In bed the next morning we were having our morning recap and plan for the second week of our holiday. In week one Sarah had rushed through the teasing stage, straight to the point where she spent her time being fucked for most of the week.
This was, we both agreed, an amazing introduction into the world of extra marital intercourse. But once the genie was out of the bottle, there was no going back to the build-up stage, which was, we both agreed, absolutely essential to the quality of the resulting experiences, as well as being hugely exciting in its own right.
With the departure of the first group of willing victims of Sarah's lust, came the arrival of a whole new batch, and there were many more to choose from this time. The first week appeared to have sated her extreme desire to feel cock after cock inside her, for the time being at least.
As she'd already said, the build-up was definitely at least as exciting as the event - although she was clearly a massive fan of the event as well. But she was very definite what the plan was.
"I'm not going to fuck anyone, until our last day here. Nobody!"
"What about me?" I feigned disappointment.
"Oh, you're getting it, my love. And my Dobbin (she'd named the large dildo we'd purchased on our first day here).
"And," she thought for a moment. "OK, when I say I'm not going to fuck anyone, I'm talking about those newcomers, in our hotel. They are my project. But if something comes up outside of that, it could be different."
"Right," I nodded sagely. "So, you're going to fuck everyone apart from those new lads?"
"No! Well, how should I know? You never know what's going to happen. But no, as of now, my target is to be a super tease, and then on our last day, we can take the shackles off, and see what will happen."
"I can see that last day being very interesting. Well, I'm keeping count now. Take a look at this:"
I handed her my phone. I'd installed a memo app I'd found, upon which I'd created a log of each of our sexual adventures, those here in Spain and also back home. Each one had one photo, together with a log of what Sarah had done.
"28th May. Pose nude, Fuck Dan, blowjob for photographer. Facial from Photographer and Dan. 2nd facial from Dan. Buy a mars bar covered in three loads of cum." This was accompanied by the picture I took directly prior to entering the garage on her impromptu shopping trip.
She laughed hysterically.
"Oh, that's really good. A diary of all of my most disgusting behaviour. Definitely keep that going, I want to know when I hit a hundred!"
Down at poolside, the teasing began. Sarah repeated all the things she'd done before, but visibly slowed everything down. She even kept her bikini top on for at least an hour, before revealing her now beautifully tanned breasts for the newcomers. And rather than choose a spot, where she could reveal herself to whom she chose, instead she picked a spot and let them come to her. Which they inevitably did.
Early on, there were only a few of the new arrivals nearby, but after lunch when people started vacating sunbeds and tables, we noticed they were quickly occupied by one of the groups of lads. Sarah's top was now discarded, her full, firm breasts full exposed. She was obviously starting to feel the urge to advertise a little - over application of sun oil, sitting up, changing position, making sure everyone who might want to take a look was able to.
"I think we've only got three main groups," she said, conspiratorially, having spent some time getting the lay of the land.
She pointed them out. "See - these ones, then these, and then these ones. Probably about fifteen or so in each group."
She stood, very obviously pulling her bikini bottoms straight, and strolled confidently over to the first group. Her naked breasts bounced energetically as she approached them, her long black hair pulled back into two cute bunches. She made sure to stand close enough to the second group too, so that she had the maximum possible audience.
"Hi boys!" she said. "How are you getting settled in?" I couldn't really hear the responses, but they seemed friendly enough. Sarah pushed her chest out slightly, hands on hips. She looked stunning.
"I just noticed you had all arrived, I thought it was going to be a quiet week, a load of lads have just gone - we're here another week."
She motioned over to me, and I held my hand up to identify myself.
"Me and Dan there. So, what are you all up to then? Any sightseeing?"
I guessed there might have been a lewd comment or two at that point in my day, but young lads these days seem to be so much more well behaved then they used to be.
"Anyway, we'll be off now, just saying hello. We're going down to the beach for a bit - we go there every day, makes a nice change. It's one of those nudist ones, so you get an all-over tan."
Sarah pulled the string down on her bikini bottom to show there was no tan line. It also seemed to go just far enough to reveal an absence of pubic hair as well, I thought.
"Yeah, it's not often we get to see sun like this, so I reckon we should make the most of it. And it's so lovely feeling the cool air all over your body. It's very liberating!"
Later on, down at the beach, Sarah was true to her word, taking the whole exposure of her naked body a lot slower this time.
As the pool of potentials was so much bigger, we counted at least ten who had 'happened to be passing', and ended up stopping for a nude sunbathe, just close enough to glimpse Sarah's naked body. And she also refrained from immediately spreading her legs, but that one was a battle.
"You really, really want to just face them and spread your legs wide, don't you?" I'd teased.
"Oh don't. I'm just thinking of last week, I was such a slut down here. I could just go over, and do it again couldn't I? I just stood over each of them, let them look right up into my pussy."
"You could. I'm not stopping you," I laughed. "And I'm pretty sure they wouldn't complain."
