Two first encounters

I started appreciating nudism by sleeping in the nude. Afterwards I started to do my work around the house naked. My wife was surprised when I came downstairs bare one day and I really could tell her unwillingness.

One late summer day after working on the boat I was genuinely warm so I drove around to the lake. Since it was mid-evening there were very few people in the beech so it managed to find a secluded area. I walked into the lake and when torso deep took off my swimsuit. It felt amazing. Before I walked out of the water, so as to not offend anyone, I put the suit back on. I’ll never forget the feeling of the first time nude in Lake Michigan.

Towards the end of summer I walked from the lake into the dunes. I removed my swimsuit and was nude outdoors, other than my backyard, for the first time. I remember thinking to myself that I am a “nudist.”

After trekking in the dunes a number of times but concerned about clothed hikers I decided on trying a nudist club. The best part of going to a club is that can wonder along the nature trail, go into the pool, etc. and not be concerned about other people.

Being at a club, it doesn’t matter if someone is naked or not. YOU can be naked and appreciate. I just wish I would have started this before.

Everything I Thought It Would Be

After discussing a visit to Gunnison Beach here in NJ, my lovely wife and I chose to make the excursion. I’m 40 and my wife is 41. We were both aware that it was ‘clothes optional’ and I knew that most individuals would be nude, but I believe my wife believed it’d be a 50-50 split (naked, partially nude).

When we got there she was a bit overwhelmed. She didn’t take her suit away at all. Nevertheless, after a while of sitting in our seats and watching the scenery, I felt I really could take the next step. I asked my wife if she believed it was OK, and she looked at me with a look that said, “are you crazy?” But she afterward said, “sure, do it.”

A number of seconds after, I stood up and took off my swim suit. And guess what? Nothing occurred. No quake. No bolt of lightning. Nothing. Everyone went about their business.

I, however, adored this new feeling…sitting in the sun, wind blowing…it was incredibly refreshing and freeing. I loved it. After a couple of beers, I asked my wife if she desired to walk to the water with me. Again, she looked at me with a look that said, “are you insane?”

I said, “why not.” So, at first she did not want to go, but after a second she said certain. That was fairly intimidating. I am walking in my birthday suit through dozens of women and men.

Anyway, the water was beautiful. Swimming sans clothing was a first for me too…and it was another fantastic experience. I made the walk from our chairs to the water 3 or 4 times, whenever appreciating it increasingly more.

I’d love to return and try it again. My wife is now referring to going back and removing her top. Hey, whatever makes her comfortable. We’ll see how it goes.

-Craig J
New Jersey
Our Bare Experience

When I was a boy the words “naked” or “nude” were not part of my family’s vocabulary. The only nudity we understood started with your shower, and ended as soon as you can grab your towel. My brother and I never went shirtless or barefoot. We were never even allowed to wear sandals or flip flops. Being bare was never an alternative.

As always, life goes on. School, work, marriage, kids, divorce; all flew by in what seemed to be a brief span of time. With the birth of the Internet I found out about this matter call “social nudism.” I was intrigued and the thought grew slowly that I’d like to take part in this naked experience. After my divorce, I began to sleep in the nude, which I found to really be much more comfortable than wearing pajamas. Still I lacked any social interaction with other nudists.

About this time I remarried. My wife, of Eastern European background, was open to our sleep nude. Following the children moved out to start their very own families, we started to be much freer with our clothing at home and we talked often about nudity and whether it was right or wrong according to Biblical standards. As Christians we desired to do the right thing. Assessment of the Scriptures led us to the final outcome that simply being bare, and being naked with others wasn’t in battle with our Bible. We started to be naked at home more and more. We still hadn’t been able to go everywhere that allowed nudity.

Finally we had our chance one winter when we were on a Caribbean cruise. The boat docked in Jamaica. I ‘d already learned that we could get day passes at a resort that had an Au Natural isle. We took a taxi to the resort and checked in at the desk. They needed to show us around the resort but surprisingly my wife would have nothing to do with such a tour. She needed to get out to the island when possible. I could not agree more. When we arrived, we found two lounge chairs in a sunny location. We had our clothes away in the blink of an eye. Like many others have said, it was so good to be naked. We swam around a little and then came the moment of truth – meeting other folks. We spoke to a few of the other guests and we loved our time there so much we truly hated to leave. Being naked on the island was so natural and . We were hooked!

