Yes, in the garden on a warm or hot day is, ironically, cool. lol Might be something to do with a time I had forgotten about, until just now, but enjoyed at the time, even though there was quite a shock spike. And perhaps it's the shock spike that makes me want to do it in anyone's garden if I know they won't be offended? As an 18/19yrs old, I was sunning myself naked using olive oil as I lay on a flat sun lounger. Yep, no awareness of sun-related issues back then (early 80's) and I knew a woman who was almost mahogany in colour from using it so I wanted to try. Laying there, with my eyes closed, stroking myself and erect, I was startled by the voice of my step-mother who had returned home from work on foot. I sat bolt upright in shock as she stood about 5 feet from me. She told me to relax and lay down again, that it was OK. She said she might join me if there were still enough heat by the time she had got things organised indoors. About 30 mins later, the heat was noticeably reducing and she hadn't joined me outside. It was only mid 60s anyway at its peak that day. I put on my shorts and went inside. She had enjoyed the 60s scene and the burning of the bra etc. (An early days feminist who wanted nothing more than equality). Seldom did she wear a bra except to work though, that day she had returned home clearly braless. I considered her refreshing. Maybe it's coz she wasn't my real Mum and was almost (in my then experience), uniquely braless. Maybe, looking back on it, it was because she was a really refreshing person, who was easy to be comfortable with and talk with. Maybe it was because she was wearing a white cotton dress with a lot of lace embroidery around the chest-split and over the bust line, which allowed her nipples to poke out, to show her areolae and it to cling to her curves. Or maybe it was because when she bent down to pick something from her bag, the dress was sufficiently short that, for the first time, I saw a ladies intimate tender bits for real. And again, looking back on it, she must have shown me deliberately because she didn't stoop - she bent down without bended knee - and then stretched sideways, on one leg, with the other stretched as if for balance, as she reached into the cupboard. This raised her hemline nicely and revealed her lower bum cheeks and labia, from behind. Yes, it is likely those days which make me want to do it as often as possible, if the twitch I have just experienced is anything to go by. lol Or maybe it was simply because she sat down with me, with a drink and she discussed nudity; that I shouldn't be secretive about it (except when my Dad would be around [because he was very conservative]) and that tomorrow was meant to be hotter. Since then, I don't recall ever thinking about that time but, when with some close friends, I have expressed the desire to strip they have then encouraged me to do so., even if they didn't follow suit. I love it.
I'm nude when and where I can be weather be damned. I'll hike nude, swim nude, drive nude, clean house nude, garden nude, live nude as long as I don't risk objection from the textile crowd. It's the possibility of being reported and charged with either indecent exposure or lewdness that clothes me when in contact with the textile world. Otherwise I go about my day just like I was when I was born.
I can't even be nude at home alone. I don't know how yall do it, but I feel so vulnerable and awkward when naked, that it is not at all enjoyable for me.
This interests me. Are you comfortable that you feel that way, are you content with that? or do you wish you were more accepting and less threatened by it?
It doesn't bother me, but I do find it odd I feel that way. Like, I'm only comfortable naked in the shower. Even post coitus, I feel the need to pull a sheet over me.
My spouse feels the same way. She has tried to be fully nude with me but just can't become comfortable sans clothes.
I enjoy being nude on the beach with others, at nudist resorts, nude visits with friends, on our cruise ship balcony - haven’t been on nude hikes but would enjoy it with some others. I like being nude pretty much always and everywhere I can.
If you visited us in Ireland, you would soon stop thinking that our raincoats hanging on the bedroom door and the wellington boots are kinky, the first time you had to go outside in a snowstorm at 3am in the morning to visit the outside loo.
No-o-o-o. If it were that cold my todger would disappear inside. lol I seem to recall you saying you're near Cork so, maybe one day, if you were interested, I could get over there and visit