Nudity the New Hobby

Chapter 5 - Home Nudist

When I woke the next morning Penny had already gone to work. She'd left a note saying to have a good day and enjoy the game. She also said she would also go shopping in her lunch break to assist my new hobby; whatever that meant.

I spent the day driving about collecting parts, delivering cars and test-driving vehicles that had completed job sheets. I had tickets to the game so left early and met up with two friends to make our way there. The game was a blur, as was the conversation with my buddies. I was lost in my own world and this whole exposure thing that I was experiencing each day. I was spinning a coin in my head that was dilemma. Do I go back to a normal clothed lifestyle or do I let the adventure continue? By the time we'd had a few beers and I'd got home everybody was asleep, so I went straight to bed, careful not to wake Penny. I noticed a large box in the entrance hall about the size of coffin, but thinner and wondered who had been shopping. As I undressed my blurred mind couldn't even remember who won the game!

Penny woke me the next morning with a big kiss. She said she'd missed me but that she had watched some TV and then had an early night. I asked about her day and she said it was nothing special but that she would be away on time or early so would make us all dinner. She asked if the game was good and I had no clue so just said it wasn't a memorable one!

Work was the usual, nothing special and the day seemed to drag for some reason. The workshop was hot today and I was working on the same car all day doing a gearbox restoration, one of those jobs where a seemingly small repair showed up more and more issues the deeper I got. I even had to call the client to check the revised cost was going to be okay. When it was home time I was very happy and decided I would stop off at the bar for a couple with my buddies before going home. I sent a text to Penny to tell her I'd be back at about eight. She replied that I was allowed to have a few and to tell her when I booked my Uber so she could prepare dinner.

It was nice to chill with the guys from work. Although we usually ended up arguing over which classic sports car was best or the benefits of owning a 1979 Porsche over a 1969 Corvette, I had a good night and felt a bit lame leaving at 8pm to go and eat dinner with my girlfriend. I got the usual jibes about being under the thumb and that Penny was clearly the boss of me; and as usual I replied that they were probably right but that she has a great ass and so they let me be. Clearly Penny has a great ass!

I called Penny and got an Uber home as planned. When I walked into the house I was surprised to see a new piece of furniture in the entrance hall of the house. It was a kind or wardrobe, only smaller, like the ones you find in a motel. It was 6ft tall with open area to hang clothes, open so that they are facing you, not side on like a normal wardrobe due to it not being deep enough. Underneath that were 2 drawers and under that a shoe rack. It was an odd choice for Penny to select a piece of furniture like that as she was not a fan of flat-pack Ikea like furniture. She would normally go for something older, classier and inevitably more expensive. However, it was nice enough and wandered where it was going to end up.

As I was taking off my work boots I met Mike coming out on his way to the gym. He was in his sweatpants, a well worn grey T-shirt stretched across his wide chest saying 'USMC' in faded lettering and had his gym bag over his shoulder. We chatted for a minute to catch up with each other as it had been nearly a week since we'd seen each other. As the usual chat slowed Mike perked up and said he was cool with the new arrangement and he was not 'weirded out' by it. He then said I would be fine, that I wasn't fat or ugly and my dick was average sized. He should know I guess being an ex-soldier and a regular at the gym. I had measured it but not for a long while but pretty sure it was 4 inches soft and 7 inches hard with equally average girth.

"New arrangement?" I asked him. He went on to explain that Penny had told him how I was now an active nudist and so would likely be naked at home most of the time. I chuckled and said that Penny was exaggerating a little bit and that I had just done it a couple of times, hardly a fully fledged, card carrying, full time nudie. He laughed too and slapped me on the shoulder like he often did, a likely remnant of his fraternity days or military tradition no doubt. He said that in any case he thought it was cool and might join in if the mood hits, again laughing a deep belly laugh as he went out the door.

I walked through to the kitchen and Penny was there plating up a fancy looking salad dish with chicken, bacon and avocado. She saw me leant towards me to get a kiss then stepped back and said I was overdressed and to go change. I noted that I was fine and would take a shower after dinner but she laughed and said that I was to put my clothes on the new unit in the entrance hall.

