0 comments/ 16626 views/ 0 favorites Julie, A Hairbrush and Me Ch. 01 By: mastermario The story opens three years after Mario ended over Julie's knee, Mario now nearly 20 is a full time member of the armed forces and decides to come home. He neglects to inform the lovely Marta. Several years have passed since, to me the embarrassing episode regarding Julies bra. Since then I had completed my schooling and thanks to mom as Marta became, I finished school with an above average grade mark. Mom pushed me and set goals for me to achieve, she punished me when I failed to meet those goals, punished me hard; but coupled with those spankings came lavish praise when I achieved and exceeded those goals. After the end of the school year I had a six month wait prior to the start of my national service and mom said that I had to find a job or at least start thinking about university. Mom and I had many a discussion and like any mother she wanted the very best for me. I, however was adamant and mom acquiesced to my will that I join the navy instead of going to university. Mom stipulated that I had therefore to find work. "Maybe," she said, "Julie may have a job for you in the warehouse." With that she dialled Julie's phone number and when she came off the phone the job was arranged and I started working full time for Julie in the warehouse. The next six months passed quickly, in the blink of an eye, it seemed. All too soon I found myself on the train heading to the army camp, the journey took two days, two days spent sitting on a cushion in the compartment, sitting on a cushion due to a spanking the morning I was due to leave. Mom decided that due to the fact I would be alone without her guidance in my life I needed something to "Tide me over". Whilst it was not a particularly severe spanking it still made a statement as well as an impression. Eighteen months were to pass before I returned home. In the months I was away I had filled out. The training was rigorous and the results were there for all to see. My regiment achieving top marks in the physical fitness. All this meant that when I started my naval basic training I was at the peak of physical condition. Yes I was and still am short in height but now I had muscles. My younger brothers David and Grant said I was built like a "pocket battleship." I returned home on two weeks leave. Mom and my brothers were delighted to see me as I arrived without letting them know. The first evening was just mom and I, David had gone to see his father and Grant had gone out with his friends. I purposely never told mom I was coming home as it seemed a way of getting a spanking and although I had met a young lady I had not been spanked in over a year. But how I was going to bring up the topic I had no clue. In a typical maternal fashion, mom solved that problem very quickly and very early into the evening. After supper that night I helped mom do the dishes and made us each a cup of coffee when mom excused herself for a moment and returned carrying her trusty hairbrush. She sat down in the middle of the three seater sofa and after putting the brush down on the coffee table picked up her coffee cup and began to sip the hot drink. Mom opened the innings by bowling a fast ball to me. It turned into an almost classic Yorker, almost clean bowling me.( *Note: A "Yorker" is a cricketing term. It is a ball bowled that is just short of a length and is almost impossible to play, at least as far as the batsman is concerned.) "So Mario, did you simply forget to inform your mother of your arrival home today or did you neglect to tell me, simply in order to earn a spanking." I dug in deep just managing to block the ball, knowing really that I would soon be bare bottomed over my beautiful mothers knee. "No mom, I try never to earn a spanking from you." Wow talk about cutting straight to the chase! Mom never said anything more, she sat up straight and looked at me, I knew all was lost, I could never look her straight in the eyes with a guilty conscience. I tried, but to no avail. I dropped my eyes to the floor, unable to look mom in the eyes and lie. "Mom, I am sorry, I deliberately neglected to let you know I was coming home, I have not been punished in over a year and frankly I am all at sea about it. There seems to be a storm raging and I am being tossed about as if in a life raft. I couldn't very well come to you and ask to be punished." "Look at me Mario," said mom, "it is perfectly natural for a young man leaving home and starting out in the world to lose his bearing and there is nothing wrong in admitting to that fact. Do you remember that very first time I punished you?" Did I remember that whipping, oh boy could I ever forget that. To mom I replied; "Yes mom I remember, you punished me for smoking." "Yes I did," mom replied, "Can you remember what I said to you? I remembered everything about that spanking, every detail etched indelibly in my brain, every searing whack of that big ruler as the edges raised welts that never seemed to stop throbbing, the disbelief that someone so petite and beautiful could inflict so much pain that I cried and cried, a little boy taught a loving lesson by mommy, all without causing any lasting damage. The lesson I learned that day would never be forgotten. Marta smiled to herself as she too