Sam had been kidding, of course, when, at the beach, she had referred to Gail and Jennie as her friends. The first time she saw the two cuties was as they strolled past our blanket. But the funny thing is that ever since that wonderful, lurid day at the beach, Sam and the girls had become great friends spending almost all their spare time in each other's company. Naturally Josh also spends a good deal of time with the three girls and who can blame him for that?
Jeannie and Gail are both really sweet girls and a genuine pleasure to have around. Of course, the pleasure is enhanced by the fact that I can vividly remember exactly what they look like naked thanks to the video Sam took of them having sex with Josh.
Julie likes them too, immediately treating them as if they were her own daughters. I laughed as I wrote that sentence as you know now that in Julie's case that might imply more than it usually would. But no, at least so far we haven't included the girls in any of our special family activities. Well, I'm sure Sam and Josh have, but Julie and I haven't. Julie and I watched the video together though and had great sex right after.
So far I haven't implemented my plan for finding out what Julie thinks about us having casual sexual encounters with strangers. It's clear that the kids haven't mentioned anything about my encounter to her. And her attitude towards nudity and sex hasn't changed since the two girls started spending so much time at our home.
A test of this came a few days ago when Sam asked if the girls could sleep over. Julie just asked Josh and me if we had any objections. Hearing none Julie readily consented. From what I saw and heard, the sleepover was a rather tame affair. Tamer than I had expected it to be.
Sam had banished Josh to the sofa for the night so Jeannie could have his bed while Gail got Sam's bed and Sam slept in her usual place on the mattress between the beds. All I heard was girlish giggles from the kids' room that evening. The exiled Josh spent the evening playing a video game downstairs. He seemed in good spirits despite his banishment, but he was just a good-natured kid anyway.
In the morning I donned my shorts to go to the washroom. The door to the kids' room was closed but I did hear an intriguing snippet of conversation as I passed. I couldn't tell for sure if it was Gail or Jeannie but one of them said, "Geeze Sam, is this what Josh gets to wake up to every morning? Lucky guy!"
That brought a smile to my lips as I imagined Sam, lying on her floor mattress with her charms on display for her new friends. The girls had all been wearing long Ts when I last saw them last evening. Thinking about what, if anything, they were wearing now made me quickly finish in the washroom and head back to wake up Julie for some fun.
Later that morning, a Saturday, Julie was lying outside getting some sun, topless of course. Sam and the girls approached her and I overheard Sam ask if Julie minded if she and Jeannie went to the beach. Apparently, Gail had to go to work at her part-time job and couldn't join them. I don't know where Josh had disappeared to. The plan was for the girls to take the bus to the beach but I interrupted and offered to give them a lift. They quickly darted off to get ready but Sam turned back and suggested that I take a blanket and come with them.
It turns out that my hanging with the girls wasn't exactly what Sam had in mind. On the way, she explained that it might be fun if I pretended not to be with them and stayed close enough to watch for trouble but not too close as to discourage any of the right kind of attention if I knew what she meant. I did, and sure, I was up for playing the role of a protective voyeur in her little scheme. I knew it was likely to be another delightfully erotic encounter and planning to have me around to make sure they stayed safe was something I wanted to encourage.
The girls were dressed to kill, looking drop-dead gorgeous in their tiny bikinis and thin beach wraps. On the way, Sam relayed to Jeannie all the things I had told her that I had learned from my lawyer friend - stuff about it being perfectly legal for girls to go topless anywhere at all. Even full nudity on the beach wasn't a problem unless someone complained and could prove that there was actual sexual activity going on in public.
"But who's going to complain about seeing a little of this?" Sam concluded. She then opened her wrap, flasher style, and the girls fell together in a fit of laughter. How lucky could a guy be, I wondered. I was with two beautiful young women who knew they were beautiful but weren't stuck-up snobs about it - just confident and fun.
I wondered what Jeannie was thinking about the sexy mischief Sam was obviously planning for them. Jeannie looked at me often as if to catch some clue as to what I was thinking but I just smiled back at her reassuringly. Jeannie and I had already seen each other naked and I was hoping she found the prospect of showing herself off to me again at least a little exciting. The prospect of seeing her again certainly excited me.
We got to the beach and found a spot, or rather two spots at least fifty feet apart. The girls had already picked out their spot and were lying out on their blanket before I caught up to them and plunked my stuff down a bit closer to the entrance. We were far enough up the beach that there was no one else close by - only the occasional shore-walker every fifteen minutes or so. It had the potential to be a slow and lazy day, spiced up every so often by whatever exhibitionist thrills Sam and Jeannie came up with.
I set up my sun shield so it protected me from the direct sun and also from the sight of anyone coming up the beach. I chucked off my suit and lay on my left side facing the girls. Looking at them I started slowly stroking and playing with my penis which quickly grew to full size. The girls noticed and nudged each other, tittering and then waving to me to make sure I knew they were watching me. Of course, I just smiled and waved back, with my free hand.
