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Of Fights and Fantasy
by Summer's Rose (summersrose@aol.com)

***

A romantic sex scene revolving around anal sex. (MF, 
oral, anal, spank)

***

With a sigh of contentment, I step from the relaxing 
warmth of the bath water and begin to slowly towel the 
dampness from my skin as I walk toward the bedroom. It 
has been an unbearably long week with you away on 
business and all I can think of is the pleasure of 
showing you how much I missed you.

I spy the shirt and tie you discarded as soon as you 
got home lying forlornly on the bed and I smile to 
myself as I let the towel fall to the floor and quickly 
don your shirt.

Hugging the shirt to me, I close my eyes and inhale 
your scent, feeling you close and loving the sensation 
of having your clothes against my naked skin.

Rolling the long sleeves up to my elbows, I walk over 
to the dresser and take out a pair of black satin thong 
panties, knowing they are your favorite. As I step into 
them and pull them up over my hips, I turn to look in 
the mirror, adjusting the thong to trail seductively 
along the crack of my ass.

Satisfied you will like what you see, I grin impishly 
at my reflection in the mirror and decide to button 
only the middle button on the shirt. I can already feel 
the wetness beginning between my legs as I wander out 
into the living room in search of you. 

Walking into the living room, I see you at the kitchen 
table, eyes focused intently on the screen of your 
laptop computer as you input information you collected 
while on your trip. I pause silently behind you, my 
hand reaching up to undo the single button I fastened 
on my shirt and I let it fall open as I quietly walk 
past you and around to the opposite side of the table.

I stand across from you, placing my hands on my hips to 
pull the shirt open, my penetrating stare willing you 
to look up at me. I am rewarded an instant later when 
in a moment of distraction you realize I have entered 
the room and your eyes travel from the computer screen 
to my semi-naked form and I hear you suck in your 
breath with a soft hiss. 

With a small tilt of my head, I hold your gaze, raising 
my eyebrows suggestively and a hint of a smile plays 
about my lips as I ask without words if you are 
interested.

You respond with a muffled groan and a chuckle as you 
raise your hands to rub your fingertips over your tired 
eyes and I move around the table to stand next to you, 
thrilling to the feel of your arm snaking under the 
shirt and around my waist, your fingers trailing 
teasingly over the crack of my ass as you pull me 
closer to you.

Your lips plant soft, warm kisses along the edge of my 
panties and I cannot believe how incredibly wet the 
simple action makes me. My whole body is aching for you 
and I struggle to hide my disappointment as you look up 
into my face and shake your head with a rueful grin.

"I'm sorry, kitten," you murmur apologetically. "As 
absolutely tempting as you are, I have to get this work 
done first. It's got to be turned in first thing 
tomorrow morning. Maybe in a little while."

I feel my lower lip protrude in a pout and my words 
sound almost whiny to my ears as I plead with you.

"But I've missed you so much; this week has been 
horrible without you! Can't you do that later?"

I am amazed at the petulance I hear in my voice - it is 
so unlike me, and yet I can't seem to stop myself. I 
have always understood and accepted the importance of 
your work and the reality of it often dictates long 
hours, but tonight I only know how much I want you and 
I feel myself becoming increasingly irritated as you 
shake your head again.

"I can't, Baby," you answer softly, the look on your 
face one of surprise at my persistence in having my own 
way. "I'm not sure how long this will take and I have 
to have it ready by tomorrow. I'm sorry!"

"Michael!" 

The word is spoken on an exasperated sigh and as our 
eyes lock in confrontation, for an instant it feels 
like a battle of wills - a feeling strange and out of 
character for both of us.

I silently berate myself for making such a big deal out 
of something that has never been an issue between us 
before. As you attempt a faltering smile and another 
apology in the face of my immature behavior, I am 
mortified to see myself reach over and switch off your 
computer, straightening back up to stand with my arms 
folded tightly against my chest, my chin tilted in 
defiance.

