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The Girls Remember (MFFF/F, spank, sex)
(C) 2001 ReadyOne
When I heard the garage door opener start up, I shut off the computer and went over to the door to welcome home Cathy, my SO. She had gone to a birthday dinner for her best high school friend, and I was a bit surprised to see had come home with Deirdre the birthday girl in tow. I greeted her with pleasure and she gave me a nice hug.
Then they started looking for Regina and Becky, who somehow got lost following them home from the restaurant. Or actually, the grocery store, where they all had stopped to buy coffee and Irish cream. And since the goods were traveling with Becky and Gina, Deirdre complained that they were delaying the project of getting drunk and a good bull session.
While we waited, Cathy gave me a report of the evening and said they’d come home to play some pitch. Cathy had played with the 4 girls and their mates in a card club for many years until she dropped out, having exchanged husband for a new boy friend who did not play. Now seemed as good a time as any other to teach me the card game so we could be invited to play in the club again.
The girls stared joking about what could be keeping the other two, so I quickly straightened up the kitchen table and then made a pass through the living room. Knowing there could be 5 of us in the living room, I closed up the computer console opposite the couch and turned the chair around to face the couch so we all would have seats if the drinking was to be done in there. It was a wooden straight-backed dining room chain, so I threw an extra cushion on it figuring that I’d end up setting there.
The prodigal two arrived, bearing snacks, coffee beans, and "warmer". Having the fastest coffeepot in the west (it always keeps a pot of hot water ready to go, just like its bigger restaurant brother) I made two pots, liberally laced while the girls made up a crib sheet for me and arraigned themselves at the table. All the time they bantered me with "Brought home 4 women for you" and "we really ought to play strip poker, not pitch", and teased each other about their alleged teen exploits.
"Remember when you skipped home-ec to be with that boy?" Deirdre asked Becky.
"Yes, and all the time he was saying ‘Of course I still love you’" replied Becky, shaking her body up and down to give the unmistakable image of being humped by the guy, to peels of laughter.
"And Deirdre," Becky salvoed back, "What happened with that guy you spent the whole Saturday morning with after you locked me out of the loft over my garage just to be alone up there with him?"
"Some guy I should have married but didn’t. Just couldn’t whip him into shape!" replied Deirdre drawing more laughter.
And so the party went. When we started playing, I watched Cathy and picked up the game pretty fast. Then we started playing "Call your partner" with 5 real players and went though a couple more pots of coffee, emptying the bottle of Irish cream. The teasing and innuendo continued strong. Though I knew only what little that Cathy had shared with me about their 30 odd year history, I enjoyed the stories very much and I didn’t feel like an outsider at all.
Of course, some party pooper had to say that they should be getting home, so we all got up and moved to the front door. Hugs were exchanged, and I got nice long, close, full, be part of me, know you very well hugs, not just token ones.
As she passed, I took Deirdre’s face in my hands and gave the birthday girl a kiss. After all, that’s the custom, right? Then I said, "You’re lucky I don’t give you a birthday spanking too!"
"She’d like that, I’m sure!" Becky asserted. Deirdre blushed.
"I've always wanted to see her over someone's knee" said Cathy. "A good spanking wouldn't bother her a bit and would do her some real good!"
"The lady's hard up for some good loving" came from Gina. "She hasn't had a man's hand on her for too long!" Deirdre's face was getting redder.
"Deirdre's been spanked before and really enjoyed them. I know. A spanking lets her know she's loved" added Becky.
So, I caught Deirdre’s hand and took a small step towards the living room to tease her. Deirdre stood still, not following but not pulling away either. Her face was red from embarrassment, partying, and also from excitement. The only question in my mind was how much courage she had.
"Yes, you get a birthday spanking", said Gina. "I’m your sister, and I say so."
I looked at Cathy, and decided to go for it. "If you all are sincere, then Becky, Gina, come take her hands, and Cathy, step up behind her". I moved in front of Deirdre, and she was boxed in as the girls took their places. I looked Deirdre in the eye, put a real serious look on my face, and said, "You have no choice. You will be over my lap and your bottom will be red when we finish. Now agree and submit." Deirdre gave a small nod but said nothing.
