Two first encounters
I started loving nudism by sleeping in the nude. After I started to do my work round the house naked. My wife was surprised when I came downstairs naked one day and I really could tell her hesitation.
As it was mid-evening there were quite few individuals in the beech so it managed to discover a secluded place. I walked into the lake and when torso deeply took off my swimsuit. I’ll never forget the sensation of the very first time naked in Lake Michigan.
I removed my swimsuit and was naked outside, other than my backyard, for the very first time. I recall thinking to myself that I am a “nudist.”
Being at a club, it does not matter if someone is naked or not. YOU will be naked and love. I just wish I’d have started this before.
After discussing a visit to Gunnison Beach here in NJ, my partner and I made the decision to make the excursion. We were both conscious that it was ‘clothes optional’ and I understood that most folks would be naked, but I believe my wife believed it’d be a 50-50 split (naked, partially nude).
When we got there she was a bit overwhelmed. She did not take her suit away at all. Nevertheless, after a while of sitting in our seats and seeing the scenery, I believed I really could take the following step. But she afterward said, “sure, do it.”
Nothing occurred. No quake. Nothing. Everyone went about their company.
I, nevertheless, adored this new feeling…sitting in the sun, wind blowing…it was incredibly refreshing and liberation. I adored it.
I mentioned, “why not.” 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 amazing. Swimming sans clothes was a first for me also…and it was another fantastic experience. I made the walk from our seats to the water three or four times, whenever appreciating it increasingly more.
I’d like to return and try it again. My wife is now discussing 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 lad the words “naked” or “nude” weren’t part of my family’s vocabulary. The sole nudity we understood began with your shower, and finished as soon as you can catch your towel. We were never even permitted to wear sandals or flip flops. Being naked was never an alternative.
As always, life continues. School, work, marriage, kids, divorce; all flew by in what appeared to be a brief period of time. With the birth of the Internet I found out about this matter call “social nudism.” I was intrigued as well as the thought grew slowly that I’d like to take part in this nude experience.
As Christians we needed to do the right thing. Evaluation of the Scriptures led us to the final outcome that just being naked, and being naked with others wasn’t in battle with our Bible. We started to be nude at home increasingly more. We still hadn’t been able to go everywhere that let nudity.
Ultimately we had our opportunity one winter when we were on a Caribbean cruise. The boat docked in Jamaica. They needed to show us round the resort but astonishingly 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 concur more. When we arrived, we located two lounge chairs in a bright place. We had our clothes away in the blink of an eye. Like many others have said, it was so great to be nude. We talked to a few of the other guests and we loved our time there so much we truly hated to leave. Being nude on the isle was so natural and simple. We were solicited!
This summer we’ve traveled to three nudist clubs/resorts. We’d so much fun. My partner and I agreed that we should have done this earlier!
My lovely wife and I frequently holiday in Michigan. We’re household nudists for the past six months. By this I mean that we were remaining nude occasionally after a shower and then we began being nude before bedtime. We drink coffee and eat lunch nude.
My wife was unwilling but she concurred that there clearly was no damage since we’ve been married more than 35 years. This summer we went north and found a disjunct alone 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 children and upset parents. We only 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 back on my towel , and so I took it away. My wife, who’s extremely self-conscious and extremely spiritual was worried that we might be detained for my nakedness. We’re old-fashioned Republicans and we don’t condone criminal actions.
She was becoming hot and after much whining she also brought of her swimsuit and went for a dip in the lake. I do not understand why being nude is a crime if you’ve a designated area where it could be authorized to be without your clothing. Anyhow we’ll begin writing our representatives to alter the laws in the Michigan National Lakeshore in order that individuals do not have to feel like criminals if they violate no one.
We must modify the perception that nakedness is a violation which should be penalized by the law. A lewd act ought to be penalized but a nude body isn’t a motive to be detained or punished.
Allow the Adventure Begin!
I’ve consistently found it fascinating how different people explain their “first time” nudist encounter.
First, is the conscious choice to adopt nudism as part of who I am as a man — to buck social standards, to accept something some others see as strange. From my first period, I’ve always loved being naked. Nevertheless, I was far from open about it, keeping it concealed, keeping it to myself, and like many more, only spending time naked when alone. Why? Anxiety. Anxiety about ridicule, humiliation, and not being who others desired me to be.
Also, there was a specific amount of self doubt that perhaps my nudist avocation was “a bit odd.” Perhaps it was only a stage. It was not until early maturity that I eventually said, nope, this is not unusual, it isn’t a stage — it is pure, it is wholesome, it is authentic, it is interesting, and it is amazing. More to the point, it is part of me. I’m quite proud of that determination. It is an accomplishment every nudist or naturist shares.
My first “social” encounter was not at a club or a shore or anything like that. It was in my residence. Clearly, she understood I definitely loved being naked, but I ‘d never sought out time to be bare 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 minutes after, totally naked.
Ever since then, I’ve had many “naked experiences.” As much as I cherish each if them, they all return to the day I first determined nudism was really going to be part of my own life as well as the nighttime I shared it with the love of my entire life. I am a better man for it — more joyful, more understanding, more accepting. I am happy to say I have not looked back!