My fiancée Emma and I have lived together for two years. We plan to get married
next year. Emma has always been a bit of an exhibitionist, she's always been
willing to give men a flash of panty or cleavage, and since I met her I've
encouraged her, partly to satisfy my own voyeuristic instincts but also because
I know what a thrill it is for us men to get a glimpse of a girls body or
underwear. There have been numerous instances over the last couple of years
where Emma has let other men have a view of her panties. One of the first times
that I recall was soon after she moved in with me. We had a friend of mine, Rob,
around for the evening and had been drinking steadily all evening while watching
football on TV. Emma had been drinking wine, far too much as it turned out
because she eventually fell asleep while sitting in an armchair opposite to
where Rob was sitting. Emma was wearing a short black mini skirt which would
normally come to mid thigh but as she slumped in the armchair the skirt rose
higher. Rob and I both joked about Emma when we noticed that she had drifted off
into a drink induced slumber but both of us were also watching her legs as she
slipped further down in the chair. It seemed that Rob couldn't keep his eyes off
Emma as her skirt got pulled further up her thighs, her long legs were bare and
stretched out in front of her directly in line to where Rob was sitting. Emma
gave a sleepy moan and slipped further in the chair. Her ass was now at the edge
of the seat and her skirt had been dragged up to the tops of her thighs. I could
see her white panties from where I was sitting so Rob must have had a really
good view as he was looking directly up between her thighs. I think Rob spent as
much time watching Emma as he did the game on TV. Finally though she slipped
right off the chair and landed on the floor with a bump that woke her. Her skirt
was now bunched around her waist and we could both see that her panties were the
brief lacy kind that are cut high to the hips. Neither Rob nor I moved to help
her at first, we just sat and stared at the gorgeous sight of my fiancée's
exposed panties. Emma was still obviously very sleepy and drunk and she did
nothing to cover herself, she just closed her eyes again and drifted back to
sleep. As she did so her thighs parted and we could see the thin strip of panty
covering her pussy mound. I let her sit like that for a few minutes while Rob
feasted his eyes on Emma's body and then, somewhat reluctantly, suggested that
we lay her on the sofa so that she'd be more comfortable. Rob agreed and between
us we lifted her across to the sofa and laid her along it. I'm not sure if it
was intentional but I did notice that Rob had his hands on her ass as we lifted
her. When we had laid her down Rob took the opportunity to change seats and sat
with Emma's feet in his lap on the sofa. I pretended not to notice that her
skirt was still up around her waist and that her skimpy little panties were only
a matter of a few feet away from my friends gaze. Rob was, apparently
absentmindedly, caressing Emma's feet now as they lay in his lap. I'm not sure
why I did it, perhaps it was something to do with the drink, but I decided to
see if Rob would take advantage of my fiancées position. As I sat in my chair I
made out that I too was falling asleep and let my chin drop to my chest. In fact
I still had my eyes open just enough to see what happened in the room. Rob
seemed to glance from me back to Emma then back to me to see if I was still
asleep. This went on for about five minutes. He must have assumed that I was, by
then, really asleep because, after a final glance at me, he started to run his
hand up Emma's leg. He stroked her thighs several times and, when there was no
reaction from myself or Emma, ran his hand up over the front of her panties onto
her exposed stomach then back down onto her panties again until his hand rested
on the mound of her pussy. He shifted in his seat then and moved Emma's legs
apart slightly, bending her legs at the knees so that her thighs opened. One
knee was now propped against the back of the sofa the other was at ninety
degrees to it, the effect was that her thinly covered pussy was opened up to
him. Rob glanced at me again before slipping Emma's panties to one side so that
her pubic hair was exposed. Through my slitted eyes I could see his fingers
running through her dark curly hair. One finger then ran down her slit to the
crease of her bum then back up again. He did this several times until he
eventually slid his index finger into her tight little hole. My heart was
hammering as I watched my friend take advantage of my drunk, sleeping fiancée.
