Now that winter is starting to taper off, it won’t be long until pool days are upon us. I will make sure to write about those when they occur. However, to fill the void and since I have been gone a while, let me tell about some events related since my last pool story.
So last summer, we vacationed on a very secluded island in the Caribbean. No one lives on the island but it is home to several resorts. The beaches are beautiful and there are many miles of isolated, un-developed beaches. You can literally walk for hours along white sand and see no one else. As well, most of the resorts have “au natural” beach areas where you can shed the swimsuits. Our resort, was on the far end of the resorts, and the au natural section of the beach was up against a 3 mile stretch of secluded beach. While the designated beach areas are intended to allow for nude bathing, it is pretty well accepted that any of the isolated beaches are free to enjoy sans clothing.
I convinced my wife that we should find a spot on the nude area of the beach just in case we wanted to partake. On the very first day, we found our spot beyond the sign signifying where clothing can be forgotten. My wife was wearing a thong bottom and top to start. Not long after laying down, she removed her top to work on her tan. After a short period, it was getting very hot, so we decided to go in the water and walk the beach. At first, she was going to put her top on, but I convinced her not to, or even take it along. We strolled towards the isolated beach to see what it was like. We walked for a good 30 minutes or so. We passed the odd person also walking…some nude, some clothed. At points along the way, I took pictures of her. I even had her remove her bottom to get some full nude shots on the beach (when no one was nearby). At one point, we passed two guys walking. We weren’t sure if they were gay or not. After they passed by, I jokingly told my wife, if you take your bottoms off, if we pass them again, we can tell by how much they react if they are gay or not. Not thinking that would work, she actually removed the bottoms. We continued to walk (away from the resort) for a bit, then decided to turn back. As we headed back, she could see what looked like the same guys heading back towards us. She wanted to put the bottoms back on, but I had them in my hand and did not give them back. I too had removed my suit, so we were both walking nude. As they got closer, she really bugged to get her bottoms back but to no avail. She ended up grabbing my hand, so we walked hand-in-hand as we passed. We said hello but kept on walking by. She turned around and said both were looking back at us. Not sure who they were looking at, but for sure they had noticed we were both nude as opposed to the first time we passed each other. I think she found that a little exciting.
For the rest of the week, my wife was either topless in a thong or completely nude while on the beach. We did several walks that way and took many photos. I even had a lifeguard pose with her (she was only topless) for a picture.
The best thing for me, was each day, I applied sun lotion to her nude body on the beach. I essentially gave her a nude massage on the beach a couple of times per day. I was sure to make sure I displayed her best areas as people walked by our loungers. She seemed to enjoy me treating her like royalty. Even on one day, while she did not want to be nude, she stripped off her suit for the lotion massage and then put her bottoms back on.
More recently, as a holiday gift, she had new boudoir photos done. I had been bugging her for a couple of years. She had some done before, which were nice, but were somewhat “glamor shot” looking and not overly revealing. As well, the first ones were taken by a female photographer, and I really wanted her to have some taken by a male. I find it sexy that she would be confident without much clothing on in front of another guy. After dropping many hints, she decided to take the plunge. The photographer does very good work and very artistic and sexy. She never told me she was doing it, so the pictures were a surprise (I had a sense she would finally do them, but did not know she had).
She provided me with a link to her photos. At first, the pictures were tame of her in a bra, school girl skirt and heels. Then the skirt was dropped to show her lace thong. The pictures moved from floor, to bed, to couch, etc. Eventually, the bra was removed, and more pictures were taken. The next set of photos had her in new panties and a corset with stockings. However, this time, as I scrolled through, the pictures, they started showing her slowly pull down the panties (she was laying down). Next thing, they are at her knees and eventually off, leaving her bottomless. The pictures went from laying down on her back to kneeling on the bed bottomless. This series ended up with her standing bottomless in front of a mirror, with the photographer behind her catching her ass and her nude reflection.
The pictures then switched to a new bra and panty set. This time, the bottoms were removed quickly and several close-up profile shots were taken showing her pussy area. He also had her pose on spread out knees at the end of the bed with the picture from behind. This is my favorite picture. I was very surprised how often she was bottomless in these pictures. This series ended with her totally naked on the bed wearing heels and pearls. After that, they did a pose wearing only my tie in the corner of the room. Finally, she posed in my high school letter jacket with nothing under it, and my football jersey. He had her kneeling on the bed, legs spread wide, and lifting the jersey over her head, giving great full- frontal exposure. Again, shocked on how openly nude she was willing to be with this guy.
Over the next few days, I asked for details. She said the photographer asked what she wanted when they first met, and what I would like. She knew I wanted revealing pictures. He said he would push her limits as they got going. A few interesting things she mentioned about the shoot. It happened in a studio in a downtown area. When they started, it was still light out and my wife said the studio windows were not covered. She could see people working in the offices across the street. She wondered if they were able to see but she just went for it and didn’t care. She also said the lady that did her makeup before the shoot stayed to help at first, but eventually left. Between the first two costumes, the photographer left the studio while my wife changed. After that, my wife said she was pretty much naked, so just changed or grabbed the next items with him in the room. I asked if she played shy between background changes by trying to cover up. She said she did not and by the end was walking around the studio nude to get things like the tie, jacket, jersey. She said he would also come close to adjust her hair, grab items from her, describe poses, and such. I look at these every day since and we have picked about 20 of the photos top have made into a book. I emailed the photographer and told him I loved the pictures and secretly we are going to figure out how to convince her to do another shoot. I am thinking of having him come to shoot her by the pool!
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