I was just married and living on the east shore not too far from the shores.

My wife (at the time), was a dark haired Italian who could lie out in sunlight and tan all day. I’m fair haired and nordic and will get a sunburn in the fog. Naturally, she enjoyed going to the shore, and I didn’t. I’d go to make her happy, but did not truly appreciate it, but I did love looking at the lovely ladies. Nevertheless, enough was enough and even the bikini babes didn’t make it worth while. One day I was talking to my downstairs neighbor and he told me of a popular nude beach only a 45 minute drive away. Hmmm. The sex at home was OK, but it may always be better. My dreams were running wild, although I had a wife who was babealicious. We’d distinct days away, so I decided to drive out to the nude beach on my first chance. Not desiring to be found out, I slathered SPF 5000 all over http://x-public.com before getting in the vehicle.
My neighbors directions were right on. I drove to the right parking lot at the National Park and began walking in the direction of the alleged nude beach. In a few minutes I began to see a smattering of nude folks, and then immediately ended up in a veritable amusement park of nudity. Now all types of people will let you know how the nudity is no big deal and they go to these beaches for the “awareness of freedom”. They may be telling the truth, but for me, its a resort area of eye candy.
For the very first time in my life I saw it all. Fat, thin, saggy, perky, shaved, bushy, cellulite, smooth, Brunettes, Blondes, Black women, Asians,cut, uncut, proud, and diffident. I was in paradise and I ‘d just been there for 10 minutes. I staked out my spot of sand and pretended to read a novel. Fortunately, I’d jerked off so much in anticipation of the visit that I didn’t get a hardon. Nonetheless, I saw at least one guy which was proudly parading along the beach with a raging boner. The next day I went back. I had masturbation memories to last a life only from those two visits.
A couple of weeks after my wife suggested that we visit the beach. I explained to her that since I burn so readily that it actually had to be worth my while to go out into the sun, but that I ‘d be prepared to attend a nude beach. This did not go over well, especially when I said that I had been to the nude beach 3 times in the last two weeks. She finally recognized that I was serious, but she’d only go to a nudist place where there was little, if no, chance that anyone that she knew would see her.
I did my research and found a place called Goodland Country Club in western New Jersey. It was in the woods and had a large pool, sauna, cabins, snack bar, etc., and they permitted day visitors. We drove out there on our next common day off. Checking in was done by a clothed gentleman. When we got to the parking lot yet, most people were nude. I started to strip down as soon as I got out of the vehicle. Joan was a little timid, but as soon as I explained that she would attract more attention clothed than bare, she too stripped down. Joan had dark and curly long hair, a fit body, small breasts with large nipples, and also a neatly trimmed spot.
We quickly found some free lounge chairs and staked out our little patch of grassy heaven. By this time I had become fairly adept at pretending I was reading, or asleep, as I loved the ever changing scenery. Of course I needed to walk around alot, especially whenever I needed to take a look at a lady who demanded further unobtrusive appreciation. It was on this day which I decided that the typically “perfect” girls were really boring, once you take their clothes off they all look the same. I began to see that in my eyes the beauty was in the woman who had a slight sag here, or a tuck or wrinkle there.
Some of my fondest memories was seeing a middle aged woman read a Playgirl magazine as she automatically swung open and closed her legs continuously. A young lady in the open shower was being soaped up by her partner who had a huge hardon that she pretended not to see. Another woman who had a cottage went up to speak with a hung black gentleman as soon as he arrived at the pool. They went and disppeared into her cottage within minutes of her presenting herself to him. A fine young woman was sitting with her legs crossed as she spoke with another lady. As I walked by them I could see her pussy lips clearly open and moist.
It was all way an excessive amount.
I went into the restroom and immediately jerked off. That settled me down until I saw the blonde with the saggy tits and perfecly shaved pussy lips. She was sitting not to far from us and would unconsciously rub http://nudism-life.com across her nipples every couple of minutes (I afterwards had a girlfriend who’d do the exact same thing when she was horny as hell [she was always horny]). I encouraged my wife for a walk in the woods. We had not gone more than a hundred yards or so on the trail once I leaned her up against a tree and greatly kissed her.
Wow! She was steaming hot. I got an immediate hardon and she was already so drenched that it slid in easily. I fucked her standing up, against a tree, in the middle of a trail. Anyone could have walked up on us, and maybe did. We were to busy to find.
From then on we only went to this area, sometimes four weekends in a month. We constantly rented a cabin, and we always screwed at least three times a day. It has provided years of wondeful memories.

