Let me introduce myself first, before presenting you my progression to nudism. My name is Didier.

I am french, so please excuse me, my english can feature some errors… I am 25, male, soon married, and I Have been living in French-speaking Switzerland for roughly 3 years now. I was born in a family, in which the idea of nudism itself is regarded as a pervert thing. Hence, I hadn’t even heard about nudism or naturism before the age of 12. I have likewise never seen my parents, or any member of my family, nude.
So, why did I become interested in nudism ?
Everything began in 1991, in the summer. I was then merely 12. I was at home, my parents were away, and I watched a report on TV, with a nudist couple, being married in the nude in the south of France.
I still recall some fairly funny things in this TV programme : everybody was fully naked, including all of the guests as well as the mayor of the village, but not the priest ! The husband was wearing just a hat and a butterfly-node, along with the partner only a wedding voile. This TV report interested me, and for the first time, I thought about going bare…
click , then I attempted to sleep bare for the very first time in my life. I did not sleep a lot during that night ! I was chilly, and wondered what could happen if my parents came into by bedroom and noted that I was nude. But anyway, I found it rather great, because I felt very free (I normally slept in pyjamas until then). The day after, my parents were away again, and I attempted to remain bare the whole day. As the weather was hot, it was a excellent day. I did all the standard things in the nude, and this was exceptionally plesant. The evening, when my parents came back, I was rather depressing to need to wear my shorts and T shirt again. The drug of nudism had caught me, and I’m still addicted to it !
But as I still feared the possible reaction of my parents, I did not sleep in the nude every night. But from then on, when the weather was hot enough, I tried to stay nude as long as possible when my parents were away.
About one year after, I ‘d abandonned my pyjamas, and I was slepping nude more and more often. One morning, my mother, who came every morning to awake me, discovered my pyjamas, and that I was slepping bare. But astonishingly, she did not have a very negative reaction. She was quite surprised, but after I had described her, that I could not bear pyjamas, T shirt and chemise during the nighttime, she agreed with me and accepted my sleeping nude. The first success ! The life continued so, sleeping nude, and staying nude at home whenever possible. Two years after (in 1994), I wanted to strive to be naked outside for the very first time. I ‘d the chance that there were little woods near the building where we were dwelling. With the other children, we were used some years before to go playing in these woods. One day (not particularily hot…), I went out, into these woods. I went back to the place where I played before, and I took all my clothes away. During 1 hour, I walked in the woods, caring that nobody neither came nor could see me. The sensation of freedom was remarkable… I attempted to renew this encounter a couple of times, but not more, as it was too dangerous : if someone had seen me, I’d have been immediately denounciated to my parents…
Throughout that period also, I attempted to go without panties. I did it a few times, but quickly stopped as, although I recognised it was more comfy, I couldn’t prevent my dick to erect at any time, and my erections were clearly seeable. I was naturally not comfortable with this, and abandonned the idea for years. During the summer 1996, I made an important step : I shown to my mom, that I wanted to stay nude at home. One day, while she had gone away for a couple of moments, I went into the restroom to take a bath, but before, I wrote a little message explaining that, when I would go out of the washroom, I would remain nude because I felt better like this.
When she came back, she first refused, but I told her that there would be no way that I would swear because I did not like it, and she accepted that I remained bare. She revealed herself as being more open minded than what I could think… So, I spent nearly one month nude, only swearing when my dad was at home, and even, only when I stayed with my parents… The remaining time, I remained naked in my bedroom. It was simply one of the very best summers I’ve ever had !
Following this summer, I went to high school in Lyon (in ‘Classes Prparatoires’, a high-level scientific qualification after the ‘Baccalaurat’). I had to share my room with 3 roommates, so I was prevented to sleep nude during one year, except during the week-end and holidays, when I came back home. It was the last time I ever wore something to sleep.
The year after, I had my owm room, so I went on again sleeping nude. Since that time (June 1997), I slept non-naked less than 10 times, because I just had to (sleeping at friends’home, during the military choice, or at hospital) During the summer 1997, the neighborhood TV channel aired another programme, about a place near Geneva (called ‘Etangs de l’Etournel’), where naturist people were used to go. As this wasn’t far from dwelling (50 kilometers), I went there on my bicycle. The first time, there were no nudists as the small lakes and beaches were overcrowded (it was the 15-August week-end). But the following time, there was nobody… I halted, installed myself in a little isolated grass area, and got bare. For the very first time in my life, I was naked in public, with others who could see me. I enjoyed 2 amazing hours. I went back there fairly often during the next 4 years, with good experences, and much more bad ones…
For the great ones, I’ll mention that I’ve meet my first bare girls here 🙂 I also spent many hours here, fully naked, reading a book or enjoying the silence and also the landscape.

