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Lost In The Moment

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ode2odd: “Lisa Alisa ” “How could it be, she thought, that she was standing topless in a nightclub, and not a single person was even looking at her? She massaged her breasts with her hands, enjoying the feeling of her nipples pressing into her palms,...

How could it be, she thought, that she was standing topless in a nightclub, and not a single person was even looking at her? She massaged her breasts with her hands, enjoying the feeling of her nipples pressing into her palms, the soft flesh beneath yielding beneath her. The sensation was exquisite.

“You’re free,” Pareia whispered, talking directly to the nymph spirit.

Helena, no longer in any kind of control, felt her fingers slip into the waistband of her knickers. She wanted to stop herself, but more than that she wanted to continue. She pushed the delicate fabric downwards. She felt it slide over her skin and onto the floor to pool around her heels. She took a step backwards from her pile of clothes, her hands running uncontrollably over her naked body. She had never felt so aroused. She had never before even worn a short skirt in public, yet here she was naked in a crowded club. And still, although there were glances in her direction, no-one’s gaze lingered.

“What’s happening to me?” she asked herself, but this time Pareia felt no need to reply. The spirit inside her, so long locked up, kept her hands moving, her arousal building all the time.

“Sit back,” Pareia told her, the nymph spirit now hearing the commands directly and no longer as suggestions from Helena’s subconscious. Helena did as she was told and perched on the stool behind her.

Her hands caressed her breasts, moved down across her stomach, along the tops of her thighs and then, slowly, inwards and upwards, now between her legs, until her finger touched her clitoris. She almost let out a yelp, but that would surely break the spell surrounding her.

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

Who’s Embarrassed Now?

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“Iris looked around the room again. Every head was turned towards them, staring at Selena. She looked back at her friend who seemed entirely unconcerned by the attention she was getting. If anything, she was sitting straighter than before, her chest...

Iris looked around the room again. Every head was turned towards them, staring at Selena. She looked back at her friend who seemed entirely unconcerned by the attention she was getting. If anything, she was sitting straighter than before, her chest pushed out a little.

Then, as if it had just occurred to her, she reached her hands behind her head. Her breasts lifted, looking even more perfect than before. She ran her fingers through her hair and pulled out the scrunchy that was keeping her bun in place. She dropped it onto the table and shook her hair free. It fell in thick, golden locks across her bare shoulders.

“You’re crazy, Selena,” Iris told her.

“Yeah, well, I’m not the one who’s stripped to her underwear but still lost a contest,” she retorted.

“I really hate you right now,” Iris told her as she leant forwards and, reaching behind her, she unfastened her bra. She quickly pulled it off her arms and dropped it onto the rest of her clothes. She hooked her fingers into the waistband of her knickers and slid them down her legs, letting them fall around her feet. She kicked them to one side.

Selena grinned as she stared across at her friend. Iris’s breasts were even smaller than her own, but still beautiful with round, pink nipples. She watched as they rose and fell as Iris inhaled and exhaled.

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

Nineteen And Nearly Naked

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artistic-nudes-daily: “My Breakfast by manfred_karner: Great Shooting with Julia ” ““But, we’re good to continue?” Cassandra asked, looking at me hopefully with a hint of a smile on her face. She put her hands onto mine, which were still covering a...

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My Breakfast by manfred_karner: Great Shooting with Julia

“But, we’re good to continue?” Cassandra asked, looking at me hopefully with a hint of a smile on her face. She put her hands onto mine, which were still covering a nipple each and, gently, she pulled them away from my body. I offered no resistance. We stood opposite each other with our hands linked. I forced a smile and nodded.

“You’ll do fine,” she whispered, and then added a wink. My smile broadened a little; she really was good at winning people over. I stood, suddenly relaxed, and I realised I probably would have taken the bikini top off if she’d just asked more persistently earlier.

“So,” she said, instantly business-like again, “Was I interrupting you in the middle of something?”

