Part 3 Emboldened Nudity

Please read the other stories in this series for the back story to this one.

All events are 100% true and based on my own real life experiences. Some of the smaller details are about 90% true.

The car temperature read a low 11 deg C but was not a true reflection of the temperature outside. The winter breeze was cold, goose bump cold, and without the heater on in the car, my manhood would have disappeared inside of me. As was becoming the norm for me, I had removed my shorts all together, placing them on the passenger seat next to me. I was off work again and alone. Having drop off my last passenger at school I took a slow drive across town. I made an effort to make sure that the traffic lights were yellow or red so that I was forced to stop. I drove slowly past busses and higher vehicles and deliberately slowed down when I was close to pedestrians walking on the side of the road. It was unplanned as to where I would drive, but as I made a turn into a street, I suddenly realised I was about to drive past a high school just before school began. Traffic was snarled up with cars turning, and teenagers running across the road. I was literally crawling and often at a complete standstill as I inched past the school. As I said before, it is not my intension to stalk and freak out people with my nakedness. Rather it is the thrill of possibly being seen that attracts me.

At one point after passing the school, I had stopped at a traffic light behind several cars, and was stopped next to a driveway for a private residence. There was a large wooden sliding gate within my peripheral view. As I sat there with my man bits exposed, my eye caught the movement of that wooden gate sliding open, and a middle aged woman drove through the gate in her SUV. The gate and driveway slope slightly down towards the road and he high vehicle meant that she could well have seen my nakedness. initially I lowered my hand from the steering wheel to cover myself, but then I put my hand back around the headrest of the passenger seat, exposing myself to her (if she even looked at me). What a thrill for me. I did glance across at her on occasions, but if she had seen me, she wants acknowledging it and she did she seemed preoccupied with something else, so don't think she actually saw me.

Would someone see my nakedness? I hoped they would, but I was also embarrassed that they would. Remember that I am new to this nudism idea, and apart from my wife, no one has seen me nude.

As I continued to drive, I became more confident of my nakedness, and thought that if I could find a spot out of the wind but in the sun, I might try getting out of the car. It had to be an area with no one around. Because the day was turning out amazing, with a warm winter sun and clear sky and only a light breeze, the beaches would be inundated with people going for walks. But I wanted to see for myself. So I drove down to the beach thinking I might do what I did the previous week with the dogs. But the parking lot was crowed and there were too many people around. Then it dawned on me that just up the road about 10 km away, was a local nature reserve that had some very secluded beaches on the lee ward side of the wind. Continuing to drive slowly past the rest of the beaches on route to the nature reserve, I was naked from the chest down.

This nature reserve is managed by our local council, and unless you walk in, you need a permit to take your vehicle in. But living in the area for so long, it was a known fact that sometimes, especially in winter and out of season, the entrance to the reserve was unmanned and open for all to go in. I didn't have a permit, but was prepared to walk the few km's to the secluded beach. As I approached the entrance, I was gathering my shorts together in case I needed to walk. But as I turned the corner, I saw that the entrance was wide open and that there was no visible security guard present. So I drove straight through and down the road. I passed a few people looking at the sights, but I knew that this secluded beach was off the beaten track and there would be no one there.

As I got to the parking area, there was a council cleaning crew trimming trees and tiding the general area around the parking lot. My heart sank as I thought I wouldn't be able to try being naked on the beach. I also noticed one other car in the parking lot. Well let me go and look. Short back on and shirt on, i jumped out the car. Glancing down at the beach below me. The rocks on the near side of this beach are a popular fishing spot, so glanced across at them but couldn't see anyone. Knowing and hoping to take off my clothes, I left my wallet and phone in the car, and left the keys in the back wheel arch of the car so I wouldn't drop them on the beach by accident. I followed the short steep pathway down to the beach. I scanned the rocks, no fishermen. I scanned the beach and the sand dunes around the beach for any sign of people. I couldn't see any, but I was down in a bit of a dip and my heart was pounding as I was very nervous. I walked for about 200m along the beach until I had a more elevated and clearer view of the whole area. I scanned again. No one on the rocks. No one on the beach. No one on the dunes. My heart started racing with excitement. I removed my shirt (yeah I know, not a big thing for a guy, but to me it was the first step of being naked on the beach.) I scanned the rocks, dunes and beach one last time. Not seeing anyone, I removed my pants.

I was butt naked on a public beach. There was no wind here, and the sun felt amazingly good on my normally hidden bits. I kept my shirt and shorts in a small bundle in my hand, and stated walking down the beach away from my car. It wasn't the most relaxing of walks as I kept a constant eye on the beach and the dunes. I could see no one. It felt so warm and yet so naughty to be walking naked on the beach. But in a weird way it felt almost natural. (No pun intended). There was no one around. No fishermen on the rocks, no workers on the beach. Just me. I walked for what seemed like ages, but when I glanced down at my watch, I had only walked half a kilometre. Still it felt good to be soaking up the winter sun. I continued walking. Suddenly in the distance, maybe about 250 to 300 m further on I saw what looked like some movement. my nervousness returned. I stopped walking and focused on the area. There was someone there. They had seen me too, for they were looking my way.

It was too far away to see any details, but it looked to me as if this person was naked as well. There seemed to be a lot of the same colour skin. Normally you can see clothing on someone even from that distance as it contrasts with the skin colour. So either this person had on a nude coloured costume or they were naked.

Then I saw a 2nd person lying down on a towel. There was also a lot of skin until they stood up and I could clearly see a pair of blue shorts. I continued walking closer to these people, moving towards them but at the same time moving closer to the sand dunes to seek cover if need be. I lost sight of them for a minute or so, but when I emerged from around a small dune, both people, were looking my way. The one was definitely a guy, and he had on a pair of swimming shorts. The other was a girl who was now wearing a black dress. Having seen them earlier and now from a closer point, it was obvious that they had put on some clothing when they saw me.

