An ENF fantasies, stories and experiences
 

Hello,

Just going to put a new thread without the ad, just a place where I will be writing. I will include my old writings first.

An ENF story by me:
 

Complete ENF story by me:

One fantasy was when I went to a Spanish hotel on holiday. They had a pool, where I would enjoy sunbathiing and swimming. One hot summer night, the pool was of course closed, but I felt I really wanted to bathe. It was quite easy to get in the area, the water was still and blue. I took of my dress and put it on the floor with my room key, and shoes, and then quickly slipped of my panties. A hot rush of excitement because I was nude, doing something I shouldnt. I jumped in the pool. The water was fresh, and I swimmed to the other side enjoying having it to myself. I felt so free and turned on, I knew I would have to masturbate when I got out of the water. I stopped to catch my breath and then to my horror I saw a shadow near my clothes. I started to swim to the other side of the pool frantically, it was like slow motion, oh no no no I thought as I swam for my life. When i got there, and quickly got out of the pool, holding my tits as they bounced I ran to where my clothes were. Yes, I said were. I fell to my knees, oh no, there must at least have left my panties i frantically search, but there was nothing, not even my hotel door key. A hot rush went over me. I was totally nude, no key, no clothes, in an area I shouldnt be. I groaned, what possessed me? It was not even like I felt comfortable in the nude, I actually felt very very embarrassed just getting changed in front of another woman in a common cubicle. I closely held my tits and c*nt as I seached around for the person who had did this "Heyyyy is anyone there", my voice soon got pleading "pleeeeaaase, very funny but pleeeeaaase give me my clothes" I laughed a nervous laugh and licked my lips. I ran for a tree and looked around from there. I heard a rustle, I turned and saw the man on the other side of a railing. He was waving my panties. He smiled and put them on the floor, and walked away. I quickly got on my knees and reached through the bars trying to get at my panties. I couldnt reach. I looked for a stick but couldnt find one. I pressed my head through the bars painfully and found myself head through, I then nearly reached the panties, but a shoe stood on them. I looked up and saw the same smiling man. He picked up my panties and tossed them over my side of the railing. I tried to get up but found my head totally stuck. I squirmed ahd heaved whilst trying to cover my tits from his view, but I couldnt move, I was stuck. I looked at him, pleadingly, "pleeeaase, you have to help me, you cant leave me here nude and trapped for all to look at, pleeeeaasseeeee"

Oh noooo I just cant get my head out...I could feel my tits hanging swaying with every tug, and in the night I hear him say "Great ass" Ohhh I groan and tug even harder "Your body look reaaalyyy funny as you wiggle" he laughed, and I groaned even harder. And oh my god, i could smell myself, I was getting hot, even though I just wanted to die, i was getting hot... "Oh please " i say nearly crying "You have to help me, please" He then knelt next to me and but his mouth next to my ear "Just imagine in the morning, when people start to notice a nude ass near the bushes" A massive shiver goes through me, both of fear and of arousal. "pleeease " I wimper. He slowly touched my nipples, they went hard instantly. He then got up so I could just see he knees from the corner of my eye "You are having too much of a good time, I am going to leave you to it "and with that he left "Nooooooo " I said as loud as a I dared, "hey, you're not going to leave me are you? ehhh? please, I know you are there" But just silence. More tugging and no budging. uf I wondered if people would take pictures... I could just imagine them all over internet and the headline "Ridiculous big titted big assed woman gets herself trapped nude" Ohhh I moaned at the thought and gave one big tug "No luck?" said the familar voice, he hadn't gone... "Oh thank you for come back, please please help me" He leaned over and carefully pushed me through. I was red as i stood up. Thank you I said, covering my tits and c*nt, I just couldnt help it, even he had seen everything. He smiled and my embarrassment. "Your clothes... are up that tree, see? " I looked, high up were my panties hanging from a branch. "Time for jumping" he said laughing. My only thought was: How could I jump so high, use my hands to get the panties and stop my tits from bouncing all at the same time.... to be continued...

There was a breeze. My panties flapped a little from the branch. I looked at them and then at him, still clutching my boobs and c*nt. "Where is the rest of my clothes?" I said He smiled and said "Just worry about what you have not got at the moment, you had better try to get them... I might just take them back..." I went running to the tree. I could feel my ass moving as I ran but it seemed to ridiculous to cover it, but I burned with shame thinking of my naked bouncing ass. When I was nearer the tree the branch seemed even higher. I reached up, and couldnt get anyway near. I then searched for a stick. I found one quite quickly, and started to jump. I could just touch the panties with the branch. I jumped higher clutching my boobs. I was hot in every way, I groaned as the stick would touch but not release my panties. More jumps, at one point I didnt even clutch my tits, I just tried to get my panties down. After 10 minutes I sat on the grass and stared up at my underies still blowing in the breeze. I then had a new idea... climbing up the tree. I got up again, and looked for a branch that I could get up on. It wasn't easy, I was no climber, but I managed to do it swinging myself up on to a branch. After that, it seemed easier. I climbed up and got myself on the branch that my panties were on. They were very difficult to get, and I actually got them torn a little when freeing them. Then the problem came, as I tried to get down... I just didnt know how to get my foot down. I kept turning and trying different ways, but with no luck. Finally I hugged the branch, my tits spilled between the branches, my ass turned up, my c*nt irritated by the wood. "Help" I moaned... Please you must help me get down, pleeeeaaaseeee

