Funny nude beach experience

naturism-familyThis year onwards I started frequenting nude beaches, and I would like to share the memorable experience of spending one of my very first nude beach days.
Until a few years ago I never would have considered the attendance of the nudist beach, then it just happened. I had many prejudices, which initially have gradually tapering like ice in a glass of water. Like any person who does not know them, I saw these places as if they had been reserved for a certain type of people and there was some sort of access key.
In fact they are places open to all, I do not know if necessarily, but I find that the openness to all visitors is increasing with every year. In my personal experience, I have seen only naturist beaches where people come with families or friends to spend some time feeling real close to Mother Nature. Here, besides the costumes, many definitions fall to the ground to make room for a single term: Naturism. I also attended naturist beaches where the people also accept those who do not practice it.
I’d never been to a nude beach before this summer. But a girl friend of mine Lisa loves this beach and she said I just had to see it and so I agreed to go. I thought that she would opt for the “dressed” part of the beach. Instead she took me to the beach where almost everybody was naked. At first I didn’t dare to take off even the top of my bikini, and Lisa opted for topless for starters.
I thought I would be terribly embarrassed to see naked people. In fact it was not exactly so.
First, I found so to say “interesting” to see so many men suddenly naked when up until then
I had only seen the two boys with whom I had some stories. Definitely a penis without erection
is not the best of aesthetics, however, to stimulate my curiosity… And then there were among the nudist teens of my age, and they did not look half bad!

But the thing that surprised me is this: I thought I would be looked bothered by naked men;
I am a very pretty girl with nice breasts so I turn quite some heads in the streets. And instead did not give me any trouble. Some of the guys looked at me with discretion – perhaps hoping that I would take off my swimsuit – and I noticed that the visuals did not go lost on at least two of them. This sort of reaction was something surprisingly fun and challenging to see. In short, what I thought would be an annoying, proved anything but that.

In that little corner of paradise we went back at other times (consistent with the work commitments of my friend). And we also spent a night there, sleeping in a tent. The next morning, at dawn, I also did something that I did not think I would ever be able.
It was around 6am, Lisa was sleeping while I took a walk to the showers. I saw a naked guy there taking his morning shower. He looked quite nice!

At first I pulled myself straight by saying: “Get your thing done and go away”, so I approached the showers holding that thought. But when I got closer to where he was he greeted me, I reciprocated and we had a good chat with him for solid twenty minutes, while I was trying as hard as I could to look down as little as possible. It was not easy, as my eyes tended to fall always there and saw that he was very “well-hung” and not completely “unperturbed”. I know that may seem like a trivial thing but I never expected that I could never do something like this, knowing me.

In short, the context in which I found myself intrigued me very much. Perhaps because it was sort of a soft way to play with sexuality without falling into sex and vulgarity.

I also started experimenting and found it very nice to sunbathe topless for the sense of freedom that it gave me. Certainly, in this sense the behavior of other people on the nude beach helped a lot. I mean, both those who were there nude and those in the “phase 1” and “phase 2”. Despite some occasional glances, the nudists were all very well bred. Someone would glance at me from time to time, yes, but no one acted like a maniac. It was not very different from the situation in the streets of the city and very reassuring for that matter. I think I am on my way to the “phase 2” of nudism that is sunbathing completely naked, but I also think that it will take some time.

It’s funny because her husband wanted to try naturism

naturism-video-clips-freeSome years ago a beautiful couple and my wife and I used to live next to each other. Their kitchen door and our kitchen window were separated by only a few feet (their driveway) and faced each other. At times we used to joke that we used to live with each other. One hot summer I remember working on remodeling my kitchen – something I would do in the nude – and before going to work, my friend’s wife used to come out, fully clothed, through the kitchen door to let their dog out . Many mornings we used to say hi and talk a little through the window before she went to work. She could only see me from the waist up but we both knew I had no clothes on because we had talked about that and they both knew my wife and I were nudists – besides that, once or twice while I was on a ladder I am sure she must have seen me wearing nothing but a tool belt. I never asked her if she had seen me or not. If she did she must have been very comfortable with it because she never commented on it. The issue she was clothed and I wasn’t apparently was never a problem for either one of us.

