This is the second part of my Nudest Camp series. Hopefully it stands alone and I've tried to provide some background in the first few chapters. This story is over 8000 words and more about the characters and people frolicking happily in the nude, rather than fucking each other's brains out.
Dave, Suzi and Muriel have been in six of my stories now and they are my favourite characters, I love their relationship and they literally talk in my head as I'm writing, so I hope to write more about them soon.
Feedback is always welcome as although I write for my own enjoyment, I do like to know what people think. If anyone has any ideas for plots or stories they would like me to write, please let me know.
"Right everyone, I think we should all go back to my cabin for some light lunch and to get out of the sun."
I was still in a bit of a daze and Muriel's voice brought me back to reality. I looked around, what a sight we made. Suzi and Jenna, still flushed and catching their breath, their naked bodies glistening and dirty with baby oil and grass, having just finished the sexiest faux Greek wrestling you have ever seen.
Myself, knackered and feeling sexually alive and emotionally conflicted, having spent the morning naked and chasing equally naked women around; sometimes with a naked woman on my back, all the time being photographed. And then Ann giving me a titty fuck and a blow job as I watched and commentated on Suzi, my girlfriend, wrestling Jenna. Although I think Suzi was in cahoots with Ann I was still struggling to get my head around the whole thing.
I looked over at Ann, she was still smiling that amazing smile as she stood talking to James, the photographer and also her brother. He was the only one dressed and although it should've been weird, it wasn't. This had been Ann's first time posing nude and notwithstanding the fact she'd taken part in some fairly heavy sexual activity, she seemed completely at ease and relaxed. James seemed more interested in his photos and his camera's then he did at gawking at his sister, or anyone else for that matter.
Muriel seemed as Muriel always seemed, composed and elegant, as she ushered us back to her cabin.
I lagged behind slightly as we walked back, both enjoying the view in front of me and thinking about the mornings events and wondering what the afternoon would bring.
As we reached the cabin Suzi waited back for me, smiling, "Me and Jenna are going straight in the shower, help each other to get the oil and grass out of our nooks and crannies."
The thought of the two of them washing each other had an immediate effect. Looking down at my groin Suzi smiled some more and said, "Dave, you're so predictable." Before moving in closer and rubbing an oily thigh up between my legs, kissing me she said, "See you in a little while, lover boy."
Muriel's living room wasn't very large and as I entered James was sat on the arm chair and Ann was sat on the small couch, dressed in one of the soft white dressing gowns we had supplied for all the models. I was glad she was wearing the dressing gown for as much as I loved being naked I don't enjoy eating in the nude. I put on a dressing gown and went to help a still naked Muriel in the kitchen, "No need, only a few sandwiches and some salad, you might get drinks for everyone."
I stuck my head into the living room and Ann and James said they'd have wine and a beer. "Do you think I should go into the bathroom and ask the girls what they want?" I said to Muriel.
"You'd love to, wouldn't you?"
"Too bloody right."
Just then we heard some squealing and giggling from the bathroom which was only next door, "I wonder if they've found my suction dildo." Muriel said with a mischievous grin.
My face must have given me away, "I'm only teasing, I think both the girls will have white wine and so will I, take the drinks through and I'll be out in a mo."
As I poured the drinks Muriel added, almost as an afterthought "And besides, the suction is broken, I think I wore it out."
I took in the drinks and sat down on the settee next to Ann, still feeling a little guilty and uneasy about our earlier frolicking. She must have sensed my discomfort because she sidled in closer before tapping her glass off my beer bottle and saying, "Cheers and thank you."
"For what?"
"For showing me the joys of nudity and allowing me to suck your dick."
"You're thanking me?"
"Well it's Suzi I should be thanking, it was her idea. Dirty cow!"
Even though I had suspected something along these lines I was still shocked. Ann let it hang in the air for a moment before continuing.
