[Request] my most arousing memory...

[Fredox2]

I was about 20. I've always been turned on by the idea of being naked in front of a woman I didn't know, but I had never done so, when I came across a guide to nude beaches that listed one on a lake in a suburb of my hometown -Minneapolis. I started going down there, and realized that while there were people using the very secluded beach, no one was nude. I finally found a very secluded area where I screwed up the courage to get completely naked, knowing that while there was no one else there, there were people on the path just past the bushes and that I might be caught.

That was a giant rush, and I stripped off there a number of times, but no one ever came off the path and joined me, although every now and again young women my age would walk by, and I was fairly sure they were able to see me. Then it finally happened: a very nice looking girl, perhaps a year to two younger than me, swam up to my little secluded piece of sand while I was laying on my towel on my back, nude. She was wearing a bikini that was far more conservative than some around today, but gave a great view of her shape.

she came out of the water, smiled and greeted me then walked over and squatted down in front of me to talk. She was just at my feet, practically between my legs. I got hard as a rock and I was so excited I could barely breathe. I have no recollection of what we talked about, but I know that no mention was made of my nudity or my stiff cock. I was "leaking" a bit, and she was looking. Although she said nothing about it, she was very focused on my cock.

She stayed about five minutes, and then said goodbye and went back to the water. I came as she was swimming away.

[buddy i con]

Originally Posted by Fredox2

I was about 20... when I came across a guide to nude beaches that listed one on a lake in a suburb of my hometown -Minneapolis....

How long ago was this and which lake was it?

[Fredox2]

In the early 70's, in golden Valley behind what was then a Tupperware distribution center off of Hwy 55.

down below the Mississippi bluffs south of Lake street were another area where you could get away with more or less public nudity.

[buddy i con]

Originally Posted by Fredox2

In the early 70's, in golden Valley behind what was then a Tupperware distribution center off of Hwy 55.

down below the Mississippi bluffs south of Lake street were another area where you could get away with more or less public nudity.

It's a good story, but I was suspicious because there never was such a nudist beach in a suburb of Minneapolis. The unofficial but illegal nude beach you are referring to was where you describe it, but that is actually in Minneapolis proper. It has since been developed by the City and nudity is not allowed, and it's patrolled. These days you'll get arrested for public nudity down by the River too.

Today, the nearest place you can safely be a nudist on public land is 5 hours away at Mazo Beach in Wisconsin, where it's legal. When I finally manage to schedule a visit I hope to come back with a story or two. Maybe next year.

[TwoHappyCampers]

This was a fun thread. Maybe give it another shot.

In all of our years together, married and before, we have had a number of exciting experiences. One recent experience is really sticking with me right now. This past fall we spent the month of October in Key West, having rented an AirBnB. It was a really nice house, with a good sized patio and pool (by KW standards). The patio was bordered on two sides by sidewalks, and while there was a lot of landscaping along the fence, there were a lot of space where the patio and pool were very, very visible from the sidewalks. We were naked almost 100% of our time out back, morning, noon and night. Getting frisky outside was a regular, if not daily thing. One afternoon we were lying out on our lounge chairs, listening to music, snacks, drinks, etc. There were a number of people and couples that walked by, and every once in a while one would look in and see us, and they would stop and peek for a minute. Anyway, late afternoon my wife goes inside and comes back with jar of coconut oil, lays back down, and starts to oil herself up. So she’s diddling herself, eyes closed and going slow. I figured what the fuck, and grabbed a handful of oil, and started slow stroking myself. This went on for a while. We were watching each other, and playing off of the other, but trying to stretch the experience out the best that we could.

Anyway, we are stroking away, and I look up and there are two couples younger than us, watching us from the fence and whispering between each other. I told my wife that we had an audience, expecting her to stop, run inside, cover up, etc. Instead, she tells me that she isn’t stopping now, and goes all in. She’s knuckles deep, with two fingers banging away at her pussy. I’m extra excited now, and picking up my pace as well. She starts climaxing, head thrown back, and howling loudly. I start going off like an oil well, cum flying everywhere. We’re both spent, and chill. Our new best friends at the fence are clapping and cheering. We waved, said thank you, and raised a glass to them. Very, very satisfied.

