6 comments/ 23061 views/ 12 favorites Episodes From My Nudist Experience 01 By: yonekhadvash This is the beginning of a collection of episodes that happened in my life. Mainly nude in public, voyeuristic and exhibitionist episodes. I hope you enjoy reading as much as I enjoyed having them. * It was one of the first times, that I had the courage to sunbathe nude on a clothing optional beach. I was expecting to have a relaxed nude afternoon on my own. When I got to the beach, I spread my towel on the soft white sand, just a few steps from the water, and scouted the beach. It wasn't crowded. About half of the people were naked, and some women were topless. Besides the nudity that excited me, the atmosphere was relaxed and easy going. I was getting more at ease with my nudity, though part of the people on the beach were textiles. Each time spent nude on the beach, I was progressing to become more comfortable with my naked body. I was lying on my back, reading a book, but also monitoring the nudist activity. Suddenly, through the corner of my eye, I saw two young women in their mid twenties, walking in my direction. They were scouting the semi crowded beach for a place to spread their towels. Finally, they settled down no more than three meters from me. I waved them a friendly hello, and got a double smile back, followed by their eyes absorbing the fact I was stitch-less nude. I hoped they would remove their bikinis and get naked. Well, to my disappointment, they didn't. It was a new experience for me, having clothed females close to me while I was totally exposed to their eyes. They certainly eyed me. They tried to hide it at the beginning, but very soon they were looking at me, especially at my genitals, without shame. Meanwhile they were talking to each other softly, so I couldn't hear what they were talking about. I felt a rush of excitement radiating all over my body, but it was strongest in my balls and cock. My balls who hanged low in the warm sun, started to move in their sac. At that period of my life (I was 28 at the time), I used to shave my balls, and around the base of my cock, and trimmed the rest of my pubic hair below my belly button. I was quite sure the women could see the wavy movement of my testicles inside the exposed hairless scrotum. What added more to my embarrassment, was that my cock started to inflate to half mast. Honestly, I tried thinking about non sexy things, but salvation did not come. A man's cock has a life of its own. My cock started to move, twitching once in a while without me being able to control its movement. The first panicked thought that crossed my mind was to cover my genitals with a towel. The last thing I needed was that people on the beach, especially these women, will think I am a pervert and give me a wide berth. After a few seconds of hectic thinking, I decided this act would be a proof that I was getting sexually excited by their gaze. The decision made was to act nonchalantly, not even turn on my belly to hide my genitals. At least, not now! I was spying them through my dark sunglasses. One of them had a dirty blond hair and a nice very tanned body. I liked her looks. Her friend had a curly dark hair. She was thinner and taller than her blond friend. She looked OK, but was less attractive to me. They didn't stop staring at my genital area, which made me suspect they were playing some type of game with me, but I wasn't sure. With the time passing, I started feeling more comfortable with my mildly excited state, and even begun to enjoy the looks I was getting. The tingling in my crotch area was spreading to more and more remote parts of my body. I was getting hot and sweaty. I thought a cool dip in the calm sea will make me feel better, maybe even improve my semi excited state. I rose to my feet and stretched my body facing the two women. I deliberately pushed my pelvis forward twitching my cock and scrotum on purpose. I covered the short distance to the women, using strides that made my semi inflated cock and balls sway exaggeratedly. In a split second, I understood I did the right thing. Their eyes got fixed on my genitals, forgetting the rest of the nude male body that surrounded my sex organs. "Hi, My name is Danny. Since we are neighbors for the time being, would you care keeping an eye on my things, while I'm gone for a swim?" "With pleasure. My name is Ann." "I am Sara. Pleased to meet you," said her friend. They didn't look me in the eyes. They were talking to my cock which nodded its now enlarged purple head towards them. "I won't be long," I promised. "Enjoy the water and beware of the Medusa. We wouldn't like to see you burn in the wrong places," Said Ann, winking at my cock. I blushed in an instant. She got me! I thought that by making my move I was regaining control over the situation, but Ann had turned it upside down. Fuck! I thanked them and went into the water to chill myself. I spent some time swimming fast to reduce my excitement. Than, I floated on my back enjoying the gentle movement of my balls and cock in the water. It's a lot of fun being nude in the water. A big difference made by removing a little piece of fabric! I went out of the water back to where Ann and Sara were lying. They were lying on their backs, my towel spread between theirs. For sure, they cook something, I made a mental note to myself, but decided to have fun and go along with them. "We thought you'll be more comfortable here with us," Ann explained the new sunbathing arrangement. "Thank you, It is nice of you," I replied. "You're welcome" said Ann, "A young handsome man like you, shouldn't be left unattended! We may lose you to other women. I don't know if you paid attention, but we are not the only ones who stare at your cock at this beach," said Ann. I blushed deeply again at the baldness of Ann and the two women definitely saw my embarrassment, which made them smile in return. I laid myself on the towel lying on my back as they were, lightly touching them with my nakedness. This feather touch re inflated my cock, sending waves of warmth and renewed excitement to my whole body. My cock changed position from hanging between my thighs downward, partly covering my balls to lying almost fully erect on my belly, hiding my belly button under its dark inflated mushroom. Sara offered to apply some sunscreen lotion on my body. "Thank you, I'd like that." I answered with anticipation. Sara and Ann rose to sitting position and started to apply sunscreen lotion on my body. They worked simultaneously starting from my face, going down to my shoulders and arms, then my chest. The two women played with my nipples. It was a new sensation I haven't felt before. Each time they tweaked my nipples, I felt a pleasant electric like current going straight from my nipples to my cock. The reaction was immediate and my cock left its contact with my belly button and assumed a more perpendicular angle, not touch­ing my belly anymore. Here I was