2 comments/ 82356 views/ 13 favorites Accidental Nude Day Noonie By: LitEroCat Rita's dad splattered his drink all over his lap as he spasmodically launched off his lounger. He bounced, wide-eyed, off the hard deck unable to pry his eyes from the shocking sight of my shy wife's tinctured, naked body. Even from twenty feet away, Safa and I could easily see his massive snake head slip out from his yellow striped boxer swimsuit as he awkwardly clambered back onto his webbed, pool side seat. Two hours earlier: Safa and I were on a midday feckless foray in the foothills. Though we believed we were casually wandering aimlessly, we found ourselves near the Los Banos home of Rita's parents. That area is a favorite for celebrities to hide in rural seclusion and is in fact the home of a popular Olympian. Rita had told us she would be at her parent's place instead of her home for some sort of annual gathering. Without being too explicit, she'd slyly said we were welcome to join them if we wanted to be part of their celebration though her husband does not attend this annual fete. After initially declining, we decided to stop in and surprise her there since we'd strayed so near. The surprise was on us since we dropped in on what seemed to be a simple pool party with several strangers. Rita's shapely mom was busy in the kitchen, wearing a black high-cut one piece swimsuit with a deep V cut that let her huge, soft, bouncy boobs tease their escape. Rita's dad, Glenn, was unsuccessfully hiding behind his sunglasses while ogling the young beauties, one in a relatively modest bikini, two others in absolutely lewd ones. And I thought I saw a little drool ease from his rapidly oscillating face. The loose and thin suit on one beautiful girl looked very much like a sexy panty/bra set. After greeting Helen, the mom, we grabbed beers and cruised the cement/tiled deck. Though it was just after 10:00 a.m., it was past noon just two time zones away. How's THAT for rationalizing!?! We didn't know any of the other three couples already there. Rita spotted us and slowly climbed out of the pool, wearing a very, very skimpy crocheted suit. One nipple was clearly visible thru the lax knitting and several short, dark pubic hairs peeked thru the unlined bottoms. We furtively looked at her dad who pressed his beer against the thick, swelling mass in his shorts. Yet, we guessed he must have seen her wearing even less since, oddly, he barely gave her a third look. At least there's no camel toe possible in a heavy knit suit! Believe me, I looked hard for one. As she turned and bent over slowly, teasingly for a towel, we stared. Safa and I lingered lewdly at the white, growing, triangular patch that fit loosely over her labia and daringly shifted across them. As she stood, we focused on the narrow, twisted yarn that looped over her hips, daring to hope it would slide down with the front tiny triangle that barely covered her dark pubes. A similar thin twine looped over the 'belt' and vanished into her deep rump raphe. Without even a whale tail swatch to meld the two parts, her bare, zoftig, bronzed cheeks looked resplendent and naked. Our shallow breathing increased and my dick pulsed. I quickly glanced at her dad to see if he caught me perving at his child, but caught his smug smirk from enjoying the same view. He carelessly adjusted the leg of his shorts, but not before briefly exposing the massive head of his cock. Before I could nudge Safa to look at him, I saw her locked onto the loose, tiny patch of white crochet between Rita's legs that teased a fleeting snatch of a hairless snatch.... ummm, labia. Safa would NEVER dress as daringly as Rita, though she did have an excessive number of 'accidental' flashes of her perfect nipples or panty. Maybe because she'd quickly downed her second beer which softened her inhibitions, she openly patted my swollen rod, regardless or because of, Glenn and the others around us, saying "Down boy." I decided to return the favor, knowing that she often fantasized about being helplessly stripped or exposed in public out of her control. I slipped my hand under Safa's shorts and panty onto the warm flesh of her ass as I noted her turgid, pointy nipples and shallow panting increase. She made no attempt to cover herself even when I inched her panty into her crack and fully exposed a bare cheek to all. The public exhibition of forbidden flesh had undeniably aroused her. She started on her third beer in thirty minutes. If she finished this one, she would be well beyond a buzz and into complete loss of inhibitions, or at least a blameless and 'acceptable' excuse for losing control. I had to wonder what Bill would think of his wife's insouciant exposures so publically. Could that be why he chooses not to come to this annual event? Both of them flirt openly with us and tease constantly, so we know he isn't shy, though we never went beyond that. I'm sure he'd kick himself for missing Safa's bare ass display. Too bad! Safa and I were in similar, knockabout, loose tanks and double knit sport/jog shorts. I have to concede, she looks MUCH better in her tiny shorts that allowed frequent, deniable, glimpses of tender, tempting ass cheeks and perfectly displayed her well-toned legs. She still insisted she was too shy to dress like Rita, but dad obviously noticed the fresh, bared meat despite her being so over dressed. Whenever we had come to swim here before, Safa always dressed even more conservatively than she was today. Her most daring swimsuit was a patterned, blue suit which was lined to avoid an obvious camel toe and fully covered her ass from lowest cheeks to mid waist. The padded top fully covered her small-B tits, yet exposed most of her sternum. We didn't discuss, yet both knew well, that the top fell away from her chest with any shrug or reaching and exposed her sultry nipples. Still, she now stood placidly allowing, no - enjoying, my exposing a bare cheek to any around us. Helen brought out more drinks, stared briefly at Safa's exposed ass, and asked me, since I was closest, to light the grill. Since it was gas, I suggested we wait another hour. By then Rita and her big tits bounded over to greet us and, like the prankster she was, fiercely hugged us both; ensuring she transferred a small flood of water from her suit top and bottom. I enjoyed the crushing, pliable pillows against my chest and the cooling effect of the dripping water in the warm sun, as did Safa. That was evident by her proudly hard nipples trying to drill thru her thin, now translucent tank and the rapid twitching in my shorts. Dad coughed at the enticing vision and took another sly sip as Safa, flushed and embarrassed, noted her wet shirt clinging to her tits and futilely tried covering them with one arm. She noticed the two men in grey underwear and seemed fascinated by the obvious, growing bulges they sported proudly. Rita quickly swabbed a towel over her legs, belly and head before tossing it aside. During the quick wipe down, one nipple had escaped over its crochet prison and Safa blushed, softly cleared her throat and covertly pointed it out to Rita. When she said "Oh well. THAT won't matter at all in about ninety minutes." We quizzically stared at each other. My dick twitched again as I started to lose control over it. Now I had to guess that she knew very well how the saucy snatch show she gave had aroused us. "Did you guys bring swimsuits, not that you'll need them for long? I may have something Safa can wear... for a while." I piped up, "What do you mean by