...until the sun went down and the full moon rose and I woke at 3 am to her reflection rippling like yellow silk on the water.
I saw my opportunity and seized it. I rolled out of bed and within minutes I was on the dock lowering my naked self into the thigh-deep water.
As I waded deeper, the lake enveloped my pelvis while the moonlight caressed the pale skin of my torso and I had one of those full body sensory orgasms I like to write about in this blog.
But the most sensuous part of my full moon skinny was this:
As my arms moved rhythmically in front of me in a breast stroke, I felt like I was moving through liquid glass and the sound ... my god the sound...it was so incongruously beautiful, like shards of glass breaking, as if the lake herself was laughing in a high clear voice.
I joined her.
Tell me about your most memorable skinny dipping adventure.