The World of Nude Recreation As Told By You
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First-Time Nudist Experience
Naturism Takes Flight
Sometimes, I will jokingly comment that I owe my thanks and my love for naturism to my employer. You see, I work in the airline travel industry as a flight crew member. Back in the day when airlines offered onboard magazines as an amenity for flying customers, I was nonchalantly thumbing through the pages of one of the publications entitled "Outside."
It offers its readers information and advice about outdoor recreational sports equipment and travel. One of the pages of this particular issue included a colorful pictorial advertisement for Lee Baxandall's, "World Guide To Nude Beaches & Recreation". The name of Lee Baxandall will be recognized by any seasoned naturist or nudist alike (of which I was neither at the time). Lee first took up the activity of naturism in Wisconsin as an Eagle Scout. Later, in 1980, he became the founding member of The Naturist Society. He is also an inductee into AANR's Nudist Hall of Fame. But I digress. His premier guide to nudism in natural settings peaked my curiosity. With pen & paper, I jotted down the address of where to order my copy of this exhausted list of locations where one can vacation, camp, swim and socialize without wearing a single stitch of fabric. A few weeks prior to my encounter with Mr. Baxandall's guide, I had organized an upcoming week of vacation alone in beautiful Maui, Hawaii. After receiving my copy in the mail, I immediately turned to the section of nudist beaches located in the Aloha State and discovered "Little Beach". When it was time to board my flight for Maui (this time as a regular joe and not a working crew member), I anxiously anticipated the moment I would finally experience an entire week on the sand and by the ocean wearing nothing but my skin and a smile. That first anticipated 'bare' moment has now come and gone. And my recollection of it brings many descriptive words to mind: natural, liberating, freeing, exuberating, sensual yet non-sexual, energizing, rejuvenating and so much more. And for me, the 'so-much-more' includes spiritual reconnection. I believe my nakedness does not belong to me, but rather to Creation. NAKED is how I was 'created' and brought into the world. THAT, within itself, makes it spiritual in nature for me. It makes it a good thing, healthy and pure; nothing to be ashamed of nor to hide. Instead, I see my nakedness as something to embrace and to be lived. I want to allow it to breathe my existence. In my view, to deny my nakedness is to denounce my Creator's creation. I do not want to silence that breath. It's a gift. I want it to flourish. I want it to grow. And in doing so, I express my sincerest form of gratitude to the "Giver" of that gift; oh, and gratitude to my employer for stocking that magazine on the plane. And for granting me the coveted perk of air travel. It's the perfect means by which to discover and experience more of this beautiful planet's Au-Naturel destinations. Today, I still love flying high Au-Naturel!
Long Time Nudist
When I was still a child I always felt good when I was nude, so I would always make sure I had to walk to the bathroom to take a bath and back to my room nude. When I turned 8 years old I started sleeping nude and would sit around or lay on my bed in my room nude all the time, and when no one was home, I would always be nude in other parts of my house.
When I turned 12 years old I had a friend and streaking was a big craze then, so we would streak every chance we got. Unfortunately my family would never have agreed for me to be a nudist, so I could not tell them, nor be nude in front of them.
When I moved into my own house I was nude all the time. I always tried to persuade my girlfriends that they would like being a nudist but most would not try it, and the ones that tried it did not like it, but I always continued being nude all the time because it is the only way I want to be.
Before I got married my fiancée knew I was a nudist and would continue to be a nudist after we were married, and after 25 years of marriage she knows I will always be a nudist.
She is not a nudist. As well, my children are not nudist. Lucky for me my family understands being nude is the way I am comfortable, and don't mind that I am always nude. I always loved being nude, and always will.
I have been a nudist for 49 years and no way I would ever change.
Buffalo, New York
Breaking Down Barriers
On a recent trip to a Florida beach resort, while swimming in the Gulf of Mexico, the incredible urge to be naked in the water was too much to suppress. I found myself out beyond any other swimmers and removed my trunks. I stayed there for what seemed like hours enjoying the feel of the water and a freedom like I have never experienced before.
I am a 51 year old male and never would have thought to do something like that in a private pool let alone the Gulf. The exhilaration I felt left an indelible image of the freedom and sense of one with nature that I want to continue.
Upon returning home I immediately joined AANR and am actively seeking a local resort to visit. It will be my first "official" exposure (no pun intended) to a naturist environment and I welcome any suggestions.
Thank you for opening up a new chapter in my life.
Two first experiences
I started enjoying nudism by sleeping in the nude. Later I began to do my work around the house nude. My wife was surprised when I came downstairs nude one day and I could tell her reluctance.
One late summer day after working on the boat I was really warm so I drove over to the lake. Since it was mid-evening there were very few people at the beech so it was able to find a secluded area. I walked into the lake and when chest deep took off my swimsuit. It felt amazing. Before I walked out of the water, so as to not offend anyone, I put the suit back on. I will never forget the feeling of the first time nude in Lake Michigan.
Towards the end of summer I walked from the lake into the dunes. I removed my swimsuit and was nude outdoors, other than my backyard, for the first time. I remember thinking to myself that I'm a "nudist."
After hiking in the dunes a number of times but concerned about clothed hikers I decided on trying a nudist club. The best part of going to a club is you can wonder along the nature trail, go into the pool, etc. and not be concerned about other people.
Being at a club, it doesn't matter if someone is nude or not. YOU can be nude and enjoy. I only wish I would have started this earlier.
Everything I Thought It Would Be
After discussing a visit to Gunnison Beach here in NJ, my wife and I decided to make the trip. I'm 40 and my wife is 41. We were both aware that it was 'clothing optional' and I knew that most people would be nude, but I think my wife thought it would be a 50-50 split (nude, partially nude).
When we got there she was a little overwhelmed. She didn't take her suit off at all. However, after a while of sitting in our chairs and watching the scenery, I felt I could take the next step. I asked my wife if she thought it was OK, and she looked at me with a look that said, "are you crazy?" But she then said, "sure, go for it."
A few seconds later, I stood up and took off my swim suit. And guess what? Nothing happened. No earthquake. No bolt of lightning. Nothing. Everyone went about their business.
I, however, loved this new feeling...sitting in the sun, wind blowing...it was extremely refreshing and freeing. I loved it. After a couple of beers, I asked my wife if she wanted to walk to the water with me. Again, she looked at me with a look that said, "are you crazy?"
I said, "why not." So, at first she didn't want to go, but after a second she said sure. That was pretty intimidating. I'm walking in my birthday suit through dozens of men and women.
Anyway, the water was beautiful. Swimming sans clothing was a first for me too...and it was another great experience. I made the walk from our chairs to the water 3 or 4 times, each time enjoying it more and more.
I would love to go back and try it again. My wife is now talking about going back and removing her top. Hey, whatever makes her comfortable. We'll see how it goes.