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PostPosted: Sun Jan 31, 2016 3:42 am 
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This topic thread is for newbies to post memorable CFNM experiences (not necessarily their first as that is a different topic thread). And if you have pictures of the experience, you'll be very appreciated!

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PostPosted: Thu Dec 26, 2019 9:11 am 
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This is not my first time at CFNM, but it is a time I especially remember it because it was the very first time for her. She had not been used to anything like it in her life. This is a shortened version of a longer story.



It was about twenty-five years ago and to this day I still think about it. I have not seen her in all those years, since life forced us apart, yet I still see her in almost every lady that I have met since then. I see her, I see us, in my mind’s eye from long ago and wonder what would happen if this lady that I am chatting with now was her. Would I have done what I did, what would her reaction be, would she like it or not? Several times, I have almost copied that moment and have had to catch myself in reminding myself that this or that lady was not her.

It was on a Saturday evening at dusk. That I do remember from that long ago. Her name was Brenda; we had met at a local ski area where I work and that meeting had turned into what they call, for better or worse, a relationship. Neither of us had anticipated it or had particularly been seeking that in each other, but we wound up there anyway and we enjoyed it. Brenda was thirty-three then. She was a divorcing mother of two kids. Their divorce was like trench warfare, with the kids stuck in the no man’s land. She had married young. Like so many of her sisters stuck in rural areas, she had let the sweet promises convince her only to discover when it was too late that they led into a trap. It had been a means of escape from waitressing or some other dead end job. Now she was trying to extricate herself from that mistake and, in a way, that led to what transpired on that Saturday.

Brenda had picked up the hobby of photography to help take her mind off the warfare of their divorce. It was her mother’s suggestion. She was taking classes in it at the community college. Her ex ridiculed her for it, but, after we met, I encouraged her and encouragement from a guy was not something that she was used to after the years in her bad marriage. It took her a long time to get used to this.

At first, I had not thought about posing naked for her. But as we got going with each other, I began to think that it might be possible. I had experience in modeling naked for a woman’s camera, thought it had been a long time before this. I had loved it then, and could almost recall each pose and I had even been the one to initiate some of the sessions where I was naked and she was dressed as she shot me. Maybe, I thought, just maybe, I could rekindle this and open Brenda up to new possibilities. As Brenda began to warm up to the idea of actually snapping a picture of a guy, I began to think that it might be possible. Whenever her kids were away at their father’s, Brenda would snap pictures of me. She was nervous about it as we started out and I avoided trying to be too assertive about it.

One that Saturday we had gone to a little league game. Her son was playing in it. The kids were going to their father’s place after the game. It was a holiday and we knew that we had a three day weekend, so we had the next day and a half to ourselves before we had to retrieve them from the father’s place. We walked around town doing photographs. I was the model; Brenda was the photographer. We were just goofing around. She was laughing a lot, enjoying a certain sense of freedom from the divorce and the responsibilities of being a single parent.

It was dusk when we returned to her place. The plan was to get ready to go out to dinner someplace. I was doing the dishes that we had left when I heard a snap behind me and felt a streak of white pop across me. I turned to her and saw the lens pointed straight at me, a mischievous smile on her face.

Then, it came to me that the time was right. There was the moment. I’m not sure where this thought materialized from, but it came to me. Should I grab it? While I thought I knew her, I wondered how well I knew her. Would she mind it, especially as she had not asked me? She was still nervous about her role as a photographer and asking a man to do this or that for her lens. I had understood this and I always tried to give her latitude for it. If I took this risk, though, I knew that there was no idea to fathom the answer.

I went for it.

I gave her a big kiss, then stepped away, and began disrobing. I had done it before for Mona, just like that, and now I did it for Brenda. I thought of those times as I was doing it for Brenda. As it was late spring, there was not much on anyway, and it was soon on the floor. I have not forgotten that look of stunned surprise in her eyes, as if someone had struck her from behind with a bat. The camera merely stood at parade rest around her neck and as she tried to take in what was happening in front of her.

