Hi, my names Kat and Im Jesss sister. Im 13 and Jess has requested me to write about nudism and going nude

for this particular website.
I didnt ever think about going round naked, but I did begin to detect last autumn when Jess seemed to not always have all her clothing on on a regular basis! I saw her walking round the house in her undies and also a few times going into her room with nothing on after shed had a shower. It didnt mean anything to me at all what she was doing, but it didnt bother me.
One day I was in my room and Jess knocked on the door. She came in to the room and she was nude! It didnt really bother me that she didnt have any clothing on, but I was still a little surprised! She said that she was naked because she was a nudist, which she told me was a man who loves being bare (I didnt know). She said shed spoken to mum and mum had said it was fine if she was nude at home occasionally, but she needed to make sure I was alright with it also. It didnt bother me if she was really going to be going round in the nude constantly, so I said it was good by me. I needed to know why she liked it so much though, and she said it was just feeling free and being comfortable, which I said was cool, and she said I should try it sometime. I just kind of said uh huh to that, I didnt think Id ever really end up doing it!
Anyway, pretty soon I got used to Jess being naked at home. It never disturbed me that I really could see her boobs and http://rohii.com , cuz Im a girl also. Initially she used to get dressed whenever people came round but after a bit she ceased doing that. That meant that my buddies when they came round occasionally saw her nude. At first I was a little bit embarrassed that they’d seen her like that but that soon stopped. None of my buddies appeared irritated so I wasnt either.
We used to talk a lot about going nude and stuff like that and Jess asked me a few times if I liked to try it for myself. I said possibly sometime cuz I wasnt really sure if I needed to or not. But having Jess walking round the house naked did mean that I didnt feel like I had to be completely dressed all the time any more. I started going out of the shower without a towel around me and sometimes I’d go back to my room and lie on my bed reading a magazine or whatever without getting dressed.
My first real time of going naked was in the wintertime. It snowed a lot and our entire back garden was covered with snow. Jess challenged me to a snowball fight and of course I agreed. I went to get my jacket and scarf and gloves and things, and I saw that Jess simply stayed standing there by the back door, with nothing on of course. I asked her if she was going to go and get dressed and she said no, Im going out like this. You ought to, too, itll be interesting. I dont actually understand why, but that time I said yes, I would.
Jess was actually really surprised that Id said yes, she was like are you certain? You dont have to if you dont need to, but I did want to and I could tell Jess was actually pleased that I did. I went upstairs and took off all of my clothing, then we put our shoes on so our feet didnt get cold and went out into the garden. It was quite bizarre being naked outside, but it was a nice feeling and it wasnt anything like as chilly as Id thought it’d be. I was only standing appreciating what it felt like when this cold, wet snowball hit me on the bum! We’d our snowball fight but it didnt last long cuz we both ended up quite cold with wet hair rather fast, but being nude meant only our skin was wet as well as our garments stayed dry inside! We finished up by lying down and making naked snow angels, which was amazing to feel the snow against all my skin, and quite amusing to see two angels with bum prints in the middle! Subsequently we ran indoors to get warmed up and Jess asked me if Id enjoyed myself and I told her I had.
That was the sole time I went nude like that for quite some time, cuz I still wasnt sure about it. The next time was during the Easter holidays. Me and Jess went to stay with our dad, whos divorced from our mum and lives in Manchester. He’s known Jess is a nudist since she told mum and hes good with it, and this time Jess asked him if it was OK for her to go bare while she was there. He said it was and so the following morning she came downstairs with nothing on, just like she does at home.
It was a really pleasant day and so Jess went out to sit on the patio. She appeared quite happy to be able to go bare outside in the sun and was enjoying it. That was when I determined that I’d like to go bare, too.

