I would like to introduce myself first, before presenting you my evolution to nudism. My name is Didier.

I’m 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 regarded as a pervert matter. Thus, I hadn’t even discovered about nudism or naturism before the age of 12. I’ve also never seen my parents, or any member of my family, naked.
So, why did I become interested in nudism ?
Everything began in 1991, in the summertime. I was then only 12. I was at home, my parents were away, and I saw a report on TV, with a nudist couple, being married in the nude in the south of France.
I still recall some quite amusing things in this TV programme : everybody was totally nude, including all the guests and also the mayor of the village, but not the priest ! The husband was wearing just a hat and also a butterfly-node, and the spouse only a wedding voile. This TV report interested me, and for the first time, I thought about going bare…
The following night, I then tried to sleep naked for the very first time in my entire 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 bare. But anyhow, I discovered it fairly good, since I felt extraordinarily free (I usually slept in pyjamas until then). The day after, my parents were away again, and I attempted to stay naked the entire day. As the weather was hot, it was a excellent day. I did all the normal items in the nude, and this was extremely plesant. The evening, when my parents came back, I was rather depressing to have 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 feared the potential reaction of my parents, I didn’ http://beach-archive.com in the nude every night. But from then on, when the weather was hot enough, I tried to remain nude as long as possible when my parents were away.
About one year later, I had abandonned my pyjamas, and I was slepping naked more and more frequently. One morning, my mom, who came public nudism to awaken me, found my pyjamas, and that I was slepping nude. But astonishingly, she did not have an extremely negative reaction. She was quite surprised, but after I ‘d clarified her, that I could not bear pyjamas, T shirt and slip 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. A couple of years later (in 1994), I liked to try to be nude outside for the very first time. I ‘d the chance that there were small woods close to the building where we were dwelling. With the other children, 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 area where I played before, and I took all my clothes away. During 1 hour, I walked in the woods, caring that nobody neither came nor could see me. The sensation of independence was remarkable… I tried to revive this experience a couple of times, but not more, as it was too dangerous : if someone had seen me, I’d have been immediately denounciated to my parents…
During that period also, I attempted to go without underwear. I did it a couple of times, but quickly stopped as, although I recognised it was more comfortable, I CAn’t keep my dick to erect at any time, and my erections were plainly seeable. I was naturally not comfortable with this, and abandonned the idea for years. During the summer 1996, I made an important measure : I shown to my mother, that I liked to stay bare at home. One day, while she’d gone away for a few instants, I went into the restroom to take a bath, but before, I wrote a little message explaining that, when I’d go out of the washroom, I’d remain nude since I felt better like this.
When she came back, she first refused, but I told her that there would be no way that I’d affirm because I did not like it, and she accepted that I stayed bare. 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 father was at home, and even, only when I stayed with my parents… The remaining time, I remained naked in my bedroom. It absolutely was clearly one of the greatest 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 had to share my room with 3 roommates, so I was prevented to sleep nude during one year, except during the week end and holidays, once I came back home. It was the last time I ever wore something to sleep.
The year after, I ‘d my owm room, so I went on again sleeping nude. Since that time (June 1997), I slept non-nude less than ten times, because I only had to (sleeping at friends’home, during the military choice, or at hospital) During the summer 1997, the local TV channel aired another programme, about a place near Geneva (called ‘Etangs de l’Etournel’), where naturist people were used to go. As this wasn’t far from dwelling (50 kilometers), I went there on my bicycle. The first time, there were no nudists as the little lakes and seashores were overcrowded (it was the 15 August week-end). But the next time, there was nobody… I halted, installed myself in a little isolated grass region, and got naked. For the first time in my life, I was bare in public, with other people who could see me. I loved 2 amazing hours. I went back there fairly regularly during the next 4 years, with great experences, and more poor ones…
For the good ones, I will mention that I Have meet my first nude girls here 🙂 I also spent many hours here, totally naked, reading a novel or enjoying the silence as well as the landscape. A lot of people could see me, but noone had a negative reaction, as nudism was fairly weel tolerated in this region except during the week-ends in the center of the summertime.
But I also found, for the first time, that nudism may also be correlated to sexual perversion… Plenty of homosexuals are used to meet around these lakes, nor hesitate to try to have sex with any bare man they see… I had to reject them fairly frequently, and I ‘d normally no difficulty, but I eventually quit to go there when I met my girlfriend (and future wife), to avoid additional troubles.

