From: csinche@ahoynet.com (Wraith)
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Subject: John&Kathy1 (mf, sp, con)
Date: 5 Oct 1996 23:07:31 GMT
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     The post war years and the 1950's, are remembered as a time of innocence
and bliss. 
According to the stereotype, early members of the baby boom generation grew up
with a lack of
knowledge and experience about sex.  We were part of the "Leave it to Beaver"
and "Happy Days"
generation where a kiss in the back seat was hot stuff.  For my older sister,
Kathy, and I nothing
could be further from the truth.  Our growth years in the fifties and then the
free love sixties were rich
with wonderful sexual experiences that we still look back upon with warmth and
excitement.  We
decided to write this together for pure fun and to give an alternative view of
the sexual activities in
our those days.  Most of the events are based on incidents in our lives and our
friends, and are
probably common to many others.


John's Story

     My sister Kathy is two years older than I.  We grew up  in a typical post
war suburban
neighborhood which sprang from a farmer's field.  We were both bright and
outwardly proper children
of average looks and build.  Kathy and I always managed to find new sexual
adventures and learned
to share them verbally and physically for our mutual enjoyment.  As we grew up
our sexual
experiences would intertwine and than separate into individual activities.  Our
physical relationship
continues today, often prompted by remembering our childhood and adolescent
incidents.  

     My earliest memories of sexual experience was at age seven with the
proverbial girl next
door.  She was a few months older than I and was a cute, thin, blond haired girl
who could also play
baseball with the best of the boys.  I don't remember the details of how we
became involved in the
age old game of "you show me yours and I'll show you mine", and "doctor", but we
did.  Basic
curiosity  was probably the primary motive.  I don't remember it being difficult
to convince Nancy to
play.  While terribly exciting and secret when we first began to play it was
also rather limited with
our scant knowledge of the true nature of sex.  We noted the differences between
our bodies and
the way my thing got stiff while she looked at and handled it.  The strong
sexual sensations of more
mature bodies weren't there and we didn't know what else to do with each other. 
These were my
earliest sexual experiences and may well have just ended due to boredom if not
for a certain summer
day.

     Nancy had a storage room under her back porch with a door on it that was
just perfect for
playing our private games.  There were chairs, tables, and other lawn furniture
available to make
ourselves more comfortable.  The only problem was that the ceiling was the floor
of the wooden side
porch and the boards had gaps that let in light, and, as we later realized, 
allowed people to look in. 
We needed the light to see, but didn't realize the lack of privacy. Perhaps
attracted by the sound
of our voices, Nancy's mother picked the wrong time to look down  into the room!
Nancy was lying
on the chaise lounge we had opened up.  Her hairless, eight year old, body was
sprawled naked with
her legs hanging over the sides.   I was doing another close visual and digital
examination of her
pussy.  I studied her thin, hairless, pussy lips with intense concentration.  My
little pecker was stiff
inside my shorts.  My penis really felt good and it got that way every time I
played the special games
with Nancy.  I liked to push my finger inside her and rub it around.  Nancy
seemed to like it too as
she spread her legs even wider.  As much as I enjoyed fingering her, I was
looking forward to when
it was my turn to lie naked and let her hands wander over my body with special
attention to my
upstanding penis.

     Suddenly the door flew open!  Nancy's mother, Mary, was standing there.  I
was bent over
the chaise lounge with one finger up Nancy's pussy and my other hand roaming
over her hips.  I
turned in shock with my mouth hanging open.  I slowly pulled my finger out and
stared at Mary.  She
was tall and thin, wearing the short shorts and bare midriff outfit popular in
the mid 50s.  "What do
you think you are doing?" she shrieked.  "I am shocked, you shouldn't be doing
this!".  She
continued to rant and rave while my pecker shrank inside my shorts and Nancy
tried to cover her
naked pubic area with her hands.  We were both terrified of what was going to
happen to us.

     Mary suddenly stopped shouting.  She sat down on another chair and ordered
Nancy to get
up and come to her.   Nancy slowly stood, still covering her pubic area with her
hands.  As she
approached her mother, Mary reached out and grabbed her by the arm and pulled
her close.  In a
second Nancy was face down across her mother's lap with her pale bottom sticking
up in the air. 
"Crack" went Mary's hand on Nancy's thin bottom.  Mary continued to spank her. 
I stood transfixed. 
Neither Kathy or I had ever been punished this way!  Watching Nancy get a
spanking had a
surprising effect on my penis.  It got stiff again as Mary's slaps on Nancy's
bottom resounded
through the room.  Nancy tried to squirm away but her mother just held her
tightly in place while her
hand continued to descend with resounding force. Her thighs parted and I could
see her pussy lips 
between her flailing legs.  Nancy's cries added to the noise in the room. Soon
she was finished and 
stood Nancy up.  Tears ran down Nancy's face as she held and rubbed
her reddened bottom, allowing me a clear view of  her naked pussy.  My gaze
locked on her nude
form. My arm was grabbed!  Mary dragged me over and said "You're part of this
and you're gonna
get it too!".  She reached over and dragged my shorts and underpants to the
floor.  I stood naked
from the waist down!  My penis was still stiff from watching Nancy getting
spanked and Mary looked
at it in mild shock and then kind of smiled.  She pulled me over her bare
thighs,  positioned my penis
between them, and began to spank my bottom.  It hurt, the tears welled up, and I
too started to cry
as I tried to squirm free.  After a moment it also began to feel good!  My penis
didn't get any smaller
the whole time I was over her knees in spite of the pain in my bottom.  The
warmth of Mary's naked
thighs around it and the downward thrusting as my upraised ass was hit took care
of that!

