Naturally! (Part 1)

- Chapter 1 -

It was about three o'clock on a warm and sunny Sunday afternoon. Peter was sitting at the computer in his office when the doorbell rang. He got up and went to the front door, which is half a level down from the main floor. He opened the door. No-one was there... Weird...

He stepped out on the porch and looked around. If anyone has been at his door then he should still see them. Peter's house was facing the turning circle at the end of a private cul-de-sac in a gated community. No-one would venture into this street by accident. The neighborhood is quiet, and the neighbors are discretely going about their own businesses. Why would anyone ring his door bell and then disappear?

Then it goes again - but he could SEE the bell button, and no-one was pushing it! Something seemed to be different, though. The sound of the bell was not the normal "ding - - dong"... it was more like "ding - - ding".

Brain flash: ...of course! THIS was the sound created by the BACKdoor bell button!!

So Peter went down to the walkout basement. The backdoor is actually a sliding glass wall that leads out to a private patio. Why would anyone come that way??

He could see that someone was standing there when he walked down the stairs.

First he saw the feet - whoever this was, that person was barefoot.

One step further down he could see the knees - slim, softly curved, smooth and hairless - quite obviously these were female knees.

With the next step down, he saw the thighs... young skinny thighs. She must be wearing very short pants, or maybe a bikini.

As unbelievable as it seemed at the time, the next step down revealed the view of a bare pussy - a small area of short trimmed hair and a pair of closed-up vaginal lips.

Two more step down, and he had a full view of his young athletic next-door neighbor standing totally stark naked outside on his patio. Peter knew her, of course. Being a good neighbor, he always replied to her cheerful 'hello' when they saw each other outside - when she was picking up the newspaper from the front porch, or when she was washing her car in the driveway, or when she was mowing the front-lawn, or when she was getting the mail from the group mailbox down the road. They have never talked to each other, so he cannot say that he really KNEW her, but he knew who she was...

She didn't try to cover up or hide behind the plant that was standing next to the door... no, she just stood there - totally self-confident, completely stark naked, with a somewhat embarrassed smile on her beautiful face. She had a magnificent pair of firm round breasts that stood straight out from her chest, as if she was deliberately pushing them towards him. She looked just plain gorgeous!

Peter opened the big glass door, sliding it to the side. She stepped back a bit.

"Hi, I'm Sonya, your next-door neighbor - on THAT side over there..." she said, pointing in the direction of her house. "Sorry about this..."

"No reason to be sorry, I am delighted..." he smiled. "I am Peter. What can I do for you? Can I get you a towel?"

"Oh no, thank you, I don't need a towel. I left mine on the deck chair over at my place. But I need your help. I am locked out of my house."

So she is coming over - totally completely stark naked - to her male neighbor, who - as she would know - is single, to ask him for help because she is locked out of her house; and she doesn't want to cover up?

"Are you sure?" Peter asked again. "No towel?"

"Are you uncomfortable with my nudity?" she asked concerned. "I thought that you already accepted me as the neighbor who is ALWAYS naked! You can look directly onto my patio from your balcony where I lie in the sun most of the day. And I have been doing the gardening in full view of your main windows every weekend for the last couple of months... - you DO see me naked all the time, don't you?"

"I wish I would have noticed that..." Peter smiled. "I am usually in the FRONT room at the computer. I very rarely look out the back windows."

"I am also naked out at the front when I wash my car on the driveway, for example, or when I mow the front lawn... actually I DO remember that you HAVE seen me! You came back from the mailbox - you were holding your mail in your hand - and I was just going there. We walked towards each other for quite a long time, and you did not see that I was totally naked? I was waving, and you waved back! You always reply to my greetings when you see me... and you didn't notice that I am always butt-naked?? Oh well, anyways, I thought that it would be okay to come over in my favourite summer outfit, just like your young Mexican maid does when she comes over to clean your house ..."

"Maria? She is naked when she cleans MY house? I don't think so! I have NEVER seen her naked!"

Sonya was stunned. "How is that possible? She has been cleaning your house in-the-nude for nearly a year now, if I remember right, - and totally uninhibited, right in front of your eyes..."

Peter was slowly shaking his head, denying what he heard from Sonya.

