Steven & Kirsty
Steven and kirsty have been going out with each other for a week. They met at university in London, and Steven wants to shag her. However, Kirsty is keener to take him home to meet Mum, and after managing to persuade him, she takes Steven home by train to Brighton, which extraordinarily for a British train, runs on time. This means that they have reached their destination early.
The two lovebirds arrive at Brighton station.
"Do you want to stop for a coffee?" "Nah, I'm ok if you are" replies Steven, wondering what there is to do in Brighton. Even after a week, Kirsty still can't help staring at her handsome boyfriend.
So they walk out of the station, with Steven hoping something will catch his eye. Meeting Kirsty's mother isn't his idea of sexy.
Steven stops to check the time. "Blimey we've got a couple of hours to kill, before we meet up with your mum"
"Yeah well you can never rely on the trains to arrive on time" Kirsty replies
They wander down from the station when suddenly Steven stops and points. "The sea! Come on-lets go down to the beach"
It is not very busy at the moment which makes it ideal for the sweethearts to enjoy a quiet walk.
Having walked quite a long way down the beach from the station, Kirsty realises that they may as well continue, as this will lead them to her Mum's house.
Steven sees no problem with this idea.
"Okay honey, sounds cool" he replies. When he looks at her, Kirsty goes all gooey eyed at him.
"Yeah well before we continue I need a drink" says Kirsty. She gets the water out of the rucksack, and proceeds to drink.
As she drinks, they continue to wander slowly up the beach.
Suddenly they arrive at a sign and a small embankment of stones announcing the naturist part of the beach.
They both stop and stare at the sign warning them that at least one of them has to be nude to continue. "Oh better turn back" says Steven. "No it's too far to go back".
"Ok girl, get yer kit off" jokes Steven. "Er I don't think so, I know people in Brighton and if you think I am taking my clothes off for the pervs then you are very mistaken"
"However it needn't stop you from taking your clothes off-in fact that would be a very good idea actually..." she suggests "Whoa babe, you brought me here, I think it should be you"
"And as I won't and you won't, I suggest we go back" continues Steven quickly realising that his girlfriend is no pushover. "No, because otherwise we'll have to walk right back along the beach and all the way round to get back. Do you want that?" she continues
Kirsty hopes like mad that he'll accept her story...
"So, it's either off with your clothes..." "Er no babe, I don't think so" he interrupts quickly "...or its a very long walk, its your choice" she continues
Steven isn't at all keen, but he isn't keen on a very long walk either. And the thought of taking his clothes off in front of his girlfriend of one week....in public....
He laughs nervously. She doesn't say anything. "All right babe, just for you I will do it."
She can't believe her luck!
And he can't quite believe he is doing it either. In fact his head is starting to swim. "It would just be my luck to run into some mates now"
"You could take your clothes off you know. No one will see you" he says
"Well as you're already doing it, I don't need to do I?" says Kirsty ogling his chest
He isn't quite sure about her logic, but she looks so sweet.
"Just because I am, does not mean you can't" he goads. This line of argument isn't getting him anywhere, so he starts to put his shirt into the rucksack
Although she looks a picture of calm, her heart is pounding. And he is just pondering the fact that they haven't known each other that long and she is making him undress in front of the whole world!
The cool sea breeze becomes more noticeable as Steven takes his trousers off whilst trying to think of some way to change this course of events. Although he is desperately trying to keep calm Steven can't help a lump rising in his throat as he finally has to expose his penis.
"Do I have to take everything off?" he asks, hoping that he can get away without being completely naked
"Naturist means going naked doesn't it. So, yes it does mean taking everything off. You'll look fine, don't worry about it" she soothes
The wind is cutting through his arse and bollocks, making him feel very exposed. Which of course, he is.
She was now able to get a glimpse of him almost completely in the buff. 'He's fucking gorgeous' she thinks quietly
'Nice arse too' she ponders as he folds up his trousers
"Where are your underpants Steven?". Kirsty has noticed that he wears nothing under the trousers. "I don't wear them, its more comfortable without"
Oh well then you'll be even more comfortable now then won't you?"she smirks whilst enjoying eyeing up his dick.
"It's not my idea of comfortable, lady." So, now naked in front of the world, the breeze howling round his private parts, he packs away his trousers...
"Still if it keeps you happy that's the main thing" He stops for a second as his heart is beating like mad. Kirsty can't believe her eyes-he's done it!
Feeling more than a bit self aware he looks round the beach to see who's looking at him. Seconds feel like minutes as he stands totally naked in public for the first time. "Don't worry, it'll soon be over" she laughs
"All right, come on then. You look fine" She realises that she is going to enjoy walking up the beach with this naked hunk by her side.