with 2 women I just met who were stimulating me on a public beach to full erection without even touching my cock. It felt so embarrassingly wrong! It is totally unacceptable to have an erection on a public beach, especially while one being naked. On the other hand the new sensation was so exciting I couldn't resist. "This is so wrong", I mumbled weakly. I didn't offer any physical resistance to the increasing assault on my nipples and the stiffening reaction of my now rock hard erect shaft, twitching more and more with­out control. Besides, I was fully exposed to the people on the beach. "Sara, our new friend is being very naughty. We didn't even touch his manhood and look how stiff he became! Oh! And he drips from this big eye in his cock!" said Ann. "Naughty is an understatement" said Sara and giggled, but she didn't stop assaulting my left nipple. "If you do not quit soon, I am going to cum. Please stop," I begged for mercy. The women looked at each other, than at my dripping hardness and seconds later the sweet torture stopped. They continued applying the sunscreen lotion to my belly, avoiding direct contact with my stiff cock. Instead, they stretched the skin on my belly from side to side causing my erection to sway with the movement of my skin. Than they moved to the sides of my pelvis and continued, thank god, unevent­fully on the outer side of my thighs and legs. Then, they started coming back on the inner side of my legs and thighs . Simultaneously, they spread my legs, to gain more freedom to work on my inner legs. The result was increased exposure of my genitals to the public. I was already in a state where I couldn't resist any more, so I let the girls have their way with me. The more they came up my legs, I started to worry. This couple is not innocent! They probably have something tricky on their mind. Again, I did not have the strength to resist. It was so good, so sexually exciting, and so wrong. I was anticipating another assault on my genitals and I didn't have to wait very long. When Sara and Ann passed my knees and started working on my inner thighs, they both bent their heads and let their hair hang downward. They started moving their heads and their hairs started brushing my scrotum and cock. At first it felt innocent and harmless, but as this light brushing continued it started to stimulate me and tickle more and more till I couldn't stay still and started to move under the feather touch. Sara and Ann squeezed my pelvis and thighs with their bodies from both sides so I couldn't move the center of my body. This created an even heightened sensation in my genitals and my cock started to twitch again, my scrotum tightening, pushing my balls upwards into my belly. My cock started dripping again. Suddenly I felt a wet tongue on my cock's eye for just a split second. This almost made me cum and It took all my will power to stop me from ejaculating in public. "Shit!" Ann said, "I didn't know you are that close. No more playing with you!" The tickling of their hair decreased and the two turned their backs to the water facing me from the thighs looking to my face trying to be close to each other. This change of position hid my pelvis from the beach goers. Than they poured some lotion on my scrotum and cock and started to work the lotion into my skin. I couldn't see who was doing what, but there were two soft palms massaging my balls, getting my scrotum soft and relaxed again after the tickling it suffered earlier. The two palms working on my shaft were moving expertly and to my surprise avoiding the sensitive head. "Thank you for not making me cum" I mumbled. "You are welcome to cum anytime you want" said Ann. The women released me from their body grip and I sat up hiding my erection between my thighs and thanked them for the treatment. I looked at them and saw that their bikini bottoms were soaking wet. "I could hardly resisted fucking you right here and now, if that is what you wonder" Sara read my mind and Ann joined her with a deep sigh. "Danny, we are not finished with you yet. Turn over, we still have to do your back side" Ann said. I turned on my front side and made a niche in the towel to fit my cock so it wouldn't hurt. I made my­self comfortable, this time spreading my legs on my own will. The women started applying the lotion on my back and my legs, saving my ass cheeks for last. When they reached my ass they covered it efficiently not forgetting to spread open my ass and massaging the cleft and my anus. One finger probed my ass hole discreetly and I stiffened with a shriek, while another hand cupped my balls and gently massaged them. When finished, they both laid on their backs touching with their bodies the full length of mine. A short while later I felt a hand on both sides of me reaching under my body to grip my still very hard and throbbing shaft. One hand was moving further till it took hold of my scrotum, squeezing my balls without in­flicting any pain. My balls were full and waiting for this kind of treatment. I needed the release. The hand on my cock started to move in wonderful ways. Not just in and out, but very playfully, creating new paths of ecstasy, while studying my cock and its veins and ridges. I started moaning into the towel, slightly thrusting in and out of the hand gripping me, so nobody look­ing from my back could notice the masturbation going on. The hands were getting me closer and closer to my climax. I felt my scrotum starting to contract under the gentle grip of the palm that was squeezing it. My cock hardened like blue steel and my ass contracted as the explosion came and I flooded the hand and the towel beneath me with a gallon of semen. I dosed off for a while, the women joining me on each side on their front side. When I came back to myself, I started a journey of my hands under their bodies getting into their bikini bottoms, reaching their cunts. They were both very wet and slippery and helping. "You should have get naked" I said to them. "too late now. Just fuck us with your fingers. We were waiting too long" said Ann. So I let my fingers do the pleasure. They came hard and fast. They needed another orgasm, which I, very willingly, helped them achieve. Later on, we went into the water to wash ourselves and got to know each other in non sexual ways. I dated Ann for several months, Sara joining us once in a while in and out of bed. * I'd love to read your comments. This is what motivates me to write. If you like it please do not keep it to yourself. If you don't, at least be polite. Thank you for spending your time reading my story. Episodes From My Nudist Experience 02 Alone at the beach Though this story can be read as a stand alone, it is better to read chapter 01 first, so you can get the whole background. This episode happened in the early 80's, before we knew about AIDS. PLEASE, always have protected sex, and do not forget to enjoy yourselves. ***** I called Ann to see whether she was able and