[First Time] The first time another guy saw your SO nude with you there.

[fieldmill]

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Linked is a story I have put together about our first trip to a German wellness centre many years ago, the narative brings together a couple of nights we spent there into one story. The text is in the third person and from both mine and my wife's persective. Enjoy

[bigi442000]

We went to Wreck Beach in 87. My wife had just turned 30 with a swimmer’s figure. We went down the endless stairs and started looking around for a spot in the sand. I was feeling a little weird but she said “I’m going nude,” and was out of her bathing suit in 10 seconds. There were people everywhere. This was the full bush era and I was loving the pussy everywhere.

My wife had very light skin and long dark hair and a full bush which made quite a contrast. She had really nice little tits and a flat belly. I was walking around checking the pussies and came back to our towels. My wife was lying on her back reading, fully exposed, her legs apart. 5 feet away was a fully clothed fat guy, literally on his knees, staring at my wife. She was oblivious. I didn’t say anything. It went on for a while.

Later, I took her back to the hotel and stripped her and ate her like a starving man. I didn’t even let her clean up first. Her pussy was literally hot.

I still jack to that experience. Since then probably 1000 men have seen her nude at beaches and resorts but that first time really got me.

Of course a lot of guys saw her nude before that but they were busy fucking her. And of course I wasn’t there.

[Windsorm]

The first time I saw her nude in front of another guy was at her first photoshoot. She was incredibly nervous before she went and extracted multiple promises of yes it’s fine to keep your lingerie on. The photographer and his assistant wife were brilliant at giving her confidence and calming her nerves sufficiently to get started.

He took a few of “if you could lie on the bed while I get the lighting right” type pictures including the first one in her mauve underwear. Then they showed her what they’d taken so far and she thought “these are nice and they aren’t tacky”. It wasn’t long before she’d been talked out of her bra and panties and the second picture was the first one taken by another man of her naked.

After that he persuaded into many more explicit poses. It was worth every penny it cost me!

[edcindy]

First time I saw her nude in front of another guy neither she nor the guy knew I was watching, which made it even more exciting. Sorry for the length of this post, but it was 20 years ago and yet I remember each moment like it was yesterday.

She was having some pictures taken by a photographer who she used before to build her modeling portfolio. He owned a house, but was single so he had his living room set up as a photo studio. He was a professional photographer, who made a living doing sports photography and typical portrait work, yet for some reason he had taken pictures of her and several other girls she knew for no charge. I thought this was weird and I was about to find out why.

She was very comfortable with him because this was about the third photo shoot they add done together and he had never made her uncomfortable. The only thing I thought was weird, was that he always told her never to wear underwear for two hours before a photo shoot, so that there were no lines on her skin from the elastic.

When I droppped her off as I walked up to his front porch, I realized he had a sidelight next to his front door that I could see through into his living room. Instead of leaving and coming back when she called, I parked a few houses down and walked back. Because it was dark outside, they could not see me. The shoot started normally enough. She was wearing blue jeans, a blue and white striped tube top, and orange button-down blouse that was just slightly see-through. He had her moving around the room in various poses. She played with the blouse, sometimes hanging open or tied or off one shoulder etc.

At a certain point, he told her he needed to change the film (this was before digital) and casually suggested they do some without the tube top under her blouse, and began loading a new roll, seemingly paying no attention to her. She looked around nervously, wondering where to change. Sending her hesitation, he wisely turned his back to her and said,

"Let me know when it’s ok to turn around"

She turned her back to him and at first tried to slip the tube top down over her pants, but it was too tight. She nervously checked to see if his back was turned, then took off her blouse, quickly pulled the tube top over her head, tossed it on the couch, and put her shirt back on, tying it under her ribs, in that way that girls do.

"Okay", she said.

More very cute pictures were taken, standing, sitting, lying on the couch. The shirt was very thin, just slightly see-through. Her nipples were rock hard and I don’t think it was cold in the room.

“Turn away from me and give me the over the bare shoulder pose we did before”

She turned away, untied the blouse and lowered it over one shoulder, looking back toward the camera. Then two bare shoulders. Then her bare back with the shirt hanging off her wrists.

