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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Nude night walk around neighborhood
Return to DiscussionsI often walk around at night. I leave a pair of shorts and a shirt at the bottom of the steps of my deck just in case.
But as I get more daring I wander farther and farther away from my deck and end up blocks away from my deck, daring myself to go further every night. Tonight will push the limits and see how far I can get.
I studied in a small town in Minnesota and would strip my clothes off on the country roads at night. It was flat and open and easy to see anyone coming. With the long winters it felt great! Then I studied in Munich and would run naked at night in the English Gardens. Once I ran during a summer downpour and I dont think I could ever have a more fun run! Now I live in a tightly populated area and don't have that option.
Did last night. A little chilly but body adjusted. I am dog sitting for a few days so it gives me an excuse to be out late. I typically have to wear clothes off my deck and then undress once away from lights, last night I decided to just go out nude.
I usually don't take chances outside, but recently did a number of minimal outside adventures. We were staying with MIL near Asheville, NC. Her house is in a mountainous neighborhood and positioned where people on the street can't see up the hill to her front door. Also, the door to the walkout basement is hidden by hills and foliage. So there were times at night (3:00ish) when our dog needed to go out and pee and it was warm enough go out naked. Between the darkness and the being the middle of the night, I thought it was a good bet I would not be seen.
Yes, Ive done that quite a few times on hot summer evenings late. Just leave my house with flipflops and stroll around the block. I also did it in the middle of a summer rain late at night. Ran around the block in he middle of the street and enjoyed the rain.
Back in the early 1980s I started to venture out to the local high school some three blocks away around 4-4:30 AM in an old pair of gym shorts and sandals for a walk around the track. Eventually I became brave enough to disrobe and hang the shorts on the fence and walk several laps nude. I like this! Several laps soon became a couple of miles. This eventually became mundane so I would leave home with shorts in hand and make the three-block walk nude and return home nude. Well you can guess what is next. After several trips like this I graduated to leaving home with nothing but sandals! It was wonderful to take an hour and a half walk totally nude in the middle of my residential area. Days and weeks of this soon became regular. I began to wonder if I could make it further? The next day I started off towards the school but this time kept going into the next residential area. Each day I would venture further and further. Eventually my morning walks took me over two miles from home through two different residential areas and down some ten or so streets in only sandals. Being so far away for longer distances I soon realized the time was slipping by and some residents were stirring about. I was further than I had ever ventured enjoying the early morning breeze as I paced along on a particularly long street when I heard a noise. To my surprise a resident walked out to put his trash out directly in front of me. Oh crap! There was no possible escape. I never lost pace and walked right by him and exclaimed good morning. He never moved or said a word. I looked back several houses past to see he was still gazing in awe. It was then I realized it was trash day! Would there be more early risers disposing their trash on the two-mile return trip. Success was at hand until the very last turn back near the high school. As I made the turn to my total surprise and theirs too, were two females jogging right toward me dressed in their proper skin tight exercise wear. I never missed a step stating nice morning for a walk and returned to the safety of home never looking back at the joggers. I am sure they had a great story to talk about when they arrived to work! I decided to keep my walks a bit closer to home base after that.
Back in the early 1980s I started to venture out to the local high school some three blocks away around 4-4:30 AM in an old pair of gym shorts and sandals for a walk around the track. Eventually I became brave enough to disrobe and hang the shorts on the fence and walk several laps nude. I like this! Several laps soon became a couple of miles. This eventually became mundane so I would leave home with shorts in hand and make the three-block walk nude and return home nude. Well you can guess what is next. After several trips like this I graduated to leaving home with nothing but sandals! It was wonderful to take an hour and a half walk totally nude in the middle of my residential area. Days and weeks of this soon became regular. I began to wonder if I could make it further? The next day I started off towards the school but this time kept going into the next residential area. Each day I would venture further and further. Eventually my morning walks took me over two miles from home through two different residential areas and down some ten or so streets in only sandals. Being so far away for longer distances I soon realized the time was slipping by and some residents were stirring about. I was further than I had ever ventured enjoying the early morning breeze as I paced along on a particularly long street when I heard a noise. To my surprise a resident walked out to put his trash out directly in front of me. Oh crap! There was no possible escape. I never lost pace and walked right by him and exclaimed good morning. He never moved or said a word. I looked back several houses past to see he was still gazing in awe. It was then I realized it was trash day! Would there be more early risers disposing their trash on the two-mile return trip. Success was at hand until the very last turn back near the high school. As I made the turn to my total surprise and theirs too, were two females jogging right toward me dressed in their proper skin tight exercise wear. I never missed a step stating nice morning for a walk and returned to the safety of home never looking back at the joggers. I am sure they had a great story to talk about when they arrived to work! I decided to keep my walks a bit closer to home base after that.
Back in the early 1980s I started to venture out to the local high school some three blocks away around 4-4:30 AM in an old pair of gym shorts and sandals for a walk around the track. Eventually I became brave enough to disrobe and hang the shorts on the fence and walk several laps nude. I like this! Several laps soon became a couple of miles. This eventually became mundane so I would leave home with shorts in hand and make the three-block walk nude and return home nude. Well you can guess what is next. After several trips like this I graduated to leaving home with nothing but sandals! It was wonderful to take an hour and a half walk totally nude in the middle of my residential area. Days and weeks of this soon became regular. I began to wonder if I could make it further? The next day I started off towards the school but this time kept going into the next residential area. Each day I would venture further and further. Eventually my morning walks took me over two miles from home through two different residential areas and down some ten or so streets in only sandals. Being so far away for longer distances I soon realized the time was slipping by and some residents were stirring about. I was further than I had ever ventured enjoying the early morning breeze as I paced along on a particularly long street when I heard a noise. To my surprise a resident walked out to put his trash out directly in front of me. Oh crap! There was no possible escape. I never lost pace and walked right by him and exclaimed good morning. He never moved or said a word. I looked back several houses past to see he was still gazing in awe. It was then I realized it was trash day! Would there be more early risers disposing their trash on the two-mile return trip. Success was at hand until the very last turn back near the high school. As I made the turn to my total surprise and theirs too, were two females jogging right toward me dressed in their proper skin tight exercise wear. I never missed a step stating nice morning for a walk and returned to the safety of home never looking back at the joggers. I am sure they had a great story to talk about when they arrived to work! I decided to keep my walks a bit closer to home base after that.