Skinny Dipping Stories

My wife and I have been on the lookout for a good skinny dipping spot (kinda hard now cuz its winter.)

The best we could do was a hot tub at a hotel. It was an out door jacuzzi with security cameras and windows in every direction so we went under the water and bubbles and took our bottoms off! Fun, but i wish we had a better spot.

Anybody else got a story or good idea?

 

When I was in my twenties, several friends -- a mixture of good buddies and beautiful girls -- went to Big Sur on a camping trip. Our agenda included:
>> getting high all weekend
>> playing a 5000-point game of Hearts
>> giving each other Indian names

So, within ten minutes of arriving, some cute girl said, "Open wide" and popped a quarter tab of acid in my mouth. Wow. For some reason, we decided to go on an initial hike up the canyon, and before long we came upon a scenic but very cold creek. Well, the mixture of the drug and my overall joy of being among a large group of friends somehow inspired me to say, "Hey, let's go skinnydipping!" Within two minutes I was naked and chest deep in the freezing water. Sure seemed like a good idea at the time, but I was the only one who went in. The guys just rolled their eyes and the girls giggled.

My Indian name was "Blue Stick." I won the hearts game, though.

 

Have been nude swimming in spas or at nude beaches many times. A few unofficial places, so that counts as skinny dipping.

A nude spa seems the best idea.

 

Hot springs are usually good bets for this cold time of year. Most of them are located far far away from civilization and also allow skinny dipping. At least in my part of the world.

A couple weeks ago I was gonna face a really stressful work-intensive week. I knew that afterwards I wanted to celebrate by driving far away from civilization. So I got in my car and drove to the Mt Hood national forest to Bagby Hot Springs.

Once you get there it's a mile hike to the springs where they have bath houses and two outside open tubs. All made of hollowed out tree trunks.

Going there was a great decision. It was a great getaway. I stayed past sundown and had to walk through the forest without a flashlight; the moon was my only lantern.

 

When I was a young man if I were to swim naked I would have said I was skinnydipping, but now that I am much older and have a bit of a belly I guess I am chunky dunking lol!! either way I am looking forward to an opportunity.

 

skinny dipping is fun for sure. 1st time i went was with a few friends we were about 13 it was me and 3 other guys and we took our clothes off and went in the water felt nice and it was good. as we swam 2 girls happen to walk in the other guys got nervous and got out and dressed but i stayed nude and the girls were looking and checking me over and i felt cool with it. they stripped and joined me it was fun

 

Skinny dipping is for summer time, can't wait for summer this year for some more skinny dipping antics with my friends

 

I skinnydipped a lot in my teens, I had a friend who's parents had a pool and we swam naked when we were confident nobdy was gonna catch us.

I don't have any skinnydipping opportunities at the moment though, sad to say.

 

Skinning dipping, lived on a farm for a lot of my life, got done with work at the end of the day, went striped and hopped in the pond, was no big thing.
Still do it to.

 

When me and a friend were around 7 yrs old, we went skinny dipping in a lake. Then this man appeared , said we better watch there leches in there . Then said want to see my leech, and whipped his knob out. We fucked off at a rather quick pace lol
It looked massive , mind you we were only 7.
I'm 17 now And occasionally see that old ****. In fact I know where works lol

 

Best swimmin hole ever--Four Corners in Troy, Vermont. (USA, need I say.)

https://dl.dropbox.com/u/28291527/fourcorners.jpg

You can get in behind the waterfall, and be dazed by the noise and the motion and the flying spray. And there's a rope swing--you can catch a glimpse of the end of the rope in the top right corner. But you have to get lucky with the time you're there, so you're between visits by textile-compulsive people. Or if you prefer, you can just be very very brazen.

 

Very lovely swimming HOLe!!! That is an awesome place. I'd opt for Brazenness with those textile-compulsive kooks!!

One day while skinny dipping with my husband and another couple in my pool - my parents showed up unannounced with my 8yr old nephew.....everyone ran and hid but stupid me got left behind in the pool without a towel......it was the last time my folks stopped without proper advanced notice and It's never been mentioned since.

 

I have been skinny-dipping since I was 13. With these crazy California weather, it is only natural for me to enjoy the pool au naturel.

 

Occasionally I lead small groups on day hikes. Usually the groups don't know that I am a naturist/nudist. One day a group of 6 of us was on a hike where we pass by a small lake that has sometimes been used as a swimming hole. As we were approaching the lake, we could observe a couple skinny dipping in the lake. By the time we got to the lake, the couple had dressed and left. One of the guys in our group asked if that was OK, and having good knowledge of this area, I knew it to be OK. Even though they saw this couple skinny dipping, they still seemed dubious when I said it was OK. So when we got to the lake, I shed all my clothes and went naked into the lake. They all seemed in shock that I would do such a thing, but one by one, each of them got naked (a couple of the guys looking silly with erections) and jumped into the lake. After we were finished with the swim, one of the guys suggested we continue the hike in the nude. I would have liked to have done that, but didn't want to shock anyone, as it's not generally accepted as a nude area.

 

that actually would have been a LOT of fun!

 

1953:In grammer school ,I and 2 guys went SDing in a canal a mile or so from the edge of town. When they dove in ,I took their clothing and went back to town. They had to run down the road naked to a farmers house to get something to cover themselves with. I figured I had a couple of fights on my hands at school the next day. Didn't happen. I was a scamp.(prick?)