My First Naked Dinner Party

Contributed by Brent Turnbull, Lavalife

This past summer as I was lounging around my friend's pool during one of many heat waves, she remarked, "It's so hot, I bet my sister Liz is having one of her naked barbecues."

My first thought was, "Huh?" Followed quickly by, "Do you have her photo and how do I get invited?" After much convincing as to the journalistic-mindedness of my intentions I was able to pry Liz's number from her far-too-protective sister.

Accidental Nudity

Liz insists that she's not a nudist, and doesn't participate in other nudist activities. "The truth is that these things really started out by accident," Liz told me. "One night we were having a pool party and barbecue when we decided to go for an adult swim. Then the food was ready and we were eating our hamburgers before anyone realized we hadn't put our clothes back on. I don't think it would have happened without the booze."

As to the why of having a naked dinner party, she answers, "To spice things up a bit." Dinner parties are fun, but this adds a whole new element to the mix. It gets people out of their comfort zone and breaks down the barriers a bit. Mix that with the sexual energy it creates and you have a potent mix.

Cooking With a Naked Flame

Liz recommended that I cook fully clothed both to avoid the splatter of hot sauces and unintentional hair in food -- yikes! If you do decide to cook naked, be sure to wear an apron to protect against said splatters. And serve food without the potential to splatter your guests, for obvious reasons.

Taking it all Off

When it was time for dinner, all of the guests privately disrobed and came to the table wrapped in a towel that they had brought with them. The towel is important as it gives everyone something cushy to sit on throughout the evening. I chose to light the table in flattering candlelight. For Susan this was a moment of sheer terror.

"I kept wondering if my boobs would be as perky as the other women and if my body would jiggle in places I didn't want," she admitted later. The guys were unanimous in pronouncing their number one fear -- penis size. Said Jack, "It really puts you on the spot with the women at the party and the dumb thing is that it isn't related at all to the size of your erection. But, I was still afraid I might lose out on an opportunity with one of them because of it." Speaking of erections, none happened although that seemed to be the second most dominant fear among the men.

Anyway, we raised our glasses and toasted. Then on the count of three, dropped the towels. Awkward? Oh yeah. Embarrassing? You bet. Exhilarating? That too. "At first I had no idea where to look," said Emma, "I was desperately holding onto people's eyes to avoid seeing their body."

As the libations continued, however, people started to relax into it and even flirt. It's amazing how nudity breaks down the barriers we otherwise construct around ourselves. Without clothing that says you're funky/rich/tasteful/sexy you have to rely more on what's inside to convey who you are. That's not to say there wasn't any primping for the naked portion of the party. Taking a poll we discovered that all eight of us had trimmed or shaven before coming; six had hit the gym that day; two visited the tanning booth; five were wearing body make up of some sort, and three had affixed temporary body art.

After dinner, we kept on drinking and the flirting was going like mad. I had enacted a no-sex rule in the house so people slowly drifted away into the night. If you want an orgy, I'm sure the naked dinner would be a good start but it just wasn't my thing. And in answer to the burning question on your minds, yes there were some hook ups. Two, to be precise, but my lips are sealed.

Hosting Your Own

Would I do it again? I think so. It really was exhilarating and I found that we were able to share an intimacy otherwise lacking in normal social interaction. Also, it's a great way to see people naked. I'll give the final word to Randy, who called me the next day to thank me for convincing him to attend.

"Dude, that was one of the craziest things I've ever done, but I'm glad I did. I thought it would be weird being naked in front of everyone, and it was at first. But after a while I just felt really free. And it was totally sexy eating dinner with naked chicks."

Disappointingly, the timing didn't work out for me to attend one of hers, so I had to do the only natural thing and host my own.

Who Do You Want to See Naked?

My initial guest list included Angelina Jolie, Jessica Alba and Kate Moss, but their publicists failed to return my calls. So, it was back to the drawing board. I decided to eliminate couples as I didn't really want to see my buddies' girlfriends naked -- too much baggage later on. I also elected to go a bit outside of my regular social circle as I thought it would be easier not to have the mental image of my naked friends in my head every time we partied together. So, I talked to acquaintances, chatted about it with people at parties and even solicited references for hot, single and adventurous women (and average-looking guys) from friends.

Most people's initial reaction was, "Are you crazy?" I countered with hot and single. They replied with, "Other people are going to see me naked." I threw in tasteful lighting and lots of wine. At that point, "I have to admit I'm curious," reared its head. That's when I hit them with, "Don't look back on this moment and regret not taking the chance to do something so crazy while you still have the freedom (and the body) to do so." (Nora Ephron would be so proud - Ed)

I think that's what won people over more than anything -- sheer curiosity and a "what the hell" attitude. I also discovered that it takes a very adventurous soul to attend one of these things, especially where women are concerned. I pitched it as an evening of sexy mingling to set your parts a-tingling and I eventually managed to cobble together seven slightly terrified singles to try my naked fare. But I should add that the number one comment after accepting my invitation was, "Man, I've gotta hit the gym."

The Cock-Tail Hour

To prepare for my guests, I raised the temperature to a comfortable level and ensured the windows were well covered to discourage peeping Toms. We spent the appetizer and cocktail hour fully clothed so everyone could get comfortable with each other. Interestingly, it felt a lot like a high-school dance. The guys and girls talked a lot to each other and there was lots of nervous joking. As Randy later remarked, "I was definitely eyeing up the girls and wondering what they looked like but also secretly trying to figure out if I'd have the biggest package." If my experience is any guide, you'll also find the cocktails go down a little faster than usual.

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