I have never done it, but I have been surprised by a girl in the wrong place.

There were 4 high school lads who had come to swim in the gym with a couple girl friends or sisters, and they were showering and steaming and taking their time to get done while the girls got increasingly more impatient outside waiting to go home.

Finally, nudists of the ladies threatened to come in to bring them. All four were buck nude, uncommon for .za teenagers in our locker rooms these days, and thought the idea hilarious and so one of them told her to try it. They were still laughing their butts off when she did, and she got more than an eyeful. I have never seen such a change in mood – the four guys went into a complete tailspin, diving for cover and towels. She gave http://nudismpictures.net ” on her way out, presumably a bit embarrassed at having found someone other than her four friends in there.

Wow, the lads were troubled. They did not find my lack of sympathy terribly enjoyable, either. I think they were hoping I’d have been annoyed and kicked up a fuss and told the girl/s away and hence given them something else to talk about instead of what I imagine was a silent ride home and much discussion at school the following day.

I always come down to the Florida Keys in March with my wife. This year I needed to come down in February but my wife didn’t need to be away from home that long so she let me to go by myself. Being by myself and knowing there was a clothing-optional beach nearby and it is something I ‘ve always thought about attempting but knowing my wife would not approve of my mindset, I thought, “She WOn’t ever understand so go see what’s all about.”

So off I went, short pants, tee shirt, thong, and water shoes. The thong was my out if I could not get up the nerve to go completely naked. Once I got to the beach, and it is a little shore, I walked out in my shorts and sat down and started to think, “Are you going to do this or what?”

The amusing thing that happened was that I was sitting by this man and we started speaking (he was naked) and I felt uncomfortable and got up and walk down the shore to get away from him. Being somewhat in a secluded area I got my tee shirt off and short pants,just leaving on the thong. This nice couple came walking down the trail and saw me there and stopped for few minutes and told me a little in regards to the region and where to go and not to go.

Then they began down the beach. I set back to get some sun when all of a sudden they reappeared and ask if they could sit down next to where I was sitting. I said OK, wondering why they came back so soon. Well this began getting better.

There they sat naked and now having a friendly conversation with me. Soon I found they where no longer nude in front of me (they were but I just then didn’t detect anymore) but merely a good couple speaking to a visitor. Now the bizarre thing. I got up took off my thong and was standing there totally nude in front of two strangers. I’ve never been nude in front of a women besides my wife in my life and it all looked perfectly normal.

Now I was nude and this couple appeared to say, “That wasn’t that bad was it,” got up and went on their marry way. The remainder of the day I walked round the beach naked and was dreading the sun going down.

I will go back and do this again. It only appears so natural and now I am wondering how can I convince my wife there is nothing incorrect about being naked with like minded individuals. It sure beats clothing as well as the nudists you meet are extremely reassuring.

Now I need to go and figure where I am going. Get naked or bare however don’t be a prude.

-Jim
Florida
Introduced Many to Nudism

Raised a rigorous Catholic in a time that even the word nude or naked was never permitted, I had trouble understanding this assumption. I found I loved being nude really young and often had dreams of being naked exterior. When old enough to sneak off alone, I experienced my first social nude day and have never looked back.

I’ve introduced numerous buddies to social nudity and have never had one friend have a poor experience being bare. There have been several buddies that vowed they would never strip naked in public and I gave them lots of leeway and within only a couple of minutes they had stripped naked and uncovered the only negative element of the day spent naked was that they needed to put their clothes back on at the end of the day.

When I met my husband, he had been http://videonudism.com/outdoor and we both openly enjoy being naked whenever possible. We entertain many friends and for a while we were naked with just a couple of close friends and then we determined to get a clothes optional party in our back yard for a mixture of bare and fabric friends. We have a pool and Jacuzzi and the yard is completely private so this certainly made amusing lots of fun. The day of the party, we’d thoughts that perhaps this was a bad idea but too late when the first of our textile friends arrived a little early. I was wearing a sarong and my husband a male variant of a sarong. My friend Michelle had a little look of disappointment as she came in and I asked if she was alright and Michelle giggled a little and said “I believed this was really going to be clothes optional but you are dressed”! With that, I dropped the sarong and said come in and make yourself comfy. I offered the bedroom to alter and Michelle said that wasn’t essential and comfortably undressed and said which way to the pool. Some of our guest showed a little trepidation of stripping initially but within the first 30 minutes clothing was no longer optional as everyone was bare.

