Caught Naked
An active group for those who care to share their stories about being caught naked. I know I have had moments where I forget Im even nude and go in and out of the house, answer video calls all or forget you cant just be nude when visiting people. Another group (Caught nude/naked) does not have an active moderator so I created this group for us to share and have an active member. Hope you enjoy...
- created by Arnudist
Nude at home...
Return to DiscussionsGood day. Three summers ago, I had two major surgeries, each requiring months of rest. Obviously, I was home naked all day. I was so used to it that when the doorbell rang twice, I opened it without thinking. Once it was the phone company employee who had come to check the Wi-Fi line, and the second time it was the carpenter who had come to fix a piece of furniture. When they saw me, they were surprised and said, "Well... you're at home..."
I'm naked at home as much as possible! And, yes, it is very easy to forget sometimes that I'm naked and I do small things, like go to the 'fridge in the garage for something when the garage door is open. I have never answered the door naked, although I have stepped out onto the front porch to bring in a delivery...while the delivery driver is still in the driveway.
Recently my front door screen needed some attention. The wife wanted me to remove the decorative insert in the screen and just leave the mesh part. The paint on the insert was peeling and looking unsightly. With the job was completed, the result is a screen door that looks like it's not there! I walk back and forth by the front door quite a bit in the course of a day and I don't pay any attention to passing traffic on the street or passing pedestrians. NOW, with the new screen installed, the view from the outside looking in is quite different. The insert used to block the view SOMEWHAT. That's no longer the case.
With the new screen, answering the door naked has moved UP on my list of things to do!
Nudity becomes second nature when it's your default state. These days, I'm actually more conscious of the constriction of clothing than the freedom of nakedness fabric simply makes my skin feel weird. I have forgotten or been totally unaware that I was nude and gone into my garage with the door open to the street to get something out of my car. No one ever said anything and I dont know if I was seen. It never dawned on me that I was nude until I was well back into the house. Once, I walked into my garage to retrieve something from my car, completely forgetting my nakedness. The door stood wide open to the street. Only after returning inside did I realize I'd been nude the entire time. To this day, I'm not sure if any passersby caught a glimpse no one has ever mentioned it but the incident speaks to how comfortable I've become in my own skin. While I've never surprised an unsuspecting service person with my nudity, I sometimes imagine a world where such casual nudity wouldn't raise eyebrows. If laws permitted it, answering the door unclothed would feel as natural as breathing to me. My authentic self exists without textile barriers.