Well yesterday I finally had the opportunity to bare the nat- ural, and walk into the sun. To swim carefree in this world. in para- dice.

The beaches in the sun. The feeling of the atmosphere on my body along with the coolness of the clear clean salt waters of the carabean ocean were beyond words. to walk in the most natural and free manner possible, like nude beach pictures was meant to be be. Without a soul to attention. their were hundreds others approximately
However they also were swimming carefree in this amazing location, watching schools of fish swim by, and talking to every other like they were best friends. Others were outside walking on the fine white sands of the shore. We were speaking and unashamed, floating and swimming easily in the beautiful blue waters of the bay, the sun warming us with its extreme life giving rays from above. Gone were the difficulties I’ve had in the past with a swimsuit filling up with air and sand and binding in the worst possible of ways. It was amazing not to have to sit down in a soggy swimsuit for a change. Walking down the beach could not have been simpler because even though we all looked a little different, we were all actually the same, without any racial, social or sexual obstacles to beat.
My wife on the other hand was a bit uncomfortable to say the least. Inside my heart I know she would have loved it if she’d have attempted it, but there were too many problems for her to overcome before she could vindicate losing her body armor.

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In case you like you could blame it on age, you can attribute it on her self image. You could say it is the taboos someone has drilled into her head for a long time, that the body is poor, and seeing it is a sin,or something. ( I really don’t actually know everywhere that this is backed up by facts!)
You could say she is a little set in her manners or a little hard headed. You could say she only believed bare was indecent and lewd, and consistently sexual in content. I must confess I believe it is a shame that 90% of the worlds people are driven by these same miss guided principles. I guess I’m blessed to join the 10% or so who may be slightly more open to these not so new ideas.
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I Met My Future Husband on a Nude Beach It all started when I went to spend my vacations in Bulgaria with my friend Emily

and http://nudiststeen.com . It was the third year running that we spent our holidays in Nesebre and that year we made a decision to continue with this particular well established convention.
We put up in a modest but cozy resort and that very day we were all prepared to enjoy the beachfront air and sunshine. The days were flying quickly as it is the common manner the days pass when one is having vacations and one of these days we made a decision to alter the usual way in which we were spending our time, so we hit it off and made it to the nude beach in which Nesebr was quite plentiful. Here I ought to say that we intended seeing one of the nude beaches of Nesebr before actually going there. The fact was that we’d seen some of them during our previous stays in Bulgaria before. Plus back at home we saw a TV reportage about nudists which made us steadfastly choose sunbathing nude during our next holiday. Back then this experience seemed something as exotic as a hang glider tour or parachute jump for us. But it occurred so that my friend Emily and I were the ones to put forward the notion and Bill was the one to put up with our whims, so it was barely an enjoyable experience for him.
And so we went to the nude beach, Emily, Bill who was still sulky, and me, all excited to impress all the naked beachers with my feeling at ease while sunbathing naked and trusting that my body was also rather impressive. When we eventually got to the shore of one of the hotels we saw many German people who are known buffs of bare beaching and suddenly felt something like retarded cowardice. Of course we didn’t feel like individuals there were dangerous in some way, but we clearly felt that the pangs of conscience and chastity restraints were still strong in us. All in all, dreaming of a nude beach by means of your friend while sipping coffee in her kitchen was one thing, as well as the closing getting to this very beach was quite another. And the very instant when we were ready to turn our backs on the beach Bill called us faint hearted cowards which excited the flow of feministic fluids in us that made us ten times more daring and ascertained.
When we eventually chose a rather deserted spot on the beach and stripped to the skin this provoker Bill was the one to wear swimming trunks. The very first half an hour we were still under belief of our own nerve, but having detected that if our action of braveness hadn’t passed unnoticed it had certainly been underestimated, we decided to turn to something more provocative. There was a group of beachers playing volleyball at a space, and soon we chose to join them. Bill who was certainly the laziest member of our business was left behind. Maybe I should mention that it was my first-time-ever volleyball play, and even when I managed to hit the ball it followed such strange trajectories the only face I felt worth wearing was that of an A-class volleyball player who’d little disposition to minding the evaluation of such lame volleyball amateurs. We’d been enjoying our efforts to dodge the ball by jumping and stamping the sand for some quarter of an hour before I tool Emily aside to share the beliefs.
Emily was flushed and wore a bright grin on her face; she’d managed to share her emotions about the hole experience by http://rudenudist.net was about to express my solidarity with her, but the following instant I felt something hit me quite painfully on the back part of my head; after that the notion which had almost formed itself in my thoughts had gone somewhat confused and obscured and somehow lost its topicality. It was a ball inadvertently tossed by a volleyball player that hit me on the back of my thinking head. All in all, I wasn’t put in much pain and had it not been for the singularity of the situation I ‘d have laughed at it. But the scenario was way too unusual, so I thought the better of it and made a thoroughly theatrical scene out of it. I rolled up my eyes and leaned on my friend for everybody to see that I was enduring the heaviest anguish that threatened to further develop into a loss of consciousness. I was undoubtedly a success while playing my job of an innocent sufferer as my friend suggested me sitting down, beckoning Bill at precisely the same time. However, the culprit of the inadvertent collision of the ball and my styled hair was the first to arrive. I should say that the terrorist seemed fairly appealing even to my rather fine taste.
He must have thought that we were from the States by Emily’s animated exclamations he tried to smooth the situation around in his broken English striving now to say he was sorry and now to tell some embarrassing jokes. In a word, the first favorable impression he made on me was now backed by his humiliation and I began revealing the first weak hints of life. As we very soon got to know, Gunter, the young man who was our new friend, talked English a bit for he worked in NYC in one of his firm’s affiliates. He was feeling quite awkward with the whole scenario really, and after several formalities proper in such instances he left the scene, all in sackcloth and ashes after he heard that I was perfectly safe.
After this accident the events developed in accordance using a scenario of a happy vacation time love affair. In the morning I found a bouquet of flowers on the windowsill of my hotel room and then… but this is quite another story that has little to do with nudism.

