Becca Bellamy
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A Submissive Vacation - Part 3
🕑 Added 2025-03-15 05:35:49 +0000 UTCClick here to read the previous parts of the story.
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Though I wasn't scheduled to see Erica until the next day, Tim and I ran into her on the elevator while we were heading out for dinner.
Erica was already in the elevator. She looked quite elegant in a black dress and heels. She had a small black clutch in her hands and she smiled the moment she saw me.
I froze. I stared at her and froze as Tim moved to step into the elevator. He seemingly hadn't noticed that the woman standing in the car was the same that had dominated me in the videos Tim had watched.
"What's wrong, Alice?" Erica asked.
Tim's head whipped her way and I watched as his eyes went wide and his lips curled into the briefest smile.
Erica turned towards my husband, smiled, and extended her hand. He stepped into the elevator and shook her hand while I remained outside, frozen in a strange state of something approximating fear.
Then Erica stepped towards me. She took my hand and pulled me into the elevator. The doors slowly shut and she lifted my chin until I saw staring into her eyes.
"You look beautiful, Alice," she said as the elevator carried us to the lobby. "Are you going out to dinner?"
I nodded.
"I take it your husband enjoyed watching you get used like a filthy little slut?" she asked.
I nodded again and felt my pussy tingling with desire.
Erica looked at Tim and asked, "You did enjoy yourself, didn't you Tim?"
"I did," he admitted.
Erica spun me around and grasped my breasts through my blouse. My husband stared.
"You weren't bothered by the fact that my husband came in your wife's pussy?" she asked while squeezing my breasts harder.
"I was," he said. "But I was...I don't know, I was turned on, too."
The elevator slowed and Erica released me from her grasp. I moved towards Tim and tightly grasped his hand in mine.
Erica stepped towards both of us as the doors opened. She flashed a genuinely seductive smile and leaned in to whisper, "I'm tempted to make you get on your knees and eat my pussy in the lobby, slut. I bet you'd do it, too, even if it got us both kicked out of the hotel."
Then she turned and walked away. I could see Alec at the far side of the lobby. Erica strode towards him as Tim and I watched from the elevator. He took her hand and they stepped outside and into a waiting car.
"Wow," Tim said. "That was...she's really...just wow."
We stepped out of the elevator and slowly made our way through the lobby. Tim gave our ticket to the guy at the valet stand and we remained still and largely quiet as he sprinted away to retrieve our car.
I got in the passenger seat and Tim tipped the valet guy and got behind the wheel. He pulled up the restaurant on Google Maps and put the car in drive.
Neither of us said a word until we reached the first red light on our journey. I then hiked my skirt up around my waist, grabbed Tim's hand from the steering wheel, and guided it between my legs.
He looked over as he rubbed my pussy through my panties. "You're wet," he said.
"I'm soaked."
"Because of her? Because of what happened in the elevator?"
"Because of how it made me feel. It wasn't her touch - though that was nice - or what she said. It was just...it was just the way all of it made me feel."
Tim rubbed my pussy a little and it felt good, but an orgasm wasn't what I wanted in that moment.
The light turned green and Tim's hand moved to the steering wheel. I unbuckled my seat belt, moved to my knees, and leaned over. I unzipped his pants, freed his cock, and took him in my mouth.
"Oh, fuck," he said in that breathless way a man does when he's turned on in a rather sudden manner.
I sucked Tim's cock with wild abandon because I wanted him to cum in my mouth before we reached the restaurant. I wanted to serve him, to satisfy him. I was chasing the same feeling I'd experienced in the elevator and even more so in Erica and Alec's room as they both used me. It was, I think, my inner slut coming out to play.
The car slowed to a stop and my head popped up. At that same moment a woman in the car next to ours looked over and our eyes met. I smiled, kissed my husband, and said, "If you want to take control, you can. You can put your hand on the back of my head. You can push my mouth down on your cock."
Tim wasted no time. His hand found the back of my head and he pushed down until his cock was in my mouth again. Then, to my absolute delight, he grabbed a handful of my hair and began to rather forcefully direct the speed and depth of the blowjob. It got louder and sloppier as I gagged and spit up a little.
"Alice, fuck, I'm gonna cum," Tim announced after a few minutes of vigorous sucking.
