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Nightide

Nightide

He never got the chance to say that word anymore, and it felt great. She smiled in return. "Thank you for visiting, boys, but I know you just got back and played a game of soccer, so go home and get some sleep. You'll have a relaxing day tomorrow, then get back to work." "I won't have a relaxing day," Naiting Dae-Jung grumbled. "Oh, go take a nap, Nathan," she teased. "Goodbye, Umma," Duskin stated and bowed. The others repeated the custom and left.
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Tales of a gay man

Tales of a gay man

By the time I'd finished saying my name, where I was from and what I was studying in college, I had already met Troy and his cock. Now people might say, "you're both guys, there's nothing wrong with that". and they'd be completely correct. As limited as my childhood had been, I had nothing against the fact that Troy seemed to be a nudist, but it wasn't just his nudity that jarred me. "Do you mind if I jerk off?".
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Indulge (BDSM Second Chance Romance)

Indulge (BDSM Second Chance Romance)

However, many people in the community swore by it and were happier than most ‘vanilla’ couples I’d ever met. I could probably talk for hours about what went on behind closed doors in any relationship, but not my monkey, not my circus, even if I’d met all the clowns. In so many ways, being raised the way I was improved me as a person. In others, it made me completely oblivious. Indulge was no country club. It was a clothing-optional Hede resort with sex, sex, and more sex. I worked in a nudist setting for a long while during college. Even if clothes were optional for the staff, I was numb enough to it that nudity didn’t equate to sex anymore.
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His Naughty Nerd

His Naughty Nerd

The younger kids went on to the after party and loud music, dirty dancing and alcohol came with it. Some members of the pack came up to me and we spoke like old friends. They were mostly girls and it felt good to get away from all the guy talk for once. To be honest, I never really had girl friends. I would always steer clear of any encounter with girls because I despised all the gossiping and hating that they did. I just felt that as a fellow female, you should be defending and not degrading another female. It was always just because of one thing, a man.
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Slavery: A series of erotic games (book 01)

Slavery: A series of erotic games (book 01)

The guys turned to me and one said, "Is this a nudist trail?" "It is today," I said. "Beautiful day for it, isn't it." They watched us until we were out of sight and I believe there was some debate going on as to whether they should continue on in the direction they were heading, or follow us back the way they just came. Eventually they decided to keep going. Another half mile found a man and a woman going opposite us. They too, watched my slaves pass by, not knowing what to say to them, but because I had on a tee and shorts, they said, "I didn't know they allowed nudist hiking on this trail?"
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Steamy Diaries

Steamy Diaries

"You know, sis, you're going to get us in trouble one of these days." I shrugged, tying the apron loosely around my waist. "What can I say? I'm a free spirit." As the weeks went by, my nudist ways became the norm in our household. We'd have family movie nights with me sprawled out on the couch, Jake and Dad trying not to stare, and Mom pretending not to notice. I'd cook breakfast in the nude, much to Dad's chagrin, and lounge by the pool in the buff, much to the neighbors' amusement.
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Dirty Desires: The Wildest Stories Ever Told

Dirty Desires: The Wildest Stories Ever Told

Breathing a sigh of relief as the discomfort faded away, I struggled to process everything that had just happened. My sister was a nudist. And fucking hot. And we were going to be spending the next two weeks together in the same house. I knew most guys in my situation would be thanking their lucky stars, but Molly wasn't their sister. Hell, if I were being honest I'd love to have a nudist girlfriend, but the problem here was that this wasn't any old girl. How the fuck was I supposed to just act like normal while she waltzed around flashing her tits and pussy everywhere?
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Crazy Adventures

Crazy Adventures

"You're right, it's very pretty, and yes, it does give me naughty thoughts. Naughty thoughts which I have no intention of acting on. It's incest for goodness sake. A crime!" "Lunch, Mom?" said Caroline, abruptly changing the subject. Seed sown, she thought. "Just a sandwich, I think. And don't think that by changing the subject you're going to make me forget what I caught you doing, young lady. You, too, Carl. You know it's wrong." "I guess so, Mom," said Carl. "You know so." Judy stood. "Are you two going to get dressed?" Before Carl could answer Caroline shook her head. "No, Mom. It's National Nude Day, remember. We stay naked. In fact, why don't you join us?"
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Remember me naked

Remember me naked

Before leaving, I send a short, brutal message to Lucas: "I'm doing everything. Stay strong." The night at the bridge is cold and damp. Our silhouettes blend into the darkness. We hide behind piles of rubble, bushes, parked cars, and scan the horizon. Minutes stretch on. At fifteen past midnight, a dark car passes, slows down, then disappears. At half past midnight, a group of three hooded figures crosses the bridge. My heart tightens: it could be them. We follow them silently. My hand grips the black fabric in my pocket, a reminder of the garden branch. These individuals are not amateurs; their movements are precise, coordinated. One of them carries something that glimmers faintly—maybe the
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I stumbled upon 'Amateur Nudists' a while back while browsing niche indie titles, and it piqued my curiosity. The book’s quirky premise made me dig deeper into its origins. After some research, I found out it was penned by Alan T. Yancy, a relatively obscure writer known for blending satire with unconventional themes. His style reminded me of early Chuck Palahniuk—raw, unfiltered, and deliberately provocative.

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