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 asked cheekily.
She just snorted and laughed.
‘Erm, I’m not sure about that’, she replied. If I’m honest I was a little disappointed. She had confidence in her body so why wasn’t she willing to show herself off? Later on that night, after we’d polished off a couple of ice cold bottles of pino, I was brave enough to broach the subject again.
She grabbed my neck and whispered in my ear, ‘it’s not that I’m scared to show off my body Mike, and I’m not being arrogant here, but I wasn’t sure how you’d react to other men looking at me with my tits and fanny out’.
My instant answer was I was fine with it. In fact it actually turned me on in a weird way.
‘Oh no need to worry about that- I’m not the jealous type- you know that! I’d take it as a compliment anyway’ I replied. Her eyebrows twitched up momentarily as she sucked on the margarita that had been brought over by the attentive waiter.
‘Well maybe we will then- we’re only on holiday for two weeks of the year so… let’s make the most of it Mike’.
The sun streamed in through our window, kissing my naked skin. I could see the naked silhouette of my wife in the door way- her nipple soft and flaccid- cradling a glass of ice cold water. She poured a little bit on my chest n jumped under the covers giggling away. Kissing my neck she guided my already tumescent cock into her warm, wet inviting pussy.
‘If I’m getting my knickers off on the beach then you are too’, she breathed into my ear, chewing it playfully. Oh don’t worry about that I thought, I intend to take full advantage. The sex was quick animal and rough, not to mention vocal- more from her than me. It was the perfect hangover cure.
Afterwards, as I wrenched another ice cold bottle of water from the fridge, Anya was already on the balcony making conversation with our temporary neighbour. She seemed completely in phased by the fact she was completely nude. Having said that, the neighbour, was stood sporting only a pair of cotton white knickers. I decided to join them, secretly hoping she’d be impressed by my still semi hard cock. I heard noises in the back of their apartment as her boyfriend emerged, scruffy haired and like us, naked, only he was much more generously proportioned than me. He’d obviously got the memo. A little flicker of good jealousy tingled my spine. It was surreal to chat normal couple stuff when we could only boast a pair of white knickers between the four of us.
‘Are you sure about this?’ Asked Anya wearily, stood in her flip flops and bikini clutching a bottle of wine and two glasses despite it being 11am. She’d already been turning heads on our way here- her bikini showed off her magnificent cleavage leaving jaws dropping to the floor.
‘Yes if course- we’re on holiday, we don’t know anyone and we’ve already shown off to our neighbours this morning’, I said with a laugh.
‘Come on then’, she grabbed my hand and guided me deep onto this nudist beach. To say my heart was pounding was an understatement. Even though it was only 11am, I could see lots of people with the same idea as us. I wasn’t strictly looking, but I began to focus in on the breasts and small triangles of pubic hair that were on show.
‘I think here will do’, assertively she put our towels down, resting the wine there for good measure. I watched as she unhooked her bikini bra, freeing her majestic boobs then pulled down her knickers revealing her own triangle of pubic hair. It felt like the whole beach stood to attention. She stood there momentarily letting everyone get an eye full before slowly lying on her back. In turn I whipped my shorts off and poured us a celebratory glass of wine each.
‘To new adventures’ she said, clinking our glasses
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