Saturday Night at the Nudist Motel Part IV

SATURDAY NIGHT AT THE NUDIST MOTEL PART IV

(THE NUDIST BEACH AT SPLIT-TAIL COVE)

The trip from the nudist motel down to Split-Tail Cove was somewhat subdued.

Nora was sitting up front next to me and the two girls were sprawled out on the back seat wearing only their bathing suits. Every time I looked up into the rear view mirror, I was getting these semi-pornographic views of spread legs and fingers touching damp camel-toes.

Julie’s breasts were spilling out on top, on the sides and even on the bottom of her skimpy bikini top.

Kristy did not have that problem of overly-developed breasts if one were in that small group of males that considered that a problem. But she did have the most prominent dark nipples that clearly could be seen under her thin sheer white top. I found them infinitely more enticing and had a silly urge to stop the car and run back to suck them until they stood out like little hard pebbles.

I was dissuaded by the satisfying touch of Nora’s fingers playing patty-cake with my aroused shaft. I think both the girls were aware of her naughty activities despite her nonchalant attempt to disguise her sordid “milking” game.

Julie was asking non-stop questions about the nudist beach. I only knew what Don and Trudi had told us during our stay at the nudist motel. They had seemed enthusiastic about the facility and told us that the girls would be a “big hit” with the Sun-worshipping beach-goers.

Nora was on a diet now because she wanted to lose some inches off her luscious hips and bottom. I really didn’t think that was a good idea because her soft round curves were so delectable in their present form. At breakfast this morning she had only eaten a single slice of toast and black coffee.

Her daughter Julie, my youngest niece, had stowed away 3 large pancakes with scads of thick syrup and several pats of butter. She didn’t seem in the least interested in restricting her food intake despite being a full size larger than her mother Nora. In all honesty, her heart-shaped ass and full breasts were deliciously healthy and not in need of reduction.

“Uncle Harry, I don’t like to get sand in my pussy. Do we have some big blankets to lie on or should I wear my little teeny-weeny thong?”

I could see Nora shaking her head in irritation at Julie’s incessant interruptions. She was really in a good rhythm now and I was on the verge of spilling my seeds right into her soft delicate palm.

“I have 4 nice throws in the trunk, honey. Your pussy is safe on them. At least from the sand!”

I was in the midst of chuckling at my own joke when Nora squeezed my balls tight enough to make me wince audibly. Right after that, I shot off a healthy stream of creamy cum into my sister-in-laws hand making a nasty puddle that oozed down right on top of her bare shapely leg. She took all my cum and rubbed it into her bare legs and knees like it was expensive sunscreen.

In the rearview mirror, I saw Kristy raise her nose up in the air and I knew the little vixen was sharp enough to catch the scent of my male juice filling her pretty little nostrils.

When we stopped for gas, both Julie and Kristy pranced away from the car heading to the back of the small station to “freshen up”. It was unspoken but understood female code for having to take a quick piddle after bouncing around for a couple of hours in the back of a car. I filled up using the credit card and saw Nora changing her panties still sitting down out of sight of the other drivers. Only a hawk-eyed truck driver parked off to the side got a flash of her pretty pussy as she pushed her soaking wet panties into the glove compartment.

I thought that my very exhibitionist sister-in-law was turned on by the leering truck-driver’s ogling because she made a point of bending over the seat with her bare ass sticking up to retrieve her sandals from the floor of the car. Her beautiful ass cheeks were waving like red flags in front of bull and she loved every second of it.

The sight of the two young nubile girls scampering back to the car was like peeking into a cheerleader’s private game-show. When Julie bounced into the back seat, Kristy slapped her ass real hard and told her,

“Next time you be more careful. That is so nasty, Julie. I certainly don’t want your pee all over my foot. I am really going to get you back, you just wait and see.”

Nora told them to “hush up” and settled back down on the seat with a fresh pair of panties under her short shorts.

As we pulled out of the station, a quick glance at the truck driver convinced me that he was on masturbation overload because his eyes were rolling back in his florid stubble-bearded face.

The sign at the entrance to the road leading to Split-Tail Beach was like a historical marker. It simply described the beach as being for “limited” public use and that it was named after some rare bird that only nested in this area and another area near Cape Hatteras in North Carolina. Not being familiar with birds of any type either rare or common, I took it at face value. Under the plaque was a small crisply worded sign that declared Split-Tail Beach was for the sole public use of “All Nude Bathing” and was off-limits to clothed beachgoers or any children under the age of 16. The last sentence made me laugh. It said “Copulation of either heterosexual or homosexual nature is prohibited on any Florida beach.” I wondered how they would be able to enforce that particular law with over a thousand miles of beaches in Florida.

I noticed that the still unseen beach must be pretty busy as there were almost 40 cars in the parking lot. I could see that Nora and the girls were all nervous, so I just opened up the trunk and took out the throws and the chairs with the folding umbrellas. I quickly stripped down removing everything except my beach shoes. For some reason, my cock was in a semi-aroused state and my long shaft was waving about a little more generously than normal. Kristy was fingering her camel-toe with a glazed look in her eyes and I knew she was ready to launch into a mini-orgasm in anticipation of baring it all in front of strangers.

