Where is your favourite place to go nude

[Bitsnbobs]

My favourite naked places

As a nudist/naturist, I enjoy being naked anywhere I can. Being seen by, or seeing other nudists is not really any thrill. Naturism is not about exhibitionism or voyeurism, just the pleasure or being clothes free. For me, being seen by women who enjoy it is a bonus, but causing offence is a big turn off.

Naturism builds a self confidence to break boundaries if you are inclined. Naturist locations can also offer opportunities to venture off piste, mixing with non naturists, known as textiles. Inevitably, some of those will openly, or covertly have a peek. I have on occasions been sneakily photographed. A couple of times, posing for a fellow nudist, I know others were also shooting. While on naturist boat trips, I have waved to textiles trippers, including those with cameras.

I love walking naked, and take advantage of nudist and clothing optional beaches, and nudist resorts. also, I am lucky enough to live near one of England's ancient hunting forests, which gives me opportunities to walk wide open spaces, and woodland pathways. Strolling by streams always feels good, but walking naked is another level of enjoyment, even without the thrill of risking exposure.

I have a great choice of routes, all around an hour and a half, but never a guarantee of being alone, so I am always super vigilant. I carry a woman's wrap, which I can quickly tie round my waist to avoid confrontation. I have never been caught naked, but have been saved by my wrap several times passing people, sometimes chatting with them. I wonder what they think, if they guess I was naked moments earlier. I always take the wrap of quickly after passing, so if anyone looked back they would have a clear view of my tanned butt. Of course, I can watch the paths ahead of me, but not behind. I have been passed by runners while dressed, but surprisingly, never while naked.

I say I have never been caught, but often in open areas, I have seen other walkers in the distance, who could have seen I was naked. Several of my routes take me near roads, and I may have been seen by passing cars. A few times I've risked crossing roads without covering up. One time a police car passed but my nudity may have been concealed by bushes. Another walk over an open area, I heard a helicopter behind me. It was flying very low, so it's occupants would have seen me.

A few times I have been able to risk leaving the car naked, and once returned naked.

Just for clarity, simply being naked, eg walking, sunbathing, gardening etc, is not illegal in the UK. Although I am a solo walker, there are several organised nude walks throughout the UK. There are also lots of naturist swims. There are also cycle events under the banner of the world naked bike ride.

More on my clothing optional beaches and naturist vacation/holiday places in future posts.

[NickTwisp]

On clothing optional beaches the shock value and/or embarrassment of walking around naked wears off after awhile. Plus, in my experience there are a lot of people there whom you really don't want to see bare. You're more likely to see more attractive younger people on the weekends.

I will say it's a very different feeling swimming in the ocean sans bathing suit, especially as the waves wash over.

[Bitsnbobs]

After a few times, the excitement of being naked amongst mostly clothed people does wear off a bit. However the little buzz of noting people noticing me remains fresh. Approaching people, they may studiously ignore you, then turn for a quick peek at the last moment. I've had people hurry past me, then slow down and turn round, to take a look. I once walked past a group of kitesurfers, and heard a voice call "bravo". - the comment could only be aimed at me.

Similarly, being photographed. I know I have been photographed several times, sometimes quite obviously. When I stripped off for a photo at a naturist zone sign, several people had phones or cameras out.

These small pleasures add up to making such walks very enjoyable.

[RaccoonBatteryStaple]

Similarly, being photographed. I know I have been photographed several times, sometimes quite obviously. When I stripped off for a photo at a naturist zone sign, several people had phones or cameras out.

Given how I like the idea of being observed (and potentially photographed) by strangers while undressing and/or being nude outdoors, but also in a situation where I could keep some control and I'm not forcing someone to see something they don't want to -- that sounds like a perfect spot to me.

I'm surprised that hadn't occurred to me before, thanks for mentioning it! Now I'm wondering where the nearest spot like that might be...

[Bitsnbobs]

My avatar pic was taken at the Maspalomas beach in Gran Canaria. That's a long way to go for a quick fix. The beach is about 5km, and lots of people, mostly clothed walk the shore line , in what is known as the human ant trail. I have used the beach for nudist holidays, spending all day in the nudist section, but also to escape clothes for an hour while on clothed holidays. Being recognised as a nude beach, anyone going knows what to expect

i stripped off, and posed for my buddy to take the picture, .then noticed someone else had their camera to their eye, so I waited for them. Then others got in on the game, maybe when people realised I was ok about being pictured they thought it would be a fun holiday snap. I turned round, and posed for a bit at the other side of the sign. A couple of people said thank you, or waved as they left. It felt great.

