I always come down to the Florida Keys in http://x-nudism.com/demo1.php with my wife. This year I wanted to come down in February but my wife did not need to be away from home that long so she enabled me to go by myself. Being by myself and understanding there was a clothing-optional beach nearby and it is something I ‘ve always thought about trying but knowing my wife would not approve of my mindset, I believed, “She will never understand so go see what is all about.”
So away I went, shorts, tee shirt, thong, and water shoes. The thong was my outside if I could not get up the nerve to go completely bare. Once I got to the beach, and it is 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?”
The funny thing that happened was that I was sitting by this guy and we started talking (he was naked) and I felt uncomfortable and got up and walk down the beach to get away from him. Being somewhat in a secluded place I got my tee shirt off and shorts,just leaving on the thong. This nice couple came walking down the trail and saw me there and stopped for few seconds and told me a little concerning the region and where to go and not to go.
Then they started down the seashore. I set back to get some sunshine when all of a sudden they reappeared and inquire if they could sit down next to where I was sitting. I said OK, wondering why they came back so soon. Well this started getting better.
There they sat nude and now having a friendly conversation with me. Soon I discovered they where no longer naked in front of me (they were but I just then didn’t find anymore) but only a nice couple speaking to a visitor. Now the weird thing. I got up took off my thong and was standing there totally nude in front of two strangers. I’ve never been nude in front of a girls apart from my wife in my life and it all seemed totally natural.
Now I was nude and this couple appeared to say, “That was not 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 am going to return and do this again. It only looks so natural and now I am wondering how can I convince my wife there is nothing wrong about being nude with like-minded individuals. It sure beats clothes as well as the nudists you meet are incredibly reassuring.
Now I need to go and figure where I’m going. Get naked or nude but do not be a prude.
Introduced Many to Nudism
Raised a strict Catholic in a time that even the word nude or naked was never allowed, I had a hard time understanding this premise. I discovered I loved being nude really young and frequently had dreams of being bare exterior. When old enough to sneak off alone, I experienced my first societal nude day and have not looked back.
I’ve introduced numerous buddies to social nudity and have never had one friend have a poor encounter being naked. There have been several friends that swore they’d never strip nude in public and I gave them lots of leeway and within just a couple of minutes they had stripped naked and found the only negative element of the day spent naked was that they needed to put their clothes back on at the close of the day.
as soon as I met my husband, he had been a long time nudist and we both openly love being bare whenever possible. We amuse many friends and for a while we were naked with just a few close friends and then we determined to get a clothes optional party in our back yard for a mix of bare and textile pals. We have a pool and Jacuzzi and the lawn is completely private so this certainly made enjoyable lots of fun. The day of the celebration, we’d ideas that maybe this was a bad idea but too late when the first of our cloth pals arrived a little early. I was wearing a sarong and my husband a male version of a sarong. My friend Michelle had a little look of disappointment as she came in and I asked if she was okay and Michelle giggled a little and said “I believed this was really going to be clothing optional but you’re dressed”! With that, I dropped the sarong and said come in and make yourself comfy. I offered the bedroom to change and Michelle said that wasn’t essential and comfortably undressed and said which way to the pool. A couple of our guest revealed a little trepidation of stripping initially but within the first 30 minutes clothes was no longer optional as everyone was bare.
The evening was warm and we partied well into the morning. The majority of our guests had departed by 1AM but two other couples simply didn’t need to see the evening come to a conclusion. Eventually, we offered for them to remain overnight and with one last dip in the Jacuzzi, we all went to bed.
Sunday morning, up early and headed to the kitchen to brew coffee and met Karen and Rick in the hallway. Both nude and headed to the Jacuzzi. When everyone was up, we women made breakfast and we all enjoyed a leisurely brunch in the nude on the veranda. The day passed and no one wanted the weekend to finish. We women sunbathed by the pool as well as the guys loved football but shortly joined us in the pool.
