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About 2 years ago I gave my 2005 Chevy truck to my nephew Chris for parts,but stuck under the crack seat I put an envelope with 5 photos of my wife,every once I'll ask him what he's done with it,he said him and his buddy took alot off of it,transmission,starter windshield,dashboard and hos other buddy wanted the seats.He never said if their found them but I can't wait if he ever says,the pics were thong bikini from the rear,topless in the pool,topless in the river and walking full frontal nude...
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Maybe your nephew found them first and just didn’t say anything. Pretty hot to think of your nephew looking at his aunt’s hot body and jerking off. Next time he sees her, he’s remembering what she looks like naked. |
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My wife, forever the tease.
This morning she joined me for coffee in a button up flannel. It used to be mine when I was heavier but now she wears it when it’s cold. She leaves the top two buttons undone. This morning she made her way to the kitchen where I was making coffee. She didn’t have anything underneath as she had woken up naked and thrown that on to be warm until her shower. She asked about the coffee and I said it wasn’t done and I’d bring her some when it was. She turned to exit the kitchen then called my name. I looked her way as she stood in the doorway to the hall. She pulled the shirt up over her head and took it off. Her big tits and shaved pussy looked delightful but I nearly collapsed as she turned and sexily sashayed down the hall, her wide hips and jiggly butt hypnotizing me. She always does things like this then when I make a move to instigate sexual activity. Then suddenly she says she has no time. Then I hit her with a “you can’t do that to me then leave me hanging and she usually gives in. We’ll have a quick fuck or she’ll suck me off. Today it was the latter. She said she had to get going but agreed to suck me off. She told me I had to hurry so no slow buildup. Just straight to her knees and sucking me. I came in about a minute. |
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Back when I was in uni, my friend and I were heading to the annual ball together. She's the same platonic friend I've posted about here before (very sporty, nice tight body, long dirty blonde hair, small breasts, sculpted ass). I think it was the end of our first year, so both about 19. We had been drinking beforehand together. We get on the private bus that takes the students from the university to the hotel.
She had brought a small bottle of vodka to sneak in. Standard practice here is for the girls to tape these small bottles to their thighs, under their ballgowns. They won't get searched. (It's not an underage drinking issue, since the drinking age is 18 here, it's just much cheaper than buying shots at the bar.) So, I was sitting next to her on the bus. She's wearing a long slinky black dress, low cut and with slit up to the thigh on one side. Already a bit drunk, so without inhibitions, she hikes up the front of her dress, almost to the crotch. I can't see her panties, but it's so close. Her thighs are so smooth. She holds the bottle in place at her inner thigh and asks me to do the taping. Obviously I oblige. I get to fondle her thigh under the auspices of holding it steady as I wrap the tape around. Something about her presenting the inner part of her thigh to me made it so much hotter for me. I then got a bit cocky and I “steady” the bottle, pushing it upwards slightly. I know what I'm intending to happen, and it does. The neck of the bottle pushes into her panties slightly, directly between her legs. I hear a sharp intake of breath and she whispers my name abruptly, meaning "Hey!". I pretend not to have noticed and finish wrapping the tape. ... Later at the ball together, it's well into the night, after the meal, after most of the dancing. We're both tired-drunk. We're the only two sat at our dinner table, everyone else is getting in the last of their dancing. My arm is around her shoulder as we're chatting, both just slumped back in our chairs. The chatting lulls. We're just sitting together in silence now, watching the dance floor. I slowly start giving her a one-handed neck rub. Nothing serious, I just change my hand on her shoulder from a static one to a slightly mobile one. It really started just like a friendly squeeze of the shoulder then back of the neck. She seems to like it, but says nothing, so I carry on. Then, as usual, I start to push my luck. I move my hand forward. It's my left hand, on her left shoulder, and I'm sitting to her right, so my arm is basically drap*d over her. I'm now starting to drap*d it around that bit more. I go from rubbing her left shoulder to the top of her chest, around her clavicle. She still says nothing. I keep going, now, slowly reaching that imperceptible point where "not-breast" very much in my mind starts to become "sort-of-the-top-of-her-breast". It's very exciting for me to see how far I can take it, especially in this public setting. Eventually my fingertips are inching inside the front of her dress, and I no longer have any doubt that what I'm massaging is her breast. I use the massaging motion to pull her breast upwards slightly with each rub inside her dress (it was very clear she didn't have a bra on), and in doing so get purchase slightly lower down. I have to stress how gradually this all went. I can’t believe she’s not noticed. Equally I can’t believe she’s straight up into it. At this point my fingertips are full-on rubbing her tit now, just shy of nipple... And then a classmate comes back to table from dancing and we both snap out of it immediately. Damn him. This is one of those prime low-key examples. We’re both drunk, but I know that I know what I’m doing. Surely she knows what I’m doing too and is going along with it. That drives me wild. |
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I like to show friends or work colleague nude photos I find online. What they dont know is I sometimes put pictures of my wife into the mix. I will crop or blur the picture so they don't realize its her. But, what a TURN ON!!! if they stop on one of her pictures and make comments. Also very funny to know that they can be standing and talking to her without realizing they have seen and made comments to me about her naked body
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He got fired, but for messing up money, not HR issues. It did help him get away with sharing photos at work that the HR woman was always in sheer tops/bras and often braless herself! |
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I wouldn't say anything either. The only result of saying would be that I wouldn't see any more of those pics.
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Genuinely interested to hear others' opinions on this, as the title of the thread made me think of some incredibly low key moments that genuinely did give me a massive thrill. No nudity, no contact, no smutty talk, just super low key, but enough to get my perverted mind racing. Here's a perfect example:
I teach at a college. My students are mostly women, so each year out of all of them there's usually half a dozen or so women between 18 and 30 that particularly catch my eye. I'm professional, and I like not getting fired, so I'm not going to do anything beyond silently enjoy the view of the odd upskirt or downblouse that comes naturally with a classroom of young women lined up in front of you. Anyway, one of the young women who had caught my eye recently (she must have been about 22) came up to me during a break in the class to ask a question. Nothing odd there, this often happens during the breaks. Now, usually, I'm just standing at the front of the room, so it's a quick face to face chat. This time however, I had taken a seat behind my desk to get something ready on the computer for the next segment. She was holding her laptop, and instead of just standing by my desk with it and asking her question, she placed it down so she could point something out to me. Then the incredibly low key thing happened. She crouched down beside my desk so that she wouldn't be looming over me as we spoke and as she referred to her laptop. In some sense it was a perfectly normal thing to do, just like how people sometimes come down to the eye-level of a wheelchair user out of respect. But in that moment my mind split into two. One half (doing all the external work) was professionally dealing with a student's question. The other (internal) half was fixated on the unusual physical situation. You see, she wasn't quite at eye-level. Between the height of my chair and the fact that she had properly crouched down on her haunches, I was now looking down at her. She wasn't wearing anything revealing, just normal jeans and a jumper. But, as I had swivelled to address her, I couldn't put out of my mind the fact that this young woman (in front of everyone else in the class) was now low to the floor, practically between my legs, and looking up at me. I obviously don't need to explain why that particular position was exciting to me. It was made all the more exciting by the fact that she appeared completely oblivious. All the time we spoke, I kept thinking that that particular viewpoint is usually one a woman only gives to a select few. And, in the words of the title of the thread, it gave me "a massive thrill" to simply have seen her face looking up at me from that angle. So, what do you think? Am I crazy to get anything out of that nothing-moment? Or can you relate at all? |
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