Human Awareness Institute or HAI courses?
 

Dear All,

I don't normally frequent this part of the forum, but I'm interested to know if HAI has ever been a subject talked about here?

Several years ago I attended a Level 1 HAI event in the UK and it blew my mind! I'm happy to write about it fully, if anyone is interested.

Perhaps Google can tell you a little of what I mean, but HAI keeps things pretty secret about what happens at these courses!

Or perhaps it's been on here already, as my search does not work.

I would be interested.....
 

I was unaware ;) of the "Awareness" Institute. From what I've just now read, seems like some of the hippy-days awareness retreats. And things can get interesting.....
.......... So please tell us of your experiences!
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OK, I've had some interest in this matter, so will start posting soon.

My experience dates back to 2012 and HAI is not currently putting on courses in the UK, but they are in Germany (in English and German) in Europe and several other countries in the world.

For reasons that will become obvious later, I'll refer to people by initials rather than fictional names, it's not impossible that someone from HAI or a course attendee might read this.

First episode will be about how I learnt about HAI from a lovely lady I met at a retreat in Spain, when I was still a nude beach snapper. J****e was a trainee psychotherapist from London who had been attending HAI for a couple of years, like me she was in her mid 50s and like me had just ended a long term relationship.

So, in August 2012 I was single and living in southern Spain. I learnt of a wonderful holiday retreat that catered for Brits with an interest in holistic therapies, yoga and creative writing, to name but a few of the courses on offer. These courses included wonderful food in an idyllic setting, but were very expensive.

I heard of a scheme where local expats could fill vacant spaces for silly prices (120 euros a week not 800 euros a week), so I signed up.

This sort of course attracts intellectual people and 75% of these are ladies! Add in a super swimming pool that is clothes optional and you can see why I wanted to go along.

J, (as I'll call her) was there on holiday to forget a break up of a relationship in the UK. To start the holiday, all the ladies wore full swimsuits, however the two other men there (both over 65 and regular visitors) went swimming naked from the first dip. Despite being used to being on nude beaches and having a deep overall tan, I was shy stripping off in front of 15 (not unatrractive) ladies I'd just met. I could see they were almost daring me to strip off.

What would I do? More tomorrow and a photo of J to keep you interested today!

I know this thread is about HAI, but I thought I'd lead up to how I got there in the first place!

This is the retreat (video link below) that introduced me to J and allowed me to open up my thinking on myself and future relationships.



hxxps://youtu.be/gks9XEyNeeo

To be continued...

On the morning of our first full day at Cortijo Romero we were taken out by mini bus to be shown the local mountains and countryside. By chance, I found myself sharing a seat next to J and during the journey got to know a little about her. Our week was split between a creative writing course and a 'find your heart's desire' course that J and I were on.

Looking across the bus at the four ladies forming part of the creative writing course, I mentioned that my self exploration week had got off to a bad start, because of these ladies teasing me to get naked like their Male course mates had done. They liked the idea of seeing naked men, whilst they remained clothed in swimsuits or tshirts and shorts.

J (who was on her second visit to CR),said "you just wait, I've seen that type of behaviour before. Just go ahead and strip, they'll soon not even notice who is naked and who is not, by the middle of the week".

After a morning spent either walking up steep footpaths or sitting in a stuffy bus in 30C, we arrived back just in time for lunch. We need a swim first said one of the writers, let's go to our rooms and change, then have a swim before lunch. "This is your chance" said J, "follow me" she said and started running to the pool area. On reaching the pool and to my amazement she started shedding t short, shorts and panties, without actually stopping. "Last one in is a cissy!" she shouted before diving in head first. What could I do, as she swam away from me, I quickly took off my clothes and jumped in.

J swam back to me and said "that was easy, wasn't it" I smiled, aware that through the water my eyes were being drawn downwards to a light brown tangle of pubic hair, pale skin and small breasts breaking the surface as she bobbed up and down. I was aware of my penis starting to swell, but this was instantly stopped by the arrival of two writers, resplendent in one piece swimsuits. "Ooh, nudes in the pool!" one of them shouted. "Why not?"replied J, "seems a shame to struggle into tight nylon when you don't have to". "She has a point" said K***n, a short haired lady of about 40 and without batting an eye, peeled down her costume, stepping out of it and throwing it to the chairs where they had left their towels.

"Oh, goodness, I couldn't possibly" said I***e, the other writer as she edged forward to the pool steps, we three nudes now staring at her. On entering she swam over to us and said "you are brave, I might even join you one day" The two other ladies arrived and did a double take as J emerged stark naked and started picking up her clothes from the poolside. "Lunctime?" she said and I had no excuse not to follow her, passing the new arrivals on the steps, relieved that my erection had been nothing more than a stirring and rather pleased that it gave my penis just a little size boost as I brushed past these ladies. Putting back on my clothes (not easy when wet, and we had no towels) I looked back at K, now floating on her back, breasts and pubes proudly above the water. I'm going to enjoy this holiday, I thought to myself!


In the photo below, 'K' is on the right, 'I' in the middle. No nude shots of them in my albums, so I've not hidden any faces. Lady on the left will feature later!

...at lunch (wonderful vegetarian food) I caught up with J, now wearing a long thin dress, clearly with nothing much underneath, and thanked her for 'forcing' me through my little ordeal. "Don't mention it" she said, "I only wore a swimsuit yesterday, as it looked like that was going to be the 'norm' for the guests, this week".

Apparently, clothes optional swimming at CR can depend on the mindset of the guests, some weeks, nobody strips off...well, at least until the final night party! Then pretty much everyone skinny dips!

"It's nice to be able to decide wether to be naked or not, what we at HAI call 'at choice'.

"What's HAI?" says I, "do you get naked there too?". "Up to you, but it's not about nudity, it's about ones attitude to relationships and sensuality". "is it a club for swingers or a personal development" says I rather flippantly. "Oh, there is no actual sex" says J, "but it teaches you a lot about yourself, hopefully like the course we start this afternoon!". "I'll tell you more about it later, if you are interested".

With that, I embarked on a golden week of self discovery...tbc.

Really looking forward to the rest, lovely ladies by the way...

Not sure if I'm writing this for myself, or if anyone else is interested. It's nice to look back at one of the best periods of my life, so I'll continue for now.

CR is a wonderful place, made special too by the people you meet. I'd gone for a cheap holiday and a chance to prepare myself for a return to the UK after 6 years in Spain and the end of a 17 year relationship simultaneously. I thought I might be able to meet some nice single English ladies, but never imagined what the next few days would bring me.

