Before I get on with the narrative of how our first nudist experience altered the marriage that my

loving husband and I enjoyed for years, I’d like to point out that this is not us in this graphic. It is a fun-loving German couple that helped our union alter and develop into something completely new. to our last holiday and all the fun that we had in Spain.
It all started sometime last spring when my loving husband and I were arranging our next vacation. It has been our small convention to go to the Mediterranean but even the most delightful portion of the world can get a bit boring after a couple of years. We have been everywhere, from North Africa to turkey and we had lots of fun everywhere. But this time we decided to do something entirely different and we decided that a great idea would be to try out nudism. We had some friends who did this and they always told us how it was fantastic. Plus, we both got into shape over the previous half a year and we really felt comfortable. I mean, we were still in our prime and we were confident that we’d not be a sore sight for anybody.
We located this great resort in Spain and we booked our vacation. When we got there, we began believing that we were maybe overly daring as all those naked bodies intimidated us a bit. Still the people there knew just how to treat first timers and there was no one pressuring us to get naked the very minute we stepped on the grounds of the resort. And it worked. I can tell you as a girl it is liberty that cannot be matched by anything else. Not needing to wear those annoying bikinis or swimsuits actually liberates a woman and also the sunshine and water feel great on the breasts and the clit. It feels sexual and sensual all at exactly the same time.
And then, the 3rd day, we met the couple kind the picture, Eric and Greta, a great couple from Bohn, Germany who were regular guests at the resort. They were approximately the same age as us and we overheard them talking about a film me and my husband enjoyed very much.

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It turned out that they spoke perfect English and that they were looking for new couples to meet there. I immediately found that Greta had an amazingly round and healthy butt and that her pussy was all shaven and extremely alluring. I really could say that as a woman. I cannot even imagine what my husband believed.
Regardless, we spent the next few days together, doing everything together and after , you stop seeing that you are all naked all of the time. And yet, there was always this electricity. This never occurred to them in each of their years at the resort and after a couple of drinks, we decided to do something about it.
I usually do not wish to reveal the aspects, but let us just say that it was the wildest night of our own lives and that it was more enjoyable than you could imagine. There clearly was no awkwardness as well all saw each other naked before and it was insanely fun. It was likewise hot as hell as Eric and Greta definitely understood what they were doing and we were not half bad either. We spent the next night together as well and we have stayed in touch. We are seriously contemplating making this a routine thing and it has really brought new life to our union. Not that we were in a downturn, but nudism along with swinging is the best thing ever.

