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PostPosted: Tue Nov 19, 2019 10:40 am 
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My first cfnm experience was being a fill in bartender to help a friend. She told me it was in a club and one of the bartenders had backed out and she needed someone to fill in. she begged me to help and said rather coyly that I would have the time of my life if I agreed to do it.

I finally relented and agreed to do it. Everything seemed normal when I arrived to help set up the bar. As the place started to fill up it became very obvious that it was going to be all women as the clientele. Lots of women hitting on me so I was quite enjoying myself. Everything was going well until suddenly the lights went down and out came the first of many male strippers. I was fascinated to see how the women behaved. Some were shy some were not but as the night wore on and the alcohol flowed the action got hotter and hotter.

Women began groping the strippers and playing with them. The women were fully clothed and dressed to the nines so it was very erotic to see them drooling over the strippers and trying to touch them. I could hear their comments which were far from lady like haha. I couldn't believe my eyes. They were popping out boobs to get the male strippers attention, they were grabbing cocks and some even began to suck on them.

There was one women who was quite striking hanging around the bar talking to me. She was the girl next door type. Very sweet and very sexy. I asked why she wasn't joining the others at the stage and she said she was just taking it slow. I teased her that she was too shy to go up to a stripper. She laughed and said her innocent girl look was only a part of who she was. I said sure sure all talk and laughed. She then learned over the bar looked right at my cock and said okay let's see who is shy and who isn't. As she stared at my cock she said I want you to watch me and when I come back here to the bar I'm going to check on your progress ...down there.

So off she went and of course my eyes were glued to her. She got to the stage and waited for the stripper to come close to her. When he learned in close she whispered something in his ear and then looked back at me and smiled. Next she reached up and started giving him a handjob to the joy and approval of all of the other women. There she was stroking his cock and looking over her shoulder to see if I was watching. Fuck it was hot. She pulled him in close and wrapped her lips around his cock for just a few quick bobs up and down and then spun around to walk back to the bar.

As she got back to the bar the look on her face was a half smile and half see ... I told you I wasn't all shy. She then leaned over the bar and stared at the huge bulge in my pants and said .... I see you liked my little performance. From that moment on I was fucking hooked. There was this sweet girl next door dressed in a pair of tight jeans and a buttoned up blouse staring at my cock and saying ... if you are a good boy ... I just may treat you like that stripper ...


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PostPosted: Tue Nov 19, 2019 11:23 am 
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Hello. I'd say my first experience was in my high school years and having this beautiful student nurse glide her hand over my junk while giving me a pressure test or whatever it's called when they ask if you feel any pain. She giggled and gave me a sph sign before leaving the room when I asked if there was anything to worry about.
Another would be catching two girls from hs deliberately checking out the gap in my shorts while I was sitting for pe. Don't know if they saw anything but it was pretty hot.


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PostPosted: Wed Nov 20, 2019 8:22 am 
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My first cfnm experience took place at home with my wife and our lesbian friends, once they both met with boys but after a few disappointments they decided to try a different life. We had a gaming evening sprinkled with alcohol, we have known each other for several years, we spent holidays together and many weekends, conversations often revolved around sex and nudity. We played puns when a proposal to play for striptease came. Within 2 minutes everyone had guessed as many actions as possible, I lost. Unwilling, I danced and undressed after taking off my panties, I turned to the girls only and wanted to get dressed, but my wife asked for new drinks. I went, returning both hands I was taken and the prick banged on my thighs. The girls had a beautiful view.


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PostPosted: Thu Nov 21, 2019 3:50 am 
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Competing in wrestling and wearing the usual skin tight wrestling singlet which elicited many comments of female admiration and lusty teasing from the women in the crowd.


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PostPosted: Thu Nov 21, 2019 11:23 am 
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This was not my first CFNM experience, but it was probably one of the more fun ones. It was something that I initiated myself too, that I did deliberately on my own volition. It kind of grew out of what I had become since I had met up with and been involved with my girlfriend back then, Lori. Lori was a photographer. She lived and breathed it, the camera was as much a part of her as were her limbs, and by being her lover I had also become by default her own model. Somehow, she had turned a man who was afraid of getting his picture taken for a driver’s license into someone that actually enjoyed being in front of the camera.

