A Reluctant Nudist Ch. 03

After sunbathing for a while, we all went down to the beach and had a swim, the three of us now brave enough to remain nude and not even take our towels down with us. Playing around in the water the girls took it upon themselves to try to duck me and keep me held under water. This rough and tumble gave me the opportunity to deliberately manhandle both girls in a very physical manner, and also them me. In the unspoken rules of this playfight, it soon became evident that to the girls, no part of the my body was considered to be off limits when used in leverage to hold me down. I responded in kind and received no objections from either of them when my hands accidentally on purpose, made contact with their breasts and fannies as I attempted to fend them off. At one point Helen was behind me with her arms around my chest and Liz was in front of me with her legs wrapped right around me. I threw Liz backwards but she somehow managed to hang on to me with her legs gripping tightly, her arms flailing around treading water, trying to keep her head from going under. This close physical contact had again aroused me somewhat and looking down, my engorged member was now resting on a soft mattress of Liz's thick brown pubes. Like one of those moments when time becomes stretched, things started to happen in a kind of slow motion. Like a car jack, with each beat of my heart my erection became firmer and started to lift itself from it horizontal position and within just a few more pulses was standing upright and ready for action. I contemplated just how easy it would be to just to slip it right into her now as she struggled to keep her head above water. What could she possibly do in this position to resist? Liz called out to Helen to help her out as she was about to get pregnant and Helen managed to pull me backwards and under, me taking in about half a gallon of sea water at the same time. Coughing and spluttering, I almost choked my submission out to them saying that I was done for and was giving in.

By the time I got my breath back, the girls had got out of the water, their arms raised in mock victory salutes and both singing out some kind of feminist chant, the words of which I could't quite make out. They then both disappeared back up the beach, returning to our spot in the dunes.

Remaining in the water, I swam along the shore line for a while, trying to look inconspicuous as I scrutinised all the other people on the beach. I wondered, as some of them had been watching our horseplay, if any of them had seen my previous state of arousal and what they would have thought about it. Would this type of conduct have me banned from here for life or was this just acceptable behaviour for a nudist beach? They all seemed to act so naturally as they sunbathed and swam around even though they were all naked. I estimated that you were probably only considered a real nudist when you could come here and spend a whole day without getting a hard on. It was effortless for girls to act normally as it was hard to tell if they were getting sexually aroused and even if they were, it was easy to hide. I noticed that quite a few of the girls there today, like Helen, were devoid of pubic hair and although some of them were probably in their early teens and still pre pubescent, others were mature enough to show that their complete depilation was obviously deliberate, meaning that they must have shaved it all off as well. I was wondering if this was purely a sexual thing, done just to show off more of their genitals or if maybe this was some sort of female nudist personal grooming etiquette, like shaving underneath their armpits. Greg the photographer had said that there were no degrees of nudity, either you were nude or you weren't but I would have to disagree with this summation as the girls without pubic hair definitely looked nuder than ones with. I knew that Helen shaved hers because she claimed it felt better but she had also admitted that she enjoyed the extra attention she got down there as a direct result, so who knows? These very interesting questions ran around in my mind as I swam along taking in the free peep show but I soon decided that I wouldn't spend too much time worrying about them.

When I got back to our spot in the dunes both the girls were laying on their backs. Helen had her legs together with her knees up but Liz had her legs wide open and laying flat on the ground. My original spot between them was taken up with bits and pieces from the bags we had taken with us so I had to put my towel down in front of them after I had finished drying myself off. As I literally had a ring side seat from here and I half expected Liz to show some modesty by closing her legs but she brought one leg up by bending her knee and let it swing down sideways, if anything opening herself up even wider. Other than when she had her legs around me in the water, this was probably the first time that I had the opportunity to see all of her, close up with nothing hidden. She was, as she had warned us, very hairy around the fanny area with a small trail of hair that ran all the way up to her navel. Even with her legs wide open like they were, it was not possible to see any hint of her lips or anything else. Her breasts were large and round but still sat like two round globes that had been just stuck there, even though she was laying on her back. Her nipples were small and bright pink, the outside being about the size of a twenty cent piece and the actual nipples themselves small but continuously erect. She also had a light down of hair that ran down between her thighs to the top of the back of her legs. I must have been staring a bit too much as Liz made eye contact and remarked,

"I know what your thinking."

I wondered what she was about to say as I was almost completely flaccid and hoped I was not about to be accused of having any deviant thoughts or anything.

"You're thinking about how hairy I am aren't you?" she continued.

"No, not at all," I replied, lying through my teeth.

"I was just thinking about how much nicer you look without clothes on."

Helen piped up and bailed me out somewhat saying that Liz should be very proud about how lovely her body looked, adding that she thought Liz had the most perfect boobs she had ever seen on a woman.

"Don't tell me you didn't notice those guys down there checking you out when we walked back, I've always dreamed of having boobs like yours," she went on.

"That's funny, " said Liz,

"I was only thinking just before, the very same thing about your tits, about how perfect they were and how I would gladly swap them for mine and not have to carry these two huge jugs round for the rest of my life. If I could just lose some of these and some of this excess hair, it would make me a much happier little vegemite."

