Husband and wife Phil and Sarah Crowther, both aged in their early sixties, had found that their sex life had diminished to close to nothing in recent years except when it got sparked in a certain way. The spark was discovered by accident when Sarah had confessed to getting fucked by a young man at a party and Phil had dragged her over his knee, bared her arse, and gave her a long and hard spanking. The spanking turned them both on hugely and Phil promptly fucked Sarah over the back of the sofa.

That incident had been just over three years previously and after it, their sex life went back to almost nothingness. Sarah then announced that she was going to a local pub on a night that was well known for mature women getting picked up by young men.

Sarah had sex with a young man that night and on her return home, having told Phil about it, she got her bare bottom belted before they had another great fuck.

Things continued with Sarah going to the same pub at intervals of three to four months and on her return home and her describing any sexual activity with young men, she got a sore arse and a fucking from Phil. The sore arse was now sometimes caused by a cane that they had purchased off the internet.

Most recently, Sarah had had a Thursday evening visit to The Rose And Crown and had met a youth, who turned out to be seventeen, named Simon and Sarah had gone back to his house, with his parents being away, and had sensational fucking.

On her return home to Phil, she got her arse caned before Phil gave her an almost as sensational seeing to. Sarah then asked Phil if he would be interested in actually watching her get a fucking rather than just being told about it.

Sarah very much wanted to have young Simon between her legs again and, after a period of time, Phil said that he thought that he would like to witness his wife getting shafted by the teenage stud. Sarah had gotten Simon's mobile number so she rang him and asked if he would be up to fucking her with her husband watching.

Simon was very unsure but agreed in principle because he certainly wanted to get his penis into Sarah again. No date was set at that stage but Sarah told Simon that she would get back to him. Sarah had explained that her excursions with young men culminated in her getting her arse whipped and then a fucking from her husband.

Phil and Sarah talked again about having Simon fuck Sarah with Phil watching and as it was now coming up to three months since Sarah's last Thursday visit to the pub and the caning that followed, they decided to try to fix a date.

"Hi, Simon, are you still up for fucking me with my husband watching?" Sarah asked when the young man answered his mobile.

"I am longing to fuck you again and if your husband wants to watch, then yeah," replied the youth.

"We were thinking of soon, is next Thursday any good for you?" asked Sarah.

"Yeah, that is good because I am on half-term from school then," said Simon.

"School? Shit! I did not know that you were still at school," said a surprised Sarah.

"Yeah, the sixth form, does it matter?" responded Simon.

"No, no, it makes it even more exciting being fucked by a schoolboy," said Sarah, as the news sunk in.

"So yes, next Thursday is fine with me, do I meet you at the pub?" said Simon.

"Yeah, my husband and I have talked about it and we think it best that you and I meet at the pub then I bring you back to our house to fuck," answered Sarah.

"And your husband will just watch?" asked a still not entirely convinced Simon.

"Yes, he will not join in or touch you or anything. We will see how it goes but he will probably give me a good hiding after we are done and then he will fuck me, it will be up to you whether you watch that or not," explained Sarah.

"Not sure, um, I might watch you get the hiding but not sure about watching you and him, you know..." said Simon.

"Yeah, I understand. I just thought, as you will not have school on Friday, how about you staying the night here?" suggested Sarah.

"Yeah, might be fun. I will tell my parents that I am staying with friends," said Simon, calculating that he might get to fuck Sarah more than once.

The conversation with Simon was on a Friday so it was fixed that he and Sarah would meet at The Rose And Crown the following Thursday as a prelude to what promised to be a very interesting night.

It was Thursday and Sarah was getting ready to go out. "We will probably stay at the pub for a while, you know," said Sarah to Phil, who was still not absolutely sure that he wanted to see his wife getting fucked by a youth about forty-five years younger than both of them.

"Will you?" replied Phil, not sure if he expected that or not.

"Yeah, probably have some nice slow dances and snog while he feels my arse and I feel his hard cock pressing against me," said Sarah, her eyes alive with the thought.

Phil said nothing. "I am so looking forward to having his hard young cock in my cunt again," continued Sarah.

"You will get your arse tanned before you go out if you are not careful," said Phil, and he and Sarah looked at each other thinking that that was not such a bad idea.

Neither spoke but they read each other's thoughts. Sarah was wearing knickers but had not yet put her skirt on. Phil sat on a chair as Sarah removed her knickers. "Just enough to make me tingle, okay?" said Sarah, as she lay over her husband's lap.

