Jessica, Helga and Me (f/f/f)

While I was putting the final touches on my packing for the dream vacation
of a lifetime, the telephone shrilled.  My fiance, who was to accompany me,
called to say he had a business emergency and would have to fly to New York
tonight. He urged me to begin the trip alone saying that he would join me
in four days. I didn't particularly care to travel solo, but we had been
planning for six months. The travel agency had our semi-luxury
accomodations booked for two glorious weeks.

The plane landed on time and I was whisked off in a hotel limousine. After
generously tipping the bell boy, I gently closed the door, dying for a
shower. Showers in paradise are just as good as those at home, but with an
added element. There were all kinds of exotic oils and soaps in the shower
of which I made full use.

Smelling like flowers and wrapped in the soft terry cloth robe provided by
the hotel, I stepped out onto the terrace. The beach and ocean nearly
hypnotized me with their simple beauty. Looking at the terrace next to me,
I saw a lovely, full head of silver hair being brushed by a young, blonde
woman. They must have felt me staring as they both turned to look at me.

"Hello, ladies," I called, caught. "Beautiful day isn't it?"

"Hello," they responded in unison. "Quite," said the older.

The face that went with the silver hair was lovely and unlined. The body
was slim and shapely in a two piece bathing suit. The lady was probably
only twice as old as my own 22 years.

"How long is your vacation,' I asked, prolonging the scene.

"Helga and I--Helga is my social secretary/companion--are here for two
weeks," she answered with a smile. "I'm Jessica."
 
"I'm Anabel. And so am I. My fiance is joining me in four days," I
volunteered. "Well, I'll let you get back to what you were doing. Nice
meeting you. I'm sure we'll see each other around."

I saw them that night in the hotel's casino. Holding a drink, I wandered
around the huge room taking in all the sights, including them. Jessica was
seated at a dollar slot machine with Helga standing behind her, hands on
her shoulders. Over and over Jessica inserted coins and pulled the
handle. When the machine finally paid off, they were ecstatic as they
hugged. Helga kissed her full on the lips as she caressed her back. Were
these two lovers I wondered. Just the thought that they could be making
love to each other right next door to me excited me. They are both very
beautiful women and I could easily see why each would want the other.

I lay in bed that night thinking about them. Were they doing it now? Was
one of them sucking the other's pussy? Were they doing it at the same time?
Were breasts being sucked or pussies melded together straining toward
orgasm? I fingered myself to orgasm imagining myself holding a silver head
between my thighs and having a tall blonde sucking at my breasts.

At breakfast, I saw Helga at a table alone and decided to approach
her. "Hi, Helga. May I join you?" I asked.

"Of course, Anabel," she said smiling up at me. "Say, one of the maids told
me about a real nude beach on another island. Would you like to go with
me?"

"Sure,"I said perking up. "I'd love to have an even tan for my fiance. Is
Jessica joining us?"

"No. She's conducting business by telephone this morning."

On the ferry ride over, Helga told me more about herself and her
relationship with Jessica. "She and her husband vacationed in Sweden
several years ago," Helga began. "I had a summer job as a
chambermaid. Jessica and her husband, Harlan, took a special interest in
me. They told me all about America and made sure that I didn't have to work
too hard for them. At the end of three weeks, they asked if I would like to
go back to America with them as a member of their staff. Well, I was 18
already and jumped on the idea. In gratitude, I let Harlan and Jessica
touch me a bit more than they had before. Separately, of course. By the
time we flew to the United States, I had fully fucked both of them several
times. My position was to be a social secretary/personal companion. Harlan
and Jessica discovered the truth about each other where I was
concerned. Being their social secretary, I simply set up a schedule for
when each one could fuck me."

"Wow, Helga. Did you enjoy them or merely endure them because they helped
you?"

"Anabel, I truly loved it. We were devastated when Harlan died in an
airplane crash two years ago. Jessica and I got even closer. Actually, we
love each other."

We arrived at the beach. There was nudity everywhere. Helga and I shucked
our clothes and spread out on beach towels. I couldn't help but admire
Helga's lush body. She is about 5'11" and stacked--long, shapely legs, full
high breasts, big blue eyes and long, blond straight hair. I'm not quite as
tall as her, but my breasts are as big. My black hair is a thick shoulder
length and lightly curly. I have been told that my violet eyes resemble
Elizabeth Taylor's. I suppose Helga and I made striking opposites by the
way people were watching us.

We continued our conversation as we sunned. "Helga," I inquired, "do you
think Jessica would object to us being like this?"

"I love her dearly, Anabel, but I don't tell her everything. For example, I
didn't tell her about the cute little teenage redhead and her boyfriend
that I picked up in the movies three days ago. I sat between them and let
them feel me up. Their hands were practically fighting for my pussy. We
went back to her parent's apartment and fucked our brains out. The guy was
much shorter than me, but made up for the lack with one of the biggest
dicks I've even seen on a boy. He really knew what to do with it. Besides,
I suspect Jessica is fucking her accountant on the side. No harm done."

The couple next to us began to get quite amorous. Before long he was
stoking his dick deep into her pussy. The were oblivious to us and everyone
else as they fucked loudly. "This is making me really hot," Helga said
squirming. "Anabel, may I touch you. I've wanted to since I first met you."

"Ok, Helga, but I've never done anything with a woman before--I've only
imagined."

