Stories

Reliving Youthful Fantasies

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The night was warm so Alison felt comfortable with the amount of bare skin she had exposed, but it was very unusual for her to feel the air on her stomach, let alone feeling it between her legs. Malcolm felt like the luckiest man alive, walking the streets with his beautiful wife beside him. He was as sure as he could be that Alison’s writing reflected her desires: he would never have imagined she would be happy to go out dressed so minimally nowadays, and especially with nothing on underneath. He hoped that it was arousing her as much as it was him.

They found a small restaurant and sat and ate dinner. Alison’s eyes sparkled as she relaxed, and occasionally Malcolm would reach under the table and put a hand on her knee, and then he would slide it up her thigh. Her skin was soft and yielding. He couldn’t reach quite as high as she would like, but the thought of how close he was to touching her so intimately was a turn-on for both of them.

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Sticking To The Naked Plan

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A few minutes later I walked back to my desk and sat with my eyes on the door to the small meeting room. My clothes were in there; I could go in, get dressed, and then it would just be something else to laugh off for a week or so. It would be a story that would be told to all the new recruits in future about how they tricked me into walking naked around the office for an hour.

But that would mean playing to their script, wouldn’t it? And I’d already left that behind when I hadn’t shrivelled into the corner at the start of the day. And besides, now I was here, it was fun, and there was more fun to be had.

So, I resolved to make it through the morning without getting my clothes back, or at least to take it an hour at a time. I was determined that I could make this whole thing work in my favour, as long as I was the one who chose how and when it ended.

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

Naked Reunion

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“It is Darren, isn’t it?”

“Uh, yeah,” I said, and my cock waved.

“Rosie,” she said, holding out a hand that I was forced to shake, “You remember me, don’t you?”

“Of course!” I remembered watching Rosie from across the playground when I was thirteen. I remembered Rosie calling me “Dinky” the few times that she talked to me. I remembered when she asked if she could borrow my paintbrush in art class and I said: “Sure. Keep it.” It was my favourite brush. She’d lost it by the following week. Of course I remembered Rosie, but I was surprised that she remembered me. Surprised… and pleased.

“I didn’t think I’d find you here,” she continued, “Especially not like this.” She looked me up and down and I felt like I was Dinky again, back at school being looked down on by the girls who had already had their growth spurt.

The nickname had come about because I was quite a late bloomer, as they say. I was only just over five feet tall when I was thirteen. I’ve made up for it now, finally reaching six feet by the time I was seventeen, while Rosie, who used to tower over me, had stuck at around five foot six; a very cute and petite five foot six. And a little maturity had added a lot more sex appeal on top of her natural good looks.

And here I was naked with an erection that resolutely refused to go away.

“Back for summer?” she asked me. I nodded. “We wondered what you were up to recently. Me and some of the girls.” They were talking about me? The feelings that used to have whenever one of the trendy attractive in-crowd girls noticed me were suddenly reawakened. My stomach churned… they thought about me? They talked about me?

“Uh, do you think…” I said nervously, “I need to get dressed.”

Rosie smirked again. “If you must.” My cock bobbed again and her eyes flashed mischievously. Was she flirting with me? It didn’t take a genius to work out that I was interested in her, but I’d be a fool to think she was interested in me.

Read the rest of the story in The Undergraduate

Working Naked

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“Jennifer, I don’t know how you do it, but I’m glad you do. I’ll just bring you something up, okay?”

I smiled. “Okay,” I said, “And thanks.”

The afternoon passed in a similar way to the morning, with a few phone calls and e-mails and a bit of writing. You know, it’s a great experience to be on a conference call to a room full of men who have no idea that they’re talking to a naked woman.

As five o’clock approached I could feel someone approaching my desk. I turned to see David again. It was getting so predictable by now: I’d swivel my chair around and the man approaching would scan me up and down, look embarrassed about how obviously he’d done it, and then stare at a point two inches above my head as he talked to me.

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

Mischievous Nymphs

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She looked around the room, puzzled at the lack of attention. Part of it was disappointment, but partly she was grateful that she was able to do such a thing without any fear. She didn’t know what had overcome her, but she was glad it had.

“Is it done?” Helena asked. Was Lucia now free of the last restraining vestiges of her nymph spirit?

Pareia shook her head. “Not quite,” she said, and she placed her fingers on the naked girl’s arm.

Lucia turned around suddenly and looked up at Pareia. Did she know the dark, beautiful woman who was standing beside her? She looked familiar. She turned around and saw Helena standing on the other side. She couldn’t quite place who she was… The evening had gone in such a daze.

“Having fun?” Pareia asked with a smile. Lucia grinned and nodded.

Helena looked around the room and suddenly noticed that heads were turning in their direction. People were pointing at the beautiful, naked woman at the end of the bar, pointing and wondering: how did we not notice her before?

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Comfortably Naked

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“How come,” I continued, “How come you’re naked?” I didn’t want to offend her by making it sound like it was a bad thing. “I mean, the tattoos are really great, and you look great…” She smiled kindly, but was still going to let me keep digging myself into this hole. “You lost a bet or something?… Or you turned into the Hulk and your clothes didn’t fit and then you turned back?…” I tailed off and Natasha laughed.

