Amusing more that embarrassing. We drove naked up to the mountain the middle of Gran Canaria. We fancied an ice cream so went to the only restaurant in the village, wearing our wraps. We got the ice creams and went to pay. Girls were sitting at the pay desk whilst I was standing - my bits at their eye level. Did I say my wrap was see-through. They both giggled and talked a lot in Spanish before taking our money. I knew why and enjoyed every moment.
Next day we went back for lunch (this time dressed in shorts and shirts). They remembered us and told their fellow waitresses.
For embarrassing there was the time my scrotum piercing fell apart in the jacuzzi at the local Turkish Baths. The first I noticed is when the shaft fell out in the shower. I went back and a girl held up the retaining ball asking if that was what I was looking for. She had sat on it! I threaded the shaft through and replaced the ball in full view of others at the Turkish Baths.
I had an embarrassing incident one time at a nude beach. My girlfriend and I were at a nude beach with another couple. Laying side by side, me - gf - other woman - other guy. Nearby were four young women sitting on towels and talking amongst themselves. We had all been there for a couple of hours. A young couple arrived. They spread towels about 6 feet from our feet. They relaxed for a few minutes. Soon she spread her legs wide. He positioned himself between her knees, produced a hair brush from her bag and started to brush her pubic hair. As he brushed she moaned a little, he instantly sported an erection. The four of us and the four young women couldn't help but see the action. The four young women looked at each other, smiled widely, picked up there towels and moved to within six feet of my left foot. Now they had a much better view of the couple. I'm embarrassed to admit this, but the four young women enjoying the show caused me to get a full blown erection. Now comes the really embarrassing part. My friend and I had never seen each other naked. We had been drinking buddies for about 6 months. His girlfriend and I use to date. We broke up when I met my current girlfriend. When we were dating we came to this nude beach several times. This foursome beach visit was her idea. Now I saw why.
One of the four young women took notice of my erection, pointed at it and said , "Batter Up". Then she noticed my friend was also fully erect and said, "Now thats a bat." My girlfriend looked at my friends erection and said, "Oh My God, look at that thing." I did. I'm fairly well hung, but he had at least another inch or more than me and larger in circumference. Needless to say my erection disappeared. My ex had a large self-satisfied grin on her face. She looked at his erection and said, "Lets go somewhere we can use that thing." We had all lost interest in the hair brushing couple. The four of us left. As we were getting dressed by my car the four young women walked by. They smiled and someone said, "See you next time." We never visited the beach again as a group
Amusing more that embarrassing. We drove naked up to the mountain the middle of Gran Canaria. We fancied an ice cream so went to the only restaurant in the village, wearing our wraps. We got the ice creams and went to pay. Girls were sitting at the pay desk whilst I was standing - my bits at their eye level. Did I say my wrap was see-through. They both giggled and talked a lot in Spanish before taking our money. I knew why and enjoyed every moment.Next day we went back for lunch (this time dressed in shorts and shirts). They remembered us and told their fellow waitresses.
Someone who lives on Gran Canaria posted on another board that he had found some small local cafes and taverns would allow nude patrons.
Did you ever find any?
Years ago I had an job interview in Coventry and had ,as usual, booked a naturist campsite nearby so the family could make a weekend of it .
The site was in Rugby and was small but clean and friendly.
I remember there was an elderly German couple in a huge camper van ( he was visiting to see what he had bombed during WW2 ) ,there was another couple with an old Range Rover like mine that I'd chatted to .
It was October and was still quite warm but we were the only ones that stripped off now and again .
On the Sunday morning we all set off for the shower block nude with towels ,chatted to others coming in and out .
Later the guy turns up for the camping fee and Cyndi asked where his pool was as we couldn't find it .
He looks at us ,we'd dressed to go home ,and asked where we had seen the advert for the camp site .
H&E ,we replied ,Oh !,says he ,you are in the wrong campsite ,the naturist site is three fields away .....
No one had said a word or looked embarrassed .....
I was a teacher in a community college until I retired, teaching in a vocational allied health program in a very conservative community. Living on a very remote farm my wife and I were active nudists. We were spending a weekend at a nudist resort with a cousin of mine and her husband and we were at the pool when I look up and saw one of my single female students (in her mid 20's, we were in our mid 40's) walk into the pool area just as naked as we were. Boy, what a shock! Now what do you do? Of course she immediately saw us and seemed to be in the same predicament I was in. What do we do now? After a few minute we spoke and all sat together and discussed the situation. She had been a nudist since moving out of her parents home in her late teens and came to the resort on the weekends to get away from the dorm since she didn't know of anywhere else to be able to go nude. BTW, the resort was about 100 miles from our community in another state.
