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 �>�Another Naked Camping Experience! By Cathy

   Hi Gang,  I am back from my annual camping trip in Maryland and I have
had an experience that I am bursting to share with you.    Most of you
know by now that I love to camp.   My favorite vacations involve sleeping
outside in a tent either alone or with some friends.   Since finding this
really exciting website, I have tried to be brave, like some of the other
girls here, and risk being naked outdoors and then write about it.    If
you remember, I wrote about my first naked experience last year in a
campground in Custer, South Dakota.   Well, I had another experience this
past week in a campground in Maryland and I am going to tell you all about
it right here, right now.   So, take off all of your clothes, have a
beverage handy and a towel  -" you will need both.    Each year I make
every effort to attend a Pagan gathering in the state of Maryland.   All
of you know that I am a Wiccan, right?   That fact is not relevant to the
story so you can Google that and learn more than you ever wanted to know
about my faith.   For now, just know that it is a serious belief system,
with morals, ethics, seminaries and everything else.   I am also a
seminary student in a (liberal) Christian seminary in the Midwest, USA. 
 That is also not relevant to the story, but now you know quite a lot
about me, besides being 5 -(TM)2 -� with brown eyes and reddish hair (dyed
it two weeks ago) and I have B-Cup breasts, an athletic body and a really
nice ass.  And I shave my pubes too.    The campsite is in rural Maryland
on about 250 acres of rolling hills.   The forest covers about three
quarters of the camp and the facilities include cabins, tent areas,
showers, a large dining hall, a large  -�L -� shaped pool, and a fire
circle by the lake.   Someone was bitten by a copperhead snake this
weekend so care must be exercised there.    My tent was located in the
furthest (of course!) tent area and my plan was to walk from my tent down a
slight hill to the dining area, walk around the dining hall to the pool and
then walk back up that slight incline back to my tent.   Naked.   Totally
nude.   No safety net.   The distance would be well over two miles and
take me about an hour, give or take.    The gathering started on Tuesday
and ran until Sunday with a large number of people arriving on Friday
evening after work.   I wanted to do a trial run before doing it for real
so I figured the best evenings for the two walks would be Wednesday and
Thursday evenings.    All day Wednesday I walked around the area of my
journey to get the lay of the land and hopefully make note of any potential
problems.   I didn -(TM)t see any, other than getting caught, so by the
time Wednesday night rolled around, I was ready for my trial run.      I
usually sleep naked, even in the winter and especially while camping so I
had to put something on.   I chose my smallest bathing suit; a tiny little
bikini that barely covered the essentials.   You know what they are, so I
don -(TM)t have to tell you, right?   I waited until about 3 AM to give
the hard-core partiers enough time to drink their fill and stumble to their
sleeping quarters.      Very carefully and almost silently I unzipped the
tent opening, both the screen and rain cover.   Slowly, my little foot
emerged from my tent and made contact with the grass.   Cautiously, the
rest of my petite little body followed.    With the confidence of being
fully dressed  -" I was wearing a bathing suit after all, I headed around
the front of the first set of cabins and toward the long slow hill leading
to the dining hall.    I looked everywhere for any sign of trouble.   My
ears were straining for any sound that might indicate the slightest threat.
 Tomorrow I would be doing this with nothing on so I had to get everything
right this time around.   Thankfully and as expected there were no
problems.   Everyone appeared to be sound asleep.   Whew!    After a
leisurely stroll in the grass I made it down to the fire circle and back up
to the rear of the dining hall.   There is a breeze-through separating the
eating area from the pool area so for a moment I was hidden from view as I
passed by the entrance to the pool.   Did I say,  -�Passed? -�  The
evening temperature was in the eighties and so was the humidity.   Not to
mention the fact that I was sweating a bit from nervous tension and by the
exertion as well.    The pool was so inviting and it was empty (big
surprise!)  I couldn -(TM)t resist.   I carefully opened the gate and
stepped into the pool area.   Slowly I walked over the edge of the water,
dipped my toe in the water and my body reacted with a tremendous shiver. 
It was COLD!   As silently as I could, I slipped into the cold water at
the 4 foot mark, so that my shoulders and head would be above water.   If
I told you that the coldness felt wonderful, it would be an understatement.
 It felt divine!    I looked around and listened for any sound that
shouldn -(TM)t be there, but saw and heard nothing.   I was safe.   Hmmm,
now might be a good time to have some fun; maybe I could just slip off my
bikini and see how that feels?   I thought,  -�No, I should really wait
until tomorrow during the day, this is only the trial run. -�  Well, being
an Aries woman, I did the only thing I should do under these circumstances;
I took off my tiny little top and placed it on the tile around the edge of
the pool.   My bikini bottom followed very shortly.    I enjoyed that
state of being for a short while when I thought that this really was a
trial run and I should pay attention to business.   I slowly swam over to
the pool ladder and as quietly as I could, step-by-step, hoisted myself out
of the pool, naked of course.    I walked over to my bathing suit, but
before picking it up, I playfully assumed the best ENF pose I could, my
hand and arm covering my little boobs and the other hand covering the area
where my pubic hair would have been.   One of my naughty fingers kind of 
-�accidentally -� found its way between my orchid petals (my outer lips,
guys.)     Okay, okay, I am done playing around --  I put my bathing
suit back on and finished my trial run with no incidents or anything I need
to worry about for the real thing.   Even with my side trip into the pool
for a few minutes it took me about 45 minutes to complete the expedition.