Then he came in my mouth. I sealed my lips tight around the shaft and reveled in the pleasure of giving him another orgasm. I kept him in my mouth until he was completely spent and then I sat up, swallowed, and tucked his dick back into his pants.
I wiped my lips clean, put my seat belt on, and spread my legs. I rubbed my pussy through my panties and moaned. I was considerably wetter than before I'd serviced my husband's cock.
Somehow, Erica had unleashed a side of myself I truly hadn't known existed. As I sat there in our car, that side of me felt like it was on the verge of completely taking over. I probably could have relieved some of that uncontrolled arousal by cumming, but I chose not to. I wanted that side of me to get stronger, to get wilder, to usurp the rational part of my brain. It certainly sounded a lot more fun. As it turned out, it was.
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"Are you sure about this?"
Tim smiled and squeezed my hand as we stepped onto the elevator. "My answer is the same as it was the first ten times you asked that question."
We'd fucked twice after dinner the night before, including once where Tim rested his phone on my lower back and watched the videos Erica had sent him while he took me from behind. I'd engaged in a form of personal denial by holding off on cumming, which left me in a state of intense arousal as we prepared to go to Erica and Alec's villa for whatever they had planned.
I was nervous, though, mostly because I wasn't sure how Tim would react to watching in person. Seeing a video was one thing. Watching me explore my sexuality with a married couple might have been something very, very different.
I stopped almost as soon as we stepped off the elevator. I couldn't move.
"What's wrong?" Tim asked.
"This feels crazy."
He stepped closer and pulled me into a hug. "You've already done the insane thing," he said softly. "I mean, you cheated on me. You let someone else cum inside you. That was insane, Alice. This is just a continuation of the insane. This is just being insane while I watch. If anything, this is better because it's both of us being insane at the same time."
I laughed. "Those are very fair points."
Tim stepped back, took my hand, and led me down the hallway and towards their room. He knocked on the door. It felt very much like he was in charge, though I knew that would change the moment the door opened.
Erica answered dressed in a dark red bodysuit made from lace - which covered her breasts and ran down her stomach - and a delicate, sheer material that made the bodysuit feel a great deal more seductive. She wore the same black latex boots from the day before. Her hair was pulled into a high, tight ponytail and she had on lipstick that matched her bodysuit and a dark eye shadow that I found endlessly alluring.
"Welcome," Erica said.
"Thank you for inviting us both," I replied.
Erica looked at Tim and said nothing. A few seconds passed before he said, "Yes, uh, thank you, Erica, for inviting me to join you today."
She smiled and stepped aside. Tim gestured for me to enter the room, but Erica held up her hand.
"You may come in, Tim, but she needs to remain in the hallway."
Tim looked at me but I was staring at Erica. He stepped into the room and moved behind her.
"Remove your dress, Alice," Erica instructed.
My heart was pounding. I was a little nervous about standing in the hallway in my bra and panties, but it was the idea of surrendering control to Erica that had me so excited.
I lifted the dress over my head and bunched it up in my hand, which fell to my side. I heard a door open down the hallway. Erica smiled. She must have heard it too. I remained still and held her gaze.
"Drop to your knees and crawl inside," she said.
I fell to my knees and crawled into the room. The carpet was a little rough against my skin, but my pussy was already gushing with desire. The door shut behind me and I remained on my hands and knees, awaiting Erica's instructions.
"You're wearing far too much clothing, Tim," Erica said. "Remove all of it right now."
"What?" he asked.
I stared at her boots. I thought of how she'd made me rub my pussy on them, how she'd made me lick them clean afterwards. I wanted to experience that feeling of surrender once more. I wanted it quite desperately, in fact.
"Strip right now or leave," Erica insisted. "You need to understand that you are not in control, Tim. Not in this villa. I'm in control. My husband is in control. You get no input on how this evening unfolds. In fact, you will do as you're told throughout the evening or you will be kicked out while Alec and I enjoy your wife's body."
I don't know why, but I hadn't expected Erica to take full control. For some reason I figured she'd be more than happy to let Tim sit off to the side. She clearly wasn't, though, and so my husband stripped in front of her.
Erica surprised him again as she stepped closer and kissed him while stroking his cock. She surprised me, too, as did the intense wave of jealousy that washed over me while I watched another woman's tongue slip into my husband's mouth while her fingers lured his cock to an erect state.
"You'll do as you're told, do you understand?"
He nodded.
