Which, in and of itself, was an education. But after said 3. And, never having spent a full day wearing nothing but sunscreen, I thought it would be an interesting little trip outside of my comfort zone.
Published: April 16, I watch as a pack of women run towards the beach. To my left, a naked year old man plays a game of ping pong with his female companion.
The idea of a nudist resort can be both alluring and terrifying. We all stumble upon clothing optional beaches from time to time, but to book a vacation that is all about the nudity is a different story. We decided to get the skinny and the not so skinny on what really goes down at a modern-day clothing-optional hotel.
My new boyfriend—let's call him John—and I were walking hand-in-hand from our hotel room at Hedonism II, the infamous clothing-optional, adults-only resort in Negril, Jamaica, to our first Tantric sex class. I whispered to him, "So, listen. Everyone's focused on their own partner.
When I tell people I'm going to a naked resort in Jamaica, they respond as though I've just revealed my salary or the details of my last menstruation. It's a long blink or a visible shift backward in their seat. Several ask, after a pause, "Are you a naked person?
I have a thing for nudist resorts. I like to visit them. I like to write about them.
They say sex sells, and when it comes to travel, that's especially true. Sex travel or "libertine tourism," as it's sometimes calledis a growing industry targeted at people who love to take their clothes off and get buckwild. To be clear, it's not the same thing as sex tourism, a term most people use to describe traveling to have sex with prostitutes ; sex travel is totally consensual and totally legal.
There are plenty of misconceptions and myths about what happens at a nudist resort. Photo: Thinkstock. The idea of a nudist resort can be both alluring and terrifying.
The lobby, dotted with white leather love seats and lit with a purple glow, had the feel of a private lounge for Vegas bigwigs. But there was something else, too, a prurient electricity I could feel as I wheeled my way to the front desk. Around every corner, I knew, were naked people. I'm no nudist myself.