     When Mary was finished she told us to get dressed and go upstairs to the
living room.  She
followed us in and then called my mother!  She explained what had happened and
asked her to
come over.  Nancy and I looked at each other in dread.  My mother came over
wearing a sun dress
and walked into the living room with Mary.  She gave us both a lecture on how
terrible we had been
and then sat on the couch.  She called me over.  As Mary and Nancy watched, my
shorts and
underwear again slid down my legs.  I was embarrassed at being naked in front of
my mother and
everyone so my penis hung limp.  My mother hoisted her skirt up and pulled me
over her bare legs. 
For the first time my mother's hand hit my naked bottom!  Her blows rained down
steadily on my
bare bottom.  It hurt and my tears welled up again and started to leak out. 
When my mother finished
my little penis was partially stiff as I shuffled, pants around my ankles, teary
eyed, over to the chair
across the room and sat down.

     Just to be fair, Nancy was going to get spanked again too.  She moved
slowly over to my
mother.  In an act of bravado Nancy decided to remove her own shorts and
underwear.  She slid
them all the way off and crawled across my mother's lap.  Her bottom was already
red; I wondered
if mine looked like that.  Nancy didn't yell or start to cry until my mother had
spanked her about ten
times but then the tears began to flow.  As I watched Nancy over my mother's
knee and her naked
bottom getting redder my penis was a rigid as it had ever been.  Finally the
spanking was over and
we both pulled our pants up.  In my case it was difficult getting them over my
upthrust prick.  My
mother took me by the arm and led me home.  She said she wouldn't tell my father
and then sent
me to my room.

     A little later my sister Kathy knocked on the door.  Mom had gone to visit
a neighbor and she
figured she could come visit me.  "What happened?  I've never seen Mom so mad at
you!".  I told
Kathy the whole story, from the start of the naked games through getting caught
by Mary and
spanked by both Mary and Mom.  "Did it hurt?"  "Yes, but not that much and it
also felt kind of
good".  "How did Nancy feel?"  "We haven't had a chance to talk about it yet". 
Our conversation
continued in the same vein. "Did you like watching Nancy get spanked"?  "Yeah,
it was real exciting
and scary at the same time".  Kathy surprised me with her next question; "Can I
see how red your
bottom is"?  I was nervous, where was Mom?  Kathy went out of my room for a
moment and came
back  saying, "She's still not home.  C'mon show me"!  

     I was very fond of my older sister.  We didn't fight as much as the other
brothers and sisters
we knew.  Kathy was a little over two years older and her ten year old figure
had just started to
change from a slightly chubby girl into one with widening hips and little bumps
for breasts.  It felt a
little strange, but I took my pants down and turned around and bent over so
Kathy could examine
my sore bottom.  "Wow, its still pretty red.  Can I rub it"?  She reached out
with a cool hand and
gently stroked it. My recitation and Kathy's cool hand made me feel better and
excitement flowed
into my cock.  When she finished I turned around with it standing straight out.

     Kathy smiled as she looked at it.  "Its pretty big for a seven year old. 
Thanks for telling me
about how it felt and letting me see your bottom". She giggled and then said "It
looks like your penis
likes getting spanked".  She was right, spanking has been a little kink of mine
to this day. As she
turned to leave the room she said "I always wondered what would happen if we got
caught".  As she
left the room I realized what she had said.  If she had gotten caught!  Other
kids played the same
games?  I wanted to follow her and ask questions but I heard the front door open
and knew Mom
would punish me if I left my room.   I needed to talk to Kathy after we went to
bed!



Kathy's Story

     I am a little more than two years older than my brother John.  I'm not
quite sure why I let him
talk me into writing this with him, but I find that it has been interesting,
embarrassing, and exciting
to remember my sexual experiences as I grew up.  Our suburban lifestyle in the
fifties and sixties
provided many more opportunities for sexual adventures than many people suppose,
and I did it
without developing a terrible reputation.  There's no question that John and I
have an unconventional
relationship, but it hasn't seemed to affect our other romantic  relationships. 
We have both been
married for years and our current physical encounters are interesting little
diversions in the overall
fabric our lives.  I often wonder if my husband had encounter's with his sister,
or if John's wife and
her sister were ever this close.  An interesting thought to investigate, but I
digress.   In fact John's
lips are on my neck as I write this and his hands are on my naked breasts,
squeezing them and
tweaking my stiff, sensitive, nipples.  I am sure that in a few minutes when he
recovers from the blow
job I just gave him he will be dragging me away from the computer and onto the
bed for some heavy
fucking, so I'd better write quickly.

     I don't know why I was surprised when I went into John's room that day.  My
interest in sex
had started at about the same age despite the prevailing attitude that girls
weren't interested.  Being
older then John I had some advantages in satisfying my curiosity.  I got to help
mother change his
diaper when he was a baby and noticed his little penis.  I had the chance to ask
mother about it and
found out that boys and girls were different down there.  It was a useful piece
of information but I
didn't think much of it.  We took baths together until I was six and I saw his
penis countless times
and he saw my naked body. When I was six and John was about four I noticed that
his penis would
get bigger and stiff when we took our baths.  Mother noticed this also and our
bathing together came
to an end.  We were getting too old for that was my mother's explanation. 
Actually this piqued my
curiosity.  What was different about it now, the fact that his penis got hard? 
We still saw each other
naked occasionally as we changed for the pool or accompanied mother to the
ladies room.

