I for one hate to sunbathe, prefer reading, board games, spinning, weaving, real hiking, dancing, crocheting, swimming (not floating

, which is only sunbathing on the water.) I favor doing this in the shade. We’ve got several wild and mostly private acres, and have plans to come up with hiking trails through some of it. We’ll subsequently need to manage poachers and armed dope growers using the trails. No where is beach swinger tube ! I’m largely naked in the home when it is warm enough. Recently, I’ve began being bare when particular select buddies are here. I discovered I was uncomfortable being naked when the others were clothed, but I persevered and it got better. I presume maybe that http://beach-patrol.biz is not simpler than worldwide nudity for me. Really though, I just prefer doing anything in nature rather than ‘civilized’ when naked. Except for the thorns.

Has anyone here ever gotten so used to being naked at home that they forget when they are elsewhere? This only happened to me last weekend, we were working at a rendezvous (not a nudist site) and also a huge wind blew up during the night. I sat up in bed and began to crawl out of our tarp shelter to be sure everything in camp was buttoned down tight, and realized I was about to go out fully nude with other people all around me. Afterward I really thought to myself, “this wind feels so great, do I risk it?” The response was, obviously, “No!” but the point is, I really forgot about being nude in the first place. Anybody here done that?

Introduction to Nudism

I was helping set up security for the 1996 Olympics in Atlanta. I was at the Hard Rock Cafe in Atlanta speaking with a couple. Told them I needed to get away for the weekend. They gave me a number and name to call of a nice resort close by that had a pool, hot tub and incredibly friendly people. As they left they told me it was a nudist resort.

I thought about it and chose to try it and went that weekend. Loved the encounter as well as the people I met. They made me feel so welcome and everything seemed so natural. When my daughter came down to work security with me I told here where I’d gone and she wanted to go with me. We went the following weekend and spent two days there. We were solicited and even though we could visit the opening Olympic service free, we saw it on a TV in the motor home of a family who were teachers from California while relaxing at Hidden Valley nudist resort in Georgia.

We went there another time before we had to leave Georgia. When we got up to the New England area we seen some local nudist resorts and felt at home. My wife and I now live in a nudist resort in Florida, and my daughter visits each year to live the nudist lifestyle.

-Don W.
Hudson, Florida
First Time

June 1st, 2009. I made my way to Mira Vista Resort in Tucson, signed in, took my clothes away and wandered about the Resort. I presented myself and confessed that this was my first (public) experience as a nudist. Nancy said “Show me your tush!”

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I turned around and was pronounced a “cotton tail.” What a delightful and gracious introduction and welcome to the nudist community!

-Donne
Sierra Vista, Arizona
My Biggest Regret

Being naked has always been quite natural to me, I can recall when I was maybe 4 or 5 just wanting to be naked. Nothing has changed 40 years after, it just feels “normal” to me.

I did my assignments online and also read as much as I could about going to a nudist resort, oh boy, was I excited! The day I set out to go was wonderful and I was prepared to get naked. It was about a 2 hour drive and of course all I was thinking about was getting there and jumping in the pool naked. YIPEEE! But as I got close my tummy was getting more upset from my nerves. I starting thinking about turning around and heading home but only kept driving. I truly wanted to feel the sun on my nude body and go swimming nude, after all it was a lovely day.

As I pulled up to the gate I thought I was really going to throw up and at that point I really had to talk myself into going forward. When the staff answered the buzzer and told me to reach the office to get checked in I just kept telling myself it was going to be amazing even though I was so nervous.

After checking in and heading to my truck I really couldn’t believe it. I was looking at naked people up by the pool and I was going to be one of them! I stood by my truck looking active for about 10 minutes without taking anything off and finally I realized it was time to take ALL my clothes away and be free. As I wrapped my towel around my neck and made sure it covered me somewhat I shut the door of my truck and headed to the pool one slow step at a time. I was getting more confident with each step.

I had to take a shower before getting into the pool and it turned out to be a QUICK one. The showers are about 10 feet from the pool and I bet I made it in about 2 steps after I shut the shower off. I spent the rest of the day in the pool floating about and LOVING every second of it. It was not my first time being naked in a pool but it was my first time being with other people nude and I am certain it demonstrated that it was my first time but by the time I ‘d left that day I felt like I had known some of the people for a long time.

