Unexpected DP while on vacation

by Baltcumcump

23 Nov 2021 1122 readers Score 9.0 (13 votes) PDF Mobi ePub Txt


Our final morning abroad started with Sir Jace waking up with another raging boner. We were under the sheet, sleeping nude in the air conditioning, and Sir was holding me tightly close to him. I felt every inch of his erection between my ass crack. Still not 100% recovered from the fisting I’d taken two days prior, Sir was patient with me, and kept my mouth busy, but I knew he’d be wanting to fuck me this morning.

I could hear Sir breathing heavily, and I decided to take matters into my own hands. I spit and licked my hand as much as I could and began to slowly lubricate Sir’s cock with as little disruption as possible. After a few minutes of this, I felt he was slick enough for him to penetrate me, so I hovered my hole over the hard throbbing crown of his cock, and began a slow decent down his pole. I was ever so deliberate and sunk down inch by inch until I felt the thick curly bush brush against me. I began to squeeze and buck my hips in a rocking motion. “Mmmmmmmm” I muttered.

Soon, Sir was startled awake and he held my hip in his grip and began to fuck into me. “Oh yeah boy, your ass feels so good wrapped around my cock”. Sir’s pace went from a slow grind to a faster pace in no time. He moved his hand from my hip and pulled me into a body hug, trapped between his arms, his gruff beard against my back, and he bit the skin between my shoulder blade and grunted as his load flew throughout my guts. Sir didn’t let mr go, I knew he’d empty his bladder inside me. I have come to enjoy the warmth of his piss filling me. Once he loosened his grip, i knee I was free to get out of bed and complete my morning routine.

I greeted Sir Jace with a cup of coffee and a morning kiss after showering. He was laying in bed watching TV looking like a stud. I stood back and just looked at him, admiring his stature, his looks, him. I thought to myself how lucky I am to have a man like Sir Jace in my life, to serve him, to meet his sexual needs. I am privileged, and humbled that it is me that he had chosen for these purposes. In a wave of servitude, I asked, “Sir, is there anything else I can do for you?”.

“Yes boy. Can you get the shower ready for me and order us some breakfast?” “Of course, Sir. It would be my pleasure”. So he showered, we ate in the room, put on our swim suits and hit the beach. We both fell asleep in the sun and around lunch time, Sir had me bring us some drinks. We sat in adjacent lounge chairs and I could see Sir begin to adjust his cock in his trunks.  He looked so commanding, so masculine, as he lay there; his gorgeous bearded face, that chest full of manly hair, that tree trunk snake like a third leg protruding through his tight trunks, his thick hairy legs. He looked like a god to me, and gods must be worshipped.

“Sir, I’d be happy to help you with that”. Sir Jace looked over to me, pulled down his sunglasses, and gave me a mischievous grin. “What do you have in mind, boy”? “Sir?” I wasn’t used to being asked, as he always dictated our sex. Realizing I was confused by the question, and not wanting to spoil the moment, Sir rose from the chair, “follow me, boy”. I walked behind him, and we wandered off to where we were alone and secluded behind some bushes. I knelt and fished Sir’s anaconda out of his shorts and plunged my throat over it. I was hungry, he was horny.
“bend over, boy, and let me get some of that ass”. So I rose up, pulled my bikini down to my ankles, and Sir knelt and to tongues out my hole spitting into it before standing up and entering me. I held onto my knees and enjoyed the feeling of Sir pleasuring himself in my hole. Sir grabbed my shoulders and fucked his nut inside me. I spun around to clean him off. We both pulled up our swim gear. Sir made his way back to the lounge chairs and I went and got us another round. And the next round turned into a third round.

By the fourth round of drinks, Sir was getting more sexually aggressive. He called me over to his lounger and had me lay beside him. Not caring who saw us, we made out like long time lovers and Sir placed his arm around my shoulder and I cradled my head on his chest while Sir reached down to finger my cum filled asshole. We laid like this for at least an hour. I could smell the musk of Sir’s sweat from under his pit and since nobody was watching, I swiped my tongue through it, savoring the scent, the taste, the feeing of his hairs against my tongue. “Mmmmmm mmmmmmm”, I moaned, and inhaled. His scent got me worked up and I felt high. For the first time all week, I felt my own precum leaking out of the Cellblock. A noticeable stain began to form on my blue bikini.

Sir stirred and said, “boy, I need to piss, come with me”. We went to the restroom by the pool, and closed ourselves in a stall. I sat on the toilet and opened my mouth allowing Sir to piss directly down my throat. And when he finished, I began to get cheeky and I sucked him to full mast. I turned around and presented my hole to him. Sir fucked the living daylights out of me in that stall. My head hit against the bathroom wall so many times from his brutal force, but I wanted him inside me, I craved him, I wanted to go back to the lounges with his essence inside me. Once he creamed and I cleaned him off, I pulled on the bikini and the small stain became more like a puddle in my briefs. There would be no mistaking I was leaking like a faucet.

We made our way back to the beach chairs and I retrieved us a last round of drinks. Sir pulled the towel out of my hands and pointed to the bar, “don’t be so modest, boy, go”. He scolded me. I tried to cover my crotch with my hand, and he swatted it away. “Don’t get me mad, boy, go now”. So I sauntered over to the bar and hoped nobody would notice. But the crowd size building, it was inevitable that I’d be caught. Not only with cum stains in the front, but Sir’s loads were leaking out of me from behind, too.

I came back to the chair and as I laid back, I could feel the stickiness of his load building behind me. After this round, it was now pushing 5pm. We’d spent nearly the entire day at the beach, drinking, and taking a couple of breaks for fucking.

When we got back to our room, Sir was hard again. “Boy, watching you walk in front of me with my cum staining your bikini got me so hot. I wanna plant another load of my seed up there”. He pointed to a chair in the room and I bent over it. Sir knelt down and ate my hole out, tasting his own cum, and when he’d jerked himself to full erection, he pushed inside me. He fucked me so hard to the chair moved around the room until we hit the wall. I planted my hands at my sides on the wall so my head would be protected this time, and Sir began slapping my ass harder and harder as he built up steam, then he reached up and placed his hands around my throat and plunged deeper and deeper, sweat flew from his body onto my back and finally he almost squeezed the life out of me when he reached his climax and let me go. Fuck, that was one of the hottest fucks Sir ever delivered into me. I felt like nothing but a hole, and I loved it.

We rested, showered to get the sun lotion off of us and went to dinner. After dinner, Sir Jace said, just stay right here for a minute. He went back to the room and in his hands were some towels. He held my hand and walked me down to the beach. In the moonlight, we kissed tenderly, and we stripped and skinny dipped in the ocean, and then we made love on the towels, Sir fucking me on my back, on my side. Two more loads he gave me that night at the beach.

We wrapped the towels around our naked bodies. It was almost 1am. We fell asleep, woke up, he fucked me and pissed inside me one last time before we showered, shaved, had breakfast, and Sir unlocked me just before   heading. to the airport.

That last day he’d fucked me so many times I lost count, but I won’t soon forget how tender he was with me at the beach, making love to the sounds of the ocean crashing and the moonlight.

Once we landed back home, Sir produced the Cellblock from out of his bag. While at baggage claim, I went to the men’s room and placed it back on. Once I was visible to Sir, I saw him press the app on his phone, and I was once again locked up. He was serious about keeping me caged until 2022. 

by Baltcumcump

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