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Textile beaches
By Emi Tsuruta

Note: this is one in a series of posts about my life. 
If you'd like to know a bit more about me and my
friends and what we've been doing, please drop by my
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North of Oceanview, the town where I am staying in
California, there is an area called El Fuego that I
guess is kind of famous for its beaches.  My boyfriend
Ryosuke and I like to travel around taking little day
trips here and there, so we started asking around to
find out what there was to see there.  There was
almost nothing in the guidebooks, but a couple of
people mentioned that it was popular with the surfing
crowd, so we decided to go check it out.  One spring
day, we took the train up there, and got out at this
one town that we'd heard was supposed to be good. 
They had palm trees, and some convenience stores and
stuff, but actually, it was still early in the season,
so a lot of the stores were closed.  We picked up
something to eat, and headed for the beach, but it was
really windy and almost deserted.  We sat there eating
our lunch, then walked up the beach, but still didn't
find anyone swimming.

At the far north edge of town, the beach gave way to
steep cliffs running along the coast.  The highway cut
through the cliffs, so we followed it getting further
and further from the town.  Cars would go by on the
highway every once in a while, but other than that, it
was pretty quiet.

Not too far up, we found an opening in the cliffs that
led onto a small sandy beach.  It was really nice soft
sand, and had a beautiful view of the ocean.  I wanted
to go in swimming, so we walked along the cliff-face
away from the entrance, till we couldn't see the cars
any more.  We set down our stuff on the sand.  I
peered back at the entrance.

"Do you suppose anyone will come?"

"Probably not.  We're pretty far from town, and
there's no place to park."

I kicked off my shoes, and undid the button on my
jeans.

"Hey, Emi.  I've got an idea." Ryosuke said all
excited all of a sudden.

"What?"

"Could you just strip down, and let me take a few
pictures?"

I knew of course that this kind of thing was on his
mind.  The whole point of coming out this far was to
get away from the parts of the beach where people
usually go.  Even so, I felt a bit nervous about the
idea.  It was broad daylight out, and we saw quite a
few cars driving on that highway coming out this way.

"Are you sure it'll be safe?" I asked nodding over
towards the entrance.  He looked over that way
obviously a bit nervous himself.

"Yeah, they won't be able to see you way over here
anyway."

I still didn't feel terribly safe.  I stood there
waiting, for the longest time, eyeing the opening in
the cliffs trying to tell if anyone was coming. 
Finally, I decided to take the chance.  I peeled off
my shorts and panties, and quickly stripped out of my
top and bra.  I gave out a laugh, sticking out my
tongue at Ryosuke, proud of my own daring.  I
continued to watch the entrance while he took pictures
of me naked.  I wandered over to the water's edge, and
went in swimming for a bit, while Ryosuke sat on the
sand watching my clothes.  I could still see cars
going by now and then, but luckily, no one stopped.  I
came back up, and we cuddled for a while, but I was
too nervous to do anything more.  I ended up getting
back dressed, and we headed home.

Not long after that, we began looking for other places
like that where we could be alone.   On the other side
of town, not far from Ryosuke's place, there is this
long flat rocky peninsula that they've turned into
this kind of park with a biking trail down the middle.
 One afternoon that spring, I biked down to Ryosuke's
place, and the two of us set out from there.  There
was a lot of traffic on the shore, but I swear once we
were half way out the peninsula, all you could see was
the ocean stretching out on both sides – no
people at all.  I was getting tired of biking, so we
stopped, and climbed down onto the big rocks on the
shore.  There was no beach at all, but we found a
little place to sit shielded from the path by this big
boulder.  We could still see the shore of the mainland
in the distance, but we were too far way now for
people to see us.  I cautiously stripped out of my
clothes again, and squatted down at the water's edge
playing in the water with my hand.  Ryosuke took a few
more pictures, but then he suggested we head back up,
and bike some more.  I went to get my clothes, but he
took them with him climbing back up to the biking
trail.

"Ryosuke!  That isn't funny.  Bring them back."

He just ignored me, stuffing my clothes into his pack,
looking both ways down the trail trying to tell if
anyone was coming.  He'd left my socks and runners on
the rocks, so I quickly pulled them on.  I felt
absolutely silly standing there in just my shoes, so I
slowly cautiously climbed back up the rocks to the
trail gazing around looking for signs of people.  I
finally made it back up to the trail, shielding my
eyes from the bright sun with one arm and covering my
pussy with the other.

