Eventually, the doctor came over to talk to me. The Goth guy was still there, waiting for something I guess. I almost jumped out of my skin. I felt so embarrassed. I finally turned, and sat down on the table, trying to look less like an exotic dancer. The doctor just stood there, in a bit of a daze. I motioned for him to go see what she wanted. He disappeared outside, leaving the curtain open. It should be no surprise that when I got home I ripped everything off below the waist and stood in the shower stall. That was the only place I could think of to

The place: a medium sized junior college (in some locales, these are called community colleges) in Northern California I should also mention at this point that Rob (at the time of this story my boyfriend, now my husband) had of course seen me naked — in the bedroom obviously, in the bathroom unsurprisingly. There were a couple of times when, in a frisky mood, I performed a striptease for him. But I don't count these as true CMNF. If we're going to bed and I happen to get my gear off first, it's not really CMNF. If I'm in the shower and he intrudes, by accident or by design, that ain't CMNF. If, in the heat of passion, he rips off my clothes, that's not quite within the definition either. Which is not to say that these things aren't an incredibly sexy turn-on for both of us, but they are not what I would call CMNF. After that, I was over at the boys' pool as much as possible. As I started getting bolder, I would meet Jake and undress at the entrance to the residence hall, in full view of anybody walking by, and then I would walk naked to the pool with Jake holding my clothes, waving to the other guys that we passed in the building. I even started shaving off my pubic hair so that I could literally be completely bare when I took my clothes off. She stood there, absolutely still, afraid to move, afraid to even breathe. I tugged her little dress down over her waist until it fell to the floor. Now she had no choice but to step out if it and hand it over to the butler. Callie was probably the closest friend to Anna. Callie was a tall redhead with big green eyes, a poor man's Emma Stone. I'd seen her in a bikini a few times before and I couldn't help but be attracted to her. She was fun and flirty and adventurous. She and her boyfriend Charlie had gone up to the lake a few days ago to get it all cleaned up before the rest of us arrived.I... I'm... my girlfriend from college just invited me to a CMNF party. And I want to go! But only if you take me." She practically gasped all those words out at once. Example of a suitable story line: A bored girl decides to take a naked stroll around her suburban neighborhood in the middle of the day.

Set in the Mailgirl Universe, or a world where naked mail-room carriers are legal in offices and businesses, popularized by Cambridge Caine . Example of a suitable story line: An older woman participates in a wet-t-shirt contest and takes it all off for the applause of drunk college students. Callie didn't slow down. In between pants, she said, "No - worries - hey - no - inhibitions - right?" I wanted to stop and just look at her, just soak in her nakedness, but I felt as if I was still performing. I made her step out of her pretty panties, and then tossed them in the general direction of the butler, who was standing right next to me, grinning and looking her up and down. I can't tell you! It's supposed to be a surprise! And, also, I don't know yet... That's the other thing I've been nervous about. We've been planning this trip for weeks, and I still haven't figured out what to do. I guess I want to see what the other girls have up their sleeves first - you know I don't want my idea to be lame in comparison. I'm supposed to host on the third night, so I've still got some time to brainstorm."

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I knelt down on one knee and looked up at her. She knew what was coming next. I grabbed her panties at each hip and paused. Then I roughly pulled them down.

This story was written by ENF CMNF Forum member mbsf13 (→ topic) and prepared for publication by forum moderator RunFreeRunWilder. I was beginning to worry about where this was leading, but just then, we heard a nurse outside call for him.The gasping ended and I slowly took my hand away. Lexi noticed some towels piled up on the chairs. She took one and wiped herself down between her legs, blushing furiously. Cindy’s thigh muscles were exposed, but so was her pussy. Her wet and SHAVED (due to fighting heat rash) pussy. The embarrassment ratcheted up when Cindy realized this. She overheard the girls saying: I’m surprised she shaves “down there”. Beavis and Butthead yelled: “SHIT, BARE-ASS TWAT!!! DAMN, WHAT A DAY!!” The prof shushed them. Most guys were just staring at her, not drawing. A few other girls were angrily drawing, the word “slut” was being whispered. The prof was having to yell at guys to draw, the girls to shut up, in that condescending way that weak pompous asses do. Quiet tumult best describes it.