Birthday at the Nudist Resort: Part Two

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The sun’s rays crept through the slight crack in the curtain and shined right into my face. I could see the brightness through my closed eyes. I reached over to the bedside table and grabbed my watch to look at the time. It was six-thirty and I had wished I knew the curtain had not been fully closed before hitting the bed. Brit and I obviously did not pay any attention to it not being closed because we were intensely watching a hand job.The damage had been done, however, and I was now wide awake. I looked over at Brit and she was still sleeping, but that did not surprise me; she always slept like a baby. Me, on the other hand, if there was the least bit of light, I was automatically up. So, I slung my legs off the side of the bed and through the crack in the curtain, I could see some of the other resort goers outside of it. I got up and peeked through it. There was a guy stretching. I could tell that he was athletic, and was going for a run since he was completely shaved. As he stretched his back, his soft cock hung there naturally. I knew it had to slap him as he ran. Then there was this one woman standing just outside her room door smoking a cigarette. It was obvious she stayed nude more than just visiting here. Her breasts hung lower than what looked her age. I watched her smash out the cigarette and walk back into her room.Brit was still in the same position and I did not want to waste istanbul travesti time just watching out the window, so I decided to take a shower. I was in the confines of our room, so I slipped off my night shirt, threw it on the bed, and walked to the shower naked.I started the water, let the steam from the hot water fill the room, then finally stepped inside. The hot water felt good on my skin. I soaped up the sponge and ran it all over my nakedness. As I did, thinking about where I was entered my mind. I was at a nude resort I reminded myself. I was already naked in the shower also. After seeing what I saw in the evening and this morning, and that every visitor was in their natural form, it would be stupid not to stay naked. Somehow, the thought excited me. Yes, it was time to break away from my reserved side. I was going to enter the world of nudism.After drying myself off, I exited the bathroom and found Brit looking out the window. She did not hear me come out, so I said, “Wasn’t much out there earlier when I looked.”Brit turned around and said, “Still nothing, but they are setting up breakfast on the patio around the pool.”“Good, I’m hungry!” I said.“Yeah, I am too. They are still setting it up, so I have time to take a quick shower also,” Brit answered.She headed to the shower and while she was in there, I brushed my wet hair and decided to test my strength. I went istanbul travestileri over to the door, put my hand on the knob, and a feeling of excitement entered me. It was an exhilarating feeling. One of those feelings where you wanted something so bad. I could not believe it, but I wanted to show off my naked body. And to think I did not want to before.My hand turned the knob, the door opened, and I stepped out onto the concrete, bare as can be. I took a couple of steps forward and let the breeze blow over my just showered nude body for anyone to see. I closed my eyes and felt it sweep over every one of my young curves. It felt like paradise.“The breeze feels good on your naked body doesn’t it?” I was startled as I heard a male’s voice.I opened my eyes and turned to him. He, too, was naked and I said, “It sure does. Very refreshing.”“Yes, it is so wonderful to be one with nature,” he answered.I actually could not help but look him over and I knew he saw me glancing. He was fit and at least twenty-five years old. He was tall, at least six foot three and his tan told me that he spent a great deal of time outside naked. It could not just always be at this resort, or so I thought. “This is your first time at a nude resort, isn’t it?” He asked and smiled.I actually turned red. I could feel the blush enter my face. I looked at him and gave him a puppy dog smile, and asked, travesti istanbul “Yes, how could you tell?”“Two ways actually. Your eyes looked me over and well, you have tan lines,” he said and gave a slight laugh.Tan lines. Damn. I never even thought about my tan lines. Geez, how could I have been so stupid. At least I would not be the only one with them. I was glad that Brit had them too. “You caught me looking. God, now I feel so embarrassed. The tan lines, well, where I come from, we can’t go naked,” I said, trying to make some kind of excuse. It really was not an excuse. It was the truth. “No need to be embarrassed. I am used to it every time someone new visits the resort. It’s a very common thing. Well, I better get back to work. It was nice to chat with a newbie!” He exclaimed and started to walk off into the direction of the breakfast smorgasbord.I yelled, “You work here then?”He kept walking and looked back to me and said, “Yes, I am the chef and the masseuse! Have something to eat and then come see me at the massage parlor later! I’d love to give you a massage!”I smiled as he kept walking and I could not help but wonder what it would feel like to have his hands all over me. It seems I was leaving the reserved side of myself somewhere else.I turned to go back in the room and wait for Brit, but as I turned, she was already standing there behind me, naked herself, with her hand over her mouth, laughing behind it. Again, I turned red.“Well, Sam, it sure did not take you long to come out of your shell! Standing naked outside and already cavorting with the visitors!” Brit said as she walked up to me and grabbed my arm.“He isn’t a visitor.

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