Simon Canes And Fucks His Mother In Law
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"I have asked my mother to visit this weekend," announced Cindy Harrison to her husband Simon.
Although a lot of men would be disgruntled to hear that their mother-in-law will be visiting, it was not so much hearing that she was coming that caused Simon to gasp, it was the actual phrase.
If Cindy had said, "Mum is coming this weekend," or, "My mum is coming for a visit," or similar it would not be a problem but that particular phrase meant only one thing. Yes, sixty-four-year-old Mandy Bloomfield would be visiting but that phrase meant that she would bring her cane with her.
On average, forty-year-old Simon only heard that phrase two or three times a year but he has heard it throughout most of the seventeen years that he has been married to Cindy. When a single thing or an accumulation of things made Cindy decide that Simon required severe punishment then the telephone call would be made to Mandy and she arrived and dealt with the situation.
This time it was an accumulation of misdemeanours and Cindy had decided that action was needed.
Although Simon hated bending over to get his bare buttocks lashed by his mother-in-law's cane, he found that he got sexually aroused before, during and after the flogging. Cindy did not actually watch the beating, she just listened through open doors, so she did not know of her husband's excitement but Mandy obviously did.
In the early years, Mandy ignored the very obvious arousal of her daughter's husband but in more recent times she has relieved it with her hand or, very occasionally, her mouth. She obviously did not tell her daughter this and she did not necessarily give Simon relief immediately after the caning but he had found that at some point before returning home, Mandy would extract the spunk from his penis.
Mandy Bloomfield is a formidable but not unattractive woman and although long-divorced she does not often go short of male company. She gets sexually aroused by caning Simon and she also likes giving him pleasure, doing so usually means that after wanking or blowing Simon she needs to lock herself in the bathroom for a few minutes to finger her wet cunt to orgasm.
The length of Mandy's visits were unpredictable, she might arrive Friday or maybe Saturday and her return home could be Sunday or Monday. Also unpredictable was how far into her visit she would administer the caning, although it was certain that the caning would be administered at some point.
Simon did sometimes wonder what would have happened if, in the early years, he had refused to take a caning but he thought that as the years went on and every few months when he found himself bending over, it was now a condition of his marriage. He was reasonably content with Cindy and actually happy some of the time so he did not want to jeopardise that.
It was a Wednesday when Cindy had uttered that dreaded sentence so Simon had at least forty-eight hours to consider his mother-in-law's arrival.
Mandy arrived on Friday evening and gave her daughter an affectionate kiss and hug but looked at Simon sternly and said, "Good evening, Simon."
"Good evening, Mandy, " he replied in a subdued manner because dealings were always formal between them if she had been requested to visit. He called her Mandy in any case because she had always insisted on it, whatever the circumstances.
"Fetch mother's luggage from her car, Simon," Cindy instructed.
"And don't forget the cane," added Mandy.
Simon opened the boot of Mandy's car and saw a medium-sized suitcase which suggested that she might be staying until Monday. Next to the suitcase was Mandy's classic crook-handled cane and Simon felt his penis stiffen in his trousers. He knew how much that it would sting his arse but he also knew how hard his cock would be and he expected at some point to have Mandy's hand or mouth on his cock.
Simon went back indoors with the suitcase in one hand and the cane in the other, "Take the case to mother's room please, Simon," said Cindy, actually saying 'please' this time.
"Hang the cane on the back of the dressing-table chair, please," added Mandy who had noticed a bulge in her son-in-law's trousers even if his wife had not.
Simon went upstairs and he wondered just when he would be feeling that cane across his buttocks. Mandy had been known to cane him on her arrival evening but she had also been known to be there for the best part of two days before using the cane.
Simon returned to the living room and sat down, a bit nervously, whilst mother and daughter chatted and largely ignored him. In the past, sometimes Mandy had given him anything up to an hours notice of the caning and sometimes she has ordered him to go to her bedroom without any prior warning.
Although the amount of notice varied, a lot of what went on did not. Once he and his mother-in-law were in the bedroom, Mandy would pick up the cane and instruct Simon to place the chair in the centre of the room. He would then wait for Mandy to tell him to lower his trousers and then his underpants. Mandy would do this in a loud voice for the benefit of Cindy listening downstairs with all doors in between wide open.
Mandy would then tell him that she was going to thrash him although she would not be specific why because it was taken as read that if Cindy had asked her mother to administer the beating, then it was deserved. Simon would then be told to bend over the back of the chair. He would probably not be told how many strokes he would be receiving.
Mandy tended to allow quite a long time gap between strokes so depending on how many he got, it could be quite a time-consuming process.
The Friday evening dragged on and there was some chatter and some watching of television but no suggestion of the caning and when at about ten o'clock Mandy announced, "I am going to bed, see you in the morning," it was ruled out for the day.
Simon and Cindy had a reasonable sex life but there was no suggestion from either of them that they should have sex that night although they rarely had sex when Mandy was staying anyway.
