My friend Paul organized a surprise birthday party for me inviting friends of mine who I thought he didn't know. I think first I'll tell you about how he made the contacts to do it and then about the birthday party itself (which as you probably guessed involved my birthday suit).
A few weeks before the party, I was talking to Paul on the phone and mentioned that I had hurt my ankle in a soccer game and that it was swelling. He wanted me to go to the emergency room, but I didn't think it was necessary. Paul's a nurse, and I should have listened to him, but I just wanted to believe that the problem would go away.
The next morning I could hardly walk, so my roommate answered the door when it rang really early. To my surprise it was Paul, who'd flown down to take care of me. He looked at my ankle and said, "Girl you're off to the doctor." He called some contacts, got me an appointment, and carried me to his rental car.
There are three of us girls in a three bedroom house, and Paul spent his three days with us shocking and entertaining my roommates with his constant nudity. After our return from the doctor he walked naked to our only bathroom to take a shower, and he never wore clothes in the house again. My roommates Cindy and Sandy acted shocked the first few times, making a point of looking away, giggling and telling him he should get dressed, before progressing gradually to watching him without comment and even to openly flirting with him. I know that they totally liked what they saw.
Cindy did get naked in front of Paul once, also using a shower as a pretext, but drawing it out for a few minutes, standing and talking to Paul naked. When I came out of the bedroom and saw what was happening, I thought it was pretty funny, but she lost her nerve and got dressed. I had never been that comfortable running around naked in front of my roommates, so most of the time Paul was naked with three clothed ladies, loving every minute. I know because he was even more ferocious than usual in bed.
The last night he was there, the three of us were sitting on the couch watching a DVD on the couch while naked Paul played with himself from time to time, nothing consistent which you might call masturbation, but just an occasional stroke, enough to keep him half erect.
The film was getting boring and Cindy who was on Paul's right said, "Why don't you just do it Paul? It would be more interesting than this film." He said maybe he would later. Cindy reached over and put her hand on his upper thigh, which Paul pretended to ignore, while Sandy and I watched. Then her hand moved to his balls followed by one upward stroke on his unit before moving back to his thigh. Of course, Paul was now totally erect. Sandy reached across me and wrapped her hand around his erection, looking at me apologetically. I got up with my crutches and told her to go for it, sitting down across from them. Paul can get a hand job from me anytime, but I knew this would be special for him, if the girls had the nerve to go through with it.