Remember that this was not an official nude beach. Anyway, I was still nervous of my nakedness, so decided to keep my distance. I was about 150m from them at this point, and allowed them to see me. I turned so they had a profile view of me, so that they could definitely see that I was naked. I wanted to get closer, but I didn't. If they were nudists, I wanted to be with them, but was I ready for this. I turned around and started walking back the way I had come from but at the same time I felt disappointment with myself.

My minded played tricks on me, asking questions making comments until I said to myself, let me check if they are really nude before I take this any further. I turned to see if I could still see them, and I could, so I pretended to walk away from them, walking up to the dunes. My mind said I should check them out first, so my plan was now to get as close as I could to them to see if they were naked. I was hoping to see them naked so that I could gain some confidence and if not join them, at least walk past them.

My heart pounded in my chest. Was I going to be able to pull this off. Once I had moved a certain distance away, I turned to look back at them. The woman was up and about, and I could clearly see she still had her black dress on. I continued walking away, and as I moved closer to the dunes, she walked closer to the sea to keep me in view to make sure I was indeed going further away from them. I lost sight of them altogether and slowly made my way back skirting the dunes hoping to get closer to them without them seeing me. I got to a point where I could see them again, and this time, I saw both of them.

They guy see still had on his swimming shorts, but there was no black dress on the girl. Unless she had on a very skimpy bikini, she was running around naked in front of the guy. I felt a twinge in my man bits as my mind ran through the different scenarios playing out before me. My heart pounded. I knew that if I was to get closer, and saw that they were really naked, my manhood would probably stand to attention, but I needed to know what they were doing. Was this a nude photo shoot, for at one point she sat on the rocks for what seemed like a long time while the guy stood in front of her a few meters away. Was this couple just tanning, were they just having fun together? Were they going to have sex on the beach? I stood and watched them for a while, trying to get closer to them.

They had chosen a great spot, because the cover I had with the dune stopped well short of them. I could not get closer to them without exposing myself and my nakedness. I'm still a beginner nudist, so don't have the confidence yet to show my body off to others. After straining my eyes for a while to confirm my suspicions, I conceded defeat, chickening out and walked back the 7 or 800 m to my car. I walked all the way back feeling a lot more relaxed, and an one point I even realized that I was no longer scanning the beach for people. My clothes still in my hand.

As I climbed the pathway back to the parking lot, I was still naked, so kept scanning the parking lot to see if anyone was there, I could see my vehicle, and the vehicle of the couple I had seen on the beach, but I couldn't see any other cars. I was hoping to walk right up to my vehicle and climb in while still naked. As I neared the top of the path, I caught sight of a new car in the lot. I didn't stop to check if anyone was in the car or if anyone was in the parking lot. I immediately stopped, and put on my shorts, although I could not see anyone. If there was no one in the car, then where were they? Had they seen me? I grabbed the keys, jumped in the car and closed the door, before removing my shorts again. Sitting naked in the car, I reversed out of my spot and noticed in my rear view mirror that there was someone in the car. Ok no one had seen me.

As I drove back towards the entrance of the reserve, and before I joined the main road in the reserve, I remembered that there was a short walk up the tallest hill in the area, which had an old WW2 lookout on top of it. I thought to myself, that if there is no car in the parking lot at the start of this walk, I will do it. As I stopped the car at this spot, another car came from the opposite direction, so I waited for them to pass. Then jumping out the car butt naked, I left the keys in the wheel arch again, and this time I only took my shorts with me, rolled up into a little ball in my hand. It was about a 500m walk to the top of the hill, which I did in a few minutes. There was an old house next to the bunker in which the soldiers would have stayed while on duty, but this was derelict and abandoned now. But it felt good to be walking past this house naked. Again, my mind started thinking if this house had ever seen naked bodies. What secrets could the house reveal?

I climbed to the top of the hill, and ascended to top of lookout. I stood on the highest point of the lookout having unobstructed views of the city, some of the beaches and the endless horizon of the sea. I turned in every direction while standing at this highest point. Butt naked looking at the sights. I took in the sights for a few minutes before going back down to my car. As I was nearing my car, I heard a car approaching on the road. It was coming from the beach I had just come of. It was probably the car that had driven past me when I arrived.

A section of the road was clearly visible from the path, but I knew that they would probably not even notice me as they drove past, because the path is 9 degrees to the road and so they would only get a fleeting glimpse if they were looking. I just stood there in all my glory watching them drive past. When they had passed my car, but were still in my sights, I went down to the car took my keys and climbed in. If the driver had looked in his rear view mirror, he would have seen me butt naked. I then needed to get back home to fetch my daughter from school, so drove to the entrance gate butt naked, I wasn't expecting the gate to be closed or the security guard to be there, so had to fumble for my shorts when I saw the guard and the gate closed. I didn't have time to put the shorts on, so just lay them over me. He waved me through, and I threw the shorts on to the passenger seat again. I drove through town absolutely butt naked. No shirt, no shorts. Just before getting to the school, I put both my shorts and T shirt on.

What a thrill that was. I loved it. I want to do it again. I want to be naked outside in public. I want my wife to be part of this. But that would take a lot of convincing. Maybe I needed to be confident first, so that I can encourage her without being embarrassed myself.

While I was thinking all this, I became sad as I had work again and it would be a while before I can go naked outside. But as chance would have it, that same day and 2nd opportunity arose for me to be naked...