Bobby went home that evening a bit more tired and arrived later than usual. The drive home found him thinking about having added another customer who would expect the extra services Linda seemed to have somehow started. He jokingly wondered if he should add something to his promotional brochure.
The Lawn Boy
Whether it’s a grand lawn that needs constant attention or a small bushy patch requiring a tender touch, The Lawn Boy can handle it! Special needs attended to with love and care, and you’re sure to be more than satisfied when he’s finished with you … and your lawn!
He got a warm smile and a hug from his mom when he walked in the door.
“I’m so proud of you, Bobby! You work so hard and I’ll bet your customers really appreciate all you do for them!” she said. “What’s so funny?” she added when her son chuckled at her compliment.
“Oh, nothing. Mrs Bianchi, my new customer, said something like that when I left her a little while ago,” he replied, laughing inside at telling the God’s honest truth, while keeping his mother in the dark about just how much they appreciate ‘all he does for them.’
For the first time, he began to wonder whether he could keep it up. ‘At least they’re all on separate days!’ he thought to himself. Two on the same day might start to jeopardize the quality of his intended work if he spends so long at more than one house. He almost looked forward to Thursday since those lawn jobs entailed taking care of the lawn alone.
He wouldn’t trade those customers who received his extra attention for anything, and he was learning so much, but maybe it was too much? He’d had reservations about Lucia’s anal desires, but had to admit that in the end (pun unintended) it was really hot! These thoughts, after learning some new sexual practice, often left him thinking about Mandy, and whether she’d like what he’d just done. He couldn’t imagine sweet, little, cute Mandy bending over, begging to have her ass fucked as Lucia just did.
A week later, Lucia was excited about seeing the lawn boy again. With just a few smacks on her ass, Bobby had revived her interest in something her ex had done just once, that she’d really liked, but he left her and Mia before doing it again.
Days earlier, she’d found the plaid skirt and white blouse she’d worn for Marc to feed his frequent naughty schoolgirl fantasies and tried them on. The skirt was fine, but the blouse was a bit tighter, though, for this purpose, it actually looked better with her tits looking like they’d pop the buttons off any second. As long as the blouse looked slutty, she decided to shorten the skirt to where it just barely covered her crotch. She modeled in front of the mirror with a pair of white knee socks and black pumps, smiling when her white panties came into view with the slightest bend either way. She wondered how Bobby would react to being called ‘Daddy.’
She didn’t feel the need to watch him work this time as he knew what to expect. She waited in the kitchen until he finished edging, then opened the back doors as an invitation to come inside when he was ready.
When Bobby arrived expectantly at the door, he found her standing in the same place as last time, at the end of the sectional sofa next to the chaise lounge. His mouth dropped open, and his eyes opened wide at the sight of the woman who greeted him last time, completely naked, now dressed in the very provocative uniform of private girls’ schools. The only reason he could make the connection was having a friend back in elementary school, who went on to a private middle school.
She looked both proper and slutty at the same time. The tight blouse caught his eye first as he’d really enjoyed the magnificent tits that now clearly wanted out of her blouse. The skirt was next, or more accurately, it was the tiny sliver of white panties peeking below the hemline that caught his attention. Based on Mia’s age, he had a rough idea as to how old Lucia was, but this outfit seemed to eliminate the age gap between them. She looked as though she could be a friend, within a year or two of him in school.
“Hello, Lucia,” he finally said when she hadn’t reacted to his staring.
“Hi, Daddy!” she said in a pouting voice, stifling a smile at his reaction by biting her lip.
“Oh! Um. I … uh … I don’t know what … what …” he stuttered.
“I’m sorry, Daddy! I really didn’t mean to be such a naughty girl!”
Bobby had no idea how to respond to something so far outside his still-limited though growing field of expertise. He’d heard the initials, BDSM, but had no idea what they stood for, knowing only that it involved people who liked to give or receive pain. Could she be one of those people?
“I really am sorry, Daddy!” she said as she stepped close to him and took his hand. Holding it with both of hers, she spread it out flat the way she hoped he’d be using it in a moment. With her head down and her sorrowful brown eyes looking up at him, she said, “Am I gonna get spanked again?” phrased specifically to imply that this was not the first time.
His mind darted all over, trying to put himself in a role that was so utterly foreign to him. He suddenly felt like such a kid again, thrust into the role of a mature parent who spanked his daughter when she needed it; his very sexy daughter who clearly wanted the spanking she was pretending to dread.
On top of that, while he was far more confident now as a lover to eager, horny women, it hadn’t required any role-playing. An old memory flashed through his mind of a disastrous role in a school play. The only thing he could think of was to adopt that relatively new persona of capable lover and bluff his way through the rest.
“You know you always get a spanking when you’ve been a bad girl,” he said in a less-than-confident voice.
