Janice's Naked Journal

** All characters mentioned or named in this story are 18+ years old. **

Saturday, April 12

I slept in until about 11:00, catching up on much needed sleep. After my morning routine, I packed a go bag with hopes of spending the night. Coming out of my bedroom with my small travel tote about 12:30, Stacy looked at me, "Excited about your date?"

I smiled, "So ready. He said I could come early. I wonder how early he meant. I can't wait."

Stacy, "Just text him. I bet by his saying that, he can't wait either."

I grabbed my phone and texted him, 'Is this too early?'

He replied quickly, 'Absolutely not!'

I laughed, "Yeah, he can't wait either. Don't worry about me before noon tomorrow."

She smiled, "Have fun."

I grabbed my bag and the tote, and headed out. I ran into a couple just outside the entrance. She said, "There is a naked woman in the building."

I smiled, "Hi. Yeah, I live on the third floor. I'm Janice."

She asked, "Do you not wear clothes?"

I shook my head, "I go to work like this, and live at home like this. So, I donated everything to charity, for women that really have the need of clothing."

She suddenly smiled, "Awww, good to meet you."

They entered the building as I headed to my car. I put the address in the GPS and it said 21 minutes to my destination. I was off, heading to the mountain and the redwood forests. Once I hit the incline, the city stopped and the drive became more and more twisty making my way up to Skyline Boulevard along the ridge. A right turn, and shortly a left turn onto a narrow road. It was short, ending at a gravel driveway. 'You have reached your destination.' said the GPS. I pulled in and followed the long narrow driveway.

I arrived at a larger cabin with a front porch, and all those the tall redwoods. As I was heading to the porch, Brent came out of the front door with a big grin. He looked nicer in jeans and t-shirt, accentuating his muscular build, "Hi. No problem finding the place?"

I smiled, "Hi. No. It's so beautiful up here. Real trees." He stepped off the porch, "It's a bit rustic, but come see my home. Can I carry that bag for you?"

I handed him the tote and he took my hand, leading me to the door. He opened the screen door, "My lady."

I laughed as I stepped in ahead of him, "Oh wow, the tall ceiling and all the wood. It's like a totally different world up here, isn't it."

He set my bag down on a bench by the door, "I have something to tell you. Don't laugh now. I got dressed five times, not sure if I should greet you naked or not. I'm a home nudist."

I did giggle, "Sorry. You could have just told me ahead of time. I mean, that's awesome."

He laughed, "I didn't want to scare you. I'm sure you're nervous as it is?

I looked at him. "I was until I saw you walk out the door. You want to get out of those clothes? Ahh, can I undress you?"

He blushed, "This is the stuff of dreams."

I stood up close to him, nearly touching, "I take that as a yes?" I had my hands lightly touching his t-shirt on his sides. My nose nearly touching his, "Hmmm?"

He looked at me, melting, I had him as he quietly, "Yes, ohh yes, it's a yes."

Taking hold of his t-shirt, I slowly pulled it out of his jeans, a bit here, a bit there, teasing him. The t-shirt out of his jeans, I pushed the t-shirt up running my hands lightly on his sides, then up his back, getting ready to lift it over his head. Once off, I ran my hands down his chest and stomach as I squatted. I started with one boot, then the other, then his socks.

Still squatted facing the top of his jeans, I unbuttoned them. I pulled the zipper down slowly. Brent softly, "Don't wake me up from this dream."

I giggled pinching his ass, "This is really happening." I slowly tugged his jeans down, inch by inch, from one side to the other, "I see boxers!" I lowered his jeans to his ankles and helped him step out of them. Then I started slowly lowering his boxers until they were to where his dick would be visible, "Okay, here we go. As I pulled, his dick sprung out semi-erect, I loudly "Hello there."

Brent was blushing, excited and laughing at my greeting his dick. The boxers hit the floor. Brent looked down, "Sorry. He's just excited to meet you."

I patted his head, "Nice to meet you too." I stood up, almost nose to nose, "Feel better without your clothes?"

He looked into my eyes, "That was incredible. Much better, yes." He paused, "Well, let me give you the five minute tour." He pointed out the rest of the living room to one side, then we stepped into the guest bedroom to the other side, with an entrance to the bathroom. An old iron bed and oval rug was just right with the rustic wood.

