The Nude Life

Today’s glorious, brilliant sun, mid-80’s high temperatures and sapphire-blue skies beckoned us out to a local nudist resort for the day, our first of 2008 to enjoy outdoors in wonderful nude freedom and comfort after too long of a chilly and dreary winter.

We enjoyed the company of many of our nudist friends, who were just as eager to be back outdoors and under a warm sun again. It was our club’s first ‘official’ outdoor event of the year, and the weather was absolutely perfect.

Upon arriving in mid-morning and getting out of our clothes, I spent two delightful hours lounging in the morning sun. Others in our party arrived a bit later, and when they did they moderated their time under the sun much more than I did, and so by early afternoon, it was apparent that I had made a typical “nudist noobie” mistake: getting an all-over sunburn. It’s a mild case, but the tenderness is such that putting clothes back on is not at all pleasant, and so off they came again as soon as we got home.

Being a nudist for many years now, I should know better. But the warmth of the sun is so inviting, and the time spent away from such a wonderful feeling made the two hours I laid out seem so brief, that I’m happy to pay the price of a couple of days of tenderness.