Kimberly sat in the van and thought. The van creaked and shook as it went down the road. Her breasts swayed and jumped with the van and hurt as they rubbed against the seat belt running between them. She was glad Tom had put a T-shirt over the nasty plastic seat. She still wished the floor was cleaner. Tom focused on the road not daring to look over at Kimberly. Kimberly had a lot to think about. The last few hours were filled with new experiences. Some good, others very confusing.

The long trip to Scarborough was uneventful so far. Kimberly was not worried about being nude in the far away city or on the highways getting there. She was hardly aware of it. She was more concerned about her poor mother’s nudity when they drove off. She decided she would have to wait to find out about it when she got home and determined to focus on the upcoming meeting with Mr. Klein and getting the best price she could for her used clothing. Typically one would just give away used clothes but most of these were the latest fashions not long ago. They would certainly sell for something used, and she would get a price for them to those sellers.

Tom and Kimberly had begun to chat about the trip and the day, leaving out talk about nudism or the object of their visit. This put Tom at ease but he was still apprehensive about hanging out with his nude girlfriend. He had a perfectly normal pleasure to see her naked body but was quite uncomfortable enjoying it out in public. Each time he thrilled at seeing her bare skin, her tits, her pubic hair, he was immediately self conscious about it, as if he were walking around naked himself. Once they were on the highway and the driving was easier he began to get agitated. His erection was painful in his pants and he could not spare a hand to move it. He had an aggressive passion he could hardly control and Kimberly was perfectly comfortable being the most arousing, most naked, hottest girl just an arm’s length away from him.

“So tell me about this nudism.” Tom began. “How can you stand to walk around without getting turned on? Nudists must be having sex a lot more than normal people do.”

“No, It’s not like that. You get used to being naked pretty quickly. You don’t think about sex all the time.”

“Well, what about people who still have their clothes on. How do they stop thinking about sex?”

She finally realized what he was talking about and looked at him with concern. “So my nudity makes you..” She paused. “Aroused?”

“No! Hard!” Tom responded angrily while keeping his eyes on the road.

Kimberly understood now but had no idea what to do about it. She stared out at the road with Tom. Her experience with nudism, on the nudist websites, had nothing she could use to help him. It wasn’t supposed to be like that. Her last boy friend, Jimmy, was very passionate. He and Kimberly frequently kissed and necked until they were feeling each other over and almost under their clothes. But Kimberly did not want things to go further for several reasons. Her friends had wonderful stories of passionate petting leading to one or both lovers getting off. Kimberly did not yet feel that comfortable with Jimmy, or anyone else for that matter. Not yet. Tom, she knew from her experience and everybody’s stories, was not like that. They’re dates might end in some terrific long kisses and suggestions but they never went further than a particular sexy hug they enjoyed. Tom was safe.

After another few miles on the expressway Tom made an angry mumble and pulled the wheel sharply taking an exit into a truck rest area. It was empty but he pulled all the way in, past the truck parking. He stopped the van on the wrong side of the rest stop near the lawn and the trees. He sat at the wheel with his head down. “Kim, I don’t know how I can manage it. You are so hot and I can’t do anything about it. This is crazy”

Kimberly was scared. She knew Tom was the gentlest and most caring man she had ever met but here he was clearly very angry. She did not know how to handle things. She could only remember all the pictures of nudist men, none with any arousal showing. She tried to think out loud. “Well, usually nudists are…”

With that Tom blew up. What he was tying to say was unintelligible. He tore at his pants apparently with no success. He yanked at his seat belt and finally got it off. He went up in between the seats and stepped into the van’s remaining storage area behind his seat where there was just room to stand. He furiously unbelted his pants and shoved them and his boxer shorts down to his ankles. When he stood up all Kimberly could see of Tom was his gigantic erection. He shouted at her “This is how nudists are? Is this what nudism is about?”

Kimberly stared at Tom’s penis as it bobbed and bounced below his shirt tails. She had seen penises in books and even online but never in reality and never thought one could be big as this. She was nearly scared enough to jump out of the truck, her hand was on the door handle, but she trusted Tom not to hurt her. She had an idea but had to test Tom out. “So, you want to have sex?” she asked very cautiously.

Tom was still angry. “No!, were not getting married in the next ten minutes are we?” Kimberly slowly unbuckled her seat belt and carefully stepped into the space behind her seat, passing close to Tom hoping he wouldn’t grab her. As she stood she picked up the T-shirt she had been sitting on but decided to leave it draped over the back of her seat.

