My nude beach experiences started a few years ago

naturist-picsMy nude beach experiences started a few years ago; strangely enough, it was my mom who talked me into accompanying her to one of them when we were in France. But the story I would like to share is about my other companion, a hot Italian girl by name Clarissa. But let me start from the beginning.
It all started with a Facebook notification saying that I had a new friend request from a girl I couldn’t remember. Skimming through her profile (the profile picture featured to hugging girls, so I had hard time figuring out who was the one that wanted to be friends with me), I soon discovered that she was “interested in women”. I snorted with surprise, but then I found myself thinking that my excitement could only partially be accounted for by surprise…
I am not exactly AC/DC, as they say, but I certainly had this streak in me – for one, it has always been the beauty of a woman’s body that always excited me the most. I could stare at pictures of nude females, but male nudity just wouldn’t get me off, if you know what I mean.
Needless to say, that the adventurous part of me nagged to confirm that request, which I did. Clarissa turned out to be a very outgoing and friendly person; I never noticed a couple of hours whiling away in an animated chat. I was both excited and intrigued and definitely flattered – I would have never dared to approach another girl, but being liked by a nice person of a manifested homosexuality got me higher than I thought it could.
Omitting the details I’ll just mention that we became virtual friends very easily, and we are friends till this very day. I discovered pretty fast that I was neither homosexual no bisexual, so it never worked between us on the more intimate level. But we spent some good time while I was trying to figure out whose side I was on, and we spent it by the seaside in Croatia.
Italians are very big on holidaying in Croatia in general; Clarissa was obsessed with yachting in Cornati National Park. I let myself just go with the flow when Clarissa invited me to join her during the last week of August. We started off by skinny-dipping and sunbathing on the rented, but after a couple of days we found out that our camp was located within proximity of a legitimate nude beach. I was more than OK with taking my nudity out and walking it with my head held high, hand in hand with my new girlfriend.
Here I should mention that before that moment I didn’t have sex with Clarissa; she had been courting me, yes, but we’d never as much as kissed. But when we appeared on the nude beach together it was like a devil’s doing, I’m telling you! I guess to me nudism has always been associated with a desire to impress, to be a startler and the talk of the town; but with almost everybody else naked around me on a nude beach it was sort of hard to impress the community with my nudity. So I almost intuitively switched to the plan B, which was attracting attention with my alleged bisexuality.
I got all naughty and equivocal while helping Clarissa out of her shorts, I volunteered to take off her bikini bottom for her, I willingly and very enthusiastically rubbed the sunscreen into the soft skin on her back… and all the way down! My hands reached to her belly and then I touched her breasts after a moment of hesitation. My god, it was electric! And it definitely did what it was supposed to – everybody else on the beach was staring at us, both men and women!
I suppose this does not make me a dyke, but an exhibitionist – big time, you betcha!! I got off as hard as a girl can. This did not pass unnoticed to Clarissa, and she played up my tune. It was like being exposed on a huge scene under the open sky. I felt like a movie star, seriously. And I am pretty happy about what happened later that day (and that night!). Although it didn’t make me change sides, hell, it was a lifetime experience!
And now it gives me grounds to smile mysteriously every time they talk about lesbians – and I feel like the world revolves around me, once again!

Its all about how you experience yourself

naturst-picsIts all about how you experience yourself.I have a philosophy in life,what you see is whatyou get,what you behold is who I am.Where I live,its common knowledge that i am a nudist,and the people come and visit unnannounced,and I remain naked,I do not feel uncomfortable at all!I have had people vsit me,and remain clothed,while I was naked.It does not bother me at all.When I am naked,I have nothing to hide,and do not want to hide anything.Being uncomfortable is because you do not allow yourself enough naked time in the presence of others.People tend to limit nudity embarresmentto genital exposure…nudism is not genital exposure alone,it hollistic!The entireperson.Its just that sometimes we have hang ups about our genitals,we should not be so.I walk barefoot everyday,go to church and opera and movies and the mall barefoot,and do not feel shy,attend 5 star hotels barefoot,and I’m not shy,why be when I amd bare chested as well.We as males arnt shy of eing bare chested.Being bare chested,and barefoot is no shame…why being bare genitalled?Its as much part of my body as are my feet and chest.Its part of my body!I do not have an exclusive penis,neither are penisses exclusive…its a common thing in males,as is the vagina in a woman!Our genitals are not exclusive,or special,we will never be the only humas with genitals!So be comfortable,and do not think or meditate on the genitals.Thats what is the problem with feeling uncomfortable…we subconciousely focus on our genitals,and feel uncomfortable in the presence of textillians…rather focus on your geust,not your genitals.

