I didn't want to stare but I had to look at people, to drink in this unique opportunity to enjoy the nakedness around me. I whispered in Becky's ear asking if she could believe all the beautiful naked people here. The girl in the trench stood up. She had a colored tattoo on her lower back. I commented about its appearance and asked what it was. She said that it was something that reminded her of the Grateful Dead.
"Really," I said.
"Sure." She walked over to me and turned around sticking out her ass to let me see the tattoo closer. There was simply no thought about showing me her naked ass even though I could clearly see her pussy as well. Where else would this be the most natural thing in the world to do? No fear, no modesty, just a simple conversation between two people. This was a beautiful place to be. Becky watched with amazement at what this girl did and I could see questions forming in her mind.
Becky was soon pulled into a conversation with a guy who stopped by to talk, wondering where we came from and if we planned to stay in Oregon. Becky was lying on a towel on her back and the guy squatted down near her while he spoke. He was probably in his fifties with slightly graying hair. He had a thick penis with a fat head and a ball sack that hung low while he squatted. I had heard a sign of aging in guys was when their balls just hang and no longer retracted because the muscle in their sack looses its elasticity. It seemed to happen to this guy. He also evidently shaved his balls because he had just a small patch of pubic hair above his penis. The penis had a ring piercing through the urethra opening and the head of the penis. Becky and the guy talked for some time about piercings including clit piercings. He told her that his girlfriend had one and that was why he got his. After talking awhile with Becky he went and lay beside a thirty-ish girl with a shapely body, large breast and a landing strip for pubic hair. She had been laying all afternoon with her legs spread and facing us giving us a clear view of her pussy. My guess was this couple liked showing off and that was okay. You get all kinds at a nude beach but these people were basically harmless.
Later in the day as we packed up and finally had to replace our clothes the feeling of exhilaration remained. Sadness was apparent in Becky as we left this magical spot and she said,
"Let's come back here again. Everyone was so nice."
As we walked back up the trail the same nymphs we saw on the way in were now sitting on a large rock at the edge of hot pool. Steam from the water was rising up around them creating a mythical atmosphere, The wood nymphs of the forest were our naked guardians to some magic moments of inner peace, beauty and freedom.
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