Bottom Eporations-The Intimacies of Anal, Enema and Spanking (Book Two)

Gloria got up first the next morning, Roy and Janie, her step-father who she called Dad and her Mother, Janie had decided that they wanted a baby and had spent most of the night trying to make it.

Oddly, Gloria had slept with them and Roy and she had sex for their very first time. She’d loved it, reveled in it, Dad was pretty big, a fat eight inches. She’d only had sex twice, one time each with different high school boys and it was, to say the least unfulfilling. Last night was anything but; her little pussy had been stretched accepting Dad’s big tool but she had, he’d gotten it all into her. It had hurt a little bit but it was sure worth it, he’d made her feel like a real woman. She was eighteen and just finishing her junior year of high school but she felt like a real woman, not a girl anymore.

She looked forward to doing it again. She even thought she might like to have his baby too, but she did realize Dad’s favorite was anal sex and the thought of it scared her. She’d been there when he took her Mother’s anal virginity, she’d heard her moan and she’d seen the tears. Mom was a mature, sexually experienced thirty-eight year old and it had made her cry when he went into her bottom. Still, Gloria knew if she was going to sexually satisfy him she’d have to surrender herself. Oh her bottom already got a lot of attention, Dad spanked her and gave her an enema each Friday night, just like what her Mom got. In fact they both watched each other getting their “treatment.”

As she left the bedroom she asked if they wanted breakfast, she would cook bacon, eggs, toast, juice and coffee. They told her yes and that they’d be down in fifteen minutes or so.

In the kitchen she had just finished preparing the fresh squeezed orange juice when she heard her Mother wail, she wasn’t concerned, Mom was a screamer, she’d just had an orgasm. She started the bacon and put the whole wheat bread in the toaster.

After breakfast they all had to be on their way, Gloria to school, Janie to Metro Hospital where she was a nurse and Roy to his office in one of the garages he owned. Janie and Gloria had just recently learned that Roy owned seventeen of them plus multiple properties, he was in fact a multi-millionaire and they were dumbfounded, I mean Roy owned a nice six bedroom home but it wasn’t ostentatious, all in all he lived like someone from the upper middle class, not like someone worth twenty-seven million.

It was Thursday, tomorrow, Friday was the last day of school. It was also spanking and enema evening.

She was really looking forward to the end of school, she’d briefly met her step-sisters, Jenna and Gina when they’d come to Roy and Janie’s wedding but it was only for a few days and she hadn’t really be able to spend much time with them. Jenna was now twenty-two and Gina twenty-one. Jenna would be a college senior and Gina a junior the next school year and Gloria was anticipating the opportunity to get to know them better, they were planning on staying two weeks on this visit.

Friday evening rolled around, Gloria was ecstatic; Yea, school was out. She got her enema and her light maintenance spanking then watched as her Mom got hers. She hoped they’d invite her to share their bed but no such luck, she masturbated herself to sleep with the vocal accompaniment of her wailing Mother. She so wanted to have the chance to add to the sound.

Over the weekend she and her Mom worked out the details of the school’s out pool party the were planning for the following Saturday, Gloria had invited ten other high school friends, Janie asked a couple of the young nurses she worked with and Roy was bringing his shop foreman, it would be a diverse group.

Jenna and Gina rolled in a little after noon on Monday. Janie and Roy were both at work so Gloria was alone at home when they arrived.

After they’d gotten settled into their old bedrooms they all got into swimming suits and went out to lounge around the pool. Gloria asked if they’d like a Coke. Jenna said that what she really wanted was a beer, did they have any? Gina opted for a beer, too. Jenna asked, “Why don’t you have one, too Gloria?”

“Hununh, no way, you two are over twenty-one, I’m eighteen. You’re legal, I’m not, I think I’ll stick to Coke, I value my little tush too much.”

Jenna chuckled, “Oh you’ve been introduced to his rules, have you?”

“Oh hell yeah, I can recite them from memory:

No drug usage.
No smoking of cigarettes.
No alcohol unless permitted by parents at family dinners.
No swearing or name calling directed at another person.
Our daughters were not to be alone in the house with a male.
Treat each other with respect.
And my biggie, Honesty. No lying.