After some months of this, she had even got me out of my clothes in front of the camera while she stayed in hers and, surprisingly to both of us, I had not shied away from it in my first CFNM experience. In fact, I had seemed to embrace it more than she or I had imagined I would as I had always been shy about this. We had never talked about it before. I had loved it. In that first time, I had not only given her the opportunity, of which she took great advantage, but had even suggested that we continue after she had run out the roll of film that had been in her camera then. What had started as a few pictures, lasted from morning until night and I knew that she was as hooked on it as I was. I am dating myself here, as this was long before the digital age of the iphone and the Internet that blossomed forth an unheard of genre then called CFNM. This was unheard of in those days of the Woodstock Nation era. The CFNM thing then was Playgirl. That was revolutionary for those days, and after that first time I had become among that revolution.

It was a Friday Morning. I was on my way to class again. I had bid Lori farewell and gone off to go catch the bus to class for the day. She had the day off. I stopped at the top of the stairs as I heard a click, a sound I knew so well. I had left the door ajar when I had gone out and this turned out to be a fatal mistake. I watched her through the crack in the door. She was moving around the bedroom, her eyes searching for any light or shadow that she could turn into something that was all but living. She excelled in this and I had often admired it. I watched her in her element. The morning sun was pouring into the bedroom, splayed by the window panes, and making collages of light and shadows in the room.

The week before it had been the same way in my first CFNM experience. I watched her and saw us posing in front of the bedroom mirror — me naked and her dressed — and how she had put the lens on a tripod and on automatic and had posed us together and then taken another camera she had and using it on me while the one on the tri pod enjoyed us. The feelings flowing through me were surreal. I had never known such intensity and did not want to stop them. In the end, the roommate had come home and we had to stop it.

The roommate was gone for the weekend. I had to make a decision. If I did not go in the next few minutes, I would miss the bus and then miss class. I kept watching her, kept thinking and remembering and, almost before I knew it, my hands were undoing the raiment I had put on a few moments before to go to class. They worked at it as if on their own until I was standing there, stark naked on on the top of the stairs. Lori did not see me. My heart was slamming against my chest, almost breaking the rib cage that held it back, almost like it had been the week before. I was nervous, my knees shook, as I made toward that door. I pushed it open. Lori swung around i total shock and surprise. There I was, naked, and in full bloom. I made for the couch in our room and sat down on it in front of her, offering myself to her and her lens. There is hardly a more powerful feeling than that. She moved closer. Now, she was smiling as the full import of what was happening manifested itself to her. She put the lens to her eye.

“Go ahead,” I said. “It’s all yours.”

We knew that the roommate was not coming home until Sunday. We knew then that I would not be dressed until then and that she would be and it was open season for her on me. Some 45 years later I still cherish that moment.


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PostPosted: Thu Nov 21, 2019 9:20 pm 
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Beautiful story poseforher, and written with taste.


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PostPosted: Fri Nov 22, 2019 5:57 pm 
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My first CFNM experience was when i was in college, me and a group of friends went out drinking at an abandoned parking lot. One of our friends invited his girlfriend and all of her friends to come along and join us. Whilst we waited for the girls some of us boys went to play soccer, shirts and skins (even though it was freezing), i was drunk and hyper and didn't mind the taking my clothes off and went the extra mile and stripped to just by underwear, socks and shoes just for a laugh. About 20 minutes later the girls arrive (There were around 6 of them varying from very attractive to not so attractive) and sat down along the curb in the parking lot next to where we were playing waiting for us to finish our game so we could go somewhere else together. I am not very good soccer and i usually just bunt the ball away as soon as i get it, as the ball was coming towards me one of my friends signalled for me to pass him the ball, so i booted it and it missed him completely and it ended up spilling one of the girls bottles of wine that they had propped up on the curb spilling most of it out in the process.