I would pose nude for him

naturist-teen-boysI had never imagined being seen nude by anyone until an amatuer photographer asked if I would pose nude for him. I thought as long as he was the only one it would be fine. He took me to a remote scenic area in the San Fernando Valley are in California. In one set of pictures came a small group of people from out of no where. I rapidly reached for my clothes and heard them say, “don’t worry you’re fine”. They seemed not to be offended, and then asked if they could stay there as we finished. The photographer said,”it’s up to him”.

It was then I realized someone may see my nude pictures, so why not let people see them being taken. Up until this time, I was timid, even though I knew we were alone. But somehow when this small group of clothed people expressed an acceptance for this, and showed beyond interest, encouragement, I became very much at ease.

After the pictures were taken we stood and visited, I nude while they were clothed. The interesting part of the conversation was they some admitted they wished they had the courage to be nude around others.

Later he took me to a friend’s home and took more pictures, people came and went, and I was completely at ease.

I would love to experience another photoshoot for a photographer, but haven’t had any more opportunities.

Until then I enjoy life modelling at the Community College.

I have no real Nudists’ experience only these. I would have no problem being nude with clothed people.

I dont’t know if I was brave ot didn’t want the day to end but several years back while visiting A nudist club

1712I dont’t know if I was brave ot didn’t want the day to end but several years back while visiting A nudist club in North Georgia which I was a member I had stayed till the sun had gone down, I headed down the hill and was getting my clothes from the back of my van and stopped,I relized I still did’t want the day to end and threw my clothes back into the van and got behind the steering wheel naked and headed for the gate.I made it to the main highway when I relized I was still naked and had sixty miles to go and had to pass through three towns and several red lights before I was home.I rolled down my windows and enjoyed the summer breeze,passing through the first town and than reaching the second town was easy until I stopped for the red light I looked back and saw the police car also joining me at the light,the light changed and I was again on my way,a little bit nervous but it didn’t last especially after the police car turned after a couple streets.Soon I arrived in my driveway where I exited my van retrived my unused clothes and headed inside hoping not to shock the neighbors what a rush how alive I felt.I only done that once and I don’t know why I did’nt do it more often.maybe soon !
Being a nudist weather at a nudist beach or club or even at home will keep you young and alive,it doesn’t matter weather you are young or old skinny or fat tall or short enjoy yourself be nude be naked be alive….

A nudist club in North Georgia

naturist-nudistI dont’t know if I was brave ot didn’t want the day to end but several years back while visiting A nudist club in North Georgia which I was a member I had stayed till the sun had gone down, I headed down the hill and was getting my clothes from the back of my van and stopped,I relized I still did’t want the day to end and threw my clothes back into the van and got behind the steering wheel naked and headed for the gate.I made it to the main highway when I relized I was still naked and had sixty miles to go and had to pass through three towns and several red lights before I was home.I rolled down my windows and enjoyed the summer breeze,passing through the first town and than reaching the second town was easy until I stopped for the red light I looked back and saw the police car also joining me at the light,the light changed and I was again on my way,a little bit nervous but it didn’t last especially after the police car turned after a couple streets.Soon I arrived in my driveway where I exited my van retrived my unused clothes and headed inside hoping not to shock the neighbors what a rush how alive I felt.I only done that once and I don’t know why I did’nt do it more often.maybe soon !
Being a nudist weather at a nudist beach or club or even at home will keep you young and alive,it doesn’t matter weather you are young or old skinny or fat tall or short enjoy yourself be nude be naked be alive….