I never thought I ‘ll manage to go naked on a beach

Before I start writing anything else and before I discuss with you my story of my first nude beach experience, I feel that
I must say a couple of things about the girlfriends I went with. These are my three best girlfriends that I have understood for many years, ever since we began first grade. We remained good girlfriends all these years and every year (when we can manage it), we go for a holiday down to Mexico and check out a fresh location every year. It has been our little tradition for a couple of years now and we have had some crazy times south of the boundary. However, this last year was actually something else. It was the first time we went to a nudist beach and I merely have to share our experience.
We initially thought that it would only be another one of our excursions, all four of us were actually psyched to go and we really needed the holiday. Moreover, we decided to go somewhere where we could really kick back and relax without needing to party all night long. We decided on a place called Riviera Maya which is just south of Cancun, but in addition merely south enough to avoid all the crowds that plague Cancun. When we got there, it absolutely was like heaven. You know those shores with the insanely white sand and crystal clear waters that merely entice you to jump in without even checking in? Well, it was one of these places. I could recommend it to virtually everyone.
And for a few days, everything was going as planned. We were relaxing on the shores whole day long, went out for several drinks in the evenings and we were, if we are fair, being a dreary group. Actually, it was getting a bit too dull. I mean we were still in http://shynudists.com and regardless how exhausted you get over the course of the year, you do want some pleasure when you go on a holiday. That is when one of my girlfriends, Tyra, said that there is a shore where nudists go, something of a mixed seashore at which you could go either clothed or in the nude. This was something we never tried before and we decided that it would be a great way to spice things up a bit. We also expected that there would be some guys there that we could take a look at in the nude. You never know, right?

The very first thing that we noticed when we got to the shore is that everyone was in their swimming suits, men, girls, everyone. We were a bit disappointed and we already thought that someone has misinformed us, perhaps even as a prank, sending four girls to a “supposed” nudist beach and then laughing their heads off picturing us waltzing naked to a regular seashore. As it turned out, this was not the case. The nudist part of the beach was a bit down the shore and we soon started noticing a growing number of people enjoying their day at the beach in the nude. There were girls in topless, girls which were completely nude and even a few really hot men all naked and showing off. One man really had something to show off if you know what I mean.
Then it hit us we were really unsure. Or at http://wnude.com of us were. Tyra was naked before we could put our towels down and I can tell you that it turned out to be a glorious sight to see her in all her curvy goodness all bare and not worrying about a thing. I decided to give topless a go and also the image which I sent you is just that. Tyra in the middle, all bare and without a care in the world. Me in topless and our two girlfriends with their backs to the camera, still not feeling adventurous enough.
The following day, nevertheless, we were all nude as the day we were born and I can tell you that it’s the best thing a girl can do. The freedom is intoxicating and the sun feels so amazing on the nude skin.

I came to be a nudist in a very indirect way I was planning my approaching summer holidays

