Interesting!
 

Very interesting observations! I wonder about in the privacy of the bedroom now. I've never really noticed before but I think my wife will remove her shirt (she rarely wears a bra at home) and then her pants/panties. Now I'm going to have to watch more closely!

Earl
(*Eagerly waiting to take notes!) :D

I have an idea that they are a little more shy about having their tits exposed, than their pussy. Might relate to feeling inferior to other women, whereas their pussy is more like all the other women. I have certainly seen this too....

When my wife strips before bed, 9 times out of 10 she removes her bottoms and underwear before taking off her shirt and bra... I have no idea why but I'm not complaining!

Also any time we have played a strip game, her bra always goes before her panties... And getting dressed the bra goes back on first.

My Bonnie is the same way. She will always take her panties off first when we go to bed. I'll get hard seeing her baldy and we usually end up in bed having sex with her bra still on. I don't mind either way, her titties look nice in a bra.

It's funny, we've played strip games with friends too, and Bonnie's panties are always the last thing off, and our friends wives do the same..lol...

pussy slip on the beach
 

In summer 2010 me and me wife met some strangers on the beach and they had a little baby girl. The small one sat in the sun, we gave them a sun umbrela and became a little bit friends. That couple were at the beach with wife`s sister....a brunette witch had the bikini a little larger and her`s lips slips very offen to my desperation and even almost full pussy once time. Well...because in 2010 were very few cameras with zoom...I took my chance and took some pictures of hers lips for a little far away but I never manage to catch a full slip and it was a little dangerous for me if they see that I point my camera towars her`s pussy. I put some pics, is not much but I assure u the pics are real and un can`t find them anywere elese. Well...is not much but the way she moved on the sand near me and flashing unintentionaly her lips.....are in my mind even now. Enjoy!

We shared a beach condo with some friends, Ken & Logan, actually the Logan was friends with my wife from a class they took, I had only met them at dinner a week before for planning. They were a bit younger, attractive, my wife always brags about my cooking, so they were told of gourmet treats every night. The first night we arrived it was too late to do anything but go to a restaurant. The next day we hung out on the beach most of the day, but about 4 I said I was going back to the condo to make a bouillabaisse for dinner, Logan asked if she could watch and learn, sure, my wife was going to take a walk, Ken was just going to stay until my wife got back.

I took a quick shower and started getting my ingredients all lined up, Logan went to shower when I got out. A few minutes later I was chopping and Logan came out wrapped in a towel and her hair in one too. She came over to see what I was doing, she wanted to write it all down, she sat on a bar stool, still in her towel, and asked me what I had done so far. Then she said it was hot in here with the stove on and she stood up and adjusted her towel so it was just around her waist. Of course my eyes are bugging out, she said "I hope you don't mind, we go to clothing optional beaches in Jamaica all the time".

No I didn't mind at all. My wife is about as modest as a 2 y.o., so she got into the topless mode herself when she found out.

Work wife
 

My best friend and i met at work. We almost instantly became close and over the course of two years very little remained off limits. No we never had any kind of sex nor will we. But, we had talked about fetishes and kinks and she loved teasing.

One day, we both snuck out to smoke behind the store. She had to pee but didnt want to cut her stolen break short so, knowing full well that i like watching women pee, she shucked her jeans and panties, squatted with her back against the building and legs spread wide and let me watch her relieve her, seemingly overfilled, bladder. Then used her panties to wipe and handed them to me as an "early birthday present".

I don't know if that was the case here; but it seems to me women tend to get "comfortable" when they know you're a nudist or have experienced it.

A friend/co-worker of mine once had a wardrobe malfunction/boob slip while we were hanging out - and she just giggled: "Well...it's nothing you haven't seen before!"
Another friend had a small child. We were hanging out at her place when she brought up breastfeeding. She mused about me having "probably seen hundreds of breasts", and proceeded to completely remove her top to breastfeed!
My very own mother-in-law once came out of the shower while I was visiting, and covered herself with a towel. Right before saying: "Why do I even bother? You see naked women all the time!" and throwing her towel over her shoulder!

I think some women feel comfortable about the fact that if you're a nudist, and have been naked around other women, you're not going to "lust" if you see them undressed. But just because we may have in fact seen hundreds of women naked doesn't mean we're not going to "respond" to seeing someone we know being "comfortable!"

