Olivia’s Ultimatum [MF]

“For the rest of the vacation, I have one rule, and I’m only going to tell you once.” Olivia breathed in deeply, exhaling slowly before continuing. “I consent to whatever, as long as you don’t ask.”

She watched as Gary’s eyes flashed wide, searching her boyfriend’s face for any sign of his reaction.

“Can I flip you over? Can I pull your hair? Can I spank your ass?”

Olivia had found the weeklong stay at an all-inclusive beach resort to be fun and relaxing, but she had grown tired of constantly having to give affirmations during their nightly sexual encounters. Consent is sexy, but Olivia was tired of having to say “yes” to every move.

It wasn’t long before Olivia discovered that she might have bit off more than she had bargained for.

That very night, their usual soak in the balcony hot tub got hotter than usual when Gary took ahold of her wrist and guided it to his swim trunks.

Olivia smiled at her boyfriend’s rather tepid show of dominance, and her hand fished into his swimsuit and began to stroke him beneath the water.

Her fingertips got him hard, his stiffness growing in her hand until he stood before her and presented his cock at eye level.

She did the only natural thing in this situation and leaned forward to lick the tip of her boyfriend’s cock before slipping his chlorine-soaked member into her mouth her tongue tracing the smoothness of his shaft.

But unlike previous blowjobs, where Olivia set the pace and Gary moaned in approval, this one turned almost instantly into something more animalistic.

Olivia was thrilled at how quickly her offer had started to impact her man, feeling herself growing increasingly aroused the further this blowjob deviated from the many he’d given Gary in the past.

She felt Gary’s hand move to the back of her head, fingertips running through her wet hair and intertwining themselves until he had enough leverage to control the movement of her mouth.

Gary began to move her, setting the page and using her mouth like a toy as Olivia, powerlessly, felt his cock slipping in and out of her mouth.

She swirled her tongue around him, moaned softly, and varied the pressure on his cock, taking control of the only things he had left to her, his pace quickening.

The bobbing of her head turned quickly into her entire upper body moving, Gary’s hands rocking her forward and back as her mouth hummed and purred, trying to put as much friction on his pistoling cock as she could.

Her body’s motion was turning the small jacuzzi into a wave pool, and the water lapping at Olivia’s tits was only adding to her arousal. She reached behind herself, untying her bikini top and letting the fabric fall away from her chest, the water now lapping at her bare nipples.

Olivia’s hands moved to her chest, taking the pink eraser-sized nubs between the thumb and middle finger of each hand. She rolled her nipples between her fingertips, her moans radiating through Gary’s cock as he used her mouth without a thought in the world for her pleasure.

Her nipples had always been sensitive, and in this moment their proving nearly enough to drive her to her destination. She was overjoyed that Gary was thrusting himself into her mouth, using her head to leverage her lips around him. His animal need was affirming her desires, and stoking the fires of her arousal.

The experience felt more like a drug than Olivia had imagined, and she was only able to focus on her nipples for a few minutes before her right hand inevitably moved between her legs, pressing against the neoprene of her swimsuit and massaging her needy sex.

Instinctively, thanks to a lifetime of training, her hips moved to meet her own motions, lifting her ass off the concrete bench of the hot tub to meet her digits.

Her fingertips started out tracing the outline of her labia through the fabric, fanning the flames of her lust, before her ring and middle finger came to rest squarely on her clit, drawing hungry circles against her sensitive nub and causing her to begin to moan sweetly around her boyfriend’s cock

Olivia’s other hand dropped her nipple, running up Gary’s thigh and gripping his ass, urging him to fuck her mouth, to use her. He was making progress, but Olivia’s patience was being overruled by desire, and she wanted to take his newfound boldness out for a spin.

“You like that don’t you,” her boyfriend said, his usual docile and careful lovemaking thrown to the wind.

Olivia responded involuntarily, her mouth moaning “uh huh” around his stiffness before she had a chance to realize there was no way he could understand her while his cock was stuffing her mouth.

