I always enjoyed being nude. With my gf at the time and when we were married I would spend as much time at home nude as possible. Thought I was an exhibitionist. Then we went to the nudist beach thinking it would be exciting. I’m not an exhibitionist. I am just a naturist. The feeling we both had, the grounding the peace we felt. It was unmatched. It felt incredibly humbling and connecting at the same time. I was not sexually excited about it either. It was just a feeling of this feels right and it feels like caring for my body and health.
Accidentally booked a visit to Valley view hotsprings in Colorado for me and the wife because a friend said it was relaxing. Had the brochure sent to home address as I was traveling back and forth. Wife received it and told me, it was clothing optional and said she didn't care. We went and it took me the complete day and night to go without a swim suite, but once I did, I have never looked back. Wife still won't.
I became fascinated when I was about 10 years old and found a nudist magazine. The images of people having fun, swimming, playing volleyball captivated me. Fast forward many years later and I had the opportunity to go by myself to a nude campground for the day. My heart was racing as I drove in and registered. But after I got undressed and started walking around, I was astounded how comfortable I was. Everyone was so friendly and welcoming. From then on I was hooked!
Took a trip out to Hippie Hollow park in Austin about 15 years ago. Was really nervous at first, but found a quiet spot to throw out my towel and bask in the sun for a bit. When it got a little hot, I decided I'd hop in the water to cool off. Talk about nerve-racking... walking to the water in the buff. How embarrassing I thought. It took a few visits for that feeling to wear off, but I finally became comfortable with being nude in front of others, and I'm grateful for it. I really enjoy my time out in nature and experiencing the breeze and warm sun on my skin. Plus, it's always great to find time to calm down from our busy day-to-day lives.
I dont know why but i began with experimenting with nuity while in high school. I found a book that described it and listed places to go. I didnt try social nudity until several years later but was not hesitant and have enjoued social nudity for over 40 years
I overheard a friend discussing Saturday plans to go to a beach. I asked if I could join them. They were a bit reluctant and ultimately explained that it was a nude beach. After some Q&A, I said I’d give it a try. What had I been missing??
I have been interested in the nude human body from as far back as my memory goes. I have never been in any social nudist setting since there isn't any such thing in my locality, and the predominant attitude is TOTALLY against anything like that. I am nude lots in my apartment when it is warm enough, and I always sleep nude, and do my meager exercises nude, BUT it really isn't the same. I am certainly happy for those who have better opportunities though
My journey into naturism began when I was seeking validation through reading self-help books and articles. After enduring emotional and mental abuse in my marriage, I learned that naturists were some on the most accepting and nonjudgmental people to associate with. I researched several nude resorts that checked all the boxes for me. After visiting, I found that I was truly accepted for who I was and there was no judgement or expectations. It’s been over twenty years and I haven’t looked back!
I grew up with 8 siblings and a father that wasn't shy about coming in the house from work and stripping in the laundry room and sitting down in front of the tv without clothing. I was a shy closeted gay man with too many inhibitions until I was 58 years old. I slept naked since I was a kid and in an unairconditioned house, without covers over me by the time I woke up, and thought nothing of it. My husband, then my 3rd boyfriend, took me to a gay nude campground where I was daringly wearing a speedo in public. After I saw a young man get out of the pool with a hardon and proudly let it point his way back to his chair, I dropped that speedo on the deck and never looked back. I wish there were more places to be legally nude, I would hardly ever wear clothes except to weddings and funerals and in winter.
Pre-teen back in the late 1940's early 50's. Hank's place the local ice cream, beer, barber shop, service station and barber shop had nudist magazine's on the upper sale rack. Cover photos showed people obviously enjoying naked sport and outings. Made me want to join in with more than just the boys in the shower room at school! So many were lovely women on the covers that I went through a one summer stretch of dressing in my mom's undies and tucking as a preteen, I guess I just wanted to be lovely and smooth too.
The seeds were planted in my DNA to a certain degree. Don’t know where they originated. But they were developed by glimpses into an intriguing world, whether through a magazine article, a book cover, a television show, or a story on the news. Curiosity turned to experimentation turned to a life long hobby integrated into my life. It has peaks and valleys but it’s always been there.
I always enjoyed being nude. With my gf at the time and when we were married I would spend as much time at home nude as possible. Thought I was an exhibitionist. Then we went to the nudist beach thinking it would be exciting. I’m not an exhibitionist. I am just a naturist. The feeling we both had, the grounding the peace we felt. It was unmatched. It felt incredibly humbling and connecting at the same time. I was not sexually excited about it either. It was just a feeling of this feels right and it feels like caring for my body and health.
