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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What is the boldest thing you have ever done nude?
Return to DiscussionsA few months back, I woke up at about 3 and realized I forgot to take the garbage out. I grabbed a pair of shorts, went out to the side of the house, opened the gate looked around and said screw it, dumped the shorts, brought the can to the street, then I walked down the sidewalk to my driveway, up and around the driveway and all around the front yard. I must have stayed out there for at least 4 minutes, heart pounding with excitement, nervousness.. Now it's kinda regular thing. One of the last times, it was around midnight, my landscaping lights were still on, neighbors across the street were still up and had company, their flood lights were one and the curtains in their bay window we open with the lights on and a few people were talking on the couch. I still went out there and walked down the sidewalk, around the driveway and yard for about 2 minutes... Wasn't seen that I know of LOL
Great story! Would love to have seen that
Several years ago I had to go to LA on business. I was looking for a hotel with a good gym. I happened to stumble on the athletic club. The place is very old and probably had it's hay day in the 30's and 40's. It is a full blown club with several stories of meeting rooms, workout areas, huge swimming pool with lanes etc.. One floor with a bar and restaurant and several upper floors that serve as a hotel for guests. Memory doesn't serve well here yet I think the set up was something like 1st floor parking and front desk. 2nd floor meeting rooms. 3rd floor restaurant and bar. 4th floor workout rooms yoga etc. 5th and 6th floor pool, gym, walking track, locker rooms. 7th & 8th floors racquet ball and hand ball courts and somewhere a full sized basketball court. The 9th-12th floor was the hotel.
I checked in for the week on a Sunday afternoon and was given a room on the 12th floor. The restaurant was closed on Sunday and the gym if open at all was pretty much deserted and definitely closed by evening. After returning from dinner I watched a football game and then remembered something I needed to check on at the front desk. I took the elevator down and after getting the information I needed I rode back up the elevator with a couple of flight attendants. I later learned that one of the west pacific airlines had blocks of rooms for their employees to over night between flights to Asia or Caribbean. I got off on the 5th floor to check out the gym and discovered everything was locked up except that the pool was open. It was still a little early and I wasn't sure of all the surroundings and staff yet I started getting the yen to do some nude exploring. Something I hadn't really thought about til then. The place did seem somewhat deserted except for a few guests.
I went up to my room and began the inner conflict of dares and self negotiation as I really hadn't planned any nude activity yet the situation seemed such that it was difficult not to think about a nude haunt of the place. In the room I stripped and took a shower. I was getting very nervous and not having made any such plans the self daring was getting the better of me. I thought a drink might help and also delay my dares and then maybe I'd be too tired and just go to sleep. I wrapped a towel around my waist and after waiting at the door what seemed an eternity I went down the hall to the ice machine. By the time I got to the machine the towel was coming off so I pulled it off while I filled the bucket and went back to the room holding the towel and bucket.
Hopefully I thought that would be enough for the night and after a drink I'd go to sleep.
No such luck. I really had an urge to explore the place nude and it was not going away. Finally I dressed in shorts and a shirt compromising that I would check things out first so I went down the elevator again to the first floor. There was only one person at the desk and a maintenance person who looked like they were leaving for the night. There were a couple of elevators with stairways a bit further on either side. I decided to take the stairs and check out each floor and then decide what to do. By the time I reached the fourth floor my shirt was draped over a shoulder and I was carrying my shorts in my hand having removed them on one of the flights of stairs. The dare or urge was overwhelming and I had finally given in. Now nude I quietly began exploring the floors of first the gym and then the hotel floors using the stairways to access each floor. I was given some pause in my venture upon discovering that the pool had since been locked. No skinny dip. This began a nightly ritual for the remainder of my stay.
My routine was to have dinner and then go to the gym for a work out or pool for a swim. The men's locker room was huge and of course clothing optional. There was a classic large turkish sauna with white tile and thick steam. A dry sauna and a large hot tub all enjoyed au naturel and afterwards total relaxtion.
After the gym I'd head to my room to change and then to the cocktail bar for a couple of drinks. It is a fabulous old school bar. The bar closed at ten at which point I'd return to my room and nap a couple hours waking later to explore the place nude.
One night early in the evening I went for a swim. I had only taken my swimsuit and a hooded pull over sweatshirt down with me from my room to the gym. After using the steam and sauna it was uncomfortable putting the wet suit back on. I never really ran into anyone going up the elevator passed the gym floors to the hotel part, So soon as I got on the elevator and the doors closed, off came the suit and I stuck it in the sweatshirt pouch. As luck would have it the elevator stopped on the next floor and one of the flight attendants got on. with her rolling carry on and a drink in the other hand. She was saying her good byes to a friend who must have been staying on another floor. I pushed the button for the next floor and then pushed the pouch on my sweatshirt down as far as I could. As we rode up the elevator she smiled at me and we made small talk a few moments before reaching the next floor. She wasn't drunk by any means yet I could tell she was on her second or third drink. As I left the elevator she waved and wished me a good night and I instinctively turned around to wave back and in so doing my sweatshirt rose way up. Seeing me she half laughed and covered her mouth and her smiling eyes told me I wasn't in trouble as the door closed though I quickly took the stairs to my room.
