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


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