Lay Your Hands on Me: Part 1

Part 38: Lay Your Hands on Me

Chapter 1: (Day 55: Saturday, November 9)

"What do the two of you think you're DOING?" It was the unexpected sound of Susan shouting shrilly.

Alan looked up and saw her sitting up in her chair, shooting daggers at them with her eyes. She was leaning forward, causing her huge tits to sway and jiggle.

Suzanne was up and turned around towards him and his sister as well, but she wore a more amused expression. She managed to preen and pose her naked body sexily while shifting positions.

The two siblings removed their hands from each other as if they'd suddenly touched hot irons.

Susan got up, put on her bikini bottoms (but not her bikini top), and headed in their direction. Even though they'd just been busted, about the only thing Alan could think of was how sexy his mother looked in her minuscule bikini bottoms as she angrily stalked towards them. Her jugs swung from side to side and forward and back with every step as she drew closer.

They listened to the sound of her high heels click-clicking on the concrete as she walked their way.

He was right on the edge of orgasm, thanks to several minutes of rubbing his cock against his sister's pussy while she stroked him, so he was afraid that he'd shoot his load just from the sight of his walking mother. As he realized that ejaculating wouldn't make their predicament any better, he clenched his PC muscle with all his might in a **** attempt to stave off a climax. He thought, At least I had the sense not to fuck Sis. Man, that would have been a total disaster!

Susan folded her arms under her breasts, further pushing out her boobs, and glared.

That made her look even more fuckable to Alan's eyes. Despite his predicament, all he could think was, I wonder if she needs me to apply lotion to those nipples and all over her tits some more. I should point out that they're exposed to the sun and are going to get burned. Maybe I can even put some of my special cream on them. He chuckled silently.

But in fact she was very irate. "Alan Evan Plummer! For SHAME!"

He struggled to focus. His penis repeatedly jerked as it tried to shoot a load, while his PC muscle control barely held it in check.

"Didn't I just finish telling you about no improper touching? And yet I find your big hard cock lying right near your sister's defenseless pussy! And you, Katherine Anne Plummer! You're supposed to ask my permission first, young lady! You're also flagrantly ignoring my wishes and violating the clear boundaries I've set out, jacking him off in your hot little hands, stroking all those inches of his fat cock like it was the most important thing in the world!"

She continued, "Look at you two! Why, Katherine, you could have simply lifted your sexy ass and guided him into your tight pussy, and he would have been pounding you with his fat cock! And what happened to your bikini bottoms?"

Alan was having a hard time, since he found her angry words to be so arousing. He continued his intense clenching.

Katherine looked away in embarrassment. "Um, they kind of slid off."

"Slid off?! Ha! I'll bet. All the way down your legs? I don't think so!"

Katherine figured the best defense was a good offense. "Well, what about you? Why aren't you wearing your bikini top right now? It's right over there." She pointed to where the tiny top lay, near the edge of the pool.

Susan sounded indignant, even though she knew she was on shaky ground on this point. "That's different. It so happens that there's a rule that Alan has total control over what I wear, and we always obey the rules around here. Just like how you need to obey the rules I gave you!"

Katherine pointed out, "But last I heard, Brother said you had to take your bikini bottoms off, and yet you just put them back on."

Susan looked over to Alan, hoping for support.

But he just looked disappointed that she was breaking the rules.

Susan realized she'd lost that round. Peeved, she shimmied out of her bikini bottoms and tossed them aside, so her daughter couldn't complain about her hypocrisy. "Fine," she huffed. She clutched and hid her pussy with both hands, but that just left her massive melons even more exposed. "I forgot he said that, okay? But that doesn't excuse what you were doing!"

"I forgot too!" Katherine claimed defiantly.

He thought, Man oh man! Everybody needs to shut up and go away, or I'm really gonna cum! Mom's getting naked on my whim, even while trying to lecture Sis? It's like a sexy conspiracy against my dick!

Susan wagged her finger, still keeping her angry stance. "I don't think I can trust you two together." She pointed at Alan's crotch. "Just look at your big erection! It's all slippery and slick and wet. And throbbing. And hot. And so long..." Her voice lost its angry edge and grew soft as she kept staring at his exposed boner.

She lost her train of thought. She was nearly overwhelmed with the desire to drop down and shove his thickness deep into her mouth.

He saw the desire in her eyes and the way she licked her lips, and he was so aroused by the idea that her angry rant could be cut short by stuffing his dick in her mouth that his pole twitched even more. He had to redouble his efforts not to cum.

Rallying her resolve, she asked, "Son, can't you make that thing go down? I'm chastising you. Shouldn't this be the kind of time you go flaccid, at least for a little while?"

"Sorry, Mom. But look at Sis. She may well be the most beautiful girl in school. And then look at you. I've got to cope with having a Playboy centerfold of the year as my mom."

Susan huffed in exasperation. "You know I've never been a centerfold."

He pretended to be clueless. "Really? Are you sure about that? Wasn't that you, Miss December, last year?"

