0 comments/ 60953 views/ 2 favorites What I Did On My Summer Vacation By: lothlorien One afternoon, I was sitting home sulking. I had just broken up with my long term, live-in boy friend, and had lost my job. The summer didn't seem like it was going anywhere. Then my friend Ann stopped by to cheer me up. She suggested that I take a part in a play she and her husband were in that summer. After much hemming and hawing, I agreed. The fact that Ann and her husband Jim were two of my favorite people helped me decide, as did my knowledge of the sexual openness of thespians. At the least, I figured, I'd seduce a toothsome little college girl or boy. At the most... Well, I decided not to get too optimistic. Once the play was running, our nights were open for recreation. The theater site we were at boasted a heated indoor pool, which quickly became the center of our bacchanalian revels. I seduced my little college boy one night, and figured that was that. How wrong I was! No one went to the pool the night of the last performance. There was a raucous cast party going on in the actor's quarters, which I went to for a while, but then drifted away down to the pool house. I love to swim, and I this was my last chance. I puffed up a doobie, grabbed a couple beers, and jumped in. The pool had skylights over it, so I could float and watch my reflection. I was enjoying my perfect buzz when I heard a splash. Looking over, I saw Ann and Jim jumping into the shallow end, sans clothing. They looked like they had been partying pretty heavily. I floated down to say hi and to get a glimpse of Ann's perfect long legs. "Do you want me to split and give you guys some time alone?" I asked, hoping they would say no, which they graciously did. We sparked another one, chatted, and then I floated down to the deep end and amused myself by trying to sit on the bottom of the pool. As I came up for air, I noticed they were starting to get busy on the pool steps, so I repeated my offer to cut out. "Don't be silly," said Ann. "In fact, why not come over here?" I ignored the sound of angels singing the Halleluiah Chorus in my head and swam over. Ann was sitting on Jim's lap facing me. As I approached, she opened up her arms and pulled me close to her. "This was such a great summer, Jo," she whispered in my ear as she nuzzled my neck, "And I'm so glad we got to be together." The feeling of her nipples rubbing against mine was so overwhelming I couldn't think of anything to say, so I kissed her the way I had always wanted to. As we kissed, Jim's arms came around and pulled me tight against Ann, and I wrapped my legs around both of them. By tilting my pelvis a little, I could rub my pussy up against Ann's. As we rocked back and forth, I could feel the head of Jim's cock barely touching me as he pushed it back and forth between Ann's legs. Blessing the buoyancy of water, I reached down to give his cock a friendly squeeze, and found I could stroke both he and Ann simultaneously. Ann stopped kissing me and looked at me with her gorgeous blue eyes. "You know I've never been with another woman before, and I'm glad you're the first." As she spoke, she ever so gently pushed a finger into my slit and started to rub my clit. We stayed like that for a while, softly touching each other. As Ann's moans became more insistent, Jim asked if I could help him do something. Together, we turned Ann so she was floating on her back, and brought her over to one of the pool jets. By squatting on either side of Ann, we could hold her pussy up the pulsating warm water while our hands and mouths could enjoy every inch of her tall athletic body. Jim and I started to lick her breasts, pausing every now and then to kiss each other. The water made Ann's breasts float up instead of falling to the side, and with no effort I was able to take most of one in my mouth and massage her nipple with the back of my tongue. Her hand pushed me face harder onto her luscious chest, and it was all I could do to stop myself from pushing Jim out of the way to have both her tits all to myself. Jim and I each had a hand on her ass, holding her up. By silent consent, we started to rub our fingers across her shaven pussy. Even though we were under water, I could still feel how wet she was. As Jim fingered her clit, I pushed two fingers inside her box, and massaged her asshole with my thumb. By now, Ann was moaning and gyrating her hips as her orgasm approached. One of Jim's fingers slipped into her pussy next to mine, and she fucked herself on them until she came. We lowered her legs and held her between us until she came out of her daze. "That was... well, there isn't a word for it," she murmured happily. "Whose turn is it now?" I was going to be generous and suggest Jim, but before I could say anything, they were turning me onto my back and floating me towards the "happy jet". When the first pulse of warm water hit my lips, I thought I was going to implode. Ann knelt by my shoulders so she could kiss me while she played with my breasts. Jim, ever the gentleman, held me behind the knees so I could let the water hit me from my clit to my ass just by moving my hips. Ann stopped kissing me and shyly asked if she could go down on me. Jim moved up to my shoulders and Ann moved between my legs. I put my legs over her shoulders and waited for paradise. She was so nervous it made her touch me very gently, which was more erotic than anything I could have imagined. Her tongue barely parted my lips, and she slowly worked the tip of it onto my clit. My moans must have turned her on too, because the louder I got, the firmer her caresses became. I felt one of her fingers slide inside of me, and she started to make little circles around and around and around, while she matched them with her tongue. Out of nowhere, an orgasm crashed over me, the likes of which I had never experienced. Every time I thought I was coming down, she would suck my clit between her lips and I would come again. I remember thinking to myself "So, this is a multiple orgasm!" before I lost the ability to think at all. Once I recovered, I looked at Ann and smiled. "What shall we do?" I asked. "I think Jim deserves something extra special for being so patient." We rubbed our hands over his chest as we thought, nibbling on his muscled arms. "If you ladies are open to suggestions, I have one." Jim said. "I'll sit on the steps and let both of you go crazy – my