First Nudist Encounter using a Friend

I never grew up thinking much of nudism, it only wasn’t on my mind. Inside my mid 20s I discovered how much I appreciated being naked after I took showers, and would start spending an increasing number of time naked at home. I guess I was a part-time household nudist for a while, which was excellent.

After some time, I thought Iwant to try social nudism, but I was not certain if I ‘d the nerve. Heck, I’d never even been nude in a locker room. Our school just had us change clothes, so down to panties was about the most exposure I had with others.

After a couple of years, I finally made a decision to give it a shot. I’d chatted online with plenty of nudists and found another guy my age who lived close to me. One day I drove over to his apartment (hands shaking with the first timer nerves) to meet up. Rang the doorbell, and much to my surprise he answered the front door nude and encouraged me in. While I was caught off guard (I believed we’d talk a bit in person before nudity), I still thought it was cool as well as a pretty great ice breaker.

So, I considered to myself “when in Rome” and within about 30 seconds of assembly, I’d stripped down in his front hallway! It was just like ripping off a band-aid! Of course it was a considerably more freeing and liberating experience than taking off a band-aid. Much to my surprise, I wasn’t embarrassed or shy to be standing there naked in front of a complete stranger. It was exhilarating.

We hung out for a number of hours, talked about nudism, watched TV, played cards (not strip poker, of course). It turned out to be a amazing experience and I’m glad I finally gave it a shot after all those years.

That was about 5-6 years past and I’m still participating in social nudism – whether it is at a friend’s house or at a nude beach or resort. Glad I finally gave it that first shot and never looked back!

-Bryan S
Richmond, Virginia
I always knew I was a nudist

Even at an extremely young age, I enjoyed being bare. I had two other brothers growing up so I found it challenging to have any privacy to be nude. My parents had over 6 acres of land as well as on a hot sunny day I ‘d go off by myself and strip off all my clothes and lay in the sun.

As I got older and moved out on my own, I started to sleep nude; nothing is more relaxing than that to get a good night’s sleep. On the weekends, if I wasn’t going anywhere I ‘d be naked round the home for the whole day and do whatever.

Six years ago I eventually made a decision to go to my first nude beach located at Playalinda Beach. It didn’t take myself very long to be naked like everyone else. For the next four years I kept going back once or twice a year. My only sorrow is that I did not go sooner. This past September I finally ran my first nude 5k race at cypress cove. I appreciated so much that I’ve signed up for two races this year.

Today, whenever I can I am always nude in my house or at a nudist resort being free of clothes and stresses; there is nothing like it.

-John V.
Naturism Takes Flight

Sometimes, I will jokingly comment that I owe my thanks and my love for naturism to my company. You see, I work in the airline travel industry as a flight crew member. Back in the day when airlines offered onboard magazines as an amenity for flying customers, I was nonchalantly thumbing through the pages of one of the publications entitled “Outside.”

