Older Man Helps Young Couple

'Older Man Helps Young Couple'

was a story I posted recently. This is the second chapter of this story. Although chapter 2 can be read without reading the first chapter I would recommend doing so. Either way I hope you enjoy it. Rating it and leaving a comment would be greatly appreciated.

Note: the story includes reluctant, anal and some gay activity.

Chapter 2

I had not planned for things to turn out this way. From the moment Sophie had opened up to me, telling me about the problems with their sex life, I had wanted to help her. As she stood on my doorstep, looking totally vulnerable, it hit me how attracted I was to her. I had convinced myself that everything I had done with the couple was about helping them. Yes, I had loved nearly every second of my time with them, and I felt more alive sexually than at any time since my wife's death (I hate the word passing). Now I had decisions to make. There was very little in the world I wanted to do more, at that moment, than cane Sophie's beautiful arse and then fuck her senseless. Was this what Stan and Sophie really wanted? If it was, and I followed their request, - who were the submissives and who were the Doms? I thought fast, if not very logical.

"So Stan sent you here for me to cane you and fuck your bottom, did he? Did he suggest it or did you? If he suggested it, did you argue with him?"

By not inviting her in and keeping her standing at the doorstep, I had asserted control over the situation. I had compounded her vulnerability by asking about her about her motivation.

"We both came up with the idea. We thought that you would want to cane me, and....... you seemed to enjoy it the other day. I am so sorry if we got it all wrong."

She said all this slowly and quietly, looking like she could dissolve into tears at any moment.

"There is only one small thing you got wrong and that is that you forgot that the two of you are always to be totally submissive to me. If and when I want to cane and fuck your bottom, or his for that matter, I will do so. Do you understand?"

So many thoughts seemed to flash across her face. I thought that I might never get to see Sophie's bottom again, let alone cane it. That was until her face broke out in a wonderful smile and she said,

"Oh, thank you Daddy. Yes, I understand perfectly and will never put my needs first again. Am I permitted to ask you whether there is anything that I can do to please you right now?"

I was relieved that my risky, long-term, approach had seemed to work and with a smile I invited her into the house.

"Yes,

you can

ask me whether there is anything you can do to please me, the answer is - yes you can make me a coffee and yourself anything you wish to drink. I would find it very pleasing if you could do so without any clothes on."

She gave me a questioning look before smiling and performing the most wonderful striptease. I was surprised to see that, unlike previously, she was devoid of any hair between her legs. Even with the limited view I had as she undressed; I could not miss the fact that her pussy was glistening and slightly red. I wondered whether she had already been fucked before arriving on my doorstep. The idea only excited me more. When she brought me my coffee as I sat on the small sofa in my kitchen, I indicated that she should sit on one of the high stools, set at the kitchen table.

I said nothing as she nervously settled her naked bottom onto the strands of stretched elastic that formed the seat of the stool. When she looked at me, she opened her legs wide enough for me to see that her pussy was indeed extremely excited. I sipped my hot coffee before asking,

"I take it that you turning up like this indicates that the two of you would like to involve me further? I would be very happy, if that is correct, to show you so much more. Please don't say a word, but if I am right answer me by masturbating."

Her hand was in place almost before I finished speaking. I simply settled back and watched. It is one of the greatest pleasures in life, watching a woman masturbate, watching an excited woman playing with herself. I had not given her any instructions regarding any permission for her to orgasm, but I was sure she knew better than to do so without permission. She played for many minutes before I gave her the next instruction.

"Nipples only and don't be too gentle."

She looked disappointed as I think she thought that I was going to give her permission to cum. She was soon playing with her nipples and I carefully noted her preferences, as I hoped I would have lots of chances to replicate her actions. It was great to watch but I was sure that she would not orgasm this way.

"Would you like the chance to orgasm, Sophie?"

It was clearly a stupid question but I wanted to hear her confirm what we both knew.

"That would be lovely Daddy, yes please."

I walked over to a draw and handed her a plastic spatula that was about an inch wide along its eight-inch blade.

