Some years ago I posted a story about our quick stop at Atlantic Shores in Key West the day after Fantasy Fest ended. The place closed down shortly after our visit which was about a dozen years ago. Here is an abbreviated version focusing on the pool.
We had checked out of our motel, and were killing some time before driving back to Miami to catch a flight. On a whim, we decided to visit Atlantic Shores, a motel/resort we had heard so much about. While the motel part wasn't much to brag about, it featured a nude sunning pier, with a pool, and deck area which was the only public nude sunning area in Key West at that time, that is, you didn't have to be a guest.
Not knowing what to expect, I was surprised that we were able to walk from the street to the pier, pay a small cover charge, and walk right up to the public outdoor Tiki-type bar which was adjacent to the nude pool and sundeck. My wife Bonnie and I pulled up barstools, and ordered drinks, watching all the naked folks in and around the pool. Very strange deal, that is, lots of ogling tourists such as us simply walking in off the street, fully clothed, and a bunch of naked people who could care less about the gawkers. And all of this in close proximity, the pool being just feet from the bar.
Sitting at the bar, we realized that there were quite a few "shows" going on at the pool and surrounding deck areas. That is, overt exhibitionism, purposely splayed legs, etc. It was obvious however, signs indicated that any overt sexual contact was taboo, as well as plenty of NO CAMERA signs. But maybe this was a special day, with the Fantasy Fest crowd here. Because it seemed like plenty sexual contact was going on. Was it overt? Or was it just erotic play? Who cares!
After an hour or so, and a few drinks under our belt, I started hinting about how great it would be for us to catch some sun ourselves. Bonnie was in full agreement! So we inquired, and luckily there were a few lounge chairs available. Since we weren't resort guests, there was a small fee to get towels and lounge chairs. Great! So in no time flat, we were naked, soaking up the rays, with the clothed tourists now gawking at us.
Bonnie and I weren't getting very much attention, what with all the serious exhibitionists doing their thing. This was all good because Bonnie isn't normally an attention-seeking exhibitionist. With another drink or two doing it's magic, we thought a dip in the pool was a good idea. The pool was crowded, being a beautiful hot afternoon. After splashing around in the pool for a few minutes, Bonnie was soon all over me. Maybe emboldened by the other performances we had seen, it wasn't long before I had 2 fingers in Bonnie's pussy, and I had a raging erection myself. We definitely needed to be very discrete, and I soon found a place to hide my hard cock. Fucking underwater can be a challenge, but the slow grind seemed to work best.
So there we were, in the pool, discretely slow-grind fucking for 5 or 10 minutes in plain view of 30 or 40 clothed tourists, not to mention all the nude bathers and sunbathers. Some might have suspected what we were doing, yet couldn't tell for sure, especially since the pool was so crowded with other naked bodies blocking any views.
Truth be known, Bonnie didn't cum, and neither did I because we were both likely just too nervous. About then the pool crowd started thinning out and we became a lot more visible to others. We thought it best to separate, and after my erection subsided, we got out of the pool and sat back down on our lounge chairs.
Bonnie said that although we didn't accomplish our "ultimate goal", it was definitely a "must do" for any good vacation. That is, fucking in front of dozens of clothed people as they watched! But that was the alcohol talking, I'm still waiting for a repeat performance by Bonnie!
And yes, we never made it to Miami that day, and missed our flight. Oh well.
