It was 9 am on Sunday morning when Jennifer, who was forty-five, walked into her daughter’s bedroom to find her daughter, Taylor, who was twenty, naked on top of her bed covers, still asleep. 

Also on the bed was Abigail, also twenty, and Taylor’s cousin. Abigail was also naked and still asleep. Abigail had had a sleepover.  

When Jennifer had come into the bedroom, she had expected to see both girls in their night dresses, even if they were still asleep, and under the covers. However, as well as being naked and lying on top of the covers, their bras were also on the bed, as were their knickers, although their tops and shorts were strewn over the floor. The empty bottle of vodka was also on the floor by the bed. 

Jennifer didn’t mind that the girls were naked, with their firm breasts, flat tummies, well-toned arms, and legs as they both went to the gym, and both with dark, long hair that framed their faces. She knew that both girls had clean-shaven pussies as well.  

Now, half an hour later, Jennifer went back into Taylor’s bedroom and found both girls still asleep. After looking at the girls and the clothes strewn around the room for just a few moments, Jennifer said, rather loudly, “Morning, girls.” 

Both girls stirred, and, as Taylor opened her eyes and saw her mum standing, looking down at her with a smirk, she realised that it was not a good sign. 

Jennifer continued with, “It is time to get up, girls. Don’t bother putting your night dresses on, though, but you will need to get rid of that bottle of vodka.” 

Both Taylor and Abigail remembered that they had brought the bottle of vodka up to the bedroom, and kept playing truth or dare, with one of them having to take off one item of clothing and also drink another shot of vodka. By the end of the game, they had both stripped and drank, very happily, but, judging from their heads just then, were not the best for the drink. 

Next moment, Sandra, who was forty-four, and Abigail’s mum came into the bedroom. 

Abigail was surprised to see her mum and asked, “How come you are here, Mum?” 

Sandra was smiling as she replied, “Auntie Jennifer asked me to come over. She’d come into the bedroom about half an hour ago and saw both you girls asleep, and the empty bottle of vodka. She thought that I would want to come here, and I agreed. So, here I am.” 

Sandra waited just a few moments before holding up a wooden-backed hairbrush and said, “Auntie Jennifer asked me to bring this as well.” 

Even though Abigail was twenty, her mum regularly spanked her with that very same hairbrush, and, amongst other things, she knew that getting drunk, even with her cousin, was going to earn her yet another spanking. 

Taylor saw the hairbrush in her auntie’s hand, and then looked towards her mum, and saw that her mum was also holding a wooden-backed hairbrush. Taylor knew that she was also regularly spanked, although both girls readily preferred to be spanked rather than grounded and lose their electronics, so it wasn’t as though they were going to object to what now looked as though was certain to happen to them both. 

Once Jennifer was happy that both girls had seen the wooden-backed hairbrushes, she said, “As I said, girls, don’t bother to put your night dresses back on. Just bring the bottle of vodka with you, and we’ll go down to the dining room.” 

Both girls winced as they were told that instruction, and both remembered how, last night, as they were already about halfway through the bottle of vodka, they were joking that they probably would both end up being spanked again. Well, neither supposed it was a joke now, but both were reconciled to the fact that they were going to be spanked. It was even more obvious now that both mums were here, and both were holding the wooden-backed hairbrush. 

What neither Taylor nor Abigail knew was that Jennifer had been standing outside the bedroom door as the two girls had the discussion about the likelihood of being spanked for drinking. Rather more was said than that, however. Taylor had said to Abigail that she found being spanked hard to deal with, and she always ended up bawling her eyes out, but went on to explain that it was still the best punishment for her, and she had also said how she wondered what it might be like to be spanked by her Auntie Sandra. In response to that, Abigail had replied in a very surprised tone of voice that she found being spanked hard to deal with as well, but agreed that it was the correct form of punishment for her, and even more amazing, was that she had wondered what it would be like to be spanked by Auntie Jennifer.  

That was why Jennifer called Sandra and asked her to come over, because both girls needed to be spanked, and, because of that conversation, it would be a good idea if they each spanked their niece rather than their own daughter.  

To date, whilst both cousins had watched the other cousin being spanked, they had never been spanked together. 

It was standard practice that when one cousin watched the other being spanked, the one being spanked would have to be naked. What they also knew was that after the spanking, the two girls would go to the bedroom, the one who was dressed would strip, and the two of them would hug, kiss, and cuddle each other, helping the one who had been spanked to recover, and both would be sexually excited too. Being cousins certainly didn’t stop them kissing, licking, and fingering each other to huge orgasms after one or the other of them was spanked. 

