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male and today spent http://nudist-video.net/watch-a-naked-chicks-at-the-beach-tan-her-hot-body.html on a nude beach now.
The shore was part of a bigger clothes-required beach, but was segregated by a large rock embankment. Anyway the day before I’d seen it and thought ‘Why not? Can’t knock it ’till you’ve tried it. Get a bit of all over sunning’
So now at about noon I get to the shore in top and shorts. Absoultely terrified by this point I put the towel, stipped off and sprayed upwards a little. I had brought a book to maintain me distracted although I was slightly perplexed at how ordinary it all was. I was naked, and nobody cared! I immediately began feel disgust at the people who were walking through completely clothed to sneak a peek rather than walking round the embankment. One other thing I also discovered was the age/gender misbalance. Maybe I just was not at the right area but the area was majoritively composed of men aged 30 and above. I was quite sure I was the youngest there.
Anyway, through http://rohii.com of nerves and being surrounded by naked people a certain organ began to stir. Of course I lay on my belly, but nevertheless, it would not go away. It wasn’t completely erect, but the type of semi variety that, when lying on your back, it lays to rest facing upwards towards your belly, instead of down towards http://nudismfree.com . After a while lying on my front I gave up the hope it’d go away I turned over with it lying on my stomach, hoping nobody would complain. I only stuck to young family nudists and dismissed it and it did subside somewhat. Did I do the right thing there? I mean, at least I was not flaunting it and hopefully it wpon’t occur if I see again.
On that note, I am not totally sure if it is my cup of tea. It may have just been the nerves of the theory, but once I was doing it I was pretty much good.

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In future though I would like to take somebody with my instead of going on my own because I found the most comfort and relief was had when talking to others.
So in the end I think it’s a case of if it is available I Will do it, as I do not see much purpose in getting tanlines and wet swimwear, but I do not believe I could subscribe to full time nudism.

I was not actually going to sign up and sort about “my first time”

, but i noticed there are http://ournudism.com of you who are still hesitant about going out in public.
First of all i really must recommend it. It is possible the most relaxing and pleasant feeling in the world. Everything everyone has typed about this is so very accurate.
I live in a very cold state where being outdoors in the nude is not as comfortable as I’d prefer it to be, yet the first time i ever went outside in the nude was about a 5 minute walk from my parents home. I’d have been about 15-16 years old at the time (I am 22 now) and it was very much an intentional thing. My family are not nudists, nor does anyone else I know do that (that I’m aware of). I just always recall feeling great when I walked around bare in my bedroom of after a shower. I appreciated how great it felt to possess the air around me surround every bit of my body. So, this one day i went along the road, it was fairly overcast and it looked like it was really going to rain so I understood there was not likely to be anyone going about. By the time i got there it was pouring with rain, but I knew I was not going to back out of that. No chance. Because the location was rural i didn’t have much reluctance taking my clothes away, I ‘d time to think it over before I went and by the time i got there i bodies providing nobody was there then I’d be great with it.
From that day on I would spend some time at home in the nude, but nowhere else. I did it in private and nobody ever understood about it. Last September i jetted off to Australia. I’d learned that there was a local nudist beach nearby (less than 30 minute car journey) and I liked to go and check it out. I did not want my family in Oz to understand about it, so I let it be until such time as to which I could go. Several months went by and I went to a public clothing just seashore along the road on a nice summers day. It was the very first time I’d really taken my shirt off on a busy beach, I had always been self concious of my body even though I am not that big a individual. I then went into the water with my short pants on.

