The next day, during a bike ride, we discovered a natural pool they had created, resembling a large pond. It was not crowded at all, and it had a bar for drinks, coffee, and ice cream. We picked a spot to put our towels and bag and went to the bar for a drink.
Another young man, in his early 20s, was serving. All the people who work there wear clothes, so it's always a bit strange at first to walk around naked and order your drinks when the waiters are dressed. Anyway, this guy was luckier than his colleagues at the restaurants because he was in the first row to watch the nude people (if he wanted to), and here the only dress code was NUDE.
I wanted an ice cream, and the young man served me. He could not take his eyes off of me coz, with all respect, among all other women that were present in the resort, I looked unique, not only for my slim petite body, long black hair, and above average-sized firm boobs with nice dark pointing nipples, but also because I am Asian and I did not see any others there.
Again, I enjoyed the eyes of a young man running over my naked body, and Christian liked it as well! After one ice-cream, I wanted to go back for another one and I asked Christian to join me.
Quickly, he understood why, because I really started to play with the young man, and I wanted Christian to witness. We both sat down on a high bar stool, and when I sat straight up, my perky tits were just above the counter. You should have seen how I was licking my ice cream with my tongue and lips sucking around the top; you did not have to have a lot of imagination to understand what I was doing.
The boy, right in front of me, was blushing and did not know how to behave. He had his hands on the counter when he was not serving, and if he wanted, he could easily touch my breasts. All he needed to do was reach out 15cm and he could caress them. I was wondering if the feeling of wanting to be touched by this handsome young man is also part of being an exhibitionist? That was a question I kept for myself.
I had some small talk with him about his summer job and if he liked it. He said he liked it because he is always outdoors - I asked him if he also gets naked, like after work, but he did not. I wanted to ask him if he gets horny sometimes, but I didn't dare to be honest.
Because of my chit-chat with him, I was slower on my second ice cream, which started to melt. Then vanilla and chocolate dripped between my tits.
"I needed someone to lick it off!" I said in a joking way.
My boyfriend, sitting next to me, heard me and volunteered - I could only have fantasized the boy would do it for me! He licked 3 times to clean the dripping ice cream from between my breasts, and we laughed about it, but at the same time, I knew we were both very aroused.
After we got both horny, we lay by the pool and wanted to have sex, right there, but we didn't do anything. It was amazing, I had this feeling of not caring to have sex with my boyfriend with other adults around. How is this possible? Not three days ago, I was opposed to the idea of staying here longer than one night!
Actually, I talked about having sex in the open air, in public spaces, to connect with nature already several times, and all Christian responded was how lucky he was with a girlfriend being open-minded like me. For him, it looked like I wanted to make things for real, that before only happened in his fantasies.
After the ice creams, I was thirsty and walked back to the boy, who only had to serve a few people the last hour and was now working in the front of the bar to reorganize chairs and tables. When he saw me coming alone this time, he approached me and asked me if I wanted another ice cream.
"No, thank you, two is more than enough! Only a bottle of water, please."
He went to get it, but now, instead of serving me from behind the bar, he walked up to me to give me the bottle. When I wanted to pay him with a few coins, he said the drink was on him.
"Oh, that's sweet!" I replied.
I didn't know why at that moment, but I did not go back to my boyfriend straight away and planted my bare ass on one of the big, clean-looking wooden picnic tables that had those fixed wooden benches where I could rest my feet on. There were no other clients, and I felt the guy was hoping for another chat with me now that I was alone.
He came right opposite me and got himself in the same position on the table in front of me.
We were less than a meter apart, and for me it was the first time to go into a conversation with a dressed young man while I was not covered, only wearing flip flops and a small hat to protect from the sun. We were in the shade at that spot, so I had my sunglasses on top of my hat. It was so easy to see his eyes going up and down my body.
I had one knee over the other to sit a bit decently, so close and frontal to him, so he actually had only a good view of my tits. I did my best to sit with my back straight up, shoulders back, and tits forward. Now it was he asking me the traditional questions: where I am from, my roots, etc.
