I started enjoying nudism by sleeping in the nude. Later I started to do my work across the house bare. My wife was surprised when I came downstairs naked one day and I could tell her unwillingness.
One late summer day after working on the boat I was really warm so I drove around to the lake. Since it was mid-evening there were quite few individuals at the beech so it managed to discover a secluded place. 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 very first time bare in Lake Michigan.
Towards the end of summer I walked from the lake into the dunes. I removed my swimsuit and was nude outside, other than my backyard, for the very first time. I recall thinking to myself that I’m a “nudist.”
After hiking in the dunes several times but concerned about clothed hikers I decided on trying a nudist club. The best part of visiting a club is that can wonder along the nature trail, go into the pool, etc. and not be concerned about other folks.
Being at a club, it doesn’t matter if someone is bare or not. YOU will be nude and appreciate. I only wish I would have started this earlier.
Everything I Thought It Would Be
After discussing a visit to Gunnison Beach here in NJ, my partner and I decided to make the trip. I’m 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. Yet, after a while of sitting in our seats and viewing the scenery, I felt I really could take the following step. I asked my wife if she thought it was OK, and she looked at me with a look that said, “are you crazy?” But she then said, “sure, go for it.”
A couple of seconds later, I stood up and took off my swim suit. And guess what? Nothing occurred. No quake. No bolt of lightning. Nothing. Everyone went about their business.
I, however, adored this new feeling…sitting in the sun, wind blowing…it was incredibly refreshing and liberation. 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 mentioned, “why not.” So, at first she didn’t want to go, but after a second she said sure. That was rather intimidating. I am walking in my birthday suit through dozens of women and men.
Anyway, the water was amazing. Swimming sans clothes was a first for me also…and it was another great experience. I made the walk from our chairs to the water 3 or 4 times, each time loving it increasingly more.
I would love to return and try it again. My wife is now talking about going back and removing her top. Hey, whatever makes her comfy. We are going to see the way that it goes.
Our Bare Experience
When I was a boy the words “naked” or “nude” were not part of my family’s vocabulary. The single nudity we knew 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 nude was never an alternative.
As always, life continues. School, work, marriage, children, divorce; all flew by in what appeared to be a short span of time. With the beginning of the Internet I found out about this matter call “social nudism.” I was intrigued and the idea grew slowly that I’d like to take part in this nude adventure. After my divorce, I started to sleep in the nude, which I found to really 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 sleep nude. Following the kids 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 needed to do the right thing. Examination of the Scriptures led us to the conclusion that simply being nude, and being naked with others was not in conflict with our Bible. We began to be nude at home increasingly more. We still had not been able to go everywhere that let nudity.
Finally we had our opportunity one winter when we were on a Caribbean cruise. The ship docked in Jamaica. I had already learned that we could get day passes at a resort that had an Au Natural island. We took a taxi to the resort and checked in at the desk. They wanted to show us around the resort but surprisingly my wife would not have anything to do with this kind of tour. She needed to get out to the island when possible. I could not agree more. When we arrived, we found 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 spoke to some of the other guests and we loved our time there so much we really hated to leave. Being naked on the isle was so natural and easy. We were hooked!
http://videonudism.com/teen/nude-at-the-beach.php ‘ve traveled to three nudist clubs/resorts. We even ran in a clothing optional 5K race at Turtle Lake Resort in Michigan. We’d so much fun. My partner and I agreed that we should have done this sooner! Why did we wait so long?
Our Michigan First Time
My lovely wife and I regularly holiday in Michigan. We’re household nudists for the past six months. By this I mean that we were staying nude sometimes after a shower and then we started being naked before bedtime. We drink coffee and eat lunch naked.
My wife was reluctant but she concurred that there was no damage since we have been married more than 35 years. This summer we went north and found a disjunct alone beach in northern Michigan. We walked for miles to find a peaceful area to read and sunbathe. Most beaches in Michigan are full of noisy children and angry parents. We merely wanted seclusion to locate some peace and enjoy the sun.
However, 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’s extremely shy and extremely spiritual was distressed that we might be detained for my nakedness. We’re old-fashioned Republicans and we usually do not condone criminal acts. But I explained to her that as long as nobody was seeing me nude I committed no offense.
She was getting hot and after much complaining she also took of her swimsuit and went for a dip at the lake. I really don’t understand why being naked is a crime if you’ve a designated spot where it could be authorized to be without your clothing. Anyway we will begin writing our representatives to modify the laws in the Michigan National Lakeshore so that people don’t have to feel like criminals if they violate no one.
I don’t understand why with the membership your organizations has, nobody has come up with a plan to legalize some regions of Michigan to be clothing optional. We must alter the perception that nakedness is a violation that should be punished by the law. A lewd act should be penalized but a naked body is no reason to be arrested or punished.
– http://nudistsplace.com , Illinois
Allow the Adventure Begin!
I have always found it interesting how different people explain their “first time” nudist experience. While the first social nudist experience is a significant occasion, 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 person — to buck social standards, to accept something some others see as odd. From my first period, I have always loved being naked. Yet, I was far from open about it, keeping it concealed, keeping it to myself, and like many more, only spending time bare when alone. Why? Fear. Anxiety about ridicule, embarrassment, and not being who others desired me to be.
Also, there was a particular level of self doubt that maybe my nudist hobby was “a bit odd.” Maybe it was only a stage. It wasn’t until early adulthood that I finally said, nope, this isn’t weird, it isn’t a stage — it is pure, it’s wholesome, it is authentic, it is entertaining, and it’s amazing. More to the point, it’s part of me. I’m quite proud of that conclusion. It’s an accomplishment every nudist or naturist shares.
My first “social” experience wasn’t at a club or a shore or anything like that. It was in my house. It was the night I got up the nerve, turned to my wife and said, “I think I’d like to be nude around the home occasionally…..merely because I like it. Will that freak you out?” Clearly, she understood I clearly enjoyed being naked, but I had never sought out time to be nude just for the pure enjoyment of it. Evidently, she did not mind. I’ll never forget the exhilaration of walking into our living room, just moments after, completely nude.
Ever since then, I’ve had many “naked ventures.” As much as I cherish each if them, they all return to the day I first determined nudism was really going to be a part of my entire life and the nighttime I shared it with the love of my entire life. I’m a better man for it — more joyful, more understanding, more accepting. I’m happy to say I have never looked back!