     Being curious I wondered if other boys things got stiff.  One day while
playing with a slightly
younger male classmate I suggested that we compare what we looked like without
our pants on. 
He was shy, but some coaxing got him into the garage behind the car.  I had him
go first and he slid
his pants down to his knees.  His penis and little balls were only slightly
larger than my brother's. 
As I looked at it and reached out to touch and rub it, it grew bigger and
stiffer.  After a couple of
minutes he nervously pulled up his pants and asked me to show him mine.  I
reached under my skirt
and took off my underpants.  I then lifted my skirt above my waist and thrust my
hips forward to give
him a better view.  He bent over, took a quick look and then ran away!  How
humiliating, was there
something wrong with me?

     This behavior surprised and disappointed me.  I didn't quite know what to
do and abandoned
the idea of sex with the boys for a couple of years.  In fact my curiosity in
sex dropped for a while
until Sally moved into the neighborhood and my third grade class when I was
eight.  We quickly 
became fast friends and confidants.  She was short, thin, and had red hair. 
Since we were constant
companions and did many things together we often saw each other nude while
getting ready for
swimming or dressing for bed at sleepovers.  While we took casual looks at each
other nothing
sexual happened for over a year.  

     While in the same grade as I Sally was about nine months older than I was. 
While she was
shorter and thinner she began to develop soon after her tenth birthday.  One
night as we changed
to get ready for bed at her house I noticed a few stray hairs on her lower
stomach.  I was curious. 
It looked like her chest was starting to develop also.  Once the lights were out
and her parents left
us alone we started our normal whispered conversations.  This time however I had
something I
wanted to talk about!  I asked about the growth on her stomach, did the hairs
hurt or itch.  Was she
ill because her chest had little lumps on it?

     She giggled and said "No silly, my mom says I am starting to become a
woman.  Do you
want to see?"  I felt a tenseness in my stomach, I really wanted to see.  I slid
down under the 
covers and she lifted her nightgown up to her neck.  She passed me the
flashlight we kept next to
the bed so I could really study things.  I started with her chest.  There wasn't
a lot of difference, the
skin just bulged out a little and otherwise seemed like mine.  I reached out and
rubbed the bumps. 
They felt funny under my hand.  "How does it feel?" I whispered.  "Nice because
your hand is warm
but that's all."  I then moved down between her legs where the hair was starting
to sprout.  I studied
the whole area, including between her legs with great interest.  I'd never
really looked at a girl there,
not even myself.  I didn't notice anything special and then reached out to rub
it.  It felt smooth under
my hand and her hips jerked every now and then.

     "Let me see you" were the words that interrupted my explorations.  I slid
up to the top of the
bed and unbuttoned my pajama top while sliding my bottoms off.  Sally mimicked
my actions.  She
looked closely at my chest.  "Still flat" she said but took her hand and slowly
ran her hands around
my chest, tickling my little nipples.  Tickling was the right word, it was half
nice and half funny.  She
the took the flashlight and moved down under the covers to look at my hairless
slit.  She rubbed the
outside and tried to slide a finger inside.  It  felt queer down there when she
did that.  It wasn't a
good or bad feeling, just different.  She slowly moved back up the bed and
lifted her gown.  She lay
down on me, skin to skin.  This felt best of all.  We fell asleep with our naked
bodies pressed
together. This pattern repeated itself every sleepover over the next year or so. 
We compared our
developments and tried to see how different things felt when we touched each
other.  It was thrilling
at the start but slowly waned with just the two of us doing the same things to
each other.  It did get
easier to slide our fingers inside each other though.  We were able to track our
development, Sally
developed a thin red covering while my darker hair started to appear and my
chest started to fill in.

     Fourth grade ended and the summer began.  I started to notice boys at the
beach and the
way their bathing suits fit, and sometimes stood out!  Sally and I discussed
this phenomenon,
wondering what "things" lurked under there.  While we both starting to fill out
we didn't catch their
eye.  Our curiosity was high but the culture of the time kept us from
approaching any of them.  We
still looked at each other while changing, and half heartedly rubbed each other
when together but
our interest was fading and we were sometimes nervous about what would happen if
we got caught. 
The high point was when Sally got her first bra, a white cotton thing with no
lace.  Boring!

     The summer would have ended without anything interesting until I went home
and found John
crying in his room.  Mom was just going over to a neighbors for a few minutes
and told me that John
had to stay in his room until dinner.  When she left I went to his room and
knocked.  "Who is it", he
sobbed.  "It's me, can I come in?  What happened?".  John tearfully recounted
the story of his
getting caught with Nancy's pants down.  Even though Nancy was younger she was
cute and I
wondered how she looked naked compared to Sally and I.  He then told me how both
Mary and Mom
had spanked both of them.  "Mom spanked you too?"  I was stunned, Mom wasn't a
spanker like
some other parents I heard about.  His description of excitement mixed with the
pain raised my
eyebrows.  " How did Nancy feel about the spankings? Let me see your bottom". 
John was afraid
until I checked to make sure that Mom wasn't home.  At my continued urging he
pulled his shorts
down to his knees and bent over to give me a clear view.  It was red and still
warm to the touch as
I ran my fingers over his plump butt.  He stood and turned around to face me
with his pants down. 
His "thing" was all stiff and moving around.  It was small but it had grown from
when I remembered
seeing it during our baths.  "Wow, it sure is red! And hot".  "Your fingers are
cool, it felt good".  The
spanking description really sparked my interest, it didn't sound too bad. 
Looking at they way his
prick grew as he talked about it he may have enjoyed it too! As I moved my eyes
from his thing to
leave the room I murmured "so that's what happens if you get caught".

