After my call with my wife I started looking up nudist behavior with friends. I looked on this site as well as others. All I could deduce was depends. I understand altering ones behavior with social friends if in this situation. My brother for example. He absolutely loves being naked and has no issues about it. The relationship between him and my wife was nor is very physical. She would not jump on him, sit on him or other physical contacts clothed so she would not do it in a nudist environment. With that said, Xavier and my wife always had a close relationship from my first date with her till now. I'm being repetitive.
I arrived home a little late. I stripped off and found my wife and Xavier outside drinking and talking. I joined in. Within the conversations this subject was brought up. They had obviously discussed and looking for me to add my two cents. I initially avoided answering. Later after eating and sitting by the fire pit drinking, this subject was brought up directly. They were obviously somewhat drunk and took a direct approach. I had a few myself so we dove in. I asked what they discussed. For the next ten minutes or so each talked about their prospective. Both seemed defensive in thoughts and responses. I took a different approach by what I researched by asking questions.
I asked the following, are you comfortable around each other naked. They both agreed they were. Is it OK to have a sexual thought about each other. They both agreed it was. Are you looking to have a sexual relationship or encounter. They both said absolutely not. I asked Xavier how he feels about my wife. He explained all his feelings. The best part to me was that he loves how she loves me and makes me happy. I asked my wife the same. She responded the same and also added how much she loved seeing Xavier and me together. I asked my wife if it changed her feelings about Xavier since he had touched her. She laughed and said, not at all. I asked Xavier the same. He admitted he enjoyed that event but it did not make him think differently. So I concluded that if I trusted my wife, I trusted Xavier and they trusted each other then there should be no issues.
Xavier brought up this. He asked, what about the hundreds of times Ihe had masturbated to her pictures. My response, what about the times I masturbated to his wife's pictures you sent. He smiled and said, touche. I concluded with, of course there will be some sexual tension when interacting. I told him about my first week of walking around permanently erect. I also brought up the countless number of times he had touched my wife's tits, ass and pussy wrestling from when we were dating till now. I said, your wife has seen it and just rolls her eyes to me saying you two are too much alike. I honestly think if one of you gets uncomfortable just say something. Otherwise, just be your normal selves.
I assume this was what they were looking for. My wife got up and sat on my lap and kissed me saying how much she loves me. She got up and I'm watching her ass as she returned to her seat when Xavier's big black naked ass sat on my lap. Before I could protest he planted a kiss on my cheek and repeated my wife saying how much he loves me. It was sort of funny but we all laughed at the tension release. My wife said, see, I always said you two have gay tendencies together.
A few hours later we were all pretty drunk. We had music playing in the background and were talking about all sorts of subjects. Xavier being six foot six and big, he's on the outside sofa. My wife has to pass between his knees and the table to refresh drinks. She returned setting each glass in front of us. She has to bend over in front of Xavier to set his glass down. I look and he is staring at her pussy. He had spent a majority of the time flaccid. His dick started to get heavy. I said, damn Xavier what happened pointing at his dick. My wife turns facing him. He smiles really big and said, sorry I was just thinking how lucky you are and how beautiful she is. Now my wife has done this countless times to Xavier when clothed when he says something she likes.
She immediately threw her leg over his and sat on his bellybutton sliding down. She leaned into him hugging him kissing his cheek saying, aawww you are too sweet. In the process she spilled her drink. I look and Xavier's now hard dick is protruding out between her ass cheeks. She pauses sitting up and said, I spilled my drink. She stands up. Xavier's dick springs onto his stomach. She walks inside. I say, you did that on purpose. Still a big smile, I wanted to see if she would act normal. We laughed. The only other contact was my wife walking by and shoving Xavier's legs out of her way he pulled her onto his lap. He was flaccid at that point. After a good ten seconds of wrestling she got up. He was hard as a rock and possibly had a few glancing boob touches.
