Ever gone naked somewhere that wasn't for nudists, and didn't want anyone to see you?

I don't think I'm an exhibitionist, exactly...I've never gone nude in public outside of clothes-optional resorts, and never felt tempted to. I think I would be mortified to be naked when everyone else around me is dressed. (Of course, that embarrassment might be exciting, but I still don't want to expose myself in places where people haven't consented to see nudity.)

But ever since my early teen years, I remember wanting to get out of my clothes and just feel the openness. As I mentioned in another thread, on campouts (between the ages of 13 and 15), I would sneak away from the other Scouts, find a secluded place where I was pretty sure no one else would find me, and then take off everything. I just loved the feeling.

I think my favorite part was just lying naked in the grass, looking up at the sky, feeling completely at peace.

There was also a kind of thrill at the risk of being discovered, anyway...that made it exciting in another way. But I never tried to make that happen. On one occasion, while naked, I spotted hikers from my troop on the other side of the lake, and a couple of them stopped, looking my way...they seemed to see me. I was in tall grass, and at a considerable distance from them, but I think my bare chest, shoulders and face showed.

Later on, back at the camp, one of them asked, "Was that you on the far side of the lake? You weren't moving, but I was pretty sure it was you."

I told him it was, that I'd suddenly needed a pit stop. He nodded as though he wasn't going to ask any more questions, but I don't think he believed me, and I'm pretty sure that from across the lake he'd noticed I wasn't wearing a shirt. It was OK, though, because this particular guy was a couple of years older, and kind of a big brother to me...in our tent at nights on campouts, we'd fallen into a pattern where I'd ask him questions about sex and what it was like to be with a girl. He told me a lot of things about what the girls he'd been with liked doing, how to tell if a girl wanted you to go farther, what it was like when they got wet, and so on.

After it sounded like he'd dozed off, I'd sometimes take off my pants in my sleeping bag, and masturbate and come into a sock, thinking about the things he'd told me. I think he probably knew about that, too, but he kept my trust and never embarrassed me about anything. So anyway, I think he knew I was naked out there, but my secret was safe.

At other times during those years, I'd sneak out of my house (we lived out in the country) after everyone else was asleep, take off my clothes and walk around our outer property, in the moonlight. I could see the lights of other houses off in the distance, but no one else was around. These years were at the height of the U.S.'s "streaking" craze, which had me curious, and though I wasn't going to do it in public, "practicing for streaking" was going to be my alibi if I ever got caught.

Sometimes, I would get up on the roof so I could lie there naked and feel the wind on my body, and look at the stars, sometimes seeing a plane go over far ahead...a funny feeling, since I knew there was absolutely nothing between me and any distant eyes on the plane, but that no one would ever see me. It all sure confused my dog, who would look up at the roof and wag his tail, wondering why I wasn't coming down to walk him. I gave up going to the roof after a couple of times, though, because I knew it was only a matter of time before my lightly sleeping Dad would hear the roof creaking, and then I'd have some major explaining to do.

One of those years, I also had a service project at my church on Saturday afternoons when there was hardly anyone else around. I had keys, and was tasked with cleaning out closets in their classrooms, checking for books that were more than 20 years old and stacking them in the hallways for disposal. I could close the door on each classroom while I was working in it, the windows were textured glass (not transparent), and I could hear the hallway door open a long way away if anyone else came into that part of the building.

So you guessed it... I would take off my shoes, pants and underwear and do the work bottomless. A couple of the rooms had mirrors in them, and those were my favorites.

I was ready to pull it all back on in an instant if I heard a door open from the stairs down the hall...never happened, though. I guess that in addition to enjoying the feeling of being (half-)naked, it was also that thrill once again of potentially being discovered and humiliated, but I know I would have scrambled like mad to get dressed again if I actually heard anyone on the way. I stopped doing it after a few times because I had a nightmare about the preacher catching me and reading me the riot act.

Many years later, I was staying at a four-star hotel with my lovely wife. She and I had earlier had intercourse several times on a dark beach outside our honeymoon cabin, with the lights of other settlements in the distance, but neither of us considered ourselves exhibitionists per se, as we didn't want to be observed. We just liked making love to each other outside.

