Daring Nudists!!
For nudists who are not afraid of trying anything new! Such as getting naked at work after everyone leaves, streaking, Driving a car naked...Fun things that might get us into trouble that excites us. And please feel free to write about the craziest thing you done in the nude :)
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Return to DiscussionsI left my clothes in car at forrest preserve, put keys on tire. Walked out 3 miles then three back.
I also wore unwanted clothes while driving. Once out of town stripped and threw them out the window. Drove an hour. Stopped at rest stop then went home. Rest stop took a while because someone came in. Twice.
In a non nudist situation? Probably in London city. We stumble on a WBR event and some were wandering the route I stripped much to the delight of the friend I was with and wandered some.
Otherwise probably 2-3 miles along the beach and surrounding countryside. I would leave my wife where we were sunbathing ( me naked ) and wander off towards the nearest town. Some beaches were nude but mostly not.
I've enjoyed walking naked for many years and as I have gotten older I have become a lot more daring and risque.
A lot of us Europeans visit the Canary Islands, which are a paradise for outdoor nudity, and like a lot of people I have walked for hours in the nude but I discovered, and I recommend that anyone reading this give it a go, that it is a big thrill to not just do it nude but to leave your clothes somewhere before setting off; it puts an incredible edge on the thrill because of course there's simply no chance of quickly covering up. Despite doing it for some years I still get an amazing heightening of my senses; its almost as if my sensitivity to everything has been turned right up and I expect it is the vulnerability of being nude in "public" as it were.
A few years ago I went one further and got my girfriend to drive me out somewhere and drop me off at the roadside with nothing other than a pair of trainers and a telephone. It was somewhere I'd already checked out, so I knew where I was, and I then had to get off of the road and make my way to an agreed meeting place which was probably about 45 mins away where she would wait. It was a late evening in July so balmy, twilight, and less chance of anyone being around.
We had a few conversations and texts along the way and I swear that my heart was beating a lot faster with the excitement and as well as that I was hard for most of the time!
When I made it back to the rendezvous she was waiting for me and before I got back into the car she told me to masturbate for her, which I did and did so quite openly and visible from the road had a car passed by.
I got back into the car, still covered with my cum; I think she enjoyed the experience as much as I did!
We did it a few times again after that but I'd liked to have tried it more often.
I've enjoyed walking naked for many years and as I have gotten older I have become a lot more daring and risque.A lot of us Europeans visit the Canary Islands, which are a paradise for outdoor nudity, and like a lot of people I have walked for hours in the nude but I discovered, and I recommend that anyone reading this give it a go, that it is a big thrill to not just do it nude but to leave your clothes somewhere before setting off; it puts an incredible edge on the thrill because of course there's simply no chance of quickly covering up. Despite doing it for some years I still get an amazing heightening of my senses; its almost as if my sensitivity to everything has been turned right up and I expect it is the vulnerability of being nude in "public" as it were.A few years ago I went one further and got my girfriend to drive me out somewhere and drop me off at the roadside with nothing other than a pair of trainers and a telephone. It was somewhere I'd already checked out, so I knew where I was, and I then had to get off of the road and make my way to an agreed meeting place which was probably about 45 mins away where she would wait. It was a late evening in July so balmy, twilight, and less chance of anyone being around.
Someone on another board retired to a rural area of Gran Canaria. He found that some local small businesses would allow nude customers so he would routinely do his errands and go to a shop, Cafe or Tavern and bring no clothes with him. The only time he brought clothes to wear was when he was going into one of the larger towns.
I've enjoyed walking naked for many years and as I have gotten older I have become a lot more daring and risque.A lot of us Europeans visit the Canary Islands, which are a paradise for outdoor nudity, and like a lot of people I have walked for hours in the nude but I discovered, and I recommend that anyone reading this give it a go, that it is a big thrill to not just do it nude but to leave your clothes somewhere before setting off; it puts an incredible edge on the thrill because of course there's simply no chance of quickly covering up. Despite doing it for some years I still get an amazing heightening of my senses; its almost as if my sensitivity to everything has been turned right up and I expect it is the vulnerability of being nude in "public" as it were.A few years ago I went one further and got my girfriend to drive me out somewhere and drop me off at the roadside with nothing other than a pair of trainers and a telephone. It was somewhere I'd already checked out, so I knew where I was, and I then had to get off of the road and make my way to an agreed meeting place which was probably about 45 mins away where she would wait. It was a late evening in July so balmy, twilight, and less chance of anyone being around.