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The sole drawback of this story is that now when our friends ask us where we first met we need to say something laconic like – well, we met on the seashore. After all, who wants those zesty details?

My First Nudist Experience

I went to a beach resort in Montego Bay with two of my girl friends. To go we have to buy a pass which gives you access to all the water sports, tennis and food.A male, I was in the organization of two of my girl friends who worked with me. We played tennis and then had a swim and couple of drinks. One of my friends and I kept walking towards the end of the beach and there was a sign “clothing-optional.” My pal told the other girl, “Let Us go,” and she said she would join as soon as she finished her bites.

My pal, as she was from beach nude girls , instantly took her clothing away and requested me to do the same. I was shocked for a moment and told her that I’ve never done this before and was not comfortable. So she gave me the space to be be cozy.

There were many other nudist couples and groups, additionally few families. I was the only one with clothes on. So I made the decision to take a daring step. I went in the water with my pal and took my swim pants off. The sensation of being without clothes felt amazing.

My buddy came out of the water but again my actual task was to come out naked out of the water and in front of everyone. Finally, I took a courageous step and came out and my buddy waved her hands toward me and said, “Great job. Finally you did it.”

The couple next to us and other family welcomed me to the family. No one laughed and I felt more comfortable. As soon as the breeze tickled my body, it made me feel fantastic.

In a few minutes our other friend came and congratulated me for becoming a nudist. The three of us spent lots of time on the beach nude and did many nudist activities: swimming, snorkeling, jet skiing, etc. Every time now we go to Jamaica we go to the nude beach.

Once our boat went to St. Martinand we went to Orient Beach and spent an awesome time there. A couple more buddies have joined us.

-I.W.
Florida
Young Nudist

Nude swim began at 8 years of age. I was at a youth centre, we went to a lake, I really had no suit like other boys, so staff said go in naked, and I’ve loved it since 1973. I’m still a nudist at age 46 years young.

-Robert F.L.
Skowhegan, Maine
New to Nudism

My wife and I went on a cruse to the Caribbean in 2007. While there our tour took us to a shore. It was a nude beach and being bashful as shy could be, I left my trunks on. I believed my wife was bashful too, but not as much as I thought. She could not get nude fast enough with the attitude that no one would ever see us again, or even attention. So, I tried it too. We both believed the same weight lift off our shoulders as is often described and found ourselves looking for other nude beaches on our trip.

This continued after we got back home. We additionally found San Onofre and then Glen Eden and others. I wish we experienced this 30 years ago. It is hard to describe just how eye-opening and clear life becomes. Largely we have met great people and have begun to live life again.

