For most folks, having strolled wild and free on a nude beach does not immediately seem as an easy, sunlit encounter.
I never anticipated to be among those special folks who would fit the mould of nudism, casting off clothes in favor of communing with Mother Nature in all her glory. It’s funny how life can sometimes lead us down unusual paths.
A longtime acquaintance and fellow worker, whom I shall call Gloria, is a sun worshiper.
Her skin glows with well-being from the great outdoors, with no suntan linesanywhereto be seen. I had just seen her in the company’s main offices and once in a bar during an informal meeting with the important client.
I’m not especially a nature enthusiast, although I do enjoy local hiking excursions and short vacations in nature parks. I thought the beach sounded like fun.
Little did I understand that this jaunt would be more fascinating than simply playing catch-me-if-you-can with the sea. It did seem odd that Gloria looked amused after I said I’d be right back with my bathing suit.
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We headed to the beach that was a brief 30 minutes away. The parking lot of complete single adults and entire families getting ready to head down towards the water.
I was impressed by the startlingly white, flowing sand dunes. With a mischievous grin, Gloria tugged my hand to guide me from the parking lot to some section of the sand a few hundred yards north.
A good quantity of water-lovers were splashing about in the sea, strolling slowly or lying down on large towels to peacefully receive the approvals of the sun.
There was absolutely nothing wrong with them; they were average sand-goers like others all over the world. They were also totally natural and the were all totally naked!
After recovering in the momentary shock, I looked sharply at Gloria. She gave me a sly, challenging smile. I have never thought of myself as a naturist, seeing clothing as a necessary part of civilized behaviour. Nevertheless, the beach goers appeared so carefree and relaxed.
After hesitating, a peculiar expectation swept over me. Gloria and I kept our clothes and applied sunscreen. http://termx.net used ton’t quite understand what to make of the vastly public intimacy of touching Gloria, a girl, all over her back, but her disposition was encouraging. We walked out to join others in the open spaces of the plage.
I’ll acknowledge that walking around with absolutely everything hanging out made me nervous. I kept anticipating a policeman showing up and arrest me for public indecency but naturally that did not occur.
She subsequently belted “Let’s swim!” and caught me by the hand as we assaulted the unsuspecting sea.
The ocean rolled on indifferently as we waged watery war and then quietly floated in its salty embrace. We soaked up some sun on the towels we had brought, chatted about everything and normally drank clean atmosphere.
Everything seemed a bit surreal. But as the day went on, the nude bodies of the other strand-goers came to appear natural and even anticipated.
I used ton’t suffer from any surprise erection which was also a huge concern of mine. Gloria was just a friend, although I certainly did appreciate her obvious allure.
The experience, new and strange, fled by in just a couple of happy hours. Eventually, the dictates of work beckoned.
We showered, restored our clothes with their customary purposes and drove back. http://shockintown.com kissed Gloria on the cheek. She said, “That was fun!” I smiled and said, “Yes.”
And so ended my initial societal naked encounter at Swanbourne nude beach – a day I am going to never forget!
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