Funny stories while swimming?
Winter of 2016 Upstate NY. (I know)
Freshman year of college my dorm friends and me began delving in nudism then streaking and finally skinny-dipping.
All was great. We had a large group of nudist partakers, but a mini brotherhood started to form, as we were the ones that most often were nude.
The five of us made a pact: we would skinny dip at least once every season on a lake nearby no matter what. All was fine and dandy until winter came around. Ever lived through the winter in upstate NY? You learn a mantra: 15 below are not that big a deal. It will be April and Satan wills occasionally dandruff over the mountains. Still, we braved the cold to our usual spot at the lake. But what were we gonna do? The lake was frozen solid. Were we gonna make a hole in the ice? No.
"Let's just lay on the ice and make it count. What could POSSIBLY go wrong. Around this time a young fellow (let's call him Mark) became part of our--squad of doom. I had never heard of the guy but it was communicated that he would join us. College kids are shy and tacit about nudism. We called it the thing and Mark was coming to the thing that night. Ok so we hurry to disrobe to lie on the ice. Naturally one would think he should lay with his backside toward the ice right? Wrong. Mark laid face down.
He got.... stuck. So we lie on the ice, yelping the entire way through and shake the snow off and begin to put our clothes back on. Why is Mark not getting up? "Guys my **** is stuck to the ice!" He begins to yell profanity. Everyone begins to flee the scene because they don't hear Mark, but a couple of us do. We struggle a bit to get him off, and I even had to personally peel off his junk to help him out. We tried to be careful, but he still got injured, and had the pleasure of explaining what happened to him at the health center of the university.
Anyway. At least if it's not fun at the time at least it turns into a good story later right? What are y'all's stories?
The summer after we graduated from high school I did a lot of hiking with a close friend. He and I later became college roommates for a year and actually became in-room nudists. From our first night sharing a room we always slept naked, but that was a couple months into the future. Anyway, this one weekend we went on a hike and it was a really hot day. We were hiking shirtless but even then we were hot and sweaty and began looking for a way to cool off. We came to this really nice waterfall with a deep pool at the base and we both kind of dared each other to strip and go naked. So we did and went for a quick skinny dip. We even joked about hiking back naked but we didn't. We just put our shorts on and hiked that way. So that's when we were 18. When I was 25 or 26 I went for a hike by myself in that same place. I parked my car and started up the trail following a swift running river and at the very beginning of the trail there was an incredible big pool. Locals had piled stones and made almost a little dam to make the pool even bigger and deeper. It was a perfect place to swim, but it was like right next to the parking area so I set off into the woods. I hiked up to the pond up above the falls. Theres a flat open area with a shelter used by summer camps and boy scouts for sleep outs. But it was quiet and no one was around. The pond is so swampy I would never swim there. I did get naked for a little while laying out in sun, then pulled shorts on (I still wasn't yet much of a naked hiker) but it was so hot I decided I would find a place to skinnydip. I walked down to the falls and the pool.
Thinking back on our high school experience I stripped and went for a swim. Then on my way down the mountain, since I was so hot I kept looking for another place to skinnydip. The path would weave back and forth basically following the stream but sometimes close, right next to it, then a far distance. I was looking for a nice deep pool that wasn't right on the trail. It was so hot and I had this incredible urge to be naked for a swim and to spend some time laying out on the rocks. Every time I found a nice water spot it was right next to the trail.
Every time there was a spot with some distance and privacy, the river was shallow and rocky with no place to swim! I kept moving down the trail looking for a spot and then after a long time I found this beautiful little pool. It had depth and the beautiful crystal clear water was tempting enough but it also had flat rocks on one side and some nice spots to just spread out in the stones. I dropped my shorts, and took off the boots and socks and laid them on a rock with my backpack and jumped into the water. I went for a swim and was relaxing in that beautiful spot with the sun on my face and chest. The rest of my body was in the water. I relaxed with my arms spread out and even with the water so cold I was almost asleep it was so beautiful. Then I was startled when I heard what sounded like voices. I turned my head around around and looked behind me. I saw a young man and young woman both in bathing suits!
It looked so out of place to see them in bathing suits. They were standing on some rocks and looking toward me. I knew they could see I was naked. I was pretty much in full view since the water was so clear. They were a far distance but I still was a little hesitant to just get up and let then see me. I couldn't get to my backpack or my towel without either getting up out of the water and walking over to them or swimming across the pool.
In either case they were gonna see me completely naked. Then a third person, a guy joined them, also in a bathing suit, then I heard him jump into water. The man and woman kept looking back, talking softly, and the woman was kind of giggling about it. So I just figured I'd go for it. I swam across the little pool and let them watch me. I climbed out, picked up my towel and dried off. I figured why not just give them a show. She glanced a couple of times and looked away. He watched as I dried and pulled my shorts on. After I got my boots on I started down the trail and not only did I see those several people by the stream there must have been 8 or 10 people there, all in bathing suits. I had walked so far down the trail looking for my perfect swimming hole I was less than 50 feet from that beautiful local swimming spot with the rock dam I had seen when I started out on my hike. I was probably only about 150 or 200 feet from my car! Joke was on me! I have hiked in that place I think three more times since then and I have never encountered anyone at that spot. Those stacked stones must have washed away with ice or a spring storm and maybe the locals just forgot about it. But that day when I was naked they sure showed up! I've hiked and skinny dipped there several times. I got caught one other time but that's another story.
Where was that lake?Having spent most of my life in Central NY I can attest to the winters. I still visit the area every summer. Some of my favorite skinny dipping spots were Six Mile Creek in Ithaca, Lakeview Management Area (Southwick Beach) on Lake Ontario and underneath and some of the many bridges over The Oneida River at night. The I-81 overpass was my favorite. Was "caught" a few times there.
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