“Smile and wait for the flash” says the elderly photographer.

I spot disaster instantly No! I mouth to my work wife, but her shirt is already flying up behind him.

The flashbulb blinds me and makes me splutter.

“Are you alright sonny? You’re awfully red in this one”

ooo

My seatmate has to be getting suspicious.

I lift my shirt up, just barely exposing my nipples.

He doesn’t react this time. Eyes forward. Using his peripheral vision?

I raise it a bit higher; fully exposing my tits.

Then I yank it down as he turns, hiding my grin by pretending to be fascinated with clouds out the window.

Not this time, stranger, not this time.

ooo

Tiffany lunges out of the crowd of giggling cheerleaders and grabs my hands “Come on” she says, “We’re going skinny dipping”

We hurry down to the watering hole, laughing and stripping as we go. For the first time, I see my crush naked.

“Oh, we’re going skinny dipping” I say, as I realize that no one followed us.

ooo

“I went as a sexy package. Brown high highs for the paper, ‘Handle with care’ stickers on my nipples, ‘Awaiting Inspection’ tape on my pussy.”

“Girl, I bet you looked hot!”

“Hell yeah! But then some bitch spilled her drink and the stickers stopped sticking.”

“Gasp! What did you do?”

“I ran away of course; I was topless!”

ooo

I shouldn’t have bratted.

My bodice is down, my thigh-slit open. I’m exposed to the hotel forecourt.

The expo is raucous, anyone could exit and see me. Hidden revellers parade on the street. My breath is ragged. My pussy wet.

I fearfully eye the driveway. “Please sir.”

“Wait.”

Suddenly I hear an engine! “Pleaseplease!”

Headlights appear and turn.

“Cover yourself”

I duck behind him as the car pulls up.

He opens the door of the uber for me. “Good girl” he smiles.

ooo

The grainy polaroid is spectacular.

The blonde streaker caught between laughing and screaming. Her hair, tits, and legs sailing wildly as the football player brings her down with a flying tackle.

I raise my eyebrow. “Why do you have this, Mum?”

“Well I want to remember the moment I met your Dad.”

ooo

Taylor makes a show of stretching. Sundress sliding over skin with no bumps for bra or panties. Even in a public park, we get a few appreciative glances.

“I figure anyone who checks me out gets what they asked for”

I nod and add “Plus a bonus”, glancing between his legs.

ooo

“Really now, Harold. Nudity in a restaurant?” I shift uncomfortably; the cheap plastic of the booth scratches my skin.

“Come on, Agatha. The young people seem to love it.”

“I think our waitress likes the look of you.”

“She’s a third my age!”

“Let me help you with that, Sir” says Candi; her bosoms spilling over my husband’s shoulders as she straightens his tie.

ooo

I glance dismissively at the nude woman leaning in the doorframe “Lady if you want this pizza then you can’t pay with your body.”

The embarrassed woman disappears and is replaced by her boyfriend who says, “I have some money for you.”

I stare at his dick print “Well let's not be hasty”

ooo

The ticking clock is maddening, I need to be seen.

I stand in front of the mirror and slowly strip. Admiring my reflection and challenging what's behind it.

The voice from the crackling speaker sounds weary. “Ma’am, once again, if you just sit down, I’m sure my partner will see you shortly.”

ooo

I pinch the bridge of my nose. “So, as food-play, you wanted sauce licked out of your pussy, but Mick grabbed the Tabasco, and that’s why my waiters were writhing on the floor, naked and screaming?”

“Am I fired?” sobs Mandy. She has tears in her eyes and is pouring milk on her crotch.

“Nah, this is nowhere near the stupidest thing Mick has done”

“Thath’sh true.” Agrees Mick.

ooo

“I have a Christmas tale”, Adam spreads three kings over my tits. We’re both all-in; the winner of this hand will own the loser's clothes and body for the night.

Adam looks hungry. His cock so hard that it’s almost straining to close the distance between us.

I look at my cards. pause, and place them face down. “I lose”, I smile, “I just have a bunch of hearts”

ooo

The aircon is broken, the heatwave intense.

I wear only underwear inside, Sabine wears nothing.

I can't stop sneaking glances. After a few weeks, she notices.

“You poor thing.” she purrs, peeling my panties down. “You’re soaked through! Let’s get you out of these wet clothes.”

ooo

We arrive at the fetish ball and I admire my wife.

The many chains of her plunging necklace wrap around her body in diamond patterns, tugging at nipple and clit piercings before passing through the lips of her pussy and forming garters on her thighs.

I slowly insert her jewelled butt plug; completing the look.

“Thank you lover,” she coos, “I felt naked for a bit there.”

ooo

My mistress leads me into the club on a leash. My cock caged up, my slutty body on open display.

They like the way I look. I like the way they’re looking. Cocks point skywards; my own personal standing ovation.

A line starts forming as my mistress fondles my new tits and offers blowjobs from her girlfriend. Euphoria!

ooo

The winds of Duncansby Head flip my skirt up, flashing my quim for all of Scotland.

I yank it down, blushing furiously.

