Being exposed to a friend
Some of you may recognize us from other sites, Jim, my husband and I, Linda have shared stories and pictures several times. Jim is the better writer of the two of us and helps me polish mine so they don’t sound quite so stupid. We have had quite a few adventures over the past few years & we both enjoy writing our impressions down so we can remember how we felt as it happened. Reliving & sharing makes exciting times even more exciting. Letting others know how naughty I’ve been turns me on again and again.
If you like our stories let us know, if not, then at least try to not be mean, I seem to have rather fragile feelings. I do take things seriously. Let me assure you that what we write as non-fiction is truly non-fiction. We lived every second of it. I know I let things happen that many would say was wrong, but we both love and trust each other and enjoy what we do. Jim is my husband, my hero and my life, I would do anything he asks even things that are outside of my comfort zone. He knows that if he were ever to ask me to do something that I were morally against and I said no, he would not push it further. He is more adventuresome than I am. He has opened up an erotic world to me that I would never on my own dared to visit. He’s allowed me to share my body and my thoughts with others, I feel sharing my innermost thoughts is more personal than someone seeing or touching my naked body.
Jim and I have a close friend, Dennis. He has been around for nearly as long as Jim & I have known each other. He worked with Jim for a while & has been married 3 times to 3 of the meanest b*tches I have ever known. He is so nice & would do anything for anyone. His problem is that he trusts women who just want to take advantage of him.
Dennis wanted to fuck me from the first time he saw a picture of me. Jim showed him a picture of me in a very revealing white string bikini when he asked Jim what I looked like. Jim said he nearly drooled over the photo.
As we became friends, I noticed he would undress me with his eyes when he thought I wasn’t looking. Guys, we know what you are thinking & know when you are looking. Being a total flirt, I guess I encouraged him, maybe a little too much.
I didn’t know it at the time, but Jim was showing him some of the naked photos he was taking of me. Now I don’t care, but at the time it really embarrassed me to know any man had seen me naked. I guess some of his staring at me was because he had seen my photos.
Dennis would come by often & it became a common event for him to stay for dinner & drinks for a long evening. He just became a member of the family.
I guess I just got so used to him being around that I didn’t realize I was getting more & more careless or casual in my dress. In the summer I would wear the tiniest bikinis I could find while around our pool. They were the least I could wear & still have covering. I wasn’t into total nudity then as I am now. I knew I was driving him crazy, but convinced myself that he really wasn’t seeing me naked. I’d wear tops that were loose fitting & wouldn’t wear a bra. I loved to bounce & flop in front of him. I know he would get an occasional tit flash, but it would be fast & excited me as much as him. Went he would leave I’d jump Jim’s bone like a hungry dog because I was so turned on.
Jim & I would talk about him seeing me naked, Jim wanted him to see me naked; I kinda did too, but was still shy & embarrassed to be naked in front of other men. I had been brought up as a good Catholic girl who was supposed to be seen only by her husband. It turned me on so much when Jim would talk about my stripping in front of him. I would get so hot & wet thinking about what it would feel like to have another man actually see me naked and not try to cover myself. Jim would tell me that he wanted me to show him my pussy & let him touch me where ever he wanted. I would just have gushing orgasms fantasizing about it.
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