Nudity the New Hobby Pt. 03

Chapter 13 – Party Invitation

I ate some of the leftover pizza cold for breakfast and went out into the back yard to feel the air on my body as I ate. I wondered around the fenced off garden and realised I'd never even done this barefoot before, let alone totally nude. Because of the bend in our road and how my house was perched slightly higher, nobody could see into our garden. I knew that from the bathroom window of Mary-Anne's parents' house you could see about three quarters of it, but it had frosted glass so somebody would have to open the window and lean out to see me. I'd done it a couple of times as a teenager to shout on my cousin or my grandparents. If you leant right out you could see the hot-tub and some of the deck area but you would likely fall out if you arched enough to see all of it.

I had left my phone on the outdoor table and as I walked around to the little defunct ornamental fountain I heard it play the familiar bells and whistles sound I had selected. I ran over to pick it up, tossing the pizza rind into the bushes for the animals to fight over, as I went. I looked at the caller display to see that it was a cell number, but not one I knew as it just showed numbers. I answered it with a "Hello?" expecting a cold caller or wrong number.

"Hi T. It's Mary-Anne." I said good morning and silently hoped we were just going to pretend last night didn't happen. She asked if I had slept well and wanted to know if I wanted to come over for a pool party of sorts at her place. I said I was planning on working on my car today as Penny wasn't back until tomorrow and I wouldn't have another weekend to myself for a month or more. Penny asked where I was and I told her I was in the garden. As we were speaking I had padded back out onto the grass and was drifting about, checking out the perfectly manicured garden that Mike maintained in lieu of some rent. The phone went dead and I heard a window creaking open over my shoulder.

"Oh good I can see you!" Maz said out of the bathroom window. She appeared to only be wearing a gown from what I could tell and it was doing a poor job of containing her massive tits. A lot of the soft pliable flesh was on show, every movement exposing more here and there, her body leaning out further and making more cleavage come into view as she spoke. I was sure the edges of her nipples were showing but it was likely fifteen meters and hard to tell for sure. We discussed the party and Maz told me she was going off for three weeks on a training exercise in Newport late Monday, that she wanted to let her hair down before she left. I asked who would be there and was told it would be two of her ship mates, a couple of college friends, Elena and Brad.

I eventually agreed and Mary-Anne told me to be there at 1500 hours and to bring beers or wine. Her window then closed, and she and her magnificent cleavage were gone. A moment later the window creaked open again and Mary-Anne shouted, "Nice dick by the way naturist boy!" and the window closed just as quickly as it had opened. I went inside and realised that with Penny away I'd need to sort out my own clothes for the first time in a week. I dressed and went on with my day. First the market to get more drinks, then the breakers yard to get what some used parts for my car I'd bought online and finished off by stopping for a haircut at a place I know that is open seven days a week. Once home I worked on my car in the garage, replacing the oil, changing filters and treating the under-sills with anti-rust paint. There was no rust to see but I wanted to get it covered before the rust set in and not to have to repair it later; lastly I fitted the dash trim pieces and replacement turn signal cover I'd get from the breakers yard.

By the time I had finished the rest of the pizza for lunch, tidied away my tools and washed the car it was 2pm so I went up to change ready for the party. I settled on a pair of smart knee length shorts, collared short-sleeve shirt and deck shoes. I put on some aftershave and went down to watch TV until it was time to go to Mary-Anne's. At spot on 3pm, fifteen hundred hours, I took the beers from the chiller and walked around to Mary-Anne's. I spotted Brads' orange mustang parked outside on the road and three cars I didn't recognise on the driveway so assumed I must be one of the last to arrive, everybody else being early. Mr and Mrs Fischer's Cadillac was missing so I assumed they were out. Music was just about audible and I thought I heard laughing and chatter.

I knocked on the door and waited a while but nobody came. I could hear voices out back so I went down the side where there is a gate, but it was locked. I shouted over, but again no response, so I called Maz on my cell to say I was here and she answered right away. She apologised saying they were being very noisy and she'd send somebody to let me in as she was serving drinks. I went back to the big wooden front door as requested to wait.

