The Neighbor Lady's Daughter

So, after my adventures in "Orla Prendergast Land" over my summer break from school, I was faced with a new reality of my sexual being. I pondered this new beginning all the way through the fall semester and as a result of all my internet searches of guys who like to be spanked and loss of bladder control. My grades sank enough for me to lose my "Dean's List" status. Everybody was all over my shit, from my prof's, the Dean, and most of all my parents.

They were all the same questions. "Are you doing drugs? Is it a girl? Are you having some identity issues?"

I did decide to assert myself in the winter term, and I actually had found some "self identity" parts of myself, namely jacking off every chance I got, so I was settling down a bit anyway. I started the winter term with a new commitment and was doing pretty damn good again. And then Christmas break came and I went home for the holiday's.

My parents were so proud of the money that I had earned over the summer that they spent part and bought me a car, so I had some freedom I had never experienced before.

On my second day home I got a text from Orla. Yes, I had given her my number. I gave her anything and everything she asked for.

Anyway, she asked me to stop by that afternoon, she had a favor to ask. I felt my cock getting hard as I read the text. I thought to myself What a fucking perv I have turned into.

I stopped over and she was rushing around and she was quick and to the point. She had a dentist appointment that afternoon and Sara was coming home on the bus. Could I pick her up at two. I said sure, my day was open and I hadn't talked with her since high school two years ago.

I got there early and was reading my phone when I hear, "Hey boner boy, how you doing?"

In that instant a multitude of things happened to me.

My heart skipped a beat. (Only one person on the entire fucking planet calls me boner boy.)

I looked up and my heart skipped about two or three more beats. There stood Sara and she was not the Sara I went to high school with. She was stunning. Her blazing red hair flowed halfway down her back. And her eyes? Those were Orla's bright green eyes, only twenty years younger. And she had also grown since high school, was taller than me, and was sporting a nice rack out in front of her.

As I looked up, all these things filled my head and then she smiled at me. My cock went rock steel hard, and I was instantly in love.

As I came out of my momentary daze I realized what she had just said, and what that meant. Orla had told her everything. She smiled and said, "Come on Jerry, we can't sit here all day staring at each other, Let's go," and she started walking away leaving her suitcase right in front of me. What the fuck? I was going to be the bitch to both of these women?

As we walked, she talked because she knew what I was thinking saying, "It's not such a big deal Jerry. She did the same things to me."

I replied, "What? Told the whole fucking world your deepest darkest secrets? I don't think so Sara. I am so pissed at her right now, she had no right to tell you ANYTHING."

Sara smiled and said, "No, she didn't have that right. But she had that knowledge And she didn't tell the whole world. She told just me Jerry. And we have always shared everything. As for my deepest darkest secrets. Did she not tell you that she was spanking my bare ass right up until the day I left?"

I had totally forgotten that sentence. I asked her, "So how much did she really tell you Sara?"

Sara stopped walking, turned around and put her hands on my hips, smiled warmly at me and said, "She told me everything. And that you and me are actually kindred spirits. She said that you liked it as much as I did, and that you actually asked for it. Did she really manipulate you into asking for it Jerry?"

Fuck, she did know everything and she knew she knew everything. She smiled and continued, "I hear you pissed yourself all over the kitchen floor like a little puppy. When she told me that we were talking on the phone and I laughed so hard I almost pissed myself."

Now I was getting really pissed. I glared at her and she just chuckled, tweaked my nose with her finger and said, "Calm down Jerry. I laughed so hard because it made me remember the first time I pissed myself during a beating.

Now if you really want to really be pissed I'll tell you something that will blow your fucking mind. She did it on purpose.

Think back on that day. This is actually the funniest part. She was laughing so hard when she told me that, that made me almost piss myself. She told me that while you were weeding that fucking garden that day, it was a hot ninety degree day and she brought you glass after glass of lemonade and when she fucking knew that you were close to having to piss she came out and did her little circus act glaring at you and screaming about you pulling up her fucking flowers knowing full well that it would divert your attention long enough from pissing for you to be on her lap with your bare ass sitting high and THAT was why she used her hand that day. She knew you would piss yourself. That riding crop hurts worse, fuck, do I ever remember that riding crop, but her bare hand, skin on skin just makes holding a over filled bladder impossible. She knew that once she was beating your bare ass that you wouldn't be able to hold all those glasses of lemonade She did the same thing to me. It's a power thing she loves to do. Like telling me everything and knowing full fucking well that I will tell you everything, and then even setting us up to do this, just so she has an excuse to beat my bare ass tonight, which I will just love."