Well, this is kind of a hard question because I don’t

know for sure whether I ‘m a nudist or not. However, the reality remains that I am on my way. At least I ‘ve made my first, still unsure, measures. It all started last summer when I first met Andrew. He proposed that we go to a secluded Long Island beach where to meet someone is a very rare opportunity. It absolutely was our plan to bring along as many folks as possible, but in the end there were only three of us coming: Andrew, me, and my friend Alice.
Alice and I got everything prepared for the planned picnic: we purchased some food, put on new swimsuits, and took large bedding. Andrew was 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 couple of miles to walk, so we started to lose our clothes, 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 quite tired when we eventually got to the public beach. But Andrew didn’t cease there. Rather he guided us on assuring to reveal us some fabulous area. We were walking along posh villas, the road was dusty and also the heat was something crushing. We were dying to dive into cool water and stretch on the bedding! When we had covered another mile we eventually took a turn from the main road and walked in an individual file along a narrow trail that wound its way between bushes and trees. Finally we saw the glade we’d been searching for! We disposed of what was left from our clothing and tossed our bags to the earth carelessly and made a decision to take a plunge into the river. Andrew and I were the first to come out of water.
‘What would you say if I took off my swimming trunks?’ – he requested. Then he continued: ‘I need my suntan to be even’.
I’d not 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 didn’t object openly to the bloke. He stripped and lay on his stomach, showing his butt to the sunrays. By the by, the colour of his buttocks did not differ from that of the remainder of his body. Terrified by Alice’s would-be reaction, I was waiting for her to approach. Eventually I saw her coming out of the water serenely. When she came closer and saw Andrew, she seemed like she was hit by lightning, but she did not say a thing and triying difficult to seem like nothing had occurred, lay down beside us.
So, there we were sunbathing like that: Andrew was naked, while Alice and me had our swimsuits on. When Andrew thought that Alice was no longer embarrassed by his nudity, he took me away, kissed and said ‘Take off all of your garments’. Frankly speaking, I was craving to take my swimsuit off and expose to the sun the lighter spots on my body. However, in empathy with Alice I had not done this. However, now that we were divided from Alice by a wall of shrubbery, I really couldn’t fight the temptation if letting him yank off all the unneeded pieces of clothing from me. Then we lay on the grass and began playing cards. Andrew called Alice. We did not need to ask her twice, and presently she joined us.
‘Do not be a coy, go ahead and take your swimsuit off! There’s 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 lame pangs of my conscience, I stayed to be stripped to the bark. After a while we heard the sound of began engine and then an old Buick came into view. There appeared a couple of it – a guy and a female. Having set all of their possessions ready to have a great time, they went straight to the water. They were totally nude. They lay on the beach to sunbathe when they appeared out of the water.
Afterward it was our turn to bathe. As for me, I put on my swimsuit quite unwillingly, only for the sake of towards Alice. I am not sure as for the couple’s reaction towards our appearing from behind the bushes, but Andrew was feeling quite rested. He wasn’ obstructed by fishermen fishing somewhere at a space 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. It was a fantastically blissful sensation to stand amidst flamboyant greenery nude loving the life giving sunrays.
After this he let her alone for a while. Then our conversation flowed to discussing the ways of breast enlargement, and Alice began educating me some day-to-day breast enlargement exercise complex. To demo the job of breast muscles, or maybe because her desire eventually beaten her shyness, Alice let her swimsuit chemise to her waistline, and we began doing the exercises together. Andrew caught us in this very position, kneeling close to each other and doing some byzantine exercises.

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Alice was really embarrassed and place the straps of her swimsuit top back on her shoulders.
It was getting late and it was time for us to start packing our stuff and go back home, but we wanted to take still another plunge before we leave. Andrew and I decided to do it nude.
Tired but happy and full of new beliefs, we were getting back home. It absolutely was our first encounter of bathing naked outside, an unexpected and enjoyable experience. Now I am anxiously awaiting the summer to come to continue my friend with nature in its primordial form. Andrew and I aim to proceed to the seaside. And I know for sure that we will not need any ‘textile’ pastime by the beachfront anymore.

We decided to really go to Paradise Lakes in Lutz, Florida (Near Tampa).

After reading the board along with a couple of private e-mails from members we decided this may be the best “positive” environment to give nudism a try. (My boyfriend has been a nudist for a while)
When you drive up there is a large gate and privacy fencing all around. There is a gaurd at the gate who steers you to the main office. We went in and signed in, we had a booking. Our house for the weekend proved to be a lovely Condo with a wonderful loft, and an extra bedroom.
It was kind of un nerving detecting nude people walking around! There was a tennis court where folks were playing tennis au-natural. I really had a case of the shys at first. My boyfriend was quite understanding, nevertheless he got undressed right away like nothing was wrong… I undressed, but felt so much better having a sizable towel around me….
Excellent bright warm day. They’ve a huge pool where there were quite a couple of people swimming, kids, old folks etc.
There’s a tavern and grill there where we stopped and had an ice tea and just kind of watched. Everyone was extremely nice, and after awhile I basicly felt more out of place with all the towel near, so basicly I merely “lost the towel” It was actually a “freeing” moment. No one leered at me, in fact we just sort of combined right in. I felt quite comfortable.
That evening we drove into town to get a steak, genuinely interesting restraunts about. When we came back we disrobed and went to the hot tubs. They’ve two there. One which is really hot and a longer one which is warm.

