Intro to the Nude Beach

The good news was that I now had images of Jean's body covered in baby oil running around in my head. The bad news was that I now had images of Jean's body covered in baby oil running around in my head. I don't think this erection is ever going away.

It took the better part of thirty minutes for my cock to return to some semblance of normal. Jean had resumed her position on her back while Beth continued lying on her front. It was past noon now and getting quite hot even here on the coast. The sweat rolled down my chest and my balls would have been sweaty too except for that breeze that came up every so often that dried the sweat and felt so wonderful.

Soon Jean declared that it "was time to turn the meat" and she rolled over onto her front. Beth started to tie the strings of her top and then thought better of it.

"Fuck it," she said and rose to her knees.

She was facing me and it was the first chance I had to see her breasts. They were a little smaller than Jeans and her nipples were more pinkish than the deep brown of her friend's. She gave me a coy smile and reached for her suntan lotion. She stretched one leg out in front of her and worked some lotion into her calf and then up her thigh. She shifted her position and then did the same thing to her other leg. Next she rubbed lotion across her belly. Her bikini bottoms were cut fairly low and the broad expanse between her navel and the material covering her mound was very enticing. She moved up to her breasts and while there was nothing overtly sexual about the way she rubbed them, still there was a woman I hardly knew looking at me and rubbing her breasts.

"I'll not last long out here today. It's too hot and these pink nipples of mine are pretty sensitive to the sun on days like this."

"I'm not a nurse like you but if it's medically necessary I could try to kiss them and make them feel better," I offered with a grin.

"Now, who is being a tease," chuckled Jean. Beth just blushed ever so slightly. Beth had been on the offensive with the joking all day so this bit of shyness seemed out of place but was very appealing. We continued to lie in the sun for a while longer but soon it grew too hot. Jean broke first and suggested heading over to Beth's place for a swim.

"That sounds awesome," I replied. "The water was so cold the last time I swam in the ocean it took about a week before my testicles dropped from my chest cavity again. Is your place far?"

"It's only about twenty minutes away and that it's on the way back home for you and Jean is parked at my place."

We headed back to our cars and I followed wondering all the while just what I'd stumbled into. These women were so hot but every lame attempt I made to move things past mutual nudity was ignored. Actually it was only mutual nudity up to a point.

Beth never did strip off her bikini bottom. Did she ever? Maybe she shaved down there and was too embarrassed to put herself on display like that. Would a woman be bold enough to shave completely but then not have the courage to strip off at a nude beach? Maybe the secret knowledge that underneath her clothes lay a bald pussy...that nobody she passed during her day would have any inkling that her nether region was shaved. I could see where this might be very stimulating. I laughed when it dawned on me just how stimulating I found that idea. Would I get to find out at her place? That would be the capper for my day. I'd never seen one other than in a magazine and the thought drove me a little crazy...okay a lot crazy.

It seemed like it took forever to get to Beth's home but wasn't much more than fifteen minutes. I parked on the street and then helped them grab stuff out of the car. Beth had a well kept front yard that suited the quiet neighborhood. We entered through her garage and Beth closed the garage door once we got inside.

"I don't want sand all over the house so let's leave our clothes out here and grab a shower inside," said Beth.

I quickly stepped out of my shorts and watched as Jean once again removed her white top. Rather than untying her bikini bottoms she slipped her fingers under the sides and slid the material down her legs. She kept her knees straight and I was treated to a new and wonderful view of her ass. If I'd been standing further back I would have also caught a glimpse of her pussy lips but it was not to be. Beth pulled her t-shirt over head again and then removed her bikini top. She made no move to take off her bottoms and headed into the house. I considered complaining but figured she got to make the rules. The entry led into her kitchen. You could see the front entry and a living room across the way. A hallway led from the entryway to the rest of the house.

Beth pointed out the first door on the right and said, "That's the guest bathroom. You can grab a shower in there, Bill. Jean and I will use the one in my bedroom."

