I started to climb over some rocks to get to the nude beach, and she followed, commenting on how she thought since I went she could make it (with help) as well. Once we got over the rocks and I confirmed no one was there, I was disappointed.
I turned and said, “This used to be a nude beach.”
She responded that it still was. I wondered if I should stay or wander up to the next nude beach further up the way near Stinson Beach.
Finally I turned and asked the woman, “Do you mind if I…?” and gestured to my clothes.
She said, “No problem, it is a nude beach,” with a bit of a sarcastic tone given that no one else was there.
I said thanks, and as I started to pull off my shirt, I told her how my girlfriend and I were into CFNM (clothed female, nude male) situations so this was a perfect. We believe it to be liberating for women when men are nude while they were not. Really it is more that it is their choice not to be nude or not, while the man was in a more vulnerable situation.
I was down to my underwear and said, “This is it, still okay?”
She smirked and told me, “Of course, liberate me,” as I hooked my thumbs into the waistband.
I pulled them off and stood in front of her completely nude. In comparison, she was wearing a light long sleeve shirt with Capri-style pants; so quite the opposite of me at this point. I laid out my towel and we sat down. She did her best to not stare but clearly was interested in the fact that I was now naked (as anyone would be). We continued to talk for a while and I found out she was recently divorced and it had been messy.
After about twenty minutes, I asked her to go for a walk with me, not that the beach was long, but I wanted us to stretch our legs as well as show off a bit. I pulled the belt out from my jeans and she looked at it curiously but did not make a comment.
As we walked, I told her my girlfriend and I believe that a woman giving a spanking to her partner was a part of the liberating process – it allowed a form of control and freedom that was “different”.
She was quiet for a bit and then asked, “So your girlfriend spanks you?”
I said smiling, “Yes, usually weekly, to help burn off any extra frustration.”
As we reached the far end of the beach, I turned and handed her the belt.
I said, “Here we are, I am completely nude and you have the belt. You are free to do what you would like with it.”
As I finished, I turned my backside to her and bent over a rock. “Do what we both know you need to do.”
There was a pause for several seconds and then I heard the belt being bend in half and felt her place her hand in the middle of my back. A moment later was the first swing. I winced but knew it was for her own good. My bare backside would take the punishment so she could feel better. She continued for about ten turns and then she paused.
By now I had a full erection, even as my rear was warm and stinging. I straightened and turned toward her.
She asked, “Are you okay?” noticing my arousal.
I said, “This is all for you, not me.” Then I turned back to the rock and bent over again.
She whispered, “Thank you.”
Her hand was placed back on my back again and she swung ten or so more times when I heard her gasp, “My god, this is amazing!” She stopped.
I straightened up.
She asked again, “Are you okay? I am done for now, but would like to do it again in a bit, if you can handle it.”
I said, “Of course, as I said it is about you not me.”
She again looked down at me, no longer even hiding the fact and smiled.
We walked back to the towel and she sat down. My backside was a bit sore, so I just stood and she took it all in, noting that she had not believed it would feel so incredible, my being nude and being spanked by her. I said I was glad I could help and clearly, with a smile, commented that she was not the only one getting something out of it.
About this time it had started to warm up and another couple was just climbing over the rocks. I still had an erection, so I lied belly down on the towel, partially to hide it but also because my rear was still tingling. The couple smiled, said hello and continued to walk to the middle of the beach, about half way between us and the rock. They laid out their towels and both took off their clothes. They were an attractive couple, probably in their early to mid-thirties.
The woman and I continued to speak about a random set of topics, including nudism, CFNM and spanking, but not focusing on those alone.