I Am Curious (Naked) - Confessions of an Exhibitionist Wife

by Valerie Grey

  I said, “That doesn’t sound so bad. In fact, it sounds like fun.”

  Nayra said, “Well don’t say I didn’t warn you!”

  Eva took a pair of handcuffs from the cleaning cart and then she climbed up on a chair. She reached up over her head to remove a vent from the ceiling and when she did, the hem of her short uniform dress rose up. Eva’s white cotton panties were exposed and they appeared to be too small for her. The panties were riding up into the crack of Eva’s tight young ass causing her butt cheeks to hang out.

  I was instructed to extend my arms over my head and then Eva handcuffed me to an iron brace in the ceiling. The brace was accessible because Eva removed the ceiling vent. I was wearing a pink short-sleeved knit pullover dress that was clinging to my body. My husband removed all of my bras and panties from our luggage before we left from home, so I was naked under the short dress. My nipples were poking out against the tight knit material, and with my arms extended above my head, the hem of the dress stopped right at the bottom of my neatly trimmed brunette bush. However, I could feel that the bottom of my bare butt cheeks were peeking out in back.

  Eva walked around and surveyed my body. I’m a twenty-one year old brunette and I’m just over five-foot tall. I have a petite body with medium sized, natural breasts. My breasts aren’t huge, but they look big in comparison to my small features. My arms were extended so high in the air that I had to stand on my tiptoes. I was completely helpless and Eva grinned at me because I was now at her mercy.

  Eva looked at my dress and said, “You should have taken this dress off before we handcuffed you. Now we’ll never get it over your head and arms.”

  I said, “Why do you have to take my dress off? Can’t you tickle me through the dress? You could just lift it up if you have to!”

  My pleading fell on deaf ears. Eva went out to the cleaning cart and returned with a pair of scissors.

  I said, “No, you can’t cut my dress off. I’ll be hanging here naked!”

  Eva shouted, “Silence!”

  She began cutting the dress, starting with the hem and continuing all the way up the side.

  Nayra said, “Peggy, I tried to warn you, but you wouldn’t listen to me.”

  Eva finished cutting one side of the dress, but it was still hanging from my other arm. She moved to the other side of me and with a few quick snips, the dress fell to the floor. It was ruined! The dress was cut into three or four pieces, leaving me hanging from the ceiling without a stitch of clothing on.

  Eva decided what form of torture she was going to perform first. Nayra finished cleaning the hotel room. Nayra put what was left of my dress in a trash bag and headed for the door. The dress was gone for good! Nayra opened the hotel room door to throw the trash away and some men in the hall caught a glimpse of me hanging from the ceiling. There was nothing that I could do to hide my nudity from their view.

  After putting away the cleaning supplies, Nayra returned to the room and stretched out on the bed so that she could watch the proceedings. With her legs spread, I could see right up Nayra’s dress. I had a clear view of her white cotton panties.

  Eva plucked a stiff feather out of a feather duster and began running it up and down the sides of my naked body. I’m quite ticklish and the touch of the feather made my body tingle all over. Eva moved the feather to the front of me and began teasing my tender pink nipples. It sent chills up my spine.

  Eva asked me, “Do you think your breasts are better than mine?”

  I said, “Well, mine are bigger.”

  Eva grabbed my ankle and with the hard stem part of the feather, she began tickling the sole of my foot. I was going crazy, but I couldn’t break free of her grip. Then she put my foot down and began unsnapping the front of her uniform. Eva let her dress fall to the floor and stood before me in just her underwear. Next Eva reached behind her back, unhooked her bra and slipped it off revealing a pair of perky little titties with puffy pink nipples. The topless girl then climbed up on the chair and stuck one of her breasts right in my face.

  She asked, “Now who has the better breasts?”

  I said, “Mine are still bigger.”

  Eva pushed her puffy pink nipple into my mouth and told me to suck on it. I licked and sucked on her nipple until it hardened in my mouth, and then Eva started moaning with pleasure. When she asked whose breasts were better again, I still replied that mine were better. Eva responded by forcing me to suck on her other nipple for a while. When I still refused to say that her breasts were better, Eva began tickling my sensitive armpits with her fingertips. I was squirming around and my heart was racing, but she was relentless.