remembered that day, how she had acted without really thinking about the possible after effects of her actions, all she knew was her dislike of smoking and an inner knowledge that this was something no teenager should indulge in. Under normal circumstances her boys would have been bared over her knee while her trusty hairbrush meted out the punishment in an unwavering fashion. While I reminisced on that fateful day, I pondered mom's question, did I remember her words to me as she lit a fire on my bare bottom. As I thought about that afternoons events her words came back to the forefront of my mind. Aloud I replied to mom's question, "Yes mom I do." "And what did I tell you son." Came mom's reply. "You told me that every little boy that got too big for his britches needed to be spanked and that you would always be there for me. If ever I felt I needed direction and guidance in my life, all I had to do was ask, even if it meant asking you to spank me. Yes mom I have never forgotten that." "So Mario, am I correct in assuming that not informing me you were coming home for a holiday was your way of saying you are lost and need some guidance over my knee?", mom asked, her voice getting serious. "Nervously I replied that that was indeed what I needed, rising to my feet, my arms at my side and my head bowed down looking at the carpet I waited for mom to give me instructions. Marta looked up at the penitent young man stood in front of her, her heart full of pride. Pride in the fact that Mario had not lost any of the values she had instilled in the young sailor standing, waiting for her to punish him, proud that he trusted her enough to seek this course of action, knowing as he did that the remedy would be painful and that he would shed many tears during the punishment. "look at mommy son, I want you to know I am so proud of you, you have matured so much, when you left home to do your military service you were still a child in so many ways and now you have come home a man. I cannot begin understand how much guts it has taken for you to make this decision to ask me to spank you, because that is exactly what I am going to do. Now I want you to remove your shoes and socks, take off your trousers but you may leave your underwear on, then come and stand next to my knee." These words, spoken so gently and tenderly caused tears to well up in my eyes, I knew this lady who had become such a central figure in my life loved me dearly and in the coming minutes would prove that love to me by taking me to the edge of the abyss and then bring me back. I did as mom directed, removed my shoes and socks and after removing my trousers folded them neatly on the chair. Mom sitting on the sofa was to me a new thing, normally all my punishment was carried out with mom sitting on one of the dining room chairs. Mom looked at me and gently grasping my arm encouraged me to drape myself over her lap. Once over her lap mom told me to lift my feet and lay them on the sofa. In this way I was comfortable and the sofa carried most of my weight. I felt moms hand rubbing all over my bottom, almost soothing in the way she rubbed, then she lifted that hand and with moderate force brought it down to land on my right butt cheek. Keeping the same moderate force mom began to spank all over my bottom, the spanks themselves were not hard, yes they stung but not overly so. For about five minutes mom continued in this fashion, keeping the same tempo as well as the same intensity. A warm tingling began to grow in my bottom, slowly getting more intense, the longer mom spanked. Mom stopped then I felt her rubbing again and then her fingers went to the waist of my underwear and then she spoke the first words since I draped myself over her knee. "Lift up, time for these to come down son." I obediently lifted up and felt my underwear slip down to my knee. This was another first, never before had I ever had a spanking quite like this one, I was normally bare bottomed as I went over her knee, Not only that but the warm up was a leisurely affair, However the sense of new beginnings soon disappeared as mom began to spank me again. Was it because of the underwear or was mom spanking harder than before? My now bare butt cheeks quickly caught fire as mom expertly began to paint my bottom red. Not content to only paint my bottom, mom branched out and the steady assault began to move southwards until she reached the back of my legs. The crease got extra attention and tears quickly came. Of its own volition my right hand flew towards my bottom, intent on protecting the sensitive flesh, now writhing and reeling under the onslaught. It failed in its mission. Mom never missed a beat, correction, mom never missed a spank, as quickly as my hand flew towards my unprotected bottom to offer some shelter it was diverted and ended up stuck between my shoulder blades, held there by mom's left hand as her right hand continued to turn an already red bottom into something resembling the sun By now I had lost all semblance of decorum. I thrashed and writhed, pleaded and begged for the spanking to stop and stop it did. Mom looked at me as I turned my face towards hers and said, "Time for the brush Mario. I am not going to give you a lengthy session with the brush as I am not punishing you as such but am giving you