It was very unsportwomanly of her to play with herself to distract the poor boy. Hopefully she'll at least give him a quick flash as a sorry
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Fun story, I'm always happy to read another chapter as I log in each day.
It was very unsportwomanly of her to play with herself to distract the poor boy. Hopefully she'll at least give him a quick flash as a sorry .
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Twas the Night Before Christmas
Chapter 21. There Arose Such a Clatter
I stood in the middle of the room, chest heaving, breathing like a panting dog. I had just completed two minutes of jumping rope.
Goal number one was accomplished. Don't trip or fall down or get tangled in the rope. Goal number two is a total failure. The idea was
to avoid getting an erection. I should have known better. I often got a stiffie while jumping rope in front of the girls in the PE class, and
actually looked forward to it. The chances of not getting a boner were at best fifty-fifty, but then Suzie rigged the game. She squeezed
her boob and simulated masturbating. Poor ol' me didn't have a chance.
When laid out on the bed I had an erection. Suzie was lifting it up while stroking it. However, standing there in the middle of the room frozen
stiff, not knowing what to do next is maddening. The jump rope in my hands, but the feet are planted in place because I can't decide the next move. It's like I've forgotten how to make a decision. I've been bossed around and told what to do all night since our wonderful holiday
guest took up residence in my chambers. Without orders from Suzie I'm lost. What a pathetic creature I've become.
Frozen stiff is right. Were it not for the incessant throbbing and twitching my dick would be as motionless as a frozen popsicle. Suzie sits on
the bed as she admires what she'd caused me to become, a puppet on her string, a very large string called a jump rope.
"That was a lot of fun," Suzie says, and her jolly laugh easily rolls of the tongue.
It was a lot of fun alright, better than reindeer games. Reindeer don't have any problem with playing around without clothes on and being
humiliated. My big fat boner must be like Rudolph's shining bright nose, quite the attention getter.
Suddenly I can hear the pitter patter of feet just outside the bedroom door. A knock came a tap tap tapping, first light and then louder.
"What's going on in there? Is something wrong. I see the light is on."
"OH SHIT MY MOM", I whisper shouted.
"Jump on the bed. Quick," Suzie whispers back.
Dropping the jump rope to the floor, my body suddenly thaws out as I make a dash for the bed. I run and jump and my body goes splat on top
of the mattress. At this point I'd pull the sheet and covers over the top of me...but these are both still lying on the floor several feet away
from the bed. There is nothing to get under.
The bedroom door starts to open. All I can do it turn my head to watch it swing open.
Something lands on top of me. It's lightweight but hits down on my butt with a thud. It's one of the pillows. Then just as the door completes
the swing open, Suzie jumps on top of me.
Twas the Night Before Christmas in Scott's part of the house
Two teens had nearly no clothes on, not even a blouse
the girl had on panties with a tight-fitting green shirt
the boy has on nothing with a hard dick about to squirt
The girl made the naked boy play a game of jump rope
the boy tried not to get hard, all he could do is hope
Scott's feet pounds the carpet as he does two minutes of jumping
his penis became erected and on the tummy made a thumping
From down the dark hall there arose such a clatter
mom sprang from her bed to see what was the matter
away to the door she flew in a flash
to knock on the door and ask "What was that crash?"
Then in a twinkling I heard on the floor
several steps by my mom, only three steps and no more
as I twisted my head, and was turning around
through the doorway my mother came through with a bound
Mom steps into the bedroom. I can see her momentarily standing just two feet beyond the doorframe. She is understandably surprised by
what she sees. In this momentary pause, I get a better understanding of my position. I'm lying face down on the bed. Suzie tossed a pillow
over my lower body, over my butt. She then straddled on top of me, sitting on the pillow like a saddle and I'm the horse. I have to admit
my room looks trashed, like it had been run through by a bucking bronco. Even the bed isn't where it was before, but pulled a couple feet
away from the wall where the headboard used to be.
