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Month: May 2014

Coed Shower

It took me months to talk her into it, going to a nude beach. I remember the first time I mentioned it to my wife Susan, she just looked at me like I was crazy and said “you’ve got to be out of your mind.” We have been married 18 years and have never really done anything too adventurous sexually. Don’t get me wrong, our sex life was great, after 18 years I’m still as turned on by her as I was when we were dating. Susan is 5’6,” 115 pounds and has shoulder length blonde hair. She also has the most beautiful green eyes you ever saw. Her skin is that of a 20 year old, still so soft and smooth. Time has been extremely kind to her.

It was after months of reading erotic stories on the internet that I started thinking I’d like to visit a nude beach. Voyeur and Exhibitionism were my favorite erotic story subjects so the idea of visiting a nude beach would let me experience a little of what I’d been reading. I wanted Susan to go because one of the fantasies I have is to have some guy see her naked. That’s all I wanted, I could never think about some other guy doing anything to her. I just thought it would be a huge turn on to have some stranger see her naked, and to see some good looking naked female strangers too! Like I said, we never did anything too sexually adventurous and Susan was quite shy. When we went to a pool or regular beach she never wore a swimsuit that was too revealing. She always got uncomfortable when she thought some guy was checking her out at the beach even without a revealing swimsuit.

So I kept bringing up the subject a couple times a week for a few months, she always thought it was a stupid idea and kept asking me why it was on my mind all of a sudden. She does not know about all of the erotic story reading I’ve been doing. Finally one day she agreed but only if I didn’t pressure her to get naked if she felt uncomfortable and only if I promised that we would find a secluded part of the beach. I agreed thinking this was the most cooperation I was going to get. I already knew of a place to go about 150 miles from where we lived. I had done my internet research! The following Saturday was the day.

We got to the beach around noon. It was fairly crowded. As we walked along on the beach looking for the right spot we saw some people who had swimsuits on, some women were topless and fewer were completely nude. It was enough to make Susan turn bright red with embarrassment though! Especially when we walk past a naked guy, she just glanced at him and quickly looked away. We kept walking until the crowd thinned out. As I promised her we found a secluded area far from the crowd and stretched out a blanket. She had on a 2-piece swimsuit that wasn’t too revealing but for her it was more than you’d expect. We had a nice afternoon, I got naked for awhile and she would only take her top off after looking both ways down the beach to make sure nobody was walking towards us. We splashed around in the water a bit and got some much needed sun.

When it was time to go I felt a little disappointed that she didn’t go full nude and nobody came anywhere near us anyway, but I had a nice day with my wife and maybe next time she’d let us spend some time around other people. As we were walking back toward the crowd Susan was looking for the showers we saw earlier in the day. She wanted to wash the salt water out of her hair, she always said it always made her hair feel funny the next day. We found the shower and as she was walking up to the entrance she realized there was no “men” or “women” sign. Then we both realized this was a nude beach so there was really no point of having separate showers.
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Football Fun

Being in the military, I’ve met friends from all over and we often get into discussions about which football team is the best. My good friend Rick is a die-hard Chicago Bears fan and I’m a hard-core Oakland Raiders fan. We often give each other a hard time about how well our teams played that week.

This friendly competition progressed until we began putting a bet on each season. The guy whose team had the worse record had to buy $50 worth of football memorabilia for the winner.

For the last couple of years my Raiders, while not playing championship ball, were at least outplaying the Bears. This had earned me a lot of stuff, as well as bragging rights.

At the end of last season, I was over at his house, harassing him about another losing season while we drank beer and joked. His wife, also a Bears fan was getting a little tipsy and said that next year would be different; her team would win for sure. I asked her if she was looking to lose a bet along with her husband. She said she’d love to earn some free Bears stuff.

Joking with her, I said that her team sucked so bad that I already had all the Raiders stuff that was made, but that if she was interested, we could make the bet a little more interesting.

When she asked what I meant, I told her that if I won, she would have to wear nothing but Raiders stuff one night, and do whatever I said for that night. She thought about it for a moment and then agreed. She looked over at her husband for his permission and he smiled and said it was fine with him. The bet was on.

Fortunately, that was the season that the Raiders decided to show the league they knew how to play ball, while the Bears kept up their recent mediocre play. As the season wore down, I started getting everything together that I needed. When it was obvious that I had won I went over to their house to collect my prize.

Rick’s wife Sandy is a petite little brunette with a dynamite body. I’d always lusted after her in silence and envied Rick, but tonight I was going to do more than lust after her, that is, if I could actually get away with it.
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Wendy And Kim

The game.

It was a simple game. Do anything to win. Do anything to get in. And I had done everything I could. In the end we reached a point of no return. Simple. The game started with five of us, but each round one player made her way into the sorority. It was a simple; cut of the deck of cards high card would win. We had fought through all the other battles to get in. But with this game the last girl standing would face a dilemma.

As always the problem was I couldn’t see the future. It was truly an unsure and unsettling feeling. I was, a nineteen-year-old naïve virgin facing fate head on.. The choices at this point were to keep playing or quit and fail. If I won I was in as well, so I had to keep playing. We all knew that.

I knew the winner was in, the loser could drop her pledge or take a chance on a mission. The dilemma was the ten possible mission cards on the table, the winner would chose the losers mission card if the loser would dare go on. There would be no backing out. If there was a tie, we both chose the others mission card. If either of us refused in the case of a tie we both would be losers and out. Now, of the ten missions eight were manageable, it was the last two that made the gamble frightening.