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But not long before I got in I pulled my trunks down as I was interested to see what it felt like with what felt like nothing ont. It was fantastic! I stood in the deep water with my trunks down and my shirt away, it was as if I was nude. I knew nobody could see me, so I presumed it would be okay. By this time it was the turn of the new year. I had a car, and http://ournudism.com/young-nudist-photos.html could just go wherever I needed and when I desired. So my thoughts went back to that nudist beach nearby. I woke up one morning around 6am just as the sun was starting to rise. I jumped into my car and drove to the shore. There were folks there already which I ‘d expected there would not be. It was the first time I had actually seen as many nude people before, so it turned out to be a funny moment. I walked to the end of the shore which was most abandoned and sat on my towel for about 15 minutes believing that I was not going to leave without doing this. I just knew I had to do it at least once. The sun was out and it was hot, so I got my shirt off and put on some sun cream. The longer i stood there the more folks arrived, so I needed to do something soon. So, I only pulled down my shorts and i was fully exposed. Then I made a dash into the water which initially was really cold, but how great it was to be in the water knowing that nobody cared if I was bare or not.
I stayed in the water for up to about 2 hours. Individuals were laying down next to my towel and clothes and i started to feel somewhat unusual understanding that when I leave folks are going to see me. I just accepted it and eventually went back to my towel and sat for a bit before leaving. I went back the following day and did it all again, this time I really had no ease in undressing. I just felt good, so I took my clothes off as soon as I got to the beach and walked along in the nude. As the day passed I slowly moved nearer to the larger groups of people and sat amongst them. It is without doubt the most natural I have ever felt. And it’s an experience everyone should try at least once, it makes you question the function of clothes. Granted when it’s chilly, you should wear clothes but I see no other motive to wear them other than that. Yesterday morning i walked along the road to where i first did my outside nudism and once again stripped off. I walked an excellent half mile along that private road (link subjects to http://nudizmtube.com ) and it got me thinking about nudism. I sit here at home and I am nude because nobody is here, it’s simply wonderful. I hope to stick around here for a little if nobody minds.

Love Being Naked

Many years ago after losing my wife to breast cancer and tired of sitting in my home, I chose to get out and try new things. I approached the idea of going to a nudist resort with caution, but the thought kept nagging at me.

I’m in relatively good condition, etc., and finally decided to give it a try. Like everyone, the first time was nerve wracking. I paced back and forth naked in my room until getting up the nerve to go outside. It was just a couple of hours, and I was hooked. I enjoy going every summer now, as often as I can. I find it to be the most relaxing and gratifying thing I’ve ever done.

A Neglected Opportunity

It was http://girlnudist.com or 48. My family drove around to http://beach-photos.net . We spent the night in a motel at May’s Landing, NJ. The next morning Mom and Father were discussing where to go. Dad wanted to go to Sunshine Park but Mom needed to go to Atlantic City. Eventually, they chose to ask my sister and I where we wanted to go. We both determined Atlantic City.

Neither of us knew any thing about nudism and it wasn’t mentioned. I later found Sunshine and Health magazines in Dad’s underwear drawer after my sister went away to college and I inherited her job of putting away the laundry. I found the magazines fascinating. I enjoyed the graphics!!

I began to read the magazines and found nudism interested me. I found a newsstand that sold nudist magazines and started to buy them to read. After I graduated from high school I joined the Air Force. At that time the law occasionally raided nudist camps so I stayed away until I was released.

It was while I was in college which I seen my first nudist resort, Zoro Nature Park in Indiana. It was when I’d become a member of a resort in California that I remembered May’s Landing from the time my sister and I chose to go to Atlantic City instead. Maybe my family would have become nudist. I later became a nudist, but I’m the only nudist in the family.

Another narrative, when I possess the time!

-George F.

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Fallon, Nevada
From Skinny-Dipping to Living Clothes Free

My first actual nudist experience was in 1994 when I went to a nudist resort because I needed to go skinny dipping like I used to at the YMCA before it went co-ed and mandatory bathing suits.

As a kid I had been told that one didn’t go around nude, and while it was acceptable to change clothing in the existence of other men definitely it was not done in front of females.

My first issue was that I I wasn’t certain how I could be comfortable nude in front of other folks for a length period of time for no reason when I felt uneasy just being naked alone. I faced this by getting used to going around my house nude even when I did not have to be.

as soon as I arrived at the resort I was met by a bare guy in the office who enrolled me and gave me the advice on the resort. I was then directed to a parking lot where I was met by another bare man who was going to give me a tour of the area. I undressed before the tour because even though no one understood me, I wasn’t going to embarrass myself in public by looking out of place.