But at the aforementioned hotel, later on, after having sweet, long, affectionate sex in our 12th-floor room, early in the evening, then showering together, we were in that darkened room, at the very top of the hotel, with moonlight and lights from the beach area as our only illumination. My wife, still naked, smiled at me and took my hand to go out to the balcony overlooking not the ocean side, but the busy side of the hotel.

I said, "You're kidding." She just shook her head and whispered, "Come on."

Once out there, at first, I couldn't make myself take off my towel. It was tremendously exciting to see my wife's naked body, the sweet swells of her breasts, her perfect nipples, her pale belly and beautiful thatch, palely illuminated from the lights of the parking lot, far below, as people down there talked, cars came and went, and life went on. My wife smiled again and said, "It feels good, and they can't see us."

She put her hand on the top of my towel, asked the question with her eyes, and when I swallowed hard and nodded, she opened my towel and let it drop.

It was very exciting to be standing there with her, both of us completely naked, watching fully dressed people down there on the sidewalks and in the parking lot, talking and laughing, protected only by darkness. 12 stories sounds like a lot, but the people down there seemed very close, to me. I was still pretty sure that if anyone actually looked up directly at us, they would see us both...but there was that thrill of the risk again, and the fun of being nude.

So there's one of my kinks...I like being naked in places where people aren't ordinarily naked. But mostly, I don't want other people to see me there.

Have you ever gone naked somewhere you weren't supposed to, and didn't really want to get caught...just to enjoy the feeling, and perhaps the savor of the risk of being caught?

Was naked outside once at night

Years ago, I would sometimes drive at night on highways and interstates with my pants down around my ankles. It felt thrilling to be half-naked (or all naked, everywhere it counts on a man), as other drivers passed and as I passed lighted restaurants, etc. Streetlights would illuminate my privates periodically, but unless someone was in a jacked-up pickup and looking down precisely into my car as we passed a light, no one would ever know I was naked from the waist down. I never tried this when stoplights were an issue.

I also remember a summer vacation at a seaside resort, where one afternoon, while swimming at some considerable distance from the beach, I just felt like swimming nude. I pulled off my swimming trunks underwater and held onto them with one hand. I just started swimming that way with a breast stroke and sidestroke that always kept me underwater from the chest down.

There were no other swimmers nearby, though I could hear music from the distant beach and see plenty of other people in the water and on the beach from 100 to 300 yards away. If a helicopter had passed overhead, my state would have been pretty obvious, but otherwise, my secret was safe. Ocean swimming in the nude felt wonderful.

I'm awfully glad I didn't lose my suit, though...

Years ago, I streaked my college campus with a bunch of other - altered - students. Now, sometimes I go out on my back deck nude at night.

I have tried to do it in every state in the USA. I have been naked outside in 41 states and of those major cities. It's not easy to do nor can you last long. For me its just fun..

Hiking on an isolated trail in the Piney Woods of Texas was absolutely great. If I heard anyone coming I slipped on a pair of shorts.

I've often gone out in the early hours of a summer's day to find local, secluded places where I could walk in the nude. I wasn't ever that bothered about being seen except for the chance of causing offence and running foul of the law.

I took up nudism for a couple of summers, 25 years ago. Just a month or so before I moved from Eugene to Seattle, I stayed a few times at an uncle's place near Portland, where he had his own mini-farm in the boonies. I sometimes used their small outdoor pool and swam naked alone--I swear I couldn't have been visible to the neighbors about 1/6 of a mile up the hill--but unc's wife sort of discouraged it. (And I SO wanted to stick my dick in those water jets......)

In 2015 I went to the Folsom Street fair.....it was legally ok to be buck naked on public streets although most folks were not totally nude. It took me about half a day to shed everything but it was incredibly liberating to in nothing but shoes walk around with about 300,000 folks there.