  Nayra said, “Just tell Eva that she has better breasts than you and she’ll stop tickling you, at least for a while.”

  I took Nayra’s advice and Eva ceased the torturous touch of her fingertips under my arms. Eva proceeded to pull down her little white bikini panties exposing her fire red bush. She stood in front of me, grabbed my butt cheeks and pulled me close. Eva then started rubbing her hairy triangle against mine. I think she was actually trying to rub our pussy lips together, but she could never get into the right position. It ended up felling a little scratchy, so when Eva asked who had the better pussy, I immediately answered that she did.

  Eva picked up the feather, moved the chair behind me and took a seat right in front of my bare butt. She started rubbing the feather all over my butt cheeks and then she moved to the crack of my ass. Eva gently ran the stiff feather up and down my sensitive butt crack. It was an incredible sensation, but I couldn’t stand it for very long and started begging her to stop. Eva ignored me for a while and continued running the feather up and down the crack of my ass, which almost caused me to go out of my mind. Finally, she moved in front of me and began tickling my inner thighs with the feather, which was equally unbearable.

  Eva stopped tickling me for a while and placed one of my ankles up on the edge of the chair. She straddled my leg and began rubbing her snatch up and down my thigh. Eva would occasionally pause, place her love button on my kneecap and then rotate her hips around. Eventually, Eva would go back to rubbing her pussy up and down my leg. I could tell that she was getting excited because there was a big wet streak on my thigh from her pussy juices.

  I heard moaning, but it wasn’t coming from Eva. I looked over and noticed that Nayra was lying on the bed with her dress open and her bra pushed up above her beautiful breasts. Her big melons were hanging out in the open and her panties were down around her ankles. Nayra was fingering her own pussy, while her other hand touched and caressed her nipples. She was really having fun with herself.

  Eva continued rubbing her wet pussy up and down my leg, Nayra also continued thrusting her finger into her own pretty brown bush. Soon Eva and Nayra were moaning louder and I knew that the end was near for both of them. As Nayra started thrashing around on the bed, Eva began pushing her snatch hard into my thigh. I recognized Nayra’s screams and I knew that she was having an orgasm, but Eva wasn’t finished yet.

  Eva was still straddling my leg and rubbing her pussy against my soft skin. She began to gyrate her hips around in a circle, allowing her pussy to rub against my leg in a circular motion. I tightened my thigh to try and enhance Eva’s pleasure. Then with a big groan, Eva finally climaxed. When she climbed off of me, my leg was soaked from her pussy juices.

  Eva and Nayra put their uniforms back on and then they returned to finish me off. Eva began tickling my inner thighs again and then slowly moved up the front of my body until she’d reached my breasts again. Nayra didn’t want to wait any longer, so she decided to help out by kneeling down between my legs and sticking her tongue right into my pussy.

  As Eva continued to tickle my tender pink nipples with the feather, Nayra started massaging my clit with her tongue. Nayra inserted a finger into my pussy, but kept her tongue moving on my sweet spot. The tension was building and building inside of me as Eva dropped the feather and then placed her pouty lips against one of my nipples. Eva s
tarted kissing and sucking my nipples, causing me to tense up all over. Then Eva added to my pleasure by reaching behind me and gently running her fingertip up and down my butt crack. These two young girls were attending to every sensitive area on my body and I knew that I couldn’t hold on any longer. Finally my body began to shutter and then I let loose with the most explosive orgasm…

  Nayra gave me a big kiss and said that she had to go clean another room. She said that she would catch up with me later and walked out into the hallway. Eva also had to get going, so she went out and started looking for something on the cleaning cart.

  Eva returned and said, “We have a slight problem. I can’t find the handcuff key.”

  I went, “You what? You can’t find the key? I’m hanging here naked. Get me down!”

  Eva said, “Don’t panic. I’ll go get Stan, the maintenance man. He’ll know what to do.”