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I tried to visit a lot of other “nude locations” in the region, nevertheless they were ultimately all gay meeting points. I did not go there again… In 1998, I settled in Grenoble, to enter an engineering school. For the first time in my entire life, I had my own “flat” (in fact, a student room at the first floor, facing a street, with 3 neighbours). I began to remain naked here more and more frequently, only swearing for going out (in class or to ride on my bike), or to bring something in the common icebox on the balcony (1 for 4 rooms). When my neighbours were all away, I even could go out on the balcony in the nude.
I never had the nerve to tell my neighbours that I was a nudist, not understanding what their reactions could be : French people are quite less open-minded as anglo-saxon ones towards nudism, and nudism remains like a taboo in France… So, during 2 years, I had to keep my windows closed, subsequently secluding myself a bit… I additionally documentated myself a lot about nudism on Internet in these types of times, which encouraged myself into going on practicing this “closet nudism”. The third year in Grenoble, I’d went into a larger room, at the 6th floor, whithout direct neighbours, so I remained more and more nude. I even started to do the cooking in the common kitchen in the nude (when there were nobody), or walk between my room and also the showers in the nude. Constantly fearing to be found… In April 2001, on an extremely little climbing road free of traffic, I even tried once to ride on by bike in the buff, during roughly 10 kilometers. That was a wonderful experience, but I didn’t have the chance to attempt once again…
My improvement in “total nudism” went on in Lausanne. There is, not far from here, on the shore of Leman Lake, a little public seashore, where nudism is permitted. It is there that I had my first real nudist encounter in public, without fearing homosexual advances, during summer 2003. I really appreciated it, and I now wait for the heat once again to spend new great times on this shore, with my girlfriend, who I am trying to convert to nudism also. A few months before, I decided once again that I would not wear panties anylonger. I packaged all my panties in a bag, and kept them in an inaccessible place (except one slip for total necessity cases). As my penis is currently considerably more quieter, there is no difficulty at all, and I now never wear underwear, under any type of clothes, including jeans that I wear most of the time.
My girlfriend does the same, and does never wear panties either; though she’s still not really converted to nudism, she values the comfort of not wearing any. So goes my nudist life, slowly but surely. The next steps will be :
First, the conclusion of the conversion of my girlfriend (who will be my wife subsequently) to nudism; I know she will do it, as she’s not opposed to this idea, but it’ll definitely take a great deal of time until she is as comfortable with nakedness than I ‘m… Later, spend vacations in nudist resorts. I am hoping that this will definitely become the truth next year. Well, that is all; Thanks to all the folks who had the nerve to read my litterature until here

First Time Encounter

This might look a bit strange, but I first got interested in nudism when I was about ten years old. I read the Adam & Eve story and wondered what it would be like to be naked outside. So I went out to a patch of woods near our house and took off my clothes.

It felt amazing with the sun and air on my naked body. I was hooked from then on.I still go for walks in the woods for a naked hike. I started going to a nudist camp in southwest PA called White Thorn Lodge. I’m intending to join WhiteThorn Lodge this year.

I additionally have being to Avalon Resort in WV.they’ve a nude motorcycle show there in the summertime. http://beach-archive.com is always a good time.

-Bob H.
Mannington, West Virginia
Fearful, But For What?

Every summer from my late 20s to 30s I ‘d go to the office of Goodland in Hackettstown, NJ and inquire all sorts of questions and chicken out and go home. Eventually the year that I turned 40 I got brave enough to really enter the gate and figure out what I was missing.

When I disrobed in the parking lot I felt totally relaxed. This is actually the first time that I went into the pool and allow the suns rays dry me and felt the breeze gently caress my entire body. The feeling was quite refreshing.

Today I go to Rock Lodge with my fiance. Rock Lodge was her first encounter. At Rock Lodge I experienced two firsts. It was the very first time which I walked in the rain nude and I also had the chance to drive my car that way too. We locate the folks there to be very friendly and we feel quite relaxed there.

What I was afraid of I ‘ll never understand but I’m happy I took that first step many years back.

-Jim A.
New Jersey
Proud To Be an Advocate

Having been exposed to nudist magazines as a child, I always embraced the joy of being nude. It wasn’t until I went off to school that I was able to really join a club in Spokane, WA. What a thrill having the ability to be with other like-minded people of all ages. Upon moving to Seattle I had the opportunity to join another club in which I attended monthly swims.

While I’m somewhat detached from the west side clubs and resorts here in Oregon, I more than ever committed to the nudist lifestyle and promote it every chance I get with relatives and buddies. I can’t think of a better way to spend time home or when the weather is nice outside. When you have tried it, you will never look back.

-Rod N.
Pendleton,, Oregon
How My Wife Became a Nudist

I met my wife in 1961. We were married in 1963.

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I was hired by TWA in 1966. I selected San Francisco as my domicile. When we moved to California, we lived with Sharon’s mum until we found an apartment. We were hired to manage the building we lived in.

About 1968 we were listening to a radio show. The subject of the show was free beaches. I knew what they were but Sharon didn’t have a clue. I had not brought up nudism with her since I had a bad experience with a past girlfriend I attempted to introduce to nudism.

