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This year onwards I started frequenting nude beaches, and I would like to share the memorable experience of spending one of my very first nude beach days.
Until a few years ago I never would have considered the attendance of the nudist beach, then it just happened. I had many prejudices, which initially have gradually tapering like ice in a glass of water. Like any person who does not know them, I saw these places as if they had been reserved for a certain type of people and there was some sort of access key.
In fact they are places 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 have seen only naturist beaches where people come with 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 a single term: Naturism. I also attended naturist beaches where the people 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 loves this beach and she said I just had to see it and so I agreed to go. I thought that she would opt for the “dressed” part of the beach. Instead she took me to the beach where almost everybody was naked. At first I didn’t dare to take off even the top of my bikini, and Lisa opted for topless for starters.
I thought I would be terribly embarrassed to see naked people. In fact it was not exactly so.
First, I found so to say “interesting” to see so many men suddenly naked when up until then
I had only seen the two boys with whom I had some stories. Definitely a penis without erection
is not the best of aesthetics, however, to stimulate my curiosity… And then there were among the nudist teens of my age, and they did not look half bad!
But the thing that surprised me is this: I thought I would be looked bothered by naked men;
I am a very pretty girl with nice breasts so I turn quite some heads in the streets. And instead did not give me any trouble. Some of the guys looked at me with discretion – perhaps hoping that I would take off my swimsuit – and I noticed that the visuals did not go lost on at least two of them. This sort of reaction was something surprisingly fun and challenging to see. In short, what I thought would be an annoying, proved anything but that.
In that little corner of paradise we went back at other times (consistent with the work commitments of my friend). And we also spent a night there, sleeping in a tent. The next morning, at dawn, I also did something that I did not think I would ever be able.
It was around 6am, Lisa was sleeping while I took a walk to the showers. I saw a naked guy there taking his morning shower. He looked quite nice!
At first I pulled myself straight by saying: “Get your thing done and go away”, so I approached the showers holding that thought. But when I got closer to where he was he greeted me, I reciprocated and we had a good chat with him for solid twenty minutes, while I was trying as hard as I could to look down as little as possible. It was not easy, as my eyes tended to fall always there and saw that he was very “well-hung” and not completely “unperturbed”. I know that may seem like a trivial thing but I never expected that I could never do something like this, knowing me.
In short, 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.
I also started experimenting and found it very nice to sunbathe topless for the sense of freedom that it gave me. Certainly, in this sense the behavior of other people on the nude beach helped a lot. I mean, both those who were there nude and those in the “phase 1” and “phase 2”. Despite some occasional glances, the nudists were all very well bred. Someone would glance at me from time to time, yes, but no one acted like a maniac. It was not very different from the situation in the streets of the city and very reassuring for that matter. I think I am on my way to the “phase 2” of nudism that is sunbathing completely naked, but I also think that it will take some time.
Some years ago a beautiful couple and my wife and I used to live next to each other. Their kitchen door and our kitchen window were separated by only a few feet (their driveway) and faced each other. At times we used to joke that we used to live with each other. One hot summer I remember working on remodeling my kitchen – something I would do in the nude – and before going to work, my friend’s wife used to come out, fully clothed, through the kitchen door to let their dog out . Many mornings we used to say hi and talk a little through the window before she went to work. She could only see me from the waist up but we both knew I had no clothes on because we had talked about that and they both knew my wife and I were nudists – besides that, once or twice while I was on a ladder I am sure she must have seen me wearing nothing but a tool belt. I never asked her if she had seen me or not. If she did she must have been very comfortable with it because she never commented on it. The issue she was clothed and I wasn’t apparently was never a problem for either one of us.
It’s funny because her husband wanted to try naturism. He asked all kinds of questions and my wife and I answered as many as we could but there is no substitute for personal experience. He was ready to go but had not been able to convince his wife to go with him to the same resort my wife and I used to visit. He had seen my wife and I nude on a few occasions as we shared with them pictures taken at the resort we frequented. Other times, he saw her when she used to go to the kitchen for whatever reason and they would speak with one another through the window and I was there on a few occasions as part of the conversation. Although he was fully clothed during those instances when we were there talking through the window, he reacted very naturally about the whole experience. I know my wife also got a full glimpse of him a few times when he eventually began to practice with the idea of naturism and occasionally paraded naked around the house. According to my neighbor, his wife also began to experiment with the idea of being nude and often went from the bathroom to their bedroom without clothes while the kitchen door was open and could potentially be seen from our house – but we were never privileged to see her. It’s not like my wife and I stood there at the window to peep – whatever happened, happened… or not.
