The Novice Nudist.
written by:
Tom

-1- Jennifer slipped her denim down over her pert trim bum, well knowing that the hungry and expectant eyes of the two men were eagerly devouring every bit that could be seen.

In the dim lit room she knew that was not much, and that added to her boldness. The other motivation was simply that it made her impossibly horny to tease her husband and his friend. Especially teasing her husband and friend, in the presence of her hubby, Tom.

She was standing by the bed in the dimly lit cabin, with her back turned to the men. Then Jen slipped her soft white cotton panty of, revealing the twin white orbs of her bum below her white T shirt and slipped under the covers of the only bed in the bungalow.

Thomas's heart skipped a beat at Jenny's boldness. For a moment he was jealous of sharing the sight of Jen's lovely rear with Fred, but Fred was his oldest and closest friend. At the same time he was filled with pride, not only of Jenny's looks, but he was also filled with pride of her courage and boldness, in teasing them with the sight of her naked rear.

Fred sat with a growing erection, picturing the rest of Jenny naked. He felt slightly uncomfortable about his arousal at the sight of his friend's wife. But then, they clearly were having fun with him.

Thomas and Fred had been friends for ages, even before Tom had met Jenny. He had been a big influence in the development of their relationship in his steady and calm approach to life.

Fred had been brought up within a stern, patriarchal house and classic authoritarian schools, which had by inverse reaction moulded his personality and influenced his outlook on everything, from sex to politics to economics. He was a leading liberal thinker in terms of economic theory which he taught at the same university he had obtained his Ph.D. Despite his liberal convictions, his upbringing was extremely conservative and his manners impeccably old world. Beneath his confident exterior he was actually very gentle and soft and even shy.

Fred went much further in his economic thinking than "the less government, the better". He considered all rules as essentially oppressive and contrary to the natural state of man. In accord with his world view, he was also an avid naturist. At college this had given rise to many hours of "red-wine-debate" between the three of them, running into late nights. At such occasions the three of them would often just fall asleep at whoevers lodgings they were, and crash there for the night. This had also led to a toothbrush-and-panty sort of partnership, as the three would often overnight together in someone's single lodgings.

Fred had gone to college on swimming scholarship and had for quite few years been the collage swimming champion, and was built likewise. He kept up his swimming after he graduated. His hair thinned a bit prematurely, but this, far from distracting from his good looks, gave him an intellectual appearance. But despite his stunning physique and looks, he was rarely in a steady relationship, preferring instead, it would seem, to relegate his love life to living vicariously through his two friends.

Jennifer and Thomas were certainly close enough to each other and to Fred, to fill the non-physical need for company, and non-physical female company, that he did have. Physical needs were catered for by the occasional one night stand, about which Jenny ribbed him mercilessly.

Jenifer accepted Fred's presence like that of a fond brother. Between the three of them they had no secrets, and Jen often provided Fred with a woman's view and knowledge. So, they did not only know about Fred's love life, but he also knew theirs. Plus other intimate details like what made Jen come and how often. How she felt about size,(Tom was more than adequate) and quizzed her on the intimate details of female masturbation, and so on. (she did not like toys but used her fingers.)

Jenny was filled with a joi-de-vivre that was part of her attractiveness. Not that she was a candidate for Ms Personality when it came to looks. She was beautiful. She had a remarkable sense of humour, and had not quite outgrown the terrible tomboy she was when growing up. She had a light frame. She could eat anything without picking up an ounce, and when it came to sport she was a jack of all trades, playing tennis, swimming and running ultra-marathons. Her natural condition was being as fit as a racing dog. Although petite, she had every bit the physique of an athlete. She had brown hair and soulful blue eyes. She was compassionate, which with her sense of humour, made it a pleasure for other people to get along with her.

Tom marvelled at the fact that she had fallen in love with him. A girl like Jen could get any guy she'd want. Tom did not consider himself a catch, even though people, including Jen, told him he was very handsome. He was slightly stocky, but well-proportioned, and exceedingly strong. He was well endowed -very big for his size, so to speak, though it obviously was not one of his publicly attractive attributes. He was blessed with a ready and fast wit, which stood him well in his profession as a lawyer. He carried himself with a quiet confidence, rare to his profession, but well suited to his calm and quiet character.

