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When I was 12 or 13, I had this girl who was watching me and my younger brother, walk in on me when I was getting ready to take a bath.

The way I was turned I'm sure she saw my butt, she immediately said "Sorry!" then slammed the door, It was just for a few seconds but I remember being pretty embarrassed afterwards because I had a crush on her. Later on I actually really wanted it to happen again, but it never did.

The best incidents are the ones where it is perfectly excusable; you're just minding your business, going to the bathroom.

When i was 20 years old I was having a nice pool day with some friends and family. All the suden I realized my bating suit was missing ftom my las dive... it was really embarrasing and exciting at the same time. A girl friend handed it to me but not after come really close to me and checked out my cock through the water.

a memorable moment I had was when I was alone changing in the gym locker room and a woman walked in, she was shocked and apologized profusely. she seemed more embarrassed than i was

in a frat party some random guys just decided to play in the bathtub totally naked, when I noticed there were already 4 of them.
no one around seemed to care even though we were 60 at the house.

As much as I enjoy intentional cfnm experiences, e.g. at a c/o or nude beach etc, for me the best experiences by far tend to be those rare, unexpected ones where the circumstances just happen to line up perfectly. The best one I’ve had was about 6 years ago, when I was in my mid 20’s.

I used to swim each weekend at what was then my local pool. It was part of a leisure centre that was built about 40 years ago, so was in need of a total refurb. Eventually they secured enough money and began the works, doing one area at a time so that the centre could stay open throughout. One weekend in the summer I went along to my usual Saturday swimming session, which was usually quite popular with families, but also had some lanes marked out for serious swimmers. There was a notice in reception, stating that the women’s pool changing room was closed for refurbishment and that people should follow the temporary signs instead. I paid for my swim and went along to the men’s changing room as usual.

Once I got to the corridor outside, I saw the door to the women’s changing room was blocked off with a barrier and a laminated paper sign saying ‘pool changing’ pointed into the men’s room. The men’s changing room door was propped open and the ‘male’ symbol on the door had been covered up. Confused, I went through the door, to find that they’d essentially split the men’s changing room down the middle, using a line of portable dividers, all fastened together, with men directed to the left and women to the right. They’d angled a couple of additional screens at each end of the room which you had to walk around, so that you couldn’t see into either side from the entrance door. It meant the changing area was half the usual size, so crowded and a bit chaotic, but I just got changed and went for my swim. At this point I had no idea about the treat that was in store after my swim.

I got out of the pool just before the end of the session, so the changing room was even busier than before. I kicked myself for my lack of planning, but grabbed my towel from my locker, stripped off my trunks and headed to the open showers, naked, like I always did. The showers were on the left hand side of the changing room (so in the men’s side under this new temporary layout), though the entrance was right at the end, pretty much next to where you came in from the poolside. There were only a couple of shower heads free when I got there, with about four guys showering in swim shorts and a couple who were showering naked, like me.

I started rinsing off, and literally no more than a minute later, a woman of about 45-50 casually walked into the shower area in her swimsuit, didn’t react at all to the three fully naked men showering off, and began rinsing her hair under one of the showers. An older guy in swim shorts angrily asked her what she was doing and told her she shouldn’t be in the men’s showers. I had to admire the woman, as without raising her voice, she told him firmly that these were the only showers available, were for anyone to use and that she had a right to use them. He grumbled something about double standards and quickly disappeared into the changing room. None of the other guys seemed bothered at all, and one of them even said something like ‘good for you’ or ‘you tell him’ or something like that. To be fair to the woman, she didn’t seem to be paying any particular attention to the half or fully naked guys around her and just got on with washing her hair. In light of that and the fact she was about 20 years older than me, I just found the situation interesting - rather than a real turn on.