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Id been thinking of it for quite some time now, that perhaps I did want to give it a try, but I wasnt convinced till then. I told Jess that I’d determined that I liked to go naked and she said that was really amazing, so I went inside and took my clothes off. I went back out into the garden and sat down with Jess.
It felt extremely good to be nude, actually. I cant really explain it, but when I went bare in the snow it felt fine, but this was even better! It was extremely awesome being able to sense the breeze and stuff on my bare skin. And I didnt feel at all troubled about being naked cuz Jess was as well. We spoke for quite some time, mostly about going naked and I said now I could comprehend why Jess enjoyed it.
We stayed out in the garden sunbathing and discussing all afternoon, then went back up to the house. Jess gave me a hug and said she was very proud of me for being so assured and for coming to my very own choice about going bare, which was nice, but I couldnt really see what the big deal was it was only enjoyable for me! I saw my father when I went in the house, and when he saw that I didnt have clothing on he grinned and said not you as well! I asked him if it was okay and he said it was fine, so that was cool.
After that I began going naked more and more. Not all the time at first (like, that day I got dressed in the evening, but the next morning I was nude again), but when we got home to my mums I started doing it a lot. In the beginning it was just at weekends if we were out in the garden and maybe in the mornings I wouldnt get dressed until after breakfast (I began sleeping bare also) but after a bit I started coming home from school and instead of changing my clothes I would only take them all away and stay like that until the following morning, just like Jess does. I asked mum if she minded me being naked and she said not in the slightest, shes had plenty of time to get used to it with Jess!

My Bucket List

I saw the movie “The Bucket List” and it made me think of my own bucket list. Among the things I had always wanted to do was see a nude resort. I’d swam naked in Lake Mead frequently and some other spots and liked the feeling of freedom you get being bare.
I chose to find a nearby nudist facility and visit. My wife said she wasn’t interested so I went alone to Mountaindale Sun Resort.

The host was very friendly and clarified the rules and gave me a quick tour. I CAn’t wait to get undressed and join up with the folks in the pool. I really loved my visit and went back a few more times. The pool, hiking trails, spa and property are an excellent place to spend time. Being naked felt so natural I quickly adopted the theory.

My wife doesn’t share my enthusiasm so my opportunities to see are reduced. My times at the nudist resort are some of the most relaxing and pleasurable recreation I’ve ever done. I ‘m definitely glad I acted on executing one of the items on my “bucket list.” I located fellow nudists to be a very friendly bunch.

-Wayde D.
Oregon
Why Did We Wait So Long?

Our first experience with social nudity happened during the Skinny Dip this year. My soon to be wife and I read about it in the AANR Bulletin. We talked about it for several days and finally decided to go. She was truly a little scared of getting naked in public. She had all the anxieties that are discussed on all of the parks’ websites.

When we arrived at Whispering Pines, we were greeted by several naked folks at the gate. They seemed so at ease standing there and welcoming us to the park. They grinned and gave directions to the parking area. So off we went into the entire world of social nudism. We drove past a lot of folks that were naked as well. All of them grinned and waved like they knew you.

After we parked and got out of the vehicle, I began to take my clothing off. She looked at my like I was mad. “Are you becoming naked right now?”

“I sure am; everyone else is so we should be also.” She started to take off her clothes as a woman pulled into the area next to big tits on beach . Robin quit and just stood there as the woman got out of her car and stripped, and grabbed her towel and cooled and gave an extremely fine hello to us. I think this removed all reluctance from Robin. She removed the rest and we walked to the pool place.

That was the start of a new lifestyle for us.

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We have been back there and to The Bar-S-Ranch.
We have met a number of the friendliest people at both areas. Now we are getting ready to join one as members.

All I can say is why did I wait so long to get this done? It’s the best form of outdoor recreation. Sun and air on the bare skin is amazing to let life’s frustrations go away. Hate to have to pack up and go home. But like I said we will be back as often as possible.

-Bob & Robin L
Sanford, North Carolina
The 15 minute Challenge

We had just bought our first RV and were looking for someplace close to test out the new RV. A Web search of nearby RV resorts located quite few places to go that were reasonably close. I found Lilly Valley in Fort Erie, Canada and thought it seemed interesting.
When my wife came home and asked if I found somewhere I told her there were a few that were more than 100 miles away, however there clearly was a “nuddie” resort just through the Peace Bridge.

