We were on a beach holiday with several other couples years ago, and all had a quite a bit to drink with dinner. Someone suggested skinny dipping and three couples, including my wife and I headed to the beach.

We all stripped off, at a semi-discreet distance from each other, but near enough to see tits and hairy pussies in the moonlight. All the couples were gettign handsy in the water, but only with our partners - I would have loved to have played with my wife and the other :)

Friend shes wife nude.
 

First story on here for me. Many friends have seen nudes pics of my wife, and the way I found out I liked the idea of friends seeing you nude was when we were in college and my GF, future wife slept over at the apartment on night and the next morning I heard my room mate getting ready to go to class. My GF got out of bed quietly, thinking I was still asleep, picked up her clothes and quietly left the bedroom with him in the dressing room. I heard her say, "he is still asleep and want know." I lay in bed for awhile thinking about what just happened stroking my hard on.

Friends
 

Many friends have seen naked pictures of my wife and a few have seen in real life.

Please tell us more.

Heyfl
 

Holy shit, Dude! Fucking amazing! :D

Heyfl
 

Beautiful

Start of a fishing trip
 

My wife and I have a place at the beach where there is a nearby nude beach. There we have friends who wife and SIL are ok to be nude in front of as they are all nude and it is part of the lifestyle and just accepted.

Last weekend two mates came over to to go on a fishing trip with me. Rather than park at the marina I suggested they drop their car at my place and my wife could drop them off at the boat where I was.

At the house my mates park their car on the road and walked down the path through a bit of bush then around the back to the deck where we all enter. Sure enough, lying on a chair on the deck was SIL in all her glory. She sits up and said "hi I am Tracy" all while trying not to laugh at their mouths hanging open.

A minute later wife walks out onto the deck holding two coffees also fully nude. She sees my mates, apologises for being nude and asks them if it is ok. One says it's fine but wife recognises that they are a bit taken back. She hands them the coffees and goes in to make another two for herself and SIL. She slips her thong on but SIL remains on the deck fully naked. They have a coffee then wife slips on a top and still in a thong walks out to the car and drives them to the marina.

My mates seems very quite on the trip which incidently was a very good fishing trip. When we get back to the house I offer for them to come in for a drink whereupon they seem disappointed that the girls are now dressed.

I get into the house and my wife explains to me what happened. We all just laugh.

Volleyball
 

Years ago my wife use to wear big oversized tank tops with no bra so most of my friends during that time got to see her breast at least. When we would play volley friends would love to let her bend over to pickup the ball. During one weekend of volleyball she wore a tight white tank and no bra. Late in the day rain showers moved in and nobody left even the people that were just watching the game. By the time the game ended my wife might as well have not had a top on, her little B cups were on full display and being a little chilly from the rain her big nipples were hard as a rock. There were around 30 people there ranging in age from teens to 60s.

Great Night
 

Ok, please forgive my writing. It's been years and I'm realizing how much I've forgotten. Story is fairly tame but I think it's a good one. This night takes place a few years ago.

So my wife's brother is getting married and friends and family are in town. Everyone is excited and you just knew it was gonna be a fun weekend, more than I knew. We are staying at her brothers house with my wife's best friend, Sharon and her husband, Dj and my wife's 21 year old sister, Jen. So the wedding goes great. Bride and groom are off. We all head out to a local restaurant for some grub and drinks the evening after the wedding. We decide to walk to the restaurant as it's only about a mile from the house and it's a hot summer night.

Now to set the stage you have to know the players. My wife and her best friend are very very "good" girls. Conservative church house holds growing up and all. Strangely that didn't wear off on her younger sister Jen, who is a bit wild to say the least. So firstly, Sharon is a tall blonde with a runners body, rock hard abs, perfect butt and long beautiful legs. I've dreamed of seeing her naked since I met her. My wife is a petite brunette with a tiny waist, nice round butt and beautiful C cups. Jen is a wet dream, blonde, petite, big round ass and the D cups that stand straight out, these things are some of the best natural breast I've ever seen and she's not afraid to show them off. I'd describe myself and DJ as both reformed bad boys. We pretty much see eye to eye on everything and have, thankfully, become good friends. We vacation in the Caribbean yearly with them which always consist of he and I trying to get our wife's to go topless or dress sl*tty. It can be a challenge but we trudge on with limited success.

So anyway, we are at dinner having a blast and I order some shots. Jen's a party girl and always on board which for some reason makes our wives more willing. The laughs and drinks are flowing. Everyone is lit when we decide to leave. Two minutes out the door the heavens open up. Torrential down pour. It's literally laughable how hard it's raining. Within minutes we are walking in 6 inches of water and soaked to the bone, BUT now one cares! Everyone is laughing, having a blast, splashing, smacking asses and goofing around. Things settle down and we start walking again.

