"I was a little nervous, but I noticed 3 people walking towards me in beach wear, so I figured that I should keep my shorts on, but I was uncomfortably warm, so I took off my t-shirt.
I started to wander along, past the sign. I could see nudies in the sea to my left, but to my right, there were 4 or 5 couples, laid side by side, enjoying the sun, all completely naked.
One guy was gently stroking the inner thigh of his girlfriend, but that was all. I looked straight forward, but kept looking around. I would lay eyes on a woman's pussy, her breasts laid out, nipples peeking to the sun. Some were completely shaven, some were untrimmed, and some were ever so neat. I wouldn't let my eyes linger, or stare. There was no need. Most were oblivious of me, but some people would also casually glance towards me.
I decided that I would walk to the far end of the naturist area and then I might take off my shorts, if I felt okay.
I must at this point say that no women spread their legs and no couples beckoned me over. It certainly wasn't a "pervs paradise". Everyone was clearly just enjoying being naked.
Then I looked up towards the sand dunes on my right. I'd heard about the "meerkats". The sight was, to be honest, amusing. All along the tops of the high sand dunes were naked guys, all looking round, holding their hands above their eyes, as though they were scouting for "action". I was laughing to myself. Then I spotted one guy who was wearing khaki and observing through binoculars.
Aah, I reckon he must be a "patrol". Perhaps from the council or something, watching out for bad people doing bad things in the dunes. As I walked a little further, I realised that he was starkers from the waist down and, yes, he was playing with Percy!. Hmmm. Some Patrol... NOT.
Anyway, By now, I was feeling the benefit of taking off my T-shirt. The air was comfortable and my chest & shoulders were feeling warm in the sun.
I was still feeling uncomfortable though. All around me were naked bodies, everyone, except me. I felt odd, out of place. I found an area not too close to anyone else.
I laid down my T-shirt, I sat down and untied the string inside my shorts. Awkwardly, I shuffled about, taking my shorts off. I stood up, then bent down to bundle my shorts and t-shirt together, to make them easy to carry. Holy Shit, I'd just shown my ass hole to a nearby couple! Were they bothered? Nah. Were they looking? Nah.
I stood up, looked around, all of a sudden, I felt somehow comfortable. The gentle breeze was wafting around my buttocks, the uncomfortable, sweaty feeling had gone. I'd not developed a stiffy, infact, if anything, I'd shrivelled a bit more. I've always been a grower rather than a shower.
So, what do I do next?...."
Do what all the single men do , become a meerkat and hide in the bushes |