She rolled her eyes. "No, it was not." But his flattery was having an effect, and her mood was softening. She again crossed her arms under her hefty rack, striking a determined pose that showed she wasn't falling for his bullshit, but at the same time that completely exposed her pussy. Belatedly realizing this, she quickly dropped a hand back down to cover it.

She thought, He's making me all flustered. I can't let myself be swayed by his clever words and his huge, throbbing cock. I have to be tough! She willed herself back to being angry.

Then she turned her head away from his crotch, looked at Katherine, and continued, "Your sister is all wet too. You two have been up to something. Alan, you're grounded for a week. And not only that, but no blowjobs from me for ... for ... three days!"

She'd meant to say one week for that, as well, but just as she was giving out the punishment, her eyes had drifted back to his erection and she'd decided a week would be far too long for her to take. She licked her lips hungrily. After all, I'm punishing him, not me!

He complained, "Three days?! But what about Tuesday?"

Susan did a mental calculation and realized that Tuesday would be the third day of her punishment. She definitely didn't want to miss out on that. She sheepishly and quietly added, "Counting today." That made her red in the face, but she wasn't about to miss out on a Tuesday full of cocksucking for anything.

His erection still twitched as he teetered on the verge of orgasm, but the sense of imminent climax slowly passed as the disappointment at the punishment set in.

Then Susan turned to Katherine. "And Katherine, my supposed Angel, I was too nice when I lifted your grounding last week. This is how you repay me! I don't know what I'm going to do ... You're grounded for a month! That's right, an entire month! And no helping your brother with blowjobs for that whole time either!"

Alan looked down shamefacedly.

But Katherine maintained a defiant attitude. "What?! What about you..." She was about to launch into how hypocritical her mother had been, given how Susan had just busted through her own boundaries a short while before when Alan was on top of her, but then Katherine realized that she was supposed to have been asleep the whole time. What a gyp!

"What about me?" Susan said angrily.

"Nothing..." Katherine trailed off. She'd rarely seen her mother so angry, and didn't want to exacerbate her tirade and get an even worse punishment. She privately groused, A whole month of punishment for me, and Brother gets grounded for a mere week. That's so unfair, just 'cos he has the tasty penis. Sheesh!

Susan said to her daughter, "I know my punishment sounds harsh, but I'm convinced the two of you would have started actual intercourse if I hadn't happened to look over here."

Alan protested, "We weren't! Honest!"

Katherine vigorously nodded in agreement.

But Susan said, "Argue all you want, but I know what I saw. Katherine, there's just no way you can have such a fat, powerful cock that close to your pussy and not find him balls-deep in me, screaming his name to the sky!"

Katherine was going to point out that Susan had said "in me," not "in you," but decided that wouldn't help any.

Susan said to her daughter in a softer tone, "Look. Being one of his personal cocksuckers is a wonderful thing. Upon reflection, I'm proud that you've stepped up and have been so willing to help out. But there's a big, big difference between that and actual intercourse! I don't want you to commit a grave, terrible sin! You have to learn how to control yourself!"

"How can I learn that if I can't suck on him for an entire month?!"

Susan didn't really have a good answer to that, so she said, "We'll talk about it later."

She went back to her lounge chair, lay down, and tried to cool off emotionally. She poured herself another glass of punch and quickly downed it. She considered putting all or part of her bikini back on, but she decided that rules were rules so she had **** but to stay naked until Alan gave her permission otherwise. Damn, I hate having to get tough with them, but it's for their own good. Not that I'm really being fair, I'll admit. Suzanne and I both got him off, so of course she figures it's okay for her to do it too. But it's different with her.

Look how his cock was nearly at the entrance to her pussy. She's too young and innocent to be able to resist a big, powerful cock like that. That would be real ****, for crying out loud! It's not right. I know I'm probably being too tough, but I have to protect her virginity. I don't think she understands that real, incestuous intercourse could lead her straight to the Gates of Hell. Actually, when I look at it that way, I can't be tough enough!

As usual, Susan's feelings for her son were too passionate for her to see the hypocrisy in her ideas. Jealousy was a big factor in her maintaining a hard line. She knew that if Katherine were banned from blowjobs for a month, she herself would have to help pick up the slack.

Alan sheepishly got up off his sister and retired to his own adjacent lounge chair. This was the first time he'd actually used it for more than a few seconds during the whole afternoon. His erection finally subsided completely after his mother's upsetting buzz-kill.

"Not so fast, Susan," said Suzanne as she stood up and walked over to where the kids sat. Suzanne was still buck naked. She folded her arms as if in a huff, just like her best friend had just done.

Susan pulled her bikini bottoms back on and walked over.

Susan thought that Suzanne would try to defend the two youngsters, but instead Suzanne said, "Those two need to be taught a lesson, but I don't think Katherine got the message. Did you see how she defied you even after you spoke? Here she is, flagrantly violating your orders just after you've grounded her. Not only that, but you heard during the card game with Brenda Katherine's own confession of things she'd done with Alan in secret and against your orders. She's been defying your orders over and over lately, and simply grounding her isn't going to work. In fact, it'll probably just give her more opportunities to fool around with him behind your back!"

