Six of the Best Erotic Stories Volume Two

By Phebe Bodelle

Six more explicit books from Phebe Bodelle’s erotic pen. Number One Nate does not realise what he is unleashing when he asks his wife to take off her bikini top on a British beach. In book number 2 an older woman finds her sexy mojo with a young handyman. Number three a chap can’t get enough of women with big tits. In book number four a young woman starts a sexy tryst with an older man on line. Number five what can a wife do to save her flagging sex life, let it all hang out, that’s what. . Number Six a girl’s sexual awakening after seeing some very raunchy pictures of her mum and dad.
Six complete very explicit erotic books for the price of three. Over three hunderd pages, 150,000 + words of the finest explicit erotica money can buy.
Warning the stories contained in this book are sexually explicit and contain bad language and profanity to match. Do not purchase these books if you are below the legal age where ever you live, or if the content will shock you. Everybody else, just enjoy!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Phebe Bodelle
• Release date: Jan 10, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301193806

Phebe Bodelle

Hello there, it's Phebe writing. The character in "My very rude Awakening" is based largely on fact with a bit of embellishement where it made the story better. I am 29 years of age and have become an exhibitionst over the last few years and love displaying my body either naked or in see-thru clothes. I know men enjoy looking at me.I hope you enjoy reading my sexciting adventures.

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Chapter 1

Let’s see now, this all started about two years ago on the West Beach at Littlehampton, that’s the sandy one with dunes. Well in fact it had started the night before in the pub. We had a row and I can’t even remember what it was about, probably me going on about some transgression of my husband Nate. The row continued into the night, even after we had gone to bed. When I did my usual thing, berating him with loads of justifications for my actions, he did his normal thing, just lying there with his back turned to me, mumbling yes and no in the right places.

The next morning, Sunday, things were very frosty. We barely spoke as we went through the motions of making breakfast and what have you.

Just after eleven I said to him, I thought you said we were going to the beach today.

Didn’t think you’d want to.

Well I do if that’s okay with you.

Somehow or other I’d turned things around so that it was his fault entirely.

Alright if that’s what you want to do, let’s do it.

A half hour later we were in the car headed to the popular seaside resort, and an hour after that we laid our towels down on the soft sand. The sun was out and hot for a change and the beach was busy. I’d put on my bikini under a sun dress, so was quickly laid out enjoying the sun’s rays on my body. Nate took a while longer as he struggled to hold up a towel around himself while he put on his swimming shorts. I could have helped, I know, but fuck him I was still angry.

He lay down beside me and the silence between us carried on, what a stupid way to behave on for a lovely hot summer’s day.

Sorry about last night Nate, can you forgive me? I said

The relief on his face showed immediately.

Of course.

Sucker!

He nodded and rolled onto his side resting his head on one elbow looking at me, no, staring at me. I stood this for about twenty seconds, What?

Are you really sorry?

Of course, and gave his leg an affectionate squeeze.

Will you do something for me then?

Like what?

Take your top off?

I was shocked; he wanted me to show my tits off in public. We have a pretty conventional marriage and had always been a private couple. Our sex life was reasonable, we made love two or three times a week which, talking to my girlfriends, was a little more than the average so it seemed, and Nate was very good in the pleasing my cunny department. I had never gone topless on holiday abroad, Spain, Turkey or Greece even though it was fairly common in those foreign climes. Okay I usually wear string bikinis which are fairly revealing and I feel good wearing them and showing off most of me, but actually taking my top off, revealing my nipples to the world, was another thing altogether. These thoughts flashed through my mind in about five seconds.

Why would you want me to do that?

Because I think you’re a very sexy lady and I’d love to see your tits.

I’m gonna have to think about this.

I rolled over onto my tummy and lay with my head on my arms thinking about this development. Nate was quite a mild mannered man, which is just as well because I can be very fiery. In our marriage if I’m happy we’re both happy, if I’m in a mood then watch out. My man was also not very demanding, so this request was a bolt out of the blue.

After about five minutes I said, Undo my bikini top.

