Once a year, the clothing-optional resort, Paradise Lakes in Tampa, Florida, hosts a weekend dedicated to the creative adornment of nude bodies. This was my first time attending Body Adornment Days, and from the website, it looked like there would be lots of body painting and jewelry hanging around, so to speak.
My nudist partner, Ginnie, decided to tag along also. We worked together, and were never a couple, but I convinced her to at least try the nudist thing one time, to which she's now totally hooked on the exhibitionism, body freedom and sexual teasing. This Body Adornment Days weekend would be her forth time joining me at this very popular nudist resort.
We've kept our friendship strong over the years and never succumbed to the outright sexual tension between us. We hang out at the resort together, but usually find our own sex partners for the weekend. We look out for each other and are each other's matchmaker.
We were both excited about Body Adornment Days, as we've heard the regulars rave about all the fun. We arrived Friday night and just settled in with dinner and hot tub before crashing in our second-floor room overlooking the pool deck.
The next morning, I awoke before Ginnie, as usual, and before heading out for a shower, I just couldn't resist a quick grope of her beautiful, heart-shaped ass, self-assuredly on display as she slept. We had an agreement between us for no touching below the waist, but I sneak a grope when I can get away with it. She's been sneaking gropes also, assuming I was asleep. I think we both like the attention, so neither of us will call the other on it. And we both give each other playful pats on the crotch once in a while.
There was a shower in the hotel room, but I never use it. I prefer the outside shower by the pool, purely for it's exhibition potential. An activity I always thoroughly enjoy. It's a rush every time, to be able to go right from sleeping in the nude, to walking out in public and take a shower, all without ever putting on any clothes. In addition, the lack of people around the pool complex in the early morning affords me an opportunity to walk through without keeping my morning hard-on in check.
There's usually just few people getting a morning swim or on their way to the outside showers, and I'm usually not the only guy sporting a nearly-erect dick. It's understood by all and people just accept it this early in the morning. I'm enjoying it nonetheless, especially when I walk past the girl cleaning the pool. She always casually looks down at my crotch for a quick glance and smile. I totally enjoy being the only one nude in a crowd or flirting with a fully-clothed girl.
This morning was a little different though. Of the six or so guys I saw on the way to the showers, all but one had a fully-erect dick proudly waving in full view. I even saw one couple walk out of the clubhouse office with the guy's erect dick leading the way. The resort definitely frowns on an erect dick in the clubhouse and restaurant. I found the situation a little odd, but soon discovered why.
In any case, I was looking forward to a shower out in the open and the welcome relief of letting an erection fly behind the half walls of the shower stall. With so many nubile naked ladies running around, it was tough holding my arousal in check for the sake of nudist decency. During my morning shower sessions, I didn't need a full on jack session, just an enjoyable erection for a few minutes. The excitement was elevated even more with the chance of getting caught, especially by an interested lady.
But this time, I entered the shower area finding one other guy in the center stall. I must have surprised him in the midst of his own erection party, because when he turned and discovered me, he released the grip on his own soapy dick. I greeted a hello and gestured that I wouldn't snitch. He turned, and I suspect continued groping himself. The un-said code of the nudist resort is to just let another guy have his fun, as long as there's no come-on or creepy things. My erection was well on its way also.
Realizing I underestimated the general goings on of this special weekend, I popped my head around the stall and asked the guy if he had the official scoop. Larry, I found out, explained the relaxed attitude during Body Adornment Days, as he casually stroked his soapy hard-on during the entire conversation. He was obviously enjoying his exhibition, although a little too much for my comfort. But, as long as he doesn't make any sexual suggestions towards me, I'll let him enjoy the view of my naked body.
Larry told me that the resort allowed, and encouraged, heavy sexual petting this weekend. For with all the body jewelry and erotic accessories on exhibit, it'd be difficult to even attempt control. So they just let everything fly, so to speak and just ask that people not get too carried away.
Wow, I thought. As I was discovering this Body Adornment Days was going to be even better than I could've ever imagined, and I had plenty of wicked thoughts built-up from previous visits. I assumed from the website pictures of previous years there would just be some tame body painting and nipple danglies about, but Larry excitedly told me there would be lots more than that to see and experience. He boasted that things hanging from hard-ons are the rule and plenty guys are even led around by appreciative women hanging on to their dick.
