Angela, who was forty-four and divorced, was having a maternal chat with her son, Jake, her only son, who was nineteen. She had prepared herself for having this chat and specifically wore a sleeveless dress. It was the height of summer, and she had bare legs. She wasn’t trying to look sexy for her son, but knowing what she did know about what Jake looked at on his computer, she thought this was the right thing to wear for this conversation.  

Angela said, “You left your computer on when you went down to the shops, Jake. I happened to check your history and found that you had been searching the Internet for websites involving spanking.” 

Angela stopped for a moment to see whether Jake would say anything, but all he did was blush, wince, and look at the floor. 

Angela continued, “I also saw that you went onto sites where people submitted stories about spanking. The stories covered all types of sexual involvement, but you only looked at those dealing with spanking. In particular, they were invariably stories where an older woman, normally the mother, spanked her sons and daughters. I saw it quite specifically that it was an adults-only site, and no one in any of the stories was under sixteen. The spankings may have been about punishments, but they were aimed at sexual arousal.” 

Angela again stopped for a moment to see whether Jake would say anything, but he still didn’t, although was still blushing and certainly not looking at her. 

Angela fully understood why her son would be embarrassed, not just by being caught out looking at porn sites, but being caught out looking at spanking sites and specifically at stories, videos, and photos of older women spanking younger men.  

Angela continued, “On the sites where there were stories, readers were able to comment. I could see that you made comments on quite a number of stories, judging from the replies you got from the authors. The comment you seemed to make every time was that you wished it was your mother giving you a spanking.” 

Angela again stopped and looked at Jake. What didn’t surprise Angela was that while he was continuing to blush and look away from her, a very obvious bulge appeared in his trousers. That only increased her own resolve to press Jake further.  

Angela asked, “I’ve never spanked you, nor even threatened to. Has anybody else spanked you, Jake?” 

Angela saw Jake wince again, but at least he replied by saying, “No.” 

Angela then asked, “Do you know why you’ve got this fascination for being spanked?" 

This time, Jake just shrugged his shoulders, not rudely, but he was clearly struggling with the discussion. However, now that Angela knew that Jake had not been spanked by anyone but had this fascination with being spanked, she didn’t want him to take any risks that would be the case if he got to the point where he was desperate to know what it was like to be spanked. That was why Angela was having this very maternal discussion with her son. 

Angela explained, “I’m guessing that it must be very frustrating for you to fantasise about being spanked, possibly even picturing yourself being spanked, but not actually getting that experience. The reason I say this, is that when I have made your bed and changed the sheets, I have noticed stains on the sheet, as well as hardened areas of your pyjamas just where you would ejaculate. I am, therefore, guessing that you regularly masturbate thinking about yourself being spanked.” 

One funny thought that Angela did have was that, when Jake was being awkward, a bit like anyone else his age, she supposed, she had often thought how much easier it would have been to have given Jake a spanking rather than have a long-winded one-way discussion about his misbehaviour. Now, Angela wondered whether it was a one-sided discussion because Jake was spending his time imagining getting a spanking rather than having to listen to what his mum was saying. What was now certain, however, was that if she had spanked Jake all those times, then maybe there wouldn't have been the need for this so far one-sided discussion. 

What wasn't so funny, Angela thought, was how she could tell from the look on Jake’s face that she really had hit the nail on the head. She wasn’t surprised, given what Jake had been looking at on his computer. However, she also knew she would be making Jake uncomfortable, her being his mum and talking about a form of sex in this way. 

Wanting to move on, Angela reckoned she had built up the scenario enough and said to Jake, “Now we have had this discussion, rather than leave you without living out your fantasy, I think what is right for both of us is for me to give you a spanking right now. Not a light spanking that you will be able to deal with easily, but a proper spanking. That will mean you do live out your fantasy.” 

Again, Jake didn’t answer, at least not in words, but Angela noticed that instead of looking at the floor, Jake was now looking at her lap. She had deliberately pulled her dress right up high, so the whole of her thighs were naked. She also saw that his erection remained really stiff, and perhaps even stiffer than before. 

Angela recalled that, amongst the general comments that Jake had made about some of those stories, more than once he had been specific and said that he agreed with the writer that when being spanked, he should be fully naked to show his submission. 

Angela could see that Jake was struggling to speak, was clearly wanting to say something, but just couldn’t seem to say whatever it was. Then, he did, by just answering, “Okay.” 

Angela thought that she would impose her maternal control by asking, quite firmly, “Is that okay to give you a spanking, Jake?” 

