I guess you've figured out that I am a wannabe exhibitionist. If you read chapter one (and I'd suggest you do that first), you'll know that for as long as I can remember I loved to be naked. I'm really a good girl and while I spent a lot of my growing up years naked, around the house, outside, sunbathing, even going for long walk in the woods behind our house, no man had ever seen me naked until my wedding night. Alex, my husband, liked what he saw.

And while it was truly a thrill for Alex to finally see me naked...we had saved ourselves for marriage...it didn't put an end to me being a wannabe exhibitionist. With all my wanderings while naked, Alex was the first man to see me naked. I guess I had been lucky. I had been quite careful in my naked wanderings, even though in the back of my mind I wished someone would have seen me naked. I often wondered what I would do if I was...caught naked. Would I run? Cover up? Or just stand there and let them look?

After my last story we did consummate our marriage...again and again. And while we were both rookies in the making love department, we had some pretty hot times that week on our honeymoon. We learned fast how to please each other. Again and again (grin).

And I stayed naked as much as I could during that week. Every time we hit the hotel room I got naked in a hurry...unless Alex asked me to repeat my striptease, which I gladly did...and added some dancing...and some lap dances...and some boobs in his face...and some bending over and letting him see my pussy from behind. Yes, I got raunchy. I was allowed. We were married!

Which of course led to some great lovemaking...and even fucking.

One day while a pranced around our room stark naked I joked "I wonder if there is a nude beach around here."

Alex jumped at the chance and said, "let me check".

Getting naked on a beach would be a wonderful thrill but alas, there was none to be found. I was really surprised that Alex would have even considered it. I said it as a joke, but deep inside I wished we could find one. We never talked about that moment for quite a while.

My husband was seeing me in a different light, literally. He began to realize that I loved to be naked. He had never slept naked until our wedding night. I loved having his naked body next to mine and many a night turned into middle-of-the-night-sex. Either I'd wake up and start or he would. Being naked together really helped it along.

When we got home from our honeymoon and moved into our rented house he saw still another side of me. See, he didn't really understand why I would want to live outside the city in a more secluded place but he figured it out. I had rejected a lot of places because the neighbors would be able to see...too much, because I intended to spend some time outdoors naked. Needless to say, when he finally understood the method to my madness, he loved it!

We would spend a lot of time outdoors, naked. We'd eat out there, barbeque...ok, he wore an apron. But it turned out that he really liked being outside naked after getting over the initial terror of it.

As time went on I would share some of the things I did when I was younger and it always turned into some great sex. We even tried some naked walks in the woods...which led to great sex...in the woods.

But there was another idea forming in my mind. What would it be like to be naked in a room along with a group of men. I don't mean the men being naked. Just me. The men just looking at my naked body.

I found myself surfing the Internet on the subject. I found out that it was call CMNF, clothed men ,naked female. I also found out about CFNM, clothed female, naked man. They had quite a few videos about that, mostly male strippers dancing at a women's party. They got naked and allowed the women to stroke their cocks and even suck them off. And of course there were videos of those guys and one or two of the women fucking. So much for CFNM. That was NFNM. And there were a lot of videos of clothed women humiliating naked men. That DID NOT turn me on. A man's body was a beautiful thing. Enjoy it. Don't humiliate him. I guess I didn't understand that concept.

And most of the themes of CMNF videos also centered on humiliating the female. And then there were the strip club videos. That interested me more and one day I asked Alex if he'd ever been to a strip club. He looked shocked, hearing me ask that. But he hesitated long enough for me to know that he was lying when he said no.

"What brought THAT up?" he asked.

"I was just wondering."

"About what?"

"What it's like."

He was quiet for the rest of the evening and when we went to bed he asked, "would you like to go to a strip club some time?"

"I think I'd like to go one time."

"Male or female?" he asked.

"Male or female what?"

"A male or female strip club."

I smiled at the thought of going to a male strip club, but I said "female, of course. I wouldn't want to go without you. I would need protection. But not around here, of course", I laughed.

He was quiet again for a while. Finally as I was dosing off he said "OK". I smiled and dreamed of being onstage, dancing naked for a group of men.

So in June, we were planning a small vacation. Being newlyweds and fresh out of college, we didn't have the money to go to some big resort. We ended up in Dallas at Six Flags and White Water, staying at a Days Inn. I had done some research and saw that Dallas had some strip clubs. Some were topless and some were totally nude. I was interested in the totally nude clubs. Alex kidded me about taking him to a club where he would see naked women but I reminded him that he would be going home with me...all horny and ready for action. I trusted Alex not to get too excited.

Well, we went to a club and it turned out that it was amateur night. Really, I had no idea. Now, you're thinking that I entered the contest and won, but, you'd be wrong. I watched the girls and saw all they did on stage and part of me was excited, but I also watched the guys. They looked at the girls like they were a piece of meat. I didn't like that so much.

Some of the girls struggled getting naked and some just stripped down to nothing pretty fast and did some very graphic things. Sitting in front of the guys, spreading their legs and actually masturbating for them. They seemed to like to show their assholes. Well, at least the guys seemed to like that.

Bottom line, I was kind of turned off by it all. I had been rubbing Alex's leg and...sneaking a feel of his crotch, and of course his cock was growing. After a while I whispered in his ear, "How about we go back to the room and I'll do all that for you? Then I'll let you fuck my brains out."

Alex looked at me with wide eyes. I knew what he was thinking. I had never used the word fuck with him. He grabbed my hand and we scooted out of that place in a hurry.

In the car I asked him about the club, what he thought. He thought about it a moment and very carefully started talking. But he said the right thing. "I don't think any of those girls are as sexy as you." The boy is smart!

When we got back to the room I sat him on the bed and found some nice jazz on the radio and proceeded to strip for him. When I was naked I pulled him off the bed and made him sit in the chair. I laid down on the bed, aimed my legs at him and slowly spread them. Then I proceeded to masturbate for him. I had never done that before for him, but I was extremely horny and I wanted him to watch. As I was getting hotter and hotter I invited him closer between my legs.

I was huffing and puffing and rubbing and tweaking. As I got closer to a great orgasm I lifted my ass off the bed and arched my back and humped and humped my fingers. I came SO hard! And as I was coming down Alex slid forward and started licking me...and licking me...and licking me...to three more orgasms.

And the...well, you know what we did, but that's private. Sorry.

But my exhibitionistic tendencies continued. Wanna hear more?