My tour ended at the lake and because my reason for going there was so I really could swim bare I went into the water.

After I took a quick walk by myself. As I passed other people a smile and “Hello” was in order, the lack of clothing was of no significance.

I returned to the lake for more swimming and sunning.

Before going home I took a warm shower in the round building that housed the showers. As the shower and adjoining hot tub made the drying area humid, I went outside. That did it for me. I was dried by the gentle breeze as well as the warm sunshine. That convinced me that this was how we were meant to be. There was nothing disgraceful about being bare. I completed the remaining visits and interviews as soon as I could and became a member.

Little did I know at that time how much I would enjoy the comfort of being bare. Since that visit I’ve joined other nudist organizations and attended plenty of nudist occasions. I have been on numerous naked cruises and now live in a clothes optional community where I can be nude constantly except when it’s too cold or I’m going into town.

Now, for me, being naked is my lifestyle.

-George W.
Paw Paw, West Virginia
First Nudist Experience

My first nudist experience was in early June 2010. After moving to Florida the preceding year I started hunting the Web for nudist areas and discovered there were several about 70 miles away. I liked to attempt it and and didn’t understand if I ‘d the nerve. I went down to Paradise Lake Resort and after checking in and having a brief tour I quickly continued to undress in the parking lot and head around to the pool area. It was not long before all my fears were gone. It felt so great to go into the pool and sunbathe without a bathing suit.

I met another couple that was there for the first time and everyone was so friendly. My wife never did undress and more than likely never will. No one cares what your body looks like, it’s just a relaxed feeling.

Now I am a routine at Lake Como, can not wait for the weather to warm up so I can head down there again. Additionally , I took part in the Skinny Dip last summer at Lake Como and had a blast. When you go naked it is very difficult to have to put on a bathing suit at a public beach or pool. There is nothing like the bare lifestyle!

-Tom B.
The Villages, Florida
A Model Nudist, Part Two

I eventually modeled for the regular figure drawing class during the spring session. Alas, the young lady who had introduced me to this new profession never saw me model. The figure drawing class was small, only five pupils, and I got very comfortable posing for them. Toward the end of the semester, the teacher asked me to model for her general drawing class. I concurred, and I was somewhat shocked when I showed up for it. The room was packed. I went ahead and took everything off and got on the model stand. The class went great, and by the time it was over, I didn’t need to get dressed. Almost everyone was really friendly, and I wondered in case the nudity was what made people open up.

I went home that summer, and by then, I’d learned to look in the classified ads of papers for all sorts of things. I found an ad for a nudist camp east of Dallas called the Ponderosa Ranch. After my modeling experience, I needed to go and experience this. I went on a Tuesday in late May. I was buzzed in and told to drive to the office. As I went up the dirt road, I saw a naked girl on her knees on the earth, working in a flower garden. I went in the office and paid my day fee to the naked lady there. I went back to the car and stripped down.

The camp was not very packed, but I loved the pool and hot tub. A couple of teens arrived in the afternoon, home from school. I wasn’t even 19 years old at the time, so these were close to my age. A couple of them disappeared, but two girls returned, nude, and went swimming. It was such a liberating experience to be naked and free around other people, particularly individuals of the opposite gender, and not feel any angst or anxiety.

as soon as I went back to the Ponderosa, it absolutely was on a Saturday, and there were many more people there. I remained for the weekly dance, and located a liberty that I had never felt. I still hate to dance with clothes on. During every excursion, I loathed to put clothing on and leave. And I despised the arrival of cold weather.

I am 44 years old now and very active in my church. I still model sometimes, and I still love to escape to a nudist resort whenever I can. I’m fortunate to truly have a wife who enjoys nudism with me, and our children have taken to it also. I actually don’t ever envision a time when I could ever stop loving nude diversion.