legs are killing me from holding both of you up!" He sat on a step and stroked his cock. "Who wants to taste me?" he asked rhetorically. Ann and I took a deep breath, wrapped an arm around one of his legs, and lowered our heads to his waiting pole. She took him in her mouth, while I licked his balls. We took turns coming up for air, and soon had a good rhythm going. I tried taking in a mouthful of water and then blowing it out against his sac. He groaned in pleasure, and asked Ann to do the same to his cock. As we directed the water from our mouths all over him, he stroked himself to orgasm. When he came, we could feel it hit our faces and then dissolve into the water, which was an amazing feeling. The three of us snuggled up on the steps, opened a beer, and thanked God that no one else had come to the pool that night, or so we thought. When we finally made it back to the party, one of my friends sidled up to me and whispered "I guess you made quite a splash with Ann and Jim – thanks for the show!," then walked away. To this day, I don't know if he was guessing... or if we had an audience. What I Did On My Summer Vacation "Let's do it on the beach!" my wife suggested. "Are you serious?" I asked. I was far from against the idea, this just seemed slightly out of character for her. "Yeah, I am," she replied. "What the hell, we're at an couples resort and we don't know any of these people. I'll wear this dress and NOTHING else," she winked. "I'll sit on you, no one will even know we're doing it." 'This dress' was a blue sundress that buttoned up the front. It came to below the knee so there would be plenty of coverage, however I didn't think anyone would have any doubts whatsoever as to what we were up to if they came across Jen straddling my lap and bouncing up and down – covering dress or not. "OK," I agreed. "When do you want to go?" "How about now?" she replied. It was only 11:00 and there were bound to be plenty of people walking the beach this early. What the hell. "Sure," I replied. "Let's go." She made a production of taking off her panties, teasingly raising the hem of her dress just to the point where I could almost see paradise but no higher and then slipping them down her sun-tanned legs before stepping out of them. She grabbed a towel, "To sit on," she said. "So we don't get sand in uncomfortable places," and we were out the door. I was at half-mast as we walked the paths from our hotel room to the beach and kept my hand on her hip and ass as we walked, feeling the bare skin move under the thin cotton of her dress. We giggled as we stumbled along through the sand as she dragged me off the path and onto the beach. She picked the spot, not too far off the beaten path but in the shadows close to the hedge-like bushes that separated the ribbon of sand from the manicured grounds of the hotel. The moon was bright and she looked like a naughty angel standing there before me. She spread the towel out and turned to kiss me. Our lips met, standing there in the moonlight and I soon forgot any trepidations I may have had about being in so public a setting. My hands stole to her breasts, feeling her nipples hard through her dress. I unbuttoned the bodice, my hands fumbling slightly until the opening plunged almost to her navel. I slipped my hands in to cup her breasts and I felt her already hard nipples stiffen even more under direct contact with my hands. I loved my wife's breasts; so full and large for such a small woman. I let my left hand drop to her hips and pulled up her skirt, slipping under it as soon as I could. I stole to her pussy and she parted her legs to give me better access. She was almost dripping wet as I slipped a finger between her lips to stroke. "I'm nice and wet," she whispered into my ear, breaking off her kiss. She dropped to her knees and opened the waist of my pants, pulling down the zipper. I had gone commando as well in light of our plans and with practiced ease she pulled me free. Smiling up at me, she tossed her long brown hair out of the way and took me deeply into her mouth. I watched her kneeling before me, head bobbing up and down on my cock, the front of her dress swaying open, tits partially exposed to the night. I caught her head in my hands, "You'd better stop if you want to fuck too," I said, getting a bit breathless. She pulled away, wiping her lips on her arm and grinned. "Sit down," she commanded. I sat on the towel with my ankles crossed, cock pointing at the stars. She straddled me and pulled her dress high enough for me to get a good look at her pussy, open and glistening before she lowered herself, reaching down to guide me in as she impaled herself on my cock. The heat of her pussy was almost shocking after the cool night air and I gasped as I slid deep. She wrapped her legs around my back and her arms around my neck and started to slowly rock back and forth on me. It was frustratingly heavenly and made for wonderful, slow lovemaking. I closed my eyes and buried myself in the sensation for an unknown time until I heard a strange voice ask, "Want some help?" My eyes popped open and I saw a guy standing on the beach, a few feet away watching us. Couldn't tell if he was a local or a tourist like us. Middle aged in a tee shirt and shorts. Nothing particularly scary about him but I had a moment of panic and then Jen surprised me. "No," she told him, a bit breathlessly, 'but you're welcome to watch." To say I was shocked would be a massive understatement. It threw me for a moment, but Jen wasn't going to allow that. She started grinding harder on my cock and soon had my full attention again. "Suck my tits," she hissed into my ear. She loves to have them played with when we fuck, especially when she's on top. "He's going to see them," I whispered back. "I want him too," she replied. That was all the permission I needed. I pushed both sides of her dress open and sucked the nipple of one into my mouth, biting down softly and making her moan. I deliberately chose the one on the side furthest from our audience so he'd get a good look at her other one. I loved the idea of exposing her to a stranger. I escalated things even further, pushing the top of her dress off her shoulders. She surprised me again by dropping her arms from around my neck to allow me to push the dress off. The top quickly fell around her waist leaving my wife totally exposed from the hips up. We ground into each