and was attempting to determine between Byron Bay and Port Stephens and was discussing both options using a number of work collegues and eventually my manager. He told me he’d be holidaying in Port Stephens and was full of recommendations so I continued my research and found that Byron Bay was going to be overly pricey and continued the discussions with my boss about Port Stephens.
He explained he’d be spending most of his time at Samurai Beach, and that it’d good surf and an extremely friendly bunch. So on this particular information I researched Samurai Beach and discovered it was a legal clothing optional beach.
I eventually booked some accommodation and when I told him this I said, So, Ill manage to go to the nude beach with you and also your family, wont I.
He shut his office door and we had a long conversion about naturism, and that this wasn’t a topic for general distribution at work. He also surprised me by inviting me and a friend to travel with his family Samurai Beach prior to the summer holidays and see if naturism was for me.
After a conversation with my best friend, we agreed this was a good thought and have set a date for early November.
But my first time came a lot quicker than that. Two days after my boss and I were assigned to spend two weeks working in New Caledonia and could fit in a few days on the beach or out on an associate’s boat investigating the atolls and cays offshore from Noumea.
The day we arrived we went to the beach at Anse Vata on the edge of the capital city of Noumea. I ‘d not anticipated to spend any time on the beach in order that afternoon I began on the beach in a set of gym shorts and top. After fifteen minutes, I realised that I was out of place with that amount of clothes on as it seemed every girl on the beach was wearing no more than a thong even the 14 and 15 yo girls.
So I stripped down to only the thong I was wearing under my short pants it looked strange wearing so little in front of my manager (he was wearing his Speedos) but he appeared to not even notice, which actually made me more comfortable.
That was the Sunday and we worked solidly until the following Friday which we had away in preparation to work the weekend. As I said he’d arranged for the two of us to borrow a boat and do some exploration so at 8:30 we left from Port Moselle in a 24 foot half cottage runabout and headed for Ilt Laregnere.
As soon as we’d cleared the marina he was down to his Speedos, and suggested that I could strip down if I desired. I told him if he wanted to go bare, I didnt mind so as we cleared the harbour and passed the last house he was bare at the wheel and I was wearing just my thong. We sailed on for an hour before we pulled up in the leeward of a beautiful white sand island inside a coral lagoon.
As my manager set the anchor I decided it was now or never and I slipped out of my thong.

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Aside from the two of us there wasn’t another soul to be seen we spent the morning snorkelling (bare), sunbaking (naked), eating (naked). I dont now why but the feeling of the water along with the sun on my body was family nudists pictures than it had been a few days before when I was wearing only a little more.
Only after eleven another boat arrived and dropped four couples and six teenaged children at the shore before the boat disappeared, presumably back to Noumea. After they had set up camp of a few umbrellas and towels on the sand, the adults stripped off fully – soon followed by the adolescents. I was astounded to see teenaged boys and girls naked in front of each other, and in front of their parents, and mentioned this to my manager.
We then had a long conversation about naturism and the way that it crosses all age groups and after all I was only several years older than these children. Then he suggested we should swim in and say hello and have a chat. This looked like a big measure to be naked in front of strangers but he convinced me into the water and onto the beach.
After a string of Bonjours and apologies for http://nudismgirls.com fell into conversation and were offered drinks and an invitation to remain for lunch. We bought the boat into the shallows and spent the rest of the day with our new friends.
All up we spent seven hours nude that day and I believe it was one of the very satisfying days of my own life. I was quite surprised by the generosity and friendliness of the folks and the easy with which the children interacted. I found the youngest was 13 and the eldest 18 but there was a constant rapport among them. It was clear that naturism was worth exploring.

I was on a nude sailing cruise in the British Virgin Islands 6-7 years

past and we were anchored in White Bay. It was after dinner, we had had a bottle of wine or four, and determined we wanted to visit the pub ashore for a drink – but of course we did not need to get dressed. Somehow we didn’t find this as a issue. Into the dighy we climbed, motored away to the pub (not the Soggy Dollar, the other one) and in we walked. There were just half a dozen folks there, but http://macgallery.net was detected. One young man let out a whoop when we walked in, and he quickly got naked (though his girlfriend got him get dressed again – I’ve often thought that I hoped he dumped her).

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We sat down as normally as possible at one of the tables, continuing our dialogue, and in a moment the server came along. She was quite flustered, garbled a few incoherent monosylables, and then left, having forgotten to take our drink orders.

We spent nearly two hours in http://videonudism.com/suntan/girl-beach-erotic-video.php and had a grand time. Eventually the majority of the other patrons left, the bartender got naked, and even the waiter took off her top. She and our hostess subsequently compared breast occupations and found they had had the same plastic surgeon in Atlanta. It was definitely a memorable night!

But the part I really have yet to figure out is how – or whether – we paid for our drinks. We went without clothes, therefore without pockets, hence without wallets, so without money. So I guess the best portion of the evening was that it was not only clothes-free, it was additionally drinks-for free.

Several years ago I was reading through the small paper our city puts out to advertise community events.

I noticed that our local art center offered a non-instructed life drawing class in which artists could show up with their favorite sketching media, pay a fee, and be given a naked model for three hours. I wondered what it would be like to be that model, so I rode my bike down there to apply. They hired me on the spot and asked me to cover the class for the following Saturday.

