THOM AND BECKY GET TIED UP

BY THOM

[ part 2 ]

Becky’s Visit

My 12 year old step daughter Becky lives with her father and not her mother and I but she’s often at the house because we have a pool. She will spend the day with us in the summer and have her friends over as well.

At that age, there is just the beginning of the flowering that will make them women so their two piece bikinis reveal little titty knobs and nice curvy bums. I love the gangly legs and the obviously nubile pussys. You can see the outline of the labia though the thin material. For sure I have nasty thoughts about her and her friends but wouldn’t ever act out on my urges for the obvious reasons.

That is until one Saturday when she had been over all day and her friends had already been picked up by their parents. She was going to spend the night with us and return home to her father’s on Sunday. Her mother had lain down to take a nap after waiting on the four 12 year olds all day. Becky and I were hanging out in the den watching TV because we needed to be out of the sun. We both still had on our bathing suits.

I was watching her little body squirm around on a recliner across the room while I lounged on the sofa. I was about half hard as it was when a kind of strange conversation with her started that snowballed into something quite remarkable.

“Could I ask you to do something for me Thom but not tell mom or anyone else?” She blurted out.

“Well, sure, I guess so.” I said without really giving it much thought. But what could a 12 year old really ask me to do that would be a big secret. And if she did have something larger than life going on it was good that she was trusting someone with it and maybe I could be helpful.

“Would you spank me? I mean maybe not too hard but just enough so that I would really feel it?”

“What?”

“You know, like take me over your knee and spank me? Like with your hand, I mean slap my bum with your hand.”

“Why, pray tell would you want to be spanked and why would you want me to spank you?”

“Well this is kind of a long and involved story.” She said. “But I suppose I do need to explain it to you don’t I?”

“I think so if I’m going to do it. I mean I don’t even believe in spanking children as a punishment. I never did it to any of my children as they were growing up no matter how awful they were.”

“OK, well its like this. I have a friend who is older than I am who has a lot more experience about things like sex and stuff than I do and she says that there are people she knows that kind of like to be tied up maybe and spanked or whipped, that kind of thing. Sounds very out there to me when she talks about it but as I think about it, I think I like the idea of being tied up and being spanked. And I’m so embarrassed just talking to you about it. But you know, I can talk to you about things that I could never talk to my parents about. I mean, you are more understanding and your kids are all grown up.”

“Right, they are and I guess I am and all of this sounds way beyond where someone your age should be going so I think you should park those urges until you are a bit older. I mean if you were 18 and wanted to be tied up or spanked then I probably still wouldn’t do it but I would understand it better and I would be able to tell you better how to get that urge taken care of.”

“Are you saying that its OK to have those feelings and that there are ways to do those things?”

“Well, yes, I guess its OK. I think all of us have a wide range of feelings that are sexual in nature that don’t necessarily seem normal to others. There was a scientist named Kinsey who essentially proved that almost all of us engage in a wide variety of sexual behaviors that we do not admit to doing. And that all in all, there arent’ that amny different things to do actually. So, there was a lot of hypocrisy in those people who said they didn’t engage in certain behaviors. I believe that is true and that many people do most of the variety of things that he talked about OR that you can imagine. I think spanking and stuff like that is within that range of things he meant.”

“OK, then I’d like to be spanked. I’ve been thinking about it and I think I would like it. I would like to be tied up too but I can do that on my own, at least for now but spanking is kind of tough to do alone. I don’t really trust anyone else I know with this right now.”

Becky has always been mature for her age even when I knew her at a younger age but I was kind of amazed by what I was hearing. But I knew full well that the sexual life of young kids was way more sophisticated than we adults thought it was. I remember my own childhood. I was masturbating at age 4 and my mother was giving me shit for it. I was playing doctor with the neighborhood girls when I was 5 or 6. There was a baby sitter who played with my little boy hard on when I was 7 or maybe 8. By Becky’s age at 12 I had had a bondage and sexual experience with my best friend’s step mom. The bondage part only happened once but the sex with her when my friend and I were alone with her went on for a few weeks one summer. I remember the being tied part while her forcing sex on me as one of the most enjoyable experiences I ever had.

