Spanked Hard

I was 15 years old. No one was home. Our back yard was separated from our neighbors by a large hedge. This day was very hot so I was wearing only a very brief pair of swim trunks. I was doing some chores cleaning up the back yard when I heard a noise coming from the next yard. I peeked through the hedge and saw my friends mom next door doing some gardening. She was a very well built Italian woman. She had big thighs, ass and breasts and was strong and fit. I also knew she was very strict and was quick to use the strap. I had witnessed this many times.

This day she was wearing a pair of very short shorts and a bikini top. She was on her knees working on some flowers. Her body was glistening with sweat making her look even hotter than usual. Being 15 my cock stood up erect and hard right away. It felt like it would burst right through my trunks which were holding it tightly. The feeling was wonderful. I was in heat and only aware of my pounding pulse which I could feel in my hard cock. At that moment the whole universe was centered on my cock, nothing else mattered. Then disaster struck. My hay fever came on and I sneezed loudly. I couldn't suppress it. Terry instantly stood up and came over and parted the hedge. There I stood with my bulging cock trying to burst free from its fabric prison. She was angry at being spied on and couldn't help but notice my hard on. She curtly ordered me to get into her yard which I did. She lectured me on how rude I was to spy on her and how disappointed she was in me.

Through this my cock stood hard and proud apparently with no sense of shame. I on the other hand was mortified. Terry told me to wait there and went into the house. Moments later she came out holding a small leather strap which I had seen her use many times before. She pulled a bench away from the back yard picnic table and ordered me to lay face down on it and reach out and hold the end of the bench. To my utter shock and shame she then reached down and stripped off my trunks and threw them aside. I was now completely naked. My hard cock was now pressed against the smooth wood bench, wood on wood. Terry stepped back and I heard the strap whistle through the air before it exploded on my backside. It was like being burned with a hot iron. I tried not to cry out and succeeded for about three or four strokes. I got about 20 strokes and then I exploded in climax. I thought that would bring further punishment but she smiled and told me to get up and never tell anyone about it. I pulled on my trunks over my come stained cock and went home. To this day the memory of it makes me hard.