It is difficult to know just when or where my first bare experience was like except being quite youthful playing in the water.

I used to be a part of a club where my favourite area and activity was to swim laps in the pool. It felt free being there without a swimsuit. Back then work consumed much of my time, however, those trips were well worth the drive as was a area which allowed me to become more socially & spiritually linked with the few very special people there. It was nice to attend an occasion; although it was the nature and quiet times I appreciated the best. Being there appeared like a ‘little part of heaven’.
Frequently there were times, while driving freely down the frontage road on hot summer days, the highway to the right was crowded with cars inching their way to the beach. I’d chuckle inside thinking . . . if only the folks knew of this better area just around the bend! My doctrine of naturism is that all of us are born nude since this is natures way of saying it is completely natural to be naked. It’s also the most comfortable way to be also. Having the ability to swim without clothing and to feel the cool water, the breezes, and open air, even the raindrops — this has been one of the very most freeing experiences Ive ever understood. It is particularly fine in the common business of special friends.

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After reaching my 30s I got a better awareness of myself and started accepting my imperfections. When the 40s came around, I stop caring so much about what other people may be saying or believing. Being a real section of the naturist community has instructed me to be more accepting of myself and also of other people. I believe there’s a good deal to be gained from this, i.e. dropping the covers of insecurity and showing there’s nothing to conceal. This has also made me a happier person.
If it weren’t for a longtime mutual friend, I’d never understood the Clothesfree site existed either. Since then I Have learned a good deal by reading the diverse themes discussed here. The vast majority of folks here are open-minded, non judgmental, insightful, caring and supporting of naturism. Being here makes me feel public nudism of an extended nudist family

My history without clothing has been long but rather unpredictable.

As I read in this newsgroup, there are many who have been comfortable with nudity since youth.
That was definitely not possible for me in the quite traditional dwelling in which I was raised. I do recall quite vividly my first experience. When I was 13, our family was trailor camping in a forest in the south of England. It turned out to be a lovely morning and I was up before anyone else. I stepped outside in the dewy morning in my pajamas and discovered a path leading away into the woods. The temptation was too great. Once I was out of sight, I took off all my clothing and ran naked through the forest. It turned out to be a fabulous feeling!

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Unfortunately, it was not an encounter I really could duplicate easily. As I grew through my teen years, there was no possibility of being naked at home or in the back yard.
I had to be met wearing brief panties and I would sometimes lie on a towel in the yard. My mom wasn’t thrilled, but did not say too much. Some years afterwards, I was married and I recall with great fondness a time when my youthful bride and I walked naked in a field. It turned out to be a great feeling of freedom, but not one which has been repeated often. Over time, I’ve visited Wreck Beach once I was visiting Vancouver. There I found people very receptive and taking. Unlike many I have read around in this forum, didn’t have some hesitation about taking off my clothes with strangers. It was a very freeing experience. I remember once lying across a log from a young woman and a couple of young men who were having a dialog.
They were completely standard in the things they discussed although they and I were naked. I thought what a great awareness of self confidence each individual revealed, notably the young woman. Perhaps that is what a lot of people lack, the self confidence and positive self image to be themselves even when they’re clothed. My children are grown now so my wife is a whole lot more accepting of my being nude around the house and in the lawn. She grins at me and recognizes that when I have really been able to lie in the sun nude for an hour or so, I’m so much more relaxed. She says, “If this is what it takes for you to be relaxed, I am all for . This implies that it is o.k. for me to be nude and have no tan lines.
She doesn’t especially share my enthusiasm. For those who are easily able to be naked and free at home, the beach or the club, appreciate that liberty. Not all people can experience that degree of freedom and enjoy being comfortable in their particular skin, whether they’re nude alone or with others.

