Dominated at the Beach

Dear FemdomU Forum,

When I read your request on Fetlife for Summer Outdoor Femdom experiences, I knew I had to share my story. My name is Sarah, I’m 22 years old, and last summer, my boyfriend and I had an unforgettable day at the beach that turned into one of the most thrilling experiences of our lives.

It all started with a spontaneous decision to visit a secluded beach we had heard about. Before we left, I handed him the tiniest swimsuit I could find—one that left very little to the imagination. His bulge was clearly visible, and I couldn’t help but feel a rush of excitement as I imagined parading him around for everyone to see. Of course to make things even harder for him, I kept teasing him, lightly brushing my hand against the bulge, mentioning to him how big he looked. As we walked down the beach, I noticed the lingering glances and whispered comments from people we passed. It was exhilarating, knowing that others were seeing my boyfriend in such a vulnerable state.

After walking for a while, we found a quiet, deserted spot away from prying eyes. I instructed him to lay out the blanket and set up my beach chair. Watching him obediently follow my commands, I felt a surge of power. Once everything was set up, I told him to apply sunscreen on me. His hands were shaky as they started with my shoulders, moving slowly down my back. When he reached my thighs, I spread my legs slightly and whispered for him to go further. He hesitated but obeyed, his hand finding its way to my clit. He began to massage me gently, and I closed my eyes, enjoying the sensation.

The beach was mostly quiet, but after a few minutes, I noticed a couple walking in our direction. The thrill of potential exposure made my heart race. I leaned back and, in a low voice, told him to use his mouth on me. He glanced nervously at the approaching couple but didn’t dare disobey. He buried his face between my legs, his tongue exploring me eagerly. The couple walked closer, and I could see them out of the corner of my eye, slowing down as they realized what was happening. The risk of being caught, combined with the expert movements of his tongue, pushed me closer and closer to the edge. I gripped his hair, guiding him as I reached a shattering orgasm.

When I finally released him, I smirked at the couple who had now stopped a short distance away, pretending to look at the ocean. I decided it was time for the next part of my plan. I told my boyfriend to go rinse off in the ocean, but he had to leave his shorts behind. His face turned a deep shade of red, but he complied. Watching him walk naked into the water, trying to cover himself, was both empowering and arousing. The water glistened on his skin as he waded in, and I couldn’t help but admire the view. At this point he had a full-on, raging erection.

He returned, dripping wet and still trying to hide his nakedness with his hands. The cold water had made him go soft again. I ordered him to lie on his back on the blanket. Standing over him, I commanded him to get hard for me. His eyes were wide with a mix of embarrassment and excitement as he began to stroke himself. I watched intently, enjoying the control I had over him. His breathing grew heavier, and his strokes more urgent. I could see his arousal building, the sight of me standing above him driving him wild.

When he finally came, I wasn’t finished with him yet. I knelt down, scooping up his cum with my hand, and then held it to his mouth. “Lick it off,” I ordered. He hesitated for a moment, his eyes darting around nervously, but he did as he was told. Just as he started to clean my hand with his tongue, I noticed the same couple had returned and were watching us with a mix of shock and fascination. Their presence only added to the intensity of the moment.

It was a day of domination, exhibition, and pure, unadulterated pleasure that neither of us will ever forget. The thrill of control, the excitement of being watched, and the raw passion we shared made it an experience like no other.

Yours truly,

Sarah