a few strokes so hang in there. They will be scorchers so you may want to take a deep breath." BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM In less than a minute it was all over bar the sobbing. Mom had laid in 20 of the hardest spanks I had ever felt and now I really sobbed, mom kept me over her lap for about 15 minutes and contrary to her usual form did not send me to the corner for some reflection time. She held me in her arms for that is where I ended up as she soothed me gently calming me down. She had taken me to the very edge of the abyss and then hauled me back in. Julie, A Hairbrush and Me Ch. 02 No spanking in this part as I am setting up the scene for the spankings to come, yes spankings plural as in more than one. The week passed quicker than I thought and on the Saturday morning I dressed in my No.3 Summer uniform consisting of white shorts, white open necked shirt with my branch badge on the right sleeve, my rank badge on the left sleeve and proudly wearing my submariners badge on the left front of my shirt, White socks and shoes and to top it off my cap. After a quick photo session I left for town drawing admiring glances from the ladies and getting more than a few salutes from the army troops walking around the town centre. I walked into the supermarket and was greeted by a stunned and happy Julie who forgetting her position as warehouse manager ran towards me and threw herself into my arms, practically knocking the pair of us to the floor. Once we straightened ourselves out she peppered my face with kisses as she cradled my face in her hands. I think she was happy to see me. As she became aware of where we were she suddenly became rather shy and maternal as she scolded me for not telling her I was up on leave. Deciding that where we were standing, in the main store, was too public, she, to the delight of the shoppers and staff, swatted me on the bum as she led me through the store to the warehouse and her office. Once inside her office she got her new flunky (same job as I had prior to finishing school) to make us each a cup of coffee. We waited for the coffee to arrive and then sat down and caught up on each other's experiences over the past eighteen months. It was truly good to see Julie again and as we chatted it seemed as though we had not been separated. At one point I sat back in my chair and sipped my coffee, by now I was on a caffeine high and Julie offered me a smoke. I demurred and Julie caught herself and chuckled and murmured, "you don't smoke?" "No Ma'am I don't..." She started to ask me if I had ever smoked then stopped and smiled at me saying, " oh yes I forgot, Marta caught you smoking once before, didn't she?" For some reason my bottom started to itch as the memory of that particular spanking came rushing to the forefront of my mind. Julie carried on speaking, " she punished you there and then not so?" She paused and looked at me as I squirmed and fidgeted clearly uncomfortable with the direction this conversation seemed to be headed "Come on Mario, don't be shy tell Aunty Julie all about it." As I heard her say the words Aunty Julie, my mind went back to the night this lovely lady had punished me for peeking at her lingerie and my face coloured straight away. "Come on", she continued to tease, don't keep me in suspense, tell me now." Still thinking for the spanking Julie gave me, I stammered, "Please, I am embarrassed to talk about it." Julie relented and said, "It is ok Mario, it is strange in this day and age to find a young man who doesn't smoke, after all there is a lot of pressure on young people to conform to what the world want. I don't want to make you anymore uncomfortable than you are. I'll stop teasing you." "It's not that, it is the fact that you like mom and Aunty Amber have seen me laid out over your knee. I suppose that this is a foolish reaction to have seeing as you already know I am spanked." "Well," said Julie, "I know that Marta spanked you before you finished school, are you telling me she has spanked you since. "Mom was very annoyed with me and as a result of that particular spanking I have never smoked since. Yes; the answer to the second part of your statement is yes, mom spanked me last weekend, not for anything in particular but mom saw that I was very stressed out, bad things happen to good people and it got to me, mom believes that a good stress relieving hiding does wonders for my peace of mind. It hurt a lot and yes I cried like a baby but strangely I do feel a lot better for it." Julie looked on in amusement at the unfolding tale, silent for a moment. Finally she stated; " your mom spanks you because you were smoking and it is enough of a deterrent to never smoke again, so if I apply that principle to my spanking you for looking through my lingerie, does that mean you will never look through a ladies lingerie drawer again." "In principle yes, however you are not my mom and although the spanking hurt like the very devil, if the chance came up again I would be guilty of peeking through your lingerie again." I said by way of reply. Julie was kind of shocked, "do you mean that faced with getting another spanking from me you would still peek in my lingerie drawer? "Yes ma'am, I would." "But Why?" asked Julie, still not able to process this bit of info. "Well