There are so many variations of naked living that one needn’t even call oneself a nudist or naturist.

I have known people who were nude at home the majority of the time; yet never referred to themselves as a N or N. My X never referred to herself as a nudist either; even though she participated in social nudism. Those I have known who did call themselves nudists or naturists were active societal nudists, with AANR memberships and resort/club membership. They used either term to “authenticate” their active participation and commitment to the nudist philosophy.
I actually don’t think you need trouble with defining or labeling your naked tendencies – unless are actively seeking a social nudist environment. But if you still feel the need to define what you do, I think the term “household-nudist” is relevant to your circumstances. As far as your last question, it depends upon your intent. If you get a kick out of the concept of other people seeing your wife nude, then you might be venturing into hedonistic territory. I loved my X being openly nude amongst other nudists; because her comfort with was significant to me. And the acknowledgement of her attractivenes provided me with some measure of pride. But it had little to do with some hedonistic impulse to display my nude wife (p.s.

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I am not judging you at all; merely describing te difference).

First Time Encounter

This might seem a bit peculiar, but I first got interested in nudism once I was about ten years old. I read the Adam & Eve story and wondered what it’d 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 sun and air on my naked body. I was hooked from then on.I still go for walks in the woods for a naked hike. I began going to a nudist camp in southwest PA called White Thorn Lodge. I’m intending to join WhiteThorn Lodge this year.

I additionally have being to Avalon Resort in WV.they’ve a naked bike show there in the summertime. It is always a good time.

-Bob H.
Mannington, West Virginia
Afraid, But For What?

Every summer from my late 20s to 30s I ‘d go to the office of Goodland in Hackettstown, NJ and inquire all sorts of questions and chicken out and go home. Eventually the year which I turned 40 I got brave enough to really enter the gate and discover out what I was missing.

When I disrobed in the parking lot I felt totally relaxed. This really is the first time which I went into the pool and allow the suns rays dry me and felt the breeze gently caress my entire body. The feeling was quite refreshing.

Now I go to Rock Lodge with my fiance. Rock Lodge was her first encounter. At Rock Lodge I experienced two firsts. It was the first time that I walked in the rain nude and I also had the chance to drive my car that way too. We find the people there to be somewhat friendly and we feel really relaxed there.

What I was afraid of I will never understand but I’m happy I took that first step many years past.

-Jim A.
New Jersey
Proud To Be an Advocate

Having been exposed to nudist magazines as a young child, I always embraced the delight of being naked.

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It wasn’t until I went off to college that I was able to really join a club in Spokane, WA. What a delight being able to be with other like minded people of all ages. Upon moving to Seattle I had the chance to join beach blondes in which I attended monthly swims.

While I am kinda detached from the west side clubs and resorts here in Oregon, I more than ever dedicated to the nudist lifestyle and encourage it every chance I get with family and friends. I can’t think of a better way to spend time residence or when the weather is fine outside. After you have tried it, you’ll never look back.

-Rod N.
Pendleton,, Oregon
How My Wife Became a Nudist

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 mom until we located an apartment. We were hired to manage the building we lived in.

About 1968 we were listening to a radio show. The topic of the show was free beaches. I understood what they were but Sharon didn’t have a clue. I ‘d not brought up nudism with her since I had a bad experience with a previous girlfriend I attempted to introduce to nudism.

Sharon asked (in a kidding manner,)”you wish to check that out, don’t you?”

I said, “Sure!” She said not without her! I mentioned, “Amazing!, let us do it!” The following week the show had individuals from nudist resorts talking about national nude weekend.

The host asked why people would go to a resort and pay ground fees when they could visit the free beaches. They gave several good reasons. Sharon said the resorts sounded better and if we go we’ll go there. I asked her if she needed to really go to Santa Cruz. We put on suits, shorts and t-shirts. On the way I pulled off to a side road. Sharon asked where I was going; I said it was a surprise. as soon as I pulled in to a drive, she asked again.

