A few months later they were all informally sitting around the dining room table as had become pretty much the custom in the house. Amelia's webcam business was doing fine and she came to visit almost every day now. She was so used to being naked in the house that she now felt it would be out of place and even rude if she started dressing again. "Crescent Gi...
Chapter Ten - "Ask them to come over." "Ask them to come over," she said breathlessly and still quaking from her orgasm. "Now? Are you serious? You want my four, perverted friends to come over here now?" "Ask them," she said turning to look at me. She had a sly, sexy smile that I found so endearing and that made me want to stick my tongue down her throat...
The story so far: after their wild camping ended in embarrassment for Lisa, with her being exposed naked to a stranger, she and her best friend, nudist/exhibitionist Becky, have relocated to a commercial campsite for the remainder of their holiday... Chapter 13 – Camping Carry-on As Lisa had expected, Becky was finding the fact that she suddenly had to wea...
I can now say that I am a nudist. Even at my age, 75, I explore new worlds and try to do things that I never could while I was married. Being a nudist is now one of those accomplishments. I am on a nudist website as a member. Over the course of the past year, I have met, online, several nudists who live in my area and recently chatted with a female nudist b...
An empty locker. An emptier locker room. Apart from Danny Russo, the 18-year-old kid stuck in the limbo between high school and college. He chewed at his fingernails, kicked at the floor. He did whatever he could to take his mind off the situation at hand. It was all so absurd. Maggie Turner, his best friend and secret crush, a secret he planned on taking...
Readers: All characters in this fictional story are 18 and over. This story is VERY loosely based on a story I was told several years ago while visiting a nudist resort. I chose to write it in the 1st person. ***** As a kid of 20 during the summer of 1980, I was the typical guy that had graduated high school, got his Associates Degree from Junior College,...
"Dig" Doug stared at the shelves and shelves of Atari cartridges, and took a big sip of his extra-large Mountain Dew. He thought about popping in one of the games and giving it a whirl. But, sadly, he had tired of pretty much every one. He was feeling a bit glum on this otherwise sunny summer day. The slightly-overweight 25-year-old was always a cutup aro...
A breeze wafted in from the ocean, ruffling the pages of The Demon-Haunted World. I slipped a bookmark in and set it onto the warm, eburnean sands around me. Waves lazily marched towards the shore, only to crash and dissipate once they reached their goal, their rhythmic susurrus a natural lullaby. The scent of the tropical sea surrounded me with a brisk, bri...
Before I knew better I thought a Nudist Camp would be a great place to expose myself. I soon learned that at nudist camps you cannot walk around with a hard on or even a partial hard on. Actually it's pretty difficult to get a hard on when no one around you is paying any attention to the fact that you are naked. There are no shocked looks. No giggles. No ten...
It started as a tension-reducing fantasy. Whenever work or the aggravations of city life started to get to me, I'd let my thoughts take me there. My 'fantasy flights' became more frequent. Far from being an outdoorsman, I needed to convince myself that I could do it. Standing on the lakeshore watching my outfitter's seaplane fade into the clear blue sky, I...