ma'am..." Julie interjected brusquely "Oh for heaven's sake Mario, you are an adult now, call me Julie when we are alone." Nervously Mario tried to complete his sentence, "as I was saying Julie, I think you are a very attractive woman and to be honest, I would like to see more than just your underwear. I ..." Mario fell silent as he realised that he had openly declared his attraction to Julie. Julie too had her own admissions to make but was hesitant to openly declare them. The young man sat in front of her was a very handsome young man, his physique had been toned and if at all possible improved by the rigours of military life. True he was still short having only grown a few more inches since she had last seen him shortly before he embarked on the troop train that carried him to the army base. She had spent much of that fateful night wondering if she had done wrong by punishing the penitent kid so severely. True the following morning Mario had shown no animosity towards her and after speaking to both Marta and Amber she began to see that in fact her and Mario had become closer than before. True there had not been the opportunity to spank him again as he was always polite and considerate towards her. She flushed as she felt a dampness form in her panties as she remembered the sight of the firm buttocks so red and hot as she spanked him, she remembered how as Mario had gone across her lap she had felt his arousal hard and insistent. True the erection had dissipated as she punished him but it was a while before the hard fleshly tube had gone soft, by then Mario was a crying mess. Unbidden the thought of Mario bare across her thighs flashed into her mind and Julie pressed her thighs together as the dampness turned into a sodden mess. Her nipples reflected her arousal awakening from their self imposed dormancy. The soft material of her brassiere scratched her nipples causing them to harden all the more. "Stop it woman, he is only a boy..." she thought as she looked across the desk at Mario sat there silently. "You are old enough to be his mother," she mused yet the thought of Mario naked, his erection pressing into her thigh as he writhed across her knee would not go away. Then another more insistent thought came to mind, the young man on his knees, his red and sore bottom for all the world to see and his head buried in her sodden pussy, his mouth seeking out her prominent clit and sucking it deep into his mouth. Julie abruptly stood up, her mind made up. "Come on young man, let's get out of here." Julie, A Hairbrush and Me Ch. 03 I stood up and straightened my uniform jacket. Putting my cap on, I looked at Julie as she picked up the phone. "Hi Marta, Julie here, just a quick call to let you know I have invited Mario to have dinner with me tonight. He has graciously accepted my invitation" I could not hear the reply from mom but knew that Julie would explain that everything was ok and that Julie and I would be having dinner that evening. The call made, I accompanied Julie out of the store and the two of us walked the short distance to Julies car. Julie threw the keys to me and I opened the car door for Julie, watching closely as she sat down, my eyes catching tantalising glimpses of Julies lovely legs as the skirt rode up her shapely thigh. Her skirt had risen up almost to the V of her thigh, exposing her panties. The view as far as I was concerned was simply breathtaking. Julie saw the glance and made no attempt to rectify the problem, in fact under the guise of stretching actually made her skirt rise even more and so revealed the sheer panties she wore, her prominent mound clearly visible to my eyes. There seemed to be no hair and I thought that she shaved herself there. It turned out to be a small tuft of hair, so fine it was almost invisible. Julie smiled as she watched me ogle her, I tried but failed to make it look innocuous I spent more time looking at Julie instead of the road and more than once Julie had to admonish me to keep my eyes on the road. "Just you wait young man", she thought, "I am so going to spank you tonight." Aloud she shouted out as I came close to ramming into the car in front of us. "Mario be careful, you will hit the car in front, keep your eyes on the road and your mind on driving us safely. Oh young man, if I speak again I will smack you". The tone of Julies voice alerted me to my predicament and with a mumbled apology and a supreme effort tore my eyes off the vision seated next to me and tried to concentrate on the road. Julie's retort, "Oh you will be young man, you will be," made Mario realise Julie had seen his looking and that she seemed to be cross with him. "Oh shit I am an idiot, why the bloody hell she left her skirt riding up her legs like that, I can see her panties and they don't seem to cover much. What will I say if she decides to tell mom. I can just imaging the conversation, Oh Marta I had to reprimand Mario last night, he was looking at my pussy and ogling my tits. Yeah mom will be right peed off and my arse will cop it." Thankfully we arrived at Julies house without further mishap and as Julie got out of the car she said, "Well at least we got here safe, no thanks to your crappy driving, oh don't tell me you were distracted". She smiled sweetly and swept past me, stunned that I had been