"Ryosuke!"  The sea breeze was licking at my naked
skin, but I felt more nervous than cold.

"There's no one around, I swear.  Take a look."  He
held out his binoculars for me.  I gave him a dirty
look, but finally took them from him.  While I was
scanning the horizon, he patted me on the bottom. 
"You have such a great body really."

I pushed his hand away until he behaved himself, and
then went back to looking for people.  I found a
couple, way back on the beach shoreline on the
mainland, but it did look like there wasn't much of
anyone on the peninsula.  I still felt terribly
vulnerable and exposed standing out here in the bright
sun stark naked.

"Come on.  Let's go," he said getting on his bike.  I
gave him back his binoculars, but just stared at him
unable to believe he wanted me to go riding naked. 
"Oh, c'mon Emi.  It's not that bad.  If anyone comes,
I'll give you your clothes back."

I peered back at the people in the distance on the
shore, but reluctantly got back on my bike.  The soft
warm leather felt so strange between my legs.  Ryosuke
noticed me fooling with it, and pulled his bike up
alongside mine.  Before I could stop him, he'd slid
his hand down between my legs.

"Jeez, Emi, you're soaking wet."

"I am not," I denied it, but he held up his fingers to
show me.  I guess I was getting a little bit excited
standing out here naked.  Ryosuke motioned for me to
go ahead.  Soon, I realized he wanted to ogle my bare
bottom as I pedaled along.  I gave him a sheepish
look, but finally pedaled on ahead.  Still, more than
Ryosuke, I was worried about bumping into someone else
out here.  I kept scanning around for people hiding in
the rocks, but the feeling of the saddle between my
legs was making it hard to concentrate.

We bicycled all the way out to the end of the
peninsula.  As much as I hated to admit it, I was
really starting to enjoy biking around out here naked.
 We got off, and rested a bit sitting down on the
rocks.  I asked Ryosuke for my clothes back, but I
guess he could tell I was starting to feel more at
ease wandering around naked.  He made me go on ahead
again, but this time I was even more nervous worried
that we might run into someone coming the other way.

Before we'd biked too far, I suddenly noticed a
fisherman on the left standing down on the shore just
a bit off the trail.  My heart jumped because neither
of us had noticed him on the way out.  He turned as we
went by, but I sped up to get away from him.  I'm
pretty sure he saw me, but luckily he didn't chase
after us.  More worried now than ever, I looked back
at Ryosuke, but he just shrugged for me not to worry. 
I couldn't understand how he could be so blasé
about it.  My heart was beating away like a trip
hammer.

It got even worse as we bicycled nearer to the
mainland.  I kept begging Ryosuke to give me back my
clothes, but clearly he was enjoying teasing me,
tempting fate as we cycled closer and closer to shore.
 The rocks changed to grassy hills, and it was almost
impossible to tell who might be around the next bend. 
We finally came to a restroom, so I slammed on the
brakes gazing around terrified.  There was a group of
people just ahead having a barbeque, so I quickly got
off my bike, and dashed into the girl's washroom. 
Ryosuke cycled around closer to them, but it looked
like either they hadn't seen me, or at least hadn't
realized I was naked.  Ryosuke eventually came back,
and gave me my clothes.  I quickly got back dressed. 
Just in case they had seen me, I biked past them as
quickly as I could.

After that close call, I was a good girl for the rest
of the day.  By the time supper time had rolled
around, I'd calmed down enough to look back, and
laugh.  It was kind of funny.  That was definitely the
first time I'd ever gone biking naked.

Later that spring, I heard from my friend Erika in
Hawaii that she'd gone snorkeling lately, and had a
lot of fun.  I told Ryosuke about it, and we went
shopping, and bought snorkels, fins, masks and an
underwater camera.  The guy in the shop was really
talkative, and explained a lot about how to use the
equipment, and what to watch out for.  Ryosuke did
some research, and found some beaches south of
Oceanview where the water was supposed to be crystal
clear.  His next day off we headed down there to try. 
The beach was pretty far from the train station, but
it was getting closer to the high season, so we saw
more people than we had up at El Fuego.  Even so, the
beach was on a little cove with a line of trees
blocking the view from the road, and luckily there
weren't that many people on the beach.

