People who grew up before The Internet: How did you first see nudity?

A deck of cards from Amsterdam. And a pen. When you turned it upside down, the bathing suit would fly up, revealing a naked woman. Haha

We got cable in like 1983. One of the channels available was the Playboy channel, which was broadcast scrambled. But what me and my friend discovered was that if you wiggled this dial, sometimes the picture would come in and you'd see this grainy distorted image of a lady's b**** for example.

Found a chest in an abandoned building, it was clearly a hoarders property that hadn’t been touched in a few decades. Junk was piled up to the ceiling, but the chest had nothing on it, so even as a kid I knew it must have contained something important. Took me a while to pry it open, inside was at least 500 jazz mags. I had nowhere safe to store them, so I used to go back there every few days & take as many as would fit in my backpack, then sell them in school. I learned three things from this:- Razors weren’t invented until way after those magazines came out. Word travels very fast in High School. If you were discrete, girls had more disposable cash than the guys did.

My weird uncles garage He had all these Polaroids of naked people, mostly women, all tacked up on the walls of his garage. Pretty sure he and his wife were swingers.

Stash of p*** magazines found in the woods just like everyone else.

National Geographic 

Found my dad's secret VHS tape in the drawer under his side of the bed. Just the photos on the box. Then a few years later, I found his Penthouse Forum magazines in the top drawer of his tall dresser.

All-boys' boarding school. There was a communal pool of magazines like Playboy, Mayfair, Fiesta etc. I never knew where they actually came from in the first place and a few of the pages would always be stuck together with God's glue. It was a different time… 

Titanic titties scene

I lived in Europe as a kid, I saw nudity on broadcast TV and in movies (European movies and TV had nudity everywhere), not to mention on the beach and changing or swimming with my friends. There was nothing taboo or oversexualized about nudity. If you're talking about in the sexual sense my friend had found a VHS tape his father had and showed it to me.

I was 12F when I found my brother 14M playboys. When I was gathering his laundry. Noticed the edge of a magazine sticking out from his mattress. I remember being confused on how and why he had something like this, and being impressed by the models beauty. Playboys in the 90s didn't show full vaj back then. There would be this article about the women who were posing their hobbies and interests that type of thing. I didn't know at the time where'd he was getting them (an older male cousin was giving them to him) but on the 4th of each month he'd have a new issue. I was usually home a couple hours before him. So I'd sneak into his room grab the magazine to read. It was about 6 months before he caught me with a couple issues. As I was returning them to his hiding spot and he was home earlier than usual. But after accepting a bribe $5 in quarters and playing Gauntlet with me at the local arcade. we were square. 😂

I saw my first IRL boobies at a Bloodhound Gang concert

Some movies. Like Life Of Brian had a full frontal male n*** scene, and I watched that pretty young

I grew up in Cape Town, South Africa under a Christian Nationalist government. EVERYTHING was censored. P*** was almost unobtainable and even normal magazines had to put stars over b**** if too much skin was showing. Luckily we had a thriving nudist community that centered around a beautiful, off the beaten track beach called Sandy Bay. So me, and the rest of my 13 year old classmates had our first sight of nudity by going to Sandy Bay over the weekends. The first visit blew our minds completely. And we all had painfully sunburnt backsides because we had to lie on out stomachs to hide our visible excitement. Old, young, skinny, fat - just every imaginable body was there. The community actively policed the beach and it was chilled and ordered. Nudity was compulsory, pervs were escorted off the beach. The strange thing was that the more we visited, the more normalised nudity became. From our first visit as horny little schoolboys seeking sexual thrills, we learned that nakedness was not a sexual thing, we became part of a community and actively participated in the community by cleaning up the beach and surrounding bush and helping anyone who needed assistance. Hell we even bumped into a couple of our school teachers and played football on the beach with them (male and female). The sad thing was that the conservative government could not tolerate this. Despite the beach only being accessible by a 30 minute walk down the shoreline, they started to raid the beach, descending from the dunes and bushes to arrest EVERYONE they managed to catch. Victims were charged (and convicted) with Public Indecency. Lists of perpetrators were published in the newspapers. This included judges, lawyers, professors, doctors, diplomats etc, who were cast as deviant and shameful. Of course the regulars stopped coming to the beach - it was just too risky. And they were replaced by droves of leering pervs who (like little schoolboys) came for the c**** thrills. Sandy Bay is still a nudist beach to this day, but it isn't even a shadow of its former glory. It has become a magnet for oddballs. I don't think that there has ever been such a wonderful first experience of nudity if you grew up in an ultra conservative society.

