First Nudist Experience using a Buddy

I never grew up thinking much of nudism, it only wasn’t on my head.

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In my mid 20s I found how much I loved being naked after I took showers, and would begin spending an increasing number of time nude at home. I suppose I was a part time home nudist for some time, which was amazing.

After some time, I believed I’d like to try social nudism, but I wasn’t sure if I ‘d the nerve. Heck, I’d never even been nude in a locker room. Our school only had us change clothes, so down to panties was about the most exposure I had with others.

After several years, I finally made a decision to give it a shot. I’d chatted online with lots of nudists and found another guy my age who resided close to me. One day I drove around to his apartment (hands shaking with the first timer nerves) to meet up. Rang the doorbell, and much to my surprise he answered the front door naked and invited me in. While I was caught off guard (I believed we’d talk somewhat in person before nudity), I still thought it was cool along with a pretty good ice breaker.

So, I considered to myself “when in Rome” and within about of assembly, I’d stripped down in his front hall! It was just like ripping off a band aid! Of course it was a considerably more freeing and liberating experience than taking off a band aid. Much to my surprise, I was not embarrassed or self-conscious to be standing there naked in front of a complete stranger. It was exhilarating.

We hung out for a number of hours, talked about nudism, watched TV, played cards (not strip poker, of course). It was a fantastic experience and I’m glad I finally gave it a shot after all those years.

Glad I eventually gave it that first shot and never looked back!

-Bryan S
Richmond, Virginia
I knew I was a nudist

Even at an extremely young age, I enjoyed being bare. My parents had over 6 acres of land and on a hot sunny day I would go off by myself and strip off all my clothing and lay in the sun.

As I got older and moved out on my own, I began to sleep nude; nothing is more relaxing than that to get a full night’s sleep. On the weekends, if I wasn’t going anywhere I would be naked round the house for the whole day and do whatever.

Six years ago I eventually made a decision to visit my first nude beach located at Playalinda Beach. It didn’t take myself really long to be naked like everyone else. For the next four years I kept going back once or two times a year. My only regret is that I did not go earlier. This past September I finally ran my first nude 5k race at cypress cove. I enjoyed so much that I have signed up for two races this year.

Today, whenever I can I am constantly naked in my home or at a nudist resort being free of clothes and stresses; there’s nothing like it.

-John V.
Naturism Takes Flight

Sometimes, I’ll jokingly remark that I owe my thanks and my love for naturism to my employer. You see, I work in the airline travel industry as a flight crew member.

It offers its readers information and guidance about outdoor recreational sports equipment and traveling. Among the pages of this specific dilemma included a colorful pictorial advertisement for Lee Baxandall’s, “World Guide To Nude Beaches & Recreation”. The name of Lee Baxandall will be understood by any experienced naturist or nudist likewise (of which I was neither at the time). Lee first took up the task of naturism in Wisconsin as an Eagle Scout. After, in 1980, he became the founding member of The Naturist Society. He’s likewise an inductee into AANR’s Nudist Hall of Fame. But I digress. His highest guide to nudism in natural settings peaked my interest. With pen & paper, I jotted down the address of where to purchase my copy of the depleted listing of places where a person can vacation, camp, swim and socialize without wearing a single stitch of material. A couple of weeks ahead of my encounter with Mr. Baxandall’s guide, I ‘d organized an approaching week of holiday alone in beautiful Maui, Hawaii. After receiving young nudist teens in the mail, I instantly turned to the section of nudist beaches located in the Aloha State and fell upon “Little Beach”. When it was time to board my flight for Maui (this time as a regular man and not a working crew member), I anxiously expected the instant I’d finally experience an entire week on the sand and by the ocean wearing nothing but my skin along with a grin. That first expected ‘simple’ moment has now come and gone. And my memory of it brings many descriptive words to head: natural, liberating, freeing, exuberating, lusty yet nonsexual, energizing, rejuvenating and so much more. And for me, the ‘so-much-more’ includes religious reconnection. I believe my nakedness will not belong to me, but instead to Creation. THAT, within itself, makes it religious in nature for me. It makes it a great thing, healthy and pure; nothing to be ashamed of nor to hide. Instead, I see my nakedness as something to embrace and to be lived. I wish to allow it to breathe my existence. Inside my view, to deny my nakedness will be to denounce my Creator’s development. I do not need to silence that breath. Itis a present. I want it to thrive. I would like it to grow. And in the process, I express my sincerest type of gratitude to the “Giver” of that gift; oh, and gratitude to my employer for carrying that magazine on the airplane. And for giving me the coveted perk of air travel. It is an ideal means by which to discover and experience more of this lovely planet’s Au-Naturel destinations. Today, I still adore flying high Au Naturel!