"Come on nudie boy. Get yourself undressed and comfortable and don't dilly dally or the bacon will wilt the leaves!" I started to speak in reply, a protest of sorts, but Penny interrupted that I was now dilly dallying and to get a move on. I decided not to argue and the salad looked amazing so I went to the entrance hall and stripped naked, hanging my clothes as I went, even moving my boots from the corner where I'd dumped them to the little rack at the bottom of the unit. I went back to the kitchen and Penny looked me over, smiled and said, "Good Boy!"

We ate together outside at the table and we talked about our days as we often did, eating our salads, drinking some chilled wine and relaxing. I eventually said that I had met Mike in the hall and we had discussed what he referred to as 'our new arrangement'. 'Your new arrangement', she corrected, I told her it felt more like it was 'ours' as she seemed to be pushing it more than I was. Penny sat forward and asked if I was okay with this, that she hoped she wasn't pushing me into something I was uncomfortable with. I told her I was okay with it and that in fact the pushing from her end was a catalyst, that I wouldn't be doing it if it wasn't for her. I went on to say that, whilst it was at times scary to push my boundaries, it was in fact exhilarating and enjoyable. Penny sat back with a smile and simply said, "Good!"

After dinner we moved to the loungers and continued to chat about nothing in particular until Penny, as if she'd forgotten and had just remembered, asked how I liked my new clothes rack. I said it was a little odd and asked if she was expecting me to use it every day. She said she would leave me a fresh 'work' polo there each morning and that I could move some of my underwear down to the drawers. She suggested I use the top drawer for clean and bottom drawer for dirty, even volunteering to collect the laundry. I did try to say I was still just trying out nudism but she said I was the type to give things up too easily and to stick it out. I didn't want to argue it so moved the conversation on.

Chapter 6 - Feeling normal

The next morning, Wednesday, I wondered down naked for the first time. It was a weird sensation leaving my bedroom not having got dressed yet. I got a fright as I entered the kitchen to see Elena sat at the breakfast bar eating her cereal and she laughed as took a loud breath.

"Morning Tony. I see Penny really has you well trained!"

I laughed and felt a little awkward. She was clearly looking at my penis, the length of it still slightly engorged from my morning erection, my brain shouting 'THANK FUCK' that I hadn't been fully hard when I went in. I tried to act as normal as possible as I made, then ate, my yoghurt and granola, Elena seemingly watching me the whole time. When she finally stood up and left for work it was a little bit of a relief as I felt my erection coming back.

True to her word, Penny had put a freshly ironed company logo polo shirt on the hanger for me; there were clean socks and underwear in the top drawer and my trousers were hanging neatly behind the polo. Again I was feeling a little weird changing in the entrance hall, now well aware that if somebody was coming to knock at the door they might see me as they got three quarters of the way up the path. Either side of the front door was a thin strip of glass eight inches wide from floor to the top of the door frame. Thankfully we had very few unexpected visitors.

Thursday morning I went down for breakfast but it seemed I was home alone. I cooked some scrambled eggs on toast and took it out to the back. It was a lovely morning and I sat on our outside table to eat and check my eMails on my iPad. I could hear a conversation from next door but didn't think much of it. I knew Mary-Anne worked from home most of the time and it sounded like she was talking to somebody at the front door. Because our house was on a curve our neighbours front door was at about 90 degrees to the rear side of our house. A six foot fence separated us from each other and so hearing what she was saying wasn't easy. I was about to berate myself for eavesdropping when I was sure I heard my name! I put down my iPad to concentrate on the voices and realised it was Elena talking to Mary-Anne. I stood quietly and moved the 8 feet to the fence to be better able to hear what was being said and it was clear that Elena was telling her about my nudity. Mary-Anne asked her if I would be naked if she came around to borrow a bag of sugar to which Elena said I would, but would likely not open the door as I was too much of a pussy. "What a bitch!" I thought, how would she know what I would do? (Though on reflection she was probably right). The women both giggled a few more times as Mary-Anne said she would have to test that theory out some time. Elena then said she was late for work and must dash, that it was good to catch up and thanked her for the use of her tent.