But I guess for you two the thing about drinking doesn’t apply any more.”

“So you’ve broken them and gotten introduced to his lap, I guess,” Gina said.

“Yeah, that and worse, Mommy, too.”

“And the worse,” Gina prompted, “What happened.”

“Mommy was at a party at some big doctor’s house, had a drink or too many and let her mouth overload her ass and me, we were at this big fancy restaurant and I acted like a brat, I even knocked over a wine glass.”

“So both of you have gotten the experience?” Gina further inquired.

“Yeah, Mommy calls it the Fickle Finger of Fate and we both hate it; God we’d both prefer a spanking.”

“It’s funny, it doesn’t hurt and his spankings burn like fire but Gina and I both would rather have a spanking, too. How he makes you look at yourself, makes you consider what you’d done and why you’ve done it. It always makes me feel so small, so humbled, so humiliated; and then how he leaves you with the messiness, the gooey stuff to deal with. Wherever I am when it happens, I want to get gone, get home and get my spanking just so I can clean up.” Jenna said.

“Oh, I agree about the embarrassment and humiliation of the experience and would rather get my spanking but Jenna’s always anxious for her spanking, she cums when she gets hers.”

Jenna’s cheeks were burning red with embarrassment from her sister’s disclosure, she gasped, “Gina, please.”

“Well, you do, don’t you.”

Gloria interceded, “I know Jenna, it happens to me, too, I get spanked every Friday, just a fairly light spanking but enough to make me cry; I asked for it after I found out the spankings make me cum.”

Jenna grinned, “Bless you sister, I thought I was the only one, a freak, but now it’s two to one so I guess that makes Gina the freak, right?”

“Whoa, I’m not refereeing this, I don’t think anyone’s a freak here, just different strokes for different folks.”

“Well, I guess we can agree on that,” Jenna said.

“Oh God, do I remember the first time I got the finger. We’d gone over to friends of my parents, they had a daughter about my age and we got into it. I acted out, screaming and yelling at her, I don’t even remember what the fight was about but I do recall that I started it. Daddy took me aside and chastised me about my behavior but I figured I’d already earned my spanking so what was there to lose, right? When the broke us up the second time I was pulling her hair and punching her. Daddy grabbed me and pulled me off then apologized to our host for my conduct and asked if he could use their bathroom, he and I needed to have a private conversation. They pointed out a room down a hall, one secluded from the living area and I was sure I was in for a spanking but that didn’t happen. He told me that it would be embarrassing to him, to my Mom and to our hosts for him to spank me and have them listen to me crying, then he told me he had something else for me, the spanking would come when we got home. He turned me around and made bend over and put my hands on the vanity then he told me to look in my own reflected eyes and contemplate what I’d done to merit punishment. I stood there doing just what he told me to do. When he took my shorts and panties down and told me to step out of them I just knew I was getting a bared bottomed spanking right there but, of course I didn’t. I think the most ominous feeling I’ve ever had in my life was when I felt him separate my butt cheeks then I felt him rub on and in the jelly and he slid his finger into me and forced me forward.

“Look yourself in the eyes, consider what you’ve done to get yourself here.”

“I had tears streaming down my face, I could see, after all I was looking right at my own face, I begged, please don’t do this to me. I’ve never felt lower in my life, my Daddy had his finger in me, the man I most loved in the world, and he still is, was making me feel, well, as they say, lower than whale shit and it’s on the bottom of the ocean. That’s how low I felt. Then, with his other hand he smoothed my hair, rubbed my back and kissed me on the cheek. He told me that he loved me, I wasn’t a bad girl but just a good girl that had done a bad thing and, when we got home I’d get my spanking and all would be forgiven. Then he took his finger out, I was afraid I was going to poop, it felt like it but I didn’t; he had me step back into my shorts but he kept my panties and stuffed them in my pocket telling me that when I got home I was to go to my room, take off all of my clothes, put my panties back on and go to his room for my spanking. I was twelve and I sure remember the finger, I sat docilely, with the mess spreading over the seat of my shorts as the visit continued . I don’t even remember the spanking that I got later but one thing I vividly remember aside from my own experience was that Mommy started to act up and start smart mouthing Daddy. I could see that the people were visiting were a little uncomfortable with some of what Mommy was saying, I don’t know, maybe she’d enjoyed a cocktail or two too many but Daddy excused himself to our hosts mentioning he need to have a word with his wife then he led her to the same bathroom that he’d taken me, he’d told her to bring her handbag. When they came out ten or fifteen minutes later Mommy had the most sorrowful look on her face that I’d ever seen. Daddy thanked them for a wonderful evening but explained that Mommy wasn’t feeling well so he needed to take her home and we left.” This, surprisingly were Gina’s ruminations.

