Nude girl talks on phone at length

LupusDei

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No, this is NOT about phone sex. And yes, it's basically a random scene that may or not be central to the story.

She's completely nude. Likely standing, maybe walking. Sitting, lying down isn't nearly as fun. Possibly she's being naughty and is nude where she shouldn't be, but it could as well be (or start at) someplace completely normal and mundane (to her), like on a nude beach or in a gym or pool locker rooms or similar.

Whomever she talks with likely has no idea about her exact whereabouts and state of undress. May or not care, but likely would be shocked or at least mildly amused if knew. They talk at length, lively, engaged, but it's effectively irrelevant why and about what.

The girl may have fun by remembering it periodically, or completely forgot about her nudity outright. She's not shy about, nor embarrassed with her nudity, not at the moment, at least. Her limited inability to terminate the conversation and dress, in conjunction with her disrupted awareness may lead to unforeseen consequences. She may wander from safe environment to (more) public without realizing, for example. People around her may come and go, like her group leave and another enter the pool showers.

It's probably a viewpoint external to her, as the sexual excitement is to observe her in this situation, but I wouldn't rule out first person completely, if she's self-reflective enough, or alternatively, it could provide for a nice surprise moment if reader is allowed to forget she never dressed along with herself.
 
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Love this idea, that someone is either totally distracted by the phone that they wander about nude, or they lack self awareness. I can imagine a scene where they get distracted in a changing room and wander nude or semi dressed into the store seeking a customer assistant. Same for a hospital or swimming pool. Reminds me of those (posed) shots of naked people in the street while others go about their business.

I guess a development of this, and I apologise if you don't want to go there, is people fucking in public where they become so distracted by arousal that they forget where they are. Maybe this is in a car or a window, on the beach, not necessarily at the corner f Third and Main at rush hour.
 
I guess a development of this, and I apologise if you don't want to go there, is people fucking in public where they become so distracted by arousal that they forget where they are. Maybe this is in a car or a window, on the beach, not necessarily at the corner f Third and Main at rush hour.

Well, yes, that's something else entirely. And both harder and easier to set up.

I mean, it's much higher bar to decide to "secretly" fuck on a bench in a park hoping her skirt will hide the action from passersby, than to pick up the phone in a changing room. And once over that initial barrier, a decision clothes are too confining and must go during fucking, no matter of the whereabouts forgotten, is almost expected.

While to come out of showers and pick up the phone, then pack the gym bag and leave without dressing, all while discussing stock market or script and color of text for cousin's wedding invitations is something else.

Then, true that both are united by some random bloke getting a rise out from it, but even there the likely immediate interactions would differ considerably, even if the ultimate consequences could be worked to converge again eventually.
 
But of sure there's room for development or interaction.

Alice coming out of the gym nude as if it was normal may well trigger Ben to strip Cindy who's fucking him on the bench across the street.
 
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Or, let's say,

Diane picked up a mistimed work call – from over the big ditch – cutting short her leisure at the swimming hole under the closed bridge. Toweling one handed, she peeled off her wet swimsuit, a modest one piece, but replaced it with nothing, yet, too distracted by the important conversation, effectively sunbathing in the last rays of evening sun. Why not, she had the entire place all for herself, the family that was there when she arrived was long gone.

And that's how Karl and Aisha arriving in Karl's car found her, oblivious of her state of undress. The young couple ran giggling into the water past her and tried not to stare at the respectable business woman in such obviously extraordinary circumstances. Only after finishing the call and exchanging the usual greetings with them, Diane discovered her mishap while collecting her things to leave, but even then displayed no distress. Outwardly.

She didn't know, but could suspect if had thought about them, that rilled up by the sighting of her Karl and Aisha discarded their own swimsuits almost as soon as lights of Diane's car faded in the distance, and after horsing around fucked in his car, oblivious in the afterglow that Lindsey with her aunt Tamara had arrived on their bicycles.

Nothing much was seen -- they didn't peek into the car intentionally, and the couple left without stepping out of it, but Lindsey could guess why Aisha didn't as much as say hello. They weren't big friends but back in school had been in the same class. Excited by her imagination she tried to argue with her aunt that it's dark enough already for skinny dipping. Tamara was unresponsive to her idea, even after being reminded they did just that last year here. Well, that one time.
 
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And it develop further then,

Next day Diane came to the river quite a bit later. Why knows if yesterday's experience was part of it, or it was all work related. Aisha and Karl however, had consciously decided to come early. Aisha still hoped Linsey didn't recognize her, but wanted to be gone before the locals arrived for their evening swim. They had found the swimming hole empty, and made the somewhat reasonable decision to have sex before the swimming. What wasn't that reasonable, was to do it outside, right on the hood of the car... in what was effectively a public place. In the heat of it they didn't hear Diane's electric car roll in.

Diane wasn't shy to appreciate the show she was presented with and watched openly, even if still unnoticed while stripping out of her business attire. While stripping completely. Naked, she unpacked her swimsuit, but why to put on, really? The couple fucking in front of her now had seen her without it for quite a bit yesterday.

Linsey and Tamara found the three still splashing water together, all nude...