There was one cord around my neck and another across my back. His eager fingers quickly undid the two fastenings. I lay like that for a while longer contemplating the enormity of baring my breasts. To me it would mark a significant change in our marriage. Then I thought I was being stupid, bloody hell it was only a pair of tits for Christ’s sake, and I’d be willing to bet if I cared to look around that there would be other women doing likewise, even on this British beach. The few square inches of material which covered my nipples were a barrier for my modesty as well. Talk about mixed emotions.

I finally made up my mind and turned over allowing my bikini top to fall away, my tits were finally on show for anybody who cared to look. There was no bolt of lightning, no seismic shift, the only reaction was from Nate who quickly turned over onto his stomach. You can guess why.

You look fantastic Maddie.

Well don’t make a fuss, just let me get used to the idea.

I lay there, eyes tightly shut not daring to see if anybody was looking, and quickly realised that the lack of encumbrance from the tiny bikini top actually felt quite good. I’m a take my bra off type of woman as soon as I step through my front door from work or shopping. It must have been a man who invented the horrible garment, I hated them but convention ordered that I wear one most of the day. Besides which my thirty six C cups needed a little bit of support. I’d not had kids and my tits were in truth rather lovely, I know a lot of ladies would be pleased to have the pair that I had and I know that men did give them the eye even with a bra on.

Don’t you think you should put some sun screen on? My husband said after a few minutes.

Do you want to put it on for me? I teased.

He groaned, I’d love to but I think I’d probably come in my trunks.

He was still laid on his tummy.

Are you that turned on?

My prick is still rock solid.

I laughed, but was secretly pleased, if showing my tits was all it took to turn him on so much, well!

Give me the bottle, I’d better do it myself then.

He passed it to me and I quickly gave both my tits a good dollop of the factor fifteen. I made a bit of a song and dance about it, taking my time ensuring my nipples were very well coated. He watched intently and even gave out a slight moan as I squeezed my nipples between my fingers plumping them up a little. Finished I passed him back the bottle, Did you enjoy that? I asked.

Awesome.

I closed my eyes and smiled, I can be a right badun at times.

It must have been about fifteen minutes later when Nate felt safe to turn over.

Gone soft has it? I said laughing.

Fuck’s sake don’t say anything else it’ll go hard again.

Whatever.

Do you want a sandwich and a drink Maddie?

Hmm, that would mean sitting up. I’d felt safe and relaxed on my back, not too many people would have been able to see my tits, but sitting up to feed my face would mean loads more people being able to see me. I reluctantly pushed myself up and brought my shoulders forward, kind of hunching over to minimise my exposure, silly I know but that’s me, or it was back then.

I munched away on a cheese and pickle sandwich that we’d bought on the way to the resort and then Nate passed me a can of Coke. Now when you swig from a can you automatically put your shoulders back pushing out your chest so my tits were on proper display for the few seconds I drank. It was at that point a young couple passed us by, hand in hand. He turned and looked at me and smiled, I returned the compliment and I must admit I felt quite good. The lad must have been ten years younger than me, I’m twenty eight and yet he had still eyed me up even though his girlfriend was a nubile pretty young thing. I put the can down and leaned back on my hands with my arms straight, again a position that pushes your chest out or tits in my case. I’m lucky having quite firm tits, not too large so gravity hadn’t taken over just yet, they were a nice pair even if I did say so myself, and Nate loved them I know. I felt quite brazen sitting there like that and began to relax, getting used to the idea of being topless.

My arms started to ache so I lay back down on my towel thinking about myself. I’ve always been what you would call a good girl, never getting into trouble, never taking drugs or drinking to excess. I’d worked hard at school and university always getting good grades and now had a super career with plenty of potential for future promotion. I’d never done anything naughty in my life and yet here I was topless for anybody to see and I felt liberated, yes that’s the word, liberated. I smiled to myself wondering what my sister would think if she strolled onto the beach now. She was the one who lived her life carefree, not giving a fuck what people thought of her. I’d seen pictures of her dancing topless and naked at concerts and at the time had been shocked but I now wondered who was right and who was wrong. Her career had been just as successful as mine, more so in certain respects. She certainly earned a lot more money than I did, that was for sure.

