surfandsand
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When it’s Friday and you want to get dressed up but the only place you’re going is to bed...
https://imgur.com/a/ViqLLGE
I'm ready for bed.
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When it’s Friday and you want to get dressed up but the only place you’re going is to bed...
https://imgur.com/a/ViqLLGE
Why dress up, if only to go to bed? I think these photos answer that question irrefutably. Even if you'll lose the nightie soon (and I hope you will), what a sight you are in it.When it’s Friday and you want to get dressed up but the only place you’re going is to bed...
https://imgur.com/a/ViqLLGE


When it’s Friday and you want to get dressed up but the only place you’re going is to bed...
https://imgur.com/a/ViqLLGE

When it’s Friday and you want to get dressed up but the only place you’re going is to bed...
https://imgur.com/a/ViqLLGE
When it’s Friday and you want to get dressed up but the only place you’re going is to bed...
https://imgur.com/a/ViqLLGE
Yes beautiful. Wish I was going to bed with you.When it’s Friday and you want to get dressed up but the only place you’re going is to bed...
https://imgur.com/a/ViqLLGE
Let's get dressed, to get undressed.When it’s Friday and you want to get dressed up but the only place you’re going is to bed...
https://imgur.com/a/ViqLLGE
ah... lazy sundays... in the company of your beautiful body? what could be better?I love lazy Sundays. Sleeping in, cuddling. My husband has given in that on Sundays his clothes are also mine - soft and oversized, smelling of him. He doesn’t seem to mind...
https://imgur.com/a/5dWxXqr
https://imgur.com/a/TfnUXEh
I love lazy Sundays. Sleeping in, cuddling. My husband has given in that on Sundays his clothes are also mine - soft and oversized, smelling of him. He doesn’t seem to mind...
https://imgur.com/a/5dWxXqr
https://imgur.com/a/TfnUXEh
His clothes might be soft but you are making things quite hard over this way. Enjoy your day.I love lazy Sundays. Sleeping in, cuddling. My husband has given in that on Sundays his clothes are also mine - soft and oversized, smelling of him. He doesn’t seem to mind...
https://imgur.com/a/5dWxXqr
https://imgur.com/a/TfnUXEh
You enjoy his scent. Do you give them back with your own fragrance? I'd sure wear them afterward.I love lazy Sundays. Sleeping in, cuddling. My husband has given in that on Sundays his clothes are also mine - soft and oversized, smelling of him. He doesn’t seem to mind...
https://imgur.com/a/5dWxXqr
https://imgur.com/a/TfnUXEh

