A New Life Ch 02 13

"Well?" I questioned Stephanie. We'd just dropped off the rented motorhome, retrieved our pickup truck, and pulled out onto the highway with no particular destination in mind. "Where to now?"

We'd been on the road for three months since our Maui vacation. We'd originally rented for two months, but soon realized that America is a

really

big country, and, having nowhere to specifically be for 6 months, extended for another month. With no set time frame, we'd traveled the east coast from Florida to Maine, visited the Keys and Acadia and most everyplace in between, before heading west. Yellowstone and Mt. Rainier, Niagara Falls and Mount Rushmore, Great Basin, Big Bend, Bryce and Zion and the Grand Canyon, Carlsbad Caverns, and the Petrified Forest before catching multiple West Coast parks. It was the trip of a lifetime, but even with three months -- it wasn't enough time. We'd broiled at Big Bend, froze at Glacier, took a midnight stroll in the nude and made love on a blanket under the starlight at Valles Caldera in New Mexico (after we'd just "pulled over" on a backroad to camp for the night) and debated driving the Alaska Highway before deciding that taking a cruise to Alaska would be better.

"We talked about Alaska, and there are cruises that leave Seattle if we want to do that," Stephanie answered, looking up from her computer screen. While much of what she'd looked at and directed us over the last three months was available via her iPhone --

really

investigating options and looking into things benefited by the larger screen of her laptop. "Or..." she giggled naughtily, "how about we take a nude cruise?"

"A what?" I responded, glancing over to her to see if I'd misunderstood.

"Bare Necessities,

" she read aloud, "

For over three decades, we've been working to break down the barriers against social nudity and make clothing-optional vacationing a viable and acceptable option for all. We support the belief that sexuality is not a state of undress, but rather, a state of mind. Social nudity is not a sexual activity, and we strive to dispel the misconception that it is anything but natural and beautiful. We have made strides in the acceptance of nude vacationing and our wide range of cruise charters are a testament to our success

." She stopped reading, and I could sense her looking over at me.

"You've really gotten into this nude stuff, haven't you?" I laughed.

I knew she had, but so had I. Even though Alice and Ted had departed Maui a few days before we did, she later told me she'd had a conversation with Alice who had encouraged her, encouraged us, to try shaving our pubes. She'd explained that the nudist communities of the world had almost universally accepted shaving -- and had told her that it greatly enhanced oral sex -- both ways. The evening after we parted ways with them, Stephanie had come out of the shower, totally naked, and stopped, facing me, raising her arms in a "look at me" pose and said "Well? What do you think?"

I'd looked up and at first just recognized that she was totally naked, her nipples perky, indicating that she was at least a bit aroused, and then noticed that she'd shaved herself bald, her previously barely visible blond pubes now gone. "Oh my," I'd said, holding my hand out to her. She'd stepped forward to me but had not taken my hand, instead pushing me sideways and backward onto the couch, straddling me, and moving her pussy to my mouth.

I obliged her unspoken request, finding her pussy already wet as my tongue teased her sex and my lips suckled her labia. After she'd cum, she reached out for my hand and pulled me upright with a "Come on, we're going to shave you too." I let her take me into the bath, where she sat me on the counter and proceeded to trim and then shave my pubic hair. By the time she was done I didn't have to ask for a blowjob, she readily went down on me. Later that day we got into a 69, two different times, both of us admitting that we really liked the smooth look and feel.

I've been hair-free ever since. I use my face as my guideline, and although I don't shave

every day

, if I need a shave on my chin, I just shave my cock and balls at the same, although not always. It really turns Steph on to attend to me, and many has been the time when I've reached for the razor in the shower and Stephanie has said "No, I get to do it tonight." After we've gotten out, I'll hop up on the counter where she can fondle and play as she intimately shaves my cock and balls before sucking me off. Likewise, she has let me shave her pussy a few times, but much prefers doing it herself saying that she has a better feel for her most sensitive area than I do, although she does relish that I always end by giving a "tongue check." Whenever Stephanie shaves her armpits, she also shaves her pubes, although she doesn't shave her legs quite as often. With myself, often I notice the little bit of prickly around my crotch when I haven't shaved in two days more than I do the little bit of prickly on my face.