Steven and Kirsty have arrived in Brighton to visit her Mum, and because they are early, they have gone for a walk on the beach. In order to progress, they have to continue through the naturist section, so within an hour of leaving the station, Steven has found himself, against his better judgement, having to take his clothes off in front of his girlfriend of one week, as Kirsty won't in case she knows somebody. Meanwhile Kirsty is secretly delighted that he is stripping off in front of her very eyes as she thinks he's gorgeous.
After having put his clothes away, Steven replaces his shoes, feeling like the whole world is staring at him.
He fiddles around with his shoes, thinking 'I should just put my clothes back on'. "Babe why don't we just go back and we'll get a taxi or something?" Kirsty doesn't agree, so she ignores his suggestion.
She enjoys staring down at his lean body and youthful broad shoulders.
"Okay, lets get going" he says rather seriously. He can't believe he's doing this! His head is reeling as it's the first time he's been naked in public.
Kirsty, oblivious to his worries, takes his hand warmly, closes her eyes not quite believing what's in front of her. On a beach with a handsome hunk whose naked-and he's all hers!
Unable to keep his face straight, Steven suggests that they wander down to the water.
"Everyone's staring babe", he laughs nervously.
"No they're not" Kirsty replies-"You worry too much!" Each step feels like an eternity, with the oddest sensation of his flapping cock and balls open to the cool breeze.
Despite her views to the contrary, Steven is aware that he is the object of several pairs of eyes on the beach.
Kirsty, meanwhile, is enjoying this romantic walk beside the sea
"Mmmm. Thats strange..." he mutters. "I just love the sea, don't you Steven?" Kirsty cooes.
"It has its moments babe" he responds not sounding entirely convinced that this is one of those moments.
And the more he looks around him, the more he realises that he's virtually the only naked person on the beach!
"Honey, is there something wrong?"
"Kirsty, there's no one else naked on this beach!"
"Steven you look fine, stop worrying. Anyway I have seen a couple of people without clothes on."
"Yeah its ok for you to say that, but I haven't seen them. This is supposed to be a naturist beach and everyone else is wearing something." "Honey calm down - we haven't got far to go. We don't want to get fined do we?"
"Anyway you look gorgeous to me, so come on."
"All right", he says, a little shyly, enjoying her compliment. He finds it disconcerting being gawped at by a load of would-be naturists who have kept their own clothes on!
Placated by Kirsty, Steven takes her hand and they continue with their walk
"It feels weird walking around with nothing on babe." Kirsty doesn't say a word. She is amazed he's had the guts to do it at all.
"Steven, can we stop for a minute?"
"I just need to get the water from the rucksack that's all"
So, they stop again, and whilst Kirsty fumbles around in the rucksack for the water, Steven tries not to feel too self conscious
"Have you got it babe?" he asks trying deflect his mind from thinking too much. He pulls on his penis. 'If I'm going to be stared at by all and sundry then my cock had better be looking its best' he thinks.
Having stopped for Kirsty to get the water, Steven can't believe how breezy it gets around his balls when he's naked.
Kirsty puts the water bottle back. Meanwhile Steven's head is going round in circles. He just can't believe he is in a strange town, on a strange beach, with nothing on, tugging on his dick! It is all becoming overwhelming for him
Kirsty takes her time putting the bottle back. She actually wants to stroke his bottom, and disguises this by rummaging around in his rucksack!
"Listen babe, why don't you have the rucksack for a while, then you can get a drink whenever you need one" Steven offers.
They continue with their walk. Behind them a couple of women are giggling.
Added to which it sounds as though the giggling is directed at them.
"I must be becoming paranoid" he mutters to himself
Normally he would turn around and stare at someone who is laughing at him. However this isn't a normal moment, so he pulls Kirsty on.
Kirsty doesn't walk quite as fast as Steven, so he just has to bide his time. The giggles are getting nearer.
"Kirsty hi-I don't think you heard us" They turn round to see two older women.
'Oh no this is all I fucking need' thinks Steven. 'We only have to bump into some friends of hers'.
What had started out as a crazy idea was fast becoming something appalling...
And Kirsty evidently knows them quite well, which is even more dreadful for Steven.
So now he is naked on a naturist beach where people keep their clothes on, with a girlfriend who insisted on keeping her clothes on, talking to friends of her's who've also got their clothes on.
"So when did you arrive here?" asks the taller woman "Well we got here about an hour ago and we thought we'd wander up the beach" replies Kirsty
Eventually, after what feels like a lifetime to Steven, the shorter woman goes to shake his hand as he tries unsuccessfully to hide behind Kirsty. 'It's as if they haven't noticed anything at all...' he thinks.
On a trip to Brighton, Steven and Kirsty have walked down the beach, only to run into the naturist section, where Steven has found himself unwillingly having to take his clothes off. He is finding it quite nerve wracking to be naked in public for the first time, and in front of his new girlfriend too! It isn't any easier because she has kept her clothes on in case she runs into someone she knows. Funnily enough, this is exactly what has happened, as Steven, already very conscious of being the only person naked on the nudist beach, finds himself introduced to people Kirsty knows, who are also fully clothed.
