Many years back after losing my wife to breast cancer and tired of sitting in my house, I made a decision to get out and try new things. I approached the idea of visiting a nudist resort with caution, but the idea kept nagging at me.
I am in relatively good shape, etc., and finally decided to give it a try. Like everybody, the very first time was nerve-wracking. I strode back and forth nude in my room until getting up the nerve to really go outside. It was just a few hours, and I was hooked. I enjoy going every summer now, as frequently as I can. I find http://nudismgirls.com to be the most relaxing and gratifying thing I’ve ever done.
-Larry
Ohio
A Neglected Chance
It was 1947 or 48. My family drove around to the shore. We spent the night in a motel at May’s Landing, NJ. The next morning Mother and Father were discussing where to go. Dad needed to really go to Sunshine Park but Mother desired to really go to Atlantic City. Finally, they chose to ask my sister and I where we wanted to go. We both determined Atlantic City.
Neither of us knew any thing about nudism and it wasn’t mentioned. I afterwards located Sunshine and Health magazines in Dad’s underwear drawer after my sister went away to college and I inherited her occupation of putting away the laundry. I found the magazines intriguing. I liked the pictures!!
I started to read the magazines and found nudism interested me. I found a newsstand that sold nudist magazines and started to buy them to read. After I graduated from high school I joined the Air Force. At that time the law sometimes raided nudist camps so I stayed away until I was discharged.
It was while I was in college which I visited my first nudist resort, Zoro Nature Park in Indiana. It was when I had become an associate of a resort in California that I remembered May’s Landing from the time my sister and I decided to really go to Atlantic City instead. Perhaps my family would have become nudist. I afterwards became a nudist, but I am the only nudist in the family.
Another storyline, when I have the time!
-George F.
Fallon, Nevada
From Skinny Dipping to Living Clothing Free
My first actual nudist experience was in 1994 when I went to a nudist resort since I liked to go skinny-dipping like I used to at the YMCA before it went co-ed and required bathing suits.
As a youngster I had been told that one did not go around naked, and while it was okay to change clothes in the presence of other males surely it was not done in front of females.
My first concern was that I I was not certain how I could be comfortable nude in front of other people for an extended amount of time for no reason when I felt uncomfortable just being nude alone. I faced this by becoming used to going around my dwelling nude even when I didn’t have to be.
as soon as I arrived at the resort I was met by a nude man in the office who enrolled me and gave me the information on the resort. I was then directed to a parking lot where I was met by another naked guy who was going to give me a tour of the area. I undressed before the tour because even though no one understood me, I was not going to embarrass myself in public by appearing out of place.
My tour ended at the lake and because my reason behind going there was so I could swim bare I went into the water.
Later I took a short walk by myself. As I passed other individuals a smile and “Hello” was in order, the lack of clothes was of no importance.
I returned to the lake for more swimming and sunning.
Before going home I took a warm shower in the round building that housed the showers. As the shower and adjoining hot tub made the drying place humid, I went outside. That did it for me. I was dried by the gentle breeze and the warm sunshine. That convinced me that this was how we were supposed to be. There was nothing disgraceful about being naked. I finished the remaining http://x-nudism.com/demo1.php and interviews as soon as I could and became a member.
Little did I know at that time how much I ‘d enjoy the comfort of being bare. Since that visit I have joined other nudist organizations and attended a lot of nudist occasions. I’ve been on quite a few nude cruises and now live in a clothing optional community where I can be nude constantly except when it’s too cold or I am going into town.
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-George W.
Paw Paw, West Virginia
First Nudist Encounter
My first nudist experience was in early June 2010. After moving to Florida the preceding year I began searching the Web for nudist locations and discovered there were several about 70 miles away. I liked to try it and and did not know if I ‘d the nerve. I went down to Paradise Lake Resort and after checking in and having a brief tour I quickly continued to undress in the parking lot and head around to the pool area. It wasn’t long before all my fears were gone. It felt so great to go into the pool and sunbathe without a bathing suit.
I met another couple that was there for the very first time and everyone was so friendly. My wife never did undress and more than likely never will. No one cares what your body looks like, it is just a relaxed feeling.
Now I am a routine at Lake Como, can’t wait for the weather to warm up so I can head down there again. I also took part in the Skinny Dip last summer at Lake Como and had a blast. When you go naked it’s very difficult to need to put on a bathing suit at a public beach or pool. There is nothing like the nude lifestyle!
-Tom B.
The Villages, Florida
A Model Nudist, Part Two
I eventually modeled for the standard figure drawing class during the spring term. Alas, the young lady who had introduced me to this new profession never saw me model. The figure drawing class was little, just five students, and I got very comfortable posing for them. Toward the end of the session, the teacher asked me to model for her general drawing course. I agreed, and I was somewhat shocked when I showed up for it. The room was packed. I went ahead and took everything away and got on the model stand. The class went great, and by the time it absolutely was over, I did not desire to get dressed. Practically everyone was quite friendly, and I wondered if the nudity was what made people open up.
I went home that summer, and by then, I’d learned to look in the classified ads of papers for all sorts of things. I found an ad for a nudist camp east of Dallas called the Ponderosa Ranch. After my modeling experience, I needed to go and experience this. I went on a Tuesday in late May. I was buzzed in and told to drive to the office. As I went up the dirt road, I saw a naked woman on her knees on the earth, working in a flower garden. I went in the office and paid my day fee to the naked lady there. I went back to the vehicle and stripped down.
The camp wasn’t very crowded, but I loved the pool and hot tub. A couple of teenagers arrived in the afternoon, home from school. I was not even 19 years old at the time, so these were close to my age. A couple of them vanished, but two girls returned, nude, and went swimming. It was such a liberating experience to be nude and free around others, especially folks of the opposite gender, and not feel any angst or tension.
When I went back to the Ponderosa, it was on a Saturday, and there were many more people there. I remained for the weekly dance, and found a freedom that I ‘d never felt. I still loathe to dance with clothes on. During every trip, I loathed to put clothing on and leave. And I hated the arrival of cold weather.
I’m 44 years old now and really active in my church. I still model occasionally, and I still like to escape to a nudist resort whenever I can. I am fortunate to truly have a wife who loves nudism with me, and our kids have taken to it also. I do not ever imagine a time when I could ever cease appreciating naked diversion.
-Dan H.
Fort Worth, Texas
