This short story is an entry in the 2003 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 -- Repost (was posted to SSS as Fave Fantasy #1, revised.)
Waking Fantasy
By
Courtney <Courtenesca@aol.com>
A recurring fantasy spins behind my drowsy eyes almost every night.. I don't analyze it too closely -- the why of this gentle theme -- except that it helps me relax into wistful dreams.
...It's always at a beach, preferably on an ocean, but nurturing water of some kind is nearby. The house is huge and old, big enough and warm enough for people to visit, sharing its generous accommodation without everyone camping out on the floor in sleeping bags.
A must-have: a large stone fireplace. Or even an old wood stove. But a fireplace preferably. And big comfy, well-lived cushioned furniture to envelop weary beachcombers.
With a large spacious deck facing the beautiful beckoning water.
Nighttime at the Beach:
...I'm tired from a long day puttering around, doing chores: cleaning up and shopping for guests, etc. Sunning and swimming, cooking, chasing -- and being chased on the beach....
Sprawled lazily on the sofa, I can't even make it up the stairs to our bedroom. I'm afraid I'll miss something if I go to bed, but my eyes are almost closed.
"Little one, if you don't go to bed now, I'll have to spank you in front of
our guests...."
Of course, now the guests are all grinning at me. Immediately, I discover renewed energy. Whining. Prevaricating. Refusing.
Like a tired toddler, he easily takes me in his arms, and turns me over his knee. My shorts come down; my sweatshirt is pushed way up my back. No panties.
At the beach? Nah!
My bare feet swish the air. Our friends start armchair spanko-quarterbacking catcalls.
My lover spanks my bare bottom -- slowly, solidly -- building the intensity for his audience, and for the woman he loves.
My face blooms pink, but my bottom will out-color it momentarily. Sensual heat floods my struggling body, though I'm wildly embarrassed being spanked in front of such a captive audience!
He spanks me to the very edge, leaving me dangling for an eternity, till he nudges me over the side.... I shriek, moan, gulp, pant, surrender -- in no discernible order.
Suddenly, he and I are all alone for these mere seconds of bliss. My mind is somewhere on Olympus, my heart thudding with promise. My body is open and ripe for the taking.
His enveloping hand strokes my bottom. His fingers grope between my wet thighs; my rump wiggles and twitches for more attention. My singular sighs mesh with the sound of the breaking waves.
...We come back to earth, and when I'm conscious I'm blushing more than I thought possible. He orders his naughty one upstairs, with affectionate ribbing from the assembled (and envious) company.
I'm ordered to stand in the corner till he comes up. He growls a warning not to dare rub my bottom if I know what's good for me!
He winks, kisses me soundly, then swats me (naked from the waist down) up the stairs. He threatens, promises, that he will be up for me soon.
A satisfied Cheshire cat, I smirk. I know I won't have long to wait.
The End
© Copyright Courtney, 25 June 2003
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An interesting piece of writing (slice of life musing). Nicely done, good visual imagery and description. The author does a good job of getting the reader inside the protag's head.
Sassy Jo < sassy_jolene(at)hotmail(dot)com>
The story itself is a very good concept. The beginning is either unnecessary or should be worked into the story itself. I like the way the author has herself and her lover in a momentary warp alone. And I like that there were audience calls as she is positioned in the lap. I am not certain that the tale is original, but I like it well enough that I won't worry so much with its originality. The story itself is a good flowing story and I enjoyed reviewing it.
Rosa
A solid story with a mostly drifty, dreamy quality. Wonderful descriptions evoked both a sense of quiet and gentleness -- and oh! -- the exquisite embarrassment of being spanked in front of company!