This is a story about a crazy time we had about 15 years ago up until about 10 years ago. The story is about my wife and our parties in the international community in South Korea. It was an international community with people from all over the world who were there to set up the World Expo in 2012 in South Korea.
Some people arrived 4 years before the event to start preparing for it. You have to understand this is a big event. As in much bigger than any other event you can imagine. It runs non stop for several months and it is packed with events in partnership with literally thousands of companies and governments around the world.
And sorry to say, I don’t have any pictures of my wife to share here. I do have some but for her privacy I won’t share them here. Instead I am going to describe everything to you, but I do have some photos of some of the other girls we were partying with for about 5 years while preparing the Expo and about a year after it was over.
We worked really hard but we had a lot of money and no chores so we would party hard several times per week. Really hard. There was a tendency to get drunk out of our minds till we dropped. Everyone was in the same cycle and so most offices didn’t really open until 11 am.
Let me start with the photos that started our crazy ride. I would say it was a downfall and you might think we were really crazy. And we were, but maybe after reading the story, you would understand us a little more.
Now I am not going to share peoples real names here, but we can call this girl Jennifer. Obviously that’s not her name. Her husband was a director in the Expo and he held a lot of parties. His wife, “Jennifer” would go to bed before the party was over. A good decision because these parties would often last till 6 am.
However, two things happened that set a whole bunch of other things in motion. She left the door open. Or maybe someone opened it. In any case, the door was open. And her night gown got slightly out of position and her tits were showing. A few young guys looked for a while, took some photos and then closed the door.
These photos started circulating in the community. To this day, they were never sent to Jennifer. People were really careful. A “Yahoo Group” (that’s what people used back then) was created with some of the guys in the community and the photos were uploaded there. There were about 10 people in the group already when someone invited me.
About 2 weeks later, this photo appeared in the group.
I recognized the girl as someone who was at the parties some times but didn’t know her name. The photo didn’t come with any explanation, but we could see of course, that some fingers were pulling her top down. Whoever took this photo was not waiting for an accident to happen. He, or she, made sure an accident would happen.
We talked about the group secretly some times when we met for drinks in the evening, but very discretely. On one hand, we knew this was not allowed and was totally unacceptable, but on the other hand, we also convinced each other that it was harmless fun as long as we didn’t share the photos with anyone else.
The next photo came shortly after. This must have been early 2008. And we were shocked. It was the girlfriend of one of the community leaders and a highly paid consultant by an embassy. We can call him Samesh. Clearly her blouse was pulled up and her bra removed.
Now … Samesh guy was not a member of our group. And we thought to ourselves that we should probably not invite him now. Photos were uploaded by sending to an email and so they could be sent anonymously. So in principle it could be him that uploaded the photo but it might be someone else. Probably one of the 12 members of the group (yes, a few more had been added in the meantime).
In the very next party, we were drinking as if there was no tomorrow, which was partly true, because it was a holiday the next day. You know, one of those holidays that you are not aware of until they suddenly are there and someone mentions that the office is closed the next day.
Late in the evening a girl had falled asleep in one of the bedrooms. Her boyfriend was sleeping in the couch in the living room.
She had probably not gone to bed like that, so we figured someone had removed her blanket. These apartments were pretty warm, so she was not uncomfortable. The weather was hot, even at night and although there was air-condition it was not in every room and not very effective.
And who was there. None other than Samesh. The very same guy whose girlfriend was the latest addition to our Yahoo Group. And he was up to no good. Calling us over and showing us this girl lying there topless.
Samesh shocked everyone in the room when he pulled her panties down and took photos of her. He was saying she was drunk out of her mind and wouldn’t notice anything.
Some of us covered her up and then we continued drinking and partying.
The next day some of us met for breakfast and we talked about Samesh.
First of all, we were curious to see those photos he took. I mean, we didn’t say that to each other, but I certainly was and I am sure the others were too.
Secondly, we figured we should invite him to the group. Although we were not sure, we were pretty sure that this meant that he was the person who shared those photos of his girlfriend. So we told him about the group and to upload the photos and then we invited him in.
He was livid. He wrote to all of us, demanding that we meet right away. When we met, he wanted to know who had taken that photo of his girlfriend and when it happened. After fully understanding that he apparently had no knowledge about it, one of my friends, let’s call him Eric, told Samesh something that calmed him down. Eric reminded Samesh that he had also taken revealing photos of someones girlfriend and shared them. It was double standards that he got this mad that someone else did that and Eric wondered what people would think about.
