The Stern Aunt Ep 01

Since English is not my native language, I ask for a little understanding if not every expression or punctuation mark is correct.

Again, a big thank you to kenjisato for his fine and very helpful editing.

This is the first part of a new series. It is not a story including hot sex action as in my other stories. But be assured, that will come in following parts of the series.

The stern 'Aunt' - Episode 1 - David

Persons:

Mona: 39 years old, teacher, 1.74 m, 64 kg, black hair, brown eyes

David: 18 years old, 1.74 m, 70 kg, dark blond hair, green eyes

Sandra: 35 years old, housewife, 1.66 m, 56 kg, blonde hair, blue eyes

'David, was that David? Yes, indeed!'

Mona is furious.

She had happened to overhear in a supermarket how David, the son of her friend Kathi, was speaking extremely disrespectfully about his mother to a slightly older boy in the next aisle. She had overheard words like, "Stupid cow, stingy bitch, slut."

In her opinion, Kathi is the best mother in the world. She is a single parent and has literally torn herself apart for her little darling David. And now this.

"David," she calls angrily, into the next aisle of the supermarket, "come here, immediately!"

David looks around in amazement. He sees his mother's friend, whom he has known forever, and suspects that she has overheard the conversation with his friend on the other side of the aisle. He turns pale. He has known Mona since he can remember and for him, she has always been 'Aunt Mona', and still is today.

He likes her, yes; he has been really in love with this beautiful, independent woman for some time.

He would sometimes dream of her. And what dreams! In the dreams, she also likes him very much. So much so that they get very, very close in his youthful fantasy and she does things to him-- things, really cool things...

In the meantime, his friend Tim, who had suspected nothing good, has disappeared.

Hesitantly, David goes to Mona.

She glares at him angrily.

"That can't be true! What I just heard! So that's how you talk about your mother... If I tell her that later, you can forget about the planned trip to Scotland with your friends!"

David turns even paler. He begins to stutter, "Please, Aunt Mona, I didn't mean it that way, it slipped out of my mouth. Please don't tell mom about it."

"You don't think you'll go unpunished for this disrespectful behavior, do you?"

"Okay, then give me a punishment; I will do anything if you don't tell Mama, anything at all, but not that."

Mona thinks. David is actually a nice boy, she likes him very much. But punishment must be, of course.

So, he would do anything

? she thinks to herself; she must think...

Spontaneously, she recalls of how as a girl, even when she was already eighteen and had quite curves, her father would put her over his knee from time to time, as a punishment when she messed up. He would expose her buttocks and then spank her bare half-moons. Oh, how her back cheeks had burned. But, of course, it was not only very painful, but also terribly embarrassing. Especially when her brother was also there as a witness, who then gawked at her naked ass and her not always completely hidden pussy with stalk eyes.

But, well, anyway - somehow there had been something about it... And it had always worked very well. She was always very, very nice and obedient afterwards. At least for quite some time...

Maybe it would work with David as well

, she contemplates,

I could give it a try - and it would also be interesting to know how it feels in the "dishing out" role.

She smiles inwardly, coming to a decision.

"All right. I won't say anything to your mother, but I'll expect you at four o'clock this afternoon at my house. There, you can pick up your punishment. Now, go before I change my mind."

David leaves, dazed.

Mona is now starting to think a bit...

Is she doing the right thing? Didn't she take on too much? Oh no, I'll deal with him. After all, with her 174-centimeter height, her not-quite-slim-but-good-fit figure, and the life experience of almost forty years.she would clearly be head and shoulders above little David. Yes, she is in the full bloom, she would be more than a match for him.

Mona has extremely attractive feminine curves, with exactly the right proportions in exactly the right places. Not bony or anorexic, rather a bit voluptuous. At the end of her thirties, she still has an excellent figure -- full of breasts like heavy, ripe apples, but by no means fallen fruit, a round-but-firm butt; her suntanned face framed by long, almost black hair. She is in the full bloom of her femininity.

Ripe to bite into -- but, unfortunately, only too rarely nibbled at.

The whole thing will be a lesson to David. But Mona is a bit nervous, as such a situation can also be misunderstood.

In the afternoon at four o'clock.

The doorbell rings at Mona's door. She opens it, to find David standing in front of her, looking a little anxious.

"Just come in, little boy. You do know that a punishment awaits you today-- I'm still very angry with you." She pauses. "Yes, I'm really angry and you're going to feel that. I'm going to tighten the seat of your pants and spank your butt roughly."

"Yes, ähhmm, but you can't do that, Aunt Mona." He looks at her incredulously.

"But I can, and I will. Your disrespect for your mother calls for discipline and chastisement, for severe education. And if you think you're already much too old for something like that, you'll now be taught better in a tangible and painful way.

Your butt will get a real good corporal punishment.

So let's go! March over my knee! Do what I tell you!"

When he hesitates, she resolutely grabs his hair and pulls him into the living room. She sits down on a chair provided and he lies over her lap. She lets him remain in this awkward position for a while, and then begins to roll up the sleeves of her white blouse to her elbow.

She gives him a few slaps on the buttocks, but she is not satisfied with it.

"No, no, not like that. I don't want to knock out your pants, I want to knock you out." She orders him to pull down his pants.

"Oh, no, please, Aunt Mona, please no..." But he finally obeys.

Then she takes him over her knee again, gives him a few more blows, but is not quite satisfied with it either -- the underpants still bother her. She pulls them down to his knees with a jerk, and completely exposes his ass. And so his ass is now bare.

David feels very small and helpless.

