Hayley's Nude Visit

Please see Part 1 for background and days 1 & 2.

DAY 3

The next morning we drove the 30 or so miles down to the coast- the Costa Tropical- to visit Hayley and Dan at their rented villa.

Katya picked me up from outside Mum & Dad's house. I did my usual bit of fooling about- I like to pretend that I'm a naked hitchhiker, thumbing a lift. I was standing a short distance up the road from my house. I was completely naked except for a pair of sneakers on my feet and a small beach bag slung over my shoulder.

On a previous occasion, again standing there nude, I mistook a similar looking car for Katya's; a complete stranger stopped and offered me a lift! Another time a new neighbour from opposite walked up to me to check I was OK!

This time I was picked up by Katya without incident. She was in low riding black Lycra shorts and a cropped pink cotton t shirt. No bra- very daring for her, she looked great. I knew those tight Lycra shorts would be giving her a spectacular cameltoe.

It's always a stomach-churning moment when we set off for a distant destination and I'm completely without access to any clothing. It's a curious mix- my pussy starts to tingle, I can feel the wetness start and extra sensitivity in my clit, but I feel a bit sick and I'm wracked with nerves and embarrassment. I'm such a conflicted, contradictory mess!

We buzzed along the backroads in Katya's little yellow hatchback until we reached the main road down to the coast. Katya asked about my money (she always ends up paying for me when I'm naked!) I had my bank card in my beach-bag but I'm always worried about losing it. I do have a small plastic pouch to put it in (and my mobile 'phone), attached to black elastic which I can attach to my wrist or ankle. I use that if I'm going to the village shop in the nude or in just a t shirt, but at the beach it's likely to get wet.

In the car Katya and I were discussing a post she'd read on X about a girl in the UK who'd been out to bars / clubbing in a dress with no pockets and no underwear. She'd put her card / money in her vagina! But too far up and she'd had to go to A&E (Emergency Room / ER) to get the notes (bills) extracted by a nurse!

We agreed my bank card (and even my 'phone) would fit inside me but it would be uncomfortable. Plus it would be a bit of a shock for a shop person if I produced my means of payment magically from between my legs! We imagined if someone called me and my pussy started ringing. We agreed the 'vibrate' signal could be quite fun though!

Then we discussed Hayley & Dan, and whether Hayley would be naked when she answered the door. She'd sent me 4 or 5 naked selfies in the past 24 hours, which was a bit out of character for her back in the UK. She'd either been drinking or was carried away on a holiday high.

I bet Katya €10 that Hayley would be nude when she answered the door. I didn't tell her about the naked selfies (or the ones I'd sent her back...).

Driving around naked where we live up in the hills is one thing; no-one to see me for the most part. But I'd forgotten how busy and wide the roads get nearer the coast. Plus Katya's car has no aircon so we had the windows open (and they're not tinted anyway).

On the big dual carriageway roads, anything alongside that is higher (e.g. SUVs, vans and trucks) could very clearly see that I wasn't wearing any clothes. Plus I had nothing at all to cover up with, the towels were in the back of the car.

Katya was worried about causing a dangerous distraction to other drivers, so I put my legs together with feet up on the dash and folded my arms over my flat chest. But I was secretly enjoying it, the warm wind on my body, and of course my tingly pussy betraying my arousal by creating a slippery puddle on the seat. Luckily the seats are plastic / vinyl, not fabric. Katya keeps a box of tissues in the glovebox for that reason; without a clean-up I'd sometimes be sliding around in my own wetness. Dad keeps a towel on the leather seat of his big posh car for the same purpose.

We found the villa; it was in a much more densely packed part of the Costa Tropical than we'd expected, surrounded by other villas. I was nervous getting out of the car without any clothes on and walking up to their door. There were lots of people around and I felt excruciatingly embarrassed and exposed.

Katya knocked on the door. They took ages to answer and I seemed to be standing there with my bare bottom facing the busy street for an eternity. I looked straight ahead at the blank door and tried not to think about the dozens of random passers-by would be feasting their eyes on my brazenly naked body.

Eventually Hayley answered the door, she was wrapped up in a big fluffy white towel. Hence I lost my bet, I owed €10 to Katya.