Katherine's mouth gaped open wide. Betrayed by Aunt Suzy?! I don't believe it! And after I restrained myself so much, at her request!

"I ... was thinking that," Susan replied sheepishly, "but I couldn't think of any other suitable punishment. It's always worked in the past." In fact, she was bad at giving out punishments because she so rarely had to. Katherine and Alan had always been model children, more out of an attempt to win more of her love and affection than out of fear of punishment. The number of times Susan had been **** to get angry lately was completely unprecedented.

"Sterner methods are needed," Suzanne said firmly. "You're too nice. You need to be made of tougher stuff. Katherine needs to suffer. The only way to drive thoughts of pleasure out of her mind is with pain. She needs a good spanking! It's Pavlovian. Associate her misdeed with an immediate dose of pain, and her body will connect the two together. It's automatic."

Katherine was totally baffled until Suzanne mentioned spanking. Then her eyes lit up as she fondly recalled the spanking Alan had given her just the night before. She started to realize that Suzanne hadn't betrayed her after all. But she wisely kept her mouth shut to see what else the wily redhead would come up with.

"A spanking?" Susan was shocked. "But, but, they're not little children anymore! Is it really the only way?"

"Are you too softhearted to punish her properly?"

"Come on! There has to be another way. Katherine, Angel, you'd never agree to this, would you?"

All eyes turned to her daughter.

"I agree with Aunt Suzy," Katherine replied confidently. "I really need a spanking."

"WHAT?!" Susan nearly yelled in shock. "What's gotten into you? This isn't the Middle Ages!"

"I know, Mom, but I've been naughty lately. Aunt Suzy's right. I've been doing all sorts of terribly naughty things. The only cure is discipline and a firm hand. Literally."

Katherine had begged for another spanking that very morning, so she could hardly believe her luck. Her only concern was that it would be a real spanking and not an erotic spanking like the one Alan had given her. But she knew that Suzanne was the one who'd engineered this whole excellent suntan lotion session, so she figured that Suzanne was probably going somewhere sexual and fun with the spanking idea. She looked up at Suzanne to quell her doubts, and was rewarded with a surreptitious wink.

Alan's penis started to engorge again. He was very careful to cover it with his legs though, because he knew that if Susan saw how much the spanking idea was arousing him, she might get wise.

"You see?" Suzanne said triumphantly to Susan. "How can you disagree with that? Or is it that you don't have it in you to administer the proper punishment?"

"Well, no, that's not it..." Susan was on the defensive now, embarrassed and hesitant. "But ... Maybe it would ... Okay, I'll admit it: I just can't do that to my daughter!"

"I'm willing to help out," Suzanne volunteered. "Is it okay if I administer her punishment?"

Susan finally nodded faintly. She was greatly relieved, because she couldn't imagine spanking anyone, much less her own daughter. Seeing her bikini bottoms on the floor, she picked them up and put them back on. She hoped that would help her from getting too aroused.

Suzanne saw that and waited until Susan had put her bikini bottoms back on. Then she said, "Okay, Susan, take off your bikini bottoms and I'll get started."

"What?! Me? Why? I just put them back on!"

Suzanne said sternly, "Well, you're free to ground Alan, but that doesn't take away his right to decide what you wear. Did he or did he not tell you to take them off a little while ago? I didn't hear him rescind his order. Are we or are we not about obeying the rules?" Suzanne wanted to reassert Susan's sense that Alan was really the one in control.

"Oh, poo!" Susan pouted as she slid her bikini bottoms off again. "Why do I always end up naked and horny? It's not fair!" But her submissive side was quite delighted, and she made sure to put on another sexy show for her son while taking them off. Already her anger with her children was mostly gone, swamped by a general horny feeling. (All the talk about spanking had helped fire her lust.)

As Susan gyrated and writhed her way out of her bikini bottoms in the sexiest way possible, Suzanne said to her, "And watch this spanking closely. It should be instructional to you, because Alan will have to give your ass a stern spanking if you keep flagrantly disobeying the rule on dress."

Susan nearly spontaneously burst into flames, because hearing that made her so hot. She was disappointed that she didn't have more clothes to strip out of.

Suzanne walked over to Katherine's lounge chair. She looked upset and concerned, but she was secretly having a great time. The only thing she was still "wearing" was the small vibrator secretly humming deep inside her (plus her high-heeled sandals). The vibrator didn't provide enough stimulation to send her over the edge, but it kept her close to it, thanks to the other visual and mental stimulation all around her.

"This chair will do," she said of the lounge chair Katherine was lying on. "Katherine, please get up and adjust it so that it lies completely flat. Then lay down with your butt in the air. And take off those silly bikini bottoms so you'll feel the full impact of my hand."

This last comment was completely absurd since Katherine's soaked bikini bottoms were so small that their string was lost deep in her butt crack and would in no way hinder a spanking, but the dazed Susan failed to call Suzanne on it. Susan was too horny, especially since she was imagining herself in Katherine's place and Alan in Suzanne's place.