This summer we have traveled to three nudist clubs/resorts. We even ran in a clothing optional 5K race at Turtle Lake Resort in Michigan. We’d so much fun. My partner and I agreed that we should have done this earlier! Why did we wait so long?

-John Y
Our Michigan First Time

My wife and I regularly holiday in Michigan. We’re household nudists for the last six months. By this I mean that we were remaining naked sometimes after a shower and then we began being nude before bedtime. We drink coffee and eat lunch naked.

My wife was unwilling but she concurred that there was no harm since we have been married more than 35 years. This summer we went north and found a disjunct lonely shore in northern Michigan. We walked for miles to discover a peaceful area to read and . Most beaches in Michigan are full of noisy kids and furious parents. We merely needed seclusion to locate some peace and relish the sunshine.

Yet, I went swimming after an hour of sunshine and my swimsuit got too wet to lay down on my towel so I took it off. My wife, who’s terribly shy and very spiritual was worried that we might be arrested for my nakedness. We are conservative Republicans and we don’t condone criminal actions. But I explained to her that as long as nobody was seeing me naked I committed no crime.

She was getting hot and after much whining she also brought of her swimsuit and went for a dip at the lake. I don’t understand why being naked is a crime if you’ve a designated location where it could be legal to be without your clothing. Anyway we will begin writing our representatives to modify the laws in the Michigan National Lakeshore so that individuals do not have to feel like criminals if they violate no one.

I really don’t understand why with the membership your organizations has, nobody has come up with a strategy to legalize some regions of Michigan to be clothing optional. We must change the perception that nakedness is a offense that should be punished by the law.

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Let the Adventure Begin!

I have always found it fascinating how different people define their “first time” nudist experience. While the first social nudist experience is a significant occasion, I truly consider two “first times” when I think of my nudist life.

First, is the conscious choice to embrace nudism as part of who I am as a person — to buck societal standards, to accept something some others see as peculiar. From my first age, I’ve always loved being naked. However, I was far from open about it, keeping it concealed, keeping it to myself, and like many others, only spending time nude when alone. Why? Anxiety. Fear of ridicule, humiliation, and not being who others desired me to be.

Moreover, there was a specific amount of self doubt that perhaps my nudist avocation was “a bit odd.” Perhaps it was just a phase. It wasn’t until early adulthood that I eventually said, nope, this isn’t bizarre, it isn’t a stage — it is pure, it is wholesome, it’s authentic, it’s entertaining, and it’s beautiful. More importantly, it is part of me. I’m very proud of that conclusion. It’s an accomplishment every nudist or naturist shares.

My first “social” experience was not at a club or a shore or anything like that. It was in my home. It was the night I got up the nerve, turned to my wife and said, “I think I Had like to be nude round the home occasionally…..just because I like it. Will that freak you out?” Clearly, she knew I certainly enjoyed being naked, but I ‘d never sought out time to be bare only for the pure enjoyment of it. Obviously, she didn’t mind. I will never forget the exhilaration of walking into our living room, just minutes later, totally naked.

Ever since then, I have had many “bare adventures.” As much as I cherish each if them, they all go back to the day I first determined nudism was really going to be a portion of my own life as well as the night I shared it with the love of my own life. I’m a better person for it — more joyful, more understanding, more accepting. I’m happy to say I have never looked back!


Labor Day weekend usually indicates the ending of the summertime.

This summer, I did not spend as much naked time outside as I would’ve liked. This was chiefly due to the close of Eastover (does this mean we have to switch the name of this Yahoo group?). Not until the last week of August did I spend some critical time naked in the sun. Thru a group for massage exchanges, I med someone for a trade that has a little lawn that’s some solitude. After our trade on each other, we spent some time in the lawn having a lite bite. It was kinda fine. The majority of my naked time was spent inside in my area, at B.A.N.G. (Boston Area Naturist Group) occasions, and at some nude yoga classes.
During the past week of August, I went to GNI for the last 5 day interval. As always, it’s nice to be nude for a couple of days with old friends and making new ones. Again this year I held a massage workshop, and taking the lead from an Eastover fellow I also held a Massage Therapist Roundtable. One attendee that is a photographer was seeking people to model for him to experiment with different poses. Guess who signed up to help?

