Skip to content

Naked, Nudist Naturist Chapter One

The real life stories of a social naturist

The Natural Naturist

“I grew up walking around naked in my house. My mom was like that, and my sisters.” —Jennifer Lopez

The promenade along the beach front in Nice, Southern France was where I decided to take a walk to exercise my legs before my long business flight from Nice to Los Angeles on American Airlines. It was a hot sunny afternoon in Nice and the sandy Medditterrean beach was covered with beach goers. It was here, on this idyllic afternoon, that I noticed for the first time in my life topless females on the beach, not just lying and tanning in the sun but walking around, talking to their partners and swimming. This slowed down my progress along the promenade no end. There were naked men and women, girls of all ages going naked and topless wearing only their skimpy bikini bottoms. And then I saw my first “nudist” as they were referred to in those days. She was an elderly woman maybe seventy years of age sitting naked against a tree. It was obvious by her tan that she had been practicing nudism for many a year for her skin was tanned dark brown and looked like saddle leather. Her breasts had given up the fight with gravity and hung like two deflated hot water bottles, reminding me of two well worn leather saddle bags. They were both uniformly tanned mahogany brown in harmony with the rest of her body. Now with my enquiring mind I wondered what the underside of her breasts looked like. Were they also uniformly tanned brown and if so how did she achieve this or would they be lily white if flipped up? With a combination of my lack of French and my lack of courage I was never able to find out. She did however command my respect as her grey white hair was elegantly done on top of her head and she looked in age and in figure not too unlike Bridgette Bardot in her nudist days. Having seen both men and women nudists on the French beach that afternoon and the liberation that being naked brings I considered the bare benefits and decided that I too should persue a lifestyle of being buck naked where and when ever opportuinty presents and become a social naturist.

Now I have liberally used words such as nude, naked, naturist, bare and buck naked. As these words will crop up in the rest on the text I thought it would be only fair to the reader if we looked at definitions up front. Having used the resources of dictionaries and Google I felt the definitions below best captured the essence of these words:

Nude: wearing no clothes, bare with no covering;

Naked: not covered by clothing, especially having no clothing on any part of the body; lacking the usual covering, openly displayed; bare nude unclothed, uncovered, unprotected, exposed, undressed, stripped;

Naturist: wearing no clothes as custom; the practice of going without clothes usually in communal settings or in designated areas in the belief that nudity is a healthy natural state;

Bare: Lacking clothing or not covered by clothing;

Buck-naked: A term used in the United States of America meaning wearing no clothes at all.

We are all born naked All explore being naked The home naturist, the garden naturist Husband and wife naked clearing the nest going naked around the house in front of children social naturism


So now what do you do? Young, in-between’s and old alike, you start thinking about nudism as an idea that there are appropriate times and places to be nude, either alone, with your family or with other nudists. You appreciate your body, and you respect it as the beautiful miracle that it is. Look at your body in a new way; behold its natural beauty and function. Start by practicing being nude as much as possible, either privately or with others. If you do that for just a few months, you’ll soon embrace the fun, exhilaration, comfort and shear delight of being comfortably nude. Once you have reached your ‘Zen’ moment, that moment you realize you’re a nudist, you will then forever be a nudist with a new zest, appreciation and respect for life and your wonderful body!

 “Sexual modesty cannot then in any simple way be identified with the use of clothing nor shamelessness with the absence of clothing and total or partial nakedness. There are circumstances in which nakedness is not immodest… Nakedness as such is not to be equated with physical shamelessness. Immodesty is present only when nakedness plays a negative role with regard to the value of the person… The human body is not in itself shameful, nor for the same reasons are sensual reactions, and human sensuality in general. Shamelessness (just like shame and modesty) is a function of the interior of a person.” —Karol Cardinal Wojtyla (later to become Pope John Paul II)

“Modesty died when clothes were born.” —Mark Twain

“We are ashamed of everything that is real about us; ashamed of ourselves, of our relatives, of our incomes, of our accents, of our opinions, of our experience, just as we are ashamed of our naked skins.” —George Bernard Shaw

“Craftiness must have clothes, but truth loves to go naked.” —English Proverb

“It is so basic. A human being is an innocent part of nature. Our civilization has distorted this universal quality that allows us to feel at home in our skin. Other animals have coats that they accept, but the human race has yet to come to terms with being nude.” —Ruth Bernhard

“Indecency, vulgarity, obscenity—these are strictly confined

“The main hangup in the world today is hypocrisy and insecurity. If people can’t face up to the fact of other people being naked, or whatever they want to do, then we’re never going to get anywhere. People have got to become aware that it’s none of their business and that being nude is not obscene. Being ourselves is what’s important. If everyone practised being themselves instead of pretending to be what they aren’t, there would be peace.” —John Lennon

Leave a Reply

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

Related stories you might like