other, kissing again, me tugging her hard nipples. I saw her look towards our watcher when she suddenly moaned and came, convulsing slightly around me. I quickly looked over at him and saw he had his own cock out and was stroking. To this day I believe the sight of this stranger jerking off over her was what sent her over the edge. "You're sure you don't want any help?" he asked again wistfully a little after as Jen clung to my neck post-orgasmically. "No, but you look like you could use some," she said. "You can come over here." She looked at me, asking my consent and I just nodded, shocked but excited. She reached over and took him in her mouth as she bobbed up and down on my lap. The stranger groaned as he warm lips wrapped around his cock and she started to suck. He reached down and fondled her tits. She jerked him as she sucked and reached down with her other hand to stroke her own clit while I fucked her. "Oh yeah," the stranger groaned. "Yeah, do it. Yeah, gonna cum." Jen pulled him out of her mouth and directed the stream at her full breasts, looking into my eyes and smiling as he coated her skin. "Let me fuck you," he begged as she let go of his softening cock. "No, I think that's enough for now," my wife said. Our new friend took the hint and after thanking us profusely, moved on down the beach. We giggled and she asked me, "Did you cum?" "No," I said. "Didn't you like it?" she asked. "I loved it, I'm just not getting enough stimulation in this position," I answered truthfully. "Can we try a different one?" "Let's go back to the room," she said. I was a little disappointed in that but there was no way I was going to protest. With some difficulty I put my rock-hard cock back into my shorts and CAREFULLY zipped them up. She used the towel to wipe his cum off her chest and put her dress to rights leaving several buttons undone at the top, showing a lot more cleavage then she had on the trip down to the beach. I grabbed her roughly as soon as the hotel room door closed behind us, kissing her hard. I turned her around and bent her over the bed as she laughed, pulling her dress up and exposing her sweet ass and sopping wet pussy. I had my pants down in seconds and spread her lips with two fingers of one hand while positioning my cock at her opening with the other. She stopped laughing, gasping "Oh my God," as I slammed into her deeply and began to fuck her hard. She normally doesn't care for really rough sex but that night she loved it, grunting with each thrust until she came with a long, low, vibrating moan just as I shot an enormous load deep into her. We literally fucked 6 times that night and the next day was the only day of our trip that we didn't have sex – we were both too sore. I was looking for our stranger for the entire day but I honestly didn't really remember what he looked like. It was weird, I could see him just fine but the next day I really couldn't remember his face. Same with Jen. There was one guy who was talking to us one night at the bar who MIGHT have been him but we weren't sure and it wasn't something we were going to ask – "hey, are you the guy my wife blew after watching us fuck?" I suppose we COULD have but it seemed like bad form. We had just about given up any thoughts along those lines when, upon returning to our room, we found a note saying, "Thank you for a wonderful evening. I'd love to repay the favor with dinner tonight." It was signed simply 'Al'. "Well?" Jen asked me. "Are you hungry?" What I Did On My Summer Vacation It was the end of my Junior year at Princeton University. I had made only a few friends in those years. The University of course was full of the best and brightest from around the world. An Oklahoma farmboy myself, somehow I felt substandard to the group dynamics. I was a biology major and while I continued to get excellent grades, it was not without endless hours of studying. My social life was about the same as it was in high-school. I met a few nice girls, but most were so intent on their education that we became friends at best. Not exactly a nerd, I stand six-foot-three, with the body of an athlete but never engaged in sports much to the chagrin of every high-school coach back in Oklahoma. At Princeton there was no such pressure. During the final weeks of the spring semester I met Marina who had recently joined one of my study groups. Marina seemed impossibly shy, and at only about five-foot-three I towered over her. I gathered up a little nerve and introduced myself. "Mike Rawling." I smiled "Marina Ward." she returned. We became friends and spent most of the rest of the semester together. It was not a romantic relationship however. This is not to say that I was not attracted to Marina who had a very unconventional beauty. Short, thin, long brown hair, no breasts to speak of, and a fashion sense right out of the 1960's. T-shirts and shorts, no makeup, jeans, tube-tops, sneakers, and occasionally, jewelry that looked like it was hand-made. Marina hardly ever seemed to wear a bra and was either unaware or un-self-conscious about the fact that her nipples poked through everything she wore. As it turns out, Marina was home schooled for her high-school years, and tested out to be somewhat of a genius. Her mother was an environmental scientist and worked for the federal government doing environmental impact studies around the country. Marina's mom had divorced her father while Marina was very young and the traveling necessitated home schooling. In the final week of exams, I hardly saw my friend Marina until we were both in the same exam and lingered afterwards to catch up. Marina, mentioned that she would be working with her mom all summer at the beach here in New Jersey and that she was looking for another helper. She didn't actually suggest that I work with her but, I thought that's where it was going. "What kind of work is it?" I asked. "Bugs, fish, birds, sand, sticks, mud, grasses, clams, mosquitos, flies, digging, labeling, measuring, and sleeping." "If you like you can meet my mom this weekend and see if it might interest you." We made plans to meet her mom that weekend at a house she was renting for the winter a block from the beach. "Call me Claire." Said Marina's mom with a firm handshake and big smile. While Claire seemed to dress in the same "hippy" style as Marina, their physical difference was extraordinary. Claire stood about five-foot nine with streaked