“Oh, no,” she said, “I live here. With Georgia.” She tipped her head in the direction of our party host who I’d been introduced to, and then summarily bored witless earlier.

“Oh,” I said, and was about to add “I see…” but then realised that it didn’t explain anything at all.

“No,” Natasha said, “I just… prefer it this way. I used to hang about in the house naked when I was by myself, and then Georgia would come home and find me like it and at first she thought it was weird, and then she got used to it, and then I’d completely forget about it and answer the door to some friends without putting anything on first, and then they’d get used to it too, and now I’m pretty much naked all the time, unless there are a lot of strangers around.”

“Oh,” I said, as if I understood, but obviously I didn’t really understand at all. Natasha smiled again.

Read the rest of Dressed In Tattoos, and 11 other ENF stories, in Naked Women in Shorts

Hands All Over Me

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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?”

Christina felt the back of Judith’s hand rub against her breast, close to her nipple. She let out a small whimper and her body tensed. Then Elaine’s hand touched her other breast, and Karen and Annabel’s hands stroked the top of her thigh.

She could control herself no longer and her orgasm came, as muted and suppressed as she could manage, in a series of small pants and shudders. Her chest rose and fell quickly and her fingers dug into the sofa in a vain effort to stop her body from rocking back and forth.

She wanted it to stop, this strange experience of sitting naked, her four friends around her, and this small but uncontrollable orgasm that she knew she would feel shame for when it had finished. But they were barely touching her, and more than anything she wished one of them, any of them, would slide their hand up her thigh, between her legs, or even just to caress her nipple, to give her the final push over the edge which would trigger a more explosive orgasm than this small, quivering release of tension had provided.

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

I Still Have My Socks

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Georgia twisted herself around to face Lisa. Lisa sighed as Georgia’s skirt rubbed against her bare thigh.

“So, this dream,” Georgia started. Lis turned coy again. “You were naked.”

“I was wearing socks,” Lisa corrected. Georgia looked down at Lisa’s feet and smiled.

“And that was enough to make you cum?” Lisa blushed.

“No,” she said, and squirmed a little in the seat, “We were sitting in a bar.”

Nhu looked over at Georgia: this was one hot story, and she’d never have imagined she’d be hearing it from Lisa.

“And, for some reason, I was holding hands with you two,” Lisa continued.

Georgia took Lisa’s right hand in her left. “Like this?” she said, with a smile. Nhu held Lisa’s left hand. Even to her delicate touch it felt soft and tender.

“Yes…” Lisa said nervously. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. It was just like in her dream, with her hands being held on either side of her.

“Then what?” Nhu prompted. She had to hear the rest of this.

Lisa trembled. “You said,” she paused, “You said to Judy: ‘Does she like having her breasts touched’.”

Nhu grinned and turned to Judy. “Well, does she?” she asked her.

Judy nodded. “Very much so.”

Nhu reached her left hand over her and placed it on Lisa’s bare breast. The nipple pressed into her palm. Lisa gasped and panted a few times. Georgia’s hand pressed onto her other breast. It was wonderfully soft and cool.

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Just Undressing

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With that, she skipped out of the room. Louisa thought for a moment. Maybe it would be fun, for an hour while the washing machine ran, to sit around nude with Tania. It wasn’t like Tania didn’t see her naked for half the weekends they spent together anyway.

Before she changed her mind, and not wanting to be halfway through undressing when Tania returned, she pulled her top over her head and dropped it onto a chair. She unfastened her bra and put it on her top, then pulled off her socks, unbuttoned her skirt and slid her knickers down before picking up the lot and piling them together on top of the washing machine.

When Tania came back into the room with a basket of clothes under one arm Louisa was sitting naked at the kitchen table, pretending to study the crossword on the back of the newspaper. Her heart was beating hard in her chest and her breathing was short and rapid as she pretended to concentrate.

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

Naked Amongst Clothed Friends

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“My brother went through online dating,” Elaine said beside her, although Christina barely registered the words. She felt hands on the outside of her thighs, one on each side. She didn’t know whose they were but she let out a long sigh as they slid up her skin.

“Yeah,” Elaine continued, “The problem was, he was just looking for blonde bimbos.”

The hands on Christina’s hips hooked into the elastic of her knickers and pulled downwards. She felt the fabric sliding over her skin. She lifted her buttocks a little as they continued to pull. Slowly, the small piece of cotton slipped over her thighs, then down her calves. She felt hands around her ankles that lifted her feet off the ground as her last item of clothing was taken from her.

She took deep breaths, trying not to think that she was sitting naked. But the feeling of Judith’s and Elaine’s dresses on her skin was a constant reminder. A hand touched her shoulder and she let out a small gasp as if an electric shock had passed through her.

Karen and Annabel went back to leaning on Christina’s thighs. It was a glorious sight, looking up at her naked body. Karen licked her lips as she stared at Christina’s perfectly circular nipples.

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