Un Sejour Dans Le Sud De La France

Author's Note:- This is the second chapter of "Terri, Beth et Tommy - Un séjour inoubliable dans le sud de la France" If you are new to this story I would suggest that you read "Tommy meets Terri" before reading this story to familiarise yourself with the characters and the situation between them.

Also, I like to think of this story not as simply a sex-story, but rather as a story that has some sex in it, so it's a bit of a slow-burner. But bear with it - the sex is coming (pun intended!)

Apologies if my French dialogue etc. is rubbish - there's only so much you can do with Google Translate!

All characters are over 18.

Chapter 2 - A day of surprises... And a visit to the beach.

I gazed lovingly across at my sister Beth as she gently awoke from her slumber. She yawned, stretched and then our eyes met.

"Morning, sleepyhead!" I said with a grin.

"Good (yawn) morning my lover." She replied and our lips met in a soft kiss.

Suddenly I became aware of Beth's hand sliding down my naked body as our tongues embraced. Her eyes widened and she broke our kiss as soon as she touched my penis.

"My God Tommy!" she exclaimed, "You're as solid as a rock this morning!" She slid her hand down my sizeable morning erection. Why do erections seem to be bigger first thing in the morning? I thought to myself.

"Well, with a sight as lovely as you to wake up to, how could I be anything but massively erect?" I said.

"Flattery will get you everywhere!" Beth purred mischieviously, "Would you like me to help you take care of it?"

"How could I object to an offer like that?" I replied.

Beth threw back the covers and gazed at my naked form for a few moments. Then, she got up, straddled me and guided my morning erection to the entrance to her vagina. She lowered herself down onto me and rode me like a bucking bronco.

It was only quickie-sex but sometimes quickie-sex can be the most passionate form of lovemaking there is and I certainly wasn't disappointed!

"You'd better be getting back into your own bedroom in case Terri comes in here and finds us in bed together." Beth said as she disengaged me from the clutches of her vagina after delivering me to a state of orgasmic bliss.

"Yeah, I suppose I'd better." I sighed resignedly.

Truth be told, I wanted nothing more than to stay in bed and make love with Beth all day long, but Terri was still unaware of the sexual turn that our relationship had taken and so it seemed prudent to slip back into my own room via our shared 'Jack & Jill' bathroom. This meant that I could discretely nip back into my bedroom without going into the main part of the villa. I quickly put on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, the first clothes I had worn in over 17 hours - by far the longest I had ever spent naked - and went into the main open-plan area of the villa to find Terri, sitting in one of the sofas drinking a mug of coffee.

"Morning!" I said brightly.

"Good morning Tommy." Terri replied, "I was going to ask you if you wanted some coffee but when I looked into your room you weren't there. It even looked as though your bed hadn't even been slept in."

Oh shit! I thought to myself, has she put two and two together and rumbled us?

"I um... I was in our bathroom." I said, "I always make my bed as soon as I get up."

"Oh, of course," Terri spoke as she sipped her coffee, "I hadn't thought of that. A great cook, a sexy body and neat and tidy too, the more I get to know you Tommy, the more I like you! Is Beth awake, do you know?"

"I don't know," I replied, "have you knocked on her door?"

"I will in a minute," She said, "but first... I want to show you something - I have a little surprise for you."

"A surprise eh?" I said, "What kind of surprise?"

"Come into my bedroom and I'll show you." She got up and beckoned for me to follow her.

Beth's room was at the far end of the villa, her window looked out upon a beautiful view across fields and vineyards and the tiled roofs of the village in the near distance. It was a gorgeous vista. My own room looked out towards the sea a couple of miles away so I had no complaints myself there either.

"So where's this surprise then?" I asked Terri as she closed her door behind us.

"In my suitcase."

I peered into Terri's suitcase which she had placed onto a low shelf in the corner of the room. In it were various feminine accoutrements; a makeup bag (not that Terri wore much in the way of makeup anyway), a set of electric hair-straighteners, a pair of sunglasses - it couldn't be any of those I thought to myself. Until finally, my eyes alighted on two smallish boxes in the corner of the case.

"Condoms???" I exclaimed and then counted the contents of the two boxes, she had bought two boxes of 24 condoms. One box was of the normal featherlight style of plain condom, the other box was of the ribbed style.