It was hard to tell if i was worst of being stuck in the railings or up the tree. It was already 5 in the morning, and it was getting a bit lighter, I squirmed and cried help as quietly as I could trying praying my tormentor was still around. I had my panties in my hand but I couldnt move enough to put them on without probably falling out of the tree. I heard a crunch of twigs and i shut my eyes, praying it wasnt someone different about to alert everyone. I heard his familiar voice "Would you like me to get the ladder?" Oh yes I said sounding too grateful, I couldnt help keep licking my lips nervously, this man had my pride and clothes in his hands, and I was starting to feel a certain respect for him. "I want those pants in exchange" Ohhh.... there went my dream of being out of the tree wearing a bit of clothing. I sadly tossed him my pants and watched him go slowly towards the gardener's shed. After I while he appeared with the ladder and put i against the tree . With some difficulty i got on the ladder, only when i was at the bottom i saw him put away a videocamera where he had filmed me coming down the ladder in all my glory. "thanks" I said looking at the floor, desperately wanting to cover myself but it seemed even more silly to do so. “Okay” he said, what about doing some things for me in exchange for some clothing “yes” I said, I could smell myself again feeling hot. I turned even redder and looked at the ground. “first of all you can do some jumping jacks, I will tell you when to stop”. So I started, while he criticized everything I did “jump higher” “put your ams out more and lift then” I was red, my tits bounced up and down with a life of their own. I was getting tired and red for more reasons than just being ashamed. I kept going, as he filmed me, but I knew it was no use to complain, I depended on him giving me back my clothes. I was just about to stop when he said I could. I fell to the floor totally out of breath. “now you can run round the gardens” I groaned but got to it, running along, hearing him tell me to put my knees higher and put more effort into it. He continued to film me. I ran round and round, until I was a hot sweating mess and of course totally nude. He told me to stop and I fell to the ground at his feet. He smiled as I gasped. “Okay, use the swimming pool shower” I did so, as he observed me wash myself down. “Get in the pool and swim”. I obediently went to the water and got in, and started to swim, just as the night had started. Again feeling my naked body in the water. I swam from one end to the other. When I looked up, he was not there. I panicked but then noticed a pile of clothes in the same place where I had left them that night. For a second I thought if I had dreamt it all. But as I ran to where my clothes lay and started to pick them up, I groaned and noticed how real everything was as I saw all the holes he had made in my underwear and clothes in the most embarrassing places... I picked up my hotel key and made my way back to my room, praying not to mean anyone as my tits spilled out of my t.shirt and my ass gleamed though the big hole in my shorts and panties.... THE END

Poor Sally
 

The first part of another ENF fantasy-story

t was a hot summer afternoon. Sally dressed in just a strapless dress, no bra, panties and high heel sandals. After thinking what to do, she thought of going to the big shopping centre. There it was cool because of the air conditioning, and she could window shop. She didn't actually have any money until the end of the month, not even enough for the bus so she slowly walked in the shade. When she arrived she went though the main entrance to the clothes department. The alarms kept going off and it was a bit chaotic, but no-one seemed to pay any attention to this fact so she just went in with the rest of the crown eager for cool shopping. Sally then spent one hour browsing through clothes she could not afford and finally thought it was time to get home before her flatmates got home as it was her turn to prepare dinner. However, as she went through the door and the alarms went off a woman security office came behind her.

“Excuse me, could you show me your bag?”

“Yes” said Sally, red with shame even though she had done nothing wrong. She was took to a little room separated by a curtain. The officer looked in her bag and found nothing.” Okay, the problem are the clothes I think” and then roughly started looking at the labels. “You see these labels? You are supposed to cut them off at home, if not, the set of the alarm”

“Ah okay, sorry” gulped Sally

“Do you have the ticket of purchase for that dress?”

“No “ bigger gulp, I bought it a month ago.

“Then you will have to hand it over I am afraid” We have had enough of people throwing their old clothes in the bins and putting on new ones and thinking they can get away with it, either you pay for this dress or you give it to me”

“I have no money “ Sally found herself pleading “Please, please, don't make me give you the dress, I am not even wearing a bra”

The officer quickly and swiftly without any more words removed her dress leaving her in her heals and panties covering her breasts.

Could things get worse?

Yes! The officer noticed that her pants were also full of ticket. With a quick yank there were down her ankles and her feet were lifted and they were removed. She was not completely naked in heels

Oh my god, oh my god, thought Sally, red with shame, and with an uncomfortable hot feeling in her crotch.

“Sit on that stool and we will try to contact your flatmates” said the officer leaving the room

Sally sat there totally naked. She squirmed on the stool, the feeling of no clothes was so very powerful she felt outside of herself, but embarrassed was the worse feeling, She felt vulnerable and extremely stupid. The curtain didn't really close and she caught sight of one of her flatmates. She quickly jumped up and put her head through the curtains and hissed her flatmates name. But she got no reply, in her earnesty she fell over and arrived on the floor. The officer appeared to rescue her from many laughing pointing fingers and took her back inside the room.

“I am sorry, you are not to be trusted” and she took the handcuffs from her suit, and quickly tied her to metal pole, her hands behind her back”

“Oh please” said Sally, her voice quivering, please, at least handcuff me so I can cover myself”

The officer gave her first evil grin and just walked out again.

The problem was that as many people knew she was there, and the curtain did not shut properly, people kept peeping in, pointing and laughing. Some where her friends from university

“Please, could you lend me 10 quid just to get a cheap dress to wear”

This petition was met with very high pitch laughs and she heard the clicks of mobile cameras

Sally heard herself begging just for 1 pound to buy some pants. The laughs now where hysterical. Sally felt a great mix of embarrassment and hate for those fully clothed hateful girls and boys. She felt her large breasts hanging for all to see,

“Guess what the front cover of the unofficial hot student press will be” hahahahahahaha said one, as they went away leaving Sally with her nudity, no money and handcuffs to slowly meditate on how the worse was to come.

A real ENF experience of mine
 

Today I am not going to continue the Sally story, but I am going to tell a near ENF situation I had (I have one more for another day).

About a year ago I went for a full body massage. I may seem stupid but I didnt really think if I had to take of my clothes or not however logic this may seem. It was a very small room with a bed in it, and she asked me to undress. The worst part was that she told me to wear a paper tanga that she gave me. I think i would have been less embarrassed should I have been totally nude. I left all my clothes in a pile next to the massage bed, and when she asked me to turn round she quickly picked up all the clothes saying that they were in her way and she took them in another room. That was the most powerful ENF moment, I was there, just in a paper tanga, and should I have to leave in a rush or quickly I didnt even know where she had taken my clothes. It was also a strange situation as the room only had a curtain, and I could hear people coming in and out what was also a hairdressers and I could hear people and cars in the street, all of this making me feel extremely vulnerable. I was a good massage and afterwards even forgot about the situation of ENF, only to be reminded when she finished and said she was going for my clothes. She didnt come immediately and I could hear is a trivial conversation with one of the hairdressers. By then I felt like I wanted to pee and all I could do was lie there feeling very nude and stupid with the paper tanga. Finally she came back carrying my clothes and I dressed and payed. As you can see nothing actually happened, but the feelings got very stong. Good job there was not a fire or something

Thank you so much for your stories - they're incredible. Any more would be most appreciated!