It’s typical of me to jump before I look, and so on the way home I started to realize that I had no idea what an artwork model does, since I ‘d never been to this type of course. Im not exactly a graceful girl. I never took ballet or gymnastics in school. I ride horses and go camping and backpacking.

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So when I got home I made some phone calls and found a school art instructor who gave me some hints over the telephone. That Saturday I showed up to see about 15 adults milling about drinking Starbucks. After the initial introductions, I stepped up on the little period and disrobed to began my first ever models. The amusing thing is that I was exceptionally nervous all morning until I took my clothing off. Once naked, I felt relaxed and comfortable and might feel myself taking charge of things. It was http://xotad.com !

A couple of days after the faculty art instructor called me back to see how things had gone. I told her I ‘d adored it and that several of the artists had remarked that I was the best model they’d ever seen. She said, Great! Thus come work for me. http://antinude.com see you next Wednesday. After that my telephone was almost calling off the hook from other instructors with job offers. I wound up modeling all around town for a little over two years until I retired from it to devout my time to a new horse with area issues that needed a great deal of focus.

All in all it turned out to be a great time in my life that left me with many fun stories to tell when I’m a little old lady at the retirement home.

Many years ago, when I was just starting to

investigate social nudism, I was travelling across the state for a meeting or something. My route took me quite close to a nudist resort that I’d wanted to visit. So I called ahead and arranged for a tour. I pulled off the main highway, and down the ever increasingly smaller road. I wasn’t wearing much to begin with, and pulled off the remainder about half way down the small road. Eventually I reached the entry, and pulled in to a parking space in front of the office.

Since this was a nudist resort, I saw no requirement for clothing, and got out of the vehicle, and walked into the office totally nude. I walked in to find the guy supporting the desk was clothed, along with the two couples in line ahead of me. I felt truly NEKKID! He finished with the first couple and we smiled at each other as they departed. The man asked if I was http://cutenudist.com for the tour. He said there would be someone here shortly. I was a little nervous, but no one appeared to care that I was bare.

A couple of moments after, I heard something outside the doorway, and turned to look. In walked a family of five. Husband and wife, with their three children two boys and also a girl that were between 18 and 16. All five of them were completely bare and barefoot only like me. It made me feel a good deal better. My tour guide showed up right after that, and we were gone.

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I was not actually going to sign up and type about “my first time”

, but i noticed there are a few of you who are still reluctant about going out in public.
First of all i really must recommend it. It’s possible the most relaxing and enjoyable feeling on the planet. Everything everyone has typed about this is so very accurate.
I reside in a very cold country where being outdoors in the nude isn’t as comfortable as I’d prefer it to be, still the first time i ever went outside in the nude was about a 5 minute walk from my parents home. I’d have been about 15-16 years old in the time (I’m 22 now) and it was very much an intentional matter. My family are not nudists, nor does anyone else I know do that (that I am aware of). I just always remember feeling great when I walked around nude in my bedroom of after a shower. I appreciated how great it felt to possess the air around me surround every bit of my body. So, this one day i went along the road, it was quite overcast and it seemed like it was going to rain so I knew there was not likely to be anyone going about. By the time i got there it was pouring with rain, but I knew I was not going to back out of that. No chance. Since the place was rural i did not have much hesitation taking my clothes away, I ‘d time to think it over before I went and by the time i got there i bodies providing nobody was there then I’d be great with it.
From that day on I would spend some time at home in the nude, but nowhere else. I did it in private and nobody ever understood about it. Last September i jetted off to Australia. I had discovered that there was a local nudist beach nearby (less than 30 minute car journey) and I always liked to go and check it out. I did not want my family in Oz to understand about it, so I let it be until such time as to which I could go. Several months went by and I went to a public clothes only seashore along the road on a fine summers day. It was the first time I had actually taken my shirt off on a busy beach, I’d always been self concious of my body even though I am not that big a individual. I then went into the water with my short pants on. But not long before I got in I pulled my trunks down as I was interested to see what it felt like with what felt like nothing ont. It was great! I stood in the deep water with my trunks down and my top away, it was as if I was nude. I knew nobody could see me, so I presumed it’d be okay. With this time it was the turn of the brand new year. I had a car, and I could just go wherever I needed and when I needed. So my ideas went back to that nudist beach nearby. hairy beach sex woke up one morning around 6am just as the sun was starting to rise. I jumped into my car and drove to the shore. There were folks there already which I ‘d hoped there wouldn’t be. It was pure nudism ‘d actually seen as many nude people before, so it turned out to be a funny moment. I walked to the end of the shore which was most abandoned and sat on my towel for around 15 minutes thinking that I wasn’t going to leave without doing this. I just knew I needed to do it at least once. The sun was out and it absolutely was hot, so I got my shirt off and put on some sun cream. The longer i stood there the more people arrived, so I needed to do something shortly. So, I only pulled down my shorts and i was completely exposed. Then I formed a run into the water which initially was really chilly, but how great it was to be in the water knowing that nobody cared if I was nude or not.
I stayed in the water for up to around 2 hours. People were laying down next to my towel and clothing and i began to feel a bit unusual knowing that when I leave people are going to see me. I just accepted it and eventually went back to my towel and sat for a bit before leaving. I went back the following day and did it all again, this time I had no ease in undressing. I simply felt good, so I took my clothes off as soon as I got to the beach and walked along in the nude. As the day passed I slowly moved closer to the larger groups of people and sat amongst them.

