Young Nudists at Sunsport Gardens Naturist Resort Reveal More Than Bare Asses (NSFW)
We talked about being protective of the young kids she brings to the nude beach, and whether she's more protective there than she would be on a beach with folks in bathing suits. She said she'd be extra watchful either way. She talked about how people just like to dress up sometimes. She, while totally naked, even had her nails painted purple. When I commented on them. She said, "I can't get rid of that!" Though some there judge her for this small vanity, others onsite indulge in plastic surgeries -- there's a range of styles. She's not into judging though, "Whatever you're happy with, that makes you happy, who cares." Sandy's just one cool lady.
After an hour of talking on her porch, we took a short walk back to the main area with the pavilion and the Naturally Nude Cafe. Passing by the all-nude pool, it seemed there were more friendly men than any women, like a lot more. Sandy thinks it's because they don't have limitations on how many single men can be there, and gays are welcome. And many sunning poolside did seem, well, gay.
The under-thirties were covered in body paint, and four of them were playing naked Twister. At one point, someone's asshole faced the FYN photographer, who joked about "not taking that shot!" Twister, a game that's a little scandalous when one's clothed took on a new visual meaning when those entwined were naked. They didn't seem to notice their body parts, like you know, those parts, were touching other of those parts in the flesh. They were just playing the game. In the face of their child-like fun, suddenly, I was the pervert.
Someone was deflating the massive blowup waterside that entertained the group the night before. Friday was both the all ages day and the big bonfire party-time event. I couldn't make it up, but I heard that to the sounds of the Funky Nuggets and Free Like Me, young naturists were intoxicated and making orgy amour in their tents. But I can't say for sure, of course, because I wasn't there. But it seems like I missed out on some of the real fun. Even the Funky Nuggets performed naked, and the ladies in Free Like Me were topless, according to those who enjoyed their sets.
Past the volleyball courts, there was a tent city, complete with a stage. It all seemed sort of innocent in the daylight. A pariah, I was nervous to head over to the young naturists. I'm only 33, but I still felt like a lech. After watching a hoop class, I walked past Morley hitting a ball over a net (apparently volleyball huge amongst the nudists?), trying to find a first-timer to grill. But instead, I found a cluster of old clothing-less dogs who were happy to talk to me. One girl, Annette, thought I wrote for the "Nude Times."
We plopped our, mostly naked, asses on a picnic bench and, well, let it all hang out.