I for one hate to sunbathe, prefer reading, board games, spinning, weaving, actual hiking, dancing, crocheting, swimming (not floating

, which is simply sunbathing on the water.) I favor doing this in the shade. We’ve got several wild and mostly private acres, and have plans to come up with hiking trails through some of it. We’ll then have to deal with poachers and armed dope growers using the trails. No where is perfect! I’m mainly naked in the house when it’s warm enough. Recently, I have started being when certain select buddies are here. I found I was uncomfortable being nude when the others were clothed, but I persevered and it got better. I think perhaps that clothing optional is not easier than worldwide nudity for me. Really though, I simply prefer doing anything in than ‘civilized’ when bare. Except for the thorns.

Has anyone here ever gotten so used to being nude at home that they forget when they are elsewhere? This just occurred to me last weekend, we were working at a rendezvous (not a nudist place) as well as a huge wind blew up during the nighttime. I sat up in bed and started to crawl out of our tarp shelter to be sure everything in camp was buttoned down tight, and realized I was about to go out fully bare with other people all around me. Afterward I really thought to myself, “this wind feels so great, do I risk it?” The answer was, obviously, “No!”

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but the point is, I actually forgot about being nude in the very first place. Anybody here done that?

My Bucket List

I viewed the film “The Bucket List” and it made me think of my very own bucket list. One of many things I ‘d always wanted to do was see a nude resort. I had swam nude in Lake Mead often and some other spots and liked the feeling of freedom you get being nude.
I made the decision to find a nearby nudist facility and visit. My wife said she was not interested so I went alone to Mountaindale Sun Resort.

The host was very friendly and clarified the rules and gave me a quick tour. I couldn’t wait to get undressed and join up with the folks in the pool. I truly enjoyed my visit and went back a few more times. The pool, hiking trails, watering place and grounds are an excellent spot to spend time. Being nude felt so natural I immediately embraced the notion.

My wife doesn’t share my enthusiasm so my chances to visit are reduced. My times at the nudist resort are some of the very relaxing and enjoyable recreation I’ve ever done. I am certainly glad I acted on carrying through one of the items on my “bucket list.” I located fellow nudists to be an extremely friendly crowd.

-Wayde D.
Why Did We Wait So Long?

Our first encounter with social nudity occurred during the Skinny Dip this year. My soon to be wife and I read about it in the AANR Bulletin. We talked about it for several days and finally decided to go. She was genuinely somewhat fearful of getting naked in public. She had all the fears that are discussed on each of the parks’ websites.

When we arrived at Whispering Pines, we were greeted by several naked folks at the gate. They seemed so at ease standing there and welcoming us to the park. They grinned and gave directions to the parking area. So off we went into the sphere of social nudism. We drove past lots of people that were naked too. All of them grinned and waved like they knew you.

After we parked and got out of the vehicle, I began to take my clothing off. She looked at my like I was crazy. “Are you getting naked right now?”

“I certainly am; everyone else is so we should be also.” She started to take off her clothes as a girl pulled into the spot next to us. Robin stopped and just stood there as the girl got out of her car and stripped, and caught her towel and cooled and gave an extremely fine hello to us. I believe this removed all hesitation from Robin. She removed the remainder and we walked to the pool place.

That was the start of a new lifestyle for us. We have been back there and to The Bar S Ranch.
We’ve met some of the friendliest folks at both areas. Now we are getting ready to join one as members.

All I can say is why did I wait so long to get this done? It is the greatest form of outdoor recreation. Sun and atmosphere on the bare skin is wonderful to let life’s frustrations go away. Hate to have to pack up and go . But like I said we will be back as frequently as possible.

-Bob & Robin L
Sanford, North Carolina
The 15 minute Challenge

We’d just bought our first RV and were looking for someplace close to try the new RV. A Web search of nearby RV resorts found very few places to go that were relatively close. I found Lilly Valley in Fort Erie, Canada and thought it looked intriguing.
When my wife came home and asked if I found someplace I told her there were a few that were more than 100 miles away, however there was a “nuddie” resort just across the Peace Bridge.

I was astounded when her only answer was “OK.”
I called and made reservations and we were on the way. About 45 minutes later we were there. Lilly Valley has a small gate and several naked males met me there and helped direct me on which way to turn to get in. By the time I got through the gate there were six naked guys with enough metal to build their own battleship. Lilly Valley regulars were at that time into piercings.

