My earliest and most vivid sexual experience happened when I was a month or two after turning fifteen. Late bloomer in a conservative area of the country can delay this stuff.

I was an only child and I had been to a few ‘make-out’ parties, but the only sexual contact I had had with girls was the usual kissing and maybe a feel of little budding breasts through a t-shirt. Of course, I’d learned to masturbate and did so all the time. It’s hard to remember exactly what I fantasized over, but I vaguely remember thoughts about a certain eighth grade teacher of mine.

Anyway, after my fifteenth birthday, my father won a sales contest at his company, so my parents were going away for a long weekend and my mom had made arrangements for me to stay with our next door neighbour, Mrs. Miller.

Mrs. Miller and her husband had lived next door to us all my life and were good friends of my parents, but, unfortunately, Mr. Miller had been killed in a work accident about a year and a half earlier. As they had no kids, Ann lived home alone and I was tasked with whatever chores she needed like shovelling the snow off her driveway in winter and mowing her lawn in the summer.

I thought Ann looked pretty good for her age. Thinking back, she must have been all of thirty. She was short, but that she had enormous breasts, well, much bigger than mom’s anyway.

My parents were to leave right after work on Thursday, staying away until sometime Sunday evening.

After school on Thursday, I came to Ann’s house directly from school. Ann fixed us dinner and we ate in front of the TV. We were watching the tube and Ann was reclining in an easy chair. I was on the couch across the room.

At one point, I looked over at Ann and noticed that her skirt was riding high on her thighs and, combined with the tight white blouse she was wearing, it was causing my penis to start filling up.

She appeared to be sleeping so I grew bolder. I moved down to the floor and leaned on the coffee table in front of her out-stretched legs. I pretended to be reading something but was stealing peeks under her skirt. Ann’s legs parted a little more, until it was easily enough to see above the top of her stockings and the crotch of her panties. This was a sight I had only dreamed about and became so preoccupied with it I didn’t notice her wake up.

She caught me!

She pulled down her skirt right away, but didn’t seem all that angry. She told me that what I was doing was wrong and that I should be spanked!

‘Spanked?!’ I thought, ‘she’s a neighbour, not one of my parents. She couldn’t be serious.’

But she was. “Stand up and take down your pants, Mark,” she said.

I was hesitant but did what she said after her tone became more stern.

“The underpants, too.” I slowly pulled them down, keeping one hand over my hard-on.

Ann sat forward in her chair and patted her knees, indicating my next position. I moved closer to her and quickly bent over her knees. Ann jostled me around until it was comfortable for her and I felt very humiliated in this position. My feet were off the ground and my penis was pushed right in the gap between her thighs and as she was short, I kept thinking that it couldn’t be that far from her pussy. My bottom was high in the air and gave her a good target. She gave me about ten good smacks with her hand.

I still remember the whole ordeal turned me on; the spanking as much as the nudity. I hadn’t had a bare bottom spanking in I couldn’t remember how long. While she spanked me, the jolt that my body had every spank, pushed my cock down into the gap and it got really hard. By the end, I didn’t want the spanking to end as I was rubbing my cock between her thighs. Luckily she stopped before I shot my load.

When it was over and I was putting my pants back on, I noticed Ann staring at my penis. I didn’t know it at the time, but the scene must have turned her on as well.

Things seemed back to normal for the rest of the night until about 10:30. Instead of my nightly shower, I had to take a bath as Ann’s house didn’t have a shower. As I soaked in the tub, I was startled when the door flew open an in walked Ann.

She said she wasn’t looking, and leaned into the sink to brush her teeth. Maybe she wasn’t looking but I sure was. Ann was wearing a little blue baby-doll negligee set, with matching panties. To me, the thing looked totally see-through. When she leaned into the sink, the top rode up and the panties stretched across her bottom. What was this woman doing to me?

“Would you like me to wash your back?” she asked as she finished brushing.

I stammered a quick “No thanks,” but she insisted and was already soaping a washcloth. The view of her front was even better. The thin material did nothing to cover her large, round breasts. Her nipples were dark and wrinkled and looked hard, and it began to dawn on me that she knew exactly what she was doing to me.

“Lean forward,” she said as the cloth went up and down my back. The tension in the room was building. “OK, stand up, I want to get the rest.”

Even though I was very aroused, I still remained very shy. I stood but faced slightly away from her. My harder than ever cock was the last thing I wanted her to see.

Ann soaped down my back, over my rear, down the backs of my legs and back again. It gave me quite a start when her fingers slipped between my buttocks and washed there tickling my asshole for a couple of seconds.

Her hands moved around the front and were gently turning me around. I kept both hands covering myself. Ann kept encouraging me, telling me everything was alright. I was beginning to feel more relaxed I guess, because I dropped my hands as her hands approached my crotch.

This was not just a friend washing my back, now. It was very sexual and not only on my part. She sat on the edge of the tub. One hand soaped up and down my shaft while the other held my butt. I knew the feelings that were starting to build and so did Ann. Had she continued I would have shot a load at her face in few seconds. But, she stopped soaping me before I reached the point of no return. She took my right hand, and placed it on her barely-covered breast; her hand moving mine as a guide to what she would like me to do.

The soap was drying on the rest of my body and Ann stopped and told me to rinse off. I groaned as she stopped jerking/soaping me and rinsed off.

Ann had a towel waiting when I stood up. I thought that was the end of our encounter but she started to masturbate me again after I was dry.

Then, she did something I’d only read and heard about. She got down on her knees in front of me and was planting little kisses on my scrotum and cock before taking a lot of it in her mouth.

She blew me, sucking and licking my cock until I had an orgasm. It didn’t take long. As she had masturbated me for a while before, I was very ready to blow and I did mere seconds after my cock bumped the back of her mouth. She swallowed everything I shot into her hot mouth and smiled up at me. She seemed pleased with herself in some way.