Mission 8 – Run a mile naked through town on Saturday night. Mission 9 – Go a week without underwear while wearing a sorority skirt. Mission 10 – Have sex for money within a week.

Our choices

Simple, I was left facing Kim.

The President, Susan informed us “No girl has ever pulled the ten card, yet. So ladies, are both of you still in the game?” Kim immediately replied “I’ve come this far, I’ve gotta keep going.” “Wendy?” Susan asked. “Yes, I’m in.” I replied meagerly.

Both Kim and I pulled a card from the deck. I pulled the seven of clubs. “Shit”, I thought to myself.

“Ladies please show your cards.” Susan demanded while the sisters waited in anticipation of the mission.

I turned my seven over slowly; an “ooh” could be heard from the ladies in the room. I was right in the middle of the deck.

Kim giggled as she slowly dropped her seven of hearts on the table.

“We have a tie, for the first time in sorority history ladies.” Susan laughed and continued. “You have both agreed to draw missions. Betsie will separate the ace through ten of hearts so our pledges can pull a number for each other’s mission. The mission will be your opposites corresponding number. If either of you chose not to play, you both lose. If both of you play, then both of you are in. There are no other options. You have five minutes to decide if you will play and accept your mission without doubt or hesitation.”

The sorority girls then left Kim and I to debate the risks. The ten cards lay on the table waiting to chose our fate. Everything was in place for us to pull each others mission. Here were the odds, a 80% chance that for a manageable mission, and a 10% chance on an embarrassing mission and 10% on offering up sex for money. Wow.

Fearful of letting each other down. We agreed to risk everything.

The ladies all returned for our verdict. “What is the choice ladies?” Susan asked. We both replied “we’re in”.

“OK” Susan answered questioning our wisdom.. “Betsie please shuffle the cards well.” After an agonizing couple of minutes Betsie lay the cards face down on the table while spreading the cards aroung randomly. Giving us both all the opportunity to back out Susan asked once final time “If you both take a card then the game is complete, you agree to complete your mission if you play.”

Kim slid a card from the middle of the pile, my mission. I looked at her nervously as I did the same.

“Cards Ladies?” I watched Kim’s pretty face as she slowly flipped over my card, it was a nine. No panties, my God, I thought! Then it was my turn, I flipped Kim’s mission over, “oh my God” I thought again turning over a ten. A gasp went through the room, “Fuck” Kim screamed.
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The Exhibitionist

My name is Michelle and I enjoy being an exhibitionist. I like to tell true stories of exposing myself or being exposed by my boyfriend. If I get a good response to this story, I’ll write more. I think true stories are much more exciting to read than made up stories, although true stories tend to be a bit less wild.

I had an exciting weekend. My boyfriend Jim took me out on the town on Saturday, and I wore one of the sexy outfits he’d bought me for Valentine’s Day. The cut off crop top and hip hugger type, micro mini skirt were more appropriate for warmer weather, but I was anxious to wear them. It was the first time I’d tried it on, and you wouldn’t believe how low it dips down in front, almost down to my hairline (that is if I wasn’t shaved). You could actually see my hipbones and lot’s of skin lower down when I walked. I felt almost naked. The skirt was almost low enough to expose the tattoo right above my pussy which says, “Watch out, it’s really hot down here” with an arrow pointing down. My bikini panties only just barely cover up what it says down there. I was shaved when the artist wrote it for me, so if I let the hair grow out, it covers the sentence up.

Jim took me out to dinner at a very nice place. I had a black blazer on over the crop top because Jim had snipped a bit too much off the lower portion of the crop top. It was so high, most of my breasts were exposed out of the bottom when I’d reach up or arch my back or put my hands behind my neck. I’m only 34B, but my breasts are still nice and firm for my young 32 years of age. My breasts are topped by what Jim describes as prized, very pink nipples. I’m 5’8″ tall with very long legs. My torso is quite long as well, so when I’m wearing a bikini or crop tops with shorts there is a lot of skin showing. And if you got to know me personally you’d find out I like showing as much skin as possible.

After dinner Jim took me to a nice, rather dark nightclub that had a live band. The club was packed mostly with people in our age group. After three drinks I was feeling no pain and mentioned to Jim that I was getting very warm. He quickly suggested I take off the blazer. I reminded him that I had the short crop top on, that he’d trimmed even shorter, and the hip hugger micro mini skirt that was almost exposing my pussy. He said, so what, we both know you like showing off a bit, and besides I don’t see anyone here that we know. Do you see any of your friends? I had to say that I didn’t see anyone I knew. “Well, then” he said, “why not take off the blazer or at least open the two buttons and see if you don’t feel a lot cooler?” I remember saying “oh I suppose.”

At first I felt more comfortable just unbuttoning the two buttons, but keeping the blazer close together in the front. While sipping still another drink, I felt Jim pulling the blazer all the way open for me. Isn’t he nice? Although there were other young ladies about my age in the place, none of them had crop tops on that were shortened anywhere near as much as mine. Feeling the effects of all the drinks, I was really enjoying all the guys and even their dates or wives seeing so much of my exposed body. At first I was careful to lean forward and keep my elbows on the table to keep the cropped top down. But it wasn’t long before I sat up straight and got a little more careless, exposing the lower part of my breasts for everyone nearby to see. I get very wet between my legs when I know I’m creating a spectacle and I love being noticed. Jim gets quite turned on himself whenever I’m showing a lot of my body. He likes to reach down and open an extra button or two on my already too short skirts. He loves seeing my exposed upper thighs and really gets excited displaying me to complete strangers.
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