spanking on her bare, hard, lily white
bottom with a hair brush which will make her squirm and
plead for the strong man giving it to fu... stop."
Carol, restraining a grin, watched as Jack spasmed at
the thought. He shook his head to regain control.
"Amy was not bad. She was being a sensual young woman
exploring sex.
That is not bad."
Amy stifled a squeal. Bill held her to keep her from
jumping up and down.
"It's not?" Carol whispered.
"No. Sex is wonderful. In fact, I feel very guilty about
not teaching Bill about sex. I have let him down. Have
you taught Amy?"
Carol could not speak. She just nodded "no" as the kids
stared at her open mouthed.
"I think Amy and Bill should be allowed to explore sex
all they want and I give them my permission to use my
house any time."
"Alright!" Amy cried before Bill grabbed her, his hand
covering her mouth.
"Then, why are we here?"
"Well, I do believe in spankings. Carol, you lost your
temper, you spanked my child without permission, and you
did not teach your daughter about sex. It seems to me
you are the one who needs to be spanked."
"Me? You want to spank me?" She began to quiver, rubbing
her bottom on the couch as if she could already feel the
hairbrush landing there. Then, she looked at him with
embarrassment, with submission, with need. Jack could
feel his heart pounding out of control.
"Yes. And, Amy. But, you first."
"Please, can I speak to you in private, just we adults?"
"Why?"
"Well, I... I just... the children are here and I want
to say... Mr. Williams... Jack, I..."
"The children are adults. Neither are virgins." Jack
turned to Amy and Bill.
"Well?"
"We have had sex, Dad. We gave each other our
virginity."
"See, Carol. Now, they deserve to be taught about sex,
as I said earlier. So, they can hear whatever you have
to say."
"Jack, I understand you wanting to spank me. I want you
to spank me... on my bare bottom. I want you to spank me
with the hairbrush and your hand so I can feel... But,
it would not be fair to me."
You could hear a pin drop as they waited for Carol to
continue.
"Children, I am going to use adult words."
"We know the words, Mom. Go on! Say it! We all want to
know!"
Carol leaned towards Jack, taking his hands in hers. Her
blouse gaped open, giving him a view of her bountiful
breasts.
"Jack, if you spank me, if you turn my bottom red as I
lay over your lap with my hands tied behind my back so I
cannot escape you... as I struggle and moan, pulling
helplessly against my bondage, as I feel the tingling in
my reddening ass, then... then, Jack, it will make me so
horny... you will have to fuck me! I will need your cock
in my pussy so desperately... your big, strong, hard
cock pounding my sweet, wet, pussy. Please... don't be
cruel to me. You are not cruel enough to spank me and
not fuck me, are you?"
"No," he croaked.
"And, Amy... she will need to fucked, too, whether she
is spanked or not. Either Bill or you... or, yes, both.
It would be a way to teach them about sex.... I could
teach Bill as you teach Amy... and, be a reward for all
of us. We want you to spank us, Jack. We both want to be
naked and bound over your lap, but, we both want you to
fuck us... fuck us long and hard and strong... please!"
Carol smiled knowingly at Jack as he sat on the couch,
his wide unblinking eyes and uncomprehending face as he
reeled... and, she reeled him in like a fisherman with a
trout on a dry fly.
"Jack, I need you to fuck me whether you spank me or
not. All this talk... all this thinking... please, fuck
me."
"I need it, too, Mr. Williams. I need to be fucked. I
want your hard cock in me, your big hard cock... and
Bill's, too. Please, Mr. Williams, I want both of you to
fuck me," Amy pleaded.
The two ladies stood as one, and unzipped their dresses.
They waited. Slowly, simultaneously, the dresses slipped
to the floor revealing two lovely women, braless and
pantyless, wearing only garter belts and stockings with
their high heels. If their sheer naked bodies were not
proof enough of their desires, the men could see their
pussies were already wet with the juices of their
desires.
"Please, fuck us!" they moaned.
*+*
"Okay, mom. Tell me what happened next."
