For the next hour Gina decided to lay low and recover. She put her dress back on, even buttoning it up to her waist, and just relaxed on her blanket. A few people passed by but she didn't stir, not quite ready to resume activity. But as the minutes ticked on, and the more she replayed the events of the day in her mind, the more familiar feelings began to stir, urging her into action. With a last, luxurious, full-body stretch she yawned and sat up, taking in her surroundings.

Gina noticed that a couple had set up, not far from her. In fact, they were a little closer than you'd expect given how vacant this area of the beach was. They certainly could have chosen a spot with a little more privacy. Maybe, noticing Gina, privacy wasn't exactly what they were after.

They were both stretched out on their blanket, the man, about forty maybe, on his back and the woman, about the same age, on her front. Both looked fit and attractive. The woman was on the side of their blanket closest to Gina and she was topless, wearing only blue bikini bottoms that weren't quite a thong but still left most of her ass bare.

The man noticed Gina sit up and he turned towards his girl and propped himself up on one bent arm and started gently rubbing his hand over the girl's back. He wore sunglasses so Gina couldn't tell but suspected that he was paying at least some attention to her. If so, he could surely tell that Gina was looking back.

Gina looked down at her open dress and, seeing how much cleavage she showed, she decided that yes, the man was definitely paying at least some attention to her. It occurred to her how, if she was wearing a bikini, even more of her body would be on display, but because it was a dress, one meant to be buttoned, but being open instead, it was far more daring and erotic. Unlike a static bikini, an unbuttoned dress suggested that further disrobing, intentional or accidental, was possible. Simple nudity may not necessarily be sexual. But a scantily clad body has an enhanced erotic appeal.

She looked up from her chest towards the man, who really did seem to be looking at her while continuing to stroke his girl's back. Gina looked back down at her chest, unbuttoned another button, and looked up toward the man again. The man continued looking but his hand now wandered down his girl's back to caress her ass.

Gina lay back down on her side, facing the couple, using her bent arm as a pillow for her head. She wasn't sure but suspected that her movement had given the man at least a brief peek at her bare breast. Now that she was lying on her right side, gravity had its way with her left breast and it dropped so that the open dress only partially covered the nipple. Every breeze, however slight, raised the material, exposing her entire nipple and more for several seconds, until the wind subsided and the material settled back down.

Gina glanced down at her chest and watched this happen a few times before looking back toward the man. Without taking her eyes from him, she reached up with her left hand and drew the dress material back from her breast, exposing it entirely, deliberately, to the man's view.

Tom later told her that the man had then spread his girl's ass cheeks apart until her bikini bottoms slipped into the crack, leaving her ass, essentially naked, her bottoms only covering her pussy. His gentle caresses turned into a massage, which the girl seemed to be enjoying as she reached up with her left hand and stroked the arm the man was using for support.

She must have noticed him looking in Gina's direction as the girl, still lying on her front, turned her head toward Gina. Gina remained still like this for several minutes hoping they were both enjoying the sight of her body.

Tom later reported that the girl had opened her legs slightly and that the man's hand dipped between them, obviously to stroke her pussy. After a few minutes, the girl turned over onto her back, exposing her own beautiful, bare tits to Gina and her man (and unknowingly to Tom). There was no one else further up the beach in Gina's direction and the man's body blocked the sight of anyone farther back towards the entrance.

Turning her head towards Gina, and then back to the man, the girl raised her right hand to the waistband of her man's swim shorts and pulled them down, hooking the elastic waistband under his balls. Gina's eyes widened at the sight of the man's beautiful penis - long and fully erect. She noticed her mouth had gaped open and she giggled at her own stereotypical reaction to the sudden sight of a long hard penis.

Not to be outdone, Gina slowly unbuttoned the rest of her dress and pulled it back, over her hip, revealing her full frontal nudity to the couple. She bent her knee and raised it, once again inviting strangers to see her in the most intimate detail. She pulled her pussy lips apart and just watched as the couple stared at her, their hands still playing with each other's genitals.

Gina sat up enough to slip her dress from her shoulders, down her arms, and off. She was naked. She looked back toward the couple and saw that their eyes were glued to her body. She held this pose, her arm supporting her upper body at a forty-five-degree angle. She looked at herself and then stared back at the couple, her pose and her stare inviting them to visually ravish her.

Tom licked his lips as he watched through his glasses. He marvelled at Gina's breasts hanging delicately above her blanket, swaying slightly with every small movement. As he watched, Gina gathered her towel into a pillow and slowly lowered herself back to the blanket still on her side and facing the couple. Now with both arms at her sides her breasts together, deliciously full and round. She again bent and raised her left leg. Using both hands she alternated between fondling herself and simply spreading her lips wide open for the couple's view.