that? Is that why two of the guys are in their boxer-briefs instead of suits? Explain youself child! What is this annual event you've been teasing about? I know July 14 is Bastille Day, but you aren't French!" Safa, probably suspecting where this was going, raised an eyebrow and smirked. This might be her chance to live a fantasy long denied. "Oh, where do I start? July 14 is also National Nude Day in the Northern hemisphere. It's an offshoot of World Nude Day which is in February since it originated in New Zealand in THEIR summer. It may have started as a goof or maybe a sincere push to ummm, expose the joy of nudism. Today, both days have gained serious sway and are even officially recognized in many communities. Wouldn't it be a laugh to have it as a national holiday and celebrate it in the bible belt? Anyway, people are encouraged to take it all off all day EVERYWHERE. As long as we don't break other laws, the 'public indecency' statutes are rarely enforced. Especially on private property... like THIS! "My parents and I are year round indoor nudists, but Bill isn't. They raised me that way. We often briefly skinny dip and sun bathe nude too, but sadly there's still such a stigma attached to that. We make the holiday our own by starting the festivity at high noon. Anyone with us then is expected to strip off completely or they will be swarmed and stripped. ALL of us here will be naked by 12:01. We decided that there will be NO groping, striping, or overt flaunting until then. The denial heightens tension so much better than just staying naked from when we wake up. I'm sooooo glad you came to join us! I wanted to have you here since we met, but thought you were both too shy. I think Bill is intimidated by my dad's huge dick." I stared wide-eyed at Safa, who stared dumbly back. We were struggling to hold back our grins and wondered just how shy we were. "Umm, honey, maybe we should go? OR... We have ninety minutes to decide so I think I'd like to stay until then at least. You, or we, can ogle the hot girls here freely now that we know what's coming. Rita, we didn't know about this holiday, so this visit is purely accidental and I'm not sure we can sta..." A couple was kissing behind Rita, near her dad, when one of the other guys casually walked up and briskly snapped the girl's thong well below her ass. She ignored the exposure and kept kissing her guy, leaving a beautiful, evenly tanned pair of buttocks gleaming and clenching in the strong sun. I groaned softly and my dick surged. Safa stopped speaking and licked her lips, betraying her Sapphic curiosity to Rita. "Those globes are perfection!" she whispered. Rita heard and responded, "Yes, they are. They feel and taste as great as they look too. I'm thrilled you, ahhh, appreciate them so." Wow! More secrets. I bet we will all be sharing further secrets before the day is out. Glenn whistled shrilly and pointed to the still admiring bandit. "Jay, you're in the penalty box for rules violation. Go sit in the corner facing the fence for ten minutes." Rita explained that only the girl was allowed to cover her ass. Jay, smiling broadly all the way to the corner, still managed to stroke the exposed sweet cheeks without groping them. Rita chirped, "Why don't you guys hop in the pool awhile?" Safa's arm was still across her chest, but now it was under her tits, propping them up for an engorged display. Rita pointed and stared directly at Safa's boobs. "Obviously, Safa, you don't have a bra on and you can't deliberately expose your cute titties until noon, so I'll lend you something. Al, helping you into swim attire isn't considered stripping," she said as she lifted my shirt over my head. "I AM assuming you are wearing some kind of underwear, but I hope I'm wrong." and she jerked my shorts down while I was still tangled in my shirt. Safa gasped at the sight of our friend stripping me. Rita squealed at the abrupt appearance of my groin. She was wrong...and right. I'd expected to do some jogging, so I'd chosen to wear a jock strap. She stared a long second, then wolf-whistled at my stuffed package from just inches away. Safa stood agape at the sight of my exposure and Rita's face so close to it. She and I also stared into Rita's sagging top. Since the crochet had no elastic, it easily fell away from her bountiful boobs. We realized that now it was MY bare ass exposed to the pool. Rita, still on her knees, turned me as she helped take my shorts off my feet. Since a jock strap is a negative thong, the wide straps stretched over my hirsute ass and potentially left my asshole exposed with a little tush tugging. She gently, closely and slowly followed the contours of both cheeks and licked her lips. "Caressing is not considered groping, so this is legit. Still, I can't dig my thumb between your handsome cheeks until later. It may be worth the ten minute penalty to just..... NO! I'll wait. See how the anticipation adds to the fun? We better get your outfit before I change my mind." Looking over her shoulder at me as she stole Safa away, she pulled her shorts away and down a few inches, exposing Safa's pale blue cotton panty and some ass flesh. "I may be pushing the limits, but I didn't pull them off or down, so this isn't stripping." Safa swatted her hand away and ran inside. I grabbed another beer at the head of the pool and turned my back to the relaxed group, audaciously exposing my bare ass and aware of my cheeks spreading and exposing my puckered hole to all as I slowly removed my shoes and socks. Was that my protest or my own way to participate in my wife's daring display? The beauty in the thin outfit dove head first into the pool and surfaced with a nice size tit out of her cup and her bottoms at her knees. Her wet landing strip pointed blatantly at her denuded labia. It turned out she truly was wearing a bra and panty instead of a suit. My dick swelled in my cup and I didn't check or adjust it. Now I wished I'd worn boxers so my dick could accidentally leap out before the noon deadline. There's something to be said for seeing or being the only one exposed in public. It seems the taboo weakens when everyone is naked. Glenn also watched the near nude swimmer as she nonchalantly covered up. He scrambled to keep his cool while managing his misbehaving meat, but kept checking the time. Many minutes later, interrupting my reverie with the still nearly naked swimmer, Safa came bounding and skipping gleefully from the house. With a huge grin and sparkling eyes, she ran to me, excitedly waving her arms, hopping and twirling before leaping to an energetic, tit shaking halt. I did a full spit-take just as she stopped before me. She turned slowly to proudly model the wispy yellow leotard she had somehow squeezed into. Rita's dad splattered his drink all over his lap as he spasmodically launched off his lounger. He bounced, wide-eyed, off the hard deck unable to pry his eyes from the shocking sight of my shy wife's tinctured, NAKED body. Even from twenty feet away, Safa and I could easily see four inches of his massive snake slip out from his yellow striped boxer swimsuit as he awkwardly clambered back onto his webbed, pool side seat. She gulped at the sight of his monster and all the commotion. "What's wrong? Did it split open? Rita said she wore this when she was just ten and since I'm slimmer, I was sure it would fit. It feels like a snug whole body elastic wrap." Helen and Rita were just steps behind her and laughing madly. Whom was Rita pranking? I think she got both of us. The aged yellow