I looked at my watch and realised I too would be late if I didn't get a move on so I went and dressed in the entrance hall and went to work. All day I was trying to wonder what Elena might have said to her about me, if she had described my naked body and, most of all, why the fuck did she want a tent? She is the last person in the world to go camping. In fact unless there are at least 4 stars above a hotel door she'd keep looking for somewhere else.

Thursday night it was just Penny and I at home, so we went out for dinner. It was a pain stripping off when I got in, only to dress again 15 minutes later but Penny had insisted. It was convenient though in as much as that Penny had laid out a smart pair of trousers, trainers and shirt. This nude life had its benefits for sure.

By Friday this whole naked at home thing was becoming almost normal. Penny kept telling me how much she enjoyed seeing me so happy being naked, complimenting me on my confidence and saying how she wished she had the self-confidence to join in. I of course kept telling her to try it like I had and see if she liked it but she was too worried that Mike or Brad might come in and catch her naked. "So What!" I would say but she would just laugh it off and change the conversation.

Friday night I got the news from Penny that our trip to Blacks' beach was off. Part of me was relieved but another part of me quite was looking forward to it. Elena was definitely keen for the trip but Penny's boss needed her in Hawaii tonight and with a six hour flight each way it just was going to be too much for her even to go on the Sunday lunch time. That night, despite Penny being on a plane to Hawaii, Elena staying at Brads for a pool party and Mike at a Marine buddies bachelor party in Vegas, I still stripped naked when I got home. It was already habit for me. I thought to myself it must be right for me that I could feel so comfortable after just a week. Then remembered this was all just me at home with people I knew, not discounting my little adventure with Angie and Spencer.

Saturday morning I lay in for a bit then used my iPad to explore what to expect from Blacks' Beach. I spent about 2 hours in the end just digging around in the black hole of the internet. I started with a simple Google search which evolved into Trip Advisor, then naturism websites and even a website about a thing called CFNM or Clothed Female Naked Male, a kink of sorts where men and women enjoy that situation, sometimes for fun, sometimes as humiliation or empowerment and often as a sexual thing.

I decided to move down to the lounge and use my laptop after the first 30 minutes so I could navigate these sites more easily. I was still naked of course but comforted by the fact that I was home alone. I booted up and continued my internet searches. I found accounts people had written up about the nude part of the beach, stories, experiences, forum posts and even videos. I found a site called CFNM Village which had links to videos some guy had taken on the beach with a hidden camera. Despite it not really being porn I was in a constant state of arousal and eventually I just had to jerk off for some relief from it all.

I was intrigued by this whole CFNM Thing and found some CFNM stuff on xhamster which eventually had this super hot woman dressed as a massage therapist giving an amazing hand job to a guy, her amazing tits barely held back by her bra and tight outfit. I had found a new thing that I was in to. I had never jerked off in the lounge before but I knew I was alone so got comfy and started on my already mostly hard dick.

I was not going to see this video to the end, even though I wanted to try and come when he did. The camera was moving about and when it sank low you got to see that the massage woman had on no underwear, her shaved pussy glimpsed briefly then it was gone. She was also talking to him but I couldn't make it out so turned up the volume to hear her talking about his cock, how hard he was, how naughty he was and after she squirted on more oil, the squelching of her hands on his cock and balls.

I was lost in the video and getting very close when I heard a loud gasp in the room to my left which made me jump out of my skin. I sat up and looked over to see Elena stood there, one hand covering her mouth the other across her eyes, but with fingers splayed so she could still see out.

"Elena!" I shouted out. "What the fuck are you doing here?"

She laughed an awkward laugh and said she had forgot her swimsuit and her make-up bag. That she was just running in and out. The sound of the porn was loud enough to be awkward and I fumbled with my laptop to turn it down but got stressed and just slammed the lid shit.

"Don't stop on my behalf!" She said. I gave her a what the fuck look, but said nothing. "No, really Tony, I love to watch guys getting off... but don't tell anybody!" Elena moved further into the room so she was in front of me and just stood there in her short summer dress. Her legs slightly further apart than would be a normal stance.

"Come on Tony. I've seen it all already, just not the grand finale!" I was sat forward with my hands covering my still hard dick and was horny as fuck. I asked her what Penny would say if she saw us like this and Elena laughed before suggesting that Penny would be urging me on too. She might have had a point. Penny had seemed determined to expose me over the last week or so and this was hardly that much of an escalation. I looked at Elena who slowly rubbed her hands across the fabric of her dress, first outlining and cupping each breast, then over her hips.

