Chapter 5 - Home Nudist

When I woke the next morning Penny had already gone to work. She'd left a note saying to have a good day and enjoy the game. She also said she would also go shopping in her lunch break to assist my new hobby; whatever that meant.

I spent the day driving about collecting parts, delivering cars and test-driving vehicles that had completed job sheets. I had tickets to the game so left early and met up with two friends to make our way there. The game was a blur, as was the conversation with my buddies. I was lost in my own world and this whole exposure thing that I was experiencing each day. I was spinning a coin in my head that was dilemma. Do I go back to a normal clothed lifestyle or do I let the adventure continue? By the time we'd had a few beers and I'd got home everybody was asleep, so I went straight to bed, careful not to wake Penny. I noticed a large box in the entrance hall about the size of coffin, but thinner and wondered who had been shopping. As I undressed my blurred mind couldn't even remember who won the game!

Penny woke me the next morning with a big kiss. She said she'd missed me but that she had watched some TV and then had an early night. I asked about her day and she said it was nothing special but that she would be away on time or early so would make us all dinner. She asked if the game was good and I had no clue so just said it wasn't a memorable one!

Work was the usual, nothing special and the day seemed to drag for some reason. The workshop was hot today and I was working on the same car all day doing a gearbox restoration, one of those jobs where a seemingly small repair showed up more and more issues the deeper I got. I even had to call the client to check the revised cost was going to be okay. When it was home time I was very happy and decided I would stop off at the bar for a couple with my buddies before going home. I sent a text to Penny to tell her I'd be back at about eight. She replied that I was allowed to have a few and to tell her when I booked my Uber so she could prepare dinner.

It was nice to chill with the guys from work. Although we usually ended up arguing over which classic sports car was best or the benefits of owning a 1979 Porsche over a 1969 Corvette, I had a good night and felt a bit lame leaving at 8pm to go and eat dinner with my girlfriend. I got the usual jibes about being under the thumb and that Penny was clearly the boss of me; and as usual I replied that they were probably right but that she has a great ass and so they let me be. Clearly Penny has a great ass!

I called Penny and got an Uber home as planned. When I walked into the house I was surprised to see a new piece of furniture in the entrance hall of the house. It was a kind or wardrobe, only smaller, like the ones you find in a motel. It was 6ft tall with open area to hang clothes, open so that they are facing you, not side on like a normal wardrobe due to it not being deep enough. Underneath that were 2 drawers and under that a shoe rack. It was an odd choice for Penny to select a piece of furniture like that as she was not a fan of flat-pack Ikea like furniture. She would normally go for something older, classier and inevitably more expensive. However, it was nice enough and wandered where it was going to end up.

As I was taking off my work boots I met Mike coming out on his way to the gym. He was in his sweatpants, a well worn grey T-shirt stretched across his wide chest saying 'USMC' in faded lettering and had his gym bag over his shoulder. We chatted for a minute to catch up with each other as it had been nearly a week since we'd seen each other. As the usual chat slowed Mike perked up and said he was cool with the new arrangement and he was not 'weirded out' by it. He then said I would be fine, that I wasn't fat or ugly and my dick was average sized. He should know I guess being an ex-soldier and a regular at the gym. I had measured it but not for a long while but pretty sure it was 4 inches soft and 7 inches hard with equally average girth.

"New arrangement?" I asked him. He went on to explain that Penny had told him how I was now an active nudist and so would likely be naked at home most of the time. I chuckled and said that Penny was exaggerating a little bit and that I had just done it a couple of times, hardly a fully fledged, card carrying, full time nudie. He laughed too and slapped me on the shoulder like he often did, a likely remnant of his fraternity days or military tradition no doubt. He said that in any case he thought it was cool and might join in if the mood hits, again laughing a deep belly laugh as he went out the door.

I walked through to the kitchen and Penny was there plating up a fancy looking salad dish with chicken, bacon and avocado. She saw me leant towards me to get a kiss then stepped back and said I was overdressed and to go change. I noted that I was fine and would take a shower after dinner but she laughed and said that I was to put my clothes on the new unit in the entrance hall.

"Come on nudie boy. Get yourself undressed and comfortable and don't dilly dally or the bacon will wilt the leaves!" I started to speak in reply, a protest of sorts, but Penny interrupted that I was now dilly dallying and to get a move on. I decided not to argue and the salad looked amazing so I went to the entrance hall and stripped naked, hanging my clothes as I went, even moving my boots from the corner where I'd dumped them to the little rack at the bottom of the unit. I went back to the kitchen and Penny looked me over, smiled and said, "Good Boy!"

We ate together outside at the table and we talked about our days as we often did, eating our salads, drinking some chilled wine and relaxing. I eventually said that I had met Mike in the hall and we had discussed what he referred to as 'our new arrangement'. 'Your new arrangement', she corrected, I told her it felt more like it was 'ours' as she seemed to be pushing it more than I was. Penny sat forward and asked if I was okay with this, that she hoped she wasn't pushing me into something I was uncomfortable with. I told her I was okay with it and that in fact the pushing from her end was a catalyst, that I wouldn't be doing it if it wasn't for her. I went on to say that, whilst it was at times scary to push my boundaries, it was in fact exhilarating and enjoyable. Penny sat back with a smile and simply said, "Good!"

After dinner we moved to the loungers and continued to chat about nothing in particular until Penny, as if she'd forgotten and had just remembered, asked how I liked my new clothes rack. I said it was a little odd and asked if she was expecting me to use it every day. She said she would leave me a fresh 'work' polo there each morning and that I could move some of my underwear down to the drawers. She suggested I use the top drawer for clean and bottom drawer for dirty, even volunteering to collect the laundry. I did try to say I was still just trying out nudism but she said I was the type to give things up too easily and to stick it out. I didn't want to argue it so moved the conversation on.

Chapter 6 - Feeling normal

The next morning, Wednesday, I wondered down naked for the first time. It was a weird sensation leaving my bedroom not having got dressed yet. I got a fright as I entered the kitchen to see Elena sat at the breakfast bar eating her cereal and she laughed as took a loud breath.

"Morning Tony. I see Penny really has you well trained!"

I laughed and felt a little awkward. She was clearly looking at my penis, the length of it still slightly engorged from my morning erection, my brain shouting 'THANK FUCK' that I hadn't been fully hard when I went in. I tried to act as normal as possible as I made, then ate, my yoghurt and granola, Elena seemingly watching me the whole time. When she finally stood up and left for work it was a little bit of a relief as I felt my erection coming back.

True to her word, Penny had put a freshly ironed company logo polo shirt on the hanger for me; there were clean socks and underwear in the top drawer and my trousers were hanging neatly behind the polo. Again I was feeling a little weird changing in the entrance hall, now well aware that if somebody was coming to knock at the door they might see me as they got three quarters of the way up the path. Either side of the front door was a thin strip of glass eight inches wide from floor to the top of the door frame. Thankfully we had very few unexpected visitors.

Thursday morning I went down for breakfast but it seemed I was home alone. I cooked some scrambled eggs on toast and took it out to the back. It was a lovely morning and I sat on our outside table to eat and check my eMails on my iPad. I could hear a conversation from next door but didn't think much of it. I knew Mary-Anne worked from home most of the time and it sounded like she was talking to somebody at the front door. Because our house was on a curve our neighbours front door was at about 90 degrees to the rear side of our house. A six foot fence separated us from each other and so hearing what she was saying wasn't easy. I was about to berate myself for eavesdropping when I was sure I heard my name! I put down my iPad to concentrate on the voices and realised it was Elena talking to Mary-Anne. I stood quietly and moved the 8 feet to the fence to be better able to hear what was being said and it was clear that Elena was telling her about my nudity. Mary-Anne asked her if I would be naked if she came around to borrow a bag of sugar to which Elena said I would, but would likely not open the door as I was too much of a pussy. "What a bitch!" I thought, how would she know what I would do? (Though on reflection she was probably right). The women both giggled a few more times as Mary-Anne said she would have to test that theory out some time. Elena then said she was late for work and must dash, that it was good to catch up and thanked her for the use of her tent.

I looked at my watch and realised I too would be late if I didn't get a move on so I went and dressed in the entrance hall and went to work. All day I was trying to wonder what Elena might have said to her about me, if she had described my naked body and, most of all, why the fuck did she want a tent? She is the last person in the world to go camping. In fact unless there are at least 4 stars above a hotel door she'd keep looking for somewhere else.

