What Happened with the Neighbors in the Nudist Village

Marcos and Nadia had really pulled one over on us. Nadia works with my wife, Lucía, and Marcos and I have one of those friendships forged over beers and secrets. Since that weekend at the rural house where it all started between the four of us, we had shared more adventures than I can count. Some we lived through together, others they told us about. But this one takes the cake.

The girls had spent weeks shuffling shifts at work so we could all get away for an entire week, and I had done some real contortions to get the days off. What we didn’t know was the destination. Marcos and Nadia handled that, and they kept the secret with a discipline that came close to cruelty.

When they came to pick us up, they laughed when they saw our bags.

—Where do you think you’re going? What huge suitcases — Nadia blurted out.

And that was despite the fact that we were only carrying two small ones. In the car we tried to get it out of them, but they wouldn’t spill a thing. We crossed the border into France and that completely threw us. It wasn’t until more than five hours into the trip, when I noticed a highway sign, that the lightbulb went on.

—Don’t fuck with me. You’re not taking us to…

—If you’ve guessed it, keep your little mouth shut — Nadia cut in, laughing.

—Come on, tell me — Lucía insisted.

—I’ll only tell you one thing — I said—: nothing you’ve got in your suitcase is going to be of any use whatsoever.

—Oh, come on! It’s all summer clothes.

—Well, you’re not going to wear anything — Nadia laughed.

Lucía isn’t stupid by any means, and she pieced it together right away.

—We’re going to a nudist place! You assholes!

—Not just any one — Marcos pointed out—. We’re going to Cap Soleil.

Fuck. You warn someone first, I thought, though deep down the idea was turning me on.

For those who don’t know it, Cap Soleil is a tourist complex on the French Mediterranean coast, but what sets it apart from the rest is that it’s mostly nudist. Not the whole village is, but there’s an area with all the services where people walk the streets naked with the same naturalness others walk around in tracksuits. Over the years it has become something of a mecca for the liberal scene, although sex is only allowed on the beach.

***

The villa wasn’t inside the nudist zone, but it was barely fifty meters away. When we arrived, we were stunned by what was in front of us. It was huge, with lots of land and an infinity pool that seemed to spill into the sea. The house was made up of several glass cubes joined by glass corridors too, decorated in a minimalist style, all white.

The two bedrooms were next to each other, each with its own dressing room and bathroom. At first it seemed indecent, because since everything was glass the views were open in every direction, but Nadia showed us that with a remote control the glass darkened from the outside. From inside we could still see everything; from outside, nothing.

We unpacked in a hurry and went down to the garden in our swimsuits. Marcos and Nadia hadn’t wasted any time: they were completely naked.

—As you can see, we’re surrounded by hedges and nothing can be seen from outside — Marcos said—. So you can get naked without worrying.

No sooner said than done. We took off our swimsuits, left them on the loungers, and jumped into the water with them.

—This is amazing! What a treat — Lucía sighed.

—Just wait until we head down to the village — Nadia said—. We don’t even have to set foot on the street. There’s a little path between the villas that comes out from here, no more than fifty meters.

—And, while we’re at it, the idea is to go down naked — Marcos added.

—As the saying goes — Lucía laughed—: when in Rome, do as the Romans do. I’m in.

I agreed too. I mean, with so many naked people around, who was going to notice me?

***

We hadn’t eaten yet, and Nadia went into the house to get her phone to order something for delivery. I followed her to get my wallet. I went into our room and from there I could see her fiddling around in hers. As I looked past the window, I noticed there were people in the neighboring garden, and I took a closer look.

By the pool, a naked man was sunbathing on a lounger, flanked by two equally naked women. I couldn’t help noticing them. One had to be in her forties, with long, thick blond curls, very tan skin from all the sun, and generous breasts with pale nipples. The other was an Asian woman, impossible to guess the age of, with long black hair and small, round breasts.

