Memories Part One SeXStoRY

MEMORIES Part One We had been house nudists from the day we got married. My name is John and my wife’s name is Peggy. We were married a month after graduating college. I met Peggy my senior year and she was a senior as well. We began dating as the New Year at school began. She had been introduced to me through a mutual friend at school. About halfway through the school year, we had been drinking at a frat party and I let it slip that I sl**p in the nude. She said she did too, which surprised me no end! Things got more serious as time went on and we began making plans to marry which we did on June 1 of that year. When we were home, we were always nude. It was only when we left the house that we were f***ed to put on clothes. Even then, whenever we left the house on the weekends to buy food or whatever, Peggy refused to wear a bra. She said she hated the darned things and it was a man born a fool who must have invented them. One day I asked her why she thought a man invented bras? Her quick reply was that “ men didn’t have to wear them! They are too restrictive and too binding and they make you sweat and are extremely uncomfortable to wear!” What she said made tons of sense even though I knew better. A woman invented them, as she was tired of wearing corsets. Anyway, around the house she refused to wear them and panties as well. She liked to run around with no undergarments of any kind. I didn’t mind. I enjoyed looking at her well-trimmed pussy and her ample bosom which when she wore a bra, was 38C. Now, she didn’t mind a bit being nude around me. After all, as she often said, I was her legally married husband and that gave me the right to look all I wanted. However, as far as being nude in front of others? Well, she would have to think on that some. We had been married for around seven years by then, and while I loved looking at Peggy’s naked body, I secretly wanted to see what others looked like as well. We are all sexual creatures by nature, are we not? And if given the chance, don’t we all enjoy looking at other’s naked bodies as well? I figured everyone likes variety right? You don’t eat the same meal repeatedly for seven years. You don’t wear the exact same clothing every single day. So I think it is only natural to want to see others naked as well. One day Peggy and I were sitting in front of the television having a beer, and we were both as naked as we were, coming into the world. I decided to approach the subject and see what she thought. “Peggy, have you ever wanted to see another couple naked?” I asked. “I haven’t given it any thought. Why? Do you want to see others naked as we are right now? Don’t you like looking at me any more?” she replied. “I never tire of looking at you, honey. I don’t think I ever will. But wouldn’t you like to be outside, in the sunshine, naked and free whether there were other people around you or not?” “Yes, I have thought about that some, especially in the summer months. So that I am understanding you correctly, when we were naked outside, we could see others naked, and they could see us?” “Yes, that is exactly what I am talking about.” “Wouldn’t you get jealous? After all, you are the only man to ever see me naked or have his way with me in bed. If other men saw my bare breasts and naked pussy, you wouldn’t get mad or anything? How do you feel about other women seeing you naked? You would probably get a hard-on as soon as you saw another woman!” Maybe we would both be jealous of each other at first. But think of it, if they were naked while they were looking at you, and you watching them, it would be a level playing field wouldn’t it? We wouldn’t be upset with them looking at us because we could also see them! “Okay, do you know of such a place?” Peggy asked. “Yes, I saw it on the Internet. It is called a nudist resort and there is one only an hour’s drive from here. It says on their website that they have over sixty members.” “Sixty members? Assuming they are all couples, that would mean that about 30 different men, would be seeing my tits and pussy. I don’t know John, how I would feel about that. The idea does sound erotic though. As long as it didn’t turn into a contest.” “A contest? What are you talking about Peggy?” “A contest. Like who has the biggest tits, or who has the biggest dick. I will say I am intrigued by the idea. I guess that’s why my nipples got hard just thinking about it. Seeing 30 dicks. I just don’t know if I am ready for that John. Who put all these notions in your head anyway? I haven’t heard you bring it up in seven years of marriage.” “A nudist pen pal of mine who happens to live close by. His name is Mark Richards and his wife’s name is Susan. Let me ask you this. If you are not ready to be naked in front of sixty couples, then how about just one couple? I have already talked to Mark about it Online. He said that both he and his wife would be willing to come over this Friday night after work. All four of us would just sit around in the nude and talk throughout the evening. He said you might find it easier to be nude in front of just one couple instead of 60. What do you think?” “Well, it couldn’t hurt to try it once I suppose. You sure you wouldn’t mind me looking at another man’s dick? And you wouldn’t mind if he stares openly at my pussy?” “No, I wouldn’t mind. I will email him right away and give him our address. I will tell him to come on over this Friday night and we can all get nude and just spend the evening talking and drinking beer. Okay?” “Yes, it’s okay. E-mail him and tell him we will look forward to seeing them Friday night.” “Okay, Mark says they will come over Friday night about six pm.” “You know what you’ve done, don’t you? All this talk about being naked in front of others has gotten me horny! I want you to fuck me right here, right now,” Peggy said to me. “Don’t you want to go into the bedroom?” I asked. “Nope! Right here on the floor.” She slid down onto the floor and lay on her back with her legs spread wide apart. Looking at her gaping pussy, I could not resist her. The idea of after seven years seeing others naked in our own home had me horny as well, as my seven hard inches couldn’t wait anymore either. I lay on top of her and began sucking on her nipples for all I was worth. I knew that sucking on her very sensitive nipples always drove her crazy. My dick slid into her easily because she was already wet! Maybe it was the thought of seeing another man’s dick that turned her on. Maybe it was that on Friday night, another man would be staring at her tits and pussy that got her going. What ever it was, we had better sex than we had for years. The old enthusiasm was back and it reminded me of our honeymoon when we couldn’t get enough of each other. She was an enthusiastic partner all over again. With each downward thrust of my penis deep inside her, she would lift up her hips off the floor to meet me. I fucked her as if I hadn’t had sex in many a long year! She began to contract her vaginal muscles as she entered the first waves of her orgasm. That only led to my spewing my hot love juice deep inside her. When our orgasms had subsided, she kissed me and said, “Let’s have another beer and then go into the bedroom. I am not done with you yet, stud.” She smiled at me with love and lust in her eyes. We were teen-agers again and I loved it. Later, in the bedroom, her experienced lips got me hard again. She had me lay on my back while she climbed on top of me. She straddled me and reached down for my erection. Gliding it into her love canal, she began riding me like there would never be a tomorrow! She came again and again. Then we traded places and she was on her back. I licked on her clit until she came again, and then I entered her once more. We sucked and fucked until midnight, when we were finally spent. Come on Friday night!