Quick programming note: I'm working on Sex Powers University 3.5 right now, but don't expect it until after the 4th of July. Things are really coming to a head, so to speak, for Troy and the gang, and it takes time to make sure all the plots get the time they deserve!
(And yes, of course this is a work of fiction, and everyone is still 18+. Enjoy!)
(And yes, of course this is a work of fiction, and everyone is still 18+. Enjoy!)
My mother's
spanking was fierce and merciless.
At any other time
I would have been mortified, to be buck naked over my mother's knee
in my own back yard, getting my bare ass reddened in front of my best
friends and the incredibly sexy older neighbor from next door. But
after the first ten rapid-fire spanks from my mother's open hand on
my naked rear, all I could think about was the PAIN.
I hadn't been
spanked like this since I was ten! Back then I had cried like a
baby, but surely I was tougher now, older and stronger!
I kept that
fiction for about ten more hard spanks as the incredible fire grew in
my rear, as every one of my mother's full force swats landed
perfectly my sit spots, the lower round of my butt.
My mother was
pissed.
“Mom! STOP!”
I yelled, my voice higher than I wanted it to be. “I'm SORRY!”
“You will be!”
she replied, not stopping for a second. “How dare you cum like
that- and all over a female guest to this house!”
“Oh Kate, the
boy barely got any on me,” Mrs. Barros laughed, crossing her long
legs. “I managed to point his little penis away just before he
spurted by accident.”
By accident?!
Mrs. Barros had made
me cum, while I sat helplessly on her lap!
And another
life-changing humiliation I hadn't been able to process yet: because
of my mother's nude swimming rules for me and my friends, the former Brazilian beauty queen who had been in my masturbation fantasies
since she had moved in next door now knew I had a humiliatingly small
penis!
And so did all my
friends- Tommy, Hank and Uri had started calling me 'Shorty' at the
mall the other day, in front of some girls we knew!
“No, it's
the principle of the thing, Isabella!” my mother
said, spanking with every few words, her anger starting to run out.
“My little boy has a premature ejaculation problem,
and I want it to stop! Last
week he came in front of me too,
without even touching
himself!”
I couldn't believe she was telling Mrs. Barros this! But more
immediately, I needed this spanking to stop- my entire ass was on
fire!
I tried not to sob
like a baby as I spoke, but-
“MOM please!”
I bawled, my tears falling into the grass in front of my face. “I'll
never do it again!”
She
spanked even as she spoke. “Do what
again?”
“Cum
too fast!”
“Damn
right you won't,” she laughed. “Twenty more and you'll really
remember not to!”
“NO! Please!”
I tried to get up,
but she just put one leg over both of mine like she had with Tommy
and kept on spanking.
I tried to cover
my ass, but she just grabbed my arm and twisted it behind my back.
I tried to shift,
buck, make the spanks fall anywhere else but the zone she had
concentrated on, but she held me perfectly in place.
There
was nothing to do but stay bent over my mother's bare leg and take
it.
I was crying, sobbing, kicking my feet like a mindless little boy
when she finally, eventually stopped.
She was breathing hard, her flat stomach pressed against my side with
every inhale she took.
“Now,
Jeff,” she laughed, wiping her glistening brow with her arm, “have
you learned your lesson about shooting off your boy goo whenever you
want, like a selfish little child? Or are you going to hold it in
until a woman gives you permission, like a man?”
“Hold
in it!” I sobbed, tears soaking my face.
“Even
when you get really turned on? I let you boys do nude swimming as a privilege. Now I
don't mind if you boys get the occasional boner, but cumming like
that, out of the blue, is not allowed! What if you had been in the
pool?!”
“I'll
be good!” I cried. “I promise!”
“I
promise, Mommy,” she
laughed, slapping my burning ass once more.
“I promise,
Mommy!”
Now my face was really red; I hadn't called her that since I was 10
either! I could hear Tommy and the guys laughing to themselves, and
Mrs. Barros snickering behind me!
She patted my butt again, and even that hurt.
“I'm
glad we had this talk. Now go soak these hot buns in the
pool.”
