i think i was about 12, i had gone to a local secluded beach with my elder cousin & his new wife, having no trunks my cousins wife said just strip down to you underwear no one can see anything, anyway we all did this. after a while i was pleasantly shocked when she removed her bra & panties, she convinced me to remove my trunks & then commented on my tiny cock, it upset me, but in what seemed no time i started getting hard,(i could'nt stop staring at her naked body), it was at this point she asked if i,d ever had a girl give me a helping hand, embarrassed i said no, she then asked my cousin if she could give me a hand job, i still recall now it was over in seconds as i had been feeling myself cumming just looking at her naked body. it was only years later after lots of hand & oral off her that i found out it was a set up, my cousin had told her i was very shy & did,nt have a lot of friends. that said i should have realised at the time as i was the only family member that ever spent the night in their home or visited any beaches with them.
I don't really count my "first" experience as my first...as I went with my Cub Scout Pack at someone's cottage for a summer weekend. After earning our swimming and scuba badge, we were told to strip and shower outside, dry off and then come inside. So our two "Den Mothers" were leading the showers and cleanup, so all 12 of us 4th grade boys were naked for about 15 minutes or so. The moms got an eyefull but nothing really happened during or after the showers.
However, when I was 16, I worked at a bible camp for the summer. I was in High School, so i had regular maintenance duties, bathroom, yard work, painting, etc. The councilors were all college aged. The kids (campers) left Friday around 8pm. Then around 11pm on Friday and Saturday nights, there would be a group of the staff going skinny dipping. Sometimes the group was only 4-6, other times it was a full 30 people. Imagine a 16 year boy swimming with some high school females but a lot of college coeds. Every now and then we did exhibitionist shows on the peer for all to see (there was always someone who didn't swim and who had flashlights). There was some playing so touching body parts happened, but nothing sexual. That was my introduction into nudism. From there I've been to several nudist spots and converted wife wife (and several other friends). Summer of 1983 was a great summer.
I was 12 when I first started going naked. I had forgotten my swim suit when we went to a beach. I decided that I did not care I wanted to swim so I went naked. Stayed naked allday. that was the start.
My first nudist experience was with my friend at the age of 11. We were coming back from the beach in his mother’s car and our swimsuits wet wet. She told us to take them off and gave us towels to cover up. We were naked for the ride home and we both got erections. He commented on my foreskin because he was cut and I wasn’t. After that incident, whenever we had sleepovers we would get naked at night and look at each other’s dicks. We eventually started touching each other and masturbating in front of each other. It got more fun when we reached the age when we ejaculated too. He moved away after a few years and we lost touch.
I don't know really. My mum has pictures of me nude on the beach as a toddler, and at boarding school there was very little privacy so seeing people in, and being, naked or in various states of undress was just a part of life. It only really became a conscious choice in my mid 20s I suppose.
I was 11 and my sisters and i were made to bathe together by our babysitter. we had to undress in front of each other and get in the bath. I was in dread until i was nude and then it just felt great! After that whenever she baby sat we were allowed to be naked. One night she joined us and I saw my first nake woman. It had the usual effect and she was very understandin and explained tomy sisters why it happens and that they should take it as a compliment. She also explained to me that it wasn't okay in public and to enure that it didnt happen easily that I could masturbate in my room. I didnt need telling twice and since then have often done so to prevent unecessary embarrasment for others.
I discovered my dad's nudist magazines he had hidden in the garage. I also remember him making crude jokes about the nudist camp that was over in the next county. Sooo, when the time came, I stripped down at home and tried it out about the time I was 10-12. Moved out on my own at 19, found a nudist camp to go and it's been a way of life for about thew last 45 years.
I was 21 the first time that I went nude , it was at a clothing optional beach.
I got an erection almost emediately , but it subsided after 10 minutes and then I started to love the way it felt to be so free :) after that I loved being naked especially with friends, when possible and practicle.
First time I went nude and was seen, I was about 12 years old. We had a pool in the backyard and I would skinny dip by myself when the rest of the family wasn't home. Well, it was exciting to find out that the twin girls that lived next door could see me out there swimming around. I didn't think anyone could see me, and they didn't tell me this until a few years later. Something about being around a body of water and being naked, just feels so right.
First time I remember being nude and "seen" was about 6 yrs old when I stood naked in my bedroom window. Occasional opportunities occurred over the years with skinny dipping, jaking off with other teens and so on. One time at camp the kids stole my clothes at the shower building and I had to go back to the cottage naked (and laughed at, lol),
First time I went to a nudist beach was Blacks near La Jolla, CA. I climbed down the steep cliff pathway wearing shorts and t-shirt and carrying beer in my backpack. At the bottom of the cliff I looked left and saw all of the clothed people, young, old, families.
I looked to my right and everyone was naked, young, old, families. Right beside me were these guys and gals playing vollyball nude. A little farther on was a family with young kids, then a mix of all you can imagine up the beach. I'd been nervous considering whether I could walk nude on the beach, but after seeing all these people, I decide that I'd better make a move, immediately. So I dropped my shorts, put them and t-shirt in the back pack and walked off among the nudists and naturists and nakedists.
Immediately I had an erection and saw many other men walking aroound with erection, so I just walked on. Some impressive things happened that afternoon.
One memorable site was a group of teen boys playing soccer. Their adult coach wore swim suit but the guys were playing shorts and skins. After some time, they switched with the shorts stripping and the skins putting on shorts.
A group of three people called me over to where they sat fully clothed. They asked could I take a picture, and I said, no no no. They apolotized and explained that they meant for me to take their picture. The two girls and a guy took their time posing as I stood there naked before them, still fully erect. After taking the first picture they wanted to see it on the camera so they had me stand close. The guy looked at the image, but the girls stared at my hard on. "We need another picture," they said. So we repeated this three times. Finally, I asked why they came to nude beach and remained clothed. They said they liked the scenery, but they were leaving soon. Would I like to go with them to their hotel and so on. All of this was way beyond my imagination. I told them no and moved on down the beach. Not sure what they had in mind for the hotel.
Along the way I borrowed some high PF sunscreen for my untanned genital area and butt. The guy who gave it to me explained that there was an impressive site way at the north end, a ship's anchor up in the sand and that I should go around the point of the cliff to see the scenery there.
After a long walk I rounded the point and wondered what he saw that was so amazing. I continued walking and saw a mom with 20 something son and daughter walking toward me. they were fully clothed, but I figured they knew it was a nude beach so continued toward them. As I got within 20 feet or so, the mom said something and the kids looked away as I passed. The mom stared at my penis though and said hi.
Not much farther along I found a sign telling me that this was a clothed area, no nudes welcomed. So I turned around and went back, passing the threesome again, of course. This time none of them looked away. As a matter of fact the mom stopped me for conversation while all of them stared at my nakedness. This was all very new for me and very arousing. After a bit I went on south around the point of the cliff and found a place to spread out my towel. Wthin minutes the threesome rounded the bend and came to set up their towels near me. A couple hours with them wound up with all of them nude as well, playing in the water, coming back and forth to sit with me and mom.
Oh .. the stories continue ... all of this on my first day at a nude beach. And I've been addicted to nude beaches since, exploring them wherever I can find them in Caribbean, Med, Europe, and US. Almost always a story of some kind comes from the adventure, but what I like most is simply being nude in the sunshine with others.