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Hey everybody! I have yet to be in the nude in public or around other ppl other than those who I have been sexually involved with (if you cant tell by my pics lol). I am interested in venturing out! Wondering if anyone can share a story about their first time nude in public, the feelings leading up to the first time "bare it all" to the time where you really began to feel comfortable. Tell me you success story! lol Thanks in advance
Hi Hangloose23I took my first social nudist step only 3 years ago. It was awesome. Went to our local nudist beach on a lovely sunny warm day. Lots of couples and singles enjoying the day was a great start. Decided to just do it and stripped. After sitting on the towel for a short time, took the plunge to walk to the water edge and enjoy the glorious water. Shortly I then went for a walk along the beach. Never felt more free than that day. That feeling has never left me. What's more the sky did not fall in, nor was I offending anyone else!
Wondering if anyone can share a story about their first time nude in public, the feelings leading up to the first time "bare it all" to the time where you really began to feel comfortable.
Twenty years a go I read a newspaper article about Mystic Oaks in Southern California and then a short time later another one about the Terra Cotta Inn. I had always had a bit of an interest and was intrigued. Wfey had booked us to go to a Christian book conference in Palm Springs so I suggested we stay at the Terra Cotta. Even though she told me later she was reluctant, worried I was getting into a sex cult, she agreed. We got in the front door to register, I looked to my left and there were two lovely, natural women in their 40's lounging by the pool and I realized, "Wow, there are really naked people here." Mary Clare showed us to our room, we undressed and went out to the pool. It took us about 20 seconds to become comfortable. Wifey realized that everyone were the people you'd see in church or at the mall.
First time feelings were a bit of anxiety since it was our first time. Because of insecurities I was concerned about how I would look naked so I laid on the bed and checked myself out in the large mirror on the closet door...hahaha. Any concerns were unfounded.
That visit led to the clothing optional beach, short camping trips to Mystic Oaks and an eventual membership at Glen Eden where we took day trips and long camping trips. Reading articles and visiting sites like Net Nude even got us to become shaved nudists.
Its been a wonderful 20 years of naked fun and we would always come back refreshed and renewed after any trip no matter how short.
In 1994, I joined a group in Sarasota, Florida. They were known as ANR. One day, I told my father that I wanted to be a nudist. Since it was only us living in the house, he saw no problem with it. For a while I would get a woody every time I took off my clothing. Than it was time to head to Sarasota meet other nudist. I did not get a woody at all. From that point on I have not had any issue taking my clothing off in front of others.
Scott
Underfive years ago I joined TN and started branching out as
a nudist, thanks to encouragement from other TN members. I found
details of a naturist guest house from TN contacts an was off on my
very first nude holiday the next spring. I had no idea what to
expect or how to behave. But I recognised the accent of my hostess, Carol, as being from Birkenhead (Across the Mersey from Liverpool, UK) and her husband as a cockney. We hit it off straight away. I went to sunbathe, nakedon their terrace and Carol came round the corner saying "caught you". Two days later I was amongst nudists on nearby Zavial Beach. It was just so natural! If anything I felt overdressed until I stripped off. Now I was one of them. Why hadn't I tried this before?
The rest is history, I've never looked back. My appetite for nudity just grows and grows, as does my appetite for nudist holidays and being naked amongst other nudists. And I've made some real friends on the way. Thankyou TN and Carol
That reminded me of my very first visit to a nudist beach maybe 20 years ago (long before I recognised myself as a nudist). I was queueing for an ice cream behind a stunning young lady and, when she turned round, I completely forgot my order. More to the point I didn't know what to do with my change after I'd been served. I was so used to having pockets and, being naked, I had none. I think it amused the ice cream salesman.
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