With the dawn of a new day, Luca stood at the edge of the path leading down the mountain, watching the steam rising from the Hainar springs for the last time. His body still bore the marks of the complete luxury he had experienced here, and his mind was clearer than when he had arrived. He had savored every minute… until he felt time had run its course, and the moment to leave had arrived.
He tucked into his jacket and began walking with steady steps toward the town, then toward the coast where his ship awaited him, suspended in the sky. He felt no regrets… only quiet satisfaction, as if this island had been a short but perfect stop on his long journey.
He raised his eyes to the sky, pierced by the morning rays, and said lightly,
"Well… it's time to return to the sea."
Luca finally left Tidora Island, having had his fill of luxury and comfort, and returned to his ship, suspended above the clouds, as if returning to his own throne. He sat in the cockpit for a short while, reliving the warmth of the springs, the scent of the oils, and the profound tranquility he had experienced there… but the journey wasn't over yet.
He could have headed straight for Water Seven—the next logical destination. The route was clear, the winds were calm, everything was ready to arrive in just a few days.
But Luca wasn't in the mood for a "direct route." Another short break was fine; he wasn't in a hurry anyway.
He even smiled slightly as he gripped the helm.
No… today he wanted something different, something lighter, something fun after all that relaxation.
He remembered what one of the Tidora residents had told him that night in the restaurant:
"If you're looking for fun… then go to Silvara Island. They have the most famous nudist beach on this stretch of the Grand Line."
Luca had simply laughed. He hadn't known if the man was joking or boasting… but now?
The subject was now completely intriguing him.
Looking up at the horizon, he changed course immediately.
An island with a nudist beach…
The mere thought made his heart race, and a wide smile spread across his face.
A short break before Water Seven wouldn't hurt anyone.
In fact… Luca was excited, aroused, and eager to see this place for himself—and to see its "inhabitants," too.
And so, the ship sped through the clouds, Luca thinking of only one thing.
Silvara Beach awaited him.
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Luca's ship descended slowly through the clouds, piercing a thick layer of sea mist until the outlines of the new island began to emerge. As he drew closer, the picture became clearer… and it was completely different from what he had imagined.
Silvara Island wasn't large or crowded, but it was breathtaking. A long coastline stretched out like a silver arc, bathed in warm sunshine and a breeze carrying the scent of salt and tropical fruits. The water was a crystal-clear, almost glassy blue, its waves gently breaking against a soft, white beach that shimmered in the light.
Not far away, he saw a cluster of simple wooden huts along the coast, some almost touching the sand. Small, colorful flags fluttered above them in the breeze, giving the island a peaceful, festive atmosphere.
And most importantly…
The mainland—which he had heard so much about—seemed a little way off, surrounded by towering palm trees that concealed what lay beyond, as if it were a world unto itself. An open world… without restrictions… and without clothes, too.
Dressed in light, comfortable summer clothes, Luca smiled from the bottom of his heart, feeling the sun's warmth on his skin. He didn't want to put the ship on the sea, so he left it suspended in the sky above the clouds, far from anyone's sight, and worried about the gold it carried.
He took some of the gold he had packed earlier from his bag and placed it in a small backpack to exchange for cash later, ready for his day on the island without a care in the world.
"Looks like… we've arrived," he said to himself with a broad smile.
Luca smiled to himself as he slung his backpack over his shoulder, dressed in his light summer clothes, and began walking steadily along the sandy path leading to the small village near the coast. A salty breeze played with his hair, and the scent of the sea mingled with the aroma of tropical fruits wafting around the huts, while gentle waves lathered the shore, creating a soothing natural melody in the background.
He walked past the small wooden huts, where children ran and played in the sand, and women arranged fruits and vegetables on outdoor tables, while birds soared overhead in the clear sky. Everything here pulsated with the enchanting spirit of summer, but Luca didn't lose sight of his main objective.
