What brought you here? How long have you had this kink? Have you always, or did you have an experience?

[Enfishot]

What brought me here is that there are so many different aspects of the ENF genre.
I love seeing the " desperation" of girls trying to cover their "private" parts. Especially when they realize that they either forgot to cover a part or a part is still exposed.

I am also kinda fascinated how some girls rather cover their pussies with both hands at the expense of leaving their boobs exposed .

I've also recently found myself fascinated with the idea of "selective" embarrassment: that is, the idea that a group a girl is comfortable a partner or fellow girls seeing her naked but rush to cover up when a stranger shows up.

Finally, I love the idea that when you see someone naked , they know that you cannot unsee that...ever

[CarolineT]

What brought me here was my childhood experience that I posted a story about. I was stripped of my bathing suit by my aunt in front of my boy cousins and my uncle when I was about 10 years old. It was a very traumatic and embarrassing experience when she just grabbed the shoulder straps and pulled my bathing suit completely down my body leaving me nude as my cousins watched.

[CinnabarSunset]

I don't remember exactly how I found this site, but it wasn't a coincidence. It probably came up as a search result, or I saw a link to it on a related site/forum.

The main question here is tricky to answer. I first became aware that I enjoyed ENF scenes when I was 13 and chanced upon some ecchi manga. Shortly after that, I started actively seeking out more of it, which thankfully wasn't difficult. There's a lot of it out there.

That happened right about the time that my sexual awakening was beginning. I still don't know to what extent lewd manga/anime created my ENF interest, versus just resonating with me because I was "naturally" this way.

There's probably another thread to unravel here, and it speaks to something a few users talked about on page 1. Growing up, ENM and EUM scenes were somewhat common in kids' cartoons, shows, and movies. ENF and EUF scenes almost didn't exist in those media. I felt some boyish frustration over that glaring double standard. So I enjoyed seeing the occasional (once in a blue moon) EUF moment, even before I had any inkling of sexual thought. It's possible that that tendency of mine got confused and mixed in with everything else once puberty began.

After hating ENM scenes/stories for a long time, I eventually came around to enjoying those too, although that's moving a bit past the origin story.

Finally, I love the idea that when you see someone naked , they know that you cannot unsee that...ever

I've always thought the same - there's no putting that genie back in the bottle!

What brought me here was my childhood experience that I posted a story about. I was stripped of my bathing suit by my aunt in front of my boy cousins and my uncle when I was about 10 years old. It was a very traumatic and embarrassing experience when she just grabbed the shoulder straps and pulled my bathing suit completely down my body leaving me nude as my cousins watched.

I distinctly remember reading your story. While I haven't read most of the posts in this thread, I think yours must be an uncommonly intense EN[X] origin story. I was always private by nature and had some childhood shyness about my body, and I can only imagine how impactful and humiliating that event must have been.

[Buejelmann]

Hello, I'm new in this forum, but I've been following the sadly defunct site and its discord for a good while!

I must admit that my main kink is bondage (both active and passive), but I find it particularly exciting when the hands are tied behind the back and unable to cover the naked private parts... Excitement and embarrassment make such an interesting mixture, and it's not really exhibitionism when you cannot help it, right? So you can wash your tied hands in innocence...

Of course, growing up I was too ashamed to show any of this to anybody. Sure, we played "spin the bottle" as children, and I found myself naked and embarrassed, but couldn't really enjoy it.

When I was around 14, I occasionally dared myself to streak naked in our garden, late in the evening when it was dark and nobody would catch me. I guess I would have loved to do it with my hands tied behind my back, but I had nobody to tie me up, let alone naked, and I hadn't mastered the art of self-bondage yet.

Only once I was caught by my big sister, sneaking back in through the cellar door. I panicked and fled, and we never talked about this incident.

It was about this time that my father showed me typesetting with LaTeX, and I was fascinated that you could write whole books with that -- but I had no idea what to write about. My father strangely proposed to write something about exhibitionists. I didn't really react to this; it was only later that I understood my sister must have told him how she caught me running around naked in our garden. But I don't know what he thought to accomplish with this ironic remark. And even less did I imagine that years later, I would really write a whole book of naked bondage stories with LaTeX.

[RaccoonBatteryStaple]

Hello, I'm new in this forum

Welcome!

I find it particularly exciting when the hands are tied behind the back and unable to cover the naked private parts... Excitement and embarrassment make such an interesting mixture, and it's not really exhibitionism when you cannot help it, right?

Right! There's that sense of powerlessness, too -- you can't really prevent being exposed at that point. And with everything now out of your control, it pretty much frees you from responsibility for what comes next, and that's pretty heady stuff!

[jllash]

For me, I believe my attraction towards ENF started from the poker scene from The Parent Trap, my young brain fell in love at the idea of a girl putting her clothes on the line and making a daring bet and losing, and her opponent girl being smug at her having to get naked, and that they steal her clothes so she's forced to run naked back.
I fantasized being an observer watching it happen to girls in my class, or imagining self-inserting myself as the winner, so I could defeat a girl in a naked bet and stealing her clothes so she has to run naked.
I got into CFNM a bit later, I always had a deep fear of being seen naked growing up, but eventually I loved the idea of self-inserting myself into the losing role (as a guy), losing a naked bet to a girl and she steals my clothes after so I have to streak naked. I still find the idea deeply embarrassing but a part of me wants it to happen.

Only once I was caught by my big sister, sneaking back in through the cellar door. I panicked and fled, and we never talked about this incident.

My father strangely proposed to write something about exhibitionists. I didn't really react to this; it was only later that I understood my sister must have told him how she caught me running around naked in our garden. But I don't know what he thought to accomplish with this ironic remark

Did your sister see everything when she caught you? Or did you notice her and cover before she saw anything? How did it go down? How much older is she?

I imagine your father hoped you would channel your "exhibitionist" proclivities into writing instead of living them out since there's a risk of potentially ruining your life if you were caught naked in public.