crew-neck tard looked like it had been misted onto her skin, yet was stretched to its limits, threatening to rip the seams apart, until it was totally shear. It crushed her small tits into severely flattened ovals that somehow created more cleavage than I'd ever seen on her. Her perfect, hard nipples were CLEARLY squashed into her tits. I'd never before seen her hard nipples lay flush with her soft tit flesh. My surging dick informed me I loved the unusual sight of HOW her tiny tits jiggled. Since they were anchored to her chest and now their pointy end was anchored to the very tight wrapper, only the short middle could jiggle. Strange looking, yet hot. My 'shy' woman went from risky, yet covered to solely and publically naked thanks to our prankster friend. The yellow mist altered the color of her nipples and aureole from light rosy to dark brown, which made them stand out graphically and boldly from afar. Likewise, it changed her pubes from light brown to near black. Though crushed, the shape of her pubic bone created a rise that allowed a tiny depression below it to foster her wiry bush into what looked like a well worn, spidery Brillo pad. It pushed her little belly flatter and lifted her ass, reshaping it interestingly due to the full cheek 'coverage'. Due to the wide and highly tensioned fastener strip, her labia were not separated as they usually were in her tight jeans. They also partially survived the crushing pressure in the crater below her exposed pubes. I knew this since I could clearly see them, naked behind the non-fabric. While the bottom third of her beautiful labia was horrifically crushed and misshaped, the rest was plumped and covered with wild, dark hair. I could even see the small dimple that hid her clit. Before I could consider answering her question, I wondered how she jammed herself into the wispy garment. She certainly had to stand naked before Rita and maybe her mom as they pulled and stretched it over her head and down. The image of them delighting in manually shaping and rearranging her bare tits and ass visibly aroused me too. The crotch flap used Velcro instead of the older snaps. I noted that it wrapped from her ass, up and over her labia and sealed at the seam above her pubes, leaving her pussy exposed thru the near invisible tard. Everybody was gawking at my beautiful, 'naked' woman. I asked Rita why my wife wasn't considered naked by her rules. She said that, "Visible or not, she has fabric covering her naughties, AND by law she is only considered unclothed if you can see her natural skin color within half an inch of the color change of her aureola or anus. There's a similar metric about her vulva. So, she IS clothed now." Her fantasy was coming true. Since I hadn't answered her quickly enough, SAFA abruptly turned and dove into the pool. She swam a lap lazily on her back, giving everyone a full body view and straining the fabric with each backstroke. It looked like she was showing off her nakedness and trying hard to make the tard split and fall away from her. When she climbed out of the pool, she said she felt the extra resistance the tard made, but the stretchiness felt good. The fabric actually captured and held water inside so I could see the level slowly drop as it drained. Her cleavage looked like a clear funnel slowly emptying drop by drop. There were several pockets of captured water that looked interesting too- under her tits, in her navel, in her pubes and above her ass crack. She stood dripping before me, 'unaware' that the crotch seal had released. How could she not feel the flap hanging against the back of her thighs, leaving her PINK again pussy and light brown pubes exposed to us all? As she shifted leg to leg, her lips gaped open and her stiff clit leaped into view like a drowning man popping up for air. I masked my groan at the lusty sight of her arousal and all the still clothed people surrounding her, wanting her. Isn't she violating the NO FLAUNTING rule yet? Glenn merely grunted and, when he saw her bared, plumped labia, he didn't bother to hide his massive snake slithering out of his shorts. Even with four inches of thick cock exposed, he wasn't allowed to grope himself. Jay and the others migrated closer to the only bared pussy there. Safa noticed their stares, but also saw Glenn's boa and was distracted by its monstrous size. "They're staring again. What's going on? Did I rip a seam?" As she twisted to check her sides, the springy tard stuttered higher up her body, clearing her ass and eventually reaching her navel. She ignored it. "Hey Glenn!" A loud voice boomed and echoed around the pool. "Why are you guys still clothed? Did you forget what day this is? I see your monster cock is getting a head start." We all looked around, including my 'naked' wife until we spotted the source. In a gap between two trees at street level was what appeared to be a family on a local walk. Parents, two boys and three girls all naked, had stepped into the gap and were gazing down at the pool side gathering. The svelte, natural blonde mom waved energetically and deliberately shook her hips and drooping tits. Her girls mimicked her wave, shaking their firmer, pert tits and dark pubes. Even from twenty feet away, the boys' generous dicks were obviously at half mast while dad's flaccid dick swung low. Accidental Nude Day Noonie Lunch Accidental Nude Day Noonie Lunch © Literocat 2014 previously: [Accidental Nude Day Noonie] Though tired, I noted that neither Rita nor Helen had cum yet and I took on the mission to rectify that. I licked and kissed each sweet pussy with a promise to return with my dick ready for them a little later. Safa was already eating Rita's pussy, so I decided to feast on Helen's. Using my agile fingers, I was soon able to navigate thru the extra folds in a fifty-two-year old, healthy looking pussy and find her engorged G spot. She lurched and came like a virgin! When her spasms slowed, I decided to sample how a wet, older pussy tasted. She was surprisingly savory. Licking her long, fattened lips wasn't enough, but stretching her clit set her off again. As I rubbed my nose in the well-aged elixir, I noticed Safa, Rita and Glen smiling broadly at me. Helen caught her breath and began laughing madly. Finally, she gasped, "That was amazing. Glen hasn't gone downtown in years and that was the best oral I can remember. You two will have to come by much more often! How about we eat some FOOD now?" Lunch: After we all washed up, Helen and I grilled the usual foods, though she leaned against me nearly the whole time. Her big, soft, naked tits felt so plush against me, especially compared to Safa's tiny bumps. The grill was less than twenty feet from the sun-drenched pool and the rest of the naked, exhausted, pleased perverts, so Rita closely watched her mom draping dreamily on me, sliding her hands gently over my hairy butt and teasingly tugging my rumpled sack. Rita was the end slice in a sandwich with Glen at the front end and Safa squashed in the middle. She stroked Safa's clit and slid her big, soft, pointy tits against her back while Safa fondled Glen's still huge, knobby serpent. Loud enough for all to hear, Rita teased, "Looks like mom has a new crush." Helen just smiled and stuck her tongue out at her. "You know, Helen, there's a fetish centered on food play that ranges over a wide spectrum. Sploshing is a sexual/sensual food party, in which participants cover each other in foods of different tastes, textures, and temperatures. Eating the food is not required, but