Has a female friend ever stripped in front of you?
 

My name is Fred, when I first met Lucia, I was 20 and she was 16. Her parents moved down the street and we hit it off. I took upon myself to show her around and introduce her to the crowd and we have been best friends ever since.

When she was 23, she met John and married him at 25, had her 1st child at 27 and 2nd at 30. I am now 38. Thankfully John and I got on well and John even asked me to be a groomsman at their wedding. Lucia and I had never been boyfriend and girlfriend. I had a few girlfriends and she had her boyfriends but we were just mates. That should give you an idea of our background.

I have always been a welcome visitor to their house and they to mine and I have always felt comfortable with them. Last Sunday afternoon John had taken the kids to a sporting event and Lucia was alone doing some housekeeping when I dropped in. Lucia was wearing a short and a wrap type blouse that she would normally pin to keep from failing open but once I got in I noticed that she had forgotten to pin in.

She invited me with some beer which I readily accepted. At first she was very conscientious and was constantly checking herself but as the drinks started flowing she became less concerned and would allow the blouse to fall open in front of me revealing her boobs in a very nice bra.

We cracked open a few more beers when she noticed me checking her chest a few times and I made the comment that I were enjoying her blouse so much. She continued to make no effort to keep it closed until I finally announced that since I had been looking at her boobs all the time she might as well just take off the blouse since she was doing little to hide anything anyway! I did not think she would but she complied and took off her blouse right there in front of me and proceeded to enjoy her drink while wearing only her bra and shorts.

She started bragging about some of her adventures where she had shown her boobs to strangers at the beach.
I then asked what she would do if I asked her to remove her bra. She replied that she didn't know as I had never asked. My heart was beating double time now. I asked if I could see her breasts. “You want me to show you my tits just for your enjoyment?” she asked... “Yes”, I replied.
I expected her to say no or at best give me a quick peek when she just there undid her bra and took it off and continued drinking beer, completely topless, for my enjoyment...

Well, we talked for about an hour; I had 2 more beers there, looking at her boobs before I asked for the shorts too! I was a bit surprised when Lucia, with her inhibitions totally lost, told me that she had no problem to take her shorts completely off!!! I have to say that she never looked more stunning to me than that moment standing there in nothing but a pair of skimpy panties.

We ended up staying that way for at least an hour more. It was a great afternoon that I am thankful because it was a strangely erotic experience like none I had ever experienced.

Many friends and many different times. The first was in our late teens with our best friends in maybe 1956. They are still our best friends and were also there at our wedding. We were never much into drinking but while visiting at their small mobile home D--- got out a few bottles of Vodka and other hard liquer. Our gilfriends were already into flashing their tits for us and others. So as the liquer flowed and D-- and I began begging Dollie and P-- started stripping, much like strippers but without paisties or G-strings. Each GF mostly stood in front of opposite partners teasing us and getting right in our faces with bare body parts. All body parts!
It was a show we all still remember and laugh about. Nothing more happened. As much as D-- and P-- wanted to swap back in our earlier days my wife wouldn't do it. P-- is younger than Dollie but has had many medical issues so does not look great anymore. However even last summer D-- asked Dollie to show him her tits and she freely set them free, as she has ever since 1956.
We never played poker but we'd play other card games that involved all of us stripping. Not that D-- and I were better players, but somehow it was always the women ending up naked. I'm not saying we cheated!
Over the years many of Dollie's high school GF's did strip shows for me. And being bikers we had many adult biker babes at many campgrounds put on strip shows. Yes my wife included. In fact my wife has stripped at several strip clubs just on a dare and a few times in contests.

Fishing trip
 

A friend and I were talking in a bar one night about our plans for fishing the next day. It was an all-day trip on the ocean. A gal friend of ours who had been dating another friend of ours was listening in on us. She said that she had never been fishing on the ocean before and would I take her sometime. I told her it was only going to be the two of us and she was more than welcome to join us. She accepted the offer and agreed to meet us at the dock in the morning.

We motored out looking for Mahi as she napped in the cuddy cabin. She awoke when we hook up the first fish. We let her reel in the first three fish. Then it got slow - no strikes for an hour. She asked if it was ok to lay out on the foredeck and catch some sun. She laid out there first on her stomach in her quite small bikini with the bra straps undone. After a while she rolled over on her back without covering her tits.

Of course I'm keeping an eye on her as I ran the boat. I finally made a comment about not being able to concentrate on fishing with the view I was getting. She laughed and said she hoped I wasn't offended. I responded that nude fishing was the way to go. Ok then if that is what it takes to catch more fish I'm all for it and she removed her bikini bottoms. I never realized this gal was so liberal. She never even alluded to any liberal ways.

