Two first encounters

I started appreciating nudism by sleeping in the nude. Afterwards I began to do my work around the house bare. My wife was surprised when I came downstairs naked one day and I could tell her reluctance.

One late summer day after working on the boat I was extremely warm so I drove over to the lake. Because it was mid-evening there were quite few people at the beech so it managed to discover a secluded area. I walked into the lake and when torso deep took off my swimsuit. It felt amazing. Before I walked out of the water, so as to not offend anyone, I put the suit back on. I will never forget the feeling of the first time nude in Lake Michigan.

Near the end of summer I walked from the lake into the dunes. I removed my swimsuit and was nude outdoors, other than my backyard, for the very first time. I remember thinking to myself that I’m a “nudist.”

After trekking in the dunes several times but concerned about clothed hikers I decided on trying a nudist club. The best part of going to a club is that can question along the nature trail, go into the pool, etc. and not be concerned about other folks.

Being at a club, it does not matter if someone is nude or not. YOU can be bare and enjoy. I only wish I would have started this before.

Everything I Thought It Would Be

After discussing a visit to Gunnison Beach here in NJ, my lovely wife and I made the decision to make the excursion. I am 40 and my wife is 41. We were both aware that it was ‘clothes optional’ and I understood that most individuals would be naked, but I think my wife believed it’d be a 50-50 split (bare, partially nude).

When we got there she was a little overwhelmed. She didn’t take her suit off at all. Nonetheless, after a while of sitting in our chairs and viewing the scenery, I believed I really could take the next step. I asked my wife if she believed it was OK, and she looked at me with a look that said, “are you mad?” But she afterward said, “sure, go for it.”

A few seconds later, I stood up and took off my swim suit. And guess what? Nothing happened. No earthquake. No bolt of lightning. Nothing. Everyone went about their business.

I, however, loved this new feeling…sitting in the sun, wind blowing…it was extremely refreshing and freeing. I adored it. After a couple of beers, I asked my wife if she wanted to walk to the water with me. Again, she looked at me with a look that said, “are you insane?”

I said, “why not.”

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So, at first she did not need to go, but after a second she said certain. That was quite intimidating. I am walking in my birthday suit through dozens of women and men.

Anyway, the water was wonderful. Swimming sans clothes was a first for me also…and it was another wonderful experience. I made the walk from our chairs to the water three or four times, every time loving it increasingly more.

I would like to return and try it again. My wife is now talking about going back and removing her top. Hey, whatever makes her comfortable. We are going to see how it goes.

-Craig J
New Jersey
Our Nude Experience

When I was a boy the words “naked” or “nude” weren’t part of my family’s vocabulary. The sole nudity we understood started with your shower, and finished as soon as you could grab your towel. My brother and I never went shirtless or barefoot. We were never even allowed to wear sandals or flip-flops. Being bare was never an option.

As always, life continues. Faculty, work, marriage, children, divorce; all flew by in what seemed to be a short period of time. With the dawn of the Internet I found out about this thing call “social nudism.” I was intrigued and also the thought grew slowly that I’d like to engage in this naked experience. After my divorce, I began to sleep in the nude, which I found to be much more comfortable than wearing pajamas. Still I lacked any social interaction with other nudists.

About this time I remarried. My wife, of Eastern European background, was open to our sleeping nude. Following the children moved out to begin their particular families, we started to be much freer with our clothing at home and we talked regularly about nudity and whether it was right or wrong according to Biblical standards. As Christians we desired to do the right thing. Examination of the Scriptures led us to the final outcome that simply being nude, and being nude with others wasn’t in battle with our Bible. We began to be nude at home increasingly more. We still hadn’t been able to go everywhere that let nudity.

