I Am A Family Nudist
To all the true nudists in the group, I think it would be interesting to share your first experience with nudity. Here's mine. Any former members of EP might remember it.
As far back as I can remember, I didn't like wearing clothes. You could say I was much more comfortable in my own skin. I didn't share that with anyone in my family, because, I didn't think they'd understand, and I thought that there was something wrong with me.
One day, I guess I was nine or ten, I needed a comb that was in my parents bathroom, and the bedroom door was open, so I walked in, without knocking. What I didn't know was that my mother was there, and she was getting undressed. She asked what I wanted, I told her, and she went in the bathroom, and got it for me. She didn't seem the least bit upset that I'd seen her naked, and she didn't even bother to close the door after I left.
It took me a few days of thinking about it, but I finally worked up the courage to talk to her about it. I told her that I didn't like wearing clothes, and asked if it was okay to be naked around the house. My thinking was that, if she didn't mind my seeing her naked, that it was okay for me to be naked too.
As I said, it took a lot of courage on my part to finally say something, but I was afraid she'd say no, and tell my dad. To my surprise, after thinking about it, she said okay, but only when nobody else was home. She said that the rest of the family wouldn't like it.
After that, when nobody else was home, it wasn't unusual for us both to be naked. Even as I grew up, neither mom or I had any modesty around the other. The best part was that it all seemed perfectly normal. I sometimes forgot that I didn't have clothes on. You could call us closet nudists, because no one else knew.
Today Mom is gone, but I, along with my wife, still feel more comfortable being naked around the house. I owe that all to my mom. Without saying it, she taught me that it was okay to be comfortable in my own skin. I do wonder sometimes about what my parents country club friends would say, if they knew that mother and son were naked around the house.
That's my story. I'd be interested in hearing others.
As far back as I can remember, I didn't like wearing clothes. You could say I was much more comfortable in my own skin. I didn't share that with anyone in my family, because, I didn't think they'd understand, and I thought that there was something wrong with me.
One day, I guess I was nine or ten, I needed a comb that was in my parents bathroom, and the bedroom door was open, so I walked in, without knocking. What I didn't know was that my mother was there, and she was getting undressed. She asked what I wanted, I told her, and she went in the bathroom, and got it for me. She didn't seem the least bit upset that I'd seen her naked, and she didn't even bother to close the door after I left.
It took me a few days of thinking about it, but I finally worked up the courage to talk to her about it. I told her that I didn't like wearing clothes, and asked if it was okay to be naked around the house. My thinking was that, if she didn't mind my seeing her naked, that it was okay for me to be naked too.
As I said, it took a lot of courage on my part to finally say something, but I was afraid she'd say no, and tell my dad. To my surprise, after thinking about it, she said okay, but only when nobody else was home. She said that the rest of the family wouldn't like it.
After that, when nobody else was home, it wasn't unusual for us both to be naked. Even as I grew up, neither mom or I had any modesty around the other. The best part was that it all seemed perfectly normal. I sometimes forgot that I didn't have clothes on. You could call us closet nudists, because no one else knew.
Today Mom is gone, but I, along with my wife, still feel more comfortable being naked around the house. I owe that all to my mom. Without saying it, she taught me that it was okay to be comfortable in my own skin. I do wonder sometimes about what my parents country club friends would say, if they knew that mother and son were naked around the house.
That's my story. I'd be interested in hearing others.
