Hi all I’m new to the site and new to naturism although always wanted to do it I’m not very confident but I found out there was a naturist camp 5 mins drive away from my house so made an enquiry and was allowed to go for a visit for the day , went on my own and was very nervous however the lady who showed me around was lovely and told me I didn’t need to be naked for the visit but I really wanted to experience it so when she showed me to the lockers, as she was talking and explaining the place it just came over me to think sod it so I removed my clothes before I thought to much about it stuffed them in the locker grabbed my towel and walked outside with her I’d done it and it felt great .. however I was clever with my towel placement but at least I was naked and enjoying it she showed me around introducing me to the members and her husband and everyone was lovely and welcoming then I just sat by the pool for an hour relaxing it was a lovely experience even though I didn’t have the full confidence to let go of my towel fully I think I did well for my first time and I do plan on going back at some point.. but that was my first and only naturist experience other than that I just like to be home naked but will definitely be going back there at some point .. just need the confidence 👍🏼 Thank you for reading
Welcome to NC, and that was a lovely story of your first experience.
You'll find naturism gets easier as time goes on. You'll find it becomes very addictive, and eventually you'll forget that you're naked, and end up wandering into places where perhaps you should be dressed.
There’s Something Therapeutic About Being Naked
This reminds me of my first visit to a naturist site, many years ago before the web and email. I wrote to them, the membership secretary telephoned me and put me through what I would call a vetting process. I passed vetting and she gave me directions to the site so I could visit the following Saturday.
Saturday came round, I set off and followed the directions to the letter - but didn't find the site. I backtracked a few miles and followed the directions again and spied a nondescript track that I must have missed or ignored on first passing, so went down it and found a big metal gate with an equally high fence either side disappearing into the woods. A few toots of the horn, as the sign said, and the gate opened. A lady, wearing only a towel, came round the gate and afer a quick check that I was indeed the expected visitor she introduced herself as the lady who had phoned me directed me through to park a few yards beyond the gate.
The next bit was unexpected. I got out of the car as my host locked the gate, she walked over to me and took off her towel. She must have seen the surprise on my face and she explained that as most folk on site had their own hut or caravan there were no communal changing facilities, so I should undress now and put my clothes in the car. I did that nervously because I had expected to get undressed in private and not "in public" in front of someone I had only just met. Perhaps it was another test to see if this single male was genuinely interested in naturism. It must have been "yes" as after that I was given the guided tour, introduced to folk as we went round then allowed to explore on my own.
When I returned to the pool area and got chatting to the regulars I found out a few of them had worked with my Dad, which was surprising because at the time I was living over 250 miles away from where I was brought up. It made the conversation more natural, though, and I had a great day joining in and just being me.
Smooth again, stayed hairy for as long as I could.
@sunnydays thanks and I’m hoping so just need to get over my nerves haha
@leapfrog thanks and yea very similar story thanks for sharing I think it’s hard for men on there own as most places won’t take them but will take women on there own I’ve found even where I went they wasn’t sure at first because I was a man on my own but once they realised I was just interested in naturism they was lovely and made my experience better
Nerves. Your not alone, because after nearly fourteen years I still get that silly little nervous worry when I go for an au natural ramble on my own. The moment I strip off, my eyes start to scan the horizon for people, while at the same time I'm constantly looking over my shoulder just in case someone is coming up behind me. Thankfully those nervous feelings disappear after I've done the first 100 yards, and then I start to enjoying my ramble.
It's totally different when I go out for a ramble with Louise. She just oozes confidence, which thankfully is quite infectious. She just throws her clothes off without a care in the world, and then and she's running around the fields like a naked youngster on the beach, while not worrying who she see's or bumps into.
Maybe naturism is different for girls.
There’s Something Therapeutic About Being Naked
Nerves. Your not alone, because after nearly fourteen years I still get that silly little nervous worry when I go for an au natural ramble on my own. The moment I strip off, my eyes start to scan the horizon for people, while at the same time I'm constantly looking over my shoulder just in case someone is coming up behind me. Thankfully those nervous feelings disappear after I've done the first 100 yards, and then I start to enjoying my ramble.
It's totally different when I go out for a ramble with Louise. She just oozes confidence, which thankfully is quite infectious. She just throws her clothes off without a care in the world, and then and she's running around the fields like a naked youngster on the beach, while not worrying who she see's or bumps into.
Maybe naturism is different for girls.
Yea I think you’re right nerves aside I think with women if people see them naked they just think either good for her or ohh look at that lol but when they see a man naked they automatically think perv or strange but they obviously don’t know how good it feels and that it’s nothing to do with pervertedness just the feeling of freedom 👍🏼
Not exactly a newbie, i found naturism in my teens and really felt comfortable with being naked with others, but when i got married my wife was dead against, she thinks it's creepy, so i became a closet naturist and only went naked at home when every one was out, now i'm retired and with free time on my hands i feel it's time to embrace public naturism again, however i am terrified to the extent that last summer i booked and paid for a day pass to a local club and didn't go, i was so scared, now it's back to solo naked at home. nerves are a horrible thing to over come but hopefully this year , covid allowing, i am going to the club with a naturist friend who is a member, fingers crossed i'll get there this time.
You got one life - Live it naked.
I cannot but wonder what it would be like to start as part of the collective. With my makeup and my family, almost everything I have ever done has been in stealth mode - from running to the kitchen after school for a snack to tide me over to reading a book (hold it so no one can see the pages or the title) to roaming the woods nude. It is not JUST that [my family laughs about bowl stuff - years ago, our boy not quite in his teens, I got my stuff from the kitchen, came in munching. What do you have in the bowl, asks the wife. Bowl stuff, I answer - me the lord of the manor eating stuff I bought and have every right to.
My reluctance to show when nude has never jhad anything to do with giving offence, or legal consequences - I just don't like to be seen.
I still haven't got to a naturist club as I started to "go naturist" more often in the autumn of 2019 and the lovely summer months were already over. Followed by 2020... well need I say more.
I did however have my first BN naturist event at a swimming pool (Oasis in Bedford). It seems totally silly, but the thing that surprised me was everyone just walking to the lockers and undressing infront of them. Well why wouldn't you? lol. It just felt strange. It's the most fleeting nervousness and then frankly all is forgotten and hurrah - swimming as intended! 🙂
Can't wait for warmer weather and the ability to drive to a beach or somewhere remote for a decent naturist ramble. (Remote because the only real fear I have left is bumping into someone I know.)