Mrs. Goodson was my next-door neighbor. She was a sexy redhead in her mid-thirties. She had two boys, ages twelve and ten. Her husband was a big-shot lawyer. My mom has her over often for gab sessions over wine and cheese.

I was 6'-2" with curly blonde hair. I played baseball and threw the javelin. I was above average in both. I had large dimples on both sides of my mouth. I tanned easily and had deep blue eyes.

Mrs. G's husband took her boys camping for the weekend. My mom invited her over for their gabfest on Friday night. She wore a loose black blouse with obviously no bra, as her puffy nipples could be seen through the fabric. She wore tight acid-washed jeans so that the front seam split her camel toe.

My little sister was over at a friend's house having a sleepover. My mother was already slurring her words before Mrs. G came over. They talked and laughed for over two hours. They drank wine and ate snacks until my mother passed out on the couch. I was hiding in my room, lying on my bed. I was watching porn on my laptop. A redheaded cheerleader was sucking the quarterback's massive cock in the back seat of his car. Her tits were out, and her skirt exposed her bare pussy.

I had my thick eight-inch cock in my hand, slowly stroking it. My door creaked open, and Mrs. G's head peered in. I tried to cover up, but it was too late. She blurted, "Don't stop stroking that beautiful cock on my account, honey. I just came in to tell you your mother was asleep on the couch. Whatcha watching?"

"Um. Just some dumb cheerleader porn," I stammered.

"Let me watch it with you. I used to be a cheerleader back in the day," she said.

She sat on the bed and watched it with me. She laughed at the poor quality and bad dialog. She glanced at my cock in my hand. It had gone limp. She whispered, "Maybe these girls will make you hard again." She unbuttoned her blouse, and her pure white titties fell out. Her tits weren't large, but they were beautiful. She had pink puffy areolas with dark pink nipples. My cock got hard immediately. "Stroke it again for me, honey. I want to see your cum shoot into the air," she suggested.

I slowly pumped my cock and squeezed the head as I watched her pinch and twist her nipples. My breathing became irregular, and I pumped a little faster. I raised my ass off the bed and grunted. My sperm shot a foot into the air and landed on Mrs. G's chest and tits. She exclaimed, "Oh my! That was quite a load." She scooped my cum up with two fingers and sucked them into her sexy mouth. "Come here and kiss me and suck my tits like a good boy." She gestured with her pointer finger. I pushed her onto her back and slipped my tongue into her mouth. I tasted my salty seed, and she tongued me back. My head dropped to her globes, and I sucked the remaining cum off both. She shimmied out of her jeans and her wet cotton panties.

"I need your cock inside me, boy. I'm going to fuck the hell out of you," she stated. Now I was on my back with my stiff member sticking straight up. She put her hands on my chest and squatted over me. She slowly sunk her pussy down my shaft. She blew out air as she continued to sink down. She gasped as she bottomed out. Her eyes rolled up in her head and her legs quivered as she came. Her tits swayed on her chest, and I noticed she had a red landing strip above her hot, tight cunt.

Both of our heads glanced at the door as my mother staggered by. We heard her fall into her bed. Mrs. G smiled down at me as she started riding my cock. Damn, she looked so sexy, and her pussy felt warm and juicy. She moaned, and I grabbed her ass cheeks to help steady her. "It feels so good to have a good stiff cock in my pussy again," she moaned. She rode me like a mad woman. Her head was back; her mouth was wide open. I could feel her ass cheeks tightening and her pussy spasming. She bottomed out and stayed fully stuffed with my cock. She let out a squeal and flooded me and my bed with her nectar. I shot my cum deep inside her married cunt. I held her tight until my last spurt filled her womb.

She rolled off onto her back and blurted, "Oh God! Oh God! That was the best fucking I have had in ages." She shimmied back in her jeans and stuck her panties in her pocket. She pulled on her blouse and half buttoned it. Her eyes were glazed over. " Come over to my house tomorrow around six for dinner. We will play some more, and I can show you what I like," she said.

I just nodded my head as she left my room. I heard her gather her shoes, keys, and purse as the front door opened and closed. I watched her lean against a tree and bend over with one hand on her pussy. The way her legs were shaking, she must have been having an aftershock. She then disappeared through the hedges between our two houses.

I was wearing sweatpants with no underwear, flip-flops, and a muscle shirt. I rang Mrs. G's doorbell at six PM, just as instructed. "Come on in, my boy. Leave your shoes in the foyer, lock the front door, and make your way down the hallway," she said through the doorbell speaker.