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A lot of folks could see me, but noone had a negative reaction, as nudism was quite weel permitted in this area except during the week-ends in the middle of the summertime.
But I also found, for the very first time, that nudism may also be related to sexual perversion… Plenty of queers are used to meet around these lakes, nor hesitate to try to have sex with any bare guy they see… I had to reject them quite regularly, and I ‘d normally no problem, but I finally stopped to go there when I met my girlfriend (and future wife), to avoid further problems.
I tried to really go to plenty of other “bare spots” in the area, however they were finally all homosexual meeting points. I did not go there again… In 1998, I settled in Grenoble, to enter an engineering school. For the first time in my life, I had my own “flat” (in fact, a student room at the first floor, facing a road, with 3 neighbours). I began to stay bare here more and more frequently, only cursing for going out (in group or to ride on my bike), or to bring something in the common fridge on the balcony (1 for 4 rooms). When my neighbours were all away, I even could go out on the balcony in the nude.
I never had the guts to tell my neighbours that I was a nudist, not knowing what their reactions could be : French people are http://voyeurwebz.com as anglo-saxon ones towards nudism, and nudism is still like a taboo in France… So, during 2 years, I needed to keep my windows shut, then secluding myself a bit… I also documentated myself a lot about nudism on Internet in these times, which supported myself into going on practicing this “closet nudism”. The third year in Grenoble, I’d went into a larger room, at the 6th floor, whithout direct neighbours, so I stayed increasingly more bare. I even started to do the cooking in the common kitchen in the nude (when there were nobody), or walk between my room and the showers in the nude. Always fearing to be found… In April 2001, on a very little climbing road free of traffic, I even attempted once to ride on by bike in the buff, during roughly 10 kilometers. That was a terrific experience, but I didn’t have the chance to attempt once again…
My improvement in “total nudism” went on in Lausanne. There’s, not far from here, on the coast of Leman Lake, a little public seashore, where nudism is permitted. It’s there that I ‘d my first actual nudist encounter in public, without dreading gay advances, during summer 2003. I truly enjoyed it, and I now wait for the heat once more to spend new good times on this shore, with my girlfriend, who I am attempting to convert to nudism also. A couple of months before, I determined once again that I wouldn’t wear panties anylonger. I packed all my underwear in a bag, and stored them in an inaccessible location (except one slip for absolute importance instances). As my dick is now much more quieter, there is no issue whatsoever, and I now never wear underwear, under any kind of clothes, including jeans that I wear most of the time.
My girlfriend does the same, and does never wear panties either; though she is still not actually converted to nudism, she appreciates the comfort of not wearing any. So goes my nudist life, slowly but certainly. The following steps will be :
First, the completion of the conversion of my girlfriend (who will be my wife subsequently) to nudism; I understand she’ll do it, as she’s not opposed to this notion, but it’ll definitely take lots of time until she’s as comfortable with nakedness than I ‘m… After, spend vacations in nudist resorts. I am hoping that this will definitely become the truth next year. Well, that is all; Thanks to all of the folks who had the courage to read my litterature until here