willing to join me for a day at the beach, and got a happy, positive answer. I quickly packed some water and some food for the day, an old sheet to spread on the soft sand, a towel, a hat and a bottle of sunscreen. I didn't pack my swim-wear as we were going to Gaash nude beach, North of Tel Aviv, our favorite. I put on my thinnest running tights (no underwear), and a T shirt, and off I drove to pick her. When I got to her place, she was already out waiting for me, wearing a pareo. With the sun coming from her back side it was clear there was nothing in between her tanned skin and the cloth wrapping her. Very sexy! Ann got into the car and we kissed each other. "I like the way you dress," I said and playfully pinched her left nipple. "Looking sexy today," Ann said and brushed my semi hard cock, that was visible through the thin cladding Lycra, with her palm. The half hour ride to the beach passed quickly. As it was mid week the parking lot was deserted. "We are all alone on the beach today," said Ann and took off her pareo. She was stark naked and beautiful. Her nipples reacted to the cool morning breeze and became hard instantly, adding to her sexy look. I joined her nakedness, undressing quickly exposing my equally tanned body to the breeze and sun. Ann held my balls and cock with her hands and massaged them. "You know, you should keep your cock semi erect all the time. It is much nicer this way." I slapped her ass, leaving a red mark on her skin. She just laughed and grabbed my hand as we started to walk naked towards the beach. We walked along the water edge till we got to a secluded part of the beach. It had some fallen rocks from the cliff, among which one could have some privacy . There was nobody else on the beach, so actually there was no need to hide among the rocks, but it gave us a sense of protection, like lying in a swinging hummock that protects you from falling. We spread our sheet and towels and took out suntan oil. Ann started to apply the suntan oil on herself and I massaged oil on her body parts that were hard to reach. I took my time applying the oil on her back, ass chicks and the cleft between them. Ann opened her ass to me with both her hands and I massaged the oil into her rose bud till she started moaning, than I moved further to oil her vulva, not forgetting to tease her engorged clit till she almost came, but stopped before she did. "You are a bad boy!" she moaned. "There's plenty of time today," I said, "Besides, I need to to be oiled as well." I started to oil myself and Ann joined oiling me, legs first, then my balls and cock, till I got very hard, almost ejaculating. "that's for denying me an orgasm. Now turn on your front, and find a place for your impressive dick. We don't want it ruined before I get it into servicing me." I turned, now lying on my front, and slightly spread my legs. Ann playfully rubbed oil on my back, than back of my legs and thighs. When she got to my ass, she took her time and did a very thorough job. She kept oiling the crevice between my ass cheeks, especially my anus till I totally relaxed. Then her finger entered easily my anus, till she found my prostate gland and started a heavenly torture. Ann made my cock pulse continuously, discharging drops of semen without control, like I was a toy in her hand. Then, her finger drew out suddenly. "Let's go into the water. That will cool you a bit." Ann helped me turn on my back and pulled my hands, helping me getting on my feet. I was standing facing Ann with a rock hard erection and a coated crown with pre-cum. Ann didn't hesitate, bent down and took my cock head into her mouth and licked it quickly. "I like the way you taste, but the water is waiting for us." She took my hand and pulled me into the warm Mediterranean water. We swam and played like innocent children in the water, but unlike an innocent child, I displayed a raging hard on. Ann, spotting my erection, closed the distance on me and embraced me, locking my cock between her thighs and cunt lips. "Will you fuck me?" she asked. "I thought you'll never ask." I answered. Ann put her arms around my neck, then lifted her thighs and locked her legs around my waist. I supported her ass with my hands and lowered her till my cock felt her opened cunt. Then I let gravity take care of us, as my cock entered her in one fluid movement, till I felt the pressure of her cervix. There was no need to go slow. We both saw it in each other eyes, and felt it in the tremor of our muscles that we both needed a quick, intense release. We literally banged each other, speeding up on a one way route to our much needed and delayed orgasm. Each time my cock rubbed her G spot, she let out a yelp, that became louder and louder as our raw fucking continued. She instinctively was tilting her pelvis to get more friction on her G spot, helping me helping her on her way to heaven. I was getting lost in my lust and was screwing her wildly with all the power I could deliver through my pelvis. It sure pleased Ann and I felt I was losing control, becoming an automatic fuck machine. Suddenly Ann emitted a loud cry and started to contract her body and cunt muscles,clasping my body with her hands and thighs, and my cock was locked deep inside her without being able to move. Her cunt spasms were all I needed, and I soon joined her orgasm with a wild one of my own. I felt weak in my legs and seconds later collapsed with Ann in my arms into the water. We had to disengage and emerged from the water laughing hysterically. We kissed and hugged, congratulating each other on having such an impressive orgasm. We went out of the water and laid ourselves on the sheet in our "private" spot close to the water. Ann was lying on her back, her front side absorbing the heat of the sun, resting from the energetic and heavenly sex we've just experienced together. I was lying on my side, facing her. We smiled at each other. Ann grabbed my left hand and guided it to rest on and cup her cunt lips, as if to protect her from the world. "I want to share something very private with you, Danny." She looked me in the eyes, and when I nodded in assurance she continued: "I got my divorce a bit more than a year ago. I married young at the age of 19. My ex pressed me to get married. He didn't want to wait and get to know each other longer, before we make a commitment. I had great sex with him before we married and love was blinding me. I had sex with several guys before I met my ex and felt very free with them. I enjoyed discovering my sexuality. I liked men and I trusted them, so I didn't fear getting married. About a week after we got married, my ex started to abuse and humiliate me. A few months into our marriage I found the courage to demand him to learn to behave himself and treat me like a wife, a lover, a friend and a partner. He got furious and hit me. I moved out immediately and filed for a divorce. I didn't go to the police. My family helped a lot and the divorce