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First-Time Nudist Experience

How My Wife Became a Nudist

I met my wife in 1961. We were married in 1963. I was hired by TWA in 1966. I chose San Francisco as my domicile. When we moved to California, we lived with Sharon's mother until we found an apartment. We were hired to manage the building we lived in.

About 1968 we were listening to a radio show. The subject of the show was free beaches. I knew what they were but Sharon didn't have a clue. I had not brought up nudism with her since I had a bad experience with a prior girlfriend I tried to introduce to nudism.

Sharon asked (in a kidding way,)"You want to check that out, don't you?"

I said, "Sure!" She said not without her! I said, "Great!, let's do it!" The next week the show had people from nudist resorts talking about national nude weekend.

The host asked why people would go to a resort and pay ground fees when they could go to the free beaches. They gave several good reasons. Sharon said the resorts sounded better and if we go we'll go there. I asked her if she wanted to go to Santa Cruz. We put on suits, shorts and t-shirts. On the way I pulled off to a side road. Sharon asked where I was going; I said it was a surprise. When I pulled in to a drive, she asked again.

I told her it was a place we heard about on the radio. She was uneasy. I said since we were here let's take the tour, that we didn't have to stay. We took the tour, the guide said if we wanted to stay drive in, take our clothes off and enjoy! I was able to talk her into staying a half hour.

She asked if we had to get nude right away. She said no, get comfortable, than get nude. We drove in, I got nude, but Sharon didn't right away. It took her no time to take all her clothes off. She said she felt out of place with her clothes on.

We were nudists until she got cancer. Sharon passed away 9/11/2001. Not a good day! I resumed nudism after her death.

My First Nude Experience

It was May 1960, I was a student at U of Champaign. I had been reading nudist magazines since I was in high school, starting about 1950. At first I looked at the pictures, but after getting bored I started to read the magazines. I decided that someday I would like to be a nudist.

I joined the Air Force after I graduated from high school. I continued to buy magazines while in the A.F. but at that time the law sometimes raided the nudist camps so I never tried to go. I was now free to go and I was in comfortable driving distance to a nudist camp, Zoro Nature Park.

I drove to the camp. When I arrived the lady at the gate asked if I had written to get permission to visit. I said no. She called the owner, Alois Knapp. He came to the gate, asked me if I was a nudist and how I knew about Zoro. I told him I had been reading nudist magazines for several years and wanted to become a nudist.

He let me go in the camp for the day but asked me if I had a girlfriend. I said yes, but she was at school in Rock Island, Ill. He said to bring her next time I came. I said I would try. After the spring semester was over we both went home and resumed dating. In about three weeks I asked Josie to go with me to this camp I had visited in Indiana. I told her it was a real nice place, the people were nice and friendly, there was a pond to swim in, volleyball courts, etc. I said I thought she would enjoy it.

She asked me what was this "nature park." I told her there were trails through the woods. She kept asking for more information and I finally told her we could go skinny-dipping in the pond. When she heard that she asked if this place was a nudist colony.

In those days there was no Internet for information so I had nothing to guide me to explain nudism to her. She called me a pervert, slapped my face and broke our relationship. Gee, I wish I had known how to explain nudism to her before asking her to join me for that trip to Zoro!

Love Being Naked

Several years ago 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 idea of going to a nudist resort with caution, but the idea kept nagging at me.

I am in relatively good shape, etc., and finally decided to give it a try. Like everyone, the first time was nerve-wracking.I paced back and forth naked in my room until getting up the nerve to go outside. It was only a couple of hours, and I was hooked. I enjoy going every summer now, as often as I can. I find it to be the most relaxing and enjoyable thing I have ever done.

A Missed Opportunity

It was 1947 or 48. My family drove over to the shore. We spent the night in a motel at May's Landing, NJ. The next morning Mother and Dad were discussing where to go. Dad wanted to go to Sunshine Park but Mother wanted to go to Atlantic City. Finally, they decided to ask my sister and I where we wanted to go. We both decided Atlantic City.

Neither of us knew any thing about nudism and it was not mentioned. I later found Sunshine and Health magazines in Dad's underwear drawer after my sister went away to college and I inherited her job of putting away the laundry. I found the magazines interesting. I liked the pictures!!

I started to read the magazines and found nudism interested me. I found a newsstand that sold nudist magazines and started to buy 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 college that I visited my first nudist resort, Zoro Nature Park in Indiana. It was when I had become a member of a resort in California that I remembered May's Landing from the time my sister and I decided to go to Atlantic City instead. Maybe my family would have become nudist. I later became a nudist, but I'm the only nudist in the family.

Another story, when I have the time!

From Skinny-Dipping to Living Clothing Free

My first real nudist experience was in 1994 when I went to a nudist resort because I wanted to go skinny-dipping like I used to at the YMCA before it went co-ed and required bathing suits.

As a child I had been told that one did not go around nude, and while it was acceptable to change clothing in the presence of other males certainly it was not done in front of females.

My first concern was that I I was not sure how I could be comfortable nude in front of other people for an extended period of time for no reason when I felt uncomfortable just being nude alone. I faced this by getting used to going around my home nude even when I did not have to be.

When I arrived at the resort I was met by a nude man in the office who registered me and gave me the information on the resort. I was then directed to a parking lot where I was met by another nude man who was going to give me a tour of the place. I undressed before the tour because even though no one knew me, I was not going to embarrass myself in public by looking out of place.

My tour ended at the lake and because my reason for going there was so I could swim nude 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 lack of clothing was of no significance.

I returned to the lake for more swimming and sunning.

Before 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 sun. That convinced me that this was how we were meant to be. There was nothing disgraceful about being nude. I completed 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 comfort of being nude. Since that visit I have joined other nudist organizations and attended a lot of nudist events. I have been on a number of nude cruises and now live in a clothing optional community where I can be nude all the time except when it is too cold or I am going into town.

Now, for me, being nude is my way of life.