Sonya continued: "Your maid came over to me one day last year. She alerted me to the fact that I can be seen from your house when I am lying in the sun or working in the garden. Of course, I am fully aware of that, so I told her that I don't mind that the neighbors can see me. We talked about nudism and the joy of being naked, and she said that she wanted to try that out herself. Since then she comes to my place first, takes off her clothes and then goes over to your house, knowing that - at that time - you were not at home when she was cleaning. This element of having no clothes available when she is in your house, made that whole naked adventure a bit more exciting..."

Peter looked at her with disbelieve.

"Then, one day, YOU came home early, while she was vacuuming the living room. She didn't hear you because the vacuum was so loud. So, when she saw you standing in the hallway, she tried to make the best out of this potentially embarrassing situation by cheerfully waving 'Hello' to you. And you waved back! So, you MUST have seen her! Don't you remember that? She told me that she continued vacuuming as if nothing had happened, and because you didn't say anything, she naturally assumed that it was okay with you that she did her job in-the-nude. She even dusted and vacuumed your office a second time that day while you were sitting at the computer! And because she felt that it was SO much more fun to clean your house when you are there, she was asking you if she could do the cleaning on Saturdays, instead of Fridays, so that you could be around watching her all the time? Do you remember that?"

Peter shook his head.

Sonya described the situation just like Maria told her. "You were sitting at your desk, while she was standing totally naked in front of you - not more than three or four feet away. She says that you were looking straight at her tits!! She was so excited, telling me how good it felt to be looked at so closely, and what a gentleman you are that you haven't tried touching her - although, she would have liked it if you had massaged her breasts that day... And now you're saying you didn't notice that she was stark naked all the time? This is TOO funny! She will not believe me when I tell her that! Well, maybe I shouldn't tell her that. But you should pay a bit more attention to her. She is very beautiful, you know?"

Peter looked at her with an open mouth, and he nodded his head.

"I know that she is very beautiful. But I don't remember that vacuuming situation in the living room, nor any nudity in my office. I think I DID see her naked once, but only from behind! She was in the bathroom, and she had left the door fully open. She could have been cleaning the bathroom, or she could have been cleaning herself; but I didn't want to intrude in her privacy, so I ignored that. And I didn't look twice."

"I don't understand why a healthy man like you wouldn't look twice at a naked young girl through an open bathroom door ..." she questioned.

"I was taught by my father to respect the privacy of others!" Peter explained. "My sisters could have been dancing stark naked in their rooms with the doors wide open and all lights on - I would not have looked at them! My father told me that I would go blind if I looked; I guess that this threat is still sitting deep in my sub-conscience."

"Okay, THAT is weird! So, you didn't notice that your beautiful young maid was standing butt-naked in front of you, because you didn't dare to look at her? How is that possible? And you didn't look at your sisters either? How many sisters do you have?"

"Three... I am the youngest child, and the only boy."

"And you have never seen any one of them naked? I cannot imagine how a family can live in one house without seeing each other naked at times."

"BEING naked: yes. But I have never SEEN them naked! I had to respect their privacy! We had only one bathroom in my parent's farmhouse, and that was located behind the kitchen on the ground floor. We had to go from our upper-floor bedrooms, down the stairs, along the hallway and then through the kitchen where our parents were usually sitting. Our father insisted, that we all had to go 'as naked as the flowers in the spring' when we went to brush our teeth in the evening and in the early morning - because 'children need to be brought up as close to nature as possible'. But I have never seen my sisters naked, because I was always the first one to go to bed in the evening, and I was not allowed to come out of my room in the morning until I was told to do so."

"I am sure that your father has enjoyed that parade of naked girls every day... but didn't your sisters see YOU naked on the way to the bathroom?"

"Yes, of course, it was normal for me to be naked in front of the whole family. I was the first one to go to the bathroom in the evening; so I walked through the kitchen when they were all sitting at the family table.

And, as I was the last one in the bathroom in the morning, I had breakfast with them before I got dressed. So, although I was naked in front of them every day, I had to respect their privacy when THEY were naked - because they are girls..."

"Well, you don't need to respect MY privacy around here." Sonya assured him with a suggestive smile on her beautiful face. "You can look at me and touch me as much as you like!"

"I may actually want to do that!" Peter admitted.

"Okay, but first I need your help! Can you come over with me?"

"Sure!" Peter replied. He followed her cute naked ass walking across their common lawn to her backyard. There are no fences dividing the properties in this neighbourhood.

