Only the week before I had watched my Mum spanking Jack, the boy next door, and he was stark naked. Not only that but afterwards I had watched as his Mum tried to control his naughty cock using a leather belt. Read ‘Jack is Spanked by my Mum’ for the full story.
Now I was in our kitchen being questioned by Mum.
“Alison, I want the truth,” she started, “Maureen next door says that Jack finally told her how he shot his load all down the wall and over the carpet.”
How much had he told his Mum, I wondered. How much did I have to admit to?
“Well?! I’d like to hear the truth from you," she said, crossing her arms.
Just one look at her face told me she knew most of it.
“Don’t keep me waiting any longer,” she fumed, “You are in for a serious spanking, young lady.”
I was still trying to think how I might answer without getting into more bother.
“Very well.” She grabbed my arm, “We’ll go round to Maureen’s and speak to her and Jack until we get the truth.”
“No, Mum, I’ll tell you,” I whined.
“Too late for that now.” And with that we were heading next door.
Jack opened the door and saw the look on my face.
Mum stepped in the doorway, “Is your Mum in, Jack?”
Maureen appeared from the kitchen and Mum marched over to explain why we were here.
I grabbed Jack. “Tell me exactly what your Mum knows,:" I hissed. But before he could answer Mum was back.
“Right, come with me young lady.” She grabbed my arm and lead me into the lounge where only a few days ago I had wanked Jack after his spanking.
Jack and his Mum followed us and sat on the sofa, expectantly.
“For the last time, Alison, I’d like to hear you explain exactly what happened here last week.” Arms crossed she waited.
I looked towards Jack but got no indication so I began, “Mum, I watched you cane Jack on his bum and..." I hesitated, and at that moment saw the cane and riding crop leaning against the sofa.
I realised at that moment that I had few options. “I watched you cane Jack and saw you hit his... penis because it had grown hard.”
“What then, Alison?”
“I... er... when you and Jack’s Mum left the room, I... er... I went over to where you’d told Jack to stand and I .. er .. I touched his penis.”
“Is that all, Alison?” She waited, “I think it would be better for you if you told the whole truth.”
Now I guessed they knew the whole story. “Alright,” I admitted, “I was excited watching Jack being punished and the way his penis grew hard. When I went over to touch him I took off my panties and put his hand on my... er... mound.”
Mum stayed cross-armed, “And.”
“And I put my hand round his penis and... er... wanked him until he came.”
Mum turned to Jack’s Mum, “Maureen I am sorry you had to hear that. Jack didn’t let on about Alison taking her panties off. She is a wicked girl, and I hope you will allow me to punish her here and now.”
Jack’s face lit up but his Mum surprised them all, “I think it would be more humiliating for Alison if I spanked her in front of you and Jack.”
From the look on Maureen's face I knew this was going to be unpleasant. “Take off your Jumper.” she instructed me.
One glance at Mum and I knew better than to argue and lifted the jumper up and off. As I pulled it over my head, I saw Jack’s eyes locked onto my lacy bra, and I felt a thrill going through me and down into my groin.
She left me there on show for a minute and I realised that leaving me exposed was going to be part of the punishment. “Take off your bra, Alison.”
I looked up and met Jack’s eyes which looked away briefly as I reached round behind me to unhook my bra. My breasts pushed forward as I grappled with the hook.
When I looked back, Jack’s eyes were on stalks. I removed the bra and put it with my jumper. Generally I am happy with my body, I am pretty fit, I have a flat stomach, my breasts are firm, very firm and judging from Jack’s face he liked what he saw. My nipples hardened in response and I felt juices start to flow in my quim.
It was clear that Maureen wanted me to suffer the maximum embarrassment in front of everyone. “Remove your skirt, Alison.”
I twisted the skirt round, undid the zip and let it fall to the carpet. I reached down and added the skirt to the pile. When I stood up Jack’s eyes were back on my tits as they swung down and back as I straightened up.
I was now in panties, little socks and ballet pumps.
“Take off your panties, Alison," she continued.
I hooked my thumbs in the top of the panties and slid them down revealing my neatly trimmed, almost blond, bush. By now my juices were becoming obvious to anyone who looked and Jack was looking. His eyes flicking between my tits and my slit.
“Take off your shoes and socks, Alison.”
Facing Jack, I lifted my leg to undo the stud fastening, giving him a great view of my quim. I couldn’t keep my balance enough so I bent down and removed one shoe and sock. Jack was adjusting his growing cock as he stared at my tits swinging.
I turned away from him to remove the other shoe, knowing what I would be showing.