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That tub had lots of folks there merely speaking. But it appeared everyone was having a fun time dancing and loving the music. We spoke with several extremely fine people. One couple had come over from England for a week at eden lakes. This was their fifth visit, which they do yearly.
On sunday we pretty much just relaxed. We took a canoe outside, naked of course and paddled all around this wonderful calm lake. Observed carefully for gators, though didn’t see one, yet I ‘m not one to take a chance!
Had lunch in the poolside grill, great burgers. The gift shop there was actually . Had some very tasteful body jewelry and scarves and wraps and such. I picked up this extremely pretty pink coverwrap. All in all I had a WONDERFUL experience and can not wait to go back. Or perhaps reach a nude beach! Thank You so much to everyone here for all the encouragement and information. Ill be watching the board for information on other resorts and beaches

A Model Nudist, Part One

I grew up in an extremely modest home. Full nudity was confined to the bathroom and exclusively consisted of shower or bath time. I really don’t remember ever seeing anyone else in the house nude. Perhaps that is why nudity fascinated me as a teen (beyond the normal curiosity about sex, etc.).

Somewhere around seventh grade, I began reading fantasy novels by Edgar Rice Burroughs and Conan books by Robert E. Howard. The covers of these paperback books featured amazing paintings by Frank Frazetta or Boris Vallejo. Many of them involved nudity by members of both genders. The nudity wasn’t of a sexual nature; the characters in the paintings were involved in other endeavors. Lots of them involved fight, where I figured nudity was undoubtedly not advantageous.

The narratives in the books featured scenes of casual nudity fairly often, particularly the Martian novels of Edgar Rice Burroughs. Both John Carter (from Earth) and the Martian characters thought nothing of running around in the altogether. Actually, the John Carter character’s method of transport to Mars constantly required him waking up naked somewhere on earth. My youthful head wondered what such a location would be like, where one could be free to be oneself and not be embarrassed.

I ‘d just heard of “nudist colonies” as if they were a distant happening (the film “A Shot in the Dark” being the most famous reference). In high school, I heard rumors that there was a nudist camp somewhere in our county, but in the days before the Net, a teenager like me had no clue where to go to learn more.

She mentioned in passing that she drew nude models in her figure drawing class. The thought of modeling for such a class was both scary and exciting at precisely the same time. I ventured over to the art building and saw a sheet on a bulletin board advertisements for versions. They were paying five dollars, which, at the time, was better than just about any other job I could get. My drawings were horrible, but I was not overly interested in drawing. I wanted to witness a session and see the method by which acted, was handled, etc. It took me awhile to assemble the guts to sign up as a model myself, but I finally did.

I got a call from the coordinator of that open session. His model had canceled for that night, and he needed someone to cover. I taken somewhat reluctantly. Once I hung up the phone, I recognized that the class started in less than an hour. I took a long walk around campus before entering the studio. There were only two women who had shown up to attract that night. It was election night, and I’m sure a lot of people stayed home to watch the returns.

I didn’t even have a robe, but the female model I had noticed had not had one either. I simply stripped down beside the modeling platform. I got down to my panties, took a heavy breath, and eased them off. Both women did not run screaming that there clearly was a nude man in the room.

-Dan H.
Fort Worth, Texas
Surprised the Supervisor

My wife and I were interested in trying out the nudist experience. While in Ohio, on holiday, we chose to see Paradise Gardens (outside Cincinnati). Getting out of the car, we shucked our clothes, grabbed a towel and went searching for the office.

When we explained to the manager that we were neophytes, she exclaimed, “This is your first time and you also are already naked!”

Yes, we were, and we certainly enjoyed our say at the gardens.

OY VEY! My Jewish Mother

I was raised by a Jewish mother who instructed me that revealing skin was the worst thing on earth. She also instilled in me that my body was definitely not beautiful or perfect. I heard it all of the time. Cover up. I even had to wear shoes in the home when visitors came, because my toes were “strange looking” in her eyes.

(Pirates Cove in Malibu). He needed me to go with him. I thought he was nuts. I resisted at first, but then he finally talked me into it. He promised we would leave if I could not manage it.

I scaled the rocks with trepidation. We got onto the shore, I threw my stuff on the sand, looked around and went WOW! It took me maybe 20 seconds to take my clothing away. That entire summer was like the summertime which I fell in love with myself and my body for the first time ever.

