Most Naked Person in St. Louis ( *** Warning : Nudity *** )

Most Naked Person in St. Louis

For quite awhile I always joked by campaigning to be the most naked person in St. Louis.  With much effort and handshaking mixed with stripping I think I'm pulling close to my mark.  Today, St. Louis. Tomorrow, the Midwest.  Maybe next year I can make a run for the country!

Why do I even strive for this moniker?  Why do I put myself out there like that?  What do I aim to gain?  

I could just be content to watch TV in my own home naked or just sleep in the nude.  I could reserve my nudity for the bathtub and shower only.  I could, but I don't.  I've seen that social nudity and other nude events brings more people together in a common bond that a common cold.  It's something we can all do and participate in but many don't.  And that's ok.  I know it's not everyone's cup of tea.  It may be for the young at heart or for those that wish to cross that last taboo topic out there.  The line always goes, "We were born naked".  Well for those early moments in life we discovered this world without clothes on.  I'm not here today to convince or preach.  It's what I always said I would never do.  If you believe that my leading by example is preaching then that is all that I am guilty of.  I will then take the moniker of the Most Naked Person in the Country if to lead by example and spread the word that being nude with friends or even alone brings a refreshing view of the world.

Here is just some of the ways I lead by example:

St. Louis World Naked Bike Ride

I was timid at first when doing my inaugural ride with the St. Louis World Naked Bike Ride.  I didn't know what to expect nor how many would be peddling next to me in the buff. When the night ended I was disappointed that it did end.  This was a fantastic night.  It was addicting.  The more I have been naked the more addicting it has become. Like any good drug pusher I had to assist in any way I could to grow the numbers of riders.  Each year since the ride has multiplied.  It is a yearly event that isn't just done in one night, it consists of numerous man hours beginning as early as March (ish) for the planners.  Obviously, these things don't happen over night.  We had a change in command this year that brought the bike rode solely to the Grove with the help of the Handlebar.  As I am a social media whore my main part in the ride is to inform the masses through social media and to continue the excitement year round to keep the buzz going.  I don't want any riders to fall to the side and I also want new riders to hear our church bell ringing.  Get ready for next year because you know you don't want to miss it.

https://www.facebook.com/wnbrstl

The Naked Radio Show on 1380X AM

Photo by Patrick Brehem

If any of you know Teya King then you know you should be ready for anything.  Her latest venture is hosting The Naked Radio Show on 1380 AM Extreme Radio.  This show takes places on Thursdays at 7 pm until 9 pm.  Any topic that is involved with being naked is fair game.  I have no idea at times where the show's direction will take the listeners much less myself.  Many people believe that a naked person can't be seen on radio.  Well take my word, I'd never sign on as co-host if I couldn't do it naked in the studio.  

Air time, for me, is a time when I can promote nudity on its good side.  It's also a time to get my pen name, Spencer Davis, (which I will discuss later) out to the public.  I'll say that not many people in radio or in everyday life has been in front of a microphone on the radio or on stage.  I like to say that I have done both.  If naked radio doesn't last forever, I can at least say that that bucket list has been checked off.  I'll make the best of it and use to enlighten the listeners to the joys of a nude world.  

If you have a nude topic or question that you wish us to address please let me know, if not then at least don't forget to listen in anywhere in the world.  Click this link for the ability to Live Stream on your computer.

http://1380thex.com/listen

Bare Business Network

This is a new addition to nude things that I have ventured into.  This is a fill in position while the main administrator is out.  It's a nude network that I am picking up the mail and letting the dog out at night.  I truly believe this network is needed and I'd be love nothing more to see it's mission completed.  Many jokingly say that they would love to work from home and hang out naked.  Oh trust me, I don't joke about it.  To build my Nude empire then I must reign true by being naked in the corner office.  

I'll post the Facebook's description of this site so as to not confuse the originators words,

We are an agency that finds work for our network of nudist/naturist workers. A new idea to redefine business casual. Support bare business. Hire a nudie!

Mission

To redefine business casual to include the nudist lifestyle.