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I am sure you all remember the scorching sun we’d during the summer. My first 2 days (Wed. and Thurs.)at the Assembly were comfortable albeit cloudy, but could’ve been warmer. Friday the sun really came thru for the whole day and it was extremely warm. Saturday, the last full day, most of us needed to put on. Rather than go straight house the next day, I went to visit an eastover aquaintance in another part of PA for a few days. I was hoping to spend some more time bare at t here place, but ironicly they don’t spend any time naked in their dwelling. I didn’t need to drive the issue; it’s their home and I was only a visitor. Now, the summer is over.

Before the year is over I’ll likely make it to some more B.A.N.G. occasions and some more nude yoga classes. It would be nice to meet someone to see Cypress Cove or travel to a different resort with. How about the rest of you? How did you spend your summer bare?

The bravest thing I ever did nude? Well how about among the bravest….well, in fact it was more impulsive than brave.

A number of years back I was living in northwest Houston,,, hot, family nudism sites , Houston. Every morning (around ) before going to work I’d ride my bike for 20-30 minutes through the area. Normally I wore sneakers, a tshirt and short pants. Well this special morning I donned my tennis shoes only – don’t ask me why. And Off I went into the morning.

The normal morning in our area at 5 AM was merely several cars with people finding their way to the highway to get to work.

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This one morning I approached a stop sign that I usually just drove through…generally no cars around. Well a few automobiles were coming so I needed to halt. And then a car pulled up next to me with three women in the vehicle. They noticed my sneakers, etc and one of them lowered her window and said “fine sneakers” and they all laughed. I did also. So off I went but turned from my usual route to lesser traveled streets…and they followed. This went on for a few roads and I eventually discontinued. We had a short friendly exchange and through the laughter and quips I enticed them to bike with me the following morning. Again, we all had a good laugh. I never saw them again. It was quite funny, and certainly more intimidating than anything. I imagine my vulnerabilities were rather obvious! But, in all honesty, I wonder what I would have done had they shown up ready to bike with me. And yes, I did bike in the nude on a number of other occasions but only when it was a little dimmer than on this particular morning.

Or maybe Clothed in Naked company might better describe this event. was at Cypress Cove about 6 years ago, relaxing in front of the Massage office by the primary pool. It was later in the day, midweek, only about five or six people around the pool. A member of the staff came through, nude as I recall, as were all of the patrons by the pool. With him were what seemed to be four school aged students, all clothed. In listening to his conversation with them, it was evident that they were conducting research for a project or report, seemingly about nudism or nudist resorts.

They worked their way round the pool area, occasionally shooting photos of the buildings and signage – the Clubhouse, Cheeks, the Gift Shop. Eventually they got to our side of the pool where myself and a couple were lounging in front of the Massage office. The staff associate promised us that we did not have to go, that the pupils would manage to get needed, and we would absolutely not be in the shot.

There were two ladies and two men in the group. And it was quite easy to tell the men were extremely uncomfortable being there. The girls seemed a bit more self assured and didn’t seem as uneasy. They did not linger, but took a few photographs of the sign behind us and then left.

In this instance, the clothed folks were a bit out of forms around the nude people.

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Just a little interesting, a different spin on this issue.

Its all about how you experience yourself. I have a philosophy in life,what you see is whatyou get

,what you behold is who I am. Where I live,its common knowledge that I ‘m a nudist,and also the people come and visit unnannounced,and I stay naked,I do not feel uneasy whatsoever! I have had folks vsit me,and stay clothed,while I was nude. It doesn’t trouble at all.

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When I’m naked,I have nothing to conceal,and don’t need to hide anything. Being uncomfortable is because you do not permit yourself enough naked time in the presence of others. Folks often restrict nudity embarresmentto genital exposure…nudism is not genital exposure alone,it hollistic! The entireperson. Its just that occasionally we have hang ups about our genitals,we shouldn’t be so.I walk barefoot regular,go to church and opera and movies as well as the mall barefoot,nor feel shy,attend 5 star resorts barefoot,and I am not bashful,why be when I amd bare chested as well. We as men arnt bashful of eing bare chested. Being naked chested,and barefoot is no shame…why being naked genitalled? Its as much part of my body as are my feet and torso. Its part of ! I do not have an exclusive dick,neither are penisses exclusive…its a common thing in men,as is the vagina in a lady! Our genitals aren’t exclusive,or particular,we’ll never be the only humas with genitals! So be comfortable,nor think or meditate on the genitals. Thats what is the problem with feeling uncomfortable…we subconciousely focus on our genitals,and feel uneasy in the existence of textillians…instead concentrate on your geust,not your genitals.