Gary groaned, her vocalizations vibrating her entire mouth around him. So she did it again, moaning the word “yes” into the throbbing stiffness of her boyfriend’s cock as he began to fun her face with increasing urgency.

Olivia hummed, deeply, turning her mouth into a vibrating orifice of divine pleasure. As Gary’s grunting grew more urgent, she knew his climax was nearing and she wasted no time in grabbing his hips and pulling him towards her to hasten his thrusts.

His tightening grip on her hair tugged at her scalp, and her moans grew higher pitched at the sudden but not entirely unpleasant plain. He was using the leverage to match his hips thrusting towards her mouth. He was really going o town on her mouth, and Olivia was positively dripping at the rough treatment he was dishing out.

When her boyfriend neared climax, he usually warned her, but as Olivia swirled her tongue along the underside of his cock and hummed him into oblivion with every thrust, Olivia wondered hopefully if he might be a bit more hasty now.

Her wish was quickly fulfilled, as she felt Gary’s grip on the back of her head freeze, pushing her head down on him until she could feel his wiry, curly pubic hair against her face.

He held her there, her mouth and throat wrapping him, and she breathed slowly through her nose to avoid tapping out at all costs. She couldn’t hold her breath for long, but feeling him completely inside her mouth was an experience Olivia wanted to savor. Her tongue extended, tracing the base of her boyfriend’s cock and his balls and she strained to maximize his pleasure as she felt his climax nearing.

Her careful efforts were rewarded without delay as she felt his throbbing cock swell against her lips and erupt down her throat. Swallowing was a foregone conclusion as she felt his seed deposited magnificently straight into the back of her throat.

His climax brought moans of approval from both of them, as Olivia relished the feeling of having had he mouth used so effectively.

The way his erection pulsated in her mouth, pumping the results of her efforts into her was a divine sensation that had Olivia’s mind buzzing with desire to get more out of her man before the night ended.

“Fuck,” Olivia said when her man’s drained erection was pulled from her mouth, a last few drops of ejaculate dripping down into the bubbling water.

“That what you had in mind?” Gary asked, his tone that of a man who thought he had conquered the mountain.

Olivia peered up at him, then looked at his cock bouncing before her eyes, then back at his face.”

“It’s a start,” she said, pulling herself up out of the water after untying her bikini bottom. “And you can definitely do that again whenever you want.”

Her naked form ascended beside the jacuzzi and walked towards the balcony’s sliding glass door, every inch of her on display for the man who’d been given permission to use her as he saw fit.

“I think I need a shower,” she added, turning to him before walking away, swinging her hips as she went disappeared into the room.

The dual shower-head setup was one that hadn’t been put to use yet, but Olivia turned both faucets on full, filling the glass shower enclosure with steam before Gary had even caught up with her.

Once he joined her inside, she felt his hands on her hips, spinning her away from him and pressing her, chest first, into the glass.

Her breasts flattened against the pane, her firm nipples dragging delightfully against the glass as she felt Gary’s tip against her. She ground her hips back against his teasing, her wetness manifesting itself as palpable need.

Feeling him throbbing in her mouth had always made her want him, but tonight, feeling the urgency with which he thrusted into her face excited her for what was to come.

His throbbing, circumcised head parted her labia and sunk almost instantly inside. Gone was the timid gentleman who would work himself into her slowly at the start of their lovemaking. Gary proceeded in a flash to unrelenting pounding.

Olivia’s moans filled the steamy shower almost as quickly as Gary had filled her, his throbbing stiffness stretching her with a speed and hunger that, frankly, was exactly what she had hoped to cause when she threw down the gauntlet earlier that night.

She loved him, and wanted to build a life with him. And nothing solidified that desire more than this anniversary trip.

But she also knew herself, and knew her desires. She knew that if Gary didn’t become the kind of sexual partner that she fantasized about when the shower head was pressed between her legs, that their relationship would be an uphill battle.

