What you're about to read, is true, and is one in a series where I'll share my various real life sexual experiences. Some of them are exclusively about being a nudist, but some of them are about being an exhibitionist who loves to be nude in public. Others are about the fun of being a nudist/exhibitionist and the fun of being watched and watching others whi...
Author's note: This was my eighth trip to Europe. They say that the jet lag means less every time you fly the pond, but I don't think that's true. What I do think is that we learn to live with it, but that our bodies still feel it, every time. The focus is to be on one day, one day only. Here's the story of that day. * * * * * I woke up in a strange place...
Part I The evening began like most others on our vacation. We had spent a fun day on the beach and at the water park with the kids. We had also had our fair share of adult beverages from the various bars located throughout the resort. The difference in this day was that while I was sitting on the beach hanging out with the other folks in our group the top...
"Move closer to it. You'll be surprised what you can see." Cath glanced at the man who had moved up beside her in front of the art photo. She gave a little shiver from just the quick glance. He exuded self-assurance and power—and a slight sense of evil, sensuality, and cruelty. She was accustomed to predatory men and knew how to handle them. But he didn't s...
"Right, Luv," Eddie was saying in his heavy West Midlands Brummie, "Jus' move your face a bit closer, Angie darling...jus' rise up a bit...a bit more..." I really didn't know Maddie, the buxom Canadian blonde leaning back against the rock, but she seemed visibly nervous. At first I guessed it was due to the precarious way Eddie had posed her at the water's...
The best thing about her was that she was fun, just a lot of fun to hang out with. I liked her husband too, but Allie was something special. She was most fun, quirky, and weird person I've ever know. She could, and would, talk to anyone she chose, but she wasn't dippy nice. She was "cool" nice, the perfect mix between worldliness and innocence that's impossi...
As they say on television and in the movies, this story was "inspired by actual events." ========== It was a nice warm day, and my wife Sarah and I decided to head to the nude beach near our house that we like to frequent. During the late spring, summer, and early fall, we try to get there once a week or so, usually on a weekday when it's less crowded. It'...
I am the luckiest man in the world. First, I have a great life, and an even better wife. Yes, Wanda, my wife is the fabulous looking woman you see at the church bake sales. She’s always dressed nice (conservatively). Her hair is always styled. Make up is minimal, but yet perfect. My heart still flutters when I see her. It flutters when I see her at church f...
It was a hot summers day and I was in the car with my best friend Charlotte listening to some classic 80's songs. Sounds like a great time right, wrong. The fact was I had never been so nervous in my entire life and, I had good reason to be this way. I was being dragged to a nude beach by Charlotte. Me and Charlotte had been friends since the second grade an...
This picks up from previous story... Liz and I made our way back down the beach to Club Orient where we had left our things with new friends Helen and John. We had spent most of the afternoon with the folks who were our parent's age and even joined them for a nude walk the entire length of Orient Beach. Knocking on the door of their bungalow, we were invit...