Friend’s orgy photos

I have a lady friend I met almost two years ago when she showed up at a life drawing group of which I was a member.

I was smitten with her humor and joking remarks she made while changing poses or during a rest break.

She had a beautifully proportioned physique, which I mentioned to her as we were packing up tables and chairs and easels at the end of the session.

I mentioned to her that I was an art photographer and would like to photograph her if she would be interested.

A month later she was back posing again and I invited her out for a drink after our session. We chatted about our lives and things we were interested in.

Our friendship continued growing and we did a couple of nude photo sessions. Everything was going well.

Two days ago she asked to to pick her up when she had to turn in a rental car. I picked her up at the appointed time and headed for her home as she talked about her boyfriend.

When we got near her house, she realized she had left a bag in the rental car. I immediately turned around and headed back to the rental place.

Then she started getting panicky. I asked why she was so antsy. She told me the bag she left behind had some gold in it and a stack of nude photographs of her and a bunch of her friends.

My ears perked up immediately.

I asked if they were recent images. She said they were several years old but she used to be friends with a group of folks who liked to get together to strip naked and sit around and drink. Sometimes they would make photos.

After we recovered her bag, she took out the photos and started showing them to me.

Sure enough there was a group of people lined up wearing only big smiles with their naked bodies on full display.

Four women and four men could be seen. Each lady had a nice bush and a couple of the guys were half erect.

She laughed when I mentioned that and she told me that the women didn’t care if the guys got hard because they enjoyed watching them flop when they walked to get another beer.

Then I asked if other activities ever occurred. She answered, “Of course they did but our rule was everything had to occur in the open in everyone’s presence.”

By this time I was about to wreck my car and had to calm myself. She giggled at my very red face and asked, “Haven’t you ever been involved in an orgy with friends?”

I assured her I had not but I was a nudist and had seen many folks of all ages, sizes and both sexes fully nude and comfortable with their nakedness.

We pulled into her driveway too soon because she was recounting her favorite orgies and I knew her stories would come to an end.

She put her photos back in their envelope and starting opening the door. She looked back at a face full of disappointment and said, “Don’t worry, I’ll tell you the rest of this story when we get back together.”