The course was quite interesting, using psycho drama, one to one encounters with course members, revealing your darkest secrets and desires amongst many other weird and wonderful stuff. As well as J (now my lunch and dinner partner), we had a famous painter (female, based in Brighton who's paintings feature cartoon like figures and dogs, featured on posters and prints around the world) as well as a doctor and a young lady psychiatrist from Pakistan. The psychiatrist was with her boyfriend (based in UAE) but also from Pakistan. They went to CR to escape family and religious restrictions...they smoked pot, drank alcohol and swam naked, because they could never do this at home and nobody from home would ever set foot at CR!

Being local, I was used to nightime temperatures of 26C and no aircon, the Brits struggled with it, so I introduced them to my patent cure for sleeping in a hot climate. After dinner and plenty of cheap wine, I would lead my small (but growing) band of sleep deprived fellow guests to the pool. Officially, when the noise curfew came into force at 10pm, the pool was closed. However, if we were quiet, nobody bothered. With dim (sometimes just starlight) pool lighting, we all stripped off and entered the pool.

Now, to work properly, we should immerse ourselves for a period of time until our body core temperatures fall to point, you feel cold. This can take up to an hour, so how did we pass the time? Some floated looking at the milky way, some chatted others (the Muslim couple) pretty much had sex in the far corner of the pool.

One evening, myself and the artist were together (we had been paired up for an exercise that afternoon) with P** a 64 year psychologist and one of the older single men. J had gone off to a pre booked Flamenco evening, so was not there. I was aware of a new arrival at the pool steps, it was the lady on the left of the group photo, called J*. "I can't get to sleep and my roommate told me to come to the pool" she said. I bobbed over to the steps and explained what we were doing. "OK, I'll go and get changed and join you, if that's alright" she said. I quickly replied "only works if you are naked" and stood up in the shallow water. The artist and the other two also stood up and waved at her. "Oh hell" said J*, I've never been naked in front of strangers. Good time to try it then, said I.

With that, she took two steps backwards and went behind a palm tree! About a minute later she came out, one arm across her chest, another covering her lower regions and edged down the steps. Once at thigh depth she dunked herself below the surface and let out a huge sigh of relief. "I can't believe I've just done this...and in front of two naked men too". We welcomed her into our little group and returned to our chat.

Things would take a very unexpected turn over the next few minutes and J* would add something even more daring to her holiday memories before the evening was over!

Photo below, the pool in daytime, taken from my just outside my room.

...P** and the other guy announced they were cool enough now to try getting to sleep and left. That left the three of to float about and start getting to know our shy new arrival as she had remained very aloof with us non-writers so far. J*, it transpired was from the far north of Scotland and had moved there with her parents from Devon when she was 12. Her parents were strictly religious and attended their church one or even two times a day. She was now 34 and a teaching assistant in the local junior school, but still lived with her parents. Her parents were very protective and as a teenager her main source of fun was reading the classics, such as those of the Bronte sisters. As racy as her parents allowed.

This got her into writing historic fiction in the same style and this creative writing course was the idea of one the teachers where she worked. Chrissy, who was the tutor was a friend of the teacher and she suggested this course (instead of a UK based one) as a way to bring her out of herself. "It's certainly working" she giggled. "I've an idea said our artist, I'll be back in a minute".With that she swam to the side, wrapped herself in her large towell and went off in the direction of her room.

Her exit seemed to spur on our Muslim friends from the far end of the pool, with one leap the guy jumped out of the pool and headed for a beach recliner on the far side. Despite the darkness, his lean body was visible to J*, "ooh he's naked too". When he layed on the recliner it became clear that not only was he naked, he was sporting a very impressive erection too. "Oooh, goodness me" exclaimed my companion. The psychiatrist was out next, picking up her towel and draping it behind her, she went to the recliner. With a leg either side, she moved up the length of the sunbed and once halfway, brought the towel over her head and dropped slowly onto her lover, the towel now covering both of them. Soon, this towel was moving slowly and rhythmically, occasionally emitting the odd sigh or giggle.

"Are they doing what I think they are doing?" whispered J*. "I think they are, that's a first here", I said. "It certainly would be for me" said Jo, before putting her hand over her mouth, wishing she had not said that. Her embarrassment was saved by the return of our artist, still wrapped in her towel. "You said you wanted to bring the real you out of yourself this week, didn't you?" Jo replied, thankful for a change of subject, "yep, up for anything, so it seems" she giggled.

"OK, I've set up the next big step, it's something I do at home a lot, but I've never done with other people before". "Looks like our two friends are now otherwise occupied, who's up for a spot of dancing in the moonlight in the olive grove?" "Um, sounds fun, you coming too?" said J* looking at me. "If it's not just a girly thing?" I replied. "No, the more the merrier" said the artist, come on out you both get and leave the two lovebirds alone.

It was as I made my way to the side that I realised I had not brought my beach towel from my room, "shit" I mumbled, no towel. I'll have to risk getting caught, walking naked to the olive grove. "I didn't bring one either, but I guess I slip on my dress" said J*. I was behind her as she went up the steps, her bottom small and almost childlike in the moonlight. The thought that I might be the first man to feast his eyes on these gorgeous round cheeks caused a stirring down below. By the time I reached my shorts and t-shirt I needed to cover myself quite urgently. "Oh, this is hopeless" grumbles J and I steel a glance towards the palm tree. Her slim wet body had caused her dress to stick to her top half and it refused to slide down any further. As she turned to try another way, her white tummy was clearly lit and just below, a thick triangular patch of hair, resembling a jungle. Something I'd not noticed in the water. Holding my Tshirt to cover my swollen penis, I stepped over and said in a chivalrous voice "allow me to help, madam". Getting hold of the hem of the dress, I pulled it downwards, for a second my face was level with her bottom as she spun around.

To be continued....

Pedro,

Great hearing your experiences here. I definitely am looking forward to learning about that cute blonde on the left with the lavendar tank top.

Thanks, if you have read the last post you will find me struggling to help her get on a long dress over a wet body!

As J* spun around in an attempt to cover her lower body, I found my face about three inches from her bush! "Sorry!" I blurted, just trying to help out. "I think you might need to sort something else out too" she chuckles, "it seems mens willies are like busses, you wait a lifetime to see one and then two come along at the same time!". I follow her eye line and realise that in the confusion of helping her with covering her modesty, I'd dropped the bundled Tshirt and shorts that had been covering mine! "Doh, I'm so sorry" I said, "at least it's quite dark here, I didn't mean to cause offence".

"I don't think I'm offended, but I am feeling very tingly inside this evening....let's go down to the olive grove before our lovely artist thinks we've deserted her". Holding my now damp clothing over my (now shrinking) privates, we tip toe past the now still sun lounger. I dark face emerges and a hand gives us a wave as we sneak past.

