Reasonable Bounds
Chapter 7

Copyright© 2013 by Spacer X

Humor Sex Story: Chapter 7 - This story is similar to my other epic-length story Six Times a Day in that there is one main male character who gets involved with a number of women. It also has a similar over the top style. The main difference is that the primary character is happily married, and a father instead of a son.

Caution: This Humor Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Fa/Fa   Consensual   Romantic   Slavery   Lesbian   Heterosexual   Humor   Incest   Father   Daughter   DomSub   MaleDom   Spanking   Humiliation   Harem   Polygamy/Polyamory   White Couple   White Male   White Female   First   Oral Sex   Anal Sex   Exhibitionism   Big Breasts  

(Sunday, May 19th - Tuesday, May 21st)

A short time later, Mindy came home from visiting her sister Erica in Santa Barbara. Michelle had just left for her video shop job. She was still pissed off, and I felt pity for whoever would be her coworkers that evening, but at least she’d changed out of her Eskimo outfit into her work uniform.

As Mindy and I ate dinner together, I filled her in on the situation, the entire situation! I wasn’t going to hold back anymore. I started from when Ruby came over, because that’s when the trouble really began, clear through to Michelle leaving for her job. I might have neglected some of the more lewd details, especially from when a totally nude Ruby ‘hugged’ me, but I didn’t leave out much.

Mindy sat poker-faced, just listening through the whole thing without any questions. I had no idea what she was thinking, but at least she wasn’t up and yelling at me.

After I was done, I sighed in frustration. “Where did we go wrong, Sweetheart? I blame Shelle, since Ruby goes along with whatever she does. She’s SO spoiled and willful. She doesn’t listen to me.”

Mindy spoke for the first time in a long time. “No, you’re wrong. You’re the only one she DOES listen to. You should see when I try to get her to do something, much less her teachers or her boss. She’s a ‘Daddy’s girl, ‘ and we all know it. You’re the only one with any control over her whatsoever.”

“That’s not really much comfort,” I complained. “Seriously, where did we go wrong? Look at Nicky and how well she’s doing in college up in Berkeley. She’s in the middle of finals week right now, and you just know she’s going to ace all her classes. What did we do differently with her?”

Mindy thought carefully for a while before replying, “I don’t think we did anything wrong. I blame society. And I know how that sounds, but it’s really true. This society values beauty so highly, and let’s face it, Michelle is a complete off-the-charts stunner, and she knows it. She gets anything she wants just by snapping her fingers. We try our best, but her friends, her teachers, everybody treats her like a princess, just because of the way she looks. We’re lucky she’s not even MORE spoiled, let alone vain, vapid, or foolish.”

“You have a point,” I conceded. “But still. Nicky’s beautiful, and you’re beautiful. Why is only Michelle so out of control?”

“Thanks, but there’s a difference. For one thing, our busts.” She looked down at her chest. “I’ve got these D-cups. Nicky’s are similar. They get attention. I see men look at me every day, and I know they’re thinking, ‘Hey! She’s got a rack! Nice broad!’ But I cover up and dress professionally. I want my coworkers to judge me by my smarts, not my body, and I discourage guys fawning over me, getting me coffee, that kind of thing.”

She continued, “Nicky’s basically the same, and covers up even more than I do. Like me, she demurs and doesn’t want lots of attention. She’s in college mainly to study, not to party. But Michelle? Her chest is in a whole different league.”

“But she’s only two bra cup sizes larger than you,” I pointed out.

“True, but that’s a big difference. It’s the difference between, ‘Hey! She’s got a nice rack!’ and ‘HOLY FUCKING MOTHER OF GOD! LOOK AT THOSE FUCKIN’ HUGE GAZONGAS! Joe, Frank, Bill - come here and check out that BABE!’ Pardon my French, but that’s how it is. And then you have her sultry face with her ‘come hither’ eyes, and her gorgeous bubble butt, and all the rest, and the way she dresses provocatively on top of everything else. Our not-so-little girl soaks up all that attention like a sponge and then looks for more. Honestly, have you EVER met a woman in the flesh with more arresting looks than our Michelle?”

“Um, no, not really.” Not only did I have to admit that, but just picturing her in my mind’s eye was giving me a hard-on all of a sudden.

My wife said, “That includes me and I don’t even mind you saying that, because it’s a plain fact. And as if that’s not enough, she’s blonde!”

This didn’t strike me as being a major problem. “So? You’re blonde.”

