My wife's nudity in the park on a summer night

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was the summer of 2005. After dinner, my wife and I were about to go out for a stroll to cool off. My wife suggested we take a shower first, and I agreed. I quickly showered and waited for her outside. After a while, she asked me to bring her clothes in. I hurriedly found her skirt, and just as I was about to grab her underwear, a strange thought popped into my head: what would it be like for my wife to go out in public without underwear? My heart skipped a beat, so I decided not to give her any underwear.
I took the skirt to the bathroom. My wife asked, "Where are your underwear?" I said, "Don't wear them." She was shocked and said, "Are you crazy? What if someone sees us?" I said, "It's okay, you're still wearing your skirt, no one will see." My wife probably found it a bit thrilling, so she didn't insist anymore. She put on the skirt and came out of the bathroom. As we were about to go out, an even more absurd thought suddenly popped into my head, and it grew stronger and stronger. I told her I was going to get something, and she said, "Hurry up." I went to the bedroom to get the camera. Digital cameras were still rare where we lived; we had a traditional film camera. I put it behind my back, and my wife didn't notice. We went out. Once on the street, my wife was very nervous because she wasn't wearing underwear, constantly worried someone would see. I reassured her, saying it was okay, that even during the day, as long as she didn't lift her skirt, no one would notice. I suggested we go for a walk in the park. My wife agreed, as I was worried the streetlights would be too bright and someone would see us.
So we went to the park, unaware that she was walking into my trap. After walking for a while, I magically produced the camera from behind my back and said, "Let me take a picture of you." My wife was surprised and asked when I got the camera. I said, "Just now when we left. A couple of night scene photos would be beautiful." My wife posed for two photos. Then I whispered in her ear, "Lift up your skirt and let me take two more pictures." My wife said, "Absolutely not! You've really gone crazy today. How can I face anyone if they see this?" I suggested we find a secluded spot where no one could see us, just two pictures, okay? My wife, unable to resist my persistent questioning, insisted on just two. I agreed. We walked to a small flower wall, and I said, "Let's do it here; nobody's around." She nervously looked around, then stood with her back to me beside the flower wall. I suggested she lift her skirt up, and she asked, "Is nobody here?" I assured her, "Nobody's watching." She lifted her skirt, revealing her large, white, and tender buttocks. My heart pounded, and I was so nervous I almost dropped the camera. My wife's buttocks were beautiful—round, firm, and felt wonderful to touch. I took a deep breath, calming my racing heart, and snapped a picture. My wife said, "Is that enough?" I said, "Squat down against the wall so I can take another one." She obediently squatted down against the wall, lifting her skirt, and I took another picture.
After those two, my wife and I weren't so nervous anymore, so I suggested we go over there and take two more from the front. Perhaps she was a little more comfortable, or maybe she found it exciting too. Anyway, she didn't object anymore. She turned around and sat against the wall, lifting her skirt to reveal her lush, green pubic hair for me to photograph. Just as I was about to take the picture, I suddenly saw someone walking towards us from behind my wife. Perhaps he saw the flash, or maybe he saw her bright, gleaming buttocks while I was taking pictures. Because my wife was facing me, she didn't notice anyone coming. I didn't tell her either, and took another picture of her vulva. After taking the picture, my wife had just put her skirt down and turned around when the person was almost in front of us, startling her. She didn't dare to lift her head and kept walking straight ahead. I quickly caught up with her and asked, "What's wrong?" She then looked up and said, "I was almost scared to death." I laughed and said he didn't see anything. It was so dark, no one could see anything. Besides, even if he did see something, what difference would it make? Such a beautiful butt and a slutty vulva, wouldn't it be a waste if only I could see them for the rest of my life? My wife wasn't so nervous anymore at this point and joked with me, "You said it yourself, one day I'll definitely let someone else see it, and you won't regret it then." Upon hearing my wife's words, my little brother inexplicably became erect. I quickly reached my hand into her smooth skirt and touched her wet pussy. My wife quickly pushed me away, saying, "There are so many people on the street, stop fooling around, it's getting late, let's go home."
Once home, I eagerly carried her to the bed, ripped off her skirt, and saw her wet pussy. I took off my clothes and climbed on top of her, saying as we made love, "Did that guy find it exciting to look at you? Did you really want someone else to fuck you?" She didn't answer, just hugged me tighter. I said again, "Tell me, I'm not angry. I really want to hear your true feelings." Because my penis is small, she often joked with me that it's really a little brother. So I asked her if she wanted a **** to fuck her. She finally couldn't control herself, thrusting her big ass upwards while saying, "Isn't it really exciting? Let **** fuck me!" I hugged her tightly, and we both reached orgasm. The next day when I asked her again, she denied it, saying she had lied to me that night. A few days later, I took many more nude photos of my wife at home with the remaining film, including many close-ups of her buttocks and genitals.
Since I didn't know how to develop the photos myself and was afraid to take them to a photo studio, the film just sat at home, which I regretted. I really wanted to see how the photos turned out, but there was nothing I could do. Then, several months later, I ran into a classmate from junior high school on the street. We hadn't seen each other since graduation, so we chatted and asked what we were doing now. I learned he was working at a photo studio, developing photos. A thought crossed my mind, but I didn't say anything at the time. When I got home, I thought about having him develop the film, but I was afraid he'd discover my secret. Then I thought he didn't know my wife, so I'd lie and say it belonged to someone else. Two days later
, I went to visit my classmate. After chatting for a while, I told him that a friend and his wife had taken some intimate photos and wanted them developed, asking if he could help me, even if the price was higher. My classmate said I was afraid to, worried about potential problems. I reassured him it was fine, that I knew the couple and they were safe, and that I wouldn't have let him develop the film if anything happened. He then agreed and asked me to bring the film over that evening. When we arrived at the photo studio that night, my classmate was on duty alone. Just as he was about to develop the film, he suddenly said, "If it's yours, it's free." I quickly said no, it's just a friend's film, and I'll charge you the usual rate. He then started developing it. After it was finished, my classmate looked at the photos, saying how beautiful they were. I saw others admiring my wife's nude photos, especially my classmate looking at her large, white buttocks and close-up of her wide-open vulva, and for some reason, he became inexplicably excited. That night, back home, my wife and I were both excited after seeing the photos, so we made love. While we were doing it, I said, "Your big ass and little cunt have been seen by others." My wife hugged me tightly, her buttocks thrusting upwards, and she soon reached orgasm. A little over a month later, my wife and I were strolling down the street when we suddenly ran into a classmate. He quickly greeted me, but when he got closer, he noticed my wife. After a moment's hesitation, he smiled and said, "Oh, your wife's here too!" My wife, unaware that he was the one who developed the photos, just smiled back and left. When we got home, I told my wife that he was the one who developed the photos. She was surprised and said how embarrassing it was, but didn't say anything more. A few days later, we ran into my classmate again. He smiled mischievously and said, "Your wife is really beautiful." He didn't say anything more. Later, he often came to our house. When he saw my wife, he would sometimes make a joke, sometimes pinch her breast, or pat her buttocks. My wife would always blush and walk away without saying a word. Every time this happened, I felt very excited and thrilled.

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