I couldn't jump
off her lap and dive into the water fast enough!
The cold water did
feel great on my burning rear, but more importantly, I could hide my
burning face!
I had sobbed like
a baby in front of all my friends! And called her 'Mommy'! In front
of Mrs. Barros too! I bobbed in the deep end far from everyone, just
my nose and eyes above water. And I even considered lowering one
more inch, just to end it all.
“Well, now that
law and order has been restored to my backyard,” my mother laughed,
adjusting her blue bikini from where it had bunched during my and
Tommy's spankings, “what do you say we finally relax and enjoy some
sun, Isabella?”
“Ahhh, mi
bellisoma, that sounds great. Do you mind if I go topless?”
And then she was
standing up to untie her thin sundress!
“I don't think
the boys would mind,” my mother laughed, smiling at my three
shocked friends, who were lying face down on the grass next to her
towel. “Tommy, Hank, Uri? Any objections?”
Their jaws
dropped, as did mine, as the long-legged, big-breasted Mrs. Barros
slipped out of her dress to stand before us only in her g-string
panties!
I, of course, had
seen her breasts before, during that magical week when she had tanned
nude in her own yard. But that was at a distance, furtively peeking
through my blinds as I jacked off. But up close, they were even more
magnificent!
Her surgeon had
been an artist; the implants sat perfectly round and symmetric on her
ribs, fuller and prouder than any eighteen-year-old's. They must
have been bigger than half a grapefruit each, but those perfect
round orbs still looked like they belonged on her body, like a gift
from God.
The way they
gently rocked side to side as she bent over to shimmy out of her
dress was practically hypnotic.
“Fuck,” Tommy
cursed under his breath, lifting his hips and reaching down to adjust
himself.
I saw Hank and Uri surreptitiously shifting their hips against the grass too, making
space, and I felt a burning stab of jealousy.
Here was Mrs.
Barros, my masturbation fodder since I had been 12, topless in a
g-string in front of me, and due to the incredible pain from my
mother's recent spanking and the 'accidental' load Mrs. Barros had
just forced me to shoot, I couldn't even get hard! I was limp as a
wet dishrag between my legs!
From that one
weekend where I had secretly borrowed Tommy's Lingerie issue
Playboys, I knew that I could get hard almost fifteen minutes after I
had just had a hard cum. I just hoped Mrs. Barros stayed topless
that long!
“Ahhh, it is
good to be in civilized society again,” Mrs. Barros laughed,
lying on her back on the grass, her magnificent breasts jutting
towards the sky. “If you're going to start a nude beach in your
backyard, Kate, I'll be your first customer!”
“I've
already got four
lifetime members right here,” my mother chuckled, nodding at me my
and my friends.
I gasped, almost swallowing a lungful of water.
She couldn't be
serious!
“What do you say, boys?” she laughed, looking at my friends.
“Worth the price of admission?”
My friend's faces were red, but they were all smiling!
“Yes ma'am!” Tommy laughed, his eyes locked on to Mrs. Barros'
breasts, as they rose and fell with her relaxed breaths.
“So you're okay with a forced nudity beach? Any time you four come
over?”
I was about to scream in protest- I couldn't let that happen, I was
in this backyard all the time!- when Mrs, Barros' fingers started
pulling down the waistband of her panties!
“Oh, it is forced nudity for guests? Should I take off my
bottoms too, then?”
“Yes!” Tommy and Uri cried at the same time.
My mother laughed and tossed her hair, pulling at the strap of her
tight blue bikini top. “Of course not. It's only forced nudity
for the boys, Isa, not us. Ladies can wear whatever they wish. I
might even have an elegant garden party back here, with ladies
dressed to the nines, with heels, pearls, fancy gowns.” She
grinned. “And four teen-aged waiter boys, serving drinks and
snacks to all the women, wearing nothing but their smiles!”
Okay, that got me feeling a tingle. Not at the base of my
cock, like a normal erection would, but all up and down my spine.
What would a party like that even be like?
