SlaveOfBix (of an1246@anon.penet.fi (Bix))



On behalf of the author, my slave, thanks to all of you who have recently

shared with her your responses to her 'TELEPHONE GAMES' series.  That game

was fun and we don't want to wear it out so while I dream up another ordeal

for her she has taken to writing fantasies.  She has a problem with the idea

that I may one day require her to fuck a stranger so it seemed quite natural

that I should require her to write a story that puts her in that position.



We hope you enjoy...



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                          THE STRANGER





It was a warm Saturday afternoon, I was absolutely elated.  I had

received an unexpected check in the mail a few days earlier and I

had decided that at least part of it was going to be selfishly

spent.  I hadn't had any new clothes in months and now, since I

could finally afford it, I decided that this was the day to update

my wardrobe.



I had been in the mall approximately three hours and hit just about

every store.  I found some great buys and was really excited to get

home and try them on.  With my arms loaded with bags, I was heading

back through Hudson's to my car.  Something caught my eye on my way

through the lingerie section.  It was a fire-engine red teddy, made

almost complete of lace and accented with satin.  It was tiny and

terribly sexy and I had to have it.  Juggling my packages, I walked

over to the display to find my size.   I flipped through the

hangers looking desperately for one that would fit me.  My heart

was starting to sink as I neared the back of the rack with no

success.  As I reached the next to the last one, however, I

practically squealed with excitement!  The only one in my size!  I

grabbed it and, without even trying it on, rushed to the counter to

pay for it.  The saleslady rang up my sexy purchase, wrapped it in

tissue, and I left, finally feeling that my "mission" was complete.



I walked toward the exit and smiled in spite of myself.  I was

really happy, the kind of happy you just can't explain, you just

feel great for no particular reason.  My mind was wandering back a

few days to the last time I had seen my MASTER, and the good, hard

fucking and spanking he had given me.  I was starting to get wet

and I didn't even care that my juice might run down my bare leg

from beneath my mini-skirt.  The next thing I knew, my bags were on

the floor around my feet and I felt a strong arm grab mine to keep

me from slipping myself.  I blinked, dazed, because I didn't even

remember running into anything or anyone.  When I focused, my eyes

met a beautiful, sexy pair of blue ones staring directly at them.



A smile accompanied those eyes, which were transfixing me right

there.  I smiled back.  "Oh, God, I'm really sorry," I said,

bending to reach my bags. 



"No, it was my fault, I didn't even see you," the voice matched the

eyes and the smile.  I thought I would die!



"That's what I get for day-dreaming!  I'd better keep my eyes open

next time."  I was suddenly nervous and without even realizing it,

wet.



"Well, actually, I think you might look pretty good with them

closed," he said quietly.  I blushed and quickly picked up the

remaining bags, trying to arrange them in a way that wouldn't look

too clumsy.  I don't usually try to hold conversations with

strangers, but, hey, I was in a good mood and everyone kept telling

me that I should try to meet people, and he seemed like a nice guy.





"Well, thank you," I said, obviously embarrassed.



"Sorry, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable.  It's just that

you are one gorgeous woman!  I can't help but at least let you know

that."  He had just barely released my arm and was standing very

close to me.  I could smell his cologne, subtle, sexy and very

intoxicating.  My heart was beating wildly and I started to really

look at him for the first time.





"I bet you say that to all the girls."  Corny, yes, but it was the

only thing I could think of.  God, he'll think I'm a moron!



"Only the ones that the shoe fits.  Can I walk you to your car? 

You look like you could use a hand and I'd hate to have you bump

into anyone else, I'd kinda like to reserve that right for myself." 

He was still smiling.



"Well, uh, sure," I said.  Why not?  I COULD use a hand, or two,

and there would be no harm in having him walk out with me, I might

even find my mind by then and be able to think of something

intelligent to say.



"Great.  Here, let me get a few of those."  He virtually swept

nearly all of the bags out of my hands and effortlessly opened the

door to allow me past.  I was blown away.  This was something that

doesn't usually happen at the local mall (except in the movies). 

We walked out to my car and I opened the door to allow him to put

the bags inside.  He leaned over to arrange them neatly in the back

seat and I had a chance to look at him somewhat closely without him

knowing that I was staring.



He wore a pair of cotton pants, pleated in front so that they hung

perfectly from his muscular frame.  A rayon shirt, unbuttoned

slightly to provide a glimpse of a broad sexy chest, topped the

pants.  He was in great shape, nice legs (I could tell even through

the pants), a strong back, broad shoulders and very nice hands. 

Always a good sign.



As he emerged from the doorway of the car, his eyes met mine once

again and I saw something unique and exciting in them.  I think he

saw the same thing in mine, although I doubt either of us was aware

of it.  "Hey, I'm sorry, I didn't even introduce myself.  I'm Bob,"

he said, extending his hand to me.



