Risky Exhibitionism Bundle: Five Public Nudity CMNF Stories

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Callie was probably the closest friend to Anna. Callie was a tall redhead with big green eyes, a poor man's Emma Stone. I'd seen her in a bikini a few times before and I couldn't help but be attracted to her. She was fun and flirty and adventurous. She and her boyfriend Charlie had gone up to the lake a few days ago to get it all cleaned up before the rest of us arrived.

My husband was really turned on at the idea of me being into CMNF, he asked me about it and we researched it all together. He isn’t the jealous type so him knowing that strangers or people we knew were looking at me didn’t affect him, in fact we realized it turned him on. He liked his friends or strangers knowing how good I looked under my clothes adn he encouraged me to step further into the kink. I had experimented with it before but never to this degree. I was beginning to worry about where this was leading, but just then, we heard a nurse outside call for him. Before we got married I wanted my friends to see my fiancee, Marie, and confirm that I had made the right decision. By seeing her, I mean that they would see her in her birthday suit. I didn’t think she would agree but she said sure without hesitation. I invited 6 of my best friends and their wives or girlfriends to a get together so they can meet my fiancee. I wanted females there as they were more critical than men. Synopsis: Cindy is a college art student. One day in her life model class, she finds out everyone has to be a nude model and today is her day. Based on a true story. Naked Fiction is a broad category of content and can mean many things to many people. But it is content primarily focused on separating characters from their clothes for any number of reasons. Naked Fiction is usually broken into categories. For example, some of the common acronyms include:

Example of a suitable story line: A woman wearing nothing but a dog collar and leash gets led around town by her master. Did he figure out what is wrong?" the blonde asked me. My hello kitty was really tingling now, but I had to answer. Cindy’s thigh muscles were exposed, but so was her pussy. Her wet and SHAVED (due to fighting heat rash) pussy. The embarrassment ratcheted up when Cindy realized this. She overheard the girls saying: I’m surprised she shaves “down there”. Beavis and Butthead yelled: “SHIT, BARE-ASS TWAT!!! DAMN, WHAT A DAY!!” The prof shushed them. Most guys were just staring at her, not drawing. A few other girls were angrily drawing, the word “slut” was being whispered. The prof was having to yell at guys to draw, the girls to shut up, in that condescending way that weak pompous asses do. Quiet tumult best describes it. Anna blushed, but Callie was unperturbed. It was a marvel to see her smokeshow of a body stride so confidently outside without a stitch of clothing on. "Wouldn't you like to know?" she smirked.

Callie didn't slow down. In between pants, she said, "No - worries - hey - no - inhibitions - right?"Rob accepted this as one of my eccentricities. When we moved in together, I insisted that spending money on presents was an extravagance. We were both postgraduate students, living in a dilapidated house on the edge of the campus and subsisting on a modest income from lecturing and tutoring. But we were not impoverished. I just wanted our money spent on things that made sense (to me).