A Reluctant Nudist Ch. 07

"Come on Pep, don't be shy, lets see what you've got," said Liz.

With this, Liz pulled the shoulder straps of her cosy down over her arms until the top half of her togs were now around her tummy. Pepper again did not fight Liz, but also did not assist her. Liz continued to roll them down until they were now just above her knees. Kneeling down in this fashion and looking almost like a sacrificial virgin awaiting judgement made Pepper look very vulnerable as she kept her head lowered and eyes looking downward. She put her hands around the back of her neck and pulled her long hair over her shoulders so that nearly all the front of her body was concealed. Her hair did not quite reach down to her fanny but stopped just over it, confirming the exact colour match, if not texture of her hairs.

Her pointy breasts still managed to peep out through the wet strands of this expanse of orange and were so white that it would be hard to imagine skin ever really being, well just so white. Like Liz and Helen, she was covered in freckles but had none on the patches that a bikini would normally cover. Her nipples were also very light pink and did not have a distinguishing border between the actual sticky out teat bit and the round area that normally surrounds them. They were just like an extension of her small but pointy breasts with the nipple completing their conical shape. The nipples even seemed to shine like the head of my penis did when hard, as it was now. Because her nipples were obviously still hard, I found it hard to guess what they would look like soft. Her fanny hair was quite sparse and you could see the shape of her outer lips behind them, forming a tight double ewe, but you could get no hint of anything more than that.

Looking down at Liz's swollen and protruding lips, I felt almost cheated by Pepper's natural concealment. As if suddenly aware of the situation at hand, Pepper stood up, pulling her togs back on at the same time.

"We should be getting back to the boat or the others will wonder what we've been up to and by the way, please don't mention anything about any of this to Steve, he just wouldn't understand."

It occurred to me as I watched both girls walk back into the water, that as usual, I always seemed far more concerned about the orgasms of others than they ever were of mine. Even though I was still sporting a more than adequate erection, I realised that by holding off to allow Liz to fully experience her own climax, and by not insisting that Pepper complete what she had started, I had again missed the chance to fulfil my own sexual needs. Thinking that I would learn from my shortcomings next time, I obediently followed the girls into the water and tried to keep up with them as we all swam back around the lake. Before too long the coldness down below took effect and I felt a bit more at ease as to not embarrassing myself away when I had to get a board.

It took longer to get back to the boat as the girls were not inclined to race now. Approaching, I noticed that the tender had gone and I could also not see anyone aboard. As Pepper climbed up the ladder to get out, Liz pulled her swimsuit down revealing Pep's tits to one and all.

Pep took it very well, getting up a bit of a giggle as she readjusted her suit. For the first time you could make out her nicely hardened teats which was probably due to the coldness of the water. Jane came out of the main cabin and said that Steve and Helen had taken the small boat and gone back to the boathouse to get a few supplies that we needed and some more wine. Both Liz and I followed Pepper up, neither of us even thinking about the fact that we weren't wearing anything.

Jane did not let it go unnoticed though, giving us both a catcall whistle as we came aboard.

"Don't mind these two Jane, they've got nothing to hide from each other as you're probably aware," said Pepper.

"Oh, I know that, but I'm just glad that you're not hiding it from us either Steve." Jane said with a hint of sarcasm.

The boat had an outside tap with a small stainless steel flexible hose and a shower attachment at the end, so I hooked it up on the clamp under the roof and gave myself a quick cold shower on the open deck. Liz followed my lead and did the same.

"Oh, by the way," said Pepper,

"If you want a warm shower inside, you have to remember to turn the gas knob on first, otherwise you will only get a cold one."

