It was our first time at any nudist facility

nudist-family-pornMy wife and I visited a club for the first time. In fact, it was our first time at any nudist facility.
Our previous experience had only been with a few select friends either in our hot tub or someone’s pool and usually involved that courage builder, alcohol. Now here we were sober, with total strangers, and about to get nude. We were abruptly introduced to social nudism when we walked into the office. And we thought Fridays were casual, hah. Our membership guides went out of their way to ease our fears, and although apprehensive, we took the plunge. While we have changed clothes in a parking lot before, we can honestly say its the first time we ever took it all off. My God. Out in the open. Where we could be seen. Are we crazy?
Our guides gave us the tour and explained rules, etc. (Damn, everyone is naked.) They also gave us a history of the club and introduced us to some of the members. (Damn, we’re naked too.) By time we made it to the beach, we were beginning to relax. Well not completely, after all we don’t have any clothes on in front of all of these people.
After lying in the sun for awhile and slowly beginning to grow accustomed, we decided to take a walk around the area with all of the trailers. Walking down the middle of the road, buck naked. Whoa, that’s one we wouldn’t have thought we’d do. There are some very creative people. Some of the trailers and cabins were really nice. But the people were sitting on their decks, barbequing, doing maintenance, and washing cars without a stitch of clothing. We’re bordering on sensory overload now.
Getting back to the beach, we decided to shower. Between nerves and our hike, we had worked up quite a sweat. Another new experience, taking in a shower, outside, naked, with every Tom, Dick, and Betty walking by or joining us. The brain has now gone dead. It can’t take anymore.
After our refreshing shower, Mother Nature decided to send some thunder boomies in. We wondered what nudists do when it rains. After all, there’s no clothes to get wet. But we soon found out that it is cold, and if it rains hard enough can hurt. Plus our towels (towels are our friend we were told) would get wet. So we joined everyone in Keys Hall. It was getting close to the membership social hour anyhow. While waiting, we talked to a very pleasant elderly lady. We couldn’t help but reminded by that old Allen Funt movie “What Do You Say To A Naked Lady?” Since the brain is already dead, it didn’t register that we were talking to an individual who could very well be our grandmother and she’s naked.
nudist-family-pussy-picsIt was at the social hour that the final barriers were broke. Outside we could maintain our space and the invisible barrier, but here we were in extremely close proximity to naked men, women, and children. Just as the brain was beginning to come back to life, it shut down again.
As the social hour was breaking up, the skies cleared. Everyone was getting ready for the luau, but unfortunately we had to leave and get back home to our daughter. After smelling the pig roasting all day long, it was a disappointment not to be able to stay.
Seriously, after the initial fears wore off, which really didn’t take long, we had an enjoyable and relaxing day. All of the members were very friendly and couldn’t wait to brag about their club. Most of our apprehension was more on what to expect than the nudity aspect although body acceptance is perhaps the hardest part of a social nude environment. I did miss my pockets. After all, what do I do with my hands?
Then it was back to the car and what the hell?? We got to put clothes on. That sucks.

One thought on “It was our first time at any nudist facility

  1. YOU WENT TO A NUDE BEACH AND PICKED OUT A BUTCH WITH A MILITARY BUZZCUT TO BE YOUR MODEL. I NEED TO PISS SOME SENSE INTO YOU, PLEASE OPEN WIDE…..IT'S FOR YOUR OWN GOOD.

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