Nude Dudes

Rena and Megan were two perfectly hot-looking young babes who lived across the street from me in an apartment complex. I had a real hard-on for both of them, but I never dreamed it would be they who got to giggle, ogle and gawk at me all night long as I strutted completely bareass in front of them and other wide-eyed, hysterical ladies. It was all part of a neighborhood “CFNM Party.”

I live in a residential area and would often walk to the pool area of the apartment, slipping in to catch Rena and Megan and chat with them as they would sunbathe in their striking bikinis. They got to know me at a restaurant where they both worked as waitresses.

One afternoon I walked over to them as they sat on their lounge chairs and heard them speaking excitedly about an upcoming event. I pried them for information, but they seemed secretive about it until I finally got Rena to talk.

“We’re having a CFNM party at Louise’s house next Saturday,” she said. “A lot of women around here are going to be there.”

Louise was a fortiesh married neighbor of mine who lived down the block. The term CFNM struck me because I had heard about it before. But I couldn’t believe young Rena was talking about it!

Megan saw the look on my face and thought I didn’t understand what Rena was talking about.

“CFNM - clothed females, naked males,” Megan blurted out. There was a moment of silence, then Rena and Megan burst out in laughter seeing my blushing face. They thought I was stunned by their assertiveness. And in a way they were right. Hard to believe these two waitresses I once thought might be innocent were talking about such things.

I told them I had heard about these parties. First, there were male strip clubs and bachelorette parties. But this had evolved into home parties in which women would be in full control, demanding their male guests take off their clothes and be visually (and sometimes physically, as these parties could get out of hand) examined - no questions asked!

Women were enjoying having the tables turned in this latest trend. It gave them the power to sit and judge the naked men before them, analyzing and comparing their weenies. Not to mention their balls and butts.

As I thought of this I felt an intense beating inside me from my heart to my hot cock and balls. These girls seemed to already feel a sense of power over me, talking about the several guys in the neighborhood who were going to be nude at the party. I felt quite helpless in front of these once soft now aggressive young women.

But I too was excited. I wanted them to see me naked, even though I was always self-conscious about my body, especially my penis, which isn’t exactly king size. More closer to pawn size! Still, I wanted to be part of the action, regardless.

I asked them if I could join in the fun with a huge smile on my face and a hot wiener in my pants. Rena informed me that it was a private party and you had to be selected.

“Take off your shorts,” Megan said, laughing again.

Just then, Wendy, another resident of the complex, showed up. She too worked as a waitress at the same restaurant. Wendy was not the caliber of Rena and Megan, having a skinny frame and tiny breasts. But her pleasant face and blond hair gave her a certain attractiveness if you were willing to settle for it. She was wearing a T-shirt over her bathing suit and sat down next to us.

“We’re talking about Saturday’s party,” Megan told her.

“Oh,” Wendy said, then looked at me. “Are you going?” She grinned and looked at her friends.

“He hasn’t been invited yet,” Megan responded for me.

“I haven’t invited anyone yet,” Wendy said. Turning to me she added, “You wanna go?” The three girls broke up because I must have blushed again.

“Yeah!” I nearly shouted. “Why not!” My heart almost exploded just thinking about it.

We talked a bit more, then it was time for me to leave. I made sure my stiff dick had subsided.

“See you Saturday,” Wendy said as I walked away. I could barely get out, “OK.”

What was I doing! These girls and women I knew in the neighborhood were going to see my completely naked and know everything about me. Could I stand it?

For days I could only think about Saturday, conjuring up all sorts of images. On the day of the party I couldn’t contain my excitement. My entire body stayed warm and I felt weak thinking about what was going to happen in front of these ladies.

It was past 8 p.m. when I walked over to Louise’s house. I was still apprehensive and saw a light coming from a window in front. It was dark enough outside for me to sneak over and take a peek. I quietly walked over to the window and looked inside. There was no one in the dining room in front of me, but a large living room with lots of people was to the left.

My jaw dropped and I almost passed out. There were several naked men, one, two, three, four, that I could count, strolling around a group of clothed women sitting on chairs, sofas or walking about with drink in hand, eyeballing, chuckling at or chatting with their bare guests.

I stood there for a while not believing my eyes. I knew some of these twenty or so women. I watched the men, a couple more who appeared, and two or three I knew, having no problem bouncing their bare asses and jangling their cocks and balls right in front of their female neighbors.

What was worse, all the guys had huge penises. Well, much bigger than mine anyway. My worst fears became real. But just the sight of the wild scene had my hot member throbbing. I reached down to unzip my pants, take it out and start stroking. I thought maybe I should just stay there, enjoy the show and whack off. I wanted to be part of it, but I was too scared and felt belittled thinking that women I knew would be comparing me with other men and their big cocks.

