Chapter 13
Arrangements were completed quickly and obviously efficiently since, two days later, Sandra left the institution. The couple who picked her up had the look of affluence about them as did their big car.
The man sat alone in front while the woman sat in the back seat with Sandra. They both smiled a lot and it was obvious to Sandra that they wanted to make her feel as comfortable as possible.
By the standards Sandra had known, their house was a mansion and when she entered it, the tasteful appointments and furniture reflected both wealth and taste.
"Do you have children?" Sandra asked the woman.
"Just one son and he's married and living on the coast. It's quite lonely, or at least it has been, but I have a feeling that it's going to brighten up with you here."
"That's right," the man agreed, "Anita and I are rather unconventional, we like to enjoy all the pleasures of life and I think you will enjoy all the same pleasures if all I hear about you is true."
"Oh, yes, dear," the woman said, excitement in her voice and in her eyes as she put an arm around Sandra, drawing her closer on the couch, the man sitting on a chair opposite, admiring what he could see of the girl's thighs, "Bruce is right, we live for pleasure and you will do the same as long as you want to stay with us."
"I guess I'll stay as long as you want me to, I really don't have any place to go, except here," she told the woman.
"Oh, darling," the woman said, hugging her, "is it true that you are terribly sexy?"
"That's what they told me at the home. I seem to enjoy anything that's sexy, but especially being beaten on the bare bum," she told them, confidence surging suddenly.
"She's really too good to be true," Bruce said, a trace of a groan in his voice.
"And do you like licking cunts and having yours licked?" Anita asked.
"Oh, yes, I love it, both ways, especially when my bum is burning from a good spanking. Do you both like to spank?"
"Yes, darling," Anita told her, "we both like it both ways and we play the game often. It's going to be so wonderful having you to spank. Will you want to beat us too? Bruce likes to get it with a leather belt on his bare arse. I prefer a hand or a paddle."
"I enjoy spanking someone, but not nearly as much as I enjoy getting a spanking or a strapping or even a touching up with a cane. That really makes me howl."
"Oh, Sandra, darling," the woman groaned, "what a delight you are, kiss me, darling."
They embraced and their mouths met in a passionate kiss. In the course of it, Anita found the hem of Sandra's dress and slowly pushed it high up her thighs, her hand rubbing excitingly as it pushed the garment higher, baring her luscious young thighs well above the tops of her nylons.
When the kiss ended, Sandra saw the man on his knees at their feet, his eyes feasting on all he saw below and under her tucked-up dress.
"Do you like having your cunt sucked by a man?" Bruce asked her as he put a hand on an inner thigh and explored the silken skin all the way up to the crotch of her panties where he rubbed gently and was rewarded with a radiant smile as Sandra opened her legs wider to accommodate his questing, gentle hand.
"Oooh," Anita groaned, "let's go to the bedroom and get started, I can't wait any longer. Quick, Sandra, put your hand in my crotch and feel how hot I am there. I got that way the moment I saw you."
Sandra's hand moved under the woman's dress and found that her crotch was indeed hot. As they all got to their feet to go to the bedroom, Sandra reached to feel the front of the man's pants.
"Oooh, that feels like a big, hard one. I'll bet it will stretch my little cunt a lot when you fuck me with it."
"Isn't she bold?" Bruce commented as he and his wife laughed excitedly. "I think she will have to be spanked for that."
"And if I were even bolder, does that mean you'd spank my bare bum even harder?" Sandra asked.
"That sounds reasonable," Anita replied.
Giggling, Sandra bent close to the man, unzipped his fly, took his stiff penis out and pushed it into her mouth, sucking on it and licking the swollen head with her tongue before releasing it.
"That does it, you naughty girl, I'm going to take your panties right off and give your saucy bum a real good smacking. I'll teach you to take my husband's cock out and suck it without permission."
"Oh, Mummy," Sandra pleaded in pretence, don't spank my poor little bummy. I won't suck Daddy's cock again if you don't want me to."
"I am going to spank your bum, you naughty girl," the woman told her, "and just so I don't forget, pick up the hem of your dress and hold it up to your waist and walk to the bedroom."