Thursday night it was just Penny and I at home, so we went out for dinner. It was a pain stripping off when I got in, only to dress again 15 minutes later but Penny had insisted. It was convenient though in as much as that Penny had laid out a smart pair of trousers, trainers and shirt. This nude life had its benefits for sure.

By Friday this whole naked at home thing was becoming almost normal. Penny kept telling me how much she enjoyed seeing me so happy being naked, complimenting me on my confidence and saying how she wished she had the self-confidence to join in. I of course kept telling her to try it like I had and see if she liked it but she was too worried that Mike or Brad might come in and catch her naked. "So What!" I would say but she would just laugh it off and change the conversation.

Friday night I got the news from Penny that our trip to Blacks' beach was off. Part of me was relieved but another part of me quite was looking forward to it. Elena was definitely keen for the trip but Penny's boss needed her in Hawaii tonight and with a six hour flight each way it just was going to be too much for her even to go on the Sunday lunch time. That night, despite Penny being on a plane to Hawaii, Elena staying at Brads for a pool party and Mike at a Marine buddies bachelor party in Vegas, I still stripped naked when I got home. It was already habit for me. I thought to myself it must be right for me that I could feel so comfortable after just a week. Then remembered this was all just me at home with people I knew, not discounting my little adventure with Angie and Spencer.

Saturday morning I lay in for a bit then used my iPad to explore what to expect from Blacks' Beach. I spent about 2 hours in the end just digging around in the black hole of the internet. I started with a simple Google search which evolved into Trip Advisor, then naturism websites and even a website about a thing called CFNM or Clothed Female Naked Male, a kink of sorts where men and women enjoy that situation, sometimes for fun, sometimes as humiliation or empowerment and often as a sexual thing.

I decided to move down to the lounge and use my laptop after the first 30 minutes so I could navigate these sites more easily. I was still naked of course but comforted by the fact that I was home alone. I booted up and continued my internet searches. I found accounts people had written up about the nude part of the beach, stories, experiences, forum posts and even videos. I found a site called CFNM Village which had links to videos some guy had taken on the beach with a hidden camera. Despite it not really being porn I was in a constant state of arousal and eventually I just had to jerk off for some relief from it all.

I was intrigued by this whole CFNM Thing and found some CFNM stuff on xhamster which eventually had this super hot woman dressed as a massage therapist giving an amazing hand job to a guy, her amazing tits barely held back by her bra and tight outfit. I had found a new thing that I was in to. I had never jerked off in the lounge before but I knew I was alone so got comfy and started on my already mostly hard dick.

I was not going to see this video to the end, even though I wanted to try and come when he did. The camera was moving about and when it sank low you got to see that the massage woman had on no underwear, her shaved pussy glimpsed briefly then it was gone. She was also talking to him but I couldn't make it out so turned up the volume to hear her talking about his cock, how hard he was, how naughty he was and after she squirted on more oil, the squelching of her hands on his cock and balls.

I was lost in the video and getting very close when I heard a loud gasp in the room to my left which made me jump out of my skin. I sat up and looked over to see Elena stood there, one hand covering her mouth the other across her eyes, but with fingers splayed so she could still see out.

"Elena!" I shouted out. "What the fuck are you doing here?"

She laughed an awkward laugh and said she had forgot her swimsuit and her make-up bag. That she was just running in and out. The sound of the porn was loud enough to be awkward and I fumbled with my laptop to turn it down but got stressed and just slammed the lid shit.

"Don't stop on my behalf!" She said. I gave her a what the fuck look, but said nothing. "No, really Tony, I love to watch guys getting off... but don't tell anybody!" Elena moved further into the room so she was in front of me and just stood there in her short summer dress. Her legs slightly further apart than would be a normal stance.

"Come on Tony. I've seen it all already, just not the grand finale!" I was sat forward with my hands covering my still hard dick and was horny as fuck. I asked her what Penny would say if she saw us like this and Elena laughed before suggesting that Penny would be urging me on too. She might have had a point. Penny had seemed determined to expose me over the last week or so and this was hardly that much of an escalation. I looked at Elena who slowly rubbed her hands across the fabric of her dress, first outlining and cupping each breast, then over her hips.

I was way too fucking horny and realised I was in my own CFNM scene here with Elena actually asking to see me jerk off. I was a little nervous but well up for this and I slowly sat back to expose myself again. My dick was still iron rod hard and it bobbed in front of me as I fell back into the chair with my ass on the edge so I was leaning right back.

I slowly gripped my shaft with my right hand and Elena gave a little clap of sorts. She mouthed the words "Amazing!" but no sound came out. I stroked slowly so as not to explode too soon. I had been just a few strokes away when Elena had interrupted which had left me with that weird pain that happens with a near ruined orgasm. I looked over Elena as she looked over me, a slight smile on her lips that would vanish as her tongue popped out and licked her upper lip, then reappear as her tongue went back in. The contrast of her lipstick and the lesser red of the inner lip was very sexy and she knew she had me in her spell.

I really wanted this to last but I was near the point of no return in under a minute. Elena had edged closer and she knelt on the soft footstool that was in front of me which made her dress ride up and expose a lot of thigh. I was looking her over like a real pervert as I grunted quietly that I was going to cum any moment, my eyes locking on Elena's as I finally succumbed to the inevitable and shot a huge rope of cum into the air. Elena took her eyes from mine to watch that first load land on my chest as a second less powerful one followed with a shallower ark. Her gentle smile turned into a wide grin across her face, her eyes locked on my hand and dick as I milked out more cum, slowing before the pleasure became pain and eventually letting go, my cum covered chest rising and falling with my heavy breaths.

"Nice Job!" She said as our eyes met. I gave a nervous giggle as I had nothing more to say, no words came to mind and I was on a high, my erection not yet fading but visibly throbbing. Elena reached down into her bag and pulled out her phone which gave me cause for concern. I told her I wasn't cool with pics of me being out there covered in cum.

"Please, Tony. Just a close-up for my memories. I wont show your face or anything. It will just be another dick pic to people, only I'll know it's your dick. Your dick glistening in your cum and still hard after a big cum that I watched!"

I protested but not with any real effort and Elena sussed that I was just being me. She leant over and true to her word too just 3 close up photos. One from above, one from the left and one with the flash on. She then stood up so she was right over me and blew me a kiss with her free hand. I then noticed her skirt was still bunched up and I could see her pantie clad pussy right in front of me, she shape of her bulbous pussy clearly defined by the taught, sheer, cream fabric.

"Dirty pervert!" She cried out in a scolding manner as she made herself decent. "You'll need to jerk it again now I expect you little shit!"

I tried to apologise, not even considering what had transpired just a few minutes ago, but she turned and stormed off to her room; returning a few minutes later with a small bag and ignoring me fully as she left out the front door, not even closing it behind her. I got up, wiped myself down and carefully closed the front door so as not to scare the neighbours. I said to myself out loud "That was intense... and weird!"

Chapter 7 - Secret Trip to Blacks

As I stood there it dawned on me that I was really hungry. An orgasm often gave me the munchies but I'd actually missed breakfast surfing the internet. I made myself a sandwich then, after much deliberation, decided I would go down to Black's on my own to check out the beach. I saved a few web-pages to my phone so that I could find the correct area of the beach. I packed a bag with snacks, water and sunscreen, got in my car, dropped the roof down, set my GPS for 2800 Torrey Pines Scenic Drive, and headed out to the coast. The roads were quite busy and there was construction work on the San Diego Freeway so it took me nearly an hour to get to the car park.

Once I was out of the car and there was no A/C to cool me down I became aware of the heat right away. I guessed it was in the mid to low eigthies but there was a nice breeze cooling my exposed skin and I knew I needed to add some sunscreen now or I'd burn. Once I'd put on the factor 20, I collected my bag, took a pee in one of the Porta-Potties and locked the car. I was guessing which of the paths was the best to take when I was lucky enough to see a fancy Lexus SUV pull up, an older couple got out and loaded themselves with beach gear before heading towards what I assumed was the pathway. They were clearly off to the beach!
I ran over and asked if this was the best way to go to Black's Beach and the woman, a petite curvy blonde said it was but to not race down, to take my time and watch my step. I pointed at a sign saying 'Stairway and cliffs unsafe and unstable due to rains DO NOT USE'. She laughed and said people had been ignoring it for years and that it was just there to stop them getting sued if you fell over. The guy, who was Mexican looking, also shortish and a bit overweight said to me in a strong Mexican accent that they used it all the time and that I should be more worried about the trip back up which was a bit of a killer on the legs, particularly with all the beach stuff he was carrying.

