At 9:45 in the morning, the water taxi pushed away from the dock at New Providence Harbor. We shared the boat with two other couples and their five children. On the short trip to the island, the kids were loud and obnoxious. I wanted to throw a few of them overboard.

When we landed at the first dock, the two families stepped off the boat. I looked at my wife and shook my head. I didn't want to be anywhere near a bunch of kids on a beach. The boat captain took us to beach number two. As he prepared to leave the dock, he looked at my wife and grinned.

"A boat stops here every two hours," he said. "We'll take you back when you're ready."

I nodded. "Thanks."

"Enjoy your day," he said with an even bigger grin. "I wish I was going with you, man."

No more than a hundred feet up the path we read a large sign: Welcome. This is a clothes optional beach. Nudity permitted. Please respect our guest's privacy. No Photography.

"Did you know about this?" Roni asked.

"Nope," I lied.

She smiled mischievously. "I guess you'd like to do this?"

"We can't sit on the dock for two hours." I shrugged. "I suppose we could be two of the people who opt to keep on our swimsuits...or we could go nude."

She thought for a moment. "Okay, can't hurt to see what the beach looks like."

"If a lot of visitors go nude, I hope there aren't too many ugly old people."

She made a face at my political incorrectness.

We continued on until we reached a large pavilion where we paid our entrance fee. We were given keys to lockers where we could stash our clothes and valuables and headed for the changing areas. We met back at the reception desk wearing our swimsuits and Roni carrying her beach bag.

I picked up two mats and towels and strolled toward the water.

"I put on my suit until we see what this is like," she said.

"That was smart. Maybe most people like the clothed option." That was my second lie.

The sign clothes optional wasn't entirely true. As I learned before taking the boat trip, almost everyone chose nudity. And while the beach wasn't terribly crowded, there were lots of people-some couples, a few pairs of women, and many unattached men-probably there for the female scenery and to let it all hang out. Thankfully, there were no screaming children.

We found a spot near the only two bathers who were not nude-two young women wearing bikinis and sitting on a blanket. I placed down the mats and we sat.

A few minutes later, one of our neighbors stood up and removed her top showing off a pair of nice tits. Then her friend did the same. Her boobs were a bit larger. Then both girls stripped off their bottoms and walked toward the water.

"I guess we're the last two modest people on the island," I said.

"Are you going to take off your suit?" Roni asked.

Watching the two attractive young women strip off and hearing my wife pick up the conversation that may lead to her doing the same started my cock growing hard.

"We've talked about going to a nude beach before," I said. "Now's our chance. So, I will if you will."

She thought for a brief moment. "You're right. I have promised to go swimming naked with you, haven't I? Oh, what the hell? These people will never see us again. But you'll have to put Coppertone on my backside. I don't want to get toasted buns."

I grinned. "Can I put Coppertone on your boobs?"

"You know where that would lead, buster," she said. "I don't think we're allowed to have sex in public."

I shrugged. "Okay, take your suit off. I'll watch. That's fun."

Roni stood up and without skipping a beat, slid one strap of the dark blue one-piece off her shoulder. I felt a new twinge in my dick. She dropped the other strap and with one quick move, exposed her tits. With two hands, she pushed the suit downwards, shifted her hips-one up, the other down. Her tits jiggled. Her hips wiggled again and the suit kept travelling south, past her hips, down her thighs, showing off her dark triangle of curly pubic hair, and then she let it fall to the mat and stepped out of it.

Roni smiled and put her hands on her hips. "Okay, buddy boy, you're next."

I stood and felt my erection straining against my trunks. I pushed the suit down and my cock sprang to attention, sticking straight out from my loins.

Roni giggled. "Are you a little excited, big feller?"

I looked down. "Am I allowed to walk around like this?"

"Should I check some of the other men and see if you're the only one?"

"If you look at the other men's cocks while you're walking around nude, there'll be a beach full of boners."

"Why? Do I look good without my suit on?"

"You know damn well you look great when you're naked." I pointed at my dick. "Look what happens to me."

She laughed. "Maybe you should sit for a while and let your junior partner calm down."

"I'll try, but you'll still be nude and if we walk around, all the men will be checking you out. I'll just love that and I might have to find some cold water."

She smiled, something just a little brighter than the Caribbean sun. "I'm glad I can bring you so much excitement. Suppose none of these guys look?"

"Fat chance. All these guys will be wondering what it's like to have sex with you."

"Oh, really?"

"Yep. My motto is they can look all they want but fucking you is my job."

"Very nice. You're such a perv."

I grinned like the Cheshire Cat while Roni knelt on the mat and took a squeeze bottle of suntan lotion from her beach bag.

"I heard the ocean is eighty-two degrees," she said. "That's not cold. I hope you don't think you can walk around all day with that thing sticking out like a towel rack."

I shrugged. "I'll think about baseball."

"Keep that cock of yours under control, Sweetie. I'll be embarrassed to death if you get thrown out for flaunting your boner. Aren't nudists supposed to be strict about no sexual stuff?"

"Yeah, they say nudity is about relaxing. What normal guy can relax while there good-looking women strolling around naked?"

She shook her head. "Try and behave yourself."

Roni began rubbing the white lotion onto her arms and then her tits. It took her a few minutes to get the cream to disappear, and she made sure her nipples got well covered. I could have thought about baseball and the ugliest people in the world, but watching my wife fondle her hooters kept my cock rock hard.

"Ready to put some cream on my tushie?" she asked.

I got to my knees and shuffled over to her, my cock still sticking out like an English cucumber.

"Look at you! You could hang a towel on that thing," she said. "That looks like it belongs to a horse in heat."

"Shut up and show me your ass."

She stood up and turned away from me. I picked up the Coppertone and slapped a handful onto the right cheek of her backside. I repeated the same on the left and then started at her ankles and moved upwards until I "accidentally" let my fingers touch the lips of her pussy.

"Hey, cut that out!" she said. "You'll be hard all day."

"If you'd stop playing with your tits, maybe my cock would calm down."

"I wasn't playing with my tits. I put on lotion. I don't want to get sunburned nipples. You wouldn't want me to tell you not to suck on them, would you?"

I kept on massaging the lotion into her legs, and didn't even try to keep my fingers from making contact with her cunt. "Stop talking like that or I'll have an orgasm and squirt your legs."

"You'd better not cum on me-" She turned her head and smiled. "Until we get back to the hotel."

I slapped her ass. "Okay, we're done."

"Good. I'm going to lie in the sun for a while. When I get too hot, let's go for a swim."

"I'm more than a little hot myself, but I'll read while you lie here."

"If you take your mind off sex, maybe your pecker will go back to normal size."

Twenty minutes later, my dick had receded to only a semi-hard-on, and Roni was ready for a swim. As we headed to the water and passed a few other people strolling along, I realized that no women on earth can walk on hot beach sand without her tits bouncing.

Roni received plenty of long glances and grins from the men we passed and my cock began to throb again as I thought how much they probably wanted to do more than just look at her.

I led her more than fifty yards past the last people lying in the sand and into the sea. The water wasn't even up to our waists and Roni's nipples had changed from silver dollar-sized tan circles to dark red, hard points. She splashed around, her boobs bounced and her pubic bush glistened with sea water. My cock was again standing at attention.

I took her hand and guided her into deeper water. Finally, when we were chest deep I said, "There's only one way I'm going to get rid of this boner."

She smiled and put her arms around my neck. "How is that, baby?"

"How do you think?"

"Want me to give you a hand job?'

"No. And if fucking in the sea feels so good you can't control yourself, bite your lip or something. Do not moan loudly or cry out and draw attention to us."

"Sometimes when we fuck it feels so good I want to scream. I can't do that today?" she said teasing me.

