Drywood Ch. 04

(Its an ongoing story – presentations and such in leading chapters)

Chapter 4. (Day 2)

When I woke up in the morning light the bed was empty. I really think it was the movement when the girls left that had stirred me. I stretched and let my body wake slowly. Sunshine was pouring into the house and the chill of the night was slowly leaving the rooms as the sunshine heated up the air.

Looking at the clock on the wall I could see that it was seven in the morning. I had to go up and use the bathroom and did so, and decided to start breakfast as I was up anyway. Putting on a pair of shorts and a T-shirt before starting the coffee machine. I was listening to the movements of the girls in the house. I stood there and smiled carving bread and preparing breakfast and thinking how lovely it was to have someone around.

Helen came first. Dressed in an oversized T-shirt hanging loose on her body, probably nothing else, judging from the silhouette could see when the sunshine lit her up from behind. She was sporting a big smile and generally looked like she was enjoying herself. The hug she gave me was warm, tight, long and felt like a promise of much more to come. Tilting her head back she gave me a big kiss and sighed.

With almost a purr she said:

“You have no idea how happy I am feeling right now”

She slumped down on a chair, pulling her legs under her. I had a hard time keeping my eyes on the things I was doing seeing her garment ride up on her legs.

“I borrowed a T-shirt from you”

she said and smiled, holding the lower hemline so that I could see that it indeed was one of mine she was wearing.

“It looks much better on you.”

I joked and served the coffee.

She started talking about things we had done and said those years ago and I saw some of her actions in another light when she explained how she had longed and teased me. Being off limits for her, and not really understanding it the way she wanted me to, as I was so preoccupied by other things and other people. Chatting away I didn’t notice that Anette had snuck up behind me and now put her arms around me from behind, hugging me and kissing me from behind.

“You are some kind of person; I have slept like a log. So nice to finally get to know you, I have been listening to so many stories about you for so long.”

I turned around and took a good look. She had put her long black hair in a knot in the back of her head and had on a tank top, probably two sizes too large and a pair of small shorts. She looked lovely and enticing.

“No coffee for me in the morning — is there some yogurt or something? ”

I could see the energy seeping out from her, some kind of electricity, like she was tuned up and just ready for something to happen.

“Fridge is there- take what you like”.

Chatting and laughing we decided to go down to the beach and see if the water was warm enough to take dip in the morning, and they told me to bring the camera, they would want to get some pictures in their bikinis down by the beach. Said and done, I put the camera and a bit of apparatus in a bag, collected a few towels, put on a pair of shorts and waited patiently for the two girls coming out from their room.

Anette still in tank top and shorts, Helen had nipped my bathrobe from somewhere and was flapping the loose garment around as she walked. The sun had just cleared the treetops when we got down to the beach and the sand was damp and warming in the sun. I set my things down, spread two blankets on the beach, noted thankfully that we were alone and concentrated on the camera for a second. Looking up I saw that the girls had changed into bikinis. Helen had a dark blue rather modest thing on and was making her way down to the water and when she got to the edge, she called out that the water was lukewarm and just great.

Anette sporting a bright red bikini, nothing too risky but with a body like she had it was still a sight. Water was indeed lovely and after having taken a few pictures of them in shallow water I dipped in and went out to join them in the water. After a short while of swimming and playing in the water we went up again on the beach and Helen said that she wanted to change bikini and take some pictures in another one. She took my bathrobe and went to her bag and Anette was making some poses on the beach, wet and tall and with the sea behind her. Nice pictures and a real feast for the eyes.

“How about this one…?”

Helens voice behind me made me turn around and that was something to look at. The collected sum of the area of the three pieces of fabric in that thing she was wearing would probably amount to a normal stamp. The two small blobs held by thin strings just covered her nipples, and really nothing more. The boobs were round and lovely and straining against the small strings holding the two pieces in place, barely. The third piece was a small triangle, just covering a small area between her legs, and again the thin strings was nearly invisible on her skin.

The pieces were so small that I had some difficulty deciding the color but they were probably white, and might have some kind of pattern but I was not sure. I must have looked slightly dumb or something because she was smiling at me and laughing…

” I can see that you like it.”