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As I started to get out of the truck to set up my wife said, “What if I can not do this?” My answer was it takes 15 minutes to set up, and another 15 minutes to take it down. If you don’t like it we will leave. That seemed reasonable to her so we unhooked the RV. Inside 15 minutes we’d met a Postal Worker and his wife, a family with two children, the proprietor and various other people. No one paid any attention to any parts except for the parts of the RV.

We’ve been nudists since then. We also felt the demand for AANR so much we became Prime Minister members and then Life members. Now all of our trips are made around going from one nudist resort to another.

-Chales L
Buffalo, New York
First Nudist Holiday

I booked our wedding to coincide with my birthday and did not tell my future wife that I had reserved our room in Jamaica to be on the Nudist side of the resort. To say she was shocked was an understatement. I was unpacking when I heard her scream and I went to investigate and found her on the balcony laughing about some man who she said was walking around with no clothes on. I said what do you expect, we’re on the bare side of the hotel?

After about 3 hrs of looking and laughing she came to terms and from then on we became nudists and have remained so ever since, and by the way we did get married with clothes on.

Land O Lakes, Florida
Cradle to Grave

My first encounter may be somewhat different as compared to some other people. My parents were nudist. I guess, given the time frame, I was about a couple of years old when I had my first memory of visiting a “nudist camp.” It was someplace in the Bay Area in California. My next memory comes from sometime after we moved to Ohio (about 1954). We then moved to Louisiana where there we no resorts or camps within a fair driving distance from . We did vacation at a few spots in Florida and Texas from about 1956 to 1964. My parents rarely troubled to get dressed throughout the home and my mom spent a least a few hours a day, during good weather, sun bathing in our quite large backyard. I’ve been married a bit more frequently that I would have liked, but all of my wives have become nudist or at least participated in my nudist tasks. I am an academic and one of my research areas has involved research on the effects of a nudist life style on children (positive outcomes), and legal issues relative to use of public places by nudist (testified in several legal actions).
I think that one of the most positive outcomes of my life long experience as a naturist is that I’m very comfortable with all sorts and types of folks. I’ve learned for the most part to just take folks as they come and they do come in all shapes and sizes.
So . . . my first experience was atypical, but now 60 years later I ‘m still at it.

-Larry G.
Yuma, Arizona

Im not from a naturist family. Nudity in the home wasnt frowned upon, it just didnt happen.

I found the wonderful world of nudity one hot day in my garden. I was alone and was in the region of the garden which cant be seen by the neighbours. Not able to discover any reason not to, I decided to see what it’d be like to sunbathe naked. After taking quite a long time to finally take everything off, I knew within 30 seconds that I had made the right decision. In fact, when I had had enough of the sun, I went indoors and stayed nude until a few minutes before my parents were due home.
Like many other writers on this website, I would take my clothes off the moment I had the house to myself, getting dressed again before anyone came home. I liked to tell my parents so that I could perhaps get the chance to be naked more often. I couldnt decide whether to take a seat and talk to them about it or to take the direct approach. I quit wearing my dressing gown when walking from toilet to shower room partially because I couldnt see the point and partially because I wanted to analyze the water if was seen. I was only seen a few times, both by my dear Mum.

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The first time she was a bit shocked and asked me Dont you mind being seen? My answer was something along the lines of No, whats the big deal? I dont remember her response but I do know that, on the second occasion, she didnt respond with the same amount of surprise.
I interpreted this as a positive indication but didnt summon the nerve to ask her if she’d mind me going about the home naked all of the time. My Father also gave me the opportunity to show all when he commented on the gardens suitability for naked sunbathing but I let the chance pass by, again!! Eventually, I determined it was easier not to say anything than to risk their disapproval and thus it continued until I left home to live with the girl who’s now my wife. I’ve told her my little secret and she accepts it (just about!) However , I know she feels uneasy if I ‘m nude at any other time in relation to the customary times for nudity, bedtime etc.
As I look back, I actually regret not finding out if my parents would have been alright with my nudity or not. I would counsel anyone who’s considering approaching the subject with their family to do it; you have nothing to reduce and absolutely everything to gain.