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From: csinche@ahoynet.com (Wraith)
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Subject: john&Kathy2 (mff, sp, con)
Date: 5 Oct 1996 23:08:24 GMT
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                        The Circle Widens

John's Story

     My sister's words echoed in my ears until I couldn't think of anything
else.  I was let out of
my room before dinner and nothing more was said about the matter although my
bottom was still
very tender.  I was very cooperative taking my evening bath and going to bed. 
My sister and I had
rooms upstairs.  She had to walk through my room to get to hers.  I lay very
quiet until she reached
the top of the stairs and called out in a whisper "Kathy, come here.  I want to
talk to you".  She
approached the bed cautiously, not sure what I wanted.  "What do you mean,
that's what happens
if you get caught.  Who are you taking your clothes off with"?  She hesitated
and initially answered
"No one".  I persisted until she finally blurted out that she and Sally looked
at each other, and
sometimes touched each other, but it didn't count because they were both girls.

     Sally!  She was the pretty girl in Kathy's class who slept over and was
starting to look like
a big girl.  I didn't believe that it didn't count because they were both girls! 
I said "well, I'll just ask
Mom tonight when she kisses us goodnight if its okay to do it if your both the
same sex".  Kathy
looked surprised and blurted out  "No, don't, we'll talk more after she goes
downstairs."

     Shortly after we were kissed goodnight I tapped softly on Kathy's door.  I
went in and climbed
on her bed to talk to her.  We discussed the events leading up to getting caught
by Mary and the
series of spankings that Nancy and I received.  I told her that I really liked
looking at and touching
Nancy, it made me feel good.  She asked me where and I pointed to my crotch. 
"Down there, it gets
all hard and feels funny.  Can I look at you, you saw me".  Kathy hesitated and
said " alright, but I
get to see you again too".  She lowered the covers, opened her pajama top and
slid her panties off. 
I was getting a chance to see another  girl naked, and she was my  older sister!

     It felt a little strange knowing it was my sister that I was staring at,
but only for a moment. 
My horny and curious nature over-ruled any possibility of second thoughts, a
trait that would lead
me to some questionable decisions in the future.   Her skin was darker and her
body fuller than
Nancy's slim, little girl body.  Kathy's chest had nice little bumps on it that
were topped with pale pink
nipples.  Nancy was flatter than I was on top.  I slowly moved down to the end 
of the bed.  Kathy's
pussy had a thin covering of dark, soft, hair.  The lips of her pussy were
fuller than Nancy's. .  After
an intense, exciting study I reached out with my hand and started running my
small fingers over her
mound.  "Does that feel nice?", I asked.  A soft "uh huh" was the only response. 
I slowly slid a
finger into those full lips.  It slid in a lot easier than when I did it to
Nancy.  I moved my finger around
exploring every fold and peak inside as if I were mapping an uncharted
wilderness.   Kathy's hips
moved around while I was doing it and her legs spread further apart to give me
full access.  She
made soft, sighing noises while I explored her body.  I finally removed my
finger and asked her to
roll over so I could see her bottom. She complied and I ran my hands over her
naked bottom.  While
plumper, it wasn't a lot different than Nancy's.  Kathy finally asked me to let
her see me so I stopped
and lay next to her.

     I wasn't wearing a shirt in the summer heat so I just slid my pajama
bottoms off and lay on
my back.  With her top still open and naked below the waist, Kathy sat up and
moved to get a closer
view of my small, very stiff, penis.  She leaned close to look at it from every
angle.  Then reached
out with her soft hand and wrapped her fingers around my erection.  Her touch
was wonderful!  Her
hand covered  the entire length of my shaft.  She stroked it up and down,
sliding the skin that
covered the top of my penis down so she could see the tip.  Her other hand
cupped and fondled my
small sack.   Kathy was much more thorough than Nancy and I was in a state of
bliss.  Finally Kathy
said it was time to go back to bed, but she had something to talk about in the
morning.


Kathy's Story

     John had caught me by surprise with his question, and once I mentioned what
I was doing
with Sally I was trapped.  Actually I had been wondering about what boys had in
their pants all
summer, and even if John was younger, he was still a boy.  I was looking forward
to having him
come into my room after we were in bed.  John came in and I let him look at me
first.  He was
fascinated with my body and spent the longest  time looking at me and using his
fingers in my pussy. 
He did it better than Sally and I felt that heaviness in my pussy when he
finished.  He had me roll
over while he rubbed my bottom.  Finally I told him it was my turn to look at
him. 