Whilst shaking hands with Barbara the red head, Steven attempts a casual demeanour
And tries as hard as possible to act naturally during the introductions. "Hello I'm Shirley" says the taller woman
But really he just doesn't know where to look. As they shake hands he feels completely vulnerable.
However the two women take no time in eyeing up the lad, particularly when Kirsty introduces Steven as her boyfriend.
"So when did you arrive here?" the taller woman asks "Well we arrived about an hour ago and thought we'd go for a walk" replies Kirsty
'Well could the day have started any worse?' Steven wonders, looking round to see if there was any quick way out of this situation.The girls chat among themselves, but he is too preoccupied to listen.
"...and anyway Steven offered to take his clothes off rather than have to walk all the way back" Kirsty was saying. That was not quite how he remembered it.
To Steven's surprise the women then move round either side of him and they continue their journey down the beach. "So why are you wearing your clothes? Steven asks Barbara. "Well we've just been to the shops and thought we'd come back this way"
"Are you a nudist?" she counters. "No!" he says a little defensively
"Oh right" she says sounding unconvinced. Barbara likes this naked young man. He notices that she is unable to stop smiling.
"Oh Steven can you take the rucksack for a while?" Kirsty asks.
"You're quite a tanned boy aren't you?" says Barbara unable to take her eyes off him
"Your boyfriend is nicely tanned isn't he Kirsty" Barbara says mischievously.
"I trust that you have put some tanning lotion on haven't you?" asks Barbara still staring at Steven as they proceed up the beach
"It's just you never know what could get sunburnt" she continues, looking down unable to resist staring at his dick
"I mean, you've got all your bits out so you should be protected you know" continues Barbara rather insistently. Steven isn't sure where this is leading
"Well when I came out today I didn't think I'd be on the beach......" "Oh nonsense, what else would you be doing in Brighton" chimes Shirley rather loudly
"Well I think we should get some lotion rubbed in" "We've got some sun tan lotion in the rucksack" notes Kirsty
Shirley hooks her arm through Steven's. "You can't go round like that without protection" she repeats as the women stare down at his penis. Steven can't believe how naked he feels.
Their rapt attention is overwhelming
"You don't want a sore cock" Shirley exclaims. Her loud tactlessness amuses him
Feeling that Barbara and Shirley have a point, Kirsty rummages for the lotion. Once again they stop and Steven glances down, not knowing where to look
"I could just put my clothes back on..." he starts "Oh whatever for? No, just put on the lotion. We'll do it for you" Barbara interrupts
Whilst Kirsty looks for the lotion, Barbara continues to stare at Steven's lithe physique. 'That is one nice body. Nice legs. Nice everything actually. Kirsty is a lucky girl' muses Barbara to herself
"Well we'd better rub you up" says Kirsty naughtily.
Steven notices Barbara's arm shoot out for some lotion to rub in to him.
Noticing her keenness to rub oil into him he ponders. 'I don't need to walk around in public with an erection as well..'
He stands there as Barbara starts to rub the lotion over his back. 'This is just surreal. I have no clothes on, I'm on a nudist beach with clothed strangers, I'm supposed to be meeting Kirsty's mum, and now they want to oil me up.....Am I about to wake up?'
"Oi watch it, that lotion's cold!" But Barbara just seems to find that funny
In the meantime Kirsty is able to stop and admire her boyfriend's body without him or anyone else noticing
"Give me some lotion Kirsty" asks Shirley who has been watching Barbara, and wants to join in Kirsty squeezes out the last of the lotion
Steven doesn't move a muscle now. He can't, as he's trying not to have an erection. But he's still appalled. In making an effort not to be turned on, he's hoping like mad that they won't go near his dick. 'It wouldn't be so bad but with half the world watching...'
Barbara notices what she thinks is sunburn. It enables her to feel his thigh, as she gets nearer and nearer his cock
However Barbara hasn't noticed his furrowed concentration as her fingers work their way up his inside thigh.
"Listen I need another drink. You guys can get on with that can't you?" "Get me one too will you?" asks Shirley "Try not to leave anything exposed will you" Kirsty mutters before heading up the beach. Steven detects some sarcasm in her voice.
"Just leave him to us honey" jokes Barbara. Steven looks back at Kirsty disappearing with his clothes in the rucksack.
'God that woman knows where to touch to wind me up' Steven notes still desperately hoping that he won't get a stiffy
He was using all his powers not to react to that slow rhythmic massage on his stomach
However her hands are working their way round and getting nearer and nearer his balls 'Cor they certainly know where to put their hands...this could be even more embarrassing' he thinks, as their soft firm hands caress him
Meanwhile Kirsty returns to find the women with their hands all over her boyfriend's more intimate parts
"There you are- MUM!" "Oh thanks Kirsty"
'Leave them for five minutes and my mum has her hands on my boy's arse. It's unbelieveable' Kirsty thinks to herself, quietly amused
As the terrible truth dawns on Steven that Kirsty's mum has her hands all around his thigh and bottom he can barely contain himself.
