My friend Carry from high school decides to take at least one trip to a nude beach as soon as it starts to get hot, so she can work on her tan for summer. Since I am one of her more outgoing friends, I get included on this adventure. It truly is an adventure because it is a hot springs in the middle of the desert more than a beach, but it is nice and quiet and never gets raided. Since the idea of fleeing from cops in the altogether is more than a little frightening, this "beach" is our top choice. The only problem is it is a four-mile hike from the parking area to the springs, so with us not being in hiking shape it turns into a rather interesting trip. Anyways we carry forth in the hopes of attaining a fabulous tan. This year, at 21, we have prepared and started hiking regularly before the trip and are in shape.
After the lengthy drive, and the dirt road we reach the happy hippie sign, slather on sunscreen (we are both pasty white) and strip down to our skivvies before starting the hike. Carry is beautiful, she is Irish-Mexican mix but you wouldn't know she had Latina in her other than her last name. She is about 5' 10" with long brown hair and brown eyes. Her most notable feature is her fabulous tits. She has these huge perfect tits, says she's a DD but I don't believe it because they are bigger than mine are. I love her tits. I am barely 5' 2" and white as white can be, I swear I glow in the dark. Other than the lacking tan (note the point of the trip) I am the typical California girl, long blonde hair, blue eyes, girl next-door face, with a dancers body and 34DD tits. So off we hike, Carry in nothing but a pair of red spandex boyshort undies and tennies, me in flower print boyshorts, a sports bra and hiking boots, I'd rather suffer the tan lines than sun burnt nipples, (ouch! can you imagine?).
We make the hike down without a hitch, wade through the stream and pick some nice flat rocks to lie out on. First, we lay down the towels, then start peeling off our few remaining articles of clothing, first shoes, then socks and then off with the skivvies. We start the laying out, flipping every 15 min process while discussing old times. "Hey, remember the first time we came out here?" I ask.
"Yea." she grins as she blushes slightly. We were about 2 months shy of 18 at the time, about to graduate high school, and had to have a final fling for summer break. So we took off for the nude beach, this is when we were "experimenting" with many things, and needless to say it was a very interesting trip.
"What ever happened with that?" I prod.
"What?" she tries to avoid me. I decide to be brave.
"Did you really like me? Or were you just trying things out?"
