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ElysiumFields 11: Naked People
By Mark M Lichterman
Posted: Wednesday, August 17, 2011
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Feeling strange… No! Feeling downright weird being outside, among possibly a hundred other people walking alongside of a naked man, even if that naked man was her husband...


Remembering the lady in the bikini bathing suit that, among the many nude women there, caught my eye and, weirdly, excited me, “Come on, honey,” I coaxed, “It’s really beautiful there and,” – still a beautiful woman with a very pleasing, on the thin side, figure – “if you want, you can wear a bathing suit.”


“I don’t know,” she said softly,” I’ll think about it.”    


Lying quietly side by side, Marsha, her eyes closed, me staring at her breasts – that even after four children and thirty-one years I still thought of as beautiful – as my hand, lying lightly within her thighs, my index finger very gently massaging the hardening bud at the upper cleft of her vagina…


Not having an orgasm earlier, enjoying the dandling touch of her husband’s finger, “Lots’a naked men there, huh?” She said, trying to make it sound like a joke. “What if I see a man that appeals to me more than you?”



 Elysium Fields Part 11


Woodland Hills, California

 Sunday, May 11, 1986

 11:10 PM


Attempting to sound as sincere as possible, “I’ve been there two days and seen a hundred naked women and haven’t,” he lied, “seen a woman that’s appealed to me more than you.”


Enjoying the clitoral sensation, quiet for a minute, holding Mitchell’s hand steady onto her crotch as she quietly and unemotively achieved orgasm… then moving his hand, “Mitchie,” she said, “I’m fifty years old and have four kids! How can you say you haven’t seen a woman… Hell, how can you say that you haven’t seen a naked woman that’s appealed to you more than me?”


“Marcie, I love you! You’re beautiful to me! So call me crazy!”


Tickled by his words, although not entirely believing him, “You’re lying!”


 “Marcie, I’m not lying!” Well knowing the various inflections of his wife’s voice, thinking her softening, “Give it a chance, you’ll love it.”


Mitchell being the only adult man she’s ever seen naked. Surprisingly! Actually surprising Marsha, the thought of seeing other men… The thought of seeing nude men, other than her husband warmly appealing to her.


“And I don’t have to take anything off?”


“No, not at all. Not if you don’t want to.”


“Anyone there that knows us?”




Wanting to be sure, “Mitchell,” her hand on his shoulder, “there’s no one there that we know?”


Feeling the pressure of her fingernails, “That ‘knows us’? No! Of course not! Who’d be there that we know?”


“Well,” reaching to the lamp, turning it off, “let me think about it.”


“ ‘Nite, honey.”


“You, too, baby.”






“I love you.”


“I love you, too, Mitchie.”


For the first time in two weeks, the husband and wife slept with their bodies touching.


Monday, May 12, 1986

 5:10 PM


Being a ‘touchy-feely’ kind of a person and so very tired of the arguing and long silences, feeling as though he spends most of his life ‘walking on egg shells’, Mitchell was always aware and bewares of Marsha’s fragile, see-sawing diabetic condition.


However, both Marsha and Mitchell were completely unaware of her, as of yet, undiagnosed syndrome known as ‘bipolar’.    


“So?” cutting into one of his favorites: a medium-rare rib-steak.


Pretending not to know what he was asking, “So, what?”


Swallowing a fork full of mashed potatoes, ‘”You know,” hesitant to ask, “Elysium.”


Cutting a piece of steak, putting it into her mouth and slowly chewing, taking her time before answering… “Yes,” she said, swallowing. “I’ll go with you.”


No kidding! Wonderful, baby,” surprised that she’d agreed, “thank you!”




Having agreed to give Elysium a chance meant a week spent in nervous expectation for Mitchell and a week spent in nervous anticipation for Marsha.


Fortunately Marsha’s blood sugar levels remained, more or less, where they should and, fortunately also, Mitchell said nothing that Marsha took exception to, so…


Elysium Fields

Topanga Canyon, California

 Saturday, May 17, 1986

 10:05 AM


Thinking she knew what to expect, yet, really having no idea what to expect, walking intoAdministration’, Gwen’s appearance surprising her, “Good morning,” Marsha said to the homely, rotund woman behind the desk wearing a caftan covered with pink flamingos.


Thinking, Caftans must be the uniform of the day. “ ‘morning, Gwen. I’d like to sign my wife onto my membership.”


“Opening the deep side drawer, “Name again,” Gwen asked.




“Ah, yeah. Here you go... That’ll be another seventy-five.”


Mitchell hadn’t told Marsha that she could spend the day at Elysium with a ten dollar guest membership because he felt, If she thinks it only cost ten bucks, she might not want to return, but paying seventy-five would be a different matter.


“Hands!” Gwen said.


