When I was in my very early teens I used to strip off every time my parents were out of the houseFree Nudist Blog

and loved the feeling of being naked.
There were times once I went out in to the back yard and that feeling of the air all over my body was, and still is, indescrible. During my teen years I was not a recluse in my love of naturism and wouldn’t be afraid to acknowledge to my love of being bare. Constantly in the context of the dialogue, I never pushed it in peoples faces so to speak, but in the event the dialog had a leaning toward skinny dipping or the like I would say that I don’t have any trouble joining in or taking part.
Right up to the day I got married I ‘d not experienced social nudity like in a club or beach. Of course my wife knew of my love of being nude but at that time didn’t join me in my naked time. It was in the 2nd year of marriage that we wnt on a camping holiday to Europe with friends. We travelled through Belgium, Holland, Germany, Denmark and Sweden. On the return trip we stopped for a couple of nights on the Isle of Sylt which is just off Germany near the boarder with Denmark. My wife was there when she was quite little as her family was stationed there with the RAF. There’s been nude beaches on Sylt for years.
When we’d set up the tent our friends went off into town and I asked the wife if she desired to take a look at the beach. To this she agreed. It was just the different side of the street from where we’d camped so off we went. We walked through the dunes and came out on to an excellent beach where everybody were bare. The wife looked at me and grinned saying go on then I know you wish to join in. So I did!!! This was my first time nude in a social setting and it felt wonderful to be nude with others who appreciated the same feeling I did.
We sat down on the beach and just relaxed for a while. The wife at this point was still textile. I am not one for sitting around for long periods and went for a walk along the waters edge. I would like to add at this point that whilst we’d been in Sweden I had sunbathed naked on a few occasions when we were in the dunes by ourselves and the wife had gone topless. On returning from my walk I seen a sight that will remain with me forever, my wife was lying on her back completely nude. This was such a great sight that I must confess it gave me my first erection on a nude beach. I did spend at least the next five minutes lying on my front in the sand.
She said that she had felt the odd one out with others bare around her so she joined in. When we decided we better walk back to the tent we merely picked up our clothes and walked as far as http://shockintown.com dare before putting them back on to cross the dunes and the road back to the camp site. On the walk back she explained that she now knew why I liked being bare as the feeling was out of this world and we made arrangements to spend additional time on the beach the next day which was the last before the long drive home.
When we got back to the tent our buddy were back from town and asked us w here we’d been so we told them we had been to check out the nude beach. They asked what it absolutely was like and if there were many folks there.