I was astounded when her only answer was “OK.”
I called and made reservations and we were on the way. About 45 minutes after we were there. Lilly Valley has a small gate and lots of nude men met me there and helped direct me on which way to turn to get in. By the time that I got through the gate there were six bare guys with enough metal to build their own battleship. Lilly Valley regulars were at that time into piercings.

As I began to get out of the truck to set up my wife said, “What if I can not do this?” My reply was it takes 15 minutes to set up, and another 15 minutes to take it down. If you don’t enjoy it we will leave. That seemed reasonable to her so we unhooked the RV. Inside 15 minutes we’d met a Postal Worker and his wife, a family with two children, the owner, and various other folks. No one paid any attention to any parts except for the portions of the RV.

We’ve been nudists since then. We also felt the need for AANR so much we became Premier members and then Life members. Now all of our excursions are made around going from one nudist resort to another.

-Chales L
Buffalo, New York
First Nudist Vacation

I reserved our wedding to coincide with my birthday and didn’t tell my future wife that I’d booked our room in Jamaica to be on the Nudist side of the resort. To say she was shocked was an understatement. I was unpacking when I heard her scream and I went to investigate and found her on the balcony laughing about some man who she said was walking around with no clothes on. I said what do you anticipate, we’re on the nude side of the resort?

After about 3 hrs of looking and laughing she came to conditions and from then on we became nudists and have remained so ever since, and by the way we did get married with clothes on.

-George
Land O Lakes, Florida
Cradle to Grave

My first encounter might be somewhat different as compared to several other folks. My parents were nudist. I suppose, given the time frame, I was about two years old when I had my first memory of visiting a “nudist camp.” It was someplace in the Bay Area in California. My next memory comes from sometime after we moved to Ohio (about 1954). We subsequently moved to Louisiana where there http://picsnudism.com or camps within a reasonable driving distance from our home. We did vacation at a couple of locations in Florida and Texas from about 1956 to 1964. My parents seldom troubled to get dressed round the home and my mother spent a least a few hours a day, during good weather, sun bathing in our quite big backyard. I have been married a bit more frequently that I ‘d have liked, but all of my wives have become nudist or at least participated in my nudist actions. I’m an academic and one of my research areas has involved research on the effects of a nudist life style on children (positive outcomes), and legal problems relative to use of public areas by nudist (testified in several legal actions).
I believe that one of the most positive results of my life long experience as a naturist is that I’m really comfortable with all sorts and kinds of individuals. I have learned for the most part to simply take folks as they come and they do come in all shapes and sizes.
Thus . . . my first experience was atypical, but now 60 years after I am still at it.

-Larry G.
Yuma, Arizona

My first time at a nude beach was at Little Beach in Hawaii. I’d

gone over and stayed back from the seashore getting up enough guts to go over to the beach. Finally decided it was something I ‘d desired to do, so walked on down, found a spot and took off my swimsuit. The next measure was to get up and go play in the water which I did.

Another time was at a warm springtime and there was another man there sitting in a seat nude. After sitting in the spring for awhile, I got out as well as enjoyed the sunlight nude additionally. At first when other people came, I’d place the towel over me, but after watching him, I had the guts to stay uncovered with the the next couple of people that came. One couple came and he stripped down to get in the spring, the woman though changed into a swimsuit with him holding the towel up. She did loosen up some and would let her top straps down. Once the top slide a little to reveal one breast and so she casually pulled it up again. It looked like she wanted to join in, or at least go topless, but simply could never move ahead with it.

My recent courageous move was to go out naked in the yard of the condo we were staying at with my wife. She isn’t into nudism and so sometimes when we are alone someone and I ‘ve gone nude, she isn’t quite approving. But it’s early in the year and I was longing to get some nude time in the sun, so just walked right outside and layed on the lounge chair. With the seclusion wall at this place, I was expecting she wouldn’t say anything or be upset. She joined me in her bikini and appeared comfortable with me laying out nude. Later on she took her top off which was somewhat astonishing. Later she slipped her bottoms off and joined me nude. Even more astonishing was http://nudissex.com when we were going outside to catch some sunlight. youngest nudist did not even trouble to set her bikini on, but just went straight out nude. There were still other times that she still wore her bikini, but supporting that she was willing to do some nude sunbathing. Looking forward to the summer with her to see how far she is willing to really go.