I had completely forgotten that they could see me too. I remembered when the blonde looked up, spotted me standing there naked, and, far from feeling awkward, raised a hand to wave at me. That prompted the other two to look and do the same. I, pretty embarrassed, waved back just as Nadia was coming into the room.

—What? Making friends with the neighbors? — she asked.

—They saw me and waved. What was I supposed to do?

Nadia went up to the window, looked at them, and waved too.

—How nice! — she said, and then, with a crooked smile—: Do you think…? Let me do a test.

Without hesitation, she knelt in front of me. She grabbed my cock, took it into her mouth, and licked it from top to bottom until it was hard, then slid her tongue over the head. Meanwhile, a hand slipped between my legs and gently squeezed my balls. Out of the corner of my eye I saw the neighbors sit up in their loungers, not missing a single detail of what Nadia was doing to me.

—Well, they seem interested — she murmured without letting go of me.

She kept licking until I picked her up, turned her around, and pressed her hands against the glass, with her back to me. I kissed her neck while grabbing her breasts and pinching her nipples, and I kept going down until I knelt behind her, with her ass at my face. I spread her cheeks and buried my face between them, licking her deeply from behind.

—Look — she said, turning her head—. Seems like they’re getting into it.

I looked up. The blonde had started licking the man’s cock, while the Asian woman was watching us with her legs open and masturbating with two fingers.

—Let’s give them more — Nadia whispered.

She pressed herself all the way against the glass, flattening her breasts to it. I got behind her, grabbed my cock, and, lifting one leg, searched for the entrance. She helped me herself, pushing her ass back to make penetration easier. I held her by the hips and started moving, glancing every so often at the neighboring garden.

The neighbors were fully worked up. The blonde was now riding the man, her ass rising and falling, while the Asian woman was giving a blowjob to a second guy we hadn’t seen come out. I kept pounding Nadia, who wouldn’t stop moaning.

—That’s it! Let them see it properly! — she gasped.

She came in no time, in spasms. I lifted her in my arms, braced her back against the glass, and let her wrap her legs around me, sinking down on me again. She bounced and I held her until I warned her I was about to finish. Then she got down, took my cock back into her mouth, and I finished between her lips.

In the neighboring garden, the four of them came almost at the same time. Then they looked at us, raised their hands making the OK sign, and even clapped a little. Nadia and I burst out laughing and went down to the garden, where the others were waiting for us.

—About time! — Lucía complained.

—Looks like you were busy — Marcos added.

—Let’s just say we were getting to know the neighbors next door — I replied.

—And then some, for sure. We heard applause. Was that for you? — Lucía asked.

—Yeah. Though they weren’t exactly slacking off either — Nadia said.

***

Lunch arrived and we ate in the garden, between bites, wine, and laughter, never stopping paying attention to any sound coming from the other side of the hedge. We spent the afternoon by the pool making plans for the night, and decided to head down to the village for dinner, taking advantage of how close it was.

After showering and getting ready — which obviously took us no time at all — we set out along the path. The women had put on sarongs that, far from covering anything, left everything to the imagination. We went down in flip-flops and with a waist pack for money and documents. Nothing else.

In the village there were naked bodies everywhere, of every shape, color, and age. From young, fresh-faced girls to ladies well into their eighties, fit men and others carrying a hundred kilos with the slightest hint of embarrassment. We even saw a couple of trans people parading their charms down the street without anyone paying them more than the initial surprise. Nobody there cared about the nakedness of others, and that made us feel comfortable.

The plan was to get to know the village, go over to the famous beach, and have a drink before dinner. We sat down on a terrace with a view and, while naked bodies filed past us, we got so used to it that after a while we didn’t even look anymore. We were in the more family-oriented area, with couples and children.

—Farther on is the spicy part — Nadia told us—. You can see couples having sex surrounded by people. It gets liveliest in the late afternoon.

Obviously, our curiosity was piqued. We kept walking until we saw it was true: several couples were caressing each other in full view, and some woman was riding her man on the sand with no one around them seeming the least bit bothered. Despite our previous adventures, it caught our attention powerfully, just as it did Marcos and Nadia. A little farther on the proper liberal area began, but we decided to turn around and head back to the village.

