My Girlfriend and I’ve lived together for about 1.5 years and in that time

I Have been chatting with her daughter on facebook and generally working on her. She is also hefty set and didn’t like her body or nudism. But now after all this time she now is good with us being naked at home when she and her hubby visit and she’s MUCH more comfortable with her body. She has told us that she is even nude at home a lot now and she posts remarks on her Facebook page about favorable body approval and supporting our nudist lifestyle. When it warms up next year, or if they come over for an indoor party by themselves, I plan on implying they get comfortable here and not be concerned about the clothes. However, if she’s her sons with her we can not do that as we can not be naked around them since their dad (her ex) isn’t acceptable with it, yet. We’ve been slowly teaching the boys about nudism and even place a nude picture of the two of us by our pool on display where they could see it. The picture is quite tasteful and while we are fully bare, I am sitting while Carla stands and no genitals are revealing. Anyway, they saw it and mentioned it which gave us the opportunity to further explain that we are bare whenever they are not around and that we’re more comfortable with no clothes. We also explained that there was nothing wrong with, nor in seeing our picture. read hope to have them outside to soak in the hot tub one day and we plan on having a signal saying that no suits are needed in the tub, that will again get them discussing. Then perhaps one day they will desire to really go without suits as well, even if we can not yet. Or will take them to Orvis hot springs and explain on the way what to expect as it’s clothing optional. We’ll ‘likely’ wear suits to stop problems with my girlfriends daughters ex but if the sons say it is okay for us to not wear them, we likely will go without. Anyway, it will be a good way to get them around a bigger group of people who mainly soak nude.

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So, slowly, we are helping friends as well as family, together with strangers, learn to be comfortable with social nudity and hope to enlarge our efforts in the forthcoming year.

If I could afford it and had the freedom I would prefer to do considerably more, almost full time, but for now I’m limited to part time activism. Perhaps one day……

Wrong Locker Room? ‘ve never done it, but I’ve been surprised by a girl in the inappropriate location.

There were 4 high school lads who’d come to swim in the gym with a couple girl friends or sisters, and they were showering and steaming and taking their time to get done while the girls got more and more impatient outside waiting to go home.

Eventually, one of the girls threatened to enter to fetch them. All four were buck nude, uncommon for .za teenagers in our locker rooms today, and believed the notion hilarious and so one of them told her to try it. They were still laughing their butts off when she did, and she got more than an eyeful. I have never seen such in mood – the four men went into a whole tailspin, diving for cover and towels. She gave me a quick “sorry” on her way out, presumably a little embarrassed at having found someone other than her four friends in there.

Wow, the boys were disquieted. They didn’t find my lack of sympathy extremely fun, either.

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I believe they were expecting I’d have been annoyed and kicked up a fuss and told the woman/s away and thus given them something else to talk about instead of what I imagine was a silent ride home and much discussion at school the following day.

Since my early teens, I have always loved the feeling of swimming and sunning bare.

Our family had a pool in our backyard deep in the heart of suburbia, and I recall wondering whether I had safely positioned the chaise lounge out of the perspective of any readily offended (or readily titillated) neighbors’ eyes as I snitched a few minutes whenever I could get the opportunity to experience precisely what the summer sun felt like on my nude body
And many late nights, following the remainder of the family had gone to bed, I’d gently slip ito the pool for a skinny dip. It turned out to be a fantastic natural high.
Interestingly enough, I chose to attend faculty 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 state.
So, I knew right then and there where I ‘d be taking most of my study breaks.
I have to say, though, that I experienced what I would anticipate is a standard degree of trepidation when faced with a first-time nude beach encounter. I remember visiting the beach a few times, and remaining clothed, attempting to decide whether I was “safe”. I saw 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 drastically less than innocent. Finally, the lure of what I had in the back part of my head constantly desired to experience won out, and one day I took my new boogie-board down to shore, and without reluctance discarded my swimsuit.
I rushed down to the water, still a bit nervous, trying not to make eye contact with the few folks that were nearby. I plunged in the waves, and quickly realized I was having the time of my own life. I drove the waves for some time, loving the sensation, feeling like my body was made for .
I exhausted after a while, and chose to head back up to the seashore. 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 see the — well, stares — of many of the gay men present.
After a minute or two of nervousness, I immediately decided that this was fundamentally 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 behaviour or unwanted advances or harassment, I’d only accept the “eye contact” as a compliment, and think no more of it and enjoy myself.