"Well that's not a big problem, at least you can shave most of your hair off, but I'll never get my boobs to be that size now, can I?" replied Helen.

Now in my opinion, both of them had figures that any girl in their right mind would be proud of but it seems that the grass is always greener and there is always something about themselves that all women think is not quite good enough.

"Well I think you're both gorgeous but if we stay in this sun too much longer we will all soon be looking like over cooked lobsters," I added.

After another hour or so of sunbathing and swimming we decided to call it a day and make our way back to the campsite where we showered and changed before going to the local hotel at Balnarring for tea. I'm sorry to say but the sun had taken it's toll on us all and we were all very tired quite early, only staying for a couple of drinks after tea before heading back to our tent. It still felt weird undressing in front of each other in the tent, especially with both Helen and liz comparing their tans by torchlight. The showers earlier had brought out the contrast between the sun affected areas and those that had been missed, the overall effect being more of a slightly burnt, red tone than the required tan colour that we had all hoped to achieve. They both concluded that next day they would have to raise their arms, open their legs and in Liz's case, lay with the underside of her boobs facing the sun to eliminate some of the more whiter bits that they discovered by contorting their bodies every which way in front of each other. Although tired, their boob lifting and leg opening displays still had the ability to get my old fella standing seriously to attention again but as I was laying on my front as I watched, I was the only one aware of it. I decided to turn over so that they could appreciate the natural resource now available to them both but my manoeuvre was to be in vain as far as my intentions were concerned, the two of them now settling down either side of me. It was agony to be champing at the bit, so as to speak, me laying on my back making my own tent with the light cotton sheet that covered us all, with two beautiful, naked women laying each side of me, on their sides and both with their backs to me. They were both soon sound asleep, well before I was and I had to regrettably concede that there was to be no menage a trois as I had hoped, just three tired souls who all eventually got a good night's sleep.

The next morning we got up early, having had more than our allocated eight hours of slumber. After putting on our togs we all went to have our showers which seemed to take the girls an eternity. Feeling refreshed we then went and had some French croissant rolls for breakfast at the same local milk bar that we had lunch at the day before. After returning to the camp site we packed up our tent and as the morning was still young, we decided to do a bit of site seeing further around the bay before going back to the previous day's spot. We eventually ended up on a dirt track that lead to a deserted beach which appeared completely devoid of any sign of human life. As it seemed so quiet and unspoilt we thought that it might be nice to claim it for ourselves for the day. Curiously, there were no other people around at all and we soon worked out why as we walked along the beach a bit further. We came across a fallen over sign that said that this was a restricted naval reserve area and entry was restricted. The sign did not actually say who it was restricted to, so as we could still not see anyone in either direction, we didn't think that there would be any harm in us staying there, at least until someone came along and told us to leave.

We went back to the car and got our things and returned to a spot just this side of the fallen sign, just in case we were challenged. This time we set up our towels on the beach itself and very soon we were all as nature intended. I even layed down on my back first up and quickly felt very content in the warm morning sun.

After a while Helen and Liz went for a swim. It wasn't until they both returned and were walking back towards me that I noticed that something about Liz was obviously different from the day before. Liz, although not completely smooth, had shaved around her fanny, leaving just a nicely trimmed and cropped area around the water hole (so to speak). Even the soft down that had been on Liz's belly and legs was missing. I couldn't help but stare and as they came closer. Neither of them could have been under any allusion as to what I was starring at as they approached.

"Well, how do you like mine now?" asked Liz as she stood directly over me, legs apart and with her hands on her hips. My mouth became instantly devoid of moisture and I found it hard to swallow or even utter a single word as I looked directly up at her now clearly visible fanny lips.

Eventually I managed to croak the word "beautiful" which came out as more of a cough than as a spoken word.

"I'm glad to hear it." Liz replied.

"Helen was right, she thought you might prefer it this way," she added.

It occurred to me that this must have been the reason why they had taken so long in the shower block this morning. As was typical now, I could feel myself getting aroused down below again, so I excused myself and ran the ten yards or so to the ocean for a swim, both girls making whistling noises at me as they saw my predicament bouncing in the breeze. Even the cool water didn't make too much difference to my privates as I swam around and considered the ramifications of what had just happened.

Looking towards the beach, I could see Helen and Liz still standing up. Helen had a small camera in her hand and was taking some photos of Liz who was obviously in the process of posing for her. Not wanting to miss anything, I decided to rejoin them, regardless of the fact that I was still at half mast. When I picked up my towel to dry off, Liz asked me if I could take a photo of her and Helen together so I let it drop, to raised eyebrows from the both of them. Thankfully, the cool water had taken care of some of my arousal problem but I was finding it very difficult to concentrate on what I was doing, what with two very attractive women posing nude right in front of me.

