All Girl Naked Pool Party
The all naked all girl pool party was coming on sunday and I had promised myself I would go.
All summer I had been trying to make C.H.'s nudist events. A woman I knew from my dc bi girls club, she had a beautuful house up in Silver Spring that hosted infamous parties. Complete with a pool, she left it open in the summertime to people who were interested in sunbathing nude. Always something that interested me, I somehow still never made it out there. It was a combination of the fact that I didn't have a car, and did not want to make the trek alone. But I had some trouble convincing my friends to come with me on these nudist exploits.
So suffice to say, I did not go to any of the parties, weekends, anything all summer.
And this was the last chance to make it happen.
Promise made, I proceded to spend the day debating it. Oh I have so much work to do, oh, what if I don't have fun, goodness its getting late. But still I knew I had to go, otherwise it would be a whole nother year before I would have the opportunity, and so I called the house, and mentioned that I wanted to come, was there a bus that went up that way? One of the girls heard I was on the phone and volunteered to come pick me up from the metro. OK ride in place, I let her know that I would get myself together and call her when I headed out.
But I still procrastinated. Lulled about the house. Whined. Started to gather my things, then got side tracked. Reconsidered my decision. Reconsidered my reconsideration. Thought about all the work I should be doing but knew I probably wouldn't. Before I knew it, about 2 hours flew by, and the 12-6 party would be ending in an hour. If I was going, I would need to get moving NOW.
Ok goddamn it. I am going.
I called again. The ride still available, and I say to her that seriously, yes, seriously I will be leaving now. I still manage to run around for another ten minutes before leaving my house.
She greets me on the other side of the metro ride in her osmobile convertable, in nothing but a big piece of fabric. A Big bright rainbow one. Its tied like a sari, above rher breasts. She jokes with me, saying that she knew it would be her luck that I would call as soon as she got naked. I laugh nervously, and we are on our way.
All summer I had been trying to make C.H.'s nudist events. A woman I knew from my dc bi girls club, she had a beautuful house up in Silver Spring that hosted infamous parties. Complete with a pool, she left it open in the summertime to people who were interested in sunbathing nude. Always something that interested me, I somehow still never made it out there. It was a combination of the fact that I didn't have a car, and did not want to make the trek alone. But I had some trouble convincing my friends to come with me on these nudist exploits.
So suffice to say, I did not go to any of the parties, weekends, anything all summer.
And this was the last chance to make it happen.
Promise made, I proceded to spend the day debating it. Oh I have so much work to do, oh, what if I don't have fun, goodness its getting late. But still I knew I had to go, otherwise it would be a whole nother year before I would have the opportunity, and so I called the house, and mentioned that I wanted to come, was there a bus that went up that way? One of the girls heard I was on the phone and volunteered to come pick me up from the metro. OK ride in place, I let her know that I would get myself together and call her when I headed out.
But I still procrastinated. Lulled about the house. Whined. Started to gather my things, then got side tracked. Reconsidered my decision. Reconsidered my reconsideration. Thought about all the work I should be doing but knew I probably wouldn't. Before I knew it, about 2 hours flew by, and the 12-6 party would be ending in an hour. If I was going, I would need to get moving NOW.
Ok goddamn it. I am going.
I called again. The ride still available, and I say to her that seriously, yes, seriously I will be leaving now. I still manage to run around for another ten minutes before leaving my house.
She greets me on the other side of the metro ride in her osmobile convertable, in nothing but a big piece of fabric. A Big bright rainbow one. Its tied like a sari, above rher breasts. She jokes with me, saying that she knew it would be her luck that I would call as soon as she got naked. I laugh nervously, and we are on our way.
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