exhibitionist & voyeur stories and histories

I was at a five-star resort in Jamaica with two of my friends, celebrating the fresh freedom of one friend's divorce. Nothing but sun, ocean, drinks, and the kind of vibe where anything could happen. Our villa was right next to a huge one occupied by a wealthy Indian family -- husband, wife, and two daughters....

How Did That Happen?
I used to think this kind of story was made up and that this kind of situation never really happened. At least I believed it was never really going to happen to me. I'm not young. I don't have an eight-inch dick and I'm not built like a romance novel cover model. Still, I found myself naked and asking, "How did this happen?" But, I'm getting ahead of myself. It's best to being where the trouble started....

It was a hot afternoon, so I decided to visit the local mall to cool myself down. I saw a pretty cool stall, and decided to queue up. As I was doing that, I felt an itch on my nose, and let out a sneeze, covering my nose with my hands. Because of that, my hands are now stained with my snot. Cursing inwards, I decided to visit the restroom to wash my hands off....

Poker Bets Give Winners Control, #1
Wife Loses a Poker Bet on New Year's Day.
Wife must do whatever her husband wants her to do.
This story started on New Year's Eve. My husband and I both made the same resolution for the year. On every holiday, no matter how obscure the holiday, we would play Texas Holdem Poker. Our version of Truth or Dare, the loser must do whatever the winner wants....

My "Free Solo" Strip Superbowl Wager
Forward:
I recently read a summary of the movie *Free Solo*, which follows Alex Honnold's climb of El Capitan without ropes or any safety equipment. In my view, the summary missed the main point: his addiction to risk. Climbing a small wall with pads wouldn't satisfy this craving. For Honnold, the true challenge lies in climbing the 3000-foot vertical rock facing, relying solely on his strength, skills and abilities to avoid certain death. The thrill comes from mak...

Dancing, Church and a cookout, Oh My!
Part 13 of Rose, the ENF exhibitionist
Saturday morning was nice and quiet, for a minute! Actually about an hour. We got up, showered and went down to find Mom, as always making breakfast. She said to stick around as she had some friends stopping by. We had no plans for most of the day, just the dance tonight, so no problem. Mom asked if we would be going to any "after" parties, meaning after the dance. For some reason, because we had no plans for that either, I s...

The next morning, I started to sit down at my desk when my phone sent it's gentle 'ding' letting me know I had a text message. "Come see me as soon as you can." It was from Deckland, my Boss. I had been dreading this all morning. I had mistakenly sent him some extremely personal, erotic videos that were intended for my husband. But Deckland thought I was sending them to him on purpose. So now, I'm about to go into his office and he's going to want to take things further. How could he not? If I was a Dude re...

My name is Lisa Rogers, I live and work in the greater Los Angeles area. Currently, I'm in between homes. Right now I'm living with my friend Sarah who I've known for several years.
Sarah had just left to go to a concert with some of her girlfriends. I was home alone with nothing to do.
After having dinner, I decided to invite a guy who lives here in the complex with us. His name is Gary, I've gotten to know him simply through being neighbors. He's a nice guy, a little quirky, and I often catch him lo...

Lydia and I had married late -- if mid-30's is considered late. My first marriage and her second, she was on the rebound from an affair with the man she left her husband for. A fitness instructor and entertainer, she was shapely and attractive and we got alone well. The sex was fantastic -- varied and imaginative. As a Phys. Ed. Teacher, I appreciated just how athletic and nubile Lydia was. She, in turn, appreciated my substantial endowment....

Rebecca turned the key in the lock and opened her front door. it had been a sticky hot day in the city; the tube had been humid and stifling, literally no air to breathe.
Rebecca worked as a receptionist in a high end law firm. From the tube it was around an hour to get home, a train journey and then a short walk to the house. She had grabbed a couple of pink G&T cans from the shop at the station to quench her thirst on the train and now home, Rebecca went straight to the kitchen, opened the fridge and p...

It started, as many such nights started in the Stags Head pub. It had been a cold wet and dismal day and the night was staying with the recipe, with rain squalls hurling down the length of the main road outside causing the hookers and rent boys to huddle in recessed store doorways, reluctantly stepping out when their turn came if a curb crawler seemed to be approaching, hurrying back when the car churred on by without stopping or even slowing and demanding a drag on the shared zol and then sinking back into...

In what only seemed like moments later I woke up.
It was daylight and my alarm was buzzing in the background. After several tries and many "Fucks," I managed to shut off the alarm.
"How can I be this tired," I thought aloud.
I looked under the sheets and saw that I was naked.
"Oh ya," I said louder than I should have as I put most of the memories of last night back together again....

