A Reluctant Nudist Ch. 03

Liz had moved around into a doggy position between Helen's spread legs which left me almost immediately behind her. I positioned myself accordingly but hesitated momentarily, wondering wether Liz was going to voluntarily consent to my next move. As if in an attempt to allay any doubts, Liz then slipped her hand up from between her own legs and widely spread her inner lips apart, without lifting her head. Seeing this bright pink and extremely moist passage way opened up in front of me, the decision had been automatically made for me. Not having any hindrance of hair to get in the way, I didn't even have to use my hands to assist me as I perfectly positioned my now rock hard member at her entrance and eased it forwards.

Although very wet, she was still extremely tight and it took at least three or four good hard lunges, with me pulling back on her hips quite strongly, before realising that I was about as far in as I was ever going to get. Even though I had forced myself in to her as far as possible, I still had at least an inch or so of myself to spare. Although her limited capacity to accomadate me surprised me a bit, it still did not manage to distract me from the duty ahead. As I proceeded to thrust my substantial member in and out of her even more vigorously, she gasped out loudly, waiving her hand around in the air like some sort of signal to halt. I instinctively stopped, thinking that I might have been too big for her. She lifted her head momentarily.

"No don't stop, don't stop, that's great, I just want you to fuck me even harder," Liz pleaded as Helen quite roughly pulled her back down by the hair, as if scolding her for discontinuing her oral activities.

Placing my hands around her big pendulous breasts, I commenced giving them both a generous fondling whilst at the same time, pulling on her nipples. All the while I did this, I had a good view of Helen adeptly manipulating the exposed tip of her own clitoris as she competently utilised her own fingers to make up for Liz's lack of dedication. Watching my wife squirming around on her back with her eyes closed as she made ooh and ahh noises, only motivated me to root Liz even harder.

Liz reached climax first in a surprisingly short amount of time with a howl that would definitely have given away our position should anyone else have been around. Luckily we still seemed to be alone and Helen's eratic breathing told me that was also very close to reaching climax again as she again pulled Liz's hair, quite roughly this time, to get her to finish her own assignment. This task, fortunately only took just a few moments more with Helen's fingers puting in probably most of the required effort. Her cry of rapture as she arched her back in ecstacy, banging her arse up and down repeatedly onto the soft sand, was almost as loud and as passionate as Liz's had been.

All the while I had kept up my steady thrusting as far as Liz's tight pussy was concerned. Now that she was freed of her own obligation, she raised herself up on her arms and started to make heavy breathing noises again. I was fairly certain by the way that she was now moving her hips aggresively backwards to meet me every time I pushed into her, that there was a good chance that I could get her to come again in a short space of time if only I could maintain my present energetic rhythm.

Meanwhile Helen had slipped out from below Liz and had positioned herself behind me. She had taken my balls in one hand and was gently squeezing them as I was thrusting in and out of Liz. I then experienced something so ecstatic that my senses were confused to the point of distraction. It felt like Helen had placed one of her fingers inside my arse and was massaging something inside. This extraordinary and completely unexpected sensation caused me to go quickly beyond the point of no return and I immediately started to ejaculate without the usual warning signs that my body normally gave me. This climax was stronger and more powerful than any other I had ever had in my whole life, reverbarating throughout every sinue of my now sensitive body. My cries of rapture seemed to elevate Liz over that final hurdle as well. Still with one hand fondling her left breast and the other now concentrating on vigorously massaging the area around her clit, she started to come within a few seconds of my first gush, me feeling her contract and release as strongly as I have ever felt a girl come in all my love making experience.

Feeling as if my balls had been completely sucked dry by Liz's powerful contractions, my shrinking member was all but extruded out of her fanny with a popping sound as I watched some of my own cum squirt back out over me as she still continued to move her hips in an involuntary manner.