Description

Why should you need to get dressed to earn a living?
Need a plumber? Hire a nude plumber. I guarantee the work will be the same quality.
Graphic Designer? Why should the the design be the only thing unrestricted?
Landscaping? Dirt washes off. Why dirty clothes?

All mainstream industries welcome. We are not a sex or porn company. Join our network as a worker or an employer. Part Time/Full Time or One Time.
You get bare talent. Stripped down with nothing to hide. Good, hard working people and nothing more!

https://www.facebook.com/BareBusinessNetwork

Spencer Davis

Before I even go into the writings of Spencer Davis I'll let you all in on a little secret.  How did I become known as Spencer Davis?  It all came about by my days at strip clubs in East St. Louis.  I saw that the strippers never used their real names so why should I?  They took on a whole other persona so why can't I?  Once I told the girl I was a parole officer they seemed to cool down their interactions.  If I'm going into a strip club I'll take on another name and occupation.  I became Spencer Davis and was a computer programmer.  I know very little about how a computer works but I thought it may pay better than a parole officer.

Yes, not all nudity relates to sex or sexual thoughts but some does.  I'll admit that.  When around other nude people you tend to get used to seeing boobs, butts and other areas.  Just because you get used to it doesn't mean that you never peek.  It may not be a leer or stare but it may be a quick glance.  It's there, curiosity gets the cat.  Don't get me wrong, even nudists have sex or sexual thoughts and feelings.  There is a time and place for everything.  I'd like to say they are in the pages of my erotica tales.  

I truly don't know how many erotica writers are nudists as well.  Many of them have perverted, sexual mindsets but aren't we all at one time or another?  I'd like to think I have a unique perspective on the subject.  To some I live in a fantasy world.  To some they could never even imagine being naked with attractive naked friends.  What I want to do is to capture that essence and bring them to life in black and white or on the Kindle to as many readers as I can.

And a final secret to being Spencer Davis is that when I write I'm obviously always naked.  That in itself can be dangerous and yet satisfying when I find a groove with a hot scene.  I tend to get way too involved with the story.  If I can get excited off of it I know it'll hit the mark with the readers.

https://www.facebook.com/pages/Spencer-Davis-Entertainer/880507151963633

http://www.cobblestone-press.com/

Photography

Photo by Steve Yancey

Even before I fell in love with being nude I was deep into photography.  I loved setting up a great scene and bringing it to film.  I guess I was inspired as do many great artists by the human form.  It was so perfect in it's creation no matter the shape or size.  the lines, the shading, the softness to it all. The body can say so much with just a simple arm gesture.  The camera and angle placement can shed light into an area that makes a whole scene come to life.  It's like eating a fine piece of chocolate when the view through the lens presents itself.

As seen above in the photos I love posing a nude model.  When I can be nude when posing a nude model and capturing a scene then I'm in a deep bliss.  Honestly, words cannot explain that feeling.  The zone of nudity is at its zenith.

I'm always in search of my next model and location.  Just thinking about my next shoot has me salivating for a camera in my hands.

STLBared

StlBared is almost celebrating it's first anniversary.  This group seemed to form up due to the numerous clothing optional events in the area but not having a true focus.  If you build it they will come.  It is a group consisting of members that have longed for a coordinated network of naked or clothing optional friends.  Once it was organized under the start up of Teya King it evolved into an almost weekly event schedule.  

My part in this band of merry naked people is once again in front of a microphone by being a co-host, emcee or improv comedy bit aficionado .  Another bucket list item was to do comedy or improv in front of an audience while completely naked.  Check that one off.  

To come to a StLBared event you may expect to see simple game nights down to dance parties or even burlesque dancers entertaining the crowd.  StLBared is definitely not a group where the members sit around and stare at each other.  You will be entertained by acts if not by your fellow nude friend.  Each event is tailor made to make sure you experience a nude time of your life.  There are rarely visitors that only come to one show or event.  It becomes an event you look forward to putting on your calender.

https://www.facebook.com/stlbared

Clothing Optional Yoga

As I have written above, my nude experiences are done with me in the spotlight or leading by example but yoga is my time to zone out and just relax into my naked self.  I don't have to perform.  I don't have to light up the room.  I just get to listen to music and follow the lead from the yoga master Ami Amore.  The gatherings are smaller in number than the other events and that's how I like it.  It's a more personal time to meet and greet old friends and the occasional new comer. 