Phil did not answer but he spanked Sarah very hard and very fast, certainly making her tingle. It was nothing like the rage spanking that he gave her three years previously but she was pouting and rubbing her sore buttocks when she got off his lap. "Fuck, that fucking hurt," said Sarah, but her cunt was throbbing as much as her arse.

She saw that Phil had a sizeable bulge in his trousers. "Would you like me to cure that?" asked Sarah, still rubbing her spanked behind.

"No, better leave it because it will go down soon and I will need to be hard later, won't I?" replied Phil, thinking that he might not get hard later if his erection was eased now.

Sarah had a look at her spanked arse in the mirror and then put her knickers on and then a skirt. Although she did not drink alcohol on these Thursday nights, she did normally use a taxi but as she was bringing Simon back to the house, she drove. She fidgeted in the driving seat of the car on the way to the pub because the spanking had been more severe than she had expected.

Sarah got to the pub and ordered herself an orange juice. The pub was not yet very busy but there were a few mature women and a few young men, all hopeful of connecting with somebody on this 'grab a granny' night. Sarah, momentarily forgetting about her recently spanked arse, sat down but was reminded of it when her backside made contact with the chair and she squirmed.

There was no sign of Simon yet and Sarah looked up every time there was a new arrival in the pub; it was getting busier and she twice politely declined offers of dances from a couple of rather good-looking young men. She was beginning to think that Simon had chickened out and she got her mobile out and was about to text him when she became aware of a presence next to her.

"Excuse me, would you like to dance?" said the young man standing beside her, and Sarah's face lit up on seeing the youth that she had not seen for weeks.

"Well, I was waiting for someone, but you will do," teased Sarah, getting up and planting a kiss on Simon's lips.

"I have missed you so much," said Simon, as they moved to the dance floor.

"I have missed you too, baby," said Sarah, as they started smooching.

Sarah smiled to herself as she felt Simon's cock hardening against her but as his hands slid down her back and gripped her buttocks, she gave a different reaction. "Ouch!" said Sarah as the young man cupped her arse cheeks.

"Sorry, didn't mean to hurt you," apologised Simon.

"Not your fault, baby, Phil gave me a good spanking before I came out," explained Sarah.

"Oh, I thought that was later," said Simon.

"I expect more than a spanking after you and I have fucked," giggled Sarah, wondering if it would be belt or cane.

Simon's cock was at full size now as their bodies pressed together and they kissed again.

At the end of the dance they went and sat down but Sarah flinched when her bottom made contact with the chair and both she and Simon smiled.

"Just to make sure you understand, when we get back to my house you and I will make out with Phil watching, okay?" said Sarah.

"Yeah, okay, but it still seems a bit weird to me," replied Simon.

"Then the plan is that Phil will give me an arse whipping and then give me a fucking," continued Sarah.

"Yeah, not sure if I am up for watching that," said Simon.

"It will be up to you, see what you think when it happens. Your bedroom tonight will be in a spare room, it will not be three in a bed," laughed Sarah.

"I did wonder about that, it is good to know," replied Simon.

"Now my spanked arse is tingling like hell on this chair, so let's dance," said Sarah, pleased to get her bottom off the chair.

This time, although Simon's hands went to Sarah's backside, he only touched her gently.

During the dance, Sarah turned her back on Simon and ground her arse against his crotch as he groped her tits; they were both hugely turned on. Sarah was wanting Simon's cock between her legs and he was anxious to put it there but Sarah decided not to go home just yet.

Several mature women seemed to have paired off with young men and it looked like there was going to be a lot of fucking done by customers of The Rose And Crown later that evening. Certainly, Mrs Sarah Crowther had plenty of fucking expected in the immediate future.

They sat and chatted for a while, although Sarah was still rather fidgety in her chair, and they laughed a lot, touched feet and held hands. They looked at one couple on the dance floor and the woman, who must have been about sixty, had gotten a young man's trouser zip undone and was caressing his bulging cock through his boxers. "He is going to be cumming at any moment judging by the expression on his face," said Sarah, and seconds later the reaction of both the youth and the woman suggested that he was cumming in his boxers.

The young man looked embarrassed, not so much because he was cumming in his underwear but more because other people were aware of it. "That is a waste of spunk," said Simon, philosophically.

