Okay, guess this is my first post here since the topic is all about "first times" and stuff. Hi, I'm Britney, and my very first real experience being totally nude around other people happened two years ago, back when I was 22.
Me and four friends from college drove out to this tiny little lake on one guy's grandma's farm. It was the middle of summer, super hot, and we just wanted to cool off. All us three girls had our swimsuits on under our shorts and tanks, nothing crazy planned. The guys were in their cutoff jean shorts and t-shirts, figuring they'd just swim like that.
We got there and it was perfect — dead quiet, no one else around, like our own private spot. After splashing around for a bit, one of the boys starts joking that he wished he'd brought cards for strip poker. Then one of the girls goes, "Who needs cards? We can just do rock-paper-scissors. Loser strips something off, and the winner picks who goes next."
They kept talking about it, getting all hyped up, and suddenly it felt like we were actually doing this. I stayed pretty quiet the whole time. I've always been the shy one in the group, and honestly, I was super self-conscious about my body. Like, I used to hate gym class showers because even being around other girls felt awkward.
Anyway, they picked one boy and one girl (thank god not me first) to start. We kept going round after round until someone ended up with nothing on. I figured it wouldn't take forever — girls in two-piece suits, guys basically in one or two things. (Wasn't sure if they had underwear under those shorts.)
First round, the boy loses and peels off his shorts... but surprise, he's still got undershorts on. The girl challenges him again, but he wins that one, so she has to lose her top. Clothes kept coming off, and we'd just toss them onto this big flat rock by the edge so they wouldn't sink or get lost.
It was kinda hilarious because we were all standing in water up to our chests. The guys could kinda hide when they finally went full nude, and us girls would just dip down a little so the water covered everything when the tops came off. We played until literally everyone was naked.
I remember feeling this weird mix of nervous and excited — kinda giddy, you know? But once it happened, being outside with nothing on actually felt... really nice. The swimming turned into all this splashing and messing around, and after a while nobody was even trying to stay hidden underwater anymore.
When it was time to head out, all five of us climbed up on that rock together, completely bare, grabbing our stuff. No one bothering to cover up with hands or anything. It hit me how weird it was — I felt way less embarrassed standing there naked with two guys and two other girls than I ever did in those stupid high school gym showers with just girls.
That was at 22, and I didn't get another chance to do anything like that for a while. Not until after graduation, when I was in college. Last year on spring break, nine of us went down to St. Martin and hung out for five days at Orient Beach. Man, that was next level fun.
If anything, I've figured out that this tall, pale, skinny redhead doesn't look any worse naked than she does squeezed into a swimsuit. So... why even bother with one anymore?
Hope this post is cool and I'm not breaking any rules or coming off weird. Thanks for reading!