Spanking and sex: Young man spanked and rode by aunt
Summary:
Jan hasn’t done the washing up as agreed. As punishment, he is first put over his knee by his aunt Hildi. Then she takes him to the bedroom for aftercare.
Aunt scolds nephew and puts him over the knee
“You haven’t done the dishes again, Jan,” her voice sounded. His aunt Hildi, a woman in her mid-forties, stood in front of him with her arms crossed.
Her long, red-painted fingernails glistened in the light of the kitchen. Her gaze was stern, almost penetrating, and her presence made him seem smaller, even though he was almost a head taller. He shrugged his shoulders, a cheeky smile on his lips. “Sorry, I forgot.”
“Forgot?” She took a step closer. “That’s the third time this week. You really are incorrigible.”
Jan looked at her. He was a young man. Athletic, well-trained, his T-shirt stretched over his muscular upper body. “Oh come on, it’s just dishes.”
Her eyes flashed and he knew he had gone too far. “Just dishes?” She reached for his arm, her fingers gripping it tightly. “You need another lesson, Jan.” Her grip was firm, unrelenting. She pulled him towards the large sofa in the living room without a second thought.
“What are you doing?” He tried to resist, but she was surprisingly strong. Her fingernails dug lightly into his arm as she continued to pull him unflinchingly.
She sat down on the sofa and pulled him next to her with a strong tug. Then, in one swift movement, she grabbed his belt, undid it and pulled it through the loops of his trousers. “Time to work on your behavior.”
“Hey!” he protested, but her fingers were already on his pants, pulling them down until they dangled around his ankles. Underneath, he was only wearing tight black underpants, which showed off his muscular bottom perfectly.
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“You think you can do whatever you want just because you look good?” she asked sternly. “Not with me, Jan. Not with. With. Me. Boyfriend!” Suddenly she pulled him over her knees.
His well-toned body landed on her thighs with a thud, and he was taken completely by surprise.
Spanking from the aunt: Mature woman spanks young man
Jan’s upper body hung over one side of the sofa while his legs dangled helplessly on the other. The position brought his perfectly rounded buttocks right into focus.
“You’ve gotten way too naughty,” she said coldly, running her hand lightly over his butt, feeling the muscles tense under the thin layer of fabric. Her long fingernails brushed over the fabric before she grabbed him by the sides and slowly pulled the underpants down.
He gasped as the cool air hit his bare skin. His bottom really was flawless, round, firm, with taut skin just waiting to be punished. She ran her hand over his bare buttocks, feeling the warmth under her fingertips before squeezing them tightly.
“Look at you,” she said, her voice almost pleasurable. “Such a perfect, outrageous ass.” She squeezed his buttocks once more, letting him feel the strength of her hand, before releasing him again and his muscles relaxed. But the calm didn’t last long.
Her hand landed on his left buttock with a sharp slap. The skin quivered under the force of the impact and he immediately tensed up. She didn’t hesitate and her hand immediately hit his right buttock with the same force.
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Smack! Smack!
His bottom bounced under each blow, the taut muscles danced under her hand. But she didn’t give him a break. Each stroke made his buttocks flush red, the rhythm relentless.
Her palm hit his flesh again and again, creating a tingling burn that spread across his entire backside.
“Ow!” he finally moaned as she continued with the same intensity. His legs twitched, trying to free themselves, but she had a firm grip on him. “That’s… enough!”
“Enough?” she mocked and gripped his hips tighter, pulling him even closer to her. “Enough is not enough until I say it is.” She let her hand rest for a moment, stroking the hot, slightly trembling buttocks before squeezing him tightly once more. He gasped.
“I think you need a little more.”
Lazy nephew punished by aunt with wooden spoon
Aunt Hildi reached for the wooden cooking spoon lying on the coffee table. The thick, smooth handle was heavy in her hand. Without warning, she slammed the spoon down on his already reddened bottom.
Smack! The blow was sharp and precise, the sound filled the room. Jan’s breath was knocked out of his chest as the pain coursed through his body in waves.
Smack!
The wooden spoon hit him again, this time on the other side. His buttocks bounced each time under the force of the blows, trembling slightly before tightening again. She paid close attention to his reaction, the twitching in his legs, the wriggling that got worse with each blow.
“Stop that!” he shouted, his hands seeking support, but she grabbed his wrist and pressed it against his back.
“Stay still,” she ordered and continued. She held his wrist firmly while the wooden spoon hit his buttocks again and again. His bare skin was now dark red and his muscles were constantly working against the pain.
“Oh, it’s getting serious now, is it?” she teased him as she put the wooden spoon aside for a moment and ran her hand over his hot bottom. His buttocks twitched at the touch, his whole body trembled.
“You’re such a naughty boy,” she said with sweet mockery in her voice, kneading his skin again. “But we’ll get that.”
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The next blow hit him even harder. He tried to pull away, kicking his legs wildly, but she held him firmly.
“Auntie…” he gasped, but she didn’t stop. Each blow made his legs kick, his buttocks quivered and bounced uncontrollably as the wooden spoon repeatedly hit his already sore skin.
