Beach party gone wild, then sex on the beach [Group] Our Greek adventures part III

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Our Greek adventures PART II [Group] from gonewildstories

A few days after my last story, I don’t remember the exact timeline, but we had already developed a bit of a tan, the four of us decided to go to a beach party. We had been on this particular beach before, it was sandy, long, and the crystal blue waters of the Aegean stretched out in all directions.

After the last time, we hadn’t spent any time naked around each other unless if it was a quick change from a bathing suit to underwear, seconds at most, and, a few peeks aside, nothing happened. We didn’t even go to beaches that much together, only once actually, and neither of the girls wore anything all that revealing that time, we spent most of the time together in the evenings with dinner, not much drinking or craziness involved.

This time, the girls both changed into their bathing suits and their beach covers in the bathroom after showering, so we had no idea what they were going to wear to the party.

We got to the beach party. It was partially on the beach, partially in the water, the bar itself being on the beach. We made for the bar first. Mona was wearing a black beach cover, though a relatively thin fabric, it was loose on her, and you could see the white outline of her bathing suit underneath it, and the outline of her body everywhere as it was see through against the sunlight.

Jenna, wore a white and green one, also a really thin material, but with her, you could see the outline of, well, everything. It clung to her seemingly in whichever direction she faced, her ass especially, as she had worn what looked to be a thong underneath it, the white fabric sticking to her cheeks, giving you a good idea of what was beneath it. As we got to the bar, Jenna leaned forward to order, and I saw both John and Mona (in addition to a few random strangers) staring at her ass through the beach cover, it looked nice, firm, and round, as she leaned forward a little making it look even more appealing, the cover leaving just a little bit to the imagination as it clung to her skin.

John and I were quite boring on the other hand, with our trunks and a regular t-shirt on.

We started drinking and chatting a bit, and the alcohol then loosened us up and we started to dance. First on the beach, proper dancing. We danced with our own wives and with the other’s, but it was rather calm. As the drinks continued to flow, we decided to take ourselves to the much more lively (and wild) part of the party in the water.

John and I took our shirts off and kicked off our flip flops. Then we watched as the girls lifted up their covers. Jenna had worn a black string bikini, the triangle kind which covered her little tits just enough so that you could see the small little curves. Her bottoms didn’t leave much to the imagination, it was also a string piece, a small little triangle covering her cooch, but still leaving some of the white skin in her bikini zone exposed. If she had her regular bush, it would have been sticking out on the sides. Instead it was just her smooth pale white skin.

Mona had also worn the same, a string bikini, but white. Her tits being ever so slightly held up by the two triangles, giving her some amazing cleavage. Her bottoms were not as revealing as Jenna’s, but the white contrasting against her already tanned skin made her look very hot. Her long, smooth, muscular legs showing off her shape.

They turned around to go into the water, and we saw that both of them were actually wearing thongs. Jenna’s just had a tiny black triangle right at the tip of her crack, before a string dissappeared between her cheeks. Mona’s was a string bikini that went into a thicker line above her ass, rather than a triangle, but it also dissappeared between her cheeks almost immediately. Jenna had worn a thong more often with me, so while there were some tan lines, they were not that visible, Mona’s ass on the other hand, had a stark contrast between her full bottoms she regularly wore and her very tanned sides, giving it’s own kind of sex appeal.

We got into the water, and started to dance to the house music. First with our own wives, then the four of us in a kind of circle. The water at times splashing up and down, slowly soaking our bodies (we were only waist deep).

We went to get a round of drinks, and realized how Mona’s white bathing suit was practically see through, her pubes forming a dark line where her landing strip was, her nipples starting to show through her top, which was still only partially wet, but in spots clinging to her skin. She was a bit embarrassed, apparently the saleswoman at the store said it wouldn’t become transparent in the water, and she was trying to use her hand or her drink to cover her pubes. Both of the girls were getting quite a few looks from the people around us, and from us too. I saw John could barely take his eyes off of Jenna’s ass, which still had droplets of water clinging to it. We finished our drinks and chatted, then made our way back to the water, Mona appearing quite relieved when we did.

“Remember our first night guys?” said John, as we walked back to the water, “we said touching is okay, so, how about we dance with one another,”

I knew what he meant, he wasn’t just thinking of an innocent dance like salsa, he wanted to feel up Jenna. I was into it, none of us had ever explored another body except for our wives/husbands, except that one night with the hot tub. I knew John wanted to feel up Jenna, and I certainly wanted to do the same with Mona, I figured the girls felt the same. We all quickly agreed.