Hiding a grin, Sandra did so, pulling the dress up slowly, teasing them by displaying what they wanted to see a little at a time. The dress paused above the expanded tops of her sheer nylons, showed magnificent, white thighs above, then jerked high above her sheer nylon panties which only pretended to cover beautifully rounded cheeks and the deep, shadowy crack between.
"Oh," Anita gasped, closing a hand around her husband's throbbing penis, "how can she be so beautiful?"
"And how can we be so incredibly lucky?" he added as they watched the girl walk sexily toward the stairs, her exciting bottom rolling with each step.
Sandra walked up the stairs slowly and the couple remained far enough behind to attain the maximum impact of the erotic sight. At the top of the stairs, Sandra paused and Anita directed her to the bedroom. For the remainder of the walk, each of the adults held onto an excitingly firm and silken buttock as Sandra walked on, slowly, lust raging out of control in her as it was in the other two.
In the bedroom, Bruce turned her around and took her in his arms for a long, passionate kiss. As they embraced, Anita dropped to her knees behind Sandra to kiss and fondle her thighs and buttocks.
After the kiss, the man undressed and suggested that Sandra and his wife merely remove their dresses for the time being. As they did so, Sandra saw that for her age, Anita had a lovely figure. Her hands confirmed that her thighs and buttocks were firm, her skin silken smooth.
While the man watched, woman and girl played the game both knew so well, the woman stern and scolding, Sandra sobbing and pleading not to be spanked. After a little while, the game moved to the second stage as the woman sat on her vanity bench and Sandra advanced to her, sobbing as her panties were pulled well down her beautiful thighs and a hand coursed over the curves of her white nether cheeks.
She went smoothly across the woman's thighs, then the spanking was delayed as Bruce came and knelt, his hands and lips exploring her behind which twitched in anticipation of the spanking that was to come to her.
Just before he got to his feet, the man drew her buttocks apart and, bending more closely, licked very slowly from her crotch all the way up to the top of the warm valley.
Crouching behind Sandra, the man watched intently as his wife spanked the girl. She spanked well, every slap of her hand ringing like a pistol shot while the girl's cries added to the music as she squirmed and kicked her legs, giving Bruce teasing glimpses into her crotch.
The spanking over, the woman helped Sandra to her feet and took her into her arms, kissing her face and licking up her tears.
"I'm sorry if I spanked you too much, dear," she said. "You looked so beautiful with your bum turned up on my lap that I just lost control."
"Oh, no," Sandra told her, still sobbing a little, "that was really only a very light spanking. I'll want lots more from both of you before we finish."
"Oh, Oh," the man groaned as he dropped to his knees behind her and licked her hot buttocks and deep, inviting cleavage.
The man unhooked Sandra's bra then and his wife took it off. They raved over the beauty of her well formed breasts as they fondled them, then each sucked one as Sandra wriggled and sighed with desire.
"Poor baby," Anita comforted, "is your little pussy on fire?"
"Yes," she replied, her voice breaking.
"Then come lie on the bed, dear, and I'll suck you and make you come."
"And I'll do the same thing as soon as my wife is finished," the man told her.
Sandra stepped out of her panties and went to the king sized bed where she sat on the edge and fell back, her legs coming up and open at the same time.
The woman dropped to her knees close to the bed while the man got onto it beside Sandra. When he saw his wife press her mouth to the warm vulva of the girl, he began fondling and sucking her breasts and kissing her mouth which responded beautifully, her tongue coming out to play with his.
Anita proved to be a skilled muff diver and Sandra climaxed quickly. The man and woman changed places and then it was his mouth and tongue that sent her hurtling into orgasm for the second time.
"Ooh, what's wrong with me?" Sandra cried out, "I'm still not satisfied, I'm dying for another come, my cunt is on fire."
"I understand, darling," the woman told her. "What you need now is a good fucking. Bruce will look after that with his lovely big cock, he'll give you a first class fucking, darling."