Porky's

Atop the dining room cabinet, there was a white boxed VHS tape... "Throbbin hood and the princess of tease"

I'm 76M In my case my parents' and extended family practiced casual family nudity. We didn't just run around naked, But at those times when a person would be n***, you didn't hide in shame or something. For instance, when changing clothes, bathing, etc. As far back as my memory goes I routinely saw my mom and dad n*** from time to time. Thought nothing of it. Same when I was visiting grandma's house. Or an aunt or uncle. There was no sexual connotation to it, nor shame. But that was among family. When puberty set in, I still did not react to seeing a woman of the family n*** or partially clothed. But I did develop one hell of an interest in other women. I can remember a cousin and I at 12 or 13 pouring through the underwear ads of a Sears catalog. With pictures of ladies in panties and bras! Ohhh, that was some exciting stuff. Those women weren't mom, or aunt Bev, or cousin Mary. THAT was different. Now as I got older, late teen going into 20s, and the hormones were no longer controlling my thinking, I went back to the routine of where if I saw a woman n***, but simply showering or changing clothes, I might admire her body. But did not get all stirred up. Did not immediately start thinking sex. By then there had to be some other thing going on to trigger my thoughts into going to actually getting aroused just by the sight of a naked female body. Don't know how to explain it. If I ran into a lady just getting out of the shower n***, while I might appreciate and enjoy the view ... my thoughts did not automatically go to thinking of sex. Now, if she then struck a s*** pose or something, or said something provacative, then that changed the whole context. Just the way my mind worked.

Forest p*** used to be a right of passage

Movies and magazines

Magazines stashed in a wooded area near my house. I don't know why so many people have this exact experience but it's true.

Under Siege. Erica Eleniak jumping out of the cake was a "holy shit that's amazing" formative moment for me as an 8 year old. Safe to say that spot on the vhs tape had some artifacts where I'd rewound it so many times.

Being honest... As a kid all the neighborhood kids snuck off to play doctor.

Naked news was inexplicably on the comedy channel late at night.

In person. Saw my parents naked, saw classmates naked. For p***? Magazines

Dirty magazines in the bushes. First holiday abroad at 11, seen boobies on the beach. "Kid loves the water, eh?" Dad, I was just hiding my erection.

Looked in the mirror

Dunno why, but sometimes you'd see random p**** mags in the gutter or by the side of the road like any other roadside trash.

I was the front door host at a chili's. Lady was passed out at 11am on a Sunday at the bar. I think she was mixing meds a d booze. Anyway, some guys came and carried her out of the bar. Long story short, a flapjack fell out of her tank top. It was not bueno.

Playboy, hooter,hustler…

My baby sitter showed me her hairy vag. I think I was like 6 or 8 at the time.

Woods p***!

Accidentally walked into the Adults Only section of the video rental store when I was pretty little

Walking in on parents

My girlfriend at the time stole a p*** video from her dad's stash and gave it to me. How to Suck-Seed at Business, starring Christy Canyon and Peter North. Oh the memories.

Found my mother's stash of magazines and VHS tapes in her closet (this was in the 80's). Thought she was very cool she'd only have magazines of women and lesbian p***. She came out about 5 years later. Edit:sp

Swimming pool, and sexual nudity by ripped apart p**** mags on the playground.

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Dad had some old mail order adult catalogs for movies and toys. Liberated a few of those from the trash before I eventually found the hard-core magazines and the vhs tapes.

There is a reason why movies after 22:00 are much better.

I discovered my dad’s Playboy stash when I was about 8 years old. What a day that was!

Found a cave full of p*** mags from the 80s, and a friend found tapes of his dad dicking down his obese mom in a hotel room. We were 10.

Box of p*** in the woods

P*** mag in a hedge, miss those days

Mags in the woods. Finding and leaving them was a right of passage!

The p*** channel on cable was #69 and while it was scrambled…it wasn’t THAT scrambled. 😉 And National Geographic magazines.