My Naked Adventures Back In The Uk Day 2

The second day of my naked adventures in the UK. See my previous story.

As a reminder, I'm from the UK but have lived in Spain since I emigrated there with my parents when I was 11. I'm now 28 and live my life mainly naked, managing a riding stables in a fairly remote area of Andalusia, in the foothills of the Sierra Nevada mountains.

I've just been on a visit to the UK and was staying with my cousin Annie, who's an 18 year old art student, and my auntie & uncle in Southsea, Hampshire.

As always this is a factual account of my life, it isn't a story it's more of a diary. I've just changed some names and places.

Next morning when I woke up I reflected on yesterday's nude beach experience, or, more pertinently, my naked walk along the busy public promenade and my final nude dash through the streets into Annie's back garden.

It was excruciatingly embarrassing to think back on. I cringe at the thought of how awkward and inappropriate it felt. I probably offended and upset lots of uptight people.

I was probably breaking the law, especially the way my inner lips protrude so visibly and pornographically, very much a taboo. I felt so ashamed. It was traumatic. But... at the same time it was one of the most sexually arousing things I've ever done!

I'd had to fight off spontaneously orgasming for the last half mile or so and I was SO wet and my clit and nipples were so hard it was physically painful.

I know that's a huge conflict of emotions and I'm sure you struggle to understand how I could feel the shame and fear at the same time as being in a state of pre-orgasmic euphoria. That's just how I am. Being the only one naked is very much a sexual trigger for me, and when I was the only one naked amongst many hundreds of people then that's the ultimate 'only one naked' situation!

Add in the fact that so many people saw something they would 100% not expect to see- my aroused big pink pussy with wetness dripping out of it and an unmissably protruding pink clitoris on full view. The thought of displaying that in front of so many people.

I think back and can hardly believe it was me that was doing it. Then I furiously masturbate to the recollection of it, as I have just done immediately after I wrote that last paragraph 20 minutes ago. Another advantage of being naked- my pussy's right there, exposed and invitingly wet, waiting for my fingers!

To catch up with my diary- the next day in Portsmouth we decided to go to the dockyard to see the attractions. No way I could go there naked, into the busy town but most especially with the security at the dockyard gate / ticket office. That would be too much even for me!

I agonised over what to wear. I went through my cousin Annie's wardrobe with her. She'd just got out of the shower and we were both naked whilst we did this, whilst my girlfriend Katya (clothed) observed. It was nice that she was nude with me, although she didn't go bare in front of her parents.

Annie is so gawky and thin that none of her dresses fitted me! And I'm in no way fat, but Annie likes her dresses tight. I can't imagine anything worse!

In the end I wore a dress that Sophi at the stables had lent me. It was so funny that the stable girls rallied round to lend me clothes for my trip, they thought it was hilarious that I have almost no clothes of my own.

The dress was a beautiful floral design, short and floaty but at least it did actually cover my bottom.

We decided to catch the bus to the dockyard, As it's a long walk from east Southsea.

The bus was busy so we had to stand in the aisle. I was hanging on to a handle strap on the ceiling, facing forwards, when I noticed a bit of a commotion from behind me. I felt down my dress but my fingers met my bare bottom- when I'd reached up it had raised the hem of my dress and exposed a good portion of my rear.

This meant my pussy was visible from the front, but Katya was right in front of me and everyone was facing forwards like me so at least I wasn't completely exposing myself frontally. But there was no doubt my bottom and my pussy lips hanging in the gap at the top of my legs were now on view to everyone seated on the bus behind me. There was nothing I could do, if I'd let go of the strap I'd have fallen over.

The person seated next to me got off at a stop so I took the opportunity to sit down. I'd been a bit traumatised by my mass public exposure the day before and wanted a quieter, less dramatic day today.

