So the “braviest”…well, could be several. I use to possess a jet ski in southern california.

I’d go to Lake Elsenore. On several occasions I would ski nude…or simply troll along pulling myself behind the ski. That turned out to be a different experience. Anyway, one time skiing I discovered a boat with some passengers in it who saw me. They started coming my way. It was a girl and two other girls. She said hi and asked if I ‘d do that somemore. I was somewhat surprised as I rather I was really going to get an ear full. So, I started skiing near and along side them for a bit. and planned to hook up after.

On another occasion I was driving to a nude resort with big tits at the beach . I just had on a top. whew** luckily I didn’t need to get out of the car.

I have laid out nude in my backyard, and balcony when living at an apartment. I’ve gone hiking nude in various areas.

I’ve even had neighbors come to my door who I didn’t know. In one case the one girl requested to utilize the telephone. I said sure but told her to wait because I needed to put some pants on. I was surprised when she said that’s okay, the she and her friend had been watching me from across the pool place. So I let them in and we conversed.

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Being a real pilot and when I was flying routine, I and a few friends took off for Lake Mead and stripped while enroute and landed at a non-management field and simply kept our clothes away. We ended up camping at a shore a couple of hundred yards away.

‘Gettin’ nekkid’ is generally

the rebellious action of selection on
The non-fkk boy says to
his buddy, “Look what I’ve discovered!” as he shows the nudist kid a copy of Playboy
or some similar magazine, which he found somewhere.
pictures of scantily clothed, erotically posed women, the boy who has seen
hundreds of individuals of all ages and body types, will probably believe, “I’ve seen
Why does he want to steal looks at this?” He
might also believe, “This is not even what most folks look like.”
Growing up without shame
All these things happen to
Fkk children, also. The one huge difference for kids who were lucky enough to grow
Upward in a naturist environment is that those kids have literally seen those
changes take place, as their old friends and siblings went through that
difficult time. Due to that experience, they are better prepared for it
We read in the newspapers
Trustworthy person who took advantage of a kid in a sexual way.

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With hundreds
of nudist clubs in North America, that problem almost never occurs at our
A family which is open
enough to have seasoned nudism, just like a healthy non-naturist family, is
also open enough to have discussed sex abuse with their kids. These
children understand that they’ll tell their parents immediately if they ever imagine
that something is wrong.
We’ve been told by
authorities the motive fkk clubs have an extremely low prevalence of sex
offenders is that we’ve got the reputation of prosecuting those people, while
until recent years, many other organizations have “crossed those issues under a
Carpet”, more concerned with their public image than with the security of the individuals
they should have been protecting.
have felt much safer committing their misdeeds within organizations which have
tried to cover up their difficulties with molesters.
encouraging to know that Bare Buns, and many other nudist clubs, have a really
good relationship with law enforcement agencies. Some of their officers are
You can be certain that if we were doing anything
Almost all sex offenders are males. At a fkk club, it would be super easy to
tell if a man were to become sexually excited.
Some other intriguing
We do not present this
Advice in an effort to attempt to make ourselves seem to be “better” than
our non-naturist friends; instead, this advice could clarify some other
interesting observations about nudists’ lives:
The divorce rate is lower
among fkk families, and their children often make better grades than
similar children in non-naturist families. We do not believe that this is BECAUSE
the families are nudists; it’s more likely that the marriages are more stable
AND their kids make good levels AND the families are nudists because the family
members have a tendency to communicate a little more openly with each other within their daily
Regard all bodies
Children see all kinds and ages unclothed, they learn endorsement of the maturing and
aging processes; they do not think they have to have face lifts, boob jobs and
collagen injections to become socially appropriate; they do not grow up thinking
“You’re what you wear”.
They’ve probably never had
a instance of a child being killed for his tennis shoes or his Eddie Bauer jacket!
My father tells me I ‘ve a habit of following the trail less travelled, and so it was with becoming a nudist. think that when Americans
which stem from body acceptance will diminish.
A clothing optional vacation is just like
your other vacations – with First Nudist Experience using a Friend – you don’t have to wear
clothes. An increasing number of individuals are enjoying these types of holidays and a
growing number of first class resorts are offering the alternative to go topless or
Clothing-Elective or Nude diversion has been
the norm in Europe for many years, and while a bit slow to “catch on” in the US
proper, it’s becoming very popular, particularly in Caribbean destinations
catering to American tourists.
It’s not at all uncommon for the first timer to be a bit nervous getting
started, but once they get out of their clothes, any nervousness quickly
There are two fairly good procedures of going about getting “nekkid” for the first
1. Lots of first timers will choose destinations that are clothing optional for
their first excursion. Optional means just what it signifies – you can choose to go
with or without your bathing suit. Many of the finer resorts like the Grand
This way you can work out
of your suit a bit more slowly until you’re comfy.
2. If you have already made the decision to
go to a clothing optional or nude strand you have already passed the biggest
hurdle. When you get there, head out to the nude beach or pool, and instantly

