My first nude experience was when I was younger

nudism-porno-2015My first nude experience was when I was younger and very much by accident. I went to a beach with a very long coastline on the more isolated end.
I didn’t see anyone around and I knew that nudism was tolerated so I completely disrobed and laid completely exposed in the sun. I saw a topless woman approaching and quickly covered up – being nude outside was completely natural, being nude in front of others was not. She smiled as she walked by and I just blushed – I was so prudish about public nudity that even seeing others in a state of undress made me uncomfortable. When she was out of site, I once again uncovered and decided I wanted to go for a swim. I have been an avid swimmer, a life gaurd in fact, so I decided to swim further down the coast and come back. Swimming nude was quite liberating! I did that and went past many of the crowded parts of the beach. After a while the current was too strong to turn back and I realized I had only one option, to walk back on the beach.
I must say that was one of the most uncomfortable moments of my life. I walked out of the water, covering my genitals with my hands. As I came to shore, I noticed that everyone was naked and seemed so natural. I still covered up, but was getting a little more comfortable with myself.Although I was very athletic and fit, I had always been sensitive about the size of my penis and all my pubic hair but when I saw people of all shapes, sizes and ages I realized that I was fine however I was. I let go, literally, and was free. It was quite a walk back. Being nude where everyone was nude was natural but I soon I had a new challenge. Although nudity was tolerated everyone on the beach, the most popular section was where almost everyone wore bathing suits- toplessness was common but I saw only one completely nude person.
Aside from that, it was very crowded. I had no choice but to keep on going and I continued walking nude. People looked at me – I was probably the only nude person they had seen for a while – but I kept on going. It is ackward being nude in front of others when they are not but I learned to deal with it. When I finally reached my clothes, I was a nudist for life.
When I went back to my apartment with my friends, male and female, I told them about my experience. I told them too how good it felt and asked if they minded if I went nude in our apartment, they did not. Since then I spend as much of my time nude as possible and don’t care whose looking.

Since my early teens, I have always loved the sunning nude

nudism-pictures-familySince my early teens, I have always loved the feeling of swimming and sunning nude. Our family had a pool in our backyard deep in the heart of suburbia, and I remember wondering whether I had safely positioned the chaise lounge out of the view of any easily offended (or easily titillated) neighbors’ eyes as I stole a few minutes whenever I could get the chance to experience what the summer sun felt like on my naked body
And many late nights, after the rest of the family had gone to bed, I would quietly slip ito the pool for a skinny dip. It was a wonderful natural high.
Interestingly enough, I decided to attend college at UC San Diego. During the orientation tour of the campus, the counselor told us incoming freshmen about nearby Black’s Beach — and expressed some surprise when many of us didn’t know about its staus as one of the best-known nude beaches in the country.
So, I knew right then and there where I would be taking most of my study breaks.
I must say, though, that I experienced what I would expect is a normal degree of trepidation when confronted with a first-time nude beach experience. I remember visiting the beach a few times, and remaining clothed, trying to decide whether I was “safe”. I saw that the beach was huge and spread out such that one could very much maintain a feeling of having “personal space”, at what felt like a comfortable distance from other beach-goers whose motives for being there might be considerably less than innocent. Finally, the lure of what I had in the back of my mind always wanted to experience won out, and one day I took my new boogie-board down to beach, and without hesitation discarded my swimsuit.
I hurried down to the water, still a little nervous, trying not to make eye contact with the few people that were nearby. I plunged into the waves, and quickly realized I was having the time of my life. I rode the waves for a while, loving the sensation, feeling like my body was made for this.
I tired after a while, and decided to head back up to the beach. 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 notice the — well, stares — of many of the gay men present.
After a moment or two of nervousness, I quickly decided that this was essentially a public place, and going naked was my choice, and that I couldn’t really stop anyone who wanted to look at me from looking. And that as long as they kept a respectable distance and refrained from outwardly lewd behavior or unwanted advances or harassment, I would merely 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 people behaved exactly as I had figured they would. And my attitude toward the nude experience is pretty much the same today — taking off my clothes is a choice I make, but I can’t control what you do. If you want to look, go ahead and look, but I trust that you won’t harass or otherwise act distastefully.
To this day, my recollections of my many, many nude excursions to that beach are some of my best memories. In recent years, I’ve been land-locked, so to speak, near Sacramento, but it’s always been in the back of my mind to get back to Black’s. I’d also like to check out San Onofre.

We were 5 guys and 4 girls

nudism-pageantsA few years ago, after graduating high school, we went on a graduation trip to St. Martin, an island in the Caribbean. We were 5 guys and 4 girls, all single. The beaches there are incredible, especially Orient Beach. The topless girls kinda help also! Unfortunately, none of the girls we were with took off their tops. Yet.
On the second day, we decided to walk the entire lenght of the beach and go check out the nude section and see what all the hype was about. Once we arrived at the Orient Club, which is the nudist section basically, a guy from our group suggest that we go in and do as the others, without clothes!! After a few laughs and giggles, my friend takes off his swim trunks and 1 minute later, everyone is nude as a worm. Now, not getting an erection was the big challenge here, since the girls were pretty hot naked and having some of them compliment me on my dick only made things worst! lol I tried to think about pain, 98yo naked women, a pitbull as well as my last trip to the dentist. It kinda worked until we all decided to lay down on some towels.
Seeing the girls bending over was just too much so I decided to go take a swim in the ocean. They soon all followed me. Then after a while, we got out and thankfuly, after spending some time concentrating hard on other things, I was limp again. Kinda. But now my friend, who’ll remain nameless , was hard and didnt want to leave the water!! lol Nobody wanted to help him out with a towel so he had to come out, pretty embarrassed!
Laughing, but knowing I could be next, I had the good idea of telling them that since the sun is so strong maybe we should cover up before we get sunbruns in certain unsuitable areas! So that was my nudist experience! As for the rest of the trip, it went very well I had sex with 2 of the 4 girls from our group which was one more than I expected.