she now is fine with us being nude

nude-family-picturesMy Girlfriend and I have lived together for about 1.5 years and in that time I’ve been chatting with her daughter on facebook and generally working on her. She is also heavy set and did not like her body or nudism. But now after all this time she now is fine with us being nude at home when she and her hubby visit and she is MUCH more comfortable with her body. She has told us that she is even nude at home a lot now and she posts comments on her Facebook page about positive body acceptance and supporting our nudist lifestyle. When it warms up next year, or if they come over for an indoor party by themselves, I plan on suggesting they get comfortable here and not worry about the clothes. But, if she has her sons with her we can’t do that as we can’t be nude around them since their father (her ex) is not ok with it, yet. We’ve been slowly educating the boys about nudism and even put a nude photo of the two of us by our pool on display where they could see it. The photo is very tasteful and while we are fully nude, I’m sitting while Carla stands and no genitals are showing. Anyway, they saw it and mentioned it which gave us the opportunity to further explain that we are nude whenever they are not around and that we are more comfortable with no clothes. We also explained that there was nothing wrong with, nor in seeing our picture. We hope to have them out to soak in the hot tub one day and we plan on having a sign stating that no suits are needed in the tub, which will again get them talking. Then maybe one day they’ll want to go without suits as well, even if we can’t yet. Or we will take them to Orvis hot springs and explain on the way what to expect as it’s clothing optional. We’ll ‘probably’ wear suits to prevent problems with my girlfriends daughters ex but if the boys say it’s ok for us to not wear them, we probably will go without. Anyway, it would be a good way to get them around a larger group of people who mostly soak naked.

So, slowly, we are helping friends and family, as well as strangers, learn to be comfortable with social nudity and hope to expand our efforts in the coming year.

If I could afford it and had the freedom I would like to do much more, almost full time, but for now I’m limited to part time activism. Maybe one day……

Nudists use no clothes

nude-beauty-contestsGlobal warming has entirely changed the climate of the world. This is because of loads of gaseous emissions by our vehicles and industries which spread equally all across the globe and make the natural climate warmer. As a result we need more ice, air conditioners, and cold drinks to keep our body temperature normal in such hot weather.

Why people become nudist?
A huge number of people in liberal societies go nude to save themselves from heat. They spend their daily activities as naked and don’t care about any kind of weird looks over them. They are of the view that this is the only workable solution of the global warming. They don’t say this in frenzy of getting nude but they have strong arguments for this.

Nudists conserve energy
The nudist fraternity all across the globe says that they don’t have to switch on air conditioner to cool them. A normal air conditioner emits chlorofluorocarbon that directly causes ozone depletion and brings on acid rains that is quite harmful for our planet. Ultimately nudists consume less electricity and help reduce another cause of the global warming.

Nudists use no clothes
What nudists wear generally? Obviously nothing. They just carry a bag to keep the most essential items like non-nudists do and go out of home for their routine work. It means they use no clothes. Textile industries are one of the most polluting industries. So nudists make them manufacture a little less and ultimately pollute less.

Less consumption of water by nudists
If we count the environmental benefits of nudism, these are many. Nudists don’t wear clothes so they don’t need laundry at home or from a laundry service. In this way they help save lot of water which ultimately would have been consumed for laundry. So care in water consumption is also another advantage of this way of living.

Can all people go nude?
Do entire communities of the world can go nude for the cause of green? Obviously not. Each of them has different priorities and ways of thinking in life. Moreover, there are several hurdles to turn the entire global community as nudist.

Cultural barrier on nudism
Most important barrier is cultural. Majority of communities in the world are forbidden by their cultural norms to go nude. Even in several nations showing a body part is treated as a great sin. In some communities females are not allowed to show their faces to strangers. In such a conservative environment how come all people of the world can go nude.

Weather is another barrier on nudism
Secondly the weather of the all countries is not uniform. In most of the African and Asian countries people face scorching heat during six to seven months of the year. How can they bear hot sun directly touching their bodies? Therefore, this way of living cannot be adopted uniformly all across the world.