We started walking down together and I was asked if it was my first visit to Blacks. I said it was and she asked me what made me choose this beach. It was clearly a loaded question but I was feeling confident and just told her it was because it had a clothing optional section. She said that's where they were going too and that she would show me the way. As we made our way down I offered to help the guy, whose name was Juan Carlos (but he said everybody called him JC) and was given a hefty umbrella to carry. It was more unwieldy than heavy, so I threw it over my shoulder and continued with our journey. The path was good in places but a bit dicey in others and it took a lot of concentration not to fall down, particularly when younger people carrying coolers and boogie boards came zooming past.

We continued down the clay like path as the lady, whose name was Pip, was very chatted non-stop and was clearly enjoying passing on her wealth of knowledge about the beach. She tried to explain to me the best places to sit, how to set-up so I didn't have to move with the tide, where all the gay men were, how to mind the water if I went to swim, which lifeguards were the mean ones and a myriad of other information. Every now and then we'd move single file as people came up from the beach or were just stood on the pathway which allowed me to watch Pip's ass as it wobbled under her short summer dress. On the steeper parts I could see over her shoulder enough to see her huge tits swinging ahead of her, barely held in by the stretched fabric of her dress. Twice she had to rearrange herself so as not to allow her tits to fall out of the dress.

By the time we reached the bottom I realised we'd left JC behind and we both waited the 3 or 4 minutes for him to catch up, his ample frame coming through the short valley at the end of the path. When he got to us he seemed a little out of breath as well and sweating a lot more than you'd expect for a walk DOWN the stairs. I hoped he'd make it back up without suffering a heart attack. I passed him the umbrella but Pip took it from me instead and suggested I follow her and she'd show me a good spot to set myself up. Without a better idea I decided to go along with JC and Pip and see where they took me.

The beach was flatter than I expected with a very shallow gradient down to the waters edge. I looked around the beach at all the people set up and wondering about. Over to our right was a red Lifeguard pick-up truck parked up, a tall athletic lifeguard in conversation with a group of three women an a man, all nude. It was almost surreal. JC pointed over to a gap in the people. The beach had clusters of people all over the place, many naked but some in swimwear, topless women and people with surf gear. We went about a hundred meters to the left passing people laid out on their beach towels and blankets, some even on folding chairs. There was a full range of people on the beach in various stages of undress, though, with one exception, every man except for one was nude.

JC was setting up for the day and had laid out a huge blanket, inflatable mats and pillows, parasol and cooler. Pip was wearing just her dress and sandals which meant she stripped off in front of me in a few seconds, her all over tan and curvy frame looked quite good. She was curvy but not too fat and flabby, her skin taught for a woman her age. I took out my towel from my bag and laid it out before slowly stripping off my clothes and folding them into my bag. I would have thought that I would have been nervous stripping off in public; but thanks to the amount of nudity I had endured of late I guess it made it easier for me. I took out my flip-flops and was nude beach ready.

I stood there naked on the beach for the word to see in all my glory, the hot sun beating down on my exposed skin. I looked out over the ocean in front of me, the waves rolling gently onto the pale sands, the blue sky interrupted only by a few wispy white clouds, and the vibe on the beach already hitting me. I stood there as I took in my surroundings fully. There didn't seem to be much of a method to where people sat from what I could see and I wanted to go and check it all out for myself, the fact I was naked not bothering me beyond the nervous twist in my stomach that I might be seen by somebody I know. It seems counter intuitive at this point that I would be more worried to be seen by people I knew rather than strangers, but that thought was in my mind.

I smothered myself in sunscreen and I asked JC and Pip if they would keep an eye on my bag so I could go for a wonder and they both agreed. Pip pointed south over to where the nude beach finished and said not to go beyond that line as it can cause grief and you can even get arrested. The word arrested was a bit scary and beyond a 'good boy' like me, so I started off in the other direction first to check it out. Despite only having known Pip and JC about half an hour I felt confident asking them to look after my stuff.

The tide was seemingly beyond its high point and on the way out again, which left most people further back on the beach. I slowly walked north, taking in all the naked and scantily clad bodies as I went. I would crab up and down so as not to walk too close to people as I didn't want to seem too weird, but at the same time wanted to be close enough to see things, not plodding along the shoreline like others I could see.

I was amazed at how many couples there were where the man was naked and the woman in full swimsuit or topless only, it must have been like that for a third of the couples I walked past. There was one couple where she was nude and he was in board-shorts but that was clearly the exception. After a while I realised that I must be entering the area used by gay men. It was nearly all men here with a the odd male/female couple and several single females but I had reached the end so I moved closer to the water, mostly because the hot sand was starting to hurt my feet. The damp sand and wash from the ocean was a pleasant and cooled my half-baked feet as I headed back south.

As I walked there were many others wondering up and down the beach around me. I wouldn't say it was super busy but I would pass at least one person every 20 to 30 seconds, including quite a few joggers and dog walkers. I was very aware that the majority of these joggers and dog walkers were women or groups of women. It was a nice feeling as their eyes moved from looking right ahead to me, my dick, then my eyes, usually followed by a smile of recognition; never had so many women seen me naked. As I passed where JC and Pip were I gave a little wave and JC, who was sat in a beach-chair. He nodded back at me and waved his paperback in acknowledgement.

Chapter 8 - New Friends

Heading towards the imaginary line at the end of the nude section the beach was a little busier and I went back closer to the cliffs. There were big clusters of students, mostly in shorts and swimsuits, the occasional topless girl. Most of these groups, particularly the all female ones, had rings of single naked guys set up around them as well as the occasional m/f couple and single female.

"HEY!" I suddenly realised I had stopped looking where I was going, distracted by a super-hot blonde with huge tits wearing an incredibly skimpy red bikini, so skimpy there was not likely enough material on the top and bottom to make a handkerchief.

I had nearly walked into a couple of young women and had actually kicked sand onto the nearer one. I stopped just in time and apologised profusely. She sat up and brushed the sand of her belly as my eyes were drawn to her electric orange bikini that nicely presented a very good body. She couldn't see where I had been looking but her friend, who was laying on her belly in a one-piece, could see my line of sight. She looked me in the eye as she told the other girl I got distracted by 'Debbie Does Dallas'!

I kept saying how sorry I was to them both and I guess they realised I was sincere in my apology. I introduced myself to them, not sure why, it just came naturally to me to be polite. The nearer girl stood up to shake the sand off her oversized beach towel and, once she had laid it back on the sand she faced me with a sly smile on her face. She was tall for a woman, maybe only a couple of inches shorter than me, busty and in great shape, her short bleached blonde hair and tanned skin very much showing she was a beach type girl.

"Don't worry Hun. You aren't the first guy to get distracted by Debbie Does Dallas."

I told her I was confused. I mused that she was talking about a 70's soft porn movie and they both laughed. The other girl pointed at the blonde with the skimpy bikini and told me they came down often and that she was usually there too. They had nick-named her DDD on account of her looking like a porn star and wanting everybody to notice her. I laughed in recognition of it and apologised to them one more time anyway. The girls introduced themselves to me as Brittney (one I kicked sand on) and Grace, a leggy red-head with lots of freckles and untamed curly hair. We then had an awkward silence for a moment until Grace asked if I was down here regularly. I told them it was my first visit and went on to explain how I was scouting it out for the planned group visit.

I was offered to sit with them and have a drink of soda and I agreed without thinking about it. I sat on the corner of the towel as pointed out by Brittney and when I was set I looked around to see several single guys taking notice of me sat with these two women, a look of either confusion or jealousy on their faces. Brittney opened a plastic cooler and pulled out a 3 cans of diet 7Up which she handed out. It must have been sitting in ice as it was really cold and dripping in condensation already. I opened the can and took a big gulp that I finished with a satisfying sigh. I thanked them for the cold drink and joked that I would pay for it but that I didn't have my wallet on me. Both girls laughing as I started telling them about the last week and the adventure it had been.

It felt really good to get this off my chest and share the details with these two strangers. It stopped it from just feeling like a dream and made it more real. I plodded clumsily through the events and the girls listened in silence until I mentioned the small wardrobe. Brittney stopped me and called bullshit. I gave a detailed description of the little wardrobe and I think she eventually believed me. As I explained how Penny was enforcing these new rules, rules that were given me but that I had never officially agreed to, Brittney was sat on the other end of the towel her knees apart giving me a good view of her bikini bridge and flat belly. As I talked they would interrupt with little questions to clarify the story I was telling them and I would give detailed responses.