Soon Katherine lay down completely naked. As Suzanne had ordered, she thrust her butt up about a foot in the air, away from the lounge chair, and wiggled it. She also spread her legs to the very edges of the lounge chair, but she wished it were wider so that she could spread herself even more.

Susan still sat about ten feet away in her own lounge chair and pretended not to be particularly interested. But curiosity compelled her to turn around frequently and watch from behind her sunglasses.

Alan had an even better view of the proceedings since his chair was adjacent to Katherine's. By this time he had given up all attempts at keeping his erection within his European swim briefs. His dick had been stiff for so long that he was getting a real case of blue balls. But he didn't know how to get relief without possibly pissing his mother off some more. Besides, he was tired from all the suntan lotion fun, so he was satisfied for the moment to just watch and see what would happen with the spanking.

Chapter 2

"All right, Katherine, get ready," Suzanne said sternly. "You've been bad and now you have to pay. Keep your butt up and brace yourself." Suzanne raised her hand high in the air, preparing to spank Katherine.

Suzanne brought her hand crashing down, making a great smacking sound.

"Ow!" cried Katherine.

But, in fact, the smack sounded worse than it actually was. At the last second Suzanne had pulled her strike a bit so that the smack was much gentler than, for instance, the first strikes that Glory had given Alan the previous week.

Katherine didn't really mind the pain much, since she had a "hurts so good" attitude about sexual spankings. However, she knew it was important for Susan's sake to keep up the pretense.

Susan watched the first smack, but when the blow actually came, she turned away and closed her eyes. She absolutely abhorred **** of any type. Even though she didn't see the actual strike, she cried out, "Oh, dear! My darling Angel! Suzanne, please, don't be too rough."

Suzanne replied in her sensual, raspy voice, "Sorry, Susan, but that's the whole point. No pain, no gain. Don't worry, though; it'll be over soon."

Curiosity got the best of Susan, so she periodically turned back to look, but only when she guessed it was between strikes. She wanted to make sure that Katherine didn't get hurt too much. Since Katherine was faced towards her, she kept an eye on her daughter's facial expression to see if the punishment got to be too much for her to bear.

As for Alan, he began to lightly stroke himself. He knew that Susan would get extremely upset if she caught him "committing the sin of Onan," but he decided that she was unable to see what he was doing from where she sat. The way Katherine was positioned, with her buttocks a foot high in the air and her legs spread wide, was too blatantly erotic for him to take, and then seeing Suzanne's breasts swing and sway wildly with every swat she made drove what little self-control remained from his brain. He simply couldn't resist.

"Be strong and don't cry out," Suzanne told Katherine sternly. She brought her hand down again from a dramatically high starting point.

This time Katherine kept silent. However, she deliberately made her face grimace in pain.

Susan, from her angle, could see Katherine's face quite clearly. From Susan's vantage point it looked like Katherine was suffering quite badly. The concerned mother winced and bit her lip. She was both concerned and hot, because she was visualizing Alan smacking her ass just like that.

Oh dear! What if I disobey his rules? What if I wear the wrong clothes? Oh my goodness, what if I'd kept my bikini bottoms on, even after Suzanne said something about it? That would probably be me right now, getting my bare ass whopped. Tiger is just so strong and handsome. I think his cock needs to be sucked ... A LOT!

After the second slap, Katherine's butt retreated back flat against the lounge chair. "Keep your butt up so you feel the full ****," Suzanne ordered haughtily.

Suzanne reached under Katherine and pushed her crotch up. Then she left her hand there, inches from Katherine's wet slit. Her fingers slid around a bit until she was delighted to discover the smooth feeling of Katherine's shaved pussy. Against her wiser instincts she began to feel it up a bit more. She knew it was risky with Susan right there, but she was convinced that Susan couldn't see the action from her angle and position.

Katherine didn't offer even the slightest muffle of complaint. Far from it: she let out a distinct but subtle moan of pleasure.

Suzanne and Katherine had never touched each other's privates sexually. Though they hadn't spoken about it, their growing attraction to each other was so strong that Alan could practically feel the waves of desire that radiated from each of them. But Suzanne was in a bit of a fix: probing the girl's slit would require her to reposition her hand into a far too suspicious position.

Suzanne suddenly thought of a way that could help shield her true intentions even better from Susan. "Just a second," she said out loud to Katherine. "Let's see if I can adjust this chair so you don't need to hold your butt up quite so much."

The lounge chair was the kind that had three segments, with two joints to bend. Suzanne got up and adjusted it so that the middle section was elevated while the other two hung down towards the ground. Then she had Katherine position herself towards the foot of the chair.

The overall effect was that Katherine's head hung down one side while her butt hung down the other side of the high middle section. Now, her butt was nearly completely out of Susan's sight, since Susan could see only the top of her butt cheeks.

Suzanne repositioned herself and once again placed her hand underneath Katherine as if to hold her up. But now that she was sure her actions couldn't be directly observed by Susan, she immediately stuck her thumb into Katherine's tight pussy, which was already slick from her juices. By using only the thumb, Suzanne could keep her hand in a position that didn't look too obvious, as the palm of the hand and the other fingers were further away from Katharine's pussy.