When I was still a kid I always felt good when I was bare, so I’d always make sure I needed to walk to the bathroom to take a bath and back to my room bare. When I turned 8 years old I started sleeping naked and also would sit around or lay on my bed in my room bare all of the time, and when no one was home, I’d always be nude in other parts of my house.

When I turned 12 years old I had a buddy and streaking was a big craze then, so we’d streak every opportunity we got. Sadly my family would not have agreed for me to be a nudist, so I couldn’t tell them, nor be naked in front of them.

as soon as I went into my very own house I was naked on a regular basis. I strove to persuade my girlfriends that they would like being a nudist but most would not attempt it, along with the ones that attempted it didn’t like it, but I consistently continued being naked all of the time as it’s the only means I wish to be.

Before I got married my fiancee knew I was a nudist and also would continue to be a nudist after we were wed, and after 25 years of marriage she understands I will always be a nudist.

She is not a nudist. As well, my kids aren’t nudist. Lucky for me my family understands being bare is the manner I’m comfy, and do not mind that I ‘m consistently nude. I always loved being nude, and always will.

I’ve been a nudist for 49 years and no way I’d ever change.

Buffalo, New York
On a recent trip to a Florida beach resort, while swimming in the Gulf of Mexico, the unbelievable urge to be naked in the water was too much to suppress. I found myself out beyond any other swimmers and removed my trunks. I remained there for what seemed like hours loving the feel of the water plus a liberty like I ‘ve never experienced before.

I am a 51 year old man and never would have thought to do something like that in a private pool let alone the Gulf. The exhilaration I felt left an indelible image of the freedom and awareness of one with nature that I want to carry on.

Upon returning home I instantly joined AANR and am actively seeking a local resort to visit.

Thank you for opening up a brand new phase in my entire life.

Downingtown, Pennsylvania

Nude Advertising and Marketing the Northeast Naturist Festival on Main Street USA

