That Big woman who lives in apartment #210 above me, says I make too much noise. Yes, that big older woman, you know the one, yeah she says I'm noisy, but, it's not true. She says that the noise has been going on for a few weeks now. I don't think I make a lotta noise, but she says so. I seem to be on the end of her nose.

You know, I think It all started back when I came home from the gym one night and both of us were at the mail boxes in the lobby. I turned and I swear that she was checking me out, just staring at me, with a disproving, snooty look, but I think she was lookin at my ass. Yea, my ass. Well, it does get lots of attention. I get a lot of comments on it, cause it's so big and round.

Well, last week we met at the mail boxes again, and, she told me that she was not going to tolerate my noise at night. I told her that I wasn't noisy, and that she was crazy, and that's when she called me naughty. "Naughty?" Me? So I said, "So, what are you gonna do, spank me like a little boy?" And then she said, "Well you act like a little boy, a naughty, little boy, so perhaps I should. Yes, I should take you over my knee and spank that bottom of yours till it's a hot, angry, red!" And then I said, sort of indignant, "Hey lady, I'm to old and big for that, and besides, how the hell can you tell how red my ass would get!" So then, the old bitch leans towards me and says, in a low voice, "Because I'll be spanking you across your bare ass, that's why bright boy!"

Well fuck. Something happened inside. I mean, I realized then and there she meant business, and I just stood there in my tank top and gym shorts feeling dumbfounded and naked. I started getting a hard on! I couldn't believe it. I mean, why did I get excited at feeling vulnerable? What the fuck! Crazy old Broad, she must have picked up on it. She leaned in again and said; "Perhaps a good long, slappy spanking is just what you need, and as of right now, you are on notice. Next time you make noise, I will come up there and warm up that amazing posterior of yours, get it?!" She looked down at my crotch, and I was pitching a fuckin tent. Man, I couldn't believe it. I was totally hard.

She went upstairs and I went into my place and took a shower. A spanking? A Spanking? For Me? A fuckin spanking! I never been spanked in my entire life. Why did this intrigue me so much? I'm twenty two years old!

"Ah she's just talkin" I said to myself. Then, I thought, what if she would do it. Naw, she didn't she couldn't but what was worse was the idea tickled me, it was like an itch I had to scratch. Was she serious? I toweled off and looked down at my cock. The helmet head throbbed as if saying; "Well, bright boy, there's was way to find out. Still naked, I put the stereo on. Loud. It didn't take long.

The pounding on my door came in a few minutes as Guns and Roses started singing, "Sweet Child O' Mine" She spoke through the door persistently. "Young Man! Young Man! Open this door at once! I warned you! Now open!

OK. I'm standing there naked in all my muscular splendor, and ran my hand over my abs, almost giddy. I'm hard as a brick and my heart was pounding. Man, this is fucked! I opened the door and her eyes flew down to my rod. It was saluting her, throbbing like crazy, and after flinging the door open I found myself shifting from foot to foot in anticipation.

"I told you what I would do, if you were noisy again! Well this is the worst of your worst.” Her eyes flashed and she said; "I think you did this on purpose! Yes, you did this to goad me! To test me! Why you Naughty, young man. You really are just a bad, little boy aren't you? Well then!" She closed my door and flipped the deadbolt, and in a smooth motion took my ear. I let myself get marched into my own bedroom as Guns N Roses was singing "Where do we go? Where do We Go Now? Where do we go?" Well I knew where I was going and I couldn't believe it.

"Yes, you are over do for a much needed correction!" She sounded triumphant! For a big woman she moved quickly, oxfords pounding the carpet. guiding me into my bedroom. Sitting her self bedside, I had no choice but to follow, resistance was futile. I was practically tossed over her generous lap, and I landed with my ass up! My big, bare, beauty riding high and proud! My erection was sandwiched between my belly and the crest of her knee. I was stuck.

While the CD player changed from Guns N Roses to “I Wanna Be A Cowboy! My spanking began. It Stung! Yes sir, it did, those slaps meant business. I mean that hand snapped it out as she applied those slaps with all the fervor and purpose that she promised, and I feared it would get worse. I mean, my ass was getting roasted.

"Ow! Hey! Your Serious! Ah! Oww! Oh-My-God! OH! OW! HEY! OWW!”

And so on and so on, in another life she must have been a spanking machine, as one slap followed the next then the next. Oh My God! My big ass was dancing quaking and bouncing all at once, and I loved it! Huh? I loved it? Yeah, I did! I was I was loving it. She seemed to be scolding my ass as she spanked it, and told me how naughty I was, and how much I need this, and that each and every time I was noisy, this is what would happen.

I began to realize, that this big woman's hand, slapping so sharply and flatly across both cheeks, right over my ass hole could make me cum! Yeah, if she keeps this up, I could nut! Son of a bitch! My own reactions shocked me, embarrassed me, as I gasped and whimpered. I did feel like a naughty little boy and I had this strange reaction to roll my ass up for more, and spread my legs. I wanted her to punish it. Yes spank it good. My perfect, round, freshly shaved, body builder ass feeling hot and dirty.

“Lessons learned young man, and you will learn, no matter how long it takes.” From me, whimpers from a higher octave I didn't know my voice could produce.

Her big, hand slapping across both cheeks! That big, flat hand. Oh, how long was she going to do this? And, It seemed so effortless on her part, and yet I was becoming undone. Then as in the highest form of irony; Devo, started to sing, “Just Whip it, Whip it good” and she kept perfect time to the music. I heard my voice crack as my hands grabbed the sheets.

That initial stinging I had felt now morphed into something like electricity traveling down my taint and into my balls. Oh Yes! Some kind of hot tingling, tickling, all the way through to my cock, perfectly wedged under me

"You are such a naughty, naughty boy! Oh my goodness! We just have to SPANK and SPANK, and SPANK..." She spoke "Spank" as her hand did just that, in perfect unison. Now there was a breathless quality to her words. Was the old girl getting herself all worked up? Maybe, but I was getting the best of the deal. I heard myself say to her, in breathless gasps, "You keep this up, and I'm gonna cum!" And I did! She spanked a big, white hot, amazing, orgasm, right out of me, driven from my hot, angry, red, ass. Just like she said!

She left a few minutes ago. All is quiet now, and I'm standing in front of my mirror and turning as best I could to look at my great ass. My great, big, muscular, shaved, smooth as a baby’s bottom, well spanked ass; tingling like crazy and glowing a hot, angry, red!

Just like she said!