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Here are three fantastic images of outdoor peeks. Enjoy!

Back then

Back then, they had a friend they liked spending time with. Special times.

Gulp!

Marge Monday: Bailing out Homer

Homer is always getting himself into debt and trouble. He drinks at Moe's every day, sometimes twice a day, and racks up quite a bar tab. He's also gotten arrested so many times for DUI and other public misdemeanors that's he's regularly in and out of the Springfield jail. Sometimes the Simpson's just don't have the extra money to bail out Homer and Marge must use her other assets.

Once, Homer got in big trouble with Fat Tony, but Marge was able to change their mind.

She often turns to Artie, a self-made millionaire, who has had a raging crush on her since high school. And of course Moe, the tavern owner, who also carries a torch for Marge. 

Did you ever wonder why both men are so overwhelmingly smitten with her, even though she's married with three children? Most guys would move on, but Marge gives Artie and Moe something that keeps them coming back for more.  

Some might think she's doing it only for Homer, but secretly, she doesn't mind. She likes being the focus of men's sexual desires. She likes her body, and showing it off. And she really likes sex. 

Flash!

Looks like a fun day to flash.

Sharing is caring

Two women sharing a toy: very very sexy.

After Church

Warmer Thoughts

Now that it's cold just about everywhere in the northern hemisphere, we thought we'd send a warming memory of the nude beach. 

She was lying on her back, soaking up sun, she'd gone topless, and had undone the strings on her bikini bottoms. She decided to snap a photo, so she could remember this beautiful day. Sun, surf, smiles. The simple things that make life a thrill.

Dripping

Husband inspects the load left in his wife by a stranger as she sucks off another guy.

Thong

They were staying over as guests and would be sleeping on the couch that folded out into a bed. Their host gave them some clean sheet to use. She started to make the bed, and he took a photo, knowing they'd have exciting travel sex in their new bed.

Outdoor Cuties Retro

Some real cuties from back in the day, outdoors, enjoying the sun, smiling for the camera. Would love to go camping with these two.

Passed Out After Party

It was a prety hard night of drinking, and she crashed on the couch. When we came in to check on her, we realized she hadn't been wearing underwear. 

Sultry and satisfied

She has just been fucked really really good. That exhausting, multi-hour marathon sessions of sex in every position, every angle, every speed, every orifice, ending with him cumming on her face. He got up to go to the bathroom, and she still lay in bed, satisfied and feeling sultry. She reached for the camera and held it arm's length, above her to document the moment.

Puss in Boots

Lingerie and leather boots. A winning combination.

Much to her surprise

They were at a party, all drinking and having fun, and talk turned to sex, which turned to "have you ever...." And when Allie said that she'd never had a girl go down on her, Mackenzie said "here's your chance," and Allie just laughed and said, "sure," thinking it was all a joke, and that she was drunk and just bluffing. But the next think she knew, Mackenzie had her head between Allie's legs, pushing up her skirt and pulling aside her panties. Still, in the split-second this was happening, Allie's brain was saying: "this is not happening."

Her whole body jumped when she felt, for the very first time, the soft, wet, tip of another girl's tongue on her clitoris. The tongue flicked up and down, as fingertips parted her folds. Allie gasped. She was shocked that she was suddenly being licked by another girl. She never would have thought something like this would happen, and never, in a million years, that it'd happen at a party, as others watched. She was so shocked that she couldn't even say a word or move a muscle. She just sat, legs parted, as Mackenzie gave her oral sex. 

To her greatest surprise, she suddenly found herself unable to control her body. The gentle sensation of Mackenzie's tongue on her clitoris was too much. She started to orgasm right there. 

Wheeeeeee!

Swinging at night at local playground. Flashing. Fun.

Skin diving

Skin diving is and older term for scuba diving. A good term indeed.

Marge Monday: Feeling Frisky

In the morning, getting ready, Marge goes to the bathroom mirror, where she is joined by Homer for a surprise.

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Suit on or off?

I'm not sure if she's trying to take her swim suit on or off or just readjusting.... it's pretty sexy whatever it is she's doing!

Favorite Position

This has got to be my favorite position. At least, right now.

Yummy!

How lovely and so inviting. I want to run my tongue up her folds and nibble on that beautiful clitoris.

So Sweet

I'd seen one or two of these shots before, but when I finally gathered the series, just had to post. First, because she is so sweet and pretty. But also, as readers know, we love images that tell stories. 

You can see she's taking self-snaps. Some hand-held, and some with a self-timer. She's got a mirror on the wall, and a desk and bed. There's a dresser in the closet, which usually means living in a studio apartment or a dorm room. So, she's probably in college. Maybe bored or needs a study break. Is she making these pictures for her own amusement, or going to email them to someone?

