When my eyes came back to our group, I let my eyes scan across my wife and Alice, momentarily ogling Alice, at least if I didn’t let them dally too long as every time I did I felt my cock beginning to respond. Alice really was quite pretty and here I could look at her without having to hide behind her as I had on the Haleakala bike ride. Her tits were quite high on her chest, nice firm peaches of pleasure, her areolas small, but her nipples perky. Her belly was firm, dropping to her naked crotch where her plump labia majora were visible with no sign of pubic hair. Unlike my wife Stephanie, a thin strip of her labia minora protruded through her outer lips.
“Better get some suntan lotion on,” Alice said as she stepped up to the towels. “You’ll burn rapidly, especially those areas that haven’t seen the sun before.” Reaching into her bag she pulled out a large bottle of sun lotion and handed it to Ted. “Do me, please?” He didn’t hesitate, and while not openly staring, I watched as he spread lotion on his hands, and then on her body, from head to toe, front and back. Starting on her back he rubbed it everywhere: back, shoulders, back of her arms, her bottom. Dropping to his knees he spread it all over her legs, surprisingly spreading it over her pubis and labia without hesitation. Rising again he spread it over her belly and breasts and then had her close her eyes to spread it on her face.
“Don’t forget my ears,” she reminded him, but he was already moving his fingers there.
I’d begun spreading lotion on my arms and legs but when I asked Stephanie if she would do my back she responded, “Are you sure you don’t want me to do all of you?” I didn’t respond, and taking the lotion, she did start on my back, not hesitating to do my ass as she dropped to her knees and moved down my legs.
She asked me to turn, which I did, and she started from my ankles moving upward. “Don’t forget Mister Happy,” Alice giggled with a glance and a wink at Stephanie. “A sunburn there puts him out of commission for a day or two and we wouldn’t want that, would we?”
Whether she was following Alice’s directions or not, Stephanie did spread lotion on my cock and balls, smearing it into my pubic hair which required extra rubbing to spread it around. Spreading lotion on my cock was so similar to the start of a hand job that I began to swell, so I reached down and pushed her hand away, spreading the globbed-up mess of lotion in my hair myself. Glancing up to see if Alice or Ted were watching, I saw that Alice had taken the lotion bottle from Ted and unlike him starting on her back, she started on his front. Running the lotion over and across his chest to start, she’d put more on her hand before moving down to his hairless cock and balls. Initially, she just ran her hand across him, just like she had on his chest and belly, but after moving to his hips she returned to grip and give a quick tug on his manhood as she dropped to her knees and applied even more lotion to her hands to do his legs. Except for that one needless tug on his dick, there had been no outright sexual moves to anything they’d done, except that when Ted bent, with Alice’s hand on his cock, and whispered something, her giggle and “You wish!” response made me think otherwise.
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“What does that mean, you live in a ‘naturist community?” I asked out of curiosity sometime later. While we’d been lying in the sun, rotating occasionally as we got too hot, we hadn’t said a thing about being naked around them.
Steph and I have gone skinny dipping a time or two over our lives in pools, and when we had a private backyard, Steph would sometimes sunbathe nude — particularly when we were headed to vacation somewhere where she’d be wearing her bikini. But, being naked in public wasn’t something we normally did. I wasn’t quite sure what a ‘naturist community’ was. Did everyone go naked, all the time? Did they ever wear clothes? Was it an adults-only community or were there kids?
“Just what it sounds like,” Alice responded, sitting up and unabashedly facing us cross-legged, her naked pussy readily visible should I choose to let my eyes wander down between her legs. I could, and behind my sunglasses did, but mostly I kept them on her face — afraid that my mind would begin to wander to places that it shouldn’t, and an unwanted public reaction would occur. “We live in a very private, upscale, gated community, where clothes are immaterial. Most of the time, everyone goes naked except when they’re going to or coming from the outside world.”
“Wow. And I take it you spend a lot of time outdoors?” Stephanie stated, more than asked. “I mean, you’ve got such perfect all-over tans.”
“Not really. I mean sure, we’ve got a community swimming pool and we all go there on occasion, almost every day really, but you get a lot of sun just in everyday living that you don’t think about. Watering your garden, sitting out on your patio, walking the dog. We’ve got a few sun-worshipers, sure, and they’ve got the deep, dark brown, tans that are probably destroying their skin to show it. Too much of a tan in my opinion.”
“I hear that,” I said with a nod. “You see them all the time at the regular beach too. Skin that is almost black and often wrinkled and leathery looking from too much sun.”
“We just normally have a habit of putting on sunscreen before we go outdoors at all. You never know when you’re going to run into a neighbor and end up standing and talking in the sun for half an hour — and that’s all it takes.”
“Oh my God, yes. Our old neighbor always seemed to be out and wanting to talk when I walked by on my morning walks,” Stephanie chimed in. “If I ran into her, we always ended up standing and talking for half an hour — at least.”
“Yeah, that’s all it takes. One thing about living in the nude, is you learn to take care of your skin.”
“I gotta ask,” Stephanie followed up, the conversation having moved into Stephanie and Alice talking with Ted and I just listening. “You uh… both shave…” her head nodded toward Alice, “down there?”
Alice giggled, her hand reaching down and momentarily and unabashedly stroking across her pussy. “Oh yeah, you don’t even think about it after a while. I didn’t shave yesterday or today yet, and I’m getting a little prickly. If nothing else,” she said, her eyes momentarily dropping to my hairy crotch and cock, “it makes it nicer for putting on sunscreen, it doesn’t glom up in your hair. After you start it’s just like shaving anywhere else — and yes, virtually everyone in naturism shaves anymore. It didn’t used to be that way. When I was growing up, we vacationed every year at naturist vacation spots. They called them “nudist camps” back then, but they’re more commonly called “naturist communities” now.”
“You were a nudist, as a kid?”
“I was, outdoors at least during the summer vacations, but we were very open about nudity in my family too. I took Ted to his first nude beach and a naturist vacation resort before we got married, and he got hooked on the freedom of it. When we found out about…” she momentarily paused and glanced at him, “our community, we both agreed that’s where we wanted to raise our kids.”