A Nude Advertisements Experiment
Last summer at FKK Upstate NY we decided to attempt a cross cultural ( nudie / non-nudie ) experiment.
So the nude advertising experiment we determined to try is public marketing of the event. We took two sorts of fliers out and went door to door (Main Street businesses) to spread them. One flier had a nudie group photo of 50 naked participants from last year’s occasion. The other flier had only text describing the function in general terms, and a line at the bottom explaining that it would be held at a nudist park. We solicited passers by and went to three types of establishments and requested permission to show the fliers in their own shops / places of business. Along with the random passersby, the three kinds of companies approached were:
1) Local Community Supported Agriculture (CSA) farms. These farms usually have significantly more than a hundred families and people who see weekly. They’re like mini-communities. They are normally of an alternate, more liberal mindset compared to the public. Lots of nuts and yogurt’ crowd, and granola heads, etc.
3) Decidedly option, or hippie shops, visited by well . . . mostly hippies, or alternate types.
Naked Promotion & Promotion Naturism
The reactions were enormously different and a bit surprising. The CSA owners, who one would think are of the general right mindset to be open for nudism / nudity (natural, open-minded, back to nature, healthy food etc.) were clearly surprised, even moderately shocked I could say, at our request. It was as if they had never learned of naturism at all, and the thought of nudity put them ill at ease. They would not show the flier with nudity for anxiety about backlash from parents / kids. They declared most people would be open to it, but they simply dreaded the ten percent that would not. It’d be bad for business.
The mainstream type shops were also taken aback and surprised about the flier with nudity – they cannot get past the nudie picture to even contemplate the actual nature of the big event. But when presented with the text-based flyer – no naked picture – they were really open and I had no trouble getting five flyers into mainstream / road shops for display – even when I certainly clarified it was a NATURIST occasion. I got a lot of grins, friendly responses, and prompt collaboration.
Passers by on the road – I merely approached them naturally and confidently. I just said, Here is something maybe you are interested in – Before I begin writing anything else and before I ‘s our annual unclothed stock!’ I was met with friendly grins, chuckles, and We chose to head to – – in Lutz, Florida (Near Tampa). than disbelief. I found that my self-confidence was matched with a confident effect. People usually thanked me for the info, and suggested they’d actually think about it and perhaps attend. Would they? Perhaps some will in the future. Certainly next time they strike something regarding naturism they’ll recall a positive, assured dialogue, and thereby hopefully be more open.
Finally, as one would expect, all the hippie / choice institutions agreed without hesitation to show the flier with the unclothed picture. One person even said, “That Is how I prefer to be [nude] . . .” She put out a complete heap of the fliers right on the front counter. Actually they all did!
First a disclaimer – my sample set had not been huge – so statistics are out of the question. Nonetheless, sociologically speaking it was a valuable learning experience, and enjoyable. Below are some decisions:
1) Do not be afraid to talk openly and confidently about naturism. Most folks, even if surprised, settle down and are surprisingly OPEN. If you’re confident, and symbolize naturism as the healthy standard and interesting action it’s, they will resonate with the exact same openness. If you are tentative, timid, fearful, or seem embarrassed they will not accept naturism. It’s funny, because as a farmer and horse proprietor I will let you know it is the exact same with your livestock. If you ride your horse with fear the horse is scared and spooky. If you ride with confidence the horse learns to trust you and is assured in response to your own queues.
2) As I address in my own fourth sex positive site, “in your face” activism is terrifying, even shocking, and offensive to many. They want the option and freedom to determine how they would like to view and respond to nudity – they don’t want it shoved inside their faces. If you give them that option (fliers without bare photographs) they’re open, and you’ve got an excellent potential for winning them over. If you attempt to push nudity, (pictures or perhaps live, in the incorrect context), you get a LOT more resistance, and you may be turning folks away. Remember, folks desire exactly the same option you need – no one likes to be pulled against their will to anything, particularly when it’s as sensitive as nudity.
3) In my first sex-positive blog I talked about nudie/non-nudie, dialogue as “cross-cultural.” There is no consistent “mainstream America.” America consists of unending ethnic markets. One must learn to identify them and customize the manner we present naturism and nudity to them, to be able to gain more individuals for naturism.

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A “one size fits all” approach is not appropriate. The hippie / substitute establishments responded very differently than a retail outlet, or CSA, aimed at the public. In like fashion it is distinct being bare in Central Park vs. Wall Street. We can do lots of good, or a lot of damage, by the way we “read” the cultural market we’re addressing.
I hope these ideas encourage you to be more active in gaining people for naturism, and allow you to think about how you do it, so as to be most effective. A lot of this is dependant on the theory’ I ‘m laying out within my sex positive blogs, so check those out – they’ll help set more context for this discussion, and future blogs I will be intending.

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Tags: activism, children and youngsters, clubs and resorts, culture, festivals, hippies, new york, nude photographs
Group: Nudist Website, Public Nudity and Being Naked In Public, Social Activism
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We are Steve and Susanne, leaders of the FKK Upstate New York Chapter. We appreciate the independence, rest, and healing power of naturism, and are interested in sharing our experiences with others.

A few years ago on a hot July day I decided to bypass a day off work and go as a day visitor to a nudist club near to where I was working.