Love the sally story so far! Keep it up!

some great stories there!

Poor Sally Part 2
 

As Sally waited time had seemed to stay still. Her tits felt heavy without the usual bra they needed being so large. She could feel the cool air of the air conditioning on her wet pussy, her face was red and burning with shame and arousal. Just then the curtain opened and a man she remembered seeing at university looked through. He smiled looking her up and down and said:

"If you do what I say, I will get you back home and give you a dress"

Sally was scared about the doing what he said, but was desperate for out. She nodded, and the man disappeared. He came back with the security officer who said she had been lucky as her friend had payed for the clothes she had "stolen". The handcuffs were taken off and her hands went quickly to her breasts. She looked up hopefully at her new friend looking for some clothes. He tossed her what looked like a skirt, and it was certainly not what clothes she had came in. She tried to put on the skirt, and then realized in horror it was a dress. It almost showed her bum and pussy, but if she pulled it showed her breasts. "Can i have my pants please" Sally said humbly and was greeted with a smile and a no. She followed Mark as he told he we was called, red as a beetroot and pulling at her dress. Many recognized her from before pointed and laughed. It felt like a long walk of shame though the whole shopping centre, and finally as they got the car park he opened his car and got in shutting the door after him. The window came down and in a quick movement he pulled at the dress and took it off. Sally screamed and covered her tits and crotch as he laughed

Do you want your little dress back ?

Yes, yes please she squealed looking around to see if anyone could see her.

Then you must jog, he said, all the way round this area of the car park.

Sally couldnt believe her eyes. How could she jog like that, but she saw he wasn't joking.

I won't she stammered

Then goodbye he said, and started the car, it started to move, she banged the window, okay please, I will she said

He stopped and waited. She started to jog, holding on to her breasts round the car park, she looked at the floor, her bouncing breasts in her hands hurt with every movement. She started to sweat. She got back to the car

Oh please, that is enough, and she noticed he had recorded it on video on his mobile. He smiled, and told her what she was doing wrong, that she could not hold her breasts, that her knees must be much much higher.

Whimpering she went back and started to run again. Her free breasts bounced like with a life of their own. She tried to run with her knees very high, she felt very hot and noticed some people pointing her. She also noticed the security officer coming towards her. She ran back to the car and told Mark totally out of breath. He smilled and told her to get in the car, she ran round the other side, each time she tried to open the door he moved the car a bit more ahead, laughing in her face. Beg, he said.
She put her head though the window and begged to be let in. Just in time he opened the door and she got in, and the car sped of with the officer shouting something at them as he hit the streets with Sally totally naked, and breasts abouncing in the passenger seat.

To be continued

Poor Sally Part 3
 

It was quite a sight. A normal looking car, with a man driver, and next to him a totally nude woman with huge breasts and a red face with a bizarre expression of embarrassment. A moment after leaving the shopping centre mark had pulled over and got out of the car. He opened the boot and came back with a pack of shiny handcuffs. For a second time Sally found herself being handcuffed this time her hands behind the car seat, the chain was long and allowed this to be done leaving her very uncomfortable and her breasts high and pointing. Before starting the car he actually fingered her pussy. It was wet and hot, and Sally couldnt believe how near she got to orgasm in such a situation. But then the expert hand stopped leaving her hot in more ways than before and started the car.

Oh please... said Sally breathing heavily squirming and making her tits move even more than the bumpy road did. Mark just laughed as he drove near the campus. He then gave Sally a nice slow and long ride. People pointed, laughed, whistled, took pictures, shouted at them. Mark opened the window and a one point he was going so slowly that men put their hands through the window and ser her tits bouncing. Sally was just silent, her humiliation had got to such a strong point she was just dumb, she was so hot she couldnt help moaning, she felt like this had been her situation all her life, that this was all she was good for. Slowly they left, and Sally managed to beg to be set free. But all she got was silence. After quite a long drive it was alreadly night. She realized she was back at her old part of town, where she grew up. As the stopped she noticed the park near her parents house where she had played and gone after a drink at night. She was uncuffed and took out of the car. She looked about to see if anyone could see her but there was nobody about. Mark cuffed her hands high up to the railings of the park. Sally's large breasts inserted themselves between the bars as Sally put her face between the bars and pathetically begged.

You don't remember how awful you were to me, how you never wanted to let me buy you a drink do you. - said Mark – At that very pub that is next to this park

Sally remembered all of sudden where she knew him from, not just from university.

Well he said, as he wrote a note on a piece of paper and pinned it over her head. I have had my revenge now, people will be coming out of the pubs soon and he started to walk away.

Sally licked her lips nervously and rattled the chain of the tight handcuffs and she said

“Hey, you are not going to leave me here are you” She licked her lips again, her pussy smelt hot, and she couldnt get to it. The cuffs where not budging and Mark had got in his car

Hey – shouted Sally a lot more loudly – You can't this to me, what does that note say?

Mark pulled down the window of his car, made one last photo with his camera and drove off.

Many hours later it is almost dawn. Sally stands looking very tired. Her big tits hang and Sally trites to find a comfy position. When she asks for help people either laugh or run away scared. She is certainly a site: A naked blonde cuffed to the railing with a sign that says: She is a cow, don't help her, just laugh” She gives a couple of blow jobs in exchange for help, but realizes too late that people just leave her and laugh. Even worse, no-one fingers her, if she could just manage to cum... But no rest for the wicked. People are starting to stir, daylight is here, a dog of his lead from a walk is smelling her bum and c*nt. Sally looks pathetically though the bars as she says just one more time, oh please helpppppppppp

THE END

SpyStrip's ENF Experiences, Ages 15 to 20, part two
 

SpyStrip's ENF Experiences, Ages 15 to 20, part two

[This experience happened exactly as written.]


My second ENF moment occurred when I was 17 and had only got to second base with my girlfriend at the time. I decided to see her fully nude, though up until that time, I had only seen her topless.

She’s probably my number one ENF victim in my lifetime. With only two ENF stories involving her (there’s something else, you’ll see…), they were grounded in genuine ENF psychology.

