You Meet the Nicest People When You Are Bare

Being by myself and understanding there was a clothing-optional beach nearby and it’s something I ‘ve always thought about trying but knowing my wife would not approve of my mindset, I believed, “She WOn’t ever know so go see what’s all about.”

So away I went, shorts, tee shirt, thong, and water shoes. The thong was my out if I couldn’t get up the nerve to go entirely naked. Once I got to the beach, and this is really a tiny shore, I walked out in my short pants and sat down and began to think, “Are you going to do this or what?”

Being somewhat in a secluded place I got my tee shirt off and short pants,only leaving on the thong. This nice couple came walking down the trail and saw me there and halted for few seconds and told me a little in regards to the area and where to go and not to go.

Then they began down the shore. Well this started getting better.

There they sat nude and now having a friendly conversation with me. Soon I found they where no longer naked in front of me (they were but I just then did not find anymore) but merely a nice couple speaking to a visitor. Now the weird thing. I have never been nude in front of a girls besides my wife in my life and it all looked perfectly normal.

Now I was nude and this couple seemed to say, “That wasn’t that bad was it,” got up and went on their marry way. The remainder of the day I walked round the beach naked and was dreading the sun going down.

I’ll go back and do this again. It only seems so natural and now I’m wondering how can I convince my wife there isn’t anything wrong about being nude with likeminded people. It sure beats garments and the nudists you meet are tremendously reassuring.

Now I must go and imagine where I am going. Get naked or bare however don’t be a prude.

Introduced Many to Nudism

Increased a rigorous Catholic in a time that even the word nude or naked was never permitted, I had difficulty understanding this premise. I found I loved being nude very young and regularly had dreams of being bare outside. When old enough to sneak off alone, I experienced my first societal nude day and have not looked back.

I’ve introduced numerous friends to social nudity and have never had one friend have a bad encounter being nude. There have been several buddies that declared they would never strip naked in public and I gave them lots of leeway and within just a few minutes they had stripped nude and discovered the only negative part of the day spent naked was that they had to put their clothes back on at the close of the day.

as soon as I met my husband, he was a long time nudist and we both openly enjoy being bare whenever possible. We amuse many buddies and for a while we were bare with just a few close friends and then we determined to get a clothing optional bash in our back yard for a mix of bare and cloth pals. We’ve got a pool and Jacuzzi and the yard is totally private so this definitely made amusing a lot of fun. The day of the party, we had thoughts that maybe this was a bad idea but too late when the first of our cloth buddies arrived a little early. I was wearing a sarong and my husband a male variant of a sarong. My friend Michelle had a little look of disappointment as she came in and I asked if she was alright and Michelle giggled a little and said “I believed this was going to be clothes optional but you’re dressed”! I offered the bedroom to change and Michelle said that was not essential and comfortably undressed and said which way to the pool. A few of our guest revealed a little trepidation of stripping initially but within the first 30 minutes garments was no longer discretionary as everyone was nude.

The evening was warm and we partied well into the morning. The majority of our guests had departed by 1AM but two other couples only did not want to see the evening come to a conclusion.

Sunday morning, up early and headed to the kitchen to brew coffee and met Karen and Rick in the hall. Both nude and headed to the Jacuzzi. The day passed and no one wanted the weekend to end. We women sunbathed by the pool and the men appreciated football but soon joined us in the pool.

We have since continued our celebrations with our new found nudist buddies and do meet at one other couples’ home when their teenagers are gone for the weekend. For those have share the standard trepidation of social nudity, I am hoping you’ll work up the nerve to at least attempt it once and I am certain you’ll be hooked for life. You’d be surprised how a lot of your friends are nudists.

Ontario, California
My first encounter

26 years ago my partner and I visited the Club Med on Martinique. Although we’re certified in scuba, Club Med required a “check out” dive to be able to participate. We went for the check out our first full day there. I didn’t have some issue and passed. My wife had some ear equalizing problems and had to quit the check out. This required her to go back the following morning. So I had the morning alone. While walking from my room to the beach I stopped at the nude beach. I thought that I’d take a look. It really looked strange to see so many folks all nude! I hesitated and was about to leave when I said to my self, “What the heck, do it.” So I took my suit off. It was odd to be standing on , NUDE! The truly shocking part was that no one looked twice! So I grabbed a chair, spread out my towel and spent the morning reading.

I asked how the dive went and she said fine, so we could join to go diving. I hesitated and somewhat embarrassed, told her. I described the strangeness which dissolved into easiness as the morning passed. I described that there were all sorts of people, young and old, appropriate and far from fit all relaxing on the shore. She surprised me by saying, “I believe I should try it out also.” And that is where we spent the rest of our week when not out diving.

Since then we have been to many resorts, some with nude regions and some where the resort was all nude. We attend a club near us when our schedules allow. It took some years to be comfortable telling them, but now all our close friends understand how small we need to pack for holiday!

Running naked

My first time is the same as most, I started at home when I was about fifteen years of age. I was raised in an extremely typical American subdivision in Long Island, NY.

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I’m the youngest of three, the summers morning was perfect for a quick run. I followed my daily route which took me down a fire trail next to the railroad tracks. In a secluded place the urge was very powerful so I took off my shorts and tank top the cool morning air felt so wonderful against my skin; I believed it helped me run quicker. I became quite comfortable with myself in a brief period of time. Running nude down a wooded dirt road was interesting and incredibly intoxicating. Regrettably the trail was coming to an end I began to see buildings and autos. My brief instant of being nude had come to a conclusion.
When I got back to my house everybody else had left for work so I stripped down and remained bare for the remainder of the day.

My First Nudist Encounter

About 15 years back I learned the location of the sole local nude beach. It was not simple to get reliable advice and I ‘d gone on more than one wild goose chase. I told my wife I was going to check it out when I got a good chance. Not long after I finished work before rush hour and set out to find the shore. I managed to find parking but knew I would have to walk a good half mile. Crossing a few suburban company parking lots I came to a railroad crossing. I followed the tracks as I was told I should do but I wasn’t alone. Other folks were headed the same direction carrying towels and or bags suited to time in the seashore. I followed a tiny group of people when an opening using a path into the woods veered away from the paths. By this time I found there was two way traffic. All this indicated to me a well-known and frequented destination was nearing. A couple more minutes and I started hearing sounds of action, numerous voices etc. They were somewhat crowded onto a small gravelly shore in the southeastern edge of a long narrow lake. On the lake there was an equally large number of nude people floating on air mattresses many linked together by holding hands or only with a hand on an adjoining air mattress. Meanwhile a number of people waded and swam bare. The feeling was certainly liberating. In spite of being alone I didn’t feel noticeable or out of place. I located a little patch of beach and laid out my towel. I took a little time to only find and take it all in but shortly got up and waded into the water. I understood I ‘d discovered an action I’d repeat.
On my way home I thought it might be disappointing trying to continue going to the seashore as I knew my wife wouldn’t be interested. Arriving house my wife and were relaxing after work and receiving dinner started. Soon she asked me if I located it and I told her yes. She subsequently asked if I took my clothing off. I told her I did and I adored it. Her response was “You Are weird”. Boy I had an uphill fight ahead.
Good times have changed and we have been members of a landed club for many years and she’s also a nudist but that’s another story.

-Jim W.
Blaine, Minnesota

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