First Time
by: George
The first time I really went nude in public in mixed company was in 1994. Prior to then I had enjoyed skinny-dipping either with other males at the YMCA or alone in a remote area. The YMCA became co-ed, bathing suits were required and swimming alone was unsafe, so I started to look for a place where I could safely skinny-dip.
I could not find any nude beaches in Massachusetts that would be easy to get to, but I did find out about a nudist resort near me. I sent for the information.
I was looking forward to my visit but while I had never been uncomfortable being undressed for short periods of time in places where it was expected, I had never gone around nude for an extended period of time and certainly not in front of women and girls.
My first project, therefore, was to be comfortable with myself nude for no particular reason. I practiced doing that by going around my apartment nude. Nudity was required when washing dishes, watching TV, paying bills, and doing many other household tasks.
I still was not sure what my first visit to a nude resort would be like, but I wanted to give it a try and if I did not like it I could always go home. I checked into the office, completed some paperwork, showed identification, and then drove to another parking area where I would be met by someone from the membership committee.
As I drove past the lake I saw a beach populated by nude of men, women, and children. They seemed quite comfortable and unashamed. Nice tans. Well, even though no one knew me, I was not going to embarrass myself in public by looking out of place. I undressed.
I did not have to wait long before I was greeted by a nude man who gave me and another couple the tour of the campground.
The tour ended at the lake and I was on my own. Well, I was here to go skinny-dipping and there was the lake. I swam for a while and then decided to just sit and sun on the beach. Without wet clothing I was warm and comfortable. Sure I was nude, but so was everyone else and, as the brochure said, clothing was definitely out of place here.
Later I took a short walk on my own. As I passed other people a smile and "Hello" was in order, the lack of clothing was of no significance. I returned to the lake for more swimming and sunning.
Before going home I took a warm shower in the round building that housed the showers. As the shower and adjoining hot tub made the drying area humid, I went outside. That did it for me. I was dried by the gentle breeze and the warm sun. That convinced me that this was how we were meant to be. There was nothing disgraceful about being nude. I completed the remaining visits and interviews as soon as I could so that I could become a member.
That was my first real nudist experience. I have given up the textile life and now am clothed only when required. Since that time I have joined a number of naturist organizations and participated in a number of nudist activities. I now attend a lot of the TNS Gatherings & Festivals, and have also enjoyed a couple of nude cruises.