Shade, Sun, and Neighbors Ch. 04

As you might guess, William and I enjoyed a full afternoon of passionate sex, often talking to each other about Steve or Carrie's body, but more about their reactions to our bodies. After dark, we even went out under the maple tree to retrieve the tray and glasses, and we wound up making love there on the blanket. Although we figured that the neighbors could not see us in the dark, I don't think we would have stopped if they did see us.

After the two of us, in just a matter of weeks, had come so far in what William called our nude self-confidence, I continued to look for ways to keep the experiences new and exciting. Steve and Carrie maintained their usual routine of going nude when sitting on the patio, swimming, and doing yard work. William and I joined them in this regular habit, and I immediately wished I had enjoyed the pleasures of being outside in the nude earlier in life.

I liked the way Carrie would show up nude at the back door for a little visit, so I tried joining them on their patio that way a few times. I liked the way William followed Steve's lead by working around the yard, seemingly without a care about being exposed, and both of them were always at least half erect. Despite appearances, though, William told me it was still difficult to let the others see him that way. No doubt, it didn't help that Carrie and I teased the two of them, saying we didn't think we'd see them completely flaccid ever again. Of course, she and I were both happy to see their penises remain fuller and to keep them on edge a bit, not to mention that a stiffer penis bounces more when the man moves about.

Every once in a while, we each had occasion to be the only ones nude in front of the others. One of the times Carrie dropped in, William and I were just going out to run errands. At their house, I once came in from a luncheon outing with Carrie, and Steve was coming in from a swim. For them, however, I think the feeling was not that unusual.

On the other hand, on another occasion, Carrie and I were planning to go shopping for wallpaper border that I wanted for our bedroom. Before heading out to the store, she and I were in the bedroom to measure the walls, and William came in from mowing the grass out front, meaning that he was dressed when he came inside. He was going to jump in the shower when he found us in the room and seemed surprised and a little embarrassed because we made no effort to hurry or go.

Neither of us made any effort to look the other way either when he finally started to undress for his shower. With both of us fully dressed and smiling, he perhaps felt challenged and decided to show how daring he could be. His shirt and shorts were off quickly, and the underpants came down after only a brief pause. He never turned away while stripping and left the bathroom door open when he went in to shower.

Carrie and I took our time (who can concentrate on measuring walls when a man can be seen in the shower in the next room), so we were still in the room when he came out. Leaving his towel aside, he even came over to us to talk to us about our plans for the afternoon. I was proud of his confident display, and our stares must have pleased him because his penis grew erect while we talked.

After that daring show, I wanted to prove my own confidence too. My opportunity came soon enough. William and I had been out for part of the morning, and we had to get back in time for William to go golfing with Steve. I walked with William next door, where we found Steve waiting on the patio, but Carrie was not home. They had a little time, so we sat to talk before the guys left, and I saw my chance to satisfy my curiosity about taking such a dare. I stood up and said, "It's getting warm out here. Do you mind if I take a quick dip in the pool?"

Steve quickly answered, "Of course not. Feel free anytime."

I had the attention of both and started to unbutton my blouse. Because we had been to some stores before, I was wearing a bra. It was thin enough to let my nipples show through, which the men could see as I faced them while undressing. With my slacks off next, they could see that my panties matched the bra and did little to hide my pubic hair.

Steve remarked, "It's strange, but I've never seen you in your underwear."

"Do you approve of this style," I asked and turned around to show that my panties were see-through in the back as well.

"Oh, yes, I approve, that is, if underwear is necessary, yours seem to me to be a good choice."

William was beaming as he watched me continue stripping for them. "Well, no undies are needed for the pool," I said, and I faced them again as I reached behind to unclasp my bra. Pulling the loose straps off my arms, I placed it on the chair with my other clothes. Neither of them took their eyes off me as I paused, still needing to gather my courage. Proudly, I kept my composure, eased my panties down my legs, dropped them on the chair, and stood for a few moments for them to examine me.