"I like going nude," Stephanie answered. Of that, I had no doubt. Ever since our Maui adventure and our mutual hair removal, we had both been nude whenever possible. We'd discussed it multiple times over the past 3 months, finding places where we could go skinny dipping, and twice found nude camping resorts, both times an overnight stay turning into several overnights. We'd both been a bit leery our first time at one of those, walking outside of our rented motor home naked, but in both cases, there had been multiple friendly people who soon helped us completely forget our nudity. I had to admit, however, that if we hadn't joined the hairless crotch group, we would have stuck out even more than with our "cotton-tail" bottoms and Stephanie's whiter boobs, but our naked crotches said we were "OK," as not everyone had an even all-over tan, but virtually everyone was hairless. Tans were often varied as not everyone spends all their time naked outdoors.

"Don't you think a nude cruise would be fun?"

I nodded my head in agreement without saying anything, turning into the parking lot of our hotel for the night. We'd booked a place to stay, away from the motorhome, and away from any thoughts of "we have to move on..." which we'd constantly had for three months before we decided what to do next with our lives.

"Do you suppose that Ted and Alice would like visitors?" I queried that night after we'd both cum. One unexpected benefit of shaving ourselves, or perhaps that we were no longer "kid encumbered," was that we both found we wanted sex more. Not that we'd been non-sexual before, but no longer having a couple of kids around, we were certainly freer to ask or give of ourselves without having to worry about others. And, although a motorhome is nice for having "all the amenities of home," the one thing it doesn't have is lots of space -- and that is something that a hotel room has more of. In particular, the hotel shower was much larger and amenable for lovemaking -- of which we'd started in the shower before ending up on the bed.

Just being hairless had been good for our sex life. When we'd been dating, when we'd been first married, when we had kids, sex had always been a mutual seduction affair. I'd get horny; a little fondle or a pat on the bottom and she'd get the idea. A little hug from her, perhaps a stroke of my crotch, and I'd get the idea from her. It didn't take long and, even if one of us didn't 'really' desire sex at that time, we always went along with the other's desires. Now, the need for reciprocation seemed to be less mandatory. Not that we didn't, but many had been the time, over the last few months, when Stephanie had approached me and loved on my cock without desiring anything in return. Almost always it was accompanied by a "My God you've got a gorgeous cock!" as she proceeded to go down on me. When I'd try to turn her to orally please her too, or to finger her, or return the favor afterward, she'd say something like, "No, I just wanted to love on you." Similarly, when I'd reach over and stroke her naked kitty, suck on her nipples, and move down to please her, she'd usually try and reciprocate but often I loved on her without a desire for similar in return. We'd discussed it several times about how much we both loved pleasing the other, to

love on

the other, and allow it to happen without need for us to reciprocate the affection.

"Do you suppose they'd really like us to visit?" Stephanie asked.

"I'm sure of it," I responded. "When you and Alice were off having your 'girl talk' about shaving, Ted mentioned that, if we ever wanted to visit, to just give them a call. He just said that we were welcome, but we should know we would be expected to be naked."

Stephanie didn't say anything for a moment or two before saying, "I think that would be fun."

~

The entrance to Ted and Alice's community wasn't marked as anything special. If we hadn't had specific instructions and mile-markers to look for, we might not have found it, as it was otherwise totally unmarked. It wasn't until we reached the electronic gate, with Ted waiting in his golf cart on the opposite side, that it was anything other than a paved road through the surrounding forest. Ted somehow triggered the gate and waited for us to drive through and reclose it before stepping out to greet us. I don't know what I was expecting, but his complete nudity wasn't an affront when he stepped forward and greeting Stephanie with a hug and me with a handshake. He wasn't "showing off," he was just nude.

We followed Ted to a guest parking lot near the community center where our pickup became the only vehicle present. He confirmed that they didn't get that many visitors; the community was a home for everyone, not a vacation resort, and nobody arrived without an invitation. He suggested that we didn't really need to bring our bags, so all we did was grab our toiletry bags and Stephanie's hair dryer, curling iron, and sandals (at his suggestion) before climbing into the golf shuttle. "We aren't supposed to leave cars parked on the street," he told us as we climbed in, "but the community has this multi-passenger shuttle cart which anyone can use. We'll take it back later."

