Technically Naked

We got off the plane in Barcelona. I'd surprisingly slept great, though the rest of my group had not. I guided my sleepy friends through the airport and into an Uber. We checked into our hotel and agreed we would sleep it off and meet up again that night. That gave me the perfect window.

When we planned this trip, I pushed so hard for Europe and Spain in particular because I really wanted to try a nude beach. I'd never been before, but the idea sounded so exciting. I'd never been naked outdoors, or even naked in front of strangers. The hotel we picked was in the city center, and Barcelona was great because their nude beach, Platja de la Mar Bella, was really close to the city.

I decided to walk through the city to get there. I packed my sunscreen, towel, and no swimsuit. I walked through the street in the hot summer air, the cool breeze blowing on me from the ocean. Barcelona had a unique repeating grid layout, so the streets were really easy to navigate. I made my way to the beach no problem.

It felt like I was suddenly there. The months of anticipation trying to make this happen were over. I double checked the sign to make sure I was at the right beach and stepped out onto the sand.

I looked around. I looked again. I didn't see any naked people! I thought Europe was supposed to be this hotbed of liberated hot nudists, but nope. Maybe I was just unlucky today. I stood there contemplating turning back. I wished I'd brought my swimsuit, but I didn't give myself that option on purpose.

I'd flown all this way, spent thousands of dollars, and dreamed about this for a reason. I wanted to do it. I found a semi-isolated spot in the sand and laid my towel down. Goosebumps ran all over my body despite the summer heat and my legs felt weak. I pulled my summer dress over my head. I was now topless in panties. I knew that toplessness was more normal in Europe, maybe I could just keep my panties on? I sat down and pulled my knees into my chest, hiding my partial nudity. Fuck, I knew I had to keep going. I hooked my fingers into the sides of my panties and pushed them down.

There I was, the only one naked on a crowded beach. I kept my eyes forward on the water. I could feel everyone's eyes on me but I didn't want to check. I was going to be seen, it was inevitable.

I decided to take cover in the ocean. I dove headfirst into the water. The cold ocean took off the building heat of the sun. I'd never been skinny dipping before, but the sensation felt great. My whole body felt smoother- it all just felt so right and natural. I swam through the waves, then relaxed and floated in the water. The sea gently moved me back and forth. I was at peace.

When I'd had enough, I headed back in. Water dripped off of my naked body. It felt good but still so foreign to be exposed like this. I laid down on my towel face down. If you think about it, laying down isn't showing much more skin than a normal bikini. Bikinis keep getting smaller and smaller, but that's not a problem if you go naked. I sprayed sunscreen all over my body, making sure I didn't get burned in newly exposed areas. I laid back down, tanning my backside.

I turned over to tan my front next. Right as I got settled, I heard a voice.

"Shay?"

Oh fuck.

A body blocked the sun. Jen stood over me.

"Shay? Why are you naked!?"

I jumped to cover my privates with my hands. "Jen! Well, this is a nude beach."

"It is?!" She looked around. "You're the only one naked!" She was still in disbelief.

"I mean, it's technically a nude beach."

Jen slowly closed her mouth that had been open in a perpetual gasp. She silently laid her towel down next to me and kept her eyes straight ahead. I inched my hands back to my sides, exposing myself again.

"Have you gone to a nude beach before?" Jen asked, quietly now.

"Nope."

"That's really brave of you."

"Oh, it's not so bad." We kept looking ahead to the ocean. "You think you would ever do it?"

"Me? I don't know..."

"Come on. Look at me, it's fine."

She turned to look at me for the first time. She looked me up and down. I looked down at her cleavage. I'd always thought that Jen was hot, but I try not to think about my friends naked. Now, it was way too easy to picture her naked. Besides, it was a trip. Friend groups tend to get messy on trips. I bit my lip as Jen kept looking at me.

"What if we come back here tomorrow, as a group?" I asked.

"You want me to get naked with the group?!"

"Come on, we'll convince some of the other girls to join us. Plus I'm sure the guys will be on board, they'll definitely like it."

She wasn't buying it. I placed my hand on her hand. "C'mon."

"Okay."

"Yes?"

"Yes."

"Yay!!" I grabbed her hand and shook it up in the air to celebrate.

...

That night at dinner, I couldn't stop looking at Jen. She was wearing a tastefully low cut dress that made my imagination run wild. She brought up the beach to the group and I was grateful that she was the one who said it- I was worried I would give it away if I was the one who said it.

"So guys, beach day tomorrow?" she asked. She got some positive responses from the group.

"Which beach?" Drew asked.

"Mar Bella," Jen said. She gave me a little knowing smile.

I couldn't sleep that night. I kept looking at Jen in the bed next to me. European hotels tended to give everyone individual twin beds- I didn't know they were such puritans! But soon, all of my friends would see me naked. I woke up way too early and spent the time getting ready and figuring out more of the trip. I was filled to the brim with anxiety and needed to let it out.