  I said, “Stan!?! You’re going to bring a man in here? I don’t have any clothes on!”

  She said, “Just hang on. I’ll be right back. Hopefully, no one will check into this room while I’m gone.”

  All I could do was hang on because I was handcuffed to the ceiling! Then I started getting nervous. What if some stranger came into the room and found me hanging there totally nude? Suddenly I heard the sound of the door opening and consistent with the way my luck always goes, it wasn’t Eva. It was a man that rented the hotel room.

  The man walked in with his suitcase and he was stunned to see a naked young girl hanging from the ceiling. I was so embarrassed because he just stood there staring at me. I said hello and he asked if I was the complimentary mint for his pillow. I giggled, but warned him not to touch me because my friends would be right back. He obeyed my wish and just stood there, gazing at my bare breasts and neatly trimmed brunette bush. It was so humiliating to for me to hang there and let a total stranger inspect my naked body, but I was helpless to stop him and powerless to hide my nudity from the middle aged man’s view.

  Eva returned with Stan. He walked in and took his good ole time looking me over. Eva told him to hurry, but Stan said that he had to get a firm grasp of the situation. I was so vulnerable with my naked breasts, exposed pussy and bare butt out in the open for everyone to see, and there was nothing I could do about it. I was mortified because Stan took a good look at me from every angle before finally climbing up on the chair and taking a look at the handcuffs.

  Stan said, “I think I can use a hacksaw to cut them off.”

  Eva replied, “Don’t do that! You can’t ruin the handcuffs.”

  I said, “Yes he can! Cut me loose!”

  Stan suggested that Eva should call security. They know all about handcuffs. Eva made the call and said that Paul was on his way.

  I said, “Paul is on his way? You called another man to come in here. I’m naked girl you know!”

  Stan said, “Yes, we all know! You’re naked and you’re definitely a girl.”

  That got a laugh out of everyone, but I didn’t find it amusing. Stan took a seat on the bed next to the man that checked into the room, whose name also turned out to be Stan. As we waited for Paul to arrive, I was left hanging there in front of the Stans, and they weren’t shy about examining my naked body. I really wanted to get free from the handcuffs. Not only was I humiliated beyond words, I was also beginning to get sore from hanging in such an awkward position.

  Paul arrived and I was subjected to the same treatment. Paul found it necessary to get a good look at my pussy, tits and ass before he could take a look at the handcuffs. After inspecting the cuffs, Paul said that they were not professional handcuffs, just standard cuffs that could be opened with a universal key. Unfortunately, Paul didn’t have a universal key, but there was another security guard named Ron that was somewhere in the building and he always carried a complete set of keys.

  Eva said, “I have to get back to work, but these guys will take good care of you.”

  I said, “Wait! You can’t leave me hanging here naked in front of all these men!”

  Eva just said that she was sorry and walked out the door, leaving me naked and defenseless in front of Stan, Stan and Paul. I wanted Ron to hurry up and set me free, but they were having trouble finding him, so I was left hanging there with my young nude body on display for the three men.

  Hanging there, I got a terrible itch right on my butt cheek and it was driving me crazy. The only choice I had was to ask one of the men to scratch my butt. Stan, the maintenance man, started scratching my bare ass and quickly extinguished the irritation. However, when I asked him to stop, he ignored me and continued probing my unprotected butt.

  It wasn’t long before all of the guys were touching me. They began casually running their hands all over my bare skin, squeezing my breasts and touching my butt crack in the process. I protested against their actions, but the maintenance man responded by sucking on my breasts. Paul got bold and stuck his finger in my wet pussy. Soon all of the sensitive areas on my naked body were again being attended to, only this time it was being done by three older men instead of two young girls.

  Ron opened the door. I reached the point of no returned and experienced another orgasm. I was hanging there, trying to catch my breath when I noticed that Ron had left the door open! There were other hotel workers and guests that must have heard about my predicament and came up to see if it was true. Once again, my body was subjected to a complete examination by Ron before he could start working on the handcuffs.

