Becca Bellamy
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Scenes from a Femdom Marriage - Part 10
🕑 Added 2022-11-26 06:07:12 +0000 UTCClick here to read the previous parts of the story.
Kara met someone on vacation. We were in the hot tub when she first saw him. She had her hand down the back of my swimsuit and she was manipulating the butt plug, moving it back and forth in a manner I found far more arousing than I imagined possible.
While Kara was working the plug - and doing so in a subtle manner than would have been nearly impossible to notice - an exceptionally fit, good-looking guy walked by in his swimsuit. Kara stared openly in a manner I'd never witnessed before. She didn't bother to try and hide her desire for him. She even turned her head to keep on staring as he walked by.
The guy stopped when he was nearly out of her sightline, turned, and smiled. Kara then pulled her hand from the back of my swimsuit, stood up, and sat on the edge of the hot tub. I'm fairly certain she was showing off her body - which is gorgeous, by the way - as a way of enticing the guy she was clearly into.
As you know, Kara and I had talked about her needing the freedom to explore with other men, so it's not like I was completely taken aback by her silent flirting with a man she'd literally never spoken to. I was a little bit surprised, though. I'm not sure why, but I just didn't think she'd pursue that sort of thing on vacation. In hindsight, though, vacation is the perfect place to pursue that kind of thing.
You know what was surprising? When Kara spread her legs as she stared at the guy. She might as well have shouted that she was available and interested. I didn't say a word, though. I didn't even move. I just watched and I did so with the same erotic curiosity I'd experienced that night at the Halloween party when Kara made out with and got fingered by another man.
It was the leg spreading that lured the guy over. He approached the hot tub with a smile on his face and sat on the edge across from us. His legs slipped into the hot, bubbly water and he smiled as he let his eyes wander over Kara's body.
"I like a woman that knows what she wants," he said.
I looked up at Kara to see a smile on her face. "Then you're going to love me," she replied. "Because I know exactly what I want."
"Oh yeah?" he asked.
Kara stood, stepped into the water, and crossed the hot tub. He spread his legs and she stepped between them, ran her hands up his thighs, and kissed him as she openly massaged his cock. My jaw literally dropped as I watched my fiancée throw aside any sense of modesty as she made out with a stranger while openly working to get him hard.
"Is it clear what I want?" she asked.
"It is," he replied before a confident smile crossed his face. Then he looked at me. "What about him?"
Kara looked over her shoulder, smiled, and stepped aside enough so I could see the size of the bulge in his swimsuit. "He wants what I want," she said. "Which is why I said yes when he asked me to marry him."
He smiled at me for a moment and then turned his attention back to Kara. He reached up, ran his fingers through her hair, and then pulled her close for a remarkably deeply, hungry-looking kiss. I got hard as I watched and I felt my asshole tighten around the butt plug while Kara resumed stroking the guy's rather large cock through his swimsuit.
"Do you have condoms?" she asked after the kiss.
"I do," he answered.
"Then let's go to your room," she replied.
He got up - putting his bulge on full display - and helped Kara out of the hot tub. He took her hand and they walked away without saying a word to me. Finally, right as they were about to walk out of sight, Kara looked over her shoulder and said, "Wait by the pool for me. I'll come find you when we're done."
I must have had quite the dumbfounded look on my face as I sat in the hot tub. Had someone joined me in that moment I'm not sure I would have been able to participate in a conversation, as I was utterly astounded that my fiancée had just left to go fuck another guy - a total stranger - in his hotel room. She hadn't asked me if it was okay. She hadn't even asked the guy's name. She'd just kissed him, stroked his cock, and decided that she wanted to fuck him.
I was excited, though, which should tell you everything you need to know. My dick was half hard, but I felt a significant level of arousal. It was the full body kind of desire that left my head spinning a little and gave me that delightful tingling sensation between my legs. My heart was pounding awfully hard, too, in large part because of the genuinely significant level of excitement I felt at the idea of Kara fucking someone else.
