As requested here is part 3.

As I stated in the first two parts. I was asked by the young lady in the story to write this on her behalf.

The next day was yet another beautiful day, and I found myself awake at what I thought was really early.

I checked the time on my phone to find out I was right, it was just gone ten to six.

I lay there until six in the vein hope of getting back to sleep.

While cursing that the Sleep Fairy had pissed off and left me wide awake, I decided to get up and make myself a cup of tea.

After filling the kettle, I opened the back door and went out to see if the weather was as warm as I thought it might be.

Although there was still a bit of a nip in the air, I knew it would get hot in no time at all.

I then got the sun lounger out and deemed it a “Relax in the garden day.”

I then headed back in to sort some breakfast.

As I did, I had a chuckle to myself as I had just walked around the garden without even giving the fact that I was still naked a second thought.

At that point I decided that not only was it going to be a relax in the garden day, but also a “Spend as much time as possible naked day.”

After breakfast, and a couple of jobs that needed doing, I headed out to the garden just after nine with a cold drink, book, and spray sun oil.

Then for the next half an hour I relaxed enjoying the warmth of the sun on my naked body.

I’d given up trying to read, as it was too bright and was chilling out dozing a little.

I then heard a knock on the front door which threw me into a blind panic, as all of my clothes were in the bedroom, and I would have to pass the front door to get something to wear.

The fact that there was no way that whoever was calling could see in was irrelevant.

As I snuck up to the front door I called out, “Just a minute”

The panic subsided a little when I heard Anne telling me to hurry up and asked me if I was trying to hide someone from her.

I quickly slipped on my old faithful black T shirt and opened the door. “Took your bloody time she said as she pushed past me.

“I was in the garden”

A statement that was almost made redundant when she said, “So I see”

As she looked out the kitchen window, she then went on, “I was going to suggest a trip to the beach so you can show off your new bikini, but it looks quite nice out there.”.

It looked like she had hoped that I would be up for the trip as she was dressed in flip flops.

A shorter than normal skirt, vest top which showed she wore her bikini top under it and had her sunglasses perched on top of her head.

Not really thinking I said, “As you like, but I’ll have to get dressed if we’re going to the beach.”

She then spun around and looked at me with a shocked look on her face.

“Oh my god! Susanna Jane Smith!

Do not tell me that you have been out there with nothing on.”

I didn’t say anything, I didn’t need to.

“I thought it was more wishful thinking than something you was going to do!”

I could feel my face start to colour up as she spoke.

She then carried on about how this was not like me and when she raised the subject of my mother I snapped.

“It’s my place.

I don’t need to answer to anyone.

I can do what I want!”

I then crossed my arms and deliberately looked way from her.

My snapping at her I think took her by surprise, as soon as I’d finished her face dropped and she came over and put her arms around me.

“I’m sorry Sue. I’m not judging you. I’m shocked at all of these changes. Which I love I might add.”

“It’s private. No one can see me. Why can’t I make the most of my garden?”

I pleaded as I almost started to cry.

Continuing to hug me Anne said, “Sorry.” 

She then went on and on saying sorry and pleading forgiveness until I told her to forget it, before she gets a slap.

Then after a short silence as she continued to hug me, she then said, “Could I ask you something?”

“Sure”

“Would you mind if I joined you?”

As we'd spent time in changing rooms while on our shopping spree, I was comfortable with the idea.

"Sure. Go get the other lounger from the shed and I'll get you a cold drink."

By the time I got out into the garden Anne had the lounger set up next to mine and was sat on it having removed her vest and skirt and was now just in a very skimpy bikini.

I handed over her drink and sat.

We sat in silence while sipping our drinks.

I look at Anne who seemed a little preoccupied.

And seemed to be looking around. 

"It's private. God knows I've checked enough times"

This seemed to make her relax.

She smiled then reached behind her back and untied and removed her top. She then lay back as if waiting for me to make the next move.

I did, I grabbed the hem of my shirt and whipped it off in one quick move. She smiled and said, "Can't have you showing me up, can we?"

