crypticsecret777
Planetoid
- Joined
- Oct 13, 2020
The beach front vista was exactly what Manaia needed to secure long-term sobriety. Sipping her traditional cup of Kauai Coffee from the dinning room table, she grounding herself carefully observing the blue sky speckled with clouds, the rolling crests of the waves, and the stark nudity of her new neighbors and beachgoers. She herself was bare naked having slept like that since puberty had hit. She grew to love her independence and freedom which allowed her to sustain a nudist lifestlyle...at least within the walls of her own apartment. Now, however, she could extend that lifestyle beyond the walls. She was pleased by the opportunity and yet mildly anxious about making her first appearance in public today.
She was surprised at how much shew as dragging her feet at leaving the house. For the first time she was debating nudist self-expression without consequences. It was a comical monologue in her mind. As if the internal deliberation was not mic drop worthy, her interior laughter became vocalized as blended creamer and coffee spew from her lips at the sight of her elderly neighbor and widower named Duncan pampering every crease, fold, and cranny with sun tanning lotion. She set her cup down and scrambled to the kitchen for a paper towel, only to find Duncan bent over rubbing down his calves. It was a full moon and Manaia couldn't help but convulse with laughter while at the same time wincing with curious disgust.
"Well, if he can be so bold," she stated, turning her head from his voyeuristic exhibition show and wiping down the table. She glanced back once more to see that Duncan had moved on and felt it was no her time to shine. She rinsed the cup, placed it in the sink, grabbed her beach bag, keys, and sandals and stepped through the front door. The street was quiet and nearly empty. She chuckled once more expecting to have had eyes and heads turned her direction as the newbie on the block. This was the new normal and she would have to assimilate. She locked the door and stepped through the lawn down a little path the previous family had used to get to the beach. She turned Duncan's direction and followed suite..."When in Rome," she muttered turning her attention to the ocean view once again.
Manaia continued down the boardwalk to the formal beach entrance with steps which met the warm and grainy sand. A naked couple passed in front of her, another remind of the casual lifestyle she had hoped to find. She backtracked to what appeared to be shower stalls from where the couple had come. She wasn't sure about cultural norms and if everyone took a shower before traversing the beach, but she thought it might be good to wet her hair down, recalling he had neglected to beautiful herself as she normally would have with makeup and a brush out. Rounding the corner, she heard vocalizations from two individuals, another couple she assumed, and stumbled upon a handsome man assumed to be around her own age and a younger woman, a model of femininity and attractive to the eye.
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry," Manaia expressed with flushed cheeks. She was embarrassed to have almost stumbled into what appeared to be a romantic initiation. She couldn't help but giggle as she covered her eyes with her hand and looked the opposite direction. "I'm new here..." she added truly unsure of what else to say. She was frozen in an awkward desire to respect privacy and a burning need to see both bodies once again. There was no moving, her mind was blank, and it fully dawned on her she was just as naked as they were.
She was surprised at how much shew as dragging her feet at leaving the house. For the first time she was debating nudist self-expression without consequences. It was a comical monologue in her mind. As if the internal deliberation was not mic drop worthy, her interior laughter became vocalized as blended creamer and coffee spew from her lips at the sight of her elderly neighbor and widower named Duncan pampering every crease, fold, and cranny with sun tanning lotion. She set her cup down and scrambled to the kitchen for a paper towel, only to find Duncan bent over rubbing down his calves. It was a full moon and Manaia couldn't help but convulse with laughter while at the same time wincing with curious disgust.
"Well, if he can be so bold," she stated, turning her head from his voyeuristic exhibition show and wiping down the table. She glanced back once more to see that Duncan had moved on and felt it was no her time to shine. She rinsed the cup, placed it in the sink, grabbed her beach bag, keys, and sandals and stepped through the front door. The street was quiet and nearly empty. She chuckled once more expecting to have had eyes and heads turned her direction as the newbie on the block. This was the new normal and she would have to assimilate. She locked the door and stepped through the lawn down a little path the previous family had used to get to the beach. She turned Duncan's direction and followed suite..."When in Rome," she muttered turning her attention to the ocean view once again.
Manaia continued down the boardwalk to the formal beach entrance with steps which met the warm and grainy sand. A naked couple passed in front of her, another remind of the casual lifestyle she had hoped to find. She backtracked to what appeared to be shower stalls from where the couple had come. She wasn't sure about cultural norms and if everyone took a shower before traversing the beach, but she thought it might be good to wet her hair down, recalling he had neglected to beautiful herself as she normally would have with makeup and a brush out. Rounding the corner, she heard vocalizations from two individuals, another couple she assumed, and stumbled upon a handsome man assumed to be around her own age and a younger woman, a model of femininity and attractive to the eye.
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry," Manaia expressed with flushed cheeks. She was embarrassed to have almost stumbled into what appeared to be a romantic initiation. She couldn't help but giggle as she covered her eyes with her hand and looked the opposite direction. "I'm new here..." she added truly unsure of what else to say. She was frozen in an awkward desire to respect privacy and a burning need to see both bodies once again. There was no moving, her mind was blank, and it fully dawned on her she was just as naked as they were.