My wife (at the time), was a dark haired Italian who could lie out in sunlight and tan all day. I am fair haired and nordic and will get a sunburn in the fog. 
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Check itObviously, she loved going to the beach, and I did not. I’d go to make her happy, but didn’t really enjoy http://shockintown.com , but I did enjoy looking at the wonderful ladies. However, enough was enough and even the bikini babes didn’t make it worth while. One day I was talking to my downstairs neighbor and he told me of a popular nude beach only a 45 minute drive away. Hmmm. The sex at home was OK, but it may always be better. My dreams were running wild, even though I had a wife who was babealicious. We had different days off, so I made the decision to drive out to the nude beach on my first opportunity. Not needing to be found out, I slathered SPF 5000 all over my body before getting in the car.
My neighbors directions were right on. I drove to the correct parking lot in the National Park and started walking in the direction of the alleged nude beach. In a few minutes I began to see a smattering of bare folks, and then promptly ended up in a veritable amusement park of nudity. Now all kinds of folks will let you know how the nudity is no big deal and they go to these shores for the “sense of liberty”. They could be telling the truth, but for me, its a playground of eye candy.
For the first time in my life I saw it all. Fat, slim, saggy, perky, shaved, bushy, cellulite, smooth, Brunettes, Blondes, Black women, Asians,cut, uncut, proud, and self-conscious. I was in heaven and I ‘d only been there for 10 minutes. I staked out my patch of sand and pretended to read a book. Luckily, I’d jerked off so much in anticipation of the visit that I did not get a hardon. Yet, I saw at least one man that was proudly marching along the seashore with a raging boner. The following day I went back. I ‘d masturbation memories to last a lifetime only from those two visits.
A few weeks later my wife suggested that we visit the shore. I explained to her that because I burn so easily that it really needed to be worth my while to go out into the sun, but that I would be willing to visit a nude beach. This didn’t go over well, especially when I said that I had been to the nude beach 3 times in http://etyzo.com . She finally realized that I was serious, but she would just go to a nudist place where there was little, if no, chance that anyone that she knew would see her.
I did my research and found a spot called Goodland Country Club in western New Jersey. It was in the woods and had a big pool, sauna, cottages, snack bar, etc., and they allowed day visitors. We drove out there on our next common day off. Checking in was done by a clothed gentleman. When we got to the parking lot nevertheless, most folks were bare. I started to strip down as soon as I got out of the car. Joan was a bit timid, but as soon as I described that she’d bring more focus clothed than naked, she too stripped down. Joan had dark and curly long hair, a healthy body, small breasts with big nipples, and a neatly trimmed spot.
We rapidly found some free lounge chairs and staked out our little plot of grassy heaven. By this time I’d become fairly adept at pretending I was reading, or asleep, as I enjoyed the ever changing scene. Of course I needed to walk around alot, especially whenever I needed to check out a woman who demanded further discreet respect. It was on this day which I decided that the typically “perfect” girls were really drilling, once you take their clothes off they all look the same. I began to see that in my eyes the beauty was in the woman who had a slight sag here, or a tuck or wrinkle there.
Some of my fondest memories was seeing a middle aged woman read a Playgirl magazine as she unconsciously swung open and closed her legs always. A young lady in the open shower was being soaped up by her partner who had a tremendous hardon that she feigned not to see. Another lady who had a cottage went up to talk to a hung black gentleman as soon as he arrived at the pool. They went and disppeared into her cottage within minutes of her introducing herself to him. A great young woman was sitting with her legs crossed as she spoke with another lady. As I walked by them I could see her pussy lips clearly open and damp.
It was all way too much.
I went into the restroom and fast jerked off. That settled me down until I saw the blond with the saggy tits and perfecly shaved pussy lips. She was sitting not to far from us and would instinctively rub her arms across her nipples every couple of minutes (I afterwards had a girlfriend who would do the very same thing when she was horny as hell [she was always horny]). I invited my wife for a walk in the woods. We’d not gone more than a hundred yards or so on the trail when I leaned her up against a tree and deeply kissed her.
Wow! She was steaming hot. I got an immediate hardon and she was already so drenched that it slid in easily. I fucked her standing up, against a tree, in the middle of a trail. Anyone could have walked up on us, and maybe did. We were to busy to find.
From then on we just went to this place, sometimes four weekends in a month. We consistently let a cottage, and we always screwed at least three times a day. It’s provided years of wondeful memories.