Each private fucking chamber had a selection of canes for this very purpose and Madame Christina had a fine selection of the finest rattan caning rods...in her own chamber which she didn’t hesitate to use feely on her girl’s pretty arses.Now it was her turn to feel the kiss of the rod once again. Madame had been caned regularly as a younger whore and knew what it felt like to be caned most severely, but that was long ago.James loved to see a girl or woman writhe under the cane because he was. He followed her legs and saw her skirt was pushed up, above her waist and revealed her juicy, round arse. She was wearing her black, cum-stained thong which James thought he had hidden well. Shit, he thought. Then, he realised that there is no way she could have missed the huge amount of cum on them, and was still wearing them, which turned him on so much, he had a massive boner. He tucked it into his waistband and headed for the Kitchen.Upon entering the Kitchen, he saw that his mom was. I then lean over and start kissing you. As I kiss you, I let my hand wander onto your crotch feeling your hard cock throb. You moan into our kiss loving how my hand already feels.You want me to take your cock right there. I want you in the backseat so we can stretch out some. I stop kissing you and get into the backseat. You notice and join me, pulling your pants then your underwear off at the same time letting your hard cock spring free. You toss them into the front seat. You then sit back and. I really dont see myself dating another guy. Anyways, I love sexual things, situations, experiences, and especially erotic stories. I hope to write straight, gay, and bi stories about myself and my friends some true, others pure fantasy. I hope you enjoy them, please comment and add suggestions! Heres my first story about how I found out I was bi, based almost entirely on true fact. Enjoy! -biboy1213 — THE EXPERIMENT: It was sometime in 6th grade that I first met Ben. Its really kind of funny.