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PostPosted: Thu Dec 19, 2019 3:45 pm 
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Ok i'll share with you my two first expériences, the first one being not involved contrary to the second one :

1: Was around 7 years old, in a sportif complex for kids from 3/4 to 13/14 old, was innoncently peeing outside in downstair, unknowing that the big sister ( around 12) of my n'est friend was upstair ans could look directly at what i was doing. Suddently, i felt that i was watched, head up and saw her, she burst in laught saying 'i saw your weenie ! I saw your weenie' . I was devastated to be confronted at two facts, first one was that sexuality exist, second one was the double standard upon the right for satisfy the curiosity about this.

2: Was still around 7 (after the above expérience), was punished by my professor and was 'sequestred' in an adjacent room of the classroom. Can't remember exactly why but around 5or6 girls were also punished with me with no other supervision than our teacher teaching in the next room to the rest of the class. Anyway can't remember again but at some point we were in the 'i'll show mine if you show yours' mode, despite it was more you show us and one of us may show you ! So to be sure i asked to be the first to see, the most brave girl accepted and bend with panties on knees but very fast so it was more intriging than satisfying but, she did her part so i had to do mine.. Then i had 5 girl waiting with big interest the show, as soon as i opened my zipper and let thèm have a glance that they scream in joy remembering to all of us that wd were not as alone as that. The teacher burst in the room asking what are you doing in hère !!? Of course wd didn't told anything and she left us saying 'stay calme or you will be very more punished' !

The End (sorry for the language, some are my bad, some are from this fu**ing automatc ortograph corrector (i'm french))


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PostPosted: Sun Dec 22, 2019 9:23 am 
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My first experience is from nude beach in slovakia...i was 20years old a went to nude beach for the first time. I put my stuff on the side of the beach because i was shy and knew when i put down all my clothes i will get boner immediately what actualy happend :D..so id decided to go to forest near lake to hide my erection...i knew that there was also sidewalk around the whole lake...so when i walked through the forest there were also 2 girls in bikini who were walking right to my way..i had 3/4 boner and the only one option was to go around them...i was sooo nervous ...when they came in front of me they asked me how can they get to nude beach ...one girl was staring at my boner permanently...my boner was hardest what i ever had...i was shaking and sweating...one girl who was staring at my boner staretd to smile...i expained them right way a continue to walk deeper to the forest...i heard them laughing and said somethin about my penis...then i get off the sidewalk tinto bushes and jerked myself...i cum massive load 2 meters and had one of the bigest orgasm ever :D


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PostPosted: Sun Dec 22, 2019 1:01 pm 
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My first experience CFNM was at a protest during a period of social unrest, because the government had drastically hiked tuition fees for university students. Every day, for about two months there was a protest, and eventually, somebody had the idea to have a naked protest. But, by naked protest most people understood that to be underwear and tops for the ladies. Not me! I went fully naked and it was an amazing experience. So many women giving me thumbs-up, and smiles, and winks. And so many groups of young women on the sidewalks who were not part of the protest looking and commenting and smiling and talking about my penis. I could even here the comments sometimes, like one woman saying to others ''Look! Look girls! A penis! OMG a penis''!

It was such a liberating experience. Especially to get so many positive reactions from so many ladies.

It was my first CFNM experience, and it definitely wasn't my last. Now I am addicted to attending any events where I can practice CFNM. I am addicted to the exhilaration and the feeling of vulnerability that being naked in front of so many women brings me. That they can judge me, that they can see it all. But more importantly, I am addicted to seeing the enjoyment that it brings them.


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PostPosted: Sun Dec 22, 2019 6:52 pm 
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I was around 10, hard to remember the exact age, but I remember being with my male friend the same age and his one or two year older sister. We were in the 'show me mine, show me yours mood' and in his garage. My friend whipped his out first really fast and put it away, almost too fast to see anything. Then his sister did the same thing. First time seeing that, I was stunned, and excited. I went last, just as fast as them. My heart felt like it was going to burst out of my chest. The next day at school I saw his sister and she gave me a flirtatious smirk and glanced down at my crotch. Never going to forget any of that. :D


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PostPosted: Mon Dec 23, 2019 11:36 am 
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I started working as a life model when I was in the uni. I volunteered to be a life model for an art society at my uni and there were only 3 girls turned up for the class.


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PostPosted: Tue Dec 24, 2019 3:02 am 
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My first CFNM experience was on a nude beach in Croatia. I convinced my gf to go to this nude beach on the island but when we got there, there was not many people nude, only a few men and a couple older ladies. However the beach was full with younger women on holidays in bikinis. My gf insisted I strip after dragging her all the way out there. I reluctantly got naked and I remeber her taking my shorts. She kept me nude all day and I loved it after a while.