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View was pleased when it turned out that my fellow naked folks behaved just as I had figured they would. And my attitude toward the bare experience is pretty much the same now — taking off my clothes is a choice I make, but I can’t control what you do. If you’d like to look, go on and look, but I trust that you simply won’t harass or otherwise act distastefully.
To this day, my recollections of my many, many bare trips to that shore are some of my best memories. In recent years, I Have been land-locked, so to speak, near Sacramento, but it is always been in the back of my mind to get back to Black’s. I had also like to check out San Onofre.

Amusing nude beach experience

This year onwards I began frequenting nude beaches, and I would like to discuss the memorable experience of spending one of my very first nude beach days.
Until a couple of years ago I never would have considered the presence of the nudist beach, then it only occurred. I had many prejudices, which initially have slowly tapering like ice in a glass of plain water. Like any individual who does not understand them, I saw these areas as if they were earmarked for a particular kind of people and there was some kind of accessibility key.
In fact they’re spots open to all, I do not know if necessarily, but I find that the openness to all visitors is increasing with every year. In my personal experience, I’ve observed only naturist beaches where individuals include families or friends to spend some time feeling real close to Mother Nature. Here, besides the costumes, many definitions fall to the ground to make room for an individual term: Naturism. I also attended naturist beaches where the individuals also accept those who do not practice it.
I’d never been to a nude beach before this summer. But a girl friend of mine Lisa adores this beach and she said I just had to see it and so I consented to go. I thought that she’d prefer for the dressed part of the seashore. Instead she took me to the shore where nearly everybody was naked. At first I didnt dare to take off even the very top of my bikini, and Lisa picked for topless for starters.
I thought I would be embarrassed to see nude people. In reality it wasn’t exactly so.
First, I found thus to say “fascinating” to see so many men suddenly nude when up until then
I had only seen the two boys with whom I had some storylines. Definitely a dick without erection
Isn’t the best of aesthetics, nevertheless, to excite my interest… And then there were among the nudist adolescents of my age, and they did not look half bad!

However, the thing that surprised me is this: I believed I ‘d be appeared bothered by nude men;
I’m an extremely pretty girl with nice breasts so I turn rather some heads in the streets. And instead did not give me any trouble. Some of the guys looked at me with discretion possibly expecting that I’d take off my swimsuit and I detected the visuals did not go lost on at least two of them. This type of reaction was something astonishingly entertaining and challenging to see. In short, what I believed would be an irritating, proved anything but that.

In that little corner of heaven we went back at other times (consistent with the work commitments of my buddy). And we also spent a night there, sleeping in a tent. The following morning, at dawn, I also did something that I didn’t think I would ever be capable.
It was around 6am, Lisa was sleeping while I took a walk to the showers. I saw a naked man there taking his morning shower. He seemed rather pleasant!

At first I pulled myself straight by saying: “Get your thing done and go away, so I approached the showers holding that idea. Nevertheless , as soon as I got nearer to where he was he greeted me, I reciprocated and we had a great chat with him for solid twenty minutes, while I was trying as hard as I could to look down as little as possible. It wasn’t simple, as my eyes tended to fall always there and saw he was quite “well-hung” and not fully “unperturbed”. I understand that might seem like a trivial thing but I never anticipated that I could never do something like this, knowing me.