Still looking her in the eye, I moved my hands down and unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans. Standing still, she made no protest. I reached behind her and took Cathy’s hand and put them on Deirdre’s hips. Next I dropped to my knees, loosened her shoelaces, and pulled her pants down to her ankles.
I put my mouth against her cunt, and exhaled warm breath into it through her panties several times. Ending there with a kiss, I pressed hard against her clit. Deirdre shivered a bit. Then I went on into the living room and sat down on the high back chair.
"Here are the rules: Today Deirdre is 35, and each of us will give her 8 swats. The last three swats will be special ones and will depend on how truthful Deirdre is. Before you take your turn at her, you may ask her questions about some subject, and she will answer. Satisfy your curiosity about any event that she or you or you’all were involved in. Ask her anything you’d really like to know -- what she did, who she was with, how far things went. Decide if she was just bragging or if she really did what she told you. Then give her 4 swats. If you don’t think she is telling you the whole truth and nothing but the truth, then make sure she really feels those four strokes. Then ask another question and give your last 4 swats according to her answer.
"Is everybody OK with this?"
Everyone was silent for a moment, then Becky said "I’ve always wanted to know if you really lost your virginity before I did." That remark fetched a few giggles.
"And I want to find out how much common experience we’ve had in our family" Gina said, grinning
Looking at Deirdre, I said "The safeword is the literal word 'safeword'. We all will respect it, correct?" Then I looked in turn at the three girls, raising my eyebrows to each one.. Each said "Yes."
"Tell me you will accept your birthday spanking, Deirdre." She hesitated then weakly nodded. "'Yes' or 'No', Deirdre."
This time we all heard a very quiet "Yes".
"Come." I pointed at Deirdre and then pointed at my lap. She just stood where she was until I nodded at girls. Becky and Gina led her over to stand beside me, facing my lap.
I took Deirdre's hands, and put the other arm around her waist. "Slide her jeans down, Cathy. Good spankings need good contact."
Cathy pulled her pants down to her ankles, after which I pulled Deirdre to bend her down over my knee, and settled her into my lap. And, I admit, I also adjusted myself a bit to press my erection against her waist.
I started stroking and caressing her bottom. "You have a very nice ass," I said. "It’s smooth and wide and round. Soft, but firm. Very female, something to be loved and appreciated." I caressed her thighs and slipped my hand between her legs. "Your legs are exciting, too. They make your bottom round and inviting. And in the center of everything is your wonderful womanhood." When I got to her panties, I slipped my hand under the elastic band and massaged her cheeks.
Next I looked at Cathy, who was still holding her feet. "Jeans and shoes off." Pulling pant leg, sock, and shoe together, Cathy freed each foot.
My hand came out of her panties for a moment to spread her legs a bit for better access. Sliding it back inside her waistband I moved it down between her legs and heisted her bottom up into the air a bit. I reached all the way to her mound and played with the short pubic hair. "From here, all good things flow." I stroked two fingers down the two valleys between her legs and pussy lips. They seemed very pronounced.
"Your body was made for this, woman!" I said as I pressed her lips together and rubbed them in a circle for a bit. Deirdre wiggled her bottom, and gave a sigh. Butterflies were in her tummy and each movement of her clit made her insides move a bit and her tummy tingle more. Her throat tightened and she her breathing became shallow. I let her excitement build, then withdrew my hand a gently slapped her bottom.
"Lift up" I said, and while her hips were up in the air, I slid the panties down to her thighs. Cathy continued taking them down to her knees while I pushed Deirdre’s tee shirt as high as I could. When her panties were all the way off, Deirdre settled back down on my lap.
I had been holding Deirdre's hand loosely together at the small of her back. Needing that hand free, I hooked a leg over hers then switched. "Becky, undo the bra so her breasts hang free" I commanded, and reached under Deirdre's shoulder to gently lift her front.
She unhooked the bra and slid it with tee shirt to Deirdre's armpits. Then she cupped each breast, lifting them up and settling Deirdre’s boobs against the outside of my leg with tits exposed. Next Becky did that trick where you slip the strap over the elbow, wrist and hand so you can pull the bra out the other sleeve, threw it on the pile of clothes, and pulled the shirt down to cover Deirdre’s back and keep her warm.