They weren't too happy about that and i got some verbal abuse, but i wanted to apologise so i approached them to say i was sorry and i would buy whoever the wine belonged to another bottle. There i was in just my underwear and shoes trying to set things right, when one of the girls, my friends girlfriend, gets up and goes over to talk to him, i thought nothing of it and continued to try lighten the mood with the ladies, when just a few moments later my friend runs up behind me and yanks my underwear down. I was mortified, but tried to play it cool (bad idea), but it was freezing and my already unimpressive dick and balls was shrivelled up and most of the girls were sitting at eye level with them practically in there face. They were in hysterics, pointing and laughing at my "widdle wee wee", like i said i tried to play it cool and act like i wasn't totally humiliated and took my sweet time pulling my underwear up as if to say "so what, it's natural", this was enough time for one of the girls to pull out her phone and take a video as another one of the girls (one of the more attractive ones) tried to poke my dick with her cold fingers. I backed away and she missed but her hand grazed my inner thigh, which was apparently enough to give me an instant boner. I instantly tried to cover up but it was too late and they all had seen my boner and continued pointing, laughing and mocking me for the rest of the night (and months after).

This was by far the most humiliating experience i have ever had, so much so that i tried to suppress it for years and pretend like it didn't happen. The past year or so i have gotten into CFNM and SPH stuff and i can almost garuntee it stems from what happened to me back then.

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PostPosted: Sat Nov 23, 2019 10:53 am 
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"Beautiful story poseforher, and written with taste."

Thanks so much, Zizi. Glad you liked it. It is a true story:) It is actually a shortened version of the original one I had written about that moment:).


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PostPosted: Sat Nov 23, 2019 3:05 pm 
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My first true CFNM experience happened when I was young I lived on a farm in Wisconsin. Adjacent to our farmland was a forest where I'd routinely go hiking in the nude. I never came across any other people in these hikes, didn't really expect to since it was a fairly remote area. On one naked hike (I was about 13 years old) I had stopped by the small stream that ran through the woods and was lying on the bank with my feet in the water. Hearing a rustling noise I assumed it was a bird or squirrel, until I heard a giggling noise. I looked up startled and saw 2 teenage girls staring at me. They were my neighbors that lived about 1/2 mile down the road from me. I was a bit shocked and hurriedly tried to cover my frank and beans. The older of them (about 15 years old) whispered something to her younger sister (about 10) and they both giggled again. They kept walking closer and then past me, and never stopped staring and smiling as they went by. I was extremely embarrassed, but at the same time, incredibly turned on by the experience.


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PostPosted: Sat Nov 23, 2019 8:27 pm 
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Depending on the definition of "true experience", I am not sure if this counts but I am sure some people will enjoy this true story.

At 17, I had passed out of basic military training and was in trade training. We did regular mixed PE sessions and I can remember seeing a group of girls gathered near the male changing area. They were laughing when I entered but then went silent. I went in and changed for PE without a further thought.

This happened a couple of times before I realised what the attraction was; where they positioned themselves, they could see into the male changing room. There was a full length mirror on the wall and it showed the benches near the entrance. The door closer did not work properly, meaning that it took a good 10 seconds for the door to shut. I mentioned this to a colleague and he said all the girls knew about this and loved to ogle the guys, hoping to see some of us nude.

The next PE session, after showering, with a pounding heart, I moved all my belongings to one of these benches. I knew that the next group were due to start soon, so there would probably be some of the girls outside. As another clothed guy left, I removed my small towel from my waist and carefully used it to dry my hair.

The door stuck open as usual and, peaking under the towel, I could clearly see there were at least three women sat outside, all looking intently at the mirror. The noise of laughter made it clear they could see me and found my full frontal nudity hilarious. I pretended not to hear and waited until the door closed before covering myself up again, painfully aware that I had become physically excited by the exposure.

It may have been my imagination but I did see the girls a few days later and one of them grinned at me when we made eye contact, indicating she knew exactly who I was and that she had enjoyed the show!


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