I just couldn't believe what I was hearing, but I knew it was true, I could feel it deep in my gut.

All of a sudden I felt so used and abused, but aroused and I was totally overtaken by the thought of this beautiful woman in front of me getting her bare ass beat. Fuck I wanted to see that. That make my cock so hard that I wanted to run to the bathroom and jack off right at that instant.

And then the real reason my cock was so hard became apparent. This absolutely stunning tall redhead who was standing about ten inches away from me in the middle of the bus station parking lot with her hands on my hips smiled, moved that ten inches forward and kissed my lips. It was a nice kiss, more than a peck but far less then passionate. And then she pulled away, spun around, grabbed my hand and as we started walking said, "Mom told me that you had turned into a sexy hunk and damn if she wasn't right on the money. Come, my new boyfriend. Take me home."

It was the strangest feeling, like, so fucking confusing. I wanted her, wanted to love her, fuck her, spank her bare ass, have her spank my bare ass and yet it seemed that it was all totally out of my control. She had grabbed my hand and started walking across that bus station parking lot in the same exact fucking way her mother had when she grabbed my cock and started walking to the bedroom that day, like she owned me. And the fact that I let her do it, was me saying she/they did indeed own me. But then don't all women kind of lead us men around by our cocks?

I was bought, beaten until I loved it, had my soul tattooed, and lead around by my cock for a mere six thousand dollars.

When we got back, Orla had dinner cooking and she was "In her element", happy, singing, cooking, She was on a roll. She had the two people with her that she got to have her way with whenever her devious mind wanted it.

Now I was still stinging from learning that she had betrayed me to Sara and I decided to let her know about it by leaving. I said I'm sorry but I already promised my parents that I'd be home for dinner.

Orla the devious one smiled and said, "Sit down Jerry. I already called your mom and told her about you and Sara hooking up and asked if you could stay for dinner tonight and she said that would be fine that they were going out with friends anyway. Really Jerry? You stood there and just bold faced fucking lied to me? What bug is up your ass boner boy?"

I totally lost it and exploded yelling, "You, you fucking bitch! I am not your fucking boner boy. My name is Jerry and you had no fucking right to tell Sara anything about us. Did you tell her you sucked my cock and swallowed my load too Orla?"

I heard Sara Gasp behind me and that told me she had not told her that little fact.

I continued because I couldn't hold it back anymore, which, "You aren't the only one holding secrets Orla, and from now on you are going to get exactly the respect that you give and not a fucking ounce more."

Orla stared at me like I was a fire breathing dragon, and then with a red face turned and walked out of the room. I looked over at Sara whose hand was over her mouth like "Oh My God, I can't believe you just said that." She took her hand down and walked quickly to me, grabbed my hand and took me out the back door, down the steps and around the corner. But it was different somehow. It wasn't like she was leading me around by my cock anymore. It was like we were running away and had a secret.

Once we were around that corner she spun around, threw her arms around me and kissed me so hard and so passionate that I didn't know (as usual) what the fuck was going on.

After about twenty seconds she pulled back about an inch and whispered, "I can't fucking believe you just did that." And then she looked at me and smiled and said, "Way to go stud muffin. Did she really suck your cock?" and then she said, "No wait. Of course she did. You wouldn't have said that if it wasn't true."

She seemed so happy, so pleased with me and she kept kissing me with a passion that I just loved. She finally stopped and said, "You better get the hell out of here and let me deal with this as best I can, but before you go there's something I have to know. Do you, well, you know. What do you really think of me?"

I stood there for a minute, not really knowing what to say. My head as usual was spinning. I finally answered, "Sara, I think you are a beautiful sexy woman. When I first saw you it took my breath away. And you are one hell of a kisser. I would like to know more of you Sara Prendergast, a lot more. Even in spite of your wicked bitch of a mother. But all that being said I am not at all sure we can overcome her wickedness. She may well be the undoing of anything between us."

Sara smiled and said, "You let me think about that one Jerry. After all I am my mother's daughter. She spun me around, and with one hand patted my ass and with the other hand caressed my now rock hard cock and said, "Oh and just so you know, I'm glad you are not her boner boy any more. I want that honor for myself.

And as I started walking she added, "Oh, I need your number so we can

communicate. Maybe we can play house or doctor or something."

I laughed and we traded numbers and then just for good luck we traded spit one last time. I floated to my car about six feet above the driveway. What a glorious feeling it was. I usually went home ashamed of myself after a bout with Orla. But I think those days may be over.

