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It was about 5:30 that Mary got home. Going through our shared backyard, I entered through her sliding glass door and found her in the kitchen making dinner. She must have had a big meeting today, since she was wearing her dark suit jacket and skirt rather than just the businesses dresses she preferred on other days. She turned around and smiled at me.
“Look at the little naked boy,” she said, teasing me. “Don’t you ever put any clothes on any more?”
I shook my head. Wrapping my arms around her, I gave her a big hug. “I thought you liked me naked?”
“Of course I do,” she said, planting a warm, wet kiss on my lips. “It lets me do this!”
Before I could move she’d swung a wooden spoon that landed flat on my bare bottom with a loud smack. Releasing her, my hands quickly moved to my sore behind. My hands rubbed quickly and I danced on my toes. It felt like I’d just been stung by a nest of bees.
She laughed and swung again, this time I managed to get her target just out of reach. “Oh, you can only run for so long,” she warned me, shaking that wooden spoon at me, “but eventually mommy is going to turn that naughty little bottom red!”
Before too long, Mary had dinner ready. It was just some soup and bread, but it was as delicious a combination as I’d ever tasted together. Anyone watching us eat would have thought it a strange sight. Mary, an older, taller very curvy woman was fully clothed and sharing a meal with a very naked, shorter and smaller younger man – well, more a boy than a man, at least to Mary.
During dinner, I decided it was time to just tell her about today.
“Something happened today,” I said, “something I’m not sure about.”
She leaned over and ran her fingers through my hair. “You can tell me anything.” Her touch was so reassuring.
“Okay, um,” I began, “Today Helen from the property management company came by.”
Mary raised an eyebrow and tilted her head. “Oh? Isn’t she the young pretty one?”
I nodded. “She said she came back last night and, um, well, she heard and saw me being spanked with a belt.”
Mary’s face went white. “Oh, my goodness, what else did she say?”
“She said that she only saw me,” I said, my face hot with humiliation. “She said she couldn’t see the woman who was spanking me through the curtains but that I should keep it down or you would report me for the noise!”
I had no idea what Mary was going to say. I thought she might get mad and spank me harder than I’ve ever been spanked. I even thought she’d throw me out of her home and never see me again. What she did totally surprised me.
She laughed. It wasn’t mean or malicious, but the deep laughter of almost pure joy. “So you mean to tell me that Helen, the pretty blonde from our property management office, saw you in all your naked glory, little Mr. Winky and all, crying and wiggling while I spanked you with a belt?”
Again she laughed. “You must have been so embarrassed! You’re so cute when you’re embarrassed! What else did she say?”
“She said she wanted to see.”
Mary’s güvenilir bahis lips tightened, trying not to laugh again. “See what?”
“She wanted to see my bare bottom,” I said, “and then she wanted to see all of me naked.”
“And did you let her?”
I nodded. “I didn’t know what to do. At first I thought she’d seen you, too. I was afraid that if I didn’t do what she said, if I didn’t get naked for her, she’d tell everyone what we do and then you’d be so embarrassed you’d move away.”
I was shaking and almost in tears at this point. Mary just shook her head, smiled and pulled me close to her. She held me like that for a long time.
“I’m sure she wants more than just to see you naked,” Mary said, “doesn’t she?”
I didn’t look up. I couldn’t. I just kept my face buried in her shoulder. “I know she wants to spank me and she said she wanted to do more.”
“Are you afraid that if you don’t, she’ll tell everyone?”
“I don’t know,” I said. “She told me that she wouldn’t tell anyone but I don’t know if she really means it.”
Mary pulled me onto her lap, snuggling me against her breasts. She just hummed for a long time, rocking me. After a while she said, “When she comes back, I want you to do whatever she says.”
Surprised, I looked up. “What?”
“Jason, right now she has a story where she’s totally innocent,” Mary said, “so if she becomes part of the story, one of the kinky participants, she’s not going to want to gossip about your little spankings.”
Everything seemed to get a little clearer. “What should I do?”
“I want you to have your little play date with her,” Mary said, “and do whatever she wants, the kinkier the better, but I want you to record it. We’ll just call it an insurance policy, okay? If she even thinks about gossiping about the private life of a tenant, then we’ll just let her know she’ll lose her job and her reputation in the process.”
It was at that moment I realized how wise Mary was.
“Now go sit in your own chair like a big boy,” she said, pushing me off her lap. “Finish your dinner so a certain naughty boy has plenty of energy later for his mommy.”
With her smile, the knot in my stomach that had been there all day was gone. I felt relieved. I could actually eat.
After dinner, I helped Mary clean up the dishes and put everything away. I think she liked me drying the dishes for her because my hands were busy and couldn’t protect my naked rear end. She was constantly rubbing my bottom, occasionally smacking or pinching it. Eventually, we finished and she took my hand and led me outside to our shared backyard.
It was getting close to dusk and the sky turned gold as the sun moved closer to setting. Mary led me over to the part of the yard that had the best view of the horizon over the fence. She pulled me in front of her and turned me away, so we could both watch the sun set. Wrapping her arms around me, I felt her clothed front against my naked back and bottom. Since she was so tall, I could lean my head back against her soft chest.
“Jason,” türkçe bahis she said, almost whispering, “How much do you enjoy our time together?”