“Oh, okay then,” my neighbor laughed, and her fingers stopped
pulling down her tiny panties, right before they would have revealed
her pussy! She even pulled her panties back up, laughing and rolling
onto her stomach. “If you do hold that party, make sure to invite
me too- I haven't seen a scene like that since back on the beaches of
Brazilia!”
“So all the
beaches in Brazil are nude then?” my mother asked, rubbing sun-tan
lotion into her arms like it was a normal day!
“Some,” Mrs. Barros laughed. “But as I said, Kate, the boys in
my family were made to go nude, even on public beaches, until they
were nearly eighteen. Latin boys are so willful, so full of
false machismo, my mother used beach trips as a chance to
remind my brothers who really wore the pants in the family!”
She smirked, covering her mouth. “My friends used it as a chance
to keep tabs on the length of their dingas.”
“Maybe I should start writing those numbers down too, just like I
did with Jeff's height when he was younger?” my mother laughed,
lotioning right above and below her bikini top! “Some pencil marks
on our kitchen table? Uri at nine inches, Tommy seven, Hank five,
and little Jeff at three and a half.” She winked at me. “Right
where Sierra could see?”
If my sister found out I had a tiny cock, she'd never let me hear the
end of it!
I'd be humiliated my entire life!
“MOM! NO!”
She laughed. “But then we could track your progress as you grew
over the years, honey. Three and five-eights... Three and
three-quarters... Three and nine tenths... Why, if you eat your
Wheaties, maybe one day you'll even break four inches!”
All the people outside of the pool laughed at that, probably
picturing me straining against our kitchen table, trying to get my
hard dick to clear a four pathetic inches! It was so unfair! It
wasn't my fault I was born with a little dick, I didn't CHOOSE it!
And with my mother leading the laughter...
My little four inch dick started getting hard again.
“Did his father ever grow out of it?” Mrs. Barros laughed. “His
little problem, I mean.”
“Nope! A sub-four incher for life!” my mother laughed, then
covered her mouth. “Ooops! Jeff, don't tell your Dad I just told
all your friends that!”
Even as my face burned, I saw Tommy grinning that stupid smile of his
again. Now, not only did he know he was twice as big as me down
there, but my father as well! This was horrible!
And then the idiot turned over onto his back, to let his thick, hard
cock flop against his stomach as he lay just a few feet from my
bikini-clad mother.
“Awww, I feel bad for you, Mrs. Gainer. To live your whole life
and not have a man around that can really take care of you?”
He smiled, his dick getting harder as he sat there, pulsing in the
air. “Now I know why you love having me and Uri nude around you
all the time!”
“Don't flatter yourself, Tommy Thompson. If I made you a notch on
my garter belt, you'd be the second smallest boy I'd ever slept
with.”
The shit-eating grin fell off his face. “What?”
She laughed. “I went to college in Atlanta, dear. Lots of
chances for me to find strapping young men who could 'take care' of
me. You wouldn't stand a chance.” She looked right at Tommy's
erection, which was easily twice the size of mine, and laughed at it!
She scooted closer to the shocked boy and held her hand three inches
out past his twitching, dripping cockhead. “Try again when you've
out to about... here.”
Tommy was beside himself. I guess no girl had ever called his
dick small before! “Yea... but, but... I've got stamina that those
other guys can't-”
“Honey, my first time was with the starting linebacker for
our college football team. He was as black as night, 270 lbs of pure
muscle, and even better hung than Uri. And I went up from
there.” She laughed at the flustered boy with his slowly wilting
dick. “If you tried to keep up with me in bed, I'd break you in
half!”
His face was red, his dick shrinking. “But, but-”
My penis on the other hand, was rising to full mast.
Thinking about my mother as a young, sexy co-ed, moaning as she took
a monster cock between her legs- a monster black cock- while
an impossibly-muscled, angry young man rocked back and forth between
her spread legs, thrusting that missile in and out of her wet
privates...
“Oh fuck!” I gasped, my dick going fully hard, just ten minutes
after I had cum. A new record!
Time stopped as my mother turned to me, saw the expression on my face,
and giggled.
“Honey? Why is your face so red? You don't have an
erection in my pool, do you?”
I was as hard as I had ever been in my life. “NO!”
