What have you got your wife or girlfriend to do

[cuck4annie]

The first time we looked at porn together was in an adult bookstore. By request Annie wore her black clingy dress. Braless, tit falling out when she bent over, pretending to read the details on the toys. Standing behind her, pressing my bulge lightly against her buttocks. She had her long hair up in a loose, messy bun showing off her long smooth neck, and an unobstructed view of her breasts. See photo: I will continue with what happened next, depending on how much interest there is...

[crazyloco]

I have four different stories, so I'll start in chronological order.

Over the years, my shy/prude wife from the Bible Belt has loosened up quite a bit. In the early years of our marriage, getting her to wear a skimpy outfit or a cheeky bikini was tough if not impossible. But, as I think is the case with many women, as she got older, she cared less about what others might think. And it helped that her body stayed tight. Some of the dresses got shorter. Some of the shirts were worn without a bra. And super-skimpy, thong bikinis became the staple.

About five years ago, at around age 42, I convinced her to go to a nude beach. We weren't there for very long, but she stripped down completely naked and walked around for a bit, as it was mostly empty. Back then, she had A Cups on a petite five foot frame, great butt, and completely smooth pussy. A few people got to see her completely naked and I was pretty happy about that.

About two years after that, she upgraded to DD boobs. You might think a size like that would look comical on a small frame, but we picked a great surgeon (and I spent a lot of money), and they actually looked very natural. We went back to the nude beach. It was much busier. She got rid of her top and walked around for a bit in just a tiny thong, but she was reluctant to go full nude. Nevertheless, I was happy that several people got to see her tits and ass that day.

About a year after that, we planned a trip to Vegas, and I told her I wanted to go to Moorea, the topless pool. I had been there previously with a buddy and generally enjoyed the vibe, not to mention the topless women. I wasn't quite sure what she would think or how game she would be to spend a whole day topless with so many people around but figured what the hell. At worst, I would get to see other women's tits. It turned out that Saturday was full of surprises.

First, the outfit. I expected the bikini: a multi-color top and black thong bottoms. But then she threw on a sheer cover-up that, honestly, was like wearing nothing at all. In the past, no matter how skimpy the bikini, she always covered up with a modest cover-up until we got to the beach or pool. That day, there was nothing modest about the cover up. Everyone throughout the hotel hallways and the casino would get to see her ass as we made our way to the pool. Funnily enough, when we got there, it turned out she had forgotten her ID. So she had to make her way BACK through the hotel, etc. to the room and then back down. Before we set foot in Moorea, about a hundred people had already seen her ass.

Second....when we finally got into the pool area, we were shown to a big lounge bed we had reserved which were on the main pool level. They were in the "second row" so to speak--not pool adjacent but up by a wall, behind which sits the giant hot tub. The conversation went like this:

"So, I can go completely topless?" she asked.

"Yes," I said and then turned to get a sense for the vibe and how many women there were. "But most women don't get topless until the afternoon, after they've had a few drinks and--"

By the time I had turned back around, my wife was standing there in nothing but her thong. Her big tits (and big areola) were out for everyone to see.

"As I was saying, most women wait--"

"Look, you brought me to a topless pool. I'm topless. Now shut up and let me do my thing."

I shut up, but I kept wondering if this moment of courage would pass quickly. It did not. She remained topless throughout the day, except to go to the bathroom, as pool rules require women to put on a top for the restroom.

But some more specific surprises were in store.

Third, after a bit, I asked her to go into the pool. That's when I first sensed some hesitation and got an initial "no." Lying on a bed was one thing, but walking to the pool topless was a little too exhibitionist for her. But I convinced her to go and told her once she got in the pool, she could just keep her tits below water level. She agreed, and we went into the pool. But then she surprised me because she walked over to the shallow part, making sure her tits remained above the water for everyone to see.

In fact, they looked so good this throuple (married couple + single friend) came over to talk to us for a while. The single woman (blonde, attractive, big natural tits) specifically said she wanted to talk to my wife because her "natural tits looked so good." I didn't correct her.

We spoke with them a while and eventually my wife and the single woman got out and went back to our chairs to chat and drink some more. I chatted with the "main couple" for a while, but it was relatively normal conversation about shows and gambling. I returned to my chair. The single woman and my wife were just sitting there, topless and chatting. The blonde eventually left. Before I could ask, my wife was quick to note, "She's not my type so don't ask."

Fourth surprise.... At one point, she put on her top and went to the restroom. When she came back, she stood at the edge of the lounge bed surveying the scene. I could tell there were some guys in the hot tub behind us, so I told her, "I think the guys in the hot tub would like to see your tits." Without hesitation, she unclasped her bikini top and threw it on the lounge chair. She stood there for a few seconds, smiling at them.

"And your ass," I said. She turned around, and the guys now had a full view of her ass in her tiny thong.

The last surprise was perhaps the biggest. Toward the end of the day, we walked over to the pool again--topless like the last time. I'm not sure why, but the pool was absolutely freezing the second time we got in. She couldn't stand it, so I figured we would be returning to our lounge bed quickly. Wrong.

Instead, she got out of the pool and sat on the far edge of the pool. For those of you who haven't been to Moorea, the far edge of the pool is basically exhibitonist paradise. There are places throughout the club where you can be discreetly topless (e.g., under an umbrella toward the back of the club). The edge of the pool is not one of those places. If you are sitting on that ledge, there is no hiding from anyone. It is as exposed as you can be to the hundred or so people there. And there was my wife, sitting with her tits out for everyone to see. There was one guy who sat to her right about two feet away who could not stop staring. He was trying to be sly about it, but it wasn't working, so I just gave him a nod and smile to let him know it was okay.

I wish I could say things got somewhat saucier with another couple, but that would be untrue. Toward the end of the day, we just got dressed and went back to the room to shower and go to a show.

I've tried to go back again in the last couple of years, but it hasn't happened. I'm hopeful that we can do so again this year. I would love to go with another couple, but I don't know that we have cool couple friends who would be down with it. If you've seen my other posts, you'll see that I fantasize about her going there with just her girl friends, but that hasn't happened either.