The next day I kind of made myself scarce. I went and looked up some old high school buddies and had some fun at paintball. Later I was home watching a movie and my text beep goes off. It was Sara asking if we could meet for a minute. I answered, "Sure. Your house?"

She replied, "Hell No. She still raving mad. How about at the Seven Eleven? In a half hour? I gave her a thumbs up and jumped up to get ready. I wanted to look, well maybe not my best, but better than a slob wearing a sweatshirt with potato chips crumbs all over it.

As I pulled in I saw Orla's car and pulled in next to it. Sara looked and smiled at me and jumped out and into my car. She smiled and then seemed, I'm not sure but it seemed she was a bit unsure of what to do next, but I was. I looked at this beautiful flaming redhead in front of me and then reached out, grabbed her with both hands and kissed her deeply. She melted into my kiss and moaned softly as my tongue darted into her mouth looking for her tongue. We had the most passionate kiss I have ever had for about a minute straight, and then I heard from the car next to us a guy yell, "Hey, get a room!" And then all three guys in that car started laughing at us.

As we "came back to reality" Sara smiled at me and said, "Should we?"

Now, as she said that her hand started slowly dropping towards my lap. I smiled at her and said, "If your hand keeps dropping like that we may have to, so I can spank your naughty ass."

Her hand had stopped at my belly button, well, maybe not stopped but paused as she took in what I had just said, and then she smiled, and her hand grabbed my cock through my pants as she said, "Spank me daddy, I'm gonna be a bad bad girl."

I kissed her again hard, and my tongue was deep in her mouth and she sucking on it as she massaged my cock. I thought I was going to cum pretty damn quick if this kept up so I pulled back and said, "Whew. Damn woman, you make me hotter than a firecracker."

She smiled at that and said as much as I'd like to see that firecracker go off I have to get back. I can be free later, after eight. Are you free then?"

I smiled and said, "Ahhh, no I'm not free. I have a hot date with a beautiful redhead at eight fucking O'clock.

Sara howled with laughter hugged me tight as she kissed me and asked with a big pouty lip, "So, are you going to get us a room?"

I laughed and said, "Well, I guess I could, but tonight is my dad's company Christmas party and they will be out until at least midnight. I could show you my bedroom."

And then my redheaded beauty just blew my doors off by saying, "Does your kitchen have a hardwood floor? No carpeting?"

I missed what she was saying and naively said, "Well, it has tiles, why?"

She smiled at me knowing that I had missed it and said, "Well, if we were up in your bedroom and I somehow became naughty and you had to spank me, well, if I have one drink too many I might have a hard time holding my bladder and if there was a good place, well I might like that. I have to say Jerry, the thought of you spanking me makes me wet in an instant, and not a pee pee wet."

I swear if I had pumped my rock hard cock twice I would have shot a six foot blast I was so fucking excited.

As we parted and my senses started coming back I remembered and asked, "Oh, how is your mom by the way?"

Sara smiled, put out that pouty lip again and said, "I'm going for naughty right fucking now. I'll tell you tonight." And then she slammed the door, turned her head around, smiled, and jiggled her ass, and then got in her car and was gone.

And me? I had to exert some considerable effort in not going home and jacking off at that instant. I had every fucking intention of pumping a huge full load of my cum down Sara's hot little throat in an hour and a half.

I went home and got ready, you know, "Shit, Shower, and Shave." When I was showering I saw my dad's disposable shaver, grabbed it and shaved my pubes. In ten minutes I looked like I did when I was ten years old, and weird as it seemed, I swear it made my cock look bigger, which I promptly started pumping. But as soon as I felt my balls starting to tighten I stopped. I sure didn't want to rob Sara of her surprise. The surprise? I hadn't cum in three days.

Sara texted and said that she told Orla that we were going out on a date and that Orla said I had to come and pick her up, so I now had to face Orla for the first time since our blow up. This would be most interesting.

I stopped on my way and bought a box of chocolates, for Orla, a peace offering of sorts. Hopefully they wouldn't end up thrown in my face.

As I walked in Orla sat at that same damn kitchen chair that I had pissed all over one day in what seemed like a past life. She smiled and said, "Hi Jerry. You have no idea how happy it makes me that you two are finally going out on a date."

I smiled as warmly as I could, handed her the chocolates and said, "Orla, these are for you for having such a wonderful daughter. Thanks for putting us together. Sara is fabulous."

Orla stood up so fast that I actually flinched. She moved across the three steps between us, hugged me tightly and in between sobs said, "Oh Jerry, thank you so much for agreeing to come here tonight, and thank you for these wonderful chocolates. I do hope we can put our past behind us and that you can forgive my, my horrible behavior."

