A little about myself. I love the outdoor lifestyle, camping, hiking and being in the middle of nowhere is thrilling. I've traveled a decent amount, but nearly always solo and avoiding communal places. This is an account of an unexpected meeting and hookup while at a clothing optional hot springs in Colorado. Names changed to protect the guilty.
The crisp autumn breeze was a welcome respite. Being from the mid-west has some advantages, but good weather is certainly not at the top of the list. Today was the day I was finally going to take the plunge. I had escaped the oppressive heat and found myself riding through trails and back roads along the Continental Divide. Some nights I would camp in a forest, others found a hot shower and motel room waiting at the end of the day. Tonight, however was destined to be different, I had finally worked up the courage to stay a few days at a clothing optional hot springs. Nudism has always interested me, but as someone who tends to actively avoid others it became quite the catch 22.
The choice had been made a few weeks back while I was snowed in by a freak storm and couldn't go anywhere for several days. I'd brought some erotic literature with me and had nothing but time on my hands. One story was a fictional account of a nudist colony that very quickly turned into a mass orgy. I eye rolled at the speed that complete strangers went from normal activities to a free for all fuckfest.
The thought of being completely naked while surrounded by nature did sound appealing though. Of course, I would never do that, what if someone recognized me, what would people think?
I shook my head and cleaned up the mess I'd made.
The snow cleared and on I went, meandering in and out of forests and little towns, but I couldn't shake the idea of being around others while nude. Finally, curiosity won over and I searched online for clothing optional places in Colorado. To my surprise, not only did I find more than one, the most appealing place was directly along the route I had already planned to take. I researched the location, read reviews, and browsed images of the hot springs. They even had a giant sauna with a hot tub in the bottom. This was everything I imagined, tasteful yet free. Still there was no way I was going to go there, I'd file it away along with so many other secret desires, brought out for solo enjoyment when I needed relief.
Another week quickly passed, primitive camping and fire roads taking me from one spot to the next. Each night I kept thinking about going and how people would look if I walked around naked. This trip was supposed to be one that got me out of a rut and trying new things. While I had certainly found my share of new experiences, nothing had even remotely been sexual. Making up my mind, I called the resort and made a reservation.
The gravel road leading up the mountain wound back and forth, and night fallen. I flipped the high beams on my bike and carefully navigated my way steadily up the mountain. Reaching the check-in lodge, I stopped and sat for a moment, knowing that once I set foot through the door, I was also taking a metaphorical step in my own liberation. The check-in process was very straightforward; people wandered in and out getting snacks from the pantry. To my surprise, everyone was clothed though several wore only a robe.
I began thinking that maybe the idea of people walking around naked was just something for bad pornos and fictional tales. Looking over at a wall beside the counter things made a little more sense. A small sign hung with a polite request that nudity be contained to the area beyond the gate. Now I understood why some people were wearing a robe, this was still a more public area. The person behind the desk informed me they had several options for lodging. I could choose a private bungalow, a room in a communal house, reserved camping, or non-reserved where you just found a spot that was available.
Accepting a token to open the gate, I made my way along the road looking for the non-reserved camping spots. Fortunately, the moon was out, and while not bright, gave enough light for me to find a place that offered a little privacy but was close to the common house and kitchen. Quickly setting up my tent, I decided that rest was going to be the best option for that night and fell asleep content that I had finally decided to try something well out of my comfort zone.
The next morning, I woke to the usual sounds of a campground, eager to do some hiking and explore the surrounding area I stepped out of the tent and immediately realized I had to decide about how clothed I was going to be. Looking around I saw some people completely naked, others fully clothed, and some wearing robes. I didn't pack a robe, but I did have a towel. Feeling that was an acceptable compromise, I set out to find the showers and rinse off.
As I walked along it struck me that no one was staring at the guy walking in just a towel, in fact other than the lack of clothing, people were behaving no differently than they would anywhere else. I saw people carrying things to and from vehicles and going about various activities. No one was walking around with an erection or fondling each other, just people going about their lives. This was great, I could actually be free from clothes and not be in a hypersexual scenario.