“Yes, Daddy. Over your knee on the sofa like last time?” she said, wrapping his hand around her wrist for him to lead her to her punishment, and smiled when he understood. “Does it have to be on my bare bottom again?” she said, pouting and coaching at the same time.
“Come! Over my knee, Lucia! You’re getting a good spanking!” he said, after leading her to the middle of the sofa and sitting. He noticed the flicker of a smile on her face, confirming that he was reading her signals correctly as she knelt on the cushion next to him and lay in his lap.
She hadn’t been sure how he’d react to her leading lines, but was quite happy with the result so far, her pussy giving its own signals as to her arousal. She didn’t realize her bottom, in her ultra-tight panties, was nearly on full display as the short skirt had ridden up when she crawled over his lap, so it was almost unnecessary when she flipped her skirt up over her waist.
“Oh, please, Daddy!” she said as she tipped her bottom up as a clear invitation. She didn’t care if he pulled her panties down now or later.
“Please, what, young lady?” he asked as he gained both comfort in his role and an increased tightness in his shorts that he wondered if she could feel. “Please don’t pull your panties down?” he said as he grabbed the elastic, peeled them down past her lifted hips, and left them around her knees. “Please don’t spank you?” he added just before the first more-than-playful spank landed on her right cheek. “Please don’t spank you too hard?” with a harder spank on the left.
“Oh God! Oh! Oh fuck!” she cried with her bottom raised in a silent plea for more.
Bobby had no idea how hard to spank, but seeing her reaction to three increasingly hard spanks, though still moderate in force, he decided he’d gradually increase the intensity and observe her reactions. Startled at how much he was enjoying it, he couldn’t take his eyes off her exquisite bottom, which he now recalled he’d smacked a few times last week. If he’d looked at her face, turned facing him on the cushion, he’d see nothing but rapture.
“Naughty girls need to have their bare bottoms spanked, don’t they, Lucia?”
“Yes, Daddy! Ow! I’m sorry!” she apologized, as the last attempt at pretending she didn’t like it.
Even she was astonished at how much she liked it. The position over his knee, with her ass exposed as it was, felt so … intimate, she decided. Her husband had spanked her on all fours, and after a few dozen hard smacks, he’d rammed his cock into her weeping pussy and fucked her hard.
This was different. She’d imagined doing it OTK ever since that time, thinking it would be more authentic and fun, but she didn’t expect it to feel so deeply personal. It didn’t matter how hard he smacked her still-raised bottom, and he was doing just fine on that score, but as long as there was even a little hurt, a little sting, a little pain, it was sheer heaven to her, and feeling his cock, twitching within his shorts against her thigh, only amplified it.
“Does it hurt, Lucia?” he asked with a stern tone as he caressed her now rosy cheeks, fingers exploring other sensitive regions, thinking only, ‘Wow!’ at her squishy wet pussy and the flinch when he pressed on her puckered star, winking at him as she squirmed in ecstasy.
“Yes, Daddy, but you know how much I love it when you spank me!” the little girl in her confessed, and spread her legs, forcing her panties down to her ankles and off. “Spank me harder, Daddy! Spank me! Ooo!” she yipped as he resumed with the hardest smack yet.
With Linda and Julie, Bobby was improving his techniques, becoming a better lover as the finer points of pleasing another were demonstrated and learned. Lucia was taking him in totally new directions that he’d never considered, and he realized as he watched her beautiful bottom jiggle and bounce under his spanking hand, that she liked having her ass handled as much or more than her pussy, giving him a new idea.
“Oh God, Bobby!” she cried, dropping the role play pretense when she felt his fingers stuffed rudely into her juicy pussy. Tipping her hips forward to give him better access, she squirmed on his fingers, but jerked wildly when his left hand resumed spanking her reddening cheeks.
She was panting by the time he stopped after a dozen or more, and moaned softly with his left hand caressing her very warm cheeks.
Step two of Bobby’s plan had him running his hand between the sofa’s cushions, feeling for what she’d concealed there last time, and he smiled when his fingers found it. He was running his hand up and down her cleft with his middle finger pressing into the deep valley, while the others grazed her quivering cheeks. He flipped the top on the lube and dribbled some into the valley where his finger could direct it to her clenching hole.
“Oh yeah, Bobby! Yes! Yes!” she begged, expecting to feel his long middle finger pushing into her ass, but screamed aloud, “Holy fucking shit!” when his thumb pressed into the tight hole. “Oh FUCK!” when he added his fingers in her pussy, and “Harder! Harder!” when the spanking resumed with his left hand.
With his right hand fingers in her holes, jerking roughly up and down, and his left spanking her rosy red ass with renewed vigor, she was charging toward a climax that made last week’s seem mild. Her body shook with the strain of holding on until, finally, she let go with a pitiful cry, filling the hand still tweaking her, with her milky syrup.
