Product Description

Stories from the pages of Naked Magazine especially the ones too hot to print in original form.

Product Details

• Amazon Sales Rank: #2081783 in Books
• Published on: 2004-06
• Format: Illustrated
• Original language: English
• Number of items: 1
• Binding: Paperback
• 160 pages

Features

• ISBN13: 9781887895408
• Condition: USED - GOOD
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About the Author
All stories are compiled and edited by Robert Steele, the publisher of Naked Magazine for 14 years, until September 11, 2001. In 2001 Naked Magazine closed its doors.

Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.
DEAR NAKED MAGAZINE, Here is a story I would like to share with your readers. My lover John and I are both nudists. We're naked at home most of the time. We enjoy driving naked, going to nude beaches and attending naked parties. It's not so much a sexual thing, but rather a way of life. One day recently though, we had one of the most exciting and romantic naked days of our relationship. It was a beautiful Saturday morning. A few days earlier a large storm had dumped several inches of rain and a couple feet of snow in the mountains. By Saturday however, a warm front had come in pushing the mid-day temperature into the low 70s. That morning the sky was so blue and the air was crisp and clean. We decided it was a good day to go hiking in the mountains. I packed a light lunch for both of us and threw an old blanket and a couple of towels into a backpack. John started to put on a pair of shorts. "No way", I said. "It's too nice out for clothes. We're going naked today!" We put our shorts in the backpack just in case of emergency and headed out the back door. We had driven home naked from the mountains and the beach several times before but this had an overwhelming sense of excitement and danger for us both. We got in our pickup and I, as usual, popped an instant hard on. It always happens at first and then I relax a bit and it goes away. By the time we were out of the garage and half way down the block, I was back to my soft self. John is very nervous anytime we drive naked. He is always worried that someone will see inside the cab of our truck. Each time I reassure him and remind him that we are up high enough and the windows are tinted. No one will see in. A mile or so from home he was relaxing and enjoying the riskiness of it all. We drove through town over Laurel Canyon towards the 134 freeway. A Natalie Cole cassette played softly on the radio. A feeling of romance started mixing with the air of excitement. Traffic was especially heavy on the freeway and we were stopped bumper to bumper more than a couple of times. It didn't matter though, we sat holding hands and listening to the music. We headed up the 2 north and entered Angeles National Forest. The traffic we left behind gave way to empty winding roads. It seemed we were the only two people in the park. Posted signs warned us that icy roads may lie ahead. It was true. The roads had been cleared for the most part but there were some slippery spots.

Customer Reviews

not as good as it claims
First, note that it does not have 160 pages, it is 148 including everything. Second while there are 26 photographs and one drawing they aren't particularly good quality nor are they all nudes. The 54 "stories" or "letters" from readers aren't particularly edgy or racy, just average quality written by average guys.