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I think it’s time i started telling you, my fabulous readers about my own nude beach experiences. Especially my first one which happened in the land down under over ten years ago.
So basically I went travelling with a few mates from back home but they quickly got bored and decided to travel a few cities ahead. However, I on the other hand had be one really good mates with this lad and girl from the hostel we had stayed at.
They’d been in Australia for over six months and seemed pretty wild. A bit too wild for me? I wasn’t sure. Anyway one afternoon we were having a drink at our hostel when the lad, Ben, went to the toilet. Kirsty whispered these words into my ears…
‘You do know there’s a nude beach nearby don’t you?’ I wasn’t sure if she was being honest but I was intrigued. I didn’t even know they existed fully.
‘I went on my own a few weeks ago… you should come with me next time…’ I felt an immediate swelling in between my legs as the thought of being completely naked filled my brain.
Ben returned with another round of drinks and before I knew it we were tottering behind Kirsty as she led the way. We’d brought a few bottles of beer and wine just in case
‘So have u done this before?’ I asked Ben cagily.
‘No but to be honest I knew it was here n was tempted.’ Was I tempted too? The thought of stripping into front of my friends scared me to be honest but I knew I’d go along with it.
Soon enough, after climbing down some rather dodgy steps and across some scrub land there it was… a beach… filled with naked people.
‘Come on don’t be shy’ shouted Kirsty giggling as she ran towards the sand. In my head, fucking hell just repeated over and over and over until I felt the warm sand underneath my feet.
By this time Kirsty had set out base camp. As I got closer she turned and whipped off her too revealing her womanly breasts with nipples complete with big areolas. How on earth would I stop myself becoming hard looking at her completely naked?
I watched her slide off her bikini bottoms to reveal a tidy triangle of black pubic hair. Trimmed but definitely visible- my favourite kind. Ben and I exchanged knowing glances and smiled.
By now obviously my heart was beating out of my chest.
‘Come on boys, it’s not just me who needs an all over body tan- get moving!’ We immediately did so as if sparked into action by a sexy sergeant major. Ben had no trouble- I looked admiringly between his legs when I saw his swinging member and hoped I’d measure up too.
I remember the adrenaline rush as I revealed myself to the whole beach and lay down. I’d done it. My journey had begun
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