One last time to associate was when I was at a little resevoir and was putting on a inflatable mat floating on the water. I ‘d on some swimwear that had some clasps, so I released the clasps and loved floating on the mat nude. There were boats going by and a few other people on the seashore, but it felt so fine. I have done this again after I got past the initial first time. Always keep them handy in case a ranger comes by.

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How I found the wonders of nudist lifestyle

I made the decision to discuss family nudist pics with nudism for a quite simple reason. I am certain that there are lots of girls as well as women who feel like I felt and who aren’t completely certain whether nudism is something for them. I am here to inform you that it is among the best things in the world and that everyone should at least give it a go.


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But, let us begin from the beginning.
I grew up in a small English town with parents who loved me and still love me but who were raised quite traditionally and who approached my breeding with the same rigorous approach they were given. They consistently said that it did them no harm and that it makes up for a normal individual once he or she grows up. I had the misfortune (or, more exactly a fortune), of becoming best friends with a girl called Daphne really early in my life. Now Daphne grew up in a rather liberal family and I always envied her. Whereas she went with her girlfriends on holidays, I had to go with my parents, or at least up until I turned 18. This was the first time I went abroad without them and I went with Daphne.
We went to Croatia, a tiny country in the Mediterranean where it still feels like it’s not spoiled by mass tourism. It was Daphne’s thought and it was not until we got on the airplane that she revealed her plans. We were going to one of the nudist camps that Croatia was famous for back in the day and where there are still great nudist camps. I was lost for words. I really had no thought that Daphne was into this and as it turned out she wasn’t. It was her first time as well. She just thought it’d be a interesting idea. It simply goes without saying that http://etyzo.com was mortified, but the sense of liberty of visiting beachfront without my parents was intoxicating and I went along.
We made it to the camp late in the evening and we went to sleep straight away. The next morning, we were woken by the scorching summer light and by amazing odors of the Mediterranean. We determined to be somewhat less adventurous when we went to the reception and they told us that they have their very own beach. We decided to get it over with promptly and we took off our clothes and did it. This is how the day that changed my life began.
When we got to the beach, it was full of nude people old, young, married, couples, children, you name it, they were there. I was so scared that everybody will be looking at me that I almost passed out. But I understood that no one cared. Everyone was going about their very own company and we put our towels down to sunbathe. When I lay down, I found the first reason why nudists do it. The feeling of warm sun all over your body, on your breasts and down lower was among the most amazing things I’ve ever felt. I’m nearly embarrassed that I started becoming aroused the moment I felt the warm sun on my vagina, it was as if the sun was caressing me and touching me in all the proper places.
Then, we went for a swim and that was when I found the second reason why nudists do it. The cool water, after all the heat of the sun was only insanely pleasurable. I believed my nipples hardening in issue of zeptoseconds and this abrupt change of temperature nearly gave me an orgasm. The sole thing better than that was when we got out of the clearest water I’ve ever seen, back under the sun. The slow warming up of my whole body was entirely new to me, without the wet bikini clinging eternally. It was incredible. I honestly think that if I’ve touched my clit, I’d have come in a second. I managed to hold back, at least until we got back to our room.
It was literally the very best day of my own life.

I had an experience today that was new for me. I was wondering if anyone else has had this happen to them?….

I’d completed my workout, showered, disposed of my towel in a close by bind, and was walking back to my locker (nude, of course) to get dressed. As I turned the corner from the showers toward the lockers, a woman was standing in the path with a bathing suit and towel in her hand. “What are you doing in here!?” she inquired. “I was about to ask you the same question” I answered. Both of us being shocked by seeing the other, I said, “This Is Actually the male locker room.” She responded, “Oh, my god, I’m so sorry….I’m in the wrong place!” “Please forgive my intrusion” she continued, as she followed me to my locker. As I was trying to get my locker opened, she continued to talk to me regarding the facility we were in. This went on for a great two minutes before another man walked in and, took a look, and pulled away behind several other lockers. Eventually, http://b-boyz.com/nudist-video.html said, “I apologize…it was great speaking to you”…and left.

