Can you be more exposed at a nudist club?
 

Back in the 1980's, we went with a couple we knew to a nudist club a bit north of here. My wife was somewhat nervous, although we had been to some nude swimming events and even hosted a couple at our house. The idea of being around a lot of others was her concern, but I explained that except for the couple we were with, they would all be strangers. If we knew someone, they would be nude too, so who cared?

In a few minutes, she was very comfortable and enjoyed swimming, the hot tub, the tennis courts, and seeing so many nude folks. She loved seeing all the different shaped penis's just like I enjoyed the girls. For almost a decade, we visited clubs across the U.S. and with a couple of exceptions, always had a good time.

From a personal point of view, I was always looking forward to going. My wife normally dresses modestly but has a great figure and while you may not notice her in a grocery store, you will when she is strolling around without a stitch. I loved seeing other men look at her, and to my benefit, she always took care to drain me dry before we went so I would not have an obvious response to her or other attractive women.

So other than the obvious, looking and being looked at, what can you do at these clubs? Most are conservative, family-oriented and have children who visit and often live in the clubs with thier parents. A few situations come to mind:

-we liked to find the visitors who were always dressed like an electrician, UPS guy, plumber, etc. They obviously loved to look and would openly stare at ladies like my wife. One electrician stared at my wife so much that she found extra ways to reward his attention, like leaning back on the chaise lounge and slowly spreading her legs, even touching herself when others were not looking. The electrician got such an obvious erection in his workpants that he could hardly walk.This is done more than you would think at these places---the ladies know you are looking even when we all wear sunglasses.
Our favorite time was at a club that was putting in a new swimming pool. The club had put up a yellow tape marking off an area that the pool builders could not pass, so they could only see the nudists from a distance of about 150 feet. My wife and I were thinking about putting in a pool at our home, so we walked down to see how the pool was being constructed. There were six men, one older supervisor and five men who were in their late teens or twenties. They were down in the pool so they looked up at us---and directly between my wife's legs. At one point, she squatted down to look at the pool edge and, in doing so, spread herself open to their view. The older man asked me if it didn't bother me to have other men see my wife completely exposed, and I said no. I was proud of her. I could tell she was turned on big time, and was even breathing heavy. I asked her in a whisper if she had come with these men staring, and she said yes. Soon we strolled back up to our rented room at the club and we had a great time.
-this may not hold true for everyone, but to my white, conservative wife, being nude in front of a black man has an extra thrill. Four of the pool workers were African Americans, and they did not stop staring at her the entire time. At a west coast club. we met a 20 year old black man with a 7 inch soft penis. In this case, he noticed my wife staring and he returned the looks. We walked to a more private area, and he followed. As she reclined and touched herself, he grew erect to about 9 or 10 inches, pointing up. He said he could not go back to the pool like that, but she does not allow intercourse with anyone but me. At my suggestion, she laid back, spread herself obscenely open, and all three of us masterbated. I came first, but he shot a quart, some reaching her thigh. I wish I had photos of the moment. He said he was in movies, but I did not recognize him, and I don't think my wife looked at him above the waist.
-at another west coast club just north of LA, we went above the pool to a large hot tub in the ground, surrounded by trees. This club was famous for its "gang massages" and my wife had just had one, with about ten nudists surrounding her, rubbing her everywhere. Men and women were touching her and she was writhing with excitement covered in oil. Afterwards, she took a shower next to the pool and we walked to the hot tub. Only one couple was there, and they were in a passionate embrace. We stepped in and they explained they were honeymooners. I said they could continue and do whatever they wanted if they didn't mind if we did. They agreed and I had my wife sit on the edge of the hot tub and I spread her thighs and dove in. After a few minutes, I noticed they were watching us, so I pulled back and pulling her sex wide open, I asked if they thought she had a great looking vagina. They agreed as my wife squirmed, being so exposed. Soon they were beside us with her blowing him, and him reaching over to touch my wife as I continued my feast between her thighs. We had just finished when two other couples joined us, and they must have known from our expressions what was going on.

There are other stories about a club north of Phoenix, and a club just west of Fort Lauderdale, but since this is so long, I will tell it another time, if you want.

Great stuff. Please continue.

More nudist club adventures...
 

Thank you for the positive feedback.

-another time we were at a club just west of Ft. Lauderdale, and we were lounging beside the pool. I had to go to the head, so she slid into the pool while I was gone. It was somewhat crowded, but suddenly she found herself with her back to the side of the pool near a corner, with a handsome older man touching her under the water. She was in the deep end of the pool and she was using her legs to keep her up, and he slipped between her legs and was rubbing his hard member against her, with one hand on a breast. He said he thought she was lovely and had been hoping she would get in the pool. She was trying not to make a scene but when his cock slid in her, she decided this was too much and she pushed him away. She grabbed his hard cock to keep it from getting back in and his hands went to her pussy. His face was only inches from hers and he expertly fingered her, and she was jacking him off, hoping to get him to come without getting back into her. She looked around frantically, but no one seemed to pay them much attention, although she did see one man who was watching and obviously knew what was going on. She could not help herself, and began to come over and over, surprised that others did not see her obvious pleasure. She was clearly not the first to get his attention under the water. After ten minutes or so, I came back to the side of the pool and she looked over and spoke to me, and I saw a man who had been talking to her swim away. I could not see where his hands were under the water, of course. She climbed back up, and I noticed she was red faced. She seemed to spend a lot of time on all fours with her ass and pussy in the air so everyone in the pool could see, before lowering herself onto the chaise to get some more sun. Soon she was asleep. We left an hour or so later, and she told me what had happened. I was surprised because most of these places are so conservative, but she was ok so I was fine, too. When we mentioned this years later to our friends who first took us to a nudist club, they mentioned that they used to be members of that club, and both thought they knew who the guy was, because he was well known for initiating new guests. They also told us that it was one of the few clubs that had a separate fenced off area for adults only with its own hot tub. If you went in there, you were agreeing that anything goes. Evidently, if this guy gets a positive response, he invites the girl to go to the adults only section. If I had not returned, he may have tried to get my wife to go there.
-one of the accepted acts at all the clubs we visited was that everyone shared a shower area. At one of our favorite clubs up north, they have a rest room with separate mens and womens toilets, but a shared large shower area. After sunbathing, my wife went into the shower to get the oil off before getting into the pool. Two young men, around college age, were in the shower talking and laughing when she got in. As had happened often, one of them offered to wash her back, and she agreed. She stepped between the two friends. What hadn't happened before was that he once he finished her back, he squatted down and began to wash the backs of her legs and then her bottom, spreading her cheeks and rubbing her so she instinctively bent forward slightly and he began to feel her between her legs. The other guy, on the other side of her was staring at her, and was clearly aware of what was going on. She turned to face the first guy who had been washing her back, and he was grinning and had a long healthy sized erection. Meanwhile, the second guy began washing her back and bottom, but was soon rubbing his cock into her butt. Together they had her in a wet, soapy sandwich with both touching her everywhere and rubbing their organs against her. She asked what if someone comes in? It could be a kid who shouldn't see us. The first guy, said one would stand watch while she took care of the other. She had one in her hand and was jacking him off using soapy hot water, while he had several fingers in her. The other guy had fingers up her ass, rubbing in soap, and she knew what was coming next. She had already come multiple times and she broke away, explaining she was a married woman and could not fuck them. After a few minutes both agreed to be jacked off, while the other watched to be sure they were not caught. She got them both off, and they continued to feel and finger her at the same time. Not knowing a thing, I was only 20 feet away, sleeping on a towel. She told me about it later, and was always more careful about the offer to wash her back. I never even noticed the two guys she was showering with.

There are some more adventures, and a couple that were unpleasant, but if you want, I will tell them another time. In all our decade of going to these various clubs and a few nude beaches, we never saw any obvious sexual contact, and only a few erections, much to most outsider's surprise. All the action is more subtle, and not obvious, much like regular life---a lot of flirting but you rarely actually see any sex act. And like regular life, you learn that there are few perfect bodies. Most look better dressed, to be honest.

One other factor. In both of these events, I did not know about them until she told me. A lot more could have happened, but I don't think it did. She is fairly open discussing these things, and the one time she actually had sex with a guy, she told me.

please post more and also the unpleasent parts.

Some more from the nudist front....
 

I mentioned a couple of the unpleasant experiences so here are the ones that come readily to mind.

