Years before OGC and OFC (Our Groping / Fucking Club), while my Sue was still feigning modesty and propriety and before I figured it all out, I had the challenge of creating a near-surprise birthday party for her. I was never sure if she was still in the closet or finally, firmly out-of-the-closet. Instead of trying to launch a true surprise party, I had her help me plan her own party. We agreed on having it in the open wall pavilion in the end of a public park the Saturday after her August birthday. Since we rented the pavilion, we could restrict access to it and close the wooded path for privacy. Hmmm, if she’s agreeing to that, we would really NEED privacy...
I still wasn’t sure I wanted to brazenly expose my beautiful, naked wife to the hordes. Weighing the PROs and CONs was a strain and the cause of many sleepless nights. I would plan the party, but the orgies and swinging... ?
We invited all our work and neighborhood friends, ultra conservative to so-called hedonists. Of course, we knew NOTHING about that lifestyle, yet. Once the guest list was done, I took over everything else for the un-surprise party. If she had stayed involved, she would have vetoed every plan.
Due to the mix of lifestyles, I arranged innocent party games suitable for kids and conservatives in the A.M. with a switch to adult games later. Sue had no idea just HOW adult I planned those games. Her sister Lois said she couldn’t come, as expected, since I asked everyone to bring risque outfits or skimpy swimsuits for sun and pool. Lois was then still extremely conservative about modesty and sex, but her husband, Joe, chomped at the bit to play and still lusted after Sue. This was before Lois’s Emancipation.
By 10:00 A.M. more than fifty people gathered. They all greeted Sue and left gifts on a table. The very ‘adult’ gifts had a small devil sticker on them, as requested. Kids and some adults rode the monkey bars, swings, spinner etc., in the usual way, and enjoyed the BBQ. About one P.M., the typical cake came out. This one was a rich and sweet, three-tier cannoli cake that was a big hit. The conservative people took the hint after the cake and started leaving, usually dragging their grudging kids along.
Now that just the hedonists, I mean adults, were left, the tone of the gathering changed. We stayed in the limited access, roofed community area that had only been opened two weeks earlier. The roped off private area assured us that no cops would interrupt us. So, short of crimes, we could do ANYTHING we wanted to do. This extended to the playground sets and the open clearing nearby. Unfortunately, the pool was on the public side of the ropes!
The kiddie sets took on new challenges without the kiddies. Those reluctant to expose their hidden clothes were now free to let loose. Some stripped to tiny bikinis, and many women became more active in their tiny skirts and cutoff tops. They all knew how to tease mere mortal men. Birthday girl Sue was in tiny loose, big legged shorts and a snug tank top. The top was ribbed to cling to her tiny, braless tits and cut off above her lowest ribs. Bending over showed less of her tits than her usual, stretched T-shirt, but teased us perfectly with the nicely rounded bottoms of her delicious hillocks. Yet it was her loose legging that gave me the most opportunity and would ultimately be her downfall, or excuse to expose. Panties, if she chose to wear any, would be visible in nearly every position.
Our playmate Reggie wore long jogging pants and a tight top that hugged her huge tits. She needed little reason to strip, so I focused on more difficult targets. One woman wore a bikini top that was far too small for her big tits. Every time she sneezed, real or forced, her top would burst open violently. Her sneezes were loud enough to get our attention so we watched her already hard-nippled tits SPRING out, drop, shake and dance while she recomposed herself and fought her tits back into the small top. Since she never turned away, we all appreciated the prolonged show she chose to perform for us.
Ruby had strangely chosen to wear a pleated pink mini skirt and short cut off, button down, no bra oversize shirt - both inside-out. She refused to explain, but finally skipped over to the monkey bars. She carelessly climbed up to an opening and hung from her knees - facing a crowd of mostly men. Her hair and arms hung down, her skirt fell right-side out and left her exposed to her waist, her nearly shear, tiny, white panties and swollen camel toe lit up in the bright sun.
Her shirt also was now right side out and covering her face, not her bared, beautiful tits. Perfectly sized and shaped, they were especially interesting to scrutinize shifted and inverted. Her tempting pussy was at mouth level. Before any of us could accept the invitation to suck her wet pussy thru her panties, she flipped down, stared at us quizzically a moment and, with a huge, satisfied grin, waved to Sue.