  Ron slowly tried key after key without success while the guys on the bed and the guys in the hallway stared at all of my exposed flesh. I was getting frustrated because I was sure that he knew which key to use, but he was trying all the keys just to prolong my agony. Finally Ron found the key that opened the cuffs and I was free. I was still naked as I ran out into the hall. The crowd applauded as I made my way down the hallway to the safety and privacy of my own room.

  My husband and I returned home the following day. I didn’t run into Nayra again before leaving Miami, but there was a message on my answering machine when I got home:

  “Hey you two. I had a great time with you. Next time you’re in Miami, be sure and look me up. Also, regarding the tickle torture…if I tell you not to let someone tie you up and torture you, please listen to me!”

  My husband wanted to know what she was talking about, but I decided to keep this naked escapade a secret.

  For now, anyway.

  He could wait.

  Chapter Nine

  I feel great shame and humiliation every time I create a new video, but I’m a sex slave to Mike because I’m addicted to his money. He knows it and takes advantage of it. Unfortunately for me, his friends and coworkers know it, too. I guess I only have myself to blame because my carelessness put me in this situation to begin with. It all started quite innocently, which is usually how I get myself into all of my naked predicaments.

  One morning, I crawled out of bed and went straight to the couch where I’d left my laptop the previous evening. I took a seat on the couch, propped my feet up on the ottoman, set the computer on my lap and went about connecting to the Internet. Since I’d just gotten out of bed, all I had on was a pair of little white panties. When I connected with my husband, he wrote that he was happy to see that the “girls came out to play” this morning. I giggled knowing he was looking at my bare breasts and I even pushed them together in front of the camera.

  As my husband was ogling my tits, one of his co-workers walked into his office. Instead of letting me know that a stranger was looking over his shoulder, he merely let the guy gawk at my bare breasts. I was mortified when I found out later that another man saw my boobies, but it wasn’t the most embarrassing thing to happen that morning.

  While we were chatting over the Internet, the doorbell rang. Without thinking, I set my laptop down on the ottoman and got up to answer the door. The laptop was pointed towards the front door, so the men were able to see my little white panties as I strolled away. My undies were wedge
d inside the crack of my ass, which meant that my firm butt cheeks were hanging out to the sides. Some of my butt crack was even showing above the waistband of the little bikini underpants, so the men were treated to quite an eyeful.

  After cracking the door open just a couple of inches, I peeked out and saw that it was the man who delivers our newspaper. He’s a sweet retired man that stopped by to collect his monthly fee. He’s a cute old man and he’s always been nice to me. That’s why I often go out to retrieve my newspaper in just a T-shirt and panties or a short robe.

  When I bend over to pick up the newspaper, my T-shirt rides up and exposes my panties to the man. If I’m really in a teasing mood, I’ll wear a robe with nothing on underneath it. When I bend over, I let my robe hang down in front of me so that the man can peek inside. Since I’m naked under my robe, it allows the man to see my bare tits. The sweet old man is now in the habit of waiting for me after he delivers my paper, just in case I’m there to come out and get it.

  On this particular morning the man was waiting outside to collect his monthly fee. Since I was clad in only a tiny pair of bikini panties, I had to be careful not to open the door more than a few inches. In order to give the man his money, I needed to go get my purse. Before walking away from the man, I closed the door, or so I thought! Our front door is somewhat strange. If it isn’t closed all the way, it drifts open. I guess I didn’t close it tight enough because the door inched its way open as I went to get my purse.

  My purse was next to the couch. In the short time it took me to walk across the room, the front door drifted all the way open. The man silently watched as I bent over to get his money and all I was wearing were those tiny white panties! The sweet old man was looking at my panty clad butt, which he’d seen before, but only from a distance. Now he was almost standing right on top of me.

  I slowly picked up my purse, giving me time to flaunt my titties in front of the webcam. Unfortunately, it also gave the man time to gawk at my see-through underpants. He could see my butt crack right through the thin material! After picking up my purse, I turned and headed towards the door. I was looking down and fishing through my purse for the money as I walked. Therefore, I didn’t notice that the front door was wide open. The retired gentleman was staring right at my bare boobies and my nearly transparent panties.