Ever been flashed? Present for a streaking? Come face-to-flesh with an untimely wardrobe malfunction?
Have you ever uttered the words “Holy cow, is that a wiener?” or “Did I just see bush?” or “Correct me if I’m wrong, but I think that was a boob.”
nope, and fortunately so. It’s been my experience that the people who really want to go around naked are people nobody want to see naked.
At a particularly good college party on a very busy lakeshore right next to the student union a friend might have uttered the words, “Yes, officer. I think I do know where my clothes are.”
Yeah, a friend might have said that. A friend.
No. 
I wouldnt mind a little more nudity now and then.
I’ve been flashed a few times as well as seen people nekkid in front of their windows while I was walking the dog.
Also having spent some time at the pool with my kids over the past few summers there were a few wardrobe malfunctions.
My neighbor says that nudity will find me.
Also, a number of years back a friend of mine and I spent a hot summer pool party in the “altogether” so I’m sure I gave a great number of people a similar story about random nudity.
A friend used to regularly get drunk, take everything off but his running shoes, and go for a jog. Until that amusing day (well, to the rest of us), he decided to dance around in front of a restaurant with big glass windows. It had big, bright lights you see. He thought they couldn’t see him outside doing his little wiggles and jiggles. Flashing the moon. Yeah, they could. Why, yes officer, I do know where I left my clothes (to borrow a certain immortal line from above).
Not unless you count dudes changing in the gym locker room.
Lessee… about 40 years ago, I was invited to a Christmas party when I was living in San Diego. The host, who was rather well-to-do, hired a couple to circulate among the guests, wearing Santa hats. Just Santa hats.
Then there was the time on an island in the Caribbean (can’t recall which one) when my husband and I were bobbing in the surf watching the folks back on shore, we saw a woman change swimsuits right there on the beach. It was unexpected.
Mardi Gras can’t really count, but there was a guy walking toward me in a big white cowboy hat, a big white cowboy vest, and big white cowboy chaps. I turned and watched him walk past with a big red sheriff’s star stuck to one cheek of his big white cowboy butt. And me without a camera…
My mom was on a cruise a few years back standing on her balcony in port. Across the dock on another ship, she saw a man totally nekkid on his balcony. Maybe he didn’t realize the glass below the rail was transparent, maybe he didn’t care.
Yes. I was flashed by an older man when I was nine years old. I was roller skating down the street. He was walking towards me and just before we passed each other he whipped out his penis and held it in his hand while making eye contact with me. I was shocked and scared and got out of there as fast as I could. That stupid fucker.
Is that what the kids are calling it nowadays?
I’ve been flashed, been streaked (and been the streaker), and otherwise confronted with the beauties of the human form. Unfortunately, less than half were of the sort of form I appreciate, and about half of those were - less than optimal.
Regards,
Shodan
I’m guessing none of you are bikers then. That’s are you see at the good ralleys.
Phu Cat
I was in New Orleans one spring. Occasionally, woman would flash their boobs for beads.
I was sitting in my waterfront living room on Cape Cod a few years ago, and there was a couple about 250m away alone on a sandbar. When she sat up, it sure looked like she was topless, but from 250m away, I wasn’t sure. 10 seconds later, she removed any doubt as she removed the bottom of her bikini and climbed on top of her husband/boyfriend who had also removed his bathing suit.
Seen a bunch of drunken incidents. The real memories come from two different times I saw women walking topless in NYC. One of them was actually wearing a transparent shirt, but who cares? The drunks weren’t worth seeing, those two women definitely were.
Back in the day, young men, and maybe some women, used to go streaking. Everyone was amused. Today, I think there are laws in many places which will get you branded as a sex criminal, have your name, photo, and address posted on line; be forced to register for life and not live within X thousand feet of a park/school/whatever. I’m not kidding. This country, the US, has gotten REALLY weird about this even as porn has flooded the Internet.
At 20 I was very naïve. I also looked people in the eyes when they spoke to me. So when a man in a pick-up truck stopped to ask me directions, I answered him. He asked me again. I answered again. When he asked me a third time, the light bulb finally went off and I glanced down. Yep, there it was, Mr. Penis waiting patiently for me to notice him. 
I laugh now, but at the time I remember being extremely shaken. I immediately turned and sped to my apartment and reported the incident to the police.
I wrote a big OP about this the other day and then deleted it.
A few weeks ago we had a women in our store flash pretty much everyone. She was asking lots of questions and over the course of the 45 minutes or so that she was in there her tube top kept slipping down. First it was just down…too low, then a “nipple” came out, eventually an entire boob, then the other, by the time she was checking out her shirt was down around her waist. I’ve never maintained such amazing eye contact while talking to someone. This lady was clearly ‘off’. Either high or just mentally not there. The cashier told her that her top had slipped down and she pulled it back up and said that she hoped no one had noticed, but from what I understand as soon as she got outside she pulled it back down.
I’m not sure if it makes a difference, but I said ‘nipple’ because she really didn’t have any and her boobs were rather large and rock hard (looking). They were very clearly fake.
Maybe she’s a Sim.
She did have that glassy eyed look and seemed like if I just pointed her into a corner she’d just keep walking into it over and over.
In Germany there’s a place called Schloss Hellabrunn, a castle designed by a king who found it greatly amusing to have water spritzed all over its guests at various points. When you tour it, basically you get sprayed with water at every stop.
When I toured it at age 12, at the end of the tour a couple of teenaged girls pulled off their soaked shirts to change into dry clothing in front of everyone. Like we weren’t even there. 30 years later and I’m still not sure I’ve totally recovered.
I’ve been to quite a few bikerfests including this years at Bean Blossom. There was a guy there who only had a hat, boots and a string of Christmas tree lights decoratively arranged around his junk - not concealing anything; just decoration. Then he got off his bike and was walking to the beer garden and the lights stayed lit. Where the battery was I don’t ever care to know.
Yeah – I’ve seen a fair bit of public nudity. As they say in Daytona during Bike Week – Jesus Saves - Now Show Us Your Tits.