Part 38: Lay Your Hands on Me

Day 55: Saturday, November 9

Chapter 1

"What do the two of you think you're DOING?" It was the unexpected sound of Susan shouting shrilly.

Alan looked up and saw her sitting up in her chair, shooting daggers at them with her eyes. She was leaning forward, causing her huge tits to sway and jiggle.

Suzanne was up and turned around towards him and his sister as well, but she wore a more amused expression. She managed to preen and pose her naked body sexily while shifting positions.

The two siblings removed their hands from each other as if they'd suddenly touched hot irons.

Susan got up, put on her bikini bottoms (but not her bikini top), and headed in their direction. Even though they'd just been busted, about the only thing Alan could think of was how sexy his mother looked in her minuscule bikini bottoms as she angrily stalked towards them. Her jugs swung from side to side and forward and back with every step as she drew closer.

They listened to the sound of her high heels click-clicking on the concrete as she walked their way.

He was right on the edge of orgasm, thanks to several minutes of rubbing his cock against his sister's pussy while she stroked him, so he was afraid that he'd shoot his load just from the sight of his walking mother. As he realized that ejaculating wouldn't make their predicament any better, he clenched his PC muscle with all his might in a desperate attempt to stave off a climax. He thought, At least I had the sense not to fuck Sis. Man, that would have been a total disaster!

Susan folded her arms under her breasts, further pushing out her boobs, and glared.

That made her look even more fuckable to Alan's eyes. Despite his predicament, all he could think was, I wonder if she needs me to apply lotion to those nipples and all over her tits some more. I should point out that they're exposed to the sun and are going to get burned. Maybe I can even put some of my special cream on them. He chuckled silently.

But in fact she was very irate. "Alan Evan Plummer! For SHAME!"

He struggled to focus. His penis repeatedly jerked as it tried to shoot a load, while his PC muscle control barely held it in check.

"Didn't I just finish telling you about no improper touching? And yet I find your big hard cock lying right near your sister's defenseless pussy! And you, Katherine Anne Plummer! You're supposed to ask my permission first, young lady! You're also flagrantly ignoring my wishes and violating the clear boundaries I've set out, jacking him off in your hot little hands, stroking all those inches of his fat cock like it was the most important thing in the world!"

She continued, "Look at you two! Why, Katherine, you could have simply lifted your sexy ass and guided him into your tight pussy, and he would have been pounding you with his fat cock! And what happened to your bikini bottoms?"

Alan was having a hard time, since he found her angry words to be so arousing. He continued his intense clenching.

Katherine looked away in embarrassment. "Um, they kind of slid off."

"Slid off?! Ha! I'll bet. All the way down your legs? I don't think so!"

Katherine figured the best defense was a good offense. "Well, what about you? Why aren't you wearing your bikini top right now? It's right over there." She pointed to where the tiny top lay, near the edge of the pool.

Susan sounded indignant, even though she knew she was on shaky ground on this point. "That's different. It so happens that there's a rule that Alan has total control over what I wear, and we always obey the rules around here. Just like how you need to obey the rules I gave you!"

Katherine pointed out, "But last I heard, Brother said you had to take your bikini bottoms off, and yet you just put them back on."

Susan looked over to Alan, hoping for support.

But he just looked disappointed that she was breaking the rules.

Susan realized she'd lost that round. Peeved, she shimmied out of her bikini bottoms and tossed them aside, so her daughter couldn't complain about her hypocrisy. "Fine," she huffed. She clutched and hid her pussy with both hands, but that just left her massive melons even more exposed. "I forgot he said that, okay? But that doesn't excuse what you were doing!"

"I forgot too!" Katherine claimed defiantly.

He thought, Man oh man! Everybody needs to shut up and go away, or I'm really gonna cum! Mom's getting naked on my whim, even while trying to lecture Sis? It's like a sexy conspiracy against my dick!

Susan wagged her finger, still keeping her angry stance. "I don't think I can trust you two together." She pointed at Alan's crotch. "Just look at your big erection! It's all slippery and slick and wet. And throbbing. And hot. And so long..." Her voice lost its angry edge and grew soft as she kept staring at his exposed boner.