After a minute I heard the big bolts slam open and the door creaked open an inch. I saw Brads face peer around, as if checking it was indeed me, then he pulled it open. I looked down to ensure I didn't trip on the lip of the door and stepped into the large foyer area, saying "What's up Brad?" as the door closed behind me. I looked over to him and nearly dropped my beers. He was stood there totally naked, a confused look on his face. His dick is slightly bigger than mine, curled slightly to the left atop a huge pair of balls, everything clearly visible as he is totally shaved in the groin area, signs of recent razor burn visible at the top.

"Dude... What the fuck?" He said as I stood there looking at him. "Mary said you'd be naked too!" I shrugged and grunted a sound of equal confusion as he stepped closer. "Dude. Mary said you would be naked as you didn't wear clothes anymore, so the rule was no clothes for the guys and the girls can wear as much or as little as they like! I was to be naked so you'd feel more comfortable not being the only one naked. Did you not know the dress code, or have we been had?" I gave Brad a quick run-down of the basics of the last week and told him I was not at all surprised by this, though Mary-Anne had mentioned nothing about coming naked. I also pointed out that I had no intention of walking on our street naked. He said that Mary-Anne was expecting me to come via the back gate like I did as a kid. I told him our side it was blocked these days by a shed I used for car parts and tools that didn't fit in the garage.

"Anyway dude. You stripping off?" I asked who was there and he said there was Elena, Mary, two officer friends of hers, one a Marine MP, the other a women she graduated the Naval Academy with, (he explained that both are on the same ship as her). He went on to say there was a couple he didn't know but said he thought Mary went to college with the woman. Realising now Brad had said 'we' earlier when describing being naked. I asked if there was another guy and he said there was, the college friends husband, a British guy named Charles. "But is he nude?" I asked in a rush. Brad nodded the affirmative. Brad then pointed to four boxes in the corner of the foyer, each about the size of a small microwave with a U-Haul logo on, two filled with neatly folded clothes and topped with shoes. "That one's yours." Brad pointed at the 3rd in line and I realised that Maz had been a very busy girl preparing all this. I asked Brad who the 4th box was for but he shrugged and said he didn't know.

Chapter 14 – The Pool Party

Brad took the beers from me and I stripped off like I do at home, folding my clothes neatly and, like the other two boxes, topping it off with my deck shoes. Naked, I walked through the house to the back yard, butterflies in my stomach and a chill running down my spine. The kitchen opens out into the yard, the house unchanged in the few years since I was last here. I could see the other guests around the pool, but no second naked guy. Brad was stood with Elena who was wearing daisy dukes and a bikini top. Next to them was Mary-Anne who looked to be wearing a bikini top and an apron, her bottom half covered by the base of the apron. Sat on the lawn chairs next to the pool on the other side were two other women, the military ones I had to assume. One was a black woman, wearing a yellow floral summer dress. She looked strong and athletic with a severe haircut and the other was hidden from view. Despite moving about I couldn't see her. Sat on the edge of the pool was curvy woman, lots of visible tattoos, cute features and a mass of curly red hair, she also was in a summer dress only hers was in orange with black butterfly shapes. I then saw a head in the pool going up and down, likely doing lengths.

I looked back at the curvy woman and realised I knew her. She was a few years older now but this was unmistakably Jenny Pennington. Jenny shared classes with me in high-school and also went to the same college as I did. We'd hung out as teenagers quite a lot, usually as Maz being the link between us. Jenny had a reputation for being quite wild and willing to do anything for a bet. Despite having never witnessed this side of her, there were always rumours and stories, one of which was that she blew 7 guys in row to win a dollar, yes, just one dollar.

I saw Brad shake his head and point to the house. I was clearly taking too long and Maz started to walk to the house. I decided to wait for her and she came in through the doors with a Bud Light in each hand. "Oh good, you found the boxes!" I nodded as she handed me a beer. "Come out and meet the guys. We thought you'd run off home." She asked why I'd used the front door and I told her about my parts shed.

I took the beer and Maz took my other hand, leading me out into the hot sun and all the other guests. Elena saw me and she nonchalantly looked down at my dick then she turned back to her conversation with Brad. I figured she was still maybe mad at me, not that I really understood why. First we headed towards Jenny who stood up clumsily from the edge of the pool and met us half way. She gave me bear-hug of a cuddle and kissed my cheek as she explained how it was so good to see me, guessing out loud that it had been five or six years since we'd seen each other. Maz interrupted to say it was at her 18th birthday the last time we'd all been together. Jenny grabbed my naked butt for a few seconds than pulled away. "Well done you on the whole naked thing!" she said. I laughed and said it was actually my girlfriend's idea and she did an exaggerated 'oh really' before going on to say that her husband Charles also liked to please his woman with obedience.

