AWESOMEDISM or Fresh to Nudism A Girl Friend Recounts Her Encounter with Nudism

Fresh to Nudism? or "Fresh-Dism"?
Introduction by Felicity: Having grown up as a fkk, I actually wanted to understand what it was like for a new man to step into the nudist community who grew up in an entirely non-fkk household / family.
It appears I did not give a good enough opening to this at first, so let me clarify. My female friend from school seen me at a fkk club for the first time, and I asked her to write a story about what it was like.
The weather wasn't fantastic, so we hung out in a group, but had to dress as the cold came on, so it was not ideal.
I was bare for a short time and let my guests get used to things. And these are her general beliefs and experience of it.
AWESOME-DISM as in Awesome to Nudism at Rock Lodge
Below is Her New To Nudism or "FRESH-DISM" Storyline:
Disclaimer: Please be advised that fkk camps are NOT the place to go for anyone seeking a mad swinger outdoor naked orgy or guys walking around with boners. I repeat, naturist camps aren't the place to go for a crazy romp or the viewing of boners, sorry to disappoint.
My interest about nudist camps stems back almost two years past. She had been raised in a nudist camp and during summer and spring breaksfrom faculty that is where she returned, unbeknownst to us.
Needless to say, my buddies and I were beyond shocked at this discovery, and proceeded to bombard her with a broad 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 goals were not to be improper.
The documentary exemplified the story of a teenager forced to grow up in a fkk camp as a depressing, embarrassing plight which he could not escape, and I was left thinking, "At least I am not him.")
Upon my school graduation, I embarked on the path of semi-self discovery and adventure, as many frequently do when they don't know what the next life measure is. I boldly decided I'd set all dreads aside, and see my friend at a nudist club called Rock Lodge.
I embarked on my journey on a beautiful summer day with a buddy from home. We debated and predicted what the camp would be like, having little, to no notion what to expect. I have to confess I was nervous, and took scoreless detours to prolong our coming (yesI did attempt to find a particular Real Housewife of Fresh Jersey). As we entered the gates of the fkk camp, a wave of panic came over me as a man greeted us (nude, of course).
As much as I 'd prepared myself, the initial 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 wandered through the camp I met an assortment of people, all different ages, and equally as famous, all different shapes and sizes.
I could not help but admire the self-assurance everyone appeared to possess, no matter their physical shape, and I somewhat envied them. They seemed to feel infinitely more confident than most people who walk around fully clothed.
I thought to myself, "How can folks whose imperfections are so blatantly visible for everyone to see possess such confidence?" As I learned more about the lifestyle and the doctrines behind nudism, I began to understand why.
Initially, I did not feel comfortable taking my clothes off and getting naked, but I began to feel comfortable around nude people. After the first few handshakes and dialogues, it became somewhat regular. After the first few hours, I no longer thought about the fact that folks were nude and I understood how easily people could adapt to this lifestyle, if they were open to it. I also discovered how accepting people were.
My friend and I arrived completely clothed, and (despite our best attempts) certainly a little bit uncomfortable. Yet we were embraced with open arms and no one appeared suspicious of our reasons for visiting. I appreciated the first acceptance, since so often there is pressure to establish yourself in some way amongst a small grouping of fresh people, in order to be accepted.
It was really among the most unusual and simultaneously liberating feelings I've experienced in quite a long time.
I walked on a trail encompassing a medium-sized lake. The sun was beaming through in patches but the trail was, for the most part, covered. I made my way apprehensively onto the strand and stood alone, in the middle of the sand, overlooking the lake. I understood people on the other side of the lake could see me naked from a distance, but I no longer cared.
At that moment standing on the shore, I realized how far I 'd surpassed my comfort zone, and how much I appreciated it. I re-clothed and continued to spend the rest of the night and day at the camp. https://s3.amazonaws.com/naturist-last/public-nudism.html put on clothing when the weather started to be uncooperative. Throughout my time there I got knowledge from the perspectives of both longtime nudists and brand new ones.
It appeared that members initially picked this lifestyle for many different motives, but continued to live it for quite similar reasons including the instilled sense of assurance from a young age, the lack of superficial importance, and superior connection with nature.
I left the naturist club feeling marginally changed and, I know it sounds lame, a little bit wiser and more confident. I hope to return to Rock Lodge again one day, and maybe next time, I Will even be slightly braver
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