     His "thing" was standing straight up.  It had a flap of skin all the way to
the top and a small
pouch of skin at the bottom.  The skin was warm as I wrapped my hand around it. 
As I moved my
hand around the flap of skin slid back and a red tip stood out.  I continued
moving my hand up and
down, exposing the red tip.  It was fascinating to me, a sight I have never
tired of seeing to this day. 
John sighed and his penis twitched as I did it.  I cupped the little sack but it
wasn't all that
interesting.  I finally stopped and had him roll over to look at his bottom
where he was spanked. 
"Does it still hurt" I whispered as I ran my hands over it.  "No, it stopped
hurting a long time ago". 
It seems like the pain wasn't permanent so maybe it wasn't so bad getting a
spanking.  I told John
to back to bed, it was late, and I told him we would talk in the morning.

     I lay there thinking.  This spanking was a good way to get someone's
clothes off and it
seemed like parents felt that it was okay if they took your pants off to do it. 
Maybe I should tell Sally
about this.  A better idea leaped into my mind.  What if I could catch John and
Nancy playing with
each other, and then I could give them a spanking.  While I could get John to
take his pants down
for me anytime it might be fun to see Nancy, and to spank them both.  I needed
to get John in the
plan, we'd talk in the morning.

      I talked with John in the morning and outlined my plan.  He was a little
concerned until I
promised him that I wouldn't hit them very hard.  I also mentioned that Mom
probably would keep
a close watch on he and Nancy and not let them be alone together, but if I were
home maybe she
would.  John willingly agreed and we started to look for a chance to try the
plan out.  I spent the
night at Sally's house two days before school started and told her the whole
story about John being
caught, his discovering our secret probings, our mutual examinations, and my
plan.  Sally was a little
upset that our secret was out but was very interested in what John's thing was
like and the plan to
catch he and Nancy with their pants down.  She wanted to be able to join in the
spanking!  I told her
she'd have to wait until I had done it to them a couple of times before she
could help.  Our mutual
rubbing and probings took on a new excitement that night as  we thought about
the future
possibilities.


John's Story

     My sister's plan on top of the previous night's investigations kept me
excited the next day. 
I got to see Nancy outside the next day as we walked down to the ball field.  I
asked if anything else
happened to her last night.  She said that her mother told her that most people
didn't think that
children should be playing that way but didn't tell her father or punish her
anymore.  She had also
recovered from the spanking without any ill effects.  I asked her if she still
wanted to play "doctor"
in the future.  She did but wanted to make sure that we didn't get caught by our
parents again.  I
agreed, but didn't tell her about my plans with Kathy!

     School started a few days later and I was busy adjusting to the third
grade.  Baseball,
homework, and our parents sharp eyes kept Nancy and I from having private time
together for over
a month.  New friends like Bob around the corner gave me other outside sports to
play and kept me
busy.  One rainy day Nancy was over playing a game with me when Mom wanted to go
out shopping
with a friend for a while.  She was unsure about leaving us together until Kathy
arrived home and
said she would be there doing homework.  Mom called Mary just in case but
apparently it was okay
with her.

     After my mother left Nancy and I started a whispered conversation whether
we could sneak
up to my room to play doctor while Kathy was doing homework in the living room. 
We strolled past
Kathy on our way upstairs to look for another game to play.  She winked at me as
I went by so she
knew what was going to happen.  Once we reached my room Nancy was quick to lift
her skirt and
remove her underpants.  She hadn't undergone any real changes since the last
time I had looked
between her legs but I looked with renewed interest since my session with Kathy. 
I rubbed and
probed her little mound and lips and made mental comparisons with my sister.  My
excitement at
seeing her nude was still very high.  After a few minutes of this Nancy asked to
see me.

     Without replacing her pants she stood up and let me get on the bed.  I
dropped my pants
and lay on my back with my erect penis pointing at the ceiling.  She began her
series of
examinations and rubbings which brought me to new heights of excitement.  While
engrossed in our
mutual fondlings neither of us heard my sister creep up the stairs.  The next
thing I knew was that
my pleasure was interrupted by a shout from my sister "what are you two doing"? 
My stiff pecker
wilted in Nancy's hand as we turned and looked at my sister standing there. 
Even though I knew
what the plan was I still got nervous.

     "I'll tell Mom", were the next words she uttered.  While we pleaded with
her not to do that she
asked what happened to us when we were caught the last time.  We told her that
Mary and Mom
had both given us spankings.  "With your pants down"? she asked.  We hung our
heads and said
yes.  Since I was in on the plan I wasn't as nervous as Nancy but I had to make
it look good.  "Why
don't you just spank us instead of telling Mom"? was my next question.  Kathy
pretended to give this
some thought while asking us more questions.  "What were  you two doing"? 
"Playing doctor and
seeing if we were healthy down there".  "Is it a fun game"?  "We think so if you
don't get caught".

     Kathy made up her mind, she would spank us instead of telling Mom.  Since I
was her
brother I was to go first.  She sat on my bed and lifted her skirt almost to her
waist to leave her legs
bare for me to lay over.  I took my pants off at her direction and sprawled
across her thighs with my
now soft penis pushing between her legs.  Kathy began  to spank me while Nancy
watched with a
mixture of dread and anticipation.  Her eyes never left my naked bottom being
swatted, or my prick
growing hard again between Kathy's thighs. Kathy didn't hit nearly as hard as
Mom or Mary.  It didn't
really hurt much but it did feel good!  When she finished with me I stood with
my penis outthrust and
she called Nancy over.  "Take your pants off" were the first words out of
Kathy's mouth.

