Maybe...

"We're sorry, it's probably completely weird," Madeline said, waving her hands dismissively. It was still very strange to see her embarrassed about anything.

"No," I jumped in. "It's nice."

"I just.." Eric said. "I had fun last night with Dora but, if I'm being honest, I wished that I'd drawn you."

WHAT?! Was I dreaming all of this.

I felt like I might faint.

Eric continued, "But, last night was a bit strange. Sure, sex is great, but I like going on dates. And I realized I wanted to pick you because I would love to go on a date with you."

"Well," I said. She looked at Scott for some guidance. I really wanted to say yes, but I also didn't want to commit to something this early in the day.

"Is it OK if we get back to you on that?" Scott asked. I gave him an appreciative smile. Sometimes he just seemed to read my mind. "It's just, this is our last day and night here and we don't necessarily want to commit to anything quite yet. We might just want to take it easy tonight.

"I completely understand," Eric answered. "How's this? I'll come by your room at 7pm and knock on your door. If you want to go to dinner, great. If not, don't even answer the door. Does that sound good?"

"Sure," I agreed with a smile. It looks like we'd have a choice to make.

I felt like I was floating through the air as we made our way past the beach bar toward the nude area.

Prince Charming wanted to go on a date with me?

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SCOTT

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"OK," I said. "Same time?"

"One, two, three!" We said in unison, then we dropped our suits. I had to admit, it was freeing, walking around butt ass naked, wading through the water butt ass naked, and laying out in the sun butt ass naked. There was also something about watching the other people at the Nude beach grow wide-eyed at the sight of Mandy walking around naked, her large breasts bouncing around unabashedly with every step and every crashing wave.

"Oh my god!" Mandy shrieked as I grabbed her and pulled her under a crashing wave. She came up, whipping her hair out of her face, her tits jiggling wildly from the commotion. "OK, this is getting too rough for me."

I grabbed her hand and held her steady as we fought through a few waves on our way back to the flat shore. Just as we stepped foot onto dry sand, we looked up to find the Europeans.

"Hi there," they said in their thick accents. Mandy's eyes wandered over both of their nude bodies, landing on their dangling uncut pricks.

"Hey!" she said, enthusiastically.

"Getting out so soon?"

"The waves are rough!" Mandy answered.

"You need strong man to hold you up." He flexed his muscles. "Come back in with us!"