Nudity the New Hobby Pt. 01

Chapter 1 - The Initiation

Sometimes you only get the confidence to get out of life the things you really want when you take a chance and see how it goes. This happened to me but it actually blew up into something that became out of my control; a part of my life that had been mundane was suddenly exhilarating, humiliating, gratifying and enlightening all at once. This was arguably all my fault, but my girlfriend exceeded all expectations as we found ourselves regularly pushing boundaries, mostly mine as it happens, but it has improved our relationship and we've had a lot of fun.

I'm 24 and a fairly average kind of guy, no Channing Tatum but not ugly either. I'm average height, not fat or skinny; I've been told I have good legs thanks in part to all the cycling I do. Penny, my girlfriend of two years, and I are a good partnership and live together in the four-bedroom house I own in the Kensington area of San Diego. The home is a two storey with a double garage, spacious downstairs and good sized hot-tub. It's way out of what I would have been able to afford, but I inherited the property from my grandparents when I was 19 and have been renting out two of the spare bedrooms to be able to pay for the upkeep. Both our lodgers, Mike and Elena are perfect tenants who are tidy and pay their rent on time, not to mention that we get on well, though both work long hours, Elena at a nearby law firm and Mike does security at the Hard Rock Hotel so we don't see them that much.

Just for the record Mike is muscular guy, a former Marine MP who does a lot of gym time and the kind of guy you want on your side in a fight, but he is quite timid when you get to know him. He's over six-foot tall and very 'manly', this being extenuated by a scar on his jaw from shrapnel that makes him look menacing. He has not had a girlfriend since he left the marines and seems to put everything he has into work and the gym. Elena is a half Mexican, half Canadian woman who is very 'girl next door'. She is pretty and has perfect tan skin, short dark hair and a curvy body that she is happy to show off in skimpy swimwear. She is a year out of law school and quite high maintenance. She is dating a lawyer called Brad who's 4 or 5 years older and who is a bit flash, drives a new Mustang and I wouldn't trust him as far as I can throw him. Penny, my girlfriend, is perhaps a bit out of my league but to me is perfect. She is 5ft 5, strawberry blonde, size 10 with the most amazing legs, curvy waist and B cup chest. Penny works as a PA to a stockbroker in the city and loves her job a lot, regularly getting to travel to exotic places.

I work as a mechanic working on modern classic cars, mostly Porsche and European sports cars from the 70's and 80's, just off the i15. We have a wide range of customers and it was one of these that got the ball rolling. Because our business is quite niche we try to give our customers the best service possible as the garage is most definitely not cheap. One day back in May I was sent over to a house to do an assessment of a car one of our customers was thinking of buying, something we do regularly and that makes us good money. It was a 1982 Porsche 911 Targa in blue with a black roof and was said to be once owned by the actor Sean Penn.

I arrived at this amazing house in Carmel Valley with security gates and was buzzed in. The car wasn't in the driveway, so I parked my '85 Mercedes 500SL (my pride and joy) and went to knock on the door; but stopped when I saw a note on the door saying to come around the side as they were by the pool. I made my way around and there was a large garden area with good sized pool. There was a couple at the far end who looked to be lying naked on loungers but when they saw me he pulled a towel over his groin and she whipped on a kimono. I was a good 15 meters away but it was quite clear he had a very big penis and she had big tits. As she came over the loose-fitting fabric did only a half-hearted job and I got to see glimpses of her neatly trimmed bush and large breasts that swung in and out of view. She caught me looking which prompted her to apologise to me. She explained that she and her husband were naturists and only dressed for guests, laughing at herself as she followed up with, "Well, most guests!"

Mrs Owens was about 40 to 45 and quite tall for a woman. She was in excellent shape and had these huge breasts that I was sure were real and at least an E cup. She told me the car was in the garage and that if she was making me feel uncomfortable she'd go and get dressed first. I didn't know what to say at first but mumbled out that it was fine, so she turned towards the house and asked me to follow her. I saw the folds of her buttocks peeking out from under her gown as she walked, leading me through the house and into a four-car garage at the side of the building. It housed a new top of the range Lexus, the blue Porsche and two other cars under covers, one of which was definitely a Ferrari as the logo was visible in the wheel hub along with areas of Ferrari Rosso Corsa paintwork. I wasn't sure what was more intriguing the nearly naked woman of the equally exposed Ferrari; I couldn't see what was under the furthest car cover.