Now, while I was surprised to see her (and she me), I stayed composed and naked (since I had nothing to cover with)
in our conversation. She apparently somewhat appreciated this scenario, since she didn’t immediately run to nudist activity pictures .
Looking back on this, I’m somewhat surprised by her action. If this had happened in her locker room, I am certain that I ‘d have been thrown out or arrested!

Scene – October, early evening, sun just going down and about 70 degree’s. Me (Moron #1) the lately discovered nudist discovers that the timer driven outside lights did not go on because I ‘d forgotten to reset it.

Hmm, timer is outside in front of your home in a surburban neighborhood, no fences everywhere and I live in http://x-nudism.com/demo1.php de sac. Hmmmmmmm, quick look, no one around…hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm…neighbors right next to me are gone, neighbors across the way live in their own back yard, along with the other neighbors we don’t speak to…heck with it. It is right outside the door, NO ONE is around I Will only step outside real quickly, alter the timer and no harm done right? Right.

Open door, step though, close door because interior lights are on and I don’t need to provide a comprehensive shadow to my clueless(about my lifestyle anyway) neighbors. Adjust timer, lights will pop on in 5 min. Excellent. Open the door…jiggle handle…jiggle handle furiously…invent swear words while feelings of overexposure set in.

Fast look around while trying to remember if we really purchased the spare key and had the presence of mind to place in outside somewhere for similar, but clothed emergencies. NOPE! Still on the counter. Fantastic. Fast mental review of open doors…back door, open…no fence surban setting, (did I mention I lived on the corner of the cul-de-sac?) to far to walk, garage car door closed but for some reason, walk thru is broken open.

The garage door is http://x-nudism.com . Brilliant. I’ll only quicly walk over that way and AS I TURN AROUND, my next door neighbors drive up in the van AND my neighbors across the way who live in their own back yard walk by on the sidewalk by using their dog.

Fantastic. “Um….hi?” said while doing my best run while not running into the open garage.

Nobility is not a birthright, it’s explained by one’s actions.

My first nude experience was when I was younger

nudism-porno-2015My first nude experience was when I was younger and very much by accident. I went to a beach with a very long coastline on the more isolated end.
I didn’t see anyone around and I knew that nudism was tolerated so I completely disrobed and laid completely exposed in the sun. I saw a topless woman approaching and quickly covered up – being nude outside was completely natural, being nude in front of others was not. She smiled as she walked by and I just blushed – I was so prudish about public nudity that even seeing others in a state of undress made me uncomfortable. When she was out of site, I once again uncovered and decided I wanted to go for a swim. I have been an avid swimmer, a life gaurd in fact, so I decided to swim further down the coast and come back. Swimming nude was quite liberating! I did that and went past many of the crowded parts of the beach. After a while the current was too strong to turn back and I realized I had only one option, to walk back on the beach.
I must say that was one of the most uncomfortable moments of my life. I walked out of the water, covering my genitals with my hands. As I came to shore, I noticed that everyone was naked and seemed so natural. I still covered up, but was getting a little more comfortable with myself.Although I was very athletic and fit, I had always been sensitive about the size of my penis and all my pubic hair but when I saw people of all shapes, sizes and ages I realized that I was fine however I was. I let go, literally, and was free. It was quite a walk back. Being nude where everyone was nude was natural but I soon I had a new challenge. Although nudity was tolerated everyone on the beach, the most popular section was where almost everyone wore bathing suits- toplessness was common but I saw only one completely nude person.
Aside from that, it was very crowded. I had no choice but to keep on going and I continued walking nude. People looked at me – I was probably the only nude person they had seen for a while – but I kept on going. It is ackward being nude in front of others when they are not but I learned to deal with it. When I finally reached my clothes, I was a nudist for life.
When I went back to my apartment with my friends, male and female, I told them about my experience. I told them too how good it felt and asked if they minded if I went nude in our apartment, they did not. Since then I spend as much of my time nude as possible and don’t care whose looking.