Then she added, “I forgot, when I got their room I was dressed for my spanking, just my panties and he’d told me not to clean up ‘til after so my bottom hole was still all greasy then I saw Mommy, she was dressed the same as me. I got my spanking and he told me to go to my room, sleep with my icky bottom and I could shower in the morning. He closed the door after I left and I was only a few steps down the hall when I heard Mommy. Her voice was funny, like she was begging, I remember well what she said, it was, please Roy, you don’t need to do this and he said turn around and get your panties down. I stood listening, transfixed. I could hear his hand hit her, the slapping sound, you know, then her tears, I thought she was getting the same thing as me but then I heard him tell her get up on the bed on your knees and just a little time later I heard a sorta slapping sound and her moaning. I ran to my bedroom, it wasn’t until years later that it dawned on me; he was sodomizing her.”

Gloria sat transfixed by the story, her eyes scanned both Jenna and Gina, her breath was raspy as she asked, “Has he ever done that to you?”

Both seemed taken aback by the question, answering in unison they echoes, “No, of course not, he’s our father.”

If they could have read her mind they would have been amazed, she wasn’t considering what had happened to his first wife but, rather that they, her step-sisters weren’t competition for Dad’s affections. She was even further convinced that she would have to offer up her sweet bottom to him. She didn’t want to compete with her Mommy but she did want to share.

“Want another beer?” she asked. Both said yes, she got the beers and a Coke for herself.

Afterwards the conversation changed, she asked about college and the selection process. They both went to a private college, the academics were high but the selection of men was woefully lacking, if they had it to do again both thought they’d go to a larger state school like the one that was here in the city. Neither had much success on the dating front. Both were cute girls but, unless you were lesbian the dating opportunities were few and far between. It turned out that Gina was still a virgin although she had a little toy she called a butterfly and Jenna had only had unsatisfying relationships with two girls and really wanted a man. I wondered if I was bi but after those two I’ve decided I just want a great guy with a big cock.

God, can’t I keep my mouth shut Gloria thought as, “Dad has a big cock,” she tried to cover immediately, continuing, “I saw him naked once when he didn’t know.” Fortunately both of the girls bought her explanation.

Then she thought, maybe her step-sisters had friends that they’d want to invite to the party.

“Hey, I forgot to tell you, next Saturday we’re having a pool party and you two are kinda the guests of honor. Do you have some friends you’d like to invite. We already have around twenty-five people who’ll be here?”

They added five or six names to the list and told her that they’d handle the invitations.

Then she said, “I think Dad is taking us out to dinner tonight, it’ll be a cute little Italian joint that we all like, casual, you know?”

“Yeah, I think we know, we went there for years, jeans or shorts are fine if I remember.”

“Same place, I’m gonna take a shower and change, ho about you two?”

“Yep, same thing.”

They separated and went to their respective rooms.

They had a nice Italian dinner with Chianti, everyone else was over the age of twenty-one except Gloria but Dad let her have two glasses; she was mellow when she dozed off to sleep to enjoy hot, sensual dreams. She had wet panties when she woke up and learned nocturnal emissions were not an exclusively male phenomenon.

“God, I’m getting horney,” she thought and with Jenna and Gina visiting there was small chance of getting relief from Dad. She might get a little one Friday night from her spanking but that was all that she could see on her immediate horizon.

She and her sisters did have some good times and great conversations although it was sometimes strange, older girls, young women actually yet she was more sexually experienced than either of them; she kept her secrets.