Hayley's first words were shouted to Dan somewhere in the background, "That's €10 you owe me Dan!" Clearly Hayley had bet him I'd turn up in the nude!

Dan emerged wearing shorts & t shirt and looked me up and down and shook his head, "Didn't you bring ANY clothes?"

I responded with, "No, not a stitch, I hate the clinging feeling of clothes, especially in this hot weather."

Dan's gaze alternated between my tiny exposed boobs (with their disproportionally huge nipples) and my bare, bald pussy with its protruding inner labia. He responded with, "Well come inside then, before you get arrested!".

I reminded him that you can't get arrested for being naked in Spain. Dan said it's just as well, or Hayley would be in prison by now.

We went out onto the veranda at the back of the villa and sat down. Hayley went off inside to make cups of tea (very English!) and came out again with a tray full of cups, plates, biscuits (cookies) and a teapot. The towel was now tied round her waist and her magnificent bare breasts swayed and jiggled as she walked up. She put down the tray and gave out the plates and cups.

Hayley sat down with us. The sun was directly on her as she undid the towel from around her so she was sat on it, her midriff now uncovered. I silently admired her smooth, hairless, lasered pubic mound. The top of her divine pussy slit was exposed, with just a hint of clit hood. But her most enchanting sexual feature, that little tongue of aberrant inner lip, was concealed between her closed legs.

I felt a bit of a freak as I opened my legs and reached between them, adjusting my insane pussy flaps to make them comfortable. They'd got a bit twisted and tight as I'd sat down. Dan watched with interest, I'm sure he'd never seen anything like it, since yesterday at least!

I was surprised how closely surrounded their yard was by other villas. One to the left; where the pair of young couples with the pool were staying (where Hayley had swum naked yesterday), and another to the other side which seemed to be empty.

At the end of their yard was a 5 storey block of holiday apartments, all with balconies overlooking Hayley & Dan's villa. The balconies were all empty at that moment, but I could imagine Hayley having quite a potential audience. I sort of understood why Dan had got so wound up about her strutting around naked earlier.

We chatted for a while, it seemed Dan had calmed down from their previous falling out, or was at least being amenable in front of us. He briefly went back inside to fetch more snacks. Hayley took that opportunity to confide that since she'd been up at our place she'd got the 'bug' for being nude.

Hayley said the sense of freedom and feeling of the sun on bare skin was addictive and intoxicating. Sentiments I wholeheartedly agreed with. She told us she'd stopped wearing anything in and around the villa. She said Dan had been a pain; uptight and worried about her being seen.

I was surprised by Hayley's relaxed attitude to being seen naked by strangers. The last time I'd spent significant time with her was at university. We used to hang out together all the time, at her place or mine.

I was naked in our university accommodation more often than not, irrespective of her / my housemates or guests. I needed to have my nude time after suffering each day in clothes at university lectures and tutorials etc. It was only in my final year that I found a sympathetic and free-thinking lecturer who would let me be naked in his tutorials.

Back then Hayley would only take all her clothes off if we were alone together. In those days she hid her 'bits' (as she called them) behind a thick black bush. Now she was waxed smooth, nothing left to the imagination. So hot.

When I asked her about her new-found sense of naked freedom she said it was partly my influence over the years but also something about this part of the world. She'd felt her inhibitions lifting as soon as the 'plane had landed. She summarised her new outlook as, "So what if people want to look at my naked body, what harm does it do? No-one has complained!"

Hayley and Dan's big fight earlier had been when Dan had returned from the store to find Hayley naked in their neighbour's pool. At that time there were several people on the balconies of the flats opposite watching her. They certainly weren't complaining! But Dan was raging.

When Dan returned with the snacks I noticed he kept looking between my legs. I looked down and realised they had drifted apart, with my pussy lips stuck to my inner thighs. This had pulled me open. Dan now had a clear view up inside the bright pearlescent pink entrance to my vagina. My big pink clitoris was now exposed. I held back the urge to snap my legs shut. Instead I smiled back at him, noticing he was visibly having some difficulty controlling the contents of his shorts.

We talked about going down to the beach, but I would have had to walk naked for about a mile through a busy shopping street. There were so many people around. I could have coped, I've done things like that before. Plus I had Katya, Hayley & Dan as support if things got difficult, but Katya said it would be best to drive.

