[Voyeur] Family exposures

[itit49]

Originally Posted by veryaware2003

This happened about twenty five years ago, my wife and I attended a family reunion of sorts. The place was packed with aunts, uncles, cousins, etc. My wife is 5'6", blonde, D cup, and at that time she had an athletic body.

The event we were attending took place in the Midwest, in mid June. The weather was warm and humid, and my wife was wearing a summer dress that hung off her shoulders, cute but conservative, with a strapless bra. Several of her cousins and a few aunts and uncles were all sitting in a large living room of her parents' home. My wife was sitting next to her sister. Her sister's husband brought in their 1 year old who was tired and fussy and asked her if she could take him to her old room upstairs and lay him down for a nap. My wife intercepted the baby, wanting to hold him before her sister took him upstairs.
He was mesmerized by my wife at first, likely because she looked a lot like her sister. He seemed to be comfortable in my wife’s arms. My wife was holding him and talking with her sister and uncle, not really paying attention to the baby turning and starting to look at her breasts. The baby then grabbed the top of her dress and bra and pulled it down, exposing both breasts, then quickly latched onto her left breast. Most everyone in the room gasped, then laughed as my wife tried to cover herself without dropping the baby. Her uncle had the best view, but everybody there had a good view of both breasts for a good 4 or 5 seconds and the right breadt a little longer than that.
After my sister-in-law took her son and apologized, my wife and I excused ourselves and went to get a drink in the kitchen. She looked at me and asked how much did everyone see. She could tell by the look on my face it was a lot. She smiled and said her pussy twitched when she realized her tits were completely exposed, but then quickly realized she needed to cover up and feign embarrassment. I told her she did good, especially when she handed the baby back before pulling up her dress, which allowed everyone a second and completely unobstructed view.
She was teased about the incident the rest of the weekend. There were a few of the husbands who missed it and requested she hold her nephew again. To this day, her cousins bring it up at family reunions. My wife just smiles and acts embarrassed. If they only knew how much she enjoys flashing her body.

Great story, I have a similar one.
We invite three couples of friends to our house, one has a 6-8 month old baby. We sit in the living room, the women on the sofa and the men on chairs in front of them. The meeting immediately seems interesting. It is summer, the women are wearing skimpy clothes. The baby's mother has a low-cut top, the baby grabs the top while he is in her arms and fully exposes the bra. Another woman is wearing a short dress, sitting down she does a quick upskirt and shows her panties for a moment. It is the first time and I appreciate it. My wife deserves a separate discussion. She is wearing a very short denim miniskirt, a very rare event. She sits on the sofa and occasionally crosses her legs but aware of the miniskirt she covers herself and moves carefully nevertheless she is the host and she has to stand up and to sit down multiple times and there are a few little upskirts.
Then there is the main event, as usual the baby is the center of attention. All the women take him on their arms. My wife is the last, she is sitting with the baby in her arms and her legs crossed. Suddenly the baby starts to cry while kicking and waving his arms. My wife loses control of the situation and concentrated on the baby she forgets to cover herself. She spreads her legs wide open and her panties are completely in sight, they are a little transparent and you can see her hairy pussy underneath. All eyes are on her, the women perhaps look at the baby but the men are all staring at my wife's panties. About a minute passes then the mother of the child goes to help my wife and takes the baby back. For a few seconds my wife remains with her legs open and panties (and pussy) in sight then she realizes that she is in an indecent pose and immediately covers herself very embarrassed. At that point, pretending to want to lighten the mood but with the aim of sparking the discussion, I say “Take it easy, don’t worry about covering yourself, we’ve already seen it all”. Relieved of their embarrassment by my joke, the other boys go wild. The most uninhibited one immediately replies “What the hell, we saw your underwear!”. Another one quickly replies “I confirm they were white!”. The child’s father “Seeing my son, as soon as he’s in a woman’s arms he thinks about undressing her”. For the rest of the evening, every now and then a joke about my wife’s panties came out.
The first photo first tries to explain what was seen (taken from internet, not my wife).
The second photo is another upskirt of my wife.

