A Reluctant Nudist Ch. 05

"No, never actually, he's so much smaller than you and he's got no idea how to touch me when he's doing it. I always fake it with him so that he doesn't feel too bad but I was beginning to believe that I couldn't ever get there with a bloke. That day made me realise what I had been missing out on. I told Helen all this just last week and she suggested I should spend some time with you, if I liked because you nearly always made her come."

Hearing this should have cheered me up but I got the feeling that Helen had just been a bit too flippant about offering me out as a sort of stud service to her friends, or should I say our friend, without having the decency of consulting me first. On the other hand I had just been handed probably the biggest compliment a man could ever get so it wasn't all bad. Of course, I was presuming that what Liz had just told me had been the truth, if it was then I suddenly had been given the licence to do what most blokes only ever dream about. If it wasn't then I could be getting myself into some very deep water if I were to take Liz up on her very inviting proposal. If the situation had been reversed however, and it had been me and another guy with Helen that day, would I do the same thing and offer her services out, somehow I don't think so.

Liz and I were now both laying down on our backs with me still contemplating the situation when uninvited she rolled over sideways towards me and started to rub some lotion on to my chest and shoulders then around my tummy area. The way she was angled was such that her right breast was resting on my right shoulder with her nipple just a tongue's distance from my mouth. Without even thinking about it I, lifted my head slightly and ran my tongue around the outside of it. My right arm was underneath and around her so I pulled her just a bit closer to me, taking her whole nipple into my mouth and gave it a hard suck and a gentle bite. In response she lowered her hand down on to my dick and began rubbing her lotion covered hand up and down it.

Even though I had been contemplating the possible ramifications only moments before of such a situation as this, the spontaneity of the moment overtook and aroused me faster than I could have imagined, my dick becoming rock hard.

I don't know what made me do it but I raised my head again looking sideways to see that our activities had not gone unnoticed and that there were more than just a few eyes watching Liz's now increased efforts on my nether regions. I took hold of Liz's wrist and pulled her back to a horizontal position beside me again, me turning now side on to her. She tried to pull me right over on top of her, probably thinking that I was about to fully consummate our newly verbalised understanding, but I resisted whispering that people were watching us.

"Let them watch if they like, I don't mind."

"Look, I can't hide the fact that I want to, but this is not the time or place for it, I think that maybe we should wait till we go home, what do you think?"

Liz looked up and along the beach and waived to a guy who was obviously still observing us, him turning away most abruptly and indignantly as if to pretend that he hadn't really been watching.

"Yeh, I suppose your right, but lets have another swim so I can cool myself down a bit, eh?"

She got no argument from me and we both ran down and dived in, me very conscious that my appendage was still rather firm and wagging like a dogs tail as I ran. Liz started to swim breast stroke along the shoreline and I caught up with her fairly quickly, grabbing her from behind around the waist. She did not resist and carried on swimming with me now moving my hands up and taking hold of each of her breasts. The mixture of sun lotion and water gave them a lovely smooth feel as I caressed her nipples between my fingers. Still she just continued to swim with me in tow, me using my own legs as extra forward propulsion. We were now quite a long way down the beach, away from the previously watchful eyes. The nude guy who was near here before had gone and there was no sign of his clothes so I assumed he had left. I lowered my right hand and located Liz's clit remarkably quickly and proceeded to rub it gently in a circular motion whilst still tweaking one of her nipples. We bottomed out on the sand as we approached the end of the bay and came to a stand still with Liz and I now pointing in at an angle towards the beach. The water was still deep enough so that only our heads and upper torsos were above water and Liz remained in the same position as I had held her while we were swimming, her breasts now seeming to float half in and half out of the water. She put one hand down between both of our legs and took hold of my stiffness and started to jerk me off in rhythm with my own actions on her clit. In for a penny, in for a pound I thought as I took my hand off her fanny and proceeded to position myself for the now seemingly unavoidable conclusion to our foreplay. Liz read my mind and before I could take myself in hand, so as to speak, she guided me in and pushed herself backwards in the same movement until from previous experience I knew that I was all the way in. I could immediately feel the warmth inside her compared to the fairly cool water around us, the feeling being surprisingly pleasant but somehow peculiar at the same time. I repositioned my hand around her hips and continued to manipulate her clit as I now started to pump in and out of her, determined to live up to her previously stated expectations of me. Even though most of the people on the beach were now at least sixty to seventy yards from us, I was sure that none of them would be in the slightest doubt as to what we were up to should they now be watching us. I had never done it before under water and the warm cold, warm cold sensation as I went in and out was a new experience to me. Excited by the moment, I started to lengthen my strokes so that I soon began to feel the resistance inside her that prevented me penetrating any further. Now entirely committed to satisfying Liz, I was momentarily distracted by something above us. In the corner of my eye I caught the reflection of something silver and realised that the guy I thought had left was actually sitting atop the rocks that were jutting out at this end of the bay, no more than thirty feet away, his watch reflecting the sun being the culprit that gave him away.