That seemed to shake Jake out of his inability to speak, and he replied, “Yes, Mum, please do give me a spanking.” 

That dealt with the concerns that Angela might have had about whether she was pressing Jake too hard, and so she commanded, “Okay, Jake, given the comments you made on those spanking stories about wanting to be naked when being spanked, get undressed. Now." 

Given how quickly Jake stood up and started to get undressed, Angela supposed that he had been having these exact thoughts as she was having her one-sided discussion.  

In order to minimise any embarrassment Jake might be feeling about getting undressed in front of his mum, Angela tried to focus on his face as he pulled his T-shirt over his head, and put it on the sofa. He then undid his jeans and pushed them down towards the floor, catching his underpants on the way, scooped them up, folded them, and put them on the sofa. He wasn’t wearing any socks, and so was now naked, standing there, with a full erection.  

That was when Angela couldn’t help herself but look at his erection. It had been a long time since she had seen one of them, she told herself, because the reason she got divorced was that she was into women rather than men. So, she had seen plenty of glistening, shaved, and clean-shaven pussies, but not erect cocks.  

Having savoured the sight of Jake's erection for just a few moments, Angela stood up and walked to the dining area, turned a dining chair into the room, and sat down. She made sure that the hem of her dress was yanked right up so that Jake would be lying across her bare thighs.  

Once seated, Angela looked up at Jake and ordered, again in a firm maternal voice, “Come here and get across my lap, Jake.” 

Jake was now willingly and even happily being totally compliant, and only a few moments later he had bent down across his mum‘s lap, balancing with his hands on the floor, but now enjoying the sight of his own legs dangling under the far side of the chair, and, enjoying even more, the closeup view of his mum‘s bare feet, and her calf muscles. After all, when imagining himself being spanked, he pictured the calf muscles tensing as his mum‘s hand was brought down for each spank. It helped get him so erect when he was masturbating. 

Once Jake was across her lap and had settled down, Angela placed her hand on his bottom and rubbed in circles. She was a little surprised to realise that her vulva was quivering, because she certainly didn’t have any sexual desires towards her son. Maybe the reality was that she was getting excited because she was going to give a spanking? Maybe it was something that she would try to manoeuvre with Monica, her current girlfriend? However, she quickly set that thought to one side and focused on what she knew she had to do, which was give Jake the equivalent of a full punishment spanking so that he could live out his fantasy. Then he might know whether this was something that he wanted to have happen again, or whether he put it behind him forever. 

Angela decided not to make up a reason to scold Jake, but instead just raised her hand and brought her palm down on Jake's far bottom, did like the way that his bottom cheek surrendered to her hand, and how he gasped, probably with surprise more than the pain. She then proceeded to land spank after spank on alternative bottom cheeks, watching out for any resistance from Jake, but, realised there wasn’t any. 

Jake had been surprised at the feel of that first spank, and it was certainly different to the way that he had fantasised about it. Then, as spank after spank landed, he was surprised how much each spank hurt. He knew that his mum had said it would have to be a full-on spanking, which, after all, was exactly what he wanted, but he now wondered whether he had got his fantasy wrong because it was hurting more than he had imagined it would.  

As the spanks continued to land, Jake couldn’t stop himself squirming around on his mum’s lap, more and more surprised that she was able to spank him so hard. He knew that she went to the gym, and she had mentioned how she did weights. Thinking about her arms, he knew that they were firmly toned arms, which was probably why she could spank him so hard. Even so, Jake told himself that he mustn’t try to get up, but take every spank just as was his fantasy.  

Soon, Jake got another surprise thought, a nice one, when his misgiving thoughts about the pain actually turned into thoughts of sexual arousal once the spanking was over. It was something that had been written quite often in those stories that he read. It would be so cool if they turned out to be true in his case as well. 

Angela kept on landing harder and harder spanks on Jake’s bottom, knowing that to increase the pain, she was right to spank the same bottom cheek several times in a row before spanking the other bottom cheek several times in a row. She also knew to increase the intensity further by spanking the same spot on the same bottom cheek several times in a row, and then spank another spot on the other bottom cheek several times in a row. Angela could tell how Jake was finding it harder and harder to cope with the spanking, which she was very pleased about, and even thought that, if it was agreed that she would spank Jake again, she would use a hairbrush to make it even more difficult for him to cope. 