I have also had great experiences on Croatian holidays and mainland Spain. There are lots of c/o beaches in Greece .I'm sure there will be places near you .

[Bitsnbobs]

Favourite places to be naked include nudist holiday places on the Istria peninsula of Croatia. Nudist resorts do not offer much excitement in enm/cfnm scenarios, but they can be a gateway.

These tales relate to my first Croatia visit, when I had only been actively nudist for a couple of years. The site I visited is no longer nudist, and the character of the adjacent beach has also changed. The visit was a group holiday, arranged by a UK travel agent, so I was with other nudists who knew the location.

I learned that it was possible to escape the resort, and access the adjacent clothing optional beach, via a broken part of the fence. There were a few caravans parked near the break, which were used as a bar/restaurant. More than half the crowds using these were naked. There was also a small clearing in a wood used for public sex activities - not for me.

I started doing a daily naked walk, wearing sandals and sunhat only. I even left my room key hidden, so I had absolutely nothing with me. I had used UK clothing optional beaches, so this wasn't too much out of my comfort, and felt really great. Nothing happened the first couple of days, I just enjoyed being totally free. The second day, another guy from the group bought me a beer at one of the caravans - being close to a mix of clothed and naked people was new.

On the third day, the atmosphere changed a bit. Walking back to the resort after a longish walk, I spotted a young woman wearing a bikini. She lay on a large rock just beside my track. She took off her top, and noticed me as she lay down - you can't miss eye contact even at a distance. She said something to her (unseen) companion, and turned back to watch me walking towards her. Even though I was still a fair distance from her, I was already feeling embarrassed by her scrutiny - and realising I had no choice but to walk past her rock, with her head at my waist hight. If it happened today, I would have looked at her tits, said hello, smiled, but then, I just stared straight ahead as I passed. I was both embarrassed and excited by the encounter.

Next day, I took my walk again, at about the same time. I'm not sure if I was hoping she would be there again - or not. She was. I waited until she spotted me - again she said something to her companion, and settled down to staring. This time I walked towards her for a short distance, then walked into the sea for a quick splash. After a few minutes, walking out of the sea towards her, I wiped water off my body, giving her a bit of a show. She didn't take her eyes off me, so i guess she enjoyed it. Again, I had to walk right up to her, and pass close to her.

The following day was taken up by the experience described next.

On my final walk, I was joined by another two guys from the group. This time, the boyfriend was lying on the rock. When he saw us, he clearly alerted the girl, who's head appeared at the other side of the track. She probably had an orgasm watching three naked guys walking towards her. I caught the guys eye and said hi. Tag (German), he replied looking sheepish.

One of the joys of an Istrian holiday is the fish picnic. Your boat trip sails around the islands, with wine and beer on offer, and accompanied by a sing along. You then dock at the biggest island, where you can explore, before having grilled fish and a burger. After lunch, you stop at a town for some exploration and beers. Some say if you remember it, it wasn't a good one.

Of course, when you set off from a nudist resort, the entire trip is nude, except for the town stop.

This was my first first fish picnic, so I did not know what to expect. Our boat was quite small, with a capacity of around 60, but on this trip around 40. My friends and I found space near the front of the boat, but stood to enjoy the rocking motion. Most of the passengers were sitting on benches with their backs to the sides of the boat. We set off sailing towards the nearest town., passing other boat trips. The passengers on these boats were obviously given a great view of our boat, and cameras often came out. Finding myself on view like that was both exciting and embarrassing. I distracted myself by taking pictures of them. But worse was to come.

As we sailed round the coast towards the town, it became clear we were not just sailing round, but into the marina. We docked at the end of the jetty, where dozens of tourists were standing, while the skippers wife joined us. All the time, I was fully exposed to the crowd - more so than most, as I was standing. Not quite walking naked down the high street, but pretty close in comparison.

The final event of the trip occurred on the way back. A speedboat, with two guys in the back, and two girls in bikinis posing on the front, roared past us. The girls were waving wildly, not realising everyone was naked ... Until they saw the few people standing at the front of our boat. I saw their hands go up to their faces, as their boat slowed down. The got lined up to have a clear view, laughing and waving. Again, all I could do was stand and wave back. If my brain had been in gear, I might have grabbed my camera, in the hopes that one or both would flash their boobs.

All in all, a fabulous day, with added embarrassment. I've done many trips since, but none as thrilling. Recently passing boats don't seem too bothered when they see the nude trippers.

My third favourite (not in any order) is a nudist resort in mainland Spain. I will post a story about there soon.