Naked in a Cave

By D. E. La Faye

Aaron usually celebrates National Nude Day deep down in a touristy cave with a daring group of his friends, all in their birthday suits!

 

This year he's flying solo, and ends up flying by the seat of his pants when an old crush from college shows up. As he tries to repay a heartfelt favor that's long overdue, their mild delinquency runs the risk of turning into some major embarrassment, if not a ban from the event itslef.

 

But of course they'll need to find a way to stay warm in the meanwhile!

• Language: English
• Publisher: D. E. La Faye
• Release date: Jul 27, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223875406

D. E. La Faye

D. E. La Faye is like any writer that daydreams too vividly, gets swept away too easily, and feels too deeply. Writing is her happy place. Here you'll find her daydreams flushed out with ample spice. Her worlds play by her rules, catering to her preferences, principally of strong women, or eventually strong women, who embrace their darkness as well as their libidos. But also of werewolves existing in multiple, brooding forms, time being an illusion that can be molded, true love existing, dragons hoarding more than gold, etc.

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Naked in a Cave

It wouldn’t be my first time. Hell, it wouldn’t even be my first time naked. But it would be my first time doing it alone. Usually a whole group of us did it together. This year none of them would be around for the annual ‘ Naked in a Cave’ event. Going solo didn’t really bother me. I mean, how often do you get to descend roughly fifteen stories below the surface and explore a living, limestone cave? In your birthday suit?!

I’d been going every year since they started and wasn’t about to miss one. If nothing else, my gut was telling me I needed to be there. Now, I’m not that guy. Alright? But there really are times when it pays to listen to your own intuition. Other times, often, reason and logic are your best guides. You learn which to listen to louder and when, sometimes you learn the hard way.

Dwelling on that too much though, the things you’ve fucked up, lost, or missed out on, some you haven’t even realized, what good is that? That’s no way to live. But come on, who doesn’t occasionally think back and wonder at some of the stupider shit they’ve done?

Maybe walking around bare assed in a cave that stays a steady 52 degrees sounds like one of those things. It isn’t. It’s amazing! And so are most of the people. So genial, loving, and free. Who knows? Maybe I’d get lucky and get my dick sucked while I was down there. A guy can dream, right?

I THOUGHT I WAS DREAMING when I first saw her. For a moment it was beyond surreal. Here? On this night?! The last time I saw her was about five years ago, back in college. My gut had told me to go after her then, but I let her go without much of a fight. Definitely one of the stupider things I’ve done. I thought I’d have more time, more chances, I always did. How was I supposed to know she was going to leave?!

She hadn’t changed a bit. Dark, curly hair, porcelain skin, great curves always drawing my eyes straight to her ass. For a runner she had an amazing derriere, as in she actually had one you could really see yourself grabbing a hold of. If only I’d ever done more than imagine.

Still dressed, she was being ushered to the changing rooms. Following her now would just be creepy, but I needed to talk to her. I’d already stripped to nothing but my shoes and the thick, black robe they give you when you get to their little cocktail hour before heading down to the cave. The reception area was buzzing with people of all ages, shapes, and