She said it with a twang in her voice, and I could not hide that. She was a sight.

“You want me to photograph you in that???”

“Yep-. Go on ”

She started to pose — first straight up and then more and more hot as I was taking pictures. We took a few pictures when she had her back turned to me and you could hardly see that she had anything on. The strings were so thin that she looked completely naked from behind, and I told her so.

She just laughed and turned around with a big smile, went very close and kissed me. Doing so she put her hand on the front of my shorts and took a firm grip around my rigid cock.

“I can see that you like it…”.

Pushing and shoving me backwards I was afraid of tripping on something and falling over. Turning around so not to fall I came face to face with Anette, who had changed her attire as well. Now she was poured into the onepiece suit that Helen had tried last evening. It looked like it had been sprayed on Anettes body. The deep V-shape low in the front didn’t really hide anything, every shape was clearly visible thru the fabric, and the small lines going over her shoulders did nothing to hide her lovely and firm breasts with now the nipples poking straight out.

She had her arms straight up in the air and the long black hair flowing free over her bare shoulders.

“Take my picture like this.”

Looking straight at me as I tried to catch my breath, swallow and concentrate on pictures, not easy, but still. Some of the pictures came out so hot that they could probably never be shown anywhere I was thinking. To get a better angel I was standing on my knees and trying to get a picture with the horizon out at sea as a background behind her tall and very sexy shape. Suddenly I felt Helen’s hands pulling on my shoulders and due to my position, I fell over backwards on the blanket where I was sitting. She took the camera away from me and put it away in its bag, smiling at me as I lay flat on my back.

I tried to rise but she placed her body on top of me and planted a big kiss on my lips. I could feel her skin almost all over me. The small pieces of fabric didn’t do anything to hinder that. Taking my hands and putting my palms flat on her chest I could feel her breasts with the hard nipples and caressed them and even pinched them between fingers and thumb. I could hear her moaning as I touched her. I could feel her wet pussy grinding down on my shorts, and my by now rock hard cock flat on my stomach. She spread her legs wide giving herself a better angle to grind down on me and started to move upwards on my body. Soon enough she was planted on my mouth, and I had her lovely folds to play with my tongue.

The smell was overwhelming and exhilarating as her wetness was guiding me to her most sensitive parts and finding her clit to use my lips to get her to enjoy it. Just as I was hearing her panting and she grabbed my head and holding on, I could feel someone tugging at my shorts to get them off me. Lifting my ass from the blanket I felt Annettes hands drawing the shorts down and feeling my legs back upwards and caressing my cock.

I could not see her as I was busy and had Helen between us. I could feel Annettes grip hardening as she was steering my cock into herself. Slowly she let gravity push her body down on me. Some kind of ragged growl was coming from her until she bottomed out and just sat still for a moment. That was a lovely feeling. I was deep inside her warm and gripping tunnel.

Helen had sensed what was going on and lifted from my face and turned around, so the two girls were facing each other. Sun shining down on us, warm and soft, warm sand on my back and two lovely girls, one on my face and one on my cock. What a feeling.

They both started to move, grinding on me and making slow and sweet sounds. I could feel the juices flowing from them both, and I was getting wet both on crotch and face. Freeing my hands, I moved them so that I could stimulate Annettes clit while she was moving back and forth with my cock deep inside her. It did not take long for them both to climax, and hard.

Helen flopped down by my side with a contented smile and just lay there panting.

“MAN! You know how to make a girl come…”

The sigh was deep and contented. She snuggled up by my side in the sun. Annette lifted herself off me and my cock made a distinct plopping sound as it went out of her, and I could see the juices flowing out. Hers, not mine, I was still standing straight up. She just made a face, smiled and sat down on my cock again. The juices made it so slippery that I went in all the way in one single movement. The sigh from her was contented and she sat like that for a moment just to get the feel again.

She felled her warm and lovely body over me and started to move her hips in all directions, while letting her tongue investigate the insides of my mouth. My cock was dancing in and out from her warm and slippery tunnel, and when I tried to move, she just said between gritted teeth