It offers its subscribers info and advice about outside recreational sports equipment and traveling. One of the pages of the particular problem contained a colorful graphic advertisement for Lee Baxandall’s, “World Guide To Nude Beaches & Recreation”. The name of Lee Baxandall is going to be comprehended by any seasoned naturist or nudist alike (of which I was neither at the time). Lee first took up the activity of naturism in Wisconsin as an Eagle Scout. After, in 1980, he became the founding member of The Naturist Society. He’s likewise an inductee into AANR’s Nudist Hall of Fame. However , I digress. His premier guide to nudism in natural settings peaked my interest. With pencil & paper, I jotted down the address of where to purchase my copy of the worn-out listing of locations where you can vacation, camp, swim and socialize without wearing a single stitch of material. A couple weeks ahead of my meeting with Mr. Baxandall’s guide, I had organized an approaching week of holiday alone in beautiful Maui, Hawaii. After receiving my copy in the mail, I instantly turned to the section of nudist beaches found in the Aloha State and fell upon “Little Beach”. When it was time to board my flight for Maui (this time as a regular joe and not a working crew member), I anxiously anticipated the instant I’d eventually experience a whole week on the sand and by the ocean wearing nothing but my skin and also a smile. That first anticipated ‘bare’ moment has now come and gone. And my recollection of it brings many descriptive words to thoughts: natural, liberating, freeing, exuberating, sexy yet non sexual, energizing, rejuvenating and so much more. And for me, the ‘so-much-more’ contains spiritual reconnection. I believe my nakedness will not belong to me, but rather to Creation. NAKED is how I was ‘created’ and brought into the world. THAT, within itself, makes it spiritual in nature for me. It makes it a great thing, balanced and pure; nothing to be ashamed of nor to hide. Instead, I see my nakedness as something to embrace and to be lived. I need to allow it to breathe my existence. In my view, to deny my nakedness is to denounce follow . I do not care to quiet that breath. It is a gift. I desire it to boom. I want it to grow. And in doing this, I express my sincerest kind of gratitude to the “Giver” of that present; oh, and gratitude to my employer for stocking that magazine on the plane. And for granting me the coveted perk of air travel. It’s the ideal means by which to find and experience more of this beautiful planet’s Au Naturel destinations. Today, I still love flying high Au Naturel!

Long Time Nudist

When I was still a child I always felt good when I was naked, so I’d always make sure I needed to walk to the restroom to take a bath and back to my room nude. When I turned 8 years old I began sleeping nude and also would sit around or lay on my bed in my room bare all of the time, and when no one was home, I’d always be naked in other parts of my house.

When I turned 12 years old I had a friend and streaking was a big craze then, so we would streak every chance we got. Unfortunately my family would never have consented for me to be a nudist, so I couldn’t tell them, nor be naked in front of them.

as soon as I went into my own house I was bare all the time. I tried to persuade my girlfriends that they’d like being a nudist but most would not try it, along with the ones that attempted it did not enjoy it, but I always continued being naked all the time since it’s the only method I wish to be.

Before I got married my fiancee knew I was a nudist and also would continue to be a nudist after we were wed, and after 25 years of marriage she knows I ‘ll always be a nudist.

She is not a nudist. As well, my children aren’t nudist. Lucky for me my family understands being bare is the way I’m comfortable, and don’t mind that I ‘m consistently nude. I loved being naked, and always will.

I’ve been a nudist for 49 years and no way I’d ever change.

Buffalo, New York
Breaking Down Barriers

On a recent visit to a Florida beach resort, while swimming in the Gulf of Mexico, the incredible craving to be nude in the water was too much to suppress.

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I found myself out beyond any other swimmers and removed my trunks. I stayed there for what seemed like hours loving the feel of the water as well as a freedom like I ‘ve never experienced before.

I am a 51 year old man and never would have presumed to do something like that in a private pool let alone the Gulf. The exhilaration I felt left an indelible image of the freedom and awareness of one with nature that I need to carry on.

Upon returning home I promptly joined AANR and am actively seeking a local resort to go to. It’s going to be my first “official” exposure (no pun intended) to a naturist environment and I welcome any suggestions.

Thank you for opening up a brand new phase in my life.

Downingtown, Pennsylvania

This is more a narrative of my first time coming out of the closet as a nudist.