blond hair, bright green eyes, a slim-yet sturdy frame, and breasts. Spectacular breasts. Unfettered by a bra, I was mesmerized by their undulations beneath her t-shirt. Claire told me that she had a federal grant to assess the impact of a recent storm on the Sandy Hook beaches of New Jersey a six-mile long barrier island kept as a natural preserve and recreation area by the National Park Service. "It's a dirty job, we sleep in a tent most of the time, shower in cold water or bathe naked in the ocean and work from dawn until dusk in the heat and cold. We eat sandwiches and hot dogs." And then pausing, Claire said. "Nature in all its glory." She had me at "naked in the ocean". I called my parents to tell them that I had "scientific" work for the summer and would not be coming back to Oklahoma, except for a short visit before school restarted again. Two weeks later, Marina and I helped her mom unpack her rental house and move her few belongings into the SUV that would become our support vehicle for the summer. We packed a tent, and assorted, camping gear as well as two large cases for scientific instruments and various sample collection gear. During the hour long drive to our camping ground on Sandy Hook, Claire and Marina chatted like old girlfriends. They were very close, having spent most of their lives together. Like sisters really and only their physical differences reminded me that they were indeed mother and daughter. It was a cold and windy day at the beach, too early in the season for beach-goers as we pitched a single tent behind the dunes. A beautiful spot protected from the wind and with a ten-step climb up the dunes, spectacular views of the ocean, the breaking waves and the long line of grassy dunes. I got a quick tour of the layout. Nearby there were public restrooms, not yet opened for the season and outdoor showers that had recently been turned on but only offered water heated by the sun on the tanks in which it was held so - mostly cold water! There was a makeshift walkway from a large parking lot to the beach which I was surprised to hear was a nude beach. From the size of the parking lots I would guess it might be quite crowded in a few weeks when the weather improved. I was instructed on how to make use of a gravelly waste area behind a small parking lot as a bathroom and how to bury my own waste - at least until the public restrooms were open if I "chose to walk all that way". That night, we ate hot dogs roasted on our camp stove and the three of us climbed into the tent to sleep. We each had our own sleeping bags and owing to the cold weather tucked ourselves in tightly, with Marina in between me and her mother. It was still dark when I heard a rustling outside the tent and getting quickly to my knees realized it was just Claire gathering wood and brush to get a proper fire going in the fire pit. I poked my head out. "Showers or ocean, either way it's gonna be cold." Said Claire as Marina came into view with a load of branches. The possibility of seeing this mother daughter team naked had me immediately aroused. As the fire began to warm our little campsite the sun appeared over the ocean. The horizon lit up in a blaze of orange, reds and yellows. "Let's christen the summer and bathe in the ocean on our first morning" Said Marina. "Mike, get three towels out of the red bag on mom's side of the tent." I was already figuring that we would go down to the water, strip to our undies and splash in the ocean for a few seconds of fear and delight - for me at least, and then slip into the towels for the walk back. This was not their plan though. "Mike, put the towels on the seat next to the fire so they are warm when we get back." Said Claire. "Ready!" The two women just stood and stripped NAKED as if it were nothing. "Come on" I took off my t-shirt, and then my jeans and boxers in one motion. For a moment we just stood there looking. Claire and her heavy full breasts and shaved pussy. Marina with her erotically puffy nipples and pouty pussy lips that protruded through a sparse covering of hair. In that brief moment both women looked directly at my seven-inch rock hard erection sticking out of a mass of black curly hair. The next thing I knew we were running towards the ocean, the three of us delightfully naked. The wind had died completely and there were only little tiny waves, but I was sure the water would be almost frigid this early in the season. Seconds later we were fully immersed, laughing and screaming at the shock of the cold water surrounding us. The women both stood for a moment at the waters' edge rubbing sand on their bodies. "Better than soap." Claire said. "Gets all the dead skin off as well and leaves you smooth as a baby." I got an eyeful of Claire's beautiful body as she bent for sand and dangled her breasts. Marina was facing the other way and displayed a beautiful pussy and asshole to me as she momentarily bent for her sand. I stood and scrubbed myself with sand making sure to give them both a good view of my now softly hanging cock. We all soaked for just a few seconds more and then clambered back up onto the beach. "Wow that was cold." Said Marina, pointing to my cock which was now almost completely hidden in my pubic hair. Claire laughed politely as well and we started a brisk walk back to the campsite. Back at the campsite we grabbed our warm towels and stood in front of the fire baring our naked skin to the warmth of the fire and to each other. Within a minute or so of watching these two women drying themselves and warming their bodies, my cock was once again at full erection. Looking directly at my rock hard cock, Claire simply said, "Nice." And then "Let's get to work." We all got into our work gear, cargo shorts, t-shirts, sweatshirts and work boots and trekked about a mile south, carrying a variety of testing and measuring devices as well as notebooks, a camera and several different kinds of jars for samples. Having done this before, Marina worked at the waterside by herself. I worked along with her mother in the dunes while she moved up the beach inspecting, digging, taking notes, and putting samples into small containers. My job so far was nothing more than carrying the equipment. Although Claire was quick to explain everything she was doing. By noon with the sun overhead on a cloudless day the temperature had climbed into the 70's and Claire and I had both broken quite a sweat