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Never had one but wish for one

Hello everyone
For me nothing very original. I regularly go to naturist beaches (in France). There are often topless girls and girls in swimsuits (often young people, I am under 30).
I have lived it often, but I observe it very regularly.
Always in the lead this group of Germans (family and friends) where only men (of all ages) were naked. None of the women.

When i was a kid, there was a public toilet nearby arcade. Female students watched me peeing.

Was skinny-dipping at a river in rural Italy, and 3 old grey-haired women walked by and took a gander at me and the other men. They openly laughed and gawked and noone seemed bothered by it.

Group holiday with some girls I knew. We all got a bit drunk one night and decided it would be fun to all jump naked into the pool. Only the guys in the group had to go first. So we went for it. Looking back, I don't think I'd have had the courage without the alcohol. But the memory of being fully naked in front of some girls I had jerked to for years is something I'll always remember. Oh, and the girls did follow us, but made us look away until they got into the water

I was away on a trip with several people men/women. Me and one of the women had a little bet about the world cup results. And it ended up with one night me and her going down to the lake and both jumping in naked because of who won. Not strictly CFNM but her seeing me naked was very arousing. She even teased me about the water being cold. XD

Were they in the room or could they see in from outside?

My first was during a routine physical examination with a female doctor. Although it was just due to scheduling by the office, I've now found myself trying to make an appointment with other female doctors, as it provides a nice benefit to an otherwise unpleasant experience.

I saw a guy changing in the corner of a beach once. It wasn’t a nude beach but he wasn’t wearing anything under his shorts. It was quite nice.

How did they get in?

Hi,

My first experience was a mild one. It was at a overseas massage parlour. My friend had chosen it and I didn't know what to expect.

Halfway through she pulled my shorts down when I was facing down and had my bare ass in the air and I freaked out a little. I guess I got more comfortable into it and by the end she had slipped everything off.

I was already excited by it and started having an erection. Her massage was not helping to be honest. It ended with her giving me a quick wash down at the shower.

Mild but the unexpectedness made it memorable.

Min

Younger I spent holidays in naturist camps. That was my first experience in that field.

My closest has only been a "almost", or looking back, a "what if".

I played on a late-evening tennis league. We ended usually around 11pm or so, and most of the guys just left straight afterward. I was alone in the locker room, changing, at a bench right near the door. I heard someone coming and then a young woman that worked at the club just walked straight in.

I still had my pants on. As I said, "almost". She immediately stopped in her tracks, apologized, and walked back out. She clearly thought no one was in there and was doing some cleanup check or something.

If she had arrived 30 seconds later, it would have been a pure CFNM moment. And looking back, if I had heard her coming, would I have warned her I was in there? Would I have dropped the last of my clothes to let her catch a glimpse? Its always neat to think back on this, but of course I wish it could have been more.

-RJ

My first was when I was examined by a woman doctor for yearly check up, and got one of my first boners. I was still unsure whether it was natural at that time, so I was relieved that it was able to be ignored so easily. One early experience, and I am still here.

I do not remember much at all from my very young age. However, for some reason I can recall this incident from my preschool years, long, long ago. I was changing clothes, out of a swim suit as I recall. I was climbing around on the toilet, as curious preschoolers are prone to do and ended up breaking the lid on the back of the toilet, obviously making a lot of noise in the process too. That brought the unwanted attention of a female preschool staff member who saw me naked. I remember being very upset at the time. I’m not sure why and maybe this really early, mildly traumatic experience is why I have steadfastly avoided any similar experiences for my entire life.

When I was 17 I had a bilateral hydrocele operation that involves the area behind the scrotum. Apparently the entry point for the surgery is in the pubic area on both sides immediately above the genitals. Also, apparently that’s normally a surgery that happens when you are a very young infant. For reasons that remain a mystery to me, no one noticed that I needed it until I was nearly 18. Probably due, at least in part, because my family was somewhat and I really didn’t go to doctor much other than for recurring ear aches as a younger child. I have almost no memory of regular checkups as a child or adolescent. Anyway, as far as I remember I was able to avoid any medical CFNM during this decidedly unwanted and unpleasant operation. Of course, I have no idea what happened during the actual surgery which, in my case, is undoubtedly good for me because I’m certain it would only be upsetting to me, even today.