So years ago I visited a friend at uni. Although we were close friends and I fancied her loads, nothing ever happened. Anyway, after a night out we were very drunk and when it was time for bed, she started getting undressed in front of me. Lifted up her top and unhooked her bra. I got a great look at her boobs.
Fast forward to a few weeks ago and we were chatting on FB. During the conversation that came up. She commented that her boobs were much bigger now having had a couple of kids. She was quite drunk so I thought I'd push my lick and asked her to prove it. Sure enough, she sent me a pic.

So do we get to see the pic? :D

Long lost friend surprised me
 

My wife and I usually go to the nude beaches, so when friends visit (we live in a quite popular holiday destination, specially in the summer) and ask us to go to the beach, those are our first choice, depending on the friend of course! Some friends are not up for it or they come along only to keep their swimsuits on. But at least a couple of times I got lucky!

This one time was with this long time friend of mine from my home town, a friend from the past I had never seen in any state of nakedness before, more than swimsuit while on school trips. Although we have a lot of friends in common, we were never close. While being apart we found out we had similar tastes and interests on social networks, so she end up staying at my place for a couple of days while in here. She was open minded enough to try the nude beach and so we went. It was a wonderful surprise to see her nice boobs with inverted nipples. She kept her bottoms on tho.

She's a hot latin girl on her late 20s: slim, has black hair and light dark skin. Pretty face and very nice maybe 34b boobs. She has gotten prettier with time. She's not my type but she's definitely hot. She was pretty relaxed and cool at the beach, which made her sexier. Even asked me to take some pics with her phone and I manage to snap a few with mine. Nothing weird happened (she had a boyfriend back home and I was already with my wife) we just had a great time chilling at the beach half naked, having some beers and talking about everything.

I enclose a couple of pics of that day. Sorry: no face!

High school friends
 

Not sure this fits, but I was exposed to good friends

In the snow
 

A couple of years ago, my wife and I went to a ski resort with my best female friend.
My friend and i have been friends since highschool, but nothing has ever happened between us.
She's the athletic type (a real athlete) that acts like one of the boys. She's ok looking, but overall she looks good because of her super fit body.

Anyway, one night, after having some beers and watching a movie, somebody mentioned those old people that hang out in the snow in a bathing suit. So i said: "i would roll in the snow naked if you do it too".
My wife said: hell no! It's too cold.
My friend said: oh $hit! It's too cold, but I'm not a chicken. I'll do it if you do it.

My wife started laughing calling us a pair of idiots.
So i thought: if I'm ever going to see my friend naked, this is the opportunity. And I have my wife's permission.

It was the middle of the week, so the place was empty. Plus it was like 1am.
We meet at the door in snowboarding pants, jacket and boots, but nothing underneath.
We walked around the building to the terrace of the apartment below ours, on ground level. As we said, ok let's do it!

My wife was in the balcony right above us and laughing her ass off. It was pretty dark, so she couldn't take video or pictures. By also she couldn't see us.

So i took of my boots, jacket, pants and stayed in my boxers. I told my friend about shrinkage, to prevent any embarrassments in case it was too cold. It turned out to be semi-erect because of the situation I was in. (Despite the snow and -10 Celsius)
So i have my boxers mid thigh, i looked at my friend and she was staring at my dick. It was a stranger situation, but she seemed to like what she was looking at.
So i pulled them back up and told her: "hey, what about you. You are fully dressed". She had a ski jacket and i hadn't noticed she had no pants. So she opened her jacket and there she was... I was looking at my athletic friend fully naked! Small boobs and trimmed pussy, but amazing athletic body.
It was a thrill to be in that situation with my wife upstairs. Although she couldn't see anything from the balcony.

So i took off my boxers in one move and started running on knee deep show towards the mark we had agreed on. And i started to roll on the snow. All i heard was my friend and my wife laughing their assess off.
So, as I'm running back, i crossed paths with my friend running the opposite way to complete the challenge.

The girls were so loud that i started to get paranoid if anybody could see us and call the cops. So i started to get dressed again as quickly as my numb limbs could, and right next to my naked friend. We looked like the two stooges with no coordination and bumping onto each other.
We ran back upstairs. My friend stayed on the entrance sitting on the floor shaking and taking to my wife. I went straight to the fireplace to take off my cold clothes. I told my friend to take hers too, but she couldn't move. I was trying to make her feel comfortable in our new normal, but didn't work. So i walked naked straight through them to go take a warm shower. Afterwards, my wife had this excited face that she couldn't believe what we just did, and she pulled my towel off and threw me on to the bed...

