I have been sitting on the bench for several minutes, catching my breath after the run up here, looking at the scenery, lost in my own thoughts, when I suddenly hear the rustling sound of steps behind me. I turn around and see a woman walking towards me.
"Hey there," she says and smiles at me.
"Hey," I reply, hesitating a little, somewhat annoyed that the silence is over. She reaches me at the bench and stops almost right in front of me. I turn myself back straight and look up at her, shading for the sun with my left hand. She is not that tall, and have dark hair tied into a pony tail. She is wearing shorts, a skimpy t-shirt and sandals. Her tits are small; it seems like she isn't wearing a bra. She is tanned, or maybe just with a dark complexion. She flashes me a friendly smile.
"Sorry for interrupting you," she says. "But would it be okay if I sat down here on the bench with you for a while?"
"Sure, feel free!" I say and move myself a couple of inches closer to the edge of the bench to leave her more room. "I will be running shortly anyways."
"Don't hurry for my sake," she says while she pulls her t-shirt over her head and toss it on the grass. I look up at her in surprise. She is really not wearing a bra! Her breasts are so small that they stay in place without support. Her dark brown nipples are large and pointy. Then she sheds her sandals, unbuttons all the buttons in her shorts, tug the shorts down over her hips and toss them on the ground right next to her t-shirt. She is not wearing panties either! She has black hair covering her pussy and I realize that she hasn't any visible tan lines. I am sitting there completely stunned saying nothing while she sits down beside me as if her actions was nothing out of the ordinary.
"It's really a fantastic view from up here," she says. "You can easily see the mainland behind that small group of islands."
"Yeah..." I say, struggling to come up with something sensible to say. "Especially on a sunny day like today," I add without much imagination.
"I often go up here to work on my tan," she says and points: "I live in one of the houses down there. And you are out for run, you say?"
"Yeah, I live on the other side of the woods. Running up here is one of my favorite routes." I look at her shyly. She is beautiful, not just because of being naked. Her body is in good shape, curvy.
"Does it bother you that I am naked?" she asks with a questioning look.
"No, no... not at all!" I say, getting flustered that nakedness is no longer just a curious state of hers, but also something we are talking about. "On the contrary, I should say!"
"I am always naked when I am sitting here, tanning," she says seemingly not noticing my shyness. "Then I feel like I am a woman from the stone age, taking a break from all the duties of the settlement, stealing myself a bit of quality time up here on my own."
She spreads her legs a little and nudges the curls around her pussy, so the labia are now in full sunlight.
"What about you?" she asks and looks at me with her hand still in her lap. "Are you always basking in the sun wearing clothes?"
"Well... I actually do like to be naked in the sun," I say, trying in vain to take my eyes off her fingers lingering so close to her naked cunt. My cock has grown thick and long and is placed uncomfortably in my tight running shorts. I wonder how I should adjust my cock without being obvious about the cause of my actions.
"Sometimes I will sit for an hour or so at the nudist beach up north," I admit.
"Ah, yes," she replies. "I know that place. But it's always so crowded."
"Yeah, that's right, especially during the summer," I say. "Then it's better up here."
"You can drop your clothes if you like, you know, to keep me company," she says with a tiny laugh. "It feels better when there is a balance, don't you think?"
While I hesitate, she starts rubbing a finger up and down along the length of her outer labia. After a few strokes her labia parts and I can see the moisture on her pink inner labia glisten in the sun light.
"You must surely have got an erection by now, haven't you?" she says, sighing slightly while she presses her índex finger against her cunt. "It's okay with me if you get naked even though your cock is hard, you know. See, I have become aroused myself."
I am at a loss for words. But it seems even more ridiculous to keep my clothes on when she so thoroughly have figured out the state I am in. So before getting second thoughts, I hurry into a standing position and tugs my running shorts down. They get stuck on my shoes, so I sit back down on the bench and struggles to untie the laces. Finally I manage to kick off shoes, socks and shorts.
"So," I proclaim while resting against the back rest on the bench. "Now the balance have been reestablished."
"Great," she says. "Nice cock of yours."
I blush and don't know what to say. She is still stroking her cunt lips cautiously with her fingers. My cock twitches until it has grown fully hard, rising straight up towards my navel. The hairs around my cock is sweaty and I straighten them out with my fingers so they don't stick to my cock.
"You look good, too", I manage to reply.
"Mmm..." she says with a long sigh. "I am getting really horny..."
She puts her other hand on her tits. She squeezes them both and fondles the hard nibbles with her fingers. Then she moves her hand back down between her legs, spreading her cunt lips, and starts stroking her wet clitoris with a finger.
"I love masturbating here in the sun," she says. "You should try that, too! It seems like you need to..."