Finally, she paused. “And now… off to the corner.”
She pushed him off her lap, making him stumble to his feet. His hands immediately flew to his burning bottom and he rubbed it frantically, trying to ease the pain. But her gaze made him pause.
“Get your hands away. In the corner, now.” Her voice was calm but firm.
He hesitated, but he knew there was no point in disagreeing. So he ran to the corner of the room as ordered.
“And you stay there until I say you can come out.”
Cornertime and handjob: Auntie lends a hand
Jan stood quietly in the corner, his forehead leaning against the wall. His face burned with shame. Combined with the burning pain in his bottom, he pawed restlessly, but didn’t dare to move.
His bottom was glowing, the blows had left their mark – red, throbbing marks on his skin.
The mixture of shame and arousal sent his thoughts racing. Every blow she had given him had not only caused pain. His body had tingled – and how it had tingled.
The room was silent, the only sound his rapid breathing and the soft crackling of the leather of her clothes as she moved.
He dared a quick glance over his shoulder, his eyes searching her. She was still sitting on the sofa, her arms relaxed on the armrests, watching him with an expression that sent a shiver down his spine.
“Jan,” her voice cut through the silence. “Come here.”
Hesitantly, he turned around, his pants still around his ankles, and took unsteady steps towards her.
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Each step seemed to increase the pressure in his loins as his penis was now hard, pulsing almost painfully with arousal. The beating, the humiliation – it had sent him into a kind of frenzy of arousal that took his breath away. And she knew it. She knew exactly.
When he reached her, she suddenly grabbed his member with one hand. Her long, red-painted fingernails grazed his skin before encircling his hardness.
He moaned softly, unable to suppress it. Her fingers moved up and down, playing skillfully with him as she fixed him and dug her eyes into his.
“You’re pretty excited, huh?” Her voice was a dangerous, sweet whisper. Her fingers continued to slide over his member, teasing him, making him twitch. He bit his lips, trying not to moan too loudly, but she had him right where she wanted him.
“You know, you should be ashamed of yourself,” she said, briefly tightening her grip. “A young man like you, so arrogant and cheeky, but in the end you’re just a little brat who doesn’t even do his dishes.”
Her hand moved on, stroking his testicles before returning to his pulsating member. “And yet you’re so… aroused.”
He couldn’t answer. His breathing was heavy, his muscles were tense, he was about to explode. But then she suddenly let go, stood up and grabbed him roughly by the arm. “Come with me.”
Mature woman rides adult nephew: sex with aunt
Jan stumbled as she pulled him into the bedroom. The bed was in the center of the room, large and inviting, the covers smooth and neat.
Without another word, she pushed him onto the bed. He fell backwards, the impact causing the mattress to give way beneath him. Before he could react, she swung herself onto him.
Her hands slid over his body, exploring every muscle, the tightly tensed stomach muscles, the strong arms, until they found their way back to his hard member.
She smiled smugly as she settled on top of him. Her tight, hot body enveloped him and he could only make a short, stifled sound.
The pressure, the heat – it was overwhelming. He gripped the comforter, his fingers clawing into the soft material as she moved slowly on top of him.
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“Mmh,” she moaned, biting her lower lip. Her hips moved at a perfect pace. Jan couldn’t think straight, he was completely overwhelmed.
Her fingernails slid across his chest, leaving red lines on his skin, before clawing at his neck. Her movements became faster, more violent.
“You’re not coming until I say so,” she commanded. Her eyes sparkled as she drove him further and further. Her hips pressed harder against him with every thrust, her grip on his neck tightened.
“Auntie…” he gasped, his voice brittle, but she didn’t give him a break. Her body continued to move, faster, more intensely. She was the one who set the pace, who was in control. So hot.
Aunt rides young man: Sex and orgasm
Jan’s body was now trembling under his aunt’s. He was on the verge of losing everything inside him and surrendering to the climax, but he controlled her. For her!
“Not yet,” she whispered before finally settling on him with one last deep thrust and pushing herself to climax. Her fingernails dug deep into his skin as she tensed on top of him. And then, finally, she made him come.
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“Now,” she breathed and it happened.
The relief was overwhelming. With a loud, deep moan, he exploded inside her, his whole body trembling as the tension was released. Every muscle relaxed under the flood of intense pleasure that shot through him.
He gripped her hips, holding onto her as she curled up on top of him with a contented sigh.
Everything was silent for a moment. The room was filled with her heavy breathing as they both slowly came to rest. She remained lying on top of him, her head resting on his chest, her hands still tightly wrapped around his neck.
“That was a lesson you won’t forget,” she finally whispered, sitting up as she slowly got off him. “And next time, if you don’t do the dishes…” She left the sentence open, but her eyes flashed.
The pain in his bottom hadn’t quite gone away, on the contrary: the burning had made the subsequent ride even more intense.
Aunt Hildi left Jan lying down, put her clothes back on and slowly sat up.
Jan’s body felt heavy, but also strangely light. And deep down, he knew that he was almost looking forward to the next time.
Because he really wasn’t that good at washing up.
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