for you… suck your cunt… your asshole… anything… please…'
At first there was shock on her face, but that passed and Trent's heart gave a leap as he saw the smile, the hot excitement in her eyes.
'Where did you develop this taste, dear?' the woman asked, her tone confidential and exciting.
'I can't say. It was two woman. They taught me but they're gone away now. I'm going crazy,' he told her and his hands went to the seat of his pants to rub his sadly neglected behind.
'Two women, was it?' she asked with a strange smile. 'Your sister and her beautiful friend spent the summer at your house. They didn't go out much.'
As she looked at the boy, he blushed furiously, aware that she knew, feeling guilty at having spilled what was to have been a secret.
'My my, Trent. You really are a naughty boy, aren't you. How old are you?'
'Eighteen.'
'Eighteen, and you've been doing sexy things with two women, have you? You've been sucking cunts? You've also no doubt been sucking tits and, judging from what you've said, you've been sucking and licking assholes. Is that true?'
'Y… yes… oh please… please… You're so big and strong.'
Without replying, the woman went to the door and locked it. As she returned to the boy, he saw her dazzling smile, then she turned it off and replaced it with a stern expression as she went to an antique desk, opened a drawer and took out a wide leather strap and tapped it against her right leg.
'I can see that you are a very naughty boy, Trent,' the woman told him as he trembled. 'It's obvious that you need to be taken in hand. You require sound discipline. Are you going to submit to the discipline you deserve?'
'Oh yes,' he gasped as he looked at the strap and almost felt it curling around his naked behind.
'Prove it, Trent. Strip naked this instant.'
His fingers trembled as they worked on his clothes, and then he was standing naked before the woman as she looked at the stiff, twitching penis that said so much more than words could.
'Punishing a boy is very warm work Trent,' she said as she turned her back to him. 'Open the top of my dress.'
The trembling boy was barely able to do so, then he let a cry of lust escape him as she removed the dress and showed that she was wearing a black corselets which hugged her big figure so excitingly, showing how it stretched to contain big breasts and buttocks. Below the garment, a garter belt held the sheer, dark brown nylons in an erotic caress of big thighs. Just below the edge of the corselets, he saw that panties, and black nylons, snugged in a crotch that promised to be hot and moist, a place where, as his buttocks blazed, he would drink greedily.
'Follow me to my bedroom, Trent,' she commanded. 'Your training is about to begin.'
He didn't follow too closely, wanting to enjoy the view of the excitingly big, strong looking woman in the exciting, clinging garment. Those thighs would be so smooth and warm, her behind looked so wide, so much to be kissed and licked. Was there any hope in the world, he wondered, that one day, that big behind would be turned up naked over his lap with color spreading as he spanked it?
In her bedroom, the woman put the strap down and sat on an armless chair. Her knees wide apart, she allowed him to watch as she rubbed a hand hotly over the crotch of her panties, then she issued a command and the boy sobbed as he went to her and lay across the beautiful big thighs which were not as firm as the thighs he had known, but felt so smooth and just nicely soft. As he wriggled into position, his stiff penis twitched against silken skin and the woman played with a pair of white buttocks as she scolded her naughty boy.
She spanked hard and Trent cried loudly as he kicked his legs and squirmed, but always there was that twitching, stiff penis to tell her how much he was enjoying the punishment as her big hand kept rising and falling, slapping from cheek to cheek, increasing the volume of his crying and the hardness of his penis.
And then the crying boy was on his feet, rubbing hands over glowing buttocks, trying to focus through wet eyes on the beautiful, exciting woman as she opened the top of the sexy garment and pulled it down to her waist, baring huge, exciting breasts.
'Suck,' she commanded as she picked up the strap and, as Trent hurried to obey, she curled the leather around an already burning behind.
Holding one breasts with both hands, he sucked warmly, greedily, his body jerking each time the leather strap was brought down across his behind and thighs. And then Trent was sucking the other breast while her big thighs rubbed together in heat.
Kneeling on command, he managed to strip the garment down her thighs, down to her feet and she stepped out of it, naked, then picked up the strap again.
'You are going to suck my cunt and my arsehole until I tell you to stop,' she informed him in the same curt tone. 'If you refuse, my strap will burn your ass. Get down on your knees.'
Trent licked his lips in anticipation of a visit to the steamy hot regions between her thighs and between her plump buttocks, then he looked at the strap which dangled from her right hand and the threat became more thrilling than was the promise.
'No,' he snapped, his eyes shining, 'I won't suck your cunt. I won't suck your ass either and you can't make me.'
The woman was barely able to conceal her smile of joy as she realized how totally masochistic the exciting boy was.
'We'll see about that, Trent,' she replied, her tone surprisingly calm as she slapped her thigh hard with the strap. 'Bend over, grip the arms of that chair with both hands and keep your bare ass turned up. After my strap has kissed it enough, you'll beg to suck my cunt and my asshole. Start dancing, you stubborn little bastard,' she said, the strap whistled through the air and he cried out loudly as it caressed his behind and fires flared anew.
Trent cried and danced through a severe strapping and then he was on his knees, his arms wrapped around her big thighs as he begged.
'Oh please… let me… please let me suck your cunt… Let me suck your asshole and curl my tongue right up it… Oh my ass… my bum… it's so sore… please let me suck you and make you come in my mouth…'
Dropping the strap, the woman took her wonderful boy to her wide bed, her big thighs flew apart, he stared at the long gash in her white crotch, drooled at the sight of it. Then his mouth was fastened to it and he was sucking hungrily, his face and head seemingly totally lost in the crotch of the big, beautiful woman.
She climaxed strongly, almost broke his neck as she held his head in her crotch with her thighs scissoring, then Trent was sucking again, sucking and lashing the juicy interior of her slit with his skilled tongue.
After her third climax, she'd had enough for the time being, so she rolled over and then she was on her knees with her head down on the bed, her wide, white rump arched high, cheeks parted to display a surprisingly tiny pink anal ring.
'Suck, Trent. Suck and ream and be good about it or your ass will pay dearly.'
Trent knew he would want many more strappings from the exciting woman, but not that day, so he buried his face as he went to work on her behind with mouth and tongue and she kept moaning and panting until, after a long time, she took her behind away from him, turned over and pulled his face back into her crotch. After two more orgasms she decided that she'd had enough for one day.
At least she thought it had been enough until she saw that his penis was still throbbing with desire and that there was a look of pain on his face that had nothing to do with strapping and spanking.
She smiled warmly as she held her arms up in invitation, Trent gave a little cry as he moved over her, then he was lying on her warm, fleshy body, his stiff little tool pistoning in an excitingly slippery, hot vagina. When he fired his charge into her hotly sucking depths, she held him very tightly.
This time, fate was much kinder to the boy and he didn't lose his partner. He visited her often and, about once every four trips, she allowed him to play the daddy role and as his hand and the strap slapped her big behind, Trent visited the outer reaches of heaven, then the roles were reversed and he eagerly served her with his behind, his mouth and tongue and then ended the session lying on that lush body, his hard tool blasting semen deeply into her hot, wet depths.
Each time Trent's sister returned home on vacation, Trent took her to visit the wonderful, mature woman.
