I woke up in a state of confusion.  My phone vibrated on the nightstand.  It took me a minute to remember I was sleeping in a rented beachfront townhouse.  

I picked up the phone and saw that it was Stela.  It was just after midnight.  I’d been enjoying the kind of deep sleep that only comes after a long day, some good wine, and a mindblowing orgasm thanks to the blowjob she’d given me a few hours earlier.

I didn’t understand why she was calling in the middle of the night.  She should have been asleep next to her husband in their vacation house a short walk away.  I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach.  Maybe her mind-mannered husband had found out about the blowjob and was calling to confront me.  As a hotwife, Stela had his permission to fuck other men, but she was supposed to let him know first.  We had broken his rules when she snuck away from her family to see me during their vacation.

I answer the phone expecting a confrontation.

“Hello?”

“It’s me,” Stela said.

I relaxed a little bit, but I still didn’t understand why she was calling.  I thought something had to be wrong.

“Were you asleep?” she asked.

“Yes,” I answered.

“That must be nice,” she said quietly.  

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“I can’t sleep,” she said.  “I’m too wound up.  I’m too on edge.”

I wondered if Stela was having regrets about seeing me without telling her husband.  Or maybe she was just nervous that she’d impulsively invited me to come to meet up with her while she was with her kids and parents. She’d made the decision in the heat of the moment after days of exchanging dirty texts and a steamy video call that ended with us both climaxing. 

“Did something happen?” I asked.  

“Yes,” she said. 

I waited for her to continue.

“I invited you down here while on vacation with my family,” she said.  “It was hasty and risky and sexy as hell that you were willing to do it.  Then I made an excuse to get out of the house and see you.  Then I gave you a blowjob.  And then you sent me out the door and told me not to touch myself and I’m not allowed to cum until I see you again.  That’s what happened.”

Stela was getting louder the longer she talked.  I wondered if she was hidden in a bathroom so her family wouldn’t hear.  She was a woman used to getting what she wanted and I could hear just a hint of anger in her voice, but there was also a bit of desperation and an overachiever’s desire to please.

Before my flight, Stela had called me while I was waiting at the airport.  She’d told me how eager she was to see me and then she’d masturbated.  I was stuck with a hard-on and unable to do a thing about it.  

Although I enjoyed her being bold, I knew Stela craved a man who would take control and not be afraid to stand up to her.  I told her on the phone she wasn’t allowed to cum again without my permission.  After I arrived, she told her husband she was going to play tennis and then snuck over to visit me expecting sex.  Instead, I’d fucked her pretty mouth and told her she had to wait until I saw her again to cum.

“Are you on edge because you need to cum?” I asked her.

“Yes,” she said.  

“So you’re calling and waking me up to ask permission?” I asked.  “I do appreciate that you’ve shown me enough respect to ask rather than just doing it, but I gave you instructions and now you don’t want to follow them?  It seems like you’re not learning your lesson.”

“I am following instructions,” she said.  “And I have learned my lesson.  You said that I’m not allowed to cum until the next time I see you.  You also said it was up for me to figure out when that would be.  I want to see you right now.  I want you to make me cum.”

I had to smile.  I assumed she would find a way to sneak over the next morning or afternoon.  I didn’t expect a phone call in the middle of the night.

“Where are you?” I asked.  

“At the house,” she said.  “In the bathroom.  Come meet me on the beach.”

She was being very demanding, but that was her nature.  Stela ran her household.  She wanted a man to put her in the place.  Normally, I would have done just that. With most women, I would have hung up after telling her that she was being too defiant and then made her wait several days for my next call.

Stela was a special case, though.  She was new to being with a dominant man and new to being a hotwife.  Part of her agreement with her husband is that she wouldn’t see the same guy more than twice. He was concerned she would get emotionally involved if she kept seeing the same person. I’d already persuaded her to break that rule by keeping our vacation rendezvous off the books.  I wanted her to keep breaking rules.  To do that, I knew I couldn’t push too hard against her stubborn streak.

Plus, I’d gotten an expensive last-minute flight to travel down and meet her on her family vacation.  I wanted to fuck her as many times as possible, and the thought of her sneaking out of the house in the middle of the night to meet me on the beach was a thrill.

“Where on the beach?” I asked her.

“I think in front of our house,” she said.  “It will be more private than by the townhouses.  Ten minutes?”

I agreed to meet her and quickly dressed in shorts and a white linen shirt.  Within a few minutes, I was out the door and down on the beach heading toward Stela’s house.  There were several wooden lounge chairs that they’d left out above the high tide line.  I sat down in one to wait.  