I told her it was a spot we heard about on the radio. She was uneasy. I mentioned since we were here let us take the tour, that we did not have to remain. We took the tour, the guide said if we needed to remain drive in, take our clothes off and love! I managed to talk her into remaining a half hour.

She inquired if we needed to get naked right away. She said no, get comfy, than get naked. We drove in, I got naked, but Sharon didn’t right away. It took her no time to take all her clothes away. She said she felt out of place with her clothing on.

We were nudists until she got cancer. Sharon passed away 9/11/2001. Not a great day! I restarted nudism after her passing.

-George F.
Fallon, Nevada
My First Naked Experience

It was May 1960, I was a student at U of Champaign. I had been reading nudist magazines since I was in high school, beginning about 1950. At first I looked at the pictures, but after getting bored I started to read the magazines. I determined that someday I’d like to be a nudist.

I joined the Air Force after I graduated from high school. I continued to purchase magazines while in the A.F. but at that time the law sometimes raided the nudist camps so I never tried to go. I was now free to go and I was in comfortable driving distance to a nudist camp, Zoro Nature Park.

I drove to the camp. When I arrived the lady at the gate asked if I had written to get permission to go to. I said no. She called the owner, Alois Knapp. He came to the gate, asked me if I was a nudist and how I knew about Zoro. 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 try. Following the spring term was over we both went home and restarted relationship. In about three weeks I asked Josie to go with me to this camp I had seen in Indiana. I told her it proved to be a real nice place, the people were nice and friendly, there was a pond to swim in, volleyball courts, etc. I said I thought she would enjoy it.

She asked me what was this “nature park.” I told her there were trails through the woods. She kept asking to find out more and I eventually told her we could go skinny dipping in the pond. When heard that she inquired if this place was a nudist colony.

In those days there was no Internet for info so I ‘d 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 understood how exactly to explain nudism to her before asking her to join me for that trip to Zoro!

-George F.
Fallon, Nevada

Im not from a naturist family. Nudity in the house wasnt frowned upon, it just didnt happen.

I found the wonderful world of nudity one hot day in my garden. I was alone and was in the region of the garden which cant be seen by the neighbours. Unable to find any reason not to, I chose to see what it would be like to sunbathe nude. After taking quite a while to eventually take everything away, I knew within 30 seconds that I ‘d made the right decision. Actually, when I ‘d had enough of the sun, I went inside and remained naked until a few minutes before my parents were due home.
Like a number of other authors on this particular website, I would take my clothing off the instant I had the house to myself, getting dressed again before anyone came home. I liked to tell my parents so that I could maybe have the chance to be naked more often. I couldnt decide whether to take a seat and talk to them about it or to take the direct approach. I stopped wearing my dressing gown when walking from bathroom to shower room partially since I couldnt see the purpose and partly because I needed to analyze the water if I was seen. I was only seen a couple of times, both by my dear Mum. The first time she was a bit shocked and asked me Dont you head being seen? My answer was something along the lines of No, whats the big deal? I dont recall her answer but I do understand that, on the next occasion, she didnt respond with the same number of surprise.
I interpreted this as a positive signal but didnt summon to ask her if she would mind me going about the home naked all the time. My Father also gave me an opportunity to show all when he commented on the gardens suitability for naked sunbathing but I let the opportunity pass by, again!!

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Finally, I determined it was simpler not to say anything than to risk their disapproval And so it continued until I left home to live with the girl who is now my wife. I’ve told her my little secret and she accepts (just about!) but I understand she feels uneasy if I ‘m naked at any other time compared to the normal times for nudity, bedtime etc.
As I look back, I actually regret not finding out if my parents would have been acceptable with my nudity or not. I’d advise anybody who is contemplating approaching the issue with their family to do it; you got nothing to lose and absolutely everything to gain.

Obviously, erections ought to be covered up!

