From: csinche@ahoynet.com (Wraith) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: John&Kathy1 (mf, sp, con) Date: 5 Oct 1996 23:07:31 GMT Organization: Posted via CAIS Internet Lines: 419 Message-ID: <536pnj$8pm@news.cais.com> NNTP-Posting-Host: pin541.ahoynet.com X-Newsreader: Cyberjack News 7.00 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". ======== Path: news1.sunbelt.net!mel.hargray.com!pull-feed.internetmci.com!newsfeed.internetmci.com!cpk-news-hub1.bbnplanet.com!www.nntp.primenet.com!nntp.primenet.com!news.cais.net!news.cais.com!news From: csinche@ahoynet.com (Wraith) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: john&Kathy2 (mff, sp, con) Date: 5 Oct 1996 23:08:24 GMT Organization: Posted via CAIS Internet Lines: 331 Message-ID: <536pp8$8q0@news.cais.com> NNTP-Posting-Host: pin541.ahoynet.com X-Newsreader: Cyberjack News 7.00 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. ======== Path: news1.sunbelt.net!mel.hargray.com!imci4!newsfeed.internetmci.com!www.nntp.primenet.com!nntp.primenet.com!news.cais.net!news.cais.com!news From: csinche@ahoynet.com (Wraith) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: John&Kathy3 (mfff,sp, con) Date: 5 Oct 1996 23:09:12 GMT Organization: Posted via CAIS Internet Lines: 330 Message-ID: <536pqo$8q9@news.cais.com> NNTP-Posting-Host: pin541.ahoynet.com X-Newsreader: Cyberjack News 7.00 More Players 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.