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I will try to complete this saga with why we stopped going. Actually she stopped. I did not want to go without her and most nudist places discourage men who are alone for obvious reasons.

We had gone to our favorite nudist club a couple of states away with the same friends that took us to the first place we went. We were all stretched out beside the pool---a lovely new pool in a cloverleaf shape. We had been there three days, staying upstairs in this old home on the premises that had a few vending machines and a sitting room downstairs and two bedrooms and a shared bath upstairs. This was the same place that we visited when they were building the pool.

My wife began swimming, and noticed a slightly older man, in his 50's, watching her. She spoke to him, and sat beside him briefly before walking back over to my side of the pool and laying down. I did not notice, but she said he continued to stare at her, and she let him see everything, even spreading her legs a bit.

Again, I was either talking to our friends or asleep, but she told me later that she saw him get an erection. She got up to go back to our room to get a radio or a book or something, and near the house, she looked back and he was following her with his very obvious erection swinging side to side, something you don't see often at these places. It was not crowded that weekday, so it probably went unnoticed.

She had gotten into the sitting room downstairs, and was about at the stairs going to our bedroom, when he came in and asked to speak to her. She stopped, and he came up to her and apologized for his staring at her, saying she looked very much like his late wife. He had come to the club, as he had done many times with his wife, and was shocked to see my wife. He moved toward her and stroked her breast, then he pushed against her and she felt his penis touch her. She got nervous, as she told me later, but he seemed so sincere, and so needy that she let him continue, and he began to finger her pussy. She explained that she was not on the pill, and would not consider intercourse, but he was now pushing his organ against her hairy triangle, and as her legs got slightly spread, he slid it in, but she moved to one side and threatened to leave him or yell. He began to cry, and just said he was so needy, and he and his wife had had such great times in that same house. He put his hands on her shoulders,and quickly she was on her knees sucking him. As she told me later, she just wanted to get him off quickly and get away.

He was groaning as she worked her magic (she is fantastic by the way), licking his balls and nibbling him just below the head of his organ, then as she started to take his organ back in her mouth, she heard someone come into the room. She stood suddenly, and grabbed the man and said they needed to go upstairs. He followed her, feeling her ass all the way up, and they went into our bedroom. He sat on the side of the bed and layed back, spreading his legs, and she got back on her knees and resumed sucking. He pulled his legs up to his chest, and she dropped back to his balls, licking them thoroughly, and then briefly tonguing his rectum. She does this so very well, and she said she just wanted to get him to come. She realized that she was fingering herself and was obviously turned on, so she stopped, walked around the bed and strattled his face, lowering her pussy to his lips. He dove in, using his hands to spread her as wide open as she could remember. Even before she felt his tongue, just being so openly exposed to a stranger was making her come.

She grabbed his wet cock, which she described as more thick than long, and again took him in, until her nose was poking his balls. On the upstroke, she looked toward the door and there stood our friend who had come with us. He had seen the man follow my wife and had decided to come be sure she was alright. He was jacking his now hard cock, watching as she took the man's organ deep down her throat. She began to come all over the man's face, and saw our friend shoot his come onto the floor, just as jets of come went down her throat, faster than she could swallow. It was all over in a moment, and my wife rolled off the stranger who thanked her for a wonderful memory, and then walked downstairs.

Our friend came in the bedroom, and asked if she was ok. She told him what the stranger had told her about his late wife, and they agreed to keep quiet about it, although he did hint that he would love a blowjob sometime. They grabbed books and went back downstairs. As they left the house to go towards the pool, they saw the stranger as he approached the tennis court. A blonde lady in her early 40's came over and asked him "where the hell have you been? We have been looking for you." Just then two teenage children came over, one calling him "Dad" and they walked away toward the snack bar. My wife told our friend that she felt like a fool, and was really angry at herself for being so gullible.

She told me about this about 3 years later, after making excuse after excuse why she would not go back to another nudist club. I was not upset for some reason. I was just glad that he had not forced her to have intercourse. Now you know the rest of the story.