She lost her train of thought. She was nearly overwhelmed with the desire to drop down and shove his thickness deep into her mouth.

He saw the desire in her eyes and the way she licked her lips, and he was so aroused by the idea that her angry rant could be cut short by stuffing his dick in her mouth that his pole twitched even more. He had to redouble his efforts not to cum.

Rallying her resolve, she asked, "Son, can't you make that thing go down? I'm chastising you. Shouldn't this be the kind of time you go flaccid, at least for a little while?"

"Sorry, Mom. But look at Sis. She may well be the most beautiful girl in school. And then look at you. I've got to cope with having a Playboy centerfold of the year as my mom."

Susan huffed in exasperation. "You know I've never been a centerfold."

He pretended to be clueless. "Really? Are you sure about that? Wasn't that you, Miss December, last year?"

She rolled her eyes. "No, it was not." But his flattery was having an effect, and her mood was softening. She again crossed her arms under her hefty rack, striking a determined pose that showed she wasn't falling for his bullshit, but at the same time that completely exposed her pussy. Belatedly realizing this, she quickly dropped a hand back down to cover it.

She thought, He's making me all flustered. I can't let myself be swayed by his clever words and his huge, throbbing cock. I have to be tough! She willed herself back to being angry.

Then she turned her head away from his crotch, looked at Katherine, and continued, "Your sister is all wet too. You two have been up to something. Alan, you're grounded for a week. And not only that, but no blowjobs from me for ... for ... three days!"

She'd meant to say one week for that, as well, but just as she was giving out the punishment, her eyes had drifted back to his erection and she'd decided a week would be far too long for her to take. She licked her lips hungrily. After all, I'm punishing him, not me!

He complained, "Three days?! But what about Tuesday?"

Susan did a mental calculation and realized that Tuesday would be the third day of her punishment. She definitely didn't want to miss out on that. She sheepishly and quietly added, "Counting today." That made her red in the face, but she wasn't about to miss out on a Tuesday full of cocksucking for anything.

His erection still twitched as he teetered on the verge of orgasm, but the sense of imminent climax slowly passed as the disappointment at the punishment set in.

Then Susan turned to Katherine. "And Katherine, my supposed Angel, I was too nice when I lifted your grounding last week. This is how you repay me! I don't know what I'm going to do ... You're grounded for a month! That's right, an entire month! And no helping your brother with blowjobs for that whole time either!"

Alan looked down shamefacedly.

But Katherine maintained a defiant attitude. "What?! What about you..." She was about to launch into how hypocritical her mother had been, given how Susan had just busted through her own boundaries a short while before when Alan was on top of her, but then Katherine realized that she was supposed to have been asleep the whole time. What a gyp!

"What about me?" Susan said angrily.

"Nothing..." Katherine trailed off. She'd rarely seen her mother so angry, and didn't want to exacerbate her tirade and get an even worse punishment. She privately groused, A whole month of punishment for me, and Brother gets grounded for a mere week. That's so unfair, just 'cos he has the tasty penis. Sheesh!

Susan said to her daughter, "I know my punishment sounds harsh, but I'm convinced the two of you would have started actual intercourse if I hadn't happened to look over here."

Alan protested, "We weren't! Honest!"

Katherine vigorously nodded in agreement.

But Susan said, "Argue all you want, but I know what I saw. Katherine, there's just no way you can have such a fat, powerful cock that close to your pussy and not find him balls-deep in me, screaming his name to the sky!"

Katherine was going to point out that Susan had said "in me," not "in you," but decided that wouldn't help any.

Susan said to her daughter in a softer tone, "Look. Being one of his personal cocksuckers is a wonderful thing. Upon reflection, I'm proud that you've stepped up and have been so willing to help out. But there's a big, big difference between that and actual intercourse! I don't want you to commit a grave, terrible sin! You have to learn how to control yourself!"

"How can I learn that if I can't suck on him for an entire month?!"