At this point the wives our now out in front and engrossed in a conversation. I turn around to see if Jen's still with us. I see she's right behind DJ and I and is removing her soaking wet button up shirt and is wearing just a low cut black camisole top underneath. The kind with spaghetti straps and built in "support". Her top is soaking wet, just loose enough, and she's practically spilling out of it. I'm drunk and make a quick decision. The wives are far enough out in front I'm in the clear and Jen's hands are occupied tying her shirt around her waist. I reach back and with a quick deft stroke pull one side of her cami down and expose one perfect, wet, round breast. Dj sees this as it happens, chokes in surprise but catches himself from alerting her. It happens so quickly Jen doesn't immediately realize what I've done. She dumbly looks around, even looking behind her, then at me and finally stares down at her exposed breast and erect nipple. She blushes a tiny bit, hurriedly puts it away and begins to protest but I stop her and say "Relax, Dj knows I've seen em' before, I've told him some of the stories...in fact, I think you should whip em' out" she ponders this for a moment, looks at the wives who are oblivious , shrugs, and pulls her top down to reveal both her perfect breast and pointy nipples. DJ is speechless. I give her a hug and we roll on.

At this point DJ and I start harassing our wives with some more grabbing and spanking. Everyone's laughing and giggling all the way. So we arrive at the house and my wife starts saying something about how we can't just all go tromping through as wet as we are. She says " ok, you guys wait out here while we go in the door, strip and go upstairs". My first reaction was to look and see if the blinds were open, and.... bingo! "OK, we will be out here, let us know when your done". Dj looks at me like "is that really the best play here man?" But I give him the "I'm on it" nod and he keeps quiet.

The girls go in and he looks at me like "WTF" and I waive him over to the window. When he see my plan he laughs and says "Oh, your a genius man". We are standing at the window, wondering if they will notice the blinds, when Jen walks by already topless, perfect tits, wet and proud leading the way. Then my wife walks by, stops in front of the window and turns to face us. I actually think she's looking at her reflection. My wife has not been exposed to many men and I'm probably a bit particular about who gets to see her but DJ is cool and Sharon is small breasted which seems to lead to alot of nipslips, I mean ALOT, so I kinda owe him. My heart is pounding in my chest when she reaches down, grabs the bottom of her shirt and whips it off. I nudge DJ and say " here they come man". She reaches behind her, unclasps the bra and drops it to the floor. My beautiful brunette wife is standing there looking amazing, perfect nipples staring back at us. She then has to cutely wiggle her pants and panties off. Now she's standing there naked and gorgeous when Dj pats me on the back and states "you sir, are a lucky man".

It dawns on me at this point that they are all probably in a compromising position. I look at Dj and say " ok now I think we barge in" to which he agrees instantly. As I reach for the door knob I'm thinking " please be unlocked, please please please be unlocked." The smile on my face when it turns in my hands is ear to ear. We both go crashing in and are stopped in our tracks. Sharon is standing three feet in front of me stark ass naked. We are staring at each other just blinking. Rain glistening off her perfect body, when she finally squeals and covers herself. I am dumbfounded and staring, it's hard to get this girl into a bikini sometimes, that's how shy she is. Im absolutely flabbergasted at her body when the strangest thing happens. Sharon, being drunk, drops her hands, exposing everything again, walks towards me in all her glory, reaching for the door and says " No, you need to close the door, your supposed to stay out...." she abruptly stops, and stands still with a confused look on her face, still fully exposed. I stifle a laugh, realizing shes forgotten she's naked. She's just standing there trying to get the words out, utterly confused. I smile at her and point at her naked chest. She looks down, screams and bolts for the stairs. Jen and my wife follow screaming and laughing as DJ and I lay chase. The vision of three beautiful asses bouncing up and down as they run up the stairs will live in my mind forever.

The chase ends with all 5 of us crammed in the shower laughing so hard we are trying not to pee ourselves. It's at this point the girls sober up enough to push us out of the bathroom and sadly, locked the door. Dj and I head back downstairs for a drink and relive the events of the night. The sex my wife and I had later that night was epic to say the least and anyone using the bathroom that night would have been greeted to the view of my wife riding me quite vigorously on the bedroom floor as I insisted the door remain open.

Hope you enjoyed this story

First partner's exhibitionism in front of my pal
 

When my first partner and I got together in our late teens, we’d take any opportunity to be alone with each other. Once at my friend’s house, we made out in a bedroom during his parents’ absence. I suppose my friend must have been with his own girlfriend but I can’t recall the full facts.

