Discipline For Daughter by J.S. Bradley

Author:J.S. Bradley [Bradley, J.S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Tags: erotica, incest, sex
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOUR

“She can’t do that!” Sandy objected, slapping her wet towel down or the bench. All three girls watched the retreating figure of Beth Smith, glaring at the big buns jiggling under her skirt. Sandy put her fists on her hips and made a horrible face, sticking her tongue out as far as it would go, just as soon as Beth had gone out through the door of the locker room.

“Bitch!” she hollered.

“Easy, Sandy,” Wilma said. “Take it easy!”

“But she can’t do that! Saturday afternoon’s free time. She can’t order us to do laps around the lake!”

“She did it,” Vera said quietly.

“Three times! We just did her damn drill all morning, and I’m all clean now — and tired!” she whined, sitting heavily on the bench, her naked buttocks slapping. She slumped and propped her chin in her hands, her forearms squeezing her pert little tits together.

“Vera, that’s going to take us all afternoon to do that,” Wilma said, running her towel across her back, drying it. Her auburn hair had little curls of wetness at her neck and forehead. Her round tits thrust forward and jiggled as she wiped her back. She encased her butt in the towel and went to work on it with both hands. Her rather solemn face grew more so. “I don’t think we should let her get away with that. I think we ought to complain.”

Vera looked at her, unable to keep from looking at the incredibly dense bush of hair that sprouted every direction from her twat. She shook her hair over her shoulders and tipped her head in that haughty appearing way she had.

“Who to, Wilma? Captain Garner?”

Wilma sighed. “Yeah, I see what you mean. You know, she probably put Beth up to it,” she said thoughtfully, toweling her bush absently, as if masturbating. “I wonder why.” Then her face brightened. “I’ll bet I know! It’s that shower duty thing the other day! But why’s she punishing me, too?”

Her eyes widened, and she put her hand to her mouth, looking guiltily at Vera and Sandy. “Oops,” she said. “There I go again. Me and my big mouth. I wasn’t supposed to let you know Bill told me about it.”

“He told you about me?” Sandy nearly squalled.

“Yeah,” Wilma sighed. “It’s okay, Sandy. I don’t care if he fucked you. He fucks all my friends. I let some of his fuck me, too. We’ve got it worked out, so don’t worry about it.” She put her arm around Sandy. “I don’t blame him, actually. If I were a boy I’d want to fuck you myself.”

Sandy looked at her. “You don’t have to be a boy, Wilma. You can fuck me any time you want.”

“We’d better get dressed and go do our laps,” Vera said, standing quickly, giving Sandy a look of disgust. She yanked open her locker door with more noise than necessary and took out her shorts and tank top and bra. She looked at the bra and tossed it back on the shelf in some kind of defiant act.

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