-Dan H.
Fort Worth, Texas

My wife and I seen a club for the first time. Actually

, it was our first time at any given nudist facility.
Our previous experience had just been with a few select friends either in our hot tub or someone’s pool and generally involved that guts contractor, booze. Now here we were sober, with total strangers, and going to get bare. We were abruptly introduced to social nudism when we walked into the office. And we thought Fridays were everyday, hah. Our membership guides went out of their approach to calm our fears, and although apprehensive, we took the plunge. While we’ve changed clothes in a parking lot before, we can actually say its the first time we ever took it all off. My God. Out in the open. Where we could be observed. Are we crazy?
Our guides gave us the tour and clarified rules, etc. (Damn, everyone is nude.) They also gave us a history of the club and introduced us to some of the members. (Damn, we are naked also.) By time we made it to the shore, we were starting to relax. Well not entirely, after all we don’t have any clothing on in front of all of these folks.
After lying in sunlight for awhile and slowly starting to grow accustomed, we decided to take a walk throughout the area with most of the trailers. Walking down http://nudebeachpicture.net of the road, buck nude. Whoa, that is one we wouldn’t have thought we had do. There are some really creative people. Some of the trailers and cabins were extremely pleasant. However, the people were sitting on their decks, barbequing, doing care, and washing cars without a stitch of clothes. We’re bordering on sensory overload now.
Getting back to the shore, we decided to shower. Between nerves and our hike, we’d worked up quite a sweat. Another new experience, taking in a shower, outside, naked, with every Tom, Dick, and Betty walking by or joining us. The brain has now gone dead. It can’t take anymore.
After our refreshing shower, Mother Nature chose to send some thunder boomies in. We wondered what nudists do when it rains. After all, there’s no clothing to get wet. But we soon found out that it is chilly, and whether or not it rains hard enough can hurt. Plus our towels (towels are our friend we were told) would get wet. So we joined everyone in Keys Hall. It was getting close to the membership societal hour anyway.

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While waiting, we spoke to a quite enjoyable aged lady. We could not help but reminded by http://voyeurwebz.com “What Do You Say To A Naked Lady?” Since the brain is already dead, it didn’t register that we were speaking to an individual who could very well be our grandma and she’s naked.
It was at the social hour that the final barriers were broke. Outside we could keep our space as well as the invisible barrier, but here we were in extremely close proximity to nude guys, women, and kids. Just as the brain was beginning to come back to life, it shut down again.
As the social hour was breaking up, the skies cleared. Everyone was getting prepared for the luau, but sadly we needed to leave and get back home to our daughter. After smelling the pig roasting all day long, it was a disappointment not to be able to stay.
Seriously, following the first fears wore off, which actually did not take long, we had an enjoyable and relaxing day. All of the members were quite friendly and could not wait to brag about their club. The majority of our dread was more on what to expect compared to the nudity aspect although body approval is probably the hardest part of a social bare surroundings. I did overlook my pockets. After all, what do I do with my hands?
Then it was back to the car and what the hell?? We got to put clothing on. That sucks.

My feelings have not changed much since:

I still prefer if nudity is shared by all individuals present. I’m more open-minded, however, about fabrics accompanying their nudist friend or S/O; if they are cool with me, I am cool with them.

Both scenarios I presented, I also realize, were a bit unique. In the first, we were a group of nude individuals who had just spent the whole week end entirely bare; and here walks in a entirely dressed lady! Which sort of broke up the nude vibe we were all enjoying.
http://ournudism.com/young-nudist-photos.html was truly a “chickening out” scenario. My pal, or so she said, meant to join me but totally froze up (self consciousness kicked in). She had no reasonable explanation for it; but I believe it’s to do with the entire “simpler to be bare among strangers than with a friend/relative” matter.

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Her daughter came in the picture just a while later, asking why we weren’t nude; her mother explained that she had chickened out. Which caused her to also chicken out and return with a bathing suit on!

Since that time, I’ve found myself in an “only nude person in the room” scenario once or twice. In those situations, it didn’t disturb me because those were individuals who typically went nude, only not in that special situation. One was on a chilly morning in the resort; sarongs and http://voyzone.com -shirts everywhere except me. The way I looked at it: “I did not just drive 90 miles to keep my clothes on! No way!” Another time, I was over at a buddy’s house and he invited me to make myself comfy. Why was that different from my second scenario? My nudity didn’t affect him as it had my pal. No worries; no intrusion? Then no problem.

