More Naked Instincts: Ray

After one life-altering dinner with my nudist friend Ray, a whole new world of naked experiences opened up for me. While I had many mentors and friends who helped me along the way, Ray's influence had a lasting impact until his passing. In the early days of our friendship, we lived within easy reach of each other, making it simple to get together often. Being retired and on his own at this stage of life, Ray had plenty of time to take trips to various nudist destinations. I always looked forward to our "catch-up" dinners where he would regale me with stories of his latest adventures.

One dinner in particular stands out in my memory. It was after he returned from a trip to a nudist resort with some friends in another state. We were both sitting naked in his kitchen, enjoying a delicious meal and sipping on some good bourbon. If I had been wearing clothes, I'm sure they would have been blown off! Ray suddenly announced that he was selling his home and moving to the nudist resort permanently. I felt a mixture of sadness at losing him as a neighbor, happiness for his exciting new lifestyle, and a bit of envy for leaving behind the world of "textiles.”

After Ray left and started his new life free from clothing, everything happened quickly. But we kept in touch through frequent phone calls, emails, and texts. His newfound freedom was evident in every conversation. Ray was excited for me to come see him, and I couldn't wait to go. After he had time to settle in, we set a date for my first of many visits.

At this point in my life as a nudist, I had become known as the first to undress and the last to put on clothes. However, despite my experience, I had never been to a resort until this trip. Looking back now, I laugh at the excess of items I packed: extra clothes in case I got cold, multiple pairs of shoes, and more. It was too much. The day eventually arrived and I flew to the nearest airport before heading over to Ray's new place. As soon as I entered the gates, everyone was friendly and hospitable.

The warm sun filtered through the leaves of nearby trees, casting dancing shadows on the pavement. With my eyes fixed on houses, I searched for a street number to identify Ray's home. But before I could even glance at the numbers, my attention was captured by a figure on the deck. It was Ray, basking in all his naked glory and soaking up the rays of paradise. His voice echoed down to me as he called out a welcoming greeting, and I couldn't help but smile at his carefree spirit. As I lugged my heavy suitcase to the door, I took in the sight of my friend, with his deep, all-over tan that seemed to radiate with happiness. Giving him a warm hug, it felt good to see Ray again and be surrounded by this idyllic lifestyle that seemed to suit him perfectly.

With my heavy suitcase in tow, the wheels grinding against the pavement, I followed Ray into his home. As we entered, I took in the warm, cozy atmosphere - a place that didn’t require clothes. Ray chuckled and playfully asked how much did I bring with me. I couldn't help but laugh as I realized that 95% of the items packed in my bag would never see the light of day during my stay. As Ray showed me to my room, every detail was carefully thought out - from the fluffy towels to the perfectly made bed. I quickly undressed, eager to relax and settle into this serene paradise. Ray couldn't help but laugh at how swiftly I shed my clothes. We tossed them into the washer without a second thought and I didn't think about them or any other clothes until it was time for me to leave seven days later. In that moment, I was content and truly living in the present, surrounded by comfort and peace. Ahhh, indeed paradise had found me.

As I stepped out onto the deck, Ray handed me a cold beer and I let out a sigh of contentment. All around me was a paradise - the perfect setting for my first ever naked vacation at a resort. The warm sun caressed my skin as I collapsed into a chair, feeling the soft breeze gently blowing the trees around me. It was like being in another world, one where clothing was optional and freedom was paramount. For the next seven days, I would be living in a state of blissful nudity. Everywhere I looked, people were lounging, playing games, or simply strolling about in nothing but their natural skin. It was a feeling of pure liberation that I had never experienced before.

The nudist community was like nothing I had ever known. There was no need for clothes here, no need to feel self-conscious or ashamed. It was a place where everyone could be themselves without fear of judgement. Even mundane tasks like receiving packages or answering the door were done without any concern of offending anyone with our nudity. But the best part of it all was the people I met - fellow nudists from all walks of life who became more than just friends during my stay. They were kind, welcoming, and open-minded individuals who shared in this unique lifestyle. And now, they would forever hold a special place in my heart as lifelong friends.

Days filled with the soothing rhythm of swimming in either an indoor or outdoor pool, followed by a relaxing soak in the hot tub. Hiking through pristine nature, unencumbered by clothing and fully immersed in its beauty. Indulging in three delicious meals cooked by Ray, who proved that cooking can indeed be done in the nude just as efficiently as any other daily task. Each day was a reminder of how happy one can be when allowed to exist in their natural state. And as my first visit came to an end, I was struck with a deep sadness at the thought of leaving this haven of freedom and joy behind. Putting on clothes felt like a violation of my being after seven days of pure nudity. Even saying goodbye to my friend and host, I couldn't shake off the melancholy that settled over me. But he reassured me that this would not be my last visit, and he was right. As I drove away, I caught one last glimpse of Ray standing on the deck, waving goodbye with a carefree smile on his face - a reminder that I would soon be back to this paradise where I could truly feel at home. Because Ray wasn't just a friend; he was family who shared my love for being nude. How fortunate was I to have spent such precious time with him at this remarkable resort!