The three had breakfast together and sat around during the morning and it came out of the blue when Mandy, who was reading a newspaper at the time, said, "Go to my room Simon, I will deal with you shortly."
Simon knew that it was an instruction that he would hear at some time but it still shocked him a bit. When he made no initial move, Mandy looked at him and raised an eyebrow and that was enough to get him to stand up and head for the stairs.
Cindy, slightly nervously, ran her hands down her thighs. She always got strangely nervous when she was about to hear her husband get caned. Mandy read a bit more of the newspaper before saying to her daughter, "I will see you shortly," and made her way up the stairs.
Simon was standing in the bedroom, and although Mandy had not detected it yet, he was erect within his trousers.
Mandy walked past him and took the cane off the back of the chair before saying to Simon, "Place the chair there," as she pointed with the cane.
Simon did as he was told and awaited the next order, which came swiftly, "Trousers down."
Simon lowered his trousers and Mandy could now see the impressive bulge in his underpants and she had a sexual tremor pass through her body before she said, "Underpants down."
The three instructions had been delivered in an unnecessarily loud voice for the benefit of Cindy listening downstairs.
Simon lowered his underpants and his penis sprung out. In earlier times he would cover any evidence of sexual arousal with his hands but he had stopped doing that now.
"You are going to get a good hiding, young man," said Mandy.
Mandy glared at him as she bent the cane and swished it through the air before the next, inevitable, instruction came, "Bend over the back of the chair," ordered Mandy.
Simon bent over and Mandy bent the cane again as she studied her target, she tapped the cane two or three times against Simon's arse and his body tensed. Mandy raised the cane and slashed it through the air. CRACK, it made contact with Simon's buttocks and he groaned. Downstairs, Cindy crossed her legs, she always did that on hearing the impact of the first stroke but she never understood why.
Mandy waited several seconds before again raising the cane. She did not wait a specific number of seconds but always gave plenty of time for the previous stroke to sink in.
CRACK, the second stroke was delivered and Mandy continued laying the cane across her son-in-law's backside at intervals between about twenty and about forty seconds. Neither Simon nor Cindy knew how many strokes would be applied and possibly even Mandy did not when she started the beating but it was always a minimum of twelve and often a few more.
Cindy had counted nine strokes and her husband's groans had now changed to sobs. Simon's erection had softened a bit during the caning but his penis was certainly not limp. Still, the cane whistled through the air and when Cindy heard the twelfth CRACK, she wondered if it would be the last but another CRACK almost thirty seconds later ruled that out.
Both Simon and Mandy were sweating and Simon's behind was crisscrossed with red lines as the sixty-four-year-old woman continued to cane him. Cindy had now counted fifteen which was another possible stopping point and there was a sizeable delay which made her think that her mother had decided that that was enough but another CRACK, proved that she had not.
After two more strokes, Mandy decided that eighteen strokes were enough and she had surprised herself by becoming more sexually aroused during the caning than she sometimes did. Mandy looked at the bent-over man whose body was heaving with his sobs and whose arse looking extremely sore before she said, "You will pull your clothes up and you will go and apologise to your wife."
Simon did not look at his punisher as he slowly got up and briefly put his hands to his whipped arse before gingerly pulling up his underpants and trousers. Still not looking at Mandy, he stumbled out of the room and down the stairs. After Mandy had put the chair back and hung the cane on the back of it, she too went downstairs.
A very red-faced Simon stuttered to his wife, "I am s-s-sorry, Cindy."
"Well, you got what you deserved," said Cindy before looking at her also red-faced mother and nodding acknowledgement of her efforts.
Mandy sat down and went back to reading the newspaper. Cindy sat down but was fidgety. Simon did not sit down at all but occasionally sobbed loudly and rubbed his bottom. Simon did know, however, that at some point, Mandy would almost certainly give him sexual relief of some sort and his penis stiffened because of the thought of that and the tingling feeling in his arse.
It got to the middle of Saturday afternoon and Simon had still not attempted to sit down when Cindy made a somewhat surprising announcement, "I am going into town for an hour or so. Do you want to come, mum?"
It was very unusual for Cindy to go out whilst her mother was visiting and the question took both Mandy and Simon by surprise. "Um, no thanks, I will just potter about here," replied Mandy and resisted the urge to glance at Simon.
Cindy had no idea about her mother's habit of wanking or sucking her husband during a caning weekend visit, but previous wanks or sucks had always been when Cindy was in the vicinity. Cindy indicating that she was going to be out for a while had sent Mandy's mind into overdrive.
Cindy went to the bathroom and then left and Mandy looked at Simon, "Well, Mister Harrison, just you and me then," she said.
"So it seems, Mrs Bloomfield, " replied Simon excitedly, anticipating a nice slow wank.
"I want you to give me a fucking, Simon," said Mandy, shocking Simon not only with the suggestion but also hearing Mandy use the word 'fucking'.
