I first realized I enjoyed and loved practicing nudism some years ago

naturist-nude. My closest friend whom I went to high school with (and we’ve been out of high school for bout 2 weeks when she and her husband invieted me over for the weekend(Fri,Sat,and Sun),is where I was first introduced to nudism.
Yes, she and I were very close friends,but for some reason I didn’t know she was a nudist(or a least she was at/and in her house. I can clearly remember when she called me on the phone and invieted me over for the weekend. She asked me to come down and spend the weekend with she,her husband/and family,but that she and her family absolutly love being barefoot and nude(practice nudism),and that she and her family would be barefoot and completely nude in the house when I got there.
When I got to her house she answered the door,and just as she told me on the phone she and her family were barefoot and nude. I was actually very comfortable with this,I think she was nervous to see my reaction,but she told me on the phone to expect this,so I was toatlly comfortable with it and that’s just what I told her. She said wonderful and invieted me to take off my clothes too and practice nudism with her and her family,and that’s exactually what I did.
naturist-nudistBeing barefoot@nude is an absolutly wonderful feeling. I took a vacation three years ago and while investigating the best option I found it,so I called for some information(talked with one of the college girls that worked there as well as the young woman who owned it.
The girls told me it was an absolutly beautiful ,tranquil place with a lot of activities,but most of the activities “everyone participated “barefoot and nude”(including the staff). I told the young woman that was fine and sounded wounderful,so I made the reservation. It was a very relaxing and wonderful 10 days
I do have wonderful friends(although a small group and mostly women)),they love practicing nudism and even though there’s only 6(in town),the other friends(3) who practice nudism live half hour away from me. Although we are only nude the the house,or each other’s house. We all have regular jobs and wear clothes.