There were no change rooms, but Ryosuke and I had our
swimsuits on under our clothes, so we just stripped
off, hid our clothes, and then got all suited up.  You
end up walking like a penguin when you wear fins, and
the water felt really cold at first.  I also found it
hard to breathe in the snorkel, but as I swam around,
I slowly got more used to it.  The ocean bottom was
all pebbly, but the water was clear, and we did see
the odd tropical fish now and then.  Ryosuke kept
taking breaks to go up for air, but once I'd gotten
used to how the snorkel worked, I was able to stay in
for longer.  We ended up swimming down to the far end
away from the entrance to the beach to where it was
more deserted.  Ryosuke motioned for me to come up for
air.  He lifted up his mask, and said,

"Do you think you could..."  He just left the question
hanging, but I knew what was on his mind.  I scanned
the beach looking for people, but it looked like the
coast was clear.  Hiding deep in the water, I undid
the straps on my bikini, and handed it to Ryosuke.  It
felt so good to be naked.  I love skinny-dipping, the
feel of the water on my body.  Even if it was a bit
cold, my whole body felt electrified, charged up to be
naked out here.  I went back underwater, and swam
around while Ryosuke took pictures of me with his
camera.  It was hard to read his expression because of
the snorkel, but I'm sure he must have been as excited
as I was.

I tried all kinds of different poses, stretching out
and turning over, so he could take shots of my rear,
breasts and pussy from all different angles.  I felt
like a supermodel somewhere on a deserted island
paradise doing a big photo shoot.

Before we'd been out there long, I suddenly noticed we
had company.  I guess we sort of knew this beach was
famous for divers, but we'd both gotten so wrapped up
in shooting the photos that we hadn't even noticed
this scuba diver coming nearer.  I looked to Ryosuke
for my bikini, but he didn't have it.  It was off
floating in the water, and even worse, the scuba guy
got to it before we could!

At first, I was really afraid because here I was out
here naked in just my fins and a mask, and this guy
had stolen my only cover.  I hid behind Ryosuke, who
kept waving for the guy to give the bikini back.  The
guy refused though, and made this hand gesture for us
to continue with the photo shoot!  I was horrified,
but after thinking about it for a while, I realized he
probably just wanted to watch.  It was obvious that
Ryosuke was my boyfriend, and really what could the
guy do anyway, all suited up in his scuba gear?  I
finally nodded to Ryosuke that it was OK, and swam
back out from behind him.  The guy seemed stunned by
my body.  I guess it's not every day you run into a
naked girl while scuba diving.  I swam around as I had
before, slowly warming to the situation.  It was kind
of fun flashing this guy, and he even started clapping
to show his appreciation.

I was starting to feel cold though and a bit tired, so
I swam over to him to ask again for my bikini back. 
He'd apparently gone soft on me by then, and gave it
back without a fight.  It had been fun while it
lasted, but it was time to get back dressed.  We
didn't hang around long to talk to the guy or
anything, but I guess he must have had quite a story
to tell to his friends.  Ryosuke was really happy with
how the pictures turned out.  He was talking about
posting them to the web, but I finally managed to talk
him out of it.  Maybe someday.

Exams were coming up, so I had to settle down a bit,
and concentrate on school.  It wasn't till almost a
month later, that Ryosuke and I got a chance to go the
beach again.  He'd been busy too with work and stuff,
but then on one of his days off, he came over.  We
didn't have any plans really, so I suggested we just
walk down to the beach to see what was going on.  I'd
gone swimming at the beach a few times with my friend
Satomi and them, but with Ryosuke, I thought we could
just walk along the boardwalk, and enjoy the sea air.

It was starting to get really hot out, and usually
there's a bit more of a breeze down by the lakeshore. 
We walked down, and finally came to the beach nearest
my house.  We bought some popsicles in the convenience
store, and then slowly walked along the beach looking
for a place to sit down.  Before long, we came to a
stretch shaded by some trees at the back of the beach.
 I got Ryosuke to hold my popsicle, and got out a
ground sheet, and we spread it out on the sand.  We
sat down, and finished off our popsicles.  Ryosuke
picked out a blade of tall grass, and lay back chewing
on it.

I sat there for a while looking out at the ocean.  Now
that we were here, I kind of wanted to go in swimming,
but I'd left my swimsuit at home.  This part of the
beach never gets very crowded, but we were inside the
city limits now.  Just to the right, there was this
man sitting at a picnic table watching his kids
playing in the surf.  Further down the beach on the
left, there was another guy, barefoot squatting down
throwing pebbles out into the ocean.  Neither of them
seemed too interested in us.  Way off in the distance,
I could see a few other people, but they were so far
away I couldn't really see them too well.

