The sun beat down from a cloudless sky as we left the car. The car park looked out on the sea that seemed to be as smooth as a millpond and you could see others walk along the beach and move to the cliffs merely 600 meters south of us. You could even make out people playing in the water and you licked your lips.
"Scared," I asked.
"Yes, this is my first time you know. I'm not that good looking really."
I laughed and took you into my arms," You will be the most lovely woman there and I think that you will enjoy the experience."
Looking at me with disbelief we gathered our beach gear from the boot of the car and walked onto the loose white sand hot from the sun. We quickly walked to the cooler hard-packed sand and joined the stream of people walking to the beach further down. All too quickly for you we came to a sign that pronounced that from beyond this point there were nude people. I walked on and you stopped there and looked at the sign as though mesmerised.
I turned to you and waited. You took a step forward and it seemed to be the one of the most difficult things that you had ever done but you made the step and walked forward. You felt a pressure lift from you and you realised that you had made the decision to do what I had asked, that you would go nude on a beach with others about you.
As you walked to me you saw the men and women about you and looked at them. You were amazed at the variety her, from the divine beautiful bodies of those who could be models. Others were beer-bellied, fat or old. Yet all seemed so unashamed of their bodies and walked without thought and did what they wanted to do naked. You turned to me and saw that I was stepping out of my shorts to be naked before you, my body though a little padded with fat was tanned fully and without lines of white. I looked at you and you shook your head, not here and so soon it told me. When we stopped and settled. I smiled at you trying to encourage your decision, I was very proud to be with you here and I knew that it had taken much for you to come with me here. I packed my clothes away and picking up the gear we continued down the beach until I found a semi-secluded spot and began to set up the towels.
Now was the point of no return, with one sweep of your arms your t-shirt came over your head leaving you in a navy one-piece that you usually wore. Something that was high cut and showed off your legs well. The neck was medium cut which meant that your cleavage was mostly covered. Your fingers curled under your shoulder straps and you looked about you and though you saw glances from those around us no-one seemed to be overly interested in what we were doing.
With a sharp tug you pulled the cloth down your body exposing your white breasts topped by your brown nipples. You sat down quickly on your towel and pulled off your bathers and covered your body with your hands.