Well, today, I finally went with the urge to go to a nudist resort. As events proved, what I expected to happen was very different from what actually happened.
Prior to today, I have only seen the female body once, ever, and even that was but a brief glance. So I fully expected to shriek in horror at the sight of nude bodies, especially nude women. Next, I thought, I was going to be deeply torn between keeping my clothes on as a last line of defense and taking them off. Then I would disrobe, and a wonderful spirit of peace and freedom would descend on me. The day would proceed to become a spiritually uplifting, life-changing day.
What actually happened wasn't even close to that. When I saw the people in the nude, I told myself, ok, this is it, here we go. After I parked my car inside the resort, I decided to get it over with and disrobed right away. This surprised me. I really didn't fell that much guilt or lack of nerve, especially since nobody stared at me during this process. What was even more surprising was how everyone was recreating and conversing as if nothing was out of the ordinary. I felt like I was at the neighborhood pool, the only difference being that most people had no clothes on. Something else that I did not expect is that even though I was "looking" at people, I really wasn't staring at all. My guess is that we can see so much of people's bodies when they are in bathing suits, it isn't as if we are seeing that much more when they are off.
The best part of the day, as silly as it sounds, was simply lying on a float in the pool and just bobbing around. It was so relaxing. I loved the way the wind gently caressed my body and how the ripples gently rocked me back and forth, back and forth. I was so lulled that I almost fell asleep a couple times. That, BTW, is a curious compliment to the people there, for I only fall asleep when other people are around if I really trust them. When I go back the place, I'll definitely spend some more time in the pool.
To sum it up, the biggest surprise is how ordinary the experience was. It now makes perfect sense to me why nudism is also called naturism, for it felt quite natural for us not to have any clothes on. Also, as far as I know, I didn't get sunburned!
Edit: I checked, I got a mild sunburn on my chest and abdomen, but it looks like that's it. It felt weird looking at myself in the mirror and not seeing any tan lines! Hee hee!
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