A Model Nudist, Component One

I grew up in a very modest home. Total nudity was confined to the bathroom and only consisted of shower or bath time. I do not remember ever seeing anyone else in the house nude. Perhaps that is why nudity fascinated me as a teenager (beyond the normal curiosity about sex, etc.).

Somewhere around seventh grade, I started reading fantasy novels by Edgar Rice Burroughs and Conan publications by Robert E. Howard. The covers of these paperback books featured amazing paintings by Frank Frazetta or Boris Vallejo. A lot of them involved nudity by members of both sexes. The nudity wasn’t of a sexual nature; the characters in the paintings were involved in other tasks. Lots of them involved combat, where I figured nudity was unquestionably not advantageous.

The stories in the novels featured scenes of casual nudity quite frequently, particularly the Martian novels of Edgar Rice Burroughs. Both John Carter (from Earth) and the Martian characters thought spy beach of running around in the altogether. In fact, the John Carter character’s approach of transportation to Mars consistently required him waking up naked somewhere on the planet. My young head wondered what such a location would be like, where one could be free to be oneself and not be embarrassed.

I had only learned of “nudist colonies” as if they were a distant phenomenon (the movie “A Shot in the Dark” being the most celebrated reference). In high school, I heard rumors that there was a nudist camp somewhere in our county, but in the days before the Web, a teenager like me had no clue where to go for more information.

I eventually graduated high school and went off to college. While I was there, I met http://ournudism.com/young-nudist-photos.html who was an art major.

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She mentioned in passing that she drew nude models in her figure drawing course. The notion of modeling for this type of group was both scary and exciting at precisely the same time. I ventured around to the art building and saw a sheet on a bulletin board advertisements for versions. They were paying five dollars, which, in the time, was better than every other occupation I could get. I went to the Tuesday evening open figure drawing session and made an effort to draw the female model there. My drawings were awful, but I was not too interested in drawing. I wanted to watch a session and see how the model behaved, was handled, etc. It took me awhile to assemble the courage to enroll as a model myself, but I eventually did.

I got a call from the coordinator of such open session. His model had canceled for that night, and he wanted someone to cover. I taken somewhat unwillingly. Once I hung up the phone, I realized the class started in under an hour. I took a long walk around campus before going into the studio. There were only two girls who’d shown up to draw that night. It was election night, and I am certain lots of folks stayed home to see the returns.

I did not even have a robe, but the female model I had detected had not had one either. I just stripped down beside the modeling platform. I got down to my knickers, took a deep breath, and slipped them away. There I was. Both ladies did not run screaming that there was a nude man in the room. I took my poses and got more comfortable as the evening went on.

-Dan H.
Fort Worth, Texas
Surprised the Supervisor

My lovely wife and I were interested in trying out the nudist experience. While in Ohio, on vacation, we chose to visit Paradise Gardens (outside Cincinnati). When we drove up the road, passed through the gates and found a parking place, we couldn’t see the office, just a sign pointing to where it was. Getting out of the vehicle, we shucked our clothes, grabbed a towel and went searching for the office.

When we explained to the manager that we were neophytes, she exclaimed, “This is your first time and also you’re already nude!”

Yes, we were, and we certainly enjoyed our say in the gardens.

OY VEY! My Jewish Mother

I was raised by a Jewish mother who taught me that showing skin was the worst thing on earth. She also instilled in me that my body was definitely not beautiful or perfect. I heard it all of the time. Cover up. I even had to wear shoes in the home when visitors came, because my toes were “weird looking” in her eyes.

At 25, my then boyfriend told me about a nude beach he was really going to every weekend. (Pirates Cove in Malibu). He wanted me to go with him. I believed he was nuts. I resisted at first, but then he finally talked me into it. He assured we’d leave if I couldn’t handle it.

I climbed the rocks with trepidation. We got onto the beach, I threw my stuff on the sand, looked around and went WOW! It took me maybe 20 seconds to take my clothing off. That entire summer was like the summer which I fell in love with myself and my body for the first time ever.

At the end of the summer, we broke up; and I never went to another nude beach or resort until I was 42. I missed it. I felt like something was missing. No one would go with me. Finally, at 42, some buddies admitted to me that they were nudists; and that they belong to Glen Eden. My reaction was pure excitement.

I begged them to take me. We ordered it for the following weekend. I was so excited that I made myself ill. Nothing was going to prevent me. I went anyhow, and that was the day I rediscovered myself-the day I became extremely alive and whole again. That was 1993. Now, I live in a nudist resort in Land O’ Lakes, Florida; and I’m so lucky to be able to reside here. As a single gal, I feel safe.

Land O’ Lakes, Florida
We Never Looked Back

We were curious, concerned and afraid, all at exactly the same time. We studied various alternatives and picked “The Terra Cotta Inn” at Palm Springs for our first time trip. Once we walked in, it was apparent this was not going to be our regular holiday. We were shown around the grounds by Mary Clare and then went to our room to get unpacked.

After a few minutes, we ventured outside and my wife was sure she would leave the bottom half of her swim suit on. After less than 5 minutes, she saw that she was the sole individual with anything on and immediately took them away.

On that first trip, we met fantastic people who have become life long friends and can’t envision life without nude diversion.

For those who have thought of trying it, stop thinking and start planning. You will not regret it.

This Altered My Life

One day when my parents weren’t home I was in my robe alone in the house. I’d get two weeks home alone and it was summer so when they left I went outside and allow the robe drop to the ground. I recognized the cool summer breeze and the way that it felt so good so I got into the hot tub. Amazing!

For the remainder of that summer I didn’t put on clothing. My parents were scared at first but they recognized this was what made me happy.

Doylestown, Pennsylvania

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