First Nude Beach

My first-time naked experience was when I’d turned 23 and just moved to Monterey, CA for a new occupation. I was exploring the area prior to beginning my job in a couple weeks, along with the preceding Saturday had discovered a nude beach along the Big Sur Coast and decided to go there the next week.

I arrived quite early in the early hours, made the half mile trek down to the bare section and found a superb spot about 20 yards down the beach from an older couple and also a young gentleman who were already down there. I was VERY nervous and decided I’d take it step by step. I laid out my towel and removed all but my t-shirt and boxer shorts and sat on my towel for a while trying to work up the nerve. Meanwhile, more people started to populate the seashore and shortly there was a gentleman about my age only fifteen feet away from me laying out nude reading a book.

Time passed and one hour in the shore and I still couldn’t get up the nerve. Finally the guy near me looks over at me, nods “hello” then asks me if I’d enjoy a cold beer.

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I accepted, and to my surprise he got up and dragged his towel and all his property right next to me, reached in his cooler, snatched a couple beers afterward introduced himself and given me a beer. One of the very first things he said was “This is your first time at a nude beach, isn’t it?” I said yes and he instantly said there was no need to worry- no one was going to stare at me or do anything if I took off my top and boxers.

So, REALLY furtively away came my boxers but my shirt stayed on. He laughed and said “Now that was not so bad, was it?” I laughed and we continued to talk. Even though the boxers were now off, I was sitting up with my knees pulled tightly to my chest, arms wrapped around my legs. Eventually, I became more relaxed, stood up and took off my shirt then put back down, this time putting my legs out and leaning back, propped up on my elbows. Well, “it” occurred almost instantaneously and I promptly rolled over on my belly, only to hear a little laugh and “Don’t stress- occurred to me my first time too” from my new-found friend.

Within a couple hours I was totally comfortable and was tossing around a frisbee, walking up and down the beach, and even got invited into a game of Scrabble by a closeby couple. Unfortunately, the place where I worked in CA went out of business and I moved back to Michigan where nude beaches are nonexistent and anti-nudity laws are strictly enforced on public properties. I actually wish there was a landed, private nude beach on Lake Michigan! I would be there every weekend!

-Mark P
Grand Haven, Michigan

My wife of 29 years died of cancer. She was raised strict Southern Baptist, so sometimes being nude at was O.K., but she would have never considered social nudity.

A year after she died, I tried various things to get back into the social landscape. Singles clubs were difficult, so I started taking short weekend excursions to get out of the home.

One of these trips found me near Panama City, Florida, about four hours from home. I had seen the Baybares website, so out of curiosity I phoned and asked if a single man would be admitted. When the fine seeming woman on the phone welcomed me, I asked directions. The nerves grew as I discovered and proceeded along the sandy drive to the club. I nearly turned around three times, but there clearly was no place to turn without becoming stuck in the sand. Then I came to the cable across the road that indicated the club entry where I was met by a cordial guy wearing a towel around his midsection. He let me in, showed me where to park and asked me to sign in at the clubhouse.

The nervousness escalated exponentially as I parked and started the walk to the clubhouse. There, by the pool proved to be a delightful woman sunning fully nude. She flashed me a delightful smile, presented herself as Gloria and began to chat with me. I could not believe how relaxed she was, even though she was completely nude. I then proceeded to sign in, pay my reasons fees, and be given a simple synopsis of the rules and etiquette of the club.

I returned to my car to undress. After taking a tremendous breath, I took off the last of my clothing. Then I turned around, in complete panic, but I was promptly met by a throng of naked individuals of all ages and body types welcoming me and inviting me to play water volleyball and attend the potluck dinner that evening. They treated me like a long lost cousin who’d returned home.

It was a fantastic weekend, also it provided just the familiarity with friendly people which I needed so urgently at that point of my entire life. Gloria will never know what a wonderful gift her smile and friendly conversation was to a solitary stranger. It gave me the courage to go back to my car, undress, and start the following phase of my own life as a nudist among a number of the friendliest, most welcoming people in the world.