"I thought that maybe you could... y'know... teach me a few things... about sex... and stuff." Terri spoke hesitantly, biting her lip.

"You bought 48 condoms!?!" I said, still in a state of shock.

"Believe me," Terri said a little huskily in an attempt to sound flirty, "we're going to need them!"

48 condoms! I did a quick bit of mental arithmetic - if she intended us to use every single one over the next two weeks that'd mean having sex almost 4 times a day! I'd be utterly exhausted if that was what her intention was.

"I... I don't know what to say." This certainly was a surprise, but not an altogether nice one. Terri was a good-looking girl, I really did like her. Even through her thick-rimmed glasses, her plain complexion and conservative taste in clothes I could see her potential beauty. She was also terribly naïve about sexual matters but that only really endeared her to me even more. A few weeks ago I would have jumped at the chance to have sex with her.

But things had changed since then, I was with Beth now - I didn't want to even entertain the thought of being unfaithful to her, my love for my twin sister was far too important to me to ever risk it.

"Just say you'll help me to get through all of these." Terri said, and she surprised me by suddenly kissing me full on the lips.

Once our lips parted, the only thing I could think of to say was that I'd think about it, if only to buy me a little time. Fortunately, I was rescued by my sister as she entered the room.

"Anyone for breakfast?" She said brightly as she poked her head through the door.

"I'll um... get some croissants on" I said, and made a hasty retreat towards the kitchen.

Things thankfully seemed to return to some semblance of normality as we sat down to a continental breakfast of baked croissants, some fruit preserves and plenty of coffee. As we ate together we outlined our plans for the day. First off, we were to head into the village to buy some supplies; the welcome pack that Madame Verache had left us was already running low. Then, after putting the shopping away we would head back towards Cannes so that I could go and buy some new swimming shorts. After that we would return to the villa for lunch and then we decided to go and check out the local beach a couple of miles or so down the road from our villa.

So after we had washed up we went to our respective rooms to get dressed for the day and before long we were walking along the lane down towards the village to do our shopping. It was a gorgeously sunny day and it only took us twenty minutes or so to walk into the centre of the village of Saint Jean-sur-Mer. The village was a beautifully pretty place with a lovely little square around which was located a traditional French Café, a boulangerie, a charcuterie and a delicatessen. There was also a small general store and so pretty soon we had all the supplies we needed for the next few days and had ample opportunities to practice our French along the way.

After we hiked back to the villa it was time to get the car out and head off into Cannes. I liked the place immediately; it had an air of seemingly effortless sophistication about it. It was a far cry from Bognor Regis, the nearest seaside town from where we lived back in England, with its pebbly beach, fish 'n' chip shops, saucy postcards and 'kiss me quick' hats.

We parked the car and set about finding somewhere for me to buy some new swimming shorts. We headed first for the Rue d'Antibes, although this proved to be far too glamorous, upmarket and expensive for my taste - not to mention my budget! The girls though, were in their element and I had a hell of a time trying to drag them away from the exclusive designer boutiques and back to the job at hand.

Eventually we came across what appeared to be a reasonable looking department store and headed upstairs towards the men's clothing department. This was much more like it - everything seemed to be much more within my price range and it wasn't long before I found the swimwear section (in menswear departments it never takes long to find anything seeing as how small they usually are!). I found a pair of reasonable-looking blue and white boardshorts - these should do for starters, I thought to myself. I showed them to Beth to gauge her opinion of them.

"Hmm... they're quite nice I suppose." She said as she looked over them.

"But...?" I said, sensing that she had more to say.

"They're a bit... y'know... boring aren't they?"

"Well I happen to quite like them." I retorted.

Terri then chipped in to the conversation.

"How about these?" She said.

In her hands was a pair of bright orange, very sleek and rather skimpy-looking Speedos. They were totally not the sort of thing I would select for myself!

"Oh wow, Tommy," Beth gasped as she took them from her friend, "you'd look fantastic in these!" She held them up by the waistband and stretched it apart a little.

"Forget it!" I said, "no way am I wearing anything as skimpy as these... budgie-smugglers!"