Over the next few minutes a couple of guys came and went, when suddenly a younger female voice called out from somewhere around the corner ‘Mum’. Then a few seconds later ‘mum, have you got the locker key?’. The woman in the shower shouted back that she was in the shower and that she had the locker key and shampoo. To my shock, about five seconds later, a pretty, skinny young woman of about 19 appeared in the entrance way in a bikini. My shower was directly opposite the entrance, so at this point I was standing fully naked right in front of her - literally only about 10 feet away. I remember she sort of froze for a couple of seconds when she realised there were naked men in there, literally looked me up and down and then made an exaggerated motion of shielding her eyes with her hand as she went over to her mother. She mumbled something, to which the mother replied that it was fine to use these showers, and handed her the shampoo. The girl turned back around, unsure which shower to take. The only free ones were either directly beside me, or in the corner which would’ve meant squeezing between two older men in shorts, so she opted for the one next to me.

So, I got to spend the next 5 minutes or so showering naked, right next to a pretty 19yr old girl in a bikini, with her mother practically opposite. It was an amazing feeling. I didn’t want to stare too much, but I saw her taking some good looks around the room, including at me and the other naked guy who also looked in the 25-30 age range. During this time a teenage guy wandered into the shower area nude, but quickly turned around when he saw there were women present and returned in shorts. After another few minutes I obviously wanted to stay longer, but I’d already been in the shower at least 10 minutes and was starting to feel quite turned on by the situation - and I’m pretty sure an erection would’ve gone down like a lead balloon. Then, just as I was getting ready to reluctantly leave the showers, two curvy girls in swimsuits who looked early 20’s appeared in the entrance way. As soon as they saw me, naked and dripping wet from the shower, they stopped dead in their tracks. One of them stifled a laugh with her hand, while the other one looked around and saw the other naked guy, which made her start giggling too. They quickly turned around and left, saying things like ‘oh my God, we must be in the men’s showers’ etc and laughing.

I basically followed them out of the shower area, and as I got to where you turned to go into the men’s changing area, they had literally stopped just around the corner, clearly confused about where to go. So, I literally walked into one of them - me still naked and with my towel over my shoulder. We both apologised, the other girl started laughing again and asked me where the women’s area is. I pointed them in the right direction (still nude), they thanked me and quickly walked off to the women’s side, smirking and laughing as they went. I only swam once each weekend, but given the amazing experience I’d had, I went back again on Sunday to the morning session. I’ve no idea how many more guys and women had cfnm experiences there on the Saturday, but clearly not everyone is into it, as by the next morning they’d already put up printed signs which said the showers were mixed and that swimsuits should stay on. However, they seemed to be ignoring the fact that because they were technically on the men’s side, even just walking into the shower area gave you a couple of seconds clear view into the men’s changing area, which was all open plan.

One time I had only been dating a woman very briefly. We had fooled around some, but we hadn't had sex yet nor had seen each other naked since she always had the lights off. It was my birthday, and after returning to her place we started kissing in her kitchen. I made some joke about whether I should be in my birthday suit. Her smile lit up and started to playfully lift my shirt. I didn't resist and even moved my arms in a way to indicate I was cool with her taking it off. I started kissing her more passionately again to indicate I was enjoying how this was going. Then she grabbed my belt and started to slowly undo it. I had my arms around her waist, and I kept them there and continued to kiss her to indicate she should keep going. Then she fully removed the belt and unbuttoned my button and unzipped my zipper. She push my pants down until they reached the point where they would fall the rest of the way on their own. I then stepped out of them and also removed my own socks. I was left with only my boxers. She could tell I was excited. I could tell she was totally enjoying herself from her smile and her gazing down at my boxers. She then asked "So you want to be in your birthday suit?" I happily replied "yes." She then slid my boxers down. I was finally in my birthday suit in her well-lit kitchen. She gave me a complete look over. She loved it. We kissed again and hugged. There I was completely naked hugging a fully clothed woman. She then led me to the bedroom where she turned off the lights so I still didn't get a view of her.

Was in college, dorm was having a derby party or whatever, lots of beer and drinking. Stepped out of the bathroom shower and right as an attractive brunette, quite drunk was walking into the men's room to take a leak. She enjoyed what she saw.