This past summer, we attempted nudism for the very first time, and I can’t say it came naturally to us.

Sure, we had some questions and a lot of uncertainties, but the conditions were such that we were pressed into this movement luckily, to never regret it after!

We used to go holidaying to the hot nations three years in a row before last summer. That which we wanted to do was go fifteen days on vacation in a relatively affordable, not exceedingly crowded and sunny.
It was all good, but the last two standards were debatable. For example, on the Riviera everything is expensive, and following an encounter of a friend in 2007 to Collioure, the sun sometimes keeps the UV starved tourists waiting.
So we believed to go through the Pyrenees and Spain on the Costa Brava where one could find a lot of sun, the costs are lower than in France but tranquility and empty beaches are totally out of question. In May, when I was doing my researches, there clearly was no question of going into ordered nudist family photos , but they were all too pricey.

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And I came across the site of a swimming pool campsite, 10 kilometers from the seashore, with small variety of seats… I enjoyed it very much from the very s tart, except that I ‘d not detected that it was a nudist camp. What a disappointment it was when I came to recognize it! I didnt know what to think of it.
I continued my research for a week, but I found nothing I liked. I did not even dare to speak with my boyfriend, but I couldn’t stop thinking about it. Could we really make it? I’m 27 years old, but I am not a bombshell. My height is 1 m 74 for 62 pounds, and luckily I have no midriff, but no breasts either, and I took everything in the buttocks, 92 inches, as well as cellulite, I was entirely stiffened by reluctance to show them off. That is why I largely fancy abandoned shores where nobody can see that part of my body.
Then I began reading articles about naturists, I thought, also, that in a campground this size so near the sea there would be few during the day by the poolside. And anyways, nude people surely kept a greater distance between their mats. Some phrases comforted me very much: respect for others, close to nature, ecology… I finally contacted the campsite: no troubles with booking. All was going well, the sole thing remaining was to talk with family nudists pics , who taken instantaneously.
And then there came the fateful moment when we were standing before the gate. We got registered, unpacked and settled, with the only crucial thing remaining to be done undressing! And it’s not so clear, I am already quite elaborate with my real and there is also something that I had not thought of: I am Belgian, blond, with blond skin and my skin is extremely white. I am ever so frightened to get sunburnt! Luckily, it was already a late afternoon, the pool had closed, it was becoming a bit trendy, I liked to avoid stripping and furthermore I wasn’t the only one dressed in the evening (many teenagers, as well as girls of my age, were dressed, also).
So the following morning it was the most difficult. I went to the blocks with only a t-shirt on. So it was the first time I exhibited buttocks and my genitals in public. I was a little surprised on arriving at the washroom: no cabin with a door, you take a shower together, which is legitimate in a sense. So I had no option, it was mandatory that I took off my top to take my shower, making it the first time being naked in front of a dozen of individuals. It assured me a lot and after my shower I returned to the tent naked. We then went to the pool, there were a few folks, but I did not feel what I hate about the textile beaches, meeting heaps of dirty looks that appear to say “look at this one with her fat ass!”. Here, nobody looked at me, I lived in utter indifference, and I was totally filled with this particular ambience.
And what about the bath I could not believe it, I still virtually even difficult to trust that feelings are so distinct, so nice it was with just needing to remove a tiny piece of cloth! I, who did not like swimming, I stayed for hours in water. I loved it, swimming, diving, playing with my boyfriend. I felt revived, it wasn’t me but another girl who finally found the pleasure of bathing. In addition, it was not like other campgrounds that we attended. Normally at cloth campsites, the pool is squatted by kids crying, agitated in every way. Here, there were also children, they played alright, but it was more respectful of other swimmers. The pool was very large, it’s also there, but I feel the same pool in a textile campsite was overly noisy.
I’m now a frequent visitor of that campsite, as well as my boyfriend; I keep on browsing gallery nudism section at their site hoping to find us as one of the most faithful nude beachers of all the times!

