Jr Nudists Novels & Stories

“Have you ever been to a nude beach?” “Oh, yes. There’s a really nice one at Cap d’Agde. I took Macey there. We had a great time.” Macey’s face suddenly reddened. She shook her head at the memories of the village where nudists didn’t just lounge on the beach. At that, Julius raised an eyebrow, watching her. She ignored his stare and silent inquiries. He hadn’t minded the talk of spas or saunas as they were enclosed areas and private, but a beach was different. And it wasn’t just women who could be found there.

“And what rule says stop having fun at twenty five? This isn’t even as dangerous as that.” “Except we could get arrested for public nudity.” She said in a duh tone. Like I was dumb for not even considering that. To be fair, I keep forgetting nudity is a big deal over here. Back at home, it was the norm. It was probably why we hadn’t cared and we went ahead and jumped into the freezing water just for the thrill. “Well, we can pay the fine.” “Unless it’s jail time.” She retorted. “It doesn’t harm anybody.” Jenna let out a shriek and shook her head.

Breathing a sigh of relief as the discomfort faded away, I struggled to process everything that had just happened. My sister was a nudist. And fucking hot. And we were going to be spending the next two weeks together in the same house. I knew most guys in my situation would be thanking their lucky stars, but Molly wasn't their sister. Hell, if I were being honest I'd love to have a nudist girlfriend, but the problem here was that this wasn't any old girl. How the fuck was I supposed to just act like normal while she waltzed around flashing her tits and pussy everywhere?

The guy sent me a faceless nude, a Latino guy who looked fit and large, wearing just a little cross on a chain with a hard cock that must have been 8+ inches. Omg, nice, I pulled over and texted him for a while, sent him some pics of my little ass and hole, clean shaven. And I sent pics of my body and face, I'm 5'8 and kinda muscular. He said to me, "I'll pound it and make u suck." I'm gonna refer to him as J.

Soon, I heard the sound of running water. I knew what was coming next. Even though we had already been intimate several times, I still felt nervous. After washing the dishes, I made my way to the bedroom. Just as I walked through the door, Nardy came out of the bathroom, drying his hair with a towel. He was naked except for the bath towel wrapped around his waist, hiding his most private parts. Nardy had a great body, with eight-pack abs and a sexy V-line. He oozed masculinity and charm. This wasn’t the first time I’d seen his body, but I still couldn’t help but admire it.

Some were fully, birthday suit naked, and the rest were dressed scantily. “What...” I swallow, “What is this?” I whisper, unable to take my eyes away from them. or some reason, I found their nakedness and mingling to be beautiful. None of them were staring at each other with lust, they were just chatting away and laughing. Some of them were at tables working on their computers. “The Nudists, they find clothes constricting, and find they feel better like this.” I feel him watching me keenly, but I can’t take my eyes off them, as they chatted, not one of them looked uncomfortable.

Prologue My name is Nadia Burlesque. I don’t believe in love at first sight or love at all. My life has never been like the movies, and I live a very risqué lifestyle. Before I can get into all of that, I feel it only fits that you know my back story.

"My name, my age, basics, how to play my instruments, how to sing, how to play basketball, simple things I've done for years, and obviously I haven't forgotten how to fight." "So, you don't remember me?" the blond drummer question with a pout. He's so cute. Hae Mina complained. It isn't fair. Hae Jae-Woo shook his head. "Oh, no fair. Don't you remember anyone?" Hae Jae-Woo shook his head again. "Well, let us begin the introductions," Nerd said.

The walls were too thick to give me anything but the occasional low murmur of his voice and, on one or two occasions, something that might have been a sound I could categorize as a moan for all I care. When the door finally opened, Camille came out, fixing her hair, smiling. A private, satisfied, 'just-for-her' smile. "Goodnight, Nadia," she said sweetly, and let herself out. I sat there hating the heat that crawled up my neck, because I had no right to it. Then Jeremy came out of the bedroom, shirtless. Of course. Because why would God let me keep one working organ? He wore only dark joggers hanging low on his hips, the waistband loose enough to hint at things I didn't have any business ack

"Yes, though we intend to keep our submission from our children. It's one of the reasons Master designed this bed. It is not apparent to anyone it is a device for the training and bondage of slaves. Spankings and Paddling will be more difficult due to the noise they create, but the whip doesn't make much noise comparatively. We aren't afraid to be nude in front of them, nor to show our love for one another. Nudists do it all the time and by most accounts, their children suffer no mental instability from being around nudity. Sex will have to take place behind closed doors after he gets older, but that's what locks are for. Our children will need to choose this lifestyle for themselves when th