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Mum in tight black pencil skirt and spankings
There is no denying that my Mum was a strict disciplinarian who held traditional values. I was a badly behaved child and truculent teenager and she needed little provocation to put me over her knee for a good hard spanking. I have no issue with being disciplined in this manner, and although the spankings were frequent and soundly administered, they were always deserved and never unjust.
When I turned 13 I first became aware of how shapely a figure my mother had, especially her bottom, which was slightly plump and very curvy. The tight-fitting pencil skirts she wore really accentuated the contours of her sexy bottom and thighs. She had a favourite - a faded black body hugging short skirt with a shiny seat from regular wear. I really loved seeing her in that skirt. My eyes were drawn to her behind every time she walked by me. I guiltily admit I felt stirrings in my penis.
Here is the thing though, I never ever wanted to have sex with Mum. It was never that. What I craved was to be bent over her shapely thighs and have her bare my bottom for a right good tanning with her hand and hairbrush. Fortunately(?), I was still of an age where Mum spanked me for bad behaviour or disobedience. I started to engineer situations such that Mum felt it necessary to spank me.
In addition to this, I also felt the urge to put Mum across my knee when she was wearing one of her clinging pencil skirts, and give her a good hiding with my hand and carpet slipper. I knew this was wrong and, of course, I never dared do it. God, how embarrassing is this? Now I am really blushing. Hope Mum doesn't come to this web site.
Ik had dat gevoel als mijn moeder een schort droeg en bontkraag pantoffels droeg. Dat wond mij op in m,n puber tijd . En ik kon dan net zo lang uit dagen dat me me over haar knie legde en met haar pantoffel op m,n blote kont sloeg. Wat was dat lekker en vooral dat na gloeien . Het was wel effe bijten van de pijn met die rubberen zolen.