Legit CFNM. Thanks for sharing.
DTR

This is indeed a different world in which we live. Over the past several years, social norms have changed. The Acceptance Culture has grown immensely. We see things now in our society that were considered wrong not too long ago. I am not writing an editorial here. I am just going to tell you about my job. It is those changes in society that have opened the space for the place that I work.
Last year, I was working as a waiter at a typical mid-priced bar/grill. A lady gave me her card one evening and said she would like to talk to me about a better job. We get weird stuff like that all the time, so I did not think much about it. Then about a week later, she came in again and left me her card a second time. So, that Saturday, I gave her a call. We set up an appointment for an interview at her office in a local shopping center. I didn’t see any evidence of what kind of office it was, so I wasn’t sure what she did there. Anyways, she told me she was planning to open a restaurant and wanted me to be a waiter. We talked about the usual restaurant stuff, and then she asked me if I was interested. I said, “Sure, what’s it pay?”. She wrote a number on the back of my resume and showed me. I asked, “Is that hourly?” She nodded and smiled and said, “Plus tips.” I said, “How can you pay that for a waiter?” She paused for a moment and said, “Well, this restaurant will be different, but I can’t disclose to you how, yet. I won’t be opening for about a month because I’m working on the licenses and legal stuff. I’ll keep in touch with you and let you know in enough time for you to give notice where you work now. Do you accept?”
“Sure…I mean, yes! Thank you.”
She smiled as we talked and then we exchanged good-byes and I left. For the next two weeks, I was not sure what to expect. Then she called and gave me the date for my first day. The place would not be opening that day, but she wanted the whole crew there to get familiarized.
I gave my notice at the bar and reported to work that day. The building is nice. Formal on the inside, but not haughty. Round tables in rows, swinging doors to the kitchen area. Typical dinner-type restaurant. The staff was a mix of guys and girls, mostly college age. We live in a college town, so I was not surprised.
Tanya, the owner, came out and greeted everyone. She thanked us for coming and had us sit down, then talked about her experience in the restaurant industry and how she got to where she is. Then she smiled really big and said, “Now for the part you have all been waiting to hear. What is my secret?” We all laughed.
“This has been a dream of mine for a long time, but the time is finally right to make it a reality. The restaurant will be called Peter’s Tavern. It will start as a private club. Members only. I already have about 100 members. But it may go public eventually. The main draw is the staff. You see, most of you don’t know each other, so you probably don’t realize that the men in this room are the only waiters. All the females in this room are busboys, hostesses, and chefs. I had to go through a lot of legal loopholes but believe me; this is all above board now. The men will be the waiters, and you will all work…naked.”
The room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Mouths were hanging open. Several of the younger women were grinning as they thought about what that meant. She went on to answer questions and even had to stop a few guys from leaving. The rest of the night went on like that. She told us all to keep quiet about it and, please come back the next day for training. She even called each of the guys that night and made sure we were all OK, and that we were coming back the next day. I was hesitant at first, but the money was just too good. How bad could it be?
I think all but one or two of the guys came back the next day. So, after all of us gathered on the second afternoon, Tanya told us that she wanted that day to be a little more realistic. Apparently, she had already given the female staff their uniforms because they had all worn them that day. She then informed all of us guys that she wanted us to be in uniform as well. Everybody in the room knew what that meant, so we all looked around with a shock of reality. She told us that we could go to our lockers and get ready and then come back out and start our training. She told the girls, “Normally you all can be, and are encouraged to be, in the break room when the guys undress. But today, let’s give them some privacy to get used to it.”
As we walked toward the locker room area, all the guys were quiet, except for a few comments like “Man, I can’t believe we’re going to do this.” So, everybody stayed quiet and got undressed. The feeling walking out of the back room that first time was strange, but exciting. All the girls, of course, were checking everybody out and hiding their grins and embarrassed faces. Once we were all out there, Tanya quietly said “Well, here we are, so let’s get to work.”

