(The events are fictional, even if many elements are quite real)
Though there were actually two days warm enough to visit the local nude lake in later February, the only true attraction turned out to be novelty. However, by the end of March, a week of summer like temperatures proved much more inviting, not just for a few hardy visitors.
The morning hours were surprisingly warm a couple of days in a row, right after the switch to daylight savings time. I arrived at 12 (or 11 depending on your sun perspective) with only a couple of vehicles parked.
The lack of green was a surprise, though blossoms could be seen in fair amount, adding a nice scent to the air. Arriving at my normal grassy stretch, it remained a surprise how empty the entire area seemed to be. Something that matched the lack of normal summer plant cover, making a nudist at the lake edge quite plain.
After undressing, I strolled into the next section, with a bit more privacy provided by the reeds that had grown after a shade supplying willow had been broken in a storm. In February, I had noticed how sheltered people were from casual view. Now, it was a surprise to see a naked woman sitting straight, arms resting on her knees.
Saying hello was natural enough, recognizing each other from past encounters. As was looking at her lush body as we began chatting about the start of another season. Soon enough, the conversation turned to discussion about how nice it was to finally enjoy being naked outdoors. She mentioned not being publicly naked inside either, causing me to agree that not going to the sauna on a cold day was a missing luxury this past winter.
At the end of last season, it had been odd to see how casually naked people would grow attentive or close, as if the lack of contact in general led to a certain increased attraction to others. This had been especially true on my last day of the preceding season, where I had a wonderful view of a long term fellow nudist's pussy. The sun provided lovely lighting as she sat with her legs stretched out, leaning back on supporting arms. Her small breasts were displayed in gorgeous fashion as we chatted for an extended period.
That same sort of physical attention was apparent from the start. Her saying she was not thinking of saunas as the indoor places she wanted to be naked in seemed not quite explicit, but her accompanying smile led my thoughts in a certain direction. As a broad statement, nudists do not associate nudity and sex. A certain subset of nudists does exist that are the sort to be interested in more public sex, though in appropriate spaces, a category this lake would not normally be included in. People who routinely want to have sex in nudist areas will discover that nudists are even more likely to make them stop than those with clothes. At least when not using discretion in terms of becoming too obvious.
Today, we knew that being this early provided a certain amount of discrete privacy even if others were to wander by. Likely this was the first encounter with another naked person in months for either of us. Nudists expect frank gazes, yet as we talked, our gazes grew more along the lines of a growing awareness between two adults potentially interested in the same subject.
We were not really acquainted, yet not strangers as our conversation began straying into more intimate territory. I had seen her at different times with different men, a memory creating a different perspective when remarking that my experience was purely with public saunas, but that winter sounded like the perfect time to be inside with other naked people. Then mentioning that a nearby sex club had had a fire, and had been closed since then. Becoming more personal, sharing that I had almost visited once with a friend, but the afternoon turned out differently.
Adding that outdoors can be very nice when the weather turns welcoming, even if other places are unavailable. Followed by pointing out that the water was much too cold to enjoy this early, regardless. She mentioned how little cover there was, while noting that this little cove was quite discrete, a major reason she had chosen it. Something simple to agree with, saying that finding her was a nice surprise, as being with others is generally more enjoyable.
Prompting her to ask about Lisa, a very long term friend and visitor to this lake, someone I often hang out and swim with. That she knew Lisa's name was not surprising, but her expression when further asking about Lisa's friend made a connection to my now subtly stirring cock, thoughts drifting in tempting directions. Generally, I provide little information about Lisa and Nadine as a couple, however the sight of how her legs had gone a bit wider to expose her pussy lips to easier view made it easier to share in turn.
Answering they were fine, and had bought a dog last summer. She said she had seen them with it here, attracting a lot of the physical contact they used to share. I agreed that the two were quite affectionate, at the lake or elsewhere. A subtle scent seemed to be adding to our conversation's increasingly tempting direction, as she leaned back with her hands behind her back, lifting her large breasts. Her nipples seemed to have started to become harder as I no longer could keep from paying more overt attention to them.
By now, my cock's growing interest was impossible to conceal, especially since she was gazing intently at it. The fact that Lisa was the woman I had almost gone to that sex club with added to a lowering of my normal inhibitions. Leading me to ask if she knew they were a couple.
Her expression and the way her legs further relaxed provided an answer that led me to think that the two may have been fairly obvious, something I have enjoyably observed in the past. She said that the way they oiled each other and kissed in the sunlight made plain they were lovers, followed by saying that with the sun rising higher, she would need a bit of help in that regard too. The subtle ambiguity of the words was nice, even if no longer really necessary.
We were looking very directly at each other by now, enjoying the sight, mutually recognizing the signs of getting turned on. Along with an apparently shared desire to take advantage of an unexpected opportunity, without thinking much about it.
Offering to oil her anywhere she wanted led to another encouraging smile before she said she undoubtedly needed everywhere covered after so long since the last time. The flirting became even more plain when she stood right next to me before turning to lay on her towel. She got up on her side, providing a different gorgeous view of a large soft breast, topped by a now nicely crinkled nipple.
Handing me the bottle out of her bag, she looked directly at my now growing cock as our fingers touched, lingering before taking the bottle. My interest was unmistakable, much like the fact she had played a large part in causing it.
After she stretched out on her stomach, I poured a good amount of sun tan lotion into my hand to warm it up a bit. The lotioning started over her lower back, allowing for casual contact along her hips while kneeling at her side, looking down at her nicely rounded ass. Putting more lotion on around her shoulders, my hands slid down to the sides of breasts while moving lower along her body before ensuring her back was well covered.
Her legs spread slightly in response to these actions, making it simple to start lotioning her thighs next. Her contented sighs soon took on a hungrier tone after starting to tease her inner thighs. I would firmly rub down, but the light upwards motion ended only a tiny bit further on each time. Then I shifted, playing with her sexy ass next, tempting with slow gliding fingers along her crack. Feeling her hips start to move, trying to increase the amount of direct touching that I did not provide, proved that things were going as we both wished.
Contact between adults can be neutral or sexual, just like nudity. Today, it was quickly becoming ever more wonderfully sexual. Our thoughts happily followed where are bodies were leading. Looking between now quite open legs, her lips had swelled as much as my cock, if you knew what to judge. As I did, having seen her naked pussy from the first. Women may not be as obvious as men when it comes to showing arousal, but the signs of a turned on pussy are quite recognizable. As are the effects such a sight has on a viewer.
When she rose up on her elbows, experience has taught what that meant. It was a thrill to slide over the soft curves, slowly moving closer to her nipples. They were fully erect when my fingers reached them, to the sound of her sighing in contentment at being felt up. We had willingly crossed a line, aware that we would continue unless an external reason intruded.
She lifted her head and opened her eyes, getting a good view of my erection. She appeared to appreciate the confirmation of shared horniness, something we could no longer hide, not that was any need to from this point. I straddled her, legs feeling her warm moist smooth skin as she began to move her ass against mine while I kept playing with her sexy hanging tits. Settling lower in response to subtle temptation, soon my cock was moving along her crack.
We were both simply letting ourselves get swept away in delightful sensations, aware of inhibitions disappearing as our mutual horniness kept growing. The pre-cum was magical over her soft pussy lips as my cock head reached her slit. Having moved down her thighs, my hands were now stroking along both sides of her neck and upper shoulders. We were now touching in the most heavenly temptingly sexual way, knowing that nothing would stop what was coming.
The differences between her and Lisa were intriguing, and when she asked what they were, I was a bit surprised, not realizing the thought had been spoken aloud.
