A day at the beach, and the long adventure home

Sarah and I had been dating for a little over a year at this point. We lived about a two hour drive from the Atlantic Ocean, and decided we were going to make a day trip. I packed a nice picnic for lunch, and stopped at a mom and pop restaurant for brunch on the drive there. Over brunch, Sarah teased me about how much she would like to tease me all day on the beach. She told me she had bought a new bikini that she can't wait to see my reaction to. I jokingly told her once I've seen one bikini, I've seem them all.

She slid her foot up my leg and rubbed my crotch through my pants and gave me a wink. "We'll see." She said. We finished our brunch and got back on the road. In my car, usually the rule is 'Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts their cakehole' but Sarah batted her eyes and pursed her lips asking for control of the Playlist. What can I say, she had me wrapped around her little finger. Usher was riding high on TRL so we were listening to a block of his music. When Nice and Slow came on, she leaned over to turn it up a tad. Her hand wandering from the volume knob to my lap, letting it linger there punctuated with a lip bite before pulling back and giggling.

My love language is physical touch so all of this flirtatious behavior was making the drive very pleasant. She commented about halfway through the song that she thinks I won't be able to make it through the day without begging to get in her panties. Nodding towards the stereo, she asked, "but will you want it nice and slow, or will you want it fast and hard? Either way, you can't beg to get into these if I'm not wearing them." She kicked her feet up and slid her thong off, placing it in the center console.

Our arrival at the beach was fairly unremarkable. We found a spot in general parking, paid the meter, changed into our swimsuits, and made our way out on the sand. Sarah was wearing a sundress with spaghetti straps that crossed behind her shoulder blades. Camouflaged by her curly dirty blone hair wrapped in a messy ponytail. The dress was yellow with white tiger stripes. Befitting of her prowess indeed. She glided across the beach with her white dollar store flip-flops in one hand, leaving only faint footsteps in the sand. As the breeze caught her, it gave glimpses of her new bikini bottoms.

They were shiny. Like black chrome. It contrasted nicely with her firm, pale ass cheeks. We found a spot to set up our picnic and I got my first full look at her new bikini. As she pulled her sundress up over her head, the sunlight caught the material and gave it the glint of liquid ink being poured over her features. Her A cup breasts perfectly encased in the shiny material with just the tiniest hint of hardening nipples pressing against the fabric. Her ribs heaving outward with her arms stretched high above her head. Her soft belly pulling my eyes down to her bottoms. She looked like the perfect surfer babe you'd find living an endless summer on any beach around the world.

That was my Sarah in all of her glory. I felt my cock begin to swell at the base, and I quickly ceased oogling her out of fear of full blown erection. She was right. Her new bikini had my mind racing with thoughts that put even the raunchiest of smut novels to shame. I smoothed out our blanket and set out our lunch. Light sandwiches, and some vegetables with dip. Sarah made sure to make unwavering eye contact while licking the ranch dip off of the carrot slices. The day was passed sitting in the sun absorbing as much vitamin D as possible. A fact I jokingly pointed out she hadn't had enough of yet this trip. She winked and agreed. It was time to pack up and go change.

Holding hands we walked up to the boardwalk and down to the restrooms that have locker rooms and showers attached. As we approached, a group with a stroller exited the family restroom, and as quickly as I noticed the family appear, I was pulled into to restroom and the door was locked behind us. Sarah giggled as she backed me up against the door. Her chest to mine. Her hands grasping urgently at my drawstring. I hadn't noticed until I went to pull at hers, that she had done so before I got the chance. My aching cock bounced up out of it's prison and dribbled a spot of precum. She kissed me with the same sense of urgency. I returned her fervor. I knew we didn't have much time. I picked her up and she straddled me standing there.

Grasping under her ass cheeks I lowered her down onto me. The first attempt almost had it, but popped up and out illiciting a groan from both of us. She reached down with her hand and guided me to her wet pussy. She rubbed the head of my cock on her engorged clit before placing me at the opening. There's just something incredibly arousing when a woman does that. She tongue kissed me as I lowered her onto me. She was hot, tight, and wet. She wrapped her arms around the back of my neck and held on while I bounced her further and further down my cock until she was resting on my root. She moaned in my ear. My pace quickened. I was slamming her onto me with force. She grunted each time she bottomed out. I met her with thrusts so hard, my ball sack was actually swinging up to smack her asshole with each stroke. She grabbed me by the back of the head and looked into my eyes. "I want it all in my mouth" she ordered. Feeling the urge boiling up from my sack, I knew I wasn't going to last much longer. So I helped her down, and she immediately dropped to her knees and inhaled my throbbing cock with her fingers dropping to her wet pussy.