Neither Abigail nor Taylor were concerned that they were both naked whilst their mums were dressed as they went downstairs. Knowing they were going to be spanked didn’t worry them too much either. They had watched the other being spanked several times already. However, this was going to be the first time they were both spanked together, and, without saying anything, they both knew that they were getting sexually excited by that thought. 

Once down in the dining room, the two mums placed two dining chairs opposite each other and sat down. They each glared at their own daughter, and it was Jennifer who instructed, “Both you girls get across our laps. However, in view of the conversation you had last night, you, Taylor, will go across Auntie Sandra’s lap, and you, Abigail, will go across my lap. You both wanted to know what it was like to be spanked by your auntie, and now you are going to find out.” 

Taylor and Abigail glanced at each other, and both remembered that they had had that conversation, and so could hardly object. They even knew that they were each up for it to happen. 

Taylor and Abigail did as they were told, and just moments later, both had bent down across their aunties lap, balancing with their hands on the floor, enjoying the sight of their aunties painted toenails, and the feel of their aunties hand rubbing each of their bottoms. Both girls had full breasts, which dangled down and would sway as they were being spanked. Of course, they knew that both their mums would already have noticed that their nipples were taut, and so would know that they were both sexually aroused by being spanked. Neither mum had ever mentioned that to the girls, but the girls were pretty sure that drove their mums to give an even harder spanking, which, of course, got the girls even more sexually aroused. 

Both mums and both daughters knew and accepted that the main reason for the spanking was as a punishment, and it did have to hurt well beyond what the girls could cope with, so that they were both crying buckets each time. In fact, crying buckets was what it was all about, as well as giving both girls stinging bottom cheeks that would make it difficult to sit comfortably for hours to come. 

Both girls knew that when their mum spanked them, and no one else was around, as soon as they were by themselves after a spanking, with their stinging bottoms and tear-stained faces, they only had to lie on their tummy, ease their hands between their legs and finger themselves to huge orgasms. There had been occasions, many of them, when one girl watched the other being spanked, and when both girls were left alone together in the bedroom after one of them had been spanked, both girls kissed and licked and fingered the other to huge orgasms. Both girls hoped that would happen again today. 

Neither auntie was concerned that they were about to spank their niece, who was twenty, because neither reckoned that that was anywhere near too old for a naughty daughter to be spanked. They had had that discussion with both of the girls and knew that both girls agreed and accepted that spanking was the right punishment for them both. It had been agreed that they would only ever be spanked without anyone watching, or only with their cousin and auntie watching, and both mums had kept to that agreement. 

Now, the two mums glanced at each other as they were rubbing their niece’s bare bottom, nodded to each other, raised their hands, and landed the first spank on their niece’s far bottom cheek. Neither mum was at all happy with the way that their daughters had got drunk and fallen asleep the worst for drink, and so both took giving their nieces a hard spanking very seriously. 

As this was the first time that the two girls would be spanked together, the girls couldn’t help but look sideways to see their cousin across their own mum’s lap. They both thought the same, that being spanked together was really cool. They might even be able to look sideways and see the spanks land on their cousin's bare bottom, although, of course, they had both seen that happen multiple times. It would be different this time, though, because they would be looking sideways and seeing their mum spank their cousin. Mind you, they both still thought that was really cool because both wanted this to happen.  

As spank after spank landed on their bottoms, both girls started to struggle, as they always did when spanked by their mum. Although they fully accepted that spanking was the right punishment, that didn’t mean that they could cope with it at all well. In fact, they never did. Just like every other time, the tears quickly welled up in their eyes as they squirmed around on their auntie's lap, their vision quickly becoming blurred so that they could no longer make out their auntie's painted toenails, but all they really had to do was lie there and take every single spank. That was what they both did. 

Both mums kept on landing spank after spank, even as they saw both their daughters struggling on their aunties' lap, as they always did when they spanked them. However, also as had happened every time, the mums never showed their daughters any sympathy because, after all, it was their daughters who had been naughty enough to earn a spanking. Today, neither mum showed their niece any sympathy, because both mums were so cross with their daughter and niece.  

Both mums were actually in a very good place to watch as their daughter’s bottom was being spanked by their auntie. After all, it was easy enough for them to keep on spanking their niece’s bare bottom as they watched their daughters’ bare bottom being spanked. They even became competitive when aiming to get their niece to gasp louder than their daughter’s gasp as they landed spank after spank. 