At a club in eastern Tennessee, we arrived in mid-afternoon on a weekday and didn't see anyone there. My wife and I parked and walked in the office and found a mid-thirties, unshaven man in a t-shirt and cutoff jeans. We knew that while the members were nude, sometimes the hired help----the people who fix the food if it has a restaurant or snack bar, the maintenence staff, etc. ---are not necessarily nudists, so we assumed this guy was hired help. We rented a mobile home, which is all they had to stay in, and walked to it. We were disturbed because it was not clean and the beds were not made. We undressed and planned to go exploring to see the facilities, but my wife went back to the office to see if they would fix up our place or give us anther one. When she caught up to me, I could tell she was irritated, but she explained it was just because the place was so dirty and unkept. It is one thing to be rustic; it is another to be poorly maintained and filthy. We walked down a path to a lake where there were about a half dozen folks, mostly older, then we went on a path around the lake. To our surprise, the path lead to where you could look out over a highway--and the folks on the highway could see you. We did not stay there but a moment. Later in the day, three couples showed up in Corvettes, on their way to a car meet. They were great folks and fun to be around. The mobile home got sheets and vacuumed, but we were not going to stay another night. When we left the next day, my wife explained that when she went back to the office, the guy who had been in the cutoff jeans was nude, and having seen her coming towards the office, he had gotten erect, and he tried to get her to have sex with him, openly masterbating in front of her. She was grossed out, and of course, we never returned.

At a very nice, well equipped, well known club north of Phoenix, we spent several nights. It was a very family oriented club and there were lots of families living on the grounds. In these types of clubs, it was not at all unusual to see kids running around but they were there with their parents. We went to a spa pool that was under a roof because the sun was so bright, and were enjoying ourselves along with a dozen or so others adults. We were surprised when a young man came in with a friend who was wearing a swimsuit. Just sitting in the pool, he explained that he was visiting his friend whose family lived at the club, but that he was not a nudist. That made my wife very uncomfortable, because she wondered if this young man's family knew where his friend lived? After a few minutes, she got out of the tub, wrapped herself quickly in a towel, and we left. Like we did often at these places, we went walking and found they had a trail that walked through the desert around the club. The club property out here was surrounded by a barbed wire fence (the main part of the club had a high wood fence or a very dense tall hedge around it for privacy like most clubs) but while you could see for miles from the top of a knoll, there were not any homes or roads that were close. We had put on sunscreen for obvious reasons, and I was carrying our only towel. On top of the knoll, we stopped and sat on a wooden bench to enjoy the view and rest before returning back down the trail. From a distance, we could see three people on horses, riding along also enjoying the day. I didn't think anything about them until they turned and came our way. My wife, jumped up and crouched behind some low brush covering her nakedness with her hands as the three got closer. The only other place to hide was a couple of relatively tall cactus, but they were too narrow to stand behind. As they got closer, I saw it was three men wearing cowboy hats and were all adults. I stayed on the bench with the towel over my lap. They rode up to the fence which was about 25 feet away and said hello. They seemed friendly enough, and soon asked if there really was a nudist camp here. I said yes, and showed them the path back to the main part of the club, maybe 150 yards away. They could see my wife's head and shoulders, and said they were sorry to embarass her. I turned to her and said these guys are adults, so you can come out. She stood, still using her hands to cover herself, and slowly walked forward, back to the bench. She was red-faced, staring at the men who, of course, were staring at her. I suggested she drop her hands, because they obviously were seeing almost everything anyway, so she slowly removed her hands and stood beside the bench with her lovely private parts fully exposed. She kept her hands just beside her hairy triangle, like she could cover it again quickly if she needed to, and after we talked for about 10 minutes, she sat down beside me and modestly crossed her legs. I knew she had come, and it was also clear because her nipples were rock hard and standing out. She said after a few minutes that we had better get back because we were not used to the sun, and that our sweat had probably washed off the sunscreen. It was a shame she could not lay down on the towel and give these guys more to see, but the ground was very rocky around the bench so that would not have made sense. When we stood, I was embarassed because I was erect, but I don't think the guys were looking at me. We strolled back down the path, and they three men stayed at the fence for a while. Back in our room, we had a great time. We have not been back, not so much because of the pool situation, but because our travels have not taken us that way.

It is no longer there, but just north of the beltway around Miami, just a short ways from where the new pro football stadium is, was a small nudist camp, exactly one city block in size. The man who owned it, had put up tall fences around the entire block and lots of foliage just inside the fence. There was only one entrance, and the guy charged very little to go there, and he would let single men and women in anytime. It was somewhat basic with only a few buildings, and a small pool, but it was convenient. We went there twice. The first time men outnumbered women by about 20 to 4, which did not bother my wife as long as the guys kept their distance. She also got a great(and thorough massage) by the old man who owned the place. We went back several years later---again this was the late 1970's or 1980's----and the women looked like hookers and kept disappearing with the guys into the few rooms that were available. Men kept arriving all day long, and the women stayed. There were no families at all. Then someone said "Let's take some photos!" so we left and never returned.

There are lots more stories, but I will finish with one of the two reasons we stopped going. We went to one of the most famous nude beaches on the southern west coast, and it was very crowded at certain parts of the beach. There was minimal privacy, but we did enjoy the day. My wife found this one guy building a very elaborate sand sculpture and helped him for a while. About a year later, one of my best friends gave me a men's magazine and said I needed to look at it. In it was a photo of my wife---full frontal---standing beside the guy who was sitting in the sand building his sculpture. She went ballistic. No one had asked permission, nor had we seen anyone with a camera.
She told me then that was our last time going to these places---and a few years later she gave me another reason that I will tell another time.

Photographs???
 

I have been asked if I have photos, and yes I have some but I would be uncomfortable letting them get on the net. In addition to the unauthorized photo that I mentioned, there have been two others published. The first was taken at a beauty contest at one of the nudist clubs. The photo appeared in the AANR's (the old ASA)'s monthly newspaper, THE BULLETIN. The AANR is the American Association of Nude Recreation, and it was known as the American Sunbathing Association. My wife was on the second row, only slightly exposed standing behind the front row of ladies who were completely nude. The photo was published in black and white.

Secondly, in the early 1980's, the National Lampoon magazine had a contest asking people to send in photos of their wives or girlfriends nude with a bucket on their head. We sent two in and one was published. Of course, you cannot see her face, but everything else is on view. Good luck finding either of these!

The other reason....
 

I will try to complete this saga with why we stopped going. Actually she stopped. I did not want to go without her and most nudist places discourage men who are alone for obvious reasons.

We had gone to our favorite nudist club a couple of states away with the same friends that took us to the first place we went. We were all stretched out beside the pool---a lovely new pool in a cloverleaf shape. We had been there three days, staying upstairs in this old home on the premises that had a few vending machines and a sitting room downstairs and two bedrooms and a shared bath upstairs. This was the same place that we visited when they were building the pool.

My wife began swimming, and noticed a slightly older man, in his 50's, watching her. She spoke to him, and sat beside him briefly before walking back over to my side of the pool and laying down. I did not notice, but she said he continued to stare at her, and she let him see everything, even spreading her legs a bit.

Again, I was either talking to our friends or asleep, but she told me later that she saw him get an erection. She got up to go back to our room to get a radio or a book or something, and near the house, she looked back and he was following her with his very obvious erection swinging side to side, something you don't see often at these places. It was not crowded that weekday, so it probably went unnoticed.

She had gotten into the sitting room downstairs, and was about at the stairs going to our bedroom, when he came in and asked to speak to her. She stopped, and he came up to her and apologized for his staring at her, saying she looked very much like his late wife. He had come to the club, as he had done many times with his wife, and was shocked to see my wife. He moved toward her and stroked her breast, then he pushed against her and she felt his penis touch her. She got nervous, as she told me later, but he seemed so sincere, and so needy that she let him continue, and he began to finger her pussy. She explained that she was not on the pill, and would not consider intercourse, but he was now pushing his organ against her hairy triangle, and as her legs got slightly spread, he slid it in, but she moved to one side and threatened to leave him or yell. He began to cry, and just said he was so needy, and he and his wife had had such great times in that same house. He put his hands on her shoulders,and quickly she was on her knees sucking him. As she told me later, she just wanted to get him off quickly and get away.

He was groaning as she worked her magic (she is fantastic by the way), licking his balls and nibbling him just below the head of his organ, then as she started to take his organ back in her mouth, she heard someone come into the room. She stood suddenly, and grabbed the man and said they needed to go upstairs. He followed her, feeling her ass all the way up, and they went into our bedroom. He sat on the side of the bed and layed back, spreading his legs, and she got back on her knees and resumed sucking. He pulled his legs up to his chest, and she dropped back to his balls, licking them thoroughly, and then briefly tonguing his rectum. She does this so very well, and she said she just wanted to get him to come. She realized that she was fingering herself and was obviously turned on, so she stopped, walked around the bed and strattled his face, lowering her pussy to his lips. He dove in, using his hands to spread her as wide open as she could remember. Even before she felt his tongue, just being so openly exposed to a stranger was making her come.

