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Some years ago, I booked a nudist holiday, with a nudist friend. She told me her friend, who was not a nudist, wanted to join us, for a bucket list experience. She turned out to be a little overweight, but quite attractive, with a bubbly personality. She was good fun to be with.

During the holiday, in a Spanish nudist hotel, my friend would sunbathe and swim nude, and sometimes play boules, but other times she wore a wrap. Her friend, let's call her Pat, sunbathed topless, but wore a wrap at other times. I went nude whenever possible. Everybody had to dress for breakfast and evening meals in the restaurant, and in the bars for evening drinks.

We settled into a routine fairly quickly. I had taken tea, coffee, kettle and mugs, so my room became the group common room. Every morning, Pat came in first, usually wearing a night shirt. I got a naked hug, it was nice to feel her clothes against my bare skin. We sat and chatted while having coffee - quite often I got a brief flash of her ginger pubes. I took care to not obviously look. My fiend then joined us, always adequately covered. After she had her drink, we all dressed for breakfast.

One morning, Pat arrived while I was still showering. No problem, Pat pottered in and out of the bathroom, filling the kettle, washing mugs (which didn't need washing). She never really stared at me, but she didn't need to be in the bathroom, except to watch me.

When we set off for our sunbeds, the girls had their wraps, I wore nothing. Skinny dipping was mandatory in the pool, so when Pat wanted to swim, I engaged my inner gentleman, and walked to the pool with her close behind me, so nobody could see her. Silly, as in nudist environments, it is being dressed that makes people look. We went to a nude beach bar for lunches, but the girls kept their wraps on. For much of the holiday, I was the naked male, with clothed or partially clothed females.

There were a few highlights with Pat that I look back on very happily. I hope I make them as enjoyable for you.

The shortest tale is my naked back massage. I don't know if Pat was trained, or self taught, but she was quite good. She wore her bikini bottoms as usual, and wrap round her ample boobs. She was very good doing my back, working each individual muscle, and pressing down my spine. I've had professional massages, but none of them did my bum. Pat did press on my gluteals - but I can't help feeling it was for her benefit, not mine, especially when she had a hand on each cheek working them in big circles, opening my bum crack to the max. When she finished I had to relax for a couple of minutes before standing up.

The next, but longest story is a photo shoot session. Pat wanted some head and shoulder portraits, but agreed to do some more fun shots as holiday reminders. She had a selection of wraps and hats, including a huge one. My friend came along, wearing baggy shorts and a strapless top. As usual, I was the nude photographer.

I took the portraits, while she changed tops and hats, then did some more interesting shots. I did a few greek statue style, using her wraps to both cover and expose. I was pleased with them, but she wasn't so keen. I did a couple of interesting shots using only her big floppy hat - a frontal and rear shot, using her hat to just cover her. A fun one where she pretended to run, with the hat clutched tightly. She then agreed to let the hat slip a bit - holding it a little to the side, so her bush was covered, but one hip and one nipple was exposed, leaving no doubt she was actually naked. The rear shot left her whole butt exposed.

We then went on to use the wicker chair (think Emanuel, but not as elaborate), and her wraps. She threw a lot of poses, getting more excitable and daring as we went on. After a while she let me adjust her wraps, uncovering her nipples, or her bottom. I got a nice shot with the wrap only just held up by her nipple, looking like it was slipping off. A couple of pictures she only covered her boobs with her arms. Finally, she swapped into my friends top, with a wrap round her waist. Again, she let me pull it down to uncover one boob almost completely.

The last picture, she and my friend hugged, completely naked, but Pat managed to hide her bush against my friends thigh. I would have loved to have had a shot of me naked, with the girls dressed, but that didn't happen.

You can imagine, I had difficulty maintaining my professionalism, and not showing my enjoyment. Especially when standing close, and carefully adjusting her covering.