Chapter 2

That morning felt like a million years. The day inched by as I met the group for the hotel breakfast, then waited in the lobby as my friends needed to grab their stuff and get ready for the beach.

It was the same walk as yesterday, but it felt infinitely longer. I only started to sigh in relief once I could hear the ocean. Then we saw the actual beach. Once again, only filled with clothed swimmers. I started shaking with my steps and a bad taste formed in my mouth. But I didn't bring a swimsuit. I had to do this.

The group started laying their towels down and taking off their outer layer of clothes. I followed suit, trying to draw no attention to the fact that I was naked. I wanted to see who would be the first to notice it.

"Hey Shay-" Drew said as he turned to me. He looked me up and down, blinked, then looked again. "Wait, are you naked?"

"No Drew, what are you talking about?" I said back.

"Shay, what the fuck!" Brittany said.

"I mean, it's technically a nude beach," I said.

The group stood around me with their jaws dropped.

"Jen actually..." I turned to look at Jen. She was wearing a swimsuit. "Jen!" I whisper-shouted.

She just stared back at me, pleading with her eyes that I don't say anything. I relented.

"I'd told Jen about how I'd always wanted to go to a nude beach, and she helped me pick this one out," I said.

"Yeah," Jen said. "Exactly."

I watched all of the eyes in the group. Everyone was trying to look away from me, while at the same time trying to steal glances at my naked body. I played a quick game of trying to find who was looking at me and meeting their gaze, making them quickly dart their eyes away.

"Want to go in the water?" I suggested.

Scattered nods and mumbling from the group.

We went out into the water until I was about shoulders deep. I could tell the group eased up a bit since it was basically like I was no longer nude, save for the stray wave. My boobs would pop in and out of the water as the waves passed and made us swim up and down. We decided to try body surfing, letting the waves carry us back to shore and then swimming out again. Each time we caught a wave, we would land in waist-deep water, leaving me exposed until I swam back to deeper water. I liked to see how close I could get to my friends. Body surfing was a bit hard to control where you went- maybe you needed to place a hand on someone to steady yourself, maybe you accidentally brush against someone.

I caught a wave as Jen was swimming back to join us. My head went underwater and I couldn't see where I was going- I fully collided with Jen! Our limbs tangled together as my nude body pressed against her mostly-exposed flesh. My face even smacked into something- did I kiss her? I definitely kisssed her somewhere, who knows where.

We tried to separate when another wave hit us, sending us back further and temporarily submerging our heads. Jen got up and gave me a hand, but I stumbled on my hands and knees as another wave hit me. She laughed at me and finally pulled me up.

"Your clothes take away your balance?" Jen asked.

"Hah. Very funny," I responded. "Do you think I could moon you, or would that not count since I'm already naked?"

"You can try."

I turned around and bent over, miming pulling down my pants. I turned back to see Jen smirking.

"Yeah, not very effective," I said.

"Yep."

I splashed her. We headed back to the group.

We played around some more in the water. After a bit, I almost forgot I was naked. It was almost a surprise to me when I looked down during a low wave and saw my tits out. It just felt natural, and the group had relaxed back to a normal level. That, or I couldn't see the stares through my friends' sunglasses.

We headed back to the shore, laughing and ready to relax. I'd tanned yesterday, but I still needed to do a lot more to get rid of these tan lines. I looked at our stuff and saw a man going through our clothes!

"Hey!" I yelled. The man looked up. "Yeah, you!"

He grabbed the pile of clothes and sped off. I sprinted after him, my bare feet burning as I stepped on the hot sand. He made it up the stairs at the beach exit while I trailed behind. I sprinted up the stairs while he turned on his motorcycle and raced into the street. I just stood there and watched.

I sulked back to the group, weaving my way naked through the clothed crowd.

"He got away," I sighed.

"I think he was looking for valuables, but luckily he didn't get anything," Drew said. "Just all of our clothes."

"Shay, does that mean you don't have anything to wear back to the hotel?" Brittany asked.

Panic shot through me. Or was it excitement? Now that I had the idea, I really wanted to try it. I mean who could blame me, I was the victim of theft! Or I could have some fun first.

"Guys, I have an idea." I said. The group gathered around me. "So, I'm naked, but you all have swimsuits. Really, we're only down one set of clothes." I saw everyone's eyes widen as they realized what I meant.

I jumped at Jen, grabbing her top and yanking it above her head. She screamed and wrestled me for it. I fought her back, pulling on it and untangling it, finally setting it free. I sped off into the ocean, Jen chasing after me. I tied the top around my boobs while Jen held an arm across hers. I stopped in the water, planting my feet and ready to face off against Jen. She did the same, though still with the arm across her chest.

I looked back at the shore. The rest of the group had erupted into chaos too. Brittany pantsed Drew. Drew pantsed one of the guys in return, then another girl pantsed Brittany. I looked back at Jen, her topless and me bottomless. I smiled as I went in to wrestle her.

