Jason stood on a rock overlooking a deserted beach beneath him. The cool sea breeze that sent an occasional whiff of salt up to him was a delightful refreshment under the glaring sun. He felt slightly dazed, uncertain if that was due to the heat, the amounts of red wine he had been drinking the night before, or ... he rubbed his eyes, incredulously.
From his observation point, he could clearly see two women on the beach, which was not entirely deserted after all, and they were stark naked! Jason rubbed his eyes again, just to make sure the sun and the after effects of the previous night weren't playing tricks on him, but the scene remained.
The women seemed to be completely self absorbed and oblivious to the world around them. Now and then, Jason could hear one or both of them laughing - a sound as sweet and clear as a tinkerbell. Whether it was the sound or their lush bodies presented to the world so innocently and yet so salaciously, Jason felt himself being magically drawn towards them. He climbed off the rock and carefully edged closer.
The girls were now apparently teasing each other, playfully rolling in the hot sand, like two kittens, every now and then emitting that seductive, tinkerbell laugh. It made Jason's heart beat faster, and watching their lush bodies displayed, moving teasingly, he felt a familiar sensation just below his groins - the yearning of his beginning erection.
He needed to cool off a little, so he walked closer to the water, letting his feet get rinsed by the ocean's waves which seemed to him to be caressing the sandy ground tenderly, much like a lover would touch his beloved ...
He tried to direct his string of thoughts in another direction, but he had barely succeeded to rid his mind entirely of all erotic associations, when invariably the sound of the women's laughter brought his attention back to them, instantly reawakening pleasantly wicked thoughts, and his erection with them.
One of them had gotten up. She was shaking her long, brown hair, which was flowing down to the middle of her back. The sight of her slim, tanned body with her lush breasts, now in full sight of Jason, almost took his breath away, and he stood helplessly watching her, his mouth open, his hand instinctively covering his hard longing.
The brown haired woman now reached out her hands and pulled up her companion. She was quite a bit smaller, of slender stature, with small, firm breasts, and short, black hair.
Giggling, arms wrapped around each other, they ran into the surf, where they continued their teasing play, ducking each other, chasing each other, until they had had enough of this and swam out into the open sea.
Both of them were strong swimmers, and Jason had to squint his eyes to keep track of them
"You never know," he thought to himself. "I might have to save them."
He walked a little closer up to where the girls had been sitting earlier and made himself comfortable, his bare feet dipped into the water, his erection cooled, but not entirely calmed down by the fresh seawater.
The girls were still out, swimming, and suddenly he felt overwhelmed by the desire to simply lie down, his feet still in the water. He took off his t-shirt. And, since obviously this was, if anything, a nudist beach, he got rid of his swimming trunks, too. Dreamily, he dozed off, the sun touching his skin, one hand self-obliviously cupping his cock.
He must have fallen asleep eventually. Jason had no idea how long he had been sleeping, but he awoke to that tinkerbell laugh which had drawn him close to where the two women had been before they had headed off into the water. As he tried to move, he found that he couldn't. In a slight sensation of panic, he realized that he was tied down by his arms and legs. He opened his eyes and found himself looking up a set of long, slim legs.
His gaze wandered further up, the thighs, the crotch with a pair of delicious looking, shaven pussy-lips, a pair of hips, a belly button which made him want to bury his tongue in it immediately, a slim, yet feminine belly, and the pair of wonderful, lush breasts he had admired earlier. Again, there was that nagging sensation in his middle, and as he looked down, he noticed, not without embarrassment, that his cock was fully erect
"Behave yourself," he tried to tell his cock, but the naughty geezer didn't seem to be too impressed with his internal prayer.
"Look who we've got here," the brown haired woman said, smiling down at him. And, seemingly addressing his feet, she continued, "Agla, looks like Gulliver has woken up."
Only now did he realize that the smaller girl with the short hair was standing at his feet. He let his gaze wander across her body, which was slightly more athletic than the body of the taller woman, her legs muscular, her pussy also delicately shaven, a slender body, and firm, small breasts which he had also noticed earlier (he couldn't have helped it!).
He would have loved to touch the contrasting pair of them, being the middle part of a sandwich, but somehow, he felt, he was not in the position to make demands.
Agla, if that was indeed the smaller girl's name, nodded and, letting out another one of those chiming laughs, agreed.
"Sure looks like it! Now, what are we going to do with little Gulliver, Thel?"
Jason felt it was about time to intervene.
"Ahm, hello? My name's Jason."
"But, of course you are Jason," Thel chuckled, smiling down upon him.
"Pleased to meet you," Agla said. "I'd shake your hand, but looks like that is impossible right now," she giggled.
"Er, I was going to ask you about that. Do you think it would be asking too much to free me of those ties? I'm feeling a little uncomfortable and ...." He was searching for the right word.
"At our mercy?" Thel suggested helpfully.
"Yes, at your mercy," Jason nodded, thankful for the linguistic support.
"Good," Thel replied, an evil grin around her full lips. "That was the idea."
"I beg your pardon?" Jason asked baffled, trying to grasp the implication.
"You see," Agla said, squatting down beside him, her fingers gliding from his toes across his shins, over his knees up his inner thighs, stopping short before his still erect penis, "we are just two girls, all alone out here, possibly helpless. And suddenly, there is a stranger, obviously awaiting us to return from our little swim, he's all naked, with a remarkable erection ..."
Jason's gaze wandered down towards his middle again, and, as he noted not without feeling a little rueful, his penis showed no inclination to back down. On the contrary, the sensation of Agla's fingers gliding over his skin seemed to have encouraged his cock to present himself in an even more coquettish fashion, yearning for attention, and, more to the point, being touched and felt.
"So," Thel added, "we figured, for the moment it was safest to tie you up. But," she continued, now lowering her body, until she sat squatting opposite from Agla, her fingernails gliding from his neck, over his chest, down, across his belly, digging into his flesh just above his cock, causing him to wince slightly, "don't worry." She smiled. "I think you might enjoy it. Just relax, we will release you eventually."
Agla gave him a grin that was meant to be reassuring. "At least for the time being we have no intention to leave you there, all tied up, to rot in the sun and be an easy prey to the vultures."
"Vultures?" Jason asked feebly. "I didn't know there were vultures here."
"Oh," Thel said, patting him on the thigh, "there are many things that you still have to learn, little Jason."
