A Submissive Vacation - Part 5

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Prior to our vacation, I'd never gotten fucked outdoors. I'd given several handjobs - I had an early boyfriend that loved hand stuff - and two blowjobs that I can remember, but I was never terribly interested in having sex outdoors. It's easier for a guy. For me, though, getting fucked outdoors almost certainly means walking around with cum dripping out of me for quite some time and that's not terribly appealing if you're hiking, or, even worse, swimming.

I got fucked on the golf course, though. I sucked quite a bit of dick, too.

Before that, though, there was quite a bit of teasing. I rode in Alec's cart and Tim rode with Erica. The teasing came in the form of having to watch my husband fool around with another woman. This wasn't Erica dominating Tim. This was Erica making out with him, letting him play with her tits, letting him finger her. This was Erica stroking his dick through his shorts and at one point pulling it out and giving him a quick blowjob.

The jealousy was unexpected and a bit maddening. In hindsight, I understand that it was part of Erica's domination of me, but I couldn't see that at the moment. All I saw was my husband having a grand time fooling around with a gorgeous, elegant older woman.

"How does it feel?" Alec asked as I stared across the eighth fairway and watched Erica's head bobbing up and down in my husband's lap.

"Terrible. It feels terrible."

Alec put his hand on my leg. His touch was surprisingly calming. "Erica's taken a liking to your husband, though that doesn't surprise me. She's always enjoyed playing with a pliable man, and Tim is nothing if not pliable."

We were quite some distance away, so I didn't have a great view, but Erica really seemed to be putting in a great effort to pleasure Tim. He even had a hand on the back of her head, though that must have been at her urging as I couldn't have imagined Tim taking the initiative with a dominant woman like Erica.

"Does it make you want to run across the fairway with a club in hand?" Alec asked.

I shook my head.

"Does it make you want to run over and join her in pleasuring your husband's cock?"

"A little."

Alec reached up and caressed my face. I turned my attention from the blowjob and looked at him. He was a handsome man, though not as good looking as Tim. He was far more commanding, though. He exuded that sense without saying a word, without doing much of anything. It made him damn near irresistible.

"We have a little time," he said. "The foursome behind is playing slowly. Why don't you suck my cock, Alice."

I unzipped him. I freed his cock. I dropped my head to his lap and took him in my mouth. I gave him a blowjob in a golf cart. I felt like I was in a porn movie, only it was real. It was all real. I got wet as I blew him. Soaking wet. His hand moving down my back and grabbing my ass several times helped with that. I like Alec's touch. I like the confidence inherent in it.

That was the second time I'd had him in my mouth on the course. The first was in a sand trap on the fourth hole. We were largely hidden and he pushed me to my knees and fucked my face for a short while. When he was done I looked up to see Tim watching from the green with a putter in hand. Erica then moved behind him, kissed his neck, and he turned his head to face her. Their tongues met for a kiss while my knees dug into the sand and jealousy surged through my body.

I attempted to connect with Tim on the green at the eleventh hole. He was standing over his ball on one end of the green and Erica was all the way on the other end. I approached my husband and ran my hand up his back. I felt a touch of sweat and he turned his head and smiled at me.

"It seems like you've been having fun with Erica," I said.

I'm pretty sure he could sense my jealousy as he seemed hesitant to answer.

"It's okay. You're just doing as you're told. There's no harm in that."

Then I leaned in to kiss him. He pulled away.

"Sorry," Tim said. "Erica said I can't. She said I'm hers until she says otherwise."

Jealousy flowed through me. I looked across the green at Erica and she waved. Then she beckoned me over. I did as I was told.

"Kiss my shoes," she said.

I fell to my knees and kissed her shoes as instructed. When I'd done so, I looked up at Erica. She placed her fingers against my lips and I opened up. She penetrated my mouth and I sucked on her fingers like I knew she wanted. I saw a cart drive by but their view was likely blocked by Erica's body. It didn't really matter if they saw me, though, because I didn't care. I was doing what felt good.

I sucked cock again on the twelfth fairway. This time Alec had me on my knees in the grass next to our cart. His hands were in my hair. He was thrusting in and out of my mouth. I suppose I wasn't really even sucking his cock. I was getting face fucked. I certainly felt submissive and in a fairly incredible manner.

He slapped my face with his dick a few times, fucked my mouth until I was drooling, and then put his cock away. I gasped for air and watched him hit his approach shot. I pulled out a club and hit one of my own, though I fell far short of the green.

It was on the fifteenth hole that I got fucked. I'd hit a ball off the fairway and was searching for it. There was a fairly large boulder in the desert area off the rough. I ended up with my hands against the boulder and my shorts around my knees as Alec took me from behind.