My father tells me I have a custom of following the route less travelled, and so it was with becoming a nudist.

When I was sixteen one of my partners, Tony, suggested we go and take a look at the neighborhood nude beach. Not having seen a real live nude girl before I immediately agreed and we set off.
I was not comfortable with this and said we should go down onto the shore and sit in the group. Tony said that would be too bizarre so we remained hidden for about twenty minutes, and I saw my first naked woman (and my fiftieth, all on the one day).
Walking home Tony asked, What do you really believe makes people want to go nude on a beach?
I said I wasnt sure, but there must be something to it otherwise why would there be so many folks on an out of the way beach. Yet, in the back part of my mind was a notion that maybe I’d like to attempt, but would I possess the nerve.
The idea continued to grow and enjoy most novices I started sleeping nude when you can do so, and questioning around the house nude when the opportunity arose. This had me becoming more comfortable nude, but the idea had grown to a urge to try the nude beach.
So, six weeks after my first visit I was back at the beach discovered that I ‘d be bare in the sunshine. I laid out my towel, took off my shirt and short pants, but couldn’t go any farther.
Over an hour later I still had not advanced, when three girls, only a couple of years older than me, laid out their towels next to me and minutes later were naked.
This is a new experience for me and Im nervous about being nude.
There is probably a 120 manhood on this beach, why would yours be unique. If you are not definitely going to be naked you probably shouldnt be here.
Her buddies where nodding in approval, so I got up and went for a swim hopeful of finding guts to drop my swimmers. It didnt come I packed up my stuff and headed home.
After that afternoon my girlfriend, Anna, asked me where I was during the day. I told her about where I had been when she asked, Have you been down there with Tony perving on the nude girls again?
No, I was seeking out what it is like being naked on the beach?
What? Were you down there bare? she inquired.
No, I not could convince myself to lose my trousers.
Well, perhaps we can try again tomorrow, she said.
Tomorrow morning you, and I, proceed to the seashore and strive for an all over tan. Maybe if you have some support you will be a courageous lad.
So the next morning the two of us walked across the pathway to the seashore, as with every measure the butterflies grew in my belly. We climbed down onto the shore and took up position close to the center at the high tide mark.
With the 20 or so naked folks, it suddenly seemed very crowded. We laid out our towels and dressed down until I was in my swimming costume and Anna in her pink bikini.
Are you really going to take those off? she said.
Im going wait awhile, Im somewhat uncertain at the moment.
OK, we can lie here and talk.
Anna afterward laid face down and we chatted about all of the things teenagers drift around, discussing who of our friends were likely to become couples, which couples were breaking up and our plans for the remaining part of the summer holidays.
Anna then requested me to undo the ties of her bikini top and the conversation continued as it had before. Shortly after she lifted onto her elbows showing the profile of a lightly tanned breast, though the tan lines of her bikini stood in contrast.
We continued talking and people continued to file on the shore, and a real crowd was starting to form. There were also a large number of yachts and motor boats taking up moorings in the bay. Some of these boats had just one guy on board, while others had whole families on board, including some with kids the same age as Anna and I. The common theme was that almost all on board were naked.
Anna proposed a swim and bound to her feet leaving her bikini top lying on the towel. I must have revealed my surprise, as she grabbed my hand and said, Come on slow poke, get into the water. I had no alternative and we were soon up to our belly buttons in the water.
Peter, have you noticed we’re the only two people on the shore wearing costumes? free nude beach said.
Yes, but
Why dont we take them off in the water and swim about for some time and see how we feel?
Yes, but
There was no argument Anna had her bikini bottom off in one movement and was then tugging at the side of my swimmers.
Its OK I can do this myself. So I did and for the first time, since I was two years old, I was nude in public.
We frolicked in the water, shoving each other under, hanging off the anchor lines of the moored boats, and diving for the bottom. The water was cool, as it always is in the weeks before Christmas but the heat of the day more than made up for the small chill getting in. Visibility under water, without mask and snorkel, was practical, however only extremely clear enough to see where stone and sand joined, we couldn’t see any detail for example fish and coral that will have been apparent with some equipment.
While swimming, I’d hung our swimmers around my neck, so they didn’t accidentally vanish, and we consistently stayed in at least waist depth water. Anna seemed entirely at ease in the water, flitting her bottom every time she glided submerged. I wasn’t that comfortable, but the veil of water provided some security. Eventually we decided it was time to get out. I eased my swimmers back on to leave the water and Anna gave me a look of pained despair, but she put her bottoms back on and we went and laid back on our towels.
I towelled off, and re-laid my towel to lie in the sun. Anna simply dropped down on her towel, rung the water from her long blond hair, and laid back.
Are you comfortable? I mean, topless in front of all these people, I mumbled.
Yeah, why? Is it a problem?
No, not at all. Merely inquiring, thats all.
Well relax a little, topless on a nude beach is no huge deal. Its not like keeping your swimmers on would be.
Not simply yet.
Can you get my water bottle out and hair brush out of my beach bag? she asked.
I needed to stand to get her stuff out and when I’d discovered the beverage bottle, I turned to find Anna stealing from her bikini and stretching out on her beach towel.
Are you comfortable? I mean, bare in front of all these individuals, I said.
Yeah, why? Is it a problem?
No, not at all. Simply inquiring, thats all.
Well relax a bit, bare on a nude beach is no big deal. Its not like keeping your swimmers on would be.
I looked up, I looked down, I looked all around, and I was the only man on the shore which was not naked. What where my alternatives I given Anna her drink, sat down, slipped off my costume and promptly rolled onto my stomach.
Anna giggled and I said Whats funny Im naked arent I.
Yes, but Ive never seen anyone with this kind of white bum!
So you have an all over tan?
Yeh we tend to not worry much about clothes round the house or around the pool.
So your family would be nudists then?
Yes, they’re and so are you now!
And I’ve been ever since.

