Lindsay Loves It Ch. 02

I awoke the next morning horny as ever. My pussy still reminded me of what I'd done the night before, along with the excitement of what might still happen. Cody was gone. He was an early riser, no doubt he had been out walking on the beach for an hour or two already. Plus, usually the night after some great sex he has all sorts of renewed energy for exercise and life in general. He was usually good to go for a couple days after sex. I, on the other hand, just craved it again.

As I showered I thought of what Cody and I had talked about. I thought about Jeff and his friends. I wondered if I was supposed to be doing something about it or if I was supposed to wait for Cody. He was right, if those guys were only in town a couple days we didn't have much time. I also realized how invested in this I was. Though, just because those guys might leave didn't mean I couldn't have more fun with others. It was just that now, that seemed to be my purpose. That seemed to be the overriding fantasy for both of us.

I couldn't even resist fingering myself as I showered, thinking about it all. By the time I was dressed and all made up Cody had returned. I walked into the room. He'd laid out one of my bathing suits. It was my most revealing one. It was orange. The bottoms were just a tiny piece of material and it sat high on my hips. It wasn't quite a thong, but my ass gets plenty of attention in it. The top was matching, but had shapes of shells imprinted by both breasts, as if my tits were held in with seashells. Basically my tits just laid on the top and barely covered my nipples. It was a suit just for show, it wasn't practical or useful for anything else. Cody just had a wicked smile.

"You want me to wear this on the beach, in public?" I giggled. I knew the answer.

Another feature of this suit is, if it gets wet it exposes the shape of my nipples and my pussy. Again, not functional at all.

Cody asked me, "did you think about what we talked about last night?"

I blushed, recalling my masturbatory session in the shower, "Um, maybe."

"Well I did. I thought of how cruel that was of you to embarrass me like that with that guy's friends. You and I both know they knew what you were doing to Jeff."

I nodded sheepishly. He continued. "So, I want you to put that suit on, model it for me. I want to see what others are going to see. I want to make sure they can pretty much see all of you."

"I'm sure they can, it hardly covers anything." I put it on for him. I turned for him. He made me bend and twist for him. He enjoyed my embarrassment.

"Good, that should do," he said.

"For what?"

"Today, I think you need to give Jeff a call, see what his plans are. Hell, they may be off to a biker rally or something, we need to know."

"What should I say?" I said with a peep. "I mean, what is your idea for me and him?"

"I'll be listening along with you, I'll help you."

"You do realize he's a take charge kind of guy. This could spin out of our control quickly if we're not careful."

"We're on vacation, you've been talking about living out your fantasies since we met. What better time than now?"

He handed me the phone. My hands were shaking a bit when I dialed the number on the card. Jeff answered in a gruff voice. I had a feeling we'd woken him. They HAD drank a lot that previous night. Still, the gruffness in his voice made me recall his treatment of me and I could feel my pussy stir at that thought.

"Um, Jeff, it's Lindsay," I said haltingly. I suddenly realized that I didn't recall ever telling him my name. That thought embarrassed me, that I might have sucked his cock in an alley without him even knowing my first name.

"Yeah?" he said foggily.

"Um, from last night...you know...in the bar."

He chuckled, "don't you mean the alley? That was the part that stuck out most for ME."

My face turned crimson. "Yes...for me too...so...what are you doing today?"

"Why? Aren't you still married? Don't you have to "get back" to your husband at some point?" He said with a bit of irritation, reminding me of my excuse for not giving him all the time and action that he had wanted.

Cody looked at me and quickly pointed to a brochure by the bed for Deep Sea fishing. He pointed at himself and the brochure. I understood.

"Um, no. Cody is gone for most of the day, he went deep sea fishing. I hate that kind of stuff." Cody whispered to me and I repeated what he said to Jeff. "I just wondered if you wanted to hang out by the pool or something. I get bored hanging out by myself all day."

We both listened for Jeff's response. He said, "no, we have a really nice pool here. Plus, the bartenders give us most of our drinks for free, the owner was in the military. They take care of us here. If you want, why not come on down."

We hadn't expected that. I'm sure Cody was hoping to be able to ogle me and watch some of what was going on at our pool. Our room overlooks our pool. This was an unexpected twist. I said, "well, if you are worried about drinks, I can put them on our tab here, Cody will get the bill," I giggled.