After clearing up, I got dressed. However, she seemed reluctant to put her clothes back on and hung out in the nude. I didn’t know why she stayed naked and can only speculate she enjoyed the sense of freedom. Maybe it was a novelty for her to be naked as her family wouldn’t tolerate it at home. I remember she stood facing towards the door and leaned against a set of bunk beds.

Predictably, my pal appeared in the doorway to ask us something. She made no attempt to cover herself as we talked. I couldn’t tell if she considered it cool to be nonchalant about being caught naked by a guy or if she just enjoyed displaying herself to him.

It seems likely she engineered the situation knowing my friend would come looking for us. Maybe she thought I’d get off on it and I should have been flattered she’d do that for me. It might have even been her way teasing me or my friend to see how we reacted. Possibly she just felt like doing something outrageously sexy in the afterglow of what we'd been doing. It could have even been her way of thanking him for the use of his bedroom. When he’d gone, I was anxious to be cool myself and didn’t ask her what had been on her mind.

The next time we met, my friend asked why the hell she was naked when I was dressed. He’d had a good look because he said he’d seen her vulva (probably not the word he used) in graphic detail. She was a slim girl and I guess he’d only had fuller figured women with less prominent genitals. I thought he meant this was an abnormality. I wasn’t bothered he’d checked her out just pissed at his disparaging comments.

Over the years that followed, I found she was relaxed about nudity in front of friends. She loved to sunbathe in the nude – if the sun went behind a big cloud she’d ask for sex because she believed it made the sun come back out. It didn’t always work but I enjoyed trying. She even decorated naked because paint came off skin easier than it came off clothes. With the benefit of hindsight, I feel privileged to have known such a woman. I should have celebrated her lack of inhibition more while she was still around.

Wow
 

Amazing

College friend in town - Planning
 

A story from this past weekend. My husband Frank had one of his college buddies stay with us on Friday and Saturday, he was in town for a conference, and Frank offered him our spare room since we live about 20 minutes from the conference center. Frank and I didn’t meet until our late 30’s so I don’t know any of his college friends, and have only met a couple of them since we’ve been together. So I didn’t know what to expect other than from looking him up on Facebook, and the fact that Frank had said that he was really outgoing, although compared to Frank that doesn’t mean much. His name is Alan, he’s married but has no kids.

When I got home from work on Friday, I quickly shed my skirt and blouse and bra and heels and put on my softest pajama bottoms and a tank top. This was my go to outfit for laying around the house, and I initially just put it on out of habit. I went downstairs, poured a glass of wine, and flipped on the TV. After a few minutes I decided to check out the fridge and see what to make for dinner. I’m not sure why, but the instant I opened the fridge I suddenly remembered that Alan was staying with us that night. My next thought was that I wasn’t dressed for company and that I should go change or at least put a bra back on. It wasn’t so much that I felt indecently dressed, but more that I should make a good impression for Frank’s friend.

I will later lie about all of this to Frank, as you will hear in a few minutes, but I actually went upstairs and laid out a couple different casual outfits that I could wear. And as I did, I started thinking about how if I wore that skirt I could accidentally flash my panties, or how that shirt had buttons that pulled apart when I tucked it in right. The other ladies on this forum will back me up on this, we know which clothes show which body parts, and we think about it most of the time. I was getting turned on thinking about accidentally showing off a bit.

I debated on my outfit for quite a while, the fact that I was getting turned on was not helping me decide what to wear. I went into the bathroom to touch up my makeup, and when I looked in the mirror I discovered that the tank top I was wearing was very different depending on the light. In the bright lights of the bathroom you could easily see the darker color of my nipples, but in the bedroom you could see nip bumps, but couldn’t make out the actual nipple.

I went downstairs with a hand mirror and started turning lights on and off to see how transparent it made my shirt. I was pleasantly surprised to find that depending where I was standing, and which lights were on, I could totally control how much of my boobs were on display. And by the window with the afternoon sun streaming in, if I turned sideways you could see through the shirt completely and see a perfect silhouette of my tits. I went into the basement and did the same thing. Because of the low ceiling and recessed lights, it all came down to where I was standing. Directly under a light, nipples clear as day. A few steps to either side, you could tell I was braless, but I would have been comfortable in front of my brother or father dressed like that.

I wondered briefly how I had never noticed this before, and my only thought is that I usually wear that tank top with a sports bra when I run, and I don’t give it a second thought if Frank and I are just hanging out binge-watching Netflix. Whatever, now I knew and I had my decision about what to wear that evening, I was staying as is.

I started thinking about Frank’s reaction, and I was pretty sure he would pull me aside and ask me to put on something more conservative in front of Alan, so I worked out a plan. Yes, I actually thought all this through, and yes it worked perfectly.

