Nudity the New Hobby Pt. 05

Chapter 22 - Return to Blacks

I awoke on the next day (Friday) and contemplated my options for the day. I looked at the weather, a small part of me hoping that the weather forecast was going to be full of rain, clouds or at least coastal fog. But it was showing sunny and hot all day. At least I was going to be able to work on my all over tan and get more comfortable with being naked at the beach. I had errands to run but nothing that couldn't wait. I was already noticing the white bits fading from the tanning I got last weekend. I packed a bag with plenty of water, sunscreen, a classic car magazine, the latest Jack Reacher paperback and stopped off for a Subway turkey ham foot-long for lunch on the way. I walked the trail again and thought to whether I would see Grace and Brittney or JC and Pip when I got there. I also guessed that being a Friday it would be quieter than the weekend. I parked up, collected my bag of stuff and after negotiating the downwards trail I eventually got to the little valley that told me I was almost at the naturist beach, then I was moving from the path onto the sand and into the naturist area.

As I suspected it was quieter, but still pretty busy in places. The whole beach was scattered with people but I decided to check things out and walked near the waters' edge and along the naturist area before selecting my spot the day. There were a couple of hundred people there, about seventy percent of whom were men. People were scattered about but there were big clusters of people where a naked female or couple lay, a band of onlookers having set themselves up nearby to get a look in. Once I reached the end of the naturist area, another valley in the cliffs creating an easily identifiable marker, and near to where I had met the two women last time. I moved closer to the cliff-face to a higher level on the beach and strolled back to where I had come onto the sand.

I felt like a pervert strolling about fully clothed so decided to stop and setup my little slice of beach in a relatively secluded spot but not so far from others that I felt alone. I laid out the yoga mat I had stolen from Penny's gym bag, put a thick towel over and began to strip off. I felt like every man woman and seabird was watching me undress again, but in reality there were just a few curious glances. I got down to my shorts and socks then sat down to remove them, having not bothered with any underwear today.

I pulled off my socks, then I took a deep breath and slid my shorts down and off, swinging my buttocks off the ground one at a time to facilitate it. I pulled up my knees involuntarily to hide my groin and stuffed my clothes into my bag, rolling up my other towel to use like a pillow. I took out my sunscreen and viewed up the people around me as I applied it all over. It somehow felt different to when I had gone naked last time I couldn't nail down quite how, the weekday vibe felt less diverse.

I realised I was going to have a problem adding sunscreen to my back. Pip had done it last time and it never occurred to me about doing again, but I reckon I made a good job of it, preying I didn't miss any, contorting my back and arms to a point where I must have not missed any. Had I not been naked I would likely have found a nearby person to assist as I've often done that on a regular beach, but this environment still had me guarded and I was worried. I guessed that if I asked a man he'd think it was a come on and that I was gay; whereas if I chose a woman she'd think I was just some kind of sex pervert. Where was a kindly middle-age woman when you needed one.

I rolled onto my front, shifted a couple of larger creases from my towel to make it comfy and reached for my classic car magazine. It was only 11am but the sun was high and at a perfect temperature in the mid to high 70's. As the time flew by the beach began to get busier, more people came and soon people were setting up right close to where I was. On my left a couple, she a petite Asian girl with perky tits who was wearing a very figure hugging white one-piece swimsuit, he a large black man in board-shorts, his shaved head glistening in the bright sunshine and his large mirrored sunglasses casting flickers every time his head turned in my direction.

Behind me, but ahead of me to where I was looking due to being on my front, was a muscular man who I guessed to be about 50, but who clearly went to the gym. He would stand up and walk up and down the beach showing off his all over tan and large swinging dick. You could tell he was a regular as every now and then he'd stop and chat to some guy then continue his strutting.

Then I heard the crunch of feet on dry crusted sand to my right and I could tell people were setting themselves up. "Here's a nice flat spot and exactly halfway between the cliff and the sea." It was a female voice and I looked over. There were two young women both with their backs to me; one quite tall (for a girl) with long legs on show, tight denim shorts, lean athletic body, white T-shirt and large rucksack full of stuff. Her short blonde hair looked natural but it was hard to tell as she wore a baseball cap. The other girl was shorter, long red hair and was already wearing a modest bright red bikini; ample breasts curving out either side of her body as she moved. I was staring and so adjusted my sunglasses so that I could watch them strip off out of the corner of my eye yet be less obvious.