He just can't believe his ears...If there's one way to meet his girlfriend's mum then this is not it, and to learn the truth when her hands are still massaging lotion over his naked arse. 'Can this day get any more unreal...?'
If an hour ago you'd have asked Steven whether today he'd be strolling along the beach completely naked arm in arm with his girlfriend, her Mother and her Aunt - all fully clothed mind you - he'd like to think he'd give you a thick lip. But this is exactly what he has ended up doing.Without really having much of a chance to stop these increasingly bizarre events the 20 year old lad now finds himself standing petrified while Kirsty's Mum and Aunt smear suntan lotion of the boy's naked body!
Steven finds himself trying to stifle an erection.'That bloody woman with her soft gentle soothing hands is really Auntie Barbara.'
"I think I should rub sunscreen all over your supple cock and balls" asks Auntie, but for some reason Steven cannot answer.
Everything seems to be running in slo-mo and yet Steven cannot prevent Auntie Barb's hand inching towards his dick, hanging so vulnerable and exposed between his legs.
The feeling of her cool hand touching his soft foreskin sends a strange feeling coursing through his body as his girlfriend looks on.
And Kirsty's Mum approves heartily as the lad's penis is slowly handled by the experienced older women.
Both women chuckle as Auntie Barb, not content to merely touch him begins to stroke his tender young privates.
Steven's attempts to shout his protests are strangely silent and she carries on like a runaway train.
Any second now she'll pull back his juicy soft foreskin, revealing his oh-so-tender pink virginal knob...exposing it to the cool breeze, his girlfriend, the beach voyeurs, the...
"Are you all right dear? I think you've just had a funny turn" asks Barbara suddenly aware that the boy wasn't quite looking himself. "Come on let's get some air into your lungs"
"I'm fine thanks" is all Steven can reply. "Thank goodness she doesn't know what I was thinking then! Urrgh! Where did that thought come from?" he wonders.
So the group continue on their way. Strangely enough, Auntie Barb is rather taken with her niece's boyfriend and makes an opportunity to look over her shoulder and take-in the young beau's behind.
Shirley notices her sister's interest and decides she'd better take a look herself. A shapely behind it is. The tanline proof that he really isn't a naturist at all.
"You seem a very fit boy Steven" remarks Barbara.
Barbara's comment gives Shirley the excuse to linger a little more on the lad's shapely rear. "Kirsty darling, your boyfriend must be quite a footballer with legs like these."
"You must invite us to one of your matches" adds Barb. Try as he might Steven cannot help thinking these remarks are rather flirtatious.
"Martial Arts is my thing actually" he answers, trying not to encourage her.
"If you need anyone in your corner to give you a rub-down..." gibes Barb
"...or give you some intensive physio before a fight!" "Actually I don't do it competitively." replies Steven, keen to keep things on an even keel.
"Oh that's a shame" she continues. "Blimey, these women are all over me. And if I didn't already have my clothes off!" thinks Steven and smiles a little anxiously.
Steven doesn't have time to think more on this as just then, "Shirley! Hi darling, it's me."
Kirsty's best friend from Brighton, Angela, kisses her hellos.
"You're quite a scene on the beach this afternoon Kirsty darling. Who IS this naked hunk with you?" asks Angela loudly."Angie, this is my boyfriend Steven"
"You must be quite the most outrageous lad Kirsty has ever gone out with. She's SO conservative. Do you and your friends prefer to be nude then ...
...I suppose with a gorgeous body like that you want everyone to admire it!" As Angela talks a strange lump rises in his throat. He feels more naked than ever and she thinks he's some kind of nude fanatic!
"I was just saying...er...I'm not a nudist...Errrm...this is the first time I've ever gone naked outside" and he finds himself trying to, rather pathetically, cover himself.
Unable to see his anxiety, Shirley invites Angela to join the group. "If you've time, you can stroll home with us." she offers.
"So you don't go naked normally. That explains it. I could see your white bum from the other end of the beach!" Angela loses no time in taking advantage of the situation for a bit of fun.
"At Kirsty's you can sunbathe nude in her back garden so your buttocks match the rest of you...
...as long as you don't mind all Kirsty's friends dropping in to see the show. I'll protect you!"
At that second, and as if a result of natural justice, Angela takes a wrong step on the hard pebbles beneath her feet.
Seconds later and she is sprawled on the ground.
Nude as he is Steven's natural instinct is to help and he wastes no time in stooping to her aid.
"Are you alright? Do you think you can stand? Here, let me help you up." asks Steven, concerned for Kirsty's friend. Angela cannot help feeling terribly flattered by the attentions of this nude athletic hero in her midst. But then...