I left a skirt and blouse and bra lying on the bed, as if I was planning to put them on and then went downstairs and sat at the kitchen counter drinking my wine. I was going to let myself get “caught” pulling stuff out of the fridge for dinner. I would pre-empt any Frank comments by acknowledging that I was not dressed for company, and then charmingly begging them “is it ok if I stay comfortable tonight, I’ve had a long week.” When Frank went upstairs to change, he would see that I had an outfit all laid out, and wouldn’t think that I planned the whole thing. That was my plan.

As I drank my second glass of wine, Frank texted that they were getting close, and I told him to pick up more wine, which was one of the ways I signal that we should have sex that night. He said he would definitely get some wine, in a way that I recognized as “yes let’s have sex tonight” - I think most married couples have codes like this.

So the stage was set, I have my plan, and my plausible deniability if it doesn’t work. I have two glasses of wine in me and I’m ready to go.

To be continued...

Try it

Viewing
 

Yeah the guys who gang banged her. Does that count ?

My ex had a tumblr for a minute where she posted pictures of herself, and some other sexual thoughts. A friend of hers had a tumblr where he reposted pictures of hot girls he found, and she started following it. She wanted some ideas of what to post, I think. Anyways, he followed her back, but didn't know it was my ex. So he has absolutely seen her naked, but has no idea.

Flatmate
 

When I was dating the tall (5'9") brunette, the ex model, she was getting changed in my room when the flatmate came out of his room and caught her with her panties half way up her long legs.

She told me about this after he went out shortly after. We had been great mates for a very long time so I did not really care. A couple of his girl friends had wondered around the flat in tee shirts and no bra flashing panty - so I was not too annoyed.

She had long legs and great pussy flaps, if he had the chance he would have seen them.

Not to mention she was in a nude magazine and while I don't think the flat mate had ever seen the mag, I do know of a couple of guys in the gym (where she worked) had.

On another occasion, I went to a family get together with her and her two sisters, both stonking hot,( but she was the pick of the bunch).

One of them had a young daughter that they had bought a trampoline for.

Cutting a long story short, the other sister went to track down hubby only to find him watching (GF) playing on the trampoline, with the niece, with a very tasty view up her skirt.

Wife was not impressed - but he would have jerked off to that view - I would have.

I took one of the sisters water skiing on week end and got a nice upskirt of her skin coloured panties and luscious thighs, I re-lived that view on more than one occasion with my hand on my d**k.

Friday night with Alan and Frank
 

Background: Frank and Alan are on their way home, and I’ve been plotting a way to do a little harmless teasing and flashing. I’m braless, wearing a thin tank top that can be very transparent in the right light, and I want them to think they caught me by surprise which is why I’m dressed the way I am. The full background is a few posts back.


In a moment of inspiration, I pulled out a bunch of random ingredients from the fridge and made a mess on the counter and floor, that looked like I was rearranging the refrigerator. I figured this would sell the “I wasn’t expecting you yet” vibe, and would give me a lot to do in the kitchen, as well as giving me an excuse for sitting on the floor where they would have an even greater appreciation for my tank top, cause if I lean forward a little you can see all the way to the floor, and my smallish boobs are completely visible. That I did remember about this particular tank top.

I heard the car in the driveway and then Frank opening the front door. I squealed and said “oh shit” loud enough to be heard. Frank asked if everything was ok, and I said yes, but I made a mess. When they came into the kitchen, they both stopped dead in their tracks, and then Alan burst out laughing and Frank and I did too.

I jumped up and introduced myself to Alan and then gave Frank a hello kiss. Before anyone I asked, I explained that I had been looking for corn on the cob which I was sure was in the fridge, and the whole thing just got away from at some point in the search. Frank reminded me that we had eaten the corn last Sunday, and I pretended to remember that.

Alan was indeed outgoing and we were making jokes and all laughing right from the start. I could see that he had noticed I was braless, and while he made sure not to be obvious, his eyes were flicking down to my chest every time he thought I wasn’t looking. While Frank was hanging up their coats I squatted down to gather a few things off the floor and gave Alan a really good look down my shirt while making it seem like I was just flustered trying to clean up my house.

When I stood up, Alan had a big smile on his face, which I suspected had something to do with the down-shirt show I had just put on, and I told him it was great to meet him finally and asked him what he wanted to drink. Frank came back and they both opened beers while I poured another glass of wine. They boys stood around talking as I continued putting things back in the fridge. After a couple minutes Alan started helping me, but I noticed he only picked up things from the floor, and only did it when I was bent over. I was now sure that he was seeing exactly what I was intending to show, and the funny part was, Frank hadn’t noticed and from what I could tell, he hadn’t even gotten a glimpse of my boobs because he was never positioned right when I bent over.

