Actually, a huge part of the appeal of CFNM lies precisely in that flipping of expectations. For girls, it can be wonderful to escape being the centre of attention, to become the voyeur rather than the exhibitionist. And vice versa for guys.

But men and women also have a very different attitude to the clothes they wear. For men, their suits, shirts and jackets are practical, social, they help to impress, to ward off the elements, to disguise flaws. But when it comes to sex, sensuality, intimacy – then they are little more than an impediment. By stripping down, a man makes a statement that he is relaxed, off his guard, approachable.

While women use clothes in some of the same ways, ultimately their relationship with their wardrobes is much more all-encompassing. Clothes aren’t just about projecting an image for the outside world. They’re also about weaving fantasies, creating a special magic, especially inside the boudoir.

This fantasy can be just as powerful for the man as for the woman, especially when he is nude. Nudity is his entrance ticket to her fantasy world – a price well-worth paying. Without the distraction of his own apparel, he can fully absorb the loveliness of her clothed body and, if he is fortunate, get to feel her silk, chiffon and lace on his own bare skin.

So take your clothes off, you lucky boys.

Needless to say, those handsome studs at ExtremeCFNM offer only the biggest, chunkiest, hardest dicks. And no hetero lady in her right mind is going to turn up her nose at a pair of strong thighs, a set of rippling abs and, somewhere in the middle, a length of prime flesh soaring in defiance of gravity. But my point is, a dick doesn’t necessarily have to be big and hard to give pleasure to a girl. A small dick can be cute and funny. And a detumescent dick can also be very sensuous in its own right.

Picture a guy sprawled naked on a bed, relaxed, asleep. Reclining next to him, a girl in lingerie. She’s awake, her eyes drawn to the soft penis slumbering on the man’s thigh. Snuggling next to him, she rests her cheek on his lap. Nuzzling closer, she brushes her pretty nose and lips against his cock, enjoying its warmth, its silkiness, its subtle tremors of life. She kisses it, then pokes out her tongue, and finally it stirs playfully, waking, poking her back. A floppy, flaccid dick is a playmate, something to cuddle up to and joke around with, and it’s full of the promise of future excitements.

Not all dicks are equal. Some are big and flashy, the celebs of the dick world. Some are quirky comedy dicks. Others are shy and in danger of being overlooked. But whether hard or soft, big or small, any dick is worth at least a second look.

Which makes it an ideal opportunity to take a step back and consider just what makes a good piece of CFNM erotica.

Let’s look at the heroine first of all. Young? Mature? Statuesque? Slender? I must admit, my instinct is for a heroine on the youthful and elfin side. Partly, this is because I enjoy creating characters of that sort. But it’s also because, the more fresh and delicate the heroine is, the more it throws into relief the power she has over her male victims. That said, I can also see the appeal of a mature female lead – I’d love to know what you think.

And what about her personality? Is she a novice, or experienced? On a voyage of discovery, or does she know exactly what she wants from her male prey? Is she basically an ordinary girl, or is she perhaps a budding sadist? This is something that can be quite tricky. On the one hand, you want the heroine to be demanding, pushing her male submissives to extremes of suffering and humiliation. On the other hand, from the reader’s point of view, it’s important for her to be an attractive and approachable figure.

Now for the guy. Here, there are two main options. A hunk – young, muscles, big swinging dick under a rippling six-pack. Or you can go the other route – an older guy or nerdy-type, with an average or poor body, perhaps much less well endowed. I must confess, I have a great fondness for the second option. There’s something so exhilarating about an older average guy baring all for a young hot girl with a perfect body. That said, a young, studly guy can bring much-needed romance and glamour. Luckily, there’s no reason why a story shouldn’t have both.

Lastly, there is the dramatic set-up, the reason the guy gets naked. Well, it’s not brain-surgery – the guy should be forced into stripping against his will, ideally in a situation that leads to public exposure and humiliation. Right? Well, yes, except that, from my point of view as a writer, the sexiest thing is consent – the guy has to learn to love his humiliation and embrace it.