I missed it. I felt like something was missing. No one would go with me. My reaction was pure excitement.

I begged them to take me. We arranged it for the following weekend. I was so excited that I made myself ill. Nothing was going to prevent . I went anyhow, and that was the day I rediscovered myself-the day I became extremely living and whole again. That was 1993. Today, I live in a nudist resort in Land O’ Lakes, Florida; and I am so lucky to be able to live here. As a single gal, I feel safe.

Land O’ Lakes, Florida
We Never Looked Back

We were curious, apprehensive and fearful, all at exactly the same time. We researched various options and chose “The Terra Cotta Inn” at Palm Springs for our first time excursion. Once we walked in, it was clear this was not going to be our regular vacation. We were shown around the grounds by Mary Clare and then went to our room to get unpacked.

After a couple of minutes, we ventured outside and my wife was convinced she’d leave the bottom half of her swim suit on. After less than 5 minutes, she saw that she was the sole individual with anything on and immediately took them away.

On that first trip, we met amazing people that have become life long friends and can not picture life without nude recreation.

If you have thought of trying it, stop thinking and start planning. You won’t regret it.

This Altered My Life

I understood the cool summer wind and how it felt so great so I got into the hot tub.

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For the rest of that summer I did not put on garments. My parents were frightened in the beginning but they realized this was what made me happy.

Doylestown, Pennsylvania

First Time Experience

This might seem a little strange, but I first got interested in nudism once I was about ten years old. I read the Adam & Eve story and wondered what it would be like to be naked outside. So I went out to a patch of woods near our house and took off my clothing.

It felt amazing with the sunlight and atmosphere on my bare body. I’m intending to join WhiteThorn Lodge this year.

I additionally have being to Avalon Resort in WV.They have a nude bike show there in the summer. It is always a great time.

-Bob H.
Mannington, West Virginia
Scared, But For What?

Finally the year that I turned 40 I got brave enough to really enter the gate and discover what I was missing.

as soon as I disrobed in the parking lot I felt completely relaxed. This is actually the very first time that I went into the pool and allow the suns rays dry me and felt the wind lightly caress my whole body. The feeling was quite refreshing.

Today I go to Rock Lodge with my fiance. Rock Lodge was her first experience. At Rock Lodge I experienced two firsts. It was the first time that I walked in the rain nude and I also had the opportunity to drive my car that way too. We find the folks there to be somewhat friendly and we feel really relaxed there.

What I was afraid of I ‘ll never understand but I am happy I took that first step several years back.

-Jim A.
New Jersey
Proud To Be an Advocate

Having been exposed to nudist magazines as a kid, I always covered the delight of being naked. It wasn’t until I went off to school that I was able to actually join a club in Spokane, WA. What a thrill being able to be with other like minded people of all ages. Upon moving to Seattle I had the opportunity to join another club in which I attended monthly swims.

While I am kind of isolated from the west side clubs and resorts here in Oregon, I more than ever consecrated to the nudist lifestyle and promote it every chance I get with family and friends. I can not think of a better way to spend time residence or when the weather is fine outside. When you have tried it, you will never look back.

-Rod N.
Pendleton,, Oregon
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.

About 1968 we were listening to a radio show. The topic of the show was free beaches. I knew what they were but Sharon didn’t have a hint. I had not brought up nudism with her since I had a poor encounter with a prior girlfriend I attempted to introduce to nudism.

Sharon asked (in a kidding way,)”You want to check that out, do not you?”

I mentioned, “Sure!” I mentioned, “Fantastic!, let us do it!” The next week the show had folks from nudist resorts talking about national bare weekend.

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The host asked why people would go to a resort and pay ground fees when they could proceed to the free beaches. They gave several good reasons. Sharon said the resorts seemed better and if we go we’ll go there. I asked her if she desired to really go to Santa Cruz. We put on suits, shorts and t shirts. Sharon asked where I was going; I said it was a surprise. as soon as I pulled in to a drive, she inquired again.

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

She inquired if we needed to get nude right away. She said no, get comfortable, than get bare. We drove in, I got nude, but Sharon did not right away. It took her no time to take all her clothes away. She said she felt out of place with her clothing on.

