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8th December 2025 at 3:33 pm in reply to: Generated video #2 – version for non-age-verified members #1958::
Regret is a treacherous beast. There are dozens of occasions where, knowing what I know now, I would have made some very different choices. But…that was then, those occasions long-gone.
::Ha! No, no stripping in the garden today.
But the incident all those years ago is a fond memory. If only iPhones were around then? I would have set it up by one of the tree goal posts to record the slow striptease. I would have definitely recorded the indoors playing! 📱👣💦😈
::Recovery is a marathon, not a sprint. Trust me, I know only too well.
The site will still be here when you’re fit and able.
19th November 2025 at 3:25 pm in reply to: Generated video #2 – version for non-age-verified members #1886::Not great news. I wish you a speedy recovery. No need to apologise for not sharing details – it’s none of our business. But take each day at a time.
::Hope all is well?
What should we be discussing? Good question. Anything that would generate some interaction. I posted a story I’d previously posted on the old site, but no likes and I’m not even sure anyone read it. I thought it might have generated a few comments or encouraged others to add their experiences but, alas, no. I used to enjoy NakedMadCat’s stories and Nude_1980’s too but they seem to have vanished.
::Interesting.
I think my skills are beyond anything like this but the thought of animating even just part of my CMNM story is intriguing. Not the nude part but the initial stripping.
I think I’d need an expert to do this? Feel free to have a go!😀😁
::I’m really curious now! The CMNM scenario is just in my memory currently…but being able to animate part of it? Intriguing!
::I wonder if I can develop the tech skills to animate a section of my CMNM repost? It’s got me thinking now!
::I haven’t been age verified yet! You might not recover from the horror of seeing me as I am now. ☹️
::Not the long-lasting plague you’ve had but had 2 days with no warning or “I think I’m coming down with a cold”…just hit me within minutes: sore throat, constant dry cough, headache and lethargy.
::So let me get this straight…this is a completely manufactured clip?
It’s incredible! I for one look forward to more…a 30 second clip from my recent CMNM re-post for example (not the climax, obviously but having some clothes being stripped off as we wrestled. Just a thought).
But seriously, amazing. 👍👍👍
::If I ever take the time to post another story (did anyone read this one?) then I’ll use the on-line editor.👍
::Apologies about the <formatting> errors…on the old site you could go back into a message and edit them out. But the gist of the story is there!
::<span style=”font-weight: 400;”>OK, in an effort to generate a bit of activity, interest, or even a “like” or two, here’s a revisit to a story I posted on the old community site. A slightly expanded version as I toned down the original story a little but, here we are so what the hell.</span><span style=”font-weight: 400;”>Very few members here will remember the stifling hot UK summer of 1976 – if you thought this past summer was hot, I’m sure 1976 was hotter? So, in the middle of June, we’re having a bit of a family do at our house in suburban Surrey. Family and friends are gathered out in our garden which, by today’s standards, was very long, with an apple and plum tree providing some relief from the sun and sweltering heat. I’m in my teens, young, thin and, as an avid swimmer, with quite the little athletic physique. My cousin Tam was there with his Mum and Dad, my auntie and uncle. Tam was a couple of years older than me but seemed much older. As the afternoon progressed into early evening, Tam, who had had a couple of beers, suggested we went up to my room and play a game or something as the party was getting a bit rowdy as the adults were all getting more lubricated!</span>
<span style=”font-weight: 400;”>We went up to my bedroom in the otherwise empty house – I had the smallest bedroom, with room just for my single bed, a chest of drawers and an in-built wardrobe that housed the hot water boiler. It was compact to say the least. Anyway, we went through my board games but nothing seemed to appeal, so we settled on playing cards on my bed. I sat with my legs stretched out and Tam sat at the end of the bed and we played a few games of Rummy which I inevitably lost. After about twenty minutes, with the room stifling hot even with the windows open, we were getting a bit bored. Without warning, Tam suddenly became fixated on one of my trainers and set about taking it off my outstretched foot. Being insanely ti
<span style=”font-weight: 400;”>OK, in an effort to generate a bit of activity, interest, or even a “like” or two, here’s a revisit to a story I posted on the old community site. A slightly expanded version as I toned down the original story a little but, here we are so what the hell.</span><span style=”font-weight: 400;”>Very few members here will remember the stifling hot UK summer of 1976 – if you thought this past summer was hot, I’m sure 1976 was hotter? So, in the middle of June, we’re having a bit of a family do at our house in suburban Surrey. Family and friends are gathered out in our garden which, by today’s standards, was very long, with an apple and plum tree providing some relief from the sun and sweltering heat. I’m in my teens, young, thin and, as an avid swimmer, with quite the little athletic physique. My cousin Tam was there with his Mum and Dad, my auntie and uncle. Tam was a couple of years older than me but seemed much older. As the afternoon progressed into early evening, Tam, who had had a couple of beers, suggested we went up to my room and play a game or something as the party was getting a bit rowdy as the adults were all getting more lubricated!</span>