The girls were talking but I could only hear the occasional words because the sea against the beach and a light breeze was making it hard to eavesdrop. They seemed to be taking forever and I could see many of the other single men on the beach were looking, also hoping to watch them strip off and expose their naked flesh. I looked over to my left and watched the couple there stand up and slowly wonder towards me, he was clearly watching the girls on my right. Once a few feet away he said hello and asked if I was going to be here a while, was I local, had I tried the water etc. We chatted as his lady friend just smiled and looked on. I kept taking quick glances at her dark nipples, their perky outline visible enough her tight suit. Her breasts were small; just big enough create an overlap on the underside, her light brown skin flawless. I hoped my sunglasses hid my eyes from this blatant ogling. Once he had gauged me he asked me if I would watch their stuff whilst they went for a swim in the sea. I happily obliged, they both thanked me and they strolled down to the water hand in hand; her pert buttocks were womanly but barely moving as she walked. In my head I shouted at them. "THIS IS A NUDE BEACH PEOPLE... GET NAKED!"

Once they were beyond where I could see without turning around I looked back over to my right where Donna and Nikki were finishing off laying out their beach mats and towels... I did a double take... Donna and Nikki were girls I knew, girls I'd been friends with in college and been 'friended', girls I'd flirted with, girls who were still in their clothes, though now Nikki was out of her shorts and T-shirt and wearing an equally modest pink and grey camo pattern bikini. I flicked my head away hoping they wouldn't spot me, here, naked, exposed.

My first thought was that this was no coincidence, that Mary-Anne had called them up and suggested they come and seek me out; or worse, that there was stuff about me all over social media and the entire female year from college was out see my penis. I then realised that it was a stupid thought and that there was no way Mary-Anne would know I was here.

A bit of background here. Donna, the busty red-head and Nikki the tall athletic (San Diego County swimmer) were best friends since they could remember. Everybody knew that where one was the other wouldn't be far behind. They both lived near me growing up and I saw them regularly through College but we'd not kept in touch since I left UCSD. Both were popular, confident and had reputations as cock teases. Nikki was well known for entering the boys changing rooms at swim meets to sneak a peek at the male swimmers in the showers, something that she did often but for which nobody ever complained to staff about; but the one time a guy from her team did the opposite Nikki had reportedly complained and he got in big trouble, nearly getting kicked out of college!

I had many classes with Donna as we both were doing similar majors in engineering, though she specialised in the aerospace side. Nikki I knew was doing something in visual arts but I only knew her through Donna. I recall they were nice enough to me but knew I wasn't confident and would play to that, often getting me to dutifully do the lions' share of work in extra credit activities. Such as the concept plan 'we' did to create a flying car. It was a big project with 10% of our marks being able to be carried into our majors. I think Donna contributed the name of the vehicle and lollipops to hand out in class during the presentation. All the rest was me. Donna had also dated one of my best friends so I'd see them through him. He used to marvel at her 32D's and how firm they were but how he never had full sex with her as she was making him wait. They broke up before they went all the way.

With my memories caught up I looked over where they were now both stood lathering on sunscreen, particularly Donna whose fair skin probably needed a factor 30 or more. I could see guys watching as Donna and Nikki did each other's backs then sat cross legged on their little bit of beach. I would dart little looks in their direction and could see them just watching the naked people (mostly men) and talking in hushed tones, occasionally munching on grapes and drinking wine from clear plastic cups as they did so. Donna was closest to me and so Nikki was mostly out of my eye-line.

I was desperately trying to avoid them seeing me, hoping that they wouldn't stay long and I could avoid them, or perhaps they would go for a swim and I could move to the other end of the beach away from them. I was praying for them to strip off their bikinis. Every straight man was, but it didn't look like they had any intentions of doing that. I then recalled Nikki's reputation for perving on naked swimmers in the showers and figured she was here for more of the same.