It’s funny because her husband wanted to try naturism. He asked all kinds of questions and my wife and I answered as many as we could but there is no substitute for personal experience. He was ready to go but had not been able to convince his wife to go with him to the same resort my wife and I used to visit. He had seen my wife and I nude on a few occasions as we shared with them pictures taken at the resort we frequented. Other times, he saw her when she used to go to the kitchen for whatever reason and they would speak with one another through the window and I was there on a few occasions as part of the conversation. Although he was fully clothed during those instances when we were there talking through the window, he reacted very naturally about the whole experience. I know my wife also got a full glimpse of him a few times when he eventually began to practice with the idea of naturism and occasionally paraded naked around the house. According to my neighbor, his wife also began to experiment with the idea of being nude and often went from the bathroom to their bedroom without clothes while the kitchen door was open and could potentially be seen from our house – but we were never privileged to see her. It’s not like my wife and I stood there at the window to peep – whatever happened, happened… or not.

After some years, we (my buddy and his wife and us) moved to different towns but one day he called me to tell me that they had finally made it to the resort that we had recommended and that his wife took to it like a fish to water. We made many plans to go to the resort together or meet there on a few occasions but for one reason or another it never happened. After 30 years of naturism my wife is no longer cool with the lifestyle –“been there, done that” attitude – actually, more concerned about the sun and the damage it causes – she required extensive treatment from a doctor to correct skin damage and now has a strong fear of cancer. However, my buddy and I occasionally email or call each other and stay in touch and he tells me the stories about their experiences at the resort.

I’ve been attending clothing-optional pagan gatherings for many years

naturism-family-photoI’ve been attending clothing-optional pagan gatherings for many years. While a few people go nude all the time (and almost everyone skinny-dips in the pool), and a large minority of women go topless, the majority of the people stay fully dressed. While nudity is accepted at these events, the few full-time nudists definitely stand out as a tiny minority.

Now, I’ve always loved being nude. I’ve been been a secret naturist since I was a kid, a home nudist since college, and a social nudist for about 5 years now. I’ve gone on nude hikes and canoes trips with my nudist club, where we’ve encountered textiles. And I’ve been going to pagan gatherings for 20+ years, and have always skinny-dipped in the pool. I’m totally comfortable being nude among textiles now – so long as their are other nudists with me.

But it took me a long time before I became bold enough to go skyclad all the time at pagan gatherings.

That’s because when I do, I’m often the only person nude in my local vicinity.

Even now, after many years of going skyclad as much as weather permits, I still need to work up some boldness to do it when 95% of the people around me are wearing something. It’s totally different from the sense of naturalness in being nude at at nudist club. There’s a definite feeling of being the odd one out, of being exposed, of fear that people may react negatively.

In fact, I’ve only had negative reactions once – from pagans who came from another country where clothes are definitely NOT optional, even at pagan events. Everyone else has always been accepting. Most people never appear to even notice that I’m nude (though I know they do) – and the few that do mention it are always positive. (Though sometimes jokingly. When I came out of the non-CO dining hall once and didn’t take off my pareo immediately, one friend asked if I was okay or not ).

When I go skyclad at gatherings, I quickly become comfortable about being nude among textiles. But I’m always aware that I’m in a very small -and highly visible! – minority. I still have work up some boldness before venturing nude into the crowds – just like I used to have to do before walking onstage in front of a huge audience.

However, I always work up that boldness, if only as a point of honor. I’m one of the few actively nudist pagans at my local gatherings, and I want to provide moral support for other people who may want to try it too – but like me, don’t want to be alone.

Many years ago, I watched the few always-skyclad pagans at gatherings, and wished I was brave enough to join them. It took many years, but finally, I did. I feel that I would be failing them if I didn’t continue their tradition.

And maybe, with luck, I’ll inspire others to become nudists, just as they inspired me.

The bravest thing I ever did nude?

naturism-videoThe bravest thing I ever did nude? Well how about one of the bravest….well, in fact it was more impulsive than brave.

A number of years ago I was living in northwest Houston,,, hot, humid, Houston. Every morning (around 5 AM) before going to work I would ride my bike for 20-30 minutes throughout the neighborhood. Usually I wore sneakers, a t-shirt and shorts. Well this particular morning I donned my tennis shoes only – don’t ask me why. And Off I went into the dawn.