Katherine didn't say a word or give anything away by her facial expression, but she was secretly very pleased. She had half-expected that Suzanne would do something like this once she'd heard Suzanne's spanking proposal. Ever since Katherine had fucked Alan for the first time and made out with Kim, she'd started to look at Suzanne in a whole new way.

Lately, Katherine had begun to figure that, because things had been so highly sexed since Alan began his "treatments," it was only natural that everyone in the house eventually would fuck everyone else, sooner or later. She was ready for more - much more, if possible. In the past few days, Suzanne and Katherine had eyed each other, and even sometimes French kissed each other hello and goodbye when Susan couldn't observe (and even once when Alan had seen them), so this kind of intimate contact wasn't completely unexpected.

The horny girl thought, YES! This is great! Suzanne is too hot to be believed, and she's into me! Literally! She giggled out loud at that accidental double entendre, but then she remembered she was supposed to look pained. This is gonna change everything, again. And to think that I'd just concluded that she'd betrayed me.

Alan watched the repositioning closely. The idea of Suzanne fingerfucking his sister mere feet from Susan was too exciting for him to ignore. He got out the suntan lotion, covered his boner with it until it was slippery and shiny, and sped up his masturbation.

Suzanne was the only one in a position to see what he was doing. Her only reaction was a knowing wink.

Suzanne brought her hand down again on the cheerleader's exquisite butt. "That's four," she said. "I think twenty will do."

"Twenty?" Susan asked from her chair, true concern and worry written broadly across her beautiful features. "Don't you think that's being too harsh? It looks like you're really hurting her!"

"Don't worry," replied Suzanne as she began to move her thumb in and out of Katherine's pussy. "It may look like I'm hurting her, but she's not really in so much pain. Right, Angel?"

"Um, right," answered a highly aroused Katherine. After the initial shock of being spanked wore off, she began to find the smacks quite pleasurable, in a weird way. It was just like the night before - the pain of the spankings only heightened her pleasure. If anything, she wanted Suzanne to spank harder, but she couldn't figure out how to convey that without Susan possibly overhearing. She was so ready to orgasm that it was all she could do to not thrust her butt up in the air even more, to accentuate and encourage the movement of Suzanne's fingers.

"But, uh," she added, "although it hurts some, I neeeeeed it! I really do. I've been so very bad! So naughty!" Her long legs writhed and she clenched and unclenched her butt cheeks, along with her saturated pussy walls, squeezing Suzanne's thumb like a small penis.

Luckily, Susan's suspicions weren't aroused despite the enthusiastic and even erotic way Katherine said, "I need it!"

Susan said, "Wait! Hold on! Is this really necessary? I can't stand to watch my darling baby suffer!"

Suzanne looked at Susan. "Necessary? You bet it is. Things have changed around here lately, and without spankings the order will fall apart. With Ron gone, Alan is the man of the house. He can keep us all in line with spankings. Just imagine if you displease your son. Look at Katherine and imagine that's YOU instead, and that Sweetie's the one giving your ass a harsh spanking!"

Susan's eyes went wide. "Oh ... my!" She'd been imagining that already, but hearing Suzanne say it made it much more real. She's right! Tiger's in charge of us now. He needs to be obeyed! And serviced!

Suddenly Susan was far less concerned for Katherine and far more aroused. In her vivid imagination, the naked ass being spanked WAS her ass, and the strong hand swatting it was Alan's hand. She squirmed around in her lounge chair as new gushes of pussy juice flowed down her inner thighs.

But Susan asked, "Suzanne, why would Tiger need to spank me? I'm his mother. I'm the one who's supposed to punish him."

"True. You punish him if he lets you down, but what if you let him down? What if, for instance, you put your own selfish needs ahead of keeping his cock well-drained? Would it not then be his right to spank your disobedient ass?"

Susan's arousal level shot through the stratosphere. Not thinking about the larger implications, she mumbled, "Yes, but..." Her wet thighs rubbed together like they were sticks some Boy Scouts were using to try to light a fire. "Bu-bu-but, does it have to be so many?!"

Suzanne replied, "I imagine that once Sweetie starts to spank you regularly, he won't stop at ten swats, or even twenty. He'll keep going as long as he feels like it, until you've been shown your proper place!"

Susan gasped loudly. "Spank me regularly?!" Oh God! Oh God! Have mercy! She clutched her pussy and came hard. She furtively tweaked her clit to accentuate the climax, hoping the others didn't notice.

Suzanne's thumb continued to probe Katherine's pussy even as she slammed her other hand down onto the insatiable girl's butt.

Katherine almost cried out again, but this time from pleasure, not pain. All the excitement was too much, and she began the first of a series of tiny orgasms.

Suzanne thought, Good God, I love this! I can't believe I've never engaged in sexual spanking when it's this much fun! I thought it would be mildly amusing, plus arousing for her, but it's making me horny beyond belief! I have to do Angel in the worst way! We've got to get inside, away from Susan's prying eyes, and fast.