That gave Samesh some perspective. He agreed that it was all just a bit of fun and he laughed off his own hypocracy.
I felt a bit of pressure to also “produce” something for the group. I was basically freeloading. So at the next parties I was looking out for a good opportunity. The opportunity I found was not very good, but it would do. I told the party to look out for the fireworks and then I went back to one of the bedrooms where I saw one of the dead drunken girls retreat to.
I lifted up her blouse and took a few pictures.
I was about to leave when I got an idea. I carefully lifted her panties off to the side and got a good shot of her snatch.
I rushed out of the room and the adrenaline was flowing through me. Finally I was not a freeloader any more, but I was also feeling like a secret agent on a secret mission or something like that. And I had succeeded without getting caught. It didn’t occur to me at the time that I was a creep.
The same evening I uploaded the photos and the others in the group really liked them. We talked later and some of them recognized the girl and said he believed she was single.
It was around this time that I got a girlfriend of my own through one of the parties. We kissed at a party and then we started hanging out, having lunch together and some times sleep together.
Over the next half year or so, the new contributions slowed down.
There were still a few nipple slip photos coming in every now and then. One was from a party that I attended. I didn’t recognize the other one. And the third one was actually from one of the group members and I figured it was just taken in the morning while they were sleeping together.
At one party, when my girlfriend had already gone home, I saw an opportunity that was too great that would kickstart the whole thing again. It was the girlfriend of the host of the party. He was not part of the group. And I found her by herself, sleeping. Naked under the covers, but sort of kicking her covers off because of the heat.
First I very gently moved her over to her back. To my surprise, her cover already rode up and exposed her pussy for my camera. Hmm, spared me the trouble.
But that wasn’t enough for me. I started pulling the cover off. In her sleepy drunkenness, she was holding on to the cover, but to no avail. Eventually I got it all the way off and snapped some now-legendary stills of it.
That should have been enough, but I was drunk and ambitious and greedy. I started pushing her thigh out very slightly, using the cover between my fingers and her thigh.
I got to the “tipping point” and her legs fell open, ready for the money shot. That’s just a figure of speech, there was no money between us.
I was very proud of my accomplishment and I must say that I did not think of the girl at all. We were still telling ourselves and each other that we were not sharing these photos with others and they would be none-the-wiser so it was basically harmless.
When the group saw those photos it opened up the floodgates of two things. Seemingly, some people had been “holding out on us” and they uploaded photos that they were apparently not planning to share. Here is one such photo taken of the Davidson sisters after a party.
At the next party, the guys were on the prowl, so to speak. They were drinking but also looking for good opportunities. They would ask each other if they’d seen any good opportunities and they would all know what they meant.
As the night went on, most people started falling asleep or go home. It was common in this community to sleep over because it was not a good idea to go home in the middle of the night, depending on where you lived. And everyone had large apartments, so there were plenty of extra space on couches and guest rooms to fall asleep.
That’s when I saw Samesh taking photos of a girl in a room. At first glance, he had done the classic “lift the shirt” but then I saw something …
She clearly had cum on her belly. I assumed it was Samesh but I never asked. However, I did tell him that he should clean that up. She would not like that when she woke up and she might make a big deal out of it.
Samesh nodded to me, went to get some toilet paper and then wiped it off her belly gently. He asked if we should use water, but I shook my head, saying that it would be too risky. It might make her wake up. Keep her guessing.
At one of the next parties, Eric, Samesh and I saw something that was going to be a complicated case.
Cindy had apparently been in the process of getting undressed when she fell asleep. Samesh joked that we should help her finish the job.
We carefully lifted her bra up. Then we started pulling her panties down and got them all the way off.
Gently, but expertly, we then started spreading her legs and got a great photo of her open snatch.
We uploaded the photos and then we realized we probably made a mistake.
We forgot to check who this was and it turned out it was the girlfriend one of the members of the group. His name was Brent and he was in security and a really tough guy. Muscular, no neck, no hair, you know the type. He was not happy.
He called Eric, Samesh and me to meet for a drink. We had about 5 minutes of pleasantries and then he went down to business. Told us how we had violated his girlfriend and so on. I said then what Eric had also said to Samesh back then. I told him he had been part of the group and he had seen this happening for other girlfriends and he had done nothing. It would be double standards for him to complain, just because it now happened to be his girlfriend who was the center of attention this time.
