Wife’s Nudist Beach Awakening (Size does matter after all) Part (i)

On holiday in Croatia this summer, my wife and I did a lot of travelling. Boat trips, big cities, quaint villages, and a number of beaches. My wife has always been a sun worshipper, loving the sensation of lying on soft white sand, with the sun beating down on her curvaceous body.

Never shy of showing off her ample DD tits, she has always, where possible, bared them to be bronzed by the golden rays of the sun. And, I always suspect, to enjoy the sensation of her ample bosom being admired by the men, and perhaps many women, on the beach.

This year, though, we encountered her first nudist beach. I was nervous when she suggested we go, I must confess. Partly, I suppose, due to the diminutive size of my penis when flaccid. Boasting a mere 3 inches soft, I wasn’t eager to be surrounded by better endowed men, particularly in front of my wife, who would clearly see the difference between her husband and his more gifted brethren.

My wife, though, was insistent. She reached down and caressed my dick through my shorts, assuring me that size is of no importance, and that being nude is about the sense of freedom, not about who has the biggest dick and most sizeable balls on the beach. And so, fool that I am, I agreed to go.

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Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/wkxdvu/wifes_nudist_beach_awakening_size_does_matter