My Naed Holiday Last Year

Please see my previous 'Holiday' diaries for the 'backstory' and why / how I live a clothes-free life.

In summary I'm 28, originally from the UK but moved to southern Spain with my family 17 years ago.

I now manage a riding stables in the foothills of the Sierra Nevada mountains, a role I can perform without needing to wear clothes at all- except in mid-winter!

As before, the events below are real, taken from my diaries. Some names and places have been changed to preserve my anonymity.

We started the fourth day of our holiday in Portugal with our usual morning cup of tea on our balcony. Katya had bought pastries on the way back from the beach the previous day to avoid the hassle / embarrassment for me getting breakfast naked in non-nudist friendly places.

We chatted with the English couple on the balcony to our right. They opened up a bit having been previously a bit reserved, perhaps it was initial shock at our nudity. They seemed like a nice couple.

Katya was being 'modest' and had her floral wrap tied round her middle, covering her bottom, but it was knotted at the front so the deep, lipless and hairless groove of her lovely pussy was tantalisingly visible, only partially hidden by the lose ends of the fabric.

I was naked and looking a bit graphic as we'd just had a morning 'session' and my pussy was red and swollen, protruding even more than usual. Plus the tip of my clit was sticking out from beneath its hood.

The guy had just a towel wrapped around his middle. His hand was across the front and he was obviously trying to conceal an erection- 'morning wood'! What is it with guys first thing in the morning? Why are they always hard? When I was at uni and had occasional overnight male guests they were often stiff when they woke up, for no particular reason. I used to amuse myself and my other flatmates by forcing them to go into the kitchen naked and make me a cup of tea, in their engorged state!

When Antonio (our groundsman / handyman at the stables I manage) arrives in the mornings he's sometimes rigidly pointing skywards even before he's seen a female (Just to re-cap, Antonio is nineteen and prefers to work naked in the hot weather).

Antonio is from the mountain Romany community who live further up in the hills from our stables. It's not entirely unheard of for them to work in the nude in mid-summer, but that's usually when they're miles from anywhere, in male-only work parties, way up a rough track to nowhere. Not at a busy stable yard full of females!

Antonio's only just nineteen so I guess he's full of raging hormones and can't help being stiff 'down there' half the time. I restrict him to working with us during weekdays only, so as not to upset our weekend riders and owners. I can't be too strict with him though, seeing as I'm stark naked most of the time too. I'd ask him to wear something if anyone complained, but actually our older horse owners- middle aged ladies of leisure who are here mainly during the week- seem to enjoy seeing him around the place in his aroused state!

Back to my holiday in Portugal. We'd planned a trip out to a local stables to do some beach riding. Our new German friends Tilly and Elke were coming, as well as the two gay guys from the UK we'd met, Adam and Adrian. Katya had hired a car and it had been delivered to the hotel.

We'd all arranged to meet by the door in the lobby that leads to the hotel's underground car park. I felt really conspicuous stood there naked next to Katya in the busy reception area, I was getting a hard stare from a lady at the front desk. Not for the first time I felt horribly out of place and inappropriate.

Katya was wearing shorts and t shirt. I hadn't been able to persuade her to wear less. I'd had a long, cold shower but was still showing signs of our morning 'activity'; the area around my pussy was flushed red and the tip of my clit was still poking out a bit. In the end I waited on the other side of the door, out of sight of the lobby.

After what seemed an age the others turned up. Tilly was in a crop top and tiny little shorts. She wore no bra and the outline of her nipples was clearly visible. She looked stunning.

Elke wore a similar top to Tilly's and a short, thin floral pattern skirt. As I've previously described, Elke has very unusual breasts, they're long, empty flaps of skin, hanging down her chest. Her nipples are at the lower edge of each flap, pointing downwards. Hence although Elke was bra-less her nipples were not visible through the shirt fabric. One of my correspondents here on Literotica has compared Elke's breasts to 'dog's ears'- which is a good analogy! Imagine the ears of a spaniel.

Adrian and Adam were in shorts and t shirts.

The six of us had to cram into the small hire car, so I ended up in the back with Tilly's skinny but toned bottom sat on my naked lap. It seemed she was going 'commando'- no sign of a knicker or thong waistband when she bent down to sit on my lap and much of the upper part of her bottom- down to the crease- was revealed.