I guess that the exciting part for me is that my wife and I are closet nudist. Our friends and family do not know. But we are in no way exhibitionist. We have been seen or caught on occasion, but didn’t really know it until after the fact. This was really, really out of character for my wife, and really, really exciting for me. Now she kind of plays it down and no big deal, and they could really see anything. Let me tell you, those people saw EVERYTHING. Every fold of skin of her pussy, every plunge of her fingers, every stroke of my cock, every shot of cum, everything.

[JonScores]

My wife and I had agreed to go visit with some friends for a couple of nights. We had known them for a number of years, but had never gotten sexual with them. We started out on a Friday afternoon drinking and talking. Then we had a great bar-b-que dinner. After dinner, we all got in their hot tub nude. It wasn't long after an entire afternoon and part of an evening drinking that the hands were grabbing one another under the water. We kept drinking and finally all decided that we were becoming a little too pruned from being in the water so long. We got out and stayed nude. My wife and the other guy's wife, Wanda, started making out. After they both got really heated up, Wanda, said, "Wow, your wife is a great kisser." My wife said, "You ought to kiss my husband, because he is really good, too." With that, my wife pushed Wanda and I together. I gave her a deep tongue kiss for a goodly number of minutes. When we came up for air, she told my wife that she was right that I could really kiss. She asked if I could give her another one. My wife agreed. Then Wanda's husband, Larry, said, "I need to get in on this." My wife turned her attention to Larry and started giving him a big lip lock. In the meantime, I was passionately kissing Wanda. My hands started flowing over her entire body. She was getting hotter and hotter. Then I noted that Larry had moved his hands down to my wife's pussy and was massaging it to her delight. I moved into Wanda's cavern. Both women were moaning and getting off on the vaginal stimulation. Eventually, unbeknownst to me, my wife was getting it doggy style from Larry as she leaned over the back of the sofa. I just continued finger fucking Wanda. Then my wife started giving Larry a great lap dance while he sat at the kitchen table. She was going wild over the guy and bouncing up and down on his erect member and getting felt off from front and rear. One minute, she was facing him, while the next she was pushing her ass into his lap from the opposite side. Finally, she took all she could and passed out nude and exhausted on their sofa. He said, "Man, your wife can really kiss!" I added. "And really fuck, too!"

[charismatic]

Originally Posted by smaffe1

Ann tells me to get comfortable on the bed. So I take my boxers off, and set with my back against the headboard.

Ann usually sits Indian style at the foot of our bed, tying her hair back.

I spread my legs so she can crawl between.

After her hair is tied back, Ann crawls up to my chest. She makes a trail of kisses from my neck to my cock.

Ann pecks around the head, precum sticking to her lips. She licks her lips clean before lapping up more precum.
There is a moment when she comments on how much there was. Then, she sucks on my tip, pulling out what’s left.

Ann knows the real prize is still in my balls. This may take a while, so she gets comfortable.

Ann’s naked body lays prostrate across the bed, her head shielding my cock from sight. .

I love when she buries her head in my lap, mouth full of cock. Then, she backs up, and lets her head fall on my cock once again. I can hear a squish as my tip reaches the back of her throat. She backs out, and once again, falls on my cock.

Then, I rock my hips some, Churning slowly in and out, massaging my cock with the back of her throat. Her head is in my hands now.

Some of my greatest climaxes have happened in her mouth. She’s had me pinned to the bed, her mouth full of cock as I cumming and jerking around.

My wife will rock my cock in her mouth until my pulsing has subsided. Then, she wrings me out, French kissing the tip. She cleans me with her saliva.

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[wifester]

I was the usher to my older female cousin's wedding when I was in high school. I was a shy, baby-faced 18-year-old when I was asked by my cousin. She was 12 years older than me, but we were pretty close since she was my go-to babysitter growing up and always felt more like a "cool aunt" to me than a cousin.

At her wedding she asked me to be the gopher for her and her bridesmaids. So I had to be there dressed and ready at 8am (almost 5 hours before the ceremony even started). I had to pickup donuts from a bakery in the morning and deli sandwiches a few hours later. And in between I had to go to the cars and grab anything that my cousin (the bride) or any of her bridesmaids needed me to get. As well as finding people and communicating messages.

So we're all in the big church and most of the guests aren't there yet. My mom warned me to be courteous and respectful of the bridemaids' privacy if I'm going in and out of the room they are getting ready in. So for the first two hours I'd be sitting outside of the room waiting for one of the girls to ask me for a favor.

