Hotspring Resort E-Book

Hentai Jones

• Herausgeber: BookRix
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017

Beschreibung

I felt like the happiest man in the universe: I felt blessed! Not because everybody was loving me, because of the fact, that I had learned to love too - the grey layer of misconceptions had fallen from my eyes and now I saw my life as clear as it was: I was cute, I was desirable and I was definitely loving sex! My future years would be filled with joy and happiness . . .

Leseprobe

Hentai Jones

Hotspring Resort

A rather steamy tale about growing up and finding love!

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Hotspring Resort

Hotspring Resort

written by Hentai Jones

BookRix Edition 2017

Copyright by Amé

Hentai Jones:

HOTSPRING RESORT

A rather steamy tale about

growing up and finding love!

Cover photo from Pinterest

without a copyright attached

1 - My Sister Sushi

My Sister Sushi

»Hold it right there, you little thief!«, the police officer was shouting at me, »and put your hands in the air!« I had been caught again by pinching a pair of knickers from the washing line and therefor I was arrested, I was a terribly clumsy thief but had this strange addiction to wear my sister's knickers, and especially the red ones with the white dots made me extremely horny! Maybe I was a bit of a pervert or just a dreamer, but if it came down to underpants the girls were clearly privileged: they were allowed to wear the fanciest frilly things under their skimpy skirts whilst the boys were stuck in the common white school jocks in their black shorts! Such was the tradition and whoever was revolting against it was risking a spanking from the principal - but at least at home I was free to have my choice: knickers were definitely my preferred option and it was no coincidence, that the police officer was female and only half an hour older than me!

My twin sister was a very naughty girl and she was always playing rude games with me - not that I didn't like them, but they all had the identical purpose to get me naked and were mostly ending with a humiliating spanking. Her favourite game was playing doctor in the attic, she was loving to give me a suppository or to take a sperm sample - but she knew a lot of other kinky games too: like strip search in the garden shed or prisoner of war down in the basement! Today it was to be the garden shed, which was also serving as the local police headquarters and I knew exactly, what I had to expect for my mean theft: handcuffs and a severe corporal punishment from Sergeant Sushi! She would confiscate the cute polka-dot panties and take the whip to my bottom to teach me a lesson, a painful procedure which always left me with an embarrassing erection - this was probably the reason of the game I thought as the stern sergeant led me over the yard to the garden shed, to take back the stolen good and force me to make a confession!

»This is the third time this month, Yoshi!«, she said to me in her office with authority in her voice, »you're definitely a re-offender! This time I would have to be very resolute with you to correct your kleptomaniac tendencies for once and forever: take your clothes off, I have to search you!« Wearing her favourite panties would certainly get her extremely upset with me and as a proven re-offender I couldn't expect any leniency from her - it was a rather stupid game but definitely arousing: my little dickel was already raising his curious head in the stolen panties as I was shrugging out of my shirt! And when I dropped my shorts with quite some hesitation the evidence became clear and my dickel was stretching the precious fabric to the limit - I tried to blush but it didn't work: if I didn't want to play anymore I would just walk out, but there was a curiosity inside of me, which wasn't easy to satisfy! I was desperate to know all the secrets of sexuality and if that notorious curiosity meant to get a redhot bum I was willing to take it!

As soon as I had relinquished the vital evidence of the crime and was standing there with a frightfully big erection to await my sentencing Sushi cuffed me and fixed the cuffs to a hook under the roof. She had done that with me before and I wasn't scared to be tied up, but when Sushi was taking a thin bamboo stick into her hand I got the shivers, it was probably exactly the same with which her girlfriend was whipping her for being a naughty girl. I had watched them a few times through the spider webs on the shed's dirty window when they were exchanging their punishments and had loved to see the red stripes on their white bottoms, I had enjoyed every glimpse at the hairy little pussies and always had my hard dickel firm in my hand - it all had been a lot of fun but now it was me who was in trouble! »You're guilty of theft, Yoshi!«, Sergeant Sushi was stating the obvious but added, »and because the previous spankings didn't seem to have changed your thieving attitude I will have to take more drastic measures today!«

»Ten of the best!«, she was prescribing me as the medication to cure my kleptomania, »and if you fail to count them we will start again!« Before I was able to put in an application for retrial I heard the swishing of the cane of justice right behind me and it hit me with full force right over both buttocks: my dickel was jumping up like stung by a hornet and a long line of fire was exploding on the soft white skin of my bum! Everybody knows, that most erotic writers tend to exaggerate the sensations in their stories, but this is the whole truth: Sushi knew how to swing the tomato stick perfectly - at count three my dickel was hard as a rock, at stroke six he was oozing the clear gel of doom and right after number eight he lost his manners completely and was splattering my seed all over the dirty concrete floor! Of course Sushi had been watching the whole ejaculation with eagle eyes and hadn't missed a single frame - but up to now she hadn't ever touched my dickel and I was kind of frustrated by that obvious lack of commitment!

She had been sneaking into my bedroom when she had thought that I was sleeping, she had uncovered me many times to have a peep into my pyjama pants and I had never stopped her - of course my dickel had grown hard under her curious scrutiny but I had always pretended to be dreaming and had been awaiting her first touch, but it never came! With my whole bum burning like fire I was rather intent to get some kind of revenge for that bout of brutality: if I would have shown the red stripes on my bottom to Papa my sister would certainly be grounded for the next holiday! And when she told me, that I shouldn't tell Pa about this incident I had her caught: of course I was able to keep a secret if it was paying interest and she knew it: »You might come to my room tonight, Yoshi!«, she was offering me as a first installment when she was watching me dress again, »but please be gentle with me!« After the thrashing she had given me she could hardly expect any clemency, and just judging from the frown on her face she knew that too!

From there on Sushi was changed: she wasn't upset anymore when I was spying at her in the shower, she didn't complain anymore when I was touching her bum trough the skirt: she had found out, that tormenting boys would never give her the satisfaction she was longing for, that she was needing to be tormented herself to reach that climax! Undoubtedly she was a most delicious girl and there weren't many of her exquisite stature and sparkling sex appeal at our school: Sushi was most desirable and the fact, that she was my sister didn't repel me to lust for her! Our relationship had entered a new chapter in which there would be less pain and more pleasure: we were growing to like each other - I saw in her eyes and she saw it in mine: their was no way to hide our mutual attraction anymore! During dinner she was blushing often and it was clear to me, that she was having very naughty thoughts, that her invitation to her bedroom had been a risky promise made in a haste and probably extremely embarrassing for her too!