I like to go on long runs in a local Florida state forest with many miles of trails through an old growth forest. The only good time of day to run in a central Florida summer is at the crack or dawn when the temperature is in the 70s. It can hit the 90s by mid morning. I liked running one particular 5-mile loop that started about half a mile from the trailhead. I often encountered wildlife, but never any other people at that hour. The thought occurred to me one morning on the trail that I could run this 5-mile loop naked and have very little chance of getting caught. The next time I ran, I did it. I took off my running shorts, underwear, and shirt and hid them in the woods near the start of the 5-mile loop. Then I ran the 5-mile loop totally nude except for my shoes and socks. It felt wonderful, exhilarating, exciting, and dangerous. I ran fast, and set some personal best times. I did the naked run again and again at least 10 more times without incident.

One morning, however, I rounded a turn in the trail near the 4-mile mark of the 5-mile loop and was shocked to see a man and a woman maybe 100 yards in front of me running straight at me. I'm sure they saw me. I turned and sprinted back the way I'd come for about a mile. I looked behind me and I didn't see them. I ran a little further and saw a good hiding place a short distance off the traill. I hid and waited, breathing hard with my heart pounding. Only a minute or two later they came running by at a pace faster than what I could sustain. I waited a couple minutes and took off down the trail the other way. I ran at a frantic pace hoping to reach the start of the loop before they got there. I found my clothes, got dressed, and ran the last half mile to the trailhead. I was afraid the man and woman might have beaten me back, so I approached the trailhead cautiously. Nobody was there, just my car and one other car. I jumped in my car and quickly drove away. I didn't return there to run for weeks, and that was the last time I ran naked there.

Just tell them you are getting ready to star on Naked and Afraid. 😎

I have had sex totally nude in public parks that were not busy at the time. It's a wonderful feeling.

I have had sex totally nude in public parks that were not busy at the time. It's a wonderful feeling.

But were you naked?

In 2015 I went to the Folsom Street fair.....it was legally ok to be buck naked on public streets although most folks were not totally nude. It took me about half a day to shed everything but it was incredibly liberating to in nothing but shoes walk around with about 300,000 folks there.

I remember seeing you there....

I have been nude in a secluded area of the woods, but kept my clothes handy in case of hearing someone coming

Years ago, I would sometimes drive at night on highways and interstates with my pants down around my ankles. It felt thrilling to be half-naked (or all naked, everywhere it counts on a man), as other drivers passed and as I passed lighted restaurants, etc.

Parker, I've enjoyed doing this too. My wife and I have both been naked below the waist in full daylight in the front seat of our car on the interstate with our hands all over each other, which can result in some reckless driving.

I think this sort of thing is very common. A truck driver friend of mine says he loves to pull up just behind a car to see if something sexually entertaining is going on inside. He says you wouldn't believe what some people do while driving.

I did when I was around 16, swim in the sea with my cossy in my hand. I was too frightened to get in or out of the water while naked, but once in the sea I'd take my cossy off and hold it whilst swimming. I still remember the feeling of utter freedom

My first (new) college girlfriend and I went on a weekend camping trip with other friends at a state park on the shores of Lake Superior... boys in one tent... girls in another. On Saturday night, my GF and I stayed up by our campfire much later than our friends. We decided to take an after-midnight stroll to the lake. We had to hike quite a distance on a trail through the woods to get from our campsite to the beach.

Once we got to the beach (not wearing swimsuits), we wanted to go swimming, but obviously didn't want to have wet blue jeans and wet flannel shirts. We had just started dating, so we were both apprehensive about, but also both excited by, the idea of going skinny dipping together under the moon and stars (it was pretty bright down at the beach at 2am). So, we agreed that I would strip and enter the water first, with her looking away... then I would look away while she stripped and entered the water.

This was my first experience being nude outdoors with a girlfriend. In fact, we hadn't ever been nude together previously, so this was quite a way to take the plunge... literally!

We did engage in some mild hanky panky in the water, but the water was COLD. We did get out of the water together (holding hands) and had plenty of opportunity to see and enjoy each other's nudity as we helped squeegee each other off with our hands... because we didn't have towels, and because we were incredibly aroused (we spent extra time "drying" each other's "private parts" -- which had just become significantly less private). Her curves (hips, waist, and breasts) were incredible in the moonlight!

The whole time, while we were nude, we were worried that some other campers from the state park campground might also take an after-midnight stroll to the beach and catch us in our birthday suits.