My first experience as a nudist and as a curious girl

Life would be a very dreary and a very unhappy place if not for best friends.
All of us have them and we can’t imagine our lives without them. For me, it is these two girls, Amanda and Lucy. We met when we were six of seven and we remained great friends ever since. We spent some great times together and we carried each other through some really challenging times too. Well, these have always been Lucy and Amanda for me.
They are also totally distinct. Lucy is more like me, shy and demure, almost introverted while Amanda is the different side of the coin. She’s mad, she is adventurous and she is constantly searching for new ways to produce me and Lucy feel uncomfortable. I really could spend days listing all the experiences she’s put us through over the years but that is not the point of the narrative. The point of this story is to inform you about my first nudist experience. Our first nudist experience and about the very first time I understood that I find my best friends appealing in a sense that’s a bit more than merely friendly.
Obviously, it was Amanda that proposed we should try out visiting a nudist beach on our next excursion to Europe. Me and Lucy declined before she could end the sentence but that’s when Amanda used one of her greatest weapons, her powers of persuasion that would not be put to waste in CIA Or some other government agency. This girl could convince a drowning man to get a bottle of water. Literally. Regardless, Amanda managed to wear us down over the course of the next few weeks and before we could really comprehend what she did to us and how she convinced us, young nudist photos were on the airplane to France and after a bus ride we were at the camp.
It was this lovely portion of the French Riviera and it was so secluded that you can hardly find it by injury unless you understood just where you were going. It was also a large camp with hundreds of individuals, couples, families, mostly young families with small kids. Of course, there were also a number of groups like us, largely a bit older than us and mainly girls as well. I think there is some type of a policy about single guys coming in, either alone or in groups.
And astonishingly enough, being naked came really natural to all three of us. Even Lucy, the most bashful of us had no problem getting undressed and sunbathing fully naked before all those folks. I adored it. It was the very best feeling of my life. The first day I sunbathed bare, I could literally feel the sun playing with my skin, warming it up and getting me literally horny. And then there is the substitution from cold of the ocean to the heat of the sun. All in all, it’s exciting and extremely sexual. Which is something I didn’t anticipate.
Something else that I didn’t expect in the least was that I’d find myself looking at my two buddies and thinking about kissing them and touching them. They still had tan lines and their bodies appeared so perfect and so natural all nude and in nature. I really could feel my clit swelling up when I started thinking about kissing Lucy or touching Amanda. How could I tell my two best friends that I’ve been wondering what it would like if we all went crazy and had a wild night together. I merely had to let off steam and I’m hoping to god that they will not read this text. I am hoping that they don’t and yet I am hoping that they do. I have no idea. It is all very perplexing.

