So I know photos of my mother in law just like that exist, certainly topless at the beach and topless posing, probably more. Sister in law has accidentally seen them.. But I am yet to find them! Very frustrating.

Tactical error leads to ENF
 

This is an experience first posted in the Mixed European Sauna thread in response to a question about how guys don't get hard in the sauna.

I was traveling with two female friends from university, one brunette one blonde. The blonde was a casual friend. The brunette I knew better as I had been her team lead for various school projects.

It was April. We were traveling through Europe and were in southern Spain. The hostel we were staying in had short, dead-end corridors off the main hallway such that in each branch there were three doors, one to the left, one to the right and one straight ahead. The girls room was to the right mine was straight ahead and our bathroom was to the left. The bathroom had two stalls, the one on the left being the toilet and the one on the right being the shower.

We all needed a shower. I was the first to take one. There were no hooks for clothes so they were over the stall door. I was minding my own business when suddenly I saw my clothes disappear. That situation had always been a fantasy of mine - either as prankster or victim. I think my body's response was to overdose on adrenaline and testosterone. I don't want to say that I have never gotten harder in my life because I didn't marry either of those girls, but to that point I had never felt as hard. I didn't want to go to my room with a raging hard-on. I had to wait ten minutes for it to calm down. Eventually I opened the stall door and headed toward the bathroom exit. I made it about two steps before I was fully erect again. I knew I couldn't wait another ten minutes so, refusing to be embarrassed, I held my head high (both of them actually) and headed for the door.

I knew which one had done it. The blonde was a pretty, girl next door type. The brunette was fantasy material for all the guys in the school. In fact, she had trouble developing friendships with some of her female classmates because of their envy of her.

I opened the bathroom door and I saw the girls room door was ajar. Rather than turning and heading to my room I went straight to the girls' room. As I suspected, the brunette was peaking through the crack in the door with her camera and waiting for me to race to my room in the hopes of getting a pic of my butt. She was shocked when I went straight into her room. When she looked down and saw me, literally every inch of me, she gasped and was even more embarrassed - completely red faced. I pressed my advantage by standing right in front of her with my arms akimbo giving her a full-frontal view for about 15-20 seconds. I asked if she was enjoying the view. Then I asked for my towel and clothes. She said they were on my bed. All the while she was putting her arms in front of her body and bending over as if she was the one exposed. She couldn't stop laughing from vicarious embarrassment. I then went to my room to dry off and dress.

Of course, the most important part of that story is that I was the first one to take a shower. Tactical mistake. When she took her shower I took her clothes. I figured since she forced me into playing the children's game I'll-show-you-mine-if-you-show-me-yours, I would be happy to play along.

I went into the toilet stall and stood on the toilet to voyeur her showering. Beautiful breasts, I can remember them to this day. A full C-cup, conical, parallel to the floor. They couldn't have been larger without sagging. Her nipples were dark pink and covered the entire tip of her breasts. By the time she turned the water off I was standing outside the stall. She timidly opened the shower door trying to see if I was there. Before she could see me I could see her right breast and her full, untrimmed bush (no one shaved back then). She had a beautiful shag carpet. As soon as she saw me she closed the door again.

I took pity on her and gave her her clothes back. While I now regret the lost opportunity to see more, that was the right thing to do at the time. I knew she wasn't interested in me romantically. She was trying to meet other emotional needs through her behavior. Showing respect by not pushing for more was my responsibility as a friend. As I was giving her clothes back I remember thinking, "I just saw what every guy in school dreamed of seeing." That would have to be enough for me.

I had an amazing experience with best friend from college, her husband, and my wife. My friend (I'll call her D) is shorter and well endowed - more about that later! She has dark brunette hair, about shoulder length, and a cute face. My wife is tall, skinny, with small, perky tits and long light blonde hair. We're all about 30 at this time.

We were on a trip exploring Hawaii and stayed in a rental that was secluded, tucked in to the jungle but with a beautiful clear view of the ocean. There were three rooms, but one was not rented and we were the only guests. In the back of the house (with the distant ocean view) there is a swimming pool with loungers and a grill.

We spent a day driving around the island exploring hikes and waterfalls. I had many great views throughout the day as I followed behind while climbing up steep slopes, watching butts wiggle in bikini bottoms. My wife, a bit of an exhibitionist, had bought some bikinis for the trip - the kind that have more string than fabric and leave (almost) nothing to the imagination. At one point, watching both girls walking up a hill side by side, I loved watching my wife's petite little ass right next to D's big, round butt just feet from my face. The comparison somehow made both more enjoyable. I drove from spot to spot as they drank. Inhibitions started to drop as the day went on and they had more drinks - at one point my wife, on top of a big rock, turned with a grin and gave everyone a quick flash of her tits before jumping into a swimming hole.

As the day wound down and the group got more buzzed, we made plans to grill dinner and sit around the pool. We set up by the pool with more drinks. The wives and I floated in the pool and D's husband laid in a lounger and watched. Again, as we drank more our inhibitions continued to drop. The wives started playing more physically, hugging and giggling.

I got out to start grilling. As I got out, D gave a wolf whistle and grabbed at my shorts playfully which (to my dismay) only pulled down partially and did not fall. I turned to watch my wife in retaliation, laughing hysterically, pull down D's bikini top, fully exposing her beautiful, massive boobs with perfect, dark nipples. They are more perky than I imagined. I had, obviously, always known they are big and nice, but this somehow exceeded all my expectations.

For some back story here, the most I had ever seen of D was cleavage and some nice views in thin shirts without bras. Once, we went to a Halloween party together and she was in a tight, lacy outfit with cleavage busting out the top. She has, however, always been very flirty with me, often asking what I think of sl*tty outfits and talking about sex in detail. All this to say, there has been some sexual tension between us.

