My Diary 03 - The Unusual Holiday

"Well it's dark, we're in the middle of a field and to be honest who will ever know," he said, "I think just here will do, our new bathroom," he said as he walked two paces and holding that enormous penis of his, started to pee.

I was by now busting to go too, so hey why not.

"Well if it's good enough for you then it's good enough for me too," I said, laughing at the ridiculousness of it all. And with that, I squatted and started my pee. With a quick wipe and now starting to feel so weary after the day's efforts, we climbed inside the tent and zipped up the opening, it suddenly became apparent just how tiny this tent was.

With the little light/torch that Albert had hung up, we could just about get ourselves under the blanket that Albert had brought. I'm not sure before we arrived if I had thought too much about what it would be like sleeping in the same tent as Albert, I certainly didn't imagine the tent was going to be so small and that we'd be so closely pressed together, but we were. As we lay down under the blanket and after Albert had turned off the light, I could already feel his naked skin touching mine.

Now as much as I enjoyed the sight of his penis and all the normal criteria having been met for a possible 'adventure', for some reason, it didn't seem right to do anything 'naughty' with Albert. He was a nice man, but there was something there, something I couldn't quite put my finger on, I'm not sure I attracted him either. Yes, he has a very big penis, but I didn't think I could justify asking if I could just have a feel, not that I would have of course. But lying in that tent that night, a few times I'm sure I felt his big penis accidentally press against me.

I woke up the next morning to a loud snap and a ping. The concave metal strut that sprang open when you erect a tent like this one, had snapped. It had sheered in half with the top of the tent now hanging down. As we both extracted ourselves from the ruins that were once a fully functioning tent, unless we could fix it, the realisation was that this may be the end of our weekend.

Before we thought more about that, however, we both wanted a shower. With our towels and toiletries, we headed over to the shower block. Stepping inside, there were only two others under the shower so early in the morning, Brian and Veronica who we had met in the pool the previous day. I stood under the showerhead next to Brian, with Albert on the other side of me. We all chatted as we washed.

I certainly needed that shower, a day and a night naked in the middle of a field, takes its toll.

It was a strange experience too, washing in front of others. I had showered in the showers at school and at our local swimming pool since, but they were always in the female changing rooms. This was men and women together.

As Brian and Veronica dried and left, and as I was now drying myself, Iris came in. We all three chatted as Iris got under the shower, I was enjoying chatting to Iris, she was fun and always seemed to be so positive and friendly. I liked her. And as I continued drying my hair I couldn't help but watch those big titties of hers as she soapily washed them, would mine ever get that big, I wondered.

Me and Albert said our goodbyes as we left Iris, and headed back to our tent, which as we approached, had now collapsed completely.

We tried our best to fix the broken strut, to no avail. It looked like our short weekend holiday might be over. We could still enjoy the rest of the day however, it would just mean we'd have to leave later that day and miss out on another night here and the following morning.

We headed to the restaurant for breakfast and a much-needed cup of tea. It had already started to fill up, but we got seats with our neighbours Bob and Mary and enjoyed a very filling breakfast.

As it was Sunday morning, the owners normally held a short church fellowship meeting in one of the side rooms from the main reception area. So as it was about time to start, me and Albert joined them. There were 7 of us there, but it was a nice thought-provoking service, given by Mike, and after 30 minutes or so, it was over and we were back out in the sun again.

As the day progressed, I was really settling into the naturist lifestyle. Yes, I wondered before I arrived if I could enjoy 24/7 nudity with a lot of strangers, but sitting by the pool later that morning, feeling the sun on every part of my naked body, the answer was a definite yes. And I can't lie, looking at so many naked bodies, was a delight for a confirmed 'people watcher' such as myself. Such different bodies, but everyone so comfortable being naked. I could definitely feel the attraction of naturism.

As I lay on a lounger by the pool, taking in the sight of a couple enjoying the delights of the cooling water, and with Albert on a lounger beside me, he had been thinking about the tent.

"You know," he said "I reckon with a little manoeuvring of the seats, you might be able to sleep in the car tonight. I could then sleep out in the open, but at least you'd be comfortable and we could then stay for another night as we'd originally planned."