The three of them formed a remarkable group and were admired by the freshmen and envied by many.

******.

Soon after college Tom and Jen were married in a fairy tale wedding. They now had 4 years of married bliss behind them. At Fred's insistence they had planned a week away near a popular nudist beach. At first Jen would not hear of it, but because it was Fred's urging, she considered it. He spoke of the non-sexual nature of naturism. The fact that there was other textile beaches in the vicinity which she could use if she felt uncomfortable made her agree. Secretly she had in mind to plead "uncomfortable" immediately and not visit the nudist beach at all.

So Tom rented an old run down cabin which they could afford. It was however, as realtors are fond of saying: "in need of a little attention" or "a renovator's dream". For them, however it was like an island honeymoon, and just perfect. There was only one slight cloud on the horizon: Fred offered to show them the ropes and appeared to have every intention of joining the couple. They had trouble enough to keep him from going with them on their original honeymoon to Italy, and so they soon relented and agreed that he come along "for just a day or two".

That morning found them up early, but Fred was already waiting by the car. "You are up early" Jenny teased "are you ready for your eye test?" Fred fidgeted uncomfortably. "It is a long time since you have had a hot date. If you have forgotten what it looks like, I can point one out to you at the beach. Or are you bargaining on a private preview?" she continued to tease good naturedly.

Fred reckoned he deserved the ribbing he was going to get for having organised himself into their vacation. There was certainly more of that in stall for him but it was worth it to be with his pals. Especially worthwhile to see Jen naked at the beach. Despite their close relationship, he had only caught glimpses of Jen's lovely body. He imagined Jen's long brown hair hanging over her neck and breast and found himself inappropriately beginning to rise. "So much for all that bull about naturism being non sexual" he thought, disgusted with himself. "But I'm only human" Fred mentally comforted himself.

Tom had meanwhile finished packing their stuff into the car and they set off. Tom's car was an classic old Alfa Romeo, without much space. Jen was dressed for the beach, with a figure hugging denim and a loose top. With her trim firm figure she did not need a bra. The gentle sway of her firm tits confirmed that she was not wearing one. Tom and Fred were enjoying her shape as she swung her pretty ass into the low slung motorcar, hinting at better things to come. Her long brown hair was tucked into a loose playful ponytail.

"There" Jen said cheekily "Were you hoping my denim would bust a seam?" "Sure could do with a preview!" Tom joked back, as they set off.

-2-

They got to the cabin in the late afternoon. The letting agent had been quite truthful about the condition of the cabin. He had apparently no idea of the cabin's strong points. For one, it had a magnificent sea view. Further, it was set amongst the dunes. Sand came all the way up to the front door and the shrubbery grew wild around it. The only thing that was new about it was a wooden deck with a hottub installed in it. It was absolutely idyllic. Jen could not contain her enthusiasm. "Let‘s buy it Tom!" she exclaimed on first sight. Tom was calmer "We haven't even seen the inside. Let us first see how we enjoy the week before we rush into anything." The cabin inside was as quaint as the outside, though it did need a lot of work. It consisted of one room and a bathroom. It was made entirely of wood, except for the roof which was covered with asbestos panelling. On the one side was an open plan kitchen with a serving counter and four barstools. In front of the counter was kitchen table, with four chairs. In front of that, lined up with double glass panelled doors opening on to the deck, was a million year old leather couch. "I hope for your sake that it is as comfy as it looks." said Tom to Fred, with reference to the couch they were looking at. Fred stretched himself out on it and said "sure, it will be fine" acknowledging that that was the only other available sleeping spot apart from the double bed that stood in the far end of the cabin. The cabin was equipped with oil lamps and a gas stove apart from electric lights that were placed on the walls, suggesting that the area was prone to power failures. The only real drawback in case of a power failure would be that there would be no hot water in the bath or hottub.

