Ninety-five degrees. God, it was hot today! I was only wearing a bathing suit
and still I felt as if I were melting. The breeze through the windows of the car
helped some, but the air continued to stifle. I reached over and wiped the
inevitable perspiration from his forehead with a tissue, my hand grazing his
muscular thigh on its return to my lap. He smiled and thanked me, his own hand
reaching over to run up the inside of my thigh and entwining its fingers with my
own, though not before making a slight detour over my clit through the bottom of
my bikini. It was almost too hot to touch, but we had a hard time keeping our
hands off each other regardless of the temperature; which was usually hot
anyway, even at 30 below zero! The car sped along the road almost urgently, as
if it needed to reach its destination and cool off as much as we did. The day
was beautiful in spite of the heat and the countryside began to give way to more
and more sand as we got closer to the beach. Soon, we could smell the typical
beach-front aroma: sand, water, and suntan lotion. We both loved the beach,
although this was only the second time we'd ever been to a beach together, and
the first time that it had been just the two of us. I looked forward to this
time alone with him and wondered what he had in mind for this excursion; as my
MASTER, he was never without an idea as to what either we or I could perform on
any given outing. I only hoped there were no amphibians involved in his plans.
He guided the car into a space just in front of another car. Spaces were nearly
non-existent; the beach was packed. "Nice job," I said while the driver of the
other car yelled something out the window as he drove past us. We ignored him
and gathered out things from the back seat. As I leaned over the seat to reach
the towels, I felt his hand slide up the back of my thigh. Before I could move
or push his hand away, he pulled my bikini up the crack of my ass, holding the
small of my back against the seat with his other hand. "Stop," I giggled.
"People will see." "I know," he said wickedly. His hand was strong against my
body and I knew I couldn't move. It was too hot; I was starting to feel
perspiration on my back while my ass was virtually exposed through the
windshield of the car. He leaned over and kissed my ass cheeks, running his
tongue over them and making me moan. Then, he moved the fabric aside slightly
and ran his tongue up the crack of my ass and licked my asshole. "We're going to
get arrested," I protested, ignoring the wetness beginning to increase between
my legs. "Who cares?" he said, slapping my ass hard enough to make me jump.
"Ok," he said, "let's hit the beach." He released his hold on my back, I grabbed
the towels and my beach bag and put my sunglasses on, hoping no one had seen
what had just happened. I slid back down into the seat and reached beneath me to
pull my suit back into its intended position. "I didn't say you could pull that
down," he said, looking at me with a serious yet mischievous expression on his
gorgeous face. "It wasn't meant to be a thong," I shot back. "But it looks much
better that way and I want to see your ass," he said sternly. "Oh, come on," I
said, "this is a public beach." "Yes. And I think the public would love to see
your ass, too." I could tell this was going to require a compromise instead of
an argument. "What do I have to do to get you to forget this idea?" I asked
quietly. "Hmmm. That's a good question. Why don't you tell me?" he said,
throwing the ball back into my court as he enjoyed doing so often. "I'll give
you a blowjob," I said, playfully squeezing his cock. "Not good enough, but
you'll be allowed to do that, too," he said with a smile. "Ok, I'll flash
someone on the beach," I said exasperated. "Two people, a man and a woman," he
countered. "Oh, come on," I pleaded, "one is bad enough." "Your ass is going to
get very tan today," he said, looking out the window. "Alright, two people," I
said, resigned. "You're learning not to argue so much," he said with a smile. I
gave him a sideways glance and a slight smile, pulled my suit down, and opened
the door. We both stepped out of the sexual heat that had been building in the
car and into the sweltering heat of the open, sun-soaked beach. "God, it's so
hot!" I said, scanning the beach for a vacant spot. "Yeah, but hot is good,
right?" he said and I knew exactly the meaning he intended. "Yeah, hot is good,"
I said, smiling at him. We started walking toward the water, looking desperately
for an appropriate spot to settle down. We finally found a vacant spot and
spread the towels out to lay on. I found my baby oil in the bag and began to
spread it on my legs. "Want some help?" he asked, reaching for the bottle. "If
you would be so kind," I answered demurely. I stretched out on the towel and
closed my eyes. I felt his strong hands on my thighs and the warm oil slid over
my already hot flesh. He massaged the slippery liquid into my slightly tanned
skin, running his hands up the outside of my legs to my hips. He was straddling
my body and as his hands squeezed my thighs, I heard him say in a very sexy