I keep J* ahead of me, both of us walking slowly without a torch and both having bare feet. The olive grove was past some accommodation units and down a slight slope. At first it seemed deserted, then a strong beam of light shone towards us. "Agh, I can't see a thing now" I blurted. "Sorry, I'll shine it on the ground, it's all soft grass now" said the voice of our host. The bright light changed to a glow that illuminated our now naked again friend. " oh, we are breaking all the rules tonight then" I said, "no mobile phones to be used at CR and no activity after 10pm!".

"Well, sometimes you have to live dangerously" she said, as her phone and small attached speaker started to play a 'party like it's 1999' by Prince. In the moonlight it was possible to see her much more clearly than in the pool. Like me, in her 50s but with a slim long limbed frame and an infectious manner I took in her body. Like J* she had short bobbed hair, but her breasts were quite long (older?)with larger nipples than I'd noticed earlier. Going downwards, a small area of short curly hair was visible as she swayed to rhythm of the music. "Come on then, I'm not doing this to be gawped at by you!..get dancing!". I suddenly thought that without realising it, I'd been staring at her. I quickly laid down my modesty protection and started to move in sequence with her.

I spun slowly around (I am no dancer) and moved towards J* and put my hand out. "Care to dance?" I said, again using my chivalrous voice. "Oh, I don't dance" she said. " neither do I, and I seem to remember you not doing a lot of stuff...that's why you are here!" I replied. "You win", she said and took my outstretched hand. As I said, I don't dance, but I was now attached to a lady 20 years my junior (and quite possibly a virgin) in a long dress and I was stark naked. I didn't see that coming an hour ago!

"Oy, keep the noise down" came a female voice in a 'stage whisper', "people are trying to sleep!" As the figure came closer, I recognised the mop of curly hair that meant J***e was back from her night out. "The 'lovebirds' told me you were down here, when I looked for you by the pool". "That looks fun, I've been watching dancing all evening in a hot theatre, now I can do some myself". With that, she starts to undress. I look at J* and smile (hoping she can see me), "not feeling over dressed then?"

More later...

...as you might have already noticed, this thread is not exactly wall to wall HARD CORE SEX and it won't ever really get that (not that it doesn't get much sexier soon) hot, because this is REAL it really happened and I am not going to spice things up, to get more hits...that would be fiction and in the other part of this forum!

Back to the olive grove (photos of actual place below, in daylight, not moonlight!) and I am hinting that J* might be overdressed. It didn't get any reaction except she let go of my hand and we continued to "jig about" as our movements probably fell short of dancing. I was aware that if I moved too much, my (now flacid) member wobbled in a not exactly erotic manner. J***e, now naked appeared at our side and her movements were very much like dancing, her body in touch with the music, her slim white skin radiating the moon. I was transfixed and it was soon apparent that J* had moved to dance with our artist, she had been happily bopping away by herself, up to now.

The track had changed to the Jacksons, 'Blame it on the boogie' and I laughed out loud as J started miming actions to the chorus. The Boogie part of the mime was basically 'raunchy sex' in her translation! We have were now dancing in touching distance and would touch finger tips every few seconds, before she slowly rotated, giving me a wonderful view of her body. The next track came on and it was much slower. J stepped forward and put her hand in the small of my back and pulled us together, "I can't promise I won't tread on you feet" I said. "Don't worry about that, we are on soft grass" she replied. Over her shoulder I saw J* and the artist also dancing together, J*, still in her long dress, the artist naked. For a second I thought, hmm if they were both naked, that would be a very sexy image! As that thought faded, I was aware my member was now making contact with J's tummy from time to time and it was starting to grow again.

I wondered if I should pull away a little or mention it, when I was blinded by a bright light! We both gasped and stood apart. " Come along you dirty stop outs" said the voice of the lady who helps run CR, " no music or dancing naked after 10 PM...oh, I made that last bit up!" she said. "Now off you go to bed, your own or somebody elses, makes no difference to me!...I've got to make your breakfast in 5 hours time and I need to sleep".

The four of us got dressed (the artist wrapping herself in her towel) and we made our way back to our accommodation.

What should say here, that unless you pay a huge supplement, you share rooms at CR. My roommate was one of the older guys and he was always in bed and up, long before me, so it normally didn't matter.
However, it made any adult encounters (I'll call them) a little difficult, hence our 'love birds ' needing to have fun in the public areas, in the dark. I offered to walk J to her room and the other two disappeared in the direction of their rooms.

When we got close, J pulled me towards her again and said "let's not go closer and wake up my grumpy roommate". She then added " I was aware of you 'enjoying' my company, when we were dancing. You are a really sweet man, but I don't think I'm ready for anything other than a friendship yet. My break up is still very raw inside me". I replied " sorry, sometimes I'm not in control of that bit of me, but I'd really like us to be mates, you're a lovely lady and I've enjoyed our time together, so far this week". "Great" she said "I'll bid you goodnight and will look forward to your company at breakfast". With that, I got a big kiss on my cheek and she was gone into the dark.

I crept into my own room, stripped, pulled back the single sheet on the bed and reflected on what had happened that evening. J***e rubbing her tummy into my dick, J* (a virgin?) getting naked, my face almost touching her bush then her seeing my arousal, triggered by her nakedness. God, how I needed a wank, but did I risk waking my roommate? No, wait until he gets up and goes for his run. I fell asleep, wondering who or what my happen in my life over the coming days and nights.

I awoke, hearing my roommate trying to close the room door quietly. Within seconds I relived last night, after no more than a minute of pleasurable reminiscence I found my self coming in a very heightened way. But who of the three naked nymphs had 'popped my cork' I'll keep to myself for now.

I went along to the super self service breakfast and found myself one of the first there. Sitting alone at a table for four, I soon saw our artist arrive. Noticing me, she came straight over. " Christ what a night" she said, "you would not believe what I've been through". "Ooh, do tell" I replied.

"Well, I was waking with J* back to our rooms when I realised she was crying. I couldn't help but ask what the matter was and that is where I think I went wrong!" " about four hours later, my special bottle of Rioja empty and my shower now no longer working, I let her sleep on my spare bed". (The artist was staying for three weeks and had paid to have a room to herself). "This morning she was throwing up like no bodies business too, I'll have to get some cleaning stuff, can't expect the room staff to sort that out".

"She was sick in your shower?" I asked. "Oh no, the shower got blocked when she borrowed some of my 'ladies tools' and removed that enormous jungle between her legs!"..." and apparently, it's ALL YOUR FAULT!. Perhaps you could come along and help me unblock it?"

"Wow, don't know how I get the blame" I stuttered "I don't mind one way or another about hair".

