chapter 3A
The clouds were starting to roll in over the forest covered hills that surrounded the river valley. We knew it was time to start trying to get back to our campground. We rolled up our towels and stuffed them in the dry bag.
"Well, we have about an hour back to camp, shall we stay naked? or should we get dressed?" I asked.
"I dont know about you ladies, but I am really enjoying my body freedom right now," replied Trish. "I really didn't think I would have been this comfortable being nude in front of you and Amy."
"I feel the same way, I feared I would have been judged on how fat I am or my piercings. But I feel more at ease with Trish and Amy here," stated Sarah.
"Normally, I don't get into the whole nudist thing like Nate does. I never felt the draw to just be outdoors and be naked publicly. I especially never wanted to be caught by a stranger while nude. But I feel more at ease with you two here, and I am really enjoying the body freedom myself. I see why you enjoy this so much, Nate!" added Amy. "I say let's paddle as far as we can before we have to get dressed."
"Sounds good to me, Amy, and Sarah, you have your surf shirts, Trish, you can take my shirt, just in case you all need to cover up quickly. I'll just cover my lap with my shorts."
We entered the water and climbed in our kayaks, nude and care free, still surprised we had not seen anyone on the river today. We started heading down the river back to the campground. I was most certainly enjoying the body freedom myself; and to share it with my wife and two good female friends from work made it that much better!
We knew we were getting close to the campground when the bridge came into sight.
"Should we cover up?" asked Trish.
"It's your call. Anyone driving across is unlikely to see you. it's up to you to risk being seen," I responded.
"Even if a car does go across, they would only be able to see us, its not like they could get down to us," replied Sarah.
We kept paddling, and nothing else was said. As we neared the bridge and were going under it, three cars drove over the bridge.
"Shit, that was close!" said Amy.
"Yeah, but exhilarating," replied Sarah.
I looked at them. All three had nipples hard enough to cut glass!
"Looks like that got all of you excited!" I said.
"I am a little moist," said Trish. The other two just nodded in agreement. I chuckled.
The clouds were really starting to get dark above us, I anticipated rain any second now.
We would be paddling past the swimming beach first, then heading to the boat ramp, where we would take out, and carry our kayaks 100 yards back to the camper.
It started sprinkling on us, about two bends before the swim beach, the girls pulled on their shirts, and I managed to slip my shorts on.
The swim beach was being abandoned by the last few stragglers as we paddled by. We could see the boat ramp a quarter mile ahead as the real rain started coming down hard on us. Soaking us all. I was cold and shirtless. the women were all winning the wet t-shirt contest as their shirts clung to their cold breasts. We paddled hard the last push, pulling into the boat ramp beach.
"Let's team carry our kayaks back to the camper and get dried off inside!" I yelled over the sound of the pouring rain.
We could hear thunder rolling gently over the hills. This caused an alarm in all of us. Trish took the lead, as she and sarah carried their kayaks. while Amy grabbed the bows of our kayaks, and I grabbed the afts, and we carried them back to the camper.
As we walked with our hands full, I saw that their Asses were all showing. Their shirts weren't anywhere long enough! Oh, what a sight we must be in the campground!
we set our kayaks down in front of the camper and hurried under the awning.