arrived quickly. Since my divorce, I couldn't trust men and I did not have sex, except with myself, when I felt the need. When we first met on the nude beach, me and Sara were clothed and you were naked. I suddenly felt I was in control of the situation. You were exposed and at the time, I equaled being nude with being exposed and vulnerable. Vulnerable to nasty remarks from the public, physically exposed to the elements. Then, I could not see that one can be naked in front of people, especially clothed people, and still feel secure and not vulnerable. "So, since I felt in power and Sara was with me, I was able to touch a naked man and not fear getting hurt again. Later when we had sex and I enjoyed your touch, I started to feel more secure with you. But there was something missing, there was still a barrier in me. Today, when we had sex in the water, I felt so free, and that barrier was broken when you brought me to that wild orgasm." Ann turned and looked me in the eyes. She was shedding tears and all I could do was taking her into my arms and wrapping her with my body to make her feel safe with me. She was crying for a while, then stopped and soon after, she fell asleep like a baby. I didn't dare moving and kept my body protecting her till she woke up about half an hour later with a sweet shy and very sexy smile. "Thank you for trusting me," I said. "I am also having my suitcase, so to speak, full of events in my life. You know I am also divorced since about two years ago. What I did not tell you, is that I felt betrayed by my ex. Not because she had sex with other men. That we discussed before we got married and agreed that it won't be a cause to break our future marriage. I felt betrayed by her, because when I needed her to support me, she was busy dating someone else, not true to our agreement to always respect that we are "number one". That pissed me off. Since then I partly lost my confidence in women. I felt I needed to take revenge, so I was jumping from bed to bed, deserting good women, who trusted me and opened their bodies and soul to me. With you, I felt something different. Probably because you just wanted to live in the present, like I do. I am not ready to have a long term relationship right now, as I still feel I am in the "cleaning phase" after my divorce. I need my catharsis through sex in order to recover. You helped me a lot to reach the end of this process." Ann kissed and hugged me. "Make love to me. Gently now." she said. "I love to. Turn your back to me. Please." I answered. Ann obeyed me and turned her back towards me, pulling herself close to make full contact with me. I pushed her hair to one side and started earnestly licking her neck and sucking on her earlobe. I let her suck one of my fingers, which she did, like it was a phallus. I took my time, real slow this time. She purred like a kitten and pushed her ass onto my hardening cock. I pushed back and added my hands to the sexy game we were having. I let my hands explore her full breasts, taking good care to make her nipples rock hard and stay like that. A long while later I slid my left hand from her breast and moved slowly to feel the left side of her buttock, then finding my way to the slit between her buttocks. I stopped on her rose bud. My finger was too dry to start exploring her sensitive orifice. I took my hand off and coated it with my saliva. I continued exploring her anus, feeling it got softer and more relaxed, the longer I explored. "I would love to take your cock in my ass, If you are into anal. It can drive me crazy." Ann said. "I'd love to honor your ass. Thanks for letting me know. I do like some ass fucking once in a while." I answered her lovingly. I went on reaming her ass hole, dilating it with one, then two fingers. Once satisfied, I moved my hand and grabbed my hard pole and started to explore her cunt slit with my cock, getting it well lubricated with her dripping cunt. Ann tried to shove me inside her, but I just wanted to explore her slit only with the crown of my cock. When she understood it, she stopped trying to get me into her and started squeezing my cock with her outer cunt muscles, giving me a welcome treatment. Each time when I reached the front of her cunt slit, Ann made sure I was pressing on her clitoris with my cock. She needed the pressure there, so I made sure to give her an extra rub with my cock to make her clit a happy one. We started to get into the rhythm of shallow penetration with increasing moaning from both of us. Her, when I rubbed her clit, and me, when she was squeezing my crown. It was time to take it a step up. I asked Ann to stand on her knees and elbows, to which she willingly obliged. I positioned myself behind her and started a slow penetration, enjoying the wet smoothness of her cunt. I slowly reached the deep end, pressing on her cervix. I had the right size of a cock to please her. When I touched her womb's orifice, my cock was driven fully inside and my balls resting on her mound. I initiated a more intense rhythm, which she reciprocated by meeting me half way, whenever I pushed myself into her cunt. My balls were hitting her mound each time I was stopped by her womb. Ann took my balls with one of her hands and started squeezing my balls whenever I reached deep into her. I was in heaven. I continued for a while with fucking her like a horny dog, but being gentle with her. After all, that's what she asked for. We were getting more and more aroused. My balls got tight at the base of my cock and Ann was getting wetter and started to have little orgasms once in a while, which increased the more we fucked. I remembered her comment about ass fucking and wanted to give this lovely woman her wish. I pulled out of her cunt, ignoring her loud protest and immediately moved to her ass hole. It wasn't difficult to get in, but I had to push slowly, not to hurt her. She squirmed, trying to help me penetrate deeper and deeper. The excitement was getting over her and she was moaning continuously, getting louder and louder the more I got deeper into her. I started to fuck her ass with much more power, fixing my empty gaze at her neck and shoulders. Suddenly Ann lifted her head upwards and I heard a sudden cry: "Holy shit! Danny, we are not alone!" I looked up and saw about six meters in front of us, two naked men holding their erect cocks in their hands, masturbating while fixing their eyes on the fucking going on in front of them. Ann turned around and asked: "Do you mind if they'll cum on me?" I was taken by surprise (I am not an orgy man), but couldn't deny her the pleasure she wanted. "Go on, ask them!" Ann signaled the men to approach, and they obliged immediately. One of them offered her his cock, which she took into her mouth and started a vigorous sucking session. Another man addressed me, asking if he can fuck me in the ass. Ann, hearing that, pulled out the cock she was sucking at and told me that since I was inside her