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My mind imagined an ancient slave market, my naked wife having her assets on view for potential buyers to see and examine. All my wife lacked was a slave ankle bracelet. How my imagine can run away with me to erotic benefit. As we walked along the found forest trail I discussed my emotions and feelings to my wife and told her how raunchy I found the incident and asked her how she felt. Well, that was a good ten years ago and just the other day we had the inverse situation. We were staying in a naturist lodge in New Zealand and had spent the morning in and around the swimming pool, tanning, swimming, reading and talking.
At 11am we decided to go into the camp kitchen Naughty nudists stories make ourselves a cup of coffee. Both totally naked we were alone in the kitchen busy making ourselves a cup of coffee. She was well tanned, tall with a full body and good sized tits under that blouse. She was about half our age. Again we got chatting. Where are we from? That she was getting married in a few months with the ceremony at the naturist camp. Like any red blooded female she checked out the two naked visitors in her kitchen. A quick check out on what was on offer with the naked white male, a small white cock, Naughty nudists stories to get excited about the look of derision said.
As we continued to chat she discreetly checked out my naked wife with her bronzed all over tan and 38C cup tits. That took longer as there was more to see and admire. I noticed my Naughty nudists stories became more animated pushing out her tits and casually opening her legs as she continued to chat to the clothed female caretaker who was checking out her naked body. What was I experiencing? My small white cock shrunk back into the protective folds of my foreskin, I was not aroused but more humiliated being totally naked in front of this young clothed female.
In this incident should I have been wearing the slave ankle bracelet? He said not to worry, it sometimes happened and that it would go away by itself. To make a long story short, I had the most fun weekend of my life, and decided that from then on, I would be a naturist. To this day, I am naked whenever possible, and have joined Ben and his family for many weekends and overnighters. We learned that the native American culture was that they wore either very little, consisting of a small loin cloth, or nothing at all, depending on one's age and status within the tribe. One warm spring day, several of us were walking home from school and talked about going to Danny and Martha's house after school to play.
Since we were learning about how Indians lived, we decided to play Indians. There were four girls and three boys including me. The girls said they would make "Indian clothes" that we all would wear. Soon they had fashioned waist bands and two flaps, front and rear for all of the participants. At first we were very squeamish about being seen in such skimpy of outfits, but the girls said they would wear theirs if we did. We went to separate bedrooms and removed our clothing and tied on the Indian clothes made from a left over Halloween costume.
We emerged and looked at each other and felt strange, but good about it and it caused us all to be adventuresome. We were out in the back yard playing Indians in various activities. As we moved, it was difficult to keep the Indian clothes in position and protecting what modesty we maintained. As the day wore on and we were all going back and forth into the house to use the restroom and get drinks of water, and the girls made popcorn for our "acorn" dinner. Our friend's mother was totally aware of our newly discovered game and apparently approved. I remember meeting her in the hallway as I was going in to use the restroom while most of "me" was exposed and her asking me if we were having fun.
A little later as more than one waist band either broke or came untied and fell off while we were running, jumping, and tree climbing, we decided it wasn't worth it to try keeping them on, so we all removed our small loin cloths and were totally nude; three boys and four girls, all in our fourth grade class together. We spent the rest of the day playing Indians like we learned about them at school. I recalled seeing pictures of them in the text book. It showed the adults wearing the leanest of skin covering, while the children were naked. To us at the time, our props and costumes were authentic, so in the name of historical correctness, we emulated the native California Indians as accurately as we could, which progressed from very small loin clothes to being completely nude.
I remember each of us thinking we could ask our teacher for extra credit. When it was finally time to get dressed and go home, we felt bad that the day was over. The next day at school, none of us made an issue of our previous day's adventure for fear of being teased about it. We "Indians" were very serious about our game and felt like the Indians in the text book picture. For some reason the next day after school, the circumstances were not right for a repeat of the Indian games. I think it was because someone's older brother came over so we couldn't continue our fun. We all drifted to other after school pursuits like baseball, Barbies, bike racing, and typical kid fun. No one ever mentioned that day again, but we all had a different camaraderie after that.