However, they are going to occur dispite everyone’s attempts to prevent them because many of us are still making the transition from the fabric lifestyle. Male physiology makes it impossible for a man to stay fully flaccid during the day. at a beach or resort are very embarrased by erections and are asking for suggestions on this newsgroup about how to prevent them and how to gracefully make your exit when they do occur. A lot of us who are a newcomer to this life would likewise like some assurance that the issue will diminish with time and better comprehension.

A G string isn’t an acceptable option. Entire nudity is the normal state for guys together with women. We should learn new thinking and behavior, not return to the fabric world’s manner of viewing things. I’ve never seen male G strings for sale anywhere. Even if I could locate one, I wouldn’t wear it.

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Many naturists and fairminded cloth folks would consider it more sexually provocative than just innocent nudity.

A libertine or an exhibitionist may sometimes drift into a nudist bunch, but I am not talking about them. Most naturists need such people evicted from polite society.

I do consider it is helpful to discuss etiquette and fundamental biology. I wish I had learned a number of these lessons when I was a boy, perhaps of middle school age. It is not rational for children to suffer in ignorance and silence because adults are too embarassed to talk about the facts of life and about fundamental nudist etiquette, even the less delicate topics.

It has been implied that a public forum is unsuitable for such honest conversations, because kids may stumble upon it. I am hoping that parents and teachers are closely monitoring the Internet use of children and providing some guidance to teens. I steadfastly believe that at some age, maybe middle school, boys and girls need to be reading the sort of information in this newsgroup and have their parents there to lead them through these issues that they will shortly be confronted with at the cusp of adolescence. To support my contention, I have to call attention to the truth that INA has created a thread specifically to discuss issues such as this.

To GalSurfer: I’m particularly worried concerning the sensitivities of the female subscribers to this forum. Let me assure you that I am opposed to sexual “flaunting” as you set it, because it’s demeaning and intimidating to those who are compelled to bear it. I believe some of us made of words by saying “arousal” without quickly describing that in its mildest form, it may not be perceptible to the casual observer. I don’t know any men of good will who would not immediately withdraw from public view if matters took a turn for the worse. If any readers don’t understand how to behave, this forum can help immediately bring “newbie” conduct in line with our community’s standards. Better to learn it here than on the shore!

Since my early teens, I have always adored the feeling of swimming and sunning nude.

Our family had a pool in our backyard deep in the heart of suburbia, and I recall wondering whether I had safely positioned the chaise sofa out of the view of any readily offended (or readily titillated) neighbors’ eyes as I snitched a few minutes whenever I really could get the chance to experience precisely what the summer sun felt like on my nude body
And many late nights, after the remaining part of the family had gone to bed, I’d quietly ease ito the pool for a skinny dip. It turned out to be a marvelous natural high.
Interestingly enough, I chose to attend faculty at UC San Diego. During the orientation tour of the campus, the counsel told us incoming freshmen about nearby Black’s Beach — and expressed some surprise when of us did not understand about its staus as one of the best known nude beaches in the nation.
So, I knew right then and there where I would be taking most of my study breaks.
I have to say, though, that I experienced what I’d expect is a standard degree of trepidation when faced with a first-time nude beach encounter.