I’d signed in and was only getting my day bag out of the car when a young lady pulled up and asked me if this was the Croft club. I told her she was right and directed her to where she had to go and enroll. I went into the club and settled myself down to enjoy the day. Not long after this young lady walked past and we began to converse. Shortening the story a little she brought her towel etc and sat beside me. We had a great time chatting away on all things nudist with more than one break to relish the lovely pool for a cool down.
Late into the afternoon or perhaps early evening I decided that I was going to pack up and head for home. I said that I was planning to leave but within half an hour I would be walking nude through the forest. I always kept a pair of short pants wit me to cover up if I met anybody which I ‘d done more than once. On hearing that I would be taking a forest walk naked she said that she would like to join me but she was not planning to leave till late evening when the heat had subsided as she did not have a/c in her automobile. I told her that if she rearly wanted to have a nude forest walk I’d drive her there and back in my car which has a/c. At this she accepted, picked up her handbag and a tiny sarong and walked to the way out.
We both got into the car nude and drove for about 40 minutes to the woods passing through a small town, stopping at traffic lights the works. Nobody noticed we were both bare.

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At the woods we parked up near another car, not in the standard car park. We got out of the vehicle and walked off up this path into the forest. She’d her little sarong and I ‘d my short pants for cover should we require it. We walked for at least half an hour and just as we were making our way back towards the car we seen a chap. He had definatly seen that we were bare so I said that there wasn’t point in hiding or for that matter covering up so we didn’t. We chatted to the chap for a couple minutes and he walked back with us to where we and he had parked our cars. There was a third car parked with us and while we were chatting standing by our automobiles we seen a couple at the top of the trail heading our way. Must be the couple from the 3rd car. We continued chatting to this chap Kath, the woman, and I nude the chap still dressed when out of the corner of my eye I spotted that this other couple were considerably closer and that they were both naked. When they got up to us they told us that they had really been in the forest nude sunbathing most of the day and when seen us both nude determined to continue there nude time. The other couple chose to drive .
So all in all I drove for over two hours bare that day. It was fabulous.

I’m an early twenties, some what attractive English

male and today spent my very first time on a nude beach today.
The shore was part of a bigger clothes-required beach, but was segregated by a large stone embankment. Anyway the day before I’d seen it and thought ‘Why not? Can’t knock it ’till you’ve tried it. Get a bit of all over sunning’
So today at about midday I get to the seashore in top and shorts. Absoultely terrified by this point I laid the towel, stipped away and sprayed up a bit. I had brought a book to keep me distracted although I was slightly perplexed at how ordinary it all was. I was naked, and nobody cared! I immediately started feel disgust in the folks who were walking through completely clothed to steal a peek rather than walking across the embankment. One other thing I also found was the age/sex equilibrium. Maybe I just wasn’t at the proper spot but the place was majoritively composed of males aged 30 and above. I was pretty sure I was the youngest there.
Anyway, through a mix of nerves and being surrounded by nude people a certain organ started to rouse. Of course I lay on my belly, but it would not go away. After a while lying on my front I gave up the hope it would go away I turned over with it lying on my stomach, hoping nobody would complain. I just stuck to my novel and discounted it and it did subside somewhat. Did I do the right thing there? I mean, at least I wasn’t flaunting it and hopefully it wpon’t happen if I visit again.
On that note, I’m not entirely certain if it is my cup of tea. It might have only been the nerves of russian nude beaches , but once I was doing it I was pretty much good. In future though I would like to take somebody with my instead of going on my own because I found the most comfort and relief was had when speaking to others.
So in the end I believe it’s a case of if it is available I Will do it, as I do not see much purpose in getting tanlines and wet swimwear, but I do not believe I could subscribe to full time nudism.

Allow me to introduce myself first, before presenting you my development to nudism.

