Many years back after losing my wife to breast cancer and tired of sitting in nudism photos , I chose to get out as well as try new things. I approached the notion of visiting a nudist resort with caution, but the idea kept nagging at me.
I am in relatively good shape, etc., and eventually decided to give it a try. Like everybody, 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 like going every summer now, as regularly as I can. I find it to be the most relaxing and satisfying thing I have ever done.
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Click to viewWe spent the night in a motel at May’s Landing, NJ. The next morning Mom and Dad were discussing where to go. Father wanted to really go to Sunshine Park but Mom needed 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 afterwards found Sunshine and Health magazines in Dad’s underwear drawer after my sister went away to college and I inherited her occupation of putting away the laundry. I found the magazines intriguing. I liked the pictures!!
I began 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 occasionally raided nudist camps so I stayed away until I was freed.
It was while I was in school which I visited my first nudist resort, Zoro Nature Park in Indiana. It was when I’d become a part 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. Possibly my family would have become nudist. I later became a nudist, but I am 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 because I wanted to go skinny-dipping like I used to at the YMCA before it went coed and mandatory bathing suits.
As a kid I were told that one did not go around bare, and while it was acceptable to alter clothes in the presence of other males surely it wasn’t done in front of females.
My first issue was that I I was not certain how I could be comfortable nude in front of other folks for an extended period of time for no reason when I felt uneasy just being naked alone. I faced this by becoming used to going around my home nude even when I did not need to be.
as soon as I arrived at the resort I was met by a nude guy in the office who registered me and gave me the advice on the resort. I was subsequently directed to a parking lot where I was met by another bare guy who was going to give me a tour of the area. I undressed before the tour because even though no one knew me, I was not going to embarrass myself in public by appearing out of place.
My tour ended at the lake and because my reason behind going there was so I could swim bare I went into the water.
After I took a quick walk by myself. As I passed other people a grin and “Hello” was in order, the lack of clothing was of no value.
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 region 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 supposed to be. There was nothing disgraceful about being naked. 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 comfort of being nude. Since that visit I have joined other nudist organizations and attended a lot of nudist occasions. I’ve been on a number of bare cruises and now live in a clothes optional community where I can be naked all the time except when it is too cold or I’m going into town.
Now, for me, being bare is my lifestyle.
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 searching the Internet for nudist places and found there were several about 70 miles away. I liked to try it and and didn’t understand if I had the nerve. I went down to Paradise Lake Resort and after checking in and having a brief tour I quickly proceeded to undress in the parking lot and head over to the pool area. It wasn’t long before all my fears were gone. It felt so great to enter the pool and sunbathe without a bathing suit.
I met another couple that was there for the very first time and everyone was so friendly. http://beach-patrol.biz did undress and more than likely never will. No one cares what your body looks like, it is merely a comfortable feeling.
Now I’m a routine at Lake Como, can’t wait for the weather to warm up so I can head down there again. I also took part in the Skinny Dip last summer at Lake Como and had a blast. When you go bare it’s very hard to have 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 regular figure drawing course during the spring semester. Alas, the young lady who had introduced me to this new profession never saw me model. The figure drawing class was small, only five students, and I got very comfortable posing for them. Toward the end of the session, the instructor asked me to model for her general drawing class. I agreed, and I was somewhat shocked when I showed up for it. The room was packed. I went ahead and took everything away and got on the model stand. The class went great, and by the time it absolutely was over, I did not want to get dressed. Virtually 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 newspapers for a variety of stuff. I found an ad for a nudist camp east of Dallas called the Ponderosa Ranch. After my modeling experience, I had 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 earth, 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 was not very packed, but I loved 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 vanished, but two girls returned, nude, and went swimming. It was such a liberating experience to be nude and free around others, especially individuals of the opposite gender, and not feel any angst or anxiety.
as soon as I went back to the Ponderosa, it absolutely was on a Saturday, and there were many more folks there. I stayed for the weekly dance, and found a freedom that I had never felt. I still hate to dance with clothes on. During every trip, I loathed to put clothing on and leave. And I despised the coming of cold weather.
I’m 44 years old now and very active in my church. I still model occasionally, and I still want to escape to a nudist resort whenever I can. I’m lucky to truly have a wife who loves nudism with me, as well as our kids have taken to it also. I really don’t ever imagine a time when I could ever quit appreciating bare diversion.
Fort Worth, Texas