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About two months later, I was not thinking about this event any more but it turned out it was going to come back to haunt me. I invited my friends to my place to watch the football game and about 10 of them came. My girlfriend was there as well. She liked watching football but she was also just into partying and wanted to sleep over.
I realized when they arrived that none of them had brought their girlfriends so it was just us 10 guys watching football together. And then of course my girlfriend.
They were all into the game but also into drinking. They played a drinking game based on what would happen in the game and they made sure my girlfriend joined in.
Brent made me aware that we were running out of ice, so I went to get some more. When I came back I found my girlfriend sleeping on the bed. She was completely out. I had paid attention to how much she had been drinking and I didn’t think she drank that much. After a while I understood that the guys probably spiked her drink.
We continued partying and watching the game when I heard some snickering behind me. I looked back and I saw that they had pulled her pants off and were now taking pictures of her pussy.
Then I noticed Samesh and Eric were both taking their cocks out. I protested for a moment as a knee jerk reaction. They quickly reminded me that I had been part of this group as well and even exposed other girlfriends and so on. I knew the speech. I had even helped Samesh get rid of the evidence when he had cum on that girl. And now Samesh and Eric were both masturbating, standing next to my girlfriend with her pussy exposed.
A couple of other guys came over and took her clothes all the way off. I went over there too to check on whether she was just fast asleep or what was going on. She seemed OK.
Then Samesh started pushing his cock into her sleeping mouth. I gave her a look and he gave me a smile back. Anyway, I didn’t envy him that sloppy blowjob. I knew what she could do when she was awake.
Meanwhile, Brent, you know, the big guy, started moving up to her pussy with his cock. He reminded me about the double standards thing and I just giggled nervously. Then he put some gel on his cock and started pushing it into her pussy. Apparently it was already wet and it didn’t take long before he was cock-deep in my girlfriend.
He was surprisingly not very well endowed and that helped him fuck her I guess, because she is very, very tight. Almost painfully tight.
He looked like he was going to cum but then he pulled out. To my surprise, Eric took his place and pushed his cock into her pussy. It went even easier. Her pussy was now soiled with the gel from Brent as well as her own juices. Nigel, one of the other guys, were taking pictures, focusing on my girlfriend and the cocks in her. Brent slapped his cock in her face. I told him “no bruises” as if it was an already agreed rule. “Oh yes, I forgot” he said.
Eric now made some funny noises and clearly he was cumming in her pussy. “Cum happens” Brent said. He jacked off in her face. Nigel gave his camera to someone else and said that he didn’t mind sloppy seconds and then he started fucking her as well.
I told you I wouldn’t share photos of my wife, but I do want to share this one where I have cropped her face out and she is not possible to identify. Nigel tried to pull out and he did but just barely and came around her pussy.
Brent told me I had been a good sport and that the seconds half was about to begin. I looked at him with a confused look, then I realized he meant the football match.
I took some time to wipe the cum off, so my girlfriend wouldn’t wake up to that. I then put her covers back on and poured myself a much needed drink.
I some times checked on her but eventually I returned to watching the game. It was a nail biter. The decisive goal was scored in over time.
When the game was finally over, I looked back, only to discover that my girlfriend had been filled with cum again.
Apparently someone else, maybe more than one, had been fucking her behind me while I was watching the second half. I put the cover back on and slowly but surely made sure all the guests started leaving now that the game was over.
Then I went back to the bedroom and I lifted the cover again and was about to clean her. But there was something about the look of that gaping cum-covered pussy that did something for me. I got a big erection and I decided to do something about it.
I put it in her pussy. It was still wet from gel, cum and her own juices. My cock went in smoother than ever. Usually her pussy was so tight I had to struggle, but now it was perfect. It felt very good around my cock. I started cumming in her, my cum mixing with others, it all flooding out of her pussy.
I fell asleep after this next to her. We both woke up in the morning and she smiled at me. She said then she was sore and whether I would make her a cup of coffee. “Wow, you really did quite a number on my last night” she said while feeling her slimy pussy with her hand.
I decided after that night to not contribute to the group any more.
I did notice that contributions kept coming from other people and there were more and more of them. Here are just some of them.
As you can see, a lot of them show cum and who knows, perhaps they got inspired from the party where my girlfriend was the entertainment. I don’t know the story behind these photos but I do know that they are taken by creeps.
Happy creeps, probably.