"Ahhhhh!" as pain shoots through her ankle like a red hot dagger.
"Just leave him to us honey" jokes Barbara. Steven looks back at Kirsty disappearing with his clothes in the rucksack.
As Kirsty stoops to help, for a second Steven appreciates the feeling of crouching naked in public. The cool seabreeze enveloping his drooping cock and scrotum, his parted buttocks and his tight pink anus.
"Come on luv, see if you can get up." Kirsty says helpfully
Steven has no trouble at all pulling Angela's weight up onto her good leg. And he detects that the women around him are more then a little impressed by his prowess.
Buoyed by this he moves in closer to do the job properly and wrap Angela's arm around his body for support.
Steven tries to put the feeling of Angela's warm & clothed presence aside and help her walk.
With Steven giving her considerable support she take a tentative step...
...but it is no good as she is once again wracked with pain.
Kirsty sees that to continue this way would be futile "Angela there's only one thing for it."
How could a daytrip to Brighton become so surreal? How is it that one man can be made to strip to his birthday suit by his girlfriend on a public beach, find himself the object of public attention, meet up with the girlfriend's friends and relatives he's never met before and then get sun tan lotion rubbed in by them -to the point where he very nearly has some kind of wet dream about them massaging his cock and balls in front of them!! What is going on? However, it's not over yet. Angela (Kirsty's friend) has twisted her ankle and now Kirsty has a suggestion to help sort out the problem...
Moments earlier the conversation had been about how fit Steven is so it's not long before Kirsty comes up with the following suggestion- "Steven, why don't you carry Angela on your shoulders?" she asks sweetly.
Steven gallantly crouches down to let Angela get onto his shoulders piggy-back style. And the novelty of having a naked young buck carrying her works better than any painkiller as far as Angela is concerned.
Steven would have to confess that playing the part of the hero had been fun but the harsh reality of having a heavy woman on his back is something else and he looks ahead concerned to see how far he may have to carry her. "Trot on!" Angela orders in a slightly amusing high pitched horsey voice.
Steve tentatively puts one foot forward and feels the pebbles fall aside beneath his feet. With Angela on his back he feels 4 times as heavy. His buttocks wobble under the weight of his ordeal to the amusement of the 2 older women following behind.
Steven cannot help stagger a little with the first steps. Far from feeling heroic the first clawing feelings of embarrassment are creeping up again. He's sure he can hear little giggles from the women as well.
Eventually Steven begins to stride manfully with all his might along the beach. Angela's heavy warm body on his back makes quite a contrast to the cool breeze blowing around his genitals.
Tramp! Tramp! Tramp! Steven trots along. Kirsty doesn't see but her Mum and Aunt are thoroughly enjoying viewing her boyfriend's ordeal from the rear.
"It's been a while since we've had pony-rides on Brighton beach Kirsty. Perhaps you could launch Steven as a new service!" Oblivious to the strain she is putting on Steven, Angela selfishly continues her wisecracks.
Steven is becoming more aware of his body as the ordeal continues. On the one hand he has the warm, clothed and feminine presence of Angela weighing like a tonne of bricks on his back...
...while at the same time the thrill of his cock, balls and scrotum flapping about from side to side with each step to the delight of the viewing public is becoming more and more arousing!
Steven cannot see them but he can just about hear Shirley and Barbara discussing the shapeliness of his naked behind and there is nothing he can do about it. Meanwhile Angela just cannot be quiet - "Even if I hadn't hurt my leg I'd have loved you to do this Steven. I always wanted a pony when I was younger but my Dad would never buy me one."
The girls love this comment and Steven tries to put on a brave face, just as his next step falls on a particularly loose crop of pebbles.
Try as he might, Steven's strides are becoming shorter and shorter...
...and he tries to calculate just how far he's going to have to carry her.
He'd ask outright how far they have to go but he's afraid it'll blow his hero image and encourage more stupid comments from the girls so he struggles on.
Sweat is beginning to build up on Steven's brow and the horizon just isn't getting any closer.
"Steven you're beginning to feel very hot between my legs." comments Angela innocently. But it is only loud enough for Steven to hear.
"Shit! She fancies me! I can't wimp out now. What will she think of me? I'll have to struggle on until she says we can stop." worries Steven.
Unfortunately for Steven, Angela has no intention of ending the journey anytime soon. She loves the feeling of this hot naked stud between her legs, struggling to carry her, and under her control.
"Pick me up a bit. I'm slipping down your back" she asks pleasantly, disguising her real motives.
And as Steven continues to look for that extra bit of energy to do as she asks he fails to notice an important sign at the side of the beach. If anyone else noticed, they weren't saying!
So off he staggers, naked as the day he was born, attracting inquisitive glances from more and more strangers totally unaware of the risk he is taking as the only naked man in sight!