The sun was setting by the time they had inspected the cabin and unpacked their stuff. Fred started to fry some kingklip on the stove. He was quite handy in the kitchen. Jennifer thought to herself that the girl who got him would be quite lucky. Her mind involuntarily went to other aspects of him. She pictured him naked on the beach as he would be tomorrow and felt a twitch in her groin. She guiltily looked away from him. All day she had felt the guys eyes on her, making her horny. Even with their long history the atmosphere was thick with tension. There was a daring naughtiness about what they were busy with. No one could pretend that the thought of spending time together naked at the beach was not a turn on. Jen and Fred's history, despite the fraternal nature of it, was not entirely platonic. Before she had started going steady with Tom there was a period where both regularly asked her out. Tom knew that she had made out a couple of times with Fred and some of the sexual tension had stayed. She remembered keenly Fred's lips on hers and the way he had snuck his hand under her blouse, pinching her nipples. She remembered how aroused she had been, how her nipples had become hard at his touch. She remembered how his eyes had become soft and glazed over when she touched him through his pants. She remembered how wet she had become when she felt him stiffening in his pants. She felt that way again today with the guys so obviously eying her with anticipation of more to come. She grew wet again at the thought of seeing and being seen. She thought of what they might be thinking, visualising her naked, and the only thing that worried her was that they would be able to see her wetness. Then there still was the ablutions of tonight with the bathroom with the rickety door. The fact that they would all be sleeping in one room did not bother her much. She always slept in just a T shirt, and she intended to do just that. But she would tease the men a bit. Even though it had not been decided that they would definitely be going to the nude beach, she knew she would go sooner or later. Anyway although only Tom had seen her naked, Fred had a good feel of area in question, and Tom seemed to be enjoying the imminent pushing of the boundaries. This excited her even more in a way she could not understand herself.

Fred was finished preparing their dinner and they sat down to eat. They had brought quite a few bottles of wine, and did not intend to take it back with them. Tom kept their glasses full and by the time they had finished dinner they were all feeling it. It was time for bed.

Jen stood up and said she ready for bed, making sure that the men got a good view of her cleavage. Tom saw Fred eyes light up at the sight and felt his own pulse quicken. "Do you guys need to pee, or is that difficult with a hard-on?" Jen teased.

"Just get on with it or you might be sorry you brought it up." answered Fred, smiling, pleased with his double entendre.

Jen moved to the bottom of the bed where she would largely be out of the light but not out of sight. Then Jen slipped her denim over her pert and trim bum well knowing that the hungry and expectant eyes of the two men were eagerly devouring every bit that could be seen. Then Jen slipped her soft white cotton panty of, revealing the twin white orbs of her bum below her white T shirt. She wiggled her bottom playfully at the staring men. The men were straining to see in the dim light. They could only make out her white bum and tanned legs. Tom felt himself stiffening as he peered through the darkness at her bum crack and the dark triangle formed by her bum and legs. Suddenly he was overcome with lust at the thought of his wife being so intimately on display, and he wanted more. He silently wished for her to open her legs in the lewdest way possible and display to Fred every intimate part of her. Then he was overcome by shame and guilt over his sudden reaction, but his erection refused to die down. It was obvious through his thin boxer shorts that he was aroused, but when he guiltily peeked at Fred, it was clear that Fred was in the same condition. That aroused him even more. Then Jen slipped under the covers and the moment passed. Fred went to the bathroom which gave Tom the opportunity to slip into bed with Jen.

While Fred was busy drawing a bath the couple had the opportunity to whisper privately. "Wow, that was hot" whispered Tom in Jen's ear. "Is that to say you're not mad at me?" she asked. "NO, how could I be. It was my idea that we come prancing around in the nude. How do you feel? Are you mad at me?" "No." said Jen "I too thought that that was incredibly hot. I really liked the feeling of two men watching me naked. But I really don't want to ruin or complicate our fantastic relationship. I love you so much. And I love this playful side of you. But if you are having second thoughts, we can go home tomorrow."

"Naw, Jen, it is just a game. But we should keep talking, the two of us, so that nothing comes between us." Tom spooned Jen and felt her breast with the one hand. Her nipple was harder than he had ever felt it before. Then he slipped his hand down between her legs and felt her wetter than she had ever felt before. "Wow, it really turned you on!" To which Jen simply responded "shut up, and fuck me!"