"Beth's right," Terri said, "you'd look really nice in them, you've got such a nice figure - all the girls will be fighting over you if they saw you on the beach in these bad-boys!"

Terri then held up another pair of the skimpy swimming trunks, this time in bright electric blue - they would certainly leave little to the imagination if I wore them.

"You'd make a lovely bulge in those!" Beth whispered in my ear.

A young shop assistant who had been hovering nearby and had obviously overheard our conversation suddenly entered into the fray.

"Votre petite amie est juste, monsieur serait très sexy dans ces!" He said. Suddenly he realised that we were unable to understand his fluent French so he repeated himself in broken English, "Your... girlfriend she eez right, monsieur would look very sexy in zeese!"

"See, even the sales assistant agrees with us" Beth said.

"Go on Tommy," Terri implored, "trust us girls - we know what looks sexy on a young stud like you!"

"Blimey, that's rather risqué language for you Terri!" Beth giggled.

"Well, maybe it's because I'm in a holiday mood," Terri said, "I'm really starting to loosen up!"

You don't know the half of it Beth! I thought to myself as I recalled Terri's surprise for me earlier that morning. I could see that it was a battle I wasn't going to win - but a thought occurred to me.

"Ok, you win!" I sighed, "I'll get them."

"Yay!!" Terri exclaimed.

"On one condition." I said.

"Oh yeah, what condition?" Beth asked.

"You have to buy yourself a bikini!" I said as I turned towards Terri.

"Me???" Terri gasped, "A bikini???"

"Excellent idea!" Beth beamed.

"But I've never worn one before" Terri said with a hint of mild panic in her voice, "I don't think I could wear anything as daring as a bikini!"

"How different is it from me wearing these?" I said as I held up the two pairs of Speedos that she had selected for me.

"Tommy's right, you can't expect him to frolic around on the beach wearing nothing but these tiny things if you aren't prepared to be a bit daring yourself." Beth said.

Terri appeared to mull it over for a moment.

"Ok," She said eventually, "I guess you're right, perhaps it is about time I loosened up and tried something a bit different."

"Atta-girl!" Beth beamed.

And so I took the Speedos over to the cash desk and paid for them. I then rejoined the two girls and set off in search of the ladies swimwear section to find a bikini for Terri. Predictably, the women's swimwear section was vastly bigger than the entire menswear section and with so much to choose from it seemed to take hours for both girls to look through everything that was on offer.

Terri still looked rather apprehensive as Beth took one skimpy bikini after another off of the rail but eventually, and with more gentle encouragement from my sister, she seemed to throw caution to the wind and settled on a rather daring floral-patterned string bikini.

With our purchases made we headed back to the car and then back to the villa for some lunch.

It was getting on for two in the afternoon before we had finished lunch. As soon as we finished washing up and putting everything away we each headed for our rooms to get changed and get ready to go down to the beach. I took my new Speedos out of the carrier bag from the department store. I decided to try the orange ones first and so I stripped naked and slipped them on.

They certainly were very snug indeed! I regarded myself in the full-length mirror on the back of my bedroom door - I surprised myself by thinking that I actually liked what I saw, maybe Beth and Terri were right. I certainly feel sexy in them, I thought as I turned around too see the sleek, stretchy and slightly shiny orange Lycra accentuating the curve of my buttocks.

I reached down inside them to readjust my penis and testicles and took a step back to admire my bulge. I wasn't exactly what you'd call well-endowed, but I was perfectly comfortable with my size (and besides, Beth never seemed to have any complaints!) and these new Speedos seemed to augment my package very nicely and created a nice and masculine bulge at my crotch.

I put the rest of my clothes back on, grabbed a clean pair of underpants to change into later and stuffed them along with my sunglasses, a couple of towels and a bottle of sunscreen into the small canvas rucksack I had taken with me and hustled out into the main room of the villa.

Beth and Terri were nowhere to be seen so I went and knocked on Beth's door to see if she was ready. No answer. So, after having knocked again and still not getting a reply I went across and knocked on Terri's door.

"Terri, have you seen Beth?" I asked through the door.

"She's in here with me." Came her slightly muffled reply, "We'll be ready in a minute."

What on earth could the two of them be doing together in there? I wondered to myself. Oh well, I thought, they're probably just doing each other's hair or something similarly girly.

