Went to Atlantic City for two nights with a girl I work with who got a free room. Met a guy the first night and let him talk me into going to his suite in a different casino. I had smoked some weed earlier and then switched to crack and was pretty high when we got a cab. When we got to this guys suite it was amazing how nice it was and after a drink smoked more crack. I made out with the guy and did let him feel me up some but the next thing I knew there were two more guys there. I had more crack and before I knew it I was naked and having sex. I admit I never resisted anything but for the next few hours these three guys did everything sexually imaginable to me. I not only had intercourse with all of them but also performed oral sex on the three guys I think more than once.. it wasn't like I wanted to but like I didn't have a choice of what went on. I was also screwed anally by at least two of them and as many times as I wanted them to stop I never said anything. As high as I was on the crack I know I had an orgasm many times and seemed to be easily aroused. Then everything went blank and I guess I just fell asleep or passed out. I vaguely remember riding in a car and then having someone from the casino I was at taking me to my room in a wheelchair. The girl I was with let me in and I didn't remember anything until the next day. I don't know who these guys were and don't even know what casino I was at. When I got up around noon not only my vagina hurt but my anus was sore as hell. Then I wanted to throw up realizing I had the taste of semen in mouth. When I wiped my butt I also noticed semen on the toilet paper and then began to worry not knowing if these guys used condoms. I checked my vagina but didn't see any semen seeping out but knew I was penetrated many times by the pain I was experiencing. How stupid can I be to let three guys do all that to me. Its not like I never had sex before but I never had sex with more than one guy at a time. I never had anal sex before and just the thought of it still makes me sick. For the next 6 weeks I kept checking to make sure I wasn't pregnant. And went twice to get a blood test afraid of some infection. The original guy I met I remember what he looked like but the other two guys I have no recollection of them. The girl I was with kept asking me what happened but I never told her about the three guys and just said I had to much crack. I can't tell anyone about it and its the most shameful thing I ever let happen. My whole body hurt for a week an even my breasts were sore. I do remember quite a bit of it but a lot more then I remember must have went on. I can't believe I let myself be so abused and humiliated and am so ashamed of myself I can't stand it I recollect how I was in pain many times and think they intentionally spanked me because my butt cheeks were dark red the next day. I doubt I was ever asked to consent to anything and know I would not have let them have anal sex with me. What I don't understand is that I never once told them to stop and even through the painful things I never complained to them. Needless to mention that I haven't smoked any crack since then.

I'm a receptionist now for a law firm and receive items from FED EX 2 or more times a week. The delivery driver doesn't recognize me now since I have gained weight and don't dye the grey in my hair. I know him so well I never remind him of how I do. It was probably over 12 years ago when I answered a local newspaper add for a home care assistant. He was 18 years old at the time and bedridden with many injuries external and internal. I knew he had 3 separate operations after a bad car accident and my job was basically to prepare his meals, make sure he took his medications and to aide him in his bathroom needs. His mother hired me after I lied about my qualifications but I was in desperate need of a job at the time. It paid well and I worked 8 to 4 pm every week day. I knew before I met Brian that the bathroom needs wasn't what I was hoping for but when I found out he was only 18 it didn't seem as bad as some real old guy. His mother left me instructions and introduced me to him and he seemed like a little kid to me at the time. I was about 30 at the time and he seemed ok with me taking care of him. He was under a sheet and the first day I found out he only wore boxer shorts all the time. Little did I know at the time how his mother stressed to me to use the latex gloves on his table. He was so feeble at the time I had to hold his penis for him to pee into the urine container and keep track of how much urine he had per day. I also had to keep track of his bowel movements but he only seemed to poop once a day and some days didn't. The first week their I didn't bathe him since his mother said she would take care of it until he go used to me being there. After that his mother instructed me how to wash him and the first tmie I did I think Brian wanted to cry with embarrassment. Why I 'm not sure because I had already held his penis and wiped his butt. I imagine the fact he is completely naked when I wash him had a different effect on him. As days went by there were times he had no bowel movements and I had to give him suppositories which plainly humiliated him. As time went on he was able to hold his penis to pee but I still had to wipe his butt and wash him.

