[ENF] Your own GF/Wife ENF?

[punkned]

Is this thread dying?

[shirleyann]

Not if you'll post the unwanted upskirt stories..

Here's one on my ex-wife, Lisa.. got a few on her.. lol.. (and they're all the God's honest truth!)

We were in college in the early 80's and had a small computer club back that would meet at our apartment.. I'm a big fan of thigh-highs and at our first meeting, she was wearing a tube top and a cheerleader-like skirt and thigh-highs.. I'd talked her into not wearing panties..

There were about 8-9 guys (and one gal, Lisa..) there which absolutely maxed out the seating, so one guy, Bernard, was sitting in the floor. Lisa was walking around, serving drinks and when she reached over to hand one guy his glass, she didn't step over to his chair, but leaned over another guy to hand it to him, leaning onto.. When she did, Bernard happened to look right up her skirt and saw everything! She had no clue she'd just done an exceptional job showing off her pussy to him, but he had this totally shocked look on his face. He looked at me, and I grinned at him, and he grinned back.. so he knew I knew he'd seen him looking up her skirt....

Told her after everyone left that she'd done it, which embarrassed her to death.. I enjoyed it though.. lol

Got several more on her including the time we played strip poker with the neighbor where she had to give him oral when she lost, her wearing her tube top/cheerleader skirt in the library (couple of stories there..), showing her pictures (Polaroids at the time.. this was 10 years before a digital camera was available.. ) to a couple guys and one where she showed ALL the Polaroids to another guy..

Lets see if we can keep this thread going...

Here's a scan of one of those Polaroids.. most of them have been thrown away/lost over the years so there aren't very many that I got scanned in.. Actually, this is the first picture I ever took of her.. she was 18 at the time..

[scouty]

My wife had fabulous boobs in her 20s and we were on vacation in Spain and I took video of her emerging unknowing, topless from the sea. When we got home, Friends came around and we showed them the video of our holiday... I knew what was coming, she didn't, then she saw herself emerging and realised. She screamed "oh my God!" and left the room and my friends turned back to the TV and got to see her emerge in all her splendour... the thought it was great.

Afterwards she was kind of mad but at the same time she knew she looked good...

[nothrotheriops]

My wife likes to be blindfolded..and wear headphones........... I mean, she really likes it. I think it makes her feel like she is not responsible for her actions, however naughty and nasty they may be. On one particular evening, I had her blindfolded and listening to some interesting music while I kept teasing, caressing and stroking her while I moved her to different locations around the house, where she would have to follow my directives....in various stages of undress.
I had already had her stand, with her tits exposed and her pants around her knees, in one of the windows where anyone outside could have seen her if they had looked. She was asked to rub her nipples and play with herself with her hand inside her panties. We live on a well traveled corner.... She had been lying on the kitchen table for a while while I teased and touched some of her most intimate spots, and then left her there to ponder what I would do to her next. She loves being teased and then left and then teased again and again...... I finally had her lying naked on the piano bench masturbating......... What she didn't know was that I had the cam on her and about 100 or more very horny people watching her via their own webcams on a public site... She is a VERY private person and I was really unsure what her response would be if she knew she was the object of all the stroking going on. I continued to have her respond to numerous prompts that I could tell was taking her close to an incredible explosion, but I kept holding her back which made her urges even stronger. During one of her imposed pauses, I lifted up her blindfold and let her see the many hard cocks that were watching. Without saying a word she began touching her already soaked and swollen vaginal lips Looking into the camera she began a very slow and erotic dance with her fingers across over around and in her lovely engorged pussy, ending in a series of incredible orgasmic shudders..........she continued on as many of the various watchers erupted......... she entertained many that evening but saved her last orgasms for us when we finally signed off the cam and finished in our own way. As we were talking about the experience lying in bed, she mentioned that maybe we should let some of those watchers watch us... together............. I kind've liked that idea... but that is another story. maybe she wasn't that embare-assed after all...... Thanks, Nothro

[chockfun]

This wasn't my girlfriend but it was a spectacular sight anyway.

