Pierre le Valle - Yes, My Darling Daughter!

“Coming to tuck me in later, mummy?” she murmured as she kissed me.

“I'll look in before we go to bed, dear.”

“Think you'll have to take a stand tonight?”

“If she starts trying what she did this morning, I shall have to.”

Stella got up from her chair and leaned over me, kissing the tip of my nose. “Feel like turning in yet?”

“Any old time with you, darling,” I whispered, drawing her face down to kiss her lips. She let me kiss them and then pulled back quickly.

“Steady-Jane might come out and see us. If that's the way you feel-let's get into the bedroom as soon maybe and do it properly!”

I stood up and we went into the bedroom. Stella at once began to undress.

“Well, I've no strict orders on the dress I have to present myself in, so I'm not going to ask for trouble and go in my nightie. I'll tuck her in and undress afterwards. Shan't be long.”

“Scream if you need me!”

As I went into Jane's room, she was in the act of picking up her nightie. At least, that's the way it looked! She had obviously stripped and sat waiting in the nude for me to arrive. As I went over to her, she dropped the nightie and turned towards me, her face registering disappointment when she saw I was still fully dressed. She hid it and smiled, lifting her arms to me.

“Well, put your nightie on and get into bed if you want me to tuck you in.”

“Thai's all right, mummy-I didn't think you'd be in so soon. Kiss me goodnight here-I have to brush my teeth, yet.”

Maybe I was going to get off lightly tonight, I thought. I took a deep breath as her arms slipped lightly round my waist and I held her bare shoulders as she kissed me. Her mouth lingered, her tongue flicking out and I felt her breath quicken as she pressed closer.

“Darling,” she breathed on my lips.

I wasn't prepared for what happened next. Her arms suddenly slid from my waist and whipped downwards to come up under my skirt, slide swiftly up my thighs, and then her hands were clasping my pantied bottom, pulling me into her. I struggled to pull away as her hands went to the waist of the panties and tugged them down my thighs.

I pushed her away and turned to make for the door, only to sprawl across the bed, as the panties fell down past my knees and tripped me.

Then she was on me before I had gathered my senses from the unexpected attack and subsequent fall. My skirt was whipped up over my back and my panties dragged down my legs. She was kneeling behind me, as I sprawled with my hips on the edge of the bed, her arms clasping my legs, mouth raining kisses on my bottom and the backs of my thighs.

I pushed myself up on to my hands and twisted in her grasp, sitting up. She was ready; her mouth was on the hair at my loins and as I pushed her head away from me her lips trailed wetly down my thighs.

I gave her a hard shove and she fell back on to her behind as I got to my feet and reached down to pull my panties up. Even then, she was looking unashamedly straight up between my legs. I got my knickers on and smoothed down my skirt, then, without a word, I took her hand and hauled her roughly to her feet, pulling her towards me as I sat on the bed. This was something that had to be done.

I gasped her round the waist and pulled her across my lap. She looked up at me once, her eyes moist; she saw my hand raised above her buttocks and realised what I was going to do. I thought for a moment there was going to be a struggle, but she made no comment as she turned her head away and lay still.

I slapped her naked bottom until my hand stung and her cheeks were a fiery red; I went on spanking her, wanting to make her cry and wondering why she wasn't even trying to get away.

At last, I let her go and she stood looking at me for a long moment, biting her lips, tears running down her face, her chest heaving with silent sobs. I was sorry then, but hardened my heart and stood up.

“Now get into bed at once. We'll discuss your behaviour in the morning.”

“Yes, mummy,” she faltered docilely and climbed stiffly into her bed, giving me another view of her hot-looking rear. I switched off her light and went to the door. “And thank you, mummy-I still love you,” came her tearful voice as I went out.

“Well?” Stella reclined naked on top of the bed. “You weren't stripped and raped, I see!”

“Half stripped and almost raped!” I replied grimly.

“No! What happen this time?”

I went over and sat on the bed, holding out my reddened palm for inspection.

“I gave her a darn good spanking on the backside. You should see her bottom!”

“So she really went too far. Well, I'm glad you got it over with. Did she say anything about us?”

“Not a word-I may have that to come in the morning, though. I told her we'd talk about what she'd tried to do in the morning, after I'd smacked her. It was all rather strange, really, the way she took it; she knew I was going to beat her when I took her over my lap, but she didn't make any attempt to stop me or to get away. And when it was over, she actually thanked me for doing it.”

“She probably took it as a girl might from her lover,” said Stella thoughtfully. “Tell me what led up to it.”

“Oh, she was naked and waiting when I went in; pretended she was in the act of putting on her nightie. She dropped the nightie and asked me to kiss her then, as she still had to clean her teeth. Well, we went into a clinch and before I knew what she was about, she had her hands under my skirt, dragging my pants down.”

“Sexy little bitch!”

“I thought the best thing I could do was get out fast and think about what to say to her in the morning. I turned after pushing her away, but the pants had fallen down my legs and I tripped and sprawled across the bed. Then came the worst part of it. My skirt was pulled up and she was kissing my behind and thighs; I managed to twist round, but only to have her mouth planted on my pube-even as I pushed her away, she was slobbering at my thighs. I pushed her and she fell on her behind, and, do you know, Stella-she actually had the brazenness to look straight up between my legs as I stood over her, pulling my pants up!”

“And then, of course, you did what you had to- took it out on her backside!”

“Exactly. So where do we go from there?”

“Sleep on it and let the morning take care of itself- worrying won't help. I'll tell you what you can do right now-get those clothes off and come here to me! I'll take your mind off Jane for a while!”

“I'll bet you will, too!” I stripped quickly, wanting to lose myself in the delights of her lovely body.

I found absolutely no difficulty either, as we lay close, fondling and kissing, swiftly bringing each other to a peak of desire that could only be assuaged by the relief of orgasm. We found, too, using a method Phil and I had tried on occasion-soixant-neuf.

Stella had been kneeling beside me, bending over and kissing my belly; inevitably she had moved lower until her warm breath on my thighs demanded I open them. I lay back, enjoying the intimate caresses for a while, until she shuffled round to a better position so that she could get her head right between my legs.

Her full bottom jutted on my left, only a few inches above my face. As I got more and more heated, I became less passive. I could just see the lips of her vulva peeking out from between the backs of her thighs. I wanted it! I stroked it, watching the lips open and begin to glisten with moisture. Then I wanted to taste it as well.

I lifted myself on to one elbow and craned my neck; I could just get my mouth to the warm, mushy haven and licked adoringly. She did her best to help by opening her thighs wider and pushing her bottom out, but the position was still cramped. She looked round at me.