My first nude encounter was when I was younger and very much by accident. I went to a beach with a very long shoreline on the more apart end.

I did not see anyone about and I understood that nudism was tolerated so I fully disrobed and set completely exposed in the sun. I saw a topless woman approaching and immediately covered up – being bare outside was totally natural, being naked in front of others was not. She grinned as she walked by and I simply blushed – I was so prudish about public nudity that even seeing others in a state of undress made me uneasy. When she was out of site, I once again uncovered and decided I wanted to go for a swim. I’ve been an enthusiastic swimmer, a life gaurd in fact, so I decided to swim farther down the shore and come back. Swimming nude was quite liberating! I did that and went past most of the busy parts of the seashore. After some time the current was too powerful to turn back and I realized I ‘d only one alternative, to walk back on the seashore.
I have to say that was clearly one of of my own life. I walked out of the water, covering my genitals with my hands. As I came to shore, I found that everyone was naked and seemed so natural. I still covered up, but was becoming a little more comfortable with myself. Although I was quite athletic and healthy, I had always been sensitive about the size of my penis and all my pubic hair but when I saw people of all shapes, sizes and ages I understood that I was fine however I was. I let go, literally, and was free. It was quite a walk back. Being nude where everyone was nude was natural but I shortly I had a new challenge. Although nudity was tolerated everyone on the seashore, the most popular section was where nearly everyone wore bathing suits- was common but I saw only one fully nude person.
Aside from that, it was very crowded.

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I really had no choice but to keep on going and I continued walking bare. Folks looked at me – I was likely the only nude person they’d seen for a while – but I kept on going. It’s ackward being nude in front of others when they are not but I learned to deal with it. When I finally reached my clothing, I was a nudist for life.
as soon as I went back to my flat with my buddies, male and female, I told them about my experience. I told them too how good it felt and asked if they minded if I went nude in our apartment, they did not. Since then I spend as much of my time naked as possible and don’t care whose looking.

My nude beach encounters started a few years past; strangely enough

, it was my mom who talked me into accompanying her to one of them when we were in France. But the story I’d like to share is all about my other companion, a hot Italian girl by name Clarissa. But I want to start from the beginning.

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It all started with a Facebook notification saying that I had a new friend request from a girl I couldnt remember. Skimming through her profile (the profile image featured to embracing girls, so I ‘d hard time figuring out who was the one that desired to be buddies with me), I soon found that she was interested in women. I snorted with surprise, but then I found myself thinking that my thrills could only partially be accounted for by surprise
I’m not exactly AC/DC, as they say, but I certainly had this run in me – for one, it has ever been the beauty of a womans body that constantly excited me the most. I could stare at pictures of nude females, but male nudity simply wouldnt get me off, if you know what I mean.
Obviously, that the adventurous element of me nagged to support that request, which I did. Clarissa turned out to be a very outgoing and friendly person; I never noticed a few hours whiling away in an lively chat. I was both excited and intrigued and undoubtedly flattered – I ‘d have never dared to approach another girl, but being liked by a fine individual of a attested homosexuality got me higher than I believed it could.
Omitting the aspects Ill just say that we became virtual friends very easily, and we’re friends till this very day. I discovered quite fast that I was neither homosexual no bisexual, therefore it never worked between us on the more intimate degree. But we spent some great time while I was trying to work out whose side I was on, and we spent it by the seaside in Croatia.
Italians are on holidaying in Croatia in general; Clarissa was obsessed with yachting in Cornati National Park. I let myself merely go with the stream when Clarissa invited me to join her during the last week of August. We started off by skinny-dipping and sunbathing on the leased, but after a few days we found out that our camp was located within proximity of a valid nude beach. I was more than OK with taking my nudity out and walking it with my head held high, hand in hand with my new girlfriend.
Here I should mention that before that instant I didnt have sex with Clarissa; she had been courting me, yes, but wed never as much as kissed. However , as soon as we appeared on the nude beach together it was like a demons doing, Im telling you! I suppose to me nudism has ever been associated with a urge to impress, to be a startler and the talk of the town; but with nearly everybody else naked around me on a nude beach it was sort of hard to impress the community with my nudity. So I nearly intuitively switched to the plan B, which was bringing attention with my alleged bisexuality.
I got all naughty and equivocal while helping Clarissa out of her shorts, I offered to take off her bikini bottom for her, I voluntarily and quite enthusiastically rubbed the sunblock into the soft skin on her back and all the way down! My hands reached to her belly and then I touched her breasts after a moment of hesitation. My god, it was electric! And it undoubtedly did what it was supposed to – everybody else on the seashore was staring at us, both women and men!
I suppose this will not make me a dyke, but an exhibitionist – big time, you betcha!! I got off as hard as can. This did not pass unnoticed to Clarissa, and she played up my tune. It was like being exposed on a huge scene under the open skies. I felt like a movie star, seriously. And I’m quite happy about what occurred later that day (and that night!). Although it didnt make me change sides, hell, it was a life experience!
And now it gives me reasons to smile inexplicably every time they talk about lesbians – and I feel like the world revolves around me, once again!