To make a very long story as short as possible, I started out sleeping in the nude as an adolescent,

and I’d also occasionally go skinny dipping.
In my twenties, after graduating from university, I spent http://x-officer.com doing some travelling. My first actual experience of ordered societal nudity was at the Swanbourne Beach near Perth, Western Austalia. This was in April, which is in the early fall in the Southern Hemisphere. I recall the weather being completely sunny and beautiful and the water of the Indian Ocean being warm and crystal clear.
After Australia, I headed to Japan, where one of my college buddies was employed as an English to Japanese translator. Some of his co-workers and I did a night out on town, which included a visit to an onsen, which is a geothermal hot spring. According to Japanese tradition, both genders bathe totally bare in an onsen. I found lying about in the hot water of an onsen to be among the most relaxing experiences ever.
As favorable as these experiences were during my journeys, I ended up in my thirties immersing myself in my career, so I did not need to much time to do much in the way of clothes free recreation.

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It is only recently that I’ve been able to organize my spare time so that I can get away more on the weekends. Nevertheless, I am having the time of my life now that I’m competent to engage in clothes free activities on http://nudist-video.net .
Take care and stay bare.

There are plenty of cupboard nudists out there, and I am one of them.

So, I action to write this to help others like me to find more ways to go naked. Here are some helpful hints:
At home:
When no one is home, (Or if you’re willing to take your chances with someone about) just bare it all and do your normal stuff. The wind blowing against your body feels completely wonderful. For all those who with their very own rooms, http://partnerpost.net can lock the doorway and sleep in the nude. Try wearing just shorts (Guys) or a single piece t shirt (Girls). That way, you can ease in faster if someone comes about. And for all those people who share rooms, you can slip off your clothes and sleep in the nude, covered with a blanket of course. In the event you are scared you will kick it away, tuck the sides of the blanket in tightly to the sides of the bed. You can even go back and forth the toilet nude, and no one will probably say a thing.

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This is most likely step one for anyone who plans to tell their parents about their naturist tasks. My parents are a bit open-minded, however they have their limitations for nudism. I am normally permitted to go bare before or after bathing for some time. Going more than that will warrant a frown from them. I’m currently working on trying to make my parents come to terms with my nudism.
In the event you’re lucky enough to have a nudist beach or center nearby, then do not hesitate to visit it. Howeve if you are unlucky enough (like me), you always have the option to improvise. When you have your own swimming pool, you can always go there. In case you are in possession of a private one, then use it! But if you live in an apartment (like me, again), you could try going at around 2-3 am. Alternately, go during office hours and school times, when there’ll be no one. A great way to be safe would be to envelop your swimsuit around your hands, so if anyone comes, you can certainly slip it on. And, if you own a park nearby, (Go on precisely the same times as the swimming pool) A good idea in the event you are going to the park or a hike, bring the necessary supplies as well as a plastic bag or a tote to keep your clothes in. I typically bring slippers so I can remove and wear it easily. I choose to go barefoot anyplace, by the way. If you own a bicycle, you could try cycling around nude. Constantly think of new approaches to go natural. Make certain you map out a proper time to go and to return. Be http://beach-photos.net for folks to. You can also attempt jogging around the neighbourhood. Attempt alleywyas and isolated areas. Becareful should you want to take an extra danger by jogging past other people’s houses.
That is about it. The key point I stress would be to USE YOUR BRAIN! Find more places to go nude and always think forward for everything. Okay then, that is about all I got to say. Until next time, keep bare!

Wrong Locker Room?

I’ve never done it, but I’ve been surprised by a girl in the inappropriate area.

There were 4 high school boys who’d come to swim at the fitness center with a couple girl friends or sisters, and they were showering and steaming and taking their time to get done while the ladies got increasingly more impatient outside waiting to go home.

Eventually, one of http://nudiststeen.com threatened to come in to get them. All four were buck naked, rare for .za teens in our locker rooms these days, and believed the notion uproarious and so one of them told her to attempt it. They were still laughing their butts off when she did, and she got more than an eyeful. I’ve never seen such a change in mood – the four men went into a whole tailspin, diving for cover and towels. She gave me a quick “sorry” on her way out, presumably a little embarrassed at having found brianna beach doctor adventures than her four buddies in there.