Jane, who was now wearing a very small black bikini had sat herself down opposite us on the back deck and just watched as I started to dry myself. Liz was standing next to me was also drying herself, doing her back with her towel. It looked like she was doing the twist and when I started to imitate her by dancing as well, I could feel my thighs being slapped as my dick went back and forth. At this point Pepper re emerged from the cabin also wearing just a towel and started to join in but without removing it. Jane was fascinated and could not keep her eyes off my crotch as it began to stiffen and raise itself again. Seeing Liz gyrating totally nude in front of me certainly did not help and Pepper was caught by surprise when her towel slipped off and fell to the ground leaving her in the same state as Liz and I. She didn't try to pick it up but just continued to dance opposite Liz and me, seeming almost intoxicated with her new found freedom from clothes. She swung her wet hair around wildly, whipping both Liz and I with it as she held her breasts in her hands to stop them moving around too much. The sound, in the distance, of an approaching outboard soon put an end to our little shenanigans and we all quickly ducked inside just as the tender came in to view around the end of the bay. Jane began clapping and whistling as I covered myself with my towel and started to climb the ladder up to the roof deck in an effort to find my shorts which Liz had thrown up earlier. Pepper regathered her towel wrapping it around herself and took off down to her cabin. Liz did likewise but climbed up to me on the roof deck, plonking herself down on a deck chair.

Now in more of a state of respectability I clambered down to assist them pull the tender alongside.

Helen and Steve had bought quite a lot of things and I helped them bring it all aboard.

"Where's Liz?" Helen asked, looking around and not seeing her."

Jane answered her, saying that she was probably doing some sun baking on the roof. This expression always intrigued me as in England we called it sun bathing, maybe because it rained a lot more and the bathing part of it was because of the showers. Either way Helen climbed up and said hello to her, telling her that she would join her soon and asked if she would like a cold drink or a glass of wine when she did. Liz must have gone for the wine option because soon there were two large glasses of moselle poured out and ready to go. Helen turned to Steve before going up and asked him if he minded if they sunbathed without their togs on as they normally did because they didn't want to get tan marks. Steve must have misheard what she had said because he made the comment that they would still get tan marks on their bums. Pepper put him right.

"Helen said togs, not tops you dill," she said in rather a terse voice.

"They want to get an all over tan, understand?"

Steve scratched his head, looking like someone out of a Charlie Chaplin movie and he somewhat nervously said it was fine by him as long as no one expected him or Pepper to get their gear off as well.

"Oh Steve, don't be such a prude, it's only natural and you've already seen everything I've got," retorted Pepper.

"Well nobody else has and I would like it to stay that way, if that's alright by the rest of you," he came back sharply.

Pepper looked at me, half-smiling but I knew that she would not say anything about this morning's little escapade. She remained silent only adding that at least she should be allowed to take her top down. Steve just gave her a penetrating stare and announced that he had some reading to do and certainly would not be joining them. Turning to Helen he asked her if she would be able to lend him the book she had told him about on their trip to the shops before, Helen returning to our cabin to look for it.

"I won't be a minute, I'll just get changed as well," she called out as he waited for her.

I think that I was as surprised as all the others were when she returned, coming out of our cabin with just a towel in one hand and the book in the other, otherwise completely stark naked.

"I've left my book mark in place because I've still got a couple of chapters to go, so please don't pull it out," she said as she handed him the book and walked out through the door, retrieving the two full glasses of wine as she did.

"Well, it looks like you owe me a six pack Steve." I said as he just stood there looking in the direction in which she had left but saying nothing.

"See, now that wasn't too painful, was it Steve?" quipped Pepper with a big smile on her face.

Steve, still not having spoken turned around and shuffled down to their cabin, closing the door after him.

"Sorry about that Pep," I said.

"But Helen has got a bit of a mischievous streak in her and I think that she likes to shock people."

"Oh don't worry about the old duffer, I'll take care of him. He needs to be stirred occasionally just to bring him out of his shell, it'll do him good to be around people with a bit of life in them for a few days," she replied as she turned and headed for their cabin adding that she would have a word with him to sort him out.

All this time Jane had been sitting quietly watching what went on and keeping herself to herself.

"I'm going to sunbake with the girls on the roof too, are you going to join us as well Steve, or are you going to do some reading too?" she asked, putting her hands behind her neck and undoing the top straps of her bikini. She pulled them down until the top part the bra barely covered her nipples. As I hesitated as to my reply, it occurred to me that although this was only a young girl, she certainly had some womanly ways about her and she also knew how to use them.

"Well, are you?" she asked again as she pulled her straps further until two beautiful long, dark brown nipples appeared, almost popping out of the top as the resistance of the thin material no longer restrained them. I was so surprised by their colour and shape that like Steve before, I must have looked rather taken aback. If you cut the end off a piece of chalk to about three quarters of an inch long and covered them in dark brown chocolate and stuck these on in place of them, you might get something similar to what I was looking at now, but I'm sure, not quite as pleasing to the eye.