I was always a closet nudist, having seen several resorts, by myself as my wife was not at all interested in it.
Three years back I divorced and afterwards moved to a new neighbourhood. Dwelling alone now, I constantly walked around my home in the nude. I ‘d only come back from a vacation to Cyprus Cove Resort, which I appreciated very much. One day my next door neighbour, Susan nocked on the front door. She came by typically one or two times a week for java in . As usual I had a pair of shorts by the door which I slipped on before I answered the door. She came in, sat down and I proceeded to make coffee for her and I.
She asked about my vacation and I told her the weather was amazing and the resort was fine without telling her it was a nudist resort. I ‘d always been very secretive about my lifestyle choice. Afterward she paused for a moment and said “you know I see you walk around your home naked constantly.” Oh! I mentioned. Yes she proceded to tell me from her bathroon window upstairs she has a perfect view of my house through the one window that really doesn’t have a blind. Before I could say anything she said “the one thing I really don’t comprehend is that I see you then minutes later I ring your door bell and you answer the door dressed.”
I thought for a moment and then just only confessed that I was a nudist and I enjoy being naked in my home. Additionally , I told her my vacation was in fact to a nudist resort. She did not seem at all shocked, in fact she inquired afterward why do I cover up when she comes to the door. I described that most nudist take pleasure in the life but don’t go out of their way to inflict their lifestyle on others. She said she wouldn’t mind(since she’s aleady seen me nude) and that I should be comfortable in my own dwelling. I told her I would think about it.
Two days after she called and said she was coming for java. I made the conscious choice not to dress when she came to the doorway. We sat and talked for hours constantly with me in the nude. She of course was inquisitive concerning the undeniable fact that I’m a smoothie. I described I had the hair laser removed. I also told her about this web site. That was two months ago. Last week she came over for coffee as usual. I excused myself to proceed to the toilet. When I came out I went into the kitchen and there sat Susan, nude. She said after listening to me and reading all the things in these types of newsgroups she wanted to try it.
We meet regularly for java(she comes over in her robe and discards it once in my door). I have asked what her husband would say but she’s given the feeling he believes like my ex wife and that nudity is bad somehow. Anyhow I ‘ve officiallycome out of ! Susan has suggested that another neighbour, Natalie would like to join us for java.

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I will keep you posted on that development.

I dont’t understand if I was courageous ot did not desire the day to

end but several years back while seeing 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 rear of my van and quit,I relized I still did’t want the day to end and threw my clothing back into the van and got behind the steering wheel naked and headed for the gate. I made it to when I relized I was still naked and had sixty miles to go and had to pass through three towns and several red lights before I was dwelling. I rolled down my windows and appreciated the summer wind,passing through the first town and than reaching the second town was easy 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 didn’t continue especially after the police car turned after a couple roads. Soon I arrived in my drive where nude beach gallery departed my van retrived my unused clothing and headed inside hoping not to shock the neighbors what a rush how alive I felt.

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I only done that once and I do not understand why I did’nt do it more generally.perhaps shortly !
Being a nudist weather at a nudist beach or club or even at home will keep you young and living,it does not matter weather you’re young or old skinny or fat tall or brief love yourself be bare be naked be living….