Susan didn't really have a good answer to that, so she said, "We'll talk about it later."

She went back to her lounge chair, lay down, and tried to cool off emotionally. She poured herself another glass of punch and quickly downed it. She considered putting all or part of her bikini back on, but she decided that rules were rules so she had no choice but to stay naked until Alan gave her permission otherwise. Damn, I hate having to get tough with them, but it's for their own good. Not that I'm really being fair, I'll admit. Suzanne and I both got him off, so of course she figures it's okay for her to do it too. But it's different with her.

Look how his cock was nearly at the entrance to her pussy. She's too young and innocent to be able to resist a big, powerful cock like that. That would be real incest, for crying out loud! It's not right. I know I'm probably being too tough, but I have to protect her virginity. I don't think she understands that real, incestuous intercourse could lead her straight to the Gates of Hell. Actually, when I look at it that way, I can't be tough enough!

As usual, Susan's feelings for her son were too passionate for her to see the hypocrisy in her ideas. Jealousy was a big factor in her maintaining a hard line. She knew that if Katherine were banned from blowjobs for a month, she herself would have to help pick up the slack.

Alan sheepishly got up off his sister and retired to his own adjacent lounge chair. This was the first time he'd actually used it for more than a few seconds during the whole afternoon. His erection finally subsided completely after his mother's upsetting buzz-kill.

"Not so fast, Susan," said Suzanne as she stood up and walked over to where the kids sat. Suzanne was still buck naked. She folded her arms as if in a huff, just like her best friend had just done.

Susan pulled her bikini bottoms back on and walked over.

Susan thought that Suzanne would try to defend the two youngsters, but instead Suzanne said, "Those two need to be taught a lesson, but I don't think Katherine got the message. Did you see how she defied you even after you spoke? Here she is, flagrantly violating your orders just after you've grounded her. Not only that, but you heard during the card game with Brenda Katherine's own confession of things she'd done with Alan in secret and against your orders. She's been defying your orders over and over lately, and simply grounding her isn't going to work. In fact, it'll probably just give her more opportunities to fool around with him behind your back!"

Katherine's mouth gaped open wide. Betrayed by Aunt Suzy?! I don't believe it! And after I restrained myself so much, at her request!

"I ... was thinking that," Susan replied sheepishly, "but I couldn't think of any other suitable punishment. It's always worked in the past." In fact, she was bad at giving out punishments because she so rarely had to. Katherine and Alan had always been model children, more out of an attempt to win more of her love and affection than out of fear of punishment. The number of times Susan had been forced to get angry lately was completely unprecedented.

"Sterner methods are needed," Suzanne said firmly. "You're too nice. You need to be made of tougher stuff. Katherine needs to suffer. The only way to drive thoughts of pleasure out of her mind is with pain. She needs a good spanking! It's Pavlovian. Associate her misdeed with an immediate dose of pain, and her body will connect the two together. It's automatic."

Katherine was totally baffled until Suzanne mentioned spanking. Then her eyes lit up as she fondly recalled the spanking Alan had given her just the night before. She started to realize that Suzanne hadn't betrayed her after all. But she wisely kept her mouth shut to see what else the wily redhead would come up with.

"A spanking?" Susan was shocked. "But, but, they're not little children anymore! Is it really the only way?"

"Are you too softhearted to punish her properly?"

"Come on! There has to be another way. Katherine, Angel, you'd never agree to this, would you?"

All eyes turned to her daughter.

"I agree with Aunt Suzy," Katherine replied confidently. "I really need a spanking."

"WHAT?!" Susan nearly yelled in shock. "What's gotten into you? This isn't the Middle Ages!"

"I know, Mom, but I've been naughty lately. Aunt Suzy's right. I've been doing all sorts of terribly naughty things. The only cure is discipline and a firm hand. Literally."

Katherine had begged for another spanking that very morning, so she could hardly believe her luck. Her only concern was that it would be a real spanking and not an erotic spanking like the one Alan had given her. But she knew that Suzanne was the one who'd engineered this whole excellent suntan lotion session, so she figured that Suzanne was probably going somewhere sexual and fun with the spanking idea. She looked up at Suzanne to quell her doubts, and was rewarded with a surreptitious wink.