"Oh, that's OK.  My name's Monica," I said, taking his hand and

shaking it softly but firmly.  His hand closed around mine and held

it longer than I anticipated.  I made no attempt to pull away, but

rather stood there and enjoyed the feeling of my hand in his big,

strong one. 



"I hate not to know who I'm bumping into," he said, smiling again. 

"Yeah, me, too." I returned his smile, this time rather sexily.





"Are you headed somewhere in particular, or would you like to have

a drink with me?" he asked suddenly, his hand still holding mine.



"I don't drink.  I was on my way home."  I left the statement

rather open by my tone of voice.  It certainly wasn't a statement

of rejection.



"Oh.  Well, maybe I could skip the drink and just come home with

you," he said, half-joking and half-serious.  "I'd really like to

see you model that red teddy."



What?  How did he know about the teddy?



"I saw it when your bags dropped.  It slid out of the tissue," he

explained when he saw the question in my eyes.



"Oh.  I thought maybe you had been watching me and ran into me on

purpose," I said, teasing.



"Well, that certainly would have been a good idea, but I really

didn't see you.  Lucky for me."



I smiled at him and quickly made up my mind to see how serious he

was about coming home with me.





"Well, I didn't try it on.  I guess I'd better do that soon, just

to make sure it fits right.  I wouldn't mind an objective opinion." 

I could hardly believe that I was saying this, but I was.

His eyebrow raised and his smile grew broader.  "Well, I don't know

how objective I can be, I think just about anything, or nothing,

would look fabulous on you, but I'll give it a shot."  I bet he

WOULD give it a shot!



I blushed again at his little joke.  "Would you rather follow me or

just ride with me?" I asked, opening the driver's door of my car. 

He looked dumbfounded.  I guess he hadn't taken me completely

seriously.  



"Well, maybe I'd better take my own car.  Who knows how long I

might be there, and I wouldn't want you driving home alone in the

dark."





"Ok, that's fine," I said, stepping into my car and purposely

letting my mini-skirt ride up to my thigh.  His eyes certainly

didn't let the movement escape his vision.  They were glued to my

legs and he shut the door slowly, licking his lips.  "Where are you

parked?" 



"Just down there," he said, pointing to the next row over and down

a little.  How convenient!  "Give me a second and I'll follow you

out."



I watched him walk rather quickly to his car and start it

immediately.  I giggled to myself at his eagerness and then

realized that I was dripping wet and I started to worry that I'd

have a big wet spot on the back of my skirt when I got out of the

car.  To avoid this, I pulled my skirt up to my waist, so that I

wouldn't soil it.  I felt so decadent, so sexy.  I had picked up a

guy (or we had picked each other up) at the mall, and now, I was

going to take him home with me.  It was inevitable that we would do

much more than talk when we got there, in fact, I doubted we'd talk

much at all!



I backed out of the space and drove up to the end of the aisle,

waiting for him.  He soon appeared behind me and I led the way out

of the mall and onto the road.  My apartment was about 10 minutes

from the mall and I was hoping there wouldn't be any police cars

cruising the area because I definitely intended to speed!

We were there before I knew it, and I pulled into a parking space

and shut off my car.  Before I could undo my seat belt, he was

beside my car, opening my door for me.  When he stopped and simply

stared at my lap, I was instantly aware that I had rearranged my

skirt and my naked, shaved pussy was completely exposed to his

view.  Well, there was nothing I could do about it now.  "So, do

you like what you see?" I asked playfully.



"Very much!  You're completely shaved?"  He seemed excited by the

idea, which definitely made me feel better.  I wasn't sure how men

would react to a shaved pussy.



"Completely.  I'll let you have a closer look in a few minutes, but

we need to get these bags inside first," I said seductively.

Without saying another word and barely taking his eyes off my bare

cunt, he opened the back door and began snatching the bags out

quickly.  I smiled to myself and slid my skirt down as I got out of

the car.  I found my key and walked up the sidewalk with him

following behind me eagerly.  We climbed the stairs to my third

floor apartment and I unlocked the door and let us in.  Thank

goodness I had cleaned the day before!

B



He dropped the packages as I shut the door and locked it and before

I could turn back around, his hands were on my waist and he spun me

into his big arms and began kissing me.  His tongue was hot and

insistent, prying my mouth open and probing it urgently.  His body

pushed mine back against the door and my arms found their way to

his shoulders, caressing them.  My purse fell from my shoulder to

the floor and his hands began running all over my body.  He held me

close to him and then ran his hands done my back and squeezed my

ass hard, pulling at my cheeks through my skirt.  They then moved

up my waist to my tits.  He fingered my nipples through my shirt

and they instantly hardened at his touch.  My own hands were doing

some exploring of their own.  I left his shoulders and stroked his

arms down to his waist.  Then they wandered up his firm thighs and

grabbed at his crotch.  I could feel that he was already hard and

ready to be milked.  I realized I was ready myself as I felt a bead

of cunt juice flow freely down my leg.  We were grunting and

moaning and our mouths never parted.  I began unbuttoning his

shirt, and he mine.  I opened it and ran my hands over his gorgeous

chest, pinching his nipples gently.  His hands found my bra hook

and quickly undid it, exposing my tits and my already hard nipples.