I love lazy Sundays. Sleeping in, cuddling. My husband has given in that on Sundays his clothes are also mine - soft and oversized, smelling of him. He doesn’t seem to mind...
https://imgur.com/a/5dWxXqr
https://imgur.com/a/TfnUXEh
And if you're real good
https://imgur.com/a/NfPltm3
I'll make you feel good
https://imgur.com/a/aWFJdfk
Ah, to be a snowboard instructor when you're on the mountain, T&F. I'll bet he still remembers you fondly.First of all thanks for all the lovely words. You know how to make a girl feel special! I love that everything is loved in here - dressing up, dressing down, of course, undressing - cleavage, side boob, under boob, nipples through shirts, lingerie and exposed.
Making a little room for another thing that gets me going - talking about my sex life past and present. I got a specific request to tell the story about a the run between myself and my snowboarding instructors cock. There isn’t much snowboarding in this story folks. Promise a new pic to come soon!
Trying to snowboard was about the dumbest decision I ever made. I’m pretty unathletic with a lack of coordination being my worst issue. But damn was one of the instructors hot. I can immediately recall his tan skin and thick chocolate brown hair that was and inch or two longer than the yuppy guys I worked with. I pretty much spent my morning slamming into him 100x because I couldn’t for the life of me learn to control my board. I was making him laugh though, cracking jokes each time he lifted me off my increasingly sore butt.
And then a miracle - a white out started down the mountain, a collective vote to go eat and drink, an invitation for the intstructors to join.
Margaritas and tequila shots lead to laughing and flirting which led to an invitation to our hotel bar. I will never forget his playful puppy dog smile - his whole aura was like a chocolate lab - with no care in the world. I had changed into jeans and a skimpy halter top and his first move was to gently stroke my clavicle, run his hand over my shoulder and down my arm. He moved to stand between my legs spreading them wider on the stool, placing his hands mid thigh and then running them gently up and down. He was patiently stroking my body, giving me that rugged goofy smile, waiting to see if I bit. I reached out and brushed some hair behind his ear running my finger along his neck before I pulled my hand back. But he was ready and encircled my wrist in his hand.
The look on his face shifted just a bit as he gripped my ass with his other hand and pulled me to the front of the stool. Keeping my hand gripping my wrist he placed it behind his head as he rubbed his hard cock against my thigh. He asked how close my room was. A whole minute later I was asking my roommate if she was fine to hang out at the bar for awhile. She just laughed and slapped me on my ass.
I started walking towards the hall to my room and he took my hand. It surprised me and I could feel how big my smile was as I looked at him. He pulled me into him and gave me an incredible kiss. Not a nervous kiss or an aggressive “we need to fuck now” kiss, just a glorious “I love kissing” kiss. A whole crew of people walked buy yelling get a room. We broke apart laughing.
When I heard the door click behind him I turned around to face him. He gently touched my face and then reached behind my neck and slowly untied my halter and pulled my shirt down to my waist. Taking a step closer he reached behind and swiftly removed my strapless bra. Throughout the night it would be clear that being a snow boarding instructor has done really well for him in terms of extra perks, not a moment he didn’t know what he was doing. He cupped my tits in his hands gently squeezing them,rolling his thumbs over my nipples. The first pass my breath hitched, but they got harder each time and eventually a whimper escaped. He asked if I was wet. I blushed EVERYWHERE. He began to undo my pants and I slid out of them and pulled my top the rest of the way off.
Standing just in my thong, he reaches between my legs running his finger along my lips. So fucking wet. He rolls my thong down my legs and then lifts me in his arms and lays me on the bed crawling up after me immediately burying his face in my pussy. Long wet licks covering all of me, making me squirm, until he finds my clit. He was like a human vibrator, resolved to work my clit until I came. His hands moving to my nipples to continue their assault gentle rubbing with sporadic tugs. I was humming and bucking against his face. And then before I knew it I was cumming.
I was still in the midst of the shakes I get after when he began stripping, pulling his sweater over his head. Pants off. Boxers off. It felt like in the amount of time he pulled the one string of my halter top, he had stripped to his bare ass and and of course his hard cock.
I patted the bed next to me and he jumped right in. The one thing I remember him saying was how much he loved watching my tits bounce. I laughed and told him to lay back. Positioning myself between his now spread legs I took one tiny lick, just the precum off the head of his cock. And then I took him in mouth deeper and deeper. He fit my mouth perfect with me able to take all of him in fairly comfortable. After a few deep sucks I set a pace - sliding down his shaft and sucking hard as I slide back up, taking turns torturing his head with my tongue. I’ve been blowing him for awhile and he’s growing harder in my mouth and I’m struggling to keep the pace up, pretty sore from the day’s earlier activities.
I feel his hand firmly grip my head guiding me deeper on his cock. I moan in appreciation keeping my mouth tight sucking and pulsing, my tongue working where he likes. The moan gave him the signal to set the pace he wanted, faster, a little harder. I shifted to where I could get a hand free to play with his balls. He liked that, started grunting, breath catching. And eventually the classic announcement/question combo - I’m gonna cum where do you want it? I rolled off him on to my back and he took over his cock. I started playing with my tits, making them jiggle. He laughed and repositioned himself over me. It wasn’t long before he was spraying my tits with his load.
Ever the gentleman he got me a warm wet wash cloth and gently wiped my chest and in between my legs. He tucked me in bed pulling the blankets tight around me. I watched him dress really getting to admire his athletic body for the first time. Before he put his shoes on he crawled back on the bed and kissed me. What was meant to be a good bye kiss dragged on into something deeper and more playful. He had me moaning again. He broke it off laughing. He called me trouble and said he had an early wake up time and that he’d see me in the morning for my next lesson. I joked that apparently I’m better at snowboarding instructors than snowboarding and that I’d be spending the following day at the spa. That garnered me one real goodbye kiss. I asked that he wave to my roommate as he passed the bar if she hadn’t already made it to someone else’s room. Minus the few hours of snowboarding it remains to this day one of my favorite vacations.