********.

-3-

The following morning the couple slept late. After Fred had gone to sleep they had marvellous and continuous sex for most of the night. Fred got up fairly early and had gone for a long walk. He was thinking a lot about the situation with his couple friends. He had never lost his thing for Jenny. Maybe that was the reason he never fell for anyone else. He was apprehensive of the impact this new development might have on their friendship. Above all he was afraid that the friendship he so cherished would be harmed by unforeseen or unintended developments. But he was incredibly turned on by Jenny's playful attitude. As he walked, thinking to himself, he was getting an erection again. He'd have to keep the channels of communication with them open if it was not to turn into a disaster.

By the time he got back to the cabin Tom and Jen had fixed themselves something to eat and were sitting in the hottub on the deck, looking out over the ocean. Tom had his swimsuit on and Jen only her bikini bottom. Her pert tits were just below the water level, but still looked magnificent. Her light brown nipples stood out clearly against the white of her tits. He immediately found himself becoming stiff again, and shifted uncomfortably.

"Don't worry about hiding it" said Jenny with a smile "if you were not affected by a naked woman, I would be rather surprised. If you were not affected by me, I would be offended. You know what they say about a hard on being the most honest compliment!" With that settled amicably, Fred took of his tenting pants and got into the hottub with his enormous erection dangling ahead of him. Jen had never seen a penis with a foreskin and was intrigued. "Do you pull the skin back or does it do that by itself?" she asked. She examined the ridge made by the glans under the skin, and admired the bulging arteries. "Do not pay it so much attention" half joked Fred "or I'll have to jack off, and you will be sitting in the spunk!"

"Oooh..." said Jen jokingly "that would be nice"

After that, it was off to the beach. Jen flipped a T shirt over her head and declared herself ready to go. Fred and Tom packed a basket and threw in a set of beach bats to boot, and off course, enough wine. Then they set of along the winding rocky path that led to the nude beach. Somewhere along the line Jen had forgotten her intention to spend the first day at least, on the textile beaches. So much so that she had even not packed a bikini top. She walked ahead and the men feasted their eyes on her swaying rear.

The beach was already populated by a few couples walking around nude, in the wide open space. A few outcrops of rocks were scattered at uneven intervals. People were lying on the areas of sand between the rocks or behind them. Not that that indicated modesty, because everybody was still within full view of all who walked by, but it did serve to space the people a bit. The trio headed for a fairly large rock, that, with other rocks formed a sort of gully, giving a little more privacy.

Fred stripped fully naked and Jen had the opportunity to look him over good. He had the classical washboard abs, was tall framed and tanned all over. His penis, now limp, hung almost half way to his knee, protruding from a bunch of unruly pubic hair. The rest of his body was covered with a soft sandy down. A foreskin was a good idea, thought Jen, given the exposure to the sun it must be subjected to. Jenny looked at the front where the eye of his penis was just peeking out. It looked immensely suckable to Jenny, and she wondered how it would feel in her mouth. She was glad that she still had her clothes on because she felt the first evidence of wetness between her thighs. And a tingling in her groin. She wondered how that long thing would feel inside her. Whether she would be able to feel the skin and the ridge inside her. She became weak at the knees and quickly sat down.

Tom was in the meantime occupying himself with opening a bottle of wine. He had also already stripped off, and moved about as if he had been going naked all of his life. Jenny sat down on her towel and pulled her T shirt over her head, where it stuck in her ponytail. Tom came to free her but also to enjoy the sight of his wife's tits from nearby, while they struggled with releasing her hair. As soon as she got it off, she was in an excellent position to compare the two men. Tom's penis was considerably shorter, but also considerably thicker than Fred's. It was circumcised and she knew exactly how it felt in her mouth, her memory having to go back no further than the previous night in the cabin. She loved the feel of his large balls as it hung in her face as she licked them.

