My partner and I planned to spend a day walking in the country park which runs along the coast from Hastings

(Sussex, England) to Petts Amount where there’s a beach with the remains of a petrified forest.
Knowing that my wife wouldn’t manage to resist paddling in the sea when pussy beach reached the shore I had packaged towels in a rucksack together with our lunch.
Nearly as soon as we approached Hastings in our auto the sun came out as though to make a mockery of the weather forecast of a warm but cloudy day. We’d walked far before it was really quite hot. There are coves at the bottom of the cliffs but we generally avoided the steep ascent required to reach them (they are now inaccessible as coastal erosion has made the cliffs dangerous). However my wife could see the sea and wanted to reach it! We followed a route which seemed to be leading in the right course and this brought us to the very top of a wooden staircase. However there was a sign which warned that on the shores one might see naturists … My wife said it was a shame to turn back now.
Fully being a hot day there was quite numerous people already in the cove. One end was clearly a suntrap and was crowded – primarily with naturists as far as we could tell from a distance. We made our approach to a less crowded area and put down our towels to make the pebbles more comfortable to sit on while we ate our lunch. I took off my teeshirt and my wife surveyed the beach. She said it was a pity we had come unprepared but did I think her underwear would look like a bikini. I said that her knickers would probably pass but I wasn’t certain about her bra. She agreed and quickly took off her skirt. After stopping she subsequently took off her blouse and her bra. On vacation in France she had frequently gone topless so this wasn’t particularly surprising. I don’t normally wear anything under shorts so I asked her if she minded if took off my shorts since it was so hot, She said that was OK so we sat and ate our lunch with me naked and her wearing only her knickers.
After lunch my wife began to get restless. The sea was calling … It was noticeable that at our end of the shore quite a lot of girls who sunbathed topless put on their tops to walk down to the sea to swim; equally women and men who were sunbathing nude replaced their costumes before walking to the ocean. My wife then took off her knickers and inquired if I wanted to really go in for a swim.

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She said she’d have to maintain her knickers dry as she could not walk back up the stairs in a skirt without wearing http://spynudism.net . Walking down that beach hand in hand with my beautiful nude wife is just one of my happiest and proudest memories. After swimming we sunbathed some more and then after another swim it was time to carry on our walk. That was our first visit to a clothing optional beach.
We’d previously visited on a few occasions a spa using a sauna where costumes weren’t worn so this was not a instance of the first time naked in public but it was the first time outdoors. Since then we have seen French clothing optional beaches but my wife prefers to put on a bikini (or at least the bottom) while I typically go naked. On one occasion we had gone out on a dull day and been surprised when it turned hot and again my wife had stripped happily as it was the only way she’d be able to swim. I do not understand why she prefers to wear a costume but I treasure the memory of that day in Fairlight Cove.

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