He approached a small shop that appeared to be a money exchange or gold trading establishment, and lifted his small bag, peering inside. In a quiet but clear voice, he said,
"Excuse me… could I exchange some gold here?"
The man looked up from his books, smiled warmly, and gestured for Luca to come further into the shop. Sea breezes drifted through the open doors, carrying the scent of salt, sun, and the vibrant world around the village.
Luca approached the man behind the counter and opened his small bag, taking out a handful of gold. He tossed it lightly onto the table as the gentle sea breeze drifted through the open windows, carrying the scent of salt, the summer heat, and the distant sound of waves.
The man looked at the gold, then smiled as he examined the pieces carefully. "Gold, huh?" he said quietly. "You want to convert it into beli?"
Luca nodded, and the man began weighing and counting the pieces precisely. Birds circling near the windows watched their every move, and the golden sunlight on the water surrounding the island reflected off the glass and wood of the shop.
After a few minutes, the man placed a neatly arranged stack of beli in front of Luca. "Total: 27 million beli," he said, counting them in a low voice.
Luca gathered the money and carefully placed it back in his leather bag, feeling relieved. A gentle breeze ruffled his hair, and the sound of the waves and the scent of the sea filled the air with a sense of freedom and summertime joy, as if everything here was designed to satisfy his curiosity and provide comfort after the long journey.
Luca smiled to himself, feeling strong and free in this place, and looked up at the beach, where white sand stretched along the shore, and the trees The wind blew, finally signaling his arrival at the island's famous nudist beach.
Luca began walking along the sandy path leading to the renowned nudist beach on Silvara Island, his heart pounding with excitement and curiosity. With each step closer to the area, his excitement intensified… The salty breeze caressed his skin, and the scent of sun and tropical fruits mingled with the creaking sand beneath his feet, creating a unique atmosphere of freedom and liberation.
When he reached the beach entrance, he paused to catch his breath. A simple wooden gate stood before him, and beside it, a small stand where a young woman sat, dressed in revealing summer clothes that exposed a significant portion of her body. She smiled warmly at him and looked up before saying in a clear but cheerful voice,
"Welcome to Silvara Beach… There's a small entrance fee for men, but it's free for women."
Luca raised an eyebrow in slight surprise, then asked with a broad smile,
"And how much is it?"
The girl pointed to a small notebook in front of her and said, "Only 1.5 million Pele, and you'll have access to all the facilities: the sand, the water… everything is yours."
Luca smiled, took the wad of cash from his bag, and placed it in her hand. She took it easily and gave him a warm, welcoming look before opening the gate.
He understood that only men paid; if women were required to pay as well, who would pay to expose themselves?
As the gate opened, Luca was stopped at the entrance by another girl in revealing clothing. She said to him in a formal but polite tone, "Before entering the beach, please remove your clothing to comply with the rules."
Luca raised an eyebrow, smiled slightly, and began to remove his light summer clothes, leaving his body exposed. As his toned muscles became visible, he noticed the girl's surprised and admiring gaze. She couldn't help but look at his large member—she hadn't expected his body to be so strong and fluid, every movement reflecting incredible fitness and natural power.
The sand beneath his feet was warm, the sea breeze caressed his skin, and the sun shone on his muscles, perfectly accentuating his physique. Luca felt a surge of confidence and smiled to himself as he stepped inside, enjoying the reactions of those around him and knowing that this experience would give him a complete chance to immerse himself in the free and unrestrained atmosphere of the beach.
Luca walked along the beach, his eyes wandering among the women who swayed gracefully on the sand or walked near the water, each one captivating with her natural beauty and striking confidence. It was difficult to ignore the way some of them looked at him, touching his sculpted muscles and toned body, while some of the men around him cast discreet, envious glances, aware of the effortless impact Luca had.
He began to take in the place and search for his purpose. From the moment he entered, and using his observational Haki to eavesdrop on conversations, he learned that there were three categories of women here.
The first category consisted of women who had come here after being paid by the organizers of this place.