But after a fetching everyone's bags, dresses and coolers, the bridesmaids all invited me to hang out in the room so they didn't have to open the door to ask me something. So I went in and hung out inside the bridesmaids' changing room - which was a church conference room with a bathroom / mini lockeroom attached.

And this time period also happened to be when the bridesmaids are all getting ready and changed into their dresses. They were curling their hair in their bra and underwear and just letting me watch without a care in the world. The only bridesmaid who was already and dressed was the bride's older sister (also my cousin) and she made a quick remark like, "they're giving you a good show."

So I'm this 18-year-old who's barely seen or touched a girl before. And all my cousin's hot 30-something-year-old friend's are just casually walking around in bra and panties for a good half hour. I was even asked to zip up some of the dresses when they put them on. And the only time I left was when my cousin was putting on the bride's dress and they wanted to take pictures so I wasn't accidently in the background of one of those photos.

It was by far the most memorable and arousing memory I have.

[Curiouscouple2469]

Had a Similar situation (posted here somewhere) of a late 20 something newly divorced neighbour that my gf babysat for She would get ready for her Friday night dates and my gf and I would chat with her. I was a little younger but just as interested watching for the nip slips and gaping housecoat… Hot!

[DiegoJames]

They say you 'never forget your first time'. Generally, this means the details surrounding your loss of virginity.

Mine was memorable, in that context, if little more than three thrusts and then cumming.

I'd seen breasts before, even seen a couple of fannies (UK definition), all covered with wild, untrimmed forests of beautiful pubic hair (which I still love to see, touch and taste). However, I was still a virgin and had started dating this girl. Back in the mid-70s sex was something you led up to, I believed, rather than fucking on a first date. So we'd done the meal out date thing, the cinema date thing, the walk of a summer evening date thing, and got to the the fumbling in a dark car park thing.

But this was the night her parents went out to meet friends, a Sunday evening, when we two teens were going to be trusted not to misbehave when left alone. At this time I thought she was a virgin - i turned out to be her fourth- and already had a bit of a track record in misbehaving on a Sunday evening.

To cut a long story short, we had caressed and canoodled to the top of the stairs in her house, by which time I had her shirt unbuttoned, large breasts heaving under a lacy bra. The top of her jeans was now unbuttoned and unzipped too, and in the summer evening's sun I could see pubic hair peeping out over the top of very small matching knickers.

I'm circumcised (for health reasons: phimosis) which is a bit of a rarity in the UK, and I'd eventually discover that girls were willing to drop their knickers just to see 'something different' to what they were used to: uncut guys. My penile profile was, I guess, fairly common knowledge, and I found Carol was particularly anxious to see, touch, taste and experience a cut cock.

It was possibly one of the main reasons I now found myself at the top of the stairs in her parents' house, our shirts now both off, and me undoing the clasp of her bra.

In the context of this thread, the arousing memory is of her large breasts spilling out of the bra as I took it off, and then hungrily sucking her nipples. An image burned into my memory.

Of course, to carry the story on through to its obvious conclusion, not too many minutes later we were both naked, still at the top of the stairs, my fingers stroking their way through a mound of pubic hair and wet lips, as she took a more 'scientific' approach to my rock-hard cut cock, examining it for some time before briefly taking it in her mouth.

And not too many minutes after that I sank my cock deep into her and came rather quickly. First time, and all that.

I've had many better and more memorable and satisfying sexual experiences since, of course. Losing my virginity was, like it is for all of us, fantastic. But despite the 'first time' element of it, those breasts falling from her bra and into my hands and mouth remains a far more memorable arousing memory than the process of popping my cherry.

Being circumcised and therefore somehow 'different' to my peer group had been a little embarrassing up to this point, with all of that 'here comes the roundhead' type jokes when we'd showered after PE class. However, I can honestly say that being that little bit different was to lead me to get laid many times, simply because girls weren't familiar with that type of cock. And when we'd all got a little more experienced, with blow jobs now an essential part of the sexual experience, many women would tell me that they much preferred to suck on a circumcised dick than an uncut one, with several saying that a cut cock looks 'prettier'.

Many sexual experiences followed, of course, and a circumcised cock was often the magic key to them, something that I imagine many guys where the practice is commonplace would not have.

But despite all of them, and some truly fabulous nights of sex, the most arousing memory is of those breasts hanging, invitingly, to my hands and mouth.