This was in the mid 90s and I was at an outdoor pool with a colleague and her huhsband who had their friend and his girlfriend staying. This couple weren't the most exciting pair and she wasn't a great looker to be honest. It was the end of the day and we and a couple of kids were the only people there. I joined them as they were about to leave and I remember it very clearly. She climbed the ladder at the deep end and I noticed she had one of those very high cut speedo type one-piece suits that were popular at that time for proper swimming. There was a lot of thigh on display and she walked towards me and to the changing room. She was a "big hipped" girl and I was impressed that this very quiet, very conservative girl would wear a suit like this and as I watched her walking away she had a fantastic wedgie happening. Her bottom cheeks were almost totally exposed and wobbled beautifully as she strolled back. I still wonder if it was her own swimsuit or one she'd borrowed while staying with my colleague. Either way, it really didn't fit. One of the boys there looked embarrassed, but she didn't make any attempt to pull the material back or hurry to cover up.

Although she wasn't anything special, I found this an incredibly erotic experience that still turns me on. I think it's that contrast between a quiet, shy girl being very revealing and not appearing to be either aware or bothered.

[shnowballs]

I really love getting my gf naked, especially when I still have my clothes on. Situations where it's happened include: driving late at night, in her parents' living room after they've gone to bed, and she's even hiked in the nude for a bit when she knew we were in a very secluded area.

Funnily though, considering how many times I've gotten her to strip, she's never been caught by anyone - when I've initiated things anyway. She has been seen two or three times by others, but always when she was the one who got the ball rolling!

Her most embarrasing moment occurred just over two years ago.

I was away on business for a week and she met me at the airport when I arrived back. At the time we lived about three hours drive away so she told me that, since it was already 10pm, she'd arranged for us to stay at her sister's apartment (which was in the city centre, about 20 minutes away). Her sister was OK with it and had even arranged to stay over at her own boyfriend's place so we could have her room. Her flatmate was also going to be gone, first to the cinema and then probably staying with her guy.

We got back to the apartment and relaxed. We watched some TV and had a pizza.

After we were full, she tidied away the boxes and turned off the TV. She stood in the centre of the floor and did a most excellent strip. She took her time taking off each piece of clothing and gave each one to me on the couch. It took her about five minutes of swaying and generally teasing to get naked so, by the time it was over, the performance and the fact that I was away for a week meant I super turned on.

She must have noticed the bulge in my pants as she then proceeded to kneel down before me and open my pants. This was the best home-coming ever!

Until that is, at the exact second she put her hand on my zipper, we heard a key being put into the lock of the main door!

Now she had a problem. The main door opened straight into the living area so she'd never have time to get dressed. Also, the bedroom doors were on the side wall right beside the main door, so if she dashed for her sister's room she'd probably meet whoever was coming in the door. Her only real option was to get to the bathroom which was at the far end of the room.

She was already on her knees, so her sprint to the bathroom began just like an Olympic 100m! In the confusion, I don't know when exactly her sister's flatmate opened the door. I'm pretty sure she and her boyfriend didn't get to see my lady on her knees but they definitely got to see her ass as she ran away from them, before vanishing into the bathroom.

In they came. At first, no-one seemed to want to admit what had happened. Seriously, the girl introduced herself and her man to me as if we'd just met for a coffee. I must be her flatmate's sister's boyfriend, she'd heard I was due in this evening, how was my trip? All that small talk was trotted out!

We had a problem though. My gf was 'safe' in the bathroom but she'd have to stay there all night nearly as she'd no clothes to wear. On the other hand, I had a surplus of clothes as all of her's were conspicuously bundled up beside me on the couch!

I decided I'd have to grab the bull by the horns and just said "Excuse me for a second", picked up the clothes and walked down to the bathroom door. When I got there I knocked on the door. "Sorry, I'm having a shower" I heard my gf announce. Turned out she'd come up with a plan B in which she could have come out of the bathroom - wearing a towel and with wet hair. I guess I'd ruined that being believable by bringing her the clothes. Oops!

So she cracked the door slightly and I handed her the bundle. When I came back down the room, the pretending of earlier was beginning to crack. They were definitely trying their best to hold in the laughs. They quickly announced they were going to bed and excused themselves.

My gf came out of the bathroom a few minutes later. I could tell by the look on her face that the whole thing had been a bit of a mood killer. :-(

I had to wait until the following night, when we were home, for my welcome back to be completed! ;-)

[woodland critter]

This topic's amazing, glad I finally noticed it!

My fiance is pretty easy to embarrass, because she's fairly modest ordinarily, but a few drinks open her up to doing crazy things she would probably regret otherwise. She's not the type to go flashing, but its easy to expose some skin with a few drinks, especially if shes comfortable enough around her friends or me.
This one was memorable because it was the first time (of many) that I embarrassed her.

It was our first year dating and she was living in a suite at college with 3 other girls. They each had their own room, with a living room, bathroom, and kitchen area.


