First time bare in public? Thatis a good question.

So young that I can not remember. My maternal grand-parents were practical and frugal, and that place the mind-set towards clothes. Don’t get your clothes dirty. “If you’re going to play in the mud, take your clothes off.”
As a child, I had a vitamin D insufficiency, and there were two alternatives, cod liver oil (yuk) and more sun. Since sun was free and my parents didn’t have to drive me to take it, playing bare was the remedy.
Being raised in the rural Lower Mainland of BC, most of it was rural then, exploring (hiking) with your playmates (boys and girls) was the common action (no sports fields), if you got too warm, you went skinny dipping in the next creek, no big deal.

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As a youngster I did not have a bathing suit or a tuxedo. “Why buy something which you’ll hardly ever use?” Visiting the beach proved to be a special event, possibly two times per year, and when we did, it was to one end of the seashore. Mom had a bathing suit (the only one in the family). Father went in the water in his underwear. Granny brought another house dress to wear in the water. Grandpa, my brother and myself went in the water naked but dressed on the beach.
Would you think that my family was very religious at this time? They were, but “small attire” meant don’t flaunt your wealth, not hide what God created, your body. When I was a teen/young adult there were a lot of places in the Lower Mainland that we would go to and bash and skinny dip, but the majority of them have become regional parks now. My first wife did not have a problem with nudity, would strip anytime and anywhere. I was overly conservative.
When I was dating my second wife, Germaine, I in invited her to Wreck Beach. The answer was “I’ll go, but I am wearing a bathing suit.” While pursuing one of my sons, she fell out of her top, and off it arrived. About 10 minutes later, “What the hell.” and off came the rest. The following year the climb/hike became a difficulty for Germaine, so we looked for a nudist club. We located and joined the previous Sunny Trails Club in Surrey, and have been part of organized nudism ever since.
We are likely not true Nudists/ Naturists because nude beach girls believe that nakedness is natural and not sexual. They actually don’t, or there won’t be so many rules to prove that it isn’t. Don’t do this or that, or do not wear this or that, because it might seem to be sexual. More on this at an other time.

My first time storyline is a bit unique, at least in some manners.

I am 37, and 7 years back I was leaving my job, and went to Happy Hour with some coworkers. By the end of the evening, it was down to me, Ron and Shelly, both of whom I worked with.

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We were talking about all sorts of things, and somehow it came up that they both sleep nude. They inquired if I did, and I said yes I did, though I didn’t. I don’t know why I said that – I imagine I didn’t need to sound game. I stayed in touch with the two of those two, we were all close friends. 3 years after that, I moved in with my b/f, and I was telling Ron in an e-mail the bedroom was freezing. He answered back “I think you can’t sleep nude anymore subsequently”. I’d forgotten all about that entire Happy Hour discussion, and I could not believe he remebered! I said something like “Yes, too cold in my new position”, at least understand I was being truthful. 2 years ago, I broke up with that b/f, and was quite depressed. In an e-mail trying to cheer me up, Ron said (among other things), “Now you can sleep nude again”. Once more, I couldn’t believe he was still talking about it.
I found myself really glad that a male was thinking of my body – not that I ‘d feelings for Ron, nor he for me, it only being alone and sad, it was nice that a man was talking about my body. I really desired to keep the naked discussions going, so I started making up stories about being naked around my apartment. It was fun to discuss, but oddly, I wasn’t really doing any of it. Eventually, I did begin to sleep naked, and adored the feeling once I woke up, and had sheets touching every element of my body. I got real curious what it would be like to be naked around others. located a spot that held monthly pool parties in the nude. I was extremely nervous in the beginning, nevertheless they promised me that what ever state of dress I felt finest with was fine. as soon as I got t here , I chose to keep my suit on in the beginning. I chatted with some folks, and it felt really comfortable. In certain ways, I felt idiotic being dressed. Then low and behold who do I see, but my old buddy Shelly from that famed Happy Hour. I will never forget it, she was totally bare and had a large smile. She seemed so amazing, so joyful, so uninhibited – she was everything I was hpoing to be. It was so distinct seeing someone from my “regular” world naked.
At that stage, I was overcome with a urge to show my body, so off went the suit, and I ‘d the best time of my entire life! Everyone was so open and interesting, and I adored the feel of being naked and free. Shelly presented me to some people she knew, we all had a great time. Since then I’ve been a routine at those pool parties and other naked events. It gave me the motivation to work out more, and get toned up. I am in the best shape of my life, am closer to Shelly then ever, and even found a great man. And it was all because I was frightened to say I slept with my clothes on 7 years ago :).