really common, as are the rampant food fights. Thinking what I can do with these foot-longs, sausages and corn has my dick stiffening again. You game?" My mind reeled at the tasty potential. "Why don't we hold off on that til NEXT time if you want a food fight?" Hmm, NEXT time? I heartily agreed to play without any food fights and called out for all the girls to come to the grill. I whispered my idea to have the women tease and serve the men appropriately. "Hey guys, call out your grill orders one at a time and we'll have someone deliver it shortly." First call was for sweet sausage, followed by one for a HOT one. I asked for the girls who wanted 'sausage', and one came over. With three buns on the grill, I piled some steamed peppers and onions on a plate and had the girl lie back on the lounger I had moved near the grill. With her pussy facing the hungry masses, I asked her to pull her legs to her chest and expose her gaping flesh pot to all. After double checking the temperature and thoroughly wiping the grease away, I took a sweet link and twisted it deep into her warm, fleshy oven. She lurched at the surprise of the heat, but I kept the link inside her. As the others watched and she came to enjoy the feeling, I grabbed the link by its twisted casing knot and pumped her with it. She gasped, moaned and let her wild eyes speak for her excitement. After pumping and swirling the meat inside her for just a minute, she shuddered in climax and leaked her delicious nectar all over the food. While she was still gaining her breath, I slipped a warm HOT link next to the sweet one and coated it with her cum. She screamed in pleasure and came again. "Anyone else want sausage?" I asked. Two hands quizzically and slowly went up. "Let's see if these are 'done' yet." I pulled a link out of 'sausage girl' and slid the marinated tip over my tongue before biting off a small bit. "Ohhh yes! Absolutely delicious. Mmm." After twisting the link back into the steamy, sexy warmer, I helped the 'sausage girl' stand and keep the meat in her, then handed her the plate with the buns and fillings. "Sachet slowly to them and let them extract their links. I'll send yours over next. Guys, I suggest you leave the links out of the buns and eat them bare for greatest flavors." They didn't answer. With all eyes leaping between the bare, swaying ass, denuded labia and the beguiling, horny smile of a beautiful woman, everyone was religiously quiet. When the goddess reached the men and put down the plate, they jumped up and helped her recline. She again pulled her legs back and the guys each dug in for a hidden link at the same time. With two to four fingers and two thick, warm links in her, they made her eyes roll back in her head, her beautiful breasts shake wildly and ultimately, her whole body spasm again in an engrossing climax. I wish I could cum that often. As they started to gently twist the links out of her, she began convulsing again. They stared incredulously at each other and their friend's girl. He smiled knowingly. They used the links as two dildos as she furiously stroked her swollen clit. She gasped, "Oh GOD! ...THIS ...is ...what it's like to have ...two ...dicks in your p...ppussy at once? I want to try that next... after I recohhh...uhh..." In seconds she came again and gushed on the fingers and finger food within her. The guys extracted the links and we all watched as they licked and bit into the luxurious lunch. They offered her a taste, but she still struggled with breathing and finally stuttered, "I have one of my own coming soon." The next young girl lay down, pulled back and spread her legs before I asked. One guy ordered a hot link and two foot-longs. Using my fingers, I checked that her internal flesh oven could handle that and an extra link for our first server. It would, even if I had to squeeze it all in. I licked the rich, sex moisture off my fingers and easily pushed the two links inside. The heat and anticipation made our second server cum quickly. Helen breathlessly prepared the buns and fillings. Safa had never seen me take such commanding control and that was making her wetter. I pushed the first warm dog into our displayed server with a twist. She gasped at the heat. I slipped a finger in to check the gaps then quickly replaced it with the second dog. She lurched and trembled only a second. My finger tasted of sweet and tangy pussy ambrosia flavored with charred, greasy meat - a heady mixture. I told her I thought there was still room for one more link for her if she wanted to press for it. She answered, "God yes... Yes...YES...YES! Do it, you fucker!" I took the subtle hint and used my finger to create a gap and desperately struggled to keep my stiff cock from being the next 'link' inside her! After an awkward, lustful delay, I twisted the last hot link into her. She moooaaannnnned deeply and her whole body began to turn blotchy then crimson from her chest down to her pubs and up to her eyes. She began to shiver, tremble, shudder and shout gibberish. I had to hold the food inside her and thought she was about to explode. Fortunately, only her pussy juices exploded over my hand and to my wrist. I savored her delicious sauce until she could focus her eyes again. Then I helped her up and guided her to her, ummm, patron - the first girl's boyfriend. He pulled a dog out to make room and licked then sucked it like a cock. Finally taking a bite, he put it on the plate. After repeating that with the second savory dog, while her boyfriend watched intently, he spread her wet, plumped labia and used his tongue to lap her up and locate a link inside her. Using one finger and his teeth, he pressed his lips against hers and latched onto a link. He inhaled and savored her nectar a long moment before he slowly pried it out as she moaned deeply. He offered it to the first server, but she wanted to dig for her own. As we all watched, she took his place and also used her tongue, finger and teeth to sensuously explore her friend's soaked and stretched pussy an extra long time for a link. She turned and rested her pussy on her friend's lips. When she lapped along the swollen labia up to her oven's clit, she climaxed again - on #1's mouth and face. She pulled out the sweet link and dug in for the other. Amid more deep, dual moans, she extracted the hot link and cleaned up her warm oven's greasy lips. She turned back again and they shared the juices on her tongue before licking and sucking the intoxicating, charred tanginess of the lewd meat itself. Helen mumbled, "THAT'S sploshing? I'll have what she's having!" Facetious or spontaneous and genuine? Glen asked for a dog and corn. Helen held her hands up and back, "Not me!". So I called for Rita or my wife. They giggled and pointed to each other, so I asked Glen. He said he'd tasted Rita's juices many times, so he wanted to suck down my wife's cocktail in case he never had the chance again. Safa looked at him askance and hesitated. When she rose, Glen kissed her ass gently. Helen told her to "spread um wide, honey." I asked what she was having and she said 'Glen' - then, amid general laughing, changed that to the dog and corn Glen wanted. I wondered if that meant anything unusual. When I pushed her legs onto her tiny tits, I saw her leaking nectar was filling the dimple of her tight, tiny asshole. Helen stood behind me, trying not to block anyone's view of my wife's splayed open pussy and star muscle, and watched as I dipped into her asshole with my tongue then lapped up the stream of ambrosia