my boss’s Daughter

This is story of Tony when he was in u.s.a.

My boss’s daughters are gorgeous. One blonde, one brunette. Beautiful angels. The brunette Charlotte had just turned sixteen and the blonde Amy was seventeen. Every time I visited my boss and his wife I had trouble trying to keep my eyes off the angels. Amy was well developed with huge jutted torpedo tits.

On the odd occasion they would be unfretted when I visited and they would bounce and jiggle under her tight white t-shirt. Other times she would be wearing a wonder bra that would make them stick out like gravity defying missiles tipped with bullet nipples. On those occasions her enormous boobs would come into the room a few seconds before Amy. Amy had a pleasant face, shoulder length blonde hair and serious green eyes.

Charlotte was almost the opposite. Smaller boobs, peach sized. An angelic face with bright blue eyes and long silky brown hair. She would always have a broad smile on her lips, lovely red inviting lips.

Both girls have slim with tight little bums. Spankable bottoms I had the pleasure to see once when it was hot one summer and they were wandering around the house in bikinis.

They led very sheltered lives protected by their parents and going to private schools. When they were home for the holidays Amy helped out with the local junior school in the small town a few miles from where they lived and Charlotte spent most of her time in the local amateur dramatics group. To my knowledge neither girl had had a boyfriends so I assumed they were still virgins.

Yes, I wanted to fuck them. I wanted to spank them and fuck them and make them suck my cock. Sometimes my erection would press hard against my trousers. Sometimes Amy’s hard boobs to rub me as she passed or I’d get a glimpse of cleavage.

Charlotte would push passed me in a door way her arse rubbing against me. I wanted these little teen fucks. I wanted them but I controlled myself. They were my boss’s daughters. Amy was the most tempting. Charlotte was a beauty but her hair was too long and I wasn’t that keen on long hair.
Then it all changed.

Two weeks! He wanted me to house sit for two weeks! To keep an eye on his daughters. Two fucking weeks. How was I going to cope? I convinced myself it was possible. I convinced myself I could control myself for those fourteens days in their large rambling five bedroom house in the country with his two lovely teenage daughters.

My boss and his wife flew off to America on a Saturday morning as I arrived at their remote house in the middle of the flat Norfolk countryside. I pulled my car up their two hundred yard drive and parked outside the front door. Amy was waiting for me standing in the doorway, wearing a Girl Guide uniform.

I got out of the car.“You’re late,” she said in a sulky voice pulling a disappointed face.“Sorry,” I said opening the boot of my car trying to keep my eyes off her twin jugs straining the fabric of her blue uniform, “why are you dressed like that?”“Fancy dress party,” she replied, “but I missed my lift because you’re late and I had to wait for you to give you the key.”
Where’s Charlotte?”

“In town getting her hair done.”Oh,” I took out my case, “where’s the party?”
“Town and I missed my lift…”“It’s on ten in the morning bit of a strange time for a party.”I walked up to her in the doorway; she seemed to thrust her boobs towards me. She wore a small guide cap on her head; the uniform was genuine, but a little too small for her. The buttons taunt over her wonda bra tits, the skirt above her knees and she wore black shoes and white ankle socks.

“It’s a bar-b-cue for the junior school…”“Aren’t you a bit old…”“I’m helping out silly. Or at least I was supposed to be.”Her boobs were an inch away from me as I walked into the house, “Do you want a lift?”Thought you’d never ask,” she perked up smiling.“How will you get home?”“I can get a lift no problem,” she was all smiles.“When does the part finish?” I asked taking the keys off the seventeen-year-old big boobed Girl Guide.

“Six.”“So,” I checked the keys keeping my eyes off her titanic tits, “back by six thirty. No later.”“Or what?”“Or,” I thought for a moment then said it, “I’ll smack your bottom.”“Kinky.” She grinned.And I’ll smack your tits and spank your tight little pussy as well. I thought as I locked the door and took Amy to the party.

Later, I was comfortable in the lounge watching the wide screen television and sipping a bottle of Buds. I glanced up at the clock, it was five. If Amy were late would I have the courage to spank her? I wanted to. Badly.
The front door opened and I remembered Charlotte.

The gorgeous little sixteen year old with the long brown hair. She walked in dressed in t-shirt and jeans, but her hair wasn’t long, it was short. Very short. Cut above her collar and around her large ears. Her thick eyebrows lifted as she saw me and her blue eyes widened. I stood up as she came in.

“Wallace!” she shrieked running up to me and giving me a hug.“Charlotte.” I kissed the top of her head.“You like my hair?” She twirled around showing me, “very Major Kira don’t you think?”I felt my cock stiffen. I looked her up and down. Tight jeans over a tight little butt. White t-shirt, tight across her peach breasts, nipples, I would see her nipples through the fabric. She wasn’t wearing a bra.

