Ok, it was 1986 and I had just started dating my wife, Eli, when we went to supper at her 'dear friends' Graeme and Jane. Well they told us about some committee changes at their 'club'.
I said we were planning to take our caravan to France and meet some friends this summer, but that line kinda went ignored, I thought. They then asked if we would like to join them as visitors for a day at the naturist club to see if we liked it, (interesting the club is a naturist club, and they admit this??? They are not what I thought - they seem normal). My suppressed childhood and schoolboy intrigue with H&E meant I wanted to say yes, but mumbled no, and then Eli said we had too much to get ready before the holiday, there you go we were off the hook.
On leaving that night Graeme shook my hand and placed his other on my shoulder and said quietly 'if you change your mind let me know and I can arrange for you to come to the club...no problem friend'. I kissed Jane and she hugged me and Graeme and Eli hugged and kissed as we left.
Phew... later on the way home, Eli mentioned that Jane was a bit wild and was a bit of a hippy in the sixties and got naked at any chance, she had got Graeme into the club scene and they both loved it, then I am not sure why, she said 'I am not sure I could do that kinda thing'...So that was that, you would think. I now think I understand that part about my exciting new girl friend...'the naked thing'... is for us only in the bedroom,... or at least when we are alone, well we are all human.
So middle of July, work closes for two weeks, we head to Saint Palais sur Mer, near Royan with caravan in tow. Meet the folks we hardly knew on campsite and settle in. BBQ first night lots of wine and beer and jokes about the nude beaches and skinny dipping in France...did we miss something the previous week before we arrived?
Next day supermarket and stuff and late afternoon trip to beach, drove past a sign on road that said 'Plage Naturist. FKK Stade.' After dinner rather than go get drunk with the crowd immediately we decide to go walk off the food. Nice evening stroll along the beach at Grande Plage, we walked over a mile as we liked to do and eventually met a couple with no clothes on walking hand in hand like us. We passed and said 'Bonsoir' admiring the fact they were naked and not a care in the world, I said to Eli 'Looks like we walked up to the naturist section' she replied 'yes isn't this beach here just lovely?.
We walked about another 400metres and decided to head back, after smiling and passing the couple again, I just tentatively came out with 'Fancy trying this beach tomorrow then?' The reply almost astounded me, 'Yes why not this looks a great beach,' in truth it is no different to the adjacent clothed mile or so.
So back to campsite, glass of wine off to bed early for us, neither of us could sleep much. Anyway by 8:30 next morning breakfast and chores done two hours ahead of normal schedule, we decide we better pack lunch and get sun cream on, then head to the beach. Was Eli as nervous as me? Surely must be. Will she bottle out? Will I get an erection? Will anybody notice our white bums? Just get rucksack in car and head to beach, slowly , do not appear to be in a rush.
By just after 9:00 we are walking down the path beside the sign for the naturist beach, hardly speaking, later find both of us with butterflies and a slightly sick feeling in stomach. No turning back we head onto the beach, it is quiet but a few folk are there, we stroll to middle of the area and about 20metres from a naked couple rubbing sun cream onto their naked kids. Eli lays out towels and mats and I get an umbrella erected, Eli is getting her top off and sits down on the towel, I decide now or never and remove my Tee shirt and sit down and both of us remove our shorts and everything at same time. I look at Eli and admire her sitting there naked and she smiles at me and asks for her book. I look around, no one is staring at us, we do not exist, everyone seems so calm. Newcomers to the beach say 'Bonjour' to regulars...the all over brown ones...this is normal. Still no erection but I am finding not a sense of excitement but more a sense of well-being.
After an hour and I feel I need to have a swim to cool off before re-applying sun lotion, as it is very hot, so I ask Eli if she wants to go for a dip, 'God yes I am bursting for a pee...' so we walk to the sea, passing loads of people just as naked as us.
We have a swim for about half an hour, it is so great to swim naked the first time, you never want to wear a costume again. Then we walk onto the beach and Eli suggests a walk to dry off, so we walk up the beach to the clothed area, passing a lot of people doing the same, playing games in the sand and just being so normal. Yes we meet a couple of groups of clothed folks, either walking to the naturist area like us or coming to have a peep, but we do not care...two days earlier I would have died if I thought I had to walk past clothed people, naked.
We turn round and walk back, Eli comments that there are all kinds of folks, old, young, couples, families, we hear all kinds of accents, English, French, German, Dutch... We get back to towels and by now I realise I never want to go to a normal beach again. Seeing all these naked women did not get me aroused at all, Eli did not lose control looking at all the naked men.
So we eat lunch, the rest of that day, we swim, we walk, we read, it is fantastic to spend another three hours on the beach. Only at the end do I notice the beach is packed and there are people all around and all naked. We are 2 metres from folks around us and we have casually exchanged welcomes with the ones most immediately next to us.