and were down to t-shirts and shorts. From time to time Marina would walk up to where her mother and I were working to ask a question, report a find or simply give me some samples of water, or sea-life that she had taken. This was far from the nude section of the beach and there were just a few sunbathers on the beach and about a half-dozen fishermen. We worked like this until the late afternoon, soaked in sweat and at this point, Claire's t-shirt was clinging to her breasts like a second skin. Working near the water, Marina had had a cooling breeze all day, so while her shirt was not soaked, her nipples were harder and more visible than usual. Back at the camp the girls decided to hit the showers and did not ask me to join them so I sat and looked out over the nude section of the beach. There were probably about 20 people on the beach, close enough that I could tell they were naked but not nearly close enough for a good look. Mostly males anyway as far as I could tell. At the camp fire that night Marina and Claire chatted about the findings of the day and the world in general as if they were old friends. They really were. Once again I was the last to rise, awakened as Marina came in to the tent and shook her long wet hair over my face. She had just returned from the showers and stood there in her towel. "Mom is at the showers now, you better get going too." I grabbed a towel and headed through the dunes towards the public showers. The sun had already risen above the horizon and it was getting nice and warm. Arriving at the showers, Claire was there in all her naked glory, washing her hair, soaping her big tits, and casually joining me in conversation as I stripped and took the shower head next to her. As I lathered and soaped, Claire squatted down on the cement floor and spreading her legs wide, produced a disposable razor. I grew to full erection as I watched her shave her legs. With my cock at her face level and she, taking lots of time to talk and visually examine my hard on. I thought that this might be the most erotic moment I would ever have. Claire was to prove me wrong. Still on the cement shower floor, Claire shifted towards me as she spread her legs wider than I thought possible. Claire began to shave her pussy lips. "Do you like this?" she said. I grunted something. "Yes, well I can see you like this. Feel free to relieve yourself if the pressure gets too much." She said with a laugh. I was a little embarrassed at this thought and tried not to encourage Marina's mom any more as she finished shaving her pussy. Back at the campsite, I got a strange look from Marina but countered with an innocent look of my own which seemed to satisfy her. This second day of work was relatively boring as we pretty much repeated the day before but in a different area. The weather had become hot for this early in the season and by early afternoon we were ready to call it a day. We trudged back to our tent, with me carrying most of the load and the girls talking between themselves. Lagging back a little because of the heat and the load I was carrying I didn't get much of the conversation until Marina looked back and paused waiting for me to catch up. "We're gonna spend the afternoon at the beach and then Mom is going to take us out for a real dinner." Of course the beach closest to our camping site was the nude beach which at this point seemed perfectly suited for us. We stripped, grabbed our towels and walked to the beach, this time Claire seemed to take a great interest in me, asking questions, about Oklahoma, my family, and my classes at Princeton. This was the first time we had really talked. When we got down to the beach we started to pass small groups of other naked people sunning, and chatting. When we got near the water we put our towels down and hopped in the water to clean off the grime of the day. There were about a half dozen others in the water and maybe twenty or thirty others walking up and down the beach. Most were older men. With all of the other men at the beach two things became apparent to me. First that my cock was bigger than most of the other men, not all but most. Yes men check those things out. Secondly that I was almost always erect and that few of the other men seemed to be. Claire went back to the towels and Marina and I stayed and played in the water a bit. Marina suggested a walk down the beach and we went back to the towels to tell her mom. Claire was lying back with her beautiful breasts flattened from their own weight on her chest and her newly shaved pussy lips exposed and engorged in the warm sun. My erection grew and made me feel a bit self-conscious as Marina took my hand and led me down the beach. Even after all of our nudity, the simple act of Marina and I walking hand in hand was thrillingly erotic. My cock bounced with every step and we walked for about an hour up and down the beach talking mostly of people at school and classes, though my cock never lost its erection. Lost in conversation we barely noticed Claire calling to us, and then turning, watched her jogging towards us, tits bouncing this way and that. "Mom likes to show off her breasts" said Marina. "Makes me feel a little inadequate." And looking down at Marina's engorged nipples I said, "I like yours." It was awkward but I think Marina appreciated the compliment. "Come on you guys we are supposed to be heading out to dinner." The shore bars were just starting to get into full swing and because it had been a hot day they were crowded on this evening. Claire had picked a place with a nice view of the ocean, as if we needed to look at the ocean some more but I think she just wanted to be in a crowd of people. Claire had worn one of those hippy-style wrap around dresses that was open in the front to the waist offering teasing glimpses of cleavage. The skirt came to a few inches above her knees with the opening slit of the wrap directly in front teasing at a view of her panties if in fact she had even worn them. "My mother the slut." Said Marina jokingly as we stood at the bar waiting for drinks. "My daughter the prude." Laughed Claire. Marina had on her special tie-dyed t-shirt that was actually cut very low across her chest and a pair of very short shorts. Just two hours ago we were all naked on the beach and yet in these outfits, in public the two women seemed just as sexy, if not more. Claire went to the bar and we could hear her