“You know the rule,” she laughed. “No erections in the pool!
Come on out.”
I didn't want to, but my ass was still aching from the last spanking
she had given me. I sure didn't want that again!
I cringed as my hard dick broke the surface as I climbed the ladder,
especially since both women were looking right at it.
“Did hearing about my wild college days make you feel funny down
there?” she laughed as my hard dick throbbed in plain sight.
“Awww, honey...”
“At least he recovers fast,” my neighbor chuckled, sitting up
right to stare at me, totally topless.
“Last time I let the boys stroke themselves off in front of me if
they had erection problems in the pool,” my mother explained to our
neighbor. “They all came in less than thirty seconds, Isa, you
should have seen it!” She looked at her watch. “I wanted to get
in a little more tanning today, but what do you say Isa? Should we
let the boys relieve some 'tension' again?”
My neighbor smiled, crossing her long, nude legs, her tits bare to
the world. “If it is tradition, I suppose we must!”
“Okay boys, up and in a line! You know the drill.”
I couldn't believe I lived in a world where my friends beating off
nude in front of my mother was a 'drill', but I had to have a
good cum this week- I couldn't take another ruined orgasm!
“Oh, little Jeffie wants to get in on the action this time too,”
my mother laughed, pulling up a chair for her and Mrs. Barros in
front of us. “Good, Jeff, I'm proud of you. Just because you've
got a little tiny wiener doesn't mean you can't pull it for women
like Mrs. Barros from time to time.”
“All I let the smallest ones do is stroke off in front of
me,” my neighbor laughed, slipping back into her dress and then
sitting down next to my mother. “They look so cute when they try
not to cum too fast!”
“Then you'll love this,” my mother laughed, squirting sun-tan
lotion onto her hands again. And then she reached forward and
grabbed Hank's stiff cock! “I did promise you a little treat, for
going the longest without masturbating this week, Hank. So enjoy!”
Hank was already gasping, his eyes bugging out as my mother's slick
hands slid expertly up and down his shaft. “Please Mrs. Gainer!
Slow down!”
“It's his first handjob,” she giggled to Isabella. “Ever.”
“Then I'm surprised he's even lasted this long,” the Brazilian
woman laughed. “Go faster, Kate. I want to see him try to fight
it.”
“NO!” Hank cried, as my mother's slick hands sped up the pace,
one hand rubbing his balls, one twisting his cockhead on every
stroke. His fists were clenched white at his sides. “Ma'am!”
“This is going to be your first orgasm at the hands of a real
woman,” she told my friend, grinning at his tormented face.
“You're going to remember this for the rest of your life,
Hank. What's it gonna be? That you held out and experienced a
skilled, sexy older woman to the fullest? Or that you yelled and
came in less than thirty seconds like a cute, immature little-”
“AAHHHHHH!” Hank yelled, cumming all over my mother's tits. He
shot his warm cum all over her chest and she didn't even flinch,
laughing as my neighbor looked at her watch.
“Fifteen seconds!” Mrs. Barros laughed. “Kate, your hands
haven't lost one spot of their magic!”
“I knew all that practice I got in high school would be good for
something,” she laughed, making Hank's last spurts pleasurable
ones, using her thumbs to rub his cockhead as he gasped and twitched.
I almost shot off right then.
Besides being a size-queen slut in college, my mother was also
the hand-job queen of her high school?!
Oh god...
“Fifteen seconds, Hank Goldstein?” she laughed,
wiping off her gooped cleavage with a tissue. “I didn't even have
time to duck! Goodness!”
His face was beet red, his breath, coming in heaves. “I'm sorry
ma'am!”
She patted his deflating cock, giving it a loving squeeze. “We can
try again next week. I'm going to make it my special project to get
you over a minute in stamina!”
“You might as well teach sheep to talk,” Isabella laughed, then
scooted forward in her chair too. “Let me try one!”
And then she was grabbing Uri's hard throbbing cock!
“Awww, you took the biggest one!” my mother pouted.
She was so interested in big cocks! My dick almost shot off my body
again!
“I also took the smallest one,” my neighbor laughed, making my
face burn. “Unless you were going to help your son.”