"So...that explains all that clatter," mom says, her hands on her hip.
The only thing worse would be a hand holding a whip.
Chapter 21. There Arose Such a Clatter
I stood in the middle of the room, chest heaving, breathing like a panting dog. I had just completed two minutes of jumping rope.
Goal number one was accomplished. Don't trip or fall down or get tangled in the rope. Goal number two is a total failure. The idea was
to avoid getting an erection. I should have known better. I often got a stiffie while jumping rope in front of the girls in the PE class, and
actually looked forward to it. The chances of not getting a boner were at best fifty-fifty, but then Suzie rigged the game. She squeezed
her boob and simulated masturbating. Poor ol' me didn't have a chance.
When laid out on the bed I had an erection. Suzie was lifting it up while stroking it. However, standing there in the middle of the room frozen
stiff, not knowing what to do next is maddening. The jump rope in my hands, but the feet are planted in place because I can't decide the next move. It's like I've forgotten how to make a decision. I've been bossed around and told what to do all night since our wonderful holiday
guest took up residence in my chambers. Without orders from Suzie I'm lost. What a pathetic creature I've become.
Frozen stiff is right. Were it not for the incessant throbbing and twitching my dick would be as motionless as a frozen popsicle. Suzie sits on
the bed as she admires what she'd caused me to become, a puppet on her string, a very large string called a jump rope.
"That was a lot of fun," Suzie says, and her jolly laugh easily rolls of the tongue.
It was a lot of fun alright, better than reindeer games. Reindeer don't have any problem with playing around without clothes on and being
humiliated. My big fat boner must be like Rudolph's shining bright nose, quite the attention getter.
Suddenly I can hear the pitter patter of feet just outside the bedroom door. A knock came a tap tap tapping, first light and then louder.
"What's going on in there? Is something wrong. I see the light is on."
"OH SHIT MY MOM", I whisper shouted.
"Jump on the bed. Quick," Suzie whispers back.
Dropping the jump rope to the floor, my body suddenly thaws out as I make a dash for the bed. I run and jump and my body goes splat on top
of the mattress. At this point I'd pull the sheet and covers over the top of me...but these are both still lying on the floor several feet away
from the bed. There is nothing to get under.
The bedroom door starts to open. All I can do it turn my head to watch it swing open.
Something lands on top of me. It's lightweight but hits down on my butt with a thud. It's one of the pillows. Then just as the door completes
the swing open, Suzie jumps on top of me.
Twas the Night Before Christmas in Scott's part of the house
Two teens had nearly no clothes on, not even a blouse
the girl had on panties with a tight-fitting green shirt
the boy has on nothing with a hard dick about to squirt
The girl made the naked boy play a game of jump rope
the boy tried not to get hard, all he could do is hope
Scott's feet pounds the carpet as he does two minutes of jumping
his penis became erected and on the tummy made a thumping
From down the dark hall there arose such a clatter
mom sprang from her bed to see what was the matter
away to the door she flew in a flash
to knock on the door and ask "What was that crash?"
Then in a twinkling I heard on the floor
several steps by my mom, only three steps and no more
as I twisted my head, and was turning around
through the doorway my mother came through with a bound
Mom steps into the bedroom. I can see her momentarily standing just two feet beyond the doorframe. She is understandably surprised by
what she sees. In this momentary pause, I get a better understanding of my position. I'm lying face down on the bed. Suzie tossed a pillow
over my lower body, over my butt. She then straddled on top of me, sitting on the pillow like a saddle and I'm the horse. I have to admit
my room looks trashed, like it had been run through by a bucking bronco. Even the bed isn't where it was before, but pulled a couple feet
away from the wall where the headboard used to be.
"So...that explains all that clatter," mom says, her hands on her hip.
The only thing worse would be a hand holding a whip.