being relativly new to the world of nudism I have

very few nudist experiances so mine would probarly be my first nude experiance, although more recently I met a women at a seashore who told me her first naked experiance she was 17 years old and holidaying with family in the us, her parents had gone sight seeing for the day and she chose to have at a few of the local beaches. after some time of searching she found a wonderful peaceful little cove where there was know one else around and as the day had started out bad weather shrewd she had not packed her bathing suit but as the day had brightened up she believed that she was not able to pass up the notion of a quick swim and as the beach was desserted she didnt think anything of stripping off and taking A dip anyhow after some time of swimming she began to get cold and so swam to a small rocky island about 50 yards out. after heating on the island she began to make back toward the shore after reaching the seashore she made the shocking discovery that while she had been sunbathing on the island the tide had come in and all of her clothes trainers and all had been taken by the sea. she was stranded no clothing no towel and what made matters worse was that she’d walked to the beach so she had no automobile, there was only one thing to do she would have to walk back through a busy resedential estate in broad daylight stark naked, so she did it. she said that she should have seen over 60 people over that to mile walk back to her flat an it was the most exhilerating experiance of her life. now thats bowels !

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Well yesterday I finally had the opportunity to bare the nat- ural, and walk into the sun. To swim carefree in this world. in para- dice.

The shores in the sun. The feeling of the air on my body and the coolness of the clear clean salt waters of the carabean ocean were beyond words. to walk in the most natural and free manner possible, like it was meant to be be. With no spirit to attention. their were hundreds others approximately
However they also were swimming carefree in this fantastic spot, watching schools of fish swim by, and talking to every other like they were best friends. Others were outside walking on the fine white sands of the shore. We were speaking and unashamed, floating and swimming read ily in the amazing blue waters of the bay, the sun warming us with its intense life giving rays from above. Gone were the problems I have had in yesteryear with a swimsuit filling up with air and sand and binding in the worst possible of manners. It was amazing not to need to sit down in a soggy swimsuit for a change. Walking down the beach could not have been easier because even though we all looked a little different, we were all actually the same, without any racial, social or sexual obstacles to overcome.
My wife on the other hand was a little uncomfortable to say the least. Inside my heart I know she’d have loved it if she would have tried it, but there were too many problems for her to beat before she could vindicate losing her body armor. Should you like you could blame it on age, you can blame it on her self image. You could say it is the taboos someone has drilled into her head for a long time, that the body is awful, and seeing it is a sin,or something. ( I actually don’t really know everywhere that this is backed up by facts!)
You could say she’s a little set in her manners or a little hard headed. You could say she only believed nude was coarse and lewd, and consistently nudist public in content. I must admit I believe that it is a shame that 90% of the worlds people are driven by these same miss guided principles.

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I guess I’m lucky to join the 10% or so who may be slightly more amenable to these not so new thoughts.
The Natural One

The Sunday morning dawned bright and early and we had plans to check out of the apartment as soon as possible