between her lips and deep into her sweet pussy depths. After moaning my delight, I said I knew where this beautiful little ass has been and what had been inside it, (at least I thought I did until her wanton public show today) so I was fine to be tasting its muskiness. As I said that, I pushed two fingers inside her damp depths then declared her fit for corn. I showed Helen how I wanted only one plastic corn holder screwed into one end of the hot corn, then how I used that to control dipping and twirling the cooling corn, clockwise only, inside my lover and wife. I told Glen he was about to taste the sweetest, most unique and luxurious, decadent, lavish corn butter he's ever had. I know. I KNOW its taste well! After making my wife cream her cum on the cob and shudder in a minor pre-climactic orgasm, I couldn't resist sucking some of her savory cum from the corn. While refilling each little gap with her rich 'butter', I decided to share with everyone a special trick that should make her cum violently. I put two fingers of my left hand into her soggy pussy and slid the cob onto them. As I stroked the cob in and out, I turned it at varying speeds and pushed up with my inside fingers. This let me vary the pressure she felt on her clit and her G spot. The bumpy kernels apply unusual and unpredictable strumming on her G with immediate, volcanic effect. Within seconds she was gasping desperately, her body turned crimson, her jaw clenched tightly and her head locked hard on her left shoulder all while showing everyone her intimate, intense, jaw-clenching cum face. She could only hold back about thirty seconds until she burst into a scream and flooded the corn and my hands. I LOVE watching her lose control and trust me as she never trusted anyone before. This time she was naked in public, under a bright sun with a horde of naked people watching. Helen was breathing raggedly. She whispered, "You really do know what you're doing. I can't wait...." I slipped the finger foods into Safa's pussy and coated them with the overabundance of the rich cocktail she made. I helped her up, onto her shaky legs. Helen gave her a plate and we nudged her toward Glen. He and Rita steadied her in her short trip. She sat and held her spinning head, but Glen was anxious to eat my wife. He laid her down, folded her knees back and opened her legs. The lusty sight of her streaming cum coating her thighs and ass made his monster dick spring up to full, dreaded size. He licked her legs clean as Rita tore her eyes away from the hot, sexy mess and came to me. He pushed her legs firmly onto her chest and stared at her tempting, soaked-again asshole. After wordlessly asking permission to lick it, he saw her nod OK. His grizzled sixty-year-old tongue, licked her back hole dry. Her arousal from that let her puckered hole wink at him, as witnessed by the other men. He asked if he could try to repeat what I just did to her, but I said no. She would be much too sensitive for some time, but would still react strongly even to minor stimulation. He touched her clit and she JUMPED back. For now, THAT was too much. Instead, he gently licked outside her savory snatch lips and she moaned. He watched her pulsing pussy clamp the protruding dogs so firmly, they threatened to cut off the ends. He slowly rolled open my wife's beautiful labia, outer then inner, and rescued the dogs in peril. They were already indented. He licked the fresh flow of the quim cocktail before rubbing his own sodden sausage under her nose, holding the bishop in place with his tongue. She inhaled her intoxicating scent and sucked his tongue intensely. When he withdrew, he slid the wet dog between his lips and close to her face so she could watch him eat her cum. Finally, he dug deep into her box and snatched the corn out while twisting it. She whimpered a shuddering response. Before her sacred hole closed behind the escaped corn, he pushed four fingers inside her and scooped all the cum he could reach onto his tongue and fingers. She groaned once more, almost ready to cum again. Glen pulled her legs down and stared ruttishly at the corn glistening with my wife's special sauce. I struggled and fought a recurring twitch of jealousy to allow him to eat my wife and her sauces. As Glen bit noisily into the special buttered corn and exaggerated a moan, Rita distracted me with her pussy against my ear and face. He declared it succulent and everything I claimed it would be ...and ALL HIS! His next loud moans were made involuntarily and unaware of the noises and his rebounding, dancing cock. Rita asked if I could make her cum like that too since no one ever had done that with her. Her mom chimed in, 'ME TOO.' I reminded Rita that, though I had seen her naked at least twice, we never interacted and I didn't know her body as intimately as I knew Safa's. She offered that was happy to fix that, but she wanted me to teach her husband Bill how to do it. I kidded that I wasn't sure I wanted to teach others that and another trick I devised since that would spoil my monopoly. Then I smiled and said I'd consider it. The first two guys said they were ready for seconds, but I told them they had to wait for all to be fed once. Two men were left and three women to serve us. The penultimate guy ordered corn, a hot link and two dogs. If he hoped his order was too big for the other stranger, he was wrong. I called her over and asked Rita to wait to feed me MY order. The last stranger, Pam, got shorted since my mind was on Rita, her mom and their welcoming pussies. I went thru the motions on Pam - licking her sweet pussy, fingering her and stuffing the warm food in her. I licked her clit and kissed her mouth tenderly to apologize for my distraction. She enjoyed the attention, but didn't cum for me. "Either later or another time, but I promise I will take care of you, Pam. Or maybe I should call you Sugar Bush since it's so apt." Now what do I do with mother and child? Both had well-stretched pussies from accommodating Glen, yet fingering them both had proved they kept up with their kegels. "I guess one of you will feed me while the other brings refills to all takers. I hate to choose, so you sort it out and tell me. I'll take care of the other another day if I can't today." They wouldn't choose and left it up to me. Considering that Glen was here and didn't mind my fucking his brightly exposed wife while Bill refused to attend and watch his sexy wife fucking everyone, I chose to stuff and eat Rita, in case she suddenly became virtuous after this day of debauchery. Two 'hungry' guys ordered 'buttered' corn and four links. Only Helen and Rita stood a chance of containing all that in their honey pots at once, thanks to Glen. Helen got on her back between the grill and the pool and her child pulled and held her thighs on her big tits. When she spread her mom's legs, we each stared into the deep, long gash that split her vulva. It presented a sopping pool of slippery, fresh and fragrant cum that had already overflowed its banks. I looked up at Helen and she was nodding breathlessly for me to eat her. I smiled and, eyes locked on hers, lapped her wet cunt of its excess while she and her child watched intently. When I pushed back her hood and licked her throbbing clit, she shook violently in orgasm. In seconds, she flooded my face with her squirting cum. As I savored the fresh nectar, I wondered if Rita squirted like her mom did. Before I could answer, or even ask that, Helen stopped twitching and let out a moan that could easily be mistaken