Anonymous - Midnight intimacies

After a rest, we reversed the situation. He sat on the couch and I stood before him between his legs sideways, so he could jerk me off. Exactly as I did to him he paid me back. Sticking a finger into my back globes the other he sent into my belly rapidly till he soon had me gasping sweet “A-AH's and O-OH's” as my milk drenched his smooth hand. I wagged my belly violently from side to side, my tits bounced and heaved, my bottom gripped on his prodding fingers as I melted divinely. Another rest and we lay close for a long time. As our force came back to us we touched each other at will, then I lay on my back and got him over me with his half stiff cock up my belly to his balls. It was delightful to feel it fully stiffen to rigidity in me as he began slowly at first, then rapidly to dig it into me good and proper. In a firm grip he now seized my bottom and pulled me to him, as he began to jet into me another river of love's balsam. I let it soak for a few moments then put a cloth I had ready for the purpose saying, “Take him away from “Beauty” and we will bath them.” He stood up with his dear cock hanging down, but not limp — dear me, no! It was slippery wet as was his very balls and part of his thighs with the liberal libation we had both contributed to the feast. I wiped it off, patted it, stroked it, then, arm in arm we went to the bathroom where I carefully bathed him and myself. After this, we went back and laid down peacefully together. We talked and talked and cooed leisurely on sex matters and promptings. He told me it gave him extreme delight whenever I whipped his naked bottom at school, that it always made him feel good when I, in obedience to the rules of the school on this matter, took hold of his cock and bag of balls to protect them from injury during the castigation. That the harder I whipped him the better he liked it, the hotter he became and held he have to jerk it off the first opportunity he got to be alone. He asked me if I'd whip him now — just for love — and not as a punishment merited. I obeyed with glee. I laid him on the bed, then the idea of him standing, naked, I thought a better, more lustful position to whip him, then I could see his bottom hang naturally and see it tremble and quivver at each stroke. So-he stood up against and I began to whip, first one then the other big globe and told him to gradually bend down. It was a luscious sight to see him do so, extending slowly those two big, white, smooth cheeks to the rod. He had squirmed as I beat him, but when I sent a few stinging under cuts right along the fissure between the cheeks, my! how he did dance and worked his belly in and out. I could easily see his bag of balls hanging up against his bottom, making a clat, tat by the violent contact. I now seized his cock, rigid and throbbing and lashed into him with all my might. The keen stimulation soon had him spending a rich torrent into my hand that was slightly jerking him off. I dropped the rod and stood quickly up to him, with my cunt against his jetting cock, then I turned him round and rubbed my wet pussie in between those warm globes as far as I could push it, for I was full of lust by this time and ready for anything, anything at all. I asked him to do the same for me. He looked at me dumb founded. I told him I wanted him to whip my bottom for love now as I had done for him. He was loath to comply, but I finally persuaded him, if he loved me, and if he wanted our friendship to continue, to whip me as hard as he could and every spot, mind you, every spot!” I stood up straight for the first part of the whipping so he could indulge his eyes on the natural position of my bottom cheeks.

I gradually bent over. He merely patted then gingerly touched me with the cane, till I commanded him to whip, whip me really hard. Now he began in earnest. I soon had to toss my bottom in every way as the cane came heavily on it, but oh, how I jumped when I now got it on my pouting pussy. A sort of lustful cramp seized me as I held my bottom well up in the air, my thighs open, and little twitches I gave as I spent freely. It was thus I became addicted to the sweet joys of birch, though, I felt a certain amount of pleasures in it from school routine, now I sought every opportunity to use it on both boys and girls in school, and I even whipped my own sweet little Liza here oftener than she merited it in order to sooth my passion by this method. Her fine bottom has grown used to the rod a long time ago, her kickings gave me infinite delight, though she liked her bottom smacked and whipped, though at first she didn't, but it soon had aroused her keen animal nature and now she was glad to know it gave her mama so much delight.” They kissed each other fondly at these revelations and both now promised many indulgences of the kind in the future.

“If I were to tell of every item of my affairs with Harold I could not enlarge upon the raptures already described. He stuck that dear little cock into every hole and crevice of my body. After awhile, I began to think of another conquest- another young and beautiful boy, and to manage so that neither knew of the other. I wanted to secure a second before the school term ended too, so in proper time I had an idea of inviting both on a trip, if it could be managed. About this time too, another adventure happened to me, which I will tell afterwards for I think I need a good fuck right now, oh, give it to me, give it to me good!”

Mary got her fuck, Liza acting as the youthful Venus of Ceremonies. Liza was content to wait for her dose, for she was said.

Mary resumed after her recovery deeply interested in her mama's story she from the joys of “Willie.”

“Well, I had been invited to come to a friend's farm and spend Decoration Day and the week-end. At this holiday came on Thursday it had been decided not to open school until the following Monday. I told Harold of it, told him not to abuse his pet, and as soon as possible after the return we would have a beautiful time together in the nude. He was sorry I was going away and said he'd be real good and study hard. I kissed him most tenderly as we embraced, giving his bottom a hard squeeze through his tight, thin pants, he doing the same to mine — we being alone in the school of course, for we had lingered till the others had left.

My friends, relatives in a way, older than I too, had a boy fifteen, well grown, and well developed, larger all round then Harold, but then pretty Harold was only twelve, and this boy was three years older, which can make a lot of difference all round. The husband was a fine built man, tall, erect, a man to please any woman's fancy. The wife was a good looking woman, but frail, much of an invalid, gentle in manner, and treated lovingly her husband and son. They had house help, of course, who slept in an adjoining house.

My friends were building an additional room to their house, and the work of one past of the upstairs was open to permit joining on the structure. They explained this, Alice telling me they would have to leave Robert in the spare room with me, but a screen would be placed between the beds. I carelessly said, “All right, dear, that will be nicely.” They little thought that a dignified school teacher would find a mere screen any objection when a fine young boy — and only fifteen too — and pretty too was on the other side of it. I now looked forward in anticipation to a good, royal time.

Decoration Day I sat in the swing with the willing Robert pushing me. As usual, when I had an object in view, I wore no panties.

Robert had a good view of my calves, but I meant him to see more of me, and told him to wait till I stood up on the swing and I could help him to swing me much higher, that I wanted to touch the branches of the tree — and I smiled my sweetest on him. His father had gone to town, and Alice could not come out, but asked me to amuse myself as best I could with Robert, so the coast was clear, and no one knew I had no panties on except the boy. Now he had to be under me to push the swing, and until it got going well he had to run under, I did the propelling with my bent knees on one stroke and straightening for the other. I stopped when I thought he had seen enough. I pretended that I was afraid to get dizzy. He could not help but get a full view of my entire body from the waist down — bottom, thighs, cunt — for he lay on his back right under me. Then we took a walk round, coming to the cattle yard, here stood a bull with flaming eyes and snorting nostrils. I said, “Oh, what a fierce beast!” I asked him why they kept such an animal. He told me for breading calves, and looking at me wonderfully but respectfully. I said “Oh” and dropped the subject. We passed the swing yard, here again the male was in evidence, his long prick showing plainly in its sheath, with a big pair of balls hanging down, nearly as big as my titties. I was wishing to see these animals on the sex job. We went back to the house, and I sat talking to Alice until supper, and when the boy had gone to bed, to both husband and wife. In due time I went up stairs, refusing a light, because it was full moon. I locked my door, their room was down a small hall.