Hello DPP,

First try at a new prompt, so it may still be a bit rough around the edges, but I'm hoping to make one of my oldest fantasies into a dirty RP. But before I get into that, a bit of boilerplate stuff, like that I'm Richard, 22M, with a modest if slightly chubby body, short brown hair, hazel eyes, and an average sized cock. My kinks are on the more niche side, but the main ones for this are casual nudity, romance, and teasing, with optional add-ons for everything from bodypainting, to petplay, to public sex. Other kinks are things like mutual masturbation, strip games, edging/orgasm control, light foodplay, and light bondage. Limits are blood, gore, death, violence beyond light choking or spanking, noncon/rape, bathroom stuff, and anything outrageously hardcore. I like to keep my prompts mostly lighthearted, consensual, fun, and slightly romantic.

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Before I get too deep into the story, I should say that anything I'm about to say is just my base idea. I'm more than open to discuss any modifications you would like to make.

The story begins with the two of us as college students and close friends (for age related reasons, but high school seniors 18 or older would work as well). I have a crush on you and you have one on me, and we have no idea about the other, with our friends occasionally mocking us for being so blind and not believing them. One night, as we are texting each other again, about homework or our favorite tv shows or whatever, one of us finally decides to get the courage to ask the other to a small low-key dance they overheard someone talking about, and we accept, on the condition that we go as friends open to the idea of seeing where things progress. We don't have to dress too nice, and meet up after a few minutes of nervous panicking, eventually finding this dance that was very poorly advertised.

We walk up to the main desk and sign in, handed two white garbage bags and a Sharpie by a blonde (as well as a small container of paints or a collar or small bottle of coconut oil, depending on any add-ons you want) wearing what I assume to be a strapless dress from the fact that her shoulders were bare. Confused, we ask what these are for, and are met with a look of surprise. "Why did you come here if you didn't know what this was?" is the only cryptic reply. Before too long, we see another couple come in, receive the same stuff and eagerly strip to their skin before writing their names on the bags and passing them back to the blonde, who I can now see is definitely not wearing a strapless dress. "Alright, fine, it's a naked prom. Here are some bags for your clothes, label it well, and either strip and come in or leave."

Nervous as hell, but really wanting this first date to go well, I turn to offer other ideas for a nice first date around campus, only to see/hear...

Feel free to continue from this point, are you already trying to unbutton my pants, are you already completely nude and waiting expectantly for me, are you waiting for me to offer to undress you, do you turn around and see me doing one of those things, or do we have a more detailed discussion about this? I don't want something where one of us is super against it and forced into it by the other person, but a bit of hesitation before we both agree, nervously or not, is fine.

Messages heavily preferred.