- Chapter 2 -

When they reached her backdoor Sonya showed and explained to Peter what had happened.

She tells him that she was sitting in the sun, as she usually does on a warm and sunny day, and that she had closed the sliding door because the air-conditioner was on inside. Her cat was playing in the window, and somehow one of the cat's toys got stuck in the rails of the sliding door, preventing the door from being opened. Now she was locked out - butt naked - with no way of getting help other than going to the neighbours.

Peter tried to crank the door open, but it didn't budge a bit.

"So, what do you think I can do for you?" he asked, unsure about what could be done.

"I don't know..." replied Sonya. "If you can't open the door, then I'll have to stay outside all night."

"Do you want to stay at my place?" he invited her. The thought of having this beautiful naked girl in his house, maybe even having her in his bed and fucking her, made Peter's groin tingle and his pants were getting awfully tight with the growing erection.

"What are you thinking?" she asked him, staring at the bulge of his pants. "I didn't come over to your place to get laid; I need your help getting back into my house!"

"Okay... yeah, sorry. Are all windows closed and locked?

"Yes, the air-conditioner is on inside."

"Well, I assume your front door is locked, too?"

"Yes, I have been at the front and tried to get in - nothing!"

"You have been at the front door - butt naked?"

"Sure!" she confirmed confidently. "I get the newspaper from the front porch every morning, and I go naked to the group mailbox down the road every day, and I have been washing my car in the driveway every week - remember that you have seen me a few times?"

Peter shook his head. "Okay... if I get a ladder and we climbed up on your balcony, would any of the doors or windows open?"

Sonya looked up. The balcony door and the windows were all closed.

"Are they locked?" Peter asked.

"I am not sure if I locked the balcony door. We should try that!"

Peter went to get his ladder from his shed. It was just long enough to touch the floor beam of the balcony. You still had to climb over the balcony rails, which is not a problem for a tall guy like Peter.

"Let me go first!" Sonya said, and she was already half up the ladder before he could answer.

"But you are butt-naked! The whole neighbourhood will see you!" he cautioned her.

"The whole neighbourhood can see me every morning when I do my Thai Chi exercises on the balcony. Come on, don't be such a wuss. Being naked is natural."

Peter stayed on the ground, holding the ladder steady for her. He enjoyed the view from down below. She had a cute solid muscular ass and the pussy of a young girl - closed and round, like a pair of kissing lips. Geezz, yeah, he sure would like to kiss her right there...

When she swung her legs over the railing her pussy opened up, displaying the soft-pink inner vulva. Now that Sonya was not on the ladder anymore, Peter could let go of it and re-arrange his pants. His hard dick was now peaking out of the belt line, but luckily he had a loose fitting T-shirt that covered that - although the moisture of his erection was now showing up as a wet spot on his T-shirt... Shit! How embarrassing...

"It's closed!" announced Sonya, while she climbed over the railing again. She was now facing her front outside while she was holding to the railing at her back. That way she had to push her front out!

Peter had a front-seat view of Paradise.

Nice view from down here!" he mentioned smiling. "You look absolutely gorgeous!"

"Oh, thank you!" she said. "I am glad that you noticed."

"Well, of course. I am not ignorant of the female beauty; I only seem to be unobservant at times..."

She carefully stepped down the ladder facing her front towards Peter until she couldn't go any further because he was still holding the ladder. Her pussy was right in front of his face; his nose was nearly touching her short pubic hair. If he had stuck his tongue out and leaned forward just a couple of inches, he could have licked his way into her inner Sanctum.

Sonya stood still for a few seconds. "What are you planning to do?" she asked.

"We should call a locksmith to open your front door..." he suggested.

"Wait... YES... my sister has a house key... I should call HER! She lives only 10 minutes from here. You may have seen her when she was house-sitting for me. - Well, probably not... She is also a nudist and you don't seem to notice naked girls... Oh, by the way, do you notice that there is a naked pussy right in front of your face?"

"Well, now that you mention it..." Peter smiled. He took that as an invitation to have an unimpeded look.

And he noticed the soft odour that surrounded this area. First it was like soap combined with suntan-lotion, then he noticed a soft underlying odour of fresh fish - VERY delicious!

Sonya swung one leg over his shoulder and pressed her pussy lips right onto his mouth.