I was a little disappointed that I was not invited to join them but entertained myself with the idea of them sharing a shower together. Would they get all soapy and....oh knock it off. I laughed at myself as I realized just how cliché that notion was. Soon I would be imagining myself as the pizza delivery boy. Get a grip! Amazingly I didn't even do that...get a grip, that is. I surprised myself by not grabbing my cock and jerking furiously to remove the tension that had been building all day. I pictured Beth and Jean standing outside the bathroom door laughing at me as I guiltily walked out of the bathroom with a deflated cock. I really didn't want to embarrass myself in front of these ladies.

I finished my shower and briefly considered wrapping a towel around myself as I left the bathroom. It seemed sort of silly in light of our day so far and the notion of wandering around naked in a virtual stranger's home was pretty exciting. Besides, naked was the flavor of the day. I resisted the temptation to turn right and continue down the hallway in search of Beth's room.

Instead I headed back into the kitchen. There were sliding doors that led out to the back yard. I walked out onto the patio and found one of those tables that has an umbrella sticking out of it. The chairs were neatly placed around it. Near the shallow end of the pool was a nice section of lawn and attractive beds of shrubs and flowers surrounded the fence line. Just beyond the lawn area was a little supply shed with a potting table set up outside. Clearly Beth enjoyed her yard. I went back inside to wait for the ladies. It wasn't terribly long before they emerged from the back of the house. They were each wearing men's dress shirts that had just a couple of buttons holding them closed.

"I tried to find some men's clothing around here but could only find these two shirts my last boyfriend left behind. We decided they'd look better on us than they would on you so you're just going to have to stay naked," said Beth.

"Well, you sure got the part about them looking good on you right."

They both smiled girlishly at my rather lame compliment. It was then that it dawned on me that this was the first time I'd seen Beth without her sunglasses on. Her eyes were incredible. They were a lovely shade of green that just sparkled as she smiled. The effect was devastating. It struck me as funny that I was looking at two beautiful women, scantily clad and I'm noticing Beth's eyes. And that's not like me at all. I'm sure that under similar circumstances I would have noticed if they didn't have eyes at all, but I never paid enough attention to take note of the color of a woman's eyes before.

But back to the scantily clad part...The boyfriend couldn't have been a very big guy because these shirts only came down far enough to barely cover their asses. As Jean walked I could tell she wasn't wearing anything underneath. She had only used one button which held the shirt closed at stomach level. The opening from the top made it clear that she hadn't put on a bra or bikini top. The bottom would part just enough as she moved for me to catch a glimpse of her well trimmed pussy. Beth chose to use the bottom two buttons on the shirt so while I could tell there was no bikini top, the rest remained a mystery.

There was a rather awkward pause and I became very aware that once again I was standing naked before two women who were still clothed. Granted there wasn't much clothing but that didn't change the fact that my privates were the only ones on display. The ladies seemed to take note of this as well as their gaze fell to my cock. I loved it and was terribly embarrassed by it all at the same time.

"So are we going for a swim? That pool looks so refreshing."

I'm really not sure why I asked that question. The shower provided the cool down that led to the rationale to leave the beach. I suppose I said it to fill the silence and because a swim was why we were here, right?

Jean raised an eyebrow as she shared a strange look with Beth and then said, "Sure...the pool...right, let's go for a swim. Grab some towels, would you, Beth?"

She started to say something but thought better of it and turned to get some towels. Jean and I headed out through the sliding glass doors and stood next to pool. I looked to Jean hoping she would have something to say. I was about to observe how refreshing the pool looked but remembered I'd said that just moments before.

Jean didn't start a conversation. Instead I watched as she reached for buttons on her top for the second time that day. She undid that single button and the shirt parted just a bit. Her flat belly and the small strip of pubic hair were just visible. She didn't immediately remove the shirt. Instead she reached back with her right hand and started rubbing her neck as she closed her eyes. This caused the shirt to open even more but the innocence of the gesture made it all the more erotic.

I could feel the blood flowing to my cock again. Rather than just standing there with my dick jutting out I walked to the deep end and dove into the water. I surfaced about two thirds of the way down the pool and shook the water from my hair.

Jean had moved down to the shallow end and seemed to be waiting for me to be watching when she slid the shirt off her shoulders again and simply let it fall to the floor. She walked over to the steps and placed one foot and then the other in the water. Then she lowered herself in one fluid motion and sat on the edge of the pool.

