Jessica’s First Time Nudist Story

Guest Naturist Site By: Jessica Marie
First Time Nudist – If you asked me to join a nudist club a year ago, I’d happen to be out the door quicker than you’d have even started to take your clothes away. Why? Because I’ve been extremely self-conscious my whole life. Beginning in middle school, I had always attempted to fit in.
I joined cheerleading, the town dancing group, gymnastics, and the school band. But even after all of these efforts at being part of something, I was always the odd man out. I saw myself as a little too chubby, a little too awkward, a little less flexible, and much less organized as everyone else as I approached my babe years.
It was in high school where I finally found my place, but I was still uncomfortable in my own body, so getting naked was far down on my list of things to do. Actually, it wasn’t on the list at all. After all, I was seventeen, hardly five-feet tall, and (gasp) a size A cup.
Even now, after college, not much has changed. And then I met someone whom I ‘ll refer to as Bryan.
First Nudist FKK Gathering
I first met Bryan through a website, and when we eventually decided to meet in person, it was no secret if you ask me that he was completely comfortable being bare and not a first-time naturist like me. After a month approximately of getting to understand him, he asked me if I wanted to go to a nudist event held by FKK at Juniper Woods. Since it was FKK organizing the occasion, I learned that young people would be attending. I ‘d absolutely what I was getting myself into.
A week passed and all the while, Bryan and I were hyping up how trendy the occasion would be. And then the day to go came. I packed my things, he picked me up from my house, and we made our way to the Catskills. The first half of the auto ride was fantastic as we sang and I watched the amazing countryside pass by the window.
I tried imagining a camping trip with all the kids I went to school with becoming naked, and all I could think of was how judgmental they’d be. I freaked out. I started . I could not believe I was actually going to get naked in front of folks I did not understand. How many would be there? Should I just wear short pants? What about my small boobs? I should undoubtedly wear my hair down in front of them. Oh, and I’m going to have to suck in my gut. I soon learned I had nothing to bother about.
We finally pulled up to your big gate with a sign in front with buzzer. Bryan talked into a carton saying we were here for the FKK event. I sat there unable to talk or go. The gates began to go after some time, and soon before our car was a middle aged woman, totally nude, sitting in a golf cart. I believed it was funny. I hadn’t seen too many naked people out in the open like that before.
After we completed filling out some paper work, we drove down to our camping place where Bryan sat up the tent. And there was no turning back. After all, if I only sat at our campsite fully clothed, I would, once more, be the odd-person outside.
It was then I understood that when I did not strip down within the next five minutes, I was probably not going to do it at all. So, when the tent was finally up, I went inside and got rear-freakin’-nude. It was a strange feeling being fully naked outdoors. It wasn’t really so bad, I thought. But the real test of my new-found courage would be facing all of these total strangers.
When Bryan was done getting naked, we walked down to your tented place where the nudies were body painting. Bryan presented me to a couple of them and told them I was a first-time nudist and that it was my first time at a FKK (or any) nudist event. And before I understood it, I ‘d a group of folks coming over to meet me.
Everyone was exceptionally friendly, and although I was still nervous, I began to feel more comfortable. They weren’t like the folks who I went to school with who I knew would have been eyeing me up and down. Instead, my new friends were giving me comforting smiles and waves. I looked around the small group of people; they were all different shapes and sizes and they were so comfortable within their own skin. I knew at that moment the feelings they had were what I desired.
It was in that moment when I eventually allow all of my guards down and declared to the world, I will be Jessica!
The weekend was probably one of the best of my life. I got body painted, went to a bonfire, danced, went swimming and hot-tubbing.
In doing this, in learning to accept who I ‘m on the outside, I can totally concentrate and love my entire individual, both inside and out. And this change happened with the help of everyone there. I understand if everyone wasn’t so incredibly nice and welcoming and totally and utterly non critical, I would have never kept my clothing off, and I wouldn’t have felt everything that I ‘d experienced.
My first nudie experience was only a couple months ago, and ever since then, I’ve been going to every naturist event that I can. Through Naturist Portal, I’ve made incredible friends, and the old insecure Jessica is slowly becoming only a shadow of my past.
This article about being First Time Nudist At The FKK Assembly was printed by – Young Naturists and Young Naturists America FKK
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