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Nude hike
So I visited a nude retreat yesterday for the first time. I love to be naked outside, but fearful of being caught, so why not go where it's acceptable behavior.
I checked in, the receptionist went over the few rules, with emphasis on no sexual acts are permitted. I thought yeah right.
It was a Tuesday so not many visitors, and hot, about 98°. Everyone was at the pool. I set out to hike the many miles of trails, with my cargo shorts on to carry water and stuff. About a half hour I discovered a nice grassy area partially open and overlooking a beautiful valley. I took off my shorts and layed back with nothing on but my hiking shoes.
As i had imagined the sun on my exposed penis made it stand erect in just a few minutes. I showered before coming out, but a half hour of hiking in the hot sun made me a little sweaty, and the sweet scent of my testicles made me feel excited and aroused, my legs were spread and parts that rarely see light were gloriously exposed. My anus contracted when a breeze blew by and I could sense the light wind massaging it. That was it, I was in flames, I had to release some semen.
Although no one passed by that first day, I was hoping to be seen masturbating. I had great long and torturous solo sex out in the open forest , edging at the brink of orgasm for at least a half hour. It was so awesome, in the heat I was sweating, and my penis was wet, glistening, and about to burst like a water balloon, engorged to capacity. And when I finally allowed myself to cum it shot out about 3 feet, and it felt so good, like emptying out my sack in one intense releaviing orgasm, each pleasureful contraction forcing out a rope of musky white semen. Nothing like hard intense high pressure ejaculating, where you can feel the built up sperm volume coursing through your vain and spurting out in un controlled liquid spirals, ahhhh yessssss!!!!!!!!! Not better than sex, but pleasureful in its own right. Open air masturbation, I love it.
I layed back, my sperm shots on blades of grass glistening in the warm bright sun. I cooled off, washed my penis with some water, put on my shorts and hiked back.
I'm sure I will eventually meet some nice open people, but I really just wanted to check things out by myself at first anyway. And better to hike naked and masturbate in the woods where you won't be arrested for indecency. Looking forward to alot of hiking this summer.
I joined a lesbian meetup group. There were about 10 women give or take. I went to a couple gatherings at a bar and someone's home and I finally opened up. I said I wasn't a lesbian. While I'd had a couple girl/girl encounters in college I think I was in the more bi-curious category now. I said I'd understand if they wanted me out because I knew lesbians didn't like bi-curious ladies. They said it was okay and in fact a couple women were bi and married. So a couple more meetups and I guess I passed muster they told me about a retreat they go on a couple times a year. To be free of responsibilities and inhibitions and they asked if I wanted to go and I did. The weekend was wild. There was everything from relaxing days in a stream to playful or forceful or 50 shades nights. Pretty much anything goes and you were encouraged not to turn down anything. I was lesbian gang banged the first night. The next day nobody bothered to put on clothes so all day no matter the activity or inactivity somebody was having sex with somebody else. I was forced to do things, dared to do others and I never imagined tasting so much pussy in my life. The morning we were going to leave, we just had a relaxing breakfast by the stream. Again, no clothes and everywhere you looked pussies were sucked, fingers slid up buttholes, boobs were squeezed and there was kissing all around. They failed to tell me that every autumn that same week there was what appeared to be a bunch of fishing buddies that rented the next cabin for a week. They would come early and watch the Sunday morning sex fest. The women loved knowing the guys were jerking off to women who wouldn't give them the time of day.
Strange when guys think that cum comes from their balls, not the prostrate gland.
You are right. Growing up our home was almost a mile from our nearest neighbor. I think that is why we never owned any curtains, blinds or shades. I thought about hiking nude for years before I tried it. I loved to explore on my own. I've seen my brother skinny dipping or jerking off by the creek enough times that I stopped going there at all. I've spotted my sister on a blanket in the middle of the field between our place and her boyfriend's parent's place a few times. They had been active together for a while. He sometimes snuck into our window at night to fetch her. Seeing them on the field seemed natural. Like that was their spot and normal.
Several years ago, I lived a few miles from a known nudist retreat. Whenever my hot older sister would visit me, she'd pass it and joke about it when arriving, saying "I passed that nude farm" on the way here. One weekend, she visited me alone (rare as it was, as other family were usually with her), we joked around about it, then said.."We should go sometime..Seriously". That became getting her overnight bag from the car and staying the weekend, so we could check out the nude farm.
Similar to your experience, we got there, and the earful of boring rules, parking pass, etc, with noted repeating of "no sexual acts or behavior in public". She's always been a free spirit, and, having as fit and perfect body as she had, no problem being naked. We walked around, not a stitch of clothing on, and our positive relationship kicked in, wrapping into each other and starting up a bit alongside a path.
A few people passed, but left us alone. Then, a single woman, very attractive, with long, red hair, stopped to chat. First time here, frequent visitors, etc..Then she said didn't know what we were doing was permitted, but, it wasn't public sex, so, it was nice to see two people enjoying each other's bodies like that (she also complimented my hot sister's body..a few times). She then let us in on a secret: there were paths that led to a series of tents, on platforms, for the sole purpose of having sex with anyone you'd meet on the path or trail.
What she didn't tell us was, most of the tents, while firm and secure, also had tears big enough for passers-by to stop and peak in. Yep, as sister and I got busy, we, as the new people, also had an occasional audience. The only thing that was absolutely not permitted was photography. Have to say, that place was so freeing and relaxing, just being naked all weekend, with someone who shares that feeling, and, in a totally safe, nature environment.
You sound like my husband. He sometimes messes around with his sister too
Would it be possible to strip and join you next time in the outdoors? Reading this made me so wet. :)