The arranged week with Tana began with a sail from Miami to the Bimini islands. We had discussed what was in store for her, and slowly explored and enjoyed each other. In late afternoon we anchored in a secluded spot, both from the wind and others.
After the anchor was set I checked all the sails and lines to ensure they were properly set. I checked the navigation computer and set the alarms to go off if we started to drift. I then moved to the stern deck and lowered the swim platform and ladder. I walked to Tana and told her I was going to check the anchor and make sure it was set securely. I opened one of the seat storage bins and pulled out some towels. And laid them on the back deck. I then removed my shorts and walked to the bow and dove in.
The water was instantly refreshing, cool but not cold. I popped back to the surface, looked at her watching me, then dove down to the anchor. The flanges were set nicely in the sand so back to the surface. Again I looked up and again she was watching me.
“It feels fantastic, come on in if you want,” I said waving her in. She smiled, slowly lowered her bikini bottom and dove in. She looked beautiful and graceful diving in, and came up within arms reach of me. I held her and kissed her briefly then let go and swam towards the beach.
I stopped only when I could touch bottom and stand. She was with me as I turned and her arms immediately went around my neck. She tried to stand and was just a hair too short to stand and remain above water. So she leapt and wrapped her legs around my waist. It was clear she was clinging to me not just to keep her head above water, but she wanted to be close to me. My hands held her ass and helped her stay exactly where she wanted, and where I wanted her. My chin was above water, but with her legs around my waist she was higher. My eyes roamed from her face to her chest. With each breath she took her breasts heaved slightly and rose out of the water. She noticed my interest and leaned back slightly raising them again, but now holding them out of the water. I took the opportunity to kiss and suck on them. Tasting the salt water but feeling the perfect flesh, smooth and soft. I enjoyed them both, and the space between them. She held my head again both holding herself up, and also showing me she enjoyed my attention.
The cool water had taken its obvious effect on me earlier. Tana’s beauty and the perfect setting were wonderful. But what was overtaking me was how Tana was accepting the arrangement so far. I knew any woman would enjoy being her, even being stuck alone on a boat with me. But when arranged by their husband, some would be apprehensive, some would be stand offish. But Tana was immersing herself in the arrangement, and in me. And that was sinking in with me, and overtook the effect of the cold water.
I started to move closer to the beach. My cock now brushed against her as I moved and she knew I wanted her again. A few feet closer and she jumped down from me and began swimming towards the beach. I laid chase. We got to water waist deep and I grabbed her and stopped her, both of us coming to our feet, the waves were just rolling in, but I showed her rocks ahead. I grabbed her and she kissed me, but I paid her little attention, working my way around the rocks to the beach. This area had just enough sand to lie on before the edge of the brush and trees. Pulling her up the shallow water, running to the beach now, I intended to take her. Earlier on the boat I was seducing her, easing her into things, and ensuring she was ready. I wanted her now. I was sure she knew it, and I was sure she was running with me because she wanted whatever I had in store for her.
On the last steps to the beach I pulled her to catch up and almost threw her to the sand. Both wet and naked, we ended up with sand on our bodies. On her back, she spread and lifted her knees as I was throwing myself down between her legs. I leaned and kissed her, and she wrapped her hands around my neck and face again. I laid my cock on her mound, and slid it down against her slit. When I knew I was at her opening it took no effort to push into her. We weren’t making love but there was raw passion in us both. I didn’t end my kiss but felt her mouth gasping as she felt my cock entered her. It sunk into her deep. I loved the feel of her. I was not a monster, but her pussy felt tight against me.
I started with slow and deliberate thrusts. I moved my hips each time to sink my cock as deep as I could. I knew she had wrapped her legs around me, because I could feel her feet on my ass helping push it down into her. My thrusts moved from slow and deliberate to a more intense pounding, and she was loving it. I kissed her as much as I could between her gasps, moans and breathing, forcing her to admit to me and herself how enthralled she was if she stopped our kiss. I purposefully let out a few grunts, not my normal style but wanted her to hear me. And her head tilted back in the sand and she let out a moan as she came, a loud moan. It was a raw and satisfied moan. And it drove me nuts. I had debated cumming in her mouth or on her, but her orgasm was so intense and so incredible to feel, I came just behind her. Her breathing had turned to gasping to catch her breath and I timed my thrusts to her breathing and she knew with each breath I was filling her more and more.