The reason that this excursion was such a big deal for me was because I do not have the “normal” body. I’m a huge man, need to lose excess weight and had worried I might be laughed at or individuals would stare, but after going there now for more then 8 years (only a couple times a year) I recognized that NOBODY cares! Its not that they don’t care about me, its just that nobody cares what your body looks like. I waited for such a long time to go to a nudist resort because I did not have the “perfect”body. I’m yet to see the “perfect” body but I have meet a number of the best people I’ll ever meet in my life. When you are naked with other people it is as real as it gets and I’ve found that nudists are as nice as individuals come.

So this is the reason why I labeled this “My Biggest Rue” because I regret that I waited so long to get out and be naked with other like-minded individuals. If the idea has ever crossed your mind, just go get naked. You wont regret it.

-C.J.
Michigan
Beach Day

from the time that I was a teen I ‘d always heard about nudist beaches and camps, but I never understood where to find them. This was before the Internet age. In the mid ’90s I ‘d access to the Internet and chat rooms. I met a girl on the chat website who told me about seeing a nude beach. I asked about how I really could locate one in my state. She told me about a site where I could imagine a guide book which describes the locations of swimming holes and beaches.

After purchasing this I read about a beach at Martha’s Vineyard. Some time later I finally had an opportunity to get out there with my at the time girlfriend. Finally I found the shore I was searching for after the ferry ride and bus ride across the island. I remember how natural everyone looked and how I was ready to join in the fun. The blanket was just on the ground when my clothes came off. I loved the liberating feeling of the wind on my body and being able to jump in the ocean naturally. My girlfriend finally got comfortable also.

I felt like I was on a level playing field with everyone else. Since then I’ve been visiting nudist campgrounds and coming to the Vineyard as much as really possible. http://videonudism.com/hot have hated wearing bathing suits ever since.

-Paul J.
Milford, Massachusetts
My Nudist History

The following is a history of my nudist encounter with some thoughts for those investigating nudism as a lifestyle choice:

“Nudist” A Brand New Word

I grew up in Marin County north of San Francisco and am currently a professional working in San Francisco. When I was younger I could never have imagined I would ever describe myself as a nudist. I remember the first time I heard the term nudist. I was under 10 years old and my buddy Randy told me, true or not, about a woman who was stopped on the Golden Gate Bridge driving nude on her way to a “nudist colony.” The entire thing shocked me to the point that I still recall where I was when he told me. I couldn’t imagine why grown folks would desire to be bare, notably in a place called a nudist colony. It definitely was something I ‘d never be involved in.

First Time Nude Outside

I remember, some years after, about age 12, sleeping over at Randy’s house in his backyard in sleeping bags and on a mutual challenge we each walked, one at a time, naked up his long moonlit driveway. He became more daring and even rode his bike up the drive bare. This was only boys testing and playing and we understood that we did not wish to be found so there was an element of risk and fear of being found that overshadowed everything.

Private Nudity, My Own Skin

Within a few years I found that easing my pajamas away after going to http://videonudism.com and sleeping nude felt wonderful. It felt free and I adored the feeling of the bed sheets on my bare skin I soon started removing my clothes when my parents were out so that I could walk around the house nude, racing to put my clothes back on when I heard the garage door go up on their return. Again this felt fantastic but by importance stayed my secret. Shortly, on some evenings, I was able to sneak out my bedroom window in the centre of the night and enjoy the night atmosphere nude. We lived in a built up neighborhood on a hill with open space behind the home. At first I ‘d roam the grassy hillside in back of the house feeling the cool breezes on my skin. I particularly liked wet nights. The noise of the storm made me feel more secure about not being caught going out the window and I loved the feeling of rain on my naked skin. After I would walk through the neighborhood, clothed, up to a dead end street with a more open hillside where I could throw off my clothes and walk nude in a bigger area. I knew the terrain very well and one night I was especially bold and did a huge loop walking with that area for over half a mile in a circle onto paved roads (but where dwellings were not built right on the street) on the other side of the hill and back to my clothing that I had left behind. I can’t believe I did this or that, as a teenager, I did not get caught.

-Tom
San Francisco, California

The summer after my 8th grade I went to the Crimea. My mom and me were sunbathing on a beach.

