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The Permanently Naked Girl

Im writing a very niche fantasy story about a girl who is a legal nudist in the clothed world. She achieves this status by claiming it to be a religious belief. Shes granted the permission to legally be naked- but the agreement cant be reversed. Im gonna post the first couple parts. Its a very, very rough draft- but looking for feed back and suggestions

here it goes:

It was known that by the year 2025, nudist colonys that had been built decades ago had expanded. One such colony, known as Clearsprings, was originally a small resort with a few private properties. It became very popular throughout the years, growing by money raised and donated by members. It’s success is mostly due to a very wealthy supporter, who purchased an enormous sum of property- and donated it to Clearsprings. By the mid 90’s, many restruants and other small business had a well established presence- grocery stores, pharmacies, and other common vendors taking advantage of the growing community. By 2001, the resort was virtually it’s own city. Read more »

[MF] A Sunday surprise from my Ex GF’s hot cousin (NSFW)

Around the time I was 30-35, a light went off in my head and I went from being pretty average with women to hitting some damn home runs. I had a realization that I could get girls far better looking than me with just a little bit of initiative. (If you want my “cheat code” for what I did I’m happy to share)

I am a reasonably attractive guy, 6 ft tall with an athletic 205 lb. build, dirty blond hair and blue eyes. No tattoos, well educated and sometimes mistaken for being military. I’m fairly outgoing, social, and I enjoy drinking beer so I have to watch what I eat a little bit too. I have a pretty decent sized cock (cut and thick). Read more »

Magic Mirror [AF][voyeur][solo, sorta]

Ugh, what an awful day. Family, friends, colleagues, customers – you name it, they’d treated me like crap, and in this heat too. I dumped my bag and dropped onto my bed. I needed some stress relief, and one fantasy never failed to help. “Mirror mirror on the wall, show me the hot girl across the hall” I quipped, grinning to myself as I lay back.

No sooner had my head hit the pillow than I jumped right back up straight. Convinced I must be dreaming, but unwilling to test it in case I woke up, I sat transfixed at my mirror. The image no longer reflected my untidy bedroom, and instead held a picture of the very fantasy I was preparing to indulge in. My gorgeous neighbour, slowly stripping off from the heat.

I couldn’t help but get excited at the view; real or not I was definitely going to enjoy this to it’s full. From frequent meetings in the hall I was familiar with her work uniform – tight pencil skirt and blouse – so I knew that her legs & figure were fantastic, but that was only the beginning. Read more »

Wife’s Fantasy

“Remember, Nikki, you’re not being unfaithful if your husband watches.”

Nikki was sitting on the edge of a strange bed, in a strange hotel room, wearing nothing but lingerie and a blouse as she waited for a strange man, but for a moment, with her husband kneeling before her, staring into her eyes, she felt at ease. Almost.

Reaching out, Nikki touched Carl’s face, sliding her fingers through his soft, familiar beard. Flecks of grey had turned it salt-and-pepper, but Nikki liked the look. This man only got more handsome as he got older.

“We’re really doing this, aren’t we?” she said. Her nerves were back, leaving Nikki shaking and jittery as adrenaline raced through her. She took a sharp, heady breath, as her husband did the same.

He said, “Only if you still want to.”

Nikki’s lips curled up before she could stop herself. She wanted to. She really wanted to. It riddled her with guilt and left her feeling like a terrible wife and mother, but she *really wanted to*. Read more »

19 [FMM] My first MMF

Every girl thinks about it. Most will never do it. Either for moral reasons, fear of judgment, or just fear in general.

I always knew it would happen. But the situation had to be right. I wasn’t looking to be used by a couple of douche bags. I wanted to have some control. And I wanted them to know it was about my pleasure as much as theirs.

So there’s a guy in my life who is a little lavish. Let’s call him Brett.

He says he’s a real hot shot at the office, but I suspect he’s really a trust fund kid. He’s late 20s. Well dressed. Slender. Handsome enough. And he likes to throw money around. A typical evening involves a fancy dinner, some gifts for me, and a night in a luxury hotel.

