My phone was ringing as I stepped out of the shower, I could see it was my daughter Sam, calling me.
“Hey darling, howzit?” I asked.
“Hello dad, I’m all good thanks. What you doing?” she replied.
“Just got out of the shower young lady.”
“Oh nice, you know I love to see you naked!”
My daughter was a widowed woman of 40, with an 19-year-old daughter, Maddie. They lived on the other side of town to me, but we got together as a family quite often. She had lost her husband in Desert Storm several years back.
I was almost 60, living on my own, keeping myself fit and trim in the gym or on my bike, and yes, my daughter and I had developed a more intimate relationship after the death of her husband and my messy divorce.
“Naughty girl,” I told Sam. “I hope no one’s around to hear you talk about your dad like that?”
“No dad, Maddie is out but I do need to ask you something, something about Maddie.”
“What’s up with Mads?”
“She’s gotten into the wrong crowd at college and is rapidly going downhill regarding respect and her attitude towards me and her teachers. I was called into her college yesterday and given the details, it’s not good.”
“Did you not know?” I asked.
“I thought it was teenage rebellion, she was just acting out but according to the college it’s far worse. Smoking, maybe drinking and drugs, and her grades are way down.”
“What about boys and sex, is that the distraction?”
“I’m sure she interested, but I’m pretty sure she’s still a virgin. We have spoken about contraception but for now it’s all done on trust.”
“So, what do you want me to do Sam?”
“I want her to watch you punish me, show her what happens to girls that don’t behave. Can you do that?”
“Why don’t you punish her yourself, ground her or something?”
“No, that won’t work. I want her to understand that a good hiding awaits her if she doesn’t improve and that you will be dishing it out!”
“Me, you would want me to spank my own granddaughter!”
“Yes daddy, if needed. You spanked me when I got out of line and I’m partly to blame for her attitude, so I need you to beat me again. In front of her!”
I had to get my head around this so my daughter, who I was having an incestuous relationship with wanted me to thrash her in front of her own daughter, my granddaughter. It was a lot to take in for a minute.
“If I agree what are your limits Sam?” I asked.
“None, you punish me as you see fit and Maddie will watch me take it and I hope, will change her attitude so she doesn’t get the same. Please dad?”
The please dad was in her best, wrap you around my finger voice, we both knew I was in.
“This Saturday afternoon then, when you get back from shopping.” I told her.
“Yes daddy.”
So, this was how I came to be in my daughter’s bedroom, with my granddaughter listening to Sam explain to her about her college report and what the consequences would be if she didn’t improve.
“Have you gone mad mum?” Maddie shouted. “You’re going to make me watch grandad punish you for my performance in the hope that I’ll improve so I don’t get the same thing. I’m nineteen for christ sakes, I can’t be spanked!”
“If you want to remain under my roof and keep getting my money, you’ll do as you’re told my girl! I’ve been too easy on you but I’m prepared to accept my punishment and change, you will do the same!”
The two women glared at one another, but it was Sam’s authority that won the day and I watched Maddie’s shoulders drop as she accepted her mum’s ruling. She knew she was beat.
“Ok mum, I’ll do as I’m told and stay here and watch if that’s what you want.”
“It is Maddie, thank you.”
Sam turned to me. “Well that’s sorted out, over to you dad. How do you want me?”
I spun the dresser chair into the middle of the room and sat down.
“Come over here Sam,” I told my daughter.
She obediently came and stood to the side of me.
“You know why you are going to be punished?” I asked.
“Yes, because I’m not being fair to my child by being too lax and because I asked you to.”
I patted my lap and Sam lowered herself across my thighs. She shuffled a little getting her head down low and ensuring her ass was at a good height for me.
I took the hem of her skirt and threw it over her back revealing her bare ass with a small, red thong, nestled between her butt cheeks.
“I’m going to pull down your panties now Sam,” I said.
Sam said nothing but I heard a small gasp from Maddie as she heard me speak to her mum.
I took hold of the waistband of Sam’s panties and pulled them downwards bringing her perfect and tender ass cheeks out from the confines of her flimsy red thong. I slid them down her thighs and flicked them from her ankles, they pooled on the floor, now my daughter’s entire bottom was completely exposed to me and my granddaughter.