Nudism is a limited solution to global warming
So nudism is a limited solution of global warming. The issue of climate change needs a broad-based solution for its effective control. Therefore we need to reduce every kind of pollution on earth especially air pollution to control the global warming. For this purpose we can follow these steps:

Use car in case of emergency and be habitual of using public transport for daily commuting
Spend a simple life with necessities and little bit comforts to make industries produce less and pollute less.
Consume water with care treating it as if our personal property
Don’t make haste in discarding used items and wherever possible reuse them
Adopt an eco-friendly life style by preferring green products on other luxurious ones
Every year make a pledge to avoid or reduce one polluting act from your personal life
Do you still think nudism is a proper solution of global warming or you agree with me? Please share your thoughts in comments given below.
The “traditional values” portion results from our observation that numerous naturist clubs have lost the philosophy of naturism. To many, naturism is only an occasional recreational activity representing simply an alternative to wearing a bathing suit. Gone are the social, psychological, environmental, and moral aspects of the movement. While we don’t want to revert to the days of mandatory calisthenics, vegetarianism, and alcohol/tobacco bans, we do want to reintroduce naturism as a philosophy and a way of life. Of course, that’s not for everyone; but each person can make a choice whether Bare Oaks is right for her or him. We’re not trying to appeal to everyone. Bare Oaks exists for those who are passionate about naturism.
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There are numerous advantages to the naturist, or nudist, lifestyle, including the pleasure of feeling the sun all over your body, no tan lines, and the healthy self-confidence that naturism reflects. Many of us find it too embarrassing to be naked even in front of loved ones, let alone strike up a conversation with a fellow vacationer at a nudist resort. Conversely, many of us are quite comfortable being nude yet don’t know how or where to practice naturism. The following guide will increase your comfort with naturism, and help you find ways and places to practice it.

Everyone who goes in the sauna is fully nude

nudebeachpussyFirst one I tried was the Therma Europa Centre in the centre of Berlin. Cost was 18Euro for a full day pass, which is good value I think. I went on a Saturday and stayed for about 8 hours. The changing rooms are seperate for male and females. In the main complex there is a swimming pool, 4 saunas, 2 steam rooms, hot and cold spas, and a bar and restaurant. Plus there is also areas outside where you can swim and relax. The clientelle really is pretty much 50/50 males and females, and of all ages. Woman come here either by theirselves, with friends, or with partners – unlike the UK where the vast majority of women who visit are with a partner. Everyone who goes in the sauna or steam room is fully nude(unlike these UK places where most people keep themselves wrapped in a towel) and a lot of people just walk about the complex nude(though in the restaurant and bar area you have to wear a bath robe). And also unlike these UK places, there is no perving or “swinging” going on. Everyone here is here because they enjoy using the sauna, spa, and swimming pool. I really enjoyed my time there. This is the sort of place I’ve been looking for a very long time. It was very busy on the day that I went.

Then on the day that I returned back to the UK I had a bit of time to spare, so I went along to the Sauna Garten in Blub, at Buschkrugallee 64. Wasn’t that easy to find the actual place itself. I had to go into the Hotel reception and ask, who directed me to the other side of the car park. Then I couldn’t spot it easily, because there was no clear signs at the entrance to say that this was a sauna complex, there was only a sign(can’t remember what it said) to indicate that this was the entrance to a bar. Anyway, ventured in and found that this was indeed the sauna. The price was 18Euro for up to 4 hours, or 20Euro for a day pass. As I only had just over 2 hours to spare however, I went for the 4 hours option. All very nice inside. The changing room is unisex. Then in the main area there is 6 saunas, and 2 steam rooms – all of varying temperatures and styles. Plus there’s a small swimming pool, sanatariam, and relaxation area. Again, everyone nude in the sauna and steam rooms – none of this silly towel wearing business. A good number of people walk around the complex nude. Didn’t seem to be quite as balanced a mix of sexes here though(on this occasion anyway), maybe about 62% males/38% females at my rough estimate. I went on a Tuesday afternoon between 3 and 5pm. There was probably only about 30 people here at that time. I expect it would have got a little busier later that evening after I had gone. I was sad to have to leave the place! As with the Therma Europa Centre, I found this sauna absolutely brilliant. And I would visit again if/when I’m next in Berlin.