I waited just as Kara instructed. I hung out in the hot tub for a while - until I got too hot, really - and then moved to the pool for a dip. Eventually I moved to a chair by the pool and it was there that I rested until Kara returned.
She looked different when she came back, and it wasn't just that her hair was a mess and her chest and face were flushed red. There was a bounce in her step that wasn't there before. It was more than that, though. There was a sense of confidence about her, like she felt as though she could have accomplished absolutely anything in that moment.
I raised my hand to beckon her over and Kara came my way. She walked with an exaggerated sway in her hips and it felt like my heart was beating harder and faster with every step she took. There was still part of me that couldn't believe she'd actually done it, that was absolutely certain she was going to tell me that it had all been a joke, that she hadn't just gone up to a stranger's hotel room to satisfy her carnal desire for him.
Kara stopped at the foot of my lounge chair and I sat up. I wasn't sure what to say. A dozen questions ran through my mind, but none found its way to my lips. Silence hung between us for a handful of seconds before Kara dropped to her knees on the lounge chair and crawled towards me. I leaned back as she moved between my legs. I could see her ass swaying back and forth as she neared me.
Her lips met mine for a soft kiss. I was a little apprehensive at first - I assumed she'd just been kissing another man - but it only took a few moments for arousal to wash away that apprehension. My lips parted and Kara's tongue gently slipped past my teeth into my mouth.
We didn't kiss for long. There were lots of people by the pool and a couple making out would probably have inspired someone to come by and ask us to stop. Instead, Kara spun around, scooted back, and sat between my legs. Her body felt warm against mine and I instinctively put my hands around her waist and kissed her neck.
"I can't believe I did that," she said, confirming that she'd actually gone to his room and fucked him.
"What did you...are you saying you had...you had sex with him?" I asked, mostly because I wanted to make absolutely certain that's what she'd done.
Kara turned her head and looked at me as my hands moved up her stomach and settled just below her breasts, which I desperately wanted to play with. "Yes. We fucked, Finn. I fucked another man." Her lips curled into a genuinely gleeful smile before she said, "I just fucked another man on our vacation."
I'm fairly certain she could feel my dick get harder. It was pressing into her lower back, after all, so it seemed impossible that she would miss that. "How was it?" I asked.
She closed her eyes, leaned back, and rested her head against my shoulder. "I've never been fucked like that," she said softly. "It was...I don't even know how to describe it, Finn."
"Was it good?" I asked. The tone of her voice made it clear it was good, but I could help but want to hear her say it.
"Good doesn't begin to describe it. It was great. He fucked me...he just, he fucked me so good. The orgasms I had..."
"Orgasms?" I interrupted.
Kara turned her head and kissed me on the cheek as she reached up to caress the other side of my face. "I came twice," she said. "And both times it was...it was indescribably good, Finn. It was like I could feel it throughout my entire body. A head to toe orgasm. I swear, I was tingling all over."
It goes without saying that I wasn't upset. By that point in our relationship I was fully and completely Kara's submissive. I still didn't entirely understand my desires, but I knew I had them and I knew that I found pleasure in submission, which meant finding pleasure in Kara's happiness in whatever form that took.
What I didn't fully understand - just like at the Halloween party - was my arousal. It was so significant that I had no interest in fighting it, though. Plus, Kara didn't seem the slightest bit judgmental about the fact that my raging dick was pressing into her lower back as she laid against me, so I felt no shame about pursuing my arousal, even if it seemed like there wasn't much of a chance she'd let me cum.
"Was it better...better than when we have sex?" I asked. I wasn't sure what I wanted the answer. I just knew that my dick was hard and my heart was pounding as I waited for her response.
She looked out at the pool and ran her fingers over my thighs, offering a gentle kind of pleasure for a few seconds before she said, "It was different. No one has ever fucked me like that, mostly because I've never had the confidence to try and convince a guy like that to fuck me. I had that confidence today, though, and I was rewarded with a kind of sex I've never had. I will say, though, that the orgasm was really powerful. It was the kind that a girl remembers for a long time."