I went to visit one weekend, and on the saturday we had gone to a football game, and headed to a party afterwards. At the party, she pulled me into an upstairs bathroom, and seductively demanded a quickie. She had on a short black skirt, with a pink top,( i still remember it 4 years or so later). I pulled her thong off, bent her over, and then eventually finished in her mouth. There was banging on the door, lucky timing that we were able to finish, so we just left, forgetting completely about her thong.

We ended back at her dorm suite with her roomates and 2 of their boyfriends and played a few drinking games to finish the night. We had set up our own flip cup table, and were playing 3 on 3. and I dont know how it happened, aside from being wasted but she slips and falls. I hop over to see if shes ok because she looks upset, but in reality she is laughing hysterically. I start laughing with her, oblivous to the fact that the others got a straight on view of her bare crotch. She was on her back laughing for probably a good 60 seconds before one of her roomates comments about it 'being drafty, and do you feel gust of wind on your ass?' She got up right away and was noticably embarrassed, but ended up playing it off. She asked me later if everyone saw her bare crotch, I said, yeah, basically.


Then literally the next day she gets me back. They had their own shower, but you had to walk past the kitchen and the living room area to get to it from my girlfriends room. So I had gone to shower before going out and she jumped in to join me,. She was getting our first, and told me she was taking my clothes back to her room so they wouldnt be on the floor. She wrapped herself up with the only towel in the bathroom with her (inadvertantly she told me). I was left without a thing in the bathroom. I figured what the hell, I was slightly buzzed, and no one was around when I jumped in, so i figured i was in the clear. I just grabbed my package and walked out. And sure enough one of her roomates is sitting at her desk in her room which is facing the bathroom, and I have to basically walk towards her on my walk to my girlfriends room. It was a good laugh, but embarassing at the time. We were called the exhibitionist couple by her roomates for a while after that.

[priapic]

I've always had a fetish about showing off my wife or my girlfriend, so in my 30+ years of being sexually active, I guess I have a few of these stories to share. These won't be chronological, just in the order they come to me, but they are all true.

We'd been married about seven years, and since times were tight we shared a big house with a couple of my old college buddies, one single guy and one who lived there along with his wife.

My wife was in her early thirties at the time. She's a blue-eyed, tall long haired (down to the top of her ass long) natural blonde, 5'9" 34b-c cup breasts with wide nipples, and pale skin. At the time of this story she was also about seven months pregnant with our second child, so she had a good sized preggo belly, and her boobs were about a 36-38 and maybe a big c-cup or small d-cup, and her big nipples were dark, perky, and would leak milk when she got really sexually worked up.

By the way, she is normally totally shy, and to this day, doesn't willingly engage in any exhibitionism.

We were in the bedroom playing. At that time her favorite game was for me to position her laying naked, on her side, across the foot of our bed. She would dangle one leg toward the floor and put the other on the bed with her knee bent. This would spread her wide, and I would go to town on her pussy with her favorite vibrating life-like dildo: Little Dickie. We called it that because it was smaller than my cock, but had a nubbly base that she really liked against her labia and clit when it was pushed all the way in. While dildoing her in this position, I would alternately eat her bushy blonde pussy and feed her my dick. We had a platform bed so her head was at just the right height for feeding her my hard-on. Sometimes I would put the dildo in her ass and slide my dick her wet puss, but not on this night.

I was getting close to making her cum, licking her hard little clit and sliding the dildo in and out real fast, when there was knock on the door. She was in no position to respond, as she was panting hard fron the workout I was giving her, so I raised my head and called "Who is it?"

It was our single friend, he said through the door that he was on the phone with another mutual friend who wanted to ask me something. I gave my wife a big, wet kiss (she always tries to duck away when I kiss her when my mouth is covered with her pussy juice) and told her I'd be right back, sliding the vibrator all the way in and padding off naked toward the door. She whispered "Hurry!", closed her eyes, and stretched her arms abover her head, enjoying the good vibrations.

Since I didn't bother to cover up my own slightly moistened hard-on, my wife probably assumed that I'd just open the door a crack and take the portable phone. The foot of the bed was parallel to the bedroom door, so when I looked back over my shoulder I saw that she was not only perfectly positioned to give a fantastic fully-frontal naked view of her awesome body, but I had a great view of her naked ass in the mirror of the headboard, and so woul dmy friend if I opened the door more than just a crack.