"As I was oiling Suzi up I was talking dirty to her and mentioned that I'd always wanted to play with a big dick. She was so fucking horny she said I could have yours to do whatever I wanted with."
"Oh god!" It was James. Transfixed by Ann I'd almost forgotten he was there. I imagined he was getting upset by his younger sister talking like a slut and even though I found it as horny as fuck I couldn't blame him.
"Sorry mate, we just got carried away in the moment."
"No, it's not that, good luck to you whatever you did. No, it's that I think I've become a pornographer."
He had hooked up his camera to a computer and was looking at the images. Ann was the first to move and sat on the arm of his chair. Laughing nervously she said, "Wow, I see what you mean."
I couldn't help myself and moved to stand behind him. The image they were looking at was a close up of Suzi's vagina and anus as Jenna pulled her cheeks apart during the wrestling, it left nothing to the imagination. I stared at it for a moment before speaking.
"First of all I think it's an incredible photograph. Whilst it could be called pornographic I think I'd call it extremely erotic, beautiful art."
James seemed on a real downer, almost slumped in front of the screen "Is there a difference?"
"I think there is." It was Muriel, who was now stood next to me. Before she could say anymore Suzi and Jenna came out of the bathroom, still giggling and high on the mornings events and whatever they'd been up to in the shower.
Not expecting to see us all clustered around James, Jenna asked "What's happening?"
"This is our appetizer before lunch." Ann said, lifting the computer up and showing the photo of Suzi's cunt and ass to the girls. This seemed to lift the mood, James even joining in the laughter.
"Looks yummy." Jenna said.
"You've already had yours." Said Suzi to more laughter. She smiled and gave me a sexy wink, god I loved this woman.
When we settled down Muriel again took control. "James you are not a pornographer, you have an artist's heart and mind. After lunch I'll try and show you this."
We sat out on the deck for lunch as it was still a warm day and there was more room. As we were chatting Muriel floated out, carrying the sandwiches and salad. Suzi and I were very use to Muriel but I thought it was lovely that the others seemed so at ease with Muriel nakedness. She really did make you believe that it was the most beautiful and natural thing in the world.
I got everyone another drink and the alcohol and warm weather made everyone more chatty and relaxed, even James' spirits seemed to lift. Jenna removed her gown and lent back to soak up the sun, looking amazing with her sallow skin and copper coloured hair, a happy side effect of her mixed Irish and Indian heritage.
We were all admiring her lean, athletic body and probably all thinking about joining in the sunbathing when Muriel spoke.
"Jenna you look wonderful; with your permission I'll use you to explain to James what I think the difference is between porn and art."
"Be my guest." Jenna said, her lips smiling slightly but her eyes really giving away how she felt. I again wondered if Jenna had a thing for James, having seen her staring at him earlier. She was certainly enjoying being the center of attention if her hard nipples were anything to go by.
James fetched his camera from the living room and Muriel began, her tone and manner that of a experienced lecturer and us her willing and rapt students. If you ignore the fact that she was a beautiful, elegant, completely naked lady in her early fifties and that her model was an equally naked, beautiful woman in her early twenties, then we could have been in any college anywhere in the world.
"Now James, I think even in the worst taken photo Jenna would still look amazing, but with your skill and creativity I think you can take even this heavenly creature to new levels."
I thought Muriel was being overly flowery but her words seemed to be having a positive effect on both James and Jenna. James seemed to be growing within himself, his posture more upright and assertive; Jenna's legs, almost of their own volition, began to part slightly as they stared down at her.
At Muriel's behest James started taking shots of Jenna as she lounged in the chair. Nervous and self conscious at first, he soon got into his stride, circling Jenna and clicking away from different angles. He began directing her; move an arm, bend a leg, lift a hip, arch her back. Although he got her to move her head a few times he never once mentioned facial expressions, this was all about the female body. Jenna seemed completely at one with James, her body moving to his commands and both of them oblivious to our presence.
