I have been a nudist my entire life, and have loved living it. There is no greater freedom than walking outside and feeling the warmth of the sun over every single portion of your body. It revitalizes you and keeps you in tune with all of nature around you. I had dreamed of finding someone else to share this life with, but wasn't sure how to go about doing i...
I have not always celebrated Nude Day; in fact I didn't even know it existed until last summer. I will be celebrating it again this year, but perhaps I should begin by telling you what happened on Nude Day last year. It all started on a camping trip last summer, the weekend before Nude Day in fact, yes we were all drinking and it sounded fun at the time, lit...
Woodland Hills, California Saturday, May 10, 1986 Well into the thirtieth year of our marriage, I do not remember how it started or, actually, when it started, but once again Lisa and me were into one of our, seemingly, never ending, ongoing arguments... Well, actually, by this time the argument had generated into the silent period. Now, to be honest,...
A trip to the pictures. "We start for home tomorrow so tonight is our last night. Shall we go to the pictures?" suggested my husband. The pictures, the cinema, the flicks! That just shows how long we go back. We literally walked into nudism about three years ago. We were camping in Brittany on the coast. We'd spent a few days on the beach. The sun was shi...
-The Full Moon Retreat- Episode: The First Search and Rescue Mission Chapter 12: Meet the press... ♪ Tomorrow, Tomorrow... ♭ ♬ The sun will come out tomorrow ♩ To the reader: Well, dear readers, this is the final chapter in this episode of The Full Moon Retreat, and my last chance, for a little while, to say thank you. This, a...
The following story is fictitious. However, the people and the events are based in real experiences. This story is something of a labor of love for me. I have worked on it, on and off for several years. As it grew longer, I finally decided to post it in segments as a multi-chapter story. I hope you enjoy it and I look forward to your feedback. Please take th...
I always thought that I could handle a small sailing vessel fairly well, but nature has a way of making us humble again once our egos get the better of us. Let me explain. My name is Tom Jones--no, I'm not the signer, I just share the name with him--and I am a very well off 30-something who inherited literally a ton of money when his father and mother were...
Fred Blake was one of the first people I met in the office when I was transferred from Minnesota to Arizona. He had a weathered look, like he was probably in his early fifties. The Phoenix sun had probably done that. Still, he was trim and seemed in good shape. His hair was dark -- almost black -- and graying nicely at the temples. I hope I still have that m...
Marcus had just arrived home from his last day of school. Unofficially a college student now he hoped to enjoy this summer as much as possible. His parents weren't home though he knew they wouldn't be. They had gone up to the family cabin which they owned at a nudist resort. Yes, they were a nudist family and he grew up this way. So, being naked around his f...
I should have known. Happy Nude Day, I thought sarcastically as I watched Wendy and Ron walk by, ignoring me as they headed toward the lake. We'd been the best of friends the last time we saw each other the year before, but Linda had obviously talked to them. Yep — lucky me. Over forty with a hot, wild woman five years younger than me. Going to nudis...