© 2025 Duleigh Lawrence-Townshend. All rights reserved. The author asserts the right to be identified as the author of this story for all portions. All characters are original. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. This story or any part thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the expressed written permission of the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a review or commentary....

Principal Seymour Skinner invited Superintendent Gary Chalmers for lunch, without realizing what day it was. However, he saw an unexpected career opportunity.
Seymour's roast had already been cooked to perfection and was simmering in the oven. When the doorbell rang, he bolted towards the door, dressed in a formal suit and an apron. He noticed Chalmers being less formally dressed. After the initial shock, he realized what day it was. It was the National Nude Day. No wonder he forgot. He was much too prud...

Happy summer! My favorite time of the year!! Note: This is a gay male story.
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The front door was unlocked. Since no one answered the doorbell, I entered and walked down a long hallway, following the sounds of music and laughter.
"Jasper, my man!! You made it!" My best friend Dean, shirtless and wearing some girls' hat too small for his head, pulled me into a headlock....

A Mostly True Story
On the long drive over that morning I'd discreetly swallowed two minis of vodka. These first-time encounters invariably make me a little nervous.
You entered his mobile home through the carport. I was familiar with this. My mother likewise lived in a mobile home, in a retirement community, within walking distance of my house one county over. You walked past a stationery car to a series of steps with a double width of sliding glass doors at the top, only one of which opened. As with...

'Care for one more run?'
I looked up to find Cassie standing over me, snowboard in hand.
'It's late.' I said. I wasn't really in the mood, if she'd asked an hour ago I'd have said yes in an instant.
'Ow, come on.' She tipped her head to the side. 'Thought you were a big growed-up girl now or is it past your bedtime?'...

Author's Note:
Full Exposure: The Callout was written for Literotica's Nude Day contest 2025 --a celebration of bare skin, bold choices, and unapologetic pleasure.
This story leans into some of my favourite themes: first times, virginity, and the irresistible pull of an older, experienced woman taking exactly what she wants. If you love seduction, guidance, and that aching mix of nerves and need... this one's for you....

Anyone who's been in love knows that magic is real.
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The cool evening settles in, sprinkling magic in the form of dappled sunlight down through treetops and onto the leafy trail comprising the Enchanted Path.
The Enchanted Path traces a whimsical half mile around the edge of Briar Heaven, home to dozens of year-round resident nudists as well as a handful of vacationing visitors. What they share in common include a blissful holiday from clothing, and a positive attitude....

This is my entry for the 2025 Nude Day Contest. It is also my first time writing for the First Time category. I hope you enjoy it.
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"Happy Birthday!"
Many names are jumbled together following the cheer: three small voices saying Grandpa, two adult voices saying Daddy and a handful saying Jason. Four generations are here to celebrate. My sixtieth birthday was actually yesterday, but not everyone could come until today, a Saturday. After more than twenty-thousand days, what is one more?...

Summary: Nephew obsessed with milk-filled tits moves in with aunt.
Note 1: Thanks to John Doe who requested a slow build-up and naughty telling of this story about a very juicy kink.
Note 2: This is a NUDE DAY 2025 Contest story so please vote.
Note 3: Thanks to Small_Island for a month-long back and forth to make this story the epic one I hope you all think it is. Also thanks to David and Shuj for editing....

The Nude Ritual: 'Cleansing' the Demon Out of the Cult Girl

I was petrified.
I'd just turned 18 a few days ago, and it was my turn to undergo the 'cleansing' ritual for all newly young adult women going out into the 'new world'. The high priest of our community of New Haven had everything prepared for this night's events, where my energies were to be harvested and realigned under the height of the full moon. According to our bible, a woman possesses a dormant demon inside her that must be excised ...

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Monday morning around nine-thirty the phone rang. Rosalie answered, and
in her strong southern drawl she said, "Hello." Only a true Southerner can take five seconds to say a simple two syllable word.
"Miss Rosalie, this is Betty Lou, Iris's daughter,"
Rosalie smiled broadly. The warmth of her smile was transmitted over the phone lines as she said, "Yes. Hello, Betty Lou. How is your mother?"...

Naked With My Sister
This is my entry in the Literotica 2025 Nude Day Story Contest. If you enjoy the story, please remember to vote by clicking on the stars at the end of the final page.
This is a brother/sister romance story. If that's not your thing, you've been warned. It's a work of fiction, and all characters are over the age of eighteen....

"Hurry up! Hurry Up! My brother is already at the lake house. Jay, come on man!" My mom screams from the front door as I burst out of my room hopping down the hall trying to fit into my joggers.
"I'm coming, gimme a second, jeez. I didn't realize plans didn't matter anymore." I sarcastically yelled back. On my shoulders I hoisted my backpack with all my essentials for a weekend at my uncle's lake house....

Disclaimer: All characters are over the age of 18.
Welcome to my third Literotica story -- and my first entry to the Nude Day Contest. This a slow-burn story that will reward your engagement and patience. Enjoy it!
Tuesday, July 8th, 8. am.
The sun slowly rose over the small town of Panther Meadow in South Florida, and its warm rays soon began making their way through the windows of its residence, among them a 23-year-old young man named Bradley Hartlin. The warmth and light of sunbeams started to ...

The covers had been pushed back. I guess by my daughter's bare feet. She lay there, awake but lazily, fully exposed, naked.
I too was naked as I headed off to the bathroom, directly opposite the bed, to pee and to upbraid myself. I'd just fucked my own daughter! For the second time in, what, nine hours? Was I insane? Sick in the head?...