As Susan watched this latest spanking, she fantasized, Tiger! No! Not so hard! Mommy will be good! Please! Please stop! Mommy will be so good to you, if only you stop spanking my bare ass! Just give Mommy a chance to show how much she loves you! I'll do anything for you. ANYthing! Please bring your big, powerful cock to Mommy's mouth and let me suck it! You're the man of the house now and Mommy needs to serve you! To service you! To keep your cock thick and long and pulsing with pleasure!

Susan kept playing with her clit even after her climax ended. Her naked body was so hot, it was a wonder smoke didn't pour from her ears. She more or less completely forgot that she was outside, where neighbors hypothetically could see her.

Meanwhile, Alan continued to stroke his oiled-up erection. He could see clearly what Suzanne was doing to Katherine, and now both Suzanne and Katherine could see what he was doing to himself, although in her new position Katherine could barely look back in his direction. But everything appeared nonsexual enough from Susan's vantage point, since Suzanne and Alan were both doing what they were doing in such a way as to conceal it from Susan's view.

Suzanne continued to smack Katherine's butt.

Katherine did her best to scrunch her face up so it looked like she was in agony instead of ecstasy.

Suzanne finally abandoned restraint and repositioned her hand so that she could probe with more fingers even deeper into Katherine's pussy.

Susan remained oblivious to that while she got more and more sexually worked up about spankings in general.

Alan finally had to slow down his masturbation. His well-oiled hand, as it slid up and down his wet pole, felt so much better than usual that it was especially torturous to stop, but he had the self-control to hold back. If he had kept on to the point of cumming, it would have led to predictable trouble with his mother.

The problem was, he was ready to ejaculate but he didn't know how he could do it or where the cum should go, given that his mother was so close. Even if he had cum into his hand without making any noise, Susan was so attuned to his cock that he feared she'd be able to smell another load of fresh cum waft through the air, like a bloodhound, and then she'd investigate.

Suzanne reached twenty and came to a halt. "We're all done," she said, and stood up. "You did very well, Katherine, very well."

Just the unexpected sight as Suzanne stood up and the consequent jiggle of her massive pale rack nearly caused Alan to lose it, but he carefully held back at the very edge of his ejaculatory need.

Katherine's orgasms came to an end, but she didn't move from her lewd position with her butt stuck high in the air. She didn't really want the spanking to stop.

"I'm sorry, kiddo," Suzanne said to her.

"Don't be!" Katherine replied quickly. "I deserved it. Mom, did you hear that? I deserved it. I think I've learned my lesson. The naughty women in this house need to be punished and spanked when they've been bad. Can you forgive me now for what I've done?"

Susan was out of it. She was sweaty and in a lusty fog as she dreamed about her son strongly disciplining her ass. The constant shameful awareness that she was buck naked in the outdoors just added fuel to her strongly burning sexual fire. She clenched her pussy, with one finger plunged deep inside her slit. She tried not to move that hand, hoping the others wouldn't notice what she'd been doing.

It took her some long moments to get herself together enough to respond. "Of course you're forgiven, dear," she replied in a shaky voice. "It hurts me so much to see you suffer! If anything, I should have been the one spanked, not you!"

"How do you figure?" Katherine asked.

There was no real reason, except that at the moment Susan had an overwhelming urge to get spanked by Alan. So she mumbled, "Never you mind that." Trying to change the subject, she said more firmly, "Let's hope we never have to do that again to you, Angel. Forget about the extra month's grounding; this spanking was too much punishment already. Well, I suppose I should give you some grounding. You get one week, just like your brother. Suzanne, you're too tough!"

Alan raised his hand quickly, and said, "Wait. A week for me too? I thought you said three days."

"No," Susan corrected with a glare at his obvious attempt at subterfuge and the painful reminder of her own "sacrifice". She pointed to herself. "For three days you don't get any blowjobs from ME."

"Starting today," Katherine added for her mother.

Susan blushed a bit as she recalled her alteration of the punishment to preserve her special Tuesday tradition. "Yes. Starting today." She licked her lips and wiggled her secretly buried finger as she thought about what happened on Tuesdays.

Chapter 3

Suzanne walked around, first one way and then another, as though she was looking around for something on the ground. "It pains me too," she said, "but I think you'll find Katherine will be much more obedient now."

Katherine interjected, looking Alan right in the eye, "Oh, yes. I'll be very obedient. I'll follow orders exactly and do EXACTLY what is asked of me, at any time of day or night." She winked at him and barely suppressed a giggle.

Susan, mistakenly thinking Katherine's words were directed at her, answered, "Um, that's good, Angel. I guess." She was a bit flummoxed by Katherine's strangely enthusiastic obedience and sudden attention to rules, and wondered about the power of a spanking.

What if that happens to me?! She pictured herself telling her son, "Yes, sir! Mommy has learned her lesson. I'll never disobey you on anything! Look at my red, well-spanked butt cheeks. That just shows you're the big strong MAN around here, and Mommy will obediently serve your cock without question! I'm nothing but your tit ****! Play with my big tits right now, please! Pinch my nipples and make me scream!" YES! Mmmm! God help me, but YES! That is just so right!