He ran his hands over them quickly and then, removing his mouth

from mine, bent his head and began sucking my stiff nipples.  I ran

my fingers through his hair as he continued to excite me, moaning

and thrusting my hips upward.  It was hard for me to believe that

I was feeling such lust for a total stranger, but I tried not to

think about it too much and simply let my body feel the exquisite

sensations he was creating in it.  He sucked my nipples hungrily,

reaching around behind me to grab my ass and pull my body to him. 

I was lifted off the floor, my body supported only by the door

against my back and his hands on my ass.  My head leaned back

against the hard door and my eyes closed as I moaned and gasped in

pleasure.  He lowered me slightly so that my feet again touched the

floor and resumed kissing my mouth.  I grabbed for his cock and

quickly found the zipper that restrained it.  I unzipped his pants

and reached inside, past his shorts, and found an incredibly hard

and long dick.  He groaned as my fingers began to caress him, and

soon he was fucking my hand urgently.  I wanted him in my mouth. 

I disengaged my mouth from his searching tongue, and slowly lowered

myself to my knees, my eyes never leaving his.  He looked at me

with total lust, knowing exactly what I had in mind for him.  His

eyes broke our gaze as they closed with passion while my lips

wrapped themselves around his throbbing dick.  He really was as

perfect as could be, even his dick was wonderful.  Big and hard and

ready for fucking.  I sucked on him slowly at first, letting him

grow even larger in my wet mouth.  His hands reached for my head

and held it steady as he fucked my mouth and throat.  I squeezed

his balls and the base of his cock, building the passion within it.





"Oh, God!  I think I'm gonna come!" he screamed suddenly.

Removing my mouth from him quickly, I said, "Oh, no.  We can't have

that!  There's so much more to do yet!"  I gave him one quick lick

on the head and then got to my feet, smiling at him while he tried

to recover from being brought so close and then denied.  



"That was very cruel," he said wickedly, as he began to come to his

senses.  "I may have to punish you for that."



Ooohh!  I couldn't believe my luck!  Another man who liked to

punish women!  I loved being punished by my MASTER, and this guy

sounded like he might get off on it, too.  I resisted the

temptation, however, to tell him to turn me over his lap and spank

me hard, thinking that he might really kind of freak out at such a

request.  Instead, I smiled innocently at him and, grabbing his

cock, led him into the bedroom.



Once there, we began our intense kissing once more, this time

removing each other's clothes as we went.  Soon, we were both naked

and groping each other hotly.  He picked me up and laid me down on

the bed on my back. Climbing over me, he leaned down and began

sucking my tits again.  His body was really great!  Broad shoulders

tapering down to a slim, muscular torso, firm legs and thighs and,

of course, that beautiful cock!  He was very hard now and I could

see it bobbing up and down as he moved.  The more it bobbed, the

more I wanted it inside me.  His sucking traveled downward and he

began kissing and licking my tummy.  Before I knew it, he had my

legs spread and pushed back toward my shoulders and his tongue

began to tickle my pussy lips gently.  He teased me slowly, licking

just outside and then creeping in slightly to taste the juice that

was flowing in earnest now.  He stayed away from my clit, which was

hard and desperate for him to suck it.  His tongue continued to

drive me crazy and then suddenly dove straight into my dripping

cunt.  I thought I would go through the roof!  My hips flew up to

meet his mouth and ground against his face hard.  He fucked my hole

with his expert tongue and then pulled it out to lick gently at my

asshole.



I was screaming and grabbing his arms, begging him to finish me, to

let me come!  "Now, you know how it feels to be teased, don't you?"

he said smiling up at me as my legs jerked violently.   "Next time,

maybe you'll remember that."





"Ohhh!  I'm sorry!  Just please, please make me come!" I begged

him.



"Well, maybe....." his voice trailed off and the next thing I knew,

his teeth seized my hard clit and his tongue flicked it quickly

drawing an overwhelming orgasm from my passion-wracked body.  I

couldn't even speak, it hit me with such intensity.  I could only

gasp and clutch at his arms and the sheets.  My legs locked around

his head and my hips worked back and forth against his hungry

mouth.



"Oh!  God!!  Thank You!!"  I managed after it began to subside

slightly.

