Chapter 1

Author’s note

Although nudism and naturism (see Wikipedia for more details on the differences) have been practiced all over the world for very long time, in the US it saw a big increase in the early 50s. Clubs were formed and beaches designated as places where people could enjoy public activities without clothes.

One activity besides volleyball and swimming, that people have long enjoyed without clothes is copulation. It is only reasonable to think that after observing the menu all day, and not having to go through the challenge of getting a partner’s clothes off, that connecting compatible parts would happen readily and frequently.

Since one engages in recreational sex most often without desiring after-effects such as pregnancy, women who participated in centuries past had to use a great deal of caution beyond not getting discovered. The use of calendars for fertile times, also known as Vatican roulette, and barrier devices such as diaphragms and condoms, made such enjoyment possible but not as natural as one might like.

It is impossible to estimate how many babies were born nine months after a naturist experience, or what percentage of those were planted by a legal partner. Of course, determining paternity in those days was not a science so undoubtedly many women escaped anger and censure.

The arrival of The Pill in 1960 changed that. Not only could a woman enjoy intercourse the way it was intended, but the above-mentioned undesired consequences were almost completely reduced. Yes, there were some significant side effects of these hormones, but the ability to bang your brains out “on demand” made them worth putting up with.

As an investigative reporter, I sought out women and men from various eras and got their first-hand stories. This required both visiting naturist and nudist sites and placing ads in publications for interviewees. The number of people who responded was greater than I expected and I have selected a few of the most notable and representative ones. Considering the topic, all interviews were conducted sans clothing and most included at least one demonstration of their continued direct interest in all of the subject matter. For the record, I am now a confirmed nudist as are my current female partners.

Case 1 - The 60’s

Geraldine (Gerry, born 1942)

She is 75 years old now, had married young, birthed a child less than nine months after the wedding, and two years later had some gynecological problems that removed her fertility. It wasn’t much longer before that marriage fell apart.

Her dating and sex life was pretty vanilla until she met her second husband. She was charmed by his European background and different outlook on life. The trip to southern France to meet his family was life-changing. When they went to the beach, her mother-in-law and sister-in-law didn’t have swim suits. They just took all their clothes off. The first day she managed to go topless but the second time, being surrounded by all those unclothed bodies, she showed her beaver too.

It was nice to get a tan all over and she was open to her husband’s suggestion of going to a nude resort when they returned to the states. He had been there before and knew a number of the people by name.

One morning she couldn’t find him anywhere. He’d made some excuse to leave early and hadn’t even given her a morning munch. She was horny and when he came back to the room at lunchtime didn’t seem at all interested in her invitingly displayed pussy.

“What the hell’s going on? Have I lost my sex appeal all of a sudden?” That wasn’t likely; she was an attractive redhead in the classic Irish style with a shapely body and a nicely trimmed muff to match what was on top.

Her husband said, “I had to go help out some friends this morning.”

She inquired, “And what did you do that took away your interest in me?”

He looked at her and said, “That big-titted brunette wife that you met yesterday is trying to get pregnant and her husband asked three guys to help him accomplish it. I’m pretty drained right now but we could do it after lunch.”

She was real unhappy with that stunt. The subject of swinging had been brought up but no carte blanche given. They were supposed to at least talk to each other first. “Well, two can play that game,” she thought.

So she went out looking for the young man who seemed to hang around her quite a bit so far. She’d enjoyed visiting with him and ogling his rather outsize member hanging from his medium size frame. She laughingly referred to him as “King Dong”. He was delighted with her invitation and for the rest of the day, each time her husband looked into the bedroom a big young erection was going in and out of her in one position or another. They even took off together for dinner and came back and kept on screwing. She would just smile at her husband when she saw him checking on her.

Finally, late that night, her young stud left and she called to her husband, “Since you seem to like well-used pussy, I’m offering you one. He was a lot bigger than you so I don’t know if you’ll be able to feel anything.”

She did have to use her pussy muscles to help him get some friction in her sloppy snatch. He was a lot more respectful about communications from then on.

