Many years back after losing my wife to breast cancer and tired of sitting in my house, I decided to get out and try new things. I approached the concept of going to a nudist resort with caution, but the thought kept nagging at me.
I’m in relatively good shape, etc., and eventually determined to give it a try. Like everyone, the first time was nerve wracking. I paced back and forth nude in my room until getting up the nerve to really go outside. It was only a couple of hours, and I was hooked. I like going every summer now, as frequently as I can. I find it to be the most relaxing and pleasurable thing I’ve ever done.
A Missed Opportunity
It absolutely was 1947 or 48. My family drove over to the coast. We spent the night in a motel at May’s Landing, NJ. The following morning Mother and Dad were discussing where to go. Father needed to really go to Sunshine Park but Mother wanted to go to Atlantic City. Eventually, they chose to ask my sister and I where we desired to go. We both decided Atlantic City.
Neither of us knew any thing about nudism and it wasn’t mentioned. I later found Sunshine and Health magazines in Dad’s underwear drawer after my sister went away to school and I inherited her occupation of putting away the laundry. I found the magazines intriguing. I liked the graphics!!
I started to read the magazines and found nudism interested me. I found a newsstand that sold nudist magazines and began to purchase them to read. After I graduated from high school I joined the Air Force. At that time the law sometimes raided nudist camps so I stayed away until I was discharged.
It was while I was in school which I visited my first nudist resort, Zoro Nature Park in Indiana. It was when I had become a part of a resort in California that I remembered May’s Landing from the time my sister and I decided to visit Atlantic City instead. Perhaps my family would have become nudist. I afterwards became a nudist, but I’m the only nudist in the family.
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From Skinny-Dipping to Living Clothing Free
My first actual nudist experience was in 1994 when I went to a nudist resort since I needed to go skinny dipping like I used to at the YMCA before it went coed and mandatory bathing suits.
As a youngster I were told that one didn’t go around naked, and while it was okay to change clothing in the existence of other men definitely it wasn’t done in front of females.
My first issue was that I I wasn’t certain how I could be comfortable nude in front of other folks for an extended amount of time for no reason when I felt uncomfortable just being naked alone. I faced this by becoming used to going around my house nude even when I did not have to be.
as soon as I arrived at the resort I was met by a bare man in the office who registered me and gave me the informative data on the resort. I was then directed to a parking lot where russian nude beach was met by another nude man who was going to give me a tour of the area. I undressed before the tour because even though no one understood me, I was not going to embarrass myself in public by seeming out of place.
My tour ended at the lake and because my reason for going there was so I really could swim bare I went into the water.
Later I took a short walk on my own. As I passed other people a smile and “Hello” was in order, the dearth of clothing was of no value.
I returned to the lake for more swimming and sunning.
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Check itBefore going home I took a warm shower in the round building that housed the showers. As the shower and adjoining hot tub made the drying area humid, I went outside. That did it for me. I was dried by the gentle breeze and the warm sunshine. That convinced me that this was how we were supposed to be. There was nothing disgraceful about being bare. I finished the remaining visits and interviews as soon as I could and became a member.
Little did I know at that time how much I would enjoy the relaxation of being nude. Since that visit I have joined other nudist organizations and attended plenty of nudist occasions. I have been on several naked cruises and now live in a clothing optional community where I can be nude constantly except when it is too cold or I am going into town.
Now, for me, being nude is my way of life.
Paw Paw, West Virginia
First Nudist Encounter
My first nudist experience was in early June 2010. After moving to Florida the preceding year I began hunting the Web for nudist locations and discovered there were several about 70 miles away. I always wanted to attempt it and and did not understand if I ‘d the nerve. I went down to Paradise Lake Resort and after checking in and having a short tour I quickly proceeded to undress in the parking lot and head around to the pool place. It was not long before all my fears were gone. It felt so great to go into the pool and sunbathe with no bathing suit.
I met another couple that was there for the first time and everyone was so friendly. My wife never did undress and more than likely never will. No one cares what your body looks like, it’s just a comfortable feeling.
Now I am a routine at Lake Como, can’t wait for the weather to warm up so I can head down there again. Additionally , I took part in the Skinny Dip last summer at Lake Como and had a blast. Once you go naked it is very difficult to need to wear a bathing suit at a public beach or pool. There is nothing like the bare lifestyle!
The Villages, Florida
A Model Nudist, Component Two
I eventually modeled for the standard figure drawing course during the spring term. Alas, the young lady who had introduced me to this new profession never saw me model. The figure drawing class was little, only five students, and I got very comfortable posing for them. Toward the end of the semester, the instructor asked me to model for her general drawing course. I concurred, and I was somewhat shocked when I showed up for it. The room was packed. I went ahead and took everything off and got on the model stand. The class went great, and by the time it absolutely was over, I didn’t desire to get dressed. Almost everyone was quite friendly, and I wondered if the nudity was what made people open up.
I went home that summer, and by then, I’d learned to look in the classified ads of papers for all sorts of stuff. I found an ad for a nudist camp east of Dallas called the Ponderosa Ranch. After my modeling experience, I needed to go and experience this. I went on a Tuesday in late May. I was buzzed in and told to drive to the office. As I went up the dirt road, I saw a nude woman on her knees on the ground, working in a flower garden. I went in the office and paid my day fee to the naked lady there. I went back to the car and stripped down.
The camp wasn’t very packed, but I appreciated the pool and hot tub. A few teens arrived in the day, home from school. I wasn’t even 19 years old at the time, so these were close to my age. A couple of them disappeared, but two girls returned, bare, and went swimming. It was such a liberating experience to be naked and free around other people, particularly people of the opposite gender, and not feel any angst or tension.
as soon as I went back to the Ponderosa, it was on a Saturday, and there were many more people there. I stayed for the weekly dance, and found a liberty that I had never felt. I still hate to dance with clothes on. During every trip, I hated to put clothing on and leave. And I hated the coming of cold weather.
I am 44 years old now and really active in my church. I still model sometimes, and I still want to escape to a nudist resort whenever I can. I am fortunate to truly have a wife who enjoys nudism with me, and our children have taken to it as well. I actually don’t ever imagine a time when I could ever cease enjoying nude recreation.
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