She got up and came back to the cockpit. She immediately said, "How are we going to catch any fish with you guys still dressed. I, being the exhibitionist that I am, immediately stripped followed shortly by my friend. We spent the next three hours fishing nude and caught a few more. We played touchy-feely especially when she was fighting a fish. Nothing else sexual happened, but a good time was had by all. Even got a good laugh flashing another passing boat.

Hot topic, yes this has happened a few times. My favorite was a neighbor whose husband was working in Saudi for an oil company, she wanted to Skype with him and had no idea how to set it up on their PC. He was waiting for her to call on the other end, it took me about 15 minutes to get it installed and running and suddenly there he was she could see him, she was very excited. I was having an issue with the sound and it looked like it was on his end, so they were texting while we worked on it. Suddenly she pulls her t-shirt over her head and I look at her like "WTF". She says "he told me he wants to see my tits and he doesn't care if you are here."

The bra comes next and she is plumping and squeezing her impressive rack for him, and me too. The sound came on and I said I'll leave them to their fun. I didn't see but I'll bet her pants were next. I should have turned the volume off on my end.


Some friends of ours have a summer house with a fishing boat, Glenda the wife of course, loves to fish, Felix, her husband hates it. When we go with the to the camp Glenda and I usually go fishing, Felix goes to play golf, and my wife walks and reads. Glenda is pretty modest and conservative, but we were out on the boat in March, having a great day hauling in trout and redfish, we got caught in a quick rain shower and got soaked. I took off my wet shirt because between the wind and the temp in the low 60's, I was freezing. Glenda looked at me and said "you guys are lucky, you can just whip off your shirt anytime you want".

I said, "I'm not telling, if you want to go topless go right ahead".

Glenda hesitated a second and stripped off her wet shirt and bra, "you better not tell Felix or your wife or I'm never taking you fishing again."

Glenda isn't stacked but had a perky set of about 32B's, I picked up my cell phone and she said "If you even think about taking a pic that phone is going to sleep with the fishes".

This is a very hot topic and something which has happened to me a lot actually. Here's one that happened while I was in college:

During college I rented a room in a large house with several other students. One of my housemates was Caroline, a 20 year old Communications major who happened to go to the same school as me. Since we had the same schedule we would usually meet after class and walk back to the house together.

After class one day we walked home and were talking about a course we had both taken, and for whatever reason I followed Caroline into her room to continue the conversation. As we continued to talk I noticed Caroline getting out her workout clothes and laying them on her bed.

At this point, Caroline interrupted our conversation to say, "I have to go out for my long run before it gets too late. Do you mind if I change into my running clothes."

"No, go ahead, " I responded, thinking she would go to the bathroom down the hall to change.

There was an odd sort of pause and I thought I heard Caroline give a short sigh before she reached down and started to pull her sweatshirt up over her head. She set the swearshirt on the bed and I expected her to leave. Instead, she started to casually take her t-shirt off, then her shorts, then her bra, her panties, and even her shoes and socks.

My jaw dropped. In less than a minute Caroline had gone from being fully dressed to standing in front of me barefoot and bare assed, making no attempt at all to cover herself.

Whether I intended to or not, I could feel my eyes darting all over her suddenly naked body, taking in every detail of her anatomy. Caroline was slightly taller than me, about 5'9", and despite having large breasts and wide hips, her stomach was very flat. She was naturally light skinned, but was lightly tanned with barely visible tanlines around her chest and nether regions. She had shoulder length golden blonde hair which framed her face beautifully but did not hide her breasts. Her breasts themselves were very large and full, sagging only slightly without a bra. Her nipples were small and pink.

After taking a moment to view her nudity in its entirety, my attention focused almost immediately on the space between Caroline's legs. Since I had met her, I often wondered if she was a natural blonde and whether or not she shaved her pussy. Well, I did not get an answer about her natural hair color because her pussy was shaved bare.

I tried to keep talking and not just stare at Caroline like a pervert while she dressed in her running clothes. Altogether she was naked in front of me for about two minutes before she left to go on her run. It took me several minutes to compose myself after Caroline had left. Watching her casually strip down to a state of total nudity in front of me was both shocking and erotic, certainly not something I would have ever expected from my her.

Back in my room I made a vain attempt to open my books and study but spent the next hour thinking of how to handle what had just happened. Was Caroline disrobing meant to be an overture to me? What if it wasn't? Was this something she had done around our other housemates? Maybe she was just more casual about her nudity than I expected her to be?

