Lori was a virgin when we got married. I know, unbelievable today but true.
So what I'm about to relay is a true journey of discovery. And, by the way, this is an absolutely true story.
Stick with me for a while, while I lay out some background. There is sex, and a lot of it, but I want you to understand the journey.
When we first got married, neither of us knew anything about sex other than what was supposed to go where. I had no idea about female passion and the ability for girls to have climaxes too. So, as you can imagine, our sex life was extraordinarily vanilla.
Even when I was an adolescent, learning about masturbation, and I was a very astute student, I never had a lot of stamina. I don't know if I invented any new techniques, but I sure tried a lot of versions. Even as I got very good at bringing myself off, I always had a short fuse.
Our first year of married life was probably similar to many other couples. Every night, without fail, except for "that time of the month".
After that, sex began to taper off to maybe three or four times a week, then maybe once a week until it was maybe once a month.
If it had not been for my profession, we probably would have separated and got a divorce down the road. Because, sex for Lori was nothing to write home about for sure.
I was in construction, and business had been slowing down, but the bills had not. So when I got a call about building a large, two story structure, I couldn't turn it down. Even though it was for a nudist resort up north. Use your imagination here. Given what I've told you so far, you can guess my excitement about working at a camp where everyone was naked all the time. My only concern was, what would happen when I got rock solid, hard as iron, erections, while trying to build this party structure?
Lori was dead set against it because of her strict Christian upbringing, but I convinced her we needed to pay the bills, so she finally, reluctantly agreed.
Long story short, my fears about visibly embarrassing myself did not happen, and I began to develop an all over tan myself. The people were just like everyone else except for their beliefs about clothing. I told Lori all about it, of course, but she was still ultra conservative about sharing intimacy with strangers.
After a couple months of asking her to come with me and trying to convince her it's not a sex orgy club, she finally agreed to come up with me on a week day when there were not that many people there, but there was no way she was going to take off her clothes.
I could accept that, it was a beginning. She came up the first time on a Tuesday morning and it was like I told her, fairly deserted. There were some couples that lived there all summer and as the day progressed, some of the women came over and introduced themselves. I had prepped them about Lori's reservations so they were very laid back, but genuinely friendly, and Lori slowly began to relax. By the end of the day, she had met three other married women and actually seemed to be enjoying their company even with them being naked. I was still working on the building, so when the work day was coming to an end, and the husbands started coming back to camp, Lori started getting concerned again.
One thing I noticed, and was considerably concerned about exposing Lori to, was the fact that almost every guy in camp was visibly larger in the manhood department than I was. So when Phil got there and stripped down, Lori realized that all men are not created equal.
For your mental observation, let me do some comparisons at this point.
I am 24 years old, 6 feet tall even, 155 pounds. I am very fit physically, without an "inch to pinch" anywhere. As for my endowments, I am about three and a half inches flaccid, and, when rock hard, I am just under six inches. Definitely no porn star.
Phil is about 30, six foot 4", about 180 pounds and nearly as fit as me. The obvious difference is in his package. He is nearly six inches flaccid, and I saw him once in the sauna with an erection that's about eight and a half inches. That's his estimate anyway, and I certainly couldn't argue it.
Jerry, is Linda's husband and he is putting on some extra inches, but not fat by any means and while he isn't as big as Phil, he is definitely longer and thicker than I am.
There is one exception to this pattern in Harry. I caught him masturbating by the pool when he thought he was all alone, and when hard, he is about three inches long.
When Lori saw these guys get naked, she was visibly shaken and embarrassed, but she didn't freak out and demand to go home immediately either.
Through a gradual process over the summer she agreed to come with me a few more times. One of the rules of the camp was that men had to be naked if the weather permitted and after the third visit, women had to be topless, but could keep their panties on. Getting Lori to come up for the fourth time was a challenge. I think she really wanted to, but didn't want me to know she wanted to. Eventually she agreed and she removed her bra for the first time. We came up on a Friday night, and she was topless all day Saturday, and when everyone decided on a pool party, that evening, she actually took off her panties and joined in the fun. By the end of the weekend, she seemed quite comfortable being completely naked around the whole group.
One benefit that I had not foreseen, was our sex life. We were back to three to four times a week again, and she seemed fairly happy.
I should try to describe Lori for you. She's going to be the star of this story. She's 22 years old at the time of this story. She has long auburn hair, five foot three inches tall. She has an athletic body at 104 pounds. Her breasts are exquisite at about the size of half a grapefruit, very firm, no sag at all with aureoles about the size of a half dollar and nipples that protrude like a spice drop when they are cold, or horny. She has a 24 inch waist and hips that flare out to 35 inches and her secret places are covered by a thick patch of auburn pubic hair.
She's not the Playboy bunny type as much as the girl next door type. Yet I definitely noticed that she got more than her fair share of looks from the guys when she was at camp.
So, fast forward a couple years.
We are now full members at the club and we spend most of our summers there. The group dynamic has subtly changed in the past couple years. The friendships have gotten stronger to a point and, as with most close friendships, the freedom to "act out" a little has been getting more suggestive.
For example, sitting in the sauna with a group of people, sexual innuendo has gone from mild to downright suggestive and raunchy. The obvious extension of that is playing grabass and getting more touchy feely in a highly humorous way. A couple of the wives seem to find delight in making their husbands hard in front of a group of people.
Phil wasn't the biggest man in camp, but he did seem to get aroused quite easily and quite often. Margie, his wife actually grabbed his manhood in the sauna one night while we were the only ones in there and proceeded to dare him to get an erection, all the while telling him he better not get one in front of Lori and me. Well, you can imagine how effective her admonishment was on him and he proceeded to get fully hard while she masturbated him.