Ann was on a roll. Her sex was becoming an obsession. But where better to let it blossom than here at this resort? Her seduction tactics had been working perfectly. According to their protocol, she went to breakfast by herself to cruise for her next target. Sure enough, she spied what she was looking for. An older woman was dining alone. She was quite attractive, impeccable makeup, a well-conditioned body. But she was alone, perhaps a younger widow, perhaps a recent divorcee looking to reawaken lost desires, perhaps a refugee from a barren marriage. She could be perfect. Ann asked if she could join her. The woman smiled and nodded.
Ann guided the conversation carefully, learning the woman, Bev, was on her first alone vacation in many years, leaving her husband at home. A bit more prying revealed Bev was indeed there on a break from a cold loveless marriage, not looking to play, just wanting to relax. Perfect, Ann thought. She launched into her plan, wincing in pain as she shifted in her seat.
"What's wrong?" Bev asked. Ann went into her story of how she had been having too much vigorous vacation sex, leaving her sore. She knew she was making Bev feel a bit deprived, telling her about how horny Ben had been, subjecting her to lots of sex every day and night. "I wish I had that problem," Bev admitted. It was exactly what Ann wanted to hear.
Ann went on to describe how tropical vacations always made her very horny, that she and Ben loved stealing opportunities to play naughty, such as secretly fondling each other on the beach, stealing orgasms in broad daylight on the beach or at a corner table in the crowded nightclub. Bev said she was impressed at them being so daring. "That makes sex so much more exciting. Besides, no one knows them; what is there to lose; you only live once. Taking a few naughty risks adds so much to the enjoyment."
Bev was suddenly quiet, assessing what this said about her own deprived sex life. She had so few truly erotic memories. "Listening to you tells me I have missed a lot," she said sadly.
"Oh, I am so sorry for going on like that. I certainly did not intend to make you feel badly," Ann feigned apology.
"It's OK. You are just making me realize what I have missed," Bev said.
Just then Ben came into the restaurant and found them. He walked up and introduced himself. He said he was just going to grab a bagel and go back to the room.
After he left them, Ann pressed ahead, "Isn't he cute?" Bev agreed. "And he is an incredible lover." Bev smiled and looked down, now feeling self-conscious. "Maybe I can make it up to you," Ann said softly, moving in for the capture. My husband, Ben, loves my sexuality. He is a very sexy man. And he is very obedient to my desires and ideas. Perhaps you would enjoy joining us on the beach this morning?"
Bev really felt self-conscious now, wondering what exactly Ann was suggesting. She suspected this couple was looking to pick her up. She was appalled at where this was going. But she was also intrigued. She took too long to say no and Ann picked up on that.
"It could be really fun," Ann coaxed. Bev smiled now obviously considering the offer. "What have you got to lose?"
"Sure, why not." Bev finally answered after a long pause. She was flattered and excited at such a bold invitation. Ann smiled and touched Bev's arm. "We could see how it goes."
Back in her room Bev trembled with excitement. She thought to herself, "What the hell do you think you are doing, considering this?" She decided to back out, to not meet them. But she proceeded to try on her bathing suits, suffering over which one she looked best in. She fussed with her makeup and hair. She felt herself marching forward toward her "date" with this bold couple.
An hour later the three of them walked to the beach. "You look really nice," Ann told her. Bev was flattered, feeling herself being seduced. She felt a knot in her stomach as they kept walking toward the deserted far end of the beach. Ann spread the blanket and directed Ben to lie between them. "Let's give him a massage," Ann suggested, pouring oil onto Ben's back. Bev was excited running her hands across his strong, muscular back. Bev was a bit shocked as Ann pushed the legs of Ben's trunks up to expose his buttocks to the massage. "I'll take this leg and you take the other," Ann instructed as she poured oil the length of each leg. Bev mirrored Ann's kneading as they worked higher and higher up his thighs to his buttocks. She forced herself to dare to knead the man's powerful buttocks.
Eventually Ann instructed Ben to turn over. His erection filled the front of his trunks. Bev was very close to leaving as Ann poured oil onto his chest and began spreading it. Bev hesitantly participated spreading the oil. "Look at this chest," Ann continued. "Is there any wonder I can't keep my hands off this man?" Bev was now in a trance of excitement and fear over how she was enjoying this. "Isn't this nice, Bev? Isn't this what a tropical vacation is all about?" Bev had to agree with that comment.
Ann poured more oil down the front of Ben's legs. The women kneaded his muscles gradually up his thighs. Bev's mouth was incredibly dry. She felt this had to stop, now. "Check this out," Ann said softly as she fumbled with the legs of his trunks, pushing them up. She reached in and found his cock. She had to stretch the material wide to get him out. Suddenly his erection slipped out into the daylight. "Isn't he beautiful?" she said proudly as Bev gasped seeing him. "Can you see now why I can't get enough of him, not to mention why I had a sore bottom this morning?" Bev was shocked at what was happening. She was shocked to admit to herself she found this extremely erotic and very pleasurable. Her desire to run was replaced with a new and exciting sexual arousal. Her seduction was complete.
"Doesn't he have a gorgeous cock?" Ann continued, now stroking her hand up and down his shaft bas he moaned. Bev was impressed by his oversized cock head. "Just imagine how that would feel pushing into you." She was imagining exactly that. Ann persisted with her narration, "When he comes, it is a huge explosion. You've never felt anything like it. And he produces a massive quantity of semen." Her graphic description was hypnotic. "Feel him," Ann urged Bev. Bev gingerly took his cock in her hand. She was deeply entranced. His moans made her pussy flow, something she had not felt in years. "Go ahead, make him come," Ann coaxed.
Bev was totally under Ann's control and Ann knew it. Ann rolled his massive balls around in her hand as Bev stroked his shaft. His moans increased. "You are going to love this," Ann encouraged. Bev stroked up and down, fascinated with the soft texture overlying his rock-hard engorgement. "He's getting bigger. You're going to make him come," Ann continued. Bev was amazed at how his cock head swelled even bigger. She felt his shaft tremble and begin to pulse. He cried out and spurted powerfully. Semen exploded out of him up onto his chest, then another, then another. His fluids then poured out in a steady, heavy flow down over her hand. She stared blankly at this incredibly erotic display of pure erotic sex.