How I became a nudist

I haven’t always been a nudist, I wasn’t raised in a nudist family. I haven’t always had this liking of being nude. OK, when I was very little I used to play on the beach and in the garden with no clothes on, which my parents let me do cuz I refused to wear a swimsuit, but that stopped when I was about 3

When I was growing up, I never thought about being naked. It wasn’t that my parents brought me up to believe nudity was wrong in any way – it was just something that regular people didn’t do. I was a person, so i had to wear clothes. It wasn’t bad to be nude, it just wasn’t the done thing!

One time, when I was about 11, I slept nude on a really hot and sticky summer night, but even though I enjoyed that, I never really repeated it for a long time after that. I just didn’t realise I could repeat it for fun!

Then, when I was 15, there was a TV programme about nudists that I saw which made me really curious. I also saw an episode of Friends which had one of the characters, Rachel, going nude when she was home alone, and I was amazed to think that this was something some people did all the time.

These shows put some ideas in my head so the next time I had the house to myself I decided I would give it a try. I had taken a shower and I got out and went downstairs without putting anything on. I went out the back door and outside into the back yard and just kind of stood there, overcome by the experience. It was the first time I’d been outside nude ever – it was an awesome; I’d never felt anything like it before and I loved it!

So that’s how I started to really love being nude, and from then on I definitely wanted to do it more. But I didn’t want to tell my family because I didn’t think they would understand, so I kept my nude activities a secret. I got by just being nude at home when my family went out and left me alone, and pretty soon it got to the point where I would strip off my clothes as soon as I heard them go out of the door. If the weather was nice, I'd go out into the back garden, otherwise I’d just stay in the house watching TV, doing my homework or whatever, only nude, which was much more enjoyable!

By this time, what with information I was finding out on the internet, and the amount of time that I was spending nude (basically whenever I got the chance), I decided I was definitely a nudist. I felt like shouting to the world; “I AM A NUDIST” at the top of my voice, but at the same time I was really scared how people would react if they knew – they might think what I did was wrong, even though I knew it wasn’t...

Eventually I told my best friend, Amisha; one day when we were walking home from school. I asked her if she knew what a nudist was and she said yes, then I blurted out that I thought that I might be one, and she laughed! I explained that i enjoyed being without clothes when I was at home and it was really becoming an important part of my life, so wanted to be honest and tell her. She was pretty surprised, but then she said that she was ok with it! That made me feel so great - the first person I had told accepted me as a nudist and understood how important it was to me!

I’ve since told some of my other friends and they’ve all been really cool about it. I’ve told three girl friends, a guy friend and also the guy I was going out with at the time, and they’ve mostly been okay with it. It’s cool because when they come over it means I don’t have to put my clothes on (they’re all used to me being nude by now and it isn’t a problem, and mum doesn’t mind me being nude around friends). The best result was my friend Sophie – when I told her she was really curious and asked lots of questions, and basically she ended up trying it for herself and loving it! Now she goes nude at my house with me almost every time she’s over, and I go nude at hers when her family is out; she hasn’t told them about her nudism cuz she doesn’t think they’d understand, but she still tries to go nude when she can!

But I’m getting a bit ahead of myself here…

Telling Amisha because she was someone I could go out and be nude with. Amisha was never interested in going nude herself at all, and still isn’t, but it was good that I had a friend to go places with so I could be nude for long periods away from the house. We used to go for walks in the country and when we found some fields or woodland with no-one else around I would go nude – it was wonderful. Amisha was my lookout and also if I’d ever been caught we worked out a whole load of excuses, like saying I was on a dare or if Amisha was in her bikini and me nude we were just gonna say we were sunbathing. Luckily we were never caught though!

I had some great experiences that summer but it still wasn’t an ideal situation for me. I knew that all that would stop when we school started again. I could always be nude at home, but only when my family was out, and I was getting tired of diving for my clothes as soon as I heard them come back. I decided I was gonna tell mum and Kat that I was a nudist...

I wanted to see how my family would react before I committed to telling them, so I started walking round the house in various states of undress and letting my mum see me. First I just started getting clothes out of the drier wearing my jeans and a bra, and no-one said anything. Then one day I decided to go downstairs in just my underwear. Mum said in a jokey way, '”Jess, put some clothes on!” but when I was still there in my underwear when she came back later she just smiled and shook her head, but didn’t say anything about it.

