Another blast from the past, an imagined scenario from a young teen.
This writing is fiction with the exception being the female involved was an actual next door neighbor who I fantasized about. (In this case the neighbor never spoke about enemas or spanking nor did I ever witness her involvement in the two.)
Sue lived next door in a farmhouse, the barns and sheds situated behind the house long unused. We were allowed to pasture livestock on their property. Sue was about 5'6" tall, a very shapely body and very pretty. In summertime she often wore cut off jean shorts, T-shirts or an oversized men's shirt. A teen boy couldn't help but find her attractive especially when she gave him a smile and called him a nickname she had given him.
One summer afternoon I had refilled water troughs and was walking up to the farmhouse to say hi. I saw Sue with her four year old in hand scolding him as they stepped onto the back porch. Mommy told you to stay away from the road. You will get hit by a car. With that she quickly pulled down his pants and applied five hard slaps to to his bared bottom. Tears ensued, though it wasn't much of a spanking. Now get inside and sit on the couch for time out. Her son scampered through the screen door.
Sue turned, Hi Sunshine, how ya doing? You need a spanking while I'm at it? I knew she was joking yet that exact thought occurred to me as I had watched her pulling down her son's pants and giving him a few spanks. I felt myself blushing. It was as if she read my mind. I, ah, ,ah, I stammered. Oh, looks like I embarrassed you, I'm sorry or did I hit a nerve? She smiled as I felt myself blush once again. I stood dropping my eyes to the ground not knowing how to respond. Sweetie, it's ok, you don't have to be embarrassed. Wait here a moment I need to check on my little roadrunner on the couch.
A minute later Sue returned, he's fast asleep. She stepped toward me, do you need to go home now or do you have a few minutes? I guess I have a few minutes. She reached out and took my hand, come with me. She led me off the porch over to an abandoned barn. Once inside she turned. I'm going to spank you on your bare bottom or you can leave and that will be the end of it. Your choice. What will it be? After several moments I replied, I'll stay. Sue sat down on a bale of hay, ok over here. I stepped over to her. Sue unclasped my belt, unzipped my jeans pulling them down below my knees. My stomach flip flopped as she slid my underwear down completely exposing me. I felt myself becoming erect, I'm sorry. No need to apologize, come now over my lap.
Looking down I saw her cutoff shorts had risen showing more of her shapely legs. I lowered myself over her lap feeling my erection pressed against her bare leg. Naughty boy, you are getting a spanking she whispered as she caressed my bare ass. The first slap came down with an audible crack. I jerked from the spank just as another slap landed followed by a dozen more in quick succession. Sue paused, you ok? I nodded with a yes. All right then, naughty bad boy. She draped her right leg over mine, and began to rain down spanks on my bottom as I flinched and jerked over her lap. After another minute of spanking Sue stopped and once again rubbed my bottom. There, all done Sunshine. Stand up. I stood, the erection which had subsided from the spanking was making a comeback. Sue patted her lap, sit. I sat as instructed and Sue continued to rub my spanked bottom. Did you like it as much as I did she asked. I nodded shyly, yeah. Good, we can do it again sometime soon. She gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. Sweetie, I have something else. She whispered, I want to give you an enema, do you know what that is? Yeah. Would you like that? Because I would. Maybe? Just maybe? Well, think about it. Not now, but another time ok? Ok. All right now, get up, and pull up your pants and be on your way. As we left the barn Sue smiled, thanks Sunshine, you made my day. I'll be looking forward to our next time together. As I headed home I was thinking the same thing.
Comments
cnmtman 3 months ago
Thanks for reading Gary
Gary1951 3 months ago
That’s what I call being neighborly.