Sharon passed away 9/11/2001. Not a great day! restarted nudism after her departure.

-George F.
Fallon, Nevada
My First Bare Experience

It was May 1960, I was a student at U of Champaign. I ‘d been reading nudist magazines since I was in high school, starting about 1950. At first I looked at the pictures, but after becoming bored I started to read the magazines. I decided that someday I’d want 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 attempted to go.

I drove to the camp. as soon as I arrived the woman in the gate inquired if I’d written to get permission to visit. I said no. 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 that I came. I said I’d attempt. After the spring semester was over we both went home and resumed dating. In around three weeks I asked Josie to go with me to this camp I’d seen in Indiana. I told her it was a real nice area, the folks were pleasant and friendly, there was a pond to swim in, volleyball courts, etc. I said I believed she’d 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 eventually told her we could go skinny dipping in the pond. When she discovered that she asked if this place was a nudist colony.

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

-George F.
Fallon, Nevada

Modesty, Body Image & Why I’m Joining NYC Bodypainting Day

Guest Blog by: Nicolette Barischoff
After I first came out as a naturist to my family (made up of Burning Man hippies and ultra-conservative Christians likewise), reactions ranged from “Yeah, I somewhat figured,” all the way to “Did Not you do this a few years past?”
I have pretty much always been nude. It’s hard to pin down when or how that happened. My parents were both fairly conventional non denominational Christians, and the importance of modesty was stressed at me early and often. It just did not actually require. I remember countless lectures on the sanctity of a girl’s modesty, the mysterious and unexpected weight of obligation which was a Woman’s Body. “You’ve a woman’s body, now, you can’t simply go around without thinking!” I recall quiet, careful, urgent asides reminding me how vital was my job in making certain that guys weren’t frightened / filled with unshakable lust / given erroneous notions about me. I wasn’t trying to embarrass them, I just never quite deciphered what there was to be embarrassed about.
Quite simply, my brain fires in random directions to make my muscles do all sorts of bullshit that I did not request them to. I don’t walk; I use a wheelchair to get around, or if I am at home, my hands and knees. I have always needed more help than most individuals. That usually meant help getting dressed or using a particularly inaccessible restroom. When my parents were not around, that meant help from close-strangers. This modesty, this easily shattered virtue that I was supposed to guard more attentively than a girl guards anything else, had to be drop in an instant if the conditions demanded it.
How, then, was I supposed to button myself back into my modesty after I Had just had a stranger pull my panties up for me? How was I supposed to understand when to care about who was pulling up my panties, and when to not? It didn’t take long for me to understand that nobody had any really great answers. If strangers picked by chance and I was on a naked sailing cruise in the British Virgin Islands 6-7 years could gaze upon my nude body without turning to stone, just who exactly was I protecting? The children? Myself? No, I still didn’t give a shit. Guys? Not even gonna dignify that one.
I suppose what I’m saying is, despite the efforts of my exasperated family, I never learned modesty. It never felt important. I have to lay on a floor to pull my pants up. Am I to lay on the cold linoleum of the bathroom with the warm comfort of the living room’s eighties carpeting just a few feet away? Fuck that. I ‘m used to folks who shouldn’t see me nude seeing me nude. They all lived, and so did I.
Still, I never took that dip and called myself a naturist. Old ideas die hard.
My first ever experience with intentional public nudity would not come until I was twenty one, on one of those big European Faculty tours, faced with my first French plage. The atmosphere was a disclosure. I ‘d understood that European seashores were usually topfree, but I wasn’t anticipating the absolute naturalness of it. Bodies of shapes and sizes, naked to My feelings have not changed much since: with neither snarky comment nor creepy leer. Kids and their mothers.
And their mothers’ mothers.