Deirdre's tits with hard when I brushed against them. It seemed like we may have lost Deirdre's attention to the pleasurable stimulation she had been enjoying, so I pinched a nipple hard enough to get a reaction and bring her focus back to me.
"I’ll go first," I said as I switched hands back to enable the business one for her ass.
"You and Cathy took a trip to California one summer and lived together with a guy. You shared him as a lover. Did you always take turns, or did all of you climb in bed together for a three-some?"
"I could feel her hesitate, but I couldn’t tell if it was because she was having trouble giving an answer about her intimate life, or because she was wondering what Cathy might have told me. "We were on the same bed together a couple of times" she allowed.
"Clothes on or off?"
"Sometimes off."
"Did you both work on him at the same time?" This was my key question. Cathy had said they never had sex with him at the same time, which I found interesting.
"Well, he did get both of us off." I had a vision of Deirdre setting on his face and Cathy on his dick, and both girls hanging onto each other for support as the moved their bodies toward orgasm.
"I believe you are telling the truth that you had a 3-way," I said, and then I started in. I was firm, but my slap shouldn’t have had a real hard sting. "I’m sure it was novel and exciting." I paused a bit, and did the same on the other cheek. I liked the sound my hand made, and I liked the anticipation between smacks. "I’m sure you were curious about things and probably wondered about what 3 people together was like," I said before swap number 3. "He certainly enjoyed 4 hands working on him, I bet." After the 4th, I do believe there might have been a slight pink tinge.
"Second question. Did you make love to Cathy, and/or did Cathy make love to you?"
"No, we didn’t go down on each other" Deirdre answered.
That was also interesting. Cathy had told me that she and Deirdre has experimented with girl-girl sex, but she didn’t say when. And I bet that guy would have enjoyed seeing them work on each other, just as I would. But, Deirdre’s answer could have meant that they’d fingered each other as opposed to going down for oral sex.
I wasn’t sure how to call it, but I’m a nice guy. Thing were going well, and I didn’t want to do anything to cause a derailment.
"I’ll go easy on you. You may not have given me the full truth, but I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt." And as I spoke, I ran a finger down and back up Deirdre’s flower, which was definitely in bloom. I gave 4 more swats, like the first.
"I wonder if he worked on you both at the same time, got you both off together." Swat. "You probably enjoyed watching the other go at it with him solo." Swat. "I suppose you could have had him work on one of you while the other worked on him." Swat. "He would have enjoyed watching you work on each other, I’m sure!" I gave the last swat and then put my fingers on the hood of Deirdre’s clit.
After a half minute, I said, "We’ll go clockwise. Cathy, you’re next."
"Do you know that you married the guy who deflowered me?" Without waiting for an answer, Cathy continued. "I want to know how long it took him before you got your first orgasm from him."
"Over and hour..." Deirdre replied with a smile.
Becky broke in and drew a laugh. "I didn’t know that any guy can stay hard for that long!"
"Let me re-phrase the question," Cathy tried again. "I didn’t enjoy it much the few times we did it. How many years of screwing around with him did it take before he finally figured out how to make you cum?"
"It was maybe a month before the wedding. I had to get brave and teach him. Told him that I’d call off the wedding if he didn’t learn sex was supposed to be a 2-way thing. I finally got it through his head that I could cum really hard too, and that he should try and make it happen."
"Good for you! I’m glad he got interested in you, not your body. I’ll go easy." Cathy said as she moved into position.
I grabbed Deirdre at the knees and held her tight with both arms. Cathy’s right hand came down on the far cheek and she called out "Nine." Then she used her other hand on the near cheek and called out "Ten." In rhythm, she added "Eleven" and "Twelve" and then looked at her handiwork. Deirdre was pink.
"Now tell me how you taught him, please. Spare no details!" came Cathy’s voice with all the authority she could put in it.
Deirdre started, "One time he came at me in his usual manor, and I tried to keep away. Then he stopped and got undressed, and I realized that he planned to be too busy holding me down when it came time to get his pants off.
"Now being chased can be nice, but history said he would be into me before I was really ready for him, being used by him, not pleasured. Thinking about that started to get me pissed off a bit, so I decided that I wasn’t going to let him do it again on his terms. It was time to take charge.
