First Time Nudist At The YNA Weekend Naked Gathering

| September 9, 2012 | 1 Comment

Jessica’s  First Time Nudist Story

Guest Nudist Blog By: Jessica Marie

First Time Nudist –  If you asked me to join a nudist club a year ago, I would have been out the door faster than  you would have even begun to take your clothes off. Why? Because I have been extremely  self-conscious my entire life. Starting in middle school, I had always tried to fit in.

I joined  cheerleading, the town dance group, gymnastics, and the school band. But even after all of these  attempts at being a part of something, I was always the odd man out. I always saw myself as a  little too chubby, a little too awkward, a little less flexible, and not as coordinated as everyone  else as I approached my teen 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. In fact, it wasn’t on the list at all. After all, I was seventeen, barely five-feet tall, and (gasp) a  size A cup.

Even now, after college, not much has changed. Even recently, I was still terrified to  take my shirt off in front of anyone for fear they might see my barely existent love handles and  my small breasts. And then I met someone whom I will refer to as Bryan.

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First Nudist YNA Gathering

I first met Bryan through a website, and when we finally decided to meet in person, it was no  secret to me that he was totally comfortable being nude  and not a first time nudist like me. After a month or so of getting to know  him, he asked me if I wanted to go to a nudist event held by YNA at Juniper Woods. Since it was YNA organizing the event, I learned that young people would be attending. I automatically said  yes to the invitation since I was already comfortable around Bryan. I had absolutely no idea what I was  getting myself into.

A week passed and all the while, Bryan and I were hyping up how cool the event 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 car ride had been wonderful as we sang and I watched  the beautiful countryside pass by the window. And then we passed a sign for the Rocking Horse  Ranch, where we had school camping trips when I was younger.

I tried picturing a camping trip  with all the kids I went to school with getting naked, and all I could think of was how judgmental  they would be. I freaked out. I started hyperventilating. I couldn’t believe I was actually going  to get naked in front of people I didn’t know. How many would be there? Should I just wear  shorts? What about my small boobs? I should definitely wear my hair down in front of them. Oh,  and I’m going to have to suck in my stomach. Bryan talked me out of one anxiety attack after  another. I soon learned I had nothing to worry about.

We finally pulled up to a large gate with a sign in front with buzzer. Bryan spoke into a box  saying we were here for the YNA event. I sat there unable to speak or move. The gates began to  move after some time, and soon before our car was a middle-aged woman, completely naked,  sitting in a golf-cart. I thought it was funny. I hadn’t seen too many naked people out in the open  like that before.

After we finished filling out some paper work, we drove down to our camping spot where Bryan  sat up the tent. I tried helping as much as I could but my mind started racing again as the only  thing left for me to do was get naked. And there was no turning back. After all, if I just sat at our  campsite fully clothed, I would, once again, be the odd-person out.

It was then I realized that if I  didn’t 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 butt-freakin’-naked. It was a strange feeling being  completely nude outdoors. It wasn’t really so bad, I thought. But the real test of my new-found  courage would be facing all of these complete strangers.

When Bryan was done getting naked, we walked down to a tented area where the nudies were  body painting. Bryan introduced me to a few of them and told them I was a first time nudist and that it was my first time at a  YNA (or any) nudist event. And before I knew it, I had a group of people coming over to meet  me.

Everyone was extremely friendly, and although I was still nervous, I began to feel more  comfortable. They weren’t like the people 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 in their own skin. I knew at that moment the feelings they had were  what I wanted.

It was in that moment when I finally let all of my guards down and declared to  the world, “I am 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. But most importantly, I was beginning to see past  my insecurities and in my own skin I felt, to be honest and clichéd, liberated and so very free. I  was slowly but surely learning to love everything about myself, even my small breasts and love  handles.

In doing so, in learning to accept who I am on the outside, I can fully concentrate and  love my entire person, both inside and out. And this change happened with the help of everyone  there. I know if everyone wasn’t so incredibly nice and welcoming and totally and completely  non-critical, I would have never kept my clothes off, and I wouldn’t have felt everything that I  had experienced.

My first nudie adventure was only a couple months ago, and since then, I have been going to  every nudist event that I can. Through Young Naturists America, I have made incredible friends, and the old insecure  Jessica is slowly becoming just a shadow of my past.

This article about being  First Time Nudist At The YNA Gathering was published by –  Young Naturists and Young Nudists America YNA

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