Suddenly, the room loomed large and I felt small and no longer necessary in our relationship. My head was spinning. Was she really leaving me for Yan? How can this be? This is a bad joke.
“Donna,” I panicked and didn’t know what else to say, “I thought you wanted children one day…with me.”
“I do and I’ve been wrestling with that because if there is anyone who I want a child with it’s with you.”
“Donna, I don’t understand. How could you just—”
“I don’t know. I don’t know. I’ve been sitting here thinking the same thing and I just can’t get her out of my mind. I miss her. I love being with her. I love her.”
“This is just crazy,” I said no knowing what else to say.
“Something just came over me and I suddenly had feelings for Yan and knew that it was right.” She looked at me. “It was so right when we kissed. It was magical. It was like the time that we kissed for the first time.”
“So, are you telling me that you and Yan are lesbians?”
“Lesbians?” She leaned her head back again, as if thinking after taking a long drag of her imaginary cigarette. “I never thought of it that way. No, I don’t think of myself being lesbian. I just love Yan. I still have feelings for you. I still love you. And I’m still very much attracted to you.” She reached down and put her hand on my cock. “I still love you and want your cock.” Continue Reading »

“Happy birthday, Baby. You’re home early,” I said kissing her on her forehead. “Aren’t you feeling well?”
“I didn’t go in.” She held her head. “I’ve been puking all morning and I have a splitting headache. Either I have the flu or I’m still hung over from last night.”
“I heard you had quite the night last night,” I said laughing. “I heard you did everything but put the prerequisite lampshade on your head.
“What do you mean?” She shot me a shocked look.
“One of my clients owns that strip club. Actually, he’s a friend of mine. We went to the same college.”
When she got a sick look on her face, I couldn’t wait to tell her what I knew in hopes that she would volunteer more information, especially where she was from 11pm until 3am.
“And he said that you and Yan were going at it like bitches in heat.” Continue Reading »

It had taken her a while to forgive me. And although she did eventually forgive me, I knew she’d never forget that I suggested us having a threesome. With women ‘forgive and forget’ always morphed into ‘forgive but remember everything’ so that the next time you argued they could beat you over the head with it. Arguing with a woman is a losing situation. The best defense is to agree with whatever they say and apologize to make them feel that they are accomplishing their mission, that being changing you from the dastardly husband or boyfriend that you are to the well trained dog that she wants you to be.

Donna arrived home after I had already retired to bed. I lifted my head to look at my watch and it was after 3am. I had an early meeting with a client, who also happened to be the strip club owner. I was looking forward to him filling me in on the details of Donna’s first night at his club. Remembering the argument that we had before she’d left I didn’t even bother asking her if she had a good time. I just rolled over and went back to sleep. I figured, if she wanted to tell me, she would. Continue Reading »

Her friend, Yan, a Chinese hottie, tall and thin with long legs and very long, lush, black hair has been the center of my sexual fantasies lately. Okay, I admit it, she’s been my fantasy since the first day I met her. I’ve always imagined doing her with my girlfriend participating in the lovemaking.

Donna and Yan compliment one another. Yan is the more fun and daring woman while Donna is more careful and reserved woman. And because they are so close, I find myself very much attracted to Yan. Sure, it certainly helped that she looked the way she did too. There is something erotically intoxicating about Asian women, maybe it has something to do with the way they mispronounce their L’s and R’s that I find so endearing. Continue Reading »

Wow, Donna, I guess I was mistaken about you being upset. Yeah, that would be great if you could do that to a couple of the strippers and tell me about it when—”

Just as quickly as she took me in her mouth, she spit me out and stood up leaving me hanging there. Fuck! I knew I was in trouble, then.

“You pig! Mistaken about me? Apparently you don’t even know me. You think I’m a slut? Is that how you perceive me…as a slut? You must for you to think that I would put some strangers cock in my mouth.” Continue Reading »

This is the story of my girlfriend Donna’s transformation. On the evening this occurred was meant to be a girl’s night out, but it ended up as a girl’s coming out, coming of the closet that is. You know the saying, be careful what you wish for because you may get your wish? Well, my wish for a threesome brought my girlfriend out of the tight bud of her repressed sexuality to blossom into a sensual woman who embraced sex…only not with me…but with a woman. Fortunately for me there was a pot of gold at the end of this rainbow experience. Here is the erotic story, a true story, of what happened.

It was my girlfriend’s 30th birthday and her friends had a special night planned for her. They were taking her to her first CFNM review. Continue Reading »

This is a true story that happened to me last year in a naturist resort in Spain.

To set the scene …. the area is a large naturist complex containing apartments, a hotel, shops and bars … all of which are open to naturist residents and nude visitors! The streets are normal side streets with houses and apartments just off the main road but again it is clearly marked ‘naturist zone’ and people wander around as naked as intended. I am an exhibitionist and I am always looking for situations where I can be nude in the presence of women…. preferably fully dressed females.
This particular scenario occurred partly by accident but also I realized that a CFNM opportunity was possible! Continue Reading »

One average weekday, my girlfriend, Jill, received an email at work from a close girlfriend of hers. In the email, Jilly (as her friend likes to call her) and I were invited to a party, as does happen from time to time. But this one was a little different. This email said the party was to be a month from now, and it was a theme party. It stated that the party was a “night for the ladies”. Only a few couples were being invited. The remaining girls were chosen from the “single” list. But the shocking part was: the men who did attend, were to be naked. The rules were outlined specifically:

1. The party starts at 8:00 p.m., SHARP!
2. Bring your own beverages.
3. All men will begin the evening clothed, but will be told to strip completely naked at a specified time (about 10:00 p.m.)
4. Women may wear whatever they feel for the entire night, sexy or plain, sleek or frumpy.
5. Women are in control of the entire evening. 6. This is NOT a “sex” party. The men are not to expect sex; in fact, the men are NOT to ejaculate during the evening. The theme of the party is the enjoyment of the women. Continue Reading »

Emily just sat there dumbfounded, staring at the completely naked man posing in the center of the class. Now she knew why her oversexed roommate, Katie, suggested she accompany her to one of these open drawing studios. She had seen Katie’s still-life drawings around the dorm room, and had commented that she wished she could draw like that. She should have known there were ulterior motives when Katie told her about this uninstructed drawing group, where she could try it out, and see if she liked it. She thought they would be drawing fruit, or plants, or something like that. She should have figured out that Katie, she of the different boy every night, she of the constant sex talk, would trick her into a situation like this, with a naked man, his… his… penis! (There, she formed the word in her mind) just hanging out for all to see. Continue Reading »

I had been posting an ad on Craigslist for several months that started with the title “Free Nude Computer Repair”. I am a retired network engineer with my own small computer repair business. I am also an exhibitionist with a strong desire to be sexually submissive to a Dominant Woman. In the ad I explained that I would come to a woman’s home and fix her computer – a job I do for paying customers all of the time. The difference was that I wouldn’t charge her for the repair if she would let me indulge in my fetish for being naked in front of a consenting stranger who remained fully dressed.

Several years ago, while perusing websites about Female Domination, I came across some stories on the theme of CFNM (Clothed Female Naked Male. These stories were very arousing and I found myself masturbating to them frequently. Continue Reading »