for a petulant last gasp. I stuffed the large food order into Helen and she climaxed again. Rita let her legs down, but I told her to lie there for a moment, enjoy the hot food inside her and deliver it when she was steady to walk. As her mom rested, I, and my stiff cock, went to Rita. We stood over Helen's head so she, Glen and my wife could watch me slide my stiffness between Rita's legs and my tongue into her mouth. I crushed her big, soft yet firm tits against my chest as we kissed deeply, tenderly and hungrily. When I broke to tell her how beautiful she was, she giggled at her mom's cum still covering my face. I told her to lick it all off and share it with me. She did so very sensuously. For some time before leaving to deliver her food order, Helen watched us kiss and focused on how my cock rubbed and split her child's vulva. Finally free to move, I angled my hips down, then up sharply while still sucking tongues, and slid my aching cock home. There was no friction due to the liberal lubricants inside her chasm, but her strong pelvic muscles quickly adapted to my normal sized cock and crushed it firmly and HOTLY. She moaned from her gut and we fucked a few moments. We stood there before the naked horde and the hot grill. In fleeting moments of clarity, I realized that my cock was angled away from her G, yet it was making her clit Rumba. Though I intensely wanted to plant my seed in her and fill her with my steamy cream, I also wanted her to scream in ecstasy before I was drained. With great effort, I pulled my cock out of her with a 'pop' and told her she better lie down. "If you react as strongly as I expect, you will fall and hurt yourself." Her eyes bulged, but she cautiously did as I said. "I hope this is memorable for you." She paused on her knees to suck my cock clean of her ambrosia. As she sucked and I moaned, her mom, dad, Safa and others closed around us. They knew that my pulling out of a steamy, sexy, snug cunt indicated that something significant was about to happen. I could only hope so. Rita kissed and licked my balls, but as she began fingering my ass, I stopped her. "I want you to cum first and intensely. Then you can make me erupt anywhere you like." She laid back while still holding my damp but pristine cock. Safa knew to send me a pillow to go under Rita's hips. After folding and placing it there, I spread her knees widely and took a close look at the beautiful pussy that held me captive just moments ago. Carefully, I slipped two fingers inside and, though she lurched and moaned, I tried to map her interior without excessively arousing her. "I already know where your clit is most sensitive, now I know how your G is positioned. I hope your heart can stand this! I don't want this to be your last GREAT experience, just your first like this." Suddenly she looked concerned and wondered if I were serious. Go figure! Accidental Nude Day Noonie Lunch My head blocked all view of her pretty pussy as I sat next to the lounger and lapped up all the excess sweet pussy juice already pooled there. JUST like her mom. I slid two fingers into her warm depths and gently rubbed the crura hidden in her side walls. Her walls twitched and tightened as I expected. Avoiding both her clit and G, I added a third finger. The forced expansion tugged on her sensitive spots though still untouched. She began to yearn for direct touch, but I denied her. When I pushed a fourth finger inside her hot oven, she moaned and started turning red. This was still foreplay! I lined all four fingers in a row and angled them to avoid the two targets I would soon assault. Slowly pumping my angled fingers shallowly into her built her wanton needs to critical levels. When her legs started twitching and her chest turned bright red, she was ready. I watched her hood carefully as I righted my hand in her. She was so wet that her hood barely shifted. With my left hand rested on her mons, I pulled her hood back. Her little pearl was already erect, but now completely exposed to me and all the watchers. I didn't explain what I was doing for a reason. As my right hand pumped her pussy gently, my left tugged her hood left, then right, and repeated, always building her excitement. When my touches made her start whimpering with her twitches, I looked around and saw everyone trying to catch my coup de gras. It was subtle enough that they would miss it unless they knew what to look for. Without breaking my cadence, I began changing the angle my right hand followed to penetrate her. Shortly it angled down so I could apply firmer pressure on her clit as I went in; it angled UP as it pulled out so it could nudge her G-spot on the way out. Gauging her reactions to help finesse my escalation, I applied more and firmer pressure on her two spots until she was breathing erratically and gasping each time I touched her G. I whispered, "I can hold her here and extend this high level of involuntary arousal until she passes out from the exertion, OR I can gauge her plateau and force her over an edge she has never seen before. This is so intense that I can harm her if I'm not careful. Someone check your watch and do a silent two minute countdown. Give me thirty seconds warning before the end and I'll have her collapse in ecstasy within seconds of the mark." One of the guys waved me off with a 'yeah right' and walked away. Another started the countdown. I kept Rita at the precipice for the next ninety seconds letting her feel the exquisite torture of her impending eruption before taking her down a notch. I watched her face and body and kept her safe. Someone said it had already been ten minutes of moaning before the two-minute countdown. The girls were all fingering themselves as they watched. "THIRTY SECONDS" boomed the inconsiderate timer. "You notice that even that loud bellow didn't distract her? Her sight and hearing are diminished so she can staunchly FEEL her sex nerves fire. If you had any doubt that I am in control of her climax, watch as I push her over the edge in ten seconds." I visualized her internals and began to FEEL her arousal with her. In the Zen zone, I adjusted the angle and firmness and area of my touch and she began gasping raggedly, as did I. At the stroke of ten, I gave one more push, dragged along her G and then stopped. She SCREAMED loudly and gushed past my hand and flooded my face. Yup! Just like her mom. Leaving my hand motionless in her as an anchor as she trembled and gasped until her breathing slowed, I rolled to my side exhausted and sighed deeply. My face was covered in fresh, tasty cum and my cock throbbed for release. Before my breathing slowed, I felt warm lips surround my stiff rod. I felt the warmth of a tongue then the snugness of a throat sucked me in until my pubes crushed someone's mouth. I rolled to my back as the sensuous throat squeezed me and I moaned loudly. A finger barely rimmed my ass before I gratefully exploded and pulsed several long-delayed gouts of creamy seed into my benefactor. Rita was barely catching her breath as I caught mine and looked to see who blessed me with her exquisite mouth. It was Pam! Though all the women were flushed and beaming, my wife and Helen were beaming strongest. "NOW, you owe me one big one, for sure!" said Pam. Helen asked when she would get the treatment. "Pam and Helen, did I not already promise you an extraordinary release? I will keep that promise to you both, but not today. This is an intense and exhausting cognitive process that I can rarely repeat in one day. Ask Rita what she