"Um, but..." started Simon as he tried to gather his thoughts.
"Don't you want to fuck me, Simon?" asked Mandy with a mixture of disappointment and annoyance.
Simon had always thought his mother-in-law to be attractive but he had never expected to have the chance to shag her, even if she did sometimes wank him or blow him, "Yes, yes I do, of course, I do," he replied enthusiastically as his penis got to full size in his trousers.
"Then let's do it," said Mandy as she led the way to the stairs. It did not look like being romantic but it looked like being satisfying.
Simon was a few steps behind her and not moving too steadily due to his burning backside but his eyes were on her sizeable arse in her black skirt as she climbed the stairs.
Simon entered Mandy's bedroom and he saw an expression on her face that he had never seen before. It was lust and a high level of sexual arousal. "Simon, I want you to fuck me and fuck me hard, will you do that for me please?" asked Mandy as she lowered his trousers and underpants and saw his erect penis for the second time that day.
"Oh yes, Mandy, anything for you," he replied as he undid her blouse.
"I want you to talk dirty when you fuck me. Tell me what a slut I am for fucking my daughter's husband," said Mandy as she stroked Simon's cock.
"Yes, yes Mandy, you are a fucking slut," said Simon who would have loved to talk dirty with Cindy but she was abhorred by it.
By now, Mandy's blouse and bra were off and then her skirt as Simon hurriedly removed his shirt and then struggled out of his trousers and underpants. Mandy was on the bed in just her knickers and she raised her arse so that Simon could drag them off and he got to see her hairy wet cunt for the first time.
With her eyes on fire, Mandy said, "Fuck me, lover boy, fuck me hard," as Simon crawled between her legs and Mandy guided his cock into her.
Simon eased into her and Mandy groaned and as he started to pick up the pace she said, "Yes, big boy, give your slutty mother-in-law a good fucking."
"Yes, you horny bitch, take my big cock, you fucking slut," said Simon feeling as sexually alive as he had in years.
Mandy was driven towards orgasm as her son-in-law thrust in and out of her and she locked her legs behind his caned arse as she panted, "Fuck, oh yeah, I am going to cum."
"Cum you slut, fucking cum," said Simon thrusting harder and getting towards spunking himself.
That took Mandy over the edge and she shrieked, "Yeah, oh fuck, I am cumming so hard," which drove Simon into slamming her for all he's worth.
"You fucking slut, I should cane your fat arse," he grunted in a moment of inspiration.
"Shit, fuck, oh yes, cane my fat arse," said Mandy as she had a monumental orgasm.
That was all too much for Simon who let out a long groan as he fired his semen into his mother-in-law's cunt, "Oh fuck, I am cumming," he said as the fuck reached its pinnacle with both participants climaxing.
They were hot and breathless when the fucking finished and knew that they had to clean up and remove any indications of what they had been doing before Cindy got home.
When they had tidied themselves up and got dressed, Mandy said, "Did you mean that about caning my arse?"
"It seemed the right thing to say at the time but yeah if you want me to," replied Simon who was still finding it hard to believe that he had just fucked his wife's mother.
"Yes, but you will have to come to my house and without Cindy," said Mandy thinking back to when she was seventeen and getting caned at school.
"We will have to arrange it," replied Simon, excited by the prospect.
By the time that Cindy got home Mandy was downstairs, "Where is Simon?" asked Cindy.
"Upstairs, he went up just after you left," said Mandy which was true but she did not say that she went with him.
Over the next twenty-four hours, Mandy and Simon often glanced at each other in a different way than they ever had before, but only if Cindy was not aware. Simon was still finding sitting down difficult on Sunday but he had memories of his fuck with his mother-in-law still vivid in his head.
Mandy also stayed Sunday night and after breakfast on Monday, and with Simon about to go to work, she said, "Can you please bring my case down, Simon?"
"Yes, Mandy, and the cane?" he said.
"No, I will bring that," she replied as she followed him upstairs.
When they reached the bedroom, Mandy said, "Quick, show me your bum,"
Simon, who was a bit short of time, thought for a second before dropping his trousers and pants and revealing his cane marked arse. Mandy touched his buttocks gently and giggled when she saw his cock harden, "Ha, you have got to go to work with a stiffy."
Simon got his penis back inside his underpants and trousers with a bit of difficulty and picked up Mandy's suitcase, "You are a teasing bitch," he said.
"Yeah and you will use this on my arse one day," replied Mandy picking up the cane.
Simon said goodbye to Cindy and put Mandy's suitcase in her boot before also saying goodbye to her and both women laughed when he winced when he sat down in his car. Mandy put the cane in her boot before she and her daughter waved Simon off.
"Thank you for giving him what he needed," said Cindy to her mother not realising the extra service that Mandy had given Simon.
"It was my pleasure," replied Mandy wondering just how she could get Simon to visit her house without her daughter.
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