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.
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