voice, "Spread your legs." My eyes flew open and I shook my head no. "We can't,"
I protested. "Can't what?" he said. "How do you expect to get an even tan with
no oil on your inner thighs?" "Oh." I said, embarrassed. "I thought you
meant....." He just smiled and gently eased my legs apart slightly. He dripped
the oil down the insides of my thighs and slowly kneaded it into my skin. I
could feel my pussy start to throb as I savored the feeling of his hands on my
body. I couldn't remember ever being turned on by applying baby oil; but then,
he could turn me on without even touching me, so I don't know why I was
surprised. His hands caressed my legs and began working their way up to my
stomach and chest. The oil felt sinfully delicious and his firm, massaging
fingers even more so as he rubbed it into my tummy, running his fingers
playfully under the top of my bikini bottom. "Watch it," I said, joking. "I can
do whatever I want, remember?" he advised, slipping his hand between my legs
quickly. "Ok, Ok! Just stop! Please." I begged, glancing around to see if anyone
was watching us. He moved his hand from between my legs after slapping my pussy
gently, just to remind me who's boss. I smiled, realizing once again how
powerful his control was over me, even in spite of my frequent protests to his
authority. His hands slid easily up to my chest and he again dripped the oil
onto my delicate flesh, making sure to lodge a few drops in the front of my
bikini top between my breasts. Grazing my nipples with his thumbs, he slowly
began to distribute the oil across my heaving chest. He slipped his fingers
slightly down the front of my suit and gently oiled my breasts. He finished up
with my shoulders and arms and then told me to turn over. He didn't give me much
room to complete that task, as he continued to straddle my body. As I turned
over, my ass brushed his crotch gently and I could feel how hard he was. This
increased the wetness that was spreading between my own legs. This time he
started at my shoulders and worked his way down, drizzling the oil down my back
and allowing the small stream to slide down the small of my back into the bottom
of my bikini. I felt a bead of oil slip sensuously down the crack of my ass to
my pussy. There was nothing I could do to relieve the tickling sensation it
created, so I just squirmed a little on the towel. "That's really getting me
hard," he whispered in my ear. "Good," I said wickedly. "You realize that you'll
have to remedy that situation," he challenged. "Of course, MASTER, it would be
my pleasure," I said. >From the small of my back, his hands ran effortlessly
down my hips and the outside of my thighs. I was thinking how wet I was getting
when he slipped his fingers quickly under the edges of my suit and ran it up the
crack of my ass as he'd done in the car. My hands flew toward my ass to pull my
suit down, but his hands stopped me. "Just relax," he said sternly. "Come on,
don't," I protested, still trying to reach my suit. " I WILL spank you right
here!" he warned me and I knew he was serious so I put my hands down with an
exasperated sigh. "That's better," he said. I was terribly nervous that someone
was watching us, but I was so excited with the sun on my bare cheeks and his
hands kneading the hot oil into my flesh that I really didn't care. "Do you know
how sexy your ass is?" he hissed. "No," I said. "I want to fuck you," he
whispered. "Ok, the minute we get back to the car," I replied sensuously. "No,
right now," he said. "Right. Here on the beach in front of all these people," I
said in a cock tone. "You got it," he said, squeezing my ass cheeks. "We'd get
arrested," I said, knowing he was only half-serious. "I doubt many would object
after they saw your body," he said matter-of-factly. "No, they'd probably all
run screaming to their cars," I said sarcastically. "Hush," he said and
emphasized his statement by quickly slipping his well-oiled finger into my
asshole. I jumped and squirmed which only served to drive his finger deeper into
my ass. "Stop," I said firmly. "Excuse me?" he said. "You didn't just tell ME to
stop, did you?" "PLEASE," I begged. "Watch it, or this could be my dick," he
whispered in my ear. With that, he thrust his finger deep and hard into my ass
and then slowly withdrew it, pulling a low moan of pleasure from my throat as
well. He patted my ass but left my suit rearranged as he finished applying oil
to my legs. When he reached my ankles, he sat back and told me I could pull my
suit back down. After readjusting my suit, I turned back over onto my back and
he settled next to me on the towels. "Want me to return the favor?" I asked,
playfully fingering the bottle of oil. "No, you can grease me later," he
retorted with a smile. I laughed and closed my eyes as the sun beat down
unmercifully on our bodies. I must have been dozing because the next thing I
knew, his lips were on mine and his tongue slid slowly into my mouth. I moaned
and pulled him closer. "Time to wake up, Sleeping Beauty," he said softly as our
lips parted. With that, he leaned over and scooped me up into his arms and began
to carry me toward the water. "You're just too hot for this beach," he said.