, catch some breakfast, organise some lunch and head to the beach before driving back to Brisbane and our flight to Sydney.
However, we’dnt reckoned on this being the weekend of the Noosa Half Marathon as well as the Hastings Street area being closed down for this event. The agent we’d booked through was right in the centre of the region and we ended up parking farther away than our apartment had been from the representative. This was our first barrier soon followed by trying to find someplace for breakfast, which ultimately proved too difficult and we headed around to Sunshine Beach to grab a couple of baguettes, fruit and take away coffee.
Talking to a few surfers while we breakfasted over looking the beach we also discovered that access to Alexandria Bay was possible from Sunshine Beach and was a far shorter walk than from the Noosa side of the National Park. So we immediately headed off and found a parking space from this side of the park.
The walk in was shorter, simply just more than 1km but had none of the dramatic scene of the Noosa side. Anyhow by 10:00 am we stepped out onto the beach and began looking for a space to settle for the day. To the right and south end of the beach there was already a group beginning to form but it seemed to be mainly male and past middle aged so we headed back towards where we had camped the previous day.
The site was easily located as the division Shani had stuck in the sand the preceding day was still there. As we stripped down Angela and I were fast out of our clothing and settling out on our towels. Shani was still fully clothed and shuffling around in her backpack she then pulled out her bikini and draped it over the branch, then the towel was carefully laid out, she sat down and began to disrobe halting when all she had on was the tiniest lace thong Ive ever seen. I asked her if she was going to take that away, and she clarified that she might get bare later in the day, if her confidence came again.
We set there and sunned and chatted for about an hour before a swim was proposed, we looked up and quite several folks had gathered in our vicinity and along the entire shore. Shani stolen out of the thong and into her bikini bottoms, and the three of headed off into the water, Angela and I both nude.

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When we got out onto the sandbank the water was about waist deep and we stood there and crashed against the waves as they rolled in, shortly Shani removed her bottoms and tied them around her ponytail.
When we turned to return to shore there was a line of five guys just standing on the waters edge watching us frolic. None of these men had been there when we’d entered the water and we would need to walk past them to get back to our towels.
Lying in the gutter (the deep water between the sandbank and also the shore) we waited for these men to proceed before making the water. After a few minutes this had not occurred so Angela used her customary diplomatic style and yelled at them, Would you #$*%#ing perverts, piss off!
She had an immediate effect as well as the guys scattered, enabling us to walk straight up to our towels and settle back to some serious sunbaking. We’d been settled for some time when a female voice interrupted our silence.
It was the girl from yesterday, who’d been naked but her boyfriend had stayed dressed. She introduced herself as Sarah, from Melbourne and was asking could she sit with us. We didnt have a problem with that and dialog easily followed.
It appears she and her boyfriend were having a ten day break and he’d suggested Noosa for the surfing and really enjoyed surfing in the very light crowds at Alexandria Bay. She had found the area suitably isolated that she had began sunbaking topless and on their fourth day (yesterday) had decided that nude was fine.
We inquired if the boyfriend (I dont recall his name, but I believe it was Nick, Rick or Mick) had had a problem with her being bare. Sarah went on to clarify that he had an issue with anyone looking at her and he considered she was getting naked to upset him. Apparently Nick, Rick, Mick was surfing at Coolum that day and so she’d walked in by herself expecting to locate some female company and they’d meet up later in the day.
Sarah didnt say it but it was evident that possessiveness proved to be a real problem between them. Anyhow the day glided on and we watched people come and go, we’d a few swims, the pervs stayed away from us, or at least remained undetectable. The four of us remained naked for the remainder of the day and Sarah and I walked the length of the beach together, and took a couple of pictures of the seashore respecting naturist photo etiquette. Sarah is 19 and unemployed and not examining and actually doesnt know what exactly is happening with her life, except a vague plan of marrying Nick, Rick, Mick when he completes his apprenticeship and moving to Queensland. It’s a life strategy I fight to comprehend.
At three we packed up to head home. As we were flying and we recalled of journey (the one after always carry a towel) consistently wear fresh underwear we all had the new experience of being dressed into appropriate knickers, on a beach surrounded by twenty or thirty individuals. I asked Sarah if she intended following the nude thing when she got home and she said she would, but I guess it is just a vacation thing for her.
The trip home was uneventful except that Shani had burnt her bottom merely at the top and her thong was rubbing and giving her hell, so in the Qantas Club she went in the bathrooms and removed the offending thing and flew home commando.

First Nude Beach

My first-time bare experience was when I’d turned 23 and just moved to Monterey, CA for a new job. I was investigating the area prior to starting my job in a few weeks, along with the preceding Saturday had discovered a nude beach along the Big Sur Coast and chose to go there the next week.