I was paranoid about getting aroused and leaving a sticky wet mark on the seat fabric. There was nothing to cover it with. As a permanently nude girl (with a high libido) that's a constant issue for me. All the upholstery at home where I sit has towels on it for this reason. I've travelled in vehicles with vinyl plastic seats in the past and ended up literally sliding around in my own slippery wetness.

As we approached the stables I realised with horror that I'd forgotten to call ahead and warn them I don't wear clothes, and to check they'd be OK with me going naked. I had phoned to book it up but forgot about the nudity aspect! Sounds odd perhaps, but I genuinely sometimes forget that I'm not wearing anything.

When we arrived, the stables looked oddly familiar! Although they're 250 miles away from 'my' stables, and across the border from Spain, they were sort of a mirror image of our site but on much flatter land. Maybe built by the same company.

I was very nervous and felt shy and embarrassed when we walked in. There were a few people in the stable yard and they all stopped what they were doing and stared at me. I'd caused a bit of a stir.

I've been to dozens of stables in the area around where I live and generally there is little or no reaction to my nudity when I visit to buy / sell horses etc. That's mainly because they're all familiar with my clothes-free lifestyle after having lived in the area since 2007. Also a relaxed attitude to clothing is more of a cultural thing in the more remote & rural Andalusian hill and plain area where we are.

Often the stables I visit are part of a farm. At the more remote and off-grid ones there will occasionally be naked workers, especially when it's particularly hot or the work is dirty. They're usually younger guys, maybe just wearing a shirt, open at the front, to shield them from the direct sun on their shoulders and backs but otherwise naked. But at these stables in Portugal I was clearly a novelty!

Naked females are much rarer on those remote farms, but I have seen them occasionally. I once visited a farm where the farmer's daughters were helping their mother in the farmhouse kitchen. It was crazily hot in there and none of the three daughters were wearing anything.

It's very practical and sensible if you think about it. They rarely got unexpected visitors, we'd struggled for an hour in our 4x4 up a dirt track to reach them.

At lunchtime the girls took a bundle of food and drink out to the fields where the guys were digging. The girls were all still naked. I had two thoughts / observations about that- did any of the guys get erections when they saw the girls, and all the girls had unshaved pubic hair. At the stables we're all shaved / waxed / lasered smooth.

Back to my Portuguese holiday. We entered the stable's office. It was spookily like my own back home! The girl behind the desk was about my age and when I saw her name I realised I'd spoken to her a couple of times on the 'phone about horses for sale. When I said my name she leant back in her chair and basically said (in Portuguese) "Ah, right, so now I know why you're not wearing clothes- you're the famous naked Zandra from the stables over the border"! It's over 250 miles away but clearly my fame has spread- not sure whether that's good or bad!

I apologised for not warning them in advance that I'd be turning up in the nude, but she said it was no problem, just a bit of a surprise until she knew who I was!

We did the forms, then went outside to watch the six horses being tacked up for our ride. It was a family business and the staff in the yard were all family members, males and females. The males especially just couldn't keep their eyes off me. A couple of the females stared at me like I was from another planet. I felt very exposed and inappropriate. Rather than stand around and watch (or even help) I sat on a chair in a corner of the yard to hide my pussy from view.

I could only hide for so long though and eventually I had to get up and walk up to 'my' horse. I was cringing inwardly as I felt my dangling pussy lips alternately bouncing off my left and right upper inner thighs as I walked. What a crazy sight.

One of the stable guys insisted on helping me up onto my horse (even though I definitely didn't need help!), making sure he got a good look up between my open legs at my protruding inner labia from behind.

When I ride at home I always put a folded towel on the saddle to cushion my big pussy lips from being crushed against the hard leather, and also to stop any wetness marking the saddle. When I ride it tends to stimulate my clit and I often get wet as a consequence. I was too shy to ask for a towel so I just reached down between my legs and pulled my inner flaps as far outwards and upwards as I could.

When Elke was helped onto her horse by the same stable lad it revealed that she wasn't wearing any knickers under her short summer skirt! Such a nice surprise for him (and me!).