They were quite different physically but both beautiful to her in their own right. She couldn't really say which body she preferred. But Tom was her soul mate. Notwithstanding the intimate nature of her fraternal relationship with Fred, it could not be compared to what she shared with Thomas. There was that magical and un-understandable ingredient that they called love that attracted and attached her to him, made her trust him with her life, made her want to protect him and hold him forever. And know Tom even seemed to understand, no, even share, and appreciate her wild desires. She could only hope it was not too good to be true. But what they had, she knew, went beyond sex, beyond physical intimacy, beyond personal secrets. It was a real hart to hart connection.

Jen stretched her out on her beach towel and rubbed lotion onto her lily-white titties. Fred and Thomas were watching her with more than a passing interest. She was lying a bit further up in the gully with the two men below her and between her and the rest of the beach. It afforded her a little privacy but also it afforded them a near perfect view perpendicular to her body.

"Aw, shucks" said Fred "there it goes again" looking at his rising penis in mock disappointment. "I told you earlier it was OK" said Jen sympathetically, "and I was just thinking of taking my bikini off" "Well, don't let us stop you thinking!" quipped Tom. He was still amazed at his intense desire to see Jen naked in front of others and amazed at how beautiful she looked to him.

Jenny lay on her back, and despite her determination to act casual, she glanced round quickly before she started taking her bikini off. The men watched transfixed. Despite the beach being full of naked women, Jen's nakedness was just something completely different. As she pulled her bottom down her white tummy came into view. It looked exceedingly white, contrasted to her tanned tummy above it. Next appeared a pinkish slit - not a hair in sight. She lifted her bum to free the piece of material and took it halfway down to her knees, lifting her legs. Two full pink lips appeared framed by her tanned legs. Both men were now fully erect. Fred was casually rubbing the head of his penis which seemed to standing out a mile. Tom had his in hand too, though it didn't stand out so prominently.

Jenny put her legs down which released the pressure her legs were putting on her lips, causing them to flower, as it were. They now spread out, bringing her inner lips into view with the little bud sitting up in the middle. Tom thought it was just the nicest sight he had ever seen. Although he had seen it so many times before, the sun the beach and the admiring eyes made it so much more sexy. The soft, intimate folds her inner and outer lips made, the slightly darker area around her outer lips, and the slightly pinkish colour of her inner lips peeking out, and the almost translucent little bud, standing up palely, was like a picture, a work of art. Tom felt at one with Jen. It was as if a part of him was so beautiful. He felt his heart swell with pride, and a little bit of lust. This was his, and only his. His in the fullest meaning of the word, even to share with other admirers.

"Wow" said Fred "let us take our minds of it a bit, and play beach bats." "She is not an "it". And if you're talking about taking your mind of "it", forget it. Men's minds will always be on "it" joked Tom. Thereafter the two naked men kept themselves busy with the ball and bats. They appeared quite adept at it. Soon Jen was watching two naked sweat-drenched men battling it out for supremacy. After a while Fred was ready for an easier opponent and targeted Jen "come on I always wanted to play in the woman's league" he cajoled. He had forgotten that tennis was her sport and fitness her middle name.

Fred and Jen played a vigorous game. Soon they were glistening with sweat, charging about, recovering shots. After a while a small crowd had gathered to watch them. No doubt Jen's naked athletic antics inspired their curiosity. At one stage Jen even ended a move with a cartwheel, to the male onlooker's great delight. She jumped and retrieved as if she was fully clothed, completely forgetting her nudity in the moment. She bent over to pick up the ball from the ground oblivious of the fact that in the process she put herself on display "down there". Tom was immensely proud of her abilities and her boldness and her beauty, and honestly wished she could do that every day. Eventually they fell on to their towels, exhausted and lay there sweating and panting. Two guys from the crowd had stayed behind and were sitting on a nearby rock, watching Jen, whom they obviously found pretty. Jen looked at the two, who in turn saluted her by growing erections. Tom thought of the saying that Jen had quoted that morning in the hottub. Jen apparently thought of it too, for she lazily scratched her lips and rubbed her little nubbin. The two on the rocks picked up her cue and started stroking. She responded by spitting into her hand and rubbing the slick saliva into her slit. She rubbed around her clit, just missing direct contact with it. Round and round. Opening the lips and slipping a finger inside.