In a few weeks I'll do a whole piece on nothing but a high light of yoga, Black light body paint yoga. This hands down is one of my favorite ways and times to be naked with friends.  I won't give away my next writing.  You'll just have to wait to hear more.

http://www.meetup.com/STL-Clothing-Optional-Yoga/

Modeling

Ok, ya got me.  I love to be seen naked too.  I love to be behind a lens or a sketch pencil but it's a major rush for this naked attention seeker to pose for another photographer or artist.  I began my modeling side as many do by posing in local art classes at the colleges.  This is not one of my more frequent activities.  It happens when needed but not looked for.  To pose nude these days is a throw back to my early days in this lifestyle.  It's a simple way for , I'll say, beginners to experiment with nudity outside of their own bathroom and bedroom.  

If I can help another creative individual get into their art form then I am happy to do so.  It doesn't take me long to get comfy to a studio or set.  

My ending note to this segment is that it all must have balance.  Without proper balance anyone of these activities can cause the whole house of cards to fall.  I think I wrote this blog to flush out all the areas of my life and to prioritize my schedule.  Dear God, I look back and thin I may be a little over exposed.  Either I am doing this for a true goal or I'm shedding my clothes for no reason at all.  I hope that you take out of this the need to look at what you enjoy and see that too much of a good thing is not always good.  It's a blast being naked but this is a long distance run, not a sprint to become the Most Naked Person in the Country.  Vote for me!

CUMBUSTER

My favorite scene was coming up. It was hard to believe a movie this great was thirty-years-old. I peered through the hole in the wall where the projector shot the film to the screen inside the theater. Goldsmith Theater loved offering the oldies on Saturday nights’ midnight showings. Sometimes the seats were packed, sometimes not so much. Tonight was in between.I tugged the licorice between my teeth when the door clicked closed. Pulling my gaze away from the movie, I turned to see what the manager wanted.

Only it wasn’t the manager.

Samantha leaned against the door and ran her tongue over her lips. That was enough to turn my dick to granite, but we’d played this game all summer and nothing had happened. Despite her appearance, I didn’t think anyway was about to change.Until her fingers found the doorknob and turned the lock.I want you inside me, sounded through the speakers with epic timing.Samantha moved toward me, unhooking a button with each step.  The white blouse hung open revealing her lace white bra and milky skin. I couldn’t move. This was unbelievable. The movie continued in the theater, but I’d lost all recognition of what was going on as Samantha freed her blonde hair from her pontytail. She straddled my lap, her navy skirt rising to her hips. I opened my mouth, but she shushed me with her finger over my lips. Her fingers hovered over my shoulders then traced their way to my wrists, pulling them behind the flimsy metal chair and tying them securely with her ponytail band.

She leaned away, a smile growing across her face. God, she was beautiful. Her hazel eyes twinkled in the dim light. I tried to free my hands because touching her would be equal to touching the Holy Grail. The elastic band stretched, but not enough. Samantha slid off my lap slowly, pressing into my bulging pants.The lights of the flickering movie highlighted her body as she shrugged the shirt off her shoulders. Her hand snaked up her sides and around her back. I thought she was going for the bra, but instead she slid her fingers toward her skirt and unzipped it. With a wiggle of her hips, it fell to the floor. Holy hell, she wasn’t wearing panties. Whether she came to work without them or slipped them off before coming up to the projection room, I didn’t know and I didn’t fucking care. The dramatic music from the screen enhanced the seductive dance, along with parts of my anatomy that were already well enhanced.