"You are to strike your pussy and your clit as many times and as hard as you wish. You have permission to orgasm, if this offers you the stimulation you need. You are free to stop at any time.

I am concerned that Stan is not so committed to being as submissive as you are. To allay this concern at eight o'clock this evening you will both be kneeling, naked, on your lounge floor facing away from the door. You will have left the front door unlocked. If the door is locked, you are not in position or you say a word without permission, I will assume that you do not want to involve me again."

It took her a few seconds to process this, but when had, she started using the spatula. The spatula was soon making lovely noises as she hit her pussy and clit very firmly. Once she was in a rhythm I added my last instruction.

"I expect you to prepare yourself for my arrival tonight. You will both be highly aroused and if you wish me to fuck you, you will thoroughly prepare the appropriate orifices."

The spatula had been an unplanned thing but I was delighted to see that she was seeming to respond beautifully. Her clit was swollen and angry looking and she was flushed with arousal and the striking was increasing in speed and force. The look in her eyes was now one of excited expectation. It was time for me just to give this gorgeous girl another lesson in submission.

"Next time I ask you whether you would like to orgasm, I would suggest you think more carefully before answering. Your orgasms are mine to allow, mine to deny and mine to enjoy. Your answer should reflect this. If it does, then you might be lucky to be given my permission. Right now you do not have my permission. Get dressed, go home and I will see you both at eight o'clock."

She looked instantly deeply disappointed, and flashed me a look of annoyance, when she realised, she was going to be left deeply frustrated.

"You bastard. Maybe you will see me, maybe you won't."

With this she strutted out of the kitchen, trying hard to dress as she did so. It looked very ungainly and she realised, too late, that she had gone without her panties. The front door soon slammed shut. Well I had wanted to test the gorgeous Sophie and I had certainly done so. Now I would have to wait until later to see whether my test had backfired.

The day dragged on, until finally I walked down the drive next door. The door was closed but I was delighted when it opened easily, as I turned the handle and pushed. It was a lovely sight that greeted me as I walked into their lounge. Both were kneeling on the floor with their heads resting on the sofa in front of them. They were close together with their ankles crossed over each other's nearest ankle and they were holding hands. It was not any of this that I initially registered but the letters written in bright red lipstick across Sophie's bottom. "SORRY". I was sure Stan must have written it.

Sophie's pussy looked like she had been enjoying being fucked ever since she left my house. Her bottom was as clearly lubricated as Stan's was. I also noticed that Stan's bottom was devoid of all hair. The two had obviously helped each other shave themselves clean. I had led Sophie to believe, without actually saying so, that I was simply going to fuck whatever orifice they offered, but I had planned more than that.

I stood behind them straddling their overlapping ankles and brought a hand up between their legs. Stan's balls tightened immediately and Sophie pushed back so that my hand found her clit. They had followed my instructions, as it was clear that both were very aroused and I was not going to increase that arousal, too much, too quickly. In fact I was going to inflict pain. I wanted to show them pain that stimulated the senses, pain that enhanced the excitement, pain that complemented arousal.

I wanted to start by warming their bottoms with my hand. I wanted it to feel personal and intimate. I moved around, so I was beside Stan and found his erection with one hand and his cheeks with the other. I spanked him a dozen times firmly but not hard. He stayed full erect throughout and twitched when my spanking hand found his lubricated anus. I eased a single finger in and out a couple of times before patting his warm cheers to indicate I had finished with him, for the time being.

I treated Sophie the same, finding her hot wet pussy with one hand while spanking her with the other. I was masturbating her while spanking her. To keep Stan happy, I had moved her hand to his erection. I was close to getting carried away as I masturbated her right to the very edge of orgasm before taking my hand away. She remembered not to say anything but couldn't stop herself from letting out a frustrated sigh.

"Sophie, on your knees and take his cock in your mouth. Stan, you have permission to cum if you can. Let me give you a little bit of advice, welcome the pain, make pain your friend, let pain stimulate you. It can be the most wonderful stimulant."