I used to be much less cautious than I am now.

I have in the past gone naked on occasionally fairly busy Spanish seashores, taking nothing and walking purposefully past them for several miles. It’s not illegal there. Individuals would notice, but few looked at all troubled. Only once did anyone (a guy) object on the particular grounds that children might see me. As we realize, kids take no notice of simple nudity, but I did feel worried because I then felt vulnerable and had no means at all to cover-up.
I occasionally experienced groups of two or three women expressing obvious acceptance that I was nude, not that I was looking for that. I avoided single women who weren’t nude or top-free so as not to make them feel uneasy or threatened. It was to watch how some couples saw me naked and then removed their clothes. That was previously.
In the interests of not causing offence and not giving naturism a bad name even if legal I’ve changed my strategy to public nudity to be much less obvious. The same as Pete, I agree hiking is a lot more interesting compared to the shore. Hiking in Spain, it is so silent the chances of running into someone are low. Hiking in the united kingdom the chances are higher. If alone I ‘ve tend to evaporate off into the bushes, feeling nervous since I ‘ve absolutely no wish to offend but afraid it might be taken as more than simple nudity.
Doing a Spencer Tunick setup has given me a different pespective on the way the Brits see nudity. 1700 folks went nude for a number of hours in a city in the name of “artwork”. Most weren’t naturists and were quite nervous in the beginning. I don’t go bare on UK beaches unless lying on my belly in a silent place. If someone keeps on walking towards me I do not generally worry about it, since it is their choice and I ‘m on a quite wide large shore, but if it is narrower I sit down and am discreet until they have passed.
If I see a lone woman I often cover up as we get closer so she is able to feel “safe”. No one in the UK has ever objected or appeared offended. Occasionally they’ve been obviously amused, so I just say hello. You might wonder why I do not use nudist beaches very often. The key reply is straightforward. They’re the ones giving naturism a bad name.

So the “braviest”…well, could be several. I use to be in possession of a jet ski in southern california.

I’d go to . On several occasions I’d ski nude…or simply troll along dragging myself behind the ski. That turned out to be a different experience. Anyhow, one-time skiing I found a boat with some passengers in it who saw me. They began coming my way. I fell into the water. It ended up being a woman and two other girls. She said hi and asked if would do that somemore. I was somewhat surprised as I rather I was going to get an ear full. So, I began skiing near and along side them for a little. Chatted a bit and planned to hook up afterwards.

On another occasion I was driving to a nude resort with my girl friend. I only had on a top. whew** luckily I did not have to get out of the car.

I have laid out nude in my backyard, and balcony when residing at an apartment. I have gone hiking bare in several locations.

I’ve even had neighbors come to my door who I didn’t know. In one case the one lady requested to use the telephone. I was surprised when she said that is okay, the she and her friend had been observing me from across the pool place.

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So I let them in and we conversed.

Being a pilot and when I was flying regular, I and a few buddies took off for Lake Mead and stripped while enroute and landed at a non-control field and just kept our clothes off. We ended up camping at a beach a couple of hundred yards away.