My member was so covered in this mixture of juices that I was at a loss to know how to wipe it all off, most things being covered in sand. I was coated in perspiration and extremely hot and I desperately needed to cool off. I ran down to the water and dived in. The instant cooling effect of the sea seemed to massage me all over and it felt so satisfying that I called to the girls to join me.

After about ten minutes the girls both followed. While Helen swam around, Liz was kneeling up in the shallow water and splashing water up onto herself. She couldn't get over just how much spunk I had pumped into her as she repeatedly squeezed her inner muscles to dispel as much as she could. She said that she didn't mind though as this was such a convenient way to clean herself off, being in the water and having no hair to get messed up as she washed the excess fluids out from between her legs. I had just cleansed myself in much the same way and I suppose at this point watching Liz wash my spermal juices out from inside of her most intimate parts, I reasoned that I should have been feeling at least the slightest bit remorseful. However, having just screwed one of my wife's best friends right in front of her, the only emotion I was aware of was a serene sense of euphoria, not the guilt which I thought would accompany such an act of infidelity. I guess that there was no real reason for me to feel guilty about what I had done but as usual my subconscious mind could only conclude that as I had sexually enjoyed myself in a morally questionable way, then it was my innermost duty to have to somehow pay penance for this crime and subsequently mentally berate myself for some appropriate amount of time.

"Well not this time mister," I mused.

I was not going to allow myself to start feeling rotten about something that had indisputably been so enjoyable. Anyway, it was not as though I had been unfaithful to Helen in any way because after all, it had only been at her personal instigation that I had gone all the way with Liz (or all of the way excluding an inch or so, in her particular case.)

Returning with me up the beach, Helen confided in me that although she had never discussed it with me, or anyone else for that matter, she had just fulfilled one of her oldest fantasies and it had turned out to be every bit as good as she had always imagined it would be. I thought that she meant having another girl touch her that way but she had used the term "menage a trois" a couple of times so with my limited knowledge of French, I concluded that it was probably the threesome thing she was referring to instead. In a while, after all covering each other in sun lotion, we all settled down to some more serious sunbathing again.

The girls got chatting and began to discuss our threesome in a very offhand fashion, both were relating the highlights of their own orgasms in intricate detail. Considering the intimate nature of this subject, I couldn't help but compare their manner of conversation to that of a bunch of guys on a Monday morning at work debating the good and bad points of a footy match after a big game. Liz reckoned that because of my size and her doggy position, I had gone in further than anyone had ever done before and stimulated her G spot. This was all new to me as I had never heard of this before but I nodded in agreement as if I knew what she was talking about. Helen told Liz that this was the first time another girl had ever touched her that way and that she had loved every second of it. Liz mentioned that this was her first time with a female as well but she would love to let a girl go down on her sometime, just to see what it felt like. I interjected that the day wasn't over yet so maybe she just might find out before too long. I asked Helen about her finger insertion trick and enquired how come she had never tried it on me before. She replied that she had read about it in one of the forum mags at work but this was the first time she actually felt game to try it. She said that it was the strangest sensation, feeling me come from the inside and rather than being jealous, the sight of my old fella raming in and out of another girl's pussy had actually turned her on even more.

"Just talking about it now has made me wet again, look." She opened her legs and pulled back her lips to show us that she was almost dribbling with juice down there. I put my finger just under her vaginal entrance and wiped off some of it that was running down between the crease of her arse. Liz looked at me saying,

"Taste it, go on, it really tastes good."

I hesitated and Liz took my hand and licked the juice off my finger. The way she sucked on it was very erotic and while she did this she had put her other hand down to her own crotch and came up this time with another wet finger but this time it was also covered in a mixture of my cum as well as her own juices.

"Cum tastes even better," she said as she proceeded to lick her other finger, interspersed with yum yum noises.

Both girls were laughing as she did this in a most sensual way.

"What do you think Helen, do you like the taste of Steve's cum?" she asked.

"I don't really know, I've never been game to taste Steve's before, but that photogrhapher's guy's cum tasted really salty the last time we were here," she replied.

