(BBW Erotica/Interracial Erotica) - As two women tried to accept their bodies as they are, they embark on a naughty adventure at a nudist resort. Meeting some enticing well-endowed men along the way only heats up their encounter. During their sexually charged weekend, the two women find a special bond they didn't expect, and it comes as a big surprise. (oral, f/f, bbw, interracial) WARNING: Mature content, Over 18+ Only
I didn't mean to stare. I'd never seen such a large one before. His cock snaked between his legs, hanging slightly down. It wasn't even fully erect! My eyes glued to his size, Clare had to nudge me pulling me out of my daze. With a fantasy in full swing, my look had lingered way longer than was polite.
He was talking to a friend, unaware my prying eyes were all over his huge muscled thighs and meaty black cock.
Clare and I were having a summer of self and size acceptance. One of the challenges we chose for ourselves was to go to a nudist campground. Nudist, naturist, whatever you want to call it, we were buck naked standing here now. It was fun to talk about our plans, but when they rolled around, we both showed hesitation.
Being plus-sized women, we were both struggling with our self-image and decided to tackle it head on. People came in all shapes and sizes, and we needed to learn to love our bodies.
It started as a joke, but the more we talked about it, the more sense it made. Convincing ourselves that it was a good decision, we moved forward with it. It was time to get over this self-loathing we had of our body's overly voluptuous curves.
Clare and I have been best friends since college. Now in our late 20's both of us were struggling to maintain confidence as our bodies changed over time. Working a lot, not eating right, and too many cocktails had my body nicely padded, and I was having a hard time losing the extra weight.
We finally decided to go for it. Once we started doing the research to find the right place it felt real again. Clare was nervous she'd stare at all the naked bodies and that's frowned upon - at some places. We learned there were two very different types of nudist clubs. One was family friendly, which we wanted to avoid, while the other was over 18 only, and touching, looking, even swinging was acceptable behavior.
We playfully dubbed the campground we chose as "Camp Kink", since they have a social schedule which encourages swinging, sexual play, and getting to "know" your neighbors. What the hell, you're only young once, and nobody would know about the experience except for Clare and me.
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Published December 31, 2013
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.