Quotes & Sayings About Skinny Dipping

Kay was only half skinny-dipping, but she fervently wished she'd worn something a bit more substantial than a baseball cap and the bottom half of the quintessential teeny-weenie yellow polka-dot bikini. — Babette James

When a fat person goes in the water naked, would it still be called skinny-dipping? — Anthony Liccione

I really wanted to go chunky-dunking tonight." Chunky-dunking is what Bella and her friends called skinny-dipping. — Melissa Foster

If I decide I want to go canoeing, I've got a canoe. If I want to take my dog with me, nobody tells me I can't do it. If I want to go skinny dipping and wash my body, I can take my clothes off. — Burt Shavitz

We've been swimming at nude beaches and I love to go skinny dipping, but I'm sorry, sitting on top of a mountain, that's just, you're trying to show off or something. That's ridiculous. — Andy Richter

She swallowed hard. "I want to try skinny-dipping." He was so still, she wasn't sure he was even breathing. — Anne Bishop

I celebrated [my 50th birthday] by throwing a big bowl on the pottery wheel, then going for a water ski at the lake on our property in the Catskills, and that night, skinny-dipping under the stars. Just being free and joyful. And that's how I [felt] about turning 50. — Marcia Gay Harden

This has just came in from high command. There will be no loitering on the beachhead. Anyone found skinny dipping or fishing with grenades will be put on a charge. Two marines have already been disciplined for this offence.' A few men laughed and he smiled. 'Also there will be no fraternisation with the local female populace. This will not be tolerated. High command believe they may well carry some exotic disease our doctors may not be able to treat.' That brought a little more laughter. 'Again two marines have already been disciplined,' the rest of his sentence was drowned out by the laughter. He waited until it died down again. 'In their defence the marines stated that the females plied them with a local beverage made from coconuts. As there doesn't seem to be any coconut trees in space the high command disbelieved their story. So don't try it, you won't get away with it. — J.W. Murison

Mary Webster was on the blower. Her advance agents saw Hank and me swimming in the middle of the river last night with no clothes on.
H'rm, said Atticus. He touched his glasses. I hope you weren't doing the backstroke. — Harper Lee

He shouldn't be the one to go; I'd used up the water. "Can't we get it in the morning?"
"It'll take me ten minutes." He shoved the couch aside enough to crack open the door. "Then I'll check the garage for a jack." He paused in the doorway. "Unless you want to go skinny-dipping. I'd risk being out at night for that — Kat Falls

You heard about the waterfall incident."
"No Protector hasn't."
Robin sighed. "One skinny-dipping session and a woman's branded a troublemaker for life."
"It wasn't the skinny dipping that got you in trouble."
"There was no way to know Donovan would be training the new soldiers over there that night. — Sarah McCarty

If she'd had any doubts he was a real deal country boy, they disappeared when he unabashedly stripped down to nothing - the sun had kissed his arms to mid-bicep, although his torso wasn't without a faint tan. She'd thought lazily that maybe he had a pond. She'd like to go skinny dipping with him. Leap onto his back and wrap her legs around his lean hips. Hold on to his broad shoulders and press her naked breasts into his back and drift into the cool water together.
As he opened his button-fly jeans, revealing snug briefs underneath, she'd whispered for him to stop. He was hard and sinewy in all the right places, with shadows and valleys she wanted to explore with her mouth and hands and eyes, but her touch first went to the line where dark faded to light on his arm, neatly following the curve of his muscles. Nice farmer's tan. — Zoe York

I'll fly Away took place in the 50's and 60's in America's South, and there are a couple of scenes where me and my friends are supposed to be skinny dipping with these girls. — Jeremy London

Skinny-dipping is like Paris. It's always a good idea. — Rebecca Paula

People who just wanted to make it work and knew it was going to be a real challenge. We were on the beach the first day and Donald [Sutherland] and I are playing best friends our whole lives. We met each other for 10 seconds the night before and we're sitting on a beach lining up a shot that we shoot a few minutes later, never having had a conversation with each other and then end up going skinny dipping in the Pacific Ocean buck-ass naked, not knowing who the other person is. — Richard Masur

Or just don't wear it. Then you can check off the skinny-dipping and kill two birds.'
'I'm not surfing naked, Asher.'
'Rats,' he said. — Wendy Wunder

For an Irish-Catholic boy with a nudity hang-up, it was an island of terrible freedom in a sea of No. — John Valentine

I love skinny-dipping. Night swimming as well; that's my favorite. — Jamie Lawson

She throws her jeans at me and dives into the pellucid lake, slicing through the water almost without a splash. A church bell rings out in the distance, echoing in the quiet aftermath of Everly's quick jump into the unexpected. — Rebecca Paula

Abraham Lincoln wasn't much of a dancer. "Miss Todd, I should like to dance with you in the worst way," he told his future wife. Miss Todd later said to a friend, "He certainly did."

"John Quincy Adams was a first-rate swimmer. Once when he was skinny-dipping in the Potomac River, a women reporter snatched his clothes and sat on them until he gave her an interview."

"(Andrew Johnson couldn't read until he was fourteen! He didn't learn to write until after he was married!) — Judith St. George

My friend Bo had just finished skinny-dipping when one of those bastards came trotting out of the woods and bit his dick clean off." "Just bit it off? Just like that?" "Yeah," I said. "Then that bastard pig put it on a stick and heated it over the campfire while Bo ran home and tried to explain it to his mama. — Nick Wilgus

I am not delicate.
I am skinny dipping at 2am;
I am dancing naked under the full moon and playing in the mud.
I am the reverberating echoes of a curse word ricocheting off the steeply sloping mountain you thought I couldn't climb;
I am bare skin in the deepest depths of winter; I am the song of courage, and the melody of freedom you long to sing.
I am a fearless mother.
I am a passionate lover; a devoted friend.
I am the healer, the witch, the nurturing of your wounds.
I am the heat of a wildfire, the rage of a storm.
I am strong.
Delicate things are pretty-cute, even.
But I am not delicate.
I am wild, fierce and unpredictable.
I am breathtaking.
I am beautiful.
I am sacred. — Brooke Hampton