The Sunday morning dawned bright and early and we had plans to check out of the apartment when possible

, catch some breakfast, organise some lunch and head to the shore before driving back to Brisbane as well as our flight to Sydney.
Yet, we’dnt reckoned on this being the weekend of the Noosa Half Marathon as well as the Hastings Street place being closed down for this occasion. The representative we had booked through was right in the centre of the area and we ended up parking farther away than our apartment had been from the representative. This was our first barrier shortly followed by attempting to find someplace for breakfast, which finally proved and we headed around to Sunshine Beach to grab a couple of baguettes, fruit and take away coffee.
Speaking to a few surfers while we breakfasted over looking the beach we also found that access to Alexandria Bay was possible from Sunshine Beach and was a far shorter walk than from the Noosa side of the National Park. So we promptly headed off and found a parking space from this side of the park.
The walk in was shorter, simply just more than 1km but had none of the remarkable scene of the Noosa side. Anyhow by 10:00 am we stepped out onto the shore and started looking for a space to settle for the day. To the right and south end of the beach there was already a group beginning to form but it appeared to be mostly male and past middle aged so we headed back towards where we’d camped the last day.
The site was easily found as the branch Shani had stuck in the sand the previous day was still there. As we stripped down Angela and I were quickly out of our clothing and settling out on our towels. Shani was still fully clothed and shuffling about in her backpack she then pulled out her bikini and draped it over the branch, then the towel was carefully laid out, she sat down and started to disrobe halting when all she had on was the tiniest lace thong Ive ever seen. I asked her if she was going to take that off, and she described that she might get nude after in the day, if her trust arrived again.
We placed there and sunned and chatted for about an hour before a swim was proposed, we looked up and quite a few folks had assembled in our area and along the whole shore. Shani stolen out of the thong and into her bikini bottoms, as well as the three of us headed off into the water, Angela and I both nude. When we got out onto the sandbank the water was about waist deep and we stood there and crashed against the waves as they rolled in, soon Shani removed her bottoms and tied them around her ponytail.
When we turned to return to land there was a line of five guys simply standing on the waters edge watching us frolic. Not one of these guys had been there when we had entered the water and we would need to walk past them to get back to our towels.
Lying in the gutter (the deep water between the sandbank and also the shore) we waited for these men to move on before making the water. After a couple of minutes this had not happened so Angela used her usual diplomatic style and hollered at them, Would you #$*%#ing perverts, piss off!
She had an immediate effect as well as the guys scattered, allowing us to walk straight up to our towels and settle back to some serious sunbaking. We’d been settled for some time when a female voice interrupted our silence.
It was the girl from yesterday, who had been nude but her boyfriend had stayed dressed. She introduced herself as Sarah, from Melbourne and was asking could she sit with us. We didnt have a problem with that and conversation readily followed.
It appears she and her boyfriend were having a ten day break and he had proposed Noosa for the surfing and actually enjoyed surfing in the very light crowds at Alexandria Bay. She’d found the location suitably isolated that she had started sunbaking topless and on their fourth day (yesterday) had determined that nude was wonderful.
We inquired if the boyfriend (I dont recall his name, but I think it was Nick, Rick or Mick) had had a problem with her being nude. Sarah went on to explain that he had an issue with anyone looking at her and he believed she was getting nude to disturb him. Apparently Nick, Rick, Mick was surfing at Coolum that day and so she’d walked in by herself hoping to locate some female company and they would meet up much later in the day.
Sarah didnt say it but it was obvious that possessiveness proved to be a real issue between them. Anyway the day glided on and we watched people come and go, we had a couple swims, the pervs stayed away from us, or at least remained undetectable. The four of us stayed nude for the remainder of the day and Sarah and I walked the length of the beach together, and took a number of pictures of the beach valuing naturist picture etiquette. Sarah is and unemployed and not examining and actually doesnt know what is happening with her life, except a vague plan of wedding Nick, Rick, Mick when he finishes his apprenticeship and moving to Queensland. This is a life strategy I fight to understand.
At three we packed up to head home. As we were flying and we recalled the second rule of journey (the one after always carry a towel) always wear fresh knickers we all had the new experience of being dressed into suitable knickers, on a seashore surrounded by twenty or thirty individuals. I asked Sarah if she intended following the nude thing when she got home and she said she would, but I guess it is just a vacation thing for her.