There he is now lying with his naked ass -- the cool air in the room making it abundantly noticeable. A fresh breeze brushes over his buttocks and he trembles because his ass is now defenceless, and at the mercy of her measures. His ass rises, naked and unprotected, high into the air, while his head is close to the ground.

But somehow he still likes it, with him lying on her lap, he is closer to his secretly revered "aunt" than ever before.

She also likes it, yes-- she has to admit-- this crisp, pretty young man's ass on her lap, yes, she likes that. One could easily come up with ideas...

And in her mind, she strokes the smooth, white buttocks gently, almost lovingly, a few times. But at the same time, her hand can't wait to make this naughty rascal's ass glow and she now begins his "education" with lustful severity. Her hand now trims his ass cheeks evenly with juicy clapping blows.

Left, right, clap, clap. Left, right, clap, clap...

"Oh, no, no, please, Tante Mona, it hurts, please..." He whines and wriggles, as he tries to pull his now-glowing red back from her.

She is not impressed by this. "You deserve this and more. And you'll get more of it."

This time, she only puts David over her left leg, so that she can pinch his thighs with her right leg. This means that he is fixed in place, and cannot slip away.

She pinches his legs with hers, and clasps him tightly with her left hand, while her right claps a rhythmic beat incessantly. Her hand holds a serious and stern dialogue with his ass, which means that, to her delight and to his sorrow, she is beating his naked ass cheeks to the hilt.

Mona visibly enjoys working on this bare bubble butt.

David groans, but can it be that it no longer sounds just of pain, but of pleasure, too? That he is aroused by the blows on his naked ass? And could it be that the rascal got an erection and rubbed his boner against her thighs?

And could it be that she likes it? Yes, she has to admit to herself, she likes it, even well, too much. She gets a little tingling around the abdomen. She gets hot; it itches suspiciously between her legs; she has become a little stimulated. She sighs, it almost sounds like a moan.

But that has to stop now, after all, this is about a punishment.

But she wants to enjoy this situation for a little moment. She hadn't felt a dick for so long. She stops the beatings, now forcing his legs apart with her own leg, strokes the red ass cheeks, and then slides one hand between his legs-- embracing his member.

Oho, and it's not as small as she had expected from this young fellow. It feels pleasant, a neat piece, it could already bring joy to a woman... So firm and yet so smooth. She kneads it a little. And a little more. And a little more...

David almost dies of lust. He moans with delight, "Oh, yes, Aunt Mona, yes... Go on, please continue..."

Mona suddenly becomes aware of what she is doing -- that things are going completely wrong. She has to get this situation back under control. Energetically, she pulls her hand back a little and then reaches for his balls. She squeezes hard. David cries out in pain.

Mona's head is suddenly clear again. Yes, she is sober again, on top again, no longer unsettled by sentimental and hot thoughts; she now literally has him by the balls. And suddenly, he is just the little boy who has to be chastised. Her anger at his misdeed has been reawakened.

Mona pulls his head hard back by the hair. Since he is now whining and crying again, to her delight, she beats him thoroughly again, spurred on by this, with all the greater satisfaction.

Only when her hand hurts, and he only whimpers, does she finally stop.

She is very satisfied with herself. "So, my friend, get dressed and then off with you.

"I hope you're as impressed in your head now, as you are on your ass. I hope you've learned your lesson. But don't think the punishment is already over. Tomorrow at four o'clock the second part will follow. Understood?"

David, very meekly, says, "Yes, Aunt Mona."

As soon as David is out of the front door, Mona is quickly disillusioned again. She suddenly doesn't feel so strong anymore.

No, it was probably not wise of her to order him again for tomorrow. Even today, she hadn't really controlled herself, she couldn't trust herself. The whole thing almost got out of hand for her. That must not happen tomorrow under any circumstances. To prevent this, she has to come up with something for tomorrow.

As soon as David is out of the front door, he is no longer meek, despite his burning ass. Yes, it is great that she has ordered it again for tomorrow. Already today, he had clearly noticed how excited she had become. The whole thing had almost gotten out of hand, the punishment had almost turned into sex. Of course, it would be great if it happens tomorrow.

He has to come up with something.

Mona ponders how best to settle this matter. Finally, she calls her friend. "Sandra, I urgently need your help."

Mona tells her friend and neighbor Sandra, on the phone, what she has experienced today. How she had caught David, summoned him to her, and blew his ass for his disrespect. So far so good.

But hesitant and embarrassed, she confesses that with the naked ass in front of her eyes, she had become quite aroused, even wet and almost weak. And that she fears that this could happen at the second educational session tomorrow.

"Can you help me? You told me that you also put your two boys over your knee from time to time. And then I thought, if you, well, if you don't maybe--"

Sandra interrupts her and laughs. "And then you thought if I could perhaps help you. Well, in fact, even at grown up specimen, my sons still get their bare asses trimmed by me when they have done shit again. I don't hesitate for long, I have my experience there.

"All right, I'll help you. Of course, it has to look as if I came to it by chance. Let's discuss the other things later over a cup of coffee.

"But I want to hear all the juicy details from you, do you hear? Above all, of course, what got you going. I'm particularly looking forward to it." She giggles suggestively, and hangs up.

Mona is quite embarrassed by the juicy details. But after all, Sandra is her friend. She knows that Sandra, who is almost five years younger than her; a little slimmer, but by no means thin; quite an eye-catcher; and is not a child of sadness herself.

Yes, she is sometimes even a bit frivolous, but really just a blonde. But the main thing is that she would help her.

Mona breathes a sigh of relief, a weight falls from her heart. Together with Sandra, who would also take over a significant part of the punishment, she would certainly not lose control of herself.

Everything would be fine.

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