She grabbed his wet cock, which she described as more thick than long, and again took him in, until her nose was poking his balls. On the upstroke, she looked toward the door and there stood our friend who had come with us. He had seen the man follow my wife and had decided to come be sure she was alright. He was jacking his now hard cock, watching as she took the man's organ deep down her throat. She began to come all over the man's face, and saw our friend shoot his come onto the floor, just as jets of come went down her throat, faster than she could swallow. It was all over in a moment, and my wife rolled off the stranger who thanked her for a wonderful memory, and then walked downstairs.

Our friend came in the bedroom, and asked if she was ok. She told him what the stranger had told her about his late wife, and they agreed to keep quiet about it, although he did hint that he would love a blowjob sometime. They grabbed books and went back downstairs. As they left the house to go towards the pool, they saw the stranger as he approached the tennis court. A blonde lady in her early 40's came over and asked him "where the hell have you been? We have been looking for you." Just then two teenage children came over, one calling him "Dad" and they walked away toward the snack bar. My wife told our friend that she felt like a fool, and was really angry at herself for being so gullible.

She told me about this about 3 years later, after making excuse after excuse why she would not go back to another nudist club. I was not upset for some reason. I was just glad that he had not forced her to have intercourse. Now you know the rest of the story.

She remembers...
 

Over the weekend, we were remembering some fun times, and I asked her if she had any particular memories from the 1980's going to nudist parks. She mentioned several that I have already discussed here plus a couple more:

In a camp in Florida where we stayed for several days with friends, she remembered two things specifically. One was an attractive blonde guy from Sweden that had a long thick penis surrounded by blonde curly hair. She says that he caught her staring at it in the shower and asked if she liked it. She was embarassed but said yes, and he asked if she would like to see it have fun. He had her touch it, and begin to jack it, and it rose suddenly to about ten inches and stood straight up and hit his belly. She had never seen one do that, and certainly not that quickly. I don't remember any of this so she thinks she was with two of her girlfriends who were with us. They all began to stare and without anyone touching him further, he shot a massive load of cum in a matter of moments. I remember seeing this guy--how could you not see him?---but I never saw him erect only swinging around while he played tennis. She said it was a shame that he could not control himself for very long.

Another event that she reminded me of, and I should have remembered it, was sitting in the grass around the pool, talking to three other couples.For some reason, we were not on towels like we usually would have been. One of the girls looked at my wife, and said " there is a spider near your crotch". Hating spiders, my wife looked toward her pussy, and just then one of the guys reached over and touched her, but he did not catch it. She was sitting with her legs crossed in front of her, Indian style, and she immediately fell back and asked that we look for the spider. I spread her open and could not see anything, and one of the girls told me to feel inside in case the spider had crept inside her. I did that, but suggested one of the others do it too. Another guy put two fingers in my wife, and swept his fingers around. She is lying on her back with her knees pulled up, using her hands to spread herself wide open for him. Her face was bright red, and she was clearly coming from the expression on her face. By now, others had gathered around,maybe 20 in total, and some were concerned it could be a brown recluse or a black widow, both of which are poisonous, so yet another person, a lady nurse, began by looking inside, then probing with her fingers and I thought for a minute her entire small hand was going in but it didn't. One more young man began probing before someone suggested we get a douche kit and wash her out internally. My wife got to her feet, and walked on wobbly legs, having just been gang-fingered and spread wide open like she was having a baby. One of her girlfriends walked with us towards our cars and our clothes, and once we were away from the crowd she asked "Did you enjoy that?". My wife was shocked, and so was I. This friend went on to explain that this had happened to her once, and she thought it was the type of attention my wife would like, so she and her husband acted like they saw a spider but there wasn't one. We were relieved, and she relaxed. The next day, several people approached and asked if she was ok. She says she saw a couple of guys get erections watching her get fingered.

She also reminded me that at our favorite west coast club, in the Topanga Mountains just north of Malibu, we made a major mistake on our first trip there. We used the ASA guidebook for a map after calling ahead to make sure that we could visit without being club members, and when we found the dirt road in (most nudist clubs are fairly remote for clear reasons) we drove up a steep driveway. It split and, since we did not see any markings, we went to the right. It was a parking area with about 25 cars and was lined with trees and thick brush. We saw a path going up into some trees, so we thought we were at the right spot. Since we were not spending the night, we got out of the rental car, stripped nude, and locked our clothes in the car, putting the car key and some money to pay the ground fees in my shoe. We had started walking away from the car, and we heard something like a truck heading our way. A quick glance showed a big yellow school bus just emerging around the corner. We ran behind a car and cowered, scared to death without a single stitch of clothing on either of us. We were about 8 or 9 cars away from ours, and on the other side of the parking lot. The bus stopped not far away and about 4 or 5 children got out and walked up the path we were about to go on. If they had arrived 5 minutes later, we would have met. The bus took its time turning around, while we squatted behind a VW golf, and then left down the same road it had come on.

Looking around, I crept behind cars near bushes, and heard people talking nearly. Telling her to stay put, I dashed to the car, opened it and got in. I quickly put on some shorts, and looked up to see my wife running towards me. I picked up my Poloroid and took a photo, but between my hands shaking and her running, it was mostly a blur. She got to the car and we got dressed and drove back to where the split in the road was. I turned and immediately saw the entrance sign for the club. We pulled in their parking lot, which was just above the lot we had just been in, but separated by thick shrubs. To this day, I have no idea where the path went that the kids walked to. It might have been into the nudist club.

Years later, after we had been to this club maybe four or five times, and really enjoyed it, we were walking nude back to our car in this upper parking area. We heard voices, and looked around but there was no one to be seen, except for one lone man cooking on a small grill behing a camper on the back of a pickup truck at the other end of the lot. My wife was curious and as she walked toward the lower parking lot and between two cars, the voices got quiet, but she saw some eyes in the bushes. She walked closer and it was about a half dozen young men, peeking out. She spoke to them, but made no effort to cover her nudity. She was where she was supposed to be but they were not. They saw me too, but they were clearly more interested in her. She spoke to them and had a conversation for about ten minutes while they stared. She told them that they should not peek, and that someone else might get upset and call the police on them. We later joked about how we should have called the police just to see how they react in a nudist club.

She also reminded me of the time one of our nudist friends invited us to an "adults only" nudist function in a major city, but I will tell that another time.

Surprised at her approval...
 

I asked my wife if I could put a couple of photos of her with this write up of our experiences at nudist clubs and she said no, but later agreed it would be ok if there was no way she could be recognized.

Given that, I looked through our old photos and found two that she approved.

The first is from our adventure at the nudist resort at Topanga Canyon, near Malibu. It is blurry because we were nearly caught in the wrong parking lot, as I mentioned in the story. She was running back to our car and her clothes, and I was shaking because a school bus was nearby---and coming our way. This was on one of our last trips to the nudist camps.

The second is from one of earlier visits to nudist facilities. We had enjoyed several visits to one just north of our home, and another in Florida. We were on a trip to Nashville, and on our return, we visited a rustic nudist camp in eastern Tennessee that resulted in one of her least favorite experiences, as you can read in the full story.

One last one from Arizona..
 

We found one more, and this is from the nudist resort north of Phoenix in a desert. As you can see from the story, we had gone for a walk on the grounds around the camp, when three men came riding up on horses.

OOPS
 

The photo did not copy, so here it is.

A follow up on these three photos
 

On many of our travels, we take photos after the event to keep as momentos, but these three did not happen that way. The first of her running was really of her running back to our rental car, thinking we had parked in the wrong parking lot, not the nudist parking lot. Not only was she running, I was shaking from thinking we might be in trouble.

The second was taken from inside the mobile home with her walking back from the nudist club office in the background. I was still unpacking the car as you can see--it has its trunk open. At the time, I was just taking a quick photo, I did not know she had been perved on at the club office.

The third of her in the desert north of Phoenix, was taken before the three men on horses drove up. I had taken about 5 photos of her with the hills and desert in the background before we saw the men riding up. She then ducked behind a nearby bush so they would not see her nakedness, but, of course, they did.

As you might imagine, if you start taking photos at a nudist club, people get upset, take the camera, and throw you out, unless they are warned ahead of time and photos are approved, like at Nude-A-Poppin in Indiana. If you go to Nudes-A-Poppin in Roselawn, you are told when you pay your entrance fee that photos and videos are being taken, and you have to sign a release because those pictures may show up anywhere. When we get away from the crowd, I often take photos, and have been since we were both teenagers, but since this thread focused on nudist adventures, my photo assortment is minimal. When we went to Rose Lawn many years ago, neither of us undressed and we tried our best to stay out of the photographs being taken.

