1. Kayaker's First Time To A Nudist Club


    Date: 6/19/2016, Categories: First Time, Author: onlytrue, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    I was and still am very much into kayaking, both white water and touring boats. Saint Louis has a fairly active paddling group and I became friends with a divorced, early-fifties woman who was an avid touring paddler. Due to her profession and the fact we are still friends I will simply call her “R.” R held a high level professional job downtown and a masters degree. She has a very thin build with not a single curve to her body, and long thin legs. She was built with a thin boyish figure and had a completely flat ass with narrow hips. She had a short hair cut and she stood around five-foot eleven inches tall, with B-cup breasts. R approached me at a paddle club outing wanting to learn how to roll her kayak. I agreed to help her learn to roll, and it was a plus that we both lived on the same side of the city so the distance for us to meet was fairly close. We became sort of friends but never did anything outside of simply paddling together. We did seem to have a strong bond, and sort of clicked personality wise. One Saturday I picked R up at her home to go paddle a lake we had talked about visiting. We loaded the boats onto my truck and headed to a local lake for an afternoon of paddling and roll practice. The drive to the lake was roughly an hour, so we stopped at a Waffle House along the way to get a good breakfast. After breakfast I filled the truck with gas and cleaned the windshield of all the bugs, then we headed to the lake. We had been driving for several minutes ...
    when R asked in a very inquisitive voice, “Have you ever been to this place?” Not having any idea what she was talking about, I asked, “What place?” “This 40 Acre Nudist Club,” was her reply. I was in complete shock and horror. There was apparently a brochure in my truck from 40 Acre Club, and R had been reading it the whole time I was filling the truck with gas. I said nothing and probably had a deer-in-the-headlights look on my face while driving down the road. I had no idea that brochure was in the pocket of my passenger door. The only thing I could think of was Julie had left the brochure in the door after she and I went one time. So R looked at me, still holding the brochure, and said, “I didn’t mean to embarrass you I was just curious if you had been. I had no idea there was a nudist club here.” So I pulled myself together and told her that yes, I went with a girlfriend. R asked a lot of questions about the experience and we talked openly about social nudity and such. R admitted to me she had been curious for many years about going to a nude beach but never thought real nudist clubs existed. I assured R they did and gave her the G-rated version of the nudist lifestyle. We talked about this all the way to the lake, and were both in good spirits by the time we arrived. We paddled the lake and nothing out of the ordinary took place. After dropping R off at her home, I looked for the brochure to throw it away, but it was gone. I looked everywhere for it but could not find it ...
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