She was 17 and I was the first guy who had ever seen and played with her luscious and perfect 35C breasts, with perfect, large aureole. They were a light brown, and not a pink, and their contrast with her light skin was wonderful. Much to her horror, she once wore a white swimsuit, and they definitely showed through, and because I was the only one in her backyard we were able to laugh at the situation and be turned on by it.

It was also the first time I admitted to a girlfriend that I was excited over ENF. This was because a year earlier, when she was 16, and before I had met her, she was fully exposed for the first time in her life to a guy. The fact he was a doctor didn’t matter to her, as she had a deep fear of being seen nude, and made the perfect ENF victim.

When she was 16 she got a chest cold, and was taken to the hospital, and told to completely disrobe, and given (this seems strange, but I had heard of it) something like a thin, unfitted white sheet to wrap around herself. The doctor, was about 33, she guessed, and she never met before. He did the usual preliminary stuff, and used a stethoscope, and didn’t remove her “sheet” from her, which she had wrapped around her body. Or course she was nervous over being exposed, and worried every moment that the exam would involve her breasts being uncovered. Eventually, that was exactly what happened, and she was told to lower her arms, and the doctor pulled down the sheet (I’ll call it that, unless someone has a better term for it), and he became the first male since she developed to see her naked, 16 year old C cup breasts in all of their glory.

And it get worse. (Or better, depending on your point of view.) She was told to get off of the exam table where she had been sitting, and stand, and turn around. With an air of, “I’m a doctor and this doesn’t mean anything to me”, he had her do deep breathing while he had the stethoscope to her back. Taking hold of her arms, one at a time, he lifted them above her head, the sheet slipping into uselessness with each repositioning. Finally, she was told to lower her arms and, while standing, the sheet fell to her feet and he continued to examine her breasts, while she was completely nude. He even lifted her breasts with ungloved hands, though he never touched her nipples, which were hard and pointed due to the cold.

All of it seemed for nothing, because she was given general over the counter medicine, and not anything special. This was in the mid 80s, and soon afterward, gloves for every literal procedure became the norm, as did AMA articles relating to how doctors were not to expose anymore of a patient’s body than necessary. But I did live through a time when the attitude was, “You’re at the doctor’s, there is nothing “sexual” about you at this time.” Other stories lead me to believe it was far “worse” in the 50s and 60s.

As my girl told me this story I asked her for details. The conversation began with my asking her if I was the only guy who had ever seen her breasts. She understood my getting excited over it, but assured me she was deeply embarrassed over the experience.

So a week after our making out began to include second base, using my hands and mouth, it became apparent that I wasn’t going to get any further with her, for at least a while, and HAD to see her nude.

I came over about 45 minutes early before taking her out, and knew that her parents wouldn’t be home, and that she’d still have to take a shower. I went into her room, crouched down in the corner behind large stuffed animals and her desk. She wore medium thick glasses, and I didn’t realize just what that meant. I never needed them, and my vision had been perfect. This was an added bonus, because while my intention was to see her in an instant ENF moment when she came in the room, I never expected to get a show as well.

From her point of view, she had left me at the TV, had closed the door to the hall, so I wouldn’t see her in any way go from the bathroom to her bedroom. While she showered, I left the living room, opened and closed the hall door, and waited in her bedroom.

She came in, opened and shut her bedroom door, wearing only a white towel. She had nearly black hair, and medium light skin. Then, she immediately left her room again, and returned with the clothes she had taken off and left in the bathroom. But the second time was golden. She stood before her sliding closet door, which was a large mirror, opened it to take out a dress, then closed it, and nearly at once dropped the towel. Totally nude and magnificent. My first view of it all was her backside and the refection in the glass. But she turned to get her bra and panties from off of a chair where she had laid the dress, and then turned toward me and gave me the entire view, head to toe.

I just sat there. Before she could put anything on I stood up, and was shocked to see she didn’t notice me. Her vision was that bad without her glasses. But she eventually did see me, and gave me the greatest ENF reaction imaginable, continuing her embarrassment until I left the room. (That part I actually don’t remember.) But her eyes widened when she finally registered me, and she freaked on levels that would bring the ENF house down.

One of the best ENF video scenes here at One Click is from a (German?) movie, where a girl, wearing a walkman, comes out of the bathroom and she’s so into her music, she doesn’t notice the entire extended family has come into the room, Some older guy’s getting dressed. It’s really a weird scene. But she’s a fucking hottie, totally nude, and totally embarrassed. (There is also a great reaction from a woman who is loving the girl’s humiliation.) Before the girl wheels and turns back to the bathroom, she has this great, deer in the headlights reaction to her being naked before EVERYONE, That’s the look my girl gave to me. Of course, my girl didn’t have anywhere to retread to, but had to throw me out of the room while arguing with me buck naked, and her catching my eyes sweep down her from her bare breasts to her medium trimmed bush was wonderful. I commented that I had no idea how dark she was, an obvious reference to her pubes.

SpyStrip's ENF Experiences, Ages 15 to 20, part three
 

SpyStrip's ENF Experiences, Ages 15 to 20, part three

[This experience happened exactly as written.]


My third ENF moment during this time in my life happened when I was 20. It involved my (then) girlfriend and her best friend, and the guy who was going with my girlfriend’s friend at the time. I had seen this guy a couple of times, but didn’t get to know him. For Valentine’s weekend, yeah pretty barfy, I invited everyone to stay in my apartment for the weekend. (The other couple lived a few hours away.) It was a condo unit and had a great pool and rec area, but I was renting. There was only one bedroom, and the girls had gone into it to change into their swimsuits. My girl was a beautiful Mexican with great legs and nice, medium size tits, about a B+. Her girlfriend had small breasts, As becoming Bs, and they had the wonderful effect of lifting straight up, what little there were of them. This is funny, because being a breast man, it was the first time I had seen a girl with small boobs, and there was something of a turn-on about it, learning what a girl’s small breasted body looks like, especially in this case, as it would always be ENF, because there was no way we were ever going to all get naked or whatever. So this was precious, and as ENF as you could get. Because we were all friends, it would never fall into HNF. But back then I never thought about what I’m writing. It just seemed like a fun thing to do.