The two on the rocks grew frantic at the sight of Jen masturbating openly. They spat in their hands as well and rubbed it onto their crowns. Then they started jerking rapidly and rhythmically. Two red heads popped out of their rough hands and they squeezed the shafts.

Tom noticed that Fred had joined the choir and was also masturbating furiously, with his eyes fixed between Jenny's legs. Tom also had a boner but did not masturbate. It seemed inappropriate to masturbate to his wife with complete strangers, even though he and Jenny had often done so together in private. He could not however take his eyes of the scene of Jen's contorting lips, and her admirers wanking over her.

Fred particularly made the most of it. He stroked his long shaft right to the root, pushing his balls back as if to get another inch into the imagery hole. Then he would take a couple of short strokes, focusing on the crown, and then take a couple of long ones again. Jen in the meantime had enough of the indirect approach. She now concentrated on her clit, slipping two fingers inside with every other stroke. The two rock spiders were the first to cum, spewing silver juice into the air, dribbling cum over their hands. The action sent both Jen and Fred over the top. Fred came on a particularly deep stroke. He pushed back his balls and held it there while he spewed oyster juice all over his towel. Jen lurched upwards with her bum, stuck her fingers deep inside her and held on while she convulsed and convulsed and convulsed.

***********.

-4-

"Eeww, I was such a slut today" whispered Jenny to Tom as they lay in bed that night. "I didn't know I was such an exhibitionist. Are you mad at me?" she asked. "No, not at all" Tom replied. "Seeing you like that did something to me that I can't explain myself. I adored seeing you like that. I worshipped you. You were just too beautiful for words. When you came, I almost came too, without even touching myself." "I wish we could stay here forever and stay like this for always." "I love you so much."

"I love you too"

And they made passionate love under the covers, not minding whether Fred could hear them or not.

*******'

Tom awoke the next morning the find Jennifer spot next to him empty. There was a bustling in the kitchen. Jen and Fred were making crumpets. Clearly Jen had also taken the nudist thing to heart as she and Fred were both a nude as new born babies. Anyhow, they were past modesty with Fred. How would she credibly try to hide a nipple after the display she had put on yesterday?

"What are you two up to?" Tom asked without getting up. "Oh, hello to you too, sleepyhead" replied Jen "a man who had worked as hard as you did last night, deserves breakfast in bed." "What about a wake up kiss?" Jen clambered on the bed on all fours, never minding that she gave Fred another display. They kissed passionately so much so that wetness began to pool in Jenny's visible opening. "Jeez. I wish I could kiss like that." said Fred. "You are angling for a sympathy fuck." said Jen "Do you think he deserves a fuck, Tom.?" "Maybe a blow job, Jenny, I like to think that certain parts of you are still reserved for your rightful husband."

"But I lay awake the whole night, listening to you two." complained Fred. "Then I think he deserves a titty-fuck, at least." said Tom.

Jennny's lower regions twitched at the thought of Fred long member moving between her titties, and she immediately became wet again. "Really Tom, are you serious ?" asked Jen, "you won't despise me? You are not just joking ? ‘Cause I am really randy as hell at the thought of it" "Go for it" was Tom's only reply.

Jenny hopped of the bed and took Fred by the hand. She led him out to the hottub where she had him standing while she rubbed him all over with bath oil. She paid special attention to his balls, the area between his legs and his penis. Oiling him up with long strokes she had a close look at his penis. After the third stroke the head came clear out of his foreskin and she could not keep her mouth off it. Feeling a strange one in her mouth excited her beyond reason. She sucked on the head. She sucked the eye. She sucked his balls and she paid special attention to the ridge around his glans.

Jenny oiled her tits and the area between them. They were firm and her nipples were as hard as they could be. She placed Fred's long member between them and pushed her tits firmly together. As Fred began pumping rhythmically, she heard Tom's voice behind her saying "leave something for me." "Honey" she said "I am so horny. Don't go away one step, or I'll come after you and bang you!" Fred's glans swelled even more showing he was about to come.

"Oooh.. aah.... Ow", his long member moving through her tits and almost up to her face. And then he erupted. The first shot went flying over her head, but the second landed on her nose and mouth. By the third shot she covered his head with her mouth and felt him pumping out in her. She licked him clean and then turned to Tom.