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The trip home was uneventful except that Shani had burnt her bottom merely at the top and her thong was rubbing and giving her hell, so in the Qantas Club she went in the toilets and removed the offending thing and flew home commando.

When I was like 18 I ‘d started seeing this girl who lived in an apt with her mother. After dinner along with

a movie we headed back to her place and we walked into the living room only to find her nude mummy sleeping on the couch.

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She had thought that her mother would still be at to realize that Mom only worked a half shift that day, had come home, stripped naked, had a few glasses of wine and fallen asleep watching TV. She gets up drunk and disoriented from slumber and only matter of factly introduces herself to me. I am figuring that since it’s only her and the daughter residing there nudity may be amazing between them but she likely is not OK with some peculiar lad seeing her nude and might flip out once she wakes up a bit more and realizes that she’s naked. I begin attempting to develop an interest in taking a look at the wall next to me and apologize to her while my date says “she doesn’t care” and starts laughing at me. out they were nudists; at the time I ‘d never been to a nudist place or been naked infront of many people in any way. After that we ended up all being nude at their minded a lot.

Another time I was at home in the day and my roommates were both on the job. I made the decision to clean my bathroom and take a shower. I clean the toilet bare so I do not have to worry about getting water or cleaning compounds on my clothes. I go to the kitchen to get the mop and bucket and on the way back I come round the corner only to be face to face with my roommate’s GF, who had stayed over the previous night and had been in his room. We both apologized, believing that we might have piqued the other and fast laughed about it when we understood that she was not offended by my nudity and I wasn’t offended by her having viewed mine.

Before I start writing anything else and before I

discuss with you my story of my first nude beach experience, I think that I need to say a few things about the girlfriends I went with. These are my three best girlfriends that I’ve known for many years, ever since we started first grade. We stayed good girlfriends all these years and every year (when we can manage it), we go for a vacation down to Mexico and check out a new location each year. It’s been our little tradition for a couple of years now and we have had some crazy times south of the border.

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However, this last year was really something else. It was the first time we went to a nudist beach and I just have to share our experience.
We initially thought that it’d merely be another one of our excursions, all four of us were actually psyched to go and we really needed the vacation. Also, we decided to go someplace where we could actually kick back and relax without needing to bash all night long. We determined on a place called Riviera Maya that is just south of Cancun, but in addition just south enough to avoid all of the crowds that harass Cancun. When we got there, it was like heaven. You know those shores with the insanely white sand and crystal clear waters that just invite you to jump in without even checking in? Well, it was one of these places. I really could recommend it to basically everyone.
And for a day or two, everything was going as planned. We were relaxing on the beaches whole day long, went out for several drinks in the evenings and we were, if we are honest, being a dreary bunch. Actually, it was getting . I mean we were still in our 20ies and regardless of how tired you get over the course of the year, you do need some pleasure when you go on a vacation. That’s when one of my girlfriends, Tyra, said that there is a beach where nudists go, something of a mixed seashore where you are able to go either clothed or in the nude. This was something we never attempted before and we decided that it would be a great way to spice things up a bit. We also expected that there would be some guys there that we could have a look at in the nude. You never know, right?
The first thing that we noticed when we got to the shore is that everyone was in their swimming suits, men, girls, everyone. We were a bit disappointed and we already believed that someone has misinformed us, possibly even as a prank, sending four women to a “supposed” nudist beach and then laughing their heads off picturing us waltzing nude to a regular shore. As it turned out, this wasn’t true. The nudist part of the beach was a bit down the shore and we soon began finding a growing number of folks enjoying their day in the seashore in the nude. There were women in topless, girls that were totally nude and even a few extremely hot men all naked and showing off. One guy truly had something to show off if you know what I mean.
That is when it hit us we were really self-conscious. Or at least three of us were. Tyra was naked before we could put our towels down and I can let you know that it absolutely was a glorious sight to see her in and not worrying about a thing. I made the decision to give topless a go as well as the graphic which I sent you is merely 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 adventurous enough.
The following day, nevertheless, we were all nude as the day we were born and I can tell you that it’s the best thing a girl can do. The independence is intoxicating as well as the sun feels so fantastic on the naked skin.

