The Beautiful Indian Woman - Part 8 - Sex Stories

The Beautiful Indian Woman - Part 8

... Layton.

"Yeah, let's get that package open," said Sonia, seeing it near the door.

They opened the package, and both handled the cane.

"How about we eat and then think about using this?" said a smiling Sonia.

"Yeah, I want to whip your arse," laughed Layton.

"I want to whip yours too, fucking afterward will be great," replied Sonia.

Mother and son had a meal and gave it time to digest.

"Shall we do the caning down here or upstairs?" asked Sonia.

"Down here, bent over the back of the settee," replied Layton.

"Okay, do you want to be caned first?" said Sonia.

"No, you first, bare arse," said Layton.

"Somehow, I thought that you would want me to go first," said Sonia, removing her skirt and knickers as her son picked up the cane.

"Bend over," said Layton.

"Aren't you getting naked down below?" asked Sonia.

"Not yet," replied Layton, although he would be more comfortable if he did because his penis was rigid in his clothing.

Sonia bent over the back of the settee, presenting her large and shapely backside for the cane.

Layton had used a cane for the first time on Saturday when he had given Sonia and Aisha three strokes each. As with fucking, it seemed like he was a quick learner when he slashed a stroke across his mother's lower buttocks.

"Shit! Fuck!" yelled Sonia, raising her upper body off the settee before settling down again.

Layton delivered three more strokes with a similar effect.

Sonia twisted and moaned but ...

... remained over the back of the settee. Nothing had been said about the number of strokes to be administered.

Layton delivered strokes five and six, and Sonia wondered where it would end, and her arse was on fire.

Two more strokes landed, and Sonia was in very obvious discomfort. Part of Layton told him to continue, but the overriding feeling was to stop.

"That's it," said Layton, his voice shaky.

"Fuck, that fucking hurt," said a very red-faced Sonia as she gently put her hands on her buttocks.

"It will make you want to fuck soon," said Layton.

"Give me a minute, and then you will get yours," said Sonia, rubbing her buttocks.

"How many?" asked Layton, suddenly thinking of the consequences of giving his mother eight strokes.

"Enough, get your jeans and your boxers off," said Sonia.

When Layton removed his boxers. The sight of his impressive rigid penis made Sonia think of forgoing caning him and just going straight into fucking, but the cane had been purchased to use on both of them.

"Bend over," said Sonia, and she was soon faced by her son's bare arse.

Sonia's arse was burning, and some of the power would be drained from her cane strokes, but she tapped the cane against Layton's rear.

CRACK the cane lashed Layton's bottom, stinging him like hell judging by his vocal response.

Sonia gave him another five strokes quite rapidly and decided to stop.

"Stand up," said Sonia, and Layton stood and slowly turned. Sonia was delighted that his penis ...