At 12 / 13 my best friend and I skipped school and went in search of the nude beach everyone had talked about where "Hippies just ran wild" on the beach bare ass naked. Turned out to be the most freeing experience we had ever encountered at that age and we almost failed the year because we missed so much of the remainder of the school year sneaking off to the beach. Since that day I have never understood why naked at the beach is not the normal attire everywhere...
Earlist i can remember is probably around age 5 when parents began to take me with them to nudist resorts, (called nudist camps back then).
I have always been a nudist but didn't realize what I was until I was 37 and went to my first nudist resort.
I became a nudist when I went to live with my aunt and uncle when I was 8 years old. They were nudists who lived on a remote farm and clothing simply wasn't allowed unless we were going into town.
I was a baby, Bourn in Hong Kong and my parent's moved to Singapore with the British army. I was about 10 months old and I keeled kicking my nappy off. So from then on I was allowed to crawl, walk and then run around naked. I had a sister who was 4 years older than me and she to was always naked. I am 61 years old now, and still naked as much as possible. A fantastic felling.
In the 60's at around the age of 13-14, I was at a summer Boy Scout camp in the mountains in upstate New York. There was an outdoor shower heated by a wood burning boiler. In the evening, after a shower you could stand naked with your towel near this glowing red boiler and dry off. The amazing feeling of being outdoors naked never left me. Whenever I have the chance to be naked I am. I've been a full time nudist home since semi-retiring a few years ago.
About 4 years ago, at 14. I was closet nudist at the time but now I'm in my own place and can bare myself freely
At around that age I used to feel a sense of freedom showering naked in communal showers, perhaps that was a start in a way.
I was born and raised naked and encouraged to enjoy the simple joys of being in our most natural state. Enjoying the fresh air, the warmth of the sun on every inch of skin, the feeling of dirt under my feet, laying in the grass of a field and falling asleep in the peace of nature
As a preteen (around 7) I didn't think of it as "nudism"; I just knew I liked to run around naked when no one was home. At 26 I (finally) went to a nude beach for the first time; and I started thinking I just might want to be a nudist. I started looking into nudist resorts and clubs. I considered myself a "nudist wannabe", so to speak. Around that time I also decided to be naked at home. Fast forward 3-4 years later. My wife, daughter and I were frequently nude at home at that point. We go to a nudist resort as a family for the first time. My wife, who usually doesn't disrobe around other people, decides she's going to get naked there. My daughter is running around naked with the other children; my wife and I are socializing with other parents, and everyone is nude and having fun. And I realize then that we're a "full-fledged" nudist family. More so than nudity in and of itself, it was the sense of community, and being connected to others with a similar philosophy, that made me feel "nudist."
Though at age 6 I knew I enjoyed being nude and sleeping nude but wasn't permitted in the home. When I was around 9 my father delivered magazines to stores and his van was full of mags. Including ones that were about nudist resorts and nudism. The pics and stories intrigued me to one day visit a nudist colony as they were called back then. Everyone seemed to be having so much fun. I grew up around farms and it was pretty common for us younger cousins and friends to be playing naked in the barns, in the woods or swimming nude in creeks and ponds. I eventually hit my goal about ten years ago.
I was 17 the first time I went to a nude beach with some friends and loved it. I go to nude beach often now.