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How I Came To Live With 4 Other Nudists and the Things We Did

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This is another story directly from me, not a client. An email penpal asked me how I came to live in that house, which I've written about previously here on SoloTouch. So here's the story:


Ah, yes, that was a good time. In my early twenties, just after having sold a business, I bought a motorhome and traveled around the United States. One day after a couple of years, I had  come to a small beach town just north of San Diego and fell in love with the place. The only problem is that rents were exceedingly high. I didn't have anywhere near enough money to buy a house, and being young, I didn't know much about credit. Looking back, I'll bet my credit score was very high, from the business I had built and sold. I was tired of living alone in the motorhome, even though I had picked up people from time to time who'd live and travel with me for a a week or two. Oh, yes, I had sex with almost all of them. Even then, however, I was much more interested in mutual masturbation type things rather than penetrative sex. I've been so lucky that I was seldom tempted to do anything more, because I've never caught anything except once I got crabs. I didn't avoid penetration just because I was afraid of catching something, but more because I really enjoy handjobs and related activities much more than fucking. Am I unusual in that way? I don't know. One day, I saw a notice in the local natural food store. Someone was looking for a housemate. That someone was a lovely blond German girl who worked in the food store. She was the one who put up the card on the bulletin board. We got to talking, and she invited me to go over after her shift and visit the house and the other three people already living with her. It was a three-bedroom house, and one of the roommates was living in a little pop-up camper in the front yard. They liked the idea that I could stay in my motorhome in the yard, just using the living room, kitchen and bath, yet I was willing to pay a full fifth of the rent. I liked these people right away. We were all about the same age - in our early twenties and all open-minded. I moved in the next day. I was introduced to the casual nudity almost right away, when the lovely blond girl's sister, an equally lovely, also German, redhead was making coffee in the morning totally nude, and totally casual, as the rest of us woke up and started milling around in the kitchen. It didn't take me more than a couple of days to get bold enough to start appearing naked also. Four of the five of us started being totally nude pretty much any time we were at home. We got a kick out of surprising delivery men, neighbors and others who came to the door for one thing or another. The fifth roommate was a very strange, quiet girl who I believe was just a bit mentally unbalanced. For instance, she had gone on an exclusively ice cream and fruit juice diet for 50-some days, until she found herself hospitalized. She seldom was naked, but wasn't totally prudish. She did join us in the shower and things like that from time to time. It was in the shower that the ice was broken, so to speak. It was a typical small stand-up shower, and someone wondered whether all five of us could fit. Of course, we had to try that out, and the next thing you know, there were five wet people all slipping against each other, and having a lovely time. We eventually started having what you might call orgies. These weren't quite orgies, because we didn't have penetrative sex. This was before the era of AIDS, but we were all concerned about other STDs, and they really liked my idea that we could be free as we wanted with just masturbatory activities. Four of us regularly participated, but the strange girl usually held back. Instead, we'd generally participate with a couple friends of the group. There were two girls who worked in a local doughnut shop who were frequently among us. There was more lesbian activity than you might expect. James, the only other guy, and I were often entertained by lovely young girls kissing, rolling around, licking, slurping, and sticking things into each other. At first, he and I were too stuck in our ways, too homophobic perhaps, to venture to touch each other, but the girls finally coaxed us into losing that foolish taboo, and I'm sure glad they did.

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