A few seconds later, I stood before her completely naked. Then some compulsion made me turn around and walk away. I was walking toward a set of stairs leading up to the second floor and the bedrooms. In some picture I had once seen a naked lady with her back turned toward the photographer. She was throwing a look over her shoulder of “are you coming,” “I’ll be waiting,” or something of like mode. I do not know why that flashed into my mind, but it was there and I used it. I was as naked as that lady, and there was a photographer fully dressed behind me. I felt more feminine than masculine as I threw that inviting look over my shoulder and said that “I’ll be waiting and bring the camera,” at a woman almost paralyzed with astonishment.

I walked up to the bedroom and sat on the bed in front of the mirror to wait for Brenda. I heard her footsteps. Then her arm appeared from behind the open door, still covered in the sweatshirt she had on, and finally her whole self, still dressed. She sat beside me, the lens still resting on her chest.

“Go ahead,” I told her.

“Are you sure?” she asked me, as if afraid to proceed for some reason.

“Yes,” I told her. “Look in the mirror how I am naked for you and your camera. Enjoy it.”

With one hand, I guided the lens to her eyes. She looked at me with a quizzical expression, then realized the extent of the beautiful truth facing her and she pointed it down below the waist at a prominence that was certainly sticking up. She fired.

We were on our way. I would not get dressed again until we had to retrieve the kids and Brenda was hooked after her first adventure with it. She could not get enough of it.


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PostPosted: Sun Dec 29, 2019 12:29 pm 
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That's a great story, poseforher, and I can see why it was so memorable. I had a somewhat similar situation with a friend many years ago. We met at work (my part time second job), but I don't remember if she was a former coworker or not when I was her model. I think she was a little nervous asking me to pose, but was the instigator. She had been a photography art student and told me she had some ideas for a project she wanted to. It was also something personal, rather than a school assignment. If memory serves me correctly, by that time, I had already had some experience as a nude model for the local university art department, and she was aware of that fact. If I hadn't started working as a nude model, my friend would have known that in the past, I had posed for nude photos for my then girlfriend, now former wife (thus the reason I had to work at various second jobs). Anyway, she told me that she wanted to take some pictures, and we made arrangements for her to come over to my house. She told me that she wanted pictures of me in the guest bedroom. Partly to tease her, and also because she hadn't specifically mentioned nudity, I met her in the spare bedroom, wearing a pair of gym shorts that were loose, but only a little bigger than speedo type swim trunks, and asked her how she wanted me to pose. I think she was a bit surprised and possibly disappointed at my choice of clothing, but she took her pictures. I think it might have been the next week when she told me that she wanted to get some more pictures. We made arrangements for her to come over to my house again, and once again I met her in the bedroom wearing my shorts. She still seemed to be a little nervous about telling me what she wanted, but did say that she didn't want me to wear the shorts while I posed. Playing dumb, and still teasing her, I acted confused. I asked her what she wanted me to wear, since the shorts apparently wasn't what she had in mind. This time, she specifically let me know that she wanted me naked. I pulled off my shorts and asked her where and how she wanted me to pose. I let her know that my nude posing was not going to be limited to a single, you can't see anything beefcake type photo, unless that was what she wanted. I also asked her if her project idea was to have side by side photos of a model, dressed and nude, and would basically want the same poses as the last time. I honestly don't remember her response, or even the type of poses I did for her, but nothing would have been left to the imagination. She took her photos and asked if I wanted to take pictures of her, to sort of make things even. As far as I was concerned, this was an "I like you as a friend" type relationship, but did take a couple of photos that I never got to see if the film was even developed. This is something that happened over ten years ago. The last time I asked her about the project, she told me that she still hadn't done anything, but still had the photos. The last time I mentioned the photos, and how I'd be interested in seeing how I had changed over the years, she didn't answer that part of my message.


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PostPosted: Sun Dec 29, 2019 6:54 pm 
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acfnmfan2:

Thanks much for the comments. I appreciate it. I can still see her, stunned, as though she had been hit from behind, almost unable to move, as I disrobed in front of her suddenly and then turned around and flashed that look at her as I walked upstairs to the bedroom to await her. It was wild and I still have not forgotten it. At first she was nervous, almost afraid of it, but then after she had a few turns with it, she became aggressive with her camera, almost like a piranha:) Nothing was left to the imagination. I hope to work on more stories when I can get the time.