“I am, and believe me, I know just what that means.” Min rolled her eyes, and this time she wasn’t doing it for effect or to get a laugh. “Trust me, it makes a BIG difference, Honey. I still have trouble being taken seriously at work sometimes, mostly because of all these preconceived notions about blondes being bimbos and easy lays. And she’s not only blonde, she’s aggressively blonde. Her hair flows nearly down to her ass, and you know how her bangs hang down her shoulders in front. It’s hard to miss.”

Michelle did have a remarkable mane of hair. I couldn’t deny that.

Mindy continued, “So you see, every time we try to impose some limits, we’re completely undermined by the rest of society. For instance, we’ve forced her to take summer jobs since she turned 16 in order to teach her the value of work and money. But she doesn’t do anything! Have you seen her in action at this video shop? She’s got all her coworkers under her spell, male and female alike. She and Ruby basically just sit there and talk to each other while the others run around and do twice the work.”

I groaned. “Oh, man! We’ve known this forever, but you’re really driving it home. What are we going to do? Nothing we’ve tried seems to work.”

Mindy suggested, carefully, “We know she has this sexual desire to please you. In case you hadn’t noticed yet, she really wants to please you. You’re her whole world. We should exploit that somehow.”

We sat there for a full minute. Finally, I said, “You know, we’re beating around the bush. You haven’t said a word yet about the sexual incidents today that I just told you about. Especially the so-called ‘hugs’ the Gruesome Twosome gave me when they were fully nude. That was nothing less than an all-out attempt to seduce me! Both of them at once! If I hadn’t at least somewhat resisted, we would have wound up ... Well, I don’t know what, but it would have been bad! Adultery!”

She still didn’t react, so I prodded, “And yet you just sit there with a poker-face.”

“What do you want me to say? I told you last night that whatever happens between you and them on that front is none of my concern. They’re family, so it’s impossible for you to commit adultery with them.”

“What?! You didn’t say that before! How can you say that?! And Ruby isn’t family!”

“Don’t let her hear you say that. She’d be heart-broken! You know as well as I do we would have adopted her long ago if it weren’t for the fact that she still lives with her mother. And Cindy does a great job raising her.”

I grumbled, “So great that she spends most of her time here. But let’s not get sidetracked. Your reaction to what those girls are doing to me isn’t rational. And by the way, I’m dying to ask you something: did you tell them this morning what we talked about last night?”

Mindy smiled mysteriously. “I may have given Michelle a clue or two.” She winked. “Then I’m sure she told Ruby.”

I groaned. “I wish you would have told me that, or at least answered your phone!”

“What would the fun of that be? I thought you’d enjoy their increased teasing if you didn’t know what was going on.”

I groaned louder. “UGH! You’re treating this like it’s a big joke or something! They want to have some kind of sexual relationship with me! Both of them!”

Mindy said with sudden plaintive emotion, “I love them both! I can’t deny them that! It would break their hearts, and I’m not willing to do that.”

“Wait a minute. Did you REALLY go to Santa Barbara on Sunday? I know you love your sister Erica, but you detest her husband.”

“Of course I went! I wouldn’t lie to you about that. And yeah, I certainly don’t get along with Bob. But it’s also true that the timing of my visit wasn’t entirely coincidental. I was hoping you could get more chummy with the Hellions while I was away.”

“‘Chummy?!’ That’s the understatement of the year! Why are you so big on pushing us together in a sexual way?!”

“I know how strongly they desire you and I think it may be healthy for them to play around with you some.”

“‘Healthy?!’ I’d love to hear THAT explanation!”

“Think about it. Neither of them have had ANY boyfriends. There’s all kinds of rumors about them having sex with girlfriends though, mostly each other.”

I blanched. I had some vague notion things like that could be happening, but it shocked me to hear Min speak this out loud. We’d never openly discussed this before.

She continued, “I don’t think they’re lesbians though. It’s just a matter of ‘any port in a storm.’ They’re young, horny, and no boy will date them. Think how they must come across. So gorgeous it’s scary, and then their personalities are even more daunting. They don’t even have any friends who are boys. So of course they turn their sexual interest to you. Honey, you don’t seem to realize it, but you’re a VERY handsome man! And you’re exceptionally virile. You’ve got the equipment and you know what to do with it. And your stamina is off the charts!”

I probably blushed a little. “I don’t think that’s true at all. You’re biased.”

“Trust me, I know what I’m talking about. Women compare notes. Why do you think we always go to the bathroom together?”

I asked in surprise, “Do you really... ?”

