Chapter 3
"My, my, what naughty little girls we have here," he commented as his wife opened her eyes and groaned, tiredly.
"Oh darling," she sighed as she sat up, "what a darling little angel she is. Wasn't it exciting for you?"
"You can say that again, baby," he told her, his penis throbbing inside the robe. "I damn near blew my load a dozen times. Our little Donna is a honey. I can't wait to lick that sweet little pussy myself."
"You were watching all the time?" Donna asked, blushing. "You saw everything we did to each other?"
"Why not, darling," Clair replied for him. "As I recall, you watched everything we did last night."
"Gee, I don't think I could have done it if I'd known he was watching."
"That's why he stayed out in the hall and peeped through the keyhole. Besides, I'm sure it was more exciting for him that way. There's that extra thrill to peeping rather than watching openly."
"Now just a minute you two," Doug interrupted, a stern expression on his face, his tone matching the look, "I have a few things to say at this point."
"Oh? Like what?" his wife asked in pretended puzzlement.
"Like naughty little girls who take their clothes off and play with each other, sucking tits and licking cunts, have to be punished for their naughtiness. You should know that, my dear, even if innocent little Donna doesn't?"
"Innocent little Donna?" his wife replied. "Didn't you see the way the sexy little bitch chewed my crotch?"
"True, true, but you were the one who led her into it. You did seduce the little darling. Do you deny it?"
"Well, I can't really deny it, especially since you saw everything."
"Right and so you are going to be punished."
"How are you going to punish me, Daddy?" she asked in a girlish tone.
"I'm going to .give you a spanking on your bare bum. A good hard spanking that will make you cry."
"Oh Daddy, please don't spank my bum. I’ll be a good girl. I'll suck your cock or do anything you want me to."
"You bet you will, little girl, but that will be after you've had your spanking and your bum cheeks are all hot and red."
"And what about Donna?" she asked. "After all, she was naughty too, she gave me a cunt lapping just like I did to her."
"That's right, dear and her pretty little bum is going to be spanked too."
Donna understood that it was all a game and when she heard him say that she too would be spanked, tremors of arousal shook her lovely young body.
"However," he went on, "if I'm going to do all that spanking, I'd better get out of this robe. Spanking can be very warm work."
Donna fought to focus her eyes as she watched Doug fumble with the tie of his bathrobe. It fell open and he pulled the robe away from him. He was naked and his rampant penis looked even bigger than it had the night before, big and terrifying and yet terribly exciting.
He allowed the robe to fall to the floor, then went to his wife who got off the bed, her big breasts rising and falling with her labored, passionate breathing.
"Before I spank you, I am going to kiss you both just to show that I'm not angry and that I still love you."
With that, he took his naked wife into his arms, his mouth mashing wetly on hers, their nude bodies pressing and rubbing together through the long and very passionate kiss.
When the kiss ended, he turned to Donna to do the same and her knees became so weak that she was barely able to stand. He caught her in his strong arms and crushed her body as his mouth came down on hers. Between them, she felt the form of his stiff penis pressing against her.
"There now," he said as he released Donna and she fell back onto the bed, "that looks after the kissing, now to get on with the spanking of your beautiful bums."
Sitting on the edge of the bed, the man had the women stand side by side, their backs turned to him so that he could admire and fondle four lovely nether cheeks. It was not long before his probing hands had both their behinds wriggling and swaying with passion.
"What a pair of horny wenches you are," he told them, his hands still exploring, patting and rubbing. "I do believe you're both anxious to have your arses spanked. Is that so? Answer me."
"Yes, dear," his wife replied and Donna echoed the words.
"Now that I think of it, if I give both those bums the spanking they deserve, my poor hand will take quite a beating of its own. Have you ever spanked anyone, Donna?"
"Oh no."
"Well I think you're old enough to learn. You are going to spank Clair for me and then you'll get over my lap for me to spank your bum. Yes, I'm sure that will be best."
He got off the bed then and invited Donna to sit there.
"That's it, now Clair is going to lie, bum up, across your pretty thighs and you are going to give her a hard spanking. If you don't spank hard, I'll give you an extra spanking as punishment."
"You'd better do as he says, dear," Clair told the girl. "Don't worry, my big bum can take it. Smack hard and make my cheeks red and hot. It will save your bum from catching fire when you go over his lap."
While Donna trembled with arousal, the woman draped her naked body across her thighs, the contact of skin on skin adding to her arousal, the sight of the big, smooth, white cheeks so thrilling in their silent submission.
Doug made a critical inspection, ran a hand over his wife's silken buttocks, then stepped back and told Donna to begin spanking, reminding her to spank hard.
With the first spank, the big cheek joggled and drew a louder cry from Donna that it did from Clair.
"That felt nice, didn't it, Donna?" he asked, a smile of excitement lighting his face. "It was much too light though. Let me see you slap the other big cheek a lot harder now."