He pushed the finger in and out several times, then he got bolder and slipped
two fingers inside her. His fingers were sliding quite easily in and out of her
body now and it was with something of a shock that I noticed Emma's hips begin
to move slightly in time with Rob's fingers. Rob obviously noticed this too
because her started to use his thumb on Emma's clit as his fingers moved inside
her. Her movements became more pronounced until at one point she was lifting her
ass off the sofa as he worked his fingers in her. After a few more minutes of
this Emma gave a little cry in her sleep and I knew that Rob had made her cum
with his fingers. Rob realized this too because he gently began to lessen the
thrusting of his fingers inside her until he removed them completely. I could
see that his fingers were covered with Emma's love juices right up to his
knuckle. I thought I had better start appearing to wake up at this stage as I
didn't want Rob to get any ideas about doing anything else with Emma, I
certainly wasn't ready at that time for seeing someone else apart from me making
love to my fiancée, although the fantasy had certainly been in my mind several
times as we made love. After all we had only been engaged for a few weeks. I
made a bit of a show of waking up, stretching and yawning. By the time I
appeared to look over to Rob he had readjusted Emma's panties and had actually
pulled her skirt down a bit so she wasn't so obviously exposed. After a few
minutes I got up to make coffee and Rob came with me. He was obviously aware
that he wouldn't be getting any more free feels of Emma that evening and had
left her to sleep on the sofa. Nothing was said about what I had seen him do
with my fiancée but several times before he left that evening I noticed him
discreetly sniffing his fingers which must have still had Emma's aroma on them.
After he left I took Emma to bed. I made love to her while she was lying on the
bed with her clothes still on, her panties pulled to one side as I fucked her.
She was still half asleep as I had her. I gave no thought to making her cum but
just used her as she lay there. On other occasions the situation has been a lot
simpler, such as Emma inadvertently flashing her panties in a public place. A
few months ago we were shopping along our local main street. Emma was wearing a
fluency pleated skirt and loose top. It was a warm afternoon but the light wind
was gusty and numerous times Emma's skirt was blown up in the air. This was a
huge turn on for me as I followed her around the shops and I could see that lots
of other men were enjoying the views on offer that day too. Most of the other
women were wearing jeans or had a better grip on their skirts (a lot had
probably listened to the weather forecast that morning and had decided that it
was not a good day for a short loose skirt). I'm not sure that Emma was
deliberately flashing herself, it was just that most times she had no choice,
especially as we made a few purchases and she could no longer hold her little
skirt down in the breeze because her hands were full. It was almost guaranteed
that as we left each shop the wind would whip around and her pleated skirt would
fly up above her ass. Unluckily for Emma she had chosen to wear a g string that
morning and now her ass cheeks were flashed every few minutes as her skirt got
blown up in the air. I took great delight in walking behind her as we left a
store and several times the skirt was blown so high that you could see the
string of her panties where it disappeared into the crease of her ass. Usually
it was just the back of her skirt that was blown around but at least once her
entire skirt was around her waist, front and back and all the men (and women) in
the street were treated to a view of her little panties. Emma didn't seem that
concerned about showing herself off, it was more like an inconvenience that she
kept having to pull her skirt back down around her thighs every few minutes. I
was horny as hell by the time we got home that day and couldn't wait to get her
into bed. I had told her that I'd loved seeing her skirt blowing up in the air
and all the men looking at her. She had just shrugged her shoulders as if she
wasn't bothered but I could tell that she was equally turned on because we were
no sooner inside the door than we both began kissing. Within minutes I had her
on the bed with her skirt once again up around her waist but this time her
panties were off and I was fucking her hot, wet pussy. Last summer we were
playing tennis on a hard court near where we live. We had been playing for about
half an hour when Emma took a tumble and landed on her rump rather heavily. I
went round the net to help her up and as she stood we noticed that she had
grazed the tops of her legs. The cheek of her left buttock was also grazed where
she had slid slightly when she had fallen. We didn't have any anti septic cream,
or any first aid with us and quite honestly it wasn't a serious injury but the
way Emma was hopping around holding her ass got the attention of the two men on
the next court. As luck would have one of them had a first aid kit in his car
and went to get it. I had thought already that Emma was playing up a bit but it
seemed like fun as the first guy, whose name it turned out was Mike, took a
closer look at her injury. He knelt down behind her as she held up her tennis
skirt at the back for him to look at the grazes on her legs and buttocks. Emma
doesn't wear the regulation tennis knickers, she doesn't wear a g string or
anything like that but they are certainly not what you normally see on a tennis
court, and this guy had a great view of her rear as he gently wiped the grit off
her legs. Mike used some bottled water on a towel to gently clean her scratches
as I stood to one side. As his friend returned with the first aid I watched as
Mike actually lifted Emma's panties away from the cheek of her ass and tucked
them into the crease of her ass. Her buttocks were almost completely exposed to
