Another boring Friday night at Rick's house. I'd come here at the end of the week to wind down from the problems and pressures I faced at the office. Work kind of sucked, but when you're the highest ranking female and in charge of an entire department, that sort of goes with it. Luckily I found and hired a competent team to handle routine things, so I was never needed on weekends. That gave me from Friday evening until Sunday night to be here and decompress....

The sound of traffic disappeared as the front door to my apartment building shut behind me. The weight of the groceries in my hands was already taking its toll, the vinyl handles nearly ripping through my fingers, but it would only get worse. I hadn't thought about logistics when I'd signed the lease and moved in back in February. Back then, my only concern was the frigid Chicago winters. Now it was late June, Chicago was a sweltering temperature I hadn't expected, and I had to walk up three flights of stai...

The Walk by the Lake (NUDE DAY 2025)
It had been Howard's idea. At least, that was how we'd agreed esoterically to remember it.
We were driving north from Albany in a rented convertible that felt too open, too loud for the quiet, hesitant plans forming inside me. I wore a long, white summer dress that floated against my knees in the breeze, a sunhat I didn't need, and under it all: nothing. That had been his request. I'd agreed with a theatrical roll of the eyes, though part of me had shivered in anti...

It was my idea. Sort of. More accurately, my idea triggered a series of things that led to it. But the team still blamed me for what happened. But I am getting ahead of myself.
I work at a coffee shop called Coffee with Cath. Named after the bubbly, curvy, red-headed owner. It had a small team of staff: Angie, Becky, Karen, Tori, and me, Jack, the only man. It was a good-natured group; there was always a lot of laughter and banter between us and with the customers....

Getting to Know Tracy
I've always liked mirrors.
Not for vanity—at least not only that—but because they tell the truth. And the truth is, at forty-three, I look good. Damn good.
Blonde hair, cut just past the shoulders, usually swept up in a loose knot or cascading over one shoulder. Blue eyes that hold a little too much control for some men to handle. Five foot six, toned from years of yoga and barre, with a figure that turns heads at every dinner party. I had my breasts done just after my fortiet...

Author's note:
This is a story for the Literotica Nude Day Story Contest 2025. All characters are fictional.
The story title comes from the finale of the 1968 tribal musical 'Hair': The Flesh Failures / Let The Sunshine In, written by Galt MacDermot (music), James Rado and Gerome Ragni (lyrics). Quoted lyric snippets are the property of the authors. A complete list of songs mentioned appears at the end of the story, and the songs are widely available on streaming services....

© 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...

This story was written for the 2024 Nude Day competition, but I never finished it until now. Please throw me a vote.
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The last thing that I wanted to do today was take the boss's daughter for a 90 minute drive out to Coolamein to organise an air-conditioning quote.
Amy has been a part of the company for only about three months and at just over 21 years of age, and with two years of failed university education behind her, she was just learning the ropes....

'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...

I come up behind you and breathe on your neck and into your ear. I reach around and play with your nipples. I continue to tease you until I make you mine.




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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...