She chuckled. “That’s neither here nor there. Anyway, they’ve gotten fixated on you, and they’re so fixated that they probably wouldn’t go on a date with a boy if one got the courage to ask either of them out. We can’t have them go off to college in a few months with NO sexual experience whatsoever! They’ll be eaten alive. You’ve heard of cases where a person who doesn’t know how to kiss asks a loved one for kissing lessons, haven’t you?”

I said, “Not really. It sounds like the start of some erotic story, not real life.”

“It happens, believe me. And it’s not that big a deal. Let them gain a little bit of sexual experience and confidence with you. Then they’ll go off to college and the handsome men will sweep them off their feet.”

I must have sat there with my jaw to the floor, because after a few moments Mindy joked, “Close your trap; you’re letting the flies in.”

I finally gathered my wits to say, “Mindy, what you’re suggesting is crazy! Totally nuts! I can’t do that!”

“Yes, you can. Remember, whatever happens is up to you. If all you can handle is some kissing, stop there. You’ll know where to draw the line. I trust you completely.”

I sighed. “I don’t trust me. That’s the problem. We’re not talking normal-looking girls. We’re talking ... UGH! They’re just too much!”

Mindy shrugged. “You’re a big boy. Make clear that you’re the boss. If they get too hot to handle, just bend them over your lap and give them both a good spanking!”

I shook my head in disbelief. “It’s wild that you say that, because that’s just what they said to me today.”

She raised a curious eyebrow. “What do you mean?”

“Oh, did I leave that part out? I must have thought it was too silly to mention. After I came down hard on them for taking too many liberties with me, they all but insisted I give them solid spankings.”

Mindy put a hand on her chin. “Hmmm...”

“What are you thinking? Oh no! Don’t tell me...”

She grinned impishly. “That’s right! You know what I’m thinking: give ‘em good spankings! Why not? Nothing else has worked to get them under control. Even you can’t rein them in that much with normal means, and they listen to you more than anybody.”

I complained, “But we’re not talking regular spankings. After what they did to me today, it’s pretty clear they’re talking about sexual spankings.”

Before Mindy could reply to that, I had an idea. “Hey! What if I give them the impression I’m going to give them sexual spankings, and then surprise them by giving them REAL spankings? I know they’re 18 and normally that would be completely out of the question. But they’ve crossed a sexual line with me already. A true spanking might actually restrain their behavior!”

I pondered my words after I said them, wondering if I was actually serious. I asked, “I dunno. Am I crazy with that suggestion?”

Mindy seemed intrigued. “No, you’re not. Actually, I think it’s so crazy that it just might work. I’m thinking about Michelle in particular, since she’s so willful, and yet she adores you. It’s not so much the physical pain as the fact that she’s forced you to resort to that; I think that would really get through to her. But still, let’s wait and see for a day or two first. Maybe she’ll cave in to your ultimatum.”

“Yeah, maybe. But I’m not hopeful. She’s a stubborn one. I wonder where she gets it from?”

Mindy grinned. “Okay, I am too, I’ll admit it. But so are you, bucko. Us Coopers, we go all out to get what we want.”

She looked at me with bedroom eyes. “Let’s talk about this more later. This is the first time in over a week when I came home and you didn’t all but carry me upstairs! Enough talking: make love to me!”

We’d finished dinner by this time. I felt so inspired that I actually did carry her upstairs!

And by God, we made love! I was so worked up from what Michelle and Ruby did to me that day that I nearly set some kind of personal record for non-stop fucking. I had some great orgasms, but I made sure Mindy did too, as I always did. As we lay together afterwards, once we were tired out, my mind wandered back to the problem at hand.

I decided I needed to take action sooner rather than later. I got dressed and called to Michelle down the hall to come to me.

When Michelle entered our bedroom, I was dressed in shorts and a T-shirt. Mindy was still lying down naked, but had the sheets pulled up to her shoulders.

I noticed Michelle curiously and repeatedly sniffing the air, which concerned me. Did she really not know what that “yummy goo” was, and would the spermy smell in the air give it away? I decided to push all such thoughts out of my mind or I really would go crazy.

I gave Michelle an ultimatum. She had to tell me about what she was scheming when she’d been talking to Lisa near the kitchen. Until she did, she had to endure the punishments I’d given her. That included not being able to leave the house for most purposes and not being allowed to have Ruby come over.

It wasn’t so much the actual issue as the principle of the thing. I needed to draw the line to bring her to heel. If it wasn’t this, it would have been something else, because she continually defied our authority.