I finished my soda and asked if they had a place for the litter and Grace turned over to sit up and take it from me. For the first time I got to see her pert breasts and perky nipples stretched by the thin fabric of her swimsuit. She had broad hips for her frame but it suited her body and as I spread my eyes over her body I am sure she sat still a moment to allow it. I moved forward to hand the empty can to her, only to realise I was getting an erection. I was at about 50% and hadn't realised it was happening to me. I don't know if it was the telling of the story, the two pretty women in front of me, Debbie Does Dallas or a combination of it all, by my shaft was lifted above my balls quite clearly.

I instinctively put my hands down to my groin to cover up in a hope they wouldn't notice what was happening to me. Both girls noticed I was sure but neither said anything as I sat back and carried on with my story. I got to the part about the planning of the trip to Blacks Beach and how it had to be postponed because of Penny being away. I think that realising I was getting a boner was the worst thing that could have happened. All I could think of was my exposed penis and these two pretty young women in front of me. The whole situation was new to me and as a result it was out of control and I was now nearing a full on erection. I moved my hands and forearms to hide my state of my unintentional arousal, my brain trying to think of more things to say so as to keep these two women looking at my face rather than my groin.

I continued with my story, as a distraction of sorts, and was half way into telling them about getting caught by Elena when I realised I was sharing too much. I stopped having told them up-to where I was looking up naturism, nudism and nude beaches on-line and stated I had done all the talking, that I wanted to know about them and why they were here. Grace suggested I finish my story but Brittney saved me and said it was only fair for them to share too, particularly as I had been so candid in my story. Grace agreed and said that they used to go further south on the beach but liked to come and look at the naked guys as they worked on their tans. I asked why they didn't go naked and Grace told me that she didn't think her boyfriend would approve and that if she had no white bits he might be upset. She said he was a ensign in the navy having recently graduated from the Navy college earlier in the year. Going on to explain that he was currently on an amphibious assault ship on his way to India for a training exercise. Brittney simply said she had gone nude twice, then topless but couldn't be doing with all the perverts coming for a lookie-loo so now kept on her bikini. I said I understood but that I was finding the nude thing very liberating, that others saw me was fine.

"Are you okay there Tony?" Brittney said as she arched forward and placed a hand on my knee. I feigned ignorance though she knew I was struggling with a boner but said that it was okay. She went on to say how much she appreciated me trying to cover it up and not flaunt it like some of the idiots who use this beach. I apologised to them both and tried to explain that it was totally out of control down there and that I was desperate for it to go away, but that it wouldn't. It had been hard now for about ten minutes and was throbbing gently, engorged to the maximum.

"Perhaps try and forget about it Tony. I think if you just sit and relax it will likely go down soon. We wont be offended by it, particularly as you did such a good job trying to be a gentleman about it."

Brittney was still touching my knee, my legs crossed in front of me. I had to tell her that I would try to relax and she pulled her hand away, which wasn't helping my state either, as I tried to relax and slowly moved my hands away. My erection bobbed right up in front of these two sexy woman and for the second time in a day I was sat naked and hard with clothed female(s) looking right at it. I was visibly throbbing and so engorged my foreskin was retracted a little to expose the tip beneath.

Grace said I had a nice looking penis and that it was nice to see I wasn't 'cut'. I very briefly explained that it was due to me being born premature so it wasn't done at birth and then my parents never got around to it. Rather than relaxing I was finding this whole situation sexy as hell. Being hard and exposed to these two hot women was a real rush and my dick visibly flinched more as I tried to distract myself. Thankfully I doubt anybody else could see unless they walked to within about five or six meters of us because of how I was sat and the position of the girls and their cooler.

"Ah look at the poor guy Brits!" Grace said in a voice usually reserved for a young child who'd grazed a knee. "He is throbbing over there!" Brittney put her hand on my knee again and asked if I was okay and if it hurt at all. I explained that it was not painful but it was very hard. Most of all it was very embarrassing for me and that I was now worried it would happen again when I come with Penny and our friends. Grace suggested that I 'You know what' before I come down next time so as to get it out of my system.

"Grace Alice Jones!" Brittney said in a surprised tone of voice. You've known this man not even an hour and you are already giving him jerking off advice. We all laughed as Grace tried to explain that she was only trying to help.

I had to inform them I doubted it would help. Grace was half way into a question of why when she stopped herself and simply went, "Oh I see!" Then laughed a cheeky laugh. She then suggested I think of engines, pizzas or Barbara Bush. Anything to take my mind off. I suggested that talking about it wasn't helping a bit and I was mortified to be like this in front of them, apologising again and again. Both ladies telling me it was all a natural thing and I shouldn't be bothered as they are fine with it, Grace even saying it was 'cute'.

We chatted about this and that for five more minutes but I was distracted and wasn't taking it all in. They were telling me they shared an apartment, had been at college together and now both worked at the airport. As they explained their role in the Airspace Lounge, which is a VIP and first class passenger area, I had to cover myself again as I saw a naked guy approaching us. He was quite buff and clearly in love with himself, his above average dick swinging freely as he approached like he was strutting it on the catwalk.

"Hi there!" He said as he stopped over my shoulder and cast a shadow over me. The girls said nothing, just looking up at him. He came up with some bullshit cheesy chat up line of sorts, saying they needed another guy to even things up a bit. They smiled and politely said we were all good and that it was a kind offer. He changed tactic and asked if they needed help with their backs putting on sunscreen but this annoyed Grace who just told him to leave them alone. He was clearly embarrassing himself as he tried one more attempt only for Grace to interrupt him and suggest he go now. He thanked them and apologised for interrupting, then walked off.

"What a creep!" Grace said quietly to us both, but likely loud enough that the guy would have heard it. The shadow was gone and Brittney said it was okay and I didn't need to cover up any more. This 3 minute interlude had actually left me feeling like my dick might go down but Brittney, who was basically asking to see my hard dick, put a stop to that. I explained my frustration at my ongoing erection and they just laughed it off again saying it was natural.

Brittney suggested I go into the ocean as that would possibly help. I laughed that it was a good plan but I wasn't parading down the beach 'like this' as I pointed at my erection. She went on to suggest we make a run for it, that if I was running people might think it was just bobbing about as I ran. I looked about and saw there was just one person between us and the sea. He was facing the sea and wouldn't see us coming if we made a dash for it. Others around might see but it was a good plan. The only issue were the people walking along the shoreline which I pointed out to the girls. They suggested we wait and plan for it so as not to be seen by people too close up. I agreed to the plan and asked Grace, who had the best view, to plan it out for me.
"We'll come too Tony! Perhaps some people might look at us instead of you?" I thought about it and decided it couldn't hurt. Brittney said that planning a run to the ocean was exciting. A couple of minutes passed in silence then Grace started a slow countdown from 5. As she got to 1 they both stood up, I also turned to stand up whilst making every effort to conceal my hard dick, and we ran for the sea. I over-did my speed at first and pulled away from the girls so I slowed down a bit so they would catch up. My erection was pointing up and very obvious and I hoped their bodies might create a barrier of sorts. I looked left and right and saw that Grace had made a mess of the timing; two Lycra clad female joggers were on a collision course with us.

The girls caught up and we jogged together, Brittney's huge tits bobbing up and down in her bikini top, Grace's B cups better managed by the taught one piece she was wearing. We only had to go about 20 meters and as we neared the water the two women joggers, both in their late thirties or early forties watched me all the way with big smiles. Just as we were passing one of them said "You need to cool that one off ladies!" to Grace and Brittney who laughed as our feet hit the light waves. We had to wade quite some way before my hard dick was covered up and the cool water was a blessing on my hot skin as I eventually let myself fall forward into a wave. I swam out a bit more until I could stand chest deep.

Both girls came over and stood next to me and we chatted as we bobbed in the waves that came across us. Grace laughed that I gave those two women a real eyeful and I gave her a hard time for messing up the timing. She claimed when she started the countdown those women were walking but started to jog just as we were getting up. I gave her the benefit of the doubt but a part of me deduced from her tone and expressions that it had been deliberate. Grace then asked me how things were going 'down there' and I admitted it was helping. I had been hard as a nail for thirty plus minutes and it was only now starting to subside. The conversation moved to jogging and we talked about our fitness routines. I told them about Mike who was a fitness nut and that he had a fancy treadmill in our house that he let me use.

