When was the last time you took a naked plunge?
For me, the August evening was cool and damp after an afternoon of thundershowers. I didn’t feel one bit like stripping off my clothes and jumping into the water. But because of the weather, the stunning beach I was on in a national park at the height of tourist season was miraculously empty.
So I went for it.
I did it for the blog. Ms. Blog Me Sexy makes me walk my talk and will not tolerate a missed sexy opportunity.
I did it for the nostalgia. I grew up skinny dipping on this beach when it was easy to do, before my childhood home got the blessing/curse distinction as one of the most beautiful places in North America.
I did it for the thrill. Park rangers regularly patrol these beaches that have signs proclaiming: Public Nudity is Prohibited. Prohibited! Think of the spanking I'd get if I got caught.
I did it because swimming naked is one of the most sensuous things in the world to do. There is nothing quite like the sensation of cool water infiltrating every crevice of your body.
I did it because otherwise, that beach walk would have blurred into the hundreds of others I’ve taken on that beach in my life.
Now I’ll never forget that mermaid-like feeling of floating on my back with arms stretched over my head, my hair matted like seaweed against my breasts as I dolphin-kicked under a slate-blue sky that turned Lake Michigan the same foreboding color.
Tell me your favorite skinny dipping story.