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I remember visiting the shore a couple of times, and remaining clothed, trying to determine whether I was “safe”. I saw that the beach was huge and spread out such that one could very much maintain a sense of having “personal space”, at what felt like a comfortable distance from other beach-goers whose reasons for being there might be considerably less than innocent. Eventually, the lure of what I had in the back of my head constantly wanted to experience won out, and took my new boogie-board down to beach, and without reluctance discarded my swimsuit.
I raced down to the water, still a bit nervous, attempting not to make eye contact with the few individuals that were nearby. I plunged into the waves, and quickly realized I was having the time of my entire life. I drove the waves for a while, loving the sensation, feeling like my body was made for this.
I exhausted after a while, and decided to head back up to the shore. Feeling more relaxed and confident now, I looked around at some of the others present. I should probably mention here that I’ve been blessed with some pretty good genes, and I should probably also mention that it was impossible not to find the — well, stares — of lots of the gay men present.
After a minute or two of nervousness, I instantly determined that this was fundamentally a public place, and going nude was my pick, and that I couldn’t really stop anyone who needed to look at me from looking. And that as long as they kept a considerable distance and refrained from outwardly lewd behaviour or unwanted advances or harassment, I’d only accept the “eye contact” as a compliment, and think no more of it and enjoy myself.
I was pleased when it turned out that my fellow naked folks acted just as I had figured they would. And my approach toward the bare encounter is pretty much the same now — taking off my clothing is a choice I make, but I can’t control what you do. Should you want to look, go ahead and look, but I trust that you will not harass or otherwise act distastefully.
To this day, my recollections of my many, many naked trips to that shore are a few of my best memories. Recently, I’ve been land locked, so to speak, near Sacramento, but it is always been in the rear of my head to return to Black’s. I’d also like to see San Onofre.

Labor Day weekend usually signals the ending of the summertime.

This summer, I didn’t spend as much nude time outside as family nude beach pics would’ve liked. This was mainly due to the close of Eastover (does this mean we have to switch the name of the Yahoo group?). Not until the past week of August did I spend some critical time nude in the sun. Thru a group for massage exchanges, I med someone for a trade that has a little lawn that has some solitude. After our trade on each other, we spent some time in the lawn having a lite bite. It was kinda fine. Most of my nude time was spent indoors in my place, at B.A.N.G. (Boston Area Naturist Group) occasions, and at some bare yoga classes.
During the last week of August, went to GNI for the last 5 day period. As always, it’s fine to be nude for a few days with old friends and making new ones. Again this year I held a massage workshop, and taking the lead from an Eastover fellow I also held a Massage Therapist Roundtable. One attendee that is a photographer was seeking people to model for him to experiment with different poses. Guess who signed up to help? I’m sure you all recall the scorching sun we had during the summer. My first 2 days (Wed. and Thurs.)at the Assembly were comfy albeit overcast, but could’ve been warmer. Friday the sun actually came thru for the whole day and it was really warm. Saturday, the last full day, most of us needed to put sun block on. Rather than go straight house the next day, I went to see an eastover aquaintance in another part of PA for a number of days. I was expecting to spend some more time bare at there place, but ironicly they don’t spend any time naked in their house. I didn’t need to force the issue; it’s their home and I was merely a visitor. Now, the summer is over.

Before the year is over I Will probably make it to some more B.A.N.G. occasions and some more bare yoga classes. It’d be nice to meet someone to see Cypress Cove or travel to a different resort with. How about the rest of you? How did you spend your summer nude?

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My wife and I intended to spend a day walking in the country park which runs along the coast from Hastings

( , England) to Petts Amount where there’s a seashore with the remains of a petrified forest.
Understanding that my wife would not manage to resist paddling in the sea when we reached the shore I ‘d packed towels in a rucksack along with our lunch.
Almost as soon as we approached Hastings in our auto the sun came out as though to make a mockery of the weather forecast of a warm but cloudy day. We had walked far before it was really rather hot. There are coves at the base of the cliffs but we generally avoided the steep ascent essential to reach them (they are now inaccessible as coastal erosion has made the cliffs dangerous). Yet my wife could see the sea and desired to reach it! We followed a route which appeared to be leading in the proper course and this brought us to the top of a wooden stairs. However there was a sign which warned that on the beaches one might see naturists … My wife said it was a shame to turn back now.
Fully being a hot day there was rather a number of individuals already in the cove. One end was clearly a suntrap and was crowded – mainly with naturists as far as we could tell from a distance. We made our way to a less busy area and put down our towels to make the pebbles more comfy to sit on while we ate our lunch. I took off my teeshirt and my wife surveyed the shore. She said it was a shame we had come unprepared but did I believe her underwear would look as a bikini. I said that her knickers would likely pass but I was not confident about her bra. She agreed and promptly took off her skirt. After pausing she subsequently took off her blouse and her bra. On vacation in France she had often gone topless so this was not particularly surprising. I really don’t generally wear anything under shorts so I asked her if she minded if took off my shorts since it was so hot, She said that was OK so we sat and ate our lunch with me nude and her wearing only her knickers.
After lunch my wife began to get restless. The sea was calling … It was noticeable that at our end of the beach rather lots of girls who sunbathed topless put on their tops to walk to the sea to swim; equally women and men who were sunbathing naked replaced their costumes before walking to the sea. My wife then took off her knickers and inquired if I wanted to go in for a swim. She said she would have to keep her knickers dry as she could not walk back up the stairs in a skirt without wearing knickers. Walking down that beach hand in hand with my beautiful naked wife is just one of my happiest and proudest memories. After swimming we sunbathed some more and then after another swim it was time to continue our walk.