"Good. Proceed into the living area. I want you on your knees by the side of the couch. You will keep your hands off your cock unless you're given permission to masturbate. Do you understand?"
Tim nodded again and then walked away.
"Remove your underwear, slut," Erica instructed as she turned to me.
I hastily removed my bra and panties - which proved a bit challenging from my knees - and then sat back and looked up at her. She stepped closer, reached out, and grabbed a handful of my hair. She pulled until it hurt and I winced, though my pussy tingled.
"Open your mouth," Erica instructed.
I did so and she bent over, gathered all the spit in her mouth, and transferred it to mine. I'd never had anyone spit in my mouth. It's disgusting, of course, but submitting to it also proved thrilling.
"Is your pussy wet?" she asked.
"Yes."
"Are you horny?"
"Desperately."
Erica smiled and turned. She kept her grip on my hair and I crawled next to her. It was strangely enthralling to be treated like little more than a pet to be led around as Erica saw fit.
Tim was on his knees next to the couch as instructed. Alec was nowhere to be found, though.
"Tim, crawl to me," Erica said.
He hesitated before falling to his hands and knees and crawling towards her. I'll admit that it was strange to see my husband behave in that manner, though it was likely strange for him to see me do the same.
"You watched the video of that pretty young thing fucking herself on my boot, did you not?" Erica asked.
Tim nodded.
Erica extended a foot towards him and said, "I'd like you to do the same. Rub your cock over my boot. Get nice and close. Kiss my thigh while you do it."
Tim glanced at me, but I offered nothing. He'd agreed to do as he was told and he knew that he'd be kicked out if he didn't. I couldn't do anything for him.
He crawled closer until his cock rested on Erica's boot. He leaned forward and kissed her thigh. He wrapped his arms around her leg and began to hump the top of her boot. There's really no other way to put it. He was humping her boot. He was rubbing his dick all over it.
"Does that feel good?" Erica asked.
Tim ceased kissing her leg, looked up, and nodded.
She smiled. "You might be more like your wife than you imagined, Tim. It's not every man that would rub his cock all over a woman's boot at her command. It's not every man that would crawl around on his hands and knees."
Erica grabbed a handful of Tim's hair - while maintaining her grip on my hair - and pulled back. He groaned from the pain and looked up at her while his cock continued to slide over her boot.
"Lick up your precum, you filthy slut," she said.
My pussy gushed. I swear, I got wet when she said it, mostly because I wanted her to utter those words to me. I wanted to be ordered to lick her boot clean. How fucking crazy is that? I'd met her yesterday and I wanted desperately to lick her boots clean. It was really something.
Again Tim hesitated and again he quickly caved and did as Erica desired. I had no idea if he was anywhere near as turned on by her dominance as I was, but he was clearly turned on enough to go along with her desires.
"What do we have here?"
I turned my head to see Alec standing at the edge of the living room with a drink in his hand - a tumbler filled with a dark liquor - and a satisfied smile on his face. He wore a pair of slacks and a collared shirt that fit him exceptionally well and showed off his rather well built upper body.
Tim's head shot up from his boot licking and Erica immediately grabbed a fistful of his hair and twisted until Tim cried out in pain.
"Did I say you could stop licking my boots, you filthy slut?"
"No."
"Then get back to work!"
Tim dropped down once more and licked her boot with even greater vigor as Alec approached, stepped behind his wife, and kissed the back of her neck.
"Have you found us another plaything?" he asked.
"This is Tim, the slut's husband," Erica replied.
My pussy tingled for Alec. It was like it remembered getting fucked the day before. My mouth watered a little, too. I couldn't believe my body's reaction. I couldn't believe how badly I craved being able to pleasure him.
"And it seems that Tim shares a few things in common with his wife," Alec noted. "A willingness to do as he's told being chief among those similarities. I wonder how far his willingness to obey will take him."
Erica turned her head and kissed her husband with depth and passion. Alec held out his drink and I took it assuming that was his desire. His hands then cupped his wife's breasts and squeezed them hard as they continued to kiss. He pressed his hips into her from behind and she moaned. Her ass moved in slow circles over his crotch, no doubt helping him achieve an erection if he wasn't already throbbing with desire for her.
"On your back, Tim," Erica instructed.
Tim ceased licking her boot and rolled onto his back.
Erica looked at me and smiled. "Sit on your husband's face."