Since my early teens, I have always loved the sunning nude

nudism-pictures-familySince my early teens, I have always loved the feeling of swimming and sunning nude. Our family had a pool in our backyard deep in the heart of suburbia, and I remember wondering whether I had safely positioned the chaise lounge out of the view of any easily offended (or easily titillated) neighbors’ eyes as I stole a few minutes whenever I could get the chance to experience what the summer sun felt like on my naked body
And many late nights, after the rest of the family had gone to bed, I would quietly slip ito the pool for a skinny dip. It was a wonderful natural high.
Interestingly enough, I decided to attend college at UC San Diego. During the orientation tour of the campus, the counselor told us incoming freshmen about nearby Black’s Beach — and expressed some surprise when many of us didn’t know about its staus as one of the best-known nude beaches in the country.
So, I knew right then and there where I would be taking most of my study breaks.
I must say, though, that I experienced what I would expect is a normal degree of trepidation when confronted with a first-time nude beach experience. I remember visiting the beach a few times, and remaining clothed, trying to decide whether I was “safe”. I saw that the beach was huge and spread out such that one could very much maintain a feeling of having “personal space”, at what felt like a comfortable distance from other beach-goers whose motives for being there might be considerably less than innocent. Finally, the lure of what I had in the back of my mind always wanted to experience won out, and one day I took my new boogie-board down to beach, and without hesitation discarded my swimsuit.
I hurried down to the water, still a little nervous, trying not to make eye contact with the few people that were nearby. I plunged into the waves, and quickly realized I was having the time of my life. I rode the waves for a while, loving the sensation, feeling like my body was made for this.
I tired after a while, and decided to head back up to the beach. Feeling more relaxed and confident now, I looked around at some of the others present. I should probably mention here that I’ve been blessed with some pretty good genes, and I should probably also mention that it was impossible not to notice the — well, stares — of many of the gay men present.
After a moment or two of nervousness, I quickly decided that this was essentially a public place, and going naked was my choice, and that I couldn’t really stop anyone who wanted to look at me from looking. And that as long as they kept a respectable distance and refrained from outwardly lewd behavior or unwanted advances or harassment, I would merely accept the “eye contact” as a compliment, and think no more of it and enjoy myself.
I was pleased when it turned out that my fellow naked people behaved exactly as I had figured they would. And my attitude toward the nude experience is pretty much the same today — taking off my clothes is a choice I make, but I can’t control what you do. If you want to look, go ahead and look, but I trust that you won’t harass or otherwise act distastefully.
To this day, my recollections of my many, many nude excursions to that beach are some of my best memories. In recent years, I’ve been land-locked, so to speak, near Sacramento, but it’s always been in the back of my mind to get back to Black’s. I’d also like to check out San Onofre.

We were 5 guys and 4 girls

nudism-pageantsA few years ago, after graduating high school, we went on a graduation trip to St. Martin, an island in the Caribbean. We were 5 guys and 4 girls, all single. The beaches there are incredible, especially Orient Beach. The topless girls kinda help also! Unfortunately, none of the girls we were with took off their tops. Yet.
On the second day, we decided to walk the entire lenght of the beach and go check out the nude section and see what all the hype was about. Once we arrived at the Orient Club, which is the nudist section basically, a guy from our group suggest that we go in and do as the others, without clothes!! After a few laughs and giggles, my friend takes off his swim trunks and 1 minute later, everyone is nude as a worm. Now, not getting an erection was the big challenge here, since the girls were pretty hot naked and having some of them compliment me on my dick only made things worst! lol I tried to think about pain, 98yo naked women, a pitbull as well as my last trip to the dentist. It kinda worked until we all decided to lay down on some towels.
Seeing the girls bending over was just too much so I decided to go take a swim in the ocean. They soon all followed me. Then after a while, we got out and thankfuly, after spending some time concentrating hard on other things, I was limp again. Kinda. But now my friend, who’ll remain nameless , was hard and didnt want to leave the water!! lol Nobody wanted to help him out with a towel so he had to come out, pretty embarrassed!
Laughing, but knowing I could be next, I had the good idea of telling them that since the sun is so strong maybe we should cover up before we get sunbruns in certain unsuitable areas! So that was my nudist experience! As for the rest of the trip, it went very well I had sex with 2 of the 4 girls from our group which was one more than I expected.

