Older Man Helps Young Couple

I was delighted when the new neighbours moved in. They looked so young, so innocent, so sexy. I was going through a very difficult time after my wife of nearly twenty years died a year earlier. I was forty-five years old and had turned into a little bit of a hermit.

The day they moved in, I welcomed them by placing a pot of coffee and a pot of tea on their doorstep. After brief introductions I said I would leave them to their unpacking, but would be happy to help if they needed it. They thanked me and said that they appreciated the offer.

For some reason their arrival really lifted my spirits. When back in my house I tried to remember what each of them looked like. Sophie was around five feet tall and beautifully proportioned. Her breasts looked smallish, but very firm, and even though she had probably had a bra on, her nipples could be easily made out. Her legs were strong looking and her bottom was full and muscular. Her blond hair was cut short giving her a slightly boyish, stunningly attractive appearance. It was only when I had recalled her appearance that it hit me, she reminded me of my wife.

The contrast with her husband, Stan, was striking. Like me, he was over six feet tall and he had clearly kept himself in good shape. His facial features were strong with a wide jaw. His hair was jet black. I smiled to myself as I realised that I had noticed much less about him than I had of Sophie.

I saw little of them over the first week, just waving to them as they went in and out of their house. Her infectious smile never seemed to leave her face and always lifted my mood. It was on a Monday morning that Sophie knocked on my front door and very apologetically asked whether I could help her with something. I asked her what it was and she said,

"One of the shelves in the lounge has just collapsed and I want to get it back in place so that it does not damage the other shelves. It is quite heavy but it needs two people to hold and secure it. Stan is back tonight but it would be great if you could help sort it now. I promise it will only take a minute or two."

My reply was out of my mouth before I engaged my brain.

"Oh, I hope it takes a little longer than that, I could really enjoy a beautiful young lady's company right now."

I couldn't believe what I had said and started to apologize. I was amazed as she immediately turned bright red and couldn't look me in the eye.

"I am so sorry; I have embarrassed both of us. I will of course help you but will not hold you up. I am sure you have lots of better things to do than spend time with your old neighbour."

"I haven't got anything much that I need to do and would welcome some company."

Her expression now turned from embarrassed to teasing as she added,

"I would love to spend time with my old neighbour."

Her smile was teasing but made me feel much better about my thoughtless comment. I grabbed my toolbox before we walked round to her front door. The shelve was a two-person job, but even including resecuring it firmly in place, only took us five minutes.

Over a lovely cup of coffee Sophie grilled me with lots of questions. What I did for work, why I lived by myself, what were my interests, did I have family locally and many others. I confirmed I was self-employed working part-time from home. She listened but was much more interested when I talked about my wife and her tragic death. She sympathised, apologising profusely for asking about such personal matters. I said I found it nice to be able to talk about my wife, Betty. She then asked me lots about Betty and our life together.

I explained how Betty was five years older than me, which had seemed a huge age gap, when I met her, when I was nineteen. Sophie seemed fascinated by this and asked me whether our differing sexual experience had been a problem when we first met. I answered very honestly saying that I had been so lucky to meet such a wonderful, sexy, lady at such a young age. I confirmed that Betty was very sexually experienced when we met and I was incredibly naïve but desperate to learn. Betty had always had a high libido and I had had to learn fast.

While I was very happy to discuss my sex life, with the gorgeous Sophie, I was much more interested in finding out about hers. My opening question was as badly judged as my earlier comment.

"I bet you two beautiful young people must be all over each other, non-stop. At your age, Betty totally wore me out."

Her smile faded and I instantly knew I had hit a raw nerve. I wanted to take her in my arms as she quietly said,

"If only that was the case. It would be lovely but......."

"But what Sophie?"

"I love Stan and the sex was quite good when we were first together. I thought it would get better as we got to know each other better, but... but it hasn't. Don't get me wrong we do have sex and I enjoy it when we do, but I need more, much more and I want him to be... well, be the man in bed, if you know what I mean?"