The final chapter of this tale is the briefest, but best memory. Near the end of the holiday, my fiend suggested we share the hotels family sized bath with a glass of cava as a celebration. Surprisingly, Pat agreed. The bath took ages to fill, and Pat poured a load of shower gel in, so there was a lot of bubbles for her to hide in. The girls took off their wraps and stepped in quickly. I got in last, having served the drinks, facing them. It was an enjoyable but not revealing session, untill Pat washed her blonde hair, then rolled over, head and shoulders under the water, revealing her ginger bush. As she pushed herself up, her arm was between my legs, not quite touching me.

The girls got out and wrapped themselves in towels, returning to their rooms to do hair, makeup and dress. I finished my grooming, then ventured off to the hotel foyer , where there was an ice cube machine, to fill two Ice buckets.

As I returned to our rooms, Pat emerged from friends room, wearing a very fetching loose off the shoulder top. Obviously nothing under it. She was holding the hanging ribbon, which she had cut off the top. Her face lit up with a wicked grin when she saw me walking up the corridor, ice bucket in each hand, wearing nothing but a smile.

She stood in front of me, and bent down to carefully loop the ribbon under my droopy penis, then squated down lower to tie the ribbon in a large bow. Her face was only inches from me. She was very careful not to actually touch me when she put a finger on the knot to tighten it. She then then went back to her own room, saying see you later, with a laugh in her voice..

As usual, I didn't dress untill the girls came to my room before going to dinner. Friend burst out laughing when she saw me. I slipped on trousers and shirt, never underwear, and we set off for the evening.. we returned to my room after dinner, and a few drinks in a bar with holiday friends. We always had a nightcap or two in my room, hence the ice buckets. Usually I kept my clothes on, but when Pat asked if I still had my ribbon, I felt obliged to strip off and ask if she wanted it back. Unfortunately she declined - I would have enjoyed letting her remove it again. But it did give me an excuse to spend the last hour naked, serving drinks to the girls glammed up for the evening. As they left, I had hugs with both, feeling there clothes against me, and their boobs pressed against my chest.

Pat attempted to get one to one time with me, which might have been interesting, but I was not going to risk the deep trusting bond with my friend. At the time, neither of us wanted serious relationships, but we were very committed to supporting each other.

I love being naked regardless of circumstances, but the girls never guessed the extra kick I got from this hol. I had several more naturist holidays with my friend, but I only met Pat a few times after. At some point she pissed my friend off, and they lost contact.

This post is longer than I thought it would be. I hope it is worth the read. Apart from Pat's name, it is all true, just missing the boring bits.

There is something indescribably delicious about being totally naked in the presence of clothed (or partially clothed) females. It somehow seems to highlight your nakedness for both you and the girls: you feel extra naked in front of them, and it highlights and draws their attention more to your nakedness.

Getting your cock out in front of a girlfriend's girl friend is a favourite of mine.

It's extra great when they touch you too, even if it is just feeling them against you, or you against them, in a simple hug, your cock touches their leg, and their tits and nipples touch your chest. I'm certain that the girls know this is going on, and they get a kick out of the tease too! What is not to like!

I think this girl very much enjoyed your nakedness, and wished to show you her nakedness as much of possible without being too obvious and overt.

The part were the girls were letting you pose them for photos is extremely hot!
(OK girls, give me some life, give me some sass, give me some labia!).

Wow! She gave you a massage and did your bum! 100% she wanted to get you hard, and knew she had got you hard. (I would have told her 'I won't get up, as an involuntary erection has presented itself'. She might have said 'really? let me see then!', and you could have shown her your erect penis. It could have led anywhere!).

I loved the ribbon fun! She came in so close and focused exclusively on your dick! Very Hot!

It is true that the girls do not always understand the kick we get out of being naked in their presence. I think it is also true that the girls do not believe that we know how much of a kick they get from them seeing us too! (We get our dicks out! We love it! They love it! nobody mentions anything!)

You should look Pat up and make contact again. She sounds like a game girl! I'm sure if you mentioned how much you enjoyed all of the nudist fun she, would love to hear from you. She may want to meet up and do some more CFNM or NMNF getting properly nude with you. If you don't ask, you don't get!

Thankyou for sharing this fabulous tale!

Wow, you have absolutely got it, in everything you say.