It’d been some time since I learnt to swim by then and I dare say I was jolly good at it. We would visit exactly the same place each day, and I was fairly keen on going someplace else, but for the shortage of a better alternative I was swimming alongside the seashore. I would swim quite a space, and once I reached so far that I saw a stone sticking out of water – I practically instantaneously made up my thoughts about swimming behind it and seeing what was there.
When I eventually got there my eyes fell upon a significant sight – several men and girls were sunbathing there fully nude! I had heard about nudism before and thus I wasn’t quite shocked But as long as I had my bathing suit on http://videonudism.com/exbitionist didn’t dare to come out of water and observe them, and so I was looking at them from where I were. I had my diving spectacles on me, so I feigned to be diving to see the seascape while in fact I was rather much more interested in seeing people who were swimming without their bathing suits and trunks. In point of fact, I’d seen nude men before, but now underwater nudity was something more exciting. as soon as I got back to the hotel the opinions of the day wouldn’t leave me.
The next day mother stayed in the resort and I went to the shore accompanied by my buddy. I told her about the yesterday’s nude beach, and we raced there for a new share of beliefs. On our way there we reached the conformity not to remove our bathing suits, but only to see other people enjoying outdoors naked. Eventually we reached the nude beach and made ourselves comfortable. Our preceding observation was that for the folks around it was a matter of fact thing to walk around nude, both for men and for girls. And no one paid the least attention to one another!
My buddy took off the very top of her bathing suit, and I, also, was famished for new senses Am I a chicken or not, after all? And it was then that I GOT FULLY NUDE IN FRONT OF EVERYONE. I cannot put into words the belief it carried me. It felt as if I were some type of a star set upon the scene along with all of the eyes looking at me. but that was not almost all! I visited the water edge and stepped in,, and it was as though waves were caressing me. I actually don’t know what was that feeling about, but I never got to feel anything of that kind while wearing a swimsuit. I was able to relax in water and did not feel embarrassed anymore – after all, one couldn’t see much of my body while I was in water
But after a little while, when I Had had enough of swimming, it was time for me to come out of water, and it was then that I saw that the shore by now was even more packed than before, and I got that belief that everybody was there lined to see me coming out of water in my birth costume. So I called up my buddy and asked her to bring over my swimming trunks because I was kind of embarrassed to come out of water as I were. But she just laughed at me!
Having nothing to do, I pretended I was a supermodel prepared to create her appearance on stage. And with my nose up in the air I made it to the coast absolutely bare in http://nudizmtube.com of all spectators that were there to see me. Oddly, the audience did not break in applause. I looked at the beachers around me, but not one of them appeared to pay no attention to me and simply minding their particular business.

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I even felt a small bit disappointed by that fact Those were my first impressions of becoming suntanned equally. Now I sunbathe simply nude, and I am not put off by the presence of people in swimsuits. If they’re there it merely goes to show that they admire me and enjoy it all and are merely frightened to do it themselves so far.
As for the procedure for becoming suntanned without swimsuit – I cannot even describe the feeling of having your body caressed by the gentle breeze, and what’s finest – you’ve got no wet cloth clinging to you after you’ve bathed. The entire belief is just AMAZING. In fact, for them on could brush aside fears and humiliation and other prejudices.

The most courageous thing I ever did nude? Well how about one of many most courageous….well, in fact it was more impulsive than brave.

A number of years back I was living in northwest Houston,,, hot, humid, Houston. Every morning (around 5 AM) before going to work I’d ride my bike for 20-30 minutes through the area. Normally I wore sneakers, a tshirt and shorts. Well this particular morning I donned my tennis shoes only – do not ask me why. And Off I went into the morning.

The typical morning in our area at 5 AM was only several autos with people finding their way to the expressway to get to work. This one morning I approached a stop sign that I generally only drove through…usually no cars around.