I grabbed her shoulders and she tried to fend me off with one arm. It really put her at a disadvantage but she was determined to hide her boobs. I moved behind her back and put one arm in a hold against her back, then reached and tried to pull the other arm off of her boobs.

"Stop!" Jen yelled. "That hurts!"

"Gimme your panties then."

"No!"

Jen tried to grab at me with her free hand, but that just meant her arm was now open to attach. I grabbed it and locked it behind her with her other arm, pulling both arms back and thrusting her chest forward.

"Hey guys! Look what I caught!" I yelled back at the group.

"Nooo! Don't look at me!" Jen yelled. She tried to push back into me, but that just turned me on. She was accidentally grinding her butt against my pussy, and I didn't want it to stop. But I also didn't want to be cruel.

"I'll trade you," I said. "Give me your bottoms and I'll give you back your top."

"No! That's worse!"

"Don't say I didn't try," I said. I pantsed her, but couldn't get the bottoms completely free of her feet. I ran back to shore while she tripped on her tangled bottoms.

Jen's top didn't fit well on me, and the wrestling didn't help. As I ran, my tits bounced all over the place, but I didn't care. I pulled the top up so that it rested above my boobs, leaving me exposed.

I walked up to Drew. He didn't see me coming and he thought he was safe. He'd gotten his shorts back, but I just pantsed him and pushed him forward, making him fall into the sand while I pulled up his shorts on myself.

Jen made it back to the group. Now everyone was panting from exhaustion, everyone in a different swimsuit than they came in.

"Can we call a truce?" Jen said. She looked at me. Drew's shorts were way too big on me, even with the drawstring tied. They'd fallen down to my knees. Jen's top was still pulled up, so I was completely exposed even as I stood victorious with my stolen clothes.

"Shay, give those back. You're not even really wearing them," Jen said.

"Fine," I said. I smiled as I slipped off my shorts and top. I'd still get to walk back naked.

"Hey, can't we just use our towels to cover up?" Brittany asked. Goddamit Brittany.

"Oh yeah, thanks Brittany," I said, malice in my voice.

I grabbed my towel. I wrapped it around my chest. It was short- even pulled as low as possible on my chest, my pussy was still out.

I looked around. Jen moved her top into place, hiding her boobs away. She tied her towel around her waist, then looked at me.

"Do you- do you want my towel?" she whispered. I gave her a look and shook my head. She agreed to let me have this.

We made our way back to hotel. I made sure Jen was the only one behind me on the stairs going up to the street from the beach. I didn't look back, but I hoped she was looking at me.

We walked through the streets of Barcelona. Any tiny breeze would send my towel up just enough to show me off. I looked through the crowd of tourists and locals, finding the eyes looking at my exposed pussy. Most didn't notice, but there were definitely people who did. I longed for the beautiful strangers who looked at me. There was one woman who made a quick, barely comprehensible glance that I wouldn't have seen had I not already been staring at her gorgeous eyes. But she looked, and then looked up to meet my eyes. I poured into her eyes, savoring that moment of being seen before she was lost to the passing crowd.

Jen and I got to our hotel room. I showered first, mentally going through the excitement of the day, making sure I would remember everything. I let a finger slip into my pussy, getting off on the memories. But I stopped myself. I wanted to see if Jen could get me off instead.

I stopped the shower and wrapped a towel around myself. This one was long enough, but I rolled it up to be too short anyways. I opened the bathroom door and walked out to Jen.

"Your turn," I said. Jen got up and looked at me. I let the towel slip and drop to the floor. I faked panic and covered my privates. "I guess it doesn't matter, you've already seen me naked." I lowered my hands. I could see Jen salivating.

"I guess it doesn't."

"Do you... want some help in the shower?"

"... yeah."

"You know hotel showers, they're always so hard to figure out."

"And you figured it out?"

"Yeah, I'm smart like that." I smiled. I went in the shower and turned it on. "See?" I stepped under the water. Jen stripped her swimsuit- untying her top and bottoms- and joined me.

Jen finally let everything out. She pushed me against the shower wall and made out with me. Technically our second time kissing, but this was way better. She was devouring me, sticking her tongue down my throat and groping me all over. She'd seen me all day. I'd teased her relentlessly, and now I'd given her permission to take me.

She raised one leg to the side, pressing her knee forward. She was grinding her pussy into mine. I moved my hand down and slipped two fingers into her.

She started moaning as I worked my magic. She kept making out with my face while I went to town on her. The steamy water poured over us. It ran down our faces. I could tell I was getting her closer as her moans got louder and louder. I felt her body tense and relax as she came.

She got down on her knees. I spread my legs. I leaned against the wall as she ate me out. I didn't know what to expect, but Jen knew what she was doing. She licked and kissed and ate me out as I gripped her hair. The hot shower water poured down my chest. I moved my hands up and played with my nipples as she got me closer and closer- finally coming for her.

After the shower, Jen and I cuddled up naked in bed. The beds were tiny, but that just meant we had to be closer together. We didn't say anything, but this was a perfect moment.