"Liz, don't look up now but there's someone watching us on the rocks above."

"I don't care, just don't stop now, please don't stop,"

she replied, her breathing giving away her imminent state of climax.

Although now not so concerned about satisfying my own sexual needs, I speeded up my pace and rubbed even harder as I caressed the area around her clit. Liz not taking my advice, looked straight up at the guy and almost yelled out the fact that she was about to come as if it was him she wanted to know rather than me. The water wasn't the clearest so although he knew what we were doing I was sure he couldn't see too much.

Although on the verge I managed to hold myself back but I stopped my pumping and stayed inside Liz feeling her strong contractions, assuring me that she was not putting on an act just to make me feel good. Sensing that I was still unspent,

Liz started to move backwards and forwards on me, but with the minimum of effort I extricated myself and swam up beside her. "Look, we can't do anymore, that guy must have seen everything, let's swim back up the beach and away from here," I said.

Liz looking up again one more time and smiling at the fellow, followed my lead and swam along side me until we reached our spot on the beach, getting straight out and laying on her back on her towel, me following.

"Sorry about that, but I was so close there was no way anything could have stopped me getting off, but why didn't you come too?"

"I did want to come but I was too concerned with that guy watching us to finish it, I suppose I'm a bit more inhibited than you are, didn't you mind him being there, watching us?"

"Not really, but if you had asked me would I do this a few months ago I would have said no way, but now having done it in front of you and Helen, it really didn't bother me at all. When Helen told me how much she enjoyed frigging herself in front of you and those two guys that day, I must admit that I did find it a bit weird but now I can see what she meant, it really does turn you on more when you know others are watching you."

"Yeh, I think I can start to understand that now, it's as though you also lose your inhibitions when you lose your clothes, don't you think?"

"Absolutely, that's exactly what I've been thinking, I've been topless on the beach before, lots of times but never nude until Somers, but once I had got all my gear off, it just seemed so natural, just like doing it in the open, who really cares if people are watching, I certainly don't anymore."

She was right about inhibitions, once a women was out of her clothes in public, the change in attitude was unbelievable. The first time Helen stripped off she ended up as Liz had said, masturbating herself and screwing in front of people and now Liz had just allowed me to give her one knowing that not thirty feet away we were being watched. Not only had they both gone this far but, I believe, both had enjoyed it more because of the fact they were being watched by others. Did clothes make you inhibited or did inhibition make you wear clothes, an interesting conundrum?

Maybe this was like Adam and Eve in the garden of Eden being made to wear clothes because of the original sin, taking them off again gets rid of the sin or possibly just the guilt part. As we layed there I noticed that the other couple had swum down to where Liz and I had been before and were holding on to each other face to face and may well have been up to much the same thing that we had been a little while before. It was hard to tell but I gave Liz a nudge and said,

"Now look what you've started, every one wants to get in on the act."

