flirting/naughty dancing
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CuriousCple81
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flirting/naughty dancing
Anyone into flirting/naughty dancing and happy with just doing that ? Check out our adventures in link below. Would love to discuss with people who find that interesting or do the same.
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Loved your post in the hotties. This is one area where my wife needs no encouragement :-)CuriousCple81 wrote: ↑Mon Apr 22, 2024 12:14 pmAnyone into flirting/naughty dancing and happy with just doing that ? Check out our adventures in link below. Would love to discuss with people who find that interesting or do the same.
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CuriousCple81
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Re: flirting/naughty dancing
Would love to here about your adventures on those lines. And if available see any pictures/videos
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My wife always seems to end up dirty dancing with a guy when she goes out with her friends. I love it when she tells me she could feel their hard cocks rubbing against her arse!
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Fabulous!My wife always seems to end up dirty dancing with a guy when she goes out with her friends. I love it when she tells me she could feel their hard cocks rubbing against her arse!
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Well, a long time ago we spent our holidays in the south of France in a resort next to a naturist resort. And almost every evening we could be found there eating and dancing.
As we were getting dressed, I noticed that my wife was only wearing a t-shirt and skirt. The skirt was made of a light fabric that easily followed her every move.
I told her that if that was the intention, because there was also quite swinging to the roll&rock music. That this would show her bare lower body might be unavoidable.
She replied that she was well aware of this and that it was the intention. After all, this is a naturist resort, so no one can object. I also hope that there will be proper swinging. And so it was that her lower body was sometimes visible for a short time. Needless to say, she danced most of the evening. Years later, we moved to this naturist resort, where nudity was maintained.
Forty kilometres north of this resort is Cap d'Agde, also known for its huge naturist village. We also spent some holidays in this naturist village.
About 500 metres north of this village there is a section of beach where sex is openly practised. All kinds of sex.
This part of the beach is always very crowded and people are almost lying on top of each other.
And there are lots of single men walking around, just watching. Apart from that.
The evenings are more like a parade of extremely sexy dressed people. Basically a competition to see who is the most daring. Exactly what my wife liked to take part in, dressed in just a blouse and skirt or a sexy dress. With deep cleavage, of course. So deep that you could often see her nipples.
I remember it like it was yesterday.
Dressed only in a tight, short skirt and a blouse with a very low neckline, we were looking for a place at a high bar table with high chairs. The skirt was so tight that you could only sit comfortably on your bare bottom. Many ladies carried a towel with them to sit on. So did my wife.
She drew my attention to a friendly-looking man who seemed to want to know if he could see her pussy.
Put my leg over yours,' she said, 'so he can see it better. I did.
This man eventually joined us for a chat. After a while he took the liberty of stroking her thighs under the table top.
His hands apparently went higher because she told me he touched her pussy lips with his little finger.
Soon he asked me if he could go dancing with my wife.
I told him that it was not up to me and that I would have to ask her.
My wife stood up, took his hand and walked to the dance floor, which, unfortunately for me, was on the other side of the terrace.
After what seemed like half an hour, he brought her back.
He offered us a drink and told me how proud I should be of my wife.
Unfortunately he had to go to work, but he would have liked more.
I asked my wife if she had enjoyed dancing with him.
She told me that he was very bold and that she liked it. At the beginning, he pressed his cross against hers.
She: "As you can imagine, I didn't hesitate to respond in kind. He had a big boner. He grabbed my ass cheeks and felt that he lifted my skirt a little. I kissed him because I liked what he was doing. Of course he took it as encouragement to go on. He said he saw I wasn't even wearing a string and asked me if he wasn't embarrassing me in front of the people sitting there.
Why should I, I told him, when several women here clearly show that they have nothing on under their clothes, I replied.
He slowly pulled up my skirt and placed his hands on my half-bare bottom. I kissed him again, hoping he would continue. And as I kissed him, he pulled my skirt up over my hips. The audience applauded.
