Femdom Spanking: MILF Punishes Young Neighbor And Milks Him

This is a fictional story that is only allowed to be read from the age of 18

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Sexy MILF Catches Young Neighbor Spying

Claudia had been living alone since her divorce, in a modern apartment block. Early forties, dark-haired, fit, attractive, she knew the students in the building often sneaked glances at her.

She didn’t mind. But that warm early summer evening, when she stepped out onto her balcony in a light house dress, she noticed Daniel immediately.

The young man from upstairs was leaning on his railing. His phone was angled down, but his eyes weren’t on the screen. They were fixed through the narrow gap in her balcony, directly at her.

“Daniel!” she called sharply.

He jumped, face flushing red, trying to force a smile. “Uh… hi, Claudia…”

“Come down here. Now.” Her voice was calm, but the tone left no choice.

Ten minutes later he was at her door. Jeans, t-shirt, hair still messy, he looked like a boy caught with his hand in the cookie jar. Claudia stood in the doorway, arms crossed. “Inside.”

The door shut behind him with a solid click. Inside, the air smelled faintly of perfume and red wine. A lamp cast warm light across the living room. Claudia stopped in front of her leather armchair, her eyes locked on him.

“You think I don’t notice when someone spies on me?” she asked.

“It was… it was just a mistake…” he mumbled.

“Spare me the excuses. What you need is a lesson.”

Strict Neighbor Woman Pulls Student Over Her Knee

She lowered herself into the wide armchair, leaned back, crossed her legs, then gestured firmly. “Come here.”

Daniel froze. “What… what are you going to do?”

“You’re going to get exactly what you deserve. Over my knee. Now.”

“But… I’m not a child anymore…”

“Which makes it worse, Daniel. You’re old enough to know better. Come here.”

He hesitated, but Claudia reached out, gripped his arm, and pulled him down with surprising strength. In one smooth move she maneuvered him across her lap.

The chair creaked under the sudden shift. His torso hung forward, his hands bracing against the carpet, his legs dangling awkwardly.

“That’s better,” Claudia said, one hand pressing firmly against his hip. “Now you can listen.”

Older Woman Lowers Jeans And Boxers For A Spanking

Her fingers went straight to his waistband. Daniel squirmed, trying to push himself up. “Claudia, please, you can’t…”

“Be still,” she snapped. With a swift tug she popped the button and dragged down the zipper. His jeans slid lower and lower until they bunched around his knees.

Underneath, the tight black boxers clung across his ass. Claudia let her palm glide across them, slow and deliberate. “And these too.”

“No… please…” he murmured, voice thick with shame.

But Claudia had already gripped the elastic and yanked it down in one firm motion. His bare cheeks sprang into the lamplight, pale and defenseless across her lap. The cool air hit him, and his face flushed hotter.

“Exactly how I want you,” Claudia murmured, almost with satisfaction. She laid her hand flat against his exposed flesh, stroking slowly, as if testing the shape. “Now there’s nothing left for you to hide behind.”

Sexy MILF Spanks Bare Ass Of Young Man

The first smack cracked down suddenly. Her palm struck his skin with a sharp slap that echoed through the living room. Daniel gasped.

The second followed quickly, hard on the opposite cheek. His flesh quivered under the impact, the color already shifting from pale to pink.

Left, right, steady rhythm. Claudia’s arm rose and fell, her hand landing again and again on his now-trembling ass. The skin glowed hotter with each strike, pink deepening to red.

Daniel panted, his body jerking with every blow. He tried to push up, but Claudia’s left hand held him pinned across her lap. “You’re staying right here. You’re going to learn what happens when you spy on women.”

“I’m sorry!” he cried.

“Not sorry enough.” Her smacks came faster, a flurry of sharp cracks filling the room. The leather chair groaned under their movement, the sound of skin on skin ringing out again and again.

By now Daniel’s bottom was a blazing red, the heat searing through him with every twitch.

Then Claudia paused. Her palm rested firmly on his burning flesh, fingers sliding lower, deeper, until she brushed the stiffness hanging between his thighs. Daniel gasped, body tensing instantly.

“Oh… Claudia… don’t…”

“Oh yes,” she said calmly. “You need more than just red cheeks.”

Hot MILF Milks Spanked Young Man Over The Knee

Her hand closed around him, sure and controlled. She stroked him in a steady rhythm, milking him over her knee while he lay sprawled across her lap, jeans and boxers tangled at his ankles, his red, punished bottom bouncing under her grip.

Daniel groaned, twisting helplessly. The position left him totally exposed, every thrust of her hand forcing his hips against her thigh. His ass still throbbed from the spanking, heat pulsing through every nerve, while below her hand drove him higher.

Claudia’s strokes grew firmer, faster. Her other hand pressed him down at the hip, holding him tightly. “You’ll stay here until you’re finished. You’ll let go when I decide.”

“I… I can’t…” he panted.

“Oh, you can.” Her voice was low, commanding, her grip relentless.

The pressure built, hot and unbearable. His body strained against her lap, toes curling, breaths coming in ragged gasps. With a loud, desperate groan he finally came, spilling over her hand and across his belly, shuddering as his punished bottom twitched red in her lap.

Claudia slowed her hand, drawing out the last spurts, then finally released him. “That’s what you needed. So you’ll remember.”

She let him lie there, gasping, before she lifted him off her lap. He stood trembling before her, jeans and boxers still around his ankles, face burning with humiliation.

Claudia reached up, lifted his chin, forcing him to meet her eyes. “This stays between us. But if you ever try spying again…” She tapped the armrest of the chair. “You know exactly where you’ll end up.”

Daniel nodded quickly, unable to speak.

He pulled his clothes back up slowly, every brush of fabric against his raw skin making him flinch. When he left, the warmth of his spanking still burned deep, and the memory of her hand on him lingered even stronger.