The summer after my 18th grade I went to the Crimea. My mom and me were sunbathing on a beach. It had been a while since I learnt to swim by then and I dare say I was jolly good at it. We would visit the same place every day, and I was rather keen on going somewhere else, but for the lack of a better option I was swimming alongside the seashore. I would swim quite a distance, and once I reached so far that I saw a rock sticking out of water - I almost instantaneously made up my mind about swimming behind it and seeing what was there.
When I finally got there my eyes fell upon quite a sight - several men and women were sunbathing there completely nude! I had heard about nudism before and thus I was not quite shocked...But as long as I had my bathing suit on I didn't dare to come out of water and watch them, and so I was looking at them from where I were. I had my diving glasses on me, so I pretended to be diving to see the seascape while in fact I was rather much more interested in seeing people who were swimming without their bathing suits and trunks. In point of fact, I had seen naked men before, but now underwater nudity was something more exciting. When I got back to the hotel the impressions of the day would not leave me.
The next day mom stayed in the hotel and I went to the beach accompanied by my friend. I told her about the yesterday's nude beach, and we rushed there for a new share of impressions. On our way there we reached the conformity not to take off our bathing suits, but just to see other people enjoying outdoors naked. Eventually we reached the nude beach and made ourselves comfortable. Our previous observation was that for the people around it was a matter of fact thing to walk around nude, both for men and for women. And no one paid the least attention to one another!
My friend took off the top of her bathing suit, and I, too, was hungry for new sensations...Am I a chicken or not, after all? And it was then that I GOT COMPLETELY NAKED IN FRONT OF EVERYONE. I cannot put into words the impression it conveyed me. It felt as if I were some sort of a star set upon the scene with all the eyes looking at me. but that wasn't nearly all! I went to the water edge and stepped in,, and it was as though waves were caressing me. I don't know what was that feeling about, but I never got to feel anything of that sort while wearing a swimsuit. I managed to relax in water and didn't feel embarrassed anymore - after all, one couldn't see much of my body while I was in waterтАж
But after a while, when I'd had enough of swimming, it was time for me to come out of water, and it was then that I saw that the beach by now was even more crowded than before, and I got that impression that everybody was there lined to see me coming out of water in my birth costume. So I called up my friend and asked her to bring over my swimming trunks because I was kind of embarrassed to come out of water as I were. But she only laughed at me!
Having nothing to do, I pretended I was a supermodel prepared to make her appearance on stage. And with my nose up in the air I made it to the shore absolutely nude in front of all the spectators that were there to see me. Strangely, the audience did not break in applause. I looked at the beachers around me, but none of them seemed to pay no attention to me and just minding their own business. I even felt a wee bit disappointed by that fact...Those were my first impressions of getting suntanned evenly. Now I sunbathe only nude, and I am not put off by the presence of people in swimsuits. If they are there it only goes to show that they admire me and like it all and are just afraid to do it themselves so far.
As for the process of getting suntanned without swimsuit - I cannot even describe the feeling of having your body caressed by the gentle breeze, and what's best - you've got no wet fabric clinging to you after you've bathed. The overall impression is simply TERRIFIC. In fact, for them on could brush away fears and embarrassment and other prejudices.