Exposed Summer, Part 2: Sex On The Beach [mf][BDSM][Mdom][Exhibitionism]

*Read part one [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/egwpmy/exposed_summer_mfmdomlight_exhibitionism/).*

**Part 2**

I watched Sara’s young body trot it’s way out of the bedroom and into the adjacent shower. Shortly after the sound of running water filled the hypnotic silence and I got up and went to the shower as well.

The tiled room was well lit and now full of thick steam clouds. Somewhere in this fog Sara’s tiny naked body was lurking. Faced towards the shower, only her wet hair and the back of her shoulders were peaking over the steam. I watched the thousands of tiny water droplets crash against her hot skin, bounce off her body, roll down her smooth curves. Her eyes were closed, her muscles relaxed, her head was leaning back. It felt as if she is having a very intimate moment while just standing there, letting the soft touch of the water explore her. She could make something as mundane as taking a shower feel sexy.

I stepped forward as if to steal a moment of her intimacy with the shower, I placed my hands on her waist and planted a soft kiss on her neck. Naturally I got hard again watching her so it was pressing against her butt as well. She purred in response, spun around and dropped to her knees. I grabbed her and pulled her back up to her feet.

“Great enthusiasm. Save it for the beach.” I said with a cold tone.

Sara’s horny smile disappeared and was replaced with a confused and slightly worried look.

~

Getting out and the walk to the beach were relatively mundane. Sara was wearing her sunbathing suit under the same sundess from earlier. It was rather long, reaching just below her knees, but it was so light and barely hung on her body that it still made it look sexy. Her bathing suit had two parts – black panties that tie on each side and a colorful top that also ties at the neck and the back.

We finally found the beach. It was almost noon so there were a lot of people on the beach, but there were still some spaces available. The yellow sand was covered in a colorful mosaic of towels, mostly naked bodies, shade, clothes drying in the breeze, bags and umbrellas. We quickly found an open space and set our towels there. There was an open space next to us and before us so it didn’t feel as cramped.

Sara took her sun dress off and packed in the bag next to me. Her bra barely contained her tits as she was bent over in front of me. She sat back down on the towel, and began the long task of rubbing sunscreen on every inch of her exposed skin.

“Give me that, I have to do your back” I told her as she was about to be done.

I took the bottle and moved behind her.

“The first step of becoming a public slut is showing yourself. Not just a quick flash but taking it all off and owning up to it.” I was explaining in an even and schooling tone as my fingers began uniting the pretty bow at the back of her neck, then quickly undoing the other one.

Sara yelped when she realized and caught her top right before it could fall, firmly pressing it against her body. Her legs also moved up, closer to her body, as if to cover herself with her thighs.

“I think I was clear. This was a command, not an offer.” I scolded her.

“Let. Go.” I added sternly.

She hesitantly moved her hands and dropped the top to the side. Her firm tits, taken out of their comfortable support, got covered with goosebumps as they met the summer breeze. Her darker nipples stood up proudly as if unaffected by her shame. I squirted a handful of sunscreen and started rubbing it on her back.

“Good. Now you need to get over your fear and own up your nudity.” I continued, trying to relax her. “Remember, you are training to be my public slut because you know how sexy you are, and now you want to show it to the world.”

My hands moved from her back, to her tits, grabbing them. I spread the remaining sunscreen on her newly exposed skin. I leaned closer to her and almost whispered.

“You want to show that you, my princess, are *my* slut. Show them that you know how to please me. Show them that you are sexier than any other and that you fuck better than any other. Right?”

Sara let out a small moan and pressed her back against me

“You want to be my public slut, because you want to show them how sexy and dirty you are… And how proud of it you are.”

Sara shook her head “yes” and took a deep breath.

“That is what being my public slut is about.” I said with a deeper tone and let go of her. 

Her body trembled for a second and I laid down next to her, propping my head on my arm.

“So. Drop your legs, perk up your chest and relax.” I encouraged her with a caring tone.

She looked at me, biting her lip again. Her worried expression was starting to change as her eyes were glowing with a playful spark. Her beautiful feet slid forward on the towel, slowly bringing her legs down and finally revealing her round tits, standing proudly off of her chest as her little nipples pointed towards the blue sea as if they were ready to go on and conquer it. She giggled nervously.

“Good. Now relax, look around and see how many people would look at you. See how many women will stare at you in envy, how many guys will steal quick glances while their girlfriends are not looking. How many heads with shades will be turned towards you, staring perpetually thinking you don’t know they are looking at you. Think about what they are thinking. Think about how the are imagining having sex with you, how much the want you. Shower in people’s attention. Shower and get used to it.” I told her and watched her eyes start to explore around. 