Downstairs I heard the front door open and knew it was Caroline back from her run. I decided that I didn't want to be creepy, but I did want to find out just how far this could go. So, coming up with an excuse, I walked down the hall and poked my head into Caroline's room.

"Can I borrow one of your theory books?" I asked. "I need another source for a paper I'm writing."

Caroline invited me into her room to look for the book and while I searched her bookshelf I asked about her run: where she went; how far she ran; if there were any races she was getting ready for; trying to stall for what I hoped would come next.

After a few minutes of this Caroline announced, "Well, I really do need to shower."

"Go ahead," I told her.

There was a moment's pause where it looked as if she was waiting for me to leave the room. When I didn't, she let out another little sigh and began peeling off her workout clothes until once again she was standing butt naked in front of me.

After that, she grabbed a towel from her closet and then walked naked down the hallway to the shower, never covering up once, despite the fact that some of our other housemates were also home and could easily have seen her. By now it was clear that Caroline had no problem with me seeing everything.

Despite my desire to see where things might lead after her shower, I decided not to push my luck any further and returned to my room.

The next day, there was a slight awkardness in our conversation as we walked to class.

When we were leaving the campus, I finally asked Caroline, "Can we talk about yesterday?"

"What about it?"

I decided to try being straightforward and told her, "I was really impressed when you took your clothes off in front of me yesterday. I was impressed with how comfortable you were being naked, and I was also impressed with how good you look naked. "

I looked over and noticed Caroline blushing slightly. "I never expected you to just undress in front of me like that, but," I looked over and saw that Caroline was blushing an even deeper red, "with a body like yours, you have every reason to show it off."

She was silent for a moment and I began to worry that I'd said the wrong thing.

Finallly, very softly she said, "I was impressed with you too."

After another pause, she added, "Please don't tell my boyfriend. "

After that, Caroline was casually naked in front of me almost every day for the rest of the year that we lived together; she would dress in front of me before class in the morning; she would undress in front of me before her run and before she showered; and she even tried on outfits and asked my opinion before going out on dates with her boyfriend.

Towards the end of the year she got bolder; by then she was always naked in her room and would invite me to study with her sometimes; she would even walk out of her room naked to my room at the other end of the hall just to talk or hang out. During spring break when the rest of our housemates were out of town, I even convinced her to answer the door naked.

As far as I know she never did this with any of the other people we lived with. She also, unfortunately, stayed with her boyfriend the entire time we lived together. This was very frustrating for me but I think also part of the fun for her.

In the end we had a very fun, sexy, complicated friendship.

Although we did not live together after the year was over, Caroline and I stayed friends and eventually she broke up with her boyfriend which led to many much more adventurous experiences with her.

Fantastic story, what a great experience! Shame she didn't take her panties off as well, I'm sure you must have asked. :D

Go on...

Really liked this story and would love to hear more about these further adventures with Caroline.

Thanks

Fango

Mid.... Similar experiences
 

That was an interesting story about your college days with Caroline. I was in college in the late 60s and that behavior was common to me also. I can recall girlfriends of my housemates walking back and forth to the bathroom nude or with a towel. It was common for the gals to sunbathe nude on the garage roof. A couple gals lived in part of the time and studied nude or in underwear etc. right in the living room.

Even the guys were casual about being nude around the house which caused some shock to gals who had come to the house for the first time. This behavior was not limited to our house - common at other rooming houses also.

Of course those were the "Hippie days" and everything was a more liberal. We had gang showers in one house and it was not that uncommon to be in the shower at the same time as someone else's girlfriend. I knew one group of gals that lived together and when the weather was nice they never particularly went out of their way to cover up even when relatively unknown guys were around.

A couple of the gals did a "social experiment" one spring quarter for a psych class where clothing was not worn in the house for a week - visitors included. They took notes and interviewed all guests.

It was just the lifestyle. And yes, I'd like to re-live those experiences.

Peace!

I would really love to hear more details about that social experiment if you can provide them.

back in 1999 or 2000 I started to date a girl for five years... Well call her Anne (which is her middle name). She was the girl right before my wife and I thought she might be the one, but it never panned out. Anne was going for her degree when I met her so we were past the college age and yet not. She's a redhead with a complexion and skin that allowed her to tan and not burn. She's about 5'6", with "C" cup boobs, cute figure and fun. One night we got a little inebriated and wandered back to her apartment. She lived on the 2nd of three floors above a business. She lived on the 2nd, the other room on the 2nd was being renovated, and two girls lived in different apartments on the third floor.