Wow, the lads were troubled. They did not find my lack of sympathy terribly entertaining, either. I believe they were hoping I’d have been annoyed and kicked up a fuss and told the woman/s off and consequently given them something else to talk about instead of what I envision was a quiet ride home and much discussion at school the next day.

First Nude Beach

My first-time nude experience was when I’d turned 23 and just moved to Monterey, CA for a new job. I was researching the area before starting my job in a few weeks, and also the previous Saturday had discovered a nude beach along the Big Sur Coast and chose to go there the next week.

I arrived rather early in the early hours, made the half mile trek to the nude section and found a superb place about 20 yards down the shore from an older couple and a young gentleman who were already down there. I was VERY nervous and decided I’d take it step by step. I laid out my towel and removed all but my t shirt and boxer shorts and sat on my towel for a while trying to work up the nerve. Meanwhile, more people began to populate the shore and soon there was a gentleman about my age just fifteen feet away from me laying out bare reading a book.

Time passed and one hour in the seashore and I still couldn’t get up the nerve. Eventually the guy near me looks over at me, nods “hello” then asks me if I’d like a cold beer. I accepted, and to my surprise he got up and lugged his towel and all his possessions right next to me, reached in his cooler, grabbed a couple beers afterward introduced himself and given me a beer. Among the very first things he said was “This is your first time at a nude beach, isn’t it?” I said yes and he immediately said there was no need to worry- no one was going to stare at me or do anything if I took off my top and boxers.

So, QUITE furtively off came my boxers but my shirt stayed on. He laughed and said “Now that wasn’t so bad, was it?” I laughed and we continued to talk. Even though the boxers were now off, I was sitting up with my knees pulled tightly to my chest, arms wrapped around my legs. Eventually, I became more relaxed, stood up and took off my shirt then put back down, this time placing my legs out and leaning back, propped up on my elbows. Well, “it” occurred almost instantaneously and I promptly rolled over on my belly, simply to hear a little laugh and “Do Not worry- happened to me my first time too” from my new-found buddy.

Within a couple hours I was totally comfortable and was tossing around a frisbee, walking up and down the seashore, and even got invited into a game of Scrabble by a nearby couple. Sadly, the place where I worked in CA went out of business and I moved back to Michigan where nude beaches are nonexistent and anti-nudity laws are strictly enforced on public lands. I actually wish there was a landed, private nude beach on Lake Michigan! I would be there every weekend!

-Mark P
Grand Haven, Michigan

My wife of 29 years died of cancer. She was raised strict Southern Baptist, so occasionally being naked at home was O.K., but she’d have never considered societal nudity.

A year after she died, I tried various things to get back into the social landscape. Singles clubs were difficult, so I began taking short weekend trips to get out of the home.

One of these trips found me near Panama City, Florida, about four hours from home. I’d seen the Baybares site, so out of interest I called and asked if a single man would be admitted. When the pleasant seeming lady on the phone welcomed me, I asked ways. The nerves grew as I discovered and moved along the sandy drive to the club. I almost turned around three times, but there was no place to turn without getting stuck in the sand. Afterward I came to the cable on the other side of the road that indicated the clubhouse entry where I was met by a cordial guy wearing a towel around his waist. He let me in, showed me where to park and asked me to sign in at the clubhouse.

The nervousness escalated exponentially as I parked and began the walk to the clubhouse. There, by the pool was a wonderful woman sunning fully naked. She flashed me a wonderful smile, presented herself as Gloria and started to chat with me. I could not believe how relaxed she was, even though she was entirely naked. Then I proceeded to sign in, pay my grounds fees, and be given a simple synopsis of the rules and etiquette of the club.

I returned to my car to undress. After taking a huge breath, I took off the last of my clothes. Then I turned around, in complete panic, but I was immediately met by a throng of naked individuals of all ages and body types welcoming me and inviting me to play water volleyball and attend the potluck dinner that evening. They treated me like a long lost cousin who had returned home.

It was a amazing weekend, also it supplied just the closeness with friendly people that I needed so desperately at that time of my entire life. Gloria will never understand what a great gift her smile and friendly dialogue was to a lonely stranger. It gave me the nerve to return to my car, undress, and begin the following phase of my life as a nudist among some of the friendliest, most welcoming men and women on the planet.

