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This is my second thread ever on Literotica (at least a thread I created).
While I most likely have thought about a CMNF club, I was particularly inspired by the Liberation of Kate series.
There are some differences between that author's story and the one I'm working on, though. Among them:
There are a few other areas next to this main area, areas that are decently sized but still relatively smaller, where women can either be (1) shod—for the high heel fans; or, say, ladies who like brisk hikes and want to wear a decent pair of socks and hiking boots; (2) covered with tattoos and bodypaint; and, (3) where less than 5% of women can wear clothes: the exceptions in all three being non-inclusive.
I'm also thinking of even smaller areas next to the main area, though still part of the club grounds—less than 1%—where it's clothing-optional, where women just have to be barefoot, and even a CFNM area.
I'm placing membership at least [US equivalent $250 000/yr], but guests get in for far less. Most of the guests are women. Many of them are in the sex industry—paid just to be there—though more money can get someone more services: though the club is pretty strict about disease status.
Most of the time, there are at least 1500 people in the main area.
In this club, sex is generally restricted to certain relatively smaller areas within the main area, but in much of the main area men are allowed to grope, fondle, and masturbate consenting women: and some employ colour signalling; and all men can gawk and stare at, and make sexual comments about and to any of the women, provided they aren't insulting. The environment is safe.
Men might fondle, grope, ass-grab-and/or-smack, perhaps masturbate, women (again the consenting ones) as a form of greeting: it might be part of the club culture.
Outside the sex areas, showers, or washrooms, men can't expose themselves; nor outside the sex areas, masturbate—not even through their clothes.
Due to certain rules, while any woman can be a guest, the porportion of attractive women in the club are higher than in regular society.
I often envision a dining area, somewhat outside on a large patio. Food is from a buffet. Some of the food is grown on club grounds and prepared by members and guests as well as employees. Some people dine normally, albeit CMNF. At other tables, women are displaying themselves—even sitting on the tables; or eating on the floor, collared and leashed, from bowls like pets.
How would female Literoticans regard the stares, comments, and others being manhandled?
While women aren't allowed in the men's washrooms and showers, men can walk in on the women's washrooms to gawk—if they're into that sort of thing. Ditto women's showers: indeed, there are showers outside where women shower in full view.
What about towels? I understand in nudist clubs, it's considered polite to carry towels: particularly as it can get hot and sweaty. But don't UV rays kill germs on things like furniture and can some women hang out slightly used towels and terrycloth on lines for natural UV baths?
In the main CMNF area there are smaller areas. One which requires another hefty fee to enter: for the richies and their followers. Another is more like the other authour's idea—women are slaves and men masters—women can leave without a master's permission, but would be blacklisted from re-entering. Another is a hippie/nature girl area where women can live in mudhuts (though the likely they have to have proof of residence elsewhere).
There's not much, or any, story in this: more of a tour; and third person POV.
characters I've thought up are:
I intend to release this story into the public domain or something similar, but I'd mock blatant unattributed plagiarisms—particularly if they're bad. People who want to do their own stories based on it could, of course, without my permission, but they should nonetheless contact me to discuss co-ordination for the benefit of their stories.
Questions, comments, and ideas would be appreciated.
While I most likely have thought about a CMNF club, I was particularly inspired by the Liberation of Kate series.
There are some differences between that author's story and the one I'm working on, though. Among them:
- Hers is an island; mine is on a large area of land where the country starts to turn into wilderness.
- Hers is tropical; mine might be tropical—though there is a big multi-hectare greenhouse if it's north (or south) of 45°.
- In hers, the women are slaves (though implicitly just playing slaves) and often in bondage; in mine, though BDSM is an option tried by many women there, it's regularly practiced only by a minority—say 15% to 30%.
- Due to club rules mine is even more disporportionately female: over 65% in the overall area, over 87.5% in the main area.
- While one can live in her island for years (apparantly there are some who are native to the island), in my club, if one wants to be there a few days—maybe longer, there are common showers and sleeping areas with bunks—for members as well as guests.
There are a few other areas next to this main area, areas that are decently sized but still relatively smaller, where women can either be (1) shod—for the high heel fans; or, say, ladies who like brisk hikes and want to wear a decent pair of socks and hiking boots; (2) covered with tattoos and bodypaint; and, (3) where less than 5% of women can wear clothes: the exceptions in all three being non-inclusive.