I laid back down and just observed Sara. In the beginning she was stiff, not doing much. It took some time but her back loosened, she pushed out her chest more. She was looking around, scanning the wide panorama in front of her, pausing here and there whenever she caught a look. Each reaction she caught made her relax more, her muscles loosened more. A calm smile hung on her face. Then she laughed. She was adorable when laughing.

Each time she caught someone staring made her relax more than before. A calm smile hung on her face. Then she laughed. She was adorable when laughing.

“What’s so funny, princess?” I asked, shifting closer to her.

“That old guy over there” she was explaining through giggles “was staring at me and his wife caught him looking and slapped him. Now she is arguing with him, look.” She laughed again.

Indeed there was an old couple walking along the waterfront and now the woman was throwing her hands around, obviously scolding the guy.

“See. Somebody could get in trouble because of your tits.” I said jokingly “Who else is looking?” 

“That young guy with the blue shorts over there.” She motioned to our left. There was a guy sitting alone under an umbrella. When we both turned our gaze to him, he pretended he was looking at something else.

“That guy over there” she pointed to a towel just a few spaces away from us “keeps stealing glances while his wife looking at her phone.”

“Does all of this attention turn my slut on?”

I asked and without bothering to wait I snuck my hand in her panties and got my answer. My fingers were met with warm slick juices that felt like they were on the verge of overflowing. 

“Yes, sir.” She answered quietly with a trembling voice, as if I needed any more confirmation.

My fingers found their way inside and slowly worked her. Her moans were growing as I was picking up my speed. Still they were not loud enough to break over the sound of the waves. 

“Now look around again. Look at all the people you are giving this show for.” I growled quietly close to her ear.

She looked around scared. She was trying to hold in her moans but her berating was becoming labored. Some more people around as had turned and were staring.

“Look at it. Isn’t it wonderful. You will be the highlight of their vacation. You love that, don’t you? You love people staring at you while you moan with pleasure, don’t you?” I whispered and I pressed my fingers against her clit.

“Yes, sir” she trembled against me and exhaled loudly, trying her hardest not to moan and attract more attention.

I pulled my fingers out and brought them to her mouth. She enthusiastically sucked them clean.

“Show is over. Get up.” I commanded.

Sara stood up, her legs were a little wobbly. She reached for her top and I took it away.

“You will not be needing that. We talked about it.” I said with a low growl.

We packed our things and I led her to the edge of the water. In the distance along the beach there was a rocky place. Behind it the beach is more secluded. It was about a 10 minute walk along the wet sand. The entire way guys were turning their heads after Sara. At some point she just stopped paying attention.

As we were walking the beach was getting emptier and emptier. The last hundred meters were empty as we reached the rocks. It was a low pile of rocks that was stretching several tens of meters in the sea. Its meant to crash big waves. You can easily climb over and get to the other side, so we did. There laid another long stretch of beach with a lot less people on it. In the first few hundred meters there were only 4 or 5 towels with people.

Sara looked at me quizzically when I stopped and set our towels down, just a few feet away from the rocks. Behind us there was also a tall hill of sand and rock. The place felt sort of sheltered.

“Here?” Sara asked a little scared.

“Yes.”

“But… there are people over there” she turned and pointed to the people that were in the distance. They were far enough to not notice us unless we somehow drew their attention.

“Get on your knees.” I commanded her.

“But… they will see us.” she said still worried.

“They are supposed to see us. That’s what I’m trying to teach you. I could have brought you closer to them or I could have fucked you back on that other beach, but I am trying to ease you into it. Now get on your fucking knees before I get upset.” I explained with an annoyed tone.

“Yes, sir. I am sorry, sir.” Sara got down to her knees and apologized.

“Now it’s your time to shine.” I said, pulling my shorts down.

I saw how Sara’s eyes sparked with joy when my dick sprung out, though she hesitated to take it in her hand. The semi-hard I was carrying the entire walk took few strokes to grow to its full potential, pulsating in her hand, waiting for her to make a move. But she just stood there, stroking it.

“Where is your enthusiasm from the shower this morning?” I said mockingly. It was obvious she needed time to be able to fully slut in public.

I took a hold of my dick and pushed it in her open mouth. Rather unwillingly, at first, she took it. I held the back of her head and pushed as deep as I could. Her hands were on my hips, using them as leverage to push herself away from my assault. I pulled out and gave her a second to breathe. Strings of her spit were still connecting my glistening hardness with her lips. I held her head and pushed my dick deep inside her mouth then quickly pulled out. She quietly squirmed under me. I did it again, holding for a little longer. And again. These quick motions made her mouth salivate more and now drool was leaking off her bottom lip. I grabbed a hold of her head and started ruthlessly facefucking her. As fast as I could. I could feel my member pressing against the stiff back of her throat, rubbing its length against her tongue that is unsuccessfully trying to stop me, her teeth lightly digging in the base and her spit leaking out. I pulled out and let her catch her breath. I fucking love it when my princess looks like this – teary eyes, spit leaking out of her mouth all the way down to her tits, panting with an open mouth.