“Would you let me help you?” she whispered.

Tom was hopeless. “Kim, I love you but I can’t handle this. What am I supposed to do if your always naked? Nude!” he caught himself, describing Kim’s new life.

“OK, Tom. You’re going to have to do whatever I tell you. Can you do that?”

Tom tilted his head, God he was so cute, “I think I’ll have to.”

For Tom this was unbelievable. First his girlfriend becoming a nudist, really, planning on living naked. Him taking all her clothes away and actually driving along with her to get rid of them. And then him losing his temper. He never did that. But this was serious, a real relationship issue. And now he was half naked, looking at her naked body, in what might become full on intercourse. If he had not left it up to her it certainly would be. But he could not just do that to her. That would certainly require their eventual marriage. But maybe she could fix it. She seemed to have a plan.

“Well first, you need to get out of all that.” she said, pointing to his shirt, and his pants and shorts all tangled around his legs on the floor of the van. He relied on her decision pulling his shirt open and off his shoulders. Once off he threw it down he went to work on his pants but after some effort Tom could hardly keep his balance. He gave up pulling at his shorts and began to take off his work boots. Kimberly reached out to hold his shoulder but he fell against the wall of the van before she could help. While he repeatedly bent over and stood up Kimberly kept studying his penis. It was beautiful. It stayed hard the whole time Tom was working. The hair above and below made a magnificent picture. His scrotum beneath was large and mostly free of any hair but harder to see, hiding below. She wanted to touch it, touch all of it, but she had to be careful. She could tell she was getting turned on by the warmth that had begun to flow from her pussy and her nipples but she had to keep things under control.

As each boot came off Tom threw them against the solid wall of Kimberly’s dresses. He kicked off his pants and shorts. He caught Kimberly’s stern look and pulled off his socks as well. In the little space they had Tom stood up with his great bare feet and his hard cock looking at Kimberly. He was gigantic, he was gorgeous. She could feel the coolness of her wet pussy as it grew and moistened. She knew her nipples were getting long again, just like this morning. She was going to take this tall slim boy, this young gorgeous man, she had to make them both cum. She thought it wouldn’t be too difficult.

She looked at Tom and said “I’m in control here. OK?” Tom looked back and nodded. Kimberly took a step toward him walking to his right side. She didn’t trust herself to meet him straight on. She pressed herself against him, just to the right of his massive cock, reached up and grabbed his head and pulled it down to kiss her. That did it. Tom wrapped his strong arms around her and held on.

After a quick minute of kissing, her hand went down to his cock, pressing it along her thigh. It seemed even bigger now. She ran her hand along it and marveled. She could just get her fingers around it but decided she should give him some help. She started to hold it tight and slide her hand along it, back and forth. At first his skin moved back and forth with her hand but soon tightened up. Tom broke the rules just enough to put his great hand right against her pussy. Kimberly’s moan made a loud echo in the van but she kept stroking. Tom fingers quickly found their way past Kimberly’s vulva and then to her vagina and began moving inside. The more she stroked the further he moved in. His other hand went to her breast and found her painfully erect nipple. His touch there almost ruined everything as Kimberly’s focus failed for a moment. Soon she was back in control, stroking and kissing.

She hated to stop stroking Tom’s beautiful cock but his giant hand hard against her sex was making it difficult to focus. She gave his cock a hard squeeze and he slowed down. She loved that they had found this indecent communication. She began to stroke in earnest while they kissed, while their naked bodies pressed together. Then she remembered. The head should be the most sensitive part. She had to stroke the head along with the rest of him. She lengthened her stroke and focused on that enormous head. She could feel him respond strongly, gripping around her body, nearly lifting her up by her pelvis. He was so beautiful, so hot.

As she stroked it his cock kept riding higher and higher on her thigh. She followed it wherever it went but held it against her body as she stroked. She re-gripped her hand around him near the head and found her fingers no longer reached around. This must be the time, she thought. She held tightly around his cock’s head and slid her hand a short way down, once then once again, tightly stroking down. That’s just what it took. When Tom froze, became extremely tense and immobile Kimberly knew what was happening, what she had given Tom. She held him while he shook, he squeezed her and came hard.