The evening was warm and we partied well into the morning. Most of our guests had departed by 1AM but two other couples simply didn’t want to see the evening come to an end. Finally, we offered for them to remain overnight and with one last dip in the Jacuzzi, we all went to bed.

Sunday morning, up early and headed to the kitchen to brew coffee and met Karen and Rick in the hallway. Both nude and headed to the Jacuzzi. When everyone was up, we ladies made breakfast and we all enjoyed a leisurely brunch in the nude on the veranda. The day passed and no one wanted the weekend to end. We women sunbathed by the pool along with the men enjoyed football but soon joined us in the pool.

We’ve since continued our bashes with our new located nudist pals and do meet at one other couples’ home when their adolescents are gone for the weekend. For those have share the ordinary trepidation of social nudity, I hope you’ll work up the courage to at least try it once and I’m certain that you will be hooked for life. You’d be alarmed how a lot of your buddies are nudists.

-Anonymous
Ontario, California
My first experience

26 years ago my wife and I seen the Club Med on Martinique. Our room was near the nude beach and we walked past it going to and from our room. Although we are certified in scuba, Club Med demanded a “check out” dive to be able to participate. We went for the check out our first full day there. I did not have any problem and passed. My wife had some ear equalizing difficulties and had to discontinue the check out. This required her to go back the next morning. So I had the morning alone. While walking from my room to the beach I stopped at the nude beach. I thought that I’d take a look. It really appeared strange to see so many individuals all naked! As I stood there for a minute I understood that I was the one standing out in my suit. I hesitated and was going to leave when I said to my self, “What the heck, go for it.” So I took my suit off. It was odd to be standing on a public beach, NUDE! The really shocking part was that no one looked twice! So I grabbed a seat, spread out my towel and spent the morning reading.

As it came time for my wife to return, I set my suit on and went to meet her. I asked how the dive went and she said good, so we could sign up to go diving. She asked me what I did for the morning. I hesitated and somewhat embarrassed, told her. I described the strangeness which dissolved into relaxation as the morning passed. I described that there were all kinds of folks, young and old, appropriate and much from fit all relaxing on the beach. She surprised me by saying, “I believe I should try it out too.” And that is where we spent the rest of our week when not out diving.

Since then we’ve been to many resorts, some with bare areas and some where the resort was all nude. We attend a club near us when our schedules permit. It took some years to be comfortable telling them, but now all our close friends understand how little we should pack for vacation!

-Bob
Running nude

My first time is the same as most, I started at home once I was about fifteen years of age. I was raised in a very typical American subdivision in Long Island, NY. I’m the youngest of three, the summers morning was perfect for a fast jog. I followed my daily route which took me down a fire trail next to the railroad tracks. In a secluded place the urge was really powerful so I took off my shorts and tank top the cool morning air felt so wonderful against my skin; I believed it helped me run quicker. I became very comfortable with myself in a brief period of time. Running naked down a wooded dirt road was fascinating and extremely intoxicating. Regrettably the trail was coming to an end I began to see edifices and cars. My brief moment of being naked had come to a conclusion.
as soon as I got back to my house everybody else had left for work so I stripped down and remained naked for the rest of the day. Since then anytime I can get to a nude beach or a nudist camp, I go when I can, but nothing will match those first moments back that summer so long past.

-HRB
Virginia
My First Nudist Experience

About 15 years ago I learned the precise location of the only local nude beach. It wasn’t easy to get reliable information and I ‘d gone on more than one wild goose chase. I told my wife I was really going to check it out when I got an excellent opportunity. Not long after I completed work before rush hour and set out to locate the beach. I managed to find parking but understood I would have to walk a good half mile. Crossing a couple of suburban business parking lots I came to a railroad crossing. I followed the courses as I was told I should do but I wasn’t alone. Other folks were headed the same direction carrying towels and or bags suited to time in the shore. I followed a small group of people when an opening with a route into the woods veered away from the courses. With this time I discovered there was two-way traffic. All this suggested to me a well known and frequented destination was nearing. A couple more minutes and I began hearing sounds of action, numerous voices etc.

