Is this love what I am feeling?

Fuerteventura

As the journey continued, Clara found her confidence growing. The initial excitement and self-consciousness brought on by their daring airport game had lessened, and on the half empty plane she found herself caring less about potentially revealing herself under her dress. Their conversation turned to personal matters. 

Despite a sensual kiss shared with a boy at prom, Clara admitted she was still a virgin. Alice, on the other hand, had some experiences to share. She recounted her first time with a boy - how he had touched her breasts, how he had tried to penetrate her, how the whole act was over within seconds. It wasn't a particularly fond memory. Alice then spoke about her relationship with a woman a few years older than her. That, she said with a glint in her eye, was where she experienced her first genuine orgasm. They had spent several months together before the woman moved to another city, and they lost contact. While discussing their past experiences, Alice suggested that they should try out the nightclubs in Fuerteventura. She noted that the island had a significant British population. A night of sexy, kinky dancing could prove to be a lot of fun, she mused. It could even provide Clara with some new experiences. The proposal was met with a nod and a playful wink from Clara. 

She confessed to Alice that she hadn't yet experienced alcohol. Alice, who had had a few experiences herself, shared her thoughts. She wasn't particularly fond of alcohol, although she did enjoy wine on occasion. A past encounter with whiskey had ended with her throwing up on her clothes, so she was wary about losing control when drinking.

The conversation then turned to marijuana. Alice hadn't ever smoked it, but she recalled a university party where everyone around her were smoking. Just by being in that environment, she had felt intoxicated and ended up having a really good time filled with laughter. It was a pleasant sensation that she wouldn't mind experiencing again, but she emphasized that if she were to try it, it would have to be in low doses.

Clara showed enthusiasm at the prospect, chiming in that she believed marijuana use was permitted in Spain. The two young women began to imagine what it would be like to lay on the beach, the sun warming their bare skin, feeling the euphoria of a light marijuana high. The scene sounded incredibly sensual and thrilling.

Just as they were lost in these tantalizing thoughts, the plane began its descent towards Fuerteventura. Their nudist vacation was about to begin.

Catching sight of the island through the airplane window, Clara and Alice were greeted by the view of a stark, arid landscape interspersed with infinite stretches of beach. It was a sight that excited them, and Clara, getting into the vacation spirit, playfully lifted her dress, revealing a hint of her buttocks. She teasingly asked Alice if she could undress right there. Alice burst out laughing and jokingly told her, "Maybe, why not?",  adding it would be however better to wait a bit.

In the immigration queue, they observed three girls who were already dressed in their beach attire. Their minimalistic shorts exposed a generous amount of ass cheeks and their bikini tops barely concealed nipples. Inspired, Clara turned to Alice with a wink and mimicked the action of taking off her dress. She playfully asked Alice, "Could I also dress for the beach now?"

As they moved towards baggage claim, a fleeting thought crossed their minds - what if their luggage was lost? Then they'd truly be left with no clothes at all.

At the rental car desk, avid nudist Clara turned to the attendant and asked if she could undress then and there. The woman, unfazed, replied that it was indeed possible, but that people usually only went nude on the beach. They typically threw on a shirt or a sarong before visiting stores or public spaces. With an excited nod, Clara took off her dress and tucked it into her suitcase. She now stood there, her neatly shaved pussy lips fully exposed, wearing only sneakers and knee-length socks, while Alice and the woman remained fully dressed. Clara attempted to remain composed under their gaze. She casually asked, "Should I wear sandals instead?"

The woman just shrugged, unperturbed, and continued processing their rental. Finally, Alice received the car keys and they set off for the parking lot, their wheeled suitcases trailing behind them. Alice, clad in her dress, strolled alongside Clara, engaging in casual conversation as if nothing was amiss. The stark contrast of Clara's nude body against her own clothed one caused a few raised eyebrows and surreptitious glances among the onlookers. Yet, Clara seemed utterly unfazed, even nonchalant, casually adjusting her socks as they walked past the other waiting customers at the rental agency. The sight drew a few startled gasps and widened eyes, but the girls merely continued on, laughing softly under their breath.

Jingling the keys in her hand, Alice turned to Clara, playfully nudging her towards the car. "Come on, slowpoke," she teased, flashing a grin. "We've got a whole island to explore!" Clara simply laughed in response, hurrying after her friend. 

The other customers at the rental place couldn't help but watch them, their eyes wide open in surprise. 

The car was a two-seater, red convertible Jeep — an absolute beauty. At the sight of it, Clara let out a squeal of joy, her breasts bouncing as she leapt into the air. She rushed over to Alice, throwing her arms around her in a tight hug. Excited, Clara rummaged through her suitcase for a pair of sandals that matched the car perfectly — they were vibrant red, with long ribbon ties.

Bending over, Clara tied the ribbons up to her thighs, adjusting them until they sat just right. She performed a full 360 turn, her nude form on full display as she sought Alice's approval. "How do I look?" Clara asked, adding a pair of large-framed sunglasses to her ensemble. She ran a hand through her hair and struck a pose, slapping her buttock for emphasis. "I feel like a Hollywood star!"

Alice, slipping on her own pair of flip-flops, couldn't help but laugh. "You look amazing, Clara," she agreed, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "Now, let's go to the beach."

With Clara acting as a bare-skinned co-pilot, GPS in hand, they drove off, leaving the car rental place behind. Clara's naked body moved freely with each bump and turn of the road, a stark contrast to Alice's classic sundress.