"Good grief" she replied, "do you know that girls story?". "A bit, she told me about her parents and upbringing a little last night, I think she might even be a virgin, come to think of it".

The artist rolled her eyes, " I had the whole story. She lied about coming here, her cousin in Edinburgh knows, she was the one who cut off her hair, whilst she stayed overnight before flying to Spain. Her family insist ladies have to have long hair and wear a headscarf. She is really rebellious and wants to start a new 'normal' life, whatever that is". After eating a mouthful of muesli, she added " she thinks she wants to have sex with someone this week. Unless our Pakistani friend falls out with his psychiatrist, YOU are the top of the bloody list to do the deed. Bet you didn't expect that when you booked to come here did you!"

I didn't! To be continued...

Now, I am the first to admit I am no Adonis, then I was 54 years old, I was a little overweight, I do have almost all my hair and once had a good physique in my 20s, now gone. My penis is far from prize winning, being slightly less than the average and not helped by me being 6ft tall with a big frame. If I was 5ft 3ins, I'd have the right sized penis, at least when I look in the mirror.

I've had several long term relationships, but at this stage in my life, did not expect to be contemplating the possibility of bedding a shy, much younger virgin....without even having to try. It seems that the lack of competition at CR was in my favour. Now J***e had let me know where I stand, it seemed the way was clear to move my attention towards J*. I was feeling 10ft tall.

Funny how fate has other plans!

More tomorrow...

Thanks for sharing. I had been interested in a few 'self-exploration" seminars like this, like the "Naked: The Retreat" where it is pretty explicit that people will be naked during the self-study (optional, of course).

There was a great documentary called "The Workshop" that showed a self-exploration retreat with tons of great nudity, but it was actually just an interesting documentary.

The Workshop is very much like HAI, J****e actually met Ryan, the guy with a big dick at HAI events, we watched it together before my visit to an event weekend.

Cortijo Romero is much more about the courses, the nudity and potential interaction between guests is just a matter of chance. What I've described was a one off, my other visit was much less exciting!

However HAI was very good, I'll come to that later!

The courses at CR are split into morning and afternoon, finishing at 4 PM to allow 'chill out' time in the gardens and pool area. That Wednesday afternoon, I spent the time with J****e and the artist, putting the world to right and avoiding any talk of last night. Both J and I were nude, the artist wore a bikini. Every now and again J would move to reach her drink or sunglasses, more than once I glimpsed a little pink rosebud peaking out of her pubic hair and resigned myself to not being able to investigate that in more intimate detail one day soon. There had be no sign of J* all day, she was not with her group at lunchtime. Had she left after last night?

At dinner, I spotted her roommate and asked " is your roommate alright?". "Yes, I think so" she replied "she didn't come back last night and hasn't moved from her bed at all today. She says she gets migraines and will be OK by tomorrow...but it looks more like the hangover from hell to me".

That evening there was no sign of at our cooling off soak either and I wondered if what the artist had said was wrong.

I was up early next morning, my roommate had already gone for his run, so I thought I'd get some exercise and do a few lengths of the pool, it being right outside my room. As I swam, I was aware of a figure in a long nightgown using the outside kitchen area by the pool. This was for guests to make tea or coffee out of hours. It was J*, wearing a long nightie and one far to thick for August in Spain.

"Good Morning" she called, "would you like a cup of tea?" "Yes please" I said, although I'm a coffee personI wanted to make as much contact as I could. We were now over halfway through the week and I didn't even really know her. I swam over to the corner by the kitchen, only about a metre deep. I could sit on the bottom with my shoulders at the height of the pool. Within a few seconds I was handed a mug and J* sat down next to me, dipped her pretty little feet in the water and "I love this place, I hear you actually live here too". "I live nearer the coast and have done for six years" I replied. Hmm, it's so sunny here" said J*, " from your tan, it looks like you never have to wear clothes here either" and giggled sheepishly. "I don't walk around like this, but when I go to the beach, I'm lucky enough to not have to wear anything". " crumbs" said J*, "I couldn't do that, I have enough trouble wearing a swimsuit".

I smiled up at her and realised her eyes seemed focused on my lower regions, fully visible in the shallow water. I felt the bloodflow down there increasing and decided to 'pep up' the conversation. "You were happy to strip off the other night" I said "and if you don't mind me saying, you looked very beautiful in your birthday suit". She splashed her feet in the water and when I looked up, she was blushing bright red.

"I've never been beautiful, in fact I only found out I was a bit of a freak when I looked at the other ladies". "You are no freak", I interjected, " you are a beautiful lady". "Stop it, I'm blushing now! Anyway, I've now matched the hairstyle at both ends now, my days of long hair are behind me" she said, going even deeper red. " not sure what you mean, but as long as you are happy, that's great", I replied.

I finished my tea and she put out her hand for the cup, brushing my shoulder in the process. As she got up, she leaned against me, as she was trying to hold two empty mugs. On returning from the kitchen area, she stood just behind me and said " what do you think?" As I turned my head, she reached down and pulled up the nightdress to her waist, her huge bush had gone and in its place a small triangle about two inches across and two very pretty outer lips clearly visible underneath. " very beautiful, just as I said" I replied quickly. It was then I noticed my roommate, back from his run, and now slipping out of his shorts for a swim. He was frozen in time, staring at J* displaying her sex.

Suddenly she noticed him and dropped her nightie as if caught by here parents. "He's right" said my roommate "very beautiful indeed" and with that let his shorts drop and descended the steps into the pool quite naked. Damn, I thought, he's in good shape for someone older than me and he's got a huge dick too. As he moved effortlessly through the water, I realised J* was still standing there, watching him swim up and down.

To be continued...

I had to stop her staring at my roommate and decided it was time to get out. " can you pass me my towel please J*" I asked, standing up and hauling myself out of the water as athletically as I could manage. She turned and picked up the towel, before turning back to me. We were now face to face, my wet naked body only inches from her. "You really should experience this sort of freedom J*, it's pointless wearing clothes here if you don't have to". "I'll think about it" she said and with a big slightly toothy smile, she moved off in the direction of her room. After a few steps, she looked back and giggled girlishly.

In the pool, my roommate was performing perfect backstroke, his large member breaking the surface on every stroke. Was that what made her giggle? I thought.

That morning, I worked one to one with in a class with P**, the older lady who joined me most evenings in the pool. A CR regular, she was always good company. J****e was paired with the artist and every now again, I saw them glance in my direction.

More later...