I'd now been on the beach an hour and knew I had to roll over to give my back a break from the relentless sun beating down on it. I was caught in a catch 22. Do I burn or flip over and be visible to Donna who would no doubt recognise me and come to say hi, at which point she'd see me naked. I did tell myself that so many of my peers from college has seen me nude it was possibly no big deal, but Nikki was a girl I has lusted after for 3 long years.

Twice I had to quickly turn my head away from Donna as her head swung slowly this way, her yes hidden behind a pair of designer sunglasses. Donnas' curves looked amazing in that bikini. She was a little bit chubby but always had been and it was a good look for her, it suited her and you would certainly not say she was fat. Her shape was very similar to Jenny's, not only do they have similar body shapes, their hair colour and attitudes, walk and silhouette were also similar. As I looked over her I remembered that in college it wasn't uncommon for them to be mistaken for sisters or even each other.

I had my face buried in my classic car magazine but I wasn't reading it, my head was buzzing with what ifs and fears. On the one hand I really liked them both, I'd asked Nikki out on a date but been declined as she was trying to focus on her swimming and college work and didn't want distractions, thankfully something she said to 4 or 5 others. I knew they were cool but also knew I most certainly was not cool. I was the nerdy one who they used for tech support and who would leave parties early if there was a test the next day. I felt like I knew everything and nothing about them. The only thing I was pretty sure about was the rumours of them being a 'couple' were totally bullshit.

Chapter 23 - Unexpected reunion

I was woken from my brain daze by something hitting the beach less than a foot away on my right, an ice cube it turned out to be, which caused me to turn my head instinctively and that's when it happened.

"It is Tony, I knew it was! TONY, TONY... it's me Donna, oh and Nikki too! TONY!"

BUSTED! I looked at her like a deer in headlights as she called my name again, now with Nikki kneeling up to see over Donna and also look at me. I smiled and lifted my torso up to engage with them. I said hi and asked how they were, how long it had been, how nice the weather was and other bullshit. Donna eventually got up and tentatively walked over doing that awkward walk a hot sandy beach demands, the high sun casting a short shadow of her curvy figure.

"HOLY FUCK TONY! What the fuck are you doing here?"

"Still have a foul mouth I see!" Was my only response but I was buzzing as to the next step in our little reunion. Donna stood right over me, so I was contorted over to look up at her because she was so close.

"You not going to give me a hug? What's it been, four fucking years?"

Now what? I was now in a lost situation and I had to relent to her. Perhaps it was the best thing, like ripping off the band aid, becoming a confident nudist and being comfortable in my body was becoming second nature now anyway. I had one of those nervous internal shudders, but inside I was thinking that I needed to play it cool, the difference between this encounter and the last was that Brittney and Grace were strangers. These two I knew well. One thing on my mind was that the nervous energy might have had a negative effect on my dick. I just couldn't tell.

"Well don't be rude, get up and give me hug you dopey fool!"

Donna was commanding in her tone like it was an instruction, not a request and she wasn't going to want to repeat herself. I looked up again and she squatted down right in front of me, her knees spreading wide, her pussy right there, just a few feet away but covered by a wide layer of red swimsuit. She had come down so she could whisper to me.

"Holy shit, those two just look wrong together. How does that even work in the bedroom?"

As she said it she pointed casually over my other shoulder where I could hear the sound of people walking up the beach. I turned, rolled over and sat up in one swift motion, pulling my knees up and together as I did so making it near impossible for Donna to have 'seen' anything. It took a second for me to let my eyes adjust to the additional brightness but I soon saw what she was talking about. Coming up the beach was the petite Asian girl and the big black man. And he was big! The woman was carrying his board-shorts in her hand, her body almost fully on display as her wet swimsuit was near transparent. She had a clearly visible strip of dark bush and the nipples were now so clear it was like a wet T-shirt contest. He was swinging as he walked up, naked now but for his flip-flops, an incredibly girthy penis of about 9 inches. 'Thanks buddy for showing me up!' I thought to myself.