Unfortunately, in the photo shoot, although she was naked, the shots always had her pussy covered, and her tits mostly covered. No close ups. She must have known she was flashing her pubes, when she came on wearing a short nightshirt and no underwear. I hope she enjoyed it as much as I did. She got value for money, a few flashes for me naked all the time.

I got to see her naked a few times, but only fleetingly - not time to take it all in.

Unfortunately they possibility of making contact is long gone. We know she moved from the address we knew, and my friend did try to make contact, but got nowhere.

The brief contacts were as you say delicious. In some ways them being clothed made my nudity more exciting. Brief touches, like a hand stroking my back, but just sliding on to my bum was great.

If they knew how much I was enjoying the situations, they kept quiet about it. Unfortunately my friend doesn't do nudist, now, and doesn't like me wandering around naked, but I had some good experiences while she did. On one occasion, I was cooking dinner, while she was loading the washing machine. She asked if i had clothes to wash. I stripped off and carried on cooking. I stayed naked while we ate. I should add that we never had a sexual relationship, just really close friendship.

From my brief experience on a clothing optional beach-Gunnison Beach in NJ-it becomes almost normal after a few hours. There is not that much embarrassment when most others are naked, too. I almost began to forget that so many people were seeing me naked since the majority of them were naked, too.

Indeed, naturist events are generally non sexual - a message ii preach whenever I can. But at an individual level, I cannot deny enjoying seeing attractive women in the nude. Nor can I deny that some people noticeably enjoy seeing me naked. But that sense of enjoyment is never progressed to arousal (in public).

The tale above relates to individual interactions, only a very small part of a ten day holiday. Every holiday has it's moments of special interest - nudist holidays are no different.

If you are looking for a week of exhibitionism, or a parade of beautiful women showing themselves, you will be disappointed on a nudist holiday.

Bitsnbobs wrote: Mon Sep 14, 2026 7:04 pm On one occasion, I was cooking dinner, while she was loading the washing machine. She asked if i had clothes to wash. I stripped off and carried on cooking. I stayed naked while we ate. I should add that we never had a sexual relationship, just really close friendship.

Bitsnbobs…..

I loved your ‘clothes into the wash, get naked jape’! That was a good one! - I bet you both enjoyed that!

You could always just surprise her with a new and unexpected jape……

I used to play such japes with a girlfriend of mine…….

(Let me say first off, it was a strange relationship, she was strange, and I was strange with her, it was sexual, but it wasn’t ever going to be a man-woman long term love type of relationship. It was much more of a 'teasy sex fun' type of relationship. You’ll see)…………………………………….

She was always rather gullible, perhaps even a little gormless, and she wasn’t entirely knowledgeable or comfortable with sex and nakedness – (I guess I took advantage of that, perhaps I played it a little gormless myself, and sometimes, I had to press her a little or even ‘ambush’ her regarding matters relating to my cock – yeah, my bad!)…….

So, those naked ambush japes:……….

If she ever said ‘oh try this on’, offering me an item of clothing, I’d be an ‘idiot’ and ‘get it wrong’ by ‘over-undressing’, I’d strip completely naked and ask her ‘What was it you wanted me to try on?’. She would offer me the shirt, or whatever it was, and say ‘well you didn’t need to get your willy out’. (Well, It was a given opportunity to: get naked, get my cock out in front of her, get a cock look, get a smile, and stay naked with cock out whilst modelling the shirt! It was always rewarded with a cock touch and a smile.

On a related topic, and getting us back to the topic of this board, i.e. ‘pants’, if she ever bought any new knickers, I would invite her to try them on and show me. She would present herself to me wearing the new knickers, and I would take the opportunity to thoroughly ‘perve her up’: touching her, feeling how the knickers lay over her pussy lips, pulling the gusset gently aside exposing her labia, diving in for a little lick, turn her around, bend her over, ease the gusset aside, lick her labia, tickle my tongue tip into her vagina, lick her anus, and say ‘yes, very nice new knickers!’. Funny, she often bought new knickers, I think she knew what was coming in the ‘knicker test evaluation process’, I think she liked it!

