Chapter 2

I was able to detect that the Girl Scout’s mother was friendly and cooperative on the surface but it was blatantly obvious to me that she hated the humiliation of lowering her undies so I could spank her on her naked flesh. I could not help but notice the gold cross she wore around her neck and I speculated that she was a good Sunday church-going housewife with lots of time on her hands to help out her daughter in the cookie selling fund raising each year.

I knew she had volunteered to take the spanking her daughter had promised me if I bought a supply of the sweet things to help her make her quota. The daughter was all sugar and spice and everything nice but I found her plain white panties to be a turn off and preferred the mother’s French undies instead.

Actually, she was being quite accommodating about bending over my dining room table and allowing me to pull her panties well out of the field of fire as I turned her delectable ass cheeks into a nice shade of red right in front of her excited daughter.

“Oh, mom, I can do that. You don’t have to take the spanking instead of me. What if daddy sees your ass all red like that? Please don’t tell him it was to sell our cookies or he will be cross with the both of us and you know what that means after dinner.

The mother hushed her daughter and told me, “If you want to poke my bottom, it is quite all right, young man, but please don’t go near my feminine folds because my husband will suspect right away. He always checks me down there after I come home from an excursion outside the house. One spanking is enough for one day for me, thank you.”

I appreciated her submissive attitude and started to bounce my big boy on her ass cheeks to the laughter of her Girl Scout daughter.

“Mama, you are much too small for him back there. Should I get some baby oil from the bathroom like we do at home when daddy wants to put it in our bottoms?”

The mother was terribly embarrassed now at her daughter’s spilling the beans about their domestic diversions.

“Yes, dear either the baby oil or Vaseline is just fine. Bring us some tissues so we can clean up the mess afterwards.”

I spread the mother’s mature but still sexually attractive cheeks widely and started to rub her pucker with my middle finger and forefinger just to insure she was nice and open for my hungry dick soon to follow up her Hershey highway. I opened her Girl Scout vest and pulled out her nipples so I could play with them as I humped her from behind the way I liked to do it best with any female with a submissive attitude.

Her teenaged daughter skipped back into the room and she started to lubricate her mother’s still red backside with big gobs of Vaseline to ease my entry into her pulsating pucker.

I continued to spank the older woman with my heavy palms and her daughter kissed her reddened skin to show she was sorry that her mother was taking the punishment she knew she deserved for her greedy need to sell a lot of cookies.

I placed some of the stuff right on the tip of my dick and the little girl guided my end right into the puckered target with practiced skill that showed me it wasn’t the first time she had fed her mother’s ass with dick in such a depraved manner. I lifted her skirt in the back and put my hand down her pants and got my middle finger deep inside her dirt hole watching the flickering pleasure light her face with joy at my touch. I had no doubt that the girl was anally inspired just as the mother and they probably worked as a team in tending the man of the house’s need for fetish sex.

My salami was buried all the way up to the hilt inside the mother’s ass at this point and she was moaning and it sounded like she was praying for spiritual guidance in reaching her orgasm. It was exciting to see her put her hands together and close her eyes in her desire to please me with her sensuous bottom.

Her teenaged daughter must have been in just this same situation with her mother before and she quickly moved behind me and the next thing I knew she had placed her pretty youthful face flush against my ass cheeks and started to lick my pounding crack buried deep inside her mother’s ass.

The girl was frantic now to help her mother reach her anticipated orgasm. She moved from my puckered star to my swollen balls licking and sucking like an obscene whore searching for that point on my root where it was banging into her mother’s posterior entry and licking up the residue of our juices mixed with the taste of the Vaseline that eased the way inside.

I reached around to the mother’s boobs and began to twist them in a way I knew from experience that most females enjoyed and felt her arousal as they hardened in my greedy fingers that wouldn’t stop giving it to her nice and hard.