My first time was at Fraisthorpe in North Yorkshire. I was a single guy in my late teens/early twenties I think. It was a glorious warm summers day and I wanted to see what it was like to be clothes free outdoors in public. It was a longish walk along the beach and my heart was jumping in expectation and nerves. When I got to the naturist section I was surprised how busy it was. Most people were lying around sunbathing. I found a quiet section and just disrobed, easy really. It felt really invigorating and relaxing to be stood there and then lying in the sun clothes free. After a while I found the courage to walk down the beach naked. A young couple parked themselves near me a short time after. The girl was absolutely stunning. She and her boyfriend were soon in the water swimming and it wasn't long before I was swimming nude too. It felt great but very cold. I remember making some comment to the girl about the coldness. She laughed and I was struck by how relaxed the two of them were naked. Quite a few single guys came and went, a lot strolling about. A couple of women went topless and stared and giggled at some of the guys before leaving quite loudly. There's nothing like your first time and I remember it fondly.