The next day my friend said. It was so cool what we did last night! We need to do it again next vacation! Then she looked at my wife saying: but you need to do it too!

It's been too long since we've read about any pleasant surprises here, perhaps we can nudge it back into life?

I guess this kind of fits here. On holiday a few years back with friends and both girls were topless on the beach which was great. However, back in the apartment my friends girlfriend would wall around topless. It felt very different seeing her like that.and was certaiy even more enjoyable

Friends come from England for a visit
 

A number of years ago some friends that we met in Europe came for a visit to the West Coast. Our friends were a married couple. They wanted to see the U.S., so we took them on a trip in our cab-over camper. It had two beds. One over the pick-up cab, and the dinette turned into a bed. It was quite a confined space for them and my wife and I. Nothing happened sexually between the two couples, but on a two week adventure in such close quarters, it was next to impossible not to become somewhat familiar. Both of our wives had outstanding bodies, and it was difficult not to look when the guys had an opportunity. In addition, we were young with a great amount of sex drive that was impossible to keep at bay.

I suppose it started with us all riding together in the single cab bench seat of the pick-up. I began to feel my wife's boob as she sat next to me while I was driving down the highway. He started doing likewise to the right of us on the bench seat. Pretty soon, I had pulled my wife's braless jugs out of her top. He also did the same. After awhile the ladies were both riding with their blouses unbuttoned and their jugs fully exposed throughout the days of the road trip. It transgressed from that to the couples having sex at night in our respective beds with the other couple in the cab-over. Most the time the sex between the couples occurred simultaneously. Once that began to occur, the next thing to take place was getting dressed and undressed in front of one another. So by the end of the trip when we returned to our regular home, the nudity continued. We only had one bathroom, and as we all got ready each morning we went nude into the bathroom and quickly grabbed a shower and exited nude to our respective bedrooms to get dressed.

To my knowledge, the other guy never screwed my wife nor did I fuck his wife. However, the fact is, we all probably wanted to have ago at it, but my wife and I had never swung by that time, so it was not totally on our radar.

Logical reason women put on top before bottoms
 

Earlier in this thread, there was some discussion as to why women on a nude beach put their tops on before putting their bottoms on. I think I may have the answer. A number of years ago my wife would go to a biker rally and not flash anything. Once we were at a rally, and it was late at night with all the ladies liquored up and flashing tits, and with many walking or riding around topless. As usual, my wife was drinking and drunk, but not flashing anything. There was a guy standing over by her and observing her lack of participation. He said, "So what’s wrong with you, honey. Why aren’t you showing?” My wife looked at him, and then looked at all the eyes upon her and felt somewhat pressured to perform. So in one motion, she took a deep breath, turned her back to the crowd and whipped down her pants while leaning far forward and mooned the crowd around her. She could hear the howls and laughter as she pulled her pants back in place. A bunch of guys rushed over and laid beads around her neck and told her that she was awesome. After the excitement had died down a little, I asked her, “Why did you moon the crowd rather than pop your tits out for them?” She replied, “Well, both boys and girls have an ass, but only girls have titties, so I would rather the guys see something that they see on each other all the time, rather than letting them see my tits.” I waited a few moments and said, “Well, maybe both guys and gals have an ass, but only girl’s have pussies. And you leaned over so far that you flashed both your ass and pussy at them.” She went, “Oh, no. Do you care?” I replied that it made no difference to me – so long as she was O.K. with it. She said in her excitement that she really had not intended on bending over that far. The moment just took on a mind of its own. I laughed and said not to worry about it – that she was maybe the most popular girl of the night. However, for the remainder of the evening, she left the pants pulled up and just flashed tits.

My point, though, is that maybe a lot of women think the same way and want to cover their tits first, because they represent something more uniquely sexual than an ass that both men and women possess. And the pussy can be hidden a little more readily while just bending over. Just a theory.