Sharon asked (in a kidding manner,)”You want to check that out, do not you?”

I mentioned, “Sure!” She said not without her! I said, “Fantastic!, let us do it!” The next week the show had individuals from nudist resorts talking about national naked weekend.

The host asked why people would go to a resort and pay earth fees when they could go to the free beaches. They gave several great reasons. Sharon said the resorts seemed better and if we go we’ll go there. I asked her if she needed to really go to Santa Cruz. We put on suits, shorts and t-shirts. On the way I pulled off to a side road. Sharon asked where I was going; I said it was a surprise. When I pulled in to a drive, she inquired again.

I told her it was a spot we heard about on the radio. She was uneasy. I said since we were here let’s take the tour, that we didn’t have to remain. We took the tour, the guide said if we needed to stay drive in, take our clothes away and appreciate! I was able to talk her into staying http://macdollars.net .

She asked if we needed to get nude right away. She said no, get cozy, than get bare. We drove in, I got bare, but Sharon didn’t right away. It took her no time to take all her clothing off. She said she felt out of place with her clothing on.

We were nudists until she got cancer. Sharon passed away 9/11/2001. Not a good day! I restarted nudism after her death.

-George F.
Fallon, Nevada
My First Naked Encounter

It was May 1960, I was a student at U of Ill.in Champaign. I had been reading nudist magazines since I was in high school, starting about 1950. At first I looked at the graphics, but after becoming bored I started to read the magazines. I decided that someday I’d prefer to be a nudist.

I joined the Air Force after I graduated from high school. I continued to purchase magazines while in the A.F. but at that time the law occasionally raided the nudist camps so I never tried to go. I was now free to go and I was in comfortable driving distance to a nudist camp, Zoro Nature Park.

I drove to the camp. When I arrived the lady at the gate inquired if I’d written to get permission to go to. I said no. She called the owner, Alois Knapp. He came to the gate, asked me if I was a nudist and how I knew about Zoro. I told him I ‘d been reading nudist magazines for many years and needed to become a nudist.

He let me go in the camp for the day but asked me if I had a girlfriend. I said yes, but she was at school in Rock Island, Ill. He said to bring her next time I came. I said I’d attempt. Following the spring session was over we both went home and restarted relationship. In about three weeks I requested Josie to go with me to this camp I’d visited in Indiana. I told her it proved to be a real nice spot, the people were nice and friendly, there was a pond to swim in, volleyball courts, etc. I said I thought she would enjoy it.

She asked me what was this “nature park.” I told her there were trails through the woods. She kept asking to find out more and I eventually told her we could go skinny-dipping in the pond. When she discovered that she asked if this place was a nudist colony.

In those days there was no Internet for advice so I ‘d nothing to guide me to explain nudism to her. She called me a pervert, slapped my face and broke our relationship. Gee, I wish I had known the way to describe nudism to her before asking her to join me for that visit to Zoro!

-George F.
Fallon, Nevada

I have a very tough job.

I do not work in a mine or something such as that, but this is a position that holds innumerable duties, including the supports of hundreds, if not thousands of people who work under me. I work pretty much 15 hours a day, seven days per week. I also have a family that I see in passing; I think I have three children right now, one girl and two boys. My wife used to be hot when I wed her, but I haven’t seen her in three months and she could have grown an arm out of the side of the head, I probably would have missed it. I’m telling you all of this because you have to understand the reason why I go on a one-week holiday each year, all alone.
I take no one. I don’t take my wife. I definitely do not take the kids. I usually do not take my mobile or my computer. As far as everyone I know is worried, I usually do not exist for those 7 days. And I always make it my business to go someplace where it is exceedingly unlikely I’ll meet any Americans. I usually do not wish to hear our accents and I do not want to feel like I’m on exactly the same planet as the people I socialize with during the other 358 days of the year. Last year, for example, I went to Croatia, this small country somewhere in the Mediterranean, a great little state with great beachfront and with amazing food. But all of the tourist stuff does not matter. What matters is that my life changed while there. But I’m getting ahead of myself
I got to this small spot where I was staying early in the morning. The sun was only coming out and I decided to take a walk down the beach before anyone gets up and comes to the shore. I was tired as hell and I lit up a smoke as I was walking down the seashore. There was no one there. Literally no one. A couple of seagulls and that was that. And then I saw a body in the distance, coming towards me. A jogger. As he was getting closer to me, I can swear to you that I really could see the entire world in slomo. As he was running past me, I could see his chiseled body totally under his sweaty clothing. I could smell him, I really could feel his heat.