As the reality of what I have just done begins to set 
in, my heart begins to pound loudly in my chest and I 
watch you look silently from the now blank computer 
screen to my defiant stance and back again. I hold my 
breath, waiting for you to explode, knowing I have 
probably lost for you much of the information you had 
painstakingly put in.

I can see your hands clenching and opening as your jaw 
tightens then releases and I know you are struggling to 
hold your temper. I silently thank the gods-that-be 
that you are not quick to anger and when you turn your 
gaze back to me at last, I am puzzled by the 
incongruent mix of anger, laughter and passion I see in 
your eyes.

"You - will - pay - for - that - Kitten!" 

Your voice is low and intense, each word carefully 
enunciated as though you want to be perfectly clear 
with me that I am "officially" in trouble. The 
inclusion of your pet name for me in your words tells 
me volumes about what is going through your mind and I 
feel my body tremble in anticipation as I realize just 
where you might be leading.

Your voice continues in the same low intensity as you 
begin to push your chair back from the kitchen table 
and slowly stand up.

"You have exactly ten seconds to get your sweet ass out 
of my sight and then I'm coming after you!"

The words are barely out of your mouth and I am off in 
a shriek of excitement, racing down the hall to the 
bedroom, your words having told me clearly that I am 
indeed in serious trouble.

I have scarcely made it to the bedroom when I hear your 
footfalls close behind me and in another instant I feel 
your hands grasp my waist firmly as you propel us both 
forward and onto the bed. I land face down, your body 
covering mine restrictively and I dare not move as I 
feel your body shift to lie next to mine, one arm 
snaking around my waist to hold me captive.

"Such a sweet little ass you have, Kitten!"

Your voice is dangerously quiet in my ear as I feel 
your hand raising the shirt to expose my naked ass to 
you, your fingers stroking the soft skin seductively.

"It's a shame to think that it's going to be red and 
burning when I get through with you. In fact, I plan on 
making you so sore, you won't EVER consider doing 
something like that again!"

I feel your fingers continuing to stroke me seductively 
as you talk, trailing along the crack of my ass and I 
bit my lip to keep from moaning out loud. We have never 
played like this before and although I have often 
shared my fantasies with you of being spanked we have 
never yet ventured into this arena. 

An agonizing blend of fear and excitement courses 
through my veins and I am so turned on I can feel the 
wetness soaking through my panties and onto my thighs. 
My body trembles in anticipation, waiting for the first 
slap to fall, my heart beating wildly in my chest.

I feel your hands toying with my panties, tracing the 
line of the thong along the crack of my ass and then 
tugging at them as you pull them off my hips and down 
my legs, tossing them onto the floor.

Unsure of what to expect next, my body tenses in 
confusion as I feel the softness of your lips placing 
gentle kisses on the sensitive skin of my ass, and I 
mentally curse and applaud you at the same time for 
making this an experience I know I will never forget!

"That was really a mean thing you did, kitten!" I hear 
you murmur between kisses. "I think you deserve a good, 
sound spanking, don't you?"

I silently debate for a moment whether or not I should 
answer your question but the matter is taken out of my 
hands as I feel the palm of your hand strike my ass for 
the first time with a resonating slap and I feel my 
whole body jump in response.

I feel the arm around my waist tighten its hold as my 
body struggles to get away from you and I feel myself 
whimpering in excited surrender as the second slap 
resonates in the air.

"You aren't going anywhere, Baby!" You chuckle softly, 
knowing me well enough to understand that my whimpers 
are borne of excitement, not pain. "Not until I'm done 
with you!"

I bury my face in the pillow, fighting not to moan my 
pleasure out loud, determined not to let you know how 
turned on I am and yet aware at the same time that you 
already know and understand. 

I feel the heated slaps of your palm against my burning 
ass, alternated with the soothing tender kisses of your 
lips and my body is on sensory overload. Unable to stop 
myself, I groan out load, calling your name and 
unconsciously raising my hips closer to you. 

