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Tracey visits Aunt Peggy
By: Jake Olive
Part II
Tracey sat on the floor playing with the plastic toys while the three adults talked with one other. She sat Indian style with her long legs folded gently in front of her. She had tried to hide her breasts as much as possible from view of the men but given her spot on the floor it was not an easy task.
As she listened she was trying to figure out a way that she could get Aunt Peggy to understand. After all, Tracey was not a small child but a grown woman!
The men looked down on her with both a clear lust and an understanding of her current predicament with Peggy‘s increasing unbalanced mental state. They were both hopeful Tracey would be further humiliated by the unstable woman.
After a while, Bill Chambers said to Peggy, “Peg do you mind if Tracey sits on my lap for a little bit? It has been a while since I have been around a little one like Tracey.”
“Certainly Bill!” Peggy said quickly. “I am sure Tracey would like that very much!”
Tracey felt herself flush. “But Aunt Peggy…. I am too big” Tracey tried once again to reason with her and only received a stern look in return.
“Now you get up on his lap this instant, he is a guest in this house and he has made a request of you”
Peggy looked to the men and said “I think this little one may have a very red bottom before the week is through if she doesn’t learn some manners.”
The men nodded their heads knowingly and Tracey sat still on the floor looking up at them.
Peggy finally looked at her and said with a harsh tone said, “NOW!”
Tracey slowly unwound her long and elegant legs, she rose and walked toward Bill. He sat low in a small chair and Tracey did not see how she could possibly sit on his lap. At five foot seven and 120 lbs, she was simply too big to sit with him.
Bill watched Tracey’s breasts sway slightly as she walked toward him in her white panties. He felt his sexual desire powerfully resurface as he anticipated touching her. He smiled broadly.
As he realized she was looking for a way to get onto his lap, he moved forward in the chair, put his knees together as if to give her a little platform to sit. His bulky erection was plainly visible to Tracey’s eye.
She could see no other option.
She stood still but sensing Aunt Peggy’s growing impatience she turned outward and then sat down on Bill’s lap. He smelled strongly of nicotine and as her weight rested on top of him he pulled her gently toward him.
Tracey’s long legs spread outward over Bill’s knees and she sat stiffly upon him in almost a spread eagle position as she faced the room. Bill then moved his knees slightly apart her legs spread further open as he did.
Bill began to caress her back as the conversation resumed. Occasionally, when Peggy was speaking to Jack he brought his hands around and played lightly with the sides of her large breasts. He pinched them at the bottom and then weighed them as if involved in a strange and silent experiment.
Tracey was tense and ramrod straight as she sat atop Bill’s lap feeling his busy hands and his hard penis beneath her.
Peggy noticed nothing unusual. To Peggy it was just her little niece sitting on a friend’s lap.
The conversation continued for several minutes, when it was Bill’s turn to speak he would lean outward so he could be seen from behind the grown woman sitting on his lap.
Bill finally rested his hands on Tracey’s hips and began to shift her weight from side to side to increase the pleasure from feeling her muscular bottom rock atop him.
Tracey tensed and looked for a way down. She could hear Peggy and Jack talking normally about an upcoming trip to the supermarket.
Feeling the continued poking from Bill’s pants, Tracey felt a shudder of revulsion and reached forward with one foot in an attempt to disembark from Bill’s outwardly happy lap.
As she finally began to pull herself free, Bill said to Peggy, “Peg Tracey seems a bit fussy today, did she get her nap?”
Peggy then looked toward Bill and saw Tracey sitting awkwardly on his lap with one leg reaching for the floor and the other still high over his knee. His hands rested upon her hip bones.
Tracey looked every bit like a stripper giving Bill a lap dance but all Peggy saw was her little niece and Bill.
“That is a good question Bill. Since she didn’t get here until a little while ago I don’t know.” Peggy said perplexed as if asking the eighteen year old girl was not an option available to her.
“If she is fussy, why don’t you bounce her on your knee for a bit” I will put her to bed right after dinner tonight so we can get her sleep schedule back on track from the traveling.”