I straddled Tim's head and sat down with Alec's drink still in my hand. I could see the desire in my husband's eyes. He was enjoying himself, which was a very good sign.
Erica stepped to the side and her husband stepped forward. He took his drink, sipped it, and unzipped his pants.
"Suck his cock, slut," Erica instructed.
I don't know why, but it turned me on every time she called me 'slut.' I reached into Alec's pants and freed his cock. I took him in my mouth. I gave him a blowjob as I sat on my husband's face.
"Smother your husband with your pussy," Erica demanded as she moved behind me. "Lower your weight onto his face. Make it hard for him to breathe."
I did as instructed. I lowered as much of my weight onto Tim's face as I could. I felt my pussy lips open around his mouth and nose. I felt him struggling to breathe a little, too, and I experienced a beautiful surge of arousal.
Erica put a hand on the back of my head and pushed me onto her husband's cock. I gagged immediately, but she refused to relent. I choked on his cock. I spit up. I very nearly vomited, though I managed to hold off. It was unpleasant, but pleasure surged through my body. My clit was incredibly sensitive as I rubbed it over Tim's nose and lips and I felt my loins tingling in a rather enthralling manner that made it feel like I was the verge of an orgasm.
Erica released her grip on my head and I gasped for air as saliva dripped down my chin.
"Kiss your husband," she said. "Share the taste of my husband's cock with him."
I slid back, leaned forward, set Alec’s drink on the floor, and kissed Tim deeply. He ran his hands down my back and grabbed my ass as our tongues entwined. It was as sloppy a kiss as I can remember sharing with him and there was something utterly enthralling to have done it at Erica's instruction.
"Both of you on your knees," she said.
We both moved to our knees with our hands resting on our thighs as Alec stripped. He was more muscular than Tim despite being quite a bit older than him and I wondered if my husband felt in any way inferior.
Alec then stepped in front of Tim. He put a hand on the top of his head, grabbed a fistful of hair, and pulled back until Tim was looking up at him.
"Have you ever sucked dick, Tim?" Alec asked.
"No."
Alec smiled. "That's about to change."
He pushed his hips forward and the head of his cock pressed against Tim's lips. My heart pounded as I watched my husband open his mouth. The cock slipped past his lips. I don't know why, but it turned me on to see Tim submit.
"Rub yourself on my boot, you filthy slut," Erica said as she stepped in front of me.
I leaned back, lowered my pussy onto her boot, and began to fuck it. I loved the way the smooth latex felt against my soft, wet, pliable flesh. I loved the gentle manner in which it stimulated my clit. Most of all, though, I loved the way it felt to have sex with a beautiful woman's boot because she'd ordered me to do so.
"Look at your husband," Erica ordered.
I turned my head and moaned. I don't know why it turned me on to see a dick in Tim's mouth, but it did. It really fucking did. I rubbed my pussy faster over Erica's boot as Alec continued to thrust in and out of Tim's mouth.
It wasn't a blowjob. Not really. His mouth was being fucked. Alec had a strong hand on Tim's head. He was thrusting his hips. He was dominating and humiliating my husband by using his mouth as a hole for his pleasure. It might be pretty fucked up that I was turned on by that, but I was definitely turned on by that.
"Are you close, slut?" Erica asked.
"Yes."
Erica pulled her boot away and I groaned in frustration. She bent over, smiled, and shoved three fingers into my mouth. They pushed to the back of my throat and I gagged. My eyes watered. She fucked my mouth for a short spell and then rubbed her wet fingers all over my face. A moment later her tongue was in my mouth. I closed my eyes and surrendered to the pleasure of being kissed by the gorgeous, dominant older woman.
"I'm ready," Alec said.
"On your hands and knees, slut," Erica demanded.
I quickly moved to my hands and knees. Alec pulled out of Tim's mouth and got behind me. He dropped to his knees and rubbed the head of his cock over my pussy lips.
"Come rest your head on her ass," Alec said. "I want you to watch me take your wife from you."
There was something about his tone and choice of words that made me desperate to get fucked while Tim watched. He wasn't actually taking me from my husband, but the idea of that was way more arousing than I ever would have guessed.
I felt Tim's face on my ass. I felt the warmth of his breath against my skin. I felt Alec slide into me from behind.
Erica sat in front of me. She spread her legs. She had her phone in one hand and she masturbated with the other. Her husband's cock slid deep into my pussy and he held it there.