All of them were looking forward to Saturday and the party, Dad was having it catered although the strongest drinks available would be beer and wine for those that were “of age,” there were plenty of other things to titillate the tongue and palette, and, of course, not to be discounted was their Friday night.

When the girls, the three sisters were out at the pool on Thursday evening Gloria shared what would happen to her and her Mother the following night. She told them,

“You might see me go down the hall in only my panties, when you do it’s about to begin. Dad will start me out with my enema, Mom will take me to the bathroom but he’ll come out then and use this bathroom (pointing to an open doorway) to clean the equipment then he’ll go back in and give me my spanking. After that Mommy gets her enema but he won’t come out then, he’ll clean up afterward, when she comes back after expelling and having her shower she’ll get her spanking. Sometimes he sends me out of the room then and sometimes he let’s me stay while they have sex. Usually he likes her bottom then, she’s all clean inside and out. If he does, you can listen to her moaning if he’s a little rough or just cooing if he takes it easy but when she cums she always screams and I mean she screams loud, do you want to listen?”

“Oh God yes,” said Jenna. “Me, too,” added Gina.

“Ok, when you hear him finish with me duck in here,” she said, indicating a closed door, “Until he gets his stuff ready for Mommy, got it?”

“Yep, we got it,” Jenna answered.

Friday the girls lounged around the pool again, chatting about colleges, boys and that night until the adults got home. The three of them had put their heads together then their hands and had come up with a meal. They poured cocktails for the adults and while they sipped they put supper on the table. Roy and Janie didn’t realize that the three of them were trying to move the evening along, all were a little excited with anticipation.

Without any verbal instructions, after clearing the table Jenna and Gina watched as each of the others went to their rooms. Shortly thereafter the saw Gloria, clad in only her panties go to their bedroom and shut the door. Jenna and Gina sprang into position. They listened as Gloria received her enema, they hid when Roy cleaned the equipment and they heard Gloria’s tears as she received her spanking. After about a fifteen minute delay the sounds changed, they knew Janie was getting her enema then. A pause of another fifteen or twenty minutes and they heard Roy say, God woman you smell fantastic. She must have bathed. Then the spanking started. It lasted nearly twenty minutes, they listened to her gentle sobbing. They couldn’t make out what he was saying but his voice was soft and soothing and when the tears stopped they heard as he took her to the bed. Of course they didn’t know but she got her cunnilingus. Both nearly jumped out of their panties when Janie wailed. They expected Gloria to come out then but, no, it didn’t happen, instead he instructed Janie to get up on her hands and knees.

“What’s going on?” Jenna asked.

Gina remembered, she remembered listening as her Mother was sodomized. She told her older sister,

“He’s gonna fuck her in the ass.”

And they heard her moan as he penetrated her.

“My God, Gloria is watching this, isn’t she?” Jenna said.

“Yeah, she is and just imagine the aroma in that room right now, two female bottoms getting enemas, spankings that you know can be arousing, Gloria already told us it lights her fire and now Janie’s anus, rectum and maybe even colon adding to the scent. I think if you walked in there right now you’d either puke or cum.”

Jenna asked, “Want to go back to my room with me?”

“Jen, you know I fly straight.”

“Please, be a sweet sister, maybe we can just snuggle a little.”

“Fat chance, I know you, in ten minutes you’ll be humping my leg like a nasty old dog then you’ll have your hand in my panties and be begging me to do the same for you.”

“You will, won’t you?”

“Ah Jenna, what the hell are sisters for, let’s go.”

Gloria quietly sat and watched. She loved seeing them engage in normal sex, the love and the passion they shared but when he took her Mom like this, when she was on her knees. He always took it slow when he entered her so Gloria saw every inch as he slid into the depths of her bowels. And the penetration in this position still elicited moans and occasional tears from Janie.

Yes, she enjoyed and got aroused watching when Janie shared her vagina with Roy but like this was so different. Even when they had anal sex in any of the other positions Gloria didn’t react the same but when he put her on her knees with her head on her pillow, her moans and tears, his far more vigorous stroking it was like he was taking her, forcing her to surrender, really, she wouldn’t even call it anal sex; he was sodomizing her Mommy.