Then heading back, it was open to the dining area, and french doors to the backyard. The kitchen was to one side. A short hall on the other side had the pantry, laundry and a other entrance to the bathroom. We stepped out the dining room french doors to see a huge stone terrace with lounging chairs overlooking a pool. The back porch had another dining table and outdoor kitchen.

I paused, "Brent, this is amazing. It's a private resort back here."

We headed back in and he pointed to the stairs. I grabbed my tote from the bench, and had him follow my naked ass up the stairs, giving him a good close look. The bedroom loft was open to the living area below with a rustic railing. The large bathroom and closet were above the pantry, bathroom and such below. I tossed my tote on his bed before checking out the bathroom. He was still looking at the tote on the bed when I stood in the bathroom doorway looking at him, "I love your house." I paused, "We're you expecting me to sleep downstairs?"

He looked at me leaning in the doorway, "I, ahhh, just never thought, well, I fantasized, but..."

I walked slowly towards him, "Let's go to the pool. You can tell me about these fantasies."

He followed me down the stairs. From the laundry room, he grabbed big chair towels, and bath towels to dry off. I carried them out, making sure he got the lounger in front of the pool. He poured a couple glasses of wine and followed me out a couple minutes later, handing me a glass while I stretched out on the lounger, "Thank you. Have you lived here long?"

He looked at me, probably appreciating me turning down the heat, "Sorta grew up here. My grandparents retired here, and I spent summers here with them. When he passed away, three years ago, he left it to me."

I looked at him, "Sorry about your grandparents. They must have really loved you."

He nodded, "They were better parents than my mother and father, mainly because of their demanding careers." He was freely talking about his childhood and getting more comfortable. I'd ask questions and sip wine, really good wine at that.

I put my hand on his upper thigh, "I just gotta try the pool. Be right back." I walked slowly around to the deep end looking over the edge here and there. I found my spot and dove in swimming to the shallow end underwater. I stood up soaking wet and did the slow shaking my hair out. Then stepped slowly, step by step, out of the pool, my nipples hard, water dripping down my body. I looked at him like he was my dinner. I got the reaction I was hoping for, just watching me had him fully erect. I smiled as I sat on my lounger.

I stared at his hard dick, and I could tell he was kinda embarrassed. I looked at him, "I've fantasized about making love in a pool." I offered him my hand, thinking, 'Don't blow it. Take my hand.' He had to process the situation, then took my hand. We stepped into the pool slowly to adjust to the temperature. I lead him to the spot I picked out.

Backing against the pool wall I wrap my arms around him, my nose about to touch his, thinking, 'This is where you kiss me.' He didn't disappoint. He gave me a hot long kiss, me running my tongue over his like I wanted to devour him. I caught my breath, "Wow, that was nice." He initiated another longer deeper kiss. Damn, he knows what he's doing. I caught my breath again. He grabbed my ass cheeks firmly and initiated another, even more sensual kiss. He tried to release me, but breathing is so overrated, I leaned into him for more

His finger pressed against my asshole, he had such a great grip of my ass cheeks. Two weeks of public nudity and sexual frustration, I wasn't letting go. I moved my hand down to his dick, finding it still hard and ready, even in the cool of the water. I released his kiss and drew a breath while lightly stroking his dick, "I want it."

He lifted me up by my ass as I wrapped my legs around him, he perfectly lowered me onto his dick, slowly sliding in, to my moan of pleasure. The he started lifting me and lowering me further. I looked into his eyes, enjoying the ride. I initiated another long passionate kiss as he was giving me waves of pleasure building in intensity. I was kissing and moaning.

I released the kiss to let out a scream, hit by an immense orgasm. It went back to waves of pleasure as he continued working me up and down. I initiated another kiss while moaning. The waves building faster. I could feel his dick twitch, like a brief spasm. I let go of the kiss as he started a long deep groan. I joined in with another scream. I was hit with another massive orgasm, larger than the last as I felt his hot cum, shot after shot. Deep inside me.

I held onto him tight, my arms around his neck and shoulders. He held me tight as we waited for him to eventually slip out. Then he carried me to my lounger and sat me down. He went to his lounger. I looked at him, "I guess we took care of the sexual tension, huh?

He grinned and nodded, "Yeah, that's one mystery solved. That was amazing."

I smiled, "I know what you HAVE been practicing." He laughed at that line. I giggled, "But, I don't want you to think I just came here to use you for sex."

He smiled, "I'll be assured of that if you agree to a second date."

I put my hand on his upper thigh, "Yes, I'll go out on a second date. Whatever it is, I gotta be naked."