~

"Oh My God! I can't believe you two came to visit!" Alice greeted us 10 minutes later as we walked into their home. "We have lots of friends that live here, but we don't often get visitors from the outside world," Alice, just as nonchalantly nude as Ted, greeted both of us with hugs. It was immediately obvious that Stephanie and I were the odd ones here -- as the only clothed people. We'd seen two people, both nude, out and around as we'd traveled from the parking lot; one man, carrying a towel who Ted said was headed to the pool, and a woman, walking a dog on a leash with one hand while talking on a phone with the other hand. They had waved, and so had Ted, so we did too.

"Bring your bags here, this will be your room," Alice said, leading us into a small hallway and turning into the first doorway. "Take your clothes off and we can wash them for you later if you want, but you won't need them again until you leave.

If

you leave," she giggled.

"If?" Stephanie repeated, causing Ted to laugh out loud.

"Yeah, you either embrace the nude lifestyle and never want to leave, or it's not for you and you wouldn't be here anyway. You two seemed to enjoy going nude with us in Hawaii, somehow I've got the feeling that you'll readily embrace staying here." Alice turned and left, leaving us to get undressed, and for the first time, I noticed that there wasn't a door to the bedroom. I'd seen a door from the living area into the hallway, and one on the toilet, but realized what had been nagging in the back of my mind was that except for the closets, there were virtually no doors anywhere else in the house.

"I guess if everyone is naked all the time, there really isn't any reason for doors?" I whispered to Stephanie as I began to peel my shirt off.

"I guess not. When everyone is naked, there's really nothing to hide, is there?"

~

Alice, being the perfect host, asked if we wanted to shower after traveling, or perhaps we would like to go swimming at the community pool, or just get a tour around, but added that we could do any of that immediately after lunch which she just about had ready. "The pool is great this time of day as the kids aren't home from school yet. Once they get home, that's usually where they'll be found in the afternoons." We said that a tour sounded good, and having showered that morning we didn't need one just yet, and we were sure that there would be plenty of time in the following days for swimming.

A few minutes later, our clothes removed and stored, Stephanie looked at me wide-eyed and asked, "Ready?" Despite that we'd camped twice at nude resorts, we'd seen Ted and Alice nude several times and seen them making love on the beach in the middle of the night, and we were visiting them in

their

home, never before had we ever been in a private enclave where everyone was naked.

Having been nude as often as possible over the last few months, that neither of us any longer had any pubic hair had slipped my mind as something that might be noticed. "Oh! You two did shave!" Alice exclaimed as we stepped out of our bedroom and back to the kitchen. "I was going to suggest that you might want to, anyone with pubes sticks out anymore as most everyone does. I know Stephanie and I talked about it in Hawaii, but didn't know you'd done it. It's perfectly OK if you hadn't, there are a few who don't shave, but almost everyone does. Here," she said, reaching over to a pile of small folded towels and grabbing a handful. She tossed one to Ted and then handed one each to Steph and me. "Don't worry about it too much, but there

is

etiquette to a nude community. Even at home, etiquette says that you don't sit on a chair without spreading a towel first, and you'll see people carrying a small towel with them everywhere. It's a hygiene thing, we all have bodily fluids and, well... let's be honest: Sometimes we don't always wipe as well as we could, and heaven forbid you should leave a skid mark where someone else wants to sit. That's just gross!" She laughed, her eyes momentarily dropping down to my crotch. I felt a tingle run through my mind knowing she had purposely just looked at my cock, checking me out. "My goodness, you both look a lot more natural to me without hair."

Stephanie giggled. "We've certainly been enjoying life since we did."

"You mean you've been enjoying more sex?" Alice laughed. "Don't worry, it's quite common."

~

"We're not a clothing-optional community," Alice said later as we were slowly touring the grounds, "especially when it comes to visitors. For those of us who live here, our bodies are just who we are, we've all seen each other, and we all know what each other looks like, but when somebody shows up and goes around in clothes when everyone else is naked, it always has that feeling that they're hiding themself, or ogling you. With a few exceptions, such as coming or going to the outside world, it's just a rule that clothing is not worn."