It was a sweet thought, but I wouldn't be able to sleep soundly in the car knowing Albert was outside roughing it.

"Can't we both sleep in the car?" I said, although as soon as I said it I knew the car was too small for two people to comfortably sleep in.

At this point Iris arrived and sat on the lounger on the other side of me, joining in the conversation.

"There's got to be a better solution than that," she said, "if mine was big enough, you could both join me in my tent, but sadly there would only be room enough for one of you."

There was an obvious solution, which I offered up.

"Well how about if Albert sleeps in your tent with you then and I'll sleep in the car," I said. But Iris instantly offered another solution.

"We can't have you roughing it in that car, when we're both snug in my tent, I have a better solution and one which I think Albert will agree on." Looking at me, she continued. "You can share my tent with me tonight and I'm sure Albert will be able to make the car comfortable for himself, just for tonight."

Albert seemed more than happy with that solution and looking at me for my agreement, which I gave readily, it was agreed. I would share Iris' tent with her tonight and Albert would sleep in the car.

As the three of us lay in the sun, I continued my people watching, and as I did so, a realisation suddenly dawned on me. Watching Albert out the corner of my eye, it became increasingly apparent. Albert was gay. That thought had never entered my mind before now, but seeing him watching Brian and David in the pool, playing a casual game of water volleyball, it had become obvious.

Maybe with his churchgoing, it was something that he wished to keep hidden and to himself, in which case, I certainly wouldn't ask. It's his business, no one else's, and certainly not mine. It would explain a few things though.

The day turned out to be a thoroughly enjoyable one, a few swims, a game of tennis with Albert, a lovely lunch and by late afternoon I fancied a shower. But first, I needed the loo, so I headed over to the toilet block, leaving Albert and Iris in deep conversation with Bob and Mary.

As I neared the entrance, Brian, who along with his wife Veronica we had talked to a few times before, was also approaching the toilet block and acknowledging each other, we started chatting as we entered.

Now being a newbie, I was unsure as to protocol when it comes to shared bathrooms, if there was any at all, but as I entered one cubicle, Brian entered the one next to me. I needed to poo and as Brian continued talking to me, it was obvious from the sounds that were now coming from his cubicle that he needed to poo too. I think it was certainly one of the strangest conversations I'd ever had, chatting with Brian like that, while we were both so obviously pooing.

When I finished, I wiped my bum, flushed, unlatched the cubicle door and then washed my hands at the basin, and with a 'see you later', leaving Brian on his own and who was seemingly having more difficulty with his than I had with mine.

I returned to the car, where we had now stored our belongings, got my towel and toiletries and headed to the shower block for a much-needed shower.

On entering, there was only one other person under the showers, a man I hadn't seen before. I said hello, and he said hi back, but something told me that I didn't want to be too friendly. You get a sort of sixth sense with some people and as I stepped under one of the shower heads it soon became apparent. As I washed my hair, and then started on my body, I could see he was now turned towards me and had an erection, under the guise of washing himself, he was now obviously masturbating himself while he watched me wash.

Thankfully at that moment, Mike, one of the owners arrived and got under the showerhead between us. The other occupant quickly finished his shower and more or less ran out, leaving me and Mike looking at each other. He could see I was a little spooked by what had just happened and as we continued to wash, on questioning from Mike, I explained what I had just seen. He was genuinely outraged and promised to seek him out once he was done. I didn't want to make a fuss about it and told him that, but as he explained, the camp was meant to be a safe haven for everyone and someone like that wasn't welcome.

As we finished our showers and chatted as we both dried, he asked, apart from what had just happened, how I was enjoying my first naturist experience. I was genuinely enjoying it but told him that I'd probably bring a bigger tent next time, which with a smile he said he could understand.

The rest of the day was very enjoyable, spent just enjoying everything that such a retreat as this could offer, it was truly such a relaxing environment.

After an evening meal and spending some time in the main reception area with most of the other guests, Albert said he was going to turn in for the night. And with goodnights to both me and Iris, he was off to sleep in the car. It had been another tiring day, so it wasn't long before myself and Iris headed off to her tent.

