First Nudist Experience with a Buddy

I never grew up believing much of nudism, it simply wasn’t on my head. Inside my mid 20s I found how much I enjoyed being nude after I took showers, and also would begin spending an increasing number of time nude at home. I figure I was a part-time home nudist for some time, which was great.

After a while, I thought Iwant to try social nudism, but I was not certain if I had the nerve. Heck, I Had never even been naked in a locker room. Our school only had us change clothes, so down to panties was about the most exposure I ‘d with others.

After several years, I finally made a decision to give it a shot. I’d chatted online with a lot of nudists and located another guy my age who lived close to me. One day I drove around to his flat (hands shaking with the first timer nerves) to meet up. Rang the doorbell, and much to my surprise he answered the front door nude and invited me in. While I was caught off guard (I thought we’d discuss somewhat in person before nudity), I still believed it was cool and a pretty great ice breaker.

So, I thought to myself “when in Rome” and within about 30 seconds of meeting, I had stripped down in his front hall! It was only like ripping off a band aid! Of course it was a much more freeing and liberating experience than taking off a band aid. Much to my surprise, I wasn’t embarrassed or shy to be standing there naked in front of a complete stranger. It was exhilarating.

We hung out for several hours, talked about nudism, watched TV, played cards (not strip poker, of course). It turned out to be a amazing experience and I am glad I finally gave nudism tubes after all those years.

That was about 5-6 years past and I am still participating in social nudism – whether it’s at a friend’s house or at a nude beach or resort. Happy I finally gave it that first shot and never looked back!

-Bryan S
Richmond, Virginia
I always knew I was a nudist

Even at a very young age, I appreciated being nude. I had two other brothers growing up so I found it challenging to have any privacy to be nude. My parents had over 6 acres of property as well as on a hot sunny day I would go off by myself and strip off all my clothes and lay in the sun.

As I got older and moved out on my own, I began to sleep naked; nothing is more relaxing than that to get a full night’s sleep. On the weekends, if I was not going anyplace I ‘d be nude around the home for the entire day and do whatever.

Six years ago I eventually made a decision to go to my first nude beach found at Playalinda Beach. It didn’t take myself very long to be naked like everyone else. For the next four years I kept going back once or two times a year. My only sorrow is that I did not go earlier. This past September I finally ran my first naked 5k race at cypress cove. I loved so much that I’ve signed up for two races this year.

Now, whenever I can I ‘m constantly naked in my home or at a nudist resort being free of clothes and stresses; there is nothing like it.

-John V.
Naturism Takes Flight

Occasionally, I’ll jokingly remark that I owe my thanks and my love for naturism to my company. You see, I work in the airline travel business as a flight crew member.

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Back in the day when airlines offered onboard magazines as an amenity for flying customers, I was nonchalantly thumbing through the pages of one of the publications entitled “Outside.”

It offers its subscribers tips and guidance about outdoor recreational sports equipment and traveling. One of the pages of the specific dilemma comprised a vibrant graphic advertisement for Lee Baxandall’s, “World Guide To Nude Beaches & Recreation”. The name of Lee Baxandall will be comprehended by any seasoned naturist or nudist equally (of which I was neither at the time). Lee first took up the activity of naturism in Wisconsin as an Eagle Scout. After, in 1980, he became the founding member of The Naturist Society. He is likewise an inductee into AANR’s Nudist Hall of . However , I digress. His highest guide to nudism in natural settings peaked my interest. With pen & paper, I jotted down the address of where to order my copy of the spent list of places where a person can vacation, camp, swim and socialize without wearing a single stitch of material. A couple of weeks ahead of my encounter with Mr. Baxandall’s guide, I ‘d coordinated an approaching week of vacation alone in beautiful Maui, Hawaii. After receiving my copy in the post, I instantly turned to the section of nudist beaches found in the Aloha State and discovered “Little Beach”. When it was time to board my flight for Maui (this time as a regular joe and not a working crew member), I anxiously expected the minute I would eventually experience a whole week on the sand and by the ocean wearing nothing but my skin along with a smile. That first expected ‘simple’ moment has now come and gone. And my memory of it brings many descriptive words to mind: natural, liberating, freeing, exuberating, sensuous yet non sexual, energizing, rejuvenating and a lot more. And for me, the ‘so-much-more’ includes religious reconnection. I believe my nakedness will not belong to me, but rather to Creation. NUDE is how I was ‘created’ and brought into the world. THAT, within itself, makes it spiritual in nature for me. It makes it a great thing, healthy and pure; nothing to be ashamed of nor to hide. Rather, I see my nakedness as something to embrace and to be lived. I wish to let it breathe my existence. Inside my view, to deny my nakedness is to denounce my Creator’s creation. I do not wish to quiet that breath. It’s a gift. I desire it to boom. I want it to grow. And in doing so, I express my sincerest kind of gratitude to the “Giver” of that present; oh, and gratitude to my employer for carrying that magazine on the airplane. And for granting me the coveted perk of air travel. It’s the ideal means by which to find and experience more of this beautiful planet’s Au Naturel destinations. Today, I still adore flying high Au Naturel!

Long Time Nudist

When I was still a child I always felt good when I was naked, so I’d always make sure I needed to walk to the bathroom to take a bath and back to my room nude. as soon as I turned 8 years old I started sleeping nude and would sit around or lay on my bed in my room bare all the time, and when no one was home, I’d always be naked in different portions of my house.

as soon as I turned 12 years old I had a pal and streaking was a big craze then, so we would streak every opportunity we got. Unfortunately my family would not have consented for me to be a nudist, so I could not tell them, nor be nude in front of them.

as soon as I moved into my very own house I was naked all of the time. I attempted to convince my girlfriends that they would like being a nudist but most wouldn’t attempt it, as well as the ones that attempted it didn’t like it, but I constantly continued being naked all of the time since it is the only means I wish to be.

Before I got married my fiancee knew I was a nudist and would continue to be a nudist after we were wed, and after 25 years of marriage she knows I will always be a nudist.

She is not a nudist. As well, my kids are not nudist. Lucky for me my family understands being naked is the manner I’m comfortable, and don’t mind that I am consistently naked. I loved being naked, and always will.

I’ve been a nudist for 49 years and no way I’d ever alter.

Buffalo, New York
Breaking Down Barriers

On a recent visit to a Florida beach resort, while swimming in the Gulf of Mexico, the unbelievable urge to be nude in the water was too much to suppress. I found myself out beyond any other swimmers and removed my trunks. I remained there for what seemed like hours loving the feel of the water and a liberty like I have never experienced before.

I’m a 51 year old male and never would have presumed to do something like that in a private pool let alone the Gulf. The exhilaration I felt left an indelible picture of the independence and awareness of one with nature that I want to carry on.

Upon returning home I immediately joined AANR and am actively seeking a local resort to visit. It will be my first “official” exposure (no pun intended) to a naturist environment and I welcome any ideas.

Thank you for opening up a brand new phase in my life.

Downingtown, Pennsylvania

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