"Okay, put the shift back on and turn around.’ She began to tie it again.

‘No, leave it untied and just hold it closed."

So a few poses holding it closed, then off a shoulder, off both shoulders…

"Fantastic, so sexy! Put it back on your shoulder, but leave it open down the middle but with your breasts covered.”

She stood facing him, breathing hard with the shift hanging with off her shoulders with a 4-inch wide gap from her neck to the button on her jeans. She seemed nervous and I prayed it might end here. And I was glad it didn’t.

Sensing her hesitation, he showered her with compliments and instructions.

“Turn to the left a little. Great!”
“A little more. Beautiful!!”
"Sit on the arm of the couch”

This went on for several minutes, and of course she got used to her current state of undress. Soon as she moved around she became very casual the blouse and I would see glimpses of her breasts between pictures.

“Face me and put your hands on your hips like this" and he stood in a sort of Superman pose. She complied, breasts straining against the shirt with that gap down the front. She looked proud.

”ummm…” he hesitated, not snapping a pic. She looked surprised and her face fell.

"Try this” he said and he unbuttoned his own pants and lowered the zipper. He didn’t take off his pants, or pull out his cock. (Sorry, if you’re hoping the story goes there, it won’t). But his public hair was visible, as was the outline of his cock down his leg, which he had just gotten her to look at.

“I saw this in playboy, it’s a very sexy look"

Almost in a trance she unbuttoned her jeans and lowered the zipper. Her bush came into view. She resumed the pose, her eyes were smoldering in a way that they shouldn’t in front of another man.

“Amazing! Okay, re-tie your top.”

He was clever. She was confused. Men did not ask her to put her clothes back on when she started undressing.

”Turn to the side and bend forward at the waist. Are you okay showing me your butt from the side?”

Smart. It’s just a side view. Same as a thong. I could see what he was up to. What he didn’t know is she loved showing off her ass. Always wore pantyhose without panties. She slowly slipped her pants over her butt as he snapped pictures.

"Incredible!”

It was. But ‘please stop’ I thought, although my dick did not seem to agree.

"Ok. Anther film change. This is my last roll" he laughed. "Untie your top, let’s do some with your bare legs”

He didn’t say bottomless. He didn’t say take off your pants. Just ‘bare legs’ and with the shirt to cover. And he turned his back again as he loaded his last roll. As he turned I saw his pants were still unbuttoned. And that thing pressing against his pant leg was a lot more than what she was getting at home. For the first time since she started undressing I felt my erection disappear. I was beginning to fear how far this would go.

She turned away and took off her pants without hesitation. As they both turned back around she held her shirt together in that way girls do when they are pretending to be shy but are really showing off.

He snapped a dozen or more pictures with her playing with her shirt covering in various poses. Then she turned away and looked back with her shirt off her shoulders. Then hanging off her wrists below her knees, her cute ass fully exposed for the first time. Then she turned sideways lifted the shirt behind her like a cape, showing her whole body in side profile.

Then, without prompting, she turned forward, crossing one knee over the other and covering her vagina with her hands. She wanted to show him her small perky breasts.

He grabbed a wooded chair and set it in the middle of the room. She slipped the shirt back on her shoulders, but it hung wide open as she sat on the chair. She crossed she legs and covered her breasts with her hands as he snapped several pictures.

"Pull your knees up under your chin", he instructed. She did, wrapping her arms around her legs. He hesitated.

"Let’s try it without the shirt". In a blink he went behind her and took the shirt, placing it ten feet across the room with all her other clothes. And there she was, without a stitch, but curled in a ball, seemingly shyly covering.

He snapped a pic. "That’s very cute. You look so shy." She looked him in the eyes. A girl does not undress for a man because she is shy. And ‘cute’ is not the reaction she is looking for.

"Cross your toes, like you’re embarrassed," he said, demonstrating by pointing his feet inward, overlapping his toes.

