A/N: The second-place winner of the poll, tadah~ Quiet a lewd one too. I think this is one of the few true 'public sex' fics - as in literally in public view, rather than just in a public building, etc.
Enjoy~
Discretion
It was a lovely summer's day in the Royal Isles.
The sun was out and shining, the clouds were sparse but not entirely absent, the seas were a calm blue and the winds were cool but not cold. Perhaps because of that many had decided to visit the beaches across the country, and as such many sandy stretches could be found populated with bikini-clad women and men in swimming trunks.
Naturally the Commander also went to visit one with his wife, Sheffield. Married for over a year and a half the couple were closer than most, their relationship cemented thanks to their war experiences; of putting their trust in one another time and again. That said, even he was a bit taken aback when she suggested not the regular local beach, but instead insisted they drive away to a further, more secluded beach on the western coast. The reason why became apparent however when they parked the car and got out... revealing an expansive stretch of sand, and many nude people. A nude beach.
It was too late to back out though, and with an embarrassed flush to his cheeks the Commander ended up stripping within the car alongside Sheffield before both grabbed their gear and went on their way.
''Hm. Here should be a good spot.''
The Commander murmured an embarrassed agreement, carrying the ice box along with the umbrella and bags, whilst Sheffield carried their two rolled up-towels and other items. Subtly as he could he held the bags to his crotch to hide his exposed dick, but Sheffield herself didn't show so much an iota of embarrassment; a disinterested expression on her face as she walked across the sand and eventually leaned down, rolling their towels out without covering herself.
Though truthfully he should perhaps expect that of his wife, considering her aversion to wearing panties on a daily basis. Pushing the thought from his mind the Commander started putting their stuff down; planting the umbrella into the sand next to Sheffield and extending it out, before planting the cool box and other items around them in a vague, short wall. It wasn't anything obvious, their items just 'coincidentally' arranged around their towels in such a way that it offered some privacy, but Sheffield didn't mind. If anything the little wall gave their towelled area a more cosy feeling.
Something Sheffield took advantage of, laying down onto her light blue towel... and with a hum took a book out from her bag, popping it open. Leaning back against a small rolled-up towel she used it like a pillow, her eyes starting to scan the pages and only momentarily looking at him when he laid down next to her, a hum passing her lips as she returned her gaze to her book.
''You don't have to be so embarrassed.'' Sheffield said after a long minute. ''Everyone is naked.''
''Doesn't make it any less embarrassing.'' The Commander murmured with pink cheeks, subconsciously shifting onto his side so only Sheffield could see his front. ''How you can strut about without a care I don't know.''
''Because I do not mind if they look.'' Sheffield placidly remarked. ''I have nothing most men will not see elsewhere on the beach, and I do not concern myself with any thoughts they have of me. Likewise, you should not concern yourself with what others think of you. They are unlikely to ever see you again past today... and, you're more than acceptable in my books.''
The compliment was veiled behind a disinterested tone, but it made him crack a smile all the same, humming his thanks. Sheffield's lips quirked up into a faint smile and she fell silent, drifting back into her book and reading away. Seeing that the Commander attempted to relax, rolling over onto his stomach and gazing out at the sea; visible from their position. They didn't exactly bring enough items with them to form a perfect wall around their location, unfortunately.
Though in the process of staring at the ocean, he looked at all the people in it too – particularly the fairer sex. Nude bodies splashed amidst the waves, laughter audible even from such a distance, and as others passed he got a good look at them. And although he was loyal only to Sheffield... he was still a man, and seeing so many nude women about, and it was inevitable he'd struggle to keep a lid on his horniness.
Sheffield noticed that the moment he rolled onto his side; gold eyes glancing down at his crotch, before she sighed. ''Seriously, you're popping one here?''
''Can't help it...'' The Commander sheepishly murmured.
Sheffield sighed, rolling over onto her side to face him. Though he'd been looking at other women they could never compare to Sheffield herself; her slender body laid bare to him from head to toe. Fuelled by lust his eyes ran over her slim shoulders and down to her medium-sized breasts, his gaze running down her flat stomach and between her legs – until she put a finger on his chin and tilted his head back up to look her in the eyes.
''I'll fix it then.'' Sheffield declared quietly. ''Just keep an eye out.''
The Commander felt excitement and anxiety swirl in his stomach; eager for some head but anxious about being caught, considering they were out in the middle of the beach. The latter fact didn't seem to bother Sheffield however, and with little hesitation his wife gestured for him to move upwards a bit. After a bit of shuffling he did just that, still laid on his side facing her and giving him a perfect view of his wife leaning over, and then kissing the tip of his dick.