So I gave him a bit of background, also that it was my first time to be naked in public, and even now talking like this to a dressed young man!
He laughed, became smoother in the conversation, and started to give me seductive compliments.
"I think you are very attractive and sexy," he said, "I wish I could get a girlfriend like you."
"Wow!" I reacted, not knowing what to say to his flirty words.
I looked over my shoulder to see Christian, like thirty meters away, flat on his belly and leaning on his elbows, observing me from afar.
I liked the conversation and started to realize why I still sat there: I was just enjoying showing off again. It was another chance to be watched by someone, and I was just 100% sure that someone liked it, which gave those special feelings inside my stomach, my crotch, and my mind.
Actually, I didn't listen very focused on what he was saying. I was only watching how he was looking at me and thinking about how I could make this even more exciting.
I was wondering if he could see my pussy like that under one of my legs, but I wasn't sure. First, I decided to change position and do the famous "Sharon Stone move" from the Basic Instinct movie.
Slowly, I lifted one leg, put it aside the other with space between my feet, and then switched, again slowly, to create this erotic effect. I saw he got more focused on my lower part and hoped he saw a bit of pussy. Only a few minutes later, while drinking from my bottle, I was thinking "the hell with it" and put both of my feet on the bench next to one another, no more one leg over the other, but feet still stuck to each other and knees together.
Suddenly, he grabbed his phone out of his pocket.
"Can I take a picture?" he asked me in a friendly way, while putting a big smile on his face.
I was surprised! "Sorry, no, you can't do that."
Luckily, he was understanding. Then, little by little, I dared to bring my feet further and further apart. With my pussy on the edge of the table, open to give him full view I got that same effect again of going crazy inside. If I were to touch myself, I would not need a lot to have another great orgasm!
I straightened my back again, moved my tits forward, and had my hands on both knees. While he was still talking to me, I pushed them wider apart, unobtrusive, or maybe just striking? My nipples got very dark and hard, pointing straight at him, and my areola shrank with excitement.
When all this was happening, I didn't know the exact meaning of the word exhibitionist or exhibitionism yet, but that moment was a true moment of bliss. This all happened in a few minutes - maybe ten to fifteen max. I saw he realized I was now boldly posing and flaunting my most intimate nude parts to him.
Suddenly I got more naughty:
"You still want that picture?" I asked him quickly before I changed my mind again.
"Sure! Yes! Of course! Please!" he answered.
Like a magician, he slid his phone out of his back pocket. I took my big sunglasses that sat on top of my hat, put them on, and pulled my hat more down towards my face to make me more anonymous. I told him he had to show me all, and the ones I don't like, he needed to delete directly.
"Oh, so I can take more than one then?"
"Yes, okay, but don't push your luck and hurry before I change my mind."
I felt my inhibitions melting like snow in the sun. Except for a few people around the nature pool, all chilling or having a nap, there was nobody at the bar but the two of us, so I felt more confident and let him start shooting.
I was still on the table and got back to my first pose with crossed legs, focusing on showing him great tits with hard, dark nipples. I wanted to do that fast and quickly changed to a few different poses. Got off the table, just standing in front of him, and gave him my front, side, and back.
"Can you do me one more favor?" the young man asked.
"That depends," I replied, "Just hurry!"
"Can you go back on the table with that last pose with open knees like you just did? I found that so sexy!"
"I can imagine," I commented on his remark.
I felt my voice trembling. I had to swallow what was left of my shyness and felt my body shivering from excitation! I don't know if I would have gone back to that pose if he didn't ask me, but I did. And I did more! First, I pushed my knees open as far as possible, my feet almost together. After that, I stretched my legs wide - like spread eagle - feet far apart now. The boy got excited now!
"WAUW! YESS!!! AMAZING!!!"