To be continued...There's more

I've never heard of a place like that and can't believe that it would actually be able to get all the necessary approvals, private club or not. It sounds more like the first chapter of a fictional story. Anyway, I wasn't there, so I don't know. I am looking forward to reading more about your adventures there.

One experience that always makes me smile was a hotel in Germany. Travelling for work so I was on my own, ordered room service breakfast and it was delivered by a gorgeous blonde haired girl, looked late teens or maybe 20.

I had jumped out of bed and wrapped a towel around my waist when she knocked on the door. She came in with the trolley, unloaded it and then passed me the check to sign. I was holding the plastic folder with one hand, signing with the other, when the knot came undone and the towel fell to the floor.

She looked down, had a quick glimpse, smiled and blushed ! At the time I was embarrassed but when I thought back afterwards was definitely excited !

One of the memorable experiences was at a work event, an induction program for us grads who had all joined a big team h company.

It was a residential at a hotel and one of the sessions was a team bonding exercise that was called breaking down barriers or something similar. Each team had to take a photo on that theme with the prize for originality.

4 guys and a girl in my team, all of us 21 or 22 at the time. I can’t remember who suggested it but our idea was ‘breaking down gender barriers’ .. the photo was four of us stood n a row at the urinals in the gents toilets. Photo taken from behind us but with our heads turned so you could see our faces, but with trousers and underwear around our ankles as though we were little boys !

The twist was the girl was in the line i.e. stood at the urinals too (4th guy was taking the photo). So she could see 3 of us stood there next to her, all with cocks out, pretending to piss.


Exciting doesn’t start to describe it... !

New to the site. I love it so far.

circa 2008. One morning I woke up in my ex’s apartment and went down to start our cars. When I returned, I heard her neighbors fucking from outside the door. When I got back in the apartment she was running around getting ready...half dressed. I took her by the hand and walked her over to the shared wall and told her to put her ear up to it with me. We heard them going at it and the girl was quite loud. She gasped when she heard them; I started to get hard and guided her hand to my bulge. She said something along the lines of she couldn’t be late for work but I should take care of myself if I wanted. With that I unbuttoned my suit pants and pulled out my cock...she stood there in front of me in her slip and maroon bra and tank top, I’ll never forget it. We would often play around with light choking so she put her hand up to my throat and applied pressure as I was already backed into the wall. As her pressure increased she got closer to me and started whispering things in my ear about being dirty and jerking off to her neighbors. My pace quickened and right about the time I felt her slip touch the head of my cock I exploded into it. She went to the kitchen and got me a paper towel then changed her slip and finished dressing. We walked out together to our cars and went to work.

The movie "The Fisher King" was released when I was in college, and a dozen or so of us went to see it on opening night. Walking home afterward with 3 female friends and one other male, we passed through a large park full of monuments that screened us from the street. The only light there in the middle of the park was the (half-moon) moonlight.

Referencing the Robin Williams "cloudbusting" scene from the movie, my male friend and I started running around and stripping off our clothes, causing the girls to whoop with apparent delight. We stripped to our boxers, throwing our clothes on the ground as we ran, and the girls gathered up the clothes, laughing and whooping some more.

We walked back up to the girls, calming down a little, and one of them said something about having to be nude to bust clouds (a line Williams used in the scene), and that was all the excuse I needed to drop my boxers and step out of them. The girls kind of gasped, and the one who spoke put her hand over her mouth, but they all kept looking 'down', and one of them snatched up my boxers.

My male friend was obviously extremely uncomfortable with me being nude, and he grabbed his clothes and left pretty quickly, along with one of the girls who also seemed kind of shaken.

I walked around the park completely nude with the remaining 2 close female friends for what felt like a long time (must have been about half an hour, judging by my arrival home). They both pretty much stared openly at my body the whole time, and while they were both chubby, nerdy, and not overly attractive to me, I was at least semi-erect a lot. I definitely got the now-familiar flaming hot face and pounding heartbeat that I have come to love and anticipate.

