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New Erotic Story Part Three [I Like Erotic Stories]

The following story is for adults only and should not be read by or shown to anyone under eighteen. All characters in my stories are over eighteen and above the age of consent. Unlike most of my stories this one is definitely not all F/F


I'm not sure yet how many parts but probably several (unless you get bored reading rubbish)


Part Three



Ben braced himself as he knew what was going to happen next. He didn't even complain he just whimpered as the older man forced his cock past his sphincter and pushed deep inside his arse.


Ben was sandwiched with Mrs Cane fucking him from below and Mr Cane from behind.


'Oh Ben this is so sexy. Make me cum. I'm nearly there. Oh fuck yessss!'


Ben could feel his balls churning but fought not to cum too early. He was fighting a losing battle especially when Mrs Cane leaned in and gently nipped his nipples with her teeth.


'Oh God please don't. I'll cum if you keep doing that,'


'Well if you cum I hope you can keep it hard. We've a lot of fucking to do this morning.


Soon being plundered at both ends took its toll and Ben cried out as he exploded inside Mrs Cane.


She grabbed his head and kissed him deep on the lips which helped maintain his erection.


They fucked non-stop for another twenty minutes with Mrs Cane cumming another twice.


Ben could feel his cock twitching.


'Oh fuck. Here it comes. Oh fuck I'm cumming again.'


Mrs Cane bucked her hips and her pussy milked the young boy of his seed but neither of the mature couple let up fucking him.


'I...I can't go any longer. I'm fully spent,' Ben cried.


'Nonsense, there's another cum in you. Here we'll show you!'


Mrs Cane moved her hand down to his balls and began to caress them. Mr Cane grabbed his hips and pounded him harder.


Ben could feel his balls churning and as Mr Cane moaned and filled his bowels with spunk Mrs Cane dug her manicured nails hard into his scrotum causing him to cry out and deposit a third load into the older woman.


Mr Cane once again went into the bathroom and left his wife laying on the bed with their young friend.


'Well then. Wasn't that good?'


Ben looked at the large breasted well fucked woman and nodded in agreement.


'Mr Cane and I have had an idea. We'd like you to bring Hollie over for drinks one evening.'


'H..how? What would I tell her? He asked.


We'll accidentally bump into you both in the supermarket. Introduce us as Mr and Mrs Cane, old family friends and we'll invite you over. Make sure you accept and we'll do the rest. We thought probably Sunday evening so make sure you are both in the supermarket at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon.'


Ben sighed and agreed.


The next day found Ben and Hollie wandering around the supermarket picking up things for their dinner that evening.


'Do we have to spend all day here?' complained Hollie.


Ben was about to answer when he heard his name being called.


Hollie looked up to see an attractive older couple coming towards them. She thought the man was very handsome in a pair of khaki chinos and a white polo shirt. It was the woman that caused an intake of breath. She was wearing a black leather pencil skirt with a white silk blouse that showed off her magnificent breasts. Her black shiny shoes with three inch heels meant she towered above the girl.


It was Mrs Cane who spoke first.


'Hello Ben. Who is this lovely young lady you have with you?'


Ben made the introductions saying they were old family friends as agreed.


'Look you both must come over from drinks tomorrow evening if you're not doing anything.'


Ben was surprised when Hollie quickly replied saying that they would love to. It was confirmed that they would pick the young couple up at seven o'clock outside the supermarket.


Ben was terrified but equally excited at the thought of what would happen.


Sunday evening and Mr Cane picked up Ben and Hollie at the supermarket as planned. He complimented Hollie on her short white dress that came down to mid thigh. In gold strappy sandals she looked virginal. Hollie just blushed and thanked him.


When they arrived Mrs Cane was there to greet them. She was dressed in a wrap around knee length red silk dress with heels and stockings.


They all went into the lounge where Mr Cane poured wine while Mrs Cane made conversation with the young pair.


After a couple of glasses of wine and talk of Hollie's college course she was feeling quite mellow and more confident.


'You really have a lovely home,' she said.


'Thank you,' replied Mrs Cane. 'Why don't you give Hollie the grand tour and I'll stay and entertain Ben.'


Off Mr Cane and Hollie went for a tour of the house.


'Come on Ben, let's go to the television room. There's something I'd like you to see.


The television room was a room without windows. It had a fifty two inch television mounted on a wall opposite a four seater leather sofa. In front of that was a coffee table.


Mrs Cane sat beside Ben and undid the belt on her dress to expose her black silk bra and black hold up stockings.


'I..I don't think we should do this Mrs Cane. Mr Cane and Hollie could come back any second.'


'Oh I wouldn't worry about them,' she said, working his trousers down and stroking his cock.