Let me give you an example of a staged photo, as we do it, using an accidental exposure as an example. When we were dating and were apart for several weeks(and horny), the night we got together we went to a drive-in movie--remember them? We had been making out, and I excused myself to walk to the concession stand to take a leak and get drinks and popcorn. On my way back to the car, I ran into friends from another school, and these two guys walked with me to my car, on the way back to their dates in their car. When I got to my car, I opened the drivers door and there was my steady girlfriend, now my wife, completely nude on her back on the front car seat with one foot on the steering wheel and the other on the back of the seat. She wanted to surprise me, and she did, but she had forgotten that when the door opens, the dome light comes on and she was completely exposed in a bright light. The guys had to see her, but I closed the door quickly, and told the guys good-bye as they walked away grinning.

On the way home, we stopped at a secluded spot and she stripped, assumed the same pose, and I took a Poloroid shot that is still one of my favorites. Yes, it is staged, but the event it replicates actually happened, if that makes sense.

Yes, I know I talk too much.

Thanks for the stories, I had no idea some of that stuff happened so freely at nudists clubs.

Visit from another couple..
 

A couple that were neighbors some years ago are visiting after moving out of state two years ago and they came by for a visit yesterday. I have written about them as a couple in another thread. They brought up that they learned that we were nudists years ago as we were talking about the good old days.

I asked how they knew, and he said that he found out from my wife when she showed up at his house completely naked. I remembered when he said that. At our old house, we had a nice cement pool in our yard surrounded by a 6 foot fence so we never wore swimsuits. Our then 3 year old liked to ride her tricycle around the pool while her mother swam or layed in the sun. One afternoon, my wife went out the fence to the back yard to get a towel off of the clothes line, and the door closed behind her. As luck would have it, I had taken the towels in that morning. She was nude in the yard---not a big deal because no one lived directly behind us, but how could she get back in---and our daughter was alone at the pool.

She knew the neighbors on both sides were at work, and one had a teenage son who might be home but she certainly did not want to ask him, so she walked through two back yards then across the street, down an alley past two homes to our friends who were with us visiting yesterday. She knew their kids would be in school, and hopefully the wife, Debby, would be home. Debby did not answer the doorbell--her husband did. He was home sick from work, so my wife just walked in to their home. According to him, she didn't make any effort to cover up, just said she had to get home in a hurry. He got his car keys and their extra key to our house and asked if she wanted a towel or robe or anything, and she said no---he had already seen everything, and besides she was a nudist and hundreds of men had seen her fully exposed. He drove her home, and opened the door. Our daughter was fine. She gave him a hug, and he left after taking one more long look at "my playground" as she calls it.

Debby then asked if being a nudist had made her less modest around others, and she said to a degree, yes, but she thought she knew when it was ok, and when it wasn't. The only time she regreted it, she said, was when she was getting ready to go out and the phone rang one afternoon. The portable phone was not on its charger in the bedroom, so she walked into the kitchen. As she was speaking, one of the local boys came up to the back door(sliding glass doors) and asked if he and some of his friends could swim in our pool. She says she was shocked at first, but just let him look while she finished the call, and then told him they could swim for a half hour until she left. He agreed not to tell his friends what he saw, but she said he was blushing more than she was.

I asked what she was wearing, and she thought she was wearing a bra but nothing else, or she may have been naked. For reasons I have never understood, she would rather you see her completely naked than partially dressed or in sexy lingerie. Years ago, for example, we skinny dipped for an entire afternoon at our pool with a very good male friend, but when he accidently walked in on her in a bra and stockings, she freaked out and covered up.

She thinks that most men respect a nude woman if they find her nude in distress, and do not try to take advantage of her obvious vulnerability. I kidded our visitors that since he had seen my wife nude, I should get to see his wife the same way. We all laughed, but truth was I had seen her undressed only a few days ago.

Nudist clubs locations
 

I have heard that some are curious about the locations of nudist clubs. The AANR (American Association of Nude Recreation) is located in Kissimmee, Florida, just south of Orlando and about 10 miles east of Disney World. Call them or go to thier website, and they sell a book for about $15 that shows all the U.S. clubs, and another book they have shows all the nude beaches and other clothing optional places. Go to aanr.com, or call 407-933-2064. Just south of Kissimmee, is Cypress Cove, one of the larger nudist clubs in the U.S.

Florida has more clubs than anywhere, I guess. Our favorite in south Florida is Seminole, north of Los Angeles is Elysium, in the Washington, DC area is Pine Tree, and in Arizona is Shangri-La. All have pools, rooms to rent, etc.

I won't mention the clubs where we had our bad experiences. One last thing, all of those mentioned are "landed clubs" that have a secluded place to go. There are many "traveling clubs" that rent places to go to enjoy nude recreation like a hotel or a pool, so there are options for everyone. And not all nudists are physically fit and pretty, in case you wondered.

AANR clubs are family clubs that will not allow open sexual contact, although it sometimes occurs out of view, as in some of our experiences. There are adults only clubs out there, and there are other nudist associations. In Roselawn, Indiana, for example, Naked City is not a AANR facility, but there is one nearby, but its name escapes me.

Setting up my absolute best adventure at a nudist club
 

This requires a bit of explanation. The friends who introduced us to nudism brought along another couple and the six of us went to several clubs around the country, although most were in Florida. We had told a couple of our friends, too, but they said they really did not believe us. After hearing that, we asked them to join us on a trip to a nearby club with our other friends, the two couples we traveled with often. They acted nervous, but said they would go, if for no other reason than to call our bluff.

I always looked forward to going because my wife would drain me dry before she would let me go out at the nudist club, to keep me from having any embarassing erections. Usually, we would do this at home before leaving.

We were excited about the trip, not just to see our old friends who we always enjoyed, but also because we were going with two other couples we really liked(and the wives were great looking and I had seen them topless but not nude). As luck would have it, I was traveling on the west coast the week before our big weekend trip, and my plane mid-day Friday was canceled. The only way to get back was on the red-eye which would get me back home about 7am Saturday. I did it, and then rushed home to pick up my wife and we rushed to meet the other couples at a state park about 10 miles from the nudist camp. There was no time for my wife to "prepare" me for the nudist camp.

As she always did, once we had a fast food breakfast, she climbed in the back of the van and stripped, getting ready for the nudist club. I did not stop her, although I remembered we were meeting our friends before going to the club. I loved her riding in the back naked, although the heavily tinted windows did not let outsiders see her. It also made her very horny, riding around like that.

We got to the state park a little late, and the other couples were parked in a small picnic area over to one side, away from the crowds. All eight had gotten to know each other by the time I got out and started to introduce them. The two new couples were clearly nervous--or at least the wives were---that they may actually be going to a nudist club. We talked for a few minutes and one of the ladies asked why my wife didn't get out of the van. To my surprise and delight, the sliding door to the van slid open and my wife stepped out and said that she really could not walk around naked here. The two new couples' eyes got wide, and the men were clearly enthused to see my naked wife. Their wives were beginning to realize that this was not a joke---we really were going to a nudist club and they would have to be nude.

We saw others coming our way, so my wife got back in the van, and we left for the club a few minutes later. Here is my wife stepping out of the van.

I will continue the story in a minute.

Setting up the club...
 

The club we visited was the very first one we went to five or six years earlier. We always got the two bedrooms upstairs in the small home on the premises that had a snack bar and sitting area downstairs. We usually took the room looking toward the pool, and our friends who first took us to a nudist club, took the opposite bedroom. I will call them Rob and Betty. We shared a bath upstairs.

We had rented three adjacent mobile homes for the other three couples, but they were in a different part of the club. We all checked in, and decided to go to our respective places to undress and meet near the tennis courts which were beside the pool. The newbies were clearly nervous, and they were shocked to see so many nudists, wandering everywhere. It was a beautiful weekend and the place was crowded. People of all ages, races and weights were there---all nude.

Since we were staying several nights and had planned to go into the nearby city a couple of nights for dinner, we had suitcases. Usually, we just carried a small tote bag. Once parked outside the building, my naked wife grabbed her bag and ran upstairs, and I followed. I entered the room and she was already on the bed, horny as she could be, asking me to undress and have sex. I closed the door and it was great, as always, but she was especially in the mood having stepped in front of everyone naked at the park.

I was exhausted--both from my long trip and the sex--and stayed on the bed, nearly asleep. She told me she wanted to go again because seeing our new friends would probably get me going again and she did not want me to get erect in front of them. I was on the bed with my eyes closed, and said I was too tired

I will stop here and show you some Poloroids I have taken at this nudist club. Photos are not allowed, as you might imagine, but I have taken some from our upstairs window, and of my wife when no one else was around. These will help you understand the place.

The first photo shows the cloverleaf shaped pool beyond the tennis courts. For what it is worth, Rob and Betty are sitting on the edge of the pool but you can hardly see them. The next ones show the tennis courts, then there is one of my wife walking off a court towards the house. Then there is one of her with the tennis courts behind her, and finally a photo of her with the clubhouse in the background. It has an indoor pool for use in the winter, and a dancing area, and lots of game tables and other stuff. This is a great nudist club.