I couldn't resist the impulse, and opened the door all the way to receive the phone, stepping back as I did in order to make sure I didn't obscure the view. My friend glanced at me for a second, looking like he was going to make some wisecrack about my boner, when he saw my wife in all her naked glory with a vibrator buzzing in her cunny. No words escaped his slack-jawed mouth, and this moment of quiet admiration probably would have lasted longer than just a few seconds (which seemed like a deliciously long time at the moment) except the dummy dropped the phone.

When my wife heard the phone hit the floor she opened her eyes and saw our drooling friend gaping at her. She squeeked in surprise and as she curled into a ball covering her nakedness, the vibrator squirted out of her onto the floor. In embarassment she rolled over into a fetal position, trying to hide her front, but this only resulted in giving my friend a complete visual tour of her body, since in this position she exposed both her tight little butthole and gave him another peek at her still slightly-open and obviously sopping pussy from the back.

I was cracking up and enjoying the moment entirely as I crouched down to pick up the phone. My friend certainly wasn't going to give up the view to retrieve the phone. I picked it up and said "Hey, buddy, can I call you back in a while, I'm kinda...busy right now." I handed the phone back to my friend and said goodnight as I slowly, slowly closed the door, allowing him to burn the scene into his memory.

When I got back to the bed my wife was shaking gently and I thought she might be sobbing...I started to worry I'd really hurt her feelings when she uncurled and looked back at me with a look of total lust. "You bastard" she hissed, "Fuck me!"

[priapic]

This event was not quite as exposing or embarrassing as the last, but in many ways was just as exciting.

As I described in the previous post, my wife is 5'9"...she looks a lot like Shannon Tweed (Gene Simmons' significant other). She's got really long, pretty legs, nice small/medium breasts, and looong natural blonde hair that reaches down to the top of her hot ass. She also has a matching natural blonde pussy hair, which she trims but doesn't shave. I like a nice feminine bush and she likes not having to deal with stubble.

We were planning a trip to San Francisco for a romantic getaway. We lived in the DC area at the time, and she wanted to get a couple of nice new flirty dresses for the occasion. We decided to make a night of it, and started off shoe shopping. Since she was going to be shopping also for "slinky" dresses, she decided to wear some nice sheer to waist, seamless Wolford "nude-colored" pantyhose with nothing underneath, so there wouldn't be any pantylines showing through the fabric. She wore a below the knee brown wrap skirt...even though it was long, it split all the way to the waist when she sat down in the bucket seat of our car, which is how I learned she wasn't wearing panties under the pantyhose.

I had high hopes for the shoe shopping part of the trip, as I thought my wife might carelessly (or even better, carefully) flash her nylon-covered pussy to the salesman, but we ended up spending most of our time at DSW which is self-service, so I was the only "salesman" who got a look-see. Still, by the time we were done shoe shopping, she had some nice new black stiletto pumps and I had a hard-on that wouldn't quit.

We went from the DSW to the Cache dress store at the mall. My wife actually hates shopping for herself, but I have a pretty good eye for what looks good on her, so we typically pick out a couple of things together and then she goes to the changing room and starts trying things on, letting me see when she finds something she likes, and handing the things she doesn't like back over the door or, in this case, the curtain of the changing room. I take the unwanted dress and replace it with something she might like better...and so it goes until we find a new outfit, or, just as often, she gets tired and gives up.

This night was like our other shopping sessions, at least at the start. We took a couple of promising dresses back to the changing room, and she tried them on, only to reject them. When I brought the next selection back to the changing room for her, instead of passing them over the top of the curtain rod, I snuck the curtain open a bit and traded the new dress for the rejects. This gave me a good chance to take a look at her dressed only in her transparent hose, sexy black pumps, and sheer bra. I noticed that the mirror in her changing room was opposite the end of the curtain that I was passing dresses through, which meant that her attention was drawn away from the opening. I thought that at least, I was going to get to watch her changing in a semi-public place...always a big fantasy of mine.

In order to get the view I could, I brought a shoulderless dress next. It wouldn't be practical for chilly San Francisco, but I was really hoping it would get her bra off, and that she'd leave it off for future changes. As I brought the dress to her changing room, I stood in the hall a bit and watched what I could through the narrow opening I had left, and under the curtain which only came down to her knees. She wasn't really visible through the opening in the curtain except in brief, teasing glimpses, but when I saw her slip off the pumps and step out of the last dress I gave her, it was an intense erotic thrill.

