Their Daughter’s Birthday Gift

This story is about how a happily married man from Omaha had a very unusual but delightful evening in Prague this past year. I attended a public nudist swim event and was invited home afterwards to celebrate a young Czech woman’s birthday.

I retired early last year and decided to go to Prague for a couple of months to sight see. My wife could not go because of the demands of her employment. I was aware that Prague, the capitol of the Czech Republic, was a beautiful medieval city which had been almost untouched physically in World War II. In addition, I had just read in Newsweek magazine that along with France the Czech Republic’s population starts sexual activity early and is more comfortable with sex than the other countries of the world. My wonderful wife and I enjoy sex in an open marriage, so there was no cumbersome moral barrier to any fun that I might find. So as a liberal traveler I looked forward to my adventure.

There was an opportunity described on the Internet which intrigued me. A municipal pool offered to the public family nude swimming every Friday night from 8 to 9 PM. The Internet site had directions and stated that all are welcome. I am not a nudist but I thought it would be fun to try the lifestyle if only for an evening. It turned out to a rewarding experience and one that I certainly could not have anticipated.

Early one Friday evening in March I followed the Internet directions to the municipal pool by taking the metro to Dejvicka which is the last stop on the A line. I exit from the metro and back track a couple of hundred steps and reach the bus stop. I find the number 147 bus and take a ten minute ride to the Kamycka stop. During the ride I look at the Czechs in the bus and wonder if any are also going to the pool. When the bus stops one other couple gets out but they do not walk across the street toward the pool. So I am the only one who goes to the pool.

I pay 40 koruna ($3.20) and am given my locker key. The web site stated one doesn’t need a towel so I did not bring one. When I get to the locker I start to remove my clothes. Across from me is nude father with his about six year old naked daughter. The locker room and the shower have about half a dozen cocks at her eye level. However, she has no concern – it must be the norm in their family.

I walk to the shower stall and get a quick rinse along with the other men who entering or leaving the pool. The men who are passing on the nude swimming are leaving while the rest of us are coming in. I then open the door into the Olympic-sized pool and see a nude man getting into the waterl. I was a little relieved that I was in the right place. As I descend into the cool water I look around and see what I would estimate to be 26 people. They are of both sexes and all ages. There are several couples in their 20s and 30s. The bodies are very pleasing. It stands to reason nudism would attract those who are proud of their physiques.

What I am not used to was the pre-teen girls with their hairless slits. Of course being a male I have seen all ages of males but not all ages of females. The last time was when I played fashion show with my 14 year old sister long ago.

There is one young man about 15 who is interesting because he has what must be the largest penis in the pool – an uncircumcised one. In fact, I soon note that all the penises there are uncircumcised. There are three middle aged men taking turns tossing the young man. This goes on for about 20 minutes until his mother or aunt, I assume, comes over and has him join her. I don’t know the Czech language to know what she says but I see that she is all smiles. The mom has a homely face but a nice mature body with a few extra pounds.

A woman on the side of the pool is in a lounge recliner with one knee up showing off her nearly perfect body. She is obviously proud of her breasts and shaved mound. I make a note to walk past her later.

I see most all of the males are scanning the females but trying not to be noticeable. I play that game too. The women know they are being viewed and of course that is a reason many if not most of us are here.

A few of the men and women swim laps while others socialize and show off their bodies. A black couple arrives. They are about 30 years of age and the woman is about eight months pregnant. She has full breasts and her belly is such so we can’t see if she is shaven. The man with her is handsome and possesses what must be an 8” circumcised cock. The beautiful young woman exhibiting herself in the recliner gets up and signals the pregnant woman to take her chair. This is the one time in the evening that the men do not just scan out of the periphery of their eyes. The black couple attracts all the women’s eyes too. But eventually everyone goes back to their own activities. However the fecund woman continues to garner looks. Eventually, she and the man get into the water and chat as they hold on to the side rail in the pool.

After a while a man wearing swim shorts comes out of the office and operates a water hose to clean off the cement on the side of the pool. I am sure it is just a coincidence that he picked this time to clean.

I am swimming laps then rest at the edge of the pool. I have not had a lot of physical activity so I have to be careful not to get a spasm or cramp in the calf a leg. Each time I reach the edge I look around to enjoy the female bodies.

The hour is nearly gone so I decide to beat the rush and get out of the pool. I make it a point to walk past the black woman in the recliner and the beautiful Czech woman who is now on a towel on the floor near her. It gives me a pleasurable sensation to see these females close up and for me to show my sex at the same time.

As I walk under the shower head I reflect that the experience at the pool is what I had expected; that is, it is no big deal as far as people being embarrassed. I have always thought if all people had to be nude for a week the novelty would soon wear off. However, it is much more fun to wonder what others look like under their clothes. Besides our economies would probably go under with a diminished interest in prurient sex plus less clothes would be sold. Many of the fundamentalist churches would probably go out of existence because their parishioners would have less need to put caps on their sexual urges.

I had tried to get a few young American male friends I met who were in their mid 20s to accompany me saying they might meet some classy Czech babes. But I was surprised that they declined implying they would be too uncomfortable.

My one disappointment for the evening is that no one has looked my way to say dobry den! [Good day!] nor has anyone associated outside their little groups.

After my shower I try to open my locker but it is stuck. I keep working on it but with no luck. I think, “How in the heck am I going to leave here without any clothes?” There is one other man about 45 years old next to his locker. He sees me struggling and walks over and I note a semi hard on.

I say, “American.” I give him my key.

He tries the key and – bingo – the locker door opens. I give him a big smile and say “Dejume!” (Thank you).

He says, “My name is Josef Dvorak. I invite you to my home?”

I smile, “No thanks.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes,” I say and then add, “I like women,” so he will understand I am not into guys.

He laughs, “My wife and daughter like men! My daughter’s birthday tonight and I like American guest.”

“Oh.” I think this is a great opportunity to be in a Czech family home for the first time. And, what did he mean about his wife and daughter? Are they nudists too? But then I wonder what if I am attacked? I can see the Omaha World Herald head lines “Local Man Raped and Killed by Gay Mafia Gang in Prague.”

The Czech man is patient as I ponder the invitation.

I decide that since life is short anyway, I’ll accept. “Okay. I would like to see your family and be there for your daughter’s birthday. Thank you for the invitation.”

“Dobry’! Good! I live near here. My name is Josef.”

“Well, Josef, again thanks for opening my locker. My name is Manny – short for Manfred. Let’s go then.” We dress and depart.

After only a 20 minute walk we arrive at Josef’s home.