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Sorry that this story is so long - but it covers a very important part of our lives as a couple.
The best thing that can happen in your life is to meet the perfect partner, someone with the same loves and likes, the same fantasies and to be a couple that would do anything to please either partner.
I was lucky enough to meet my life partner when we were both 19. She was already married at the time but her marriage was not happy, her husband was jealous and possessive, he did not understand her needs and would not allow her to be herself, living with him was worse than living at home with her mum, so she had moved back into her mums house. We had met in a pub and had arranged a movie date, this went very well so we arranged to meet the following Saturday afternoon.
At this stage we did not know that our fantasies could be compatible. On the Saturday as we were strolling hand in hand along the pavement she spotted an outfit in a shop window - oh! I absolutely love it she said, do you mind if I try it on. Well this outfit was made entirely of black lace and as I thought that I might get to see a bit more of her if she tried it on, I knew that she was not wearing a bra as I could see her hard nipples poking against the front of her t-shirt so I said that I didn't mind her trying it on. She went into the change room and then came out wearing this beautiful black lace suit, I could see right through it, long hard pink nipples poking right through the lace. The skirt part of the suit was a maxi skirt that fit tightly around her bum, the straight to the knee where the bottom part flared. She was wearing little white knickers which I cold also see clearly. I think it looks fantastic, I said, she said, yes, I like it but I don't like people seeing my knickers through it. She went back into the change room and came out again a few minutes later, the knickers were gone, now I could clearly see her bush. I much prefer this she said, what do you think? I love it I said. OK, she said I think I will buy it, she went to the counter and said to the girl could you please put my other clothes in a bag, I would like to wear this. From behind I could see her naked bum and imagined what it would be like to walk behind her.
The assistant put her little mini and her t-shirt in a bag, and off she went out into the street. It was about 3 pm on a Saturday afternoon and the streets were full of shoppers. I could not believe that I was out with my new girlfriend who was showing the world everything, pert little breasts with hard nipples poking through and bush from the front and naked tight buns from the back. She proudly strutted along on her high heels as everyone stopped to look, smiles and gasps from the males, frowns and glares from the females, whistles from the building workers. Isn't this great, she said. To get to her home there was a short cut through a park, she led me to a little clearing among some trees, took my hand and slid it between her legs, she was so wet, this was the first time that a girl had guided my hand there, my fingers were sliding in and out of that slick wetness and I could feel her clit. after a while she shuddered and we both sat on the ground. I'm sorry but I can't do anything for you today she told me, I need to get home. She stood up and took of the lace top and put on a bra, that came from her handbag, and her t-shirt, the she removed the lace skirt and I could that her pubic hair was glistening with her juices, I think that I will have to shower when I get home she said, and she put on her knickers and mini skirt. I didn't think you were wearing a bra when we met, I said. I wasn't she replied, I took it off in the ladies before I met you, my mum would kill me if she knew that I was out without a bra. What would she do if she knew that you were out and about wearing no bra and no knickers under a lace outfit I said, showing everyone every thing you. I think that she would tie me up and never let me out again, she said. Would you like to tie me up? I was shocked and excited but did not reply. Did you enjoy this afternoon she asked, I loved it I replied, I was so proud that everyone was looking at you and envying me because I was with you. I loved it too she said, I think that is great that you have no problem with me dressing like this, it provides me with a certain amount of protection, whilst I can enjoy everyone looking at me but not being able to touch. We got close to her home and she threw her arms around me and kissed me, her tongue delving deep into my mouth, I slipped my hand under her skirt and gave her a little squeeze, I could still feel the wetness that had soaked into her knickers, you are still wet, I said, I know she replied, and I think that you and I are going to get on just fine. We arranged to met the next day, I would borrow my mums car and we would drive out into the country and find a nice little country pub so that we could have lunch. I went home and relieved myself with the thoughts of my day, I came in seconds, and then again thinking about the prospects for tomorrow. Next day I picked her up in my mums car a block away from her home, her mum did not know about me. I was a little disappointed as she was wearing a dress, although it was still a mini, it did not reveal much. She got in the car and deep tongue kissed me again. OK she said, lets get ready for today. She pulled the dress over her head and was siting there wearing just a bra and knickers, she quickly slipped off her bra and I was captivated by her little breasts jiggling there in the seat beside me. She rummaged around in her bag and brought out a brown cotton cardigan with buttons all the way down the front. She put the cardigan on and did up just three buttons, it was a tight fitting and her nipples protruded nicely. Next she slipped of her knickers and got a little pair of tight cotton shorts from her bag, she slipped into the shorts and pulled them up tight around her, in those days the was no name for that look, but now we call it a camel toe. I was astounded. Finally she pulled on some knee length brown socks. She sat back in the set, knees slightly apart, nipples struggling to break free of the t-shirt, and said to me, what do you think? Does this look alright? You look sensational I said, let's go and shock everyone again, she nodded and smiled.