Taking a deep breath, Donna brought her hand up, then slapped it down hard on the other cheek. Again the big mound of flesh quivered under her hand.
With the man encouraging her and urging her on, Donna went on spanking the woman, desire making fire burn in her crotch as her hand rose and fell with an exciting sound and feel, the big nether cheeks taking on heat and exciting color under the stinging smacking she administered, the woman's silken smooth body squirming across her thighs.
Clair cried excitingly all through the spanking and the sound of crying made the spanking even more thrilling to the girl. When, finally, Doug told her to stop, Donna gave a little cry. She didn't want to stop, yet knew she must.
Her right hand rubbed the hot cheeks lovingly as Clair lay sobbing, her body trembling and jerking, her hot, red behind twitching. Remembering the spanking she had taken the previous evening, Donna knew about the hot, dancing pins and needles the woman felt and even envied her.
And then the man helped his wife to her feet as he commented on the color and warmth of her buttocks and congratulated Donna on having done so good a job.
Clair hurried to the full length mirror to look proudly at her red behind, then, happy tears shining in her eyes, she rubbed the hot globes with both her hands, the motion causing her breasts to sway.
"Well now, Donna," Doug said as he sat on the edge of the bed and patted his thighs, "come to me and we'll see how well you take your spanking."
Donna hurried to him, but instead of lying on his thighs, she brought her mouth to him for a kiss of passion.
"That was sweet, dear," he told her then, "now lie across my lap so my hand can kiss your very pretty bum. There, that's the way ... that's a good girl ... oh what a beautiful bum, I'm going to make it nice and pink with a hot spanking."
He fondled the cheeks for a little while, then he commenced spanking. He did not smack hard, yet each slap imparted a definite sting, a delicious one for Donna despite the fact that she cried and kicked all the way through, her lush, naked body squirming over his strong thighs.
When he stopped spanking, his wife came to them and dropped to her knees. While his hand fondled an excitingly warm, pink globe, she kissed and licked a matching one while Donna sobbed and sighed in ecstasy.
Donna felt a hand pushing between her thighs and she parted them to open a path to her crotch. With a groan of delight, she felt the tips of his fingers on her vulva, then one went inside to play, causing her behind to sway and jerk excitingly.
At the sight and the feel of her, Doug decided that fingering her hot young slit was not enough so he withdrew his hand and took her off his lap. She was puzzled when the man got onto the bed and lay on his back, his rampant penis looking like an erotic beacon.
"Help her onto my face, darling," he told 'his wife who smiled an excited smile as she turned to the girl.
"You're going to have a nice ride, dear. Doug loves to have a beautiful woman sit on his face for a cunt lapping. He especially loves it when she has warm bum cheeks for him to play with while he licks."
Clair guided the girl into a kneeling position, her crotch directly above the man's face. As Donna looked down, she saw him licking his lips and she trembled at the realization that soon his tongue would be licking in her vagina.
With help from Clair, Donna lowered herself onto the man until she felt the whispy hairs of her crotch touching his face. At that moment, his hands reached for her, he pulled her down a little more, then a cry broke from her throat as his mouth claimed her vulva, his tongue licking it generously before it went into her slit and commenced licking.
His hands were both strong and gentle on her hot nether cheeks while his tongue found her clitoris and began lapping it, deliriously.
Donna felt a motion behind her, then felt hands, soft, gentle ones, close over her breasts and realized that Clair too was kneeling astride her husband.
Donna was not surprised when, very soon, her body began to tense in warning that orgasm was approaching. As she panted the message, the man gripped more firmly, his hands strong, his tongue lapping more greedily and almost hurting her sensitized clitoris.
Her climax was shatteringly strong and in the course of it, her wet crotch rubbed all over Doug's face. There was no protest from the man though.
"Come watch, dear," Clair whispered, "I'm going to fuck him."
That seemed like a reversal of roles to Donna, so she dismounted the man and moved down on the bed to watch. Looking under Clair's pink buttocks, she saw the woman fit the stiff penis into her vagina, then, staring intently, watched as her behind rode up and down, impaling herself on the strong rod until there was a series of groans from the man and her chubby, pink behind pressed down, grinding on his belly and twitching as he pumped his semen into her hot body.
When the act was finished, Doug suggested that Clair and Donna dress in bra, panties, garter belts and nylons to prepare breakfast.
"After all," he explained tiredly, "if I'm to keep two of you serviced, I need food for strength, otherwise I'll die of premature old age."
Laughing, Clair got off him. Lying close, the girl heard a little sucking sound as his wet pecker slipped out of the woman's slit and fell back on him, spent and helpless looking.
Minutes later, Clair and Donna were giggling in the kitchen as they talked of what they had done and what they would do.
"Will Doug put that big prick in my little cunt and fuck me?" Donna asked in a more serious moment.
"Do you want him to, darling?"
"Oh yes. Now that I've gone this far, I want to go all the way."
"Then he will dear. In fact, I doubt very much that you'll be a virgin when you go to bed tonight."