A moment later Beth appeared at the door with three longnecks in one hand and towels tucked under the other arm.

Doing her best impression of a concessionaire at a stadium Beth called, "Get your beer here."

I swam through the water that was indeed refreshing but it had done little to reduce the erection I dove in with. That beer sounded really good so I started moving towards the steps. Beth moved over to the patio table and set the beers and towels down. Jean was still sitting on one side of the steps and I started ascending them. I looked over towards Beth and stopped dead in my tracks.

Beth was reaching for the buttons on the shirt she was wearing. She undid one and then more slowly undid the other. She reached up and ran her hands through her hair and shook her hair out. It was probably a more appropriate move for someone with longer hair but it was still sexy as hell. Finally she slipped one arm free and then the other and casually tossed the shirt on a chair. Now that was odd...she wasn't naked but she wasn't wearing bikini bottoms either. She had a very brief pair of panties on. They were quite sheer with almost nonexistent strings at the sides. It was the strangest swimming outfit I'd ever seen. She must have ultimately concluded that they would be useless for swimming because she reached for the strings at each side and tugged them free.

So now a couple more questions were answered for me. She didn't shave completely. There was a small tuft of fur that did little to cloak what lay beneath. It also became apparent that she rarely if ever went bottomless at the beach or here at home. Her tan lines were very distinct and very alluring. Don't get me wrong. I loved the all over glow that Jean had. But the contrast of the white skin that was always hidden from the sun let me know that what I was viewing was rare and forbidden.

I had been thinking that a beer would be great. Now the only thing I could think of was to return to the safety of the water to hide the erection that Beth gave me. That's not true...it wasn't my only thought. I was thinking of all the nasty things I wanted to do to Beth...or Jean...or Beth and Jean. I took one step back and then let myself drop back into the water. I began to wonder how long it would be before it would be safe to get out of the water.

Beth walked over to the steps and sat down beside Jean. My god they were sexy. I stood just below waist deep in the water trying to hide my hard on. I knew they could see through the water somewhat but the full extent of my embarrassment would be obscured by the water.

I started thinking again how odd her wardrobe choice had been. We came here to swim and yet she put on a pair of panties underneath that shirt. Bikini bottoms would have made sense and simply being nude would have made sense given our activities of the rest of the day. Why in the world would she put on a pair of panties like that? It really didn't make any sense. Finally, I surrendered to the fact that there was no way at the age of twenty I would have any clue as to the workings of a female mind. Nearly thirty years later I must admit that I haven't made much progress on that front...but I digress.

Now I find myself standing in the water facing two very naked and very beautiful women. I tried to think of a topic of conversation but my mind is rather preoccupied with the vision before me. But we're here to swim right?

"Aren't you going to come in?" I was hoping a little activity would remove the need for conversation.

"I don't feel like swimming much right now," Jean countered. "Aren't you ready to get out?"

"Actually I'm not sure that's such a good idea right now.

"Oh? Why is that?" Jean feigned innocence.

"Well, do you remember how I told you that multiplication tables worked for a while...and then the nuns worked until they started flashing fishnet stockings. Well...even the plumber butts aren't working now."

"Are you worried about having an erection? It's really no big deal," soothed Beth.

"Actually it kind of is a big deal," giggled Jean. "The plumbers failed earlier at the beach so I got to see him all nice and hard when I was rubbing lotion on your back."

"Well, that's not fair at all. You guys have been holding out on me." Beth looked at me expectantly but I couldn't move. "C'mon...were all adults here...if one only marginally."

Reminding me of my youth and inexperience wasn't helping me overcome my shyness. Jean offered, "Come on out of the pool and I'll teach you the art of applying suntan lotion."

Still I hesitated so finally Jean rose and stepped out in the water towards me. She took me by the hand and led me over to the steps. Once I took that first step onto the stairs my erection would break the surface. I stalled at the base of the steps until Jean reached behind me, placed a hand at the small of my back and gave me a nudge. Reluctantly I stepped up and revealed myself to Beth. She didn't say a word and she really didn't stare. She gazed at it for a few moments and then looked up at me with a sweet smile.