We arranged to meet during the week and to go to the coast, this time she was wearing jeans and a little halter top, her nipples were very prominent, what did your mum think about what you are wearing I asked, she was not home, she replied.
When we got to the beach she quickly changed into a little bikini, I was surprised as I expected her to run around topless. But I should not have been concerned because it did not take long for her bikini top to come off.
We moved along the sand until we were in a little valley between some sand dunes. We lay on our towels and i sucked on her hard nipples, I love that she said, soon she had her hand down my shorts and grabbed my erection. I licked her from her nipples to her navel, I put my thumbs into her bikini bottoms and pulled them down, she lifted her legs to make it easier and then opened her legs when the bikini bottoms were gone. She pulled my mouth onto her, she was so wet and I could see all that pinkness deep inside her, she opened her legs wider and pulled me down onto her, she was gyrating her clit against my mouth and I had my fingers deep inside her, suddenly she came and relaxed, then she whispered into my ear fuck me gently. I moved on top of her and slid my penis inside her, she was so wet and we started to move slowly together. We have an audience, she whispered, up to your right. i glanced and saw a guy sitting on top of the dune intently watching us. You lift your self up onto your knees she said, then he will really be abler to see what we are doing, I raised myself up and she opened her legs even wider and with fingers on each side of her vagina she spread it as wide as possible, he's masturbating, she said, do you want to stop? I asked, no she said and started to work on her clit as I thrust in and out of her. He's cum, she said, lets us enjoy each other and we slowly worked to a climax.
It has been one of my fantasies for a long time to have a stranger wank whilst watching me being fucked, and I can't believe it is actually happening, she said, that was so cool and so sexy, I think that you are good for me, you are so different to my husband, I love that you love me showing off.
All the way home all she could talk about was how much of her this guy had seen and how much she loved it, maybe if there is a next time we should ask whoever it is if they want to join us, I said, there's an idea she said, I will have to think about that.
We saw each other every day after that and I was introduced to her parents and we got just fine.
Every day was just as exciting as that first day, she never wore a bra and often did not wear knickers, she started trimming her pubic hair, she always wore a see-thru, low cut or tight fitting top with a mini skirt, shorts or jeans, or she often wore mini dresses, sometimes long flowing maxi skirts or dresses, many with a slit to the waist or wrap over so that they opened at the front. She always got all the male attention when we went out, but she still had to change form what she was wearing when she left home.
We got on so well that after her divorce we planned our own wedding and we married 15 months after our first date. She chose this beautiful low cut wedding gown with a flowing skirt - there is a tradition that I would like to follow at our wedding she said. Often the bride wears a garter which the groom removes with his teeth, but there is an extension to that where the groomsmen try to get the garter but you as groom intervenes and you remove the garter - this is supposed to signify you protecting me. I said that I thought that was great and I told my groomsmen on the day that they should get under her skirt to try to remove the garter and that I would fight them all off to remove it myself.
I did not see her the night before nor on the day of the wedding, and when she walked done the aisle she looked like a princess. We went through all the usual wedding things, and then it came to the time for her to throw her bouquet and to have the garter removed. She sat on a chair and my best man was the first to approach, the rest of the groomsmen lined up behind him. I expected everyone to enjoy being under her skirt but it seemed to be taking forever. I pretended to thrust them all aside and lifted her skirt, she wasn't wearing any knickers and her pussy was completely shaven, I had never seen a bald pussy before, this was after all, over 20 years ago and brazilian's were not heard of. She had her legs slightly apart and she was, as usual glistening, I had to lift the skirt a little higher as she did not have the garter just above her knee, she had it at the top of her thigh, and to get my teeth on the little blue bow, which was on her inner thigh, she had to open her legs quite wide. All of my groomsmen, and any other guys that the had called over for a look, were standing behind me. I finally managed to get the garter bow in my mouth and worked in down her leg, all of the time her wet pussy on show to everyone standing behind me, she loved the attention. We got the garter off and she threw it to the groomsmen and my best man caught it. then we were off to get changed and to leave for our honeymoon she was quite demurely dressed but her mini dress just barely covered her cheeks, and, of course, she was not wearing knickers again. I helped into the back of the car, as she, again made sure that nothing was hidden from view. As we drove away he took my hand and place it between her legs, neither of us cared about what the driver could see, Wasn't that great and so exciting she said? every one of my friends has seen your pussy I said, I know she replied, that was a pretty good way to break the ice, so that none of them should be embarrassed by what they get to see in the future. What do you have in mind?, I asked, Don't you worry, she said, lets enjoy our honeymoon first.
We have now been married for over 20 years and nothing has changed, we both still get turned on by her showing off and flirting, and we now both enjoy our very sharing marriage, I love sharing her, she loves being shared and loves me watching, we then both have the greatest sex together reliving every wonderful moment. I am a very lucky man.
Here are a selection of the photos taken around that time.