In a nutshell, the context in which I found myself intrigued me very much. Perhaps because it was sort of a soft way to play with sexuality without falling into sex and vulgarity.

Additionally , I started experimenting and found it quite fine to sunbathe topless for the awareness of independence that it gave me.

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Definitely, in this sense the conduct of others on the nude beach helped a lot. I mean, both those who were there naked and those in the phase 1 and phase 2. Despite some occasional glances, the nudists were all very well bred. Someone would peek at me from time to time, yes, but no one acted the same as a maniac. It was not different from the specific situation in the streets of the city and very reassuring for that matter. I believe I am on my way to the phase 2 of nudism that is sunbathing entirely nude, but I also think that it will take some time.

History of Tanning

In ancient history, tanning was considered a noxious trade and relegated to the outskirts of town, amongst the poor. The ancients used leather for water skins, bags, harnesses, boats, armor, quivers, scabbards, boots, and sandals. Around 2500 BC, the Sumerians started using leather, affixed by copper studs, on chariot wheels. Tanners would take an animal skin and soak it in water. Then they’d thump and scour the skin to remove beach pissing and fat. Next, either they soaked the skin in urine to loosen hair fibers or they let the skin putrefy for several months, after which they dipped the skin in a salt solution. After the hair fibers were loosened, the tanners would scrape them off with a knife. Once the hair was removed, tanners would bate the material by thumping dung into the skin or soaking the skin in a solution of animal brains. They’d also take cedar oil, alum, or tannin and stretch the skin as it lost wetness and consumed the tanning agent. Left Over leather would be turned into paste. Tanners would place scraps of hides in a vat of water and allow them to deteriorate for months. The mixture would then be placed over a fire to boil off the water to produce hide adhesive.

My Private Story

I wasn’t produced into a nudist family and so I was taught that one must not go around without their clothes on. Being naked in front of others was acceptable just in specific situations (Doctor’s office, locker rooms, school showers, or other locations where altering clothing was appropriate) and only for the short time it was mandatory. One just did not walk around naked in mixed company.

As a child I went to a summer camp that was run by my Dad and once a week we’d “Scrub”. Usually we wore out bathing suits when we swam in the lake, but on “Scrub Day” we took soap to the lake and left our suits in the cabins. As this is the only method we could really wash, and because it was an all boys’ camp, the required nudity was okay. Because I couldn’t swim I did not enjoy visiting the lake whatsoever. As far as I was concerned being being nude with wasn’t the difficulty being at the lake was.

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Gunnison Beach – 6 A.M.I grew up in a dwelling where nudity was no huge deal.

We occasionally would swim naked in our pretty private backyard, and nudity in the house was, although not encouraged, certainly not frowned on either.

As an adult there was never much opportunity to revisit those carefree moments of childhood. I traveled a good bit with my work and learned of the sanctioned nude beach at Sandy Hook, NJ.

Eventually I was in that place immediately and took the chance to go to the beach before starting my work day. I got to the shore sometime around 6 a.m. and the shore was deserted and cold. I sat in my garments on the sand and watched the sun come up. About 7:30 it got warm enough to take my clothes off and appreciate the sun, the sound of the surf and the wind. By then several early risers had arrived at the beach, but it was still mostly abandoned. I only had an hour or so on the shore before I needed to begin my day.

I appreciated the sensation of being naked in nature so much that I went back to the seashore after my appointments were completed and enjoyed the rest of the day on the considerably more busy beach, watching the sun go down before I left. At no time did I feel uncomfortable being bare in the organization of other nude folks. Maybe becoming a bit used to it in the morning before the crowds came helped a bit, but I believe that in case you approach nudism from the correct perspective it isn’t a sexually charged experience and so there’s really nothing to be uncomfortable about. If you haven’t attempted it yet, I’d encourage you to give it a try. Its absolutely amazing.

I’ve since been back to the beach many times and joined a nonlanded club where we have been able to enjoy day trips to landed clubs in the region. It’s all great but my favorite place continues to be the beach with its surf and sand!