First Nude Beach

My first-time naked experience was when I had turned 23 and only moved to Monterey, CA for a brand new occupation. I was exploring the region prior to beginning my job in a couple of weeks, as well as the previous Saturday had detected a nude beach along the Big Sur Coast and chose to go there the next week.

I arrived fairly early in the early hours, made the half mile trek down to the nude section and found a good spot about 20 yards down the shore from an elderly 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 attempting to work up the nerve. Meanwhile, more people started to populate the beach and soon there was a gentleman about my age just fifteen feet away from me laying out nude reading a book.

Time passed and one hour at the beach and I still could not get up the nerve. Finally the man near me looks over at me, nods “hello” then asks me if I’d 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 handed me a beer. One of the first things he said was “This is your first time at a nude beach, is not it?”

So, REALLY furtively off came my boxers but my top stayed on. He laughed and said “Now that was not so bad, was it?” I laughed and we continued to talk. Despite the fact that the boxers were now away, I was sitting up with my knees pulled tightly to my chest, arms wrapped around my legs. Well, “it” happened almost immediately and I promptly rolled over on my belly, just to hear a little laugh and “Don’t stress- occurred to me my first time also” from my new-found friend.

I really wish there was a landed, private nude beach on Lake Michigan! I would be there every weekend!

-Mark P
Grand Haven, Michigan

She was raised strict Southern Baptist, so occasionally being naked at home was O.K., but she would have never considered social nudity.

Singles clubs were awkward, so I started taking short weekend excursions to get out of the home.

One of these trips found me near Panama City, Florida, about four hours from home. I’d seen the Baybares web site, so out of interest I called and asked if a single man would be accepted. When the pleasant seeming woman on the phone welcomed me, I asked directions. The nerves grew as I found and proceeded along the sandy drive to the club. I nearly turned around three times, but there was no place to turn without getting stuck in the sand. Afterward I came to the cable across the road that indicated the club entry where I was met by a cordial guy wearing a towel around his waist.

The nervousness escalated exponentially as I parked and began the walk to the clubhouse. There, by the pool was a wonderful girl sunning totally naked. She flashed me a lovely smile, presented herself as Gloria and started to chat with me. I couldn’t believe how relaxed she was, even though she was entirely naked. I then continued to sign in, pay my grounds fees, and be given a simple synopsis of the rules and etiquette of the club.

After taking a huge breath, I took off the last of my clothing. Then I turned around, in whole panic, but I was promptly met by a throng of naked people of all ages and body types welcoming me and encouraging 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 wonderful weekend, plus it supplied exactly the familiarity with friendly folks which I needed so desperately at that point of my life. Gloria will never know what a great gift her smile and friendly dialogue was to a solitary stranger. It gave me the nerve to return to my car, undress, and begin the next 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 understand how significant social nudity was to me. After a year of marriage she graciously decided to participate as well. She enjoys our trips to Cypress Cove when we can get away a couple of times annually.

My only sorrow is that I waited so long to uncover the wonderful experience of social nudism and how friendly people are at nudist clubs.

-Joe B.
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 people were already enjoying their nakedness. I looked around and slipped off my top & shorts and in an instant, standing nude and enjoying it. Nobody stared or gawked and for the following three hours I appreciated the independence of no clothes. Maybe next time, I’ll have a guest join me

-Tony M
New York
The one thing that irritated me

My first nudist experience was when my wife and I went with friends to Cypress Cove in Florida. Having lived in Fla many years, I was use to miniature swim wear and extreme sun. So that the transition to no clothes and intense sun was easy. That’s until I reached for my pocket-knife in my pocket. I didn’t have one! Pocket that is. Now without both my pockets and knife I was in a quandary. Fortunately, I had a little 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 enjoyable. We’ve 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 privately at home for several years since the day we were married but we had no idea what social nudism was about until we discovered it online. Being born again believers in God, we still believed that nudism proved to be a right, good, and wholesome lifestyle. After more on-line study we were convinced that accurate nudism wasn’t 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 surreal. We checked in at the office, and were introduced to a naked host couple who’d give us a tour of the grounds. undressed and toured the property. Folks were swimming, playing tennis, grilling and only 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 absolutely was our first time swimming nude, and we’ve never worn a swimsuit since that day. As the male half of this couple I can say that there was no embarrassment with an erection that I had prior concerns about. You will always have a towel as a backup just in case. We have not seen that become an issue for anybody. The hardest part of that first day nude was having to get dressed for the trip back home.

