Nude Day Vacation…

I remember it clearly, as if yesterday.
The place we would celebrate, our National Nude Day.
We categorized choices, by freedoms and location.
To truly enjoy, an erotic, vacation.

Quite open with our bodies, not considered as prudes,
we chose a small island, where we could run, nude.
The waters so clear, and the sand, a bright white,
with Luau’s that lasted, throughout the night.

“Clothing Is Optional”, a stipulation, we read.
Mirrored ceilings, too, were over the bed.
Open balcony provided, for everyone to see,
intimate moments, my wife, would be sharing, with me.

I sensed the approval, in her body’s gyrations.
Within moments she’d phoned in, our reservations.
We counted the days, till the end of our plight.
Then arriving on time, we boarded our flight.

Our arrival was timely, and through customs, we passed.
Finally tipping the bellboy, we were now, free at last.
Our room overlooked, the sea, and its sands.
Now ours to explore, as we laid out our plans.

Our agenda was simple, and yet, made to please.
Starting now, we would live out, our fantasies.
No worries of boundaries, our pleasure, we’d seek.
Not caring if a voyeur was waiting, to peek.

We surveyed the beachfront, as couples appeared.
A seeming backdrop of colors, as sunset, now neared.
They had one thing in common, as my interest arose.
Not a single person there, was wearing any clothes.

A wave from some hands, signaled, we were invited.
The squeeze from her hand, told me she was excited.
Clad only in smiles, we joined the event.
Wondering what opportunities, this night, would present.

Acquaintances were made, and toward the sea, we had slipped.
We decided to dine, after we’d skinny-dipped.
Our intrusion had caused, the calm sea, to be rippled.
The splash of the water, erected her nipples.

The wetness accented, her curves, to perfection.
As our bodies pressed closer, she found my erection.
She pulled close, to steady, as I fondled her globes.
Her mouth locked to mine, our tongues started to probe.

Her legs sought my hips, as a saddle, to ride.
The tip of my manhood, had nudged, just inside.
Our bodies entwined, and our minds, locked in lust.
I moved slowly within her, and let her adjust.

Her movements precision, her contractions, concise.
Her vaginal walls, gripping me, like a vise.
Her body resilient, I took, as she gave.
While hoarsely, she bade me, to tell her, what I crave.

Muffled words left my mouth, as she controlled my position.
Our lovemaking wild, no longer, conditioned.
Our bodies and minds, on a course, to explode.
Her nails raked my back, as I came, to unload.

We waded toward shore, as the saltwater, did sting.
Onlookers, applauded, they’d seen everything!
Both embarrassed, and proud, we returned their high fives.
This vacation, we’d remember, for the rest of our lives.

Finis…

__________________
As long as there's feet at the bottom,and Pussy at the top,They're ALL perfect Legs

Loved it Dubblz! You have quite a gift.

Not to mention great ideas for vacations.