She then removed her bottoms. In doing so I could see that since the shopping trip she had been busy with a razor and had removed all her hair from her pussy. I could now see just how much our pussies now looked alike.

"What do you think?"

She asked when she saw me looking.

"Better."

We then got chatting about normal stuff, after about a half an hour it dried up and we just relaxed in the sun.

I must have dozed off as when I looked over at Anne, I saw that she’d rolled over onto her front.

Just as I looked at her, she opened her eyes, smiled, and said, “This is bliss.

I wouldn’t have believed that sunbathing nude would feel so much better.

And no white bits”

“You’ll still have them if you spend any time on the beach”

“Not if we go to the far end of Perran.”

Perran is a beach a few miles from my place and is some 3 miles long.

“How so?”

I’d been to the beach but never walked the length of it.

“Well, the far end is where the Naturists go.”

“Naturists?” I replied being unfamiliar with the word.

“You know. People who like swimming and sunbathing naked.”

“What?.. Rubbish. People do not do that! Well, I know there are that do, but not here. Not Perran. Do they?” 

I said not really believing what she was telling me.

“How do you know?”

“I went for a walk along the beach once and saw some nude people there.”

“Really? What, normal people or just dirty old men?”

“No no, well. There was a few. There was a lot of families there. I even saw a group of girls our age there. Not all nude I might add, but there was a couple who were.”

“I don’t believe it.”

“It’s true! Tell you what. If you don’t believe me, well go and I’ll show you!”

“Oh god, no. We can’t do that……. Can we?”

“Why not? Tell you what. Lets grab our beach stuff and go and have a look.”

“What, now?”

“Why not? Going there doesn’t mean we have to abide by the dress code. We’re just looking, aren’t we?”

I gingerly replied “I suppose”

“Right!”

She grabbed her bikini and started to put it on. After shimmying her bum into the bottoms, she looked and me. “Come on then. Move your ass”

I grabbed my shirt and headed to the bedroom.

I grabbed a bag, stuffed my beach towel in and then went to the wardrobe and grabbed my “Only bikini” skirt and pink vest top that I wore to James’s. I then got my bikini out and just as I was about to put it on, I had a wicked thought.

I smiled to myself and stuffed it into the bag and put the skirt and top on. Grabbing my bag, I headed out just as Anne came looking for me.

We then headed off.

On getting to the car park, we started the long walk along the beach.

As we walked and chatted, I noticed how more noticeable the breeze felt under my skirt. I wasn’t sure if that was down to being on an open beach instead of a town centre, or because this skirt was that much shorter.

With the distraction of this and our chatting we found ourselves approaching the other end of the beach before we knew it.

We started being able to make out the fact that the people ahead were nude. We also saw, much to our relief that there seemed to be a fair mix of people. There were more single men, but the ratio was not too bad.

We also saw heads popping up in the dunes behind the beach which we decided were dirty old men that were not brave enough to come down on the beach but still wanted to spy. We decided that we should steer clear of that area even dressed as we are.

As we carried on walking, we could see a cluster of people ahead but just past them, there seemed to be an area at the base of a cliff that had room where we could stop and take stock and decide what to do.

As we passed the cluster, we saw two or three young families with kids making sandcastles, a few couples including some of our age which made me feel more at ease.

We then came to the area I said about, we picked a nice spot next to the base of the cliff and we dumped or bags.

We then sat on a large rock, Anne got a cold drink out, took a swig and past it to me.

We then sat and started to survey the area.

There was no one immediately near us. The closest person was a man who was about 15 metres away who paid us no attention at all. It wasn’t like he didn’t know we was there as when we were still some way off, I saw him sat up and looking in our direction.

But before we got closer, he’d rolled over and was now lying face down and not looking in our direction.

I thought it nice that he wasn’t staring like the sand dune perverts along the beach.

Next closest were a couple in their thirties about 20 metres away.

As I looked, the woman looked up and gave me a friendly smile, which I returned.