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I really could see ahead a widening of the trail and as I approached it I saw to my acceptance and with some surprise a lot of nude and close nude people. They were somewhat crowded onto a tiny gravelly shore in the southeastern edge of a long narrow lake. On the lake there was an equally large number of nude people floating on air mattresses many linked together by holding hands or just with a hand on an adjoining air mattress. Meanwhile a number of folks waded and swam nude. I was starting to feel overdressed and did not need to be perceived as a gawker and in a way of less than a minute I was nude. The feeling was absolutely liberating. In spite of being alone I didn’t feel conspicuous or out of place. I located a small patch of beach and laid out my towel. I took a little time to just find and take everything in but soon got up and waded into the water. I knew I ‘d discovered an activity I’d repeat.
On my way home I thought it might be unsatisfactory trying to continue going to the seashore as I knew my wife would not be interested. Arriving house my wife and her sister were relaxing after work and getting dinner began. Soon http://b-boyz.com asked me if I located it and I told her yes. She subsequently asked if I took my clothing off. I told her I did and I loved it. Her reply was “You Are weird”. Boy I ‘d an uphill struggle ahead.
Good times have changed and we have been members of a landed club for many years and she’s also a nudist but that’s another story.

-Jim W.
Blaine, Minnesota

To swim carefree in this world. in para- dice.
The shores in the sun. The feeling of the air on my body as well as the coolness of the clear clean salt waters of the carabean ocean were beyond words. to walk in the most natural and free way possible, like it was meant to be be. Without a soul to care. their were hundreds others approximately
but they also were swimming carefree in this wonderful place, observing schools of fish swim by, and talking to every other like they were best friends. Others were out walking on the fine white sands of the seashore. We were discussing and unashamed, floating and swimming easily in the beautiful blue waters of the bay, the sun warming us with its intense life giving rays from above. Gone were the problems I’ve had in days gone by with a swimsuit filling up with air and sand and binding in the worst possible of manners. It was amazing not to have to sit down in a soggy swimsuit for a change. Walking down the shore could not have been easier because even though we all seemed a little different, we were all really the same, without any racial, click or sexual obstacles to beat.
My wife on the other hand was a bit uneasy to say the least. In my heart I know she would have loved it if she would have attempted it, but there were too many dilemmas for her to overcome before she could vindicate dropping her body armor. In case you enjoy you could blame it on age, you can blame it on her self image. You could say it is the taboos someone has drilled into her head for years, that the body is bad, and seeing it is a sin,or something. ( I really don’t really know everywhere that this is backed up by facts!)
You could say she’s a little set in My first experience was at a club in South Carolina. I told my wife we were going to try something different and I told her about my ides. She wasn’t actually convinced I ‘d go through with it but her doubts were erased when we pulled into the gate with our camper. I was able to readily accommodate to this new recreation but my wife was more apprehensive. She did participate in the bare activities but she was quite reserved and not very talkative which is unusual for her. I thought that she’d warmed up to to it by the next day but after I discovered that she was prepared to leave when the time came.
As for me, the experience was deep. I ‘d one of the best experiences of my entire life.

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I especially appreciated the swimming and relaxing by http://rudenudist.net . Typically, I get antsy when I hang out by a pool for a few hours and I’m ready to go a do something different but being by the pool naked was so relaxing that I ‘d have stayed for a week if time had permitted. After the encounter, I was prepared to go again but my wife did not share my excitement. She was glad she went but would favor that she never go again. We’ve been 2 times since then but she kept to herself and did not engage with others in any way. To me, the most entertaining of all is being able to discuss with like minded people and only take pleasure in the business of other people doing the same things I like to do.
I still very much appreciate being nude in a social setting but my wife doesn’t like it and wishes I ‘d just give it up. I keep expecting that things will change but for now, I a catch the opportunity to appreciate some nude recreation whenever my wife is away (which isn’t often) or I can spend just a couple of hours AWOL when she is busy with a wedding shower or some sort of “girl” occasion. I keep expecting that one day she will change her mind and be more receptive to this but for now, I am just taking it slow.manners or a little hard headed. You could say she just believed bare was crude and lewd, and consistently sexual in content. I must acknowledge I believe that this is a shame that 90% of the worlds people are driven by these same miss guided principles. I think I’m lucky to join the 10% or so who may be slightly more amenable to these not so new thoughts.
The Natural One