I am not sure how to decide one experience as my first,

since I have had nudist experience over my life which did not really look like nudist encounters.
At about 8, my father, uncle and myself spent a weekend at a “fishing hole’ – no cottage, but a mobile home out in the woods. On the 2nd day of heat and zero fish getting, we went for a swim to my surprise, in the nude. It was fantastic, it was exhilarating and it made my dad and uncle seem so ‘wild and amazing’. That happened a couple of times over a couple of years.
My father passed away when I was 12. That following summer, my mother let me spend about two months with my uncle, aunt, cousins to sort of let me regroup as she was dealing with a lot of the aftermath. My uncle/aunt were not nudists, nor even clothing optional – only relaxed. They had a pool and skinny dipping was the standard (two cousins, boy and girl younger than me). Many times we’d roam in the house still nude, which after all my encounters outside, appeared newly exhilarating.
My mother and I moved to a home in a busy suburb two years after, but it had a privacy fence and nice small in-ground pool. I would get home from school about two hours before she came home from work. Naturally, I skinny-dipped continuously, and once autumn and winter arrived, would go nude a few hours every single day in. The subsequent summer when we opened the pool, I was always permitted to get friends over, and two of my closest friends (man) started skinny dipping. There was always an additional sense of independence when going nude with others.
I eventually began to boldly swim in the early morning, to start the day the very best possible method, understanding my mom was still in the house. wasn’t so much that I was being more daring, more that I was simply more comfy, and wanted not to be ‘stealing’ around in the nude. She saw me skinny dipping several times, as the kitchen window looked right out to the pool and backyard. Initially, I was naturally nervous, but she never formed a major issue of it, requesting me that first time had I outgrown my swimming trunks as I would come in wrapped only in a towel. One day after school was out, I came home from summer league softball and she was outside by the pool. I simply thought ‘what the heck’ and went out with my towel and jumped in. It turned out to be a non-event, because after I left the pool and sat across from her, we began talking about my father, and her telling me how he loved going bare. It could have been the first, truly genuine dialog about my dad we had since he died.
The following morning, I stopped at the kitchen and asked if she needed to join me for a swim. She said she would be out afterwards and she did. After what was bluntly a great deal of nervous energy diving and swimming in the pool, everything was only tranquil and totally open. We spent about four hours talking about my father, our family, buddies, then pictures, music and things I ‘d never think to just ‘chat’ about with my mom. It was sort of an overcast day, along with a drizzle put an end to the time that had flew by to our astonishment. I said I loathed we needed to go in, and she simply picked up my towel with her stuff and went inside. We spent the remaining part of the day interior in a new routine of liberation.
Once I got my driver’s license, and her work became more demanding, we rarely spent time together, and even when we did, it was regrettably inconvenient to relax in the nude it seemed, so it sort of just quit other than infrequent times or early in the morning routine.
So, there are three moments in time for me, and I actually don’t even consider them my first experience.

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That would be at college, my fourth weekend in school, but that is another story and I Have all ready defined the notion of ‘long winded’.

Now this is an experience still gives me nightmares up to this

I was an associate of a band before and we would normally practice at night when everyone’s off from school or work at a buddy’s garage, we were all about the exact same age, around 20-24, I was 20 then and among the youngest so was our pianist who was also a girl, my sister who wasn’t a member of the group, would often join us when we practice since she likes hanging out with the men… then we had the guys: the drummer, the lead guitarist, the bassist, the rhythm guitarist and (extra) percussionist
On this particular night however, two more guys joined the practice just for the heck of it… right in the middle of a single song, the lights went out! after a few minutes of panicking, we found out from a neighbor that it proved to be a citywide blackout, and the lights won’t be back until after about 2 hrs
We were devastated! we desired to practice for an upcoming gig this weekend, so we chose to stay and await the lights to come back on so we could practice some more… and so we remained…
But it was getting hotter and the mosquitoes kept buzzing around our heads if not biting us… one of the men suggested we go take a dip in the small river just behind the house… everybody said yes so we all trooped down to the river…
Nevertheless when we got there, we realized we didnt have bathing suits!!!LOL… so I said: well it’s dark anyway, why don’t we simply take off our clothes and dive right in?! someone chirped: good idea!
All the men got busy taking off their tops and short pants, and jumped into the water in their briefs…it was pitch dark and we couldn’t see a thing no matter how much we extend our eyes!!!lol but my sister and i and the pianist (we were the only girls there) were fairly irresolute..we didnt want our underwears to get wet, or else our parents might find out we didnt “exactly” practice but went swimming in the river instead…we’d be grounded for sure! so nude on beach said among ourselves: they won’t see a thing anyhow, so let us simply take evrything away and jump into the river fast!!!!
So we shed all our knickers bra and panties and everything in and dived right into the cold water!!! whew!! what a relief!! the water felt cold on our warm and mosquito-bitten bodies and the men didnt even understand that we took off even our underwears!!! hahaha
While swiming though, a number of the men would come near us and splash water on our faces, some would attempt to shove us playfully but we needed to stay away from them as far as possible..or else they might find out our secret!lol
After a few minutes cooling off in the water, everyone had had enough, so we all decided to get out of the water and just await the light to come back on inside our friend’s house…
The 2 girls and I decided we should get out of the water along with the men so they would all be too busy getting into their very own garments that they won’t discover us placing our underwear back on
So we got out of the water along with the men…
while we were still trying get into our underwear in haste…would u believe????