To say that Olivia was relieved that Gary had taken the bait would ignore that she was too lost in the moment to consider what her sex life would look like long-term.

She could feel his hands gripping her hips, holding her ass in place as she tried to thrust backwards towards him. Leverage was hard to find, the glass providing just enough traction for her to keep from falling down, her heaving chest rising and falling against the glass withe each thrust.

Her eyes opened for a moment and she stared at the scene through the steamy mirror across the bathroom. She could just make out the purely pornographic scene, her body pinned like a toy against the glass as her loving boyfriend ravished her from behind.

The slapping of Gary’s thighs against hers, percussively echoing off the glass walls, was like a rollercoaster clicking and clacking as the apex of Olivia’s pleasure grew nearer and nearer.

Just as her muscles began to dance in a drum-like manner themselves, her insides pulsating in a most pleasurable fashion, Gary drew a hand to her throat, grasping her neck from behind and squeezing. He was gentle, but the notion itself was enough to push Olivia over the edge.

The joy of knowing that her man would give her what she so desperately needed turned his pumping and choking and grasping into the greatest pleasure she could imagine. His hand on her throat rivaled every time he’d texted her “just because,” held a door open for her, or brought her flowers, all wrapped into one. Her senses were being assailed, physically and emotionally.

Olivia’s breath grew shallow as she pressed herself off the glass, her slippery palms forcing her ass backwards to meet Gary’s every thrust. She angled her hips, so that instead of gliding past, he was hitting her insides just right. And then she melted.

Perhaps it was his eagerness, his roughness, or the animalistic spontaneity of the whole thing, but Olivia would have sworn that her man felt bigger and harder in that moment as he filled her so deliciously, making her feel whole as he powered his way inside her.

This time, when Olivia felt Gary’s throbbing member swell as he reached climax, she knew that he wasn’t the only one that was destined for sweet, carnal release.

Her crevice spasmed, waves of muscular contractions working to coax him deeper inside her as her nerves began to dance a choreographed ballet all their own.

It started beneath the pit of her stomach, just above the center of Gary’s rhythmic, methodical thrusting. A throbbing, pulsing, emanating pleasure that felt like energy itself, glowing warmly from a place that Olivia only knew was there in times like these.

Her pleasure radiated out from this spot, like fingers of light extending through her abdomen, down her legs, and out to her arms. The energy passed her chest, her ample bosom rocking against the glass every time Gary withdrew himself and rocked forward to fill her again.

The colliding of their bodies, with the steadiness of tribal drum, egged the pleasure onward through her arms and legs until it felt as though it was shooting out of her toes and the tips of her fingers, pleasure marching onward to conquer every cell of her being.

Olivia’s hips began to rock involuntarily, her legs spasming as her climax took her, driving her every muscle in opposing waves of contracting energy that thrashed her to and fro.

She felt Gary’s hands gripping her hips, his own hips matching her every unexpected gyration so as to keep himself firmly and deeply inside of her. She milked him, her pussy contracting around him as she felt his cock swelling in orgasm.

Gary’s grunts confirmed what the tightening walls of her vagina had already told her, and she felt him cumming with her, sending his seed splashing deep inside her while her body worked to milk every last drop.

Her thrusting, rocking hips slowed as the throbbing of her pleasure mellowed to a gentle pulse, her body basking in the afterglow as she felt the final strains of Gary’s love being deposited inside her.

As she felt him begin to soften inside her, she reached behind herself, grasping at his hip while she steadied herself with only one hand on the glass shower partition.

She held Gary there, not ready to let him exit her yet. The warm glow was still moving deliciously through her body, and she wanted to feel full for just a moment longer before the encounter drew to a close.

Several minutes went by before the world began to come back into focus around Olivia, and once she drifted back to earth she began to recognize that her plan had played out even better than she could have hoped.

And to think, vacation was only half way over.

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