As the excitement started to wear off (probably for all of us), I got dressed and walked them home. No romantic or sexual overtures were made, and no one ever mentioned it, at least not in front of me. I think we all just enjoyed the experience. It was definitely the most exciting purely CFNM experience I have ever had!

The other most exciting CFNM experience I ever had was also during college. I lived in a small, crappy apartment above a bar that featured strippers on Saturdays.

Most of the girls that stripped there were locals, a couple actually bar staff just making some extra cash, but they sometimes had girls come through from other towns, usually on their way elsewhere or between gigs. The bar owner had an apartment set up hotel-style to house them.

Phoenix and Pandora were big-city dancers who had left the gig they were on prematurely, and so needed a place to stay for a week until the next destination on their tour. I met them on my 20th birthday, a Monday, having a couple of drinks and a burger at the bar.

I had been at the bar alone, around dinnertime, kind of hanging out with the (hot!) bartender Carly, whom I had known for a while (and sadly had a husband). Phoenix, a tall slim Asian-looking girl, came in to sign paperwork and get keys for the room across from mine. She asked if I would mind helping her and her friend with their luggage.

When I got their (huge, heavy) suitcases upstairs into their room, Pandora - a short but stacked redhead, offered me a $20 bill for my trouble. Phoenix arrived in the doorway and mentioned that Carly had said it was my birthday, and Pandora pulled her hand back, and said she wanted to see my birthday suit before she would give me the money.

I think she was kidding, but I didn't need much of an excuse. I popped the snaps open down the front of my denim shirt, and Phoenix ran to get her ghetto blaster (cassette! it was 1987...) and put on some music. I hammed it up a little, eventually getting completely naked, and they laughed and clapped a lot.

When I was done, I stood naked in front of them (sitting on an armchair together, the lone piece of furniture), red-faced, heart pounding, and Pandora told me to make myself hard. I masturbated in front of them (which I had never done before), and they both ran their hands all over my body, never touching my cock directly, but just barely brushing sometimes. I was way too excited, and I came in just a couple of minutes, much to my embarrassment and their laughter!

I spent some more of that week in their apartment, but that was my only really CFNM moment. This was actually when I consciously realized that I had an unusual love for this type of experience.

About 6 years ago I met a lady friend from my town in s chat room. Over the course of a few months we chatted and shared many sexual secrets we both had. I told her about the Larraine Institute stories I was reading and how they excited me. It intrigued her that I was so turned on by them and the idea of a young man wearing panties and being mastrubated by older women finally we met and played out the scenario we continue doing this at lest once a month. She goes to a lingerie shop and buys things for each occasion. It's the best sex I have ever had. I have never seen her naked yet.

For me it was the time with my masseuse, who has a very loving but comical disposition. This one time she teased me after i undressed, saying why dick cant get hard and playfully tugged it. Then of course my dick got hard and she just giggled and said "I thought you wont be able to use that anymore". Needless to say, I came very hard later in the end.

Most recent, I was a member of a site to meet others for adult activities. I had exchanged emails with a woman and we agreed to meet for coffee.
We did.
She asked me to her apartment. When we got to her apartment she got cold feet. I told her we could just talk and see what would happen.
We did.
About an hour later I asked if she would be comfortable if I took my clothes off and see if that would help. She agreed. I did.

As we talked about things, I slowly touched and played with myself, soft at first and slowly got aroused and harder and harder.
My fondling became stroking. Me totally naked, sitting in chair across from her. She was fully dressed, at some point we quit talking and she just watched me stroking my self and spreading precum over my cock.

As i sped up my stroking she leaned forward in her chair to get a better look, I spread my legs wide so she could see my balls hanging down and my cock's full length.
I reached the point of no return and shot my cum all over my belly and and hands. I came hard, it had been a long time since anyone had watched me.

She loved it, I love it. I spread my cum over my body and she she got up and got a napkin and cleaned me up.

When she was done she told me her daughter was coming over and I should get dressed.

I did.

As I left she gave me a kiss and told me she would send me an email and we could do it again.

She never did, but unknown to her I have had some great cums from that memory.

What a fantastic experience!