I’m told a girl always knows what they are showing. Well, maybe not always, but often when you think you’re sneaking that down-blouse, or catching an accidental up-skirt, it’s not an accident at all. She complied, with her knees still under her chin, crossing her toes, but spreading her heals apart. This opened up a gap between her legs and showed off all her charms in a way even I had never even seen in a brightly lit room.

For her first totally nude photo, she skipped right past Playboy and went full Penthouse!

This was the last photo, but the next few moments where the most never-racking for me, because I was sure he was about to make a move, and as worked up as she was I wasn’t at all sure she would resist.

“That was amazing!” He put his camera down and walked over to the chair. She had put her feet down, but hadn’t had time to get up. He kneeled on the floor in front of her chair, casually putting a hand on her knee as he went down. At this point I could not hear their conversation, but it went on several minutes. I could see her breathing heavily. She kept her legs together tightly.

I’ve asked her since what they talked about, but she says she has no idea. All she remembers is the feeling of being trapped naked because he was blocking her from getting up, and his hand on her knee somehow made her feel ‘twice as naked’ somehow.

And she was annoyed because he maintained eye contact, even though she was totally naked inches from him.

She thought if I start to stand, he’ll move. So she began a motion to stand, but froze as she noticed his still open pants and his cock which now appeared hard against his pant leg. She looked back to his face realized HE had caught HER looking. He smirked, and now HE looked down. It was then she realized that in starting to stand she had parted her knees past the width of the chair. She sat frozen as his gaze lingered. She’s since confided that she felt herself turn red as she knew he could see (and smell!) how wet she was. Years later she admitted that she was so horny at that moment that he could have done anything he wanted and she couldn’t have resisted.

Finally, after what seemed like forever, he met her eyes again and this part of the conversation she does remember. He asked her if she let her boyfriend take nude pictures. She truthfully answered that she never had.

He told her, "don’t worry, he’ll never see these".

She said, "I might show them to him”,

and he relied “Oh, no. These are just for me! You don’t get them!”.

And with that he got up. They hugged. (My fully naked girlfriend was hugging another man!). It started as one of those polite, lean forward, no body contact friendly hugs, but as they embraced he immediately stood up straight pulling her against him on her tip-toes. But he quickly let go and this time he watched her intently as she walked to her clothes and got dressed.

In the end she had him send her the best of the clothed pictures, claiming to me she felt uncomfortable going back. Truth is she never trusted herself to go see the rest. I found out years later that thinking about the photoshoot always made her incredibly horny. And deep down she was frustrated and insulted that he had not tried anything. She knew looking through the pictures would be very sexually charged, and she knew she would not resist if he made a move, or might very well try to seduce him if he didn’t.

As it turns out those fears were well founded as when she eventually confided to one of her model friends about the photo shoot, it turned out she had had an almost identical experience. Except that she had gone back to see the photos, and that they had indeed fucked! (And she tried to encourage my girlfriend to, because ‘he’ll hit all the right places with that thing of his’)

A couple years later she sent a friend and her fiancé to him when they were looking for a wedding photographer. He mentioned - and they were interested in - doing a bridal boudoir shoot. He let them browse an album of boudoir photos he showed to prospective clients. And amongst the dozens of other pics, there was my girlfriend in three photos! (one that showed her from behind butt in just the shirt, the one with the Superman pose showing the top of her bush in the unzipped jeans, and the nude side profile with the shirt held behind her like a cape)

My girlfriend freaked, in no small part because the fiancé, who we were friends with and saw all the time, had seen the pics. She called the photographer, ready to read him the riot act. But he calmly reminded her that they had an arrangement that she got free photos and he got material for his portfolio… and that further she had signed a model release. He said he would remove them if she insisted, but he would be very disappointed that she had reneged on their bargain. In the end she agreed to let him keep using them.

I think it turns her on knowing they are out there, not knowing who has seen them. Which by the way, once word got out, is three more of my friends, but not me.

If you’ve stuck with me to the end, sorry for the length, but hope you enjoyed. To the best of my recollection it’s 100% accurate. I know I’ve replayed the whole thing for my own entertainment hundreds of times, if you catch my drift. What I wouldn’t give to see the photos! Not that I hope to find them online, but he does have a model release…