Let's cool you off a bit." "No, please, I don't want to get wet," I pleaded. "I
think you probably already are," he said with a grin. "Seriously, I just wanted
to lay out," I insisted. "Well, my little slave, that's not all I wanted you to
do," he said in his commanding tone. We had reached the water and he was wading
out into it, threatening to throw me in. "Please don't," I begged, laughing
helplessly. He swung me back and forth in his arms, releasing me just enough
each time to make me scream. Finally, on the last swing, he released my legs and
I splashed to a standing position with my arms still around his neck. "Don't
ever do that again," I threatened and pulled his mouth down to mine. His arms
encircled my waist and his hands ran slowly over my ass as we kissed. Suddenly,
his hand slapped my ass hard and it stung terribly since my bikini was already
wet. "Ow!" I cried. "Don't tell me what to do," he said sternly and grabbed my
hand and we began wading through the water down the beach. After about twenty
feet, I said, "Let me get a towel if we're going far, just in case." "Ok. I'll
wait here," he said. I waded back to shore and grabbed a towel from the bag. I
threw the towel around my neck and waded back out to where he was standing. I
slipped my hand into his again and we started walking. We walked quite a
distance down the beach and the longer we walked, the fewer people we began to
see. Walking through the water was overly tiring and eventually we moved closer
and closer to the shoreline. We walked a little further down on the sand with
the water lapping at our feet and ankles. The cool water felt very good
considering the heat of the day. We had wandered onto a more lush part of the
beach with trees and bushes. There were even a few picnic tables scattered about
the area. Both of us were tired of walking and he guided me toward a grassy spot
beneath a few trees. We spread the towel out and sat down, looking out over the
water. I was feeling a little hot and not because of the weather, so I leaned
over to kiss him, my hand sliding up his thigh at the same time. he returned my
passion, his tongue eagerly penetrating my mouth and he grabbed my hand resting
on his thigh and moved it to his crotch and his very hard cock. I squeezed him
hard, trying to convey how much I wanted him. His hand slid up my thigh and
inside the bottom of my bikini. His fingers stimulated my already hard clit and
then slipped inside my wet pussy. He fucked his fingers in and out of me while
he kissed down my neck to my tits. His tongue flicked my nipples through my
bikini top and they hardened instantly. Up until now, my eyes had been closed,
enjoying the delicious sensations running through my body. As his hand moved
around my waist and up my back to the hook of my bikini and his fingers tried to
slip it undone, my eyes flew open and I suddenly realized where we were. "We
shouldn't," I said, reaching for his wrist. "Shhh. There's no one around to
see," he whispered. "Still....." I said, worried. "Hush," he commanded, his
mouth closing over mine and his fingers finally succeeding in their task of
unfastening my top. It virtually popped off of my body and into his hand, which
quickly threw it behind his back out of my reach. One of his hands squeezed my
tits while the other eased me down onto the towel, his body rolling over onto
mine, silencing any further protests with its insistency. I moaned as his mouth
moved down to replace his hand on my breasts. My eyes closed again and I forgot
momentarily where we were again. It was beautiful here. The trees provided
enough protection from the hot sun and the gentle breeze off the water washed
languidly over our bodies. His tongue wandered down my breastbone to my
belly-button, flicking it playfully. His hands gripped my waist as he buried his
teeth in the fabric of my bikini bottom and began to pull them down my hips.
