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I’ve considered telling my beach story here for quite some time, but one particular concern kept me from doing so. The events in my story are pretty low key and I’ve always wondered if other guys would even enjoy reading about them. However, I recently on saw posting by someone who had also had experiences of a mildly erotic nature. I thought that the posts were great even without any explicit sex. The mildly erotic experiences hold their own special appeal and so I’ve decided to post my story. You can be the judge of its worthiness.

To be clear, the experiences in my story are not mildly erotic to me… they are extremely erotic to me. However, they hold a special appeal because they involve my wife. If I were reading about these experiences happening to someone else, they wouldn’t be as exciting. Still, you may find my story enjoyable (and on the plus side, I have plenty of pics). It’s kinda long, so I will draw it out in a series of posts. Here’s the story:

My wife and I love the beach and try to get to one every opportunity we get. It was about six and half years ago when my wife and I took our first trip to Miami. It was a great vacation like vacations are supposed to be, but this one was the start of an ongoing adventure that I find very erotic.

About half way through a ten-day vacation on South Beach, my wife and I walked a little further south on the beach than we had on previous days. We were surprised to encounter a topless girl. Though I was aware that topless sunbathing was permitted on South Beach, I had forgot because we had spent a good deal of time on the beach and hadn’t seen it. The girl was young, probably 19 or 20, she had spectacular tits, and it was clear that most people in the area had noticed her. My wife made the comment that the topless girl must really be hungry for attention. I found the comment slightly strange because my wife had always had quite an appetite for attention herself.

By the time we finished our walk to the end of South Beach, we saw two more topless sunbathers, one of which was with a guy. I enjoyed the sight of the exposed ladies but didn’t think too much about it until we were back at the condo, later that night, when my wife brought it up again. She asked what my reaction would be if she took off her top at the beach. The idea of her going topless was extremely exciting to me and I told her so. She kind of snickered and I got the sense that she wasn’t asking because she was considering doing it, she just wanted to know if it was something that men accepted of their wives. Still, I couldn’t help but hope that maybe there was a chance that at some point in the future, her little B cup titties might make a public appearance.

Let me take a moment here to tell you about my wife. Her name is Katie and she is cute brunette with nice little tits and a wonderful ass. She has a bit of a wild streak and she’s been that way since before I ever met her. She’s sexually adventurous and loves attention from the opposite sex. We have a terrific marriage and I’ve always encouraged her to be herself and free the untamed side of personality. She’s not really as wild as I may have made it sound, but she knows how to have fun. Therefore, I didn’t really see the chance of her showing her tits on the beach to be beyond a possibility, but the comment she made about the first topless girl we saw made me think it was unlikely.

The next day on the beach started uneventfully, but that changed shortly after we returned to beach from eating lunch. I was reading, as I often do on the beach, when I first noticed that Katie had removed her bikini top without a word. She was just sitting on her towel with a smile, trying on her new-found freedom for size. I wanted to say ‘congratulations’ or ‘thanks’ or something, but I thought talking about it might spoil the mood. She knew that I had noticed her topless state and seemed glad not to have to discuss it at the moment, so I went back to reading without saying anything.

As people started to walk by, I could feel the level of my excitement rise. Guys certainly noticed Katie, and I was a little afraid that the attention might intimidate her. That was definitely not the case. She enjoyed being seen, guys liked looking, but I think that I probably got the biggest thrill from it. When she suggested that we take a walk, I was even more delighted. We walked for about 15 minutes. She proudly showed her little tits to everyone on the beach and I proudly held her hand.

This is just the beginning, but I’ll pause here and gauge the interest level. Thank you for reading!