We waited to see what would happen. We didn’t mention that spanking idea, since that might only encourage her, as she’d likely imagine a sexy spanking. We were keeping the harsh spanking idea in reserve as a back-up plan.

Michelle tried everything - crying, pleading, flattery, crying, puppy dog looks, and more crying. Mostly, she just moped.

But I held firm.

Unfortunately, much to my dismay, so did she. I’ll give my youngest daughter this much: she certainly knows how to dig in her heels when the chips are down. I think she understood, as did I, that the scheming somehow related to Lisa was just the cover story. The real story was my trying to lay down rules about what she wore and so on, to stop her sexual antics with me. If she gave in, she might have to stop her attempt to seduce me.

And Ruby would have to do the same, because Ruby nearly always followed Michelle’s lead.

One side effect of the standoff was that all the sexual teasing came to a halt. It was hard for Michelle to flirt with the “normal” clothes she was required to wear. Plus her confidante Ruby wasn’t there. But I think most important was the fact that she was depressed and thus in no mood for that kind of thing.

I knew how Michelle could be. She was not someone to play “chicken” with, because she simply didn’t back down. The standoff was likely to last a very long time.

The next day, the standoff continued. Knowing how stubborn Michelle was, Mindy and I agreed that we should try the spanking experiment sooner rather than later. The plan was to try it out with Michelle first. If Ruby were there too, that would double the sexual temptation. But if it worked, I could try spanking Ruby next.

I still had reservations. But I figured, Why the hell not? After all, Michelle had recently told me: “Daddy, you need to bend us over your lap and show us who’s boss! Take control of your willful daughters.” Maybe she was right. Maybe my youngest really needed some serious discipline from me.

My biggest worry was that the spanking would get too sexual and thus would fail to serve its purpose as a deterrent. So Mindy agreed to watch and make sure things stayed on track.

After a morose dinner with a moping Michelle on Tuesday night, Mindy and I had a short private talk. We decided the time had come to try out the spanking plan. So Mindy and I went up to Michelle’s room and found her doing something on her computer. Thankfully, she was dressed in relatively restrained clothes, wearing tight blue jeans and a skin tight, bra-less top that just managed not to violate the no-teasing rules I’d set for her.

We explained to her the spanking idea and the rationale for it.

She was eager; very eager. I kept explaining that it was not a sexual spanking, but a truly punishing one, and that she wouldn’t like it.

But she replied, “No, I’ll like it. Daddy, this is what I need! I know I’ve done wrong, but I can’t control myself sometimes. I need someone to control my willful ways. I need discipline; that’s just who I am. I’m not talking about being grounded and that kind of thing, I need to be HARSHLY punished! I’m talking about serious physical discipline from a MAN! This is the missing piece!”

I was wary - my little girl seemed to be TOO eager. Her only reservation was that she insisted that Ruby had to be there as well to make sure that things were “kosher.” She said that since Mindy was my referee, she should get her own referee.

Even though I didn’t want Ruby there, I was willing to concede on that point. What could go wrong if Mindy was there too? Besides, Ruby would watch and be deterred by seeing how harsh the spanking was.

So we waited while she called Ruby, who agreed to come over to our house straight away.

We sat there chatting awkwardly, but luckily it wasn’t very long since Ruby literally ran over and her house was only a minute’s walk away - down the street and around a corner.

Ruby had come over with the clothes she happened to have on, which were a T-shirt and shorts, plus undies underneath. My wife wore roughly the same, and so did I. Even though it was evening, it was early summer in Southern California, and there was no need to put on pants or a sweater unless you wanted to.

Michelle was there to greet Ruby downstairs as soon as Ruby let herself in. (Ruby was so much like family that she had her own keys to all the locks.) I came down the stairs as well to make sure they weren’t secretly whispering plans to each other, only to find them engaged in a VERY serious lip-lock with each other!

I thought back to Mindy’s mention of rumors the two of them were having sex with each other. Oh man! Those sure looked to be more than rumors! Phew! It wasn’t just that they were kissing; the way they fondled each other’s breasts suggested it was something they’d done to each other many, many times before.

Then, while still standing at the top of the stairs, I heard them talk between kisses. “I missed you so much!” “I missed you!” “I love you!” “I love you MORE!” “Never leave me again!” “NEVER!”

They went on like this for a couple of minutes with more French kissing too. They sounded like lovers as well as looked it.

In theory, I didn’t have a problem with it, I’m not homophobic. But at the same time, I was sincerely hoping Mindy was right that they were mainly heterosexual, so they could get married and have children and such.

 
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