Author: SmellyMcSmell

I ca[m]e for the [f]riendly painters in my gym locker room. (CFNM)

This story doesn’t really have any actual sex, but is more of an exhibitionist story.

Last Sunday afternoon, I went to the gym and worked out as usual. My gym is not a commercial gym, but is open 24/7, is pretty laid back. I noticed lately that the gym bathrooms have been undergoing some kind of renovation work. Tiles missing, plaster on walls, etc. There was a white work van outside, but I didn’t pay much attention to it. Since it was Sunday, the gym was pretty empty. There was only 2 or 3 other people there, but they finished up and left.

I went into the bathroom to wash up after my workout. As soon as I walked in, I heard some female voices speaking Spanish. I thought it was a bit unprofessional and odd that they didn’t put up a sign or anything. Either way, it didn’t really bother me, so I went in.

I tried to be as noisy as I could, hoping that whoever was in there would get the hint that a male was about to enter the restroom. I fake coughed really loud, picked up things and dropped them repeatedly, opened and closed my locker and several others. I guess they didn’t care, they kept talking and laughing. Read more »

Accidentally ran into someone [F]I knew while being a nude art [m]odel

A few years ago, I started getting into shape and becoming more proud and less shy with my body. One of the things I promised I would do once I reached a certain weight was to be a model for a local art class. I had done a few, and it was pretty fun and nice extra cash. Being nude in front of a group of total strangers was thrilling to me. It turned me on to be nude and I would often grow semi-erect and then go soft again during these sessions.

On one particular occasion, I signed up to be a model for a local art college. It was a Thursday evening class. I showed up, came out and disrobed. I tended to just scan the room once to get an idea of who is seeing me naked and not to make much eye contact with the students. This time, there was a girl I knew. She was friends with my younger sister and I hadn’t seen her in several years, other than social media. Fuck! I hated the idea of someone I knew being in the class, and I would die if my sister knew what I was doing. She’d tell my mom, who would be disappointed. Read more »

Fucking [m]y nude yoga teacher in front of the class

A few years ago, I would go on a site that had local meetups and events for certain kinks and what not. My profile had all of my best nude photos, and the only fetish I really had was exhibitionism.

There was a nude yoga class happening near me. I was practicing yoga about once every other week at the time, but had never done a nude class.

I messaged the host to find out more about it. The host was an older blonde lady, in pretty good shape. She was probably in her early 50s. She taught yoga professionally in a gym, but hosted these nude classes for fun. We exchanged a few messages to share details about the class. I went in, not expecting to get laid or anything. Just to do some fun nude yoga.

The class was clothing-optional, depending on your own comfort level. It was in a warehouse as opposed to a studio. Other events were also held here (which I’ll share another story on later). Read more »

[M]y nude beach adventures, part 2

See part 1 here:

[M]y nude beach adventures from gonewildstories

This story took place during another trip to the same nude beach.

I got there around 10 AM, it was not that crowded as it was still early June, and it was a week day. The beach usually had some regulars. You could tell because they were a bit older (probably in their 50s), not as shy, and had very tanned skin.

I did my usual routine, laid out on the beach with my tanning oil, dozed in and out of naps, walked around nude, and went swimming occasionally. I also was sporting a cock ring. It was clear, so as to not be so obvious. I’m a grower, so the cock ring helps me to kind of look like more of a show-er.

While going for my stroll, I noticed two attractive girls, probably in their early 20s. They were sitting in an area that was a bit more secluded, probably to get away from any unwanted attention. A short cloth barrier was set up around them. They were only topless and not fully nude. I could hear them talking and giggling as they were on their phones(probably browsing social media). I walked past and didn’t really think much of it. I had my sunglasses on though, and was able to check them out a bit. Read more »

[M]y nude beach adventures

A few years ago, I had a job that gave me a lot of vacation time, and would even require me to use it. I often took a few days to go to a nude beach that was only a few hours away.

My first few times were pretty bland. I would just relax, get a nice tan, swim a little.

As I became more comfortable and familiar with the culture there, I became less shy.

Apparently, a lot of swingers liked to visit this beach.

One day, I was laying out on my back, drifting in and out of sleep. Not to brag, but I am pretty lean with a bit of muscle. I have a larger than average penis, and a nice butt. I was also covered in tanning oil, which I think is rather flattering on me. I figured it would be just another regular day. Read more »