'Obedience' I thought. This sounds like a kink-fest type word, not something associated with naturism at all. Jenny called "Charles!" over her shoulder and pretty much ordered him to come and meet me. Charles swam the last of his length and came out the steps at the front of the pool, the resistance of the water slowing him and creating exaggerated movements as his lower body came into view. As Brad had said, he was indeed naked too. He was over 6ft, very fit and muscular, like an athlete, with a thinning hair-line, well-groomed beard and strong legs. His penis, likely shrunken by the pool water was poking from a dark bush of pubic hair. He strode over confidently and introduced himself as Charles Archer-Pennington. We shook hands as Jenny released me from her grasp and took him by the hand. It felt weird to shake a man's hand whilst he was naked but he didn't seem to think anything of it. He chatted like this was no big deal, like the whole naked thing didn't even register with him.

Jenny told Charles a few short stories from when we were teenagers, like the time I set fire to the science lab having not read the instructions properly, then told him that I was the first guy she'd ever seen jerking off, adding the word wanking after as if translating from American into English. He laughed a typically British sounding laugh of recognition and said again that is was a pleasure to meet me. He asked if all pool parties in America were like this, with naked people all over the place. I corrected him to say naked men, he just laughed as said the night is young. I squeezed Mary-Anne's hand hard, aiming to inflict mild pain as we both knew that another secret was out.

Maz interrupted and said she needed to introduce me to the 'officers club' and we walked over to the two woman sat by the pool in lawn-chairs. Jenny said she'd catch up with me later then told Charles he should go and finish his laps, adding that she didn't want him getting porky from too little exercise. I thought that was rich coming from her. Jenny had always been a bit overweight ever since I knew her. She was the one that always had an extra burger and McDonalds and a pizza to herself when we ordered it. She wasn't horribly overweight, but probably 210lb, 5ft,8, very cute features with bright green eyes, wild curly red hair that tumbled over her shoulders and plenty of tattoos on her arms and legs.

As we walked over I slowed her with a tug of my arm and with quite an angry hushed tone asked her how many other friends had seen me jerking off. "Just a couple!" she replied cheerily. As we got within a couple of meters of the two women described as 'The officers club', they both stood in unison like an admiral had just walked in. Maz, still holding my hand, introduced me to them both as her kinky neighbour, Tony. She went on to say I was the one who inspired her naked boys pool party idea. Both were stood rigid as if at 'attention', and Mary-Anne had to ask them to relax a little and look after me as she went to get everybody fresh drinks.

"Hi." Was all I could muster as the closer woman stepped forward with her hand out and we shook hands. She told me her name was Maxine, but to call her Max. Up close her mocha colour skin was flawless, she wore no make-up but for lipstick from what I could see and I thought her dark eyes, small chest and high cheekbones made her look almost like a model. She looked strong as an ox and not to be messed with though. The other woman said she was Kayla, as she spoke to me there was no pretence at all that she was looking me over, head to toe, lingering on my groin and eventually meeting my eye. I said hello and tried to get Kayla's attention, "So you are in the Navy too Kayla?" She said she was an Ensign on board the Gipper, the same as Fischer (Mary-Anne). I said I'd not heard of the USS Gipper and the two women laughed. "We call our ship 'Gipper' but it's the USS Ronald Reagan." Maxi informed me. I asked if she was on the same ship and she explained that she was a Navy Cop and that only the bigger ships carried MP's aboard usually. She said she was there on the ships last deployment but could be stationed anywhere, currently though she worked on 'the base'.