I saw Louise walk into the room. I guess her husband was out of town and her kids were gone somewhere. She was wearing a short dress and high heels, looking much hotter than I ever imagined. She smacked some guy on his ass, the slap echoing loudly throughout the house. Girls laughed, knowing they had complete reign over their nude guests. As I looked on, the ass slapping and even cock grabbing became a common sight. It was incredible. What a wild neighborhood! What wild female neighbors! I felt as small as my pinky finger.

Suddenly, I noticed three people moving toward the dining room. I moved back a bit, still enough to see, with my hard cock still in my hand.

I was stunned out of my wits when I saw Rena and Megan, with a naked man in between them, walk into the dining room, apparently to get away from the crowd. The girls were giggling and having fun with their nude guest. He had a big smile on his face and a big cock beginning to grow bigger.

Rena reached down and pulled on his stiffening organ while Megan pinched, patted and squeezed his ass cheeks. Once my innocent waitresses, now cock queens! My heart sank, but my twitching dick stuck out and I continued rubbing it.

Rena used a finger to twirl the guy’s hardened tool around in a circle. Megan knelt down, a smile as wide as the length of her man’s erection, and began rubbing his bare buns, squeezing them and even giving them kisses. Rena got down on her knees, used a finger to lift the cock her way and kissed it smack on the head. He let out a moan. I thought she was going to suck it, but she seemed to enjoy teasing him. “Suck it, baby. Suck it.” He tried to be demanding at first, but realized he was the slave. He began begging. “Please lick it, baby.” But Rena loved the power. She stroked it lightly, sometimes rubbing and squeezing his balls. She also enjoyed just looking at his cock and balls, perhaps comparing it with other guys she knew.

“Hey, Megan, you want some of this?” she asked her queen friend. “Oh, yeah,” Megan said, taking her hands off his ass and turning him around. Megan was far more aggressive, sticking his cock in her mouth and giving him a few sucks, before pulling away and teasing him with strokes to his cock and tickles to his balls.

Then she circled his purplish penis with her thumb and forefinger and stroked away, slowly then faster. The guy’s moans got louder and without warning sperm shot from his cock right into Megan’s chin, neck and blouse. She winced, then jumped up quickly. A few seconds later, Megan and Rena began laughing hysterically. Others moved in to see what was going on. The guy seem embarrassed. He had loved it before, but now he just wanted to walk away, get out and maybe clean himself up until the hot feelings of exhibitionism came back and he could walk around proudly again with his erection sticking out.

I was just getting over the shock of Rena and Megan’s behavior when I suddenly became happy to see another naked guy walking around with a dick that was about the size of mine. Don’t know what kind of comments he got. He seemed to have no trouble walking around, but he also looked like he knew he was the small fry.

“Having fun?” That voice to my right startled me and I quickly took my hand away from my near exploding cock. It was Wendy standing at the front door of the house. “Well, are you going to just watch or come in?” she asked.

I was at a loss for words. I don’t know how dark it was outside, but she must have seen me jerking off. I slowly slipped my dick back into my pants, zipping up as I walked toward her explaining that I just wanted to get a feel for what was going on. She wasn’t buying it.

“You sure are shy,” Wendy said. “This is a CFNM party and you are my guest. Come on, come inside and strip down.”

She had a nice, warm, inviting smile on her face and didn’t seem offended at all that she had caught me peeping and masturbating. I apologized and told her I was a bit nervous. “Don’t be nervous, have fun,” she said, leading me through the front door and telling me to go to the room to the right and remove my clothes. I was beginning to become really sexually excited as I stripped - in front of Wendy! I had known this young girl for months and now I was standing before her naked, handing her my clothes. She put them in a closet nearby, then walked over to me. My cock quickly rose to its full size, not much to brag about, but she seemed to enjoy it because her smile never left her face. Wendy was very comforting. She understood my apprehension and I was able to confess it to her, even pointing out my paranoia about my size.

“Oh, don’t worry about that,” she jumped in. “We girls don’t care about those things.” My heart was pounding. I asked her if I should go into the living room to see the other ladies.

“Do you want to?” she asked. I wanted to be with her. She was once plain, not even that attractive. Yet now she seemed beautiful. My penis stayed hard and I didn’t even care that she saw me. I was now proud of my nakedness and my size. I asked her what the women would think, what about my erection, what about all the other guys who seemed much bigger.