Anyway, back to the pool: at this point, we are all comfortably drunk and my wife has just exposed my friend's tits. I stared. She raised her arms above her head, laughing, as if to proudly present herself. I said, "Wow!" Without missing a beat, D slipped down while my wife pulled up and her top came off. She turned around and did the same to my wife, exposing her little boobs and hard nipples. D swam over next to her husband and reached in to her bag. I was surprised to see her GoPro come out. She started recording and passed it to her husband while she swam back to my wife. They continued to play with each other, showing off to the camera, pinching nipples, grabbing all over, and laughing hysterically. I finished grilling, put the food under some foil, and joined the husband next to the pool. He handed me the camera and grinned nervously. While my wife and I are swingers and nudists, I knew this was the most naked either of them had been around people. I could see the bulge in his swim shorts and was surprised he was larger than I expected. I happily took over camera duty, determined to capture good evidence of this fantasy-come-true.

I sat on the edge with my legs in the water, recording them as they flaunted around. D swam to me, holding her tits up, shaking them up and down like maracas as I recorded her. I realized as she got closer that I was now fully erect, a firm tent poking straight up. D floated to me and grabbed my knees to brace herself. She looked directly at my hard cock in my bathing suit (at this point, inches away) and gave a loud, exaggerated, gasp. Then she grinned at me and, apparently determined to continue teasing me, she grabbed her boobs, squeezed them up and together, and opened her mouth suggestively. My wife swam up behind her, reached around, and rubbed D's big hard nipples, showing them off to us. I couldn't believe the show I was getting. They floated away backwards, then switched positions with my wife floating and D holding her up and playing with her nipples, facing us. Both were clearly turned on. They turned, faced each other, and pulled in close. I was amazed to see them start kissing - at first drunkenly hesitant, then enthusiastic.

We were reminded that we had invited the rental hosts to join us to eat when they came outside, interrupting the festivities. The girls separated quickly and we broke into casual chat. They stayed topless while we sat down to eat, which I think surprised the hosts. While they didn't say anything, I realized later they could probably see us the whole time before coming out. We ate dinner together and went back to the common area.

I was hopeful to continue the fun, but the moment seemed to have stalled after being interrupted. D declared it time for bed and they retreated to their room. Being in the jungle, it was a quiet place. We could hear everything from their room in the common area. We heard the slap of wet swimsuits hitting the floor. D giggled. We heard her husband laugh, then moan. I couldn't help but imagine her on her knees, stroking his dick with her lips with her beautiful tits out. My wife and I looked at each other. I think we were both waiting to see what the other did. We listened as the noises got heavier and the rhythm started. My wife stood up, took off her bottoms, and led me over to our room by my hand.

As I entered, I decided to leave the door open, secretly hoping that they might come out of their room to see us going at it. I laid my wife on the bed, legs spread, with her pussy to the open door. I moved around the bed, next to her head, and offered her my dick. She took me in her mouth, moaning. Thinking about our friends exiting their room to find us in that position almost had me finish right then. Abruptly, she told me she wanted me inside of her. I was loving this, because I knew our friends could hear every noise and word just as clearly as we could. We continued until we both came loudly. Unfortunately, our friends didn't come out of their room and catch us.

Our trip ended the following day, so we never got to see if we could have taken it further. Although my wife admitted later that she doesn't think she would want me to have sex with D, I think we could have a good time playing in the same room.

Wife’s bestie
 

Omg this just happened this morning. I’m scrolling fet, and checked my wife’s activity on there (yes, both her and I are naked on both our accounts) and saw she just friended her bestie on there. It was a new account, so naturally, I sent a request. Her friend only has one publicly available photo, but to my great surprise and delight, she has a handful of tit pics set to friends only.

Such amazing and giant tits on this woman.

What's "fet"?

Fetlife, a social media for kinky folks

It’s basically facebook but with naked people. Some kinky, some vanilla.

Best Man
 

I was Best man at Guy and Nurses Wedding. I'm sure t'was HER who chose ME ! A couple of weeks after their Honeymoon, Guy accosted me in out Local, inviting me to call at their Apartment. I went, being persuaded to stay the night. About 2 am the light went on as Nurse entered, bollock naked. I rose from the sofa bed and followed her into the kitchen. "Please don't touch me !" she pleaded, eyeing me up as she drew a cup of water. The light was extinguished with a swift click as she returned to the bedroom. Seemingly, Guy had a Sleep Problem, needing Instant Tablets. The following month, the same. But I was ready and waiting, purposely staying awake and stroking my penis to its greatest extent in anticipation. She entered, naked. I leapt from between the damp sheets and pursued her into the kitchen. "Please" she sobbed, "don't touch me!" water spilling from her shaking right hand, her left held as a barrier between us as she eyed my erection when reaching for the light switch. They emigrated, and I saw and heard neither hair nor hide for 40 years.

The phone rang. T'was Nurse. She announced they were back in the UK, staying for a time in order to enhance their Old Age Pension. They would motor up next weekend. Forewarned is Forearmed. The morning following their late arrival, my wife rose at 8am to prepare breakfast. I rose and stood, naked, in our bedroom door. A now much chubbier Nurse emerged, d****d in her house coat and stood before me. "You know exactly what I want." I growled. "Yes!" she sighed. Dishes clattered, so I withdrew as she went to greet my wife. This scene was repeated several times over the next few years, with no signs of us ever being left alone together.

Again the Phone rang. An unknown Mobile Number. "We'er at Heathrow!" sobbed Nurse. "He's taking us back!" In the background, the tannoy announced the Final call for their Flight. It had a hollow tone, as though it was from the inside of the Ladies Toilet. The line went dead. Three years later, Nurse followed suit.