[ENF] Real ENF moments you've experienced

[squall leonheart]

What are some real instances where you have seen (or if you're a woman) have been an ENF?

I have a few good ones.

So, I know my username probably makes you imagine a 40 something fat guy, but in reality, I'm a 24 year-old girl (mind blown right?)

Anywho, I've had a few enf moments in my lifetime. Here are some:

Freshman year in college, I made the stupid mistake of pissing off a sorority. They wanted me to join and then do messed up initiations, so I told them off and left. This did not make them happy. They wanted to get back at me for standing up to them. They paid my roommate to let them in my room while I was showering. They snuck up on me and ambushed me. They drug me out in the hall which was full of people. They paraded me throughout the WHOLE building naked and wet. Meanwhile, a few girls were in my room stealing ALL of my clothes. When the parade was over, I went back to my room to find all my clothes had been stolen and I had my first test in my hardest class. What's a girl to do? I had to go to class naked, that's what. I eventually got my clothes back one item by one by playing a scavenger hunt that led me throughout the entire campus.

I'll post more later if you would like and feel free to post your own.

[charismatic]

Originally Posted by squall leonheart

What are some real instances where you have seen (or if you're a woman) have been an ENF?

I have a few good ones.

So, I know my username probably makes you imagine a 40 something fat guy, but in reality, I'm a 24 year-old girl (mind blown right?)

Anywho, I've had a few enf moments in my lifetime. Here are some:

Freshman year in college, I made the stupid mistake of pissing off a sorority. They wanted me to join and then do messed up initiations, so I told them off and left. This did not make them happy. They wanted to get back at me for standing up to them. They paid my roommate to let them in my room while I was showering. They snuck up on me and ambushed me. They drug me out in the hall which was full of people. They paraded me throughout the WHOLE building naked and wet. Meanwhile, a few girls were in my room stealing ALL of my clothes. When the parade was over, I went back to my room to find all my clothes had been stolen and I had my first test in my hardest class. What's a girl to do? I had to go to class naked, that's what. I eventually got my clothes back one item by one by playing a scavenger hunt that led me throughout the entire campus.

I'll post more later if you would like and feel free to post your own.

You do know this is the non fiction section????

[squall leonheart]

It is non fiction

[Fango]

Originally Posted by squall leonheart

It is non fiction

OK, so, then what happened when you showed up to class naked?

Fango

[chesney78]

Originally Posted by squall leonheart

It is non fiction

No it's not

[BaconBot]

Originally Posted by squall leonheart

It is non fiction

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[piecenick]

I'll try to bypass all the BS and try to move this thread in a better direction.

My wife is an excellent seamstress, not a professional, she just sews very well. One of her fellow teachers had a son getting married, and being divorced and a teacher, was on a very limited budget for a mother-of-the-groom dress. So my wife volunteered to spend some of her vacation making her dress for her. My wife made a sewing room out of one of the bedrooms, it was no-man's-land and I never set foot back there.

I had been up most of the night on a work emergency so I cut out early to go home and rest a bit. I saw Sandra's car in front of the house and figured they were working on her dress. Sandra was 45ish with a pretty cute figure, not a knockout, but I never minded if my wife invited her over to swim. Anyway, I walk if the back door and I could hear them chatting in the back of the house where the sewing room is, I just grab a beer and sit in my den recliner. didn't even yell that I was home.

You may have guessed what's next, I am leaning back with my eyes half closed and I hear Sandra talking to my wife as she is coming down the hall, sounds like she's getting them soft drinks. Sandra walks through the den, on the way to the kitchen and she is wearing panties and running shoes only. She didn't notice me at first, then it all clicked, then hands over tits, squealing, running back to the sewing room.

My wife comes in and fusses about me not announcing myself, but I'm alibied, I was up all night, I'm tired and I didn't want to bother them. My wife gives me a sly smile and looks at me like I planned the whole thing. Apparently the dress has a sewn in bra and they were doing the final fitting, my wife was stitching Sandra was waiting and got thirsty.

