Watching Helen play

The two young men, I guessed they were both about 22 or 23, were buff and well-tanned. They exchanged a little small talk with Helen, all of them ignoring me, until Helen invited them to sit on the blanket. They quickly dropped down on either side of my wife.

Helen was flirting and touching and giggling; she was totally shameless. "Jeff," she finally turned to me, "I don't want to get sunburned, would you be a dear and cover me with the other blanket I have in the beach bag?"

No sooner was she covered then the two men lay closer to her. I watched their hands slide beneath the second blanket; I knew they were exploring my wife's body and Helen was obviously enjoying the attention.

I pulled over one of their beach chairs, grabbed one of their beers, and sat down to enjoy the show.

After a few minutes the fondling and giggles, the men shifted. One was now lying with his feet near Helen's head while the other moved in closer, actually joining Helen under the blanket.

Although all three were partially covered by the light blanket, it was clear what was happening. Helen's head, under the covers, was bobbing up and down. I knew she had one guy's cock in her mouth. The second man's ass, barely covered by his Speedo, was thrusting in and out; I could just see his cock as it speared into Helen's pussy.

I sat and watched, drinking the men's beer and nursing my own hardon. The grunts and moans from under the blanket announced that the men were both getting off. I could clearly imagine Helen sucking down one load of cum while a second blast of man-juice was filling her pussy.

The three finally lay still. I finished off the beer. Helen's face popped out from under the blanket. "Jeff," she was smiling brightly, "do you think we could go back to the room now?"