     "I can't" was Nancy's reply.  " I don't have them on" and she showed Kathy
her naked pussy
and bottom by lifting her skirt.  "Oh, so you let John examine you too.  Did it
feel good"?  A blush
and a nod were Nancy's only reply as she removed her skirt and draped herself
over Kathy's knees. 
Slap went Kathy's hand on Nancy's bare bottom.  After about a dozen strokes
Kathy let Nancy stand
up.  Kathy stood and smoothed her skirt.  "If I catch you two again you'll pay
other penalties besides
just a spanking"!  Kathy went downstairs leaving Nancy and I naked from the
waist down.  "Let me
see" came from both mouths at once as Nancy and I compared our pink bottoms.  We
both agreed
that Kathy didn't spank very hard and that getting caught by Kathy was more fun
than pain.  Since
Kathy didn't say we had to get dressed we proceeded to have another round of
examinations to see
if our health had suffered from getting our bottoms warmed.  Suffice it to say
that careful examination
proved that there were no long term effects.


Kathy's Story

     When I saw John and Nancy go upstairs to look for a game I knew what was in
their minds. 
I winked at John as he went by and he gave me a little smile.  Right after they
got upstairs I started
to creep up after them.  I got to the top step and sat and listened.  First I
heard John's voice asking
questions and then Nancy say that it was her turn.  A minute later I stood and
walked in to the room. 
John was on his back, penis stiff, and Nancy's face close to it studying
carefully.  I yelled and they
both looked startled.  John's penis got small in an instant as Nancy let go of
it and I started my
tirade.

     John's suggestion that I spank them instead of Mom was a stroke of
brilliance.  I finally
agreed after asking them both questions on how it felt to look at and touch each
other.  They both
said it was a good feeling, as if I didn't already know.  I lifted my skirt and
sat on the edge of the bed. 
I called John over first and had him remove his pants, as much for Nancy and my
enjoyment, as to
spank him.  His little penis felt funny as I lay him over my bare thighs.  I
didn't hit him very hard but
it thrilled me to see my hand hit his bottom and to feel him squirm on my legs. 
After I finished with
John I called Nancy over.  

     Her panties were still off so I had her drop her skirt.  She was totally
hairless down there with
a thin line for an opening.  Her thin bottom looked inviting as I laid her
across my lap to receive her
punishment.  I hit her a little harder than my brother but not hard enough to
really hurt her.  A dozen
strokes later I let her stand up.  I looked at both of them standing there, nude
below the waist with
John's penis standing nearly vertical.  I told them that there would be other
penalties if I caught them
without their clothes on again.  I didn't know what those would be, but it
sounded like fun.

     I left them with their pants off while I went downstairs.  I felt queer
between my legs, like
when Sally touched me or when John had probed me that night after his spanking. 
I went to the
phone in Mom's bedroom to call Sally and tell her the news.  What I didn't tell
her while I related the
story was that my panties were off and I was playing with my own pussy.  It felt
better than ever that
day.
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John's Story

     Being caught naked and spanked by Kathy was far from the end of doctor and
other fun
games.  Nancy and I continued to play our games during the fall months,
sometimes we were caught
by Kathy, sometimes not.  Her spankings never got any harder, although they were
sometimes
longer.  We didn't always get laid across her lap either.  Once when she caught
us totally naked she
had us lay across each other's lap while she paddled us.  Sometimes we were
placed face down on
the bed for punishment or forced to bend over and hold our ankles to receive our
spankings.  Kathy's
other "penalties" were definitely more fun than punishment.  At various times
Nancy had to kiss the
tip of my penis, kiss my bottom, rub my penis etc.  I had to do the same type of
things to her.  It was
just like playing our games with someone else helping us with new ideas.  One
time, just after
Thanksgiving, Kathy dropped her pants and had Nancy and I kiss her bottom. 
Nancy and I got to
see part of her hair covered pussy and thought this was kind of neat!

     I spent a lot of time with my new friend Bob.  We both liked to play sports
and were in Cub
Scouts together.  As our friendship grew we began to spend the night at each
other's house.  He
had a sister, Jean, who was Kathy's age, a sister Nancy who was a year younger
than Bob, Linda
three years younger, and a baby brother.  As is normal for that age we noticed
each other's penis
when we changed for bed during sleep overs.  We began to compare the size and
during the night
would take turns rubbing each other to see how big and hard we could get them. 
Bob was a little
older so his penis was bigger.  It also didn't have skin covering the tip.  We
spent many nights
playing with each other's penis while discussing what girls looked like down
there.  Bob had spied
on both Jean and Nancy that summer when they were changing into their bathing
suits.  He
mentioned that Jean had hair down there but neither sister really had any
breasts.  The verbal
picture he painted still inflamed me.  I made up a story that I had seen Kathy
after her bath and de-
scribed her little breasts and fur covered slit.  Bob was in heaven at the
description, he thought
Kathy was a lot prettier than Jean or nancy.  I told Bob a little bit about what
Nancy and I did but
never mentioned about being caught or the help the Kathy had been.  He asked if
Nancy would play
with him too, but I wasn't  sure how she would feel.