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It’s without doubt the most natural I ‘ve ever felt. And it is an experience everyone should try at least once, it makes you question the function of clothes. Allowed when it’s chilly, you need to wear clothing but I see no other motive to wear them other than that. Yesterday morning i walked along the street to where i first did my outside nudism and once again stripped off. I walked an excellent half mile along that private road (link subjects to fields) and it got me thinking about nudism. I sit here at home and I am nude because nobody is here, it’s simply great. I am hoping to stick around here for a little if nobody minds.

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

I’ve known http://x-nudism.com who were naked at home most 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 social nudists, with AANR memberships and resort/club membership. They used either term to “authenticate” their active contribution as well as commitment to the nudist philosophy.
I actually don’t believe horny beach teens need bother with defining or labeling your bare inclinations – unless you are actively seeking a social nudist environment. But in case you still feel the need to define what you do, I think the term “home-nudist” is applicable to your circumstance. As far as your last question, it depends upon your intent. Should you get a bang out of the concept of other people seeing your wife nude, then you certainly might be venturing into hedonistic terrain. I loved my X being openly naked amongst other nudists; because her comfort with nudity was significant to me. And the recognition of her attractivenes supplied me with some measure of pride. But it had little to do with some hedonistic impulse to exhibit my naked wife (p.s. I am not judging you at all; only describing te difference).

I wish I really could say that I grew up in a naturist household, spending my summer holidays running round naked