We now see White Tail Resort in Ivor, VA routinely, as it is our favorite nudist resort. The people are extremely friendly there. White Tail is a family oriented resort attended by people of all ages. To be nude all weekend, and to awaken and walk outside bare in the morning and feel the sun as well as the atmosphere all over your naked body is pure bliss. We now holiday at nudist resorts virtually entirely.

Our other favourite nudist resorts comprise Cedar Creek, Serendipity Park, Cypress Cove, and Lake Como. All these resorts are family oriented resorts and are listed on the AANR website. We know that we are safer at a nudist resort than at a hotel. The relaxation at a nudist resort is beyond any other we have ever experienced. The practice of social nudism has been a lifesaver because of the pressure relief we enjoy while nude.

One day naked around other people enjoying life in this wholesome surroundings is just like a week in a luxury clothed resort. If you never have experienced do not deny yourself this experience. Nudism is a genuine retreat from the uptight and pretentious cloth society we live in. When we see people of all ages playing sports, having a meal together or just resting nude among buddies, our only regret is that we did not start this awesome lifestyle earlier.

-Captain & Candies

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hangouts in general. Now, as a youthful children, closer to infancy, I remember we consistently made like Tommy from the Rugrats and constantly stripped our clothes away. (Eventually they recorded all our clothing on with duct tape and then further fastened us to our high chair with said tape. Your parents did not tape you? Oh, well then I might’ve merely been one of the lucky ones.
child, I had to go through my parents divorce, then of attempting to figure out who to live with. At first, I resided 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 a variety of belief systems and lifestyles around me. One roommate, whom I still have as a good buddy in my life, was a gentleman (whom well call George) who practiced nudism. Well, not that you’ve got to “practice being naked” since we all are under our clothes anyhow, but people who favor that lifestyle do often drop those outer garments a lot! To his credit, instead of simply being nude constantly, he consistently made sure that it would be okay with all of the other roommates including my mom, my sister and I, before he appeared undressed, so that everyone in the house wouldnt be too worried when he was “practicing his lifestyle.” Of course as a young girl, the sight of a naked guy running across the house can be something of a giggle, but because of how I ‘d been brought up, I wasnt worried by it. as soon as I needed to have non-nudist friends over, I’d make sure to tell him so ahead of time and he’d immediately go throw on a pair of shorts with no complaint. So that the system we had in the household worked just fine.
My mom was quite openly excited about nudity also, along with all those other taboo subjects that come up awkwardly when youre a teen when talking 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 home not that being nude was a huge matter. ( I don’t have any doubt if our President and his staff ran around nude, the countrys reaction would be one of complete approval!)] Social nudity outdoors with several hundred other folks 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 area and he always replied enthusiastically about it as being fine and an enjoyable area, but I wasnt quite ready yet. He made a standing invitation for my mother, my sister and I to go whenever we determined it was time, however he would not do so without my mothers written permission and with everyone’s entire understanding of what the behaviour rules were there. Eventually, 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 father and stepmom and was being raised in a fairly sheltered, religious kind of way. This entire nudist thing didnt look sinful, but modesty was drilled into my head, so I was less amenable to the idea of being nude around others until several years afterwards.
We both made sure it was fine with my mother, and it was, so away we went to the nudist park! Being the shy, clumsy kid I was, I didn’t run around chucking my clothes right away. Instead, I believe the first few times I fastened myself in the pool and scarcely left it, except perhaps to play a game of badminton. (Yes,I played badminton as a kid. You did not? Gosh you really missed out! Oh yes, so back to naked badminton…) It wasnt that I was uncomfortable in the place, because everyone was extremely pleasant and encouraging. I suppose I played badminton to stop from staring at individuals. It is hard not to stare at fifty or so folks lounging about like lizards in the sun without a shred of clothing on. Especially when you are fourteen. Obviously, when you’re fourteen, you also thank the gods for your youth and tight skin. One thing I understand I can thank the nudists for were their parties.
It’s uncanny how many parties they throw. There has to be something in between!” Then they recognize there’s Election Day (which is not really something to observe these days), Veteran’s Day, and Eid Al-Fitr (for all you fasting nudists out therethough they are tough to find). 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 holiday at hand.
On one such vacation, I can’t recall which, they had one quite talented member of the resort staff doing body painting on anyone who was interested. Now, if you’ve never had a paintbrush pulled across your buttocks, well let me tell you, it tickles! I chose to get up enough nerve to possess the gentleman paint a dragon from my shoulder to just under my back. It seemed wonderful, indeed! Everyone was telling me how amazing it seemed, on me and only in general. Those Germans, they’ll put anything on television – even a lot of ol’ nude people. But so I pranced around all day, displaying my backside to each adoring onlooker. Subsequently, much of my body shyness dissipated after that day.
After that I made many return visits and then I began looking forward to it almost every weekend, as I had made many friends there of all ages, and enjoyed being able to just lounge about in the sun. I loved it so much, after a number of years I quietly started telling some of my friends about it. And still later that summer, I brought an Internet buddy from Ohio while he seen to share his first day of social nudity with our club members. Over the next few years, I invited quite a few buddies to join me in the resort, and all of them wound up having a fantastic experience! As it is possible to observe, 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 enjoy running around my very own house nude whenever I get the chance (and at my mothers house whenever I return to visit.) I’m now proud to say I’m a Nudist (with a capital “N”), and I ‘ve my mother and her roommate George to thank for it, those many years ago.
That all being said, I think I have some sunning to do. It is a fairly wonderful day and I’ve a great balcony that is calling to me.