Only when I thought I had given them enough of a show did I walk around to the deeper side of the pool, deliberately giving them a view of my bottom in motion, and dived in. When it was time for them to go, I got out to give William a kiss good-bye. And to give both one more look at my dripping nudity. It was difficult for William to tear himself away and go then, and we later made love, talking entirely of how my scene had made both of us so aroused.

William and I also paid a return visit to the quarry the next time he had a call at the university. Although neither of us spoke about it, it was understood that we both wanted to lay out in the nude this time. In the middle of summer, with the weather somewhat hotter, the "beachfront" was even more crowded than before, and no matter where we spread our blanket, we were going to be very close to others. Looking for people we wouldn't mind being next to, I noticed that a few more couples were baring all today, but there were still several men with the baggy trunks and topless girlfriends, and still a few men alone and gawking. "So what," I figured.

"Don't those two look familiar?" William asked, and he pointed to a couple up ahead.

"Yeah, they're the ones from last time, the guy who took our picture."

They were camped out a bit away from the water's edge, and there was room next to them for our blanket, so we had found our spot. The two of them were sitting up as we approached, and I could see again her shaved vagina and his odd looking (to me) uncircumcised penis. They looked our way and must have recognized us. "The romantic couple returns," she exclaimed, and he offered a friendly, "Welcome back."

"Hi again. Glad to see you," I said, and immediately hoped they would not take that the wrong way. "Are you guys regulars here?"

"We can't get tans like this in our backyard," she replied, laughing. "By the way, we're Karen and Ed."

"We're Linda and William. We live about two hours away, so we don't get here so often. It's a great place, though."

William and I went about the task of spreading out our blanket, and then William started to fidget with something in the athletic bag. Maybe he was stalling to see what I would do. I was determined not to be shy or afraid. Still on my feet, plainly in view of our new acquaintances and several other potential watchers nearby, I quickly untied my bikini top and dropped it on the ground.

Continuing our brief conversation, Karen said, "You'll need plenty of sunscreen today in this heat."

Acutely aware that they were looking at me, I answered, "That will just make the water feel all the better," and then, before I could think about it too much, I hooked my thumbs in my bikini bottom and peeled it off in front of them and who knows how many others. Ed certainly didn't turn away, and I noticed a number of other pairs of eyes glancing or staring my way.

William was taken aback by my abruptness, but he soon caught up. Getting to his feet, he followed my example and peeled his suit down and off. He told me later that he was fighting his nerves, on the one hand, and arousal at my stripping, on the other. As a result, his penis was not fully erect, but it was partially on the way there. Karen didn't turn away from his display, and I liked the fact that they, like us, enjoyed gazing at another's nude body for the first time.

While we were both still on our feet, I got out the sunscreen. It was sexier to apply it while standing, and I enjoyed rubbing it into my breasts and thighs. At my request, William did my back, and it made me quiver when he ran his hands over my bare bottom in front of so many. I did the same for him, and when I noticed that he was too shy to touch himself, I tenderly applied some lotion to his penis and testicles so they might get red from excitement, but not from sunburn.

All oiled up, we finally sat down. I leaned back on my elbows, but kept my legs together out in front of me, and William followed my example. Karen remarked, "How nice to see a couple take care of each other so lovingly. I'm glad you're back and next to us. Ed could use some lessons that way."

I looked at him and noticed that the head of his penis was peeking out a little. We made eye contact, and he saw where I had been looking. I smiled, and he shrugged his shoulders as if to say, "Whaddya gonna do?" Karen saw him and giggled as she gave him a slap on his bottom.

Given the way I had started to study various bodies, I took note of other differences that made their bodies interesting. His penis and her shaved vagina were the obvious ones. His chest and legs (but not the top of his head) had lots more hair than I had seen on William or Steve, yet I was surprised to see that this didn't mean that his pubic hair would be any denser. About Karen, her bottom was very rounded, and her breasts and nipples, despite a little drooping, would sometimes be covered by her long, straight brown hair when she sat up, and that looked sexy.