At the dockyard we bought our tickets and had a good look round. Firstly we went on HMS Warrior. Some of the steps between the decks are steep. I was behind Annie, who was wearing a black multi-layered sparkly black net skirt. It wasn't crazily short, about mid-thigh, but it was flared outwards. And she wasn't wearing knickers. When she was climbing one set of near-vertical steps in front of me I could see all the way up her skirt to her bottom, and, framed between her cheeks, her protruding puffy inner labia lips festooned with her sparkly metal and jewelled piercings and pendant decorations.

What a spectacular sight. I'd encouraged her to go 'commando' when we were getting ready in her room. In exchange I'd let he make me up with some of her 'goth' cosmetics. I don't think Annie realised she was flashing her 'bits' and I decided not to mention it. I thought it was quite hot, but I realised that I was putting on an even more graphic show when I climbed the ladder, as the back of my bottom was completely exposed to anyone following me.

I avoided climbing the ladders when any of the on-board guides were watching, in case they threw us off the ship, and I also tried to avoid exposing myself to any kids or old people.

When we were on HMS Victory we were in a big procession of people slowly walking round the 'self guided' tour. I tried to drop to the rear but then another bunch of people caught up. The steps are even steeper on the Victory so I just had to accept that a whole bunch of random people would get a full-on view of my pussy flaps from behind, there was nothing I could do to avoid it. I just hoped no-one was upset or offended or complained.

Annie was in front of me most of the time and I did get several glimpses of her pierced pussy when she was ascending steps in front of me, as would a good number of other visitors. It was obvious from the buzz of chatter and the looks I got that lots of people had noticed our lack of underwear.

After that we went to the Boathouse Cafe and had lunch. Annie asked me if I realised I'd been flashing my 'bits' as we'd been exploring the historic ships. I said I sort of did but hadn't realised we'd be climbing steep stairs, and there was really no way of avoiding my display unless I'd bailed out and bought a pair of knickers in town! And I haven't worn a pair of knickers since I was at uni 7 years ago.

She said my pussy is an amazing thing and compared the sight of my inner lips from the rear as I ascended the steps to a shark's fin sticking out from between the back of my legs. I didn't tell her that she'd also been flashing her jewel-encrusted bits as well, and that her labia are second only to mine in size in my experience.

After that we explored the historic parts of Old Portsmouth. More flashing my bits, and Annie unknowingly exposing hers as we ascended the steep twisty stone steps in the Round Tower and Square Tower. A couple of youths had noticed and started following us. We couldn't shake them off until Katya told them to go away in no uncertain terms. She can be scary!

We had a drink in the amazing historic pub by the harbour mouth- the Still and West. Then we walked all the way back. No dramas this time except my dress kept blowing upwards when it caught the wind, giving a few random people a full-frontal flash a couple of times.

It was wonderful to get back to Annie's after the long walk back. I'd been in trainers but was still footsore. I took everything off and lay on a lounger in the garden. Annie's mum brought us tea and cake which was amazing. She seemed to be more accepting of my nudity now.

At dinner I put on a little t shirt as I didn't want Annie's dad (my uncle) staring at my nipples the whole time at the table as he'd done the previous evening. But he did get to see my pussy close up as I just had to get up for the bathroom between courses after all I'd drunk.

Katya and I were just cuddling up in bed (naked, no covers on as it was hot in the attic room) when Annie came in to our room on the pretext of wanting something out of one of the drawers. She was naked too, and stood there talking to us about nothing in particular for a while. She kept looking at our entwined naked bodies. I got the sense that she was wanting to join us. It was tempting, I'd have loved to get more intimate with her skinny, pale, tattooed and pierced little goth body with her big pussy, but she's family, and it would probably have felt weird.

I'm sure Katya would have been more than up for it. When Annie had left the room I probed Katya's pussy with my middle finger. It was very wet, and I could actually feel her clit with the tip of my finger. Normally it's only possible to locate it by tongue. She took seconds to orgasm. Annie's naked little body had got her turned on!

That's all for now, more soon!