My friend Karen
 

I had a friend in college who gave me many stories that fit this thread. Her name was Karen (actually her real name) and she was the most casual person I’ve ever known when it comes to people seeing her partially unclothed or naked. I shared a story about Karen being pantsed in front of a room full of people at a party if you want to know how I first got to know her.

This happened 30 years ago, long before cell phones, much less cell phones with cameras. And stores wouldn’t develop indecent photos even if you did have a camera. Back then the only way to take a naked picture was a Polaroid and while my parents had one, it wasn’t exactly something that college kids had available. So unfortunately I don’t have a single picture from this time, but my mental images and memories are incredibly strong.

Karen was about 5’6” and in very good shape from playing soccer competitively in high school. She had brown hair over her shoulders and brown eyes, a really cute face and medium sized b-cup breasts and a very nicely rounded butt from all the running playing soccer. She was also super-smart about almost every subject, studied hard, and only let loose and partied once or twice a month. Luckily her willingness to be seen naked had nothing to do with her partying, and in fact I saw more of her sober than I did when she was drunk.

A few random stories over a couple years in college:

Karen was at my apartment studying. We were in the living room with books spread in front of us, my roommate had just gotten stoned and was wandering around not doing anything. We decided to take a break and make a fresh pot of coffee and were standing in the kitchen talking while the coffee maker bubbled. I mentioned the party from a few weeks ago and how she had totally taken down the girl who pantsed her. I told her it was really impressive. She laughed and asked if it was what she said, or the fact that I had gotten a good look at her ass? I joked that I am a big fan of tan lines.

Karen laughed and said that if I liked tan-lines, her tits were much better than her ass. She explained that she had worn a bikini top all summer, but often wore cutoffs so her ass had gotten much less sun. I told her about how in the first playboy I had ever seen when I was younger, all the girls had tan lines and it had made an impression on me.

Karen pulled her t-shirt over her head, and then reached behind her back and un-clipped her bra, tossing both her bra and t-shirt on the counter. As she had said, her tan lines on her tits were very pronounced and her brown nipples were like an island on a sea of bright white skin. They looked absolutely fantastic, and I said so.

Karen said that if I was so into tan lines, consider this a thank you for letting me study here all the time and drink our beer and eat our food. Then she just continued talking to me with absolutely no indication that she knew she was topless in my kitchen. She wasn’t flirting or flaunting, she was just topless. After a few minutes Karen asked me what I thought of her tan-lines, and I said they were great, desperately hoping that didn’t mean the end of her show.

I decided to take a shot at extending things and asked if her tan lines on top were really that much more than the ones on her bottom. Karen nodded and pulled her sweat pants down on her hip enough to show part of her ass. I said that it looked pretty close (it didn’t), maybe she just can’t see her ass looking over her shoulder. She told me I was wrong (I was) and she couldn’t believe I couldn’t see the difference (I could).

Karen pushed her sweat pants and panties to the floor and stepped out of them. She was now completely naked except for her socks. And with perfect timing, my roommate walked into the kitchen and froze when he saw saw Karen standing there naked. He quickly apologized and said he would leave us alone figuring we were fooling around, but Karen said she needed his help. He stopped and looked at me and I just raised my eyebrows having no idea what was going on either.

Karen turned all the way around a couple times holding her arms out to the side. As she turned she asked Stan (my roommate) do you think my tan lines are more distinct on my top or my bottom. Jacksonhole thinks they’re the same.

Stan being no fool said he needed to get a good look before rendering an opinion. He walked right up to Karen and motioned for her to spin around again and this time he carefully studied her tits, ass and bush from a foot away. Karen made eye-contact with me and rolled her eyes indicating she knew what Stan was doing, but didn’t really care. After a few more spins, Stan declared that it wasn’t even close, her tan-lines were much better on her top than her bottom.

Karen felt vindicated and said so. I admitted that I had been wrong, and now I could see how much better her tan lines were on her tits than her ass. And with that settled, Karen got dressed, and we went back to talking about other stuff. Stan hovered around for a while waiting to see if Karen would get naked again, but he eventually gave up and went back to his room to get stoned and we went back to studying.

It wasn’t the last time my roommate saw Karen naked, but it was his favorite because he got such a close-up view.

