Pure ecstasy…

Like most folks researching nudism, I was driven by an unshakeable interest: What would it feel like to be nude outside and in the organization of others? Would my nudity be uncomfortable or would it feel…good, natural? And the largest question of all: could I really bring myself to shed my clothes and my inhibitions?

All nudists have faced that “moment of truth” when they can either get nude or stay cloaked in rue. In case you are at a nudist resort, and everyone around you is naked, wearing clothing actually makes you feel out of place, so perhaps it is a little simpler to “take the plunge.” For me, my moment of truth came at a clothing optional resort, where I had scheduled a 9-day holiday. Because it was clothing optional, I didn’t really have to be nude to fit in. I was hedging my bets, I figure.

as soon as I arrived, I passed by the pool where a half dozen folks lounged, some naked, others in swimsuits. After quickly unpacking, I headed back to the pool. I wore swim trunks.

As I completed dispersing my towel on the lounger, the nude people on the opposite side of the pool left, leaving me and two other guys, all wearing trunks. I was off the hook. I used to not have to get nude. It’d be totally acceptable for me to get some rays without getting an all-over http://crazypublic.com . And yet, I was struck by the notion that my moment of truth was at hand; even though I had nine sunny days before me, I knew that it was now or never. In that instant, I flashed forward to the last day and imagined that I’d spent the entire holiday clothed. I imagined a moment on that final day when I might be alone in the pool and ultimately discover the nerve to slip out of my trunks and have the freedom that so many others had appreciated all week long. I figured that if I was lucky, after more than eight days of electing to stay clothed, I mightn’t even like being bare…with the warm pool water and brilliant beams of the sun embracing my whole body. Oh, who was I kidding? I understood it will be amazing.

So I got naked. And no one stared. No one laughed. No one pointed and whispered. Both other guys poolside simply nodded hello, as well as the water rippled and the palm trees rustled and the sun warmed me. All over.

Sure, my heart raced for some time. I thought, “I can’t believe I’m doing this!” But it was not long before my interior monologue altered to: “I can not believe it took me 42 years to do this!” I actually found myself feeling sorry for the two guys in trunks, along with the handful of others who would spend the coming days still clothed.

Throughout that vacation I also went to a sunning pier where nudity was allowed. Again, some wore swimsuits, others bared all. Not every nude body was perfect. In fact, none were. But I was learning that nudism isn’t about how you seem, it is about how you feel. I also went on a nude sailing and snorkeling adventure. Pure bliss.

My moment of truth was liberating. The instants since – shared with others who have also found the delights of nudism – have been nothing short of excellent. Is not it time you set yourself free?

-Bob C.
Don’t Leave Planet World Without Trying It!

Maybe telling about my first experience with nude diversion will lead you to that end. I was vacationing at a resort in the Caribbean. The initial two days were spent on the beach sitting in a soggy swimsuit and being chafed by sand. I signed up for a day boat trip and picnic at a beach on an island away from the resort. As we were leaving, I discovered that the excursion was to an isle with a nude beach! I chose to go anyhow, thinking no way was anybody getting me out of my suit. I stood firm, and in fact, was the last man to give in and discard my swimsuit – I was the last one to get dressed to return to the resort.

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Why had http://nudist-young.com/nude-beach.html told me about this sooner? I was snared, and that was over 40 years past. The phrase, “bare when possible, clothed when practical,” definitely describes me. However, I do wear shoes when vacuuming the house though as I ‘ve a custom of running over my toes with the vacuum cleaner.

I admit that my first reaction was that this is something that wasn’t an acceptable practice. I was unaware that there are national organizations and did not know anyone who could shed light on this relaxing lifestyle. The literature available now tells it like it’s. Everyone will say that when you have made your first visit, the sensation of dread will vanish. Until you experience a thing for yourself, words cannot let you know how you need to feel or how you need to act or react. I can add an additional sentence of encouragement: Don’t leave Planet Earth without at least attempting this amazing way of de-stressing and relaxing a chance.

-Cheri Alexander
South Carolina

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