I had always behaved as a respectable young lady and had carried that through into womanhood and marriage. I wore low cut tops occasionally but nothing too daring, in fact the most revealing clothes I ever wore were my bikinis. Why I always chose such adventurous ones I didn’t know, it was a bit of an aberration for me. Nate always liked me wearing them, that was for sure, and here I was having dispensed with the top at his behest. Indeed a peculiar situation.

Are you okay Maddie?

I’m fine, quite enjoying myself in fact.

You are? The surprise in his voice was evident.

Mmm yes.

So you didn’t mind me, you know, asking you to take your top off?

I was a little surprised to be honest, but I’m glad you did.

I didn’t want to sound too enthusiastic; my husband had pushed me into it, taking advantage of my apology for quarrelling the night before. I know I could have told him no, but in marriage you’ve got to have a bit of give and take, and to be honest I did take far more than I gave.

Laid there I wondered how far my husband would want me to go and decided to test him.

Shall we go for a swim, I asked after sitting back up.

Yeah, why not.

I stood up.

Err, aren’t you going to put your top back on?

So, sitting there topless was okay for me, but walking down to the sea the thirty or so metres was a different matter.

He looked around as I stood there, my tits on display for a greater audience.

What’s the matter Nate, I thought you wanted to show me off?

I err just didn’t think you’d want to is all.

Why not, you asked me to go topless so what’s the difference to me laid there or walking down to the sea.

A lot more people will see you for starters.

Isn’t that the point? Come on I’ve psyched myself up for it now, you’re not going to wimp out on me are you?

He somewhat reluctantly stood up and I held out my hand for him to hold and we began the trek through the lovely soft sand down to the sea. We had to wind our way through all the other beach revellers and I’ve got to say I felt pretty damn good. We passed a couple, youngsters where she too was topless, so I wasn’t the only hussy on the beach. As usual in England, the water felt cold as the first gentle wave covered our feet. Now Nate is a getting into water slowly person, with loads of little Oh, ahs, and what have you. Me, I’m a plunge in and get soaked quickly kind of girl. I let his hand go and ran into the sea, inevitably falling over as the water reached my knees. Wow it was cold but invigorating. I swam a few strokes and stood up immediately noticing my nipples were poking out like two mighty organ stops, terrific. I sat back down with the water up to my neck, pushing myself up each time a wave threatened to go over my head, waiting for hubby to join me. The water still hadn’t come up to his crutch, always a troublesome spot for those who enter slowly. I jumped up and started to splash him, laughing my head off, and at last he plunged in. As he surfaced he said, Christ it’s cold.

Don’t be a wuss, you’ll soon get used to it. Hey lover boy have you seen my nipples? Bet you’d love to get your teeth round these bad boys?

He looked around to see if anybody had heard, Maddie, shush.

I laughed, fell backwards into the water and began paddling slowly away from the shore, my tits just bobbing in and out of view, God I felt good. Nate is a strong swimmer, despite his aversion to cold water, and quickly caught up with me. He flipped onto his back and we carried on out to sea. A hundred metres offshore we stopped and treaded water.

So what do you think then, mister? I asked with a smile on my face.

Bloody lovely, come on I´ll race you back to shore.

I set off knowing my husband could overhaul me at any time, but he just followed in my wake. Ten metres from the beach it was shallow enough for me to put my feet down, Nate appeared alongside me and we walked out of the water onto the sandy shore.

Littlehampton beach is south facing, so of course everybody on their towels and deck chairs were facing the water, facing me and my tits. I walked tall, shoulders back, chest out but not daring to look anybody in the face. I gripped Nate´s hand firmly. There was no point in being a shrinking violet, I was topless and that was that. I thought back to a film premier that I had seen on the telly a few days before. The female star of the film had been interviewed on the red carpet. She had been wearing a very low cut dress and spent the entire interview with her arms folded across her chest; the silly bitch. What is the point of flaunting it, if you´re not going to flaunt it?

I must admit though that it was a relief to get back to our little patch of sun bathing heaven. I let the sun dry me off and then applied another liberal coating of sun cream.

I didn’t dare look, was anybody looking at me? I asked Nate.

Loads of people.

I pulled a face. I hope they liked what they saw.

Oh I think they did, especially the men.

I smiled in appreciation, Good.

