Losing Control (18+)

Sarah saw Michael's hard-on from beyond the clothed border called his pants and licked her lips in sultry anticipation.

'Now it's time to skin the fish,' Sarah thought as she finally began her plan to get in Michael's pants.

"Hey, you seem a little hot. You sure you still need more beer?" Sarah asked in mock worry as she brought herself closer to Michael's arms and pressed her breasts against them as she took her chance.

But Michael only felt humility and shame as he felt his erection through his pants, 'What am I a teenager!? Why in the world did I just get hard from just her touch? That makes no sense!?'

The man was losing his mind over the fact he got hard just from her touch. What's next, cum if she just breathes on it? Not a chance!

But at the same time, he was also slowly losing his grip as the alcohol finally entered his system. And this was all according to Sarah's plan.

'I've learned from those guards I tried to seduce before. The second one was especially strong against my Seductress's Aroma skill, and because of that I almost lost my targets. If that first guard hadn't jumped on me to hump my ass first, then I wouldn't have been able to seduce those two,' She thought as she saw Michael holding himself back despite going through more than ten seconds of her Aroma skill and being stimulated by her touches.

[Seductress's Aroma has run out!]

'And speak of the devil. Well, luckily I planned out this scenario before and already had the alcohol ready. Got to bring down his inhibitions with intoxication first before I can start properly working on him.' Sarah thought as she saw Michael look at his beer with suspicion.

And indeed he was suspicious. It was weird for him to get hard just from a touch of a woman. Sure the gal before him was sexy, but it didn't warrant him suddenly getting hard for no reason.

'Is there ginseng in here?' He thought with suspicion before he suddenly felt the acrid taste in his mouth return from before.

'Shit, fuck it. I'll just down the whole thing. I'm sure nothing bad will happen,' Michael thought as he finally down the rest of his drink to the surprise of Sarah sitting beside him.

She remembered how the man was looking at the drink with suspicion but still drank it fully down his gullet. Talk about gung-ho.

And with a final gulp, Michael brought down his bottle to the bed as if a hammer and iron, and slammed it down as he asked, "Another one please." To Sarah beside him.

Sarah froze for a moment as she saw the reckless man asking for another before resuming back into her persona and giving him another bottle of beer.

"Sure thing, here you go! Now don't get too drunk in my tent. Or else I'll have to haul you outside like a ragged cloth you understand me?" Sarah said with a light-hearted smile and chuckled as if she was starstruck by the man beside her. Shifting her position slightly as she slowly and slowly got closer to Michael's erect crotch 'by accident.'

"Come on, tell me a bit about yourself, We will be staying here for a while so might as well exchange a bit of stories," Sarah said as she pressed her ass against his leg slightly in a non-conspicuous way as she started her effort in seducing him.

Michael looked at Sarah for a moment before he began one of his most original stories, "I'm just a noble kid in the outback with a bunch of friends. Nothing special. Nothing worthy of note at all. I haven't some kind of mystical dragon with a heroic sword or such. I just live my life how I see fit. That's all."

Sarah didn't necessarily feel much from that information except for one thing. Pessimism.

'If I didn't have that alcohol I would've been screwed in place. Thank god for my idea of beer,' Sarah thought to herself in relief before she whistled at Michael in fake surprise.

"Living your life how you see fit, huh? That sounds like something not many can do," Sarah said as she took a drink out of her body before putting it back down and hearing Michael's reply.

He replied with a drink of his own and answered back with a gulp, "Maybe, maybe not. Who knows. Cuz I don't definitely don't know. But how about you tell me a bit about yourself..."

And just like this, half an hour went by as Michael and Sarah just talked back and forth about each other's interests and life stories. And as the time went by, Sarah slowly made Michael open up to her as she made flirtatious comments and movements at times as she shot out her Seductress's Aroma in short bursts of a few seconds before finally finding the man fuming with lust but seated near her bed with a calm persona.

And that's when the widow pounced on her prey.

Sarah now held Michael close to her chest as she saw the man slowly bring his hands towards her as he tapped her on the shoulder, rub her back in comfort to her loses in the stories she told, and shift his feet back and forth and sometimes accidentally grazing it near hers as he looked into her eyes.

With these subtle gestures from Michael, Sarah knew that the man was subconsciously comforting up to her physical presence and on a journey to see if he could get her to be comfortable with him.

