HUSBAND CONVINCES ME TO TRY A NUDIST PARK - Sex Stories

HUSBAND CONVINCES ME TO TRY A NUDIST PARK

I had been married to Glenn for about seven years when he let me know that he had always wanted to go to nude beaches, and wondered if I’d be interested. As it turned out, I was.... I actually love being naked, and being on a nude beach where others are also naked really appeals to me. I’ve always been comfortable with my body and.... since I’m a pretty brunette with a very curvy shape.... including big, natural 36DD tits and prominent nipples.... I get plenty of attention from men (and women) whenever I enter a room. I think I’m a bit of an exhibitionist, because I enjoy knowing my body is being noticed, and I’m happy to show it off whenever the opportunity presents itself.

So, we started going on trips that included hanging out on nude beaches, where we could watch bouncing boobs and dangling dicks, while sipping cocktails and enjoying the leisurely pleasures of sun and surf. These beaches were pretty casual, and I usually found a way to give Glenn a sneaky handjob.... or sometimes even a blowjob.... while sunbathing amongst (and sometimes being watched by).... the other nudists lounging nearby.

On one of our nude beach vacations, Glenn and I were sitting on beach towels, relaxing under our umbrella in the sun, as we sipped daiquiris and watched breasts and penises of all sizes and shapes swinging and jiggling around us. I had just finished swallowing a load of Glenn’s cum after giving him a quick blowjob, and had returned to the book I’d been reading, when he ...

... turned to me and asked,” Hey, Sophie... what do you think about us going to a nudist resort for a week next month?”

I was caught a little by surprise, so I had to think about it a bit before coming up with a response. “Well....eh... I... um, sure.... I guess.... I haven’t really thought about it before...”

A nudist resort would be a little different than a nudist beach, right? I figured everyone is nude all the time at a resort.... no matter what they were doing.... not just while lounging on the beach. And there would probably be a lot of interaction with the other nudists throughout the week. So, I was a bit unsure about it as I mulled it over, but the more I thought about it, the more I felt it would be fun.... and I could even feel a little tingle begin to radiate from between my legs the more I considered it.

I reached over and began to gently stroke Glenn’s flaccid shaft, smiled at him, and said, “I’m a little nervous about it, but the more I think about it, the more I actually think it would be a crazy new experience. What do you have in mind?”

Glenn laid back on his towel, closed his eyes and clasped his hands behind his head as his penis began responding to my pumping fist. I was always impressed with Glenn’s recovery time.... it hadn’t been more than 15 minutes since he’d blasted a load of cum against the back of my throat, and here he was.... getting hard again in my hand. He murmured his pleasure as I stroked his growing erection.... then began telling me ...