Either way, sexy!

Blonde Girlfriend

There's something very sweet and sexy about her blonde hair cascading down between her lovely breasts. 

Bottoms up!

When she goes to bed wearing only white stockings and presents her backside to be taken, I know exactly what she wants.

Newlyweds

Sarah and Steve, newlyweds, discover that they are nudists at heart. Aren't they just adorable? They look so happy and in love.

Birthday

She got her birthday wish, and she loved it.

Caught at Home

Patricia had a job that she had to be at by 7:30 am, and I was working much later in the day, getting home late, and sleeping in until 10 or 11am. When I stayed over at her house, I rarely  heard her shower and leave in the morning. By the time I got up, her coffee was already cold. But once I woke up because I had to pee, and as I walked down the hall from the bedroom to the bathroom, I noticed that she was in the "office," the smaller second room, at her desk, with her laptop. She was so caught up in watching porn on her laptop that she hadn't heard my footsteps. I really had to pee, but I froze, and just watched her watching porn. Her feet were propped up and her legs parted. She was rubbing herself as she watched. It was one of the hottest things I've ever seen. And I didn't want to break her personal morning moment.

As badly as I had to pee, I slipped back to bed, and waited until I heard the backdoor shut and her car pull out of the driveway.

After she left, it wasn't hard to turn her laptop back on and quickly find what she'd been watching. I had a private moment of my own, made even hotter knowing that just a half hour before, she'd masturbated to the same porn in the same chair. I thought about her, and then her watching me, and it was so sexy.

Marge Monday: Special Snuggles

I love how Marge is always suggesting to Homer to go upstairs for "special snuggles." After years of marriage and three kids, some couples loose the flame of desire. This image seems to perfectly capture the tender intimacy, and red-hot passion Marge has for her husband, Homer, and that he has for her.

Packed for vacation

For her vacation to Hawaii, she packed new purple lingerie. 

Sultry

The Surprise

We had been going out for a year, and had gotten to a point in our sex lives where we were comfortable sharing fantasies and exploring new ideas. College seemed the place for new ideas and to try  new things. 

One thing she talked about was being tied up and blind folded. She loved the idea of being restrained, and she also liked the idea of being looked at but not being able to see. In a way, a surrender of control, being exposed to hungry eyes and hands, but not being able to see who was looking at her or what they would do to her. The surrender of control and being at the mercy of someone else was a turn on for her. Her heart raced as she anticipated being that exposed and vulnerable to the unexpected touch. 

She explained that it wasn't as much an exhibitionist side. She loved the idea of being looked at as something sexual and desirable. But it was more than being looked at. For her, if she was the sexual object and only being seen, she was still in control. In fact, she was more powerful. What she wanted, she told me, was something much different. She wanted to give up all control, to a point where she was helpless to control the situation, to be ignorant of who or what was touching her. To try to guess what was happening or would happen next. It was a form of mental excitement for her as much as physical. 

So I agreed to try to fulfill her fantasy. I put some blankets on her coffee table, and a pillow, then had her strip naked and lay back.  I had her wear her sleeping mask, so she couldn't see, and then bound her wrists and ankles with some nylon chord.

She seemed relaxed and ready for whatever happened next. That's when my surprise came. When explaining her fantasy, she'd hinted many times about the idea of a stranger seeing her tied up, and even touching her. She loved the idea of having her private parts seen and even touched by someone who she didn't even know, couldn't even see, and would never see again. She said it wouldn't be cheating, because cheating was based on fidelity. And fidelity was a psychological concept of commitment. She reasoned that she wouldn't be cheating if she didn't know who she was cheating with.

Perhaps I wanted to believe her, or to make her happy. Maybe I was also a little turned on by the idea of her being a total sex object to someone else. It's like you don't want to see your girlfriend sleep with your best friend and then fall for him and dump you. And even if she stayed with you after sleeping with your friend, it could be weird, but if it was with a stranger, and if she didn't even know who was touching her, and just could feel the pure physical touch, and not any of the personal connection to someone else as an individual, then it was more like watching your girlfriend as like a porn star. Sort of like it wasn't her, but the image of her in a sexual situation. In any case, she wanted to be tied up naked. And there she was, on the coffee table of her dorm room, naked and bound and blind folded.

I told her I had to go get something I forgot quickly and would be back. I knew the waiting was part of the mental game for her. The anticipation was more thrilling than anything else. So I stepped out of the dorm room.

I realized if this was going to happen, it needed to happen fast and without any thought. Thinking would only introduce hesitation, and hesitation would kill it. So I simply decided to walk down the dorm hall, out the door and approach the first male student I randomly came across. that was the only way. It had to be random. Could be a nerd, a big fat kid, a nervous freshman, a jock, an average joe. Didn't matter. 