The second category consists of women who seek out rich men to milk them for money.
The third category consists of lustful women who come to offer themselves and find a man to sleep with them well.
After some observation, Luca found his target.
He stopped at a woman sitting on a rock by the sea, her golden hair glistening in the sun, her smile holding a hint of playfulness and seduction. Luca smiled lightly at her and said, "You know… you make this place even hotter…"
The woman raised an eyebrow playfully, glanced at Luca, and played with a strand of her hair as she said, "And you… you don't seem to need any praise."
Luca smiled warmly, his pulse quickening slightly, and said jokingly as he took a step closer, "Looks like I've found what I'm looking for here."
The woman laughed softly, her gaze full of surprise and admiration, yet not concealing her curiosity, as if inviting him closer, while the salty breeze and the waves of the sea quickened, adding a touch of freedom and allure to every moment he passed.
Luca felt that everything here—the women, the sand, the sun, the sea—contributed to an experience that energized his body and mind. Every glance, every smile, made the flirting hotter and more pleasurable, without needing a single word. He moved closer to the woman, seizing every opportunity to exchange glances, each movement carefully calculated to project confidence and natural charm. He leaned close to her feet on the sand and whispered, smiling, "Everything about you is captivating."
The woman responded with a broad smile, looking him directly in the eyes. "Oh?" she teased, her voice low but clear. "So, it seems you know how to steal hearts… even without words."
Luca chuckled softly, aware of the charged energy of the moment. "And some hearts… like mine right now… can't resist," he said, his voice flirting with her eyes before his lips.
The woman raised an eyebrow and whispered, tossing her hair over her shoulder, "If you're always like this… I think the beach is getting hotter." They exchanged long glances, each sensing the other's attraction, as if every simple movement, every smile, every whisper intensified their mutual excitement. Luca felt as though the air, the sun, and the entire ocean had become part of this, and that the beach was no longer just a place to relax, but a stage for a seductive game of glances and smiles that needed no words. The woman smiled seductively at him, looked out at the shimmering blue sea before them, and said playfully, "Come on, swim with me… the water is so warm today, and you'll enjoy it even more if you're with me."
Luca nodded slightly, but said in a quiet tone tinged with regret, "I'd love to… but unfortunately, I ate a Devil Fruit, so I can't swim."
The woman smiled, showing no disappointment, and moved closer to him, gesturing to her body. "Okay… then put some condom on me here," she said, pointing to her back and lying back to give him a perfect view of her rear.
Luca exchanged glances with her, smiling slightly, aware that this small gesture was a clear invitation. His heart was racing, and the entire beach became the backdrop for a scene charged with tension and mutual excitement.
Luca smiled faintly and moved closer to the woman, who was as naked as he was, the sun glinting off their skin.
The sea breeze drifted in and out between them. He took the condom in his hand, and his hands moved directly to her buttocks, kneading.
"Oh, so direct." The woman laughed, seemingly not objecting.
She watched him with glowing eyes, her smile widening as Luca moved closer, as if every touch intensified the heat.
Continuing to knead her buttocks made Luca's penis harden, revealing its length.
He positioned it between her buttocks and began rubbing it against them.
"Ahhh," the woman felt his actions and arched her back slightly so he could rub it against her vagina as well.
Unconcerned by the eyes watching, Luca grasped her waist to adjust her position, spread her legs, and thrust his penis inside her.
"Ahhhhhh!" the woman cried out, her voice filled with ecstasy, oblivious to the fact that they were on a beach.
For a moment, Luca became the center of attention on the beach. Everyone watched as Luca thrust his penis inside her, her lewd sounds filling the air.
Some chose to leave, while others stayed and watched.
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And so, Luca's stay on the island with this woman continued for three days.
She took her Den Den Mushi number and told me her name was Veronica from Dressrosa, asking me to call her if I happened to be there.
Of course, Luca would call her if the opportunity arose. She was passionate and always burning with desire, waiting for someone to quench it.