When we last met Steven he was foolishly attempting to maintain his image as a macho hero and ended up having to struggle completely naked along the beach with Angela on his back whilst his girlfriend's Mother and Aunt followed behind getting an eyeful of his gorgeous bare butt - along with everyone else that is, since they walked far beyond the boundaries of the naturist beach!
Steven is still crushingly embarrassed by the earlier incident. "There we are. Safely home." chirruped Shirley. "It's a good job those two coppers saw the funny side. I didn't know where to look." Steven puts on his bravest smile "Err, yes. Sorry. I should've suspected something when all those girls on the beach started whistling at me!"
"Kirsty, show Steven the guest bathroom. I expect he'd like to freshen up after carrying Angela all the way down the beach." adds Shirley, helpfully trying to change the subject.
As Kirsty takes Steven through, Shirley's eyes linger a little longer on the handsome boy she has seen so much of today. Funny how seeing this boyfriend of her daughter naked has made her feel somehow more attached, not to say attracted, to him.
Steven has been through a lot today and is looking forward to a warm relaxing shower, but he hesitates to take his clothes off once again infront of his new girlfriend.
"What's wrong Steve" asks Kirsty. "I don't know. You've already seen me naked. Blimey EVERYONE has. But I'm still not used to taking my stuff off in front of you" Steven reveals.
"I understand. I was really proud of you today. You really are incredibly attractive." consoles Kirsty.
"Let me stay with you while you wash" Steven is reassured by Kirsty and begins to disrobe infront of her for the second time.
"I'm actually getting to like stripping in front of you Kirsty." Steven finds himself saying.
Now he mentions it Kirsty too is becoming almost addicted to the sight of her gorgeous boyfriend stripping naked for her.
Kirsty thrills to the simple pleasure of seeing him stooping bareassed naked. The fact that she is fully clothed and still chaste as far as Steven is concerned gives her a unique feeling of confidence and control over him.
"Let me take those from you." offers Kirsty. She is overcome by the need to strip him naked quickly and for her pleasure alone.
So here he is totally nude, but this time for Kirsty only. Not for some stupid bylaw or crop of beach yoyeurs but for his girl exclusively.
Steven would like to embrace Kirsty then and there. Hold her clothed and tender body close to him, but Steven doesn't yet have the skills. The situation is just so strange.
A second later and he is stepping into the bath, the moment gone.
If he could read her mind he could have indulged his desires. The fact that they are alone together is a World away from that stupid beach.
His head spinning with desires, on which he cannot act, Steven does what he knows how to...and makes sure the shower is the correct temperature.
"I've only known him a week. The memory of the first time I saw him in the University bar is so clear to me now. But NAKED he is so damned beautiful" she thinks, gazing down at his back.
"I could reach out now and touch him. What if he took it the wrong way? As so many boys just want to rush things and take advantage of me."
"The way Steven looks, doing something so commonplace as taking a shower. Naked. He is something special. Yet I don't know HIM."
Some moments later and the shower is set. Steven stands straight up and begins to wash. Conscious that he is effectively on show for Kirsty.
In silence he begins to wash. Athletic as he is, Steven isn't one to be proud of his body and checks to see if he can read something on Kirsty's face. "She seems to like what she sees. I'd better not splash her."
Steven's confidence is buoyed by Kirsty's apparent approval. Thoughts of what might happen after flirt with his mind.
But Kirsty is quite content to watch Steven washing.
If anything the ordinariness of it makes it a joy to behold.
It isn't long before Steven is thoroughly clean of the day's sweat and toil...
...and in no rush to dress just yet.
As they pass the open bedroom door he can hear women's voices.
Steven is worried and yet thrilled at the danger of being walked in on by Mother and Auntie.
Kirsty takes the towel and begins to dry Steven. The first time she has had the chance to touch his naked skin.
Despite everything Kirsty isn't yet happy to go touching her boyfriend's private parts and carefully dries his thighs avoiding them.
Meanwhile Steven is quietly going insane at this apparent teasing and can no longer resist the temptations that have built up since they arrived.
"Come here" he blurts out and before Kirsty can reply their lips have met.
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Although they have kissed before, this time has been like nothing else on Earth. To Steven Kirsty is the woman who has introduced him to new thrills he had never dreamed of. To be nude amongst confident clothed women is a pleasure unknown to most men his age. Yet to Kirsty Steven is the god of the beach and at the same time a passionate and unpredictable naked man in her midst.
They kiss again but this time, like some amazing high it is no longer enough for Steven...
...and he embraces her. The feeling of her clothed body against his nakedness sends a rush through his young body.
"Oh God! Kirsty!" he babbles, his heart beating loudly and his penis engorged within seconds. But this is all too fast, to soon for her.
For the second time today Steven has had to strip naked in front of, fully clothed, Kirsty. This time Steven finds himself overwhelmingly turned-on and impulsively kisses and cuddles her, pressing her clothed warm body against his naked and athletic physique. To Kirsty Steven has become a passionate naked man full of longing and sexual desperation. Part of her is yearning for him to take her yet in her head she vowed to know Steven first...
