they are. They say that social nudism alleviates emotional anxiety, and

they’ll reveal you medical studies to demonstrate it. They will show you another
survey that shows group therapy is more effective when conducted in the
nude. They will cite statistics that say nudists are generally more affluent and better-
educated than your average textile-wearing drone.
rather than being sexual deviants, are statistically less likely to commit sex
Offenses or incest and participate in extramarital relationships than the sickos in the
Fabric world.
They maintain that clothes is a breeding ground for bacteria.
They say one’s skin must breathe, to absorb and excrete,
and that clothes subverts many of the skin’s natural functions.
They assert that full-body exposure to sunshine insures a
higher absorption of Vitamin D, vital to the immune
system. They claim that nudity improves fertility, clears
They say that bask

ing nude in the sunshine fights many types of cancer, even
skin cancer. They say that clothing impede the body’s cir-
culatory, reproductive, and lymphatic functions. They
say these ball-smashingly To make a very long story as short as possible, I started out sleeping in the nude as an adolescent, ‘m wearing
right now could potentially cause testicular cancer.
The loyal fkk feels, deep in the bot-
grass, that he lives in a simply more
moral, equal, and reliable world than those
in the textile world. Using desiccated
Francophilic gobbledygook amid feely-meely
googly Edenic let’s-all-mush-collectively-in-a-
gooey-protoplasmic-Love-Soup aesthetics,
the nudist theorist proposes a more exalted, more
spiritually advanced style of living that is accessible to anyone just by
droppin’ trou. But do not be misled—his form of nudism aspires to considerably
the struggle for women’s freedom, and to perhaps even smash the patriarchy if

flesh, ingrown toenails, and swampy butt-stank.
despite all its delusions of philosophical splendor
and human uplift, will eternally stay a severely
world defined
Elmer Fudpucker at the Fkk Colony
comedy records,
and by zany naturist-camp cartoons depicting a man who can take two cups of
Apt catchphrases such as “Skin doesn’t equal
sin” and “I’ve got a brand naked outlook!” and “We
are nude, not lewd” and “Grin and bare it!” It is a
world filled with an uncomfortably high quotient of
pervy weirdlin’s who, if it weren’t for nudism,
Star Trek
to satisfy their alone
In many ways, nudism is, in addition, the natural-born
enemy of porn. Nudism proposes that
of us should be nude,
while How did I come to be a nudist? Well, this is kind of a hard question because I really don’t that just a
of us should. That’s a monumental differ-
ence. Porno depends on the general societal quelling of nudity, or it
wouldn’t be special enough that folks would pay for it. Much of the sex
Sector’s abundance is really dependent upon the mainstream
nudity. If nudity were banal, it wouldn’t be so “exotic,” and men
Would not actually PAY merely to see a woman’s naked tush.
I tend to side with the pornographers. My primary beef with social nudism,
apart from the oceans of aesthetic cheese, is the incontrovertible, established-by-
science fact that some people SHOULD be hung up about their bodies. I am
currently seeking signs for my anthropological thesis that clothing was
initially devised not as vain, peacock’s-feathers-design adornment…nor for
weather-related reasons…nor to hide a sense of naked shame…but exclusively as
punishment for unattractive individuals.

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my body. Yours, I am not so crazy about. There are so many people I
Would not desire to relate to on a nude degree. If I do not even need to look at
them clothed, why would I need to see them with their shit all up-front and
Inside my face? I do not feel so swell about Utopia if it means I have to be naked
Still, the warm wind feels amazing on my exposed skin. But for now, I Will increase
the fence around my
Me and
vate brand of Antisocial Dystopian
Nudism. I like the notion of nudity
for me…but not for thee. Or as a
as soon as I asked for her ideas on
nudism, “I don’t need to look at
somebody else’s junk.”
Until the late 1960s, the only LEGAL way for
Americans to ogle the nude human form in print
and on film screens…well, the nude
form, anyway, since
National Geographic
had no

I first realized I appreciated and loved practicing nudism some years ago.