So the girls were changing, and it was this other guy, and not me, who asked me if I wanted to check out our girls changing. I asked him how. He said with a mirror. I told him that was just a gimmick, and really didn’t work. He assured me it would. I don’t know whether he came prepared, or just happened to have a large hand mirror, but it really did work. A lot of things meshed perfectly to make this a great voyeur experience: The bed was close to the door, but against a wall, and it was the only logical place to change. The girls had known each other forever, and had no shame in changing while standing next to one another. They both wore one piece swim suits, and that meant that they were totally nude for about 30 seconds. Also, perhaps it was because I was in a rental, the door was unusually high from the carpet, and I wondered later if that was done to make it easy to change carpet or whatever. It wasn’t absurdly high, just higher than normal. The only funny thing about it was that the girls were, from our point of view, upside down. (I hadn’t expected that.) But they were definitely, 100% nude, perfectly framed, and as a bonus I never thought of, we got to see a great view of their pussy lips. My girl had a nice muff, but she had bare lips. It was just something she did to make the triangle end. Her girlfriend had a racing stripe, and we were dying on the other side of the door. Another thing I learned was that girls with small breasts are easy to “understand” what they look like naked. It took the other guy a while I’m sure, to take in all of my girl’s breasts: their hang, their color, the difference between the flesh of her breasts and nipples. But his girl’s body could be understood in a moment.

Well, it was too good a set up, I yanked at him, tossed away the mirror, made a gesture with my hand to grab at the door knob and he nodded “definitely”. I opened it and they were caught entirely ENF. Arms at the side for my girl and not a stitch on. His girl’s weird reaction was to put her arms behind her back as she was startled. And almost as if it were a high jinks movie, my girl really gave the guy a show by taking a moment to look down and see the view the guy was getting, making a sound like a wounded animal as she covered herself. His girl turned her back and grabbed at her swim suit, and showed off a great athletic bare ass.

They freaked, we busted up and left the hallway as they screamed at us. When they finally came out my girl said, “Hope you liked the show,” in Spanish and called us some unrepeatable names. Her Filipino girlfriend (though born here) spent the rest of the night looking at me in horror.

It was her later reaction through the evening that made me realize how I had “squandered” the previous “embarrassment” parts of the ENF situation. It wasn’t until this moment of my life that I realized how stupid I had been, and that I could, and did, approach my male friends, and we could place ourselves in situations where we would be able to check out each other’s girls naked. And that, while we couldn’t embarrass them, we could privately “humiliate” them, turning all of them into our private sex dolls, with them putting on a show for all of us and not realizing it.

The Best ENF Prank Ever, part one
 

The best ENF prank ever pulled on anyone I knew about was pulled on my girlfriend when she was in Spain as a foreign exchange student. While the telling of the story may make it sound like it lasted a long time, the actual “nude” time was only about (here I’m guessing, based on what I was told), about 45 seconds of prank time, not realizing she was on display, and the “embarrassment” time lasted about another 60 seconds, which was the time she realized she was the victim of a prank, to the end of it, where she finally got back her swim suit. It all happened in front of about 30 people. Because the people who pulled this prank were, after all, my girlfriend’s friends, and their plan was to “get at her”, rather than humiliate her for all time. At the same time, what they did to her was so excruciating that I can’t imagine how she ever lived down those 10 magical ENF seconds as she went from completely confident to totally embarrassed, and had to be the worst horror for any girl.

Before she left, my girl and I had an agreement that we would see other people. The exchange was for a year, and it was silly that with all our horniness we would put it all on hold for that long. When my girl got to Spain she almost immediately fell in lust with a guy who was not part of the exchange, but staying at the hotel the exchange was using before it housed everyone in campus apartments or whatever. It was late August, and the classes would soon begin, and there would be a 2 week stint in the hotel, which was more or less a hostile, but on a larger, better scale, and it was about 90% college students about to begin their exchange program.

On Friday morning my girl woke up to hear from her friends and others that that day would be a naked tanning day at the pool. If you weren’t going to tan in the nude, don’t bother to come down, and there was even a sign in front of the door to the pool patio that read, TODAY ONLY, NO CLOTHES BEYOND THIS POINT FROM NOON UNTIL TWO. My girl hadn’t planned on going out to the pool that day. My girl was not a wallflower, but she had made it known to her friends that her going from a one piece to a bikini was a pretty amazing thing at that, because one of her fears and the horror of being seen nude by people she would later meet in social situations.

Just as she was getting ready to leave with a friend for lunch that afternoon, two of her friends came to her room and they were completely naked. They begged her to go lay out with them; that the guy she liked was in the pool, completely naked, looked totally hot, and had made a comment to one of them that he hoped to see her, and wanted to ask her out dancing, and that in fact she had better get a move on ‘cause another girl was going to be real aggressive and get him to go out with her.

My girl followed them all downstairs, and they passed the other girl’s room, and her door was open and she and her friends were completely naked, and laughing, and my girl and her friends could tell they were probably discussing the other guy. My girl was pretty shocked at the open nakedness of the other three girls, and knew they’d soon be at the pool.

It was about 12:30, and they walked to the point where my girl had to choose between going out to the pool or going out to the patio. Her friends told her that if she tanned nude, they would also, and that two of her friends who had come into her room had already been out there, and that there is a rush to talking with guys when everyone is naked. The other friend encouraged her, and my girl decided to do it. The other two said they’d set a towel area up at the other end of the pool, and that they’d be tanning and waiting there for her. My girl said she was nervous, and the others just told her to not look at anyone else. But they also said to walk right up to the guy first thing because he was, a few minutes ago, in the shallow end of the pool, which was about 20 feet from the door out to the patio.