She turned the writhing girl on the bed and stared hotly as her husband approached the girl, penis in hand, stiff and throbbing, the plum-like head looking as though it was going to explode.
Sandra groaned as she felt the big head touch her moist, sensitive vulva. She felt fingers parting soft lips, then he was groaning too as he pushed the velvet head into the more than receptive slit.
"Oh, yes, it's sooo big," she panted, "stretch my little cunt, drive the whole thing into me and fuck me . . . fuck me to death and make me die happy."
But he refused to be hurried, feeding cock to her a little at a time, disappointed when he had no more length of shaft to push into the hot, wet tightness of her vagina which clung around his penis, sucking and threatening to make him ejaculate long before he wanted to.
When he began stroking, he was a perfect blend of strength and gentleness, the bigness of his hard penis seeming to fill her entire body as it pistoned in her.
And then, all too soon for both of them, came the end as spasms shook the man and he ground down on her as semen spurted up into her belly seeming to flow to all parts of her body with its soothing warmth. That she had not achieved climax with him did not diminish from the beauty and joy of the act for Sandra who lay purring in quiet content while the man continued to lie on her, his spent penis soaking in the warmth of her as she made him jerk all over by tensing and relaxing her tight vaginal walls around his cock.
Aware then that his weight was crushing Sandra, Bruce withdrew his penis and got off her, trying to tell her what a magnificent experience it had been.
Spotting his dripping penis, Anita caught it between a finger and thumb and brought it to her mouth where she licked away the fluid of his union with the girl.
"Mmm, tasty," she commented as she let go of it and turned her attention to Sandra. Raising and parting the girl's legs, she gazed warmly into her crotch. "My, but you are juicy, dear. Here, I'll lick you dry."
Anita licked up all the juice she found on the inner thighs and along the path toward her anus, then sent her tongue into the hot vagina to gather more of the nectar of love. When she felt Sandra responding, she licked her way up to her sensitized clitoris and rasped at it until the girl climaxed again.
When he saw his wife fingering her own clitoris, the man turned her over on the bed and gave her the orgasm she wanted with his tongue in her vagina.
Still naked, they went downstairs for drinks and conversation which came easily and excitingly.
"Oh, yes, darling," Anita told her at one point, "we have a yummy library of sexy books, pictures and movies. On dull afternoons while we're waiting for Bruce to come home, we can read aloud to each other and look at pictures and watch movies. They won't be so dull."
"I know what you mean. I've never seen a sex movie though. Do they show everything?" Sandra asked.
"Everything and more, dear. One of my favorites shows a naked woman playing with a big dog's prick. When she's got him horny enough, she goes down on all fours, he sniffs her arse hole and cunt for a minute, then mounts her."
"You mean he really fucks her?"
"You bet he does, you see that long, red pecker go right up her cunt and he rides the arse off her, drooling all over her bare back."
"Anita would give anything to get fucked by a nice big dog, but we haven't been able to find one, so far. We shall, one day." "I'll want to see that," Sandra told them. "Come to think of it, I'd love to have a dog screw me, too."
The nature of their conversation continued along those lines and it was not long before they went back upstairs to the bedroom.
"I'm jealous, darling," Anita told her husband as they entered the bedroom. "Sandra got a nice spanking and I didn't. Look how white my bum is. It looks so pale, I think it must be sick."
"Well, my dear, you've come to just the right doctor to put color in its cheeks. Unless Sandra would rather spank you."
"No, I'd love to watch you take her over your lap and give it to her."
The man sat on the vanity stool and his naked wife knelt between his knees. Sandra listened through a long question and answer session during which Anita confessed in detail to having lured a twelve year old boy into the house and seduced him, having him perform such acts as cunnilingus and anal osculation before he had sexual intercourse.
Her husband scolded her soundly, then announced that she would be spanked as punishment.
They played out the game of pleading for mercy and stern refusal, then he commenced spanking her. She had big buttocks, reasonably firm, yet soft enough so that each time the man's hand slapped, they joggled under the impact. Her skin proved to be sensitive so that color blossomed from the first smack and kept growing deeper.
