lets admire your wives in their classy sexy new year's eve party outfits !!!! come on hubbies, dont hesitate ....
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The following event I can't keep from you.
It took place some 15 years before my wife embraced the HW lifestyle with complete abandon.
My best friend Peter was dancing with her but he came back to our table alone.
“LadyD asked me to tell you that she is visiting the bathroom” he said, and then took his attractive female friend to the dance floor.
She: "Put it in your pocket", she instructed, "my bag is too small to take it.”
I did.....as quickly as possible. She laughed and fixed her eyes on mine.
When Peter and his friend returned to our table from the dance floor, he asked LadyD: “Shall we continue?”
Back at home she told me Peter was delighted with her decisions.
She: “So… I did the right thing. My breasts were very easy for him to caress and of course he immediately took advantage of them. I cannot deny that I adored being so daring.
Me: “You were not afraid that people would remark that you not wearing a bra at such a chic party?"
She: “To be honest, it didn’t matter to me at all what people would think. Being completely naked under such chic clothing was already arousing me. But to feel my breasts swinging unfettered with every step in those chic surroundings was really arousing. It felt like I was the most erotic woman there. I was proud of being so daring.
She: “Yes....", he said,"I love the naughty expression on your face. My chances to touch your breasts are so much the better now. I love your boldness.”
Me: “And you?”
She: “Do you want to know? Must I be completely honest with you?“
Me: “Yes, tell me” I whispered in her ear, ”tell me how you felt about it?”
Me: “Go on.”
She: “His hands began moving over my buttocks. I kissed him on the lips to encourage him to find out that I was neither wearing a string. Then after he was finally convinced I was not wearing a G-String, he smiled and said “and no G-String either?” I nodded that this was the case and smiled at him. Then I asked him if he was aroused. He said yes and with his hands on my buttocks he pushed his crotch against mine.
I said “Stop now Peter or I have to go to the bathroom again to wipe off my already very wet pussy.” He stopped.
“During our dancing, he intentionally turned me around, raising my arms in order to show my breasts off. He swung me about. That was perhaps the most daring thing but I didn’t stop him from doing that with me. In fact I loved it.”
Much earlier in our history, Peter organized a party at home. LadyD bought a long party dress under which it wasn’t possible to wear a bra. My wife: “I loved it when his hands were on my bare breasts.”
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My wife posing in front of the Christmas tree.
It took place some 15 years before my wife embraced the HW lifestyle with complete abandon.
Black Tie: A Dinner with a couple we were close friends with accompanied by a small Orchestra at a New Year’s Evening Event.
My wife LadyD was wearing a black sheer blouse with black ruffles that ran around the neck and that plunged down V towards her waist almost covering the area of her breasts but not her cleavage and not over them so that her black bra could sometimes be visible. It showed her beautiful cleavage that was displayed even more perfectly by the minimal cups of her the deep cut out bra that lifted her big breasts.
My wife LadyD was wearing a black sheer blouse with black ruffles that ran around the neck and that plunged down V towards her waist almost covering the area of her breasts but not her cleavage and not over them so that her black bra could sometimes be visible. It showed her beautiful cleavage that was displayed even more perfectly by the minimal cups of her the deep cut out bra that lifted her big breasts.
My best friend Peter was dancing with her but he came back to our table alone.
“LadyD asked me to tell you that she is visiting the bathroom” he said, and then took his attractive female friend to the dance floor.
When I saw my wife again, she was returning to our table with a big smile of seduction on her face. She sat down and without warning handed her bra to me, openly over the table. It frightened me to death that the other guests, sitting around us, might see this.
Me: “What do you intend me to do now” I asked?She: "Put it in your pocket", she instructed, "my bag is too small to take it.”
I did.....as quickly as possible. She laughed and fixed her eyes on mine.
She: “Peter told me that he loved the idea of holding my bare breasts and being able to feel them, and he said he hated the bra stopping him. I felt him unclipping my bra and I let him do it, and of course he took hold of my breasts….under the loose bra. But a loose bra was impossible to wear so after a while I went to the bathroom to fasten it again. To please him I wondered if being braless would be an option with my blouse being so sheer. I checked using the mirror and decided I could leave it off. The ruffle on this blouse just about lets me take the risk and only someone really looking at me because of my lack of a bra strap across my back can guess how naked I am. I want to make it easy for Peter to enjoy my breasts. He will be very pleased now! And I know you will be excited knowing that I did it for him, your best friend. Knowing that two men are excited about me now makes me even more excited."
“Oh, I almost forgot.” she said further... She opened her small bag and handed her string thong to me.