My face must have given something away, “You okay?” she walked up to me, “you don’t look well.”Charlotte,” I croaked, “I’m going to have to fuck you.”
Charlotte’s pretty little face changed in an instant to concern for me to fear.
“Wh…what?”“I’m going to have to fuck you, right now, right here.” I was shaking all over.Why?” she asked.

“Because you’re such a little prick tease.” I found the words, I couldn’t believe I was saying them, “and because you’re such a little tease I’m going to have to punish you as well.”

“Punish?” her voice quivered.Yes,” I took a deep breath, “I’m going to have to spank you.”On my bottom?”I thought it and it came out, “All over.”I lunged forward and grabbed Charlotte’s arm yanking the little sixteen-year-old forward. She let out a squeal as I held her against my body, my hands grabbing the bottom of her t-shirt and pulling it up.

I lovely pink flat stomach came into view, with a naval ring. Then her tits sprang out, bouncing slightly, her nipples erect. I held the top of her t-shirt with her arms and head trapped in it and pulled her over to the sofa. She struggled and a surprised myself by slapping both of her young sensitive boobs.

“Keep,” smack still!“Owww!” she moaned under the shirt.I pulled her on to the sofa and on to my lap. I held the t-shirt and her wrists in one hand while the other started on the buttons on her jeans. I stopped undoing them and looked at the trapped teens titties. The two peaches were a little red. My hand came up and slapped hard on the nipple of the right tit. She squealed in pain as I smacked hard down on the nipple of the left tit. Then one hard slap on her flat belly.

SMACK! Right tit.SMACK! Left tit.“Charlotte,” I held her head close to my mouth, “you are a little cock teaser. No bra today.” SMACK! Right tit.“Last week running around in you bikini. That thong, right up your tight little pink bum cheeks. Did you want to tease me? Do you want me to fuck you?”
“No.” she whimpered. SMACK! Left boob!“No what?”

“No I don’t want you to….” She trailed off.“The word is fuck prick tease.”
I gripped her red right nipple and shook it from side to side making her let out little gasps.“Pleeease,” she sobbed, “stop!”Prick tease listen,” I flicked her nipple with my finger, “I’m going to take off this t-shirt and I want you to stand up and take off your jeans.”“No!”

I suddenly whacked my hand hard between her open legs. The sixteen year old brunette let out a scream and tried to double over but couldn’t.“Do you want that again?”“N…n….n..no.”“So what are you going to do Miss P.T.?”“Take my jeans off.”“Good girl.”

My mouth raw, shaking and trying to forget the consequences of my actions I pulled the t-shirt off her head. Her pretty big blue eyes were full of tears, her lovely cheeks flush, her full lips downwards quivering. Charlotte reluctantly stood up, trying to hide her spanked boobs from me. She stood in front of me.

“Jeans off!” I barked.Charlotte kept the “I don’t want to do it face” but started to undo the buttons on the front of her hundred pound pair of jeans.
Sixteen-year-old Charlotte was a prick tease, no doubt about that. She knew exactly what she was doing that day she wandered around the garden in her black bikini with the thong bottom disappearing between her flawless pink buttocks. She knew it as she aimed her arse at me wherever I went.

I was getting my revenge. Little Miss P.T. with her freshly cut short brown hair stood in front of me as I sat on the sofa undoing the buttons on her expensive jeans. Jeans mummy and daddy had bought her. My friend’s daughter opening the jeans up to show a lovely white pair of lacy panties.

“As you pull then down, turn around and show me your naughty little bottom,” I commanded.Charlotte did just that. Pulling the jeans down to her knees she turned around and gave me a lovely view of one of the most gorgeous bottoms I had seen in my life. The lacy panties complimented her pink skin.

I reached my hand out and rubbed my palm on her beautiful buttocks making her stop the jeans at her knees and straighten. It was a lovely sight the little sixteen-year-old beauty standing topless with her jeans half way down her legs and her pretty girlie knickers on show. I rubbed her arse cheeks, moving closer, kneeling behind her.

I could hear her making little gasps and sobs. I knew her face would be bright red. This was humiliating her and I was loving it.My hands moved down to her thighs. I slowly brought my hands up and took each side of her buttocks opening them up as if I was trying to look up her arse.

“Do you masturbate Charlotte?” I asked standing up behind her. “M…mmmm,” she murmured her cheeks flush. Tears rolling down her face.
“Is that a yes?” “Y…yes,” she looked at the floor. Nothing wrong with that. What do you use Charlotte? You’re fingers?” “Yes.”

I gripped the corners of her knickers. My fingers at the front just above her pussy. Then I jerked her panties up hard and said in her ear, “Wedgie!”
Charlotte gasped as the fabric pulled up into her arse cheeks and at the same time parted her pussy lips bringing her little teen cunt into view for the first time. There was hair, not much; light brown and neat as if she’d groomed herself down there.