"Ashley, you have heard this story before. Anyway, our
wedding is tonight. You will have a much better
understanding in the morning."
"Please, Mom."
"Oh, alright. Jack and Bill were frozen. They could not
move. Amy and I had undressed, slowly, sexily, as women
should always undress for their men."
"We will teach you have to strip, sis."
"I knelt between Jack's legs, cupped his hard cock
through his pants as I gazed into his eyes. I said,
'Please, Jack. Fuck me.' They went wild. We had them out
of control. They ripped their own clothes off. Oh,
Ashley, Jack is a magnificent lover. His cock is... you
will see tonight, honey."
"They fucked us right there. On the floor in the den as
we lay side by side. Fucked us like wild men, Ashley.
Bill had never been that hard. Mr. Williams grabbed Mom,
slamming her on the floor. No foreplay but nobody needed
any. 'Please fuck me!' mom squealed, opening her legs
for him. He jammed in on one thrust and Mom came. You
did come, didn't you, Mom?"
"Oh, yes. I sure did not fake that! I came when he first
entered me with that big cock of his. I must have come
ten times before he was through with me."
"Bill was so enthralled watching them, I had to pull him
on top of me."
"I wish I had been there. I feel I got left out."
Carol hugged her younger daughter reassuringly before
continuing.
"Migod, Ashley, when Jack exploded I felt a gallon of
cum was being pumped into me. He collapsed, his weight
so good on me, his cock slowly softening. I just held
him in my arms, enjoying him and my afterglow. After we
recovered, the men just looked at each other. I said to
Jack, 'Perhaps, this is a good time for me to teach Amy
about girl on girl sex, while you men recharge'."
"You should have seen their faces, Ashley. Mom crawled
over me and lowered..."
"Oh, I have done that. What happened then?"
"Well, they watched as Amy and I sixty-nined. We both
came again from that, didn't we, honey?"
"Yes, mom. You are a good pussy eater!"
"Thank you, honey. So are you! Jack rolled me off Amy
and kissed me, long, hard, demanding. 'Ready for your
spanking?' he asked so lovingly I thought I would melt.
'I am ready for whatever you want to do to me,' I
replied truthfully. Jack spanked me and Bill spanked
Amy. It was delightful. Bill followed his dad's lead. It
was obvious Jack had spanked women before. He knew
exactly how.... he does that so well, like he does
everything else. Our desire was building with each
spank. In fact, I came twice from the spanking. We all
went upstairs and..."
"Swapped. Mr. Williams grabbed me, threw me on the bed
and slammed into me doggie style. I thought it was
coming out of my mouth it is so big. Bill fucked Mom.
They could not believe we were so hot, so welcoming of
what they wanted."
"I can hardly wait!! Am I really going to get fucked by
him tonight, Mom?"
"Yes. Your virginity is my wedding present to him."
"I was the bait, you mean. The bait that got him to
propose to you."
"Well, offering three women for his unlimited use, one
of whom is a virgin, was more than the man could resist.
He is quite a catch, Ashley. Handsome, rich..."
"... has a big cock, fucks like a wild man. And, don't
forget, Bill he is damn good, too. We get both of them.
We are going to move in to a mansion with two wild
studs, be rich, and, get our eyes fucked out all the
time. It is like being in heaven."
"Mom, you are something! Every woman in town tried to
hook Mr. Williams, but, you landed him. You are the one
who got him to the altar."
"You just have to understand men, Ashley. I will teach
you that. We just won't tell the men we understand how
to get them to do what we want."
*+*
It was a small private wedding held at the home of the
groom, attended by just the bride and groom, his son and
her two daughters. The bride wore a white wedding dress
made of a fine mesh, making it almost transparent. The
dress was form fitting, covering her from neck to toe,
except for the scoop neckline, revealing her lovely
neck, and, everything else.
The two bridesmaids wore identical outfits in a soft,
pastel pink. The groom and his best man wore black,
traditional tuxedos. The minister finished the ceremony.