"Yeah, I know where your spunk will be going later," said Sarah, wriggling in her chair because of her still tingling arse and her increasingly tingling pussy.

The young man with cum filled boxers and the mature lady left, presumably to get his boxers off somewhere. "One more dance and then we go start our fun, okay?" said Sarah.

"Whenever you want, you sexy bitch," replied Simon, who had fucked a few women since he and Sarah were previously together but he had never stopped wanting her.

They had a slow dance and ended it with a snog. "Mmmm, let's go fuck," said Sarah, when the kissing ceased.

They went out of the pub to Sarah's car and had another kiss against it before they got in. Sarah hitched up her short skirt once she was in the driver's seat exposing her quite thick thighs, Simon put his right hand on her left thigh and moved his hand to touch Sarah's knickers gusset, which he was not surprised to find was very damp.

"Let's go and take you to meet my husband," said Sarah, gently removing Simon's hand from between her legs.

The drive did not take long and then Sarah let Simon into the house. They had a snog once they were just inside and stopped to find that Phil was standing there.

"Phil, this is Simon; Simon, Phil," Sarah giggled as she did the introductions.

Neither male moved for a moment until Phil sort of grunted and held his hand out and Simon, silently, shook it.

"Well, now that we are all friends, Simon and I are going to have some foreplay," laughed Sarah, planting a long kiss on the seventeen-year-old's lips.

Sarah found it easy to ignore Phil's presence but Simon found it much more difficult as Sarah undid his trousers and reached inside his boxers for his erection. Simon froze as Sarah lowered his boxers a bit and started slowly wanking his rock-hard cock with Phil only feet away.

"It's okay, baby," said Sarah to Simon as she dropped to her knees and took his rod into her mouth. Simon glanced at Phil, half-expecting to be punched in the face or something but, as nothing happened, he relaxed a bit and put his hands on Sarah's head as she sucked his tool.

Sarah stopped cock sucking and stood up and she and Simon kissed and then Simon, gaining in confidence, undid her blouse. He then unzipped her skirt and with a push from him and a wiggle of Sarah's hips, the skirt dropped to the floor.

Simon then fingered the wet patch in Sarah's knickers. "Oh fuck," breathed Sarah, as the youth's fingers teased her cunt.

Sarah undid and removed Simon's shirt and the watching Phil was rapidly getting hard in his trousers. Sarah's blouse was off and then her bra undone and off and Simon handled her tits. Simon's trousers and boxers were still at thigh level but Sarah now dragged them down and Simon stepped out of them, making him now naked and Sarah just having knickers on.

Sarah took off her knickers. "Let's go to bed, baby," she said and brushed past Simon and led the way up the stairs. Simon's eyes went to Sarah's buttocks that still showed evidence of her spanking earlier that evening. Phil followed the naked couple up the stairs.

"Her arse will be a lot redder than that later," warned Phil, feeling strange finding himself looking at a teenage male's bare bottom as Simon and Sarah climbed the stairs.

Phil's penis was stiff in his trousers and he was wondering whether to take his clothes off or not.

"That will be your room later," said Sarah, indicating the spare bedroom to Simon, "But we fuck in here," she added, leading him into the main bedroom. Phil, self-consciously, followed them in.

Sarah and Simon faced each other, caressed chests and tits and then kissed. Simon's hands went to Sarah's bare bottom as his erection pressed against her. Phil pulled up a chair and sat down, still unsure as to whether to take his trousers off to give his hard cock more room.

Sarah sank to the bed, bringing Simon with her. She had his cock in her hand and guided it to her pussy lips. "Fuck me, big boy," Sarah breathed and Phil shuffled uncomfortably on his chair.

Simon and Sarah both sighed as Simon's penis entered her and they adjusted position slightly as he went deeper, then they started to slowly fuck. Phil lifted his bum off the chair and undid and lowered his trousers slightly; he flipped the top of his underpants clear of his erection so his cock was exposed as he watched the starting of his wife and a teenage boy having a fuck.

Phil was fighting the urge to wank as he watched the couple on the bed moving in unison as the young man fucked the mature woman.

Simon was shafting Sarah very slowly and both he and she were sighing in pleasure. Simon had now put Phil's presence from his mind as he made love to the sexy mature woman beneath him. "Oh baby, oh baby," murmured Sarah, before she and Simon kissed, their bodies moving in tandem.

