Like most people exploring nudism, I was driven through an unshakeable interest: What would it feel like to be nude outdoors and in the company of others? Would my nudity be uneasy or would it feel…good, natural? And the biggest issue of all: could I really bring myself to shed my clothes and my inhibitions?
All nudists have faced that “moment of truth” when they could either get nude or remain cloaked in sorrow. If you’re simply at a nudist resort, and everyone around you is nude, wearing clothes actually makes you feel out of place, so maybe it is somewhat easier to “take the plunge.” For me, my moment of truth came at a clothing optional resort, where I had scheduled a 9-day vacation. Because it was clothing optional, I did not actually have to be bare to fit in. I was hedging my bets, view imagine.
as soon as I arrived, I passed by the pool where a half dozen people lounged, some nude, others in swimsuits. After quickly unpacking, I headed back to the pool. I wore swim trunks.
As I finished spreading my towel on the lounger, the nude people on the opposite side of the pool left, leaving me and two other men, all wearing trunks. I was off the hook. I didn’t have to get naked. It’d be perfectly okay for me to catch some rays without getting an all-over suntan. And yet, I was struck by the notion that my moment of truth was at hand; even though I ‘d nine bright days before me, I knew that it was now or never. In that instant, I flashed forward to the finished day and envisioned that I’d spent the entire vacation clothed. I visualized a second on that final day when I might be alone in the pool and finally discover the nerve to slip out of my trunks and experience the freedom that so many others had appreciated all week long. I figured that if I was blessed, after more than eight days of opting to stay clothed, I mightn’t even like being naked…with the warm pool water and dazzling beams of the sun hugging my entire body. Oh, who was I kidding? I understood it would be wonderful.
So I got nude. And no one stared. No one laughed. No one pointed and whispered. Both other men poolside simply nodded hello, and the water rippled and the palm trees rustled and the sun warmed me. All over.
Sure, my heart raced for a while. I thought, “I can not believe I’m doing this!” But it absolutely wasn’t long before my interior monologue changed to: “I can’t believe it took me 42 years to do this!” I actually found myself feeling sorry for the two guys in trunks, and the smattering of others who would spend the coming days still clothed.
During that vacation I also went to a sunning pier where nudity was allowed. Again, some wore swimsuits, others bared all. Not every nude body was perfect. Actually, none were. But I was learning that nudism is not about how you look, it is about how you feel. I also went on a bare sailing and snorkeling adventure. Pure ecstasy.
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Perhaps telling about my first experience with naked diversion will lead you to that end. I was vacationing at a resort in the Caribbean. The very first two days were spent on the beach sitting in a soggy swimsuit and being chafed by sand. I signed up for a day boat trip and picnic at a beach on an island away from the resort. As we were leaving, I detected the excursion was to an isle with a nude beach! I decided to go anyway, believing no manner was anybody getting me out of my suit. I stood firm, and in fact, was the last person to give in and shed my swimsuit – I was the last one to get dressed to return to the resort. Why hadn’t someone told me about this sooner? I was hooked, and that was over 40 years past. The phrase, “naked when possible, clothed when practical,” definitely describes me. However, I do wear shoes when vacuuming the house though as I ‘ve a habit of running over my toes with the vacuum cleaner.
I confess that my first reaction was that this is some thing that wasn’t an acceptable practice. I was unaware that there are national organizations and didn’t understand anyone who could shed light on this particular relaxing lifestyle. The literature available now tells it like it’s. Everyone will say that once you’ve made your first visit, the sensation of apprehension will vanish. Until you experience a thing for yourself, words cannot let you know how you ought to feel or how you ought to act or respond. I am able to add one more sentence of encouragement: Do Not leave Planet Earth without at least trying this wonderful way of de-stressing and relaxing a chance.