As she mounted, Elke's bare bottom was revealed, as her dress rode up over her hips. I wondered if it was a conscious decision, knowing she'd be riding and thus would expose herself, or if she just hadn't thought through the consequences of going 'commando'. on a horse

Looking across at Elke sat on the saddle next to me I could see her slightly protruding inner labia as her legs were spread apart. Her pink lips had separated revealing a little of the deeper pink walls of her vagina. The stable staff had definitely noticed this too!

We were guided on our ride by one of the stable staff, a guy in his mid-twenties. He didn't particularly acknowledge my nudity and Elke's bottomless-ness. We didn't really need a guide though as we really just rode along the water's edge to keep to the firmer sand, and then waded out into the sea until our lower legs were under the water. The horses seemed to be loving it.

We turned round at the far end of the beach and rode back along the pathway at the head of the shoreline. We passed lots of people, and of course my nudity, and Elke's exposed pussy, attracted lots of attention and comments, most of which I couldn't understand.

Arriving back at the stables I jumped off my horse. One of the stable lads had positioned himself in front of me, seemingly to get the best view of my spread pussy as I manoeuvred my legs over the saddle. He missed Elke dismounting though, but didn't miss the sight of her briefly walking round with her skirt still up over her hips, until she noticed she was effectively bottomless and pulled the hem back down into place.

I glanced back at my saddle and noticed I'd left a little wet patch. I'm 'wet' more often than not when I'm naked in public in front of clothed people. It always gives me a bit of a 'buzz' and a 'tingle' in my pussy.

I was feeling more confident being the only one naked now, and had a good look round the stable complex. But then I got slightly spooked when a group of lads arrived for the next riding tour. They looked like they were English and were a bit boisterous. As I stood in the yard they said things like "Hey, that one's naked" and then some ruder stuff like "look at her c**t, it's massive" (the 'C' word, not my clit!).

Tilly sat on my lap again on the car journey home, her skinny, bony bottom digging in to the tops of my naked thighs. I held her around the waist- the seat belt wouldn't reach all the way round- she felt scrawny and waif-like, not an ounce of fat on her.

That afternoon we decided to visit the hotel pool for the first time. I'd been hesitant up to now as I'd observed it from Tilly and Elke's balcony and hadn't seen any naked adults. A few topless though. Katya had asked the receptionist in the spa and she told her nudity around the pool wasn't prohibited or illegal, but it's possible that some prudish guests might complain or cause a fuss.

We'd discussed our plans with Tilly and Elke, plus Adam and Adrian. Although most of us planned to strip off I was the only one who would be walking out there naked in the first place.

I was very nervous emerging into the outdoor pool area stark naked, to the extent that I held a towel in front of me which is unusual for me to do. As it was, it wasn't too bad. Lots of staring but nothing hostile. We found six loungers in a row.

I put my towel on the lounger and laid initially on my front. I'm never normally that shy but everyone was watching!

Katya took her shorts, bikini top and bottoms off, leaving her naked except for a gold chain around her waist. She gets oddly reassured by having something around her middle. The only time she'll go nude or bottomless at the stables is if she's got something tight around her, usually a leather tool belt or sometimes even just a bit of nylon baling twine from one of the hay bales.

Tilly and Elke had laid out their towels on their loungers, and in true unself-conscious German style they stripped everything off in front of everyone and laid down on their backs.

Adam and Adrian arrived slightly later, so waved to them. We weren't exactly difficult to spot, the only 4 fully nude sunbathers around the pool!

Adam had his usual board shorts on, Adrian was holding a towel around his waist. When they reached us, Adam told Adrian to remove his towel. His erection sprang up, having been held down by his hand held in front of the towel.

There was a brief moment when Adrian's arousal was completely exposed whilst he arranged the towel on his lounger. Then he quickly laid down on his front, adjusting himself, I assume it's not comfortable lying front down in that situation, but he could hardly have laid on his back sticking straight up in the air like a periscope.

We girls went in the pool and had a splash and a swim. Elke's breasts did that thing again where they float out and flap up and down on the surface of the water if she's standing chest high in the pool. I told her the chlorine in the pool water would be good for the bad rash she had where her flappy breasts chaff against her chest.

