Edward Cartwright: The Family Man

He advanced silently toward her, his head down, his strong, hungry cock pointing up.

Reaching out, she wrapped one hand around the shaft of his muscle and drew him toward her waiting lap.

Edward Cartwright

The Family Man

The children had been sent to another part of the house, but that did not ensure that they would stay.

Although Clyde, the fourteen year old son, was unschooled in the ways of a man and a maid, he sensed something strange about Elizabeth's manner as she sent him and his sister to the far wing of the house.

When she turned away, breathing deeply, her breasts rising and falling under her gown, he followed very close behind. When she knocked and later entered his father's study, Clyde was watching from around the corner at the far end of the hall. Faith stood behind breathing so loudly in her nervousness that her brother was afraid they would be detected.

They weren't though and as soon as the door closed behind the tutor, he was hurrying silently down the hall. Passing the door of his father's study, he quietly opened the next door and hurried inside. Faith followed close behind.

While exploring the house as a very young child, the boy had made a discovery that had seemed of no great importance until now. All of a sudden, it became terribly important and exciting.

Moving quietly in the darkened room with just a little light coming through the open door behind, Clyde walked to the wall and silently lifted the picture that hung there. Behind him, Faith gave a little intake or breath as she realized what he was doing. Two small holes appeared in the wall and through them, light poured from the room next door, her father's study.

Clyde took up his position at one hole and indicated that his sister should peek through the other. Not only could they see into the room clearly, but they could also hear the words that were being spoken. They watched the woman slap her hand with the strap and saw all the rest as it developed.

They watched incredulously as their father stripped naked and gasped at the size and strength of his cock. Never before had Faith seen anything like it and she couldn't control the forbidden thrill which swept over her.

They both trembled with erotic excitement then as their tutor began to bare her body. They were breathing deeply when finally she stepped out of it stark naked.

And then she was walking toward the chair carrying the leather strap in her hand as their father followed. Meekly, he draped his nude form across her waiting legs with his bare bum turned up as if her were a naughty little boy.

Both the children had assumed the position frequently and knew what it meant. For them, it was tears and pain as the strong woman scolded and beat them. Surely, they both thought she isn't going to strap daddy on the bum as if he were a little boy caught being naughty. Peering closely, Faith saw that the head of her father's great prick rubbed against the smooth thigh of the woman.

“Oh, look how big daddy's cock is,” Faith whispered to her brother.

Her brother said nothing. He was breathing hard in his excitement.

Faith trembled as she tried to imagine how it would feel to have such a big prick rubbing against her bare leg.

Then, as both Clyde and Faith watched, Elizabeth raised her right arm, brought the strap high, held for a moment, then slapped it down across the naked behind of their father. He yelled like a child at the first stinging slap.

Elizabeth smiled and drew her arm back for the next stroke. Again and again she slapped the reddening arse as the man writhed and rubbed against her thighs. With each slap, his arse bounced and raised as if to advance higher to meet the next stinging slap.

When Faith became aware that her brother's hand was under her gown rubbing the cheeks of her bum, she realized that he had been doing it for some time and it felt very good.

“Ummm, that feels so nice,” she purred as her brother's hand continued to rub over her firmly curved behind.

She bent back a little and allowed her buttocks to rub his hand. In doing so, she heightened the sensation of enjoyment for both of them.

Clyde continued to caress his sister's firm bum with his hand. She was now squirming wildly against his hand. She moaned softly as she did.

Her little hand went to her brother's behind and she began to stroke it in the same way that he was stroking hers. She poked her stiff finger into the cleft between his buttocks and he gasped. She continued to poke with her finger and stroke as they watched the scene before them. Both children were heating up with desire.

“What do you think Elizabeth is going to do after she finishes strapping daddy?” Faith asked her brother in a whisper. As sigh broke from her as her brother squeezed the right cheek of her behind.

“I don't know.”

“Well, what do you think daddy's going to do? I mean it seems so crazy her spanking daddy like he's a little boy…”

“I know. Maybe daddy will hit her back.”

“Do you think so?” Faith asked, excitement in her voice.

“Maybe. But I'm not sure. I don't know. We'll just have to watch and find out.”

“Yes. I guess so. Isn't this exciting?”

When Elizabeth finally stopped strapping their father, she pushed him off her lap. Standing with his hands clapped over his blistered arse, their father was dancing furiously from foot to foot, his still very erect cock waving like a long cork bobbing on a strong tide.

Wearing an animalistic expression, the woman got up and walked slowly, languorously toward the leather covered couch. There, slowly she lowered herself into the cushions and hid her firmly rounded buttocks, the same firmly rounded buttocks on which young Clyde had been feasting his eager eyes.

“Look what she's doing now!” Faith said to her brother breathlessly.

“I see, I see!” Clyde panted, his fingers firmly gripping his sister's young, firm bottom.

Elizabeth's knees were bent up and her thighs were drawn wide apart. Even from their vantage point, the youngsters were able to see her dark cunt.

“Look at her cunny,” Faith whispered.

“I am!” her brother said with excitement.

The youngster's view was partially obscured for a moment as Elizabeth reached between her firm thighs with her long fingers and drew the lips of her quim open to reveal the warm looking red slash crowned with curly black hairs.

“Oh, look, look,” Faith breathed. “What's she going to do?”

“Maybe she's going to make daddy do something!”

In a trice, they saw their father drop to his knees in front of Elizabeth.

“What's he doing?”

“I don't know,” Clyde answered his sister in a feverish voice.

“He's on his knees in front of Elizabeth.”

Their father's red arse arched and bobbed as he pressed his face between the silken columns of Elizabeth's thighs.

“What's daddy doing to Elizabeth?” Faith whispered to her brother.

“He's kissing Elizabeth's cunt,” Clyde answered.

“He's kissing her cunt…” Faith said in a murmur as she watched her father and the tutor.

Their father remained too long to be merely kissing, though, so Clyde turned and whispered what he thought their father was doing to the woman.

“He's not only kissing her cunny,” Clyde said.

“What else is he doing?”

“He's licking it and sucking on it.”

“It looks like fun, Clyde.”

“Yes, it does look interesting.”

“You'll have to do that to me,” Faith whispered with heated excitement to her brother.

“Yes. We ought to see what it's like, I think.” “It does look like it's jolly fun.”

The brother and sister agreed that what their father and tutor were doing seemed to be terribly interesting.