He asked, "I've seen you around in the school, not down your hall much. But you were always conservatively dressed. Then Thursday, you're in the faculty lounge naked. How did that come to be?"

I went through the whole story with Sam, getting me more naked progressively, and other demands, some good demands. Then how Ms. Brinkley, Mr. Jones and Ms. Kang would start the day by having me strip naked before Sam could get to me, shutting her down. And keeping my clothes so I leave the school naked.

I finished with, "So Friday I signed an addendum to my employee contract, to be naked arriving, on school grounds and when leaving. And Sam has to attend school naked until graduation."

He nodded thinking, "Home nudist, commuting naked, working naked."

I added, "And my roommate has every piece of my clothing locked in storage."

Brent smiled, "So, you pretty much intend to never wear clothes again. That's awesome.

I nodded, "I also have this bet with my roommate. If I'm naked until the end of the school year, she has to go to Bucky's with me, her naked too. If I lose, she'll donate all my clothing in storage."

He grinned, "Naked dates it is. I love a challenge." Then asked, "What happens when you car is low on gas?"

I giggled, "I'll let you know.

I got up and went over to the pool and dove in. I just had to do my sexy exit from the pool again, and it worked. I get to the lounge chair and he was hard again. I leaned over and gave the head of his dick a kiss, "Later, I promise."

Brent busted out laughing, "I've been to nudist resorts before, but that never happened."

I leaned over and kissed his dick again, "He likes me." I flipped over on my stomach, reached back on put his hand on my ass. He was having a great time feeling of my ass as we talked and joked. He played with ass until he thought it was time to cook.

He had everything already prepped and in the little outdoor fridge. He started his big fancy built in grill and put wrapped potatoes on the grill and closed the lid. I had flipped over. After he sat down, I put his hand in my lap, "Something different to play with." Be began felling of my protruding inner lips, understanding now how he got his dick in so easy in the pool. My clit, that protrudes past the hood, I could tell fascinated him.

It wasn't a minute and I was wet, juices flowing as he played. He was good, like he understood everything I was feeling. He had me bucking against his fingers, occasionally tasting my juices from his fingers, and teasing my clit. After a series of moans, I had a huge orgasm, breathing heavy, he let me rest.

He went to turn the potatoes and put corn, also wrapped in foil on the grill. He returned with a fresh glass of wine and cold bottle of water. I downed half the bottle. I went inside to get my phone, "I'm supposed to check in with my roommate. You know, safety concerns these days.

He nodded, "Totally get that."

Returning with my phone, I showed him the text from Stacy, 'You still alive?' I typed out a reply, 'Love his house. He is awesome. Sex fantastic.' Sent.

He asked, "Cops coming to the house now?"

I laughed and showed him my reply. He smiled, then my phone dinged. A simple text, 'Bitch.' I laughed, showing him Stacy's reply.

He took my hand, and I went with him to the grill. He took out two steaks seasoned and ready for the grill. I started plating, slitting the potatoes and adding butter, unwrapping the corn. I set the table and retrieved our drinks from the pool. The steaks ready, he added them to our plates.

It was a simple grilled dinner outside, but everything was cooked to perfection, the steak might have been the best I've ever had. Eating outside was a treat, something I haven't done in years.

After complimenting him on dinner I asked, "Got a single brother for my roommate Stacy?"

He smiled, "Brother? No. A couple long-time friends and occasional cigar buddies that I would trust with your home nudist roommate friend. I don't know if they are closet nudists or not. Got any pictures of her?"

I looked through my phone, finding one from when we were about to go clubbing. Perfect makeup and killer little black dress, I showed it to him, "Don't go dumping me for her now. I'm not done using you for sex.

He busted out laughing, "You'll have to dump me." I texted her pic to him. Just maybe she won't have empty weekends in the future,

After dinner we hit the pool area for a bit. We talked and joked until the sun hit the treeline making the temperature suddenly feel chilly. We headed back up to the porch where Brent turned on a gas radiant heater suspended above the table, bathing the area with warmth, "I make sure I can get in a lot of naked outdoor time. This is where I most often grade homework. Heat, a red pen and a cigar"

I looked at him, "Well, go get you a cigar. I wouldn't even try one, but they smell good."

We sat out talking about things we like to do for fun while he enjoyed his cigar. I had the feeling it was about time to head inside. I reached over and started petting his dick. Looking down I asked, "Are you ready to play with me Big Boy?"

