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! http://voyeurwebz.com restarted nudism after her departure.

-George F.
Fallon, Nevada
My First Bare Experience

It was May 1960, I was a student at U of Ill.in 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

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