I was telling them about the options on the treadmill when a bigger wave knocked Brittney off balance and she crashed into me, her hands grabbing at me for balance and catching my left forearm and my semi hard dick. It took her two or three seconds to regain her balance and when she finally let go of my dick she looked me in the eye with a horrified look on her face.

"Oh my god... Tony... I am soooo sorry! I didn't hurt you did I?" Grace laughed and said she was sure I was fine, unaware of Brittney's wrestling hold on my dick moments before. Brittney said nothing more so I let it go as well, simply saying that I was fine. I could only guess at how embarrassed she must have been. My problem was that this contact had stirred things up again and my erection was back at full power again.

Brittney swam off into slightly deeper water and the three of us started to just swim about in the waves. The water was comparably very chilly when we first hit the Pacific Ocean but I was now acclimatised and it was refreshing to just splash about and swim in the surf. Within a few minutes of this I was thankfully deflating and I was eventually back to normal as my mind was concentrating on not swallowing seawater. Grace swam over and asked how I was and I told her things were back to normal now. She smiled at me and drifted closer until we were nearly touching and whispered in my ear that it had looked good! I gave a nervous laugh.

Brittney came over and the three of us waded out of the water together, my dick now in complete contrast to when I arrived at the water. My balls had sought shelter inside my torso and my dick had also shrivelled down quite a lot in cold. Brittney made a sly comment that it clearly wasn't hard any more but she looked away when I looked over to her, still embarrassed at her accidental grope from before. As we headed back to their spot I said I had better get back to my stuff and let the people I came down the track with know I was okay. They said to come back over if I wanted. Grace came closer to give me a light hug, her thigh pressing into my penis and her bullet hard nipples pressing into my chest as she did so. Over her shoulder I watched as several sets of male eyes looked at me green with envy.

Chapter 9 - Is this gender nudity inequality the norm?

I made my way back to Pip and JC and as I arrived Pip came over to me and asked if I had got lost. She said she was about to send JC out to come and find me. I told them in brief I had met some people and got chatting, but didn't tell them about my erection, just the chat and the swim. Pip stated that nudists are a very sociable group and it was easy to find new friends, she also mentioned my back had little red areas I must have missed and that I should perhaps put on more sunscreen.

I went to my bag and Pip helped by putting the cream on my back. It didn't feel sexual even though her big tits kept knocking into me and her hands were moving right down onto my buttocks. It was a nice feeling and given time would likely result in another boner but she was done before that happened. I lay down on my towel and allowed myself some relaxation time, moving my cap to cover my eyes and rearranging my cock and balls beneath me to be more comfortable.

I must have dozed off as the next thing I knew I was being tapped on the shoulder. It took a moment for my eyes to adjust and when I turned my head Pip was squatting down in front of me. My face was no more than 20 inches from her pussy as her legs were spread wide in a squat. She said something about me being a lazy one and that she and JC were going for a swim and a walk. She wanted to know if I was going to be here so they could be sure there stuff was safe. Despite her age her pussy still looked very nice and I wondered as I looked right at it if she was flashing it my way on purpose? I said it was fine and I was going to be another hour here anyway.

Pip and JC left and I turned over to see them wonder off to the ocean. Looking at my phone I realised I must have slept for nearly forty minutes so was very pleased Pip had put more cream on or I would be off to the ER for burn treatment. As I sat up I had to hide yet another erection with my knees. Sexy dreams and all that had happened had me at a heightened sense of arousal for sure. I sat there and watched all the people on the beach. It was busier than when we arrived and there were people all around me. Where we were the majority of people were totally naked and mostly couples or single guys. The couple next to us were actually quite close to me based on how the spread of people looked elsewhere. She was topless, he was naked. They looked to be about mid-thirties and I guessed they were married as both wore rings and as they talked they were clearly together a long time.

I watched the world go by and heard the woman next to me say to her man she wanted him to do her back. They were only about three meters away so it wasn't like I was eavesdropping. She rolled over onto her front and he stood up to reveal a huge penis, porn star sized at least. He collected some oil from a bag, straddled her lower legs, and proceeded to spray the oil around her back. Her bikini bottom was a thong type and he lowered the strap a few inches so as not to get oil on it. He spray some oil onto his hands and began what can only be described as a sensual massage of her back. He leant right in so his chest rested on her protruding buttocks as he rubbed the slick liquid into her shoulders and lower back, his big hands working their way across every inch of her back. By the time he was doing her lower back he was having to sit up and, out of the corner of my eye, I saw he was hard. It pointed out and was very obvious. I guessed he was ten inches and he made no effort to hide it, either from confidence, exhibitionism or because it would be futile.

As I took a longer glance our eyes met and he smiled at me, gave a little 'man wave' and then went back to the job in hand. I don't know if it was because I was caught looking or something else but he took a moment to push his hard dick down between his woman's thighs to hold it out of view. I heard her say something but was too quiet to make out, he laughed and then her hand reached down to caress his knee. He continued to rub her back but was also moving his hips gently as if slowly fucking her thighs. I was enjoying the view but trying not to be obvious that I was looking, the woman of the couple in front of me though was just staring at the erotic scene in front of her. I then noticed several other people were also taking notice.

This went on for a few minutes before I heard her tell him that was enough for now. He stood up and his huge erection bobbed in front of him and he made no effort to hide it from the others on the beach. He paraded about like a peacock, his massive dick on display for all to see. Guys and women alike were watching him as he stood there loud and proud drinking from a bottle of water. The woman in front of me was taking sneaky photos on her phone and I chuckled to myself at the thought of her showing it to her friends. He eventually lay down on his towel next to his woman, his dick casting a shadow like a sundial across his chest, but after 10 minutes it was deflated and resting on his abdomen.

The woman in front of me, who appeared to be at least topless stood, up to reveal she was wearing a bandeau and denim shorts. The guy stood and was naked but quickly dressed before they both headed off to the trail. As they passed she looked down at me, then my semi-hard cock, back at me and then smiled. I smiled back and she was gone, her man trailing behind with all their bags and equipment. I realised at this point just how much male nudity there was here with female nudity under about 40%. This beach was full of this CFNM thing I had been reading about this morning. Perhaps it wasn't such a niche after all?

I spent the next half hour reading my book but I wasn't really taking it in. Normally a Jack Reacher book keeps me entertained for hours, but not today. I would have to go back and re-read whole pages because my mind would wonder to one of the myriad of events from this last few days. I eventually gave up just as Pip and JC returned from their walk and swim. We chatted for a minute then I said I was going to head off soon as I needed to get to the auto parts store before it closed. I had planned on working on my Mercedes tomorrow and needed a few consumables.

I thanked Pip and JC for helping me feel more confident on my first nude beach visit and they shrugged it off as nothing. I dressed and made my way back to the trail. As I got near there was a single naked woman with about 7 single guys setup around her. All were ogling her naked body. She was probably 40 but in great shape, a lean body with shaved pussy and big fake tits that jiggled with every breath she took. She was sat with her legs spread wide, wider than was normal I assumed and her hands were casually down at her groin. She was pretending to brush off sand but was clearly teasing these men around her. One older guy with a bit of a belly and dark tan was actually sitting turned around with no pretence other than to stare at her pussy, his right hand casually fondling his soft dick. I took a good look at her as I passed and she gave me a big smile when our eyes met. I felt a pang of guilt for being caught looking at this woman's most intimate areas but told myself that she wouldn't be sat like that if she didn't like the attention.

Soon I was on the trail, sweating and panting. I was fitter than many though and overtook more than a dozen people on my way up. By the time I reached the top my calves and thighs were burning, and my t-shirt was drenched In sweat. I thankfully found a work polo in the trunk of my car which, having towelled off, I put on and drove home, stopping after a mile to drop the Mercedes' roof and then enjoy the feel of the air rushing past.

After a quick pit-stop at the auto-parts store I arrived home, put my car in the garage and I walked with tired 'jelly' legs into the house, stripping off without even having to think about it, stepping through to the living room and turning on the A/C. I took a shower and then went into the kitchen to make some food. I was suddenly quite hungry but found nothing much to eat in the cupboards or fridge that wouldn't take more effort than I had. I did spot the note on the fridge Penny had written to get the hot-tub fixed and thought I'd do that and order a pizza as I lumped down on the armchair and watched TV with a few beers.