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PLEASE don’t let mom disrupt this amazing Christmas moment in the making
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Not even the Grinch who stole Christmas could stop Suzie from playing with her new boy toy. Suzie will have to think quick for anNudeBaG wrote: Mon Jan 05, 2026 10:22 pm PLEASE don’t let mom disrupt this amazing Christmas moment in the making
explanation for all of this, one that will make mom see things her way.
Will Scott even try to tell the truth to his mom? Can he admit he was naked from the start and that girl took advantage of him?
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Twas the Night Before Christmas
Chapter 22. Crime and Punishment
I've been scared of my mom numerous times. Over the last few years I've had my share of humiliating moments and punishments that were
more emotionally scarring rather than physically painful. I have a mother who is not to be messed with. Dad always steps out of the way,
lets mom choose the punishment. The most effective ones were dished out when dad wasn't around.
Dad isn't in the room right now, so I fear the worst. Mother was more surprised than angry when she first stepped into the room, but I can
see the tension building. It's about to boil over.
"Explain what is going on here?" mom demands.
"I uh...Um...Well..." I couldn't get anything out. I don't have a clue what to say. How do I explain how all that noise was made, how the bed
covers are strewn all over the floor, how did our Christmas party guest end up sitting on top of me like this. How do I say to my mom that
Suzie has been making me do things, been making me jump around for fun and games. I can't admit she's been touching my dick. Suzie touched
ME, but mom will probably see it as being caused by me somehow. "We were just- -"
"It's all my fault," Suzie cuts me off.
Mom looks surprised at this, "All your fault? Suzie, how can that be?"
Mom is suddenly not so sure of her herself. Getting an immediate admission of guilt from our guest has thrown off her assumptions. She barged
into the room, saw the state it is in, and assumes the worst...meaning I am the cause of all the trouble.
Suzie somewhere in her devious mind found something that resembles an explanation. "Scotty was trying to sleep, but I was bored. I wanted
to play some games. Scott said he was tired. I'm not sleepy I couldn't wait to show him his present. I went out and grabbed his gift from
under the tree. I also went to the kitchen and grabbed some drinks," she points to the glass of eggnog and cup of cider on the nightstand.
"You did all that?" mom says, her voice sounding cautiously curious. "Scott didn't cause any trouble?"
"He wouldn't get up and play with me. Not even when I yanked his shirt off. I jumped rope for a couple minutes and he wouldn't get up.
I yanked the covers off the bed, but he wouldn't get up. He did tell me I'm a know it all busy body. He said he'd play with me...if my boobs
were bigger. That's when I jumped on him. During the wrestling around I pulled his jammie bottoms off. They're over there on the floor
somewhere. And uh, and that's when you came in."
The stunned look on my face must have matched the one on my mom's face. Suzie just confessed to everything. I did want to protest one
part of her story. I never would say I'd play with her if she had bigger tits. I didn't say nothing negative about her tits.
Mom still is not convinced. "Well...I never would have guessed it. But he did wrestle you on the bed did he not."
"I was only protecting myself!" I yelled out in my defense.
As soon as I defended myself mom went on the attack. "You're still in trouble young man. You should know better than touch a girl when you
are so undressed. You are showing off again. You wanted Suzie to see you in your underwear. I know how sick your mind gets. This is
something that requires punishment." Mom takes a couple steps closer. She reaches down toward the pillow that is over my butt, held down
in place by Suzie's body.
Suzie pushes the hand away. Then she once again surprises us by getting off of me. Suzie stands up by the side of the bed, her body in between
me and my mom.
"I'm responsible. Punish me," Suzie steps over to the chair in front of my student desk. Pulling the chair to the middle of the room, she points
to the chair. "Sit down in the chair, please. Punish me the way you would Scotty."
My mother is so confused at this point. She actually turned around, stepped away from the bed. Mom sits down in the chair, then looks up
at Suzie standing nearby in just her small shirt and panties. Mom looked over at me. "I was going to drag him off that bed and give him a
whoopin. I spank him with my bare hand, no paddle. I only spank him on the bared bottom, that's always been the rule."