"No, wait...." I began. "I told you to hush. There's no one around. Stop
worrying," he said and resumed his expert, sensual removal of my bikini. I gave
up trying to fight him and just tried to relax. Suddenly, he stopped and moved
on top of me again, letting me feel the hardness between his legs against my own
wet pussy. "I want you," I whispered, kissing his neck. "Be careful what you
wish for," he said with a smile, ominously quoting the cliché. Before I could
ask what he meant, he kissed me hard and urgently. "Will you suck me?" he asked,
knowing the answer. "Silly question," I replied, reaching between our bodies and
squeezing his cock. He chuckled softly and rolled over onto his back, his stiff
cock creating an obvious bulge in his shorts. I sat up, looking around to see if
there was anyone in sight. There were a few people walking down the beach, but
they were far enough away from us not to even notice us, much less se what we
were doing. I kneeled between his spread legs and reached into his shorts to
withdraw his beautiful cock. He was so hard already, I thought he might come in
my mouth before I even got to work on him. But he has tremendous staying power,
and as it turned out, he was simply overly excited and eager to have me suck
him. I massaged his dick slowly with my hand, my other squeezing his balls.
"Suck me," he said through the clenched teeth of desire. My mouth lowered itself
to the swollen head of his cock. My tongue slowly tickled the tip and licked
delicately up and down the shaft, but I didn't put him completely into my mouth.
I enjoyed teasing him, playing with his pleasure. It wasn't often that I got to
tease him, usually he commanded and I obeyed; but there were rare occasions when
he allowed me some leeway in accomplishing my tasks. I knew my tongue was
driving him crazy and I finally satisfied his desire by closing my mouth over
his dick. I sucked on his cock furiously, squeezing the base with my hand. He
felt so wonderful in my mouth, I though I could just do this forever. He moaned
and his hand reached around the back of my head, holding it as he began to fuck
my mouth. I increased my suction with each stroke and soon he felt like he would
explode. I thought he would come in my mouth and I was ready for the delicious
release from his pulsing cock. Instead, however, he pulled out of my mouth and
his face looked as if he were holding back a tremendous orgasm. "Why did you
stop?" I asked, puzzled. "You'll see," he said breathlessly. I was curious. He
sat up and kissed me deeply and my hand found his cock again and stroked it
tenderly. He pushed me gently back onto the towel and continued to kiss me. I
closed my eyes once again and explored his hot mouth with my tongue. One of his
hands was squeezing my tit, but I didn't feel his other hand at all. Then,
suddenly, I discovered what it had been doing. He had picked up the top of my
bikini and he quickly put it over my eyes and tied it behind my head,
blindfolding me. "Hey," I began to protest. "Just relax and enjoy," he said
quietly. "Not another word." I did as he said, for the moment, and didn't say
anything more. He picked up where he had left off earlier and I felt his teeth
nip me gently as he sunk them into the fabric of my suit. He virtually ripped
the bottom off with his teeth and I was completely nude. The sensations I was
only allowed to experience by feeling, due to the blindfold were exquisite.
Everything was heightened beyond belief. I lay there, helpless with lust, as he
spread my legs and drove his tongue into my aching pussy. He licked and sucked
my clit, catching it between his teeth occasionally for impact. His fingers soon
took over in my pussy and he brought me to the trembling edge of a shattering
orgasm and simply held me there, not allowing me to come. I begged him to let me
release my passion, but he denied me that pleasure. "You will come when I tell
you to," he said. "Not before." The words were strong, determined, yet edged
with gentleness and I knew that I wouldn't release the intense orgasm building
inside me until he allowed me to, no matter how badly I wanted to. He withdrew
his fingers from me and slid them into my mouth where I licked them clean.