When Nora shed all her clothes, she bent over in front of me and I struggled to keep from taking her from behind right in front of the girls.

The four of us totally naked except for our shoes or sandals climbed over the dune and scrambled down to the clear water of the Gulf of Mexico. There were a lot of naked people scattered around the beach area but we were more concerned with getting our blankets spread out, our chairs set up and covering each other with generous layers of sunscreen to ward off the harmful rays of the Sun. I noticed that Nora was tanner than her two daughters and I attributed it to the fact she was often sunning herself on the backyard patio. Since there were no tan-lines, I realized she was in the habit of doing it “au natural” and wondered which neighbors were fortunate enough to view her glorious body at such times. Knowing her exhibitionist fetish, I knew her Sun worshipping sessions were motivated by her desire to perform in front of an audience.

After we settled down, the two girls ran into the water and splashed around like little dolphins at play in a natural setting. Their freshly shaved pubes and white skinned bottoms never exposed to the Sun stood out like beacons of promised delights waiting for exploration. I saw several of the mostly geriatric beach-goers following their every movement with great interest. One middle-aged man with a shaved bald head and a fully erect cock rose and entered the water to stand quite close to them.

Of course, Julie soon had him in conversation much to Kristy’s displeasure.

Julie, the little imp, was pretending to be a non-swimmer despite having won several medals for swimming over the years. The next thing I saw was her perfectly round ass jutting up out of the water as she balanced her body on top of the stranger’s hands. He was apparently showing the novice swimmer how to float in the clear waters of the Gulf.

Even Kristy was persuaded to participate and soon she was perched on top of the tall stranger’s hands. In Kristy’s case, she was not play-acting because she was not a good swimmer at all and had made a promise to learn as quickly as possible. I could see she was a bit frightened but I was not certain if it was from the water or if the stranger was playing with her naked pubes under the water.

Perhaps it was a combination of the two factors.

When I saw Julie standing right behind the man’s back, my suspicion was that she was toying with his erection under the water as her guided Kristy back and forth on top of the calm waters of the Gulf. It was just the way the man was standing with his legs spread wide and slightly leaning forward that made me think my impetuous niece was sampling the feel of his generously sized cock.

The sound of Kristy’s giggles confirmed my supposition that the stranger was diddling her hairless pussy under the water. I could see that the lack of any bathing garments made wading and swimming so much more interesting at the nudist beach.

A very well-endowed female in her mid-fifties came up to Nora and me and stood over our naked bodies in her perfectly tanned glory. She radiated an aura of sexual promiscuity that made my little fellow stand up and take immediate notice. I could see however that she was much more interested in Nora than me from the way she was eating up every curve of Nora’s lush body with her hungry eyes.

“Hi, folks, that is my husband Nick playing with your two girls. He loves to show young girls how to swim and other things as well. My name is Eve and we have been part of the nude scene for almost ten years now. Is this like a first time for you?”

Nora turned over and looked up at Eve. Her beautiful shaved pussy was vibrating with her need for sex and rose up to greet the rays of the Sun.

Eve dropped down to her knees next to Nora and reached for the sunscreen.

“You need some touch up, young lady, and I won’t take no for an answer!”

I couldn’t see Nora’s eyes because of the sunglasses, but I could hear her purring like a little kitten trying to get attention from her master.

“Oh, thank you ever so much, Eve! I love the Sun but I don’t want to get burned. It is so painful. I am Nora and those are my girls out there. The slender one is Kristy and the big one is Julie. This is Harry, my favorite brother-in-law. He takes real good care of me and the girls.”

It was obvious that Eve got the message right away but it didn’t stop her from running her sun-screen laden hands down Nora’s front all the way down to the top of her pulsating pussy slit. When she passed her fingers over my sister-in-law’s tender nipples, they sprang up like friendly puppies looking for a new friend to play with.

I found the scene very stimulating and my cock stood to attention waiting for further developments. I was not to be disappointed because the aggressive Eve did not hesitate to start applying ample gobs of sunscreen goo right between Nora’s legs. My poor sister-in-law did what any naked female with a need for sex would do. She opened her legs and allowed the experienced Eve to plunder her pussy slit and her brown eye to the point that her nude body jerked into a convulsive orgasm right in front of my greedy eyes. The devious Eve looked right into my eye and winked with a knowing smile as she calmed the emotional Nora down to a quiet calmness on top of the blanket.

The two girls ran up to us from the water with Eve’s husband Nick. They were laughing and it was easy to see they were both in a state of sexual need from the way they were both throwing sideways looks at Nick’s huge man-stick.

We all decided to meet up at Nick and Eve’s place after the beach.

As far as I was concerned, it looked like a win-win situation with only two guys and four females all looking for Mr. Goodbar.

(The next chapter is “The Orgy at Hemingway Villas”)