had. "Well I'll be, the woman is a big tease, she knew exactly what she was doing and I fell for it, hook, line and bloody sinker, Mario you bloody klutz." A few moments later after collecting my scattered wits I found Julie in the kitchen waiting for me. "Mario, be a love", she said as I entered, "fetch my slippers for me, my feet are killing me, they are in my wardrobe." "Sure Julie", said I as I played the conversation earlier in my mind. Wondering if this was a ploy on Julies part to try trap me and in so doing give her an excuse to spank me. I went straight to her wardrobe and picked up the slippers, they were of a simple design, cloth covered uppers with a rubber or nylon sole, on impulse I slapped my leg and was surprised at the sting. "ouch, that stings," I mused as, slippers in hand, I made my way back to the kitchen, handing them to Julie as I got to her. "Oh Mario be a love and undo the straps on my shoes so I don't have to bend over, there's a love" said Julie innocently. "Ok Julie, no problem" said I as I bent down in front of Julie, my tight uniform trousers causing my bottom to stand proud, a perfect target as Julie giggling to herself let rip. WHAP, the sound of the nylon soled slipper striking was followed by a yelp from me I cradling my butt I shot upright. "Come on don't take all day there slave, how long does it take a sailor to undo a shoe strap nowadays." Ruefully I bent down again and sure enough as I did so Julie let fly again, this time swatting the other butt cheek. WHAP a second equally stinging spank landed as I, struggling to undo the straps, knowing that the longer I took, the more Julie would swat my butt. By the time I was done I had been swatted 6 times in all. I knelt there in front of Julie, rubbing my butt when she pulled my head towards her for a cuddle, realising as I did so that I could smell her arousal, my face level with her pussy. The aroma of an aroused woman assailed his sense of smell, my semi erect penis lurched into a full erection. Unconsciously Julie rubbed her mound against my face, spanking me had heightened her arousal too and she knew it was simply a matter of time before she took me to her bed. My hands came up and gripped Julie forcing her mound even harder into my face, unbidden I slipped them under her skirt and slowly, caressingly they rose higher and higher until they gripped her panty clad bum. Slipping them under the elasticised edges I soon had a handful of flesh gripped tightly in my hands. He felt Julies hands move to his shoulders and lift, standing up he kept his hands where they were and as Julie and he kissed he brought them up and crushed the moaning lady to him. Her mouth opened to admit his tongue and the pair of them stood there, their tongues duelling fiercely. Slipping his hands down to Julie's waist he started to remove her blouse. As he pulled the material upwards he managed to slip his hand inside and feeling nothing but skin he moved his searching hands upwards until he reached her bra covered breasts. Touching her breast for the first time he was in awe, her nipple stood, proudly erect and turgid. Julie pulled away and with a breathless "Mario, slow down darling, she deftly undid the buttons of her blouse and undoing the front clasp of her brassiere allowed her magnificent bosom to stand proudly open to Mario's avid gaze. "Oh baby, suck them for me, please suck them" breathed the totally aroused woman breathlessly her hands forcing the young man's face towards her heaving breast. Mario felt like he had died and gone to heaven, here right in front of him were the breasts he had longed to see, never in his wildest dreams had he ever envisioned this. He allowed Julie to direct his mouth to her breast, already rock hard the nipple was large, easily ¾" in length standing out proudly it filled his mouth. Sucking lightly at first he licked and rolled the nipple around in his mouth, swapping to the other one he lavished equal attention to both her heaving breasts before settling on the left one. He sucked hard, the tit flesh soft and hot, her gasp of pleasure told the eager young man he was doing it right. Gently the fully aroused woman coaxed and taught the now very eager young man exactly how to make love to her breasts, admonishing him if he got too rough Julie began to show Mario exactly what to do. Mario was a fast learner for when the two lovers pulled apart for a breather her breasts were swollen the nipples a little tender the skin flushed. Deciding to call a short halt, Julie now topless began to prepare meal for the two of them, saying that they were proceeding too fast and the whole night lay ahead. Telling Mario to change she directed him to her bedroom where she pulled out a pair of shorts her ex had left behind. She too removed her skirt and dropped both skirt and blouse in the hamper as Mario removed his uniform. Dressed only in her panties Julie watched as Mario disrobed, she could see his fully aroused cock straining the front of his boxers and unable to restrain herself came towards him and gently gripped the turgid pillar of flesh. Mario looked at Julie as she openly fondled him, she stood close to him, her lags slightly parted and as he watched her she shifted her legs parting even more, the invitation obvious. Cupping his hand he reached out and