Tim and Erica were there to watch.

"Look at your beautiful wife, Tim," Erica said. "Look at her taking my husband's dick. Look at her taking it without complaint. Look at her enjoying it, in fact."

I couldn't see them. I was facing the rock. I was enjoying getting fucked, though. My pussy was absolutely soaked. It wasn't the kind of enjoyment where I'd have an orgasm - that would have required more clit stimulation - but it did feel good to have Alec's big cock moving in and out of my pussy.

"Please, cum inside me," I begged at one point.

"You'd like that, wouldn't you, you little slut?" Alec asked.

I've never been the kind of girl that liked name calling during sex. I'd become that kind of girl since I'd met Erica and Alec, though. My pussy gushed as he called me a slut.

"Yes, I want it. Please, I want your cum inside me."

"Listen to your slut wife," Erica said to my husband. "Listen to her begging for his load in her pussy. Does she beg you like that, Tim? Do you ever feel like she's genuinely desperate to have you pump your seed into her wet, needy little cunt?"

"No," he answered.

I'm sure I'd done some version of begging for him to cum inside me at some point. Men like hearing that. Women like saying it, too, though it had probably been some time since it had happened.

Alec pulled out before cumming inside me. I was genuinely disappointed. My pussy felt empty, too.

I turned around to see Erica and Tim kissing passionately. I was frustrated and jealous and disappointed and horny as hell. I'd been that way for hours. It was a day of being teased by the couple that had taken such delight in controlling Tim and me.

We finished our round and stopped into the restaurant on the property for a drink. I sat next to Alec and Tim sat next to Erica on the patio. Alec ordered for all of us and our drinks appeared with remarkable speed. We toasted to an especially good round of golf.

"I believe that young man over there is interested in you, Alice," Erica said as she gestured to her right.

I turned my head and saw a good looking guy in shorts, a collared shirt, and a hat sitting at the bar. He raised his glass and smiled at me. He was good looking enough that I found myself smiling back at him without even thinking about it.

"I wonder if he'd enjoy getting his dick sucked," Erica said.

My head whipped towards her. She was smiling, but I couldn't tell if she was delighted at having worried me or if she actually planned on having me offer my mouth to the guy at the bar.

"What do you think, Tim? Should I send your pretty wife to the bar to offer that handsome young man a blowjob?" she asked.

"No," Tim answered.

"Why not?"

I looked at my husband, but he was looking at the guy at the bar.

"I don't know why, I just don't think you should."

"Is it because he's young and handsome, Tim? Is it because you're worried he'll have a bigger, better dick than yours and that your wife will suck it and wish it was the dick that she got to fuck all the time? Is it because you know my husband has no interest in taking your wife from you but the gentleman at the bar might want more than just a blowjob from her?"

Tim looked at me and then at Erica. He nodded. "Something like that. It just...something about the idea of her blowing that guy makes me feel bad."

Erica leaned over and kissed him softly. Then her lips parted. She offered her tongue. Her hand moved to the back of Tim's head. They were kissing like they were one step away from fucking right there at the table.

Watching them kiss made me want to blow the guy at the bar. How crazy is that? In just a few days I'd become the kind of woman that would suck a stranger's cock. In that moment, I liked that I'd become that kind of woman. It was exciting. Thrilling, even.

Erica turned back to me and smiled. "Go offer that young man a blowjob. Make it clear that you're a cock and cum hungry slut that wants to make him feel good, that wants to swallow his load."

My pussy actually tingled as she said it. It's crazy how good it felt. It's crazy what it said about me. Even crazier was that this part of me had lain dormant for so many years as if I'd been waiting for someone like Erica to come along and unleash it.

I smiled at Tim, got up, and walked over to the bar. I sauntered, really. Men like a sway in the hips. They like a swinging ponytail, too, and mine was definitely swinging.

"Can I sit here?" I asked, though I sat without waiting for his answer. "I'm Alicia."

He looked surprised that I'd come over. "Hi, Alicia, I'm Todd."

I smiled. "It's nice to meet you, Todd. You're very handsome, you know."

Again he looked surprised. "And you're very beautiful. Very, very beautiful."

He glanced past me at the table I'd come from. When our eyes met once more he seemed curious, and perhaps a touch confused.

"This is a little bit unusual," I said. "As I'm sure you know. I could explain it if you'd like, but I could also just take you to your car and suck your cock."

His eyes went wide. Surprise. Pure, perfect surprise. A touch of disbelief, too.

"Really?" he asked.

I nodded. "Again, I know it's unusual, but suffice it to say that I'm playing a naughty game with the woman over there. She's in control. I do as she says, and she told me to come over here and offer you a blowjob. In fact, she told me to make it clear that I'm a cock and cum hungry slut and that I really, really want to suck your dick and swallow your load."