I looked over at Maddie and said to her. “Come pick up your mum’s panties please Maddie.”
She looked at me for a second or two, deciding what to do then stepped forward and bent down and picked up the thong. She held the tiny garment in her hand clearly not sure what to do with them.
“Are they wet Maddie?” I asked her.
“What?” she replied.
“Are you mum’s panties wet I said, on the crotch. Feel the fabric and tell me has your mum soaked her underwear because she is about to be spanked?”
My throat caught slightly as I watched Maddie unfold her mum’s panties looking for any dampness. She held the crotch up for me to see and the darker stain there revealed my daughter had indeed soaked her thong.
“Yes grandad, mummies panties are very wet,” Maddie said.
“Thank you darling, and what do they smell like?” I said, wondering how far I could push Maddie.
“Smell like?” she said, “I can’t sniff my mum’s panties, that’s disgusting grandad!” she retorted.
“Maddie, do as grandad tells you, don’t make it worse for me,” Sam told her daughter in a firm and no-nonsense voice.
A brief eye contact between them clearly had the desired effect on Maddie and she drew the soaked thong to her face and sniffed the crotch.
“I don’t know what they smell like,” Maddie said. “I’ve never sniffed mum’s underwear before.”
“Do they smell like you Maddie?” I asked her. “Do they smell like your panties when you get excited over a boy maybe?”
Maddie’s face turned beet red at my comment. “I don’t smell grandad!”
“Are you sure your panties aren’t wet sometimes when you take them off?” I said to my granddaughter. “And you’ve never sniffed them, I don’t believe you Maddie.”
“Well maybe, sometimes they are,” Maddie grudgingly admitted.
“So, do your mum’s panties smell like you?” I again asked her.
“Yes,” was the whispered response.
“Good girl for being honest,” I told her. “Now take the panties and put them in your mum’s mouth for me please, don’t want her cries to alert the neighbours do we.”
By now Maddie had gone into some sort of auto-pilot mode and did as I asked, stuffing the red scrap of material into her mum’s open mouth.
“Now Maddie, this is how I punish naughty girls,” I said.
I looked down at Sam’s naked ass and then back to Maddie. “Come stand closer, I want you to be able to see your mum’s pain on her behind.”
Maddie stepped closer to the chair, she was now directly behind her mum and could clearly see not only her mum’s naked ass, but also the gathering moisture on her mum’s pussy as Sam anticipated what was to come.
Maddie braced herself to watch her mum’s punishment. Is this what a spanking was like? She’d never been spanked before and found it hard to believe her mum had asked grandad to beat her. This was a whole new experience for her, and she wasn’t sure quite what to expect.
I raised my hand into the air and brought it down in a thunderous smack against Sam’s ass. Sam would have shrieked had not the panties been stuffed in her mouth; I knew how much that had stung! A red handprint grew on Sam’s white ass cheek, I wasn’t holding back, and I wanted Maddie to know what punishment was. I smacked her again.
Sam’s muffled cry resonated around her bedroom.
I hit Sam again, alternating between her left and right cheeks, swatting each in rapid succession. Sam quieted her squeals but still moaned into her underwear at every strike. I loved the way my daughter’s round globes jiggled with each swat as the redness began to cover her entire ass.
Glancing at Maddie, her eyes were on stalks as she watched her mum take the spanking.
I ignored Sam’s rising moans and continued spanking her faster and harder. Her ass cheeks brightened into a perfect reddish hue; she would be sore for days to come.
Finally, after a full five minutes of spanking I slowed my pace down until I gave Sam one final swat to the middle of her butt.
I reached around and took the thong from Sam’s mouth. I could feel the tears on her cheek, and she was quietly sobbing.
“I’m sorry daddy,” Sam said. “I’ll do better next time.”
“Oh, we’re not done yet, Sam,” I said. “I’m afraid we’re just getting started. Maddie, would you hand me your mum’s hairbrush please?”
Maddie looked over to the dresser and could see her mum’s wooden handled hairbrush lying there. She reached over and picked it up and I could see her mind turning over, almost imagining what it might be like to be spanked with it.