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That was our first visit to .
We had formerly seen on a couple of occasions a hot tub using a sauna where costumes were not worn so this wasn’t a instance of the very first time naked in public but it absolutely was the first time outside. Since then we’ve seen French clothing optional beaches but my wife prefers to put on a bikini (or at least the underside) while I usually go nude. On one occasion we had gone out on a dreary day and been surprised when it turned hot and again my wife had stripped happily as it was the only means she’d have the ability to swim. I don’t understand why she prefers to wear a costume but I treasure the memory of that day in Fairlight Cove.

There was a water park/ theme park that I used to attend many years past. The signage at the locker rooms for the water park was

quite poor. Also, the entry took people right past a row of changing booths with no drapes, or a clear perspective of a number of the showers. This led to a situation where unknowing women, occasionally with their youngsters in tow, would wander in, only to locate me or other men in a bare state. The results were always one of two things. Either A) the girl would apologize, I’d say, “That’s acceptable,” as well as the girl would leave or cool.gif the girl would appear stunned and stand there . I’d say, ” This is the men’s locker room.” The girl would nod and leave.

The textile public swimming pool I belonged to before I moved this year had a men’s locker that often found women wandering in, believing they were on the woman’s side. Upon seeing me or other naked guys, they’d constantly, quietly, turn and leave, or apologize and leave. I’d say it happened maybe once or twice per year. Only once did I ever hear one of the guys express annoyance.

On the rest room usage, I was once at a visitor’s centre at a national park where there was a long line of women outside both the ladies, and also the men’s room. As I approached the men’s room, among the women advised me, ” if you just need to make use of the urinal, you can go right in. As none of the ladies in line disputed that, I bypassed them and used the urinal. seemed to care. When I was at an airport in a foreign nation a few years back, I walked in the men’s room to discover a woman cleaning the floors. I turned around, to look for another rest room, but she told me, ” No no, you can use ( the facility).” Again, neither of us seemed to care, so all was well.

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I asked my wife if she had ever seen any guys drifting into the ladies locker room. She told me that only once did she ever see such a thing. Once, while she was at our textile pool, changing clothing, she heard the female attendant yell, ” Workmen are coming through the locker room.” Escorted by the attendant, 2 male workers walked through, inspecting some work that had been done. was not observable to them at the time and nobody was using the showers, which had no drapes.

OMG I cannot believe I finally did it. After several years of me being a home nudist

, I finally had the courage to talk about my lifestyle with some buddies of mine. Last night, my next door neighbors invited my wife and i around at 10pm for a little impromptu get together. We have been neighbors for 2 years now but never had a sit down and get to understand you session so we decided to do just . It was amazing. Just sitting around shooting the breeze and getting to know each other just a little better. During our discussion, my wife brings up the fact that I’m really going to be doing the Fremont summer solstice bike ride this year. It was a good approach to break the ice about my feelings towards nudity. We have a hot tub that can been seen by the neighbor’s back window should they look hard enough and I have always been stressed that they may be offended if they were to ever look out the window and see me sitting in my bath naked (which I do on a daily basis). So during our discussions, I ask them if they’re offended by nudity and should they’ve any problems with me being nude in my back yard. They were totally cool with it and told me they haven’t seen me.
Long story short, we choose to transfer our get together to the hot tub. We joked around about whether or not I ‘d wear a suit and from our chat i got the belief that they’d be completely fine if i didnt.