"Let me show you," she said before she took one of my breasts in her
mouth. "It is so, so good with a woman," she mumbled as she stroked my
slit. "It is wonderful, isn't it? I can make you come so easily," she
crooned as she finger fucked me to orgasm. "Feel this, Anabel," she almost
shouted as she climbed on me, melded her large pussy to mine and rode me
hard. We came together at the same time as the couple beside us, then ran
to the ocean to cool off.

Waves crashed around us at the water's edge as, entwined, we kissed and
screwed hungrily. When Helga kept telling me how beautiful I was, I moved
up on the sand and let her eat my pussy. She said she would just perish if
she couldn't put her tongue inside my dark pussy. She brought me over the
edge again and again. The ferry took us, exhausted and fucked-up to the
eyeballs, back to the other island in the afternoon.

We said goodbye at my door. I watched Helga as she went in to her
lover. She said that she and Jessica had not made love this
morning. "Jessica will be very horny," she said smiling at me.

Again I imagined them fucking. I could see in my mind Helga screwing
Jessica's pussy like she did mine on the beach. I showered and lay down to
take a nap. I awoke at 5pm to a ringing telephone. It was Jessica inviting
me to dine with them at 8.

We had a six course dinner at an elegant restaurant in the city. Wine and
conversation flowed. Facts about my life spilled forth as I played footsie
with Helga under the table. Jessica seemed fascinated with me. We arrived
back at our hotel a little giddy from the wines. When I could't find my key
card easily, Jessica took my arm. "Come, darling. You can sleep with us
tonight."

In their bedroom, we undressed to our birthday suits and fell into bed
still giggling. Jessica said goodnight and kissed me deeply. The kiss
traveled south to my pussy as I moaned in her mouth.

"My turn," said Helga, who followed suit, but covered my pussy with her
hand. Then the two of them reached over me and kissed each other. We all
fell asleep.

Some time later, I felt a warm tongue licking my pussy. I opened my eyes to
see Jessica's silver hair between my legs. She tongue-fucked me hard to a
shattering orgasm. I rewarded her with a mouthful of my nectar. Jeff was
not even in the same league as these women in pussy-eating skills. "I knew
you would taste wonderful, darling," she said as she licked away the
remaining juice. Helga was watching us from across the room. Her hair was
in wild disarray, her eyes shining and she beautiful as she approached
us. A seven inch dick protruded from her pelvis.

"Come, Jessica, darling" she said, spreading her legs. "I need you now."

I settled back to watch as Helga dipped the dick into Jessica's dripping
pussy. Jessica moaned deeply as Helga took her powerfully. Helga then
pulled her wet dick out and aimed it at her lover's asshole.

"Please, Helga. Please, do it hard, just like I love it," Jessica
begged. She was turned on to the hilt.

Helga slid the dick into Jessica's asshole in one fell swoop. Jessica
bucked as Helga fucked her asshole hard and furious, pulling out and
ramming in repeatedly. I could hear flesh on flesh as as their wet skin
slapped together.

Helga was in seventh heaven as she fucked. Her lithe body gyrated as she
thrust in and out. A myriad of emotions crossed her beautiful, flushed face
as she came in Jessica's ass, screaming in lust. I kissed them both lightly
and dressed to leave them alone. The night of love was surely not over for
them. Helga was still in Jessica, kissing her and screwing lightly. I left
quietly.

My fiance arrived two days earlier than expected and was in our room when I
walked next door. With a wet, open pussy, sensitive breasts, swollen lips
and in a turned-on state of mind, I fucked him better than I had done in
the whole of our relationship. The fucking that I knew was happening next
door was still high in my mind.

Jeff was still dead to the world when I slipped out of the room the next
morning. I left a note explaining that I had gone jogging. Instead I
knocked at Jessica's. I wanted to thank them for last night. Jessica
answered, pulling me in. "Helga's swimming at the beach. Let's go on the
terrace."

"Thanks for last night," I said. "It is fortunate I went to my room. My
fiance, Jeff, had arrived."

"I'm glad for you, darling. Now take off those clothes and let me fuck you
outside."

I was nervous, even a little frightened. Jeff could walk out and see
us. The fear of discovery also turned me on. Jessica expertly ate my pussy
at a very leisurely pace. Threading my fingers through her silver hair, I
pushed my pussy up allowing her full access to it. Jessica let me cum twice
before she laid down on the other chaise. She asked me to lay on her, pussy
to pussy. The position that I was in allowed me to screw her and watch my
terrace. Fucking the silver-haired Jessica was what I needed to do from the
first time I laid eyes on her. I was so caught up in the lustful act, I
would not have stopped even if Jeff appeared. I would not stop moving on
this exquisite pussy with the short silver hairs that tickled me slightly
as I screwed--not until I had my fill. When Jessica rubbed a wet finger
over my asshole, I sawed our mingled pussies to another sweet orgasm.

Sliding from Jessica to the floor, still high from our loving, I kneeled
between her legs. Jessica was wet and open from her last cum. I rubbed my
entire face--cheeks, nose, forehead in the sweet warmth of her. Her smell
intoxicated me. And then, at long last, I tasted the first pussy of my
life. I proceeded to do to her what she and Helga had done to me. I
feasted. I touched. I sucked. I licked. I tasted. I plunged. She came. She
came. I came. I gloried in the flesh of this woman.

With one and a half weeks left on our vacations, I saw the women as often
as I could when Jeff was not around. Helga and I slipped back to the nude
beach for a leisurely fucking and put on quite a show in front of the other
bathers. Jessica and I fucked when Jeff swam or slept. We became intense
quickie experts, but the cumming was just as sweet.

Never again will I look at two beautiful women together and not wonder if
they have tasted each other.