My first nude encounter was when I was younger and very much by accident. I went to a beach with a very long coastline on the more apart end.

I did not see anyone around and I understood that nudism was born so I fully disrobed and set completely exposed in the sun. I saw a topless girl approaching and immediately covered up – being nude exterior was totally natural, being naked in front of others wasn’t. She smiled 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 uncomfortable. When she was out of site, I once again uncovered and decided I wanted to go for a swim. I have been an enthusiastic swimmer, a life gaurd in fact, so I decided to swim further down the shore and come back. Swimming nude was quite liberating! I did that and went past most of the crowded parts of the shore. After a little while the current was too powerful to turn back and I realized I ‘d just one choice, to walk back on the seashore.
I have to say that was 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 shore, I found that everyone was naked and looked so natural. I still covered up, but was getting a little more comfortable with myself. Although I was very athletic and fit, I had always been sensitive regarding the size of my penis and all my pubic hair but when I saw folks of all shapes, sizes and ages I understood that I was fine however I was. I let go, literally, and was free. It was quite a walk back. Being nude where was nude was natural but I soon I had a new challenge. Although nudity was taken everyone on the beach, the most famous section was where nearly everyone wore bathing suits- toplessness was common but I saw just one entirely nude person.
Apart from this, it was very crowded. I really had no choice except to keep on going and I continued walking naked.

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Folks looked at me – I was likely the only nude person they’d seen for a while – but I kept on going. It is ackward being nude in front of others when they’re not but I learned to cope with it. When I finally reached my clothing, I was a nudist for life.
When I went back to my flat with my friends, male and female, told them about my experience. I told them overly how good it felt and asked if they minded if I went naked in our flat, they didn’t. Since then I spend as much of my time naked as possible and do not care whose looking.

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