Check out part one I sipped my ice cold wine from my glass and felt my heart racing. Could we actually be here- on this secluded beach… completely naked? I had heard continental people were a lot more natural and embraced nudity unlike most strait laced Brits. This had confirmed it. I was proud to be doing this as it was an experience that most people would never ever do. Here I was lying next to my wife with my cock and balls swaying in the wind. I glanced over at her. The only thing she hid behind were her sunglasses. Her ample breasts were sat catching the endless rays. I had expected her to have her legs straight and closed to hide her inner self displaying only her triangle of pubic hair but her legs were splayed wide and open. Her entire pussy was on show to anyone who walked past. I was slightly jealous at first but wasn’t that the point? To show off? I doubt she’d be jealous of people having a look at my dick. As she sipped her wine I thought how lucky I was to have...
My wife had always been confident in her body. She didn’t mind getting changed and showering in front of the women at the gym. Some women have hang ups about their body but this was something she never struggled with. I’m not surprised considering she had generous bounteous breasts complete with areolas you could serve desserts on. When we went on holiday, the sun was down as we went for a walk on the beach. It was pleasant- I actually enjoyed the sand on my feet and my loose shirt hung off me. After about half an hour the buildings on beach side became less and eventually disappeared and the beach appeared to be more remote. Suddenly we saw a sign in the middle of nowhere. The language was unintelligible to me but there was a helpful translation underneath that read, ‘Beyond this point, you will see nudists’. Immediately I got a devilish stirring in my stomach. Would we see any nudists? Unlikely as the sun was going down. ‘What do you think? Shall we try it?!’ I aske...