"She's very attractive, don't you think. I bet you wish it were you up there with them giving her one too."

The thought had crossed my mind but I thought better about getting into a conversation with Liz which would only serve to complicate matters even more than my already confused mind could handle.

"Hey look Steve, I forgot but I've got something to show you," said Liz bringing a white envelope out of her bag.

Giving it to me I had no idea what I was about to see but as soon as I took the contents out I realised. These were the photos taken at the beach the day we had our threesome. Going through them they became increasingly more explicit in their content. Even the one I took of my hardness with the two girls in the background had been printed and surprisingly was in focus too.

"Where on earth did you get these developed? I was certain that no one would actually print them being so explicit."

"Well working in forensic we have our own lab and a lot of PJ's go through it."

""PJ's, what's a PJ?"

"Private Jobs, you'd be amazed how much funny stuff gets done there on the sly."

"But don't you mind the people you work with seeing you like this, could't they try to compromise you with them?"

"No way, Mick the guy who looks after the lab is a mate of mine and he's also gay, so I've seen plenty of his own stuff that would make these look very mild, he did mention however that he liked the look of you and would like to meet you sometime, so you see it pays to advertise."

"Have you told him what we got up to after these were taken, Liz?"

"Sure, he's pretty open minded. I even told him you were the first guy to ever make me come. He's actually a really nice guy, I'm sure you've seen him at my place before, he often comes over and has a bitch session with me."

"Yeah, I might know which one he is, I suspected that he might bat for the other team, you can tell just by the way he walks. I don't mind meeting him as long as he realises that I'm not the same way."

"Oh don't worry about that, after the way I described you, I'm sure he understands, although he did ask me if he could print an extra copy of that last photo you're holding."

Looking down at the shot of my erect penis in front of Liz and Helen finger fucking each other I must have had a stunned look on my face.

"Ah, got you there, I'm only kidding," laughed Liz.

"Good job too." I said.

"I wouldn't want too many of these floating around."

Liz assured me that there were only two copies of each made and handed me another envelope with another complete set in it. Most of them were very good considering her camera was only an instamatic, especially the ones I had taken. The one shot I liked most was the one I had taken of Liz standing full frontal on to me and attempting to lick her own nipple with a cheeky grin on her face. You could clearly see her fanny lips protruding out, giving her a look of innocence because of it's hairlessness but conversely also a look of sexual provocation at the same time as she was obviously aware of how sexy and titillating (no pun intended) she was being.

"Mick liked that one too, he reckons when he first printed it, it made him wish he was a lesbian."

The initial funniness of this comment went straight over my head, but as it sank in I couldn't help but start to laugh

with Liz joining in to a point that I'm sure some of the other people along from us must have thought we were on some sort of drugs.

Once we had stopped our cackling, a feeling of remorse came over me, the realisation setting in for what we had just done.

"Liz, do you think we should mention anything about today to Helen or just keep mum about it?"

"Oh no, if we said nothing, that would be like both of us cheating on her. I know how much you two care for each other so please don't think I would do this with just anyone, especially as I'm already seeing a married man. I know what it's like to always feel guilty about it. It's just that we three are now so close to each other it doesn't seem wrong and Helen did ask me to let her know every detail so that she could enjoy it too."

"I know you said she suggested bringing me here with you but are you sure she realised what we might get up to?"

"Of course, I was serious when I said that she wanted me to be gentle with you. She even asked me if I was on the pill so that there would be no little accidents."

"Christ, that never occurred to me, I thought all girls nowadays would be on it, you are, aren't you?"

"Don't panic, of course I am, there's no way I want a kid at the moment, or if it comes to it, maybe ever."

"Oh good, at least that's one thing we don't have to worry about then, anyway I didn't come before so it wouldn't really matter today."

