Nude Mall Adventures

I have always loved the concept of walking nude through a mall. In this country, it is difficult to fulfill that fantasy. In other countries, you can ultimately get away with it; not without a few problems, but almost unscathed. These are two adventures, one in the USA and one in Japan.

The first one is in this country. I live within a block and a half of a mall. The mall is at the corner of two fairly busy streets. However, at two in the morning it is not too bad. There are cars; but not enough to cause too many problems. At 2:00 one morning I decided to try it. I stripped completely nude (no flip-flops, no jewelry, not even a watch.)

I walked out of my apartment, and down the stairs. I entered the parking lot; I love being naked outside. I walked down the parking lot to the street, turned right and headed for the mall. During the day, two entrances are open. I went to the closest one, right on the street, but it was locked. I walked toward the entrance to the parking garage, turned left and headed to the inside entrance. It was still open. I walked through the mall, past the elevators, up a short flight of stairs, pushed on the door, stepped in, and there I was, completely nude in the mall.

I started walking around. As I wandered around, I could see the reflection of my nude body in the store windows, I stood and looked at my reflection, thinking about what I was doing. What a rush. I went up the escalators, walking as they were stopped, to the top floor. I walked around the entire mall. As I was finishing circling around the top level, and was preparing to walk down the escalator; I walked past one of the offshoots off the main floor, and there was a cleaning lady. I am standing there naked, and she looks up. She sees me, but is not shocked. She just smiles, and goes about her business. I went down the escalator and walked around that floor. I walked to the lower level. I circumnavigated that floor and decided to walk down to the food court. I walked passed each food purveyors place. It was exciting wandering around there nude. All of a sudden, I heard voices. Because of the acoustics, It was hard to determine where they came from. There was only one way out, up the escalator and about 200 feet to where I came in. I climbed the escalator and started toward the exit. As I went toward the exit, I looked down into the food court and saw three maintenance guys moving across the food court. That was close. I would like to have them see me, but that might not be a good idea. I walked to the exit, entered the garage, and exited the mall.

I noticed there were more cars driving by than when I entered. I watched until it was clear, and walked across the street. I headed up the street to my apartment and coming toward me was a car. Usually, cars are parked along the street I could hide behind; not at 2:30 in the morning. So, I just continued walking, and they drove by. I could see their headlights hit me. I have no idea whether they saw me or not; I hope so. I walked across my parking lot, up the stairs and into my apartment. I was very exhilarated. Wow.

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My second adventure was much more daring. It was on a business trip to Japan. I love Japan; I lived there as a kid, and went there in the service. This trip was to Kobe. I searched for a mall near my hotel. There was one about four miles away. I figured, based on some experience , that the Japanese do not take as dim a view of nudity as we do. You still have to be careful, but you have more leeway.

I got in my car and headed for the mall. My first problem entailed having to park pretty far from the entrance. I was going to walk in naked, so it be sad if I never made it to the mall without an encounter. I parked, and stripped fully nude in the car. I would go in with nothing with which to cover myself. I only had a wallet that went on my wrist in case I purchased anything, or needed ID. I exited the car completely nude. I closed the door, but did not lock it; I left the keys under the seat.

I was about 600 feet from the entrance. There were no people in my parking row. However, I could see the heads of people walking in and out. I got to the entrance at the same time as a woman and her boyfriend. I held the door for them; they looked at like I was crazy. I entered behind them. There were quite a few people. I could see a few of them look at me; a few stared; others just looked back down; and others just ignored me. I walked on by stores and came to a music store. I went in. Again I got various reactions.

A saleslady actually approached me and asked, "Can I help you?" She spoke English.

I said, "No thank you, I am just looking."

She said, "If you need anything, let me know." She just walked away.

I walked through the store getting glances from almost everyone. I saw a couple of young men, laughing like crazy. What was great was that everyone saw me; what a feeling. I exited the store back into the mall. I continued through the mall entering a store now and then. There was a Victoria's Secret I decided to enter. The salespeople were very helpful. They did not seem phased at all. A couple of them even brushed against me; yes, they even brushed my cock. I wandered around because I liked the attention. Finally, I thanked them and left.

As I wandered around, I passed a pachinko parlor. That is a very popular non-electronic arcade game. There are hundreds of machines that look like pinball machines turned upright. I think in some places you can will money in these places. The rows of machines are very close together. I guess so they can get more machines in there. I decided to go in and just walk up the aisles. That is hard to do without bumping someone. While I am sure somebody saw me, but no one cared.

My last stop was the food court. I looked around and settled on a tempura place.I was about to order when I was grabbed by a security guard. Uh-oh.

He said, "Please follow me." Again in pretty good English.

So, he walked me to a tiny mall jail. They actually put me in a cell. There was a girl in there, probably about twenty, looking kind of ticked.

She spoke Japanese to me, I speak some. She asked what was I doing walking around naked?"

I said, "It was a fantasy to walk nude through a mall. I thought I would have a better chance here because the Japanese are not as prudish as Americans. I guess I was wrong."

She laughed.

I said, "What are you in for?"

"They caught me trying to shoplift some pants." she said.

I said, "That's not good."

She said, "No it isn't."

That was the end of that conversation. The guard let me out of the cell. They had apparently checked my ID (Good I brought my wallet.) They had called the hotel to verify I was staying there. They suggested I not do this anymore. They walked me to my car, he made sure I started it and left. I drove back to the hotel, I did not bother to dress. I walked through the lobby, to the elevator, and to my room. It was everything I thought it would be; one more thing off the old bucket list.