Inspired by a true story.
The summer I was 19 I was going away to college where I would live in a dorm for 2.5 months. The college wasn't too far from home but far enough where it would be difficult to commute; besides, I was required to live on campus in the program that I was in. For the first time in my life, I was on my own. I won't go into too much background about my first summer away. It was exciting at first but it turned sour when I got in with a bad crowd. As it happened, I got into quite a bit of hot water with the school from hanging around with a bad crowd of people. By the end of summer I was very depressed and at a low point in my life. When the program came to an end I had to go back home for a while until my first semester started.
Around Labor Day weekend, my Dad thought it would be nice for me to get away with him. He decided to go to PA to (of all places) a nudist camp owned by some of my relatives. I'd gone to this place before so I was comfortable with the experience of being naked. I was not ashamed or afraid of natural things like getting an erection and so forth. I knew how to handle these situations.
On the way, to the resort, I was not my usual talkative good-humored self. My Father was likely saying to himself "oh geez! I hope I didn't make a mistake by bringing this dark cloud up here with me even though he's my son."
We arrived up there on Friday afternoon and we met with our relatives and then checked into our cabin.
It did not take a rocket scientist to figure out that I was really down. It was probably written all over my face because my family noticed almost immediately. They realized that I was 19 and my hormones were raging. I come from no nonsense, and a direct kind of family. Their prescription to my doldrums is to find a nice woman and get laid. "Steve," my Aunt reassured me, "We'll see what we can do for you I'm sure that it'll do your body and mind good to find some fun this weekend."
Even though these people are relatives, I'm not uncomfortable chatting about a sensitive topics, such as sex. I guess because the resort has a history of being a wild place and of course, with the nudity so prevalent, it's rather natural. Once leaving my Aunt to go have dinner I was more hopeful that maybe, this weekend would not be so bad after all.
After dinner and the requisite time spent digesting my food, I wanted to take a little dip in the pool. It was still hot even at the end of the day. At this resort, the one and only place that you MUST remove your clothes is in the pool. There are no exceptions. I slipped off my shorts and shirt and walked in. Little did I know at the time but my future sexual partner was checking me out from a pool chair. This woman wasn't the one my Aunt had planned to fix me up with.
My instructions, according to my relatives, were to meet my lady in the small disco which the resort provided for the guests on Friday night. As I arrived and mingled a bit, I saw her. She was with a group of people drinking and laughing. It looked like, to me that this woman was not that interested or gave off vibes that were not conducive to having a good time at least with me. I was a little on the shy side at that age. Bottom line, I didn't have the guts to go up and introduce myself for fear of rejection. As I look back on it now, I do not think my relatives did much to let her know what the situation was. In reality, I was flying solo on this mission.
The environment was raw with sex however, and if you think a disco or club is wild with people who are clothed just take a moment to imagine how wild a nudist camp's disco would be. Old 70's disco hits blaring out of the speakers and either naked or scantily clad people danced in very erotic attire. The sexual energy that swirled around in that small disco was titillating and almost surreal to watch. There was a lot of groping and kissing. For a time I'd have to be content as a voyeur. I wouldn't score that night but just watching the spectacle on the dance floor and at the tables was highly erotic and hot to watch. I felt really aroused and ended up going up to our cabin and did my usual nightly ritual, a flick of the wrist with Mary Palm and her five sisters before falling into a deep sleep.
The next morning after a swim in the pool to invigorate me, I went into the game room to play some pinball. I don't know why to this day but it was here that my mystery admirer decided to introduce herself to me then.
"Hi there, I'm Nina," she said while her eyes drilled into mine.
I was on my last ball and didn't have a very high score on the machine. I let the ball gutter and ended the game. . "Hi there I'm Steve it's nice to meet you," I said, sort of confused, however, I wasn't going to blow it with shyness now especially since my so called relative hook up wasn't going anywhere fast.
"Would you like to play me in a game?" she asked "I've been looking around for someone about my age to hang out with because it seems everyone here is middle aged or too stuffy," she giggled to herself softy. I understood her plight because it happened to me a time or two when I had been up there. She was blond with short hair down to her shoulders, a little taller then me and just a bit chunky in the waist but not at all unattractive. Her breasts were perky and nicely formed just a bit more then a handful. To round out her entire package her butt was tight as a drum.
After my eyes finished apprising her, I snapped back to reality. We played a game and chatted. I found out she was 23 and vacationing up here for the weekend with an older couple that she lived with. After a heated intense game that she won, I decided to make my move and boldly suggested we take a dip in the hot tub. This, of course, meant that we would have to remove our clothing. Make no mistake folks; I was horny as a toad. I might as well have dug a hole and said prayers for the so-called earlier prospect.
In my youthful mind, I'd judged my time was running out. This might've been my last opportunity to get laid. Besides, here was a woman that was interested in me NOW. "Sure" she said smoothly "I'd been wanting to try out that hot tub since I arrived and now would fine." As it happened, we did not have a long way to go. The hot tub just off the recreation room we were in.
As we both walked in the steamy room, the windows covered with so much steam that you could write your name on the glass. "This is really nice," Nina said. I agreed as I have been in here before with virtual strangers.