Boy, did she wake me up!
 

As I mentioned, I was almost asleep when I heard the door open and it was Rob, who stood still staring over my shoulder at my wife. To get me going a second time, she had put on my favorite --a black garter belt, stockings, heels, and black bra. Caught like this, she covered up, holding the matching panties over her hairy triangle.

Remember, Rob had seen her nude many, many times and had certainly seen all there was too see, short of her spreading for him. Seeing her like this gave him (and me) an immediate erection. We all were still, and my wife was cowering and clearly embarassed. Rob was staring with his mouth open, and my wife had her eyes closed, hoping this would all go away.

After a moment, she dropped her hands and Rob apologized but he had heard us having sex while under our windows, waiting for everyone beside the tennis courts. When the noises stopped, he thought it was ok to come upstairs and visit with us. My wife had put on the sexy outfit to get me up for a second round, so we all just had a laugh.

Even so, my wife was facing two very obvious erections--that she had caused. We sat on the bed and talked, and I reminded her that her favorite fantasy was taking on two men at a time. Since she was not on the pill, I knew she would not allow intercourse, but maybe she would give him a bj or have anal sex with him while I was having sex with her. The thought got us both even more excited, if that was possible.

She was in deep thought, and very turned on. Her nipples were rock hard, and her crossed leg was pumping. I knew she wanted to do it. I was surprised when she turned to me and told me that she was missing having anal sex and getting a load of come down her throat, because we were trying to have another child and were only having intercourse. I got my hopes up that we were going to do her together. I even told her I had the KY Jelly and ribbed condoms in my suitcase for him to pound her bottom. She closed her eyes and was clearly imagining that, but then she said that she could not do that to Betty. Rob said immediately that Betty would not mind, but my wife was very firm---she would not have sex with her best friend's husband, no matter how tempting.

Rob quickly said "I cannot go downstairs with this!" grabbing his hard cock and waving it at her. My wife said that she was going to do the best she could. She had me lay down on the bed and pull my legs up to my chest, while she explained that she was going to give me a rim job and lick my balls to get me ready for sex, and while doing that, she would get on her knees and give Rob a target to shoot at. She put a condom on Rob, got on her knees facing me, dropping her face to my balls and rectum, and put her arms between her legs to spread her vagina wide open for Rob to see.

It was too good to be true---I was getting the ultimate oral, and did not look at Rob who was jacking furiously. It did not take long, and we heard him come into the condom. She rolled over, grabbed his cock, unrolled the rubber and drained it into her throat. Then she bent over and licked the last drop from his still inflamed cock head. Her next move was to drop on all fours and tell me to f__k her NOW! Rob watched as I pumped her full of my come for a second time. Then we both fell onto the bed and looked up at Rob, who was grinning.

Rob left to go back downstairs, and we followed about ten minutes later, after we had caught our breath. I had forgotten all about seeing the newbies naked, and I was truly drained dry. As we turned the corner, the assembled 8 friends broke into applause. They were all sitting around a table directly under our window, and had heard us. The two newbie guys both had erections (which I suggested they take upstairs with their wives), and their wives agreed. But first, one of the girls pointed at my wife's pussy and said "you are losing some!", and my come was slowly dripping out her still swollen pussy lips.

The two new couples went upstairs and they had sex on our bed at the same time---a first for them, too.

The photos shown here were taken later that day, because we wanted to remember the very exciting event. The photo of cum coming out is not her, but reminds me of her.

A National Lampoon follow-up...
 

Back in reply number 6 in this thread, I mentioned that my wife appeared in a National Lampoon magazine in the 1980's, that had a contest asking men to send in photos of their wives or girlfriends with buckets on their heads. I did and she can be found in the following. See if you can find her!

Is anyone listening out there?

Upper right corner?

Second row, second from the right?

Yep, I'm listening.

I sorta hit the jackpot this evening. Found this forum and then this thread. My wife and I are 50 & 50 and started going to nude resorts three or four years ago. She was quite hesitant the first time we arrived at one, saying in a quavery voice, "I dunno about this...." A couple of hours later she was running around completely naked and enjoying herself. It really did happen that fast.

We have only attended "adults only" resorts, which have been "lifestyle friendly" so fooling around is okay as long as it's not overt and bothering anyone. I'll post some more later after the house quiets down and everybody goes to bed.

As I was saying, we've only visited "adults only" campgrounds. Neither of us has any interest in being around naked families and kids, and particularly, vulnerable and shy pre-teen girls. Our attitude has always been to let kids have as normal a childhood as possible, especially in this day and age. We have met people during our outings who have visited a mix of family-friendly and adult places and they murmur, half under their breath, that family-friendly places can be pedophile magnets. Having visited nude places quite a few times now, and observed the dynamics at work, we understand how this could be true, and choose not to be a part of that scene. Our lifestyle friends also report that fooling around does occur at family-friendly places, just as "delt" has described, but it's usually pretty subdued and/or hidden, at least until dark.

Anyway, our experience has been at "adults only" places. We have visited two in particular-- Sun Aura in Roselawn, IN, and Live Oak Resort, near Washington TX. I believe there are a couple of other "adults only" places in Texas, but our leisure time is so occasional we haven't visited around that much.

Back at the start of the thread, reference was made to the "Nudes-a-poppin' " event in Roselawn. There are at least three nude camgrounds around Roselawn, and the Nudes-a-poppin' event is usually held at the Ponderosa Sun Club. Several years ago it was held at Sun Aura, and is the ONLY time photography was allowed. Picture taking is strictly forbidden at both places we've visited, an offense punished by confiscation of the camera and instant ejection if caught. Incidentally, Sun Aura and Ponderosa are about right across the road from each other just outside of Roselawn.

So the places we've been are "lifestyle friendly," meaning swingers are in attendance. Actually, there's a big poly-glot mix of swingers of all stripes, people who just like to watch, folks who are strictly nudists and do no playing around, and people who don't get naked at all but just enjoy the liberating, live-and-let live atmosphere. Another difference over strictly nude campgrounds-- lifestyle places don't require you to be nude, although it's highly encouraged. In actuality, most everybody IS nude, or in some state thereof. The guys might wear a Tee-shirt around, just to keep from getting sunburned, but almost always are bottomless. Lots of bare cocks out swinging around. And the girls will usually wear a sarong or swim-suit cover-up tied around their waists-- all of their tits are out and proud to be enjoyed looking at, and pussies are easily seen when they walk, bend over, etc. And a goodly number of women just go naked. It's all good.

As has been mentioned, the people you see at these places all have the usual lumps and bumps, surgery scars, and stretch marks that most of us have. Out of a hundred or so people who might be there on any given weekend, there's usually only one or two Barbies around-- the magazine quality bodies. Everybody else is middle-aged, give or take, and looks like all the regular folks you know.

And there is lifestyle play. It's not possible to have a hundred naked people camping around each other and not have some screwing going on, especially since some significant percentage of the folks play in the lifestyle, and play is, in fact, acceptable. As long as it's not in your face and obnoxious, nobody cares what you're doing, or who you're doing it with, so long as everybody is consenting. No always means no. No exceptions.

This does not mean that there's a constant, huge, sloppy orgy going on. Far from it. If people are playing, it'll be in a tent, or a cabin, or maybe after dark in the shower when nobody is particularly watching.

That's a brief run-down of our experience. So, in answer to the original question posed at the top of the thread: "Can you be more exposed at a nudist club?" .....absolutely, if you go to an "adults only" lifestyle place.

Only been to AANR resorts....
 

We have only been to resorts sanctioned by the American Association of Nude Recreation, and to a couple of nude beaches, never to a strictly adults-only campground. Since these are family parks, there have been kids of all ages there, but always with the parents close by so we have never seen anything even close to inappropriate involving a kid. Also, remember that 99% will not let in single males, so that eliminates a lot of the possible problem.

One park in Florida had the family part--the larger part of the camp----then it had a separate fenced in pool and hot tub that was clearly marked "adults only". Even that had a sign that warned to keep anyone under 18 out and a very stout gate that was kept locked from the inside, although I understand that members of the club had keys to the gate. It also had a small area where photography was allowed so you knew if you went there, you could appear in a photo. When we were there, no one was in that area so I took a few photos of my wife. That is the only nudist facility we ever visited that had anything "adults only" although one camp did have an "adults only" dance one night but we did not attend. Funny, at the time, I did not think of anything sexual, I just thought they did not want the youngsters in the way.