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The men were momentarily blinded by the flood of light so we think (hopefully) they didnt see anything..except for the flash of some naked bum and the panties left lying on the earth!!!lol… and yes, those were mine (both the panties and the butt)
They all just laughed and attempted to make light of things while my sister rushed dressing up so she can pick my panties up from the ground and give it back to me…
After that, we all went back to practice laughing but nobody mentioned anything about seeing whatever… However I doubt if they didnt talk about it when us girls aren’t there

My first trip to a nudist resort was neither random nor spontaneous.

It was a completely researched and planned endeavour. I had been at the nude beach, and was prepared for the nudist social scene. My subsequently young wife, on the other hand – not so much. Sure, we were nude at home very frequently; but the prospect of interacting with naked strangers didn’t enthrall her. She’d even turned down a skinny-dipping excursion using a buddy; and it just would have been the three of us in her secluded pool. My goal became clear: to “sell” a totally stress-free clothes-optional experience to my wife.
So I called the local resort with particular questions: how active was the resort during the spring, how clothes-optional was it for first-time visitors. And I discovered the resort was fairly “slow” on weekdays between March and May, and that first-timers were enabled to be clothing-optional. And I managed to “sell” a weekday trip to my wife, together with the stipulation that there would be very few people there, that she’d not be compelled to undress, and we could leave at any point if wanted.
We arrived on a weekday morning; I think it was in May. We checked in to an extremely friendly manager. We returned to our car; I promptly tossed off my clothing, my wife chosen for a buttoned summer dress. We walked around, investigating the grounds; there were maybe four or five members there, probably residents.

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We went for a brief walk on one of the trails; and that’s when I suddenly understood that she had unbuttoned her dress. She had discovered the feeling of read ! That was really the sole goal I’d set that day; for her to at least find some value to resort nudism. And she had. But the actual turning point was when we visited the hottub place; at that point she was sold: she wanted to get in the hottub. So I ran back to the car, grabbed a few towels and came back to find her nude, sitting on the border of the hottub. We got in, relaxed for some time and chose to call it a day. But her perspective leaving the resort was notably different from our entry; whereas she was apprehensively clutching her dress out first few instants there, she was now walking back to the auto with just her towel wrapped around her hips.
That was enough to make it a successful day, as she walked away with a positive outlook on resort nudism.

How did I come to be a nudist? Well, this is kind of a tough question because I really don’t

know for sure whether I am a nudist or not. However, the fact remains that I’m on my way. At least I ‘ve made my first, still uncertain, steps. It all started last summer when I first met Andrew. He proposed that we go to secluded Long Island shore where to meet someone is a very rare opportunity. It absolutely was our plan to bring along as many folks as possible, however in the end there were just three of us coming: Andrew, me, and my friend Alice.
Alice and I got everything ready for the planned picnic: we bought some food, put on new swimsuits, and took large bedding. Andrew had been 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 began 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’d been quite exhausted when we eventually got to the public beach. But Andrew didn’t quit there. Rather he guided us on assuring to reveal us some fantastic spot. We were walking along posh villas, the road was dusty as well as the heat was something devastating. We were dying to dive into cool water and stretch on the bedclothes! When we had covered another mile we eventually took a turn from the main road and walked in a single file along a narrow trail that wound its way between bushes and trees. Finally we saw the glade we had been searching for! We disposed of what was left from our clothing and dumped our bags to the ground carelessly and decided to take a dip into the river. Cool and clean water made us feel alive again. Andrew and I were the first to come out of water.
‘What would you say if I took off my swimming trunks?’ – he asked. Then he continued: ‘I need my suntan to be even’.
I’d not mind him doing so if wasn’t for Alice being around. I understood she’d be scandalized if he were to do this. But I didn’t object openly to the bloke. He stripped and lay on his stomach, exhibiting his buttocks to the sunrays. By the by, the colour of his booty didn’t 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 looked like she was stricken by lightning, but she did not say a thing and triying difficult to look 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 believed that Alice was no longer embarrassed by his nudity, he took me away, kissed and said ‘Take off all of your garments’. Honestly speaking, I was craving to take my swimsuit off and expose to the sun the lighter spots on my body. But in sympathy with Alice I ‘d not done this. But now that we were separated 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 near!’ – 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 remained 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 man along with a girl. Having set all of their properties ready to have a great time, they went right to the water. They were totally naked. Notwithstanding the fact that their bodies were, well, far from being perfect, they were not in the least put out by their nudity and were feeling rather natural. They lay on the beach to sunbathe when they emerged out of the water.
Subsequently it was our turn to bathe. Andrew refused pointblank to put on his swimming trunks. As for me, I put on my swimsuit somewhat unwillingly, just for the sake of my empathy 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.

