I would like to share a story that to a number of you maybe

will appear a little indiscrete, as it is about my then girlfriend and the lovely days we spent at one of the renowned European resorts. Since you may or might not know, they have much more tolerance for public nudity on beaches of Europe than they do across the Atlantic. And this is what my story is going to focus on.
We stayed at a little resort in Italy that used to be owned by a family of some duke or the other, and it only could house 8 guests at a time. So Minnie and I took up a room on the 2nd floor smack over the swimming pool.
The first thought was to package and leave the area, or have those debauchers removed, instead. But we were worn out by the long flight and besides, seeing the late hour and jetlag that was beginning to settle in, we decided that tomorrow was another day and went out to locate a cosy small rate for a bite before we went to bed.
I can’t say that seeing to hairy beach sex left me absolutely impassive, in physical terms. Of course, I needed to play it up for my girlfriend and fake my complete annoyance, but I couldnt help noticing that both babes in the pool had positive DD sized cleavages and were otherwise awesomely assembled. Notwithstanding the covered miles, I felt that I was extremely excited. Going back to the picture of those sex goddesses with their wet bodies, firm boobies surfacing above and shaved pussies hidden from view exclusively by a couple of inches of swimming pool water got my cock harder and harder until it was almost too difficult to keep it in my trousers. It hurt like a bitch.
She grunted that she was tired, but I just needed to give vent to my sexual frustration, or I felt that I’d explode with horniness.
As we were there in heap on the blankets of that small resort, making out with the passion of our better days, I believed it was a good minute to casually slip it in that I didnt mind staying there and perhaps even joining the couples we had seen the following day. I got Minnie so worked up that she actually never uttered a word of protest! I could barely contain myself with the exhilaration I felt at that point, the concept of joining this nudist company at our backyard so tuning up with the culminating point
The following day during breakfast we introduced ourselves it was impossible not to, keep in mind that the resort proved to be a miniature one, much more like a little house. Other two couples that were staying there turned out to be supported nudists, nothing frivolous; it was sort of their way to stay connected with nature, or something along these lines. Needless to say that all the way through that blabbering I could not get my eyes off those gorgeous tits on both of the girls. I can hardly now recall their names, but I could draw the outline of each pair of boulders now concealed from me by vest tops. But I knew that much too soon we’d be rubbing shoulders in that cosy little pool in the backyard and I would be able to see those cleavages at a sniffing distance
I wish I could say that Minnie shared my excitement for that strategy, it’d be more honest to say that she had repented her untimely permission to the escapade. But it was in her nature to actually go all the way into a disagreement to have more shit to hang on me when it eventually piles up so that theres no avoiding a fight. By then I knew she’d have it in the clear with me sooner or later, but she couldn’t do so back then as she herself had agreed to go.
Anyways, after breakfast we went out for a small excursion and then I raced back to the hotel while Minnie stayed in the shopping region of the town, thinking that the small escapade with nudism pool swimming was not scheduled until much later in the evening.
as soon as I came back to the resort, both couples were already chilling out by the poolside; one couple as well as the other man were resting in long seats, as well as the magnificent brunette was frolicking about in the pool bottom naked!
My only anxiety, fairly clear, was what how the hell would I be able to conceal my hard on. So I pulled away in the background and started observing from behind my sunnies. How exactly could I describe my experience of seeing a gorgeous pair of succulent Italian butts, flat abdomens with adorable belly buttons and by Jove, the very best boobs Id seen before or after that day? I needed to sit on the pavement, feigning to be too hot to stay out in the sun, to hide just how horny I felt. After a while I inched my way to the pool and took a saving dunk to cool down a little. There I was remaining for the biggest part of that day, swimming together with those two naked nymphs in that not-so-large swimming pool before my Minnie joined us.
Now, if I remember one thing on my dying bed, this will be that hot August day in Portofino where I had this marvelous nudism encounter

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

*
*