Jim and I have been talking to a few people about something we've done a few times and have been getting some mixed reactions to the situation. It concerns the fact that I've gone home with a few of our male friends and have spent varying amounts of time with them. I've done this lasting from a few hours, maybe 6 or so to over three days, from early Friday afternoon to late Sunday night.
Now what seems to make this at all controversial is that I'm naked the whole time I'm with them, from the time I leave home until I return. The other part that makes this unusual is the fact that Jim is seldom if ever present. Most of the time I'm alone with the other man, but it isn't unusual for them to invite some of their friends to their place for a little "adult" entertainment. There have been as few as 1 additional man and as many as 20. Most of the time I've never met any of these other men, I don't know them and they don't know me. On occasion there's been someone I do know, either a friend or just someone I know in passing. It's the men I do know that causes me the most trouble. It's kind of hard to explain why I'm completely naked without my husband in another man's home with several other men there too.
Maybe I should give you a couple of examples of times I've done this and maybe it'll give you a better picture of what I do and why I do this.
Jim and I have a very active and imaginative sexual fantasy life. We just love to talk about our little fantasies while we're making love. We call it our "pillow talk". Nothing seems to be taboo. Believe it or not, many things we talk about both of us know that it will never happen; it's just sex talk to heighten our love making.
On the other hand, there are some that once we've talked about it several times it becomes both our fantasy, well, who knows, sometimes if the occasion presents itself, things just happen. We have rules, the first being that if either party feels uncomfortable, we can call a halt at any time, we stop immediately and step back and discuss the situation. Sometimes we continue, sometimes we just stop, no bad feelings. Either of us can slow things down or keep on going. We trust each other and communicate how we feel all along the way so there's no misunderstanding or hurt feelings. With that being said, we've had some very exciting and rather unorthodox experiences.
I am an exhibitionist. I haven't always been, before I met and fell in love with Jim, I was a very conservative, good Catholic girl. I'd never been really touched by another man before Jim. I blame my transition solely on him, he corrupted me. He showed me what sex was and what it could ultimately be and that was earth shattering mind blowing fantastic. He loves my body, I think I'm pretty much normal, two rather on the large size boobs, one very sensitive pussy, an ass I use to sit on, you know the normal woman parts.
Jim wants me naked all the time, always has, I guess always will. I love him for that, it makes me feel somewhat special knowing he desires me so much. Early on in our relationship, I realized Jim not only wanted me naked around him, but around everyone, especially around a few of his best friends. We teased about it, he hinted about it, I was opposed to it at first, being a good girl and all. It embarrassed me, the thought of other men seeing parts that I had shown only to Jim. I've come to realize that not only Jim, but most of our male friends want to see me naked. Men are such animals!
Early in our relationship I let him take nude photos of me, he said only for him, it excited me to do something so wicked as to let someone actually take pictures of me completely naked. Something happened to me and I just loved it! I wanted to let Jim take pictures of me all the time, what a turn on.
Then Jim told me that he had shown a few of my pictures to one of his friends, someone I knew, I was so embarrassed I thought I would just die. I didn't know what I would do the next time I saw them. I never imagined that someone else would see my naked body!
The more I thought about it, the more embarrassed I became, and something else, I got a little tingle deep down inside me and I got wet wondering what they thought when they looked at those pictures. Jim and I talked about it and I realized that I kind of wanted him to show our friend a few more and have Jim tell me what he said. It was amazing, the next time I saw the guy, I wondered if he was thinking of me naked. Somehow I knew by how he looked at me that he was thinking of me naked. Rather than being embarrassed, I was turned on. I really wanted to ask him what he was thinking of. Now that would have been embarrassing!
After a while, Jim suggested that I be present when he showed our friend some of the photos. I was shocked at first but after a while I thought it might be fun and exciting to watch someone who had never actually seen me naked look at naked photos of me. So we did. It was everything I imagined it would be. I was embarrassed, but by far more turned on. My heart was beating a thousand times faster and in my throat. I could hardly breathe. My mouth was dry and my pussy was wet.
Over the succeeding months it progressed from showing a friend my naked photos, to another and another. I had the same reaction every time. My nipples got so hard they hurt. Next came the suggestion of my posing for one of them, after all, they had seen everything there was to see, right? In order for them to take naked pictures of me, I had to get naked in front of them, so I did. It was frightening, embarrassing, and one of the most exciting things I had ever done. I loved it. I loved the fact that I was standing bare-assed naked in front of men other than my husband and they were telling me what to do and what they wanted to see. Jim loved it too. He was letting other men look at me, and yes touch me. He saw how turned on I got every time it happened, it's hard to hide those erect nipples and wet pussy, especially when the nipples are being pinched and fingers are being pushed up into you. Orgasms are rather hard to hide in those cases. Another thing I noticed about myself, I loved looking at men's cocks. I loved how they were different from each other, their size, their shape, and especially their feel. I really preferred that the man be naked while taking my pictures. Hell, a girl likes to look too.
One evening one of our single male friends (Randy) had been to our home for a casual dinner and drinks. He had seen me naked several times and was one of the men who had taken pictures of me. And yes, we had fucked. Jim and he had shared me. I liked it when Jim fucked me in front of one of his friends. I also liked being fucked while Jim watches.
That night we were all pretty well wasted and Randy was kissing on me, getting a quick feel here and there, telling me how much he loved me and that if he wasn't such good friends with Jim he would seriously try to seal me away to take me home with him. I knew he was drunk and horny and just giving me a line of bull-shit, but it was fun. I was playing grab too, feeling his erection through his pants. I played along with him mostly just to hear his line and kept asking him what he wanted to do to me. Jim was egging him on too.
Randy kept insisting that he wanted to take me home and ravish me (his words). Finally I told him that if Jim didn't care I'd go with him. Jim quickly agreed and said that I could go, but if I was going to run away with our friend, I wasn't going to take anything with me. When I looked over at Jim, he gave me "that look" so I said fine and stood up and stripped completely, bare-assed head to toe naked (I'd been wanting to do this all evening). Jim laughed and Randy hooted and clapped his hands.
Jim asked me to come into another room to talk for a moment. We went into our bedroom and he asked, "Are you serious about going with him or are you just bull-shitting?"
I asked, "What do you think about it?"
He told me, "It kinda sounds exciting, you know seeing you leave naked with him and knowing that all your clothes were here. What do you think?"
I reminded him, "You know we've talked about something like this and we thought it might be exciting to try it. I'm okay with it if you are, but I'm a little scared knowing I won't have anything to cover up with, especially tomorrow."
Jim said, "You know it's the idea that you don't have anything to cover up with that makes it so exciting. Maybe Randy will give you something to wear."
With and I said, "Like that'll ever happen."
Finally we decided that we'd do it, for just overnight till noon the next day when Jim would come get me.
When we walked back in the room with Randy, I grabbed his hand and pulled him up and told him, "We'd better go if you're going to take me home."
His reaction was, "Really? Like that," indicating my nudity?
I said, "Jim says you get me, and nothing else, so here I am with nothing else. Let's go before I change my mind."