After resting on her for a few seconds I rolled off her. I let out a sigh as I rolled and looked just in time to see her let out an “Oh My God!” Both of us lay there breathing hard. Tana finally rolled over to face me, both of us covered in sweat and sand. She looked me in the eye and said “This week could not have started any more wonderful, Thank You.”
I kissed her then responded, “You’d have let me do to you whatever I wanted, wouldn’t you?”
“Yes, anything!”
“That is a true submissive. You gave yourself to me just now. You told David you were mine, but that just showed me you know you are mine, and you want to be mine.”
She kissed me and simply said “I do.” I grabbed her hair again, kissing her hard, then saying “That’s what I expected you to say, but that’s what I wanted to hear.”
We kissed for a few more minutes before I pulled her up and we made our way back to the boat. She went up the ladder first and I enjoyed watching her as she did. When I was on the swim platform I took the hidden hose and pulled it out, and hosed myself off quickly with fresh water. I turned the hose on her and held it like a shower and sprayed. I knew it was cold so I laughed slightly when she jumped, but she quickly relaxed and rinsed the saltwater and sand from her hair. She looked as sexy as any stripper doing a shower show could have, but was completely natural and relaxed. When she was done I told her I had soap and shampoo if she wanted, but I planned another shower later. She grabbed for the towels, kissed me and handed me one then walked up to the deck to dry off. I stowed the hose and dried off as well.
She put her bikini bottoms back on and the cover-up. She left her top off and the cover-up open. She ducked into the cabin and I saw her brushing her hair. I put my shorts on and stepped into the cabin and pulled out the makings of dinner. A bag of vegetables already cut and some nice tuna steaks. I added a little olive oil and seasonings to the foil bag, and stepped out on deck. I pulled the small camping grill out and started it up setting the bag on to begin cooking. As they cooked I pulled the cockpit table out and set it up. Tana returned and asked if she could help. I told her to pick a bottle of wine and to tear of some more bread. A few flips of the bag, and I put the fish on as well. We also retrieved a little oil and balsamic for the bread. A simple, elegant, and delicious dinner. I heard her pop a cork so I turned on some low background music and we sat down to eat. Knowing we were hungry from the trip, the sun, the light lunch, and our fun, we sat and just ate.
We eventually got to a point we started to slow down. She curled up into me again, and I joked she had found her spot. I reached up for the remote and hit a button. She asked what I was doing, so I pointed up to the camera box hanging from the boom. “I thought David will want to see some pictures, we will be able to send him something tomorrow. That camera comes in handy for sailing reasons, but it also takes great pictures of anyone in the cockpit, whether at the helm, or relaxing and enjoying life.” I told her I could snap a picture with the remote, or turn it to video. I pointed out the red light which would be on for video if she was ever concerned what was being filmed. If she wanted I would not turn it on without telling her. But when I put the remote down she took it and clicked the video on and showed me she obviously was not bashful of the camera or what David might see and moved in to kiss me.
We kissed another long and passionate kiss. She finally leaned back against my chest and smiled up at the camera. Since she was obviously playing to the camera for David’s sake, I decided to help her and began groping her, my hand moving inside the open cover-up easily and exposing her breasts as I did. Her nipples were erect and prominent, and I played with them. Then I turned the camera back off. We relaxed and finished the dinner, watching the sun begin to go down, so I thought we would discuss more about how I would push her to explore her submissiveness.
“So Tana I knew from discussions with David you have always bent over to please everyone, including your lovers. I know you enjoy erotica about dominance and submission. But I also know you have never had a truly Dominant lover. David has told me how you reacted to this arrangement, and I have seen first-hand how you have responded to me so far. Today I’ve simply let you get comfortable. I’ve acknowledged and confirmed to you that I can see you are submissive to your core, just as much as you will see over the week that I am 100% naturally Dominant.
