excursion to among the European resorts. Nothing elaborate, my family isn’t wealthy so we cannot manage going off to the nude beaches of Italy or France, but we discovered our adorable getaway in Croatia and it has been keeping us happy for the last ten years or so.
I had been sincerely appreciating naked family pastimes with my old people for solid nine years, but when I had turned 18 I thought hey, what the hang, shouldn?t I be spending my first adult (sort of) summer with a lot of friends dancing my butt off somewhere on Ibiza? This didn?t happen, as you surely can figure out, for some family issues interceded like they usually do. I was so prepared to be bored stiff in the organization of my people. Well, this is the way it all happened, more or less, with just occasional exceptions. One of such brief trips to the pleasure of the fare took place right on the nude beach that my parents and I understood just too well.
I really could draw a map of the area with my eyes closed, possibly, so nothing could really thrill me. I wandered off some space from where my mom and father were lodged, joyful within their zone of comfort and eager to remain as motionless as they could.
Obviously, I wasn’t wearing a single piece of clothing on me; I adored exposing my bottom and tits to the subtle wind and the sunshine of the Adriatic. Occasionally when I was beginning to break a sweat I would dip into water and cool off. It felt fantastic feeling the water twirl around my nipples and making them challenging, and also the feeling wouldn?t wear off until several minutes after!
Smack behind one of them I stumbled across a couple of guys somewhat older than me ? they were wearing their swimming trunks and basking in the sun at some distance from each other, and by the looks of it they had been midway through their sixpack of beer by http://nuderoad.com saw them.
The next thing I thought was less panicky and much more frivolous ? A few men in a secluded place by the beachfront all by themselves? Gays! But before I could either walk on or walk away back to where I came from, one of http://nudism.name sat up and I recognized his face; he was our resort neighbor, I saw him during breakfasts quite often. He twisted his eyes and hailed me; I had no other option but to at least nod. He said something to his friend and jumped up on his feet. I couldn?t help respecting 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 sounded 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 couple of meters away behind the bushes, just in case. All throughout our short dialogue I kept on believing whether they’d time to see that I was nude underneath my towel; perhaps I appeared odd wearing it wrapped around me like that anyways, for the day was real hot for that kind of coverage. In any event, I felt his friend?s evasive looks on me and I detected the graphic interest on Paul?s side in me, should you get my drift. At that point I thought it was better that I went off and joined my parents; I said goodbye to the guys, my hear thumping somewhere in my throat with apprehensions that I couldn?
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I am pretty damn sure they both saw my derriere and my pussy ok this time, I heard them exclaiming in hushed voice when they thought I was out of the earshot. As I was approaching our seashore I felt increasingly more assured and in the end I felt rather daring about it.
I then saw both men at breakfast briefly and once ? on the beach, they clearly came to gawk but not actually chill out, for they were still wearing boxers and went away pretty damn soon ? people on nude beaches do not feel happy about intruders in cloths. That?s one of my stories, but I?ve some more to share, so maybe one day? Cheers everyone!