These, at any rate, are my thoughts as they stand right now, as I’m poised to open up a new file and write those exciting but challenging words, “Chapter One.” Do you agree? Please let me know what you think, folks. And will the story I’m about to write fit the bill as I’ve just described it? Probably not!

It happened one rainy summer when I was in my teens. That holiday, I spent most of my time idling around the shops with my best friend Jessica, but every now and then we’d run into a boy called Steve. (All names changed, of course.)

Steve was one of those cocky, precocious types. I’m not sure how far his experience extended, but he always pretended to know more about sex than anyone else. His chatter was full of obscure references to outré sexual positions and fetishes. Depending on his mood, he could be annoying or charming, but he was always provocative.

On that particular afternoon, Steve was with a friend called George. They were about to rent a movie and watch it at George’s house, on his parents’ gigantic TV. As it was yet another wet afternoon in what was turning out to be a real washout of a summer, we agreed to tag along. It proved to be a painless way of killing a few hours. The movie wasn’t that great, but the wraparound sofa in George’s parents’ sweeping lounge was super comfortable, and we had soft drinks and popcorn to sweeten things still further.

Once the movie ended, Steve suggested a quiz. I immediately smelt a rat. Steve was always trying to lure girls into playing strip poker, or other games that might result in the shedding of clothes. But surely he knew how little chance he stood with me? I had the rep of being exceedingly prim and proper. Did he seriously think he could break through my reserve with a movie and a can of Diet Coke? As for Jessica, no way would she fall for anything like that – even loaded up on sugar, she was a bit of an ice queen.

But no, Steve had a slightly different plan. He proposed that we split into boy-girl groups, me and him, George and Jessica. The girls would answer questions and, if they got them wrong, the boys would have to remove an item of clothing.

How or why he came up with the idea I’ll never know. Maybe he’d been reading about CFNM in his nightly trawls of Internet porn sites, and liked the sound of it. Maybe he thought (mistakenly) that if the boys got naked, there was every chance we would follow. Maybe he was bored and he just wanted someone, anyone to get naked.

But CFNM makes me see men in a completely different light. A guy doesn’t have to be an Adonis for me to find him sexy. He can be middle-aged, or under-endowed, or have love-handles and little wobbly man-tits. I don’t mind if he’s short or going bald. As long as he’s well-scrubbed and not too much of a woolly-back, almost any guy can turn me on.

There’s but one requirement: he has to be really, really, really into CFNM. That means he has to love exposing every inch of himself to any girl who’s interested. He also has to embrace the idea that, while she’ll get to explore his every nook and cranny, he’ll be lucky if he sees past her knees. In addition, just because she deigns, out of the kindness of her heart, to run her lovely eyes over his quivering bare skin, and perhaps weigh his balls with her glossy-nailed fingers, he shouldn’t take this as a come on: his balls are in the hands of a lady, and he should treat her with respect and courtliness.

This power to make almost any guy sexy (at least to me – maybe other girls feel differently) is one of the things I love most about CFNM. It’s part of its relaxed, high-spirited quality. And what works for NMs also works for CFs. Girls, you don’t have to be gorgeous 19-year-old with big boobs and a perfect figure to get men to drop trou. You can be the neighbour’s wife, you can be a grandmother. If you’re female, there will be guys who’ll just adore getting their kit off for you. Including ones with broad shoulders, narrow waists and long legs …

It’s that time of year again, broken resolutions, too much eaten over the holiday season… well we’re here to give you a break and help you relax again. Christmas – and any holiday season for that matter – can be a very stressful time. Have you remembered presents for everybody, the presents you have bought you worry about if the recipient will like them. Is everything ready for the big day including lunch? The list is endless…

Then after all that you let go at new years celebrations and drink far too much.

Well, now is the time to kick back, relax and enjoy yourself watching others getting drunk – and probably big hangovers – at CFNM parties all over the UK and in Europe. ExtremeCFNM has a great selection of some of the best and real CFNM action you are likely to see. If you don’t believe us then check out our free tour.

We hope that you all have a fun filled prosperous new year and keep on enjoying CFNM!

