How did I come to be a nudist? Well, this is kind of a difficult question since I do not

know for sure whether I am a nudist or not. However, the fact remains that I am on my way. At least I ‘ve made my first, still unsure, measures. It all started last summer when I first met Andrew. He proposed that we go to a secluded Long Island beach where to meet someone is an extremely rare opportunity. It absolutely was our strategy to bring along as many people as possible, however in the end there were just three of us coming: Andrew, me, and my friend Alice.
Alice and I got everything prepared for the planned picnic: we bought some food, put on new swimsuits, and took big bedclothes. Andrew was already waiting for us at the bus stop. Having been lectured on our tardiness, we got into the bus. There was a long way to go bus and then a few miles to walk, so we began to lose our clothes, piece by piece, while we were still on our way. Andrew took off his T-shirt and used it to cover his head. Alice and I also took off our Tshirts and walked on wearing our skirts and swimsuit tops.
We had been quite tired when we eventually got to the public beach. But Andrew did not cease there. Instead he guided us on promising to show us some fantastic place. We were walking along posh villas, the road was dusty and also the heat was something devastating. We were dying to dive into cool water and stretch on the bedclothes! When we had covered another mile we finally took a turn from the main road and walked in one file along a narrow trail that wound its way between bushes and trees. Eventually we saw the glade we had been looking for! We disposed of what was left from our clothes and tossed our bags to the earth carelessly and chose to take a plunge into the river. Cool and clean water made us feel alive again. Andrew and I were the first to come out of water.
‘What would you say if I took off my swimming trunks?’ – he requested. Then he continued: ‘I want my suntan to be even’.
I wouldn’t mind him doing so if it wasn’t for Alice being around. I understood she’d be scandalized if he were to do this. But I did not object openly to the bloke. He stripped and lay on his stomach, showing his buttocks to the sunrays. By the by, the colour of his bottom did not differ from that of the rest of his body.

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Terrified by Alice’s would-be reaction, I was waiting for her to approach. When she came closer and saw Andrew, she looked like she was stricken by lightning, but she did not say a thing and triying challenging to appear like nothing had occurred, lay down beside us.
Andrew was naked, while Alice and me had our swimsuits on. When Andrew believed that Alice was no longer embarrassed by his nudity, he took me aside, kissed and said ‘Take off all your clothing’. Frankly speaking, I had been craving to take my swimsuit off and expose to the sun the lighter spots on my body. However, in sympathy with Alice I ‘d not done this. Then we lay on the grass and started playing cards. Andrew called Alice. We did not need to ask her twice, and shortly she joined us.
‘Don’t be a coy, go ahead and take your swimsuit off! There isn’t any one around!’ – Proposed Andrew, but she only shook her head. I realized that my own nudity was even more perplexing for her than Andrew’s, but sweeping away the feeble pangs of my conscience, I remained to be stripped to the bark. There appeared a couple of it – a guy along with a woman. Having set all their properties ready to have a great time, they went right to the water. They were completely naked. Notwithstanding the fact that their bodies were, well, far from being perfect, they were not in the least put out by their nudity and were feeling fairly natural. They lay on the beach to sunbathe when they emerged out of the water.
Subsequently it was our turn to bathe. Andrew refused pointblank to put on his swimming trunks. As for me, I put on my swimsuit rather unwillingly, simply for the sake of my sympathy towards Alice. I’m not sure as for the couple’s reaction towards our emerging from behind the bushes, but Andrew was feeling quite rested. He wasn’t even obstructed by fishermen fishing someplace at a distance in their boats. When we came out of the water the Buick was already gone and we came back to our old location on the glade. It was a fantastically blissful sensation to stand amidst flamboyant greenery nude enjoying the life giving sunrays.
After this he let her alone for a little while. Then our conversation flowed to discussing the manners of breast enlargement, and Alice started educating me some day-to-day breast enlargement exercise complex. To demonstrate the job of breast muscles, or perhaps because want eventually conquered her shyness, Alice let her swimsuit slip to her waistline, and we began doing the exercises together. Andrew found us in this very place, kneeling close to each other and doing some intricate exercises. Alice was terribly embarrassed and place the straps of her swimsuit top back on her shoulders.
It was getting late and it was time for all of us to start packing our stuff and go back home, but we wanted to take yet another plunge before we leave. Andrew and I decided to do it nude. Holding hands with each other, when the water reached our waistlines we looked back and to our total surprise we saw Alice standing by the water… absolutely bare!
Tired but happy and full of new feelings, we were getting back home. It absolutely was our first encounter of bathing nude outside, an unexpected and satisfying encounter. Now I’m anxiously waiting for the summertime to come to continue my acquaintance with nature in its primordial form. Andrew and I intend to proceed to the beachfront. And I know for sure that we won’t desire any ‘fabric’ pastime by family nudist sex .

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