I work at a grocery store chain in Florida (think green) in the grocery department. As a 32 year old guy, thats not great, but i really enjoy my work and the people I work with. The store itself is a medium size, so naturally I know everyone there at least by their face, if not their name.
I have been somewhat of a nudist for at least ten years now, but the majority of my nude experiences have been limited to nude beaches (mostly Blind Creek Beach) and middle-of-nowhere spots where I can relax and enjoy nature.
On a few occasions, I have visited the local nude resort. The place is sprawling and has a ton of interlaced hiking trails through the surrounding woods. There is a pool, hot tub, lake, tennis courts, volleyball area, etc. where the locals mix and mingle if the weather is right. I typically go straight to the trails and wander around for a bit while I walk off any initial arousal (sometimes my exhibitionist thoughts get to me at first).
So Friday morning last week, after the weather warmed back up, I went down to the resort to enjoy the sun for a few hours. I paid for the day pass and drove back to the volleyball/tennis court area where there is a spare parking lot, an outdoor shower and bathrooms, and access to the trails. A few younger people (from their twenties to thirties) were milling around the volleyball area as if they had just finished a game. The tennis courts were empty, as was much of the parking lot.
Wanting to get to the trails as soon as possible, I stripped down by my car, threw my clothes in the back and walked to the trailhead next to the bathrooms. I wasn't hard, but fluffed would be an accurate description.
As I walked around the bathrooms, I nearly stepped into a very hot, slim, naked girl who I immediately recognized as Jenna, a baker at my store.
She was looking down at her bare feet at first, but as she looked up into my face, her eyes went wide with recognition. My stomach immediately flew into my throat and a huge adrenaline rush hit me.
"James!"
"Jenna!"
At work we'd speak at least once a shift when we had matching work days, and generally we got along well. I found then that her uniform for the bakery (a polo shirt, slacks, and an apron and hairnet) was hiding some incredible physical features.
Description of Jenna: early/mid twenties, gorgeous red head, freckled teardrop face with a little nose, maybe 5'7", and pale. That day I learned that her pussy is shaved, her nipples are a pale pink, and her boobs are probably a c-cup (I didn't ask, they could be a b). Her butt, which I'd see shortly, was plump enough for me to figure that she probably worked out a couple of times a week. All in all, Jenna was a goddess.
Jenna had crossed her arms in a vain attempt to conceal her bubblegum colored nipples.
"What are you doing here," she asked breathlessly, looking around the corner in the direction I had come. Her face was as scarlet as her hair at this point.
"I bought a day pass so I could relax and lay out alone for a few hours! What are you doing here?"
"A couple of my friends invited me to come over to play volleyball with them. I've been here a few times so I agreed." She looked nervous but her eyes betrayed a little excitement. "I'm so embarrassed. I've never met anyone I know here. I guess it was bound to happen eventually.
Jenna motioned to my nude frame.
"At least you're naked too," she said, face burning as red as her hair. "Do you... Do you come here a lot? I had no idea you were a nudist this whole time."
"It's been too cold for a while now, but I do come out here a few times a year when the weather is good. I've never met anyone else I know either," I grinned sheepishly, " just you."
Jenna had started to relax the death grip she had of her forearms, and her left nipple was coming back into view.
"I usually just come here to be natural in nature since it's not really legal where we live," Jenna said.
"Same," I agreed.
Jenna released her arms and dropped them to her sides, causing her boobs to sway a bit. She looked relieved that I wasn't some kind of pervert, and I suspected that she may have believed I had followed her to the resort at first.
"So you're a nudist?"
"Yeah. I guess Naturist is a better word for it, since I'm more of a 'get naked in nature and enjoy the feeling type. I go to nude beaches whenever I can because it feels so natural there. Swimming naked is a completely unique experience, in my opinion," I concluded.
The chattering from the volleyball nets rose in volume all of the sudden, as one of the girls fumbled a pass and the ball went bouncing through the picnic area. Momentarily distracted, we both glanced over to see an entire team full of girls and one guy waiting for the return of the ball.
"So, are you a nudist, Jenna?" I smiled a little at her, trying to relieve a little tension. She laughed and the tension was broken. Jenn put her hands on her hips, her little hip bones sticking out just a bit, and smiled.
"You could say that," she said, brushing back a lock of hair that had come to obstruct her left boob. "I've considered myself one for a few years now, but I guess I always was. Being naked started off a kind of a thrill for me, like I'd be caught or something, but I eventually just liked how freeing it felt. Eventually I started coming here with two of my friends and my days as a nudist started!"
She giggle a bit at this and, while she thought I wasn't looking, stole a glance at my semi flaccid cock. Fluffed, but not hard, I could admit it was still handsome.
"Since we're both nudists," she started again, "let's promise not to tell anyone else, ok? No one in my family knows I do this, definitely no one at work knows, and only the two friends I come here with know."
"I won't say a word, I swear. It's more risky for me anyway: guys are labeled creeps if they come to places like this alone. Most people just don't understand the feeling, I guess."
"Jenna," a girl's voice called from the volleyball area, "who is your friend?"
Jenna and I turned to see two girls about Jenna's age walking towards us. One girl was a shorter brunette with thick thighs, small waist, and smaller boobs. The other was a brunette as well, but she was about Jenna's height and build, with longer legs and less perky boobs. Both of them were well-tannned with barely visible bikini lines around their boobs and fronts, and both had a thin layer of trimmed pubic hair.
"Rebecca," Jenna gestured to the shorter girl, "Gina," the taller girl flashed a smile, "this is my friend from work, James."
The three girls locked eyes briefly, the two seemingly questioning if Jenna was uncomfortable. A 'he's cool' vibe was apparently communicated by Jenna because the girls looked satisfied and initiated a handshake from me.
"Do you guys come to this place often?" I asked with a friendly smile.
Gina answered at once.
"Not as often as we'd like, since we like to come in a pair at least, but we're here about once a month." Her smile hadn't faded, and her face looked a little flush. "This is a beautiful place."
The four of us chatted for a bit about the resort and it's setting in the woods, and the girls explained that the other resort they go to has more walking trails but fewer amenities.
"So we like to come here," Jenna said. "Plus, this place is a lot closer to home."
"I enjoy this place a lot too, but I was telling Jenna that one of my favorite places to go is the nude beach on the other coast."
"Oooooh, yes," Rebecca said, bouncing slightly, " a nude beach has been on our list for a long time. Obviously we've been streaking at regular beaches before, but never at a fully nude beach."
I had never been "streaking" at a non nude beach, so I wondered how that would have been obvious.
The arrival of the two girls had stirred up a certain combination of chemicals in me, and 'fluffed' had just been upgraded to 'semi erect.'
"Would you guys care to take a walk?" I asked, motioning down the nearest trail which led around the small golf course.
"Sure," Gina said, and she started skipping towards the trail.
"She's something else," Jenna said, eyeing her friend's butt as it jiggled away towards the woods.