What Jake realised was that, even though the pain was intensifying, quite markedly, he was actually still able to cope. That was the opposite of what he was expecting, but then, he knew that he wasn’t a wimp. In fact, he thought of himself more as a leader rather than a follower, and so always wondered why his fantasy was to be spanked rather than to give a spanking. He had, on occasion, masturbated whilst imagining himself giving a spanking to both a boy and a girl his own age, but he just never got the erection those times. On the other hand, whenever he was imagining himself being the one being spanked, the erection and ejaculation happened ever so quickly. Equally, whilst he fantasised about being spanked by different women, it was always when imagining being spanked by his mum that he got the quickest erections and the hugest ejaculations.  

Angela reckoned that she had now spanked Jake enough for him to decide whether it was something that he did want to have happen again. So, she stopped spanking him and just rubbed his bottom in circles as he calmed down, realising that he was sniffing back tears but wasn’t actually crying. That told her even more firmly that if he did ask to be spanked again, she would definitely use a hairbrush. 

As Jake calmed down after the spanking had stopped, he knew he felt happy being across his mum’s lap, but didn’t know if he was as happy with the way that his bottom was stinging. However, after just a few moments, what he realised was that his erection was returning. At least, he assumed it had disappeared during the spanking itself and was returning rather than having stayed there throughout the spanking. Either way, he still had an erection, having lived out the fantasy. 

Angela left Jake across her lap for a couple of minutes and then decided it was time to say, “Okay, Jake, you can get up now.” 

Jake heard the instruction and eased himself up from his mum’s lap. Once standing, he looked down and realised he had a very stiff erection. He looked at his mum and saw that she was looking at his erection as well, but she quickly diverted her eyes away from that and up to looking at his face.  

Angela was embarrassed that she had been caught looking at Jake’s erection, although she knew there was nothing she could do about that. She did smile to herself, though, thinking that if she used the hairbrush next time, his vision would probably be too blurred for him to see just where she was looking. Anyway, she reminded herself, there was no certainty that there would be another time. 

Angela gave Jake a maternal smile and said, “Go upstairs and wash your face. Come back down, and we will have a chat about what has just happened.” 

Jake was quite happy to leave the room, and quickly did, although he noticed that he couldn’t stop himself from rubbing his stinging bottom cheeks as he went upstairs and into the bathroom. As soon as he was in the bathroom, he looked at his bottom in the mirror and smiled at how red both bottom cheeks were. He was also delighted to see that he still had an erection. He quickly washed his face, and then decided to go straight to his bedroom. 

Once in his bedroom, Jake lay on his tummy, easing his hand underneath and clasping hold of his very stiff erection. He let out huge erotic gasps and then one final one as he ejaculated. It was only then that he realised that all his cum was splattered all over his blanket. How stupid was that, he told himself. 

Downstairs, Angela had listened out and heard Jake go from the bathroom to his bedroom. When she heard the huge erotic gasps, she knew that Jake had masturbated, and told herself that she had been right to give him a spanking. Time would now tell whether Jake wanted her to spank him again. 

Jake got up off the bed and looked down at the stained blanket. He knew that washing that down with a flannel wasn’t going to sort it, and so decided just to go back downstairs.  

When Jake walked into the living room, he saw his mum standing, then turned and looked towards him with a smile. He wanted to go over to her and give her a hug, but he was too embarrassed and just stood there, looking at her.  

Angela could see the embarrassment on Jake’s face, held out her arms, and said, “Come here, big boy, and let your mum give you a hug.” 

Jake was relieved his mum had said that, and, doing as he was told, went across the room, and was very happy as his mum threw her arms around his neck and hugged him closely. Jake put his arms around his mum’s waist and hugged her. 

After the hug, Angela asked Jake, “How are you feeling now, Jake?” 

Jack blushed and thought he had best admit to what happened upstairs and said, “I’ve made a mess of my blanket, Mum.” 

Angela couldn’t stop herself from saying, “That’s not good, is it, Jake? Maybe that even earns you another spanking sometime?” 

Angela hadn’t intended to be quite so direct. However, she had to smile when Jake replied, “Probably, Mum.” 

Angela replied to that with, “I’ll wash the blanket. Don’t worry about that.” 

Jake smiled at that and replied, “Thank you for spanking me, Mum. I guess the fact that I’ve just done what I did must show that I want to be spanked again.” 

Angela asked, “Do you want to be spanked by me or someone else?” 

Jake immediately replied, “Only by you, Mum. Can I ask you whenever I want a spanking, or would you prefer to be the one to decide?” 

Angela replied, “I think I should have the right to decide when you need a spanking. However, I also think there’s an easy...