Brett is a good fuck.

He’s not a great fuck. He doesn’t have a mega dick or stamina to last all night. He doesn’t make me cum every time. But he’s also not an alpha male asshole who expects me to act like a porn star or put up with degrading names. He’s got a thing for sheer lace lingerie and stockings and is happy to pay for the nice stuff. Read more »

[mff] The first time my partner and I got to DP another girl

We and Ellie had found each other on Fetlife and started talking months before we actually met, but thanks to busy schedules and a screwy DC metro system, it took a while for us to finally have our date. It was well worth the wait…

She had warned us that she was pretty tall, but even though she was maybe an inch taller than me (I’m 5’10”), we were anything but intimidated. We thought her height was sexy as hell– she’s all legs, and wore sheer tights under a strappy black dress to show herself off. And she had a lot to show off– lovely pale skin, big bright eyes and great smile that was usually framed by her short, light brown hair. I had on jeans and a long sleeve and Diana had on this tight green dress with horizontal stripes that does wonders for her natural curves. Our conversation, over tacos and drinks, was stimulating the whole time, even though we never talked about sex directly. We discussed the local bdsm scene, past relationships, non-monogamy and polyamory, but it never got to the point where we were actually conversing about personal kinks or anything. No matter, it was clear our personalities went well together, so after our second round, we asked if she wanted to come back to Diana’s and she said yes. Read more »

The Bad Doctor, Part 1

I don’t know what came over me. I’m an educated, smart, moral, and logical man. Before that day, I had never even asked myself if I knew the difference between right and wrong. If someone would have told me the things I would think about—much less do—I would never have believed them. I am a professional. I am a Doctor. I would never take advantage of any of my patients nor would I let a patient get the wrong idea about myself. But on this particular day, something was just… different. My body—no, my primal instincts—overpowered my always-in-control brain and I felt myself behaving differently. It was as if I was watching myself from a television screen, unable to stop or change my behavior in any way. And even though I knew I was risking it all, I really just didn’t care.

By the time I got into the office that day, a series of strange things had already happened.

The Bad Doctor, Part 1

I don’t know what came over me. I’m an educated, smart, moral, and logical man. Before that day, I had never even asked myself if I knew the difference between right and wrong. If someone would have told me the things I would think about—much less do—I would never have believed them. I am a professional. I am a Doctor. I would never take advantage of any of my patients nor would I let a patient get the wrong idea about myself. But on this particular day, something was just… different. My body—no, my primal instincts—overpowered my always-in-control brain and I felt myself behaving differently. It was as if I was watching myself from a television screen, unable to stop or change my behavior in any way. And even though I knew I was risking it all, I really just didn’t care.

By the time I got into the office that day, a series of strange things had already happened.

[FM] I’m with my dorky young boyfriend and I love him, but I also provide girlfriend experiences by going on dates that sometimes (always) end up with sex. Inside are descriptions on best sex (and day) I ever had and about me and my bf!

So I’m 28 and he is 22. I’m short (and so is he, actually I am 2 inches taller than him) and don’t know my exact height, doesn’t matter, it is not very very short. I have short red hair and face that is often called cute and I easily look few years younger. I like to eat a lot, but I also work out a lot (gym, jogging, tons of sex, I usually ride my bf so…) 32 dd, only decent ass IMO. I wanna better one.

He looks like someone that could be my boyfriend. Unkempt blonde hair. Never works out but is not fat nor skinnyfat but not skinny either. He is young so his body is quite great for my preferences even though I had sex with many guys who work out much much more. He has anxious, confused cute look about himself.

I am too lazy to write how I got into this, just ask or check out my profile, it’s nothing interesting.

But it was before my boyfriend and he knew it and was ok with it. I of course told him before. We were friends and got drunk and … he told me that he loves me and I realized only then that this is mutual. Read more »