A Reluctant Nudist Ch. 07

"Well, was I right?" asked Steve.

"Absolutely, I would have liked to be part of it but there not enough room up there for all of us, especially with the danger of being hit by flying breasts as well."

"What do you mean by that?" he mumbled.

"Exactly, that, Liz has got her top off and I'm afraid it could be a health hazard the way things are moving around up there."

"You're not serious are you?"

"Of course, go and have a bo-peep."

With this Steve stood up and went to the foot of the ladder and hesitated.

"Go on, have a look." I urged.

He climbed the ladder so slowly that it looked like slow motion. Without saying anything he came back down at about the same pace, probably without having been seen.

"Well, do I talk with forked tongue, white man?" I jested in my best John Wayne accent.

"No, not at all, I wonder what's come over that girl? I've never seen her behave like that before, wow."

"The only thing that surprises me with Liz or Helen is that either of them have got anything on at all," I said with a humorous tone to my voice.

Steve did not come across as a man who could be put off his train of thought too easily but what I had said had obviously troubled him somewhat, him asking me to explain. I went on to inform him that the three of us often shared moments in our flat and on the beach where there was not a stitch of clothing between us and that I was now quite used to seeing them both undressed and as nature had intended.

"You're having me on aren't you Steve?" he queried.

"No, not at all, in fact if what I am saying is not true, how would I know that between both those two girls, there's not one strand of fanny hair between them."

Talking with so much authority like this to another guy was making me feel quite macho, something that I had seldom ever felt before. I had an advantage over him and this did give me a rush of power that made me go on.

"I bet you a six pack that by this time tomorrow they will have both stripped off completely in front of everyone and you'll see that I'm right."

"Well, it seems I would have nothing to lose, except a few beers, so you're on, I think you're crazy though, I sure

Wouldn't want my missus showing herself off in public."

"I used to think the same thing, but believe me, once you get over the initial shock, there are a lot of benefits."

"Such as?"

"Well my sex life has improved so much, you wouldn't believe it, and it was pretty good to start with."

Hearing myself talk with such command, I couldn't believe I was having a discussion like this with another guy, it was very unlike me to ever talk about matters such as this with anyone, let alone someone I had only just met. I suppose that I didn't feel threatened at all by Steve the way I often did when in close quarters with Helen and other guys. He was so much like me, married young with very little previous sexual experience, as far as I knew anyway, and probably as naive as I was a few months before. For once I was the alpha male in a situation and I liked this feeling. If this situation had been reversed I could imagine myself saying exactly the same things he was now, but was it really up to me to enlighten him or was he better off going on the way he was now, never appreciating that there was more than a monogamous sex life to fulfil your needs.

When the girls finally came down, they all looked like they had had a good workout and were chatting about who would have the first shower. Pepper said that she was going to have a swim to cool off instead, removing her leotard to reveal an orange one-piece swimsuit underneath. Jane decided to join her.

I noticed that Liz had put on a t-shirt as well now and I asked her if she had turned a bit shy, in the same tone of voice that she had used on me that day at Blackrock. All I got for my smart remark was a flick from the end of her towel which made good contact with my arse and the resulting cracking sound brought a round of laughter from all the girls.

"Listen you guys, us girls have only brought you along for the week end to be our sex slaves, so just watch it," Liz added.

"Pick me, pick me." I retorted as all of the girls excepting Helen dived off the back of the boat.

It never ceased to amaze me how natural swimming came to all Australians. Every single aussie I knew could swim better and more effortlessly than anyone I had ever known in England. I was eleven years old before I learnt to swim and that was only because the method of teaching English kids was to throw them in the deep end on the first session you had at secondary school.

While Helen had her shower, the other two girls swam out further than I would have ever dared, out into the lake until it was hard to see them. We had both finished our breakfast by the time they had returned and clambered back up the ladder to the main deck. As most of the population lived close to the sea and those that didn't were close to warm swimming pools, most kids could swim by the age of three or four and I suppose it was no wonder that they were so good.

