My wife's own ENF
 

When we first started living together, we rented a room in a house that a friend owned. Within a short time, we learned to hate it there. The friend was a lousy house keeper, allowed her little dogs to shit in the house and had a druggie boyfriend, named Keith, who had no job and freeloaded on her. He was worthless! When he was high, he was mellow enough but when he needed a fix of his drug of choice, usually herion, he was a mean asshole.

Just before we found the means to move out of there and into our own apartment, I decided to treat Tammie to a special day to make her feel better after an especially trying week dealing with those two idiots. I tried to make Tammie feel better by getting her out of that house and taking her to appointments to get her hair colored and permed, and getting her nails done, along with a pedicure, which she'd never had before. I figured that would make her feel better about herself and it worked. We had a great day.

I sat through all the appointments, which got me "brownie points" with her, and then we went out to dinner and then called it a night. When we got back home, we saw that Keith was camped out in his usual spot, a chair right next to the bottom of the stairs that led to the second floor and our room. We pretty much ignored him and headed up the 20 or so stairs that took us to our room.

After a while, Tammie decided to go take a shower and get ready for bed. She got undressed, grabbed a towel, wrapped a robe around her nude body and headed barefooted, downstairs where the bathroom was located, just like she had numerous times before. Soon after she left the room, I heard a series of "thumps", followed by some sort of commotion going on downstairs. Soon after that, I heard Tammie call out my name. I ran out of the room, to the top of the stairs and found Tammie laid out on the bottom few carpeted stairs, the bottom of her robe hiked up around her waist, her ass and pussy on display, and the top of it opened up with her tits out and on display as well! Worst of all, Keith was there on the floor below her with one hand on her belly, the other on her thigh and his nose just inches from her shaved pussy! (It was probably his first shaved pussy sighting ever. I'm sure his girlfriend never shaved for him - She was too lazy to pick up dog shit off the floor!)

It seems that the woman who gave Tammie her pedicure forgot to warn her that her newly smoothed feet might be slippery and so she was expecting nothing special as she took her first step down the stairs. Well, her foot slipped out from under her, she fell backwards on the stairs and slid down them on her back, to the bottom. On the way down, every stair pulled her robe up higher until it was bunched up at the sash around her waist! Meanwhile, her unrestrained breasts jiggled and bounced during the trip down, until they fought their way out of the top of the robe! She finally came to a stop, laid out on her back on the last few stairs, spread-eagled, with all of her assets on display!

Keith had heard the noise behind him and turned to watch her slide down the stairs, gaining a nice view of her pussy and tits! When she finally came to a stop and laid there, slightly dazed, he got out of his chair, went to her and sat on the floor below her and stared back and forth between her pussy and her tits! When she tried to move, he placed his hand on her belly and told her not to move because she could have broken a bone or something. When she tried to close her legs, she found she couldn't because he was sitting between them, effectively holding them open with his body.

Keith placed his hands on her legs, just above the knees and began "feeling for broken bones", moving higher and higher. When he reached mid thigh, he glanced up at her tits and moved one hand to her belly to continue his "diagnosis". When Tammie finally recovered enough to realize what was going on, he had one hand on her inner thigh, against her pussy and the other against the crease under her left boob, the weight of it resting on the back of his hand.That's when I heard her shout for me. By the time I arrived at the top of the stairs, he had moved his hands down to her belly and mid-thigh where I saw them.

Realizing that she must have taken a tumble down the stairs, my first thought was that she was hurt. I raced down the stairs as Keith stood up and made room for me at the bottom. Tammie immediately closed her legs as I asked her if she was alright. She said she didn't know but that she wanted to get up. Knowing that Keith was still there staring at her nakedness, I rearranged the top of her robe, finally covering her tits, and helped her get up and stand. As she stood, the bottom of her robe finally fell to cover her pussy momentarily but unfortunately, the sash had loosened and didn't hold the robe closed. She was still on display for Keith to gawk at. Tammie glared at him as she untied the sash, pulled the robe around herself and retied it. She turned around and walked gingerly up the stairs as Keith headed back to his chair without saying a word. Heading up behind her, I realized that from just a few stairs down, I could see up the back of her robe all the way to her ass cheeks and her pussy! I looked back at Keith, now sitting in his chair, and he was smiling at us! I wondered to myself just how many times he had enjoyed THIS view! No wonder he always sat in this particular chair! I had to admit, it WAS quite a nice view!