She dropped my hands and they fell by my sides. I felt incredibly exposed, dressed only in my new denim shorts, but I resisted the urge to cover myself again. I took a deep breath.

“Oh,” Cassandra said, looking at my brand new shorts, “Now just to roughen your edges a little…” She reached towards my waist and, for some reason, I didn’t even move as she unbuttoned my denim shorts. They were propped over my hips so they weren’t about to fall down by themselves, and the zip held them closed, but with that small change I felt so much sexier, just for having that button hanging open. How could a nineteen year old know more about this kind of thing than me?

“You were about to?…” Cassandra prompted, distracting me from the protestation I was about to make.

“I, uh, I was just taking these ice teas outside,” I said. She smiled and nodded, and then turned to help Sue at the counter.

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

Ten Out Of CFNM – Out Now On Amazon

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Ten Out Of CFNM, a new collection of CFNM stories, is out now for the Kindle.

“If you’ve ever fantasised about being stripped and taken advantage of until you beg for release, only for it to be denied for just that little bit longer while your mistress asserts her power over your body, then you’ll love each and every story in Ten Out Of CFNM.”

You can buy the book on Amazon.com.

I hope you like it!

Stripped By SMS

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““Just lose the bra, then,” I typed, wondering what kind of cutting reply I’d get. But instead of a cutting reply I watched, feeling the pressure growing in my trousers, as Katherine carefully glanced towards the bar to check the coast was clear...

“Just lose the bra, then,” I typed, wondering what kind of cutting reply I’d get.

But instead of a cutting reply I watched, feeling the pressure growing in my trousers, as Katherine carefully glanced towards the bar to check the coast was clear before reaching behind her back and then, first with one arm and then the other, she pulled the bra straps down and out of her blouse sleeves and over her hands. I saw her bundle it into her bag, one arm crossed across her blouse all the time to hold it closed.

Then, she looked around again, and, turning towards the wall, she pushed the blouse half off each shoulder and took another picture.

My heart thumped in my chest as I waited for the picture to load. But there she was, her glorious, smooth breasts, golden brown and shining in the spotlights, and her flat, toned stomach asking to be kissed, and hinting at the pleasure that I would find below.

I stared at the picture, wondering what I had done to deserve my wife. It must have been something in a past life, because it certainly wasn’t anything I’d done in this one.

“Satisfied?” read the message.

“For now,” I typed.

“Well, hurry up,” Katherine wrote, “Or I’ll just have to finish myself off here.” She would be pretty turned on by now and, to be honest, I wouldn’t put it past her.

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

Distracted From My Chores

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“I was to spend all day washing, cleaning and ironing for my mistress, and if I wasn’t finished by dinner time then an unknown punishment awaited me. Yet I was never going to finish with the constant distraction of her hands on my naked body.”

We’re Bad For Each Other

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“Then, as if it had just occurred to her, she reached her hands behind her head. Her breasts lifted, looking even more perfect than before. She ran her fingers through her hair and pulled out the scrunchy that was keeping her bun in place. She...

Then, as if it had just occurred to her, she reached her hands behind her head. Her breasts lifted, looking even more perfect than before. She ran her fingers through her hair and pulled out the scrunchy that was keeping her bun in place. She dropped it onto the table and shook her hair free. It fell in thick, golden locks across her bare shoulders.

“You’re crazy, Selena,” Iris told her.

“Yeah, well, I’m not the one who’s stripped to her underwear but still lost a contest,” she retorted.

“I really hate you right now,” Iris told her as she leant forwards and, reaching behind her, she unfastened her bra. She quickly pulled it off her arms and dropped it onto the rest of her clothes. She hooked her fingers into the waistband of her knickers and slid them down her legs, letting them fall around her feet. She kicked them to one side.

Selena grinned as she stared across at her friend. Iris’s breasts were even smaller than her own, but still beautiful with round, pink nipples. She watched as they rose and fell as Iris inhaled and exhaled.

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