“There’s nobody here but us, Gem. So let’s just enjoy it and park our arses here,” I suggested, an hour after finding that sign.
“Yeah, I agree. It’s stunning here. I love it.”
Finally settling down on our towels, we put some sun lotion on and my wife stripped down to her bikini. Watching her remove her summer dress, to reveal her voluptuous body, quickly had me aroused.
“What are you looking at?” she giggled, dropping her dress down on her towel.
“A very sexy woman with a great body!” I grinned.
My wife was wearing a turquoise, halter neck bikini. It had a ring detail holding it together in the centre, just below her bust. The bottoms had a tie at the side. I loved pulling on them things when Gemma was straddling me in a hot tub or holiday hotel room.
At the back, the top had three straps. The halter neck tie around her neck. The usual clasp in the centre of her back, and another string tie below that. It was a sexy bikini, designed for fuller bust ladies.
“Let’s go for a dip in the sea,” she said.
“It’s miles out!” I complained.
“Don’t be lazy! Come on, I’ll race you!”
I laughed as my wife ran off. It was quite a sight watching her running in a bikini, holding her tits for support. Gemma is one fit cookie, with very little fat on her body, despite her curves. She works out regularly and eats healthy. Usually she’d be wearing a fitted sports bra when she runs.
Don’t get me started on her sports bras with their zips in the centre, begging to be opened while she’s working out in the gym. That’s a story for another day.
Anyway, my wife didn’t get far before she had to stop running. I quickly caught up to her and we walked hand in hand to the sea. The water was cold but we had an enjoyable dip.
When we returned to our towels, the beach was still empty. Looking down the coast towards the southern end of the beach, we found it still looked quiet. A few surfers and few people on the sand, but otherwise it was deserted.
I sat down on my towel and watched as my wife confidently removed her bikini top. First she pulled the halter neck tie free, then the tie behind her back, before she reached round her back again to unclasp and remove the bikini top.
“I’ll never get tired of watching you get those puppies out, Gem.”
“You always say that” she grinned.
“And you always love it when I say it.” Then… “What the fuck are you doing?”
“It’s a nudist beach,” she giggled, pulling the string tie on the side of her waist.
“Yeah, but fuck, Gem! What if somebody sees you?”
“That’s been your fantasy ever since I’ve known you!” she laughed, kind of putting me in my place. “There’s nobody around, and if somebody does come I’ll have plenty of time to put my bikini back on. Fancy joining me? I doubt we’ll ever get this opportunity again.”
I watched my wife remove her bikini bottoms, exposing her shaven cunt. My cock stirred before I glanced around the beach. She was right. If there was ever a time to experience public nudity, it was now.
“Fuck it!” I said. Gemma laughed as I pulled down my shorts and laid them out to dry in the sun. They were the only shorts I had with me.