Forty-three-year-old divorcee Sharon Potts and her eighteen-year-old son Trent were now lovers.

Although they had each fancied the other for some time, and had in recent times masturbated thinking of the other, it was only Trent's recently started fucking of fifty-year-old police sergeant Helen Ladbrooke that had led to Sharon and Trent sharing a bed.

Sharon and Helen had been lesbian lovers for a while, unbeknown to Trent, and it was Sharon's request to Helen to talk to Trent in her capacity as a policewoman that had brought Helen and Trent into sexual contact.

The talk between the policewoman and her friend's son was because Trent had been caught spraying graffiti. Helen pointed out that in some countries he might have got a caning on his bare bottom for that, Trent's response to Helen's remark and his apparent wanting to be caned led to Helen giving him nine strokes on his bare arse.

Policewoman and youth fucked after the caning, and had fucked a few times in the days that immediately followed.

Trent had also caned Helen, she liked giving and receiving canings, and then Sharon called on Helen one morning in the hope of having lesbian sex.

Sharon was shocked to find her son at Helen's house, and she ultimately gave Helen six strokes of the cane, but only after she had said that Trent could fuck Helen again after the caning and then return home for a discussion with his mother.

The mother and son discussion led to their mutual attraction boiling over, and them fucking.

It was decided that Sharon and Trent would purchase a cane, and one was chosen and ordered on the Internet.

Trent and Sharon had a phone conversation with Helen, during which it became obvious that there had been incestuous sex. It was agreed that Trent and Sharon would both continue to have sex with Helen, and a threesome was very likely.

Since their first fuck, Sharon and Trent had had two further nights of sexy fun together, after the second of those two Trent was very tired when he arrived for work at six in the morning at the fast-food outlet at which he worked part-time.

Whilst Trent was at work, two things happened. Firstly, the cane was delivered and secondly, Helen Ladbrooke called around to see Sharon.

Helen was actually on duty and in uniform, but she was longing to see Sharon or Trent, or both.

"Well hello to you, you sexy policewoman," said Sharon, greeting Helen at the door.

"Hello you horny slut, Mrs Potts, how are you?" replied Helen.

Sharon's answer was not verbal, she answered by putting her lips on Helen's, now that she was inside the house.

The two women kissed passionately, and each had their hands on the other's big arse in trousers.

"Trent is at work if you came here expecting a quick fuck with him," smiled Sharon.

"I would think that the poor boy is drained trying to keep you satisfied," said Helen.

"Ha, well we were fucking at three this morning, and he had to get up at five," answered Sharon.

"I hope that I can still get some time with him, and soon," said Helen.

"Yes, I will send him your way soon, but the three of us together would be fun," replied Sharon.

"Yes, that would be amazing," agreed Helen.

"Anyway, what are you here for sergeant Ladbrooke?" asked Sharon.

"I had supposed to be working, but I am so horny so I came to see what was on offer," said Helen.

"Only me, but how long do you have?" said Sharon.

"Time enough for a quick sixty-nine," replied Helen.

"To bed, sergeant Ladbrooke," said Sharon, leading the way upstairs.

"I love your arse in tight trousers," said Helen, following up the stairs.

"So does Trent, he likes it out of them too," laughed Sharon.

"So do I," said Helen.

The women would have liked to slowly remove the other's clothes, but as time was short, they each hurriedly got naked.

They got into a sixty-nine on the bed, with Helen on top, and their tongues very soon had the other woman cumming.

They licked each other to three climaxes each, but then Helen had to get back to what she had supposed to be doing. She had a quick wash and put her police uniform back on again.

Sharon was laying face down on the bed, and Helen kissed and caressed her buttocks and wished that she could get naked again and have more sex.

"Oh, the cane that Trent and I ordered arrived earlier," announced Sharon.

"Will it be put to use tonight?" asked Helen.

"Very likely, not sure which one of us will feel it first though," replied Sharon.

"I wish that I could be here too," said Helen.

"Why can't you? If you had supposed to be working now, you must be off later," said Sharon.

"Normally I could, but I am out with some people from work tonight," said Helen.

"Okay, just me and Trent then, see you soon sexy sergeant," chuckled Sharon.

"Yeah, give my love to your son," said Helen, leaving the bedroom to let herself out and go back to work.

Trent arrived home from work in the mid-afternoon, tired after a hard shift and not much sleep the night before.

"Hello my hunky son," said Sharon, giving Trent a long kiss.

"Hey mum, how has your day been?" replied Trent.

"Well, our mutual lover visited me," smiled Sharon.

"What, for sex?" asked Trent.

"Yeah, she had supposed to have been working but it was good to taste her again and have her licking me," replied Sharon.

"One day I want to watch you two do that," said Trent.

"And then join in, I hope," said Sharon.

"Yeah, definitely," replied Trent.

"Oh, and our cane arrived too," said Sharon.

"I am shattered mum, can we leave that until tomorrow?" said Trent.

"Yes, baby, of course, but won't you be able to give me a fucking tonight?" said Sharon.

"Oh yeah, I will be able to do that, but not at three in the morning again," laughed Trent.

"No, I understand; what time are you at work tomorrow?" asked Sharon.

