So a little about myself. I’m 30, a little on the heavier side, but I wear it well, with enough muscle mass to offset my more chubbier side. In the summer, I often go to the local nude beach, not to be creepy or anything, but because I like how freeing it is and I find it relaxing.
Every time I go, I go to a meetup website for the beach and see if anyone is looking for company to hang out with, since I don’t have any like minded friends that want to go to nude beaches. That day I was in luck. I’ll say her name was Lucy and she was a married woman looking for nudist friends to hang out with. I sent a message, then headed to the beach.
When I got there, I kept on my shorts walking around as I looked for her where she said she’d be and her colored towel. When I found her I introduced myself. She wasn’t skinny or anything, but nowhere near fat. A cute kind of chubby that I kind of gravitate towards. She was just wearing bikini bottoms, her boobs already free. Her nipples were like erasers, almost naturally sticking straight out, but her boobs were just a handful, the perfect size, in my opinion. But that wasn’t why I met up with her. After all, she was married, and I was fine just having other nudist friends.