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PostPosted: Sat Oct 26, 2019 5:28 am 
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My first cfnm experience wasn't quite naked.

I needed to get some stitches out of my upper leg from the doctor, but had a nurse instead.

I was 22 and she was mid-40's. Super attractive, good size boobs in a fairly tight nurses outfit.

She asked me to take off my jeans and sit reclined on the table, and she left the room.

I did as she asked, and when I was laying there waiting for her to come back, I noticed how much of an outline of my cock could be seen through my tight underwear. I started to get a little excited, and my cock began to grow and the outline, knob and all was clearly visible through the thin material.

The nurse came back in and I saw her look straight at my bulge. It started to turn me on even more.

She then started rubbing alcohol over my stitches, and her hands only a few inches from my bulge.

She then left the room again to get some scissors for the stitches. And this time I stuck my hands down and gave my cock a few good strokes. I was 80% hard now. I normally have an eerection that sticks right up, and touches my stomach. But for max effect, I pushed it down so it was pitching a tent big time.

The nurse came back, and started to go for the stitches. She was leaning in real close, and again starting straight at my cock. She was loving it.

We chatted, and I never got a full hard on.

At the end, rather than leave, she told me I could put my jeans back on. So i jumped up, still with my massive bulge. And she was staring right at my cock the whole time. She wasn't even hiding it.

Just as I had pulled my jeans almost all the way, but only my dick was still sticking straight out where the fly is. I was just about to do it up, when she stopped me, and said she needed to check again to see if the wound needed dressing. So back down my pants went, I'm still bulging ready to pop, and she crouches down in front of me and looks "at the healed wound", but really she had once last look at my cock.

She said all fine, and I put my jeans back on and left.

This wasn't really cfnm. And I've had a few true cfnm experiences. But this close call was the hottest. It's the kind of cfnm i like, where the woman has all the power in a casual and unexpected situation. I love when they are genuine interested in looking and don't shy away.


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PostPosted: Sat Oct 26, 2019 11:46 am 
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My first CFNM experience was in a very young age. I was a young child.
I had two female friends and we were playing together. We were all in our underwear during summer because it was hot in the house.
I remember one day the two friends visited our house and i was spending the time playing with them. They were fully clothed and I was in my underwear. At some point I took my penis out from the underwear as joke- as if it was an accident - and the girls started laughing their ass off. Since I got a positive reaction I did it again and every time the girls were laughing in tears and pointing at my penis. I didn't think it was erotic because I was kid - I didn't have developed hormones etc- but i thought it was funny. The girls thought it was the funniest thing in the world.


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PostPosted: Sat Oct 26, 2019 3:32 pm 
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Honestly, I have yet to have an experience as an adult. But as a kid, I would always shower with the door open and my female cousins would come in and out with no problems looking the male cousins over once or twice.


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PostPosted: Sat Oct 26, 2019 7:22 pm 
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first experience i remember was swimming at my cousins place and ended up getting pantsed by my guy cousin standing right in front of my younger female cousin and two of her friends


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PostPosted: Sun Oct 27, 2019 3:45 am 
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My first experience was watching my cousin change clothes. He always asked to do in front of us.


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PostPosted: Sun Oct 27, 2019 5:32 pm 
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I said elsewhere that I don’t consider visiting a nudist beach proper cfnm, but have to admit that my first cfnm experience — before even realizing that I liked cfnm — involved such a visit. While still in undergrad, I was trying to impress a girl that I ended up dating briefly. She wanted to try nude sunbathing but she didn’t want to do this alone. So she convinced her best friend and I to join her. When we made it to the beach, the two girls were vey apprehensive and wanted me to undress first. It took some nagging before I decided to go for it (as I said, I was trying to impress!) Anyways, the girls tried to play it cool, but the first few minutes were super awkward. In fact, I even got a bonner and they started to make fun of me! It was such a fun day! I still remember it fondly.

That said, my first full cfnm experience involved my current GF. We enjoy reading erotica together and she realized I was into cfnm scenarios (reading cfnm-specific stories or femdom). She suggested we try it in real life because she always found the fantasy intriguing. Long story short, she planned for it by inviting two of her best friends. When the time came, my stomach was a huge mess. Although I knew her friends from before, my GF wanted my to wear a blindfold and tie my hands behind my back so as to walk me from the bedroom to the living room where the girls were waiting for me. She said that was her fantasy! I still can’t believe I did that! Spent the rest of the evening doing all sorts of things they asked me to. We did this once more and ever since her friend has joked that she wants to throw a party of her own where I’ll be invited as the naked server!


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PostPosted: Mon Oct 28, 2019 2:02 am 
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I remember the boys and girls had to change together for Gym/phys ed, up to age 12.

No big deal for the girls, they had skirts as part of uniform, sso, just wrapped that around them.

I remember being watched as I undressed to my underwear by the girls, and feeling weird. Possibly how this began.