We’ve since continued our parties with our new located nudist buddies and do meet at one other couples’ home when their adolescents are gone for the weekend. For those have share the ordinary trepidation of social nudity, I hope you’ll work up the courage to at least attempt it once and I’m sure you’ll be hooked for life. You’d be surprised how a number of your buddies are nudists.
My first experience
26 years ago my partner and I seen the Club Med on Martinique. Our room was near the nude beach and we walked past it going to and from our room. Although we are certified in scuba, Club Med required a “check-out” dive in order to participate. We went for the check-out our first full day there. I did not have any problem and passed. My wife had some ear equalizing problems and had to stop the check out. This required her to go back the next morning. So I ‘d 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 actually appeared odd to see so a lot of people all naked! As I stood there for a second I understood that I was the one standing out in my suit. I hesitated and was about to leave when I said to my self, “What the heck, go for it.” So I took my suit off. It was odd to be standing on a public beach, NUDE! The genuinely shocking part was that no one looked twice! So I grabbed a chair, spread out my towel and spent the morning reading.
As it came time for my wife to return, I put my suit on and went to meet her. I inquired how the dive went and she said good, so we could sign up to go diving. She asked me what I did for the morning. I hesitated and somewhat embarrassed, told her. I described the strangeness which dissolved into relaxation as the morning passed. I described that there were all sorts of folks, 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 too.” And that’s where we spent the rest of our week when not out diving.
Since then we’ve been to many resorts, some with bare regions and some where the resort was all nude. We attend a club near us when our schedules permit. It took some years to be comfortable telling them, but now all our close friends know how little we have to pack for holiday!
My first time is the same as most, I started at home once I was about fifteen years of age. I was raised in an extremely typical American subdivision in Long Island, NY. I’m the youngest of three, the summers morning was perfect for a quick run. I followed my daily path which took me down a fire trail next to the railroad tracks. In a secluded area the urge was really powerful so I took off my shorts and tank top the cool morning air felt so wonderful against my skin; I thought 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 fascinating and incredibly intoxicating. Sadly the trail was coming to an end I started to see edifices and automobiles. My short moment 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 stayed nude for the rest of the day. Since then anytime I can get to a nude beach or a nudist camp, I go when I can, but nothing will match those first moments back that summer so long ago.
My First Nudist Encounter
About 15 years ago I learned the location of the only local nude beach. It wasn’t easy to get reliable information and I had gone on more than one wild goose chase. I told my wife I was going to check it out when I got an excellent chance. Not long after I completed work before rush hour and set out to find the shore. I managed to find parking but understood I would need to walk a great half mile. Crossing a couple of suburban business parking lots I came to a railroad crossing. I followed the paths as I was told I should do but I wasn’t alone. Other individuals were headed the same direction taking towels and or totes appropriate for time in the beach. I followed a tiny group of people when an opening with a trail into the woods veered away from the courses. By this time I found there was two-way traffic. All this suggested to me a well-known and frequented destination was nearing. A few more minutes and I started hearing sounds of action, numerous voices etc. I could see ahead a widening of the trail and as I approached it I saw to my acceptance and with some surprise a large number of nude and close nude people. They were somewhat crowded onto a small gravelly beach at 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 merely with a hand on an adjoining air mattress. Meanwhile several individuals waded and swam nude. I was starting to feel overdressed and didn’t want to be perceived as a gawker and in a manner of less than a minute I was naked. The feeling was absolutely liberating. In spite of being solo I did not feel conspicuous or out of place. I located a small spot of beach and laid out my towel. I took a bit of time to just find and take everything in but soon got up and waded into the water. I knew I had discovered an action I would repeat.
On my way home I thought it might be disappointing attempting to continue going to the seashore as I knew my wife would not be interested. Arriving home my wife and her sister were relaxing after work and getting dinner began. Shortly she asked me if I found it and I told her yes. She then asked if I took my clothing off. I told her I did and I adored it. Her response was “You’re weird”. Boy I ‘d an uphill struggle ahead.
Good times have changed and we have been members of a landed club for a number of years and she is also a nudist but that’s another story.