I shared how my soon to be daughter-in-law was raised a naturist (aka nudist). Since her revelation, we are now planning a joint vacation at a naturistt resort complete with her family, which we will be meeting for the first time.
Sorry to go on and on in this post. I am just so fascinated by the things E shared. So, indulge me, and maybe my next post will share something more salacious.
E brought tons of pictures and shared many stories of her countless vacations growing up. In addition to several trips a year to a resort, they lived close to a nudist beach that they would go to all of the time. She also had relatives they would visit who lived in a clothing optional community.
The pictures were amazing. Seeing the total acceptance and comfort of everyone in their “birthday suits” was heartwarming. All shapes, sizes, and ages. It was beautiful. I think it is difficult to imagine if you have never seen pictures like this or have never been to a clothing optional place. It is easy to imagine that the first thoughts are likely of sex, debauchery, or perversion (or all three!). It is none of those.
The ease and comfort at which E would shared the photos was amazing. Pictures of her naked with her siblings, parents, cousins, aunts, uncles, grandparents, or friends – pictures that spanned pretty much her lifetime. All just doing things that people do on vacation. You can see the fun, joy, and merriment that you see in any family pictures. The difference of course, is that everyone is naked. It was beautiful to sense the lack of modesty and shame from every one, regardless their age.
WE WILL GO AS A FAMILY (likely)
There is a resort her and her family have gone to before that appears to have excellent handicap amenities, so we are likely going to take J with us. We haven’t told him yet as we want to finalize our plans first, plus, we will wait until it is closer to actually going as he does not do well with any anticipation of any sorts. As for the nudity, that isn’t even our concern. We know he will handle it just fine. In fact, he will be more comfortable and casual about it than perhaps my middle child, T2. Although I haven’t talk to T2 about it, my oldest did talk to his brother about it. As expected, T2 was not that enthusiastic. He didn’t say no, but didn’t say yes – and it may not matter. He graduates college in May and has a job lined up, so might not be able to go anyway.
SHALL WE ALL GET NAKED?
Oh, and in case you were wondering, E and I were both naked during her visit, and when Kayla got home she got naked as well. Mike was at work.
E spends as much of her life as clothes free as possible, meaning she is naked most of the time she is at home. She has immersed T1 into the lifestyle as well, and with little exception, she said he tends to be naked around the house as well. Since Mike and I are fine with it, and obviously E and T1 are fine with it, we talked about whether we should all be naked when we get together. Her and I agreed that as far as we were concerned, absolutely! We would leave it up to the guys if they wanted to join in, or if Mike doesn’t want to allow it at all. I have since asked Mike, and he said he is open to it, and “we will see.” That typically means “Yes!”
I asked E if she would want to disrobe if everyone else kept their clothes on. I found her answer interesting. She said for her it depends. She has family members who aren’t into the lifestyle and it isn’t uncommon at some family get together to have a mix if clothed and nude bodies. Some naturist family members are more “militant” than others and will shed their clothes whenever they can, regardless. Others will tend to take their cues from the situation. For instance, she will keep her clothes on if at the house of a family member who doesn’t partake. However, if it is at her home, family members know to expect she will be naked.
She said whether we wear clothes or not, at her home, she wants to be naked even if no one else is. As for our house, since we are accepting, she is comfortable being the only one naked if that is how it has to be. I find this all so fascinating and just how comfortable and nonchalant E is about this. I guess growing up the way she did, she probably feels us “textiles” are the oddity.
E has immersed me in naturism etiquette and helped dispel myths I had. Even though I see the beauty in it, I have concerns about the perverts out there, ogling women, especially young girls or boys. She shared that it just isn’t like that. There might be more of that at a public nude beach, but she has never sensed it or seen it at resorts. She has heard of incidents though. She said the facilities screen people and everyone can tell if someone’s behavior is a bit “off.” They get reported and dealt with.
Of course, perverts come in all aspects of society. They may be “of the cloth” literally and figuratively, or they may be nudists. But neither infer perversion. In all her experience, and that of her family (going back to her grandparents!) is that, of course it makes sense to be aware of weirdos, but it is no different if going to the mall or going to a nude beach or resort.
I don’t intend this to be all about E, but her upbringing is so intriguing to me. She assures me the intriguing parts aren’t about nudism, but perhaps about the bohemian, even gypsy like lifestyle of many of her family members. But briefly – both sets of her grandparents were nudists, and her parents met at a nude resort. So she has aunts and uncles on both sides of her family that practice naturism. There are some that opted out of the lifestyle, but most stayed in. And despite the avant-garde environment of her family, while there are a handful of artists in the bunch, most are college educated white collar professionals. Surprising, but I know my surprise is simply because of my own biases.
I admitted to her that I have an exhibitionist streak in me, but, the feeling I get from exhibitionism is different from what I was feeling about this trip. However, I couldn’t articulate the difference I was feeling, only that the exhibitionist in me isn’t what is excited about going to a nude resort. While I couldn’t come up with the words to explain what I was feeling, E put it into her own words.
She thought of it this way – She said she doesn’t consider herself an exhibitionist at all, and doesn’t believe anyone in her family considers themselves one either (in fact, I think she was slightly offended by a perceived implication that they are related). She went on to say that it isn’t about some extravagant way of presenting yourself. It is about the most normal and human way of presenting yourself. To her, exhibitionism is about “Look at me, look at what I am doing.” Whereas naturalism is about telling people, “I see you, you see me, we are all connected as humans, so let us respect and treat each other with kindness.”
Yeah, she pretty much hit the nail on the head regarding what I was feeling re I wasn’t connecting it to my exhibitionism. It is about the purity of it all that attracts me – the feeling of connection at a very basic core. So simple, so pure. And, in all the pictures she showed me, I don’t think there were any where people aren’t smiling! It seems like a happy place to be. Not because of the visuals, but because of the overall vibe.
She said for her it doesn’t even dawn on her that she is naked or those around her are naked. No more than it dawns on a “textile” to notice someone’s elbow or arm that is showing. It is processed by her brain as just “normal” and thus doesn’t even register as a “thing” to take notice of. However, she did say that, just like someone with clothes who has a part of their body that is different than the norm, you do notice people who are naked that also have parts that are different from the norm. But that doesn’t mean it is sexualized. Noticing an exceptionally large penis doesn’t make it sexual, any more than noticing someone with larger than normal hands is sexual. Of course, if you have a hand fetish… but I digress.
And frankly, the visuals, while beautiful, aren’t erotic. I know it must be hard for some people to separate a naked body from erotic thoughts. I didn’t see or feel anything erotic in any of the pictures she showed me or from being naked with her. Once you have seen people of various shapes and sizes, from small to large you name its, from saggy to shriveled whatsits, crooked this, crooked that, cock-eyed nipples, cellulite, body rolls, etc., etc., you quickly see past the visuals. You just see joy, the humanity, see the person for who they are, not what they look like or are or aren’t wearing. That’s the beauty of it.
Ha, my first naturism rant! And I haven’t been officially initiated yet!
YAWN, GIVE ME A SPANKING!
You know what? It’s been awhile since I’ve talked D/s. So, enough about naturism, enough about my research, or my youthful indiscretions. how about a spanking story? I went 19 days without punishment until a transgression resulted in a pretty harsh spanking (are there other kinds?). They have all been pretty harsh when they come. But I am not complaining, giggle giggle! I’ll share it on my next post.
Next: 228. Addicted to Vulnerability (psst…and a spanking story)