I got a very demanding job.

I usually do not work in a mine or something like that, but it’s a place that holds innumerable responsibilities, including the livelihoods of hundreds, if not a huge number of people who work under me. I work pretty much 15 hours a day, seven days per week. I also have a family that I see in passing; I think I ‘ve three children at the moment, one girl and two boys. My wife used to be hot when I wed her, but I haven’t seen her in three months and she could have grown an arm out of the side of the head, I probably would have missed it. I am telling you all of this because you must understand why I go on a one-week holiday annually, all alone.
I take no one. I don’t take my wife. I definitely do not take the kids. I don’t take my mobile or my computer. As far as everyone I know is worried, I don’t exist for those 7 days. And I always make it my business to go someplace where it is highly unlikely I will meet any Americans. I do not need to hear our accents and I usually do not desire to feel like I’m on the same planet as the folks I interact with during the other 358 days of the year. This past year, for example, I went to Croatia, this small state somewhere in the Mediterranean, a great little state with great seaside and with amazing food. But all of the tourist items doesn’t matter. What matters is that my life changed while there. But I am getting ahead of myself
I got to http://modestperson.com where I was staying early in the morning. The sun was only coming out and I made the decision to take a walk down the beach before anyone gets up and comes to the beach. I was tired as hell and I lit up a smoke as I was walking down the seashore. There was no one there. Literally no one. A number of seagulls and that was that. And then I saw a body in http://videonudism.com/exhbitioniss/nudist-ass.php , coming towards me. A jogger. As he was getting closer to me, I can affirm to you that I could see the entire world in slo mo. As he was running past me, I really could see his ripped body perfectly under his sweaty clothes. I could smell him, I really could feel his heat. And then he passed me and I forgot it by the time I got to the resort.
The following day, I went swimming early in the morning and at the exactly the same time, he came running past. I watched him again and I understood that he was watching me. Now, for a man who has never had any gay experiences in his life, I was a bit confused that I was checking out this man, this blonde ripped hunk that was running all sweaty past me every morning. I did not know what to believe. I mean, I wasn’t fearful or anything like that, I’m not an asshole.

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But it was confusing, that is for sure.
The following morning, as I was taking my morning swim, my new buddy did not come running. He came by boat and just showed me with a gesture he wants me to come into the boat with him. I did it. I do not know why, but I did it. He told me his name was Andrei in the most delightful Russian accent English I had ever heard and I told him my name. I asked him where we were going and he said that I would see.
When we got there, I recognized that it was this little, absolutely secluded beach where no one has place their foot in decades and where no one could maybe roam to. We disembarked and as we got to the seashore, Andrei undressed and stood there before me, completely nude, with small beads of sweat running down his chest and with his fat dick hanging down. You can only imagine what happened that day and I can tell you that this, my first experience, was something that I never dreamt would occur, let alone with a total stranger, a Russian guy even. It was the best day of my entire life. And that is him. That’s my Andrei.

I became a nudist in a very indirect way I was planning my forthcoming summer holidays