Mrs. Owens handed me a set of keys as she showed me the car, suggesting I take a look at it while she went to get dressed to 'save my blushes.' I said I was fine with it and before my brain had fully engaged, admitted to her that I had always wanted to try nudism or naturism but didn't know how or if I would actually have the nerve to do it. She laughed and said I should try it and would likely never look back. She said I was more than welcome to strip off right now, but I was already past my comfort zone and suggested it was both impractical for looking over the car as well as a bit unprofessional. She laughed at me, called me a yellow belly, and wondered off to get herself a drink, offering me one as well. I managed to stammer out that water would be fine, the garage being quite warm with the outside temperature in the high seventies.

I opened my folder and used the key to unlock the car. On the face of it, most things looked to be in very good condition for a 35-year old car. But as I dug deeper, I found it had hidden rust, poorly repaired seats, and worn out brakes. There was also a very worrying knocking sound when I started the engine and gave it a few revs. So I turned it off quickly as fumes and a little smoke started to fill the garage space. I was looking for a way to open the garage door when Mrs Owen returned with a bottle of cold water for me. I think I gawped as she strode in with the kimono now untied and wafting open behind her as she walked. But for her shoulders she was pretty much now naked. As she handed me the water I felt a little awkward being next to a naked and sexy woman, my brain thinking back to the scene in American Pie where the boys are calling 'MILF'. I was now starting to also get a little bit erect and hoped my loose-fitting chinos would save my embarrassment.

Mrs Owens handed me a leather binder full of paperwork for the car then stepped past me to hit a button I'd not seen on the Porsche's sun visor that raised the garage door. The kimono rode up as she leaned into the low slung sports car and I had an unobstructed view of the neatly trimmed pussy topping off her nice legs. I only now noticed she'd also put on heels. This was teasing and I was taking it all in. She said something about having to keep the button pressed on this 'clicker' as it was a bit broken, thus meaning she stayed in this position without moving for about 20 seconds as the garage door opened up fully allowing bright sunshine to flood in. I managed to avert my gaze just in time as she stood, but I was now fully erect and knew I was badly tenting my trousers. I was using my clipboard to hide it but I think she knew because she gave a little chuckle for no other reason.

I asked if I could take the car out to see the paint better in the sun. She said better that she did it and she swung herself in, her legs gaping wide in front of me as she eased herself in; again giving me a full on view of her pussy, although from a new angle. I stepped aside as she reversed out of the garage, more smoke and rattles coming from the old engine and she stopped outside near my Mercedes.

"I love your car!" She said as she climbed out of the Porsche, her bare skin squeaking on the car's leather upholstery.

"It's very special to me." I admitted, and she made a jibe about not telling my wife or girlfriend. As I continued my inspection of the bodywork (yes the car!) we chatted and she told me it was a kind of gift to her from Sean Penn and that she had been part of the crew for a film he was doing, he selling it to her for much less than it was worth.

When I was done I said she could put the car away but that I'd like some pictures, which is something we always do. I stepped back, got out my iPhone and set the camera app running. I was about to take the picture but she was still standing next to the car. I said I would be taking some photos now and she smiled and said perhaps I'd like a couple with her in the shot, but I wasn't to post them on the 'internetworks or whatever it is.' I really wanted to and was caught in two minds, until she cajoled me into it. I put my clipboard down and used two hands for a steady image and as I snapped the first picture I knew now she would see I was hard under my trousers for sure; but it was too late now. I took about ten or twelve photos and she even changed poses a few times. I then suggested I get some pictures of the car that I could show our client and she moved away suggesting we might get a better price if she was in the shots. We had a laugh and I finished up.