I learned something about myself that summer

If you didn’t know me or if we were merely acquaintances, you’d likely think of me as the most uninteresting man in the world, one of those ladies that go through life without anyone but their closest family and friends noticing that she is even there. I am not complaining. I’m only telling you this because it is an important element of my first nudist experience that soon grew into another first time for me. But I’m getting ahead of myself. I was attempting to tell you something about myself. I was never extraordinary at all. I’m not hideous; I am not the most beautiful girl in the whole world. I’m not a dumbass but I’m likely never going to win a Nobel Prize either. Ok, I do have a really pleasant butt, however don’t tell anyone about it.
I do have a buddy, my closest friend in the whole world who’s definitely exceptional and whom I love very much, although she can get overly intense sometimes. I suppose we balance each other well and that’s the reason we click so well. Whatever the case, last year, she proposed that we must go to Europe and check out this great nudist beach in France. I wasn’t too excited as you can imagine. Plus I knew that she will just wonder off the moment we take our bikinis away and then she’ll be gone and I shall be left alone, nude in public for the very first time. I do not understand about you, but for me, that is not something I was looking ahead. Nevertheless, after a few weeks, she managed to grind me down and I concurred.
And would you know it, the thing that I worried the most happened the very first day. She took off her bikini straight away and then went to chat with a few girls that she saw for the very first time. I was alone. Still, I kept my bikini on and I was not going to take it off until she came back. A couple of feet from me, there was this stunning girl, all bare and so exquisite that I could not believe my eyes. She is an important part of the story, as you will find out.
I just couldn’t keep my eyes off of her.

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I’ve seen girls naked before, but I never felt any appeal. This was something completely new for me. I was checking out each and every inch of her body and I soon felt that I was entirely and totally wet. I was almost scared at how brought to her I was. Without even noticing, I took off my top, only overly cool down a bit, I suppose. It was great.
The following day, I sort of direct my friend across the shore to ensure I can see the girl I was so crazy about yesterday. She was there, naked as the first day, still so hot. My buddy took off again and went completely bare. I won’t tell you about how great it felt to swim in the ocean bare or how absolutely exhilarating it was to believe the water cool off of my nipples afterwards. I’d like to inform you that I finally mustered up the guts to speak to that girl. She was French and her name was Sophie and she was just as boring as I was. We began talking and she instantly picked up on my infatuation. She let me take an image of her, the graphic you see before you.
Now, I usually do not wish to turn the greatest experience of my entire life into something public and something that’ll ruin everything that was particular about that encounter, but I have to brag. Specifically, the subsequent day, I ‘d my first homosexual encounter, in the woods nearby and it was everything I thought it’d be. Even more. I’ll probably never to something similar to that before, but Sophie will always stay my biggest love. So dreary and so sexy.

My first time with any type of “genuine” nudity was hanging out at my

grandparents’ house wearing just a towel on a weekend when the only clothes we brought along were being washed. My brother and I were goofing around and sitting on the front staircase of their fairly large house (a Ohio farmhouse with many add- family nudist photos over an equal number of years), and I certainly remember noticing how “cool” it felt when the breeze blew under my towel.
Hmmm, what is this strange and wonderful sensation? remember going back to my room to change into pajamas and instead returning to the living room wrapped just in a soft comforter. My parents were both still conscious and I joined them by returning to sitting in a rocking chair we had at the time. I felt as “sneaky” as could be and as if I was getting away with something even by being naked underneath the comforter.
All these early encounters led up to a want to being MORE naked, more frequently in more ways; manners I had just barely begun to imagine. So, in my middle teens I purchased some trade paperbacks on nudism from a wholesale book publisher and these actually and actually enlarged my comprehension of the potentials for going nude socially!!! Before tried it I had this idea that I would “love” it more than anything else I had done in life, and that this new found preconception would take me past any sort of bookings or nervousness I might have about undressing.
The smiling individuals of all ages in my books looked so honest and happy that I really wondered what I had been missing out on for a long time! My entire life up to then judging by the ages of the youngest kids in these pictures, and I felt like this was a portion of life being actively “concealed” from me! I do not think a brief skinny dip with my brother and a friend actually counted, although it was fun and we also did some naked experimenting in sleeping over at the friend’s house on weekends; nothing more than curious exploration of possibilities for NOT wearing garments.
White Tail Park (subsequently, “Resort” now) was my first organized social launch and couldn’t have been a better time! This was in the late 1980’s, Springtime and on a well attended weekend with RVs, campers, day visitors and permanent residents all present. It was an experience equalling my readings, imagination and expectations and so I was fortunate for such a great introduction.

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