However, when I finally got home after spending about a week in the hospital my single mom came in to my room one night and asked to see how my incisions were healing. She was fairly insistent but I was equally, arguably more, determined that she was not going to do so, given that the scars were so close to my genitals, definitely in the pubic region. She referenced that she had shown some sort of related sort of surgery or other procedure involving incisions, maybe after childbirth, and that she had shown her incisions to her mom. And I stated very clearly, and obviously to me, that they were both women. In the end, she relented but I know she was probably hurt, in some way, that I wouldn’t show her. But that was just never going to happen and, thankfully from my perspective at least, it never did.

I know I’m jumping around in time, but I may have had some experience as a young child, maybe 5 or so, at a YMCA in Alabama. At this point, so many years afterwards, I only have the vaguest recollection that I had some sort of experience with swim lessons or something like that. I cannot remember if it was with or without a swimsuit. Since my parents are both deceased there’s no way to find out for sure either way. Wish I could remember more from those younger years. But, then again, perhaps it’s better now that I cannot.

My first experience was at 10 years old. I watched the movie "Girl and Echo" https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_1h1arubTJs
and I wanted to try what this girl felt.
A month later, my mother and I went to the sea. And as soon as we arrived at the beach, I asked permission to take off my panties. Mom was surprised, because I sunbathed naked just before school, and for two years on the beach was in shorts. But, allowed. At the beginning of the swimming season, there were few people.
And no one paid me any attention. So two days have passed. On the third day the weather was not hot, and we went on a tour. There they met a woman and her daughter two years older than me. And the next day this story happened.
Having bathed, I came out of the water. Mom wiped me with a towel and started smearing with cream. Suddenly I saw that she looked into the distance and waved her hand. I looked around and saw that our yesterday’s acquaintances were coming to us.
And here I experienced a lot of feelings - and terrible shame, and unusual excitement. Immediately I remembered the story of the girl from the film, which turned out to be naked in front of the boys. I immediately thought that yesterday I was talking to a girl, and today I am standing naked in front of her. All this flashed in seconds.
When they were near us, my mother turned me to them, and began to rub my back, and I was just naked in front of them. While they were near, mothers began to talk, they say, what is the weather today, and I looked at my legs, feeling how redder my face was. A couple of times I glanced at the girl. She tried not to look at me, but she did not do well. And it was clear that she was holding back a smile.
Having finished the procedure, my mother slapped me on the pope, and I immediately ran away to build a sand castle. After 15 minutes, I saw three of them go swimming. Mom called me and I joined them in the water. The girl had a ball, and we started to play with her. At that moment, I felt a sense of shame go away.
In any case, going ashore, I was no longer so worried. Well, and then we lay down on a blanket, and began to talk. And here I have already stopped paying attention to my nakedness. Somewhere on the third day a girl asked me why I was naked. Do not be ashamed of me. I replied that it was more convenient, before my mother used to force me to change my underpants all the time. And when I stayed naked, it is embarrassing only in the first moments. And then everything becomes as usual. Well, the remaining few days, we rested.

Mine is sorta weird.
When I was 13 years old I publicly held a knife to my own throat and threatened to kill myself. (Yes it was stupid I was 13)
It actually made the local news
I was arrested and sent to the State hospital. I didn’t get processed till late at night. I was placed on suicide watch. This really pretty woman, she was an adult to me but in retrospect she was probably only 21 or so, she sat right there and watched me shower. Nothing sexual. She looked away often, didn’t seem particularly interested in seeing me naked, but not shy about looking either. Just doing her job. I think this was the beginning for me.

Mine was when I was 12 years old during circumcision. It was done by my older brother, who is a doctor, and when it was done, his wife nonchalantly came to the operation room and saw me without nothing covered. Sooo embarassing.

Mardi Gras 2009. I was young and a group of girls somehow convinced me to show em my dick. I did. It was great. I ended up with one of the girls afterwards.

My first true CFNM experience was when I was maybe 12. My cousin was probably around 17 and she persuaded me to go naked in a field near her house. I loved it - she was clothed and clearly enjoyed being in charge. I've done it loads of times since.