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And then he passed me and I forgot it by the time I got to the resort.
The next day, I went swimming early in the morning and at the exactly the same time, he came running past. I watched him again and I recognized that he was seeing me. Now, for a guy who has never had any gay encounters in his life, I was a little confused that I was checking out this man, this blond chiseled hunk that was running all sweaty past me every morning. http://x-nudists.com didn’t have the knowledge of what to think. I mean, I wasn’t afraid or http://nudist-video.net like that, I’m not an asshole. But it was confusing, that is for sure.
The next morning, as I was taking my morning swim, my new buddy didn’t come running. He came by boat and just showed me with a gesture that he desires me to come into the boat with him. I did it. I have no idea why, but I did it. He told me his name was Andrei in the most beautiful Russian accent English I ‘d ever heard and I told him my name. I asked him where we were going and he told me that I’d see.
When we got there, I recognized that it was this little, completely secluded beach where no one has set their foot in decades and where no one could perhaps drift to. We disembarked and as we got to the beach, Andrei undressed and stood there before me, totally nude, with small beads of sweat running down his torso and with his fat dick hanging down. You can just imagine what happened that day and I can tell you this, my first experience, was something that I never dreamt would happen, let alone with a complete stranger, a Russian guy even. It was the very best day of my own life. And that’s him. That’s my Andrei.

Hi, my names Kat and Im Jesss sister. Im 13 and Jess has asked me to write about nudism and going bare

for this particular site.
I didnt ever consider going round naked, but I did start to notice last fall when Jess looked to not always have all her clothing on all of the time! I saw her walking round the house in her undies and additionally a couple of times going into her room with nothing on after shed had a shower. It didnt mean anything to me at all what she was doing, but it didnt worry me.
One day I was in my room and Jess knocked on the doorway. She came in to the room and she was naked! It didnt really bother me that she didnt have any clothes on, but I was still somewhat surprised! She explained that she was naked because she was a nudist, which she told me was a man who enjoys being bare (I didnt understand). She said drop discussed to mum and mum had said it was fine if she was nude at home sometimes, but she wanted to be sure I was alright with it too. It didnt bother me if she was going to be going round in the nude constantly, so I said it was fine by me. I needed to know why she enjoyed it so much though, and she said it was only feeling free and being comfortable, which I said was trendy, and she said I should try it sometime. I just kind of said uh huh to that, I didnt think Id ever really wind up doing it!
Anyway, pretty soon I got used to Jess being nude at home. It never disturbed me that I really could see her boobs and everything else, cuz Im a girl too. In the beginning she used to get dressed whenever people came round but after http://videonudism.com/hot/nakedbeachsex.php ceased doing that. That meant that my buddies when they came round occasionally saw her naked. At first I was a little bit embarrassed that they’d seen her like that but that soon ceased. None of my friends looked irritated so I wasnt either.
We used to discuss a lot about going bare and stuff like that and Jess asked me a few times if I wanted to try it for myself. I said possibly sometime cuz I wasnt really sure if I needed to or not. But having Jess walking round the house nude did mean that I didnt feel like I had to be completely dressed all the time any more. I started going out of the shower without a towel around me and occasionally I’d return to my room and lie on my bed reading a magazine or whatever without getting dressed.
My first real time of going naked was in the wintertime.