Thanks for your story. Man, you were awfully lucky with that lady coming back to shoot you again and that she even asked if you wanted to take shots of her as well:) Most ladies probably would not have come back and I was surprised that she even came to your house. Good story, though:) That's a bummer that when you asked her later on, she seemed uninterested in it.

About twenty years ago, I had something similar. I met a lady photographer at the dawn of the Internet age, back when AOL and CompuServe had risen to take financial advantage of this new realm of cyberspace. After several months of chatting online, we agreed to meet in person and she had asked if she could photo me. I readily assented and met her in her hometown, about a hundred miles away. For two days we did pictures and then I went home. Like you, I had experience as a model and in the nude as well. I love being naked on camera and I deliberately teased this lady, trying to be as subtle about it as I knew how to be and I was no expert. She enjoyed the time and I figured that would be the last of it. Much to my astonishment, she emailed me several days later to ask if I would not mind coming down again. I was the first model she'd ever worked with and she wanted to do some more work. I typed in with a joke about a Playgirl Centerfold (I cannot remember what I said here, but that was the gist of it), and, somewhat to my surprise, she said that's what she wanted to do. I agreed to it and she was incredulous at that:) And it is another story I want to write about when I get the time:)


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Fantastic memories, the idea of being in front of a woman’s camera while wearing just a smile is certainly enticing. Even moreover when the woman knows she wants it but isn’t sure how to ask exactly.


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PostPosted: Wed Jan 29, 2020 7:22 pm 
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"Fantastic memories, the idea of being in front of a woman’s camera while wearing just a smile is certainly enticing. Even moreover when the woman knows she wants it but isn’t sure how to ask exactly."

Thanks much Ru... It was fun. I can tell you what wearing nothing but a smile in front of a woman's camera is like. It was even more fun to to know that was what she wanted, yet she was too nervous to ask because she was not used to a guy being approachable like that. Then, there you are, wearing absolutely nothing and she's got that camera in her hands, you don't mind being naked while she is the other way, and she is suddenly beginning to realize that this is real:) I've experienced that several times in the past. I've had photographesses start from being really nervous to becoming raging tigers behind the lens after they got used to it:) One of them was that lady who I joked with about the Playgirl Centerfold (This being the age before the net and the web:)) With her, I went from still shoots to camcorder (again I was partly to blame..lol:)), and that was exciting:)


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My most memorable experience was years ago. I was driving a girl i knew home from work. While driving, she slid her hand in my shorts and took out my member. She proceeded to give a blowjob. I tried to stop but she said to keep driving. as i pulled onto her street i finished. She just got out of the car without saying a word, just smiled. looked at me with my dick out and waved goodbye.


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I drive Rideshare. I once had a group of 4 women in my vehicle. I told them they could dare me to do anything. They dared me to take my clothes off for the rest of the ride home. at the end they dared me to run around the car...and I had to kiss one while I was fully nude. Since then, when asked my craziest story...I tell riders. Frequently I do get dared to do it again.

Here is the list of times I’ve been nude in the rideshare vehicle.
1) listed above (about 15 min)
2) for 2 women, at the end—they asked me to sit fully nude in the backseat with them
3) for 4 women, (40 min ride) they couldn’t stop laughing. They kept trying to take pictures. I walked them to the door and took a photo with the 4 of them
4) for a 21st birthday—just drove with no shirt
5) for 3 women, about 20 min. Walked them to the door nude. Was about 18 degrees. It was someone’s birthday. They loved it
6) for 4 women, 13 min ride...only one ever to the bar instead of from. Had to cover up 5 min or so away to avoid being seen.

All give me thrills just thinking about them.


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Strip poker.
Simply play lots of stupid hand and end up naked in front of 2 fully clothed girls and 2 half naked boys :D


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Growing up was stripped by the girl who lived next door and 2 of her friends


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