I think about a month went by when he began to get erections as I washed him and at first he lit up like a red light blushing more than I had ever seen before. I didn't know how to react at first but I just told him not to worry about it. It amused me also and after I finished washing him instead of putting his shorts back on right away began putting the suave on his incision scars leaving him naked longer and watching his penis go back to limp. By the following month I could tell he was getting much better and asked if he wanted to wash himself the best he can and I would do his legs and feet.. Right away he said he couldn't so by this time it was obvious he liked me washing his genitals and any embarrassment he had before was gone. He didn't even mind me watching him pee or wiping his but. The one thing I think still did embarrass him was when he needed to get suppositories. He continued to get an erection every time I washed him and neither he or I said anything about it. The mother came home on day and mentioned how good it was that Brian could wash himself now but I just went along with it. I'm not sure exactly why but I enjoyed seeing him get aroused and feel his penis getting erect when I touched him. His erection lasted longer than the first few times it happened and he had the erection the entire time I pushed him on his side to wash around his anal area and butt. I just never said anything and also enjoyed looking at it. His penis wasn't as big as my boyfriends but it was a good size and hard as a rock. I made him lunch after I wash him and one day I went to the bathroom and when I came out peeked in his room seeing him jerking off. after that first time he masturbated I began looking in more of and ended up watching him jerk off over a dozen times. Then I knew for sure he was getting a lot better and within the next few week he was able to get out of bed. He could use the toilet and take a shower but still needed help getting there. I would take him to pee and without asking just pull down his boxer shorts. When I took him for a shower I took them off him in the bedroom walking him naked to the shower. I was at the point that I liked seeing him naked and by that time I suspect he liked me seeing him nude. He never object to me seeing him shower and I helped him dry off afterwards. When he did shower he almost always got an erection with me never touching him and I think my presence was the reason for it. I spent just shy of 14 weeks taking care of him and honestly hated when it was over. I think it gave me a sense of power over him and at the same time was kind of flattering how my presence cause him to be aroused. When he first started delivering to my office a few months ago I wasn't sure if it was him but now I am and know the FED EX guy's name is Brian. I was going to tell him who I was a couple times but think its better if I don't.

I'm a 35 year old male who many people think is a nudist but its much more complicated than that. I grew up alone with just my single mother and as a kid I didn't like wearing cloths. My mother never stopped me except when we had company over up until I was 10 or 12. She began insisting I cover myself but even then every chance I had I was naked in the house. It wasn't like I wanted to expose myself to anyone but just the feeling of being free of any cloths. There were many times that people saw me naked and my mother was furious at me for my lack of modesty especially when I got to my teen years. she was ok if I at least had underwear on or at minimum had a towel around me. She reprimanded me about it all the time but whenever she was out of the house my cloths came off. I did masturbate frequently but never in front of anyone purposely. A few of my mothers friends saw me naked over those years even a few of her male friends and boyfriends who thought I was a weird kid. I never went out of my way to have someone see me nude but it never bothered me if anyone did. I never went around naked anywhere except at home and never considered myself an exhibitionist. I always slept naked since I was a young kid and still do today and never wear anything when I get home from work. I've lost friends and girlfriends because of it and have neighbors who don't even talk to me. I bought a small ranch house 4 years ago and through no fault of my own many neighborhood girls have seen me naked numerous times. Since I moved in the police have come to my house 5 times because a neighbor called complaining they saw me naked. The truth is if they did then they had to be on my property since my house is on 5 acers of ground with a large wooded area in the back. I do have posted signs on the rear of the property but people still walk back by the small creek. I do go out on my back deck naked often but to see me they would have to be on my property. I've never been arrested for it since anyone who has seen me naked had to be trespassing. Twice that I know of some girls saw me masturbating on my deck but they must have been there to watch me but both times the police were called. I don't know how many times I've been seen naked and just don't care. The girlfriend I have right now for the last 7 months is ok with my nudity for now but thinks I'm a little nuts. Maybe I am but this is the way I am comfortable.

