The Nudist Day

Hello Reader! This is my first-ever story written after leaving school. I hope you'll like it and I appreciate any feedback that would help me develop my skills as a writer.

Enjoy!

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Owen and I has been married for over 10 years now. We've met in the Internet, on some dating platform that doesn't exist anymore. Just after a year of dating, we've took our marriage.

Being indescribably happy together, and our life is quite enjoyable and full of love. We're not very rich, but we can afford a house, travels, healthy food and everything our family needs to live happily. We've never experimented with any kinks.

Honestly we've never really talked about any and our erotic life, although rich, was rather standard and simple.

I'm Kate and I'm 40, 5' 7" having DD cup, dark hair to my shoulders, green eyes and still proportional figure. In my early days I was really fit but now, despite that I actively play volleyball and go to gym, after I gave birth to two wonderful kids, having 175lbs I'm rather on the chubby side.

My husband, Owen is younger than me, in his 35'. He's 6' 3", slightly muscular with dark blonde hair and blue eyes.

Currently we live in one of European countries. Owen works as an electrical engineer for a company that produces green energy and I work as a lawyer for a local county office.

"Happy Birthday, Daddy!" kids were screaming when we just entered our bedroom in the morning.

"Happy Birthday, Honey!" I said and we all started to hug Owen. I didn't hesitate to also give him a modest kiss for the occasion. It was Friday, 11th of November. His 35th birthday.

Owen was thankful that we remembered, tickled kids a little and we spent a few minutes in the bed together. Kids were asking silly questions like how it is to be so old, and we were remembering how we've met just before his 24th.

After 5 to 10 minutes I ordered kids to prepare to the school. Normally Owen drives them, but today I wanted to let him just be happy and don't rush anywhere. Because on Friday's we're both working from home, any of us had to prepare to go to the office.

It took me just about 15 minutes to drive there and back.

It was 7:40 when I came home. I heard toothbrush in the bathroom upstairs and indeed it was where I found Owen, still naked, preparing for the day.

I joined him and after he finished brushing, I gave him much more tender kiss than before. Owen gave it back even more tenderly, our tongues met and danced like two lovers on the dance floor. He started to reach under my blouse, but stopped him.

"Honey, could you make me a morning coffee?" was probably not what he wanted to hear now. Nevertheless he agreed and went downstairs.

Just after the sound of grinder and espresso machine starting up has come to my ears. It's not like I didn't wanted more. We both started work at 9, so we had plenty of time to celebrate a little.

What I needed was a few minutes to change. And you have to know that Owen makes delicious coffee, that's better that that available in any coffee shop I've been to.

Especially for today's occasion I bought a sexy set of lingerie. It's made up of a corset, gartner belt, stockings and panties. All in black with red accents.

Our clothing preferences differ, to be honest. I love to wear such a beautiful and erotic set of lingerie, just to be stripped from, and Owen prefers me stark naked. I made a decision to resign from panties today, to satisfy both our fantasies.

I was waxing my pubes smooth before I met Owen, but after we went intimate for the 1st time I learned that he loves a woman to be natural, so currently I just trim it neatly here and there to keep my bush inside of the lingerie.

I heard that my Celebrant is foaming the milk for my latte, to put in it some latte art that he's started learning lastly, so I quietly strode to our bedroom.

The room is located on the south wall of our house, so it's sunny and warm what we both like. We've got a king-size bed that Owen has made himself as one of many hobbies of him. It's made from maple wood and has plush headboard in cherry-red color. Beside there are two night cabinets and reading lights mounted on the wall. Near the bed, by the wall there is my little dresser and behind the doors to the bedroom there is an entry to a small walk-in wardrobe.

"Where do you want your coffee served, Luv?" Owen screamed like a mad.

"Please put it on my dresser," I replied, while hiding myself in the wardrobe, waiting for him to come and get his surprise.

When Owen entered the room I instantly smelled mixed scent of coffee and his cologne. I was positively surprised seeing him still in his birthday suit, if you know what I mean.

Quietly I went out and closed the door what made Owen to look back. I loved his smile and luscious look when our eyes met. I slightly brushed his cheek when passing by to take a sip of my long anticipated morning coffee.