Suzie turned to glance my way. Instead of looking scared and horrified, she actually appeared to be suppressing a grin. Suzie had found out
my mom still spanks me on the bare bottom. Knowing that must give her a thrill. It makes me cringe inside.
Big shocker number three happens with what Suzie does next. She turns her back to me. Moving her body to stand directly in front of my
mom, Suzie bends down. Her panties get pushed down from her hips.
I gasp, mouth wide open. I can't believe it. Suzie's white panties with the green waistband slide down her legs to slip all the way to the floor.
"It's your house, your rules," Suzie says, and she leans over my mom's bent legs.
The chair doesn't have arm rests. The girl's upper body leans over all the way till Suzie touches the floor with her hands, her tummy resting
on mom's thighs. Suzie's legs are angled down, bare from heels to hips. My mom seems hesitant about spanking the girl. Suzie says it's okay,
says it's needed that she be punished. My mom begins to swat Suzie's bottom.
As my mother's hand smacks onto Suzie's butt the girl squirms because mom isn't holding back. The swats are for real. I turn my body around
on the bed. Using the pillow as a shield over my crotch, I sit up on the bed. My eyes are glued to Suzie's ass which is beginning to turn pink.
Squirming even more, Suzie's legs spread wider apart. The white panties are hooked over her left ankle. One leg is on either side of mom's
bent knees and I can get a glimpse of what lies between them. It's not a closeup or completely clear view, but I can see a little of the smaller
crack below the butt crack. It's slightly in shadow since most of the light comes directly from the ceiling.
The spanking comes to an end. I can hear Suzie sobbing, but I can't tell if that is real or she is faking it. Mom helps the girl stand back up,
then mom has Suzie sit down while straddling her legs. Suzie's bare and reddened bottom contacts my mom's thighs. The only thing between
them is the thin material of the nightgown mom is wearing.
"Hush hush dear. You are such a brave little girl. You admitted guilt and accepted punishment." Mom wipes a tear from the girl's cheek. "All is forgiven now. Do you want to sleep in the den or living room now? I know where Scott's sleeping bag is. You can use that on the floor in
the den and be by your parents."
"I'll sleep in here. The bed is very nice. If Scotty wants to go to sleep, I won't bother him anymore." Suzie stands up, then backing up she
bends down to grab her nearly tossed off panties.
Mom seems to be satisfied everything is back into something that resembles order. "In the morning you two fix up this room before joining the
rest of us. If this room is still a mess when I come in here tomorrow, then mister your ass is going to be the next on my list.
You hear me?"
"Yes mom. I hear you," I replied. I had no worries about that. The room was going to get straightened up before I went to bed.
Mom gives Suzie a hug, and out of the room she went. Quick to come in and quick to depart, just like the ghosts of Christmas who visited
Ebenezer Scrooge. The last thing mom did before closing the door is turn off the overhead light switch.
The room plunges into semi-darkness. A new sound emerges from that darkness as Suzie scrambles over to me. Instead of crying or looking
ashamed, she looks pleased, almost giddy with holiday joy.
"Why are you smiling like that?" I asked her.
"If you got punished for this your mom would have dragged me out of here. I took the blame so we could stay together the rest of the night.
Are you sleepy. Can you sleep right now?"
"Heck no. I can't sleep. I'm still shaking."
Suzie nods her head. "I thought so. I promised I wouldn't keep you awake. Hmmm...now what are you trying to hide with that pillow?"
Chapter 22. Crime and Punishment
I've been scared of my mom numerous times. Over the last few years I've had my share of humiliating moments and punishments that were
more emotionally scarring rather than physically painful. I have a mother who is not to be messed with. Dad always steps out of the way,
lets mom choose the punishment. The most effective ones were dished out when dad wasn't around.
