Uncle John and Aunt Beth – Part 2 slave girl sara
It had been a year or so since Uncle John had used me, he was just as good as I remember and his title and nipple play really blew my mind. He cum on a tissue and after two spanks he left.
The door opened once more.
“What kept you Art?”
“Alex was just sucking me hard.”
He gripped my hips and pushed straight into me. He slapped my bottom to make me buck back harder. I was waiting for his cumming signs and knelt and sucked him off.
“Good girl Amy, shall we get Alex punished tomorrow?”
“Oh yes please.”
“When you wake in the morning come in and fuck us both, I have not seen Alex girl on girl.”
“Ok Sir, sleep well.”
I woke, or should say I was woken, by Billy pounding my pussy, not a complaint, more a description of how I was woken. I sucked Billy off so I was not all sticky when I went in to see Art and Alex. I climbed in between them and started with Art`s cock, a gentle up and down stroke, Alex rolled onto her back and put my left hand onto her pussy lips. Wanking one and fingering another at the same time take some concentration, just try it for ten seconds using your hands in the air.
Art pushed me on my side to concentrate on Alex, how generous he was, or so I thought, but he was pushing in to my bubble hole as I spread her lips and nipped her clipty.
She reached to the back of my head with one hand, gripped into my hair and pushed me onto her open lips she had spread with her other hand.
Art was none too happy being moved about, so he spanked me, then pushed into my pussy. He was cumming fucking me, she was cumming from my tongue and fingering her and I was sobbing from my spanking!
I was allowed to go and shower; their dad was in so I joined him. I knelt and sucked him stiff, and he pulled my hair till I stood, slapped my face till I cried again then fucked me stood up with my hot spanked bottom on the cool tiles.
Not sure who I would pick out of all of them, but I felt pretty contented.
A few days of spankings, licking, sucking and fucking passed, so a good time was had by all.
One day just me and Aunt Beth were in and I was helping her prepare dinner for that evening, the phone rang, I heard her saying yes Sir, and no Sir, so it was obviously Uncle John.
“Right sara, that was Uncle John, he has asked me to give you a spanking with my hairbrush and if I won’t do it, or don`t do it right it will be a public whipping for me.”
She looked up and my eyes followed hers to see a fastening hook in the beam, just ready for the hand loops to be hooked on.
“May I get the hairbrush for you Aunt?”
“Yes of course sweet girl, you may. Alex would have gone out on purpose if she knew my consequences, she is one evil little bitch.”
“Sorry to hear that Aunty, shall I get naked?”
“Probably be as well Amy.”
It did not take long, and I stood by her side.
“I am readyAunty.”
“Come to the other side Amy, I am left-handed. Would you like a good spanking first?”
“Yes please Aunty.”
I went over and immediately smelt her wonderful apron, the same smell as my mother`s and gran`s, yep, I have been over many women`s knees who were wearing aprons. The slapping began and turned into hitting, closely followed by her hairbrush striking Every part of my bottom.
I was then leant over the settee arm, the one facing the door, so my Uncle had a clear view of my beacon as he opened the door.
And he was most impressed when he came in.
“Well done Beth, come here and knee.”
Aunty Beth took out his cock and stiffened him, through my sobs I was thinking, I so wish it would be me he fucked.
“Over the other settee arm Beth.”
She also stripped naked, and he began to spank then belt her. He was admiring his handywork when in walking Art.
“Help me out here son.”
“Yes of course dad, how can I help?”
“Fuckone of these for me.”
“Sure, I will take mum.”
And he did as my Uncle fucked me. I told Billy when he came home and guess what, he fucked me too.
That was our last night, and our parents picked us up mid-morning. When we got home Billy went out to his mates and I had to strip, show and tell in front of mum and dad. I went over my dad`s knee and was spanked, I screamed as he slapped my bottom stung so much after the hair brushing, mum had to hold my hands so I would not reach back. Reaching back was ten strokes of my dad`s intermediate cane.
One he was happy I was knelt down, mum got out his cock and wanked him a little then I was hooked onto his cock, then fucked.
It was breakfast time the following morning, my past week seemed like a dream, but a good, no, a great week’s holiday!
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