At lunchtime J****e and the artist were already deep in conversation and I felt I'd better not intrude. So I sat at an empty table and was soon joined by my roommate. "Looks like you have an admirer" he said, "you lucky sod!". "Oh, this morning" I replied "I'm not sure, she is a lovely but very mixed up girl". "Well, if you're not sure about her, do you mind if I get to know her as well, that view I had this morning is burnt into my brain and won't go away" with that he stood up to go and get some juice, only to lean over me and whisper " I didn't mean the image of you, by the way" and chuckling he went across the room.

He was some time and craning my kneck I saw him by the juice bar, chatting away to J* and her roommate. Good grief, he doesn't hang about does he, I thought!

My roommate was nominally in the same group as me, but he often skipped sessions and went exploring the local area instead. He was missing that afternoon and I wondered what he had suggested to the girls at lunchtime. When he returned there were four of us on the table and our earlier conversation was not continued.

I had to pass the pool to pick up my towel after the class and could hear laughter and splashing before I got there. An informal water polo match appeared to be in action with four or five players splashing around. As my eyes focused on the scene I saw all the players were naked, two men and two women. One was my roommate and the other guy was the tai chi instructor who took a class on the roof after breakfast. The girls? That was J* and her roommate, the other creative writer who had also insisted "I'll never take off my clothes in public". "Come and join us" shouted J* when she caught sight of me.

"That looks a bit energetic to me" I replied, just as J* leapt at my roommate trying to get the inflatable ball they were playing with. As they made contact, he grabbed her and lifted her clear of the water. "Cheat" she cried and tried to wriggle free to reach the ball. As she twisted around, I saw one of his hands had cupped one firm little breast and the other slid under the back of her smooth thigh. She spun around away from the ball and wrapped her arms around his torso. "Quick, get the ball" she shouted " I've got him trapped!"

I****e, the brunette attempted a front crawl to reach the ball, her soft white and slightly chubby bottom above the water and glistening like a pale peach. She reached the ball and seeing me, stood up, revealing some larger than I'd imagined and rather delicious wobbly breasts, water cascading down them. "Catch" she said, throwing the ball at me. I attempted to catch, but decided to bat it back with my hand towards my roommate and J*. I need not have bothered. Both standing in the middle of the pool, they were engaged in a long and tender kiss, his hands cupping her head, her visible hand in the small of his back. "I****e saw my stare and looked over at what I was looking at "blimey, they don't hang about, do they!" "Seems not" was all I could manage to say as I walked back to my room. How a few hours can change things, however things were about to change again, before the sun went down!

More later...

I returned to my room, poured myself some wine and started across at the bed opposite, how the hell did he achieve that, I grumbled. As I laid down, the laughter and splashing from the pool continued, but I tried to shut it out. I laid back on my bed and fell asleep, in a dream I saw J* lift her nightgown to me, nobody else was around, so I gently brushed my hand passed he knew and moved it upwards "beautiful" I heard myself say. As I moved higher J* shifted her feet to allow my hand to travel fully upwards. My hand rotated and I felt my fingers gently slide between those clearly defined lips and slip inside her slippery wet vagina. "Beautiful" I repeated. I sat up with a start, I was still in my shirt and shorts (with a throbbing erection staring to escape the latter) when I heard a knock at the door. This is what must have woken me. It was pitch dark now, I must have slept hours.
" anyone there" came a voice from outside. I went across and in the dim light outside saw the curly head of J, silhouetted in the doorway. "You OK?" She whispered, you missed supper and we are going for a cold soak, so thought you might like to join us. "Crumbs, it's that late? I'll grab my towel and join you in a second". When she had gone, I noticed my erection was still there and needed attention, I slipped into the bathroom and found I could come in about a dozen strokes, reliving my dream. A quick shower and after wrapping myself in my towel, I went poolside.

Several bodies bobbed in the pool, the most by far that week. On entering I headed for my friend with the curly hair, talking to three other ladies. The artist, P** and (to my surprise "I****e, the buxom brunette writer, still very naked) were talking animatedly about something. "Hi" said the artist, you've missed all the fun!

"I*****e is moving in with me for the last two days and it looks like you now have a room to yourself!" it took me a second to take this in. "You mean he's moving into J*s room tonight?" " they moved in this afternoon and for 'assisting' he has donated a case of lovely organic house red to us" she said " have a drink" pointing to two open bottles at the side of the pool.

I was speechless and didn't notice J slide in to my side at first. Underwater she took hold of my hand and squeezed it gently. "Plenty more fish in the sea....or should I say pool!" She whispered in my ear, so the others did not hear.

To be continued in a day or so...

Sometimes it feels like I'm writing this just for my own amusement, it is really quite enjoyable to go over these events in my mind, some I'd forgotten about and writing this post has brought them back. I promise we will get to HAI eventually!

Back to the late night pool session.

J****e keeps on holding my hand underwater for what seems like minutes and we end up bobbing in the pool, almost as one. The artist then takes charge "right, as we were just saying, who's up for a synchronised swim team for the final night performance?" The 'final night performance' is CR tradition where guests put on an improvised show for tutors and guests. It's never meant to anything other than a laugh and the artist thought for a finale, we could put on a pool spectacular as the show takes place just off the pool area in the large hall.

J puts up her hand, still holding mine..."that's two to start" announced the artist. After a minute, we end up with six volunteers, five women and me. "Can men do synchronised swimming" I asked. " we'll find out" said P**, " I don't think it will matter, let's see shall we?".

Well, let me tell you, it's bloody difficult! Trying to float and move around the pool in formation with 5 other people. More than once I swallowed a lot of water, on the positive side, more than once I had some rather intimate contact with body parts of my companions. After 30 minutes of giggles we were ejected by the warden for making too much noise, too late.

"Same time tomorrow and we need more swimmers, bring a friend tomorrow or it will not work" ordered the artist. J and I got out and dried off together, drying each others back, something we'd not done before. I walked her to the accommodation and said " I have a room to myself now". J smiled and said "not tonight, let's talk tomorrow".

I walked back to my empty room, wondering what tomorrow would bring, it was the penultimate day of the vacation and time was running out.

Tomorrow started early, about 5.30 am I heard a large splash from the pool. Through the open window, I could peak through the chink in the curtains. A dark haired person was swimming alone and from what little I could see, that person was naked.

