I could write 100 of my stories on this thread
I thought that I had already wrote this one, but I might have not published it. Something might have gone wrong...
I dabbled in traditional basque dances for some 10 years (I am from the basque country, a cultural, linguistic and ethnographic region between France and Spain).
Sometimes we were a group of boys and girls dancing, and sometimes we danced in couples.
We used to practice twice every week: one day in group, one day with our partner. In addition, we used to have shows on weekends
My first partner was a shy and nerdy guy. I was a goddes for him. While training, he was always staring at me. He was very nice
One day, after a few weeks had gone by, we arranged to meet for our training two hours later than usual, at 8pm. At that hour the locker rooms were closed, both the boys and the girls ones.
We were going to ask the keys of both locker rooms when I remembered that there was another little locker room for the referee: just a little bench and an open shower.
Bingo!! It was open
- Come in. We will use this one!
He could not believe his eyes when, just some seconds later, I was in my underwear putting on my sportwear.
I got very aroused exposing my body in my underwear. So did him, looking at me, that goes without saying!!
However, it was after our workout when he almost underwent a heart attack:
- I am sweaty, I will take a shower
I just did it! I removed all my underwear and flaunted all my intimacy
- Don't look my like that. You are my dancing partner now. We better get used to each others bodies. There is nothing wrong with nudity.
That day I became a nudist before him. After every sesdion, I would shower before him, and then I would dry and brush my hair while talking with him, I would apply my bodymilk, and reluctantly I would put on my clothes at the end, after some 20 minutes of nudity
Everyday, when I was home after our session, I would undress sgain before the mirror and I would give me pleasure with my hands, thinking about what I just had done
He never got round to undressing before me. We would keep his underwear on. He was always obviously erected
It was funny that he would change his clothes in just a minute, but he would always stay all the 15 or 20 minutes that I used to spend in the nude, talking with me and enjoying his luck
Eventually, everybody in our group of traditional dances knew that I used to be nude with him after our work out. All the boys had envy of him. Even my boyfriend used to ask me about those naive dirty deeds with my dancing partner
I never spoiled the magic of exhibitionism with vulgar sex with him.
This "non sexual" nudity was way better than sex!!
Last edited by rsghbb; 05-24-2024 at 04:45 AM.
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