Ultimately we had our chance one winter when we were on a Caribbean cruise. The boat docked in Jamaica. I ‘d already found out that we could get day passes at a resort that had an Au Natural isle. We took a cab to the resort and checked in at the desk. They desired to show us round the resort but astonishingly my wife would have nothing to do with this type of tour. She wanted to get out to the island when possible. I could not agree more. As soon as we arrived, we located two lounge chairs in a bright location. We had our clothes off in the blink of an eye. Like many others have said, it was so great to be nude. We swam around a little and then came the moment of truth – meeting other individuals. We talked to some of the other guests and loved our time there so much we truly hated to leave. Being nude on the island was so natural and easy. We were solicited!

This summer we have traveled to three nudist clubs/resorts. We even ran in a clothes optional 5K race at Turtle Lake Resort in Michigan. We’d so much fun. My wife and I agreed that we should have done this earlier! Why did we wait so long?

-John Y
Our Michigan First Time

My wife and I regularly holiday in Michigan. We’re home nudists for the last six months. By this I mean that we were remaining naked occasionally after a shower and then we began being naked before bedtime. We drink coffee and eat lunch naked.

My wife was unwilling but she concurred that there clearly was no harm since we have been married more than 35 years. This summer we went north and found a isolated lonely shore in northern Michigan. We walked for miles to discover a peaceful spot to read and sunbathe. Most beaches in Michigan are full of noisy kids and angry parents. We merely needed seclusion to locate some peace and revel in the sunshine.

Nevertheless, I went swimming after an hour of sunshine and my swimsuit got too wet to lay down on my towel so I took it off. My wife, who is awfully self-conscious and extremely religious was worried that we might be arrested for my nakedness. We are conservative Republicans and we do not condone criminal acts. But I explained to her that as long as nobody was seeing me naked I committed no crime.

She was becoming hot and after much complaining she also carried of her swimsuit and went for a dip at the lake. I really don’t understand why being nude is a crime if you have a designated spot where it could be authorized to be without your clothing. Anyhow we’ll start writing our representatives to change the laws in the Michigan National Lakeshore in order that people do not have to feel like criminals if they offend no one.

I actually don’t understand why with the membership your organizations has, nobody has come up with a strategy to legalize some areas of Michigan to be clothing optional. We must alter the perception that nakedness is a violation which should be penalized by the law. A lewd act ought to be punished but a nude body isn’t a reason to be arrested or punished.

Oak Park, Illinois
Let the Adventure Begin!

I have always found it interesting how different people define their “first time” nudist encounter. While the first social nudist encounter is an important event, I truly consider two “first times” when I think of my nudist life.

First, is the conscious choice to embrace nudism as part of who I am as a man — to buck social standards, to accept something some others see as peculiar. From my earliest period, I’ve always loved being bare. Nonetheless, I was far from open about it, keeping it concealed, keeping it to myself, and like many others, only spending time nude when alone. Why? Fear. Anxiety about ridicule, humiliation, and not being who others wanted me to be.

Additionally, there was a particular amount of self doubt that perhaps my nudist hobby was “a bit odd.” Perhaps it was just a period. It wasn’t until early adulthood that I eventually said, nope, isn’t bizarre, it isn’t a phase — it’s pure, it’s wholesome, it is authentic, it is interesting, and it’s beautiful. More to the point, it is part of me. I’m quite proud of that conclusion. It is an achievement every nudist or naturist shares.

My first “social” experience was not at a club or a seashore or anything like that. It was in my dwelling. It was the night I got up the nerve, turned to my wife and said, “I think I’d like to be nude round the home occasionally…..merely because I like it. Will that freak you out?” Clearly, she understood I definitely loved being naked, but I had never sought out time to be nude only for the pure enjoyment of it. Obviously, she did not mind. I’ll never forget the exhilaration of walking into our family room, only moments later, completely nude.

Since then, I have had many “naked adventures.” As much as I cherish each if them, they all go back to the day I first decided nudism was going to be a part of my life and the night I shared it with the love of my life. I am a better man for it — more joyful, more understanding, more accepting. I’m happy to say I have never looked back!


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