Looking up at me with his juice covered face, he said with a smile,

"You're very welcome.  But now, it's time to return the favor."  I

could hardly wait!  Finally, I would get to feel his thick cock

inside me!  I smiled at him and pulled him up to my mouth, kissing

him hard.  He returned the kiss and held me close to him allowing

me to taste myself on his tongue.  We parted and he leaned over the

edge of the bed and grabbed his pants.  Reaching into his pocket,

he produced his wallet.  "So, how much was it worth?" I said,

joking.



"Baby, I don't think I have that much!" he grinned.  "Anyway, you

haven't delivered everything yet, so I can't really judge the

figure.  But, that's about to change....."  He pulled a wrapped

condom out of his wallet and began to put it on his stiff dick.  I

was glad that he had remembered, I was so caught up in the moment,

I had forgotten about protection.  And it made me feel good that he

was concerned about it.



After he was "dressed", he leaned down again and began kissing me. 

I felt one hand under my ass, lifting it gently and then I felt his

other hand brush my cunt as it guided his thick head into my hole. 

He moved slowly, which was a good thing, since I am fairly tight

and he was fairly large.  "Jesus, you're so tight!" he said.  "It

feels wonderful!"  He eased his large member slowly into my aching

pussy and within seconds, he was completely inside me.  Moving with

a steady, sexy rhythm, he fucked me thoroughly, reaching as far as

he possibly could into me and then taking it all the way back to

the very opening.  I was in heaven!  I moaned and stroked his arms

and shoulders, occasionally reaching for his nipples and pinching

them.  Soon, he was thrusting deep and hard into me and began to

increase his strokes.  My legs wrapped around his back and my hips

began to meet his thrusts, pulling him deeper into me.  I closed my

eyes as my second orgasm began to build inside me.  Each time he

hit the back of my cunt, I felt my climax grow stronger.  Within

minutes, my back arched and my entire body began to quiver.  I held

onto him tightly as my pussy clenched and sucked at his thrusting

cock.  Another killer orgasm!  This was wonderful!



After my climax had subsided, he began fucking my even wetter pussy

harder and harder, no longer concerned about being gentle.  The

next thing I knew, he was gripping my waist and pulling me to him

as close as possible, thrusting his cock into me as far as it would

go.  I felt his cock swell and then release, filling the condom

completely with it's hot contents.  He held me to him indefinitely,

still weakly thrusting in and out as his cock returned to normal. 

I reached for his shoulders and pulled him down on top of me, his

dick still buried in my pussy.  We held each other for awhile and

then fell asleep in each other's arms.  



When I woke up, I was in my bed alone.  I sat up quickly wondering

if it had all been a dream.  The wet sheets told me that it had

not.  I looked around, wondering if anything was amiss; after all,

I didn't know this guy at all, he could've been a con-man for all

I knew.  Nothing wrong as far as I could tell.  I ran my fingers

through my mussed hair and started to get out of bed.  My hands

brushed a piece of paper and I picked it up, my eyes trying to

focus enough to read what was written on it.



    "My dear, you are incredible.  Thank you for a wonderful

     afternoon.  I hope you don't regret it, I don't.  I had

     to leave, I'm from out of town and must get back on the

     road.  Since I really don't know anything about you, I

     will probably never see you again, unless we "run" into

     each other again at a mall.  I hope you don't mind, I 

     took your red teddy as a memento.  I left you the money

     to replace it on your table.  I will look at it often.  

     Thank you, again.             Bob."





I was only slightly irritated at the loss of the teddy, after all,

it was the only one in my size, but, I thought the idea of him

wanting it to remember me by was worth it.  I could always find

some other piece of sexy lingerie.  I smiled at the note and folded

it neatly to lay on my dresser.  I got up, showered and began to

pick up the packages that were strewn all over my apartment.   I

hung up each item and put the money that he had left for my teddy

in my wallet.  



I fixed myself a small dinner and then sat down at my computer to

write a documentation of this highly unusual event for my MASTER'S

pleasure.  He would be very surprised at my behavior, but very

pleased as well.  I was pretty pleased myself.  I had simply acted

on an impulse, one that turned out to be perfectly safe and

mutually satisfying.  It had been a great day, and I hoped that

wherever he was at this moment, Bob was thinking the same thing.





THE END





Another idle fantasy from my lovely slave. I really feel that I should give her

some more *strenuous* assignments to accomplish but she seems to be on quite

a creative streak with this story writing...



The author and I also wish to add our thanks to those of others who feel that

we have been introduced to another level of sensual freedom by our unknown

friend Stephanie at WIZVAX. My dear lady, if the others here have benefited

from your kind service as much as my slave and I you have performed an uncommon

service for us all. A simple 'thank you' has seldom been as deserved. Bless 

you Stephanie!



Now let's all go to...



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                            THE BEACH





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 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."



THE END