If only they had places like this in England. It would be great to visit one each week to relax nude. Instead all we get here(apart from the UK festival saunas which are highly recommended) are these pathetic seedy “naturist health Spas” which are dominated by perverts and swingers(due to the inclusion of “play rooms” upstairs), and a mostly male clientelle. Never ever again will I pay to visit those places again – the price I pay(paid) for those(?15 for Bristol Gardens, ?18 for Rio’s) will pay for half the cost of a return plane ticket to Berlin! I paid just ?35 for my flight to Berlin from London Stansted.

I look forward to returning to Berlin or elsewhere in Germany later this year, and spending a day or two nude at one of these excellent sauna complexes again.

German Saunas = absolutely brilliant!!

UK Saunas = absolutely rubbish

My first public nude expericence was on holiday in Mallorca

nudebeachwomanMy first public nude expericence was on holiday in Mallorca. My girlfriend and I had been staying in a lovely low rise beach side hotel on the south of the island and had a great weekdriving round the island discovering new towns and beaches It was our last day and we decided to stay local to the hotel and take a walk along the beach. It was vey hot in the late 80’s. We walked about half a mile past two other large hotels until the beach was backed by sand dunes. We carried on a few hundred yards more and then dropped our bags and towels. It was a beauiful spot with golden sand, a clam sea and not a cloud in the sky.
I was soon stripped down to my shorts and my girlfriend to her bikini bottoms, (she always sunbathed topless). After applying liberal amounts of suntan lotion we settled down to sunbath. The beach was deserted and we felt like the only two souls for miles. We chatted away for a while and then the conversation moved on to how tanned we had got over the last week and comparing the white marks around our waists.
My girlfriend said it seemed silly how we would walk around nude all the time at home and yet we covered up when we swam and sun bathed. She suggested that I try slipping off my shorts as there was no one around. This was great because I had always thought about it but was never sure how to introduce the idea to my girlfriend. The eventually decision was made that we would both go nude on the beach there and then. We had a quick look around and then undressed.
Well what a releif, you can’t beleive the difference, the feeling of the sun and the breeze was wonderful and we both agreed we should have done this at the beginning of the holiday and not on the last day.
It didn’t take long for us to get in the water, another unique and enjoyable experience, we swam around for a while and the my girlfriend left me to do some snorkling still completely naked and loving it.
A couple of hours later we saw a couple approaching along the sand in the distance. We weren’t quite sure what to do so we layed baked and pretended not to notice. They must have walked passed us and they settled down about 50 yards further along the beach.
They were in there early 20’s, they set out there towels and were obviously interested in the fact that we were sunbathing nude. She was topless with string bikini bottoms and he wore Speedos. After a while I was getting so hot that I had to go back in the sea, I decided just to act normal and walk down to the waters edge with only my snorkle and goggles.
I felt quite confident after a while and went in and out of the water several times but my girlfriend stayed on the beach, still nude but reading.
nude-beauty-contestsA bit later on the couple along the beach took to the water, they were splashing around and generally having a good time, it was soon obvious that they had removed their swim suits while in the water and were now nude themselves. It must have been their first time as well because their tan lines were as bad as ours. They too spent the rest of the afternnon nude and even played beach tennis for a while. I feel good that even though we didn’t speak we must have given them some confidence to try it out, I just hope they had another week to enjoy it.
On the way back we walked nude until we could see the sunbeds and some people from the first hotel. It was a wonderul experience, one that we have repeated many times since.