So, trying to put as little thought into it as possible, I walked right up to the first guy I saw, and said, "My girlfriend is naked in her dorm room, tied up and blindfolded. She wants a stranger to come in. Do you want to be that guy?" 

The funny thing was, I said it so fast, that I thought the guy either hadden't heard me or thought I was messing with him. He looked at me for a second, and then shrugged. "Yeah, ok."

So it was on. We were walking the 100 yards back to her dorm. I told him some basic rules of the fantasy: 

1) this wasn't going to be long. Just come in, and stay no more than 10 minutes. He wasn't going to get a relationship, just a look and maybe a feel.

2) No talking. He couldn't reveal himself to her and had to stay as anonymous as possible.

3) No pain. We weren't into abuse or kinky degradation. No choking, no hitting. None of that shit.

We were at her door by the time I finished. He nodded to the terms. He was tall, much taller than me. Sort of an athletic type, not a jock, but maybe someone who raced bikes or a swimmer. He had that long lean figure. And had a sense of confidence about him, without arrogance. He seemed pretty relaxed, really.

When we opened the door, we slipped in quietly. She knew I'd returned because her body trembled. Her nippled were pinched with excitement. I knew she'd been thinking about my return, and knowing that she didn't know what was next. So far, my guest was a secret. He stood silently and took in the sight of her naked and tied on the coffee table. Next thing I knew, he'd slipped off his shorts and t-shirt and walked over, silently to her. He bent over her, and almost delicately, touched her stomach. His hands slid smoothly across her belly, and ran up to her breasts. I watched her shudder in response. She was smiling just slightly, but also very intense as each new touch came at an unexpected time. Perhaps she could tell just by the touch that these were hand feeling her small, pert breasts for the very first time?

The guest bent down closer, really getting a good look at her body. His hand ran down over the stubble of her shaved pussy. This caused her to squirm and bite her lip. She was clearly turned on. I knew she was wet between her legs. She was totally excited, and truth be told, I was really enjoying seeing the guest slowly touch and explore her like she was some new and precious treasure. 

I turned my camera on silent mode, and snapped a photo of him bent over her, touching her.

Then things started happening, and I wasn't sure if she or I were actually expecting it'd go like this. Stroking her had turned him on and he was hard. Suddenly he straddled the table with his long legs, over her, and presented his hard cock to her lips.

Still tied she couldn't touch him. Blindfolded, she couldn't see him. Could she tell just by her lips on his cock head that it was a different penis than mine? Could she snell him? Did he have a different musk? If she had any idea that this was a new guy and that I was merely watching from the sidelines, she made no indication. Her lips wrapped around the head of his big erection, as he slowly pumped his hips. As he stroked himself, I suddenly realized maybe he was going to cum. right into my girlfriend's mouth and over her face. I hadn't thought of that before. It was suddenly occurring to me that it wasn't just my girlfriend who was surrendering control, but also me. If I was to keep the secret guest a secret, I had to keep quiet and let him shove his cock in my girlfriend's face. She certainly wasn't complaining and was sucking and slurping as much as she could without the use of her hands. 

I snapped a second photo of her like this. Seeing it was actually pretty hot. She seemed so passive, yet enjoying the moment. 

But then he pulled back and with her legs raised, positioned his cock at her pussy. It was clearly wet and glistening with her excitement. It was what I would have done, if ready to fuck my girlfriend. But it wasn't me. It was like seeing myself with her, but knowing it was some stranger who was about to penetrate my girlfriend. It was an intense moment. Part of me wanted to stop it from happening, and part of me (maybe the more porn side) wanted to see that big cock push right into her tight, shaved snatch.

I had to take another image. It was too much. Seeing her laid back, still tied, about to get penetrated. Her jaw is tight; she's anticipating so much the sensation of being filled.

He wasn't penetrating though, just rubbing the tip in and down the length of her moist lips, coating his cock in her juices, teasing her almost. She was whimpering now, not in pain, but in anticipation. He seemed to know that she wanted it, but that she was savoring the withholding. I wondered how long he would tease her and if he'd cum outside her pussy and leave her like that, or push it in and give it to her. She was wondering the same thing, no doubt. 

But our guest had an entirely different idea. He wasn't teasing her as much as he was making his cock wet and slick with her pussy juices, because with one slight readjustment, his cock head was not pushing into her pussy, but into her ass. Before I could even notice what was happening, his cock head was already an inch up her butt. Her legs were pushed back, her knees drawn to her chest. Bound, she was helpless to resist. But she wasn't resisting. She seemed in total bliss.

I snapped a photo as if to make sure this was really happening. I thought maybe I wasn't seeing right. Maybe he was in her pussy? I stepped closer quietly to get a better view, but that just confirmed that in fact he was now several inches in her backside.