Thank you for reading, please rate and feedback is always welcome. Reminder, all characters and locations are fictional, and everyone is 18 years of age or older at the time any sexual encounters occur. This is also an entry into the Literotica Nude Day Story Contest 2025.
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Family vacations have always been the normal thing for us. My parents would always carve out time from work in early June for a weeklong trip somewhere. We would be out of school, and it would also be a celebration of thei...

CHAPTER 25 - Detour Force
I ended up taking the third watch, which I hoped would be as uneventful as the first two. It was the longest, uninterrupted, period of time with just me and my brain, with no distractions, that I'd had in ages. That included my time before Fielende: even on the most boring days at work, I had ways to keep myself busy. Puttering around in the small ruin while Ves and Thia slept made me wish I had at least an old magazine from some doctor's office....

This story is a work of fiction. A figment of the author's imagination. It is not meant to be big on realism. It's a fantasy.
It's quite a slow-burn, but it gets there in the end. ????
All characters are fictitious, and any that are involved in sexual activities are over 18.
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Evie: How My Barriers Fell....

Chapter 19
Tuesday morning, day too of being classroom parent, I'm walking toward the school, holding Ava's hand when my phone rings. I want to ignore it completely, but I know Nick is dealing with a lot of drama this week without me around. The library expansion was supposed to have been done and dusted but the engineer lead keeps harassing us. None of the discrepancies have been of my doing, rather one of the councilmen adjusted things on the document to ensure the zoning board would approve of the cha...

Because you sickos asked nicely.

February

"Hey, I'll put him to bed." Todd's voice startles Seth and me both.
"Dod! Dod Dod!" Seth escapes my grasp to race over and wrap himself around Todd's legs. "Home! Dada, Dada, Dod home!"
"Yes, it's Todd," I acknowledge tiredly. "Now let Daddy put your pajamas on."...

**Twelve Hours Later**
"John, stop staring at yourself in the mirror," Tetzu called out. "I am eager to see how your new Nanosuit performs," she turned to face him in her Armoured Nanosuit.
With her helmet deployed, Tetzu's head looked as though it was covered in living metal. Her eyes glowed light blue, and when she spoke, the helmet's lower jaw opened slightly, emitting the same glow as the helmet's eyes. Tetzu's Armoured Nanosuit was a dull gunmetal colour, and it clung to her body like a second sk...

I couldn't wait for the holiday party to introduce Wong to Jennifer. Unintentionally, Wilson came to the rescue by organizing Friday after-work drinks at a local bar. I told Jennifer to come an hour late; I had a hunch.
By the time Jennifer arrived at the bar, Wong had finished her third glass of wine and was visibly drunk, her small Asian body couldn't handle alcohol, she was smiling and laughing, something she never did at work. Even though she obviously wasn't my type, she was beautiful when she smile...

I was promised a promotion a year ago. I was still waiting for it.
Here I was stuck in a damn hotel on my six-month wedding anniversary. The client wouldn't deal with anyone but me. Yes, this was an important client. They accounted for twenty per cent of my company's annual revenue. But damn it, my bride was important too. If the trip had been a week earlier or later, I wouldn't have minded....

Chapter 4 -- National Signing Day
Monday January 30
My breath came in steady huffs as I ran along the path through the park. It was barely past dawn, my favorite time of day if I wanted to be alone, and I was out for my morning run. The park was quiet as I followed the path to the pond. The only noise I heard was the sound of my feet slapping on the pavement....

Every once in a while, nostalgia rises up and kicks you in the nuts. It happened to me, with a stupid Bobby Vinton song.
I guess it never struck me how much that song mirrored my life. When it came on the radio yesterday, I guess I listened to the stupid lyrics, probably for the first time in my life....

There is a first time for everything.
As well as writing our own adventures, Andy and I like to read other people's stories on Literotica. For the inspiration to write this story I am indebted to janon314 and their most recent story "Plain Jane out of her comfort zone". I have read a number of their stories as the exhibitionist and voyeur stuff is so well written. This one though had so many similarities to how Andy and I first got together that we felt inspired to tell that story....

Garden Club 01
So, listen, my peeps, I'm Todd and I'm old enough to know better, but that never seems like much fun, so, I don't pay much mind to all that. But what I do mind is, OMFG, just who in their right mind thinks that banging on a twenty something's front door at 10am on a Sunday morning is ever a good idea, huh? Because my idea of that is exactly the same as hearing 'what the hell is your problem' as I slowly answer the front door in a dazed and grumpy mood because......

"You're pretty damn good to keep up!"
I glanced at the two guys who kept playing frisbee in front of us girls, obviously trying to impress. Being the first day of summer, they didn't waste any time. Not that we minded. They definitely were eye candy.
"I didn't think you were this slow," the sexier of the two guys shouted back to his buddy. He whipped the frisbee, and it sailed, a red disk across the clear blue sky....

"You want me to do what?" I asked, the shock in my voice echoing back to me in the small bathroom.
My girlfriend, Carly, held my cock in her delicate hands as we showered. She continued to stroke me as she spoke. Water running down her freckled shoulders.
"I just want you to try it," she huffed. "I'm not asking you to marry him."...

This is a continuation to "the musicians are playing my song."
It was exactly as I'd thought the previous evening, it was as though we'd all know each other for years, the conversations flowed and both Claire and John had fabulous senses of humour.
John & Mark spent the majority of the day at the beach bar watching sport on tv leaving me alone with Claire....