A couple of years ago my English gf and I split up so that she could move to Canada on a research fellowship. It was super hard because we were so into each other still. We were fucking whenever we could and sexting all the time but trying to be mature about it knowing it was ending.
One night she sent me a picture of herself shot looking down over her tits with her legs up and open and her hand between them clearly playing with her pussy. For some reason I replied “perfect but open the curtains to that window in the background”. She said “but the neighbors will see and anyone could walk past my window to the front door”. So I said “but who cares? You leave in two weeks”. Then the next thing I got was almost the exact same picture but with the curtains wide open. I asked her to come like that and she replied that she just did already and that she loved knowing she might be seen.For the next few nights she did the same thing, fucking herself in front of the open window, sometimes on all fours, sometimes on her back, hoping that someone would see.
On the Friday night we got drunk to celebrate her last day of work and went back to her house to fuck. We kept the curtains wide open and even opened the windows right up so that we could be heard too. We fucked for a long time and ended up having anal, her lying on top of me with her tits in my hands, my cock in her ass and a her vibe on her clit. When she came back from the bathroom after, she said that her flat mates had come home and were in the kitchen drinking and talking. They would have had to have gone past her window to get to the front door.
At this point she was on overdrive about knowing she was being seen, leaving her door open a bit, hardly ever closing the curtains. I said to her on the Monday night “why don’t you just stay naked for the last week that you’re in the country? You’re never gonna see these people again, you’ll probably never come back to this city. What’s the problem with a sexy naked chick?” She was so nice that she said she couldn’t just offend them like that so I said “Just go out there right now in just your silk robe and tell them the truth: that you want to see what it’s like to be naked for a week”. So she went into the kitchen where they were (one girl, business type, and a muscled gay islander boy) and told them and I got a photo of her naked in the kitchen with them in the background.
We made rules that she was only allowed to put on one item of clothing to leave the house (and shoes obvs) and that other than that she had to be naked for the whole week. The next day at work I got photo updates of her naked around the house, out on the back balcony, hanging out laundry etc. I wanted to go over and fuck her so badly but she said she was having too much fun. She sent me a photo of her on the sofa with her dildo in her pussy and said that she was going to try and get caught like that.
I didn’t hear from her for 3 days.
Finally she got in touch and said that her flat mate had come home with friends and found her naked on the couch masturbating and it had turned into a massive orgy and she had fucked 3 guys and 2 girls and that she was sorry and couldn’t bear to talk to me.
I hardly ever spoke to her again. But I’ve replayed that time over and over in my head ever since
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ezpg9p/how_things_escalate_f_fm
That did escalate! Wasn’t expecting that ending.