I am french, so please excuse me, my english can include some mistakes… I am 25, male, soon married, and I’ve been living in French-speaking Switzerland for nearly 3 years now. I was born in a family, where the concept of nudism itself is considered as a pervert matter. Consequently, I hadn’t even discovered about nudism or naturism before the age of 12. I’ve likewise never seen my parents, or any member of my family, nude.
So, why did I become interested in nudism ?
Everything began in 1991, in the summer. I was then merely 12. I was at home, my parents were away, and I saw a report on TV, featuring a nudist couple, being married in the nude in the south of France.
I still recall some fairly amusing things in this TV programme : everybody was completely nude, including all of the guests and also the mayor of the village, but not the priest ! The husband was wearing only a hat as well as a butterfly-node, and the spouse just a wedding voile. This TV report interested me, and for the first time, I thought about going naked…
The following night, then I attempted to sleep bare for the very first time in my life. I did not sleep a lot during that night ! I was cold, and wondered what could occur if my parents came into by bedroom and remarked that I was nude. But anyhow, I discovered it fairly good, because I felt extraordinarily free (I normally slept in pyjamas until then). The day after, my parents were away again, and I tried to stay nude the whole day. As the weather was hot, it was a superb day. I did all the normal things in the nude, and this was exceptionally plesant. The evening, when my parents came back, I was rather depressing to need to wear my shorts and T shirt again. The drug of nudism had found me, and I’m still addicted to it !
But as I still dreaded the possible reaction of my parents, I didn’t sleep in the nude every night. But from then on, when the weather was hot enough, I tried to stay naked as long as possible when my parents were away.
Approximately one year later, I ‘d abandonned my pyjamas, and I was slepping naked more and more often. One morning, my mother, who came every morning to wake me, detected my pyjamas, and that I was slepping bare. But astonishingly, she didn’t have an extremely negative reaction. She was quite surprised, but after I ‘d clarified her, that I could not bear pyjamas, T-shirt and chemise during the night, she agreed with me and accepted my sleeping nude. The first victory ! The life continued so, sleeping nude, and staying nude at home whenever possible. Two years after (in 1994), I liked to attempt to be nude outside for the first time. I had the chance that there were little woods near the building where we were living. With the other kids, we were used some years before to go playing in these woods. One day (not particularily hot…), I went out, into these woods. I went back to the place where I played previously, and I took all my clothes off. The feeling of independence was remarkable… I tried to renew this encounter once or twice, but not more, as it was too dangerous : if someone had seen me, I’d have been instantly denounciated to my parents…
During that period also, I attempted to go without underwear. I did it a few times, but immediately stopped as, although I recognised it was more comfy, I could not prevent my penis to erect at any time, and my erections were clearly seeable. During the summer 1996, I made an important measure : I revealed to my mom, that I needed to remain nude at home. One day, while she had gone away for a couple of instants, I went into the bathroom to take a bath, but before, I wrote a little message describing that, when I’d go out of the washroom, I would remain bare because I felt better like this.
When she came back, she first refused, but I told her that there would be no way that I would swear because I didn’t enjoy it, and she accepted that I stayed nude. She revealed herself as being more open-minded than what I really could believe… So, I spent almost one month nude, only swearing when my dad was at home, and even, only when I stayed with my parents… The remaining time, I remained naked in my bedroom. It was among the very best summers I Have ever had !