Another Karen story
 

Another time a bunch of us were hanging out in one of our friends tiny backyards playing hackey sack and drinking beers. It was right after school started and we were experiencing a heat wave in the Midwest. There were around 7 or 8 of us, both guys and girls and we were all dressed in thin t-shirts, shorts and flip flops because of the heat. At some point, one of the guys said he needed to get something from the apartment, but instead he snuck around to the side of the house and got the hose.

Suddenly he rushed into the yard and started spraying everyone with ice cold water. On one hand it felt very refreshing because of the heat, but let’s face it being soaking wet in clothes is not fun. He focused extra attention on the girls and started saying that it was time for a wet t-shirt contest. The girls shirts had become somewhat transparent from the water, but they were all wearing bras so all we could see was what color bra each of them was wearing.

The girls danced and played along for a few minutes, but nobody was willing to take off their bra and really do it right. When he realized that they weren’t going to play along, the guy shut off the hose and put it back at the side of the house.

After a bit, everyone was complaining about their wet clothes and how uncomfortable they were and the guys all took their shirts off and hung them on the fence to dry. The girls huddled for a moment and then they all took their shirts off at the same time, but kept their bras on saying it was the same as a bikini top anyway. None of them were wearing lacy or sexy bras, so they really were showing even less than when we went to the beach together even though it felt sexier knowing it was their underwear.

We kept drinking beer, shooting the shit and kicking the sack and then Karen exclaimed that her wet bra was driving her crazy and was chafing her skin a lot. She looked at the other girls and they all agreed it was pretty uncomfortable, but “what are you going to do...”

Karen shrugged, popped the clasp on her front-locking bra and took it off. She said that feels so much better as she walked to the fence and hung it with the rest of their t-shirts. She walked back to the circle and resumed playing hackey sack, making no effort to cover her exposed tits. At first her nipples were rock hard and stood out on her chest, but then as she warmed up in the sun, they went back to normal.

The guys made some comments about her tan lines and how nice her tits looked and immediately started encouraging the other girls to follow Karen’s lead and said they would be so much more comfortable if they took off those wet bras. They also never took their eyes off Karen’s chest. I also noticed that all the girls were preoccupied with stealing glances at Karen’s exposed boobs and were probably comparing their tits to hers since that’s pretty common thing for women to do.

Karen ended up staying topless for at least an hour. Everyone was cool, there was no boob grabbing or overt sexual advances made, although there was near constant encouragement for the other girls to also get topless. Eventually two of the girls agreed to flash the boys just to get them to stop pestering them to take off their bras. They stood side by side and lifted their bras for around 5 seconds and the boys cheered. Then they turned around and briefly mooned the guys, showing some very pronounced tan lines on their bare cheeks. (It would be decades before thong bathing suits became a thing)

Eventually Karen decided that her shirt was dry enough so she put it back on. Her bra was still wet so she left it hanging on the fence and was braless for the rest of the afternoon. The guys all took turns trying to convince Karen to stay topless, but the more they pushed the less Karen wanted to do it. Later Karen explained to me that she takes off her clothes when she wants to, not because someone else wants her to. It was really simple for her.

As we hung out more, Karen shared stories about her growing up, and how she was naked around her brothers all the time, and she didn’t care then either. But it was always her decision. Pushing her to do something just made it less likely she would do it.

It would not surprise me at all if Karen is part of the Free the Nipple movement these days. And whenever I see pictures from those rallies, I check closely to see if I recognize Karen in any of the pics. Nothing yet, but if I find her posted online somewhere I will definitely post the pic.

Bumping an old thread, because the title fits what I was looking for.

Back in the late 90s, I worked with a German girl named Andrea; she was on an exchange program & had been in the business for about 6 months. Up until then we hadn't spoken much, and for some reason, we had to do some work in a room together for about 3 hours. She was blonde with blue eyes, and I was a bit on the shy side, but after a slow start, it turned out that we shared the same sense of humour & became friendly pretty quickly. Unfortunately, she only had about 3 weeks left in Australia, so we exchanged email addresses & kept in touch. She loves it out here, so about 3 years later, she came back to visit & we caught up a few times, and then again when she returned a few years later - with her husband.

I don't remember what started it, but at one point, the emails became 'suggestive'. She ended up sending me progressively more revealing photos, and eventually, totally nude - absolutely beautiful. And just like that, it stopped, as she said that we'd had our fun & should probably resume our normal friendship.

Dang, I'd never seen this thread before! I love it!