Tracey felt Bill’s strong hands pushing her hips forward toward his knee. As the conversation continued Bill began slowly rolling and bouncing Tracey over his left knee.
The slow bouncing of Tracey continued for a few moments. Jack struggled to take his eyes off Tracey as her large boobs bounced slightly in time with Bill’s knee.
The conversation continued on normally, Peggy currently was offering the men her full recipe for the lemon meringue pie that she sometimes bakes. The men shook their heads in time with her expectation but all thoughts were on Tracey and her bouncing.
Wearing only white cotton panties it didn’t take long for Tracey to begin to feel the arousal of a grown woman given all her friction with Bill’s knee.
At first she had tried to fight the feeling but Bill seemed to know just how to hit the right spot at the right moment. Her reluctance began to give way.
As the stimulation from Bill took further hold she began to rock back against the knee in a slight grinding motion. As she leaned back slightly her great breasts pushed upward. As her orgasm grew closer she reached down to direct his knee to match her need. Her white panties were growing very moist.
The three grown ups continued talking as Tracey was now pushing herself to an orgasm.
Peggy remained completely oblivious to the obvious nature of Bill and Tracey’s behavior. Tracey was silent but took quick sharp breaths at distinct intervals.
The conversation continued.
After a slow and steady build up the rocking grew more and more intense. Soon after, Tracey felt the orgasm begin its firing sequence. She began a series of tight short breaths and she was grinding hard on Bill‘s knee. She was now fully wet.
To the absolute delight of Bill and Jack Tracey then began a strong if not mostly silent sexual release on atop Bill‘s leg. She gasped twice for air and said very faintly, “oh god” one time.
When she was finished she sat limply with a flushed expression over Bill. She leaned back into him slightly a bit exhausted. The vague smell of her arousal filled the room and the two men tried to hide their smiles.
Peggy was now talking about her upcoming trip to the local swap meet fully unaware of what had just occurred in the room.
Finally, Bill said with a wry smile, “Peggy, I think Tracey has wet herself.”
“OH MY GOODNESS!” said Peggy with a loudness that surprised all three of them.
She quickly rose and advanced on Tracey. “Bill I am so sorry!” Peggy said as she pulled Tracey from his knee.
“Sure enough!” she said as she pulled Tracey’s panties down her legs “She sure did!”
With the wet panties now on the floor Peggy yanked naked Tracey toward her own chair. As she sat down she pulled Tracey over her lap and again began to spank her.
Tracey by now was breaking free from the haze of her orgasm and she began to struggle a bit.
SMACK, SMACK, SMACK
Peggy was red faced and angry as she tore into Tracey’s bottom, “I WILL NOT STAND FOR THIS. YOU HAVE WET YOURSELF ON OUR GUEST!”
SMACK, SMACK, SMACK
The two completely amused men watched as Tracey again paid the full price for disappointing Aunt Peggy.
After about thirty spanks Bill asked Peggy, “Peggy I have a leather belt if you think that would make a better impression on her.”
Peggy said nothing but held her right hand out in his direction.
Bill pulled the thick leather belt free from his pants and handed it to Peggy.
SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK
It was now a deep sound that filled the room as the belt’s assault on Tracey‘s behind began in earnest.
SMACK, SMACK, SMACK
Peggy continued for quite some time. When she was finished she stood Tracey up and announced to the men that Tracey would be going to bed without supper.
It was the first time all night the men had tasted disappointment. Supper still lay ahead of them.
She pulled the naked girl through the living room toward the bedroom with full purpose. Tracey ran along behind not knowing what other horrors might lay in front of her.
Later that night Tracey lay alone in her bed. Aunt Peggy had taken away her cell phone and had eliminated any real hope that Tracey had maintained to escape her crazy situation. Her bottom was red and sore from her second spanking of the day.
She could hear the adults talking and having dinner now and she wondered what Aunt Peggy might have scheduled for her tomorrow.
She looked nervously at the bathing suit of a four year old that set on the night table beside her and she tried to get to sleep.
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