I don't recall what we were wearing, but once inside the door, we went to the couch and soon I was naked sitting on it, while Jen in just a thong gave me a BJ. My back was to the wall where the entranceway was to the front door, but Anne had a few of it. She was blowing me something fierce, pulled her head up to take a break and started to stroke me. Then her eyes looked over to the doorway and she stopped. I didn't even get a chance to say a thing. She stood up and went to the door. I didn't hear anything, but started to stroke myself as I didn't want to lose what she had done.

In a matter of moments, Anne leads a girl into the family room where I was and says "Matt, this is (I have no clue what her name was). She was standing in our open doorway watching." So apparently we did not close the door when we came in and it was open a jar. When this girl who lived on the third floor walked up the stairs and turned to come down the hallway, where it turned to go to her floor, she must've looked in and saw Anne hard at work.

So Anne let's her sit down in a chair across from us as I look like a deer in headlights and I don't know what to do.

Anne gets on her knees and comes back to me and continues...

I'm look across at this girl who has a tube mini skirt some a tight top. I glance down at Anne who is gobbling me down. She takes a quick break winks at me and looks back at this girl and slides her one hand under her thong and starts to massage her clit. Then she returns her job "in hand" and continues to blow me.

I see this girl across from us start to touch herself and she eventually lifts her top. By the shine on her head, she is intoxicated. Her boobs are "B" cup size and she's a pretty girl with dark hair and blue eyes. I'm enjoy Anne suck me so hard and fast as she fingers herself to an orgasm. I'm watching Anne for a bit and then see this girl pull down her bra to reveal her boobs. She takes off her bra and skirt and is sitting there in just her panties. She's touching herself and looking at me and Anne. Anne looks back from time to time and orgasms again. I can feel myself getting ready and Anne starts to moan threw her sucks. The stranger in our doorway is really pinching her boob and playing with herself until she orgasms right there on the chair. I then explode into Anne's mouth and she doesn't miss a bit of it. Anne takes me by the hand and leads me over to this girl where my slowly lowering cock is at eye level. She take my cock in her hand and gives it a couple pumps and a couple deep sucks where if there was anything left... it is gone. Then Anne takes her up to her apartment. We never talked about it anymore and never did I ask about it... Just weird, but awesome.

female friend
 

Yes,back when I was married to my first wife tonia we had a friend named cristy,one night when she was drunk sho took off everything in front of us while dancing to some music.

Very nice.

Please continue... :)

Lori
 

Yes, we had been friends for years. I had been introduced to her by a close friend, and for a long time I thought of her as his girl, but she was fair game once he married someone else.

As soon as her panties were off we got into bed and she was no longer just a friend. So maybe this story doesn't belong in this discussion. But I couldn't believe my eyes the first time I saw her take her clothes off, and I'll never forget it.

Before I start talking about what happened once Caroline was single I wanted to finish writing about our experiences living together.

In my last post I mentioned that during Spring Break when our other housemates were out of town, I convinced Caroline to answer the door naked. What I did not mention was that during that week she walked around the entire house naked and was seen by several people.

I started writing this out as one post but realized that it was very long, and rather than wait to post the whole thing I’ll put it up in pieces lest people think I was ignoring their requests to write more about my experiences.

Monday

It started on Monday while I was sitting in the living room downstairs (the house was two stories, with my room and Caroline’s upstairs). It looked like I would be spending the week of Spring Break alone as everybody else in the house had left to go out of town on the traditional Spring Break road trip or to visit friends and family elsewhere.

As I was sitting and wondering what I would do while everyone else was away, I heard the sound of keys turning and looked up from my laptop to see Caroline walking through the front door.

“What are you doing here?” I asked, genuinely surprised to see her.

“Um…I live here?” Caroline answered with a shrug.

“I thought you were going out of town for Spring Break?” I gestured around for her to look at the depopulated state of the house. “Everybody else did.”

“No, my friends at home aren’t on break yet so there’s no reason for me to leave,” Caroline explained as she looked around and realized that we were indeed the only people in the house.

“So, it’s just you and me?” She asked.

“Yes…” my voice trailed off as I detected a hint of mischief in her voice.

“For the whole week?” She was smiling now.

“I’m pretty sure…” I was breathing heavy and my voice felt strained as I answered.

Nothing had happened yet. I didn’t even know what was going to happen. But there was tension in the room and my mind was racing considering all of the possibilities of what could happen during a week alone with my hot blonde housemate who liked to get naked in front of me.

