A Story Of A Nude Event In The Past

I thought you might be interested in something that happened in 1974.
I used to teach at Leeward Community College in Hawaii. In my sociology class was a young woman whose family were nudists. She indicated that she was being married and that her future husband didn't approve. Somewhere along the way, as the class neared it's conclusion in the Spring, some students tried to egg her on to come to class without clothing.

They brought me into the picture by saying, "Would you give her an A if she did this during final time?" Well of course, she was a good student, but my problem was 1) not to be a wet blanket and 2) set up enough road blocks so she wouldn't do it. Her friend in class was a high school early-admit student who was one of my paid readers. She was also the niece of our secretary. So I set a condition where the nudist young lady and my reader would meet near the women's john and the young lady would disrobe in there. They would then come to ask the secretary where my office was. I felt that by throwing this many roadblocks that it wouldn't come to pass.

But, like all good cowards, my plan failed.

And I heard the girl ask the secretary where my office was. The secretary said, "What's going on here?" and then the two girls came back to my office. Now, I had to walk to the classroom with the two girls, and the classroom was between 400-500 feet away. We started to walk and in those days I had partial vision and I noticed and felt a little self-conscious because I wasn't sure how this was going to work out. I believed that she wouldn't get into trouble because things were rather open in those days, although such behavior would not have been approved. But I didn't have tenure yet. We walked a little while and then I said "Just a minute." and I opened the door to the business building where a friend of mine was in her office, I brought the two girls in and she sat there and laughed and we talked. And then she said to me, "Can I come to your class?" I couldn't have paid her for a better question. That meant the two girls could walk on ahead while we walked behind. By this time, people had heard of the nude girl and small a crowd was following. People coming toward us were looking everywhere but at the girl in a self conscious manner. We got to the classroom and sat down and I smiled and said to one of my students, "How does one of Honolulu's finest view this?" And the girl said, "I didn't know he was a cop!" I knew he wouldn't do anything since he was in on the planning. And he wasn't a very good student and he was taking the course to upgrade his salary. And I would have flunked him anyway if he did. I teased the girl by asking her if she'd like to pass out the papers for the final and she said "that wasn't part of the deal." She bade me goodbye, and I've never heard of her since.
The story is true, and there are a couple of faculty members around who could verify it if you wanted to trace it down.
To some of you, this may sound quite mundane, and I know others of you have better stories, but being egotistical I thought it would be nice to tell my story.
Thank you.

 

I have been to many nude events over the years some being adult only theme parties the best was always Halloween . However the one that comes to mind was a house warming party a few years back now . We moved into a brand new house on a brand new estate . When we moved in it was still being built so the house next to ours was still vacant . We had been there quite a while , when one day we saw a removal van arrive and a very smart Ford Granada pull up beside it and an middle aged black couple and 2 young girls . We left them to move in and didn't see them for several days later ,when my mrs was out the front and the lady came out to speak to her . Apparently she had said hello over the back fence the day before and I hadn't heard her and she thought I had ignored her on purpose as she had heard I used to live over seas in southern Africa and presumed I was a racist because of where I came from .
My mrs put her mind at ease and called me out to meet our new neighbour and told me what had been said . I apologised and we got really chatty .
A few days later it was early evening we were sat watching tv naked when the door bell wrung , without thinking I went to answer the door , it was our neighbour . She looked me up and down and I had to apologise for shocking her , she just smiled so I asked her in . I showed her into the living room and offered her a tea . Once we were all sat we told her we were nudist and didn't mean to shock her she smiled again and said it was no problem and not to cover on her account .To cut a long story short , she had a house warming party a couple of weeks later so we got invited and duly went , clothed of course . The evening was in full swing and everyone was enjoying them selves when the music stopped and our neighbour had an announcement to make more a question . She told everyone we were practicing nudists and would they mind if we disrobed . No one seemed to be adverse to the idea so she asked us if we would like to strip and she took our clothes back to our house for us . We spent the rest of the evening naked and I got aroused a few times but no one mentioned it and when we finally got home it led to great sex .

 

From a published Nude Attitude article:

Background
copyright 1995 by Shale

I was born nude! Sorry about the overused cliche but certain truths bear repeating. More correctly, I was born nude into a body negative society which quickly indoctrinated me into the illogical concept of shame. This was just one of the many hypocrisies that would gnaw at me during my Midwestern Christian upbringing.
It never made sense to me why our naked body was so shameful, for I was told that God had made us in his image. But, I was taught well, and had my share of disturbing childhood dreams about being in some public place naked. Then there was the night that I saw my mother come out of the bathroom when I was supposed to be asleep. I had never seen a naked woman before, so out of curiosity I looked. This peek at the forbidden both excited me and shamed me, for being excited by my mother's nakedness.
I was a curious and exploring child who played with other curious children. We saw each others forbidden parts when we were out of sight of the grownups. Playing "doctor" with my older female cousin was my first close look at those hidden parts of a girl. After a few times playing this game and exploring her crotch thoroughly, I lost interest. My curiosity had been satiated by the familiarity of her nakedness, and it soon became no more exciting than skinny dipping in the creek with my male cousins.
This clandestine and common exploration among children who are indoctrinated with body-shame, shows both the futility of hiding nature from them and the need for a more honest and healthy attitude toward the naked human body. We children had discovered the naturist premise that seeing the naked "forbidden parts" of the opposite sex was actually no big deal once the mystery is removed. I went through the rest of my middle American childhood and adolescence with the normal proscribed modesty and its resultant obsessive curiosity. The era of the fifties had very little body exposure to satisfy this curiosity. There were a few publicly naked statues around St. Louis, and we boys could come by a few purloined Playboy magazines which at the time didn't even show pubic hair.

As I matured to late adolescence and early adulthood in the mid 1960s, mixed gender nudity was only in the context of sexual activity. Then came the social upheavals of the late 60s, when free love was so casual and people pursued honesty in an effort to tell-it-like-it-is. Mixed gender nudity could actually take a rest from sexuality.

It was no big deal to see brothers and sisters nude. My naturist beginnings were in the clothing casual communes and crash-pads of New Orleans, where people bathed with the door open, or changed clothes in rooms with others present. A year after the happening at Woodstock, I was at another gathering of the tribes at the Atlanta Pop Festival (July 4, 1970) in Byron Ga. There was possibly a quarter million of us there for three days of love, music, dope, and good vibes. We camped in pecan groves and fields, and lived by our own standards of "morality."

It was at a country swimming hole, a stream that ran under a bridge, that I again felt the healthy freedom of open nudity. Some bold ones had shed their clothes, and soon the shedding of inhibitions and clothes had spread to hundreds of us in the stream. It felt so natural, surprisingly unselfconscious, being naked in the midst of other naked men, women, and children. It felt pure, relating to each other directly, without the barriers we normally hide behind. And, in the age of free love, it was innocently non-sexual.

That was the foundation of my naturism. Somehow it faded for a few years as I got away from the communal living arrangements. In July 1987, after seeing a news report about National Nude Weekend in Miami, I discovered that there were local nudists who wanted a clothing optional beach. That's when I got involved with South Florida Free Beaches and rediscovered naturism.

 

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