This gave me more confidence, so I started doing stuff like leaving my bedroom door open all the time when I was changing and lying on my bed in my underwear. I just basically wanted to get them used to me not always being totally dressed, so that when i dropped my nudist bombshell it wasn’t so hard for them to accept! I ended up managing to get away with going to the shower in the morning nude and even changing into a swimsuit in the living room in front of mum and Kat!

Getting away with stuff like that showed me it was probably the right time to go all the way. One day I went downstairs nude to the kitchen to get a drink, knowing mum would be in there. I got a drink and went back upstairs - neither of us said a word, she was too shocked and I was too nervous! A few minutes after that mum came upstairs and said "we need to talk..."

I told her that I had been going nude in the house when she and Kat were out (I didn’t tell her about any of the other things I’d done though) and that I enjoyed it. I told her I felt more comfortable this way and it made me happy, and that I thought I was a nudist. I asked her how she would feel if I were to be nude at home, and said I wouldn’t if she didn’t feel comfortable with me doing it...

She was quiet for a bit and then said that she didn't really see anything wrong with it if it was just in front of her and my sister, as we were all girls together anyway. She said if it was how I wanted to live then she didn’t really see any harm in it. I had to make sure Kat was OK with it, but when I asked her if she minded me walking around naked - she just said “don't you do that anyway?” She’d obviously seen me a few more times than mum had, and she said it didn’t matter to her.

So that was great, because now I could be nude at home almost all the time, which was awesome. Mum was a bit awkward at first but she soon got used to me being nude all the time. She started out with some rules, like i wasn't to go nude when there were visitors in the house and I had to dress when we had family meals together. But over time with me showing that I could be responsible about it and also mum coming to understand my nudism more, those rules got less strictly enforced.

So now I'm able to go nude at home as much as I want, which is wonderful. After telling my family, I went on and told a few of my closest friends, and like I said, Sophie started going nude herself. Much later, I also told the guy I was seeing at the time and though he was initially shocked by my nudism, he came to accept and understand it. We're not together any more but he was always very open-minded about my nudism while we were going out.

And about 5 months after i came out to my family, when Kat was nearly 13, she gave it a try too. We were staying at my dad's place; he'd know about my nudism almost as long as mum, because she told him, but this was the first time I was actually nude while at his house. It was a gorgeous hot weekend and I was sunbathing nude in the garden, and Kat asked if she could join me. I thought she just meant could she sunbathe with me so I asked her why she needed to ask me and she said she meant no, did I mind if she went nude too? I was delighted and said of course I didn't mind, so she went off to the house, undressed and came back. She spent most of the time that weekend nude and when we went back home she started spending less and less time in the house dressed, and now she spends as much time nude as I do, if not more. She loves it, she says, and she definitely thinks of herself as a nudist as well!

Last summer, mum went from being relaxed about mine and Kat's nudity to spending some time herself nude around the house. It was a great step and very brave of her, and she told us she did find it comfortable. We went on holiday to France and stayed in a gite, and the three of us hardly wore clothes the whole time we were there! She visited a nude beach with us and stripped off there too - she said she would have felt out of place not being nude!

Since then though, mum's not really gotten any more into nudism. She says that it doesn't really have the same appeal to her that it does for me and Kat and although she's happy with the atmosphere of freedom we have at home, she rarely feels like being nude. She does on occasion, and says she does find it much more comfortable in very hot weather, so it's a good thing that our home is the way it is and she feels able to be nude if she wants to. But unlike Kat or me, she hasn't made it a total lifestyle thing - it's just that she knows she can if she wants to. And we're all happy with that.

But for me and my sister, nudity is pretty much our preferred way to "dress". These days I come home from work or being out, and almost always straight away go up to my room and take my clothes off. If Kat's home from school, she's usually already nude, watching TV. We usually both stay nude for the rest of the evening, sleep nude and so only get dressed the next time we go out again. Weekends we both stay nude unless we're going out. Obviously there are situations when it's better for us to be dressed at home for one reason or another but mostly, home for us is now a clothes-free zone!