I started dancing with Mona, feeling her hot (temperature wise) body, before we even got in the water by putting my arm around her waist and pulling her closer toward me, her hard abs beneath the tips of my fingers, the warmth and excitement practically spreading through my arm to the rest of my body. We started dancing, normally at first, at least, as normally as you can in water, both smiling at each other while occassionally stealing a glance to look at our wife and husband, right next to us. We were feeling one another’s wet backs with our hands, our fingers intertwining here and there, our bodies slowly coming closer together. Before I knew it, we were pressed up against each other swaying with the music, her soft tits right up against my chest, her arms wrapped up my back, holding my shoulders. I put my hands on the small of her back, then I let them slide down over her thong and onto her ass, and left them there for a few seconds.

She took a step back, and I thought maybe I had over reached, pun unintended, and moved my hands back up to her back. She took another step back, out of reach now, and smiled at me. I looked her up and down, her brown hair, a bit lighter from the sun, slightly curly, was down behind her. Droplets of water covered her body, her tits were now completely visible through her suit, the darker colour of her skin through her bathing suit clinging to her transparent triangular top, and a smaller, round, darker outline of her little nipples, poking forward. I remembered what they had looked like, both that night with the hot tub and few nights back, and I could practically see them now. Then her stomach, what looked like a six pack at that moment, defined and tanned, the light waves occassionally pulling back enough to show the top of her bottoms, with the top of her little landing strip clinging to her bathing suit clear as day. I looked over at Jenna and John, they were right up against each other now, dancing.

Mona continued to smile at me, took a step closer to me and said:

“What is going through your head?”

“Huh?”

“You’re thinking about something, what is it?”

“Nothing,”

“Must be something,” she said, tilting her head a bit as she took a step toward me and reached for my hands. That’s when I felt Jenna’s arms wrap around me from my side.

“Guys, let’s get more drinks‼”

We went out had a couple drinks, this time around, Mona didn’t seem bothered that she had everything on display. A few guys tried to chat them up a bit, but quickly gave up. We then went back into the water, the four of us danced together for a bit. John across from Jenna, me next to her and across from Mona, still looking her up and down, though also looking at Jenna next to me. We weren’t as deep this time, half of Jenna’s ass was just above the water as it moved left and right to the music. Mona, a bit taller, had her bottoms above the water, her landing strip still visible underneath the white, her tits jiggling slightly with every movement of hers.

Mona moved closer to me, grabbing my hand in the air, then turned around still holding it. I got the hint. I moved up to her and started grinding on her, in the water, her practically bare ass pressing right up on my cock, which at first was on one side of her ass before I positioned it right between her cheeks, only a thin piece of fabric seperating us, my hands sliding down to feel her occasionally, while my bare chest was right up against her back. I looked toward Jenna and John, they were right up against each other, though facing one another.

I took my hands and ran them up and down her body, starting just beneath her tits, feeling the fabric of her bathing suit top, then going down across her ribs, then her hard abs underneath my fingers, the skin so smooth. It didn’t take me long to rip a boner. She turned her face around and said to me with a big smile:

“Wow, you really like that don’t you?”

“Who wouldn’t?”

“Is that what you were thinking about earlier?”

“Maybe, but more.”

She took my hand which was on her stomach and put hers over it, moving them down to the top of her bathing suit bottoms. The other hand she also grabbed, but brought this one down so it was on her bathing suit over her landing strip, I could feel her thick hair through the fabric. She lifted that hand up, while I left mine there, and reached back and grabbed my butt, she squeezed hard, pulling me more into her in the process.

She turned around to face me, my trunks forming a triangle from my erection. She put one of her legs between mine and rubbed it on me as we continued to move with the music, I’m sure feeling every centimetre of my hard cock with her thigh as she did, while I stared between her tits at her cleavage and nipples poking through. I felt her hands slide down my back and squeeze my little ass through my trunks again. I did the same, going down to her ass and resting my hands there, giving her a little squeeze here and there as we danced.

“Are we pushing the limits here?” she asked.

I thought for a second, “No, we said day one touching is fine, we just haven’t yet.” I answered, “besides, look at them,”

We glanced over, and could see Jenna and John both exploring one another in a similar way, his hands beneath the water, obviously on her ass, while her hands rested on his chest.