laugh and flirt with the bartender. "These drinks are on the house." She said as she returned. The fact that her dress was now opened to reveal all but her big nipples was the likely cause of the bartender's generosity and Marina cast me a conspiratorial look of confirmation on my thoughts. I simply could not believe my luck as I sat having dinner with these two incredible women. The waiter was extremely attentive to our table, with both women exposing as much of their chests as they dared. We decided to get another round of drinks and as the waiter approached the table Marina said, "Let me try." With that she casually slipped one shoulder of her t-shirt down so that you could see half of the engorged puffy nipple on her left tit. "We'd like another round please and can you make them doubles and only charge us for one, we are a little over our budget here?" At this point Marina had no idea that her full left tit was out of her shirt. The waiter laughed and stared then looked at me with an admiring smile. He returned shortly with the three drinks and our final check which did not include a charge for the last three drinks. Claire signed the bill and handed it back to the waiter who stared directly at Marina and said, "Thanks for the tip." We all laughed and headed back to our little campsite before the effects of our drinking excess could fully kick in. The weather had not cooled at all and when we got back we simply stripped and headed into our tent exhausted from our day of work, our walk on the beach and quite a bit of alcohol. The problem with drinking that much for me is that it makes me pee at least twice during the night and apparently the girls had the same issue. The first time I got up a naked Marina was just returning from her own trip to our pee area. "Watch out for the wet spot." She said. I aimed for a bush myself knowing that the women would not have to squat over it and stand in my pee. Seemingly on the same schedule, Marina got up to pee about an hour or so later and since it had awakened me I followed her laughing together as we stumbled over the path. There was enough of a moon to light the area and I watched as Marina quickly squatted to pee. I could not actually see her pussy and just as I was wondering if she was peeing, I heard a splashing noise on the ground in front of her. I stood and watched until she stood up and came towards me. "Ready?" "I didn't pee yet?" "Well come on." I had never peed on command before and I stood there feeling stupid holding my cock in my hand and thinking if I didn't pee, she would think I just came there to watch her pee. Finally with a little concentration I let loose a strong stream of pee into the bushes but making sure not to hide from Marina's view. After all I had had a front row seat to her little exhibition. We stumbled back to the tent holding hands again for support more than anything else and once again passed out. As the sun began to rise it was already very hot in the tent as I lie half-awake fighting the urge to pee again. I sat up yawned when Claire's voice said. "Peeing again?" I just laughed a little. Claire sat up still naked and I watched as her tits jiggled. "Hang on, I'll go with you." With Marina lightly snoring in the tent and the sun well above the horizon we headed to the same spot in a small clearing that we had designated for this purpose. This time I had no problem starting to pee and barely made it to the clearing when I aimed my cock at the same bush I had wetted just hours ago and let loose a clear stream of piss. Claire watched without comment until I finished and then started talking about what we should do that day as she squatted in front of me. "It's going to be really hot today. I think we should work close to home here so that we don't have to hike with all the equipment and we can take dips in the ocean once in a while to cool off." What I Did On My Summer Vacation All of this while facing me, my cock level with her face and her hands holding her pussy lips open. "Sounds good to me." I said, but Claire was concentrating on the spray of piss coming from between her legs. She squatted for a good while after her pee stopped just holding her pussy and perhaps even rubbing it a bit. I was not looking directly at her but still my cock as always was fully erect. When we got back to the tent, Marina was dressed and groggy but ready to go. "We are going to work from here today little girl. It's going to be too hot. We can work naked from here if we want to." Marina took off her t-shirt but kept her cargo shorts on, grabbed her equipment pack and headed for the water topless. "Hang on missy, better put lotion on or you'll get burned to a crisp today." Marina returned and got some lotion out of the tent. Her mom and I talked about what we were looking for in the dunes that day as we watched Marina put lotion on her arms, shoulders and tiny breasts. There is something extremely erotic about a woman fondling her own breasts. "Let me get your back." Said her mom and proceeded to make quick work of it. Then, slapping Marina on the ass of her shorts, "Bring me back something interesting today." Looking at me and my fair skin, Claire said, "We had better wear t-shirts back here. It's going to be hot and we will sweat off any lotion we put on." I was disappointed but soon realized that Claire meant ONLY t-shirts and we both paraded into the dunes in our t-shirts and nothing else. While Claire's came down to the bottom of her ass, I got only glimpses of the pussy I had seen several times before - although I was no less eager to see it again and again. Being six-foot-three my shirt only came down to my waist leaving my ever-erect cock in full view while we worked. Our modesty from outside lurkers was protected in two ways. First of all the dunes were a protected area and always off limits to beach goers and secondly, well, it was a nude beach. As always, we dug, scraped, lifted, cut, sampled until we were soaked in sweat. At one point Claire was trying to pull something out of the ground. I watched as she spread her legs for support and flexed the muscles of her legs arms and ass trying to get the best leverage on the object. I asked if I could help but she told me she was going to give up in a second and that I should go down to the water and see how Marina was doing. When I got there it took me a while to locate Marina. The beach was now crowded with