She wrapped her right hand around my cock and gently stroked me.

"Nice wet fucking, no screaming."

"Your dick feels so good. Touch my pussy before you come into me."

I found Roni's clit and diddled her for a long moment before pushing my middle finger into her cunt and finger fucking her.

"Oh, that feels good." She tightened her thighs around my hand and wiggled her ass around. "I want to cum and I want to scream. Fucking in the water is soooo good."

"It's time to do this properly," I said. "I need my cock inside your hot and wet pussy."

"You're so big, I don't know if you'll fit inside me."

"You're exaggerating, but it's flattering. Don't worry, I'll make it fit."

She put both arms around my neck again and wrapped her legs around my hips. I slid my cock into her wet cunt and began pumping away. Nothing feels better than fucking in the water-swimming pool, calm Caribbean Sea, or surging Atlantic surf, fucking in water is one of Life's greatest pleasures. Keeping Veronica quiet was a major feat. I exploded and squeezed her tightly. She kissed me long and hard, but didn't wait more than thirty seconds before turning her back to me and placing my hand on her pussy.

"Now me," she said.

I slipped my finger into her gash and found her clit. With my left hand, I squeezed her tits and pinched her nipples, and with the right, I rubbed her clit. Roni had started out hot and close to an orgasm and it didn't take long. She pushed her cunt into my hand and banged her ass into my body repeatedly-faster and faster as I diddled her clit and worked on her nipples. She came with a giant shudder and clasped a hand over her mouth.

After a long moment of heavy breathing, she said, "Hold me."

I spun her clockwise and wrapped my arms around her, and we bobbed with the motion of the gentle waves for a few minutes in silence.

"Oh, that felt good," she said. "You too?"

"Oh, yeah. And thanks to you, my dick is back to normal."

Then, as nothing had happened, she said, "Good. Let's walk on the beach."

As we strolled along the hard packed sand, our bodies dried quickly in the hot sun, my dick swung with each step and Roni's tits jiggled and her nipples were again as hard as acorns. Occasionally, she picked up a tiny seashell and men would change their direction to walk past her and a few other nude females walking or standing on the sand. Most of their eyes looked Roni up and down, lingering on her curly muff. I got back to semi-hard-on status quickly and it was only a matter of time before my cock again stuck straight out. But I wasn't alone. None of the other men checking out the shapely nude women bothered to hide their erections.

We were almost to the spot where we should have cut inland to get back to our beach mats when a local man wearing shorts and a Hawaiian shirt and carrying a tray of shell jewelry walked up to Roni.

"Hello, Miss." He spoke with a classic Caribbean accent. "Would you like to see some of my handmade jewelry? Very good quality. Very good price."

I had half expected Roni to say no and walk away, but she smiled and began looking over the bracelets and necklaces on the tray.

I couldn't believe I was watching my wife, basically a conservative girl, now totally nude, standing on a beach talking to a stranger peddling shell jewelry. She didn't act any differently than if she had been wearing a trench coat.

Roni picked up a shiny pink bracelet and tried to open the clasp without luck. She handed it to the man. "Can you help me open this?"

"Of course, Miss." He unhooked the clasp and attached the bracelet to her wrist. "Very pretty, Miss. Like you. Only three dollars. You like it, yes?"

Roni held her wrist toward me. "What do you think?"

I looked at the bracelet while she glanced down at my hard cock and frowned. Like I had a choice.

"Very nice," I said. "Would you like to buy it?"

She nodded. "I think so." She turned to the man. "How do I pay you?" She smiled. "As you can see, I've no place to keep a wallet."

He smiled and raised his eyes from looking at her tits. "I know, Miss."

He pointed to the key fastened to her wrist by an elastic band. "Show me your locker number and I'll leave the bracelet at the desk for you. You pay the man."

He helped remove the bracelet from her one wrist and looked at the number of the key on the other. "Number 246, Miss. Thank you."

"And thank you," she added.

"Yes, Miss. Have a lovely day."

"Going back to the mats now?" I asked.

"Let's walk a little further." She said.

"Good. Every man on the beach who hasn't seen your tits and pussy can get a good look. If that idea didn't turn me on so much, I wouldn't have the biggest erection of my life. A virtual towel bar, as you suggested."

She looked and giggled. "It certainly is big."

"And so hard it hurts. I hope some of the women here appreciate getting a look at my dick."

"I'll bet some of these women would love to grab on to your cock, baby, but we can't have that, can we?"

"We can't?"

"I'm the only woman who's lucky enough to play with your boner, sweetie. Remember that."

Twenty minutes later, we reached the beach mats. Relieved that no one had stolen my wristwatch, I checked the time. Almost 1:15. "If you want to catch the two o'clock boat, we'd better get going."

"Okay," she said. "I've had enough sun."

"Going to put your suit on to walk back?"

She smiled. "That's silly. We're only going to change when we get to the lockers. And I want to wash off this salt. I mean it's not like we're the only people nude."

"Makes sense," I said. "There's a row of outdoor showers just before the pavilion."

That would give us a chance to wash off the saltwater and give the beach boys a chance to watch Roni take a shower. With any luck they might provide a dildo-shaped piece of soap and she could put on a first class show.

When we reached the row of showers, another couple was using two of the four. Roni set the beach bag down a few feet away as they finished and two girls took their places and Roni and I stepped under the remaining two shower heads. Now that three women were about to soap up their bodies, a few male spectators stepped closer and tried not to look too obvious.

Each shower had hot and cold faucets and a soap tray. Everyone regulated the flow and stepped under the water. I smiled at Roni who took her public shower as if no one was watching. She and the other girls were soapy and sexy and I hope that none of them took offence if I lingered more than a bit too long washing my cock.

Six guys were now standing in line watching, pretending that they really wanted to use the showers. One or two absentmindedly pulled on their semi-hard dicks. The boys got a wonderful show because none of the girls were shy about how they washed. Roni's bush was covered with suds, as were her tits and ass before she rinsed off.

I finished first and continued to watch the girls as I toweled off. Then Roni and the two girls finished and four guys immediately took our places. They quickly soaped up and spent more time playing with their schlongs than I had. I assume the women felt flattered. They didn't appear embarrassed.

We put our clothes back on and stopped at the desk where Roni paid for her bracelet. Then, with only ten minutes to spare, we headed for the dock and the water taxi home.

Back at New Providence, we walked along the waterfront and found a seafood restaurant where we were soon sipping gin and tonics while waiting for lunch.

"I guess you never thought we'd be going to a nude beach on our honeymoon, did you?" I asked.

"Hardly. Did you know that the second beach was clothes optional?"

"I only knew I didn't want to be near a bunch of screaming kids." That was a third lie. "Actually, the hotel concierge explained about the beaches and I couldn't pass up a chance of seeing my new wife nude in public."

"It was very nice," she said. "I was comfortable walking around naked, as long as you were with me."

"I thought so, and you provided plenty of entertainment for the other men there."

"Don't be silly. There were plenty of other naked girls there. I'm nothing special."

The waiter dropped off two bowls of conch chowder and a basket of crackers.

As soon as he walked away I said, "You're special to me. And you looked great. It felt good having a hard-on for hours."

She smiled and sipped her drink. "I noticed. And so did everyone else."

"Plenty of other guys got hard looking at you."

She shrugged. "I'm glad that turns you on. It would be silly for you to be jealous."

"Good. It turns me on a lot. You're all mine and I figure they're still fantasizing about you."

"No they're not. They look, but that's about all."

I paused to let another waiter pass by before I said, "They do more than look. They're all thinking how much fun it would be if you spread your legs and they could stick their cocks in. Those guys at the showers were almost jerking off after they watched you wash yourself. Get over this modesty. You are one hot woman. And I love that you're even a bit of an exhibitionist. You were very relaxed walking around naked."