The typical morning in our neighborhood at 5 AM was just a few cars with folks finding their way to the freeway to get to work. This one morning I approached a stop sign that I usually just drove through…usually no cars around. Well a couple of cars were coming so I had to stop. And then a car pulled up next to me with three women in the car. They noticed my sneakers, etc and one of them lowered her window and said “nice sneakers” and they all laughed. I did too. So off I went but turned from my usual route to lesser traveled streets…and they followed. This went on for a couple of streets and I finally stopped. We had a brief friendly exchange and through the laughter and quips I invited them to bike with me the following morning. Again, we all had a good laugh. I never saw them again. It was very humorous, and certainly more intimidating than anything. I guess my vulnerabilities were pretty obvious! But, to be honest, I wonder what I would have done had they shown up ready to bike with me. And yes, I did bike in the nude on a number of other occasions but only when it was a little darker than on this particular morning.

The bravest thing I ever did nude

24237126The bravest thing I ever did nude? Well how about one of the bravest….well, in fact it was more impulsive than brave.

A number of years ago I was living in northwest Houston,,, hot, humid, Houston. Every morning (around 5 AM) before going to work I would ride my bike for 20-30 minutes throughout the neighborhood. Usually I wore sneakers, a t-shirt and shorts. Well this particular morning I donned my tennis shoes only – don’t ask me why. And Off I went into the dawn.

The typical morning in our neighborhood at 5 AM was just a few cars with folks finding their way to the freeway to get to work. This one morning I approached a stop sign that I usually just drove through…usually no cars around. Well a couple of cars were coming so I had to stop. And then a car pulled up next to me with three women in the car. They noticed my sneakers, etc and one of them lowered her window and said “nice sneakers” and they all laughed. I did too. So off I went but turned from my usual route to lesser traveled streets…and they followed. This went on for a couple of streets and I finally stopped. We had a brief friendly exchange and through the laughter and quips I invited them to bike with me the following morning. Again, we all had a good laugh. I never saw them again. It was very humorous, and certainly more intimidating than anything. I guess my vulnerabilities were pretty obvious! But, to be honest, I wonder what I would have done had they shown up ready to bike with me. And yes, I did bike in the nude on a number of other occasions but only when it was a little darker than on this particular morning.

There are so many variations of nude living

naturism-picsThere are so many variations of nude living that one needn’t even call oneself a nudist or naturist. I’ve known people who were nude at home most of the time; yet never referred to themselves as a N or N. My X never referred to herself as a nudist either; even though she participated in social nudism. Those I have known who did call themselves nudists or naturists were active social nudists, with AANR memberships and resort/club membership. They used either term to “authenticate” their active participation and commitment to the nudist philosophy.
I don’t think you need bother with defining or labeling your nude tendencies – unless you’re actively seeking a social nudist environment. But if you still feel the need to define what you do, I think the term “home-nudist” is applicable to your situation. As far as your last question, it depends on your intent. If you get a kick out of the idea of other people seeing your wife nude, then you might be venturing into hedonistic territory. I enjoyed my X being openly nude amongst other nudists; because her comfort with nudity was important to me. And the recognition of her attractivenes provided me with some measure of pride. But it had little to do with some hedonistic impulse to display my nude wife (p.s. I’m not judging you at all; just explaining te difference).