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PostPosted: Wed Dec 25, 2019 2:41 am 
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My first experience is very old, but very personal. I was maybee 19 or 20 years old, on a bicycle trip in mountains, tired, sweaty, and I did wash in a small crystal clear mountain river. But to my surprise a group of people, mostly women with the age from young to retired, appeared and stopped by me or more accurately by my bike and clothes. No chance to escape. So I did stay in the water, we did chat there for some time, how hot is it outside. I didn't know anything about CFNM or anything similar, Internet was not invented yet in that time, but I remember that situation till now.


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PostPosted: Wed Dec 25, 2019 3:03 am 
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My first experience was when I went to overseas and visited my first nude beach. I saw some nice looking individuals and immediately felt embarrasssed of what came out as a reaction. Let’s just say they knew I was looking over at them.


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PostPosted: Wed Dec 25, 2019 10:38 am 
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I have always dreamt about CFNM action but my first experience was quite "normal".
It was with my girlfriend. At the first level of relationship, she was too shy to get fully naked.
I offered comfort approach: she stays clothed, I get naked so she can get used to situation in more comfort way for her. She agreed and then we kissed and huged. Later she did find out that was some kind of win-win situation for me :)
She finds it funny that when we play strip chess I always somehow lose :lol:


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PostPosted: Wed Dec 25, 2019 1:34 pm 
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My first experience was 100% unexpected - but the adrenaline rush I experienced that evening left a life-long, lasting impression on me. I was hooked! Having attended high school in Texas, Friday night football games were a way of life in our family. Not being athletic at all, I followed my older sister's footsteps and joined our high school's marching band. On nights we traveled with our football team on away games, it was mandatory that we be fully dressed in our band uniform before boarding the buses.

One evening, due to car trouble, I was running late and had just made it back to school right as the buses were departing. My band director was very glad I had made it (one of the parent boosters had packed my uniform on the bus) and told me I could get dressed once we arrived and everyone had existed the bus. As the last person got off the bus, I looked up from my seat in the middle of the bus and noticed the bus driver looking back at me from the extra large rear view mirror. She asked me if there was anything wrong as I hadn't left with the rest of the band. Before I could answer, my band director climbed into the bus with my uniform and asked the driver if it was ok if I got dressed in the bus. She said no problem - but she had to park the bus first as she was in the drop-off only area. My director said he was ok with it and would have one of the parent boosters head over to the back parking lot to make sure I made it back to the rest of the team without any problems. Just as he was exiting, I heard another voice just outside the bus door asking if he could also change into his uniform - the driver said, "of course." Expecting to see a fellow band member, I was surprised to see it was the guy who dressed as our high school mascot - we were the Indians.

The driver asked us not to start changing until she had parked the bus. Once parked, she turned on the lights inside the bus and gave us the go ahead - however, she would need to stay as she couldn't leave the bus with any passengers inside. I was not all that crazy about that but , at the time, I was more concerned about being late to give it any serious thought. Our mascot - a Senior in extremely good shape - quickly said, "not a problem." Given we both were running late, I believe, we really didn't care that our 50ish, mom-looking bus driver was going to be staying in the bus as we got dressed. As she stayed in her seat, she started a conversation with our mascot, who she was looking at through the rear view mirror.

Both of us were changing in the aisle. I was in the middle of the bus, he was right at the front, just a seat or two away from the driver. If she looked at all in my direction, the most she would have seen me in would have been my y-fronts. Again, I was more worried about being late - I really wasn't thinking about anything else. That is until I had to tie my band shoes and finally looked in the direction of our mascot, who was standing facing the front of the bus, in only his jeans.

He was busy tying the short beaded breast plate around his chest, (pretty much shirtless), while holding a conversation with the driver, whose eye's were locked on him. Then, without any hesitation, he unbuckled his belt and took off his jeans, all the while facing and talking to the driver. Since there was really nothing to that beaded breast plate, he was pretty much just standing there in his white briefs folding up his jeans. Then he did something so totally unexpected - he pulled down his underwear. By the time he had placed his jeans and briefs into his bag and pulled out his other pants, he had to have been standing there, fully exposed to the driver, for more than a minute. Neither I or the bus driver could take our eyes off the situation. Then it was over.

He finished getting dressed and left in a mad rush...I meet my chaperone right outside the bus. But as I was leaving, both the driver and I passed each other a quick glance that read WTF. The rush I felt as he was standing there naked in front of her was very similar to the feeling of a wet dream - it was very orgasmic. I had no idea what I was feeling at the time - but I was determined to feel it again knowing damn well what had triggered it. I've been a fan ever since...hoping to have that holy grail(ish) experience once again.


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