After this summer, I went to high school in Lyon (in ‘Classes Prparatoires’, a high level scientific qualification after the ‘Baccalaurat’). I needed to share my room with 3 roommates, so I was prevented to sleep bare during one year, except during the week-end and holidays, when I came back home.
Since that time (June 1997), I slept non-nude less than 10 times, because I simply had to (sleeping at friends’home, during the military choice, or at hospital) During the summer 1997, the local TV channel broadcasted another programme, about a place near Geneva (called ‘Etangs de l’Etournel’), where naturist folks were used to go. As this was not far from dwelling (50 kilometers), I went there on my bicycle. The first time, there were no nudists as the little lakes and beaches were overcrowded (it was the 15-August week end). But the following time, there was nobody… I stopped, installed myself in a little isolated grass region, and got naked. For the very first time in my entire life, I was naked in public, with others who could see me. I loved 2 excellent hours. I went back there fairly frequently during the next 4 years, with good experences, and more awful ones…
For the good ones, I’ll mention that I’ve meet my first bare girls here 🙂 I also spent many hours here, completely naked, reading a novel or enjoying the silence and also the landscape. Many folks could see me, but noone had a negative reaction, as nudism was pretty weel allowed in this area except during the weekends in the center of the summertime.
But I also discovered, for the first time, that nudism may also be related to sexual perversion… Lots of homosexuals are accustomed to meet around these lakes, and do not wait to try to have sex with any bare guy they see… I needed to reject them quite frequently, and I had generally no problem, but I finally stopped to go there when I met my girlfriend (and future wife), to avoid additional troubles.
I attempted to really go to plenty of other “nude spots” in the region, nevertheless they were ultimately all gay meeting points. I did not go there again… I started to remain nude here more and more frequently, only swearing for going out (in class or to ride on my bike), or to attract something in the common refrigerator on the balcony (1 for 4 rooms).
So, during 2 years, I had to keep my windows shut, subsequently secluding myself a bit… I additionally documentated myself a lot about nudism on Internet in these times, which supported myself into going on practicing this “closet nudism”. The 3rd year in Grenoble, I’d moved into a bigger room, at the 6th floor, whithout direct neighbours, so I stayed more and more naked. Constantly fearing to be discovered… In April 2001, on an extremely small scaling road with no traffic, I even tried once to ride on by bike in the buff, during about 10 kilometers. That was a wonderful experience, but I did not have the chance to attempt once again…
beach xxx in “total nudism” went on in Lausanne. There is, not far from here, on the coast of Leman Lake, a little public seashore, where nudism is permitted. It’s there that I had my first actual nudist encounter in public, without fearing homosexual advances, during summer 2003. I really loved it, and I now wait for the heat once more to spend new good times on this beach, with my girlfriend, who I’m trying to convert to nudism also. A couple of months before, I determined once again that I wouldn’t wear knickers anylonger. I packaged all my underwear in a bag, and stored them in an inaccessible area (except one chemise for utter importance cases). As my penis is currently much more quieter, there is no difficulty at all, and I now never wear underwear, under any kind of clothing, including jeans which I wear most of the time.
My girlfriend does the same, and does never wear panties either; though she’s still not actually converted to nudism, she appreciates the comfort of not wearing any. So goes my nudist life, slowly but certainly. The following steps will be :
First, the conclusion of the conversion of my girlfriend (who will be my wife subsequently) to nudism; I understand she will do it, as she’s not opposed to this idea, but it’ll certainly take lots of time until she is as comfortable with nakedness than I am… Later, spend holidays in nudist resorts. I am hoping that this may become the truth next year. Well, that’s all; Thanks to all the people who had the nerve to read my litterature until here