I never thought of going nude in private, much less in public

nude-beach-videosI was raised in a very traditional Jewish background. We were supposed to dress modestly at all times. I never thought of going nude in private, much less in public.
Then one day I came home from work very tired. I just wanted to put on my nightie and get into bed. But it was a hot summer day and evening, and I was sweaty, so I showered first–which is obviously the one thing I always did naked, though I never gave that any thought.
I came out of the shower and dried off. I wasn’t sweaty anymore, but I was exhausted. I just collapsed on the bed, too tired to even notice that I hadn’t bothered to put anything on. I fell asleep in minutes.
When I woke up, I was a bit surprised to realize that I had not only had I slept nude the entire night, but it was the best night’s sleep I ever had. The next night, I wasn’t so tired–but I couldn’t stop thinking about how good it felt to sleep nude. So I decided to try it on purpose this time.
I got into bed naked, and it felt very good. I slept well again that night, and in the morning I felt so comfortable and relaxed that I didn’t want to get up and get dressed. But of course I had to.
From there, it was a relatively short time till I was usually nude when home alone, because it felt so good. I felt a little bit guilty for awhile because it went against everything I had been taught since childhood. But the comfort outweighed the guilt.
However, the idea of letting other women see me naked in public–much less men!– never crossed my mind. I still had some Jewish modesty. Being a Californian, from the greater LA area, I had heard of nude beaches. But I had no desire to visit one.
nude-beach-videoBeing a good Californian though, I did spend a lot of free time on the beach in the summer–always wearing a bathing suit, of course. And one day, while I was changing out of my wet and sandy bathing suit, I began to think about how good it felt to take it off. And the more I thought about it, the more I began to contemplate the prospect of skinnydipping.
One very hot Sunday in August, I made a brave decision: I was going to find out if I had the nerve to overcome my strait-laced upbringing. I got into my car and drove south to San Diego, and parked at the cliff over Black’s Beach. For almost 20 minutes, I sat in the car, trying to work up enough nerve to make the climb down to a place where I knew I would see naked men and women. I almost didn’t go. Jewish guilt was taking hold of me.
But as I started to turn the key to drive away, I couldn’t do it. I was determined that the time I spent driving down there wasn’t going to be wasted. I had come to see a nude beach, and I was not going to leave without seeing it.
Slowly, I started to walk down the trail to the beach. Actually that’s the only way you can do it, but I was going slower than necessary. Finally, I reached the bottom, and could hardly believe what I was seeing. There were lots of men, most of them naked. There were women in all stages of dress and undress. There were families with young children.
I found an uncrowded spot and put my towel down, and sat down on it, having no idea what I was going to do next. Part of me wanted to pull everything off and go running into the ocean. Part of me felt horrible for being in such a place.
I closed my eyes, and thought, and thought some more. The idea of taking off my clothes in front of men–how could a nice Jewish girl do that? But there were other women there, and they took their clothes off, and they had no problem with letting men see them.
The ocean looked more and more inviting. The guilt weighed on me. Even if I stayed clothed, just being in such a place and seeing such sights was wrong. For almost an hour, I was torn. I went back and forth–and finally, the ocean won. If it was a sin to be here anyway, it couldn’t be any worse of a sin to participate. If these people saw me naked, they wouldn’t be seeing anything they hadn’t seen before.
Quickly, before I could think again and change my mind, I stripped. I took everything off, and ran into the ocean. As the waves washed over me, it washed the guilt away. I felt wonderful. I was skinnydipping in public, in mixed company, and enjoying it thoroughly. I came out of the ocean, and the feeling of not wearing a wet sandy bathing suit felt terrific.
From that moment on, I was a new person. I’m still a traditonal Jew. I eat only kosher food, and I don’t drive on the Sabbath. I still go to the synagogue on Sabbaths and Festivals. But I am a Jewish nudist, and I love it.