He hugged her hard, gripping her whole body over and over again. She felt the powerful pulses rush through his cock but never let go, only stroking and squeezing harder. He was moving through her hand, shoving his hips forward over and over. When he stopped she knew he was done. She gave him a moment then slipped her arm from his back to hold his arm. The arm against her sex. He picked up right away and pushed his fingers back into her warmth. She broke off their kiss with a sharp intake of breath. Oh! he was strong. He shifted his fingers a bit till he found a rhythm. Sliding in and out, sliding by her clit but not too close. She was pleased he had found it. It was going to work. After he had been at it she could not kiss any more. She had to focus, focus on Tom’s powerful arm holding her so close. She dropped her hand to grab the back of his. She had to make him stop. Soon he did. Then it was her turn. She froze, she clenched, she moaned aloud and shook. All she knew was that Tom was holding her close, indecently close but so secure. She was naked with Tom and she was cumming. Nothing could upset her, nothing could threaten her.

When she finally looked up at him she saw those eyes again. Seeing them she felt she would melt, and wanted to go through it all again. But now was not the time. They held each other a bit longer as close and as comfortably as they could while standing up but soon Kimberly said “We have things to do.”

Tom was not going to refuse her, at least not for now. “That was amazing, Kim. Is that! was nudism is about?”

She smiled “No, absolutely not. That was just us.” She picked up the T-shirt from her seat back and wiped some sweat off her neck and face and gave it to Tom to do the same. “I’m sorry I never noticed your problem but I’m glad we…” she looked up at him “found a way to handle it.”

She stepped closer and hugged him again. “Tom, that really was so wonderful. I’m so glad we could share it but this is no place to make love.” She went to the dash board to get some wipes from her purse. She had to wipe her vagina and pubes down after being so wet for him. She had not been happy earlier when she realized that she had to carry these things with her from now on. She would never want anyone to ‘smell the nudist’. She gave Tom a few as well. She then thought about Tom. She knew he had cum, very hard in fact, but did not know what happened to it. She thought it would be on her hands but no. The floor of the van was already terribly dirty so she forgot about it.

She looked out the windshield and saw the grass and the trees. She knew just what to do. She held out her hand to Tom who took it. She lead him to her front seat which confused him. She opened the passenger door of the van and went to climb out when he stopped her. “No way! I’m not walkin’ around naked outside!”

She gave him a stern look “You said you would to do whatever I tell you, Tom” He had a terrible expression as he realized the iron clad nature of their pillow talk. He was stuck. But he was also worried.

“What if someone sees us out there?”

“No one is out there! Now come on before somebody comes.” She carefully looked down at the steps with their harsh treads, held Tom’s hand to keep steady and climbed down. She landed on the grass and began walking. The grass was cool and clean. The breeze was warm and steady. She was outdoors again and loving it. She could feel the sun on her skin, the air on her breasts and behind. She strutted and jumped. She twirled about once and saw Tom, hanging his head out of the van looking out for someone, anyone. “Come on, Tom! It’s wonderful!” He slowly descended further on the grass and walked a little way. Soon she realized that Tom was never going to move so she came back and grabbed his hand and pulled him along. He came along but never looked at her, his eyes kept scanning the horizon. She turned and took both his hands. “Tom, look at me.” In time he did. “This is me, remember? I’m a nudist now and this is how I live. This is what nudism is about. Now relax!”

She got him to run a little bit with her and when he loosened up she let him chase her. She knew better than to let him get too close or he would have a problem again. They ran back and forth on the grass. She managed to dodge him until he slipped in the grass and landed on his side. He laughed out loud as he rolled over. She felt she had gotten through to him, made him understand at least a little. Now they were just having fun. She wasn’t sure but he may have forget he was naked. She helped him up and they walked hand in hand toward the tree line stopping at the edge of the grass. This was perfect. She was finally naked, full time and permanent and she had a naked lover. She didn’t know how long it would last but it was great, even if it was only temporary. Tom stood with her, naked and pretty much at ease. They held hands and stared into the trees, the brush and branches making it uninviting. She looked back at the van and saw the trucker.

Another truck had pulled in and parked far away down the lot. A driver had taken the time to walk the long way toward the van that Tom and Kimberly had left behind. She knew what to do. “Tom, don’t panic, don’t move. We have a visitor. Now I’m going to go talk to him but I want you to stay here. Turn around and face him but don’t cover yourself. Don’t even try. Just be cool. And don’t… don’t get aroused.” He squeezed her hand tightly before she turned and let go. He slowly turned to watch her but stayed put. He loved how beautiful she was, especially naked. Her confidence as she strode up to the stranger impressed him greatly. It was all he could do to keep from diving into the van for cover, but he stood still, just like Kim wanted.

