Naked horse riding with Laura

Hi, I'm Laura. I was so excited when I found the group that I could hardly contain myself! I had no idea that there was a group dedicated to bareback (literally) riding. And here I thought that I was the only one in the world who fantasized about riding a horse in my birthday suit. I was sure mistaken about that! LOL

I've been a self-taught avid naturist ever since my childhood, after discovering that I enjoyed going naked around the house and out in the woods. My family was not into naturism (very conservative) nor was anyone I knew, so when I was growing up it was my own private thing. Of course, I kept it a deep secret because I again thought I was the only one in the world who enjoyed running around au'natural. Once I awakened my penchant for naturism, I did it every chance I got, but that's another story in itself. Needless to say, I have some very fond memories of my early naturist discovery years.

I've only had one experience riding a horse in my birthday suit, but that one experience has left me with an indelible memory that I will never forget for as long as I live. It was so nice that it almost makes me euphoric whenever I think about it. I never imagined that someday I would join a group and share my experience with others who shared the same thing.
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My experience took place one summer while I was staying at my grandparent's farm for a month. My brother and sister's wanted to go to camp during the summer, but I always wanted to visit my grandparent's farm. I thoroughly enjoyed the rural farm experiences I had while growing up, feeding the chickens, helping in the fields and selling fresh veggies and fruit at their roadside stand. Of course, it wasn't all fun and games, especially if you've ever had to clean out the barn and stalls. LOL

Anyway, getting to the story at hand. After my chores were done I'd usually go down to the creek and go for a swim or do some exploring around the farm or out in the fields. Needless to say, I would usually look for a secluded spot to practice some naturism when the urge came up, and that was quite often considering all the places around a farm to go au'natural without prying eyes. Don't laugh now, but on a hot sunny day I would sometimes go way, way out in the tall cornfields, take off all my cloths except for my tennis shoes of course, and then just stroll around sunning with the corn. The warm sun and breeze would feel absolutely delightful on my bare skin. It was so exciting back then because I was just discovering all the new tingles and sensations that being naked with mother nature afforded, not to mention the adolescent risqué ness of it, which only added to the myriad of new sensations I was experiencing to begin with while exploring my new penchant.

That summer, my grandpa taught me how to ride, Starr, a bay mare. He said I didn't need a saddle, just a bridle and small blanket. After that first time, I took, Starr out just about every afternoon for a stroll around the farm and down to the creek. After a while, I started to take her for long walks down some of the old fire trails through the woods behind the farm. I'm sure Starr was enjoying the new found attention and strolls as much as I was, especially when we'd go through the apple orchard.

Anyway, during one particularly long stroll on a warm sunny afternoon I thought it might be nice to find a secluded spot to stop and do a little au'natural sunning. It was one of those sudden urges to take off my cloths and just enjoy being totally barenaked and free. I just loved being out there because it was so far off the beaten path that you felt so free and open to explore your nudism without any worry, especially at my age. You have to keep in mind that I really didn't know that others enjoyed the same thing.

I figured that the old orchard would be a nice safe place to go naked, so I stopped and tied Starr to one of the trees. Anxious to feel bare, I quickly stripped off my shorts, panties and t-shirt. As usual, I was immediately  rewarded with that nice tingly sensation all over as the warm breeze caressed my bare skin. I tucked my cloths under the edge of Starr's blanket and then walked around exploring the orchard wearing nothing but my tennis shoes.

I'm not sure where the thought came from, but I suddenly thought about Lady Godiva, a figure from a book I read that said that she rode through the streets of Coventry naked. Suddenly, I thought about how much fun it might be to ride Starr like that! My heart was beating like crazy at the thought of it, but the urge was too great… I just had to see what it felt like. I was sure nobody would ever see me, so I decided to try it.

You can imagine, just climbing back up on Starr bare butt was a real treat in itself, not to mention gave me a bit of a thrill. The only way to get up on her was to pull myself up, by first completely draping myself over her back while on my tummy then swinging my right leg up and over. When I was wearing my clothes I didn't really think much about it, but I can just imagine what I must have looked like doing it wearing nothing but my tennis shoes! Don't laugh too hard now, but this is where the fond memories and fun began. I know this must sound foolish, but before I swung my leg over and was draped over her back, I just laid there for a few minutes delighting in the funny sensation it was giving me. I felt like one of those outlaws that the sheriff would bring in draped over the horse. Gawd!
I can just imagine what I must have looked like, LOL To me, this was the beginning and opening up of a whole new world of delightfully intimate sensations that I would never forget.