With that discovery, I hurriedly finished my shower, eager to tell Ginnie the news. On a previous trip, she revealed her desire to decorate herself a little, but was afraid of pushing too far and getting kicked out. She even once bought a flower-topped pussy plug. It consisted of an oddly-shaped plastic shaft topped with a life-like flower. The flower was positioned right in front of her crotch, held in place by the shaft inserted into her pussy. She was very proud of it, but never had the guts to wear it out of the room. I hope she brought it this time.
As I began to leave the shower area, I realized my dick was almost fully erect, having enjoyed the feeling during my shower. As if reacting like every other morning shower at the resort, I ducked deeper into the stall and took a hard, long squeeze of my dick to force some blood out, attempting to quench the erection before walking across the pool deck. But much to my delight, I quickly realized I could let it fly whenever I wanted this weekend. So, to give Larry a little show, I leaned back against the counter, full frontal to him and stroked a few times until I was fully erect.
I then headed back to our room, proudly strutting past a few people on the way. And yes, the clothed pool girl took a double take on my return trip.
Ginnie was already awake when I returned to the room, and quizzically asked if I walked all the way up to the room like that. I boasted that I'd be spending the entire weekend with a raging erection, as will just about every other guy. Taken aback initially, she soon sported a wicked grin when I explained the new rules for the weekend. She always said how guys always look much better fully erect than with that thing just flopping lifeless.
We shared our excitement about the new rules, or lack of, and concocted a strategy for our first Body Adornment Weekend. It was a wish come true for both of us, as we both had fantasies that we previously couldn't fulfill.
We didn't really know what the sex toy vendors would have available, so we just decided to pursue as much as we could. Much to Ginnie's delight, I vowed to keep a full erection the entire weekend and adorn it with all that I could find. I also made Ginnie agree that every body part of ours that stuck out would have something hanging from it, and every hole would be filled also. Neither of us had any anal experience, but agreed to give those butt plugs a try. Ginnie was also excited about finally showing off her pussy flower thing, which she decided to bring at the last moment.
We were beside ourselves with excitement during breakfast, imagining all the possibilities and how our fantasies were possibly now in reach. She was a little hesitant to reveal her's though without a little prodding. But she told of one that involved working out at the health club.
She always wore at minimum her stretch shorts and light jog bra whenever working out at the resort health club, while I always enjoyed being nude. I told her previously about my special nude workouts, and that they're an exhibitionist playground. Imagine all those contorting body positions and exercise equipment, not to mention the hot bodies that live there. I'm not the only one with this view, the regulars freely admit to the sexual stimulation the club provides.
Since gym conversations often center on workout techniques, they provide a great opportunity and justification to talk about the fun parts. Where else could I have a perfect excuse to stare at a woman's naked ass, but as to monitor her technique and provide feedback. Everybody is checking out each other, some purely as competition or envy and others in a sexual sense. It's all totally acceptable and a blast. Clothes are such in the way during a workout.
I normally begin my workouts with a few minutes on the treadmill, which of course causes everything to wildly gyrate—boobs and dicks are a blur with stimulation. Then I hit free weights and machines. The free weights are fun when they can be directed to brush up against my dick on each swing, or my arm can be maneuvered to do the same. This usually results in a little growth, but I'm not that concerned, because the women all love watching, as I hear it's one of the main reasons for them coming, and the men don't mind because they're guilty too.
If there aren't any women or kids around, I notice many more inflated dicks. There's a understanding between guys. We all know that we're getting our rocks off working out in the nude, so we all just let the other guy have his fun.
The weight machines provide plenty of stretched out bodies to ogle, especially the leg machines. Sitting on the weight machines with an unconstrained dick allows me to discreetly position it against the seat for maximum stimulation with every rep. The rule is to always sit on your own towel for hygiene concerns, but when I bring a coarse-fabric towel, it just adds to the stimulation on my butt and balls.
Things get really fun when I'm spotting for a woman. The bench press perfectly positions my dick just inches over her head and she's looking right up at it. Then when the bar is lifted off the rack, it can brush my dick if I'm correctly positioned. As if that weren't enough, when I'm holding the bar to help with the lift, my hands are driven right into her boobs.
Spotting for sit-ups also offers an excellent view into her crotch. The girls are having their fun with the spots too, purposely positioning themselves for the best viewing of muscle men or of their own assets. I've had many of flirts in this nudist gym. And I haven't even begun to tell you about the stretching mat, floor exercises or nude yoga.