Kimberly walked with long strides through the grass to meet the stranger up where the grass gave way to the blacktop. She was not unhappy to have someone else to explain things to. She was going to have a lot of that. She still loved the grass on her feet and the breeze between her legs. She felt her nipples long and comfortable as her breasts swung with her arms. She was just fine. The man looked like a typical trucker. Blue jean bib-overalls over a plaid shirt, large gray handlebar mustache and a ball cap with a filthy logo patch. His work boots clunked as he walked up to her. Kimberly was quite aware of how dangerous it might be to get too close to a stranger out in the open. Normally Tom would be on hand to protect her but for now she was protecting him.

She walked up as close as she felt safe, several yards away, and took the lead “Hello there. I’m Kim.”

The stranger took a good look at her up and down. He stared carefully at her pubic mound and a bit more at her breasts. She thought he enjoyed her long nipples as much as she did. She rather enjoyed his inspection. “So how come you’re all naked, girl?”

“So who are you, sir?” she politely insisted.

“I’m Gerald Winston, for what it’s worth. So how come you’re all naked, then?”

She smiled and started in “I’m a full time nudist, permanent. I’m officially registered with the state, with the office of lifestyles.” For that she rolled her eyes a bit. “It’s legit.” the stranger seemed unmoved. “If you like I can get my official state ID from my purse. It’s got a picture of me looking like this.” She opened her arms, turning her palms out and made a surprised face to mimic the picture on her ID card.

“Never heard of that exactly. What are you folks doin’ here?”

“Same as you. We’re taking a break. A lot of driving to do. Isn’t it nice here?” She paused and looked back at Tom. He stood there, utterly naked and apparently OK. Gerald saw Tom as well but still did not seem convinced. Kimberly asked “Would you like to see his! State ID?”

That made Gerald make a face and shake his head. “I’ve never heard of such a thing as this. You sure you’re OK?”

That made Kimberly relax. Perhaps Gerald was actually looking out for her. Not quite the threat he started out as.

“We’re doing just fine. Thanks for asking. We’ll be leaving in a few minutes.”

Gerald looked at Kimberly and then over at Tom with some concern. Kimberly smiled and said “And no, we’re not going to have sex here.” A partial truth, she knew since they just had, if only partly.

Gerald thought for a moment and asked pointedly “What’s your friend’s name?”

“That’s Tom.” Kimberly offered wondering what Gerald was thinking.

Gerald turned and walked away but added “Tell Tom he’s crazy.”

Kimberly stopped herself from laughing, turned and walked back to Tom.

When she got close Tom asked “What did he want?”

“He kind of wanted to make sure we were OK. I told him we were. Were you terrified?”

“As a matter of fact I was.” His calm face dropped for a moment though. “How you can walk around in front of people… naked… I don’t believe it.”

Kimberly thought about it. “Well, I’ve been planning on this for a while but it’s very new for me too. I signed up for it yesterday but I didn’t expect to have the trouble I’ve had. Getting through to my parents was the worst. I think if I can face them naked I won’t have much more trouble than that.”

She thought about telling Tom about how scary it was having her bedroom emptied of clothing and the prospect of watching it all go away when they arrived at the re-sale shop but she decided she should keep that to herself. She didn’t want to let Tom know that she had any second thoughts.

Kimberly was having a lot of second thoughts. The more time she spent going naked the more she thought about just what it would mean for her in the days ahead, going to school, getting work, and doing all of it naked, naked for the rest of her life. She would have to explain to more and more people about her desire to be naked, to live her life nude from now on. But rather than worry she kept coming back to her present situation. Here she was completely nude and comfortable, her nipples were comfortable, she had nothing to worry about.

Kimberly took Tom by the hand and stood close to him. She had a plan for what to do next. “Do you trust me, Tom?”

Tom looked down at her, finally concentrating on her eyes. “Yes, I guess I’ll have to.”

Kimberly told Tom what she wanted him to do. This made Tom’s eyes grow very wide indeed. Then Kimberly smiled at him, and kept smiling. It did not take long before Tom smiled too. He knew he would have to agree and hoped it would be OK. Kimberly was not so sure but was going to find out.