Thanks for picking this story to read! This is part 4 of a true story - the first part appears in "Lovely Lynn at the Nudist Resort" and I recommend starting there. This part takes place back at the resort a year after having first met there, where this time our naked heroes entertain a small crowd.
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The weather was getting warmer again, and the days were getting longer. It was almost exactly a year since Lynn and I first met, and we were both glad to be able to plan a visit to our favorite nude retreat.
A day was picked and plans were made. We were very lucky in that the day we chose turned out to be a warm and clear early summer day. It was a weekday, so we knew there probably wouldn't be a big crowd. Crowds can be nice in their own way, providing a kind of party atmosphere, but it's also nice to be able to get two lounge chairs together in an area that catches the sun at a good angle and in a location close to the bar and the pool. Yes, a less crowded weekday can be very nice.
Lynn was able to arrive during the early afternoon, but I was working and arrived closer to 6pm. As I walked into the pool area where I knew I'd find Lynn, I could see that there were about 20 to 30 naked people lounging here and there surrounding the main pool and soaking up the sun, with a few others closer to the bar. On a weekend, the crowd would have been maybe five times as large, and it is sometimes difficult to navigate in a crowd like that. Today, it was easy.
Lynn was standing naked near the pool, strikingly beautiful as always. She was smiling and speaking with a couple. Seeing her always brought a smile to my face. She is a small, slim, and fit woman who is very comfortable in her skin and who moves gracefully. Though she always keeps her hair short, each time I see her her hair is a little different than the time before. This is part of her unique style. Today it was shorter on the sides and a little longer on top with a subtle streak of red running through her naturally darker hair.
Lynn hadn't seen me yet and began walking back to her lounge chair. It's always a pleasure to watch her walk. She stopped next to a single man perhaps a little older than us. I could see that Lynn had ordered from the bistro, and had an open-faced sandwich and some fries. She offered some fries to the man and was talking to him like an old friend, but I could sense that she had met him that day. She had apparently been making friends all afternoon. I liked that.
I walked up to her and she stood wearing a big smile and nothing else, and kissed me. I winked and squeezed her tiny ass, and then put my things on a lounge chair next to hers, so that Lynn was between her new friend and me. The three of us talked for a bit and I learned that his wife and he were visiting from England and that a stop at a nudist resort for a few days was a part of their plan. His wife had gotten enough sun and had headed back to the room shortly before I arrived. I could see that Lynn was enjoying his accent and his company and in no time so was I.
The appeal of cooling off in the pool was getting stronger after my long day at work, so I excused myself and walked down to the deep end, exactly where I had met Lynn a year before, and hopped in feet first. The cool water felt great! I swam back and forth a few times and then settled into the shallow end where I could sit in the foot and a half deep water to rest and look around. Lynn had gotten up and was coming over to the pool. She stepped in and came over to me, climbing onto my lap for a long passionate kiss. The cool water, the warm setting sun, and this beautiful woman in my arms was a powerful combination and got a reaction from me.
We held each other tightly and she wrapped her legs around me. In this position, my cock was knocking on her front door. Lynn teased me, saying, "you know, you can't just push inside me right here in the open."
"The way we are sitting, everyone thinks I'm inside you already," I said, and she laughed. She then reached down and took my cock in her small hand, and rubbed the head up and down against her clit. This was something she often did when we were naked together in the water and it always made her close her eyes and moan softly. Everything about this turned me on so I let the moment linger for a good long while.
After a while, as we relaxed in each others arms, I said I wanted to get a drink at the outdoor bar, about 50 feet away, and offered to buy her a drink. We disentangled and climbed out of the pool, grabbed our towels, and walked naked over to the bar. I made sure to walk behind Lynn, enjoying the view.
The bar is the one place in the pool area where some people wore some clothes. Many people there are naked, but a few women wear see-through beach cover-ups, and a few men and a few women might wear shorts. We walked through the little group of people and ordered drinks and as we waited we noticed that people were setting up for Karaoke.
"Should we sing?" I asked, in a tone that signaled that I might be joking.
"Oh absolutely," she said, smirking.
And so, neither of us had actually committed to doing it. We got our drinks and then wandered back to the lounge chairs. Our English friend was picking up his things and telling us that he'd be getting back to his room where his wife would be waiting. We bid him a good evening and settled back with our drinks.
The sun was starting to set and the air was getting a little cooler, but it was still very comfortable to be sitting out naked. At about that point, people began to sing Karaoke. The first few singers were exceptionally good. Practically pros. Then there was a string of average and not so good singers. Over time, some of the early singers got up for second songs and we could tell that about 8 to 10 people were actively involved in the Karaoke, with a real mix of talent levels involved.
"So what would we sing?" asked Lynn.