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Grownup sisters. Locals and obvious tourists. And adolescent boys weaving through them all, utterly unfazed, as if they have seen this every day. Because they’ve. I looked over to my newish boyfriend (who would later get promoted to full partner) with a question in my eyes. His response to that question was that it wasn’t up to him. It was my body, and therefore up to me. Up to me. Off the top went, as fast as I could get rid of it.
And, oh, holy crap, there I was. It is strange to comprehend our society does not allow our breasts to feel ocean air. And then that feeling, that sweetness of liberation and exhilaration and daring, passed. Surprisingly fast. And then I was simply a human, one among hundreds, existing as I was most comfortable. I never looked back from that.
Nicolette Barischoff Getting Nude and Painted for BodyPainting Day
I’ve been naked in public a lot since then, among other people and, occasionally, all by myself, the naked voice of reason among a bemused and clothed crowd. The wonderful girls of the Outdoor Co-ed Topless Pulp Fiction Gratitude Society were kind enough to compose an article about me. But to date, I’ve never participated in an art project on the scale of Bodypainting Day. On Saturday, I’ll strip to your skin in the centre of Manhattan with a hundred other lovely people, all professionally painted, in full view of a city that could not understand me, and I ‘ll feel more comfortable than I ever do wearing garments.
It is challenging to have an optimistic body image when you are disabled. Individuals approach disability with such a spectrum of assumptions, and thoughts about what you should do or be or how you should behave. And this never includes having a body. That old notion of modesty comes additional hard when people are not used to thinking about what you might look like naked. That’s why I am doing this, why Bodypainting Day is so crucial that you me. It’s the supreme expression of body-positivity. It is artwork and acceptance and independence. It’s an exploration of our relationship to the body, and a direct challenge to the infantile belief that most of us “simply should not be seen naked.”
I genuinely hope you will join me.

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I actually don’t believe it was courageous, but I locked myself out

of the house once and was naked outside in brianna beach doctor adventures . It was great outside so I could not stay out too long and wait for my wife to get home from work.

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The hide a key was out front and it was in the midst of the day. Had to go around front and get the key.

I could have run but decided simply to walk quickly. Got the key and ended up injuring myself in the process. Should have hid a key in the backyard.

After I posted this reply I thought of one brave thing I did do. About 3-4 years past, we went to our nude beach. We’d been there several times alone. hadn’t met anyone yet and there was these two couples, one of the couples had their 3 children with them. They were sculpting a mermaid in the sand.

I could have been questioned why I had a camera or camera-less, they might have thrown it in the ocean, nevertheless they liked me, so I took the picture, gave it to them and we’re good buddies with them today. The women really helped my wife feel better about social nudism so it all turned out excellent.

My wife has always been reluctant to go bare on the beach

– she’s stripped off to swim when found unprepared on a really hot day – but has not every really felt comfortable with the idea.
This year we took our vacation in France and went to the seashore at Espiguette near Grau du Roi. We’d been there on several previous occasion. One section is naturist but the two years we went there we didn’t venture to that section of the seashore as my wife did not fancy it. Subsequently there was the year we encountered the Mistral – a powerful wind that defeated my attempts to fix our parasol. We found that there was a cafe with sunbeds and parasols at the start of the naturist section. We installed ourselves and I went naked while my wife wore her bikini. When we swam she usually removed her top because she doesn’t enjoy swimming with a halter neck. Her normal practice is to subsequently shift into a dry bikini for sunbathing.
Day One.
This year we arrived at the seashore after a 300 mile drive from our overnight hotel. It wasn’t! From time to time she would take off her top to sunbathe on her belly. We chose to go for another swim. From that point on she swam nude but sunbathed in her bikini.
Day Two.
My wife swam nude but continued to wear a bikini for sunbathing. When lying on her belly she removed her top but when lying on her back she went in for strap juggling. She does not like rubbing suncream on her breasts and she is very concerned about them getting annoyed. On our journey she’d bought some variable 30 Roc suncream for her face in a pharamacy and she had been given three little samples of their variable 60 product. She decided that the following day it would be simpler to try that on her breast and go topless.
Day Three.
Topless for sunbathing and walking; bare for swimming.
Day Four.
At the beginning of the day it was a bit breezy so for the first walk my wife wore her bikini top – “for warmth not modesty” but for the remaining portion of the day she was again topless or naked for swimming.
Day Five.
After swimming she decided to remain nude as her skin was a little red where it was squeezed by the rubber band of her bikini. To my surprise she even stayed naked for a long walk along .
Bare all day but one bikini packaged “in case”.
No bikini packed. My wife declares that she is now a naturist but would not need to strip off in England because it’s too cold!
Many guys have posted about their wives being reluctant naturists. It’s simply a case of patience and supplying the right environment. It is only taken a little over thirty years of union … My wife says this is the most relaxing vacation we have ever had.

