I am french, so please excuse me, my english can comprise some blunders… I am 25, male, soon married, and I’ve been living in French-speaking Switzerland for roughly 3 years now. I was born in a family, in which the idea of nudism itself is thought to be a pervert matter. Therefore, I hadn’t even heard about nudism or naturism before the age of 12. I have likewise never seen my parents, or any member of my family, nude.
So, why did I become interested in nudism ?
Everything started in 1991, in the summer. I was then only 12.
I still recall some fairly amusing things in this TV programme : everybody was entirely naked, including all the guests and the mayor of the village, but not the priest ! The husband was wearing just a hat along with a butterfly-node, and the spouse just a wedding voile. This TV report interested me, and for the very first time, I thought about going naked…
The following night, then I attempted to sleep bare for the very first time in my entire life. I didn’t sleep a lot during that night ! I was cold, and wondered what could happen if my parents came into by bedroom and remarked that I was nude. But anyhow, I found it fairly great, since I felt very free (I normally slept in pyjamas until then). The day after, my parents were away again, and I strove to stay bare the entire day. As http://zykad.com was hot, it was a excellent day. I did all the normal things 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 caught me, and I am still addicted to it !
But as I still feared the possible reaction of my parents, I didn’t sleep in the nude every night.
Approximately one year later, I had abandonned my pyjamas, and I was slepping nude more and more often. One morning, my mom, who came every morning to awaken me, found my pyjamas, and that I was slepping bare. But surprisingly, she did not have a very negative reaction. She was quite surprised, but after I ‘d explained her, that I could not bear pyjamas, T-shirt and chemise 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. Two years later (in 1994), I wanted to try to be naked outside for the very first time. I ‘d the chance that there were little woods close to the building where we were living. 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 place where I played previously, 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 freedom was remarkable…
During that period also, I tried to go without underwear. I did it a couple of times, but immediately stopped as, although I recognised it was more comfy, I CAn’t prevent my dick to erect at any time, and my erections were plainly seeable. During the summer 1996, I made an important step : I shown to my mother, that I needed to stay bare at home. One day, while she had gone away for a few seconds, I went into the bathroom to take a bath, but before, I wrote a little message explaining that, when I’d go out of the bath, I’d stay bare because I felt better like this.
When she came back, she first refused, but I told her that there would not be any way that I’d affirm because I didn’t enjoy it, and she accepted that I remained nude. She revealed herself as being more open-minded than what I could think… So, I spent nearly one month naked, 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 was among the finest 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 kept to sleep nude during one year, except during the week end and vacations, once I came back home.
The year after, I had my owm room, so I went on again sleeping nude. As this was not far from home (50 kilometers), I went there on my bicycle. The first time, there were no nudists as the little lakes and beaches were overcrowded (it was the 15 August week end). But the next time, there was nobody… I stopped, installed myself in a little isolated grass area, and got naked. For the very first time in my life, I was naked in public, with other people who could see me. I appreciated 2 amazing hours. I went back there quite regularly during the next 4 years, with great experences, and much more bad ones…
For the great ones, I’ll mention that I’ve meet my first bare women here 🙂 I also spent many hours here, completely naked, reading a book or enjoying the silence as well as the landscape. Lots of folks could see me, but noone had a negative reaction, as nudism was fairly weel permitted 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 gay are accustomed to meet around these lakes, and do not be unwilling to try to have sex with any bare man they see… I needed to reject them fairly frequently, and I had normally no problem, but I eventually stopped to go there when I met my girlfriend (and future wife), to prevent additional troubles.
I attempted to visit a lot of other “bare locations” in the region, nevertheless they were ultimately all homosexual meeting points. I did not go there again… For the very first time in my life, I had my own “flat” (in fact, a student room at the first floor, facing a street, with 3 neighbours). I started to stay bare here more and more often, only swearing for going out (in class or to ride on my bike), or to bring something in the common fridge on the balcony (1 for 4 rooms). When my neighbours were all away, I even could go out on the balcony in the nude.
So, during 2 years, I needed to keep my windows closed, then 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 3rd year in Grenoble, I’d moved into a bigger room, at the 6th floor, whithout direct neighbours, so I remained more and more naked. Consistently fearing to be discovered… In April 2001, on an extremely little scaling road with no traffic, I even attempted once to ride on by bike in the buff, during about 10 kilometers. That was a great experience, but I didn’t have the chance to attempt once again…
My improvement in “complete nudism” went on in Lausanne. There is, not far from here, on the coast of Leman Lake, a little public beach, where nudism is allowed. It’s there that I had my first real nudist experience in public, without fearing homosexual advances, during summer 2003. I truly loved it, and I now wait for the heat once more to spend new great times on this beach, with my girlfriend, who I am attempting to convert to nudism additionally. A couple of months before, I decided once again that I wouldn’t wear knickers anylonger. I packaged all my knickers in a bag, and kept them in an inaccessible place (except one chemise for absolute importance cases).
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As my dick is now considerably more quieter, there is no trouble whatsoever, and I now never wear underwear, under any kind of clothes, including jeans which I wear a lot of the time.
My girlfriend does the same, and does never wear panties either; though she is still not actually converted to nudism, she values the relaxation of not wearing any. So goes http://videonudism.com/exhbitioniss/nudist-ass.php , slowly but surely. The next steps will be :
First, the end of the conversion of my girlfriend (who will be my wife subsequently) to nudism; I understand she’ll do it, as she’s not opposed to this idea, but it’ll clearly take a lot of time until she’s as comfortable with nakedness than I am… Afterwards, spend holidays in nudist resorts. I am hoping this will definitely become the truth next year. Well, that is all; Thanks to all the folks who had the guts to read my litterature until here