and was attempting to determine between Byron Bay and Port Stephens and was discussing both options using a number of work collegues and eventually my manager. He told me he’d be holidaying in Port Stephens and was full of recommendations so I continued my research and found that Byron Bay was going to be overly pricey and continued the discussions with my boss about Port Stephens.
He explained he’d be spending most of his time at Samurai Beach, and that it’d good surf and an extremely friendly bunch. So on this particular information I researched Samurai Beach and discovered it was a legal clothing optional beach.
I eventually booked some accommodation and when I told him this I said, So, Ill manage to go to the nude beach with you and also your family, wont I.
He shut his office door and we had a long conversion about naturism, and that this wasn’t a topic for general distribution at work. He also surprised me by inviting me and a friend to travel with his family Samurai Beach prior to the summer holidays and see if naturism was for me.
After a conversation with my best friend, we agreed this was a good thought and have set a date for early November.
But my first time came a lot quicker 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 investigating 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 beach in order that afternoon I began on the beach in a set of gym shorts and top. After fifteen minutes, I realised that I was out of place with that amount of clothes on as it seemed 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 short pants it looked strange wearing so little in front of my manager (he was wearing his Speedos) but he appeared to not even notice, which actually made me more comfortable.
That was the Sunday and we worked solidly until the following Friday which we had away in preparation to work the weekend. As I said he’d arranged for the two of us to borrow a boat and do some exploration 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’d cleared the marina he was down to his Speedos, and suggested that I could strip down if I desired. I told him if he wanted to go bare, I didnt mind so as we cleared the harbour and passed the last house he was bare at the wheel and I was wearing just my thong. We sailed on for an hour before we pulled up in the leeward of a beautiful white sand island inside a coral lagoon.
As my manager set the anchor I decided it was now or never and I slipped out of my thong.
Aside from the two of us there wasn’t another soul to be seen we spent the morning snorkelling (bare), sunbaking (naked), eating (naked). I dont now why but the feeling of the water along with the sun on my body was family nudists pictures than it had been a few days before when I was wearing only a little more.
Only after eleven another boat arrived and dropped four couples and six teenaged children at the shore before the boat disappeared, presumably back to Noumea. After they had set up camp of a few umbrellas and towels on the sand, the adults stripped off fully – soon followed by the adolescents. I was astounded to see teenaged boys and girls naked in front of each other, and in front of their parents, and mentioned this to my manager.
We then had a long conversation about naturism and the way that it crosses all age groups and after all I was only several years older than these children. Then he suggested we should swim in and say hello and have a chat. This looked like a big measure to be naked in front of strangers but he convinced me into the water and onto the beach.
After a string of Bonjours and apologies for http://nudismgirls.com fell into conversation and were offered drinks and an invitation to remain for lunch. We bought the boat into the shallows and spent the rest of the day with our new friends.
All up we spent seven hours nude that day and I believe it was one of the very satisfying days of my own life. I was quite surprised by the generosity and friendliness of the folks and the easy with which the children interacted. I found the youngest was 13 and the eldest 18 but there was a constant rapport among them. It was clear that naturism was worth exploring.