Netflix & Chill

The beach was as sunny today as it had been yesterday, as sunny as it was any day of the year. I had changed out of my designer suit and into a pair of swim trunks in the limo on the way over. Sophie had been left with new wardrobe instructions, somewhat tamer than the ones I had given my other secretary. We would get there in time.

My physique drew the eyes of many a slut as I scanned the shoreline for the whore I was looking for. I took in many physiques myself, even some where somewhat more was available to view than would have been the case yesterday. The announcement that the Public Decency Act had been repealed was made all over the city, via social media, news headlines, and billboard displays. The change took effect immediately. Already, some girls were showing some T&A in the hope of attracting male attention, and some men had ordered their sluts and slaves to expose a bit more as well. In addition to this, rather than a few heads bobbing under towels, I saw many blowjobs out in the open, and some full-on sex.

This was all refreshing to see, but not the sight my eyes were seeking. I found that sight soon enough, however, dressed in a red bikini that was even smaller than the previous one. I made my way over to dear Liza Heathersly, who was currently the girl that interested me most over any I was playing with. What can I say? She was exotic.

Liza’s sunbathing was interrupted by a groping hand on her ass. She just moaned relaxedly, not making any move to stop the fondling. “Bet I haven’t been the first man to get a handful of this juicy ass today,” I told her.

She laughed, still making no move to get up. “No, actually. I guess word got around that I was seen with Leonardo Segeste.”

“Good. I don’t like other men touching my bitches.”

“I am married, you know,” She responded playfully.

“Oh trust me, that’s never stopped me.”

“I suppose that shouldn’t surprise me. So, did you come for another swim?” Liza got up, inadvertently forcing me to remove my hand from her ass.

I stood up as well. “I think I got enough of that yesterday. Why don’t we go for a walk?”

We strolled down the crowded beach, waves lapping at our bare feet. My arm was around Liza’s waist, drifting toward her ass once again. Her own arm was draped over my shoulder. We walked in contented silence for a few minutes, as the number of people gradually thinned. Soon enough, we had gone past the bars and boutiques, and we were now passing rows of little beach houses.

Finally, Liza spoke up. “My husband just told me that we’ll be in Segia for the foreseeable future. Apparently he got his deal, but it involves him working in the city.”

I smiled at her. “I’m glad to hear it.” I chose this moment to take a large handful of her asscheek, clueing her in on exactly why I was happy she was sticking around.

Liza laughed. As we continued walking, I kept kneading her cheek like it was sourdough. She leaned in closer to me, running her fingers over my rock hard muscles. My own fingers found their way inside her thong, brushing over her asshole before finding her pussy lips. She shivered. I went on to play a delicate game, stimulating her while keeping her just on the edge of an enormous orgasm. Her moaning and mewling became less and less contained as I continued to edge her.

Seemingly trying to distract herself, she asked, “Did you have anything to do with that modesty act being repealed?”

“Oh honey, I’m the one that motioned for its repeal,” I told her in a condescending tone. “You’re looking at the new Chairman of Segia’s City Council.”

She laughed. “Very impressive. I love being close to such a powerful man.”

“Trust me, you don’t know the half of it.”

We returned to sexually charged silence. Well, I say ‘silence’, but her whining was getting louder than ever. It soon got to the point where she couldn’t stand it any longer. “Pleeease just let me cum!” Her tone was one of horny desperation. “I’ll do anything!”

I laughed at her predicament. “Anything?”

“Anything,” She promised.

“We can get to what you’ll owe me later.”

I delicately flicked my thumb over Liza’s clit, finally triggering her long-awaited orgasm. It came with such **** that she collapsed face-first into the sand, moaning in ecstasy. Her delicious ass remained sticking up enticingly, ripe for the taking. I was sorely tempted to begin fucking her right then and there. I was sure I would hear no objections. No, I reminded myself. I’m taking my time. My iron will managed to win out over my endless lust.

I waited a few moments for Liza to recover, before deciding she was taking too long. A firm slap on the ass managed to jolt her out of her post-orgasmic haze. “Come on. You’ve had your fun.”

She managed to find her feet, brushing off the sand. She looked up into my icy eyes with more adoration than ever, exclaiming, “I haven’t come like that in… ever! How do you do it, and with just your fingers?”

“Lots and lots of practice,” I told her with a chuckle. Though that wasn’t the entire truth; I had been able to do the same even with the first slut I had conquered.

After a bit more walking, we found ourselves outside of a fairly large beach bungalow. “This is my place,” Liza told me. “Wanna come in?”