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Well a couple of cars were coming so I needed to stop. And then a car pulled up next to me with http://nudeyes.com in the automobile. They found my sneakers, etc and one of them lowered her window and said “fine sneakers” and they all laughed. http://videonudism.com/suntan/girl-beach-erotic-video.php did also. So off I went but turned from my normal route to lesser traveled roads…and they followed. This went on for a few roads and I eventually quit. We had a brief friendly exchange and through the laughter and quips I invited them to bike with me the following morning. Again, we all had a great laugh. I never saw them again. It was quite comical, and certainly more intimidating than anything. I think my vulnerabilities were quite obvious! But, in all honesty, I wonder what I would have done had they shown up prepared to bike with me. And yes, I did bike in the nude on numerous other occasions but only when it was a little darker than on this particular morning.

It did not happen here; it occurred at the ends of the earth.

I met a young man. Yes, I guess you could say that we’d only just begun by then; he hadn’t even began wooing me. And somehow at a specific moment we found ourselves by the seaside. Not a soul around, waves pounding against the seashore, the moonlight in the sky.
Why do not we take a dip? – he says to me. But we haven’t got neither swimsuits nor towels with us, I say. He: look what a wonderful evening, the water is so war, it would be a sin to miss this opportunity. We could swim http://nudebeachpicture.net ! Well why not, I thought. The weather was extremely brilliant, warm and all. And though the moon was beaming, the shore was poorly lit as the moon wasn’t full. I shook off my slippers, then removed my jeans, undies and took off in the direction of the water. He followed me, but at some distance and to the side.
So there we’re, swimming and keeping the proper distance. Having had enough of this we made it to the shore. I was leading again, and he was following me. I looked back to see him and though it was almost pitch dark I thought I caught a glimpse of his natural ‘body’s reaction’, also it may sound preposterous, but it made me feel happy!
We dressed somehow and continued walking in our wet tees. After that we bathed by nights several more times.
Then he began trying to get me to go to the shore during day. He would say that we sorta learnt everything we could about night bathing and now it turned out to be a new challenge for us to do it during the daytime. I kept on saying no because I was really embarrassed by the idea of undressing in broad daylight, but I actually needed to go. Afterward I made up my mind to do some ‘practicing’ during the day all by myself to begin with. I found a rocky beach with huge rubbles that I could jump from one to another. And so I began bound. as soon as I went so far from the coast to be sure that no one sane would follow me here I halted and got naked. Stark naked. I actually don’t understand why, but I was literary trembling afterward. The sensation of being completely bare outside was intoxicating, and I tried not to think about the possibility of somebody else’s arriving to where I was.
I had a novel with me, so I located a larger and much more comfortable debris, lay on it and started reading and having some remainder in general. The sun was shining, the waves were lapping against the shore, the coastline was merging into distance, small yachts and motorboats took their sluggish ramble over the waves. The feeling was calm and relaxing, and little by little I began to feel more comfortable.

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After a while I felt the need to pee. It was then that I remembered about the article I once read about an experiment carried out on a group of people to whom it was implied to pee in their own pants for http://x-nudism.net of cash. Regardless that the amount was extremely notable, no one could bring themselves to do this. Same occurred to me: I slid off the debris, squatted and simply couldn’t do it! And I really needed to After all, I really could go a little bit farther and do my thing hiding behind the rubbles. But I felt inexplicably uncooperative. So I put on my trousers, then lowered them and allow the conditional reflexes take over. While I squatted there relaxed doing my thing I was looking at the motorboat anchored at some distance. That was when I thought I saw something flashing in the motorboat. In a blink of an eye I drew a picture in my head with somebody armed with a spyglass overlooking my escapade. I felt like I bit off more than I could chew, I gathered my things and dressed up very quickly, and now I was gone with my heart still thumping in my ears.
After that I ventured another couple of sorties which were managed with much more calm. In the end I conceded to proceed to the seashore with the young man. It wasn’t half as scary as I ‘d imagined it to be, because the shore was deserted and there was no one but us there. We went there for some more times, and it was just once that we happened to meet a few other folks there, but I never experienced such strong emotions again.
My friendship with the young man in question ended up rather sadly, but I suppose that’s a whole new story.

My first nude encounter was when I was younger and very much by accident. I went to a beach with a very long coastline on the more remote end.