This is why I wrote about our (or more accurately, my wife's)adventures--because you see nothing obvious at all at these nudist clubs. Before I visited one, I thought they had to have some swinging or visible sex, but that is absolutely not true. And erections are very rare---partly because you become used to the nudity after a short while, partly because most of the folks are very average (and clearly not airbrushed like most magazines show), and finally because some of us have wives that are very careful to take care of their husbands before they go out. At one camp in Florida, we did have a young(19 or 20) man with an obvious erection come up to us one evening, and ask us if we had a condom---he was clearly in need, but that is one of the rare occasions.

You form friendships and relationships as you would anywhere else that may result in more, but that is not just because you are at a nudist facility.

Roselawn, Indiana
 

I have been to Roselawn, although it was in the late 1970's or very early 1980's, back when Dick Drost ran "Naked City" which got a fair amount of press in the adult magazines of the time like Cheri and others. It was mid-summer, and a couple of week's before the big open-to-the-public event that was Miss Nude USA or something like that.

My wife was with me, but she was one of the very few women there at the time, and most of the others looked very, very "hard"--like they were prostitutes. I remember it being more like a truck stop atmosphere with lots of guys flirting with a few girls. It had a diner, with horrible food and nude waitresses. The pool was filthy at the time, and the grounds largely unkept. My lovely wife got stared at a lot, and eventually put on some shorts, although she stayed topless. We never saw Dick Drost, who was in a wheelchair at the time, if I remember correctly.

She would not go on the much-publicized weekends, because she did not want to be photographed nude or dressed by others there, even in the background. Most of the girls in the contests were clearly strippers or exotic dancers who wanted to claim they were a Miss Nude World or whatever, or if they were photographed and appeared in the magazines, they could claim they had been in that mag.

We also went nearby to another nudist club that was much more typical of others we have visited with folks of all types, men and women in equal numbers. It was nothing special and we never returned to either.

Many nudist clubs have beauty contests, most with different age groups. My wife has participated in a few of those and won once, but it was not a big deal. The contestants were members of the club and no ringers were brought in from outside to spice things up.

To answer the "Bucket" question...
 

Flashjohn, in his reply #20, got the answer correctly. She is the upper right, and I will show the photo below, along with another taken the same day.

We were in the pool of a neighbors, who let us use it when they were away, when we heard a vehicle pull up in the driveway. She peeked out and it was the UPS guy, delivering a package. To my surprise, she opened the gate nude and invited him in, like she did it all the time (hmmmm---should I be concerned?). He was grinning ear to ear--a handsome African-American about 30---and she put her hands on her hips and said "go ahead and look. I don't mind". He enjoyed the view, dropped off a box, and then left with my wife walking with him out the gate a few feet. I was thinking anyone driving by could see her, but later she said the truck would have blocked most people from seeing her. When she came back in, I told her about the National Lampoon "Wife or girlfriend with a bucket on their head" contest, and she agreed to do it. The photos below may not have been taken all at the same time. The one at the gate may have been taken another time, because I don't remember getting out of the pool to take one, and I would have had to go outside nude.

The other photo of her outdoors was taken visiting good friends in Tampa. We had been out all day, and had a late night but well after midnight, we all went downstairs to the apartment complex's hot tub. We stayed there, and some booze was consumed, until dawn. No one wanted to take the bags of beer cans upstairs, and no one wanted to put wet bathing suits back on, so as we walked to go back upstairs, my wife said to give her the bag and she would walk it to the trash dumpster. I asked if that was wise, and her response was that no one would be up this early on a Sunday morning, so off she went. I took this very bad photo with an old 110 camera and she was not 100% right. She had a nice, very naked conversation with the boy delivering newspapers as he rode by. He nearly fell off his bike. We left that morning to fly back home. Wonder if he told any of his friends what he saw?

Follow up to replies 17 and 18...
 

I found another photo of the nudist camp described in replies #17 and 18. This is her standing in front of the house on the property where we rented an upstairs room. This was our favorite club to go to, especially with our friends. It was the first club we ever visited, and it is the one described in reply #1 about the pool being built, in #7 where a guy took advantage of my wife, and where the photos of the club were taken in #17. We always reserved a room upstairs and it still has many fond memories.

An anal memory...
 

My wife's sister married a strict Catholic who would not allow birth control. After four kids in five years, she told my wife how much she was enjoying anal sex, and was having great orgasms doing it. After hearing this, we tried it and she enjoyed it,but had to be in the right mood. Sometimes she has to get it up the rear and nothing else will do.

Our nudist friends, Rob and Betty, brought it up once when we were in our favorite nudist club. Rob really wanted to try it but Betty had no interest. One night when we were climbing the stairs to our rented rooms and as Rob was staring at my wife's naked ass, he asked if we would show he and Betty how we do it. My wife was modestly skeptical but she agreed. We had never swapped,but we had seen each other have sex.

In our room, my wife got on all fours,then dropped her head on a pillow,leaving her lovely bottom sticking up.I lubricated a small vibrator, slid it in and soon she was moaning. I cleaned off the vibrator then lubed up a larger dildo after putting a condom on it. Soon she was moaning louder, and I was hard listening to her. I turned to Betty and asked her to please roll a ribbed rubber on my ready cock. She slowly rolled it on, rubbing my balls as she did it. Without being asked, Betty grabbed the KY jelley and rubbed a generous glob onto my dick.

I climbed on the bed behind my wife and rammed my cock into her until my balls were against her wet,hairy pussy. As she always does, my wife got very vocal,saying 'F--k my ass! Oh God, he's in my ass!". I banged her as hard as I could, how she likes it when we do it up her butt. Soon,she lets out a low moan, almost a purrrrr,and says she cannot stop cumming. I begin to shoot my white goo into the rubber,then slowly pull out. She just collapses,and looks at Betty and says" You don't know what you are missing!"

Rob is standing beside Betty and has a large hard-on. We talk for about a half hour and Betty still says she will not do it.Finally, she looks at my wife and asks her if she will let Rob screw her ass. My wife asks me what I think and I tell her it is ok with me. Minutes later, Betty has my hardening cock in her hand as we both watch her husband slide his cock,now in a french tickler, up my wife's anus. His dick is thicker than mine, and she says she is being stretched too wide but soon he is pounding away and she is yelling again "he is up my ass".

I stand, and Betty keeps yanking on me as I move toward my wife's face. I had hoped to cum in her mouth or on her face,but her face is buried into the pillow,trying to quiet her yells. Soon I shoot into her hair,just as Rob cums up her ass.

We have not done this again but we have talked about it often. The next day as my nude wife walked around the nudist club,I wondered if anyone wondered why her bottom was so red?

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Back in 98- sorry if it's too much detail...
 

Hell yeah you can be more exposed!

My girlfriend and I used to frequent nudist camps throughout the mid west. We were in our late 20's, early 30's. I introduced her to it and we really had fun meeting people and doing lots of stuff naked. We were very active and didn't really sit around the pool all day like most of the fat slob nudists. Volleyball, frisbee, tennis, swimming, boating and fun games that took some effort and strength. Tennis shoes, skin and fun!

My girlfriend was goddamn hot. Blond, tight body, incredible ass and a b-cup. And a beautiful pouty pink pussy (nothing to hide type/ not a camel toe). She weighed about 90lbs at 5'2''. I'm 5'11'' at 145. We both learned to feel really good about ourselves naked and were very friendly and outgoing.

So we went to Ponderosa one weekend. It was not really our style (we weren't swingers) but we loved the adventure and we hadn't been there before. There were some pretty good looking couples there, maybe 5 or 6. The rest were typical nudists, older and flabby. We show up at the poolside, she walks off to the shower with a razor and soap. She comes back after a couple minutes and asks me what I thought. Fully shaved. YES! She was really proud of that pussy.

We sit back for a few and access the crowd. We had these portable canvas loungers that when you sat down your legs were pretty much open. So conveniently guys started walking by and they all had their sunglasses on. Every guy took a good look but frankly we didn't care. We just enjoyed ourselves, swam a lot and did some major airtime off the diving board. Then we sat for about a 1/2 hour.

After the 100th guy walked by to see her spread legs and pussy we laughed because it started getting ridiculous.We knew it wasn't a real nudist camp (staring like that gets you kicked out fast) but rather a voyeurs paradise. I said: why not really give these guys a show. She said okay, what the hell... Let's show off a little. Give the people what they want...

So we stood up naked and I completely oiled her up on every part of her body. Probably had 1/2 the pool stop and watch. She knew what to do with a little encouragement from me; she walked around the pool and deck very slowly and deliberately a couple times. I followed her the 3rd time around just to see everyone looking at her, and everyone did... It was amazing. She looked so hot and she was loving the attention. We even stopped to introduce ourselves to the better looking couples laying out. The guys were looking at her in amazement. Some of the chicks were really checking out my junk too. One Asian lady deliberately spread her legs wide open looking me straight in the eye for like 10 minutes. This was while we were talking to another couple next to her. Funny shit like that. Guys hiding semi's and stuff...

