I never grew up believing much of nudism, it just was not on my mind. In my mid 20s I found how much I enjoyed being nude after I took showers, and also would start spending more and more time nude at home. I guess I was a part-time household nudist for a while, which was fantastic.
After some time, I thought Iwant to try social nudism, but I wasn’t certain if I ‘d the nerve. Heck, I Had never even been naked in a locker room. Our school only had us change clothing, so down to panties was about the most exposure I had with others.
After several years, I finally made a decision to give it a shot. I’d chatted online with plenty of nudists and found another guy my age who lived close to me. One day I drove over to his flat (hands trembling with the first timer nerves) to meet up.
While I was caught off guard (I believed we’d talk a bit in person before nudity), I still believed it was trendy as well as a pretty good ice breaker.
So, I believed to myself “when in Rome” and within about 30 seconds of assembly, I had stripped down in his front hallway! It was only like ripping off a band aid! Of course it was a much more freeing and liberating encounter than taking off a band aid.
It was a amazing experience and I am happy I finally gave it a shot after all those years.
That was about 5-6 years ago and I am still participating in social nudism – whether it’s at a friend’s house or at a nude beach or resort. Glad I eventually gave it that first shot and never looked back!
I knew I was a nudist
Even at a very young age, I appreciated being bare. I had two other brothers growing up so I found it hard to have any privacy to be bare. My parents had over 6 acres of land and on a hot sunny day I would go off by myself and strip off all my clothing and lay in the sun.
On the weekends, if I was not going anyplace I would be naked round the home for the entire day and do whatever.
Six years ago I eventually made a decision to really 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 per year. My only regret is that I did not go earlier. This past September I finally ran my first naked 5k race at cypress cove. I loved so much that I’ve signed up for two races this year.
Now, whenever I can I am constantly naked in my home or at a nudist resort being free of clothing and stresses; there’s nothing like it.
Naturism Takes Flight
Sometimes, I’ll jokingly comment that I owe my thanks and my love for naturism to my company. You see, I work in the airline travel business 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.”
http://videonudism.com/exbitionist offers its subscribers information and guidance about outdoor recreational sports equipment and travel. One of the pages of this particular problem contained a colorful pictorial advertisement for Lee Baxandall’s, “World Guide To http://rudefly.com & Recreation”. The name of Lee Baxandall will be understood by any seasoned naturist or nudist alike (of which I was neither at the time). Lee first took up the activity of naturism in Wisconsin as an Eagle Scout. He is also an inductee into AANR’s Nudist Hall of Fame. However , I digress. His highest guide to nudism in natural settings peaked my interest. With pencil & paper, I jotted down the address of where to order my copy of this exhausted listing of places where one can vacation, camp, swim and socialize without wearing a single stitch of material. A few weeks prior to my meeting with Mr. Baxandall’s guide, I ‘d organized an upcoming 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 discovered “Little Beach”. That first anticipated ‘simple’ second has now come and gone. And my recollection of it brings many descriptive words to thoughts: natural, liberating, freeing, exuberating, sensual yet non sexual, energizing, rejuvenating and so much more. And for me, the ‘so-much-more’ contains spiritual reconnection. I believe my nakedness does not belong to me, but instead to Creation. THAT, within itself, makes it religious in nature for me. It makes it a great thing, balanced and pure; nothing to be ashamed of nor to hide. I want to let it breathe my existence. In my view, to refuse my nakedness is to denounce my Creator’s development. I do not care to silence that breath. It is a gift. I need it to flourish. I want it to grow. And in doing so, I express my sincerest type of gratitude to the “Giver” of that gift; oh, and gratitude to my employer for carrying that magazine on the plane. And for giving 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. Now, I still love flying high Au Naturel!
Long Time Nudist
When I was still a child I always felt good when I was bare, so I would always make sure I needed to walk to the restroom to take a bath and back to my room naked. When I turned 8 years old I began sleeping nude and also would sit around or lay on my bed in my room nude all of the time, and when no one was home, I’d always be bare in other parts of my house.
as soon as I turned 12 years old I had a pal and streaking was a big craze then, so we’d streak every chance we got. Sadly my family would never have consented for me to be a nudist, so I could not tell them, nor be nude in front of them.
When I went into my very own house I was bare all of the time. I strove to convince my girlfriends that they would like being a nudist but most would not try it, as well as the ones that attempted it didn’t enjoy it, but I constantly continued being naked all the time as it’s the only method I want to be.
Before I got married my fiancee knew I was a nudist and also would continue to be a nudist after we were married, and after 25 years of marriage she knows I will stay a nudist.
She’s not a nudist. As well, my kids aren’t nudist. Lucky for me my family understands being bare is the way I am comfy, and also don’t mind that I ‘m always nude. I loved being bare, and always will.
I have been a nudist for 49 years and no way I’d ever change.
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 plus a liberty like I have never experienced before.
I am a 51 year old male and never would have thought to do something similar to that in a private pool let alone the Gulf. The exhilaration I felt left an indelible impression of the independence and awareness of one with nature that I wish to keep up.
Upon returning home I immediately joined AANR and am actively seeking a local resort to visit.
Thank you for opening up a fresh chapter in my life.