I kept my promise to Christian and did what he asked for: shave my pussy completely so she was bald and smooth - I couldn't wait to show her off at the beach! I took a picture with my phone of myself and sent it to him and in return I got a smiley with tongue out! While getting ready and grabbing our stuff Jane made a remark about it and questioned me why I did shave my pussy like this. I was honest and told her it made me horny and that I knew some guys are extra excited to see bald pussies. "Is that so?" she asked - I had to give her some time now to wear the same "dress code" and after she got rid of her black bush we put on our sarong and top and left our place.
In the afternoon we went back to our favorite place, to have a rest, a nap to catch up on some sleep. It was amazing to see how Jane changed in a few days, actually the same shift that I made not so long ago. She didn't wear panties anymore and enjoyed being naked in public now, just like me. Not only at the beach. The last few days in the apartment we were naked all the time - only using towels when we wanted to sit somewhere on a chair or sofa. Also our balcony became a naked outdoor spot to do some extra tanning while having a drink, not caring about what neighbours might see or think when we were out there in broad daylight. And on top she fed her curiosity about fucking an other man, without the need of love or romance, without the "strings" attached and pure for the sex. Ofcourse she noticed how I let myself go all the way with the men and we supported each other in what we did, even planning to do this every year - our husbands would never mind if we travel together and I found it a great idea.
We were happy to be without the guys and spending quiet time together and relaxing. We were the only women being completely naked that afternoon. Before I had the habit, even with my boyfriend with me, never to be the first to get topless if I did not spot other women doing the same already. Same for getting naked. To get topless I don't need that kind of affirmation anymore, I don't care anymore to be the first or the only one. To get nude on a clothes optional beach and nobody else is naked still makes me feel hesitant. Now that I had an accomplice with me made it easier to take everything off. It was getting hot that afternoon and the first thing we did was take a dip in the water to cool down our bodies. When leaving the water we hold hands to keep us straight up between the little waves that might disturb our balance. Only wearing sunglasses we noticed to draw attention from the other people present there. I imagined it was because of our bald pussies and fantasized how the men, sitting next to their wives, were staring back at us from under their shades, getting half hard dicks in their swim pants. Was it the sex of the last days that made me feel that way or was it me, really getting sexual satisfaction with my exhibistionistic behaviour? Exposing myself like this, unhibitant and proud, before the eyes of many strangers was almost as good as having sex itself! When we got back with our bare feet on the dry hot sand we made little screams and did a little jumpy run to our rented sunbeds. I felt my boobs bouncing freely and saw Janes shaking tits next to me when at the same time I felt several pairs of eyes following us. I caught myself looking at my own nippels, to see if they were still hard and dark, if not, discreetly (if possible) I squeezed them a little bit to turn them into the way I wanted...
We needed to protect ourselves against the bright sunlight and like the other day we took turns to rub each other with sun protection. We preferred the other doing a total body massage because it was easy and very enjoyable. Jane started with my back and after turning around she nicely continued to do my front. After doing my boobs she let her hands slide down to my legs and did not skip my sensitive vagina lips which she gave a quick caress while giggling. I did not expect her to do that but I did not feel any resistance from my own side, after all, I did not want to get sunburn there either! Her handling was pure "functional" and yet I felt aroused being touched there. When it was my turn to do her I felt myself getting more horny while caressing her breasts and when I let my hands slide down on her I had no other choice then to give some little shy attention to her fresh shaven pussy. I was getting nervous but she was laughing again and we behaved like this intimate touching was something funny and meaningless. Now after a few days naked we already got a nice tan without the normal famous white lines and marks from swimwear. Jane just realized her husband might notice and ask her about it. She did not want to tell him about her nudity on public beaches during this holiday and panicked a bit but the idea of using the private balcony as an excuse to tan naked was a practical solution.
After skinny dipping, like Christian she wanted to hear about all the details especially how it was having sex with both Pablo and Juan same time. I said it went al natural and smooth and enjoying the sexual attention of two guys is amazing but also a bit fysically challenging. She said for now, having sex for the first time since she was married with another man, was already enough challenging mentally because she realized to have some mixed feelings towards her husband she loves. She liked the experience a lot and would want to do it all over again, no regrets, and on the other hand she doesn't want to cheat. That was the moment i realized I was lucky I could share my sexual escapades with my boyfriend. I decided not to advise her so she could find out her own truth.
