We are nudists.
When we started dating, he was into that, and I followed him. I used to be very self conscious, I was never a beauty, nor slim, but my breasts were always the center of attention. It took me so much time to get used to the looks, and occasional guys making me feel uncomfortable, but over time, I got used to it.
Then, we got married, kids came along, and we stopped it for a while. I got fat, and could not stand my own reflection in the mirror. Our sex still was, and is, really good, we tried everything we thought of, and experimenting was never strange to us. But I felt bad about myself. That lead me into the world of fantasy, thus, I found my way here.
Last summer, we finally got some alone time, and decided to go to a beach, for old times sake. I thought no one would even look at my direction, since i got pretty fat, and only upside was, that my boobs got bigger.
I was wrong. I grabbed a lots of attention. Earlier, there were instances of men, "adjusting themselves" near me, and god knows what else, but I was always looking away. This time, there was an older man, sitting on my right, with his legs opened, partially covered with a towel. He was full on at work, when I turned his way. Me from before would, just turn, or look towards the ocean, but this time, I looked at him. This, obviously helped him, since he was finished very, very fast.
After the beach, I had the best sex of my life, with hubby. It feels good to feel sexy, and wanted.
Sadly, that one day was the only one we could muster, but this year, we plan on going for a full week mini holiday.
The thought of that, makes my juices going.