We decided to head for home just after four o´clock. Despite all the sun cream I´d used my body was beginning to feel a bit warm. I stood up, reached into our bag for my bra and then changed my mind. It felt so good to be free of the terrible contraption and another couple of hour’s bra-less would be good. I´ve got to say this would be the first time going without a bra in public since my mother bought me my first one when I started to bud at twelve years of age. I slipped my summer dress over my head just as Nate was struggling with his towel to remove his swimming trunks and replace them with his underpants. He had his back to me as I reached under my dress to pull down my bikini bottom. Again I reached into the bag for my panties and had a naughty thought, no panties. Bloody hell, bra-less and knicker-less. What a hussy I´d become. As we walked across the sand and up to the car park, the gentle breeze managed to find its way up to my cunny. What a lovely feeling it was, and combined with my tits swinging free beneath the thin material of my summer weight dress I actually felt a little light headed. Wow.

We set off for home and when we were driving up a dual carriageway away from the resort I said to Nate, I´ve got something to show you.

Yeah what´s that?

I lifted up the hem of the dress and he stole a quick glance of my shaven haven. The types of bikini´s I wear necessitate me keeping it hair free down there.

Fucking hell Maddie, that looks gorgeous.

I thought you´d like it. And no bra either.

Jesus, I am one lucky so and so.

I´ve got to agree with you on that and you know what else?

Nope.

I´m feeling as horny as hell so when we get home I´ll be looking for a good time.

And a good time we had. Just before we got home I leaned over and started to massage my husband´s cock through the material of the shorts he was wearing. It only took a minute for it to harden, so by the time we pulled into our driveway it was in full operational mode. Playing with his cock like that, again a first for me, had intensified my horniness so by the time we were in the house with the front door closed we were both ready for sex.

With Nate sat on one of the kitchen chairs I simply lifted off the dress leaving me totally naked. Nate pulled off his tee shirt and shoved his shorts and pants down to the floor and kicked them away. I then lowered myself onto his cock it sliding easily into my wet pussy. I had my back to Nate so he was able to grasp my tits and play with my nipples, a divine part of my sexual play. I meanwhile started to bob up and down on the length of his cock, enjoying the wondrous sensation as it slid in and out of me. It didn´t take long for me to start moaning as the pleasure inside me built up until, with a roar of orgasmic delight, I screamed out as I was gripped with an almighty climax, the quickest I had come in ages. A few more pumps as I rode the orgasm and next thing Nate was groaning as he relieved himself of his cum. I slumped down and Nate pulled me close to him as we enjoyed a cuddle in the afterglow of good sex.

That night in bed we talked about our day on the beach and turned ourselves on. But this time instead of a straightforward fuck, Nate spent a long time at my cunt giving it the works with his tongue and fingers. He is brilliant at oral sex and brought me to the edge of an orgasm before I demanded he fuck me. And boy did he do the business. Two orgasms later he finally shot his load, pumping me full of his lovely juice. I couldn´t remember the last time we had done it twice in one day, even though we´re a pretty sexy couple, which set me thinking as we lay there drifting off to sleep.

Chapter 2

Monday lunchtime, and I spent it with Sue, my best friend. She has been my soul mate and confidant forever. We met at playschool and have remained on the very best of terms ever since. When I hooked up with Nate, he and her husband Steve became firm friends. So we were a happy little foursome often going out in each others´ company for meals, bowling and what have you. We arranged a trip out to the beach for the following Sunday if the weather held, which according to the latest weather forecast it was due to do. The guys, as always, would just follow along with whatever us ladies planned to do.

As soon as I got home from work I got straight onto the internet. I needed a new bikini because I’d worn the same one twice before with Sue and a third time was a definite no no. While surfing, I discovered the phenomenon of the micro bikini, wow what a lovely bit of gear. As I mentioned earlier my one contradiction is a thing for small bikinis, and these little beauties were just up my street. I took my time and ended up purchasing one in fire engine red, it would suit my colouring and would look sensational on me. Sue would probably gasp and Nate would be delighted after his request of the day before, and I reckoned Steve would just get the horn.