Hayley went inside the villa and re-emerged wrapped in a big yellow beach towel which I assumed covered a bikini or swimsuit.

We all crammed into Katya's little car. It's a 2 door so I scrambled into the back first, realising too late that I was giving Hayley and Dan (plus half the street) a big flappy pussy display from behind.

We drove to a quieter end of the seafront to park. There were only a few people on this bit of the beach, so I felt OK as we picked out a nice spot near the edge of the sea.

I always relax when I'm at the seaside. I've never worn anything to the beach in my entire life. That was becoming awkward in the UK before we moved to Spain 17 years ago. Emigrating to Spain back then was such a revelation and liberation for me. No-one seemed to bother that I was sans-swimsuit, even when I was the only one naked.

On the beach there were just a few older couples, and some families scattered around. No-one seemed to particularly notice my nudity. It was brilliantly sunny but with a gentle cooling breeze from the sea. Just perfect for a factor-30 clad pale English girl like me.

Hayley and Katya had both packed bags with beach towels. Katya extracted and unfurled our two, and then Hayley pulled out a towel and gave it to Dan. The three of us sat in a row facing the sea.

Hayley was still standing, tightly wrapped in her towel. I was wondering why she didn't just take it off and lie down on it like the rest of us. When she did sit down she still had the towel round her and seemed frozen. I began to suspect she might not have anything on underneath, and had maybe pushed her nerve a bit too far.

Katya seemed to sense Hayley's predicament too. Looking across at her, and giving me a nod and a knowing look, Katya reached across her tummy and pulled her pink t shirt up and over her head, making her topless. So far so normal, she is topless quite regularly to sunbathe.

But then Katya did something she very rarely does on a public beach. With a deep breath she hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her Lycra shorts. In one smooth move she rolled herself backwards, legs in the air, wriggled her shorts down her hips, over her thighs, off her legs and feet and tossed them to one side on the sand. She sat back up, now fully naked, and turned to Hayley.

But Hayley was still sat rigid, looking over to Dan, who looking back at her, shaking his head slowly from side to side with a big frown on his face.

Then Katya did something else unexpected. She jumped up, spectacularly naked, grabbed my hand, and shouted, "Come on, time for a swim!"

We both ran off into the sea and turned round to look back when we were knee-deep. Hayley had stood up but was hesitating. At that point Katya and I were revealing our full frontal nudity to everyone on the beach and attracting a lot of attention. Katya shouted, "Come on scaredy cat, this feels fantastic!"

And that did it. Hayley flung her towel down, and sure enough she'd been naked underneath it all the time. She sprinted into the sea, her big breasts flying up and down and swinging side to side. She cascaded water everywhere, all over Katya and me. We splashed and fought and messed about, Hayley said, "You're right, being naked in the sea is the most wonderful and amazing thing ever!"

After a while we all shouted to Dan to come in. Looking a bit grumpy he reluctantly did, shedding his t shirt and walking into the sea in his shorts. But he soon joined in all the splashing and horsing around.

Hayley kept telling him he looked ridiculous with his big shorts on with the rest of us naked, and to take them off. He was in the process of refusing and saying he was quite happy to keep them on when Katya sneaked round behind him. Before he realised what was happening, she leapt at him and dragged his shorts down his legs. Then she sort of rugby-tackled him, pushing him forwards and over, at the same time removing his shorts completely and holding them up in the air.

Dan yelled in protest and tried to grab them back. But Katya ran out of the sea and sprinted up the beach towards her car. Dan started to chase after her but soon realised that:

a) He was completely naked on a public, non-nude beach.

And:

b) Katya can run really, really fast!

Katya got to her car (still naked remember, right by the main road with cars driving past all the time). Her car was locked but she'd left a window slightly open. She simply posted Dan's shorts through the open gap! She then walked calmly back down the beach towards us. I remember thinking how amazing the deep cleft of her hairless cameltoe pussy looked in the brilliant sunlight, and the gentle jiggle of her lovely bare breasts.

I was incredibly turned on by the way Katya was exposing herself in front of dozens of beachgoers, so openly and unashamedly in public for pretty much the first time. She was so cool and calm despite dozens of onlookers. I knew it was way out of her comfort zone.

