It's amazing how something so simple can have such a big impact. When some big relational change occurs – like going far beyond simple petting, as we had – it is bound to create tension. In our case, the issue was how Helen would come to terms with behavior at odds with what she had done and believed her whole adult life. We had assumed that she enjoyed this new intimacy, but demons enter people's minds overnight and "how did I do that" or "I've got to stop this before it goes too far" creep in. Her obvious acceptance, and embracing, of this new relationship, shown by that brief comment, was like a pin puncturing a balloon and the tension, like air, gushing out. From that time on, it was just a question of marking time until evening came.
The activities began with a seemingly innocuous statement from Sandy that, as usual, she would like to go into the Jacuzzi. That, of course was the signal that I was waiting for. I quickly put on my suit and went down to turn on the pump and remove the cover, leaving Sandy and Helen to join me when they were ready. I had almost come to the conclusion that they had changed their minds and weren't coming before they finally showed up. Sandy said that she was sorry that they took so long, but they had things to talk about. I left that alone, figuring that I would hear about it later if it mattered. Besides, they were wearing their robes and I was curious about whether Helen had worn her bra or, as I hoped, was she ready to be topless from the beginning. To my complete surprise, they removed their robes and stood there completely nude!
When the robes started to come off, my eyes went directly to Helen's tits, seeing my question answered as I saw them bare. Almost instantly, however, I realized that everything was bare! Looking at her nude body, as I said, my eyes went directly to those tits. I had seen them before, obviously, but seeing them now as part of her whole body, without even panties limiting the view, was very different. I didn't even get the feeling that they were out of proportion – Sandy's smaller breasts always had seemed to be perfect for the size of her body, but the considerably larger ones were equally fitting. That possibly was true because of the shape of Helen's tits – torpedoes sticking out from her chest rather than massive globes.
It was not only her tits, however, that grabbed the eye. She had a slim waist from which feminine hips flared out curved like a cello. Even with the attraction of her tits, the eye was drawn inexorably to the neat triangle of hair at the base of her stomach. I, of course, like most men, had focused almost solely on her breasts, but, suddenly, that curly mound of hair changed my thought patterns. Sandy and I had talked about me "getting into her," but that was probably mostly fantasy because it was so unlikely. Now, however, she was naked before me and her cunt was right there under the hair and between her legs. My hopes were high and my cock was hard!
Nothing was said about their nudity except that Sandy commented that I was overdressed compared to them. I, of course, promptly removed my pants although I was careful to keep my cock under the water for some reason. This time, rather than sitting beside me, Sandy and Helen sat facing me with, unfortunately, their tits, as well as their cunts, obviously, below the surface of the water. We sat close, but apart, with our feet and legs frequently in contact but there was no sexual contact at first. After about fifteen minutes of inconsequential conversation, Sandy, acting as mistress of ceremonies, got out, saying, "I'm going to get us some drinks. Mack, why don't you move over here with Helen? You're too far apart and it's hard to hear over the water." Laughing, "You'll both like it better anyway!" Clearly, that was planned because we certainly didn't need drinks right then, but, obviously, I was more than willing to obey her instructions.
I moved over beside Helen and without hesitation, put my hand in her bare tit and began gently fondling it. I turned her sideways and, putting my other arm around her shoulders, drew her toward me and kissed her. She responded immediately, returning the kiss with real enthusiasm while pushing her tit toward my hand as I caressed and squeezed it.
I don't know how long that kissing and fondling went on, but I was so lost in it that I didn't even realize that Sandy had come back until I felt her arm cross mine from the other side as we both embraced Helen. Her hand joined mine as we began exploring Helen's body. I slid my hand down into her pussy hair and between her legs. She spread her legs, giving me plenty of room to feel her cunt. I ran my finger between the lips, penetrating her slightly. Before I could do more, I was shocked to feel Sandy's fingers joining mine. Even more shocking was to realize that she had replaced me in kissing Helen and that, obviously, Helen was responding to her as she had to me.
I pulled back a way and could see that Helen was massaging Sandy's breast while Sandy continued stroking Helen's cunt. It was quite apparent that two women who had never touched each other were well into it and what I had hoped, if I was lucky, to be a twosome had definitely become a threesome.
The kissing and mutual exploring continued, with both women fondling and being fondled. Suddenly something new was added – Sandy reached down and grasped my very hard cock and began stroking it. It goes without saying that I enjoyed the attention and I was disappointed when her hand withdrew. Suddenly, however, it was almost too much when I felt two hands on my cock at the same time. If it hadn't been for the buffeting of the bubbling water, I probably would have gone off when I realized that Helen had her hand on me. Fortunately, I managed to calm down enough to prevent a premature explosion and we continued the exploration of, now, all three of us.
Finally, Sandy pulled back and announced, "I getting waterlogged. Why don't we get out and move upstairs where we can be more comfortable?" Helen and I stood up and began to leave the Jacuzzi when Sandy continued, "Before we get out, there's something we need to take care of. Sit on the rim, Mack." I did so with my cock sticking out like a horn on a bull. I suddenly knew what she intended as she drew closer and took my cock in her hand. I realized that she intended to suck me off right in front of Helen!
Once again, I was barely able to restrain myself as her mouth enveloped my cock. Actually, I don't know how I did so: I sat there completely naked, my cock as rigid as a rod of steel with another woman who was extraordinarily sexy watching intently. Fortunately, Sandy had become an expert cock-sucker with her practice on me, as well as Frank, and she knew better than to begin too actively. She began to slowly work on me and I was able to dampen down my natural reaction. However, I was well aware of Helen and I watched her face as she, in turn, watched Sandy. She was staring intensely as Sandy's head bobbed up and down, her mouth partly open, her face blank, but it was not clear as to what was her reaction. It could have been shock, startlement, aversion, curiosity, desire – any or all or something else.
Abruptly, Sandy backed off, taking my cock out of her mouth. Instead of letting it drop, however, she held it in her hand and pointed it invitingly toward Helen. This time, Helen certainly was startled for, as we discovered later, she had never touched a cock with her lips, much less having one in her mouth. Placing her hand behind Helen's head and lightly pulling her forward, Sandy brought her mouth to my cock. Nothing happened for twenty or thirty seconds and, suddenly, Helen's mouth opened and my cock slid in.