Once the girl's vision was blurred, they no longer tried to look at their cousin as she was being spanked, but just looked at the floor and the blurred feet of their auntie. The spanking was already hard to cope with, and so by now neither girl still got any enjoyment out of this spanking but totally accepted that they were being punished, and quite rightly punished, and their flooding tears were fully justified.  

Both girls also knew that no friends of theirs were still spanked, and, to date, none of their friends knew that they were spanked. However, their friends always complained how their mum had scolded them, even in front of anyone else who was in the room at the time. They got really annoyed with their mums just for being scolded. Taylor and Abigail had often discussed between themselves whether their friends would be even more annoyed if they were spanked like they were. However, they knew that that wasn’t a discussion that they should have with their friends. 

On and on the spanking continued, just as it always did, with both girls dissolving into crying buckets of tears. Even so, both aunts stopped spanking with their hands and proceeded to spank the girls with the wooden-backed hairbrush, which they used every time they spanked their daughters. After all, when spanking with their hand, they knew that their hand would eventually sting. Of course, they also knew that their daughter’s bottom would already be stinging far more than their hand, but, once the hairbrush was being used, the mum’s hand no longer stung, but the girls’ bottom stung far more. That worked for both mums this time as they were using the hairbrushes to spank their niece’s bare bottoms.  

What was also better for the mums to spank their daughters was that they didn’t have any stress when their daughters disobeyed them. They simply gave the instruction that their daughter was going to be spanked, carried out the spanking, and they literally had no stress. They knew that their daughter wouldn’t be able to give them the silent treatment afterwards, because rudeness would have earned another spanking. It had done once, and that taught both girls never to be rude or sulk after a spanking again. 

Spanking also worked for both girls. They liked it that their mums did have that level of disciplinary control over them. They knew their mum loved them and saw spanking as true maternal love, so there were no bad feelings either way. A punishment was needed, and was given, which all four of them accepted. 

Neither mum held back this time either when using the hairbrush to spank their niece. They all knew that every spanking had to hurt, because, if it didn’t, it wasn’t really a punishment. Not a real punishment, anyway. Both knew that they had disobeyed their mum, deserved the spanking, got the spanking, and then their punishment was over. After each spanking, once the girls had calmed down, washed their faces, although they remained red-eyed, they and their mums would chat as though nothing wrong had happened. After all, there was no need to discuss what the girls had done wrong, because the spanking spoke much more forcefully than any words could do.  

Eventually, when both girls' bottoms were very red and even bruised, both aunties stopped the spanking and rubbed the girls' bottoms in circles to show they were still in control. They kept doing that until the girls had calmed down. 

Jennifer then said, “Okay, girls, you can get up now. Go and wash your faces. Come back downstairs when you are ready.” 

As both girls eased themselves up from their aunties' laps and stood up, neither could stop their hands rubbing and clutching their stinging bottoms. They even stepped from foot to foot, doing the rather comical spanking dance, neither girl caring that they were still naked, and their mums saw their clean-shaven pussy lips, and their breasts bouncing and swaying. 

Both mums were very satisfied as they watched their daughters struggle to cope with their stinging bottoms. It told them they had given their nieces a good enough punishment, and both knew it was very unlikely to be anywhere near the last time that both mums would spank their daughters. It might not even be the last time that each auntie spanked her niece. In fact, both reckoned it definitely wouldn’t be the last time.  

Once both girls had left the room and gone upstairs, the two mums chatted quite happily, congratulating each other on giving such a good spanking, saying how they hoped it had taught both the girls a lesson, but doubted that the lesson would last more than a week or so. 

Upstairs, the two girls went into the bathroom, looked in the mirror and saw their tear-stained faces, turned and saw their very red and bruised bottom cheeks, and, as they sniffed back tears, turned, threw their arms around each other’s neck and hugged each other, their breasts pressing against the other's. It didn’t take long for them to kiss each other, one easing her tongue into the other’s mouth, getting more and more aroused both by that, and definitely helped by the way that their bottoms stung, which got them sexually aroused as well. 

The girls didn’t bother to wash their faces just then, but they immediately went into Taylor’s bedroom, lay on the bed, kissing each other on the mouth, and then moving that kissing and licking to the others full breasts and once again taut nipples, working their way down the other’s tummy, and then kissing, licking and fingering the other's very wet pussy lips. They tried to hold back from letting out erotic gasps, but didn’t manage that. 

Downstairs, both mums heard the erotic gasps, but neither was surprised. Neither mum was going to use that as a reason to stop using spanking as their daughter’s...