"Come on! Don't be shy! Give her a kiss!" she encouraged him laughing.

Peter stuck his tongue between her lips and soon tasted the juicy inside.

Sonya pushed him back after a short while and climbed down the ladder.

"Okay, so you know how to tongue-fuck a pussy. Is that sufficient proof that you are NOT gay?"

"Why would anyone think that I am gay?" he asked surprised.

"Well, you have a neighbor who is stark naked outside your main windows in your full view every day, and you don't notice that. Then you have a very beautiful young maid, who is cleaning your house in-the-nude, and you don't even notice THAT either. What else could be the reason for that, other than that you are gay?"

"I am definitely NOT gay, maybe unobservant, but not gay." Peter insisted.

"Okay, here's my plan!" she said. "Let's go over to your place and call my sister. While we wait for her, you tongue-fuck me to full satisfaction. When I'm done, I will suck your dick and let you cum in my mouth - but when my sister arrives earlier, we'll stop. Okay?"

"Oh~kay!" he accepted excited. "What if your sister hasn't arrived after I have jerked into your mouth?"

"Hmmh, well? Can you still fuck after I have jerked you off?"

"I don't know. I have never done one after the other; I only do one at a time..."

"We'll see. If you are still hard enough, then we'll fuck until my sister arrives, okay?"

"Oh~kay!"

They walked back to Peter's place; he put the ladder back in his shed, while she went inside the house.

"Do you have a comfortable sofa, or do we go in your bed?" she asked when he came in. Apparently she was impatiently looking forward to getting licked to an orgasm.

"Well, I'll show you the house and you'll decide where we want to lay."

"Okay, lets' go!" she commanded somewhat impatient.

The lower level is just the gym - no space to lie down, unless on the floor, on a yoga mat or on the workout bench...

The main level has the front office (which was initially supposed to be the dining room), then the kitchen and the living room.

Sonya let herself fall backwards onto the sofa with wide-spread legs and ordered Peter to kneel down in front of her. She opened her lips with two fingers on each side and revealed a dripping wet pink inside.

"I will come fast, when you go slow." she instructed him

Peter got his tongue inside her opening and he slurped in all the juice that was coming from deep inside of her. Then he licked up and down her inner slit and all around the ring between the inner and outer vulvas, and every time when he was in the upper region, he gave her clitoris an extra whirl with his tongue. Sonya was breathing heavily, moaning at first, and then screaming, while lots of pussy juice came out of her in a series of gushes. Peter slurped up everything and gently cleaned her with his lips and tongue.

Sonya was obviously deeply satisfied. She leaned back, then to the side, and comforted herself on the sofa with closed eyes and still wide-spread legs. Peter quickly took his clothes off, positioned himself over her and let his hard prick slide into her wide open pussy. There was hardly any resistance going in with the full length of his erection. She was HOT inside! Peter enjoyed this comfortable feeling for a moment and then started moving slowly.

Sonya opened her eyes. "You missed the second part!" she admonished him. "This is already part three!"

"Well, I like it better this way."

"And we didn't call my sister!"

"That gives me more time to finish this properly..."

It didn't take long. Peter was already SO horny - he nearly had an orgasm when he was kissing her pussy while she was standing on the ladder. And now, having his dick inside her warm juicy soft cavity, he stopped moving and just let in come... A tingling sensation from the back of his head was crawling down his spine, past the ass, into his balls, and then through the length of his erection. He squirted loads and loads of semen into her. When he continued thrusting, more semen was coming from his balls. It felt like a bucketful of life giving sperm had been flushed into her.

They were both moaning loudly. Sonya took Peter in her arms and asked him to lay down flat on her.

"I need to feel your body for a while, not just inside of me..."

After a few short moments she said: "Do you still want a blow-job?"

"I am empty and totally satisfied. Can we do it some other time?"

Sonya was hugging him even harder. "You are, for sure, NOT gay!"

"Of course not."

"Well, the next time your maid comes into your house, take a good look at her. She is REALLY beautiful. But don't fuck her! She is a Latina girl and way too young - you don't fuck a Latina girl unless she is a prostitute, or you are married to her ... Come over to me when her nudity makes you horny."

"Can I also come over when YOUR nudity makes me horny?"

"Sure, any time..."

- to be continued...

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