I was about 20. I've always been turned on by the idea of being naked in front of a woman I didn't know, but I had never done so, when I came across a guide to nude beaches that listed one on a lake in a suburb of my hometown -Minneapolis. I started going down there, and realized that while there were people using the very secluded beach, no one was nude. I finally found a very secluded area where I screwed up the courage to get completely naked, knowing that while there was no one else there, there were people on the path just past the bushes and that I might be caught.
That was a giant rush, and I stripped off there a number of times, but no one ever came off the path and joined me, although every now and again young women my age would walk by, and I was fairly sure they were able to see me. Then it finally happened: a very nice looking girl, perhaps a year to two younger than me, swam up to my little secluded piece of sand while I was laying on my towel on my back, nude. She was wearing a bikini that was far more conservative than some around today, but gave a great view of her shape.
she came out of the water, smiled and greeted me then walked over and squatted down in front of me to talk. She was just at my feet, practically between my legs. I got hard as a rock and I was so excited I could barely breathe. I have no recollection of what we talked about, but I know that no mention was made of my nudity or my stiff cock. I was "leaking" a bit, and she was looking. Although she said nothing about it, she was very focused on my cock.
She stayed about five minutes, and then said goodbye and went back to the water. I came as she was swimming away.
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