PART 3

Chapter 10 - Another naked encounter

I called up the hot-tub people but the shop was closed so I left them a message to call back and that I needed a hot-tub service engineer. I watched an episode of Top Gear on BBC America then I thought I'd order my favourite pizza, and since I was home alone, putting on toppings Penny would hate. I grabbed the menu from DeLucas, our favourite local delivery place and placed my order. They said it was busy so might take an hour, but I was fine with that. I went back to my television and a programme about world war 2 was now starting. I was watching how soldiers suffered at the 'Battle of the Bulge' when there was a knock at the door. I saw the programme was only thirty minutes so decided the Pizza place was less busy than they had warned as I stood instinctively and headed towards the door. Only then did I realised I was naked and unsure how to approach the situation. There was a rug over the back of the chair in the corner which I took and wrapped around my waist until it looked like I wore a kilt.

I approached the door and nobody was looking through the glass panels so I looked through the peephole convinced that it couldn't be my pizza already. I was correct. It was Mary-Anne stood there holding a cardboard box. I pulled the door open a couple of inches and peered round the gap so she wouldn't see my naked torso. She said hello and how was I and hoped she wasn't interrupting me. I said it was fine, as was I, and asked how I could help. In my mind I figured, from the conversation I'd half heard with Elena, that she was here to see me naked. She asked why I was being weird with the door and told her I was changing so didn't have anything on. She replied that Elena had mentioned something about that to her, but I could tell from her voice and her expression that my state of undress was not a surprise at all.

"How can I help Mazy?" I asked with a slight tone of annoyance.

I had known Mary-Anne for more than ten years, since I was a teenager in fact. She'd always lived next door to my grandparents and because they had a pool my cousin and I often went over there to play and swim. We had even had an awkward date once where our parents' kind of set us up but we were both a bit immature at the time and ruined it. Mary-Anne was curvy and a little overweight. She had always been like that since I knew her. You wouldn't describe her as fat, but she had the bigger body frame and big tits. You might describe her as a home-town girl. She still lived with her mother on and off. She, like many from the area, had joined the Navy and so would be away a lot and didn't feel the need to own a home. I couldn't remember what she did on the Aircraft Carrier but knew she was an officer and usually wore that pointless blue camouflage pattern uniform.

"I was bringing back your books that you gave me when I went on my first deployment." I had forgotten about the books and didn't really want them back. I told her she could keep them, donate them, burn them even, but she insisted I have them back and that they were clutter she didn't need. I said she could leave them on the step and I would pick them up later but she was clearly on mission. She said not to be silly, to let her in and we can catch up as we'd not spoken in six months. I reminded her that all I had on was a blanket so perhaps it would be inappropriate. She laughed and said if I was covered then I shouldn't be such a sissy and to let her in.

I could tell this was a stalemate, so I decided to bite the bullet and let her in. I'd always called Mary-Anne 'Mazy' and hadn't considered if it was a bit childish. It was the name her younger sister called her by when she was a toddler and it had stuck with our circle of friends and family. As she barged in she noted that nobody called her Mazy anymore. It was either Lieutenant Fischer or Ma'am these days.

Mary-Anne strode through to the living room and I shuffled in behind her with the blanket falling off me as I moved. I was gripping onto the edges but the soft material was slick in my fingers, so I was bunching it in my fists. She turned to watch me and asked if I was okay but I ignored her and slumped into the other armchair as it was nearest, the blanket bunched in my groin area and on the floor. She sat on the edge of the footstool and began to ask how work was, if I saw her parents and was there any neigborhood gossip. We fell into an easy conversation and after a while she brought up her conversation with Elena a few days before. I acted like I didn't know what she was talking about and she explained to me about knowing how I was a nudist and that it was cool.

I asked her if that is why she was really here and she eventually admitted magnanimously that it was. She went on to say that now we were talking it felt a bit silly and she was sorry to come over and embarrass me. I said it was fine and that the last few days had been a rollercoaster of emotions for me and that plenty of others had already seen me nude. I offered her the opportunity to join me and try the naked thing, but she laughed and said, "Not today!" Not today was a good answer because that wasn't a full-on NO. It left a lot of open ground that might lead to a Yes one day.

Mary-Anne said if I was more comfortable nude she would understand fully and not make fun of me or laugh. I asked why she might make fun or laugh at me and she went on to explain how on-board ship men and women were separated a lot, but it didn't stop mild flirting, the odd flash 'and things'. She tried to explain the Navy, the people who typically made up junior ranks and how young many were. Under the blanket I was sweating now. This was not blanket weather and, although the A/C took the edge off, a blanket was not required.

Mary-Anne asked if I was going to offer her a drink and I relented. I stood up and let the blanket hit the floor. She immediately looked at my dick and a wry smile came onto her face. I asked her what she wanted and she asked if we had any more beers, spying my bottle on the table. I said beer was one thing I had plenty of and walked past her into the kitchen to grab a couple. When I came back out Mary-Anne stood to accept my drink. We both tapped the bottles together and took a mouthful of the cold brew.

"Well this is odd." I laughed and we both sat down again. She then threw a barrage of questions at me about my new found naked hobby. I answered as best I could and kept reminding her that this was more Penny's idea than mine; and that I was still new to it really. As we talked I eyed her over. I'd never really thought of her as a woman, as in my mind she was still a childhood friend, but she was actually a pretty sexy woman. Mary-Anne was about 5ft8, 160lbs, with quite round hips and thighs stretching a tight pair of Levi's. Her D cup breasts hidden by a leather jacket and her jet-black hair cut short, clipped to the ear, then longer and styled on top. Dressed like this she looked like a power dyke and I chuckled to myself.
She asked what made me laugh and I told her she looked like a power dyke. She sneered at me and said that was really rude and her girlfriend would eat me alive if she heard that. "Girlfriend!" I said. She looked at me sternly for about 5 seconds before bursting into laughter and saying she wasn't gay and was pulling my chain. As she let me off the hook I called her a few choice words and she gave me the same back; just like when we were teenagers. We continued to chat, and I was very aware of her taking casual glances at my dick. I asked her if she was getting a good look at my junk. This made her cough on her beer and it spat out from her mouth, dribbling down her chin onto her jacket.

Mary-Anne put her beer down and stood up to remove her jacket. Under was a tight white t-shirt AND NO BRA. It was so fucking obvious she was bra-less as to be erotic. The fabric was stretched tight across her large tits, her huge dark areola clearly visible and topped with fat pointy nipples. She caught me staring at her tits and instinctively put her arms across her chest. I made a comment on how much I liked her t-shirt and she just gave me the finger, telling me I must have set the A/C this low on purpose before realising it was obviously set before I knew she was coming, her tone becoming evasive. I suggested I was more on show than she was and to not be such a sissy, throwing back at her the slur she made on me.

It went quiet and awkward for a moment but Mary-Anne was now a very confident woman and soon relaxed her arms and asked me if I had anything to eat. I then remembered I had pizza coming and said she could share the order. She seemed happy with that option and then asked me how I dealt with deliveries in my naked world. I admitted it was my first one and hadn't thought it through yet. She asked if it was a dude or a girl who delivered and I thought for a moment and told her it was a 50/50 thing. I grabbed us both another beer from the kitchen and sat back in my chair.

She looked down at her beer then back at me. How about a dare then? "A dare?" I replied with a puzzled tone. She reminded me of all the dares we gave each other as teenagers. Dares that usually involved stealing liquor from our families, flaming bags with dog shit or other stupid stuff. I laughed and said the last dare she gave me nearly got me arrested. I recounted the tale of how she had dared me to put firecrackers under a car full of people only to find out it was an undercover police car full of cops. Thankfully they saw the funny side and let me off with a verbal warning that scared the shit out of me. During my story telling Mary-Anne interrupted from time to time to add in details I had forgotten that made her laugh and me squirm.

Eventually she asked if I was a pussy and not up for a dare. I said it depended on the dare. She suggested that if the pizza was delivered by a guy she would answer the door topless; but that if it was a girl I would answer the door like I was. Having put this forward she sat back with a smug look on her face. I was in a quandary now. I would really like to see those tits, and to see the look on the guys face would be priceless! On the other hand answering the door nude to female pizza delivery driver would be embarrassing and could get me trouble with the law. I said this to Maz who said she would step in and apologise and say she dared me, that it would be shrugged off... most likely. I agreed that she was probably right.

She kept nagging and calling me a pussy for not going along with her plan, but she wore me down and I agreed. I think the beer helped with my confidence at this point but I had done the math and realised the odds were in my favour. Four of the last five deliveries were done by a skinny older guy with tattoos and piercings. I felt confident it would be him again. I was asked how long and I said it could be any moment so we went upstairs and into Mike's room which looked out over the front lawn. Maz opened the blind and we stood in the dark watching the street.