I was lurched out of my fantasizing by the sudden smack of Caroline’s purse dropping to the floor. Without another word she reached up and began to unbutton her shirt.

When she had first walked into the house, Caroline was wearing a black button up shirt, dark jeans, and heels.
After a moment, her shirt dropped to the floor, revealing a hot pink bra with white lace around it.

I held my breath as Caroline stepped out her heels and pushed them to the side with her foot, then unbuttoned her jeans and started to slide them down her legs. As her jeans came off I could see that she was wearing a hot pink g-string that matched her bra and only barely covered her pussy.

In one fluid motion she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, letting it fall to the floor as the weight of her breasts pushed it off her body. My eyes were fixed on Caroline now as she stood there nearly naked, only a few feet from me, with nothing but a tiny, pink g-string covering the space between her legs. Slowly, she hooked her thumbs on the sides of her g-string and pulled it down just enough so that it slid down her legs and she was able to step out of them.

Finally, after removing every last stitch of clothing that she had on when she walked through the door, Caroline was standing naked in the entryway of the house. Even though I had seen her undressed dozens of times by this point, I still couldn’t help but stare as this gorgeous blonde stood naked in front of me, every inch of her body on display: her skin was still a light olive color, slightly lighter around her breasts and pussy, and slowing being covered in goosebumps, despite the warm weather; I could see her large, full breasts move up and down her chest with every breath she took, the small pink nipples becoming hard as the goosebumps spread across her chest; she stood with her legs apart and her shaved pussy was completely exposed; the skin around her labia was slightly darker than the rest of her and I could even see the slight protrusion of her soft inner lips; her hands were at her sides, as if she knew she was standing for inspection; and finally my eyes rested on her face as her bright blue eyes looked back at me and her full pink lips smiled nervously while golden blonde hair fell across her face and shoulders.

As I finished my visual inspection of Caroline’s nakedness, I suddenly realized that the front door was still open. In fact, it had been open the entire time since Caroline had been standing there without even her tiny g-string to cover her.

The front of the house was only a few feet from the sidewalk; we had no front yard to speak of. We also lived just a few blocks from the beach, so there were always people walking by, day or night.

For the last several minutes, Caroline had been standing naked in front of an open door. Anybody walking by would have had a perfect view of her bare backside and would have been almost close enough to touch it if they wanted to. The fact that people walked by so frequently meant she was probably seen by several people.

A passing car honked its horn (probably in response to seeing Caroline’s naked body in the doorway), startling both of us. Caroline immediately moved to cover her body, placing her right arm across her chest while her left hand hovered over her pussy. As she moved further inside I stood up and closed the door.

By now we were both standing in the living room and at this point I realized that Caroline was blushing; her cheeks were red and the blush was even spreading down her neck and to her chest. Although I had seen her naked many times before, I had never seen Caroline naked and embarrassed. Now that she was standing in front of me naked and blushing, there was something undeniably sexy about it; somehow, that little bit of vulnerability made her seem even more naked than she already was.

We both looked at each other and laughed, then after a moment Caroline let her hands fall to her sides again.

“Wow!” Caroline exclaimed. “That was embarrassing!”

“You can’t be that embarrassed,” I teased her, “you’re naked around me all the time!”

“That’s different,” she shook her head, “I want you to see me naked.”

The friendship between me and Caroline was complicated. On the one hand, it was definitely not strictly platonic; while there was an innocence to the way that Caroline had first stripped in front of me, there was also a palpable sexual tension about it, that push and pull of what might happen if we let it. On the other hand, Caroline had a boyfriend, and while I felt it was obvious she had an interest in me, she had also made it clear that she had no plans to cheat on her boyfriend, and I respected that. So we both walked a line and tried to balance things so that we could have our fun but be respectful of the limits that had been established.

It was very erotic and exciting. At the same time, it was unfair and frustrating. But, I accepted our friendship as it was because it was so unique; I was able to enjoy Caroline’s friendship fully, and at the same time I was able to enjoy her body and her sexuality, not as fully as I would have liked, but more than if we were “just friends.”
However, hearing her say that she wanted me to see her naked suddenly made me bolder. She had never said that before, leaving me to wonder at her motivations. But now I knew for sure, she wanted this.

“Okay,” I said, “there’s a new rule while it’s just the two of us.”

“What’s that?” Caroline asked, putting a finger to her lip.

“As soon as you walk through that door,” I pointed to the front door, “your clothes come off.”

Caroline looked over at the door and the pile of her clothes on the floor.