When the man stopped spanking, he held his crying wife on his lap while Sandra came to assist. Together they ministered to the woman's red buttocks, then Sandra got a finger into her crotch and rubbed her clitoris until she climaxed.
Later, Sandra thought it strange when the woman asked her husband what kind of morning he'd had at the office.
"Oh, great," he responded, "I got that new filing clerk, the pretty little blonde, into my office. She was a bit squeamish at first, but after a few kisses, I got my hand up her skirt. Once I gave her crotch a few rubs, she was so ready that she didn't hesitate a moment when I told her to open her blouse."
"Go on, Romeo, I'm very interested," Anita told him. "Tell me more."
"Well, the little angel had no bra on and those tits of hers were just too good to be true so I gave them a royal sucking."
"And then what?" she asked.
"Then I opened her skirt and let it fall to her ankles, then took her panties down and made her sigh and squirm with a hand on her bum and one on her hot little cunt."
"And is that all you did?"
"Hell no, I couldn't stop then. I put her down on the couch and lapped her cunt until she came. It looked like she was riding an invisible bicycle upside down the way she kicked her legs when she came."
"Keep talking," Anita urged, an angry expression on her beautiful face.
"Well, by that time I was ready to go off in my pants, so I pushed them down and she gulped at the sight of my stiff prick. I got on her and really made her gulp when I rammed it up her little slit. Man, I gave her such a fucking that her knees were trembling for the rest of the morning. So were mine, come to think of it."
"That's nice, dear, but now I'm going to use your belt to make your arse tremble. Go and get it for me."
It was his turn to beg then, but Anita was adamant as she stood with her hands on her hips while Bruce went to the closet for the belt.
"That must have been quite a scene in the office," Sandra observed.
"Oh, no, it never happened at all, it was just one more story like the one I told about the boy. It's an excellent code we have worked out. If he hadn't wanted a strapping, he wouldn't have told the story."
Returning with the wide leather belt, Bruce handed it to his wife and sorrowfully walked toward the bed to get his beating.
He bent over the foot of it, his naked posterior nicely vulnerable as Anita took up her position, the belt doubled in her right hand.
"So you enjoyed sucking and fucking her cunt did you?" Anita asked. "Well you can think of how nice it was while I'm strapping your arse, like this." Her arm came ahead and the leather curled around his behind, a cry breaking from his throat.
Anita gave her husband a long, painful strapping while Sandra watched intently, a hand rubbing warmly in her crotch as she wished it were her naked behind that was heaving and bucking under the swishing belt, promising herself that it would be, soon.
When the woman finally dropped the belt, Bruce, tears running down his cheeks, stood and she took him into her arms. While they kissed in mounting passion, Sandra went to them and fondled both their bottoms as her passion mounted to match theirs.
When their embrace ended, they got onto the bed and fondled each other. Within minutes, Sandra saw that Bruce had an erection. She did not have long to see it though as it was soon buried in the warm, moist vagina of his wife as they rocked through the naked act of love toward which both had been building, all through the painful strapping and following it.
Bruce rode his wife for a long time before his strong body ground in her. crotch and he ejaculated. When he rolled off her and fell tiredly on his back on the bed, Sandra, recalling what the woman had done after she'd had intercourse with him, went to them and used her tongue to lick up the product of their erotic meeting, cleansing his penis first as he groaned with delight, then going to Anita to do the same for her.
Having been well educated in the art of drink mixing, Sandra went downstairs to get drinks for all of them and returned to find the couple smiling with obvious content.
"I have something to say to the two of you," she told them, frowning, her tone serious.
"What's the matter, dear?" Anita asked.
"What's the matter is that if someone doesn't give me a good strapping with that belt tonight, I'm going to run away from home."
The couple laughed, then it was Bruce who gave her the answer she wanted to hear.
"Sandra," he told her, trying to keep his expression serious, "that was a very naughty thing to say. Just for that, you're going to get a strapping this evening after dinner." "Oh, Daddy," she said with a sad expression, "you're so cruel."
With that, laughter broke out again and Sandra fell onto the bed to join them.