“My son can help himself,” my mother laughed. “He does, in the
shower every morning. I can hear it every time.”
My mother knew, every time?! That was even more humiliating!
For his part, Uri was holding up well to Mrs. Barros using two dry
hands to stroke and rub his massive member.
Two hands?
When I beat off, I barely filled my one, and pumped up and down in
short fast strokes! But Mrs. Barros was sliding her hands down Uri's
cock like a handrail with long, slow glides, and still couldn't fit
it all!
“Such a gift,” she purred, getting into a steady rhythm. “You
will please many squirming girls with this wonder some day, young
man.”
His eyes were closed, his breath getting faster. “Thank you
ma'am!”
“He likes it when you watch him though,” my mother added. “Open
your eyes, Uri! I want you to see me looking right at you
when you explode. I'm going to be looking right at you, watching
your entire body shudder as you cum. And there's not a thing you can
do to stop me-”
“Sheiss!” the Russian cried, and suddenly he was cumming like a
fountain!
“Oh no!” Mrs. Barros gasped, letting go of his cock.
“Isa, no!”
“Arrrrgh!” Uri growled, grabbing his spurting dick in front of
everyone and pumping away as his orgasm dribbled out. “NO!”
My mother was laughing. “Isa! You ruined it!”
“I did not expect him to cum so quickly!” the Brazilian laughed,
looking at the embarrassed cum-covered boy. “He was doing so well!”
“It must have been something he saw,” my mother laughed, crossing
her long, bare legs with satisfaction, bobbing her foot in the air.
She was flirting with my friends again- pleased that they could bare
last around her! “Pity, Uri.”
“Maybe a few more years before this monster can please women,”
Isabella laughed, patting his softening cock. “We can try next
week as well.”
My mother laughed. “Two premature shooters down, two to go! Okay,
Tommy, think you can beat Hank's record of fifteen seconds?”
“I don't WANT to beat his record!” the jock said. “I'm a man,
not a boy like them!”
“Oh, you're a man, huh?” my mother laughed, putting a
squirt of lotion on her hands. And then a second. And a third.
“You think because you've bagged a few clueless high school
cheerleaders you can hang with women like Isa and me?”
Watching my mother rub the insane amount of lotion between her hands,
scooting forward in her chair towards his dick as she did, my friend
swallowed.
“Well, I mean, I ain't going to shoot off in fifteen seconds like
Hank did!”
“A minute then? Surely a big tough man could last a minute
before messing himself. It's just a handjob, after all.”
“Yeah, I can last a minute!”
“But if you don't,” she giggled, her hands absolutely dripping,
“both Isa and I get to spank you like a little boy if you get
erections around us again! Little boys don't get to be hard around
older women. And if you do, I'll go topless next week.”
He gulped, but nodded. “I can last a minute!”
My mother grinned. “Time me, Isa.”
I braced myself.
“Go!”
And then she did the most amazing thing.
She used her slick, dripping, nimble hands to reach around and grab
Tommy's bare buttcheeks, yanking his hips towards her.
And put her whole mouth around his cock.
My mother was sucking off Tommy Thompson, right here in my backyard!
“Oh jesus- oh FUCK!” he cried, pumping his hard dick down her
throat.
And my mother was doing something with her hands, between his
buttcheeks, reaching her fingers into his crack...
“OH JESUS!” Tommy gasped, going up on his tiptoes.
“Fifteen seconds,” Mrs. Barros laughed. “Better hurry, Kate.”
I saw my mother tip her head, and then her nose was bumping his pubic
bone with every downstroke. She was deep-throating him!
My balls started to pull up.
“Thirty seconds! Tommy, you're looking pretty close- you've gotten
blow jobs before, right?”
“Never.... NEVER LIKE THIS!” my friend cried, fucking my mother's
mouth.
Or more precisely, her mouth was fucking him. She was definitely the
aggressor, forcing him in and out at her crazy fast pace, jamming his
hips forward to get him deeper, playing with his balls, sliding a
slim finger up his ass.
She had her middle finger up Tommy's lubed ass!
