A Nudist's Diary
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Craziest Fantasy
Return to DiscussionsAre you sure? They could be X rated. For years mine was to have my hands and feet tied and be stripped naked in public. There is a bit more to it than that (like how do you remove someone's clothes when hands and feet are tied and what happens next). It actually came true on one of my holidays this summer. Everyone else was fully clothed.
My wildest fantasy -
I am visiting a forest alone. am having skinny dipping in a wild creek. Suddenly I found a group of tribal men approaching me. As I was about to put on cloths they resisted me from doing that. I was told that they were in hunt for their clan leader. And they had a prediction that they will find that man bathing nude in the holy river. So they took me with them. I was not allowed to put on cloths...they all were wearing loincloths.
As the group reached their village....an uproar went - the nude king has come.
People came running to see me...men, women and children. And they all started celebrating my nudity.
I was decorated with colors, flowers and carried in a palaquin, on the shoulder of 4 men....I am fully nude.
There is a ritual of the initiation of the king...where they all bathe me....scrub me with herbs. And finally they all started singing and dancing around me...
Beautiful fantasy, Suhrit!
Don't know why, but speaking of crazy, it always happens in my dreams. I call those "public nightmares." I dream being naked in public, that is I do not dream to be nakedin public, I dream that I am! And the nightmare comes from the fact that everybody else is fully, even formally clad and I feel uncomfortably crazy for letting myself go like that, and also the guilt and frustration of having, say, forgotten to put some clothes on before hitting the street... But then, the closest thing to this happened to me last year, and of my own free choice, when I took part in a World Naked Bike Ride day. Yes, we were a group of naked cyclists, but not so numerous that you could hide somewhere in the naked crowd and avoid contact with the passers-by. So I found myself chatting with fully-clothed tourists, taking pictures of me (I wonder where those ended up!) or explaining to a gentleman in his car, surrounded by his giggling female passengers, why we had stopped the traffic.
It felt like daring the limits of my own craziness and it didn't feel entirely guiltless. But I'll do it again this year ;)
I always fantasized about being a Male Stripper, being on a stage in front of an audience, removing my clothes item by item. I'd then come out on a runway, pick up dollar bills in my butt crack :-)
That hairy butt crack? ;)______________________________________________________________________________________________. ..You Bet! I'd even be happy to squat down in front of audience members, let 'em have a free tug on my hairy balls:). . 
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I've got my dollar bills and ready to tug! Hahaha
I always fantasized about being a Male Stripper, being on a stage in front of an audience, removing my clothes item by item. I'd then come out on a runway, pick up dollar bills in my butt crack :-)
That hairy butt crack? ;)______________________________________________________________________________________________. ..You Bet! I'd even be happy to squat down in front of audience members, let 'em have a free tug on my hairy balls:). . . . .Be careful what you ask for. Some of them might grip tight andtug hard.
Craziest fantasy ... uhm, lets see ... arriving at my place, after a day spent at a nudist beach in the company of a very interesting person. Taking a shower in order to get rid of all the sand but at the same time taking the opportunity to explore the other persons body, touching it slowly, even kissing it, but resisting the temptation to do anything ... steamier.But then the night falls,and after a very nice dinner and a small walk along the shore, we return to the place that we rented. This time around, we allow ourselves to go a little further, stroking, kissing, undressing each other and once totally naked, getting to know each others bodies more intimately, but still fighting the urge to take that other step.In the middle of the night, I slowly wake up, when my friend grabs one of my hands and leads it straight to a part of his body, while kissing me at the same time, thus breaking all barriers and allowing things to unfold the way we both want them to.
P.s: not sure if this is a fantasy or if it has, in fact, happened ... I think it has, though ... :P