-Ryan N.
Baltimore, Maryland
Waited Too Long

My entire adult life thus far has been subjected to rules made to stop embarrassment to the “firm.” I have needed to play by everyone else’s rules. Well for the very first time I decided to take my first step of “independence” and took a trip to Haulover Beach. WOW! What a awareness alleviation! To be there, with all those amazing people who had no care what others thought of them…and there I was with them. How wonderful it was to feel the sun on my whole body. Swimming in the ocean without the confinement of a swimsuit. So pleasurable. I can’t wait for my next visit. Unfortunately, here in Miami there aren’t any clothing discretionary communities, so I’m planning a holiday to one in Central Florida. I can’t wait. I am so thrilled with my new found life.

Miami, Florida
First time at nudist camp! was told about naked camp. Was interested! Did not go the very first year but the next I did go. What a freeing experience! I joined AANR the very next week and this year became an Associate member! I appreciate it so much that I do proudly say I am a nudist!

-Deb S.

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Minneapolis, Minnesota

The chance of visiting a nudist club fell into my lap unexpectedly. In those days I was dating my wife Claudia, but we’d not taken a step forward. We were only building up the friendship in those days. Afterward out of a blue I was having tea at her place, when her mother entered. Shortly we got acquainted, then her mom mom asked me if I want to join her and Claudia over the weekend at a bare resort. I found myself saying YES.All she counseled me was to feel friendly with everyone.

The next Saturday morning we were on our way. When we reached there, all I can say it was a bare forest, but very well preserved.

Soon they both got there, clothes off as if it was ordinary routine. I too needed to take off. I was shy a bit, but to my amazement no one troubled to look at me. Claudia’s mother, seeing me hesitating a bit, offered to show me the resort. I was surprised to see nude ladies/ women playing volleyball, other sports and swimming with nude guys. Not only this but guys taking photographs of their relatives in nude. This made me feel comfortable.

All I can declare is it was a best weekend I ever had. I felt healthy, and noticed that I had developed more self-assurance. Now My wife and I are regular members of that resort. We’ve made many friends there. I propose to any or all individuals around the globe take a break and give your own life a chance to transform.

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Finest car ride ever

I consider my first time encounter to be when my(then future) wife and I were taking a road trip to Canada. It was in 1989 and we were driving up Interstate 81 through New York. It was a delightful day. My wife was driving the car and we had the windows down. We were both simply enjoying the ride and also the attractive landscape that was passing by and I started to get the sensation that I was wearing too much clothes so I kicked off my shoes and got out of my shirt.

We drove along for a little while longer and I began slipping my trousers away. My wife looked at me and asked, “what are you doing?” I told her I was becoming cozy. Not long after that I slipped out of my undies, and was cruising up Interstate 81 naked as a Jay bird.

It was excellent! My wife thought I was insane. I believe she still does but she has stuck with me for nearly 20 years.

Now I recognize that wasn’t a group nudist experience but it was the very first time I declared myself a man who likes to be nude. I do have to also include that that car ride was the very best memory I have of that trip.


I was not really going to sign up and kind about “my first time”

, but i discovered there are a few of you who are still uncertain about going out in public.
To start with i really must recommend it. It’s possible the most relaxing and pleasant feeling on the planet. Everything everyone has typed about this is so very true.
I reside in an exceedingly cold state where being outdoors in the nude isn’t as comfortable as I’d prefer it to be, still the first time i ever went outside in the nude was about a 5 minute walk from my parents home. I’d have been about 15-16 years old at the time (I’m 22 now) and it was very much an intentional matter. My family are not nudists, nor does anyone else I know do that (that I’m aware of). I just always recall feeling great when I walked around nude in my bedroom of after a shower. I appreciated how great it felt to have the air around me surround every bit of my body. So, this one day i went along the road, it was rather overcast and it looked like it was going to rain so I understood there wasn’t likely to be anyone going about. By the time i got there it was pouring with rain, but I knew I wasn’t going to back out of that. No chance. Since the location was rural i did not have much hesitation taking my clothes away, I had time to think it over before I went and by the time i got there i bodies providing nobody was there then I’d be cool with it.
From that day on I ‘d spend time at home in the nude, but nowhere else.