Someone on another board retired to a rural area of Gran Canaria. He found that some local small businesses would allow nude customers so he would routinely do his errands and go to a shop, Cafe or Tavern and bring no clothes with him. The only time he brought clothes to wear was when he was going into one of the larger towns.
I've enjoyed walking naked for many years and as I have gotten older I have become a lot more daring and risque.A lot of us Europeans visit the Canary Islands, which are a paradise for outdoor nudity, and like a lot of people I have walked for hours in the nude but I discovered, and I recommend that anyone reading this give it a go, that it is a big thrill to not just do it nude but to leave your clothes somewhere before setting off; it puts an incredible edge on the thrill because of course there's simply no chance of quickly covering up. Despite doing it for some years I still get an amazing heightening of my senses; its almost as if my sensitivity to everything has been turned right up and I expect it is the vulnerability of being nude in "public" as it were.A few years ago I went one further and got my girfriend to drive me out somewhere and drop me off at the roadside with nothing other than a pair of trainers and a telephone. It was somewhere I'd already checked out, so I knew where I was, and I then had to get off of the road and make my way to an agreed meeting place which was probably about 45 mins away where she would wait. It was a late evening in July so balmy, twilight, and less chance of anyone being around.
Someone on another board retired to a rural area of Gran Canaria. He found that some local small businesses would allow nude customers so he would routinely do his errands and go to a shop, Cafe or Tavern and bring no clothes with him. The only time he brought clothes to wear was when he was going into one of the larger towns.
I've enjoyed walking naked for many years and as I have gotten older I have become a lot more daring and risque.A lot of us Europeans visit the Canary Islands, which are a paradise for outdoor nudity, and like a lot of people I have walked for hours in the nude but I discovered, and I recommend that anyone reading this give it a go, that it is a big thrill to not just do it nude but to leave your clothes somewhere before setting off; it puts an incredible edge on the thrill because of course there's simply no chance of quickly covering up. Despite doing it for some years I still get an amazing heightening of my senses; its almost as if my sensitivity to everything has been turned right up and I expect it is the vulnerability of being nude in "public" as it were.A few years ago I went one further and got my girfriend to drive me out somewhere and drop me off at the roadside with nothing other than a pair of trainers and a telephone. It was somewhere I'd already checked out, so I knew where I was, and I then had to get off of the road and make my way to an agreed meeting place which was probably about 45 mins away where she would wait. It was a late evening in July so balmy, twilight, and less chance of anyone being around.
Someone on another board retired to a rural area of Gran Canaria. He found that some local small businesses would allow nude customers so he would routinely do his errands and go to a shop, Cafe or Tavern and bring no clothes with him. The only time he brought clothes to wear was when he was going into one of the larger towns.
I've enjoyed walking naked for many years and as I have gotten older I have become a lot more daring and risque.A lot of us Europeans visit the Canary Islands, which are a paradise for outdoor nudity, and like a lot of people I have walked for hours in the nude but I discovered, and I recommend that anyone reading this give it a go, that it is a big thrill to not just do it nude but to leave your clothes somewhere before setting off; it puts an incredible edge on the thrill because of course there's simply no chance of quickly covering up. Despite doing it for some years I still get an amazing heightening of my senses; its almost as if my sensitivity to everything has been turned right up and I expect it is the vulnerability of being nude in "public" as it were.A few years ago I went one further and got my girfriend to drive me out somewhere and drop me off at the roadside with nothing other than a pair of trainers and a telephone. It was somewhere I'd already checked out, so I knew where I was, and I then had to get off of the road and make my way to an agreed meeting place which was probably about 45 mins away where she would wait. It was a late evening in July so balmy, twilight, and less chance of anyone being around.
Someone on another board retired to a rural area of Gran Canaria. He found that some local small businesses would allow nude customers so he would routinely do his errands and go to a shop, Cafe or Tavern and bring no clothes with him. The only time he brought clothes to wear was when he was going into one of the larger towns.