Jean leaned around front and said, "Nice, huh? Now let's not make him any more uncomfortable than he already is. Bill, why don't you help Beth spread out the towels over on the lawn and I'll go get some lotion."

Jean climbed out of the pool and I reached my hand down to Beth. I really didn't think that I'd pulled that hard but she lost her balance as she rose and lurched into me. My erection was poking her in the belly as one hand reached around behind her and the other sought to steady her in front. My right hand landed innocently enough on her back but my left hand found her left breast. I pulled my hand away as if it had touched a hot stove.

"Good lord, you are jumpy aren't you? You needn't be so nervous," Beth said.

She turned and stepped out of the pool in front of me and I was treated to an up close view of that spectacular ass. The white areas normally hidden by bikini bottoms were framed by a nice tan. She had very slim hips but her ass was muscular and well rounded. I'm guessing there was a Stairmaster hidden somewhere in that house. Butts like that just don't come naturally. We grabbed the towels off the table and walked over to the lawn area where we spread the towels out. Jean returned with lotion in one hand and a bottle of baby oil in the other.

"Depending on how you do with Beth I might let you do me next," Jean said with a grin.

Now was that a provocative statement or an innocent one? As I've looked back at this over the years, older me screams at younger me what a moron I was. I suppose the banter at the beach could have been dismissed as playfulness by these two experienced women. The invitation back to Beth's home for a swim certainly was suspect. Once they emerged from Beth's bedroom wearing those dress shirts....looking so incredibly sultry. There could be little doubt what their intentions were, particularly if one noticed the surprised and amused look they exchanged when I asked if we were going for a swim. As if all that wasn't enough, Beth revealed a pair of panties beneath that shirt. They never had any intention of going swimming. But I missed all that because I couldn't believe that these gorgeous women were seducing me. I was just a punk kid and they were...well...wow.

Jean joined us on the lawn and told Beth to lay down on one of the towels. I knelt down on one side and Jean knelt on the other. Beth's ass didn't relax and spread when she lied down. It was just as round and firm as it was when standing.

Jean held up both bottles and said, "What's it going to be...the lotion or do you want to try the baby oil?"

Jean had been looking at me but Beth quickly replied, "Ooooohhh, let's try the baby oil."

I had no idea what to do or where to begin. Jean was going to have to walk me through step by step.

"Start by straddling her butt the way I did at the beach," instructed Jean.

"Yeah but...." I said to Jean as I pointed down at my rock hard dick.

"Oh, don't worry about that. Beth is a big girl. It won't bother her in the least."

Jean's grin made me nervous but after all I was just following orders, right? I swung my left leg across and the inside of my thighs were touching her hips. I didn't lower myself because then my dick would be lying right along the crack of her ass. I was hoping that Jean would guide me to do so but I wouldn't do it on my own. She told me to hold out my hands and she poured a little baby oil into them.

"Now rub your hands together so the oil gets nice and warm. Start with your hands right along her spine at the top of her back. Slowly move them across her shoulders and spread your fingers as you do so. Now let me give you some more oil...warm it up...good. Do the same thing as last time just below where you started. Good...and again a little lower." Jean had a very soothing voice as she guided me along.

"How far down should I go?" I asked this as I started getting close to her ass.

Jean reached in to touch right where Beth's crack began. As she did so her wrist grazed the tip of my cock. I nearly jumped out of my skin.

"Relax..." she intoned. "We'll come back to this area in a bit but now I want you to go back up to her shoulders and neck and work those muscles between your fingers and thumbs."

I did as instructed, though a bit timidly at first. Soon I got into it more and started to improvise. I started applying pressure with my palms between her shoulder blades and worked my way up to her neck. Then I massaged her neck muscles between my fingers and thumbs and then did the same for her shoulders. I continued to repeat that pattern and after a couple times I found myself lowering my body to apply pressure as I worked the heels of my palms up her spine. This lower stance caused my dick to come in contact with Beth's ass. The tip of my cock rested about halfway down her crack and slowly moved up to the base of her spine as I completed my circuit around her neck and shoulders.