<span style=”font-weight: 400;”>We went up to my bedroom in the otherwise empty house – I had the smallest bedroom, with room just for my single bed, a chest of drawers and an in-built wardrobe that housed the hot water boiler. It was compact to say the least. Anyway, we went through my board games but nothing seemed to appeal, so we settled on playing cards on my bed. I sat with my legs stretched out and Tam sat at the end of the bed and we played a few games of Rummy which I inevitably lost. After about twenty minutes, with the room stifling hot even with the windows open, we were getting a bit bored. Without warning, Tam suddenly became fixated on one of my trainers and set about taking it off my outstretched foot. Being insanely ticklish, I squealed and squirmed and tried to stop him. But he was bigger and stronger than me, and, after about five minutes of pulling and tearing at the laces, finally succeeded in plucking it off. He threw it on the bed, leaned back and closed the bedroom window and pulled the curtains shut and then set about taking the other one off. I continued to squirm and giggle and squeal and within a minute or two, he had my other trainer off. The card game was abandoned as he grasped my legs and now started on my socks…it took no effort to peel them off my hot feet and I was now delightfully barefoot. He tossed my socks aside then pushed me back on the bed and started tickling me, pushing my shirt up and exposing my stomach. He was relentless and in the process of tickling me, managed to get one of my arms out of my t-shirt. In a second he scooped it over my head and tossed it aside, leaving me topless. I was panting hard, red-faced and sweating. As he’d tickled me, he’d managed to pop open the fastener of my corduroy jeans and grasped the zip, yanked it down then, with both hands tugged my jeans down, over my hips, over my knees, over my bare feet and off. I was now just in my underwear. I felt a compulsion to make sure my bedroom door was shut and hopped off the bed. But Tam had other ideas and pulled at my pants, pulling at them revealing my toned bottom. I stumbled against the wardrobe door and he pulled my pants off, right over my bottom, down my legs, with me lifting up one leg then the other as he pulled them over my feet. I was now completely naked. In just thirty minutes, we’d gone from playing cards, to me being stripped completely and joyfully nude in the dark sweltering heat of my bedroom.</span>
<span style=”font-weight: 400;”>Tam had all my clothes and, as only teenagers can do, teased me and said he was going to throw all my stripped off garments out of the window. I was horrified and leapt across to the bed to wrestle my clothes out of his grasp. But, as I’ve said, Tam was bigger and stronger than me and effortlessly pinned my arms down. I was in a bear hug (and a very bare hug!) and covered in a film of sweat. I swivelled round in his lap, my bottom against his crotch and my erection bobbed in front of me. Tam reached round and started to rub his free hand up and down my hot and pink erection. I’d only recently clumsily discovered the joys of masturbation but Tam was much more experienced, and skillfully toyed with me, listening to my breathless anticipation about orgasming right there, my buttocks flexing in his lap. And I really thought I was going to come and felt the unmistakable tingling in my testicles and the tip of my penis that signalled that I was going to ejaculate. But a knock on the door brought us out of our reverie. It was Tam’s mum. “Are you two alright in there?” she asked and for one moment I thought she was going to come in.</span>
<span style=”font-weight: 400;”>Tam instantly let me go and I fell to the floor. “Yes, we’re fine, Mum,” he croaked. “Do you want a drink either of you?” she asked but Tam replied no. We heard her go downstairs and back to the party. The magic spell was sadly broken and Tam wordlessly threw my clothes back at me. “We’d better go downstairs,” he said and I silently got dressed, disappointed that our game was over, denied an orgasm.</span>
<span style=”font-weight: 400;”>As ever, the question is, what if we’d been caught? What if Tam’s mum had opened the door and found her son, fully clothed, and me completely nude and erect? The shame and retribution would have been unimaginable. There were a few curious looks as we returned to the party in the garden and Tam grabbed another beer. I reflected, a little guiltily, on what had just happened and realised that I had enjoyed being nude while Tam was fully clothed, the start of a CMNM fetish.</span>
::They’re butt-plus with a fox tail attached that you stick up ones’ anus. Each to their own I suppose.
::No, you could 100% check members on the old site without logging in.
As for leaving yourself logged in, I hate to be pedantic but I have to say that’s really bad advice. I’ve just finished 7 years in IT at IBM and our standard advice to customers was to always log out of any system, even minor ones. Hackers are getting more sophisticated, especially with phones. My son is studying cyber security at uni…on his first day, the tutor took his phone to demonstrate how easy it is to hack into phones. Within seconds, on the big screen, the entire contents of his phone (which was password protected) were on display. Banking apps, private photos, emails…the works.
So, I always log out of everything, every time.
Just my $0.02
::Why is the member list hidden behind the logged in section? On the old site, I could see who was active and if it was a “friend” or someone I wanted to connect with, I’d log on. Now, if I can’t see who’s active without logging on, I don’t bother. Maybe that accounts for the drop-off in activity?
::Many, but not me, thanks all the same. Have the rules changed? In the old forum, “extreme” nudity/arousal was actively forbidden. So now photos of butt-plugs/fox tails are acceptable?
::Oh Lordy! I have two…and, no, I’m not going to detail them here (🤔) but one prompted me, on reading the message, to close my account immediately!
::I agree. If nudity was the norm, there’d be nude people in Aldi on a Saturday morning when I’m doing my weekly shop. Mind you, that’s quite a revolting thought as I frequently witness some of the slovenly, slow-moving creatures with hangovers seeking food who look like they’ve rolled out of bed and just pulled a coat on before heading out.
So, yes, IMO, nudity should be naughty with an element of risk.
::My $0.02.
I like the new more prominent “like” button as I think it’ll encourage people to express their opinion. On the old site, the “like” option was very small, so it was very discouraging to spend time adding updates/stories/encounters to the forums and yet seemingly no-one liked them. So I gave up.
As for a “dislike” option, I thought it was useful as there are some recent forum updates which I definitely would have “disliked”. But it’s your site so do what you want to do.
A further $0.02….it’s looking good so far 👍
::I had the same problem a few weeks ago but it logged out of my PC and logged back in and it worked fine.
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