Exposed Summer [mf][Mdom][light exhibitionism]

It’s a small seaside town. The type that is usually dead in the winter but is buzzing with life during the summer. It’s August and it is the busiest month. The hottest month and the last before the long winter lethargy. The small town is packed with young people from Europe and from the country, everyone looking for a vacation of sunbathing, parties, cheap alcohol and hook-ups.

We were renting an Airbnb. It was atop a 4 story building on the main street. It wasn’t a tall building but it was the tallest in the neighbourhood. A nice but cold and soulless looking place, more resembling a hotel room rather than a living space that someone rents out. The balcony was above the main road of the town and was the route of many people to the beach. So a lot of car and foot traffic was going under us. And between the next row of buildings you can see the blue sea, crashing its waves in the distance and meeting the sky deep on the horizon, as far as your eye could see.

The owner wasn’t even taking that long showing us the apartment but Sara was getting impatient. From the moment the owner was showing us the bedroom Sara was rubbing her peachy butt on my crotch while the woman wasn’t looking at us. With each step around the rooms I was hearing less and less of the woman speaking – my mind was too preoccupied with thoughts of the white flowery sundress that was the only thing separating me from the hot body of my girlfriend. Obviously the thought of how she would have pushed me deep inside of her by now, if it were socially acceptable, were bothering her as well – her lower lip was deprived of its colour, trapped under her white teeth.

I leaned forward and whispered “Behave” in a quiet but stern tone. Sara whimpered quietly in protest.

My hands were at her waist with the intention to push her away, we are trying to keep it civil, after all. But I realized that instead all I was doing was keeping her round butt firmly pressed against my hardening member. The fact that I was imgining fucking Sara sensless on each and every flat surface the host pointed at didn’t help me either. I resorted to hugging Sara from the back so her butt pressed against me would look more normal. The woman handed the key to Sara and bid us farewell. She closed the door behind her and a few seconds later Sara locked it, turned towards me, and gave me the best “fuck me” eyes she could muster.

“Bedroom. Now.” I commanded and se immediately rushed past me 

The bedroom had one large bed that was a little lower than waist level. The whole room was in a dark wood palette, including amber-ish curtains that were drawn so the morning sun wasn’t so strong and the room looked dim and secluded.

Sara pulled the two straps of her thin dress and it fell effortlessly to the ground. She was left standing there naked at the foot of the bed. Her pale skin, white as if the sun never knew she existed, looked even more pale in contrast to the room. Her breasts standing perky and pointy as always, her pale nipples hard with arousal. Her long legs and thighs supporting her round firm butt, I can’t see it but it’s stamped in my mind, I love it so much.

“Lay down. Ass up.” I commanded in short and clear sentences.

She threw her naked body on the bed, not even removing the top covers. We were going to leave a mess of this apartment after this week.

She was laying face down on the bed with her arms and legs spread. I grabbed her by the ankles and pulled her towards me. Now her legs were hanging off the bed, her ass was just on the edge of it and her knees just barely resing on the ground. Without a warning I landed a slap on her round ass cheek. She yelped.

“This one is because that position wasn’t “face down, ass up”. You still have a lot to learn.” I say with a low and scolding tone.

I land another slap. I rest my palm on her burning cheek, and slowly pull on it, watching her pussy lips unstick as they glisten in the single sun ray coming through the curtains.

“This one was because you are misbehaving.” She answered with whimpering and shallow moans. “Why are you suddenly behaving like this? You are supposed to be an innocent princess in public. You are a slut only in my bed.”

I unbuckled and pulled down my pants.

“This morning you didn’t put any underwear” I slapped her other cheek. “Yeah you sometimes do that… But then the entire drive here you were pawing at my crotch” I said, continuing the interrogation.

I leaned forward and brushed the head of my dick against her moist pussy for just a second. Sara’s whole body shivered and she tried to move back against me. I pinned her down, putting my hand on her back, asserting my control and stopping her from moving.

“Then at the gas station, you flashed your pussy to the boy who was cleaning my windshield while I was paying. You think I didn’t see it?” I continued without a change of tone. She froze under me. 

