Part 4 More Confident 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.

My wife and both daughters were going to take the car and go shopping. They asked if I wanted to go with. (Yeah right). They left and suddenly the thought struck me that I could go to the nature reserve that our house borders on and strip off. this reserve is different to the one I was at earlier in my previous story.

Just behind where I live is the local university and they have a vast expanse of natural bush with some wildlife, that they use in their scientific studies. It is free and open to the public, and I have been in there multiple times walking and cycling through the reserve. It is far from any residence or people and close to my house. I stood by the front door waving the family good by. Without wasting any more time, right there and then, I climbed out of my running shorts and T shirt and walked through the house nude. Not a big thing, but it is getting me used to being naked.

I quickly donned my cycling gear, texted my wife to say I was going for a cycle (which would make her happy as she always wants me to do exercise) and told her I was leaving my phone at home. I jumped on my bicycle as I left the house, there was no one in the street, so I popped my boy bits out into the fresh air. Although being completely naked is a foreign concept to me, riding around with my cloths on, but my man bits showing actually seemed quite normal. I cycled round the corner to the entrance of the university.

The university has multiple entrances and exits, apart from this entrance being the closest to my house, it is also the one furthest away from any residences or lecture halls. This entrance to the university is about 2 km from the closet building on campus. About 3/4's of the way down that road is one of the entrances into the reserve. tucking myself away, I waved at the security guard as I whizzed past him on my way into the grounds. I quickly popped my manhood out of my pants again. I am trying to become used to being naked and not ashamed of my body, but every time a car came past me, I would hide him away.

I rode to the entrance of the reserve. they have a style to climb over, so I heaved my bicycle on to my shoulder and climbed up the style. I scanned to path and the bit of the reserve I could see for any people. I then jumped back on to my bicycle popped out my jewels and rode for about 2 km into the reserve to make sure I was well away from all people, and then I jumped off my bike. Although I had done this earlier in the day, that is removing my clothes, it was still nerve raking for me, and I had to scan my environment before removing my clothes. I removed all my clothing except for my shoes, put the bike on the side of the road hung my clothes over the cross bar of my bicycle making sure that both my shirt and cycle shorts were visible, and went for a walk.

This was nerve racking not just because I was naked, but now for the first time I was planning to leave my clothes behind. It meant that I had no means of covering up if I met anyone. My clothes were back at my bike. Never had I ever been naked outside with no clothes near me. As I was gaining more confidence being naked outside, I decided to walk about 1 km from my bike, I started the tracker on my watch. It was actually liberating to be able to walk naked. Naturally I kept a look out in case I would need to duck into the bushes. I even kept my ear to the wind to make sure I couldn't hear anyone or anything. I walked the 1km, the farthest I have ever been naked without having any clothes with me.

This was so exciting. I turned to walk back to my bicycle, but the excitement of the day of being naked got the better of me. As I looked around over the bush, around the area, as my mind ran through what I was doing, as I recalled the time with my wife (see the first story in this series), my manhood went rock hard. Here I was standing in the middle of now where with an erection and no means to hid myself. I started masturbating myself, slowly at first, bringing myself almost to an orgasm.

When I was almost about to cum, I stopped and walked for a bit. as the feeling subsided, I would rub myself again, almost bringing me to orgasm. I repeated this process for a long time. I edged myself and kept myself on the point of cumming. I was going to try to get to my bicycle before cumming. On one occasion, I was masturbating and walking at the same time, and as I felt myself about to cum, I removed my hand, but at the same time I stumbled over a small stone in the path and my hand brushed up against my hardness and I came.

I had to stop at this point as I exploded all over the path, shooting cum on to the bushes around me. It was a great feeling. Well anyway, my bicycle was just round the next corner. When I got to the next corner, no bicycle. What? I looked at my watch, I still had 1/2 km to go before I got to my bike and my clothes. Having just cum, and not knowing exactly where my bike was ensured that this last 500 m seemed like forever, and I was starting to wonder how I would get home if my bicycle and clothes had been stolen. But all was for null. My bike was exactly where I left it with my clothes on top of it. I had been away from my clothes for almost 1/2 hour, butt naked in the bush.

With no where to put my clothes while riding, I put my cycle shorts back on, but only pulled them up so far as they didn't interfere with my cycling. I tucked my cycle shirt into my shorts. So in many ways, although I had shorts on, I was still visible to anybody that might come round the corner. I cycled a further 8 km through the reserve before heading back through one of the campuses. As much as I wanted to be visible I had to cover up there as there were too many security cameras around.

When I got home, the family was all back. I had a quick shower, and when getting dressed, didn't put any underwear on again.

I love this idea of being naked in public or at least naked outside. Feeling the sun on my hidden bits is exhilarating and I can't wait for another opportunity to be naked outside again. I can't wait until my best friend, my wife joins me, but in the mean time, I will continue to be bolder and bolder in my nakedness. Till then, whenever I am alone in the car, I will remove my trousers. Keep your eyes out for me, who knows, maybe one day you will see me naked.