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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Once I got naked while being on Train
Return to DiscussionsOnce I got naked while being on Train, outside my compartment. I got horny hence decided to have some fun by getting naked and rub my penis on the walls of train till I relaxed.
Once in bus, I got horny at night, there was no one aroun me, hence, I removed my jeans and rubbed my penis on the seat until i relaxed.
Once recently, I was staying at a camp, at night I got horny and naked in my camp gear, but one dog came inside my camp gear and sucked my penis, then ran away.
Getting naked outside in nature is so cool
Once I got naked I got horny and naked in my camp gear, but one dog came inside my camp gear and sucked my penis, then ran away.
And you wanted to return the favor to him, didn't you? Too bad for you he ran off so fast.
Returning back to the topic after that slight diversion....
This reminds me of a time when I got naked on a train, actually its happened twice. Ill have to do them as separate posts though, as they are both long-ish stories.
First time I had been out all day in Tring with a mixed (M&F) group of friends, and had enjoyed a beer or two. On the train home in to London Euston I decided the train was too hot without any air conditioning so I stripped off and just continued chatting with my friends. They were used to seeing me naked by this point. However, one of my mates that had also had a drink got up, picked up my clothes and ran off through the, going from carriage to carriage through the interlocking doors.
I had no choice but to chase him. Fortunately it was a late-ish evening train into town on a Saturday night so most of the other commuters were on their way in for a night out and in great spirits so I just got cheered as I streaked through the carriages in pursuit.
The story doesnt end there though. I was sharing a flat in Kilburn at the time with some of the friends I was travelling with and we decided to get a black cab back from Euston. Once inside and under way, I told the cab driver about what happened and asked if he would mind if I got naked in the back of his cab he said Sure! so there I was travelling through Central London, in the back of a taxi in the nude.
The great thing was when a bus would pull alongside and people looking out of the windows, looking down into the cab, would see me naked squished between two friends.
Having played a great joke once though, my same friend thought it would be a fun idea this time to chuck my clothes out of the taxi window as we passed through Camden. I persuaded the cab driver to go back and retrieve them, he didnt mind a longer journey means a higher fare. I had to get out of the cab naked and pick up my clothes from the side of the road. Luckily my wallet was still there too.
At the end of the journey, I just got out of the cab naked and went up the stoop and into our flat with my clothes under my arm. I passed by the lounge where another flat mate had invited back a new boyfriend after their first date. I said hi. He was a little taken aback, but she had seen it all before and was scarcely even surprised. We all went up on to the roof to continue the party long into the summer night and I stayed naked the whole time.
The second time it happened might even have been the same Summer because it was another hot night in Kilburn.
This time I had been out with my friends in Baker Street and was travelling back late-ish on a Friday night. We were all due to leave early in the morning for a couple of weeks on Kefalonia and I was preparing to get my nudist freak on.
It was a busy train and London has a real lack of air conditioning on trains, not really needing it except for the very height of Summer, so once again I decided that I was way too hot to be travelling in clothes. So I stripped off for the last bit of the journey.
Kilburn is a high level station where you leave the platform, go down a flight of stairs to reach the ticket office at street level. Outside the station is a traffic light controlled crossroads and our flat was diametrically across this crossing, 30 metres along the opposite road.
As the train arrived at the station one of my friends dared me to stay naked off the train, all the way to home. Im not one to resist a challenge. However this was a fairly high risk gamble as I was working for London Underground at the time and would almost certainly have got the sack if anything went wrong.
I fished my Oyster card out of my trousers, rolled my clothes under my arm and disembarked. I raced down the stairs, streaked through the ticket office not looking at the staff in case they recognised me, through the ticket gates and out to the street.
I was in luck. The lights had just changed in my favour and the Green Man indicated it was safe to cross. What I hadnt noticed was at the front of the traffic queue on the other side of the road was a Police car and as I streaked in front of it, the blue lights came on.
I ran around the corner and they followed me and pulled me up. I was very apologetic, and said that I only lived there - pointing across the road - and that it was a silly dare from my friends to run home from the Tube naked. Which friends? they asked. I couldnt see them. They had all gone into hiding when they saw the Police car.
Anyway the Police were very kind and took me at my word. They stuck around to ensure that I lived where I claimed so they could see that at least that part of my story checked out.
It could have been so much different with a cop with a different attitude. A night in the cells, a missed flight to holiday and no job. I got lucky with this dare.
Once inside and under way, I told the cab driver about what happened and asked if he would mind if I got naked in the back of his cab he said Sure! so there I was travelling through Central London, in the back of a taxi in the nude.
You do realise 'sure' means sure he minds, meaning DO NOT strip off. You perv!
It was nearly 40 ears ago and before I got into nudism, but I am certain I must have been nude in my compartment at some point when I took the night sleeper from London to Cornwall.
I have also been nude in my cabin on the night ferry across the English channel, including one occasion when we had upgraded to commodore class and I was naked when the young lady steward brought in the breakfast.