I arrived rather early in the morning, made the half mile trek to the nude section and found a good area about 20 yards down the beach from an elderly couple and also a young gentleman who were already down there. I was VERY nervous and decided I’d take it step by step. I laid out and removed all but my t-shirt and boxer shorts and sat on my towel for a while trying to work up the nerve. In the meantime, more people began to populate the shore and soon there was a gentleman about my age only fifteen feet away from me laying out nude reading a novel.

Time passed and one hour at the beach and I still could not get up the nerve. Eventually the guy near me looks over at me, nods “hello” then asks me if I’d like a cold beer. I accepted, and to my surprise he got up and dragged his towel and all his property right next to me, reached in his cooler, snatched a couple beers afterward introduced himself and handed me a beer. Among the first things he said was “This is your very first time at a nude beach, is not it?” I said yes and he promptly said there was no need to worry- no one was going to stare at me or do anything if I took off my shirt and boxers.

So, REALLY furtively away came my boxers but my shirt stayed on. He laughed and said “Now that was not so bad, was it?” I laughed and we continued to speak. Although the boxers were now away, I was sitting up with my knees pulled tightly to my chest, arms wrapped around my legs. Eventually, I became more relaxed, stood up and took off my top then set back down, this time placing my legs out and leaning back, propped up on my elbows. Well, “it” happened almost immediately and I promptly rolled over on my belly, simply to hear a little laugh and “Do Not worry- happened to me my first time too” from my new-found friend.

Within a couple hours I was completely comfortable and was tossing around a frisbee, walking up and down the seashore, and even got invited into a game of Scrabble by a nearby couple. Sadly, the place where I worked in CA went out of business and I moved back to Michigan where nude beaches are non existent and anti-nudity laws are rigorously enforced on public lands. I really wish there was a landed, private nude beach on Lake Michigan! I would be there every weekend!

-Mark P
Grand Haven, Michigan

My wife of 29 years died of cancer. She was raised strict Southern Baptist, so sometimes being naked at home was O.K., but she’d have never considered societal nudity.

A year after she died, I tried various things to get back into the social scene. Singles clubs were uncomfortable, so I started taking short weekend excursions to get out of the house.

One of these excursions found me near Panama City, Florida, about four hours from home. I had seen the Baybares web site, so out of interest I called and asked if a single man would be accepted. When the fine seeming woman on the telephone welcomed me, I asked directions. The nerves grew as I discovered and proceeded along the sandy drive to the club. I nearly turned around three times, however there clearly was no place to turn without getting stuck in the sand. Afterward I came to the cable on the other side of the road that marked the club entry where I was met by a cordial guy wearing a towel around his waist. He let me in, showed me where to park and requested me to sign in at the clubhouse.

The nervousness escalated exponentially as I parked and began the walk to the clubhouse. There, by the pool proved to be a beautiful girl sunning entirely naked. She flashed me a beautiful smile, introduced herself as Gloria and started to chat with me. I could not believe how relaxed she was, even though was fully nude. I then carried on to sign in, pay my reasons fees, and be given a brief synopsis of the rules and etiquette of the club.

I returned to my car to undress. After taking a tremendous breath, I took off the last of my clothing. Then I turned around, in whole panic, but I was immediately met by a throng of naked individuals of all ages and body types welcoming me and inviting me to play water volleyball and attend the potluck dinner that evening. They treated me like a long lost cousin who’d returned home.

It was a fantastic weekend, and it supplied exactly the intimacy with friendly people that I needed so desperately at that time of my own life. Gloria will never understand what a great gift her smile and friendly dialogue was to a solitary stranger. It gave me the courage to return to my car, undress, and begin the next chapter of my own life as a nudist among a number of the friendliest, most welcoming people on the planet.

I remarried a year later and my new wife came to comprehend how important social nudity was to me. After a year of marriage she graciously chose to participate too. She appreciates our trips to Cypress Cove when we can get away a couple of times every year.

My only sorrow is that I waited so long to discover the wonderful experience of social nudism and how friendly people are at nudist clubs.

