Kate and Zach can’t wait to take their RV to their favorite adults only nudist resort. When they arrive they find their neighbor has a BIG package he is willing to let Kate use. Will they indulge in their wildest sexual fantasies? Of course , and much more.


“Looks like our neighbor is out. Did you want to get that drink tonight?” Zach asked as they slowly strolled along the road to their RV. He paused as he felt Kate shrug at his question.
“Sure, why not. It is the neighborly thing, that is if he isn’t too busy. Besides, I think you should meet him.” Zach looked down at her, sensing something in her tone, he just wasn’t sure what it was. He steered them down the short path to their neighbor as he pondered Kate’s strange demeanor.
“Hey there neighbors! Did you still want that drink?” The man called, unintentionally echoing Zach’s words of just seconds before, as they approached. He stopped his work and walked over to where they paused near the front of his RV. He wiped his hands on a rag as he spoke.
“I was just finishing up some work for a trip I’m taking tomorrow.” He gestured back to the bike where it was resting on the large picnic table.
Zach took him in a quick glance. He was short, about Kate's height, maybe an inch taller with a small but muscular build. His face was shadowed and backlit from the camp light on his table but despite that Zach could tell he was deeply tanned. His shoulder length hair was a frizzy mop framing his head and almost haloed in the light.
“Hi. I feel like an idiot, I forgot to ask your name when we met earlier. I’m Kate and this is my husband Zach.” Zach reached out to shake the man's hand as he approached to arm’s length while Kate talked.
“Oh, no way! My name is Zach too! Well, Zachariah but I totally hate being called that… Good to meet you man.” He said as the men shook hands. “I’ve got a few brews in the cooler, from a place in the mid-west, really good stuff. Also got some whiskey or bourbon in the RV if that’s your pleasure.” Zachariah spoke in a slow steady drawl. His tones reminded Zach of a cliché California Venice beach/surfer ‘dude’ but without the accompanying slang. There was nothing put on or fake about his tone and Zach found himself taking a quick liking to the man. Kate shrugged at his offer, a gesture that did marvelous things to her chest and one Zach frequently teased her for using when flirting at the Resort.
“Sure, maybe a quick beer. But then we owe you! Sounds like you have an early day tomorrow and we need to spend some time cleaning our little home on wheels.” She gestured to their RV with a playful frown. “Zach here will have us scrubbing all day.”
“Ha! You want it cleaned as much as I do.” Her husband quipped back. “Sure, a quick beer if you have time. We’ll be here for a month so if not tonight then later works too.”
“Nah, I have time for a quick one. Sounds totally awesome.” Zach said as he finished wiping his hands on a rag. “Hope I didn’t get grease on you? I just finished cleaning the gears…” As he turned to the bike, Zach caught a glimpse of what he suspected had Kate all flustered earlier in the day.
While talking to them, Zachariah’s front had been completely obscured by shadow and Zach had been following the unwritten nudist rule of ‘Thou shalt not check out each other's junk… at least not obviously.’ He was glad he wasn’t talking, and that Zach wasn’t looking at him so he could hide his astonishment at the massive cock he had just glimpsed.
‘Holy shit, that’s John Holmes size or bigger!’ He thought in stunned but amused silence.