Sarah was being taken towards orgasm and Simon sensed it so he kept the pace constant. "Yes, yes, fuck," said Sarah, quite loudly, as she came. Phil was mesmerised.

Having made her cum, Simon increased the speed of his thrusts and he soon had her cumming again. "Shit, yeah, oh fuck, shit," shouted Sarah, much louder than her first orgasm.

"From behind, let me fuck you from behind," panted Simon and they changed positions so that they were facing the direction in which Phil was seated. Sarah silently opened her mouth wide as Simon slid back into her from behind. Simon saw Phil sitting there with an erect cock and a stunned look on his face. Simon was momentarily put off his stroke but was soon fucking Sarah hard and fast from behind.

The fucking went on and on and Sarah literally screamed her next orgasm. Simon was getting close. "I am going to cum, Sarah, I am going to cum," he warned although there was not much doubt where he was going to cum.

"Yes, big boy, fill me with spunk," panted Sarah and, after a few rapid thrusts, Simon spurted into her cunt. Phil found himself fascinated by the expressions on the faces of his wife and her young lover. He was thinking that he should be outraged, but he wasn't.

It then dawned on Phil that soon he would be a player rather than a spectator but he gave Sarah and Simon time to settle down before he moved things to the next stage.

"You slut, you fucking slut, you will get your arse whipped," shouted Phil, getting up from the chair and taking a leather belt from the wardrobe.

Although he knew this was going to happen, Simon was still a bit stunned and unsure what he should do or even what he wanted to do.

"Bend over the end of the bed, bitch," ordered Phil and Sarah complied, giving a weak smile to Simon, who was still on the bed.

"Um, um, I will go, um..." said Simon, realising that his being there was not essential as he scrambled off the bed and left the room.

Simon had not reached the spare bedroom when a loud CRACK sounded from the bedroom as the first lash of the belt landed on Sarah's backside. Simon stood in the other bedroom as CRACK after CRACK resonated from the main bedroom as the flogging continued.

Simon had been subconsciously counting the lashes and fourteen had been delivered when he found himself drawn back to the doorway of the main bedroom. He got there in time to see and hear the fifteenth stroke impact on Sarah's now very red bottom. Phil was wild-eyed and his penis rigid. Sarah was shuddering, probably sobbing, but not crying out.

Simon saw and heard three more strokes delivered before Phil threw the belt to the floor and gave Sarah an order."Get on the bed and spread your legs," Phil instructed. A red-arsed Sarah scrambled up and as she got on the bed her eyes met Simon's. Sarah was very red-faced and she had tears in her eyes but she blew Simon a kiss as she got on her back and opened her legs wide.

Phil was on the bed in between Sarah's legs and as his cock approached her cunt, Simon decided that he had no wish to watch the next stage.

Phil slid his cock into Sarah's recently fucked cunt and started thrusting fast. Phil had been erect since Sarah and Simon had started removing their clothes downstairs so he was more than ready for this fuck. Phil slammed hard and fast and made his wife orgasm before he came inside her. Simon had heard the sound of sex from the room to which he had returned.

A little later, Sarah went to make sure that the house guest was alright although she walked unsteadily after the fucking and arse whipping. "I wish I could spend the night with you but I better be with Phil," the naked Sarah explained from the doorway.

Simon, also naked, was seated on the bed. "I wish you could too," replied Simon, feeling strangely subdued.

"I will see you in the morning, baby, okay?" said Sarah, with a glint that suggested more sex in the morning for Simon.

Simon looked at the departing buttocks, streaked with red marks from the belting.

There was no chance of Phil performing sexually again that night and Sarah lay for a while thinking about going to Simon. In fact, with Phil now snoring, she decided to do so.

She carefully got out of bed and left the bedroom. She did not close the door because doing so might wake Phil. The door to Simon's room was partially closed and the light was off so Sarah entered, and very quietly closed the door. "You awake?" she said into the darkness.

"Um, yeah," replied Simon, who had dozed but not properly slept.

"Put the bedside lamp on, baby," said Sarah and Simon did so to see the naked mature woman standing beside his bed.

"What about your husband?" asked Simon.

"Fast asleep, but I am not," replied Sarah, pulling the bedclothes off Simon to find that his penis, although not fully hard, lay impressively on his hip.

"Mmmm," said Sarah, taking Simon's cock in her hand and then her mouth.