Brent laughed, "Well, that saved me a cumbersome moment, now the bed."

I smiled, "Just lay on the middle of the bed. I'm going to ride you like a wild animal. We'll cuddle and kiss after we clean up."

Brent leaned over and gave me a long kiss, "You make this so easy for me the way you take charge."

His phone made a tone. One of his friends, David, replied to his text about Stacy, 'Punking me dude? Who is she?' He laughed and showed me the text, "He thinks it's a prank." He replied, "Dating a fellow teacher from the school. She's her roommate.' Sent.

Brent's phone made that tone again, 'Damn. I'm in.' He sent a pic of himself in swim trunks holding a surfboard, reddish shaggy hair, tall, and a slight beard. Brent forwarded the pic to me, smiling, "Your turn to see if she's interested."

I called Stacy, putting the phone on speaker. After she answered, "Brent has a good friend interested in meeting you. Sending a pic."

Brent joined in, "Hi Stacy. I've known David since high school. You'd be safe with him, a great guy if you're interested."

Stacy slowly replied, "He, he looks tall. Handsome. I, ahhh, damn, getting wet looking at his picture. He's single?"

Brent laughed, embarrassed by her reply, but, "He's been busy with a new management position at work. So, he's been single for awhile.

Stacy replied, "Ahhh, ahhh, yeah. I, ahhh, would like to talk with, ahhh, him."

I asked, giggling, "Stacy, are you diddling to his pic?"

Brent was trying not to laugh as Stacy replied, "Ahhhhh, yeah."

Brent replied, "I'll send him your phone number after a bit, let you finish so you can talk."

I added, "Bye Stacy" Then I hung up. I sent her contact info to Brent, "Let's give her ten minutes or so. We know she's interested." Brent laughed. After a bit, he sent the info to his buddy.

We carried some stuff inside and grabbed a couple cold waters before he followed me upstairs to the bedroom. I helped him turn down the bed, and had him get in position. I got between his legs and kissed the head of his dick, "You wanna play with me?" I kissed it again, then took the head in my mouth to tease it with my tongue. It wasn't long, "I think he wants to play with me."

Brent was smiling, hard and ready. I got in position and lowered myself in one slow stroke, taking in his entire dick. Then rocking while I stroked, I took him in fast and hard, then eased up, giving him a ride, only pausing briefly when a huge orgasm hit. I let out a scream keeping him deep inside me.

Then I started again, stroking him like a wild animal. My waves flowing again were about to reach the big one when his dick twitched deep inside me. I screamed through my orgasm, not stopping as he exploded shot after shot of hot cum followed by a steady stream. He continued to groan through it all, then I collapsed on top of him.

Brent, breathing heavily, "I. Never. Wow!" I knew what he meant. I just laid on top of him enjoying the warmth of his body. He smiled, playing with my ass for awhile, then, "When you're ready for a shower I have a surprise for you."

I moaned, "In a bit. I'm enjoying you touching and rubbing my ass." He ran his finger between my ass cheeks, starting to tickle my pink star. I immediately started giggling, laughing, and couldn't stop.

He grinned, "I found your ticklish spot."

Through my laugh, "I'm gonna pee on you." He kept tickling my asshole. I kept laughing, and then a trickle of pee started and I couldn't help it. I knew he could feel me peeing on his groin area, "Better. Stop. Please. Stop. Ughhh." Still laughing and tearing up, he kept tickling me, "Ohhh no!" At full flow I sprayed unloading my bladder, soaking him. That made him stop. I looked at him, "I'm so sorry."

He laughed, "It's just laundry. But we have another shared memory."

I smiled, "Yeah. I'll gather this stuff and get the washer going."

He smiled, "I'll get fresh bedding on the bed, then meet you downstairs."

I carried the sheets and mattress pad downstairs. After loading it all, I found his laundry pods, putting two in for that mess. I chose the heavy duty cycle and started it. A few minutes later he arrived downstairs carrying a couple bath towels. I followed him out the back french doors, past the dining table. The porch turned into a small deck wrapping around to the side of the house. There was an open air outdoor shower with the biggest rain shower head I've ever seen. A shelf had shampoos, body washes, soaps and scrubby things.

He smiled, "I rarely shower inside, even in cold or rainy weather." He got the hot water going getting a good temperature, then we stepped in under the shower. I selected a shampoo and began washing my hair. He selected a body wash, and a scrubby, "The least I can do is clean you up."