It only took the girls a few seconds to start their own antics, and I seemed to be their first lucky target. Jeannie was lying on her right side, facing me. Sam was sort of sitting up behind Jeannie, propped up by her straight right arm. She was turned towards Jeannie and me. Looking my way she slowly lowered her straps over her shoulders and slid them down her arms. Only the tiny friction between her top and her nipples kept her top from sliding right off. I was enjoying the eroticism of Sam's tease, while also hoping a breeze or small movement would end my torture and show me the rest of what Sam was playfully keeping concealed.
I used my small field glasses to get a close-up view. Sam looked beautiful and as always her single most attractive feature was the sweet, warm smile on her lovely face. The tantalizing sight of her barely concealed orbs, hanging round and full beneath her exquisite face, was just the icing on the cake. It was hard to contain the urge to let her watch me spill my seed onto the sand right then as I looked at her. But I held back suspecting that this was just the beginning.
Sam leaned over Jeannie and gave her a peck on the cheek. Jeannie turned slightly toward her and brought her left hand up to Sam's right cheek. As they looked into each other's eyes Jeannie slid her hand down the side of Sam's neck, over her shoulder, onto the gentle swell of her right breast and down. Down, slowly until she encountered the top of Sam's suit, and then down some more. My field glasses made it seem like I was just a few feet away as I watched Sam's top fall to her waist revealing her sensational tits in all their glory, to me and anyone else lucky enough to be watching.
Jeannie started cupping and caressing Sam's tits. I watched her small, gentle hand follow the curve of Sam's breast and then move to the center where she pinched Sam's nipple between her finger and thumb. Slowly and gently she twisted and twirled the nipple. Sam's head rolled backwards and her eyes closed. Then she raised her own hand to cover Jeannie's and press it firmly into her breast. My expectation that this was going to be a hot, erotic afternoon had already proven correct and I had to stop touching myself to avoid cumming then and there.
Just then I was distracted by the sound of a group of young guys coming up the beach. There were 6 of them carrying a couple of balls, a Frisbee, towels, and some other stuff. They all looked to be the same age as the girls. They were far quieter than I would have thought 6 guys out for some fun at the beach would be. But their eyes were fixed on the girls and they were probably just struck dumb by what they had stumbled upon.
I hadn't noticed the boys because of my sunshade but the girls had been facing their direction and couldn't have helped notice them approaching. That means Jeannie had to have seen them coming and had deliberately stripped off Sam's top, exposing her gorgeous tits to the boys and that Sam had let her.
I looked back at the girls. Jeannie had dropped her hand away from Sam's tits and had turned to watch the boys. Sam was still mostly sitting up, propped up on her right arm, her left arm bent, left hand resting on her lap. She too watched the boys, clearly enjoying their lustful attention.
I looked back at the boys. They seemed nervous while trying to appear casual - talking and laughing but not loudly. A few jostled one another and then they stopped as a group. They started tossing a football back and forth, one by one casually ditching their other stuff on the nearby sand. The girls and I were about seventy to eighty feet back from the shoreline and, as I said earlier, we were at least fifty feet apart.
Most of the boys' stuff was about twenty-five feet from the water and more to my front than the girls. But their play gradually took them closer to the girls. Sometimes a boy would get as close as about fifteen feet of the girls, usually when a throw had been fumbled. It was a wonder there weren't more dropped balls given how often they were glancing at the girls. I didn't hide the fact that I was naked and erect from the boys. They all noticed but gave me no further attention.
For their part, the girls didn't hide the fact that they were watching the guys play ball. The boys seemed like nice, clean-cut guys. A little awkward, not too sure of themselves, which was good I thought. I mean, inexperienced guys could still be jerks but they would be easier for me to control than older more experienced guys if I needed to get involved. Right now they just seemed to be some nice guys out for some fun who happened to stumble onto two beautiful girls, one of whom was half-naked.
They knew they had stumbled into something good but didn't yet know how good or what to do about it. I was pretty certain of one thing though: this was shaping up to be the "right kind of attention" that Sam had been hoping for.
It wasn't long before an errantly thrown ball landed within about six feet of the girls. Sam quickly jumped up to retrieve it and threw it back. I almost lost it watching how deliciously her breasts jiggled with her every move.
"Hey, thanks. You want to play?" It was the guy Sam had thrown the ball back to.
"Sure," Sam said, giving him one of her heart-melting smiles.
"C'mon Jeannie," Sam said and held her hand down to help Jeannie up. Jeannie took Sam's hand and rose to her feet. Then Sam scampered behind Jeannie and untied her top. Jeannie instinctively started to raise her arms to cover herself but quickly caught herself, smiled at the boy with the ball and lowered her arms while Sam pulled off her top and tossed it onto the blanket.
"We're not here to get tan lines, right?" Sam asked while she exposed her new friend to the boys.
"Nope, guess not," Jeannie answered, flapping her arms once and slapping the sides of her thighs with her open palms, causing a delicious ripple across the soft flesh of her own gorgeous tits.