My mom is a flight attendant and away 2 to 4 days a week leaving me at home with Mitch who my moms been with more than 3 years. I'm 19 and 2 years ago my mom and me moved into his house. I always got along with him well and feel comfortable around him. I did notice how he would look at me if I were out back by the pool wearing my bikini. A few times he saw me in my bra and panties and I know he saw me naked a couple times when we first moved in. Each time my mom went away he seemed to try and catch me undressed and seemed to know when I was taking a shower. I didn't notice for a few months but he would knock on the door asking me to give him something out of the bathroom. Sometimes a bandage, a towel or lotion. The side wall has a full mirror and it finally occurred to me that the door only had to be open a few inches and he could see me through the mirror. Funny thing is I wasn't mad about it and still have never said anything and he keeps doing it but always when my mom is away. With the weather here he mostly goes around in shorts with or without a t-shirt and I have to admit he is a cute guy. Sometimes he only wears his boxers even when my mom is home. When she goes away he started wearing these silky underwear that is sheer. A couple times a week he only has a bathrobe fully open and I see his penis and balls. He comes out from his shower naked with only a towel over his shoulder and many times I see him with an erection. I go back to school this month but its close by and I'm home every afternoon. About six months ago was the first time I ever saw him jerk off in his room. He leaves his door open a bit and knows what time I get home so I know he does it on purpose. I not only don't say anything to him or my mom about it but I admit I like watching him. Once or twice every time my moms away he knocks on the bathroom door. Shamefully I make sure I'm naked letting him see me through the mirror sometimes having a short conversation with him to prolong his seeing me. Its like we both enjoy exposing ourselves but we have never spoken of it and pretend its not happening. My mom would die if she knew about this or how excited I get by seeing him or him seeing me naked. When he jerks off he is usually naked in his bed and never looks towards the doorway but must know I am either in the hall or watching from my bedroom. It excites me enough that I masturbate never letting him see me. When my mom is home I almost always have underwear on but when she isn't I don't wear any in front of Mitch. I have even gone downstairs many times with only a towel wrapped around me and boldly expose my rear and vagina. its turned into almost a game we play on each other where we are both exposing ourselves to each other without mentioning it. I sometimes sunbathe topless knowing he is home but when I come in tell him I didn't know he was. Its amazing how we act so innocent in front of my mom and I'm sure she has no suspicions about anything.

I'm 46 yrs. old and have never told anyone about my experience from the time I was 11 until I 19. My mother was very ill and bedridden at the time and died shortly afterwards. I don't remember my father and was told he left when I was 3. My mother gave guardianship of me to her best friend Vera, who I had known all my 11 years at the time and never had kids or was ever married. Three days ago we buried Vera and I can't help thinking about the 7 plus years I lived with her. Before I say the bizarre things that went on I have to say she was also very good and generous to me. When I did move away after joining the Army I always kept in touch with her and saw her as much as possible. In her will she left me her house a car and a sizable amount of money. At 11 years old I never thought to much about my nudity around her simply because she had babysat for me many times prior to me living with her. She was strict with me as far a school work and raising me but also treated me like a baby all those years. it all began with her obsessive need of cleanliness not just with the house but also of me. At 11 I admit skipping a shower or bath but that ended when I lived with her since she began bathing me every evening. When I say bathing me I mean she washed my body head to foot and would have me bend over to wash my anal area not to mention my genitals. It did embarrass me somewhat but after the first month or so I got so used to her doing it and seeing me naked I didn't have any problems with it. I have always been very light skinned and for that reason also she would rub in baby lotion all over my body once or twice a week. There was nothing sexual about it even when she rubbed the baby lotion on my penis, scrotum and anus. She seldom scolded me unless I deserved it and treated me as good or better than my own mother. As I got older I think I was so used to her seeing me naked I didn't have much thought about it. When I was between 12 and 13 I began taking a shower but Vera always insisted being with me in the bathroom obsessed with making sure I washed properly. She continued putting the baby oil on me once or twice a week and one night, I think a few months after I turned 12, I couldn't prevent getting an erection. It embarrassed me but Vera just smiled at first and for more than an hour we had a discussion about sex. She assured me it was natural for me to get an erection and I shouldn't be embarrassed about it. She never bathed me after that but most of the time was there when I showered and began putting the baby lotionl on me mostly twice each week. Every time she rubbed it into my penis and scrotum I got an erection again and that's when she asked and told me it was alright if I masturbated. Then after about 6 weeks of me getting an erection she had me admit I masturbated