2017 true sex story: Meeting James

2017 true sex story: Meeting James – Chapter 10.4

by melanieatplay

True Story, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Male/Teen Female, Romance
I gasped when his fingers slipped underneath the thin material and began sensually rubbing my mound. Almost subconsciously, I let go and closed my eyes so I could block out the people around me and just concentrate on his touch.

I opened my legs just a bit which gave James better access, and his fingers slipped lower to the lips of my vagina. I wanted to open my eyes so bad and ensure no one was watching us. Thankfully, his deft, smooth fingers slipped inside of me and partially took my mind off my surroundings.

I wrapped my arms tighter around James’s neck while simultaneously kissing and sucking on his ear lobe. My actions only seemed to spur him on, and within a few seconds, two of his fingers were thrusting in and out of my pussy incredibly hard.

Subliminally, I know part of me, on some level, was terrified about participating in such an intimate act in public. However, it was as if James’s fingers that were probing inside me overruled that part of my brain.

“Don’t hold it back Melanie, let yourself go,” James said seductively into my ear.

I continued to kiss and suck on his ear lobe which I hoped would hide the pleasure I knew was etched on my face from any potentially prying eyes. His thrusting fingers would have caused me to orgasm very quickly. However, it was such an unsettling feeling being brought to orgasm in such a public place, and I actually had to concentrate and block out the people around me.

From deep within the pit of my stomach, my orgasm began to build which caused me to moan incessantly in James’s ear.

“Just a little bit more, Daddy,” I whispered.

I could feel him pick up the pace as his fingers sunk deep into my body.

“Yeah, let it go for me, Melanie.”

I tightened my grip around James’s neck which helped to steady the trembling effect of my body while I released in orgasm.

While coming back down from the peak, I hesitantly open my eyes and looked around. The majority of the swimmers appeared to have no idea of what just happened. However, there were two young, college-aged guys about twenty feet away from us who were snickering and laughing while looking at me. I could feel my face blush in a dark red crimson.

“That was so hot, Melanie. I can’t tell you how proud I am of you.”

I couldn’t help but smile. His words of approval meant so much to me. He leaned in and gave me a passionate kiss. At that moment, my world felt perfect.

“It was difficult at first,” I admitted, “but you got me into it pretty quickly.”

“Those two guys over there seem to like our little show,” he said.

I could feel my face glowing red in embarrassment again.

“I hope they didn’t see much,” I said shyly.

He smiled.

“I think they saw enough.”

Our eyes met, and he gave me another hot kiss. I could tell that what we’d done turned him on. Thankfully, my body pressed against his, and no one could see that I was topless. After he broke our kiss, he began speaking.

“As much as I’d like to give them an encore performance, I’m getting thirsty, let’s get back to the cabana.”

“I’m thirsty too. Could I get my top back?”

He gave me a sly smile.

“I think you’ll be okay without it.”

A sense of panic washed over me.

“James, please… I… I… need my top.”

He looked into my eyes while holding me tight.

“I’m right here… trust me, Melanie.”

His words were so calming and soothing. I took a deep breath and started to calm somewhat.

“Okay,” I whispered it.

We separated and he firmly took hold of my hand. As we made our way toward the beach, the neck-deep water began to give way and almost immediately, dozens of eyes were on me. I had to fight the overwhelming urge to make a ‘hand bra’ to cover my breasts. To make matters worse, once we were approaching the shore and in the knee deep water, I realized that the material of my bikini bottom was virtually see through! The ultra-tight satin-like fabric had molded itself perfectly against the lips of my vagina and created an obscene camel toe that was all but transparent.

I tried to look straight ahead but my peripheral vision caught the gawking stares and shocked expressions of the men and even some of the women. To say that I was embarrassed would be the understatement of the century. I think I would have been okay being topless because there were quite a few women around me who also weren’t wearing tops. However, they all had standard bikini bottoms on which kept them somewhat covered. As we walked through the white sand, I tried to look as confident as possible but inside, I felt nauseated.

Once we had reached the cabana, I quickly grabbed my beach wrap and put it on. James pulled two bottles of water out of the ice chest and walked over to me. There was a small, rustic wooden table inside the cabana, we both sat down and he handed me a bottle of water. I was upset, and I knew he felt it. There was a full minute of uncomfortable silence before he began speaking.

“You have such a beautiful body. I wish I knew why you are so intent on hiding it.”

I shot him a dirty look.

“I was naked out there James, or I might as well have been. This bikini bottom is transparent once it gets wet.”

“I know you’re upset and I want you to tell me why it bothers you so much,” he said soothingly.

My jaw dropped open. He really didn’t get it.

“Everyone on that beach was staring and gawking at me, James.”

“Not everyone, I think there were a couple of people who were asleep.”

He cracked a little smile after I rolled my eyes and shot him another dirty look.

“Look at me,” he said gently.

Our eyes met.

“You’re mine and I’ll never share my property with any man.”

I could feel a little tingle between my legs and I began to calm down.

“The only thing they will ever be able to do is to look, I want to make sure you know that.”

I looked into his deep blue eyes. Until that moment, I never fully realized how much pleasure he got from displaying me in front of others.

“Showing me off means a lot to you, doesn’t it?”

“More than you’ll ever know.”