"I'm hot," I complained.

"That's summer for you," Ryosuke replied calmly.  He
was in one of his lazy moods.  I guess he was tired
from work, but I didn't really want to just lie here
all day.

"I want to go in swimming," I announced.

He pulled down his sunglasses, and looked over at me
more seriously now.

"Did you bring your swimsuit?"

"No, it's back at the house."

"What?  You want to walk all the way back home?"

"No, no, I just..."  I looked away too embarrassed to
admit what I'd been thinking.  I kind of wanted to go
in skinny-dipping again, but this time, there were
these people around.  This wasn't a nude beach or
anything.  There are a couple of unofficial nude
beaches in town, but this wasn't one of them.  I
couldn't help wondering what these guys would think
though if I stripped off, and went in swimming.  It
wouldn't seem too weird, would it?  I vaguely remember
reading somewhere that it was OK to go nude on the
beaches in San Diego county.  (You'd better check it
though.  I might be wrong).  Ryosuke glared right at
me for a while with this funny look on his face.

"What?" I asked feigning innocence.

"You're going to go in skinny-dipping here?"

"I... I... I don't know."

We both looked over at the father sitting at the
picnic table, trying to guess how he would react.  He
looked pretty mild-mannered, wearing glasses and long
trousers.  Ryosuke looked back at me.

"All right, you're on."

"What?"

"I dare you to strip in front of this guy."

"I never said..."

"Oh, c'mon Emi.  I know you want to do it.  That would
be, like so amazing."

I gazed down at my jeans and t-shirt.  Of course, the
scuba diver had seen me naked, but actually, I usually
don't strip in front of people, especially not people
I've never met before.  It doesn't feel right somehow.
 Still it did sound exciting.  He didn't look like the
type who'd call the police or do anything like that. 
Maybe it will be alright if I just go in for a quick
dip.

I gave Ryosuke a brave smile, and stood up.  I was
still a bit worried about the barefoot guy and the
other people down the beach.  He had his back to us,
but he wasn't all that far away.  I guess he looked
harmless enough though.

Anyway, I backed up toward the trees trying to hide
behind them.  Unfortunately , they didn't really offer
much cover.  The nearest one had a thin bent trunk
like a big bonsai, and its leaves were all further up
in the air.  I began to wonder if this was such a good
idea.  I couldn't just strip here on the beach out in
the open like this, could I?  I kicked off my sandals,
and undid the belt and button on my jeans, but then
just waited there for a long time seeing if either of
the two guys noticed.  The father was still watching
his kids, and the other guy had waded out into the sea
a bit.  I looked down at Ryosuke.  He had this big
grin on his face, egging me on.

I finally got up my nerve, and started pulling down my
jeans.  I had all these butterflies in my tummy, and I
was really starting to regret having suggested the
whole thing.  What kind of person strips naked on a
public beach in broad daylight no less?  I hope I
don't end up regretting this later.

I got my jeans off, but it looked like no one had
noticed.  I felt a little offended even.  Here I am
stripping, and these guys aren't even paying
attention.  I slid my hands into my panties, and
pulled them down.  I was getting so excited stripping
out of my panties on the beach, feeling the gentle sea
breeze on my pussy.  I stepped out of my panties, and
held them up peering down at my naked pussy.  My
t-shirt hung loosely around my slender waist, falling
just around my bellybutton and not covering much of
anything.  I was still nervous, but I was absolutely
thrilled I'd got up the nerve to go through with this.
 Here I was standing here half-naked on the beach. 
Shaking slightly from the excitement, I squatted down,
folded my jeans and panties, and put them away in my
backpack.  I was so worked up.  The sensation of being
naked with these people right nearby was just too
delicious to even begin to describe it.  I was in
heaven.

I reached over, and picked up my popsicle stick and
wrapper, and gestured for Ryosuke to hand me his.  He
guffawed, staring in wonder at my bare behind, amazed
that I seemed so relaxed about the whole thing.  I
tried not to let on, but I was actually getting
incredibly turned on.  It was such a rush to be naked
like this with people so close by, even if they hadn't
noticed me yet.  He gave me the empty popsicle
package, and continued staring as I stood up.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

"I'm just going to throw this out."  I looked this way
and that, and finally spotted a trash can on the other
side of the picnic bench where the father was sitting.
 I looked down at Ryosuke for reassurance, and then
started walking along the tree line toward the father.
 He noticed me coming, and turned this way looking
first at my face and then down at my naked pussy.  I
bowed my head down trying to hide my face in my long
black hair, but I kept on walking right towards him. 
I started to breathe deeply unable to hold back my
excitement.  What on earth am I doing?  I hope he
doesn't think I'm some kind of nymphomaniac or
something.  I'm not, you know.  Really.  Most of the
time I would never even consider doing anything like
this, but for some reason, that day...