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I did it in private and nobody ever knew about it. Last September i jetted off to Australia. I had heard that there was a local nudist beach nearby (less than 30 minute car journey) and I always liked to go and check it out. I did not need my family in Oz to know about it, so I let it be until such time as to which I could go. Several months went by and I went to a public clothes just seashore along the street on a fine summers day. It was the first time I’d really taken my shirt off on a busy beach, I had always been self concious of my body even though I’m not that big a man. Then I went into the water with my short pants on. But not long before I got in I pulled my trunks down as I was interested to see what it felt like with what felt like nothing ont. It was amazing! I stood in the deep water with my trunks down and my shirt away, it was as if I was nude. I knew nobody could see me, so I presumed it would be fine. By this time it was the turn of the new year. I had a car, and I could just go wherever I needed and when I wanted. So my ideas went back to that nudist beach nearby. I woke up one morning around 6am just as the sun was starting to rise. I jumped into my car and drove to the seashore. There were folks there already which I ‘d hoped there would not be. It was the very first time I had actually seen as many nude people before, so it turned out to be a funny moment. I walked to the end of the beach which was most deserted and sat on my towel for about 15 minutes thinking that I wasn’t going to leave without doing this. I simply knew I needed to do it at least once. The sun was out and it was hot, so I took my top off and put on some sun lotion. The longer i stood there the more folks arrived, so I needed to do something shortly. So, I only pulled down my shorts and i was totally exposed. I then made a dash into the water which initially was extremely cold, but how great it was to be in the water knowing that nobody cared if I was nude or not. stayed in the water for up to around 2 hours. People were laying down next to my towel and clothing and i started to feel a little unusual knowing that when I leave people are going to see me. I just accepted it and eventually went back to my towel and sat for a bit before leaving. I went back the following day and did it all again, this time I really had no ease in undressing. I just felt good, so I took my clothes off as soon as I got to the beach and walked along in the nude. As the day passed I slowly moved nearer to the bigger groups of individuals and sat amongst them. It’s without doubt the most natural I have ever felt. And it’s an experience everyone should try at least once, it makes you question the function of clothing. Allowed when it’s cold, you should wear clothing but I see no other reason to wear them other than that. Yesterday morning i walked along the street to where i first did my outside nudism and once again stripped off. I walked an excellent half mile along that private road (link fields to fields) and it got me thinking about nudism. I sit here at home and I am naked because nobody is here, it’s just amazing. hope to stick around here for a little if nobody minds.

I was just married and living on the east coast not too far from the beaches.

My wife (at the time), was a dark haired Italian who could lie out in sunlight and tan all day. I am fair haired and nordic and will get a sunburn in the fog.