Yes, she and I were quite close buddies,but for some reason I didn’t understand she was a nudist(or a least she was at/and in her house. I can certainly remember when she called me on the telephone and invieted me over for the weekend. She asked me to come down and spend the weekend with she,her husband/and family,but that she and her family absolutly love being barefoot and bare(practice nudism),and that she and her family would be barefoot and fully naked in the home once I got there.
I was really quite comfortable with this,I believe she was nervous to see my reaction,but she told me on nudists to anticipate this,so I was toatlly comfortable with it and that is merely what I told her. She said excellent and invieted me to take off my clothes also and practice nudism with her and her family,and that’s exactually what I did.
Being barefoot@naked is an absolutly wonderful feeling.
The girls told me it was an absolutly beautiful ,tranquil area with a lot of activities,but many of the tasks “everyone participated “barefoot and naked”(including the staff). I told the young woman that was great and sounded wounderful,so I made the reservation. It was quite a relaxing and fantastic 10 days
I do have amazing friends(although a small group and largely women)),they love practicing nudism and even though there’s just 6(in town),the other friends(3) who practice nudism live half hour away from me. Although we’re just nude the the home,or each other’s house. We all have and wear clothing.

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I’ve never done it, but I have been surprised by a girl in the wrong place.

There were 4 high school lads who had come to swim at the fitness center with a couple girl friends or sisters, and they were showering and steaming and taking their time to get done while the ladies got increasingly more impatient outside waiting to go home.

Eventually, among the women threatened to enter to get them. All four were buck naked, uncommon for .za teens in our locker rooms nowadays, and believed the notion hilarious and so one of them told her to try it. They were still laughing their butts off when she did, and she got more than an eyeful. I have never seen such a change in mood – the four men went into a whole tailspin, diving for cover and towels. She gave me a quick “sorry” on her way out, presumably a bit embarrassed at having found someone other than her four buddies in t here .

Wow, the lads were upset. They didn’t find my lack of sympathy very enjoyable, either.

First time bare in public? Thatis an excellent question.

So young that I can not remember. My maternal grand-parents were practical and frugal, and that set the approach towards clothing. Don’t get your clothes dirty.
As a child, I had a vitamin D deficiency, and there were two options, cod liver oil (yuk) and more sunlight. Since sunshine was free and my parents didn’t have to induce me to take it, playing naked was the solution.
As a child I didn’t have a bathing suit or a tuxedo. “Why buy something that you’ll barely ever use?” Visiting the beach was a special event, perhaps twice per year, and when we did, it was to one end of the seashore. Father went in the water in his panties. Granny brought another house dress to wear in the water.
Would you think that my family was really spiritual at this time? They were, but meant do not flaunt your wealth, not conceal what God created, your body. When I was a teenager/young adult there were lots of locations in the Lower Mainland that we’d go to and bash and skinny dip, but the majority of them have become regional parks now. My first wife did not have a problem with nudity, she would strip anytime and anyplace. I was too conservative.
The reply was “I Will go, but I am wearing a bathing suit.” While chasing one of my sons, she fell from her top, and off it arrived. About 10 minutes after, “What the hell.” and off came the remainder. We found and joined the old Sunny Trails Club in Surrey, and have been part of ordered nudism ever since.
We’re likely not true Nudists/ Naturists because we truly believe that nakedness is natural and not sexual. They really do not, or there won’t be so many rules to show that it isn’t. Don’t do this or that, or don’t wear this or that, because it might appear to be sexual.

I was raised in a very traditional Jewish foundation. We were assumed to dress modestly