nudists walking up and down the beach. Finally I found her fully naked and sitting in a few inches of water talking to two men who were there for the day. Looking back I saw Marina's shorts on top of her pack. I stood and watched for a while from behind Marina. The men talking to her took no notice of me. One of the men who had to be at least 60 years old, had a huge belly and the biggest balls I have ever seen hanging low between his legs because of the heat. His cock hung loosely only two feet from Marina's pretty face as they chatted, her sitting with legs open giving them a full view of her pussy and puffy little tits. I was oddly jealous but decided just to leave her alone and head back to help her mom. Back in the dunes, Claire had not given up on trying to pull whatever it was out of the ground. In fact she had stripped off her shirt and was now completely naked and flexing every muscle in her body to try to extract what looked like a large root. On her knees, covered in sweat, her hair matted and tugging at the root, her big tits swaying with the effort, the sight of Claire was so incredibly erotic that my ever erect cock grew to the hardest it had ever been and even leaked a little pre-cum as I stared. "Don't just stare at my tits, get over here and help me." Standing just behind Claire I reached down to grab another portion of the root and when we pulled together my fully hard seven inch cock rested on her shoulder. As we tugged my balls compressed against her naked back. Finally we stopped and Claire gave me an odd look. Like she was mad at me. "What are we going to do with this?" she said, indicating my cock. I backed up a few steps sensing I had crossed some sort of line. "Come here." I took a step closer "No come here!" and as I stepped right up to Claire she wrapped her hands around my naked ass and pulled my cock directly to her face. Claire looked straight up past my cock into my eyes and after a moment of eye contact, took my cock into her mouth. Letting go of my ass with one hand, Claire grabbed my heavy hanging balls. In seconds she was taking the full length of my cock in her mouth. I had had only one blow job before and it consisted mostly of a handjob with the girl taking my cock head only into her mouth and then letting me cum in a paper napkin. But Claire had all of my cock in her mouth and throat sucking hard. Unlike the other girl, Claire wanted my cum. It didn't take long and the combination of her sucking and fondling of my balls had me shooting what must have been a huge load of cum directly into her mouth. I have no idea how much cum I actually shot because I never saw a drop of it. I must have shot seven to ten streams of cum directly into her mouth and she never flinched once. As my orgasm subsided, Claire licked the head of my cock a little and then once again stared into my eyes. "Now can we get to work?" she laughed. We decided to work on the root another day after we had dug around it a little and started to move on to another area when Marina came over the dunes with her shorts back on. Immediately she sensed that something was different, she looked at her mom, naked, flushed and sweating, nipples hard and erect and then at my soft cock. I believe this may have been the only time Marina had seen me without an erection. She gave us both a look and we all decided it was time for a late lunch and the beach. We had cold sandwiches and a few beers and headed back out to the nude beach. While Marina said nothing, I was sure she knew that her mother had blown me. We headed out to the beach and this time Marina kept her shorts on. Perhaps denying me a view of her pussy was a little way of punishing me or perhaps it was all in my head and she didn't know or didn't care. Claire slept on the towel next to us and we stared out at the water not really talking. Later, Claire went to the store for supplies and Marina and I went off looking for more dead branches to burn in our camp fire. We chatted amiably and lost our way in the dunes a few times, at one point coming out in a parking area for the non-nudist beaches. Marina still had on only her shorts and I had put on only a t-shirt. We laughed and hid in the bushes as fully clothed beach goers walked nearby. Claire had brought back incredible fish sandwiches for dinner and a case of strong beer, along with several bags of ice. Sitting by the fire after a few beers we were all laughing and enjoying the warm summer night. "So mom, did you fuck Mike or just suck his cock?" I froze, she didn't seem mad, just inquisitive. After all Marina and I had never even kissed. Claire just looked at Marina, wondering how she knew I guess. "When I got back to the dunes Mike's cock was soft and you looked pretty happy." "I have never seen Mike's cock soft and I haven't seen you that happy in a while." And as she said this she laughed and took another long drink of her beer. After some smiling amongst all of us, Claire spoke up, "Well the poor guy had a problem and it didn't seem like you were going to do anything about it." At which they both laughed. "I would have in time." Marina said. "He would have burst before you got around to it and by the way Mike weren't you planning on fucking Marina at any point?" I had no idea how to answer that and didn't really want to be a part of this discussion just yet so I just laughed the way they were. They went back and forth teasing each other like this for a bit and drinking their beers when Marina said something like, "Well at least he would get a nice tight young pussy instead of that used up old one." At this they both laughed hysterically. "Mine's tighter because it gets a little exercise once in a while." Marina's mom shot back. And then "Let's let Mike judge." And before I could even react. "Come here Mike." And of course I did. Claire and I were both in our standard t-shirts only while her daughter was still in just shorts. "Here." She said, spreading her legs. "Put your finger up my pussy." I looked back at Marina to see if there would be an objection but Marina had moved right behind me to get a good look. Claire spread her legs offering me an unobstructed access to her shaved slit. "Go on" Claire teased. I got on my knees and reached out for Claire's cunt lips, sliding the index finger of my right hand into her moist hole. I pushed it in and out a few times. "Now me." Marina said, getting out of her shorts and