This short story is an entry in the 2001 Soc.Sexuality.Spanking Summer Short Story Contest and is copyright by the author and commercial use is prohibited without permission. Personal/private copies are permitted only if complete including the copyright notice. The author would appreciate your comments
Category: Adult
In Anticipation Of
By
His penis swelled against his briefs. He pulled the razor slowly up his cheek. She gazed at his eyes in the mirror, her hand cupping his bottom, squeezing.
'I'm going to blindfold you', she said. 'You won't know who is going to be doing what to your hot self.' She enjoyed the movement of his eyes at this. She knew what his fantasy involved.
She rubbed her hand back and forth across his bottom. His briefs were of the old, very soft variety. She moved her hand back an inch and spanked his right cheek gently. 'You'll have to helplessly endure whatever we decide to subject you to.'
His relished the feeling of lust her words and touch excited in him. She smoothed his briefs and patted his bottom. He drew the razor down in short strokes above his upper lip. He rinsed it under the hot water and prepared to shave the other side of his face.
She contemplated the reflection of her guy in the mirror. She smacked his bottom again as her gaze dropped to the lump in the front of his briefs. She turned toward him and let her other hand travel down his stomach, over the waistband of his briefs.
She touched his engorged organ. It curled between his balls, straining against the soft cotton bondage of his briefs. She smacked his bottom quite hard as he dropped the razor toward the sink to be rinsed again. Her fingertips reached the tip of his penis, its outline perfect against his briefs.
'How many women will be here?' he asked. She squeezed his cheeks and continued spanking him as she replied. Her swats were firm, and the sound was loudly reflected from the surrounding tile. He bent over the sink to rinse his face.
She slipped her fingers inside the waistband of his briefs and slid the garment to his knees. He reached for a towel, and she gazed at his erection happily. 'That information, young man,' she said, 'is for me to know and for you to find out.' She stood with her feet slightly apart, one hand rubbing his bare bottom, the other his stomach.
He pushed down on the base of his penis, his erection jutting straight out. He smiled at her. Soon after they were married, she had joked with him about being the towel boy. Her tender attentions almost never failed to leave him with such a stiff penis that she would occasionally hang a hand towel from the available protuberance.
He placed his stiffness between the tops of her thighs. She wiggled pleasurably as he stood a little straighter. His hands cupped her bottom as he moved his hips away from hers. 'Well, none of them will get to experience this after spanking me,' he said.
She sighed as he moved his pelvis. The friction against the crotch of her panties was delicious. He rubbed her bottom and reached for the hairbrush. She licked her lips, waiting for the sting.
The End
© Copyright Summer, 2001
Reviews
Michele <mcasson(at)telus(dot)com>
There's a sensuality and tenderness to this story that's very appealing. MusicMan effectively builds erotic tension through a slow, steady layering of descriptions of a woman touching a man. The dialogue adds to the sense of anticipation, too.
The ending of the story is an intriguing surprise, too, one that leaves me wanting to read more.
Alex Birch <alexbirch(at)blueyonder(dot)co(dot)uk>
This was quite a titillating tale of the mutual harmony between man and wife, the understanding of mutual stimulation explained in an articulate form. I just hoped he wasnt shaving his throat at any point in her ministrations!! Nice little story.