I had not heard from Barb since we broke up 5 years ago. I had moved, she decided not to move with me, and the long distance relationship didn't work for either of us. Barb called a few weeks before a trip that I had planned back in town. We agreed to meet for lunch while I was in town.
At lunch, we talked about what we had been up to; family, work, and friends.
Dan stood silently in the corner. He was naked, and his bottom was bright red from his recent across-the-lap hairbrush paddling from his girlfriend Stasia.
His punishment would be finished if it weren't for the fact that he had ejaculated when he was being spanked. He squirted his spunk on Stasia's legs and ankles, as well as on the carpet beneath him. The way he twisted and squirmed when he spurted embarrassed him now, although he felt no shame at the time when the intense feeling of his orgasm overcame him.
It's only 6 p.m. and the Hart building is quiet as church. The summer recess doesn't start for another day but it seems like the whole place decided to take an early weekend. Senator Aldridge is the last name on my list. I want to go home too.
I knock three times on the door to his suite. It's open but there's no one to be found. I tentatively peek my head inside.
She stroked her cock with one hand and watched him, watched the combination of fear and desire stutter across his face. He was a good looking man, married, mid-thirties, a little paunchy but nice definition through his chest and shoulders. His hair was close-cropped and brown. His eyes were brown, too. He had a delicious ass, and a serviceable, if not impressive penis. She wondered, as she always did, what brought him to her feet.
Author's Note: This story includes a number of BDSM/Fetish themes but no conventional sex. If you are seeking the latter, please look elsewhere. The story is set in England. Thus, the words used are British English, not those of any other part of the English speaking world. I hope this does not cause confusion.
I am an 18 year-old orphan boy. I have never met my step-mum, but I am sure I will soon.
Realizing he was ready to take that step from anonymous man typing with an erection to an adult "boy" offering himself for another's direction, another's enjoyment, he was filled with a trembling apprehension -- and uncontrollable desire. Hearing her voice on the phone saying "Come to me now," he knew a new venture was about to commence, a new part of him was about to be unveiled and explored.
He had recently discovered a new measure of stimulation by way of his new home computer and on-line surfing; he came eventually to know that this was not merely "