-Joe B.
Lower, Alabama
Nude at the seashore

On Saturday, July 16th, I went to my first clothing-optional beach at Robert Moses State Park’s Lighthouse Beach. It was early and when I arrived, several folks were already enjoying their nakedness. I looked around and slipped off my top & short pants and in an instant, standing bare and loving it. Nobody stared or gawked and for the next three hours I enjoyed the independence of no clothing. My only sorrow is that I was alone & had nobody to share my experience with. Maybe next time, I’ll have a guest join me

-Tony M
New York
The one thing that disturbed me

My first nudist experience was when my partner and I went with friends to Cypress Cove in Florida. Having lived in Fla many years, I was use to miniature swim wear and extreme sun. So the transition to no clothing and extreme sun was simple. That’s until I reached for my pocket-knife in my pocket. I didn’t have one! Pocket that is. In the clothed world going without my knife I felt nude. Now without both my pockets and knife I was in a quandary. Fortunately, I had a little satchel in my vehicle in which I could carry my wallet, knife, and reading material.

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Once I ‘d overcome my lack of pockets, the friendliness, ease, independence, and openness in the resort made the weekend very gratifying. We’ve been back several times and I am looking forward to our next trip there next week.

-Bob B
Clearwater, Florida
Real Freedom

Our first encounter being socially naked was in 1998. We’d as often as possible been bare privately at home for quite some time since the day we were married but we’d no notion what social nudism was around until we discovered it online. Being born again believers in God, we still felt that nudism proved to be a right, good, and wholesome lifestyle. After more on-line study we were convinced that authentic nudism was not about sex and we scheduled a visit to Pine Tree Resort, in Crownsville, MD.

After driving through the gate one Saturday morning in June, the sight of so many naked people was at first phantasmagoric. We checked in at the office, and were introduced to a nude host couple who would give us a tour of the grounds. We undressed and toured the property. People were swimming, playing tennis, grilling and only relaxing as at any resort in a park-like setting. There was an indoor and an outdoor pool, a hot tub, a hiking trail, snack bar, gift shop, etc.

It was our first time swimming nude, and we have never worn a swimsuit since that day. As the male half of this couple I can say that there was no humiliation with an erection that I had earlier concerns about. You’ll always have a towel as a backup just in case. We haven’t seen that become an issue for anyone. The toughest part of that first day nude was having to get dressed for the trip back home.

We now see White Tail Resort in Ivor, VA consistently, as it is our favourite nudist resort. The people are very friendly there. White Tail is a family oriented resort attended by people of all ages. To be nude all weekend, and to wake up and walk outside nude in the morning and feel the sun and also the air all over your naked body is pure bliss. We now holiday at nudist resorts nearly exclusively.

Our other favored nudist resorts contain Cedar Creek, Serendipity Park, Cypress Cove, and Lake Como. All these resorts are family oriented resorts and are recorded on the AANR website. We all know that we’re safer at a nudist resort than at a hotel. The easiness at a nudist resort is beyond any other we’ve ever experienced. The practice of social nudism has been a lifesaver because of the pressure relief we love while bare.

One day naked around other people appreciating life in this wholesome surroundings is just like a week in a luxurious clothed resort. If you haven’t experienced social nudism then don’t deny yourself this experience. Nudism is a genuine retreat from the uptight and pretentious cloth society we live in. When we see people of all ages playing sports, having a meal together or simply unwinding nude among friends, our only regret is that we did not start this awesome lifestyle earlier.

-Captain & Sweet

Since my early teens, I’ve always loved the feeling of swimming and sunning nude.