Reaching up, I held her hands with mine. “I look forward to it every day.”
“I do, too.” She squeezed her arms even tighter around me. It made me feel safe. “I’ve been thinking about you all day.”
I smiled, turning around in her embrace to face her. “You have?”
“Yes,” she said, “I’ve wanted to do this all day.”
She leaned down and kissed me deeply. Her tongue pushed into my mouth. I felt a shock run through me from my head, down my spine and send tingles through my groin. I kissed her back, squeezing my arms around her so I could press my naked body against hers as hard as I could.
After a very long moment, she broke the kiss and turned me around. “You’re going to miss the sunset.”
At that moment, I didn’t give a damn about any sunsets. I was excited and erect. All I wanted was to pleasure Mary again, to lick her, to taste her, to be as close to her as I could.
I was about to say something to that effect when I felt her arm tighten around my chest, holding me to her, and then the finger of her other hand reaching down to slide in between my cheeks and stroke my anus. My knees got weak and I almost collapsed from the sensation. Within seconds, her finger was prodding my bottom, pushing its way in. My erection began to throb.
“Aren’t sunsets beautiful,” she said, her finger slowing sliding in and out of me. “I bet you’ll never forget this one.”
I couldn’t say anything so I just shook my head.
The next few minutes were agonizingly slow. As the sun descended beneath the horizon, Mary’s finger continued sliding in and out of me. I’m not sure how but a pressure built in my groin and with each stroke of her finger, I grew closer and closer to orgasm.
I thought when she sun went down, Mary would bring me to orgasm with her finger but that’s not what happened. Instead, the second the sun went down, Mary jammed her finger as far into me as she could go. I felt the palm of her hand cup my naked bottom. Her other hand went from around my chest to grabbing a handful of my hair.
“Playtime for mommy,” she said, leading me inside her side of the duplex. The combination of her pulling my hair and her finger made me walk on my tiptoes. “Today was really stressful and a certain naughty boy is going to help me relax.”
Mary didn’t move either of her hands, so when we reached the sliding glass door, I had to open and close it. She marched me into her bedroom and sat on the bed. She pulled me over her lap. Her finger began moving again, sliding in and out of me. It was starting to get sore, but in a good way.
I can’t really describe it other than to say I felt like I had to pee but not quite. The pressure built and built, whatever was going to happen was close. I was squirming face down over her lap, moaning with pleasure when suddenly fluid began dripping, pouring from my erection. It didn’t stop for almost a minute as Mary’s finger never stopped moving güvenilir bahis siteleri inside me.
After it stopped, she pulled her finger out of my and pushed me to the floor on my knees.
Standing up she quickly unzipped her skirt and let it fall. I saw her skirt was stained with my fluid. Pushing down her panties, she sat back down on the bed and spread her legs. Her hairy vulva was inches from my face. I could smell the sugary-tartness I’d tasted just last night. I didn’t need any more prodding.
I leaned forward and put my mouth right on her clitoris, sucking and licking. It was her turn to squirm this time. It seemed with each lick, she became wetter and wetter. Soon, my face was covered in her juices. The only thing I could hear in the room was her bed squeaking and her breathing getting heavier and heavier. Her hips were grinding against my face and all I wanted at that moment was for her to orgasm. All I cared about was her pleasure.
When she had her first orgasm, she seemed to gush into my mouth. Her hands pulled me face against her and she continued grinding until she had a second orgasm. This one seemed to be more powerful because she moaned loudly, curled up and rolled over on her side. She ended up laying almost flat on her front with one leg outstretched and the other curled up to her chest.
Then I saw her anus. It was a light pink ring with a few sparse red hairs. Her bottom was big, round and with each breath her cheeks would separate and give me an unobstructed view.
I couldn’t help myself. Crawling up between her legs, I spread her cheeks with my hands, put my face right in her crack, and slide my tongue into that little pink ring. Her reaction was beautiful. She went completely flat on her belly and spread her legs wide, pushing her bottom into the air, making it easier for me to slide my tongue in and out of her anus.
“Oh, my goodness,” she moaned, “What are you doing to mommy? No one’s ever done that before! Oh… my… god!”
Then she had a third orgasm, but it was nothing like before. She raised her rear end into the air and four or five clear streams of liquid shot out of her and onto the mattress. If I hadn’t been so close to see where it had come from I wouldn’t have believed it.
When Mary recovered she took me into her bathroom with her and cleaned us both up. She kept looking at me in a funny way. For the first time in weeks, I felt really embarrassed.
“Why did you do that?”
I raised my shoulders and shook my head. “I don’t know. After I saw your naked bottom, I just wanted to try it. I thought it would make you feel good.”
“Well, it did,” she said, “It made mommy feel very good.”
Mary lay on her back and I crawled up next to her. The feel of her warm naked body against mine always made me feel so special, so safe, so loved. Cradling my head in her arms, she guided my mouth to her nipple. My lips closed around it and I began to suckle.
I closed my eyes and let myself drift away. For the first time all day, I was finally able to relax and so was Mary.
“Goodnight my little naughty boy,” she said, softly kissing my forehead.
I snuggled closer, releasing her nipple from my mouth just long enough to say, “Goodnight mommy.”
Then we drifted off to sleep together.
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