Simon had told Ruth that he was going to assist her in newfound freedoms by taking her to a local beach, a beach where nudity was the norm. With a little unease but confident that Simon would take care of her, she reluctantly, but with a thrill in her heart agreed and they made it a date for the following week.
After Simon had left, Ruth’s worries started to kick in. She wondered if she had been a little hasty in agreeing to such a venture. Her mind was in a mess, wanting to do it, but feeling afraid to do something that was so, so out of her usual comfort zone.
The night before they were due to go to the beach, Simon called and told Ruth to wear a loose-fitting summer dress with nothing underneath. This caused her to once again question whether or not she should cancel the beach trip. She told Simon that she was not ready for that yet, nor was she sure that she would be able to go naked on the beach. Simon assured her that that was fine, telling her to take things at her own pace, there would be no pressure for her to do anything she did not feel comfortable with. As a long time naturist Simon knew that it was not for everyone, but that those who tried it usually ended up loving the lifestyle.
Simon picked Ruth up at the appointed time and place, and they set off. It would only take them about forty minutes or so, depending on traffic, to get to their destination. They filled up most of that time listening to music from Simon’s phone that was connected to his car's music system. Simon had sent Ruth some information the previous night about the benefits of the naturist lifestyle, and she thanked him for it saying that it had made her feel a little more at ease.
They finally arrived at the place they would have to park the car, and after doing so they began the mile and a half hike to the naturist area of the beach. Ruth could not help but notice that even before they got there that there were already people enjoying the beach in the nude. She asked Simon, "is this the nude part of the beach?" Simon replied that officially this was what naturists referred to as the part of the beach that belonged to “textiles,” or those that wore bathing suits. However, people tended to be pretty relaxed about the whole thing on this stretch of beach anyway. He told Ruth that they would soon be at the official nudist part of the beach and, in fact, a couple of minutes later, they arrived.
Simon found them a good spot and laid out the towels on the beach. He was soon in his natural state, but Ruth was still not ready to go the whole way. She said so to Simon, who then asked if she was going to at least go topless, and she replied that maybe once she got in the water she might do so. They walked towards the water and Ruth was amazed at Simon’s boldness as he nonchalantly strode forwards and into the sea, his naked body looking good with the sun shining on it, showing off his muscular frame.
After a few minutes in the water, Simon turned around to see that Ruth had actually steeled herself and removed her bikini top, and she was actually enjoying the feel of the warm salt water running freely over her ample puppies, “Bravo,” he said, “that is the first step, now you only have the bikini bottoms to go.” Ruth shrugged her shoulders and decided to do just that, almost falling over in the sea as she manoeuvred them off. She felt as good as Simon had told her that she would. She felt proud that she had been brave enough to do something that went against all that had been instilled into her.
Simon asked her to pass her bathing suit to him which she did. He then proceeded to leave the sea with them and placed it with their bags, on the beach. He returned to where Ruth and she asked him how she would get out of the sea now with no bottoms on, and he cheekily replied, “just as you are.” As Ruth got used to the feeling of swimming naked, she began to see that Simon had not lied when he told her how good it would feel. For the first time in a long time, she felt truly free and strangely at peace with herself.
From her position in the sea, Ruth could see quite a few people naked on the beach. She could see them enjoying themselves as if they did not have a care in the world. Simon had told her that this would be the case. She could see that he had been quite accurate when he told her what the beach would be like. She and Simon were quite a way from the beach, though the water was not too deep as the tide was going out. As there was no one close to them, they engaged in some discreet fondling of each other under the water. Ruth was stroking Simon’s cock as he fingered her hole and even under the saltwater her wetness was noticeable.