I moved closer, hoping not to be seen in the shadow of the room. As they reached the shallow end it was clear it was I***e, the writer who once said she would never swim naked. Since her afternoon with J* and my roommate, I'd hardly seen wearing anything. She lay back with her arms on the rim of the pool, the warm early morning sunshine made her very large breasts glisten as the wobbled in the swell of the water. Once she realised nobody was about, she moved a hand and it disappeared under the water, just out of my sight. Within a few seconds it was apparent what she was doing from the expression on her face. From my vantage point in my room, I soon took her lead. Holding the curtain back just enough to see and hopefully not exposing myself, I jerked off in time with her. I was about to come but stopped as she seemed to hold back. We both started off again and within a few seconds she gasped so loud she ducked down under the water, as if to hide. I was about to let my load go but held back again. She was getting out now, again her gorgeous white expanse of bottom appeared as she pulled herself out of the pool. She turned to face the pool, the first time I'd got a good view her full frontal. She was magnificent and I came on the spot just looking at her. Instantly I felt a little guilty and moved back into my room. I decided to brazen it out and venture onto the pool terrace, before she left.

I emerged from my room, wrapped in my towel. I***e was now walking around the pool, also wrapped in her towel. "Morning" I greeted, "oh hello" she replied. " that was bloody wonderful... wasn't it!" and gave me a theatrical wink and a smile. I looked back and the sun that had made her body glisten was shining right into my bloody room window. I went to the spot where she had been, to my horror, she would have seen everything I'd been up to.

Mixed feelings of guilt and excitement of her coming whilst knowing I was wanking on the view of her filled my head. The guilt increased when I remembered I was going to have a talk with J about our 'friendship' this morning too.

I'll get to that next time...

I'm also really enjoying your story. Please do continue.

Thanks for the above comment, this is taking much longer than I first thought!

That morning J****e and I had our chat. She was still not ready for romance, but after talking to some other ladies, she might be ready for a 'holiday fling', but how and when that might happen, she would leave to fate. Hmm, I thought we've only got 36 hours until you fly home, how this is going to work out was beyond anything on my part.

A surprise visit to CR of a visiting folk band that evening put our synchronised swim rehearsal off too, as the band would play on the pool terrace. The management were stringing lights up and no doubt there would be some packing up afterwards. The artist called for a rehearsal at 6pm (in daylight, so the surprise will now be lost), but needs must.

At 6, a much larger group sat around the pool. In addition to yesterday's group we now had J* and her new partner (both in swimsuits) and the writer in my photo with glasses, also firmly suited up. This proliferation of swimwear seemed to influence others, J****e and I were (until P** arrived) late, the only people involved who were naked. The whole atmosphere seemed much less fun, however the routine did seem to improve slightly!

Later the band played a blinder of set and J****e and took our wine to the olive grove to 'look at the stars' which were even brighter than ever. Should I make a move, I thought, as we lay on our backs looking skyward. I put my arm around her small shoulders and pulled her towards me, there was no resistance...

That night underneath the incredible milky way we had our first deep and exploratory kisses, sometimes so long it was difficult to be the first one to stop. I ventured my hand up her back underneath her tshirt, there was no bra and no resistance from J. A little later, I slid by hand down into the back of her cut off denim shorts, I felt the elastic of her panties with my fingertips and dived underneath to finally touch that lovely small bottom I'd been looking at for days.

This was the first time in two years I'd touched a woman and this way, twenty years since I'd experienced the excitement of exploring a new person's body. J's hand was starting to explore, although not quite as adventurously. I moved positioning to allow my hand in her shorts to reach further down..."no further down, not tonight anyway" she whispered in a very kind way. My hand retreated instantly to the outside of her shorts. " I so want to do this, but I keep getting this voice reminding me of the pain of my break up...can you possibly wait, I really don't want to hurt you". "I'll wait as long as it takes and longer, the worlds not as big as it used to be" I replied. She then said " that's part of the problem, my last relationship was 100 miles away from my home and it broke down, partly over the distance. You live in another country so I must never fall in love with you". I smiled, " let's make sure we keep it friends...but very close friends' "I'll drink to that" said J.

She moved to reach the wine and as she did so, she brushed against the bulge in my shorts " oh wow, was that little me that caused that? I'm so, so sorry. Can I do anything?" I so nearly said "yes please" when I remembered my manners and said " I'll wait, I'm sure it will go down eventually" With that, she reached over and placed in over the bulging area of my shorts. "I'll deal with you properly tomorrow night, you naughty thing" she whispered.

So, it was now spoken out aloud, she and I would be together for our last night, enough time to enjoy each others bodies, but too short to have anything more meaningful together. I had a feeling this plan had been hatched by J and the artist a couple of days before.

The last full day sped past in what seemed like minutes. Before I knew it, we were setting up the hall for the final entertainment, the lights still in place from the concert the night before a great addition to making feel special. The artist did a puppet show, something she had done with the characters she paints, others sang songs, I did a monologue I'd written 30 years before with an old mate who went on to write for some famous comic TV shows.

J and I sat together and were joined by the artist after her slot. Can you go around a gather all the synchronised swimmers, I want them to slip away so we can get ready first. The warden will then shepherd the audience outside where we will be lined up along the pool, girls on one side, boys (if anyone else can be bothered) on the other side.

J went one side of the hall, I the other.

J went one side of the hall, I the other. I****e and K****n (the prudish blonde with glasses in my page one photo) were sitting with P**. "Showtime ladies" I said, "outside and ready to go in five" in my best showbiz voice. "I wish I'd had my costume ironed" joked P**. "Oh, should I have done that?" Exclaimed K****n. I****e said " she's joking, you idiot. You cant iron a birthday suit, as much as we'd probably all like to!"

K looked bemused, "you mean we are not wearing our swimsuits for this?". I leaned over and whispered " it is the worlds first mixed nude synchronised swimming event, that's the whole point of it". " Oh my god" said K, " you never told me that, when you roped me in". P** said, " come on, it will be over in seconds and it might do you good".

Outside, everyone else was starting to undress, the artist now wearing her towel was ordering everyone about. I saw "my" three ladies being lined up as they wriggled out of the lightweight clothes they had been wearing. Despite it being quite dark, it was obvious that K had a swimsuit on. The artist whispered in her ear and reluctantly I saw in outline, she peeled it down and kicked it behind her.

Six silhouette figures stood opposite...the artist, J****e, P*m, J*, I*****e and directly opposite me K***n. On my side, just me and my ex roommate, now probably the furthest he'd been from J in 48 hours!

The audience trooped out, with staff, guests and a out a dozen from the local village I'd not seen before, there was almost as many people as the concert last night.

Music, started (we had not had music before) and I watched for the artist to raise her arm, the signal for us all to drop into the water. I waited...and then it happened. With a crescendo of the music, the whole pool area was bathed in coloured light, bright coloured light at that! The audience gasped as our naked bodies were revealed, in full view. Opposite I almost missed the signal to enter the water as I was staring too at the ladies and in particular at the sight of K, trying without drawing any more attention to herself she was trying to cover her self. It was futile and I was loving both her reaction and her body. She was gorgeous! Without her big glasses and with an almost boyish figure for a lady in her forties, very trim and athletic with...a totally shaved and rather prominently displayed vagina! As her hand covered it from view, the others dropped into the water. Damn, I'd missed the signal, bad start!