Sara looked up at me and saw how I was looking at her. It’s as if something clicked inside of her. She grabbed my dick, spat on it and rubbed it all over. From that moment on she barely broke eye contact. She smiled and pushed as much of me as she could inside her mouth. Her hands again were on my hips but this time she was trying to pull me deeper. I felt myself bottoming out again, this time she made an effort, adjusting herself, trying to guide me deeper. Her tongue was dancing under my member. As she couldn’t take me any deeper she moaned, making me feel the vibrations throughout my dick. She then slowly pulled it out, brushing gently the entire length with her teeth, stopping just before the head, then pulling it out with a loud slurping noise. She wasn’t afraid of the people behind us knowing anymore. Now all she wanted was to please. As she took a breath, she kept smiling. Her hand was stroking me and the other was rubbing her pussy. She took me in her mouth a few more times, adding more moans herself, mustering some from me and topping it all off with wet slurping noises.

“Oh God. Oh. Hold on. Hold it, princess.” I pushed her away. “Give me a break, you are too good!” She giggled.

I laid down on the towel and patted the sand next to me. Sara quickly and obediently placed her knees right there. Without being asked to, she leaned back down and took my dick in her mouth again and bobbed her head up and down. She loudly slurped and gagged on it, occasionally moaning and coughing. I reached slowly around her, and untied each corner of her panties. She didn’t seem to notice or care. The black cloth, soaked with Sara’s juices fell heavy on the sand. I took a handful of her freshly exposed cute ass, then landed a loud slap on the same cheek. She responded with a throaty moan. I grabbed her ass, pulling the cheek to the side, trying to expose her slutty holes to any lucky bastard who happens to be looking in her direction. Then I slipped two fingers inside her wet folds and started working her. She moaned and trembled in response to my offense. Slowly her motions became more irregular and more discoordinated because of me. To spare her I simply commanded:

“Cowgirl.”

She responded immediately, dropping my dick out of her mouth and quickly repositioning to saddle me. I slide effortlessly in her and she starts riding. Her cute body, bouncing on top of me with a backdrop of a deep blue sea is straight up mesmerizing. The sound of her moans, mixing with the waves and our bodies clashing together – straight up hypnotizing. The thought that I made her have sex with me on the beach, under the open sky, in plain sight of some random people, within an earshot from others – absolutely exstatic.

Shortly after, her moans started getting louder and deeper. Her body was starting to get electric. I pushed her forward off of me. Now she was laying on her back in the sand and I climbed on top of her. Our sweaty hips continued their interrupted song of wet slapping and her moans were echoing it.

Soon her moans became more distracted and merged together, peaking in amplitude. Her moth shot open, her hips wrapped around me, her toes curled. Her long awaited orgasm hit, drowning her body in waves of pleasure and unintelligible noises. My response was to keep thrusting my hips into her, pushing her high even higher. Soon after her legs let go of me my orgasm was close. I pressed against her and filled her with my hot seed.

Exhausted, I also fell down in the sand next to her, my back sizzling against the hot surface. Sara’s hand reached over and held mine as we were both panting, caught in the thick haze of our orgasms. I rolled over and kissed her glistening forehead.

“You are a star, honey. You did great today.” I told her sweetly.

I mustered the strength to pick her up and carry her petite body into the sea. I carefully dipped her toes in the water first, to let her adjust. Then I slowly lowered the rest of her body in the shallow end, letting the fire of exhaustion, shame and lust fizzle out in the refreshingly chill water.

Sara’s body floated on the surface like an island in the middle of the ocean. I watched how the water grazed her soil and gently made its way across, leaving puddles and ponds in every valley. The small waves were now big enough to sink entire nations, but all their might ends up clashing against her mountains, and gently rolling down the valley, collecting in the small pond of her bellybutton. 

Sara sank down and stood back up. She kissed me, slow and passionate, her naked wet body pressed against mine. 

“Thank you. I loved it.” Her voice rang innocently like an early summer morning.

She let go of me and dove under the incoming wave.

I followed after her.

~

Thank you for reading part 2. This one came out a little longer and a bit slower than expected, but I hope you enjoyed.

I might work on part 3, I have some ideas for it but can’t promise anything yet!

Happy holidays :)

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