"At nine in the morning, but I could do with a good sleep," said Trent.

"That is fine, we will go to bed nice and early, and we can fuck, and then get some sleep," said Sharon.

They went to bed before nine, to give them enough time for a reasonable amount of sex plus enough time to get a good sleep.

Trent had showered first and was lying naked on the bed, his impressive cock almost fully hard, when Sharon came out of the shower naked.

"I have not ridden you yet," said Sharon, seeing her son on his back. Their fucks so far had been with Trent on top, or from behind with Sharon's big arse in the air.

"Okay, you do the work," smiled Trent, as Sharon sat on the bed and got Trent fully erect with three strokes of her hand.

Sharon turned her arse to her son and lowered herself onto his erection in reverse cowgirl. She took all of his sizeable cock inside her before starting to move up and down slowly, before increasing her pace.

Trent was mesmerised watching his mother's backside rise and fall and seeing his stiff cock appear and disappear.

"Oh yes, oh yes," panted Sharon, as her orgasm approached.

"Yes, yes, yes," she announced the arrival of her first cum of the night.

Sharon rode Trent's prick with her arse towards him until she came again, and then rapidly changed position and re-inserted his cock into her to ride him facing him. Trent fondled Sharon's tits as she bounced.

Sharon came again, and then Trent took charge.

"On your back, I am going to give you a fucking," said Trent.

Sharon dismounted and lay on her back, Trent pushed his mother's knees towards her breasts and slid his rigid cock into her sticky cunt.

Trent thrust hard and fast, giving his mother a good seeing-to.

"Shit, fuck, fucking hell, oh Trent, fuck, fuck," shouted Sharon, as she had a shuddering orgasm.

Trent was close to ejaculation, and he continued fucking at top speed until his cock spurted streams of cum into his mother's cunt.

It took them a while to come down, but after Trent withdrew and Sharon put her legs down, they had a kiss and a cuddle. They then got some sleep, maybe the cane would be used the next day.

Helen, who was at home but working soon, phoned Sharon the next morning.

"Well, whose arse felt the cane first?" asked Helen.

"Neither of us, Trent was shattered and asked to leave it until today," replied Sharon.

"Oh so was he too shattered to give you a fucking?" asked Helen.

"Oh no, he gave me a great fuck, I rode him first and then he fucked me hard and fast," answered Sharon.

"I am missing having Trent's cock between my legs," said Helen.

"Well, if we use the cane today I think he and I will be busy afterwards, maybe he can come to you tomorrow night?" said Sharon.

"Yeah, I would like that, if he still wants to fuck me," said Helen.

"I am sure that he does, I will get him to text you when he gets home from work," said Sharon.

"I will be at work then, but it would be nice to hear from him; have fun with the cane," replied Helen.

"The idea of caning my son and having him cane me really turns me on," said Sharon.

"Maybe we can use a cane sometimes when the three of us get together?" said Helen.

"Yeah, that would be so raunchy," replied Sharon.

"Well, you two have fun with the cane today, I will look forward to getting a text from Trent," said Helen.

"The next time that you and I have sex I don't want it to be so rushed," said Sharon.

"Me neither, we will have to get together on my next day off," answered Helen.

The conversation wound down.

Sharon studied the cane and slashed it through the air a few times, as she imagined applying it to Trent's bare buttocks and imagined him lashing her big arse. She also imagined the fuck that they would no doubt have afterwards.

Trent came home from work and, after a snog, Sharon told him that Helen had phoned.

"Helen is wanting you to give her another fucking, I said that maybe you could go to her tomorrow night, I said you would text her," explained Sharon.

"Are you sure you don't mind me fucking her?" asked Trent.

"No, I don't mind; you do still want to fuck her, don't you?" responded Sharon.

"Yes I do, I could go and see her tomorrow unless she comes here," said Trent.

"She to come here for you, or both of us?" replied Sharon.

"I don't know, maybe I could fuck her and then you have her, we could just see what happens," said Trent.

"She is at work at the moment but you text her and we can sort something out when she can phone us," said Sharon.

Trent sent Helen a text, with his mother watching what he typed.

Hello sexy sergeant. I would love to give you another fucking, I could come to you tomorrow evening unless you want to cum here to us! Please phone us and will sort something out.

Trent was pleased with his spelling of come/cum, and Sharon laughed.

"So, are you up for using our cane tonight?" asked Sharon.

"Yes, I would like that; are we going to both feel it?" replied Trent.

"Yeah, I think that that would be so sexy, and the fucking afterwards should be sensational," replied his mother.

"Okay, but who canes who first?" asked Trent.

"We will toss a coin, if it comes down heads then you get it first, if it is tails then my arse feels it first," replied Sharon.

"That is fair enough; how many strokes?" said Trent.

"Um, shall we say just six, it will be enough to turn us on, but not excessive," said Sharon.

"Yes, that is fine with me," replied Trent.

"Just before we are ready for bed, okay?" said Sharon, her eyes showing her excitement.

"Fine," answered Trent.

They sat together during the evening, Sharon had placed the cane on the coffee table, not that either of them was going to forget what was going to happen.

