Often the result of a dare, or an insatiable curiosity - nudity and summer go together.
TENUOUS EXPLORATIONS INTO THE WORLD OF BODY FREEDOM
The first time I exposed myself to a boy was in the basement of our apartment building. I was fourteen. I'd planned for the occasion, wearing my "best" underwear, which my mother let me pick out. It was very adult (no Disney characters), with seductive lace embellishments and the panties were see-thru. This is back when girls had plenty of hair down there (the Seventies).
A good sign of the times was my boyfriend thought, taking his cue from Greek statues perhaps, that girls didn't have pubic hair. Boy, was he surprised. My turn came soon after when he liberated his penis. It was stiff as a board. He let me (encouraged me) to touch it. For some reason, I knew what to do with it, and began stroking it. Within a minute he came with a series of spasms that actually frightened me.
Welcome to adulthood, I thought, as I used a Kleenex to clean up.
What's it like to take your clothes off for the first time with a boy?
Invigorating, to say the least. Seeing a boy's response to my body was very informative. Where I used to do everything in my power to prevent anyone from seeing me naked, I now looked for ways to acceptably let it all hang out. We started going to a field near our subdivision and having nude picnics. When you're out under a bright sun (versus a dark basement), you're really under a spotlight. The sun, speaking frankly, shines everywhere.
I was fascinated with the male anatomy, and made no secret of it. I asked questions. How fast can you get a boner, I'd inquire. Can you pee with a boner? As the summer wore on, we'd learned everything there was to know about each other's body. The boys were really dumb as I remember. One called my pubic area my vagina - I said no, that's inside, and demonstrated. Talk about shock and awe.
These images of teens getting naked during the hot summer months illustrate just how natural nudism is, and how easily we adjust to it. Everything is possible, once you're comfortable in your own skin. We'd climb trees, run, do cartwheels, swim and later, when the pairing off commenced, we'd experiment sexually. That too felt as natural as simply being naked in company. Our nudist summer didn't lead us to sex (it wasn't a "gateway"), but it meant when the time came to lose our virginity, we were comfortable with ourselves and genuinely able to enjoy it. I know many women who never had this communal nudist experience, and their "first-times," when recounted to me, always sound like a nightmare.
Now that I'm raising kids of my own in a more or less nudist household, and letting them skinny dip with friends (my oldest daughter is fourteen), I know they won't be surprised when they have their first sexual encounters, and they certainly won't experience any shame.
The most exciting thing about getting naked with your girlfriend, before she crosses the threshold into "nudism," is watching her get there. Girls undressing in the woods or fields fill beholders with like time memories... Nudism: It's The Destination And The Journey: Shoebox Memories
Nudism (naturism - it's the same thing really) is much broader than just getting naked on the beach. For some, it's a lifestyle, for others a kinky past time, but for most it's just a great way to commune with nature and enjoy life. Across four formats we explore the lifestyle and offer enthusiasts a chance to share their adventures and experiences.
With so many angles for exploration, let's just say it's an endlessly interesting topic.
Not all nudity is "nudist." Who cares?
Most Americans have deep concerns regarding family nudism, especially for young teens. Is nudism harmful to adolescents? For the most part, no. It's very safe. But that doesn't mean we shouldn't be a bit extra cautious. Family Nudism Issues