and was trying to decide between Byron Bay and Port Stephens and was discussing both choices using several work collegues and eventually my manager. He explained he’d be holidaying in Port Stephens and was full of recommendations so I continued my research and found that Byron Bay was really going to be too pricey and continued the discussions with my manager about Port Stephens.
He told me he’d be spending the majority of his time at Samurai Beach, and that it’d great surf plus a very friendly bunch. So on this advice I researched http://nudismhot.com and discovered it was a legal clothing optional beach.
I eventually booked some accommodation and when I told him this I said, So, Ill have the ability to go to the nude beach with you along with your family, wont I.
He shut his office door and we had a long conversion about naturism, and that this was not a topic for general distribution at work. He also surprised me by encouraging me and a friend to travel with his family Samurai Beach before the summer holidays and see if naturism was for me.
After a conversation with my closest friend, we agreed this was a great thought and have set a date for early November.
But my first time came a lot faster than that. Two days after my boss and I were assigned to spend two weeks working in New Caledonia and could fit in a few days on the beach or out on an associate’s boat researching the atolls and cays offshore from Noumea.
The day we arrived we went to the beach at Anse Vata on the edge of the capital city of Noumea. I ‘d not anticipated to spend any time on the seashore so that afternoon I began on the shore in a pair of gym shorts and top. After fifteen minutes, I realised that I was out of place with that amount of clothes on as it appeared every girl on the beach was wearing no more than a thong even the 14 and 15 yo girls.
So I stripped down to only the thong I was wearing under my shorts it seemed odd wearing so little in front of my manager (he was wearing his Speedos) but he appeared to not even see, which actually made me more comfortable.
That was http://videonudism.com/hot and we worked solidly until the following Friday which we’d away in preparation to work the weekend. As I said he’d organized for the two of us to borrow a boat and do some quest so at 8:30 we left from Port Moselle in a 24 foot half cottage runabout and headed for Ilt Laregnere.
As soon as we had cleared the marina he was down to his Speedos, and proposed that I could strip down if I needed. I told him if he needed to go bare, I didnt mind so as we cleared the harbour and passed the last house he was nude at the wheel and I was wearing only my thong. We sailed on for an hour before we pulled up in the leeward of a lovely white sand island inside a coral lagoon.
As my boss set the anchor I decided it was now or never and I slipped out of my thong. Apart from the two of us there was not another soul to be seen we spent the morning snorkelling (naked), sunbaking (bare), eating (naked). I dont now why but the feeling of the water and the sun on my body was so distinct exhilarating than it’d been a few days before when I was wearing just a bit more.
Only after eleven another boat arrived and dropped four couples and six teenage children at the shore before the boat disappeared, presumably back to Noumea. After they’d set up camp of a few umbrellas and towels on the sand, the grownups stripped off fully – soon followed by the teens. I was astounded to see teenaged boys and girls nude in front of each other, and in front of their parents, and mentioned this to my manager.
We subsequently had a long chat about naturism and how it crosses all age groups and after all I was only a couple of years older than these children. He then proposed we should swim in and say hello and have a chat. This seemed like a huge step to be naked in front of strangers but he convinced me into the water and onto the shore.
After a series of Bonjours and apologies for poor French we quickly fell into conversation and were offered drinks and an invitation to stay for lunch. We purchased the boat into the shallows and spent the rest of the day with our new buddies.
All up we spent seven hours nude that day and I think it was among the very satisfying days of my entire life.

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I was really surprised by the generosity and friendliness of the people as well as the easy with which the children socialized. I found the youngest was 13 and the eldest 18 but there was a constant rapport among them. It was evident that naturism was worth investigating.

It reminds me of what I read in one of Frank Herbert’s Dune books once. I really like google

, it found it for me. Here it’s:
There was this drylander who was asked which was more significant, a literjon of water or a vast pool of plain water? The drylander thought a minute and then said: “The literjon is more important. No single individual could own a great pool of water. But a literjon you could hide under your cloak and run away with it. No http://peenudist.com would know.”

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We treat nudity, and sexuality, as matters which are so precious, we literally have to hide it from others as we fear that, exposed, everyone would try to get it. In a land where it is everywhere, nevertheless, there is no requirement for such fear. In a way, many western cultures are already like this in relation to many arab cultures, for example Saudi Arabia. There, they fear seeing anything but the slits of the eyes of girls for fear a guy would be tempted by one. Here we’re apalled at http://nudistspic.com that people would believe that guys should be quite so feeble, but we do not live in Saudi Arabia; there, seemingly, they’re; and it’s engrained into them in their culture. We just have the same idea only more reasonable; here it is good to see not just a woman’s face, but her hair as well, and more besides, but most tend to draw the line at some point of skimpy clothes in public. Nudists, ofcourse, go beyond even this, although generally only in some specific settings (at the very least nudists have a tendency to avoid being bare where it is not legal to do so).

I’d contend that the problem of sexuality is fairly similar, together with the one caveat that kids and pregnancy, STDs and STIs are also factors there. Regardless, my point stands; I believe that with enough dialogue people will realize the advantages to being more liberal, both clothes wise and sexuality wise, while at exactly the same time educating ourselves more so that we prevent the mistakes that makes of some such puritans, will be better for everybody.

