Swat on a Hot Teen Youth Ch. 11

"That does sound delightful, Ashley, being held-and-suckled by that delicious full mouth of yours!" Foster made a strange gesture, licking the tips of a finger, then touching Ashley's full trembling lower lip and running his finger along it. "I shall certainly want to verify for myself how well you've picked up these skills in the near future."

Ashley shuddered as she imagined being made to perform her cocksucking duties on the Doctor. She had grown to be proud of being able to please her Uncle as well as she did, and even to enjoy the sense of having her mouth put to use by him. But to do that to the doctor! She remembered his fat member spurting over her naked and stinging breasts the last time and her stomach lurched at the thought of him spurting into her mouth, his hands in her hair forcing her head down onto his member until she'd dutifully swallowed.

As she imagined this, she felt his fingers move towards her back. Expertly, with one hand, Foster unhooked the catch on her bra. It sprung open energetically.

"As pretty as this lovely bra is, Titmouse, I think we will remove it. Your breasts are young and firm, and don't really need the help maintaining an admirable upward tilt. How clever of you to wear a strapless bra today, so we can remove them without even taking your dress down yet. We will do so and have these bare titties out, but not quite yet yes?"

She felt the doctor tuck one end of the strap at the back down into the large opening at her armpit, gripped it there and began to pull the bra off. The cups clung momentarily to their heavy contents, her breasts shifting sideways as he pulled, then their hold on the cups slipped, and Foster slowly dragged the lacey undergarment sideways until it came free.

The excruciating slowness with which he removed her bra and dragged it over her skin made Ashley concentrate minutely on the sensation of the material dragging on her skin, the stiff underwire on the cups scraping across the bottoms of her breasts, then the coolness of being suddenly bared. Her dress still covered her, but was loose enough on the sides that she felt the air brush her newly exposed skin.

Now Parsons' fingers came down and once again cradled her breasts from the sides, but his fingertips now caressed the wide expanse of bare skin at the side of her breast, again traveling over the swollen curve down to the very edge of the now visible darker skin of her areola. Ashley felt her nipple buds tighten and push against the cloth of her dress.

Edwards noted how effective the doctor's protracted and gentle stimulation of his niece's chest was, as evidenced by the incipient squirming movements of her rear. Her skirt amplified the motion as it shifted softly over the tensing and releasing globes of her bottom.

"Please continue your tale, Ashley, we have not even begun to hear about your last punishment session!" chided the doctor.

Ashley had trouble not being distracted from the fingers on her breasts teasingly approaching her now throbbing nipples.

"Uncle told me to come down to the study for my bottom-dancing session. He always leaves out the clothes I am supposed to wear. That evening I was wearing white stay-up stockings and strappy white shoes and a transparent, gauzy, pink outfit of tap pants and a short harem top."

Edwards chimed in, "Ah yes, that outfit suits her very well Parsons'. Her unsupported breasts push out the top so the bottoms of her hang out and the bottom is cut high to expose a lower crescent of Ashley's bouncy bottom cheeks! The full rounded curves of her lower bottom cheeks and those of the bottom curve of her breasts echo each other most pleasingly, vying for attention and the chance to be squeezed and bounced!"

"Charming!" commented Foster, "continue Ashley."

"Uncle examined me and turned me around. He said I looked very beautiful. He took my hand and led me to the sofa. He sat down and told me to lie down over his lap. I did, and I could feel the lower parts of my bottom sticking out. The music started, it was slow. Uncle told me that we would start out slow but that he expected that before long my bottom would be bouncing much faster. First, he said, keep it utterly still. But, he reached under me and grabbed the bottom of my breast and began squeezing it. His fingertip reached under my top too and grabbed my nipple ..."

As she said, this, Foster let his fingertips trace down and for the first time touch the very tip of the girl's large, tense nipples. She panted slightly as she continued.

"He pulled it and then the other one. He told me that I'd already started without his telling me to, that my bottom was clenching and moving. He spanked each of my cheeks hard where they were bare, on my lower cheeks. It stung! I wiggled and he smacked my bottom again. He ordered me to slow down my bottom-dance. I tried but he kept pulling at my nipples which are so sensitive and it's like there's an electric charge that goes from my breasts to my bottom and I can't stop my bottom moving. Oooooh!"