Just a heartbeat after I took mouthful of coffee I felt his hands on my waist and kisses on my neck. He knew how to turn me on, despite I was already aroused from just planning all of that and the preparation process. I put my cup on the dresser and faced him, so we could continue what we've already started when I ruthlessly ordered my coffee.

We kissed passionately like on the first time, we've ever kissed. Owen was tasting the coffee he made mixed with my lust. I must've been unconscious for a second or two, because I don't know when and how but I was sitting on our bed and he was meticulously working on unclasping my corset, while still caressing me upper body with his lips.

In a glimpse, the corset went away and he was already biting my nipples. Oh My God! How I love that feeling, it's even hard to describe in any words. He's laid me gently still biting one my nipple or another and in the mean time wandering over my whole body with his hand.

He know so well where my erogenous zones are and how to caress them. And he knew how to drive me crazy by skipping my pubes and my pussy during his endless travels over my body. I pushed him on his back and went lied beside him. Owen's penis that was already erected for a long time. "It's your birthday, Honey, don't you remember?" I asked rhetorically. "It's you who should be taking pleasure right now," and I started kissing him and biting slightly over his torso, neck and of course, kissing his lips already red from arousal.

My kisses went lower and lower, and finally i reached his pubes. Owen did not shave, like myself, but I liked that too. I put a kiss on the tip of his penis, took the foreskin off and started to gently lick it all around.

I liked the taste of him, the taste of love and lust that was still boiling between us despite the years together, despite having kids, despite of all bad moments that every relationship has on the path of the time.

I loved the one and only scent of him when he was aroused. I could just dive into that sensual ecstasy and never surface. My husband was breathing faster, so I knew I'm on the right track. I felt his hands all over my body, what drove me crazy too.

He was now also caressing my puss that I felt, was dripping wet. He was stroking hard my clit, and it was harder and harder to focus on anything else than the luscious pleasure we were giving each other.

In that time I already had Owen's penis in my mouth and was doing passionate blowjob to him. He managed to slip between my tights and gave me wonderful minette.

Happily we're both long timers. Thankfully to that we could enjoy our 69 caressing for a while, when I felt my orgasm is near and I wanted to fill him inside me. I quickly repositioned to face him.

"You on the top," he said, and I submissively realized his order.

In no time I nailed myself on him and quickly we've found our rhythm. I rode Owen desperately while he was pinching my nipples, massaging my tits... His hands were everywhere on my body and I loved every second of it.

Owen made me lean forward to exchange kisses and just after our tongues met, my orgasm entered like a Caesar after the Battle of Thapsus. All my muscles started to thrill and I moaned loudly. Just then he flexed and I felt warm load of his cum inside me.

We stayed like that, me laying on him, breathing hard and glistening from sweat. I felt his cock still inside me, but becoming softer with every while.

Owen was still lying on his back, and I put my head on his shoulder, my body snuggled to his. My hand was aimlessly wandering over his torso and stomach.

"Sweetheart, what do you dream of for your birthday gift?" I asked and looked into his eyes, where I found a spark that I couldn't interpret at the time. I already knew I probably just opened a Pandora box. So little I knew how much right I was.

"Nothing," he said, but I knew that was not the truth. And I wanted the truth. I loved him and I would do anything to please him. Especially that I know, he would do even more to please myself.

"Tell me, Owen," I was pushing him "I feel you're hiding something and don't want to tell," I teased him as much as I could.

"No Sweetie, I can't expect that from you. Let's keep that as a fantasy of mine," was Owen's answer, but we both knew the discussion won't finish like that.

Now I already knew it's going to be sexual. And inside of me I was ready for it. I just hoped it won't be a threesome or anal. Those were beside my borders of acceptance.

I trembled but pushed forward.

"Now I know already you have some fantasy, you like me to realize. Now I'm bot curious and sad, you don't trust me enough to just openly say what you dream about." A little bit of emotional blackmailing has never harmed anyone, hasn't it?

"Kate," he said and made a long pause. I didn't say anything, just petting his torso like before. It was a few seconds, but felt like eternity when he added "in the town, one hour of driving from our home, in the waterpark. There will be an event next month, which I would love to go together with you."

