It is tropical - Fiji - warm. I pull my swim shorts off so that I am naked. I wrap my pool towel around me like a sarong and I head outside. The air moves around my cock and balls. I sit in the chair in the sunshine. Then I undo my towel so that I am naked, so that I can be seen. I look down at my cock and groin. It feels glorious. The beach in front of me beckons. I want to be on the beach naked. I want to be seen naked. I want to be naked amongst other people who want to be naked, be seen as well. It makes my cock harden.
Several times while standing naked on the veranda I have wanted to walk across the lawn...just for the thrill. I want to abandon cautiousness, take a risk, walk on wild side.
I have already been seen. I have already walked onto the veranda and removed my towel. I thought I was alone but a movement catches my eye. A neighbour has been reading nearby and they have seen me. I do not worry. They may want to do the same thing - free themselves from clothing.
I have already been swimming naked. We have met people who mention that they were at a resort where part of the beach was clothing optional. Later I disclose to the woman that we like those sort of beaches. So has she. The woman now knows we are free spirits, that we like to be nude. She seems to be uninhibited, walking freely around in just her one piece swimsuit. Later in a conversation all together, the woman mentions that her bikini, when she wears it, doesn't cover her body much. She moves her hands through the air over her breasts. Suddenly her nipples harden and I can see them push through the fabric. I have been wondering whether they like massage...with another couple. The thought is tantalising. Naked together, touching, feeling horny...the mind and heart race.