This last exclamation was elicited as Foster pulled the bodice down off of Ashley's large breasts, baring them, then his fingers softly gripping both nipples at once and tugging them gently and repeatedly. She moaned again as Parsons' repeatedly pulled and released on the elongating buds.

"Good little titmouse," he said, "much better now that those breasts are nice and naked and have come out to play, no? That's a good little booby, reach out, stretch that nipple out. You like a nice nipple pinching don't you, Ashley? No fear, we are here this afternoon to give those breasts all the attention they need. Now continue. You were just bottom dancing for your Uncle? Did your clothes stay on, though? That doesn't sound like the naked missy I know now?"

"No sir," exclaimed Ashley as her head swam from what the fingers were doing to her nipples, "Uncle soon pushed my top up under my chin and then he pulled my pants down to my thighs. He stroked my naked bottom until I slowed my bottom-dancing. He said "Clench!" and I tensed my cheeks, then "Soft!" and I loosened my bottom. His palm smacked one cheek hard! He made me do clench-soft 20 times, giving me a spank each time when my bottom was soft. I could feel the heat building in my cheeks, they must have been so red!

"Then he told me to put my hands below my belly and take his cock out. I did. It was slippery. He said I was a minx who would have to attend to all the wetness she was causing in his cock. He asked if I was a good girl and would suck obediently. I told him I was going to be good and could I suck now? He said not yet, I was nowhere near done with my exercises. He told me to move my fingers on his cock, and to push my bottom right up. I caressed his slippery cock and brought my knees up a bit and raised my hips and bottom up. Uncle started smacking my bottom cheeks back and forth. He spanked me first slowly, but then he sped up and I could feel my cheeks bouncing quickly.

Parsons' continued petting the excited girl's chest, now holding her naked breasts and letting his grip pulse around her swollen globes.

Ashley closed her eyes, and gave another soft moan, as the Doctor ran his fingertips slowly over her tense nipple, scraping the nail over her sensitive bud. Reaching the tips, he captured the buds between his thumb and forefinger and applied slight pressure. He pinched and released, watching the girls' soft breasts shudder each time he did so. He applied more pressure each time until he was squeezing them quite hard, relishing Ashley's gasps at each strong pinch.

Ashley came out of the reverie caused by having her nipples tormented when he finally released them. While she had been dazed, her skirt had been lifted up. Now she felt Edwards grasp her panties and slide them down her backside, tugging them off leaving her bottom naked, and pulling them down over her thighs to her knees. Her uncle's hand petted her denuded cheeks, then dropped to caress the pouting rearward thrust of her vaginal pouch, a finger running forward and back on her slit repeatedly, the tip of his finger intruding between her slick lips and sliding effortlessly through her lubricated flesh.

"Now, Ashley, delightful as it is to watch you squirm as your bosom is manhandled, the pleasure you're taking evident from your naughty, wet vagina, I think there's room for some additional stimulation to help your perform even more deliciously for us. I am going to take this vibrator and push it between your thighs, just so, keep them tightly together and hold it there. Oh, yes, I'm sure you're hoping I will turn it on, don't fret. There we are, better?

"Your job, sweet child, is to let your juices coat that dildo liberally. Not only will that show your appreciation for the effort we are putting into making you, shall we say, comfortable, but it will help you, little one, when it comes time to introduce it into your bottom later!"

The expertly placed cylinder between her legs buzzed relentlessly against her vaginal lips and her hooded clitoris, the strong sensation not allowing her any surcease, and she began whimpering almost continuously. She squirmed, sitting back a bit. Thankfully, the vibrator slipped lower between her legs, giving her genitals a moment's respite. Edward, responded by delivering a strong open palmed smack to each of her naked bottom cheeks, and pushing the device back up against her vulva. He reprimanded her, "Legs closed, I said, girl! Do NOT let the vibrator slip down from your cunt! Sit up!"

She obeyed, and as she moved up, delivered her naked breasts back into the Doctor's waiting palms, which grasped and squeezed them as if they were ripe fruit. Ashley mewled and shuddered at the combination of the insistent intrusion of the instrument she was riding and the feeling in her hot, swollen breasts. The doctor placed a palm under one heavy orb and lifted it, as if weighing it. His other hand grasped the upper part of her breasts and he pressed the accommodating globe between his hands, his upper palm traveling down her breast, stretching it out. He flicked his finger against her large, standing nipple, which seemed to relish the treatment as it responded by craning up and reddening. Foster smiled widely as this elicited a yelp from the girl, which by no means displeased him so he repeated the motion three more times, eliciting identical exclamations from the meek girl. Just when her nipple felt like it would burst, Foster switched positions and took her other breast in hand. He repeated the motions on this breast, flicking her bud even harder than the other one and getting an even louder yelp.