And a more primal feeling, a fear clenched Gloria’s tummy as she imagined herself under him. It was almost a relief when he finished and said, “Bedtime for Cutie.”

She picked her panties up and, once in the hallway she pulled them back on and walked toward her room. As she passed by Jenna’s closed door she heard giggling and paused, obviously her sisters were still awake, she lightly knocked and, without waiting for an answer she walked in.

She was shocked, the girls were in bed together, Gina’s top was off and Jenna was snuggling against her breasts. Without missing a beat Jenna looked up, “Come on, jump in we’re just having a little girl fun.”

“I’ve never…,” Gloria stammered.

“Well there’s always a first time and there’s no time like the present, come on; you can tell us all about what you saw.”

Gloria walked toward the bed asking, “Did you listen outside the door?”

“We listened, at the end were they having anal sex?”

When Gloria acknowledged that, Jenna further asked, “Do you like watching?”

As she slipped under the covers with them she said, “Yeah usually I do like to watch but when he rides her rough from behind like tonight, not so much. I think it’s a little scary to me.”

“Why’s that?”

“It makes Mommy moan and cry when he does her like that, it’s like I can feel it with her.”

Gina had slipped her hand under the covers, Gloria felt her as she cupped her sex as she asked, “Does it make you wet?”

It always did, even though she was naked as she walked her panties still got a little moist when she put them back on.

“Oh, it does, doesn’t it, I can tell,” Gina said as her hand slid under the elastic waistband.”

Gloria caught her breath, Gina’s fingers were sliding along her slit, it felt nice; Jenna moved from Gina and settled on Gloria’s breasts, sucking and teasing them. Gina began strumming her clit; in just moments Gloria’s body trembled in climax.

“Felt good, didn’t it?” Gina asked.

A trembling, quivery voice answered, “Yes.”

Pulling the covers down, exposing that she still wore her underwear Gina said, “Help me now, take my panties down.”

Timidly Gloria followed Gina’s instruction. Over her hips, down, her pubic mound was unveiled; her blonde bush was neatly trimmed.

“You’re pretty down here,” Gloria said.

Gina smiled and parted her thighs exposing her labia, she asked, “Kiss me Sister, taste me.”

Gloria had never been with a woman but she knew what Gina wanted, she hesitated then she felt Jenna’s fingers teasing her, enticing her from behind. Gina placed her hands on both sides of Gloria’s head and gently guided her down saying, “That’s the way Gloria, taste me.”

Before Gloria got back to her room she’d performed cunnilingus on both of her sisters and had received the same from both of them in return. It was nice she had to admit but she preferred the feel of a big cock stretching her tight young pussy. She still wanted Dad again.

He dreams were sweet and sexy.

The following morning the caterers arrived at ten thirty and began setting up, the party would start at noon. Tables were set up, barbecues lit and tubs of beer and soda iced in anticipation. At a little after twelve the guests began to arrive.

Music was piped onto the patio and on the far side was a TV tuned to a baseball game in case any sports fans wanted to watch although nobody was. The party was scheduled for six hours, from noon ‘til six. Some of the attendees swam but it was mostly the guys and they seemed to revel in splashing the girls that ventured too close to pool side. Most of the girls had not brought swimming suits, casual attire, tee shirts, shorts and flip-flops were the most common.

Roy had taken a table back in the shade where he could discretely observe. What he was mostly observing were the slim, svelte female forms, there were some real cuties in the group, one stood out particularly. Roy knew she was one of the nurses Janie had invited, she was younger than Janie, Roy would guess around twenty-five but she was spectacular. He’d been introduced to her by Janie whew she’d arrived, her name was Naomi Belleview. She was a black girl with a milk chocolate complexion, her raven black hair had been straightened and hung below her shoulders, she had a narrow face with an uncharacteristic straight nose and high cheek bones hinting at a Native American influence in her genes but it was her eyes that caught ones attention, cat eyes, slightly slanted they were hazel but gold flecked. Her face almost precluded looking at her body, but only almost. Roy was six one, she was nearly as tall as he, almost painfully slender she had small high pointed breasts, a flat belly and waspishly thin waist, her hips were narrow, nearly boyish, but she did have a high tight bubble butt cleaved by a deep cleft that parted her tight cheeks alluringly, creating a chasm that begged to be enjoyed and then her ultra-long legs, thin thighed and nearly coltish. She arrived in white cotton shorts and a chocolate brown collared pull-over. She was shod in strappy bone colored sandals with a three inch heels. She looked like a fashion model. Later Roy noticed she shed the outfit, opting now for a skimpy electric pink bikini, Wow.