"Now his dick was big and hard and hanging out front like a flagpole. Or a handle. It was real obvious, so I grabbed it and yanked. He lunged forward, and it didn’t break off, so giving a slight turn I used it to pull him over to the bed and then pushed him back on it. I supposed he liked that, because he was falling over eager to cooperate." People laughed.
"I sat down beside him, and then grabbed his balls in one hand and his cock in the other like I was going to give him a hand job, and then I started squeezing his nuts until the smile left his face and he made a grunt.
"’Surprise, lover!’ I said, holding firm. ‘There’re a couple of things you need to learn before we get married, and if you don’t, then we won’t.’ I eased up and gave him a moment to recover. His hard-on was softening up, but I was trying to soften all of him.
"’First, I am not always a toy for you to play with. I am a person just like you and I want the respect from you that is due me as another human being, as well as the love I deserve as your wife. Don’t think you can whistle anytime you want and I will just fall on my back with my legs wide open for you!’
"’Second. The world is going to stop revolving exclusively around you, and start including me too. Sex can be at least as good for me as it is for you, and YOU are going to make sure that it is. Every time.’
"He looked shocked, like it had never occurred to him before that things should be any different than as they currently were. I pulled on his dick and flicked at his balls with my finger until I saw the reaction in his face. Then I started stroking him until her firmed right up.
‘We’re going to start now, and you are going to learn a few things about a girl’s body. Now tell me you will do as I tell you for the rest of the afternoon, or else!’ I made a quick squeeze on his nuts to drive home the point.
"’OK, I’m not dumb and not I'm not stupid. I’ll listen to you’ he said. ‘Just don’t ever come after my privates again like that. Please!’
"So I let go of him, took off my panties and I did a show and tell. Got his head between my legs, showed him my clit, and made him find my g-spot. I told him to go slow with the nipples, not reach for the bare clit first off, that my being wet did not mean that I was ready".
At first it was a bit embarrassing, but that and the power trip and his looking and playing really got me turned on. Finally I had him compare my swollen lips with ‘normal’ so he could see what I looked like when I was really showing signs of wanting him.
"Then I sat up a bit, grabbed his ears, and pulled his head right to my pussy. ‘Kiss it’ I said, which shocked him again. ‘Yes, put your lips on my clit, pucker up, and kiss it.’ He gave the lightest touch to it. ‘Again, and harder’ I said, and he started to kiss more firmly.
"Now, rub it with your tongue.’ He started licking me and I started coached him, .finally ending up with him sucking well on clit plus two fingers up my twat rubbing on the magic spot. After which, I came, and came, and came.
"I don’t know if he’d ever watched a movie where the girls moaned, but I put on a show for him that would have been better than anything he could have seen on film or in his imagination. Then I let him fuck me, and had no trouble coming just from him moving inside me.
"And that’s what it took to get through to him. Certainly the quality of sex improved greatly, especially since I could nudge his head and he’d go down on me. And there seemed to be more romance before his hands went all over me, and the foreplay went on longer.
"So to answer the question, Cathy, he’s a hell of a lot better than when he first dated either you or me."
Cathy counted out 4 more swats, and Deirdre held her legs together and squirmed a bit with each one. To me, it felt like she was squirming more to put pressure on her clit than because the swats stung, because they didn’t look really hard enough. Cathy moved back to her post at Deirdre’s feet.
I shifted my left hand from around her waist and reached under her to brush her nipples. They were long and hard, and Deirdre moved ever so slightly each time that I touched them.
"Gina, what royal questions do you have for your sister?"
"Do you remember cousin Billy? He was out of high school when you hit puberty. And he was a real good hunk who always paid you real good attention. I’m sure that you had a crush on him... am I not right?"
Deirdre responded. "I remember Billy all right. He tried real hard to get his hands into your pants, and probably did. Am not I also right?"
"I’m asking the questions here, sister. Now tell me, did he get his in yours?"
"No, not really." Deirdre said. "I did flash him a bit, and let him catch me undressed coming from the shower a couple of times. Just good cock teasing." And she flashed a grin at Gina.
"Are you sure you never put out for him?"
"Of course not. He’s our cousin!" Deirdre insisted. "And, he was way older than me!" she added.