after she put the baby lotion on me. The following week as she did this I got an erection right away and she persuaded me to masturbate in front of her and I began jerking off with her watching me mostly twice a week up until I joined the Army. Once I moved out I began wondering if it could have been child abuse but the fact is she never jerked me off and in all those years I never saw her in anything less than a nightgown. Even when I was 19 I was not embarrassed at all when she saw me shower and when I think about it should have been humiliated when she rubbed on the baby lotion. I lay on my bed naked and let her put it on me and when she got to my genitals she would have me fully exposed to her. She not only rubbed it on my penis and scrotum but have me bend my legs up and put it all up the crack of my butt and on my anus. Buy that time I always had a hard on and I am sure she liked watching me masturbate. I have never even told my wife about this since she also loved Vera for years and I wouldn't want my wife to think badly of her. I know now Vera must have had some type of sexual thoughts pertaining to all of it but I never considered it being child abuse. It wasn't like she ever forced me to do anything sexual and for some reason it never seemed wrong. She did date a few men over those years but I doubt she ever had much of a sex life to speak of. Once I joined the Army and even when I got out Vera and I never spoke about it again. I know now it was probably some type of sexual outlet for her. Aside from her seeing me naked so often and touching me either by washing me or putting on the baby oil there was never any sexual contact between us. I also know now she was a very lonely woman who had few friends. When I think back about it all I am surprised at my lack of humiliation during those years. its obvious to me that she programmed me to a certain extent but I still have nothing but good thoughts about her. It became something I looked forward to then and think I enjoyed her watching me masturbate. She never said much as I was doing it accept sometimes asking me it felt good or would ask if I needed more baby lotion. I actually laugh about it sometimes since its such a crazy time in my life.

Last month by coincidence I was introduced to Maria who as it turns out I spent 4 years with in an orphanage in Peru from 1977 until 1981. I'm 52 now and Maria is 53 and we have become close friends once again. In 1977 I was sent to that place at 12 years old. The girls and boys were in 2 separate buildings and although the school itself was fine the memories of those years are still haunting me today along with Maria. There were well over 200 boys and girls there but very little interaction between the two. As Maria and I began to talk about our experiences most of the conversation was about Dr. Vesa and Dr. Ortiz and neither of us know if that was their names anymore, but close. We don't even know what kind of doctors they were, if they were doctors, but do remember how we were abused by them continually for the four years I spent there and the five years for Maria. Finally in 1981 the orphanage was shut down and In 1982 My grandmother got me to America and I now live in Pennsylvania. Maria and I along with I can't imagine how many other girls were subjected to humiliating examinations at least once a month and often every three weeks. We were spanked at times and in general had little privacy between these two men. There was never any kind of schedule for these exams, we would simply be told to report to Dr. Vesa that day usually in the evenings after dinner hour. Most of the time both of them were there and we were told to remove all our cloths and given a white wrap that covered us from under our arms to our knees with only one button at the top. Each time we were fully examined by the two on an examination table and the wrap taken away leaving us naked . Within the first two months my hymen was penetrated and at the time I didn't even understand what virginity was,. Each time these exams lasted up to a full hour and we were subjected to them even when we had our minstrel periods. Aside from the humiliation sometimes the exams were painful, especially the first year of them when they used speculums and began penetrating us annually. Even more humiliating when I think about it now is how they would intentionally bring us to orgasm. The phrase " let yourself go" was something they would say frequently and as embarrassing it was to be exposed naked in front of them I do remember the sensations of orgasm and often several times during the same exam. The more I developed the more intense the exams became as one of them fondled my breasts claiming examination the other would be examining my vagina causing my arousal. What I went through is identical to what Maria experienced and she was there almost a year longer. I wasn't spanked often over those years compared to many of the other girls but the spanking was also humiliating since our skirt was pulled up and panties removed. I never really spoke to many people about this and tried not to think about it. Maria and I talk about it fairly often now and it makes me angry now instead of the embarrassing part of discussing it. I have told my husband of some of what went on but have never told him how often they were able to have me orgasm during the exams . I still have not told him about that part of it and probably never will since it still makes me feel to much humiliation that they were able to do that to me and probably many other girls. I'm glad I am friends with Maria once again and talking to her about those years puts my mind more at ease. Even though its 40 years ago it is a traumatic time of my life that I wish not to think about.

