Nudism & Women
There's A First Time For Everything
THE FIRST TIME CAN BE A LITTLE TRAUMATIC. THEN IT BECOMES WONDERFUL.
"There's a first time for everything." If we're to evolve and
prosper in this world we have to exercise this maxim often. Most
times this doesn't involve trauma or risk, as it's just part of
growing up and being human. For example, your first public speaking
engagement can tie you in a knot, but once that bridge is crossed,
it hardly registers thereafter in your memory. Big deal.
But there are other "firsts" you never forget, like the first time I let a boy touch my breasts I found I genuinely liked permitting this. The lead up was indeed traumatic, but the fear was soon dissolved in a biochemical/electric fire that produced an excitement I'd never felt before. In the scheme of things, especially in view of what was to follow in life, you wouldn't think much of it as an experience, but you would be wrong. In that single moment, when I transitioned from innocent schoolgirl to "fallen woman" (girls do feel that way over their slightest breaches of moral etiquette), that "first" meant everything afterward in my life would be viewed from this new perch of womanhood. It was a transition point. I also had new reasons to lock my bedroom door as I dealt with the after effects.
Once a girl's breasts have been fondled (in a good way), new "firsts" follow in quick succession, and with a certain hungry eagerness. Then before you know it, you've graduated from college and gotten your first job, and your heart has been broken more than you like to remember. You've "fallen" many times over with a fair share of boys and men. Love is old hat, so is its demise. And sadly, the spark of "first times" with new men grows ever dimmer as you age (and I'm only thirty-three!).
Which brings me to today's subject: Every time you step out naked
on a nude beach it's as if it's for the first time. You never lose
the excitement of being exposed in that way. It may be demeaned by
some and called "exhibitionistic," and maybe it is, but evolution
depends on it. The Animal Kingdom is rampant with showry displays
intended to attract mates and we, of course, are part of that
kingdom. Attracting mates is what we do. A woman dressing up and
putting on make-up is a good example. When you're young, why bother
otherwise? (When you're older, you do it for other women.).
The first time I removed my top on a nudist beach, I felt the same electrical fire that being fondled for the first time produced. Of course, no one was touching me, but I immediately felt the attention I was getting. If I hadn't received it I would have been disappointed.
"I Want Men To See Me Naked..."
Within a few hours I removed the bottoms, just scouted them down
my legs and laid back and felt the breeze over my pubic area. It was
lovely. When I propped myself up on my elbows I noticed I was being
noticed anew, and it felt good. So yes, I want men to look at me,
naked or not. When I'm naked it's that much more reassuring. It's
the real me.
The first thing I do now on a nudist beach is strip, toss my stuff on my towel or beach chair, and go for a dip. Maybe it's a cleansing ritual (nudist hygiene is quite another topic). I do feel the eyes watching me, and it does fill me with excitement. I notice every camera click (these days if you're a woman on a nude beach, expect to be photographed). I'll smile if I see someone taking my picture. I never act annoyed. I still exercise some modesty. I don't lie spread eagled, I bend my knees when reaching for something while standing up. It doesn't mean every bit of me isn't on view at some point, but I'm not deliberate about displaying every nook and cranny either.
I live within walking distance of a very friendly, sanctioned nude beach in South Florida. The retired men that seem to hang out there every day are a hoot. I'm pleased to let them have the enjoyment of seeing me nude. They're always flirty and call me "doll" and make off-color jokes but they're harmless. And every time I arrive on the beach (a couple times a week in summer), it's as if I'm doing it for the first time, every single time. The attention never wanes either. Shelby.
PHOTOS: HAULOVER BEACH GALLERIES (REBO); TEXT: NUDIST BARE SHELBY