I imagine my introduction to nudism was at my boyfriend’s house back in the 90’s..

We went naked collectively whenever his mom was not home. Taking nudity out of the bedroom and into the kitchen, the living room, or even his backyard for some sunbathing proved to be a new experience for me, and one that I really appreciated.
At that time I still lived with my parents and can remember coming home one afternoon to discover the house empty and immediately taking off my clothes to see what a “solo” bare experience was like. I enjoyed that also, and soon was going in private nude in my room even when family was home. Once, my older brother came in and stood there grinning at me as I was laying naked on my bed reading a book. He said, “What are you, some sort of nudist?” I think I said something elegant like, “Get out, jerk!” but afterward was pleased to think to http://videonudism.com/amateur/family-photo-nudism.php that I probably was becoming a nudist.
as soon as I got my own flat, I could finally go nude as much as I pleased, which was pretty much consistently. I met young family nudists who took me to a nude beach, and that opened up a whole new world to me. Years after I became a life model and really got paid to be naked which was another enjoyable experience.
After all this time I still love being nude daily and hope that never changes. If they ever put me in the old people home, I can only hope it is a clothes-optional one. I believe I’d be hopeless otherwise
Life is best lived bare


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