 Let -(TM)s see how that compares with tomorrow -(TM)s excursion.    All
day Thursday I anticipated my naked stroll.   I walked around the  -�scene
of the crime -� several times, looking at the vending area, the dining
hall, the pool, the fire circle.   This was going to be so much fun!    I
decided that I should go to bed really early so that I would have enough
sleep.   I knew that I wouldn -(TM)t be able to sleep a wink afterward
because I would be so excited and horny.   So, by 9 PM, I was safely
tucked into my sleeping bag and already  -�dressed -� for the work that
lies ahead.    My watch alarm woke me up at 2:45 AM.   I brushed my teeth
and combed my hair, taking out my hair tie, removing my jewelry, including
the small pentacle necklace I usually wear.   I wanted to be completely,
utterly, stark, naked, no clothes, nothing to hide any patch of skin.   My
skin was tingling in anticipation and my little pearl was already beginning
to throb.    I slowly opened the door of the tent and peered outside into
the warm, dark, early morning sky.   Not a soul was about.   It was so
quiet that I thought I could hear my heart beat and my blood coursing
through my veins.    My foot reached out, slowly followed by the rest of
my body.   Funny how last night was so different; being covered by a
couple of strips of cloth makes a huge difference.   I stood outside of my
tent for a minute adjusting to the feel of being outside totally naked,
feeling the breeze on the fine hairs of my skin and on my little puckered
rosebud gave me a thrill and give me goose bumps all over my body.   Here
I was, outside, naked and scared.    With some effort I put one foot in
front of me away from my tent.   Then another, then another.   I can do
this!   I kept walking past the front of the row of cabins, past more
cabins, so far, so good.   I heard no sounds and saw no one.   I was
hoping that no one saw me.   I had to come back this way later.    I
walked pas the vending area (where crafty people who make things like
drums, jewelry, clothes, candles, and other popular items set up their
tents.   Down the path to the fire circle and on to the breezeway between
the dining hall and the pool area.   Each step of the way I was so
nervous.  I imagined that thousands of eyes were watching me.   I also
imagined that if some young man did happen to see me walking by in my
current state of undress, he would be playing with himself.   (Right
guys?)   Again, the temptation of slipping into the pool became a major
distraction.   I figured that it was okay since I had hopped into the pool
during my trial run so it was part of the plan, right?   Only this time, I
had nothing to take off!      As quietly as I could I slipped into the
cold water, feeling the liquid as it touched each goose bump and my crotch.
 OMG that felt good.   I could almost imagine steam rising as the cold
water came into contact with my blazing hot pussy.   I stood there with my
hands on my butt cheeks, spreading them so the cold water could caress my
little rosebud.   I was in ecstasy!      Suddenly, all of my senses were
alert!   I heard voices.   Male voices.   Adolescent male voices.   And
they were coming closer!   OMG what do I do now?   This wasn -(TM)t in
the plan!   Here I was, a naked girl in the pool, no safety net in sight
and boys approaching.   I wanted to scream but that wouldn -(TM)t have
been in my best interests at the moment.      As quickly as I could, I
moved over to the corner of the pool where there was absolutely no light.
 Luckily for me one of the inflatable pool rafts was there, the kind that
inflates around the perimeter and has a dark net in the center so one can
float on it.   I ducked under it just as the first of the young men
entered the pool area.   The dark netting would allow me to breathe and
reduce my chances of being detected.      The boys were fully dressed so
I prayed that they wouldn -(TM)t strip and dive into the pool.   They
would certainly get the surprise of their lives; so would I, I -(TM)d bet!
 They seemed to be having an animated discussion about some boy-thing or
other.   I stayed as still as I could, not moving a muscle.   They stayed
were they were still talking and not leaving.   I was starting to get so
cold and I just couldn -(TM)t get out from under my hiding place.     
The boys didn -(TM)t seem to notice that the other pool toys in the water
were slowly and gently moving around the pool because of the force of the
water pump.   My little raft was being held firm by me; I wasn -(TM)t
going to let it go anywhere.   If they only knew that there was a naked
woman only a few feet in front of them!    Suddenly, one of them said
rather loudly,  -�Well, let -(TM)s just go down there and see! -�  I
froze.  Did they mean me?   Oh dear!   I almost feinted when I heard
that.   I could just imagine them ripping the raft from my fingers,
pulling me out of the pool and who knows what would happen after that.   
