When I was sixteen one of my mates, Tony, proposed we go and have a look in the neighborhood nude beach. Not having seen a real live nude woman before I quickly agreed and we set off.
When we got there we took up a position where we could see everyone on the shore, but we were hidden by trees. I wasn’t comfortable with this and said we should go down onto the shore and sit in the bunch. Tony said that would be too bizarre so we remained hidden for about twenty minutes, and I saw my first naked woman (and my fiftieth, all on the one day).
Walking home Tony asked, What do you really believe makes people would like to go naked on a beach?
I said I wasnt sure, however there has to be something to it otherwise why would there be so many folks on an out of the way beach. Nevertheless, in the back part of my head was a idea that maybe I would like to attempt, but would I have the nerve.
The idea continued to grow and like most beginners I started sleeping nude when possible, and questioning around the house nude when the chance arose. This had me becoming more comfortable naked, but the idea had grown to a urge to try the nude beach.
So, six weeks after my first visit I was back at the shore determined that I would be nude in the sun. I laid out my towel, took off my shirt and shorts, but couldn’t go any further. I couldn’t tell myself to take off my Speedos so I sat there hoping for inspiration.
Over an hour after I still hadn’t advanced, when three girls, just several years older than me, laid out their towels next to me and moments later were naked. After a few minutes, among the girls turned to me and said, This a nude beach just the perverts sit down here in their Speedos.
Im sorry, I said. This really is a brand new experience for me and Im nervous about being nude.
Get over it, she said. There is probably a 120 members on this particular beach, why would yours be specific. If you are not definitely going to be bare you probably shouldnt be here.
Her buddies where nodding in approval, so I got up and went for a swim hopeful of finding courage to drop my swimmers. It didnt come I packed up my stuff and headed home.
Later that afternoon my girlfriend, Anna, asked me where I had been during the day. I told her roughly where I had been when she asked, Have you been down there with Tony perving on the bare girls again?
No, I was trying to find out what it’s like being nude on the beach?
What? Were you down there nude? she asked.
No, I not could convince myself to lose my pants.
Well, perhaps we can try again tomorrow, she said.
What???
Tomorrow morning you, and I, proceed to the shore and attempt for an all over tan. Maybe if you have some support you may be a brave lad.
So the following morning the two of us walked round the path to the beach, as with every measure the butterflies grew in my stomach. We climbed down onto the beach and took up position close to the center in the high tide mark.
The beach is small by any standards at about 40 metres long, and five metres of sand at high tide. With the 20 or so nude folks, it suddenly appeared very packed. We laid out our towels and dressed down until I was in my swimming costume and Anna in her pink bikini.
Are you going to take those off? she said.
Im going wait awhile, Im somewhat unsure at the moment.
OK, we can lie here and discuss.
Anna afterward laid face down and we chatted about all the things teenagers drift over, discussing who of our buddies were likely to become couples, which couples were breaking up and our plans for the rest of the summer holidays.
Anna afterward asked me to undo the ties of her bikini top as well as the dialogue continued as it had before. Soon after she lifted onto her elbows showing the profile of a lightly tanned breast, although the tan lines of her bikini stood in comparison.
We continued talking and individuals continued to file on the beach, plus a real crowd was starting to form. There were also a considerable number of yachts and motor boats taking up moorings in the bay. Some of these boats had only one man on board, while others had entire families on board, including some with kids the same age as Anna and I. The common theme was that almost all on board were naked.
Anna proposed a swim and bound to her feet leaving her bikini top lying on the towel. I must have shown my surprise, as she caught my hand and said, Come on slow poke, get into the water. I had no choice and we were soon up to our belly buttons in the water.
Peter, have you discovered we are the sole two people on the shore wearing costumes? she said.
Yes, but
Why dont we take them away in the water and swim around for a while and see how we feel?
Yes, but
There clearly was no argument Anna had her bikini bottom off in one motion and was then tugging at the side of my swimmers.
Its OK I can do this myself. So I did and for the first time, since I was two years old, I was nude in public.
We frolicked in the water, pushing each other under, hanging off the anchor lines of the moored boats, and diving for the bottom. The water was cool, as it always is in the weeks before Christmas but the heat of the day more than made up for the small chill getting in. Visibility under water, without mask and snorkel, was realistic, but just really clear enough to see where stone and sand joined, we couldn’t see any detail like fish and coral that will have been apparent with some gear.
While swimming, I’d hung our swimmers around my neck, so they didn’t inadvertently evaporate, and we consistently stayed in at least waist depth water. Anna seemed entirely at ease in the water, flashing her bottom each time she glided submerged. I wasn’t that comfortable, but the veil of water supplied some security. Eventually we determined it was time to get out. I slipped my swimmers back on to leave the water and Anna gave me a look of pained despair, but she put her undersides back on and we went and laid back on our towels.
I towelled off, and re laid my towel to lie in the sun. Anna simply dropped down on her towel, rung the water from her long blonde hair, and laid back.
Are you comfy? I mean, topless in front of all these folks, I mumbled.
Yeah, why? Is it a problem?
No, not at all. Simply asking, thats all.
Well relax a little, topless on a nude beach is no huge deal. Its not like keeping your swimmers on would be.
Im not comfortable out of the water. Not merely yet.
Dont worry about it, Im just ribbing you. Can you get my water bottle outside and hair brush out of my beach tote? she asked.
I needed to stand to get her things out and when I’d found the beverage bottle, I turned to find Anna stealing from her bikini and stretching out on her beach towel.
Are you really comfy? I mean, naked in front of all these individuals, I said.
Yeah, why? Is it a problem?
No, not at all.

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Well relax a bit, naked on a nude beach is no big deal. Its not like keeping your swimmers on would be.
Im getting the point, I said
I looked up, I looked down, I looked all around, and I was the only individual on the beach that was not bare. What where my options I handed Anna her drink, sat down, slipped off my costume and immediately rolled onto my belly.
Anna giggled and I said Whats funny Im naked arent I.
Yes, but Ive never seen anyone with such a white bottom!
Then I found the region that had been covered by Annas bikini bottom was the same light tan as her breasts, and also the penny finally dropped.
Youve been here before havent you!
Yes, with Mum, Dad and my sister many times, but I wouldnt come here on my own.
So you have an all over tan?
Yeh we tend to not worry much about clothes around the home or around the pool.
So your family would be nudists then?
Yes, they’re and so are you now!
And I’ve been ever since.