standing next to me. Without thinking about it, I continued to be the very lucky pawn in their little teasing game. I reached up and stuck the same finger into Marina's very wet cunt, again pushing it in and out a few times. "Well?" they said in unison. I mumbled something unintelligible. "Who is tighter?" There is no way I could answer this correctly. "I can't tell, you are both tight" "Of course he can't tell with his little finger in your big hole." Claire said, and they both bellowed with laughter. It was beginning to get loud and I was hoping no one would come walking through the dunes to catch this little play. I stood back up and took a few steps up the dune to check. The sun was now setting and there were only a few people on the beach far away from us. While the sun does not set over the water on the East coast, it does cast some very nice light over the ocean. As I turned back the women were still teasing each other. "Alright let's settle this." Said Claire as she climbed to the top of the dune next to me and got down on her hands and knees looking out over the water. "Get up here Marina next to me." Marina climbed up and got on all fours next to her mother." "Now fuck us, and tell us whose pussy is tighter." They laughed at this and both began shaking their asses in my direction. "We're waiting!" and again more laughter. I was, as always rock hard, standing behind two beautiful naked women who were on their hands and knees shaking their asses and asking me to fuck them. I really didn't have to think about it or even which one I would fuck first. I got behind Marina's ass, took my cock in my hand and rubbed it between her cheeks until I found her cunt slit and pushed it home. Oh my god, what a feeling. With each thrust Marina moaned with pleasure and I could actually feel her pussy juices flowing around my dick. I never wanted to stop. "Hey!" was all her mom said still wiggling her own ass. Reluctantly I pulled out of Marina's wet cunt and slid over behind her mother who was already moaning as I pressed the head of my cock between her butt cheeks looking for her hairless cunt. I felt her hand reach between her legs to guide my cock and I slipped easily in. I fucked Claire for just a few moments when she reached back to grab my balls. I was afraid I might cum and with my cock still pumping in and out of her mother, Marina got up and walked back down the dune. Feeling like I was going to cum and not sure where Marina had gone I pulled out of Claire's sopping wet cunt and stood up. Turning to look for Marina, I saw her grab a towel and head back towards us. Turning back again, Claire was on her knees and taking the opportunity once again to suck on my cock, tasting her own pussy in the process. Once again I was about to cum. Marina now stood beside and watched her mother suck on my dick for a second before laying down her towel and lying back on it spreading her legs. "Fuck me this way now." Was the last thing I heard before shooting my cum into her mother's mouth. As I pumped hot cum into her mother's mouth, Marina's hands went directly to her own pussy. As before Claire finished by sucking my cock head until I was soft. "Mom?" "He's twenty two years old, if you can't get him hard again you don't deserve it." Her mother giggled as she headed down towards the camp. I looked down at a disappointed Marina and my softening cock. But not to be defeated, Marina simply got to her knees and caressed my dick. She examined my balls and cock head in the fading light. She licked the shaft, she gently licked my balls and when the first life started to come back into my cock, she took the entire hardening shaft into her mouth. I could see her mother watching from down the hill about thirty feet away. Marina could not possibly have had much experience sucking cocks but what she was doing to me was amazing. It felt as if she were deeply in love with my cock and only wanted to please it. Soon I was fully erect and slowing pumping my cock into her mouth. I pushed Marina's head away and she resisted. Finally I got her mouth off my cock and guided her back down onto the towel where she obediently laid down and spread her legs. I took just a moment to take in the sight of Marina's beautiful pussy and engorged nipples before I got in between her legs and gently began to fuck her little body. Having cum in her mother's mouth about 15 minutes ago, I knew I would last long. I had jerked off quite enough to know how it works. We must have fucked for about 15 minutes before Marina came in a very loud and prolonged whimper. I fucked harder to make sure she got the full pleasure of the moment. After her orgasm Marina simply stared into my eyes and held my ass cheeks while I continued to stroke my cock in and out of her. I planted my cock as deep into Marina's cunt as I could and left it there while I sucked on her big nipples and finally kissed her as deeply as I could. Our tongues entwined for what seemed like hours. When I raised my head back up and began to slide my cock into her again, things had changed. We were now making love. Looking down the hill, Claire had gone into the tent. The beach was now empty and the stars above were starting to shine down on us. Lust started to take over once again from love and I pumped my cock into Marina with full force. "Don't cum inside me." Was all she said and I realized that Marina was not likely on birth control and neither of us wanted this magical night to end in pregnancy. We smiled at each other as I stroked my cock in and out of Marina's cunt until finally I pulled out and sprayed my cum on Marina's belly, and tits, with one long shot putting a stripe of cum from her chin to her forehead. Marina licked and we laughed. I kissed the remaining cum off of her lips and we had another deep kiss. Finally we stood and walked hand in hand to the water where we bathed and played a bit before enjoying a nude walk back under a now bright moon. Climbing back in the tent, Marina's mom was sleeping naked on top of her sleeping bag and awakened to our laughing. Nothing was said, but Marina moved to the outside in the tent and motioned me to slip in between her and her mother. Soon Marina was fast asleep and gently snoring while I stared at the top of the tent. Claire reached over and grabbed my soft cock and balls gently playing with them. I fondled her big tits for a while and we kissed before falling asleep.