BARE BEACH

Vacations were always a turn-on, so they decided why not go to a nude beach? They had heard of one in Florida, which seemed like a warm destination.

John and Allie loved seeing so many other couples, totally comfortable being nude. Many were much older, in their 40s and even 50s. Allie pointed out that everyone seemed to be totally shaved. Being silly, she suggested that, "when in Rome," they shave, too. In swimsuit season, Allie shaved her bikini line and sometimes trimmed up her bush, but in winter months, she let it grow long and natural. John sometimes trimmed up, but had never shaved. He'd never seen Allie totally shaved bare, and the thought turned him on. Why not, he said. If she'd let him shave her, he'd let her shave him.

That morning in the motel, John had Allie sit on the side of the tub. He took scissors and began to snip away her curls. When He had a small pile of her soft hair trimmed off, he lathered up Allie.

Carefully, he began to move the razor over her stubble, scraping away the course hairs.

She was patient with him as he cautiously maneuvered the razor, careful not to nick her. It was thrilling to see the fresh skin appear with each pass. Allie was growing wet with the attention. Next, it was her turn, and she lathered and shaved John.

The sensation was new, and ticklish as John put on his swim trunks. The skin that had been shaded by hair seemed extra pale. And it was extra sensitive. They dressed and headed for the beach.

When they arrived, they wandered down the beach until they were a good distance from the crowds. They couldn't help but check out each other's new, bare look. They swam and relaxed. Allie lay her head on John's thighs. At a distance from the crowd, they let their hands slip over to each other's bodies, exploring for the first time the sensation of freshly-shaved skin. Being so exposed to the sun, sky, ocean made Allie feel alive and brave. Reaching over and slipping his finger's into Allie's smooth folds turned John on. They couldn't really fool around on the public beach, but they both knew what they'd do back at the motel room. Allie kept a lookout.

A couple slowly approached from the distance, and they stopped. John rolled over to hide his erection, and Allie lay back, her head on his legs, her knees raised and the breeze off the ocean tickling her fresh skin. The couple, maybe in their mid 40s, passed and nodded to them. They were both shaved bare and tan. Allie and John nodded back.