That wasn’t an accident, I wanted to avoid a discussion about how I should put on different clothes since we had company. Once we were down to the last couple items, Frank said he would show Alan the guest room so he could put his suitcase away, and they could both get out of their suits and ties. When they came back down, I was sitting on the couch flipping channels. They were both dressed casually, shorts and golf shirts, but not quite as casual as I was.

Right on schedule Frank suggested that I put on something a little nicer since we had company, and I begged them both to let me stay comfortable unless we were going out tonight. Frank arched his eyebrows at me, but Alan jumped in and said that he would feel terrible if I was doing something just for him. He insisted that he was a guest, and just happy to be here, and that I should wear whatever makes me most comfortable.

It sounds crazy, but this was almost the exact conversation I had imagined an hour ago when I was putting my plan together for the evening. Both what Frank would say, and what Alan would say, and it helped that Alan now had a reason to want me to stay dressed as I was.

I won’t go through everything that happened the rest of the night, but over the course of five hours I managed to give Alan a number of great views both down my shirt when I would bring him a refill, and by standing directly under the lights that made my shirt most transparent. I managed to keep Frank in the dark (so to speak) until he had a few drinks in him, at which point I gave him a nice peek.

He not only noticed, but quickly made an excuse that he wanted to find something in the garage and asked for my help. When we got to the garage he mentioned that he had just gotten a really good look at “the girls” which is what I call my boobs, and he wanted me to be careful around Alan. I thanked him, and told him I would be careful around Alan, and then I gave him a big smile and said, “it wasn’t an accident you know.”

“What wasn’t an accident?”

“I intentionally bent over to show you my tits because I’m really horny and want to have sex tonight,” I replied.

He gave me a big kiss and he said he was definitely up for that. And now with a new thought planted in his head, we went back into the house and rejoined Alan. Telling Frank that I had intentionally flashed him had not been part of my plan, but it ended up being perfect.

I now had two different guys that were both thinking about my boobs, and that I could innocently flash whenever the opportunity arose, and I was dressed perfectly for flashing my tits. I did briefly consider putting a skirt on so I could add some panty flashes, but after the performance I had put on about wanting to be dressed comfortably, I didn’t think I could pull off a switch without raising suspicion. I just had to not be blatant, and not let Frank realize that he wasn’t the only one getting a show.

It was actually easier than it sounds. One of the good lighting locations was behind the couch under some track lights. With Frank sitting on the couch, I could stand there and talk with both of them in a place where my nipples were very visible to Alan but I was behind Frank. And I could take a step back and the view would change significantly, so I did this all night. There were a couple good lighting positions and I used them all.

On the flip side, whenever Alan went to the bathroom, I actually pulled up my shirt and flashed Frank, and did it a couple other times when Alan had his back to me. When Alan called his wife to check in, I sat on Frank’s lap and kissed him deeply and even pulled his hands up to my chest to encourage fondling. So Frank was totally enjoying my little game, while Alan was getting a different set of flashes that were all “innocent”, and that Frank wasn’t aware of.

My next phase (if I could pull it off) was to create a situation where I flashed Frank, and I got “caught” by Alan. I didn’t know how to do it exactly, but I figured if I kept drinking and flashing it would happen sooner or later. I also tried to imagine how I could get caught by Frank flashing Alan, but that seemed riskier.

I think I have mentioned before that being forced to be a topless waitress is one of my biggest fantasies, and I have managed to do it a couple times. I didn’t know if I could make it happen during Alan’s visit, but just the thought made me very turned on. I just mention that to give you a sense of my thinking. I wasn’t imagining a threesome, but I was trying to get myself to be a forced topless waitress or something along those lines.

I kept looking for good opportunities to get caught flashing, but since I didn’t want to be obvious, I was never able to make it happen. The closest I came was towards the end of the night, I suggested we all play pool and went down into the basement. This game me a lot of flashing options between bending over to line up shots, or standing directly under the low ceiling lights which made my shirt see-through. I did both of those quite a few times, and on one of the times I was leaning over the pool table, I saw Frank catch Alan looking straight down my top. When I next looked over at a Frank he motioned with his eyes towards the stairs.

I said I needed a refill and headed upstairs and Frank said he would grab beers for the guys and followed me up. In the kitchen, Frank looked back to make sure Alan hadn’t followed us up the stairs and then whispered to me.

“You just gave Alan a great look at the girls!” he said.

I told him I didn’t think so, but I was pretty drunk and I guess it’s possible. He assured me that Alan got a good look when I hit my last shot, and I just shrugged.

“They’re just boobs, and unless he was offended I don’t really care,” I replied.

“Okay, I just told you, because I didn’t want you to be embarrassed,” Frank said.

“Are you sure he could see them, I’ve been careful to only flash you tonight,” I said semi-honestly.