I shifted in my uncomfortable chair, wanting nothing more than to speed up the process. Samantha swayed toward me and put her hands on my shoulders. She squeezed slightly before letting go and dropping to her knees. Thank God she locked the door. If Mr. Goldsmith walked in, we’d be out of a job. And he’d probably end up in the hospital. Or run for his camera.Her gaze lingered on mine for a few moments. Long enough that the climax of the movie was getting closer. The jovial music now playing didn’t match my mood. My zipper came down and Samantha freed my erection. If only she’d free my hands. Her skin had to be as soft as silk. While I fantasized about touching her, she tightened her grip and licked me from balls to tip.

They go up, my favorite character from the film said.

Yes, I did go up. It was as if my cock was stretching for new heights just to prove to Samantha I could get as big as she needed.

She took me completely into her mouth, her tongue dancing a solo ballet around my solid mass. My hips thrust deeper into her throat until I almost lost control. Fuck, her mouth was warm and hot. I could only imagine how her body would feel around me.As if reading my mind, she pulled away and stood, putting one leg on the chair. Her smooth pussy was right at my eye level. I couldn’t turn away. With one hand, she rubbed her clit as the other hand worked its fingers into her body. I ached as she pushed herself closer to the edge. Fuck, I wanted to see her go over.

If someone asks if you’re a god, you say YES, one of the characters said just as Samantha moaned.She slipped her wet fingers out and pressed them into my mouth. I closed my eyes, savoring every lick of her as she guided me inside her. Using the chair to press me balls deep.

Grab your stick. Holdin’.Oh, yeah, she had it. Her hips lifted until I was almost out, then she slammed down on me.Heat ‘em up. Smokin’.Holy fucking heaven, we were smoking. If the room got any hotter, we’d burn the film. Make ‘em hard. Ready.

I wasn’t going to be hard much longer. Oh, fuck. She rode me like a bronco. I matched her thrusts, the smacking of our bodies echoing in the tiny space. I couldn’t hold off much longer, as much as I wanted to wait for her. My vision blurred. My breath shorted out. If my heart raced any faster, I’d be the one at the ER. But it would totally be worth it.

Throw it.

Samantha’s moans shattered the rest of my control. I felt her orgasm massage my dick into an explosion of its own. She collapsed against my chest. I kissed her neck because that was all I could reach. She sat back and smiled, her hair clinging to her forehead, then slid off. Not once did she look at me as she dressed. Not even when she untied my hands. I opened my mouth a few times, but there wasn’t anything I could say that wouldn’t ruin the moment.

Samantha sauntered out the door, pulling her hair back into its ponytail.I glanced at the movie. The characters were covered with a white goo.Zipping my pants, I smiled.  

What Trips Your Trigger?

The ways to reach that amazing state of arousal

Just recently I was given a list of questions to answer dealing with the almighty erection. The erection is the male tell tale sign of arousal.  It is the outward sign that the male has some blood flowing to his penis.  I stated that just because the penis is erect doesn't mean the male is mentally going to jump someone's bones.  It is just the outward signature of juices flowing. In the female there are definitely juices flowing as well as the vagina lips begin to be reddish in color and swollen.  Today's single question is what really trips your trigger or what causes the juices to start to flow down your thigh.

I'll begin with the five senses that most all humans have: Sight, Sound, Taste, Smell and Touch.  I recently read an article where couples were competing with each other and the winning team had the male's penis erect the fastest.  The erection had to come without manual stimulation or touch and insertion was obviously against the rules. What else can we do or have done to us that will get us excited enough to have our bodies modified in a pleasurable way?  Let me first deal with the easiest way in my opinion to become aroused, touch.

TOUCH

I'll say most orgasms are achieved by direct stimulation, either by a body part or an instrument.  The orgasm and release may be reached by these means but today's topic is how do we even reach the point of total excitement.  Before we even get to the section of arousal for an orgasm we have to have the body ready for release.  When touching is discussed it is not meant for just the genital region totally.  Someone may brush up against you seductively or rub your thigh.  The skin against skin feeling of a relaxing massage my be just enough to do it.  Where do you like to be touched?  Everyone is a little different and their area may be not the location you go straight toward.  Once you find that special area of a certain person they can be putty in your hands, literally.  