Reluctantly we decide to head back to the campsite as we have to be careful of the first time exposed parts, but we both feel we do not want to leave. We follow the same routine the rest of the two weeks on that holiday, except after a few days we did find other beaches nearby like Cote Sauvage, which has fantastic surf and mixed with textiles (we were ex-textiles by then), most nude though. We went home without putting on trunks or bikini again that holiday and were completely brown all over, wearing a huge smile, just desperate to tell some friends what we did.
When I was a Police Officer in Maryland I learned that there was a nudist resort near Annapolis, MD. I thought wow; I need to find this place, there will be hundreds of beautiful naked women to look at. I traveled all around on my motorcycle looking around and asking questions. Google was not around then. I finally located Pine Tree Associates in Crownsville, MD. I showed up at the gate one weekend, told them that I was new and would like to check it out. They let me in and everything changed for me.
I wandered into a world that I could not have imagined. Yes, I saw many beautiful women, but more importantly, I saw many beautiful people. I saw slim women and men, and large women and men. I saw families with their children, swimming, sunning, and playing.
My thoughts of seeing beautiful naked women vanished very shortly after being given a tour of the facility. Yes I do very much appreciate beautiful women in the most traditional sense, but I truly have developed an appreciation for all women as being beautiful in some way.
My first time nude in public I was about 4yrs old, OK yes I was a child. But.
As I grow a little older my Mum and my Brothers and Sisters went back to the same park(My Dad was at work) and My Mum forgot my Trunks and she said I'd have to wear my under pants. I must of been getting on for about 5 1/2 at the time, so I said NO and I took my under pants off and ran into the pool, and just like the first time I was there I felt good and it felt Normal to me.
So when I got to my terrible teens I remember I was about 12 going on 13, and as most boys do you get to enjoy just laying in the bath,(Showers were posh then) and I just remember having the same feeling of being at peace as the warm water touched my skin.
And I really don't think it' some thing you choose, I really think it' some thing that' already inside you.
So from that time in the Bath every time I was at home alone I'd be Naked, yes I nearly got cort a few times, but I also did get cort by either of my Family members, many times I got puniched, then I got wise and said I was just going for a bath and forgot something, it worked.
I used to walk miles in the Summer to a nearby Town called Frodsham in Cheshire,I'd walk miles into the countryside just to find somewhere on the river weaver that was deserted, and I'd take my clothes off and sunbath and swim Naked.
Then we moved when I was aboy 15 years old to a Town called Warrington, by this time I was the only one at home with my Mum and Dad, as my Brothers and Sisters had Married or got there own places.
And I had the house to myself more often, when Mum and Dad went Shopping or to work, my Dad enjoyed his Gardening and put higher fences up and some fir trees, God I was in Heaven most summer days I was out in the Garden when the sun was out, and alot of the time I was Naked.
But now that I'm older and have my own house and I'm married to a lady that thinks the same and quite enjoys being Naked, we walked around the house Naked, I spend 90% of my time Naked.
Then one day I said to the wife that I'd like togo and have a swim and mix with people that feel the same as we do, so when we got our Computer,I tryed to find a swim club or Sun club, when I found a Naturist Swim club we where over the moon.
We both have joined BN, and we go to Cornwall for our Holidays and this year it'll be our 6th year in the SAME place. And last year was Nudefest 2010 and that was just pour heaven, we spent about 3/4 days there and as we where staying in a small town called Perranporth, that' only about 4 miles away.
We where told about a beach about 35 minutes drive away, that' a bit of a walk down to the beach but it' well worth the walk. That was it we spent our second week travelling back and forwards to our beach. Yes there' other people there some Nude some Clothed but when you can stand or sit and talk to people Naked and feel comfy, to me that' MY IDEA OF HEAVEN.
My first time I am not sure if it really counts. I was at college, me and some friends of mine 4 of us girls and boys were outside in the middle of the dormatories playing strip dominoes. I never played dominoes before so naturaly I lost my clothes rather quickly. They allowed me to continue playing anyway. After some time when all of us were naked we thought of it just a waste to put our clothes back on. It was perspective student weekend and a bunch of perspective students were walking by so we convinced them that it was the college thing to do to go streaking. More and more people joined in and at the end we had overe 70 people running around campus naked. It felt exhilerating yet natural. At the end we were all rather tired and our streak turned more into a naked casual walk.
After that my nude experience has been mainly skinny dippin at college
It was some years ago, I was at a lake outside Oslo, Norway, laying nude for the first time. I was alone and did not think anybody would show up here. What a mistake, as after a while 5 girls showed up and the took a good look and had a good laugh and went on. I'll guess they where about 13-15 years old.
I was a bit ashamed..in the beginning, now I don't care anymore.