My hands moved down brushing against her tender pussy lips. She gasped, blushing. I gently took the cloth of her knickers out from between her cunt lips, pulling it back, stretching it. Charlotte knew exactly what I was going to do, she nervously looked down then up at me biting her bottom lip, waiting.
I let it go.

THWACK! The elasticised knickers snapped back between her pussy lips making the young girl jump and squeal. The instant it whacked her in the cunt I slapped her bottom as hard as I could with my other hand. She jolted forward right on to my hand cupping her mound. Twitching she moved her hips off my hand only to be smacked back on to it.

I looked at her little confused red face. The teenager couldn’t work out hat was worse, being smacked or having my hand touch her most sensitive private area.Please don’t…” she whimpered.I rubbed my hand on her naked cunt lips, my fingers probing, investigating her body. I smacked her reddening cheeks again making her thrust forward, my fingers pushing open and into her pussy.

“No!” she screamed trying to pull back.“Little prick tease!” I yelled smacking her bottom harder than ever and fucking my fingers into her tight opening, “don’t you like that?”Charlotte’s whole face was red, as she sniffed, “No.”“Okay P.T. let’s try it the other way shall we?”
I may never get a chance again, I thought. Push as far as you can go.

My fingers pried opening her twin cheeks and searched for her tiny pink starfish.What are you doing?” she asked nervously.My other hand pulled out and smacked her hard between the legs. The sound of palm on pussy was almost silent but the effect was greater. Charlotte buckled over in pain, pushing her arsehole on to my fingers, while she sobbed in pain.

I wiggled my fingers inside her arse and smacked her on the cunt again with the same effect. Little Charlotte held on to my shoulders to keep herself up as she nearly fell over the jeans still around her knees. She bent her head down sobbing and gasping.N…n…no…p…p..owww!”SMACK!

Now one finger was deep inside her bottom up to the knuckle. She didn’t seemed concerned about that, she was trying to move out of the way of the palm attacking her crimson cunt lips.

“You want me to fuck you don’t you?” I asked smacking her in the pussy twice.“No…”“Then why do you keep teasing me?”“I don’t know….”

My friend’s sixteen-year-old daughter was crying now, tears pouring down her face. She was in a lot of pain and I thought I’d better ease off. I yanked my finger out of her arse making her grunt and stopped smacking her between the legs.

I stood up in front of her taking her chin in my hand I made her look up at me. She was a picture beautiful bambi blue eyes puffy and swollen from tears. Her nose running into her gasping mouth and her cheeks wet.“Upstairs.”
Pleeease…don’t do…”Upstairs now.”Charlotte went to pull up her jeans but I grabbed her hair yanking her head up and said “No.” into her sobbing face.

The teenager shuffled along the floor with her jeans around her knees. I rolled up her t-shirt and used it like a wet towel on her blushing buttocks. Slapping her as she moved slowly into the hall. Every so often she would try to protect her bum from the whipping but gave up when she reached the stairs.

“Upstairs teencunt!” I snapped whacked the t-shirt on her pink unblemished thighs.Crying even harder Charlotte tried her best to get up the stairs. When she fell on to her knees I smacked her bouncing red globes until she stood up. I also concentrated on her thighs with my hands, leaving red blotches and handprints up and down her legs. By now I had a raging hard on. The sight of Charlotte’s naked flesh and the punishment she was taking was getting a bit too much.

Once upstairs I led her into the spare room I was to use for my stay. It was smaller than all the other rooms with a single bed. I pushed Charlotte on to the bed and closed the door.Jeans and knickers off Miss P.T.!” I whacked the t-shirt on final time on the back of her legs.

Lovely little Charlotte pulled her jeans off, then her knickers. She was naked now apart from a pair of trainers. She lay on her back on the bed look at me with sulky blue eyes and a down turned mouth. Her tears were dry, but not for long, I thought.Lay down, lift your legs up so you knees are near your head.” I ordered her as I sat on the bottom of the bed.“I don’t understand.” She moaned.

I grabbed her ankles pushing her legs up and over her head bending her body. “Grab your thighs girl!” I told her holding her legs in this position. She did as she was told.

In this uncomfortable position Charlotte realised her pussy was fully exposed, “What are you going to do?” she asked staring at me through her legs as I sat right next to her bottom.“I’m going to smack your cunt till it is red raw.” I said in a matter of fact voice.Charlotte’s eyes widened in horror as I raised my palm aiming it at her exposed flesh. I started smacking her cunt as if I was swatting a fly.

Quick snapping movements. Quick hard stinging slaps making Charlotte cry out with each sound of hand of sensitive pussy. With her cries came the odd swear word mixed in. A fuck here and a shit there. Her face was bright red with her teeth gritted as I slapped away at the teenage girls pussy lips. Tears rolled out of her eye, down the side of her face and into her ears.