Sixty-year-old Karen Lister and fifty-seven-year-old Louise Mitchell had met on a coaching holiday to Scotland and after swiftly establishing that they both had a preference for the female body, they spent the evenings and nights of their holiday making love.

Their homes were about forty miles apart and it was arranged that Louise would drive to Karen's house the day after they returned from holiday so that they could spend the weekend together.

As Louise drove towards her new lover's house she thought back over the sex that they had had and her knickers were getting damp. She also recalled that Karen had mentioned that she possessed a cane and had told her that she liked to feel it across her buttocks and had asked Louise about her experience with being caned. Louise had been caned at school some forty years previously and although she did not enjoy the caning itself she remembered feeling very turned on a couple of hours later.

Karen was really looking forward to the arrival of her new playmate and was longing to feel, taste and smell her.

The journey had only taken about an hour and Louise pulled up in Karen's drive and the older woman eagerly rushed out of her house to greet her. The greeting consisted of tongue in mouth kissing and some groping because although it was less than twenty-four hours since they had last seen each other it was more than a day and a half since any sexual contact.

"Oh I have missed you," said Karen.

"I have missed you too but we are together now," replied Louse and the two kissed again.

Louise took a small suitcase containing a change of clothing from her car and giggled, "Most of my knickers are in the wash but I figured I would not be wearing them much this weekend."

"You certainly will not be. In fact, I do not have any on now," replied Karen and Louise's eyes went to the front of her lover's tight trousers and she could just detect a camel toe.

"You are a naughty girl, Karen," chuckled Louise.

"Yes, I should be caned," came the reply as Karen flashed her eyes.

"Yeah, I have been thinking about your cane on the way here."

"Have you been thinking about feeling it across your arse too?" asked her hostess.

"Well yes, I have been considering that possibility."

"The caning can wait, I want to get my tongue in your cunt," announced Karen.

So the two middle-aged women kissed their way up the stairs and were soon removing each other's clothing during the course of which, it was confirmed that Karen indeed was not wearing knickers.

The two naked women writhed on the bed each with their tongue lapping at the other's juices and both of them came to shuddering orgasms. They then gently kissed whilst caressing breasts and buttocks.

They spent most of the night making love and the lovemaking included Karen shafting Louise from behind with her strap on.

They remained naked the next morning and Karen once brought Louise to orgasm with the younger of the two bent over a table and Karen licking in and around her anus.

It got to mid-afternoon and Karen said, "Do you fancy a few strokes of the cane?".

"Ha, I was thinking that you might have forgotten about that."

"I want you to cane me, but you do not have to feel it if you do not want to."

"No, it is ok, not too many strokes though."

So Karen, with Louise's eyes on her large arse, went to fetch her cane.

Louise's mind went back forty years to being in her headmistress's study when Karen returned cane in hand. But one notable difference was that the headmistress had not been naked, or her lover.

"Right young lady, bend over the back of the settee."

Louise was still not convinced that she wanted this but she put her gorgeous backside at Karen's mercy. Both women were turned on but they had been since Louise's arrival.

Karen tapped the cane against her cheeks before THWACK! the first stroke landed. It took a moment for the feeling to sink in before Louise groaned.

THWACK! THWACK!

Karen delivered two rapid strokes and Louise gasped and twisted.

"Fuck Karen, that hurts," she breathed.

"Enough or do you want more?" asked Karen, the cane quivering in her hand.

"A couple more maybe but..."

THWACK!

Louise's reply was cut short by a fourth stroke and then THWACK! THWACK! two more. Louise ooohed and ahhed and swayed her arse that now had six red lines on it.

"It's all over sweetheart," said Karen softly and a red-faced and tearful Louise struggled up and put her hands to her caned backside.

"I want you to give me twelve later," said Karen.

Louise was not going to be doing any sitting down anytime soon but she was arse in the air as she ate Karen's pussy.

Later that evening Karen was bent over the back of a chair in the bedroom.

"I want you to give me twelve as hard as you can," she instructed.

Louise had never handled a cane before but the tingling in her arse from a few hours earlier was now producing a tingling in her cunt.

She lined the cane up and drew it back and, THWACK! 

"Harder," said Karen.

Louise put more effort into the second stroke. THWACK!

"Ummm, harder," was the response.

More effort still and a third THWACK!

"Yes, yes... that's it."

Louise felt pleased with herself as she looking at the three red lines forming on her lover's buttocks.

THWACK!

"Ooooh yes Lou, more like that."

THWACK!

THWACK!

Louise delivered stroke after stroke as Karen swayed her arse.

THWACK! THWACK!

Karen had not felt the cane for a while but she was certainly feeling it now.

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!

Louise was mesmerised by the pattern that she was creating on the sixty-year-old's arse and was unsure how many strokes she had landed but decided that it was probably eleven.

THWACK!

That one really slashed down and Karen bucked and twisted and made animalistic noises.

"Sorry Karen, did I hit you too hard?" she asked with concern.

She got her answer when the red-faced Karen pushed herself off the chair and locked her lips on Louise's.

"No, that was fucking perfect."

The two women, now both with cane marked backsides, crashed on the bed and fingered each other to orgasm. More lovemaking ensued that night and throughout the next day before Louise had to leave to travel home with a return to her work the following day.

They had only met about a week previously but seemed to have been fucking each other ever since.

With both not long out of lengthy relationships, they were not yet committing long term but they had certainly established that they were compatible in bed.

There was every chance that Karen's bed and very likely her cane, would be used again.