Jessica and her parents had moved to a new city during the summer. It was now her first day of senior year for the school and the blonde bombshell was nervous. She missed her friends, and looked forward to making new ones. She did think it would be a blow for her reputation, that her father Ted was a teacher at her new school. Jessica was concerned that he’d...
We last experienced Sophie that summer night when she was nude with us for the first time [see story: Introducing Voluptuous Sophie to Nudism]. My wife Keiko, myself, my daughter Melody and her friend Sara had convinced the shy Sophie to get nude with us at our house in Miami. After plenty of prodding, she got nude in the hot tub, then joined us for a nu...
Copyright Neonurotic, July 2014 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ** Author's Note: This is my 2014 Nude Day story entry and meant...
This is the third story in a series. I strongly recommend that you read Her Second Job chapters 1 and 2 in order before reading this story. While this story's original inspiration was real events which happened many years ago, it is entirely fiction. Any similarities between any character in this story and any real person are coincidental and unintended. Co...
Our second favorite Beach and ramblings of a dirty old man. After retiring in 1994 we discovered a real legal nude beach on the east coast of Florida. This one is under 200 miles from home. It was there we renewed Dollie's photo shoot tit holding games with men of all ages playing with her tits as I took pictures. Now instead of a cheap film camera and a...
We've driven by Rooster Rock, a popular nude beach lots of times in the Columbia River Gorge. I've always wanted to stop, just to look and to check it out. Just to satisfy my curiosity. I've read from various sources that gay men frequent a section of this beach. I determined not to let this bother me, and formulated responses to politely decline any offe...
It was the summer of 1980, the year when I graduated from high school, the year I turned eighteen. I thought I had my life in order, I had already been admitted to music school at Ohio State, and I was working a part time job at Arbys, mostly weekends, for spending money. I'm 5'5, 116 pounds, 36C, and my mom has let me dye my hair blond since I was twelve. L...
There is nothing like being naked! I could smell her the minute she walked into Captain Bob's Bar and Grille. It was the unmistakable smell of a luscious pussy in heat. She was wearing a pretty pale yellow, spaghetti strapped sundress, and her tan was a perfectly golden match. Intuition told me that was all she was naked under that thin cotton garment. It...
If I wasn't such a hotshot when it comes to shooting pool, or if I didn't have such a big mouth, or such a tendency to make bets without thinking things through, this would've never happened to me. See, me and Julie were shooting a quick game of eight ball at Louie's, our usual watering hole, and she was--as frequently happened, since we were evenly matched...
Author's Note: This is the second chapter in a multi-part story called "The Swim Team." It is meant to be read in succession. If you have found this chapter first, I recommend visiting my author bio and start reading from chapter 1. Enjoy! ***** A couple practices passed, and Mei successfully had the whole team doing our thing in the nude each and every ti...