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It snowed a lot and our whole back garden was covered with snow. Jess challenged me to a snowball fight and of course I agreed. I went to get my coat and scarf and gloves and things, and I saw that Jess simply stayed standing there by the back door, with nothing on of course. I asked her if she was going to go and get dressed and she said no, Im going out like this. You ought to, also, itll be fun. I dont actually understand why, but that time I said yes, I would.
Jess was actually really surprised that Id said yes, she was like are you certain? You dont have to if you dont need to, but I did need to and I could tell Jess was really pleased that I did. I went upstairs and took off all of my clothing, then we put our shoes on so our feet didnt get chilly and went out into the garden. It was very strange being nude outside, but it was a fine feeling and it wasnt anything like as cold as Id thought it’d be. I was just standing loving what it felt like when this cold, wet snowball hit me on the bottom! We’d our snowball fight but it didnt last long cuz we both ended up pussy beach with wet hair rather fast, but being nude meant only our skin was wet and our clothes remained dry indoors! We finished up by lying down and making naked snow angels, which was amazing to feel the snow against all my skin, and fairly amusing to see two angels with bum prints in the middle! Afterward we ran inside to get warmed up and Jess asked me if Id loved myself and I told her I ‘d.
That was the only time that I went bare like that for quite some time, cuz I still wasnt sure about it. The next time was during the Easter holidays. Me and Jess went to stay with our dad, whos divorced from our mum and lives in Manchester. He’s known Jess is a nudist since she told mum and hes good with it, and this time Jess asked him if it was OK for her to go naked while she was there. He said it was and so the next morning she came downstairs with nothing on, just like she does at home.
It was a really fine day and so Jess went out to sit on the veranda. She appeared really happy to be able to go bare outdoor in sunlight and was appreciating it. That was when I decided that I’d like to go nude, also. Id been thinking of it for quite some time now, that maybe I did want to give it a go, but I wasnt sure till then. I told Jess that I’d decided that I wanted to go nude and she said that was really great, so I went inside and took my clothes off. I went back out into the garden and sat down with Jess.
It felt extremely great to be bare, actually. I cant really explain it, but when I went naked in the snow it felt fine, but this was even better! It was really amazing having the ability to sense the breeze and items on my naked skin. And I didnt feel at all troubled about being nude cuz Jess was as well. We discussed for quite a while, mostly about going nude and I said now I could comprehend why Jess enjoyed it.
We stayed out in the garden sunbathing and discussing all afternoon, then went back up to the house. Jess gave me a hug and said she was very proud of me for being so assured and for coming to my own choice about going bare, which was fine, but I couldnt really see what the big deal was it was just enjoyable for me! I saw my father once I went in the home, and when he saw that I didnt have clothing on he smiled and said not you as well! I asked him if it was acceptable and he said it was good, so that was cool.
After that I started going nude more and more. Not all the time at first (like, that day I got dressed in the evening, but the following morning I was naked again), but when we got home to my mums I began doing it a lot. At first it was just at weekends if we were out in the garden and perhaps in the mornings I wouldnt get dressed until after breakfast (I began sleeping bare also) but after a bit I started coming home from school and instead of changing my clothing I ‘d only take them all off and remain that way until the next morning, just like Jess does. I asked mum if she minded me being naked and she said not in the smallest, shes had plenty of time to get used to it with Jess!

I am not sure the best way to pick one encounter as my first,

since I have had nudist experience over my life that didn’t really seem like nudist experiences.
At about 8, my father, uncle and myself spent a weekend at a “fishing hole’ – no cottage, but a mobile home outside in the woods. On the second day of heat and zero fish getting, we went for a swim to my surprise, in http://ournudism.com . It was excellent, it was exhilarating and it made my father and uncle appear so ‘crazy and cool’. That occurred a couple of times over a couple of years.
My dad passed away when I was 12. That following summer, my mother allow me to spend about two months with my uncle, aunt, cousins to sort of let me regroup as she was coping with a lot of the wake. My uncle/aunt were not nudists, nor even clothes optional – only relaxed. They had a pool and skinny dipping was the norm (two cousins, boy and girl younger than me). Many times we’d roam in the house still naked, which after all my encounters outside, seemed just exhilarating.
My mom and I moved to a home in a busy suburb two years later, but it had http://videonudism.com/firsttime and nice small in-ground pool. I’d get home from school about two hours before she came home from work. Naturally, I skinny-dipped continuously, and once autumn and winter arrived, would go nude a few hours every day inside. The following summer when we opened the pool, I was always permitted to have friends over, and two of my closest friends (man) started skinny dipping. There was always an extra sense of independence when going nude with others.

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I eventually started to boldly swim in the early morning, to start the day the very best possible means, understanding my mom was still in the house. It wasn’t so much that I was being more bold, more that I was just more comfortable, and desired not to be ‘slipping’ around in the nude. She saw me skinny dipping several times, as the kitchen window looked right outside to the pool and backyard. Initially, I was naturally nervous, but she never made a major issue of it, requesting me that first time had I outgrown my swimming trunks as I would come in wrapped only in a towel. One afternoon after school was out, I came home from summer league softball and she was outside by the pool. I simply thought ‘what the heck’ and went out with my towel and jumped in. It turned out to be a nonevent, because after I left the pool and sat across from her, we started talking about my father, and her telling me how he loved going bare. It might have been the first, truly actual dialogue about my father we’d since he expired.
The following morning, I stopped at the kitchen and asked if she needed to join me for a swim. She said she’d be outside after and she did. After what was bluntly lots of nervous energy diving and swimming in the pool, everything was only tranquil and completely open. We spent about four hours talking about my dad, our family, buddies, then films, music and things I ‘d never presume to just ‘chat’ about with my mum. It was sort of an overcast day, and a drizzle put an end to the time that had flew by to our amazement. I said I loathed we needed to go in, and she just picked up my towel with her stuff and went inside. We spent the rest of the day interior in a brand new routine of liberation.
Once I got my driver’s license, and her work became more demanding, we seldom spent time together, and even when we did, it was unfortunately inconvenient to relax in the nude it seemed, so it sort of just stopped other than infrequent times or early in the morning routine.
So, there are three moments in time for me, and I do not even consider them my first encounter. That would be at college, my fourth weekend in school, but that’s another story and I’ve all ready defined the concept of ‘long winded’.