"How is our Ashley's little quim doing Edwards?" asked Foster, "Is she coating the dildo satisfactorily? Let's have a look. Ashley, you just "hang out" there won't you?" he teased, releasing her breasts but giving both nipples a strong tug downwards to emphasized how she should "hang." Her breasts complied, hanging, naked, flushed, and proud, her nipples shining coral-red from their ordeal. She could feel them, large, soft, and warm from being handled, tremble and shiver as she whimpered in shame at the display she was giving the men. They both moved behind her and she knew they were watching her wiggling bottom as the vibrator did its work incessantly. She bit her lips and squirmed. At least while her breasts had been being tormented she'd been able to somewhat ignore the buzzing at her most sensitive feminine core. Now, the relentless sweet stimulation was all she could think of. Her thighs churned, sliding against one another slickly, evidence of how her juices had ran from her pussy and liberally coated the vibrator and her upper legs, her breasts swinging heavily in time.

"Edwards, our TM's pussy seems to be enjoying itself thoroughly, judging by how lavishly it is anointing her toy with her lubrication!" Foster commented. Both men ran their palms over the rear of her thighs, palming the wet flesh. One of them grasped the vibrator and turned it, then thrust it back and forth so it slid through her wet slit. "What do you think Ashley, your lively little bottom really does need to be included in our play doesn't it? I think you're ready to nestle your toy in your lovely, soft, yielding bottom, aren't you? Yes, most certainly those full cheeks look like they would appreciate cradling something between them as long as they're clenching and welcoming. Let me renew my attention to those delicious breasts which I think are feeling neglected, and your Uncle will attend to filling that wiggly little backside."

Foster walked in front of the girl and took her hands in his, and slowly moved them behind her back. Her dress rustled as he maneuvered both her slim wrists into one of his hands behind her back, forcing her to rise up on her knees. He pulled back on her joined hands making her arch her back, her shoulders pulling back and her breasts lifting up towards the man's face. He leaned forward and brought his cheek down to rest against one plump breast, then moved her torso back and forth, causing her breasts to caress his face. He then turned towards her and opened his mouth. She watched the man's tongue flick at her nipple, making it shine, and making it feel warm and sweet. He began tonguing her nipple repeatedly, copiously bathing her wide areola and the craning bud crowning it. His mouth fastened on her nipple and suckled her vigorously. She watched the tip of her breast drawn into his mouth, compressing the tip and making the flesh just behind her nipple swell. A hot, electric, current shot from her nipple into the depths of her pussy. He continued suckling and biting her nipple his eyes looking amusedly into hers so she had to look down. She tried to obey Edwards command to thrust her bottom out, awkwardly doing so while feeling her chest dragged forward by Parsons' grip on her breast.

The sweet stinging in her breasts was distracting her but she felt Edwards behind her slide the vibrator back and out of her pussy. She gave a soft cry. Something hard and slick pushed against her anus, meeting resistance for only a moment before her bottom hole yielded and the firm cylinder penetrated her bottom.

"That's a good little bottom, Ashley!" encouraged Edwards, "let it nestle and hug that vibrator, now that your pussy has made it nice and slick. That's better isn't it titmouse? You're enjoying having something for your bouncy rump to writhe on? Push it back and forth! Caress the vibrator between those round cheeks like you will a cock soon enough! That is pretty, isn't it, Foster, Ashley's full globes parting and welcoming the dildo as it pushes in and out of her bottom hole? I daresay she must be feeling an awful emptiness in her pussy now that's its been abandoned. We can't have that, can we little one?"

Parsons' bit down onto Ashley's fat nipple. She moaned, her mouth forming a pouty O, and at that moment, as the soft utterance was forced from her, Edward's thumb pushed past her labia into her vagina, and his palm cupped the front of her pussy, while his thumb pressed into the sensitive spot on the front inner walls of her slick canal.