Wendy walked over to me, put her arm around me, kissed me on the cheek. She started rubbing my stomach, then moved her hand down toward my cock. I began to moan. Wendy sat on the bed, turned me toward her and started to shower my body with kisses, from my chest to my stomach, then to my hardened cock. She kissed and licked the shaft, then used her tongue to treat the head of my penis to a splendid licking. Wendy slipped her lips over the head and slowly moved her mouth down my cock to my stomach, deep throating me while rubbing my balls, then cupping them as her head bobbed up and down. The feeling of intense joy climbed from my pleased cock through my entire body. She rubbed her hands over the backs of my thighs and up and down my bottom. I grabbed her hands and had her squeeze my ass cheeks while she sucked my cock. “Oh, Wendy, that feels so good,” I yelled. “Please don’t stop!” I started pumping my cock into her mouth, then pounding away, grabbing her head with my hands. “Yeah, yeah, don’t stop! You are so beautiful! I love you, Wendy!”

I felt my legs and ass tense up. My balls tightened, my cock got harder than ever in my life and I felt my whole body rise to the orgasmic sky. Hot streams of jizz filled Wendy’s mouth and she kept sucking. One load after another and she never gave up. She swallowed the entire delivery, gulping down every blast as if in a beer-guzzling contest. Even as I finished up Wendy kept sucking on my dick making sure not one single drop escaped until I was drained.

My cock slipped out of her mouth. Wendy leaned back. I relaxed. Then I heard clapping behind me. I turned to see Rena and Megan. They had been watching my bare ass pumping away the whole time. Even Wendy was surprised, she was so busy providing me with pleasure.

“Why are you hogging Jay all to yourself?” Rena asked Wendy. “Come on, Jay, you are a guest here. Get out and let everybody take a look at you.”

Wendy got up and moved out to go to the bathroom.

Before I could say anything, Rena and Wendy grabbed my arms to lead me to the living room. They let me clean up in the bathroom first. I needed some time. My hard-on had gone down and I feared my penis would shrivel up to peanut size. I began pulling and yanking on it to keep it a decent size. But still, it wasn’t anything compared to most of the guys.

I walked out to meet the girls, both of them giving me a good look over. My goodness, I thought, they were seeing me naked! They have seen my small penis! I looked down to see it had drooped to about two inches. It could have been worse.

“I like it,” Megan said.

“What?” I responded, a spark of hope there.

“I like your outfit.” Both she and Rena broke up.

They began leading me to the living room. And there I was, standing bare in front of a dozen or so women, many of whom I knew. My heart was pounding. I felt my whole body turning red. They too now knew what I looked like naked. A weakening, aching feeling came over me.

Megan introduced me by name to the entire party. Ladies of all ages began walking up to me, slapping and pinching my bare ass. All rules were in the women’s favor at this party. A strange experience. I didn’t know what they were saying. I could barely talk or comprehend what was going on. I was naked and supposed to carry on a conversation with a bunch of clothed women.

Then Louise walked up and welcomed me to the party. How mortifying! Here was a neighbor I had known for a couple of years. She had just been a mother and devoted wife for all I knew. Now she was a hot-looking hostess standing there, enjoying the sight of me squirming, my helpless noodle exposed to her very eyes.

“Does you husband know about this party?” I asked.

“Hell no!” she shouted. “And there better not be a word out of you or you’ll be on display to every e-mail address.” She pointed to a young lady taking pictures of the affair with a digital camera. How many pictures had I shown up in?

“Don’t worry. It’s just for us girls here to share in the memories.”

We began talking and the realization of how hot-looking this woman actually was came over me. Her short dress and high heels showed off a set of gorgeous legs, tempting all the penises in the house. I suddenly felt my cock growing as I admired her beautiful body. Louise grinned, realizing what was happening to me and said she had to move on to “handle” her other guests.

She walked away and I watched while my cock stiffened to its full extent.

“Nice little hard-on,” Megan yelled out, walking by me and winking. She just had to be descriptive. Maybe she heard me talking to Wendy and wanted to rub it in. This power women suddenly had made them feel entitled to say anything so men felt all the more powerless.

I looked over to a sofa and Louise really blew my mind. She was sitting down rubbing some guy’s cock and admiring its eight- to nine-inch length and thickness.

The mind-blowing cock grabbing and ass smacking continued throughout the evening until someone announced it was now time for the “jerk-off contest.” How could it get any wilder, I thought. This was a contest in which ladies would stroke the cocks of their guests, pitting one guy against another. The first one to come loses, until there is only one guy left with a hard-on. There were eight guys in all. Women volunteered to handle their favorites. I found Wendy and was overjoyed she would be pleased to be my handler.

The first two guys stood in front of the crowd with their ladies beginning to jerk them off on cue. It didn’t last long for one of the guys, his cum spurting out and nearly hitting Louise on her legs. I think she sat very close to him to drive him wild.

Two more contests and it was time for me to get onstage. The women had been absolutely hysterical, cheering on the jerkees and applauding when someone shot his load. No ladylike rules existed in this world. I wonder what their mothers or grandmothers would think!

I was glad Wendy had blown me earlier. It probably gave me more staying power.