If I there was ever any new underpants for me (yeah, I know that you don’t really need to try them on!), I would take the opportunity to strip naked, put them on, unbutton the fly, scoop out my cock and balls through the fly, and show her. (under the pretence of testing them for peeing accessibility ease and design – yeah, I know that is nonsense, and that’s not how we do it (I don’t think she knew that!)). I always found it fun to be wearing just underpants but with all of my junk hanging out the front. She always enjoyed the show.

Just before a bath, I’d present myself completely naked, and quietly say ‘I’m just going to get into the bath now’. Naked, Cock out, Cock look, Smile!

Just after a bath, I’d present myself naked again and proudly say ‘I’ve finished in the bath now!’. Often, I’d also ask her to check how clean I was, and I’d invite her to check my willy – (an old childhood trauma, now turned into a fetish!). She would pull my foreskin back and inspect my cock head, and under my foreskin. She always just went ahead and did this for me! Nice! – (She understood how very important it is to have this particular area super clean, and for it to be checked and inspected! – (because I had told her so)). It’s always good to have your cock in a girl’s hand, and to have her pull your foreskin back! A thorough inspection would also include an additional taste test of my lovely clean big shiny purple head! I would always get a little kiss or a little suck there from her, and a nice smile. It’s always good to have your cock in a girl’s hand, with your foreskin pulled back as she places a gentle soft lipped kiss onto your cock head, even better to have your cock in a girl’s hand, with your foreskin pulled back as she gently takes your cock head into her mouth for a little suck and a little taste!........ And apparently, it was always very clean indeed, and it tasted very nicely of COCK!

Hot day? – Just get naked!

Come in dirty from the garden? – Just get naked!

It was really any excuse to get naked in front of her, and get my cock out! - Even better still if there was any cock touching!

It shocked her, it surprised her, but I know it always interested her, and excited her! – it certainly interested me and excited me too!

Getting naked and getting my cock out in front of her was always relatively easy, but achieving an ejaculation for her needed a far more sophisticated and elaborate set of japery!...... read on………………..

(She insisted that I was ‘such an exhibitionist’, but I’d tell her ‘No, I am not, the truth is in fact that I’m really very shy indeed, and I don’t actually like to be seen naked, or have my willy seen’. She told me that I ‘did it regularly, so how can I be shy, and feel so embarrassed by being seen naked, or having my willy seen’. I insisted that ‘I am so’, and this really confused her, and she didn’t ever really know what was real, (yeah, it was all very strange!), but I know that she always enjoyed seeing my cock and all of my naked exhibitionist japes!).

(On a related matter, I did explain to her that a man does need to ejaculate regularly, or he will begin to suffer physical and mental distress – i.e. a man simply needs to ejaculate, he can always do it for himself, but it is all rather ugly and rather sad, and so, it is much better if a female friend can help a man with this. It’s really no different to the need to eat, drink, and sleep regularly – (I do actually believe that this is true! – i.e. if you’re hungry, you eat, and it’s sorted! If you’re thirsty, you drink, and it’s sorted! If you’re tired, you sleep, and it’s sorted! If you’re horny, you ejaculate, and it’s sorted! – is this not true?). She certainly accepted this without question - (the sperms were absolutely flying!)


So, to put these two things together…… She knew that if I was displaying any ‘exhibitionist’ type tendencies, then she knew that I was feeling horny, and she knew then that it meant that I felt the need to ejaculate, and that with me ejaculating, it would settle all the horniness down, my physical and mental distress would be relieved, and I’d be back to ‘normal’. Fairly soon, she would invite me to fuck her, or she’d invite me to be sucked off by her, or she’d invite me to be wanked off by her. If she didn’t pick up on the ‘exhibitionist’ clues, I would quite plainly and simply just tell her that ‘I feel that really need to ejaculate soon’, and that I would just need to wank myself off, but it would be so much better if we could do this together, and so I’d invite her to just watch whilst I just wanked myself off, or I’d ask her if she would like to help by doing it for me! She always went ahead and helped me deal with it, one way or another.
If you don’t ask, you don’t get. I would ask to be ejaculated, and ejaculated I would get!