"Yes, I'll be up soon, I'm just going to get myself a glass of wine before I do," I eventually replied.

Standing up whilst unclipping the other strap, she came up to me and hung her now liberated top around my neck. Looking up at me she just smiled.

"Good, why don't you bring me one up too while your at it," she purred as she turned and disappeared up the ladder.

I know that Liz now was more than a little relaxed about her own nudity, but I contemplated what she might think about her little sister acting in such a forward way. How would she react seeing her sibling half-naked? Would she be shocked? Would she demand that she put her top back on and cover herself up? She had allowed her to smoke and drink in our company, but how protective would she be when it came to sins of the flesh. She didn't seem annoyed at me before, when we had all danced around au naturel in front of Jane, so would it be any different in the reverse situation?

The fact that I was filling two glasses, not one with wine somehow confirmed my acceptance of her adulthood status. I also thought that never the less, it would be a good idea to also return her top to her at the same time. This would make it easier for her should Liz have any objections to her sister's present state of undress. I grabbed my towel and proceeded up the ladder, placing the two glasses on the top step before going all the way up.

There were two of the older style of canvas deck chairs up there and Helen was laying in one of them. She had covered herself in baby oil and looked like a sculptured work of art with her arms stretched up over her head, nipples nice and hard and long legs sprawled down in a non conformist crossed leg type of pose with knees apart and lips protruding, glistening on display. Seeing her like this, so uninhibited and natural, it would have been criminal to even think about not letting her be as naked as she wanted to be. Liz was kneeling down over Jane who was lying face down on her towel. She was rubbing lotion all over her back. Liz was still as she had been before, starkers but Jane still had her bottoms on. I bent over and put the glass of wine beside Jane, dropping her bikini top alongside it as I did.

"Thought you might need this," I said as I stood up.

"Yeh, thanks, I'm really thirsty right now, but I don't have to wear my top, do I sis?" she replied picking it up and tossing it over the back of the empty deck chair.

"No, I don't see why if you don't want to, I'm sure Steve won't mind another pair of titties to look at, do you Steve?"

"No, the more the merrier, it doesn't bother me in the least as long as you think that she's old enough to be seen like that, it's okay by me Liz." I replied.

Liz just looked at me and shrugged her shoulders, which I took to mean that it wasn't an issue.

"Mind you, I'm not sure what Pep's Steve would think right now if he came up here and saw you lot without a stitch. I think you nearly gave him a heart attack before Helen, when you gave him that book, that was a bit mean of you," I went on.

Helen just looked up at me and smiled asking me why I had said that he now owed me a six pack. I explained what had happened that morning with him seeing Liz topless when the girls were exercising and Helen said she would bet me a flagon of wine that by this time tomorrow, they could get him naked with them all up on this deck. I thought that this was a sure thing for me to win, as I couldn't envisage Steve's attitude changing one hundred and eighty degrees in one day, so I told her she was on.

I placed my towel down on the front side of the deck and removed my shorts. Each time that I stripped off like this, it was becoming easier for me, and now I hardly felt self conscious at all as I sat down and started to rub myself with the coconut smelling lotion that I preferred to baby oil. Using the slanting front bulkhead of the boat as a backrest, I settled down and contemplated the images that surrounded me. A beautiful blue cloudless sky, calm still water, as smooth as a millpond, the warmth of the sun beating down on me and nothing but gorgeous naked women all around. Oh boy, this really was the lucky country.

Liz had finished doing Jane now and had laid down on the deck chair next to Helen. She just about mirrored Helen's pose and I wished that I had my camera with me to get a shot of this. It occurred to me that seeing as I had so many and such willing accomplices that maybe there could be a bob or two to be made if I could find a market for photos like these. I would have to get a better camera than I had now though, probably a thirty five-millimeter version, something like Greg had had. In the mean time my not so photographic memory would have to suffice as documentation of what lay before me.

After a while a food tray loaded with crackers and dips appeared over the edge of the deck above the ladder, followed by a whole flagon of wine and then the flaming red main of Pepper's head.

"Food and nibbles anyone?" she asked, climbing all the way up.