Being nude on the beach is the sexiest thing ever

naturist-videoHI, my name is Jennifer and I would like to tell you about how I discovered one of the most amazing things ever. This is how I discovered that nude beaches are just incredibly sexy and that it is the most teasing experience that you can possibly have, if you are a girl that is. It all started about three years ago when two of my girlfriends and I took our first vacation together. We were still in college and we decided to treat ourselves to something really special, so we booked a flight to the French Riviera, decided to spend some good times there until the money lasts. One of my friends, Beth, she even knew a bit of French, so we were okay.
Our hotel was almost on the beach and we spend most of the day on that beach for the first few days. We were having the time of our lives, sunbathing, having fun in the water and going out in the evenings. And then, one day, two guys that we met last night on town approached us and we started talking again. They were these insanely cute local guys, with perfect bodies, charming as hell and did I say they were cute? We were talking for hours on the beach and then we asked them if it’s true that there are beaches for nudists in the area because we heard something about it in the first few days. They said that it was true and that they sometimes go there. And then, for some reason, god knows what it was, we asked them if they could take us. They told us that they would meet us tomorrow on ‘our’ beach with their boat because you couldn’t get there by land.
Tomorrow, the three of us were waiting for the guys, all three still in our bikinis. We weren’t risking it or anything. They picked us up when we agreed and they brought another friend of theirs, equally cute if not even cuter. They were also in shorts. We took a boat ride of perhaps 15 minutes. As it turned out this nudist beach was just around the corner. We couldn’t believe our eyes how beautiful it was. It was a bit secluded, with no more than twenty people there. Just the prettiest little beach you could imagine. As we were getting closer, I saw that everyone on the beach was fully nude. There were a few couples, a few families and so on.
When we got off the boat, the guys stripped immediately like it was nothing. We couldn’t believe it. It was like they didn’t mind at all that they were naked. And to tell you the truth, we didn’t at all. This was enough to rank among our best days ever, cute French guys naked like the day they were born. We, however, were not that ready to get naked at once. My friends took of their tops and after a while, we said what the hell and took it all off. We could see that the guys were trying really hard to stay cool, but you could feel that they got 10 times as interested.
The funny thing is that we kept on talking as if everything was the same as it was on ‘our beach’, but you could feel the sex hanging in the air. No one was talking about it and it made everything even hotter. I could feel the blood inside me boiling and I knew that everyone felt the same way. It was obvious that everyone wanted the same thing, but we all agreed, without saying anything, to keep it bottled inside. At a few moments, I felt like I was going to have the biggest orgasm ever without any touches or anything. It was just incredible. And the feel of the sun and the water on my naked body… When I think about it now I feel all funny, let alone then.
It was the sexiest day I have ever had, and there was no sex involved. Only being at the beach nude can do that.

I have been a shy guy my entire life

naturists-familiesI have been a shy guy my entire life. I can remember my preschool when I was the shiest kid in the class. It has always been hard for me to make friends and while that was not always the greatest thing ever, I actually think that this was not half bad because it made me better friends with those few people I did become friends with. When it was time for me to start dating, things weren’t doing great. And growing up as a gay kid in 90s Detroit, that wasn’t great either. You might say that the universe conspired against me when it comes to getting dates and finding that someone.
And with college and with a new job and new responsibilities, my love life has been on a backburner in the last ten years or so. No, really. I did not have a single relationship that lasted longer than a month in the last 10 years. That is, until this last year when I met Kyle. Now, for some other people, a sentence like the previous one would be nothing special. But for someone like me, “just meeting” someone is not something that happens more than once in a lifetime.
I was not sure what to think of Kyle at first. He was hot (still is), of that there was no doubt. But he was one of those guys that were never too serious and that never took anything seriously. This is something that you can be okay with when you are 21, 22, but as a guy in his early 30s, I was not looking for something like that. And then, just when I thought that he was a total waste of time, I realized that this was his choice. He was not just “like that”. He liked being free and being spontaneous, but not in that annoying way where he would depend on everyone around him just to get by. He was a great professional and a successful person, dependable to a fault, but always a bit absent-minded and always with that sprinkle of unexpected to him.
We barely kissed twice before he asked me to go to France with him. He had a job to do there and he wanted me to go there with him. We only spoke for about 3 hours all in all before that. I had not seen him naked. We barely kissed. And he was inviting me to go to Europe with him. I decided to be spontaneous for once in my life and I went with him. (In the back of my head thinking that I can always fly back if this turns out to suck.)
He did his thing, his little gig or whatever (he is a photographer) and that was that. In one day. We had an entire two-week vacation in the south of France just for one day of his work. I loved it. I felt so glamorous. And we took things really slowly, we didn’t rush anywhere. For example, this photo that you can see of Kyle all naked in front of a huge cruiser; this was the first time I saw him naked. We saw the people from the cruiser and we overheard them talking and he wanted to screw with them so he got naked as they were checking out this big statue that was behind me as I was taking the photo. He knew they had to see him and he wanted to screw with them. I was also nude as I was taking his photo.
Later that day, we laughed about how we first saw each other naked in that way. We made love later that day. It was incredible. We are still together and we still laugh like crazy when we see this photo.

