First Nude Beach

My first-time bare experience was when I’d turned 23 and merely moved to Monterey, CA for a brand new occupation. I was investigating the place before beginning my job in several weeks, and the previous Saturday had detected a nude beach along the Big Sur Coast and decided to go there the next week.

I arrived fairly early in the morning, made the half mile trek to the bare section and found a superb area about 20 yards down the beach from an old couple and also a young gentleman who were already down there. I was REALLY nervous and decided I’d take it step by step. Meanwhile, more people started to populate the seashore and soon there was a gentleman about my age just fifteen feet away from me laying out naked reading a novel.

Time passed and one hour at the shore and I still could not get up the nerve. Eventually the guy near me looks over at me, nods “hello” then asks me if I’d enjoy a cold beer. I accepted, and to my surprise he got up and dragged his towel and all his belongings right next to me, reached in his cooler, snatched a couple beers afterward introduced himself and handed me a beer. One of the very first things he said was “This is your first time at a nude beach, isn’t it?”

So, REALLY furtively away came my boxers but my shirt stayed on. He laughed and said “Now that was not so bad, was it?” I laughed and we continued to speak. Well, “it” happened almost instantly and I promptly rolled over on my stomach, simply to hear a little laugh and “Do Not stress- happened to me my first time too” from my new-found buddy.

I would be there every weekend!

-Mark P
Grand Haven, Michigan
My wife of 29 years died of cancer. She was raised severe Southern Baptist, so occasionally being naked at home was O.K., but she’d have never considered social nudity.

A year after she died, I tried various things to get back into the social scene. Singles clubs were awkward, so I started taking short weekend excursions to get out of the house.

Any of these excursions found me near Panama City, Florida, about four hours from home. I’d seen the Baybares site, so out of curiosity I called and inquired if a single man would be accepted. When the pleasant seeming lady on the telephone welcomed me, I asked ways. The nerves grew as I found and continued along the sandy drive to the club. I nearly turned around three times, however there was no place to turn without becoming stuck in the sand. Afterward I came to the cable across the road that indicated the clubhouse entry where I was met by a cordial guy wearing a towel around his waist.

The nervousness escalated exponentially as I parked and started the walk to the clubhouse. There, by the pool proved to be a delightful girl sunning completely bare. She flashed me a lovely smile, introduced herself as Gloria and started to chat with me. I could not believe how relaxed she was, even though she was completely nude. I then continued 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. They treated me like a long lost cousin who had returned home.

It was a wonderful weekend, also it supplied exactly the closeness with friendly folks which I needed so desperately at that time of my entire life. Gloria will never know what a great gift her smile and friendly conversation was to a lonely stranger. It gave me the nerve to go back to my car, undress, and start the following chapter of my life as a nudist among a number of the friendliest, most welcoming men and women on earth.

I remarried a year later and my new wife came to comprehend how significant societal nudity was to me. After a year of marriage she graciously decided to participate as well. She appreciates our excursions to Cypress Cove when we can get away a couple of times each year.

My only sorrow is that I waited so long to detect the amazing experience of social nudism and how friendly people are at nudist clubs.

-Joe B.
Lower, Alabama
Nude at the beach

It was early and when I arrived, several folks were already enjoying their nakedness. I looked around and slipped off my top & shorts and in an instant, standing nude and appreciating it. Nobody stared or gawked and for the next three hours I appreciated the independence of no clothes. My only regret is that I was alone & had nobody to share my experience with. Maybe next time, I will have a guest join me

-Tony M
New York
The single thing that troubled me

Having lived in Fla many years, I was use to miniature swim wear and intense sun. So that 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’s. 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, freedom, and openness at the resort made the weekend very enjoyable. We’ve been back several times and I am looking forward to our next trip there next week.

-Bob B
Clearwater, Florida
Real Freedom

Our first encounter being socially bare was in 1998. We’d as often as possible been bare independently at home for many years since the day we were married but we’d no idea what social nudism was about until we discovered it online. Being born again believers in God, we still believed that nudism proved to be a right, great, and healthful lifestyle. After more online study we were convinced that accurate nudism was not about sex and we scheduled a visit to Pine Tree Resort, in Crownsville, MD.

We checked in at the office, and were introduced to a naked host couple who would give us a tour of the property. We undressed and toured the property. People were swimming, playing tennis, grilling and merely relaxing as at any given resort in a park-like setting.

It was our first time swimming nude, and we have never worn a swimsuit since that day. As the male half of this couple I can say that there was no humiliation with an erection that I ‘d prior concerns about. You will always have a towel as a back-up just in case. We have never seen that become an issue for anybody.

We now visit White Tail Resort in Ivor, VA routinely, as it is our favorite nudist resort. The folks are extremely friendly there. White Tail is a family oriented resort attended by people of all ages. To be nude all weekend, and to awaken and walk outside nude in the morning and feel sunlight and the air all over your naked body is pure ecstasy. We currently vacation at nudist resorts virtually exclusively.

Our other favored nudist resorts include Cedar Creek, Serendipity Park, Cypress Cove, and Lake Como. All of 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 easiness at a nudist resort is beyond any other we have ever experienced. The practice of social nudism has been a lifesaver due to the strain relief we love while naked.

One day bare around others enjoying life in this wholesome environment is like a week in a lavish clothed resort. If you haven’t experienced social nudism then do not deny yourself this experience. Nudism is a genuine escape from the uptight and pretentious textile 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 that we did not begin this wonderful lifestyle sooner.

-Captain & Sweets

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