NEW-DISM or New to Nudism: A Girl Friend Recounts Her Experience with Nudism

New to Nudism? or "Awesome-Dism"?

Intro by Felicity: Well I asked one if she could write me a story about visiting a fkk club and striking naturism for the very first time, and she did! Having grown up as a fkk, I genuinely needed to know what it was like for a brand new man to step into the fkk community who grew up in a totally non-fkk household / family.

It seems I did not give a good enough opening to this at first, so let me clarify. My female friend from faculty seen me at a nudist club for the first time, and I asked her to write a story about what it was like.

The weather was not fantastic, so we hung out in a group, but had to dress as the cold came on, so it wasn't perfect.

beach babes was naked for a short time and let my guests get used to things. As my buddy describes it, she got nakedand walked around on her own to see what it was about! And these are her general feelings and experience of it.

NEWDISM as in New to Nudism at Rock Lodge

Below is Her Awesome To Nudism or "FRESH-DISM" Story:

Disclaimer: Please be advised that naturist camps are NOT the place to go for anyone seeking a mad swinger outside naked orgy and/or guys walking around with boners. I repeat, nudist camps are not the place to go for a crazy romp or the screening of boners, sorry to disappoint.

My curiosity about fkk camps stems back almost two years ago. She had been raised in a fkk camp and during summer and springtime breaksfrom school that's where she returned, unbeknownst to us.

Needless to say, my friends and I were beyond shocked at this discovery, and continued to bombard her with a wide collection of questions, including "What do you do when it gets cold?" and "Do people have sex throughout the place?" (Admittedly, some questions were more credible than others). Our aims weren't to be inappropriate.

The documentary exemplified the story of a teen forced to grow up in a fkk camp as a sad, uncomfortable predicament which he couldn't escape, and I was left thinking, "At least I am not him.")

Upon my college graduation, I embarked on the path of semi-self discovery and adventure, as many often do when they don't know what the next life step is. I boldly decided I would set all dreads aside, and see my buddy at a naturist club called Rock Lodge.

I embarked on my journey on a lovely summer day with a buddy from home. We debated and predicted what the camp would be like, having little, to no idea what to expect. I have to confess I was nervous, and took pointless detours to prolong our arrival (yesI did try to locate a certain Real Housewife of Fresh Jersey). As we entered the gates of the fkk camp, a tide of panic came over me as a man greeted us (naked, of course).

As much as I 'd prepared myself, the first bare viewing caught me off guard. I fought not to let my discomfort get the best of me. I quickly recovered my composure and put my game face onI had come this far, I was prepared. As we strolled through the camp I met a variety of individuals, all different ages, and equally as notable, all different shapes and sizes.

I could not help but respect the assurance everyone seemed to possess, no matter their physical shape, and I slightly envied them. blondes on a beach seemed to feel infinitely more confident than most people who walk around completely clothed.

As I learned more about the lifestyle and the doctrines behind nudism, I began to understand why.

Initially, I didn't feel comfortable taking my clothes off and getting nude, but I began to feel comfortable around naked folks. After the first few handshakes and conversations, it became somewhat standard. After the first few hours, I no longer thought about the fact that people were nude and I understood how readily people could adapt to this lifestyle, if they were open to it. I also found how accepting folks were.

My buddy and I arrived completely clothed, and (despite our best attempts) certainly just a little bit uncomfortable. Yet we were embraced with open arms and no one appeared distrustful of our motives for visiting. I valued the initial approval, since so frequently there is pressure to prove yourself in some way amongst a group of fresh individuals, in order to be accepted.

It was truly one of the strangest and concurrently liberating feelings I Have experienced in a long time.

I walked on a trail surrounding a medium-sized lake. The sun was beaming through in patches but the trail was, for the most part, covered. I understood people on the other side of the lake could see me naked from a distance, but I no longer cared.

At that instant standing on the strand, I realized how far I 'd surpassed my comfort zone, and how much I appreciated it. I re-clothed and continuing to spend the rest of the night and day at the camp. Some members put on clothes when the weather began to be uncooperative. Throughout my time there I gained knowledge from the viewpoints of both long-time nudists and brand new ones.

It seemed that members initially chose this lifestyle for all different reasons, but continued to live it for quite similar reasons including the instilled sense of confidence from a young age, the lack of superficial value, and first-class connection with nature.

I left the nudist club feeling somewhat shifted and, I know it seems lame, a little bit wiser and more assured. I definitely recommend that everyone experience this lifestyle (or societal nudity) at least once, even for a brief amount of time, in their own way. I expect to return to Rock Lodge again one day, and maybe next time, I'll even be a bit more courageous

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