Maybe you just moved to New York. You used to live somewhere else, somewhere down south maybe, where it’s warm a lot but people are more conservative than in New York, and consequently they wear clothing all the time. Like, ALL the time. Lying on the beach some people wear more there than you see people wearing to ride the subway here! But still, there are lines you thought couldn’t be crossed even in New York. You’d never seen a woman out in Central Park with nothing on above the waist, so why in the world would you think that was permitted?
But it is. And when you find that out, you just have to try it for yourself.
And it feels just about as wonderful as you thought it would: free and warm and wild and natural and delicious.
Gone is the city of steel and concrete and people talking into Bluetooth headsets as they careen around the sidewalks in business suits. Everything around you is green and alive and peaceful. A bird flies from branch to branch above your head. You’re very nearly as naked as she is. This is too good.
You want to tell everyone about this experience. You want your friends to get to feel what it’s like. You want to do it again yourself, and you want to do it with other women.
So you write to toplesspulpfiction@gmail.com. You join our group. And you get to do it all summer long.
It’s not make-believe.
It’s just happily ever after.
A very nice encouraging story for other women. 🙂
Beautifully done. MUUUUUUAAAAH
Incredibly sensuous, especially photos #2 and #6.
Nice photo essay. Was this member really from a southern state?
Yes.
Can anyone find out how this huge boulder got there. It doesn’t look like the ones I saw in my geology class in 1949. We were told these rocks were brought here during the ice age when it extended to here. We found scratch marks made in the bedrock by these boulders as they were dragged across the rock. The ones I saw were called roche mouton because they looked like sheep.
I love your comment, pguesswho, because, yes that must be a glacial erratic. Almost definitely. So, to the question, “What, in this photo, is unusual or out-of-place?” the answer is not the young woman wearing only panties. On a hot summer day that should be perfectly normal. That is kind of the point of the Society. Topfreedom is normal. The answer is the great huge black ?basaltic? boulder on top of a hill of light grey glacier worn ?granite?. When more people notice the rock than the woman, then we will have a truly enlightened society.
All of Long Island is glacier poop (sorry, North Shore, you too). It’s that line of dirt that you can’t quite sweep up into the dustpan. When I used to dig in the backyard, there would be 6″ of “soil” and you knew you were digging a deep hole when you got into the yellow sand.
Not praising the beauty and confidence of this young lady will be a crime. Kudos and hoping to see you completely naked in some of your private gatherings too. Btw which book was she reading ?
She didn’t have a book with her this time around. But like all our members, she has plenty she’s working her way through.
Very nice intro to the O.C.T.P.F.A.S. Should be on your welcome page full time.
She should be commended for both her bravery and her beauty 🙂
Brilliant.
Who else was there, apart from the photographer? Anyone?
A few people walked by. It was a fairly quiet spot in the park.
What I meant was, were there other octpfas members present? Apparently not, which makes her doubly brave. Safety in numbers and all that.
There were not. But it was broad daylight, and this isn’t the Central Park of 1976. It felt pretty safe.
“first time” stories are great! This should be a series or longer article with perspectives from first-timers during/after their first time, and octpfas regulars on their first time 🙂
Has anybody seen you, and said “oh hell yeah”, threw off their s/chains/shirt/ and joined you? I mean, you don’t have to have a book to just sit. You can meditate, or you can people-watch, or you can just look. Have you ever just *looked*? I mean, like *really* looked at everything you can see, and intentionally take notice of it? I did that in a street in Oslo, and after about ten minutes, noticed a statue sticking straight out of the top floor of the building looking down at me.
Yes, we’ve had women see us and come over and ask if they can join. It hasn’t happened very often, but several times, and some of them have become regular members.
It’s mid winter here in South Australia and our family has just spent a week out on our bush block, planting trees – as we do. We had a storm that threatened to destroy our camp and yesterday morning, at the place where we break the 800km drive on the way home, there was a perfect, glowing red, dawn – and a sheet of ice covering each of our cars! So the collection of pictures of you doing your thing in the hot sun that had built up meanwhile – we don’t have Internet, phone service, water or power out there – was a dramatic and refreshing contrast on our return. Long may you enjoy the freedom that you deserve.
Wonderful classy well done