She handed it to me without a word.
“You thought a hand spanking was sufficient Sam?” I asked. “You haven’t felt enough pain just yet!”
“Please, please not with my brush, pleeeeease!” Sam pleaded.
“Panties Maddie.”
Maddie understood and again stuffed the thong back into her mum’s mouth.
I raised the hairbrush and whacked her hard across her already sore ass.
“OWWWWWWW!!” Sam screamed through the fabric.
“OOWWWWWW!!”
I couldn’t paddle her as quickly as I could spank her by hand but the effect on her naked flesh was way more impressive. The brush was also just too big to confine itself to one cheek or the other, so I just alternated between paddling her ass and the tops of her thighs.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!
Sam kicked her legs up and down, yet her ass remained defenseless against my punishment.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!
Sam’s muffled screams turned into muffled wailing before devolving into a soft continuous cry.
“Maddie, do you think your mum has learned her lesson?” I asked my granddaughter.
Maddie opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out, so I continued to spank Sam with the hairbrush.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!
Sam writhed about on my lap, trying to find some release from the brush’s nasty sting.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!
Sam was now bawling as I thrashed her bare ass tirelessly.
“Grandad, I think mum has learned her lesson,” Maddie blurted out.
I paused the spanking with the brush raised and looked at Maddie.
“You do!”
“Yes Grandad, I’m sure she has. Look at her bottom, how red you have made it.”
I reached over and once again removed Sam’s panties from her mouth. Her crying suddenly very much more audible than before.
“I deserved to be spanked; I know! Please stop now it hurts!”
“Let me hear that again?” I said.
“I deserved it; I admit it!” Sam cried. “I needed to be spanked so I’d respect you and my child more!”
“Well,” I said. “Maybe you have had enough.”
“Yes, I have,” Sam sniffled. She lifted her head and looked Maddie in the face.
“Mummy’s sorry she cheeked grandad and I deserved to be spanked,” Sam told Maddie.
I set the brush on the floor. Sam’s ass looked like a bright red apple in simmering heat. She bent her knees and lifted herself off my lap.
Sam stood and reached back to rub her sore behind.
“Thank you, I deserved that.” Sam said. “Am I getting the full punishment in front of Maddie?”
“Is that what you want?” I replied.
Sam looked at me, then Maddie and then back to me.
“Yes, I need your full punishment and Maddie needs to see it so she knows what she will get if she doesn’t buck her ideas up and start taking responsibility for herself.”
“Very well.” I said.
“Go over to your bed and adopt the correct position.” I told Sam.
She dutifully did, flipping her skirt back over her lower back before placing her hands palms down in front of her, with her feet splayed apart, her reddened ass back on display.
“Now Sam, did your punishment arouse you?” I asked my daughter.
I could see her face burning and was sure it was even redder than her ass was after all that spanking.
“No, daddy,” she replied quietly.
I brought one of my big hands to Sam’s ass, this time grabbing and rubbing her. After so much roughness it felt amazing, and I did all I could to stifle my moan. I continued to rub my daughter’s ass, my fingers toying with her inner thighs before I firmly pushed two large fingers inside her. This was all too much for Sam, she couldn’t help it, and moaned loudly.
“Your very wet cunt tells a different story, my girl. I hadn’t any idea that I was dealing with such a naughty girl. Perhaps we should consider a different sort of punishment.”
“What do you think Maddie?” I said turning to my granddaughter. “Your mum’s pussy is absolutely soaking wet, so what must I do?”
Hearing me use the word pussy, I watched Maddie go bright red with embarrassment again.
Sam was barely listening to me at this point, the only thing she cared about I think, was the two fingers inside her cunt, finger fucking her. I slowly slipped them from her and drew them to my lips. Sam made a small sound, clearly voicing her disappointment at the loss.
Maddie’s eyes were like saucers as she watched me suck her mum’s girl goo from them.
“Your mum tastes like heaven Maddie. Do you want to taste?”
Maddie shook her head, clearly torn though.
Standing right behind my daughter I unbuckled my belt and trousers, allowing them to slide to the floor. Stepping out of them I did the same with my boxers. My 8″ cock straining for the release to cum.