The molten heat of orgasm begins to pool in my loins 
and when you splay the fingers of the hand around my 
waist to wind teasingly through my curls and stroke my 
swollen clitoris, I feel myself explode in ecstasy, the 
force of my climax sending shudders through my body as 
I scream my pleasure to you.

My body is still quivering in the aftermath of my 
orgasm when I feel you shifting beside me and turning 
my body so that I am now lying face up on the bed. My 
moan is one of both discomfort and satisfaction as I 
feel the coolness of the bed sheets against the burning 
skin of my ass.

Vaguely I am aware of your body moving over me and 
lowering again to rest between my legs, your breath 
warm on the insides of my thighs. 

Your hands are gentle but determined as they bend my 
legs up and out, opening me to you. I feel your hands 
reach up to my hips, your fingers tightening around me 
as you tug me toward your waiting mouth with a 
possessive ferocity that elicits another moan from me.

My overloaded brain is screaming at you to stop but my 
lips cannot form the words and when I feel your hands 
move from my hips to stroke the innermost skin on my 
thighs, I am lost in pleasure again. 

I feel the tenderness in your fingers as your thumbs 
stroke through my curls, parting my wet and swollen 
lips to you and when warm heat of your tongue dances 
playfully over my clitoris, I can do nothing but give 
my body over to you sensual surrender.

Almost immediately I feel a second orgasm beginning to 
build within me and I struggle not to let go, certain 
that my body cannot stand the unrelenting pleasure. But 
you know me too well, and you feel my traitorous body 
begin to peak beneath the loving ministrations of your 
fingers and mouth.

"Oh, god Michael. No! no, no..."

I hear myself pleading with you as you start to push me 
over the edge again, knowing what I love best and using 
it to your advantage. 

"Yes.. yes, yes!" I hear you whisper softly back to me, 
selflessly unrelenting in your quest for my continued 
pleasure. "Let it happen, baby; just let go!" 

I feel your thumbs begin to stroke continually against 
my folds in gentle, teasing strokes as you suckle my 
clitoris softly into your mouth, bathing it with your 
tongue and I am lost in a flash of heated light as my 
seconds orgasm rocks me to my core.

Tears of release stream down my face as I sob my 
pleasure to you, my hips bucking shamelessly against 
your mouth and I feel you moving with me, your mouth 
and fingers coaxing wave after wave of ecstasy from my 
body. 

As the tremors of my orgasm begin to subside at last, I 
feel your lips begin to trail soft, warm kisses up my 
body until you are hovering over me, the warmth in your 
smile telling me that all is well between us again. 

I smile back at you, feeling almost shy at the 
intensity of the intimacy we have just shared and I 
raise my hand to the back of your neck, gently lowering 
your lips to mine and opening my mouth to you in a 
loving, passionate kiss. 

I feel the hardness of your erection, hot and heavy, 
against my thigh and I reach down between us with one 
hand to stroke the length of you.

I watch your face as your eyes close slowly and then 
open again in pleasure at my touch and as we gaze 
silently at one another, I arch one eyebrow at you in 
seductive invitation. 

You raise your body upright, moving off to the side of 
me to sit on your knees and you chuckle softly in 
understanding as I lazily stretch my passion-cramped 
limbs before rolling over onto my stomach and raising 
my body up on my hands and knees. 

I turn my head to look at you, watching you as you look 
at me and the passion I see igniting in your eyes sends 
new flutters of excitement to my stomach.

You move behind me to kneel between my legs, using your 
own knees as leverage to nudge my legs further apart to 
your liking. I hear your soft intake of breath and feel 
one finger trace teasingly over the crack in my ass and 
I know you are loving what you see.

I shiver in reaction to the feel of your lips against 
the now tender skin of my freshly-spanked butt and I 
hear your soft chuckle as you murmur to me almost 
apologetically.

"I think I got you pretty good, Baby. It looks like you 
may be red and sore for a while."