My girl went back upstairs, and took everything off, and her two friends took her towel, and went back downstairs. She and the friend left with her were pretty nervous as they stripped in my girl’s room, and finally they were naked, the only things they were wearing being their sandals. My girl and her friend walked down the staircase wearing nothing but their smiles, and it was pretty quiet, and my girl was happy to see that the short walk from her room down to the pool patio was one where she encountered no one. She told me she had this fear of running into a couple of the guys she could tell liked her but she didn’t like them, and that if they were clothed and she was naked she would have died. But the walk took less than half a minute, and half of it was on the staircase anyway, and they encountered no one, not even the other girl and her friends, who my girl secretly hoped were still in their room. She didn’t want to walk up to the guy and learn he was busy that night and be standing there naked and looking like a fool. But her girls told her the guy liked her specifically, so she felt confident about it, and excited over the prospect of showing off her 8+ body to guys she knew, that because of what she was about to do, would be fantasizing about her that night. The whole thing turned her on as she got to the hallway of the pool patio door, where two other girls she had met there had obviously left the pool, saying hi to her as they passed her like it was no big deal, their being entirely nude. They saw that the other girls did have bags and tanning stuff in their hands, and it made it a bit more surreal for my girl not to be holding anything, but the other two girls told my girl they had all of their usual stuff where they usually laid out, which also meant that my girl had to endure, or enjoy, walking from the shallow end of the pool, where the door opened near to, to the other side of the pool, where she and her friends had been laying out each afternoon.

The Best ENF Prank Ever, part two
 

My girl’s friend told my girl she wasn’t going to be near her while she talked with the guy, and wished her luck, said that she was just going to walk straight to their towel area and not even look at anyone else for a while. My girl responded that she’d walk right up to the shallow end of the pool and try and lock eyes with the guy and pray she didn’t come off like a little girl. They both swallowed hard and made a face like, “Well, here goes,” and the other girl cut her off with an announcement that she had to pee. My girl said the same thing, and they duct into the two women’s stalls just five feet from where they were standing and the door. After my girl waited, her friend told her from inside the stall to just go ahead out there, and said good luck, and my girl said the same to her, and they both laughed, and my girl left the women’s room, and walked about ten steps to the patio door, reading once more the sign, and looking at a clock and seeing it was 12:35, and knew the naked time would be in full swing. She opened the door, and walked out.

The first thing my girl accidentally saw were women and men laying out to her right. They were naked, and she quickly moved her eyes toward the pool. Almost immediately she saw the guy, and she really had to concentrate not to look at others, and not to feel their gaze on her. She also had to remind herself to lower her arms and be natural, and when she did this, she thought to herself that she had turned some kind of corner and there was now a thrill, knowing that after a few minutes, a lot of the males she’d be going to school with and hanging out with at clubs and parties and educational trips would have seen every inch of her naked body. But she began to admit to herself that there was an excitement to it all, and that from that point onward, every guy in the program would know how good she looked naked, and that their fantasies would occasionally include her. She made sure to keep looking at the guy, and their eyes had locked as soon as she turned toward the pool. She saw he was at the edge of the pool itself, looking right up at her, and she had one final thought of embarrassment, realizing that as she walked to him, he would eventually get the full view of her pussy, slit and all, as she got to where she’d be looking down at him. Before she could think about getting in the pool herself, he spoke to her. “Your friends thought you might not come, and they’re waiting for you. Wanna go out tonight?”

It all came at her in a rush, and she went from being on guard, to more or less happy that he was casual about her coming out there, and that he had instantly asked her out. She said okay. And he followed up with going out to dance, and she said okay again. Then he said to her, “I always wondered what you looked like in the nude and now I know.” As her smile fell, he said, “You look awesome. That takes a lot of courage to show it all off like that in front of all of your friends. They won’t even go topless.” After he finished saying this it was obvious his eyes were checking her out, from her bare breasts to her sex, and he left his eyes there for an uncomfortable two seconds, before saying, “You’re the first person I met here who will tan fully nude”

She gave him a weird look, but he just continued to stare at her. And then she realized he was definitely taking it all in, and in a very sexual way. She walked a few more steps, leaned over the pool, and saw the red of swim trunks he was wearing below the surface. At this, she freaked upward, and looked up, and saw the patio was a dead silence, and everyone was staring at her, and, then she realized that everyone was definitely wearing clothes. Not swim suits, but full on clothing.

She covered up her body in the traditional way, and turned around, and gave out some kind of scream. (When they told me this story, my girl didn’t remember what she said, but the other girls remembered she swore “fuck!” and that it sounded like a whimper as much as an expletive. She never uses that word, the good little Catholic school girl that she was, or had been, so you knew it was a real freak out to her.) She said, “What the…” as she backed away from the edge of the pool, and realized now that everyone was smiling, and that the smiles were becoming laughter. She started to her applause as she turned toward the door, and ended up giving the patio a perfect look at her great ass. She didn’t care that she had just completed the show, she went to open the door, but it was locked, and she eventually dropped her hands to grab the door knob and pound on it, while everyone else just hurried over to the concrete area where she was standing, still laughing and applauding, and whistling and screaming. None of the shouts were uncomplimentary, and what little she remembered, all of the comments were positive ones about her body. But it only took seconds for her to be completely surrounded by everyone, and another ten seconds went by, with her shouting at them and trying to cover up, until one of her friends appeared with her towel.

They teased her for another few seconds, and finally gave it to her first on condition that she lower her arms, which after a second or two she did. Then, the guy had come out of the pool, and he was applauding and laughing with the others. Her friends made her kiss the guy in front of everyone while she was naked. After she began the kiss, they told her it would be a ten second kiss, and her eyes went to her friends as she continued to be kissed, and everyone else screamed and whistled. After the got to ten, one of her friends gave the towel to the guy, and he wrapped her in it.

She was nearly sobbing as everything calmed down, but she was also laughing and trying to hit everyone, and turning as many shades of red that a Mexican girl can turn. Another few minutes passed, things died down, and with everyone in a circle still near my girl, her friend shouted, “Naked Pool Party!” and everyone who had been a part of the prank began taking off their clothes. My girl said to her friends, “You better get naked!” She was recovering, and they made a deal about the guy taking off his trunks. My girl saw all of the other girls who were in on the prank in the hotel building also get naked again, and eventually all of the people who had been a part of the prank were naked.

There were in fact only 6 people, 4 girls and 2 guys who wouldn’t participate in it, and they genuinely were gone for the afternoon. But nearly everyone who heard of the plan wanted to be a part of it, and agreed to get naked afterward, their purpose being to play a joke on her and not humiliate her. Everything she saw, all of the girls she met in the nude along the way, how she was “manuevared” here and there in specific ways all worked to get her to walk out to the patio, believe people were nude, when they were merely partially so near her, and fully dressed by under towels far from her, and attempt to have a casual attitude about being nude as she walked to the guy and had her talk.

