It was Friday morning and Gina and Ryan were chatting at the breakfast table prior to her day at work and his at school. With it being a Friday, the evening would lead to a weekend of incestuous sex but would also very likely involve physical punishment of some kind with Gina. On this occasion, her being on the receiving end almost a certainty.
Gina, who had been born in Italy but moved to England with her family when in her early teens, had never told her son that she had received a caning at school because there had never been any reason to tell him, until now. She knew that she would very likely get caned this coming evening so she decided to inform Ryan of her past experience on the receiving end of a cane. “I got a caning off my headmistress when I was seventeen,” Gina announced.
“Did you? What for?” asked a very interested Ryan.
“Me and my friend Sally got caught smoking by the headmistress and she gave us six strokes each, ” reminisced Gina.
“What on your arses?” asked an even more interested Ryan.
“Yes, on our arses and it fucking stung but I also found watching Sally getting caned very arousing,” said Gina thinking back almost forty years.
“You got turned on by seeing your friend getting her arse caned?” said Ryan who squirmed in his seat as his penis got rock hard in his school trousers.
“Yes and she got turned on by seeing me getting it too,” continued Gina.
“You dirty sluts, what did you do?” said a now very restless Ryan.
“We comforted each other later,” said Gina with a sparkle in her eyes.
“You need to wank me, I can’t go to school like this,” said Ryan standing up to reveal the bulge in his trousers.
“Okay, but we need to be quick, drop your trousers and pants,” said Gina.
Ryan did as instructed and Gina started stroking her son’s penis hard and fast, “My friend Sally is the Sally Lawrence that I work with now,” said Gina as she wanked her son at speed.
“Fuck, do you sluts still comfort each other?” said Ryan who was very close to cumming.
“Sometimes but we haven’t for a while,” said Gina who then burst into laughter as Ryan’s spunk shot into the air and splattered the kitchen table and everything on it.
“You had better clean up and go to school, ” said a still beaming Gina.
“Yeah, I will see you later, you horny bitch,” said Ryan who was wiping cum off his cock with a flannel.
Gina had to clean spunk off the table and various items on it before deciding that she had better go to work. Although she changed out of her knickers that had become very damp.
She and Sally had remained in contact after leaving school but lost touch. They met by chance one night in a pub and talked about old times. By then they were both in their mid-twenties and had both married but Sally contacted Gina again a few days later and after more drinks, the pair had lesbian sex. Contact was lost again for a number of years after that.
Sally’s marriage crumbled before Gina’s did and the two women got back in touch and met occasionally for a drink that was usually followed by sex.
Later still, Gina’s marriage collapsed and Sally actually got Gina a job at the place where she worked. They might have embarked on a full-blown lesbian affair but Gina had a still very young Ryan to bring up and she devoted her time to him. The women still had very occasional sex though but their relationship got a bit strained because Sally was wanting more than Gina was then prepared to give her.
In recent years, they were friends but not close friends. Sally was one of the workmates that had enquired as to whether Gina’s newfound happiness was due to her getting fucked. Although she would have been jealous if it was anyone other than herself doing the fucking.
At tea time, Ryan came home from school and Gina was already at home. They were both anticipating whatever sexual excitement the weekend brought. Gina expected a caning but she had decided on a way to make it even more exhilarating. The couple ate and then washed up as they enquired about how the other’s day had been but both with thoughts on whatever was about to happen.
Gina was wearing tight trousers, as she often did. As she put her big arse down on a kitchen chair, with her eyes fixed on her son, she added another surprise to the list of surprises that had occurred in the last month.
Gina was a very occasional smoker and Ryan had probably not seen her smoke in months or even years but she took a packet of cigarettes out of her pocket and then a cigarette lighter. Without taking her eyes off Ryan, she lit a cigarette and puffed smoke into the air knowing full well the implications after the morning’s conversation.
“You know that smoking is a caning offence, don’t you Gina?” said Ryan cooly.
“Is it?” she replied before having another long drag on the cigarette and blowing more smoke into the air.
“It is and I am going to fetch the cane. When I come back you will have your arse bare and you will be bending over this table,” instructed the super-confident seventeen-year-old Ryan.
Ryan left to get the cane and Gina stood, stubbed out the cigarette, and lowered her trousers and underwear. She was unsure whether to just pull them down or to take them right off but decided on complete removal for ease of movement during and after the caning.
