Take Your Wife On A
Not far from
Sabal is an excellent and somewhat isolated spit of sand a few of us
like to call "Savage Beach." There are a few cottages for
rent, and if able to coordinate a visit there with a few of your more
spirited friends, it's an easy place to hang-out for a week living--as
much as you please to do--naked. "Savage" helps the mind
envision living very elementally; in just your skin and the elements. In
the early summer Belize is ripe for such adventures, its climate bathes
you in a warm womb (no shrinkage problems, if you know what I mean). You
don't even want to wear clothes due to the accommodating heat and
and I, along with (for the sake of simplicity, the names have been
changed) Bob and Carol and Ted and Alice, descended for our week of
living like savages and, of course, started out all wrong by getting
liberally drunk in town our first night, which seems to be the curse of
first-nights on vacation. Thankfully we had nothing more to do the next
day than get familiarized with our quaint cottages and beach, bring out
the sun creams and lay
about. Most of us jumped right into the spirit of the nude thing except
for Alice, who kept her suit on. Surprisingly, perhaps, me being naked
and her suited gave me some trouble controlling my physical state
(again, if you know what I mean). The other wife (aside from my own) was
the youngest (married to the oldest among us of course), and was
strikingly attractive, but our mutual nudity felt more
brotherly-sisterly, depending on my mood (after a few cocktails it
switched maybe to a third-cousin's relationship). Seeing my wife
comfortably moving around naked also pleased me. To be clear, aside from
the clue of my name choices above, this wasn't intended be a swinging
week with friends, but a natural off-shoot of having all been skinny
dipping together and finding we enjoyed our little 'nudist' experience.
I'm happy to report that by
the third day Alice joined the club and, to her chagrin, had then to
deal with an uneven tan while nursing a rum hangover.
In the course of the week I
did either witness or participate in several things that made this a
decidedly adult trip (as far as the nudism went). Ted and Alice, at the
time off at a small distance from us, did appear to make love on the
beach (in a very slo-mo fashion). We joked a bit about it, attempting to
act nonchalant (being international jet-setters and all), but I did
notice we all kept staring over at them. Another time my wife applied
sunscreen to my "swim-suit" area, which caused me to have an
erection, to which Carol said, "Oh, go for it you two!" We
didn't quite, but my wife did continue lovingly stroking me while also
chatting away with Alice about God knows what. Bob and Carol, by their
humor and statements to the fact, always seemed aroused, and were
constantly in touchy-feely mode, especially during sunscreen
applications (well, I guess we all got into that mode--we went through
quite a bit of sunscreen). One evening my wife and I lingered on the
beach and made love in only semi-privacy. When we returned to the group
Carol said, "That looked so sweet" (while we thought we'd been
behaving, appropriately, very savagely).
On the fifth day the wives
joined the men after another rum-soaked lunch, removed their sarongs
(purchased the day before in town from a hippie expat) to reveal they'd
all gone "smooth" on a whim. (Thankfully I don't have an image
of them all shaving themselves in the outdoor grotto-themed shower.) I
have to say this provoked another challenge to our self-control. The
removal of pubic hair seemed to make their nudity more intimate.
Ted asked if we men should shave too, to which my wife replied,
"Just your balls." I was already up to speed there.
Isn't it nice to have a group of
friends with whom you can just talk about things? Well, of course it
Savage In Belize")
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Orient, St. Martin Merrilee
concurs with other members that this is a good resort to take the plunge
and develop your
nerve without a heavy commitment. "It's a good,
safe place to just go and experience it. They take care of everything
and there are lots of activities for couples and singles. During my June
visit I met a lot of nice people, which is a weird thing to do single and
For a more earthy
experience Hedonism II is also a popular launching pad for Newbie
(see Nudist Bare Reports)