“Not a bad spot” Anne said.

“Shall we try with bikinis for now?”

“We can do. But I’ll have to put mine on”

“You little minx. In that skirt too. Very brave” she then started to laugh.

"Well in that case do you want to go for it?"

"Not sure.

Can we not just sit for a while?"

She nodded and then we then got our towels out, lay them on the sand and sat down.

We then sat there for a while looking at the view and we quickly noticed that no one was paying us any attention at all.

Moreover, it was us that was watching them.

I was daydreaming for a while and hadn't noticed that Anne had stripped out of her top and skirt and she'd even taken her bikini top off and was now laid back.

This shocked me a bit' I quietly hissed at her "What the hell are you doing Anne?"

"It's ok Sue. No one is looking."

I quickly looked around and noticed that she was correct. 

After a while with still no one even looking in our general direction I looked back at Anne and saw that she seemed to be dozing off.

"To hell with it" I thought.

I then whipped off my top and then wriggled out of my skirt and lay back next to Anne.

For a while I kept nervously looking around to see if anyone was watching.

No one was. So, I relaxed and stared to doze.

On one occasion I looked at Anne and noticed that she'd now removed her bottoms.

I smiled to myself. I then said, "Look at us. Who'd have thought?"

"I know. Feels strange, but nice though. Doesn't it?"

I dozed for a while until I heard a voice saying, "I thought it was you. Hello Anne."

I opened my eyes to see Anne sat up I looked around her to see the man that was closest to us had rolled over and had also sat up.

I now could see that it was my neighbour, James!

"Shit, shit, shit!" I thought as I lay back as if to hide.

"Is that Sue hiding behind there?"

 Anne, in a very quiet, nervous voice spoke for the first time saying "Yes"

I slapped her leg with the back of my hand and hissed at her, "Don't, Anne"

"What! He can see you! You're butt naked on a beach. Not exactly able to hide, are you?" She snapped.

"Look. I didn't want to scare you or intrude. Just thought I would say hello" James interrupted. 

As he got up and walked over.

We both nervously looked at him.

“Your first time?”

He asked as he knelt on the sand in front of us.

We both nodded.

We then started to talk, and James explained that although we were uneasy with all this, we would get used to it to the point where we would find it uncomfortable being clothed.

I could see what he was saying but still had my doubts.

It seemed quite surreal being sat here nude, chatting with my best friend and my neighbour.

As we talked the conversation started to come more easily.

James was quite good at putting us both at ease. He told us that this was a favourite haunt of his, although he did sunbathe in his back garden.

Something that, as you’ll know, I knew already.

I didn't tell him this, but I did tell him that I did the same in mine.

As if Anne was worried that she was being excluded she interrupted by saying, "And me Sue"

"Of course. Sorry Anne. We."

"We'll have to make a day of it" James said.

"Either yours or mine relaxing with a barbecue and a few beers."

Anne jumped in with, "That sounds like fun. How about Saturday if the weather holds?"

James was happy with that.

 Again, not giving me time to answer, Anne jumped in, and between them they decided that we'd both be going to James's

Within a half an hour all three of us were chatting like old friends, and what started feeling surreal, now felt as if was normal behaviour.

At one point as Anne and I were chatting, James excused himself and said he was going to get a drink from his bag.

As if psychically linked both Anne and I asked if he’d like to move his stuff and join us properly.

He thanked us and went to get up.

I couldn’t help but look at his cock.

As he got up, I saw his piercing but also noticed that he had what looked like two more piercings on the front of his scrotum, which was normally hidden by his, what I considered in my limited experience, a huge cock.

As he stood, I looked up at his face and saw him looking straight at me. I quickly looked at the ground and turned dark red with embarrassment.

As he walked away Anne nudged me. “Did you see the size of him. And the fucking great ring in the end?”

“Yeah. Did you see the other two piercings?” she shook her head.

“They are on his scrotum. Under his cock”

Anne looked at me with wide eyes, and as I said this, she then looked across at him.