''Mn...'' The Commander stifled the shiver of pleasure that coursed through him, doing his best to keep still. She wasn't even going to work him up with her hand, but go straight to using her mouth?
As if reading his thoughts Sheffield wriggled her left arm – which remained under her due to laying on her side – whilst her right was still holding up her book... a book which his wife continued to read even as she slipped her tongue out, licking the swollen head of his cock. The Commander shuddered at the unintentionally-erotic multi-tasking, his attention flickering between her wet tongue, her book, and her bare body; savouring her curves and slim physique.
Until he couldn't resist himself and slid his left hand down, gently grabbing onto one of her breasts. Sheffield glanced up at him but said nothing, tilting her head slightly as she swirled her tongue around the tip of his shaft, only encouraging the Commander to gently fondle her right tit. It was on the smaller side, especially compared to many of her fellow maids, but he liked her size all the same; his fingers sinking into her soft flesh and jiggling her tit about whilst his thumb rubbed her pale pink nipple about.
Then Sheffield leaned in a little more, and took the tip into her mouth. ''Mmph...''
The Commander had to consciously stifle a moan; his throat closing up to suppress the sound. At the same time Sheffield worked her way deeper, her sensual lips sliding down his dick as she started bobbing her head back-and-forth, sucking him off with slow, wet sucks of her mouths. Her tongue joined in on the fun too, slapping up against the very tip of his dick and sliding over it repeatedly, lathering it up with her spit. All whilst her eyes kept going back to her book, calmly reading the chapter as she gave him head.
His own hand wasn't idle either, however. Fondling her beautiful breast a little more he soon slid it down lower, palming at her stomach and just falling short of reaching her pelvis, his arm not long enough to try and finger her a little. Sheffield seemed vaguely amused by that and pushed her head down deeper, her eyes briefly shutting as she took in over half, then over two-thirds... until soon his wife deep-throated him, the tip hitting the back of her throat. Yet she didn't gag; sliding her sensual pink lips halfway up his cock before going right back down again, throating him with ease.
''Ah... fuck...'' The Commander cursed softly under his breath, looking around as best as their position would allow. Nobody was looking at them. ''You're really amazing, you know that...?''
A wet hum answered him, the sound sending pleasant vibrations through his cock. The Commander pursed his lips and went back to groping her breast, squishing her malleable tit about, before in a moment of lust laid his hand on the back of her head and gently pushed her down his dick. When his wife didn't protest the Commander did it more; tangling his fingers into her platinum-blonde hair and making her blow him faster, the aspect of control only turning him on more.
Sheffield took the hint though and blew him faster. The book in her hand was brought close to her face, and the Commander realised why as a couple passed them by... but, thankfully, neither noticed; the book hiding the dirty deed from view. The risk of being caught sent a pulse up his shaft, the need to explode in his wife's mouth becoming a thousand times hotter; wanting to cum before they were caught and had to stop. Controlled by such urges the Commander pushed her head up-and-down his cock repeatedly, nearly face-fucking Sheffield and earning a string of wet, gulping grunts from her mouth, the sound pushing him to his limit.
''M... Mn...!''
Until with a strained, quiet grunt he came. Shoving her down his cock he came straight down Sheffield's throat, his seed pumping down with naught but a few muted gulping sounds to show for it, the book she held moving away enough that he could look his wife in the eye as she swallowed his load. He gritted his teeth at that and rocked his waist, gently thrusting between her lips, a soft groan escaping the Commander as his slow thrusts soon ceased; his load spent.
''Mmph- haah~'' With a soft, wet exhale Sheffield pulled her lips off of his cock, leaving it wet and sticky with her spit. ''There...''
The Commander smiled tightly and shuffled down, wasting no time in kissing his wife on the lips. Sheffield hummed into the kiss and reciprocated wholeheartedly, her hand briefly touching his cheek and caressing it, sharing a romantic moment with him. Moments later they drew apart and exhaled, eyes staring into one another's... before Sheffield felt his hardness poking her stomach, and looked down.
''Still hard.'' She noted idly, looking around. ''...you won't calm down until we do it, will you?''
The Commander blushed. ''Aha... I don't think so...''
Sheffield hummed at that. Without a word his wife laid her book down – though not before putting a bookmark into the page she was on – and reached behind herself to where her bag was. From within she pulled out a vivid yellow towel, flapping it to its full size... and then beckoned him closer.
''Get on top of me.'' Sheffield murmured, some warmth colouring her cheeks. ''At least this way it'll be subtle.''
