Hi, I have been a forum member for a while now, but have not really posted much except for a past true account of how a dominant woman got me into tickling, cfnm, spanking, playing with toys and forced masturbation. I was about 21 at the time I made those posts. I am 23 today.
I do have a big time CFNM fetish, but I am also really shy. I have had only a few experiences but they have been very impactfull to me. You can find my stories if you wish on this site. If they are no longer here, I can recount them to the best of my ability
The thought of CFNM excites and humiliates me at the same time. As a result, I mostly fantasize about it, or participate in phone sex, or cam sex. I have had a few live experiences as described in this thread, but really not many. I had one recently when a female friend, Shel, who is visiting my apartment while checking her emails on my computer signed into yahoo where I was autosigned into my anonymous yahoo account. She read some incriminating emails which linked to a couple of CFNM yahoo groups, and I was outed.
When she asked me about them, I tried to deflect her at first, but she was really persistent. Finally I tried to explain my interest, and the appeal. I was really embarrassed but also really turned on by the conversation. Her reaction was a combination of amusement and curiosity. She asked me about my real life experiences as well as my fantasies. She also asked me if it excited me to talk about it. I didn't really answer, but she could tell my my blush that it did. She just kind of giggled and left the room.
I spent the next couple of hours thinking about what happened - about getting caught with the emails and access to the Yahoo groups. I was really humiliated by all of this, but oddly turned on by it as well. I felt so vulnerable and that vulnerability as much as anything else started to excite me. I started to fantasize about being nude in and around the house with her present but not aware of my nakedness. I was wondering if I could some how secretly parade around in the nude while she slept on the couch in the family room. Than I thought about possibly walking down to the complesx pool in the nude (it was about 2M) wondering if I would get caught.
At first, it was a thought, than a fantasy, than, it became something I had to do. I don't know how to explain it. I was terrified by the idea of being caught, but turned on by it as well. I could feel the turmoil in my body raging. My stomach was in knots. I couldn't sleep playing it out over and over again. Finally, against my better judgement, I got out of bed, stripped of my PJs and left the room.
I walked down the stairs and snuck past her sleeping on the couch. I walked through the sliding doors, and down the sidewalk toward the pool. This part was easy, our apartment was only about 25 feet from the pool, and it was in the back of the complex where it was relatively dark except for when you get close to the pool where there were street lights posted.
I crept along, keeping to the dark places and arrived unscathed. I was terribly nervous, and thinking this was a big mistake turned around to head back. When I saw Shel walking down the path toward me with a smile on. I was mortified. The only thing I could think to do was jump in the pool but it was no good.
Shel walked up the pool with a huge smile and asked me what I was doing. I was leaning up against the side of the pool to hide myself and she asked me if I wanted her to see me. I told her no, it was all just a fantasy, but she told me she thought I really did want to be seen and asked me to push myself away from the pool so she could have a look. I told her no, that I had made a terrible mistake, and would she please just leave me be. She told me she was going to make this interesting for the both of us.
She reached into her purse and pulled out a whistle. She told me the doors at home were all locked, and if I did not do what she asked, she would blow the whistle, wake up the neighbors, and head back home. It took some doing, but she convinced me she was serious so I pushed back.
I realize this story is not up to everyone's speed, so I am going to stop here. Please let me know if you are interested in hearing more.
I do have a big time CFNM fetish, but I am also really shy. I have had only a few experiences but they have been very impactfull to me. You can find my stories if you wish on this site. If they are no longer here, I can recount them to the best of my ability
The thought of CFNM excites and humiliates me at the same time. As a result, I mostly fantasize about it, or participate in phone sex, or cam sex. I have had a few live experiences as described in this thread, but really not many. I had one recently when a female friend, Shel, who is visiting my apartment while checking her emails on my computer signed into yahoo where I was autosigned into my anonymous yahoo account. She read some incriminating emails which linked to a couple of CFNM yahoo groups, and I was outed.
When she asked me about them, I tried to deflect her at first, but she was really persistent. Finally I tried to explain my interest, and the appeal. I was really embarrassed but also really turned on by the conversation. Her reaction was a combination of amusement and curiosity. She asked me about my real life experiences as well as my fantasies. She also asked me if it excited me to talk about it. I didn't really answer, but she could tell my my blush that it did. She just kind of giggled and left the room.
I spent the next couple of hours thinking about what happened - about getting caught with the emails and access to the Yahoo groups. I was really humiliated by all of this, but oddly turned on by it as well. I felt so vulnerable and that vulnerability as much as anything else started to excite me. I started to fantasize about being nude in and around the house with her present but not aware of my nakedness. I was wondering if I could some how secretly parade around in the nude while she slept on the couch in the family room. Than I thought about possibly walking down to the complesx pool in the nude (it was about 2M) wondering if I would get caught.
At first, it was a thought, than a fantasy, than, it became something I had to do. I don't know how to explain it. I was terrified by the idea of being caught, but turned on by it as well. I could feel the turmoil in my body raging. My stomach was in knots. I couldn't sleep playing it out over and over again. Finally, against my better judgement, I got out of bed, stripped of my PJs and left the room.
I walked down the stairs and snuck past her sleeping on the couch. I walked through the sliding doors, and down the sidewalk toward the pool. This part was easy, our apartment was only about 25 feet from the pool, and it was in the back of the complex where it was relatively dark except for when you get close to the pool where there were street lights posted.
I crept along, keeping to the dark places and arrived unscathed. I was terribly nervous, and thinking this was a big mistake turned around to head back. When I saw Shel walking down the path toward me with a smile on. I was mortified. The only thing I could think to do was jump in the pool but it was no good.
Shel walked up the pool with a huge smile and asked me what I was doing. I was leaning up against the side of the pool to hide myself and she asked me if I wanted her to see me. I told her no, it was all just a fantasy, but she told me she thought I really did want to be seen and asked me to push myself away from the pool so she could have a look. I told her no, that I had made a terrible mistake, and would she please just leave me be. She told me she was going to make this interesting for the both of us.
She reached into her purse and pulled out a whistle. She told me the doors at home were all locked, and if I did not do what she asked, she would blow the whistle, wake up the neighbors, and head back home. It took some doing, but she convinced me she was serious so I pushed back.
I realize this story is not up to everyone's speed, so I am going to stop here. Please let me know if you are interested in hearing more.