"Is that your final answer?" Gina asked so sweetly. I could tell something was coming here, sisters dueling or sibling rivalry or some history.
"I admit nothing, and I don’t think that Billy got past first base with either one of us."
"Wrong, dear Deirdre. We both let him all the way in. I know you did, because I made him admit it before I agreed to go off with him to lover's lane. He said he taught you to give him a hell of a blow job."
"Sometimes I wonder if I shouldn’t have just reported him for sex with a minor. But then he gave me my first orgasm" Gina added wistfully. "Probably gave you your first one too. I suppose this means I’m going to get whacked hard, right?"
"You got that right sister. And I’m going to forgo my 2nd question just so I can put 8 in a row on your bouncy bottom." And then Regina did an excellent job on her sister, who took it well. It made me wonder if both of them didn’t have some spanko experience, if not together then certainly apart.
The swats were spaced out, and didn’t strictly alternate between cheeks. Gina waited until Deirdre had filled her lungs before connecting so that she could exhale when the swat landed. Deirdre moaned with each one, and I put pressure on her tit in sync with each blow. Gina’s face showed a half contented smile, half evil grin as she stepped aside.
Deirdre definitely was Turning on with a capital ‘T’. Her body said ‘sex - sex - sex’ and her cunt lips were red and swollen. Nodding to Cathy, I whispered "Spread her". Cathy knelt between Deirdre’s legs and pushed her knees apart enough so I could see through to the opening of her wet tunnel of love. I plunged two fingers in and started giving her a slow fuck across her g-spot.
"Becky, sweet Becky, what do you want to know?" I ask when Deirdre started squeezing back on my fingers and trying to move against my rhythm.
"When you were in tenth grade, did you really do Tim in the bathroom after school on Valentines’ day?" was Becky’s question.
"Yes, I did exactly what I told you I did. I took Tim in there, took off my panties, and hopped up on the sink. Tim surprised me by my licking my pussy straight away, though I was already very wet from thinking about it all day. Then he dropped his pants, lifted me up off the sink a bit, and settled me down on his dick. A Smooth Move. I hung onto his shoulders and helped him pump me up and down on his cock until he came. Then the SOB put me back on the sink, cleaned himself up, and left without even a kiss."
"And Deirdre, was that your first time, when you truly lost your virginity?"
"Yes, kid. Tim took my cherry, not that I could tell that it was there. A week before Easter. I always was ahead of you, girl."
"I could always tell when you were up to something. But while you may have been first, I was the always best. My first time was certainly more romantic than yours was! He had wine and flowers for me and a soft bed and we took all the time in the world. It's quality, my dear, that makes live worth living.
"Now, I am going to do my best to make you pay for being first, you loose woman!"
I took my fingers out of Deirdre to give Becky a clear shot. She counted off four, and they were good ones. Deirdre raised her hips before each blow, and cried out with each.
"Final question, Deirdre. Do you like anal sex?" I didn’t expect that question, but Becky always liked to push things when she got the chance.
"Yes," Deirdre moaned. "Yes, it’s like nothing else. It's incredible if he keeps at it long enough. And oh," she moaned again, "the orgasm is a 3rd kind, different from either the clit or the g-spot". So wonderful if he can last long enough!"
Becky got ready for her last 4 blows, but I waved her off for the moment. I spread Deirdre’s ass cheeks to expose her rosebud to full view. Sticking my finger in my mouth, I felt a lot of slippery mucus in my saliva. I loaded as much as I could onto the finger and quickly touched it to the brown target. My spit slid off and I smeared it around the ring before pushing what I could inside it with my finger tip. Things were good and wet and slick as I poked in and out. Then I started rotating my finger in a small circle, pulling on the edge of the ring as I went all around it.
"Yes. Feels good. Keep opening me up. I want it,. Please. Get me ready for it. Stretch me bigger, all the way..." Deirdre began to tremble as I worked on her, stretching the anal ring edge, and slipping farther and farther in. I took my hand away for a moment to load up again, and returned two fingers to her ass hole. Deirdre was soaring heaven bound.
After I slid my other hand underneath Deirdre I lifted against her pubic bone to coax her bottom up into the air. I nodded at Becky, who stepped up to finish her last 4 blows. She landed each one hard and Deirdre screamed as they struck.