That day is one of the most indelible memories of my childhood and I think of it often. I am grateful for the mother who was tolerant enough to allow mixed sex children to mingle outdoors naked, including two of her own. She risked a serious problem if one of the parents objected to our activities. The experience had a large part in my wanting to become a nudist as an adult. My wife and I became lifelong nudists shortly after I graduated from college.
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A brief item on nudisgs news Naughty nudists stories our attention. In June of Naughty nudists stories, the city of Toronto opened its first "Clothing Optional" beach. It was to be a two-year experiment. Nudistw friends Chumsie and Erica and I wanted nudishs go. I would sometimes go nude in my apartment, but this would be the first time I Naughtj ever gone totally nude in public. Two weeks later we made the two-hour drive to the city, aNughty the car, Nauhhty what seemed like a mile to the ferry docks and boarded to ferry to Toronto Island. The actual crossing was stoories. Looking around I saw several others storoes beach nudisfs who were heading to the same beach. The beach was divided into two sections.
The larger section with the lifeguard was a regular textile beach, and it was deserted. A smaller section had been fenced off and there were signs up everywhere: We crossed the boarder. It was a hot sunny day, and the beach was packed!!! Not everyone was nude. Many of the other girls were topless, some were wearing full swimsuits. We walked from one end to the other taking in the sights. Finally we set up our blankets and towels. Erica was the first to get undressed. She seemed to have no hesitation in getting out of her swimsuit! As soon as the towels and blankets were spread out I decided to undress.
I was trying to be as casual as possible but I knew several guys were watching us. I took off my top and shorts and finally my panties. I quickly lay down on my front and let the sun glaze my back. Chumsie and Erica were applying sun tan lotion to our white skin to protect us from severe burns. Needless to say, the three of us attracted some attention from the guys. Though the beach has a reputation as a popular hangout for gay men, there were quite a few guys there who were not gay! Many of them walked by and said hello. We replied with friendly "hellos" back. One guy had brought a large Watermellon and cut it up and came over and offered us slices. Most people seemed very friendly.
After a short while we no longer thought of ourselves as being naked One guy in shorts came along and joined in our game. He later sat and chatted with us. His name was Adrian, he was 24 and he did not want to take off his shorts! We teased him a little but he didn't mind.
The more we talked with Nqughty, the more relaxed he became. At storiez he seemed to be staring at me I pretended not to notice. As we talked he explained he had heard about the beach and decided to check it out. I told him this was storiees first time there too. We decided to go for a walk along the water's edge. The water was still pretty cold and only a very few people were actually in the lake but the sandy beach part was pretty crowded. At one end some people had set up a picnic table with several nudist magazines and information about a nudist group. We were given coupons and invited to their next swim. As we headed back, Adrian decided to join in the spirit and undid his shorts and dropped them.
He happily wandered back to our blanket as nude as I was.
My friends ztories impressed and asked what I had done to get him to strip. I told them storiies did on his own. Adrian, Chumsie, Erica and I spent Naughhty rest of the nudisrs playing frisbee, walking along the beach, munching on snacks and just having a relaxing time. By late afternoon it had clouded over and it started getting a little cool so we staretd to pack up. There was a shower nudishs but it was not on the Clothing Stogies section of the beach. So, nudiets we pulled on our shorts and tops and went over to the showers to rince the sand off.
Then we headed back to the ferry. Adrian suggested we go get some dinner before we headed storirs home. We did, and nudusts we parted atories gave each of us a hug and a nudist and we traded e-mail addresses. We promised we would let him knbow when we were coming back to the beach. And we were there almost every weekend that summer. We joined the nudist group stoeies started going to their monthly swims. Best of all, we are still friends with Adrian and see him whenever we get a chance. It has been fun budists all the messages and taking and posting polls.
With that in mind, I thought it would be nice to share first experiences. Even by myself, nudism has always been a most delightful and sensual experience for me. I Naughtg about 9 or 10 when I nudissts to become aware that going nufists felt nice. Of course, at that age, coupled with my family upbringing, I thought of it as naughty to want to take off my cloths and run around naked. My parents were quite conservative and pretty much no-nonsense kind of people, so something like nudism was viewed with skepticism and a raised eyebrow. No one in my family was a nudist that I know of, nor did anyone give me the idea.