I let my fingers run up and down her wet lips, just barely brushing her, just barely pushing them apart, just barely teasing her clit. She moaned, audibly. Her body was shaking again in anticipation.

“Then the thing with the Airbnb host. I nearly fell the first time you pushed your ass onto me. The moment that woman had her back turned you were going wild.” I kept going as my fingers were pushing harder on her pussy. “You were pushing… and rubbing… and twisting” I listed off slowly, giving my fingers enough time to repeat the motions over her slippery entrance. Her back was arching, her breath was getting more shallow, she was moaning and twisting while I was trying to keep her pushed down on the bed.

“I’m starting to think…” I interrupted myself suddenly and pulled away from her pussy, leaving the air to be the only thing teasing her. Sara squirmed and protested but my tone got louder to silence her. “I’m starting to think that you… may have a kink. A kink for being a public slut.”

Sara looked at me over her shoulder and shook her head “no” as much as she could.

“Your head is saying no…” I pushed the head of my dick against her pussy again. Her wet spick warm folds so temptingly hugged it. It took a lot of will power to finish my sentence. “Your head is saying no, but your body isn’t. And you yourself are not either. You choose to make noises instead of saying it.” 

She answered this with wiggling her body either to try to push me inside of her or trying to get free. Either way her answers were still limited to moaning and whimpering.

“Only a public slut would flash a boy working at a gas station who she would never see again. Only a public slut would dry hump her boyfriend behind the back of a stranger…” I leaned forward to the point that I am whispering in her ear. “And I love that.”

I pushed my length inside of her. She let out a moan and a scream of pleasure that mixed together and trembled as her body shook with anticipation under me.

“But you should have told me you wanted to try it. Because you are my princess, my girl.” 

My thrusts started intensifying, as I am still laying on top of her. 

“And if my girl wants to be a public slut, she will be a public slut the way I want her to be.”

Her moans were echoing inside of the room.

“Because my slut would not just flash the gas station worker, she would finger herself for him until I drive her away.” 

My hand crawled under us and was now playing with her clit, rubbing it as it was soaked in Sara’s juices.

“My slut wouldn’t just paw at my crotch the entire way, she would blow me while I drive.”

She opened her mouth, either because she was imagining my words or because her moans had gone from individual sounds to one long coherent noise.

“My slut wouldn’t have just rubbed her ass on her boyfriend’s boner behind the back of her host. My slut would have asked him to finger her behind the woman, only to make a puddle on the bed sheets of that very same woman ten minutes after she leaves.”

It’s as if this pushed Sara over the edge.

Her moaning stopped only to swell in her throat like a balloon. Her muscles all got tense. Her fingers dug in the bed covers. Her feet straightened and pushed her up against my dick. Her pussy tightened her already tight grip on me. She was held in that position of perfect tension for what felt like a minute but was just a moment. Then the dam broke. The balloon that held her moans popped and released their amplified sound stacked in a deeper moan, thick with pleasure, dripping with satisfaction. Her tense muscles that had propped her in an arch against mine released their grip only to catch her a second later in a series of chaotic, yet beautiful convulsions. Her knees gave out and her whole bottom fell back down on the bed and I was pulled out of her tight grip. I watch her leave a wet puddle, coloring the bed sheets between her legs a darker color.

I laid next to her as her sweaty body was still panting, waiting for her soul to come back down from cloud nine. I gently pulled her up to me and hugged her. A blissful smile is the only thing her face could express.

“Are you okay, love?” I asked. She nodded yes and some more life came back to her.

“So should I take this as you wanting to be taught to how to be a public slut this holiday?” I asked

“Yes, sir. I want it.” Sara answered with a playful smile.

“Okay princess. I promise you will enjoy it, I will make sure of that.” I said. “You know your safe word, right? I don’t want you doing something you don’t want to.” I added.

“I do. You know I trust you.” Sara responded reassuringly. I kissed her forehead and wrapped my arm around her.

“Okay. Go take a shower. We have to go to the beach before it gets too hot.” I urged her off the bed and gently slapped her sweaty cute ass.

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Part 2 incoming. I have it thought out, it’s a matter of writing it down 🙂

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