Showing up nude in public

naturst-picsDuecer, teenage boys get spontaneous erections very often and anywhere they happen to be. Showing up nude in public where there also happens to be warm water, a nice breeze, and naked females romping about is going to make your son’s arousal significantly more likely. I recommend that you refrain from insisting to your wife that erections don’t occur at nudist venues, particularly among teenagers, because that statement is way off the mark.

You commented that you didn’t mention anything to your wife about your son’s erection in the water (“I never told my wife.”) The boy is very likely able to sense your need for secrecy in this matter and that fact alone will make him uneasy about it, or even ashamed.

The next time he gets an erection in your presence, be casual about it. Tell him it’s part of life, there’s nothing wrong with having one, he’s a totally normal boy and there is no need to be embarassed. But do emphasize the need to behave appropriately if (when) it happens around others, by not waving it around like a big flag and to just ignore it if he can’t readily hide it. Not bringing others’ attention to it is the best course of action. If someone does notice, he should stay cool as if nothing is going on.

And as one poster already suggested, make sure your daughter does not make fun of him if (when) she sees him with an erection. Thirteen year old boys can be very sensitive about those comments.

I also advise having a talk with “the wife” and admit the information you gave her is not entirely correct. She will almost surely spot your son with an erection one day at the resort. She needs to know he’s having them, and providing correct information on the topic will lessen her shock and embarassment. If your wife knows how likely and normal erections are for a young teenage boy, she can take it in stride when it does occur and not make your son feel bad about an uncontrollable body function.

