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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 bathingsuit. 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 suit 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 suit . 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 subbie, 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 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 suit 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 cliche. 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."