excursion to one of the European resorts. Nothing elaborate, my family isn’t wealthy so we cannot afford going off to the nude beaches of Italy or France, but we found our adorable holiday in Croatia and it has been keeping us content for the past ten years or so.
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ViewI ‘d been genuinely appreciating nude family pastimes with my old people for sound nine years, but when I’d turned 18 I thought hey, what the hang, shouldn?t I be spending my first adult (sort of) summer using a whole lot of friends dancing my ass off somewhere on Ibiza? This didn?t happen, as you can figure out, for some family matters interceded like they generally do. I was thus prepared to be bored stiff in the business of my folks. Well, this really is the way it all happened, more or less, with only occasional exceptions. One of such short trips to the pleasure of the fare took place right on the nude beach that my parents and I understood only too well.
I really could draw a map of the area with my eyes shut, perhaps, so nothing could really thrill me. I wandered off some distance from where my mom and dad were lodged, happy in their zone of relaxation and excited to stay as motionless as they could. This kind of stagnation buggered the shit out of me, and I was all set to walk off as far as I could.
This I did, until I believe I reached the end of the nude beach which didn?t really matter as there was nothing but bare rocks there. Needless to say, I wasn’t wearing a single article of clothing on me; I loved exposing my bum and tits to the subtle breeze along with the sunshine of the Adriatic. Sometimes when I was beginning to break a sweat I’d dip into water and cool off. It felt amazing feeling the water twirl around my nipples and making them tough, and the feeling wouldn?t wear off until several minutes after!
Smack behind one of them I stumbled across a couple of guys slightly older than me ? they were wearing their swimming trunks and basking in sunlight at some distance from each other, and by the looks of it they’d been midway through their sixpack of beer by the instant I saw them. The very first thing that came to my mind was that I got myself in trouble rather poor and that I ought to walk away as quickly as I can; I brought a towel along so I flung that around myself to hide my nudity, I believe, before they found me.
The next thing I thought was less panicky and more frivolous ? a couple of men in a secluded place by the seaside all by themselves? Homosexuals! But before I could either walk on or walk away back to where I came from, one of the men sat up and I recognized his face; he was our hotel neighbor, I saw him during breakfasts rather often. He twisted his eyes and hailed me; I had no other alternative but to at least nod. He said http://skinnudist.com to his buddy and jumped up on his feet. http://nudistsnude.com ?t help admiring his physical form and the swiftness and easiness of the catlike motion.
He came up and introduced himself and his friend; his name was Paul and I can’t recollect what was the name of the other man; he seemed real nice and polite. He asked me what I was doing there, and I told him some cock and bull story about my parents being lodged just a few meters away behind the bushes, just in case. All throughout our brief conversation I kept on thinking whether they’d time to see that I was bare underneath my towel; maybe I looked weird wearing it wrapped around me like that anyways, for the day was real hot for that sort of coverage. In any event, I felt his friend?s evasive looks on me and I found the vivid interest on Paul?s side in me, in case you get my drift. At that stage I believed it was better that I went off and joined my parents; I said good bye to the men, my hear thumping someplace in my throat with apprehensions that I couldn?t help despite the good manners both of them shown. But right when I was turning on my heels and gave my long wet hair that, you know, hot braid, the fringe of my towel flapping and me supplying the juiciest upskirt ever! I blushed, though I had been a nudist all my life, it’s somehow different when you are at least partly dressed and then some quite intimate part of your body reveals by chance.
I’m pretty damn sure they both saw my derriere and my pussy fine this time, I heard them exclaiming in hushed voice when they thought I was out of the earshot. As I was approaching our shore I felt increasingly more confident and in the end I felt fairly adventuresome about it.
I then saw both men at breakfast briefly and once ? on the beach, they obviously came to gawk but not really chill out, for they were still wearing boxers and went away pretty bloody soon ? people on nude beaches do not feel joyful about intruders in textiles. They gave me a nod of cheering but that was about it, maybe that was because I was keeping to my old people? That?s one of my stories, but I?ve some more to share, so maybe one day? Cheers everyone!