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She threw the sundress over her shoulder and we walked back to Banana Beach naked. Most of the people along the beach just stared and nodded as they took in this exceptional beauty and eyed her swollen and leaking slit. It was parted oozing fuck juice down her thighs. Maybe there was something to this nudist lifestyle that I hadn’t understood, Lisa plainly loved the looks and smiles of the men and women that admired her nakedness. She returned their knowing smile like a true exhibitionist.

As we neared Captain Bob’s place she reached down and drug two fingers through her sopping trench and held them up for me to lick, Then slipped her sandy yellow sundress over her body and kissed me good-bye, but it wasn’t a goodbye kiss. The next day a VIP pass to the Miss Nude Creampie contest was hand delivered to my cabaсa by a Club Cerrito employee. I had seat ten, front row! The messenger told me that the first row seats were reserved for the press and the team members. Team member?

I have to admit though that Club Corito was well done. They have tropical gardens, several pools and tubs, and lots of little shops and services. Everyone was naked in some respect; some topless women, but most of the guests were totally nude. Being nude is easy for me; I never minded showing my ass.This place had reputation for some hot creampie parties and huge orgies, so I was in meet and greet mode. The beach is fantastic and the resort has set aside two areas for the public to enjoy, you could go anywhere where you wanted but the main division was the nudes vs. the prudes. The Creampie Eating contest was on the nude side and there was a strict rule of required nudity past the warning sign that said; “Nude Beach, warning, you may encounter public displays of affection”

A gallery in our creampie blog for today:

A low, wide, stage was set up with the ocean as the backdrop. Some other creampie competitions and preliminary events had been held during the day, but the final five contestants would compete at sunset. I was amazed how many seats there were; maybe close to a thousand. The chairs had been set up in a shallow semi circle around the stage, and were half taken by the revelers.

I made my way to the front row and watched while a few maintenance men were mopping something on the stage and straightening the equipment out for the main event. There was a chair like contraption and a tall bench, covered in leather, in the middle of the stage. Off to the left was a fold out table and five chairs; a sign on the table skirt said “Judges”.

The arena was filling up and the sun was getting low in the sky. The other nine seats in our section were slowly becoming occupied with a nice looking selection of young guys who all shook my hand and introduced them selves to each other. I couldn’t remember any of their names, but I told them I was Richard but they could call me Rich. The “team” was in good shape and had some fine swinging meat between their legs. I elbowed the guy next to me and asked, are you with Lisa’s crew? He said, sure aren’t you? Yes I guess so, I said. He began laughing and said, shit man you got the top job on the team, how’d you do it?

Bill, my new teammate, told me that Lisa needed nine volunteers for the style and creampie event, and one guy for the final judging. He slapped my shoulder and said, damn man; you’re the lucky stiff tonight, then he pointed to my swelling dick and chuckled. Relax Richard; this is going to be a real creampie festival.

See to the next part in some days

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