"Wow, did you suck him off in front of everyone?" Asked Liz.

"No, of course not, but when his cum hit my leg after he pulled himself, I had nothing to remove it with so I just wiped it up with my fingers and licked them clean." Helen replied almost with an inference of pride.

Although I had not quizzed her about that incident, I somehow knew that this was what had happened that day. I just couldn't bring myself to ask her in case it had been true. I didn't want to believe that she could actually taste and swallow some other guy's cum, especially as she knew I was there watching her do it.

Liz layed back on her elbows and brought her knees up as she opened her legs widely.

"Well here's your big chance to find out what Steve's tastes like," she said with an inviting tone in her voice.

Helen looked at me as if seeking permission, to which I just nodded positively. As she went down, Liz helped her by pulling apart her own lips and Helen started to lick around her fanny entrance. I kneeled down to get a closer look, not wanting to miss anything. She came up for air a few times and I could see that she did indeed have the white juices all over her lips and was licking it off and swallowing it as well.

Although I had ejaculated myself no more than half an hour before, I was pleasantly surprised to find that this girl on girl activity had quickly restored my manhood to all it's former glory. A feeling of deja-vu came over me as I moved in closer behind Helen who had assumed Liz's previous doggy position. This time I got all the way in on one long thrust, without any of my length being surplus to requirements. This sudden intrusion made Helen raise her head as if in surprise as I started to pump in and out methodically, giving her arse a bit of a slap for good luck as well as a sort of punishment for what she had just revieled.

Meanwhile Helen started to give Liz's left breast a good old squeeze and was pulling on her nipple at the same time as well. This interested me greatly as it had never occurred to me that a girl would get any pleasure out of touching another girls tits, or having her own handled this way either but then in this never ending learning process, what did I know. She had also changed her tactics down below and was now giving Liz's clit a fair old flicking with her tongue, much to her delight, with Liz enthusiastically responding with commands like,

"Up a bit more, faster," and "Oh yes just there."

This time I felt that I was far more in control of myself and knew that I could hold off shooting my load a lot longer, so I adjusted my pace and started to pump in rhythm with Liz and Helen's movements. I knew just where to touch Helen's clit with my middle finger as I pumped her in and out and the fact that she was completely hairless down there made it so much easier to locate. I started to caress it in a circular motion and could feel the bottom of my penis as it moved back and forth. Each time I heard Helen starting to breath heavier, I would ease off a little because whenever she started to do this, she would begin to raise her head like Liz had done to her before and I knew that this would detract her from her own efforts. It occurred to me that now for the first time in my whole life I was trying to control two girl's orgasms at the same time by the way that I was pacing myself and I was aware enough to be genuinely enjoying every single second of it. Even though Helen did have the distraction of me trying to get her off, she still managed to make Liz come, again very loudly and surprisingly quickly. Seeing her get off like this, I knew that I could start to change my tactics with Helen.

I increased the momentum of my thrusting and associated clit rubbing on her whilst pulling back on her hair like a horses reins with my spare hand. With her head now yanked back, she responded by almost yelling,

"Harder, harder, yes, please fuck me harder."

Hearing her use this type of profanity again caught me completely off guard as I had only ever once heard her use this language once before. I instantaneously slowed down to which I copped another barrage of,

"No, fuck me harder, fuck me just like you fucked Liz!"

Almost as a punishment for this gutter language, I pulled on her hair even harder and pumped her like I was taking part in a rodeo. There was not a hint of gentleness in my actions now as I almost violently gave her all I had.

Then just as suddenly she screamed,

"Oh God, stop now, please stop now."

Oh Christ, I thought, not again, stopping mid lunge, I could only imagine that I had been too rough with her and that she was in pain. Her whole body was shaking like when you get goosebumps all over and you shudder from head to toe. She let out a loud sigh as if she had been holding her breath and was now letting go all the air inside her lungs. Even though I was still hard and half way in, I pulled out and she slumped forward off of her knees into a spread eagled position, flat out on her front. Neither Liz nor I quite knew what was happening and Liz asked her if she was okay.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine," gasped Helen.