So young that I can’t recall. My maternal grand parents were practical and frugal, and that set the approach towards clothing. Don’t get your clothes dirty. “If you’re going to play in the mud, take your clothes off.”
As a kid, I had a vitamin D deficiency, and there were two alternatives, cod liver oil (yuk) and more sunshine. Since sunshine was free and my parents didn’t have to drive me to take it, playing bare was the remedy.
Being raised in the rural Lower Mainland of BC, most of it was rural then, researching (hiking) with your playmates (boys and girls) was the common action (no sports fields), if you got too warm, you went skinny dipping in the next creek, no huge deal.
As a youngster I did not have a bathing suit or a tuxedo. “Why buy something that you’ll hardly ever use?” Going to the beach proved to be a special occasion, possibly twice a year, and when we did, it absolutely was to one end of the seashore. Mom had a bathing suit (the only one in the family). Father went in the water in his knickers.

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Granny brought a second house dress to wear in http://picsnudism.com . Grandpa, my brother and myself went in the water nude but dressed on the beach.
Would you think that my family was really religious at this time? They were, but “small apparel” meant don’t flaunt your wealth, not hide what God created, your body. When I was a teenager/young adult there were lots of areas in the Lower Mainland that we’d go to and party and skinny dip, but many of them have become regional parks now. My first wife didn’t have a problem with nudity, http://picsnudism.net and anywhere. I was overly conservative.
When I was dating my second wife, Germaine, I in invited her to Wreck Beach. The response was “I’ll go, but I am wearing a bathing suit.” While chasing one of my sons, she fell from her top, and away it arrived. About 10 minutes later, “What the hell.” and off came the remainder. The subsequent year the climb/hike became a problem for Germaine, so we looked for a nudist club. We found and joined the previous Sunny Trails Club in Surrey, and have been part of ordered nudism ever since.
We are likely not authentic Nudists/ Naturists because we truly believe that nakedness is natural and not sexual. They truly do not, or there will not be so many rules to demonstrate that it isn’t. Do not do this or that, or don’t wear this or that, because it might seem to be sexual. More on this at an other time.

Cost was 18Euro for a full day pass, which is great value I think. I went on a Saturday and stayed for about 8 hours. The changing rooms are seperate for man and females. In the main complex there’s a swimming pool, 4 saunas, 2 steam rooms, hot and cold spas, and a bar and eatery. Plus there’s additionally regions outside where you can swim and relax. The clientelle really is pretty much 50/50 men and females, and of all ages. Woman come here either by theirselves, with buddies, or with partners – unlike the united kingdom where the vast majority of women who visit are with a partner. Everyone who goes in the sauna or steam room is totally nude(unlike these UK places where many folks keep themselves wrapped in a towel) and lots of folks just walk about the elaborate bare(though in the restaurant and pub area you have to put on a bath robe). And also unlike these UK places, there is no perving or “swinging” going on. Everyone here is here because they enjoy utilizing the sauna, hot tub, and swimming pool. I truly enjoyed my time there. This really is the type of place I’ve been looking for a very long time. It was quite active on the day that I went.

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Check itThen on the day which I returned back to the UK I had a little time to spare, so I went along to the Sauna Garten in Blub, at Buschkrugallee 64. Was not that http://videonudism.com/teen to locate the actual place itself. I had to enter the Hotel reception and ask, who directed me to the different side of the car park. Afterward I couldn’t see it easily, because there was no clear signs at the entry to say that this was a sauna complex, there was only a sign(can not remember what it said) to signal that this was the entrance to a pub. Anyhow, 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 yet, I went for the 4 hours alternative. http://rohii.com . The changing room is unisex. Afterward in the main place there is 6 saunas, and 2 steam rooms – all of varying temperatures and fashions. Plus there is a small 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 folks walk round the intricate nude. Didn’t seem to be quite as balanced a combination of sexes here though(on this occasion anyway), perhaps about 62% males/38% females at my rough approximation. I went on a Tuesday afternoon between 3 and 5pm. There was probably only about 30 folks here at that point. I anticipate it’d have got a little busier later that evening after I ‘d gone. I was unhappy to have to leave the spot! As with the Therma Europa Centre, I located this sauna certainly fantastic. And I’d visit again if/when I am next in Berlin.

