My
First Nudist Experience
Hedonism II
Here is a fun way to tell
you how I got through my first
nudist experience and the beginning of Nudewear.com.
The Naked Trial Run - July, 1997
I get up in
the morning to take a nude trial run on the beach (really just a walk).
It's about 7:30am and I head down to beach where they have that line
in the sand. You know that line? You cross the line means dropping it
all. Not as dangerous as the demarcation line with North Korea, but to
some just as frightening. I figure if I do this now I'll be better
prepared to take the nude plunge with a crowd of nakedness
around me if the opportunity presents itself later on. I know for those veteran nudists out there I may be making
too much of this but one day I will look back and have a good laugh as
well. Like right now. I proceed across the line
into the naked depths of Hedonism II.
The Nude Beach
There is no
one around and my plan is working out fine. I
continue to walk along the nude beach feeling the sand between my toes
and adjusting my stride with my lower half hearing freedoms ring. After
working out some minor details and getting the rest of me in sync I am well on my way.
I follow the
sand around to the end as it hooks into a rocky path facing the aqua
blue water. Call me Aquaman! I lift my arms in a triumphant
sign of accomplishment and drop all my clothing on the ground. I have good posture,
chest out, among other things and really feel what it's all about.
I own the beach. Then I start to get a little
philosophical and all I could think of is that song by Bob Dylan:
"The answer my friend is blowing in the wind, the a-n-s-w-e-r is
b-l-o-w-i-n-g in the wind". This is pretty cool right about now until, uh oh, a woman walks out of nowhere onto the beach
(nude, of course), and into the water. Now she owns the beach. How will
I handle this situation - I align myself with all those Heisman trophy
winners as I assume the position while the woman takes her swim then
walks out of the water and out of sight. I can finally put my trophy down
and I own the beach once again. I did it! I walk back across the
beach along the water and experience the sea breeze. Talk about a blow
job. I could stay here for a while longer. I'm not surprised to hear all these innuendos run rampant at these
destinations. I have the rest of my vacation to do this again, this time with real
nude people. I'm ready! What could possibly happen next?
After The Naked Trial Run
After I
take my trial run I have a celebratory breakfast and then go over to the
regular side of the beach where I am just hanging out inside my bathing suit
(sounds weird to say that now) with many others I just met. We are all in the water on
those floats with all the little holes in them. It looks like one giant
drink holder. This comes in very handy. Everyone is laughing and after
basically the whole day of drinking rum punch or whatever it is they
water down, we are all ready to try our luck at the nude pool. Without thinking too much
about it, I find myself heading over with everyone else. My
nervous energy kicks in and the adrenaline is such a rush as well as my
buzz from all the rum.
I find it is a most relaxing time
with some of the most stress free people I have ever met. I can get used
to this! I do have a conversation with someone in the nude pool and also
have
lunch by the nude grill. And there is the wet (nude) bar that is just awesome! I can
swim right up and order a drink. hmmm. What a pleasure! This is easier than always having to get out of
the pool with things flopping around and such. It's the "such"
part that makes me nervous. The less flopping around
one has to do the better. In all honesty, no one cares
that you get out of the pool. It’s all in your head. Once you
realize this you are well on your way. An experience you will not soon forget.
The one area I need help in is
applying the lotion without getting those red blotches all
over. It's like going sunbathing with a disorderly. The one thing I'm nervous about
is peeling. A guy like me can’t afford to lose
anymore girth than he already has to. I'd like to leave this discussion
for another time.
The Naked Conclusion
You can't faked, when you're naked! Hence, I started a website with humorous nudist
t-shirts and have been expanding it ever
since. Nudists are everyday
people who like to do everyday things, they just do it wearing a
little less. It just might be a little drafty at their end.
Webmaster Jay
Nudewear.com
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