and loved the feeling of being naked.
There were times once I went out in to the back yard and that feeling of the atmosphere all over my body was, and still is, indescrible. During my teen years I was not a recluse in my love of naturism and wouldn’t be afraid to confess to my love of being naked. Constantly in the context of the dialogue, I never pushed it in peoples faces so to speak, but if the conversation had a leaning toward skinny dipping or the like I ‘d say that I have no difficulty joining in or taking part.
Right up to the day I got married I ‘d not experienced social nudity like in a club or beach. Of course my wife knew of my love of being bare but at that time did not join me in my nude time. It was in the 2nd year of union that we wnt on a camping holiday to Europe with friends. We travelled through Belgium, Holland, Germany, Denmark and Sweden. On the return trip we stopped for a couple of nights on the Isle of Sylt which is just off Germany near the boarder with Denmark. My wife was there when she was very little as her family was stationed there with the RAF. There’s been nude beaches on Sylt for years.
When we had set up the tent our buddies went off into the town and I asked the wife if she needed to take a look at the beach. To this she agreed. It was only the different side of the street from where we’d camped so off we went. We walked through the dunes and came out on to a wonderful beach where everybody were bare. The wife looked at me and grinned saying go on then I know you need to join in. So I did!!! This was my first time nude in a societal setting and it felt fantastic to be bare with others who enjoyed the same feeling I did.
We sat down on the beach and just relaxed for a little while. The wife at this point was still textile. I’m not one for sitting around for long spans and went for a walk along the waters edge. I’d like to add at this point that whilst we had been in Sweden I had sunbathed naked on a couple of affairs when we were in the dunes by ourselves and the wife had gone topless. On returning from my walk I spotted a sight that’ll remain with me forever, my wife was lying on her back absolutely bare. This was such a great sight that I have to admit it gave me my first erection on a nude beach. I did spend at least the next five minutes lying on my front in the sand.
She said that she had felt the odd one out with others naked around her so she joined in. When we decided we better walk back to the tent we just picked up our clothes and walked as far as we dare before putting them back on to cross the dunes and the road back to the camp site. On the walk back she explained that she now understood why I liked being naked as the feeling was out of this world and we made arrangements to spend additional time on the shore the following http://videonudism.com which was the last before the long drive home.
When we got back to the tent our pal were back from town and asked us where we had been so we told them we’d been to check out the nude beach. They inquired what it was like and if there were many folks there. We answered by saying there were two more when we got there… beach nude girls should have seen there faces.
From that day forth we’ve loved a nudist lifestyle and not concealed the fact we are nudists from buddies or family. That was 37 years ago this summer. Some of the family still think we are wierd but who cares… we do not.
Spread the word.. nude is best. Bob..