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He wasn’t even embarrassed by fishermen fishing someplace 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. Andrew took off my swimsuit from me without saying anything and wiped me with a bath towel. It was a fantastically blissful sense to stand amidst flamboyant greenery nude loving the life-giving sunrays. And although someplace deep in my heart I still felt the remains of my shyness, I was really determined to forget about it, not letting it get me down.
Andrew attempted to do the same to Alice, to help her to fight her restraint, but she just rushed away in panic from him. After this he let her alone for a short time. Then our conversation flowed to discussing the manners of breast enlargement, and Alice started educating me some day-to-day breast enlargement exercise complex. To present the work of breast muscles, or perhaps because her desire eventually conquered her shyness, Alice let her swimsuit chemise to her waistline, and we started doing the exercises together. Andrew caught us in this very position, kneeling close to each other and doing some complicated exercises. Alice was very embarrassed and set the straps of her swimsuit top back on her shoulders.
It was getting late and it was time for all of us to start packing our things and go back home, but we wanted to take just one more plunge before we leave. Andrew and I chose to do it nude. Holding hands with each other, when the water reached our waists we looked back and to our complete surprise we saw Alice standing by the water… completely nude!
Exhausted but happy and full of new impressions, we were getting back home. It absolutely was our first encounter of bathing nude outside, an unexpected and enjoyable experience. Now I’m anxiously awaiting the summer to come to continue my acquaintance with nature in its primordial form. Andrew and I plan to proceed to the seaside. And I know for sure that we won’t desire any ‘fabric’ pastime by the seaside anymore.

So the “braviest”…well, could be several. I use to be in possession of a jet ski in southern california.

I would go to Lake Elsenore. On several occasions I’d ski naked…or just troll along dragging myself behind the ski. That turned out to be a different experience. Anyway, one-time skiing I noticed a boat with some passengers in it who saw me. They began coming my way. I fell into the water. It was a woman and two other girls.

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She said hi and asked if I ‘d do that somemore. I was somewhat surprised as I rather I was really going to get an ear full. So, I started skiing around and along side them for . Chatted a bit and planned to hook up afterwards.

On another occasion I was driving to a bare resort with my girl friend. was driving. I just had on a shirt. I got pulled over by the state patrol. ** whew** luckily I did not need to get out of the car. But…my heart was a thumping.

I have laid out nude in my backyard, and balcony when living at an apartment. I’ve gone hiking bare in a variety of locations.

I’ve even had neighbors come to my door who I didn’t know. In one case the one lady asked to make use of the phone. I said sure but told her to wait because I needed to put some pants on. I was surprised when she said that is alright, the she and her pal had been observing me from across the pool place. So I let them in and we conversed.

Being a pilot and when I was flying routine, I and a couple of buddies took off for Lake Mead and stripped while enroute and landed at a non-control field and just kept our clothes away. We ended up camping at a beach a handful of hundred yards away.

I was born in a nation where nudism/naturism is still taboo.