She collapsed over his lap, boneless and languid as occasional spastic shudders continued to pass through at longer intervals. The feeling of his hands gently caressing her back, bottom, and thighs aided in her recovery as she wondered in awe at her lawn boy, who just last week, in his innocence and wonder, was disgusted at the thought of fucking her ass and had now shown her something new. She lay in his lap for several minutes, mewing with the delightful touch of his hands, but eventually stirred and slid off his lap to kneel before him.
“That was fucking incredible, Bobby!” she sighed as she fumbled with the buttons of her blouse and let it fall behind her as he watched her hands cup her magnificent mounds, squeezing, pinching, and pressing them together. A button and a short zipper permitted the removal of her tiny skirt, after which her hands went right to the waist of his shorts and made quick work of getting him as naked as she.
“Mmm,” she hummed as his cock went into her mouth, guided by both hands. “I was going to,” she started, pausing for another suck on his dick, “suck your cock,” another pause for a deeper lick, “to thank you for – my spanking – but I just can’t wait – to have this – in my pussy!” Each pause brought another draw on his cock and a pleasured moan from him.
“You want to fuck me, don’t you, Bobby? Hm? Have this nice, big, hard cock in my cunt?” she said as she sat in his lap facing him with his shaft pressing into her slit while she continued stroking it. She sweetened the offer, leaning in to mash her tits into his face, crying, “Oh yeah!” when his hands grabbed hold of them both.
She rose up on her knees and went for his cock to guide it in, but he already had it in hand. He licked his lips at the sight of her smooth, bare pussy, running the tip through her slippery slit, but only a few times before he pushed up into her dripping tunnel and handed it off to her to slowly slide down the long pole. Her breath escaped in shudders like steam escaping.
“Oh my God!” she cried, fully impaled on his sword of flesh, writhing in place and savoring the incredible, deep feeling. “You feel so good inside me, Bobby!” she sighed as he took her tits in hand again, pulling them to his mouth for licking, sucking, and nibbling.
“Mmm, your pussy is like heaven, Lucia!” he said to her gently smiling face as she started her ride.
Rising a little higher each time, it was like she was discovering his length for the first time, so enthralled with the long, slow strokes was she. With her hands on his shoulders and his on her tits, the ride accelerated till she was bouncing on his dick like riding a pogo stick.
“Oh God, Lucia! I’m gonna cum!” he cried out long before she even felt her climax coming. She kicked herself for not making him cum once before this.
“Do it, Bobby! Cum for me! Cum in my cunt!” she said, riding faster still, hoping to hasten hers in the process. He cried out when he unloaded inside her, and she stopped briefly to feel his pulsing cock expelling its seed, but she started up again as fast as she could manage.
After a quick partial recovery, Bobby rose to meet her partway even while he felt himself shrinking inside her. He moved one hand between her legs to finger her clit, prompting unintelligible bits of words and noises as her peak was now in sight. Her one free tit rose and fell with her, slapping Bobby in the face as she bounced. The sight of this stunning woman getting so much pleasure at his behest had him growing again.
“Jesus, Bobby!” she cried when she could feel it, recalling fleetingly the quick recovery of youth.
The two pounded each other as they rocketed toward a mutual summit. Her tits flopped about, slapping his face while he kept a finger on her clit and a hand on her stinging red bottom. A minute later, they came almost simultaneously, with Bobby pinned beneath her body when she fell forward, smothering him with her breasts.
Eventually, they calmed enough that she rose up off his still long, but flaccid cock and sat in his lap with her arms around his neck. She kissed him tenderly and giggled when a hand found her tits again. ‘Boys with toys,’ she thought to herself, though she enjoyed the attention.
Bobby had a little time left, but just a little wouldn’t be enough to do something that would come close to what they’d already done, and they both seemed to know it.
“So, did you like spanking your naughty little girl?” she asked, still sitting in his lap, feeling the delicious sting in her bottom.
“I did! Though something tells me that your behavior would earn you a daily spanking!” he said with a chuckle.
“Would you come and spank me every day if I did?”
“You know I can’t,” he replied sternly. “I still have school and a business to run, and I’m running a bit late today, so I need to get going,” he said, and noticing her red bottom when she stood up, patted her cheeks before getting up himself. He’d never taken his sneakers off, so he only had to put his underwear and shorts on to be fully dressed again.
“Do you think you could switch us and your next customer around next week, so you don’t have to run off so early? I have a surprise for you that I think you’ll want more time with,” she asked with a cute smile.
“Mmm, that sounds promising. I’ll check with that customer and let you know by text, okay?”
She agreed, gave him a long hug and a kiss, and got another hard, tantalizing smack on her bottom for her kindness. He looked back to see her naked body standing in the doorway, watching him leave.