[cdymtn01]

One summer my aunts and uncles went to the beach for a vacation together. We had this big house and each family had a floor. All of singles were on a floor to ourselves. Everyone had gone to the beach I thought and I had stayed in bed a little longer. I got up and took a shower then slipped on panties and bra. I listened to see if I could hear anyone and didn't. I didn't want to get dressed it was hot in the house. I was going to go shopping later I needed another swim suit. I went upstairs and I didn't see anyone. I fixed myself some breakfast and I was going to take it to my room. When I started to leave the kitchen my uncle came in. He told me he had been watching me trying to figure out how I was going to wear that sexy swim suit to the beach. Then he said he noticed it was see through. I tried to ignore him as I walked almost ran out to my room.

[brunettesrule]

Originally Posted by SexyCat

Surprised I didn't get any replies to that story. Here's a screenshot in case you didn't believe me.

Do any dads out there have advice on how I can encourage this, and get to a point where I can casually send him nudes all the time?

Actually, my wife and I ran into a dad like this when we were at Gunnison Beach, a nude beach in New Jersey. It started off because my wife and I were completely naked and wearing these broad-brimmed hats. My wife's had some cool fringe on it. A guy and his wife approached us and the guy had a pro-level camera and said they loved the hats and asked if they could take a picture of us. They could tell that we did not want to just let a stranger take nude pics of us, so they said, "How about posing behind these chairs?" So, we are naked, but with the chairs making it PG-13.

After that, the husband and wife came back by with a photo album that basically showed all the pics they had taken over the years. This included of themselves - at home and at the beach. But it also included their 20-year-old daughter - who was there, too. I remember that she had long wavy sandy blonde hair, an all-over tan. In the album there were a few nude pictures of the daughter, too. And even one where she had pose facing the shore, with the water hitting her from behind, and her legs spread. She had a genital piercing. I remember thinking, "Wow, this is pretty open-minded family."

So, based on that experience, the only family, and father, that I could see being comfortable with this would be nudists, where everyone had already seen everyone else naked.

Playboy also had a pictorial years ago where one of their legendary photographers, Ron Vogel, had photographed his daughter Alexis (who was also a national horseback riding champion) for a pictorial. In their case, he had been photographing Playboy models in his home studio since she was a little girl and I think they just had a very solid line between nude and "lewd".

[piecenick]

My father came from a large large family, it was not unusual to have people I had never met, come visit. I remember when I was 5 that our Aunt Tonette was coming for Christmas, She was from New York and had been married to my father's half brother Enrique, until he passed away. My sisters were excited, they told us Tonette was very wealthy and she likely brought nice presents.

When Aunt Tonette arrived she was very beautiful and dressed in furs and lots of shiny jewelry. She was very good with kids and had us all excited to be with her. My father kept a fresh drink called a Manhattan in front of her. I wanted to hear about New York, all those people living close together fascinated 5 y/o me.

Aunt Tonette slept in our room because we had an extra bed that my brother vacated to go to college. My mom told us that Aunt Tonette wouldn't be going to bed until late and we'd be asleep.

I was not really sleeping when Aunt Tonette came into change, I had seen my mom in her plain underclothes, but my aunt was like a different species, black lacy stuff and then she took her bra off, I was ignorant but I knew big boobs were special. I didn't have a spank bank yet, but was still a treat.

The only disappoint was the little transistor radio she gave me, I was sure that since the radio was from New York we assumed we could listen to Yankee games. That wasn't true, but at night we could hear Cubs games on WGN.

[defnikT]

I haven't forgotten about the fans of this thread and the fans of this kind of relationship. I haven't written for a long time, and there is a lot to write. Life has spun and there have been many events, but I will find time and continue our story. I would like to put an end to the whole story, but it does not think to end.

[Gnome72141]

My wife's family used to see me naked dozens or 100s of times over the past few decades, but it's been many years for no reason other than it just hasn't happened lately.

Until yesterday! My wife was leaving the house before I was up for the day (which has only happened twice in 25 years). When I heard her leaving, I ran upstairs right from bed (so I was still totally naked) because she forgot something in the bedroom.