We spent hours talking, singing and laughing naked. They did their normal pushing, poking and all. When we were in bed she brought up the evening/night. She asked me what I thought. I said I had a fantastic time as always visiting with Xavier. I asked her. She said she really did not attempt any teasing and enjoyed the visit as if we were all wearing clothes. I asked about the two occurrences sitting in his lap. She smiled and said, it was different. I asked how. She said, the first time I wanted to respond normally. Smiling looking at me she said, different because I have felt him in the past getting hard through our clothes. This time I felt his penis get hard aginst my pussy. She said, I was sitting on it. She said, the time he pulled me into his lap his dick was everywhere on my butt, legs, pussy as we wrestled. Her conclusion was I think it was just a normal visit. We did everything as we always do but without clothes. I agreed.
Now this morning. I'm up early having my coffee. Xavier returns from a run. He is sweating profusely. Pacing he asked how cold was the pool. I said very. He strips and slowly walks into the ice cold water. We talk as he dips up and down. He walks out. The cold had a dramatic effect on his dick. I laughed saying, I think you left half of it in the pool. He laughs pulling it pretending he was scared it was permanent. He returned showered, dry with coffee in hand, dick back to normal flopping around like an elephant trunk. We were talking when he asked my thoughts about last night. In return I asked him. He said, I love visiting and reconnecting. I spent the last month looking forward to this trip, naked or clothed. He continued, it's odd but last night was like any other visit.
He continued telling me how he enjoys spending time naked. He called it liberating. He also said, being a man, he would be lying if he didn't say he also enjoys my wife's nudity. He admitted that he tried his best to not get hard when my wife straddled him sitting her pussy on him and her tits against his chest. He said, that's a work in process. He again asked my thoughts. I agreed with all he said and told him my wife's conversation. When I said, she admitted feeling him get hard through his clothes in the past, he laughed. He asked me directly if it bothered me seeing this. I answered honestly, no, should it? He said, I don't think so. We continued talking about the difference being with and without clothes.
I asked him how he was going to greet her this morning. He had not thought about it. I said, just like you tested her last night for normal behavior, she will be looking for the same. Still unsure he said, well that depends on her. If hungover I would pick her up. If smiling happy, I would push her aside. He asked my advise. I said, walk up behind her, bear hug her like normal lifting her till she stops struggling. He asked, but being naked, what about my hands. I said smiling, if you don't have a problem with it, go full on one hand on her tit. He half smiled looking at me. I said, don't act like you haven't before, just this time act like no big deal. He is drinking coffee as his dick hardened. I said, stop over thinking it and get that under control.
Not long we see my wife in the kitchen then gone. I went in and sat at the bar with a fresh cup. Xavier went to his room. My wife walks in. Yes, a really good hangover. We start talking, she's preparing another pot of coffee when Xavier walks in. He says loudly, well hello sunshine walking up behind her. As she says, not so loud. Xavier bends down reaching around her. One hand/arm around her stomach and the other around her chest pinning her arms to her side and stands up lifting her off the ground. He says, we will have no sour people here this morning, only happy and excited. He turns facing me. His right arm is across her tit and his hand has fully engulfed her left tit. Xavier has very large hands. She starts squirming and trying to twist free but she has no real chance as always. She says, I'm not sour, just hungover a little. He is somewhat squeezing her tit as she struggles. He said, I'll let you down when you give me a happy good morning. She gave him a have hearted one. He said, not good enough. She stopped struggling and said, you are squeezing my boob. He said, then say it with excitement. She is now just dangling, no struggling. She is prolonging. They are both enjoying this. After a good minute of this she satisfied him with a happy excited good morning.
We sat over coffee talking before Xavier and I had to leave. Neither of them mentioned what just transpired. So I did. I asked, so what do you two think of the greeting. My wife started first. She said, well Xavier is not changing his greeting like I did. We laughed. Xavier said, it was different. My wife looked at him and said, different, how. He smiled and said, softer. We laughed. I had to leave first. On my way to work I get a call. My wife said, so it was your idea this morning. I said, in a way. Just trying to break the ice. She was happy I did.
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