"You little beauty," said Liz, now sitting up and finding her empty glass.

Jane also turned over and sat up, giving me the first clear full frontal view of her uncovered breasts. They appeared bigger than I imagined they would be, and like Pepper's were sort of conical in shape. Also like Pepper's, there was no surrounding outer circle to her nipples, just half inch long, dark brown erect teats that had a thin inverted vertical line running down each one. It was amazing how many shapes and sizes these things came in but all of them were just as attractive as they were different, in their own individual way.

Pepper brought the tray around with every one keenly helping themselves. She seemed quite unconcerned about our nudity and acted so naturally that it cheerfully surprised me.

"How did you go with Steve, he isn't too upset about us being like this up here is he?" I enquired.

"Oh, he's not too bad, he even said I could go topless if I wanted to, which believe me is amazing for him. He just feels that he couldn't strip off himself as you would all think he was too fat. Except for me, he's not used to seeing naked women around and it makes him feel a bit uneasy. I'm sure he would feel better about it if we could just get him used to the idea."

Helen told Pep of our wager concerning getting Steve up here with us all in the raw and Pep laughed and said that she should go and get me the flagon now as it would take a miracle to get him to strip off in public. The tray of goodies was now sat down in the middle of the deck along with the icy cold flagon. We all converged down around them, sitting and forming almost a complete circle. Pep joined us and completed the missing portion and got stuck in to the nibbles as well.

She had put her orange one piece suit back on and I noticed that although it was now dry, it was still semi transparent and I think she realised that I was looking at her.

"Nice nibbles Pep," I said, making eye contact with her.

"Oh can you see them, I suppose it is a bit see through isn't it", she came back, covering her breasts with her hands.

Almost choking, I told her that I had said nibbles not nipples, meaning the biscuits and dip, making all the others laugh as well. Liz, who was next to her, said that it was a Freudian slip and leant across and pulled down Pep's straps till her cossie was down to her waist. As with this morning,

Pep did nothing to stop her.

"That's better, no one's hiding anything now," she said as she did it.

Pepper put her hands behind her head and pulled her beautiful hair forward, covering her front with it and assuming her shy, head down pose. Jane complemented her on how lovely she looked and told her that she shouldn't hide under her hair that way, pulling back her own pony tail that had come forward, covering one of her breasts. Jane's nipples had still retained the same shape and seemed to be in a continual state of erectness. They looked so appealing and suckable that I had to keep telling myself that she was Liz's kid sister. She caught me looking at them and as if she were reading my mind she took a cracker biscuit and overloaded it with the yellow dip. She then scraped it over each nipple, leaving a small squelchy clump on each.

"Watch this," she said as she bent her head forward and pushing her small breasts up to meet her mouth, ran her tongue around each one in turn and then actually sucked both of them fully, making a kissing, sucking noise as she released each teat from her between her lips.

"I wonder if anyone else can do that," she said looking around at us all with a challenging smile on her face.

"Oh, that's just too easy, I'm know I could, and I'd love to as well, but I don't think your sister would really appreciate me sucking on both your horny nipples too much," I replied.

Helen just looked at Liz and without saying anything they both grabbed me by the arm and pulled me backwards, pinning me to the deck.

"Right Jane," commanded Helen.

"Grab the dip, we'll just see about that."

With this, Jane dipped her finger in it and at Helen's command deposited a generous amount over both my nipples. Helen told her to rub the remaining blob onto the end of my dick, which she did, taking it in one hand and pulling my foreskin back with the other to achieve it. I'm sure if I had really wanted to put up a fight, I could have done a much better job, but seeing as I was being attacked by a gang of naked and semi nude girls, my resistance was intentionally minimal. Holding me down by kneeling on my arm, Helen started to lick the dip off my left nipple and Liz followed suit on the other. The feeling was more than just a little erotic and my old fella soon reacted accordingly, reaching it's full length and stiffness at a remarkable rate. Although I had my head back and could not quite see past the two heads resting on my chest, there was no mistaking the fact that I could feel that my hardness was not missing out on the activity and looking down between the small gap I saw Jane's tongue flicking over and around my glans head. For someone who was quite young, she certainly seemed to know what she was doing. She had one hand holding it back in a vertical position and was gently massaging it up and down as she flicked her tongue expertly around the head.