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My First Nudist Resort Experience

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This was back in 2019 I suppose. I had always been interested in nudism. I started researching it in high school and found out it was way more popular of a community than I thought. I spent almost every moment when home alone, which wasn’t frequent, naked in all my glory with the shades open. Only the cows could see me in my natural state and they are good secret keepers. I would listen to music, play video games, and read right in the buff. No one ever caught me except my sister once when she came home from college unannounced. She just walked by, laughed, and we never spoke of it again.

Years came and went. Went to college, limited privacy for a few years until I got my own dorm. Then it was paradise city. My mother had to have questioned why I had such little laundry when I would come home some weekends. Girls also found out when Snapchat was in its heyday and regrettably there are many that seen me fully mounted.

Graduation came. Lived at home for two years afterward to figure things out and pay student loans. Finally moved when I was 25. Shared an apt with a friend. Again limited nudism. Fast forward to a year and I had my own apartment. I was naked all the time that I would sometimes forget I was naked when opening the blinds. It made minuscule tasks enjoyable.

I knew nude beaches wouldn’t be an option cause the closest one was in Florida. So I happened to stumble upon Rockhaven Lodge in Murfreesboro, TN. It looked like a nice place and I sent an email with a couple questions to seek validity of the place. Susie is the manager and said whenever you come just ask for a day pass. So the next week, I took off on a Tuesday to say I had a doctors appointment and I headed out with a towel, sunglasses, sunscreen, and a book.

When I arrived I could feel my nerves pulsating. I was shivering went it was 80 degrees outside. I thought to myself “am I really doing this?” My mother also has my location so she would know too, but that didn’t occur to me til I got there. I buzzed the call box and said my name and was asking for a day pass. The gate swung open, and I drove up to the clubhouse. So far I hadn’t seen a soul so I thought well it just might be me today. I saw the steps and started my way up looking down. Unbeknownst to me, at the top of the steps, a couple in their probably late 60s was coming down and I was eye level with the wife’s nipples. I said oh my gosh excuse me and they said no you’re good. Immediately started trembling again.

I met Susie in the office, her wearing a white shirt and jeans. she asked my name, scanned my license, and paid the fee. She said I had access to the area til dusk. Now was the moment of truth. I walked to the truck, parked in the parking lot, and took a deep breath. I got out trying to figure out what I needed which I knew wasn’t clothes. So I got my sunglasses and towel first then my shoes and book. I could feel my bare butt on the sun which was a new feeling, then I showed myself to the world. As I walked up, I saw two more couples at the pool and a couple of single people. I could feel the breeze caressing my scrotum which was also a new feeling and it felt so right.

i made my way to the pool, found a lounge seat, and laid my natural state out. It was a little awkward at first as I wasn’t near anyone as I felt like I needed to get my bearings about me. I started to read and found my myself switching my legs a lot, trying not to squeeze my boys but also not trying to boast them to the world. I got bored after 20 minutes then hopped in the pool, I missed the feeling of skinny dipping. After that, they had a walking trail I took a couple laps around. the people living there were elderly and very friendly. Even struck up a conversation with one, which I never had a normal conversation nude before.

After my walk, I decided to lay out on the lounge chair face down. About ten minutes later, a woman probably in her late 40s, walks up to me and asks “has it rained here today?” I looked up at her tan skin, blonde hair, and her rather impressive breasts and said “no not yet.” She propped down beside my chair with her husband on the other side. We were maybe 3 of 6 people around the pool so I thought it was funny she laid beside me. We made small talk for a couple minutes then she laid back. I had my sunglasses on and just admired her beauty. I thought to myself wow I cant believe I’m even here. I flipped over as my boys were hurting and she gave a smile and a nod. I stayed another hour then it started to rain. I got up and said it was nice to meet them and hoped to see them again.

I went by the clubhouse to thank Susie for a great time and I would be back, which I did a few more times. I had a text from my mother when I got back to the truck and asked what I was doing today. I said “just hanging around Nashville I took the day off,” though she knew where I was. Nothing was ever said and I went a couple more times before I got married. She’s not into it but maybe one day I can catch her on a wild day.

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