“Most of today I have let you please me how you wanted, and curl up into me as you wanted.
Knowing she couldn’t reach it, I grabbed both our wine glasses and we sipped. “I will also tell you that you are a beautiful woman and this has been a wonderful day. But what has thrilled me about this day is how willingly you have given yourself to me, in front of David on the call, throughout the day, and on the beach. That has made me the most happy, and that makes me look forward to the rest of the week.“ I took another sip so she spoke up.
“I can’t believe how perfect this feels, not just my spot (giggling) but having a man so confidently in control. I’ve had great lovers and guys sure of themselves. But none have known me so well, so quickly. Maybe David, but even though he knows me he hasn’t known how to do what you’ve done. Thank God he realizes that and found you. And this will sound silly but my orgasm on the beach was as much mental as physical. The sex was wonderful, but mentally I was able to let go and my mind was in a euphoric state long before my orgasm hit. I’ve never felt that before. I still feel the difference.” She stopped and with our hands entwined she pulled mine to her lips and kissed my hand.
We both took another sip and realized the sun setting, the sky was now a mix of beautiful reds and oranges. I reached for the camera one more time and knew Tana would remember this moment and having a picture of us kissing at sunset, remembering our discussion. I snapped a few pictures, but these were for Tana not for David.
“We are going to take this in steps. Tomorrow we will go a little deeper. I will be more directing, not just sexual, but simple tasks. From the moment you wake you will call me Sir. Each day we will more aspects of BDSM.”
I told her she was able to stop things at any time. We discussed safe-words. I would not be upset if she used them. Red meant I would stop everything immediately. Yellow I would slow down or stop and discuss. If at any time she was asked, or wanted to ask for more, or more intensity she would use green. But I didn’t expect her to need them tomorrow. “We will explore bondage, discipline, and perhaps pain if you want.” I heard her breath hard as that sentence sunk in.
We relaxed for another thirty minutes or so. We watched the sunset and the moon rise. We sipped our wine and just relaxed. She never left “her spot”. Her hands caressed my chest when not pulling me down for a kiss. It was only 9-ish but we had a few things to do before bed. I moved her up and we cleaned up dinner. I asked her to take the wine and glasses to the stateroom and she did. I put away the grill and began cleaning the few dishes. When we were done I pulled out some soap and shampoo and asked if she had a particular shampoo she wanted. She said that would be fine so I took them up on deck and grabbed our towels from earlier, setting them at the stern. I turned of most of the lights leaving just the required anchor lights.
I removed my shorts and dove in. I loved a night swim with a full moon. The moon had risen further, and the sky was clear. Seeing the stars in an area void of the background lights of civilization is shocking. The number of visible stars and the brightness of the sky are almost incomprehensible if you are used to seeing only the limited number of stars that can overcome city lights. I watched the deck and she stepped to the stern, removed the cover-up and bikini bottom, and paused, allowing me to take in the site. She dove in directly toward me.
We floated together, kissing when we wanted, teasing when we wanted. She jokingly asked if I was going to take her back to the beach, and we laughed. I had looked to the beach and was considering it but noticed something down the coast just a bit. I told her to follow me and we swam a couple hundred yards down the shoreline, angling inward. When we got to the spot I told her to watch for a moment, as I dove under. I swam briefly along a reef line and stirred up a little water. As I suspected I left a slight trail of light. It lasted just a few seconds and as I reached the surface she wanted to know all about what she learned was the bio-luminescence from little plankton, shrimp and such. We played there a moment letting her stir it up, then made our way back to the boat. I told her in a few nights we might do some night time snorkeling.
This time I climbed out of the water first. I apologized knowing a fifty year old man is not nearly as sexy from below and behind as any woman, let alone Tana. I then helped her up. I took out the hose again and hosed myself off and then her. A little soap and shampoo for each of us as we helped each other lather up, hands roaming. A rinse and we both felt fresh. We dried off and I asked if she was ready to go lie down. After the great day and close to thirty minutes in the water she nodded yes. A few last checks, anchor holding steady, plenty of battery power for the lights and computer. We moved in through the cabin, I grabbed the little bowl of fruit and a few chocolate covered strawberries and carried them into the stateroom. I grabbed my toothbrush and brushed my teeth and combed my hair. When I was done I kissed her cheek and let her have the bathroom.