Gina loved how exposing her body to them had ignited their passion. She gloried in the power she possessed, feeling herself becoming addicted to it. Even in the midst of her own passion she knew she had to do everything necessary to protect her relationship with Tom - the man she loved, the man who fully supported and enjoyed the use of her power as much as she did herself. She plunged two fingers into her hole and rocked herself back and forth, moaning loudly enough for the couple to hear.

The couple was now fully engaged with each other, at least physically, masturbating each other, but visually alternating their attention between each other and Gina. Hearing Gina's moans combine with the intense visual and physical simulation was too much and the inevitable happened. The man stiffened his back and closed his eyes as a large spurt of cum arched over the girl and onto the sand beside her. This was followed by a second and third spurt onto her pussy and lower body. That was apparently enough to set her off too, as she writhed and bucked into her partner's hand until settling into post-orgasmic relief.

As the man wiped his juices from the girl's body they both looked at Gina, who had stopped masturbating (she hadn't cum) and removed her hand to give them a final, unobstructed look. They smiled at her and gave her a thumbs up which she returned.

She redressed, giggling happily to herself. She felt like a child on Christmas morning only the present she had unwrapped was her own body and it had made everyone around her happy each time she unwrapped it. She chanced another quick look towards Tom, smiling brightly and feeling wonderful to be sharing all this with him. Looking back down at her Tom couldn't believe how incredibly adorable Gina looked.

It was getting late so Gina gathered her things and started walking back down the shoreline. After a few minutes, she casually looked back to confirm that Tom had made his way down the dunes to the shore and was following her at a distance.

Back in the car, they kissed, deeply, passionately for several minutes, running their hands over each other's bodies. Tom had unbuttoned Gina's dress and exposed her breasts once more to his groping hands and hot mouth. They were about to get in the back seat and consummate the day's pent-up lust when they noticed a truck pull into the nearly empty parking lot. It was the pick-up they had encountered on the way to the beach. Both occupants were still inside - and they immediately noticed Gina and Tom.

The truck pulled into the spot right beside them. Gina slowly removed her right arm from around Tom's neck and settled back into her seat, making no effort to cover up, her wonderful orbs completely exposed. Her nipples were long and hard, just seconds removed from Tom's mouth. She looked out her side window and smiled up at the men in the truck. Not surprisingly, they smiled back.

"Well, we were sure hoping we'd bump into you kids again. Weren't we Sam?"

"We sure were. Must be our lucky day, Ed," Sam replied.

"You have no idea," said Tom. He had already sized them up and felt fairly good about them. They appeared to him to be in their early fifties and had an air of respectability about them. The truck was in good shape, and they looked clean-cut. Not in the best of physical condition but not in the worst for their age either. These were no hoodlums, outlaws, or red necks and Tom figured he could take them on if he had to - at least enough to protect Gina and escape safely.

The whole plan for the day was for Gina to have an experience involving two men. She had disclosed at least that much about the scenes she would be acting in soon. So far that hadn't been the way the day had played out. But here was one last chance. The only other thing she had disclosed to Tom was that there was a degree of compulsion involved. Tom thought he knew how to handle that but knew he needed to tread carefully. He whispered a safe word to Gina and she smiled and nodded her understanding.

Tom got out of the car and walked around to the side of the truck. Smiling he said, "Listen, guys, I left my watch on the beach and I need to go back and get it. Can you keep an eye on Jenny here while I'm gone? You wouldn't mind that would you?"

"Not at all, friend," Ed replied, "It would be our pleasure."

Then Tom stuck his head right in their window. This assertive gesture startled the men who, for the first time, began paying more attention to Tom than they were to Gina.

"I don't need to be worried about you gentlemen do I?" Tom said, looking them each in the eyes.

"No, no," Ed replied, "We just had some errands to run and then thought we'd take a chance and see if there was any more eye candy for us to see. Your girl there is gorgeous. We'd never hurt her in a million years."

Tom looked at Sam who nodded his agreement with what Ed had said. They seemed genuine to Tom.

"Do you know what a safe word is for?" he asked.

"Oh well, yeah, of course," Ed stammered, looking at Sam who nodded, "Yeah, yeah."

"Ok, good. Jenny's safe word is 'I feel sick.' Wait until I leave before you get out of your truck," Tom said to the men who nodded, not yet really grasping the implications of Tom's tacit invitation.

Tom pulled out of the window and winked at Gina. "I'll be back in a little while, Jenny," he said and headed towards the beach. Once out of sight he double-backed and sneaked around the change house where he could watch unobtrusively from under an overhanging tree branch.