“Maybe just that one time, but I’m positive he saw them on that last shot.”

“Oh well, if he’s seen them, he’s seen them,” I said and headed back downstairs. “You still want to have sex later right?” I whispered as we walked down the stairs.

In response Frank grabbed my butt and gave it a good squeeze. I wiggled it back at him.

When we resumed playing, I got the feeling that Alan knew he had been caught looking, and assumed that was why Frank and I went upstairs together. He was still his friendly self, but I could tell that something was different. The biggest “tell” was that for the last hour playing pool, anytime I was bent over or under a bright light, Alan was always facing the right direction, or standing near me. It was all very casual, and everyone was walking around the table, but he was almost always in the right spot to see me.

Now, he was doing the same thing in reverse, always positioning himself to not have line of sight down my shirt. The conversation and gameplay was just as casual as previously, but it was clear to me he didn’t want us to think he was a pervert and was keeping himself in places where he wouldn’t even accidentally get a look.

During the past few hours I had gone back and forth in my mind over the question of whether Alan thought my show was completely innocent and accidental, and he was just extremely lucky, or whether he thought I was doing it on purpose and he was just extremely lucky. The way he was acting convinced me that he thought it was an innocent show.

At this point I was pretty drunk and it was pretty late, and by common agreement we started to wind down the evening. We finished our game, cleaned up and went upstairs. We showed Alan to the guest room and we both gave him big hugs before saying goodnight.

Frank and I were both naked seconds after we shut our bedroom door, and we had a particularly active romp, changing positions, holding each other’s wrists, nothing crazy, just more vigorous than usual. And then in the middle of fucking, Frank said, “did it turn you on that Alan saw your tits?” (When we dirty-talk, it’s always “tits” not boobs or the girls. Frank gets turned on when I say the word “tits”)

“It turned me on that you saw my tits. Did you like that?”

“I loved it, but you didn’t answer my question,” Frank said. “Did it turn you on when Alan saw your tits?”

We were speeding up our fucking at this point, both getting very close to cumming, sometimes the dirty-talking puts us over the top.

“I like it when anyone sees my tits!” I gasped. “I’m glad Alan saw my tits tonight.”

I swear to god I’m not making this up, when I tell you that right as I said that, we both came hard.

This was one of those sessions where it takes like 5 minutes after you cum to fully get your breath back, and we both drifted in and out of sleep laying there. We didn’t talk about it that night, and haven’t in the four days since, but I think a milestone was crossed with me and Frank in that couple sentence discussion while we were fucking. I’m not sure what it means, or how Frank is processing it, but he seems normal.

If he understands that a little teasing, flashing and nudity is not just fun for me, but truly turns me on, then it could be really good for us. He may even help me indulge in my fantasies. But on the other hand, he could be threatened by the idea that another guy seeing my tits made me turned on and think that I would cheat on him, which is totally not correct.

I will keep you posted on developments with Frank.

I also have an even better story to share about what happened the next night when Sue stopped by at midnight, very drunk, and wanted to hang out with us because Jeff had passed out and she still wanted to party.

Recently my wife and I started taking pictures of her and sending some of them to a friend of us (who is single). Although we take a lot of pictures, in some of which my wife is completely naked, we only send pictures to our friend where you can not see everything. That's the deal with my wife: she doesn't want our friend to see her nipples or down below.
I was wondering if I was the only guy who finds this very arousing, so I searched the internet. That's how I found this amazing forum. Today I decided to join. I hope to read more great stories and see more beautiful pictures.

Jane
 

Welcome back Jane, I have always loved your stories and thanks for being so detailed.

Hi!
 

Welcome, Tim81!

Yesterday our friend came over to help move some furnature. Afterwards we played a game on our PS4. Below a picture of how far my wife wants to take it right now Attachment 9713638

The pictures we send him are somewhat more revealing though, but my wife doesn't want to show too much in real life, for now. I hope she get's a little less prudish when he is around, I really want to show her of to him. But I suppose that takes time. Any advice? Below are some pictures of my wife we send to him, showing more then she is willing to show when he is in the same room:

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Thank you!
Below are some pictures we send to our friend. As you can see they are revealing, but not too much. That's the deal with my wife for now, but I hope she thaws and we get to show him more... :)

It's a good start and hopefully it will grow.
Did your friend already commented the pictures?
Maybe he can say that it's a great picture and that your wife looks great like that

Thank you for the advice, I will ask him whether he likes the pictures and get him to comment on them. Some time ago he made a compliment about the pictures, but that was the only time. I do know he likes it, because he usually replies to the pictures saying something like 'nice and sunny over there' or some other innocent comment.