Foster chuckled, and commented, "As they say, two in the hand is better, no? I can attest to the charms of being able to cradle your breasts in my palms? However, one in the bush as well does top that, old chap? Though you're not so bushy now, are you, with your smoothly shaved, bare quim gripping your Uncle's finger?"

The film which Edwards had set to running for the occasion to document his niece's travails, and which will be enjoyed immensely among his group of friends, will have recorded several minutes during which Ashley becomes increasingly agitated, her trembling increasing in speed as her uncle pushes the buzzing dildo in and out of her writhing bottom and his hand forces her wet pussy to shudder quickly. Parsons' sucks one breast then the other hard, switching frequently, his tongue roaming over the expanse of each breast from tip to base, returning relentlessly to torment her sensitive nipples with his teeth and tongue.

Ashley was by now mewling continuously, a high, girlish squeal punctuating the sounds when her nipple was bitten or the vibrator in her bottom was pushed deeply into her. Her bottom cheeks wiggled quickly as the hand in her vagina thrust inside her, shivering and jiggling deliciously. The heat in her innermost feminine core was building and, as she pictured the sight her Uncle had of her bottom and pussy opening and closing over the instruments of her violation, she felt simultaneously both blushing shame and the oncoming swell of an orgasm.

Edwards expertly sensed his niece's impending climax in the momentary slowing of her churning, accompanied by the girl's subconsciously impaling herself deeply and repeatedly on the hand in her sex and the buzzing instrument impaling her bottom. His fingers could feel a stiffening of the anterior walls of her vagina and its incipient pulses.

Ashley closed her eyes, fighting the oncoming wave of pleasure threatening to overcome her. The men watched her grit her teeth as she tried fruitlessly to maintain control and deny her tormentors the satisfaction of seeing how they'd forced her to take pleasure in their manipulation of her unwilling body. Her lips parted and a whimpering moan escaped. Edwards pushed his fingers hard against her clit and the front of her vagina, encouraging the girl, "That's a good girl Ashley, let it go. Yes, that's a good pussy clamping down on my fingers. You like how they're moving inside you don't you? Foster is giving those nipples a good squeeze for you. Show him how much you're enjoying having your breasts handled."

These words pushed Ashley over the edge. The men watched as the girl's body stiffened and a small scream exploded from her. Her body quaked and shivered as she was rocked by her intense orgasm. Edwards' fingers felt her spasm, contracting and releasing quickly. He marveled at how long the paroxysm was lasting, as wave after wave tossed her, following one another closely, her head bucking, her eyes shut tight before, finally, she slumped. Her upturned face turned slowly downwards, her back bent forward and her eyes opened slowly, nervously darting between the men watching her. Hey beautiful large eyes were wide in embarrassment and humiliation at having shown the men how much she had enjoyed their exploring and groping her against her will.

Slowly, she felt the hand she had ridden to pleasure pull out of her still fluttering vagina. The vibrator too was thankfully withdrawn. Foster released her heaving breasts, letting them fall pendulous and unsupported, their weight suddenly apparent on her chest.

She heard her Uncle chuckle amusedly. "Now, now, young lady. That was quite a display you put on for us! But don't assume you're done yet! There are still many exercises and entertainments you will be responsible for this evening. We may even, I suspect, be seeing you orgasm several more times during the course of this afternoon and the long evening we have planned for you, as this has been most enjoyable for us. But you must be patient for the moment and calm your overexcited body."

Tears of shame and pent up frustration leaked from Ashley's eyes. She was aware of the stinging in the very center of her bottom where her anus ached now she was no longer distracted by the onslaught of sexual stimulation. Her pussy was wet and dripping and she felt her own juices cooling stickily on her thighs.

Foster walked casually away from Ashley, and reached for his drink on the sideboard. Edward did the same, instructing Ashley, "Stand up, Ashley. Next to the chair, facing us. Do hold your skirt up, we don't want it getting stained from your juices, do we?" She faced the two men as they sipped their wine and watched her with pleased expressions. She could only imagine what a sight she was, with her tear-streaked face, her top pulled down off her hot, flushed, breasts, the pretty orange blossom skirt held at her midriff exposing her now open, shiny pussy, and her delicate panties pooled at her feet where they'd slipped down when she'd stood. Her Uncle made a turning gesture with his hand, and she slowly turned around so the men could also examine her bottom cheeks, shiny with her own juices and still clenching softly.