The garment arrived in the post on Thursday and I tried it on within two minutes of ripping open the parcel. My God it was tiny, smaller than I’d realised. The bikini bottom was a very narrow strip of material that barely covered my slit with a very thin strap, a piece of string almost which fitted nicely between the cheeks of my arse, leaving those succulent orbs on display. The top was again two tiny little triangular bits of material, fixed together with string and just about covering my nipples. Fortunately, my tits don’t sag so I had no problem carrying off the bikini top; I could imagine girls with floppy tits would have flesh hanging out all over the place. I looked at myself in the full length mirror and nodded my head; Nate was going to be so pleased with my new bikini. I took the top off and again appraised myself, hmm, would I dare to go topless in front of my best friend and her husband? Something to consider during the coming couple of days. There was one last thing that I noticed, the tan lines around my tits were fading and that to me was a very sexy look.

Sunday arrived and it was Steve’s turn to drive. The pair duly arrived at ten and I ushered Nate out and told him I’d be a couple of minutes. I raced up stairs, slipped off my dress and took off the micro bikini top. I was going for broke; slipping my little summer dress back on, it crossed my mind that I might be making a mistake. No, I decided, what could go wrong?

We headed off in Steve’s very comfortable Lexus, we girls jabbering away in the back while the men up front discussed things of little consequence to us ladies. If anybody had noticed my bra-less state, they were too polite to bring it up. As we drove towards Littlehampton once again, our favourite day trip beach resort, it was lovely to just sit back and relax catching up on all the gossip with Sue. Steve negotiated the car though the town and it wasn’t until we crossed the bridge over the river Arun to get to the West beach that I had the first pangs of worry. Had I been silly committing myself to being virtually nude in front of my friends? It was after all a complete departure from anything we had done before. As we drove along the road towards the beach and car park I resigned myself to the fact that it was too late to change my mind now.

Steve parked the car and the men took the bags and picnic box from the boot of the car. After locking up we headed towards the sand. It was a glorious day, full sun and not a cloud in the sky, just right for catching a few more rays to add to my tan.

When we hit the sand, we turned right and walked about one hundred metres along the beach until we found a spot to put down our gear. Four large beach towels were laid out. Steve quickly stripped off to his swim shorts and Nate likewise, he’d actually put them on under his shorts this weekend. Sue lifted off her summer dress revealing a brand new black bikini, she looked gorgeous in it even though she’s a bit short in the tit department. Usually I’m the first one stripped off but I was a bit slow today and you know why. I sensed them all looking at me, not that I wanted their attention particularly but that’s how it was. I took in a deep breath grabbed the hem of my dress and lifted up and over my head.

Sue gasped and said, Bloody hell Maddie!

Both the men just raised their eyebrows.

I folded the dress and put it in my bag with my back turned to the three of them revealing practically my full arse to them. I then lay down.

What are you all gawping at, haven’t you seen a gorgeous woman before?

Everybody went quiet for a moment and then Sue broke the silence, Who wants a drink?

She delved into the cool box and brought out cold cans for everybody.

We started chatting as we normally did although I noticed Nate and Steve eyeing me up every time they thought I wasn’t looking. If any body else on the beach was looking at me I didn’t know, my full concentration was on my little group. Quicker than normal the men decided to go in for a swim, I think Steve gave Nate the nod, he obviously wanted to ask about this revelation.

As soon as they were gone Sue surprised me by taking her top off revealing her tiny tits.

If you can be a tart so can I, She said laughing.

Will Steve mind?

Who knows, who cares? Anyway where did you get that thong, its divine?

I told her about my online shopping.

Send me the link. I’m going to get one of those myself.

So have you ever gone topless before? I asked.

Not in England but always when we’ve been abroad; never mind all that. So what brought this on?

I told her about the previous weekend’s jaunt and how Nate had asked me to take my top off.

So how did you feel about it?

I was surprised at first, I’d never even taken my top off abroad, never mind here. I was a bit reluctant at first but after a while I realised it felt great.

It does, doesn’t it? Steve and I have been to a few nudist beaches abroad and that’s even better my girl, nothing like it I can tell you. It’s lovely when you go in swimming. Mind you for the little bit of material you’ve got covering you...... She laughed again.

So Nate asked you to take your top off eh, what was that all about?

