Author: NudesNudesNudes

This was in college [MF][Sleep][Masturbation]

Homecoming was coming up, and the frat’s float for the parade wasn’t ready. So immediately after class we went to the barn where we were building it, and everyone (brothers, little sisters, friends) got to work. We worked until 2am getting it ready, then drove it across town to campus.

By the time we got to the house, we were all so tired we were punchy. The people who lived in the house went upstairs to bed, and the people who lived on campus went to their rooms. The college was in my hometown, so I lived at home. Rather than fall asleep at the wheel driving home, I decided to just crash on the couch in the living room of the frat house.

One of the little sisters, Denise, decided she didn’t want to walk across campus at 2:30am and crashed as well. Denise wasn’t attractive, nor was she unattractive. She was … well … Denise. Average face, average body, always around, everyone’s friend. Read more »

Going for a walk downtown [MF], [Exhibition], [Pics]

A couple of months ago, my wife of 31 years and I were just walking around downtown after a show, just enjoying being with each other on a Friday night. The town is touristy in the summer so the streets were somewhat crowded, but it was one of those crowds where you can actually have some privacy because everyone’s doing their own thing.

As we walked past a big hotel she looked up at me and said, “Hey, I have an idea. Follow me.” She pulled me in to the hotel and led me up the escalator with am evil grin on her face. I knew she was thinking about sex, but I don’t know what exactly she has in mind.

As it turned out, I wouldn’t have believed her if she’d have told me.

At the top of the escalator she walked down the hall with me, hand in hand, until she found what she was looking for. Once she did, she dropped my hand and grabbed the bottom of her shirt.

Over her head went her shirt, leaving her in a bra, jeans, and sandals.

She then walked in to the public men’s room, stripping as she went. Read more »

Our Neighbor [MF][Voyeur/Exhibition]

When we were first married, we lived in a one-bedroom ground floor apartment in a good-sized complex. We had been in the apartment for about six months before we got married, so we had a feel for what the complex was like. We were comfortable there.

One Saturday I came home at about 4:30 from my weekend job. It proved to be a very interesting homecoming.

I parked in a spot close to the breezeway and walked to the door. It was locked tight … a precaution I demanded on when I was working one of my two jobs and she was home alone. “I’m home!” I said to the coat closet. I knew my wife had been off that day, so it was a little odd when she didn’t come to greet me at the door. Oh well …

As I headed back towards the bedroom I heard her. Her breathing was slightly labored, and was punctuated by the occasional soft groan. This was getting more interesting.

I turned the corner and there she was … nude, lying diagonally across the bed so that her feet were pointing toward the window, masturbating. It was one of the first times I’d ever seen her masturbate, and I’d never seen her do it so brazenly in the middle of the day. Read more »

Second Night in St. Louis [MF][Exhibitionist][semi-MMF]

Saturday began with a room service breakfast while we got showered and dressed for the Cardinals game. With the curtains open, we noticed that there was another hotel directly behind ours … a Holiday Inn, I believe. We could see in to the rooms over there, which meant that it was a pretty good bet that the folks there could see into the rooms at the Adams Mark. I filed that away for later use.

The ballgame was fun. There’s nothing like a Cardinals game …the sounds of the vendors, the taste of a Hunters hot dog that’s been cooked on a flat griddle, the beer, and the atmosphere. The Cards won the game, which they always seem to do when we’re in town for a game.

We walked back to the room to freshen up a bit for dinner. We had decided to take a cab to Union Station and grab a steak at Dierdorf and Hart’s. My wife was more conservatively dressed than the night before … a blue silk sunning suit and sneakers. I again wore a pair of jeans and a polo. As usual, that was all we had on. Or so I thought. Read more »

Adventuring at Wilderness Lodge [MF][exhibitionist][long]

When the kids were younger, we took them to Disney every other year or so. The first time we stayed on the Disney campus, we stayed at Wilderness Lodge. After a couple of days we were pretty comfortable and the kids had the layout pretty well memorized, so we were good with letting them venture out on their own. It made them feel ‘grown up’, and gave us some much needed downtime.