In reality, I’ll be spending it with the folks, so there won’t be much time for indulging beloved fetishes. All the same, I can’t help picturing the sorts of things a devoted CFNM couple might get up to.

For a start, they could send out CFNM-themed Christmas cards to all their pals. Images could include a guys versus girls snowball fight, with the girls in cute bobble hats and mittens and the guys naked, ice crystals clinging to their bare skin. Or CFNM Santa, naked apart from his fur-trimmed hat and curly white beard. Or CFNM carol-singers.

And in the run-up to Christmas they could have fun sourcing CFNM-themed presents for each other.

If you’re a guy looking for a kinky festive gift for your girlfriend or spouse, why not get her a selection of body paints so she can decorate your naked flesh with festive motifs? Or a cute little nurse outfit so she can give you a seasonal check-up? Or, if you’re ready to take that next step into submissive maledom, why not treat her to a strap-on? Few things put a smile on a girl’s face like 9 inches of realistically moulded silicone rubber – unless it’s 12 inches. They’re cheaper than jewellery, perfume, handbags or shoes, but, if you opt for a vibrating one, remember to lay in extra batteries.

Girls, you might get your guy some bronzer to lend a healthy golden glow to his unclothed bod. Or why not look into buying him some cock and ball bling? If you’re after a present of timeless simplicity, there’s the traditional Prince Albert cock ring, but far more complicated arrangements are available too – for example, if the man in your life tends to get over-excited at Christmas, you might consider keeping him in check with a stainless steel urethral plug.

Yes, I can just picture the ideal CFNM couple, playing with their presents beside a roaring fire. And if the girl doesn’t like what the guy got her, she can also roast some chestnuts instead.

As CFNM male strippers we love the crimbo season, it results in some of the wildest parties that you are likely to see. Everybody is off work, the alcohol flows freely, and no girl in the room wants to miss out on any of the CFNM action. It’s just a recipe for fun.

We truly hope that you all have a fantastic holiday season (whether or not you celebrate Christmas). The most important thing is to kick back, take it easy, and enjoy what time you have.

Merry Christmas!

Don’t get me wrong, when I’m out with the girls, there’s nothing I like more than a polished striptease with the traditional reveals – those oiled pecs bursting out of a policeman’s tunic, the moment when the trousers with Velcro sides come flying off. But when it’s just me and my boyfriend (or some other willing amateur) I like to do things my own way.

I like the guy to strip from the bottom up.

There I am, curled up in a corner of the sofa, looking as cute as a kitten in a calendar in my slim-cut jeans and snug jersey top. I’m nursing a glass of Pinot Noir and a wicked grin and my eyes are sparkling greedily. Some R&B pop is tinkling away in the background, and the guy’s standing there in front of me with an eager but nervous smile. He doffs his jacket or sweater, his trembling fingers drift to the buttons of his shirt, and that’s when I shake my head and point casually to his trousers.

His brows shoot up, as though to ask, “Already?” I say nothing, but my lovely grey eyes darken just enough to put the fear of God into him.

Hands quivering, he pops the waistband. I savour the moment of awkwardness as he fumbles the trousers down his brawny legs and over his feet. When he straightens up, his face is flushed and his shirt is dangling down over the tops of his bare thighs, almost covering his briefs.

And that’s where I point next.

I do it with a slight pout, as though I’m already growing bored and he better hurry up and impress me. That’s usually all the motivation he needs to send his undies plunging to his ankles.

And now comes my favourite part. Technically, the guy is still half-clothed, but the shirt on top only makes the bottom half seem even more naked. I love the way the guy’s swelling dick pokes out from under the fabric, waving hello. I encourage him to move around and I’m just as entranced by the view from the rear, the shirt-tail hugging the contours of his tight little bum.

Finally, I tell him to pull the shirt over his head, so I can take in the whole sweep of his body, and now he doesn’t have a stitch on him.

The naked male. Just as nature intended.

And that, of course, is when the fun really begins …

To date she has release three books; CFNM Princess, CFNM Goddess, and here latest CFNM Sugar Daddy.

We very much look forward to hearing from Cassie and all her thoughts on CFNM.

If you want to know more check out her CFNM website.