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So i took the first step and went o-natural. It was amazing and they were absolutely fine with it. I did nothing to shove them into doing it and I was the only one who chose to do so. I can’t believe I actually took that step and was accepted for who I am. We had an excellent experience and gained some new friends.
If this occasion has taught me anything, it has instructed me that I can be accepted for who I decide to be and that there are people around who might not decide to live the nudist lifestyle but are willing to accept those who do. What a great time and great expertise.

My first experience as a nudist and as a curious girl

Life would be an extremely dull and quite a unhappy place if not for best friends.
All of us have them and we cannot imagine our lives without them. For me, it is these two girls, Amanda and Lucy. We met when we were six of seven and we stayed great friends ever since. We spent some excellent times together and we carried each other through some really challenging times as well. You know how you sometimes feel more connected to somebody who’s not your flesh and blood than with your first relatives? Well, these have always been Lucy and Amanda for me.
They’re also totally distinct. Lucy is more like me, timid and demure, almost introverted while Amanda is the different side of the coin. She’s crazy, she’s adventurous and she is consistently trying to find new ways to produce me and Lucy feel uneasy. I could spend days listing all the encounters she’s put us through over the years but that’s not the purpose of the storyline. The purpose of the story would be to inform you about my first nudist experience. Our first nudist experience and about the first time that I recognized that I find my best friends appealing in a way that is somewhat more than merely friendly.
Obviously, it was Amanda that proposed we should try out seeing a nudist beach on our next excursion to . Me and Lucy declined before she could stop the sentence but that is when Amanda used one of her best weapons, her powers of persuasion that wouldn’t be put to waste in CIA Or some other government agency. This girl could persuade a drowning man to get a bottle of plain water. Actually. In any case, Amanda managed to wear us down over the course of the the next couple of weeks and before we could truly understand what she did to us and how she persuaded us, we were on the plane to France and after a bus ride we were at the camp.
It was this wonderful portion of the French Riviera and it was so secluded that you simply couldn’t find it by injury unless you understood precisely where you were going. It was also a huge camp with hundreds of individuals, couples, families, mostly young families with small children. Of course, there were also a couple of groups like us, mainly a bit older than us and mainly girls as well. I think there’s some sort of a policy about single men coming in, either alone or in groups. Which was a shame and which made Amanda despair.
And surprisingly enough, being nude came really natural to all three of us. Even Lucy, the most bashful of us had no issue getting undressed and sunbathing totally nude before all those folks. I loved it. It was the very best feeling of my entire life. The first day I sunbathed nude, I could literally feel the sun playing with my skin, warming it up and getting me actually horny. When you get that hot summer Mediterranean sunshine working on your own nether regions, you get wet in matter of seconds. And then there’s the switch from cold of the ocean to the warmth of the sun. In general, it’s exciting and incredibly sexual. Which is something I didn’t expect.
Something else that I didn’t expect in the least was that I would find myself looking at my two friends and thinking about kissing them and touching them. They still had tan lines and their bodies appeared so perfect and so natural all naked and in nature. I could feel my clit swelling up when I started thinking about kissing Lucy or touching Amanda. But I never told them. How could I tell my two best friends that I’ve been wondering what it would enjoy if we all went crazy and had a wild night together. I just had to let off steam and I’m hoping to god that they will not read this text.

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I am hoping that they do not and yet I am hoping that they do. I have . It’s all really confusing.