I fell back against the door while she gobbed like a professional in heat. She moaned around my cock when she felt it swell and get harder than steel. She knew what was coming next. She swallowed every drop as my orgasm convulsed out of me. Her eyes rolled back and she breathed her own orgasm through her nostrils not once losing her suction on my softening cock. As I grew more and more sensitive, her tongue danced around the head teasing me into more perking convulsions. That post orgasm torture always made her giggle. With that we dressed and headed off to dinner. The restaurant towers over the end of the boardwalk with breathtaking views of the sunrise over the ocean out one side, and the sunset over the bay on the other. Being time for sunset, I chose to request a table on the oceanside. Less of an audience. When we were sat at our table I requested that she retire to the restroom and bring her panties out for me for safe keeping. She faithfully did as told without hesitation.

They were soaked when she handed them to me. She sat in a way that we were both on the same side of the table but that nobody else could see that my hand rested up her skirt. I ran my fingers through her wetness all through appetizer, and informed her that I had a present for her. I placed it on the table and slid it in front of her. It was a box with two items in it that she was to take to the bathroom and put on. She gave me a side-eye glance as she took the small package off the table and dutifully left for the restroom again. I couldn't quite be sure, but I thought she was almost running this time. She returned quickly flushed in the neck and ears. Her eyes were glossed over like they were glass. Around her neck was a simple elastic choker. That was one of the items. The other as I anticipated was placed securely inside her pussy. As she sat back down I told her that she is now bound to my will. Whenever she is wearing that choker, that is her promise to me that she will do as I wish, whenever I wish, no matter where we are or what I wish. She is to obey when wearing thar choker. I asked her if she understood that this meant consent to anything my imagination can come up with. She gulped and nodded in agreement.

I pulled out my cellphone and placed it on the table. The app was already running. I told her that for the rest of dinner, until we are leaving in the car for the ride home, that I will be tracing out the characters to a love letter I have written for her pussy. The app corresponding to the wireless egg vibrator she has nestled safely in her womanhood. I traced a heart on the screen and her eyes clamped shut. She let out a labored breath and grinned. For the rest of the meal, I wrote out all of the things I wanted to do to her as we ate and made small talk. I took extra care to increase the teasing as our waitress approached our table throughout the meal. Sarah enjoyed making eye contact with the cute brunette as I traced little circles out on the screen. Sarah quietly had about dozen small orgasms at the table while we finished our meal. I tried my best to edge her but got carried away with the new toy.

As we exited the restaurant, I wanted to test her fortitude and desire to obey me without hesitation. It was getting late and there were very few people out on the boardwalk. It gets quite cold and windy at night on the ocean. I spotted an older gentleman sitting on a bench fiddling with his cellphone. I pulled her close and told her when that man looks this way, she is to flash her pussy at him. She got very red in the face but breathlessly managed a "Yes, Sir." We had to walk past him to get to the car, so I figured why not make this guy's night. About ten feet away from him I cleared my throat and said "Excuse me Sir, do you have the time by chance?" He yelled out the time without looking up. I felt her grip on my hand relax a little. I followed with "why thank you kind Sir, you are a gentleman and a scholar."

That must have peaked his curiosity because that caused him to look our way and nod his head. Sarah took both hands and pulled her skirt high up on her chest displaying her succulent abdomen, shorn (and dripping wet) pussy, and killer legs topping stiletto heels. His eyes nearly bugged out of his head. He stumbled a "thank you in kind you two" and I returned his nod. I grabbed her bare ass cheek and told her she can cover back up. She had goosebumps all over. When we got to the car, I opened her door for her but before she got in, I spun her around in a tight embrace and gave her a long kiss. I told her she could take the vibrator out for the ride home to give her pussy a break. "Yes, Sir."