Alan's penis started to engorge again. He was very careful to cover it with his legs though, because he knew that if Susan saw how much the spanking idea was arousing him, she might get wise.

"You see?" Suzanne said triumphantly to Susan. "How can you disagree with that? Or is it that you don't have it in you to administer the proper punishment?"

"Well, no, that's not it..." Susan was on the defensive now, embarrassed and hesitant. "But ... Maybe it would ... Okay, I'll admit it: I just can't do that to my daughter!"

"I'm willing to help out," Suzanne volunteered. "Is it okay if I administer her punishment?"

Susan finally nodded faintly. She was greatly relieved, because she couldn't imagine spanking anyone, much less her own daughter. Seeing her bikini bottoms on the floor, she picked them up and put them back on. She hoped that would help her from getting too aroused.

Suzanne saw that and waited until Susan had put her bikini bottoms back on. Then she said, "Okay, Susan, take off your bikini bottoms and I'll get started."

"What?! Me? Why? I just put them back on!"

Suzanne said sternly, "Well, you're free to ground Alan, but that doesn't take away his right to decide what you wear. Did he or did he not tell you to take them off a little while ago? I didn't hear him rescind his order. Are we or are we not about obeying the rules?" Suzanne wanted to reassert Susan's sense that Alan was really the one in control.

"Oh, poo!" Susan pouted as she slid her bikini bottoms off again. "Why do I always end up naked and horny? It's not fair!" But her submissive side was quite delighted, and she made sure to put on another sexy show for her son while taking them off. Already her anger with her children was mostly gone, swamped by a general horny feeling. (All the talk about spanking had helped fire her lust.)

As Susan gyrated and writhed her way out of her bikini bottoms in the sexiest way possible, Suzanne said to her, "And watch this spanking closely. It should be instructional to you, because Alan will have to give your ass a stern spanking if you keep flagrantly disobeying the rule on dress."

Susan nearly spontaneously burst into flames, because hearing that made her so hot. She was disappointed that she didn't have more clothes to strip out of.

Suzanne walked over to Katherine's lounge chair. She looked upset and concerned, but she was secretly having a great time. The only thing she was still "wearing" was the small vibrator secretly humming deep inside her (plus her high-heeled sandals). The vibrator didn't provide enough stimulation to send her over the edge, but it kept her close to it, thanks to the other visual and mental stimulation all around her.

"This chair will do," she said of the lounge chair Katherine was lying on. "Katherine, please get up and adjust it so that it lies completely flat. Then lay down with your butt in the air. And take off those silly bikini bottoms so you'll feel the full impact of my hand."

This last comment was completely absurd since Katherine's soaked bikini bottoms were so small that their string was lost deep in her butt crack and would in no way hinder a spanking, but the dazed Susan failed to call Suzanne on it. Susan was too horny, especially since she was imagining herself in Katherine's place and Alan in Suzanne's place.

Soon Katherine lay down completely naked. As Suzanne had ordered, she thrust her butt up about a foot in the air, away from the lounge chair, and wiggled it. She also spread her legs to the very edges of the lounge chair, but she wished it were wider so that she could spread herself even more.

Susan still sat about ten feet away in her own lounge chair and pretended not to be particularly interested. But curiosity compelled her to turn around frequently and watch from behind her sunglasses.

Alan had an even better view of the proceedings since his chair was adjacent to Katherine's. By this time he had given up all attempts at keeping his erection within his European swim briefs. His dick had been stiff for so long that he was getting a real case of blue balls. But he didn't know how to get relief without possibly pissing his mother off some more. Besides, he was tired from all the suntan lotion fun, so he was satisfied for the moment to just watch and see what would happen with the spanking.

Chapter 2

"All right, Katherine, get ready," Suzanne said sternly. "You've been bad and now you have to pay. Keep your butt up and brace yourself." Suzanne raised her hand high in the air, preparing to spank Katherine.