After stopping off at the toilet block first, we were soon at her tent, which to be honest wasn't any bigger than Albert's had been.

Crawling inside and with the outside flap zipped up, we settled onto the rather comfortable slightly padded sheet she had in there. The small light hanging from a hook in the centre of the tent gently illuminated everything just nicely.

It seemed neither of us was tired enough to go straight to sleep, Iris was sitting up more, while I lay on my side facing her as we chatted away.

"So how are you enjoying being a nudist?" Iris said with a smile on her face.

"I love it, the people are so nice, I'm so glad Albert invited me down here."

"Oh yes, he's a lovely man isn't he, I was good friends with his partner Barry, he died a few years ago. Did you know Albert was gay?"

"Ah, I did wonder, it only really clicked this weekend though," I said.

"I'd known them for years; we sometimes went to gay clubs together."

I think having said that, the realisation on my face must have been apparent.

"Yes," she said with a smile, "I like girls."

"Oh," is all I could say. So that's why she always seemed to be looking at me, gosh, I suddenly felt quite strange. Here we were, both naked and about to spend the night together in this tiny tent. But it also felt quite nice.

"You're not going to run screaming from my tent are you?" She said, obviously enjoying my obvious shock, she couldn't hide her amusement.

"No of course not," I said, smiling back at her and trying my best to look as unflustered as I was beginning to feel. In fact, I was starting to enjoy the feelings I was now getting and I think Iris could see that.

"Have you never thought about being with another woman then?"

"No, well not really," I said, but probably unconvincingly "well maybe once or twice."

"Wouldn't you like to find out what it feels like?"

I must admit, that thought was now bouncing around in my mind, and those huge titties of hers were right there seemingly looking at me, and I couldn't seem to take my eyes off them either.

"You like them huh? Would you like to feel them?"

How could I say no, they looked so soft and pillowy, since seeing them for the first time yesterday I'd wondered what they would feel like.

"Go ahead, have a feel."

I stretched my hand out and cupped her right titty, wow it was so soft and so heavy too as I gently lifted and squeezed it.

"Feel both at the same time."

And that's exactly what I did, getting myself more into a sitting position, my hands on her titties and her big nipples now hard and poking out, the biggest nipples I think I'd ever seen. I couldn't help but run my fingers over them, they were so hard.

"I think it's only fair that I feel yours too," she said, now obviously enjoying having her titties felt by me and the thought of feeling mine.

"Sure, if you'd like too," was all I could say. I could feel myself getting wet as she first placed her right hand on my left titty and then her left on my right. I got an instant jolt of pleasure and as she gently squeezed and then pinched my nipples, she moved her face to mine and gently kissed my lips. Gosh, this felt good.

Her tongue probed my tongue as she put her left arm around my back pulling me further into her, those wonderful titties of hers now squished against my much smaller ones. The fingers of her right hand, having now released itself from my titty, were now gliding through my hair as she held my head to hers. She broke away for a second.

"Suck my titties for me," she said and with that, she positioned herself and gently manoeuvred me so that she could cradle me, and when we were both comfortable she held her right titty and fed me her nipple.

It felt so sweet and sexy letting this elderly lady seduce me like this, but I was enjoying it so much, she was so tender and gentle, but also so dominant in taking control.

As I suckled on her enormous titty, in the increasing darkness of the tent, she started to move us both to a laying position, she being on top of me. Kissing me tenderly, her wet tongue deep in my mouth, I could taste her recently used toothpaste on her teeth and lips, her hot breath panting into me as she cuddled me into her.

I felt her hand go between my legs as we continued to kiss, her fingers brushing against my clitoris as they started to probe inside, I knew I was soaking, I'm sure she had two or three fingers inside me as I felt my vagina being stretched. All the while, her titties pressed against me, so soft and warm.

As she broke away from the kiss, her hand removed from between my legs, with me still lying on my back, she positioned herself so she was now squatting over me.