That weekend, Lucia welcomed Mia back home for her four-week Winter Break. The house suddenly felt so much more like a home with her beautiful daughter there, and Mia seemed to grow more beautiful each time she returned.
“Have you put on some weight?” she asked Mia, as they were unpacking her car.
“A little,” she replied, turning to face her mother with her hands cupping her tits. “I think I’m finally starting to get your tits! I had to buy some new bras!” she laughed.
In her bedroom, Mia unpacked while her mom watched and chatted about every little thing. Finding her toiletries, she headed for the bathroom to take a shower before dinner. It was dark by the time she’d finished, and she could smell the pizza that had just been delivered.
They ate in the kitchen with a bottle of their favorite Merlot, which went well with the pizza. Between them, they easily polished off the large pie and were nearly done with the wine as well, when things got quiet for a few minutes.
“So. How’s Bobby?” Mia asked the question she’d been dying to ask since she got home.
“I can certainly see what you liked about him!” her mom replied somewhat evasively.
“Mom! You’d have to be blind not to see what I liked! That’s the biggest cock I’ve ever seen!” Mia cried, wondering why her mother was holding back. They always shared everything about their sexual adventures with sometimes graphically detailed descriptions.
“I think I’ve had one as long before, but it’s been a very long time! And he’s got this … you know, innocent quality about him, like it’s no big deal and he just loves giving pleasure!”
“I know, right?” Mia enthused. “I’ve had guys who were not nearly as big or as muscular as Bobby, strutting around like they were God’s gift to women. But Bobby is so modest about it! And, oh God, the way he licked me!? Someone taught him well!” she finished, the fresh panties she’d put on getting wet already.
“I taught him a thing or two,” Lucia bragged.
“You got him to fuck your ass, didn’t you!?” Mia challenged.
“I did! After he did my pussy! You should have seen his face when I suggested it! He looked like it disgusted him. He seemed to think about it for a moment and then asked what he should do next.”
“See? That’s what I mean. He’s like the guy who would do anything if it pleased you!”
“Oh, it pleased me, all right! I’ve never had a cock like that in my ass!”
“Oh, Mom! You’re so anal!” Mia said, laughing with her mom at her ‘anal’ joke. “What else did you teach him?” Her mother suddenly got very shy. “Come on, Mom! I’ll get you to tell me eventually. May as well be now!” she reasoned as Lucia looked thoughtful.
“He spanked me,” she admitted, biting her lip.
“He didn’t!?”
“He did! Over his knee, with my skirt up and panties down like a naughty little girl!”
“How did that happen? Was it his idea?”
“No. It was mine. I’ve wanted it for a long time, but it’s not the kind of thing you can just ask someone for!”
“You’ve wanted it for a long time? Since when?” Mia asked, her interest acutely piqued.
“I’ve never told you this, but your father spanked me,” she explained to Mia’s shocked face. “Just once. I was on all fours and … I don’t know why. He just did it and I really liked it!”
“Why just once then?” Mia asked, sitting up now, fully engaged.
“Because a couple of weeks later, he left us!”
“Oh, Mom! I’m sorry! So, all this time you’ve wanted it again?”
“Yeah. It was so good with Bobby! He was a little iffy with the role play at first.”
“Role play?”
“I wore a schoolgirl outfit and called him ‘Daddy!’ Anyway, he caught on, and he spanked me so good! He made me cum while he was spanking me!”
“Oh my God! I’m so jealous!”
“Jealous? Why?” Lucia said, her turn to be confused, and Mia paused before responding.
“Because I’ve wanted to try spanking too! For a long time now!”
“Since when?”
“Do you remember my friend, Doreen?”
“From high school?”
“Yeah. We were seniors. I was gonna sleep over at her house after a party we were going to, and we got home really late. After yelling at us both, her mom pulled her jeans and panties down, put her over her knee, and spanked her right in front of me! Then she made Doreen go get a hairbrush, and she got twenty more! On each cheek! Doreen was so embarrassed, but she told me that when she was really bad, she still got spanked by her mom. Something about it really intrigued me, and ever since I’ve wondered what a real spanking would feel like.”
“Wow! I never knew!”
“Of course not! I didn’t want it bad enough to have you spank me, but the right guy? Ooo!”
“Bobby?” Lucia said as an option. “He’s coming on Wednesday, but he doesn’t know you’re going to be here too. He’s agreed to make us his last stop that day, so he doesn’t have to rush off to another job. You know he’ll do it, and I know just how to suggest it to him!”
“I’m getting wet just thinking about it, Mom!”
“Well, come Wednesday, you’ll do more than just think about it! You’re gonna get a good spanking, young lady!” Lucia replied, and they both started giggling.
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