Suzanne brought her hand crashing down, making a great smacking sound.

"Ow!" cried Katherine.

But, in fact, the smack sounded worse than it actually was. At the last second Suzanne had pulled her strike a bit so that the smack was much gentler than, for instance, the first strikes that Glory had given Alan the previous week.

Katherine didn't really mind the pain much, since she had a "hurts so good" attitude about sexual spankings. However, she knew it was important for Susan's sake to keep up the pretense.

Susan watched the first smack, but when the blow actually came, she turned away and closed her eyes. She absolutely abhorred violence of any type. Even though she didn't see the actual strike, she cried out, "Oh, dear! My darling Angel! Suzanne, please, don't be too rough."

Suzanne replied in her sensual, raspy voice, "Sorry, Susan, but that's the whole point. No pain, no gain. Don't worry, though; it'll be over soon."

Curiosity got the best of Susan, so she periodically turned back to look, but only when she guessed it was between strikes. She wanted to make sure that Katherine didn't get hurt too much. Since Katherine was faced towards her, she kept an eye on her daughter's facial expression to see if the punishment got to be too much for her to bear.

As for Alan, he began to lightly stroke himself. He knew that Susan would get extremely upset if she caught him "committing the sin of Onan," but he decided that she was unable to see what he was doing from where she sat. The way Katherine was positioned, with her buttocks a foot high in the air and her legs spread wide, was too blatantly erotic for him to take, and then seeing Suzanne's breasts swing and sway wildly with every swat she made drove what little self-control remained from his brain. He simply couldn't resist.

"Be strong and don't cry out," Suzanne told Katherine sternly. She brought her hand down again from a dramatically high starting point.

This time Katherine kept silent. However, she deliberately made her face grimace in pain.

Susan, from her angle, could see Katherine's face quite clearly. From Susan's vantage point it looked like Katherine was suffering quite badly. The concerned mother winced and bit her lip. She was both concerned and hot, because she was visualizing Alan smacking her ass just like that.

Oh dear! What if I disobey his rules? What if I wear the wrong clothes? Oh my goodness, what if I'd kept my bikini bottoms on, even after Suzanne said something about it? That would probably be me right now, getting my bare ass whopped. Tiger is just so strong and handsome. I think his cock needs to be sucked ... A LOT!

After the second slap, Katherine's butt retreated back flat against the lounge chair. "Keep your butt up so you feel the full force," Suzanne ordered haughtily.

Suzanne reached under Katherine and pushed her crotch up. Then she left her hand there, inches from Katherine's wet slit. Her fingers slid around a bit until she was delighted to discover the smooth feeling of Katherine's shaved pussy. Against her wiser instincts she began to feel it up a bit more. She knew it was risky with Susan right there, but she was convinced that Susan couldn't see the action from her angle and position.

Katherine didn't offer even the slightest muffle of complaint. Far from it: she let out a distinct but subtle moan of pleasure.

Suzanne and Katherine had never touched each other's privates sexually. Though they hadn't spoken about it, their growing attraction to each other was so strong that Alan could practically feel the waves of desire that radiated from each of them. But Suzanne was in a bit of a fix: probing the girl's slit would require her to reposition her hand into a far too suspicious position.

Suzanne suddenly thought of a way that could help shield her true intentions even better from Susan. "Just a second," she said out loud to Katherine. "Let's see if I can adjust this chair so you don't need to hold your butt up quite so much."

The lounge chair was the kind that had three segments, with two joints to bend. Suzanne got up and adjusted it so that the middle section was elevated while the other two hung down towards the ground. Then she had Katherine position herself towards the foot of the chair.

The overall effect was that Katherine's head hung down one side while her butt hung down the other side of the high middle section. Now, her butt was nearly completely out of Susan's sight, since Susan could see only the top of her butt cheeks.

