Female exhibitionist

We had hired a little car and followed a narrow lane down to a small inlet in front of some sand dunes. We parked up and followed a wooden planked path between the high hills of sand and coarse grass, to discover a beautiful cove with soft white sand and an azure coloured sea. Dotted here and there were pairs of sunbeds with umbrellas, probably about fifty pairs in total either empty or occupied by men and women, men together and women together, all naked laying in the sun in this wonderfully hidden away nudists’ idyll. We located a vacant spot, stripped off, grinning stupidly at one another like we were a pair of shy girls changing for gym class, laying down in the hot sun. After a while we both needed to cool down …

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Not surprisingly, we slept in extremely late the next morning, lazing in bed together in each other’s arms, talking about this and that, absentmindedly stroking one another’s skin. We started to grill each other on first orgasms, how and where, alone or with someone, male or female, how old we were at the time. Asking about our respective partners, how attentive they were to our needs, the normal intensive girl talk. After rubbing each other to orgasm during our shower, Alice dressed and disappeared off to the shop to get some supplies for lunch, we had decided to have a lazy day in our room. I slipped on a gauzy see through tunic, no point in anything else as it was so private here and went out on the balcony to sit and read. I …

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