After a while I felt the need to pee

nudism-nudisumIt did not happen here; it happened at the ends of the earth. I met a young man. Yes, I guess you could say that we had only just begun by then; he hadn’t even started wooing me. And somehow at a certain moment we found ourselves by the seaside. Not a soul around, waves pounding against the seashore, the moonlight in the sky.
Why don’t we take a plunge? – he says to me. But we haven’t got neither swimsuits nor towels with us, I say. He: look what a wonderful evening, the water is so war, it would be a sin to miss this chance. We could swim naked! Well why not, I thought. The weather was really superb, warm and all. And though the moon was shining, the beach was poorly lit as the moon wasn’t full. I shook off my slippers, then removed my jeans, undies and took off in the direction of the water. He followed me, but at some distance and to the side.
So there we are, swimming and keeping the proper distance. Having had enough of this we made it to the shore. I was leading again, and he was following me. I looked back to see him and though it was almost pitch dark I thought I caught a glimpse of his natural ‘body’s reaction’, and it may sound ridiculous, but it made me feel happy!
We dressed somehow and continued walking in our wet tees. After that we bathed by nights several more times.
Then he started trying to persuade me to go to the beach during daytime. He would say that we kinda learnt everything we could about nighttime bathing and now it was a new challenge for us to do it during the daytime. I kept on saying no because I was really embarrassed by the idea of undressing in broad daylight, but I really wanted to go. nudism-pageantThen I made up my mind to do some ‘practicing’ during the daytime all by myself to start with. I found a rocky beach with huge rubbles that I could jump from one to another. And so I started jumping. When I moved so far from the shore to be sure that no one sane would follow me here I stopped and got naked. Stark naked. I don’t know why, but I was literary shaking then. The sensation of being absolutely nude outdoors was intoxicating, and I tried not to consider the possibility of somebody else’s coming to where I was.
I had a book with me, so I found a bigger and more comfortable rubble, lay on it and started reading and having some rest in general. The sun was shining, the waves were lapping against the shore, the coastline was merging into distance, small yachts and motorboats took their lazy ramble over the waves. The atmosphere was calm and relaxing, and little by little I started to feel more comfortable. After a while I felt the need to pee. It was then that I remembered about the article I once read about an experiment carried out on a group of people to whom it was suggested to pee in their pants for a considerable amount of cash. Regardless that the sum was really impressive, no one could bring themselves to do this. Same happened to me: I slid off the rubble, squatted… and just couldn’t do it! And I really needed to… After all, I could go a little bit further and do my thing hiding behind the rubbles. But I felt inexplicably stubborn. So I put on my pants, then lowered them and let the conditional reflexes take over. While I squatted there relaxed doing my thing I was looking at the motorboat anchored at some distance. That was when I thought I saw something flashing in the motorboat. In a blink of an eye I drew a picture in my head with somebody armed with a spyglass overlooking my escapade. I felt like I bit off more than I could chew, I collected my things and dressed up in no time, and presently I was gone with my heart still thumping in my ears.
After that I ventured another couple of sorties that were managed with much more calm. In the end I conceded to go to the beach with the young man. It was not half as scary as I had imagined it to be, because the beach was deserted and there was no one but us there. We went there for some more times, and it was only once that we happened to meet some other folks there, but I never experienced such strong emotions again.
My friendship with the young man in question ended up rather sadly, but I guess that’s a whole new story.

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