How did I come to be a nudist?

naturalist-videosHow did I come to be a nudist? Well, this is kind of a hard question because I don’t know for sure whether I am a nudist or not. But the fact remains that I am on my way. At least I have made my first, still uncertain, steps. It all started last summer when I first met Andrew. He suggested that we go to a secluded Long Island beach where to meet someone is a very rare opportunity. It was our plan to bring along as many people as possible, but in the end there were only three of us coming: Andrew, me, and my friend Alice.
Alice and I got everything ready for the planned picnic: we bought some food, put on new swimsuits, and took large bedding. Andrew had been already waiting for us at the bus stop. Having been lectured on our tardiness, we got into the bus. There was a long way to go bus and then a few miles to walk, so we started to lose our clothing, piece by piece, while we were still on our way. Andrew took off his T-shirt and used it to cover his head. Alice and I also took off our T-shirts and walked on wearing our skirts and swimsuit tops.
We had been rather tired when we finally got to the public beach. But Andrew did not stop there. Instead he led us on promising to show us some fantastic spot. We were walking along posh villas, the road was dusty and the heat was something devastating. We were dying to dive into cool water and stretch on the bedding! When we had covered another mile we finally took a turn from the main road and walked in a single file along a narrow path that wound its way between bushes and trees. Finally we saw the glade we had been looking for! We disposed of what was left from our clothing and tossed our bags to the ground carelessly and decided to take a plunge into the river. Cool and clean water made us feel alive again. Andrew and I were the first to come out of water.
‘What would you say if I took off my swimming trunks?’ – he asked. Then he continued: ‘I want my suntan to be even’.
I wouldn’t mind him doing so if it was not for Alice being around. I knew she would be scandalized if he were to do this. But I did not object openly to the bloke. He stripped and lay on his stomach, exposing his butt to the sunrays. By the by, the color of his butt did not differ from that of the rest of his body. Terrified by Alice’s would-be reaction, I was waiting for her to approach. Finally I saw her coming out of the water serenely. When she came closer and saw Andrew, she looked like she was stricken by lightning, but she did not say a thing and triying hard to look like nothing had happened, lay down beside us.
So, there we were sunbathing like that: Andrew was nude, while Alice and me had our swimsuits on. When Andrew thought that Alice was no longer embarrassed by his nudity, he took me aside, kissed and said ‘Take off all of your clothes’. Frankly speaking, I had been craving to take my swimsuit off and expose to the sun the paler spots on my body. But in sympathy with Alice I had not done this. But now that we were separated from Alice by a wall of shrubbery, I couldn’t fight the temptation if letting him yank off all the unnecessary pieces of clothing from me. Then we lay on the grass and started playing cards. Andrew called Alice. We did not have to ask her twice, and presently she joined us.
‘Don’t be a coy, go ahead and take your swimsuit off! There is no one around!’ – suggested Andrew, but she only shook her head. I realized that my own nudity was even more confusing for her than Andrew’s, but sweeping away the feeble pangs of my conscience, I remained to be stripped to the bark. After a while we heard the sound of started engine and then an old Buick came into view. There emerged a couple of it – a man and a woman. Having set all of their possessions ready to have a good time, they went straight to the water. They were absolutely nude. Notwithstanding the fact that their bodies were, well, far from being perfect, they were not in the least put out by their nudity and were feeling quite natural. They lay on the beach to sunbathe when they emerged out of the water.
Then it was our turn to bathe. Andrew refused pointblank to put on his swimming trunks. As for me, I put on my swimsuit rather unwillingly, only for the sake of my sympathy towards Alice. I am not sure as for the couple’s reaction towards our emerging from behind the bushes, but Andrew was feeling quite relaxed. He was not even embarrassed by fishermen fishing somewhere at a distance in their boats. When we came out of the water the Buick was already gone and we came back to our old place on the glade. Andrew took off my swimsuit from me without saying anything and wiped me with a bath towel. It was a fantastically blissful sensation to stand amidst flamboyant greenery nude enjoying the life-giving sunrays. And although somewhere deep in my heart I still felt the remains of my shyness, I was very determined to forget about it, not letting it get me down.
Andrew tried to do the same to Alice, to help her to fight her constraint, but she only rushed away in panic from him. After this he let her alone for a while. Then our conversation flowed to discussing the ways of breast enlargement, and Alice started teaching me some daily breast enlargement exercise complex. To demonstrate the work of breast muscles, or maybe because her desire finally conquered her shyness, Alice let her swimsuit slip to her waist, and we started doing the exercises together. Andrew caught us in this very position, kneeling close to each other and doing some intricate exercises. Alice was awfully embarrassed and put the straps of her swimsuit top back on her shoulders.
It was getting late and it was time for us to start packing our things and go back home, but we wanted to take yet another plunge before we leave. Andrew and I decided to do it nude. Holding hands with each other, when the water reached our waists we looked back and to our utter surprise we saw Alice standing by the water… totally nude!
Tired but happy and full of new impressions, we were getting back home. It was our first experience of bathing nude outdoors, an unexpected and enjoyable experience. Now I am anxiously waiting for the summertime to come to continue my acquaintance with nature in its primordial form. Andrew and I plan to go to the seaside. And I know for sure that we won’t need any ‘textile’ pastime by the seaside anymore.