Tonight he is coming over (again), and my wife agrees to wear the same top as yesterday, but with an extra button opened. Without a bra ofcourse. This is her on our balcony today. It's the most revealing she has even been when he was around.

wow
 

She is very sexy - lucky guy(s).

How does she feel about this particular guy drinking in her beauty with one hand on my.......

@tim81: how did it go? Did she show him more and did he comment?

What will be the next step?

Someone requisted I start a seperate thread about this topic. Here you can read all about the progress:

https://forum.oneclickchicks.com/showthread.php?t=215017

:cool:

To add about my previous post about nudism, I've found it interesting that in that environment, people seeing your wife completely naked just becomes...kinda normal!

My ex and I were nudists for a number of years. She started out shy; and ended completely inhibited and confident. During that time our friends have pretty much seen her naked - and often - from every possible angle: bending over, laying with her legs open, stretching out her legs, squatting, on all fours, sitting with her legs folded underneath her, applying lotion on her pussy and ass...and so on. After a while it just becomes...normal. People still noticed and enjoyed the view; but the "wow factor" simply subsided.

I think part of keeping the thrill going is revealing "some...but not too much." Then you have that "Eureka" moment where you catch something you didn't expect; or just enough of it to fuel your imagination.

But when everything is completely "out there", all the time, then it just becomes "business as usual."

It's a little like sex-cams. You wait and wait and wait...and then when finally something happens...it's like "YAY!!!"

I'm just thinking out loud here...don't mind me lol!!!

Her Coworkers saw my wife
 

Of course men want to see their female coworkers naked. A few years ago I was out of town on business and my wife was invited to a party at one of her co-worker’s house. I was to arrive late that night and when I landed at the airport there was a message on my phone saying I had to pick up my wife as she was too drunk to drive home. I was surprised by this as my wife really can’t handle liquor as a couple of drinks knock her out, so usually she doesn’t drink.

I drove over the house and she was so out of it me and one of the guys at the party had to carry her out and put her in the car. I put her to sleep and the next day I went back as we had left her car there at her coworker’s house.
I knew this guy a bit as he was my wife’s best friend at her job so when I got there to get the keys he asked me to come in and he was really nervous. After asking him several times what was up, he finally said, “If you want to hit me, I understand, but I have to tell you about last night.”

He said, “Your wife was pounding the tequila shooters so much she got sick in the bathroom. Then she basically passed out and we put her in my bed to sleep it off. I called you but you didn’t pick up. The party started to die off and there was only me, Jose and Mario left at the party. That’s when we remember she was still in the bedroom and so we went to check on her.”

I told him I was glad he called and took care of her and started to get up to leave.

He continued, “Let me finish. When we walked in the room your wife was laying on her stomach and was completely out. We called her name and even moved her arm and it was limp. We made sure she was breathing and then Mario giggled and said we should make her more comfortable.”
I asked who those guys were as I didn’t recognize their names and he said they worked on the custodial staff.
He said, “Mario reached over and turned on the bedroom light then went over and pulled up your wife’s skirt. She was wearing a thong and we all saw your wife’s ass cheeks.”

I started to feel excited but pretended to be a bit upset. I said, “Well, I can understand in that situation and I am glad it didn’t go farther.”

He said, “There is more, Jose and Mario pulled down her panties so there wasn’t even a thong. She didn’t make a move so they spread her legs enough so we could see her asshole and the back of her pussy. I tried to stop them but they got more brave and started to touch her ass and spread her cheeks. In fact, all three of us touched your wife’s ass and pussy. We even rolled her over and lifted her shirt. So we saw your wife completely naked, tits, ass and pussy. And we touched her all over. The guys wanted to take pics of her and even lick her, but I told them this was wrong and we put her clothes back on. She never woke up.”

I said, “Show me your phone and he was reluctant but finally did. I looked at his picture and there was my wife’s ass spread open, her asshole on display on his phone. I deleted it.

He said “I took that later after they left as it was just a great sight I had to keep it.”
We never talked about that again and my wife said she remembered nothing after she threw up. So she never knew these guys she worked with has seen her naked.

As a guy with cuckold wannabe desire I can relate to the excitement you felt. But I cant condone the act of taking advantage of someone like that. I certainly wont consider him a friend anymore

A close male friend of ours has seen pics of her naked. Not just topless, but every inch of her, and even a couple of videos and pics of her in action. She does not know.
He lived in this area for several years and spent a lot of his free time with us, but moved away a couple of years ago. After he moved we started trading pics of our significant others. The first topless pic I sent him he said "I've been wanting to see those for a long time."
He dated my wife's sister for awhile, so naturally we compared what the sisters looked like and what they liked and didnt like to do. Unfortunately he didnt have any pics of her. I'm still trying to see her naked, but that's a different story. ;)

good friends
 

I’ve posted it on other threads, but a repeat.