"This could be just like the movie set," Tom thought.

"I'm pretty sure he wants us to get out," Sam said after Tom had disappeared.

"Let's get out then," replied Ed as he opened his door.

Gina watched the men and practiced her worried face. No longer smiling she watched them approach her door. She breathed deeply, keenly aware of what that did to her chest. It felt surreal and so erotic to be sitting there, her breasts protruding from her open dress, while two strange men stared at her - at them.

"Why did you get out of your truck," she asked.

"Well, your boyfriend asked us to keep an eye on you while he was gone and its easier to do that from here," Ed replied.

"Well, just don't come any closer," Gina said. The two men looked at each other. Neither had moved.

"I said, don't come any closer," Gina said again, with a little more resolution.

Ed and Sam looked at each other and gingerly moved right up to the car door.

"What are you going to do now," Gina asked, acting concerned but not so much that it might frighten them off.

"What do you want us to do?" Sam asked.

"What would you like to do?" Gina asked.

"Well, how about a little kiss?" asked Ed.

"No." The men stayed still.

"I said, No," Gina repeated. She was sitting straight, her back against her seat, her arms straight and her hands gripping the sides of her seat.

Ed stuck his head through the window, his face moving closer and closer to Gina's. At the last moment, Gina turned away from Ed.

"No, no, no," she said. But she said it softly while holding her head still enough for Ed to kiss her soft cheek. Ed's mind was reeling as it was quickly becoming clear that this time "No" really meant "Yes".

"I'd really love to feel your tits," Sam said and he nudged Ed aside and reached into the car toward Gina.

"No, you are definitely not touching me," Gina protested. But she held still, gripping the car seat rather than covering up or raising her arms to fend off Sam's. Still, Sam hesitated. Then he drew his hands back, ever so slightly away from Gina.

"No," she said, plaintively, looking at Sam's hands.

That confirmed it. Sam and Ed looked at each other, both realizing that they might actually get to have their way with this young beauty.

Sam reached for Gina's breasts with both hands. She squirmed about even while tightening her grip on her seat. Her breasts swayed and jiggled irresistibly as she twisted one way and then the other. "No, No," she breathed over and over while making no effort to fend off the hands that were reaching for her soft, giving flesh. Her words were soft and sexy, her movement sensual, lacking all the ferocity of a truly unwilling victim and soon Sam was fondling the most amazing pair of tits he had ever held in his hands.

Meanwhile, Ed got into the back seat behind Gina. He reached around and held her neck firmly with his left hand while he snatched her right breast away from Sam with his right.

"Please! Please!" Gina begged and by now it was clear to everyone that she was begging the men to continue, not stop. Gina's breathing was rapid, every intake of air thrusting her breasts more firmly into the hands of the two men. Gina finally let go of her seat but rather than fend off the hands that were molesting her she reached down and opened the bottom button on her dress.

Ed, still in the back seat, took Gina's breasts in both hands and raised them up all the way to her cheeks holding them there while Sam licked her nipples. Gina's head rolled back, eyes closed as she moaned with delight.

Gina's previous lovers had all been gentle, even the several strangers she had sensually encountered over the past few days. This situation was different. In her mind, this one-take scene they were acting out called for Ed and Sam to handle her roughly and they were playing their parts well. She just needed to make sure they went as far as she wanted them to. Gina was thrilled by the feel of their strong hands on her body. She twisted in her seat and managed to briefly free her breasts. Her vigorous movements jostled her soft, pliable flesh from side to side. She felt the movement as an intensely visceral reminder of how exposed and vulnerable she was.

Gina started to cry. The tears in her eyes were an act, but the increasing wetness she felt between her legs was not.

"Get out," Ed commanded her. "Out of the car."

Ed opened the door and stepped out. He then pulled a puzzled Sam out of the front seat, leaving Gina gasping, startled and confused, alone in front. She held her hand to her neck, still making no effort to cover her breasts.

"Pull her out, Sam," Ed directed. "Bring her around here," he continued, gesturing while moving toward the back of the car.

"Over the trunk," he gestured again.

Sam obeyed, pushing Gina until she was reclining on her back over the trunk of the car. Gina only offered token resistance, but she again shook her head back and forth saying, "No, no, no! Don't ... leave me alone. Don't ... stop."

Sam took both Gina's wrists in his right hand and pulled her arms over her head, holding them against the car, just above her head. He felt zero resistance, though Gina could have easily broken free of his gentle grasp.