This was Liz's own instamatic camera and she said she was going to surprise her boyfriend with these shots. Helen then took one of me and Liz together. I had a mental bet with myself that this was one she wouldn't show him. Liz then took a couple of Helen and I together and I asked her if I could take a few of her by herself with her camera. Consenting, she put on some fairly suggestive poses, one with her hands pushing up her breasts and her tongue out licking her own nipples. Seeing as she was in a playful mood, I thought that I would put the challenge to her, just to see if she really would pose as Helen had done in the Somers photos. Liz looked a bit doubtful but replied that she would do it as long as Helen would be in them too. Helen, without hesitation joined Liz, asking me how I wanted them both. Unfortunately there were only about eight shots left on the film so I had to think carefully so as not to waste any of them.

Firstly, I got them to lay down on the wet, firm sand, side by side, resting up on their elbows almost facing each other. I had them put their inside legs straight out and touching each other and to bend their outer legs at the knee and point them outwards at a forty five degree angle with their outside hands resting on their raised knees. Both of their open fannies were now completely accessible to my view. Liz had even bigger inner fanny lips than Helen had and like hers they also protruded out, separating nicely. I couldn't help notice how much her lips looked liked a large folded over dried apricot, even the texture was the same. With both girls smiling at the camera, I clicked off the first shot. Helen, as usual was concerned about the size of her nipples so I got the bottle for them so that they could give themselves another generous covering of sun lotion. This, as always, proved very effective, now producing a quartet of four nicely erect nipples. I got them to keep the same pose as before but this time I thought that I would see if they would take their hands off their knees and hold open their fanny lips with their middle and index fingers. I was fairly sure that Helen would do it but I had my doubts as to wether Liz would go that far. Helen immediately knew how I meant and did it exactly as I asked. Liz, hesitated momentarily, me thinking that she would back out. But to my unexpected delight, after scrutinising closely, the precise positioning of Helen's fingers, she copied the pose exactly. Now with their lips spread so delectably, both girls displayed that moist inner glistening that normally meant just one thing, the evidence that they were both getting aroused sexually.

Next, I thought that I would really stretch the limits (and some other things as well) by suggesting that they retain the same pose but this time, hold each other's lips open instead of their own. I again, had my doubts as to whether they would do it as it wouldn't have surprised me if this girl to girl physical contact thing might have freaked them both out. Not only did they immediately oblige but they did it with the added bonus of both sticking out their tongues and touching each other's with them, mouth to mouth.

In the kneeling position that I was taking the photos from, I could see that both girls were getting even wetter and for the next shot I dared them, not only to spread each others lips apart but also to place their middle fingers inside of each other. To my elation, there were still no objections forthcoming to this request either and they both inserted their fingers into each other, Liz having to lick her's first before it would go all the way in. I got a couple of shots of this before, without prompting, Helen started to push her's in and out of Liz's fanny. Liz did seem a bit taken a back at first but soon she soon got over the initial shock and returned the favour by again copying Helen's actions. They were both now in perfect unison as they began to increase the momentum, completely losing the pose I had got them in. This was without doubt, probably the most erotic thing I had ever seen, two beautiful naked women, uninhibitingly masturbating each other's hairless fannies, now with their tongues openly exploring each others mouths, and all because I had asked them to.

I had but a single shot left, so as the girls were well into bringing each other off, I just stood up, pointed the camera down and took the final one of my now fully erect penis with the girls below me in the background. This might be more of a surprise for her boyfriend than she had meant it to be, I thought.

Watching them pleasuring each other so enthusiastically, I found myself feeling just a bit left out. I put the camera down on a towel, took myself in hand and started to slowly massage my own, now rock hard member. Even my personal self pleasuring couldn't serve to distract me from watching both girl's violently gyrating lower halves as they recoiled up and down on the sand, rapidly approaching their mutual orgasms. Helen was first to announce that she was coming and as if in a combined crescendo, Liz simultaneously began to wail that she was coming too. Like two exhausted athletes who had just completed the one hundred yards dash, they both uncoupled, breathlessly rolling over onto their backs in unison and commenced to suck in air as if it was now a rare commodity.

The next few minutes of time seemed to go on for ever as I touched myself whilst watching them both gradually regain their composure. Now the tables had been turned, instead of it being me watching them as before, it was now the both of them watching me. I couldn't help but notice just how intently both of them were observing my performance either. The two of them were casually laying back on their elbows and just as calmly watching me pull myself off. Having now suddenly become the centre of attention, made me feel rather self conscious about what I was doing. Not enough, however, to make me want to stop my pleasurable activity, with me now speeding up in an effort to catch up with the girl's evident state of contentment.

"Hey, take it easy or you'll come before we get a chance to enjoy it," said Helen.

"Yeh, don't waiste it on the sand when you could be puting it to so much better use." Liz added.

"And what would you both suggest?" I asked, still tugging away, having slowed down somewhat on her advice.

Helen then opened her legs and spread her lips again as if in answer to my question but to my astonishment she then put her other arm around Liz's neck and pulled her head down to her opened crotch. Liz went along with it, instinctively knowing without words what was expected of her and within seconds she had her tongue diligently flicking all around Helen's fanny.

"You should be able to work this one out for yourself." Helen replied, now throwing her head back in delight.