“Nice,” she nodded in agreement, “okay, yes, I’ll strip as soon as I am through the door.”

For the rest of the week, Caroline was almost constantly naked around the house. The only time that I saw her dressed was when she was going out somewhere, usually to see her boyfriend.

(to be continued...)

Experience when I was 21, she was 23
 

I can't think of many real-life erotic experiences that have happened to me, but I have one that fits this thread quite well. When I was in my early 20s I was at University in Sheffield, in the UK. Most of my friends were a couple of years older, and mostly male with the exception of one girl who I'll call Kate for the sake of this post. Kate was the girlfriend of one of my friends at the time, but I was friendly enough with her that I would often go for drinks just the two of us, or hang out and watch films together. I had known her for about a year and a half when the incident I'm going to describe happened, but to give you some background Kate was a very flirty person and would often talk about her masturbation habits, joke around about having threesomes with me and other friends, and parade her body fairly openly without ever really showing anything. For example she would sometimes hang out with me wearing a tight white top and no bra and then make comments like 'I hope my nipples aren't poking out too much' to draw attention to it. She was sort of geeky looking, but with a nice body (slim with what seemed to be very perky, medium sized boobs). The flirtyness wasn't just directed at me, I think she was insecure in some ways and liked to have male attention, and especially liked that she was the only girl in our group. It's fair to say that I was attracted to her, but beyond some flirting that seemed to be a bit close to crossing a line, nothing had ever happened between us, I think partly because she had a boyfriend. After about a year of knowing her her and her boyfriend split up, and I kinda thought that something might happen between us, but nothing did and we just carried on being friends.

So, one night, my friend Dave, Kate, and I had been out drinking and ended up back at Kate's flat. She had recently bought a video camera with the idea that she might start making short films, and we were all playing around with it. I was a bit drunk and messing about filming Kate and Dave, but they weren't doing anything interesting so I jokingly complained that they were being boring. Kate asked what I wanted her to do, and replied without thinking, 'I want you to take all your clothes off, right now'. There was an awkward pause where I thought she might actually do it, but then she burst out laughing, as did Dave and I. I put the camera down and got a drink and the evening moved onto a different conversation for a while. It must have been about 20 minutes later Kate said, 'well, how about I take my bra off first?', apparently returning to my comment. Me and Dave looked at each other and I acted quite nonchalantly and told her she could if she wanted. So under her black vest top she took her bra off and chucked it on the floor next to the sofa. The shape of her breasts was quite obvious, but as I said before it was nothing that I hadn't already seen. Still, it was very sexy nonetheless. She gave them a little shake and asked if that was better, to which I acted a bit unimpressed and said that she was only part way there.

We carried on drinking for a bit, all fairly drunk by now, and it was only about 11:30 at night so it felt like there was plenty of drinking time left to come. I felt like we might actually get a show from Kate, so when she went out to the toilet I convinced Dave to take off his trousers, which I did as well, in an attempt to get Kate to get naked. When she came back in and saw us in just shirts and boxers she laughed, and I asked if she was going to join us, and without much hesitation she slipped her trousers off too and then gave us a twirl. Her panties looked like they were quite old and were now very clingy on her ass. I asked if she would take off her top too, and she paused trying to think of an answer. I could tell that she was nervous, but was trying to cover it up by acting cool. Looking back I think she really wanted to show us, but was also not quite drunk enough to feel really confident doing it. Anyway, after a moment she said, 'how about a flash?', to which I replied it would be a good start. She was standing in the middle of the room with me and Dave on separate sofas and after giving us both a smile which masked an obvious nervousness, she pulled her top up for a second or two, revealing her breasts. They were bigger than I had expected, I'd guess a large B/small C, with quite large puffy pale-pink areaolas, and incredibly incredibly perky. They did that nice thing where they curve up and out from the chest, and her nipples were pointing at about a 45 degree angle upwards. Me and Dave gave her a round of applause and she sat down, a bit embarrassed but also grinning a lot. We were both very complimentary about her body for a little while, which she loved, and now that we'd seen her boobs it seemed fine to talk about them, which she was more than happy about.

