TABOO TALES(erotica)

“Well, I sure feel hot,” Justine joked and went into the pool, relieved to no longer be on display and grateful for the cooling water. The girls went into the house to finish the prep for lunch.

After a few minutes, Janette opened the rear door and called, “Lunch is on the table!”

“Oh, I need to change before lunch,” Justine protested.

“Nope, Daddy said to come directly as you are. Angie and I are in our swimsuits just like you.” Matt and the girls ogled the sultry beauty as she slowly climbed out of the pool, the water falling off her tanned and toned, magnificent body. With her Mediterranean complexion, dark hair, pretty eyes and lush body, Justine looked as breathtaking as Sophia Loren in that famous movie sequence where she emerges from the water.

Justine felt as though she was being ogled, but couldn’t actually see the others. She was aware that they’d tricked her. Although the bikini covered her privates, the water had made the thin material totally transparent. At least she’d shaved her pussy that morning.

Inside the house, she asked Angie for a bathrobe. “Mom, we’ve all been waiting for you,” her daughter answered impatiently. “Lunch is on the table.” Suitably admonished, Justine trudged to the dining room, where they all sat. Justine realized that since they were having salad. They’d tricked her again. There was no urgency to sitting down for a cold lunch, but here she was, her tits blatantly exposed beneath the wet bikini. The girls’ bikinis had dried while they were preparing lunch.

Matt smiled at the shamed beauty, her aroused nipples plain for all to see, her appearance more vulgar, more mortifying in the sodden bikini than if she’d been nude. He raised his glass of sparkling wine. “To Justine’s first visit.” He and Justine drank, the girls openly titillated by the MILF’s slutty docility. Justine swallowed half her glass to calm her nerves, her jutting nipples betraying her rising excitement. Matt toasted the girls’ largely improved school marks and Justine finished her glass of wine. As discussed before Justine’s arrival, Angie promptly refilled her mother’s glass. Their salads were delicious. Justine toyed with hers, too edgy to eat much.

“Daddy, what are we doing after lunch?” Janette asked innocently, following the script.

“You two are going to be punished,” Matt replied.

“By you?”

He eyed their guest. “No, by Justine.”

“Oh!” Janette wondered how hard Justine would hurt her in retaliation, considering the abuse that Janette had inflicted on Justine at the MILF’s apartment. Would the lewd hottie be as firm a domme as she was a docile sub? “And afterward?” Janette asked.

“After you and Angie have displayed remorse, you girls will have to make Justine realize that being an hour late this morning, inconveniencing me and delaying our lunch, is impermissible. She didn’t even have the courtesy to call.”

“Oh goodie!” Angie blurted, gleeful that her mother would also be penalized for an infraction, trying to think of what she and her best friend could do to punish Justine that would be different from what she’d done to her mother in their apartment while Justine was bound to the coffee table.Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Justine, trying to hide her growing arousal, kept her eyes focused on her plate. She couldn’t help wondering whether she would be spanking the girls, since she was unaware of the house rule: spanking is for kids only. After the binding, clamping, plugging, cropping, fucking and face-fucking that Janette had done to her in the living room of her own apartment, she eagerly anticipated administering punishment to the young dominatrix. But Justine couldn’t possibly imagine the decadent scenario that Matt had planned for her.

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Once the plates were cleared, Matt told the girls to go to the den and prepare for their punishment. The moment the girls left the dining room, he informed Justine that they would both be administering the discipline: she to her daughter and him to his. Justine flushed but knew better than to object and swallowed more sparkling wine. Matt also instructed her to change from the wet bikini back into her lingerie and to finish her third glass of sparkling wine, prepping her to loosen up enough to punish Angie.

He left the dining room while Justine, already in a heightened state of eroticism, walked outside and changed back into her shelf bra, panties, garter belt and stockings. She was thrilled at the idea of punishing Janette, who’d not only thoroughly controlled and abused her at her apartment in broad daylight, the girl had also shamed her best friend’s mother at poolside.

When Matt entered the den, the girls had already stripped and cuffed themselves to the bar hanging from the ceiling in front of the fireplace. They faced each other, ankles attached to the ends of the same spreader bar at their feet, the summer light highlighting their gleaming skin.

Matt clipped the chain belts around their waists to each other, fastened mini-clothespins to their nipples and hooked the mini-clothespins together, forcing their tits into each other. They moaned with pain and desire. He selected a double dildo from the coffee table drawer and inserted the entirety of the 6″ lengths into each of their pussies. Finally, he strapped a leather belt around both their heads, pushing their mouths together.

Justine entered, carrying a fourth glass of wine to steel her nerves. She stopped in her tracks, not knowing that the girls would be naked or that they would be positioned against each other. Her hardened nipples heaved with excitement in the warm light. The girls were bound so tightly together that Justine could see the clamps on their nubile nipples but not the double dildo embedded in their clean-shaven cunts.

The alluring 36-year-old was both aroused and shocked by the girls’ postures their arms were pulled so high that their feet were practically suspended. Matt handed her one flogger and picked up another. “To begin, twelve strokes to her buttocks,” he decided. Angie looked at Justine imploringly but knew not to speak. Justine ran her hands over the faint marks running across her shapely, bound and clamped daughter’s back, buttocks and thighs.

As she traced the stripes, Justine saw that Angie’s hips were twisting and pushing back and forth, as were Janette’s. Justine peered around Angie’s hip and saw that both girls were humping a double dildo. Her excitement flooded her cunt with the unexpected discovery.

Years of frustration at raising a daughter single-handedly were pent up and ready to be unleashed. Plus, Angie was shamelessly fucking a dildo and her best friend, another shameless slut. So Justine thrashed her daughter’s swinging body while Matt marked Janette’s, the two girls flinching, jerking and twisting from the double onslaught. Naturally, each time they jerked, their clamped nipples were pulled and twisted, mixed with the increasing pleasure from the double dildo. Soon they were cumming, tongues in each other’s mouths as they cried in pain and orgasm.

Once the girls had stopped bucking, grinding and groaning, Matt unclasped the clothespins, unhooked the waist cinch and extracted the drenched double dildo. Justine was surprised to see the size of the fat, glistening member emerging from the girls’ sweaty mounds, pussy juices dripping onto the floor. Matt untethered the ankle and wrist cuffs from the floor and ceiling spreader bars. The teen bondage sluts collapsed in a heap on the carpet, sprawling blatantly across each other, legs flagrantly splayed open, thighs streaked with shiny juices.

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Matt informed Justine, who was drenched in sweat and supremely turned on, that it was now her turn. She simply nodded her head, deeply humiliated to be proceeding in front of her daughter. “Spread your legs and hands behind your head,” he ordered.

She responded slowly, cringing with humiliation in front of the girls. The 34-year-old’s daily workouts clearly showed. The spectacular 34C tits were capped by large dark areola, but it was the astounding nipples and thick, long pussy lips that made him stare every time they were exposed. So dark they looked almost black, her nipples, clit and labia were the thickest and longest he’d ever seen.