***

We spent the rest of the afternoon wandering around and having drinks on terraces, until we ended up sitting right next to our neighbors. We realized it because they greeted us when we sat down and, before we had even ordered, they’d already placed some beers in front of us as a courtesy. One of the men said something in German that we had to look up on our phones to understand: they were inviting us to sit with them.

The four of them were about our age. The men looked like twins, and they later confirmed it: identical, both tall, with short gray hair and a beer belly that didn’t make them any less broad-shouldered. By gesture they told us they were called Klaus and Bruno, and the women, Heike and Petra. Klaus and Heike were a couple; Bruno and Petra, the other.

Since the men were identical, the women could not have been more different. Heike was petite, with brown skin and small breasts topped with tiny nipples. Petra, on the other hand, was as tall as the men, with a full figure and generous hips, completely shaved. Klaus had a compass tattooed on his left forearm; his brother had the same one on his right. It was the only reliable way to tell them apart.

The conversation flowed as well as it can flow over beers, broken English, and gestures. Lucía and Nadia handled the language well and kept translating for Marcos and me, since we only knew a few words. In the end, the eight of us wound up having dinner together on that same terrace. And as we talked, it was impossible not to notice how Heike couldn’t take her eyes off me, or how Klaus and Bruno were shamelessly checking out our women.

***

After dinner and a few mixed drinks, we went back to the villa exhausted from the trip, with the idea of taking one last dip in the pool before bed. We said goodbye to our neighbors and, as soon as we went in, I headed straight for the water while the others went up to the bedrooms. I didn’t even bother turning on the lights; in the dimness I could see the silhouettes moving behind the glass.

I was floating on my back when I felt someone get into the pool. When I turned, I recognized Lucía’s silhouette, the water already up to her waist, coming closer.

—This is lovely — she said.

—It’s amazing.

She wrapped herself around me, pressed her breasts against my chest, and gave me a long kiss while winding her legs around me. Her sex brushed against my cock, which stiffened instantly.

—Well, look at that, it’s awake — she murmured.

—And what do you want to do about it? — I grabbed her ass and lifted her, letting the entrance to her cunt brush my glans.

—Did you notice how Heike couldn’t take her eyes off you? — she asked.

—Yeah. And how Klaus and Bruno were watching you two.

As I spoke, hanging from my neck, my cock slowly entered her until the head settled inside her.

—Mmm… You know how much it turns me on when other women look at you. Or when they look at us — she gasped.

—I know. And me, how much do I like other men wanting you?

I sank all the way in and started moving slowly. She leaned her body back, floating, offering me her breasts barely covered by the water. We moved closer to the steps, where she braced herself without me stopping my thrusts.

Neither of us was aware of Marcos and Nadia’s presence until arms wrapped around me from behind and I felt Nadia’s breasts against my back. Marcos approached Lucía’s head and offered her his cock, which she took into her mouth without a second thought, licking it while his breasts were being stroked. Nadia kissed my neck, searching for my mouth; with one hand she was caressing herself and with the other she played between my legs until she slid a finger where I least expected it.

From the other side of the hedge came sounds that told us our neighbors were up to something very similar. I was still inside Lucía while she licked Marcos, until she decided to change position. She had me lie down, squatted over me, and took my cock all at once, while at the same time offering her ass to Marcos, who didn’t waste the invitation and entered her, drawing out a long moan.

Nadia, meanwhile, had sat down on my face, and I licked her from top to bottom while she and Lucía kissed and stroked each other’s breasts. It didn’t take long for me to feel Lucía’s spasms announcing her orgasm, and almost at the same time I came inside her. Marcos was still grunting behind her when Nadia flooded my face as she finished. A little later he came too, and the four of us let ourselves drop, tangled up and breathless, onto the pool steps.

The other garden was still sending us moans and sighs when we finally got up to go into the house. And that, best of all, was only the first night of the week.