this stranger. Mike then began to rub some cream into her legs where they were
grazed. As Mikes fingers found their way to the scratches on her ass Emma
glanced over to me with a slight grin on her face and I knew then that she was
enjoying the attention of these two strangers. It seemed to take an age for Mike
to complete this simple task but eventually he was finished and he lifted the
pants out of her ass crease again and with exaggerated care pulled them back
into position. He patted her lightly on her unharmed buttock to signify that he
was finished. We all watched as Emma turned around to face the men again. She
still held her tennis skirt up with one hand but now lifted it at the front too
and began an exaggerated mime of brushing loose grit off the front of her
thighs. All our eyes were watching the sight and Mike must have had a great view
as he was still kneeling down only inches away from her thighs and panty covered
pussy. It only lasted a few seconds but it was tremendously exciting to watch
Emma show herself in this way. The male neighbors on both sides of my property
must have been really pleased when Emma moved in as they have both had sneak
views of her in various states of undress or nudity. Once she was sunbathing in
the garden with just a brief costume on. She had been lying on her front and had
rolled the costume down to the waist to get a better tan when my neighbor
decided to engage her in conversation over the garden fence. Emma had to raise
herself slightly to talk to old Joe and he was obviously getting an eyeful of
her cleavage as they talked. I watched from a side window as Joe pointed to some
plant in his garden that Emma had to sit up to look at. As she turned and went
to stand up she was still pulling her costume up from the waist and Joe got an
eyeful of her firm young breasts as she turned to face him. The poor chap's face
went bright red but he didn't look away as she pulled the costume up and over
her tits. She even used her hand to adjust her breast inside the costume before
going over to look at what Joe had originally pointed to. Another time I watched
as our other neighbor stood staring at Emma as she hung clothes on the line to
dry. She wore an oversize t shirt which would normally cover everything but as
she raised her arms to hang the washing the shirt lifted above her waist and
revealed to our neighbor that she had nothing on under the shirt. He was only
getting a rear view but it must have been great to see half her ass cheeks
revealed in this way. Both the neighbors are now frequent visitors to our house
whereas before Emma moved in I would not see either of them from one week to the
next. Emma seems to especially like to tease old Joe as I think she feels sorry
for him. Joe is seventy two and lives on his own and for some reason Emma seems
to be on a mission to brighten the last few years of his life. I do fear for the
old guys heart some times as he is treated to the sight of young Emma bending
over in front of him accidentally flashing her panties or a quick view of her
breasts down the front of her blouse. There have been a few occasions where,
like with the incident with Rob, things have gone further than having men just
look at her. Only a matter of a few weeks ago we were at a bar with a group of
Emma's workmates. I forget the occasion, probably somebody's leaving party, but
we had all been drinking steadily. I had just been to the cloakroom and it was
when I returned that I noticed that one of the guys had taken the opportunity of
my absence to get Emma onto the small dance floor, which was only a few feet
away from where we were all standing. I thought nothing more of it and, as my
back was to where they were dancing, couldn't see what was going on anyway. It
was probably about ten minutes later that I noticed several of our group nudging
each other and smirking as they looked beyond me at something that was happening
on the dance floor. I used the excuse of getting myself a fresh drink to glance
around and see what was amusing Emma's workmates. It took a few moments to see
where they were. Tom, who was dancing with her, had backed Emma into a darker
corner was kissing her on the lips. One of his hands was busy up the back of her
skirt while the other was feeling her breasts through the thin fabric of her
blouse. I knew he must have been getting a good feel of her breasts as she had
left her bra off that evening claiming that the straps would show with the top
she was going to wear. I'm not sure if any of the crowd we were with noticed me
as I edged away from them to stand on my own by the bar, I think they were all
too intent watching Emma and Tom. As I leant on the bar I could see Tom grope
first one breast then the other as they continued their deep kiss. Tom then
pulled Emma away from the wall and turned her so that her back was toward us as
we watched. I think he did this deliberately because he then looked over her
shoulder at his friends and gave them an obvious wink. Several of his mates gave
him a cheer and raised their glasses as if saluting him. This seemed to spur Tom
on and both his hands dropped onto Emma's ass and he openly groped her buttocks
in front of his mates. I'm not sure if Emma quite realized the situation, that
she was being fondled in front of all her work colleagues, she had probably
drunk too much to care anyway. Still looking over at his friends, and with a
smug look on his face, Tom slipped both hand under the back of her skirt and
continued to feel her ass, this time with only her panties in the way. As he
worked his hands around it had the effect of raising her skirt and we could all
see her little black panties. Emma's head was now resting on Tom's shoulder and
I realized that she was oblivious to what was going on around her. Tom was
certainly taking advantage of the situation and was making his friends laugh by
occasionally holding Emma's skirt up at the back while quickly pulling her
panties down to expose her ass to everyone. He did this about three times as she