I had explained, and she completely understood, that I needed to ‘get rid of the little perishers’ (the sperms). She understood exactly what this actually meant, what was required, and so she’d either:

Invite me to fuck her – (Saying ‘would you like to come inside, and we can deal with the little perishers?’ – If she was feeling horny, and fancied being fucked, she would pop this question. On the occasions that she herself really fancied being fucked, she would invite me by saying this. When she wanted to be fucked, she really wanted to be fucked, and she very much enjoyed being fucked. All she had to do was ask, and she knew that I would go ahead and fuck her, and she would get seriously fucked. (Sometimes, she would invite me to fuck her by saying ‘have you got any of those little blue pills?’ (when she wanted to be very seriously fucked by a particularly big hard cock!) - I sometimes used Viagra ‘recreationally….. my cock would always go extra big, extra hard, and for extra long! – has anyone else experienced Viagra in this way?). She would always come very quickly, and it was always great to fuck her because of this (get her ‘sorted’ first, then build up to coming myself, which would often made her come again! This is always best achieved with a ‘little blue pill’ and a particularly big hard cock! – Excellent!)). (So, hopefully now, you can understand that when she asked ‘would you like to come inside, and we’ll deal with the little perishers?’, what she actually meant was ‘get your cock inside my vagina and spunk in there!’ – (Now, that’s ‘dirty talk!’) – and we both get ‘sorted’ – What is not to like!

She’d offer me a blow-job – (Saying ‘would you like me to suck your cock, and deal with the little perishers?’ – She would feel great pride in doing such a very naughty thing, which many girls would not do, or didn’t like to do, because she would let me ejaculate into her mouth – Always a most excellent treat!), I always very much enjoyed her uncharacteristic and surprise ‘dirty talk’ in asking me ‘would you like me to suck your cock?’, in much the same polite matter-of-fact manner that one would ask ‘would you like a cup of tea?’. I’m sure that she enjoyed asking such a very naughty question, as much as she enjoyed the naughtiness of having a cock come in her mouth!

She’d offer to wank me off – (Saying ‘would you like me to wank you off, and get rid of those little perishers with my hand’ – She enjoyed doing this, she liked to see and handle my cock. She felt that she was master of my cock, and could yield her power to make me come! - Excellent), More naughty dirty talk!

Or she’d say ‘You do it, and I’ll just watch’ – (It’s a very naughty thing to be watched whilst you wank yourself off! – She very much enjoyed watching me do this, knowing that I was wanking myself off over her!).

It was also always delicious to hear her talk ‘dirty’! She found this all very sexy too: plus, the fact that I was feeling horny, that I’d shared that with her, that I’d asked her for her help and engagement with ‘my need’, and she always enjoyed the process of talking dirty, dealing with the little perishers, getting me hard and making me come.

(Upshot for me too, I always regularly succeeded in getting rid of those darn little perishers!).

She certainly was an extremely; lovely, nice, kind, loving, thoughtful, naughty, sexy, and understanding girl! - She was perhaps, a ‘keeper’, I sometimes just wish that perhaps I should have done so! – (but, on second thoughts, for her, perhaps there was just too much cock and spunking going on!..... And for, me, she was, sadly, ‘not the sharpest tool in the box’, ‘a sandwich short of a picnic’, and ‘as thick as shit!’).

So, just some thoughts to share with you, and for you to consider, in your relationship with your girl friend.

Just tell her that you’re a man, with a man’s needs, and ask her for her help.

She might just wank you off! Or watch while you do it!

Either way, I’m sure you’d both love it!

Wow. You have a lot going on there

The relationship with my nudist friend was never sexual, nor romantic. Having met through nudism, there was an acceptance off nudity, with an understanding it would not go any further. If I had tried any of of the above, our friendship would have ended on the spot.

It was always a secret treat for me that I could be naked with her and get a kick out of it that she never knew about.

She stopped doing nudist a while ago, so my naked time with her is limited.