NOTES: This is an entry in the
Nude Day Story Contest 2023
, so I'd really appreciate it if you could take the time to vote. This story features my recurring character Matt (a muscular, well-hung, 26-year-old sex addicted male exhibitionist) and my other recurring character Odessa Prince (a beautiful but shy 27-year-old Cosplay enthusiast) filming each other in the nude. This is a CFNM story featuring male nudity, female nudity, female-of-male body worship, male-of-female body worship and performative masturbation, but NO sexual intercourse. This is a work of complete fiction. All characters are over eighteen.
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Matt has a very naughty idea...
It was a humid summer's afternoon in Sydney, Australia. My girlfriend Odessa Prince was packing her bag for a brief trip to Adelaide. I had an idea...a very naughty idea.
"Odessa...could I make a nude video of you on my iPad so I've got something to, um, keep me busy while you're away?" I asked.
"Oh, you naughty, naughty boy," Odessa replied with a giggle. "I've never done anything like that before...I've never done the whole sex tape thing. Um, but yeah...that would be sexy. I'll do that. The thought of you playing with yourself while you watch a video of me in the nuddy is actually pretty hot."
"That's good news," I said with a smile. "That's very good news."
"You're such an exhibitionist though, Matt, I get the feeling this is just a ruse so you can star in your own video for me," Odessa said with a laugh. "Am I on the money, lover? Have I got your number?"
"Guilty as charged," I replied. "The thought of you with your hands in your panties while watching a bare-arse video of me is pretty hot too...
very
hot!"
"Yes, and I must admit, I also like the idea of you having something to, ah, amuse and occupy yourself with while I'm away," Odessa said with a frown. "The idea of you on your own with just your hand for entertainment does not excite me...that does not excite me at all. If this will make it more fun for you, I'm up for it."
Odessa's concerns were wholly justified. Though not clinically diagnosed as such, I'm most certainly a raging sex addict. If I'm not doing the deed itself, I'm thinking about it, and planning how to get it.
I'm a 26-year-old narcissistic Aussie male exhibitionist who loves getting nude, preferably with women watching me. That's my kink, and it's taken me to some truly bizarre places.
I spend hours training to get my body as ripped and muscular as I possibly can. Though partially for health and fitness purposes, my workout regime is principally designed to get my rig as shredded as possible in order to attract as much female attention as I can.
I like to show off and put myself in potentially sexy situations, particularly around Sydney's many beaches and secluded coastal bays. I also frequently stroll around at night on busy weekends looking for action wherever I can find it. I am in a near perpetual state of horniness, and I've enjoyed a lot of sordid sex and many, many kinky hook-ups in my time.
All of that, however, had been well and truly parked as soon as Odessa and I agreed to embark upon a relationship. She wanted us to be monogamous, and even though I knew it would be difficult, I agreed because I was so incredibly taken with her.
Previously my lusted-after neighbour, Odessa Prince was now my first ever girlfriend. I was having a wonderful time with her, and though I hadn't even come close to straying, my mind did guiltily drift off occasionally to thoughts of other women...and especially to the many, many other women I'd fucked over the years.
Odessa and I were having so much sex that I was usually put back on course immediately when my mind wandered, but with her going away for a few days, I was a little concerned. I planned to do a lot of masturbating in Odessa's absence, and having a nude video of my hot new girlfriend would certainly come in handy, so to speak.
"What do you want me doing?" Odessa asked with a cheeky smile. "Lying on the bed fingering myself? Or using a vibrator? Pretty straight-up stuff?"
"Well...um...I was actually hoping for a bit more of a production here," I admitted sheepishly. "Do you still have the keys to the indoor netball court?"
"Oh, my god...yes, I do," Odessa replied with a look of mild concern. "What do you want to do?"
Tall, fit, long-legged, big breasted and absolutely gorgeous, Odessa Prince was an excellent and highly committed netball player for The Southern District Hawks, and I'd watched her play a few games on weekends and evenings. It was a total thrill.
Seeing Odessa move around the court with her characteristic grace and power was a massive turn-on, and I'd masturbated a few times while she walked around the house in her sexy netball uniform for my salacious entertainment, bending over to show me her great butt and amazing cleavage. We always had great sex after Odessa played netball.
"I'd like to make a video of you on the court," I replied. "I want you to take off your netball uniform piece by piece until you're eventually totally naked."
"Geez, Matt," Odessa said with a smile. "That's pretty naughty. My tits will be bouncing all over the place."
"That's the idea," I said, laughing. "Then I want you in the shower soaping up and getting yourself off."
"Whoa!" Odessa said with a laugh. "You've really thought this through, huh?"
"I certainly have," I replied. "And you really want to do a video of me too?"
"Yeah, of course...I was just gonna get you nude and jerking it in the bedroom, but if we're going physical and widescreen here, I've got another idea," Odessa said. "I want you down in the gym, working out...totally nude. And then I want you to jerk yourself off on the weight bench while I film it in glorious close-up."
"I like the sound of that," I responded. "You know I like to do that anyway."
"What...jerk off on the weight bench?" Odessa asked, giggling.
"No, work out in the nude," I replied with a laugh. "You know I do that."
I had converted my apartment's downstairs lock-up storage room into a small home gym. It was a totally private space, and I often lifted weights and trained down there naked so I could check the form on the various muscle groups I was working.
Nude training was a great suggestion I'd received from Australian WWE star Rhea Ripley, who I'd enjoyed an extremely sexy dalliance with some time back while the bone-breaking blonde was back down under on a promotional tour. [See Story: "Oz Beach Boy Wrestles Rhea Ripley"]
"Try working out in the nude," Rhea had suggested. "That way, you can see what every muscle is doing, front and back."
It was not the sort of advice you get in bodybuilding magazines, but I'd found Rhea's naughty suggestion to be surprisingly beneficial when trying to really sculpt the various parts of my body. For an exhibitionist like me, it was also a turn-on to get nude in a situation like that. Having Odessa watch me and film me would make it even hotter.
"We won't be able to do anything on the netball court until late tonight to make sure we don't get caught," Odessa explained, "so how about we make you a movie star right now, Matt?"
"I'm ready," I said, laughing. "I'm always ready."
"We'll use my iPad," Odessa explained. "We can shout directions to each other off-screen, and I'll lay some music and credits over the footage to make it look like a real porno. This will be fun!"
Through her work creating content for a female-focused website, I knew Odessa had a knack for video editing and playing with various types of footage, and that she'd work wonders even with video we'd created ourselves just on an iPad. Our little nude movies were going to look good...in more ways than one.
"Sounds good, Odessa," I said. "Let's do it. Make me a star!"
Odessa Prince calls..."Action!"
Odessa checked her iPad and looked around Matt's home gym. Her new boyfriend had painted the storage room a crisp white, and he'd placed a series of full-length mirrors around the space.
There was a weight bench, as well as a large collection of free weights lined up along the walls. There was also a metal chin-up bar bolted into the wall. In one corner of the room was a small set of shelves packed with clean black towels, oils, deodorant, water bottles, and other bits and pieces.
Matt had laughingly told Odessa that his much older female landlord had happily allowed him to convert the space into a gym, even though renters weren't usually permitted to make major changes to the storage room.