Our family had a pool in our backyard deep in the heart of suburbia, and I remember wondering whether I ‘d safely positioned the chaise lounge out of the perspective of any readily offended (or readily titillated) neighbors’ eyes as I stole a couple of minutes whenever I could get the chance to experience what the summer sun felt like on my nude body
And lots of late nights, after the remainder of the family had gone to bed, I would gently ease ito the pool for a skinny dip. It was a amazing natural high.
Interestingly enough, I chose to attend faculty at UC San Diego. During the orientation tour of the campus, the counselor told us incoming freshmen about nearby Black’s Beach — and expressed some surprise when many of us did not know about its staus as one of the best known nude beaches in the country.
So, I understood and there where I ‘d be taking the majority of my study breaks.
I must say, though, that I experienced what I’d anticipate is a normal degree of trepidation when faced with a first-time nude beach experience. I recall going to the shore a couple of times, and staying clothed, attempting to determine whether I was “safe”. I saw that the beach was huge and spread out such that one could very much maintain a feeling of having “personal space”, at what felt like a comfortable distance from other beach-goers whose motives for being there might be drastically less than innocent. Finally, the bait of what I had in the back of my mind always wanted to experience won out, and one day I took my new boogie-board down to shore, and without hesitation discarded my swimsuit.
I hurried down to the water, still a bit nervous, trying not to make eye contact with the few individuals that were nearby. I plunged in the waves, and immediately realized I was having the time of my life. I rode the waves for some time, loving the sensation, feeling like my body was made for this.
I tired after some time, and decided to head back up to the seashore. Feeling more relaxed and confident now, I looked around at some of the others present. I should probably mention here that I’ve been blessed with some pretty good genes, and I should probably also mention that it was impossible not to find the — well, stares — of many of the gay men present.
After a minute or two of nervousness, I quickly determined that this was fundamentally a public place, and going naked was my pick, and that I couldn’t actually stop anyone who wanted to look at me from looking. And that as long as kept a considerable distance and refrained from outwardly lewd behaviour or unwanted advances or harassment, I’d just accept the “eye contact” as a compliment, and think no more of it and love myself.
I was pleased when it turned out that my fellow naked people behaved just as I had figured they’d. And my attitude toward the bare experience is pretty much the same now — taking off my clothing is a choice I make, but I can’t control what you do. In case you wish to look, go on and look, but I trust that you just will not harass or otherwise act distastefully.
To this very day, my recollections of my many, many nude excursions to that shore are some of my greatest memories. In the last few years, I’ve been land-locked, so to speak, near Sacramento, but it is always been in the rear of my head to return to Black’s. I had also like to look at San Onofre.

I dont’t know if I was courageous ot didn’t need the day to

end but several years back while visiting A nudist club in North Georgia which I was a member I ‘d stayed till the sun had gone down, I headed down the hill and was getting my clothes from the back of my van and ceased,I relized I still did’t need the day to end and threw my clothing back into the van and got behind the steering wheel nude and headed for the gate. I made it to the primary highway when I relized I was still naked and had sixty miles to go and had to pass through three towns and lots of red lights before I was dwelling. I rolled down my windows and enjoyed the summer wind,passing through the first town and than reaching the second town was simple 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 did not last particularly after the police car turned after a couple streets. Soon I arrived in my drive where I left my van retrived my fresh clothing and headed inside expecting not to shock the neighbors what a rush how felt.

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I just done that once and hot sex on the beach do not understand why I did’nt do it more generally.perhaps soon !
Being a nudist weather at a nudist beach or club or even at home is going to keep you young and alive,it doesn’t matter weather you are young or old skinny or fat tall or brief appreciate yourself be nude be naked be alive….

It was my first encounter at a “Landed Nudist Club”.

It was at a rustic facility now called Drake’s Ridge in very rural Southern Indiana. I arrived early Friday evening with strategies to camp Friday and Saturday nights. I had a Nissan pickup with a highrise cap which I had outfitted as a one guy sleeper for camping. It turned out to be a warm late spring day along with the weather seemed like it was really going to be showery. I checked in, and was assigned a place to camp. I promptly undressed before I did anything else. After all, that was why I was there.
When I has finished setting up my “campsite” I wandered around the grounds a bit. There weren’t a lot of folks there yet, but the ones who were, were fairly friendly. The pool was open, but being early in the year, was plenty cold, despite the warmness of the evening. As it got , I wasn’t really prepared to go to bed yet. I noticed that there was smoke coming from the chimney in the lodge.
It was still drizzly, but not chilly at all. Still, I thought that a fire might be nice to drive off the dampness. With that thought I got a book from my things and headed for the lodge. Inside there were several seats and couches in a semi circle around the fireplace. I put my towel down on one (nudists always carry towels to sit down on), sat, and opened up my novel.