“OK, I said. I will do what ever you like. For me though you have to also agree that you can’t tell anyone particularly your parents. I love your mother and I would like to grow old with her. If she knew that I touched you in any way, even to spank you she would put my clothes out at the curb with the garbage and change the locks.”

“Yes, our secret. I think I could get in a lot more trouble than you if this got out.”

Becky got up from the recliner and came over to the sofa and lay across me putting her middle right on top of my lap. More importantly of course was that her pussy was very much ON my lap or on my dick as it were. My dick had already been semi hard from watching Becky squirm around in her little two piece bathing suit. When she climbed onto my lap and stuck her bum in my face and pressed her pussy onto my dick I was close to losing my composure.

As my erection grew, and grow it did, there was nothing in my nylon swim trunks with the mesh lining to restrain it. Her little bikini bottoms were no thicker than my trucks so basically there were two thin pieces of nylon weight material between my dick and her pussy as she positioned herself for a spanking on my lap.

From the top side it was even worse. As she had crawled onto my lap and squirmed around to get ready for her paddling, her little bikini bottom had ridden up into her cunt and bum crack giving her what had to be a very uncomfortable wedgy. She didn’t seem to notice though but from my vantage point, most of her bum was bare, her suit was up around her waist and her swim suit seemed to be more like a thong pushed up into her crack.

“How many whacks would you like?” I asked so that I could figure out when this would be over and I could run off to the bathroom and jack off to relieve myself from the physical pressure and the mental fantasy I was having.

“Twenty hits, please.” She said.

“OK, twenty it is. Let me know if I’m hurting you, doing it too hard.”

“Sure, don’t worry, you are not going to hurt me. Will you please hold my wrists together real tight with your other hand?” She asked, putting them behind her back and crossing them.

I wrapped my left hand around her wrists and started to spank her with my bare right hand and it landed on mostly bare bum. After a couple of them, she reacted by thrusting her hips downward away from the slap. That had the result of pushing against my dick that was growing larger by the minute as I admired her legs and nearly bare bum and great looking back and gangly little girl legs stretched out on the sofa.

After a couple more whacks on her bottom, I noticed that her hip thrusting had become independent of my spanking and in fact had increased in speed a bit doing roughly three or four thrusts for each of my whacks. By the time I reached ten spanks, her hips were thrusting into my lap and hard prick at a very rapid pace.

With no words between us and my stopping entirely the spanking, Becky went on thrusting her pussy over my erection which was pushing my trunks out like a tent pole and poking her obviously right in her sweet spot.

”I stopped the spanking.” I finally said breathlessly.

“I know but you still owe me some.” She said. “But you don’t have to do it now.” Her breathing as controlled and rhythmic as mine.

At that point she picked up the pace of her thrusting that was masturbating both of us. I could barely resist the urge to rape her. I was as close as I can ever remember to losing control of myself in a sexual situation.

Both of us came at about the same time. I squirted into my swim trunks making a large wet circle on the front of them and as I discovered shortly quite a mess of jism in my pubic hair and in my pants.

Her orgasm was somewhat dryer but only barely. She shuddered a couple of times, arched her back and pushed her pussy into my dick with a lot of force. Verbally all I really heard from her was a gasp as she sucked air.

She got off of me and had a big smile on her face. I looked at the crotch of her bikini and it was soaking wet. Wasn’t sure if that was from her juices or mine because the front of my trunks were soaked.

“People are going to think we peed our pants, huh?” She said.

“I hope that’s all they think we did.” I said

“Thanks for the spanking.”

“Sure, any time, really though maybe next time we can take off our suits so that we don’t make a mess in them.” I suggested with a smirk on my face.

“Yes, I’d like that too.” She said. And we headed off to separate rooms to clean up.