Even in the middle of summer in England, the water temperature was only slightly above freezing at the best and within five minutes of getting in the cold did not feel so bad because your body had gone completely numb. Along with palm trees, parrots and beautiful lakes and long sandy beaches, warm water to swim in was one of those luxuries that could only be imagined back in the old country. I decided that I would have a swim myself, as it would also be a good excuse to give a shower a miss, as there appeared to be no more warm water. I had a pair of shorts on and as most aussie men wore them to swim in instead of the old style nut crushers, as they called them, I did not bother to change into my normal togs. I didn't want to look stupid by slipping into the water over the edge of the boat so I put on my best dive position and launched myself over the side. The water was quite warm as you went in but as it got deeper following the fairly steep dive, it cooled off remarkably quickly to a point where it reminded me of back home. I soon worked out that if you kept swimming and your body was in the upper level of water, it was much more pleasant than treading water and it getting colder, the further down parts of your body were. It was a weird feeling, this swimming in a lake and it occurred to me that this was the first time ever I had done so. Not knowing how deep it was and what might be under you was a scary feeling but I tried to look confident as I swam around on my own.

Helen was sitting on the back deck, watching me and I encouraged her to get in with me, telling her that it wasn't too cold. I could see that she wasn't too keen and I asked her if she would get in if Liz came in too. Liz told Helen that she was going to get in and Helen then agreed, saying she would get changed into her swimsuit first. Disappearing inside, she soon came out wearing her green bikini swimsuit that I hadn't seen for a while and waited until Liz had dived in before climbing down the deck ladder and into the water. Like me she was not a strong swimmer and immediately swam over and hung on to me. Being fresh water, I didn't have quite the buoyancy that I would have had in the sea and I started to sink, taking in a mouthful of water as I went down. Liz seeing me go under must have thought that Helen was deliberately trying to duck me and came over to join in the fun. As I managed to come up and take a breath, my head was grabbed from behind and I felt myself being pushed under a second time. I managed to turn this next movement into a diving motion and swam away from both girls, coming up a couple of yards away.

"Heh, give me a break girls," I gasped.

"You know I can't swim very well."

"What's a matter with you Steve?" called Liz.

"A bit shy today are we?" she said as she did a duck dive under the water.

The water was a bit murky and I couldn't see where she was but I soon found out as my shorts were pulled down and off of me. Liz surfaced a few yards in front of me waving my shorts in triumph.

"If you want them, you'll have to come and get them," she screamed as she took off away from the boat. I gave chase but it only took a few strokes before I knew this was fruitless and that I would never catch up to her. I swam back to the boat and asked Helen, who had since got out, to pass me a towel. Liz shouted out to her not to do it and Helen just smiled saying,

"Sorry, no can do."

I looked at Liz who had now swum back towards the boat.

"Please give me back my shorts, Liz," I asked nicely.

Liz threw them up and onto the roof of the houseboat with just the one word.

"Oops!"

"Right, I'll get you for that," I retorted as I gave myself a huge push off from the side of the boat.

This turn of speed caught her by surprise and I managed to grab hold of her t-shirt before she could get away. Although she didn't have my shorts now, I was still going to get even. Holding on to her bikini bottoms I managed to pull her shirt over her head in one movement and threw it towards the boat. It landed in the water about two feet short, but Steve managed to catch it with a boat hook as it started to sink. I then started to pull down her bottoms with both my hands, sliding down below the water as I did. Liz just about swam out of them as she attempted to keep her head above water, making it real easy for me to get them off. On surfacing, I imitated her previous triumphant cry and threw them on to the deck, this time getting them all the way on. This raised a huge cheer from our ardent and increased audience above, which now included the other two girls who had swum back to the boat while we were frolicking around. I think that Pepper and Steve might have thought that Liz would be upset but contrary to this, she just called up to them to all get in and join us. Pepper was the only one to accept and did an almost perfect dive off the back of the boat. Liz and I were now just treading water and Pepper soon surfaced just beyond where we were.

"Come on, get yer togs off too, it's a great feeling," said Liz taking hold of the shoulder strap of Pepper's cossie.

"I'd love to, but Steve would kill me if I did, he's very old fashioned that way and he'd never forgive me."

