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Driving In Heels

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My first solo driving adventures hadn’t been entirely naked, of course, and while I was learning I was dressed as only the most demure librarian would be, so anxious was I that my instructor might discern my secret yearning.

Once I was qualified, I started going out in an opaque bra, one that really could be a bikini top, and a skirt or shorts below. The air was pleasant on my skin but I missed the feeling of danger, even when I skipped the safety net of keeping a blouse on the passenger seat.

I then went to a two-piece bikini without a skirt, but that was almost everyday clothing around here. Although it had gained a few stares the first time I mis-planned my journey length and had to stop at a gas station to fill up. The coastal parts of California may see their fair share of leggy beach types, but they’re less common this far from the sea. I think I made the day of a couple of truckers and one garage owner, and I wonder how many times they watched the surveillance video. I regretted that I hadn’t taken along some heels to slip into rather than the flat sneakers I prefer to drive in, but then I’m not doing this for everyone else’s benefit, am I?

Read the rest of Cruising, and 11 other ENF stories, in Just ENF

Sripped Naked At The Bar

Naked woman in a public bar
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Louisa was feeling much less confident now. It was one thing being an exhibitionist by dancing around in a short dress, but another entirely to be sitting there naked. She’d never thought Tania would go through with this, not even right at the end when every button was undone. Even then, she thought Tania would back down and call an end to the joke. Her face started to redden and Trisha and Rebecca both started to feel bad for either not helping or for helping too much.

“Well,” Rebecca said, “Shall I get another drink in.” Trisha laughed, as much for a release as anything.

“I don’t know,” said Tania, “Isn’t it Louisa’s round?”

She received a hard stare in reply.

“Oh no,” Tania continued, “Louisa got the last one. Shame.” She looked down at Louisa’s bare legs. She wasn’t sure how mad Louisa really was now. She’d seemed to be going along with it for a while. Maybe she’d gone too far after all.

Read the rest of Overstayed, and 11 other ENF stories, in Naked Women in Shorts

Naked Body Shots

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The next half an hour passed with giggling and more tequila shots. Brandy and Sherine felt relaxed, leaning back on the leather sofas with the boy band superstars, just casually naked. This evening was turning out alright after all.

Brandy, leaning back in her seat, stretched her hands above her head, pushing her chest out as she did. It felt wonderfully free, now that alcohol had removed her last inhibitions. She noticed Damian glance at her breasts as she arched her back and she smiled at Sherine. Maybe tonight would lead somewhere else, if they were lucky.

“Hey, I’ve got an idea. Have you ever heard of body shots?” Damian asked Brandy.

Brandy half shook her head as she thought. “You mean shots like photography?” she asked. She’d already had the paparazzi; did Damian want to take photos of her too? Maybe she’d agree to that, under the right circumstances.

“Uh-uh.” He shook his head and then glanced at Russ with eyes full of mischief. “So, Nicole, you…”

Brandy lifted a finger and stopped Damian mid-sentence. “Brandy,” she interrupted. She’d had enough of trying to remember her fake name and whether she was Nicole or Teri.

Read the rest of The Boy Band, and 11 other ENF stories, in Naked Women in Shorts