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

know for sure whether I ‘m a nudist or not. But http://troyxxx.com remains that I am on my way. At least I have made my first, still uncertain, steps. It all started last summer when I first met Andrew. He suggested that we go to a secluded Long Island shore where to meet someone is a very rare opportunity. It was our strategy to bring along as many folks as possible, but in the end there were only three of us coming: Andrew, me, and my friend Alice.
Alice and I got everything ready for the planned picnic: we purchased some food, put on new swimsuits, and took substantial bedclothes. 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 several 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 likewise took off our T shirts and walked on wearing our skirts and swimsuit tops.
We’d been quite tired when we eventually got to the public beach. But Andrew did not quit there. Instead he directed us on assuring to show us some excellent 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’d covered another mile we finally took a turn from the main road and walked in just one file along a narrow trail that wound its way between bushes and trees. Eventually we saw the glade we’d been searching for!

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We disposed of what was left from our clothing and tossed our bags to the earth carelessly and chose to take a plunge 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 requested. He then continued: ‘I want my suntan to be even’.
I’d not mind him doing so if it 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 booty to the sunrays. By the by, the color 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. Finally I saw her coming out of the water serenely. When she came closer and saw Andrew, she appeared like she was hit by lightning, but she didn’t say a thing and triying challenging 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 thought that Alice was no longer embarrassed by his nudity, he took me away, kissed and said ‘Take off all of your clothes’. Honestly speaking, I had been craving to take my swimsuit off and expose to the sun the paler spots on my body. However, in sympathy with Alice I ‘d not done this. However, now that we were divided 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. Afterward we lay on the grass and began playing cards. Andrew called Alice. We did not need to ask her twice, and soon she joined us.
‘Do not be a coy, go ahead and take your swimsuit off! There’s no one near!’ – suggested Andrew, but she just shook her head. I understood that my own nudity was even more perplexing for her than Andrew’s, but sweeping away the lame pangs of my conscience, I stayed to be stripped to the bark. After a while we heard the sound of started engine and then an old Buick came into view. There emerged a couple of it – a guy plus a lady. Having set all of their possessions prepared to have a good time, they went straight to the water. They were certainly bare. Notwithstanding the fact which their bodies were, well, far from being perfect, they weren’t in the least put out by their nudity and were feeling rather natural. They lay on the beach to http://thoun.com when they emerged out of the water.
Afterward it was our turn to bathe. Andrew refused pointblank to put on his swimming trunks. As for me, I put on my swimsuit rather unwillingly, only for the sake of my empathy towards Alice. I’m not certain as for the couple’s reaction towards our appearing from behind the bushes, but Andrew was feeling quite relaxed. He wasn’t even obstructed by fishermen fishing somewhere at a space in their own 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 sensation to stand amidst flamboyant greenery nude appreciating the life giving sunrays. And although somewhere deep in my heart I still felt the remains of my shyness, I was very driven to forget about it, not letting it get me down.
Andrew tried to do the same to Alice, to help her to fight her constraint, but she only rushed away in panic from him. After this he let her alone for some time. Then our conversation flowed to discussing the manners of breast enlargement, and Alice started educating me some daily breast enlargement exercise complex. To present the job of breast muscles, or maybe because her want eventually beaten her shyness, Alice let her swimsuit slip to her waist, and we began doing the exercises together. Andrew caught us in this very position, kneeling close to each other and doing some byzantine exercises. Alice was terribly 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 needed to take yet another plunge before we leave. Andrew and I decided to do it nude. Holding hands with each other, when the water reached our waists we looked back and to our utter surprise we saw Alice standing by the water… totally nude!
Exhausted but happy and full of new feelings, we were getting back home. It was our first experience of bathing nude outdoors, an unexpected and enjoyable experience. Now I’m anxiously looking forward to the summertime to come to continue my acquaintance with nature in its primordial form. Andrew and I plan to go to the beachfront. And I know for sure that we won’t want any ‘textile’ pastime by the beachfront anymore.