Dad isn't in the room right now, so I fear the worst. Mother was more surprised than angry when she first stepped into the room, but I can
see the tension building. It's about to boil over.
"Explain what is going on here?" mom demands.
"I uh...Um...Well..." I couldn't get anything out. I don't have a clue what to say. How do I explain how all that noise was made, how the bed
covers are strewn all over the floor, how did our Christmas party guest end up sitting on top of me like this. How do I say to my mom that
Suzie has been making me do things, been making me jump around for fun and games. I can't admit she's been touching my dick. Suzie touched
ME, but mom will probably see it as being caused by me somehow. "We were just- -"
"It's all my fault," Suzie cuts me off.
Mom looks surprised at this, "All your fault? Suzie, how can that be?"
Mom is suddenly not so sure of her herself. Getting an immediate admission of guilt from our guest has thrown off her assumptions. She barged
into the room, saw the state it is in, and assumes the worst...meaning I am the cause of all the trouble.
Suzie somewhere in her devious mind found something that resembles an explanation. "Scotty was trying to sleep, but I was bored. I wanted
to play some games. Scott said he was tired. I'm not sleepy I couldn't wait to show him his present. I went out and grabbed his gift from
under the tree. I also went to the kitchen and grabbed some drinks," she points to the glass of eggnog and cup of cider on the nightstand.
"You did all that?" mom says, her voice sounding cautiously curious. "Scott didn't cause any trouble?"
"He wouldn't get up and play with me. Not even when I yanked his shirt off. I jumped rope for a couple minutes and he wouldn't get up.
I yanked the covers off the bed, but he wouldn't get up. He did tell me I'm a know it all busy body. He said he'd play with me...if my boobs
were bigger. That's when I jumped on him. During the wrestling around I pulled his jammie bottoms off. They're over there on the floor
somewhere. And uh, and that's when you came in."
The stunned look on my face must have matched the one on my mom's face. Suzie just confessed to everything. I did want to protest one
part of her story. I never would say I'd play with her if she had bigger tits. I didn't say nothing negative about her tits.
Mom still is not convinced. "Well...I never would have guessed it. But he did wrestle you on the bed did he not."
"I was only protecting myself!" I yelled out in my defense.
As soon as I defended myself mom went on the attack. "You're still in trouble young man. You should know better than touch a girl when you
are so undressed. You are showing off again. You wanted Suzie to see you in your underwear. I know how sick your mind gets. This is
something that requires punishment." Mom takes a couple steps closer. She reaches down toward the pillow that is over my butt, held down
in place by Suzie's body.
Suzie pushes the hand away. Then she once again surprises us by getting off of me. Suzie stands up by the side of the bed, her body in between
me and my mom.
"I'm responsible. Punish me," Suzie steps over to the chair in front of my student desk. Pulling the chair to the middle of the room, she points
to the chair. "Sit down in the chair, please. Punish me the way you would Scotty."
My mother is so confused at this point. She actually turned around, stepped away from the bed. Mom sits down in the chair, then looks up
at Suzie standing nearby in just her small shirt and panties. Mom looked over at me. "I was going to drag him off that bed and give him a
whoopin. I spank him with my bare hand, no paddle. I only spank him on the bared bottom, that's always been the rule."
Suzie turned to glance my way. Instead of looking scared and horrified, she actually appeared to be suppressing a grin. Suzie had found out
my mom still spanks me on the bare bottom. Knowing that must give her a thrill. It makes me cringe inside.
Big shocker number three happens with what Suzie does next. She turns her back to me. Moving her body to stand directly in front of my
mom, Suzie bends down. Her panties get pushed down from her hips.
I gasp, mouth wide open. I can't believe it. Suzie's white panties with the green waistband slide down her legs to slip all the way to the floor.
"It's your house, your rules," Suzie says, and she leans over my mom's bent legs.