"The kind that a girl wants to have again?" I asked.
Kara sat up, and in doing so she rubbed the top of her ass against my cock. I had to work to control the moan that wanted to escape, and when she turned to softly kiss my neck I very nearly let out that moan for everyone at the pool to hear.
"Yes," she whispered. "In fact, I need to have an orgasm like that again. I'm going to need to have orgasms like that for the rest of my life, Finn." She paused and gently nibbled on my earlobe in a way that made my dick throb harder. "I guess it's a good thing I married a man that's more than happy to give me control, isn't it?"
"Yes," I answered. I was turned on enough that it felt like there was a chance I'd cum right then and there if she kept rubbing up against my crotch. She stopped, though, and once again rested her head against my shoulder with my hands around her stomach.
"He gave me his number," she said. "And a key to his room. He said I can text him anytime I want him while we're here. He said I made him cum harder than most women have and that he'd be more than happy to fuck me each and every day of our vacation."
Part of me wanted that and part of me hated the idea. "Are you...are you going to do that?" I asked.
"I haven't decided yet," Kara answered. "What do you think I should do?"
I know most men wouldn’t tell their fiancée to spend her vacation having sex with another guy, but I'm not most men, and the first answer that popped into my mind was that Kara should absolutely have as much sex with the stranger as she wanted.
"You should fuck him as many times as you want," I said. It sounded crazy. I mean, we were engaged. She wasn't supposed to be having sex with other men. But I wasn't supposed to be aroused by it, either, so of course it was a little crazy.
Kara purred and rested her hands over mine. I felt deeply connected to her. In the moment, I didn't understand why. Now, though, I get it. I felt close to her because I'd just offered my submission to my domme, an act that always brings a sense of closeness for a femdom couple.
"He asked about you," she said.
"Really?" I replied.
Kara nodded and her fingers entwined with mine. "He asked if you wanted to watch, actually. He said he'd be okay with that. In fact, he said he likes fucking a woman in front of her man."
"I want to watch," I blurted out. I'd loved watching her fool around with the guy at the Halloween party. I'd especially enjoyed the part where he made Kara cum, and the idea of watching someone actually fuck her sounded insanely hot in the moment.
Kara sat up a little, turned her head, and kissed me. It was a passionate kiss, too. It was the kind of kiss that felt a little bit like a reward for having said the right thing. "I want you to watch, too," she said. "I really want you to see him fuck me the way he did today. I want you to see him fuck me the way no man has ever fucked me, and I want you wearing that butt plug while you do."
My asshole tightened around the plug and my dick throbbed so hard it hurt. I was downright desperate to watch. "Will he fuck you again today?" I asked.
Kara smiled. "I'm sure he will, but I'm going to wait until tomorrow. I have this desire to tease you today, to tell you all about how he fucked me, to keep you hard and excited and dripping precum. I want you really, really turned on by the time you watch tomorrow. Okay?"
I nodded. The idea sounded amazing but also painful, which I was actually on board for. I was rewarded with yet another kiss before Kara got up and stood at the foot of the lounge chair.
"I'm going for a swim," she said. "I want you to join me once the excitement between your legs has subsided. Then we'll see about getting you nice and hard in the pool without anyone else noticing."
She turned and jumped into the water before I could say anything in response. I watched her surface and gracefully swim to the other side of the pool. She spun around, put her arms up on the edge of the pool, and offered a naughty smile as I sat there in the lounge chair with a stiff dick between my legs.
Eventually it would go down and I'd get in the pool, and Kara would tease me back to an erect state through nothing more than a few gentle kisses on my neck and some whispered words about fucking another man.
She spent the rest of the day doing that same thing at intermittent periods, proving that she really did find pleasure in the tease, and leaving me in a state of arousal so intense I had difficulty sleeping that night.
I did get to watch another man fuck my fiancée the next day, and I'll tell you all about that experience very soon.