Scene – October, early evening, sun just going down and about 70 degree’s. Me (Dingbat #1) the recently

discovered nudist detects that the timer driven outdoor lights didn’t go on because I had forgotten to reset it.

Hmm, timer is outside in front of the home in a surburban neighborhood, no fences anywhere and I live in a cul de sac. It’s right outside the door, NO ONE is around I Will just step outside real quickly, change the timer and no damage done right? Right.

Open door, step though, close door because interior lights are on and I actually don’t want to supply a comprehensive shadow to my clueless(about my lifestyle anyway) neighbors. Adjust timer, will pop on in 5 min. Amazing. Open the door…jiggle handle…jiggle handle furiously…invent swear words while feelings of overexposure place in.

Quickly look around while trying to remember if we actually bought the spare key and had the presence of mind to set in exterior somewhere for similar, but clothed crises. NOPE! Still on the counter. Excellent. to far to walk, garage car door closed but for some reason, walk thru is broken open.

The garage door is open. Excellent. I’ll just quicly walk over that way and AS I TURN AROUND, my next door neighbors drive up in the van AND my neighbors around the way who live in their own back yard walk by on the pavement with their dog.

Amazing. “Um….hi?”

Nobility is not a birthright, it’s defined by one’s actions.

The first time I was completely naked in public

, with strangers I didn’t know around, my husband and I were on vacation. We’d wake up really early, before sunrise, to be able to jog on the sandy beaches while they were still abandoned.
We had finished jogging on the beach, and stopped in a secluded cove close to the resort. There, we took off our clothes and walked into the sea. At that time, 6.00 am, the shore was deserted, the sea, level and cold. There was a huge rock reef on the sand, 40 feet inland from the coastline, where we left our clothing.
We were enjoying our early bathroom when we heard a cry. We looked up and what we saw was a multitude of folks standing on the shoreline. A number of them were already in the water and coming toward us!
They were largely adolescents, of both sexes, but largely males. They had ridden bicycles from a nearby town, in order to spend a day or two at the beach by themselves. It was fairly clear they were settling in to stay a good while.
We didn’t know what to do! Law enforcement made their rounds at 7:30 and we could be fined or even worse, arrested for our public nudity. Some of them came to us and as soon they realized was naked, they got closer. They couldn’t believe it!
At first I was embarassed, but we started speaking and also the ice started to melt down. One of them asked me if I was diffident. He phoned to his pals, “Hey, come and see this,” and more came. I discovered I was starting to appreciate it. Maybe I was the first girl they saw naked.

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We had really been in the water a very long time and we were cold. The group was waiting for us to leave the water. And we left. I’ll never forget the look of expectation and amazement I saw on their faces.
as soon as I found myself standing on the sand, bare, in the front of them, my shyness flew away. They were admiring me… and I actually enjoyed being bare for them!
We’d time before came on their rounds to move into the trees and we remained with them. No one got upset or mad. Nudity was something new to them and they were fascinated.
They asked lots of questions: Where are you from? Where do you live? Are you really shameless? Do you do this constantly? I was fully relaxed and I fully exposed my nude body to them.
One asked if he could shoot pictures and he did. He shot images of the group, some of whom had drop their very own clothes. He photographed my husband and I both alone and together. We gave him our postal address and money to send the images and we were pleasantly suprised when they actually arrived.
My first public complete nudity was a beautiful experience… I’ll never forget it. We met the group again later that day and stayed until sunset. The next morning my husband and I, naked, bathed, spoke and joked with them again.

Well, this whole story occurred last summer, when my buddy and I were spending our vacations in Palanga.

We met two girls from Riga who told us that they had located a nude beach on the shoreline. They mentioned that ever since ‘d been sunbathing there, and, according to them, they were enjoying their time substantially. Having got all the crucial info we took off and headed straight there.
For those who have ever been to this place you have to be aware that the shore there consists mainly of dunes, that is the shoreline is presented by hills and hollows which make this beach a great spot for peaceful pastime, far from the opinion of strangers. This made the questions still more complex for us. Sure enough, we could not have walked around looking behind each dune in search for nudists. But we were lucky. When we reached the area of our destination we saw a girl at some space coming out of the water totally nude. Being quite confident that we’ve located the nude beach in question, we positioned ourselves for sunbathing in a sand hollow and got stripped. The weather was anything but hot, and so we had been simply playing cards and sunbathed for a while. Finally the moment arrived when my buddy and I started to get interested- after all, that was our advent one a nude beach, and we’d managed to see only one bare girl so far! We chose to go bathing, and try to find some more nudists. Additionally that we heard some voices not very far from us.
When we showed up from our hideout and started walking in the direction of water which was some 500 feet away. Our neighbors were our first disillusionment. The guy was wearing his swimming trunks, and the girl was topless. Having determined that it’s a small flock that’s not a black sheep, we walked on- I am reminding that both of us were naked. You should have figured by now that on our way towards the water we hadn’t met a single nude person. Instead, our parade created a accurate disturbance. Almost all the male residents of the beach decided this was the ideal moment to take a refreshing plunge into the water. I made the last few paces with the feeling of losing my consciousness; our defiling was beginning to remind a complimentary strip show. The last straw was that when we eventually reached the water we saw the girl whom we believed we’d seen before bathing bare. She was wearing a swimsuit that was only the skin color! Fortunately, she knew that area and gave us the exact guidance. It turned out that we took a wrong turn while searching for the nude beach and rounded right in where regular beachers from the nearby hotel were spending time sunbathing. So, this is the storyline. It is rather shameful, but still, it is entertaining.
During that trip we managed to locate the nude beach after all; we spent amazing time there and even got acquainted with some indigenous folks. By the by, those folks were fairly satisfactory, without any abnormalities or something, as a version for your vote outlet. I am not saying that after this my experience in nudism I became a true devotee of naked beaching, but if there I were to pick between sunbathing wearing a swimsuit or nude, I am most likely to select the latter.