I'm also thinking of even smaller areas next to the main area, though still part of the club grounds—less than 1%—where it's clothing-optional, where women just have to be barefoot, and even a CFNM area.
I'm placing membership at least [US equivalent $250 000/yr], but guests get in for far less. Most of the guests are women. Many of them are in the sex industry—paid just to be there—though more money can get someone more services: though the club is pretty strict about disease status.
Most of the time, there are at least 1500 people in the main area.
In this club, sex is generally restricted to certain relatively smaller areas within the main area, but in much of the main area men are allowed to grope, fondle, and masturbate consenting women: and some employ colour signalling; and all men can gawk and stare at, and make sexual comments about and to any of the women, provided they aren't insulting. The environment is safe.
Men might fondle, grope, ass-grab-and/or-smack, perhaps masturbate, women (again the consenting ones) as a form of greeting: it might be part of the club culture.
Outside the sex areas, showers, or washrooms, men can't expose themselves; nor outside the sex areas, masturbate—not even through their clothes.
Due to certain rules, while any woman can be a guest, the porportion of attractive women in the club are higher than in regular society.
I often envision a dining area, somewhat outside on a large patio. Food is from a buffet. Some of the food is grown on club grounds and prepared by members and guests as well as employees. Some people dine normally, albeit CMNF. At other tables, women are displaying themselves—even sitting on the tables; or eating on the floor, collared and leashed, from bowls like pets.
How would female Literoticans regard the stares, comments, and others being manhandled?
While women aren't allowed in the men's washrooms and showers, men can walk in on the women's washrooms to gawk—if they're into that sort of thing. Ditto women's showers: indeed, there are showers outside where women shower in full view.
What about towels? I understand in nudist clubs, it's considered polite to carry towels: particularly as it can get hot and sweaty. But don't UV rays kill germs on things like furniture and can some women hang out slightly used towels and terrycloth on lines for natural UV baths?
In the main CMNF area there are smaller areas. One which requires another hefty fee to enter: for the richies and their followers. Another is more like the other authour's idea—women are slaves and men masters—women can leave without a master's permission, but would be blacklisted from re-entering. Another is a hippie/nature girl area where women can live in mudhuts (though the likely they have to have proof of residence elsewhere).
There's not much, or any, story in this: more of a tour; and third person POV.
characters I've thought up are:
- a kinky couple bringing a few girls (just over 18) to the club. He ties them up, crops and whips them, and has them pull a chariot as well as a sled.
- a nerdy guy who gets lucky—mostly by getting to be a guest
- a tall pale redhead dude with long arms, either an afro and/or cornrows, and large genitalia, who mouth fucks several adoring women. I'm provisionally naming him Mitt Romney. [I'm unlikely to call him Donald Trump, as again, besides being tall and possessing large genitalia, he's in his 20s and highly intelligent]
- a short-hair ex-smoker blasé escort-of-sorts, possibly from Turkey. She doesn't shave and spends most of her time in the club playing soccer and studying to be a doctor.
- a parody of Hillary Clinton—let's just call her Hillary—but in parts of the story where she's mentioned, I might add Hillary, Clinton, and Hillary Clinton tags
- a parody of Lauren Southern—I'm also intending to create a Lauren Southern tag
- the founder of the club, a wealthy businessman with long hair, hairy body, and several East European wives. He's a white though. He's well-dressed, but he doesn't wear a typical 3-peice suit.
- two sexy but snarky brown lesbians (either South Asian or Afro-Asian)
- the club President, a friendly but aristocratic woman who's never seen with clothes
- a Jewish redhead who just turned 18 and has very attractive feet. She doesn't go into the nude area—kinda doesn't have to—attractive even with clothes, and her feet—gorgeous. She wears a large Star of David between her naturally large well-formed breasts (she's wearing a T-shirt, though perhaps w/o a bra). She might be of the age of consent—again she's 18, but perhaps not of drinking age.
- the +60 year-old drummer of a famous heavy metal band—who's still a millionaire [not a real person or band] who spends his much of his band's latter years as the dominant in BDSM activities with women
I intend to release this story into the public domain or something similar, but I'd mock blatant unattributed plagiarisms—particularly if they're bad. People who want to do their own stories based on it could, of course, without my permission, but they should nonetheless contact me to discuss co-ordination for the benefit of their stories.
Questions, comments, and ideas would be appreciated.
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