There are some cocks that look lovely, others that are downright ugly, Stan's was handsome, in fact I would say pretty. A strange word for a penis but I am a sucker (pun intended) for a pretty cock. I loved watching his wife slowly take most of his cock into her mouth before starting to make love to it. I enjoyed it so much, I nearly forgot that if I didn't start the caning, he would certain cum very soon.

The first time the cane struck he wailed out in pain and forced his hips forward and his prick deep into her mouth. It was probably only my imagination but as Sophie pushed him away his cock looked instantly less erect. She held around the base of his cock, so as to stop the risk of him pushing too deep into her mouth, while I caned him. I gave her plenty of time to ensure he was fully erect before striking again. I followed this pattern each time watching her excite him until he was close to cumming, before striking. After about eight I was wondering whether I could complete the dozen I had intended. The stripes across his cheeks were turning purple and I was struggling to find undamaged skin to land the next strike. I delayed the next strike as I watched Sophie obviously enjoying playing with his cock.

I thought I had delayed too long and accepted that he would empty his balls deep down her throat, but struck anyway. The shriek was loud, but not accompanied by him ejaculating, as I expected. The dozen was soon completed and I put the cane down across his back. I was sure he would very quickly recover from the caning and her mouth would soon be filled.

Standing behind Stan I indicated that Sophie should stay where she was but take his cock out of her mouth. I eased his cheeks apart and lined my cock up to his well lubricated anus. Without prompting, he pushed back and I pushed forward and my erection sunk easily into his welcoming bowels. His sigh was one of pleasure and as I thrust deep into him, time and time again, the pleasure sounds increased until I was certain he was about to cum.

"Take him in your mouth and don't spill a drop."

She got there just in time as I felt his bowels and anus contracting in spasm after spasm.

I had been the surprised the first time I had seen and felt a man ejaculate with my cock in his arse. It felt quite different to being buried in a woman's arse as they cum.

Stan's anus nearly squeezed the life out of my cock, as he came strongly. When his orgasm finished, Sophie moved away from her husband, who collapsed forward onto the bed as soon as I withdrew my erection, slipping the condom off as I did so. She looked delighted with herself and without any instruction took my cock into her mouth. I allowed myself the luxury of just holding her face gently as she sucked and licked while maintaining eye contact with me. I pride myself that I can control myself sexually but looking into her beautiful eyes I was very tempted to just let nature take its course.

"That is wonderful, my dear, but even giving me such pleasure is not going to spare your beautiful bottom."

I sat at the top of the bed, propped up with pillows behind me and indicated that she should lie across my lap. I was going to cane her at some point but wanted to enjoy her bottom in a more personal way, again, before that. I wanted Stan to watch me cane his wife and he was completely out of it right then.

When she was settled across me, I was in a beautifully relaxed place. As a Dom you do not always get the chance to indulge yourself as you expect, but this was the perfect chance. Using just the hand that was going to spank her with, I caressed her firm cheeks, just occasionally, dipping down to caress her anus, her pussy or sometimes her clit. My touch remained feather like and didn't penetrate. It was intended to feel sensual. She seemed to understand this and remained relaxed and didn't try to get my fingers to do more. Her pussy was slippery with lubrication, that coated my fingers. Reluctantly, I visited her hard erect clit one last time before preparing to start spanking her.

I admitted to myself that I wanted the spanking to stimulate her, not hurt her. I was therefore just firm in landing a dozen, with only a couple of seconds between each. The break was only long enough for me to test whether I had added much heat to her cheeks. They were warm with a pinkish hue. Resisting exploring between her legs, I started spanking again, but now much firmer. Now with a bigger gap between, as I waited for her to push her hips up, to invite the next strike. I didn't stop until I knew the sexual stimulation was outweighing any pain she was feeling. Her cheeks were now turning a lovely shade of red, all over. Now I wanted to add at least six stripes across her full bottom with the cane as I knew this would turn a lovely view, into a perfect view.