After a few minutes of savoring the sensation, I swung my leg the rest of the way over and sat up. Suddenly, sitting on the horse completely naked like that gave me an almost primitive sense of being. The horse was free of encumbrances, I was barenaked and we were both out enjoying the wild as if Mother Nature had intended it to be. I reached over and undid my tied rein from the apple tree and continued slowly riding down the old trail in the woods. I was almost in a state of euphoria, just delighting in my au'natural primitive ride through nature. The fresh air, Starr's movements, the smells all around me, my bare skin, and my thoughts, were all heightened and amplified. I wished we lived on a farm so I could do this all the time. Every once in awhile I would stop on the trail and then lie completely forward and bring my feet up on Starr's back at the same time, lying almost froggy style. The sensation felt definitely naughty, not to mention getting sun and fresh air where
the sun don't usually shine, but I didn't care, all I knew was that this was definitely a sensual and memorable experience for me and I wanted to savor every moment of it.

I rode around the woods for about two hours that afternoon, and trust me when I say that by the time I got back I was definitely in a dreamy world of my own. When I was back near the apple orchard again, I jumped down off Starr and put my cloths back on. Getting back on Starr was not as much fun this time, but it left me with a memory that I have never forgotten, not do I ever want to forget.
Later that night in the privacy of my room I relived the day's events over and over until I fell asleep like a baby. I should mention, even though I don't have a horse, I managed to buy a used saddle at a yard sale (cheap). When I sometimes take a trip down memory lane, I'll sit upon my saddle and relive my experience.

I hope you all enjoyed my experience.

Hugs

Laura

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Jes's story... that started as a teenager

Hi,  I am a young guy in his thirties, and I would like to use this media tell you the story of my life.   I realize that I am not a naturist that lives the real naturist life.  But I could change that…
It all started about twenty years ago. Just being fourteen years old I was having fun with some of my friends at one of our national forests. We were climbing the trees,  jumping some brooks and smoking cigarettes.

We talked about girls, sometimes they were just fiction. And proudly talked about our maturing bodies and sexuality. But actually we were all a bit shy and ashamed of our bodies. Remembering our weekly swimming sessions with our school class we used a kind of ghost shaped cloth with a tied elastic band at the top for redressing and putting on our bathing suit.  

This way we could redress without being nude in public.    Until that warm summer day that me and my friends were spending at the pond This we found at a remote spot in our national forest.  They dare me for a swim…    They all had their bathing suit and "ghost cloth" with them, but my personal one was left at home.  Encourage by my friends and with the additional adrenaline rush I shed my clothes and jumped into the water naked.

My friends couldn't believe their eyes and almost died with laughter.  They were talking loudly and exited when I stepped out of the water in my birthday suit.  Being naked in the sun and surrounded by the beautiful green nature was an overwhelming feeling.  Strangely enough I could stay naked without my nudity being noticed by my friends.

I have to tell you that this would not be a single time experience.  A few days later I found myself being alone in the forest.   My friends could not join me that day,  and again I felt the urge of skinnydipping.   I was nervously walking up and down for about one and a half hour to finally make a decision.

I found a sheltered place took off my clothes and made a sprint towards the water. This time it was really a revelation, being naked in a beautiful natural environment.   Using all my senses I enjoyed this very moment, but I was also filled with a bit of fear.   I did not want to be caught !
But I must say it was an exhilarating experience really addictive !

Now, after many years recalling that very moment, and realizing what happened to me, I am amazed.   I developed into a Secret Naturist, hiking dunes,  forests,  pastures and national parks, …    In the Sun during daytime or at dawn in the twilight.  Diving into a pool or rolling thru the snow…   Always alone and with the fear of being caught.

Hundreds of times I am overwhelmed by being one with nature.  At some rare moments I could be relaxing in the sun, but mostly I was restricted by being nude only for tens on minutes.   I never have shared these moments with someone.

Never told anyone or have written down my experiences before. I always was a bit ashamed, the reason for this is that these first times also caused a bit of arousal.   I regret this very much.
Nowadays this rarely happens.

I can enjoy and relax much more with being nude. The enjoyment is definitely the most important issue !  I love to feel the sun, and being clothfree enjoying walking the fields covered with morning dew…

Maybe a real naturist lingers deeply inside of me.  Maybe I have to learn to enjoy social naturism.   I don't know, I have always regarded it as a kind of taboo. And am afraid for being regarded as a sex offender, in spite of the fact that I have lost the erotic feelings about it and don't want to be seen by anyone.   Strangely enough I have never read or heard a similar story, but I know for sure that there are people having the same experiences right now.

I truly enjoyed putting this all on paper, thank you for reading my story.   And please don't hesitate to respond.

Jerry's first time experience

My first experience was skinnydipping with two of my cousins, they were brother and sister and lived on a farm.   At a small lake, during a summer visit it was a very warm day.   We were all about age 12, which was a curious age for early sex.  

We took off our clothes and jumped in the water quickly, so not to see each others nakedness. We quickly dared each other to show ouselves to each other.   And there you have three youth, learning about public nakedness.

The next time we went swimming, there was no hesitation about being naked in front of each other.
In fact we really enjoyed the freedom of not wearing bathing suits, and feeling nothing between our bodies and the water, and our curious eyes. 

I will admit that our early fun with nudity did lead to sexual exploration, but thats another story.   From then on, I enjoyed my nudity, to the present day.   I would like to hear from others early nude experiences.