I didn’t see anyone around and http://x-public.com knew that nudism was taken so I totally disrobed and laid entirely exposed in the sunshine. I saw a topless woman approaching and quickly covered up – being naked exterior was completely natural, being bare in front of others wasn’t. She grinned as she walked by and I just blushed – I was so prudish about public nudity that even seeing others in a state of undress made me uneasy. When she was out of site, I once again uncovered and decided I wanted to go for a swim. I have been an enthusiastic swimmer, a life gaurd in fact, so I made the decision to swim further down the shore and come back. Swimming nude was quite liberating! I did that and went past a lot of the crowded portions of the seashore. After a little while the current was too powerful to turn back and I realized I ‘d only one choice, to walk back on the beach.
I have to say that was clearly one of the very uncomfortable moments of my entire life. I walked out of the water, covering my genitals with my hands. As I came to shore, I found that everyone was naked and seemed so natural. I still covered up, but was getting slightly more comfortable with myself. Although I was quite athletic and fit, I had always been sensitive regarding the size of my penis and all my pubic hair but when I saw people of all shapes, sizes and ages I realized that I was fine however I was. I let go, literally, and was free. It was quite a walk back. Being nude w here everyone was naked was natural but I shortly I had a new challenge. Although nudity was taken everyone on the beach, the most popular section was where almost everyone wore bathing suits- toplessness was common but I saw only one fully nude person.
Besides this, it was quite crowded. I really had no option except to keep on going and I continued walking bare.

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Folks looked at me – I was likely the only nude person they had seen for a while – but I kept on going. It’s ackward being nude in front of others when they are not but I learned to cope with it. When I eventually reached my clothing, I was a nudist for life.
When I went back to my flat with my buddies, male and female, I told them about my encounter. I told them too how good it felt and asked if they minded if I went naked in our apartment, they didn’t. Since then I spend as much of my time bare as feasible do not care whose looking.

I wish I really could say that I grew up in a naturist family, spending my summer holidays running round naked

in the sun. But I cant. I was raised in the East Midlands in the united kingdom in the 1970s (I was born in 1968), with a perfectly normal youth. I only ever saw my parents naked once or twice, and I dont think theyve seen me naked since I was about 10.
So, I grew up with all of the ordinary British reservations about showing my body in public. I believe that my first exposure to naturism came on holiday in the south of France with my parents when I was (I believe) about 17 – my last holiday with them before I became a student and then left house. We stayed near Port Grimaud, and one day I decided to see what was on the different side of a large stony breakwater. Imagine my surprise once I saw a beach full of naked folks! Id love to say that I went and stripped off and joined them, but I didnt. Remember, this was a time when I didnt even want my parents to see me without a shirt on!
Anyway, when I was a pupil (residing at home), I picked up a copy of Health and Efficiency from a store that had it as one of its own top shelf magazines (a phrase that will without a doubt be familiar to British readers, but might be less so to those from overseas. Just keep in mind that Playboy is a top shelf magazine!). It was interesting to discover a magazine full of nude pictures of what I came to think of as normal people doing ordinary things not models who seem to be auditioning for a gynaecological textbook. At this time, I also begun to spend some time throughout http://nudistsnude.com when everyone else was out, but this was more from the illegal thrill perspective. Nevertheless, my opinion started to change, and I found that I actually appreciated being naked, and envied people who could go on naturist holidays. I did manage a few days sunbathing naked in the back garden in an extremely rare time when my parents were on holiday and my brother was still away at college in a different town.
And that was it for many years. In 1992 or 1993, my girlfriend and I went to stay with a buddy who lived in Poole, on the south coast. On the Saturday we went to their local beach for a walk, and my buddy warned us that there clearly was a nudist section. It was Studland Bay, someplace I’d learned of in H&E (which I had long stopped purchasing, mostly because I ‘d moved in with my girlfriend). So there I was, walking along Studland, encircled by nudists, but I didnt dare do anything. I mean, I used to work with my (female) friend (and did again a few years later) and couldnt picture telling her hey, Id love to strip off here. For all I know, her and her husband might have been regulars, but that wasnt going to happen!
My girlfriend and I went back to Studland on our last day as the weather was fine, and I somehow plucked up the nerve to suggest to her that we went to the nudist beach because I saw stripping off. She was fairly amazed, but agreed on the understanding that she didnt have to. I truly loved it, much to her bemusement. I even swam nude in the ocean, which was just superb (if a little cool).
Over the the next couple of years, my girlfriend indulged me and we visited Studland once or even twice per year and I also stripped off once or twice on a beach in France, but that was pretty much it.