She found herself nearly creaming all over again, as she diddled her pussy even more blatantly. She thought, I pray I can go inside soon and get out of this sexual inferno! Everything that's happening out here just gets me more worked up than before! Too hot!

Suzanne announced, "Now that the punishment is over, we should soothe Angel's sore butt. I'm looking for the suntan lotion, but I don't think that'll be good enough." She scanned the ground, but, in fact, she'd been thinking ahead and had secretly hidden the bottle a few minutes earlier.

She looked up at Alan with a curious glint in her eye. "Sweetie, can you run into the house and find some appropriate cream to soothe a red butt?" As she said the word "cream," she looked directly at his exposed erection. She winked to make sure he understood the covert message she'd just given him.

He got the message loud and clear. "Definitely. I know just the thing." With a conspiratorial nod, he stuffed his erect dick back into his minuscule bathing suit and began to run back into the house. However, his stiff hard-on bounced back out immediately, which led him to hold it against his abdomen as he ran.

As soon as he reached the bathroom, he resumed stroking his erection with one hand and started to rifle through cabinets for an empty jar with the other. He opened cabinets and began to test bottles by their weight. He found a few that felt nearly empty. He reluctantly took his hand off his pole because he had to use two hands to open the jars. One was a skin moisturizer which had just a little bit of lotion still in the container. The lotion was white and creamy and it had a wide cap too - perfect for his needs.

His steel-hard erection was more than ready to shoot after he'd watched Katherine's spanking and heard her proclaim her total obedience to him. But just to be sure, he fantasized about spanking Susan, Suzanne, and Katherine in turn as they lay naked and bent over in line. That did the trick.

He ejaculated into the jar, firing a surprisingly large load, considering how many times he'd cum earlier that day.

His whole body shook as stream after stream of hot cum shot into the jar. Oh God, that feels good! he sighed with great relief. I really needed that. Too many fuckin' sexy and stacked naked ladies outside who need to be spanked! Phew! Fuck! Man, that was some bad blue balls.

He mixed his warm cum in with the cool, white lotion, stirring it with a finger. There were about equal amounts of each. He chuckled. If Mom only knew that I just committed the heinous "sin of Onan", she'd blow her top. Heh!

He rolled his eyes over the whole "Onan" silliness. Maybe I'd be the one who got spanked. Not that that would be so bad, probably. I'll bet Aunt Suzy would find some sneaky way to make it fun and orgasmic. She's great!

The whole process only took about three minutes, since he had cum so quickly. He rushed back outside and found Suzanne already massaging Katherine's butt.

Susan was turned around and apparently sunbathing with closed eyes, content that the spanking situation had been resolved. She was glad that all the sexual excitement was over and that the group could have a "normal" time outside on a nice, sunny day. It was true that she was still naked, and so was everyone else, but she secretly kind of liked that. For the first time in ages, she remembered that the radio was playing, and tried to focus on just enjoying her new-found love of rock and roll. She tapped her feet and sang along with the catchy "na, na na na na" chorus of Wilson Pickett's "Land of 1,000 Dances."

But, from Suzanne's point of view, the sexual fun had just begun. Susan's distracted state allowed Suzanne to have more fun with Katherine. She sensually ran her hands all over the girl's impressive curves.

"Sorry it took a while," Alan said to Suzanne as he walked back to her side. He looked down at what Suzanne was doing to Katherine's pussy, then looked over at his oblivious and nude mother, and grinned.

Susan's heart skipped a beat when she saw her son standing there naked in the light of the sun. He wasn't that muscular, and his penis was flaccid, but in her eyes he looked like some kind of strong Greek god. She sat up and preened, thrusting her bare melons forward, hoping he'd notice her some more.

But he looked at Suzanne first and handed her the jar.

Suzanne put a dab in her hand, brought it to her nose and smelled it. She smiled widely and winked at him.

Once again, he winked back.

"This is just the kind of lotion I was thinking of," she said loudly enough for Susan to hear. "My favorite brand."

She pulled her fingers out of Katherine and walked around in front of her. She held the cum/lotion in front of Katherine's nose.

Katherine took one good whiff and smiled grandly. "Mmmm! Yum! My favorite brand too. Especially when it's fresh."

Suzanne winked again. "Me too." She looked at Alan significantly. "In fact, it's the only brand I use."

Then, with a glance to make sure that Susan still wasn't paying attention, Suzanne took a dab from the jar and put a little bit into her mouth. Then she took a bigger dab, stuffed it into Katherine's mouth, and briefly plunged her fingers in and out of Katherine's mouth as if her bunched fingers were a penis.

Katherine smiled even more widely as she turned her head towards Alan and winked at him. Apparently it was a good day for winking.

Alan wanted to help Suzanne with the sexy fun, but he felt obliged to return to his lounge chair, since he would have no good excuse for why he had to help massage Katherine's butt if his mother turned around to see. Now that she'd calmed down, he didn't want to give her any reason to increase her punishments.