When he was hard she took hold of the remote and pressed the on button.


Ben gasped at what he saw.


His girlfriend was bent over the side of the bed, the very same bed on which he'd been fucked recently, with her white knickers around one ankle and Mr Cane fucking her from behind.


'Let's turn the sound up shall we?' the older woman asked.


'Oh God Mr Cane your cock is so thick. It hurts, Oh fuck I'm going to cum. Yes. Harder. I'm nearly there. Yesssss!'


Ben couldn't believe his eyes or his ears. He had never made her cum by fucking her.


'You can stop now Mr Cane I've cum. Mr Cane? Oh God you're still hard. Oh yes keep fucking me. So nice.'


Mrs Cane was slowly wanking Ben who was moaning along with his young girlfriend.


'Oh fuck. I'm going to cum again. What are you doing to me? Aarrgghh.'


'Does Ben fuck you like this?' asked Mr Cane.


'N..No!' panted Hollie. 'He cums really quickly then falls asleep.'


'Does he eat your pussy for you?'


'Not very often. He tried it a few nights ago but I didn't cum.'


'Mrs Cane loves to eat young girls' pussies. She would make you cum hard.'


'Oh fuck yes,' panted Hollie at the thought.


'She'd even fuck you to orgasm with her monster strap-on cock!'


'Oh shit. I'm cumming again'


'Do you like the idea of that then? He asked.


'Oh God yes. Yes pleasssseee!' she cried as she came one more time.


On hearing that Ben groaned and spurted all over Mrs Cane's hand.


'Well it looks like I'm going to be busy doesn't it? Now you get on your knees and get your mouth busy on my pussy. I need to cum.'


A few days later Ben rang Hollie to see if they could get together that afternoon.


'Sorry Ben, I can't today. I've been invited over for coffee at Mrs Cane's house. Oh here she is now. I have to rush. Talk to you soon.'


The phone went dead and Ben noticed he had another erection.


The silver Audi pulled up and stopped beside her as the window wound down.


'Hi, get in bitch' said Mrs Cane.


Hollie climbed into the car and settled in the plush leather passenger seat. She was wearing a tiny denim mini skirt and a white off the shoulder peasant blouse.


Her stomach lurched as she saw that Mrs Cane was wearing her black leather pencil skirt again. For some reason Hollie thought the older lady looked very sexy in that outfit. It was finished off by a shiny silver satin blouse. The perfume she wore was intoxicating.


'How nice to see you again Hollie. How have you been?'


Hollie couldn't tell her that she had thought about nothing else other than her and her husband, especially when he said about Mrs Cane loving to eat young girls' pussies. Hers throbbed as she spoke.


'I'm doing great thanks. Thank you so much for inviting me over for coffee.'


'Oh I'm sure the pleasure will be all mine!' said Mrs Cane in a sultry voice.


Hollie's pussy spasmed yet again.


Once they were in the house, Mrs Cane settled Hollie in the lounge room and went into the kitchen to get the drinks.


When she returned she had with her a bottle of chilled white wine and two glasses.


'I thought this might do the trick better than boring old coffee. Don't worry my husband will drive you home. He's playing golf at the moment but will be back later.'


Mrs Cane poured two glasses of wine and sat beside Hollie on the sofa.


'Cheers!' said Hollie.


'Bottoms up!' replied Mrs Cane with a smile.


They drank their wine and chatted about what they had been doing since they'd last met but mainly about Hollie and her course work. Mrs Cane topped up their glasses from time to time.


Then she put her glass on the coffee table in front of them and turned to Hollie.


'You really are a good girl, aren't you?'


Hollie paused, not knowing what to say.


Mrs Cane took away her glass and put it next to hers before turning back towards her again.


'You really are very cute,' she said as she leaned towards the girl and stroked her arm.


'Have you ever kissed a girl before?' Mrs Cane asked.


'N..no, never,' stuttered Hollie.


'So you've probably never kissed an experienced older woman either,' she said as she moved nearer to Hollie.


Hollie gazed into the older woman's eyes as she came forward, took hold of her at the back of her head and pulled her face to her own.


'Oh God!' moaned Hollie just before their lips touched and Mrs Cane kissed her long and sensually.


'That was nice.' said Mrs Cane as they broke apart slightly. 'Maybe I need to do that again.'


This time when they kissed Mrs Cane forced Hollie's mouth open with her tongue and slid it in.


Soon Hollie was reciprocating which gave Mrs Cane confidence to slide Hollie's top from her shoulders and pull it down until her breasts were bare. She started to fondle the young girl's small breasts making her moan into the older woman's mouth.


End of Part Three

 
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