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For the last 3-4 years yet, we’ve been on vacation in French cottages, and weve always managed to be remote enough for me (and sometimes my girlfriend) to strip off by the pool. Over the last couple of years, I have already been doing a series of http://x-nudism.net (Im an extremely keen hobbyist), and the last one, in 2003, was social documentary. I struggled for quite a long time to think of a theme, and from somewhere deep down I came up with the concept of doing something on naturism. I hunted round the web and discovered a club in Marlborough (which is about 50 miles from Bristol where I now live) who surprisingly enough were agreeable for me to take some pictures and invited me to come along and see them even though I ‘d be on my own as my girlfriend would not be joining me.
So, I somewhat nervously went to see them so they could meet me and I really could see what the photographic chances were. They were most welcoming, and I spent a thoroughly enjoyable evening swimming and playing badminton in the nude.
There were some delays in receiving permission from the sports centre they use, and in the end they said no. With this time, I ‘d been 2 or 3 times and was getting to love it. So, even though my job was killed off before I ‘d shot any pictures, the club asked me if I liked to join, and I did. I now go along once per month or so, and love it. Theprimary problem is that the team meets on Saturday evenings, and I feel guilty about leaving my girlfriend on her own at home when I go. Id love for her to come as well, but she isnt confident enough at present, although she hasnt ruled out the possibility thoroughly.
More recently, I’ve been starting to consider making contact with one of the clubs not too far from Bristol one that has its own land so that I could maybe have somewhere outdoors to see often.

Hello to all, this is my first post on this newsgroup and it comes after my first visit to a clothing optional resort.

My first naked exterior encounter occurred when I was probably 10. My cousins dared me to run around our grandma’s house naked. I took the challenge and adored it. I have looked for chances to be naked outside ever since. Nonetheless, being raised in a conservative family and now married to a wonderful woman who was also raised conservatively I haven’t had many chances.
I’m naked around the house as much as possible, but that is becoming limited nowadays as our daughter is getting old and our conservative breeding and ideas of modesty are causing me to be clothed more around her. The cover up was causing me to go a little crazy though, I needed to be nude someplace. I was doing stupid things, going naked in places that if I was caught I could get in trouble.
All that said, the wife and kids were out of town this weekend, so I took the chance to really go to a clothing optional resort nearby and try it out for a little while.
I ‘d two chief issues going in, one of which had been calmed by reading other posts on this newsgroup. I was afraid of getting an erection. Did not occur, not even close. My other concern, and men you will value this, was that after swimming, exercise, or merely being nervous my dick and testicles shrivel up and I feel like I look as a five year old. I was afraid the anxiousness associated with my first encounter being naked publicly would cause this to happen and I would be self concious about perceived size. A quick test of http://nudismhot.com about five minutes before I arrived affirmed that fear. I was apprehensive and so were the boys. Nonetheless, after a quick tour with the owner and checking in for the day I was feeling fairly relaxed. Less worried about a first experience and more pleased with the opportunity to do something that I understood I needed to do. Without nervousness or reluctance I parked the car and used it as my locker. With people walking around both clothed and bare and stripped off right there and headed for the pool. And I am happy to report the boys were hanging loose, so panic number two turned out to be a non variable.
When it comes to visit itself, it was so so. I went alone, and while the folks were friendly and said hello, most kept to themselves. There wasn’t much going on at the time. There were probably 30 to 40 folks around the pool and that was it. No one was in the lodge or hot tub, so the pool and lounge deck where the only choices for socializing.
All in all is was a great encounter. Like most who post about their very first time, my nervousness was gone very fast. Now http://kazyz.com need to convince my wife that it’s recommended for her to attempt it.

There was a water park/ theme park that I used to attend many years back. The signage at the locker rooms for the water park was

very inferior. Additionally, the entry took people right past a row of shifting booths with no drapes, or a clear view of some of the showers. This led to a predicament where unknowing women, sometimes with their youngsters in tow, would drift in, simply to locate me or alternative guys in a bare state. The results were always one of two things.

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Either A) the girl would apologize, I would say, “That’s acceptable,” as well as the woman would leave or cool.gif the girl would look stunned and stand there . I’d say, ” This is the men’s locker room.” The girl would nod and leave.