Susan was frustrated when Alan lay back down, because she loved the sight of him walking about naked. Even though his penis was flaccid, she'd found herself wondering if maybe he'd need some "special help" soon, only to remember that she'd banned herself from giving him any blowjobs until Tuesday. She was already starting to rue that. With Alan out of sight, she closed her eyes and relaxed.

Suzanne rubbed the cum-lotion mix into Katherine's skin while she continued to finger her deeply. The vibrator in Suzanne's own pussy continued to shake and buzz quietly, which made Suzanne want to do even nastier things. She was tempted to put some of Alan's cream on her fingers and then push them into Katherine's pussy, but she didn't know if Katherine was taking her birth control pills consistently or not, so she abstained. Even so, she found the idea of feeding Alan's cum into his sister's pussy highly arousing.

Suzanne used up most of the 'cream' within a few minutes, but she continued her ministrations for another good fifteen minutes.

Katherine's butt bucked up into the air over and over again - she lost count of how many times she'd climaxed (though always without a sound). Whenever she was on the verge of another orgasm, she would nod and Suzanne would respond by stuffing a hand in her mouth so she wouldn't scream. That naturally would lead to a face fuck with Suzanne's fingers and, before long, Katherine would have to cum again. So Suzanne had her hand in Katherine's mouth as often as not.

It was lucky, too, that Susan wasn't looking toward Katherine anymore, because Katherine's second round of orgasms soon created a flood of pussy juice which rained down onto the lounge chair's cushions and dripped over one side onto the ground. Susan was drifting towards sleep, but she was still too aroused from her earlier fun to fall asleep completely. The way she kept shifting positions showed that she might stir at any time.

What Suzanne was doing to Katherine grew so obvious that, eventually, Alan tossed a towel towards them to help. Suzanne used her foot to position the towel over the puddle they were making, to make things look less obvious and also to muffle any sound of dripping pussy juice.

After a while, Alan's overtaxed penis grew hard yet again, since he had a front-row seat for a buck-naked Suzanne endlessly fondling Katherine's equally-naked body. But in an attempt to pace himself, he refrained from touching his cock. Eventually he gave up and began to stroke it slowly as he continued to enjoy the show, but he made sure not to get too excited. He'd already cum seven times that day, and he knew the day was far from over.

After some minutes, Katherine raised her hand in a "cry uncle" gesture of surrender. Suzanne wasn't sure if it was because Katherine couldn't take any more pleasure or if she had concluded that the massage had gone on for too long and was worried about their being caught. (In fact, it was mostly because she couldn't take any more.)

Spanking Katherine had taken Suzanne to the edge of orgasm, and the fact that she'd been rubbing Katherine's butt with her brother's semen had moved her even closer to the edge. So now that Katherine wanted to stop, she made sure to bring herself off. She brought a finger to her own clit, expecting to rub it, but the mere act of touching it set her off. As her body bucked with pleasure, she looked over at Alan's rigid penis, then up to his face, and winked yet again. She spread her legs wide to avoid falling and managed to stay upright, even though her self-induced orgasm was fantastic and prolonged.

"That should do it for now," Suzanne said as she popped her fingers out of Katherine's pussy. She considered it fortunate that the rock music on the radio covered up such tiny sounds. "Does your butt feel better?"

"Much. Soooo much better!"

"All right. If we want your red marks to go away quickly, we should do that again soon. Sweetie, I used up nearly all of that cream. Do you think you could find some more?" She winked as she said this.

"I think there's a whole other jar," he lied. He was really turned on by how much his seed had been spread around today.

"Good," Suzanne said officiously. "Angel, in another hour I'll come by and we can do it again in the bathroom, with more of Sweetie's special cream. How does that sound?" Suzanne was still envious of how much pleasure Susan had gotten from Alan's lotion application. She was determined to keep the sexual games going until she'd cum at least as much as either Katherine or Susan had.

"Sounds great. I'm ready to do it whenever you are. Whatever you say. I'm very obedient now, thanks to your spanking." Had Susan listened, she might have wondered at the way Katherine said "do it".

Katherine realized that in the bathroom they could do almost anything, now that the ice had been broken between her and Suzanne. She looked forward to a hot session of Sapphic lovemaking, with a chance to finally explore every inch of Suzanne's perfect body. She particularly couldn't wait to feel Suzanne's experienced and extraordinarily long tongue at work.

Suzanne announced loudly, "I've had enough of the sun. This heat is too much for my pale, nude body. I'm going to go inside. Susan, there's still a little bit of cream left over. Would you like me to put some on you? It's really quite exquisite skin moisturizer, and after sunbathing for so long, it's good to put something on to prevent wrinkling." She had kept a little corner of the cream untouched in the hopes of rubbing the son's cum into the mother.

She had a really naughty desire to stuff it up Susan's pussy, but she didn't see how she could get away with that. Susan needed excuses to justify her behavior and that of others, and there was no plausible justification to do that, no matter how horny she got.

Susan stirred and opened her eyes. "No thanks. Maybe later. I think I'll go inside also. Maybe take a shower. This sun is beginning to tire me out too."

"Sounds good. Can I use the shower in the other bathroom?" asked Suzanne.

Katherine and Alan also got up, and the four of them made their way back inside.