I used to sneak out of my house nude (we were lucky and had a huge back yard

that was fairly protected) and only lie in the hammock. That likely began when I was 11 or so.
First in public was two years back in Croatia, Istria, with http://x-nudism.com/demo1.php . My parents have always been naturists (as far as I know), but I never had the guts (like if they had friends over for the hot tub or whatever, I Had just stay inside and play video games.) But like a lot of other folks have said, once you are in a real naturist spot, and also the women are looking at you like you’re a freak since you’ve your suit on, it gets simpler.
After around three hours or so I completely forgot I was bare and almost forgot to dress before I crossed the gate back to the clothed side of the campground. I adore the feeling and despite being a teen boy who http://nudissex.com , its never been sexual. Which surprised me, cause the entire day when my parents told us we’d be “going through the gate” if we needed I was like “bring it on” but then when we got there I was like, ok we’re in this together and if I get lucky she’ll arrive at the campfire tonight lol and actually, honestly didn’t actually think about the fact we were both nude. (Hi Allison! lol )
I am aware I’m babbling but I only would love for Americans to get past this mad hangup and learn to enjoy nature and the sensation of being free.

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I know for a fact that three girls in my personal class in college study naked (truth in truth or challenge) but two of them think a nude beach is sinful. And there are guys on my soccer team who’ve never showered in a gym lockerroom since they are overly self-conscious.
Dudes, get a life. People are going to make fun of you because of how you behave, not how you appear nude.

My wife and I are both 39 with 17yo lad and 16yo girl. We’re interested in joining a local nudist resort but are somewhat worried about their ages and ideas.

I frequented nude beaches, bare bun fun runs, clothing optional hot springs and swims on my own from 18-22, when I met my soon to be wife. She was raised quite conservatively. At 24 I discussed her going to a couple places, and she was surprised to like it. At 23 we had our boy and we both got too busy to really go. At 31 9/11 happened and we determined to appreciate life.

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We went to hot springs on own and enjoyed it however. So we’ve taken the children twice a summer since that time. At their ages they jet followed parents. But where we go is quiet, it’s often been just family for a number of the time. When others are there, everything has gone smoothly. Children love it and dont even think of it as strange, they’re below the water considerably of tye time. This summer they’ll be mature – 17 boy and 16 girl. By
only do we want to go to hot springs this summer, wife and I are referring to jointing a club just she and I go to once a year together. She is stressed our lad will feel strange and get erections. I told her that nudists do not get erections because naturism isn’t about sex. I’ve never seen an erection at a nudist area. Of course I actually don’t go frequently. I’ve been doing some research, not much, and have read that erections do in fAct happen fairly routinely. I’d like to be aware of when this is in fact authentic. Young lads? Adolescents? Men? I can in understand in teens but I never even got close to one so I ‘m surprised even disappinted. http://videonudism.com/teen/nice-tits-on-the-beach.php liked how innocent the spots look. Again I told the wife that they don’t occur and she’s no reason to believe I’m erroneous since she never saw one while there. By the way I am stressed our lad might be susseptable to erections sine last summer he got one at the hot springs for the first time. He wispered it to me when I asked him to help me begin lunch , therefore I let him stay in water until it went away. I never told my wife. I only figured it may have become the warm water creating the erection as that’s happened to me, but at my age, I can control it better. It might have instead been the older adolescents in http://videonudism.com/public following pool over.

So I suppose what I’m inquiring long windedly is what are the chances a 17yo will get an erection in public? A 39yo? What’s the best approach to ask them to join mom and father in this lifestyle, or do we merely drag them there whether they enjoy it fully or not and say it’s an adult decision, kids don’t vote? Can it be harder on tye daughter compared to the boy? Thanks! Any suggestions are apreciated!

A couple of years back, after graduating high school, we went on a graduation trip to St. Martin

, an island in the Caribbean. We were 5 men and 4 girls, all single. The shores t here are unbelievable, especially Orient Beach. The topless girls kinda help also! Unfortunately, not one of the girls we were with took off their tops. Yet.
On the 2nd day, we decided to walk the whole lenght of the shore and go check out the nude section and see what all the hype was about. Once we arrived at the Orient Club, which is the nudist section basically, a man from our group suggest that we go in and do as the others, without clothing!! After a couple of laughs and giggles, http://rudefly.us takes off his swim trunks and 1 minute after, everybody is naked as a worm. Now, not getting an erection was the huge challenge here, since the girls were pretty hot nude and having some of them compliment me on my dick only made things worst! lol I attempted to think about pain, 98yo nude women, a pitbull as well as my last trip to the dentist. It kind of worked until we all decided to lay down on some towels.