"Shall we do the caning down here, or upstairs?" asked Sharon, late in the evening.

"Well, I think if we do the caning down here, the fucking will probably need to start down here too," replied Trent.

"Did you fuck Helen over that desk at her house after I caned her and left you?" asked Sharon.

"Not that time, we went to bed, but I fucked her over that desk after I caned her the night before, and after she caned me," replied Trent.

"We could fuck with me bent over the dining table, with us both having sore arses," said Sharon.

"So the canings will be done bent over the dining table?" said Trent.

"Yeah, and I think it would be extra sexy if we were both naked down below but still had clothes on up top," said Sharon.

"Yes, I think that fucking whilst partly clothed is hot," said Trent.

"So let's get bare down below and then toss a coin to see who gets caned first," said Sharon.

Trent removed his jeans and boxers and Sharon removed her trousers and knickers.

Not surprisingly, Trent was stiff and Sharon was wet.

Sharon purposely pointed her bare arse at her son as she leaned forward to get a coin from her purse, Trent could not resist fingering Sharon's arse crack.

"Oh baby, I love you doing that," said Sharon, holding the position.

They were both ready to fuck now, but there was some caning to do first.

"Right, heads you bend over first, tails I do," said Sharon, having somewhat reluctantly straightened up.

Sharon tossed the coin, and it came down heads.

"Bend over the dining table please, Trent Potts," said Sharon, picking up the cane. They were both so aroused.

Trent's cock was fully erect as he moved to the dining table to bend over for a caning from his mother.

Sharon bent the cane and then slashed it through the air. She smiled as Trent's buttocks clenched.

CRACK Sharon whipped the cane across her son's backside.

CRACK the second stroke soon followed.

Sharon landed six strokes on Trent's arse, she did not hold back and did not expect him to when it was her turn to receive.

Trent took the caning well, just some groaning and grunting.

"Stand up," said Sharon.

Trent slowly stood, he resisted the urge to rub his buttocks. There was a slight smirk on his face when he faced his mother, his penis was rigid. Sharon handed him the cane.

"Bend over the table please, Mrs Potts," said Trent, his voice a bit unsteady due to having received the caning, and his continued excitement.

Sharon bent over, she had an almost perfect arse in the eyes of her son, and now he was going to put cane marks on it.

CRACK, the first stroke impacted Sharon's bottom, and she let out a gasp.

When Trent had caned Helen, the strokes were a bit haphazard and many crossed each other, although the first six had been over her uniform trousers, the six that Trent applied to Sharon's arse were spaced out and left six distinct red lines.

Sharon was squirming and sobbing over the table, she longed to put her hands on her caned buttocks but remained in position for the fucking that she was longing for.

Trent was unsure whether he was expected to slide his cock straight in, although he was very much ready to do so.

"Give it to me, fuck me," said Sharon, widening her legs.

Trent lined his penis up with Sharon's very wet cunt, and slid in.

He gripped Sharon's hips and thrust hard and fast, Sharon came almost immediately.

"Fuck, yes, oh fuck, yes," the woman getting a fucking from her son shouted.

Trent fucked on and on, Sharon kept cumming, and her caned arse was adding to her arousal.

Just when Trent was thinking that he could fuck forever, he felt his spunk rising and there was no stopping it as he came and came and came in Sharon's vagina.

After a very intense ejaculation, Trent withdrew his sticky penis from Sharon's hot cunt. He staggered a bit and then realised how much his arse was stinging from the caning, it had not registered whilst he was fucking.

Trent put his hands on his buttocks as he looked at Sharon's caned arse.

Sharon slowly stood, and her hands went to her arse cheeks. She turned to face her son with a mixture of pain and pleasure on her face, with pleasure by far the dominant.

"Shit, that was quite an experience," said Sharon, rubbing her buttocks.

"It sure was," replied Trent, also cupping his arse cheeks.

"I am still fucking horny though," smiled Sharon.

"Me too, shall we go to bed?" said Trent.

"Yeah, let's do that, baby," said Sharon, her eyes twinkling in lust as well as from a tear or two.

They climbed the stairs, both limping a bit but both enjoying the feeling of having a recently caned arse, especially given who had done the caning.

They discarded their upper clothing and got onto the bed.

Trent was not fully hard yet, but the slow wanking that Sharon gave him as they kissed and swapped tongues, soon put that right.

Trent eased his cock into Sharon again, and their bodies moved in unison.

This copulation was much slower than the one downstairs had been, and Sharon's climaxes were less violent until Trent started thrusting faster and Sharon came hard, just before she took more jets of semen.

After cuddling for a while, they both showered and got some sleep, although getting comfortable was difficult for both of them.

They laughed in the morning as they stood next to each other looking over their shoulders at their cane-marked buttocks in the wardrobe mirror.

Trent had to go to work, his shift started at nine, and he knew that the plan was that he would be fucking Helen Ladbrooke later in the day. Whether the fucking was to be at Helen's house or the one shared by Sharon and Trent was still to be decided, as was Sharon's involvement, if any.

The two mature women and the well-endowed teen had exciting sexual futures ahead of them, sometimes enhanced by the application of a cane to a pair of buttocks.