Literotic asexstories – Mooreville Welcome 02 by wanting2bfreed,wanting2bfreed
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Vivian opened the passenger door and got out of the car. Niles rolled off the seat onto the ground with a painful thud and stood on shaky legs, but the low-slung vehicle did little to conceal his nudity. A porch light of a small green wooden shake-clad house, previously unlit, turned on. Stella had chosen to park here for just that reason: to give Matilda a show. A slender woman nearing fifty came out on the small cement porch, wearing a thin red satin robe. Rejected by all the potential suiters the town offered, Matilda shared Doctor Taft’s angst about men.
“What is going on out here, Stella?” the woman asked.
Niles crouched down behind the car, trying to hide his nudity.
“We stopped to go to the park,” Stella said.
“The park is closed,” the local schoolmarm said.
Matilda worked at the local high school, where she taught Senior English and History. The small school only had ninety students per grade so she could teach the entire senior class in both subjects with six periods. It took three class blocks per subject, but she handled both disciplines herself, even though it cost her a prep period–another penalty of small school life.
“We know, but Niles would enjoy streaking there,” Stella said.
“Stand up this instant young man,” Matilda Amery ordered.
Niles stood up. Matilda’s lips turned up, attempting to smile, before she purposely looked angry again. Niles’ face looked worried as he stood naked in the light of the streetlamp. His iron-hard member protruded like a flag before him. He was terrified of potential arrest and public disclosure of this offense. His mind remembered internet maps showing where sex offenders live. Public nudity could have serious ramifications. An expression of doom washed over his thin, youthful face.
“Come here immediately,” Matilda ordered.
Niles crossed the street and climbed the three stairs to stand sheepishly before the stern woman on her porch. Matilda stood directly in front of the porch swing that hung from a porch rafter beam. The swing faced the street. Niles could see the strict woman’s pert breasts cleavage through the open top of her sexy robe. The thin robe clung to her wet body as she hurriedly left her shower to see about the noise when she heard the turbo-charged car stopping out front. The other women followed him to see the show playing out before them. The women ate their ice cream silently as Niles tried to hide his member with his hands. Matilda grabbed Niles’ arm and twisted him over her lap as she sat on a porch swing in the same motion. She began spanking his bare bottom.
“Naughty boys who run around naked deserve punishment,” she said as her hand cracked down on his upturned flesh.
“Ow, stop it,” Niles protested.
“It is either this punishment or I could call the sheriff,” Matilda said.
“I will take the punishment,” Niles said.
“I thought so,” Matilda said, enjoying spanking a man again. It was a perk of her job running the small school. She had enjoyed paddling the young eighteen-year-old studs. She had been careful only to require students of age and unlikely to report her to submit to corporal punishment bare-bottomed.
Matilda continues to spank his upturned bottom. Niles cried out in pain.
“You best be quiet, or you will have all the neighbors out,” Agatha said.
Niles decided to comply with the advice. He now worried a car could drive down the street. Matilda smacked his bare bottom, and Niles felt the pain so much that he tried to block the next blow with his hand just as Stella had finished her ice cream.
“Should I help? I can hold his hands away,” Stella asked.
“That would be great,” Matilda said, smiling.
Abigail and Tabitha set down their flat-bottomed cones of ice cream onto the green-painted wooden porch rail. They immediately helped their mother to wrestle Niles’ hands over the arm of the bench-style swing. Stella held them firmly as Matilda continued assaulting Niles’ ass. It soon became a lovely red. Meanwhile, Vivian’s natural blond-haired Mother, Nancy Ryles, walked onto the porch. She had noticed that Doctor Taft’s car had stopped short of her home and came to investigate. Nancy was sexy, with large mature breasts. At forty-five, Nancy’s face was lovely still, only slightly showing her age. Niles was writhing in pain across the lap of the strict teacher. Niles felt earnest shame at his abuse. Niles found every woman here sexy, and now he could hardly think about pursuing them romantically. They would dismiss him as some weakling.
“Hello, ladies. What do we have here?” Nancy asked.
Niles now noticed the fifth addition to the audience of his corporal humiliation.
“This is Niles; Matilda is punishing him for public nudity,” Vivian said, her voice filled with excitement.