So now I am a naturist.
Frankly I guess I am a bit of an exhibitionist. But it's not really exhibitionism is everyone else is nude, is it?
Me too and my wife as well, as athletic people we are probably somewhat exhibitionist even with clothes on. More fun naked!
Accidentally booked a visit to Valley view hotsprings in Colorado for me and the wife because a friend said it was relaxing. Had the brochure sent to home address as I was traveling back and forth. Wife received it and told me, it was clothing optional and said she didn't care. We went and it took me the complete day and night to go without a swim suite, but once I did, I have never looked back. Wife still won't.
Living in Europe made it easier. Going to a public sauna and then going to a nude beach. Europeans are not prude like most Americans.
I became fascinated when I was about 10 years old and found a nudist magazine. The images of people having fun, swimming, playing volleyball captivated me. Fast forward many years later and I had the opportunity to go by myself to a nude campground for the day. My heart was racing as I drove in and registered. But after I got undressed and started walking around, I was astounded how comfortable I was. Everyone was so friendly and welcoming. From then on I was hooked!
Took a trip out to Hippie Hollow park in Austin about 15 years ago. Was really nervous at first, but found a quiet spot to throw out my towel and bask in the sun for a bit. When it got a little hot, I decided I'd hop in the water to cool off. Talk about nerve-racking... walking to the water in the buff. How embarrassing I thought. It took a few visits for that feeling to wear off, but I finally became comfortable with being nude in front of others, and I'm grateful for it. I really enjoy my time out in nature and experiencing the breeze and warm sun on my skin. Plus, it's always great to find time to calm down from our busy day-to-day lives.
In elaborating on my response ("Other") to what sparked my interest in nudity, my one-word answer would be "Curiosity".
I gave it a try a few years back but after hours I am nude. There is no nude beach near me but it is hot today so I will be nude on the d3ck later.
I dont know why but i began with experimenting with nuity while in high school. I found a book that described it and listed places to go. I didnt try social nudity until several years later but was not hesitant and have enjoued social nudity for over 40 years
I overheard a friend discussing Saturday plans to go to a beach. I asked if I could join them. They were a bit reluctant and ultimately explained that it was a nude beach. After some Q&A, I said I’d give it a try. What had I been missing??
I have been interested in the nude human body from as far back as my memory goes. I have never been in any social nudist setting since there isn't any such thing in my locality, and the predominant attitude is TOTALLY against anything like that. I am nude lots in my apartment when it is warm enough, and I always sleep nude, and do my meager exercises nude, BUT it really isn't the same. I am certainly happy for those who have better opportunities though
My journey into naturism began when I was seeking validation through reading self-help books and articles. After enduring emotional and mental abuse in my marriage, I learned that naturists were some on the most accepting and nonjudgmental people to associate with. I researched several nude resorts that checked all the boxes for me. After visiting, I found that I was truly accepted for who I was and there was no judgement or expectations. It’s been over twenty years and I haven’t looked back!
I grew up with 8 siblings and a father that wasn't shy about coming in the house from work and stripping in the laundry room and sitting down in front of the tv without clothing. I was a shy closeted gay man with too many inhibitions until I was 58 years old. I slept naked since I was a kid and in an unairconditioned house, without covers over me by the time I woke up, and thought nothing of it. My husband, then my 3rd boyfriend, took me to a gay nude campground where I was daringly wearing a speedo in public. After I saw a young man get out of the pool with a hardon and proudly let it point his way back to his chair, I dropped that speedo on the deck and never looked back. I wish there were more places to be legally nude, I would hardly ever wear clothes except to weddings and funerals and in winter.
Pre-teen back in the late 1940's early 50's. Hank's place the local ice cream, beer, barber shop, service station and barber shop had nudist magazine's on the upper sale rack. Cover photos showed people obviously enjoying naked sport and outings. Made me want to join in with more than just the boys in the shower room at school! So many were lovely women on the covers that I went through a one summer stretch of dressing in my mom's undies and tucking as a preteen, I guess I just wanted to be lovely and smooth too.
The seeds were planted in my DNA to a certain degree. Don’t know where they originated. But they were developed by glimpses into an intriguing world, whether through a magazine article, a book cover, a television show, or a story on the news. Curiosity turned to experimentation turned to a life long hobby integrated into my life. It has peaks and valleys but it’s always been there.
The lady in the above photo is beautiful!
3 couples on a dare went to nude spa night at local Spa (bath) in Germany. Stuck with when possible.