After some years, we (my buddy and his wife and us) moved to different towns but one day he called me to tell me that they had finally made it to the resort that we had recommended and that his wife took to it like a fish to water. We made many plans to go to the resort together or meet there on a few occasions but for one reason or another it never happened. After 30 years of naturism my wife is no longer cool with the lifestyle –“been there, done that” attitude – actually, more concerned about the sun and the damage it causes – she required extensive treatment from a doctor to correct skin damage and now has a strong fear of cancer. However, my buddy and I occasionally email or call each other and stay in touch and he tells me the stories about their experiences at the resort.
I’ve been attending clothing-optional pagan gatherings for many years. While a few people go nude all the time (and almost everyone skinny-dips in the pool), and a large minority of women go topless, the majority of the people stay fully dressed. While nudity is accepted at these events, the few full-time nudists definitely stand out as a tiny minority.
Now, I’ve always loved being nude. I’ve been been a secret naturist since I was a kid, a home nudist since college, and a social nudist for about 5 years now. I’ve gone on nude hikes and canoes trips with my nudist club, where we’ve encountered textiles. And I’ve been going to pagan gatherings for 20+ years, and have always skinny-dipped in the pool. I’m totally comfortable being nude among textiles now – so long as their are other nudists with me.
But it took me a long time before I became bold enough to go skyclad all the time at pagan gatherings.
That’s because when I do, I’m often the only person nude in my local vicinity.
Even now, after many years of going skyclad as much as weather permits, I still need to work up some boldness to do it when 95% of the people around me are wearing something. It’s totally different from the sense of naturalness in being nude at at nudist club. There’s a definite feeling of being the odd one out, of being exposed, of fear that people may react negatively.
In fact, I’ve only had negative reactions once – from pagans who came from another country where clothes are definitely NOT optional, even at pagan events. Everyone else has always been accepting. Most people never appear to even notice that I’m nude (though I know they do) – and the few that do mention it are always positive. (Though sometimes jokingly. When I came out of the non-CO dining hall once and didn’t take off my pareo immediately, one friend asked if I was okay or not ).
When I go skyclad at gatherings, I quickly become comfortable about being nude among textiles. But I’m always aware that I’m in a very small -and highly visible! – minority. I still have work up some boldness before venturing nude into the crowds – just like I used to have to do before walking onstage in front of a huge audience.
However, I always work up that boldness, if only as a point of honor. I’m one of the few actively nudist pagans at my local gatherings, and I want to provide moral support for other people who may want to try it too – but like me, don’t want to be alone.
Many years ago, I watched the few always-skyclad pagans at gatherings, and wished I was brave enough to join them. It took many years, but finally, I did. I feel that I would be failing them if I didn’t continue their tradition.
And maybe, with luck, I’ll inspire others to become nudists, just as they inspired me.
A number of years ago I was living in northwest Houston,,, hot, humid, Houston. Every morning (around 5 AM) before going to work I would ride my bike for 20-30 minutes throughout the neighborhood. Usually I wore sneakers, a t-shirt and shorts. Well this particular morning I donned my tennis shoes only – don’t ask me why. And Off I went into the dawn.
The typical morning in our neighborhood at 5 AM was just a few cars with folks finding their way to the freeway to get to work. This one morning I approached a stop sign that I usually just drove through…usually no cars around. Well a couple of cars were coming so I had to stop. And then a car pulled up next to me with three women in the car. They noticed my sneakers, etc and one of them lowered her window and said “nice sneakers” and they all laughed. I did too. So off I went but turned from my usual route to lesser traveled streets…and they followed. This went on for a couple of streets and I finally stopped. We had a brief friendly exchange and through the laughter and quips I invited them to bike with me the following morning. Again, we all had a good laugh. I never saw them again. It was very humorous, and certainly more intimidating than anything. I guess my vulnerabilities were pretty obvious! But, to be honest, I wonder what I would have done had they shown up ready to bike with me. And yes, I did bike in the nude on a number of other occasions but only when it was a little darker than on this particular morning.