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: So our kids (one son and one daughter) weren’t so pleased with our new recreational activities, going as far as endangering us to never see our grandkids. They wanted us checked out for mental issues. So as we meet with a Dr. Shrink in Santa Ana, one our son lined up, we found out he is a life nudist, raised in this environment and has vacationed at nudist resorts in Vermont. His wife was very nudist as she’d seldom wear clothing at all. Our kids were so shocked! They were not quite pleased again.

They’ve arrived at the seashore and a resort with us and carefully checked out who was there and how they responded to other nudists. Our children have since become devotees too; simply very amusing to us.

-Myron S.
Long Beach, California
First Time once I was Young

My parents have been nudist for years and the first time they took me was when I was 11. We’d just moved to Austin and we went to the Hippy Hole place by the lake. As soon as we got there, we saw tons of people — young and old — sunning and swimming bare. We were nude all the time in my house. I had simply never seen http://nudism.name . My parents removed their clothes and set up a towel close to the water. Then they said I really could stay dressed if I needed. Not wanting to be left out, I took my clothes off too. The clean air felt amazing on my bare skin. We spent a few hours there swimming and talking to individuals. There were other kids my age too and I spent time with two guys and also a lady who was 12. They told me their families were coming there for years. I had an excellent time. My parents and I went back every chance we got. We also got to know other families and spent time with them at our dwellings, naked of course. We’d show up, take off our clothing, and do whatever people do at dinner parties and BBQs. I now do that with my lovely wife and children.

-Texasboyy
Houston, Texas
Saved our union

Ten years ago my wife and I were in a recession in our marriage. We were both 40 and needed something to shake it up. A buddy of mine suggested we see a nudist camp near our town. I thought it seemed like fun and suggested it to my wife. She was reluctant initially but figured why not? So we reserved a cottage and visited on Sat morning. I don’t have any problem being nude in front of people, but my wife is QUITE self-conscious. We checked into our cabin and proposed we go sit by the pool. I undressed but it took my wife half an hour to work up the nerve. Finally, she did. She wrapped a towel around herself and we left the cottage. I just taken my towel at my side and appreciated the clean air as we walked to the pool. I almost laughed at my wife’s absolute nervousness as we passed a couple of nude people. They were all friendly and said hi but she never looked at them. She just hung her head down. When we got to the pool, there were just five individuals: Three men and two women. My partner and I sat on the loungers and she kept her towel on. It took another 30 minutes before my wife finally removed her towel and sat absolutely nude. I thought she looked so stunning sitting there without anything on. Nearly as soon as she was naked, a couple walked around. I really could tell my wife desired to catch the towel and cover herself, but she did not. I was proud of her. We spoke to them for about an hour and after awhile I really could tell my wife was more relaxed with her state of undress. In fact she even got up and walked around with the other woman to get a drink in the snack bar. It was so surreal seeing her nude walking in a public setting like that. It was also as if I were seeing her for the very first time through other people’s eyes. After when we returned to our cabin, we had the best time we’ve had in years. Since that time, we’re regular visitors to that camp and even spend our time at home nude. Becoming a nudist saved our union.

-Jack King
Texas

First Time Encounter

This might seem a bit odd, but I first got interested in nudism once I was about ten years old. I read the Adam & Eve story and wondered what it’d be like to be naked outside. So I went out to a patch of woods near our house and took off my clothes.

It felt great with the sunlight and air on my bare body. I was hooked from then on.I still go for walks in the woods for a naked hike.

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I began going to a nudist camp in southwest PA called White Thorn Lodge. I’m intending to join WhiteThorn Lodge this year.

I additionally have being to Avalon Resort in WV.They have a naked bike show there in the summertime. It is always a great time.

-Bob H.
Mannington, West Virginia
Fearful, But For What?

Every summer from my late 20s to 30s I would go to the office of Goodland in Hackettstown, NJ and ask all sorts of inquiries and chicken out and go home. Eventually the year that I turned 40 I got brave enough to truly enter the gate and discover what I was missing.

as soon as I disrobed in the parking lot I felt completely relaxed. This really is the first time which I went into the pool and allow the suns rays dry me and felt the wind softly caress my whole body. The feeling was quite refreshing.