"Do you mean you want him to initiate sex, do you mean you want him to dominate you sexually, do you mean that you want him to control you?"

"Ah, yes, I think that maybe what I want. All I know is that I want something that I am not getting right now. Did you dominate Betty when you were having sex?"

"Yes and no. The first and most important thing Betty taught me was that the exchange of power, domination and submission, is often at the heart of great sex. The second thing she taught me was that the only way to ensure that you get what you want during a sexual relationship is to tell your partner or partners what you want. It frightened me when she first told me what she wanted, what she needed, from a sexual partner, but it was wonderful trying to meet her needs. When we were first together, she would often require me to be totally submissive, I loved it. Later she taught me how she also loved to be totally submissive and I loved that just as much.

Have you told Stan what you want from him? Do you know what you want from him? Do you know what he wants?"

"Fuck, that sounds so bloody obvious and yet the answer is no I haven't told him what I want or asked him what he wants. There is one thing that I desperately want, just once at least, and that is for him take total control of me and fuck me until I can't stand up. Oh, my god I am so sorry I cannot believe I just said that. You must think I am a real bitch to not only think like that but to tell a near stranger, another man. You must go before I say even more outrageous things and embarrass myself and you even more."

"There is no need to be embarrassed. I am not. What I hear is a frustrated young lady who has not been lucky enough to be taught how to enjoy sex to its fullest. I can recommend a very simple solution, if you are interested."

"Please, please tell me what I can do."

"Tonight when he gets home, sit him down and tell him that you want him to take total charge of you. If you know what you want him to do while he is in charge of you tell him what you want."

"I suppose I have not got that far in working out how I want him to dominate me, I just want to feel helpless and submissive. Is that not enough?"

"I am sure that's enough, but there are so many things you might suggest. You might want him to spank your bottom, that is a classic dom/sub scenario. Bondage is another. Do you want him to tie you up or blindfold you? Do you want him to tease you and refuse you an orgasm. Control and submission can take so many different forms."

"All that sounds unbelievably sexy. Can they all be done in one session?"

The look of sexual excitement flashed across her face before we both started to laugh. When we stopped, I realised that her face was flushed even redder than it had been earlier. I was sure that our discussion had aroused her nearly as much as it had me. This only caused my erection to harden up even more. I decided to offer up one last bit of advice before tearing myself away from the gorgeous Sophie.

"Domination and submission works both ways. If you would rather try a different approach, you could require Stan to be totally submissive to you. In that way you could control exactly what happens tonight."

"That is a great idea, but I am not sure I am confident enough to pull that off. I hope he is."

I wished her good luck for her evening with Stan. She went right up onto tiptoe as she kissed me on the cheek and thanked me for being so understanding.

After Sophie left, I could not get the thought of her being totally submissive to her powerfully built husband out of my mind. I imagined him taking her across his knee and spanking her before tying her up and fucking her until she orgasmed time and time again. When in my fantasy she orgasmed for the third time I exploded in the best masturbatory orgasm I could remember enjoying.

The next day I was desperate to hear whether Sophie had asked Stan to dominate her. Unfortunately neither of them was at home the next day. I masturbated again but this time tried, not very successfully, to imagine Sophie taking the dominant role. The fantasy of watching her naked was still plenty enough for me to enjoy cumming hard.

The next day a note was on my doormat when I woke up. It invited me to dinner on the Saturday night. I wanted to try and see them, well particularly Sophie, but decided to wait until Saturday. I therefore dropped a brief note through their door saying I would be delighted and suggesting I brought some wine with me.

When I arrived on the Saturday evening, they both looked very happy. Sophie looked radiant and welcomed me with a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. Stan went off to open both bottles of wine and I sat down in their lounge with Sophie. As soon as he was out of earshot Sophie said,

"I loved being submissive the other evening, but Stan needs to work on being dominant. We tried to reverse roles the next evening. I was shit at being dominant but we both still had fun. Neither evening was as good as I had hoped but both were a really good start. Thank you so much for your advice, I would like to ask you for so much more."