"It's just that you're normally so gentle with me that I can never appreciate the build up to a strong orgasm like I can when I do it myself, you know from start to finish without any distraction. And I just did. I could feel it building and building up over my whole body but only I know exactly when to stop so it doesn't get unbearable. If you had kept going the feeling would have been too much, almost too painful. Getting you to stop like that, I managed to feel it explode inside of me at exactly the right moment and it fair took my breath away, I can tell you. Just give me a minute, I'll be fine."

Liz was now kneeling next to me on the sand and saw that I was still hard. With out anything verbal passing between us she put her hand around my dick which was now covered with Helen's love juices. She squeezed it tighter than I really would have liked and started to pull me off. I was still kneeling up, so I stayed that way and just went backwards to put my hands down to support myself and to also give her an easier angle from which to get to me. Helen had now sat up and was watching. She came over to us both and placed her hand beside Liz's.

"Looks like we're both going to have to help you out here, unless of course you want to do it yourself." Said Helen.

"Be my guest." I replied.

At this, they both skilfully started to jerk me off with a vengence with Helen commenting that it was good to be a bit rough sometimes. As they were such in a synchronised rhythm, I couldn't help but notice how their four beautiful breasts bounced up and down in unison. Seeing them kneeling in front of me with their gorgeous pussylips showing, I took the opportunity to slip a middle finger from each hand up into both of them. Despite their valiant efforts, I was nowhere near coming so I removed their hands from me and suggested that we all do ourselves instead, as it might be quicker. I got no arguments from either of them as they moved back slightly, Liz laying on her side but Helen remaining kneeling and all got stuck in to it. Knowing myself better than anyone it wasn't too long before I knew that I was about to blow but I tried to show no sign of it to either of them. When I did come, it spurted out under such a huge pressure that most of the first payload managed to deposit itself all over Helen's thigh. She reached down and wiped it up with the tips of her fingers and licked it off with just a hint of a smile and a shrug of her shoulders, a gesture reminicent of that time at Somers.

"Yum yum," she announced as she smiled at Liz.

"It tastes so much better fresh, doesn't it?" replied Liz as they both started to laugh out loud.

After my epic performance we all went for another swim where I managed to clean myself off. For the first time this week end, I can honestly say that even though I was alone with two beautiful naked women, not one sexual thought entered my mind as we swam and walked up and down the beach together. This complete lack of sexual tension felt quite peculiar but the overall feeling of euphoria that I was experiencing certainly made up for this total lack of gender awareness. I felt good, I think, because I knew that by doing what I had in front of them both, I had shown that I too had finally overcome a lot of my sexual inhibitions. I could now begin to fully comprehend just how Helen had felt that day when she had done the same thing in front of Greg and his mate.

As the best part of the afternoon was already gone, we eventually decided to pack up and head back to the car, which luckily for us was parked only about a hundred yards away today. I was not unaware that during this week end, I had probably fulfilled just about every man's favourite sexual fantasy and probably a few more on top. I couldn't help but wonder though if my sex life could ever be as good in the future as it had been today.

Driving home I was in for one more surprise. All three of us were sitting in the front of the car as the EH had one long bench seat. Helen was in the middle and fidgeting around a lot. I asked her to keep still but she complained that she had got a bit of sunburn on her shoulders and that her dress was making it worse by rubbing on it. Liz suggested she pull it down at the top but as much as she tried, she couldn't get it down. In frustration she pulled it up over her head and took it off completely, throwing it agressively onto the back seat as if to teach it a lesson. She had not put her pants back on because of the same reason so she was now sitting stark naked in between us.

"Ah, that's much better," she sighed.

There was very little traffic on the road and it was single lane both sides so I suppose no one could see in unless you were a truck going the other way. It was also getting on dusk so the light was fading fast.