Suzanne repositioned herself and once again placed her hand underneath Katherine as if to hold her up. But now that she was sure her actions couldn't be directly observed by Susan, she immediately stuck her thumb into Katherine's tight pussy, which was already slick from her juices. By using only the thumb, Suzanne could keep her hand in a position that didn't look too obvious, as the palm of the hand and the other fingers were further away from Katharine's pussy.

Katherine didn't say a word or give anything away by her facial expression, but she was secretly very pleased. She had half-expected that Suzanne would do something like this once she'd heard Suzanne's spanking proposal. Ever since Katherine had fucked Alan for the first time and made out with Kim, she'd started to look at Suzanne in a whole new way.

Lately, Katherine had begun to figure that, because things had been so highly sexed since Alan began his "treatments," it was only natural that everyone in the house eventually would fuck everyone else, sooner or later. She was ready for more - much more, if possible. In the past few days, Suzanne and Katherine had eyed each other, and even sometimes French kissed each other hello and goodbye when Susan couldn't observe (and even once when Alan had seen them), so this kind of intimate contact wasn't completely unexpected.

The horny girl thought, YES! This is great! Suzanne is too hot to be believed, and she's into me! Literally! She giggled out loud at that accidental double entendre, but then she remembered she was supposed to look pained. This is gonna change everything, again. And to think that I'd just concluded that she'd betrayed me.

Alan watched the repositioning closely. The idea of Suzanne fingerfucking his sister mere feet from Susan was too exciting for him to ignore. He got out the suntan lotion, covered his boner with it until it was slippery and shiny, and sped up his masturbation.

Suzanne was the only one in a position to see what he was doing. Her only reaction was a knowing wink.

Suzanne brought her hand down again on the cheerleader's exquisite butt. "That's four," she said. "I think twenty will do."

"Twenty?" Susan asked from her chair, true concern and worry written broadly across her beautiful features. "Don't you think that's being too harsh? It looks like you're really hurting her!"

"Don't worry," replied Suzanne as she began to move her thumb in and out of Katherine's pussy. "It may look like I'm hurting her, but she's not really in so much pain. Right, Angel?"

"Um, right," answered a highly aroused Katherine. After the initial shock of being spanked wore off, she began to find the smacks quite pleasurable, in a weird way. It was just like the night before - the pain of the spankings only heightened her pleasure. If anything, she wanted Suzanne to spank harder, but she couldn't figure out how to convey that without Susan possibly overhearing. She was so ready to orgasm that it was all she could do to not thrust her butt up in the air even more, to accentuate and encourage the movement of Suzanne's fingers.

"But, uh," she added, "although it hurts some, I neeeeeed it! I really do. I've been so very bad! So naughty!" Her long legs writhed and she clenched and unclenched her butt cheeks, along with her saturated pussy walls, squeezing Suzanne's thumb like a small penis.

Luckily, Susan's suspicions weren't aroused despite the enthusiastic and even erotic way Katherine said, "I need it!"

Susan said, "Wait! Hold on! Is this really necessary? I can't stand to watch my darling baby suffer!"

Suzanne looked at Susan. "Necessary? You bet it is. Things have changed around here lately, and without spankings the order will fall apart. With Ron gone, Alan is the man of the house. He can keep us all in line with spankings. Just imagine if you displease your son. Look at Katherine and imagine that's YOU instead, and that Sweetie's the one giving your ass a harsh spanking!"

Susan's eyes went wide. "Oh ... my!" She'd been imagining that already, but hearing Suzanne say it made it much more real. She's right! Tiger's in charge of us now. He needs to be obeyed! And serviced!

Suddenly Susan was far less concerned for Katherine and far more aroused. In her vivid imagination, the naked ass being spanked WAS her ass, and the strong hand swatting it was Alan's hand. She squirmed around in her lounge chair as new gushes of pussy juice flowed down her inner thighs.

But Susan asked, "Suzanne, why would Tiger need to spank me? I'm his mother. I'm the one who's supposed to punish him."

"True. You punish him if he lets you down, but what if you let him down? What if, for instance, you put your own selfish needs ahead of keeping his cock well-drained? Would it not then be his right to spank your disobedient ass?"