le Cap d'Agde
My wife and I used to experiment with holidaying at various naturist camp sites in the early eighties and because of its fame we started at Le Camp d'Agde.
We, like the previous writer made our a initial approach from the east walking along the beach. Most of the girls were wearing bikinis at the point where we joined the beach but soon the tops had gone and I persuaded my wife to shed hers .As we got nearer to the village the bottoms also had hone and we, not wishing to stand out, removed our bottoms, after some debate.
we spent a very nice day in the village using a swimming pool (very nearly all to ourselves), we did a bit of shopping and had a nice meal, all of this quite naked.
it was not until we set off back along the beach that we encountered some rather more lustful behaviour, the first indication of what was to come was a couple laying on the beach and giving one another oral sex. they t6ook no notice of us, even if they saw us and I think that they were so far into their enjoyment of each other that it would have been a surprise if it had made any difference.
As we passed them my wife spotted some lights in the dunes and we went to investigate, finding some teenagers laying out some towels and the boys all had very pronounced erections and the girls were encouraging them by pushing their hind quarters against their penises whenever they had a chance, they were very organised and soon got down to some major sexual activity. WE left at this time and having been a bit aroused by what we had witnessed we sopped a little farther along the beach and had a bit of a cuddle ourselves.
we did return to Le Cap d'Agde on other occasions but tended to migrate to the west coast, where one could ind alot more space and beaches. in June, during the week that were unoccupied and where one could easily find somewhere to make love with sun on ones back.
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