He mumbled something about me being beautiful, load of tosh if you ask me; I think he was just feeling horny.

Yeah?

Yes, when we got home we fucked in the kitchen and then a second time later in bed. It’s been a while since that happened I can tell you.

You lucky cow. I’m lucky if I get it once a week these days.

Who knows your luck might be in tonight my girl.

Bloody hope so. I could do with a stiffun up me.

Tart!

Whore!

We sat there laughing.

When the men returned Steve immediately commented on his wife’s exposed tits.

I see you’ve joined the topless club then.

Why not, if this slut can do it so can I. She said laughing.

After a salad and another drink, us girls decided to take the plunge and headed off to the sea arm in arm, laughing all the way. I felt glorious being almost completely nude knowing that lots of people were seeing my body. Sue and I had a swim, messed about splashing each other in the shallow edge of the water and then headed back to our men. This was the best fun I’d had in ages. Just after five a few clouds started to appear on the horizon so we decided to head for home.

Now I was hoping for a bloody good fuck as soon as we walked through the front door and what transpired was the last thing I was expecting. As soon as the door was closed Nate said, So what was all that about today?

I didn’t like his tone of voice one little bit, All what?

Behaving like a tart is what.

Eh?

Flashing all you’ve got in front of our friends.

What are you on about, Sue joined me topless.

Only because she was embarrassed for you.

Rubbish, she always goes topless when she’s abroad.

Christ knows what Steve thought. Probably thinks you’re a whore.

What the fuck are you going on about? Last week you got me to take my top off. What, it’s okay when you say so, lord and master, but not when I decide to do it?

You’re totally missing the point. They’re our friends, and it’s completely different.

Fucking rubbish, my voice was raised by now. So I flashed my tits, big deal.

And your arse.

Oh for fuck’s sake; I’m going for a shower.

The row carried on all evening and into bed followed by silence, which lasted for two days. I was seething. how could Nate be such a hypocrite?

I met up with Sue for our regular Monday lunchtime chat. We were regulars in The Queen’s Head, an old fashioned pub in the high street where the food was good and on a Monday it didn’t get too busy.

Sue was full of it, Bloody magic, Steve gave me a bloody good boning when we got home. Best I’ve had in ages. What about you, Nate give you a good seeing to?

We aren’t talking.

What, why?

He reckoned I behaved like a tart showing myself off in front of you two.

No, the bloody hypocrite.

My thoughts entirely. He started in on me as soon as you two dropped us off.

The bastard. It was him who asked you to take your top off the week before...

We carried on slating my husband for the next ten minutes, finally I asked, So what did Steve have to say?

Cheeky sod said you’ve got lovely tits and it’s a pity mine aren’t as big.

I laughed. So he was alright with you going topless then.

No problem at all, said it was a right turn on.

Which is exactly what Nate found it to be the week before, bastard.

So what else is new...?

On Tuesday evening, Nate arrived home with a big bunch of flowers, a box of chocolates and a good bottle of wine. Corny, but I’m a sucker for a grovelling apology, and boy did I make him grovel.

He started off by saying, Maddie, I’m sorry for being such a stupid twat.

You can say that again buster.

I didn’t make it easy for him, after all he’d called me a tart and had made me feel a little self-conscious as well: and just as I’d gotten used to the idea of the new, sexier me. An hour later I finished up by saying, So the next time we go to the beach and if, and it’s a big if, I decide to go topless we won’t have any more nonsense like Sunday.

No I promise. You really are gorgeous Maddie and I’ve got to admit it was a turn on seeing you like that. I just you know, I’m sorry.

I nodded my head. Good, that was all I wanted to hear.

Chapter 3

My next opportunity for getting my tits out came the following evening. I was really just being a bitch and wanted to see if my husband really meant what he’d said. It was a lovely warm summer’s evening and I suggested we go for a walk in a nearby woods owned by the Forestry Commission. It was mainly pine trees and not very exciting, but was a popular place for people to stroll or hike, whatever their preference.

Bring your camera and take some photos if you like. I asked or rather instructed him.

I wore a pair of cut off Jeans and one of those tops that you just tie up under your tits. Normally I always wore a bra but not today, what I had in mind needed a quick release of my babies.

