How did I come to be a nudist? Well, this is kind of a tough question because I really don’t

know for sure whether I am a nudist or not. However, the fact remains that I’m on my way. At least I ‘ve made my first, still uncertain, steps. It all started last summer when I first met Andrew. He proposed that we go to secluded Long Island shore where to meet someone is a very rare opportunity. It absolutely was our plan to bring along as many folks as possible, however in the end there were just three of us coming: Andrew, me, and my friend Alice.
Alice and I got everything ready for the planned picnic: we bought some food, put on new swimsuits, and took large bedding. Andrew had been 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 couple of 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 T shirts and walked on wearing our skirts and swimsuit tops.
We’d been quite exhausted when we eventually got to the public beach. But Andrew didn’t quit there. Rather he guided us on assuring to reveal us some fantastic spot. We were walking along posh villas, the road was dusty as well as 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 eventually took a turn from the main road and walked in a single file along a narrow trail that wound its way between bushes and trees. Finally we saw the glade we had been searching for! We disposed of what was left from our clothing and dumped our bags to the ground carelessly and decided to take a dip 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 asked. Then he continued: ‘I need my suntan to be even’.
I’d not mind him doing so if wasn’t for Alice being around. I understood she’d be scandalized if he were to do this. But I didn’t object openly to the bloke. He stripped and lay on his stomach, exhibiting his buttocks to the sunrays. By the by, the colour of his booty didn’t differ from that of the remainder of his body. Terrified by Alice’s would be reaction, I was waiting for her to approach. Eventually I saw her coming out of the water serenely. When she came closer and saw Andrew, she looked like she was stricken by lightning, but she did not say a thing and triying difficult to look like nothing had occurred, lay down beside us.
So, there we were sunbathing like that: 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 away, kissed and said ‘Take off all of your garments’. Honestly speaking, I was craving to take my swimsuit off and expose to the sun the lighter spots on my body. But in sympathy with Alice I ‘d not done this. But now that we were separated from Alice by a wall of shrubbery, I really couldn’t fight the temptation if letting him yank off all the unneeded pieces of clothing from me. Then we lay on the grass and began playing cards. Andrew called Alice. We did not need to ask her twice, and presently she joined us.
‘Do not be a coy, go ahead and take your swimsuit off! There’s no one near!’ – suggested Andrew, but she only shook her head. I realized that my own nudity was even more confusing for her than Andrew’s, but sweeping away the lame pangs of my conscience, I remained to be stripped to the bark. After a while we heard the sound of began engine and then an old Buick came into view. There appeared a couple of it – a man along with a girl. Having set all of their properties ready to have a great time, they went right to the water. They were totally 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 rather 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 somewhat unwillingly, just for the sake of my empathy towards Alice. I am not sure as for the couple’s reaction towards our appearing from behind the bushes, but Andrew was feeling quite rested.

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He wasn’t even embarrassed by fishermen fishing someplace at a space in their boats. When we came out of the water the Buick was already gone and we came back to our old place on the glade. Andrew took off my swimsuit from me without saying anything and wiped me with a bath towel. It was a fantastically blissful sense to stand amidst flamboyant greenery nude loving the life-giving sunrays. And although someplace deep in my heart I still felt the remains of my shyness, I was really determined to forget about it, not letting it get me down.
Andrew attempted to do the same to Alice, to help her to fight her restraint, but she just rushed away in panic from him. After this he let her alone for a short time. 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 present the work of breast muscles, or perhaps because her desire eventually conquered her shyness, Alice let her swimsuit chemise to her waistline, and we started doing the exercises together. Andrew caught us in this very position, kneeling close to each other and doing some complicated exercises. Alice was very embarrassed and set 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 things and go back home, but we wanted to take just one more plunge before we leave. Andrew and I chose to do it nude. Holding hands with each other, when the water reached our waists we looked back and to our complete surprise we saw Alice standing by the water… completely nude!
Exhausted but happy and full of new impressions, we were getting back home. It absolutely was our first encounter of bathing nude outside, an unexpected and enjoyable experience. Now I’m anxiously awaiting the summer to come to continue my acquaintance with nature in its primordial form. Andrew and I plan to proceed to the seaside. And I know for sure that we won’t desire any ‘fabric’ pastime by the seaside anymore.

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