A few minutes later I saw someone coming quickly over the dunes on the boardwalk connected their deck.  Stela’s tiny, fit body was easy to recognize.  In the moonlight, it looked like she was wearing a dress. When she got closer I realized it was a little leopard print chemise with black lace along the lowcut neckline.

“I couldn’t wait until tomorrow,” she said bashfully. “I’m sorry.”

“Maybe I should spank you,” I said.

“You can spank me all you want,” she said.  “As long as I get to cum.”

In our earlier meetings, I’d made Stela undress before we even touched.  This time she took the lead before I gave any instruction.  When I stood up, she ran over and lept into my arms. She put her arms around my neck and kissed me passionately.  If felt like we were lovers having an affair instead of two people fucking around.

I lifted her and cupped my hands under her firm ass.  She wrapped her legs around my waist.  

“When is the last time I married woman snuck out in the middle of the night because she had to fuck you?” she asked.  

“Never,” I admitted.

“I’ve never had sex on the beach,” she said.  “Not here. Not anywhere.  I’ve tried to persuade my husband, but he won’t.”

She unwrapped her legs and I let her down on the beach.  We kissed again.  

“I’ve never been skinny dipping either,” she said. 

Stela grabbed the hem of her nightgown and lifted it over her head quickly.  There was enough moonlight to see her beautiful hard body and perky tits.  She put her gown on one of the chairs. Then she took off her panties.

“They’re soaked,” she said.  “Come with me?”

I couldn’t resist.  Her husband and kids were sleeping a hundred yards away.  Stela walked toward me completely naked and unbuttoned my shirt. I stood still and let her undress me.  She put on a chair with her gown.  Then she opened my shorts and helped me out of them.  She rubbed my semi-stiff cock.  Then she danced away toward the surf.

I let her get a head start and then charged after her.  She tried to stifle her giggles as I swept her petite naked body off the ground and charged into the crashing waves. The two of us got knocked over.  We stood up and kissed.  She lept into my arms around and wrapped her naked body around mine.  She rubbed her hips against my stiff cock.

“You don’t deserve to wait any longer,” I told her.

Standing waist-deep in the water, I slid two fingers into her pussy.  Immediately she started fucking my hand. I kept my thumb on her clit.  

“You set me on fire,” she said. “I’m going to cum so quickly for you.”

Stela got louder and louder.  I worked my fingers deep inside her pussy.  

“Does this pussy belong to me?” I asked.

“Yes,” she said.  “You’ve been in it more than him this month.  I touch it thinking of you.  You’ve filled it with your cum.”

Our bodies moved with the water.  I kept circling her clit with my thumb.  

“I’m so close,” she moaned.  “I feel so good.”

The pitch of her squeals got higher.  I knew she was right at the edge.  My other hand was beneath her firm ass.  I pushed my thumb at its entrance.  She’d told me upfront that ass play and threesomes were off the menu.  I didn’t know if that was her rule or her husband’s but at that moment she didn’t protest.  I slid the tip of my thumb in her ass.  Stela exploded. She moaned my name as she climaxed in the ocean.  

She wrapped her arms tightly around my neck.  

“I’ve got tears running down my face,” Stela said.  “I needed that so much.”

“You just got yourself off this morning,” I said with a laugh.

“I know,” she said.  “You broke me.  I’m constantly in need of you.”

I carried her toward the shore with her legs still around my naked waist.  She dropped to the ground when the water was ankle-deep.  She pressed her naked body to me and wrapped her small hand around my big cock.

“I want to taste the saltwater on your cock,” she said.

Stela got on her knees and brought my dick to her lips.  She swirled her tongue around the head.

“You love that I’m your little cocksucker, don’t you?” she asked.

“Yes,” I said. “Do you like sucking my cock while your husband sleeps?”

She bobbed her head up and down my shaft.  

“Yes,” she said.  “I love that you use my mouth in a way he won’t.  My mouth is yours now.”

She wrapper lips around the engorged head.  She teased it with the tip of her tongue.

“I didn’t shower after I left you earlier,” she said.  “Just like I promised.  I went to bed with your dried cum still on my body.  There might still be some on me.”

In the pale moonlight, her wet, brown skin glistened as she sucked my cock.  She tossed her head from side to side, flinging her wet hair.  Her big brown eyes were looking up at me.  

“You can cum on me again,” she said. “Cover me with it.”

I grabbed her wet hair and twisted it around my hand.  I pulled her head back.  Then I slowly forced every inch of my dick down her throat.  She gagged a little but didn’t pull away.

“I don’t want to come on you, Stela.  I want you to come in you.”

