I agree with all of y'all about how liberating it feels to walk around naked. I spend a good portion of each day wearing only my birthday suit. However, being "protected" by the privacy of your home is nowhere near as liberating as walking around naked while being outside. While I've felt "free" on plenty of ocassions, like short strolls on the beach or walking across the street to get my mail, my most "uncumbered" hike was the night I drove down to the local country club. Once in the parking lot next to the golf pro shop, I stripped ALL of my clothes off, with the exception of a pair of no show socks and my walking shoes, and left them in my vehicle while I proceeded to walk 27 holes on the golf course by the light of a full moon. This included crossing public streets twice and walking about a quarter of a mile down the main sidewalks of an exclusive neighborhood. I wore a small headlamp on my head, so I wouldn't step in a gopher hole, and carried a smart phone in the other which was displaying an app that ran a slideshow of my favorite jackoff pictures. This left one hand free for other activities.
There was no staying in the shadows of the trees either. I would walk onto each tee box, as if I were playing the game, and then proceed right down the middle of the fairways which were lined on both sides by fancy homes; several of which had people sitting on their patios, enjoying the warm summer night. My free hand was always keeping my cock in a state of arousal as I walked while periodically glancing at my phone. But when I reached a green, I would walk to where the flag was and then bring myself to the edge of orgasm while I looked in detail at those "naughty" pictures on my phone. When I was finally standing on that 27th green, I finally let go of the pressure that had been building for almost three and a half hours. After a few waggles of my cock to free it from the last remaining drops of cum, I walked to the parking lot where I crawled back into my vehicle and drove "naked" back across town to my home. Once there, I sat on my patio and enjoyed a well deserved beer while I stroked out a second orgasm.