Memories
I cannot describe how much I enjoyed seeing all the men and boys staring at my lovely fully nude wife when we were nudists in the 1970’s and 80’s.
One early memory was her coming to the base of the stairs from our upstairs rented room when I was talking to several teenage boys I had met playing tennis. Fully nude, as comfortable as she could be and not self conscious at all, she came down to ask me about plans for dinner. As she stood there in her mid-20’s, the room got quiet as we all stared at her , then followed her up the stairs speechless. She enjoys being stared at too, and her legs parted a bit when she saw the tanned physically fit boys, and her hips had a slight swing to them as she walked back up the stairs
“Is she your wife?” one boy asked. I replied “yes, and asking about dinner is a signal to come upstairs to fuck. We have already had a light dinner”. I could have sold photos of her at the bottom of those steps to those boys for $100!
As I entered our rented room, she was on the bed spread wide and touching herself. “Did you see the way those boys looked at me?” she asked. I replied “can I invite them upstairs to see more?” . I think they saw everything, she replied. I was hard as a rock and we enjoyed a first class fuck, before going for a walk among other nudists who enjoyed seeing her, then returned upstairs for another suck and fuck.
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