Now I go to Rock Lodge with my fiance. Rock Lodge was her first experience. At Rock Lodge I experienced two firsts. It was the first time which I walked in the rain bare and I also had the chance to drive my car that way too. We find the folks there to be very friendly and we feel really relaxed there.

What I was afraid of I will never know but I am happy I took that first step several years back.

-Jim A.
New Jersey
Proud To Be an Advocate

Having been exposed to nudist magazines as a young child, I included the joy of being bare. It was not until I went off to school that I was able to really join a club in Spokane, WA. What a delight having the ability to be with other like-minded people of all ages. Upon moving to Seattle I had the chance to join another club in which I attended monthly swims.

While I’m rather remote from the west side clubs and resorts here in Oregon, I more than ever committed to the nudist lifestyle and promote it every chance I get with family and friends. I can’t think of a better way to spend time home or when the weather is nice outside. Once you’ve tried it, you will never look back.

-Rod N.
Pendleton,, Oregon
How My Wife Became a Nudist

I met my wife in 1961. We were married in 1963. I was hired by TWA in 1966. I selected San Francisco as my domicile. When we moved to California, we lived with Sharon’s mother until we located an apartment. We were hired to manage the building we lived in.

About 1968 we were listening to a radio show. The subject of the show was free beaches. I understood what they were but Sharon did not have a clue. I ‘d not brought up nudism with her since I had a bad experience with a past girlfriend I tried to introduce to nudism.

Sharon requested (in a kidding manner,)”you would like to check that out, do not you?”

http://picsnudism.com said, “Sure!” She said not without her! I mentioned, “Fantastic!, let’s do it!” The following week the show had individuals from nudist resorts talking about national nude weekend.

The host asked why folks would go to a resort and pay ground fees when they could go to the free beaches. They gave several great reasons. Sharon said the resorts sounded better and if we go we’ll go there. I asked her if she wanted to really go to Santa Cruz. We put on suits, short pants and tshirts. On the way I pulled off to a side road. Sharon inquired where I was going; I said it was a surprise. When I pulled in to a drive, she inquired again.

I told her it was a place we heard about on the radio. She was uneasy. I said since we were here let us take the tour, that we didn’t have to stay. We took the tour, the guide said if we needed to stay drive in, take our clothes off and love! I managed to talk her into remaining a half hour.

She inquired if we needed to get bare right away. She said no, get cozy, than get nude. We drove in, I got bare, but Sharon didn’t right away. It took her no time to take all her clothes off. She said she felt out of place with her clothing on.

We were nudists until she got cancer. Sharon passed away 9/11/2001. Not a good day! I restarted nudism after her death.

-George F.
Fallon, Nevada
My First Naked Experience

It absolutely was May 1960, I was a student at U of Ill.in Champaign. I had been reading nudist magazines since I was in high school, beginning about 1950. At first I looked at http://sexcam4.net , but after getting bored I began to read the magazines. I determined that someday I’d want to be a nudist.

I joined the Air Force after I graduated from high school. I continued to purchase magazines while in the A.F. but at that time the law sometimes raided the nudist camps so I never attempted to go. I was now free to go and I was in comfortable driving distance to a nudist camp, Zoro Nature Park.

I drove to the camp. as soon as I arrived the lady in the gate inquired if I had written to get permission to go to. I said no. She called the owner, Alois Knapp. He came to the gate, asked me if I was a nudist and how I understood about Zoro. I told him I ‘d been reading nudist magazines for many years and wanted to be a nudist.

He let me go in the camp for the day but asked me if I had a girlfriend. I said yes, but she was at school in Rock Island, Ill. He said to bring her next time I came. I said I would try. Following the spring session was over we both went home and resumed relationship. In around three weeks I requested Josie to go with me to this camp I’d seen in Indiana. I told her it proved to be a real fine area, the people were pleasant and friendly, there was a pond to swim in, volleyball courts, etc. I said I believed she would love it.

She asked me what was this “nature park.” I told her there were trails through the woods. She kept asking to find out more and I finally told her we could go skinny-dipping in the pond. When she heard that she inquired if this place was a nudist colony.

In those days there was no Internet for info so I ‘d nothing to direct me to explain nudism to her. She called me a pervert, smacked my face and broke our relationship. Gee, I wish I’d known the way to describe nudism to her before asking her to join me for that trip to Zoro!

-George F.
Fallon, Nevada