palmed her mound. Her panties were sodden, her arousal evident the smell intoxicating and his level of arousal grew exponentially. Slipping his fingers under the gusset he slipped his index finger into her sodden pussy curling it up towards her pubic bone and seeking, without really knowing where or what to look for, seeking that patch of spongy tissue, her G-spot. Julie's gasp, the flexing of her knees and the quick sudden gasp of breath told him he had discovered that elusive yet vital place. Emboldened by her gasp of appreciation he rubbed it again and again, Julie crying out in pleasure as he brought her ever closer to her first orgasm in several years. Suddenly with a scream that frightened Mario Julie clutched his face to her heaving breasts. Mario had the presence of mind to continue rubbing her g-spot and sucking hard on her swollen red nipples as Julie screamed again in total abandonment as the orgasm swept through her body leaving her weak kneed and unable to stand on her own. Slowly Mario caressed Julie as she calmed down and helped the trembling woman to sit down on the edge of the bed. Julie looked at Mario and asked him, "where on earth did you learn to do that? Oh God I am trembling all over. You wonderful man." "Did I do ok, Julie?" asked Mario nervously, "I've never done this before tonight." "You mean..." replied the stunned woman, unable to believe that a virgin knew so much about a women's body. Mario hung his head, too shy to admit he had never gone this far with anyone before. "Oh lord, well I never", Julie exclaimed "if that was a first attempt God help the girls you take to bed. You did everything good, in fact it was better than good. Come here you lovely man." Julie pulled him closer and gently lowered the boxers freeing his rampant erection. Mario pulled back slightly, Julie looked up at him seeing the frightened look on the young man's face, Relax baby, let Aunty Julie make it better for you. Mario looked down at the vision before him and knew this lady would not harm him. "I've never done this before I don't know what to do." The young man said nervously as Julie began to lightly caress the cock proudly standing upright. She, deciding to try bolster his ego remarked, "it is so big," in truth the rock hard penis in front of her was about 6" long and about 2 and1/2" thick. Not small by any means it had a lovely curve to it and Julie knew that Mario would have no trouble stimulating her g-spot once she got him inside her churning pussy. Mario visibly preened at the compliment Julie paid to his cock, Julie leaned forwards and the horny young man groaned loudly as the softest, warmest sensation engulfed the purple tip. Julie her inside churning in desire began to lick the straining tip lapping up the copious amounts of juice leaking from the flared eye . The more Julie licked and sucked the more pre-cum flowed from the flared end. Like a kid sucking a lollipop Julie fairly devoured the tasty morsels flowing freely now. Sucking in her cheeks Julie moved forwards and downwards swallowing his shaft until she felt the end breach her throat and lodge there. She fought the gag reflex and sucked deeply. Mario threw his head back, his mind not fully comprehending the sensations flowing through him. Arching his back he thrust his hips forwards, driving his rampant cock deep into Julies mouth. Unable to stop himself he began to thrust forwards and backwards, his hands balling into fists he gripped Julies hair, the need to cum rising inexorably. His balls began to draw up into his scrotum signalling the fast approaching climax. Julie sensed that the groaning man was about to blow his cum deep into her gaping, clutching throat. With that knowledge she started humming, the vibrations in her throat triggered the explosion. Arching his back even more Mario felt as if the end of his cock had exploded, rope after rope blew out of the end of his cock like a oil well blowing. The first two bursts went straight down Julie's throat without her tasting anything, she pulled back and began to swallow fast and furiously as the seemingly never ending flow of hot lava shot out the cock into her mouth. Finally the flow of cum stopped and Mario, like Julie an hour before staggered his knees buckling and unable to support his weight held on desperately as Julie meticulously cleaned his cock, licking up every precious drop. Her mouth still containing cum she rose and forced her mouth into Mario's, her tongue breaching the lip barrier Mario thrust his tongue deep into Julies mouth as the pair duelled furiously, Julie forced Mario to share the load in her mouth and as Mario tasted the strange salty taste he pulled back, Julie followed him and kept on kissing. Taking the cum filled spit ball he swallowed. Satisfied Julie softened the kiss and the two lovers stood a while longer enjoying the closeness and intimacy that sex performed well brings. Eventually Julie stirred, discovering she was hungry, the activities of the past two hours had depleted their reserves and Julie realised that Mario would also be hungry, Mario lay next to Julie and as she stirred he tried to keep her where she was. The more she tried to get up the more he held her in place, seemingly giving in to his demands she allowed him to relax before a stinging slap to Mario's