My mind is struggling to think of a snappy comeback 
when suddenly I feel you enter me with a gentle thrust 
and the pleasurable sensations that begin coursing 
through my body drive all further coherent thought from 
my mind. 

I rock my hips back against your groin, pushing you as 
far into me as I can and I am rewarded by your moan of 
satisfaction. Deliberately I tighten my muscles around 
you, stroking you as you move gently within me. 

I am still so wet that within a few thrusts you are 
completely covered with my juices and as I feel you 
slowly withdraw from me, I can hear the sounds of my 
own wetness.

You shift your body slightly against me as you nudge my 
legs a little further apart and when I feel the tip of 
your erection pressing against the tiny rosebud of my 
ass, I hear myself whimper in excited anticipation.

I feel the warmth of your hands as you grasp my hips 
and gently pull me back toward you, slowly penetrating 
my ass with your erection. After two incredible 
orgasms, my body is relaxed and eager to receive you 
and the wetness of my juices covering your hardness 
allow you to slide into me easily.

I tighten the muscles in my ass around you as you begin 
to thrust slowly against me and we both groan with the 
pleasure the action brings.

I listen to the sound of your breathing and your 
pleasured sighs as I thrust my hips against you in 
counterpoint rhythm. I feel you lean over me to rest 
your chest against my back and wrap your arms tightly 
around me, and I moan softly at the intense sensation 
of the difference in the feel of your thrusting within 
me.

Looking at you over my shoulder, I whisper softly to 
you, telling you of my pleasure and urging you on to 
your own release, promising that this time is for you.

You raise up slightly from where you rest against my 
back and I turn my head further toward you as our lips 
meet in a gentle, yet passionate kiss. I feel your 
tongue thrusting within my mouth, mimicking what your 
erection is doing within my ass and I groan at the 
eroticism of the motion.

When we break apart, I feel you raise your body slowly 
until you are kneeling upright behind me as before and 
I sense a slight change in your rhythm as your thrusts 
come just a little harder, a little faster.

I am moaning in pleasure as I feel the rock hard heat 
of your erection thrusting rhythmically within the 
tight confines of my ass, touching me in incredibly 
sensual places. I feel your breath, warm and humid 
against my ear as you lean over my back and whisper to 
me.

"One more time, Baby! Come fly with me."

For a brief instant I am confused by your words but 
when I feel the gentle touch of your fingers slipping 
through the curls and folds at my center, I understand 
immediately what you are asking and I hear myself 
answer you with a groaning chuckle and a shake of my 
head.

"I can't, Michael. You wore me out. Please, no more."

But you are not about to be dissuaded by my protests 
and when I feel your fingers begin to caress my still-
swollen clitoris with the gentlest of touches, I am 
amazed at how well you know my body. I feel myself 
begin to respond to your caress immediately, my body 
arching greedily into your hand and I hear your soft 
chuckle of approval as you lean forward to plant a soft 
kiss on my back. 

"That's my girl!" you murmur knowingly against my skin. 
"Let's go flying, Baby!" and I feel my breath catch in 
my throat as your hips begin to thrust more urgently 
against me.

Between the sensuous thrusts of your erection in my ass 
and the teasing strokes of your fingers against my 
clitoris, I know I cannot hold out much longer and I 
call to you again, wanting you to come with me. I 
tighten the muscles around you in my ass just a little 
more, eagerly milking your hardness with each stroke. 

I know you are getting close, the labored sound of your 
breathing and your pleasured moans tell me that you are 
almost on the edge. I close my eyes, willing my body to 
completely relax as I push my hips back against you as 
far as I possibly can, moving with you in counterpoint 
rhythm. 

I feel your balls contract up against my ass as your 
erection begins to spasm within me and as I hear you 
groan in the beginnings of your climax, your pleasure 
pushes me over the edge and I cry out my own release, 
feeling my body pulse against yours as we soar toward 
the velvet mist of passion's sweet release. 

END

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