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My 1St Nude House Party! (This was submitted by one of our readers who'd rather not mention his name which we naturally regard) My Naked Party Storyline: I was incredibly fortunate in that my first nudist or societal encounter with nudity was at a nude party hosted by close friends. I will call them Sunday and Lila. We met years ago, during our collegedays. Back then, we were all dirt poor grad students waiting tables at a popular campus restaurant. Sunday was a musical theater geek who played piano and guitar. I sang a little. Thus did Lila. During open mic Saturdays at the restaurant, Lila and I regaled diners with classic Broadway duets. Sometimes we received ovations, but mostly we just woke the dead. During time spent together outside of work, we three discovered quite a number of things in common. All of us have left leaning politics, custom pipe tobacco recipes, all matters steam-punk, the slow food movement, regional Indian cuisine, obscure bands together with microbreweries and niche special craft beer. Lila went for flavored stouts. Sunday and I were straight up IPA (Indian Pale Ale) monks. When my lease ended within my second year of grad school, Sunday and Lila mentioned they had a big bedroom for rent in their own house. The rent was dirt cheap and we imagined we'd all get along wonderfully. Sunday and Lila were by this time engaged. I moved in and our roommate ecstasy commenced. Three weeks after I moved in, Sunday and Lila sat me down. They explained they had, for several years, hosted a monthly party at their house. We are sort of, like, members of a particular club, Lila described. Sunday gave me permission to refuse attendance without fear of scorn upon full disclosure of the club's, shall we say, raison d'etre. Then they told me. In plain English - they host unclothed house parties! I was mesmerized, intrigued, but petrified. My ambivalence about the unclothed house party thought took hold of me at the same time. Lila gently probed, encouraging me to talk freely. Sunday reaffirmed my right to refuse presence at their next bare house party without worry of offending my hosts. First Naked Party I am completely stoked by the sheer idea of attending my first naked party, I admitted. I 'd never been much of an exhibitionist, but I Had enjoyed my fair share of nonsexual societal naturism fantasies. I had wondered about naturist colonies, nude beaches, nude parties, etc. I 'd also concerned about looking stupid. Like any typical man, I 'd my fair share of neuroses and body image issues. Sunday and Lila were both runners, and in excellent shape. I was quite the opposite. You'd be amazed at all the shapes and sizes who attend our naked parties. It is not even about that. It is about freedom and communion with other like minded individuals. No one will judge you, or mistreat you based upon 'looksist' bullshit. Definitely not in our home! Again, your presence isn't obligatory, but we had love to discuss this bare house party experience with you. So I was sold! In the days leading up to my first naked party, I thought I might vomit nails at any moment. I was beyond nervous. My inner critic rose up to http://schnupper.vfl-wiki.de/index.php?title=meeting-fresh-people-etc-Most-of-the-folks-were-old-o . I examined myself in my full length bedroom mirror obsessively. I wondered about my slight beer belly, my stretch marks, my hairy butt, my sagging pecs, my ridiculously small pride and joy, doomed to stay unspeakably shriveled in the existence of guests. Would others be as grossed out about my body as I occasionally was? What the hell was I doing anyway? What if as the evening progressed the naked party turned, well, jubilant? I was so not prepared for that amount of bare fun. I 'd an impulsive thought: get dressed and merely leave, come back hours later, and feign disinterest. Before I could make good on my b.s. escape, Lila knocked on my bedroom door. I reached for a towel, but then thought, What Is the point? If I am remaining, may as well get it over with. I dumped the towel and opened the bedroom door. Leah was upon the threshold. So was Sunday. They were "Au Naturale", totally nude and relaxed as you please. They ushered me into the living room, asking how I believed, telling me to relax, and assuring me I could withdraw into my room whenever I wanted. I heard a car pull into the driveway. I believed I'd die. Guests arrived. They chatted with their hosts, shook my hand, congratulated me on my first visit to the nudie club. They each excused themselves and went off to get nude in the master bedroom. By degrees I calmed down. Largely because I soon realized there was certainly nothing to fear. My best reservations began and finished inside my head, and were not based upon any bona fide risks introduced by the scenario, or certain people. Lila circulated, serving hors d' http://www.animuj.pl/wiki/index.php?title=But-why-even-become-a-nudist-p and other finger food. Sunday passed around bottles of home made stout crafted by a pal of his, also naked and in attendance. I slipped effortlessly into conversation about the recent National Book Award winners, as the gathered crowd of naked people turned out to be rather literate, comprised in part by voracious readers. Someone even went so far as to compliment my shoulders. I blushed. I was disappointed when my first naked party ended. Everything went by so fast, so evidently, so opposite of all I had expected and worried. I can not say all my body image issues were instantly abated by my foray into naked parties. But I did experience a level of unprecedented independence that has since galvanized my awareness of personal bravery and self confidence. I am also not nearly as harassed by my internal critic. I attend naked parties regularly, and appreciate the total dearth of pretense naturism entails. In the most philosophical sense, naturist parties compel you to look at others without prejudice. Their mankind is what is actually on display; the nudity is simply coincidental. I say, everyone should attend at least one non sexual naked or clothing discretionary gathering in their life. Young Naturists And Nudists America FKK Tags: body image, nude and naked parties, social nudity Class: Nude Party and Naked Parties, Social Nudity Sites About the Writer (Author Profile) Guest blogs written completely for Naturist Portal.