The chair doesn't have arm rests. The girl's upper body leans over all the way till Suzie touches the floor with her hands, her tummy resting
on mom's thighs. Suzie's legs are angled down, bare from heels to hips. My mom seems hesitant about spanking the girl. Suzie says it's okay,
says it's needed that she be punished. My mom begins to swat Suzie's bottom.
As my mother's hand smacks onto Suzie's butt the girl squirms because mom isn't holding back. The swats are for real. I turn my body around
on the bed. Using the pillow as a shield over my crotch, I sit up on the bed. My eyes are glued to Suzie's ass which is beginning to turn pink.
Squirming even more, Suzie's legs spread wider apart. The white panties are hooked over her left ankle. One leg is on either side of mom's
bent knees and I can get a glimpse of what lies between them. It's not a closeup or completely clear view, but I can see a little of the smaller
crack below the butt crack. It's slightly in shadow since most of the light comes directly from the ceiling.
The spanking comes to an end. I can hear Suzie sobbing, but I can't tell if that is real or she is faking it. Mom helps the girl stand back up,
then mom has Suzie sit down while straddling her legs. Suzie's bare and reddened bottom contacts my mom's thighs. The only thing between
them is the thin material of the nightgown mom is wearing.
"Hush hush dear. You are such a brave little girl. You admitted guilt and accepted punishment." Mom wipes a tear from the girl's cheek. "All is forgiven now. Do you want to sleep in the den or living room now? I know where Scott's sleeping bag is. You can use that on the floor in
the den and be by your parents."
"I'll sleep in here. The bed is very nice. If Scotty wants to go to sleep, I won't bother him anymore." Suzie stands up, then backing up she
bends down to grab her nearly tossed off panties.
Mom seems to be satisfied everything is back into something that resembles order. "In the morning you two fix up this room before joining the
rest of us. If this room is still a mess when I come in here tomorrow, then mister your ass is going to be the next on my list.
You hear me?"
"Yes mom. I hear you," I replied. I had no worries about that. The room was going to get straightened up before I went to bed.
Mom gives Suzie a hug, and out of the room she went. Quick to come in and quick to depart, just like the ghosts of Christmas who visited
Ebenezer Scrooge. The last thing mom did before closing the door is turn off the overhead light switch.
The room plunges into semi-darkness. A new sound emerges from that darkness as Suzie scrambles over to me. Instead of crying or looking
ashamed, she looks pleased, almost giddy with holiday joy.
"Why are you smiling like that?" I asked her.
"If you got punished for this your mom would have dragged me out of here. I took the blame so we could stay together the rest of the night.
Are you sleepy. Can you sleep right now?"
"Heck no. I can't sleep. I'm still shaking."
Suzie nods her head. "I thought so. I promised I wouldn't keep you awake. Hmmm...now what are you trying to hide with that pillow?"
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How can Scott say no to anything Suzie wants now, after she took a spanking in his place. Now it is true she has been the guilty one in keeping
poor Scotty from getting his beauty sleep.
Will Scott now see that Suzie isn't the same annoying little girl, and adjust his attitude about her? Would you call what she's been doing
annoying?
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I imagine though that now Susie believes she should get some type of return on her "investment". I imagine pushing him to do something that he'd normally not do is a first step in that.
I believe Scott will be way more willing to do things until he starts to feel a familiar tingle!
I believe Scott will be way more willing to do things until he starts to feel a familiar tingle!
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Time to subvert expectation (at least, as far as I’m concerned)TeenFan wrote: Tue Jan 06, 2026 11:28 pmHow can Scott say no to anything Suzie wants now, after she took a spanking in his place. Now it is true she has been the guilty one in keeping
poor Scotty from getting his beauty sleep.
Will Scott now see that Suzie isn't the same annoying little girl, and adjust his attitude about her? Would you call what she's been doing
annoying?
Suzie might enjoy having some fun with Scotty, now.
And Scotty might enjoy it too
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