Knowing she was ready for the next change I called through the curtain to ask if she wanted the next dress. At the end of the hall that led to the changing rooms there was a large mirror covering the wall, and as I was preparing to slide the curtain aside I noticed a figure behind me approaching the entrance to the changing area. It was an older gentleman, carrying a couple of bags from other stores, and looking totally exhausted. He plopped down in the overstuffed chair in the "husband's waiting area" just outside the changing area making some excuse to his wife about how he'd be waiting there for her to finish. I wasn't sure he'd have an angle on the opening to my wife's changing room, but I knew that if he bothered to look down this way, at least he'd get a good view under the curtain as I had just done.

I made sure that I filled the opening in the curtain as I handed the dress through. At that moment, my wife would be looking back toward me and I didn't want her to catch sight of our potential voyeur through the opening. I handed her the shoulderless dress and she looked at it, held it up against her chest and turned toward the mirror.

"I won't be able to wear this bra with this one," she complained.

"Better take it off then," I ventured.

"You wish," she laughed.

I closed the curtain behind me as I left to look for the next dress.

As I walked back down the hall toward the store I noticed that we had definitely gained the attention of our anonymous witness. He was trying to be subtle, but he was definitely paying attention to my wife's changing stall.

I positioned myself to watch him watching as I searched for the next selection. I looked for another shoulderless dress in the hopes that I could get my wife's bra off.

I picked another outfit and carefully moved toward the changing area trying not to catch the attention of our voyeur. I wanted to see what he was seeing, and maybe set him up for a better look, but I didn't want him to know this was all intentional on my part.

I managed to get right behind him by feigning interest in a display of belts against the wall behind him. What I saw was thrilling. I had definitely left the curtain open wide enough that he had a line of sight a couple of inches wide onto my wife's back as she changed. I saw her step out of her pumps again, and reach around behind her to unzip the dress. As she lowered it to step out of it, I noticed that she had taken off her bra to try this one on, but there was not enough of a view to the mirror to see any part of her breasts.

The man's wife started making noises about being done soon, so I thought I should move fast before he had to leave his vantage point. I walked down the hall and asked if she wanted to try another one. She said sure, and I hung the new dress on the end of the curtain rod, temporarily blocking his view into the stall, but also blocking her view back toward him. This allowed me to open the curtain even wider, without drawing any suspicion, because the room still seemed closed.

I poked my head in and was rewarded with the sight of my wife admiring herself in the mirror, clad in nothing but the sheer nylon pantyhose. I could clearly see her asscrack through the back of the hose and the blonde triangle of hair in the front. Best of all, her perfect, firm breasts were naked in the mirror, and I 'm not sure if it was the situation or the temperature, but her nipples were so erect that even the little bumps on her areola were clearly visible.

I slid into the dressing stall and reached over to gather the rejected dress of the hook by the mirror, leaning over to kiss her on the shoulder. "That's my favorite outfit," I said, truthfully as I hung the reject behind its replacement on the rod. "You should wear that one all the time." I took the new dress and put it on the hook in the stall, leaving the old one alone to block the widened opening.

My wife turned toward me and reached down to give my cock a squeeze through my pants...as obvious as my hard-on was, it wasn't difficult to locate in my slacks. I reached up and took her nipple between my thumb and forefinger, squeezing softly at first, then a little more tightly. For a couple of days in every monthly cycle, she loved to have her nipples pinched and tugged hard, and I could tell by her reaction that this was one of those days. At this time of month, if I pinched hard enough and pulled down forcefully, I could have her on her knees and sucking my dick in no time, but I knew that she'd never go for that in the changing room.

Instead I pinched hard with one hand and pulled up. This had the expected effect as my wife bit her lip, stood on her tiptoes, arched her back and closed her eyes with a sigh. I reached up and behind me with my free hand and taking the dress off the curtain rod started to edge my way out of the stall, in the process widening the opening in the curtain.

I looked down to the mirrored end of the changing hall, and our mature voyeur had given up all pretense of subtlety and was openly staring at my wife. I had a pretty good sense that he could see every exposed inch of my wife from the front except for the one nipple I was torturing with my fingers. I looked back at her and let go of my grasp, as he settled back down and opened her eyes, she immediately noticed her audience, and with a barely restrained "eeek" of surprise, grabbed the edge of the curtain and flung it closed.

I feigned innocence, not on the outside of the curtain, and said I'd go and find her another dress. The voyeur stood up with a wide smile, positioned the bags containing his own wife's prior purchases in front of what must have been a bulge in his own trousers, and went to follow her into the next stop on his own shopping trip.

We ended up buying two dresses that night, and having great sex when we got home.

[susansusan]

Priapic- brilliant user name mate!!!