So how did your second time compare to your first?
I loved the fact that I could walk onto a nudist beach and confidently strip off no matter who was there but it didn't have quite the same zing to it as the first time.
It was quite exciting too to go naked for the first time in public in a non beach situation. I went to a clothes optional event at some gardens near where I live. It seemed so strange taking everything off right next to where there was a lady selling cups of tea but nevertheless, it was still a wonderful moment in my life.
If we were meant to be nude, we would have been born that way.
I actually enjoy anytime I strip, both at home and at beaches/resorts. It is a great feeling, he sense of freedom.
Ciao ciao Alex
So how did your second time compare to your first?
I loved the fact that I could walk onto a nudist beach and confidently strip off no matter who was there but it didn't have quite the same zing to it as the first time.
That 'zing' is terror, though, Turnce.
You imagine everyone is looking at you. Few, if any, ever are. They're too wrapped up in enjoying themselves to care about your or my pale bods. Still, it never feels like that first time.
I'd guess most people are in that Phase 1, "I'll slip off my trunks/bikini bottoms and lie face down first" mode the first time and it's often done rather coyly.
And then there's Phase 2. Sitting upright, knees tucked up against chin to hide as much of the 'private parts' as possible.
Phase 3. The legs are outstretched "You can see me now. Hey! None of you are looking!"
Phase 4. "I shall now walk to the sea, looking as nonchalant as possible. Phew! Made it!"
Phase 5. "I shall now run back from the sea. I may even have carried a towel to the water's edge in order to cover as much of my front bits while pretending to dry myself".
Phase 6. "I'm a fully fledged nudist now. I've seen everything, everyone has seen me. No one laughed, pointed or cared."
After that, there are some new, nude experiences for which there's still a 'first time' -shopping in a supermarket, for example, feels weird when nude- but that first 'terror' has gone. It's all so 'normal' after the first hour or so. Next thing you know, you're walking to the shop, talking to clothed receptionists, talking a morning stroll for a mile on a beach. Completely normal.
I'd agree the second time doesn't have that 'terror excitement' because you know what to expect.
What about the first time at a swim or a club, the first time somebody will be talking to you :o, were do you look :-/, were will they look :-?. Then you learn the most interesting part of any body is the face. 😎
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Wow, I agree with Ellie even if I never went naked to a shop yet. In that case I would still feel terrorized, but not about being naked but only about the fact if I may get an erection, touching or feeling something with my private oarts. That reassy scares me....
Ciao ciao Alex
Oh you're always worrying about that Alex. Perhaps there's something we could put in your tea?! Set your mind on Italy's sad plight in the Euro 2008 football tournament and it'll soon go away.
;D
If we were meant to be nude, we would have been born that way.
You are too bad with me Turnce LOL.
Maybe that solution may really work along with holding the breath deep in! I will try tonight but I am wondering where Enhland is in this tournament???? Maybe an italuan man will make you shine again....
Anyway, I was wondering - like usual - how many males do have my same feeling and avoid public nudity because ashamed about a possible size change.
I want to see if there are old posts about this topic.
Chhers
Ciao ciao Alex
I am wondering where Enhland is in this tournament????
I expect the England players are all sunning themselves on a beach somewhere in Italy . . . burning their feet on the hot sand and worrying about their erections . . . or should that be the other way round?
Anyway, I was wondering - like usual - how many males do have my same feeling and avoid public nudity because ashamed about a possible size change.
I suppose it could happen but I try not to think about it and it doesn't happen . . . not that anyone has noticed!
If we were meant to be nude, we would have been born that way.