When I was 14 in lake jackson,tx I was with my friend that lived next door to me. We was in the woods. He was first to strip off his clothes. He asked me to do the same. So I did. It was also my first gay experience aswell. Well that happened the next day at his house. On weekends we would spend all day naked. And after skool run around naked at his house. Since his dad was gone for several hours working. By the way people in bi well pansexual. I am in love with my awesome wife. We always naked at my house. Well that was my first nude and gay experience. Lol
My 1st experience was awsome - the feeling of liberation was complete. I stumbled on studland beach in the uk and quickly realised it was not like any other beach i had been too. Nervous at first i quitely disrobed. It was hard not to be somewhat aroused the 1st time but can now control that. I just remeber thinking that initially that it musy all be about sex but as i watched realised it was about freedom and have been going nude when ever i can whereever since. Hooked on nothing so to speak.
My first true time would be seven years ago. I was 39 and had been looking for someplace to go to get away for the day. A friend told me about a place over in Sildell La. and I went and checked it out. Had a good relaxing time.
I went skinny dipping at the river when I was in my teens on the east coast, and never thought much of being naked until I moved to California and went swimming at night in the ocean nude, it was a great feeling. I started going to Blacks Beach and then laying out nude at my apartment complex (on a private deck). Now I search out as many clothing optional places as possible. The best so far is Club Orient in St. Martin
I was housesitting for some folks who lived in the country.
One summer morning I stripped nude, and went outdoors in my robe.
Once I was in the backyard, shielded by trees and shrubs, I took my robe off and sat down on a chaise lounge. The feeling of the sun on my body was incredible, and very exciting also. I did this until the homeowners returned from their trip, and then tried nudity several years later with my wife - and got to see her first nude experience. It is a feeling you must experience
The first time I discovered nudism I was 22. I had been riding my motorcycle in the woods and was horny (which I usually was most of the time back then) and decided to strip down and enjoy the moment but the warmth from the sun felt so good that I just lay back on my seat and soaked it in…until I realized a couple farmers watching from their field on top of another hill.
I was in the air force stationed in great britain in 1974. Well Denmark was about to legalize public nudity on august 16, 1974. A friend and I made it a point to be there just for fun, so we took leave and went. That weas my first time nude in public and as a young man, quite embarousing to say the least at first. But as it turned out, I was not the only one. Now I have been at ease with it for 40 years and counting
i used to live in the country side it in my mid teens i would start taking off my shorts and shirt and walk like that . then one day i took my pants off and it was great to walk like that and ever since i get in a field and stip it felt great to be nude out doors i have done ever since
I used to live on a small farm that had river-front property. As a teen I spent a lot of time by the river. I gradually came to strip down a few times and enjoyed the total exposure and freedom -- always alone though.
My first 'real' public nudity happened much, much later in life, when on a business trip. I had heard about a clothing optional beach in Oregon, and I always wanted to try it, so I decided to go visit. I went native and enjoyed it, though I had a difficult time not becoming aroused, especially when it turned out that THAT was the intent of many of the beach goers.
That was the first time I had ever seen a mom, dad and a gaggle of children all enjoying nudism without any of the hangups I had been raised with. It was refreshing and expanded my understanding of non-prurient nudism.
I am coming more and more to appreciate the openness and honesty of nudism, and can more easily ignore those who are struggling with the arousal aspect of it.
I think my first times were at about the age of 12 or so: I'd sometimes wake in the middle of the night, creep downstairs and outdoors and go for a naked run round the neighbourhood. Mind, there wasn't a lot of night-time road traffic half a century ago!I'd been sleeping without pyjamas for at least a couple of years before this. I still don't own any.
My first time of daytime naturism was on holiday on the Greek Islands, probably 10years later. In common with so many others on the site, I was basically just walking along the beach and suddenly realised that most of the people had no swimsuits on. I didn't know whether to turn round or go on further, and finally decided that nobody was looking at me, so just decided to sit down, remove my clothes and join them all. What a liberating experience - I now get my kit off every chance I get.
I was about 7 or 8 playing out in the woods and just stripped off all my clothes. It felt so good to feel the sun on my body. I love being nude when ever I can be. Just this last summer while waiting to unload in Brookshire, Tx, the road I parked on allowed me to strip down and feel the hot Texas sun on my body.
I did likewise start out as a buff hiker in PA, western. I like just stripping it off and getting the wind on my body. Isn't it exhilrating as you stand on a mountaintop or overlook and put your hands up and flash all of creation? and feel one with nature. There is now a movement in Switzerland of groups that hike nude on certain weekends. Sometimes they get into trouble with the law. Europe in general is more friendly to nudity than the US. At the time I started, I was teaching high school, so I was a bit paranoid about running into anyone who knew me. I retired from teaching over 7 years ago and now live in Indiana. I go to Europe when I want real nude freedom or to one of the clubs here in Indiana.
I would like to organize a group of nude hikers sometime for a trek somewhere where we won't offend textile people or their families. message me if you'd like to help out.