     A major change came into the games with Nancy during Christmas vacation. 
Mom went
shopping with friends and left Nancy and I home with Kathy and Sally. I figured
we were safe with
Kathy having a friend over, she wouldn't be up to catch us.  While Kathy and
Sally played Monopoly
downstairs Nancy and I went to my room upstairs.  Since we were safe we both
stripped entirely for
examinations.  We had heard stories about the boy laying on top of girls and it
feeling real good. 
While Nancy lay nude on the bed I climbed on top of her and began to rub around. 
My stiff prick
rubbed over her pussy lips but never really penetrated.  Neither of us thought
it was anything
special.  As I still lay atop Nancy I heard a shriek.  Kathy and Sally were
standing at the top of the
stairs staring at us!

     This wasn't just Kathy playing along, she had a friend who might talk. 
Sally immediately
threatened to tell our parents, but Kathy said that since they were in charge
they were responsible
and should handle it.  Sally agreed and asked what to do.  Kathy, true to form,
suggested that a
sound spanking was the answer!  Sally agreed, but thought that they should both
give us a
spanking. A sound idea and Kathy decided that she'd do it first.  Like the usual
routine she sat on
the bed and hoisted her skirt to her waist, exposing her panties to my gaze.  My
penis twitched at
the sight.

     "Lie across my lap" Kathy commanded.  I walked over and climbed on with my
stiff penis
pressing down between her legs.  She spanked harder than usual this time.  When
she finished with
me she called Nancy over and repeated the process until her bottom was pink. 
Nancy and I stood
there with sore bottoms while Sally took Kathy's place.  Kathy helped her tuck
her skirt up and I
received a clear view of Sally's blue underpants.  I went over to her and
climbed into her lap.  As I
lay across her thighs she parted them slightly so my penis slid between them. 
As she spanked
away she tightened her thighs around my stiff cock.  I was in heaven, Sally's
warm thighs and soft
hand made this the best spanking I had ever received.

     When Sally finished I reluctantly slid from her lap and stood next to Kathy
while Nancy
received her paddling.  Sally must have hit pretty hard because Nancy was waving
her legs around
and started to cry.  When she was released she came over to me. "Do you think
you can behave
yourselves now or do we have to give you another spanking"?  We both decided
that we had
enough for that day and Kathy and Sally went downstairs.  Nancy and I examined
and rubbed each
other's bottom to make them feel better.  Since we had already been caught we
figured we were safe
for a while and continued where we left off.  The rubbing of our bodies together
felt better than it did
before.  Getting spanked by Sally added new excitement to the whole scene.  We
finally got dressed
and decided to sneak downstairs to scare the girls and watch them play Monopoly.


Kathy's Story

     When I saw Nancy and John head for the stairs I knew what they would be
doing.  I didn't
know whether to leave them alone or go up and catch them naked again.  I was
leaning towards
ignoring them when Sally leaned across the board.  "Do you think there going up
to take their
clothes off"?  I remembered that I had told Sally about the plan to catch them
and how much she
wanted to join in the spankings.  "Probably, if you want to catch them we'll
wait about ten minutes
and then sneak up to John's room."  After ten minutes we crept up the stairs and
looked around the
corner.

     John was nude and lying on top of Nancy and moving his body around.  Nancy
was also
naked and the sight of their two naked bodies like that really got me feeling
funny.  Sally and I stood
up and yelled at the two of them.  John spun around and stood up with his penis
sticking out
straight.  Somehow it looked bigger than the last time I saw it.  Sally stood
next to me with her mouth
open staring at both John and Nancy.  I'd gotten used to seeing them naked but
this was the first
time for Sally and it really hit her.  Sally suggested that me tell their
parents but I "convinced" her
that we could take care of it.  

     I assumed my normal pose on the bed with my skirt at my waist and called
John over.  His
penis felt hot between my thighs as I paddled his butt.  I had to make it look
good so I spanked him
a little harder than normal.  Nancy replaced him and got the same treatment. 
Now it was Sally's
turn.  She came over to the bed and sat in my place.  I helped her tug her skirt
up so they would lay
across her bare thighs.  She did John first.  His penis was as stiff as I had
ever seen it as he pushed
it down between her thighs.  She tightened her thighs around it and began to
spank away at his
already pink ass.   After about 20 strokes she finished and Nancy received her
share.  Watching
Sally spank them was as exciting, or more so because of the newness and the
visual excitement,
than doing it myself.  When they had both been well spanked we went downstairs
and left them to
get dressed.

     Sally and I hurried down the stairs whispering to ourselves.  "Did you ever
see anything so
sexy as John naked on top of Nancy?  I though I would pass out watching you
spank them, but then
when John put his thing between my legs and I got to spank him I was ready to
die.  Doing Nancy
was fun too.  I slapped her on her pussy between her legs a few times."  Sally
couldn't stop talking
about the events upstairs.  The heat and excitement in her voice transmitted
itself directly to my
pussy.  "Do you think they are doing again"? Sally asked.  I tiptoed to the 
bottom of the  stairs and
heard the bed moving.  "It sounds like their on top of each other again". 
"Good, they're busy.  I am
dying to play with your pussy and have you rub me".  Sally and I hurried to my
parent's bedroom and
ripped our skirts and underpants off.  We tumbled onto the bed together.  We
were both moist
between our legs as probing fingers slid between excited pussy lips and over our
hair covered
mounds.  We took turns climbing on top of each other like John and Nancy and
rubbing our pussies
together.  Sally slid onto the floor, draped my legs over her shoulders and
began to lick my pussy. 
She was also rubbing and fingering herself when we heard a shout, "Gotcha".  We
turned and
looked and there stood John and Nancy, fully dressed, staring at Sally's and my
stuffed pussies.