"Exceptions?" Stephanie prodded.

"Monday mornings for one. All community service stuff from outsiders is scheduled on Monday mornings; gardening, street sweeping and the like, so Monday mornings until about noon begin as a clothed or inside day. We have trash collection that occurs about noon, and that's the unofficial signal, when the trash trucks leave, that we're back to normal. Friday's the pool maintenance people come in for an hour, but the main guy who does our pool maintenance actually lives here and usually starts his day here, so he just lets us know when he won't be here and someone else is going to be coming, but that's just for an hour. Any other time when outsiders are going to be around for an extended period, the community board lets us know what's happening. When they resurfaced the pavement two years ago, we had clothing requirements outdoors from 8 to 4 for three days while workmen were here. That sort of thing. And then personally, any woman who is on her period and needs or wants to wear panties is allowed."

"And I suppose any teen boy with a hard-on is allowed?" I added with a laugh.

"Actually, no," Ted said, turning the cart towards the community pool. "Although it's not really a problem. Outside, when I was growing up, bodies were hidden and seeing a naked woman was titillating. My God, all I had to do was see a pretty girl and I'd start getting a boner. In here, every man and boy has seen every girl or woman, and the idea that their bodies are to be ogled is gone. Don't get me wrong, the teen boys in particular seem to need to keep a towel around quite a bit, but they're all taught that when they get an erection outdoors they are to cover up until it subsides or go inside to take care of it, and then come back. And it's not just teens," he added, "it's an involuntary reaction that can happen to anyone. The only advantage of us is if we pop a boner we've got our wives or girlfriends to help us out, if they're so inclined."

"Just not outside in the daytime," Alice added with a laugh.

"I see! Inside is OK, just not outside during the day. So, if you're going to have sex outside, it's got to be at night." I said it flippantly, but the glance from Ted to Alice said it might be something more.

"Most of the time, sex in public is not allowed. Even at night. We have a Midsummer festival every year, and on that day, once the kids are sent home at 9, things are... a little different." Ted glanced slightly to Alice and continued almost without hesitation, "Essentially from sundown to sunup on that holiday - couples are allowed to have sex outside if they desire. On that day, if it happens, nobody says anything. Any other day, it's not allowed."

I glanced at Stephanie, meeting her eyes. "So, it becomes like a nude beach on Maui after dark?"

Ted laughed. "At the Midsummer festival, I guess that's a pretty good description except there are most likely more than two couples on the beach."

~

"Hey you two! Good to see you! Who are your friends?"

We'd pulled into the small maintenance parking lot at the pool, and upon Ted's suggestion of a dip feeling good we'd agreed. Stepping around the small maintenance and toilet building, we'd virtually run into a tall, gorgeous, blond woman about to leave the pool. Dressed to the nines, she would have been stunning. As it was, completely naked, her firm and shapely body fully on display, she was still a knockout.

"Hey, Carol! These are Paul and Stephanie, friends of ours and soon to be your two newest customers," he laughed.

"Oh? You're looking for a place?"

"We're looking for a place?" Stephanie asked, obviously befuddled.

"Well, they don't know it yet, but they're looking for a new place to live. We're suspecting before they leave they will have decided they want to move here," Alice laughed.

"Glad to meet you," Carol giggled, sticking out her hand. "If you decide you want to stay and find a place here, we'll be meeting again for sure, but I also can find you something outside our community. I'll keep an ear out for anything available, but for now, I've got an appointment in 45 minutes, so I've got to go get dressed. See ya around."

"What does she do?" I queried as we stepped up to the edge of the pool.

"She works for one of the realtors, and the only one who lives in our community, so she's pretty much got an exclusive business in here. If anyone buys or sells, it's through her. But truthfully, it's not very often that we have new people move in. There really aren't many houses that come up for sale, and once people move here, they have a tendency to not want to leave."

"I'm curious," Stephanie asked after we were in the pool, "How does anyone find this place? I was trying to research it online and couldn't find anything."