ass, it was only fair that I would be penetrated in my ass as well. That was utterly new to me. I never had sex with a man before, but this day was about new experiences, so I nodded my head in agreement. The man positioned himself behind me, spitted on his hand, wet my ass hole and started pushing his shaft into my ass. It felt tight and a little painful, but once he passed my sphincter, I managed to relax and accommodate him. When he pushed into my ass, I pushed into Ann's, and she sucked deeper the cock that was in her mouth. The guy behind me knew how to handle ass fucking. I felt his cock pressing on my prostate, making my cock reaching extra hardness. That was giving Ann added pleasure to which she reacted with louder moans and faster sucking on the cock in her mouth. "I need a cock in my cunt!" She ordered and stopped moving. We disentangled and the man behind me lied on his back with his long cock pointing to the sky. I stood over him with my back to his face and sat myself carefully, so his cock entered my anus again. I reclined back, supporting myself on my arms as Ann sat her ass on my cock, guiding it into her anus. She ordered the man who's cock was in her mouth to approach. She guided him slowly and carefully into her cunt, and I felt his cock sliding in her next to my cock. It was getting very tight and stretched inside Ann. Adding that my ass was filled and stretched to the limit. It was wild! The friction on my cock was getting me closer and closer to my climax. My balls tightened and I was having difficulty in controlling my excitement. Ann was sweating and looked like she was possessed by a spell. She was fucking us on an overdrive, lifting and lowering herself on the two phalli that were threatening to tear her delicate membranes. The guy fucking her cunt, who had the most freedom of movement wasn't giving her a moment of rest. He was going in and out of her cunt like a piston running at top speed. The cock in my ass was pressing hard on my prostate, getting me hard and excited in a way I never imagined I would experience. Is that what women feel when they are being fucked? I couldn't think clear, as the cock in my ass was driving me crazy, making me fucking Ann's ass harder and deeper with each thrust. Suddenly, my world literally exploded. The cock in my ass erupted with such a force that I felt my rectum was being inflated. The pressure in my rectum caused me to drive my dick forcefully into Ann's rectum, my balls contracted and my cock started a series of wild spasms. I sensed a tremendous current of semen flowing through my cock, filling Ann instantly. It took her by surprise and she jerked her cunt wall on both cocks inside her. I felt the man in her cunt shoot his load into her. The pressure he created caused me to jerk again. That was when Ann lost all control and started to spasm. First her cunt walls and soon her whole body was shaking uncontrollably. In her ecstasy, she was crying and shouting non coherent sentences about God and his existence. It felt like ages till we all calmed down, bodily fluids running out of our orifices. Then, someone started laughing and all of us joined in. Moments later, we thanked each other and the two men left us. One of them covered us before he left with Ann's pareo. Smeared with female cum and semen we fell into a deep sleep, Ann hugging me from the back holding my flaccid wet dick in her warm palm. When we woke up, we washed each other in the sea and lied down again to absorb the sun rays descending slowly into the sea. I kissed Ann softly on her lips. "We are all alone on the beach." Ann said and winked. "Well, at least for the time being." I answered. Episodes From My Nudist Experience 03 The Live Model When I was a student in Jerusalem in the mid seventies, I was sharing an apartment with Etty. She was studying ceramic arts and I was going through my life science studies. She had to take complementary courses, one of which was photography. I also liked taking photos. It was my most serious hobby. It was different then. No digital cameras were existing. SLR was the norm, with mostly black and white films. It was expensive to shoot a lot of photos, so each one shot, had to be planned carefully, in order to save on expenses. I was 22 years old and Etty was 28 years old, when I had moved in. I did like her vivid and direct personality. She was also very good looking. We managed very well together in the same apartment. The common areas were kept clean and and tidy, unlike many other student apartments I had visited. Using the shower and toilettes was never discussed between us. Being a shy person with people I've recently met, I found it difficult to discuss such an intimate subject. When I get to know people, I open up, and can talk about deeply personal things. I need my time to gain more trust in the person involved. So, although I regard myself as a nudist, and would love to be nude whenever possible, I was too shy to talk about it. At least for the time being. The maximal indecency I allowed myself, was getting out of the shower with only a towel around my genitals. Etty was doing the same, only covering her breasts and genital area with a towel, when she wasn't wearing her bathrobe. I mostly didn't bother to lock the shower and toilette doors when I was naked inside. She did the same. Non of us would enter without knocking on the door and waiting for an answer. We were both meticulous on respecting each others privacy. Even getting permission to enter each other room was well kept. It was about two months after we have started sharing the apartment. One evening, while sitting in the living room, Etty asked me to show her my photos. I brought my general portfolio from my room. It contained landscapes, portraits, some city shots etc. I had another portfolio, which contained nude photography. Just kept separately, so the privacy of the models was kept intact. Etty was going over the B&W prints, commenting here and there, but mostly was very positive about my work. Suddenly she picked a photograph with a nude model in it. It was an act of negligence on my side not to have put it in the right portfolio. I apologized for that. "Don't be shy. This is a very nice shot. Only a hint of eroticism, very tasteful! Do you have more nude photos that you took?" "Are you interested in nude photography?" I asked. "Well, I have to submit a portfolio as a final work for my course. I would like to photograph the nude human form. I'll use the photos later, as a study to make ceramic sculptures." She said. "I have a whole portfolio dedicated to the nude human form." I answered. Etty asked me whether I was willing to show her my nude art work. Encouraged by our mutual interest in photographing nudes, I went to my room and brought my portfolio. Etty inspected the portfolio, looking and studying each shot very patiently. She really liked my work. She asked questions about technical matters, such as lenses used, lighting