My first-time naked encounter was when I had turned 23 and just moved to Monterey, CA for a fresh occupation. I was investigating the region before starting my job in a couple weeks, as well as the previous Saturday had found a nude beach along the Big Sur Coast and chose to go there the next week.
I arrived rather early in the early hours, made the half mile trek to the bare section and found a good area about 20 yards down the shore from an old couple and also a young gentleman who were already down there. I was REALLY nervous and decided I Had take it step by step. I laid out my towel and removed all but my t shirt and boxer shorts and sat on my towel for a while trying to work up the nerve. Meanwhile, more people began to populate the seashore and shortly there was a gentleman about my age only fifteen feet away from me laying out bare reading a novel.
Time passed and one hour in the beach and I still could not get up the nerve. Finally the guy near me looks over at me, nods “hello” then asks me if I would like a cold beer. I accepted, and to my surprise he got up and lugged his towel and all his stuff right next to me, reached in his cooler, snatched a couple beers afterward introduced himself and given me a beer. One of the first things he said was “This is your very first time at a nude beach, isn’t it?” I said yes and he instantly said there was no need to worry- no one was going to stare at me or do anything if I took off my top and boxers.
So, REALLY furtively off came my boxers but my shirt stayed on. He laughed and said “Now that was not so bad, was it?” I laughed and we continued to talk. Although the boxers were now off, I was sitting up with my knees pulled tightly to my chest, arms wrapped around my legs. Eventually, I became more relaxed, stood up and took off my shirt then laid back down, this time putting my legs out and leaning back, propped up on my elbows. Well, “it” occurred almost instantaneously and I quickly rolled over on my stomach, just to hear a little laugh and “Do Not worry- occurred to me my first time too” from my new-found buddy.
Within a couple hours I was completely comfortable and was tossing around a frisbee, walking up and down the shore, and even got invited into a game of Scrabble by a nearby couple. Unfortunately, the place where I worked in CA went out of business and I moved back to Michigan where nude beaches are non-existent and anti-nudity laws are rigorously enforced on public lands. I actually wish there was a landed, private nude beach on Lake Michigan! I would be there every weekend!
-Mark P
Grand Haven, Michigan
A LIFE CHANGING EXPERIENCE
My wife of 29 years died of cancer. She was raised strict Southern Baptist, so occasionally being nude at home was O.K., but she would have never considered social nudity.
A year after she died, I tried various things to get back into the social landscape. Singles clubs were uncomfortable, so I started taking short weekend trips to get out of the home.
One of these excursions found me near Panama City, Florida, about four hours from home. I had seen the Baybares site, so out of interest I phoned and inquired if a single man would be accepted. When the pleasant sounding woman on the telephone welcomed me, I asked ways. The nerves grew as I discovered and proceeded along the sandy drive to the club. I nearly turned around three times, but there clearly was no place to turn without becoming stuck in the sand. Then I came to the cable on the other side of the road that indicated the club entry where I was met by a cordial guy wearing a towel around his waist. He let me in, showed me where to park and requested me to sign in at the clubhouse.
The nervousness escalated exponentially as I parked and started the walk to the clubhouse. There, by the pool was a amazing woman sunning entirely bare. She flashed me a delightful smile, presented herself as Gloria and started to chat with me. I could not believe how relaxed she was, even though she was entirely naked. Then I proceeded to sign in, pay my grounds fees, and be given a brief synopsis of the rules and etiquette of the club.
I returned to my car to undress. After taking a huge breath, I took off the last of my clothing. Then I turned around, in complete panic, but I was immediately met by a throng of nude people of all ages and body types welcoming me and inviting me to play water volleyball and attend the potluck dinner that evening. They treated me like a long lost cousin who had returned home.
It turned out to be a splendid weekend, also it supplied exactly the closeness with friendly folks that I needed so urgently at that time of my life. Gloria will never know what a wonderful gift her smile and friendly conversation was to a solitary stranger. It gave me the nerve to return to my car, undress, and start the following phase of my own life as a nudist among a number of the friendliest, most welcoming men and women on the planet.
