My first nude encounter was when I was younger and very much by accident. I went to a beach with a very long shoreline on the more isolated end.

I did not see anyone around and I knew that nudism was tolerated so I completely disrobed and set completely exposed in the sunlight. I saw a topless woman approaching and immediately covered up – being bare exterior was totally natural, being naked in front of others wasn’t. She grinned as she walked by and I simply blushed – I was so prudish about public nudity that even seeing others in a state of undress made me uneasy. When she was out of site, I once again uncovered and decided I needed to go for a swim. I’ve been an enthusiastic swimmer, a life gaurd in fact, so I chose to swim farther down the shore and come back. Swimming was quite liberating! I did that and went past most of the crowded portions of the seashore. After a while the current was too powerful to turn back and I realized I had just one alternative, to walk back on the beach.

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I must say that was one of the very uncomfortable moments of my life. I walked out of the water, covering my genitals with my hands. As I came to prop up, I found that everyone was naked and looked so natural. I still covered up, but was getting a little more comfortable with myself. Although I was quite athletic and fit, I had always been sensitive about the size of my penis and all my pubic hair but when I saw people of all shapes, sizes and ages I understood that I was fine however I was. I let go, literally, and was free. It was quite a walk back. Being nude where everyone was naked was natural but I shortly I had a new challenge. Although nudity was born everyone on the beach, the most popular section was where nearly everyone wore bathing suits- toplessness was common but I saw just one completely nude person.
Aside from , it was quite crowded. I really had no choice but to keep on going and I continued walking nude. Folks looked at me – I was probably the only nude person they had seen for a while – but I kept on going. It is ackward being nude in front of others when they’re not but I learned to cope with it. When I eventually reached my clothes, I was a nudist for life.
as soon as I went back to my flat with my friends, male and female, I told them about my encounter. I told them overly how great it felt and asked if they minded if I went nude in our apartment, they didn’t. Since then I spend as much of my time nude as feasible don’t care whose looking.

4 thoughts on “My first nude encounter was when I was younger and very much by accident. I went to a beach with a very long shoreline on the more isolated end.

  1. Perhaps you can try the beach next and if you squat down again for a photo, please let us also see you from the back, looking over your shoulder at us.

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