Mona smiled at me, she took her hands and ran them up and down my chest, then, looked down to look at the pyramid my cock had made out of my trunks just under the water.

“That must be uncomfortable,” she said. Without giving me a chance to answer, still looking down, she pulled my trunks forward and down, getting a glimpse of my dick in the water, while temporarily liberating it so it shot up, before releasing my trunks again.

“There, that should be better now,” as she tapped my erect cock with her hand gently a few times, almost like a pat on the back. She then started using her thigh to rub up and down on my balls, then my cock, harder now, but not so hard that it was painful, just a bit of pleasure.

I pushed closer into her, put my head over her back, looking down at my hands, I took them down her back and went down to her butt again, I tried smacking her but it wasn’t too good under water, so I grabbed a handful in each, putting my fingers on the inside of her cheeks until I felt the fabric of her thong, pulling cheeks apart, feeling them clench a bit, I squeezed harder and realized she had practically no fat on her. I ran my hands up and down her back, then pulled away a few centimetres and did the same with her front, I wanted to grab her tits, but always stopped right below them. My cock still hard, pushing right up against her pubes. I knew she could feel everything, and from what I could tell, was enjoying every second of it.

“You really want to grab them, don’t you?” she said to me, looking down at her tits, where my hands had risen up to again just a second earlier, before looking back up at me.

I’m not really sure what I sputtered out.

“Not here,” she said, “there’s too many people around…here” she then leaned herself back quickly and pulled her right cup aside for just a split second, giving me a little flash, her white tit and erect pink nipple, still not tanned, looking very enticing. She then slid her hands under my trunks, grabbed my ass with both hands and pulled me right up against her, my cock upright, right up against her.

“Seems like you’re liking it too,” I said.

She nodded, grabbed harder with one hand, and took the other one up to my peck squeezed.

“You look so skinny when you’re dressed, but you’re actually muscular, you should just be naked, or at least shirtless, all the time.”

I said something, not sure what any more, then she asked me what I thought of her ass.

“It’s great,” I said, squeezing her ass under water again, “really smooth and firm,”

“Not as good as Jenna’s though?”

“No,” I said truthfully, “she’s blessed.” I omitted the part that she works hard on it, knowing Mona must too.

“Yeah, John can’t stop staring at her.”

“well, to be fair, I can’t stop looking you up and down either.”

She just smiled at that, pushed herself closer to me, me feeling her tits soaking in her bathing suit up against me again as we continued to dance.

After a while I turned her around again and grinded up on her from behind, harder than before, really pushing myself into her. My erect dick still shooting straight up after her adjustment. I put it right between her butt cheeks, which she spread open a bit, stimulating me a little bit while we grinded back and forth, my head right up against hers, as my hands were holding her close on her pelvic bones, fingers resting atop her bathing suit, centimetres from her pussy, feeling her landing strip. I took them up and down her thighs too, feeling goosebumps on them.

I heard John say he’s going to get everyone drinks, and he left, Jenna came to us and Mona stepped away. I let my hand graze Mona’s ass cheek one more time with as she walked away from me in the water, shooting me a knowing look. Jenna came up to me, put her arms around my neck and gave me a kiss, pulling my body close, feeling my hard cock against her.

“So, you two definitely had fun,” she said, looking down toward my cock.

“Oh what, you two didn’t?” said Mona, splashing her, and me as a result, with the water.

Jenna smiled, then just laid a big kiss on me. John came back and gave us our drinks. We went to dancing with out own partners, though not as wildly, while talking to one another. Eventually we started to drift off into our own worlds, my cock had finally relaxed a bit.

Jenna pulled me to her, I started running my hand up and down her back, then over her little triangle bathing suit, putting my fingers down between her crack, feeling the tiny little string of fabric between her cheeks. We started to make out, with the music blasting around us, our hips touching, feeling each other’s bodies in the water. Grabbing each other, my hand nearly constantly on her ass, now pulling her G-string out to feel her better between the cheeks, the ass I knew so well, but could never get enough of. Feeling her soft skin, nearly on every centimetre of her body, running my hand up and down her front, lifting her bathing suit bottom a bit to feel her little landing strip with my fingers.