I walked past him without saying anything, and I could
feel his eyes on my bare bottom as I walked away.  The
trees came to an end, and my heart sped up as the
boardwalk and the road came into view.  There were
cars driving by and a long row of seaside inns and
houses stretching up around the bay.  I was shocked to
find we were so close to civilization.  I felt
terribly embarrassed and exposed standing there in
just my short t-shirt, so I quickly hightailed it back
toward Ryosuke.  The father was still staring straight
at me obviously stunned to see me naked.  I quickly
walked past him, but then the barefoot guy turned this
way, and saw me.  He was holding something in his
hand, and as I drew closer I suddenly realized it was
a camera.  I kicked off my sandals, and squatted down
on the groundsheet, trying to tell if he'd realized I
was naked.

"He's got a camera!" I pointed out to Ryosuke.

The guy was looking over this way with this curious
expression on his face.  It looked like he had got a
look at my pussy before I squatted down, but couldn't
believe his eyes.

"Woops!" I exclaimed, shivering a bit at my
predicament.  He was watching me very carefully now,
but at least he wasn't coming any closer.  I look down
at Ryosuke, motioning in the guy's direction, and
eventually Ryosuke got up, and went over to talk with
him.  The father was still staring at me too, at my
bare bottom.  I couldn't hear what Ryosuke was saying,
but eventually, the guy put away his camera.  Ryosuke
came strolling back, obviously quite happy with the
whole situation.

"What did you tell him?" I asked.

"That you are nympho exhibitionist who gets off on
flashing her body at poor innocent bystanders."

I glared at him, but he obviously wasn't serious.

"Relax.  I just told him to put away his camera."

I guess this was the main thing I wanted, but whatever
it was that Ryosuke had said, the guy was still
watching me pretty closely.  I looked at Ryosuke
pouting out my lips.

"I don't know, Ryosuke.  This is all kind of crazy,
don't you think?  Aren't you worried?"

He glanced at the two guys watching, but then
shrugged.

"It'll be fine.  The only reason they're staring is
'cause your acting like it's such a big deal.  Just
relax, and pretend you do it all the time."  The way
he said this made it sound so reasonable.  I ever so
slowly gathered up my nerve, and pulled up my t-shirt.
 I guess I still knew the whole idea was crazy, but
some part of me wanted to test it, see what would
happen.  I pulled off my t-shirt, and undid my bra
squatting there naked for a moment.  I flashed Ryosuke
this big smile, but inside I still felt kind of
afraid.  Not wanting to let it show, I stood up, and
walked confidently toward the water.  I turned around,
giggling and gesturing for Ryosuke to follow.  He got
up, and came down with me to the water's edge, but
waited there while I went in.  Both the father and the
barefoot guy were standing there, astonished their
mouths open.  I didn't feel so bad really.  Neither of
them looked like they were going to call the police,
and even if they did, it was probably legal anyway. 
Maybe I should do this kind of thing more often.

I swam around for a while, but actually I felt almost
like I was cheating hiding out in the water like this,
so eventually I came back out.  The barefoot guy was
covering his face, just so shocked I guess to see me
parading around naked like this.  Even the father's
kids had noticed me now, and came out to ask him what
was going on.  I wish I could have heard what he told
them.  Ryosuke had gone back to lie on the towel, so I
came up, and stood at Ryosuke's feet, just so tickled
that I'd got up the nerve to do this.  It was just an
amazing feeling.  Ryosuke couldn't stop grinning
either.

I didn't want to tempt fate though, so eventually I
got back dressed.  That was like the most amazing day
though really.  I can still remember the expressions
on those guys' faces.  The whole thing was just
priceless.  In general, since then, I've tried not to
go that far, but on the other hand, it is probably
true that since then I have tended to feel more
confident about getting naked even when people are
around.  Before that, I swear I was completely
terrified of the whole idea.

Anyway, hope you are well.  Talk to you soon.

Emi Tsuruta
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/emitsuruta/www/


 
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