The ride home was two hours, all highway, through nothing but farm country with the occasional 2 stop light towns lighting up the night sky. Her hand gently caressed my hard cock through my pants. Then Usher, Nice and Slow came back on the playlist. She said, "you know, Sir hasn't caught up yet in the orgasm count. May I change that, Sir?" She didn't give me a chance to answer. She undid my belt, unzipped my pants and lowered her face into my lap. Her hot breath on my cock was truly a sensation that I wish to never forget. She traced the features of my cock with her tongue with the kind of love and care that made my heart skip a beat. She rolled the head into her mouth and into the inside of her cheek. She sucked and slurped, and massaged my cock until I was struggling to stay in my lane. I told her "good girls swallow to make sure I don't make a mess of the car. Are you going to be my good girl?" She never broke stride. Just a faint "Mmhmm." As she made love to my hard cock with her tongue.

I flooded her mouth moments later as we stopped at a stoplight. The street lights illuminating the interior of the car giving me a view of everything I was denied in the darkness. She was a sight to behold. Her skirt was hiked up around her waist. Her head was in my lap. I could see the glistening wetness of her pussy in the reflection of the passenger side window. Had this route been any busier, any driver stopped at that light with us would have gotten a much better show than that old man on the Boardwalk did.

She returned to her seat, readjusted her seat belt and teasingly locked her lips. "Mmm. Delicious." The timing of her comment was perfect. This part of the drive merges onto another highway frequented by tractor trailers hauling overnight, and there just happens to be a local road that parallels the highway like it's an access road. I exited the highway onto the gravel road and parked. She looked at me hopeful and bit her lip in anticipation. I said to her, "Delicious is what I'm about to taste. Get in front of the car and take your dress off." She did as she was told. I grabbed a beach towel and threw it across the hood. I laid her back on the hood of the car and placed a thigh on either side of my head. I dined upon her delicacy like my life depended upon it.

Where we were, there were no street lights, but the headlights of vehicles driving by illuminated us enough to see what was happening. Air horns blasted periodically from truckers as they drove by. I did not stop until I was certain her soul was one lick away from exiting her body for good. She laid there on the hood panting. I took her dress, and threw it in the backseat with her towel. I told her she was riding home naked, I didn't want to miss a detail of her perfect body as the street lights caressed her body.

When we got back to her place, she strutted from the car into the house like she was a model on a runway. When she got inside, she bent over the couch at the waist. Pussy on full display, gaping slightly and inviting me. I didn't have to be told twice. I disrobe from the door to the couch and buried my renewed hard on into her. Her and I were the perfect height for us both to stand up for doggy style while I thrust into her from behind. I drove into her hard and purposeful. I had come twice now tonight and I'm going to last much longer. So I focused on picking a powerful pace I could keep up with and stuck with it. Driving hard with every thrust bringing her heels up just off the floor. I ran my fingers through her hair gripping her scalp as I grabbed her hair and drive into her. My balls slapping hard against her clit. We fucked like that, through one massive orgasm of hers and my third of the night across her beautiful ass, my cum dribbling down her crack onto her asshole.

Feeling spent, I collapsed onto the couch, and she on top of me. We fell asleep cuddling. Some hours later, though still pitch dark outside, she woke up to use the restroom and grab some water. She woke me to offer me a water as well. I was definitely running low on fluids if you catch my drift. She was still wearing her choker, so I ordered her to wake me up in the morning with a blowjob and a creampie. She cuddled up into my chest with a "Yes, Sir." And we drifted back to sleep.

I was awoken later that morning by dutiful Sarah, licking and sucking my morning wood. When I woke up, she said "great, you're awake Sir. I have a surprise for you." And with that she mounted me in reverse cowgirl. Her asshole slathered in petroleum jelly. She leaned forward guided my cock head to her tight hole from underneath. She wiggled and repositioned a little to put a tremendous amount of force on her sphincter. With a rush of heat, it popped into her rectum and she sat up. This was our first venture into anal for her aside from my tongue when she is drunk and demands I eat her ass, otherwise she said she feels dirty when I do it. She sat there for a minute and then steadily picked up the pace of rocking her hips back and forth. Her hand went to her pussy and rubbed her clit furiously. My hands grabbed her hips and helped slide her back and forth on my thighs. I came so hard and without warning I felt like I was going to pass out. Unfortunately I didn't have much ejaculate to speak of or I would have been able to see it dribble out of that perfect asshole. We took a shower, I kissed her goodbye, and I left for work.