That's when I put my hand on his leg. For a just a moment he tensed up. Then I leaned in and kissed him. It was a really good kiss, actually. The kind that happens when there's physical chemistry with someone.

"What do you say, Todd?" I asked softly. "Will you let me suck your cock and swallow your cum?"

I'd be willing to be he'd never had a girl ask him that particular question, not in that way, not while caressing him through his shorts.

"Yes," he answered, though I could hear the nervousness in the utterance of that single word.

We got up and walked arm-in-arm out of the restaurant and through the parking lot.

"Where are you from, Todd?"

"Virginia," he replied. "I'm here on vacation."

"You came alone?"

"No, me and my dad came. He hurt his back yesterday, though, so he's back at the hotel. We had a tee time here this morning and he insisted that I use it. It's a really nice course."

"It is," I replied.

"Are you here on vacation?"

"Yes, my husband and I came to do some hiking."

He stopped. "You're married?"

I nodded. "My husband was the one sitting next to the other woman at the table. The one making out with her. Like I said, it's a strange situation. If it's any consolation, though, my husband isn't upset that I'm about to suck you off. He's not thrilled about it, but you have nothing to worry about, and you're going to make me very happy by getting in the back seat of your car and letting me pleasure you until you've flooded my mouth with your thick cum."

"Holy shit," he said. "You're amazing."

I felt giddy. It was in part because of what I was about to do, but it was also in part because Todd was cute and charming and a little bit shy. It was honestly so much better than if I'd been ordered to suck off some alpha asshole type that would have grabbed my hair and fucked my face like he was God's gift to women.

I kissed Todd in the parking lot. I kissed him for quite some time, actually, and I felt him get nice and hard for me. His hands moved over my body and he moaned a fair amount. It made me wonder if he hadn't been with a woman in a long time. He was good looking enough to have very little trouble picking women up, but maybe he just wasn't the kind of guy that was interested in that sort of thing.

His car - it was a massive SUV, actually - was close by and we were in his back seat in no time. The windows were helpfully tinted - just a little - and I found myself in Todd's lap and making out with him rather ferociously before long.

He wasn't an inexperienced man. He had my shirt and bra off in no time. He touched me with expertise, working my tits and my ass in ways that drove me wild with desire. When he got his mouth on one of my breasts he did wonderful things, sending waves of pleasure to my loins and causing a wealth of moans to reverberate through the car.

I wanted to fuck him. I didn't, of course. I hadn't been told to, so I didn't.

Instead, I got off his lap, took off his shorts, and gave him a long, slow blowjob. It was probably a good ten minutes of sensual cocksucking. I sucked his balls some, too, and there was plenty of kissing with my hand moving up and down his shaft. He moaned the whole time and it was absolutely enthralling to hear his pleasure.

He got his fingers in my pussy at one point. That felt good. Really, really good. It made me want to fuck him in even more, so much so that I resolved to get his contact information with the hope that Erica would let me - or instruct me, I suppose - to have sex with the good-looking man I was blowing.

"Alicia...fuck...I'm cumming," he announced.

His cock head swelled up in my mouth and then the first of many volleys of cum hit my tongue. The load was massive enough that I figured he'd gone quite some time without an orgasm. That made getting him off feel even better.

"Holy shit," he said afterwards. "Holy shit, that was amazing. That was the best blowjob I've ever had."

I sat back on my knees and smiled. "You know, I'm not sure I've ever enjoyed giving a blowjob quite as much as I enjoyed that one."

"Really?"

I nodded. "Yes, really."

"Can I...can I go down on you?" he asked.

"That's sweet, but like I said, the other woman at the table is in control and she didn't say anything about you making me cum. I would, if you're okay with it, like to get your number, though, so I can get in touch just in case I'm allowed to have more fun with you."

Todd gave me his number. He also gave me a long kiss before I left his car and headed back to the restaurant. I took my seat next to Alec and saw that Tim had likely been stressed while I was gone. It was all over his face. I found it oddly charming.

"You were gone for quite some time," Erica said. "Did you enjoy yourself?"

I nodded. "I did. I was a good cocksucker, too. A good slut. I made him feel good. Really good. I took my time. Then I swallowed his load and got his number just in case you were generous enough to let me play with him again before our trip is over."

Tim didn't care for that. Erica liked it, though, and she reached over to stroke Tim's dick under the table, perhaps to calm him.

"I imagine you can earn that pleasure," Erica said. "You'll have to be a good slut for me, though."

"I will be. Nothing would make me happier."

Oddly enough, that was true. It hadn't been before that week, but it had become my reality with Erica and Alec, and what a fantastic - if short-lived - reality it was.