I remarried a year after and my new wife came to comprehend how important societal nudity was to me. After a year of marriage she graciously decided to participate as well. She enjoys our trips to Cypress Cove when we can get away a few times each year.

My only regret is that I waited so long to find the wonderful experience of social nudism and how friendly folks are at nudist clubs.

-Joe B.
Lower, Alabama
Nude at the beach

On Saturday, July 16th, I went to my first clothing-optional beach at Robert Moses State Park’s Lighthouse Beach. It was early and when I arrived, several people were already enjoying their nakedness. I looked around and slipped off my top & short pants and in an instant, standing bare and loving it. Nobody stared or gawked and for the following three hours I loved the liberty of no clothes. My only regret is that I was alone & had nobody to share my experience with. Perhaps next time, I’ll have a guest join me

-Tony M
New York
The only thing that disturbed me

My first nudist experience was when my partner and I went with friends to Cypress Cove in Florida. Having lived in Fla many years, I was use to miniature swim wear and intense sun. So the transition to no clothes and extreme sun was simple. That’s until I reached for my pocket knife in my pocket. I used to not have one! Pocket that is. In the clothed world going without my knife I felt naked. Now without both my pockets and knife I was in a quandary. Fortunately, I had a little satchel in my vehicle in which I could carry my wallet, knife, and reading material.

Once I had overcome my lack of pockets, the friendliness, ease, independence, and openness in the resort made the weekend very gratifying. We have been back several times and I’m looking forward to our next trip there next week.

-Bob B
Clearwater, Florida
Real Freedom

Our first encounter being socially naked was in 1998. We’d as often as possible been bare privately at home for several years since the day we were married but we had no idea what social nudism was about until we discovered it online. Being born again believers in God, we still felt that nudism was a right, good, and healthy lifestyle. After more on-line study we were convinced that accurate nudism wasn’t about sex and we scheduled a visit to Pine Tree Resort, in Crownsville, MD.

After driving through the gate one Saturday morning in June, the sight of so many naked people was at first surreal. We checked in at the office, and were introduced to a naked host couple who would give us a tour of the grounds. We undressed and toured the grounds. Folks were swimming, playing tennis, grilling and merely relaxing as at any resort in a park-like setting. There was an indoor and an outdoor pool, a hot tub, a hiking trail, snack bar, gift shop, etc.

It absolutely was our first time swimming nude, and we’ve never worn a swimsuit since that day. As the male half of this couple I can declare that there was no embarrassment with an erection that I ‘d earlier concerns about. You’ll always have a towel as a backup just in case. We have not seen that become an issue for anyone. The hardest part of that first day nude was having to get dressed for http://nudist-video.net/watch-a-naked-chicks-at-the-beach-tan-her-hot-body.html .

We now visit White Tail Resort in Ivor, VA regularly, as it is our favorite nudist resort. The folks are very friendly there. White Tail is http://b-boyz.com/nudist-video.html oriented resort attended by people of all ages. To be bare all weekend, and to wake up and walk outside nude in the morning and feel the sun as well as the atmosphere all over your naked body is pure ecstasy. We currently vacation at nudist resorts nearly exclusively.

Our other favored nudist resorts comprise Cedar Creek, Serendipity Park, Cypress Cove, and Lake Como. All these resorts are family oriented resorts and are listed on the AANR site. We are aware that we’re safer at a nudist resort than at a hotel. The relaxation at a nudist resort is beyond any other we have ever experienced. The practice of social nudism really has been a lifesaver due to the strain relief we love while naked.

One day nude around others appreciating life in this wholesome surroundings is like a week in a lavish clothed resort. If you never have experienced social nudism then do not deny yourself this experience. Nudism is a genuine escape from the uptight and pretentious cloth society we live in. When we see individuals of all ages playing sports, having a meal together or just unwinding nude among friends, our only regret is the fact that we didn’t start this wonderful lifestyle sooner.

-Captain & Candy

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