This story is a true story of a friend of mine. She told me this story in confidence. She told me I could write her story but not to use her or any of her family’s names. So names have been changed but not the facts. I grew up in a small town in Carolinas. My parents were very religious and strict. I was one of seven children. We were not rich but we weren’...
The first time that I remember giving my future husband a glimpse of my true exhibitionistic nature was our first summer dating. I was 18 and he was 19. I had purchased a flowered mini dress that had a pair of white short shorts that went with it. The dress was so short it was obvious when I tried it on at the store; whatever was worn underneath would be...
Part 5 When I awoke the following morning, I found myself still naked and lying on my bedroom floor. There was some stiffness in my back from sleeping on the hard floor, but I was well rested because I made it through the night without experiencing one of my forced-nudity nightmares. Little did I know that I was about to experience one of my nightmares for...
I had drawn my blinds closed and changed into my short, terrycloth bathrobe. I knew I had another date scheduled for eight o'clock that night and part of me wished I hadn't made it. There were errands I needed to run, and my apartment needed a good cleaning, all of which sounded like an excuse not to meet another man. Then, as I was sitting back drinking a...
It all started a few months ago when I came home from work late one evening. My husband was home cleaning the house for a dinner party we were having the next day. I walked in and found him vacuuming the living room carpet. I was surprised to see him wearing a pair of cut-off blue jeans that were cut a little too short. So short, in fact, that I could see th...
This is the story of how my wife and I became the exhibitionist we are today. Basically it is our memory and looking at the many pictures we took over the years is how this story was put together. My wife and I were both raised in religious families and attended the same Baptist Church and went to the same public schools since we were babies. My name is Nor...
One evening a couple of months ago, my wife Jessie and I had a few friends over for a few drinks and a barbecue. After dinner as we were sitting around talking and drinking someone started talking about playing strip poker. It seemed that everyone had at one time or another played the game. Being somewhat bold, I suggested that we play Distractions, a stripp...
Hi! My name is Valerie and I wanted to write my version of "Valerie's Adventures in Flashing" which my husband wrote last year. I thought that maybe the readers might want to read my thoughts and feelings of some of my flashings. So please bear with me. This is my first attempt at writing. It all started in 1972, I was 18 and in my last month of my senior y...
Hello! I wrote this journal a couple years ago. When I wrote it, I never gave a thought of publishing it one day. I hadn't touched it in over a year when I found it while unpacking after a move. It brought back many fond memories while I read it. I finally gave it to Adam to read and he said I just had to send it in to 'Literotica'. I've also let a couple...
Part 1-'The Beginning' This is the true story of a shy reclusive young women waking up to real life and finding the enjoyments of life with the help of her Aunt Val. Written by me, Connie! This is the first part of a 4 part series. Please read them all. Let me get this out of the way first thing. I was not a pretty girl; at least I didn't think so. I consi...