He motivated me to go on. I pretended to finger myself while holding one of my breasts, but only for a few seconds, just long enough for him to catch the moment. I sucked my middle finger and tasted my juice, smelled my musk while the boy was still shooting.
A moment later, I looked around and saw nobody, except the boy; nobody was paying attention, just Christian looking in our direction. I got up, now standing with feet wide on top of the bench, showing my ass and backside to the young man. I bent over and brought my hands to the table, looking through my own open legs, watching how he was making pictures of my ass and pussy from the back.
I hold my hat, preventing it from falling, and I let him come closer to let him make real close-ups, no zoom needed! Then seconds later, I got up, turned around, and looked down at the young man who came super close now. The middle of my body was at his eye level. I had my left hand on my hip, and now with my right hand, I spread with my pointer and middle finger my slit for him!
I can only remember doing things like that in private, inside a bedroom with a husband or boyfriend posing for them, but not in the open with a stranger acting like an amateur pornstar!
It felt so amazingly good, probably one of the most memorable sexual adventures of my life until now! I could go on all day! He brought his phone very close now, and because I got so horny and sexually aroused, I fantasized that he started licking my pussy while I was standing there. While touching her, I felt she was so wet! I wanted him to touch me there, finger fuck me, or lick me, and why not, fuck me with his young cock! I realized I was fantasizing without any limits now, and that was way too much! I still remember I had a boyfriend!
I was starting to breathe more heavily and faster, and realized I was really masturbating and if I continued fingering myself like this, I would cum for sure! But did I want that in those circumstances? Knowing I make a lot of noise, I let my brain take over and stopped.
Then, in a split second, I went from posing and completely sexually heated up on my way to an orgasm, to zero and showing no emotion when I asked him to show me the pictures. My hands were shaking as I held his phone together with him, and I asked him to delete several photos where, in my opinion, I was too recognizable.
Most of them were sexy and hot! The little bastard had switched to video mode on the last masturbating part, but there was no face in it at all, since he zoomed in on my pussy and finger works. The guy was mesmerized by what we had done, just like me, and by what he achieved with some sexy pictures and video of me on his phone as a result. I could still not believe it happened!
Before saying goodbye, I asked him what time his bar closed, and that was in about thirty minutes at 8 pm. That was not enough time to go back to the camper to get one of our phones to upload the pictures via Airdrop, so I dictated to him an email address to send me the pictures.
I went back to Christian and thought I would have some explaining to do. Actually, I only needed to explain how I got so far, to have this young guy taking pictures because he saw it all.
"He just asked if he could take a few shots and thought it would be nice to have a few memorable pictures, babe" was my excuse.
"Ok, I think it resulted in a great session," Christian replied, a bit sarcastically.
I couldn't lie: "Yes, very hot actually - he will send them to my email."
Until now, it was only Christian (and before him, a few other boyfriends, of course) who got the occasion to take naked pictures of me. So I understood there could be a little bit of jealousy.
He would have loved to come and watch from closer, but didn't, mainly because he got an erection and didn't want to walk around like that. We talked a lot about it and could only conclude that being naked all day and night and discovering I like to show off to strangers had an exciting effect on us.
Christian approving, stimulating, and being proud of me while I am doing that makes us both crazy horny. That evening, Christian talked to me about this exhibitionistic thing and explained that I don't need to worry about myself having those feelings and should enjoy it as much as I can, just making sure I don't hurt or offend anyone else.
I asked him again if he is sure he doesn't mind or if he is not jealous because we have our age difference and most of those experiences so far were with other guys, much younger than him, even younger than me, enjoying seeing my naked body (and even close-ups since the ice-cream-boy). He said he would mind if I would NOT do it, especially now that he knows it excites me so much.
So we had a good laugh about it and agreed to pay attention and even plan to create circumstances where I could flaunt my nude body in a more explicit, erotic and sexy way than what people expect on a naked beach or nude resort.
We took it even further in the conversation that it didn't need to stop the day we leave the resort at the end of our holiday.
