NOTE: All characters are over the age of 18 years,
Sunny Sides Up was the typical nudist camp we would visit about two or three times a year. In addition to being only a 30-minute drive away, they had excellent facilities used by a small crowd of naked people. My cousin Vicki and I were two such participants.
Vicki and I had gone to bed a little extra early the night before, not only to enjoy a night of passionate incest with each other but also because we had planned to take advantage of the hot air balloon ride the next morning. This was something new for the club, and since we were Lifelong Members, we had the privilege of being one of the first passengers. The only catch was that we had to be up extra early to take advantage of the early bird flight.
We got up, left our cabin, and walked hand-in-hand to the balloon at the top of the hill. I looked at where the balloon was and saw that its monstrous size looked tame as it lay flaccid across the sloping side of the hilltop. "Look," Vicki said as she jabbed me with her elbow. "It kind of reminds me of you after we finished fucking last night."
I gave Vicki a playful smirk.
Getting closer to the balloon, we noticed that the pilot had the basket lying on its side as he started the loud motor, which shot a huge flame into the balloon, where it began to fill with hot air and inflate slowly. It was only a few minutes before the balloon was fully erect and standing majestically with the morning sun shining behind it. "You're right," I said to my cousin, "that
does
look like me." I lightly jabbed her back.
We walked up to a woman who was standing near the balloon. "Good morning," she said as she looked Vicki and me over. I was guessing this was their first time working at a nudist camp. She was a woman in her early 30s, a little taller than Vicki, with a slender build and blonde hair. Additionally, she looked like she probably had a decent set of tits underneath her sweatshirt. "We have flown this balloon in many places," she said, "but never at a nudist camp."
It looked like my suspicion was correct.
Vicki and I looked at each other and smiled. We both had a feeling that today would present a series of firsts for our aeronautic friends.
The man had made sure the balloon was properly anchored and walked over. "Hi," he said. "I am Captain Jack, and I see you have met my wife, Cecilia."
I shook hands with the man. Just as his wife had done, he was giving Vicki and me the once over.
"Will we be flying very long?" I asked.
"Not really," Capt. Jack replied, "We will be on a three-hundred-foot tether, so we will go up, take a look around, and come right back down."
Vicki and I both smiled and looked at one another. Vicki broke the silence to ask, "When can we go?"