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Obviously, she loved going to the beach, and I did not. I’d go to make her happy, but didn’t really enjoy , but I did enjoy looking at the wonderful ladies. However, enough was enough and even the bikini babes didn’t make it worth while. One day I was talking to my downstairs neighbor and he told me of a popular nude beach only a 45 minute drive away. Hmmm. The sex at home was OK, but it may always be better. My dreams were running wild, even though I had a wife who was babealicious. We had different days off, so I made the decision to drive out to the nude beach on my first opportunity. Not needing to be found out, I slathered SPF 5000 all over my body before getting in the car.
My neighbors directions were right on. I drove to the correct parking lot in the National Park and started walking in the direction of the alleged nude beach. In a few minutes I began to see a smattering of bare folks, and then promptly ended up in a veritable amusement park of nudity. Now all kinds of folks will let you know how the nudity is no big deal and they go to these shores for the “sense of liberty”. They could be telling the truth, but for me, its a playground of eye candy.
For the first time in my life I saw it all. Fat, slim, saggy, perky, shaved, bushy, cellulite, smooth, Brunettes, Blondes, Black women, Asians,cut, uncut, proud, and self-conscious. I was in heaven and I ‘d only been there for 10 minutes. I staked out my patch of sand and pretended to read a book. Luckily, I’d jerked off so much in anticipation of the visit that I did not get a hardon. Yet, I saw at least one man that was proudly marching along the seashore with a raging boner. The following day I went back. I ‘d masturbation memories to last a lifetime only from those two visits.
A few weeks later my wife suggested that we visit the shore. I explained to her that because I burn so easily that it really needed to be worth my while to go out into the sun, but that I would be willing to visit a nude beach. This didn’t go over well, especially when I said that I had been to the nude beach 3 times in . She finally realized that I was serious, but she would just go to a nudist place where there was little, if no, chance that anyone that she knew would see her.
I did my research and found a spot called Goodland Country Club in western New Jersey. It was in the woods and had a big pool, sauna, cottages, snack bar, etc., and they allowed day visitors. We drove out there on our next common day off. Checking in was done by a clothed gentleman. When we got to the parking lot nevertheless, most folks were bare. I started to strip down as soon as I got out of the car. Joan was a bit timid, but as soon as I described that she’d bring more focus clothed than naked, she too stripped down. Joan had dark and curly long hair, a healthy body, small breasts with big nipples, and a neatly trimmed spot.
We rapidly found some free lounge chairs and staked out our little plot of grassy heaven. By this time I’d become fairly adept at pretending I was reading, or asleep, as I enjoyed the ever changing scene. Of course I needed to walk around alot, especially whenever I needed to check out a woman who demanded further discreet respect. It was on this day which I decided that the typically “perfect” girls were really drilling, once you take their clothes off they all look the same. I began to see that in my eyes the beauty was in the woman who had a slight sag here, or a tuck or wrinkle there.
Some of my fondest memories was seeing a middle aged woman read a Playgirl magazine as she unconsciously swung open and closed her legs always. A young lady in the open shower was being soaped up by her partner who had a tremendous hardon that she feigned not to see. Another lady who had a cottage went up to talk to a hung black gentleman as soon as he arrived at the pool. They went and disppeared into her cottage within minutes of her introducing herself to him. A great young woman was sitting with her legs crossed as she spoke with another lady. As I walked by them I could see her pussy lips clearly open and damp.
It was all way too much.
I went into the restroom and fast jerked off. That settled me down until I saw the blond with the saggy tits and perfecly shaved pussy lips. She was sitting not to far from us and would instinctively rub her arms across her nipples every couple of minutes (I afterwards had a girlfriend who would do the very same thing when she was horny as hell [she was always horny]). I invited my wife for a walk in the woods. We’d not gone more than a hundred yards or so on the trail when I leaned her up against a tree and deeply kissed her.
Wow! She was steaming hot. I got an immediate hardon and she was already so drenched that it slid in easily. I fucked her standing up, against a tree, in the middle of a trail. Anyone could have walked up on us, and maybe did. We were to busy to find.
From then on we just went to this place, sometimes four weekends in a month. We consistently let a cottage, and we always screwed at least three times a day. It’s provided years of wondeful memories.

My very first visit to a club was when I was still married to my first wife. I heard of a club near where we lived, so I contacted it and received an invitation to visit.

My wife was a little averse and agree to go only if she had the option of not undressing if she didn’t believe it was right. I agreed.
When we arrived at the club, it was disappointing, to say the least.

