This past summer, we tried nudism for the first time, and I can’t say it came naturally to us.

Sure, we had some questions along with a lot of uncertainties, but the conditions were such that we were driven into this movement luckily, to never regret it later!

Our dream vacation spot is a long beach, left, with coconut trees, clear and warm water. That which we wanted to do was go fifteen days on holiday in a relatively cheap, not too crowded and bright.
It was all great, but the last two criteria were problematic. For example, on the Riviera everything is pricey, and following an encounter of a friend in 2007 to Collioure, the sun sometimes keeps the UV starved tourists waiting.
In May, when I was doing my researches, there was no question of going into ordered naturist campsite, but they were all too expensive. And I came across the site of a swimming pool campsite, 10 km from the seashore, with limited variety of seats… I enjoyed it very much from the very s prostitute, except that I had not detected that it was a nudist camp. What a disappointment it was when I came to recognize it! There was even russian nudists on the site. I didnt understand what to think of it.
I did not even dare to talk with my boyfriend, but I couldn’t quit thinking about it. Could we actually make it?

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I’m 27 years old, but I’m not a bombshell. My height is 1 m 74 for 62 lbs, and fortunately I have no midriff, but no breasts either, and I got everything in the buttocks, 92 inches, and of course cellulite, I was fully stiffened by hesitation to show them off. That is the reason why I largely visualize abandoned shores where nobody can see that part of my body.
Then I began reading articles about naturists, I thought, too, that in a campground this size so close to the sea there would be few during the day by the poolside. And anyways, nude people surely kept a greater distance between their mats. I finally contacted the campsite: no troubles with booking. All was going well, the sole thing remaining was to speak with my boyfriend, who taken immediately.
We got enrolled, unpacked and settled, with the only crucial matter remaining to be done undressing! And it is not so clear, I’m already quite sophisticated with my physical and there’s also something that I ‘d not thought of: I’m Belgian, blond, with blonde skin and my skin is very white. I’m ever so frightened to get sunburnt! Luckily, it was already a late afternoon, the pool had shut, it was becoming a bit trendy, I wanted to prevent stripping and moreover I was not the sole one dressed in the evening (many adolescents, also as women of my age, were dressed, also).
So the following morning it was the toughest. I went to the blocks with just a t-shirt on. So it was the very first time I exhibited butt and my genitals in public. I was a little surprised on arriving at the washroom: no cottage with a door, you take a shower together, which is logical in a sense. So I ‘d no choice, it was mandatory that I took off my shirt to take my shower, making it the first time being naked in front of a dozen of people. I was more than a little embarrassed, I stared at all of the folks who were around me, but slowly I calmed down, nobody paid any attention to me and I could no longer indulge my complexes, because physically I was somewhat in the middle. It assured me a lot and after my shower I returned to the tent nude. We subsequently went to the pool, there were a few folks, but I didn’t feel what I hate about the textile beaches, meeting dozens of dirty looks that seem to say “look at this one with her fat ass!”. Here, nobody looked at me, I lived in complete indifference, and I was completely filled with this ambience.
And what about the bath I could not believe it, I still nearly even hard to believe that feelings are so distinct, so nice it was with only needing to remove a little piece of cloth! I, who did not enjoy swimming, I remained for hours in water. I adored it, swimming, diving, playing with my boyfriend. I felt revived, it was not me but another woman who finally discovered the joy of bathing. Furthermore, it was not like other campgrounds that we attended. Usually at fabric campsites, the pool is squatted by children crying, agitated in every way. Here, there were also children, played alright, but it was more respectful of other swimmers. The pool was very large, it is also there, but I feel the same pool in a fabric campsite was overly noisy.
I am now a frequent visitor of that campsite, in addition to my boyfriend; I keep on browsing gallery nudism section at their website expecting to locate us as one of the most faithful bare beachers of all of the times!

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