stood slumped against him. It didn't take long for another one of Emma's
workmates to join the fun, I think his name was John. He moved up behind Emma
while Tom was flashing her ass for the last time and did a lewd mime of
thrusting his crotch at her exposed ass. John said something to Tom at that
point to which Tom agreed as I saw him nodding and they both took hold of my
drunk fiancée and guided her away towards the other side of the bar where I lost
sight of them. My hands were shaking from what I'd seen. I found it exciting to
see Emma being exposed to everyone and to be used in such a way by these men. I
later rejoined the group standing by the dance floor but no one mentioned the
fact that Emma was not around. I had the feeling that several of them were
laughing at me, obviously thinking that I hadn't seen what had been going on. It
was about fifteen or twenty minutes later that Tom reappeared. There were
several murmured conversations going on as Tom seemed to be passing on some
news. There was also a lot of laughter, most of which I guessed was at my
expense, but as I didn't really know these people I was somewhat excluded. After
one of the others had spoken to Tom he too disappeared and John returned. It was
with something of a shock that I noticed John showing the group of men gathered
around him a pair of black panties. I could feel my heart hammering in my chest
as I realized that these were obviously Emma's panties and that John had got
them off her somewhere else in the bar, or even outside in the car park. There
wasn't a lot I could do now. I could have gone to look for her but there was a
strange excitement inside me as I saw, one by one, Emma's friends and workmates
drift off only to return some time later grinning and laughing. I stood with
these men and pretended that I didn't know anything was happening. Several of
them bought me drinks during this time and they engaged me in conversation,
mostly, I guess, to keep me from wondering about Emma and maybe going to look
for her. It was closing time when I was eventually told that Emma was outside
waiting for me. They had called a cab and they had already put Emma in it. She
was still very drunk as I slipped in next to her in the rear seat and when we
got to our house I had to help her upstairs to bed. I helped her get undressed
and neither of us commented on the fact that she had obviously lost her panties
during the course of the evening. I wanted to make love with her but she pushed
me away saying she was too tired. Once she was asleep however, I pushed the
sheet back off her body. She was lying on her back and I reached over and gently
eased her thighs apart. I was shocked at first at the state of her pussy.
Normally her pubic hair is curly, quite frizzy in fact. As I looked at it now in
the light from the bedside lamp it was matted and damp looking. Without waking
her I moved down the bed to get a closer look. Eventually I was kneeling between
her thighs and I could see that her pussy was red and open. The lips hung loose
and seemed puffy. Her normally tight little hole was lying open and I could see
a thin dribble of fluid running from her wide open hole, down the crease of her
bum eventually dripping off her ass cheeks onto the sheet beneath her. There was
also the distinctive aroma of spunk. My mind was in turmoil as I gazed at my
fiancées obviously well fucked pussy and I didn't realize at first that her
knees had gently closed each side of my head. It was only when I felt her hand
on the back of my head that I glanced up to her face and saw that she was awake
and looking down at me. Emma continued to guide my face downwards towards the
sticky mess that was between her legs. I guess I wasn't thinking by this time
because I offered no resistance as her hand gradually pushed my face up against
her sloppy, wet pussy. Her thighs tightened around my trapped head and I was
forced to bury my face in the mess that was her cunt. I don't think that I
started to lick her until she began to move her pussy against my face. Her
wetness and the cum off all the men who had fucked her was wiped all over my
face. After a few minutes I lost all inhibitions and really got stuck into her.
I sucked her and ate her and swallowed down everything that came out of her wide
open hole. I got my tongue inside her and licked the spunk that was still too
thick to run from her. I was like a man possessed. Emma was cumming continually,
her thighs locked around my head drawing me deeper and deeper into her until I
felt I was drowning in her open, wet cunt. We must have stayed like that that
for a half hour or more until Emma's thrusting became less and less and she
eventually released my head from between her thighs. My tongue was sore from
licking her and my ears were sore from the grip she had me in between her
thighs. I was too tired to move and just lay my head on her matted pubic hair
and closed my eyes. I must have fallen asleep as I was still there between her
legs when I woke the next morning. I think Emma was awake before me or I woke
her as I stirred because before I could move from between her thighs they had
closed around my head and I was forced to once again bury my face in my
unfaithful fiancées well fucked pussy. I had fantasized about this scene often
enough, almost from my first date with this girl who I was due to marry, and it
was everything that I had dreamed of. Now that the final barrier or taboo has
been broken and Emma realizes that I'm not only going to let her go with other
men but actively encourage her to do so, then her flirting and flashing have
taken on a new meaning for both of us. We both realize that when she shows off
her panties to a man in future she'll probably let him do more than just look if
he wants to. Over the last few weeks several of her work colleagues have asked
for a repeat performance and I know that she intends to let them have her again.
I can't wait for her to bring her messy cunt home to me to clean out.
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