My dad tells me I have a custom of following the trail 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 girl before I immediately agreed and we set off.
When we got there we took up a position where we could see everyone on the shore, but we were concealed by trees. I wasn’t comfortable with this and said we should go down onto the shore and sit in the crowd. Tony said that would be too bizarre so we remained hidden for about twenty minutes, and I saw my first naked girl (and my fiftieth, all on the one day).
Walking home Tony asked, What do you really believe makes folks would like to go naked on a beach?
I said I wasnt sure, however there must be something to it otherwise why would there be so many people on an out of the way seashore. However, in the rear of my mind was a idea that maybe I’d like to try, but would I possess the nerve.
The idea continued to grow and like most novices I began sleeping naked when possible, and wondering around the house nude when the chance arose. This had me becoming more comfortable naked, but the idea had grown to a urge to attempt the nude beach.
Thus, six weeks after my first visit I was back at the seashore ascertained that I would be naked in the sunshine. 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 a couple of years older than me, laid out their towels next to me and minutes later were nude. After a few minutes, among the girls turned to me and said, This a nude beach just the perverts sit down here in their Speedos.
Im sorry, I said. This really is a brand new experience for me and Im nervous about being nude.
Get over it, she said. There’s probably a 120 manhood on this particular beach, why would yours be unique. If you are not definitely going to be naked you probably shouldnt be here.
Her friends where nodding in approval, so I got up and went for a swim hopeful of finding guts to drop my swimmers. It didnt come I packed up my things and headed home.
Later that afternoon my girlfriend, Anna, asked me where I had been during the day. I told her roughly where I ‘d been when she asked, Have you been down there with Tony perving on the bare girls again?
No, I was trying to find out what it’s like being naked on the beach?
What? Were you down there nude? she asked.
No, I not could convince myself to lose my trousers.
Well, maybe we can try again tomorrow, she said.
Tomorrow morning you, and I, visit the seashore and strive for an all over tan. Maybe when you have some support you may be a courageous lad.
So the next morning the two of us walked across the path to the seashore, as with every step the butterflies grew in my belly. We climbed down onto the shore and took up position close to the middle in 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 people, it suddenly appeared very crowded. We laid out our towels and dressed down until I was in my swimming costume and Anna in her pink bikini.
Are you going to take those off? she said.
Im going wait awhile, Im a bit uncertain right now.
OK, we can lie here and speak.
Anna then laid face down and we chatted about all the things teens wander around, discussing who of our friends were likely to become couples, which couples were breaking up and our plans for the remaining part of the summer holidays.
Anna then asked me to reverse the ties of her bikini top and also the conversation continued as it had before. Soon after she lifted onto her elbows showing the profile of a lightly tanned breast, although the tan lines of her bikini stood in comparison.
We continued talking and individuals continued to file on the seashore, and also a real crowd was starting to form. There were also a large number of yachts and motor boats taking up moorings in the bay. Some of these boats had only one man 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 nearly all on board were nude.
Anna proposed a swim and bound to her feet leaving her bikini top lying on the towel. I must have revealed my surprise, as she caught my hand and said, Come on slow poke, get into the water. I had no alternative and we were soon up to our belly buttons in the water.
Peter, have you noticed we’re the only two people on the beach wearing costumes? she said.
Yes, but
Why dont we take them away in the water and swim around for a while and see how we feel?
Yes, but
There was no argument Anna had her bikini bottom off in one movement and was then pulling at the side of my swimmers.
Its OK I can do this myself. So I did and for the first time, since I was two years of age, I was nude in public.
We frolicked in the water, shoving each other under, hanging off the anchor lines of the moored boats, and diving for . The water was cool, as it always is in the weeks before Christmas but the heat of the day more than made up for the little chill getting in. Visibility under water, without mask and snorkel, was reasonable, however just really clear enough to see where stone and sand joined, we could not see any detail for example fish and coral that would have been evident with some gear.
While swimming, I’d hung our swimmers around my neck, so they did not accidentally vanish, and we consistently remained in at least waist depth water. Anna seemed entirely at ease in the water, flashing her bottom every time she glided underwater. I wasn’t that comfortable, but the veil of water provided some security. Eventually we decided it was time to get out. I slipped 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 merely dropped down on her towel, rung the water from her long blonde hair, and laid back.
Are you really comfortable? I mean, topless in front of all these individuals, I mumbled.
Yeah, why? Is it a problem?
No, not at all. Merely asking, thats all.
Well relax a bit, topless on a nude beach is no huge deal. Its not like keeping your swimmers on would be.
Im not comfortable out of the water. Not just 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 stuff out and when I’d discovered the beverage bottle, I turned to discover Anna stealing out of her bikini and stretching out on her beach towel.
Are you really comfy? I mean, bare in front of all these individuals, I said.
Yeah, why? Is it a problem?
No, not at all. Only asking, thats all.
Well relax a bit, bare on a nude beach is no big deal.

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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 beach which wasn’t naked. What where my options I handed Anna her drink, sat down, slipped off my costume and promptly rolled onto my stomach.
Anna giggled and I said Whats funny Im nude arent I.
Yes, but Ive never seen anyone with this kind of white bum!
Then I discovered the place that had been covered by Annas bikini bottom was the same light tan as her breasts, as well as the penny finally dropped.
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 clothing round the home or across the pool.
So your family would be nudists then?
Yes, they are and so are you now!
And I have been ever since.

10 thoughts on “My dad tells me I have a custom of following the trail less travelled, and so it was with becoming a nudist.

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