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It was little more than a few senior mobile homes scattered around in a wooded area. Worst of all, there were only five men there, and they were all men! and two teenage lads!
They were naked, and greeted us warmly and invited us to “get comfortable”, which I have come to comprehend is Nudist-Speak for “take your clothing away_. I did undress, but my wife did not. The guys assured us they were expecting some “families”, and that would mean women, naturally, so we stayed and waited.
But when no others arrived, my wife was becoming restless and felt most difficult being entirely clothed with six naked males, so we were preparing to leave. did go to the pool, which was no more than a stock-watering tank and wanted to cool off before leaving. Since the others were quite a ways away, my wife got her guts up and quickly stripped-off her clothes and joined me. While we were in the water, the two boys came by and were obviusly interested by the fact my wife was now bare.
When we got out of the water, I told my wife I’d meet her at the vehicle after telling the others we were leaving. To my surprise, she went with me and was bare before these other men for many minutes before we did leave.
The men were veteran nudists and did not stare at her, but the boys were less able to hide their interest in taking a look at her, but to her credit, she handled it very well.
Regrettably, that was our only visit to a nudist club collectively because we moved from that area shortly later. I wonder whether any others have had similar encounters.

I got a very tough job.

I do not work in a mine or something such as that, but it is a place that holds innumerable responsibilities, including the livelihoods of hundreds, if not thousands of those who work under me. I work pretty much 15 hours a day, seven days a week. I also have a family that I see in passing; I believe I have three kids right now, one girl and two boys. My wife used to be hot when I married her, but I haven’t seen her in three months and she could have grown an arm out of the side of the head, I probably would have missed it. I am telling you all of this because you have to understand the reason why I go on a one-week vacation every year, all alone.
I take no one. do not take my wife. I definitely don’t take the youngsters. I don’t take my mobile or my computer. As far as everyone I know is worried, I don’t exist for those 7 days. And I make it my business to go somewhere where it is highly unlikely I’ll meet any Americans. I do not wish to hear our accents and I usually do not want to feel like I’m on the same planet as the people I socialize with during the other 358 days of the year. This past year, for instance, I went to Croatia, this small state somewhere in the Mediterranean, a great little nation with great seaside and with astonishing food. But all of the tourist things doesn’t matter. What matters is that my life changed while there. But I’m getting ahead of myself
I got to this small spot where I was staying early in the morning. The sun was only coming out and I decided to take a walk down the shore before anyone gets up and comes to the beach. I was tired as hell and I lit up a smoke as I was walking down the beach. There was no one there. Literally no one. A couple of seagulls and that was that. And then I saw a figure in the distance, coming towards me. A jogger. As he was getting nearer to me, I can declare to you that I could see the entire world in slo mo. As he was running past me, I could see his chiseled body totally under his sweaty clothes. I could smell him, I really could feel his heat. And then he passed me and I forgot it by the time I got to the hotel.
The next day, I went swimming early in the morning and at the precisely the same time, he came running past. I watched him again and I realized he was seeing me. Now, for a guy who has never had any gay experiences in his life, I was a little confused that I was checking out this guy, this blonde ripped hunk that was running all sweaty past me every morning. I did not know what to think. mean, I wasn’t afraid or anything like that, I’m not an asshole. But it was confusing, that is for sure.

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The next morning, as I was taking my morning swim, my new friend did not come running. He came by boat and just showed me with a gesture that he desires me to come into the boat with him. I did it. I do not know why, but I did it. He told me his name was Andrei in the most delightful Russian accent English I had ever heard and I told him my name. I asked him where we were going and he said that I’d see.
When we got there, I recognized that it was this small, totally secluded shore where no one has set their foot in decades and where no one could possibly drift to. We disembarked and as we got to the seashore, Andrei undressed and stood there before me, totally naked, with small beads of perspiration running down his torso and with his fat dick hanging down. You can only imagine what happened that day and I can tell you this, my first experience, was something that I never dreamt would happen, let alone with a complete stranger, a Russian guy even. It was the best day of my entire life. And that is him. That’s my Andrei.

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