"You do know I've seen your dick before, don't you?" I looked at her and said I most certainly did not know. She chuckled and told me how she had spied on me twice when we were younger through the small window in the pool house.

"WHAT!" I said with a tone of genuine anger. She told me that the changing area in the pool house had a small window just below the roof line to allow natural light in but to maintain peoples modesty. I replied that I was well aware of this and she told me that she had moved two old propane canisters used for the outdoor grill, climbed up and spied on me and my cousin Greg.

"No fucking way!" I said. She laughed and said Greg was bigger than me too. I said I knew that too. He was on the basketball team and likely a full foot taller, even back then. She laughed again and it clicked before she began to explain. I called her a dirty old hoochie and she slapped my shoulder in retaliation. She went on to say it was okay and that I had a good looking dick, that Greg was just a freak dick and it actually had her worried as she was still a virgin back then. We laughed it off together as a car pulled up. It was a fairly new Chevy Equinox with a light box on the roof showing the DeLucas pizza logo, a phone number and web address.

I was worried as I knew the skinny guy drove an ancient pick-up, and this was not much of a man's car at all. I was right. A women jumped out, opened the rear passenger door and walked towards us with the large red padded bag in her arms. She looked to be about fifty. A very good body with tits as impressive as Mary-Anne's and her blonde hair tied in a bun atop her head. I recognised her as one of the owners and said to Maz that perhaps this was the wrong person. She looked at her, then me, then back again. Our eyes locked for five seconds then chicken noises came out of her mouth and she made wings with her arms.

"Maz please!" I said but she took me by the arm and pulled me down the stairs just as the rat-a-tat-tat on the door echoed through the house.

Chapter 11 - Pizza and a Movie

Mary-Anne all but dragged me to the door and I relinquished to my fate in the end. As I had before when Mary-Anne first arrived, I opened the door a few inches and peered around.

"Hi Hun. You ordered a pie?"

I confirmed I did but wasn't expecting it so soon and wasn't dressed yet. She laughed and said that, if she had a dollar for every naked person who opened the door to one of her deliveries, she could have retired to Florida a few years back. I moved around a little and Maz saw my hand move from the door, so she pulled it open wider and exposed me to the pizza lady. I apologised to the delivery lady and said my so-called friend was behind the door and had dared me to do this. She laughed and said that at least I wasn't a fat, hairy old man and that I had taken the time to say sorry. I handed her $30 and said to keep the change and in return she passed over the pizza to me. She said to have a good night, turned and left. Maz pushed the door shut and we both laughed a little.

"Well that was easy!" She said, and I agreed it went down very differently to what I had expected. I walked through to the living room and put my pie on the coffee table with the garlic dough balls, napkins and tub of garlic dip. Mary-Anne sat down while I went and grabbed more beers, plates and the pizza cutter. I folded the lid under the huge pizza and we both took a slice, sitting back to eat and watch TV as we did. I told Maz that I still couldn't believe that she had spied on me before and that I was owed some payback. She laughed and simply said.

"Yeah, good luck with that one buddy. Statute of limitations is well expired on you getting me naked!" I implied I would tell her parents and get her in trouble, but she laughed again, reminding me she was 25 now and that I doubt her parents gave a shit.

We finished our pizza and I put the leftovers in the kitchen. I had struggled to pull my eyes away from Mary-Anne's magnificent tits as they strained at the fabric of her t-shirt. When I came back in she was rearranging herself as if to make them more prominent but stopped when she heard my feet on the tile. Maz asked if we could put a movie on and I said there was big pile of blue-rays and DVD's next to the television in the bureau. She stood up and flicked through them, holding up a copy of Fifty Shades of Grey, the Uncut edition. "Really!" she said as she showed it to me. I told her it was Elena's and that I hadn't seen it. She asked if I had read the book and again I said I had not, telling her I knew Penny had read it and it had got her all hot and bothered. I went on to say that it didn't appeal to me as bondage, S&M and the like was not my thing. She said she also hadn't seen it and perhaps we should give it a try.

We agreed on it, Maz slid the disk into our player and then came and sat next to me on the couch. The movie was a slow burner and it took a while for anything much of anything to happen. There were some nipples and dirty talk, but it then got to a scene where they are in the bath together and then they move through to the bedroom and he ties her up with a neck tie. I was getting a little horny and noticed that Maz had allowed her hand to casually be touching my upper thigh. It was just a couple of knuckles, but the touch alone was adding to the erotic scene in front of me. I think it was inadvertent, but I was unsure. To turn her down would ruin our relationship and I wasn't about to cheat on Penny, so hoped it would stay simple.

The scene went on and the pair were going through a range of positions and the sex was actually quite good for an R rated movie, certainly enough to get to me, sat here naked next to a sexy woman. Maz started asking why it was okay to see the woman more naked than the man and that you never see his big cock! I questioned how, if based on the fact she hadn't seen it, she knew it was big? She replied that she bet he was hung like a horse and knew how to use it. Mary-Anne speaking so candidly about big cock and the obvious lust in her voice was sexy as fuck, I was naked next to her, there was soft porn playing out on screen and her hand was touching my thigh. The combination was making me hard. She went on to describe how she would lay him down, straddle his big dick and ride him like she was at the rodeo, swinging her arm in the air like she was about to lasso something and shouting 'Yee Harr!'

By the time the action on screen was finished I was fully hard. I lifted my leg up and planted my foot on the edge of the couch to hide it from Mary-Anne as I thought this was maybe a step too far in our relationship. She asked if I was okay and I just grunted at her. Possibly a bad move as it perked her interest. She casually asked if I had a boner, like it was no big deal, like as if she had asked if I had taken out the trash. I simply grunted again and she sat a little forward, her knuckles dragging along until they hit the void created from my leg coming up, then knocking into my ankle where it rested. I felt her fingers going around my ankle slowly, like she was trying to do it without me noticing, but surely aware that I would.

Frozen in place I didn't know what to do. My erect dick was throbbing like it had done at the beach and I was horny as hell as her fingers grasped my ankle fully. I asked her what she was doing and she simply grunted, the same grunt I had given her.

"Show it me!" She said. I asked what she meant and she said I knew. I tried to feign ignorance but this was just a pointless exercise. Maz knew I was hard and was asking to see it. Her desire to see my erection just made it throb more and I felt I had to resist her as best I could.

"Show it me!" She said again and I told her I didn't want to.

"I've seen it before anyway!" She said in an off the cuff tone of voice. I told her she'd not seen it like it was now, but she spoke over me and said she she'd seen me with a boner before. I was about to ask her when she'd seen me hard when a chunk of memory suddenly hit me square in the face. I'd put two and two together and it dawned on me. Back when I was younger I would jerk off at every chance I could get. The pool house changing room was where I would rub one out after seeing Many-Anne, her mother, her mother's friends and another neighbourhood girl a couple of years older than us who was often there. All in swimsuits.

I looked at her and she was already looking my way with a huge grin. I was dumbfounded and felt a cold streak up my body at the realization of it. I felt humiliated and buzzed at the same time. I had visions of Mary-Anne peeking down on me as I quietly jerked off onto the tile floor, then mopped up my cum with my towel. We looked at each other a for what seemed like ages, then I felt more pressure on my ankle from Mary-Anne as she pushed at it again. This time I resisted for a moment but let her win, my leg dropping down until my foot hit the floor. I felt my hard dick bobbing in front of me from the motion of my leg. Maz kept looking into my eyes another ten or more seconds before slowly breaking eye contact to look at my groin.

"That's the one I remember. The one with the hood!" I looked down too and then back at Mary-Anne whose gaze was locked on my erection.

"I like it!" She said.

I had no response so sat there quietly as another sexy scene came on the screen in front of us. After another minute she said "Do it... and don't waste my time with a lame counter question. You know what I want to see. It will bring back good memories!" I told her I couldn't, that it would be too embarrassing, that we'd been friends too long. Maz said she was fine with it all and would really appreciate it if I did this one little thing for her. I laughed out the word 'little' in response. She pressed again, her desire to see me jerk off really adding to my horny state.

"I'll do it if you get your tits out." I offered. She thought about it and said no. She told me this was her fantasy. In that fantasy I was naked and jerking off and she was watching me fully clothed. I was so horny because my long term sexy friend wanted me to do something so intimate for her pleasure and not give me anything in return. That in reality this was unfair on me wasn't a problem despite my morale compass suggesting it should be. She could see the conflict in me and backed off a little. She apologised and said she understood and it was unfair to press me to do this.