in http://voyzone.com . But I cant. I grew up in the East Midlands in britain in the 1970s (I was born in 1968), with a totally normal childhood. I only ever saw my parents naked once or twice, and I dont believe theyve seen me naked since I was about 10.
So, I grew up with all of the standard British reservations about revealing my body in public. I believe that my first exposure to naturism came on vacation in the south of France with my parents when I was (I believe) about 17 – my last vacation with them before I became a student and then left house. We stayed near Port Grimaud, and one day I chose to see what was on the other side of http://wnude.com . Imagine my surprise when I saw a beach full of naked people! Id like to say that I went and stripped off and joined them, but I didnt. Remember, this was a time when I didnt even need my parents to see me without a top on!
Anyway, when I was a student (residing at home), I picked up a copy of Health and Efficiency from a store that had it as one of its top shelf magazines (a phrase that will without a doubt be familiar to British readers, but may be less so to those from overseas. Just don’t forget that Playboy is a top shelf magazine!). It was interesting to find a magazine full of naked pictures of what I came to think of as normal people doing normal things not models who seem to be auditioning for a gynaecological textbook. At the moment, I also begun to spend some time throughout the house nude when everyone else was outside, but this was more from the illicit delight point of view. However, my opinion began to change, and I found that I really enjoyed being nude, and envied people who could go on naturist holidays. I did manage a few days sunbathing nude in the back garden in a very rare time when my parents were on vacation and my brother was still away at school in a different town.
And that was it for many years. In 1992 or 1993, my girlfriend and I went to stay with a buddy who lived in Poole, on the south coast. On the Saturday we went to their local beach for a walk, and my buddy warned us that there clearly was a nudist section. It absolutely was Studland Bay, someplace I’d heard of in H&E (which I ‘d long ceased purchasing, mainly because I had moved in with my girlfriend). So there I was, walking along Studland, encompassed by nudists, but I didnt dare do anything. I mean, I used to work with my (female) friend (and did again a few years later) and couldnt imagine telling her hey, Id love to strip off here. For all I know, her and her husband might have been regulars, but that wasnt going to happen!
My girlfriend and I went back to Studland on our last day as the weather was fine, and I somehow plucked up the nerve to indicate to her that we went to the nudist beach since I fancied stripping off. She was quite amazed, but agreed on the understanding that she didnt have to. I really enjoyed it, much to her bemusement. I even swam nude in the ocean, which was just brilliant (if a little cool).
Over the the next couple of years, my girlfriend indulged me and we seen Studland once or twice per year and I likewise stripped off once or even twice on a beach in France, but that was pretty much it. For the last 3-4 years nevertheless, we have been on vacation in French bungalows, and weve always managed to be distant enough for me (and sometimes my girlfriend) to strip off by the pool. During the last few years, I’ve been doing a series of photography classes (Im a very sharp amateur), and the last one, in 2003, was social documentary. I fought for a long time to think of a subject, and from somewhere deep down I came up with the concept of doing something on naturism. I hunted round the internet and found a club in Marlborough (which is about 50 miles from Bristol where I now reside) who astonishingly enough were agreeable for me to shoot some photographs and invited me to come along and see them even though I ‘d be on my own as my girlfriend would not be joining me.
So, I somewhat nervously went to see them so that they could meet me and I could see what the photographic possibilities were. They were most welcoming, and I spent a thoroughly enjoyable evening swimming and playing badminton in the nude.
There were some delays in receiving permission from the sports centre they use, and in the end they said no. With this time, I had been 2 or 3 times and was getting to love it. So, even though my job was killed off before I had taken any pictures, the club asked me if I liked to join, and I did.

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I now go along once per month or so, and adore it. The main problem is that the team meets on Saturday evenings, and I feel guilty about leaving my girlfriend on her own at home when I go. Id love for her to come as well, but she isnt assured enough at present, although she hasnt ruled out the possibility completely.
More recently, I have been beginning to consider making contact with one of the clubs not too far from Bristol one that has its own land so that I could perhaps have someplace outdoors to see often.

In the last few years I’ve become an activist for nudism in our region and

http://nudenudist.com ‘d share some stories about how we go about it. Now I have a girlfriend who joins me in encouraging nudism as well as the lifestyle.

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It seems some areas like Boulder Colorado are going backwards instead of forward and this disturbs me as it might take up a trend in other cities as these things often do. free family nudism ‘m 300 miles away on the other side of the state, perhaps happily, but I expect a movement will grow to rescind these laws and to educate individuals as to the real nature of straightforward social nudism. We as a community need to promote a better image of nudity and the nudist lifestyle.

Just for example, here’s what we are doing. I started a nudist group here in Colorado called the Grand Junction Naturists,(www.gjnaturists.com) and we do things like we hosted a World Naked Gardening Day at our house this year and we encouraged the media to cover the event if they agreed to present it in a positive light. We made the front page of the local paper and were on TV 4 times and all of it was very positive. Next year we plan on hosting it again and again inviting the media to cover it, plus we aspire to start some safe advertising to grow our group and provide free information for those who want to learn about our lifestyle. Our site has an adequate amount of informative material on it already and we plan to add more including a printable version so they can share it with others in a printed form.

This year my GF and I decided we no longer cared who understands we are nudists, including her employer and fellow co-workers, as well as family, and guess what? We’ve had almost no negative reactions. Some were a little shocked and said they could never do that, but most were curious about why we do it which opens up to the door for all of us to be ambassadors for the lifestyle and to try to support them to get over their negative body issues.

And it is working, slowly, a little at a time, but we’re having an effect. Here’s some examples. One friend of ours is quite hefty set and was really self conscious of her body and said she could never go nude around others. Well over the course of perhaps 8 months I gave her reasons why she should not be embarrassed about her body and only slowly let her know about the nudist values and way of life. Finally one day she went to a private commercial hot springs with us and surprised us all by dropping her robe with nothing on. Since then she is far more comfortable being naked around others and in talking about it.