Hi, my name is Britney and I am lesbian

nakedfamilypicsHi, my name is Britney and I am lesbian. It does not really have anything to do with this story other than I was really prepared for a girl like this. Her name is Vasiliska. She is Russian. But I am getting ahead of myself. There is more to this story and I really wanted to share it with you. For one, this was the first time I ever went to a nudist beach, which is an experience in itself and this was also the day I met this gorgeous girl from Russia, so beautiful and so sexy that I never thought I would meet anyone like that on vacation.
It was last year and this was the first time I went to Europe. Me and a couple of my friends went on a month-long vacation visiting Spain, France and Italy. We were checking out some of the most beautiful cities in the world and also some of the greatest beaches that I have ever seen in my life. And it was great. It was a real great vacation meeting new people, getting wasted all over the place and so on. If you were to put a gun to my head and ask me which of the countries is the greatest and where we had the best time, I couldn’t tell you. They were all great and we met so many great people that I just couldn’t give you one. However, there is something that happened in France that made it my favorite part of the trip and that is the girl in this picture, Vasiliska.
We met at a bar there, one of the biggest places for young tourists and locals alike in Marseille which is an insanely interesting and wild town. She was there with some friends of hers as well, most of them Russians who studied in France and who were also on vacation. Let’s just say that it was a wild night. And if there is anyone who knows how to party, then it’s the Russians. I mean, these were all girls who were barely legal, like my Vasiliska here, barely 19 and already crazy as hell, being able to drink gallons of booze without even getting tipsy. When I met her, I knew she was something special and the next day I realized how special she is really. Namely, that night, we agreed that the two of us, just the two of us are going to go to a beach together.
I met her the next day, still hungover like hell and she was looking like she just had the most refreshing night ever after a night at the opera. I will never be able to understand those Russians. In any case, she told me that we were going to a nudist beach and I played it cool. I said alright. I didn’t want to let her know how nervous I was. And we went. It was a bit out of time, but she had rented a car and we were there in less than an hour.
We got to the beach and there were perhaps a dozen people there, not more. They were mostly locals, a couple of families and two or three couples. It was quiet and it was romantic. And then Vasiliska took off her clothes. I was lost for words. First of all, she had the most beautiful skin I had seen in my life, so creamy and so fresh I almost came. She was also totally shaven and had the most delicious-looking pussy I had seen to that point. And her boobs, they were just perfect. They were so supple and so perky that I just wanted to bury my head in them. But I managed to keep my cool. I asked her if I could take a photo of her and she told me that I could. And that is the photo you can see here. Oh yeah, she also had those nipple rings that I always thought were just too tacky. Not on Vasiliska. She looked so beautiful that I just feel in love with her there and then.

I used to go to a naturist resort

naturism-video-clips-freeI will add a funny story for you and for your son that might put his mind at ease. I used to go to a naturist resort each summer with my cousin and my aunt and uncle. This was from age 16 to 18 or so, in the early and mid 1990s. My aunt used to take a few photos each summer of the family and our friends.

Last year my cousin, who is 35 now, found an old picture that she had never seen before. A picture of the two of us together, when I was 16 and she was 17. We are posing with one of my best friends from our trips to the resort, a boy named Stephen who was a year older than me. He’s in the middle, and Jodi and I are on either side, and we’ve got our arms around each other and everyone is smiling and no one is wearing anything but sandals.

Jodi found this photo and thought it was such a nice picture, we all looked happy, and at first she couldn’t figure out why she’d never seen it with the other family photos. Then she realized … Stephen had an erection. Apparently her mom didn’t want to include it with the other pictures because of that. But Jodi thought it was hilarious, and she couldn’t wait to show it to me. This young boy, his arms around two young girls, all of them naked, and he’s got an erection and a big old smile on his face. Cracked us up.

But the point? It was completely innocent. There was nothing lustful or inappropriate about it, and at the time we didn’t even notice it, so he must have covered up or done something about it pretty quickly. Tell your son that it’s no big deal unless he makes it a big deal. It’s natural.

