I wish I really could say that I grew up in a naturist household, spending my summer holidays running round naked

in the sun. But I cant. I was raised in the East Midlands in britain in the 1970s (I was born in 1968), with a totally normal youth. I only ever saw my parents nude once or twice, and I dont think theyve seen me naked since I was about 10.
So, I grew up with all of the ordinary British reservations about showing my body in http://shockintown.com . I think that my first exposure to naturism came on vacation in the south of France with my parents when I was (I believe) about 17 – my last vacation with them before I became a student and then left house. We stayed near Port Grimaud, and one day I chose to see what was on the other side of a big stony breakwater. Imagine my surprise when I saw a beach full of naked folks! Id like to say that I went and stripped off and joined them, but I didnt. Remember, this was a time when I didnt even want my parents to see me without a top on!
Anyway, when I was a student (residing at home), I picked up a copy of Health and Efficiency from a shop that had it as one of its top shelf magazines (a phrase that will no doubt be familiar to British readers, but might be less so to those from foreign. Just keep in http://antinude.com that Playboy is a top shelf magazine!). It was interesting to discover a magazine full of nude photographs of what I came to think of as ordinary people doing regular things not models who seem to be auditioning for a gynaecological textbook. At this time, I also started to spend some time round the house nude when everyone else was out, but this was more from the illegal delight point of view. However, my opinion began to change, and I found that I really loved being naked, and envied people who were able to go on naturist holidays. I did handle some afternoons sunbathing naked in the back garden in a very rare time when my parents were on holiday and my brother was still away at school in a different town.
And that was it for many years. In 1992 or 1993, my girlfriend and I went to stay with a buddy who lived in Poole, on the south shore.

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On the Saturday we went to their local beach for a walk, and my buddy warned us that there clearly was a nudist section. It absolutely was Studland Bay, somewhere I’d heard of in H&E (which I ‘d long ceased buying, largely because I ‘d moved in with my girlfriend). So there I was, walking along Studland, surrounded by nudists, but I didnt dare do anything. I mean, I used to work with my (female) friend (and did again several years later) and couldnt imagine telling her hey, Id love to strip off here. For all I know, her and her husband might have been regulars, but that wasnt going to happen!
My girlfriend and I went back to Studland on our last day as the weather was pleasant, and I somehow plucked up the nerve to indicate to her that we went to the nudist beach since I saw stripping off. She was quite amazed, but agreed on the understanding that she didnt have to. I really loved it, much to her bemusement. I even swam naked in the sea, which was just brilliant (if a little cool).
During the next couple of years, my girlfriend indulged me and we seen Studland once or even twice per year and I likewise stripped off once or twice on a beach in France, but that was pretty much it. For the last 3-4 years nevertheless, we have been on holiday in French cottages, and weve always managed to be distant enough for me (and occasionally my girlfriend) to strip off by the pool. Over the past year or two, I have already been doing a streak of photography lessons (Im a very keen amateur), and the last one, in 2003, was social documentary. I fought for quite a while to think of a theme, and from somewhere deep down I came up with the idea of doing something on naturism. I hunted round the internet and discovered a club in Marlborough (which is about 50 miles from Bristol where I now dwell) who surprisingly enough were agreeable for me to shoot some pictures and encouraged me to come along and see them even though I would be on my own as my girlfriend wouldn’t be joining me.
So, I somewhat nervously went to see them so that they could meet me and I could see what the photographic chances were. They were most welcoming, and I spent a thoroughly agreeable evening swimming and playing badminton in the nude.
There were some delays in getting permission from the sports centre they use, and in the end they said no. By this time, follow ‘d been 2 or 3 times and was getting to appreciate it. So, even though my job was killed off before I ‘d taken any pictures, the club asked me if I liked to join, and I did. I now go along once a month or so, and love it. Theprimary problem is that the team meets on http://thoun.com , and I feel guilty about leaving my girlfriend on her own at home when I go. Id love for her to come as well, but she isnt confident enough at present, although she hasnt ruled out the possibility entirely.
More recently, I have been beginning to think about making contact with one of the clubs not too far from Bristol one that’s its own land so that I could possibly have someplace outdoors to see often.

4 Comments

    Elva Branden

    What a great leggs and ass. Post more from here please!!

    Preston Curboy

    nice tits and nipples,…….very nice flat belly

    bergerard

    She looks and acts so much like my X wife. Except that guy wouldn’t be her hubby.

    unsexless

    I just love a man in a red bathing suit. Too bad you didn’t get a good frontal shot.

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