Kayla was a tall blonde with a lean body and long limbs. She had probably C cup tits that were held in place by a light collared shirt tied in the middle rather than buttoned. This was a classic poolside look I decided and it exposed her flat muscular belly. Under was a short white skirt and she wore white heels. She asked me if this was normal to come here naked for a pool party and I recounted a brief overview of the last week as I had to Brad earlier. Both girls laughed when I finished with, "and then Brad opened the door naked!" They both asked if I was not a bit self-conscious or embarrassed and I said I was for about thirty seconds, but I've learned very quickly that it's easier to go with the flow. I asked if they had come alone or brought along boyfriends. They both again laughed, and for a moment I wondered if they were a couple and I had just put my foot in my mouth. Kayla said she was single and that Maxi was always single, that she was 'married to the corps'.

Just then Charles came over to join us, glass of white wine in hand. He asked the girls how they were and if they needed a 'top-up' on their drinks. Both said they were fine and he asked if they were planning a coup. I guess it was British humour and we didn't get it. Maxi asked him if the water was cold, looking at his dick as she said it. He admitted it was actually okay and saw she was looking at his dick. Despite only showing maybe only two inches or less, he confidently said, "You mean this little chap?" pointing at his groin. "Sadly he's a grower, not a show'er, but don't worry, when action stations are called he gets the job done." Coming from his British accent it gave the whole thing an air of assurance and control. He went on to say he played a lot of 'Rugger' (Rugby) and that 'Rugger Blokes' got their dicks out all the time after a few beers. Being naked no longer bothered him.

Maxi then complimented him on the rest of his body, pointing out his broad muscular chest and strong legs. He thanked her for the compliment and he returned kind words about her appearance which made her smile. Charles asked them if they fancied a skinny dip with him, but both said they were quite happy keeping their clothes on. Again, he said that the night was yet young and left us, stating he needed to check to see if the other ladies needed a top-up. I noted he never asked if I needed more to drink.

I chatted to the girls a little longer and they explained their jobs on board the ship, much of which was done using Navy acronyms and slang. I nodded a lot, gestured I understood and soon in return I was telling them about my work. Before I knew it I'd been there 25 minutes, realising I had no sunscreen on and my skin was starting to burn. I said to the girls I needed to put sunscreen on as I was burning and they said Jenny had a big bottle of it. I excused myself and walked over to where Jenny was talking with Brad and Elena. I politely interrupted and said that I needed sunscreen and was told that she was the one to see about getting some.

Jenny in turn excused us and all but dragged me towards the shaded side of the pool house and a small table that was next to it, on which sat a huge purse and some shopping bags. Jenny fumbled around in the purse and pulled out what indeed was a large bottle of SPF 20 waterproof tanning oil. I put my hand out to receive the bottle but Jenny held onto it and suggested she do my back and shoulders first. I was a bit apprehensive of having her do this, mostly because I was totally naked, but realised it was the sensible thing to do so I said okay and turned around to face the pool and deck area. Elena saw me looking over and our eyes met. She gave a little wave and a smile, and I hoped that meant she was no longer mad at me.

Jenny fumbled about and I heard oil gurgling out of a container, then I flinched as the cool oil was pressed onto my shoulders which made Jenny laugh a little. I shuffled about again as the globules slid down my back. "Hold still!" she demanded.

Starting at my shoulders she slowly covered me with the slick oil being careful not to miss a single inch. I felt she was moving slower than was necessary and it felt quite nice on my back as she massaged more oil into me. Jenny moved slowly as she moved lower to the base of my spine and I was actually enjoying the feeling a lot. As she continued to massage in the oil her hands slid around my sides and moved up higher until my upper arm stopped her movement. Jenny grabbed my wrists and pulled up my arms to ninety degrees, like I was about be searched by a TSA officer. I heard more oil being squeezed from the bottle and, starting at my shoulders, she oiled up my left arm, followed by my right. Her actions on my arms, whilst not sexual, were sensual and I felt my dick stir as she enveloped my wrist.

"Thanks Jenny." I said as she let go of my wrist. I turned to finish the rest of me but she grabbed my upper arm and spun me back to where I was, stating she wasn't done yet. I said I could manage the rest myself but she said I could get a bad sunburn and, following the sound of another squirt of oil, she knelt down and started on the back of my right ankle, moving up to my calf and then did the other leg to the knee. I felt her moving higher this time and she pressed into my lower leg, telling me to part my legs a little. I saw Maz coming over and she asked if I was okay or if I needed another drink. I said I'd get one when I was done here and she looked down at Jenny with a smile. Maz then watched me spread my legs a little.