felt. And Pam, thank you for taking pity on me when I needed the release." "My pleasure. You taste great and beyond reminding you of your promise, I saw how focused and concerned you were with Rita and I felt compelled to reward you. How about we all finish lunch, catch some rayz and Zzzz. You can unplug Rita now and I'll clean her up." "OK, but let her rest several minutes or your soft tongue will hurt her. I'm already looking forward to our next gathering. I hope this is a monthly celebration with you perverts!" ===================================/\__/\ ( ~ ~ ) > * < Please vote BIG and leave constructive comments. Thanks.... ============== 4743 words =======Submitted = 8/25/14 ======== [g ck, 8/22/14, WP bug, ecstacy v ecstasy! ] 17 hrs 0600 8/25/14My thanks to editor Innocent_kink for her review and comments. Accidental Nude Day Noonie "Hi dickhead! Jealous much? You know we delay denuding until noon. Why don't you all join us after that?" All seven, especially the males, took lingering notice of the only bare ass and pussy exposed - my wife. They resumed their walk with a wave, but without committing to a later visit. I turned to my sexy wife to answer her question. "Umm, honey, didn't you look in a mirror before running out here? You know Rita loves her pranks. The tard she squeezed you into is totally sheer. Your swim actually made it worse. They're staring at your fully exposed, plump and pink pussy. I know you know your groin cover is open and I have to assume you're loving it. This is part of your secret fantasy isn't it? I don't hear you denying it." Her silence was deafening. She stared at my straining groin and directed me to join her in the pool. Rita jumped in with us. Her top fell to her waist when she hit the water and she chose not to fix it. I dove under her, intending to pinch her ass hard when I noticed her bottoms sinking to the pool bottom. As she rolled, I slipped my hand between her legs and caressed her bald lips, careful to cup, but not grope. She pulled her legs up and curled up in the water. I headed for Safa who already had guys swimming closely behind her. Before I could reach her, I felt hands clutch at my cup and pull it away. As I turned, a hand went inside my jock and squeezed my dick before pulling it out of the cup. As I expected, it was Rita. She didn't expect what happened next. I called out to her dad, "Glenn! Someone is striping and groping me under water." Rita surfaced and Glenn whistled shrilly at her. He ordered her out of the water and into the corner. She climbed out, naked except for her top around her waist, so he told her, unflinchingly, to sit facing the pool with her legs open. Family nudists, or more? As Safa swam past me, I noticed a lot more pink skin than before. I caught her and by sight and braille, noticed the overly stretched tard had retreated farther up her body. It was already at her ribs, so her ass was fully exposed as were her navel, pubes and sweet pussy. I petted her ass and cupped her pussy before pulling her to the pool side near Glenn. She knew what was next and deliriously anticipated it. She was about to be fucked in public while several strangers and a friend watched closely. She held the wall and I held her waist from behind as she bent and pushed against me. Glenn slid off his lounger to appraise us, but that raised his trunk's leg and exposed more than six inches of his beer-can-thick rod. Safa saw it and moaned at the impossible sight. Rita was behind him, swinging a leg open and making her thick pussy gape apart for me. Watching Rita's enticing twat swing open and her DDs dancing in sync with its rhythm made me dizzy. I bit Safa's neck and groaned as I entered her velvety, warm, welcoming quim under Glenn's hungry, watchful eye. The three strange couples surrounded us, watching closely as I fucked Safa and yet avoided violating the rules with my plundering dick. Despite the chlorine, I felt the joy of her heat and slick, slippery wetness. Glenn, watching us thru the undulating water, bolstered a stronger desire in both of us to perform, to cum for him. He pulled his shorts up and exposed more than ten inches of thick cock. We watched it throb and swell, untouched. Safa groaned and shuddered on my much smaller, but apparently adequate, cock. I grunted and pumped my seed into my wife as she showed Glenn her most private, cum face. He was flushed and checked the time....almost noon. Still holding his trunk leg up, he turned toward Rita. She stared hungrily at her dad's nearly horizontal shaft and licked her lips. Helen came out again and asked why the grill was still cold. Bolstering my courage to not cover up and by Glenn's obscenely displayed monster cock, I shouted that I'd do it and climbed out of the pool with my abbreviated 7+ inch dick stiff again and swinging outside the cup. She casually looked me over and surprisingly said, "Don't let Glenn's huge junk scare you. Rita and I are the only two who could take that huge tool, and it took ages to adapt. The size is nice, if you can take it, but the magic of the owner counts much more. I saw what you did in the pool and it looked like you know how to handle it. Now light my fire." If there was any doubt that they were an intimate family, her shocking confession and innuendo locked it down. I quietly lit the grill. Glenn called out "COUNTDOWN 10..9..8..7..6..5..4..3..2..1.. NOON!" and whistled. He pulled off his suit, "First one naked! I should get a prize." Rita shouted 'YAAA WHOO' and jumped up and pulled her wandering top off. The six in the pool climbed out, hollering, but didn't strip though the bare assed girl was still bare. Why hadn't I noticed that when she turned around, the front was also below her labia so she had been bottomless for nearly two hours? Glenn, his massive plank directly over her head, eagerly helped my panting Safa out of the pool by pulling her up where she stood. She reached up and deliberately grabbed his twelve-inch rod to hold and help pull herself out. I wondered if she planned to tackle it while we all watched. Before anything happened, she turned to the bare assed girl and meekly asked permission to fully strip the beauty, and got it. After unhooking the stoic top and peeling it off a beautiful, bountiful rack she kissed and lapped each nipple, making me more than a little jealous. She then knelt before her, tugged on the bottoms front and rear, ensuring that her hands explored the gorgeous ass and furry fanny. When she got them to her ankles, she put the back of the beauty's knee on her shoulder and angled it out. The knockout and her boyfriend grinned at the attention while Safa stared intently into the gaping, moist, fragrant and lusty pussy. She pointed to the tenting bulge in her boyfriend's boxer-briefs and pouted. Safa took the hint and worked his briefs down, letting his dick slide along her cheek. While we all watched, she pulled his balls forward, squeezed his stiff cock and kissed it on the moist head. My beauty pushed her nose into the stranger's open, tempting vulva, and I moaned. We watched her spread and lap the swollen, and apparently tasty, twat while fingering it and her clit. Just before climaxing, Safa asked her to turn around and bend over. She again spread wide the pretty pussy and pushed two fingers into the wet cunt, let the next finger bump her clit while she fucked the hottie. Her boyfriend held her up and she chased his stiff, springy dick a few seconds before capturing it in her mouth. As the beauty started panting again, this time around