Pillows or couches or even bicycle seats all have been responsible for that cause of wetness to occur.  "Oh, I have to be careful riding my bike because if I start to get sweaty down there I'll start to really get wet".  I've heard this from female friends at the World Naked Bike Ride.  The vibration and the position of the seat between their legs has caused a fun friendly friction outcome.  For guys it may just be the movement of the penis within a pair of pants.  In addition, it may only take the feeling of water in a pool caressing the penis to be aroused.  Like I said, Touch is a no brainer to achieving the arousal state.

SMELL

In order to use smell as a catalyst for arousal you may need a frame of reference.  The sense of smell has been studied for quite a long time.  It's why we have a perfume section in the stores.  It may range from sweet smells to even a burly sweaty smell.  Smells are part of our primal sexual urges.  It is our way of deep down signaling for a partner and to show that we are ready to do the nasty.  The smell does not always have to deal with another person's aroma but it be be a smell that associates a person to a location or a time when a past sexual experience took place.  That whiff of a cool ocean breeze may harken back to a summer on the beach for Spring Break when early adulthood sex was at its finest.  It brings back memories and has a conditioned response or reaction to the nether region.  

For a personal story it doesn't go too far back.  In fact, the smell reaction took place at my last haircut.  It was not a place where I thought I'd become aroused.  The female stylist began her sculpting of my hair when all of a sudden I got a hint of some perfume.  I don't know what she had on but it made my penis jump toward the ceiling.  I was so glad for that backwards cape that they cover you with.  It served a few purposes that night.  It was all I could do to shorten the length of that unruly erection

TASTE

"Oh My Gawd, Have you tasted this chocolate cake?  It's orgasmic!"  The oral sensation of your favorite food may cause all sort of reactions.  It's what keeps us coming back for more at the buffet as well as the buffet of sensual pleasure.  Much of a sexual experience with a couple is begun with foreplay which at times includes oral sex.  Whether it be from ingredients from a Betty Crocker mix or even a taste of Betty the oral fixation can get the arousal state to the dinner table.

Maybe it's because I'm not a big eater (of food) but taste hasn't gotten me to that ideal state of arousal.  I wish I had more of a personal story for you but I just haven't had something on my tongue sweet enough.

SOUND

Phone sex revolves around this sense.  One of the most intense senses is the sense of hearing and sound.  Talk dirty to me. Tell me how you like it.  You want to hear that response of your partner.  It heightens the experience. It shows that the missile is hitting its intended target.  Although, the faked orgasm it ultimately held together by sound.  Oh God , yes baby give it to me. Oh ya baby, you know how to do it.  Not only does sound involve words but the physical sound made by a body in motion.  It could be the slapping of skin or the sound of moisture mixed with the actual physical sense of moisture.  

With sound comes direction , with direction comes control.  If a female says to take your clothes off or any gender hears another person is commanded to strip naked that may be just enough to entice that submissive into total arousal.  When a person knows that they have you in the palm of their hand they can order a meal at Taco Bell and have it come off erotic.  I knew a girl that could just yawn a certain way and I was a spent cookie.  Just the right sexy , sultry voice can win over a conversation.  If that owner of the voice knows what they are doing , they can be dangerous.  Just like Pavlov's dogs, an individual can be conditioned to respond in an aroused manner by a look, touch and even a slight vocal tone.

I must admit that more computer's volumes are turned down at night because of that sound that may give away a night of alone time.   You just want that video to not be so loud or the girl just needs to moan at a lower octave.  

SIGHT

An unfortunate by product of being a nudist and seeing my friends nude regularly is that I may be too used to seeing nude people.  Magazines and bares have lived off of the fact that people are ultimately voyeurs initially.  That young boy found his manhood by finding dad's Playboy under the bed.  Sight provided an in-sight into what he may be missing or what he will soon crave.  It's not tough to look at the opposite sex and see what you don't have and wish to have it.  