After a bit I asked if she was going to take her top off properly. She now seemed much more confident, and said she would if we did. Well, as you can imagine me and Dave were shirtless about 1.7 seconds later, which made Kate laugh again. She paused and said, 'okay', then peeled her top off and was just sitting there in her panties. I didn't try to hide my interest in her boobs and just stared at them for a little while, and must have been practically dribbling. Kate was watching me and smiling the whole time, and asked if really thought they were nice. I told her that they were probably the nicest boobs I'd ever seen, which at the time was probably true. She asked if I thought they were too small, and I told her definitely not. Then the conversation drifted away from our near-nakedness, but I kept on taking looks at her boobs whilst we were talking - a fact which she obviously noticed but didn't seem to mind. After a little while longer I asked her if she was going to get completely naked for us like I'd asked. By now she was totally relaxed, and said 'sure, if you guys do'. She insisted that we go first, so me and Dave stood up and slipped our boxers off. Despite how sexy Kate looked, neither of us had an erection, but I had a slight semi which made my cock look a bit bigger that Dave's. Kate gave both our cocks a a look, then stood up and slipped her panties off. All three of us were now stood naked, looking at each other, and we gave each other compliments about our bodies. I asked if I could touch Kate's boobs, which she allowed me to do for maybe ten seconds, but there was no more contact beyond that. Then after a while Kate said it was time for us a leave, as she was working the next day, and we put out clothes back on. She didn't bother, and said she usually slept in the nude anyway, so for the last ten minutes of us being there she was completely naked and Dave and I were fully clothed, a fact which now didn't bother her at all. We both gave her a hug and left, and I went home and must have masturbated twice and once again the next morning. I texted Kate the next day to say what a great experience it had been and how great her body was. She texted back a message saying how hot she found it being naked in front of us both, and that she masturbated a couple of times after we left.

After that I saw Kate naked several more times, in increasingly casual situations, always in her flat after a few drinks. We slept together once, but after a few months we both started seeing different people and our friendship just fizzled out. Still, the memory of that first night when she nervously exposed herself to me and Dave is still a very powerful memory for me.

kind of, i was on holiday with friends a few years back. my gf (now wife) and a couple who we'd known a while. We'd booked the holiday hoping that the girls might go topless but not holding out any hope until a few days before we went they actually discussed it in front of us and agreed they would. Now before anyone says, topless on the beach doesnt count, after a few days there, we came in from a night out and the female friend moaned she was hot and needed a shower. we only had a one bedroom apartment and had decided to do a few days each before swapping. they had the soafa bed first. anyway, she unzipped her dress in front of us, revealing her boobs with some very sexy knickers on. For some reason it seemed VERY different seeing her like that instead of on the beach! doubt many will agree but hey ho!

Nearly Naked
 

Not quite, but close...

I had just started dating my (now) long term GF.

I had been to her flat a couple of times, her flatmate was about 5'9", blond, great legs and quite pretty.

She was single which was a surprise as she was a nice chick and as mentioned before fairly hot.

My GF rang me to come over as her flatmate was going out and we would have the place to ourselves. I arrived and the flatmate hadn't even started to get ready, however I got on well with her so we talked for a while until she said she needed to get ready.

My GF was bustling around the house, organising dinner etc, I was watching TV when I heard her flatmate say something to the left and behind me. I turned to reply to be greeted by this leggy blond in white panties and matching bra. She had her jeans in her hand and a top on a hanger. She sat on the couch opposite me and pulled her jeans on which required the spreading of her legs. All the while continuing a casual conversation just like we had before she went to shower.

I got several great looks at her crotch and smooth thighs.

She would "flash" me often when my GF was not around or she thought she would not see. I just took it as innocent flirting and did nothing about it, and she seemed happy with just being a bit of an exhibitionist.

I enjoyed seeing her in a range of G strings and bra's plus regular upskirts, especially after staying the nigh where the flatmate would wonder round in the morning in her nightie with and without panties underneath.

I worked with her
 

Another one of my experiences that sort of fits here. Not a friend, but a woman I worked with, who gave me a memorable nude massage. As in, we both were... I'll fill in the details later if there's any interest.

SIL
 

We married overseas before I ever met all of my in-laws. When we visited her hometown for me to meet them my new FIL had a cook-out at his gf's house in the country. She had a pool which we all swam in in our swim suits. When we got out to have dinner my new wife's brothers wife (my SIL) strips her swim suit off in front of everyone (about 8 of us) and dries herself off. She was very thin back then with huge tits, but unfortunately wasn't very good looking. No one else there stripped down, so it was just her immodesty.

Years later her and BIL visited our place (way too often, BTW) and she remained that way occasionally. One time when her and I were there alone she did it again. This time she had gone into the bathroom and removed her suit and came back outside nude to hang it up. On a lark I removed my suit in front of her. We both stood there drying ourselves off while looking at each other. She smiles and said she wondered if I would strip in front of her. I just said "Why not, you did it!"

Nothing sexual ever came of it.