I lifted her up in the water a bit by her ass, feeling her cheeks spread in my firm grip, I felt her wrap her legs around me and took her deeper into the water, away from the crowd, just our heads showing above. I took one of my hands off her ass and brought it up to her tit, going underneath her loose top, grabbing it firmly at first, then softening my grip and rubbing and pinching her nipple under the water. I let go with my other hand too and did the same with her other tit, her hands and legs both around me for balance, making out with each other like no one was around us, though, we had gone about 20 metres away from the actual party.

“Hold me up,” she said, between kisses. I took one hand and put it on her back, the other I dropped down to her ass again, her keeping her legs wrapped around me, still kissing one another, not bothering to pull her top back down, the water making her tanned tits look a wavy blue colour. She reached down and pulled the front of my trunks down, grabbing my cock and awkwardly trying to jerk me off. It wasn’t working too well, the position was awkward. I told her to hold on a second and used the hand I had on her ass to pull her g string to the side exposing her flushed pussy, she took my cock, and put it in her. It was rough, hard to get in, water is a shit lubricant I learned first hand, but I managed to get inside, and started lifting her up and down, slowly, my hand on her ass guiding her movement, the other on her back supporting her, the two of us not letting our lips part. We went like this for a few minutes or so, we were both loving it, I could hear, and feel the breath of, her moans escaping her between our kisses, the water providing a really weird but nice sensation.

I let go of her back for a second and took her hand and slid it between her legs, she started massaging herself, her breaths getting quicker, feeling stronger on my wet skin, more breaks between her kisses as she started to lose some control. I felt her shiver a bit, saw her pull away slightly from my face as she bit her lower lip, and came to a quiet orgasm.

I pulled out of her and we kept on making out a little, when she swam , holding my hand, a bit shallower and took me with her, shallow enough for her to stand. She started to jerk me off underwater, her bathing suit still on top of her little tits, visible just under the water as I squeezed them with my right hand. She was using both hands on me, one for my cock, the other on my balls, which tingled with a sense of weightlessness between her soft fingers in the water. It didn’t take me long, I let out an almost silent groan of pleasure, my cum coming out of me, looking almost like a small white bubbly river in the water. I kissed and pressed up against her again.

“Let’s go back, they’re probably wondering where we are.” She said, pulling her top back down over her tits and putting my cock back into my trunks.

We got back, they had figured out what we did obviously.

“Ugh, why didn’t you call us too?” said Mona.

“Theres plenty of time still,” Jenna said. “We should get out of here and go somewhere more private though.”

“You mean our room?”

“no, I’m thinking something like a secluded beach.”

“Okay, let’s just finish our drinks, then call a cab,”

They finished their drinks, then had we all had a couple more while we waited for the cab, and looked on a map trying to figure out what a secluded beach would be. We found one that looked like it fit the bill, and our hotel was on the way. We stopped there, grabbed a Bluetooth speaker, and some wine, beer, and bottle of rakija.

The cabbie dropped us off at some abondoned buildings by the coastline, telling us this is as close as the roads go, but the beach is about 15 walking minutes in that direction. We got out, and started drunk hiking. John and I drank a couple of beers each on the road, Mona and Jenna shared a bottle of wine, walking ahead of us, their cover ups wet, Jenna’s even more see through than before, clinging to her ass a few metres ahead of us as they talked and laughed with one another.

“Fuck man, Jenna’s ass is really something else,” John said to me, looking at it.

Smiling ear to ear, I agreed. We shared some of our recent experience with one another.

After about a half hour, we heard Mona exclaim ahead of us:

“Oh my fucking God, it’s perfect!”

We walked up to a cliff, and saw a tiny little beach a few metres beneath us, completely empty. Maybe 10 metres wide total. It was a pebble and rock beach too, rather than sand, which, as anyone who has tried fucking on a beach knows, is much better. The dark blue water stretched out in front of it. Not a soul in sight.

“How the fuck do we get down?” John asked.

I walked around a bit, and found a tiny little goat path going down on a steep decline. With some effort, me leading the way, we managed to get down.

We stood there for a few seconds, not believing our luck and taking in the natural beauty. Mona broke the silence.

“C’mon, let’s start the party up again‼!”

She threw the towels down, set our Bluetooth speaker on them, and pulled off her beach cover. Her bathing suit had finally dried and wasn’t see through any longer. Jenna took off hers too, set her towel down. As they were positioning them, they were both bent over asses facing toward us, the white and black strings in their asses visible as they basically mooned us. John snapped a quick photo with my camera. Jenna put some upbeat house music on, loudly, and started dancing as John and I walked up to them, him recording.