The Commander's own cheeks burned crimson and he nodded, self-consciously glancing at the folks around them before carefully moving on top of his wife. She spread her legs a little so he could lay his waist between them, his erect cock pressing against her womanhood and his stomach against hers. The skin contact made Sheffield shiver but she uttered not one protest, opting instead to reach over his shoulder and flap the yellow towel over him, draping it in such a way that it covered them from ankle to neck. With him laid right on top of her a distant person could mistake them for being just one person under a blanket, rather than one person atop another.
''Mn...'' Sheffield shifted a tiny bit, allowing him to tuck his chin over her shoulder and hers over his. ''Put it in.''
The Commander murmured an agreement, rearing his hips back a tiny bit and grasped his cock. He had to work blind, pushing his dick up against her pussy lips a couple times as he tried – until soon he found the hole, and with a tight sigh he pushed himself inside. Sheffield grunted softly and slid her hand down to his waist, digging her nails into it and pulling him down more, forcing him to push more of his swollen cock inside her.
She felt amazingly tight; her walls clamping around his swollen cock, but she was just wet enough that he wasn't going in completely dry. Still the Commander took his time, his hips rocking slowly and subtly as he pumped himself into her womanhood, careful not to make the motion obvious to anyone looking at the towel. Sheffield certainly didn't mind, her hands shifting up to his lower back and holding onto it, her palms idly sliding over his flesh as he made love to her.
''Oh, Commander~'' Sheffield moaned softly into his ear. ''That's it...''
''You like it slow, huh.'' The Commander grunted quietly back, breath hot on her neck.
Sheffield shivered an agreement. ''Yes... it lets me feel you for longer, as you move inside me...''
He planted a kiss on her neck in response, turned on by her words. Though doing it fast and passionate was more his style he could enjoy doing it slowly too; feeling her vaginal walls clamp and squeeze his cock more intensely, her tightness squeezing out stilted grunts and low moans from him. Even still he was careful to not moan too loudly lest they draw undue attention, his voice quiet as he rhythmically rocked his waist so subtly that the towel barely shifted. Though admittedly if anyone was to look at their feet and see his between hers, they'd get a bit suspicious.
The Commander pushed the thought from his mind however, kissing his wife's neck more and listening to her moan softly, her voice tickling his ear. His lips took him up to the back of her ear, a string of slow, loving kisses touching her earlobe and making her tighten up so much he sped up to compensate; his thrusts still slow but quick enough to get some friction out of it. Sheffield didn't protest and dug her nails into his wife, holding onto him as he fucked her against her towel, his body flush against hers and her breasts heaving up against his bare chest.
''I love you.'' The Commander murmured into her ear, kissing it.
Sheffield exhaled a shaky breath. ''I-I love you too...''
The Commander relished the way she tightened up again; embarrassment making her tense. ''Do you want me to... Mm, cum inside, or on your stomach...?''
''Inside.'' She grunted back into his ear. ''Less mess.''
''Safe to?''
''No.'' Sheffield clutched onto him tighter. ''Just finish inside.''
The Commander kept thrusting into her, feeling her wet walls massage his plunging cock. ''Even if it means getting pregnant?''
Sheffield was quiet for a moment, her soft grunts the only real sound as he quietly fucked her, until soon she found her voice. ''It's fine. If we're going to... start a family, may as well get started on it right away.''
The murmured words sent a thrilling rush up his spine, and with a soft groan he obliged, pumping into her pussy a little faster. Their flesh pressed together, his thrusts becoming shorter but faster as he drove himself between her wet nether lips and into her gripping depths, every ounce of friction equal parts addictive and pleasurable, her hot walls begging for him to paint them white. A desire he nearly fulfilled, his thrusts hastening as his end approached.
''Hah, I'm cumming...!'' He groaned stiffly into her ear.
She dug her nails into his back, jerking her head in a nod and bracing, her walls tightening around him as he daringly sped up and made love to his wife-
-before with a tight gasp the Commander hilted inside of her and blew his load; thick ropes of semen spurting deep into Sheffield. The nude maid gasped, tensing as she felt his heat spurt and splatter against her inner walls or pump into her willing womb, several short, jerky thrusts bumping the head of his cock against her cervix and shoot his seed into her depths easier.
''Mn...!'' Sheffield's stomach pushed against his as she arched her back. ''Ahh... you're pouring so much into me...''
The Commander moaned right back, rocking his hips a little more and savouring the wet, sticky heat inside her – before at last he rolled his hips back and pulled out. The lack of cock in her made Sheffield shudder, her hands loosening their hold on the towel and allowing him to shuffle off of her, his gaze running down her sweaty front and to her pussy; watching as white fluid leaked out of her womanhood.