bare bottom still bearing the marks from his last trip across his mom's knee jerked him awake. He looked at Julie, her hand poised again and quickly covered his bare bottom, "what was that for?" He petulantly asked as he rubbed the stinging spot. "I said we need to get a move on and you wouldn't let me up. If you won't listen, then despite the lovely time we just enjoyed, Aunty Julie will spank that lovely bare bottom." "Come on kiddo, you can help me prepare dinner for us then we can resume the evening's entertainment. Or is that lip going to spoil our evening." "Meanie", moaned Mario as he quickly moved out of spanking range, a grin lighting up his face. Julie chased the laughing man out of the bedroom all the while egging him on with not so soft spanks to his jiggling rear. In the kitchen the lovers quickly prepared their meal, Julie went to the fridge to get a bottle of white wine out and as she did so Mario gasped at the lewdly display in front of him. Perfectly formed the lips of Julie's delectable pussy still showing the evidence of her arousal were there for Mario to see, the sight so lewdly displayed caused his erection to return just as stiff and as large as before. Mario walked behind Julie and gripping her hips thrust his rampant cock towards the glistening wetness in front of him. The lips parted and before Julie could move, Mario sank balls deep into what had to be the softest haven a cock ever found. The shock of Mario's 6" shaft splitting her pussy lips and swiftly entering her drove her upright, her legs closing and causing her pussy to become even tighter than Mario ever thought possible. "Mario Noooooooo, we can't..." cried Julie as Mario withdrew. His penis poised at the entrance Julie again cried "Nooooooooo" Mario stood still, waiting, Julie unable to help herself thrust backwards driving the rampant tube of hard man flesh deep into her grasping pussy. She began to moan like someone possessed as Mario already poised began to power into her his hips a blur as he thrust faster and harder into the willing woman's depths. As fast as he raced towards the finishing line Julie was faster, her groans becoming more high pitched the closer she came to her climax. With a shriek of joy Julie shuddered over the edge, her body flailing uncontrollably. Incredibly hot on the heels of the first orgasm a second then a third orgasm rocked her, leaving her a shuddering juddering heap. Her orgasm triggered Mario's, he thrust deep into Julie and holding himself there blasted his cum deep into Julie's womb. The successive blasts triggering Julies second and third orgasms. The lovers peeled apart, Mario staggered to a nearby chair closely followed by a still shuddering Julie, little tremors rippled though her body like never before and she continues to experience these for a long time. Mario was the first to stir, dropping to his knees he buried his face between Julies widespread legs, his tongue seeking out the nectar dripping from her open pussy, licking and sucking the combined cum from her. Julie gripped the back of Mario's head and forced his face deeper into her pussy, unbelievable, she felt the beginnings of anther orgasm welling inside her convulsing pussy. Moving to the edge of the chair she spread her wide open legs even wider apart and began to ride his face. She spanked the bare ass before her, each successive spank spurring him on to greater efforts, Harder and harder she spanked, Mario grunted with the sting and force, his tongue a blur as he thrust in and out of her pussy, finally he sucked her clit into his mouth, strumming it with his tongue. It got to the point where Julie could hardly concentrate on spanking the now blazing butt cheeks so lewdly positioned because she was being transported to another level due to the incredible sensation of being eaten by the young man kneeling in front of her. Mario was at his own limit, the pain from the unabated punishment inflicted spurred the young man to greater efforts and the desire to bring this vision of ecstasy, her thighs wide open and her swollen pussy gaping wide to climax. With a scream Julie began to cum, her juices flowing freely, her pussy began to spasm as the climax washed through her body, again and again she spurted her juices into the face of the sucking young man, the spanks stopped as her hands flew to the back of his head and gripped him forcing his face deep into the spasming pussy smothering him. Much later the temporarily sated lover sat down to a now cold meal, before moving into the bedroom where they climbed into Julies bed where they lay and gently caressed each other all over. As Julie ran her hand over Mario's bare bottom he flinched slightly and hissed, "hey be careful there, you have a hard palm and my butt is still sore from the way you spanked me earlier." "Well," replied Julie totally unrepentant for the damage to Mario's butt, "You deserved it, taking me unawares like that, I have not had such wild sex like that since my college days. That is not the only reason why you deserved a spanking, just be thankful I never used my new hairbrush on you for being so forward." "Me forward, since when? Speaking of someone deserving a spanking, you should get a spanking for seducing a virgin like you did. In fact let me correct that situation right now."