"Not to worry," said Liz.

"Let's have a race to that spit at the edge of the bay, last one there's a rotten egg."

"Well, I just know who that's going to be," I tried to say as they both took off in the direction of the small point that formed the end of the bay. It didn't look too far but not being used to swimming any distance further than a length of a swimming pool it seemed to take me for ages. I started to swim crawl style as the girls were both doing but having my head under water soon got me puffed, so I ended up doing my usual side stroke.

The girls were very fast with Pepper reaching the spit a long way ahead of Liz. Me, well I was only about half way there when Liz made it. There was a grassy beach along the spit at this point and both girls had climbed out and were lying on their backs, taking a breather.

When I finally got there, I was completely stuffed and it was all I could do to just stand up as I went ashore. Walking up to the girls and seeing Liz laying there starkers and Pepper just staring up at me, my own state of nudity suddenly became apparent to me and I quickly laid down next to Liz on my front.

"Guess I'm the rotten egg then girls," I said looking back towards the boat.

The other two house boats that we moored close too the previous evening must have moved on between me waking for the first time and when I finally got up, as you could only see our boat now from where we were. We had swum about two hundred yards away from our mooring and there were no others in sight or around the next bay that I could see. Even though it was still not yet nine thirty, the sun was very warm and there was not an ounce of breeze to be felt. The sun being only half way up in the sky, reflected off the calm lake water causing a beautiful reflective light that cast watery dancing patterns on to all of our bodies.

Pepper was now sitting up and she pointed out to me how strange and unusual these reflective images were. She didn't seem shocked by us being nude and made the point that this would make a great photo, Liz and me laying there, with the light as it was and the lake in the background.

"Do you think this will have upset Steve, you being here, you know, with us two in the nuddy?" I asked her.

"Well, he has always been a bit funny about people showing themselves off. Being a bit on the podgy side it makes him feel a bit self conscious about himself whenever he sees others undressed but it doesn't bother me so much, in fact I'd love to strip off sometimes, but I just know how upset he'd get with me," she replied.

I had now turned over onto my back and Liz was lying up on her elbows. Pepper was wringing out her beautiful long hair.

"Do you think it will bother Helen, you being here nude with us two girls?" asked Pep.

Before I could reply, Liz piped up saying that Helen was really good about it and that we often were all nude in each other's company.

"It's nice that you are all so relaxed about your bodies, but how comes you can be like this in front of each other and not get, you know, just a bit horny about the whole thing?" asked Pepper.

"Who says we don't get aroused, you often get a bit carried away don't you Steve. Believe me this little thing is not always so little is it?" Liz said as she gently took hold of my old fella and gave it a bit of a shake.

Blushing, as my member started to come alive and enlarge somewhat, I replied,

"Yeh, I'm afraid I haven't qualified as a professional nudist yet, I still have big problems getting my little friend to behave himself the way that he should. I don't know how some guys do it, being around nudity all day long and not getting turned on, you girls are just so lucky being able to hide it so no one knows."

Liz laughed as she said that she didn't know about most girls but she certainly wasn't hiding very much. Looking down at her shaved fanny, Pepper, with an inquisitive look on her face, agreed but asked Liz why she had shaved all her pubic hair off. Liz told her that she had been embarrassed the first time she stripped off because she was so hairy all over and by doing this, no one would really know that she was.

"Anyway, Helen put me on to it because she reckons it looks so much nicer having a clean shaved pussy and it also feels a lot better, especially when you touch it, here feel."

Taking Pepper's hand she spread her self open with her right hand and placed Pepper's middle finger into her slit, between her lips. Pepper first seemed taken aback, pulling her hand away but with Liz's encouragement, Pepper allowed her to replace it and with Liz's expert hand on hand guidance, started to rub it up and down. When Liz was satisfied that the action was what she desired, she removed her own hand, leaving Pepper to continue alone, which she did, all be it quite delicately.

"See, with nothing in the way, you can get straight to the point," said Liz now spreading her legs slightly wider.