Sam winked at Ed. Ed smiled back at Sam but just then caught a glimpse of Tom hiding beside the change house and watching through his field glasses. Tom had attached his phone to his field glasses and was recording the scene, regretting that to keep the shot steady he couldn't stroke himself while watching the two men man-handle his sweet young wife. Still, even the little things about the scene before him were driving him crazy. How the men's arms sometimes grazed over Gina's breasts, causing them to lift slightly and then fall and bounce. How the men's legs sometimes straddled Gina's in a way that surely let her feel their stiff cocks poking her through their pants.

Looking away from Tom and back toward Gina, Ed bent his face to Gina's left breast and sucked it into his mouth. He licked and sucked the ripe nipple while he hastily undid the remaining buttons on Gina's dress. Gina twisted her body and arched her back but her hands remained almost completely docile in Sam's grasp.

Gina felt Ed's forearms sliding over her crotch as he used both hands to undo her last buttons. Her upper body continued to writhe in a pitifully feeble attempt to break free only serving to thrust her breasts more forcefully into Ed's mouth and Sam's free hand. Even as she turned her head from side to side, a pained expression on her face, she spread her legs farther apart. Her pussy was now completely exposed to Ed as he settled between her legs.

"Don't fuck me. Don't ... . Fuck me," she pleaded. Her exquisite face wore an actor's disguise of fear but her eyes betrayed her increasingly desperate need to be ravished. Ed saw it in her eyes and taking a quick glance toward Tom, unzipped his pants.

Gina felt the length of Ed's swollen penis push into her soft, wet and ready flesh. She lay on her back, draped over the trunk of her car, naked, a strange man's penis inside her, another man's rough hand mauling her breast. Repeatedly Ed thrust into her and she thrust back. Gina was in ecstasy.

She looked sideways, towards Tom - looked into his camera lens. Tom was standing in the open now and approaching the car. His need to get the best video was now more compelling than the need to keep up the charade. Looking into the camera was notoriously bad acting - unless it was a part of the story, which it now was. Tom zoomed in on Gina's face.

"Oh, oh, fuck me," her beautiful lips mouthed softly into the camera.

The camera witnessed a beautiful nineteen-year-old woman being taken by the two, much older, men. She was all but naked. Her spectacular breasts danced on her chest, jostled by the rough sex she had forbidden with her words, but demanded with her body.

On the other side of the camera, Tom watched his sweet young wife, naked and beautiful, begging a strange man to take everything she had right in front of her husband. She continued to meet each of Ed's strokes with one of her own, making sure his penis filled her completely and relishing each stroke of his shaft along her engorged clit.

Soon Ed was cumming, emptying himself inside Gina as they both groaned in sexual rapture. He was barely done when Sam let go of Gina and nudged Ed out of the way, muttering, "My turn."

Gina caught a glimpse of Sam's cock an instant before she felt him shove the thick, eight-inch rod into her pussy. She was already primed to cum from Ed's cock exploding inside her. Now she was being penetrated by an even larger tool, wielded with extra vigour by Sam, who was dying to have his way with this sweet little girl in a woman's body. After only a few thrusts Gina started to cum long and hard, gasping with Sam's every stroke. She grabbed her own breasts, mauling them, desperate to squeeze every erotic sensation out of her body.

Sam wasn't restraining her now. His hands were on the trunk, supporting himself, his genitals were his body's only point of contact with Gina. Neither was Ed restraining her. He was busy redoing his pants and slowly regaining his senses after using up all of his passion inside this beautiful young brunette.

Gina now lay splayed over the trunk, arms straight out to the sides, legs spread wide apart, no longer feigning any resistance at all. She looked up at Sam's face, the face of the stranger who she was letting take everything her body had to offer. She turned her gaze to Tom. She stared, open-mouthed, into the camera lens while she heard Sam groan and felt him spilling his juice inside of her. She didn't cum again. She knew she could if Sam took the time to let her. She also knew he wouldn't, and that was alright.

Sam withdrew and started to put himself back together. Gina remained in position, splayed over the trunk of the car, for a few seconds, enjoying the eyes of all three men on her dripping pussy. Finally, she stood up and retrieved a towel from inside the car.

She stood beside Tom, her dress hanging on her shoulders and wide open. Ed and Sam still couldn't take their eyes off her body and she wondered if they were already wishing they could take her again.

Tom turned his camera phone off. "So guys," he started. "I just uploaded that video to the Internet and linked to it from every local website I could find."

"What!" Ed yelled, a look of intense fear and anger mixed on his face.

"Just kidding," said a smiling Tom. "I'd say that reaction just cost you those ten years you said you'd be willing to give to have Jenny."

Before the men could decide whether to try to teach Tom a lesson for his brutal joke, the couple got into the car and left. It was a wrap.