I'm once again on the high ground surrounded by trees, the view between the surrounding wood, looks down to the golf course some 200 feet below. The slope between is at times precipitous, at others a gentle climb via easily navigable, if somewhat overgrown paths. The sun is shining its warm and pleasant with a clear azure blue sky, the occasional cloud obscuring and casting their shadows, before bright sunshine returns, as they gently drift across the landscape.
I've returned for one reason and one reason alone; to take all my clothes off and walk around naked once again! From the very first time I'd done it, I knew I'd not be able to resist the seductive power the whole experience had shown me! Heart racing, stimulating, temptation beyond any form of reason, I just was powerless to resist? On the walk up the lane, from my home, the anticipation had almost overwhelmed me, I'd even ducked through a hedge off the path, to stroke and caress my body at the edge of an open field, but had returned to the path, shirt buttons undone and now open, before finishing, partly for fear of being discovered?
Looking around, surveying my kingdom, I had no hesitation, slipping off my trainers, socks and then stripping off my shirt, throwing it to the ground, beside a stand of trees and small bushes, then slipping off my jeans and underwear with them.
Standing in bright sunshine fully naked, body warmed by the sun, my cock risen and the foreskin being forced back over its purple head by blood pressure alone, I felt like a king! Happier than I could ever imagine at that moment!
OMG, throbbing to my beating heartbeat, my penis was almost dancing in the air as I stepped across the plateau toward a path leading down into the wooded are beyond. As I walked my whole body thrilled to an exhilarating feeling of extreme excitement. Stepping down now, I looked back at my clothing, thinking, maybe I shouldn't be this far from my salvation, should I be discovered? But impetuousness took me by the hand and led me down the path between low bushes onto level ground below. To one side, a heavily wooded area, the other, less so, but definitely a lovely place to sample the delights of being naked. I had not a care in the world? Pulse racing I took hold of my cock and masturbated vigorously, I could feel my balls tightening at every stroke, my swelled shaft had tightened my foreskin around it, whilst the swollen head was now preventing the skin to easily roll over it and stimulate, but the feelings I was generating were just sublime! Whilst I rubbed back and forth I used the fingers of my other hand to lightly caress and stimulate the frenulum & corona of my glans! The feelings were incredible! I just could not hold out much longer, letting go with both hands I reached up to my nipples, stroked, pinched and twisted them and shot a stream of semen through the air in front of me, thick jets pumped and pulsed in arcs of pleasure, I felt amazing! Such delight and release of pent up sexual energy, blissful is an inadequate description, but nonetheless that how it felt.
I spent some moments regaining my composure, I leant against a tree, contemplating, a kind of meditation, surrounded by nature, feeling satisfied. I really didn't know how long I rested there, but I could hear birds singing and the gentle breeze rustling through bushes, even people calling in the distance, nothing was going to ruin my feelings of content.
Deciding to follow the path around to the other side of the little plateau I'd left my clothes on, I carefully negotiated my way past some stinging nettles, and resumed my naked walk! Spunk was dribbling from my cock, I wiped some from the end with a finger, bringing it to my mouth, stuck out my tongue as I walked and for the first time tasted my own cum! Remarkably it didn't taste of much? I was surprised! Various porn magazines I'd read indicated that it was anything between absolutely disgusting to salty and not that nice? Myself, being inquisitive, thought, OK, let's see if more will taste better? So stopping, I gathered the remains of the semen, squeezing my shaft, to milk out some more and licked my fingers once again! This time I tasted the saltiness, but there was more, the texture was an aspect of the taste too! It wasn't unpleasant, wasn't disgusting, it was smooth and had an other quality to it? Though then, I wouldn't mind tasting myself again? You might find this odd, dear reader, but I most certainly don't all these years later!
But I digress.
On reaching the other side of the little plateau, the path led two ways, up, toward my waiting clothes, or down toward another more wooded area.
I chose down, my nakedness was so enthralling for me, however I was being careful, eyes peeled, listening and watching for any signs of others walking the woods and open glades, I ventured further. Brambles halted my progress, backtracking some way, I took another fork in the path, this opened up to an area that was open to the golf course below. I could see players on a green and strolling along a fairway, a thrill sped through me, my cock once again beginning to throb!
Realising that if any of these people looked up the hill towards me, though I'd only be a small figure in the distance, I did wonder if they'd know I was naked? I heard voices further down the hill, from this distance they sounded like women, though I couldn't be sure? I turned and started to make my was back up the path, I hadn't realised I'd come this far? I was now some distance from my little sanctuary upon the plateau, where my clothes waited, completely naked with what appeared to be voices following me upward?