The textile public swimming pool I belonged to before I moved this year had a men’s locker that frequently found women roaming in, believing they were on the woman’s side. Upon seeing me or other bare men, they’d consistently, gently, turn and leave, or apologize and leave. I’d say it happened maybe a couple of times per year. Only once did I ever hear one of the men express irritation.

On the rest room use, I was once at a visitor’s centre at a national park where there was a long line of ladies outside both the ladies, and the men’s room. As I approached the men’s room, among the ladies informed me, ” if you only need to use the urinal, you can go http://nudistszone.com in. As none of the women in line disputed that, I avoided them and used the urinal. Nobody seemed to care. When I was at an airport in a foreign nation several years back, I walked into the men’s room to discover a lady cleaning the floors. I turned around, to look for http://ournudism.com/young-nudist-video.html , but she told me, ” No no, you can use ( the facility).” Again, neither of us seemed to care, so all was well.

I asked my wife if she’d ever seen any guys drifting into the ladies locker room. She explained that only once did she ever see such a thing. Once, while she was at our textile pool, changing clothes, she heard the female attendant cry, ” Workmen are coming through the locker room.” Escorted by the attendant, 2 male workers walked through, inspecting some work that had been done. My wife wasn’t visible to them at the time and nobody was using the showers, which had no curtains.

I have an extremely demanding job.

I don’t work in a mine or something similar to that, but this is a place that holds innumerable duties, including the supports of hundreds, if not tens of thousands of people who work under me. I work pretty much 15 hours a day, 7 days a week. I also have a family that I see in passing; I believe I ‘ve three children at the moment, one girl and two boys. My wife used to be hot when I married her, but I haven’t seen her in three months and she could have grown an arm out of the side of the head, I likely would have missed it. I am telling you all of this because you need to understand why I go on a one-week vacation annually, all alone.
I take no one. I do not take my wife. I definitely do not take the kids. I usually do not take my phone or my computer. As far as everyone I know is concerned, I do not exist for those 7 days. And I always make it my business to go somewhere where it is exceedingly unlikely I’ll meet any Americans. I do not need to hear our accents and I do not want to feel like I am on exactly the same planet as the folks I socialize with during the other 358 days of the year. This past year, for instance, I went to Croatia, this small state somewhere in the Mediterranean, a great little state with great beachfront and with amazing food. But all of the tourist stuff does not matter. What matters is that my life changed while there. But I am getting ahead of myself
I got to this little area where I was staying early in the morning. The sun was only coming out and I chose to take a walk down the shore before anyone gets up and comes to the seashore. I was tired as hell and I lit up a smoke as I was walking down the shore. There was no one there. Literally no one. A few seagulls and that was that. And then I saw a body in the distance, coming towards me. A jogger. As he was getting nearer to me, I can affirm to you that I really could see the planet in slo mo. As he was running past me, I really could see his sculpted body perfectly under his sweaty clothes. I could smell him, I really could feel his heat. And then he passed me and I forgot it by the time I got to the resort.
The following day, I went swimming early in the morning and at the precisely the same time, he came running past. I observed him again and I understood http://kors4all.com was watching me.

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Now, for a man who has never had any gay encounters in his life, I was a bit confused that I was checking out this guy, this blond cut hunk that was running all sweaty past me every morning. I did not have the knowledge of what to believe. I mean, I was not scared or anything like that, I’m not an asshole. But family nudism sites was confusing, that is for sure.
The next morning, as I was taking my morning swim, my new friend didn’t come running. He came by boat and simply showed me with a gesture he needs me to come into the boat with him. I did it. I don’t know why, but I did it. He told me his name was Andrei in the most amazing Russian accent English I ‘d ever heard and I told him my name. I asked him where we were going and he explained that I would see.
When we got there, I recognized that it was this small, completely secluded beach where no one has place their foot in decades and where no one could possibly wander to. We disembarked and as we got to the seashore, Andrei undressed and stood there before me, totally naked, with little beads of perspiration running down his chest and with his fat dick hanging down. You can only imagine what occurred that day and I can tell you this, my first encounter, was something that I never dreamt would happen, let alone with a total stranger, a Russian guy even. It was the very best day of my entire life. And that’s him. That is my Andrei.

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