Today Mom brought us to the beach. It was just my sister and her best friend and Kat and I. Maddie and Allie wanted to come, but Mom told them we would all come again later in the week. Mom jokingly said that we would soon have to buy an old school bus if everyone wanted to come all at once. Besides, I need to spend some quality alone time with my bff.
We arrived at our favorite spot and parked the car. The only thing any of us were wearing was a pair of sunglasses. It was a typical weekday and we didn’t have too many beach neighbors, and those were far enough away that they couldn’t make out that we were nude. We all laid out for a while and took turns rubbing each other down with oil. We did a little playing around in the surf, all the while looking out for the occasional beach comber or car driving down the beach. After a while Kat and I both agreed that it would be more relaxing down the beach past the park boundary fence.
So we each grabbed an oversized tee shirt, just in case we needed to cover up. Of course my sister Karen wanted to join us, so the four of us left Mom to guard the car and we started walking down the beach. Once you past the park fence you are in a protected game refuge, where no one can drive and you can count on not seeing many people if any at all.
Once we were out of sight of Moms car I always get this calming feeling of total privacy. I no longer have to worry about looking for anyone, and I can enjoy my nude beach time. It’s just so relaxing to look as far as you can see both up and down the beach, and be the only soul around. And if you pay attention you can see people before they get too close to you, and you have plenty of time to cover up. Granted the beach is not the most beautiful beach I have seen, but the privacy makes up for it.
The sound of the waves and the constant gulf breeze blowing across by body just makes me so happy and care free. We have walked this beach many times and there is a huge uprooted tree laying in the dunes at about the one mile mark from our car. This is where we hang our shirts and just chill out for a while. I bring a small back pack with a few drinks and my tee shirt, and that’s it. Not even a towel.
The girls and I played in the surf and laid out on the sand right at the edge of the waterline, so the waves would gently wash up to us. But with every wave you sink a little, so after a while you have to re adjust. I just don’t know the right words to describe how wonderful and comfortably relaxing it is to spend your day naked on the beach. No wet and clinging bathing suit, no sand caught between your bikini and your skin. I wish everyone could try it.
Kat and I had some much needed bonding time, and my sister and her friend seemed to do the same. We spent a good while there and everyone was relaxed about looking out for people walking up on us. And I guess we got too relaxed, I know I was kind of dozing off at times. Because all of a sudden I heard someone’s voice coming from down the beach. My reflexes kicked in and I immediately sat up and opened my eyes, only to see a figure walking right toward us only a few feet away. It was Mom…thank goodness. She realized that see had surprised us, and jokingly told us all how we should be more careful. We had lost track of time and Mom had walked down to get us, so we could pack up and head home. If it would have been anyone else we all would have been busted, laying butt naked in the sand with our tee shirts about 50 feet away!
We all got up and washed off one last time in the surf. Then we all leisurely strolled back down the beach toward our car, with everyone holding a tee shirt in their hand. As we got closer to the park boundary fence I could tell that no one had parked close to our car since we had left. And with no one else in sight, I decided there was no need to put the tee shirt on. We all arrived at the car and sat down to rest and have a drink before we headed home. After we packed everything up Mom pulled her tee shirt over her head and got behind the wheel and started the car. No one even discussed it, we all just put our towels down on the car seat and sat down for our naked ride home. Mom just feels better driving with something on in case we have to stop for some reason. But the girls and I just keep our shirts close by and enjoy the trip home. I just wish the seat belt strap was made of something softer…lol