“I told her I’d wear whatever she wanted me to for our Valentine date night. Big mistake.”
Valentine Date Night
Nude
Nudity pictures or stories
To My Will
“In his mind the end goal of CFNM was a blow-job. In my mind it was seeing just how far I could subjugate him to my will. I always won.”
Write What You Know
Standard
“Now imagine,” she said, “Imagine you’re sitting here naked. Just me and you, and everyone else is where they are now. Nobody knows, but you know the waiter is coming back with our coffees in a minute. Hold that fantasy in your mind.”
With that, I saw the waiter approaching from the bar with two espressos. I tried to imagine myself sitting here naked and confident, that we would exchange a glance, that he would look at my body and approve of what he saw, and then he would leave, thinking I was out of his league.
But instead of imagining that, my mind imagined me curling up in the chair with my arms clamped over my chest, and then trying to wrap the table cloth around myself.
The waiter placed our coffees on the table and Elisa thanked him before he left again.
“And?” she said.
“It was… terrifying,” I said, “I would have to hide.” The plotline of my book was going to need a bit of a rethink; sitting confidently in the nude didn’t seem very realistic at all.
Elisa sat back in her chair. “You see?” she said, “I told you that you would not know how it felt. You needed to know that to be able to write about it.”
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Breaking Out Of Here
“They wanted to keep me in for observation and withheld my clothes to stop me from leaving. As if that would ever work.”
Wait On Us
“I said we didn’t need conversation, but we did need a waiter for the evening. Surprisingly, he agreed.”
An Uninhibited Flatmate
“It wasn’t unusual to come home and find my flatmate getting changed in the front room, or walking naked from the bathroom to find a change of clothes. It was almost as if she didn’t know or care what effect it had on me. Almost.”
A Little Help
“I asked for a little help to unzip my dress, and she ask if I needed help with anything else. I told her she didn’t have to stop until she wanted to.”
Double Act
“She was always naked for our live shows, so it seemed fitting to be that way for the album cover too.”
A New Way To See Old Friends
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Judith pulled up her knees and twisted around on her seat. She put an arm around the back of Christina’s neck and rested her fingers lightly on her bare shoulder. Christina shuddered as she touched her, and then again as their legs brushed against each other, the sensation of sheer tights rubbing against sensitive, naked skin.
“Although if anyone picked Christina up, they’d have brains and beauty, isn’t that right?” Judith said.
Christina was barely able to control herself, let alone respond in any coherent way. She sat stock still, her breathing deep and her heart racing.
“Absolutely,” Elaine agreed, “But I still think it’s a shame that you’re not turned on by other women.”
The four girls around Christina laughed: they laughed because it was pretty clear that Christina was very turned on right now. But she was too busy focussing on controlling her arousal to hear what was being said.
“What was it you said your boyfriend did after he’d stripped you naked, Christina?” Judith asked her, not expecting a reply, “Oh, yes, I remember. You said all he did was to touch your breast gently.” She paused for a second. “Like this?”
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Nothing Left To Lose
“I’d lost all of my clothes so the obvious question was: what happens when I lose the next hand? I could hardly wait.”
Kara Bryn 