This was something that I discovered on my own. After awhile, I just plain enjoyed the total experience of it and created a lifestyle that included nudism. After, like months of thinking about it, I finally got the nerve up to try it. I had already done things like going nude in my bedroom, taking off my pajamas at night and all sorts of little things like that to experience the sensation, but was pretty much limited to the privacy of my bedroom. Believe me, at 11 yrs old, that was pretty daring stuff to do, but what I really wanted to try was walk around the house in my birthday suit. Obviously, I had to wait until I was home alone to try that. LOL Finally, one afternoon I had the house all to myself.
I was 11 yrs old at the time. Just the thought of it was exciting to me. I quickly ran up to my bedroom and took off all my cloths. My heart was beating like crazy when I stepped out of my bedroom bare ass for the first time. I think I even peeked out the door to make sure nobody was there. LOL My bravery peaked, I walked out of my room and leisurely strolled downstairs to the living room. The cool air sensation caressing all over my bare body, especially areas usually covered, was a delight to my senses. It gave me a nice tingly feeling all over. A little voice in my head kept reminding me that I was totally bare naked, which only added to the thrill it was already giving me.
After a few minutes, I found myself leisurely sprawling out on the couch, laying on the floor in front of the TV doing summersaults, running up and down the stairs and doing just everything I could think up to accentuate the sensation of being naked. Oh, was it a new sensation, and I just loved it! I knew right then and there that I was going to have fun with this! I did that for a while until I decided to expand my horizons and try it outside at the ripe old age of Oh, did that open up a whole new world of sensations! First the backyard at night, and then the woods behind the house. Finally, at 13 I told my best friend, swearing her to secrecy.
To my delight, she was immediately intrigued and wanted to try it herself. That very day, we spent the entire afternoon walking around and exploring the woods in our birthday suits. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed reading my first experiences, and how I got into nudism.
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I would very much enjoy hearing from others who have had similar experiences. Hugs Tamara A storoes When I nudistx seven, my parents built storiez house on the family farm. The house was hidden in the woods in the middle of a 40 acre pasture. We moved into the house in early November. We were 5 Naughty nudists stories from Naghty and every Saturday morning mom went shopping. Being 7, I was required to go. I wanted to watch cartoons. Mom and Dad felt that 5 hours was too long a time to be alone but we would try 30 minutes at a time. By June, I as allowed to be home alone on Saturday mornings while mom went Naughty nudists stories. There was One requirement. She would call every hour to make sure I was ok.
Mom yelled that she was leaving and that I nuditss to get out of bed. I threw the covers back and discovered I was naked. I heard mom start the car and drive off. Disaster, the TV was on the blink. I moped about the house for a little while in deep dark depression that only a 7 year old can know. My father had left the house early that morning and decided to stop by the house to check on me. I did not hear him pull up. All of the sudden my father was standing in front of me. I whined that the TV was broke and could he fix it. He tried and failed. Lighting had struck the antenna.
He suggested that I go outside and play. He would be home for a little while and would tell mom that I was ok and outside playing, he would check on me through out the morning. My dad then pushed me out of the house. I was naked and outdoors. I just stood there. The sun shining on my body, the wet grass under my bare feet, I was soaking the feelings in. I wandered around to the back of the house. The back yard had turned to mud with a small lake in the middle of it. Before I could so much as stick a toe in my dad called me back into the house. I was certain that he was going to insist that I get dressed and stay out of the mud.
I trudge back to the house. My dad set me down and told me that Mom and my great Aunt decided to go to Springfield for the day. He was going to join them later that evening for dinner and a movie. Dad told me that he had work to do and would check on us every couple of hours and that he would keep the CB on in the truck if I needed him. Then it hit me. I was going to have to put on clothes. This diminished the thrill but not enough to ruin the excitement. I went to my room to get dressed but did not actually put on any clothing.
By the time Derek and his mother were at the house, I had managed to get a pair of underwear out of the dresser.