What fun!

One couple invited us over and we took their cart to cruise the camp. Girlfriend in my lap and the very hot wife squeezed in next to me. Tempting, but we weren't interested in fucking each other. We had it way too good together.

Talk about being totally exposed and loving it. I'll remember that for the rest of my life. All those eyes, guys and girls checking us out. Nothing to hide and everything to show off.

Here's her pic that day. We left the dogs at home...
 

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Sniffles--I agree
 

My wife and I started going to the nudist clubs when we were in our thirties, and with a couple that were older friends. At least 75% of the people at the legitimate nudist clubs were everyday, normal folks with all the weight problems, surgery scars and other unattractive features that almost everyone has, but when clothed, others don't see. They were happy, enjoyed the freedom from clothes, and the comraderie of everyone sharing the "taboo" of being naked in public.

The remaining 25% were interesting. One group was the fitness nuts who wanted to work out, exercise and to show off the results of their hard work keeping fit. Nudist clubs have all the outdoor recreation--pools, tennis, etc. so they fit in. These folks also loved to have the all over tans.

Another group were the ones with something to be proud of. It was men that may not be particularly attractive or fit, but have an above sized penis that they do not get recognition and reactions to in a clothed world. I think that they often wish they could stroll around with erections, too, but that is discouraged and probably "hard" to do. There often were ladies that were not pretty in the face, but had large,firm,unsagging breasts with a small waist and all the attributes we have been taught are required in a perfect woman. They may not get attention in normal life, but they stood out when nude.

The smallest group, unfortunately, were the perfect women in face and body. They were either born to the nudist lifestyle, or came with a husband who wanted other men to see their prize, or they wanted an all over tan. I can remember some strikingly beautiful women that would have been strong competitors in any beauty contest---and they were completely naked for any of us to see.

We went with friends who not only grew up nudists (or at least the wife, Betty, did and then encouraged her husband to join her---probably an easy request) and Betty made it sound so wonderful and friendly that my wife agreed. I doubt that I could have ever convinced her to go---she would have thought I just wanted to see the other women. In truth, I got a bigger kick out of other men looking at my wife who I think looked terrific even though she had children, than I did seeing the few real beauties naked sunbathing at the clubs.

I have written this entire thread describing as accurately as I could the truth about these places that most can only imagine or see as fantasies. It was always fun to see construction workers, Fed Ex drivers, oil delivery drivers, etc., all non-nudists, walking among the nudists and gaping. Of course, they got away with staring because they were not one of us. I often saw these men looking at my wife--openly staring. We even would go out of our way to go near them or speak to them. My wife was not as enthused doing this as I was, by the way. One electrician that we introduced ourselves to was working in the kitchen of a mobile home that was rented to us for several days. Neither the microwave or the coffee maker would work, so the club owners called this guy to come over. He was probably 20 and fit, carring a tool box as he came to the unit. His eyes bugged out when my wife walked out stark naked, still glissening from having just showered, after an early morning marital moment. She was not perfect, I know, but she was fully competitive in looks and figure with any other lady at this particular club.

We left him and sat on chaise lounges near the home and I saw him looking out the window at my wife. I suggested we move the chaises so they were in the sun, but that also put my wife facing him with her legs in clear view. I proceeded to put sun tan lotion on her, and had her put her foot on my shoulder while I rubbed the lotion on each of her long legs, leaving her wonderful hairy triangle spread wide open. Of course, her pretty pink was not exposed to anyone except for this electrician who continued to stare out the kitchen window. I was 99% sure that his right arm was moving rapidly, and we even heard a small moan from him through the screen on the window, when she had me put some of the lotion on her hand which she then rubbed on her exposed lips between her open legs. After all, we did not want her to get sunburned down there!

The curiosity about nudist clubs is everywhere, too, even though they are in virtually every state in the union. We stayed at Cypress Cove, perhaps the largest nudist club in the U.S. which is on a large lake just south of Kissimmee, Florida, which is just east of Disney World, and just south of Orlando. I had a convention to go to at a hotel in Orlando, so I left two mornings but left my bride happily naked at Cypress Cove. After one of the presentations, a group of 6 of us went outside the hotel to a helicopter that offered rides over Disney World and Sea World. This was before Universal Studios had opened. All six of us got inside, and when the pilot saw we were all men, he asked if we wanted to see something more than Mickey Mouse. He proceeded to tell us about this nudist camp nearby and he could fly over it if we wanted. We all agreed of course, and in minutes we were hovering well above the lake and many nudists as they were playing tennis, swimming or whatever. As we got closer, there was my lovely wife showing her all laying on a towel. Because she was laying down, we could see more of her than the other women who were standing, and she got the attention of my fellow flyers. I secretly wished I could yell down at her and have her do a full spread and wink at us, but of course I didn't. I did enjoy these guys talking about the brunette they saw on the towel. Even the pilot said that sometimes there weren't any women worth seeing but we had gotten lucky that day. I told her about it later and she said that one of the ladies told her the helicopters came by every clear day, and most took photos. I never saw any of my guys pull out a camera.

The one thing I missed at these nudist clubs was the dances or late-night parties. We had heard through the g****vine that some of the clubs we visited---supposedly family clubs----did have a once a month or once a quarter a dance or party that was for adults only. One friend invited us once to a Saturday night party, set to start at 10pm in the dining hall, and it was lingerie only for the ladies. Another night was a Halloween theme but the women were to wear erotic costumes, and one more required the ladies to wear stockings and heels. Our visits never coordinated with these parties, but it sounds like fun, even if all everyone did was see the ladies dressed so they were exposed but wearing seductive things. We have no idea if swinging was allowed but we know our best friends enjoyed going but never exchanged partners.

I will end with one thought. We were at a very conservative club, sitting around a small hot tub set into the ground. I was in a chair, next to my wife. She noticed I was staring and getting hard when she spoke to me. I was just about hypnotized watching a beautiful nudist girl across from me, cutting her toenails. Have you ever thought about how you have to sit to do that?

Here is one of my bride in the parking lot of a camp on the west coast. She was well into her 40's when I took this and earlier she had just gotten a "gang massage"---a massage given by 8 to 10 nudists. Whoever is getting the massage has to wear something over your eyes so you cannot tell who is touching you---and they touch you everywhere! She was still glowing.

Great story - shame about the pic though - I thought we were going to get a look at that shaved pussy you spoke about (wishfull thinking hey?) :)

A reunion of friends--old friends
 

This past weekend, the two couples that we used to go to nudist clubs with stayed at our home Friday and Saturday nights. They went to a Friday evening wedding in a nearby town, and came to visit us afterward.

It was clearly too cold to go outdoors nude, and all of us are now over 60, but we had a great time remembering old times, including many of the stories I have told here. They did remember one event my wife and I had forgotten, an open house at a favorite nudist club we enjoyed visiting.

Nudist clubs will have an "open house" for any adults that want to visit for a day. These people do not have to disrobe, just come to see the facilities, swim in the pool, play tennis, and see that this is a great place to visit, and hopefully join. Members are warned weeks ahead that this day is coming, and those who do not want outsiders to see them in the buff stay away. Some clubs require couples only, others its just adults only.

Some people, like the 6 of us, did not know about the open house when we visited, driving almost 200 miles to get there.
We arrived on Friday night, got our usual rooms and woke up early for breakfast. By about mid-morning, there were probably 40 nudists of all ages and shapes, and an equal number of visitors fully dressed (mostly shorts and tops or in some cases, swim suits) wandering around. There were definitely more men than women. A few of the visiting ladies went topless, but most didn't. Our three wives were in their 30's, and just about as attractive as any nudist there that day, and they got a lot of attention. By mid-afternoon, there had to be over 120 people there with nudists being the minority.

My wife does not mind men looking, or staring most of the time but the other two ladies were uncomfortable and were urging us to leave early but we "swinging dicks"(our team name) prevailed because we wanted to play in a tennis tournament that was going on. The girls stayed around the pool--often in the pool----although I saw my wife laying out by the pool offering anyone who wanted a look at all her attributes a great view, especially when she lathered herself in oily sun tan lotion. Cameras were absolutely forbidden but I am always doubtful. Even back then, there were small cameras available and if you were wearing clothes, you could keep it hidden.

Betty said she went into the showers and found a thin, Barney Fife type standing nude with a towel over his privates, just inside the door. She was nude and asked if he was new there. He was, and had never been to a nudist camp before. In addition, he was by himself supposedly because his girlfriend had to work. She asked why he didn't go out and swim and enjoy himself and he said he couldn't. After a modest amount of urging, he showed her a decent sized erection that he had been hiding under the towel. She suggested he go relieve himself, but he was concerned someone---another man---might walk in on him if he went into the men's toilet. The shower was for both sexes.