Several years ago, when I was just beginning to

investigate social nudism, I was travelling across the state for a meeting or something. My route took me very close to a nudist resort that I’d needed to see. I pulled off the principal highway, and down the ever increasingly smaller road. I wasn’t wearing much to start with, and pulled off the remainder about half way down the small road.

Since this was a nudist resort, I saw no requirement for clothing, and got out of the vehicle, and walked into the office totally naked. I walked in to find the guy behind the desk was clothed, in addition to the two couples in line ahead of me. I felt really NEKKID! He finished with the first couple and we smiled at granny sex on the beach as they departed. He said there would be someone here soon. I was a bit nervous, but no one appeared to care that I was naked.

A couple of instants later, I heard something outside the door, and turned to look. In walked a family of five. Husband and wife, with their three children two boys along with a girl that were between 18 and 16. All five of them were entirely naked and barefoot only like me. It made me feel a lot better. My tour guide showed up right after that, and we were gone.

It was a strange experience, but I recall it well.

Invade Wall Street Guest Website By Jordan

Did felicity accidentally ignite the Invade Wall Street Protest?
Occupy Wall Street – For every one of you who are unaware of the scenario, Felicity was the young lady who was detained this summer on wall street during the art performance Ocularpation. All of a sudden this Inhabit Wall Street demonstration flares up – Coincidence??? Maybe but improbable: Ocularpation (which was an art endeavor by Zefrey Throwell who was striving to make a point that Wall Street lacks responsibility) sounds eerily similar to Invade Wall Street not to mention the place. So naturally Felicity and I went down to talk to the protesters. On our way down there we had to sit in traffic because the Wall Street protesters caused so much mayhem on the Brooklyn Bridge that the NYPD closed it down – not a great start but we pushed on.
Poster at Occupy Wall Street Demonstration
Once we got there we found a group of individuals – Largely in their 20a?s – singing, holding up signs and chanting their distinct mantras. We were expecting to speak to the organizers but couldn’t find out who they were. After attempting to talk to some of the folks there (without making any headway) we decided to speak to some of the protesters. We spoke to several people who appeared to be enthusiastic about stopping the status quo on a complete mess of issues, but had no ideas about what should be done instead.
Authorities Poster Invade Wall Street Demonstration
After about an hour or so we just decided to leave empty handed and with no questions answered.
While I don’t comment frequently this is one subject that I simply can not appear to let go of. Eventually there’s a group who will willingly take a stand and fight for change, but how could I support this type of valiant effort when I have no idea what they actually believe in? Without any clear goals, no physical direction, bench marks for success or specific ideas on the way to better the state what would I really be supporting (and of course the fact that they seem to have a great deal of facts which can be simply incorrect)?
Posters at Occupy Wall Street protest
So in any case, I have no idea if Felicity’s arrest had anything regarding it, but I sure hope not. Starting a massive demonstration of naysayers who look to be fighting against everything and could be happier when the police are forced to intervene is My Bucket List that I ‘d ever put my name on. Spreading fear, inconveniencing the public and hoping for the next shot of someone getting slammed to the ground by police is not something I ‘m willing to support.

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In closing I just need to add a few points. If these protesters care so much about the various issues then why haven’t they sent individuals to staff soup kitchens, clean up city parks or do anything that would affect the city in a positive manner they’ve probably cost the city millions by now so do not you think it’s only fair if they were to shoulder some of the weight by helping out the people of New York City? Or are they just going to continue shouting and screaming till we NY’ers are forced to pay more in taxes to cover the expense they are creating?
As for Felicity – we still will not be overly sure why she was detained, but she’s due in court next month so send her tons of positive energies!
This article about the OWS movement was published by – Young Naturists & Naturists America