"You're going to enjoy this," he said. I ALWAYS enjoyed it, and I couldn't
determine what the difference or twist would be this time. We had fucked
outdoors before, and I had been blindfolded before, so what was so unusual? I
couldn't see anything, but I definitely sensed that there was something unique
about the situation. I did notice that the breeze had quit blowing over us,
although I could hear it rustle the trees. It was as if something was blocking
it. Before I could ponder this more, he wet his finger and slid it into my ass,
fucking me quickly. I moaned and my hips rolled toward him as he fucked deeper
into me. I was so close to coming and he could tell and warned me, "Remember,
when I say so." I fought to gain control of my body and he fucked my ass more
shallow to help. Then he removed his finger altogether and I felt the head of
his cock against my dripping pussy. He slowly inserted it into me and my muscles
contracted around him hotly. With one deep, final thrust, he was completely
inside me and I thought I would die of ecstasy. He fucked me slowly at first,
with deep, long strokes, and I felt as though he were massaging my most intimate
place with his lovely cock. Soon, however, his rhythm intensified and he began
fucking me hard, his balls slapping my body with each stroke. I began to gasp,
my back arching and my hands gripping the towel violently as I anticipated my
climax. "Not yet," he said as he pulled out of me. "Oh, God, please!" I begged
him. "Almost, but not yet," he said again and I felt his hands pushing my legs
farther back and the tip of his cock against my ass. He rubbed the wetness from
my pussy over my asshole and greased his cock with it as well. "Oh, no," I said,
unsure of whether I wanted this. "Oh, yes," he said and eased the head into my
tight hole. "Oh, God!" I cried, happy that I hadn't protested too much. I held
onto his wrists tightly as he fucked my ass thoroughly. "I have a surprise for
you," he said quietly. I felt his hand travel up my body and slowly pull the
fabric away from my eyes, all the while his cock continued to fuck my ass. As my
eyes adjusted to the sudden light, I saw forms above and around me. Focusing
almost immediately, I nearly screamed as my eyes landed on face after face of
the onlookers to our little show. "Oh, my God!" I whispered. "What are you
doing?" I tried to pull away from him, but his hands held me down and his dick
buried itself deeper in my ass. I almost started to cry, but he moved down over
me and held me close to him as he continued to fuck me. "Let's give them a real
show," he whispered tenderly in my ear, reassuring me that this was not worth
dying over. I closed my eyes and wished the crowd away as he pounded my ass,
causing an intense, almost violent, orgasm to build inside of me. "That's my
girl," he said affectionately as his cock swelled inside me. "Here we go, baby,"
he whispered. I was ready to explode and at the very moment I thought I could no
longer contain myself, I felt his finger graze my clit and his voice commanded
masterfully, "Now!" I thought every nerve in my body had exploded as I felt his
cock release its hot contents into me at the same time I came. I shook and
gasped for what seemed like an eternity as I clutched him to me and he continued
to thrust into me, releasing ever drop of come into my ass. I was so scared to
open my eyes, but as I glanced quickly at the faces, I saw smiles and laughter
and as I quickly closed them again, I heard the faint sound of what seemed like
applause and I felt as though I were drifting away on some heavenly cloud of
ecstasy. When I opened my eyes again, I was expecting to have to face these
onlookers. Instead, my eyes focused on ceiling of my bedroom and I felt the
warm, gentle breeze from the window wash over me. As my mind grasped at
understanding, I rolled over and my arm fell across his sexy waist as he slept
beside me. The sun was low in the sky and it cast a seductive, warm glow over
his beautiful body. I smiled and ran my hands over his back, waist, and legs, my
heart calming a bit and my mind beginning to put everything together. I was
relieve beyond belief that it was only a dream; a very vivid dream, but a dream
nonetheless. I sighed and wrapped my arms around his waist making him sigh and
moan in his sleep. As I leaned over to kiss his cheek, my heart jumped to my
throat as my eyes landed on the articles piled near the dresser. I stared,
dumbfounded, at my beach bag, the pile of towels, his shorts, my bikini top and
lastly, the small circle of fabric tied in a know that was my bikini top. I
slowly closed my eyes and laid my head back down on my pillow. As I drifted back
into unconsciousness, hoping against hope that this, too, had been a dream, I
felt his arms pull me to him and heard him whisper softly in my ear,
"Congratulations, we brought the house down."
THE END
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