He took my hands, raised my arms and turned me around so that my pussy became also visible. It was only a moment as he pressed himself against me again, kissing me as he massaged my bare bottom. When the song ended, we got another round of applause.”
As we were getting dressed, I noticed that my wife was only wearing a t-shirt and skirt. The skirt was made of a light fabric that easily followed her every move.
I told her that if that was the intention, because there was also quite swinging to the roll&rock music. That this would show her bare lower body might be unavoidable.
She replied that she was well aware of this and that it was the intention. After all, this is a naturist resort, so no one can object. I also hope that there will be proper swinging. And so it was that her lower body was sometimes visible for a short time. Needless to say, she danced most of the evening. Years later, we moved to this naturist resort, where nudity was maintained.
Forty kilometres north of this resort is Cap d'Agde, also known for its huge naturist village. We also spent some holidays in this naturist village.
About 500 metres north of this village there is a section of beach where sex is openly practised. All kinds of sex.
This part of the beach is always very crowded and people are almost lying on top of each other.
And there are lots of single men walking around, just watching. Apart from that.
The evenings are more like a parade of extremely sexy dressed people. Basically a competition to see who is the most daring. Exactly what my wife liked to take part in, dressed in just a blouse and skirt or a sexy dress. With deep cleavage, of course. So deep that you could often see her nipples.
I remember it like it was yesterday.
Dressed only in a tight, short skirt and a blouse with a very low neckline, we were looking for a place at a high bar table with high chairs. The skirt was so tight that you could only sit comfortably on your bare bottom. Many ladies carried a towel with them to sit on. So did my wife.
She drew my attention to a friendly-looking man who seemed to want to know if he could see her pussy.
Put my leg over yours,' she said, 'so he can see it better. I did.
This man eventually joined us for a chat. After a while he took the liberty of stroking her thighs under the table top.
His hands apparently went higher because she told me he touched her pussy lips with his little finger.
Soon he asked me if he could go dancing with my wife.
I told him that it was not up to me and that I would have to ask her.
My wife stood up, took his hand and walked to the dance floor, which, unfortunately for me, was on the other side of the terrace.
After what seemed like half an hour, he brought her back.
He offered us a drink and told me how proud I should be of my wife.
Unfortunately he had to go to work, but he would have liked more.
I asked my wife if she had enjoyed dancing with him.
She told me that he was very bold and that she liked it. At the beginning, he pressed his cross against hers.
She: "As you can imagine, I didn't hesitate to respond in kind. He had a big boner. He grabbed my ass cheeks and felt that he lifted my skirt a little. I kissed him because I liked what he was doing. Of course he took it as encouragement to go on. He said he saw I wasn't even wearing a string and asked me if he wasn't embarrassing me in front of the people sitting there.
Why should I, I told him, when several women here clearly show that they have nothing on under their clothes, I replied.
He slowly pulled up my skirt and placed his hands on my half-bare bottom. I kissed him again, hoping he would continue. And as I kissed him, he pulled my skirt up over my hips. The audience applauded.
He took my hands, raised my arms and turned me around so that my pussy became also visible. It was only a moment as he pressed himself against me again, kissing me as he massaged my bare bottom. When the song ended, we got another round of applause.”
Early in 2023, all my settings disappeared.
To read (and view) my contributions advanced search for author "dinoo".
We visited frequently a club. (www.kasteelwaterloo.nl)
It became "our" club.
To read (and view) my contributions advanced search for author "dinoo".
We visited frequently a club. (www.kasteelwaterloo.nl)
It became "our" club.
Re: flirting/naughty dancing
Thant is a hot story.dinoo wrote: ↑Tue May 28, 2024 7:05 amHe slowly pulled up my skirt and placed his hands on my half-bare bottom. I kissed him again, hoping he would continue. And as I kissed him, he pulled my skirt up over my hips. The audience applauded.
He took my hands, raised my arms and turned me around so that my pussy became also visible. It was only a moment as he pressed himself against me again, kissing me as he massaged my bare bottom. When the song ended, we got another round of applause.”