After Blacks

If you read my last blog, I disclosed how Karen and I had discovered Blacks Beach by accident, and learned that a lot more people than just us enjoyed being naked and getting golden all over tans. So, naturally, one would assume that we started to spend a lot of time down there, but due to school and some commitments that she had up in her hometown, we actually did not have the opportunity. But her commitments did allow us to go to our nude spot off of the Kern River north of Kernville, and we both developed very nice all over tans. On one trip, Karen had a bit of an accident as she was navigating the small waterfall below our spot, where the stream flowed into and out of the natural granite tub before hitting that waterfall. She wanted to wash her hair with some bio safe soap we had on hand ... and she slipped and went butt first down the algae covered rock face. She only went about ten feet or so, but the end result was some abrasions on her very cute ass ... which I kissed to make it feel better (he he). All in all, in the next few years, we probably visited our secret spot more than a dozen times, and we never visited Blacks Beach again during that time. At the end of my junior year, I had decided to quit school so I could work and prepare for a law enforcement career, and had rented a house off campus which had a very private backyard with a ton of different fruit trees, and we were able to lay out and work on our nude tans, and of course, we always went nude inside and she would sleep over and be nude with me as well. It was a very nice time of exploring nude opportunities in both of our lives, but unfortunately, it did not last. Karen and I ended up breaking up before the end of the summer, and I once again, had to re-evaluate my life.