I told Mommy no, but I didn’t mean it.
You knew the rules, you knew the expectations. But you also knew how your parents liked to punish you. You mother had always let your father be the disciplinarian and even at this age he was not shy about pulling you over his lap as your mother left the room unable to watch you suffer. A few years ago after a good hard spanking he felt the wetness on his slacks.
It was wrong to crave your daddy’s strong hands spanking your bottom. He pretended not to notice but ever since that day you could feel him growing hard against your stomach as he assaulted your little backside. It made it even more of an addiction to be bad. Your mother would scream at you and send you to your fathers study only to do her best to soothe you afterwords.
You would sit on your bed with the tear stains on your cheek wrapped in your blanket as she sat with you and recited how they don’t want to punish but….if you just followed the rules. “What has gotten into you…” followed by a lowered head and silence. She would finish with a caring kiss and close your door, immediately your fingers would be inside yourself with quick strong orgasms to follow. You pictured your dad in his study stroking off his hard cock thinking of pumping it into your bruised little ass.
Then it happened your broke curfew, got a delicious spanking and sat in your room incredibly horny and hoping mom would get there soon and give her normal plea to be a good daughter so you could masturbate. But this time she walked in and instead of feeling sorry for you she started yelling again. It caught you off guard as she aggressively approached the bed screaming at you “enough is enough…house arrest….spanking wasn’t getting through to you..”
You popped out of the bed to calm her down, grounded would totally fuck up what you had going, and if dad stopped spanking. You started a plea of your own. “I promise to be on time….dad already punished me enough….” your mind was racing. You better tone it down, you were taking it too far, too often. Then she stopped cold as you saw her eyes looking at your yoga pants. Her anger filled eyes glossed over as she looked up at you. “What the hell is going on!” pointing to the wet spot where your juices soaked through. You had forgotten as she rattled off “Did he do something to you…..” You shook off that idea “No I swear, he just spanked me I just…its just that I……..” You floundered as she processed it in her mind. Your body changing, your clingy attitude with him even after he punished you, the increased frequency of trouble you had been causing. She knew. She almost laughed at it for a minute but had to show proper control. “Is this why you are always breaking our rules? You using your dad to……..get off?”
Your face was as crimson as your ass was. Trying to deny it but she smelled the arousal. “What the fuck is wrong with you….does he know? God he has to know if you get that wet on him.” A renewed pissed off at him as well as you. She grabbed your arm “Nothing but a slut, bed you are fucking boys too…get these filthy soaked pants off.” she grabbed them and pulled them down as you turned away, pulled away to run out of the room only to feel her push you against the wall. “He’s not going to save you on this one.” Her breath against your ear as she leaned against you. “I bet you were going to lay in bed soaking your sheets” Then she ran her fingers between your legs from behind. “Soaked….disgusting…I wonder how quickly you cum thinking about his hands on you.” she stroked your pussy. “You whisper his name when you cum?”
“No mom I swear..” you wiggled trying to get away as you felt her touch. “Such as slut, of course you do, I bet you even wonder what my fingers would feel like in you.” Then driving her fingers inside you cry out “No mommy please stop.” but it felt so good. “I swear I will be good.” she pressed her body closer “I can smell the sex dripping from you, you want to cum with mommies finger inside you.” her breath on your neck, her fingers moving in and out slowly teasing you until you felt her teeth nibble on your ear. Your cries turned to moans. “That’s it, show mommy how hard you can cum.” Your bottom rocking against her hand as she took you to the edge. “yes….oh yes please mommy.” you had given into the hunger of it. She swirled her fingers deeper as you tightened and burst against her hand. “Mommy had no idea she raised such a filthy girl, you keep this quiet, your father would be so disappointed in you. Mommy has a few ways in mind to handle punishments around her from now on.” A strong swat to your bare ass. She let go of you as you crawled into the bed and curled up. She leaned down and kissed your forehead and closed the door slowly with a low whisper.
“After your father goes to work in the morning you come to my room and I will tell you how you can help mommy forget how slutty you are.”
Exploring Desires 