“C’mon guys, get with it!” Jenna said to us over the music. She pulled out the bottle of rakija and had us take a few shots from the bottle. I could quickly feel the burn down my throat.

“Our beers are gonna get hot if we don’t have them.” John said.

He was right, we only had four left. We pulled off our shirts, lit up a smoke, and cracked it open.

“Fuck that, you should’ve smoked while you walked like we did, we’re going in the water.”

We sat down, John kept on recording them as we watched their fit asses walk in and dissapear in the water. They started to dance with one another as we finished our beers. Our wives were obviously pretty damn drunk, we were too, but not that bad. They started flashing us from the water telling us to get in.

“You wanna just go in naked?” I asked John, “I think it would be funny to catch them off guard like that.”

“You don’t have an issue with me dancing with Jenna like that?”

“I don’t think so, I’ll let you know if I do end up though,”

“Lets do it.”

We finished our last beer, got up and stripped. Both of our asses so white it was like looking directly at the sun. We got in the water quickly, the girls’ eyes widening as they saw what we were doing.

“You guys are crazy!” Mona said.

“Yeah, we’re not getting naked with you!” Jenna chimed in.

“Mona, your bathing suit is so see through, there would barely be a difference, and Jenna, you’re always topless on beaches anyway!” I said, trying to egg them on to join us.

“No! What if someone else comes?” Mona protested.

“Then they come, who cares, besides, no one is doing that hike now,” John answered.

She thought about it for a second, but then shook her head.

“No, you two can just be weird nudists on your own.”

We dropped it, for the moment, though I was dying to see Mona’s tan lined tits, ever since she had given me that little flash earlier in the day. John later confessed (that’s another story) to everyone how he had really been hoping to see Jenna in a similar to position to the year previous in the hot tub, her bent over with her ass spread.

We started dancing again, only with our own spouse’s (john and I decided it might be too weird to have our bare cocks between their ass cheeks after all), it was more of the above from earlier, the only difference being that when the trunks are gone, both the man and the woman feel a whole lot more, it’s skin on skin entirely. Trunks are a lot thicker than thongs after all.

It didn’t take long for us to get handsy, then a bit moreso. Before I knew it, I had pulled up Jen’s top and was squeezing her tits. John started cheering that I take it off entirely, and I did.

“Only you’re left now,” I said to Mona. She gave me a look, she knew I wanted to see her tits.

“No, I don’t want someone else to come.”

“Who cares?!” Jen exclaimed, as she undid Mona’s top from behind in one quick motion, and pushed the strings forward, the triangles coming down, completely exposing her breasts, them going down just slightly from the lack of support. She let out a surprised shriek, and covered herself with what was an amazingly sexy handbra, I’m guessing instinctively, before bursting into laughter, undoing her top completely and walking out to put it ashore. She decided to take her bottoms off too, and watching her from the water, I could make out her dark pubic hair from the distance as she walked back in, her tanned long legs looking great as they dissappeared under the water one step at a time. I felt myself getting splashed by water. As she approached us, I saw her white tits with clarity I wanted, her little pink nipples standing up, almost perfect circles.

“Rude!” I heard Jenna say, through a laugh “don’t stare so much.” Jenna grabbed her top from me, her tanned tits and almost brown nipples moving left and right with her arms, and walked out and stripped, setting everything down on our towels, bending over, mooning us from a distance, before she walked back in, her tiny little landing strip, her thick pussy lips, looking fantastic as she entered the water.

I didn’t think at all when she got in, I just grabbed Jenna close to me, grinding up on her ass from behind, my pubes right up against her naked butt, my cock rubbing against it, kissing her, running my hand up her stomach and grabbing her tit. I felt her kiss me back more vigorously, my cock starting to grow, I put it between her legs and it went up rubbing on her pussy on a near 90 degree angle, I made sure to try and part her flushed lips with it. I looked at Mona and John, he was grinding up on her from behind, her stomach and tits above the water facing us, one of them in his hand, her erect nipple showing a little between his fingers. We kept on going like this for a song or two, making out as we did, then I turned Jenna around and starting sucking on her tit, tasting the salty water on her soft skin and hard nipple, her hands on my ass, kissing and biting my neck, letting out a soft moan here and there. I put my hand down between her legs, even in the water she was wet, without much teasing I put my fingers inside her, feeling her familiar insides, feeling her bite down harder on my shoulder.