Because we felt we could trust them to take care of our bag of stuff, William and I were able to go in the water together. Walking to the water's edge, I felt many eyes on my bottom. William was predictably in a frisky mood, and his hands and fingers gave me a great deal of pleasure under the water. In my hands, his penis was soon fully erect, but we didn't do any more than play with each other like that. In order to get out of the water without such evident arousal, William said he needed to swim and work off the tension. I went in the other direction so as not to distract him, and after several minutes saw him walk back to our blanket, apparently without drawing more attention to his body than was proper.

I swam in toward the water's edge and got out a little further down the way than I planned. I could have gotten back in the water, but I decided to try my resolve again. Stepping out onto the beach, nude and dripping wet, I walked the hundred feet or so back towards our blanket. Along the way, I had to pass several people, some nude or partially nude, some covered. In fact, at least two guys in shorts made it a point to walk past me.

Unknown to me at the moment, William was getting it all on camera, including shots of me near one of those guys with the shorts, but also shots of me near people whose nude bodies, male and female, were on display in the sun as much as mine. Back at the blanket, I was toweling off as William took one more picture that showed me with Ed and Karen in the background.

Ed noticed the camera and offered to take a picture of us together again. I was hoping to get such a snapshot, and the two of us posed arm in arm.

"Do you want me to get in closer, like last time?"

William told him, "One like that would be fine, but be sure to get one of us from head to toe also." And that's what he did, having us turn in different ways so that at least one or two would turn out well. As I later saw when looking at these pictures, Ed must have been turning us so that my vagina would be clearly visible in the sun, rather than hidden by shadows.

When I finally sat down again, William was telling me that he was starting to like it when women passed by and gave his penis a quick sidelong glance. Some got to see more than others, depending on how well he was dealing with his arousal.

Then he mentioned that he still did not have a picture of me naked. It was a good thing that Ed or Karen did not hear him, so we didn't have to explain. Without speaking, I leaned back and opened my legs, not so wide as to be too obvious, but enough to show my labia to him and the camera. After that, I turned on my stomach for a while and rested, but I spent as much time on my back, legs parted, that afternoon. Any number of people passing by were able to see me naked, including Ed and Karen when they came back from a swim.

I rolled on my side to face them. "Do you mind if I ask you a personal question?"

"Let me guess," Karen answered. "You want to know about my lack of pubic hair."

"Sorry, I was curious. It looks very nice. Is it comfortable?"

"It is now, in a couple of ways. First, if you shave regularly, you don't get the rash or itching that comes from a one-time rush job. Second, after being talked into it by this husband of mine, I had to get over the jitters when it came time to let the whole world see my bald vagina. Now, I think I even like the stares."

"I'm glad to hear you say that. I am trying to get comfortable enough to like the stares too."

Ed said, "You're doing very well then from what I can see, but I hope I'm not staring and making you uncomfortable."

"No, I'm fine with you guys. In fact, I was hoping you didn't think I was staring too much at you."

Karen summed up our mutual feelings: "So we all like to stare a little. Big deal. What's a little nudity among friends, huh?" The rest of the afternoon was more comfortable than I would have imagined.

When it was time to go that day, I suggested to William that we stay nude to walk back to the barrier separating this part of the beach from the family part. He smiled at my desire to make the sensations last as long as possible, so everyone still there at that hour got one more show.

At home, we looked at the pictures on our computer, and we were able to share them with Carrie and Steve this time. They liked all of the shots and took special note of the ones that showed me with other people also in the frame. "It looks like Linda won't ever be running away from someone who sees her nude again," Steve observed.

Carrie said, "You know, I think we can change our group's plans now. Let's have them back to our place so we can use the pool. And let's invite our neighbors."

"What group is that?" I asked.