How did I come to be a nudist

naturist-pageantHow did I come to be a nudist? Well, this is kind of a hard question because I don’t know for sure whether I am a nudist or not. But the fact remains that I am on my way. At least I have made my first, still uncertain, steps. It all started last summer when I first met Andrew. He suggested that we go to a secluded Long Island beach where to meet someone is a very rare opportunity. It was our plan to bring along as many people as possible, but in the end there were only three of us coming: Andrew, me, and my friend Alice.
Alice and I got everything ready for the planned picnic: we bought some food, put on new swimsuits, and took large bedding. Andrew had been already waiting for us at the bus stop. Having been lectured on our tardiness, we got into the bus. There was a long way to go bus and then a few miles to walk, so we started to lose our clothing, piece by piece, while we were still on our way. Andrew took off his T-shirt and used it to cover his head. Alice and I also took off our T-shirts and walked on wearing our skirts and swimsuit tops.
We had been rather tired when we finally got to the public beach. But Andrew did not stop there. Instead he led us on promising to show us some fantastic spot. We were walking along posh villas, the road was dusty and the heat was something devastating. We were dying to dive into cool water and stretch on the bedding! When we had covered another mile we finally took a turn from the main road and walked in a single file along a narrow path that wound its way between bushes and trees. Finally we saw the glade we had been looking for! We disposed of what was left from our clothing and tossed our bags to the ground carelessly and decided to take a plunge into the river. Cool and clean water made us feel alive again. Andrew and I were the first to come out of water.
‘What would you say if I took off my swimming trunks?’ – he asked. Then he continued: ‘I want my suntan to be even’.
I wouldn’t mind him doing so if it was not for Alice being around. I knew she would be scandalized if he were to do this. But I did not object openly to the bloke. He stripped and lay on his stomach, exposing his butt to the sunrays. By the by, the color of his butt did not differ from that of the rest of his body. Terrified by Alice’s would-be reaction, I was waiting for her to approach. Finally I saw her coming out of the water serenely. When she came closer and saw Andrew, she looked like she was stricken by lightning, but she did not say a thing and triying hard to look like nothing had happened, lay down beside us.
So, there we were sunbathing like that: Andrew was nude, while Alice and me had our swimsuits on. When Andrew thought that Alice was no longer embarrassed by his nudity, he took me aside, kissed and said ‘Take off all of your clothes’. Frankly speaking, I had been craving to take my swimsuit off and expose to the sun the paler spots on my body. But in sympathy with Alice I had not done this. But now that we were separated from Alice by a wall of shrubbery, I couldn’t fight the temptation if letting him yank off all the unnecessary pieces of clothing from me. Then we lay on the grass and started playing cards. Andrew called Alice. We did not have to ask her twice, and presently she joined us.
‘Don’t be a coy, go ahead and take your swimsuit off! There is no one around!’ – suggested Andrew, but she only shook her head. I realized that my own nudity was even more confusing for her than Andrew’s, but sweeping away the feeble pangs of my conscience, I remained to be stripped to the bark. After a while we heard the sound of started engine and then an old Buick came into view. There emerged a couple of it – a man and a woman. Having set all of their possessions ready to have a good time, they went straight to the water. They were absolutely nude. Notwithstanding the fact that their bodies were, well, far from being perfect, they were not in the least put out by their nudity and were feeling quite natural. They lay on the beach to sunbathe when they emerged out of the water.
Then it was our turn to bathe. Andrew refused pointblank to put on his swimming trunks. As for me, I put on my swimsuit rather unwillingly, only for the sake of my sympathy towards Alice. I am not sure as for the couple’s reaction towards our emerging from behind the bushes, but Andrew was feeling quite relaxed. He was not even embarrassed by fishermen fishing somewhere at a distance in their boats. When we came out of the water the Buick was already gone and we came back to our old place on the glade. Andrew took off my swimsuit from me without saying anything and wiped me with a bath towel. It was a fantastically blissful sensation to stand amidst flamboyant greenery nude enjoying the life-giving sunrays. And although somewhere deep in my heart I still felt the remains of my shyness, I was very determined to forget about it, not letting it get me down.
Andrew tried to do the same to Alice, to help her to fight her constraint, but she only rushed away in panic from him. After this he let her alone for a while. Then our conversation flowed to discussing the ways of breast enlargement, and Alice started teaching me some daily breast enlargement exercise complex. To demonstrate the work of breast muscles, or maybe because her desire finally conquered her shyness, Alice let her swimsuit slip to her waist, and we started doing the exercises together. Andrew caught us in this very position, kneeling close to each other and doing some intricate exercises. Alice was awfully embarrassed and put the straps of her swimsuit top back on her shoulders.
It was getting late and it was time for us to start packing our things and go back home, but we wanted to take yet another plunge before we leave. Andrew and I decided to do it nude. Holding hands with each other, when the water reached our waists we looked back and to our utter surprise we saw Alice standing by the water… totally nude!
Tired but happy and full of new impressions, we were getting back home. It was our first experience of bathing nude outdoors, an unexpected and enjoyable experience. Now I am anxiously waiting for the summertime to come to continue my acquaintance with nature in its primordial form. Andrew and I plan to go to the seaside. And I know for sure that we won’t need any ‘textile’ pastime by the seaside anymore.

3 Young Ladies are HOOKED on the Nudist Lifestyle

naturist-videoOn my 4th day at Wreck beach, arriving there at 10AM,I found a good spot to lay out my towel and soak up some rays, nude of course.

A few hours later I could hear some female conversation near me, so I sat up and grabbed a bottle of water to drink. I said; hello. One of them asked me how often I go to Wreck. I replied that I was from Edmonton and that this was my 4th day here. They were locals from Vancouver and this was their first time at wreck beach. At this stage, they had gotten around to removing their tops.

Then, another one asks me ‘How come none of the guys get Boners?’ To which I responded ‘That hardly ever happens on a nude beach,believe it or not’. I then asked them ‘How do you like this place, so far? The consensus was ‘ We don’t have loud mouth jerks hitting us up every 5 minutes like at the other beaches!’ At this stage, all 3 removed their bottoms. I said ‘Welcome to the Club’.

At this point, I told them that I am going for a dip in the ocean to cool off. When I got back to my towel, one of them remarked that the water must be cold! I am one who is quite large in the flaccid state, but the cold shrivels it up!

We chatted for a while longer, then we went our separate ways due to some younger guys that seemed to be crowding the area that were clothed in board shorts and T-Shirts.(stupid).

I think the 3 Young Ladies are HOOKED on the Nudist Lifestyle.

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