Please... This is OCC
 

How could you imagine we would not be interested in the story?

In front of her mother. . .
 

More than 40 years ago -spring of my senior year in high school- I stopped at the house of a female friend to talk about a project we were working on.

She was a good friend and no more. For some reason, we had one of those relationships in which the idea of romance was simply not a part of it.

When I got to her house, her mother answered the door and told me that D was in the back yard getting some sun. i had met her mother before: a very friendly widow who always seemed to me perhaps a tiny bit naive and perhaps constantly surprised by her own daughter. She told me to come through the house to the back door. I did so and walked into the small yard to find D lying on her stomach on a towel with the ties on her bikini -top and bottom- untied. I sat down on one of the two chairs in the lawn, with my back to the door I had just come through, and we chatted for a few minutes. I heard her mother coming: she was bringing a tray with two glasses and a pitcher of Kool-aid. As she set the tray on the table near my chair, she said that she had to go to work, but thought we'd enjoy something cold. At that moment D sat up, causing the top to fall away. I was shocked by what D had just done: not only had I never seen her undressed, I really hadn't den thought of her that way. But I wasn't alone in my surprise: her mother shrieked out her name and looked utterly startled.

D's response was to say, "Oh mother, he's seen everything I've got before." Saying that, she stood up, brushing away the untied bikini bottom, and sat down in the other chair. I could see a good bit of her blonde bush even though her legs were tight together, and I was combination of instantly horny, slightly embarrassed, and a bit fearful of her mother's reaction to what D had just said. Her mother said, "I don't want to know why he has seen you without your clothes on, but you can't just do things like that!"

Her mother was, I suspect, seriously embarrassed, but in any case said, "I'm going to go get your robe, and you're going to wear it." She told me to turn my back. I did -didn't want to, but I also didn't think it was a very good idea to defy her mother. D was giggling and laughing and saying things like, "Did you see her face?" She thought the whole thing was hilarious. Mom brought the robe, told D to put it on, told me I could turn around, and then said she had to go, but "No shenanigans after I leave, you two!"

When her mom was out of earshot, I asked her if she was out of her mind and what had brought that on. She said that she just enjoyed pulling he mother's chain. She said, "I really was just going sit up and let the top fall away, but her scream was priceless, so on the spur of the moment I stood up." I said, "why in the world did you tell her I had seen you naked? She could have gotten angry!" D responded that she knew it wold make her mother even more uncomfortable.

We went back to talking about the school project we were working on, while she sat in the robe. When we were done, as I was getting ready to leave, she said, "I need to ask you something. Have you ever seen a girl naked before?" I told her that when I was very young a neighbor girl used to show herself to me, but other than that not really more than just a glimpse. She told me that she had never let a boy see her before, and that it was kind of exciting to be naked outside in front of a boy. That thirty second of conversation was all it took to get me back to instantly hard and horny . . .and hopeful. So I asked: "Can I see again"?

She stood up, took off the robe and remained standing in front of me as she said, "I've never seen a boy naked" Without even asking, I pulled off my clothes and stood there. We were probably three feet away and I had a raging hard on. She was standing with he legs close but with just a bit of a gap at the top of her legs. She said, lets play this really cool game where we see how close we can get without actually touching.

Needless to say, we couldn't get closer than 6 inches without touching. It was incredibly exciting, but if I wasn't going to get to touch her, I wanted to at least look. I said, "Well, that's it. But I love looking at you." Started to step back to see better, and she took hold of my wrists and said, "OK, no touching with hands." and pulled me back toward her until my cock was just touching the top of her bush. And then a bit more. And finally more until her tits were crushed against my chest and by cock stuck straight up between us, pressed to her belly.

We stood that way for a few seconds, and then separated. As she reached for her bikini and said, "OK, time to get dressed", I asked if I could see her pussy up close. She said yes and say back down in the chair and spread her legs for me for a bout 30 seconds, then hopped up and said, "Enough! Now get dressed"

I don't think I had ever been that excited. I had never fucked a girl or gotten a blow job, but I had felt up a couple of girl friends, and fingered one of them many times, and been jacked off by her, but this was exciting beyond all that, perhaps because D WAS just a friend. I told her that it was incredibly exciting, and asked her if could come: "D, I have to do this, OK", I said as a rubbed my hard cock.

She said nothing, but stopped reaching for her clothes as I jacked off. I slumped into the chair, holding my balls as I pumped my cock.

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YEESSSSSS please :p:p:p:p

Kate
 

What a story. Any pics of her? Presumably clothed ones