I’m currently on a gap year after school, and my parents allow me to go on a trip by myself to France.

I’ve been a closet nudist for some time although I had hardly any great opportunities to get starkers through my childhood. I slowly took of my top and threw it on to my towel then as I was easing of my towel, I thought “To heck with this” and took everything away. I was in paradise and although there were a few attractive girls nearby, I never got an erection. I ran like a madman to the sea and was instatly one with the surf and sand. nudist gymnast was the most gratifying moment of my entire life and I realised that I had finally achieved my long fantasy of becoming a nudist. I finally tore myself out of the water and lay done on my towel to dry. So far better than a soggy swimsuit. I’d heard how friendly nudists were through website, so I plucked up the nerve to talk to aforementioned ladies.
It was going nicely in the beginning, I told them about my trip etc, until one of them made a dreadful remark about my dick size (actually merely typical) as well as the rest joined in. I was shocked my view of friendly nudists had only gone down the pan.
This was not how I ‘d imagined my FTE to be and I thought it was improper to typecast nudists simply because of these 3 ignorant ladies.
So I got in my rental car and drove to a location I’d heard was great. I arrived and, more cautiously than before, took off my clothing. After talking to various other nudists, who were sort as I had expected, I walked round to the sports area. Now say exactly what you like but there is definately something captivating about seeing the “jiggle” when nude people are playing sports. It was just after I had won the first match, that I recalled that I was NAKED. I was playing Badminton infront of some other man with my balls out (Thus the name) and I did not care. This was amazing, everyone here was naked but I was not staring. Now I realise that I should not have let those girls get to me and I now know for sure that most nudists are fine.
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I thought I’d share my newbie first encounter, just had it this weekend in fact!

I really like being bare, and have been interested in trying it in a societal setting for a while.
The next morning the other 3 were up before I was, and they were in the kitchen, making breakfast, having java. I sleep nude, and was going to set something on to go down and join them. Then I thought about all of the stories I’ve read on here, about simply “going for it” and striving nudism. So I thought, what the heck? They are my guests, they’re my buddies, why don’t you simply go in there as I ‘m? I just told them that I sleep naked, I was going to go take , so why put something on just to subsequently take it right back away? I did add that if they were uncomfortable, I could put something on. All 3 said they did not care, but they were still a but taken back. A brief discussion then ensued about sleep nude, and all 3 admitted that they slept in the nude some times too. That sort of cut the tension, along with the consensus was that me being nude was no big deal if that was how I was cozy. It felt so good to simply be there, in a natural state, and to be accepted and not need to be concerned about covering up.
Later that day (which was yesterday), We decided to get in the hot tub. I said I was going in naked, the others could do as they pleased. My one buddy who’d been to a nude beach decided she would go in nude as well, the other two wore suits. The whole rest of the evening, we all remained nude – made dinner, watched some films, simply had fun. It felt so great to just drop the limitations that clothing give, and merely have relax with friends. It made the entire night a whole lot more enjoyable for all. I can certainly say all 4 of us are hooked.
This morning we needed to leave, but we all agreed we were going to get into the nudist lifestyle more. Who knows how this will go (i.e. where we will do it, do we bring in b/f’s, etc.), but I couldn’t be happier!
So that’s my story – maybe a little lame for you all, but I was simply dying to share it with someone, so I picked all of you people to share with
Peace and Hugs,