I became a nudist in a very indirect way I was planning my approaching summer holidays

and was attempting to decide between Byron Bay and Port Stephens and was discussing the two choices with a number of work collegues and eventually my supervisor. He explained he would be holidaying in Port Stephens and was full of recommendations so I continued my research and found that Byron Bay was really going to be overly high-priced and continued the conversations with my boss about Port Stephens.
He said he’d be spending most of his time at Samurai Beach, and that it had great surf as well as an extremely friendly crowd. So on this particular info I studied Samurai Beach and found it was young family nudist .
I eventually booked some accommodation and when I told him this I said, So, Ill manage to visit the nude beach with you along with your family, wont I.
He closed his office door and we had a long conversion about naturism, and that this wasn’t a issue for general distribution in the office. He also surprised me by encouraging me and a friend to travel with his family Samurai Beach before the summer holidays and see if naturism was for me.
After a conversation with my closest friend, we agreed this was a good idea and have set a date for early November.
But my first time came a lot quicker than that. Two days later my manager and I were assigned to spend two weeks working in New Caledonia and were able to fit in a few days on the beach or out on an associate’s boat researching the atolls and cays offshore from Noumea.
The day we arrived we went to the beach at Anse Vata on the edge of the capital city of Noumea. I had not anticipated to spend any time on the beach in order that day I began on the shore in a pair of gym shorts and top. After fifteen minutes, I realised that I was out of place with that amount of clothes on as it looked every girl on the shore was wearing no more than a thong even the 14 and 15 yo girls.
So I stripped down to only the thong I was wearing under my shorts it seemed odd wearing so little in front of my boss (he was wearing his Speedos) but he appeared to not even detect, which actually made me more comfortable.
That was the Sunday and we worked solidly until the following Friday which we’d away in preparation to work the weekend. As I said he’d arranged for the two of us to borrow a boat and do some quest thus at 8:30 we left from Port Moselle in a 24 foot half cottage runabout and headed for Ilt Laregnere.
When we’d cleared the marina he was down to his Speedos, and suggested that I could strip down if I desired.

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I told him if he wanted to go nude, I didnt mind so as we cleared the harbour and passed the last house he was nude at the wheel and I was wearing only my thong. We sailed on for an hour before we pulled up in the leeward of a gorgeous white sand island inside a coral lagoon.
As my supervisor place the anchor I decided it was now or never and I slipped out of my thong. Apart from the two of us there wasn’t another soul to be seen we spent the morning snorkelling (bare), sunbaking (bare), eating (nude). I dont now why but the feeling of the water along with the sun on my body was so different exhilarating than it had been a few days before when I was wearing only a little more.
Only after eleven another boat arrived and dropped four couples and six adolescent children at the beach before the boat vanished, presumably back to Noumea. After they’d set up camp of a few umbrellas and towels on the sand, the grownups stripped off completely – soon followed by the teens. I was astounded to see adolescent boys and girls nude in front of each other, and in front of their parents, and mentioned this to my manager.
We then had a long chat about naturism and how it crosses all age groups and after all I was only several years older than these kids. Then he suggested we should swim in and say hello and have a chat. This looked like a huge measure to be naked in front of strangers but he convinced me into the water and onto the seashore.
After a series of Bonjours and apologies for poor French we immediately fell into dialogue and were offered drinks and an invitation to remain for lunch. We purchased the boat into the shallows and spent the rest of the day with our new buddies.
All up we spent seven hours nude that day and I believe it was among read of my life. I was quite surprised by the generosity and friendliness of the folks as well as the simple with which the children socialized. I found the youngest was 13 and the eldest 18 but there was a continuous connection among them. It was apparent that naturism was worth exploring.

First time bare

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?

-Jim W
Riverside, California
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
Marshall, 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.

-Rob Messner
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.