Shower achieved, I ate breakfast and followed signs directing me towards the hot springs and sauna. I wanted to explore everything first before getting into the springs. The sauna had shower stalls before you entered the actual room. It was quite large with two rows of benches along the walls and a sunken floor that housed a hot tub fed from the springs. I knew I would be spending a fair amount of time here later, but for now I wanted to keep exploring.
Following the trail as it sloped upwards, I came to the first of the springs and found it full of people, most nude, but some in partial states of dress. Some were talking in groups, and others simply sat and soaked in the warmth. One in particular caught my eye as she wore a colorful shawl that left little to the imagination, but what attracted me the most was the carefree way she moved and laughed as she interacted with various people. I continued my way up the trail seeing the same scene over and over as I passed the various springs though they became less populated the higher I went. Finally making my way to the top spring I saw the trail continue up to the ridge line.
Ever one for exploring, I followed and saw deer and other wildlife scamper away as I passed. Looking down I could see the valley unfolding below and marveled at the beauty all around. Continuing along the path I came across a small pair of pink panties on the ground. Not a thong, just a normal set of panties laying there. To this day I have no clue if someone snuck away for a tryst in the forest, or if they embraced their inner desire to be free in nature and shed the last vestige of clothing, baring all to the word. Regardless, I decided right then I was no longer going to be held back my inhibitions. I pulled the towel from around my waist and slug it over my shoulder. Smiling to myself, I made my way to the ridge line and then back to the springs.
Returning to the top spring, which was also the hottest, I laid the towel down no longer concerned about my nudity and joined a few others who were laughing and splashing at the far end. I sat for a while just enjoying the water as it flowed and listened to the sounds of nature. After getting nice and toasty, it was time to get lunch as was evidenced by the growling in my stomach. As I headed to the kitchen I saw the girl in the shawl again, she was heading to the sauna which reminded me I had planned to spend some time there as well.
Lunch finished and the towel stowed back in the tent, I headed towards the sauna to read and relax. The smell of cedar and pleasant sight of hot stones greeted me as I walked through the door. The room was empty so I selected a spot on the far wall where I could read and be out of the way. Soon I heard the outer door open and knew I wouldn't be alone anymore. An attractive couple walked in, he was completely nude, she was wearing nothing but bikini bottoms. I had seen them earlier and recognized the man as being there with his wife and their newborn along with the woman who at the time was wearing both a top and bottom. They talked for a little while and I saw him run his hands along her slender body in a very familiar fashion.
After 10 minutes or so, he saw he was going to check on his wife and left bikini woman alone in the room. All the steam was getting to me, so I moved down to the hot tub which at this point felt cool. A moment later she came down as well and asked if she could join. We talked for a while and it struck me again how nice it was to be sitting completely nude talking with a stranger without it feeling odd in the slightest. She must have felt the same way, because she stood up and removed the bottoms and then lay down out on the bench letting out a contented sigh. We chatted for a while longer, then her friend showed up to inform her they were leaving. We said goodbye and once more I was alone.
The image of her undressing still burned in my mind and added a sexual dynamic that had not been there previously. Surprisingly I didn't get an erection the entire time, but something had changed. Yes, this was still a place to be free of inhibitions, and having spent nearly a day there it certainly wasn't a mass orgy. However, between the panties from my earlier trek and seeing a very attractive stranger undress in front of me I was seeing things in a new light.
Evening was approaching and the sun had already disappeared over the mountains. I found myself in one of the lower springs with about 15 people talking and joking. Looking over I saw the girl in the shawl walk up. It was obvious she was deciding if she wanted to join, seeing a spot that looked appealing she removed the shawl exposing a clean-shaven labia and two perky yet full breasts capped with nipples that stood out in the crisp air. She stepped into the pool and moved her way over to where I was sitting.
"Hi, I'm Katy." she said, smiling over at me.