I was dumbfounded. Kids loved waterparks and we've been in a few of them so many times. Why was he so ashamed to propose that? Is that because we're adults and he want's to be a little boy for a day?

"Sure, Honey!" I said and instantly added "Why was you so bothered to ask me for that?"

"Kate, because the event is called a Nudist Day."

My heart skipped one beat I believe. Sure, I was seen nude before, like in hospital, when giving birth... But I was rather on the shy side. I've never been to nudist beach, never been nude in public. Now I knew...

"Please tell me some details of the event," I tried to sound as calm and normal as possible.

Next at least half an hour Owen did clarify me what a Nudist Day was. We've crawled through the website of the waterpark, checked the rules of the event and we found some Internet forum where people did discuss how those events looked in the past.

Basically, what seems obvious, nudity was required. There was a hack that you could optionally have you towel around your body to keep some modesty, but saunas, showers and other wet attractions were in the nude.

"Luv, if you're going to agree to go there with me, and it's my birthday gift, we could set up our own rules, can't we?" Owen did say just when I was a little calmer imagining that I'll just be the one in the robe.

"What do you mean, Honey? What kind of rules do you have on your mind?" I asked while setting up my place on his shoulder again. I loved the feeling of his warmth on my body and the intimacy of being so close to my beloved man.

"First of all," he started and chuckled "I want you to know you look gorgeous naked. And you've nothing to hide. I want you to strip naked in the changing room and stay nude for the whole time we're going to spend there. You can have your flip-flops and the watch-like token that opens the closet."

I shivered a little, but asked him to continue.

"If you won't know what to do with your hands, your hips or your back are the places to go. I want you to not bother to hide anything. I want you to enjoy your internal power and your outstanding beauty. Also I'll be the one to carry our towels, so you won't bother. I want you to enjoy your nakedness in such a public place, so it's not only me, who's satisfied, but you also." He said all of that in one breath, so I knew it was not a simple thing for Owen to articulate his dreams.

I didn't know about his kink of exposing his wife stark naked in public to bunch of strangers, and it made me dizzy in that moment.

"Let me think of it, Dear. Let's discuss it in the evening," I replied. I needed some time to rethink the matter. We kissed again for a few minutes and went dress up for the day. It was already 40 past 9 am, so we were both late, but who counted that on remote?

After our emotional morning, the rest of the day at work went really well and calm. It's kind of Friday of my dreams, where nothing is really going on, so I can clean up all tasks from the week and prepare as much as possible for the next hectic week.

Owen didn't say a word about his ask the whole day too. He's always respected my words and boundaries. I knew he won't call the topic even in the evening or virtually never. It was me, who had a ball now and I had to take the initiative if I wanted to fulfill his dream.

The afternoon was our family time. Owen brought the children from the school. I had a cake hidden for the occasion, so we ate some dinner together and shared the cake afterwards. After that we went to the forest for a walk to burn some additional calories and next there was a great session of Scrabble game. Parents vs. kids and girls vs. boys.

In the evening, when kids fall asleep we took a shower and went to the bed. My husband was reading a book and I fought my own thoughts. I don't know if I have already told you, but I'm on the shy side and the perspective of wandering around fully naked in public was terrifying me. Beside that I had one more feeling like butterfly's flying in my stomach.

"Sweetheart?" I said with my voice trembling a little.

"Uhm?"

"I'll buy the tickets. You'll drive us both ways, so don't take a drink."

Owen has put his book onto the night table, looked deep in my eyes and said thank you by kissing me passionately. Again we united in a shameless sex. Same as in the morning, but I felt some unknown, additional feeling.

Owen was a little bit different too, but we didn't manage to talk. After we came two times in a row, we've just went asleep still hugging. Earlier than we both wanted to.

Days between Owen's birthday went peaceful and fast. Day before our trip to waterpark, I brought my mom to stay with kids. I didn't manage to tell her where we're going to go. Just told her that we're going for a date. I asked Owen not to tell her too.

In the evening we drank a glass of wine each and went to prepare us for the night.

"What do you feel about our trip to the waterpark tomorrow?" I asked my husband, when already lying in the bed.