The groom kissed his bride, and the minister left. The
best man opened champagne.
"To my beautiful bride and her two equally beautiful
daughters," Jack beamed, holding his glass high. "To
you, my love, my husband and master," the bride replied
wantonly. The best man retrieved a small wooden box,
brought it to the groom and opened it. He removed a gold
chain necklace, with a diamond solitaire. The bride
stood as he put it around her neck, locking it with a
key in the nape. She raised her head to be kissed.
"Now, I want to open my wedding present from you," the
groom whispered in her ear. She smiled sensually and
kissed him again. The bride took her daughters by the
hand and led them towards the master bedroom.
Ashley could not stand still, shifting from one foot to
the other, her eyes flitting from person to person,
wringing her hands as Jack and Cathy undressed each
other and Bill and Amy did the same. "Hurry," she
muttered under her breath as she watched the others
slowly stripping.
They all stopped when Ashley audibly gasped when she saw
Jack's cock.
"Mom," she whispered, "will that fit in here?"
Naked, Cathy was on her knees in front of Jack, having
just removed his boxers. Amy, working slower, was
kneeling in front of Bill.
"Yes, baby. Don't worry. Jack is a magnificent lover."
After helping Cathy to her feet, Jack moved in front of
Amy. He kissed her long and hard, playing with her
shaven pussy and her firm ass. She groaned when he broke
the kiss. Taking a necklace identical to the one her
placed on Cathy's neck, he put it around her neck and
locked it with a key. "Thank you... master," she
whispered.
Jack moved to Ashley. Again, a necklace was placed
around her neck.
She, too, thanked him.
"Now, Ashley, I am going to fuck you," he said gently,
stroking her beautiful face.
"It's about time!!" she barked, surprising them all with
the loudness.
Jack began undressing Ashley. She felt her mother's
hands on her back slide down to her pussy, the long
fingernails stroking her between her legs. She turned
her head to receive Bill's kiss as his hand crushed a
breast. Jack lifted her in his arms and laid her back,
crawling between her legs. Her mother and her sister
each took a leg, pulling them back, opening them,
holding her ready.
She came on his entry which ripped her hymen.
*+*
Three months after the wedding, Carol lay on her back,
naked, in the big bed where she and Jack slept. Her eyes
were soft and loving as she waited for Jack and Amy to
cool down from the wild fuck they had as they lay beside
her.
"Good night, Jack. Good night, Mom," Amy said as she
kissed each one of them. They watched as she slipped out
of bed and walked out. She was naked and they could see
the cum glistening on her leg.
Jack rolled over. Slowly, methodically, he pulled her
hands over her head. She smiled sluttlishly as he
crossed her wrists over her head and pinned them there
with his hand. She stared up into his eyes as his other
hand stroked her thigh. Ashley's screams of orgasm as
she was being fucked by Bill floated through the house.
"Happy?"
"You know I am. Jack, this is more than I imagined. You
have been so wonderful to all three of us. No women have
ever appreciated a man more."
He kissed her hard, a driving, demanding kiss, as he
crushed her into the mattress, his fingers playing
roughly with her pussy. He gave her an evil grin.
"I appreciate you, too, and I understand you, just as
you understand me. Do not think you manipulated me into
doing something I did not want to do."
"What do you mean?" she asked, eyes innocent.
"I mean, your setup that got me to propose was perfect,
but... I understood what you were doing. I could not
believe it but I understood. I do not want you to think
you can get away with anything and ruin a perfectly good
marriage for both of us. In other words... you made
promises. You need to be sure to deliver!"
"I understand, but, we both know I did not really trick
you. And, we both know I will be submissive and loving
as I promised. So will my girls. You have three
submissive, slutty women to serve your every need. But,
it is more than that for me. Do you understand how much
I really want and love you?"
"Yes. Do you understand I feel the same way."
"Yes, I understand."
"Good. Understanding is essential for a good marriage."
END
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real
life" can look forward to many unproductive years
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their
local prison system.
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