I was fascinated in this but didn't have time to ask a question before Stan returned with a glass of white wine for Sophie and red for him and me. There was just a short pregnant pause before Stan said,

"I hope you don't mind, but Sophie told me about the discussion you had the other day."

I assured him that I did not expect her to keep any secrets from him and apologised if he thought anything I had said was inappropriate. Stan looked at Sophie and they both agreed that they had found what I had said illuminating and very useful. Again a slightly embarrassed pause before I decided to take the bull by the horns.

"So did you enjoy dominating your gorgeous wife? Or did you prefer to be dominated, to be submissive?"

They looked at each other, as if trying to decide whether they answered, or perhaps more how honestly, they answered. It was as if they had scripted the answer they gave, as they answered largely in unison,

"We both struggled to be dominant, both of us preferred to be submissive. We agreed we would work on being the dominant partner as it gave the other one of us so much pleasure."

"It isn't very easy being dominant the first time. I had a wonderful teacher. She showed me how fantastic being truly submissive could be. I learnt so much experiencing her dominate me that switching roles was not too difficult. I am happy to offer my services to teach you both how to be sexually dominant. I must warn you that if you do decide to take me up on my offer, I will require you both to be totally submissive. The only safeguard I will offer you is a safe word. If either of you use it then any teaching will immediately and permanently cease. Do you understand?"

It was Sophie who seemed desperate to agree to my terms, but Stan didn't take much persuading. I suggested that they thought about it and we could arrange a session for the following weekend. I was delighted to see that this was never going to be soon enough for Sophie. She said nothing until I prompted her. She whispered,

"Could the training not start after dinner tonight?"

I repeated that both Sophie and Stan would have to be fully in agreement as well as fully submissive.

"We both agree don't we Stan?"

I could see that while agreeing to my suggestion might have been more difficult for Stan, he was clearly a natural submissive and agreed with a gentle nod.

"Your training will commence after dinner but I will issue you a few simple commands before this. If you struggle with these then it will not be worth going any further. Firstly though just a simple question to you both. Out of ten how aroused are you right now. Stan, do you have an erection, Sophie, are you at least slightly moist right now?"

Sophie seemed very keen to confirm that she was not just moist but was positively wet. She held Stan's arm as she said so, then dropped her hand into his lap and confirming that he was erect. During the meal Sophie asked me more about Betty and recapped on what I had told her before. She asked me whether we had been involved in threesomes or group sex. I confirmed that we had and I particularly enjoyed them when being Betty's sub. I sensed Sophie's next line of questioning before she asked,

"When Betty was being dominant did you always do what she told you to? If so, did she ever make you play with cocks, suck cocks or fuck men?"

"When you are submissive, you never question your dom about anything. Betty pushed me to do things I did not expect to enjoy, things I would have never tried unless forced to. What that did was broaden my range of things that excited and aroused me."

Sophie laughed at my answer and said,

"I'll take that as a yes then."

We did manage to talk about the neighbourhood and day to day things like work. The food and the wine were lovely, but I sensed that Sophie was desperate to finish eating so that the training could start. Stan was quiet, but seemed to be taking everything in without looking concerned. As she finished her coffee she said,

"Will you make Stan and me do things we don't want to? We have never involved anybody else with us sexually, you could ask us to do anything."

The words would suggest that she was very nervous of what they would be required to do. The tone of her voice was one of excitement and the look in her eyes was one that suggested that she wanted them to be challenged like never before.

"Yes, I could instruct either of you to do anything and as good subs you will do it without questioning. It will be my choice and my choice alone. We will retire back to my house to start your training. Before we go, Sophie you are to go over to Stan and ask him to take your panties off. You are then to bring them to me, for me to check."