while looking for the nude beach

18133201Well, this whole story happened last summer, when my friend and I were spending our vacations in Palanga. We met two women from Riga who told us that they had found a nude beach on the coastline. They mentioned that ever since that time they had been sunbathing there, and, according to them, they were enjoying their time greatly. My friend had always been a reckless girl, and so she managed to talk me into trying out this kind of beaching during some hours. The next day we met those two women while having our breakfast and asked them how we could get to that nude beach. Having got all the necessary information we took off and headed straight there.
I should mention that the way to the beach was rather long and tangled, and I fully relied on my friend who seemed to lead the way unhampered in strict accordance to the directions given to us during the breakfast.
If you have ever been to this place you must know that the beach there consists mainly of dunes, that is the coastline is presented by hills and hollows which make this beach a wonderful place for peaceful pastime, far from the eyes of strangers. This made the matters still more complicated for us. Sure enough, we couldn’t have walked around looking behind each dune in search for nudists. But we were lucky. When we reached the place of our destination we saw a girl at some distance coming out of the water totally nude. Being quite sure that we have found the nude beach in question, we positioned ourselves for sunbathing in a sand hollow and got stripped. The weather was anything but hot, and so we had been just playing cards and sunbathed for a while. Finally the moment came when my friend and I started to get curious- after all, that was our debut one a nude beach, and we had managed to see only one nude girl so far! We decided to go bathing, and look for some more nudists. Moreover that we heard some voices not very far from us.
When we showed up from our hideout and started walking in the direction of water which was some 500 feet away. Our neighbors were our first disillusionment. In the nearest hollow we saw a young couple spending their time sunbathing. The guy was wearing his swimming trunks, and the girl was topless. Having decided that it is a small flock that has not a black sheep, we walked on- I am reminding that both of us were nude. You must have guessed by now that on our way towards the water we hadn’t met a single nude person. Instead, our parade created a true commotion. Practically all the male population of the beach decided that this was the right moment to take a refreshing plunge into the water. I made the last few paces with the feeling of losing my consciousness; our defiling was starting to remind a free strip show. The last straw was that when we finally reached the water we saw the girl whom we thought we had seen before bathing nude. She was wearing a swimsuit that was simply the skin color! But this way or that, it was her whom we felt somehow familiar with, so we approached her and asked where the nude beach was. Fortunately, she knew that place and gave us the exact directions. It turned out that we took a wrong turn while looking for the nude beach and rounded right in the place where regular beachers from the nearby hotel were spending time sunbathing. So, this is the story. It is rather embarrassing, but nevertheless, it is amusing.
During that trip we managed to find the nude beach after all; we spent great time there and even got acquainted with some native folks. By the by, those people were quite alright, without any abnormalities or something, as a variant for your vote outlet. I am not saying that after this my experience in nudism I became a true fan of nude beaching, but if there I were to choose between sunbathing wearing a swimsuit or nude, I am most likely to choose the latter.

my first ever time going really nude with other people around

naked-russian-familyMI guess I’ll do my first posting here since it asks about another first time thing. Ok, I’m Nathalie and my first ever time going really nude with other people around was two years ago when I was in high school. Four classmates and I went out to this small lake on one of the boy’s grandmother’s farm to go swimming during the summer (obviously). All 3 of us girls had swimsuits under our shorts and tops so it didn’t start out to be a skinny-dipping trip, just a place to swim. The two guys had cutoff jeans shorts and tshirts and they were going to swim like that (minus the shirts). Anyway, after we were there for awhile we really liked it because nobody was around and it was like a private little lake on private property. One of the boys was joking and said he should have brought some cards so we could play strip poker and one of the other girls said you don’t need cards to play strip poker, you can do Rock/paper/scissors and the loser has to take something off each time. The winner can challenge anyone they want to. The more they talked about it the more they acted like they were really going to do it. I was the quietest because I was probably most shy of the entire bunch and also I was self conscious about myself to the point I even dreaded taking showers in gym class in front of other girls.
They finally decided that one boy and one girl (luckily not me at first) would do the rock/paper/scissors thing and we’d play until somebody lost all their clothes. It couldn’t take long for SOMEONE to lose because I figured the girls are all wearing a two piece swimsuit and the guys either had one or two pieces of clothes on, I didn’t know if they were wearing undershorts or not.
Anyway, to hurry it up, the boy lost the first round but when he took off his shorts he still had undershorts on. So the girl challenged the same one again to try to get him totally naked but he won the second time so she had to take off her top, and so it went. Each time something came off it was thrown up on the rock at the edge of the lake so it wouldn’t get lost in the water. The funny part was everyone was standing in water pretty much up to their chest so the guys were pretty well hidden when they got naked and the girls just kind of bent their knees enough to keep the water level higher than their breasts when they took their tops off. Everyone continued to play until everyone was nude and I really felt pretty giddy about it and actually liked how it felt to be outside with absolutely nothing on.
The swimming and horsing around was fun and the longer we were there the less everyone tried to hide under the water. By the time we had to get out of the water and leave, all five of us were standing naked up on the rock together retrieving our swimsuits and shirts without making any effort to cover ourselves with our hands.
It was pretty strange to me to recognize that I felt LESS self-conscious standing with 2 guys and 2 other girls totally naked on that rock than I did in the school shower with girls in my gym class.
Since I was 17 then I didn’t get a chance to go nude in public again until I’d graduated from high school and started in college. On Spring Break nine of us went to St. Martin and spent 5 days at Orient Beach last year and that was the most fun yet!
If nothing else, I’ve learned that a tall, pale, skinny red-headed girl doesn’t look any worse naked than I do in a swimsuit, so why bother to wear one? I hope this posting is ok with everyone and I’m not breaking any rules or whatever. THANKS!

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