Though the place was not c/o by any means I found at that the dress code was somewhat more relaxed there. There was a slim older guy with a large moustache that the employees called the judge. He would go a back and forth from his room to the gym only loosely wrapped in a towel and no one seemed to mind.
The hotel floors were set up with a long hallway of rooms with other T cross hallways with 4 or 5 rooms in each as well, I had an older lady next door neighbor the first couple days and after that it appeared I had the wing to myself mid week. There was a table with a vase of flowers in front of the elevators on every floor. By the end of the week I was leaving a key under a vase on one of the floors then returning to my room, I'd leave my clothes inside and lock the door to go on a no net free walk of the place. One night I got confused as to which floor I had left the key. It was not where I thought it was. I usually took the stairs yet as it was late I took the elevator nude up a couple of floors until I found the right table. It was a bit extra nerve racking riding the elevator nude with no net. When I finally found my key I heard the other elevator coming up. The bell rang and the light lit up right in front of me. I dashed around a corner into the stairwell and as the door was closing I saw one of the flight attendants pass by on her way to a room. She must have come in on a late flight.
Anyway it was such a great time I extended my stay two extra days through the next weekend.
It's nothing compared to all you naked daredevils (you're all my hero!)But I used to live with a very judgemental and shaming roommate. One day I figured, I'll get naked and do dishes while he's out. I committed to being naked the entire time, not rushing, and as I got ALMOST done, who comes up the stairs? Judgey Shaming Roommate. He was all upset because, "I don't want to see you naked" and I told him it's not about him, it's about me being comfortable. I didn't do it again, but I should have. Screw that guy! But it felt so good to finally be naked in front of him as it was very liberating.
I dont want to see you clothed.
So don't know if this is what you are looking for as it was not a planned outing, but it was an interest time. So back in my younger days there was a guy I worked with that invited me to a party at his place. It was a small party of about 10 people (male, female mix). not much going on so it led to a us playing a stripping game. So of course, I was the biggest loser of the night. So, the guy lived in a small town, I think like 3000 people. Anyway, the town is down a side road about 2 miles from the main highway. So, after the game. We got in his car and drove to the main highway and pulled to the side. When everything looked clear. I exited the car complete naked, and he then drove back to his place leaving me there to walk back.
A couple things come to mind..The first being that I use to workout at the gym 6 days a week, it was my daily routine to workout for 2-3hrs then shower. I always left the curtain wide open. They also had a sauna in the men's locker room so I sat/laid out in the sauna completely naked a few days a week. I walked the beach of the North Short of Oahu naked and went skinny dipping in the Pacific Ocean. My wife was with me, but refused to get in the water for fear that a "giant squid" would get us lol. I have gone up and checked the mailbox butt naked numerous times, sometimes during the day and sometimes in the evening. I go nude hiking, but it's on private land..so the odds of anyone being out there is slim to none. The wife and I left a night club in Phoenix,AZ one night and it was about 100 degrees outside. I stopped in the parking lot and stripped down naked, then walked all the way across the parking lot to my vehicle. Quite a few club goers were out in the parking lot, no one said a word. I am planning to go to my first nude resort, here in Va, later this summer, and my first nude beach this fall down in Florida.
About 20 years ago I lived in Long Beach, CA and drove to work in Pasadena, CA. I would strip completely naked including taking off my shoes and socks when I got in my car and drove some of the busiest freeways in LA (the 405, 101, and 110) and get dressed once I reached the parking garage at work. Both directions were during the LA rush hours so there was a lot. of stop and go driving. I am sure there were several occasions that I was spotted but only once had a negative reaction from a car next to me. I did this for an entire summer.
Tonight is the last night of my holiday, I just walked down the stairs, out onto the street, walked down to almost the beach and turned around and walked back. Walked past the Thai restaurant where I had dinner last evening, the staff were still cleaning up, saw me walk past. No booze on board, I've been dry for July.
I was staying on the first level of the walk up apartments at the Blue Lagoon Resort at Trinity Beach. Everyone seems to go to bed early so the place was very quiet at 10pm. People tend to get up earlier due to the nice morning weather too, I did, walked on the beach, took sunrise photos and then got changed on the beach, a little bold also.
Id been asked to provide a quote for work at an elderly ladies house. Id been and measured before so this was a follow up meeting.
She was recently widowed, 70, a tall willowy lady. She was sad ( obviously) and asked if I would share a beer with her and chat a while. As we did then she suggested I should that a swim in her pool. I joking said Id love to but had no trucks to wear. She suggested then I go nude.
I laughed it off but she was quiet insistent. I told her a was comfortable naked so she should be careful what she wished for. Then agreed. I suggested I would need a towel and with a smile she went for one.
When she returned I was naked in the outdoor shower which seemed to delight her. She mentioned my size as I walked past her and entered the pool. It was a roasting Spanish summers day so the swim was refreshing.
I exited to pool when she offered me another beer and rather than pick up the towel I sat naked on the bench and she sat close beside me.
We spent the next hour or so chatting about our lifes. She told of her life with her husband as nudists and swingers. I told her Id explored the swinging scene too.
Finally it was time to leave. She gave me a long hug before I could get dressed and thanked me for stripping , which of course was my pleasure.
I did return and got nude once more but it wasnt as interesting as that first time.