Sophie seemed to be delighted that the domination had started at last. She stood next to her husband and said,

"Please Stanley take my panties off for me. Ben wants to inspect them. I am sorry but I think they are all kind of gooey, please forgive me."

Stan looked surprised when he looked at the state of Sophie's panties before handing them over to her. She was hesitant as she handed them to me and watched as I examined the crotch that was soaked with a creamy lubrication. With a smile I said,

"Your pussy smells beautiful, do you like how it smells?"

"I have never, I have never......"

"Well if you really haven't ever smelled the rich aroma of your pussy this will be your first, first of the evening, but I am sure it will not be your last."

With this I brought the gusset of the soaked panties to Sophie's nose as you would a tissue to a child's nose to blow it. As I held it in position, I told her to take deep breaths in through her nose. To help, my other hand covered her mouth until she had taken half a dozen exaggerated breaths. Her eyes retained contact with mine through this and never lost any of their sparkle.

We quickly adjourned to my house and I took them straight up to my bedroom. I had tidied this and prepared it, in case this very opportunity arose. I had thought about numerous scenarios to play out with the beautiful couple but decided to start with Stan receiving a spanking from his wife. There was something about this diminutive girl taking control of her strapping husband that really appealed to me.

"Sophie please undress for us both. Don't just take your clothes off, tease and tantalise us, perform a striptease. If there is a flaccid cock in the room when you are naked, I will cane you, with the cane over there, and send you home by yourself."

She was good, really good. By the time she was naked even a stone statue would have had a hard on. Her body was a joy to behold. The powerful legs curved beautifully as the muscular cheeks of her bottom emphasized the gap between them. I was surprised to see only a small triangle of hair pointing downwards towards where her clit hid. I briefly imagined easing her down on the bed on her front and possessing her tight looking pussy with my cock. That however was not how it was going to be.

"Now undress Stan for us both. I do so hope that you spanking him will be a first for you both. Spanking can be so sensual if done right. Oh, I am pleased that I will not be caning and sending you away early."

Ben was not only erect but he was hung as he was built, big and strong. I had been taught to enjoy sucking cock in the right situation and although his cock was impressive, I was not tempted. I ensured that Stan was positioned perfectly with his cock trapped between her legs as he laid across her lap. I would have liked to take photos of what was in front of me, but I knew this was a view that would always be imprinted in my mind. Her small frame and nudity made her look vulnerable but nowhere near as vulnerable as the huge frame of her husband draped across it.

"You spank him in groups of a dozen. If you do not spank him hard enough, I will spank you twice as hard. You are in charge of his arse and let him know it."

By the time she landed the third strike there was plenty of force behind it. Before the end of the first dozen had been delivered, Stan was making small moaning noises as each landed. After a dozen she looked at me for guidance.

"Find his cock with one hand and caress his arse with the other."

She clearly loved this idea and it was clear from his reaction that the hand on his cock was doing all the right things. It took nothing more than a nod from me to get her spanking his arse again. I hadn't planned it, but she kept her other hand between his legs. As she delivered another dozen stingers, I retrieved a butt plug and some lube, which I offered to her as the spanking paused again.

I had no idea how much anal play they had enjoyed together but her enthusiasm suggested that it might be quite not have been much. I expected her to rush things, but instead she, somehow, lubricated the fingers of her spanking hand, without letting go of his cock with her other hand, and circled his anus before easing a finger through his sphincter. I was now certain from his reaction this was a first. Still not rushing she lubricated him well before taking the butt plug, lubricating it and offering it up to its target. His arse lifted and the job of penetrating his anus with the plug looked effortless. The moan of, "Oh, fuck yes", was a very strong indication that he was not fighting this new sensation.

I had always been very keen to not only introduce them to domination and submission but to other new experiences. I was certain that if I let Sophie work on her husband's cock and arse like this for long, he would orgasm. I wanted the sexual tension to be maintained longer before this was allowed to happen.

"Stan, it looks like you have enjoyed both the spanking and a little anal play. Right now you are to lie on your back on the bed and put this blindfold on."

