'My Friends Took Their Clothes Off!' Comic + More

[PureNudism.com Comic]( [Thanks For The Laugh, Mate!]( Click above to Praise The Artist! Username: {NAME} User-ID: 228091345 Secure Login: [( My Friends Took Their Clothes Off at the Beach 3 minute read time ★ We were young Americans, studying abroad. Impressionable third-year undergrad students who, for the most part, had never left American soil. But we were to spend a whole year in the City of Lights, studying French language, literature, art and everything else French. But before we could do that, they thought we should take a baby step first – the big city could be too much of a shock for small-town rubes such as ourselves. We were to spend one month in the countryside on a coastal beach town, a formerly a glitzy resort town, now more of a family and honeymoon destination. We were put in with host families who, for a none-too-modest fee, would put us up, feed us, acclimatize us to the French tongue. [Learn About Naturism!]( [See What's Waiting For You!]( [#1 Naturist Destination!]( Françoise was the matronly host mother, and Jean-Paul the avuncular, resident man-child who delighted in eliciting the Marge Simpson growls of disapproval from his wife with risqué jokes and devil-may-care attitude. We had classes in the morning, then group work in the afternoon. There was the beach for everything else. We soon found out that that was pretty much the only game in town– our "cultural" activities, when not going on out-of-town excursions, were limited to appreciation of local sunbathing customs. And that meant nudity. Copious amounts of nudity. Young, old, fat, thin, grandmothers, mothers and their daughters were all bare-breasted. Everywhere. While none of us wanted to be the first to react, I think it was pretty clear that we didn't expect this to be our first culture shock. The boys in the group found this to be quite the unexpected perk. We hit the beach every day, and perfected the "casual glance-over," like ommm, here I am appreciating the beauty of this natural splendor. I don't know how the girls felt, but my roommate and I eventually found good company with two of them, Kalisha and Meg. The former was an exotic beauty with green eyes and light brown skin, and the latter was a big head-banger with piercings and shaved head. I guess we were the cool misfits – we made fun of everything and everyone and became barflies at the local joint. That's where we met Sophie and Juliette, two local girls. Sophie was an elfin blond with big, blue eyes, and Juliette an athletic brunette with curls. To them, we were the big draw, the items of interest, the Americans who came to their sleepy town. Meanwhile, we were the envy of our classmates who dreamed of making friends with locals and practicing their French. So we started hanging out at the beach, all of us together. Sophie went topless, naturally. Juliette wasn't much of a sunbather, and stayed under the umbrella mostly, fully clothed. Kalisha and Meg were not doing as the Romans. But we all got along and reveled in typical young people stuff. I daresay it was heady times – and we might have even gleaned that even then. [18 Years Strong!]( [Join Our Camp!]( One day, I noticed Kalisha and Meg moving away from us, behind us. Juliette was trying to explain to me that she had some kind of a pet, but I didn't know the word she used, so was engrossed in trying to understand ("turtle," it turned out – tortue). So I guess I didn't really notice what they were doing. At some point, maybe even an hour later, I turned. Kalisha and Meg were topless. I opened my mouth, then shut it. I smiled. Kalisha looked at me in the eyes. She gave a half nod. Meg looked uncomfortable. She didn't look at me. I turned back without saying a word. In my mind, I tried to shrug. But my heart was beating wildly – I think the thought that penetrated was, did I just see my friends' breasts?? It shouldn't have been a big deal at all – after all, we'd all gotten used to seeing Sophie topless, and she was our friend. But this was different, I knew. Kalisha and Meg were one of us. Not one of them. After that, we stopped spending time at the beach together. I think Kalisha and Meg probably wanted to sunbathe topless on their own, without judgment from their classmates. I felt a bit ashamed, even though I had not so much as raised an eyebrow. I simply happened to be there, the catalyst to their self-awareness. Time passed, we eventually left for Paris, and I became even better friends with them. But we never talked about that one time when they both bared their breasts to the world, and to me. 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