I moved past her into the stateroom and prepped the bed. Like most sailboats the forward stateroom had somewhat of a “V” shaped bed. The center most portion was narrow at the top, and became wider as it moved aft. Though the center was the standard length, the sides have longer sections. I pulled back the comforter, moved several pillows to the top of the mattress. I climbed in and turned off all but two small lights. I set an alarm, we would have another sail tomorrow and I wanted to get up early so we would have more time in port. I opened the hatch above to let in a little breeze, the temperature was perfect. I took a sip of wine and relaxed.
She walked out of the bathroom and stood at the foot of the bed. Her tan body was naked from head to toe. Her hair had been dried and brushed back. If it were at all possible, in the dim light she looked even more beautiful. Perhaps it was the lighting, perhaps it was the idea of sleeping next to her, but more likely it was the look on her face, a look of content submission.
She crawled into bed and up against me, on her side and under my arm, her spot. My arm under her neck let my hand caress her back. Her free hand caressed my chest. We relaxed that way for a while, until her hands started to roam further down my stomach and abdomen. I instinctively kissed her as my hand moved from her back to her ass. She started to prop herself up as if to climb on top of me, but I stopped her.
I pulled my arm from under her neck, and backed from her a bit. She laid on her stomach up on her elbows watching me as I threw a leg over her thighs and climbed onto her back. There wasn’t much space above the bed so I was forced to lean down over her. My ass sitting on the back of her thighs, my hands on either side of her, I leaned down and kissed her neck. She turned her head to let me and I took advantage and began to suck on her shoulder. When I crawled in bed I wasn’t sure I’d be able to get another erection today, but I was suddenly in one of my favorite positions. My groin feeling the wonderful curve of her ass felt fantastic. She ground her hips upward slightly and her ass rubbed my cock. All of it had the affect needed to get a rise out of my cock. By the time I moved one hand up under her shoulder to her throat and gripped it softly, I was fully engorged.
While my left hand held her throat, I grabbed my cock with my right hand. When I guided it down from her ass crack to the tops of her thighs she spread her legs as much as she could, my legs still outside hers. Doing so allowed me to run my cock up and down her slit. I wanted to ensure she was wet and ready and to my pleasure she was soaked already. Positioning my cock just right, I began to push into her. She raised her ass just as slowly back up against me. I slid in half way and repositioned my knees for the right leverage and pushed all the way in. I began fucking her slowly, deep thrusts grinding my groin against her ass hard so I could get just a little further into her. Tana was gripping the mattress so I put my hands over hers and interlocked my grip over hers, my fingers between hers. We moved together like this, both of us breathing heavier, and both of us building intensity. We both built closer and closer to orgasm. We didn’t quicken the pace, or delay it. We both let it happen, and it did. We both came together.
When we were done we lay there looking at each other. She made the comment she couldn’t believe how every bit of play we’ve had had felt different, but wonderful, and she felt completely in my control. I discussed a little insight into submission, and the varying styles and intensity levels of both Dominance and submission. Earlier on the beach I had taken her, raw and powerfully. Tonight I took her, but there was more passion in my approach. The Dominance of the position, of me climbing on top, and fucking her when I was ready was how she knew I was in control. But the passion came from the pace, how I let her meet my thrusts and absorbed them, and how my hands and mouth enjoyed her skin. She responded back just the same. One the beach she let me have my way, she let my power drive her to orgasm. Tonight she let the passion part of my approach move her as well. She let me take her how I wanted but the passion she fed back was letting me know she’d let me have my willingly. She let me know I didn’t need to take her, that she wanted to be mine and she was in heaven being mine. She completely understood everything, I knew she would. No one had ever helped her explore. She was submissive but never truly gave that submission to anyone. No one had deserved it, until now.
We talked a bit more, drank a bit more, and then fell asleep in each other’s arms.