I go to the roof a few times a week now to tan. It's higher than most of the buildings around, although you never know what people can see. I don't care though. I take off my bikini top and sometimes inch my bottoms down while I'm lying on my stomach. Who hasn't seen a butt?
My tan is coming along nicely. I still get a thrill out of tan lines like I did in high school, when I'd put a heart-shaped sticker right above my pelvis to track my progress. My shoulders are golden and the tiny hairs on my arms hav...

Woohoo it's the holidays, you have decided to drive up to a holiday cabin in the forest for a couple of days after finishing a long week at work with a close friend of yours. You have been on management course that week and need a good time to relax and enjoy some good fun.
You arrive at the cabin and totally love that place. Like the big brother house. All the mod cons and fancy furniture. The fridge full of food and has its own wine chiller stocked with every drink own....

Chapter 12: Revenge Served Clothed
Officer Angel sat on a storage container with her laptop, trying to block out the sobbing and rattling coming from the nearby room. When they got all the information they could off Lala, they tied her up and handcuffed her to a pipe, making sure there was no way she could use her muscular physique to fight back even if she wanted to. There was already an accident earlier, and now one of Angel's goons was grunting with his palm on his crotch....

Thanks for checking out this all new story. I appreciate you spending your time with me, and I hope you like what I've written.
I'm taking a break from the Cashier. This was supposed to be a hetro Voyeur/Exhibitionist story. But it's Pride month and I apparently can't write something that isn't homoerotic on some level. Please let me know what you think. Should there be more with Bill, Lynn, Doug and Ava?...

How It Started
When I started teaching at my old high school, I thought I knew what I was signing up for--lesson plans, late-night grading, maybe a few awkward run-ins with former teachers in the copy room. What I didn't expect was students tackling me with hugs at the grocery store.
When I was a teenager, we didn't dare look at our teachers outside of school. If you saw one at the post office or movie theater, you turned the other way. But now, three years into the job, I've learned that boundaries a...

- after This is What We Do Now -
Lillith had been exploring this new.."lifestyle" with full curiosity. It was like all that consumed her thoughts morning and night, as was for Taro as well except from a slightly more hands-off voyeuristic standpoint.
As comes with adding to the family, Lillith and Taro needed to edge out breathing room for themselves between work, chores, and child care. Thus Lillith began going to the local pool with her solo time, she had swam in school and wanted to "own" he body a...

I have to say, I loved being in Erica's pussy while Jake fucked her ass. Almost as much as when I was in her ass while her took her pussy. After a while Shea went down on Erica to eat the cum from both her pussy and ass. Jake got behind my sister and started to fuck her. Erica came twice before telling Shea she needed to stop. Erica and I headed to our room to shower and get some sleep. Shea took Jake to the guest bed room to continue enjoying each other....

********This is complete fantasy. All characters are 18+. Skylar is a nineteen year old college freshman and is very happy to get to spend spring break with his roommate, Jude's, family. Skylar will get a front row seat to see how Jude's mother handles discipline. Please leave comments.******
Skylar loved Jude's family farm. They got to relax all day and then Jude's mother, Mrs. Harris, would make a huge dinner for Skylar, Jude, and Jude's 22-year-old brother Monty....

Author's note: Thank you for reading. This chapter picks up from the first where my wife had a wardrobe malfunction while dancing in the car. We are on our way to a special naked vacation that she planned. I would encourage you to read the first chapter for more context.
She brushed my hand away before I could make it past her thigh and straightened her makeshift skirt to cover her vagina. She knew what this trip had in store but it seemed she wasn't ready to bare all in front of people who weren't expec...

Five minutes until the next call, Joanne thought, feeling her heart rate rising. "This time I'm doing it", she murmured to herself, noting a slight tremble in her voice. She stood up and walked to her bedroom. Three years of a global pandemic and I'm still living alone, she thought. At first, working from home had seemed like a fun break from her routine. But now, she was just tired. Tired of showing up to work in her pajamas, just making sure her hair, face, and top were presentable for video... And that's...

Cursed by the Bottle
This story was originally written for the Literotica Nude Day Story Contest 2025.
The idea for the story came from a public domain photo I found on the Library of Congress website titled "Francis Joseph Bruguière - Juniper, erotic photography" from 1915.
This story doesn't include any sex, but it does include descriptions of realistic naked people....

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...

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...

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 story is based on actual events. As such I confirm that all the people are not fictious, though I have changed their names, in fact if you happen to be one of them, thank you for a wonderful holiday, I hope you enjoy my account of what happened and remember it as fondly as I do! As for the events that I describe, the vast majority are true, though I may have embellished very slightly, I'll leave you to decide where the lines are drawn....

This short story was inspired by art created by Hentai artist Maki Tora. I hope you all enjoy it!
As the curtain opened, a hush of anticipation quieted the excitedly tittering crowd. As the stage remained eerily dark, a deep, smooth male baritone made one simple statement over the speaker system:
"Please welcome the lovely, talented, and insatiable Lucia!"...