There was a pause. "Naw, we're pretty set here. If you want to hang out and not be bored, then you'll just have to come here. Otherwise, have a nice day."

He was arrogant, cocky. He was telling me that if I wanted him, I'd have to come to him. It was wonderfully humiliating. Cody even smiled at how much this guy was playing me.

"Ok," I said in a baby girl voice. He knew he had me. He told me where they were staying.

When I hung up I looked at Cody questioningly. "Ok, now what?"

He grinned. "This might be even better. I like how embarrassed you are and how much you are going to be when you have to walk to his motel in just that."

"This?" I squeaked as we both looked at my suit. "I have to wear a cover, at least!"

"Nope, no cover. I want to see you walk your slut ass down the beach and show up to them just like that."

He saw me blush in shame. He knew I was hot for whatever came next, he just was taking his turn at shaming me.

"I want you to wear only that. I'll let you take your cover with you, in your beach bag, but you are not to put it on until you are on your way back."

He was nearly pushing me towards the door. He handed me my beach bag.

"Are you sure about this, baby? You remember what Jeff said he wanted to do to me."

"Yes, and what better time to fulfill your fantasy of being a slut for a Marine?"

I grinned with embarrassment. "I don't want to be a slut just for the military..."

Cody grinned, "I know you have other targets for your sluttiness as well."

I was sure he was hinting about me and black guys, though I think that fantasy might be as much his as mine.

"What am I supposed to do?" I asked sheepishly.

"Whatever comes up," he chuckled.

The door shut behind me. I got immediate looks from several guys coming out of the rooms. I avoided their looks and started my long slut march down the beach. On the beach my outfit was revealing, but at least it wasn't out of place. There were plenty of other women with thongs or outfits that left little to the imagination. I was more concerned about later, when I was at an unfamiliar pool, with strangers. I even shuddered to think about if the suit got wet. I remembered Cody's words not to wear my cover until I was on my way home. If I got wet, I'd have to stay that way.

Jeff grinned lewdly when he saw me. "You sure do know how to dress," he said crudely. I smiled shyly.

He reintroduced me to his friends Ronnie and Mark. They fully ogled me as we chatted, their eyes hardly ever made it higher than my chest. I felt suddenly vulnerable, knowing I was there alone, dressed as I was, while these men devoured me with their eyes. Jeff took charge. He put his arm around me and led me to the beach chairs. I got a towel and laid back while he went to get drinks.

Mark said with a knowing grin, "so, enjoying yourself this trip?"

"Um, yes," I stammered slightly.

"Bet you had a good time last night," he smiled.

I knew what he was hinting at, I tried to play it off. "Yes, Cody and I had fun at the bar. We like beach bars."

"I'll bet you do," laughed Ronnie who was listening in. I'm sure they saw me blush. No doubt Jeff had told them everything about how this sexy slut sucked him off in the alley while her tits and ass were out. I felt myself getting warm at recalling the event.

Jeff returned, the other guys moved away. They kept their distance. Jeff was obviously their leader. I started to put on suntan lotion but Jeff stopped me.

"Let me do it," he grunted.

He slathered it all over his hands and worked his way up my legs. I was afraid he wasn't going to stop when he reached my bikini bottoms but he stopped just tantalizingly short. I saw him grin. He then applied the lotion to my shoulders and my arms. He let the backs of his hands rub against the very thin material of my top. I could feel my nipples harden. I'm sure the boys all noticed. He rubbed some on my tummy and again teased me by stopping just short of the bottom of my tits. I loved the way his strong hands were on me.

If we were in private I'd have been begging him to touch me all over. I'm sure he wanted to, but I think he was enjoying teasing me. He had me roll over and I laid out flat on the beach chair. He rubbed the back of my legs, all the way up. This time I felt his hand brush across the material that barely concealed my pussy. I stifled a groan. I had to shift uncomfortably. He was warming me up. He rubbed my back and before I could protest he undid the bikini top so he could, "make sure it gets all over." It left me naked and vulnerable again, if I was to rise. I softly begged him to retie it but he just chuckled and told me to enjoy the sun like that for awhile.

We chatted and drank for awhile. Each time I reached for my drink I had to make sure I lifted up my top along with my breast to not flash anyone. Jeff purposely made it harder as time went on by putting my drink farther from me. He was making a joke out of it with the other guys, thinking I didn't know what they were doing. I know they got flashes of full tit and nipple a few times, it was unavoidable. But, with the situation and the alcohol, I wasn't against teasing them any more.