One morning after breakfast the kids decided they wanted to spend time at the pool as opposed to going to the park. That was fine with us. They gathered up what they needed and headed out, so we had the room to ourselves.

My wife handed me my camera, stripped, went out to the balcony, and started posing.

There are walls between the balconies that are like wooden fences. They block the balconies off, but if someone were to stand in the right place they could see through them. That was about to become quite apparent to us. Read more »

What you can’t see [MF][public orgasm][long]

This happened about 15 years ago.

The babysitter was 10 minutes early, as usual. She came in and said Hi to the kids while my wife put on her earrings. “We should be home early,” I said to the babysitter, handing her $20 to cover dinner. “We’re just going to grab a bite and do a little shopping. Head them toward their beds at about 10:00 or so. It Friday night, and they normally stay up later on Fridays.”

“Call if you need anything,” my wife said over her shoulder to the sitter as I closed her car door.

And with that, we were off to dinner. I was in Dockers, a polo, and my Rockports, while my wife was in a longish skirt with a blouse and strappy sandals. Typically she doesn’t wear anything underneath her skirt, but tonight we were trying something different.

I had purchased a different kind of vibrator. This one was purple and shaped like a butterfly, and it was worn like a g-string so that the butterfly’s wings covered her pussy and the body of the butterfly sat right on her clit. The vibrator was operated by a remote control, which was about the size of a 9-volt battery. It was a simple remote … just an On/Off switch and a small red light. Read more »

High School Reunion [MF][bondage][public][long]

(NOTE – This happened about 10 years ago.)

I hate reunions. I didn’t attend my 10-year reunion, my 20-year reunion, my 25-year reunion, or the reunion of my college graduating class. I haven’t been to homecoming since I graduated college. My line of thought is that if we were close enough friends during the time, we’d still be in contact now … I have no desire to go into a room with people with whom I got along with marginally at best and re-live the ‘good old days’ like it was an episode of a sitcom.

But here I was at a reunion. My wife’s 20-year reunion.

I’m three years older than my wife, which created an issue in high school. As I looked around, I noted that everyone in the room would have been a freshman while I was a senior, which explained why I knew no one here except for the people who had been in the band (one of the few places where upper and lower classmen mingled). My wife, social butterfly that she is, had flitted off to re-introduce herself to someone. I stood off to the side nursing my third Crown on the rocks, listening to the DJ play music that was popular in the early 80’s and sincerely wishing I were somewhere … anywhere … else. I could think of a number of things I would have preferred to be doing. Several options leapt to mind. Having a wisdom tooth extracted, for example. Perhaps a vasectomy without anesthesia. Maybe an Oliver Stone movie marathon. Read more »

First Night In St Louis [MF][public][long]

Before the kids (and the responsibility that comes with them) came into our lives, it wasn’t uncommon for us to just decide on a Friday to go out of town for the weekend. Typically, when this happened, we’d go to St Louis.

St Louis was perfect. It was close enough that we could get there easily in a night, and far enough away that no one knew us. We’d go home from work, throw a few things in a bag, and hit the road. We almost had it down to a science. We called that afternoon for reservations at the Adam’s Mark downtown and took off after work.

For the record, my wife is 5’2”, 110 pounds, and has the most gorgeous set of tits on the planet … period. And it was not uncommon for her to be nude by the time we hit the interstate for the trip. Sometimes she’d wave flirtatiously at the truckers as we passed them. Sometimes she’d lean over to get a coke from the back seat, pushing her ass towards the moon roof. Sometimes she’d prop her pedicured feet on the dashboard and take a nap. Once in a while she’d get herself so worked up that she had to get off, but she usually tried to keep the tease going as long as possible. Regardless, I normally got a show all the way to St. Louis. Read more »