, it was our first time at any given nudist facility.
Our previous experience had just been with a couple select friends either in our hot tub or someone’s pool and typically included that courage contractor, booze. Now here we were sober, with total strangers, and going to get bare. We were abruptly introduced to social nudism when we walked into the office. And we believed Fridays were informal, hah. Our membership guides went out of their approach to ease our anxieties, and although apprehensive, we took the plunge. While we have changed clothing in a parking lot before, we can actually say its the very first time we ever took all of it away. My God. Outside in the open. Where we could be viewed. Are we crazy?
Our guides gave us the tour and explained http://x-topless.com , etc. (Darn, everyone is naked.) They also gave us a history of the club and introduced us to some of the members.

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(Darn, we’re naked too.) By time we made it to the beach, we were beginning to relax. Well not entirely, after all we don’t have any clothes on in front of all of these people.
After lying in sunlight for awhile and slowly beginning to grow accustomed, we decided to take a walk around the area with all the trailers. Walking down the middle of the road, buck naked. Whoa, that’s one we wouldn’t have thought we had do. There are some quite creative individuals. A number of the trailers and cottages were really nice. But the people were sitting on their decks, barbequing, doing care, and washing automobiles without a stitch of clothing. We are bordering on sensory overload now.
Getting back to the beach, we decided to shower. Between nerves as well as our hike, we’d worked up quite a sweat. Another new experience, taking in a shower, outside, nude, with every Tom, Dick, and Betty walking by or joining us. The brain has now gone dead. It can not 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 learned that it’s chilly, and whether or not 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 becoming close to the membership societal hour anyhow. While waiting, we discussed to a quite agreeable aged lady. We could not help but reminded by that old Allen Funt movie “What Do You Say To A Naked Lady?” Since the mind is already dead, it didn’t register that we were talking to an individual who could very well be our grandma and she’s nude.
It was at the social hour that the final obstacles were broke. Outside we could keep our space and the invisible barrier, but here we were in exceptionally close proximity to nude men, girls, and kids. 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 prepared for the luau, but sadly we needed 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 anxieties 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. The majority of our apprehension was more on what to expect than the nudity aspect although body approval is perhaps the most difficult part of a social naked surroundings. I did overlook http://videonudism.com . 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.