     Sally pulled her fingers out of her pussy and quickly stood up. I was
speechless and blushed
bright red while all Sally could do was stammer "You shouldn't spy on us".  John
stood there with
a satisfied smile on his face.  "I think I'll tell Mom about this".  Sally and I
were trapped.  "Can't we
work something out" was my question.  John and Nancy whispered to each other and
then turned
back to us.  "Nancy and I will give you two a spanking".  "And you will have to
pay some other
penalties" was Nancy's addition.  "Let's go upstairs to my room" was John's
command.  We reached
to put our skirts and panties on but John stopped us with a word.  We all headed
upstairs.  

     My emotions were in turmoil, I remember the feelings to this day.  There
was fear and 
embarrassment at being caught playing naked with another girl.  Other feelings
such as excitement
for a new sexual experience were also running through me. I wondered how it
would feel to have
someone else in control. I had always had control with John, now both he and
Nancy had control
over me.  I wasn't sure if my feelings were heightened because Sally was going
to go through the
same experiences with me.  Knowing that John and Nancy were staring at our naked
pussies and
bottoms as we went climbed the stairs ahead of them added to the out of control
feeling.

     John was in complete command, this only added to my apprehension.  He
ordered first me,
and then Sally to strip completely naked in front of them, ignoring our pleas
that we didn't have to
be all naked for a spanking.  I had to go first and slowly removed my blouse and
bra.  Nancy and
John stared hungrily at my plump ass along with my budding breasts and hairy
slit.  Sally had to
repeat my performance to similar intense stares and close scrutiny.  John then
added a new twist
to the punishment.  "Take my clothes off, and then Nancy's".  Sally and I were
stunned, what were
they doing?  We both helped John get his clothes off and turned to Nancy. 
John's penis was rigid. 
We pulled Nancy's clothes off and we all stood there naked staring at each
other.

     "Okay Kathy, you're first.  Come over here".  I slowly moved across the
room to where John
sat on the bed with his penis thrusting up from between his legs.  John tried to
bend me over his lap
for my spanking as I had done to him many times, but my ten year old body was
too large for him. 
He stood, looking upset but then told me to bend over and hold my ankles.  My
ass thrust up in the
air and my pussy was on display between my slightly open thighs  for every one
to see.  Crack.  The
sound of John's first slap on up upraised ass caused me to jump.  It hurt!  John
continued to swat
my bare rear but none hurt as much as the first one.  John's slaps also spread
to the tops of my
thighs and gently on the lips of my pussy.  After a while a warmth began
spreading between my legs
as well as on my ass.  When John finished it was Nancy's turn and the warmth
spread over my
bottom and I could feel myself start to get moist like I was downstairs.  I
wondered how I looked to
Sally with a pink ass and my damp pussy on display.

     I got a chance to find out in a minute as my spanking ceased and Sally
assumed the same
position.  I had a clear view of her pussy between her thighs as her ass pointed
to the ceiling.  She
still looked moist between her legs as her slit peeked out at us.  Nancy got to
spank Sally first and
John stood next to me while Nancy warmed her ass.  I felt a cool hand running
over my bottom as
Sally was receiving her whacks.  John was rubbing my ass, and dropping his
fingers between my
legs and onto my pussy while he stood there.  Sally's ass was bright pink when
John went to take
over and finish her off.  When John finished with Sally we reached for our
clothes to take our
warmed butts downstairs.

     "Just a minute" Nancy said.  "Remember that there were going to be other
penalties"?  I
froze, thinking of all the things that I had them do as penalties.  They had
remembered them all. 
Sally and I were forced to lie down while John and Nancy studied and probed all
parts of our bodies
from our growing breasts, to our moist pussies, to a finger in our bottoms. That
was something new
and  felt quite exciting. Sally and I took turns kissing John's penis and ass
and licking Nancy's
hairless slit.  Nancy had never seen me nude before and took her time with me.
Her touch was soft,
and after I got over the embarassment of being played with in front of Sally and
my brother I started
to like it.  Since John had never seen Sally before he spent most of his time
looking and feeling her
body. John laid on top of each of us and rubbed his stiff penis all over our
bodies and around the lips
of our pussies.  This had turned into a wild scene with John and Nancy getting
revenge for every
punishment they had ever received from me.  This was also the most exciting
sexual experience yet
for me.  While John and Nancy were conferring on what other punishments to
inflict we heard the
front door open.

     We all grabbed our clothes and rushed into my room.  Our skirts were on in
a flash and
sweaters and blouses covered our chests.  We were all sitting on my bed
discussing what game to
play next when Mom came up to see if everything was okay and to say it was time
for Nancy and
Sally to go home in a few minutes.  The game we were actually discussing was how
to play the
same game together without the pretend and if there was anybody else that might
want to join our
group.  Before we finished our plotting everyone left and we had dinner.  When I
went to bed that
night I reached under the pillow and found four sets of underpants that we
stuffed there when we
dressed so hurriedly.  Nancy and Sally went home nude under their skirts.  I
wonder if they were
cold.