"Orla, I said, Let's just take it a day at a time. I think we have a chance to." I gently kissed her cheeks one and then the other which had tears on them and then added, "Orla, you have made many good things happen in my life and none of us are perfect. We are all flawed. But I am still in college, and now have a car, and have just met a fabulous woman and none of that would have happened without you." And then I smiled and added, "You just made me pay a price that I didn't expect to pay."

She kept sobbing but smiled at my joke and said, "I'm so sorry Jerry. So sorry for my wickedness."

I kissed her cheek again, smiled and said, "Don't be Orla, I'm not."

Then I took Sara's hand and said, "Ready for a hot date gorgeous?"

Sara laughed and answered, "You bet your sweet ass I am handsome."

I think we both knew what was about to happen, or should I say we both knew what we wanted to happen.

Orla seemed happy when we left and Sara was amazed at it all. The first thing she said when we got in the car after a nice long kiss was, "Jerry, the chocolates, they were perfect. They not only broke the ice, They fucking melted it. I have never seen her cry before. Thank you Jerry. And all the words that came out of your mouth, oh my God, I was just amazed. You are one hell of a guy Jerry Martin."

I just smiled, started the car, and asked, "So, what shall we do for dinner my sweet?"

Sara still looking amazed, smiled and answered, "What would you like for dinner Jerry?"

"Really?" I asked.

Now Sara got a devious look in her eye and answered, "Yes, really."

I looked at this beautiful woman and just casually answered, " I don't care what we have for dinner. All I know is what I want for desert."

Sara starting to move ever so slowly reached her hand over and put it on my leg about two inches from my quickly hardening cock and asked, "And would you like your desert before dinner my love."

I was now getting hotter than hell as I answered, "I want my desert for dinner and then I want seconds,"

Sara pulled her hand off my leg and sharply said, " Then put this fucking car in gear and take me where we are going in a hurry because I want my own fucking desert too."

Luckily we didn't come across any cops in that half mile ride because I was going about fifteen over and she had my cock out pumping it before a hundred feet were traveled. We did that half mile in forty five seconds and we actually made it all the way to my bedroom without falling or anything.

When we finally were there I kissed her hard and deep and she had my pants around my ankles in fifteen seconds. She kissed me once more and as she sank to her knees she said, "Guess I was quicker so I get my desert first."

I couldn't believe what was happening. There was Sara, this beautiful flaming redhead on her knees, with my cock in one hand and those piercing green eyes staring deeply into my eyes with her mouth around the head of my now swollen cock trying to smile at me but she couldn't because she had a mouthful of cock. I smiled back at her as I put my hands behind her head and grabbed two fistfuls of that red hair and pulled her head closer to me. She moaned and her hand dropped from my cock and then both hands grabbed my bare ass as she took my cock deeper and deeper with each pull of my hands. I was pulling her head and she was pulling my ass with the result being my cock was quickly at the back of her throat. This went on for four strokes and then she abruptly pulled my cock out and moved back and stood up. She pushed me onto the bed and as I fell backwards my cock was standing straight up at attention. Now she smiled at me, whipped her shirt off and her braless breasts were just all there. Now she slowly undid her pants and smiling at me as she lowered them down showing me that she wasn't wearing any panties and this fabulous red bush that was as flaming red as her hair was now all mine. Now standing right next to me totally nude she whispered, "Want some desert too boner boy?" I couldn't even speak as she then, in one swift motion jumped on the bed, dove back onto my cock inhaling it and swung her leg over me so all I could see was that lovely wet red dripping bush coming down onto my face. My tongue was extended as fucking far as it could be and was perfectly positioned so that when she dropped onto me, my tongue went as far into her as it could go and damn I gotta tell you at that second I wished my tongue was six inches long. She started gyrating around and moaning as loud as a tomcat could with a mouthful of cock. I couldn't get enough. It was happening so fast. My tongue was on her clit, then back in her hole and all over the area and then back again. Then all at once she sat straight up and right on my face. She was still pumping my cock with her hand but was now moaning and wailing so loud that it distracted my attention, and that was actually good because it took my attention from my tightening balls and put my own explosion off a bit. My hands were all over her pussy and ass area and it wasn't a minute before she almost screamed, "Oh Jerry I'm gonna cum." And then she sat straight up, quit moving and her body stiffened and just kind of spasmed or quivered, the juices just seeped out of that sweet red pussy and onto my outstretched tongue, But there was so much that it was covering my entire chin area.