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PostPosted: Mon Oct 28, 2019 2:22 am 
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My first cfnm experience happened when I went to hospital for knee surgery to correct a football injury. I was ushered by a plump pretty nurse (about 30) into a six bed ward up beside a bed. She drew the curtains around, placed a hospital gown on the bed and instructed me to undress and that someone would come and take some particulars. She disappeared through the curtains leaving me to follow her instructions which i did but i wasn't sure if I was supposed to don the hospital gown. I didn't and stood there naked patiently waiting for the the someone to come and take some particulars. About ten minutes later plump and pretty slipped back through the curtains with a thirty something sister in accompaniment. They walked to the other side of the bed and stood facing me. The sister began questioning me on my medical history while pretty plumpy stood silent. I was a little self conscious at first but as time went on i began to relax and started to notice things. Things like the fact they both wore wedding rings. Things like both were sneaking peeks at my larger than normal penis.I'm guessing this is where my cfnm fetish originated for i began to get aroused. As my penis began to stiffen both women's peeks became looks. Sisters words became thin and quivering;pretty plump stood completely still, lips slightly parted, staring. My penis was fully erect by now and all three of us were silent and motionless when the curtains whooshed apart and there hands on hips stood matron. She took one look at my collapsing penis, picked up the hospital gown, threw it at me, ordered me to put it on, turned to my accomplices and said "haven't you two got something more productive to do?" donald


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PostPosted: Tue Oct 29, 2019 12:09 pm 
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I found out I was into CFNM thanks to the infamous pool scene in Porky's movie. Even though only the boys were naked I felt a lot of arousal over it.

I had a CFNM experience at a friend's house, he had a pool so I was changing to my trunks in the bathroom and 2 girls walked in on me naked. I pretended to be embarassed, but I really wasn't.


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PostPosted: Wed Oct 30, 2019 8:21 am 
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My very first experience with CFNM happened seemingly out of nowhere. It was way back in the 1970s, a couple years after the magazine Playgirl had come out to finally equalize the genders in the realm of centerfold magazines, and long before there was any such thing as the digital age and its Internet and CFNM. It was also during the women's liberation movement of Gloria Steinem and women were feeling particularly aggressive at that time. I remember walking into girl's rooms and seeing them wallpapered with Playgirl centerfolds and chuckling to myself and wondering if I might get asked to be one of those centerfolds. I am dating myself as to how old I am, but it was a great age to be young in:)


I was riding a subway train in the city of Boston, Massachusetts, and the train was jammed beyond capacity. The subways in those days never could accommodate very many and the demand was always greater than the capacity for those old cars. One afternoon I got onto the subway. I was riding to a stop that would lead me to a convenient entrance ramp on the highway to hitchhike north and see a girlfriend of mine. I was just a hippie with a backpack, squished into this car like peas in a can and I saw a pair of elegant legs not far away pressed up against a seat. I could not see the owner. I forgot about them and rode on to my stop. When it came, I had force my way off, threading through the passengers who were going on. I did not see that the legs I had seen were following me until I disembarked and heard a feminine voice say "hello."

I turned and in stunned surprise. I did not know her, but there she was saying hello. She was beside me, a pretty lady, older than my nineteen years, and dressed in the attire of someone going to work in an office. I could not understand why she was talking with a strange hippie like me with a backpack. By deft maneuvering, however, that I did not understand until much later, she worked on me long enough to compel me back into the subway going back down the direction I had just come up from. The way led to her apartment. Once inside the door, this artist at seduction behind the facade of an office worker, had me completely undressed inside of a couple minutes.

A guy who is only nineteen was like handling silly putty for a woman as experienced as her and she showed how easily she could work me over. In essence, I was raped, but it was not the kind of the unwilling. Every attempt from me to produce the same result in her was repulsed easily. I stood in front of her, without a stitch on as she stepped back to admire her handiwork. She made me walk around the apartment, get things for her while the laser like quality of her eyes focused on me. Now, in a sense, I was one of those centerfolds. I was so nervous my legs almost buckled underneath me. Yet, there was a different quality that showed where she was also focusing her eyes. It was a certain eroticism flowing through me like a nuclear reactor. She knew it too and was delighting in it as she directed me to stand here, move there, and she was the connoisseur. She offered me the change to get dressed and at least cease the embarrassment, but I made a conscious choice that later define a future for me in an unknown entity then called CFNM. Although embarrassed, nervous, shy, etc, and still uncertain about being out in the open in front of a woman fully dressed, I decided to stay as I was then -- the NM component of the CF. She would later confessed that it had been a fantasy of hers to meet a strange guy somewhere, take him back home, and do that to him, and I was the one she chose. She had expected a fight, as most guys are very defensive about a woman seeing them like that, and was surprised when she did not get one. I visited her over several months and each time it was the same. We liked our respective roles more and more.

Later on, when I was a CFNM model for cameras and camcorders, I employed some of the things I learned from her for the visual pleasure of women behind those lenses. I think they thanked that lady:)


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