Pepper seem mesmerized by the situation and at one point started to pull her hand away again, but Liz gently took her wrist and repositioned it so that there was little or no Interruption to her rhythm. Pepper now put a bit more conviction into her efforts, having no doubt now as to what Liz expected of her. Not surprisingly, I had now achieved a full erection watching this and without getting in the way, slid my hand from her knee where it had been, to between Liz's thighs, placing my finger between her lips and feeling her wetness. I inserted my middle finger into her passage and started moving it slowly in and out. With Pepper still massaging her clit area, this helped her on her way and soon began the heavy breathing that I understood only too well.

As I was now lying on my side, slightly below Liz, it was a relatively easy maneuver to slide my lower half around, at the same time carefully lifting her legs over me into a bent position as I did. This angle allowed me to get much closer to her. Liz sensed what I was trying to do and by using both hands, pulled her lips apart to make my entry that much easier.

Pepper, again started to pull back her hand but Liz caught it, placing her finger higher up over her clit where it would not get in the way too much. Pepper made eye contact with me and then dropped her focus to my erection, then back up to my eyes again. With a look of incredulity, probably in sheer disbelief and amazement at what she was in the process of witnessing, she continued her open-mouthed stare. I just nodded to her vigorously and with this action alone, gave her the impetus to carry on what she had started. With only a short hesitation and a lick of her middle finger to provide extra lubrication, she started to massage the afore mentioned spot.

With this I pushed my hips forward towards Liz's nicely opened entrance, effecting full penetration in just a couple of urgent forward lunges, forcing myself in as far as I knew I could.

Watching her boobs move up and down in a wave like motion each time I pushed forward got me into a nice relaxed rhthym and Pepper seemed to lock into the same smooth motion as she continued to do her part. I hadn't noticed before but Pepper's swimsuit was almost transparent now that it was wet and even though she was not saying anything.T the fact that her nipples were clearly visible, stretching the thin Lycra type fabric to it's limits told me that this joint effort was exciting her just as much as me and Liz. Soon I began to pump Liz with more force and on a couple of occasions Pepper's long painted fingernail managed to scrape the top, or in this position, the side of my hardness as it went forward on it's way in, causing me to take in a couple of short sharp breaths of air.

"Oops, Sorry," she said almost clinically without missing a beat as she continued to rub Liz's clit with enthusiasm that now didn't need anybody else's encouragement. Between the two of us we had made a good team and Liz's back soon started to arch as she loudly announced that she was about to come. For some reason, even though I could have quite easily have synchronized my own climax with hers, I stopped my thrusting to allow Liz's to feel her own orgasmic sensations to the fullest.

Even though I was now quite motionless, Liz's contractions just seemed to go on and on. I pulled out and taking Pepper's hand, moved it down slightly, guiding her fingers inside of Liz to where my hardness had just been.

"Can you feel it, can you feel how strongly she comes?"

"My God, I can, that's amazing, I've never felt anything like that before, and you, just look at you, you're still so hard."

I took hold of her wrist again but this time placed her hand on my still rigid dick. She must have had doubts but hesitatingly took it in her hand. Starting quite slowly she squeezed it and massaged it up and down a few times before tightening her grip and began to expertly pull me off, rubbing it up and down quickly for a short while, until my breathing started to come in short, sharp gasps. Sensing that I might be about to come, she pulled her hand back quickly as if she had just handled a poisonous snake and was expecting to get bitten by it. Seeing this, Liz must have appreciated the funny side of it and told Pepper not to worry because it wouldn't bite but to be careful because sometimes it did spit at you.

"Well do you see what I mean about having no hair, it feels so much better doesn't it?" said Liz.

Liz, who was now sitting up on her elbows, ran her fingers around the inside of the leg hem of Pepper's togs. Pepper had remained in a kneeling position, sideways on to her in an open leg pose the whole time. As she slid her fingers down near her thighs, she pulled the material aside to reveal a clump of light reddish orange pubic hair, the same colour as that on her head. Although Pepper did nothing to stop her, her blushing gave away the fact that she felt uneasy about showing herself off in this way. Her pubic hair was very sparse and hid very little. I had never seen fanny hair this colour before and the absolute whiteness of her skin almost shone through.