After the first few awkward minutes we realized what some others have already said, "Hey, we're all here for the same reason and why be worried about it!" As a result she became a good friend and we invited her out to our farm any time she wanted to get away from the dorm and get naked, which she did most weekends. After she graduated she moved to another state, got married and had a beautiful daughter. She kept in contact with us and for several years whenever she would come back to our area to visit family she would still come by to visit with her hubby and daughter so they could have a little nude time with us and we would always laugh about that first meeting at the resort.
Someone who lives on Gran Canaria posted on another board that he had found some small local cafes and taverns would allow nude patrons.Did you ever find any?
I know there are some beach bars who welcome naked customers and I intend to check them out when I go there next month.
I believe the restaurant of the hotel where I will be staying also allows nude dining and will report back when I return.
Our previous home had an amazing private backyard. We were way above grade from houses behind us and single story homes one each side of us. Almost 7' block walls all the way around. We lived on a cul de sac with 27 homes on it. It was a busy street for a cul de sac. Most of the women on the street were stay at home moms. Luckily, the couple next door, on one side, both worked. Both couples across the street both worked and the one woman that lived on the other side of us didn't work so she was my only concern for this incident.
I'd locked myself outta the house and was naked in the backyard. I needed to get the "hide a key" from in front of the house. My only option, I thought, was to hop the wall, dash to the front door and retrieve the key and let myself into the house. "Hopping" the nearly 7' block wall was not as easy as I thought. I'd not only scrapped by belly while trying to get over but then cut my big toe after I landed on the brick planter below.
I made it to the key and front door. Bled all over the entry tile until I made it to the powder room. I'd bled all over our front yard patio and entry way. I cleaned up my mess, bandaged my toe and then went out front to hose down the blood I'd tracked in. I sat in my lounge chair and just recouped from the experience. A couple days later, while working in the front yard with my bandaged toe, I'd find out that only one neighbor across the street was home and saw me. After we talked a bit and I found out, she said, "not sure why you just didn't walked around the house normally and get your key!" She was right. I guess she'd seen me many times before. Previous viewings were accepted and amusing for her. She told me she didn't care if I was naked temporarily to avoid being hurt or injured! NOW she tells me! :DDD
When I was in high school I was in one of the 2 after school guys' clubs. Both clubs had meetings on the same night each week. This was back when streaking had become a thing. Both clubs decided to meet at a restaurant parking lot where we stripped naked and with underwear covering our head (I made sure to wear some that night) were going to run in the restaurant around the tables with patrons there and then leave. Probably was 10 of us. We ran up to the front door and although we could see people in there they had locked the front door. We all ran back to our cars and still naked decided to go to the Italian place across the street. This one was open and packed with patrons. We ran in and around the tables when just then a waitress came out of the kitchen with a big tray of pasta dishes, saw us, shrieked and dropped the whole thing. Just lke you would see in the movies. It was hilarious. We ran back out and left. We then got the smart idea (teenagers who don't know when to stop) to go to a country club where my family happened to be a member of. We ended up parking on the basketball courts next to some houses and ran up the golf path by the 8th hole green, then across one street and then another to the 9th hole which was on an island that led to the golf shop and right next door was the main restaurant. On the back of the main hotel lobby with the restaurant was the lounge with floor to ceiling windows all along the back. We then ran over to that and jumped up and down waving our hands and everything else. It was full of a bunch of old people and they thought it was hilarious. We then left and had to run all the way back over the island, then across two streets and back past the 8th hole green to wear our cars were. As we got to the 2 cars there the security for the club showed up. We all scrambled to put our jeans back on (everyone had jeans). I ended up with someones that were way to big for me. I don't think they could even put mine on so caught naked. Someone jumped in one of the cars and tried to drive off and went right into the ditch on the side of the golf course with the back wheels getting stuck in the ditch. As a bunch of us were trying to push the car out of the ditch ( I wasn't. I knew it was a lost cause), one of the security guards grabbed me and put hand cuffs on me. Two of my friends took off running down the course naked and ended up getting home without getting caught. One ran to the beach and at least 10 miles to get home, the other lived nearby. Both lived on the beach and made it home safe. The vice president of the country club happened to live next door to the basketball court where all this happened and was a good friend of my dads. He came over and made the security guard take the handcuffs off of me. After some talking they let us all go with a warning. I don't even think he told my parents about it. Quite a night.