I heard Maddie sucking in breath as she watched my naked ass come into view, but I resisted the temptation to turn around. My focus was on her mum.
I felt the head of my hard cock brush against Sam’s pussy.
“Yes, oh yes, finish my punishment,” Sam told me.
I moved my hands around to Sam’s front, brushing the tips of my fingers across her flat stomach, and undid the last few buttons on her top. I grasped her full breasts, pulling them over the cups of her red, lacy bra. I rolled her nipples between my fingers, pulling on them slightly. Sam arched her back into me as I added further arousal to her already tormented state.
“Show me you can be a good girl, and I will forget about all of your little infractions. Spread your legs a little more for me and take your punishment with that fantastic ass of yours in the air.”
“Yes daddy,” she tried to say, but as I slid my fingers back inside her cunt it was more a moan than words.
“Do you want me to stop?” I asked.
My fingers curled inside of her dripping pussy whilst my thumb starting to make slow circles around her clit. She moaned again, unable to do anything but let the incredible feelings take over.
“No daddy,” she whispered breathlessly. “Don’t stop.”
I nudged my daughter’s legs apart slightly further and eased my cock to her entrance, she was so wet and with one push I was balls deep inside her. Sam whimpered slightly as my cock filled her.
“Yes, fuck your daughter, she’s been so naughty!”
As my cock slowly stroked back out, I put one hand on her hip to steady myself, slowly but steadily building a rhythm. A small part of me was trying to say that no, this was wrong, not in front of my granddaughter, but it just felt so good that all I could do was pant and moan. Sam matched my pace, fucking herself back onto me, clearly loving the feel of my balls slapping against her ass as I thrust inside her.
“What a good girl,” I hissed into her ear, and she moaned at my words.
I picked up the pace, fucking my daughter harder and faster, pushing her down into the bed. I dropped my hand from her waist and reached around to Sam’s clit, and started making small, quick circles. I could sense her orgasm building, and before I knew it, she was babbling incoherently.
“Oh yes, oh, oh yes, fuck me harder, make me your slut. Yes, yes, make me your whore. Use me. Fuck me harder, faster. Oh god, fuck me.”
She came hard but I kept pounding her though, not slowing for even a second, and before long, I could feel Sam’s orgasm building again. With her second orgasm quickly approaching she was reduced to not being able to say anything.
Breathlessly she came again, sagging to the bed, my rock-hard cock slipping from her drenched cunt.
I span her around to face me pushing Sam to her knees.
“Open up!” I commanded, and she did as she was told.
I shoved my cock into my daughter’s mouth and grabbed her by her hair, forcing myself deeper into her throat. I knew she would be tasting herself on me and this turned hot into fucking hot. I watched her eyes water up and she gagged as I started to fiercely fuck her face. My cock, using her mouth for my pleasure alone. The thought turned me on even more, and I moaned loudly.
“You like that, don’t you?”
She tried to nod the best she could, but I just picked up the pace.
“What a whore my daughter is, she loves being used don’t you?”
I moaned again.
“I’m going to cum in your mouth now you dirty little slut, and you’re going to swallow every last drop of it, you hear me?”
“Mmhhmm,” was all Sam could muster with her mouth full of cock.
“Good,” I grunted.
The next thing I knew my cock was spewing rope after rope of hot cum into my daughter’s mouth. She tried to swallow it all the best she could, but a couple of drops escaped her mouth and slid down her chin. I pulled my cock out of her mouth, it was drenched in saliva and both our fuck juices.
“Clean me off.” I demanded.
Sam lapped at my cock enthusiastically, trying to lick every bit of our union from me.
“What a good girl you’ve been,” I purred, stroking her hair.
“Grandad?” I heard a little voice behind me say.
“Yes Maddie,” I said turning around.
She starred back at me, and I watched her eyes travel over my softening cock and her mother’s face as she continued to lap up the remnants of my orgasm.
She brought her hand from behind her back and held out something.
“Grandad, I’ve been a naughty girl,” she said opening her hand.
“Please punish me like you did mummy!”
There in her hand, a pair of pink, Hello Kitty panties ready for her mouth.