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This past weekend, the two couples that we used to go to nudist clubs with stayed at our home Friday and Saturday nights. They went to a Friday evening wedding in a nearby town, and came to visit us afterward.

It was clearly too cold to go outdoors nude, and all of us are now over 60, but we had a great time remembering old times, including many of the stories I have told here. They did remember one event my wife and I had forgotten, an open house at a favorite nudist club we enjoyed visiting.

Nudist clubs will have an "open house" for any adults that want to visit for a day. These people do not have to disrobe, just come to see the facilities, swim in the pool, play tennis, and see that this is a great place to visit, and hopefully join. Members are warned weeks ahead that this day is coming, and those who do not want outsiders to see them in the buff stay away. Some clubs require couples only, others its just adults only.

Some people, like the 6 of us, did not know about the open house when we visited, driving almost 200 miles to get there.
We arrived on Friday night, got our usual rooms and woke up early for breakfast. By about mid-morning, there were probably 40 nudists of all ages and shapes, and an equal number of visitors fully dressed (mostly shorts and tops or in some cases, swim suits) wandering around. There were definitely more men than women. A few of the visiting ladies went topless, but most didn't. Our three wives were in their 30's, and just about as attractive as any nudist there that day, and they got a lot of attention. By mid-afternoon, there had to be over 120 people there with nudists being the minority.

My wife does not mind men looking, or staring most of the time but the other two ladies were uncomfortable and were urging us to leave early but we "swinging dicks"(our team name) prevailed because we wanted to play in a tennis tournament that was going on. The girls stayed around the pool--often in the pool----although I saw my wife laying out by the pool offering anyone who wanted a look at all her attributes a great view, especially when she lathered herself in oily sun tan lotion. Cameras were absolutely forbidden but I am always doubtful. Even back then, there were small cameras available and if you were wearing clothes, you could keep it hidden.

Betty said she went into the showers and found a thin, Barney Fife type standing nude with a towel over his privates, just inside the door. She was nude and asked if he was new there. He was, and had never been to a nudist camp before. In addition, he was by himself supposedly because his girlfriend had to work. She asked why he didn't go out and swim and enjoy himself and he said he couldn't. After a modest amount of urging, he showed her a decent sized erection that he had been hiding under the towel. She suggested he go relieve himself, but he was concerned someone---another man---might walk in on him if he went into the men's toilet. The shower was for both sexes.

Long story short, she had him---with his privates covered by a balled up towel--follow her to a more secluded area of the club. She stood in a clearing in easy sight of the pool and tennis courts, and told him to go into the woods and take care of himself. She talked to him, posed a bit as he requested by fingering herself with her back to the pool. After ten minutes or so he came out of the woods red-faced and with the towel on his arm and his manhood dangling instead of standing.

All three women told us that they got touched or openly felt up in the pool by the visitors who evidently believed that if you were nude you were available for groping. The other two wives said that is why they wanted to leave---they could either stay in the sun and have men stare, or they could get in the pool and get felt up. None of the husbands knew. We knew men were looking but we didn't mind. My wife laughed when she heard this and told them not to worry about getting touched, worry about when men don't want to touch any more. She told the assembled group that she never dated that many men before me, but as a nudist who liked to swim, she learned that some men know what they are doing with their fingers, and do it very well, and others don't have a clue. Those that did it well, she stayed and enjoyed it, others she swam away from or got out of the pool. As we have told in our earlier posts, a couple of times in the pool, male nudists were able to slip their cocks in her, too, but not for long under water.

After dinner and a few drinks, we all got nude and I was pleasantly surprised. We were all heavier without a doubt but for six adults over 60, we looked good (in a relative sense, that is). We did a little touching and tickling, but nothing serious when Rob brought up how my wife and I showed him and his wife, Betty, how to have anal sex. That started a discussion, and soon it was clear my wife was the only one who allowed it. The other husband complained that he had never had that pleasure, and soon he and Rob were asking my wife if she would allow it--again. The other wives said go ahead, and my lovely wife got on her hands and knees and I went to get our little box of pleasure. As I usually did, I started with a well lubed small vibrator in a condom, then moved up to a larger dildo, also in a condom until she was relaxed enough for a penis. My cock, sensing some fun, was up and expecting action and the two guys had their cocks in each other's wive's mouths getting ready. My wife was moaning and ready.

As he got up and put on a ribbed condom, Rob had an idea. He knew that my wife always had a fantasy about taking on three men at one time. She had never done it, but we loved to think about it.

We moved to the bedroom and I laid back on the bed. She straddled me and lowered herself on my erection, leaned forward so we were face to face, and I was very, very happy. Next, she grunted as one of the guys slowly slid his cock in her ass. His legs were touching mine, which I didn't like, but soon he was moving in and out---and I was surprised at how much it felt like our cocks were touching with only her thin membranes separating her vagina from her rectum. I was also held down by her weight and his on top of her, leaning over and feeling her breasts as he proceeded to f--k her ass. I was just laying there under her, when here comes Rob and slips his cock in my wife's open mouth. She is moving and groaning a bit but the whole experience was odd. I could see Rob's dick go in her mouth but his rythm was different than her being rocked forward and back by the guy in her butt. Rob had a hard time keeping his cock in her mouth, and not to sound too homophobic, I was staring at Rob's rocking balls only an inch or two above my eyes. To be blunt, I was just trying to keep my cock hard in her pussy, hoping she was enjoying the experience when she said for us to stop.

The anal sex felt good, she said but the rest of it was a distraction, not the fun it looks in porno films. In minutes, she was on the bed getting rammed up the rear, screaming like she always did "He's in my ass! Oh he's tearing up my ass!" while Rob and I enjoyed very talented blow jobs from the other two ladies. It was the first time Betty had done anything with me, and she was very good---but not as good as my wife. Getting a talented BJ while watching your wife have aggressive anal sex, screaming with naughty pleasure, was really fun and Betty managed to swallow a large, overdue load. Rob had come just before me in the other girls mouth, and was trying to get his cock hard quickly hoping to get in my wife's ass again. He got it up, and in my wife, but he could not come that soon back to back---but he gave it a good try, and my wife said it was good. In his hurry, he did not put a condom on, but by then she had been thoroughly reamed clean.

We had not been together--all three couples--in over 20 years, but it all went back together like no time had passed. By the way, we all three took Viagra---just so we didn't disappoint. They left the next day, and we all promised to meet again soon. My wife said that she would have never allowed that if she had not had too much champagne--but its a great memory now.