I actually started down the path to being a nudist

all-ages-nudismThough I’ve considered myself a nudist, or naturist, for about 9 years now (I’m 41) I actually started down the path to being a nudist right before I entered my early teens.How I learned of nudism I don’t recall. Since I was raised in an extremely conservative family I do remember that my parents opinion of it wasn’t positive. So I’m pretty sure doing something that my parents would be against was part of my motivation for me at the time.
During the summer of 1975 my mother got a job. Up until then she had been a stay at home mom while my dad went to work everyday. With my mother working now too it meant that suddenly I had the summer home to myself during the weekday.
I started by being nude inside the home while they were gone to work. Usually I would just do stuff anyone might do but I would do it nude. One time I saw some sunshine coming in through the front door and decided I wanted to get outside nude.
At this point I should describe my neighborhood. It was an older blue-collar neighborhood in a major Texas city. My backyard was a little larger than half an acre. When they built the neighborhood they didn’t include an alley. At the far back there were two very old wooden tool sheds (which play a part in the story later), some trees, and a near jungle of bamboo that blocked views to the homes in the back. On either side of the back yard were other homes with just a wire fence separating the yards. This meant our property was open to viewing by neighbors on either side. They had fences, trees, and structures that meant none of the neighbors beyond them could be seen. The front yard was average sized with a driveway and no fencing or privacy for the majority of it. We lived on a curve at an intersection with another neighborhood street.
all-contris-girls-feets-and-nudes-photosMy first experiences going outside nude were in my backyard when my parents were gone. I would look to see if the neighbors cars on both sides were gone (being that everyone worked I assumed that meant no one was home) and then strip and go out the back door. I found it exhilarating every time I did this. So I decided to find more ways to be nude outside more often. Which meant I needed to find a way to be nude when my parents were home.
I decided to convert one of the ancient tool sheds into my own personal naturist resort. What I told my parents was that it would be my “club house”. Of course since I didn’t have a club I guess that didn’t matter. It would have simply seemed to them like another one of those crazy ideas I had all the time. One of the tool sheds, which I suspect had actually been a rather good sized workshop long time ago, was in pretty good shape structurally but it was a disaster inside. Decades of dirt and junk had piled up. So I grabbed a broom and paper towels and started cleaning. Once it was clean (to use the word loosely) it was time to make it private. So I got some trash bags, which were solid black, and cut the seams and used them to cover a large open part that faced a neighbor’s house. Since the tool shed was in the far back buried in the bamboo I was secluded from our house and everyone else’s now. Plus, the other shed, which was larger, gave additional protection from the view of the neighbors. I don’t know how many hours that summer I spent out there listening to the radio or reading while nude.
But none of this was enough for me. So I decided to push the envelope some more.
In the summer of 1976 I started climbing out my bedroom window nude at night while my parents were asleep. My bedroom window was on the side of the house with a brick wall separating it from the neighbors. So being there meant I was outside looking at the front yard while nude. But since it was dark no one could see me from the street. The only risk was if my parents decided to check on me and noticed I wasn’t in the room. Gradually I started to walk further and further into the yard each night. Being that it was around midnight or later there wasn’t any traffic and no one was outside but me. Nor could they see me from any windows. At least once or twice I jogged down the block to the stop sign and walked back.
But this wasn’t the biggest risk I took. At this time I also stopped using the back door to get to my backyard when my parents were gone. Instead I decided to walk out the front door nude, in broad daylight, and around the house to the front gate. But rather than use the gate I would climb over the fence just for the experience. Anything to enhance the sensation of being nude. And this was when I started climbing trees in the back yard, which was risky as well.
Now comes the really foolish part of the story when it all falls apart. One day, Lord knows why, I decided to take the trash out while nude. Maybe I was naпve and thought I could simply get away with this since I seemed to get away with so much else. Or maybe it was the thrill of the risk of getting caught. Remember there wasn’t an alley so garbage pick up occurred in front of the house next to the street. So here I go wearing just my birthday suit out to the street carrying a bag of trash. And wouldn’t you know it some neighbor kids (who I didn’t know) went by on their bikes, stopped and stared for a moment. I turned and walked back in the house scared I was going get in big trouble. Nothing seemed to come of this over the next day or two so I figured it was cool. Boy was I wrong.
Later that week I went to a youth event down in Houston. Upon my return as I was dropped off by a friend I saw my parents sitting on the front porch as they often did when the weather was nice. But when I came up I saw they weren’t happy. It was then that I learned that the kids had told their parents who had called the police. The police had arrived while I was gone to investigate a report of a “flasher”. But when they spoke to the kids that had seen me they were so intimidated that they wouldn’t talk and the cops agreed not to pursue it.
Now don’t go thinking I was out of the woods yet. As I wrote earlier my parents were very conservative and didn’t approve of nudism. They just couldn’t understand why I would do something like this. And they talked about how disappointed they were in me. So this ended my outside nudist teen adventures to say the least.
Off and on through the years afterwards I would still occasionally be nude inside while home alone. But even after getting married, my wife and I didn’t go around the house nude. Then about 9 years ago I learned of Christian Naturists and found there was no conflict between my faith and naturism. In fact, I learned that they actually go together. By visiting naturist web sites I learned more of naturist philosophy and body acceptance. While my wife became a household nudist I accepted social naturism as being a big part of my life.
Today whenever the temperature permits I’m nude at home. I’ve written numerous articles for the Christian Naturist newsletter Fig Leaf Forum. I maintain two naturist web sites as well as participating here on Cat’s message board and others. And I’m a moderator of a local Yahoo Christian Naturist group, which meets together monthly. So now I’m participating in social nudist events at house parties and naturist resorts. All of my close friends are either naturists or know of and have no problem with my naturism.

My parents are not nudists, but …

My parents are not nudists, but several times we went to the lake, which is close to us (3km), and bathed naked!

1712When I was 16, I went alone to the lake and bathed alone naked, after a few days ago I was a little boring, to be naked only in water or on shore, and so I made a small walk naked and barefoot, I walked through the area around the lake, but not far, by the end of the nudist place. The next day I went back to the lake, I went out but did not go into the water, but about the nudist place, stark naked except for the sneakers. As the nudist place was over, I saw a small road that goes in the woods beside the lake and I thought I was going because sometimes the other. I ran around naked in the forest. I saw many trails that you can also go by bike, and I got the idea immediately, sometimes naked to ride a bike.

The next day it was time for me to bike ride, so I did not go to the lake, but equal to the woods, I took off down to my sneakers. I knew that the forest is not passed by many people, so I drove a few kilometers. I made a few days until I once thought, came up to go home. I went to the main road, but did not dare to home, which is 200 meters away from the road.

