Abbey House Gardens was amazing. There was an undercurrent of naughtiness there, and I had the pleasure of watching a couple play there on one occasion.
The thing that always thrilled was just how overlooked it was, with a walkway down one side and a footpath over the back. You’d often get people taking a discrete pic of the nudists, and I was always happy to oblige. My semi must be on hundreds of camera rolls!
I remember on one occasion chatting to three women (early 20s, at a guess, one of whom had a boyfriend with her) through the fence adjacent to the walkway. It was just small talk, but they made several comments about my cock! In later years that part of the garden was cordoned off, presumably because it was just too public!
I was also part of a world record attempt for nude crazy golf in Southend. Again, it was exhilarating standing naked in full view of passers-by with the occasional honking car horn. I was one shot behind a couple of gorgeous women and enjoyed a cheeky flirt. As we were getting changed at the end, one of them brushed past my cock, which immediately throbbed hard. All three of us enjoyed that view for a few fleeting moments!
More recently, my wife and I have been to a few nudist campsites and enjoy the nude beach. We like to set our towels where we can be seen by textiles, but there’s not been much which you could describe as a proper nude event.
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