It was just after seven thirty when we arrived in the car park and there were about a dozen cars there. We had been to the woods quite a few times previously, so knew our way about and which paths to take. About two hundred metres from the entrance there was a big pile of tree trunks laid lengthways by the side of the wide track in a small clearing.

Come on, I said to Nate indicating the wood pile. Let’s go behind there and you can take a couple of photos.

He obediently followed me and I leant against the timber and he took a couple of shots of me posing. I then released the tie cord of my top and let the ends hand down just showing the valley between my tits. Nate took a quick look around and the camera shutter fired twice more. I then pulled the top aside revealing my tits properly. I’m sure Nate’s hands shook as he took more photos. This was another first for us, my tits captured in a photo had never happened before. Exciting. I then removed the top completely, threw it to one side and posed in various positions while Nate took a dozen pictures.

Finished for the moment, I put the top back on but left the tie undone my boobs free under the two flaps; anybody passing would see that I was braless and the inner curves of my tits.

I was waiting for Nate to make a comment but he didn’t. It was then that I noticed the bulge in the front of his shorts. I reached down and gave it a quick squeeze.

Enjoying yourself? I asked.

Oh yes.

We walked on another couple of hundred metres and were passed by an elderly couple who politely said, Good evening. If they noticed my flesh on display it didn’t show on their faces. After another few minutes we encountered a small shelter on the right of the track, something like a bus shelter with a long bench seat. It was very rustic, manufactured out of pine logs. There were a few of these scattered about the woods, I think the workers must use them for a bit of shelter in inclement weather.

The track here was on a gentle slope and just over the rise I spotted a couple of blokes heading towards us. I’d now really be able to test my husband’s resolve. I would be hidden from the men until they were almost level with the shelter. I sat on the bench and immediately took off the top and threw it into the corner and Nate started taking photos. I lay down for him, faced him, turned sideways, generally giving him loads of poses to capture. After about a minute I heard the two men approaching, their voices carrying in the still evening air.

Two guys are coming Maddie. Nate said.

So, just keep taking photos.

He shrugged and carried on.

When the two men spotted me one of them did a classic double take while the other, an older man, just smiled and actually doffed his cap to me. I was so excited and just knew my panties were getting wet. The men didn’t stop walking but did slow their pace prolonging their view of me for as long as they could.

You’re a randy bitch do you know that Maddie? Nate said.

I am now and you’ll be getting the benefit when we get back home, believe me.

I put the top back on, still loose and carried on, we took a path off to the left that led to a clearing where a pond was located. It was quite overgrown and didn’t look as though many people used it. The lowering sun made the place almost magical with beams of light spreading through the trees. I took the top off immediately, threw it on the ground and wandered around the pond’s edge, with Nate running on ahead a few steps so he could get some good shots of me. The perimeter of the pond must have been around two hundred metres so that on the furthest side I was well away from my blouse and any cover. I felt so daring and so free. Unfortunately nobody joined us. I decided to go one step further and undoing the button on my cut off jeans pushed them to the ground along with my panties. I stepped out of them and did another lap of the pond and still nobody came along, what a disappointment. Somewhere about half way round I did squat down for a little while giving Nate the chance to photograph my cunt with legs spread wide and repeated the pose while sitting on a large cut off tree trunk.

The light was just beginning to fade as we returned to the entrance of the pond clearing. I pulled on my knickers and shorts, then picked up my top and passing it to my husband said, Stuff that in your pocket, I’m going back to the car like this.

Are you sure Maddie?

You’re not chickening out on me, or worse still, going back on your word? Whilst at the same time giving him the look, all you men will know what I mean.

No, no of course not, Nate said with a hint of panic in his voice.

Good, come on then.

Damn and blast if we didn’t meet or pass a single soul on the return to the car park and when we reached it our Ford was the only car left there, wouldn’t you know it.

Give me my top back, guess that’s it for today.

We bought fish and chips on the way home and, after eating them washed down with a cold bottle of beer each, I asked Nate to upload the photos onto the computer. All one hundred and twenty three of them, he’d gone click crazy.