As I fly up the stairs and run around the corner, her mom is standing there, too. So, I give my wife the thing she forgot, gave her a hug, and left like nothing was unusual. Her mom stared at me like it was the first time all over again, and my wife blushed super red.

When my wife got home that night, she was like "Was it okay that my mom saw you?" and I was like, "Your mom has seen me 150 times, what do you mean?" (Her mom and I were even naked at the same time many years ago while getting dressed at a cabin.)

Funny how time seems to reset things for some people.

[defnikT]

But first things first. The first photo session was successfully conducted not secretly, but with the participation of my wife. In specially selected lingerie. Consciously and thoughtfully. Though not the most explicit poses, but everything is intimate enough. I wrote to my son in advance the compliments he was to write after viewing the photo. This event marked the beginning of more frank communication. That was the moment from which the official countdown began. By the way, I have never considered intimacy between mother and son something forbidden, but on the contrary, it seems to me to some extent necessary. Oedipus complex isn't just for fun. Brother and sister is more of a dalliance. Father and daughter is not the same, it's not a level playing field. But a boy conquering the female of the family or a mother teaching her son is more natural.
And back to the vacation.
The story started when my son came to visit us for a week. I remind you that he lives far away from us almost 2000 kilometers. We socialized, walked around, played board games as if nothing had happened. as if the forbidden subject had never existed.
And then it just clicked in my head that we should give our dear woman a four-handed massage. It just sort of worked itself out and my wife is already on the bed in her swimsuit. And we're in our underwear next to her. It's summer. It's hot. We're all sweaty and wet. We talked about what areas not to touch and started. My son didn't have time to recover from the moment when she promptly took off her sundress. The swimsuit is nice i'll attach a picture in post.

[cdymtn01]

I went to my uncle's place on the lake. We spent most of the day out on the boat. I had on an older bikini that was nice and tight. The water was a little muddy and I didn't want to ruin a new one. I did dive in once and the water was cold and felt slimy so I got out. When we got back to his place most of the people went to the house. He was putting up the boat. I wanted to use the outdoor shower to get the mud off. I took my clothes and put them on a hook inside so I would have to reach out naked to get them. Then I stripped off and showered. I had mud everywhere under the suit. When I turned the water off I looked over at my clothes and my uncle was sitting on a bench just below my clothes. He had watched me shower. He handed me my clothes and said he had enjoyed the show.

[defnikT]

She lay down on her stomach. My son sat down at my feet on one side, and I on the other. Take my word for it, when you have a beautiful ass in a thong in front of you, you don't care about family ties. I realized this when I saw the look in my son's eyes. He stared at her ass and couldn't take his eyes off her. I defused the situation a bit by massaging my legs and showed my son where to massage him. I told him to follow me, and the two of us made our way over her legs like ghosts in the night. Slowly wandering back and forth , but in such a way that we inexorably moved towards her buttocks. Although when we started touching her thighs, it was something that everyone had their own way. When the thighs were massaged, the legs parted by themselves and the thin thread of the panties became even thinner. My son didn't dare to go any further, but I just, as my husband, took it and started massaging my ass. My wife tried to object, but I said that I was the only one doing it. But that was enough, because the mother's ass was being kneaded and groped almost naked in front of her son. Then time flew by, back, arms, stomach.Everything except intimate places, but the wife asked her son a couple of times to wipe his hands, because he was sweating as if unloading a ship in port. Nothing happened then, everyone was tense. A couple of days passed, and my son's vacation was coming to an end. And somehow, by itself, a frank conversation came out. Spontaneous conversation. The son asked for a reasonable photo of her as a souvenir of her vacation, but for him to take her picture. She thought for a long time, but then asked what exactly he would like to capture? He wanted everything at once, but she put him down. He said I can be erotically dressed, or modestly, but I will undress, cover my private parts, you will come in and take a picture. He chose an erotic pose, but in clothes. She stood up in front of him, bent over, leaning on the sofa, and he took a picture. This photo is the only one he has taken so far. That's how sons take pictures of their moms.