The village I was brought up in was at the top of a hill, at the foot of which flowed the local salmon river and this was to present me with my next opportunities in my quest for naked freedom and fun. The river valley had high rising woodland sides near the village and on the opposite bank open flat agricultural land and managed forest estates. I would often go for walks down by the river in the summer, wearing only singlet and tiny shorts. After walking out of the village I would cut across the fields to the edge of the wooded escarpment which bordered the river; at the top I would remove my clothes and carefully make my way down through the trees to the river's edge. Not many people ventured down here apart from a few salmon fishermen and horse riders who could often be seen on the opposite bank. The attraction of the river was to swim naked to the opposite side leaving my clothes behind on the other bank, this form of forced nudity gave me such a thrill of excitement and exhilaration.
On one particular day I had descended naked down the wooded escarpment but instead of bringing my clothing with me I had left them in a small hut at the top of the ridge. I and a few friends had used this hut when we were younger for illicit drinking and storing a few of the tame pornographic magazines of the day, 'Parade' was a favorite as I recall. I scrambled down to the river's edge realizing as I did so that to get to my clothes in a hurry would involve climbing back up this 100 ft steep escarpment and was not something I would be able to do easily and quickly. So the resulting feeling of remoteness from my clothing and my total nudity made me feel even more stimulated and excited than usual, possibly a little apprehensive too.
I walked nude along the wooded river bank for about half a mile feeling at one with nature and not really caring if anyone saw me or not, I was relaxed and enjoying being in my natural state, my initial nervousness at being so far from clothes had gone. At the end of the wooded area, the river bank opened up into a large open field bordered by a small ridge which ran along the side of the local railway line. The open farmland bordering the river looked very inviting and throwing caution to the wind I walked out from the cover of the trees into the open green pasture, totally exposed to both sides of the river and anyone who might be watching, as well as any passing trains.
Further along the river bank about 100 yards away I could see a couple of fishermen in the middle of the river. Their presence didn't worry me and I doubted whether they would notice me anyway. I was at peace with the world and decided to go for a swim so I walked to a shallow gravelly area of the river and cautiously paddled out into the middle. The fishermen didn't appear to notice me so I kept on and waded deeper into the river; I swam across a deep pool and emerged on the opposite bank. The sun was warm on my body so I decided to lie out on the grass and dry off; I felt so exhilarated and relaxed.
I lay naked in the sunshine for about 10 minutes and then in the distance from the opposite bank I heard the sound of a tractor and as I looked up I saw it enter the field on the opposite side heading towards the river edge. This wasn't unusual as local farmers often used the river water to top up the troughs in the remoter fields and this appeared to be what was happening here. I reckoned that if I just stay where I was I wouldn't be noticed and he would be gone in a few minutes. I lay back in the grass and slowly stroked my erect penis enjoying the warmth of the sun and the feeling of being naked. I must have lay there for about 5 minutes gently stroking, oblivious when suddenly I heard a shout. I lifted my head and looked over to where the farmer was standing on the other bank; he had seen me, quite a lot of me I think.
The farmer was shouting and waving at me and was now striding out into the river towards me, I got the impression he was upset, and how right I was. I have always found that angry people lose all sense of control and awareness and this man who was striding out into the river towards me was no exception. He reached the middle of the river and was about 20 yards away, the water at that point was only about ankle deep and he was heading towards me at some speed. Suddenly there was an almighty splash and he disappeared straight into the deep salmon pool I had recently swum across. I sat there on the grass and watched with some amusement as he reappeared angrier than before. The pool was deep and I wanted to make sure he could swim before I made my escape.
The farmer spluttered and splashed about as he swam towards me, it was time for me to get out of here, but where to go, in one direction was a farm about half a mile away and in the other the fishermen who had noticed the commotion and were also heading my way. I ran off along the bank toward the farm, luckily the fishermen were more concerned about the farmer than chasing me and I managed to get clear but I was still in view as there was no cover. After a few minutes I flopped down on the grass to catch breath and assess the situation, my pursuers had given up and were standing with the farmer watching me. I glanced around to make sure no-one else was nearby when I noticed a horse and rider heading my way following a well worn bridle path which passed just yards away from where I was sitting naked.
My previous experience with a horse and rider had been good, but today I felt a bit too exposed and the anger from the aggressive farmer made me nervous and uncertain, I needed to move on, I needed cover, but where? The only cover was on the opposite bank but the river at this point was like a swirling cauldron and too dangerous to attempt a crossing. The nearest shallow point was towards the oncoming horse and rider.
I had no choice; I got up and walked along the bank towards the shallow area of the river. As we approached each other I could see that the rider was a girl, she had stopped exactly where I wanted to cross and was watching me intently as my penis started to stiffen and become erect. I either turned back to the farmer and the fishermen who were watching in the distance or I had to continue towards the young woman on the horse.
As I got closer she was grinning, my obvious predicament seemed to be amusing her and looking down at me from the horse.
"Are they chasing you?" she asked pointing towards the farmer and the fishermen.
"Yes," I replied, "I was only sunbathing."
"Well nice way to sunbathe but shouldn't you carry some shorts just in case?" she said as she grinned at me and looked me up and down appreciatively.
I blushed and looking a little sheepish I nodded in agreement and then realising that my penis was fully erect I looked up to see her staring directly at it. She looked so very pretty sitting there staring at me and all the time my penis just got harder and harder.
"I think maybe you need to go get your clothes before something happens to you," she said.
I stood there motionless not knowing what to do and without thinking or even realizing it I was stroking my penis as she watched. I couldn't believe what I was doing and as I looked up at her she gave me a gentle smile, it didn't take long for me to ejaculate and as the last of the cum dripped from my foreskin I looked up at her apologetically.
"Sorry," I said.
"That's Ok," she replied softly, "I think you had better be going now," and as she drew her eyes from my penis she smiled at me.
