Introduction to Nudism

I was helping set up security for the 1996 Olympics in Atlanta. I was at the Hard Rock Cafe in Atlanta speaking with a couple. Told them I had to get away for the weekend. They gave me a number and name to call of a nice resort close by that had a pool, hot tub and extremely friendly people.

I thought about it and chose to attempt it and went that weekend. Adored the encounter and the people I met. They made me feel so welcome and everything looked so natural. We went the next weekend and spent two days there. We were hooked and even though we could visit the opening Olympic service free, we watched it on a TV in the motor home of a family who were teachers from California while relaxing at Hidden Valley nudist resort in Georgia.

When we got up to the New England place we seen some local nudist resorts and felt at home.

-Don W.
Hudson, Florida
First Time

June 1st, 2009. I made my way to Mira Vista Resort in Tucson, signed in, took my clothes off and drifted about the Resort. I introduced myself and admitted that this was my first (public) experience as a nudist. Nancy said “Show me your tush!” I turned around and was pronounced a “cotton tail.” What a delightful and gracious introduction and welcome to the nudist community!

Sierra Vista, Arizona
My Biggest Rue

Being naked has always been very natural to me, I can remember when I was perhaps 4 or 5 just needing to be nude. has altered 40 years afterwards, it only feels “normal” to me.

I did my assignments online and also read as much as I could about going to a nudist resort, oh boy, was I excited! The day I set out to go was amazing and I was ready to get naked. It was about a 2 hour drive and of course all I was thinking about was getting there and jumping in the pool naked. YIPEEE! But as I got close my stomach was becoming more distressed from my nerves. I starting thinking about turning around and heading home but only kept driving. I truly wanted to feel the sun on my nude body and go swimming nude, after all it turned out to be a wonderful day.

As I pulled up to the gate I really thought I was going to throw up and at had to talk myself into going forward. When the staff answered the buzzer and told me to come to the office to get checked in I just kept telling myself it was going to be awesome even though I was so nervous.

After checking in and heading to my truck I couldn’t believe it. I was looking at nude people up by the pool and I was going to be one of them! I stood by my truck appearing active for about 10 minutes without taking anything away and eventually I realized it was time to take ALL my clothes away and be free. I was becoming more confident with every measure.

I needed to take a shower before getting into the pool and it was a QUICK one. The showers are about 10 feet from the pool and I wager I made it in about 2 steps after I shut the shower off. I spent the remaining part of the day in the pool floating about and LOVING every second of it. It wasn’t my first time being nude in a pool but it was my first time being with other people nude and I ‘m confident it showed that it was my first time but by the time I ‘d left that day I felt like I had understood some of the folks for a long time.

The reason that this trip was such a huge deal for me was because I don’t have the “normal” body. I’m a huge man, need to drop some weight and had worried I might be laughed at or people would stare, but after going there now for more then 8 years (only a couple times a year) I recognized that NOBODY cares! Its not that they do not care about me, its just that nobody cares what your body looks like. I waited for such a long time to go to a nudist resort because I didn’t have the “perfect”body. I am yet to see the “perfect” body but I have meet some of the greatest people I will ever meet in my entire life. When you’re naked with other folks it’s as real as it gets and I’ve found that nudists are as fine as people come.

So this is the reason why I labeled this “My Biggest Regret” because I regret that I waited so long to get out and be naked with other like minded people. If the thought has ever crossed your mind, just go get naked.

Beach Day

from the time that I was a teen I had always heard about nudist beaches and camps, but I never understood where to find them. In the mid ’90s I had access to the Internet and chat rooms. I met a girl on the chat site who told me about seeing a nude beach. I asked about how I could locate one in my state. She told me about a website where I could imagine a guide book which describes the places of swimming holes and beaches.

After purchasing this I read about a beach at Martha’s Vineyard. Some time after I finally had an opportunity to get out there with my at the time girlfriend. Eventually I found the shore I was searching for after the ferry ride and bus ride across the isle. I remember how natural everyone seemed and how I was keen to join in the fun. The blanket was just on the earth when my clothes came off. I appreciated the liberating feeling of the wind on my body and having the ability to jump in the ocean naturally. My girlfriend eventually got comfortable also.

I felt like I was on a level playing field with everyone else. Since then I’ve been seeing nudist campgrounds and coming to the Vineyard as much as really possible. I’ve despised wearing bathing suits ever since.

-Paul J.
Milford, Massachusetts
My Nudist History

The following is a history of my nudist experience with some ideas for those investigating nudism as a lifestyle option:

“Nudist” A New Word

I grew up in Marin County north of San Francisco and am now a professional working in San Francisco. When I was younger I could never have imagined I would ever describe myself as a nudist. I remember the first time I heard the term nudist. The entire thing shocked me to the point that I still remember where I was when he told me. I couldn’t imagine why grown people would need to be naked, especially in a area called a nudist colony. It undoubtedly was something I would never be involved in.

First Time Nude Outside

I remember, some years afterwards, about age 12, sleeping over at Randy’s house in his backyard in sleeping bags and on a mutual dare we each walked, one at a time, nude up his long moonlit drive. He became more daring and even rode his bike up the driveway bare. This was just boys testing and playing and we knew that we didn’t want to be found so there was an element of risk and anxiety of being found that overshadowed everything.

Personal Nudity, My Own Skin

Within a couple of years I found that easing my pajamas off after going to sleep and sleeping nude felt fantastic. Again this felt wonderful but by importance remained my mystery. Soon, on some evenings, I was able to sneak out my bedroom window in the centre of the night and enjoy the night atmosphere nude. We lived in a built up neighborhood on a hill with open space supporting the house. At first I would roam the grassy hillside in back of the home feeling the cool breezes on my skin. I especially liked wet nights. The sound of the storm made me feel more safe about not being found going out the window and I loved the feeling of rain on my bare skin.

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I understood the terrain very well and one night I was particularly audacious and did a huge loop walking with that location for over half a mile in a circle onto paved roads (but where homes were not built right on the road) on the other side of the hill and back to my clothes that I’d left behind. I can’t believe I did this or that, as a teenager, I didn’t get caught.

San Francisco, California

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