I did what I was told, and as I turned into the hallway, Mrs. G was standing with her legs spread at the end of the hallway. She was wearing thigh-high black boots, a black thong, a black corset bra, and a black Lone Ranger-type mask on her face. Her tits pushed up over the bra, exposing the top halves of her puffy areolas, but no nipple. Her ginger hair was pulled back in a tight ponytail.

"God damn, Mrs. G, you look sexy as hell," I said with excitement. I walked to her, and she placed her arms on my shoulders and whispered in my ear, "Do you consent and submit to me to everything we do tonight and beyond?" Her emerald-green eyes glistened as she spoke.

"Yes! I consent and submit to you fully," I smiled nervously.

She took her gloved thumb and stuck it in my mouth. The other hand slipped around my throat and slightly tightened. She growled, " I'm going to fuck you, suck you, spank you, whip you, and make you eat your cum out of my pussy."

She pulled my shirt over my head and pushed my sweatpants down and off. She led me by my cock to the back room. It looked like an exercise room, but not. Purple neon lights lit up the room. There was a four-inch-wide bench about waist-high with chain hoops at the bottom. An Armoire lined one wall and there was a couch. She led me to the bench and bent me over. She cuffed my hands and clipped them to the hoops at the bottom of the bench.

My ass was exposed and my balls hung down. "We will do the hard part first, naughty boy. I will get extreme pleasure from it, you, not so much. Punishment is required for your actions," she instructed.

"Wait, I thought I was your good boy. Why do I have to be punished?" I nervously said.

Mrs. G snarled, "You were watching porn and jacking off. You knew your mother was passed out on the couch and did nothing to help her. You came on your mother's best friends’ tits. You tasted your own cum. You stuck your nasty dick into my pussy and fucked me. You shot your cum into my married fertile pussy. Do I need to say anymore?”

I heard some rustling behind me. She had a riding crop in her hand. "Oh shit!" I thought. I maybe even said it out loud because she laughed. The crop crashed down across my bare back. It stung immensely. I winced and readied for another. Whack, whack, whack. I was being whipped like the naughty boy I was. She had given me twenty lashes. I was whimpering a bit.

She rubbed her gloved hand over my ass and then spanked both my cheeks. It didn't sting as much as the riding crop, but it hurt. My feet were dancing in place. I could hear her grunt as she brought her hand down on my ass. She stopped and braced herself on my back. I could hear and feel her quivering as she climaxed.

"Oh God, that was good," she panted.

"Good! Now uncuff me, please," I pleaded.

"Oh no! We are only halfway through your punishment," she said sternly. I heard more rustling and some snaps and buckling. Warm liquid poured down my ass crack. She used her gloved hand to work the liquid around inside my cheeks and onto my anus. She pushed two fingers deep into my ass and held them there. It stung at first. Then she started working her fingers in and out of my ass. It was uncomfortable but felt kind of good, too.

She pulled her fingers out and poured more liquid on my anus. "Oh, baby! Here it comes," she maniacally laughed. She placed the tip of a big strap-on into my ass. She grabbed my hips and plunged the full eight inches into my ass. I screamed bloody murder. She fucked my ass hard. She grunted as she thrust into me. My ass was on fire. I did not like this at all. She tired quickly and pulled out. Her juices were puddled on the floor. My asshole was sore.

She uncuffed me, and I stood up straight. That damn dildo was as thick as my cock.

She unstrapped it and dropped it to the floor. She lay on the couch with one leg over the arm. I got on my knees between her legs and peeled her thong off. She took off her corset bra, revealing her gorgeous tits. Her nipples were engorged.

Her clit was out and ready to be sucked. I licked her clit and placed my lips over it. I sucked, licked, and nibbled on her love button. Her sweet aroma engulfed my senses. She moaned and shivered as I pushed two fingers into her wet cunt. She took off her mask and peeled her gloves off her arms. I stood up and pulled both boots off.

I took my cock and rubbed it up and down her pussy. She was breathing hard in anticipation. "Please fuck me?" she begged. The head of my cock entered her pink cavern. We stared at each other. I slowly slipped my cock into her tight pussy until I bottomed out. My cock stayed buried as she panted heavily. Her tight pussy made squelching noises as I began fucking her hard. Our skin was slapping together loudly as I grunted, and she grunted. I pinched and twisted her nipples, and she dug her claws into my ass cheeks. She lost control and her whole body spasmed and her eyes rolled up in her head. I kept pumping until I exploded my cum into her pussy. As soon as she felt my warm cum spread into her, she yelled, "God, yes! Fill my cunt with your young seed. Take me as yours and treat me as your whore."

I just stood up, walked into the hall, and found my clothes. I slipped them on and put on my flip-flops. I walked out the door and went home.