I was way too fucking horny and realised I was in my own CFNM scene here with Elena actually asking to see me jerk off. I was a little nervous but well up for this and I slowly sat back to expose myself again. My dick was still iron rod hard and it bobbed in front of me as I fell back into the chair with my ass on the edge so I was leaning right back.

I slowly gripped my shaft with my right hand and Elena gave a little clap of sorts. She mouthed the words "Amazing!" but no sound came out. I stroked slowly so as not to explode too soon. I had been just a few strokes away when Elena had interrupted which had left me with that weird pain that happens with a near ruined orgasm. I looked over Elena as she looked over me, a slight smile on her lips that would vanish as her tongue popped out and licked her upper lip, then reappear as her tongue went back in. The contrast of her lipstick and the lesser red of the inner lip was very sexy and she knew she had me in her spell.

I really wanted this to last but I was near the point of no return in under a minute. Elena had edged closer and she knelt on the soft footstool that was in front of me which made her dress ride up and expose a lot of thigh. I was looking her over like a real pervert as I grunted quietly that I was going to cum any moment, my eyes locking on Elena's as I finally succumbed to the inevitable and shot a huge rope of cum into the air. Elena took her eyes from mine to watch that first load land on my chest as a second less powerful one followed with a shallower ark. Her gentle smile turned into a wide grin across her face, her eyes locked on my hand and dick as I milked out more cum, slowing before the pleasure became pain and eventually letting go, my cum covered chest rising and falling with my heavy breaths.

"Nice Job!" She said as our eyes met. I gave a nervous giggle as I had nothing more to say, no words came to mind and I was on a high, my erection not yet fading but visibly throbbing. Elena reached down into her bag and pulled out her phone which gave me cause for concern. I told her I wasn't cool with pics of me being out there covered in cum.

"Please, Tony. Just a close-up for my memories. I wont show your face or anything. It will just be another dick pic to people, only I'll know it's your dick. Your dick glistening in your cum and still hard after a big cum that I watched!"

I protested but not with any real effort and Elena sussed that I was just being me. She leant over and true to her word too just 3 close up photos. One from above, one from the left and one with the flash on. She then stood up so she was right over me and blew me a kiss with her free hand. I then noticed her skirt was still bunched up and I could see her pantie clad pussy right in front of me, she shape of her bulbous pussy clearly defined by the taught, sheer, cream fabric.

"Dirty pervert!" She cried out in a scolding manner as she made herself decent. "You'll need to jerk it again now I expect you little shit!"

I tried to apologise, not even considering what had transpired just a few minutes ago, but she turned and stormed off to her room; returning a few minutes later with a small bag and ignoring me fully as she left out the front door, not even closing it behind her. I got up, wiped myself down and carefully closed the front door so as not to scare the neighbours. I said to myself out loud "That was intense... and weird!"

Chapter 7 - Secret Trip to Blacks

As I stood there it dawned on me that I was really hungry. An orgasm often gave me the munchies but I'd actually missed breakfast surfing the internet. I made myself a sandwich then, after much deliberation, decided I would go down to Black's on my own to check out the beach. I saved a few web-pages to my phone so that I could find the correct area of the beach. I packed a bag with snacks, water and sunscreen, got in my car, dropped the roof down, set my GPS for 2800 Torrey Pines Scenic Drive, and headed out to the coast. The roads were quite busy and there was construction work on the San Diego Freeway so it took me nearly an hour to get to the car park.

Once I was out of the car and there was no A/C to cool me down I became aware of the heat right away. I guessed it was in the mid to low eigthies but there was a nice breeze cooling my exposed skin and I knew I needed to add some sunscreen now or I'd burn. Once I'd put on the factor 20, I collected my bag, took a pee in one of the Porta-Potties and locked the car. I was guessing which of the paths was the best to take when I was lucky enough to see a fancy Lexus SUV pull up, an older couple got out and loaded themselves with beach gear before heading towards what I assumed was the pathway. They were clearly off to the beach!