I said I would be off and that I would be in touch with a price recommendation for her, but warned her that the $110,000 she wanted was way too high and to expect something closer to half that. That it had a provenance to Sean Penn might add a few thousand but I couldn't find any photos or information about him and the car together; something a potential customer might covet. I showed her in the history that the car had been owned by Orion Pictures movie studio, but not listed to Sean Penn specifically. I said that, whilst I had no reason not to believe her, it was a hard sell to make a prospective buyer pay extra when his name shows nowhere. She seemed sad about it and said she would wait for my report and then see what to do next. As I finished looking through the huge pile of old receipts and records Mr Owens came out wearing just a towel and shoes. Mrs Owens went over and said I was a 'mean boy' and thought their beautiful car was a 'hunk of junk.' He laughed and told me to ignore her, saying I likely knew more about it than she did. I said my goodbyes and drove back to the office, sneaking to the stall in the men's room on arrival to jerk off the erection that had hardly shrunk in the 45 minute drive back. I shot a huge load and had an amazingly satisfying orgasm as I looked at some of the photos of Mrs Owens.

The rest of the day was quite normal. It felt like a bit of dream had happened and now I was fully awake. At the end of the day I considered whether or not to describe my day to Penny, deciding I would as it was a fun anecdote. As I was making dinner Penny came in from work, and having showered and changed, came to chat with me. I explained the day and the situation with Mrs. Owens being naked, Mr Owens being nude as well, his huge penis and the rest of it, but left out the part about the photos of Mrs. Owens. It took a minute to convince Penny that I hadn't joined in the nudity, having admitted that it did cross my mind. I was quite surprised at how open Penny was to me being naked in front of others, even stating that provided I wasn't sleeping around it was fine. I filed away that bit of data and the conversation moved on.

Chapter 2 - My 'Enabler'

After dinner I said I was going to take a shower and Penny said she would come and chat to me while I did. Penny had a glint in her eye and I thought I was going to get lucky tonight as we went up to our room. When we went down the corridor Elena came out of her room and we nearly bumped into each other. I apologised saying that I thought she was out and she had given me a fright. She did her usual of calling me a "Pussy" and Penny said to her that I was going for a shower and that she was going to watch. Elena laughed at this and asked if she could come too. I said, "No" and Penny said, "Yes" at exactly the same time which made both girls laugh before Elena said that it would have to wait and maybe another time as she was already late for her date. I exclaimed it was just a joke anyway as Penny shoved me down the corridor, but I saw that Penny shook her head and mouthed to Elena, "It's not a joke!" But I knew they were messing? Elena bounded down the stairs a few seconds later, shouting back to us to have fun and not to wake the neighbours, a few seconds later the front door slammed shut.

I told Penny not to tease Elena like that as she struggled to keep a steady boyfriend and might think we were some kind of sexual perverts, swingers or something. Penny laughed and told me to shut up and strip for my shower. I started by pretending to dance like the film Magic Mike, but I clearly didn't have the moves and felt a bit of an ass. I stripped off the rest to my underwear, went into the en-suite bathroom, and turned on the shower. It was a special design, a feature that most people who saw it said was amazing. The shower was in a small open-ended room of its own about four metres deep and two metres wide. It had two shower heads in front that you could 'share' or aim in on each other to get a powerful blast, which is how it was most of the time. The left-hand wall was painted in a purple backed sunset mural, the end wall yellow and the side wall made from glass bricks. I stepped back out and removed my boxer briefs to a little clap from Penny who said, "Ooooh, nice buns!" as I stepped back in and under the powerful flow of water.

Although Penny had seen me nude many times it was slightly unusual having her stand there watching me shower, but it was quite exhilarating being her visual erotica. Penny said nothing for a bit and it was just the cooling water hitting me and splashing about in my ears, when a new sound caught my attention. I looked over my shoulder to see Penny taking photos on her phone. "Penn!" I shouted at her as I turned, covering my cock and balls with my hands. She apologized and rotated her phone, saying she knew how much I hated it when people took photos in portrait rather than landscape mode. I tried to say that wasn't what I meant, but she called me a 'meanie' and asked me to 'show her the goods'. I turned away and continued to wash my hair and rinse out the shampoo, but the situation was getting to me and I felt my cock rising to attention. It had had a flutter as we came upstairs, I guess my brain sending my cock a message that it might want to get itself organised for things to come.