We were splashing each other and messing about. A couple of lads joined in, I wondered if they knew we were all naked.

Then without warning Katya climbed up onto my shoulders from behind! I could feel her soft squishy hairless pussy and her hard pubic bone on the back of my neck. Tilly followed suit by climbing onto Elke's shoulders. Tilly is so skinny and her pussy so downward-facing that her pristine hairless slit was clearly on show from behind! The two lads we were splashing with were now much more interested and engaged now they knew at least two of us girls were nude!

Tilly and Katya could splash much more effectively from their now elevated positions. Soon one of the guys got on the other's shoulders and the water war escalated. I gestured to Adam and Adrian to come and help out. Adrian was now sat up, still naked, with his erection only partly hidden by his posture. It jutted out by about 3 inches. Obviously aroused but not as overtly obscene as it would be if he was standing up. He coyly pointed to his crotch by way of an excuse for not joining us in the pool. But Adam had stood up and forcibly pulled Adam up on his feet. His hard-on was briefly exposed before he managed to cover himself with his hand and almost simultaneously jumped into the pool.

Adrian got up onto Adam's shoulders. His tumescent, hairless appendage was pressed into the back of Adrian's neck and was startlingly visible from the sides. Even I was quite shocked by the lewd display- maybe he didn't realise how visible it was.

The water fight had become a bit out of hand and attracted the attention of a member of staff who came over from the poolside bar and blew a very loud whistle. He shouted at us to stop in Portuguese, as we were apparently spoiling the enjoyment of the pool for others.

I looked round and everyone in and around the pool- maybe 50-60 people- had all stopped what they were doing and were staring at us. Katya covered her bare breasts with her hands. Elke slipped lower in the water to hide hers but they just floated out on the surface in front of her! Tilly leaned forward to hide her breasts against Elke's head but in the process further exposed her spread pussy to everyone behind her.

I thought the staff guy would throw us out of the pool, either for our boisterousness or nudity, but it seemed he just wanted us to stop splashing. But we were all tired after all that effort so we climbed out of the pool.

I'd managed to climb the pool steps with Katya still on my shoulders! All the physical work at the stables has made me strong. I noticed how every single person around the pool was still looking at us. As we emerged they could now see that all four of us girls were completely naked. Except for a couple of topless females everyone else was in various styles of swimwear or leisurewear.

I put Katya down (flashing my pussy between my legs at everyone on the loungers behind me) and stood on the edge of the pool with my legs slightly apart. I looked down at the two lads we'd been splashing with. They were looking up in dumbstruck awe. I wondered what they made of my couple of inches of protruding, dangling, dripping (both from the pool and from inside me!) pink crinkly inner labia flesh, hanging in the wide gap at the top of my inner thighs. They won't have seen anything like that before, and will probably never see their like again.

I walked around the pool back to our loungers. I could feel my wet flaps moving about between my thighs, and knew that everyone was watching them intently. I felt at the same time cringingly embarrassed, exposed and outrageous, but at the same time sexually euphoric.

I was blatantly exposing a girl's most intimate, taboo anatomy. I was at the same time being entirely innocent (I wasn't touching or stimulating myself, just simply walking around the pool without any clothes on), but, because of my particular gynaecology, was at the same time putting on an extraordinarily pornographic display.

I'd been aroused by all our fooling around in the pool and dared to glance down as I slowly walked. I noticed that my clitoris had become erect. It was now sticking out of its fleshy hood and protruded by about half an inch. A dark pink nub, about the size and colour of an average female nipple. Absolutely unmissable for anyone who was watching me. Add in my wine-cork sized nipples topping my almost flat breasts and I was an utterly mesmerising sight.

People seem to be polarised by my unique features. They're either repulsed, or on the other hand I tick every fetish box they've ever had.

By the time I reached my lounger I was going weak at the knees and only just made it. I was getting all the symptoms of a spontaneous no-touch orgasm. I was very wet inside by now so as I'd walked my inner pussy walls were sliding against each other. This in turn stimulated my stiff clit. I laid on my back and shut my eyes. I was overtaken by wave of euphoria- a sort of sub-orgasm- and just sort of shook and gasped a bit whilst it passed over me.