I remarried a year later and my new wife came to comprehend how significant social nudity was to me. After a year of marriage she graciously chose to participate too. She enjoys our excursions to Cypress Cove when we can get away a few times annually.

My only sorrow is that I waited so long to find the amazing experience of social nudism and how friendly folks are at nudist clubs.

-Joe B.
Lower, Alabama
Nude at the seashore

On Saturday, July 16th, I went to my first clothing-optional beach at Robert Moses State Park’s Lighthouse Beach. It was early and when I arrived, several folks were already enjoying their nakedness. I looked around and slipped off my top & shorts and in an instant, standing naked and appreciating it. Nobody stared or gawked and for the following three hours I loved the liberty of no clothing. My only sorrow is that I was alone & had nobody to share my experience with. Perhaps next time, I’ll have a guest join me

-Tony M
New York
The single thing that disturbed me

My first nudist experience was when my wife and I went with friends to Cypress Cove in Florida. Having lived in Fla many years, I was use to tiny swim wear and intense sun. So that the transition to no clothing and intense sun was easy. That is until I reached for my pocket-knife in my pocket. I used to not have one! Pocket that’s. In the clothed world going without my knife I felt naked. Now without both my pockets and knife I was in a quandary. Fortunately, I had a little satchel in my vehicle in which I could carry my wallet, knife, and reading material.

Once I ‘d overcome my lack of pockets, the friendliness, ease, independence, and openness in the resort made the weekend very enjoyable. We have been back several times and I am looking forward to our next trip there next week.

-Bob B
Clearwater, Florida
Real Freedom

Our first experience being socially nude was in 1998. We’d as often as possible been naked independently at home for a long time since the day we were married but we’d no notion what social nudism was around until we detected it online. Being born again believers in God, we still felt that nudism proved to be a right, great, and healthful lifestyle. After more on-line study we were convinced that accurate nudism was not about sex and we scheduled a visit to Pine Tree Resort, in Crownsville, MD.

After driving through the gate one Saturday morning in June, the sight of so many naked people was at first phantasmagoric. We checked in at the office, and were introduced to a naked host couple who would give us a tour of the property. We undressed and toured the grounds. Folks were swimming, playing tennis, grilling and only relaxing as at any resort in a park-like setting. There was an indoor and an outdoor pool, a hot tub, a hiking trail, snack bar, gift shop, etc.

It was our first time swimming nude, and we have never worn a swimsuit since that day. As the male half of this couple I can declare that there clearly was no humiliation with an erection that I had earlier concerns about. You will always have a towel as a backup just in case. We have not seen that become an issue for anyone. The toughest part of that first day nude was having to get dressed for the trip back home.

We now visit White Tail Resort in Ivor, VA routinely, as it’s our favorite nudist resort. The folks are extremely friendly there. White Tail is a family oriented resort attended by folks of all ages. To be bare all weekend, and to awaken and walk outside nude in the morning and feel sunlight and also the atmosphere all over your naked body is pure bliss. We now vacation at nudist resorts virtually completely.

Our other favorite nudist resorts contain Cedar Creek, Serendipity Park, Cypress Cove, and Lake Como. All these resorts are oriented resorts and are recorded on the AANR site. We all know that we are safer at a nudist resort than at a hotel. The relaxation at a nudist resort is beyond any other we’ve ever experienced. The practice of social nudism has been a lifesaver due to the pressure alleviation we love while nude.

One day bare around others appreciating life in this wholesome environment is like a week in a lavish clothed resort. If you haven’t experienced social nudism then do not deny yourself this experience. Nudism is a genuine retreat from the uptight and pretentious textile society we live in. When we see people of all ages playing sports, having a meal together or just unwinding nude among buddies, our only regret is the fact that we did not start this awesome lifestyle sooner.

-Captain & Sweets

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