It turned out that other than her back stiffening up some the next day, she didn't hurt herself terribly. She told me later, what had happened before I arrived at the top of the stairs and that she didn't know if she was more embarassed about the whole incident, or revolted that it was Keith who was the lucky recipient of the whole show. It would have been a very hot situation for both of us if it had been anyone but Keith! As it turned out, we moved out of there and into our own apartment not long after this incident, but I never have had the heart to tell her about the show she gave him every time she went downstairs to take her shower, both before and after her tumble! :D

I went through my old hard drive looking for a quality pic of Tammie from that timeframe. Here's a pic of her, taken not long after we moved into our first apartment. No nudity, but I think its easy to imagine how her tits managed to work their way out of the robe as she slid down the stairs.

DAAYUM!!! Now that's QUITE the rack! Thanks for sharing

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Thanks, VXCguy! I sure like 'em! :D

Nice story AND titties!

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Thanks, Apeboy. We appreciate guys like you who comment positively. :)

I think it is fair to say that the vast majority of posters here are positive and love to see your wife's nice titties.

You are right!
 

You are right, Cufan86. I've never been to a site that had nicer members. Thats the only reason my wife only lets me post her pics here. She appreciates the positive comments you guys leave. In fact, the above is the only negative comment she's ever recieved. I've asked one of the moderators to remove that idiot and his comment so my wife never sees it but so far, nothing. The mod must be attending church on this beautiful Sunday! Lol! :D

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Thanks, Sparky 45!

She is lovely! Please pass along my compliments

The exact opposite occurred
 

A while ago, one of my wife’s most attractive nieces came to stay the summer while she took a special class of some sort. She was fit and slender and looked good in our swimming pool. With her around, we had to wear swimsuits which we seldom did. I asked my wife to bring up nude swimming to Caroline but my wife said no, she is WAAAY too young.

After work I came home just as my wife was driving away. I went upstairs to our bedroom to shower before taking a swim. I have dry skin and put some lotion on all over. We keep swimsuits in an enclosed corner of our pool that has a shower curtain for privacy so all I had on was a terry cloth robe.