One day my mother said that we visit Grandma, I said that I did not accompany him: “I go to the lake.” So I went on the road to the lake, undressed, put my things in the bicycle basket and went back into the forest. After several hours it had become quite dark, and when I was back off the main road, I thought that I must quickly crossed the street to try to go home. In two minutes I was in our garden. The day was great for me, but I did not know that I saw a neighbor. She told my father the next day that I went home at night naked, my father told me nothing.

A week later my parents had free, but they have not with me to the lake, but remained in the house. My big brother (19) and sister (21) were in holiday in Spain.

So I went to the lake, was a little, and after half an hour I went with my tennis shoes on the bike. It was stupid that I left my things on this day at the lake. But my parents also went to the lake, not to bathe, but to watch me. The saw that I went away on a bicycle naked. My parents took my clothes and went home.

After several hours I returned to the lake and suddenly I had a big shock I did not see my stuff!

I was looking around like naked – but nothing, I was almost to tears.

I did not know what to tell my parents when I showed up naked at home, and I was afraid that I will be seen on the way to the house, and it was the weekend and a lot was going on. I waited until it was dark, and after much thought, I went home. Luckily no one saw me, I think in any case, made fast to our garden gate and left my bike. I quickly went to the basement and up the stairs just to go in my room, but my mother had caught me!

“Come here Anna, what’s the matter with you?” said my mother. I wanted to say that you had stolen my stuff, but my mother had in her hand! I can not describe to you my shock! My mother took me into the kitchen and we sat down, I wanted to put on me, but my father was against it. “You stay naked until we have talked about it,” he said. We talked for nearly an hour, and they said simply that they do not mind if I show myself naked or naked in the house move. My father said to me: “Are you staying for three days naked in the house, come to your brother and your sister from leave, that is your punishment, even if you do not want that.” I spent three days naked at home, so I made everything naked and found it super cool!

When my brother and my sister came back, my mother spoke to them. My brother laughed at first, but was not, however, my sister had absolutely no problem with that, they also found it cool, and visit it is so. My parents first to talk about it, most have no problem with that, but if someone is against it, I pull at me, of course.

Now I’m 19 and for three years naked. The appeal to experience something special, just naked, only to be out with sneakers, which I still have, but before I talk with my parents. I go naked to my friend who lives next door, our neighbors all know that I am a nudist fan, and have all seen me naked! Two days ago I told my mother that I would go naked to our relatives to visit, and we went there, I return to at home naked and again. I have seen much, write soon!

Translator’s note: What a wonderful story and what is remarkable for a girl! Truly independent children and young adults who follow anyone except her soul, so rare.

After she eased her bottoms away and joined me nude

6749I’d gone over and stayed back from the shore getting up enough nerve to go over to the shore. Eventually decided it was something I ‘d desired to do, so walked on down, found a place and took off my swimsuit. The following measure was to get up and go play in the water that I did.

Another time was at a warm springtime and there was another man there sitting in a seat nude. After sitting in the springtime for awhile, I got out as well as enjoyed the sunshine nude additionally. At first when other folks came, I’d place the towel over me, but after observing him, I had the guts to remain uncovered with the the next couple of folks that came. When the top slide a little to reveal one breast and so she casually pulled it upward again. It seemed like she needed to join in, or at least go topless, but simply could never move ahead with it.

She’s not into nudism and so occasionally when we’re alone someone and I ‘ve gone naked, she isn’t really approving. But it’s early in the year and I was longing to get some naked time in the sun, so simply walked right outside and put on the lounge chair. With the solitude wall at this spot, I was expecting she wouldn’t say anything or be upset. She joined me in her bikini and seemed comfortable with me laying out nude. Later on she took her top off which was somewhat astonishing. After she eased her bottoms away and joined me nude. Even more astonishing was the next day when we were going outside to catch some sunshine. She did not even trouble to set her bikini on, but simply went straight out nude. Looking forward to the summer with her to see how much she’s willing to really go.

One last time to connect was when I was at a little resevoir and was putting on a inflatable mat floating on the water. I ‘d on some swimwear that had some clasps, so I released the clasps and loved floating on the mat naked. There were boats going by and some others on the shore, but it felt so fine. I’ve done this again after I got past the initial first time.