I've got a handful of memories that have some play here:

The first was really early in my freshmen year of college. My best friend had come up for the weekend to hang out and we were chilling in my girlfriend's dorm room. She shared it with two other girls, one of whom was an absolutely stunning vision by the name of Carmen. Carmen burst into the room a little tipsy needing to change to go out for the night and decided the most prudent course of action was to demand that my friend and I simply cover our eyes. I was a noble, if foolish sort and obeyed completely but my friend confessed later to peaking between his fingers and getting an eyefull.


A few years later, during my senior year I was dating a girl I'll refer to as A (incidentally, but she used to post a good deal back on reddit's gonewild during its peak and I've come across some of her photos on here before). I'm not sure how we managed it, but there were two very attractive women who would regularly flash us their tits and ask encourage me to slap their asses (which A was completely down with). I still kick myself for never pitching trying a threesome out with one or both of them to A.

A!
 

Aw come on. If A’s been posted here, give us the pictures or links. 😁

i've seen the vast majority of my female friends naked at one point or another. i've always run with a rather libertine crowd, but in my experience women who simply refuse to be naked even when the situation is "right" are pretty rare.

the first experience i remember took place the day before many of us left town for our freshman year of college. there was a small party going on, and i don't know how it started, but suddenly there was a conversation about whether we should all leave the spot we were at to go skinny dipping.

the party ended up splitting in two - those who left to go swimming and those who didn't. amongst those who came with us, there were two girls, Tonya and Bea.

Tonya was quite tall, probably 5'11", blonde and blue eyes, with a nice slim body, a pretty face, a probably a c cup. we'd had a flirtatious relationship since 10th grade, but I had been dating the same girl for almost all of high school so nothing ever happened.

Bea was a bit shorter, probably 5'5", also blonde but with darker eyes, small tits, and a banging body. i'd always kind of found her to be condescending and didn't particularly like her if i'm being honest, but we ran in similar social circles since we were 5 years old and eventually learned to tolerate each other.

Tonya's parents had an absolutely amazing piece of property that had a lime quarry on site that had been filled in with water and was a popular swimming hole for kids our age. it was dark when we arrived and it was quite hard to really see anything when we all undressed, but of course i was still quite excited.

we all swam out to a dock that floats in the middle of the quarry, and unlike the shoreline, the dock was directly in the light of the full moon. i got there before either of the girls and i'll never forget the sight of tonya climbing the ladder out of the water, revealing her fully naked body. she stood and raised both hand towards the sky and tilted her face upwards, shimmering in the moonlight. it was light enough to see everything but dark enough that i felt comfortable taking long glances at her...

i remember her saying something about her tan lines, which were very pronounced. something like "it probably just looks like i'm wearing a bikini to you guys!" nope, i could see her nipples, and her pubic hair, which was trimmed into a thicker landing strip, and even a hint of labia from where i was sitting. this was in 2000, so before it was common for girls to be completely shaven all the time, at least at our age.

bea was a little more reserved. she chose a spot on the dock with her back turned to the rest of the crowd, dangling her feet in the water. as the evening progressed, we all relaxed and being naked together started to feel a bit more normal. someone mentioned that Tonya's parents also happened to have a sauna, but she wasn't willing to bring us all inside the house since her parents were asleep.

as luck would have it, one of the guys in the group *also* had a sauna, but his was a separate building from his parents' house and so we could use it without waking them up. he also had a small outdoor swimming pool right next to the sauna.

there was just enough room in the sauna for all of us to sit and i finally got a nice look at bea, who had a thin landing strip and tiny perky tits. we were pretty packed in there and i ended up with the left side of my body mostly touching tonya.

one of the boys, K, who had come with us had not gone swimming at the quarry, and chose to sit outside (clothed) at the pool while we took a sauna. if i had to guess he was either having trouble fighting an erection or was so worried about the prospect he wasn't willing to take the chance. anyway, so he was sitting in a relaxed lawnchair when both of the girls decided to get him to join us.

now, by the pool it was nice and light due to some outdoor lighting the parents had installed there. the girls approached him from behind, one on the left, and one on the right. so he had two beautiful girls, completely naked, in full lighting, right next to him, each took him by one of his hands and tried to get him to join us. for full context, K was kind of dorky and i think the girls were trying to make him feel more comfortable but honestly imagine it made controlling his erection even harder for him. anyway, he refused to move (probably for good reason!) but it was quite the sight even from 20 feet away.

anyway, the last bit i remember is that when we all stood up to leave the sauna, i was closer to the door but Tonya tried to squeeze out as i was standing up. as she did, her hips rubbed against my penis. and not in a "oops we barely made contact" sort of way, but like, fully pressed her body into my dick. "sorry!" she giggled, even though i felt like i was the one who should apologize.

anyway, that's about it for this story. if people like it, i've got lots more.