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Seeing the girls bending over was just too much so I decided to go take a swim in the ocean. They soon all followed me. Then after a while, we got out and thankfuly, after spending some time concentrating hard on other matters, I was limp again. Kind Of. But now my pal, who’ll remain nameless , was tough and didnt want to leave the water!! lol Nobody wanted to help him out with a towel so he needed to come out, rather embarrassed!
Laughing, but knowing I could be next, I had the good idea of telling them that since the sun is really powerful perhaps we should cover up before we get sunbruns in particular unsuitable places! So that was my nudist experience! As for the remaining portion of the excursion, it went very well I had sex with 2 of the 4 girls from our group which was one more than I anticipated.

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share with you my story of my first nude beach experience, I think that I must say a couple of things about the girlfriends I went with. These are my three best girlfriends that I’ve known for a long time, ever since we started first grade. We stayed good girlfriends all these years and every year (when we can afford it), we go for a holiday down to Mexico and check out a new place every year. It’s been our little tradition for a few years now and we’ve had some crazy times south of the border. However, this last year was actually something else. It was the very first time we went to a nudist beach and I only need to share our experience.
We initially thought that it would just be another one of our trips, all four of us were really psyched to go and we actually needed the vacation. Additionally, we chose to go somewhere where we could really kick back and relax without having to bash all night long. We determined on a place called Riviera Maya that is just south of Cancun, but also merely south enough to avoid all of the crowds that plague Cancun. When we got there, http://nudeyes.com was like paradise. You know those shores with the insanely white sand and crystal clear waters that merely tempt you to jump in without even checking in? Well, it was one of these places. I could recommend it to practically everyone.
And for a few days, everything was going as intended. We were relaxing on the shores whole day long, went out for a few drinks in the evenings and we were, if we are fair, being a boring bunch. Actually, it was getting a bit too monotonous. I mean we were still in our 20ies and regardless of how exhausted you get over the course of the year, you do want some pleasure when you go on a holiday. That’s when one of my girlfriends, Tyra, said that there’s a shore where nudists go, something of a combined shore at which you are able to go either clothed or in the nude. This was something we never attempted before and we determined that it will be a great way to spice things up a bit. We also expected that there would be some guys there that we could check out in the nude. You never know, right?

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The first thing that we noticed when we got to the shore is that everyone was in their swimming suits, guys, girls, everyone. We were a bit disappointed and we already thought that someone has misinformed us, perhaps even as a prank, sending four women to a “supposed” nudist beach and then laughing their heads off picturing us waltzing naked to a regular seashore. As it turned out, this was not true. The nudist part of the beach was a bit down the beach and we soon started finding more and more folks enjoying their day at the seashore in the nude. There were women in topless, girls that were totally bare and even a few really hot men all naked and showing off. One man truly had something to show off if you know what I mean.
Then it hit us we were really shy. Or at least three of us were. Tyra was naked before we could put our towels down and I can tell you that it absolutely was a glorious sight to see her in all her curvy goodness all bare and not worrying about a thing. I made http://beach-photos.com to give topless a go along with the picture that I sent you is only that. Tyra in the middle, all bare and without a care in the world. Me in topless and our two girlfriends with their backs to the camera, still not feeling daring enough.
The next day, however, we were all nude as the day we were born and I can let you know that it’s the best thing a girl can do. The independence is intoxicating as well as the sun feels so fantastic on the nude skin.

Ah, nudists! Through the years I’ve grown to actually appreciate nudists and nudist

hangouts in general. Now, as a youthful kids, closer to infancy, I recall we always made like Tommy from the Rugrats and continuously stripped our clothes away. http://nudistpic.net ran around the home trying to pick up the articles of clothing as we ran by them, tossing off something different. (Eventually they recorded all our clothing on with duct tape and then further secured us to our high chair with said tape. Your parents didn’t tape you? Oh, well then I might’ve merely been one of the lucky ones.