"I am not an exhibitionist! But I admit, it was relaxing. And I loved seeing you hard for so long."

"I loved seeing how many guys were looking you over. I should have brought a box full of your nude pictures and given them out to your admirers. How much do you want to bet that some of them are jerking off already?"

She looked around to be sure no was listening. "Now you're getting me hot." She put down her spoon and placed her hand over mine.

"You think you're getting hot. My dick is so hard that if I opened my pants and let Little Max out, he'd raise the table two inches."

"Little Max isn't so little."

"Not today," I said.

"Do you think anyone watched us fucking in the water?"

"We were pretty far from anyone on the beach."

"You're right," she said.

"But I saw a guy in a boat with binoculars trained on us. He probably had an orgasm watching your tits pop out of the water every time you wiggled your ass while I was fingering you."

She squeezed my hand. "Talking dirty gets me so hot. I'm getting all wet."

"Oh, good. What do you want to do when we get back to the hotel?"

"Take a bottle of champagne up to the room and fuck you until dinnertime," she said.

"Where do we find a taxi?" I raised my hand. "Check, Please!"

Part one: THE MIRROR IMAGE

I don't know how many times I had caught my friend Lou looking down Roni's blouse or up her skirt. During our high school years we were all on the swimming team and even at the beach we wore our team tank suits that were nothing more than flimsy nylon. When Roni walked out of the water, her hard nipples poked through the thin fabric like acorns under a diaphanous sheet. Louie would stare at her tits, his cock would get hard and show through his swimsuit.

My dick got big and hard, too, when I looked at her, but she was my girlfriend and I figured I had more of a right to a boner. But the idea that she turned on another guy excited me, so I didn't say anything to Lou. Instead, I just let him look. I enjoyed watching him mentally stripping my girlfriend.

My father had remarried and owned a house with a swimming pool. He had also converted half his garage into a cabana where people could change before and after swimming. Sometimes after work or on the weekends, Roni and I would use the pool since my dad and his new wife rarely did.

One evening we got out of the water after deciding to go out for a pizza. Roni went through the side door of the garage and turned the lights on. I sat on a chair on the attached patio.

She stood in the doorway and gave me a mischievous smile. "Are you coming in to get changed?

I shook my head. "I'd better not. They're sitting at the kitchen window. If Maryann thought we were naked together, she'd have a fit. I'll wait."

"Okay," she said, "I'd like to see you naked, but I can wait. I'll leave the door open so you can talk to me."

She dropped the straps of her swim suit, showed me her tits and stuck out her tongue like a little kid. Then she walked away to finish dressing.

For the most part, she talked and I listened, but more important was from where I sat, I could see Roni's reflection in a glass-fronted cabinet near the doorway. I watched her strip off her wet swim suit, roll it up, and drop it in her beach bag. In the soft light of the cabana, I watched her towel off her nude body. My cock throbbed as she rubbed her tits and her beautiful dark triangle of thick curly pubic hair. When she finished, she wiggled into a pair of bikini undies, hooked up her bra, and then dressed in a blouse and shorts.

Roni came out and I took her place. I knew my father and his wife couldn't see me, so I stood in the doorway, dropped my trunks and showed Roni my hard cock. I also wanted to block her from seeing how the glass acted like a mirror, so the next time I watched her it would still be totally candid. I had seen her nude plenty of times, but I liked the idea of being her secret voyeur.

I stroked my hard-on and said, "You make my dick hard when I look at you in that wet bathing suit."

She whispered, "You have a beautiful cock. Or should I say handsome? If we park somewhere later, I'll play with it for you."

I stopped masturbating and smiled. "I can't wait."

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A week later, we were in the pool again and Louie showed up.

"You guys want to go out tonight?" he asked.

I looked at Roni. She nodded. "Sure," I said. "Where do you want to go?"

"It's lasagna night at The Villa."

"You got a date?"

"No, I figured I'd take you two."

"You buying," I asked.

"Course not."

"Okay. Give us a couple minutes to get changed. You want one of my old man's beers?"

"Who turns down a free beer?"

Roni and I stepped out of the pool and I thought I'd give Louie the show of a lifetime. If he wanted to get a good look at my girl, I'd fix him right up. I got two beers from the fridge in the cabana and maneuvered him to the chair with the best view of Roni stripping off her wet swimsuit. When she went in to change, I sat across from Lou to watch his expression.

As usual, she left the door open and talked while she changed. Roni was great with small talk.

I couldn't see her from my chair, but when Louie looked toward the door after Roni first spoke, his expression was priceless. I assumed that she had already peeled off the wet suit and he must have had a perfect mirror image of her nude body. He squirmed in his seat and I just knew his cock was getting hard. If I spoke, he never looked at me, but sipped his beer and couldn't take his eyes off the glass-fronted cabinet. After a few moments passed, I figured that Roni was toweling off her beautiful tits, rubbing them and letting them bounce. Then she would rub the luscious muff that covered her pussy.

Lou squeezed his legs together and I thought he might cum in his pants. But before he shot his load and embarrassed himself, Roni emerged from the cabana dressed and ready for the all-you-can-eat lasagna.

Louie's shoulders dropped a little; he finally could relax. I smiled and drank a little more beer. Then I walked into the cabana and took the place where Roni stood. I figured if Lou saw me changing, he'd think I didn't know about the mirror effect. I knew he'd never tell me what he saw, but that didn't matter. I knew-and it turned me on. Someday I'd tell Roni.

When I stepped out of my trunks, my cock was as hard as a tree trunk and stuck straight out from my loins. I struggled to tuck it into my briefs.

After the restaurant, I dropped Lou off at his car and we found a secluded spot to park. Roni opened a few buttons of her blouse so I could see her cleavage.

Before we started to make out, I offered a thought. "I think Louie would like to see you naked."

She laughed. "He'd like to see any girl naked."

"Yeah, but especially you. He's always trying to look up your skirt or he's staring at your nipples at the beach. He likes you."

"That's silly." She frowned. "And I can't do anything about my nipples getting hard from the cool water."

"It's not silly and don't worry about your nipples. They're beautiful when they're hard. Looking at you gives me a boner."

"Do you get hard when Louie looks at my nipples?"

"Oh, yeah. It turns me on when anyone looks at you. You know that."

"Maybe I should let Louie see a little more of me."

"I'm interested. How would you do that?"

"I'll think about it. Maybe we can figure something out."

"I'd like that."

"I know," she said. "I'll bet you're hard now."

"Of course I am. And I'd love for you to give me a hand job."

"Well then, open your pants and show me your cock."

I had my pants and shorts down in seconds and Roni began one of her slow sensual hand jobs. After I moaned with pleasure a few times, she pushed my foreskin back and bent over to take my cock in her mouth. She sucked on me, hummed with pleasure herself, giving my swollen dickhead an erotic tingle. Then she licked all around my sex gland until I was about to explode.

"Get a tissue, sweetie," I said. "I'm ready to cum."

"Oh, baby, I can swallow you. Would you like to see me swallow your cum?"

"Anything. Anything, but I'm going to do it now. Oh, squeeze my balls and make me cum."

Roni covered my cock with her mouth and moved her head up and down quickly, all while massaging my scrotum. Only seconds later I shot my load into her willing mouth. I heard her swallow and moan, then take a tissue and wipe a tiny dribble of spunk from her lips.

"Oh, yeah," I said, totally exhausted. "Oh, man, that felt good. And you're so beautiful when I watch you sucking me off. Damn, but I love you."