great story!First of all thanks for all the lovely words. You know how to make a girl feel special! I love that everything is loved in here - dressing up, dressing down, of course, undressing - cleavage, side boob, under boob, nipples through shirts, lingerie and exposed.
Making a little room for another thing that gets me going - talking about my sex life past and present. I got a specific request to tell the story about a the run between myself and my snowboarding instructors cock. There isn’t much snowboarding in this story folks. Promise a new pic to come soon!
Trying to snowboard was about the dumbest decision I ever made. I’m pretty unathletic with a lack of coordination being my worst issue. But damn was one of the instructors hot. I can immediately recall his tan skin and thick chocolate brown hair that was and inch or two longer than the yuppy guys I worked with. I pretty much spent my morning slamming into him 100x because I couldn’t for the life of me learn to control my board. I was making him laugh though, cracking jokes each time he lifted me off my increasingly sore butt.
And then a miracle - a white out started down the mountain, a collective vote to go eat and drink, an invitation for the intstructors to join.
Margaritas and tequila shots lead to laughing and flirting which led to an invitation to our hotel bar. I will never forget his playful puppy dog smile - his whole aura was like a chocolate lab - with no care in the world. I had changed into jeans and a skimpy halter top and his first move was to gently stroke my clavicle, run his hand over my shoulder and down my arm. He moved to stand between my legs spreading them wider on the stool, placing his hands mid thigh and then running them gently up and down. He was patiently stroking my body, giving me that rugged goofy smile, waiting to see if I bit. I reached out and brushed some hair behind his ear running my finger along his neck before I pulled my hand back. But he was ready and encircled my wrist in his hand.
The look on his face shifted just a bit as he gripped my ass with his other hand and pulled me to the front of the stool. Keeping my hand gripping my wrist he placed it behind his head as he rubbed his hard cock against my thigh. He asked how close my room was. A whole minute later I was asking my roommate if she was fine to hang out at the bar for awhile. She just laughed and slapped me on my ass.
I started walking towards the hall to my room and he took my hand. It surprised me and I could feel how big my smile was as I looked at him. He pulled me into him and gave me an incredible kiss. Not a nervous kiss or an aggressive “we need to fuck now” kiss, just a glorious “I love kissing” kiss. A whole crew of people walked buy yelling get a room. We broke apart laughing.
When I heard the door click behind him I turned around to face him. He gently touched my face and then reached behind my neck and slowly untied my halter and pulled my shirt down to my waist. Taking a step closer he reached behind and swiftly removed my strapless bra. Throughout the night it would be clear that being a snow boarding instructor has done really well for him in terms of extra perks, not a moment he didn’t know what he was doing. He cupped my tits in his hands gently squeezing them,rolling his thumbs over my nipples. The first pass my breath hitched, but they got harder each time and eventually a whimper escaped. He asked if I was wet. I blushed EVERYWHERE. He began to undo my pants and I slid out of them and pulled my top the rest of the way off.
Standing just in my thong, he reaches between my legs running his finger along my lips. So fucking wet. He rolls my thong down my legs and then lifts me in his arms and lays me on the bed crawling up after me immediately burying his face in my pussy. Long wet licks covering all of me, making me squirm, until he finds my clit. He was like a human vibrator, resolved to work my clit until I came. His hands moving to my nipples to continue their assault gentle rubbing with sporadic tugs. I was humming and bucking against his face. And then before I knew it I was cumming.
I was still in the midst of the shakes I get after when he began stripping, pulling his sweater over his head. Pants off. Boxers off. It felt like in the amount of time he pulled the one string of my halter top, he had stripped to his bare ass and and of course his hard cock.
I patted the bed next to me and he jumped right in. The one thing I remember him saying was how much he loved watching my tits bounce. I laughed and told him to lay back. Positioning myself between his now spread legs I took one tiny lick, just the precum off the head of his cock. And then I took him in mouth deeper and deeper. He fit my mouth perfect with me able to take all of him in fairly comfortable. After a few deep sucks I set a pace - sliding down his shaft and sucking hard as I slide back up, taking turns torturing his head with my tongue. I’ve been blowing him for awhile and he’s growing harder in my mouth and I’m struggling to keep the pace up, pretty sore from the day’s earlier activities.
I feel his hand firmly grip my head guiding me deeper on his cock. I moan in appreciation keeping my mouth tight sucking and pulsing, my tongue working where he likes. The moan gave him the signal to set the pace he wanted, faster, a little harder. I shifted to where I could get a hand free to play with his balls. He liked that, started grunting, breath catching. And eventually the classic announcement/question combo - I’m gonna cum where do you want it? I rolled off him on to my back and he took over his cock. I started playing with my tits, making them jiggle. He laughed and repositioned himself over me. It wasn’t long before he was spraying my tits with his load.
Ever the gentleman he got me a warm wet wash cloth and gently wiped my chest and in between my legs. He tucked me in bed pulling the blankets tight around me. I watched him dress really getting to admire his athletic body for the first time. Before he put his shoes on he crawled back on the bed and kissed me. What was meant to be a good bye kiss dragged on into something deeper and more playful. He had me moaning again. He broke it off laughing. He called me trouble and said he had an early wake up time and that he’d see me in the morning for my next lesson. I joked that apparently I’m better at snowboarding instructors than snowboarding and that I’d be spending the following day at the spa. That garnered me one real goodbye kiss. I asked that he wave to my roommate as he passed the bar if she hadn’t already made it to someone else’s room. Minus the few hours of snowboarding it remains to this day one of my favorite vacations.
And if you're real good
https://imgur.com/a/NfPltm3
I'll make you feel good
https://imgur.com/a/aWFJdfk

When you’re planning for a fun family soak and then you get left all alone and the girls want to come out and play...
https://imgur.com/a/F5EKuFf
https://imgur.com/a/THpojHF