As the afternoon went on he noticed something else, she was aloof and stand-offish with people, often bordering on rude, she seemed to take no pleasure at all from the party, not snobbish, just down right rude. When he’d tried to draw her out and asked if she was enjoying herself she’d snapped, what’s to enjoy. As striking as she was he was sorry Janie had invited her.

Most of the guests had eaten by four o’clock although some of the boys were organizing a hot dog eating contest. Roy only hoped that no one would overindulge to the point of puking. He’d watched his daughters, they were of age and they were drinking beer. He followed Gloria, too, and was proud of her, she was religiously sticking to soft drinks, when a little ruckus started at pool side. As voices were raised he saw that it was Jenna and Gina screaming at each other, he wondered what had set that off and started to walk toward them when Jenna shoved Gina. She stumbled backwards and fell in the pool. When she came up sputtering she was swearing at her sister like a truck driver then she pulled herself out and went after Jenna in earnest.

Some of the boys were cheering them on, “Catfight, catfight,” was the cheer. Roy arrived, took each by the neck of her tee shirt and pulled them apart.

“Enough, that’s enough you two. Gina, go to your room and get into some dry clothes, I’ll be up in a few minutes and we’ll discuss how this happened, ok.”

As Gina left, he took Jenna by the shoulder and led her into the kitchen.

“Let’s give her a few minutes to get changed them you, Gina and I are going to have a conversation.”

Gloria had seen it all and was concerned for her sisters, Dad looked really pissed. She thought that there were some sore bottoms in store, she edged toward the house, nosey her, she wanted to see what was going to happen.

After a few minutes Roy led Jenna down the hall toward the bedrooms. They were on the far side of the house from the pool, maybe the wailing wouldn’t carry to the guests.

In the bedroom Roy sat the girls on the bed. “Someone want to explain what just happened?”

They both sat quietly, neither answered.

“Well someone needs to tell me what happened.”

The girls were quiet because neither could remember what had ignited the argument and fight.

“That was pretty dumb, wasn’t it girls. Your conduct has been an embarrassment to all of us and listening to the boys yelling catfight while the two of you were making a spectacle of yourselves. What do you have to say for yourselves?”

Gina’s eyes were a little teary, she said, “I’m sorry Daddy, I was wrong. Are you going to punish us?”

“Of course, but first I want to hear from Jenna.”

“Oh Daddy, I’m sorry, too but please don’t spank us now, I don’t want our friends to hear and know we still get spanked, I’d die of mortification, please wait ‘til after the party.”

“You’re probably right, even though the party’s on the other side of the house, someone could come in to use the bathroom and hear. We’ll meet in my room at eight o’clock but now, Jenna I want you to go to your room and get your purse.” He’d already seen that Gina’s was on the dresser.

As the bedroom door opened Gloria ducked into the hall bathroom, she didn’t want to be spotted. She saw that Jenna was carrying her handbag when she went back to Gina’s room and closed the door behind her. Gloria thought she knew what was going to happen, the purse was a dead give-away. She snuck to the door.

It was Gina she heard begging, “Daddy, please no.”

“Gina, get me the tube from your purse, Jenna I need yours, too.”

Jenna piped up, “No, please Daddy, go ahead and spank me now.”

“No, we’ve already agreed, eight this evening we’ll take care of that. Right now I want both of you over facing the mirror on the dresser, move it.”

“Ok, hands on the surface and I want those backsides sticking out.”

“Please Daddy, don’t,” Jenna pled.

There was a crack, he’d given her a swat then repeated, “Backside out.”

“Perfect.”

There were several moments of silence then Gina sobbed softly.