In fact, a couple times I was more blatant and acted as if I "dropped" the top, which gave them a second or two of full viewing pleasure. I heard Ronnie giggle. I had a feeling he had the least experience with women. I thought about that. He was barely old enough to serve his country, brave enough to die for it, but wasn't experienced with sex. I thought of my own fetish for military guys. I wondered what Cody had in mind by sending me here. The alcohol was giving me wicked thoughts. After lots of sunning, Jeff got up and asked if I needed anything to eat. The boys had only gotten up when I called. They hadn't eaten. I had grabbed a snack before I left and when I'm hot and bothered, I rarely wanted to eat at all.

Jeff and Ronnie went to grab something at the concession stand on the beach. That left me with Mark. He was kind of a corn fed country boy. He was thick, and still had that baby fat look around his round face. He kept ogling me as we talked and I kept fighting back thoughts of coming on to him. I blamed the alcohol, but I know it was also due to my fetish. Still, I couldn't see doing anything with anyone here except for Jeff. He was totally alpha. He acted and treated me like I was his. I had a feeling Mark or whoever I did anything with would have hell to pay if they did.

I heard my phone so I answered it. It was Cody. I walked to a safe distance, which finally gave me a chance to hook my bikini bra back up. I could feel dozens of eyes watching me sashay across the pool deck. Funny, it was mostly men at the pool. I told Cody everything that had happened or not happened to that point.

"Good, so you are hot now?"

"You know me, babe," I cooed. "I'm almost creamy thinking about what you are trying to get me to do."

"What am I trying to get you to do?"

"Um, I'm not sure. But I think you want me fucked."

I heard him chuckle. "What about your fetish? I really want you to pursue that. We're on vacation, you are hanging out with servicemen, what better time to see how much you actually get into it?"

"Mmm, I know, I'm totally wet right now. But, if you are hinting at me doing anyone other than Jeff I just don't think he'd let me. He's one of those take charge guys that you know I like. But, he does not seem to be the sharing type. Is that what you are asking? Are you wanting me to try something with the others, too?"

"I just remember you telling me that it really didn't matter what they looked like or their age. I just thought this would be a perfect time to show me that that was true. Those other two guys aren't all that attractive, if at all. But, according to you, it shouldn't matter."

"Um, no, I'm not really attracted to either of them, to be honest, but, I swear to god, just now, when Jeff and Ronnie walked away, I was fantasizing ways I might get Mark's cock in my mouth, I swear."

"Mmm hmm, that's what I thought. That's why I sent you there, I was hoping you'd come up with something, you are good at that. So do it, try to do something with Ronnie, or Mark, or both."

"But there's Jeff..." I protested. "I have no safety net. You aren't around and if it goes wrong I could end up getting gang banged...or worse."

"I'm not as far away as you think. As a man, I think they would pretty much take whatever you want to offer them. As He-Man as Jeff is, he DIDN'T take you in that alley last night, even though, as you said, he certainly could've. Don't worry about Jeff, you aren't married to him, you are married to me. I think you are right, he's a macho man, but, if you can appeal to his control...make it HIS idea...make it about him. Tell him you feel bad about the way you treated him last night, tell him he can spank you for it, then maybe..."

"Mmm, maybe," I cooed. "Ooops, gotta go, Jeff's coming back."

"So you are hot right now?"

"I'm practically steamy."

"I want you to jump in the pool right now."

My heart flipped. We both knew what it meant, it would expose me in the most embarrassing of ways. I knew better to argue. It's what we both wanted, to push our game further. I put the phone back in the bag and slid into the water just as Jeff and Ronnie returned with sandwiches for all. I sat in the pool on the steps as the boys watched me. I was suddenly afraid to get out, knowing what they'd see, what everybody would see. I asked Jeff to bring me my daquiri. I gulped it down just to try to give me liquid courage. I stepped out of the pool. I could see their eyes widen with lust as I strolled towards them. I knew what they were seeing. They were seeing my nipples stick out like diamonds. I knew they were seeing the tight bottoms sticking to my pussy lips. I pretended not to know.