angles, filters, flash, etc. She was also very interested in how I created the atmosphere to get my models to cooperate, and brought out their personality into the two dimension B&W prints. I explained the technical matters, which was a simple task. What was more difficult to explain, was how I communicated with my models. I told her, the only way worked for me, was to work with models I knew well, and had some relationship with them. When I was kind of intimate with them, that was when I took my best shots. Etty picked another rather large print, under which was lying a brown envelope. I skipped a heartbeat. How did I forget to take it out? It contained photos of myself and an ex girlfriend of mine. There were also shots of male and female nudist friends. It was too late to stop her. Had I jumped and grabbed the envelope from her hands, it could be looked upon as me not being mature enough as a nude - art photographer. So I tried my best to remain cool. Not giving a hint how exposed and defenseless I was going to be soon. Etty took the prints out of my very private collection and started to look at them. The first were photos taken on a nudist beach with a group of my friends and myself posing for the camera. Then there were photos of me lying nude on the sand. Etty moved her eyes from the prints to look at me. "Nice photos. I see you do not have tan lines. Are you a nudist?" she addressed me. "Yes I am," I admitted shyly. "Very cool of you. I like your attitude!" She said, looking me straight into my eyes. "You have a great body. Very virile." she added, looking at the prints. Then she picked a print and froze. "This one should be displayed in an art gallery." Etty looked at me and again at the print. "Now I understand what you meant by being intimate with your models." She said in a very thoughtful manner. The print she was holding, was shot by my ex girlfriend, who was also into photography. It showed me kneeling with my left knee resting on the mattress, my ass pressing on my left heel. My right foot lies on the ground and my leg bent at the knee and hip joints. I was supporting my chin with my right hand. In a way, it resembled the Thinking Man by Rodin. There was one big difference. The photograph with me as a subject, showed me having an erection, giving clear evidence I was above average in length and girth. My penis was curved in a perfect arc upwards. It was glistening , like it was smeared with oil. The rest of my body had a slight shine, like the skin was covered with sweat. The different luster, created by the camera flash, put the focus on my erection as the center of the photo. It didn't occupy much of the print area though. In addition the testicles were up and tightly adhered to my erect penis base. I, the subject, was looking intensely forward as if I was flooded with male hormones. Besides the date at the back side of the print, was written one word: "Desire." "This is a print I would love to hang in my bedroom. So powerful! So full of desire to penetrate the female vagina!" She said as if she was talking to the print. Etty looked at me and asked: "Did you masturbate yourself for the session?" I didn't answer. "Did she masturbated you to get you that hard?" I didn't answer. "Did you have sex with her, till you almost shot your semen? You must had! Otherwise your erection wouldn't look so authentic." She said and waited for my reaction. My face turned beet red. "I didn't mean to show you that print. This is something I keep to myself. I am sorry I forgot to take that envelope out." I said looking downwards, avoiding her eyes. "Nonsense. This is, till now, the best work I've seen in your portfolio. You should be proud of yourself being such a great model!" "Isn't it pornographic?" I asked quietly, gaining the courage to look her straight in the eyes. "Definitely not! Sex is beautiful. If the human race was smart and not full of shit, we wouldn't hide when we have sex. Good sex brings inspiration! Nothing to be ashamed of." She went over more prints from the envelope, till she reached one showing a fully nude young woman photographed from behind. She was crouching on her knees, her head lying on the mattress trying to look back into the camera. Her pudenda was soaking wet and glistening, as if she had just been penetrated and taken from behind. Her outer labia were puffy, her inner labia hanging down and surrounding an enlarged and opened love box, drawing the eyes of the viewer deep into the cunt in focus. There was a similarity between the two photos. The extra shining genitals were like my shining erection. The cunt in the print was dripping love juice. One drop was hanging down from her exposed and large clitoris. The face of the female subject was full of lust and contorted like being in the midst of a huge orgasmic wave. Her hands were clutching the white sheet with extreme force, conveying a tensed look to her figure being on the verge of an orgasmic bliss. Etty put down the prints back into the envelope, arranged back the other prints into the portfolio, and turned to me. "This is the kind of art I would like to do! Would you model for me?" She asked. "If you are talking about non sexual, or even mildly erotic poses, the answer is yes. If you would like me to pose for intensely erotic photography, then the answer is more complicated. "You see, we do not have intimate relationship between us. It takes time and patience to establish that kind of openness on my side, till I'll be able to express myself with no inhibitions as a model. Can you commit yourself to this process?" I answered her plead. "Honestly, I don't know. What I certainly feel is that I'm willing to try hard to be able to create this kind of art. This level of genuineness and openness is what I search for." She said. "Besides, I can model for you if you want me to. What's fair is fair. Isn't it?" She concluded. A few days have passed, and one evening, while sitting in the living room, Etty raised the issue of nudity: "Since I've seen your private parts already in the photos; and since we may be nude models for each other; I see no reason to cover our bodies all the time. I already know you are a nudist. You should feel free to be nude in your home. I may give it a try myself. I am not shy, but I never had the chance to be nude with other people around in a non sexual way." "Thank you for bringing the subject up. I didn't know how to address you with issue of nakedness in the apartment. I'd love to feel free in my home. You should give it a try yourself. You may surprise yourself and like the nudist life style very much." I said. "It's a deal!" She said. Next morning I woke up with my usual morning erection and the need to pee. I almost put my shorts on, when I remembered our agreement from yesterday. I opened the door. The coast was clear. I crossed the corridor to the bathroom with my stiff cock pointing upwards. I did what I had to do and as a result my cock