This is a gentle tale about self discovery and development. There are no rip roaring sex scenes, just lots of nudity and romance. It's my entry into the Nude Day competition, so if you like it please vote for it. Comments and feedback appreciated x * My name is Dave and I'm a naturist. I was a shy and introverted teenager. By the time I was eighteen th...
All people and places are fictional. All characters are over eighteen. ——————— Cinnamon Sugar Kelsey graduated from high school on a warm June day, along with eighty-five smiling classmates. The ceremony took place on the football field. The auditorium was ready in case of rain, but it was a beautiful early summer day, with wispy clouds and golden s...
Bill had followed her instructions to the letter. It was Friday, and he had checked into the hotel, getting a room with the best view possible. The clerk had a questioning look when he asked for the highest floor possible, and Bill found it necessary to explain it was for the view. Once he got to the room, he got a large bucket of ice and put the wine in t...
"Come and look at this," Sophie called. I was busy loading our camper van. Sophie had set out everything she wanted us to bring, and it was her coffee break, doing some last minute browsing for campsites and places to visit. I put down the box of groceries I was about to load, kissed the top of my wife's beautiful blonde head, and checked the screen of her...
Feedback is welcome. I was sort of tricked into being in a bizarre situation but, to be honest, it was mostly my fault. It all started at the beginning of the summer when still living in Brighton. It was great to be able to go and sit on the beach and relax in the summer sun with a good book, magazine or just our thoughts. We had been to the naturist beach...
Bernard you may remember is the French amateur photographer that Chris and I met in 1989 at the Naturist resort of Agde in the South of France. He took some very sexy nude photos of me and said that a girl is not naked until she has shaved away all of her pubic hair so that when she strips the lips of her cunt are always on show. A sentiment that both Chris...
Julie and I had been travelling up through Yugoslavia from Greece on our way through Italy France and then on to Spain just visiting friends and hanging out on beaches. We had enjoyed being naked on the beaches in Greece when I read in the Rough Guide to Yugoslavia about Koversada a naturist resort with shops and clubs, I suggested to Julie that we had a few...
Julie and I had been travelling up through Yugoslavia from Greece on our way through Italy France and then on to Spain just visiting friends and hanging out on beaches. We had enjoyed being naked on the beaches in Greece when I read in the Rough Guide to Yugoslavia about Koversada a naturist resort with shops and clubs, I suggested to Julie that we had a few...
Tom was just 19 when he moved to London. That was back in the early 1970s. On the basis of a couple of years' experience with a jobbing printer in High Wycombe, he had somehow managed to talk his way into being taken on as a trainee by an advertising agency. Initially, he was going to be working as a sort of dogsbody in the production department, but his ai...
I was looking at the advertisement in the magazine and I was wondering, what is the difference between a naturist club and a nudist club? I had been to a naturist club a few weeks before, and found that it was all people extolling the virtues of social nudity and insisting that naturism is an entirely non-sexual activity. I didn't agree with them, and that...