[Exhib] Marseille, naked in the Goudes is good !

Saturday 8 September, We got up early and decided to go to Goudes, in the 8th arrondissement of Marseille. Go for 1 hour and 45 minutes drive to the discovery of a place we know nothing. We saw this place for the first time in June, When ’ out of the restaurant “At Fisher”, We wanted to show the beginning of the creeks to Lyon friends, Couple_Plan. We were wrong path ! We were on the side of Luminy… We were in error to Goudes. Emerveillés by the beauty of the place, We promised to return with MrSirban once the holidays past !

We arrived at Goudes around 11. The place appears to us always also beautiful. C ’ is a small picturesque fishing port. Of many colorful huts s ’ crowded around d ’ a maze of alleyways with evocative names : Avenue of pétanque, the square Street Street and sewer… J ’ took the binoculars offered by my man for my birthday ’, I intend to observe the local fauna. Cormorant upscale s ’ run under a blazing sun and I can see them as if ’ they were a meter from us. We walk until ’ to the pier which dominates this old neighborhood. I take this opportunity to make the small quiet exhib.

My usual, I'm no panties and no bra. You never know, If the ’ want us not to be wise ! People bathe on a small beach. Boats and canoe/kayak sailing on a sea of oil. We forgot our swimsuits and we do not know the locations. Do you know if there is a nudist beach nearby also ? With MrSirban, We have lunch in a restaurant at the edge of the port, the Nautica. You loved ! The frame is very nice and the food is good, However they broadcast exactly the same band its only ’ libertine sauna “Kama Sutra” Cap d ’ Agde and c ’ is… disturbing !

After lunch, We got back in the car and head up to the proximity of Cap Croisette. Everything is great ! Even more beautiful than in our memories. It's like in the Cyclades. Somewhere in Greece, but certainly not in France. The landscape is grated, Wild. Our eyes fell on old military fortifications and we intend to trudge to see closer ! Very very fast, the beauty of the landscape wakes up our naughty flame and I found myself naked in the overhang of the parking lot of the monkey Bay. My man is very excited to see me for the looks of the people, cars and passers-by are a few meters behind us and nothing spoils the view of my nakedness.

Seeing my beloved sparkles everywhere : look at the pants through the camera of the phone (He has the inspiration), I find it quite debile ridiculous to keep my top while I am already naked on a Dick ! You think I don't see you giggle behind your screen, little rascal, I don't mean sex this time, but the Terminal on which I ’ asked my small buttocks well fed !

We walk on this Ridge calcareous and wild, windswept and full of many blockhouses abandoned. These sad remnants of history in dilapidated concrete were occupied by the Germans during the second world war. When horror meets the wild beauty of Nature, This creates a unique atmosphere. The Majesty of the Island Mayor right behind me versus military batteries abandoned in this magical surrealism. A disturbing Visual oxymoron of beauty and emotions ! Personally, We loved to show off to the Goudes. I propose a new slogan : Exhibitionists in the Goudes, It's Good !

I spent the afternoon getting naked and to get dressed… More or less. We also spent the afternoon getting caught in full exhib. We think we are alone in this 8 September and maybe we were less vigilant. We don't hear people come. The Hill is beaten by a constant sea breeze. The maze of bunker and flush the top of the Ridge rocks do not offer good visibility. By the way, This landscape is just Grand. Normally, We don't we surprise when we want, otherwise we managed rather well the stealth mode ! It's very rare that we're seen unless someone tried it to. This time, level discretion, we revert !

Nothing goes as planned. Fortunately, We n ’ were surprised by adults :

• a lady when we made the video you will see at the end of ’ article, while I pose naked in front of the ’ Island Mayor. She's looking at us and watch the island landscape. It n ’ has not seemed to shock her in the slightest !
• a couple when j ’ was naked on the bunker. L ’ man of the couple continued to watch us, While the woman did mine to see nothing.
• a single man, When MrSirban m ’ has taken in a former German fortification. He pointed his little face in the blockhouse by saying “Hello Hello, There are small people here ?” ! A hole in the ceiling collapsed offered a beautiful view which was above the blockhouse. He arrived five minutes earlier, I invited him to join us !

We were very surprised by the reaction of the people : frankly positive !

Surprise for surprise, much to assume freedom d ’ be naked until ’ at the end. I have not tried to get dressed. I've not felt embarrassed either. Honestly, I found nothing better to do than one… franc amused smile. Smile, you're burned ! Anyway, they saw me naked, It is a certainty, and I have two clothes back, It's too long to get dressed fast fact. All show themselves tolerant. In any case, Nobody complains or don't complain ! It has also not prevented me to continue my small nurbex exhib with joy and good humor under an accomplice and caring of my wonderful husband.

We finished our walk by a bird's-eye view of Marseille district. In the face of the beauty preserved from this small fishing port, I couldn't resist the urge to strip me once again. As soon as thought, I was already naked ! My man ended up with my clothes on the arm. He put them on a ledge and has photographed me.

Lying completely naked on a blockhouse enclosure overlooking the Goudes, I hear the houses live. A chorus intones below one “Happy birthday”, s voices ’ rise from the streets ! We n ’ is not so far from the city. C ’ is especially exciting to tell me that if we see and hear the life d ’ where we are, c ’ is undoubtedly true in the ’ other way. Maybe people see us also ! I'll never know.

We say very often with MrSirban we n ’ not like Marseille. And c ’ is true in general. However, some parts of this strange city are exception, as the Valley of the apartment or the Goudes. Personally, We were wowed by the singular beauty of this little piece of the world. The view ’ Island uninhabited Mayor, the thin wide marine passage of eighty metres to Cap Croisette, the birth of the creeks by the limestone Ridge d ’ a pristine white of vegetation… all this gives l ’ feeling ’ having travelled thousands of kilometers and d ’ be in Greece or Crete. We are sensitive to the feeling, one of the meetings, but also that of the places. Show off in this landscape we particularly excited.