"Are you too shy to have your photo taken Tony?" She asked. I told her you never knew who might see them, and she said for me not to be silly and that I was not a Hollywood star who would be all over the internet and gossip magazines.

She said I could photograph her another day at the beach so we could have each other's pics and therefore the security that would bring; berating me for being untrustworthy. I said we'd need to wait as I was nearly hard and she said that was even better! I was now 75% erect and I turned slowly towards her with more confidence than I knew I had in me.

"YAY!" she exclaimed as she began snapping many photos of me, directing me, posing me. I was under her spell and so I did as I was told. I was actually enjoying having my girlfriend photograph me, my cock nearly fully erect and the shower pounding at me.

"Grab your balls with one hand!" she said and I followed her instruction. She was really getting into it too, moving closer, the shower water now splashing at her bare feet and the hem of her pale summer dress.

Before too long I was fully hard and I was pulsing in my hand as I slowly stroked myself. I was horny as hell but having already cum once today was milking the fact I had better than usual stamina. Penny continued to direct me into poses and I complied, but eventually she just wanted me to jerk off until I came. I was enjoying it a lot and my erection was one of those that I call an 110%'er; hard but not rock hard, slightly larger than usual and slightly more sensitive.

I groaned I was close and she knelt on the floor where she was, more water splashing her dress and making it cling to her legs. I was happy to see her like this and I was just as turned on as when she was naked, maybe even more so for some reason. "Cum for me Tony..." She purred, and I soon obliged her with a powerful eruption that shot out and hit her waist, followed by another that hit her knee, and a third that oozed out of me. Not the gallons of cum you read in stories or see in porn, but a second orgasm of the day. I milked myself, forgetting I was getting my most intimate private moment recorded in pictures by Penny. I was past caring anyway now. I finished and went back under the water, not only to rinse the cum off myself, but also to get my composure back after an intense orgasm, one of the most intense I think I'd ever had.

Penny left the area and returned a few seconds later, the phone now gone. She came right up to me and hugged me, coming in close, her summer dress sticking to us both as we embraced in a long passionate kiss. I said her dress might ruin and she stepped back to reveal it had gone mostly transparent and that it was all she was wearing. She said she needed to rinse off my mess anyway so we can consider this a pre-wash. Her quick wit made us both laugh. Penny stepped back and out of sight as I finished showering the dirt of the day off myself, a feeling of contentment and sexual satisfaction running over me. Despite just having cum my cock was still fully engorged and 85% hard, the earlier scenario still running through my head and keeping my arousal alive.

Penny had dressed in one of my old T-shirts and lay diagonally across the bed as I came into our bedroom, my towel slung over my shoulder rather than my usual more conservative method of having it tied at the waist. Penny told me how much fun that had been and hoped I had it in me to go again. I had to confess that I was a little sore, admitting my earlier jerk off in the men's room at work. She laughed and called me a dirty boy before saying that she desperately needed relief and that I needed to do what had to be done. I quickly dried off as she lay there rubbing her bare legs together and squirming in front of me.

I climbed onto the end of the bed and pushed her legs apart to reveal her pussy in all its glory. She kept it neat, trimmed and shaved at the sides to give it an even look. Her pubic hair was a mix of reds, blondes and browns which I found exotic, very inviting, and I dove in face first. She was dripping wet and it wasn't from the shower. Her pussy tasted amazing and I lapped it up before I focussed on her clit, using my index finger and tongue together for more impact. I ate her out for a few minutes and then she asked to switch position so I lay down and she lowered herself onto me. She loved to grind herself on me while I licked her pussy, even though she knew it was harder for me to keep on point.

As you can imagine I was rock hard again and I felt Penny lean forward and plant little kisses on my sore cock. This was special as Penny didn't like to suck cock all that much. She hated the taste of cum in her mouth, so a blowjob was not the normal thing for me; not that this was classified as a blowjob but the tender kisses felt wonderful. It gave me the impetus to focus more and by pinching around her clit and rolling my tongue over the exposed bud, Penny was soon reaching an orgasm of her own. She shuddered and leaned forward to rest her head on my thigh as I teased her clit ever so gently, my experience of her knowing how sensitive Penny became after an orgasm.