You sludge your way through the dense forest, stepping over the rough, prickly underbrush and swatting at insects. The balmy tropical air is heavy and thick under the trees, and you wish you could find your way back to a path. You can’t believe the tour group decided to leave without you while you took a few minutes’ pit stop off the side of the trail. Worse yet, your efforts to catch up by cutting through the overgrown forest had drastically backfired.

On the bright side, if you’re lost forever, at least you’ll die in a tropical paradise.

Light shines through the trees on your right, luring you with the promise of a clearing. You brush past vines and fronds, thinking you’ll at least be able to get your bearings up ahead. The light gets brighter, and you hear something crashing.

Is that a beach?

You break through the jungle foliage and find a miraculous sight. A pleasant cove covered in milk white sand and filled with crystal clear water. Two cliffs hug the cove on either side, providing shelter from the rough ocean waves, allowing the water on the shoreline to gently lap at the sand.

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The sound of the gentle waves is steady and rhythmic, and the gorgeous beachside absolutely stunning. You gape enraptured. You knew that you were near the island’s shoreline, but nobody ever told you about this picture-perfect slice of heaven.

As your eyes adjust, you notice there are people here. Naked men and women of different skin tones and backgrounds, all sitting on the shoreline facing the water, their legs half submerged in the waves. Nobody spoke nor hardly moved. They were just staring out into the distance, their eyes glassy and heavy.

“Hello there! You’re new, aren’t you?” A dreamy voice sounded to your left. You look over and see a cute woman with short red hair and large, floppy breasts. She’s completely naked like everyone else.

“Uh, yes,” You stammer. “I…I’m trying to get back to park entrance?”

“It’s too hard to get back to the entrance,” A man’s voice said on your other side. You turn and see a muscular man with long dreads smiling at you. His ten-inch cock is half-erect and bouncing against his powerful thigh. “It’s easier to stay here…watch the ocean…feel good…”

“Isn’t it relaxing to watch the ocean?” The redhead says, grabbing your arm and pressing her tits into her body. “Isn’t the sun so sparkly on the waves? Can you hear the beat of the water?”

You gaze at the shining cove again, dazzled by the shifting beams of light. You hear the pulse of the water like a heartbeat.

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The man and the woman are leading you by the hands now. You don’t resist. You let them bring you closer to the water’s edge as your eyes trace the rise and fall of the clear waves. Up and down…fwoosh…up and down…fwoosh….back and forth…fwooooosshhh…

The man’s strong hands are giving you a wonderful shoulder massage while the woman whispers in your ear.

“You like watching the water…it feels natural…we all love watching the water…we love to feel good…the water makes us feel good…you want to feel good with us…”

“…yes…” you sigh. The man is rocking you back and forth with the rhythm of the waves. Back and forth…fwoosh.

The woman’s hands encircle your waist as the man feels your chest, his arms reaching around from behind.

“You will feel better if you’re naked for us,” the man murmurs in your ear.

“You want to take off your clothes. You want to feel the water.” The woman says, her fingers sliding under the waistband of your shorts. The water is so pretty and the sound of the waves so relaxing. You smile and nod, your eyes drooping down lazily.

The couple help you get out of your clothes, leaving them in a forgotten corner of the beach. You stand in the warm sunlight, watching the ocean, feeling the cool water lap at your bare feet in the soft sand. The couple run their hands over your skin and gently pull you down to sitting, taking their place on either side of you. The water rushes between your legs. It feels like a thousand silky hands bubbling around your sex, teasing your arousal.

The man and woman moan on either side of you as the water licks between their legs. The man is fully hard now and the woman is squeezing her breasts and teasing her nipples. You rest back on your hands and let your head roll back, feeling like the water is giving you the most delicious head of your life.

“Where…where is this…place? OH!” You say, flustered by the waves.

“Mmm…we don’t know,” the woman says.

“We all came here by accident. We all watched the waves. We all wanted to feel good…” The man said, wagging his phallus in the foamy surf.

“The cove takes care of us,” said the woman. “It gives us what we need. It makes us feel good…”

The shoreline hummed as the group of enthralled people writhed in pleasure from the gentle touch of the waves. You let the water stroke and lap against you, feeling the endless pulse take you up and down to new heights of ecstasy you never felt before.

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For hours and hours it went, until at last you see the sun dipping lower and lower, closer. Your head is swimming, completely stupefied by the relentless pleasure. You can feel a titanic orgasm building within you. Some of the people have paired up, the redhead is now bouncing, reverse cowboy style, on the man’s gigantic cock. You hear the moans around you get louder and louder as the sun touches the water.

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A little closer…a little nearer…the sun has almost set…

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The sun slips under the horizon. You cry out as your body spasm in a mighty orgasm as the rest of the congregation bellows and cums together, filling the cove with sights, sounds, and smells of sex.

The light fades and a wave of sleepiness overtakes you. Several people are lining up blankets and the buxom redhead leads you by the hand, her eyes vacant and her face beaming. You lie down, cuddled between the man and the woman and fall asleep, nuzzling her breasts and feeling his cock warming between your thighs.

Occasionally, you wake up to relieve yourself during the night. ON your way back, you see the water sparkling with blue cyan bioluminescence. Some of the other group members are awake as well, kneeling in the water and chanting mantras of obedience to the waves. You stare, mesmerized for a time, and then your body guides you back to your warm blankets, snuggling between your new friends.

In the morning. Everyone wakes and finds the shores lined with fresh fruit and fish, apparently washed up on shore. You help the group build and fire, and serve each other the nutritious breakfast, not a stitch of clothing to be seen on anyone. When your hunger has been sated, the surf begins to pick up, and you feel yourself dragged back to the shoreline, ready to let the wonderful cove soothe you into another lazy trance of arousal.

You’re not worried about finding your way back. Your old life isn’t important now. You’ve found paradise, worshipping the wonders of Hypnosis Cove.