Watching Katya's serene and brave nudity was giving me a massive pussy tingle. I was soaking wet, originating inside me, not from the sea!

Dan covered himself, hands between his legs, as he followed Katya back across the beach to the sea. He could have grabbed his towel to cover up, I'm surprised he didn't.

With all four of us now naked it seemed to bring out our carefree playful side, as nudity often does. We must have splashed, swam and messed about for nearly an hour. We found a semi-submerged old tennis ball and threw that between us for ages.

By the time we'd all got tired we realised we'd drifted about half a mile down the coast, to the busier end of the seafront. Katya and Dan wanted to swim back to where we started, but Hayley said she was too tired and I agreed with her (I wasn't really but I'd had an idea of what might happen next...).

Dan didn't want to let Hayley walk back naked along the beach without him, so we all waded out of the sea towards the beach. It was funny watching the shocked reactions of the other swim-suited beachgoers when they noticed we were all completely in the nude.

And that's when Dan's 'problem' literally emerged- as the water fell below his waist his penis became visible like a pink periscope sticking out of the water- he was absolutely rock hard and pointing towards the sky.

It seemed more outrageous in this public setting than it had done the previous day in our garden and at the stables. He's maybe 6 or 7 inches, not a monster but impossible to miss. Not just the length but the girth too, and the impressive upward angle of elevation, similar in size and shape to a banana! His complete absence of any pubic hair added to the impression of size, and lewdness.

The beach was quite busy at this point and we'd certainly been noticed. There were quite a few topless females scattered around but I couldn't see anyone else completely nude.

On a UK beach (where I lived until I was 11) some people would have frowned and glared at us, and someone might have looked for a policeman or a lifeguard. But here we were looked on mainly with amusement and curiosity. A couple of seemingly single middle aged fat guys had got up and moved towards us, clearly trying to get a better view, but that was the only slightly negative side. Gawkers are an unavoidable downside of beach nudity in my long experience.

I was walking alongside Dan, who was openly trying to get a good look between my legs. I could feel my dangling pussy flaps slapping against the tops of my inner thighs, in time with my steps. I felt so wet, and it wasn't sea water!

I felt well lubricated as I walked, the familiar sensation of the wet walls of my vagina sliding against each other. I was on such a sexual high, enhanced by knowing dozens of people were fascinated / shocked / aroused by my flapping, dripping pink mass of exposed inner labia.

Dan suddenly stopped looking at me and, like snapping out of a trance, seemed to realise he was now out of the water, completely naked, and publicly displaying a sizeable erection! That's illegal in Spain. Despite nudity being OK here, lewd display or obscene behaviour is most definitely outside the law.

Dan put his hand down to cover himself, although oddly he just mainly covered his balls and the lower part of his penis, leaving the last couple of inches exposed. He needed both hands to cover himself really, but now Hayley was holding his other one.

It's at times like this that I'm so glad to be female. If I was a guy, with my high libido, I'd be walking around in public with an erection half the time. My permanently naked lifestyle choice simply wouldn't be possible.

My main attention was now on my rear view of Hayley. Her figure is so unbelievably lovely and perfect. Elegant shoulders, partly covered with her straight, dark wet hair. Long slender back, the line of her vertebrae clearly standing proud. The inward curve at her waist at the sides, just the right proportion above her slightly flaring but slim hips. Her lean, tight bottom topped with the sweetest lumbar dimples just above her muscular glutes.

One peculiarity I noticed is that if Hayley leans forwards, even just a bit; or stands with her legs slightly astride, everything- and I mean everything- between her buttock cheeks is revealed. Nothing is hidden. Presumably the result of lots of training and exercise.

And then her legs- slim, smooth, shapely and as long as you can imagine. Classic gap at the top, through which the lowest extent of her pussy was clearly visible, with just a hint of a slit between her plump outer labia. And- most enticing and erotically for me- that little pink flap of inner lip, just visible from behind, looking for all the world like a cat sticking its tongue out.

What a contrast to me, with my couple of inches of distended, labyrinthine, crinkled pink mass of inner labia. I used to be so excruciatingly embarrassed and self-conscious of it. But I've now almost learned to accept it. I can't exactly hide it if my life choice is to eschew clothing.