Quickly, before I could think again and change my mind, I stripped

nudebeachsexpicsI was raised in a very traditional Jewish background. We were supposed to dress modestly at all times. I never thought of going nude in private, much less in public.
Then one day I came home from work very tired. I just wanted to put on my nightie and get into bed. But it was a hot summer day and evening, and I was sweaty, so I showered first–which is obviously the one thing I always did naked, though I never gave that any thought.
I came out of the shower and dried off. I wasn’t sweaty anymore, but I was exhausted. I just collapsed on the bed, too tired to even notice that I hadn’t bothered to put anything on. I fell asleep in minutes.
When I woke up, I was a bit surprised to realize that I had not only had I slept nude the entire night, but it was the best night’s sleep I ever had. The next night, I wasn’t so tired–but I couldn’t stop thinking about how good it felt to sleep nude. So I decided to try it on purpose this time.
nude-beach-ukraineI got into bed naked, and it felt very good. I slept well again that night, and in the morning I felt so comfortable and relaxed that I didn’t want to get up and get dressed. But of course I had to.
From there, it was a relatively short time till I was usually nude when home alone, because it felt so good. I felt a little bit guilty for awhile because it went against everything I had been taught since childhood. But the comfort outweighed the guilt.
However, the idea of letting other women see me naked in public–much less men!– never crossed my mind. I still had some Jewish modesty. Being a Californian, from the greater LA area, I had heard of nude beaches. But I had no desire to visit one.
Being a good Californian though, I did spend a lot of free time on the beach in the summer–always wearing a bathing suit, of course. And one day, while I was changing out of my wet and sandy bathing suit, I began to think about how good it felt to take it off. And the more I thought about it, the more I began to contemplate the prospect of skinnydipping.
One very hot Sunday in August, I made a brave decision: I was going to find out if I had the nerve to overcome my strait-laced upbringing. I got into my car and drove south to San Diego, and parked at the cliff over Black’s Beach. For almost 20 minutes, I sat in the car, trying to work up enough nerve to make the climb down to a place where I knew I would see naked men and women. I almost didn’t go. Jewish guilt was taking hold of me.
But as I started to turn the key to drive away, I couldn’t do it. I was determined that the time I spent driving down there wasn’t going to be wasted. I had come to see a nude beach, and I was not going to leave without seeing it.
Slowly, I started to walk down the trail to the beach. Actually that’s the only way you can do it, but I was going slower than necessary. Finally, I reached the bottom, and could hardly believe what I was seeing. There were lots of men, most of them naked. There were women in all stages of dress and undress. There were families with young children.
I found an uncrowded spot and put my towel down, and sat down on it, having no idea what I was going to do next. Part of me wanted to pull everything off and go running into the ocean. Part of me felt horrible for being in such a place.
I closed my eyes, and thought, and thought some more. The idea of taking off my clothes in front of men–how could a nice Jewish girl do that? But there were other women there, and they took their clothes off, and they had no problem with letting men see them.
The ocean looked more and more inviting. The guilt weighed on me. Even if I stayed clothed, just being in such a place and seeing such sights was wrong. For almost an hour, I was torn. I went back and forth–and finally, the ocean won. If it was a sin to be here anyway, it couldn’t be any worse of a sin to participate. If these people saw me naked, they wouldn’t be seeing anything they hadn’t seen before.
Quickly, before I could think again and change my mind, I stripped. I took everything off, and ran into the ocean. As the waves washed over me, it washed the guilt away. I felt wonderful. I was skinnydipping in public, in mixed company, and enjoying it thoroughly. I came out of the ocean, and the feeling of not wearing a wet sandy bathing suit felt terrific.
From that moment on, I was a new person. I’m still a traditonal Jew. I eat only kosher food, and I don’t drive on the Sabbath. I still go to the synagogue on Sabbaths and Festivals. But I am a Jewish nudist, and I love it.