"Are you a slut?" Erica asked.
"Yes," I answered as my pussy tingled.
Alec pulled out and slammed into me hard enough that I winced a little from the pain.
"And who does your pussy belong to, slut?" Erica asked.
"You. It belongs to you," I answered. "You and Alec."
Erica rubbed her clit faster. That must have been the right answer. It was certainly the answer that felt the best as I got a little wetter while uttering those words.
Alec pulled out and I heard his dick slap against Tim's face. "Do you hear that? Her pussy belongs to me. Which means I get to decide if your dick goes anywhere near your wife's pussy for the rest of your vacation."
I heard Tim gag. Alec's cock must have been in his mouth. I looked over my shoulder to see that Alec had a hand on the back of Tim's head and was fucking his face once more. My husband took it. He didn't move. He just took the face fucking. He must have been turned on by it.
"I'm a generous man, though," Alec said. "If you do as I desire, I'll let you have her. Will you do as I desire?"
Alec pulled out and Tim gasped for air for a moment before saying, "Yes, I will."
The cock ended up inside me a moment later. Alec fucked me hard and fast. I had to push back against every thrust or else I would have collapsed forward. I'm honestly not sure I've ever been fucked that hard. It felt like he was taking ownership of my pussy and I fucking loved it.
Erica did too. She inched closer until her pussy was right in front of me. Then she put a hand on the back of my head and pushed down. I dropped to my elbows and ate her out. I was getting spit roasted again, only this time my husband was watching with his head balanced on my ass. Tim's presence made it hotter to get used, to be a slut. So much hotter.
"Fuck, I'm cumming!" Alec cried out.
He was inside me. Deep inside me. He was cumming inside me. I very nearly came. I got so close. I had to work to prevent an orgasm from washing over me. I did stave it off, but just barely.
I made Erica cum with my tongue. She pulled my hair so tight that it caused genuine pain, but I made her cum and I fucking loved every second of it.
Alec pulled out and I heard Tim sucking cock. He was being made to clean the other man's dick. It was so fucking hot.
"Clean my load out of her pussy from behind," Alec said. "Then you can add yours while my wife and I watch."
Tim moved behind me. His tongue probed me. His fingers, too. I moved back to my hands and knees and lowered my hips a little to help gravity pull some of the cum from my pussy.
Tim devoured me as I stared at Erica, who was all smiles. She was filming everything, too.
"Today your husband became a cocksucker and a cum slut," she said. "How does that make you feel?"
"It turns me on," I admitted.
"Yeah? You know that Alec will make him more than a cocksucker at some point this week, don't you?"
There was really only one thing she could be referring to. I wasn't sure Tim would go for that. Sucking cock was a lot different than getting fucked in the ass, after all.
"Fuck her, Tim," Alec instructed. "Fuck your wife from behind. Fuck her like the slut that she is. Do as you please with her pussy."
Tim slipped inside me from behind. He leaned forward and grabbed a handful of my hair. He pulled and my back arched as I looked towards the ceiling. Tim maintained his grip on my hair as he fucked me hard. In fact, he fucked me harder than he'd ever fucked me.
He came in less than a minute. He grunted and groaned and then leaned forward until his body was pressed against mine. He kissed my shoulders and upper back and his breathing was heavy and a bit ragged from the exertion.
"Pull out and get on your back," Erica instructed.
Tim did so as I stared straight ahead. Two men had cum inside me in less than five minutes. I'd never felt more like a slut, and yet I was fairly certain I'd never been so turned on.
"Sit on his face, slut. Feed him his cum. Ride his mouth, his face. Ride it for your pleasure."
I straddled Tim's head for the second time that day and sat down. I fed him his cum - and whatever was left of Alec's load - and rode him until I had the most powerful orgasm of my life. It was truly breathtaking, as in I struggled to breathe while cumming because all of my body's energy temporarily went to processing the overwhelming climax I had.
"Lick his face clean," Erica said after the climax. "Then you can get busy sucking my husband's cock together. Worshiping his cock, really. Do a good job and he'll fuck you again, you filthy slut."
I did everything she demanded. We both did. We did everything they both demanded for the next two hours and then they send us back to our villa feeling completely and utterly spent.
We met them again the next day, though we weren't at the hotel. I'll tell you all about it soon.