At university I had a class with a German girl. It was the first class of the day, and she and I were usually early, so she'd sit with me and talk until class began. We hit it off well, she was really pretty, and I might have asked her out but she always talked about her boyfriend. Granted, he was in Germany and this was in Florida, but what did I know, I was a dumb freshman who couldn't read a woman. One day she comes to class very excited, and she tells me her boyfriend was coming to visit at the end of the week. For the entire week, all she talked about was all the things she was going to do to him or experiment on him when he got here, and I am certain she was having as much fun teasing me as she was anticipating her boyfriend. I'm that guy who blushes really easily, and was unused to conversations like this.

Finally, Friday arrives, which is the day he was supposed to visit. She comes to class and immediately rushes over to the seat next to me and she is overjoyed. She was also not wearing the outfit you wear to an 8:00 am class, something comfortable. She had on a short flared skirt (this was 1989) and a really cute top that accentuated it a lot. At this time there were only two other students in the room, but they were further up front and hda their backs to us, and as she was talking excitedly about her plans, she looked around and whispered, "Look, I've prepared!" She then lifts her skirt up (we were sitting) enough to show me that she had shaved everything but a small little patch. It felt like everything was in slow motion for a moment, but then the door opened and more people came in, so she nonchalantly put herself back together. To anyone else it would have looked like she was smoothing out her skirt.

I've often thought about her, and wondered what would have happened if I had asked if she needed a guinea pig for her experiments before trying them on her boyfriend. I think I saw her once more after that, and then she stopped coming to class.

A is the last four of this post and the first two of the one following it. I won't repost anything because she took them all down years ago, but if they're out there, I'll link.

I should give that thread a thorough browse, I know she posted some ones that dodged my collection.

A nice small event that has stuck in my memory...

I was spending a few days on an island with friends as a sort of end-of-school pre-college send off. So we were all around 18/19. One day a few of us went to the beach, a tiny beach, we might have been the only ones there. A few girls and a guy went for a swim. I hung back with another guy friend and we just watched from a grassy hill near where we parked and chatted.

The others finished up with their swimming sporadically. The first to do so was the cause of the little "pleasant surprise". She was 19, English, with long dark brown hair, a pretty face, and pale skin. She had nice curves; medium breast and a plump ass, her best feature. She was the kind of girl who would take a dare, but only after a few drinks. She was no exhibitionist.

My friend and I watched as she jogged from the sea up to the back of the beach where we were sitting, a nice enough view in itself, watching her bounce in her lightweight black bikini. But what happened next was better. As I said, we were sitting on a bit of a hill, so she must have missed us as she came back. She grabbed her towel and wrapped it around herself to get changed. She was doing so just below and in front of us, but her focus seemed to be on shielding her modesty from those still shoreward. My friend and I kept chatting, neither mentioning anything, but both quite blatantly keeping one eye on our English friend below.

She removed her bikini top without incident under the towel, and put a t-shirt straight on, no bra. The towel was now only needed for her lower half. Given that she was only conscious of eyes in front of her, the opening of the towel was to the back. As she bent forward, pulling down her bikini bottoms, the towel fell entirely forward. She caught it in front of her. Our view was now of this pretty English girl no more than a few feet in front of us bent at the knees and waist, wearing a t-shirt and nothing else, her fantastic, pale, round ass sticking out in our direction. She paused like that for a second or two as she caught the dropped towel in front of her. Instinctively, then, she whipped her head around and saw us looking. Interestingly, she didn't immediately cover up. First, as if frozen in that position and with just a slight blush she simply said "Oh, sorry about that! I didn't know you were there!". She then regained full control of her towel. I just replied "Nothing to be sorry about!". Understatement of that year. The sight of her full moon is one of several treasured memories from that trip.