a man wakes up from a one year come where everyone became a nudist. everyone also became sexual and open minded. public erections are consider normal and flaterring to women especially if you start to masteerbate. public sex is allowed. the make popluation has also falllen severly which is the reason why this happen. all men are requred to have two wives

Chapter 2: Building Tension

The warm rays of the sun bathed my face as I walked hand in hand with Maddy, my loving wife of many years, through a large park brimming with life and raw sensuality. My heart pounded as I absorbed the sight of people sunbathing topless and couples tangled together beneath the shadows cast by mammoth trees, their limbs intertwined like the branches overhead. It was both shocking and exhilarating, finding myself in this brave new world, where nudity and sexuality were as common as the wind rustling through the trees.

I could scarcely believe my eyes as couples copulated shamelessly, while children frolicked innocently only feet away. The freedom and absence of shame intrigued me. I felt my grip on Maddy's hand tighten as we continued to stroll, my thoughts consumed with visions of entangled bodies hungry for each other.

Maddy turned to me, her beautiful green eyes gleaming with a mix of amusement and curiosity. "You look flushed, John.

Are you okay?" she asked, her voice soft, yet filled with concern. I drew in a deep breath, releasing it slowly as I brought my gaze to hers.

My eyes, heavy with unspoken desires, bored into hers, needing to share this overwhelming new reality with someone I trusted completely.

With a swift tug, I led her between two sprawling oak trees, their branches creating a perfect canopy that shielded us from the outside world.

I pinned her against the bark, feeling her heart pound against mine through the thin material of her dress. I claimed her mouth roughly, tasting the faint sweetness of strawberries she must have eaten earlier, as our tongues entangled passionately.

My hands explored her body, kneading her perfect breasts, her nipples hardening beneath the fabric as my mouth claimed her neck, biting and sucking the delicate skin. Her hands snaked under my shirt, her fingers scratching against my tight skin as her breath hitched.

I pulled her dress up over her hips, gripping her thick thighs as I yanked her closer to me.

I kissed her fiercely, bruising her lips as my hands roamed over her soft skin.

She moaned into my mouth, completely consumed by our unexpected tryst. Tearing her lips from mine, she stared through hooded eyes, pupils dilated, her breathing shallow. "John, what--" she began, her voice a mere whisper. I cut off her question by pressing a finger to her lips. I knew exactly what I wanted and there was no question about it.