I never believed I ‘ll have the ability to go naked on a beach

I never believed I ‘ll have the ability to go naked on a beach
7318Before I begin writing anything else and before I discuss with you my story of my first nude beach encounter, I believe that I must say several things about the girlfriends I went with. These are my three best girlfriends that I’ve understood for a long time, ever since we began first grade. We stayed great girlfriends all these years and every year (when we can manage it), we go for a holiday down to Mexico and check out a fresh location each year. It’s been our little tradition for a few years now and we’ve had some wild times south of the boundary. Nevertheless, this last year was actually something else. It was the very first time we went to a nudist beach and I only need to discuss our experience.
We initially believed that it’d only be another one of our excursions, all four of us were actually psyched to go and we actually wanted the holiday. Also, we chose to go someplace where we could actually kick back and relax without needing to party all night long. We determined on a location called Riviera Maya that’s just south of Cancun, but in addition merely south enough to avoid all of the crowds that harass Cancun. When we got there, it absolutely was like heaven. Well, it was one of these areas. I really could recommend it to practically everyone.
And for a day or two, everything was going as planned. We were relaxing on the shores entire day long, went out for several drinks in the evenings and we were, if we’re fair, being a dull group. Actually, it was becoming a bit too dull. I mean we were still in our 20ies and however exhausted you get over the course of the year, you do need some pleasure when you go on a holiday. That’s when one of my girlfriends, Tyra, said that there’s a shore where nudists go, something of a combined shore at which it is possible to go either clothed or in the nude. This was something we never attempted before and we determined that it will be a great way to spice things up a bit. We also expected that there would be some men there that we could take a look at in the nude.
8570The very first thing that we noticed when we got to the shore is that everyone was in their swimming suits, guys, girls, everyone. As it turned out, this wasn’t true. The nudist section of the shore was a bit down the shore and we soon began seeing a growing number of folks enjoying their day in the seashore in the nude. There were ladies in topless, girls which were completely bare and even a few extremely hot men all naked and showing off.
Then it hit us we were extremely self-conscious. I made the decision to give topless a go as well as the image which I sent you is only that. Tyra in the middle, all naked and without a care in the world.
The independence is intoxicating as well as the sun feels so fantastic on the nude skin.

we should test out seeing a nudist beach

6273Life would be an extremely dull and quite a unhappy place if not for best friends. All of us have them and we can’t imagine our lives without them. For me, it’s these two girls, Amanda and Lucy. We spent some wonderful times together and we carried each other through some really difficult times too. Well, these have consistently been Lucy and Amanda for me.
Also , they are completely distinct. Lucy is more like me, timid and demure, almost introverted while Amanda is the different side of the coin. She’s mad, she’s daring and she’s constantly trying to find new approaches to create me and Lucy feel uneasy. I really could spend days listing all of the encounters she’s put us through over the years but that’s not the purpose of the narrative. The purpose of the narrative would be to let you know about my first nudist experience. Our first nudist experience and about the very first time that I understood that I find my best friends appealing in a sense that’s somewhat more than merely friendly.
Needless to say, it was Amanda that proposed we should test out seeing a nudist beach on our next excursion to Europe. Me and Lucy declined before she could stop the sentence but that’s when Amanda used one of her greatest weapons, her powers of persuasion that wouldn’t be set to squander in CIA Or another government agency. This girl could get a drowning man to get a bottle of plain water. Actually.
It was this wonderful section of the French Riviera and it was so secluded that you just can hardly locate it by injury unless you understood precisely where you were going. It was likewise a large camp with hundreds of individuals, couples, families, mainly young families with small children. Needless to say, there were also several groups like us, largely a bit older than us and mainly girls too. I believe there’s some sort of a policy about single men coming in, either alone or in groups.
And astonishingly enough, being nude came extremely natural to all three of us. Even Lucy, the most self-conscious of us had not a problem getting undressed and sunbathing totally naked before all those folks. I adored it. It was the very best feeling of my entire life. And then there’s the substitution from cold of the ocean to the heat of the sun. In general, it’s exciting and extremely sexual. Which is something I didn’t anticipate.
Something else that I didn’t anticipate in the least was that I’d find myself looking at my two buddies and thinking about kissing them and touching them. They still had tan lines as well as their bodies seemed so perfect and so natural all nude and in nature. I only needed to let off steam and I’m hoping to god that they WOn’t read this text. I am hoping that they don’t and yet I am hoping that they do. I have no idea. It’s all quite perplexing.