Nudist Resort Play Time (Part I)

Nudist Resort Play Time (Part I)I wasn’t raised in a nudist family, but I’ve considered myself a nudist (or better “naturist”) since I was 18 years old growing up in Northern California. I started driving out to a local “clothing optional” beach as more a voyeur than anything else. Instead of finding it a turn-on to look at people sunbathing and playing volleyball in the nude, I saw that the people (especially the families) were just having a good time without being encumbered by clothing. It wasn’t long before I found myself sunbathing in the buff, and then visiting with others and having a good time with similarly minded people.I met my wife on a nude beach about 25 years ago. She has since drifted away from the lifestyle, though she understands and approves of my continuing to go nude at every opportunity. Because of the nature of my work for the past several years, I have a lot of opportunity to visit nude recreational areas, resorts and so on while traveling. This story concerns some fun I had at a naturist resort in Tennessee about five years ago.I was on a long-term temporary assignment (about three months) out of state. The work allowed me plenty of opportunity to explore the local area. It didn’t take me long to find a naturist resort a few hours distant that seemed like a good area to go and relax. The management was very illegal bahis friendly and gave me reduced rates due to my recent military service. The resort was back in the woods and had a nice swimming pool, whirlpool, picnic area, hiking trails, etc. A number of people lived there year-round in cabins. Many others traveled by RV and camped for weeks at a time. I made several friends the first day I was there. I was in my mid 40’s but most of the folks I visited with were older gentlemen. Since I was “unaccompanied” by a wife/girlfriend, most of the couples and families didn’t really feel they had much in common and didn’t come and chat much. People I spoke with were interested in my experiences at nudist resorts and beaches in Germany, Florida, and California. I’m interested in travel and other cultures.One particular Saturday morning my friend Johnny came over to where I was sitting by the pool. By the way, everyone is nude at this place. Clothing is actually discouraged in the resort. Anyway, Johnny came and told me that he wanted to introduce me to a friend who had some things in common with me. Johnny walked me over to meet Mark and his family near the snack bar.Mark was about my height (a tad over 6’) and was a little heavier than me. His wife was introduced as Jenny and his daughter as Lisa. Jenny was relatively tall at youwin güvenilir mi around 5’-8” or so and was very shapely. She had nice breasts and was shaved down below. She had dark hair and an incredibly dark tan. Both she and Mark were around my age. Lisa was in her early twenties. Lisa had perky and firm looking breasts and just a wisp of dark hair down below. She had shoulder length brown hair and very pretty brown eyes. I found both mother and daughter to be very attractive.Public nudity at a clothing optional resort or beach does not equate to sex, but the two are not mutually exclusive either. You learn quickly that ogling is not encouraged, erections are relatively uncommon and discouraged (just roll over on your stomach if you’re sun tanning), and sexual talk and innuendo may be grounds for being evicted. Having said that… well people are people and most of us have some kind of sex drive if we’re normal. I had a nice visit with Mark that seemed to bore Jenny and Lisa. We talked about traveling around the US. They talked about their new RV. We had a similar background and had much to talk about. It was just generally a pleasant visit. After a while, Jenny asked if we all would like to get up and get some ice cream. That sounded good to all, so we got up and walked to the far end of the deck near the perabet pool where people were lined up for free vanilla ice cream cones. Lisa was in the front of our little group, followed by Jenny, then me, and finally Mark right behind me. As we were shuffling along single file Jenny abruptly jumped back a bit and rubbed her hip right up against my cock. She apologized to me saying, “Did you see that bee flying right at me? Sorry. I didn’t mean to push up against your winky like that.” Then she laughed and laughed. Mark heard her and joking said, “Next time you decide to rub that cute butt of yours on someone I wish you’d make it me.” They both laughed and I thought it was funny too. (I also liked feeling her against my dangling cock.)Once we had our ice cream cones we went back to a shady part of the deck area and sat at a little picnic table. I was directly across the circular table from Mark, with Jenny on my right and Lisa on my left. Jenny looked deliberately at my member and said, “I’m sorry I bumped you like that but I have to tell you that it felt nice.” Lisa looked over at me and said, “You two are having WAY too much fun, but I can understand where you’re coming from mom.” I just responded by saying that I didn’t rate all the compliments, but I appreciated them. And, oh by the way, I liked the feel of you against me too. Thanks.After we finished eating, Lisa said that she wanted to go into the pool and cool off for awhile. Mark asked if I’d like to go over and take a look at their new RV. I’m interested in such things, so I said, “Sure. Let’s go.” (To be continued.)