My first naked experience in public. is when went to a naturist club and didn't realise there was 70 people there on the day i went. once i got my clothes off i felt funny for about 10 mins. after that i took to it like a duck to water. never looked back.
It seems that a lot do exactly as you (ok may be not in front of 70), Love it or hate it.
was a long time ago in futerventura i would say 1 of the best holls we ever had. since then we have made and meet so many nice people who we can call friends. and carnt see 2014 being any diffrent hugs to all that knows us
dumperman gord
My first public experience was discovering by chance a nudist beach near Clacton On Sea. I was soo shy I took my underpants off while I was sitting so that no-one would see!
How things gave changed lol
Having said that it took about 5 mins to find the confidence to get up and walk the shoreline
Never looked back since thankfully
skinny dipping, used to be a supervisor for a swimming pool. Had the keys to the place, my girlfriend, now my wife, came to meet me from work. We locked up and thought what the hell!
Never looked bck since, really caught the bug.
It was a long time ago - probably 40 years - so can't remember the details exactly but I used to climb the Ochil Hills near Stirling and strip off for a quick bit of sunbathing when I found a quiet spot. I was "caught" once and had a good joke about it with some sympathetic walkers. I also remember stripping off in the Highlands and once found my way to a very remote beach in north west Scotland where I had the whole beach to myself in a near gale but warm enough to strip off.
Gerry Newnham
Naked is normal.
Philfromlancs.
Was this Brinscall Swimming baths by any chance, no windows near the pool.
My first time on a beach was whilst on holiday on the Isle Of Man. I'd been nude a lot at home, but the beach was a most liberating experience and I was really "hooked" from then on. I had not long left school and was seventeen. Great memories.
R.B.
For me walking naked on a secluded beach and then in France on a river bank deciding not only to sit naked but to walk about unclothed. Of course nothing happened apart from me from point a to point b. I never looked back and it seems strange now that I was ever apprehensive about being naked.
How we change and how important for our life-style that we encourage newcomers and make them feel welcome, especially when as newbies they may feel vulnerable.
Davie 8)
mine was in son bou in menorca. met some lovely people at the hotel and then on the beach. they stripped off and it seemed impolite not to join them, never looked back!
After a very disturbed night in the hotel we found a secluded and empty beach early the next morning and set up under a sun shade before falling asleep.
About an hour later I woke up face down on the sunbed and looked around to see several naked bodies enjoying the early morning beach.
Having been warned by my wife not to turn over until I was acclimatised I gradually took in the surroundings, settled down and joined in after a few minutes of contemplation and a "what the heck" decision.
I was joined by my wife an hour or so later and we had a great day, the first of many since that time.
I will never forget the experience in the late afternoon when a couple of kaftan clad elderly people came onto the beach and dropped their kaftans. The lady opened her compact and carefully brushed the hair on her head after which she took the brush to her pubic hair and did much the same. It was a priceless moment of very natural behaviour which cemented the feeling we already had by then that there was no greater normal behaviour than being naked. 8)
We are a happily married family couple with lots of things going on in our lives.We both enjoy naturism but my wife likes the temperatures to be more comfortable than me which restricts UK action
It was about 15 years ago at an out of season motorbike rally ( organiser recovering from a stroke ). The original idea was for just the two of us to go, but his wife asked if she and her sister could go. They came along, only to wake both of us in the morning to see if we wanted to run down to the sea for a skinny dip, we said yes be a laugh. all 4 ran down stripping off as we went, he gave up and didn't bother just went and collected our clothing. I am not saying the north sea is cold in the middle of September but 2 women and 1 man ran in, 3 women came out ! to a large cheer from those at the rally who'd seem us. We got a free hot drink for being brave he had to pay for his
I had been going naked home alone since teens but just thought I was weird lol and had never dared to bare in public whwn I hears about a nude swim in area. Rang to check it out and next few days were rising nerves :).
Got there with knees almost knocking, trying to make small talk in queue.
I was used to being naked within social boundaries e when getting trunks on, in shower, but felt strangely sel conscious with no trunks to step into. Strange how brain thinks you're doing something earth shattering ignoring others casually stripping off all around.
So staying nude for more than a few moments and walking out to pool really felt like crossing that clothesline :). Slipped quietly into pool and soon got distracted by the sooooo different feeling of swimming nude. Not just physical absence of a small bit of cloth - after all trunks hardly waterproof - but a state of mind. Just felt so muchmore free, connected, natural and right.
Soon got to hatting with others in pool and was amazed at coffee break to find myself relaxed and chatting on poolside - eek totally naked and exposed :). I didnt forget I was naked, but just felt a new freer. more alive normal. By the end I was hooked lol
My first experience is only last year on holiday in Spain. Found a fairly secluded beach away from the usual. Fair old scramble down a hill side to a rocky beach. Looking around I realised quite a few people had no clothes on! Usually I don't even like being on the beach with my speedo's on! But seeing a lot of people naked I thought hell why not get the all over tan. And I'm a little hidden under the parasol so shorts and pants off! Next was the important dip in the sea??? Oh no.... but i did it. Next a little walk to some rock pools along the beach. No one batted an eyelid apart from wondering what the milk bottle was walking along the beach! No problem!
Not looked back since getting back, but not managed to get to any English get together's either so home nudist only! So far....
sounds really cool, found a similar beach once near pals, costa brava, stumbled on by accident, all seemed so natural and laid back, couldn't persuade my other half to join in unfortuantely