I ‘d my first experience when I was 13. Its during summer vacation and I was learning swimming in a nearby pool. One day, I forgot to wear the swimming torso and I recognized that when I’m about to lose my pants. I really don’t want to go back home for my undies. So I chose to wrap a towel and continue to swim. The towel used to slip off frequently and for the very first time in my entire life that my skin got in direct contact with water below sunlight.

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I felt the coldness of water and the warmthness of the sun with completely nude body. Its a sensational feeling and I fell in love with naturism for the first time.
To be honest, I got into few sexual actions (like naked erotic massages etc) during my adolescent. But I never felt the true well-being in these types of tasks and every time I felt guiltiness in my heart that Iam doing something incorrect. Nudism for at that age is just glaring at nude women. But as I grow-up, I gave-up pussies on the beach .
as soon as I reached my twenties, I started thinking in a matured way and I started adoring naturism. I had the influence of few philosophers on my mind, that makes me to opt naturism. Now Iam comfortable with naked men and woman of all ages around me. Infact , nothing around me is fascinating for me now than my own naked body exposed to sunlight.
But as I mentioned earlier, naturism is not welcomed in Asia. So, I used to limit my activities within four walls. But whenever I get a change, I don’t consider second time to wear my birthday suit

Meet my girl Vasiliska

Hi, my name is Britney and I’m lesbian. It does not really have anything to do with this particular storyline other than I was really prepared for a girl such as this. Her name is Vasiliska. She’s Russian. But I’m getting ahead of myself. There is more to this story and I truly wanted to share it with you. For one, this was the very first time I ever went to a nudist beach, which is an experience in itself and this was also the day I met this gorgeous girl from Russia, so beautiful and so sexy that I never believed I’d meet anyone like that on vacation.
It was last year and this was the first time I went to Europe. Me and a couple of my buddies went on a month long holiday visiting Spain, France and Italy. We were checking out some of the very most delightful cities on the planet and also some of the greatest beaches that I have ever seen in my entire life. And it absolutely was amazing. It turned out to be a real amazing holiday meeting new people, getting wasted around the spot and so forth. If you were to place a gun to my head and ask me which of the countries is the greatest and where we had the best time, I could not tell you. They were all great and we met so many great people that I just could not give you one. However, there’s something that happened in France that made it my favorite element of the excursion and that’s the girl in this picture, Vasiliska.
We met at a bar there, among the largest places for young tourists and locals equally in Marseille that is an insanely interesting and wild town. She was there with some friends of hers as well, most of them Russians who studied in France and who were also on vacation. Let us just say that it was a crazy night. And when there’s anyone who knows how to party, then it is the Russians. I mean, these were all girls who were hardly legal, like my Vasiliska here, just 19 and al read y insane as hell, being able to drink gallons of alcohol without even getting tipsy. When I met her, I knew was something special and the next day I realized how special she is really. Specifically, that night, we concurred that the two of us, just the two of us will go to a beach together.
I met her the next day, still hungover like hell and she was looking like she just had the most refreshing night ever after a night in the opera. I’ll never have the ability to understand those Russians. Whatever the case, she told me that we were going to a nudist beach and I played it great. I said alright. I did not need to let her understand how nervous I was. And we went. It was a bit out of time, but she had rented a car and we were there in under an hour.
We got to the beach and there were perhaps a dozen people there, not more.

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They were mainly locals, a couple of families and two or three couples. It was quiet and it was intimate. And then Vasiliska took off her clothing. I was lost for words. To begin with, she’d the most beautiful skin I’d seen in my life, so creamy and so fresh I nearly came. She was also absolutely shaven and had the most delicious-looking pussy I’d seen to that point. And her boobs, they were just perfect. They were so supple and so perky that I only needed to bury my head in them. But I managed to keep my cool. I asked her if I could shoot a photo of her and she said that I could. And that’s the picture you can see here. Oh yeah, she also had those nipple rings that I thought were just too tacky. Not on Vasiliska. She appeared so beautiful that I only feel in love with her there and then.