and was attempting to decide between Byron Bay and Port Stephens and was discussing the two choices with a number of work collegues and eventually my supervisor. He explained he would be holidaying in Port Stephens and was full of recommendations so I continued my research and discovered that Byron Bay was going to be too pricey and continued the conversations with my supervisor about Port Stephens.
He told me he’d be spending the majority of his time at http://nudistsplace.com , and that it’d great surf along with a very friendly crowd. So on this advice I studied Samurai Beach and found it was a legal clothing optional beach.
I eventually booked some accommodation and when I told him this I said, So, Ill manage to go to the nude beach with you as well as your own family, wont I.
He shut his office door and we had a long conversion about naturism, and that this wasn’t a matter for general distribution at work. He also surprised me by encouraging me and a friend to travel with his family Samurai Beach prior to the summer holidays and see if naturism was for me.
After a conversation with my best friend, we agreed this was a good thought and have set a date for early November.
But my first time came a lot faster than beach hunters . Two days after my supervisor and I were assigned to spend two weeks working in New Caledonia and were able to fit in a few days on the beach or out on an associate’s boat exploring family nudist galleries and cays offshore from Noumea.
The day we arrived we went to the beach at Anse Vata on the edge of the capital city of Noumea. I ‘d not expected to spend any time on the shore in order that day I began on the shore in a set of gym shorts and top. After fifteen minutes, I realised that I was out of place with that quantity of clothes on as it seemed every girl on the seashore was wearing no more than a thong even the 14 and 15 yo girls.
So I stripped down to just the thong I was wearing under my short pants it looked odd wearing so little in front of my boss (he was wearing his Speedos) but he appeared to not even detect, which really made me more comfortable.
That was the Sunday and we worked solidly until the following Friday which we’d away in preparation to work the weekend. As I said he’d arranged for the two of us to borrow a boat and do some exploration so at 8:30 we left from Port Moselle in a 24 foot half cottage runabout and headed for Ilt Laregnere.
When we’d cleared the marina he was down to his Speedos, and proposed that I could strip down if I wanted. I told him if he wanted to go naked, I didnt mind so as we cleared the harbour and passed the last house he was nude in the wheel and I was wearing just my thong. We sailed on for an hour before we pulled up in the leeward of a lovely white sand island inside a coral lagoon.
As my boss set the anchor I decided it was now or never and I slipped out of my thong. Apart from the two of us there wasn’t another soul to be seen we spent the morning snorkelling (naked), sunbaking (naked), eating (nude). I dont now why but the feeling of the water along with the sun on my body was so distinct exhilarating than it had been a few days earlier when I was wearing only a bit more.
Only after eleven another boat arrived and dropped nude beach pic and six teen children at the shore before the boat disappeared, presumably back to Noumea. After they’d set up camp of a few umbrellas and towels on the sand, the grownups stripped off entirely – shortly followed by the teens. I was astounded to see teen boys and girls naked in front of each other, and in front of their parents, and mentioned this to my boss.
We then had a long talk about naturism and how it crosses all age groups and after all I was only several years older than these children. Then he proposed we should swim in and say hello and have a chat. This looked like a big measure to be naked in front of strangers but he convinced me into the water and onto the shore.
After a string of Bonjours and apologies for poor French we immediately fell into conversation and were offered drinks and an invitation to remain for lunch. We purchased the boat into the shallows and spent the remaining part of the day with our new buddies.
All up we spent seven hours naked that day and I believe it was among the very satisfying days of my life. I was quite surprised by the generosity and friendliness of the folks along with the simple with which the children socialized. I found the youngest was 13 and the eldest 18 but there was a continuous connection among them. It was evident that naturism was worth exploring.