I followed her gaze in time to see him starting to head back. He dumped his stuff next to ours and stood in front of us as he took a drink.

Anne looked at me and pointed towards James with her wide-open eyes.

Again, I followed her gaze and could see that his piercings were in plain view as he looked off to the right towards the sea.

With hindsight I think that James may have stood that way on purpose.

He finished taking a drink then offered us some.

Anne took a sip then passed it to me.

After I’d passed it back to James he said, “It’s a bit warm isn’t ladies.

Anyone fancy a dip?”

A little worried at the prospect of walking some 300 metres to the sea, Anne and I looked at each other.

As we did, James said, “Don’t worry. I’ll be with you. no one will bother you.”

We both hesitated to the point where James held his hands out, took our hands and started to lead us off towards the sea. After a while he let go and we chatted as we made our way to the water.

We had a swim for quite a while. Anne and I were laughing, screaming, and splashing around having huge amounts of fun. I stopped and checked to see where James was.

I saw that he was standing with his arms folded, smiling at us on the beach close to where we were swimming.

I also saw an older man behind James. Walking towards Anne and I.

He looked creepy with a lecherous look in his beady little eyes, a big pot belly and compared to James, a tiny willy.

I think James must have seen the worried look on my face as, still with his arms folded he turned and started to slowly walk towards the man and stopped directly in his way.

He stopped, as James seemed to say something. He then turned and headed off up the beach.

After he'd walked off, we went over to James. 

Anne said that she was glad that the man hadn't come any closer as she felt he was a bit creepy.

"I did suggest to him that he might not be welcome near you two, I recommended that he might want to have a walk elsewhere. Naturism could do without wankers like him giving it a bad name, and putting the likes of you ladies off the lifestyle.”

We then headed back to our towels and sat, chatted, and had something to eat and drink. Which was supplied by James I might add as Anne, and I had not planned this day at all.

There were also spells of us just laying back and relaxing in the sun. I woke after a doze to see that the others were asleep.

I sat up and looked around to see people dotted around doing much the same as us. I then turned to look at Anne to see her well and truly zonked out. As was James.

I looked down towards the sea and saw that about 50 metres away was some rock pools which looked interesting.

I was going to wake Anne to see if she would come with me to explore, but she looked so comfortable there.

I then looked again and saw there was no one near so decided to bite the bullet and go for a walk.

It felt very strange walking alone and nude on the beach but, at the same time seemed natural and I was really enjoying it. I spent what seemed like a good 20 minutes paddling and exploring.

I then looked back to see that Anne still seemed to be fast asleep, but James was sat up and looking in my direction.

Feeling a little braver as now I had someone watching over me. I decided to head down to the water again for a paddle.

After a while I headed back to the others where I found them both sat up and chatting.

It wasn’t long after I got back it was decided that we would head home as, although James had planned ahead and brought food, it had run out and we were starting to feel a bit peckish.

We started to pick our stuff up and I turn to talk to James when I noticed all he’d done to get ready was to put his towel in his bag and throw it over his shoulder and was now waiting for us. “Are you ready James?” I asked.

“Yeah. We’ve got a ½ mile walk before we need to start thinking about putting anything on.”

This appealed to me. So, I stowed everything in the bag. Keeping my top and skirt on the top for later.

I then turned to Anne who’d packed and was holding her top as if she was about to put it on when she stopped, looked at the two of us.

 “What?” she then looked at her top,

“Fine! OK. Naked rambling it is then.”

This had us all laughing as we set off. We chatted as we walked until James said, “Hold on girls.

I think we’d better stop by this rock and dress as we left the naturist area some 300 metres ago."

A few hours ago, I would have been mortified but now found this to be hilarious.

Both Anne and I donned our skirts and tops only, and James just put a pair of shorts on.

As we continued the walk back to the car, Anne and I started to groan to each other that it felt uncomfortable with clothes on.

James started to laugh and said, “They’ve been bitten by the bug.

My work here is done.”  

Hope you are enjoying the story so far.