Have you ever just been so horny that you dare yourself to get naked where you shouldn't? Masturbating or just touching yourself a bit? Changing room at clothing store, especially the ones with only a curtain? Bathroom at the in-laws? Bathroom stall at a store? At the office when no one is around? Restroom at church? Restroom at doctor? Just to experience the freedom of being naughty where you shouldn't be?
Yes, I've gotten totally naked on many occasions.
When I've gotten naked in inappropriate places, it was usually so my boyfriend could take my picture nude out in public.
Frequently a few years ago in many places.
The most recent was walking around the block completely naked at 1 am in the morning - not seen I don't think but a couple of dogs barked.
Lots. I'll pick out some more memorable occasions. I would occasionally strip off and walk through a ravine to school. A new girlfriend and I were caught by the old lech I was staying with, so we spent the day in a park, stopping several times in the bushes to explore each other. Often in the dark, I can't be arsed to slip on a nightdress to get something from the car or the shed. I don't do it in daylight since the time I realised a school bus was coming up the road and I had to hide.
... on many occasions I have walked out on the patio at night totally naked ... got caught once.
I guess its not a secret now
When I lived in an apartment complex in Columbus in my mid-20s, I realized I'd left something down at the swimming pool and my boyfriend dared me to walk down and get it at midnight stark naked. So I walked out of my apartment on the 2nd floor, down the stairs, out the door, across the front lawn, through the office door, past the laundry room, past the gym, and out the door to the pool yard without anyone seeing me, so I decided to push my luck and got in the pool and swam naked for a couple minutes, but I heard a wolf whistle from one of the apartments over the pool, so I climbed out, picked up what I came down to retrieve and beat a hasty retreat back up to my apartment.
I had to excuse myself from a family movie night to go play with myself after my husband started texting me dirty pictures of himself while away for work.
I love being outside and totally naked. I found a jogging trail near by that isn’t visited by a lot so i jog with only a pair of shoes on. There is a nice lake on the trial and it makes a great place to relax and play with myself.
Many different places. Ranging from a changing room to while out hiking or on the lake, even driving around or home from work.
Yes. Mainly at pool parties and shows.
The pure and intense joy of being naked somewhere that you shouldn't is such a turn on! Oh, the memories! While canoeing, I turned back to see that she had removed her bra and pulled her shirt up baring her breasts. On a hike in the woods, she posed for pictures, and the ones I loved the most were of her naked but wearing my pistol belt (for dangerous animals in the area), and her in her shorts but topless with a backpack on. Several times while feeding a friend's dog, she would get topless or naked as soon as we closed the door. Back before security cameras were so popular, we had fun looking at apartments or model homes whenever the agent just let us in and didn't follow.
few times: a parking garage stairwell (my husband mashed me against the glass overlooking the street, 3rd floor, didn't see one person look up) a park at night (strip tease), in the car on the way home from long trip (couple men looked: I came) ... Once teased the dump truck driver next to me in traffic jam; revealing more and more, touching more and more as I gently pulled further and further forward just out of his sight; he kept edging closer and closer to the car in front of him to see, nearly touching bumpers before he just couldn't see any more. My tits were out, skirt up, panties off and laying on the seat beside me, my fingers between my legs. Fun!
On several occasions in front of different people.
In the bathroom of an office where I worked. Numerous times. Especially at the end of the day when the urge was overwhelming.
Almost 70 and I still got it!
Years ago I used to ride my bicycle a lot. One hot day, I went by the lake where the town had an water inlet. I waded in to cool off, but that wasn't enough, so I stripped down and went for a quick swim. A few times after that, I biked there for the sole purpose of skinny-dipping.
No worries, it always comes back.