She kissed me on the cheek. "I love you too, baby, and want to make you happy." She smiled mischievously. "Playing with your cock makes me happy. It's one of my favorite things."

She held my spent dick gently and I moaned again. "When you make me cum, it feels like I just ran a hundred yards in less than ten seconds. I'm exhausted, but you can play with my cock as much as you want."

"Right now, I want you to make me cum. I'm jealous. I'm going to take off my panties and you're going to give my kitty some attention."

"I'd love to, but let's get your bra off so I can play with your nipples while I diddle your pussy."

Roni had her panties off in a flash and I unbuttoned her blouse and popped her bra hooks open. I licked her silver dollar sized nipples until they became as hard as acorns and went from tan to brick red. My hand slid between her thighs, found her furry beaver, and parted the lips. Her cunt was as wet and soft as a fresh clam. I drew tiny, gentle circles over her clit with my middle finger. She moaned and whimpered like a little girl.

"Oh, baby, put your finger into me. I'll touch my clit while you finger me. Oh, yeah, go in deep. Move your finger around. Oh, fuck me with your finger. Oh, yeah. Faster. Faster."

As I finger fucked her as quickly as I could, she massaged her clitoris even faster.

"Oh, God. Oh, yes. Oh, yes. Oh, oh, oh."

Roni shuddered with orgasm and shot a stream of love juice onto my hand.

"Oh, God," she gasped. "Oh, that felt so good. I must be such a mess, but I don't care. Oh, that felt good."

I kissed her mouth. "Shush, sweetie. I'll clean you. I'll make your pussy nice and clean."

I took a couple of the tissues that we keep around for just such an occasion and gently wiped her hot, wet slot. "There you go, love. Nice and dry again. You'll smell like sex until you get home, but you'll be comfortable."

"Comfortable? I'm so relaxed, I could fall asleep right now."

"I'll stay awake and drive you home, but I'd better cover up my cock and button my pants."

She giggled at that. "Oh, I wish we were married with our own place so you could fuck me every day. Don't you just love sex?"

"Silly question. Of course I'd love to fuck you every day. Maybe more than once a day. I guess we should get married soon. Someday we'll get caught having sex in the car."

"Would you be embarrassed?"

"No, but I'll bet the person who caught us would be jealous as soon as he saw how beautiful you are."

"I wouldn't be embarrassed either. I like making love to you. It doesn't matter where."

"It's those end results that make me happy."

"Some people like to be watched having sex," she said. "Did you ever think about that?"

"I don't know about fucking in front of a crowd, like on the pitcher's mound at Yankee Stadium, but I wouldn't mind if some Peeping Tom watched us."

"If we knew someone was watching, we could put on a real show."

"That's very kinky. And exciting. I wonder how we could engineer that?"

"Another sexy thing we have to think about."

"Just talking about it makes me hard."

"I know. Remember how you dried off my wet kitty?"

I nodded. "Uh-huh."

"She's not dry anymore."

Part 2: The Open Window

Roni's mother was working from two until ten at her department store. So, we had until 10:30 that night to fuck on a proper bed rather than crowding our hormone spiked young bodies into the back seat of a car.

We had just fucked to rock and roll music for more than an hour. Roni opened both windows in her bedroom, trying to catch a cross breeze and cool off our sweating bodies. She lay on her tummy and I was on my left side, rubbing her luscious ass. My dick was already semi-hard again, but I wondered if I could make a repeat performance.

"I feel like a nymphomaniac," she said.

"I think you just like a lot of sex."

"I hope we never get tired of doing this."

"I'm exhausted now, but could do it all over again right now," I lied.

"I mean I hope we never get bored with sex."

"I know. And I think the little kinky things we've been doing will keep sex interesting. We just have to do the things we fantasize about."

She gave me a sleepy, sexy smile. "So far it's been working. But once we get married, we've got to forget everything else at five o'clock and think sex."

Roni turned to face me. Her dark brown hair was tousled and her tits were pushed together offering a lovely cleavage. I stared at her nipples and my semi got a bit harder.

"You don't think we'll ever want to swap spouses like some people do, do you?" she asked with a frown. "I'd hate to think you'd get tired of me."

"I've never thought about doing that. I love sex with you and although I like to think about other guys seeing that naked body of yours, I don't want to watch somebody else fuck you."

She kissed me and took hold of my cock. "And I only want to get fucked by you."

Roni began to slowly stroke my dick and I just kept getting harder and harder.

"Did I tell you about the erotic dream I had where I watched you give some guy a handjob? I woke up with a foot long boner."

She giggled. "A foot long?"

"Well, that's half true, but no matter. It was hot."

She wrinkled her nose. "Well, a handjob isn't real sex. Do I know the person I masturbated?"

"I'm not sure it was anyone real, just some guy. But man, did you do some job of jerking him off."

"You're getting bigger and bigger while you're telling me this."

"I said it was an erotic dream. You were both naked. This guy looking at your body drove me crazy. Telling you about it and talking dirty to you turns me on."

She picked up the pace, sliding her hand up and down my shaft quicker.

"Tell me about this man. Was he very big? I mean his cock. Was it extra large?"

"Not a giant, but he had a pretty big cock."

"Did I look like I was enjoying myself?" She asked.

"Oh yeah. You were having a good time."

"I'll have to think about this. Do you want me to give someone a handjob?"

"If the opportunity presents itself, would you mind?"

"I might do that for you as long as you watch."

"Let's keep this in mind and wait for the right time."

She smiled. "Okay. Do you want me to jerk you off now? Or should I roll over and let you fuck me again?

"Let's talk. My cock needs a little more rest."

"Sure. I like dirty talk, too. But if we keep talking about kinky sex and I keep rubbing your cock, it will be all over for you. Do not cum on my sheets, baby."

"Okay. Stop stroking my partner and talk dirty a little longer."

She was smiling like a little girl who just got a new puppy. "Good. Let's talk about what you'd like to see me do."

"Ready for that nude beach?"

"Oh, that's easy. We can do that, but I meant how you want me to show Louie more than just hard nipples through my wet bathing suit."

"Have you thought about that?"

"Some," she said, "but I couldn't dream up anything that would look accidental and believable."

"I've been thinking, too," I said. "How about this? Louie has been going out with Gail a few times. I'll invite them to go out on my father's boat. He hasn't been using it much. I'll tell Louie to meet us here and then we'll pick up Gail on the way to the marina. But, before we leave, I'll tell him about the little tree that died over the winter and how your mother asked me to dig it out. Easy job. It would only take ten or fifteen minutes with him pulling on the tree while I cut into the roots. While we're doing that, you can undress and put on your swimsuit in front of your bedroom window. He could get a good look at your body...if that's okay with you."

"When we talk like this you remind me of a horse with an erection I saw once. This thing of yours just keeps getting bigger and bigger."

"I know. That idea turns me on. What will he do if he gets a good look at your bare tits or if you can manage it, your beautiful pussy?"

"If I let Louie see me naked-show him my tits and pussy, do you promise your cock will get this big again?"

"All we'd have to do is talk about it and I'd get a big old boner. I'll remember watching you standing there nude and how he looked at you. You bet. Guaranteed. My dick will grow as big as you want." I raised my eyebrows twice and tried to look lecherous. "Then you can do anything you want with my great big wong."

She laughed. "I should call you Wonder Wong."

"Yeah, the sexual comic book hero."

She took my hand and put it between her legs. Her dark pubic bush felt silky. I moved my fingers around and she wiggled her ass for me.

"My stallion," she said. "But that tree is about thirty feet away from my window. Are you sure he'll be able to see me?"

"I know he will."

"And how do you know that?"

"Because I watched you once."

"Oh?"