To say the performance got better would be wrong, it ended up with not a lot more than an elaborate pool party. When the music stopped, we hugged, the audience clapped and then a out 20 of them stripped off and jumped in! In the melee, I passed J* and she turned to me and smiled. Then coming up close, she wrapped her arms around my kneck, pulled me closer, so I could feel her small hard nipples against my chest and whispered in my ear " thank you for helping me with my quest, it could so easily have been with you and I'm so happy that you and J****e are now together". She kissed me softly on the cheek and pulled back, just in time for the ex roommate to appear at her side. Offering his hand he said " thanks for understanding he said " hope having a room to yourself is being helpful too". Goodness I thought J*****e is going to with me all night tonight, I can't quite believe it.

More soon...and a small cropped photo of K to add to her embarrassment! Notice the tanlines!

With about 30 naked bodies splashing about, it took a while to find J****e, but she seemed still happy to see me. "Fancy going somewhere a little more quiet?" she asked. "I know somewhere close by, but I'm not sure it will be that quiet until this lot go home!" I replied.

" we can ignore them, let's go now, I'm feeling so turned on, being lit up naked in front of all those people has really going"..." you looked gorgeous, you all looked gorgeous". I assured her.

I carefully closed and quietly locked the door behind us. J went over to the bed and turned on the bed side lamp. " do you mind keeping this on?" she asked. "No, I'm just happy to have you to myself, after the day we've had". She laid back on the bed and slipped off both shorts and panties, " good to get those off, I'm wet through" she said, then chuckling said " inside and out, it seems".

As I pull off my own damp clothing, she pulls off her shirt. I slowly approach the bed, aware of my now very erect penis going before me. " oh, your circumcised" she says. " yes, but haven't you noticed, it's been on display all week!". " no, I wasn't really looking before" she said. Displaying just how different men and women are when approaching sexual intercourse.

Her legs opened as I leant forward to kiss her little breasts with their upturned nipples. My tongue licked her chest, went down towards her abdomen and my chin stared to feel the edge of her pubic hair.

"No! Not that please, that's something very special from my ex and I'm not ready for that. Kiss me anywhere else you like" I was being a 'gentleman' and not just charging on in" I joked. "If you don't charge on in now, I'll go pop" she whispered. With 'permission granted', I kissed her hard and brought myself in a position to enter her. She reached down and gently guided my cock inside her, it felt like I had hoped she would have felt, warm, slippery as anything and her hip movements made everything even better. After about 30 seconds she came, her whole being shuddering with a force I almost thought she was having a fit of some kind. This happened twice more before I ran out of steam myself. "You OK" she whispered " yes, fine we can go again soon". "Wow, not sure if I can" was her reply.

More to follow...

We made love three times that night, but for some reason, I could not climax with her. Had I wanked off to much that week, I wondered. "Would you like me to do anything to help you? , I feel guilty that I've been orgasmic for hours and you've not come once".

"No, I think it's just nerves and excitement, this is all so different for me" I said. "And for me too, why didn't I let you do this the first time you hinted you were interested, I've never had so many orgasms in one night, I'm exhausted".

We wrapped ourselves together and fell into a deep sleep. The alarm was set for 5.30 am on my watch, J's suitcase was by the door, something she had organised before the show. At first light I was awoken by something. J slept on as I checked my watch...it was just after 5. I thought I'd pop outside and make us a coffee from the poolside kitchen. Pulling my long shirt on, I slipped outside and filled a kettle.

Sorry for the gaps, real life getting in the way.


I put instant coffee in two mugs. As I stooped down to see if there was any milk in the fridge, I was shocked to hear a voice say "hello, fancy seeing you at this early hour". I spun around to see I****e, wearing a thin dressing gown and smiling widely. "I am so going to miss this when I get home (nodding towards the pool), I thought I'd creep down for one last swim before I leave for the airport".

I stand up, trying to hide the two mugs. "I don't quite now how to phrase this, but I don't suppose you would like to join me this morning...um, in person this time" as she shrugged off the gown from her shoulders. I have to admit I found her cuddly Rubenesque body very attractive and at about three feet away it was even more so. Small freckles covered her large breasts and shoulders, her tummy swelling roundly and a perfect trimmed pussy below.

"Ah..um" I stammered and was saved by a sneeze from the open bedroom door. I****e moved away a foot and said " oh goodness I'm sorry" as she also then saw the mugs. "Looks like I'm by myself again, never mind. If I were you I'd go back inside and make good use of that!" she nodded towards my waist, I looked down to see sticking out proudly from below the bottom of my unbuttoned shirt was my fully erect member!

I hurried inside, forgot the coffee and slid in beside J who was sitting up in bed. "Who were you talking to?" "Oh only I*****e, who was having a last swim. "Hope she didn't see that" she said, pointing at my erection "that's mine! ". "Dont think so" I said, "come here gorgeous". I came explosively in about 30 seconds flat!:D

Thanks
 

As this story seems to be coming to an end, I'd like to say 'Thank you, Pedro', for a very interesting and entertaining story. You rarely delve into the story (fiction or otherwise) sections, but I think you've missed your calling up to now! I appreciate all your contributions to all the other OCC sections, but please don't be a stranger to the non-fiction section either! Good job!

Me too, have been looking forward to your "chapters" and have been disappointed when you haven't posted lol. Thanks so far, been the best thread on here for me, bet it's raised awareness of HAI course to quite a few people too

Cheers :D

This is the beginning of this thread, just to tell what led me to HAI! Plenty more and more sexy stuff to come still.:eek:

Well then
 

Awesome! :D

Looking forward to it!

The alarm sounded as we lay together in a close embrace, “ oh no, vacation over" said J, “just when I was really starting to enjoy myself" her face breaking into a grin “ seems like you've started to, too, if the mess on the sheets is anything to go by, I'd hate to be a chamber maid here!”. “ well in two rooms anyway, don't think there is much happening in most of these rooms!” I laughed.

J****e, slipped out of my arms “can I use the shower?” she said. “of course, but with one condition...I'd like to help you. I'm not going to get another chance to touch you again and I'd love to feel you, all covered in lather". “that would be nice, you really must do a HAI course, if you like doing this sort of thing, that'll really blow your mind!”.
The shower lasted about 15 minutes, I loved the feel of my hands slipping and sliding over her skinny body, her buttocks got a really special soaping, my hand sliding in between her cheeks, from time to time".