Stripped to the skin this provoker Bill was the one to wear swimming trunks

nudebeachsI Met My Future Husband on a Nude Beach It all started when I went to spend my vacations in Bulgaria with my friend Emily and her husband Bill. It was the third year running that we spent our vacations in Nesebre and that year we decided to continue with this well established tradition.
We put up in a small but comfortable hotel and that very day we were all ready to enjoy the seaside air and sun. The days were flying swiftly as it is the usual way the days pass when one is having vacations and one of these days we decided to change the usual way in which we were spending our time, so we hit it off and made it to the nude beach in which Nesebr was quite abundant. Here I ought to say that we planned visiting one of the nude beaches of Nesebr before actually going there. The fact was that we had seen some of them during our previous stays in Bulgaria before. Plus back at home we saw a TV reportage about nudists which made us firmly decide on sunbathing nude during our next vacation. Back then this experience looked something as exotic as a hang glider tour or parachute jumping for us. But it happened so that my friend Emily and I were the ones to put forward the idea and Bill was the one to put up with our whims, so it was hardly an enjoyable experience for him.
And so we went to the nude beach, Emily, Bill who was still sulky, and me, all eager to impress all the nude beachers with my feeling at ease while sunbathing nude and hoping that my body was also rather impressive. When we finally got to the beach of one of the hotels we saw many German folks who are known fans of nude beaching and suddenly felt something like retarded cowardice. Of course we didn’t feel like people there were dangerous in some way, but we clearly felt that the pangs of conscience and chastity restraints were still strong in us. All in all, dreaming of a nude beach with your friend while sipping coffee in her kitchen was one thing, and the final getting to this very beach was quite another. And the very moment when we were ready to turn our backs on the beach Bill called us faint-hearted cowards which stimulated the flow of feministic fluids in us that made us ten times bolder and determined.
When we finally chose a rather deserted spot on the beach and stripped to the skin this provoker Bill was the one to wear swimming trunks. The first half an hour we were still under impression of our own nerve, but having noticed that if our act of braveness had not passed unnoticed it had surely been underestimated, we decided to turn to something more provocative. There was a group of beachers playing volleyball at a distance, and presently we decided to join them. Bill who was surely the laziest member of our company was left behind. Maybe I should mention that it was my first-time-ever volleyball play, and even when I managed to hit the ball it followed such strange trajectories that the only face I felt worth wearing was that of an A-class volleyball player who had little inclination to minding the appraisal of such lame volleyball amateurs. We had been enjoying our attempts to dodge the ball by jumping and stamping the sand for some quarter of an hour before I tool Emily aside to share the impressions.
Emily was flushed and wore a bright smile on her face; she had managed to share her emotions about the hole experience by the time I was about to express my solidarity with her, but the next moment I felt something hit me rather painfully on the back of my head; after that the idea which had almost formed itself in my mind had gone somewhat blurred and obscured and somehow lost its topicality. It was a ball accidentally tossed by a volleyball player that hit me on the back of my thinking head. All in all, I was not put in much pain and had it not been for the singularity of the situation I would have laughed at it. But the situation was far too uncommon, so I thought the better of it and made a thoroughly theatrical scene out of it. I rolled up my eyes and leaned on my friend for everyone to see that I was suffering the deepest agony that threatened to further develop into a loss of consciousness. I was definitely a success while playing my role of an innocent victim as my friend suggested me sitting down, beckoning Bill at the same time. But the culprit of the accidental collision of the ball and my styled hair was the first to arrive. I should say that the terrorist looked quite attractive even to my rather delicate taste.
He must have guessed that we were from the States by Emily’s animated exclamations he tried to smooth the situation over in his broken English trying now to say he was sorry and now to tell some awkward jokes. In a word, the first favorable impression he made on me was now backed by his embarrassment and I started showing the first feeble signs of life. As we very soon got to know, Gunter, the young man who was our new acquaintance, spoke English a bit for he worked in NYC in one of his company’s affiliates. He was feeling very awkward with the whole situation indeed, and after a number of formalities proper in such cases he left the scene, all in sackcloth and ashes after he heard that I was perfectly safe.
After this accident the events developed in accordance with a scenario of a happy holiday time love affair. In the morning I found a bouquet of flowers on the windowsill of my hotel room and then… but this is quite another story that has little to do with nudism. The only drawback of this story is that now when our friends ask us where we first met we have to say something laconic like – well, we met on the beach. After all, who needs those zesty details?

For a long time, I was very interested in becoming a nudist

nudebeachphotoFor a long time, I was very interested in becoming a nudist, but was very afraid of what my parents might think about it. I’m 22 now, but i’ve liked going nude ever since I was about 18.
After reading this site, I decided to finally just take a chance and see what happened. One day after school, I came home and took everything off. Nobody was home yet, so I took time to pump myself up. I sat on the couch and watched tv, waiting for my parents to get home. I was nervous for a while, but eventually just got involved in the TV and almost forgot about me being naked. Finally, my mom arrived home. I was very scared as she walked in.
I expected her to freak out. She did give me a little bit of a strange look and asked me “Why don’t you have any clothes on?” It was really hot that day so I just said that I couldn’t stand the heat, so I just took everthing off. She said “ok” and walked away. I couldn’t believe it. my dad came home a little while later with basically the same reaction. I was so happy that I had made it so far. I decided to stay nude for as long as I could until they said something. I even ate dinner nude that night.
Later on, I noticed my mom was looking at me strange. she was staring at my butt. I thought “Uh oh, here it comes, she’s going to tell me to get dressed.” Instead she said “You should probably sit on a towel if you’re going to go naked. You have marks on your butt from that chair you were sitting on. I laughed and told her ok.
nude-beach-photosLater that night, I talked with my parents about nudity and they said I can go nude at home with just them whenever I want, but should get dressed when other people come over. I’m fine with that, that’s more than I ever hoped for!! Well, that’s my story and by the way, this site rocks! thank you!