  With a huge sigh of relief, they all turned in the opposite direction,
hopped the fence and scampered down the hill toward the fire circle, where
I had just been before foolishly hopping into the pool.   I waited a few
moments before breathing again, listening for any sounds of their return.
 I heard nothing so I slowly made my way to the ladder and pulled myself
up out of the pool and headed to the gate, just around the corner of the
breezeway.    Without looking around the corner of the building I almost
ran around the side of the building and,  -�Wham -� right into the chest of
a man, a little taller than me and quite a bit older.   I was so stunned
that it took me a moment before I instinctively assumed the  -�Embarrassed
Nude Female -� position.   Only it was too late  -" he already had the
best view in the house.   And he had a wet imprint of my perky little tits
on the front of his shirt.    He looked at me, all of me (I couldn -(TM)t
blame him for that.)  He smiled gently and told me that he is on security
duty and then asked me what I was doing here without any clothes?   I
stammered something about losing a bet with some girlfriends and having to
jump in the pool naked.   I thought I could get away with it if I did it
at 3 AM.   He said that it was closer to 4 AM and that I really should get
back to my cabin or tent before anyone else catches me.   I thanked him
and ran as fast as I could back to my tent.   I wasn -(TM)t so concerned
about the noise I was making by running so fast, which turned out to be not
so much anyway.   I had to get back to my tent!   I opened the door and
dove inside, breathing so heavily that I thought that my tent would start
to inflate.   Oh.  My.  God.   What had I just done?    I had almost
exposed myself to several young men, actually did expose myself to one
older man and ran naked through the entire campsite.   Where, oh where,
did my plan go wrong?   I lay on my sleeping bag, still naked of course,
and beginning to feel horny.   My hands found their way to my most
sensitive places and they had their way with me.   Woody Allen once said
that when you masturbate, it -(TM)s okay.   At least you are doing it to
someone you love.   Well, I came with a resounding crash of waves that
must have been heard way down at the fire circle  -" the furthest point
from where I was at that moment.    Later that day, after some rest and
salvaging some of my dignity, I walked down to the dining hall for dinner.
 Who did I run into (sorry, poor choice of words here)?   From behind me
I heard a familiar voice asking if I would honor him by joining him for
dinner.   Since my friends were nowhere in sight, I agreed.   Talk about
being embarrassed!   This old guy had seen me completely naked, in a place
where I shouldn -(TM)t have been totally nude.    We chatted during our
dinner and he turned out to be a really nice guy.   He is in his sixties,
his wife passed a few years ago and they always enjoyed this gathering. 
 Since we all have to do community service, he chose security in the
middle of the night since it would most likely be the least eventful.   We
laughed over that one.   By the end of the meal we had become friends. 
 He invited me to walk with him to one of the vendors for dessert and he
treated me to a nice ice cream sundae.    I really enjoyed walking and
talking with him; he has had so many experiences during his life and he was
respectful and really pleasant to be with.   He walked me back to my tent
and before parting I asked him to join me inside for a while; I really
wanted to talk with him some more.      Once inside I pulled out my stash
of dark chocolate.   No camping experience should be without a nice bar of
dark chocolate.   Just sayin -(TM) --   Well, I had to tell him the truth
about my little jaunt.   I even told him the whole story about the boys.
 He smiled and said that he was wondering about why I was there naked and
all.   He was a wonderful man.   I told him that when I am ready to
settle down, I hope I find someone just like him.   He said that I
probably will find a really good man and he suggested that I just don
-(TM)t settle for anyone I don -(TM)t respect and who doesn -(TM)t respect
me.    Well, to make a long story short, I invited him to spend the night
in my tent.   Yes, you heard me, with all of what that means.   He was
shocked!   So was I!      I removed my clothes and curled up in his lap.
 He tried to explain that he is in his sixties and things don -(TM)t work
the same way as they did years ago.   I told him to hush and purred while
he stroked my naked back and legs.   I think he was nervous.   I was as
gentle and as encouraging as I could be.   It took all night but in the
end, he achieved a full erection inside me and we both had tremendously
satisfying orgasms.   It was so much fun enticing him and playing with him
and he with me.   There was nothing lacking in our lovemaking that night.
 Quite honestly, I wanted him again and I told him so.    We slept the
sleep of the just and woke the next morning in each other -(TM)s arms. 
 We played for a little while before heeding nature -(TM)s call and our
need for breakfast.   The whole next day was spent together talking,
walking and simply enjoying each other -(TM)s company and conversation. 
 Unfortunately he had to leave for home Saturday afternoon.   I told him
that I would not accept  -�No -� for an answer; he simply must spend Friday
night in my tent.   He was flattered, as was I.      That night I
pampered him and gave him a special treat.   I wont tell you what that
was, just know that he enjoyed it very much and I was honored to be with
him.   We promised to keep in touch during the year and meet again at the
next gathering next June.   He is a dear man and I will think of him
often.  I made sure that he will think of me just as often.    His wife
was a very fortunate woman to have lived her life with him.   I hope I am
as lucky when the time comes for me to marry.