I Like To Go Outside Naked At Night [I Love Going Outside Naked]
My adventures outside naked at night began at about age 9 or 10. In those days our houses did not have air conditioning and children got the upstairs bedrooms. Since upstairs was too hot to sleep in summer our parents let us sleep outside in the back yard. I spent half the summer sleeping in the back yard with neighbor boys who were about the same age as me.
One night before going to sleep someone dared someone to run naked across the back yard to the back fence gate and return naked. I had been raised in a family where being seen naked by girls was sure to be a fate worse than death. My mother hadn't seen me naked since learned how to put on my own clothes. My friends weren't so inhibited. Their family was more casual and I knew they sometimes saw their sister naked, and vice versa. There were no girls sleeping outside with us, so off I went to the back gate. The night air, the risk, the adventure, and the thrill were awesome.
Our homes were around the block from our school, so their back gate opened onto the playground of our school. A few nights later just going to the gate naked became boring so we dared to go out onto the schoolyard in the darkness. By the end of summer we had dared to to to the school, and then even out to the other street and all the way around the school. Sometimes we would spend an hour or two out naked at the schoolyard.
Forward a couple years and I was about 14. My friends had moved away and my parents had moved 3 blocks past the other side of the school which I no longer attended. There was a small park near my parent's home. Sometimes after everyone was asleep I would sneak out the back naked, and down the alley to the park. That summer I walked the 3 residential blocks back to my former grade school, crossing under street lights at corners. It was thrilling, dangerous, exciting, and totally awesome.
When I was in college there was this long park ravine about half a mile north of campus. At night I sometimes went jogging there naked in the night. There was a path about two miles end to end through the park with very seldom anyone else at night. A couple of times I jogged past someone else. Life was good.
I still go outside naked at night, but I live out of town so day or night is all beautiful. When traveling I sometimes go outside naked and walk around the hotel, or its wherever is available. Naked is how we were born an how we need to live. I go naked in the daytime now too, of course.
If any of you readers are thinking about it, just dare to take off your clothes and run naked for a while. Carpe Diem!
One night before going to sleep someone dared someone to run naked across the back yard to the back fence gate and return naked. I had been raised in a family where being seen naked by girls was sure to be a fate worse than death. My mother hadn't seen me naked since learned how to put on my own clothes. My friends weren't so inhibited. Their family was more casual and I knew they sometimes saw their sister naked, and vice versa. There were no girls sleeping outside with us, so off I went to the back gate. The night air, the risk, the adventure, and the thrill were awesome.
Our homes were around the block from our school, so their back gate opened onto the playground of our school. A few nights later just going to the gate naked became boring so we dared to go out onto the schoolyard in the darkness. By the end of summer we had dared to to to the school, and then even out to the other street and all the way around the school. Sometimes we would spend an hour or two out naked at the schoolyard.
Forward a couple years and I was about 14. My friends had moved away and my parents had moved 3 blocks past the other side of the school which I no longer attended. There was a small park near my parent's home. Sometimes after everyone was asleep I would sneak out the back naked, and down the alley to the park. That summer I walked the 3 residential blocks back to my former grade school, crossing under street lights at corners. It was thrilling, dangerous, exciting, and totally awesome.
When I was in college there was this long park ravine about half a mile north of campus. At night I sometimes went jogging there naked in the night. There was a path about two miles end to end through the park with very seldom anyone else at night. A couple of times I jogged past someone else. Life was good.
I still go outside naked at night, but I live out of town so day or night is all beautiful. When traveling I sometimes go outside naked and walk around the hotel, or its wherever is available. Naked is how we were born an how we need to live. I go naked in the daytime now too, of course.
If any of you readers are thinking about it, just dare to take off your clothes and run naked for a while. Carpe Diem!