Donna and I watched as they both came back up to their spot again. He came right over to me and said thank you for looking after his stuff, giving Donna a sly smile as he spoke to me which suggested she had been caught looking at his dick? The Asian girl also smiled as she passed and I got a real good look at her naked yet covered body, the board-shorts held tight in her hands. Donna moved so she was more in front of me. She asked if I had seen anything like it. I said I'd never seen such a see-through swimsuit, no. She kicked me in the shin gently and scolded me stating it wasn't what SHE was talking about and I knew as much! This was followed by a few seconds of awkward silence. Donna put her arm out and forwards indicating a hug was needed and so I relented and stood up to hug her.

As soon as I was upright her eyes went straight to my penis. I in turn looked down to see my own penis hanging there, a mere minnow compared to what had just walked past. She gave me a sly grin as our eyes met briefly before my head went over her left shoulder for the hug. I had stood in at an angle so our bodies didn't touch, thinking this to be the respectful thing to do, but she countered and came in tight pulling us together, skin on skin. Because of my height compared to her I could feel the root of my penis pressed into her abdomen, her magnificent breasts were squished into my lower chest and it felt amazing. We stayed like this a few too many seconds and I felt a stir, my penis coming back to life and likely sitting beyond its natural length; but I did not want it going further than that. Despite recent events, the embarrassment would kill me dead! I pulled away and as I did so Donna grabbed my hand and started to lead me over to Nikki who was sat up watching. As we neared she too stood up and arms came out for a hug. She was giggling as I approached and I gave her a stern look. It was a kind of autopilot thing to do.

"You look like you are in pain walking on that hot sand. It looks so undignified. That's what is funny!" She said. I was having to lurch across the sand like it was hot coals as I'd not had a chance to put my beach shoes on. My bobbing left and right had made Nikki giggle, well at least I hope it was why! I came in for the hug. As we are similar heights and she has much smaller breasts there was less of the problem I'd had with Donna but it was nice to feel so much skin on skin with another hot woman, yet in a way that would not upset Penny.

As I pulled away the three of us stood in limbo for a few seconds then in sync we all laughed. I was grateful as it broke the tension I was feeling and made me feel at ease with them again after all this time. The girls demanded I come and sit with them so I went over to collect up all my gear from where I was set. Once I had my beach shoes on I was able to do it in a clumsy 2 trips avoiding the hot sand, the girls having parted their towels and moved away from each other to create a suitable gap between them intended for me. I laid out all my gear as I had previously had it but now was bumping towels with my two friends and I was totally naked and they were not! I am generally a fairly confident person, say in the workplace, but I realised that if it was not for the last two weeks, I would have immediately covered up when I saw the girls. I am now more comfortable and accepting of my situation and being naked with others.

Once settled in we chatted for a bit, reminiscing about old times, things we'd done; people we'd not seen in years and places we'd been. I told them about living with Penny and both said they thought they knew who I was talking about, but perhaps Penny didn't mix in the same groups as them. I also told them about being at a party with Mary-Anne and Jenny recently, avoiding giving them the full details.

Nikki was now an artist, mostly doing graphic design but also doing contract pieces and some photography. Donna was flying high for a company designing and making drones for the Air Force. Her role had her being the boss of nearly a hundred designers and engineers. Soon Donna asked why I was here and I told her about having a day off; but she interrupted me to say why HERE, the naturist beach. I told her I had wanted to try it but had only just plucked up the courage to do it. I told them about my visit a week before then asked in turn why they were HERE. Nikki said that Donna brings them both down whenever possible to ogle the naked guys and work on their tans. Nikki went on to tell me Donna was a bit of a pervert when it came to naked men, but that she would always bottle it if one came to speak to her. Donna claimed it was because the ones who had the confidence to come and speak to them were usually too old and or creepy. Nikki went on to say Donna was very picky with men. They had to have a certain look, not too tall, not too short, not too thin, not too fat, not to smooth, not too hairy, not to 'small', not too 'big'... etc. Donna then back-tracked the conversation to state that it was actually Nikki that had decided this was the place to come and 'people watch'. I think this was more than likely true!