I felt some women chuckle as I stepped up front next to a guy who had a dick twice the size of mine. But the feeling of being naked and hard in front of a group of women who wanted to see me come kept me at the height of my excitement. Wendy whispered to me she’d be careful as she stroked me so I wouldn’t come so fast. When Louise yelled, “Go!,” the jerking off began.

The guy I was competing with had been there for two contests and shot his load in no time. When I heard the women applauding I felt like a great athlete. This was one sport I could compete in. Incredible as it sounds I took on two more guys, their huge dicks seemingly so overpowering mine, but they emptied their balls, leaving the stage, their limping dicks showing defeat. Guys who lost had to clean their own cum from the floor. One guy got to clean Louise’s legs. That’s probably what she wanted.

Then it was the championship. Another big dick was standing next to me with a beautiful hot-looking lady in high heels grabbing his meat. But I had Wendy on my side. She kept stroking away, looking like she was doing her best to make me come, but she was experienced enough to keep me on the edge. Getting me hot enough, but not so hot. Victory was soon at hand. My competitor spilled his sperm, not an impressive amount, on his feet. Laughter erupted. Then the realization. I had won the evening’s contest! I was the greatest athlete of all time. Loud applause by the ladies followed. Wendy rubbed and patted my bare behind.

The award for my victory: I had to jerk off in front of the ladies. They cracked up when they saw the look on my face. Those were the rules. These women were in control completely and loved pulling a boner on all the guys. I was allowed to let Wendy help me out using her hands on my body.

I couldn’t believe I was going to jerk off in front of women I knew, but just the thought drove me crazy and I began pumping away. Wendy rubbed her hands over my chest and body and used her fingers to stroke my balls.

These women were seeing me in my most private moments. They now knew how I jerked off! There were absolutely no more secrets I could keep from them.

“Go, Jay, go!” a couple of women yelled as I stroked.

“Do it, Jay, do it!”

I got closer and closer and they could sense it.

“Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it . . .”

My hand was wrapped around my penis stroking faster and faster, harder and harder. The cheers began to fade. I was again in orgasmic limbo.

Several shots of cum flew out onto the floor, barely missing a couple of ladies. It was a bigger load than when I came into Wendy’s mouth. Gasps from the women revealed they were indeed impressed. Some congratulated me afterwards, patting me on the ass. I was merely their pet. It felt quite humiliating when it was over. They had seen me naked and watched me jerk off. How could I ever look at these women in the face again. But Wendy helped out by letting me know how much fun I was. She even cleaned up my load from the floor.

Jane placed her hand over Julia’s, ‘It has levels one to six.’

The barman approached but withdrew when he saw that the glasses were still full.

‘Now you are going to sit there like a good girl and I’m going to make you come with your new toy.’

‘No, please!’

‘You are turning out to be very interesting Mrs Ellis’

The dildo seemed to be writhing inside her and Julia felt the sensation on her clit becoming more intense.’

‘I love the way you shaved your fanny.’

Julia was on the brink desperately trying to control herself.

‘And I love the way you eat my cunt.’

Julia was scrunching the table cloth in her fingers and she was trembling slightly.

‘And I can’t wait to get you home and undressed and to kiss you and suck your tits and finger you, and get my tongue deep inside you, you know, lick out your lovely, luscious, simply divine fanny cream.’

‘Oh, Jane, please stop,’ whimpered Julia.

‘Your cunt has a lovely, special taste, and I love your tits.’

‘Please, please,’ begged Julia.

‘And I can’t wait to for us to play with the double-ender.’ Jane teased, flicking the control to level three.

‘Oh my god, please!’ Julia gasped, writhing in her seat but it was too late; her clit was sending heat all the way through her, all up and down her spine, into her mind and to the tips of her toes. Her nipples were on fire and the thing inside her seemed to be literally fucking her, caressing her g. spot and stabbing away at her clitoris. Her climax shook her entire body, wave after wave went through her until at last Jane turned off the toy and Julia sank back into the chair utterly exhausted, her cunt flooded with love-juice, her knickers soaking.

Jane coolly sipped her champagne and lit another cigarette as Julia recovered from her orgasm.

‘You really are so very badly wicked.’ Said Julia when she had regained her breath

‘Darling you love it!’ She refreshed Julia’s glass and pushed it toward her. ‘I know we were going to have supper tonight, but Claire rang again, would you mind if she came over too? She’d love to meet you, It could be fun, the three of us, all girls together, what do you think?’

Julia stood up shakily, ‘I don’t know, phew! I mean why not - all I know right now is that I need a wee and I’ve just got to get this thing out of my fanny!

She set off for the toilet a little unsteadily and a few moments later the barman approached Jane’s table, a look of concern on his face. ‘Is your friend allright?’

‘Oh she’s fine, very fine actually.’