My boyfriend laughs and hoists his kilt to the ocean “FUCK YOU, WIND! LOOK AT MY COCK!”

I can’t help but howl with laughter, joining him and lifting my skirt again.

“FUCK YOU!”

“FUCK YOU!”

“FUCK YOU!”

ooo

The other freediver flashes her tits as I rise for air. I yell in surprise, and must chase my bubble to the surface.

I consider, wait till she needs air, and flash my cock, getting a yearning look as she departs. I understand your game.

We tease back and forth until we’re nude, circling each other, and slowly rising.

Above the water we could speak, but instead we connect with lips and body. Desire without words.

ooo

The booth of one-way mirrors in town square. Intended as a tourist attraction. Instantly made 18 only.

Inside I strip. The noisy crowd surrounds my teenage body; my heart pounds.

An athletic, grey-haired man waits outside a café, chinos hinting at a mouth-watering cock.

I rub and rub, and cum.

Head cleared, I exit and approach the man.

He embraces me, eager to bond with his new stepdaughter.

ooo

Parker bends at the waist, picking up the ramen she believes I dropped intentionally. Her miniskirt rides slowly up her hips.

“You’re not… you’re not wearing any”

“Seems I forgot.” Parker grins.

“We could shop for some” I blush, it’s such a stupid thing to say.

But Parker laughs and kisses my cheek. “It’s a date.”

ooo

Maddie nudges my ribs to get my attention. We both watch a gorgeous blonde walk down the nude beach. Tits swaying as she approaches, ass rolling as she leaves.

When she finally disappears, we just smile at each other and nod.

The nice thing about being a straight man with a lesbian best friend? You’re guaranteed a shared interest.

ooo

“Svimming trunks ar unhygenik” Freja chides me in the sauna.

No escape. I slowly remove my last barrier. My treacherous cock already hardening; I twist my body to hide.

Freja smirks, opening knees to display her dewy pussy. She’s enjoying it!

Eyes locked, a crackle of potential dances between us. I plot an erotic encounter in the theatre of my mind.

An elderly man plonks down between us.

My cock falls like the final curtain and Freja stifles a giggle.

ooo

There’s a big difference between legally-blind and blind-blind. I use a cane and glasses because I got sick of explaining it.

Some people take advantage of the blind.

I accept my tea from my housekeeper and pretend I can’t see her swaying breasts, her hairy pussy, or the clothes she stuffed in her travel bag. I don’t want to embarrass her.

ooo

The range officer wraps her arms around me and gently adjusts the rifle aim.

I’m already blushing at the intimacy when I feel her breasts press into me.

“Chuck!” I exclaim, “You’re naked!” I don’t dare turn around.

She giggles into my back “You should hurry up and shoot your shot”

ooo

We strut down the street in high heels and fishnets. My girls on each side radiate confidence, and it’s infectious. I find myself showing off as people cheer.

“Told you you’d love it!” says Hailey

“Yeah! Gotta be honest though, I probably wouldn’t’ve agreed if I’d known ‘fishnet’ meant bodystocking”

ooo

The blindfold enhances the chill wind of the garden. Are we alone? Did my husband invite someone?

A soft hand brushes my stomach. A woman! He got a woman for our anniversary!

I reach for her, but a rough, callused hand grabs my throat to stop me. A couple!

They don’t speak, caressing me like sharks circling. Suddenly the man lifts me into the air.

I scream and the garden explodes into cheering. My God! How many?!

ooo

Greg shuts the bathroom door. Locks it. My apologies die in my mouth.

He takes the tiny zip of my hoodie between his thick fingers. “Ask me to stop, and I stop”

I glance at my smartphone. It’s still recording from when I flashed it. Is it about to record me losing my virginity?

My mouth is dry. I hesitate. Greg waits.

“Keep going”

My pussy dampens as the zip descends.

ooo

4am. No decent people are awake. Perfect.

The hotel lock clicks behind me. The hallway carpet is soft. My heart pounds; anyone could open their door and see me.

Suddenly a muted footfall. Someone is coming! Why would someone be up?!

Another naked woman rounds the corner and locks eyes.

We both fall over laughing.

ooo

No one can see under the Jacuzzi bubbles.

I discreetly slide my thong off and tilt my pussy into the jet.

The rushing water touches me everywhere. I crash into a leg-shaking orgasm.

Satisfied, I reach under my thigh, seeking my thong.

Where is it?!

The man across from me smiles, waiting to see my next move, my thong causally held in his hand.

ooo

The face-paint artist is wearing a skin-tight bikini with a disruptive pattern.

I try not to stare, but it’s hard with the way it lets her tits swing.

I make my move. “So… maybe after this do you want to go swimming?”

“I can’t actually swim in this.” She winks at me “It’ll wash off.”

ooo

The crossing-lights clang as the night-train strobes past.

Suddenly, a woman! Trenchcoat open, tits against glass, bright pink vibrator, face contorted in ecstasy.

She whips away, leaving only my erection.

“Huh”, I mutter, as the clattering rails disappear forever, “City folk”