relaxed to half mast. It was still quite full and pointing away from my body, when I stepped out of the bathroom just to meet a naked Etty, coming from her room in my direction. The sudden view of her feminine nakedness caused my cock to jerk. My eyes focused on her perky breasts, stiff nipples and full untrimmed bush. When I raised my eyes to look at her face she seemed a little shocked to meet me. Her first gaze had been focused on my jerking semi erect cock, and my fully shaved genitalia. Only then she looked into my face. After we both overcame our initial surprise, we managed to look into each other's face like nudists who pretend not to be aroused by sheer nudity. Etty looked prettier naked than dressed. That was the moment I realized I regard her as a sexy woman. She was not only my flat mate and potential friend. When she looked me into my eyes, I saw a different look than the days before. Was she also realizing I wasn't only her young flat mate, but also a sexy man who might desire her? This was definitely something I should be aware of. "Lovely morning!" I said cheerfully. "It certainly is. Especially when somebody is so happy to see me." She said pointing at my cock. I blushed. "Sorry about that. It went out of control." "That's what I like about it. He is genuinely happy to see me." "All of us are happy to see you." I corrected. Etty gave me her melting smile and passed me to enter the bathroom for her morning routines. We had our breakfast naked. It was relaxing since the initial surprise had passed. Since that morning, nudity in the apartment prevailed. Not enforced, not a must do type, but a very nonchalant attitude. Sometimes one was nude and the other fully clothed or semi clothed. Many times the two of us were both naked, doing our daily chores, or just sitting together in the living room talking to one another over coffee or wine. We also started to take photos of each other while being nude. She could follow me in the apartment with her camera, taking pictures of me. She would sometimes sit and sketch me with her pencil in her sketchbook. I followed suit and was taking photos of her without posing her for the camera. The prints came out nice. Etty had a great eye for photography and I complemented her on her talent. We liked to show each other the prints we had developed, commenting and suggesting improvements in a positive non critical manner. Our photos became more intimate with the time passing. More closeups of our faces, more closeups of intimate body parts. Our nudist lifestyle became also freer. If at the start of our common nudist phase, there was no touching of intimate body parts in front of each other, now Etty could be found scratching a nipple, or even scratching her labia in front of me, when she needed to. I would too could be seen by her arranging my cock and balls into a more comfy position. It was nonsexual. In the mornings, Etty could see me with my morning woody, non of us being embarrassed. If I was using the toilette for peeing, she wouldn't wait till I've finished, but would use the sink or the bath tub while I was there. It worked the same, while she was using the toilettes and I needed to shave or shower. You may wonder how we managed with people visiting the apartment. Well, quite simply, we gave each other a warning and if necessary got dressed. The same applied whenever we brought sex partners. Non of us had someone steady. What was done in each bedroom remained private and there was no nudity out of the bedroom with random sex partners. Our nudism remained our own. One more thing that had changed were our masturbatory habits. If at the beginning, I was keeping silent while masturbating, now I allowed myself full freedom, sometimes being quite vocal. The same behavior was heard from the other side of the thin wall separating our bedrooms. I can only speak for myself, but I suspected Etty has felt the same. Our friendly relationship was too good to be jeopardized by trying to cross the line into having sex with each other. It could have been easily a natural progress to our lifestyle. But what would happen, if the sex between us wouldn't be satisfying? I could risk losing her as a flatmate and a real fun partner. Was it worth it? The question remained unanswered. The dynamic between us was developing nevertheless. There were some accidental touches between us. Sometimes when we were cooking together in the kitchen, for example, our thighs would touch. It was electrifying for me and my member would jerk. I was working hard to suppress my penile reactions, not always being successful. Etty on the other hand seemed unconcerned. There were times when she tried to reach something over my shoulder, and her nipples were stroking my back in the process. I didn't withdraw and Etty didn't withdraw either. I loved her nipples touching my back, but did not share my feelings with her. Sometimes, especially in the mornings, when she would use the sink while I passed between her backside and the bathtub, my stiff cock would travel across her ass. Most of the times I remembered to push my cock downwards so it passed below her ass. But some other times, since I was still sleepy, I forgot to manipulate my cock and it got pressed hard into her ass-cheek. On these not so rare occasions Etty would use her hand to playfully help me pass behind her, though I suspect she used to rub my cock on her ass intentionally. But yet everything seemed natural, or I would rather say casual. It could also work the other way around, when I would lean over the sink and she would squeeze herself between my protruding ass and the bathtub. I could feel her ample bush brushing my ass cheeks. Sometimes she would hold my pelvis with both hands to pass safely to the toilette sit while pressing her pudenda hard into my ass. I admit it was difficult on all this occasions to remain nonchalant. Building hidden excitement was intoxicating, I must say. Watching movies on TV together was also getting more exciting. If, for instance, I would sit naked on the sofa Etty would join me and lie down fully nude with her head on my lap. If my cock interfered, she took it in her hand and arranged it to lie in another position. It usually involved a pat or two on the whole length of my cock or just fondling my balls and cock for a second. Quite often my cock would stiffen instantly to her gentle touch. She would let herself feel my erection and then removed her hand from my genitals, but continued to keep me erect with the back of her head rubbing my cock once in a while throughout the movie. I would reciprocate by laying my hand on one of her breasts very casually. It could just be that my hand would cover her breast, keeping it warm, or my fingers would tease her long nipple getting it very hard. Occasionally I saw that she was rubbing her thighs in reaction to the nipple treatment she received. Our photography sessions became more erotic. One evening Etty asked me to rub