Long story short, she had him---with his privates covered by a balled up towel--follow her to a more secluded area of the club. She stood in a clearing in easy sight of the pool and tennis courts, and told him to go into the woods and take care of himself. She talked to him, posed a bit as he requested by fingering herself with her back to the pool. After ten minutes or so he came out of the woods red-faced and with the towel on his arm and his manhood dangling instead of standing.

All three women told us that they got touched or openly felt up in the pool by the visitors who evidently believed that if you were nude you were available for groping. The other two wives said that is why they wanted to leave---they could either stay in the sun and have men stare, or they could get in the pool and get felt up. None of the husbands knew. We knew men were looking but we didn't mind. My wife laughed when she heard this and told them not to worry about getting touched, worry about when men don't want to touch any more. She told the assembled group that she never dated that many men before me, but as a nudist who liked to swim, she learned that some men know what they are doing with their fingers, and do it very well, and others don't have a clue. Those that did it well, she stayed and enjoyed it, others she swam away from or got out of the pool. As we have told in our earlier posts, a couple of times in the pool, male nudists were able to slip their cocks in her, too, but not for long under water.

After dinner and a few drinks, we all got nude and I was pleasantly surprised. We were all heavier without a doubt but for six adults over 60, we looked good (in a relative sense, that is). We did a little touching and tickling, but nothing serious when Rob brought up how my wife and I showed him and his wife, Betty, how to have anal sex. That started a discussion, and soon it was clear my wife was the only one who allowed it. The other husband complained that he had never had that pleasure, and soon he and Rob were asking my wife if she would allow it--again. The other wives said go ahead, and my lovely wife got on her hands and knees and I went to get our little box of pleasure. As I usually did, I started with a well lubed small vibrator in a condom, then moved up to a larger dildo, also in a condom until she was relaxed enough for a penis. My cock, sensing some fun, was up and expecting action and the two guys had their cocks in each other's wive's mouths getting ready. My wife was moaning and ready.

As he got up and put on a ribbed condom, Rob had an idea. He knew that my wife always had a fantasy about taking on three men at one time. She had never done it, but we loved to think about it.

We moved to the bedroom and I laid back on the bed. She straddled me and lowered herself on my erection, leaned forward so we were face to face, and I was very, very happy. Next, she grunted as one of the guys slowly slid his cock in her ass. His legs were touching mine, which I didn't like, but soon he was moving in and out---and I was surprised at how much it felt like our cocks were touching with only her thin membranes separating her vagina from her rectum. I was also held down by her weight and his on top of her, leaning over and feeling her breasts as he proceeded to f--k her ass. I was just laying there under her, when here comes Rob and slips his cock in my wife's open mouth. She is moving and groaning a bit but the whole experience was odd. I could see Rob's dick go in her mouth but his rythm was different than her being rocked forward and back by the guy in her butt. Rob had a hard time keeping his cock in her mouth, and not to sound too homophobic, I was staring at Rob's rocking balls only an inch or two above my eyes. To be blunt, I was just trying to keep my cock hard in her pussy, hoping she was enjoying the experience when she said for us to stop.

The anal sex felt good, she said but the rest of it was a distraction, not the fun it looks in porno films. In minutes, she was on the bed getting rammed up the rear, screaming like she always did "He's in my ass! Oh he's tearing up my ass!" while Rob and I enjoyed very talented blow jobs from the other two ladies. It was the first time Betty had done anything with me, and she was very good---but not as good as my wife. Getting a talented BJ while watching your wife have aggressive anal sex, screaming with naughty pleasure, was really fun and Betty managed to swallow a large, overdue load. Rob had come just before me in the other girls mouth, and was trying to get his cock hard quickly hoping to get in my wife's ass again. He got it up, and in my wife, but he could not come that soon back to back---but he gave it a good try, and my wife said it was good. In his hurry, he did not put a condom on, but by then she had been thoroughly reamed clean.

We had not been together--all three couples--in over 20 years, but it all went back together like no time had passed. By the way, we all three took Viagra---just so we didn't disappoint. They left the next day, and we all promised to meet again soon. My wife said that she would have never allowed that if she had not had too much champagne--but its a great memory now.

A recent trip to Florida..
 

We went to Florida in late September to visit some friends--not nudists. While there for ten days, we went to two different nudist clubs, and were pleasantly surprised that few things had changed. They were friendly, and very open to meeting new folks. I thought my wife looked good for now being in her sixties, and she got some attention but nothing like she used to get. In the pool while she was looking the other way, I started feeling up her ass, and she wiggled back. I am not sure if she knew it was me or not, but it has been something she has always enjoyed at nudist places. At the second club, she signed up for a massage in a small room near the pool, with one wall wide open facing the pool. I told the masseuse that she liked very complete massages with nothing being off limits---and I tipped him $20 on top of the $35 massage. There were a lot of people around but the massage room was relatively dark and shadowed. Knowing my wife can be loud, I started up the in-ground jacuzzi to cover any and all noises from the massage. The couple of times I glanced at them, his hands were between her legs and her eyes were closed. She told me later he was excellent with his hands and she had multiple orgasms and he got a hard-on that she massaged for him. He not only fingered her pussy, he fingered her rectum, and whispered to her that "your husband said you like everything massaged". She came from that too. Not knowing about my tip to him, she gave him another $20. As she sat on the edge of the massage table with her back to the pool, he used a warm towel to wipe the oil off her skin, and he dropped to his knees to wipe her legs and he took the time to tongue her between her legs--again with good results. She was glowing as she walked to the nearby shower to get any remaining oil off, before swimming. He joined her and they soaped each other up. No one seemed to notice how thoroughly this man of about 40 used his hands to soap up all of my wife, but I did. She took a quick swim then we walked into the woods about 60 feet away and she gave me a reward for letting her have a good time.

While there we met a couple that hinted they would like us to join them in their mobile home, but my wife said she had about all she needed for one day. They were about our age, and while she looked good, he was in worse shape than I am. We went back to our hotel, and then left the next day.

We may not have what it takes to get a lot of attention at nudist clubs any more, but we can still have a good time.

No, she did not let me take any photos. She says she is too old for that.

Having fun with room service...
 

Over the years, my wife has enjoyed playing like she is being caught nude unexpectedly somewhere that no one would know her. Hotels are always a good spot, but a friend let us use his condo on the beach on the west coast.
The lovely home had some trouble with the a/c, and the repairman was cute, and maybe 35. When it stopped working again, we called maintenence and my wife got a wicked gleem in her eye.

When there was a knock on the door, my wife yelled for him to come in. In walked the guy she had seen before and a much younger black man. She was standing in the doorway to the bathroom holding a towel in front of her. She told them she had just gotten out of the shower and was getting ready to go out. She asked if they would go ahead and fix the a/c. She then turned and dropped the towel, showing her great bottom.

She then left the door open and did her makeup with her back to the door, but the guys kept walking by and speaking to her, making up small talk. She did not realize until I showed her this photo later what they were seeing in the mirror.

But sometimes, she is surprised...
 

Being nude at a nudist camp shocks no one, but being nude and caught that way by a non-nudist gets some great surprised looks. As I mentioned she has been "caught" by bellmen and room service guys many times but one time she was the one shocked.

We went to the closest beach to our home, a couple of hours drive. We were going out to meet friends for dinner, and getting ready when we decided we wanted some wine. We ordered it and she stayed undressed. I knew her plan.

When the knock on the door happened, I yelled "honey, cover up somewhere, the wine is here". She ducked out onto the balcony, behind the d****s. I like that because it means someone else might see her when she is out there. I opened the door, and to my surprise, it was the son of a former minister of a church in our neighborhood.

We began to talk and I almost forgot my wife was on the balcony. She stepped in saying"I guess he is gone now".

Here is what he saw.

Anther time at the beach...
 

Perhaps her greatest embarassment happened when her family rented an 8 bedroom home across the steet from a great Atlantic beach. There were homes across the street that backed up to the beach, and we were across the steet.

When everyone in the family including our kids, her brother and sister's kids, and all the adults, we went back to the house and fooled around. One afternoon, we ordered pizza and when the guy knocked she yelled for him to come in. She stood at the top of the steps in a towel, which she proceeded to drop. She loved it.

While there that week
 

We stayed for a full week in this massive beach house. Our room was on the front with big glass doors which we often left open to hear the surf. On our way back to the house, again leaving the rest of the family on the beach, we met a lot of guys in the house directly across from our room. They were having a Vietnam flyers reunion and it was all guys, many on motorcyles. The flirted with my wife and every female that got near.

We got back to the house and took a couple of photos of her in the house, one showing their house behind her. Later, she walked out our glass front door, naked, hearing catcalls from across the street, and stayed in a hammock for a while. They yelled again when she ran back into the room.