“Aren’t you worried about your husband seeing you with me?” I asked her jokingly.

“He’s not around. Not that he would have the balls to do anything if he was,” she said with derision.

The living room of the house was a fairly basic space, clearly renter-oriented. Uninspired couches and armchairs faced a TV, facing away from a screen wall that overlooked the crashing surf. I casually took a seat on one of the couches, and Liza moved to join me. She made a move for the space next to me, but I pulled her onto my lap. She settled herself in by wiggling her fat ass into my erection.

She giggled at the feel of the hard cock. “It’s even bigger than I remembered.”

My left hand latched itself onto Liza’s large tit, while my right navigated to the remote to turn on some Netflix. I just threw on the first show that popped up, and we settled in to watch. Well, I say watch, but we weren’t really paying attention. It was something about a woman being good at chess; I didn’t find it very realistic. I idly noted that I should pay the lead actress a visit at some point, though. More deserving of my attention was Liza’s left tit, a magnificent specimen even if it wasn’t quite as exceptional as her ass. Liza, meanwhile, was occupied with teasing me by wiggling and squirming that self same ass all over my lap. Trying to turn the tables from earlier, I supposed.

I did eventually get bored of the teasing. “I’d like to get better acquainted with those lips of yours,” I told my slutty companion. “Or rather, my friend would. Hop to it,” I sent her off my lap with a light slap to that juicy behind.

She didn’t even show any coy hesitation in carrying out her assigned task. Too horny from all that foreplay, I suspected. Pulling down my swim trunks, she was soon greeted with the sight of my dick in all its massive glory. She wasted no time in getting to work, attacking with vigor the drop of precum lingering on the tip, before moving on to licking the head. That soon found its way into her mouth, as she escalated her playing to some wholehearted sucking. I groaned, my fingers finding their way into her wavy hair. I gently prodded her deeper, testing how far she could go. Her bobbing gradually increased in speed and depth, culminating in a final thrust that found her lips almost halfway down my shaft. A respectable amount.

Liza came up spluttering, but did not stay idle for long. Her tongue found my balls, and soon enough those too were finding their way into her warm, wet mouth. She sucked at them like a baby at its mothers tit, no doubt detecting the churning cum within. Her ‘mother’s milk’, I thought to myself amusedly.

She continued to alternate between the dick and balls, giving rise to wonderful sensations. She was not quite as skilled as the best of my sluts, but she made up for this with enthusiasm eclipsing even theirs. I let her continue her ministrations for a few minutes before working my abilities a bit, sending her an orgasm. The sensation of her throat tightening around my shaft as her eyes rolled back into her skull was a marvelous one. The orgasm didn’t seem to make things more difficult for the whore, only motivating her further. This prompted me to continue causing her to cum explosively.

This continued for another forty five minutes, as the show prattled on with its feminist bullshit. Perhaps I should have put on Fuckhub. That would have been more entertaining, though also slightly more distracting.

Fuckhub was not a porn site like it sounded, but rather the predominant Segian streaming service. The normal ones were still available, but Fuckhub carried programming much more aligned with Segian values. It carried everything from medieval fantasy films to reality TV, all of which made sure to reinforce the superiority of men. The most popular fantasy franchise, Esoteria, featured wizards whose power could be measured by how large their harem of sex slaves was. The premier reality TV program was Segia’s version of The Bachelor, where the woman was chosen as a mistress by her blowjob abilities, cooking and cleaning skills, and tit size, while the other contestants were made sex slaves of the bachelor. Most of the things on Fuckhub weren’t necessarily porn, but they all featured lots of sex.

Without such interesting material to entertain me, all my attention was focused on Liza. Eventually, my orgasm built, and I gave her no warning as I erupted into her mouth. Cum flooded her throat, bursting out of the sides of her mouth and her nostrils. I pulled out and coated her face and tits as well.

Liza was shocked, as she expressed when she had swallowed enough cum to speak. “What? But… How is that possible?”

“What did I tell you about my attributes compared to those of other men?” I asked amusedly.

I permitted Liza to clean herself up. When she had managed to get most of the cum off, I told her I was going. “About that favor you owe me, though. I think it’s time your wardrobe saw some updates.” Not that what she wore wasn’t already slutty, though I had only seen her in bikinis. Still, it could get better. “Someone will be here in the next hour or so with some new clothes. It will be all you’re going to wear, for as long as you’re in Segia.”

She giggled. "I did promise, I suppose."

I took my leave.