In the afternoon we went back to our favorite place, to have a rest, a nap to catch up on some sleep. It was amazing to see how Jane changed in a few days, actually the same shift that I made not so long ago. She didn't wear panties anymore and enjoyed being naked in public now, just like me. Not only at the beach. The last few days in the apartment we were naked all the time - only using towels when we wanted to sit somewhere on a chair or sofa. Also our balcony became a naked outdoor spot to do some extra tanning while having a drink, not caring about what neighbours might see or think when we were out there in broad daylight. And on top she fed her curiosity about fucking an other man, without the need of love or romance, without the "strings" attached and pure for the sex. Ofcourse she noticed how I let myself go all the way with the men and we supported each other in what we did, even planning to do this every year - our husbands would never mind if we travel together and I found it a great idea.
We were happy to be without the guys and spending quiet time together and relaxing. We were the only women being completely naked that afternoon. Before I had the habit, even with my boyfriend with me, never to be the first to get topless if I did not spot other women doing the same already. Same for getting naked. To get topless I don't need that kind of affirmation anymore, I don't care anymore to be the first or the only one. To get nude on a clothes optional beach and nobody else is naked still makes me feel hesitant. Now that I had an accomplice with me made it easier to take everything off. It was getting hot that afternoon and the first thing we did was take a dip in the water to cool down our bodies. When leaving the water we hold hands to keep us straight up between the little waves that might disturb our balance. Only wearing sunglasses we noticed to draw attention from the other people present there. I imagined it was because of our bald pussies and fantasized how the men, sitting next to their wives, were staring back at us from under their shades, getting half hard dicks in their swim pants. Was it the sex of the last days that made me feel that way or was it me, really getting sexual satisfaction with my exhibistionistic behaviour? Exposing myself like this, unhibitant and proud, before the eyes of many strangers was almost as good as having sex itself! When we got back with our bare feet on the dry hot sand we made little screams and did a little jumpy run to our rented sunbeds. I felt my boobs bouncing freely and saw Janes shaking tits next to me when at the same time I felt several pairs of eyes following us. I caught myself looking at my own nippels, to see if they were still hard and dark, if not, discreetly (if possible) I squeezed them a little bit to turn them into the way I wanted...
We needed to protect ourselves against the bright sunlight and like the other day we took turns to rub each other with sun protection. We preferred the other doing a total body massage because it was easy and very enjoyable. Jane started with my back and after turning around she nicely continued to do my front. After doing my boobs she let her hands slide down to my legs and did not skip my sensitive vagina lips which she gave a quick caress while giggling. I did not expect her to do that but I did not feel any resistance from my own side, after all, I did not want to get sunburn there either! Her handling was pure "functional" and yet I felt aroused being touched there. When it was my turn to do her I felt myself getting more horny while caressing her breasts and when I let my hands slide down on her I had no other choice then to give some little shy attention to her fresh shaven pussy. I was getting nervous but she was laughing again and we behaved like this intimate touching was something funny and meaningless. Now after a few days naked we already got a nice tan without the normal famous white lines and marks from swimwear. Jane just realized her husband might notice and ask her about it. She did not want to tell him about her nudity on public beaches during this holiday and panicked a bit but the idea of using the private balcony as an excuse to tan naked was a practical solution.
After skinny dipping, like Christian she wanted to hear about all the details especially how it was having sex with both Pablo and Juan same time. I said it went al natural and smooth and enjoying the sexual attention of two guys is amazing but also a bit fysically challenging. She said for now, having sex for the first time since she was married with another man, was already enough challenging mentally because she realized to have some mixed feelings towards her husband she loves. She liked the experience a lot and would want to do it all over again, no regrets, and on the other hand she doesn't want to cheat. That was the moment i realized I was lucky I could share my sexual escapades with my boyfriend. I decided not to advise her so she could find out her own truth.