"Yeah. The second time we went out. Remember? We got in late and your mother was already asleep. We were afraid to wake her, so I left, but on my way out of the yard I stopped the car, turned around and looked at your window. The shade was up; you turned on the light and started stripping off your clothes. I watched you get naked and put on a nightie."

"You never told me." She squeezed my cock...hard.

"It was nice. I figured if you didn't know I might see you do it again some time. I'd be a Peeping Tom and that's really exciting."

"Hello. I'm nude now. You see me nude all the time. We fuck on a regular basis."

"That was different. I felt like a real voyeur. It was a real turn-on. Someone might have caught me."

She raised her eyebrows in mock surprise. "You are a voyeur."

"Yes, ma'am. Guilty."

She began stroking my dick again and gave me a smile that lit up the room. "Did you like what you saw?"

"That was the first time I saw you nude. I loved it."

"So, what did you do?"

"After you put the lights out, I drove home as quickly as I could. Then I went into the bathroom, closed my eyes and thought about seeing your beautiful tits and took matters into my own hand."

Roni kissed me passionately on the lips. "You masturbate thinking about me, not some naked movie star?"

"I do."

"That's so sweet. I'm flattered. Would you ever do that again?"

"I would. If you weren't there to do it for me."

"If I asked, would you do it and let me watch?"

"I'd like you to ask. That's kind of kinky. I'd like to jerk off for you. I'd like us to masturbate together and watch each other. I'd love that."

"Oooo. I think you found something else kinky for us to do. You like to watch me play with my nipples. I can just imagine how much you'd like to see me play with my clit."

"We could do that right now." I said. "If I don't get off very soon, I'll explode. Or you could do it for me."

She laughed and flipped onto her back. "No handjob for you, cowboy. I want that big piece of beef inside my tight little pussy. I'm spreading my legs and you're gonna saddle up."

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A week later, we were alone again in Roni's bedroom, but I had my clothes on and she was still in a nightgown and robe.

"Louie said he'll be here at nine o'clock," I said. "Do you have something in mind to do when we go outside to deal with the tree?"

She tilted her head and shrugged. "I think so."

"You still okay with this?"

"I'm a little nervous, but I know how much this turns you on. Honestly, the idea gets me hot, too. I'll do something that looks real."

I kissed her. "That's my girl. I so glad you're an exhibitionist at heart. Your mother going in early today?"

"She starts at nine, so she'll leave about twenty minutes before. We'll be alone-well, except for Louie."

"Good. Only ten minutes to go."

Roni took off her robe as Lou pulled up at 9:05.

I hugged her. "Okay, sweetie, give us five minutes and then start your show."

She took a deep breath. "Okay. Wish me luck, I've got butterflies."

I smiled. "Good luck. It's gray and cloudy today, remember to turn on the lights. He should see you real well."

She nodded. "I'll remember."

I kissed her for good luck.

She shook her head. "Oh, the things I do for you."

"I know. You're the best."


I met Louie in the driveway. He was wearing a pair of cut off jeans and a T-shirt.

"Roni's running a little late. She's getting into her suit, but I need a hand for five minutes. Her mother asked me to dig out the tree she planted and died. Easy job if you twist while I dig. I don't want to disappoint the old girl."

"You got a shovel?"

"Around by the tree."

When we got to the spot, I spoke a little louder than necessary so Roni could hear that we were in place. I watched the lights go on in her bedroom. The shade was already up and the sheer curtains were drawn to the sides.

I picked up the shovel and stepped it into the dirt. After three cuts, I looked at Louie who was paying no attention to what I was doing.

"A little help here, Louis? Twist the tree for me."

"Huh?"

He was totally focused on the house.

I looked at him from the corner of my eye. "Will you-?"

"Holy shit!" he said, a little too loud.

I turned toward the house. "What are you looking at?" Then I whispered, "Oh, wow."

Roni was standing in front of the window turned to the side and now totally nude. Her tits looked delicious in profile.

"Damn," Lou said. "She's fuckin' naked. Holy fuck!"

"Jeez." I played along, acting surprised.

As we watched, Roni picked up a squeeze bottle of suntan lotion and began rubbing it over her arms. That done, and with another palm full of lotion, she began slowly and seductively rubbing it onto her tits, spending plenty of time at her nipples.

"You see that?" Lou asked. "She's putting Coppertone on her tits. Holy shit! You think she plans to go topless?"

"I don't know, but this is better than looking at Playboy."

"You ain't shittin'. This is live. Holy fuck!"

Roni's bedroom window is next to the door to her closet. When she put down the Coppertone, she bent over. I wasn't sure what she was doing, but in only a moment, she stepped onto a stool and looked for something on the top shelf in the closet. That put her almost a foot and a half higher than before.

"I can't fucking believe this!" Louie said. "She stepped up on something and now we can see her fuckin' bush. Will you look at that fuckin' muff? What a pelt. I love it. What a beaver shot!"

"Quiet, she'll hear you."

"Goddamn, she's a piece o' ass."

"Yeah, she is," I said.

"I love her bush. I mean I fucking love it."

"You already said that."

After getting her swimsuit off the shelf and giving us a great look at her furry snatch, Roni stepped off the stool and began wiggling into the tight navy blue one-piece. Now facing us, she gave Louie a beautiful frontal look. Her hips swayed right and then left. Her tits jiggled with the motion of her ass. Finally, she hiked up both straps, covered her boobs, and stepped away from the window.

"I can't fucking believe this!" Lou said. "She was totally nude, again."

"Will you shut up. I don't want her or the whole fucking neighborhood to hear you."

"Okay, okay."

I got close to him and whispered, "What do you mean again? You've seen her nude before?"

He shrugged and looked like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar. "Uh, yeah, just once, by accident. It was the time I met you guys at your old man's house. You'd been in the pool. Roni got dressed in the garage. She left the door open and I saw her reflection in a glass cabinet door. It wasn't my fault."

I nodded trying not to seem too pleased to hear his story. "Okay, sounds like an accident. Not your fault."

"Just an accident, I swear. You're not pissed, are you?"

"No, I'm okay." I surly wasn't pissed, but I could feel a wonderful tingling sensation in my cock.

"Sure?"

"Yeah, no sweat."

"But I gotta tell you, I'm about ready to cum in my pants right now. Goddamn, that was something. She is something."

I gave him a half smile and offhandedly said, "Yeah, she looks good with her clothes off."

"You've seen her before, haven't you? Are you doing that?"

I tried to look shocked. "That's a very personal question."

He poked me on the arm. "Come on, are you two fucking? If I was doing somebody, I'd tell you."

"Yeah, but that's you."

"Shit. Come on, if you're fucking her, I'll give you a six-pack if you tell me about it."

"A six-pack is only costs a buck and a quarter."

"Okay, okay, I'll give you a case. I want to hear all the details."

"How do you know I won't lie?"

"You'd lie and say you weren't fucking her."

"Okay, for a case. What do you want to know?"

"You heard me, are you fucking her?"

"We have a couple times."

"Holy shit. Is it good?"

"Oh, yeah. Very nice."

"How many times?"

"A few."

"More than three?"

"Yeah, more than that."

"You lucky fuck. Roni is a piece o' ass."

"You said that before."

"Anything else?"

"Like what?"

"Does she give head?"

"She has no objections to oral sex. In fact, she seems to like it...a lot."

"She gives you blowjobs. I can't fucking believe it! But I can picture her going down on you, you lucky bastard."

"Why am I a bastard?"

"Because you're getting fucked and sucked and I'm not. What else do you do?"

"She likes me to go down on her."

"Oh, man, you're eating her pussy. You're getting your face down into the beautiful curly muff. Holy fuck."

"Don't get unglued on me, Louis."

"You got any nude pictures of her?"