at all times. I never considered going nude in private, much less in public.
I just wanted to put on my nightie and get into bed. But it turned out to be a hot summer day and evening, and I was sweaty, so I showered first–that’s clearly the one thing I always did naked, though I never gave that any thought.
I came out of the shower and dried off. I was not sweaty anymore, but I was exhausted. I just collapsed on the bed, too tired to even notice that I hadn’t troubled to put anything on.
as soon as I woke up, I was a little surprised to see that I ‘d not only had I slept nude the entire night, but it was the best night’s sleep I ever had. The following night, I was not so exhausted–but I could not stop thinking about how great it felt to sleep bare. So I decided to attempt it on purpose this time.
I got into bed naked, also it felt really good.
From there, it was a rather short time till I was normally nude when home alone, because it felt so good. I felt a little bit guilty for awhile because it went against everything I were taught since childhood. However, the comfort outweighed the remorse.
However, the thought of letting other girls see me naked in public–much less guys!– never crossed my mind. I still had some Jewish modesty. Fully being a Californian, from the greater LA area, I had heard of nude beaches. But I had no desire to see one.
Fully being a great Californian though, I did spend a great deal of free time on the beach in the summer–constantly wearing a bathing suit, obviously. And one day, while I was shifting out of my wet and sandy bathing suit, I started to think about how great it felt to take it off. And the more I thought about it, the more I began to contemplate the prospect of skinnydipping.
One really hot Sunday in August, I made a courageous decision: I was going to find out if I had the nerve to overcome my straitlaced breeding. I got into my car and drove south to San Diego, and parked at the cliff over Black’s Beach. For nearly 20 minutes, I sat in the car, trying to work up enough nerve to make the climb down to a place where I knew I would see naked women and men. I nearly did not go.
But as I began to turn the key to drive away, I could not do it. I was ascertained the time that I spent driving down there wasn’t going to be wasted. ‘d come to see a nude beach, and I was not going to leave without seeing it.
Slowly, I started to walk down the trail to the seashore. Really that is the sole way you can do it, but I was going slower than necessary. Eventually, I reached the base, and might scarcely believe what I was seeing. There were lots of guys, many of them naked. There were girls in all phases of dress and undress. There were families with young kids.
I located an uncrowded spot and put my towel down, and sat down on it, having no idea what I was really going to do next. Part of me wanted to pull everything off and go running into the ocean. Part of me felt terrible for being in this kind of location.
I closed my eyes, and thought, and thought some more. The thought of taking off my clothes in front of guys–how could a nice Jewish girl do that? But there were other girls there, and they took their clothes off, and they’d no issue with letting men see them.
The ocean looked increasingly more inviting. The guilt weighed on me. Even if I remained clothed, merely being in such a location and seeing such sights was incorrect. For almost an hour, I was lacerated. I went back and forth–and eventually, the ocean won. If it was a sin to be here anyhow, it couldn’t be any worse of a sin to participate.
Quickly, before I could think again and change my mind, I stripped. I took everything off, and ran into the ocean. I felt excellent. I was skinnydipping in public, in mixed company, and enjoying it completely. I came out of the ocean, as well as the feeling of not wearing a wet sandy bathing suit felt amazing.
From that minute on, I was a new individual. I’m still a traditonal Jew. I eat only kosher food, and I don’t drive on the Sabbath. I still go to the synagogue on Sabbaths and Festivals. But I am a Jewish nudist, and I really like it.

For quite a while, I was quite interested in becoming a nudist

I am 22 now, but I have liked going nude ever from the time that I was about .
After reading this site, I decided to finally just take a chance and see what happened. Nobody was home yet, so I took time to pump myself up. I sat on the couch and watched tv, waiting for my parents to get home.

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I was nervous for a little while, but eventually only got involved in the TV and nearly forgot about me being naked. Finally, my mother arrived home. I was very scared as she walked in.
She did give of a strange look and asked me “Why do not you have any clothes on?” It was extremely hot that day so I just said that I could not stand the heat, so I simply took everthing off. She said “okay” and walked away. I couldn’t believe it. my dad came home a little while after with essentially the same reaction. I was so joyful that I’d made it so far. I even ate dinner bare that nighttime.
Later on, I noticed my mom was looking at me strange. she was staring at my behind. Instead she said “You should probably sit on a towel in case you are going to go nude. You have marks in your behind with that seat you were sitting on. I laughed and told her ok.
After that night, I discussed with my parents about nudity and they said I can go nude at home with just them whenever I need, but should get dressed when other people come over. I am good with that, that’s more than I ever hoped for!! Well, that’s my story and incidentally, this site rocks! thank you!