Masturbating with Nudist Friends

Doesnt seem to be a single phrase to summarize the way I relate to sex and nudism. I love going nude and I love sex, and so far as Im concerned theres not a thing wrong with blurring the line to some degree. But Im not a traditional nudist but Im also not a swinger. Ive come up with all sorts of ways to put it. Lately I say Im a sex-positive and body-conscious nudist. People have told me that naturist is actually closer to the lifestyle I live, and I get it. Nudism is more like people who treat nakedness as something of an over-arching philosophy, and tend to insist on nudity pretty much all the time. Whereas naturism is more like just enjoying nudity when and where it naturally makes sense (mostly for recreation), and being less hung-up about the natural connection to sensuality. So lets go with naturist. There really are very few things that I love more than getting naked, outside, with other people, and having a blast. I love being seen totally nude. Yes, its a turn-on, and yes thats an important part of the reason I do it. Im blessed to live in an area with tons of amazing options for going naked in public and enjoying nudity in a social environment. Ive got access to communities that are like-minded and supportive of sex-positivity. Ive got access to a circle of friends that I can feel comfortable with. The natural part of naturism at least to me and many of the people I know means exploring ways to connect the nude experience with casual and fun sexuality. One of the truly brilliant and inspired ways to do just that IMO is to enjoy masturbation with one or more nude friends. This is something I discovered pretty early-on after I first started going nude (which was for me a bit later in life). I had soon after met some friends and start dabbling on the fringes of an organized sex-positivity group. It was awesome to right away connect with other people to go nude with. It added another dimension of excitement and fun. It felt to me very special and honestly thrilling to get undressed with people that I knew that Id met before, for example, in a clothed context, and then got to be nude with for the first time, later. I found it exciting, and it was great to partake in a bit of flirtatious interaction, noticing guys I knew stealing glances at my body. Getting that social aspect of it is what definitely confirmed to me in my mind: yeah, its totally sexual. Of course it is. Its fine that it is. Its natural. Its fun. Its honest. Just let go and let it be what it is, without putting weird pressure on it needing to NOT be, or on needing it to be ALL about sex. Like, here I am, out on this beautiful warm day, everything is vibing and feeling great. Ive taken off all my clothes and my ass, tits, and pussy are on full display to these guys who in turn are just chillin with their cocks out. How am I supposed to NOT on some level connect that to my sexuality? For me thats not possible. I dont know, maybe Im immature or something, but I cant help for it to feel very sexy. Ive written about this before, but when I was a teenager, I loved to walk around the house nude whenever I got the chance to be home by myself. A little later on, a few times I would drive myself out to this regional park where I could find spots in the woods to walk around naked outside. I also used that opportunity to touch myself, and something about doing so outside felt outrageously thrilling and indulgent. So with that in my memory, it was something that had definitely been on my mind, in those first, early experiences I had with social nudity. The local beach, here, on the river, with a clothing optional section, presents countless options for finding private space to engage in various activities away from the crowds. It was my second or third outing to that beach, with friends, when Id been hangin out and chillin with a dude for the better part of the day. He and I and a couple others went for a walk down the beach. Which I always love to do. The clothing optional part of our beach, here, is really big great for naked strolling, just enjoying casual showing and gawking. It feels great. We walked for quite some distance with the other two friends going back before me and this other guy. We returned back through a section of kinda thicker meadow, where there was basically no one else around. It was kinda, like, suddenly a bit suggestive that we were there all alone, both of us nude. It wasnt awkward or anything, but there was a certain tension. I could kinda feel a nervous energy of sorts. Before we got too much further, he seemed to be working-up the nerve to say something to me, and finally did: he very hesitantly stopped and asked if Id be willing to watch him masturbate to me. My initial knee-jerk was to be a little bit put-off by the suggestion, and also a little taken off guard. It was a bit of a deer-in-headlights situation for me. Id really never before been so kinda directly confronted with a request like that, so casually and kinda out from nowhere. So my brain kinda froze on it for a second, a bit scared of what to do or how to respond. But it only took maybe a second for there to appear, in the corner of my thoughts, the recognition that the suggestion actually sounded incredibly fun! So I said 'yeah that sounds great, but also added the disclaimer that it didnt mean I was going to let him fuck me. We found a very private spot where, as soon as we got there, he started giving himself an erection. Which, in and of itself, I immediately found to be mind-bogglingly hot. I had no idea what he wanted me to do, so I just laughed and was like 'should I just stand here? He said he mostly just wanted me to watch, so thats what I did stood there and watched. Looking back its weird almost that it didnt occur to me to join in, but like I said, the whole thing had kinda taken my by surprise. But in the end: OMG SO MUCH FUN! I cannot begin to describe what an amazing release of baggage it felt like to take that step. It was like this other level of exodus from inhibition. Like this is something my body and brain KNEW it wanted, all along, but my socially-trained subconscious had blocked-out as a possibility. I didnt know I wanted it until it was presented as an actual option. Like it was such a shock to understand that there were NO barriers to indulging in a little pleasure, like that, with ZERO baggage attached to it. Like hell YEAH, why not!? As far back as I could remember, Id always loved entertaining the fantasy that guys would think about me while masturbating. Id never before, even with the handful of sexual partners Id had to that point, ever seen a guy jerk off. But I immediately loved it and to this day there is almost nothing hotter, to me, than watching a guy masturbate to me in person. And this is something that I now love as an integral part of my nude experience. Its not something that happens routinely, but its something that Im always now open to, and looking for opportunities. Its like this added little bit of fun that adults can share, simply, without it having to enter that realm of negotiating what it means to enter into the formalities of sexual contact (not that I dont also favor options when sex can be almost equally casual, but it IS different). When done under the right circumstances, it can be absolutely brilliant fun, and feels like such a totally natural element of getting naked with others. And of course now Im more interactive with it I usually also partake in touching myself, and I love to know what a guy likes about me. I love hearing him tell me that he finds my ass sexy, or whatever. I usually let guys finish on my breasts or elsewhere on me, if they desire. I enjoy it so much that one of my first asks when I start into a sexual partnership with someone is for them to masturbate for me. It actually helps me get a bearing on what they want and how to work with them, sexually. So, yeah, for me, masturbating with nudist/naturist friends is truly an…