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Oh I jest, calm down) As a
child, I had to go through my parents divorce, then the awkward conclusion of attempting to work out who to live with. In the beginning, I lived with my mom for a couple years. I still remember all the different roommates we had living with us homosexual, straight, male or female, people from many walks of life. For that I thank her because I grew up being socially well-rounded with many different belief systems and lifestyles around me. One roommate, whom I still have as a good friend in my life, was a gentleman (whom well call George) who practiced nudism. Well, not that you have to “practice being nude” since we all are under our clothing anyhow, but people who favor that lifestyle do have a tendency to shed those outer garments a lot! To his credit, instead of simply being naked on a regular basis, he always made sure that it’d be alright with all the other roommates including my mom, my sister and I, before he seemed undressed, so that everybody in the house wouldnt be too bothered when he was “practicing his lifestyle.” Of course as http://troyxxx.com , the sight of a naked guy running around the house can be something of a giggle, but because of how I ‘d been brought up, I wasnt troubled by it. as soon as I wanted to have non-nudist friends over, I would make sure to tell him so beforehand and he’d immediately go throw on a set of shorts without a criticism. So that the system we had in the family worked just fine.
My mom was very openly passionate about nudity also, as well as all those other taboo topics that come up awkwardly when youre a teenager when discussing with your parents. To her credit, instead of waiting until my sister and I reached our teenager years, she made sure that we understood about different things that go on in other peoples houses, behind closed doors, and even in our dwelling not that being naked was a tremendous thing. ( I don’t have any doubt if our President and his staff ran around nude, the countrys reaction would be one of total approval!)] Mom was a “not everywhere, not all the time” nudist, meaning she liked to hang out at home naked, run around the backyard naked, but not run around a nudist park. Social nudity outdoors with several hundred other people simply wasnt her thing.
It was, nevertheless, Georges thing, and he belonged to a local nudist resort and spent most weekends there. I remember asking him about the place and he always answered enthusiastically about it as being nice and also a fun area, but I wasnt quite ready yet. He made a standing invitation for my mother, my sister and I to go whenever we decided it was time, but he’d not do so without my moms written permission and with everyone’s entire understanding of what the conduct rules were there. Finally, perhaps a year after, my mom and sister did go with him, and loved the experience very much. But by then I ‘d moved out and lived with my dad and stepmom and was being raised in a fairly sheltered, religious sort of way. This entire nudist matter didnt appear sinful, but modesty was drilled into my head, so I was less amenable to the notion of being nude around other people until a few years later.
Then came the “Great Rebellion of Age Fourteen,” and one day while hanging out at my mothers house I eventually got the guts to ask George if I really could go with him to this nudist resort and see what all the fuss was about. We both made sure it was fine with my mother, and it was, so off we went to the nudist park! Being the shy, awkward child I was, I did not run around dropping my clothes right away. Rather, I think the first couple of times I secured myself in the pool and rarely left it, except possibly to play a game of badminton. (Yes,I played badminton as a young child. You didn’t? Gosh you really missed out! Oh yes, so back to naked badminton…) It wasnt that I was uneasy in the place, because everyone was extremely pleasant and encouraging. I suppose I played badminton to avoid staring at individuals. It is difficult not to stare at fifty or so people lounging about like lizards in the sun without a shred of clothing on. Particularly when you are fourteen. Obviously, when you are fourteen, you additionally thank the gods for your youth and tight skin. One thing I understand I can thank the nudists for were their bashes.
It’s uncanny how many parties they throw. I think they sit in front of a calendar saying ‘Alright, so Halloween is coming up at the end of the month, then there is Thanksgiving, but damnit! There must be something in between!” Then they recognize there is Election Day (which isn’t really something to celebrate these days), Veteran’s Day, and Eid Al-Fitr (for all you fasting nudists out therethough they are hard to locate). Those days are celebratory enough, so they throw a bash and have plenty of food and sit around drinking their cocktails, eating everything in sight (at least I did), and observing their nakedness, er I mean the vacation at hand.
On one such vacation, I can not remember which, they had one really talented member of the resort staff doing body painting on anyone who was interested. Now, if you’ve never had a paintbrush dragged across your bum, well let me tell you, it tickles! I decided to get up enough guts to possess the gentleman paint a dragon from my shoulder to simply under my rear. It looked lovely, really! Everyone was telling me how amazing it appeared, on me and only in general. I believe even a German television crew was there filming the festivities. Those Germans, they will put anything on television – even a lot of ol’ nude people. But so I pranced around all day, showing off my backside to every adoring onlooker. Later, much of my body shyness dissipated after that day.
After that I made many return visits and then I started looking forward to it almost every weekend, as I ‘d made many friends there of all ages, and loved being able to just lounge about in the sun. I appreciated it so much, after several years I quietly started telling some of my friends about it. To my surprise many were interested themselves, and eventually I brought to the resort a girl friend from high school. Later the same year I brought there my boyfriend in the time (even though he proved to be a whole lot more religiously repressed than I ever was.) And still after that summer, I brought an Internet buddy from Ohio while he seen to share his first day of social nudity with our club members. During the next few years, I encouraged quite a couple of pals to join me in the resort, and all of them wound up having a fantastic experience! As you can view, this lifestyle is some thing that now I love sharing with folks I know. As a young woman, I’ve finally moved out on my own, and I love running around my very own house naked whenever I get the opportunity (and at my mothers house whenever I return to visit.) I am now proud to say I’m a Nudist (with a capital “N”), and I have my mother and her roommate George to thank for it, those many years ago.
That all being said, I think I ‘ve some sunning to do. It is a rather wonderful day and I’ve a great balcony that is calling to me.