Her sympathy though only served to get to me more and so I turned to her and said, "Mary-Anne... Will you watch whilst I touch myself and make myself cum?" She smiled and leant into me, grabbing around my neck and whispering a thank you into my ear. She promised it would be our secret for all time and put out a curled little finger to 'pinky swear' her statement like we had as teenagers. I linked pinkies with her, then she sat back a little, curling her foot under her butt and turning so she was square on.

I sat there with my hard dick bobbing with my pulse, my hands resting on my knees as I got myself mentally prepared. I think I was taking too long though and Maz leaned in, took my arm and slowly moved my hand to my dick. She slid her hand down onto mine so that her palm was holding the back of my hand and held it there a moment, then wrapping our interlinked fingers around my shaft until tight around it. Maz then slowly pulled away, letting her palm graze my exposed cock head as she did. I slowly started to move my closed fist up and down on my shaft until I got into my usual rhythm. I was so high on sexual need that I feared I might not last long, but my earlier jerkoff for Elena had reduced the sensitivity.

I lowered myself in the seat a little and pushed my hips forward to have a better angle on myself. I stroked at my usual pace for a good few minutes caught up in the moment. I looked over at Maz who was casually rubbing her nipples through her t-shirt, the hard buds protruding from the tight fabric. It was a sexy view to keep my interest perked as the scene on the TV switched to people eating. Despite my want to make this last I knew it would ruin my orgasm if I tried to fight it. It wasn't like I had to perform to get my partner off before I blew, this was a one-way transaction, physically at least.

I began to feel myself close to bursting point and Maz spotted that my breathing was changing. She placed her free hand on my thigh and gently stroked it as I began to go over the edge. I slowed it right down and I felt my balls tighten up before I shot my load. One huge squirt flew a couple of feet into the air and landed back onto my hand from where I had pushed forward on my dick. The rest just oozed out onto my hand and between my fingers, the sticky fluid squelching between my fingers as I slowly milked off the last of my orgasm. I kept this up for another ten or fifteen strokes before the pleasure faded into mild pain. As I finished up Maz sat forward and embraced me again, planting a soft kiss on my cheek and whispering into my ear that I was amazing.

She stood up and went through to the kitchen, returning with a wet dishcloth. I still had my dick in my hand as she knelt in front of me and gently dabbed at the edges of my fingers with the cloth. I relaxed fully as she gently cleaned me up. She carefully unlocked my fingers and pulled open my palm, wrapping my hand in the cloth and expertly cleaning the cum off. Mary-Anne checked her work then moved to my dick that was red, engorged and throbbing still. She gently mopped up my mess, handling my penis with one hand whilst dabbing at it with the cloth in the other. She gently pushed my shaft up, down, left and right to catch all my mess; even pulling back my foreskin to clean around the head. It was a strange sensation and she used the cloth in such a way that her skin never touched mine, that there was at least one thin layer of cloth between her fingers and my shaft. I'd normally be getting soft by now but Mary-Anne was keeping me rock solid with her clean-up routine.

Once done she stood up and went back to the kitchen to dispose of the cloth and I heard her rinsing it out in the sink. She then returned and said she had to go, an air of embarrassment in her voice. I told her she should stay and finish the movie with me but she said she wasn't enjoying it and had to go. She grabbed her jacket and let herself out.

I was stunned and was a little worried I'd allowed this to go too far. Maz had been a friend a long time and I really hoped we had not just fucked that up. I was satisfied though sexually. It was one of the most intense and amazing jerk-off orgasms I had ever had. I realised I was smiling as I felt my sensitive cock deflating, every little movement of it being exaggerated by the fact I had cum twice so close together, the boundaries between pleasure and pain blurred. I finished the movie, rated it as two stars in my head, had a shower and went to bed.

Chapter 12 - Confessions

I was woken at just after 10am by my phone with the caller display showing it was Penny doing a video call. I accepted the call and Penny's face came into view. The image was clear for a moment, then went a bit grainy and jerky, back to fine and then settled on a lower quality. Despite the less clear image I could see Penny was outside in the sun. We said our hello's and Penny pulled away the phone to show she was sat by a pool eating breakfast in her swimsuit, an orange one-piece she wore regularly. I joked that she was obviously working very hard. She explained her boss gave her the morning off and she wasn't needed until 2pm, then after some meetings they would fly back on the red-eye. She said it was just after 8am and already in the mid-seventies, the weather channel stating that Hawaii was to expect 85 to 90 later. I told her we were expecting similar but likely 10 degrees cooler.
Penny described her breakfast and then an incident that had happened in one of the meetings yesterday where a man had stormed off in a rage having been caught in a lie, something that would likely cost him a quarter of a million dollars and a meeting with the Securities and Exchange Commission, SEC, who have the powers to ruin a guy. Penny then, out of the blue, said she had got a text from Elena saying that I had been caught in a compromising position, laughing as she said it. I said nothing. She laughed again and said she wasn't cross at all and was pleased that I was keeping up my new hobby, even though she wasn't there to check up on me. I asked her what Elena had said and she didn't elaborate on it, though also wasn't giving me shit about it. I let it go and thought we might have to have a conversation when she got back.

I told her that Mary-Anne had come over last night and found out that I was naked too, that it had been a bit embarrassing with her also. Penny said that she was pleased so many people were accepting of my new way of living and not put off or disgusted by it. I didn't go into the full story with what happened with Mary-Anne but did admit to Penny that I got a boner when we watched Fifty Shades of Grey together. Penny laughed and asked what Mary-Anne had said when she saw me hard. I was going to tell her about the admissions from when we were younger but decided to leave it for another time; I settled with telling her that she didn't seem to mind.

Penny told me I was doing so well and not to give up on being nude. She asked me to show her I was naked right now and I moved my phone camera over my body to prove I was indeed naked. She made a comment about being sad I did not have a morning 'woodie' and I simply said it had gone down already, a white lie to placate her desire to see me hard. I made a comment asking why all 'you' women want to see my hard dick, which Penny jumped on. "What do you mean?" she said, a hint of something in her voice? I said it was nothing, but she pressed me and after a minute or two was admitting all to Penny.

I stood and walked downstairs, phone in hand as Penny listened intently and the stronger Wi-Fi downstairs had the images back in hi-def. I told first the situation with Elena catching me, teasing me and watching me cum; followed by her weird reaction and storming off. Penny simply said that it sounded like fun, like a reader's letter to Playboy magazine almost. I then told her about the Pizza lady followed by Mary-Anne asking me to jerk-off and that she had admitted to spying on me as a teenager. Penny said it sounded like I was having a lot of fun without her and that I give her all the details when she got back. I felt I had given her a lot already but agreed to it. I apologised to her saying that I hadn't touched the girls and that I'd not even seen as much as an exposed nipple in return. Penny laughed and said that I was keeping things as they should be and thanked me for being so honest, adding, "Because you know I'd cut your balls off if you cheated on me, don't you!"

I could see movement behind Penny and she turned her head to speak to somebody. A moment later a second face came into view with a huge smile. She had oriental features, short hair and also looked to be in a swimsuit from what I could see. The woman waved to camera and said hello to me. Penny introduced her as Dee, the office manager in Hawaii. I recognised the name but we'd not met so I gave a little wave and said hello. She then went on to say that Penny had told her about my new lifestyle choice and that she would have to see if her fiancée would join the club. I said Penny talks too much through gritted teeth and Penny apologised, saying that she had a few cocktails last night and, well, girls will be girls. I said to Penny she was a bad girl and she said she was sorry, but without much conviction.

Dee said goodbye but Penny stopped her from leaving. She told me to prove to Dee that I was indeed nude as Dee had said at the bar it was likely an exaggeration or even total bullshit. Dee tried to say something, but Penny stopped her and said to me to hurry up and show Dee the goods. I protested but Penny snarled at me and I knew I would lose this in the end. I considered hanging up the call but knew that would likely be a worse thing to do in the long term. Penny and Dee were there on screen silent and so I held my phone out behind and to the side to show them my naked butt. Dee gave an 'ooh' type sound and said I was a good sport. Penny however suggested I put my phone down and give them both a twirl. Dee told Penny to stop teasing me but at no time was leaving from view on the screen. I tried twice to balance my phone on the counter, but it fell over or was at the wrong angle and I said it wasn't working. Dee then actually left view and Penny berated me for being such a wimp, going on to say I hadn't heard the end of this. I told her I loved her and that I'd see her Tuesday morning if she was in before I left for work. She blew me a kiss and hung up the video call.