I sat down next to Jeff. I had one leg over the other but even in that position I knew Ronnie and Mark were looking at my ass, and the cleft between my legs. This exhibition was making me so fucking horny just to add to the excitement of hearing what Cody wanted from me. My head was spinning with ideas and thoughts of how to make any of this happen. No doubt, even by doing nothing I'm sure that Jeff would soon take me back to his room and give it to me as he'd promised. I wanted that so badly, but, I wanted what Cody wanted. I wanted what Jeff wanted. I even wanted what I'm sure Mark and Ronnie wanted. I wanted my fetish to pay off for all.

I had to get through Jeff to do it all. I focused on him. We were sitting closer, he was more free about touching me. He had his arm around me, he was teasing my tit with that hand. Occasionally he brushed across my tit and my nipple as we talked. He let the others watch to show he was in charge of things. More than once he was purposely blatant about it, stopping to flick across my hardened nipple with his thumb. He did it when he knew his friends were watching. When I started to whine about it he'd pull down my top in front, which threatened to pop my tits out for all. He enjoyed controlling and teasing me like that. He saw what it was doing to me. I wanted him fat and happy with his prize, so much so he'd be willing to fulfill my fantasy.

I soon sat in his chair with him and scootched my ass back into him. I could feel his bulge through his swim trunks. I had his attention. Now, he could wrap his arms around me at the waist. His thick arms engulfed my body, my tits. He was holding me tight. I kept wriggling back into him with my ass. More than once he fully cupped my tits with his big hands for amusment of his friends. I knew I was teasing the beast. I needed him primed, but not fully primal. Mark and Ronnie were in the pool. I had to get to, "the discussion."

"So, are you glad I'm here?" I smiled.

"I knew you'd be back," he said confidently. "There's just something about women like you."

"Like me?"

"Yes, women who don't like to admit what they want, but somehow manage to let themselves do it."

"Well, that's true, but I do know what I want. I told you about my "thing" with military boys."

He laughed. "Yes, you seem to be a regular Marine groupie."

I suddenly thought of the true meaning of that. It scared me as well as nearly making my pussy gush. "Well, I'd hardly say I'm a groupie, I mean, I've only had just you..." I said, trying to lead him where I wanted.

"True, but you gotta start somewhere," he joked. He was oblivious.

He wasn't the type for subtlety. I had to focus him. We were both buzzed, the other two were in the pool, it was as good a time as any.

"I like the groupie idea," I grinned as I turned to look him in the eyes. "I wish I could be a better one."

He was already turned on from my appearance, the body rubbing, the teasing. "Come to my room, I'll make you a better one."

"Mmm," I said as I slyly rubbed his cock. It had come to it. This was part of Cody's plan, no doubt. The embarrassment he felt the night before was now transferred to me. I was going to have to tell this guy what I wanted. I hardly knew him. It was going to be humiliating. I charged ahead.

"Listen," I said, barely able to maintain eye contact. "You don't know me, I don't know you, really. I'm married..."

He hufffed, "oh, here it is again, the, "I'm married so I can tease the fuck out of you then leave" routine..."

I smiled wickedly. "Actually, it's the opposite..."

He looked at me, puzzled.

I leaned in and whispered to him, "there's no way I'm leaving here without you taking what you want...but, I want something else, too."

That made his eyes sparkle. "What? What do you want?"

I avoided his gaze again, even though I was now fully into it it was still embarrassing to have to say it out loud. "The military fetish I have...I want to..."

"You want to what?"

"I want you to let me be their groupie too," I said, my face fully crimson as I pointed towards Ronnie and Mark.

Jeff's face contorted. He said tersely, "you want them to fuck you too? Like what, all three of us at the same time?"

"No, no, no," I said softly, as I tried to calm him. He was the man. I needed to put this in the way that he could fully keep his manhood. Plus, I had no intention of being the recipient of a gang bang. Cody and I were still relatively new to this. I don't think either of us were ready for that without trying things like this first. "No, I want you to let me please them. I want you to let me suck their cocks, to service them, as you know I have a "thing" for. That's it, only you will fuck me."

His face changed. It turned to a delighted leer. "You want to suck their cocks? You'd suck both of them?"

I blushed and nodded. "I don't think I'd ever get tired of sucking cocks, but I want you to be in charge. I want you to make sure that's all they get. I can't take all of you like that, plus, I want you to make sure I please them, as they deserve, for their service, of course."