My first experience was actually by accident

naked-russian-familyHi. My first experience was actually by accident. I just come home from school. I was about 13 or 14 at the time. And I had gym class the last period of the day.
So usually when I came home I would get a shower. Usually I would get undressed in my room and walk down the hall to the bathroom nude without thinking twice about it. I usually left the door open so I could hear the phone if it rang. When I got done with my shower, I dried off and as I started walking down the hall to get dressed in my room, the phone rang. So I ran back down the hall, through the kitchen and into the living room where the phone was. (It was my friend Angela who called). So I sat down on the couch and talked to her for a half an hour. I was sitting there nude and not even thinking about it. When I hung up I decided to watch TV. So as I was sitting there I thought to my self. I’m nude in my house sitting there watching TV. I thought I was doing something wrong. But as I thought about it, it was really relaxing. I could feel the cool air from the air -conditioner across my breast and the feel of the fabric on my butt. I just felt naughty lol. I just felt free. Free from wearing a bra, free from wearing pants or a shirt. It just felt so good.
I new my parents went going to be home till 8 at night. So I made my self something to eat, did my homework and relaxed nude. I enjoyed every minute of it. And ever since that day, I have been doing it since. As soon as I cam home from school I would be nude. Until my parents came home, they did not like nudity at all. One time my mom saw me walk from the bathroom to my room nude and she was, put some cloths on right now. But I didn’t listen. I just stayed in my room with the door shut so she could not see me nude. Lol Well that’s my story!

Now onto my first nudist nexperience, which happened just this past weekend

naked-gamesLet me just start off by saying a little about myself. I’m a 25 year old male and was brought up in a home where nudity wasn’t prohibited, but it was understood that nudity was a personal thing.
I can’t honestly remember ever seeing anyone naked growing up. I did however like to be naked by myself and occasionally swim nude in our pool. I could hardly consider myself a nudist.
Now onto my first experience, which happened just this past weekend. My aunt and uncle invited me to go with them to the desert for the weekend to ride their quads and 4×4. Basically just a getaway. It had been a little over a year since I had seen them and we got to catching up about what’s new in our lives. It was then that they told me that they were trying nudism. The way that my aunt said it was kind of “tongue-in-cheek” so I thought she was kidding. So I said, “If you do it, I’ll do it,” in a joking tone. Nothing else was said about it during the rest of the drive.
After a day of riding and having a great time, I went into their travel trailer to get cleaned up while my uncle headed off into town to get more gas for the next day. My aunt was getting cleaned in the shower so I just started watching tv. After a few minutes, she comes out of the small shower completely nude. After taking a brief look, my instincts were to look away at the tv. She then sat directly across from me and started running a comb through her hair. Having never seen her like this, I saw that she was in tremendous physical shape for a woman in her mid forties. Noticing that I seemed uncomfortable, she asked if she should cover up. I told her that she didn’t have to, it was her trailer and she should do as she pleased. I then got up and took a shower. After exiting the ridiculously tiny bathroom (fully clothed), I took the same seat across from her and started to watch tv again. She asked me if I was open to the idea of nudism and what I thought about it. We started chatting and I noticed that I got used to her being naked, and it became easier to talk to her. She had covered herself with a blanket from the waist down, so it seemed that talking to my “topless” aunt was easier than talking to my “totally nude” aunt. I had told her about my “closet nudist” activities in the past. She told me that social nudism is far easier if you just ‘go for it’ rather than second guessing whether you’ll fit in. naked-nudist-familyBy this time, my uncle had made it back and was jumping into the shower. I told her that my main worry was getting an erection, in front of my aunt no less. She told me that that’s a common fear and that it probably wouldn’t happen. But if it did, it’s not something to be embarrassed about, it’s a normal thing. She then got up to make dinner in the kitchen/living area (yea, it’s that small!). After our conversation, I didn’t really mind that she was totally nude again. Paying more attention to preparing the meal, she asked if I was interested in trying social nudism with them. I told her that I would like to. So using her ‘just go for it’ motto, I stripped off everything right then. “Good for you” she said. Almost instantly, my fear was realized. As soon as that last stitch was off, and she turned around, I got an instant full-on erection. She just looked at me in the eye and said “relax, the hard part’s over.” I sat down and went back to trying to concentrate on the television show. After a few deathly, embarrassing moments, I realized something very interesting. I did not get an erection because I was turned on by my aunt (thank god!), I got one because I was naked “in front of her.” Having never been in this position before, I was reacting to it with a sexual feeling, where it had nothing to do with sex. Once I realized that there was nothing sexual about nudism, I relaxed a lot.
Then my uncle came out of the shower and my embarrassment emerged again. My whole life, I have been on the skinny side and have had poor self esteem because of it. But I could tell instantly that I was physically ,ahem, smaller than him in every way! We ended up talking about that and how self acceptance is really a huge part of nudism. Those three days were probably the most freeing days I’ve ever had. I came away from this trip with a feeling of optimism and great self acceptance and self esteem. In a way, stripping away the clothes freed me from self loathing. I can’t wait till the next trip!