"Steve, don't you know that you can get a girl pregnant regardless of whether you come or not. When you produce that wetness before you come, you know, seminal fluid, that contains sperm too and plenty enough to get a girl pregnant so don't ever rely on that for protection, that's why there are so many Catholics in the world. They think if you pull out before you come then it's safe, no way."

Liz never ceased to amaze me with her knowledge about these sort of things, I was learning a lot from her. Was it because she was a scientist or was it that I was just so naive and dumb about such matters. Maybe a mixture of both. It was getting towards four thirty and I had to pick Helen up from the train station at twenty past five so I suggested we go soon so that I wouldn't be late. Liz said not to worry we could pick her up together on the way back. This worried me slightly as I still wasn't convinced that honesty was the best policy concerning telling Helen about today but if Liz was with me there was no way that I could do otherwise. We both dressed, Liz only bothering to put her sarong back on, packed up our stuff and walked back to the Beetle. It was very hot inside so we left both doors open for a while to let it cool down a bit. As it was now about ten to five, there was no way I could get home and back to the station again in time so I agreed that we should both pick Helen up together.

The trip home was as before about half an hour with there not really being too much in the way of conversation between us, me being quite concerned about how Helen would react if told of what we had been up to. When we pulled into the station car park, the train was also just pulling in so our timing could not have been any better or later as it happened. I greeted Helen with my usual peck on the cheek and said I had a surprise for her, revealing that Liz was here to meet her too. She had remained in the car as she was in a no standing zone. Helen was genuinely pleased at this and gave her a big wave as she saw the car out front. I jumped into the back seat and Helen got into the front with Liz, squashing my foot under the back bar of the seat as she did. I didn't make much of a fuss although it did hurt incredibly, landing on an in-growing toe nail as it fell. I was probably feeling so guilty that I assumed that this might be poetic justice or even punishment for sins committed today so best off not push my luck. Helen, seeing our beach bags next to me immediately asked,

"Well, what have you two been up today, you both have a nice colour, did you make it to the beach like you mentioned Liz?"

A feeling of relief came over me as I realised that Liz had told the truth to me before about Helen knowing about it. Liz confirmed that we had, telling her that we had gone down to Blackrock and had had a really nice day.

"That's great, I knew you would both enjoy it, going for a day out together. I just wish I could have been there with you rather than being in a stuffy office all day. I know if I had told you to go Steve you probably wouldn't have gone what with me not being there so that's why I got Liz to ask you,

devious, don't you think?"

"Yes, you are probably right about that," I agreed.

"What is Blackrock beach like, did you get yer gear off?"

Liz replied that we both did eventually although she joked about me being a bit shy at first and how she had to take mine off for me.

"Good, I hope you took my advice and was gentle with him. Anyway I want to hear all about it later on, Liz why don't you join us for tea when we get home, and we can have one or two glasses of wine to go with it as well."

Liz gratefully accepted Helen's offer with me saying nothing and remaining quite subdued, still concerned about the outcome of any revelations about today's goings on.

When we arrived home about five minutes later, we all went up to our flat and Helen immediately went to get changed and have a shower as she always did after getting back from work. I said that I would go next as I was feeling quite sticky what with all the dried salt on me. Helen said that Liz should go next and that maybe I was forgetting my manners. It did not actually occur to me that Liz would have a shower here as her flat was only two minutes away but I apologised and said of course she should if she wanted to, Liz accepting gratefully. Whilst Helen was showering, I poured us all a large glass of Moselle each and gave one to Liz who was now sitting in the rocking chair, moving gently to and fro and looking very relaxed and content.

"You see, I was telling the truth about Helen saying what I said she had, she didn't mind about us going out for the day at all, did she?" said Liz.

"I never doubted it for a minute Liz." I replied, knowing that I was lying through my teeth and thinking that she probably knew it also.

"Anyway, are you going to mention anything about us two doing it?"

"Steve, I've already told you, she doesn't mind about it,

I mean she was the one who got you to do it to me that day on the beach, she wouldn't have let you if she had a problem with it would she?" was her rather sharp reply.