the thick cock, Safa leaned forward and also kissed then licked her attractive anus. She grunted, shuddered and came. Her vibrating on her guy's dick made him grunt loudly and fill her mouth with his seed. First open, public exposure, now oral sex on both ends! I was confidant Safa wasn't done fulfilling fantasies and surprising us. She wasn't. She went to Glenn and, giving him a wanton look, squeezed his huge dick. Since she still had the tard on and stuck at her nipples, two guys went to help Glenn finish stripping her. They slid their hands up her legs, ass and pussy though that was all exposed already. Hands went under the tard and pinched her nipples to hold her tits steady while other hands tugged at the elastic tard. Ultimately, they had her bend over so the two guys wrestled it over her head, while Glenn, with his huge cock between her legs, bent over her back and held her by a hip and her twat. She loved being handled and stripped naked by strangers. Helen turned me around, and pointing to my straining groin, proceeded to finish stripping me. She started by firmly gripping my cock and pumping it a few times before stretching the elastic waist over it. She took her time tugging and folding my jock strap over my balls and down my legs. She stayed on her knees after removing the strap and spun me so I could again see Glenn. He was still behind my wife with his wiry pubes against her little ass, but Rita was holding her head down low. I heard her instruct, "Bend a little more and you can kiss his dick this way. You'll love it." Safa's hands were on her ankles and Glenn's dick was throbbing against her vulva and between her gyrating tits. "All the women here and several others have done this. You'll have a video souvenir to keep too." Yes, one of the guys was shooting her getting tittie fucked from behind. Helen led me to her by my dick and pumped me while Safa watched us. That was likely to mollify any guilt she might feel about going so far without discussing it first with me. I had Helen stand so I could remove her swimsuit. Once I peeled it off, she knelt on it and continued jerking and licking my dick. Safa stood up to stretch her cramping muscles, but instead of escaping, she bent over again and smiled sheepishly at me. The camera moved behind her and shot her beautiful pussy. Glenn reached over her back and spread her lowest cheeks to open her glistening labia and expose her asshole too. The videographer pushed one then two fingers into her wet, still sticky snatch with no resistance. As he finger fucked her, he asked her to relax, enjoy it, and allow it to help her reach Glenn's stiff dick. I heard her moan, but before climaxing, Glenn got behind her again. He slapped his colossus hard against her vulva and she moaned once more. As he fucked her tits again, he held his huge veiny cock up so it rubbed across her clit as he pumped it. She moaned loud enough for the neighbors to hear. A low cheer went up when her tongue contacted his glans. She licked away the Cowper's and managed to get half his dick head into her mouth before he started slamming against her ass with bone crushing force. I know she loves the anal stimulation that gives her, but she usually bruises me when she slams back hard against me. Shortly, SHE was holding the monster against her clit as Glenn slammed her. As I pinched Helen's nipples and caressed her big, soft tits, she comfortably swallowed all of me and easily slid my stiffness into her throat. No surprise, if she could suck Glenn's serpent. When she started humming the national anthem, I got the shudders. Just before she peaked in the first verse, she pushed a finger into my ass and twisted it just so. I came immediately and loudly. Safa and the others watched me shake and speak gibberish while pumping my seed down Helen's throat. As my vision cleared, I saw the other girls fall onto their backs on the grass, all in a precise row. They held hands and tossed their legs up into a wide V as the boys decided who to fuck first. Looking at three animated, lovely, young, supple, moist and gaping pussies was mesmerizing so it was a struggle to turn my attention back to the household trio. When I did, I saw Rita on her knees with the head of Glen's thick dick in her mouth. Safa and I stared, stunned. Helen smiled proudly saying, "That's my little girl. She's only just begun." I staggered toward the three lovelies as one of the men took my place in Helen's throat. Another pinched Safa's tit and filled her mouth with his stiff cock. Glenn had the last guy's dick in his hand and was jerking it smoothly as he impossibly pushed his monster cock deeper into Rita's throat. The three lonely pussies waited for my desires and I desired first to taste them all. I found them all fondling and pinching nipples, so when I knelt before each one I found them all wet, plumped and with stiff, demanding clits. One had very large, but firm labia and a tall clit. She tasted as sweet as the others and was quickest to cum on my tongue and cunning fingers. Another squeaked when she came. The former bare-assed beauty came hardest. She convulsed and groaned loudly, getting everyone's attention, just as she pumped three long pulses of delicious cum on my face and already soggy fingers. I LOVE this holiday! I spread the precious juices all over my face to prevent my broad smile from breaking it. Yeah, that's it! With my face resting on a leaking, denuded, puffed pussy, I glanced to the other group. Helen and Safa were pinching each other's stiff nipples with their mouths against the hairy pubes of their partners. Rita had about ten inches of her dad's dick deep in her throat. Helen waited for Safa's partner to begin to peak before repeating her finger-in-ass trick so both guys came together. The third guy saw them and spurted in Glen's hand and onto Rita's face. Feeling the warmth spurts made her moan and suddenly suck Glen deeper into her belly. Incredibly, his pubes flattened against her nose and he twitched his release directly into her gut. She gulped and coughed and abruptly ejected her dad's leaking monster serpent. Though tired, I noted that neither Rita nor Helen had cum and I took on the mission to rectify that. I licked and kissed each sweet pussy with a promise to return with my dick ready for them a little later. Safa was already eating Rita's pussy, so I decided to feast on Helen's. Using my agile fingers, I was soon able to navigate thru the extra folds in a fifty-two-year-old, healthy looking pussy and find her engorged G spot. She lurched and came like a virgin! When her spasms slowed, I decided to sample how a wet, older pussy tasted. She was surprisingly savory. Licking her long, fattened lips wasn't enough, but stretching her clit set her off again. As I rubbed my nose in the well-aged elixir, I noticed Safa, Rita and Glen smiling broadly at me. Helen caught her breath and began laughing madly. Finally, she gasped, "That was amazing. Glen hasn't gone downtown in years and that was the best oral I can remember. You two will have to come by much more often! How about we eat some FOOD now?"                          FIN           =================================== /\__/\ ( ~ ~ ) > * ============== 6266 words =======Submitted | posted=6/25/12 | 6/26/12 | 6/27/12 ======== Seminal image for part 1: true image of wife in too small, tight, transparent friend's tard exposed to me, friend and her dad + his reaction                                                         [g ck 6/25/12]          6/26/12 0300     42 hrs