I took her by her hand and led her up to the shore, Mona and John did the same, his cock hard. I stopped when we were about ankle deep and had Jenna go on all fours, , her tanned legs slightly spread. I got behind her and put myself in, and started slowly thrusting, feeling her move her ass back onto me, the loud smack of wet skin on wet skin overcoming that of the music and the waves. The water gently pushing us forward and pulling us back with each wave, my fingers rubbing her clit, hearing her moans grow.

In the meantime, John and Mona were right next to us, her also on all fours, John thrusting into her from behind, I could see her ass moving a bit with each thrust of his. I could hear her moaning over the sound of the music and waves too.

Pretty soon though, they switched positions, and went up on the dry pebbles, just slightly above us. We saw Mona elevate herself a bit, and use her hand to put John’s long dick inside her. She leaned forward, her ass facing us, moving up and down, her little asshole becoming slightly visible for a split second or so with every downward motion, and we could see her pussy lips stretching a bit to accomodate his cock.

I continued to watch Mona’s ass go up and down on my friends cock above us. After a few minutes we saw him sit up and she went underneath him, spreading her legs. Now I found myself looking at his muscular white ass as he thrusted into her missionary from behind, and turned my eyes back to Jenna, who I’m sure was watching them intently now. I saw her wet ass slightly jiggle with each thrust, the little white triangle above her crack where her the g-tring started. I could hear her moans, alongside Mona’s, as we kept going, holding a steady pace, the water all around us, adding a slightly different sensation, almost as if though it was tickling us. We didn’t hold the position much longer, I took her up to shore, but so that the waves would still be hitting us a bit, even closer to Mona and John. I laid her down and got on top of her, put myself in and starting softly thrusting, kissing her, tasting the salt on her lips, her ears, and her neck as she wrapped her arms around me holding me close. She was whispering in my ear between her moans as they grew more intense, the gentle waves slapping my balls every few seconds, the pebbles making a crackling noise with each movement of our body.

I lifted myself up a bit, starting going into her quicker and harder, as she massaged her pussy with her hand. I took one of her legs, the one closer to Mona and John, and put it back behind her head, penetrating deeper into her. She was looking at Mona and John, who had gotten much louder now, he was still on top of her, going in missionary, her tits going up and down with his motion. Her mouth open as she watched us, screaming as he kept thrusting hard. We saw him pull out, slide up to her tits, and shoot a couple long streaks of cum on them as she laid back panting. They turned to watch us.

I decided to turn Jenna over and have her go on top. I took her so that her ass was facing toward John as she rode me, Mona in the meantime had gone into the water and was watching us from our profiles. I had Jenna ride me a bit, then she grinded on my pubes, reaching orgasm, before I pulled her down close to me and slwoly thrusted inside her, pulling her cheeks apart, smacking her ass, partially for our enjoyment, partially for John’s view.

Our lips again didn’t leave one another’s, our bodies were dripping wet, no longer from water but our sweat. I raised her up to grind on me again, my hands on her light brown little tits, squeezing, watching her face as she orgasmed again. She went back down to me, and I kept thrusting into her again, feeling myself getting closer to bursting. Jenna whispered in my ear, knowing I was close too, in the last second I pulled out, I let my cock flop up on my body, as she lifted herself a bit and looking down rubbed my shaft between her pussy lips as my cum, not so much this time, spurted out onto my treasure trail. She leaned forward, and kissed me, pressing her stomach on me, my cum on my body being squished between us, as I put my arms around her.

We continue to lay like that a little while longer, softly kissing as I caressed her back with my hands.

“okay love birds, that’s enough,” Mona said. Jenna rolled off of me, we saw them both looking at us naked from the water, “c’mon, we’re going for a swim.”

So we did.

PSA: if you ever find yourself tanned all over, but decide to go nude when you haven’t yet, **make sure to put on a higher SPF sunscreen where you haven’t seen the sun**. This really bit us in the ass (literally and figuratively), though it did lead to some more fun ;-)

PS: I realize my stories are dwindling down with the votes. There’s quite a few more for this trip, and while I enjoy writing them, it’s a lot of work, I’m going to write one more (it’s half done already), if interest doesn’t appear to pick back up, that’ll be it from me. Cheers!

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