"Lick me," she said, as she lowered herself onto my face. The dense hair around her vagina seemed to have parted slightly by her big lips and the juice that was seeping out from inside. I could smell her as she gently pushed her vagina into my face, the fingers of each hand now opening herself up even further as she pressed down into my mouth and nose.

I did as I was told, and holding onto her big bum cheeks as best I could, I started to lick and tongue her very wet and highly scented vagina. I'd never been so close to another's vagina, but the situation, the taste and the smell were so highly arousing, causing my own vaginas increasing wetness. With her pressed over my face and with my tongue pushed deep inside, tasting and devouring as much as I could, and with her rubbing her own clitoris, I felt her shudder to an orgasm.

It felt incredibly sexy, my face wet from her emissions, the look of utter pleasure on her face and those two enormous titties swaying as her heavy breathing eased slightly as she began to move from her squatting position.

Iris lay herself down next to me, brought me back into her arms and kissed me passionately again. She was tender, yet firmly the one in control. Her lips parted from mine as she slowly made her way down my body. Sucking in my titties, gently biting my nipples.

"I love your tits," she whispered, "they're so sweet, so young, so sexy."

She was back to my lips; she seemed to love kissing me, her tongue deep inside my mouth, swirling inside, our saliva mixing into a sexy and hot wetness. As we came up for air, she repositioned herself.

"Now do the same to me, squat over me, I want to taste you."

How could I refuse?

I sat up and with her now lying flat on her back, I positioned myself over her face and squatted.

"Oh God it's beautiful," was all I heard, as my vagina reached her mouth. Her hands on my bum cheeks pulled me deeper into her face, I could feel that lovely wet tongue of hers push deep inside as I gently squirmed myself further down as hard as I could. With her tongue licking everywhere and her lips sucking at my vagina lips, and now and again licking at my bum hole, with me rubbing my clitoris, it wasn't long before I too felt that lovely sexy wave overwhelm me and I too orgasmed.

Iris seemed to want to lap up every drop, licking and sucking at every inch of my now soaking wet vagina and bum hole. It felt so gloriously sexy having this elderly lady so expertly and lovingly devour me like this, I loved it.

We were both pretty exhausted by this time, as I lay back down and eased myself back into her arms. She cuddled me as we both fell asleep.

Waking up during the night, I was still cuddled into Iris who was awake and had her hand between my legs, fingering me.

"I'm so sorry," she said smiling, "I didn't mean to wake you, I just couldn't resist."

"It's fine," I said, "I'm enjoying it" and I was, being woken up being fingered and so expertly too, I could already feel myself getting wet again.

It wasn't long before we were both busily devouring each other once again, this time with Iris lying on her back, her legs open wide and my mouth sucking, licking and taking in every inch of her hairy vagina. She really was very hairy down there, even around her bum hole which she thoroughly enjoyed being licked. Her moans could easily have woken up the whole campsite when, at her request, I pushed my finger up deep inside her bum.

We must have licked, sucked and fingered each other for another hour before sleep took over again and we cuddled back down.

Waking up in the morning, Iris was still asleep but woke shortly after me. After a kiss and a brief chat, we went first to the toilet block and then the shower block. We were the only ones in the showers and it just felt so sexy having Iris wash my back and me hers.

"You really do have such a cute little bottom," she said, as she let her hands wander. It would have been nice to wash each other completely, but just as it seemed possible, David and Irene came in.

After morning greetings and some small talk, it seemed an appropriate moment to finish our showers, dry and head out.

As we were leaving, Albert was just coming in. He was full of smiles as he briefly recounted his night's sleep and agreed to meet in the restaurant for breakfast in 30 minutes.

As myself and Iris headed back to her tent, she'd obviously been thinking.

"Is it possible, that we could see each other again, preferably not at a campsite, beds are so much more comfortable than a tent." We both laughed.

This had been my first experience in adulthood of being so intimate with another female and it had been incredibly enjoyable, so why not? I don't believe I'm gay, but the pleasure I had just experienced was something I'd love to repeat.

"I'd like that," I said and as we swapped phone numbers, it was time to meet Albert for breakfast. With a sexy, full-on tongues kiss, and one last grope from Iris between my legs, we left the tent and headed to breakfast.