They told her the most enjoyable part of it all was seeing her try to casually walk naked to the pool, and a lot of guys told her it was a complete turn on watching her stand there in the nude, with her arms at her side and having a conversation. Of course it was the talk of the first few weeks of school, and something she easily got to laugh about it, probably because it was a genuine ENF, and wasn’t any way humiliating. But it was the best ENF I ever heard of happening to any girl, because I’m not including HNF experiences.

Spystrip, they were some of the best stories I've ever heard... ever. I think wherearemyclothes might have to put it up a notch if you know what I mean.

Come on people, post your true ENF experiences here!
 

Here's one to start with;

I was in Spain a few years back and was in a bar called Fartuncles, where they had a house rule for English girls that any girl not clapping when the singer played the official bar song had to get her tits out on the stage (he played the song more and more the later it got!)

Ussually, two beats into the song and an unsuspecting girl was dragged up onto the stage. Most just flashed their tits and got off the stage - this is Spain remember, all the girls go topless on the beach during the day.

But a couple stuck in my mind;

1) Two girls in the bar were obviously on their first night there - no tan - and, for some reason, had decided to come out dressed in their hotel bedsheets. The barmaid said to me "bet you their the first on stage tonight!" and she was right. The song started for the first time that evening and one of them was bundled onto the stage for not clapping. She said she didn't know the rules but the singer said "either just give a volunatary flash, or the barstaff will have to help" - she kind of pondered and looked forlornly at her friend, and then she said she would do it. There was a huge cheer and she lowered the blanket and showed her tits (but the best bit, was the look on her face!) Her friend, by the way, escaped all night and never had to show hers!

2) I remember a particulalry cute girl being dragged up and just flashing her tits. Her friend was really laughing and abusing her until it was pointed out that she hadn't been clapping either. The girl on stage said that it was only fair that she had to do it too and the poor girl was manhandled to the stage. She moaned and protested for ages before everybody lost patience and two of the barstaff held her arms up, whilst a third pulled her top down - then her mate undid her bra and yanked it off! She was embarrassed but laughing at the same time - fantastic.

I probably have a few other true enf stories, so I'll post again later.

It is not about being better, or being the best, it is about being and telling what you are. I can't put that up.

Thanks for everyone that liked and read what I had to say, and those that participated in this thread and the other with even more ENF stories fantasies or experiences. I come and go from internet, now is a time for going without knowing when I will be back. Best wishes and good luck to all.

Surely somebody has a story to tell???????

My fantasy, part 1
 

Well, I have a fantasy...

I’m a woman in my late 20s with short brown hair, cute face, blue eyes, a good figure and a sense of adventure. So in my fantasy, when I win the lottery I decide to buy a van equipped as a camper and just drive around the country. One afternoon I pull into a camp ground set near a beautiful woods. The young girl who checks me in is obviously new at her job and has trouble entering everything into the system, but I’m finally registered (I think!) and in my assigned camping spot near the edge of the woods.

It’s a sunny day and quite warm, so I decide to walk in the woods a bit. Before long I come to a beautiful crystal-clear lake. Perfect for a swim! I look around me. This is a weekday so the campgrounds aren’t crowded, and there’s no one else here in the woods. And it’s SO HOT out!

Quickly, I decide on a fast skinny-dip. I strip off my shoes, socks, walking shorts and top. Look around nervously to make SURE I’m alone here. Then, fingers fumbling, I unhook my bra, lower my panties and place them in a neat pile with all my other clothes. Then I hurriedly lower myself into the water.

Oooo! It feels so good! Cool and refreshing. I forget my nervousness and swim to the opposite shore. There’s an inviting patch of soft grass there, screened from view, and I stretch out luxuriously for an all-over tan!

Sometime later I awake, surprised to see how low the sun is getting. Quickly, I hop in the water and swim back to the opposite shore. Pull myself up on the bank...

And all my clothes are gone! I search wildly around, but I’m sure this is where I left them – and there’s NOTHING HERE!

I blush all over, tummy fluttering, crouch down in the grass and clasp my arms around me, looking desperately this way and that to see if anyone’s watching.... seeing me LIKE THIS! After several seconds of cowering, I finally decide I’m alone out here – and NAKED! I’ve got to get back to my camper!

Fortunately, I have a spare key hidden on my camper. All I have to do is get there!

These woods were an easy walk a couple hours ago. But now the trail seems lined with springy branches that slap my sides and bottom as I sneak past. Leaves dry and wet crumple and slide beneath my bare feet as I tiptoe cautiously along, one arm crossed over my breasts and a hand down over my puss. Sometimes I her noises – is someone coming? And I dive for the closest cover, terrified of being caught naked!

The closer I get to the camp area, the more people are about, and the more I have to hide. Finally, I’m crawling on my belly through the tall weeds, feeling the warm grass stroke across my belly, nipples and puss as I wiggle my bare butt, inching forward. But at last I make it back to where I parked my camper....

...and it’s gone!

I’m stuck here, naked, miles from anywhere, no clothes, no cell phone, no ID, no money, no plastic.... everything I had is GONE! And I’m NAKED!

End of part one

Crayle, this is awesome. Please continue, its got everyone I love in an enf fantasy. skinny dipping, covering, stuck naked.

Would like to cam with you?
 

Hi I would like to chat with you on MSN with cam and watch you jump around share ENF:)

I am 33 single male from London.

MY MSN

Let me know if you are interested and send me a message with your MSN etc

Gordon

Very hot fantasy, crayle! Please continue.

My ENF fantast part 2
 

Well the next part isn't as well developed as the first. Perhaps someone here could help me "flesh it out?"

The rush of feelings at finding myself stuck in this awful predicament dizzies me. But I realize I have to act fast! As well as all my clothes, money and ID, that camper contained my laptop, with access to all my accounts. And I had foolishly stored all the passwords on that same laptop! All a thief had to do was drive to a wi-fi zone and empty my accounts!

Crouched there in the tall grass, I look around till it seems safe to scamper over to the tiny office-shack where I checked in. Desperately I dart from the tall grass... behind a bush... beside a dumpster... crouched by a parked car... all the time hugging my arms over my nakedness! Finally I reach it! The young girl who checked me in is gone. There's an older woman there now, in her 30s, attractive, in a mannish, athletic way, with short dark hair. I pound on the door, quivering and cowering, and beg her to let me in!

