I had some reservations about taking up Dagmar's offer, that she might join me on one of my morning walks. Was this an offer to join me dressed, while I was naked? Good! Or was she offering to be naked too? Dangerous! Or was she expecting us to both be dr...
This sequence of events took place nearly twenty years ago, when we were living in Sydney's eastern suburbs. As revealed in my previous contributions, I often strolled about the neighbourhood, before dawn, naked but for shoes, holding shorts in my hand, f...
Having outlined in some detail the events arising from my introduction to Wendy's sister, Bev, I was not surprised that my wife took up the offer to meet. Her enthusiasm is what surprised me. Barbara was quite used to my efforts to be seen naked, in publi...
One day, about a year ago, glancing out our kitchen window, I noticed Wendy and my wife Barbara, chatting out back across the fence. Barbara knew I wandered about our yard naked, and I had told her that Wendy had seen me. She has always tolerated my exhi...
I felt as though a new phase in my exposure of my naked self had begun, with my neighbour Wendy. I ventured naked into my backyard more frequently, on the assumption that discovery by Wendy, would be tolerated at least, if not welcomed. I would sit naked...
I am not sure how this all started. It probably began when I was in my late sixties, and Wendy, our next-door neighbour, was in her early seventies. I have been an exhibitionist since my late teens. I love to be naked, and, except for cold days, would nor...
For a while, I am naked, alone with Jo. She oversees the setting up of a table and four chairs, towards the centre of the room. Three chairs are placed on one side of the table, close in, while the other is positioned on the opposite side, a little furthe...
Out of this "market test", a few longer term CFNM opportunities came my way. I will detail a few of them. One lady approached me directly, with a suggestion that I entertain a group of ladies from a support group, that she had been attending. The ladies w...
Jo opens the door, and leading me by the hand, walks me to the centre of the room, and onto a small pedestal, about a metre square, and maybe twenty centimetres high. I am wearing a hospital gown, tied loosely at the back. Under this gown I am completely...
"What are you doing?" the smaller of the two women asked, as she approached from down the hotel corridor, having just exited from the elevator. "Just getting some ice." I continued to ladle some ice cubes into my bucket, while I modestly stayed facing the...
My experience with gay sex had only just begun. I was thirty-six when Diane arranged for my first experience with Jim, Allan and herself, recounted in a previous story. Prior to that occasion, I do not believe that the thought that I might enjoy sex with...
In my early days I was a very competitive swimmer, as well as being a compulsive exhibitionist (the latter, I still am). Sometimes, watching championships in person, or on TV, I would see a competitor start to lose his swimming trunks during a race, or ev...
My first towel drop story was from my much younger days. When caught with just a towel around one's waist, by controlled breathing, it is easy to allow the towel to drop to the ground at the time of one's choosing, leaving oneself "accidentally" naked. To...
Since my late teens I have been obsessed with presenting myself naked to women and mixed audiences. I like to present as a submissive, vulnerable and non-threatening nude. I started by allowing myself to be seen naked through my front window. I was sexual...
This event took place while on holiday with Susan down the coast from Sydney. I have covered some of her exploits in previous submissions. On this occasion, I was the one getting naked for an audience.The house we rented for the week was across the road f...