Her eyes looked like two saucers. I thrust my cock in and out of her mouth slowly.  She didn’t move a muscle.  She just took my cock. I sped up with each thrust. I twisted my hips each time, screwing her pretty face.  I thought out her old man walking out and seeing me naked on the beach using his wife like a whore.  That pushed me over the edge. I unloaded in her mouth.  Stela gagged on cum

I helped her to her feet. We were still standing at the edge of the surf.  We kissed.  

“I’m glad I snuck out for this,” she said.  “Are you glad I woke you up?”

“Of course I am.  But I’m not finished with you,” I said.

“I hope not.  We still have one more date on the calendar. Plus whatever we can squeeze in off the record while we’re down here.”  

I swept Stela’s small body up in my strong arms.

“I meant I’m not finished right now,” I told her.

I carried her over to the chairs where we’d left our clothes.  I sat her down gently on one of the cushions.  I kissed her bare shoulder and neck.  My thumbs went to each of her nipples and teased them until they were erect.

I spread her slender legs and blew on her wet clit and the folds of her pussy.  Stela sighed with delight.  I brought my tongue to her clitoris and circled it.  I could taste the salty ocean on her pussy.  

I licked all around her slit, teasing the lips.  I brought my tongue up and down her slit.  I swirled it around her clit again.

Stela ran her fingers through my hair.

“You’re so good at that,” she said.

She lifted her hips and rubbed her pussy in my face.  I sucked her clit into my mouth and flicked it with my tongue.  I stared up her hot body and our eyes locked.

“Your pussy is amazing,” I told her.  “I’m getting hard again.”

I plunged my tongue inside her and licked frantically.  I could taste the sweetness of her pussy and the salty ocean.  Her body squirmed.  I backed away for a second.

“Don’t stop,” she pleaded.  “I was so close.”

I flicked at her clit again with my tongue.  I slide one finger into her cunt.  She clenched it tightly.  I curled inside and teased her with my fingertip.  I blew on her clit again.  I fucked her slowly with my finger, then curled it inside her again. I massed her pussy. I sucked her clit into my mouth.  My finger moved faster.  And Stela exploded.

She lifted her hips and pushed her clit against my lips. She said my name over and over.  He couldn’t stop gyrating her hips.

“That was incredible she moaned.  Fuck.  So incredible.”

She rolled onto her stomach and lifted herself on her hands and knees. She was staring toward the vacation home he owned with her husband.

“I’m yours,” she told me.  “Do whatever you want.”

I got behind her on my knees.  

“Your family is in there sleeping,” I said.

“Yes.”

“And I’m going to fuck you out here like a whore.”

“Yes,” she said.

“Where is the bedroom window?”

She lifted one arm and pointed toward a sliding glass door on the deck.

“Do you want me to fuck you while you stare at that window?”

“Fuck me,” she said.  “I’m your fuck toy.  Use me.”

I rested my hard cock on her ass cheek. I put my palm over her cunt and rubbed it.  Then I eased my dick into her waiting pussy.  

I pushed into her slowly.  Stela moaned with delight.  I pulled out.  Her head whipped around to look at me.

“No!” she pouted.  “Just fuck me.  Please.”

I slid back into her again.  Her pussy was soaked.  I felt her contract on my cock.  I drove all the way in slowly.  Then slid back out.  Then back in again.  

“You’re the only man who has ever known how to fuck me,” she said.

I pulled back and buried it quickly inside her.  I reached around to massage her clit.  I fucked her faster.  

Stela pushed back into me.  She wanted me deeper inside her.

“Fuck me hard,” she pleaded.

I drove faster.  I gave her ass a hard slap.

“Does your husband fuck you like this?”

“Never,” she said.  “Never ever.”

“Is this pussy mine now?”

“Yes.  Yes,” she panted.

She turned her head back to face me.  My cock started pulsing.  I fucked her as hard as I could.  I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her to her knees in front of me with her naked back to my chest.  I teased her nipples.  She rubbed her own clit.  

Our orgasms were perfectly timed.  I shot my cum into her pussy and kept thrusting.  Seconds later she climaxed.  Her clenched pussy took every drop of my cum.

We kissed one another all over.  Then we collapsed in a chair and sat naked in the cool sea breeze.

“I don’t want to go back in,” she said.

“What will you tell him if he realizes you left?”

“That I went for a walk because I couldn’t sleep.  He won’t think anything of it.”

We kissed some more.  We tried to say goodbye but only ended up fucking again. She rode my dick slowly in the moonlight.  It was more sensual than dirty.  

It was after 4 in the morning when she finally walked back toward the house.  We’d been on the beach since 12:30.    

She had another day and night of vacation left with her family, but I knew she wouldn’t be spending it all with them.  I walked back to my rental knowing I should rest up while I had a few hours to myself.