First Nudist Experience with a Friend

I never grew up believing much of nudism, it just wasn’t on my head. In my mid 20s I found how much I loved being nude after I took showers, and would begin spending more and more time naked at home. I imagine I was a part-time home nudist for a while, which was fantastic.

After a little while, I believed Iwant to try social nudism, but I was not sure if I ‘d the nerve. Heck, I’d never even been nude in a locker room. Our school just had us change clothing, so down to panties was about the most exposure I had with others.

After a couple of years, I eventually decided to give it a shot. I’d chatted online with a lot of nudists and found another man my age who lived close to me. One day I drove around to his apartment (hands shaking with the first timer nerves) to meet up. Rang the doorbell, and much to my surprise he answered the front door nude and encouraged me in. While I was caught off guard (I believed we had talk somewhat in person before nudity), I still believed it was cool as well as a very great ice breaker.

So, I thought to myself “when in Rome” and within about 30 seconds of meeting, I had stripped down in his front hallway! It was just like ripping off a band aid! Of was a much more freeing and liberating encounter than taking off a band aid. Much to my surprise, I was not embarrassed or self-conscious to be standing there naked in front of a complete stranger. It was exhilarating.

We hung out for several hours, talked about nudism, watched TV, played cards (not strip poker, of course). It was a wonderful experience and I am glad I finally gave it a shot after all those years.

That was about 5-6 years past and I’m still participating in social nudism – whether it is at a friend’s house or at a nude beach or resort. Happy I eventually gave it that first shot and never looked back!

-Bryan S
Richmond, Virginia
I always knew I was a nudist

Even at an extremely young age, I loved being bare. I had two other brothers growing up so I found it hard to have any privacy to be naked. My parents had over 6 acres of property as well as on a hot sunny day I ‘d go off by myself and strip off all my clothes and lay in the sun.

As I got older and moved out on my own, I began to sleep nude; nothing is more relaxing than that to get a full night’s slumber. On the weekends, if I was not going anyplace I would be naked round the home for the whole day and do whatever.

Six years ago I finally decided to go to my first nude beach located at Playalinda Beach. It did not take myself quite long to be nude like everyone else. For the following four years I kept going back once or even twice a year. My only regret is that I did not go sooner. This past September I finally ran my first nude 5k race at cypress cove. I appreciated so much that I’ve signed up for two races this year.

Today, whenever I can I ‘m constantly naked in my home or at a nudist resort being free of clothing and worries; there is nothing like it.

-John V.
Naturism Takes Flight

Occasionally, I’ll jokingly remark that I owe my thanks and my love for naturism to my company. You see, I work in the airline travel industry as a flight crew member. Back in the day when airlines offered onboard magazines as an amenity for flying customers, I was nonchalantly thumbing through the pages of one of the publications entitled “Outside.”

It offers its readers info and guidance about outdoor recreational sports equipment and travel. One of many pages of the specific issue contained a colorful graphic ad for Lee Baxandall’s, “World Guide To Nude Beaches & Recreation”. The name of Lee Baxandall is going to be recognized by any experienced naturist or nudist equally (of which I was neither at the time). Lee first took up the activity of naturism in Wisconsin as an Eagle Scout. Later, in 1980, he became the founding member of The Naturist Society. He’s likewise an inductee into AANR’s Nudist Hall of Fame. However , I digress. His premier guide to nudism in natural settings peaked my curiosity. With pen & paper, I jotted down the address of where to order my copy of this washed-out listing of places where one can vacation, camp, swim and socialize without wearing a single stitch of material. A couple of weeks ahead of my meeting with Mr. Baxandall’s guide, I had organized an approaching week of vacation alone in beautiful Maui, Hawaii. After receiving my copy in the post, I instantly turned to the section of nudist beaches found in the Aloha State and chanced upon “Little Beach”. When it was time to board my flight for Maui (this time as a regular dude and not a working crew member), I anxiously anticipated the minute I would finally experience an entire week on the sand and by the ocean wearing nothing but my skin as well as a smile. That first expected ‘bare’ moment has now come and gone.

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And my memory of it brings many descriptive words to mind: natural, liberating, freeing, exuberating, sensual yet nonsexual, energizing, rejuvenating and so much more. And for me, the ‘so-much-more’ comprises religious reconnection. I believe my nakedness does not belong to me, but instead to Creation. NAKED is how I was ‘created’ and brought into the world. THAT, within itself, makes it religious in nature for me. It makes it a good thing, balanced and pure; nothing to be ashamed of nor to hide. Instead, I see my nakedness as something to embrace and to be lived. would like to let it breathe my existence. Inside my view, to refuse my nakedness is to denounce my Creator’s development. I do not want to quiet that breath. It is a gift. I desire it to flourish. I would like it to grow. And in doing this, I express my sincerest kind of gratitude to the “Giver” of that gift; oh, and gratitude to my employer for carrying that magazine on the plane. And for granting me the coveted perk of air travel. It’s the ideal means by which to discover and experience more of this lovely planet’s Au Naturel destinations. Today, I still adore flying high Au-Naturel!

Long Time Nudist

When I was still a kid I always felt good when I was nude, so I’d always make sure I had to walk to the restroom to take a bath and back to my room nude. When I turned 8 years old I started sleeping naked and also would sit around or lay on my bed in my room naked on a regular basis, and when no one was home, I’d always be naked in different portions of my house.

When I turned 12 years old I had a pal and streaking was a huge craze then, so we would streak every opportunity we got. Regrettably my family would not have consented for me to be a nudist, so I could not tell them, nor be bare in front of those.

When I moved into my own house I was bare constantly. I always tried to persuade my girlfriends that they would enjoy being a nudist but most would not attempt it, and also the ones that attempted it did not enjoy it, but I always continued being nude all the time because it’s the only method I wish to be.

Before I got married my fiancee knew I was a nudist and would continue to be a nudist after we were wed, and after 25 years of marriage she knows I ‘ll stay a nudist.

She is not a nudist. As well, my children aren’t nudist. Lucky for me my family understands being naked is the way I’m comfortable, and don’t mind that I ‘m consistently bare. I loved being naked, and always will.

I have been a nudist for 49 years and no way I’d ever alter.

Buffalo, New York
Breaking Down Barriers

On a recent visit to a Florida beach resort, while swimming in the Gulf of Mexico, the incredible urge to be nude in the water was too much to suppress. I found myself out beyond any other swimmers and removed my trunks. I remained there for what seemed like hours enjoying the feel of the water as well as a freedom like I have never experienced before.

I am a 51 year old male and never would have thought to do something like that in a private pool let alone the Gulf. The exhilaration I felt left an indelible image of the freedom and awareness of one with nature that I wish to carry on.

Upon returning home I immediately joined AANR and am actively seeking a local resort to visit. It’ll be my first “official” exposure (no pun intended) to a naturist environment and I welcome any suggestions.

Thank you for opening up a new phase in my entire life.

Downingtown, Pennsylvania

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