"We get together with some other couples every few months," Carrie explained. "In the summers, Steve and I like to host the parties because we have the pool. There's a party coming up next week, but we made up an excuse to have someone else host it. You see, we didn't know you would be okay with so many nudists. Even after the little picnic show, we didn't want to presume that you would feel comfortable in a crowd. But now, finding out that you've been to a crowded beach and seeing these pictures, well, I think you're invited. What do you say?"

I looked at William. He said, "I can if you can."

"That's what I was going to say to you," I replied.

Steve then said, "Carrie didn't tell you the whole story. Sometimes there may be some sex involved, but—."

"You mean swapping partners all night?" I didn't mean to sound so shocked, but the idea went way beyond my present limits.

"No," Carrie quickly answered, "nothing like that, really. We all like looking at other bodies, so sometimes we like to have sex with our own partners in view of each other. It's more of a show. But you wouldn't have to do anything you didn't want to do."

Having finished looking at our pictures on the computer, the four of us were going back downstairs to our front room. As was our recent habit, we were all nude. William sat in a chair, and I sat on the arm of the chair next to him. His penis was getting erect, so I knew Carrie's invitation intrigued him. "How does it work at these parties?" I asked.

"Nothing complicated," replied Carrie. "For instance, I might begin like this," and she pulled Steve closer to the sofa she sat on, stroked his penis and put it in her mouth. We could see them from the side, and I was stunned by the sexiness of their passion and by the memory of times when William and I might have been seen in exactly this position.

Every once in a while, I had looked at William and myself in a mirror as we made love, curious about what we looked like that way, and now I was getting a live show from our friends. She continued to suck him until he stepped back, knelt before her, and picked her legs up to put them over his shoulders. Her vagina opened for his tongue, and she clearly enjoyed his technique. "Do you like what you see?" she asked.

I could hardly speak, but managed to whisper, "It's lovely."

They moved to the floor with her on her hands and knees, and he entered her from behind. "This is our favorite position," she panted. "Feel free to move around and look from any angle."

I got up, fascinated. I had no idea that such a scene would have so many exciting details. The way his testicles bounced, the way the shaft of his penis slid in and out of her, the way the flesh of her bottom and breasts shook when he pushed into her. I loved it all.

Also, I became aware of how they enhanced their pleasure by looking at us while they made love, how being able to see our bodies while they experienced the feelings of their bodies made their sex more exciting. She cried out when her orgasm hit, and Steve's face contorted when he soon followed. They collapsed on the floor, and after a few moments, I got up to get wash cloths for them. William and I were both very aroused. They could see William's arousal clearly enough, but we were at a loss for words.


Having rested a while, Carrie and Steve got up. Before they left, she looked at William and me, smiled at our blushes, and said, "You two think about it and let us know. We'd love to see you at the party. And I do mean see."

William and I just looked at each other, a little bit stunned. "Do you think you could do that?" he asked.

"I don't know."

"Me neither," he said, and I was glad to know we were still both approaching these new experiences at the same speed. He added, "They looked like they enjoyed it, though."

"Oh, I got turned on too, and we all know you did. But we were watching, not doing."

"You still turned on?"

"Yes, very."

"You want to—," but I stopped him.

"I don't want to do anything right now. I think I want to keep feeling what I'm feeling and keep wondering what I'm wondering."

"Wondering what?"

"Whether I could make love with you while they watched. I know it would be only fair. I just was not going to be ready to do it for them tonight. It all happened so fast." I took his penis in my hand, bent over and gave it a deep kiss. "Maybe if I make myself wait I'll want you so bad that I won't care who watches." And we went to bed for the night.

It was true that I did want William very much then, and more the next morning. We didn't say a lot to each other over breakfast or afterward, although we both probably had a great deal to think about.

In the afternoon, I pushed myself to a decision. Having made a few preparations, I told William, "I've laid out some clothes for you on the bed. Why don't you put them on and meet me on the patio?" He could see that I was wearing my short silk robe, but he couldn't tell what, if anything, I had on underneath it. With a quizzical smile, he went upstairs, and when he returned shortly, I knew he understood my idea and was ready to go along with me.