The following weekend (back in her college dorm room) we decided we had both been "naughty" the prior weekend, and found out that we both enjoyed giving and receiving spankings.

Those were the days!

I have walked around a gay bar nude just to get felt up and got fucked nobody complained so I would go back ofetn

About 7 years ago....After drinking dome peach schnapps a girlfriend of mine dared me to go into the dressing room at our local K-mart and try on some bra's and panties...she waited until i was completely naked and opened up the curtain on me so everyone could see me standing there naked......after that day we went to the K-mart all the time and left the curtain open just enough for the young boys and the older men to see us in the mirror... it was a complete turn on for me...i loved to see the peoples faces when they seen me in the dressing room with nothing on...

Mariabitty , 7 yrs ago ? So you were 15 ? How can men and boys see you in the mirror of a womens dressing room ? Any dressing rooms I ever seen the mens and womens are usually on different sides of the store AND you would have to just about exit them to be seen and I dont think any store clerk would allow a male to lurk around the womens dressing room especially at a 15 yr old girl .

This was my first experience being nude outdoors with a girlfriend. In fact, we hadn't ever been nude together previously, so this was quite a way to take the plunge... literally!... We did engage in some mild hanky panky in the water, but the water was COLD.

That was a ballsy move to make your first nude impression with her... shrinkage!

The closest thing i have experienced in the category of being naked where I shouldn't have been was in a neighbor's pool while they were out of town. It was in a fairly secluded backyard but there was some uncertainty as to what family members might come by to check on the house in their absence, etc. I loved the feeling of being free and enjoyed the buoyancy of my scrotum and testicles floating between my legs in the warm water but could never get over the feeling of constantly looking over my shoulder.

My girlfriend and I walked to a nearby lake one hot night. I stuck my flashlight in the ground to remind us where our clothes were.

We had a long swim, and hadn't noticed a group of teenagers had started a party not 15 feet from our clothes. We hung out in the water, wondering what to do, and finally said 'Oh, fuck it', and we walked right out of the water (everyone noticed us) grabbed our clothes, said good night, and walked further down the beach to dress in privacy. We hadn't acted embarrassed, or tried to cover up with our hands, it was too late for that.

@mariabitty After drinking dome peach schnapps a girlfriend of mine dared me ...

I knew this was going to be a good reply when I read that.

I knew this was going to be a good reply when I read that.

Not if it's a fabrication.

I don't know why someone would think that a fabrication. It's pretty tame. Fun, but tame. If you go into a dressing room with curtains, instead of doors, you will always see some nudity, and I'm not sure it's accidental all the time.

Absolutely, long time closet nudist. Years ago had boats which leads to skinny dipping, screwing with wife bent over motor box, 12 of us skinny dipping off the top of a houseboat in the moonlight. Skinny dipping in the stone quarries near a college town, (some sweet coeds). Years later bought a house with a pool and of course skinny dips afternoon and after dark.

Still will go out to porch and occasional step out on deck late at night, now in a neighborhood with houses close so have to be cautious. Don't want to be on 6 o'clock news

Buttwoman , I would agree if it was the case of the same sex being seen . The big tip off for me was not only it being men and boys watching her ( and the fact that she was only 15 ) how I still cant figure out unless she was in the mens dressing room but to continue to go back and replay the scenario and a store clerk letting it happen ? Come on now . Put this kind of story in the fantasy section where it belongs . Sorry but I have a low tolerance for an ill attempt of bull shit trying to be passed off as reality .

Mariabitty's story is plausible at my local K-Mart. It has several changing room doors visible from the menswear isles, and the changing area is seldom attended. Most men or boys would not be likely to report a naked young woman visible through an open door. They would just consider themselves lucky, Thanks, Mariabitty. I gave you a big encouragement.

I liked Buttwoman's skinny dipping story too. I did almost exactly the same thing with a male cousin at our grandmother's house on a central Florida lake when we were both 15 or 16. We almost got caught. My sisters and girl cousins somehow knew we were skinny dipping and they went looking for our swimsuits with full intent to steal them before we got back to the dock, but we hid them well enough to avoid embarrassment. We did have to swim back to the dock, though. They could see in the clear lake water that we were naked, and they got a good laugh while we put our swimsuits back on.