So it all began in New York one fine summer day. Ben was on the phone teasing his cousin, Jill about going to a nude beach. He had assumed she had never done it, never had her wares out for public display. But she had. Often. She now admitted it.
"So when are we going to go ourselves?" Jack had been to a few himself. Most notably in Cap d'Agde where he had run into old friends who took him. He loved running around in the nude with friends or with lovers.
"How about next month? It is National Nude Day and we could go to Miami, meet there and hang out." Tee hee she laughed. "Hang out, Beavis." It turned out she had been going to nude beaches for many years also. In Miami, California and up in Maine.
"Well why don't we met in Miami?" he suggested. "We can go to Haulover for the all over."
A few weeks later they met at a hotel in South Beach for lunch and then the quick drive north. After parking they walked through the underpass and onto a nice warm, sunny day at the beach. Ben and Jill scouted it out seeing perhaps a few hundred people laying out relaxing and catching some rays. The two walked down the beach until Jill found a spot, strategically located near the water and just the right distance from other people.
They laid out their towels and backpacks with some trepidation. After all this event did represent the crossing of a line or two. Two cousins, even if second cousins, hanging out naked. What would the parents say? Yes they were both in their late thirties, but still it could be a bit scandalous. Ben decided to take the leap first. As Jill finished laying out her towel, he pulled off his shirt and pants, exposing himself to the sun and to Jill.
She surreptitiously took a look and thought "nice equipment, Bigger than I am getting" as she pulled off her top, revealing her small but lovely breasts. They may only be A cups, but they are A in every way, round with nice brownish-red nipples tanned from being in the sun.
