1. The Art Show - Part 1


    Date: 9/25/2015, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: flashnic, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    panties suddenly fell to the floor, exposing her beautiful, shapely ass. Stepping out of her panties she is totally naked. “Francine!” I exclaim, transfixed by the sight of my wife so shamelessly showing her soft, rounded ass to this man. She stands there motionless for a few moments, quite still, as if rooted to the spot. The room is quiet, not a breath can be heard as she slowly turns around, uncoiling serpentine-like until she is facing us. She has adopted the classic pose of the female nude. Her legs are crossed, thighs clamped tightly together. One arm reaches down, her hand presses tightly between her legs concealing her pussy; the other is folded across her chest, trying to hide her nipples and stem the wobble of her pendulous breasts. Her head is bowed but her eyes look up inquiringly. She looks beautiful and vulnerable, yet she has an inner radiance and there’s a sparkle of mischief in her eyes, like one of the beautiful women in a painting by the Dutch master Alma-Tadema. “Charles, here is my wife in all her glory," I say proudly. "Completely naked for you to admire. Isn’t she beautiful.” Francine relaxes ...
    her guard, slowly letting her hands fall away in a graceful arc and revealing her most intimate form and folds. “Look at her breasts spilling out across her chest," I declare, "so soft and full and round. Her nipples, like succulent raspberries perched on rosé areolas. Look at the way the light and shadows chase across the curve of her waist and hips, the subtle, lustrous sheen of her skin." I pause for a second. "See her soft thighs kissing under the heart shaped gap between her legs. Look at the aura of light shining on the gossamer of golden hair surrounding her vagina. Don't you love the superb shading on her velvety labia? Such a beautiful palate of champagne to cherry blossom through dusky pink, magenta and ruby red. See the glint of diamond sparkling on her labia? See how they protrude so coyly from her vulva? They look like the first blossoms of spring sprinkled with the morning dew." "Yes…” mutters Charles, thoughtfully stroking his chin and studying my naked wife. “Very nice, very nice indeed, you’ll do perfectly,” he whispers under his breath, reaching down to adjust the prominent bulge in his trousers.
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