If only they’d places similar to this in England. It’d be fantastic to see 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 commanded by perverts and swingers(due to the inclusion of “play rooms” upstairs), as well as a mainly male clientelle. Never ever again will I pay to visit those areas 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 merely ?35 for my flight to Berlin from London Stansted.

I anticipate returning to Berlin or elsewhere in Germany later this year, and spending a day or two nude at any of these superb sauna complexes again.

German Saunas = certainly brilliant!!

UK Saunas = totally rubbish

I did not see anyone about and I understood that nudism was taken so I fully disrobed and placed totally exposed in the sunshine. I saw a topless girl approaching and immediately covered up – being bare exterior was totally natural, being nude in front of others was not. She grinned as she walked by and I simply blushed – I was so prudish about public nudity that even seeing others in a state of undress made me uneasy. When she was out of site, I once again uncovered and decided I needed to go for a swim. I have been an enthusiastic swimmer, a life gaurd in fact, so I chose to swim further down the shore and come back. Swimming nude was quite liberating! I did that and went past a lot of the busy parts of the beach. After a little while the current was click to turn back and I realized I had just one alternative, to walk back on the seashore.
I must say that was clearly one of the most uncomfortable moments of my life. I walked out of the water, covering my genitals with my hands. As I came to prop up, I discovered that everyone was naked and seemed so natural. I still covered up, but was getting slightly more comfortable with myself. Although I was very athletic and fit, I ‘d always been sensitive regarding the size of my penis and all my pubic hair but when I saw people of all shapes, sizes and ages I realized that I was fine however I was. I let go, literally, and was free. It was quite a walk back.

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Click to viewBeing nude where everyone was bare was natural but I soon I had a new challenge. Although nudity was tolerated everyone on the shore, the most popular section was where almost everyone wore bathing suits- toplessness was common but I saw only one totally nude person.
Apart from that, it was really crowded. I really had no option except to keep on going and I continued walking bare. People looked at me – I was likely the only nude person they had seen for a while – but I kept on going. It is ackward being nude in front of others when they are not but I learned to cope with it. When I eventually reached my clothing, I was a nudist for life.
as soon as I went back to my flat with my buddies, male and female, I told them about my experience. I told them too how great it felt and asked if they minded if I went bare in our flat, they did not. Since then I spend as much of my time naked as possible and do not care whose looking.

related to nudism, that’s for sure! Transforming into or out of swim suit as a kid, and particularly at my grandparents house, was always something I did alone. Why? I really had no idea back then. As I got a little old I remember a few occasions when my brother and I changed in the same downstairs utility room, but I believe that was because we were in a hurry to go somewhere else or when grandmother was about to do laundry and wanted the suits for the wash.
Granny never made a fuss about seeing our nude butts. Why would she? Eventually I started understanding that nakedness was something particular and there was apparently a reason folks didn’t do it all over. This would have been my “awakening” to puberty, I assume. Along this time there are a number of dim memories of sitting around my grandparents house wrapped in only a towel, which was likely after swimming. There’s one clear memory of my brother “streaking” through the home and out the rear garage door. He came to a halt in the end of the garage, close to the road, where a number of neighbor girls were outside across the street washing an automobile! That affair was a family event that was talked about for a long time, and neither the neighbors or the girls ever said anything to us. I’m certain he was seen, but again, this was summer, we were visiting, and we were only children!
If I ‘d only understood then what I know now, I’d have been “streaking” way more than my brother and probably would have devised a dozen ways to loose my swim trunks or forget them someplace. Years afterwards 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 flats and got ridiculously hot and sweaty traipsing through the woods from one fishing spot to another.
Mark, being the earliest of the bunch, said he was going swimming. He went into the water and then threw his cutoff shorts out after a few moments. I think I went in second and did not desire to walk home in soaking wet cutoffs, so I removed http://nudissex.com 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 airplane 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 “improper” about it. In addition , I recall my mother and step father once mentioning a potential visit to Virginia’s eastern coastline, and asking both my brother and I if we would go to a nude beach with them. http://nudistszone.com occurred though.

It was not until about ten years after that I was introduced to printed literature on nudism.