In silence Kirsty sits on the bed. She thought this would give her the chance to get her bearings, but suddenly Steven looks more overwhelming, more bursting with animal fuck-hunger than ever.
She moves backwards, against the pillows. Perhaps she can take a breather and decide. But she sends out all the wrong signals. To Steven her face says "Jump on top of me!"
In the time it takes Steven to literally put his leg over, she thinks.
To give in now would be to spoil everything that has happened today.
For Steven has been stripped naked and made to understand the power women have over men. That Kirsty has over him.
The temptation to give in is almost tangible and Steven's hot tender kisses only add to the frustration. But she must deny him.
With a kiss she knows he is hers. More than that must be denied .
Kirsty has to use all her might to resist her hedonistic side. Then finally "No Steven" she says.
"Wha? What do you mean?" he replies, confused and scolded.
"Steven. I don't want to have sex with you. Not like this. Not now." The decision has been made.
Kirsty is certain she looks like she means it. "I don't see the funny side. But she MUST be joking" he thinks.
His warm moist kisses on her neck almost make her cave in but "No Steven. Please." she insists.
With that she pushes the poor boy away.
He has no choice but to give in and fall at her side.
Steven is startled but not surprised at Kirsty.
Kirsty is amused at the power she has over Steven. And it is betrayed on her face.
Steven knows exactly where he stands. His balls are full to bursting yet he is being denied.
And through some unusual telepathy he knows what to do. Kirsty's eyes are expectant.
Steven lies back, looks her in the face and like a sweating teenage boy takes his dick in his hand.
Kirsty says nothing. She will not let him have her overt approval yet won't stop him either. Secretly, she is fascinated.
"So it's a wank then." he decides. With a sheen of embarrassment tempering his urges, he throws his head back and begins the humiliating task.
In a second and inches away from Kirsty his penis is once again throbbing hard.
Kirsty watches entranced as this young naked man performs the most juvenile and animalistic acts a man can.
Steven is desperate to finish and greedily searches for fantasies to help him.
To his surprise he pictures himself naked at Kirsty's feet.
While caressing and hugging her leg he masturbates - out of control.
Furiously he yanks his hard young penis, oblivious to his girlfriend close by. Visions of her Mother now appear.
If only he could come right now! But the visions become more vivid.
Horrified, he sees Mother and Auntie plotting outside. Calm and experienced women scheming to take advantage of his vulnerable desperate body.
"Please! Yes!" he thinks. "Punish ME."
All 3 women burst in to find him naked at Kirsty's feet. Their cries of mocking disapproval.
As with a badly behaved dog they laugh and chastise him naked at his mistress' feet.
But the feeling of her leg gently brushing his naked young testicles is too powerful to deny himself.
Far from being shocked, they find his desperation and enslavement to Kirsty hilarious. That all men are like this is so funny!
"And what would she do if I came on her daughter's legs?"
"She'd slap me right there. In front of everyone..."
"...even as I came!"
"Humiliated and taunted by them all as I shot my load!"
His balls rise up in their sack and Steven shoots explosively over his stomach and chest.
The sight of Steven jerking, convulsing and ejaculating thrills Kirsty. For a moment she could have done anything and that power would have been hers!
The gobs of Steven's hot seed is like a forbidden nectar.
Entranced she watches as Steven cleans up. "He appears so natural. How many times has he done this before? It's a part of his life. A ritual that gives him so much pleasure...
..she must find a way in." she wonders. "To control it? To possess."
The fury of the last few minutes could not be more different to how he is now. Groggy Steven is fit to drop. He feels naked but this time too tired to care.
Lying back he falls asleep almost immediately. It can't be true but to look at him you'd think that's all Steven cared about. Now it's over it's like she wasn't there. Kirsty stays awake and thinks...
Leap forward ten years and ask Steven about his life events. Would yesterday spring to mind? I reckon. It shook him that he ended up wanking over thoughts of Kirsty's mum. And slapping his face! Where did that come from?Steven's night started off very well with a deep and relaxing sleep but the early morning light brought reminders of yesterday. Emerging from the bedroom Steven finds that once again his mind is playing tricks on him.
Leaving his girlfriend's bedroom in the family home you'd expect a lad to be careful not to run into the parents...
...but Steven is half hoping to be seen by Shirley. Thinking he would be more comfortable he has left his shirt open. But if Shirley catches sight of him and finds him attractive - no problem.
But it seems he and Kirsty have the house to themselves. Oh well, on balance it's probably less hassle. "I mean, what was I thinking?"
Young love, or is it lust, coursing through his veins, he is transfixed by Kirsty.
