Last summer I pass to go to San Diego on a business stumbled, and quite by chance (yes, circumstantially!) I misstep across a nude beach of San Onofre.
It was in the morning, and there were scarcely more than a dozen of people, men, women and children, family nudist… first I had walked by but then I turned back. I thought-provoking to do what had always been spinning round in my head. I had only a cocktail dress, scanty and carpet on, and no bra.
To make a long story short, I removed my dress and stayed with my panties on. I place myself by the very border of the nude beach so that I was rather with them and sort of by myself. Nobody pays any attention to me. Little by little I am crossing my heart and starting to remove my panties – nude beach picture.
There is only one thing throb in my brain: dear me, now I am absolutely nude! Sitting there with … More