Still sucking his penis, Sarah got onto the bed and swung her left leg over Simon and lowered her cunt onto his face.

Although Simon had licked a few mature cunts, he had never had a sixty-nine but he was about to have one now.

Sarah rode Simon's face as she played his erection with her mouth; Simon explored Sarah's cunt with his tongue.

They continued pleasuring each other and Simon's tongue kept flicking Sarah's clit. She ground herself onto his mouth and as he lapped at her cunt she came on his face.

If she had kept sucking, Simon would have ejaculated soon but Sarah wanted that erection back inside her so she lifted herself off Simon's cum soaked face and, having taken her mouth off his cock, swung around and hovered with her wet cunt lips touching the tip of Simon's penis.

Sarah smiled a wicked smile as she lowered herself and she then "Ohed" as her cunt took Simon's erection in.

Sarah commenced bouncing and gyrating and Simon reached for her swaying tits. "Fuck, shit," shouted Sarah as she came, not thinking that her yell might wake her husband.

Phil stirred and put his arm out in bed to find the other side of the bed unoccupied. He put on the light to see that the time was about three in the morning; there were sounds coming from the spare bedroom. Phil got out of bed.

Sarah came a second time and Simon started shooting spunk into her as the bedroom door swung open.

"You can't get enough, can you, you slut?" said a not fully awake Phil, as Simon finished ejaculating into Sarah.

Phil dragged his naked wife off the youth that she had been riding, leaving a trail of cum on Simon's thighs.

Phil grabbed a chair with his spare hand and pulled Sarah over his knee and, much as the first time three years before, started spanking her bare arse hard and fast. Only seconds before, Sarah and Simon were both climaxing but now she was over her husband's knee getting her already sore arse spanked hard.

Phil gave her a very long spanking, and her behind would be feeling that and the earlier belting for a very long time.

Simon watched this event, wondering if he was dreaming.

When Phil decided that Sarah had had sufficient arse warming, he hustled her back into their bedroom and, having found that catching his wife fucking and giving her a sound spanking had aroused him, gave her another fucking. One that she happily took.

Phil and Sarah had had sex together twice in one night probably for the first time in about twenty years.

Since the last evening, Sarah had had two spankings and a belting plus a lot of fucking. Her arse was very well beaten and her cunt was very well fucked.

It was about nine in the morning before any of the three started to stir. Sarah went to see Simon. "That was quite a night, wasn't it?" said Sarah, trying to sit on Simon's bed but instantly jumping up when her sore backside made contact.

"Yes, it was," agreed Simon.

"Phil says that I can't fuck you again now but he did say that I could give you a wank, if you wanted," smiled Sarah.

"Um, yes, please, that would be good," said Simon.

Sarah took Simon's cock in her hand and soon had it fully erect. "Can you turn your arse this way, so that I can play with it?" requested Simon.

"Ha, kinky," laughed Sarah as she turned her ample backside towards the young man.

Sarah's bottom was showing plenty of evidence of the punishment that it had taken and she flinched when Simon's hand touched it but soon he was gently caressing Sarah's arse as she slowly wanked his cock. Sarah thought to herself that Phil had not said that she could not have her arse played with, so it was probably alright.

Simon started playing with her arse crack and then Sarah opened her legs and Simon put his other hand through the gap and teased her cunt. Sarah tensed at this unexpected pleasure and she continued slowly wanking Simon.

With the fingers of one of Simon's hands sliding up and down her arse crack and fingers of his other hand working her cunt, Sarah was going to be cumming soon. She speeded up the wanking of Simon's cock and she was getting the youth close to ejaculation.

As it happened, Sarah clenched her cunt on Simon's fingers as she started to cum at the same time as spunk shot high in the air from Simon's pulsing penis. They both giggled when they had finished cumming. "Good morning, Simon," laughed Sarah.

"Good morning, Sarah," responded Simon.

Sarah returned to Phil to say that she had wanked Simon and that he had fingered her to orgasm. "Hope that was alright," said Sarah and got a grunt from Phil in response.

They all had a shower and they had breakfast, with Sarah standing.

Phil, who was not working that day, agreed to drop Simon at home as Sarah was not wanting to sit down anywhere.

It was agreed that the evening and night had lived up to hopes and expectations and further agreed that one night in the future, Simon might fuck Mrs Crowther with Mr Crowther watching.