Sandra and I laughed about it when she came back dressed, she said she was just startled and panicked. I apologized, kinda.

[hoosierdaddy4]

My wife and I were at one of the local watering holes that had a fairly decent band one night. My wife likes to dance and when she has a few drinks is very flirtatious and friendly. OK she is a tease when drunk.
This particular night, she had a long Hawaiian type halter dress that tied in the back on her neck. Her back was completely bare to her waist. The front was cut to her waist with two cups holding her breasts.
She had been giving me a blast of shit in a teasing way all evening. She had been rubbing on our friend and full mouth kissing on the dance floor. He in turn was taking advantage of our playfulness and was kissing down her cleavage and fingering the sides of her breasts.
After taking a quick drink break, she started to slide out of the booth for another dance with our friend when she turned to give me a kiss. Doing so, I reached up and pulled the end of one of her halter ties. The tie held in place until she got to the dance floor where it suddenly let loose and her top dropped completely down exposing both her breasts. It happened that he was holding both her hands and when she went to grab the top to cover up, he didn't let go of her hands. Instead, he kept on dancing and even spun her around so the other dancers could get a better look. He kept her like that for a good 10-15 seconds before he let go of her hands so she could cover up.
They got a round of applause as she quickly left the

[spoogra]

Let's see...

One time I was walking down the street, and some college girls were walking in front of me. One of them was wearing a loose, short dress. A gust of wind came and blew the dress all the way up, and she wasn't wearing anything underneath (I got the view from behind). She just cackled a laugh, and pushed the dress back down, and her friends laughed, and they acted as if nothing had happened.

Another time a female friend of mine was wearing pajama pants around her house, and she was crouching down to do something, and when she stood up the pants stayed down. Like in the previous story, she wasn't wearing underwear, and I got the rear view. She just pulled up her pants and said "Let's just forget you saw that, OK?" "Saw what?" I asked.

[shiftyj]

One summer a few years back, I was a broke college student and noticed a movie I'd been wanting to see had finally hit the dollar theater. The movie was Fifth Element so you can figure how long ago it was. Anyway, middle of the afternoon, 100+ degrees outside, nice and chilly and dark in the theater. I was in the middle towards the back, and there was a small gaggle of giggling girls, (college age of course I'm sure) up front in the middle. There were four of them, and we were the only ones in the theater. With maybe 5 minutes to go I was mentally just twiddling my thumbs and hoping they'd shut the hell up during the movie. They kept on, and on. . .
. . .laughing and giggling about something. I was starting to get a bit self-conscious wondering if they were laughing at me for something. As the lights dimmed for previews one of them quickly stood up, turned around to face me and pulled up her top with both hands. I could barely see a thing because of the lighting. My general impression was "perky and 18". As she stood there a second she looked down and to the side. Just as she must have realized her friends hadn't followed suit (and I realized that must have been the plan too), they pantsed her.

She screamed, they howled, and. . .this makes no sense but rather than pull her shorts up she made a hand-bra with one hand and covered her panties with the other and shuffle/ran to the end of their row and up the aisle, past me and to the exit. As she passed me I turned to watch and noticed she did have underwear on - red in fact. She never pulled her pants up or shirt back down, but as she turned the corner and passed behind a shoulder high divider I saw her head pitch forward followed by a thump and near-simultaneous "Ow!" and "sonofab*tch!" followed by even more insane laughter from her friends in front.

Without really thinking things through I got up and ran around the divider to see if she was ok. She was curled up on her side laughing and possibly crying, still with her shorts around her ankles, but her shirt had come down, covering at least as much as a swimsuit. I think I asked if she was ok or something like that. She looked and made a shooing wave and said something like, "I'm ok, go away, I'm going to kill those b*tches" and I smiled, gave her a thumbs up and went back to my seat. The laughter in front finally subsided, and just after previews ended and the movie began she went back and sat with her friends. More giggling, but it finally stopped for most of the movie.

So, anytime Fifth Element comes up I can't help but remember that I definitely got my $1's worth.. .