“Peter also tried to find out if I was wearing panties. I thought it would be fun to keep him trying to find out they are missing too. I am hoping... of course...”“Oh, I almost forgot.” she said further... She opened her small bag and handed her string thong to me.
When Peter and his friend returned to our table from the dance floor, he asked LadyD: “Shall we continue?”
Back at home she told me Peter was delighted with her decisions.
She: “So… I did the right thing. My breasts were very easy for him to caress and of course he immediately took advantage of them. I cannot deny that I adored being so daring.
Me: “You were not afraid that people would remark that you not wearing a bra at such a chic party?"
She: “To be honest, it didn’t matter to me at all what people would think. Being completely naked under such chic clothing was already arousing me. But to feel my breasts swinging unfettered with every step in those chic surroundings was really arousing. It felt like I was the most erotic woman there. I was proud of being so daring.
Being a woman, his girlfriend noticed immediately. She looked at my breasts and realized that my bra was missing. We just smiled, and didn’t need to say anything. And what she thought didn’t matter to me either. It was her partner after all who had made me so daring."
Me: “What did Peter say? Did he say anything?”She: “Yes....", he said,"I love the naughty expression on your face. My chances to touch your breasts are so much the better now. I love your boldness.”
Me: “And you?”
She: “Do you want to know? Must I be completely honest with you?“
Me: “Yes, tell me” I whispered in her ear, ”tell me how you felt about it?”
She: “I asked him if he was satisfied now. He asked me if I was. I told him to tell me before I would give him my answer. He said he was very pleased with my initiative. And I told him that he obviously wanted my breasts bare, so that he could touch them whenever he wanted to. I asked him if that wasn’t the case. He said it was and that he really liked the free access I had allowed him now. I then told him that this was the real reason I took the bra off, that I had done it only for him. He asked if you knew it. So I told him that you had to put my bra into your pocket and I did it take off for you.
He started to touch or cup my breasts accidentally when we were dancing more intimately and we moved to a dark corner. There I took his hand and placed it on my breast. From then on he took this as an invitation to explore further and he played more openly with them. Of course he pinched my nipples more times. But always discretely.”
He started to touch or cup my breasts accidentally when we were dancing more intimately and we moved to a dark corner. There I took his hand and placed it on my breast. From then on he took this as an invitation to explore further and he played more openly with them. Of course he pinched my nipples more times. But always discretely.”
Me: “Go on.”
She: “His hands began moving over my buttocks. I kissed him on the lips to encourage him to find out that I was neither wearing a string. Then after he was finally convinced I was not wearing a G-String, he smiled and said “and no G-String either?” I nodded that this was the case and smiled at him. Then I asked him if he was aroused. He said yes and with his hands on my buttocks he pushed his crotch against mine.
I said “Stop now Peter or I have to go to the bathroom again to wipe off my already very wet pussy.” He stopped.
“During our dancing, he intentionally turned me around, raising my arms in order to show my breasts off. He swung me about. That was perhaps the most daring thing but I didn’t stop him from doing that with me. In fact I loved it.”
At home, we fucked like newly-weds, meanwhile exchanging even hotter fantasies.
PS
Peter did unclip her bra on an earlier happening. Also black tie.PS
Much earlier in our history, Peter organized a party at home. LadyD bought a long party dress under which it wasn’t possible to wear a bra. My wife: “I loved it when his hands were on my bare breasts.”
Picture:
My wife posing in front of the Christmas tree.
The photos are taken from a pre-new years party. That warrant to last one night, but after some heavy unexpected snow she was stuck for 4 nights, or 5 days. I went to "rescue" her on new years eve in my 4x4. On the way home she stunk of cum
it was on her breath and the car seat was wet were it had oozed out of her. At one point she had to throw up so I stopped the car and she ran across the road and threw up. As she turned a car passed with a group of lads in it and it blew her dress up around her head showing everything she had. I took a photo as it was coming down. I stopped again in a more secluded spot, but she couldn't fuck as she was too sore, so she just sucked me instead.
it was on her breath and the car seat was wet were it had oozed out of her. At one point she had to throw up so I stopped the car and she ran across the road and threw up. As she turned a car passed with a group of lads in it and it blew her dress up around her head showing everything she had. I took a photo as it was coming down. I stopped again in a more secluded spot, but she couldn't fuck as she was too sore, so she just sucked me instead.
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New year Eve 2019 (ended fucked and ass filled with cum by 4 buddies and I)
New year Eve 2020 (ended fucked and bukkaked by some friends and I)
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If you talk about my wife, I couldn't agree more...
That's why I always say :
if you want her to be your whore in your sexual life, treat her like your goddess in everyday life
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