My neighbor Clara is a 44 year old naïve hypochondriac and lives directly across the hall from my apartment. I'm 73 years old, retired, never married and living alone once again. I have known her for over three years and we are sort of friends visiting each other often for snacks and dinners sometimes. She has always complained of medical problems but never seemed seriously ill or sick. Over the last year she has gotten much worse with her complaints of illness or just aches and pains. About ten months ago she began showing me areas of her body that hurt often exposing herself showing me areas of her breasts and often her hip and even the cheeks of her but. At the time I'm sure she did it innocently trusting my old age I presume. One night in particular I guess about 5 months ago she asked me to rub the thigh of her left leg baring the entire left cheek of her butt which I also took advantage to rub for her. With my prostrate problems I hardly ever masturbate anymore but that night aroused me enough to do so. I began to realize how naïve Clara truly is and began taking advantage of her buy offering to ease her pains regardless of where they might be. I started visiting her more often and instead of waiting for her to complain about something I began asking her where she was hurting. I got bold enough after a week or so to suggest she only wear a bathrobe or night gown when I come over which to my surprise she began doing. The first few times she had a bra and panties on which was fine with me since it had been years since I had seen a women in underwear. She unashamedly had me rub her legs, shoulders and allowed me to rub her inner thighs which had me achieve erections a few times. I got up the nerve one night and suggested to Clara that if she really wanted me to sooth her aches and pains she should not have underwear on. I did say I didn't want to embarrass her but mentioned my age and told her I didn't want to offend her either and that I had already seen parts of her private areas anyhow. Instead of being offended by what I said she only asked if it would bother me. That's the first time I ever told her I had a prostate problem telling her I was impotent and no longer interested in sex which was a boldface lie. The next night was the first time I saw her naked and although she doesn't have a perfect body she is still built well at her age. I controlled myself for a few weeks only touching her breasts briefly and letting the back of my hands touch her pubic hair. Little by little I took more liberties and finally the one night noticed how she was becoming aroused. This had me aroused also and I simply asked her if it was ok to touch her vagina and with that she only shook her head yes. I didn't finger her right away but without asking did fondle her breasts. By then I knew she was aroused and that was when I began masturbating her telling her she needed it to help stress and forget about aches. I know for a fact she had 2 orgasms that night and since then have been masturbating her twice or three times a week. Each time I'm with her like that I am able to masturbate myself when I get back to my apartment. I try to masturbate other times but have difficulty getting an erection. Even when I can get an erection its not nearly as hard as it was years ago but I am able to ejaculate. Clara is oblivious to how excited I get or the fact I am aroused by her. I never penetrated her anally yet but I do rub lotion on her anus and she seems to enjoy when I do. She allows me to bend up and open her legs apart and seems to have no embarrassment the way I position her. There have been times when she told me it humiliates her but if I ask if she wants me to stop she always says no. I only have to ask how she feels and if she wants me to come over at night. I have never exposed myself to her and think its best if she doesn't find out how aroused I get doing all these things with her.