This is my first attempt at a short story and English is not my first language, please be kind 😉
I finally found the courage to go to the nude beach my parents recommended to me.
You see I grew up a naturist, since I was born I spent my summers butt naked in the garden, the pool or on beaches.
And the puberty hit and an unnatural need to cover up appeared.
10 years and a very hot summer day later I tried again with my gay bff. We didn't have bathing suits and were alone in the middle of a lake, so why not?!
Over the years we did it a few times together but usually alone or on a very spare beach.
It felt so familiar and nice but I was still not completely comfortable.
Until last year...
Let's introduce myself, I'm a 34 years old woman, quite chubby, with a nice pair of tits, curly chestnut hair and grey/green eyes.
Another hot summer day arrived, and I thought, ok let's do this, Let's go the nude beach! I love swimming naked and hate tan marks, that's every reasons to do go or so I thought.
I put on a nice over the knee summer dress in which I feel especially good, I went no bra but kept a swimsuit bottom just in case I chickened out.
After an hour drive, I parked gathered my things and I started walking on the sandy path that leads to the nude beach.
It's a pretty long walk under pine trees and bushes. I think I hear voices and laughs behind the later, but keep going without a thought as they seemed far away.
Over the dunes, a beautiful sandy beach spreads for a few kilometres, but right around me are the few hundred meters where being nude is allowed.
I looked around and to find a nice spot, not too close to anyone but not to far to the water, to I set up my towel and sunshade. Then I looked around quickly and start to undress, my heart is pounding faster but I still get completely naked and go straight for a swim.
Ummmm... It feels so nice to have the cold water all over your skin, your breasts and between your legs. I swim for a bit enjoying myself. After a while I go back to my towel feeling the soft breeze of the ocean wind and the warmth of the sun washing over my body. How I missed being naked!
Relishing in the feeling I start scanning around me and discovered that I was one of the only women here alone and that fact didn't go unnoticed.
A few me,n mainly in their 40s were glancing at me and my body.
Surprisingly, instead of feeling self-conscious I started getting horny.
I lounged in the sun changing position, spreading my legs ever so slightly for the stange men to look at. Ok, I thought, I might be a little on the exhibitionism side... and smile to myself.
I started imagining a few scenarios and thinking of some porn I've seen.