"Not yet. I don't have a Polaroid and I'd probably get locked up for pornography if I took a film to the drug store to get developed."

"If you take any, will you show me?"

"For another case of beer?"

"You show me nude pictures of Roni and I'll give you a fuckin' case of quarts."

"If I find a place to get pictures developed, I'll let you know."

"There's got to be some place in the city that'll print uncensored pictures. Maybe on 42nd Street."

"Find one and let me know."

"I'll find one and you better show me."

"Maybe."

He nodded thoughtfully. "You prick. You're fucking Roni."

"Hey!"

"You did get pissed because I saw her nude...twice."

"No. It just happened. Accidents. Why should I get mad? I don't blame you. It's something I'd like to see."

"Yeah, I guess. But you two are a couple. Other guys shouldn't be seeing her nude."

I shrugged. "Yeah, but seeing her nude isn't like somebody other than me fucking her."

"Shit, I can't believe you don't care."

"I'm okay with it. If I were you, I'd look at her. I'll bet she made your dick hard."

"Hard. I've never been so hard. She's fucking hot. Honest, I almost came in my pants."

"Listen we'd better get this tree out and meet Roni in the house."

In a few more minutes the tree was out, lying on the lawn.

"Ready?" I asked.

Louie nodded.

"Your cock back to normal size?'

He smiled.

I asked, "Do you think that every time you see Roni you'll think about today?

"When we're on the boat, I'll dream about what it would be like to watch her swimming nude."

"That would be nice. We haven't done that yet. I'll dream about that myself. By the way, are you fucking Gail?"

"You kidding? We make out, but I squeezed her tit once and she slapped my hand."

"She likes you. Be nice to her. You two will be having sex in no time and then you can tell me about it."

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Later that day, after dropping off Louie and Gail, Roni and I were sitting in my old Chevy talking.

"This is the first chance I had to ask," she said. "What did you think? Did I do okay? Do you think Louie saw much?"

"Oh, he saw plenty. So did I. That was quite a show. You should be an actress. You put a lot of thought into the script. Real Hollywood stuff."

"So, it was good for you?"

"Great for me. Were you nervous?"

"At first, but then I just went with my idea. I felt kind of hot once I got into it. Did everything look real?"

"You bet. Louie said he almost came in his pants."

"Oh, my. You talked about me?"

"I sort of caught him looking and he tried to explain himself."

"What did he say?"

"He kept claiming it was an accident, but I couldn't shut him up. He kept telling me how hot you are."

"He said that?"

"He said you have beautiful tits and went nuts when you rubbed lotion on your nipples."

"Well, if you like to watch me touch my boobs, I figured he would."

"He did and he almost lost it when you stepped on that stool and showed us your bush."

She punched my arm. "Don't call it my bush. I don't like that word. My body is not common landscaping."

"Sorry. What should I say?"

"Well, I don't like bush or beaver. I'm also not a furry little animal. And never call it my cunt. That's a crude word. Although I say it when I want to sound naughty. I know you like that. But I don't like twat or gash, either."

"What's left?"

"I guess I like kitty best. How about you?"

"Kitty is nice," I said.

"Nobody says vagina except in biology or health class. Most girls refer to it as a pussy. Pussy is okay, too."

"I like kitty and pussy. How about love flower? I've heard that one."

She thought for a moment. "I guess, but kitty and pussy are better."

"I love your pussy."

"I know. What do you want me to call you?"

"Anything you want."

"Penis is a horrible word. I don't really like dick, but I say it. You do, too. Johnson is stupid. Who was Johnson anyway? Some guy hung like a race horse?"

I laughed. "I've never met Johnson."

"I like cock best. Girls should call a man's thing his cock. I like asking you to show me your cock or if I should suck your cock. Do you like that?"

"I like you to say it and to suck it."

She hit me again. "Your cock is very nice. I like to look at it. I love to touch it and suck it."

Roni talking about my dick had given me a raging hard-on. "Can we go park somewhere so I can show you my cock?"

"Yes, we can. Why is it that we most often do oral sex in the car?"

"Just lucky I guess. Anyway, I'd love to see you put my cock in your mouth."

"I know you would. But Since I stripped down so your buddy could see me nude and you'd get turned on, I want payback. You do me first. Let's go in the back seat. I want you to lick my clit until I explode. After that, I'll suck your cock. And I'll bet if I talk dirty to you, your dick will get bigger than Johnson's race horse."

 INTRODUCTION TO CANDAULISM 101

Candaulism is defined as: A sexual practice or fantasy in which a man exposes his female partner, or images of her, to other people for their voyeuristic pleasure, such as masturbation.

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I was nineteen years old, had a driver's license, a decent car, and my hormones were running in overdrive. My girlfriend would have been voted most likely to appear in Playboy if her senior class had such a category. She loved me and I said one day I'd marry her.

On a beautiful Saturday morning, I drove my old Chevy to the pre-war bungalow where Roni and her mother lived. Paying for car insurance, college tuition and only getting a paycheck every other Thursday, I had just enough money for gasoline and our lunch that afternoon, so I couldn't afford condoms and would have to suffer through one of Roni's combination hand-job / blow-jobs and she'd have to settle for me sucking her nipples, licking her clit, and pushing my tongue into her cunt until she shuddered with one of her explosive orgasms.

I pulled up to the house, put the shifter into neutral, and set the hand brake. Just as Roni's mother stepped out of the side door, a panel truck from the gas company pulled to the curb behind me.

I walked up to my future mother-in-law, but the guy from the gas company had yet to leave his vehicle.

"I'm going to work," she said. "Take the repairman in and have Veronica show him what's wrong with the stove. The oven won't come on."

"Okey dokey," I said.

She jumped into her Ford and the repairman started walking toward me with a tool bag in hand.

I held the door and ushered him into the kitchen.

"All I know is the oven won't work," I said. "I'll get you one of the ladies of the house to explain more and answer questions."

"Okay, I'll start taking a look."

He looked like he was in his mid-forties; a clean-cut guy, probably married with 2.4 children-mister average American. The embroidered name tag on his uniform shirt said Ralph.

I took a step closer to my girlfriend's room and yelled, "Hey, Roni, there's a man here to fix your oven. Come and tell him what's wrong."

A moment later I heard, "I'll be right there."

He had already taken the door off the oven and was looking around with a flashlight.

"There's no pilot light," he said, like I knew what that meant. "Might be a clogged gas line."

"Uh-huh," I said.

Then I received a 110 volt shock. My lovely sweetheart walked through the doorway from the dining room wearing nothing more than a peach-colored, almost see-through, baby doll pajama set.

"Hi, baby," she said to me.

My eyes popped open, but her voice drew the repair man's attention. He pulled his head out of the oven and turned in her direction, only to come eye level with Roni's skimpy nylon panties, thin enough to allow the dark triangle of her thick, curly pubic bush to show through.

He swallowed hard and asked, "Uh, you have oven problems?"

My first inclination was to push her out of the room and ask if she were out of her mind, but she answered first.

"It won't come on. The burners work, but the oven won't."

It was a cool morning and the room temperature was low enough to cause Roni's nipples to harden and show through her nightie top. I couldn't take my eyes off them and had no doubt the repairman had given them a good look, too.

"You probably got a clogged line," he said. "I've got it half apart now. I'll clean it and you should be good to go."

"Good." She smiled at him, and then at me.

My thoughts of hurrying her out of the room left me as I realized how excited I had gotten by this man looking at Roni in that flimsy lingerie. My cock was as hard as a Louisville Slugger and I began to understand how much I enjoyed the idea of other men looking at my girl's sexy body. I thought of him seeing her totally nude and my cock throbbed.

It only took him a minute to disassemble the gas line.