She seems amused, disapproving and disbelieving all at once as I pour out my story. But she finally lets me in I insist we must call the police to report my stolen... well EVERYTHING! But I don’t even know the license plate number on my camper-van! The lady checks for my registration –

I’m not registered!

The stupid girl who checked me in didn’t get it entered in the computer!

There’s no record I was even here!

(Also, how would it be if the girl quit? Or if SHE’s the one who stole all my stuff???)

The day started out sunny, but storm clouds have rolled in. The lady finally calls the police (“Hello? That you Carl? Linda on patrol today? Well thee’s a young lady here who claims she lost EVERYTHING!”)

While we wait for the police, I crouch under the window where no one will see me and beg the lady to let me get on her computer. She thinks it over awhile, then finally agrees. Quickly, I access my accounts but

I’m locked out! My passwords have all been changed! Whoever took my van has emptied all my accounts – taken everything!

I suddenly realize: a few hours ago, I was a wealthy young lady – now I literally own NOTHING! Not so much as a pair of earrings! Or panties!

I’m sobbing when the police car rolls up. Linda the lady cop makes me come out to the car so she can take down my statement. I barely hear what she says, all the legal-mumbo-swear-this as she gets my story down. Cowering in the back of her car as the clouds get darker, still trying to cover myself with my arms, I swear to the statement and sign it.

That’s when the lady-cop tells me that skinny-dipping is against the law in this county – and I’ve just confessed to it!

She takes me out of the car to handcuff me, but I break away and run back into the woods! It’s awful running naked outdoors like this but I CAN’T go to jail! Not like THIS! No home, no money. No ID no Cell phone, no plastic, no keys... and NO CLOTHES!

And then it starts to rain....

SpyStrip's ENF Experiences, Age 21, part two
 

SpyStrip's ENF Experiences, Age 21, part two

[This experience happened exactly as written.]


It is important to mention before going into part two, that upon “Maria’s” return to California, she got a campus apartment and finished her degree, and while doing so, got a job lined up for September, but needed some work, and a place to live, during the summer of her return. All of this matters, as she was about to learn the “final” aspect of just what turned her on. It was the combination of these jobs that she (and I) fell into her unique fetish of ENF that she craved.

She lined up a job in the forest surrounding the city where she lived, and was a camp counselor for eight weeks, in July and August. She got this job by the suggestion of two other guys who were also working with her in September. That job was at a community college, as a teacher’s assistant. She was really a successful student, and unlike them, her duties included reading student assignments. She wasn’t their boss, but was of a higher grade than they were. There was a certain humor about it, because they had suggested to her that she get the job there, and she ended up with an upgraded version of their job.

I was pretty jealous of these two guys, because they were going to be able to hang out with my girl at the camp for eight weeks, but I would get her on her days off, which were actually a 36 hour stretch of time, that rotated weekly. She didn’t have access to a car that summer, and I ended up being counted on to take her away for the time, which I enjoyed greatly. I would adjust my work schedule, and drive from where I lived the two hours to her camp, and usually pick her up around 8 pm, after she had showered and got ready for our evening out, and the following day and another evening.

Without going into detail, but knowing this for a fact, I learned that my girl, along with the other staff, and on occasion, some of the women visitors, were spied on all summer while they took their night-time showers, by about 6 of the male staff, and possibly some of their friends who occasionally came up to the camp. For certain I learned that three counselors, two assistant counselors, and the custodian of the camp were in on it, and after it sunk in, I realized that Maria had been seen not only taking her shower, but also during her post-shower, ready for me to pick her up moments, which got pretty intimate.

After learning about this, there remained another 2 weeks of camp, and I didn’t do anything to upset this situation, or get anyone in trouble, or even tell Maria. The truth was, I was completely turned on by her being every guy’s unknown centerfold, or whatever you want to call it. There were other justifications that went through my mind: they had all already seen her; I would have done the same; she looks totally hot; there was no way for them to get a clear photo of her from outside the building. I got more. But the bottom line is, I was spanking it every night to the thought of her “performing” for them.

After camp was over, I finally told her, and she was genuinely humiliated over it. To make it worse, though admittedly, more exciting to me, she backtracked over the summer, and realized just what the guys got to see: Her getting ready for me to pick her up, so her putting on her most exciting bras and panties; her powdering and lotioning her naked body; her combing her pubes; her preening and posing. I never thought of all of that. But what really got to her were four things: 1) guys she had seen every moment during a professional situation (if you want to call a summer camp, “professional”, interacted with her, knowing exactly what she looked like naked; 2) the custodian, and probably his slob friends she had seen, had probably also seen her nude (that genuinely disgusted her); 3) some unidentified guy, had got to see her in the nude, and the thought of that really sent her threw the roof; 4) and this was obviously the “worst”: the guys she was about to see on a daily basis at her college job knew what every inch of her naked body looked like.

But during the two weeks between the end of the camp job and the beginning of the community college job, as we discussed it, Maria became more turned on by what had happened to her. She continued to think about just how the guys had got to see her naked, and how they probably went to bed those nights, thinking of her as they masturbated. At the same time she was grossed out about it, especially the idea that the custodian’s friends had seen her nude, she was also turned on by it. She had fantasies about the custodian’s friends, who had a “biker” look to them, “forcing” her to strip naked for them and dance for them. She also wondered about that unidentified male, and who he was, and this took her mind into many twists and turns.

Hello, I am interested in finding males that would like to see ENF (me) as spectators of cam. If interested please add me to hotmail (dont use and wont use yahoo) and we can talk (info of hotmail on profile)

i bet you'll have a real hard time with that :rolleyes:

now here's a good ENF story:

awkward! wonder how long before he got any again.

I sent you a message but decided to post one on here as well. I would love to talk but have no idea what your hotmail name is to add you unless it is the same as your name on here.

Same problem here

Hi, must have the options wrong, my msn si wherearemyclothes35@hotmail.com

The times that I am online (but not everyday) are mornings to lunch (English time 10 am to 2 pm) and sometimes at night after 10 -11 pm onwards

Contacting "wherearemyclothes"...?
 

I'm just curious if anyone has had any luck in communicating with miss wherearemyclothes?