Kinky Trip, Day 2

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The next morning, we woke up intertwined with each other.  His arms firmly wrapped around me, the absolute most safe, secure and welcoming place on earth.  This is my favorite way to wake up.  I stir and as I roll over I see his grey eyes scanning over me.  He is watching me ensuring that I am safe as always.  As I stretch I move closer to him and reach up for a kiss.  He chuckles a bit.

“sassy you are insatiable as ever!”

I look deep into his eyes and run my hand on his stubble “Yes Sir for your kisses there is never enough.”

“sassy, sassy, sassy what shall I do with you?”

“Well my suggestion is another kiss Sir!”  He smiles his broad smile and pulls me in closer.  Not overly possible yet somehow drawn in closer.

He smacks my backside “Time to get up and get going my sassy!”  I give him an eye roll as I need some coffee pretty quickly if I am to last through the day.

After returning to the living room I see Sir has ordered room service, thankfully the person who brought it up to us has left.  One less person to see me naked. We sit and have our breakfast, as I glance up I notice Sir’s sparkling eyes.  Oh my wonder what’s in store for today?

He likes so much to surprise me and that alone is worth not asking. It’s driving me nuts because I am driven by knowing and adhering to a schedule, why I am always early. If I ask for the plans today he is likely to either be highly vague or not say anything by the look in his eyes he has a plan and I want to know the plan darn it!

“sassy, do you have a question?” He interrupts my internal dilemma. I decide to submit to him and go with the flow, not a typical behavior, for him I can do this.

“No Sir” I smile and his answering smile means he knows what has just happened. He can read me like a book.

“Then I think its time to get our day started. Shall we go for a swim?”

Panic and fear choke me as I swallow my coffee. I haven’t brought a swim suit. Eyes flying up to meet his, I am going to be in a VERY public place and nothing covering me and all my bits! I want to beg him to let me cover up. Somehow I don’t think this will fly. He is grinning at me!  I know he is reading the emotions rolling across my face and in my eyes.

“That sounds nice Sir.” I say in as calm of voice as I can manage. His prideful smile and wicked sparkle in his eye is the boost of confidence I desperately need.

“Why don’t you slip on a sundress to walk down” I nearly trip over myself to get my favorite red sundress. He chuckles behind me at my obvious gratitude for the sundress.

We walk down to the pool arm in arm and the area is moderately crowded with people of every walk of life. All the subs were in various states of nudity, they all seem so self possessed with thier bodies.  I find myself green with envy at thier confidence. The furter into the self depreciation the closer I get to Sir. I am physically trying to hide myself. Sir being so utterly compassionate lets me hide, at least for awhile.

We stop at some lounge chairs and make ourselves comfortable. Relaxing in the chair I feel the warmth of the sun soaking in, the cool breeze and the postively charged atmosphere.  There are smiles and laughter everywhere. Everyone mingling in various states of undress and no apparent judgment. Laying there in my sundress and dark sunglasses I am able to watch the goings on, people at the swim up bar, a couple providing a flogging demostration, another couple engaging with another couple making plans for a foursome later.

I feel Sir watching me intently. His hand begins to run up and down my thigh. I begin to flush a bit as I have on nothing under my thin sundress and his hand is going places.  I turn towards him automatically, it’s what I do when he touches me to make myself more available to him.  Instantly I am seized by those grey eyes. They are filled with passion and determination.

“Hi” is all I can squeake out.

“Let’s get in the pool, sassy.”

He has let me have time to adjust and get my bearings. Time to do this.  I know he will be there every step of the way and he has my best interests at heart and in mind.

My hands shake with self-conscious anxiety never before felt. I am taking deep breaths and he is letting me do this at my own pace. Gosh he is amazing I think to myself.

Finally, with a final last breath in a single motion slip off the red fabric. Now I am sitting there fully exposed. No one around blinks an eye. Sir gets up, holds out his hand and helps me to my feet. He brings me into a deeep kiss as he kneads my backside.

We make our way to the pool and the water is cool and refreshing.  My anxiety it waning as my confidence builds.  The surprise is my breasts are very bouyant! Figures I think to myself, they are so big, at least they will keep me afloat.

There is a need building in my very core. How is this even possible? No sooner do I think that than Sir is behind me with a very large erection pressing in on my backside. I try to turn and he stops me. His hands are playing with my already very hard nipples. I want him here and now. This is confusing!

Sir begins to kiss my neck and I melt in even further. I hear a voice, its familiar and not Sir’s.

“So glad you guys were able to make it down!” It is Dave, a good friend of Sir. As my eyes flutter open I see him smiling at us.  I immediately attempt to hide. As Sir has me by my nipples, can’t move. So here I am totally naked, Sir playing with my nipples and me so aroused I am ready to jump out of my skin.

“Thank you for the invitation Dave.” I stutter out to Dave. I hold out my hand to shake his hand. Instead he pulls me into a hug.  In my mind I am thinking I am naked, this is not right. I look nervously at Sir for help.

“It’s fine sassy.” I look at him in bewilderment and he laughs.  Okay evidently I am over thinking, yet again.

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To be continued

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