Not long ago my wife and myself, another couple and a female friend of my wife?s went to spend a long holyday at a beach house in a rather hot and humid country. It was early in the evening. The Sun had completely set and it was beginning to get dark. There was no moon, but lots of stars and a warm ocean. So I announced that to me the conditions were given and perfect for a skinny dip swim. Of course, I asked if anybody would want to come along with me?
"Are you crazy? How can you suggest that? Well, if you enjoy it so much, go ahead and do it."
So I went to a private room, got naked and grabbed a towel which I used to walk through the house and to walk to the seashore ?decently? covered.
I even walked a few yards away from the direction of the house and simply let the towel on the shore and got myself into the warm waters of that late Summer night. The feeling was great. Something very special.
Not even 5 minutes had elapsed when I noticed that they were all coming to the beach, of course, totally dressed, but especially the women (not my wife) were using the flashlights to spot me in the water.
?Swim actively!? I could hear the women saying, and laughing.
My swimming went on for several minutes, probably close to one full hour. They were simply sitting on the shore, waiting for me to get out.
So I decided to discreetly get out of the water by walking to the spot where I had left my towel. And guess what? The towel wasn?t there! My wife?s friends had picked it up and had hidden it somewhere around them.
I warned them that I was going to walk toward them to get the towel and all they did is start pointing their flashlights at me! They were laughing and apparently enjoying my nakedness. I mean, I am a fair man, no belly but no muscle and a regular size penis. Nothing special. An average male of the species.
But the women, including my wife, were simply enjoying the whole experience, while I was sitting in the middle of the group, on a little chair noticing how they were actively watching my nakedness.
The only other male in the group finally handed me the hidden towel and that part of the fun was over for that night.
Why didn?t they all proceed to swimming naked along with me on such a great night? Would anybody doubt that that was exactly what they felt like doing, but simply didn?t do it because they felt insecure of a decision in that direction?
Deep down, the sincere person inside every single social or cultural ?educated? human being, desires that feeling of freedom and to merge with Nature that nudity offers.
"Are you crazy? How can you suggest that? Well, if you enjoy it so much, go ahead and do it."
So I went to a private room, got naked and grabbed a towel which I used to walk through the house and to walk to the seashore ?decently? covered.
I even walked a few yards away from the direction of the house and simply let the towel on the shore and got myself into the warm waters of that late Summer night. The feeling was great. Something very special.
Not even 5 minutes had elapsed when I noticed that they were all coming to the beach, of course, totally dressed, but especially the women (not my wife) were using the flashlights to spot me in the water.
?Swim actively!? I could hear the women saying, and laughing.
My swimming went on for several minutes, probably close to one full hour. They were simply sitting on the shore, waiting for me to get out.
So I decided to discreetly get out of the water by walking to the spot where I had left my towel. And guess what? The towel wasn?t there! My wife?s friends had picked it up and had hidden it somewhere around them.
I warned them that I was going to walk toward them to get the towel and all they did is start pointing their flashlights at me! They were laughing and apparently enjoying my nakedness. I mean, I am a fair man, no belly but no muscle and a regular size penis. Nothing special. An average male of the species.
But the women, including my wife, were simply enjoying the whole experience, while I was sitting in the middle of the group, on a little chair noticing how they were actively watching my nakedness.
The only other male in the group finally handed me the hidden towel and that part of the fun was over for that night.
Why didn?t they all proceed to swimming naked along with me on such a great night? Would anybody doubt that that was exactly what they felt like doing, but simply didn?t do it because they felt insecure of a decision in that direction?
Deep down, the sincere person inside every single social or cultural ?educated? human being, desires that feeling of freedom and to merge with Nature that nudity offers.
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