My first public nude experience was last year

11600017My first at home nudist experience was when i was about 13 and my parents had gone out leaving me home alone for the first time. I remember seeing something about nudism on the internet and thought i’d give it a try at home. I had always been more likely run around nude, and in my family it was no big deal to go from the shower to your room nude. But this was the first time i was nude all around the house. It felt weird at first but soon i got used to it, and pretty much did it every chance i got.
My first public nude experience was last year at playalinda beach in florida. I had never been to a nudist area before cause i never really had the chance. I grew up near a nudist club called penn sylvan but they would not allow singles in, so i never went. When i went to college, there were no nudist areas around so i never got to go then. Then when i entered the real word i have had many chances to go to White tail park over the years, but have never had the guts to go. I’ve been afraid that i’d be bored and i’ve heard the owners can be a bit excentric to single guys.
14823822So a nude beach when i went to florida last year was the first chance to go in a public setting. I figured that if i didnt like it i’d just leave cause it doesnt cost any money of course. So, i went and it was fantastic. I had a great time… i was a bit nervous at first, spent alot of time on my towel. But eventually i overcame the nerves and relaxed and had a wonderful time. I never wanted to leave. I ended up staying nude as long as i could.
So i guess both my experiences were very positive. I hope to get to WTP sometime this year, to experience a club type atmosphere.

I remember my first experiences with being naked

59216317I remember my first experiences with being naked had nothing to do with nudism, that’s for sure! Changing into or out of swim suit as a child, and particularly at my grandparents house, was always something I did alone. Why? I had no idea back then. As I got a little older I remember a couple of occasions when my brother and I changed in the same downstairs utility room, but I think that was because we were in a hurry to go somewhere else or when grandma was about to do laundry and wanted the suits for the wash.
Grandma never made a fuss about seeing our naked butts. Why would she? Finally I began understanding that nakedness was something special and there was apparently a reason people did not do it all over. This would have been my “awakening” to puberty, I suppose. Along this time there are a few vague memories of sitting around my grandparents house wrapped in only a towel, which was probably after swimming. There is one clear memory of my brother “streaking” through the house and out the back garage door. He came to a halt at the end of the garage, near the road, where a couple of neighbor girls were outside across the street washing a car! That occasion was a family event that was talked about for years, and neither the neighbors or the girls ever said anything to us. I am certain he was seen, but again, this was summer, we were visiting, and we were just kids!
If I had only knew then what I know now, I would have been “streaking” way more than my brother and probably would have invented a dozen ways to loose my swim trunks or forget them somewhere. Years later and several states away from my grandparents home, I remember skinny-dipping with my brother and a neighborhood friend named Mark. We were going fishing at a lake behind our apartments and got ridiculously hot and sweaty traipsing through the woods from one fishing spot to another.
Mark, being the oldest of the bunch, said he was going swimming. He went into the water and then threw his cut-off shorts out after a few moments. I think I went in second and did not want to walk home in soaking wet cut-offs, so I removed mine before going into the water. We all thought this was quite daring because of being in clear view of a local international airport’s runway. Anyone looking out the windows of a plane taxiing and turning around at the end of the runway would have had a pretty clear view of us boys. We had great fun that summer and there was nothing “inappropriate” about it. I also remember my mother and step-father once mentioning a possible visit to Virginia’s eastern shore, and asking both my brother and I if we would go to a nude beach with them. This never happened though.
It wasn’t until about ten years later that I was introduced to printed literature on nudism.