Sight offers up images of areas not normally touched on your own body.  It's an object of sexuality if raised to believe certain body parts are there for sexual experiences only.  If you are a nudist then you are comfortable around the opposite sex because you see the person before you see the body parts that you see on a day to day basis.  When you see a male topless cutting his lawn you see a hairy chested guy and move on from it.  Although, if a female sees a hot bare chested guy dripping with sweat that sight may just cause her to run home and strip those yoga pants off and reach for BOB.  We are in a day and age where the female nipple is campaigning for release from its prison.  If the female nipple is a normal thing to be seen then hopefully, possibly the female nipple or breast will not be so sexually objectified.  The female breast may look leaps and bounds better than a male breast but that doesn't mean it has to be hidden.

I won't admit to being a choir boy under my nude robes.  There are times when seeing a nude body in just the right moment or the right shape that trips your trigger that causes a reaction.  We are still human.  We still admire a shape and how mother nature has molded it.  

We have gone over the sight of a naked body but that is a static display.  If you get a naked or clothed body involved in almost any act the viewer can become aroused.  If she bends over to pick something off the floor and her perfect ass is displayed for you it can be lights out.  Gratuitous nudity is definitely used to pump up ratings for any move or show.  Oh the story may be perfectly written but add a couple boob or ass shots and you have a summer sensation.

THE MIND FUCK

I don't want to use the term Sixth Sense because then you might imagine Bruce Willis naked.  If that trips your trigger than so be it but put your mind on idle for now.  The psychological mind fuck can string a person along for hours, days if not years.  Depending on how string your mental will is you can fight against it if you want.  The idea of potentially seeing someone naked or clothed can drive a person wild.  Oh my God I can't wait until Saturday.  I hope they are coming.  I haven't seen them in so long.  Your mind alone can stir you up so bad that the build up is more enticing than the actual event.  

The term, "Wrapped around their finger" means that the ultimate mind fuck is happening to someone.  It may be lead by sexual favors or just some means of psychological control.  If you are wrapped around someone in hopes that you will some day be wrapped around them literally then you know that mind control is paramount when it comes to getting to an aroused state.  If all you have to do is think about a person or a possible experience then no matter what sense comes in to play the state of arousal will be on its way.

When I wake up as a human kick stand it does not happen by the senses since I don't wrap myself in clothes or silk sheets.  It happens because my mind is relaxed and a dream may have occurred.  The mind itself is a powerful thing and should not be wasted for it may be only way you can get your juices dripping down your leg.  I look forward to see what my day or night dreams produce.

THE UNKNOWN

I call this section the cover all.  There are times when you may get aroused for no reason at all.  You are God damn gifted Gump and can just walk around juicing yourself for no apparent reason.  As a younger teen into your twenties it may just occur because you were breathing.  The effortless state of arousal is some of the best surprises.  Oh hey, look what just happened.  It may be a combination of one of the senses combined with a self mind fuck.  

As an example, I was modeling at an event with a few other nude models.  One female model got down from her pose and sheepishly asked if anyone could tell how wet she got.  I honestly wasn't looking there.  She had stated that just being up on the stand and knowing she was being looked at got her all excited.  She just experienced an exhibitionists self mind fuck.  It is what drives exhibitionists to strip for others and enjoy the eyes doing the the elevator move.  We, I mean some, live off of that rush and use it for those dreams in the future.  

For my own experience with this unknown I shall set the scene.  I was enjoying a warm summer evening naked on my deck.  It may have been a relaxed feeling from a can of Bud Light and/or a warm summer breeze caressing my twig and berries but up it went to a strong erection.  I wasn't even in the mind set and the senses weren't truly at a high level but none the less I was ready for something.  That arousal state came out of nowhere only to be capped off with a full release as if a ghost hand had wrapped around me.  Let's say I didn't complain but was glad I didn't mess my shorts.  A natural arousal state au naturel.

BOTTOM LINE

What ever trips your trigger, thank what ever entity for it.  It will reduce your stress and make each and every day it occurs the most fantastic experience until your next piece of chocolate.  Turn your faucets on and let it out, up or in.  Clean up aisle three please!!!