I so wanted to cane her beautiful arse myself but realised that what the couple needed more than anything was to learn to dominate each other. I suspected that I could teach Sophie to dominate Stan easier than the other way round. This was a good opportunity to start his education.

"Stan, it is time that you took total control of your wife. You will not only deliver a minimum of six with the cane but you will be totally in charge. You will require Sophie to do exactly what you wish her to do. You will demand her total obedience. I will not interfere in any way. If however you fail to control her or cane her hard enough, I will punish you. Do you understand?"

His eyes were brighter than I had ever seen. There was an excited expectation that was lovely to see. It was as if a switch had been thrown. He addressed me first.

"You have a choice, you can go down stairs and leave me to it, or you can stay. If you stay you will do exactly what I say, when I say it, without question. Do you wish to stay and watch Phie be caned?"

I smiled in a non-threatening way and said that I wished to stay. I had never heard him call her Phie, but it seemed significant.

"You, Phie, will call me Master. If you know what is good for you, you will follow my instructions very carefully. Do you understand."

"Yes, I understand. ------ Sorry yes, I understand

Master

."

Stan moved the two of us until he was satisfied, we were in the right place. I was lying on my back across the bottom of bed with Sophie kneeling over my face, facing away from my feet.

"Offer him your pussy. I want you to be very ready to receive the cane."

She tasted wonderful as she coated my whole face with the natural lubrication that was pouring out of her. I am not sure whether it was me doing a good job or her being incredibly excited already, but he brought this pleasure to an end far too quickly. He moved her down my body until she was lying on top of me straddling my hips. I thought for a minute she was going to take me inside her, but instead she settled with my erection trapped between us, with my balls against her pussy. He instructed me to keep my legs between hers and ensure hers were kept spread. I felt rather vulnerable as my balls were rather exposed.

I was completely unprepared for the cane landing on her bottom. It was like she had been electrocuted as her body went rigid and it was a few seconds before she screamed. Her hands reached up and she held my head at the same time as turning her own head to rest on my chest. The scream was followed by,

"Fuck."

Her body did settle a bit with the exception of her hips which moved almost unperceptively. The movement crushed her clit against the base of my erection. I found her hands around my head as if to give her permission to use me as she was. It was confirmed that Stan had noticed her gentle thrusting as he said,

"Take every ounce of pleasure you can before the cane strikes again."

"Thank you Master, thank you Daddy."

He waited until her thrusting seemed to change in nature. I could feel her breathing also change as she buried her face in my chest. This all changed as he struck again. After a brief pause her hips started thrusting even quicker. Her pussy was so wet and warm it was almost like making love as her pussy slipped up and down my rock-hard cock. The third time the cane landed changed very little, except her body seemed to be accepting the pain more easily.

Stan's hand traced one of the three stripes before pushing past her anus and down to my balls. I thought he was going to punish me in some way, but instead he eased her body up mine, took hold of my erection and said,

"Slide into her, she is so ready for your cock. Keep perfectly still as I cane her, unless you want me to cane your balls. Phie, you can fuck him as hard as you like. I am going to cane you gently if you fuck him gently and hard if you fuck him hard. It is simply your choice."

Initially, Sophie hardly moved and the caning was no more than taps with the cane. I was delighted as her tight, warm, wet pussy felt perfect. As the gentle taps became firmer, she tightened her pussy each time they landed, and there was a danger that she would milk my excited balls. I was happy to stay still as, if I had moved much, I would have been in danger of losing control. The caning did increase in force and Sophie's response increased with it, or was it the other way round? Her reactions didn't go unnoticed by Stan whose response was,

"The last six will be the hardest yet. You can fuck him as hard as you like, you can orgasm if you are able to, but you will receive the last half dozen whatever you do or don't do. Ben, you do not have permission to empty your balls into my wife's pussy."

Sophie didn't wait for the caning to recommence but set about fucking herself with my cock. He didn't miss this and brought the cane down with plenty of force. He didn't delay in striking again and she shrieked again. Her fucking, as was his caning, was now frenetic. It wasn't a case of whether she would climax, but only when.