Tom turned her back to facing the sea and entered her swiftly from behind as he and she were both more than ready. So ready that she came at the third stroke, convulsing so much that she almost lost her footing in the tub while Tom came deep inside her.

******.

Later they were on their way to the beach again. This time Jen had not even bothered to put a bottom on. She wore an old T shirt of Tom which covered her bum. But each time she jumped over a rock or the wind blew, her pert derriere flashed into sight. They went to the same spot they had been the previous day, except this time they had a few people greeting them and a few flashing knowing smiles. To the smilers she responded by pulling her T to above her waist and showing them what they were missing.

Apart from that the day was perfect and uneventful. They lounge about, drank wine, played ball and lay in the sun. Late afternoon they were on their way home again.

*******.

That evening Fred fried another fish or them and made a mussel soup. The delightful meal was ended with ice cream and coffee. They drank five bottles of wine between the three of them. They spoke of their relationship and how the happenings would affect that.

Tom was amazed at the absence of feelings of jealousy. He ascribed to Fred being such an old friend. Fred had also been very polite and generally non-threatening. It was the safest possible environment for experimenting with their sexuality. Tom knew that that wasn't all but he could not fully understand himself and even less, express himself.

Jen was adamant and unequivocal about her love for Tom, and even more so after the last few days. She was just worried about Tom, and the effect it could have on their relationship. She admitted that her feelings for Fred had never been completely platonic and he was making her incredibly horny. If she did fuck him it would not be a sympathy fuck, and that worried her. Fred found himself on the receiving end of nice thing, and was just a little worried about how it could affect their friendship. His feelings for Jen were all but platonic. But he really cared for both Jen and Tom as friends too.

With that wine verified conversation, they had laid a basis for a threesome. ‘Consenting adults' and all that. They had also gone into sufficient detail to make them all horny.

"I have burnt quite a bit today" said Jenny after a while. "Will someone rub some after sun lotion on me?" Tom was a sure thing. There was no need to ask him, so the men took the invite as directed at Fred. "Sure, I will" he volunteered.

Jen took a tube of after sun from her bag, took Tom's big T shirt off and lay down naked on the bed holding the tube out for Fred. Fred did not need a second invitation. He took the lotion from Jenny and proceeded to rub some on her feet. He slowly worked his way up her leg, drawing it to one side towards him while massaging her inner thigh. Her lips were flowering again and Fred could not take his eyes off it, though nobody expected otherwise. She turned over and offered him her other leg. This time he rubbed up her thigh till he touched her there. A slight shudder went through her at the contact. Fred then started rubbing ointment into her buns. It made a beautiful picture. Her round orbs where slightly red from the sun. Her crack was white and dark in the centre and was opened up ass Fred's oiled hand slipped I between them. Jenny gasped softly. Tom had dragged a chair to the bed, positioning it so that he could see everything. He had put the T shirt on that Jen had discarded, but was still naked from the waist down. He was sporting a tremendous boner. Fred was buck naked, also sporting an even bigger boner. Fred moved up Jen's shoulders and she moved her legs apart. This was too much for Tom. "I'll show you how she likes it" he mumbled as he got on to the bed between Jenny's legs. He nuzzled his glans against het wet opening, and, finding no need for further lubrication, plunged right in in one swift thrust. "Oh... oooh..... argh" was all she could say.

Fred was still rubbing her shoulders, with Tom's head bobbing in front of him. Tom frantically pumped his own wife while Fred patiently waited his turn. Suddenly Jenny jerked and spasmed, coming in huge waves while Tom kissed her neck. Her climax set him off and he pressed himself deep into her and shot his hot sperm into her. Tom just rolled of her and indicated to Fred that he was welcome to take her. Fred positioned him between her legs in the spot that Tom had just vacated. Jenny never moved or even look around.

She felt Fred's long member sliding in and in and in. She was absolutely thrilled with the feel of something different and said as much to Tom who lay beside her. But Tom was too tired to respond or already asleep. So she concentrated on the feel of Fred's long dick and felt it bump against her cervix. It wasn't long before she came again, this time bigger and harder than the first.