hangouts in general. Now, as a young kids, closer to infancy, I recall we always made like Tommy from the Rugrats and constantly stripped our clothes off. Our parents ran around the home attempting to pick up the articles of clothing as we ran by them, tossing off something else. (Eventually they recorded all our clothes on with duct tape and then further fixed us to our high chair with said tape. Your parents did not tape you? Oh, well then I might’ve just been one of the lucky ones. Oh I jest, calm down) As a
child, I needed to go through my parents divorce, then the difficult conclusion of attempting to figure out who to live with. In the beginning, I resided with my mom for a couple years. I still recall all the different roommates we had living with us gay, straight, male or female, people from many walks of life. Well, not that you have to “practice being naked” since we all are under our clothes anyhow, but people who favor that lifestyle do tend to shed those outer garments a lot! To his credit, instead of simply being naked constantly, he always made sure that it would be ok with the rest of the roommates including my mother, my sister and I, before he appeared undressed, so that everyone in the house wouldnt be too worried when he was “practicing his lifestyle.” Of course as a young girl, the sight of a naked man running across the house can be something of a giggle, but because of how I ‘d been brought up, I wasnt bothered by it. as soon as I wanted to have non-nudist friends over, I would make sure to inform him so beforehand and he would instantly go throw on a pair of shorts with no complaint. So the system we had in the household worked just fine.
My mother was very openly enthused about nudity also, in addition to all those other taboo subjects that come up awkwardly when youre a teenager when discussing with your parents. To her credit, instead of waiting until my sister and I reached our teenager years, she made sure that we understood about different things that go on in other peoples houses, behind closed doors, and even in our dwelling not that being naked was a huge thing. ( I don’t have any doubt if our President and his staff ran around naked, the countrys reaction would be one of complete approval!)] Social nudity outdoors with several hundred other people just wasnt her thing.
It was, nevertheless, Georges thing, and he belonged to a local nudist resort and spent most weekends there. I recall asking him about the place and he always answered enthusiastically about it as being nice and also a fun area, but I wasnt quite ready yet. He made a standing invitation for my mom, my sister and I to go whenever we decided it was time, however he would not do so without my mothers written permission and with everyone’s complete knowledge of what the behavior rules were there. Eventually, maybe a year after, my mother and sister did go with him, and loved the experience very much. But by then I had moved out and lived with my dad and stepmom and was being raised in a fairly sheltered, religious sort of manner. This entire nudist matter didnt seem sinful, but modesty was drilled into my head, so I was less open to the idea of being naked around other people until a couple of years later.
Then came the “Great Rebellion of Age Fourteen,” and one day while hanging out at my moms house I eventually got the nerve to ask George if I really could go with him to this nudist resort and see what all the fuss was about. We both made sure it was fine with my mom, and it was, so off we went to the nudist park! Being the shy, awkward kid I was, I did not run around chucking my clothes right away. Instead, I believe the first couple of times I fixed myself in the pool and rarely left it, except possibly to play a game of badminton. (Yes,I played badminton as a child. You did not? Oh yes, so back to naked badminton…) It wasnt that I was uncomfortable in the area, because everyone was extremely nice and encouraging. I assume I played badminton to stop from staring at individuals. It is hard not to stare at fifty or so people lounging about like lizards in the sun without a shred of clothes on. Particularly when you are fourteen. Naturally, when you’re fourteen, you additionally thank the gods for your youth and taut skin. One thing I know I can thank the nudists for were their bashes.
It is uncanny how many parties they throw. There must be something in between!” Then they realize there is Election Day (which is not really something to celebrate these days), Veteran’s Day, and Eid Al-Fitr (for all you fasting nudists out therethough they are tough to locate).
On one such vacation, I can not recall which, they had one really talented member of the resort staff doing body painting on anyone who was interested. Now, in case you’ve never had a paintbrush dragged across your buttocks, well let me tell you, it tickles! I decided to get up enough nerve to possess the gentleman paint a dragon from my shoulder to simply under my rear. It seemed lovely, really! Everyone was telling me how amazing it appeared, on me and just in general. I believe even a German television crew was there filming the festivities.
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ViewThose Germans, they will put anything on television – even a lot of ol’ nude folks. But so I pranced around all day, displaying my backside to every adoring onlooker. Later, much of young family nudists shyness dissipated after that day.
After that I made many return visits and then I started looking forward to it practically every weekend, as I had made many friends there of all ages, and appreciated being able to simply lounge about in the sun. I enjoyed it so much, after a couple of years I quietly began telling some of my buddies about it. To my surprise many were interested themselves, and eventually I brought to the resort a girl friend from high school. Later the same year I brought there my boyfriend in the time (even though nudism xxx proved to be a whole lot more religiously repressed than I ever was.) And still later that summer, I brought an Internet friend from Ohio while he visited to share his first day of social nudity with our club members. During the next few years, I invited quite a few friends to join me in the resort, and all of them wound up having a terrific experience! As it is possible to see, this lifestyle is something that now I really enjoy sharing with people I know. As a young woman, I’ve finally moved out on my own, and I enjoy running around my own house naked whenever I get the opportunity (and at my mothers house whenever I return to visit.) I am now proud to say I’m a Nudist (with a capital “N”), and I have my mother and her roommate George to thank for it, those many years back.
That all being said, I believe I have some sunning to do. It is a quite lovely day and I’ve a great balcony that is calling to me.