"See this," he said, and held out a small brass tube for Roni to look at. "Clogged up."

She bent down and the wide scoop neck of the nightie top fell away from her body. Ralph, the repairman and I took a good look at her bare tits and hard, dark nipples.

My dick was so hard, I'm surprised it didn't rip through my jeans.

The repair man raised his eyes from her knockers and looked her in the eyes. "Uh, I'll just clean it out."

"Great," she said, apparently unaffected by being in front a stranger in such a skimpy outfit.

I was afraid I might shoot off in my shorts.

When he had the oven working again, Ralph said, "You're all set. Thanks, uh, for the call. They'll add the service charge to next month's bill."

"Thanks very much for coming," she said.

Did he cum in his pants? I almost did.

After Ralph left, Roni put her arms around my neck. "Hey, baby, we're alone now. You happy to see me? She rubbed my leg and let her hand wander over to my cock. "I guess you are. Mmm, you feel big and hard."

"It's your outfit. Very sexy."

"You like it?"

I nodded. "You bet. I think Ralph liked it, too."

"Ralph?"

I smiled. "The repairman's name. He's probably as hard as me by now."

Probably looking for the nearest men's room to hide in and beat his meat.

She wrinkled her nose. "Don't be silly. He's more than twice my age."

I brushed my hands over her tits. "You think a middle-aged guy wouldn't like to see your hard nipples?"

"I wear less than this on the beach."

"You don't get the point. Hiding a little is very exciting. For instance, I can just about see your beautiful brown bush through those panties. So could he. Makes a guy say to himself, ‘If only that wasn't there.'"

She made a face.

"And when you bent over and your top fell forward, he could see everything."

She was beginning to blush.

"He was busy with the oven," she said. "He didn't look."

I shook my head unable to comprehend her ingenuous ideas. "Of course he looked. I looked. When you bent over I almost came in my pants. Ralphie almost gasped." I raised my eyebrows twice. "We could see your bare tits."

She shook her head. "Well, he'll probably never see me again."

"Maybe not, but he'll remember you."

She frowned. "Are you mad at me?"

I placed her hand back on my cock. "Would my dick be this hard if I were mad?"

She kissed me. "Good. Are you ready to get naked with me?"

"I was ready when I walked in."

"I'll go and fill the tub."

"You're taking a bath?"

She showed me a sexy smile. "We are taking a bath. Since we can't have sex like a real couple today, I want to see how big and hard you get if I wash you very thoroughly. When you're squeaky clean, I'll put you in my mouth. Would you like that?"

"Only you would ask such a question."

"And when I'm nice and clean will you lick my kitty?"

"I will suck on your nipples and lick your pussy until you explode with ecstasy."

"Oooo, sounds good. Take off your clothes and meet me in the bathroom."

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I found her standing next to the old claw-footed tub. Her nighties were neatly folded and lying on the hamper.

"You like me better with or without the baby dolls?"

"Both. But now I want to watch you take a bath."

"Hold my hand while I step into the tub."

Once she was in the water I said, "Kneel down. Here's the soap."

I knelt on the bathmat next to the tub and rested my arms on the rim. "Okay, make yourself nice and soapy and show me what you do."

"You like to watch?"

"My favorite spectator sport."

Roni worked up a lather and ran her hands over her tits, letting her fingers caress her hard nipples.

"I'll bet Ralph would like to watch you take a bath."

She stuck out her tongue at me. "Oh, yeah?"

"He'd appreciate how you pay so much attention to your nipples. Does it feel good when you touch them?"

She kept stroking the brick red points. "Mmmm."

"He'd like you to rub your flat tummy."

Her hands moved downward spreading the soap."

"Then he'd love to watch you wash your pussy."

With her right hand, she slipped the soap between her thighs and rubbed herself until her muff was covered with suds. She dropped the soap and let her fingers take over.

"Take lots of time," I said. "Make sure you get nice and clean."

Roni closed her eyes and continued to stroke her clitoris and move her fingers up and down her vulva.

"Put your finger in now," I said. "Think about my tongue being there later."

"Oh, yeah," she said, sounding like ecstasy wasn't far away.

"You like touching yourself?"

"Yes," she whispered.

"Good, but it's time for me to take over."

She nodded and removed her hand.

I began by rubbing her tits and playing with her nipples.

"Oh, God," she said, her eyes again closed.

While I squeezed her tits and pinched her nipples, her fingers found her clit again. After a long moment, I moved them away and took over massaging her button. She squeezed her thighs on my hand and I slid my middle finger into her cunt, finger fucking her while she pumped her hips.

"Oh, touch my clit again. Please, rub it faster."

I did as she asked.

"Oh, God, oh, God." She squeezed her thigh muscles tighter. "Oh, more, more. Don't stop."

Her entire body released. "Oh, yes. Oh, my God." And then she reached out for me. "Hold me."

I bent over the tub and embraced her. "Feel good?"

"Oh, yeah," she sighed. "Couldn't be better."

She rearranged her legs, sat, and slid beneath the water, rinsing off the soap suds. I touched her face.

She took my hand and sucked on a finger.

"Want company in the tub?" I asked.

"Of course. Stand up and I'll wash you."

I stepped in as she found the bar of soap.

"Cleanliness is good," I said.

Kneeling in front of me, she looked at my cock. "You're already hard."

"How could I watch you and not get hard?"

She soaped up my cock. "I love to look at your prick, you know."

"Mmmm." Her hand felt good.

"It's beautiful. But when I see it, I want to touch it. And when I touch it, I want to kiss it. And as soon as I kiss it once, I want to put you in my mouth and suck on it. Do you think I'm bad to think that?"

"I think it's wonderful to hear you say that. It sounds great. My cock is all for you. Use it anyway you want."

She took a big sponge and rinsed off all the soap from my dick and began stroking me.

"You were already big and hard, but the more I handle you, the thicker you get. I've never seen you get this big."

She put her mouth over my cock and moved her head back and forth, sucking on the head and taking the entire length into her mouth.

"I can't believe you, "she said. "It's like sucking on a big cucumber. Maybe it's good you don't have any condoms. You may be too big to fit into my tight little pussy."

I smiled. She had exaggerated, but I loved to hear her talk like that. "I think we could find a way."

She dropped her gaze and then looked up through dark eyelashes with her big brown eyes. "I'm only a young girl-almost a virgin. And you were the first."

"I remember."

"My pussy is so tight and your cock is so thick today. Do you really think it would fit?"

Only Roni could have pulled off a performance like that. Only she could look innocent and demure when only moments ago she had been sucking my cock.

I nodded. "I'd fit."

"Mmm. Maybe you could fuck me just a little. I want to feel that big thing inside me."

"I'd love to. And I'll be careful not to go off accidentally."

"Mmm. Good."

She ran her tongue along the length of my cock and covered the head with her lips and sucked. Not another word was spoken as she moved her head back and forth. I enjoyed the sight of her beautiful face and my cock disappearing between her lips while she gently squeezed my balls.

The feeling intensified so much I held onto the window sill and stretched. "Oh, yeah. Oh, that's good. Any minute now."

She pulled me from her mouth and began jerking my dick. Okay, baby," she whispered. "Just let it go. Let it go."

"Oh, damn!" I shot at least a half cupful of spunk and watched it land on her tits.

"Oh, that's my boy." She spoke softly and wiped my cock with the sponge. "Feel good?"

"Did it ever."

"But look, you got cum all over my boobs." She took her hands and spread it over her tits. "I can't wipe it off. You'll have to wash me again."

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We lay back facing each other, relaxing in the tub. I had closed my eyes, but opened them when I felt Roni's foot between my legs, rubbing my cock with her toes. I looked at her and smiled.