Wow what a show of my delectable body, my one regret was that there weren’t any of me with anybody else in the picture; that would have been the ultimate. Mind you having said that, the photos still turned me and Nate on so sitting in front of the monitor we got down to the business. It started when I gave the bulge in Nate’s shorts a grope, his cock was rock hard. Now there’s a surprise, and he responded by undoing the tied top and having a good feel of my tits, giving the nipples a good tweak between his fingers and thumb which added immensely to my pleasure. I admit I had it in mind to give him a very good time for being such a bitch even though he deserved it. I had been hard on him but he’d come through for me in the end like he always does. He just doesn’t get it at times, I’m the boss and I always get my way.

I eased his shorts and underpants down and getting down onto my knees took his cock into my mouth. I saw his knob head was wet with pre cum as I pushed his foreskin back. The velvet skin gleamed with his juice. Sticking my tongue out, I gently licked some of the fluid off as Nate gave out a groan of pure pleasure. He must have been turned on for quite a while judging by the amount of juice there was. I licked around the rim gathering up every drop using a hand to steady his cock and then pulled his foreskin down hard, he gasped a little and then I gave him half a dozen gentle strokes before pulling down hard again. Then, leaning forward a little, I encircled his knob head with my lips and flicked my tongue across the velvet skin and then slowly, very slowly pushed my mouth further and further down his shaft. It touched the back of my throat and I pulled out almost all the way before plunging down again, a little quicker this time. His body gave a little shudder at the intensity of my sucking. I looked up and smiled at him as I started to bob my mouth up and down his lovely prick. I snuggled his balls between my fingers gently massaging them, a sure fire way of making him come quickly as I increased the speed sucking up and down on his cock. Just as I´d intended, his body started to stiffen and I grabbed his arse so he couldn´t pull away. Then he groaned in ecstasy as he released his lovely hot cum into my mouth. I didn´t stop sucking straightaway, I carried on draining him of every drop of his life giving fluid and then slowly withdrew.

That was fucking ace Maddie, yeah thank you so much.

When we go to bed you can treat me to some play time with my dildo and perhaps finish me off with your prick, I purred.

Nothing would give me greater pleasure.

Sure enough two hours later with my legs spread wide Nate fucked me with my lovely black dildo whilst his tongue danced on my clit and after one lovely orgasm he gave me a second using his prick.

The next day during lunch I went clothes shopping. My wardrobe at home really had nothing in it for what I considered to be my new sexy self. All my skirts were knee length and even if I did say so myself I have a nice pair of legs to grace the world. So a couple of mini-skirts were purchased along with three tops that would complement the skirts.

The following evening Nate took us out to dinner in an out of town restaurant, an old farm house that had been diversified by the owner to counter the effects of the worldwide recession gripping mankind. It was a lovely, quaint old place with loads of wooden farm implements hung on the walls, good solid wooden tables and for once comfortable chairs to sit on, and would you believe proper cotton table clothes? Very nice.

When I´d descended the stairs for our date Nate had been very complimentary of my attire, one of my new short skirts in black and a plain red blouse.

Christ you look good.

Well thank you. I thought you´d be pleased.

I am, shall we go?

At the restaurant we were shown to a table, given the menus after ordering a drink and we settled down for a pleasant evening. It was then that the pushy side of my Nate started to emerge as it does from time to time.

You know you look beautiful tonight.

Oh yeah I thought, what´s coming next?

Why don´t you undo a couple of the buttons on your blouse.

It was buttoned nearly all the way to my throat. I undid two buttons.

Just one more so I can see a bit of your cleavage.

I did so.

Mmm that looks so much better.

The waiter came and took our order, as he turned away Nate said, One more button, I´d love to see a bit more of you.

I looked my husband in the eyes and smiled as my hand went up to undo the fourth button.

Now I´m really beginning to see your tits.

You like what you can see.

Oh yes.

A few minutes late our starters arrived and the waiter copped an eyeful of my cleavage, I pulled my shoulders back giving him a slightly better view. Nate smiled, Enjoy that?

Of course.

We ate our starters and if I thought Nate´s pushing had stopped I was wrong.

How about one more button my lovely?

It´ll be below my bra darling.

Why not go to the loo and take your bra off then, you don´t need to wear one.

It was true I could easily get away with not wearing the infernal garment. I was wondering how