I remarried a year later and my new wife came to comprehend how important societal nudity was to me. After a year of marriage she graciously decided to participate as well. She loves our excursions to Cypress Cove when we can get away a few times each year.
My only regret is that I waited so long to detect the amazing experience of social nudism and how friendly folks are at nudist clubs.
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Lower, Alabama
Nude at the beach
On Saturday, July 16th, I went to my first clothing-optional beach at Robert Moses State Park’s Lighthouse Beach. It was early and when I arrived, several folks were already enjoying their nakedness. I looked around and slipped off my top & shorts and in an instant, standing bare and enjoying it. Nobody stared or gawked and for the follow ing three hours I enjoyed the freedom of no clothing. My only sorrow is that I was alone & had nobody to share my experience with. Perhaps next time, I will have a guest join me
-Tony M
New York
The one thing that disturbed me
My first nudist experience was when my partner and I went with friends to Cypress Cove in Florida. Having lived in Fla many years, I was use to tiny swim wear and extreme sun. So the transition to no clothes and extreme sun was simple. That’s until I reached for my pocket-knife in my pocket. I used to not have one! Pocket that is. In the clothed world going without my knife I felt naked. Now without both my pockets and knife I was in a quandary.
Fortunately, I had a small satchel in my vehicle in which I could carry my wallet, knife, and reading material.
Once I ‘d overcome my lack of pockets, the friendliness, ease, independence, and openness in the resort made the weekend very gratifying. We have been back several times and I’m looking forward to our next trip there next week.
-Bob B
Clearwater, Florida
Real Freedom
Our first experience being socially naked was in 1998. We had as often as possible been bare independently at home for several years since the day we were wed but we’d no notion what social nudism was around until we detected it online. Being born again believers in God, we still felt that nudism proved to be a right, great, and wholesome lifestyle. After more on-line study we were convinced that true nudism was not about sex and we scheduled a visit to Pine Tree Resort, in Crownsville, MD.
After driving through the gate one Saturday morning in June, the sight of so many naked people was at first phantasmagoric. We checked in at the office, and were presented to a nude host couple who would give us a tour of the grounds. We undressed and toured the grounds. People were swimming, playing tennis, grilling and merely relaxing as at any given resort in a park-like setting. There was an indoor and an outdoor pool, a hot tub, a hiking trail, snack bar, gift shop, etc.
It was our first time swimming nude, and we’ve never worn a swimsuit since that day. As the male half of the couple I can say that there was no embarrassment with an erection that I ‘d earlier concerns about. You will always have a towel as a backup just in case. We have never seen that become an issue for anyone. The toughest part of that first day nude was having to get dressed for the trip back home.
We now visit White Tail Resort in Ivor, VA consistently, as it is our favorite nudist resort. The people are extremely friendly there. White Tail is a family oriented resort attended by folks of all ages. To be bare all weekend, and to awaken and walk outside nude in the morning and feel sunlight along with the air all over your naked body is pure bliss. We now vacation at nudist resorts almost alone.
Our other favorite nudist resorts include Cedar Creek, Serendipity Park, Cypress Cove, and Lake Como. All of these resorts are family oriented resorts and are listed on the AANR website. We all know that we’re safer at a nudist resort than at a hotel. The easiness at a nudist resort is beyond any other we have ever experienced. The practice of social nudism has been a lifesaver as a result of pressure alleviation we love while naked.
One day nude around others enjoying life in this wholesome surroundings is similar to a week in a luxurious clothed resort. If you never have experienced social nudism then do not deny yourself this experience. Nudism is a genuine retreat from the uptight and pretentious textile society we live in. When we see folks of all ages playing sports, having a meal together or just resting nude among friends, our only regret is the fact that we did not start this amazing lifestyle earlier.
-Captain & Sweets
Virginia