"Are you going to get hard again?"

"I will if you keep tickling my dick with your toes."

She smiled. "Do you want men to look at me?"

The question surprised me and I didn't quite know how to respond. So, I did a little tap dance.

"You're beautiful. You may not think so, but men do. And they stare at you. They wonder what you'd look like without your clothes on. You get them hot."

"I can't believe that. Men like blonde "Barbie Dolls" with huge boobs. I'm just another girl."

"I'm never sure if you're naive or fishing for compliments, but that's crazy. You're pretty and very sexy. And if a man wouldn't give a paycheck to be sitting in this tub with you, he doesn't like girls."

"Thank you. That was sweet. And you don't mind if they look at me?"

"Why would I mind? I guess it's like having the coolest bicycle on the block. I guy can't keep it in the garage."

She gave me a mischievous smile that lit up the room. "Did you get hard when people looked at your bike?"

"No. Where you're concerned, I've got what's called a sexual fetish."

"And you think the repairman really liked what he saw?"

"Count on it. And I loved watching another guy look at your tits."

"That's flattering, I guess."

"It was meant to be. You're hot stuff. Believe it."

"Is that man seeing me almost nude the reason you got so big."

"Must be. Today was a first. I felt something special inside."

"Hmmm."

She closed her eyes and relaxed again.

I said, "We're going to look like prunes if we stay in the water any longer."

"Let's dry off and lay on the bed."

"Still want to fuck just a little?" I asked.

"That was my idea."

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We spent a half hour rolling around on the bed. She held her tits for me to suck. She stroked and sucked my cock. She talked about other men seeing her nude. She asked if I had ever wanted to let someone watch us fuck. All her sexy talk made my cock thicken again. The head of my dick was swollen and dark red.

"I need you in my pussy, now." She sounded like she was ready to burst into orgasm and touched her slot, spreading the lips with two fingers. "Oh, God, I'm wet. Fuck me please."

I didn't want to get her pregnant any more than I wanted the Bubonic Plague, but a guy just can't refuse a request like that.

As soon as I pushed my cock into her creamy hole she said, "Oh, yeah, that's good. Fuck me hard. Please fuck me hard."

Never wanting to disappoint someone so lovely, I obliged-until I felt ready to cum again. I pulled out, held my cock, and stroked it several times. I shot a load that landed on Roni's thigh.

She sighed. "That was lovely." Then she pointed to the puddle of semen on her leg. "But you always make a mess." Her smile could have melted a glacier.

She took a tissue from a pup-up box on the nightstand and handed it to me. I took the hint.

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I lay on my back and Roni rested her head on my shoulder. Her leg lay on my thigh while she traced little swirls on my dick.

"Maybe someday another man might see me without my clothes on."

I grinned. "Lucky him."

"And you'd like that?"

"If it makes me feel as hot as it did today, yeah."

"If you get big and hard like you did today, it would be in my best interest."

"You like sex, so it would."

"Would you like men to see me stark naked?"

My cock was growing and she didn't stop running her finger over the head.

I chuckled. "Stark naked?"

"Okay, nude."

"Like on a nude beach?"

"If you take me to France, I'll go to a nude beach with you."

That was a world-class offer.

"I think they have plenty of nude beaches in France, but if I couldn't afford a box of condoms today, I guess plane tickets to Europe are out of the question right now."

"Well, maybe someday, when we're married and both working at good jobs."

"I'd love to see you at a nude beach. And all the men there would have to hide their boners."

"If you wanted, I'd walk around so the men could get a good look."

"I'd watch you."

"Should I stop and talk with them?"

"Sure. Let them see every inch of you and see what they do."

She tickled my ribs. "A Frenchman might ask me for sex."

"I'll hope he's not as good-looking as me."

"You don't have to worry."

I smiled. "This idea of yours is getting me hot."

"I've noticed." She squeezed my hard cock. "There are a few nude beaches around here. We should find out about them and go there first."

She snuggled a little and kissed my chest. "Okay, let's do that someday soon. It's almost beach weather."

"Europe will have to wait, but we can try Fire Island or Riis Park."

"Good, I'd love to go with you." She stroked my dick.

"Great," I said. "And when I get paid next, I'll buy a dozen rubbers."

"And I'll let you fuck my pants off . . . again."

And here's a little more about Roni:

Veronica and I have been married a long time. She loves all kinds of sex. I try my best to do things to keep her happy and she reciprocates by indulging in my fantasies. We have a lot of fun with sex.

We have no children, so have always had a very private home where we can walk around nude when the mood strikes us or it just makes more sense not to wear clothes. We shower together often and watching her do her hair or iron in the buff allows me to often walk around with a hard-on.

She's very conservative in her manner and appearance. If you met her on the street you might think she was an old-fashioned girl-next-door type. But she's never been shy about taking off her clothes. She knows I share her intimate pictures with other men, but doesn't often participate in the discussions I have with you interested guys. She did once when I was corresponding with a couple and the woman did most of the writing. The two girls really got into it. Occasionally, she personally responds to a man who makes an exceptionally nice comment about her appearance. She's a sucker for a guy with a poetic line.

Allowing me this addiction to Candaulism provides her with the direct benefit of me being very sexually attentive after hearing the nice things the men (and a few women) who see her nude photos say, and the lively discussions those people and I have about Roni's sex life that put me in a mood to work hard to satisfy her-as often as she can cum.

We don't have a great collection of photos like the thousands I hear about from some men, but we do have a batch of good ones even though she's finicky about having her picture taken. She has to be in the mood, whether it's being photographed nude or wearing a Santa Claus suit. Women!

While Roni isn't shy about being seen nude by other men. She is concerned that I only send out pictures where she thinks she looks good. She's a little vain like that. Roni has posed totally nude, but she and I tend to like the soft-core pictures where she gives rationed peeks at her usually hidden parts while wearing pretty outfits or lingerie or just her undies.

Most of the time she says, "There are so many young girls out there with big boobs, who would want to see me nude?" I think that thought is naïve or ingenuous. And sometimes it doesn't ring true when her expression in the photo says, ‘You guys are so easy. All I have to do is take off my clothes and smile. Then you tell me what you like best. I'm really enjoying this.' Sometimes I take her sexy pictures to a private place and "enjoy" them when she's not around and I feel like I need a good orgasm. Other men have told me they do the same.

She rarely swears, but when she's in the mood for sex or wants to get me hot in the pants, anything goes. We like to talk dirty and tell each other what we want and like. She'd rather say, ‘Lick my clit,' than hope I go there and wait to see if it happens.

I'd love to talk to you more about my wife if you have the time and interest. Please ask questions. It makes it easy for me to cover the topics.

And what about you? Would you like to tell me anything about yourself?

If I told one of my friends that one of the most enjoyable things in my life was having another man see my good-looking wife nude, most of them would say I was abnormal.

Engineering a scenario where another guy sees her nude in person isn't impossible, but it's not easy to execute the plan with it looking innocent and accidental and not make her appear like a slut. She's a proper lady-she just doesn't mind taking her clothes off. And she's willing to indulge my fetish.

The easier way for me to get turned on by showing her off is to share the nude photos she poses for to whoever is interested in looking. I've done that in person a few times, and years ago by mail, but most often I now do it by computer.

To those who may consider my behavior abnormal, I say think about an actress doing nude scenes in a movie or posing for Playboy to get invaluable publicity. Girls who do that are loved by their fans and people pay good money to purchase the photos. The husbands of the actresses either like the idea or don't. If they're like me and love to think about oodles of men looking at their wife's nude body, good for them-inexpensive entertainment. I feel sorry for those who cringe at the possibility that some other guy gets an erection looking at their wife.