Sexy Voyeur Holiday in South Africa – P1

My name is Maria. Having just finished school, I was really yearning for a break from the routine of studies and rules that had been part of my life for the last 12 years. The only thing Ill really miss is my athletic career at school. I was the high jump team captain, and was also on the netball team. Im 21. I love sports, and find it more exciting to stay in shape that way, than spending hours in the gym, lifting boring weights or doing super circuits. I also love swimming, and as a result, I can proudly say that I have a lean, well toned body. My hair is light browny blonde, to just above my shoulders.

As I said, I was dying to get a change of scenery, so when my best friend Joy suggested that I join her at her parents home in the South African city for the holidays, I just couldnt say no. Joy Müller and her family moved to South Africa a year and a half ago, from Germany. Her father, Fritz, is an investment banker for a German bank, and to say that theyre loaded is an understatement. Her mother, Birgit, lives the good life, and her younger brother, Werner, goes to a high school in the South African city. Joy stayed at my schools boarding establishment, here in Johannesburg. For some reason, her parents believed that a school away from the beauty of the South African city would be the best thing for her. Well Im glad they sent her up here. A more open minded and tolerant friend you could not find.

We arrived in the South African city on the Friday afternoon, after a short flight, and were picked up by Joys mom. (If you have never been to the South African city, do yourself a favour, and buy your plane ticket as soon as you can. It is the latest playground for the rich and famous, and with the famous table mountain as a backdrop, few places can make you feel more relaxed, and eager to party.) We wound our way along the coastline to Lundadno, where Joys folks live. Tom Cruise has a house here, if that gives you any indication as to the setting, which overlooks the Atlantic ocean.

The sun was scorching this day. We pulled into the driveway and got our stuff out the car. The entrance hall was beautiful. Almost entirely surrounded by glass, overlooking the pool and patio. Maria showed me to my room upstairs. It had a balcony, and overlooked the pool, as well as the ocean!. To my left was a beach. Yes! I remembered now. This was Sandy Bay. A well known, somewhat secluded nude beach. To my right was another room with a balcony, …..with a telescope on it. I figured that must have been her baby brothers room. Ideal for spying on naked girls!!

I went back downstairs after packing my clothes into the cupboards, and on my way to the kitchen I was somewhat surprised to see Marias mom lying by the pool, completely naked, in a deck chair, while her brother was snorkeling in the pool. Although I wasnt offended in the least, I found it odd that her mom would be so open with her nudity around her brother. I asked Maria quietly, So whats that all about?

Whats what? she asked.

Your mom, by the pool I said awkwardly.

Oh that. Its totally normal for us. Nudity is part of life in Germany. Were very open minded.

Maria and I had sometimes tanned topless at my place, but that was always before any of my folks came home. Once, my dad came home early, and walked in on us. I quickly covered up, but come to think of it, Maria was in no hurry to hide her bare breasts from my dad. In fact, I remember her greeting him with a big smile. My dad was the one who was slightly embarrassed I think, cos he quickly went back into the house.

Doesnt your brother get,…. turned on….or horny, when he sees you guys,…you know? I asked.

I dont know. Hes seen us all naked so many times, I guess the novelty must have worn off by now. She giggled.

The idea of being naked with other people around, acting as if theyd seen it all before, was kind of intriguing.

Want to go for a swim? asked Maria.

Are you daring me?! I asked surprisingly

No. Ill keep my bikini on if it makes you feel more comfortable she laughed.

Alright. I mumbled.