Being nude on the shore is the hottest thing ever

HI, my name is Jennifer and I would like to let you know about how I discovered one of the very awesome things ever. This is how I discovered that nude beaches are simply amazingly sexy and that it is the most teasing encounter which you can potentially have, if you’re a girl that is. It all started about three years back when two of my girlfriends and I took our first holiday together. We were still in school and we decided to treat ourselves to something truly special, so we reserved a flight to the French Riviera, determined to spend some good times there until the money lasts. One of my friends, Beth, she even knew a little French, so we were fine.
Our hotel was virtually on the beach and we spend the majority of the day on such beach for the very first couple of days. They were these insanely adorable local men, with perfect bodies, charming as hell and did I say they were cunning? They said that it was accurate and that they sometimes go there. They told us that they would meet us tomorrow on ‘our’ shore with their boat as you could not get there by land.

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Tomorrow, the three of us were waiting for the guys, all three still in our bikinis. We were not risking it or anything. They were also in shorts. We took a boat ride of maybe 15 minutes. We could not believe our eyes how lovely it was. It was a little secluded, with no more than twenty people there. Just the prettiest little shore you can imagine. As we were getting nearer, I saw that everyone on the beach was totally naked. There were a few couples, a few families and so on.
When we got off the boat, the guys stripped instantly like it was nothing. We couldn’t believe it. It was like they didn’t mind at all that they were naked. And to tell you the truth, we did not at all. This was enough to rank among our best days ever, cute French guys nude like the day they were born. We, however, were not that prepared to get naked at once. My buddies took of their tops and following a little while, we said what the hell and took all of it away. We could see that the guys were trying really hard to stay cool, but you may feel that they got 10 times as interested.
I really could sense the blood inside me boiling and I understood that everyone felt the same manner. It was apparent that everyone wanted the same thing, but we all agreed, without saying anything, to keep it bottled inside. At a few minutes, I felt like I was really going to get the greatest orgasm ever with no touches or . It was simply incredible. And the feel of the sun and the water on my naked body… When I think about it now I feel all amusing, let alone afterward.
It was the sexiest day I’ve ever had, and there clearly was no sex involved. Just being at the shore nude can do .