New story. I'm slowly learning to loosen up a little here
After my naked walk in the middle of the night, the next morning, which was of course around two o'clock in the afternoon, I was wakened by my mobile ringing, which I ignored. I lay still for another thirty minutes in my bed and then I heard the sound of a message on my phone. I picked up my phone to see that the dude who I'd given all my clothes the night before (which I then realized was a stupid-ass idea) had texted me with a picture of my naked body. He later told me that he had gotten out of the cab as well and followed me to take pictures. So of course, he knew where I lived. And he's been standing before my door for half an hour. So I jumped up, left my apartment, ran down the stairs to open him the door since the buzzer didn't work. When he looked at me in astonishment, I realized that I was of course still naked. I told him to follow me back to my apartment where we talked for a while. I didn't put any clothes on the whole time as I was getting comfortable with me being nude, especially in front of the guy who had pictures of my pussy on his phone anyway. So we talked and it turned out that this was a cool guy who just liked to see me naked. He didn't come on to me. So then he said that he had brought a bottle of vodka to get me out of my clothes again, but that he wouldn't need it now. i told him to get it out anyway and we drank vodka. but since i hadn't eaten anything, it affected me more than i could have predicted and after the fourth shot i went to my drawer, got out my vibrator and just started masturbating in front of this person who was for all intents and purposes a complete stranger. He took a few more pictures and after I was done, he left. That day I knew that I had found the perfect guy to do crazy things with. Which we did.