She seemed oblivious to everything but the sensation at her bottom. Each of Becky's swats seemed to spread from her ass through her whole body, then rebound. After the scream, she shook and moaned softly until the next one.
After the 32nd, I pulled out then whispered to Cathy’s ear "something cool and soothing? To Becky and Gina I said, "Move the coffee table, please." When they finished sliding it from in front of the couch, I said "Take her to the couch, please, face down." The girls help to lift her off my lap and we carried her over to lie on the cushions.
I stood up and unbuckled my belt. Sliding it off my pants, I doubled it up and slapped against my palm for effect while we waited for Cathy to return from the bedroom with a couple of bottles.
"Deirdre, you have 3 stokes left," and slapped the belt in my hand. "Are you ready?" I ask.
"Do it" is all she said.
"Thirty-three." I applied a light strap; hard enough so she would recognize it was my belt, not my hand. She flinched, probably expecting it to land harder. Once you get psychology working for you the experience can get intense without the need for a lot of hard work.
Her bottom was red, but after a few seconds I couldn’t see any white from the belt. So I announced "Thirty-four", and applied the belt again to catch a bit of both cheeks, this time trying to make it sting a bit. With the endorphins flowing in Derriere’s system I’m not sure how strong it registered. The faint imprint faded quickly.
"Last one, Deirdre. Are you ready? Here it comes. Thirty-five!" My touch with the belt was a gentle caress, but she still jumped at the impact.
When she realized the spanking was over, Deirdre started sobbing hard and murmuring. "I did it. I knew I could take it, and I did."
To deal with her friends being in complete control and being physically and emotionally exposed, Deirdre had turned the spanking into a personal endurance test. I imagined her in later years smugly telling them, "You tried, but I persevered. Your hazing didn’t get me. I was the victor!"
Cathy opened the bottle and squirted Deirdre’s buns with the cold aloe vera, making her really jump, then gently spread it to cool her bottom off and reduce any remaining sting.
I took Deirdre’s outside leg and draped it over the side of the couch with the knee on the ground. Of course, this exposed her to the world, and she looked very inviting. "Deirdre deserves one hell of an orgasm, the longest and hardest she can have. Let’s finish her off. Regina, go work outside on her pussy. Becky, go inside her. Build her slowly while Cathy gets the lube and toys."
Gina moved to kneel beside Deirdre's knees and reached up the side of her leg to start rubbing. Becky knelt across the calf resting on the floor and moved up that leg to start finger fucking. In a minute Cathy was back with the shoebox we keep in the nightstand beside the bed.
"Glove up and go to, Cathy. She said she likes to be opened up."
I got on the couch and straddled Deirdre's back while Cathy slipped on a glove then knelt above the leg dangling on the floor. I reached back to spread Deirdre's cheeks and get a good view of what the girls were all going. Gina was running the side of her finger up and down across Deirdre's clit. Becky now had two fingers inside her cunt and was slowly moving them everywhere she could. Cathy squirted lube over her gloved fingers and quickly had two fingers up the shoot.
There is something about females with females. Becky, Cathy, and Regina seemed to be reading minds, knowing where to touch and how fast to go and when to change. Whimpers, moans and cries followed for a long time getting louder and louder. I’d never seen a woman go on and on like that, up and down then up again even higher. At the end, Deirdre was screaming about mother and dying and deity.
The girls knew when pleasure was ready to become torture, and let Deirdre down gently. She seemed so sensitive that even air blowing on her cunt caused her body to spasm. Finally Deirdre was exhausted, drained of energy except for a whole body twitch every few seconds.
When the girls started easing off, I went and used the microwave to warm up some lotion. When I returned Deirdre's breathing had calmed down a bit and she welcomed the lotion over her back and legs. We joined together in an "all hands" massage while Deirdre regained her strength.
"As you might expect, things were pretty much over. Cathy, Becky, and Regina dressed Deirdre, and after hugs and kisses again, they all headed out the door. I saw Deirdre get in the back seat and I thought she might have lain down. Bottom up, I’m sure.
And of course, Cathy and I left a trail of clothes down the hall to the bedroom.
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