A couple times.

We have a friend that has known both of us for over 30 years. He’s always joked about how lucky I am, etc. Every once in a while he’s talked about how he’d love to see her naked.

One day after a couple cold beers we were talking about our wives, sex, guy talk. He repeated the request again so I tuned on my phone and showed him a couple full nude pictures. He loved seeing her finally. Making note of her firm breasts and that he really liked her hair pussy.

I told her later. The reaction was at first, “you did what?”, followed quickly by “what did he say?”, then a sly smile when I shared that he loved it and wanted to borrow my phone.

The other time was my other friend after college. The layout of his house (sort of L shaped), was such you could see into the bathroom from out of one of the other windows. One night I suggested that she use the bathroom instead of the upstairs one she usually used. He got a good look at her naked from the waist down as she pulled her pants down before sitting down. Another guy who loved her hairy pussy.

I'll repeat what I just posted in another thread:

I had a friend who I knew had the hots for my wife. She told me that he almost made a pass at her (he volunteered to rub her bare feet). After that, she didn't want me to have him over to the house anymore. Well, one time I got really pissed at my wife, and as "revenge" I sent my friend about 20 pics of my wife nude and of me and my wife having sex. I didn't tell my wife, needless to say. She would have flipped. My friend was totally stoked and very grateful.

But then that idiot hauled off and got caught by his wife looking at the pics. His wife then told my wife about the pics. Luckily, my friend was quick enough on his feet that when his wife caught him looking at the pics, he told her that he had copied them off my laptop one time when he was over at my house, without my knowledge, and so his wife repeated that story to my wife when she told her about the pics. As you can imagine, after that, we were no longer friends with that couple. They got a divorce a few years later.

What was your wife’s reaction when his wife told her about the pics? Damn good that he covered you with his story at least.

repost
 

Don't know if this is what your are looking for; if not, I apologize. Also, a repost.

My brother, myself, and my wife all attended the same University. My wife and my brother were same class. They didn't know each other as far as I know, but had very many common friends. (The university had 51,000 undergrads, so it's quite common.) My brother hinted one time that he had seen her around in college. As I have gotten to know more of my wife's past, I now assume that it was probably at one or more parties with mutual friends. And you know how college parties work, especially with people as promiscuous as my wife apparently was.

I know she was very promiscuous in college and have good reason to believe that some of that was in the group scene. So I've often wondered exactly what he saw of her in college. My cousin, too, was at the same university and in the group scene. She has a pretty good familiarity with him for someone she ostensibly never knew in college. So I've wondered about him to. The cousin may even have fucked her.

on my mobile
 

I was once showing my German friend pics about visit to some place in Poland at my home. We had a long discussion about second world war and what his Grandfather had told him. In the midst of this he wanted to see the pics. so i gave him my phone and he was browsing through the pics. There were also some pics with German words and he was explaining the meaning to me. Accidentally or i dont know how, suddenly he was staring at my wife's naked pic. She used to sport a bush back then.

It was really one of those moments and i saw him stare at the pic for a second and before i could say anything he gave the mobile back to me.

Not my wife, but....
 

I belong to this men's social club, I've been a member for about 15 years, one of the events they used to have was an annual poker night, the proceeds went to keep the club running. The thing that drew a lot of guests to the poker night were the strippers, we had a deal with a local strip club to provide strippers as waitresses and dealers. The girls were usually topless and wore g-strings. Personally, I'm not a big fan, I love to see nude women, just don't really get the stripper thing.

The event is not longer held because some of the wives found out about it and were pissed. I'm lucky, my wife didn't care, I guess because she knew I wasn't that interested. What happened to culminate in ending the poker/stripper night was the good part. The strip bar used to hire additional strippers so they wouldn't have to shut down that night. Some of the wives who wanted this to stop got themselves hired for the event, rumor has it that it was 6 wives, I only knew 2 of them. We only have one event, a Christmas party, where the wives are invited, so most of us have never met many of the other member's wives.

The wives made sure they worked the tables where their husbands were sitting, the husbands reactions went from pretending they didn't notices to throwing a shirt over her and hustling her out. I only saw 2 women that I recognized, both on the upper end of the attractiveness scale, one of the husbands took her home immediately, the other just let her serve drinks.

But, the next year the strippers were gone for good. Some members talk about the good old days, some just talk about how hot Sandra Jones' tits were.

I've posted about this in another thread but to the topic...

We have neighbors that we have grown very close with. It's a same sex couple and one of the ladies does waxing as a full time job. About a year or so into knowing them my wife became a client. So now this lady who I know very well gets to Brazilian wax my wife every few weeks.

yes
 

I read it, good story