"Well, I hope," Owen said with audible concern and joy in his voice, "that it will be a great time for both of us."

I moaned. "I know you're shy. Nevertheless I hope you will be able to expel that feeling, and find the Goddess in yourself," Owen finished his thought.

Finally, the day has come. In the morning, at home I was nervous a little but also looking forward to make my Honey happy. I bought myself a new warm and fluffy tracksuit and decided it's my clothing to go for today. Only that if you know what I mean. I wanted to make Owen a bit of surprise, so not everything would be obvious.

The waterpark was opening at 11am. My phone GPS showed we'll be driving for an hour and 20 minutes, so we said goodbye to kids and left quarter past 9 am. Owen did dress casually, some jeans and a sweater. One more time we discussed the rules of my nudity. Basically he wanted me to be a submissive wife obeying his orders. And indeed I think it was a good idea not to thing too much, just follow his orders.

The road was almost empty and we arrived half an hour early. The ticket windows were already open, so we exchanged the tickets we've bought online into silicone watch-like transponders, but we had to wait till 11 am for the gates to open. In the meantime we were able to leave our jackets and shoes in the cloakroom. In this waterpark you enter into the changing rooms already in your pool flip-flops. So we did and sat down one of many benches standing in the hall.

"Do you realize those watches and flip-flops will be everything we'll have on us in just a few moments?" I asked mumbling my transponder in my hands.

"I can't wait, Sweetheart... I'm happy and proud of you for what are you going to do."

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The clock was showing almost 11 am and I was shocked how many people has come for the event. The hall was full of people, both women and men at all ages. Most had online tickets, but there were really long queue for buying tickets just now. The atmosphere was bright, people were smiling and chit-chatting. Everything looked so normal, like there wouldn't be everyone nude in just a few minutes.

"Remember, Luv? Just strip down, close the locker and stay in your glory." Said My husband and my tormentor for today.

I was to answer something intelligent, but it went 11 o'clock and the gates started to open, so I just said "Uhm" and there we went.

Finding our lockers was more than easy, and we had them side by side. We both opened the doors and started to put our belongings inside. Owen took out our towels from the bag, put them on top of the locker and throw the bag inside.

That is the moment of truth, I thought. I was full of different feelings. Embarrassment and humiliation was the strongest, but there was a note of curiosity and something I couldn't find a name for. Owen was already almost naked, ready to slip off his pants, but he wasn't hastening me.

"That's the moment of truth" I said and started to unzip my sweatshirt. Owen was nude in the meantime. And not only my Owen. I've seen already many people naked and in their towels. Most of them used the towels. I couldn't I felt so nude and vulnerable already and the only think that made me not scream and escape was my husband. I knew I can't do that for him. Not now, while we're so close. I took a deep breath, unzipped my top, and took it off in one quick move.

"Wow, it looked like you're not wearing the bra but I thought it has only occurred to me" said Owen not knowing what will happen next.

I was shaking both inside and physically. Nevertheless I just said "I love you, you bastard!" took even deeper breath and pulled my sweatpants down, then stepped out of them.

"O! M! G!" Was the only kind of words he was able to issue when it reached him I was not wearing any pants too. I was shaking so much I had to hold on the locker to step out of my trousers, what I did. I quickly put everything into the locker and closed the door.

"Let's go!" I ordered. "Before I run away!"

Owen took my hand firmly, with our towels in the other hand and we went to the showers. I was red from humiliation, but I was also trembling for another reason, that I couldn't define at the moment. When we reached the showers I saw the signs of women and men showers and told Owen we have to split up to shower ourselves.

"That's nonsense." I heard in response. "Maybe in the normal day, but today it's a Nudist Day, so no one could be ashamed. Come with me!" and he pulled me into men's shower.

Truthfully, I wasn't the only one woman there. There was about dozen of showers with no separation or curtain, just a shower head on the wall and a tap beneath. Owen has put our towels on the hooks and a few steps ahead we started to clean ourselves.

One more girl was there too with her man. I saw that she had flat belly and not even one hair on her pubis. I told that to Owen, but he only told me to be natural and enjoy my nudity. Simple to say, harder to achieve.