When Ryan came back into the kitchen with the cane in hand he had a great view of his mother’s large bare bottom as she was sprawled over the table. When Ryan had spanked Gina two weeks previously he had spanked her hard. Now he was going to cane her hard.
“The six strokes that your headmistress gave you did not cure your smoking. Let’s see if twelve strokes can do it,” said Ryan feeling both a power and a sexual rush.
Ryan really thrashed Gina’s arse with the cane and he almost came in his underpants as each successive CRACK had Gina shrieking but remaining in position Her backside was a mass of red lines and she was sobbing loudly but she was also finding it incredibly exhilarating and arousing.
Ryan had been mentally counting the strokes and after he had delivered a slashing twelfth CRACK, he threw the cane to the floor.
He did not know precisely what he was going to do with his penis at this moment but he knew that he needed it out of his trousers and underpants, something that he quickly accomplished. Ryan had his rock hard and slimy cock in his hand as he looked at his mother’s body squirming and twisting on the table with her red hot arse pointing towards him.
He did not know what Gina was expecting at this moment but he found himself right behind her with the end of his penis touching her cunt lips and the sobbing Gina opened her legs a bit wider. Ryan fucked her hard and fast and the noises that Gina was making were a combination of pain and pleasure as her backside burned as her cunt bubbled.
“Ahh, fucking shit,” she shouted as her orgasm arrived and the table rattled with the movements of their bodies.
Ryan’s ejaculation was not long delayed before he emptied his balls deep inside his mother’s vagina.
They had both been a bit out of control in the last few minutes, Ryan particularly, but they got their breath back with Ryan’s penis still lodged just below Gina’s cane lashed cheeks. Ryan eventually stepped back and his prick dropped out, dragging some cum, and a red-faced Gina slowly got up and cupped her buttocks.
“Do you want some time upstairs on your own?” asked Ryan almost apologetically.
“Yes please,” almost whispered Gina as she slowly brushed past her son and made her way to the bedroom.
Ryan was worried that he had gone a bit too far in the administration of the caning and he was also concerned that he had been a bit out of control whilst doing it. He could hear Gina crying upstairs and wanted to go to her but she had said that she wanted some time on her own.
Ryan managed to wait about half an hour before going into the bedroom, “Are you alright? Did I cane you too hard?” he asked as he looked at his mother’s whipped buttocks.
“Yes, I am alright and no, you did not cane too hard,” she reassured him without turning to face her son.
“Would you like me to kiss them?” asked Ryan feeling happier now that Gina had reassured him.
“Yes please, darling,” replied Gina and Ryan very gently kissed her flogged arse.
“I was thinking of telling Sally about us. What do you think?” said Gina as she enjoyed the touch of her son’s lips on her nether regions.
“Don’t know. Do we want anyone else knowing?” said Ryan thinking more maturely than his seventeen years.
“Yeah, you may be right,” said Gina although not too convincingly.
That night they made love with Gina in reverse cowgirl as Ryan looked at her cane ravaged backside as she slowly slid up and down his rigid penis. Their climaxes were as controlled as the lovemaking and then they fell asleep, although Gina was careful about her arse not coming in contact with the bed.
Gina’s bottom was very sore in the morning but that did not prevent her from having it pointed towards her son as he fucked her from behind.
After this session, Ryan said, “What do you think Sally would say if you told her?”
“I don’t know, probably be a bit shocked but then I think she might find it exciting,” replied Gina.
“Even the bit about you getting your arse caned?” asked Ryan.
“Especially that bit, ” laughed Gina.
There was not much sitting down for Gina during Saturday and any that there was, was not long-lasting. Her behind was still hurting when she was on her back for their Saturday night lovemaking but the two orgasms that Ryan took her to took her mind off her stinging rear.
Gina was sitting down, although with the chair padded, on Sunday when they again discussed Sally.
“I think if I did mention it to Sally she might want to be involved,” said Gina.
“Involved in what way?” asked Ryan.
“In all ways. Involved with me, involved with you and involved with the cane,” replied Gina.
“Fuck, you mean me having sex with Sally?” asked Ryan.
“Yeah, and me having sex with her,” replied Gina.
“Her arse seems as big as yours,” laughed Ryan.
“Well I haven’t seen her arse for a while but yeah we are about the same size,” said Gina thinking how much weight the two women had put on since they were seventeen-year-olds.
By the time that Gina went to work on Monday, after more sex on Sunday, it was as good as agreed that Gina would tell Sally about what had been going on for the last month and see how she reacted.
It was possible that mother and son might have some company in a few days time.
