My first experience as a nudist and as a inquisitive girl

Life would be an extremely dull and quite a unhappy place if not for best friends.
We all have them and we cannot imagine our lives without them. For me, it is these two girls, Amanda and Lucy. We met when we were six of seven and we remained great friends ever since. We spent some wonderful times together and we carried each other through some very tough times as well. You understand how you sometimes feel more connected to someone who’s not your flesh and blood than with your first relatives? Well, these have always been Lucy and Amanda for me.
They’re also entirely different. Lucy is more like me, timid and demure, almost introverted while Amanda is the other side of the coin. She is insane, she is adventuresome and she’s always trying to find new ways to create me and Lucy feel uncomfortable. I could spend days listing all the encounters she has put us through over the years but that’s not the point of this narrative. The point of the narrative is to tell you about my first nudist experience. Our first nudist experience and about the very first time that I realized that I find my best friends attractive in a way that’s a bit more than merely friendly.
Needless to say, it was Amanda that proposed we should test out seeing a nudist beach on our next trip to Europe. Me and Lucy declined before she could end the sentence but that’s when Amanda used one of her best weapons, her powers of persuasion that will not be put to waste in CIA Or another government agency. This girl could persuade a drowning man to buy a bottle of plain water. Literally. Regardless, Amanda managed to wear us down over the course of the next few weeks and before we could truly understand what she did to us and how she persuaded us, we were on the plane to France and after a bus ride we were at the camp.
It was this wonderful section of the French Riviera and it was so secluded that you just couldn’t locate it by accident unless you understood exactly where you were going. It was also with hundreds of people, couples, families, mainly young families with small kids. Obviously, there were also several groups like us, largely a bit older than us and largely girls as well. I think there is some type of a policy about single guys coming in, either alone or in groups. Which was a shame and which made Amanda despair.
And astonishingly enough, being nude came extremely natural to all three of us. Even Lucy, the most self-conscious of us had no problem getting undressed and sunbathing fully naked before all those folks. I loved it. It was the best feeling of my own life. The very first day I sunbathed nude, I could literally feel the sun playing with my skin, warming it up and getting me literally horny. When you get that hot summer Mediterranean sunshine working in your nether regions, you get wet in matter of seconds. And then there is the substitution from cold of the ocean to the heat of the sun. Overall, it is exciting and very sexual. Which is something I didn’t anticipate.
Another thing that I did not expect in the least was that I would find myself looking at my two friends and thinking about kissing them and touching them. They still had tan lines and their bodies looked so perfect and so natural all nude and in nature. I really could feel my clit swelling up when I started thinking about kissing Lucy or touching Amanda. But I never told them. How could tell my two best friends that I’ve been wondering what it’d like if we all went insane and had a wild night together. I only needed to let off steam and I’m hoping to god that they will not read this text.

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I hope that they do not and yet I am hoping that they do. I have no idea. It’s all quite perplexing.

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