The first time I was entirely naked in public

, with strangers I didn’t understand about, my husband and I were on holiday. We would wake up really early, before sunrise, to be able to jog on the sandy beaches while they were still abandoned.
We’d ended jogging on the beach, and stopped in a secluded cove close to the resort. There, we took off our clothes and walked into the ocean. At that point, 6.00 am, the beach was left, the sea, level and cold. There was a huge rock reef on the sand, 40 feet inland from the shoreline, where we left our clothes.
We were enjoying our early bathroom when we heard a cry. We looked up and what we saw was a multitude of people standing on the shoreline. A number of them were already in the water and coming toward us!
They were mostly teens, of both sexes, but mainly males. They’d ridden bicycles from a nearby town, as a way to spend a couple of days at the beach on their own. They’d brought their food and they were going to camp among the trees along the seashore. It was quite clear they were settling in to stay a good while.
We did not understand what to do! The police made their rounds at 7:30 and we could be fined or even worse, detained for our public nudity. Some of them came to us and as soon they realized I was naked, they got closer. They could not believe it!
At first I was embarassed, but we started speaking and the ice started to melt. One of them asked me if I was unsure. I was, but I said “no”. He called to his pals, “Hey, come and see this,” and more came. I found was starting to love it. Maybe I was the first woman they saw nude. I like to believe so in my secret fantacies.
It was ten minutes before 7:00. We’d been in the water a long time and we were chilly. My nipples were erect and protruding. The group was waiting for us to leave the water. And we left. I will never forget the look of anticipation and amazement I saw on their faces.
as soon as I found myself standing on the sand, bare, in the front of them, my shyness flew away. They were admiring … and I really appreciated being naked for them!
We’d time before the cops came on their rounds to go into the trees and we remained with them. No one got upset or angry. Nudity was something new to them and they were fascinated.
We spoke standing, sitting and lying on the sand for a while, drying our bodies and shooting sun. They asked a lot of questions: Where are you from? Where do you reside? Are you shameless? Do you do this on a regular basis? I was totally relaxed and I entirely exposed my nude body to them.
One asked if he could shoot pictures and he did. He shot images of the group, some of whom had discard their very own clothes. He photographed my loving husband and I both alone and collectively. We gave him our postal address and money to send the pictures and we were pleasantly suprised when they actually arrived.

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My first public absolute nudity was a lovely experience… I’ll never forget it. We met the group again after that afternoon and stayed until sunset. The next morning my husband and I, bare, bathed, spoke and joked with them again. The following morning when we got up, I was saddened to see they had gone.