This is also when Sarah reciprocated with her own subtle gestures of intimacy. Slowly leading up till the two of them had each other in their arms as they began kissing passionately with raw emotions and lust pulsing in the air.

As Sarah sat on Michael's lap and slowly grinded upon him, the man in question couldn't think in his maddened state with a rational mind.

Like always, Sarah brought the beast out from her victim's hearts. And Michael wasn't any different.

Even if he had impeccable willpower, he still chased into Sarah's arms out of his own volition. The intoxication from the alcohol along with Sarah's subtleness, made the man fall to his knees and lose all inhibitions as he began to fall into his lust like a horny teenager having his first time.

But unlike a teenager, he had experience regarding the activities associated with lust and pleasure. He knew just what to do after the first kiss.

And that was to get naked.

Michael separated from Sarah's lips for a moment as he went to the bottom of her gown and lifted the red cloth in one fell swoop. Blessing him with the sights of seeing her erotic mounds bouncing before his eyes like jelly.

And seeing those mounds surely made him hornier than he was before. This was evidently illustrated by him grabbing those mounds in his hands and kneading them as he felt the suppleness and softness of the flesh, before bringing his face and sucking on those tits.

"Ah~" Sarah moaned as she felt the suction on her nipples with slight stings of pain from Michael's small bites on them. Leading her to grab his ponytail and softly pull it back, only to feel the sting on her breasts intensify as she felt them being pulled along with his lips still stuck on her breasts like a suction cup.

"Nh~!" With another bite from Michael, Sarah let go as she let the man do whatever he wanted. All the while bringing her own hands towards his pants as she pulled them back to reveal a throbbing cock that she was sure to soon be rammed with.

Unfortunately, she couldn't see it since the man's head was blocking the view. So all she could do was feel around the veiny phallus as she began to jerk her hand back and forth along with the motions of Michael's sucking on her mounds.

Soon, a rhythm was formed between the two as Michael sucked, and Sarah jerked. Both followed each other's flow as they soon began to ramp up with pleasure in their sweet spots. Hoping to blow their minds with an orgasm as soon as possible as the pumping dopamine in their brains deemed it so.

But soon, Michael separated. He took his lips away from Sarah's slightly red nipples as he quickly took off his shirt and got Sarah off him and carried her away to her bed.

When Michael picked her up, Sarah asked, "Why did you stop?"

Only to be answered with, "Cause I want to enjoy my time with you a bit longer."

Hearing his answer, Sarah was laid down on the bed gently. Which now allowed Michael the freedom to take off his pants and finally free himself from the shackles of human-invented fur. Now allowing himself the full freedom of movement to go to town on Sarah's body as if it was a playground.

With both now completely naked, Michael went ahead and splayed Sarah's legs open. Free for him to conquer.

He went forward with his lower body, and with precise aim slammed it into Sarah's pussy like a canon firing into a ship.

"Ahh~!" Sarah moaned as she gripped the sheets under her body in ecstasy. Feeling Michael's hot throbbing rod inside her pussy filling her to the brim.

Feeling this pleasure, she grabbed Michael's head in her hands and undid the bindings that kept them together.

Revealing his soft black hair falling to his shoulders, Sarah pulled him towards her lips and kissed him.

With that vicious thrust, Sarah knew that it meant she was finally reaching her goal throughout this seduction.

Getting him drunk, using aphrodisiacs, inviting him alone in a tent where no one would know she was alone with him, and using her looks and touches while speaking...

What did this mean? Why would Sarah possibly go through all of that trouble just to seduce this one young man?

Well, that was because of one little feature that Michael had. The one thing that made her change all her plans. Just one little word...

Maturity. That was the description that tipped her off into doing all of these stunts just to seduce this man.

If mature people are obsessed and surrounded by self-control...

Then Sarah just had to break that apart with all of the skills and abilities she had in her arsenal.

It was to make the civilised, back into a beast. That was the goal to conquer a mature man.

And with that rough thrust from the slightly tipsy Michael, Sarah had opened the doors to let the beast out.

Because in the end, no one could have more control than Sarah. Even if she had to get ravaged, she would make sure this one fact would never change. Even in her death.

With a glint of malevolence in her gaze and a delightful smile, Sarah looked into Michael's sharp brown eyes as she thought...

'Finally... he's losing his cool.'