Finally Submitting To Him

I arrive at the beach 5 minutes early and sit down to wait. My brain is going crazy, and my stomach is entirely butterflies. This is the man who i've chatted to for so long and recently so deep and sexual, and yet all I can think is he will be disappointed when he gets here and remembers I'm me.

As the gentle breeze passes over me, my mind begins to change direction. I start fantasising about what it would be like to go swimming here with him. The idea of being in the water, fooling around, running back up the beach, and then struggling not to get carried away.

It's no surprise that when I feel a hand on my shoulder, I jolt with panic as I leave the fantasy and come back to the real world. I hear him laughing as he sits down. So not fair, so embarrassing; from how much I jumped, it was clear I was daydreaming, and he, of all people, knows exactly what I want.

As he starts to chat, I find myself anxious and struggling to talk. I worry he's reading this as he's pushing, or I'm uncomfortable, but the more I try to stop it, the worse it gets. So I move slightly closer and lay my head on his shoulder as he puts his arm around me. It feels so much easier to talk, and as we chat and joke, I gradually start looking at him.

Time moves on, and he suggests we go for a walk and head back to his; I smile keenly, wondering what lies ahead. He gets up and offers his hand. Instinctively I take it and get up and grab my backpack. It's not big; I didn't really need much, considering tonight was all about exploring. Just a change of clothes, a makeup bag, and he'd asked I bring my toys.

As I went to let go thinking he'd only offered his hand until I was up, he didn't let go; instead, he just smiled and said, come on. I couldn't stop grinning as we walked. I felt so safe and wanted that it just made me feel sexy and in need of him.

We didn't walk and chat for too long, guessing he didn't want either of us wasting energy. As we got to his place, he took my bag and put it down and suggested we start with a hot drink.

We chat as he makes a drink, but clearly, there's only one way forward. We need to break the ice. I've never found myself wanting someone or what they offer so much, but yet my head is still so afraid that I'm not enough.

He shows me around, we stop at his room. He says I can go in if I want to. I find myself walking in and sitting on the bed without thinking. He sits down next to me, and before I have time to overthink, we are kissing.

The moment his lips touch me, I feel on fire; my brain betrays me quickly and leaves as I find myself reacting to his touch. As our lips part, he moves to my neck. As he begins kissing my neck, I find myself unable to think about anything but how much I need him inside me. Each touch of my neck sending this burning desire through my body.

As he starts to gently tug at my top, I find myself helping it come off over my head. Leaving my bra exposed, and rather than being conscious of how I look, I find myself hoping to feel his hands on my breasts. Instead, his hands move down to my trousers, and I find myself removing them with little encouragement.

As I sit now kissing him in just my underwear, I find myself trying to push us down on the bed to take this further. When that doesn't work, I try to take his top off, but every time I start to pull it up, he moves my hand away and refocuses my attention. He doesn't give in and continues helping remove my clothes. Before I fully register what's happened, I'm naked and clearly very turned on by him, and he's still clothed, still very much keeping us sat up.

As I try again to get his top off, he finally lets me win, and once that's off, his trousers until he's left in boxers and I'm struggling not to look too keen or touch. Fighting to keep any small part of my brain functioning is too hard, and I let my hand reach out. He doesn't stop me, so I let my hand go inside and stroke up and down his cock.

I try again to push us to lay down, but instead, he takes my hand and moves it to my side and kisses me. As he stops, I hear him whisper to get on all 4s on the bed; I hesitate but get up. I feel worried about my body, my legs pressed tight together, my head is facing down, my body desperate for what happens next.

The first thing I feel is his hand under my chin, pushing my face up; he kisses me and tells me to let go and enjoy. I smile and try and move my head back down, but he quickly pushes it back up. Slowly I feel his hands starting to explore as his fingers trace down from my neck, down my shoulders. His fingers were lightly brushing over my body, making me shiver, desperate for more.

His hands cup my breasts, and I gasp, his grip gentle at first, but as his hands circle them, the pressure grows. As he reaches the nipples, he slowly flicks them back and forth as his head goes under, and his tongue takes over from his finger. I find myself pushing my thighs together and squirming, enjoying the feeling and in need of him inside me.

He stops and moves behind me; he moves my legs apart, ensuring not only I'm on show, but that access is available when he wants it. I feel his hands on my waist and feel the wait is nearly over, desperate for him to fill me. Instead, I yelp as I feel his hand smackdown on my bum, and again, and again, and again. By this point, my bum is a little sore in a good way; he rubs it with his hands as he tells me to stay still in future and enjoy the wait.

As I say sorry, I feel his hand slip between my legs. I feel part embarrassed and part turned on by how wet and turned on I clearly am right now. He slips a finger inside. I gasp deeply, pushing myself toward him, almost begging for more. As he pulls it out, he slaps my bum again before returning to laying under my breasts. He sucks each nipple for a while before twisting them between his fingers, making me yelp again.

He just laughs.

His hands continue exploring my body until he ends up back between my legs. As he gently rubs, he feels me rubbing against him, keen for him to take me. After a short time, I moan in orgasm as my body shakes. This seems to be all he wanted, as before i've recovered, he's behind me, hands on my waist, and I feel his cock enter me.

With every thrust, I find myself moaning in pleasure, feeling so good in my surrender. So desperate for him to continue. He continues thrusting, picking up pace, and his hands holding me steady. Just as I think he's about to cum inside me, he stops, and I hear him moan. I feel something wet landing over my bum, but I can't see what's going on, but it doesn't take me long to realise he's just marked his territory.

As he stays there admiring my cum covered bum, I remain on all 4s, wondering what will happen next.

I can hear him moving around and feel something placed under me. I wonder what's going on as he encourages me to lay down, saying i'll have to wait for the cum to dry before I can turn over. As I lay down, it becomes clear it's a couple of pillows strategically placed to open me up as I lay there. He then comes and sits in front of me, his cock almost touching my face.

He asks me to clean him up.

Desperate to please satisfy him, I lick and suck at his balls and cock until every last trace of cum is gone. When he's satisfied, he gets up and moves. I can still feel the wet cum on my bum, so I know I'm not likely to be allowed to move yet. He pushes my arms together, gently passing rope over my wrists, up to my elbows to firmly bind my arms in place behind my back. Each pass of the rope feels so rough against my skin, yet his touch sends waves of desire through my whole body.

Here I lay secured and open as he pulls my legs wider apart—the pillows giving a perfect angle for viewing. Instead of feeling mortified, I find myself getting wetter and more desperate again. Waiting for his touch.

He tells me the rules are simple, once i've had another 2 orgasms, and the cum is dry, he will release me.

With that, he starts with the bullet running over between my legs. My body betrays me with no hesitation when it feels good, and I find myself begging for more. As he keeps the bullet in place, I feel him slipping 2 fingers inside me. As soon as he does, it starts to tip me over the edge, and after a little more pressure from the bullet, I lose control, and my whole body shakes in orgasm.

He doesn't give me time to rest as he releases the bullet and his fingers and grabs the rabbit from my bag. As he thrusts it inside me, I'm still feeling the aftershock of the last orgasm. The vibration and feel of the rabbit are intense as it's something i've imagined him doing many times.

He thrusts it around a little whilst occasionally smacking my thighs. I find myself burning up quickly and have no choice but to let go. The second orgasm is like a wave that makes my body turn to jelly. As I lay in my jelly-like state, I feel the rabbit and feel his hands on me.

He slowly removes the rabbit and unbinds my arms. He lays on the bed and pulls me close until my head is on his chest, and he wraps his arms around me. He kisses the top of my head, which makes me look up. We kiss passionately before I settle on his chest, and we fall asleep.