When we were done, I dried her off with a large bath towel. I'd like to do the same to you, but I've only a few minutes before the taxi arrives for the airport. She slipped a dress on and went to retrieve the half made coffee from the terrace. I considered a quick wank in the shower, but despite the temptation, I thought better of it.

J came in with the coffee as I dried myself. “ if you give me your email address, I'll forward the HAI courses to you, when I get back" she said. “ thought we'd agreed ‘no phone numbers' to keep this ‘in the moment, with no complications’ not that I mind at all' I said grinning. I tore a sheet from my diary and scribbled my email in pencil. “Fate will decide if you can read that when you unpack" I said, as I slipped the small piece of paper in her large rucksack that she used for luggage.

After grabbing her a roll from the breakfast bar, we stood with the two other girls she was sharing a taxi with. We kept the conversation to what we had learned from our course. ‘J' had decided to seek out what she called ‘the one’, a guy prepared to share her life without compromise and also who looked and felt right. She was going online again, several years since her last attempt at internet dating. “ you've made me realise that nice guys still exist, just got to find one closer to home now". I told her that perhaps my time in Spain was coming to an end, as I really enjoyed meeting these lovely English ladies the shared our week. “not sure I'll find anyone here, my one or two dates with Spanish ladies didn't go well".

The taxi arrived and we embraced for the last time, “thank you for making this week very special” I said through the taxi window. “you're very special too" she replied. “onwards and upwards, for both of us now".

With the taxi disappearing from view, I saw J* and her new boyfriend wheel out there cases, to await their transport. “ been a great week, hasn't it" I called out. “ a week like I’ve never known" replied my ex roommate. “ I take it you'll keep In touch with each other when you get home?” I asked. J* smiled, “ you could say that, we’re moving in together at his place". “wow, I replied, that's amazing!”. “isn't it!” grinned my ex roommate, pulling his new girlfriend (30 years his junior) under his arm.

I returned to my house in a small village and spent the next few days in reflection of the past week, contemplating my future. About a week later, I got an email....

Thanks Pedro. The best xmas story I have heard in ages! :)

...with some excitement, I opened the email that clearly came from J***e. Funnily, the content was pretty much what she said she would send, information on the UK HAI courses for beginners. It was now the end of August and the autumn course was full. I could put myself down as a reserve (all courses are gender balanced 50% Male and 50% female) should a Male drop out. I decided that as I had to book flights to the UK, I'd wait and reserve a place for May the next year.

Very little was mentioned about our ‘fling' so I presumed that was just what it was. I replied, thanking her not just for these details, but for company and hoped our interlude had set on her course to find her ‘Mr Right', or as she would say ‘the one’ in her life.

The next day, I received a reply from HAI office in the UK confirming my place in the Spring Level 1 course to take place at Buckland Hall (in Wales) next year....subject to gender balance! I pondered telling J by email but thought I'd better leave it.

A week later, J***e emailed me again and what I read made my jaw drop...she wrote “ Dear (pedro...not my real name!), I've been back home for two weeks and try as I might, I can't get you out of my head! I know that I stated the last thing I wanted was a long range relationship and maybe I'm not sure if I'm doing the right thing writing this...but I need to see you again, I have a nagging feeling you might be ‘the one’ and I think if we spent more time together, it might prove my hunch is right. If you have any thoughts that you might just feel the same about me, I've got five weeks before I go back to studying and I am free to come out and see you in Spain...if you want me, that is.

My head spun, she wants to see me again and will fly out if I agree. I reply at once, yes please!

A week later, I picked her up from Malaga Airport and whisked her straight to a friend's villa that I look after, when they are not in Spain. They had given their blessing we could base ourselves there for her stay as my own house was still shared with my ex. As she got out of the car (we'd kept our conversation very controlled in the car) she came over and we instantly locked ourselves in a very deep and sexual kiss. Hardly had the door closed before we pulled at each other's clothing, soon both naked I lead her by the hand towards the bedroom. “I hope you don't mind, but I've tidied up a little ‘down below' as I was aware I was a little overgrown when I was here last time. I didn't expect I'd be naked at all as I'd intended to just sunbathe topless at CR". I peered downwards “looks lovely" I said, “not gone as far as J* did, have you”. “ I was tempted to, but it’s just a thin out" she replied. “I'll have a close look in a minute” I joked. “let's take things one step at a time” she said while slowly grasping my erect penis and pulling me towards the giant bed in the centre of the room.

We spent the next two hours, exploring each others likes and dislikes. She still drew a line on me exploring her sex with my tongue, but was very happy to perform oral sex on me. I will add that we had had a very Frank conversation about our sexual history before our one night stand. I'd been in two long term relationships over 30 years and before the first one had a test for STIs. J****e could no longer have any more children so (trusting me fully) took me at my word (true) about my sexual history and we'd had unprotected sex since the first time.

We spoke very openly about our needs and desires, " HAI has taught me to take control and only do what I want to do" she said. At HAI we say "at choice" and you'll learn more about on the level 1 course. "I've been trying to find out about HAI on line and it's very vague. Nobody seems to tell what goes on inside a HAI course". "That's what is meant to happen, each person must discover things for themselves" she replied.

I've found a video online that looks like HAI, but in the USA. I've seen some of it, but I thought we could watch it together later. "Okay, sounds like a plan" she said and rolled over on her back, gently stroking her own breasts.

The video we watched was 'The Workshop' and it was a documentary made by a Brit about an intimacy residential course in California. Several course members were Brits. "Ooh, that's Ryan" squealed J, "he is a HAI regular in London. Ryan was about 25, very fit with a 10 inch penis. "Hope he is not a typical HAI male" I grumbled " I can't match up to him in several departments!" " Ryan is a bit special and he bloody knows it" said J, "you'll be fine".
When the film ended (it included actual sex amongst the course members), I asked " is that like HAI?".

"A bit" she said, "but that was much more full on". She smiled " I'm not saying any more, you'll find out yourself and I don't want to spoil that by telling you what you'll find at HAI".

For the next few days, we visited my favourite nude beaches, J loved being naked on a public beach. She would ask if we could go exploring the areas around the beaches...both naked and with nothing to cover ourselves with, should we meet anyone. That would turn her on and she would be very horny for the rest of the time at the beach. More than once we had sex against a tree, about 200 feet above the beach, full of naked sun worshipping people. She encouraged me to take photos of her too, odd for me, as I normally had to do that in secret!

The photos I posted earlier were from this time, I'm thinking on posting a few more, but will have to crop her head out of the shots. Not something I'm happy to do, as I don't like cropping the 'person' and just leaving the sexy bits alone in shot. I'll have a think over what's best.

More later...

Here's a photo from one of our exploring walks!