Women's Stories

Like many people, I discovered naturism almost by accident. We went on holiday to what is now Croatia (it was still Yugoslavia at the time) and we knew there were naturist beaches in the area but not exactly where. Turned out they were near our hotel, so we gave it a try. At the time I was quite body conscious (being on the larger size) so I was a bit reluctant to go to the public beach area, but there were also some little coves that were like private beaches and I was happy there. I am now muc

My first Naturist experience was in June 2017 when I persuaded my hubby to come to Studland beach with me. I had never been before and wanted to see what it was like. I had also never been fully naked outside or swam naked before. I had only sunbathed topless while on holiday or in the back garden (which is quite overlooked by apartments!) and each time I did, I found myself wondering whether I’d ever be brave enough to go completely naked. Studland was amazing for my first time thought. Th

When I was a little girl, my doctor told my Mum that she dressed me in far too many clothes! As an adult, I used to be embarrassed taking all my clothes off to get into the bath! How things have changed! When my husband and I got together about 20 years ago, he loved being naked around the house. I soon enjoyed the experience myself. Hugh had always wanted to be naked outside the house. One day, whilst on holiday in Cornwall, we walked along the beach at Carlyon Bay and came to a sign which

“Oh my goodness, there is a naked man coming towards us!” I looked towards my husband Philip and saw the biggest grin you can imagine. I can’t even blame him for turning up to our first Naturist campsite, which happened to be the only one in Slovakia, as I had chosen it. I hadn’t realised until this point after 40 years of marriage, how much Philip had wanted to camp as a Naturist. So, as I wasn’t prepared to try to find another campsite, I bit the bullet and within 10 minutes I was walking nake

Talking to a gym buddy the other week, she asked me where I go to swim and I told her it was at the Naturist Club in our village. She looked at me with amused interest whilst inadvertently covering her clothed chest with both arms in a protective way. This is often the reaction I see when telling another woman. It is as though she believes the very mention of naked swimming makes her clothes see-through and indicates an instinctive vulnerability. Many say, ‘I couldn’t do that’. I understand

I make my living as a life model for drawing classes and photographers, meaning that I am well accustomed to nudity, but also very familiar with how cruel and judgmental people can be. I would describe my appearance as average; average weight, average height, the sort of person who blends into the crowd. Like everybody, there are a few things about my appearance I believe could be better, but I’m fairly happy with how I look and strongly believe that being satisfied with yourself is essential to

A month after my 47th birthday I found myself for the first time living completely on my own. I had a little apartment above a shop in a little village and in a “light bulb” moment I realised that I was my own boss, I could do anything I want to. Unfortunately, 6 months later I was made redundant from the job I really loved, that of an ambulance driver and crew. Now what was I going to do? At 48 I went back to college to study for a qualification in complementary therapies, one year on enro