 “Hands?” Marsha asked.


 “Ultra-violet, waterproof hand stamp,” Mitchell explained, “so they know who belongs here and who doesn’t.”


“Oh.” Marsha said.


“You want to give your wife the grand tour?”


“Sure, after we park, Gwen, thanks.”


Walking from the parking lot into the park area, at this time of day on a hot, Southern California morning, dozens of people having staked their little square of Elysium, it took Marsha a number of moments until she realized they were all nude, and a sense of surrealism came to her...


She saw what she saw, but the living concept of Elysium was so contrary to all she’d ever know that for those few moments the sight of dozens of fully nude people refused to meld into her conscious mind.


“All these people,” she said unbelievably, “they’re all naked.”


 “Well, yeah, baby.” Smiling, “People do tend to get ‘all naked’ at a nudist park.”


Leading her by the hand, “let’s stay here, okay?” Hoping not to be recognized because of Lita’s rapid departure, Mitchell went far opposite the spot he and Lita sat last week.


Dropping the picnic basket, taking either sides of the blanket, they spread it onto the grass.


Kicking his shoes off, “le’me get undressed and I’ll show you around.”


Watching, watching disbelievingly as her husband actually took his clothes off... All of his clothes off.


Wearing a two piece bathing suit beneath, Marsha removed her shorts and blouse.



 “Come on!” Taking her hand again, they walked to the large building opposite ‘Administration’. Going inside, Mitchell explained the three rooms, ‘where people go when they feel themselves becoming very friendly, where they can have some privacy.’ Outside again, around the back to the two ‘year round’ live in apartments, and the swimming pool, then, cutting across the field, to the upper area and the Jacuzzi.


Feeling strange… No! Feeling downright weird being outside, among possibly a hundred other people walking alongside of a naked man, even if that naked man was her husband... 


11:23 AM


No one’s all that pretty. Marsha thought.


With the exception of a few younger women, a few not overly attractive younger women, most of the woman at Elysium, at least at this time, ranged from heavy to downright fat with an assortment of, ranging from small to huge, hanging breasts and fat, flabby buttocks. A few of the women were on the thin side but there was no one there, at least at this time, in Marsha’s humble opinion, that had a better figure than she. And, with the exception of those few younger women, she could very well believe Mitchell’s statement of, “Marcie, I love you! You’re beautiful to me!” Of his not having seen a naked woman that appealed to him more than her.


As for the men!


Doing what, probably, most women would do were they in this position, in this place, Yes, of course Marsha looked at the men comparing their penis size to that of her husband and, those men that looked, in her humble opinion, to be larger or huge in comparison, were either really old or really fat or really ugly.... or really hairy.




Lying on his back, waiting, sitting up, “Yeah, baby?”


“You’re beautiful to me, too, and I don’t see any guy here that appeals to me more than you.”


“Thanks, honey. I’m so glad to hear it!” Kissing the palm of her hand, waiting, he laid back.


 More and more people now spreading blankets, ‘people watching’... One of Marsha’s favorite things was to ‘people watch’, and what better place to really people watch than a nudist camp.


11:53 AM


Now, however, being the only person on the feild that wasn’t naked, the watcher of people sensed she was being watched.


Looking to her side, at her husband lying flat out becoming even tanner... without tan lines. “Mitchie..”


Waiting, sitting up, Mitchell looked at his wife.


“I’m starting to feel really conspicuous.”


Ah-ha! “Marcie,” looking around, “there’s got to be, what?  A hundred or more people here all naked... And you, in a bathing suit. So who do you think’s going to catch their eyes? Who do you think people are going to look at?”


“I told you I wasn’t going to get naked.”


“Like I said, that’s your choice. But you know me and you know that I’d be horny as hell seeing all these naked women...” chuckling, “some of these naked women, but there’s so many I can’t concentrate on any.”


“Better not concentrate too much, ‘cause,” flicking his limp penis with the tip of her finger, “I’ll know when you do.”


“Hey, baby, you’re the only woman here that's ‘turning me on’, but I guarantee you’re turning other guys on, too.”


“ ‘Cause I’m wearing a bathing suit?”




“So, okay already.” Reaching behind her back, unclasping it, Marsha let the top fall onto her lap.






©August 17, 2011 / Mark M. Lichterman

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Reviewed by Elizabeth Parker 8/26/2011
Wow, I didn't think Marsha would do it!
Reviewed by Annabel Sheila 8/19/2011
oooh! Go Marcie girl!!! There's nothing to it...wink! giggle....Hypothetically speaking if one has sunbathed half nude, or been to a nude beach....then how difficult would it be to get naked in a nudist camp i wonder....just wondering... giggle....

Great story, Mark!

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado 8/18/2011
Excellent story, Mark; well done!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn. ;D

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