Of course I slid down the stairs making a lot of noise so Caroline was there almost instantly. The robe was wide open and I was spread eagle. When I heard her voice I thought that my wife will never believe this was not intentional. I looked up to see Caroline in a very conservative one piece swimsuit looking at me , first my face then further down . My modest private was growing into a normal sized but very happy general. She told me to stay until we were certain nothing was broken. Scared to look down I asked her if I was still covered by the robe and she said that “you are exposed and seem to be growing”
After a few minutes I asked her to please get something to cover my private area. In moments she came back with a washcloth! She knelt beside me and carefully laid it over my fully extended member and tucked the edges into the crease beside my balls. I couldn’t control myself and my fully rock hard cock twitched moving the washcloth off to one side. Her eyes got larger and then she reached over to put the cloth back to where it was but hesitated and asked if that might happen again. I said yes, it might do it again and it is not completely in my control. My penis was not completely exposed but the cloth wasn’t covering all on one side either.
I told her it would fall off anyway unless she held it in place and I doubted she wanted to do that. She stared at it and then looked at me and said that might be awkward. She then said “I will do that if you want but if you are being modest because of me, I know I shouldn’t have looked but I did so I have already seen it”
To make her point, she picked up the washcloth and immediately my cock once again twitched big time nearly hitting my stomach. I don’t remember it doing it like that since I was a teenager.
I slid back and lifted myself so I was sitting on the stairs with my legs spread and my very happy penis standing proud. I also remembered that my wife would be back sometime. I asked Caroline if she had seen a penis before and she said “babies, my younger brother when we give him a bath, my grandfather in the hospital and in books. I peeked at my father once but just got a glance”. I very quickly showed her my balls and pulled the skin up and down my penis then asked if she wanted to touch . She said I want to but it looks like it will burst. The head was purple and the trunk was red , still twitching. It would not take much for me to ejaculate.
In a moment of sanity, we walked out to the pool and I crammed my junk into a loose swimsuit. We put towels beside the pool and then jumped in . I thought the cool water would calm the beast but I stayed hard. We swam to the pool steps and I quickly explained how the balls made sperm, she had eggs, etc. She asked if I got erect wanting to have sex with her? I explained that a pretty girl has that affect but I think my hard on was mostly due to being embarrassed. That said, I had a need to release a load of sperm and normally I would ask my wife for intercourse which I then explained, or a blowjob which got a huge reaction that I had to explain, or I would get into a private place and rub myself up and down, in a motion that was like sliding in and out of my wife.
She didn’t ask directly but she implied knowing all this she would like to see me again. I pulled the loose leg of my shorts over and released my still hard cock and balls. I asked her go to the dirty towel basket and get me one and I started to stroke myself feeling ashamed but not enough to stop. She returned and sat next to me and staring at my motion. Without asking she reached over and began to feel my balls. Knowing I was getting close, I told her to look outside and make sure no one was there including my wife. When she returned I was leaning back on the pool stairs getting ready for the final effort. As I reached down to resume she reached over and grabbed my cock with one hand and my balls with the other. She was pumping me mimicking my motions and then asked if she could put my penis in her mouth.
That was enough. I grabbed the towel and threw it in front of my cock which had gotten even larger in her small hands just as the first spurt flew into the pool water just beyond the towel. She thought that was it as she stared wide eyed and stopped pumping. I almost shouted “don’t stop!, don’t stop!” and she grabbed me and kept pumping. I was exhausted as she kept pumping after the last drops of my precious lotion appeared.
She said my sperm in the pool would keep her from swimming but I assured her the pool chlorine would make it safe.
We sat for a few minutes and I explained that I was too close to ejaculating for her to put my cock in her mouth besides we needed to have our limits. Fucking and blowjobs are not going to happen and she must please keep her clothes on to avoid temptation.
She stayed the rest of the summer without anything happening mainly because we were never alone again. Her brother stayed with us some too.
Many years later she came to visit , after my wife left for church she came into my bedroom naked and looking great. She said she had learned a new skill and wanted to show me. She pulled back the bedsheets and dived on my growing cock and swallowed it. She did an astonishing job licking balls , nibbling under the head and even rimming me briefly leading to a violent explosive cum. We got dressed and had a wonderful visit before she left.
After she left, my wife told me that some young man would be very happy soon, explaining that Saturday afternoon , Caroline asked my wife to teach her how to do a blowjob. They practiced on dildos for a hour or so. My wife kidded Caroline that she should bring me in to show her how it is done but Caroline said she would be embarrassed to see me naked!

Jill is rarely embarrassed
 

Self, that was a great story. Thanks.

Around 15 years ago, Jill would have been in her early 50’s. We were canoeing the Mississippi about an hour north of Minneapolis near our home. As we would hit secluded stretches Jill would remove her bikini top. It was a good view for me even from the back as some side boob became visible at times.

We were still a half hour away from the town and boat landing where we left a car when we came around a curve in the water and obscured by branches a father and 10 year old son were fishing on the bank of the river. Jill hastily scrambled to get her tits corralled into her top as we drifted closer to the father and son. The dad started laughing and said “that’s something you don’t see every day”. Jill was mortified and luckily was wearing a wide brimmed hat and big sunglasses as she realized the son was a patient of hers who always came to the clinic with his mother, thus the reason I can say for certain he was ten years old.

Jill was always nervous when she would see the boy’s or family name on her schedule but thankfully nothing was ever said.