We'd never done anal because my last girlfriend had hated it. It had always hurt her and she swore it was the most painful thing she'd ever experienced. My current girlfriend had never brought it up and I guess I'd just assumed she didn't like it either and that it would be painful and that maybe it was more an invention of hard core porn than something regular couples did. But apparently my girlfriend's tight ass relaxed enough to let in the large cock of the stranger. With slow, firm stokes, he was fucking her good and steady. Such a strange sensation seeing her getting it in the ass, and yet having never given it to her, not being able to connect. It felt weird. If I had any control of the situation it was now completely gone. 

I never said the guy could have her ass, but then, I never said he couldn't. He just took. And from what I could see, she was really enjoying being taken. I was only a few feet from the coffee table and took one last photo, clearly showing his cock pushing into her asshole, her shaved pussy lips in full view. Her eyes still covered by the sleeping mask. She was moaning deeply. Could she tell it was a stranger fucking her? Probably. He was so much taller than me and his cock was both longer and thicker. And he was more confident, clearly someone who could put his cock in her ass without hesitation and apparently give it to her to where she was moaning and groaning and starting to cum in a long slow, but intense orgasm, as she repeated, "don't stop, don't stop." He kept going, slow, strong, pushing in and out of her as she continued to cum. Then his body tensed. With a few quick jerks and spasms, I could tell he'd shot his load deep up her ass. 

Then, the 10 promised minutes up and his cock spent, he pulled out and dressed as fast as he'd undressed and without a single word or even eye contact, was out the door.

My girlfriend lay there as she'd been, her arms back and bound, she knees up to her chest. Her ass rosy from the use, and leaking a little bit of cum. She was still floating on the waves of her orgasm. Not knowing what else to say, I called out, "I'mo going to go wash up." 

Surely she knew she'd just had her fantasy fulfilled of being taken by a total stranger. And he'd taken her much more than either of us had expected. But she had to have known. Yet, we were a couple and we had agreed not to cheat. And so we'd go on as if I'd been the one who took her, and our private bedroom life was still private. She knew there were about 40,000 students at our college, half of them men. That was 20,000 cocks that might have been in her ass. She loved the fact that she didn't know who's it was. It didn't matter to her, only that she'd surrendered and been taken.  

But to me, it never was anonymous. Even if I didn't know the dude's name or anything about him, it was clearly his cock, and no one else's. It wasn't an abstract fantasy, it was a specific time and place and moment when I watched another guy fuck my girlfriend. It was disturbing to me, but that power also made it really emotionally charged and even erotic. I had 5 photos on my camera. I would never show them to her, because her fantasy was in not knowing. But as I took my camera to the bathroom and looked at the images again and again, I realized my fantasy was in knowing what had happend and how and where and when. I was pretty sure we'd never do anything like it again; it was enough for both of us. But what I didn't realize is that I'd go back to the photos, and use them to get turned on and touch myself while looking at them. If I didn't have the photos, then I might have felt like the whole thing was a dream, or made up, or just a porn movie I'd seen. But having them, in all there exact detail--even the fact that the dude never took off his white socks while boning her--keeps the moment forever in the moment. 

The Brady Bunch: Mike and Carol

I guess it's safe to say that two people who each have three kids from former marragies would have a healthy sexual libido. So, it'd be no surprise that Mike and Carol Brady have an active sex life in the bedroom. But, on the show, they always seemed to climb into bed and talk about whatever minor and momentary drama the kids were going through. When did they not talk about the kids and get their freak on?

Supposedly, the Brady Bunch was the first TV shows to show a married couple in bed together. I can't attest if that's true, but it certainly did show the couple in bed, together, in their funny PJs.

I love that these faked images finally reveal what would have been going on in a real scene of usband and wife.

"Mike, I'm ready for bed, won't you join me?"
"I've got a lot of these bills to pay, honey."

"Mike, dear, I said I'm ready... don't you want to join me."
"Oh... that's what you had in mind!"

Changing at the Beach

After swimming in the ocean, she changed into a sundress. Her swimming suit would have only made her sundress wet, so she peeled it off and stuffed it in her bag. As she bent over, she gave me, and perhaps a few people, a peek of her lovely folds. I don't think she was intending to flash me or anyone, but it was sexy and I snapped a photo just in time. I think the other woman thought I was taking her photo of her in her bikini and scowled at me. Little did she know, that's not where my camera was focused.

Still Feels It

After being fucked good and hard, and her boyfriend shooting his load inside her. She likes to feel it in her ass, ramming herself with her toy, as his cum seeps out of her and drips down her crack. She fantasies she is being taken by multiple men. Her second orgasm, triggered by her ass play, is always twice as intense as her first orgasm from sex.