The feeling of freedom, not to mention comfort, the fact that it wasn't seen as being perverted, or being judged for my choice, was very liberating, and that was how I became a social nudist.

That was 3 decades ago, and I haven't looked back since. Thank you all for "baring" with me...

So, moment of truth, I took my wet shorts off and throw it at my cousin who had his back turned to me. I remember his raised eyebrow and that "he he" laugh, but other than that, there was no judgmental response from anyone ...

So, while sitting on the beach after swimming, wearing board shorts, I remember I was sitting on a rock behind everyone else and was a bit uncomfortable because I was chafed and had sand in very uncomfortable places ...

I must admit, even though I always enjoyed being naked at home, such overt nudity was a bit of a culture shock, but after a while it became ... Normal ...

With some trepidation we made our way to the main beach, as for myself and the ladies in our company this was our first visit to a nudist beach...

After visiting some of the more popular beaches along the coast to no avail as parking was non existent, we ending up at Sandy Bay, which is an unofficial nudist beach...