I would last five seconds in a naturist club.
And it’s not as if I understand the logic behind them anyway. There is so much scientific evidence that tells us over-exposure to the sun can cause skin cancer that it seems to me to be simply asking for trouble to wander around stark naked for days/weeks/weekends on end.
Plus, in the interest of total disclosure, I would last about ten seconds with total strangers looking at me before I would be creaming myself and desperate to masturbate somewhere.....or more.
So, what’s the deal with nudism?
I admit that I went to a naturist club once. It was, in one way one of the most uncomfortable experiences of my life since I was only 16 at the time and had gone with a friend whose family were members. I thought they wouldn’t let me in because of my age but they didn’t even ask. I was just signed in as a guest and that was that.
We both took our clothes off and stashed them in lockers and then......well......the club had a large and comfortable club room, complete with bar and hot and cold food. There was a games room, a simply humongous spa bath, a steam room and a sauna. Outside, there was a heated pool and little shed that were, apparently, hired by members who wanted to stay overnight.
You just chilled out and enjoyed the freedom of no clothes.
Except I couldn’t chill out. I both felt and saw eyes checking me and my friend out. While no one had a full-on erection, there were plenty of semis on show. I asked Gillian about that and she said that it was often the case that you’d see a guy fully hard. Overt sex or masturbation is frowned upon, but I soon learned there were ways around that!
By the time we walked into the hot tub, I was tingling all over and not through being chilly! I managed to find myself a suitable water jet and let the tub take care of business for me. Gillian, of course, knew in a heartbeat what I was doing and whispered “slut” to me.....which promptly made me cum a third time.
Oh, I don’t know, I just imagined after a day at this place everyone congregating in the club room and as the evening wore on it got more and more racy until it became one gigantic fuck fest. At least, that’s what I hoped! Every mental image I got just served to make me ever more randy. I swear I could smell myself in the steam coming off the tub!
I managed a cum in the steam room too. Again, the idea of someone vaguely making out what I was doing through the steam was so erotic!
I’m sorry if this offends genuine naturists, and I’d love to know what you think of the sun/skin cancer argument. I’m sure you’re not all at it like rabbits.....
.......but oh, I hope you are!
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