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People drifted in and out, and I talked to quite a few them, including Ellen, the owner/manager who was still waiting for people to come and check in. She turned out to be very active in the national naturist organizations, and was also a political activist who had done a lot to help the cause of nudism in diverse legal arenas.
It was during this time a van pulled up outside and in came a family. They consisted of Mother and Dad with three children. There was a 13 or 14 year old girl, a boy of 11, along with a younger girl who seemed to be about 8. Overhearing their conversation with Ellen, it was evident that they were regular members, and had a permanent camper already set up. The children were obviously unsettled after the vehicle ride, and the parents looked like two individuals who’d worked all day before beginning on their weekend trip, in other words; tired. It wasn’t terribly late yet, so the parents sat down on a couch opposite me and began to relax. The children, on the other hand were in no mood to take a seat. As children normally do, they had their own program. “Mother, can we go to the frog pond?” After a moments thought she answered, “That Is fine, but take your clothes off first.”
I was instantly struck by several thoughts. First of all was, “What a really unusual thing to hear a Mother say to her kids in a public place. The 2nd thing was, “That makes plenty of sense.” It wouldn’t matter a bit if the kids got wet and boggy playing in the rain. They would rinse right away. Here was a Mom who wouldn’t have a lot of laundry to do after the weekend. My third realization was a feeling of belonging. I was eventually in a world that made sense to me. I was one of a group who had managed to lay aside the man-made, and live in a way which was comfortable and natural.

As a kid from about 7 years old, my mate

, his sister and I ‘d take any opportunity on those popular Aussie summers to get nude under the sprinkler.. and on the odd occasion would ride our bikes nude up the street.. that continued for us boys but when my mate’s sister got nearer to puberty she slowly became diffident about it.
When I was 12 the girl from across the road and in addition a class mate got the first in ground swimming pool in our street, right through from my place, bingo!.. and we including her friend would start swimming in our usual swimwear until the dacking fights would begin and all swimwear ended up across the backyard and up the tree etc.. which always appeared to result in skinny dipping.. and again as the girls got older it happened less often.
I started becoming more adventurous and wanted to try as many things in the nude as potential.. so I devised bare mountain bike riding in the fern tree forests near my area.. and occasionally was able to dare a friend or two into it.. and merely when the friends become fewer when it came to sharing naked activities, I found The Sun & Health Nudist Magazine plus H&E, and I could not believe my eyes.. other folks of all ages and walks of life did everything in the nude.. so I did not really invent bare mountain bike riding after all.
The following problem was I was still much too young to be driving to these exotic and hard to get to spots. I’d dream of one day visiting the planet ‘s largest nudist resort at Cap d Agde in the South Of France. But in the meantime I’d wag and sneak down to Sunnyside Nudist Beach at Mt Eliza a 3 hour excursion by train and bike.. and for the very first time in my life I was fully nude in full view of fully grown naked woman .. it was so surreal..

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I didn’t tell my fabrics partners as I believed they’d never consider me.
And finally the long awaited day came.. I turned 18 and got my permit, along with a partner and I headed right to The Box Hill Pool Saturday Nude Nights with my partners and then to my 2nd most dreamed about area, River Valley Nudist Resort in Echuca on the Murray river, a 3 hour drive and very worth while.. it spun us out.. everyone of all ages were totally nude and so awesome about it. I did everything you might just about imagine.. I still couldn’t believe I was 18 and playing pool or billiards nude with a naked 20 year old girl and her younger sister, and her father didn’t desire to kill me, this was all completely legal.. like wow man! I thought, not in a sexual way or else that would have been evident.. the father just called out “gidday guys who’s winning the game?” as he walked by us in the games room, and he didn’t pursue me with a firearm!
I ‘m a bit more social with my nudity now as well as on the very odd occasion my adolescent daughter Paris comes to Sunnyside Nudist Beach with me, but favors to go skinny dipping on the quiter back seashores with her close friends.. she’s not as shy as her brother who wont try it at all.. Lately I did every radio show in the nude with Jodie my co host with our introduction of NudeVember to do our little bit to promote nudism in Australia