My first time nude was in 1986 at Rincon Beach in Santa Barbara, California, when I was 16 years old. I had been naked at home when no one else was home and was and still am a swimmer so I was used to having next to nothing on.
I saw a novel in the travel portion of the bookstore about California nude beaches and found Rincon was the closest to me. Pre GPS, I got out a Thomas Guide and figured out where to get off the highway.
I ‘d a Speedo on beneath just in case I backed out and still desired to enjoy the shore with next to nothing on. I walked the shore to the bare place, put my towel down, dropped my shorts, and sat down. It took just about 30 minutes I’d say to start being cozy and to actually get up to walk around. Any anxieties of “excitement” went away immediately and has never been a problem.
I visited this beach almost everyday during the summer making the one hour drive each way.
My subsequent barrier was getting my girlfriend years later to attempt. She was reluctant initially, and also would say she’d do it, but would never remove her swimsuit when we got there. After a few times, she eventually went topless and then naked. It eventually became prohibited to go naked at Rincon and there is nothing closer to love.
Nudity was appreciated in our house ever since. After wedding, we purchased a house with a completely private backyard and may take pleasure in the yard and pool naked. We made it a point to raise our kids naked also (now ages 4 – 10) and they don’t have any problems with it.
A close friend I work with knows I ‘m a nudist , and it has come to our house with his wife to attempt. He eventually brought his two kids and they took to it right away when seeing our kids nude also. The wonderful thing is kids take to it naturally and it is not as difficult as when you begin it at an older age.
I am now 43 and love residing in a nude environment. I look forward to the end of the day when I can strip my clothes off at home and just be comfortable with nothing. Still being a swimmer, a Speedo is sometimes too much for me and I wish they still had the old days at the YMCA where swimming was done nude.
Van Nuys, California
First Time 50 years or 1 month
We moved to CA when I was 33, bought a house and had a pool constructed. I quickly began skinny-dippin’ at night. My daughter would often join me. When she left home to join the Navy I started cleaning the pool in the nude, in the daytime of course. When I was 44 my company sent us to the Bahamas to install a missile tracking station. They had a nude beach which my partner and I visited. She maintained it was bare because there were never any people on it. I started taking off my skimpy swim suit after a week or so and after about a month I simply left it in the trunk of the car. One day we’d walked about 3 miles down the beach and turned to go back. Around the first bend in the beach we saw 3 couples walking toward us in city clothes. It was high tide so we went into the water so they would have room to pass without getting wet. When they were even with us they inquired if we lived on the isle and we replied “yes.” Subsequently they barraged us with questions-what did we do for recreation, cost of living, etc? We kind of pointed at the shore, water and some nice shells we’d picked up. As we got to our car one of the men inquired if I wasn’t sort of embarrassed being the only naked guy in a group of eight. I looked down and said “Gosh, I AM nude! You know it IS a nude beach and I ‘d believe YOU’d be embarrassed wearing garments.” Fast forward thirty years, my wife fell into delicate health and I lost her five years later. Our last serious chat she suggested I marry again and I should join a “nudist colony.” After she passed I spent a miserable month and then remembered her idea. I printed out the free first time visitor pass and went to Glen Eden. I met many fine folks, swam a lot, basked in the sun and that night I slept all night with no tears. The next week I took the motor home and dogs and went again for just two nights. Again I slept like a baby all night. Guess what? young nudists video joined and got a Gold Seal gate pass. I just dwell 17 miles so I go out about every other day and my sleepless nights have almost disappeared. So now, was I a nudist when I skinny dipped in my own personal pool or on my first trip to GE?
What did you expect?
After many years of wrestling together with the thought,
I finally made it to a naturist resort in beautiful Palm Springs. I was minutes away from stepping outside for my first ever experience, when someone rapped on the doorway. Without thinking I popped it open to discover a wonderful but entirely clothed woman standing there. Seemingly she had the wrong room number. I am proud of the reality that I did not even flinch. Her direct eye contact was as if it was set in stone. However, when she turned to leave she actually “got an eye full” as she walked away.
My first idea was something like, “Well, what did you expect, feathers?” So, with that thought in mind I went outside and began the finest and most relaxing vacation I ‘d ever had. Naturally, I haven’t looked back,
except to laugh. Then, I became a
practicing naturist and I’m proud of it.
-Doug from Michigan
Adding to my bucket list
My first encounter was at Blacks Beach in La Jolla California. I was there just out of boot camp and while in my “A” school I kept hearing about the nude beach in La Jolla. I had began a bucket list of things I wanted to do in life a number of years earlier and got to thinking….why not? I could add this to my bucket list!! I’m 3000 miles from anyone I understand, it will be fantastic to say that once when I was 24, I went to a nude beach.
One of my “A” school buddies and I decided to give it a shot on our last weekend in San Diego. We were a bit nervous as we headed to the seashore. Eventually when we got there, we opted to walk up and down the seashore with our clothes on and then made a decision to discard our clothing!
We were both astonished at how fast we became comfortable with being nude, we truly felt more uneasy when we had clothing on and nobody else did! We stayed for several hours, swimming, enjoying the sunshine, and having a terrific time. Amusing story about that trip, I dozed off on the beach. Not sure what I was dreaming about, but I started to get an erection and it woke me up and I needed to sit up and cover up, and was rather embarrassed. In 22 years since that point, it is still the sole spontaneous erection I’ve ever had at a bare resort. When folks ask me questions about truly being a nudist, that’s among the most frequently asked questions, and it just doesnt happen.
as soon as I returned home from that first experience, I thought that was it. http://nuderoad.com didnt know it existed elsewhere. Several years later, after moving to South Carolina, I somehow found out about a resort in the Columbia, SC region. They have an annual even called Nudestock and I spent the weekend there and was caught! Now everywhere I go, I look to see what nudist resorts are in the region.
I ‘ve a whole change in my self body image. Before my first encounter I was really self conscious of my body….now I ‘m extremely confident in my body. I feel amazing when the sunshine, winds, and water caress my body…it’s absolutely a fully freeing experience! I talk openly about my experiences and have taken several folks for their first experiences and never has anyone had a poor encounter.
Summerville, South Carolina
Free at Last
My first time bare experience happened when a buddy of mine talked me into going to a clothes optional get together at health club with her.
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I was incredibly nervous the entire week before but I was comitted to doing it. We entered the club and went to what was marked as the women’s locker room to undress. The first thing I saw was a man taking his briefs off. My friend saw my confusion and laughingly said “everything’s coed here.” We got a couple of lockers. She was naked in no time. I ‘d taken my top and shorts away but froze there; too anxious to take anything else off. I kept looking around at who else was in the room and was just plain nervous. I tried to unhook my bra but my hands were shaking so badly I couldn’t manage it. My buddy took care of it for me. So there I was topless. I quickly shed my panties and place everything in the locker before I lost my nerve. What a feeling once I walked out of that locker room entirely nude iin front of 100 individuals. It was exhilirating and embarassing at exactly the same time. But there I was hiding noothing. We headed for the pool. Swimming around nude felt so nice and it kind of felt I was covered. Next came the sauna for about 5 minutes to dry off. By the time we exited the sauna I felt totally comfortable with being naked and wondered what all my nervousness was about. I was hooked. This was excellent. So freeing. We went over to watch the volleyball game for some time. When that match finished I joined the following game. OMG. Was this great or what? Here I was bouncing around the volleyball court fully naked and loving every second of it. It struck me that in about a half hour I went from petrifed to take my bra away to cavorting naked. I was so free. We stayed for over two hours and I hated to put clothing on later. LOL. That was it for me. I became a nudist. That was about 20 years past and I Have never looked back.