As I watched her, hair flying, her breasts shaking in her bikini top
as Tommy's knees shook, a living, breathing, mature, sexual dynamo,
pulling my cockiest friend's orgasm from him totally against his
will, I couldn't help it.
I came.
All over myself.
My untouched dick gave two hard spurts, splashing my stomach and
chest, the later weak dribbles coating my balls, running down my
thighs. It was a ruined orgasm again!
And then Tommy came too. He yelled and thrust his hips forward, dick
clenching as he spurted and she squeezed and milked his balls to make
sure she got it all.
“AHHHHHHHH!”
His yell rang off the nearby houses, his mouth wide open as he pumped
cum deep down my mother's throat.
Or at least that's what we thought. Because as soon as his hips
stopped thrusting, my mother rose to her feet, his balls still in one
hand, and gave him a long, deep, French kiss.
Tommy tried to resist, but I saw the hand that had easily spanked me
to tears grip his balls even tighter, and Tommy's head rocked back to
let my mother's tongue do what ever it wanted to his mouth.
And what she was doing was pushing a huge mouthful of his thick,
creamy cum back into his throat.
She hadn't swallowed any of it.
But she was going to make him do so.
I saw her push the last tongue-ful of his own cum back into his mouth,
then hold his lips together with her other hand so he couldn't spit,
and only then release his balls as she stepped back.
“Sorry!” she blushed, wiping her mouth. “Force of habit!”
I almost fell over.
Did that mean...
With my Dad...
“But you still have to swallow honey,” she laughed, still holding
his lips shut. “House rules.”
Tommy looked like he was about to throw up, but trapped nude in my
backyard, his warm cum in his mouth, his mouth sealed, he didn't have
a choice. After a long few seconds, we all saw his Adam's apple
move! Tommy Thompson had swallowed his own cum!
“Kate, you trickster,” Mrs. Barros laughed. “That barely took
forty-five seconds!”
“Boys these days,” my mother said, using a swallow of bottled
water to rinse her mouth and then spit. She didn't let Tommy do the
same. “And he was trying to call himself a man. Little boy
Tommy's going to get his butt spanked red by both of us for the rest
of the summer!”
His face was deep red, his knees week. “But, I can't-”
“Quiet, cum swallower, or I'll make you do that every week,” she
laughed, then turned to me. “And now we'll see how long little
Jeffie can-” She broke into laughter when she saw my humiliated
face, and the cum all over my chest. “Oh NO, Jeff! Again!?”
“This time I really did not touch him!” Mrs. Barros laughed,
making me want to die. “He just... exploded!”
“Oh, Jeff, you know what that means,” my mother laughed, sitting
down and patting her nude thighs again. “Another long spanking,
and then you boys are going to have a very long, hard summer!”
***
And we did.
My mother and Mrs.
Barros made us strip and swim for them every weekend that entire
summer, sometimes joining us in bikinis, sometimes staying fully
clothed, laughing as we got hard for them anyway.
Tommy did get
spanked every time he got hard outside for the next few weeks, but
then my mother guessed he had learned his lesson since he wasn't his
normal cocky self anymore, and he was allowed to join the rest of us
beating off at the end every swim, where ever and however the women
decided.
My mother never
blew any of us again, although she did use her hands to tease Hank
and Uri to full hardness a few times every weekend and to make them
cum extra hard and fast when she was feeling naughty. Hank never did
last more than a minute with her, either by his hand or hers.
I never got any
help cumming, I would always have to pull my little dick myself in
front of two laughing women, even when Mrs. Barros started going
fully nude during her tanning visits, sometime in the middle of the
summer. She loved how hard it made us even when we tried not to be,
and had all four of us running around to get her drinks or serve her
with bouncing boners, just like she had with her brothers back home.
And once, as she
was directing me how to rub sun-tan lotion onto her naked, bronzed
back, my penis slid into the soft crack between her oiled buttcheeks,
and I gasped and came yelling, making everyone laugh as Mrs. Barros
pushed her butt back into me, to give me something to grind against.
It remains the
highlight of my sexual life to this day.
*** THE END ***