my cock so It would be erect when she took her shots. "I already saw your erection many times. I hope you are OK with it?" Frankly, I was glad she asked. There was a lot of built up disguised sexual tension between us. It was becoming more and more difficult to hide my sexual excitement caused by her presence. I was sure she felt it. Etty was too smart and sensitive not to feel my reaction to her naked presence. Since that evening I found myself more and more in an excited and fully erect state while being photographed. There were times when I felt my balls tightening and my face contorting in a pres-orgasmic state. Then she would stop and let me relax till I could continue without an ejaculation ending our photography session. My obvious stimulation and my oozing precum were impossible to hide. It was reflected from Etty by her flushed face and the red spots on her chest. It was a convincing sign she wasn't indifferent to my state of arousal. After shooting each other we would sometimes sit facing each other on the coaches with our legs apart, folded on the sofa, discussing our session. Our genitalia were totally exposed in this position to each other. Many times, I could see that Etty's labia were spread open and sticky fluid was glistening on her wet labia and inside the entrance to her love canal. These views usually resulted in my cock getting extra hard and some precum dripping from my pee hole. When Etty used to see my dripping cock, she usually wore a sweet innocent angelic smile. I was usually occupied at these moments in a big struggle not to ejaculate in front of her. There were times when she was sitting with her love box opened in my direction and while talking to me she would stick a finger or two inside, then caressing her erect clitoris and finally in an absent minded manner would lick her fingers clean, as if nobody was watching her. This as well used to put a lot of strain on my upward pointing erection. Certainly not easy on a man trying to behave himself properly with his flat mate. Our shooting sessions progressed even further. Sometimes I couldn't control my arousal and I was shooting my semen in spurts into the air. Etty loved to take these shots, saying they were the essence of her work. To put it in her words: "A man's duty in our world is to fertilize his female partners. Shooting semen is the essence of life." On my side, I became more courageous while shooting her, using my fingers to stimulate her clitoris and the entrance to her vulva. I loved to see the drops oozing out of her vulva. I would then looked at her straight into her eyes and licked my fingers clean, making sexy sounds. These never failed in causing her to have the sexiest look I ever saw on a womans face. I would always shoot her in her arousal. When she viewed the prints a few days later, she never failed to like them and asked me for a repeat. Episodes From My Nudist Experience 03 You probably wonder about how we took care of our arousals if we didn't fuck each other. As I had told before, we masturbated and quite vocally. We could clearly hear one another through the thin wall. We also had our fuck buddies, though non of us was having steady relationship during the time. I now think that being constantly aroused by each other, didn't leave a space for any other steady partner to enter our lives. One morning I woke up with my regular morning erection and went to pee. Etty was leaning on the sink, brushing her teeth. She was wet from the shower she had just taken. I tried to pass between her protruding ass and the bathtub. As usual I was holding her pelvis to support myself. I tried to lean backwards so my cock wouldn't push into her ass-cheek. The floor was wet and I started to slip backwards. It all happened in a fraction of a second. In order to save myself from falling backwards into the bathtub, I pulled myself violently forward, grabbing her pelvis desperately with both my hands. This sudden maneuver drove my erection straight between her wet labia. My cock got stuck for a fraction of a second at the entrance to her love box, and then drove, in one swift aggressive movement, all the way in, only to be stopped by her cervix. Our surprise was total. When I understood the situation, I tried to pull out quickly and apologize for the accidental unauthorized penetration. Etty's reflexive reaction, besides a surprised cry, was to contract so strongly on my penis that I didn't need to grab her pelvis anymore. There was no way I could release myself from her grip. A second later when we better understood what happened, we both started laughing. Etty's grip on my cock was still firm. "Stay inside. Please." She pleaded. I relaxed my muscles and started a subtle in and out movement. "I wanted to fuck you for such a long time." I said. "Me too. Now please take me with your big cock. I've been craving for your cock for too long." I didn't need more encouragement. I fucked her mercilessly, driving my cock in long in and out thrusts till my balls slapped on her clitoris each time I hit her cervix. Etty would let me drill into her by relaxing her cunt muscles, but squeezing my cock when I started an outward movement. This movement was milking my cock. There was no way I could last long. Etty probably sensed that and in some magical way it made her climax soon. Her whole body was shaking in a blissful orgasm. Mine came right then. My balls tightened and shot forcefully deep inside her. We both cried in our sweet agony. My legs were shaking and I could barely supported myself on my legs. When we relaxed, I pulled out slowly, and turned Etty towards me. We hugged and kissed for the first time. "Let me make love to you properly." I said. Instead of answering, Etty took me by the hand into her room where we fucked for hours, forgetting to take shots of each other. Several months later, I went with Etty to the exhibition of her project in her school's gallery. Besides the black and white prints hanging on the walls, there were ceramic sculptures of nude male and female reproductive organs. These were actually fertility statues painted with bright colors. They were all modern versions of old fertility symbols found in Indian and African art. The prints were fabulous and very explicit, just on the border line between pornography and art. It made the observer think what is pornography and what is art. Is an open swollen vulva, obviously freshly fucked, and beautifully displayed and decorated with strong colors an art or just a disguised pornography? The critics loved the openness and degree of exposure the young artist dared displaying, against all social conventions. Some observers asked for the identity of the models. I do not know what answers they were given. We were sharing the apartment for two years. Then Etty moved to another town, while I remained in Jerusalem. She got married. Even then, whenever we had the chance to see each other, we couldn't resist having sex together.