I have decided that I would share several real life CFNM stories. These are all real events that have happened to me over a period of 25 years. I have several CFNM fantasies that I have not lived out yet in real life. If response to my real stories is good, I may share those fantasies too.
I am a 45 year old white male from the southern United States. I have dirty blond hair and an average build at 6ft tall. It all started the summer after graduating high school. I was 18, an adult and I was going to have the house to myself for a couple of months before heading off to college. I was looking forward to enjoying the summer, time with my girlfriend and saving up some money while working part time in a fast food restaurant as an assistant manager, I had worked there since I was 15.
I started having fantasies that were new and I could not explain. They involved me being caught naked or put in situations where I was forced to be the only one in a group that was naked. I still don't know where that comes from but the thought of it turns me on like nothing else. It is terrifying and erotic all at one time. The only thing better than thinking about it is experiencing it... I think... When these started I did not initially share this with my girlfriend, Lori. I was afraid that should would think that I was weird.
Not long after I started having these fantasies, I began taking walks in the woods behind our house the woods were dense and had paths that were cut by the surveyors. I could walk those all the way over to the neighborhoods that were part of the next town, a couple of miles away. I started getting wild ideas about taking my clothes off and walking in the privacy of the woods. I began doing this. Feeling the warm summer air on my naked body. Much like my fantasies, I was somewhere between terrified and so turned on that I could not see straight. I did this every day in the early afternoon.
For the first week I stripped down and walked with my shoes on and carried my clothes. During the second week, I felt like I needed more. I began taking my clothes off and leaving them in a marked spot and then walking away from them. Nothing but a pair of flip flops and a smile. Two days in and I was now leaving a key hidden by the backdoor of the house, stripping as soon as I got into the woods and carrying my clothes and then leaving them as I reached an area where 4 of these paths or trails intersected. I hid my clothes just off the paths.