"She looks alot like her Mother. It's very cute." he thinks dreamily "Perhaps that's where those thoughts came from. I'm glad we didn't have sex. But we must do soon. Or maybe Shirley's available? Stupid idea. I've not seen Dad. Are they divorced?"
"I couldn't do yesterday again, the way I'm feeling now. My willy would be sticking out like a rocket on that beach! Fuck! That beach!
"Penny for your thoughts." says Kirsty suddenly. Steven has been so quiet this morning.
"I was just thinking how attractive you are. Do you always look this good in the mornings?" Steven ventures.
"Thanks Steve. But you looked rather pensive. Are you thinking about yesterday? I couldn't get to sleep. I was so wrong to persuade you to go naked on that beach. I'm sorry."
"Don't be sorry Kirst. I meant what I said. I mean I didn't feel it at the time, but looking back I quite enjoyed it. You never know I might do it again. It's not far away is it?"
And this sets Steven off, remembering yesterday. But Kirsty replies, "I'm glad you said it first. I loved the way everyone was looking at you. Angela was SO jealous. She's always bragging about her boyfriends. But you. You were something else."
"I'm not being funny but it was like I'd never seen anyone naked, a man naked, in my life before. Erm...it was a real turn on. And you carrying Angela on your back. That was the BEST."
"I asked her not to, but she's probably told everyone I know by now." Steven's heart starts racing at this thought. It feels uncomfortable. "Oh god Kirsty, she won't will she?"
"Wouldn't you like people to know? You could've been seen by anyone yesterday. Anyone." "I don't know Kirsty. The thought makes me feel funny." he replies"Steven would you do something for me?" asks Kirsty "Stand up."
Steven does as he's told. What's she thinking? "You're trying to deny it. In your way. But I know you were really turned on yesterday."
"Why don't you strip for me?" Kirsty asks sweetly "What? Right now? Aren't you tired of seeing me in the buff?" he jokes nervously.
But Kirsty won't be swayed "Take off your shirt."
"Now take off your trousers" she orders. Steven could refuse but why would he? It's a perfectly reasonable request.
He can't help it but at this point Steven starts to feel something. Is it embarrassment. He's not sure.
He doesn't know it but he hesitates for a second. Unfastening his trousers.
He tries to smile but cannot. Kirsty is enjoying this. Once again he looks like he's doing it for the first time!
Now it's on her terms she's going to enjoy this. No beach, no shower, no male lust. She can take in his body for herself alone. And what a body? He trembles to her touch. His warm fit stomach beneath her hands. She can feel his heart beating.
Steven isn't sure what to do. He stands rigid like a statue. "Just relax Steven. Relax" she reassures him.
The touch of her hands running down his naked body teases him madly.
Steven finds this unnerving. He doesn't know quite why. He's been far more intimate with previous girlfriends but this is so different. It's like he's seeing his own body in a different light.
"Steven I couldn't say it yesterday but I love your body. It's so hard and lean, yet smooth and tender."
Steven does not, cannot, reply. Kirsty takes her sweet time.
For the first time Kirsty has Steven's genitals as her plaything. With her eyes she examines everything about them. His rich dark bush of pubic hair, his low hanging testicles and his veiny penis and luscious foreskin.
And again for the first time she finally touches it. Not as a starter for some crude handjob, but to see. She pulls his foreskin back revealling his pink glans. Steven is beginning to enjoy her enjoyment.
Then she grips him. Softly at first, but firmly...
...and then her grip tightens. He's sure he can feel her pulse through her fingers. "Turn around" she orders suddenly.
As she had done with his front she slowly caresses him from the neck down.
Try as he might Steven gives in and turns to check on Kirsty. "It's alright. Just bend over slightly. I want to stroke your behind." she instructs.
Funny. The more Kirsty reassures Steven that she is in charge, the more relaxed he becomes.
Though she doesn't let Steven know, this too is a first for Kirsty. She has always wanted to stroke and caress a muscular behind and now she's going to enjoy every second.
Kirsty decides she can go that one step further if she likes. Why not? "Pull your buttocks apart Steven." she says calmly.
Kirsty has never seen a male anus before. She wasn't sure if she'd enjoy it. But the meaning of what she is doing is more important.
That Steven has done this.
"Stand upright" she says finally "Is that it Doctor?" he jokes.
But Steven is startled by what happens next. Kirsty has been fixated by his blatantly dangling testicles and can't resist playing with them through his legs.
Kirsty doesn't know it but Steven's testicles are very sensitive. She delights in the feeling of each one resting lightly in her hand. It gives her a tremendous feeling of power.
Steven feels like making a joke but doesn't want to spoil Kirsty's obvious enjoyment. And as if she'd been planning this all along, she drops the bombshell...
Steven? There's a 21st Birthday party coming up in a couple of weeks. I'd like to take you to the party. Apart from you it'll be all girls.I think it would be fun. I'd love to see you strip for my friend Nicola.THE END. Of the beginning.