Ready in a minute my arse! Ten minutes passed before finally Terri's bedroom door opened and both girls came out. They were both wearing the same clothes as they were wearing earlier, I assumed that they had done the same as me and put their swimwear on underneath and would strip off once we got to the beach.

The beach, a small bay called La Baie de Coquilles, was located a few miles from the village. It was reached by way of a gravel path that wound its way through dense woodland from the parking area where we left the car. It was blissfully cool in the shade of the trees which gave us a pleasant respite from the bright sun.

Eventually, after a quarter of a mile or so, the trees parted and laid out before us was a beautiful sandy cove, La Baie de Coquilles. It was bounded on either side by tall sandstone cliffs and there were several groups of people sunbathing on the soft golden sand whilst children played and swam in the inviting blue waters of the Mediterranean. Just to the left of where the path came out from the trees stood a small beach café, little more than a kiosk really, where a young couple were sitting at a table under the shade of a large parasol drinking glasses of chilled white wine.

"What a beautiful place!" Terri exclaimed as we found a vacant spot to place our towels. It wasn't exactly crowded so we had no trouble finding a suitable place, not too far from the water's edge and not too far from the beach café in case we wanted a drink later.

"It certainly is a lovely little beach." Observed Beth.

"Who's for a quick dip?" I asked as I started to undress.

"I'm in!" Said Beth as she too started to take her clothes off to reveal her bikini, a turquoise one today. She looked very sexy indeed.

Terri seemed hesitant to remove her clothes.

"I think I'll just sit here for a bit." She said.

Beth soon picked up on Terri's reluctance to disrobe.

"Come on Terri," She said encouragingly, "You've come this far, there's no need to be shy. I'm sure Tommy would love to see you in your new bikini."

"I've held up my end of the bargain." I pointed out as I stood before her in nothing but my new orange Speedos.

Terri sighed and started to undress. Within moments she stood before us in her new bikini - I had seen it earlier on a hanger at the department store in Cannes but to actually see it on her changed both her and it utterly. She was instantly transformed from a rather diffident and demure girl into a beautiful and shapely young woman.

"Wow Terri," I said, "you look amazing!"

"Thank you Tommy." She replied, "You look... pretty sexy yourself!"

I noticed her gaze aimed squarely at my new Speedos, and especially the bulge at the front.

We each got out our sunscreen and started liberally applying the greasy white substance to our bodies. Terri applied some to Beth's back who then returned the favour to her friend. Terri applied some to my back meanwhile. Was it just me or did she just let her fingers slip down inside my waistband? I looked behind me to see Terri gaze longingly down towards my bottom as she stroked her sunscreen-coated hand across the skin at the small of my back.

I guessed Beth might have picked up on a hint of sexual tension in her friend so she defused the situation by suddenly dashing towards the sea.

"Last one in does the washing-up tonight!!" She cried out as she ran to the water's edge. Terri and I immediately ran for the sea ourselves and within seconds we were splashing through the cool water.

"Who won?" Beth asked as she surfaced in front of us.

"I dunno," I said breathlessly, "I think it was a dead heat."

We spent the next hour or so swimming and generally mucking about in the cool water. At that moment we had not a single care in the world - the bright Mediterranean sun, the cool blue waters, the sound of happy children playing in the sea and on the sand, the gentle lapping of the waves and the sound of soft music emanating from the beach café. It was heaven on earth.

Eventually we left the water behind and returned to our towels. Beth and Terri decided to catch up on some sunbathing while I headed to the beach café to see if I could get us a few drinks. The young couple I noticed from when we first arrived were still there.

"Je peux avoir trois canettes de coca s'il vous plait" I said to the girl in my best French accent. It was one of the few phrases I remembered from my last holiday in France with my parents a few years ago; 'can I have three cans of coke please'.

The young serving-girl seemed immediately to see through my bad French accent.

"Certainly monsieur - three cans of coke, that will be one Franc and twenty-five Centimes please." Her English was certainly better than my French, that was for sure.

"Thank you, um... merci." I said as I paid the girl and picked up the three cans of coke, they were blissfully cold, straight from the fridge and condensation clung to them almost immediately.