I had been on a weekend camping trip and fishing trip and stopped at a girl friend's apartment to pay her a visit. >
She and I always seemed to end up fucking after a brief time together. We started having very active sex in her bedroom and broke her bed down to the floor. We climbed out of the wreakage and went into her living room and proceeded to have doggy style sex. I was just at the point of cumming in her pussy when we heard a key in the door lock. >
Just as I started to ejaculate her mother opens up the door and walks into the room. I pulled out leaving a trail of semen running out of her cunt and ran back into the bedroom with my dripping dick leading the way. >
The girl and her mother got into ...

For a long time I wanted to have a nudist experience up in nature or with swimming, but I never wanted to do it by myself. I am someone that craves company. I am very much a people person. Friends to me are as necessary as breathing. Sadly the majority of my friends never wanted to give naturism a try. I asked a bunch of them, but they all said no. I remembeer asking one of my friends when I went to his house if he wanted to soak in the hot tub nude and swim in his swimming pool nude. He told me heck no. However I did have one friend who was very open minded. Sadly now she lives in Greece.
She was a great friend, and she still is a friend, but one that lives far away. She has a very open mind. I had told her that I was a naturist, and she had no problem with it, saying the body was something beautiful and that public nudity was nothing to be ashamed of.
One day we decided to go hiking up the Sandia's together. It was a beautiful walk, as we saw many beautiful cactuses, majestic cliffs and rocks, gorgeous plant life, etc. etc. Eventually we got to a part in the moutains that had a little waterfall that ran through. However due to the lack of rain the water was almost completly dried up. Yet that didn't destroy the beauty as many majestic trees of green surrounded us, giving us shade.
We had reached the destination that we had wanted to get to. It was so serene and so peaceful and beautiful that I wanted to be naked. Though I had ...

I had wanted for a long time to go to a nude beach and finally made it about 7 years ago. We had been to topless beaches in Australia and I liked seeing my wife expose her breasts. Although she was reluctant at first, she soon got used to it and liked going topless.
Now I never thought of myself as an exhibitionist. I frequently have nightmares where I am completely naked in some public place and trying to hide myself. I wanted to go to a nude beach because I thought it would be fun to see my wife naked in public and so we could see other nude people.
In 2001 we toured Florida and stayed for a few nights in a motel in north Miami Beach. We soon learned there was a nude section of beach within

W ell, actually the first time I chickened out - not much to tell.
So my first time nude on a nude beach was the second time I was at a nude beach, a different one than the first - larger and less crowded. It is actually an unofficially clothing optional beach. Most people remained clothed and closer to the entrance but if you walked far up the shore you would encounter nude sunbathers and even nude people walking the shore and in the water. Still not many though.
I remember waiting until there was no one around for quite some distance - it really was a huge beach. As I lay on my towel I got up the nerve and slid off my suit. It felt great to just lie there and feel the warmth of the sun and ...

For a long time, I was very interested in becoming a nudist, but was very afraid of what my parents might think about it. I'm 22 now, but i've liked going nude ever since I was about 18.
After reading this site, I decided to finally just take a chance and see what happened. One day after school, I came home and took everything off. 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. I was nervous for a while, but eventually just got involved in the TV and almost forgot about me being naked. Finally, my mom arrived home. I was very scared as she walked in.
I expected her to ...

Years ago, I was on a business trip to Germany. The people I was working with were very friendly, offering suggestions of things I could do at night after work. One woman suggested this indoor water complex in the next town. My hotel had a brochure for the place - it had several pools, with waterfalls, jacuzzis, saunas, etc.
The brochure also mentioned that on Wednesday nights from 8pm till closing, it was nude swim. Well, this intrigued me. On Wednesday night, I went there. You paid the entrance fee as you entered, and they gave you a key to a locker. I was there at 7pm, and went to the locker room to change into my swimsuit. To my surprise, there was no mens locker room - there was just one very large locker room. So, even when it wasn't nude swim time, men and women changed together. So, I got changed and went out to the pool area. The place was crowded - lots of men, women, and children. I did some swimming and then was relaxing in one of the jacuzzis - a great way to relax.
Little by little, even before 8pm, I started to see naked people. Entire families naked, body parts swinging freely. At 8pm, an announcement was made over the loudspeaker ...

I’ve been what many would describe as a nudist for the whole of my life. The very strong desire to be naked has always been there right from when I was a little girl. One of my earliest childhood memories is of my mom chasing me down the driveway with a dress that I'd removed and tried to hide down the back of the couch. I was running as fast as my legs would carry me naked and screaming. That little episode, which at the time appeared to be a normal childhood tantrum, turned out to be the initial signs of something that would be with me throughout the whole of my childhood. Even now, at the age of 17, my need to be totally naked is as strong as ever.
Mom called them clothing tantrums when I was younger. No matter how much she tried, when I got into one of those moods there was no way on this earth she was going to get me to keep my clothes on. I was like a mad thing. The only thing on my mind was getting my clothes off no matter what it took. She didn’t make a big deal of it and left me to do as I pleased pretty much. When you’re a kid nobody much cares if you are naked. Things became more ...

This is a story that happened to me about 10 years ago.
I was hired by a dance/theatre troupe, not because I could dance or act but because I was tall and strong. A friend of mine who was a member of that troupe asked me if I wanted to do it. I wasn't paid alot of money but was rewarded handsomely in a different way. You see, it was an all-girl troupe.
They were pretty much all the hippie/grunge type, or whatever you want to call it. Some wearing nylon/lycra outfits you could practically see thru. None of them cared and I sure didn't either. But it got much better. When it was time to rehearse on the stage, at the place we were going to present the show, we practiced with costumes on. And we all had to change a bunch of times.
Now my friend comes to me and warns me that the girls aren't wearing any underwear under ...

As an average teenager in America, I face many challenges almost daily. Overall I am very happy with my present, regardless of the changes that have occurred in the last several years. I now consider myself to be at the peak of my life. I am finally discovering who I am and what my true purpose is. I owe a great deal to my friends, family, and change of lifestyle.
I have taken a strong interest in nudism within the past year and a half. I love the feeling of being free and not having to worry about society's everyday hassles. When nude, I feel more like myself. The only time I feel out of place is when I'm around others who do not share my sense of freedom. Part of being a naturist to me is respecting others, including what they choose to wear or not to wear. I was not brought up in a nudist environment but was always taught decent morals and values. I learned not to hate but to express feelings of courtesy and respect towards every individual.
While surfing the web one afternoon, I came across a site relating to nudism. I was 17 at the time, and had not yet made the distinction between sexual concepts and plain nudity. I believed that naturism was practised by adults only.
I was in