Better Than I Imagined

My first outdoor nude experience was in our backyard.  I snuck out one night during the summer when I was in my teens.  I was so paranoid that I would get caught.  I wore clothes through the house (in case I was caught) but when I got outside I took them off.  The feeling was sensational.  The cool night air on my skin... it's still one of my favorite feelings.  And the rush of being nude outside was something else too.  I loved it.  After that, when my parents would leave town, I would venture out at night naked.  And even started laying out in the sun nude during the day.  Those experiences were few and far between though.  When my family moved to out in the country near a small town, I had many more chances to enjoy nude freedom outdoors.  And I tried to take advantage of them all.

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Feb 27, 2010