I never grew up believing much of nudism, it only was not on my mind. In my mid 20s I discovered how much I appreciated being naked after I took showers, and also would begin spending a growing number of time nude at http://macdollars.net . I suppose I was a part time home nudist for some time, which was excellent.
After a while, I thought Iwant to try social nudism, but I wasn’t sure if I ‘d the nerve. Heck, I’d never even been nude in a locker room. Our school only had us change clothing, so down to knickers was about the most exposure I ‘d with others.
After a few years, I finally decided to give it a shot. I had chatted online with lots of nudists and located another guy my age who lived close to me. One day I drove around to his apartment (hands trembling 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 believed we had talk a bit in person before nudity), I still thought it was cool and a very great ice breaker.
So, I believed to myself “when in Rome” and within about 30 seconds of assembly, I had stripped down in his front hall! It was only like ripping off a band aid! Of course it was a considerably 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 a few hours, talked about nudism, watched TV, played cards (not strip poker, of course). It turned out to be a fantastic experience and I am happy I finally gave it a shot after all those years.
That was about 5-6 years past and I am still participating in social nudism – whether it is at a friend’s house or at a nude beach or resort. Happy I finally gave it that first shot and never looked back!
I knew I was a nudist
Even at an extremely young age, I enjoyed being nude. I had two other brothers growing up so I found it hard to have any privacy to be naked. My parents had over 6 acres of property and on a hot sunny day I would go off by myself and strip off all my clothing and lay in sunlight.
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 anywhere I ‘d be naked around the home for the whole day and do whatever.
Six years ago I finally 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 following four years I kept going back once or twice a year. My only regret is that I didn’t go sooner. This past September I finally ran my first naked 5k race at cypress cove. I appreciated so much that I’ve signed up for two races this year.
Now, whenever I can I ‘m always nude in my house or at a nudist resort being free of clothes and stresses; there is nothing like it.
Naturism Takes Flight
Sometimes, I’ll jokingly remark that I owe my thanks and my love for naturism to my employer. You see, I work in the airline travel business as a flight crew member. 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 advice about outside recreational sports equipment and traveling. Among the pages of the particular dilemma included a colorful graphic ad for Lee Baxandall’s, “World Guide To Nude Beaches & Recreation”. The name of Lee Baxandall is going to be recognized by any experienced naturist or nudist alike (of which I was neither at the time). Lee first took up the activity of naturism in Wisconsin as an Eagle Scout. Later, in 1980, he became the founding member of The Naturist Society. He’s also an inductee into AANR’s Nudist Hall of Fame. 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 purchase my copy of this exhausted record of locations where one can vacation, camp, swim and socialize without wearing a single stitch of cloth. A number of weeks ahead of my encounter with Mr. Baxandall’s guide, I ‘d coordinated an approaching week of holiday alone in beautiful Maui, Hawaii. After receiving my copy in the post, I instantly turned to the section of nudist beaches located in the Aloha State and fell upon “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 anticipated the instant I would eventually experience an entire week on the sand and by the ocean wearing nothing but my skin along with a smile. That first anticipated ‘simple’ second has now come and gone. And my recollection of it brings many descriptive words to thoughts: natural, liberating, freeing, exuberating, sensuous yet non sexual, energizing, rejuvenating and so much more. And for me, the ‘so-much-more’ contains spiritual reconnection. I consider my nakedness doesn’t belong to me, but instead 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.
Instead, I see my nakedness as http://ournudism.com to embrace and to be lived. I need to let it breathe my existence. In my view, to refuse my nakedness will be to denounce my Creator’s development. I do not want to quiet that breath. It’s a present. I want it to flourish. I want it to grow. And in doing so, I express my sincerest type of gratitude to the “Giver” of that present; oh, and gratitude to my employer for stocking that magazine on the plane. And for granting me the coveted perk of air travel. It’s the ideal means by which to find and experience more of this lovely planet’s Au Naturel destinations. Today, I still love flying high Au-Naturel!
Long Time Nudist
When I was still a child I always felt good when I was nude, so I’d always make sure I had to walk to the bathroom to take a bath and back to my room bare. When I turned 8 years old I began sleeping nude and also would sit around or lay on my bed in my room naked on a regular basis, and when no one was home, I would remain bare in other portions of my house.
as soon as I turned 12 years old I had a buddy and streaking was a huge craze then, so we’d streak every opportunity we got. Unfortunately my family would never have consented for me to be a nudist, so I couldn’t tell them, nor be nude in front of them.
as soon as I went into my own house I was bare constantly. I strove to convince my girlfriends that they’d like being a nudist but most wouldn’t attempt it, along with the ones that attempted it did not like it, but I consistently continued being naked all of the time because it is the only way 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 understands I will stay a nudist.
She is not a nudist. As well, my children aren’t nudist. Lucky for me my family understands being naked is the way I’m comfy, and don’t mind that I ‘m consistently bare. I always loved being bare, 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 trip to a Florida beach resort, while swimming in the Gulf of Mexico, the unbelievable urge to be naked 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 freedom like I have never experienced before.
I’m a 51 year old man and never would have presumed to do something similar to that in a private pool let alone the Gulf. The exhilaration I felt left an indelible picture of the freedom and sense of one with nature that I need to keep up.
Upon returning home I immediately joined AANR and am actively seeking a local resort to visit. It’ll be my first “official” exposure (no pun intended) to a naturist environment and I welcome any ideas.
Thank you for opening up a fresh chapter in my life.