Two Little Piggies (part 2) by Firm hands - - continued I stood open mouthed admiring the sexy woman in front of me. I guessed she didn't have a bra on under that tied up blouse, I wondered if she had knickers on under that little black school skirt and her legs most of which were on show from that high hem down to the little white socks were prefect, womanly perfect, rather than school girl perfect. Finally I opened my arms and said “come to daddy” and she walked into my arms. We kissed, and kept on kissing. Slobbery, tongues, noses mashing together, arms squeezing each other. Her hands went up and round my neck so she could pull her face up to mine. My hands went down to her bottom to lift her up to me. That meant that when we unlocked our lips my hands were well placed to check under her skirt. She was wearing knickers and not the skimpy type she had on earlier and which were now failing to hold his cock in. These were schoolgirl pattern white cotton ones. They were soft and warm, or maybe what was in them was. Soft, warm and rounded. My hands played over them. Then it occurred to me that she had been a naughty girl. I moved my hand up to the back of her neck and held her gaze. “I think that you had been a very naughty girl. Today you met a stranger in a public house without your husband. You flirted with him. You took off your underwear and gave it to him. Which meant that you stood in the bar knickerless and with your hard nipples on show to anybody who looked at your tight jumper. If that doesn't call for punishment I don't know what does. Do you admit to all these misdemeanours?” She hung her head and said “I've been a very naughty girl. “And what happens to naughty girls, I asked. Do they get spanked?” She nodded yes. So holding her by the back of her neck I walked her into the lounge and sat myself on the arm of the sofa, before pulling her across my knees. I told him to stand and watch because he had the same coming to him later. She wriggled a bit, probably to get comfortable, but it gave me to opportunity to pull her arms up behind her and hold them firmly with my spare hand. With my other hand I lifted the short skirt up to reveal those sexy girlish knickers. I rubbed my hand around and across her cheeks, feeling the warmth of her. Then I gave her the first gentle and firm spank. They both grunted. His cock jerked straight up out of her skimpy knickers. It looked extra moist round the tip as well. A few more smacks and I could feel the increasing warmth of her buttocks. Time to take these off I said, especially as you have made them very damp down here...” and I slid my hand between her legs and up over her mound. “Come and smell this, boy” And he bent his nose down to my fingers. “Go on lick that juice up. He quickly obeyed sucking my fingers into his mouth. Then I reached down to take hold of his cock. He was rock hard. I pulled him closer and wanked it a few times. I could tell he was about to explode so I pulled it straight into my mouth and caught several spurts. Pushing him away I pulled her knickers down and dribbled that mouthful of spunk between her buttocks and rubbed it round through her lips up to her pointed clit. She was tingling and pushing with her toes to match my rubbing. It seemed cruel not to go for broke and so I slipped two fingers into the heat of her cunt. By now she had lost control. I had to hold tight to stop her falling off my lap. She was squealing, panting and groaning at the same time. After quite a while she calmed down, muttering oh my god over and over. I helped her off my lap and laid her on the floor. She just lay there her legs splayed with her knickers round her ankles. Her tits with half out of the loosely knotted blouse and her engorged sweaty cunt was covered with his spunk where I had spread it. He was just stood there his prick limp but still big and wet. “Well, get down and clean her up then!” I sat back and watched as he pressed his face into her crutch and licked and slurped. He didn't needed telling not to stop. We all knew he was going to bring her into another orgasm, even if she felt too exhausted to be able to stand another one. I stood up. I needed to make myself more comfortable. I was hot and I was hard. In front of me two near naked people were wallowing in sex. I stripped off. It was great to allow my prick some freedom and fresh air. I'd been hard on and off for a couple of hours. They had both had orgasms now it was my turn. She had been used enough, but he, I thought, could serve my needs. I slipped a condom on and knelt behind him. A good smack on his arse got his attention away from her fanny and all I had to do was pull down those ridiculous little panties and line my cock up with his hole. Luckily he was pretty sweaty down there. The head went in nicely and he didn't complain. I wriggled it about to enjoy the warmth and took hold of his hips. She had realised that it wasn't all about her now and sat up to see the scene in front of her. My god she was a glorious sight for me to contemplate as I slowly worked my prick in and out of his arse. Before long I was balls deep and rested on his back before swivelling my hips to and fro to bring myself off in him. As I softened I pulled out of him and crawled over to lay next to her. “You're not finished yet,” I told him. Take that rubber off me carefully and rub my spunk into these beautiful breasts here. I undid the knotted blouse so he had full access to her breasts and firm nipples. Although she and I were really very shagged out from all the excitement as he massaged my spunk into her breasts she started shaking again, rather like she was lying on a spin dryer or she had become a human vibrator. She seemed to be stuck on fast cycle. Her wobbling breasts looked so amazing that I attached my lips to one nipple and pulled his face down to the other. Result. What a meeting! It was some time before I could get myself together and in a fit state to leave the house and drive away. Next day we were back in touch over the 'net and planning our next meeting.