My father tells me I have a custom of following the route less travelled, and so it was with becoming a nudist.

When I was sixteen one of my partners, Tony, proposed we go and have a look at the neighborhood nude beach. Not having seen a real live naked woman before I quickly agreed and we set off.
I was not comfortable with this and said we should go down onto the beach and sit in the bunch.
Walking home Tony asked, What do you really believe makes people want to go bare on a beach?
I said I wasnt sure, but there must be something to it otherwise why would there be so many folks on an out of the way beach. Nevertheless, in the rear of my head was a idea that perhaps I would like to try, but would I have the nerve.
The thought continued to grow and like most beginners I began sleeping naked when you can do so, and questioning round the house nude when the opportunity arose. This had me becoming more comfy naked, but the thought had grown to a desire to try the nude beach.
So, six weeks after my first visit I was back at the seashore determined that I would be naked in the sun. I laid out my towel, took off my top and shorts, but could not go any farther. I couldn’t tell myself to take off my Speedos so I sat there hoping for inspiration.
Over an hour later I still had not advanced, when three girls, only several years older than me, laid out their towels next to me and minutes later were naked.
Im sorry, I said.
Get over it, she said. There’s probably a 120 penises on this particular beach, why would yours be particular. If you’re not going to be nude you probably shouldnt be here.
It didnt come I packed up my things and headed home.
Later that afternoon my girlfriend, Anna, asked me where I was during the day. I told her about where I had been when she asked, Have you been down there with Tony perving on the nude girls again?
No, I was looking for out what it is like being naked on the beach?
What? Were you down there bare? she inquired.
No, I not could convince myself to drop my trousers.
Well, perhaps we can try again tomorrow, she said.
Tomorrow morning you, and I, proceed to the seashore and strive for an all over tan. Perhaps if you have some support you may be a courageous lad.
So the next morning the two of us walked across the path to the shore, as with every measure the butterflies grew in my stomach. We climbed down onto the beach and took up position close to the center at the high tide mark.
The beach is small by any standards at about 40 metres long, and five metres of sand at high tide. With the 20 or so naked folks, it suddenly appeared very crowded.
Are you really going to take those away? she said.
Im going wait awhile, Im somewhat uncertain right now.
OK, we can lie here and speak.
Anna then laid face down and we chatted about all of the things teenagers wander over, discussing who of our friends were likely to become couples, which couples were breaking up and our strategies for the remainder of the summer holidays.
Anna afterward requested me to undo the ties of her bikini top as well as the dialogue continued as it had before. Soon after she lifted onto her elbows showing the profile of a lightly tanned breast, though the tan lines of her bikini stood in contrast.
We continued talking and individuals continued to file on the seashore, plus a real crowd was beginning to form. There were also a substantial variety of yachts and motor boats taking up moorings in the bay. Some of these boats had only one guy on board, while others had whole families on board, including some with children the same age as Anna and I. The common theme was that almost all on board were nude.
Anna suggested a swim and bound to her feet leaving her bikini top lying on the towel. I must have shown my surprise, as she caught my hand and said, Come on slow poke, get into the water. I really had no alternative and we were soon up to our belly buttons in the water.
Peter, have you noticed we are the only two folks on the shore wearing costumes? she said.
Yes, but
Why dont we take them away in the water and swim about for a little while and see how we feel?
Yes, but
There was no argument Anna had her bikini bottom off in one motion and was afterward tugging at the side of my swimmers.
Its OK I may do this myself. So I did and for the first time, since I was two years of age, I was nude in public.
Visibility under water, without mask and snorkel, was realistic, however just really clear enough to see where rock and sand joined, we could not see any detail including fish and coral that will have been apparent with some equipment.
While swimming, I’d hung our swimmers around my neck, so they didn’t accidentally vanish, and we always remained in at least waist depth water. Anna appeared entirely at ease in the water, flashing her bottom each time she glided underwater. I wasn’t that comfortable, but the veil of water supplied some security. Finally we determined it was time to get out. I eased my swimmers back on to leave the water and Anna gave me a look of pained despair, but she put her bottoms back on and we went and laid back on our towels.
I towelled off, and re laid my towel to lie in the sun. Anna simply dropped down on her towel, rung the water from her long blond hair, and laid back.
Are you comfy? I mean, topless in front of all these people, I mumbled.
Yeah, why?
No, not at all. Simply asking, thats all.
Well relax a little, topless on a nude beach is no big deal. out of the water. Not simply yet.
Dont worry about it, Im just ribbing you. Can you get my water bottle outside and hair brush out of my beach tote? she asked.
I had to stand to get her things out and when I’d discovered the beverage bottle, I turned to find Anna slipping out of her bikini and stretching out on her beach towel.
Are you comfy? I mean, naked in front of all these individuals, I said.
Yeah, why?
No, not at all. Merely inquiring, thats all.
Well relax a little, nude on a nude beach is no huge deal. Its not like keeping your swimmers on would be.
Im getting the point, I said
I looked up, I looked down, I looked all around, and I was the only individual on the shore that was not naked. What where my choices I handed Anna her drink, sat down, slipped off my costume and immediately rolled onto my belly.
Anna giggled and I said Whats funny Im naked arent I.
Yes, but Ive never seen anyone with this kind of white bum!
Youve been here before havent you!
Yes, with Mum, Dad and my sister many times, but I wouldnt come here on my own.
So you have an all over tan?
Yeh we tend to not worry much about clothes round the home or across the pool.
So your family would be nudists then?
Yes, they’re and so are you now!
And I’ve been ever since.

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