Nude Behaviors

Naked In Fields

With Girlfriends

Privacy for the average student is usually in limited supply, meaning if you'd like some, resorting to the countryside is often the best choice. I discovered one day on a nature hike with a new girlfriend, after kidding around about how we seemed to have a meadow to ourselves, that she, as much as I, was thinking it would be fun to get naked. It was like sharing a mutual spark of intuition. Relationships of course came and went after that day, but strategically I found nature reliably cued the aforementioned spark in new girlfriends. I've been a nature boy ever since. ("Naked Girlfriends In The Countryside")

Backyard Nudity: More and more families are permitting backyard nudity around the pool or simply sunbathing au naturel on the deck. The evidence is also creeping into more and more family photo albums. ("Nudist House: Backyard Nudity")

More In My Room: Among the most intriguing categories is "In My Room," peering into life behind closed doors which, thanks to the ease of digital cameras, is not such a private affair anymore. The dressing rituals, hair and make-up, just hanging out--the plot is admittedly not thick. It's one of those situations that hold our interest nonetheless. ("In My Room: Teen Bedrooms") Rebo

Candid Nudity

Nudity Around The House
I admit to being a fan of candid nudity. Then I look at the various free-for-all submission sites and think, no, really I'm not a fan. Maybe I'm a snob but really folks, what motivates anyone to submit a picture of heavily overweight woman vacuuming her trailer in the nude? Okay. I'm a snob of sorts. I want some mediation, or selectively. I want to keep down my lunch.

What's surprising is that after sifting through a mountain of submissions and rejecting the majority, we're still left with sizable amount of publish-worthy samples of life lived nude. Not everyone gets why "candid" simple nudity is appealing and that's fine. For me it rekindles memories of those first-times when you find yourself with a woman whose comfortable being naked around you. You're home cocooning and she dashes to the kitchen to make coffee and doesn't bother to dress. The nudity you enjoy just moments prior is now animated in another direction--just taking care of business, drying hair, ironing, slipping on the panty hose. No, it's not Penthouse Letters stuff. It's something else entirely better in my opinion. ("Candid Nudity: Just Being")

Relative Nudity: Big families that like to get together for the holidays often have to live in tight quarters with privacy at a premium. Sleepovers meant cousins and aunts were scattered around the house, some on the rec-room pull-out sofa, others in sleeping bags, and mornings meant the usual business of getting up, getting dressed, fighting for the bathroom. This isn't Purple Prose stuff, just commentary on people exchanging their sleep clothes for their street cloths and the interim steps in between. At thirteen seeing a cousin in a bra was pyrotechnic stuff. When my sister and her friends just boldly "changed" in front of me ("Don't mind him"), well, that's when I got my taste of Nirvana. ("Relatives & Candid Nudity")

In My Room: More insight into the wondrous world of teenage bedrooms (the feminine variety) and grown-up lingerie.

You know how it is in the typical American mall when you pass the Victoria's Secret shop and see the packs of teens heading to the dressing rooms to try on frilly underwear? You don't? Well, you're missing something. When they get home with their purchases and disappear behind their bedroom doors with their friends for a fashion it moves to another level of intrigue. That's somewhat the point of "In My Room." ("In My Room: Candid Teen Lingerie & Nudity") Ed.