As she told me, “I stayed there the rest of that week by myself because my husband had to go take care of some business. That was the wildest week of my life. King Dong got some repeats and I tried a lot of different ages and colors. When my husband returned, I settled down and behaved like a ‘good’ wife.

“Over the years we went to nudist places a number of times and we had plenty of sexual adventures, but always with respecting each other. I miss those days since I lost him. I do have a request of you though. Talking about this has gotten me rather aroused with the memories. I have gray in my hair now and more wrinkles and my tits are a bit saggy, but there’s a part of me which seems to handle the years quite well. I guess many things do so with regular exercise. I like what I see between your legs and I’d be pleased if I could have it between mine.”

That was the first 75-year-old pussy I’d ever experienced and damn if it wasn’t as good as any I’ve ever had.

Case 2 - The 70’s

Todd (born 1957, now 60)

Todd came of age in the era of “free love”. His hippie parents never married but stayed together the rest of their lives, much better than many couples with a legal contract. They often lived in nontraditional housing where there was little or no personal privacy. Nudity was common. Since he’d seen his parents copulating with each other and with assorted partners ever since he was small, that was just the way it was. Usually he would be busy at his own pursuits when they were busy with theirs, sometimes only a few feet away and often uncovered.

When adolescence struck, he paid more attention to what was going on with all that moving and noise making. He began to really notice the body parts and the different sizes and shapes of various men and women who were naked and enjoying each other in his presence. His own parts were changing, growing hair in his pubic region like the men he saw, and his penis would change size and rigidity at different times.

His coming-of-age memories in his own words, “Mom was on top of some guy whose name I never knew, going up and down like I’d seen her do so many times before. She was stoned, which I recognized from experience, but something made me pay more attention than usual. Her eyes were closed and she was moaning as I quietly walked around the pallet on the floor. The man was nursing on her hanging tits and that made my penis begin to fill.

“From the backside I could see her hairy crotch moving so his erection was covered and uncovered. His balls were bigger and hairier than mine, as was his shaft. I had a sudden fit of jealousy. He was violating the place I entered the world. My cock jerked involuntarily. I should be the one entering there.

“When I walked back around she opened her heavy-lidded eyes and saw my upstanding male organ. She beckoned me to stand over the head of the man under her and pulled my cock towards her face. Without a word she engulfed much of it and I felt a pleasure so much better than ever before. So wet and warm and soft. I wondered if her pussy felt like that too.

“It took little for me to erupt in that place, putting my cream inside my own mother. Her partner groaned and filled her other end with his cream. She kissed my shrinking shaft and pulled off the man who rolled off the pallet and left. Reaching over to my father who had been sleeping beside her all this time, she shook him awake and gave him a tongue-kiss flavored with my semen. She deftly mounted his half-hard organ and pulled me closer. This time her handjob sprayed my seed all over one swinging breast.

“As my father emptied his prostate into her, I asked, ‘My turn?’ She shook her head and said, ‘Later’, then collapsed on top of him. I left them alone and wandered into another part of the big house we shared with others in our big extended ‘family’.

“Sunshine was a girl several years older than me who occupied one of the rooms with two guys. We would visit often and she was quite perceptive of my feelings. I was sitting in the main room rubbing my soft dick when she emerged from hers, probably heading for the bathroom. Her body was flushed and man-juice was running down one thigh. One look and she said, ‘What’s going on inside Todd?’ She listened thoughtfully as I spilled my fresh memories, then said, ‘It’s frowned upon to fuck your own parents or even brothers or sisters. Would you like me to show you what it’s like?’

“I told her ‘Yes, of course,’ and she took me into her room. Her two roommates were lounging on the bed smoking pot and she told them to go someplace else for a while. She told me to get on the bed because she had to clean up a little bit. They must have just finished fucking.

“Anyway, she was quite slim with small cone-shaped tits and a dark jungle at her crotch. My rod was ready and she pulled me down in top of her and I slipped easily into her slick pussy. She kissed me hard and deep and held my hips to set the pace and depth she wanted. I’ll never forget what she said, ‘Mmmm, you fit me better than either of those guys. You can do me anytime.’ I’d cum twice with Mom so I learned what a female orgasm felt like on my cock before I shot mine.