Before he had the blindfold on, I could see he had the same sexual excitement in his eyes as his wife. He made no attempt to resist my instruction and was soon lying there with his cock looking like a breath of wind would cause it to explode.

I positioned Sophie and I next to him and she took my hint to take his angry looking cock in her mouth. I only let her play with his cock for a minute before I asked Stan,

"Have you ever had your cock in a man's mouth or ever sucked a man's penis?"

I knew immediately what the answer was but waited until he said no before asking him,

"Do you think you would know the difference?"

His answer was immediate and decisive, as he said,

"Yes, of course."

Sophie smiled as I invited her, with my hand, to go down on him again. She played the game, changing her technic, to throw him. She clearly loved the game I was playing, as she took hold of the butt plug and gently fucked him with it as she teased the head of his cock with her lips and tongue. I was dominating her but she was dominating him at the same time. This was not all planned by me, but she was so wonderfully sexy and I was loving every second. I allowed her the control, even when his hips thrust up into her mouth and she fucked his bottom with the butt plug. The noises he made as he climaxed could have been mistaken for pain as easily as pleasure, but I was never in doubt, which it was. When his orgasm finally ended and she removed her mouth she asked,

"Did you cum because the mouth sucking you off was a man's or in spite of the fact? Did being fucked in the bottom add to your pleasure?"

"I don't know, but there was no chance that I could have lasted a second longer. That was just wonderful. I am sorry, I feel worried as to why it was so, so, well fucking good."

I was delighted when Sophie bent forwards and kissed her husband. It took a few seconds before he laughed and said,

"It was you all the time. They always say that the most important sex organ is your brain. That was certainly the case then."

Stan had enjoyed an orgasm, Sophie had enjoyed both being controlled and controlling her husband, now I wanted to show Stan how to control his, unbelievably hot wife. I only hoped I could help them in achieving this without letting my own emotions and my own needs take over. From the first moment I had seen Sophie I had been strongly attracted. Right then there were so many possibilities running through my mind. Some of them were, at least, compatible with educating them, some were just about having the most wonderful sexual experience. With a slight reluctance I decided to stick, at least partly, to the original script.

I wanted to show Stan how to ensure that he could make Sophie putty in his hands. How to dominate her, how to make her truly submissive. I wanted more than anything else to see this sexy woman become totally submissive. I would show her husband the totally submissive Sophie. I was certain that she wanted to, amongst many other things, experience being totally submissive to her husband. In showing him this side of her sexual need, I was sure I would enjoy a sexual experience beyond any that I had enjoyed since Betty had passed.

"Sit at the top of the bed Sophie. Open your legs wide and play with your nipples. Stan there is a small vibrator over there, let's leave her pussy alone for a while, but let's just see if her bottom is as sensitive as yours. No penetration just tease her it until it opens up and begs to be fucked. Have you ever seen your wife begging to be fucked, begging to be allowed to orgasm. There is no more wonderful a sight than a woman desperate for sexual relief. Well other than her receiving that relief."

From talking to Sophie during the week, there was one thing she had been clear about and that was she wanted Stan to learn to dominate her. Personally, right at that moment, there was nothing I wanted more than to dominate her myself, to have her begging me to fuck her, begging me to take total control of her. Maybe if I played the long game then one day I would get my wish, but right now I contented myself at delivering her wish.

As he teased the dark skin around her anus with the small vibrating tool her eyes closed and her face was a picture of sexual arousal. Her hands had originally played gently with her very solid large nipples, that sat on her small firm beasts without any areola between. As her playing became less gentle, and sometimes even rough, her nipples became even bigger until they were the size of the last joint of my little finger. I imagined sucking on them until she exploded in orgasm. Instead though, I sat back and watched the two of them having fun.

"Stan, I want you to take complete control of Sophie right now. Sophie as a sub there is only one thing to concern yourself with. Nothing is about you. Everything is about you pleasing your dom - Stan. Do you understand?"