''Hah... you're still hard...'' Sheffield noted, looking at his still-erect cock.
''And you didn't get to cum.'' The Commander murmured back, rubbing her thigh. ''Let's go again.''
Sheffield spared a look around them, making sure they weren't noticed, before nodding and rolling over onto her stomach. Taking the small towel she'd been using as a pillow she flattened it out and slid it under her waist to push it up a little, allowing the Commander to lay himself on top of her, pulling the yellow towel over his back and letting Sheffield grab the corners, holding it down as he pressed down against her naked body.
Then with a hand reaching down between their bodies he guided his cock to her wet pussy lips, pushed the tip in – and with a tight moan of bliss the Commander was back inside his wife. Sheffield herself let out a soft moan of her own, lips pursing as he started to thrust once more; the position letting his cock hit new spots inside her. She always preferred laying on her stomach during sex; a fact reinforced as he started hilting inside his wife and fucked out a string of soft, shuddering moans from her lips.
''You're so beautiful.'' The Commander kissed the back of her neck, groaning against her skin. ''I love you so much.''
''You said that... Mn, already...'' Sheffield almost demurely muttered.
''Because it's true~'' The Commander cheekily fired back, sliding both his hands under her body.
Anything Sheffield was going to say melted into a tight groan as he grabbed her breasts, his fingers sinking into her doughy tits and gently fondling them about. With him putting his weight down onto her her tits heaved into his hands, the slight angle of her back giving him more to grope. At the same time his pelvis lightly slapped against her ass, the quiet 'pap-pap-pap' of flesh muffled by the towel draped over his back, The cum still inside her only made it easier to move, his cock pushing some of his seed out to make room for another load, the prospect making Sheffield tighten around his thrusting cock.
Just then the Commander heard some more people passing behind them; a quick glance over his shoulder finding a group of three women walking down the beach. They glanced at him but didn't seem to notice... though one of the girls noticed how there was four feet poking out from the yellow towel. Mercifully none said anything however and kept walking, one of them with a pink blush, but the fact they didn't call them out only encouraged the Commander.
''What is it?'' Sheffield murmured, feeling his thrusts slow.
''Nothing.'' He kissed her neck. ''Don't worry about it.''
Anything the cruiser was going to say melted into a moan as he sped up his thrusts; pounding her slick pussy with vigorous bucks of his hips. He could feel her body tensing, already halfway there to climax, and with how sensitive he himself was it wouldn't take a lot to make him cum a third time. Yet he wanted it to last as long as it could, tempting him to slow down a bit, sheathing himself only halfway into her drooling sex and stirring her up.
Until Sheffield moaned for more. Unable to refuse his needy wife the Commander picked up the pace once more, their flesh quietly slapping together as his pelvis hit her ass, his cock fitting snugly within her womanhood with every eager thrust. Fondling her breasts a little more he moved one arm under her collarbone, cradling his wife close as he railed her, moaning into her ear as he felt heat begin to creep up his throbbing cock.
''Ah... Command- ah!''
Until the Commander leaned upright, and pulled her hips up with him – fucking her head-down-ass-up. The position was her favourite; his cock hilting inside her and hitting that one sweet spot that made her cry out on their wedding night. And it nearly did here too; the sharp sound muffled as Sheffield slapped a hand over her mouth and groaned into her, taking the hard-and-fast pounding.
''Ah, wait, Commander, slow down- Mmph~!'' Sheffield gasped out, his pelvis hitting her bare butt repeatedly, her walls growing insanely tight-
-until with a spasm Sheffield orgasmed. He held onto her hips as she rode it out, managing to pound her just a few more times before at last slamming in and unloading his seed for the second time, knocking his wife up. She wrung him dry for every last spurt he could unload into her, eyes rolling momentarily as the pleasure overtook her before coming back down from her high, shivering. Pressing himself against her ass he eased her back flat onto her stomach, hiding their joined parts from any possible viewers.
The thought made the Commander look about, some colour heating his cheeks when he noticed a couple of people eyeing them before hurriedly looking away – thankfully all older folks who probably wouldn't say anything. Internally sighing in relief at that he pulled out, pleasure briefly overtaking his mind as he felt Sheffield's wet walls grip his cock until it sprung out of her.
''Mm...'' Sheffield exhaled, shifting onto her side. ''...that felt nice...''
The Commander just cracked a smile and leaned down, kissing his wife on the cheek. ''Want some water?''
''Please.''
And just like that their beach trip continue; his horniness satiated and her own stress eased, both spending the rest of the day dozing in the shade, together.
[END]