“Niles, this is my Mom, Nancy,” Vivian continued.
Niles replied, “How do you do?”
“Better than you at the moment,” Nancy, the sensual local librarian, snickered.
This statement brought renewed humiliation to Niles. He fretted that another beautiful woman enjoyed his forced nudity; shamelessly, he felt excited. He dreaded the truth of his mischievous nature blatantly displayed before the women. He pondered what will they think of me, squirming on Matilda’s lap; Niles’ inherited his proper mother’s British over-concern about outward appearances. Matilda’s hand smacking his bare behind broke his train of thought. Niles reeled from the pain yet somehow simultaneously savored it. Niles’ mindset altered, and he began loving holding the center of attention of the group of hot women; he would do anything to keep their focus. Remembering how shy he was and knowing most women did not take him seriously as a suitor. The events of this day were the most female sexual attention Niles had ever experienced.
The women, likewise, had never had such a sexy man willing to do their bidding save Matilda. Matilda landed several more blows onto his bare buttocks. The Doctor, the twins, and the two Ryles women looked on with fascination. Niles’ ass looked increasingly red, edging towards purple, as Niles felt intense pain mingled with sexual excitement. Niles’ erection, now pinned between Matilda’s soft, smooth thighs, throbbed dangerously close to orgasm. Matilda sensed this and stopped spanking him not to push him over the edge and allow him to release semen. Niles, after a day of teasing, was intensely needing the release. The spanking ended, and Niles’ ass showed fabulous purple hand prints on his pale white flesh.
“We were thinking of showing Niles the park and having a walk,” Doctor Stella said, thinking that Niles’ discipline session had ended.
“I think Niles has shown his beautiful cock to enough people today. Let us go inside and exercise his tongue. I have an idea for a game that will prove enjoyable,” Matilda said. Stella released Niles’ hands, and Niles stood up; Nancy gasped, seeing Niles’ impressive cock for the first time. The group entered the front door to the feminine yet formal parlor. Once inside, Matilda said, “Ladies, I have an idea for a fun game, but first, I need Niles to thank me for his spanking. Can you indulge me in this and wait while I make Niles thank me with his tongue?”
The five other women all agreed to wait. Matilda sat on a high-legged floral print loveseat and pulled Niles beside her. She began kissing him, forcing her tongue down Niles’ throat, causing Niles to feel light-headed as the forceful woman overloaded his senses. Matilda pushed Niles’ legs open and grabbed his testicles.
“Boy, these balls are full. Maybe we can help you with that if you are a good boy. Will you be a good boy?” Matilda asked.
“Yes, Mam,” Niles replied.
“Hurry, get between my legs and use your tongue to make me happy; the girls are waiting,” Matilda ordered.
Matilda smiled like a Cheshire cat while Niles willingly descended on the forceful schoolmarm. Niles lapped away on the lithe woman’s flesh like an obedient puppy as the two hand-painted porcelain table lamps illuminated his submission.
“Vivian, please get that wooden box for me. It is my collection of confiscated oddities,” Matilda asked, pointing to an ornate wooden box on the detailed white cast plaster mantle. Vivian retrieved the box and set it on the arm of the loveseat. Matilda opened the box and held up a small pink butt plug while Niles licked Matilda’s vagina obediently.
“Do you know who I confiscated this from, Vivian?” Matilda asked.
The color drained from Vivian’s face, but she did not answer. Vivian became incredibly uncomfortable. She feared what was coming.
“I took this from your high school ex-boyfriend, Mathew. It is okay; you both were adults at the time. Do you know what his explanation for it was? Niles, that is good. Yes, right there,” Matilda said.
“I do not know,” Vivian lied.
“He said he had you wear it in my class, in fact, all school day,” Matilda said.
Vivian did not want this topic discussed in front of her mother. Vivian looked down at the floor, ashamed.
“I believed him. Do you know how I punished him?”
“I don’t know?” Vivian replied, beyond embarrassed.
“I had him come to school early, and I put this up his ass just as he required of you. He then went to Dean Regina’s office to show her he complied with the punishment. After school, he had to show Regina again before coming to my class to have it removed. He did this for a whole week; on the last day, he masturbated in front of the entire female staff,” Matilda said.
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