Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by the author unless explicitly waived. Non-commercial re-posts to ASSM or similar venues are allowed provided copyright information remains on the re-posted story. As a courtesy to the author please do not delete the copyright information. No commercial reprints are authorized.
The author enjoys feedback and comments: autoeroticrobot[at]yahoo[dot]com. ... Or look me up in Second Life: avatar Fnugus Abismo.
WARNING: This story may depict sexual activity of fictional beings, solo, or between men and women, or women and women, or men and men, of various ages, which may be above, or below, the age of consent, in one or another real-world polity. Or something like that. If that freaks you out, or violates some law that applies to you or your computer, please don't read it.
Madison Addison. (nudism, no sex)
Chapter 1.
After that, once every week or so, I'd spend a lazy, unclothed afternoon with Katie after school, and then throw my clothes back on just in time to race out to my mother's car where'd she swing by to collect me on the way home from her work.
But all of this is just an introduction to a different sort of story. For although I remained committed to "social nudism" for life, after that experience with the Addisons, the reason that I started writing this experience down was entirely different: it was to tell about my own much less graceful efforts, rather more complicated, to convert the rest of my family to nudism.
It wouldn't even have occurred to me if Katie hadn't said something about it - I really don't remember what she said exactly, but I remember I said "no way, why would I want them to do that?" and she said, "well, then you could be naked at your house too, plus you guys have a pool."
But what really brought it about was a pretty funny incident involving my brother Tommy. I guess I'd gotten a lot more casual about things like when I changed my clothes or stuff, because of my experiences with the Addisons, and so I was in my room changing clothes one evening getting ready for bed when I realized I'd left my door open. I realized this because I heard my dad's voice in the hall and it was clear there was no door blocking the sound, and I heard him talking to Tommy. Something like what the hell do you think you're doing, and I realized my brother had been looking in my door at me changing or something, and dad had caught him. By then I was in my pajamas, but if Tommy had been there for only a few minutes, he probably had seen me in just my panties.
So, I go downstairs and dad and Tommy are having a serious conversation on the couch, and when they see me Tommy gets all embarrassed and dad makes him admit he was spying on me and then Tommy goes off and dad just says sorry, but adds that I should make sure I shut my door. I was kind of embarrassed, not that Tommy saw me in just my panties, actually, but more by the situation because of how dad made Tommy and me confront it. I remember thinking right then that if we were nudist Tommy would get to see as much as he wanted and that maybe that was more natural as it seemed perfectly ok with me that he was probably curious and stuff. But that's all I thought about it at that point.
But a day or so later I was having dinner with mom and dad and Tommy was over at a friend's, and somehow the topic of what had happened with Tommy spying on me came up - I have no idea how, it's not like this was normal dinner conversation. Maybe dad was telling mom about it for the first time, or something. But anyway not sure what made me say it, made a little sarcastic comment to the effect I didn't care if he looked it was perfectly natural for a 12 year old to be curious. And my mom said something like that it was very mature attitude, and out of the blue I told them that the Addisons were nudists, just like that.