...and left in deep darkness, pushing their bicycles along the country road clad in nothing but towels. Linsey almost lost hers as it was a bit small to be worn, and only at home she realized she had left her panties behind. Hopefully not in too prominent a place. Guys from the night shift at the sawmill will be the first there in the morning...

So, for the rest of the summer it became a no-swimsuits swimming hole, and -- especially after twilight -- a bit more than that.

And all because of one mistimed phone call.
 
you really need to flesh this out and submit it as a story.
 
Another take could be a gym trainer who’s also a happy voyeur/voyeuse and all the peccadillos they experience at their gym. Wardrobe malfunctions. Clothes & towel stolen while showering, or just locked up with their key inside (accident or ‘accident’). Couples getting frisky on the mats between classes. Sauna shenanigans. Someone wanking watching a third party thinking they’re hidden. ‘Security’ cameras . Add in a pool for all the swimsuit fun you care for.
 
Another take could be a gym trainer who’s also a happy voyeur/voyeuse and all the peccadillos they experience at their gym. Wardrobe malfunctions. Clothes & towel stolen while showering, or just locked up with their key inside (accident or ‘accident’). Couples getting frisky on the mats between classes. Sauna shenanigans. Someone wanking watching a third party thinking they’re hidden. ‘Security’ cameras . Add in a pool for all the swimsuit fun you care for.

There somewhere I have read a cycle of three stories, all set in the same gym/spa at the same, following three different perspectives of people having risky fun and occasionally running into each other. Each viewpoint was limited and tend to explain away and downplay the actions of others, but they combined to scenes like,

... at one point an female administrator wearing nothing but a short uniform blouse and thus trying to keep very close to her counter for cover, serviced a girl she somehow failed to recognize as fully nude in her own distress (I don't really remember how that was done, perhaps she was holding her bag high or some such extremely unreliable attempt at cover).

While that tried to play self-consciousness and embarrassment to the max, there's also room to do the exact opposite in a similar way: where people take genuine wardrobe malfunctions and accidental mishaps of others as encouraging, synergistically magnifying it all into exponential debauchery "by accident".
 
Diane picked up a mistimed work call...

The young couple ran giggling into the water past her and tried not to stare
Naked, she unpacked her swimsuit, but why to put it on, really? The couple fucking in front of her now had seen her without it for quite a bit yesterday.

Linsey and Tamara...
...after twilight -- a bit more than that.

you really need to flesh this out and submit it as a story.

Yes, in the result of the assisted drift I realized the original premise of this tread may also perhaps be the fastest and cleanest way to get to a variation of a certain scene quickly (and not in labouring three weeks or more of gradual subtleties a faithful reporting would generate).

So I may indeed (but don't hold your breath, duh).

Superficial and drifting third person, mostly fixed with the location, what this seems to demand... may be quite far from my natural internal voice, but an interesting challenge as such, and I may always keep the treat of a threat for surprise jump into first person with "I lowered my binoculars..." for a couple of sentences somewhere in the middle of the third chapter as a secret personal fun in the process.
 
No, this is NOT about phone sex. And yes, it's basically a random scene that may or not be central to the story.

She's completely nude. Likely standing, maybe walking. Sitting, lying down isn't nearly as fun. Possibly she's being naughty and is nude where she shouldn't be, but it could as well be (or start at) someplace completely normal and mundane (to her), like on a nude beach or in a gym or pool locker rooms or similar.

Whomever she talks with likely has no idea about her exact whereabouts and state of undress. May or not care, but likely would be shocked or at least mildly amused if knew. They talk at length, lively, engaged, but it's effectively irrelevant why and about what.

The girl may have fun by remembering it periodically, or completely forgot about her nudity outright. She's not shy about, nor embarrassed with her nudity, not at the moment, at least. Her limited inability to terminate the conversation and dress, in conjunction with her disrupted awareness may lead to unforeseen consequences. She may wander from safe environment to (more) public without realizing, for example. People around her may come and go, like her group leave and another enter the pool showers.

It's probably a viewpoint external to her, as the sexual excitement is to observe her in this situation, but I wouldn't rule out first person completely, if she's self-reflective enough, or alternatively, it could provide for a nice surprise moment if reader is allowed to forget she never dressed along with herself.
👱‍♀️ ♀️__ I am usually naked or partially undressed in conversation here, well when I write a reply to these nice men and some women who prefer their own kind, such as myself. I have been with men and women, and they are older than my mom. I just feel much safer with them, more relaxed and at ease when in the nude sitting on their lap, as they play with my girly private parts. Jane. x x x
 
Lot of people work from home these days. Someone calls to check on their bank account/car insurance whatever. Call centre employee is working from home and just happens to be in the middle of changing or it's a very hot day and is performing her job naked.
 
Lot of people work from home these days. Someone calls to check on their bank account/car insurance whatever. Call centre employee is working from home and just happens to be in the middle of changing or it's a very hot day and is performing her job naked.
Does she walk around while taking those calls? Maybe she wanders out on the patio, for an eyeful for the nextdoor retiree out gardening.
 
Reminds me:
I loved the scene in a film with Bill Murray, visiting an old girlfriend and having her daughter nonchalantly walking around naked in front of him while talking on the phone.
 
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