Her eyes focused briefly on mine and I knew even before she said anything that she understood fully, and was delighted to understand. I was pleased to see Stan carry on exactly as before, and hoped that he would step up and give his wife the experience she wanted. My expectation was greatly increased when in a he said quietly but determinedly,

"I am preparing your beautiful bottom to accept a cock. Tell Ben how many times you have been fucked in the bottom."

She seemed close to tears as she whispered, "never" without looking at me. Her hands were working really hard now on her nipples as she pulled them and rolled them between her fingers and thumbs. After a couple of minutes Stan offered her the vibrator and knelt up next to her. His cock had recovered significantly after his earlier orgasm but still had a way to go before being fully erect. As she took him in her mouth he found her clit with his fingers. Her sigh suggested that she was much closer to orgasm than I thought possible. Stan was really taking control of the situation as he said,

"You do not have permission to orgasm. If you disobey, I will cane you until you will not be able to sit down for a week."

I thought he had set her up to fail as her breathing became very laboured, but he removed his fingers before she got to the point of no return. His next order surprised but delighted me.

"I think you would agree that Ben deserves a big thankyou for helping us. On your knees and offer him your mouth. I will require him to rate your efforts. You may avoid the worst of the cane if he appreciates your skills."

I sat on the end of the bed and offered my prick to her. She took it into her mouth with an enthusiasm that was delightful. My excitement was at fever pitch, as stunningly sexy woman sucked my excited cock. Stan stood behind her with the cane in his hand and tapped it between her legs to encourage her to open them. When she did, he seemed to tap her pussy and clit with the cane, with an upward movement.

"Well, how many out of ten does she earn with her mouth. Less than seven and the caning will hurt like hell, seven or eight will earn her a spanking, nine or ten and she might escape punishment."

"What does eleven earn her? I hope it earns her everything she could wish for."

"It earns her having her virgin bottom thoroughly lubricated so that she can be fucked anally for the first time."

Sophie used her hands as well as her mouth, as if to thank me for being generous with my appraisal of her efforts. Her arousal was soon being ramped up as Stan used his fingers to lubricate her arse as he had promised / threatened. I decided I wanted to test whether Sophie, and to a lesser degree Stan, had really understand submission and domination, so asked her,

"What do you want right now, Sophie?"

She went to answer before hesitating and thinking. Her answer made me realise that she was a natural submissive who was also learning fast.

"I want to please Stan. I am yours to do whatever you want Stan."

"You are right, tonight you will do exactly what I want, everything I want."

With that he took hold of her hips and entered her. I was amazed that her reaction seemed really muted and he started fucking her with no fuss. It took me a minute to realise that he had entered her pussy not her anus. She seemed as surprised as me, but did not complain as he took complete control of her. The mouth now entertaining my cock clearly belonged to a girl enjoying being fucked.

"Ben, be kind enough to come round here. The view is wonderful and her pussy is hotter than I can ever remember. There are so many choices for us right now and I want to offer you some real fun."

Stan was not only dominating his gorgeous wife but he was making it clear to her that he would take whatever pleasure he chose. I suspected, and hoped that some of those would involve me.

As I moved around behind Sophie, Stan moved her off the floor and up onto the bed. He instructed her to get her head down and her arse high into the air. I have always loved this particular view of a female but this was unique. Her full muscular bottom was beautifully displayed with her anus glistening with lubrication. Stan had rested the cane against her bottom, which somehow added to the view. Below this her pussy was red, puffy and wet from being fucked. I felt a bit like a child in the sweetie (candy) shop completely spoiled for choice. I wanted to cane, spank, tease and fuck the beautifully sexy girl in front of me. Stan made it clear that I was free to do whatever I wanted with his submissive wife.