The wave removed Sue’s ability to deny seeing a second pair of bare tits at her party. That still wasn’t enough to get her to join them. Ruby shyly dropped her panties and loosened her shirt. She scurried up the bars again. When she hung from her knees this time, her shirt covered her face, not tits again, but she shook them to help the shirt fall higher, nearly off. Her skirt covered her sculpted abs, not her now very bare, very wet and very pretty, swelling pussy. After posing that way for a long minute, with her arms behind her back, she slid to hang from just her ankles so her legs formed a wide V, forcing her thick pussy to gape widely. Men and a few women lined up for dangling/hanging 69. Sue calmly watched her friend bare all and openly extract then suck cock or pussy. I couldn’t have planned it better! Thanks Ruby!
Sue climbed on a table and looked around. Another friend was on a swing in a ‘modest’ yet snug tube dress. Each time she pushed harder to fly higher, she let her skirt inch up and her top inch down over her bare, ample tits and hard nipples publically. After just three hard pushes, her skirt was at thigh top and her bare, smooth, wet pussy glistened in the bright sun. Two more pushes and the skirt was above her hips. She slid closer to the edge of the seat, spread her legs wider and bared her asshole on the upswings. Her closed eyes and dumb grin proved her joy and sense of sexual freedom. The same sense that Sue craved.
Another woman in a tiny, risque skirt slowly climbed the steps of the tall slide. A crowd gelled at the foot of the steps to look up, under the tiny skirt. To declare her false modesty, Ann did her best to keep her knees together as she climbed. Her slow pace and high steps gave all viewers a long look at her bare bubble butt with a brief peek at her pussy with each step. She lingered at the top before finally sitting on the slide. She raised her arms and bumped herself forward. As she slid down the spiral slide, her tiny skirt leapt up to her hips and left her diamond shaped pubes and bald pussy exposed all the way down. Yum! As she sat at the bottom of the slide, feet against her ass, dress at her hips, she quibbled ‘No one looked up my skirt or saw my pussy. Right?’ Yeah right!
Sue jumped off the table and looked for an innocent way to join the fun. Ruby was now on the spinner so Sue ran over and hopped on sharply then scooted it faster. That set the spinner moving at high speed which nearly threw Ruby off. Her reversed skirt billowed behind her and frequently flipped up her back. No one objected to her exposed, jiggling, bare, ass. Cute and sexy as it was, she finally turned to face Sue, both hands still on the bars. Now the front of her skirt flapped chaotically up and left a prolonged view of her spread pussy. Sue stared at it silently, wistfully, and let the spinner slow.
She hopped off the spinner and adjusted her wide shorts which flashed half of one cute, bare cheek to several of us. With an exaggerated wiggle, Sue sashayed to the seesaw and climbed on. While waiting for someone to pull the other side down, Sue sat with her ass and her feet grounded on the seat. With her legs forced so far apart and forward, most of us had a great view up her wide shorts. As more men grinned and some women gasped, we stared at her bared pussy and watched it swell.
Tom grabbed the opposite seat and made like he was climbing on, but pulled it up only a foot then repeatedly dropped it. Sue’s legs flew up and apart each time he dropped her. She laughed, but still hung on. It was a great excuse to flash her barely hidden naked pussy and rattle her tiny tits. Her perfect nipples tried to rip thru her top. She slowly backed off the seesaw, slowly swinging her legs off and making her shorts blatantly gap open. Her gleaming eyes contradicted her mendacious face about how much she knew was exposed and how much she enjoyed being watched. Cameras were out and already capturing loose tits and tempting twats, including Sue’s.
Teasing, flashing and some oral and finger sex continued on the playground in the bright sun and under the covered area. So far, people were avoiding all out fucking and fetish sex. When our sweaty guests faltered with concern for how far they could go, I figured it was time for the next planned event. After adjusting my stiffness, I called Sue back to the main table cluster. She hopped and skipped, amazing us all with how much her tiny, slightly drooping, tits could travel. Her hard nipple dance mesmerized us. I knew how amazing her tall, hard, perfect nipples stun our imaginations.
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