The Girl Across the Street (desperado1080/Becaa57)

"Right, sorry. I guess I'm just a little excited." I let you open the wine bottle and I take a small sip of what you poured into my cup. "Hmm," I say when I lower it. "Not bad. Not bad at all. And to answer your question, yeah, I'm definitely getting more used to it." My previous embarrassment is mostly gone as I start to dig into my food, occasionally glancing at you with a smile on my face. "Did I ever tell you how beautiful I think you are?", I ask between bites.
 
"That's ok"
"Someone pick out the wine for you? This is actually good"
Pouring you a bit more

"Nudity is one of those things, some people never get used to it, some do"
"It's weird I can't remember a time that it wasn't in my life"

"Did I ever tell you how beautiful I think you are?"

I smile at that
"You mean there were times, you actually looked at my face???"
Laughing at the look of guilt? on your face

"It's ok, I'm guessing you haven't seen that many nude girls?"
 
"Guilty as charged," I answer, still with a smile on my face. I eat for a little bit longer and say, "So how do you plan to reconcile your determination not to be nude in front of me today with your desire to go swimming? I don't see a swimsuit. Or did I misinterpret something you said?" Despite my earlier embarrassment I look you in the eyes, a playful sort of smirk turning up the corners of my mouth.
 
We eat some more, I relax in his company. Very different from the men I've been with before. wanting to be brave, but I can see he is scrambling

"So how do you plan to reconcile your determination not to be nude in front of me today with your desire to go swimming? I don't see a swimsuit. Or did I misinterpret something you said?"

"I was thinking in the future if we come here again"
"But honestly I'd love a swim"

"Sooooo, you may get your wish that we'll be nude, if you are ready for it"
 
"I am," I answer confidently, even though my stomach is doing nervous flip-flops. "And I'd love to come back here again," I add with a smile. It can be our spot, I want to say but don't, unsure if you're even willing to see me as more than a friend.
 
I smile. I can see he is far from confident, but very curious. And with him, I find I'm not thinking of Lucy at all.

"Ok, I'd love to come back here too"
 
"Good! So, what did you mean when you said I might get my wish that we'll be nude?" My stomach is still flip-flopping and my heart is thumping in my chest, but to my credit I maintain eye contact and a smile, and am outwardly calm.
 
"Good! So, what did you mean when you said I might get my wish that we'll be nude?"

I smile and stroke your cheek.

"Yes, I think this will be a nice place for us"
"Now you can go over behind the bushes to take off your clothes or we can right here"
 
"If I wanted to hide behind the bushes, I probably wouldn't be willing to go nude at all." I stand up and step out of my shoes before I unbuckle my belt and push down everything at once. My crotch is hairy, as are my upper thighs. Currently my cock hangs limply, not particularly impressive-looking, but again, it is not hard...yet.
 
"Perfect answer"

I stand up and slip out of my clothes. shorts/ top, bra and panties

"Ok we survived this so far"

looking at you up and down for a bit.
more hair then I was expecting, but otherwise he just needs to get some exercise

Taking your hand

"Let's go get wet!!!"

We walk to the water and go in
 
I chuckle at the double entendre, glancing at your body as we walk towards the water. It does wake up certain parts of me, and by the time we get to the water I am already at a half-chub, as they say.

That said, I don't move, if you want to let go and go swimming that's okay, but I don't go anywhere if you don't.
 
When we reach the edge I glance over at you.

"You do swim right?"

I wade into the water until up to my waist and turn to wait for you

"It's chilly, but otherwise ok"
 
I smile and dive forward, swimming out against the incoming waves until it's easier to do. I wave at you to indicate I'm okay.

"This is great!", I yell, laughing as I enjoy the feeling of utter freedom.
 
I swim out to where you are.
"Once you get used to it, it's too bad"

"You doing ok? Being nude???"
 
"Absolutely, but it feels a lot better when it's with you." My smile is full of affection, but I don't show just how much I care for you. Not yet, anyways. But it's obvious there's more that I'm not telling you, even if all of it is positive.
 
"Good, one thing to remember"
"Even though we are both nude, we're not naked, this isn't about sex"

"Just being natural around each other"
 
"Right. But...what if I think of it in both ways? Like, I'm okay with 'just being natural around each other,' but...that's not all that's running through my head. Is that frowned upon?" Now the worry and insecurity starts to come back into my voice and mannerisms, and I stop swimming and tread water as I nervously wait for your response.
 
I smile at that question.

"Well I guess that means, you're alive???"

Swimming back to shore

"easier to talk on the shore"

When we reach it, we walk up to the blanket and sit down

"It can get confusing I guess. Just because we nude, doesn't mean we're not aware of the other person in a sexual way"

"I guess it's similar if we were dressed nicely and out together. You may look at me and I may look at you and think how nice it would be to make love"

"I guess more, that just because we are nude, doesn't mean that sex will happen"

"Make sense?"
 
"Oh, yeah, I totally get that. Every reliable thing I've read about nudism says that and I am totally in agreement." As I am sitting on the couch, my cock is rising steadily and it stands fairly tall, about five and a half inches. But I hardly notice it as my eyes are drawn to you, both your face as well as the rest. Still, my boner does seem in direct opposition to what we are both saying.
 
"I think you're somewhat of a natural at this"
Now how am I going to tell him, thanks but no thanks. I can see he is hard, but not ready yet

"Let's just relax for a bit, then I guess we should head back"
 
I can already tell that you're not ready, and your words confirm it. "Okay," I say, not really looking in any way disappointed. After all, I kinda expected this, and it's not like I didn't get a lot of good memories for...later. I hadn't yet really masturbated to the thought of you, which honestly surprised me. But I feel I might do so later tonight.
 
"Thank you!!!"
"Don't think that you're not attractive to me, OK? As I mentioned before I don't handle breakups very well. But you have already made a huge difference in this one"

Leaning over I kiss your cheek.
 
My face lights up when you kiss me, and I do the same to you. "I know, and I'm glad to have made a difference," I say after I give you an affectionate peck on your cheek. Afterwards, I grab my boxers and casually drape them over my still-hard cock, so it isn't so obvious.
 
I lean against you for a moment. Just to be close to someone
When you put your boxers over your cock.
I move them off.

"It's not something to be ashamed of, part of you and very natural"

I circle my fingers around you.
"Looks like a tree, standing in a forest"
Touching your hair

"You don't trim? Do you prefer natural there?"
"I usually trim, just to keep things neat and tidy"
 
I am definitely feeling you circling your fingers around me and I let out a soft moan. "I do. Prefer it that way." I glance down at your lap. "Would you stop trimming, if it felt comfortable?" I do not let my hands leave where they are, afraid that you're not ready for me to touch you and I don't want to scare you off. Currently they are resting on my thighs.
 
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