Regular Friday, Wake up at 5 am and get dressed for work. I work as a technician for a Bell Contracter, splicing fibre cables. Even though at first I wasn't really into it. The job really did grow on me, I'm also actually very grateful for this job. I'm only 20 years old making pretty decent money for someone his age. About 5'11" dark skinned, single an...
THE FIRST DINNER Dinner was quite extraordinary. Our host could not stay away from our table. He had to return time after time to ogle the erotic sight of his first nude diner. There were four chairs, so we invited him to sit with us, and to drink some Champagne. We explained that it was National Nude Day. He joked that I should also be nude. I explained t...
Leanne grew excited as her tattoo appointment slowly crept closer. She had been waiting for six months for Dean, the tattooist, to add to her design. Although impatient at times, she experienced arousal while the thin needle entered her skin. It was her second appointment to finish her first tattoo, a very large piece on her lower back. At her previous appo...
Saturday afternoon - what were they all doing? Dear readers: You may be totally confused by this story. If you are please do read the sequences leading up to Saturday afternoon following Nude Monday. Thank you! SATURDAY AFTERNOON – Parlour Girl When my Partner left her workshop there was complete, stony, silence in the room. She went out, hand in hand...
Dear Readers: Please read the other Piercing for National Nude Day stories to understand this tale – Thank you. SATURDAY MORNING Breakfast was stretching into brunch, when Parlour Girl remembered that she was the manageress of an upmarket piercing parlour. She thought for a few seconds, then decided that she should put a notice in the window when they we...
Dinner On Friday Dear Readers: Please read Piercing for National Nude Day, and Chapter 2, to get a flavour of how this tale has evolved. Happy reading, and enjoy yourselves! It took our young driver a minute, or two, to regain his composure. Initially we all thought that he might have a heart attack. He turned very pale as he stood, mouth wide open, loo...
"I can't believe we're doing this..." Nancy Mckenna, the latina female cop said to her black partner as both had gone to a massage parlour to meet a contact and taken off their clothes and both were dressed in pink dressing gowns. They were both naked beneath the gowns and in their bare-feet as well. Syd looked to her latina partner and replied, &q...
This is intended to be a collection of Threads that represent real life experiences whilst on the swinging scene. Once approved the threads added will be the individual experiences to date.What's next? Nude Cleaning Service The joys of babysitting. Massage parlour heaven. The gi...
(In the 1950s it was Coopers Jockey Y Fronts that were the fashion statement in male underwear. Goggle, and explore what I mean. They were high waisted. They did not sit on the man's hips but rode higher than the navel. A big Y shaped opening on the front was their hallmark. Elastic kept the legs tight- until they got old and worn and the elastic became infi...
I deeply regret having to say this but I'm afraid I'm just not what I was anymore. Hello, my name's Nancy and l've only recently discovered that I'm dead. This has come as one Hell of shock to all who know me and myself in particular since it wasn't what I was planning on being at all. A short time ago, I was a happy, lively, twenty year old library assistan...