The first thing I did was to place a gentle kiss on each of the taut rounded cheeks. I wanted to really feel her excitement and ensure that she was coiled like a spring before penetrating her. I eased a thumb into her lubricated anus and found her clit and pussy with the fingers of the same hand. I instantly knew that her body was close to climax which was confirmed when she gasped and said,

"Fucking hell that feels wonderful. If it pleases you Daddy your little girl is very ready to be fucked."

My reply was very simple.

"It pleases me a lot, young lady."

With this I offered my erection up to her glistening anus and applied enough pressure to nearly push through the tight sphincter. I held her hips but didn't push any harder. Although it was her pushing back onto my cock that completed the penetration, she did not seem to be in control of this. It was as if her body took control and her hips gyrated powerfully as I sunk deeper and deeper into her bowels. One of her hands was quickly between her legs and it was obvious that her orgasm would explode almost immediately. She screamed as she was overwhelmed by a climax, the likes of which, I have rarely witnessed. Her hips seemed determined to ensure that I was buried as deep as was possible in her bowels, throughout her violent orgasm.

I pride myself on being able to control my cock better than most but was still amazed that I had not lost control during her short but stunning penetration and orgasm. I allowed her a brief rest, as she slumped forward apologising profusely for cumming, without permission. Taking, at least, temporary control I told her that I would forgive her but I wanted to take my pleasure in her bottom as her premature climax had robed me of that. I had had her lie on her back and hold her legs apart. This time I entered her anus without any assistance from her. I put her ankles on my shoulders and thrust deeply and firmly into her bowels.

"Now my dear, you are not only no longer forbidden from climaxing you are required to orgasm on my cock. I suggest that you masturbate as I fuck you as the quicker you cum the more forgiving we will be with the caning you have earned."

I had taken hold of the cane and now used it to flick her beautiful large nipples. They were easy to catch on the side as they sat proud of her small breasts, nearly an inch long and very hard. I quickly offered Stan the cane making it clear that I was inviting him to carry on caning her nipples.

I loved watching her beautiful face as her fingers strummed her clit. She was putting 100% effort into trying to reach an orgasm, that was not surprisingly illusive after cumming so hard only minutes earlier. I goaded her telling her how painful the cane would be if she didn't cum very quickly. Stan struck her nipples much harder than I had and her nipples turned bright red.

When her hands slowed, I could tell that she knew that she was going to climax. She looked at me with a triumphant look in her eyes before announcing the fact to us.

"Fuck, you bastard I am going to cum..... to cum... cuuuuuuuummmm, ooohhhh fuck."

She held her breath and pushed up and down on my prick as her orgasm washed through her body. The thrusting of her hips, which I had hold of, guaranteed that, even if I had wanted to prevent it, my prick exploded and my balls emptied into her bowels. She held her breath for so long I became a little concerned, until the most wonderful smile lit up her face.

I was not surprised that as soon as I moved away from between her legs, Stan took my place. Again he ignored her bottom and fucked her pussy forcefully, deeply and urgently. I was delighted to see them fucking so happily, even though it only lasted a couple of minutes before he roared out his pleasure. She clearly didn't orgasm again but as he withdrew, she quietly said,

"That was unbelievable, I didn't know sex could be that good. I didn't know I could cum like that and I certainly didn't know I could cum a second time. I just hope that the caning does not hurt too much."

We all laughed at that and Stan said,

"I hope Ben will be good enough to show me how to cane you, but not today. I am not sure whether I can do anything to inflict that much pain on you. Would you like him to show us both?"

I was fascinated by the idea, but knew it was time to leave the couple.

It was Monday morning when Sophie applied on my doorstep. She looked nervous but excited as she produced a cane from behind her back and said,

"He said I should ask you to cane me. Please would you do so? Stan says he will not fuck me again until he can see that you have caned me. He also said that I was to thank you by offering you my stiped bottom to fuck.

What happened the other night was amazing. We have had more sex since then than we usual have in a month. I didn't know I could orgasm so much and so wonderfully. Please do this for us."

I would soon learn that I could never refuse Sophie a single thing.