I looked down, feeling extremely embarrassed from what I was about to admit.

“I want to please you, but sometimes, it can be challenging.”

He reached across the table, took my hand, and romantically squeezed it.

“You’re a proper young woman who had a very traditional upbringing,” he paused while collecting his thoughts. “So when I see you give yourself to me like this, it’s incredibly arousing.”

We spent the rest of the day on the beach frolicking in the sand and the surf. I made a conscious choice not to let the people around me affect the way I felt and looking back, it was the first time I truly felt comfortable with my body. Like many of the women around me, I chose not to wear my top and even the transparent bikini bottom didn’t spoil my mood. James never left my side the entire day and I felt so safe and secure. What started as a terrifying and embarrassing moment turned into one of the most liberating experiences of my life. James taught me how to be comfortable in my skin and love my body.

– – – – –

It was almost six o’clock and the sun was beginning to rest low in the sky. A cool breeze had picked up from off the ocean and was rustling the nearby palm trees. We agreed that we were getting hungry and hand in hand, we made our way back to the villa.

We showered together and washed the sand and sweat from each other’s bodies. I have to admit; I didn’t miss the solitude of his and hers bathrooms in the suite at the Bellagio because it was wonderful getting ready for dinner together in the master bathroom. While I was doing my hair, I couldn’t help but sneak glances in the mirror while he shaved. Just being in his presence was intoxicating and I reveled in the smooth, romantic vibe that seemed to encompass everything we’d done since we arrived in Mexico.

I left my long blonde hair down and curled it around my face in soft waves. Once I completed the finishing touches on my makeup, I started thinking about what I should wear. I walked into the master bedroom just as James was sliding his boxers up onto his hips.

“Now that is one nice ass,” I said in a playful voice.

He turned, and our eyes met.

“You’d better put on some clothes young lady, or I’ll be having you for dinner.”

Big smiles broke across both of our faces.

It dawned on me that I was standing naked in front of him. I felt so comfortable around him the thought of being nude didn’t really cross my mind.

“You’d better tell your submissive what you want her to wear, Sir.”

He thought for a moment.

“Surprise me.”

My jaw dropped open.

Is he letting me choose?

“If I’m going to make an informed decision, you’ll have to let me know where we’re going,” I said teasingly.

“A five-star restaurant.”

Time to mess with him a little.

“No Mickey D’s?”

He laughed.

“Not tonight.”

I closed the several feet that separated us and gave him a hot, lingering kiss.

“I’ll be back in a flash.”

I walked into the large walk-in closet and thumbed through the dozen or so dresses that I had brought with me. After some careful consideration, I settled on a black, plunge ruched cross back Bodycon mini dress. I knew James would like it because it had a deep ‘V’ in the front which exposed a lot of my breasts and it was cut very high with the hem laying on my upper thighs. It was perfect – especially sexy, yet very elegant. To complete the look, I chose a four inch Tony Bianco open toe heel with a leather ankle strap and a silver buckle closure that made the shoe really pop. Because of the design of the dress, I couldn’t wear a bra and I adhered to James’s ‘no panty or thong’ rule when we were together.

As I descended the stairs, I caught a glimpse of James putting the finishing touches on the Windsor knot of his tie. He heard the click of my heels on the polished metal staircase which immediately drew his attention.

While James was drinking me in, I took the opportunity to observe what he was wearing. He had chosen a dark blue shadow plaid suit with a white shirt with vertical purple stripes. There was also a purple tie and matching pocket square that was broken up by small white diamonds. He looked so handsome.

Once I had descended the staircase, he took my hand, raised it above my head, and twirled me around.

“You look simply stunning, Melanie.”

I beamed at his compliment and I had to admit, I loved dressing up for him. Knowing he appreciated the time and effort I put into looking good for him only made me want to please him more.

While he was inspecting me, I was beginning to realize that our pre-date routine was also something more because it had almost taken on a form of foreplay. Wearing sexy clothes that he had purchased for me, doing my hair and makeup to perfection, it part of the process, part of the ritual, of being with him.

“You clean up very well yourself, Mr. Moretti.”

His face broke into a big smile.

“I also like that you are adhering to my no-thong rule.”

I could feel my face burn in a red-hot ember of embarrassment. Apparently, my twirl had exposed more of my body than I had intended and it took me a few seconds to compose myself.

“Well, I didn’t have much choice, did I?”

“No…” his word lingered huskily in the air, “you didn’t.”

Fuck. I wanted him so bad my body was aching. His every action exuded power and dominance, and that was so erotic to me.

“We’d better get going before I decide to forgo dinner and find a piece of furniture to bend you over.”

– – – – –

James’s hand rested firmly on my exposed thigh during the twenty-minute drive to the restaurant. I couldn’t help but gently tease him about the Town Car he had procured instead of our usual limousine. Of course, he shot back with a good-natured but smart ass remark concerning how I was becoming too spoiled. Almost immediately, I thought back to the expensive dinner a couple of weeks prior at the Hard Rock with Gianna and Tim and my quandary concerning the upper-class privilege that James’s wealth as affording me.

“Do you really think I’m becoming spoiled?”

His face broke into a little grin.

“You’re becoming exceptionally spoiled, but that’s the only way I want it.”

I couldn’t help but smile.

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