Sending Nudes To The Wrong Dudes

Note to the reader: This story is based on real events as relayed to me by a close friend. Names have been changed to protect the innocent. Everyone in this story is over the age of 18. Any feedback/questions/comments/concerns would be deeply appreciated!

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Ethan sauntered into his apartment, shut the door, and slumped against it. The tall, young man exhaled slowly, turning his weary back on the world and letting his fake-it-til-you-make-it charisma drain out of him. Moments later, his tie was dangling on the doorknob, the jacket placed on it's hanger and his dress shoes abandoned by the closet.

"What a day," he said. Bracing himself against the kitchen counter, his head hung down between his lanky arms. He perked up when he heard whispering footsteps on the carpet approaching him. In front of him, was his girlfriend, Paige.

"Well, I can't wait to hear all about it!" she said with a smile. Paige was breathtaking. She stood a full head shorter than him, dressed only in a sheer, white camisole that stopped short of her sharp hip bones and a pair of pink, fleece pajama bottoms that started just short of them. With her red hair, freckles, blue eyes and slender yet hourglass figure, this was not the first room she turned heads in.

"You heard that?" he asked. They had only been dating a few months and were still learning about each other.

"Of course," she said, "just like I hear what you talk about in your sleep." Ethan gulped.

"Wh-what do I say?" he asked. She shrugged as she walked towards him. Gripping his shirt collar with both hands, a deep kiss was planted on his lips. After several seconds, she broke the kiss and looked into his eyes.

"I forget. Something about... having sex with two girls at one time?" Paige said.

"What!?" he said. "You're more than enough woman for me!"

Ethan wasn't just covering his tracks. Paige was his first real girlfriend and he was being run ragged keeping up with her. She would have them go hiking from dawn 'til dusk and then want to have fun in the sheets until dawn again. Not that he was complaining.

"So... you're saying I'm fat?" she asked. She pouted. Ethan, panicked, opened his mouth to speak and she playfully hit his arm.

"Relax," she continued. "I'm just teasing you. Now go take a shower and we'll talk about dinner." He gave her a peck on the forehead and went to the bathroom.

Ethan met Paige while she was a waitress at a restaurant. Ethan had made some smart investments around 2019 and now had enough in savings to not have any financial issues for the next few decades. Ethan would visit the same bistro every Friday morning and Paige would serve him the same breakfast every Friday morning. He always tipped her very well.

One day, Paige spilled Ethan's coffee while pouring it and began bawling. She confessed that she and her boyfriend, Ryan, had a huge fight that morning and had split up. Ethan asked her out on the spot and she said nodded through the tears.

Ethan's clothes lay in a pile on the toilet seat as he rinsed his lean form. Lost in thought, he didn't even hear Paige approach until she pulled back the shower curtain.

"Hey you!" she said. Ethan turned in excitement as she climbed in to join him under the hot water. Her body looked like it was carved from marble but was as soft and silky as warm milk. Freckles ran amok from her head down to her chest and shoulders. They embraced and her pale form quickly became flush with the heat.

Seeing Paige's tits always drove him wild. His girlfriend was no gym bunny but she did enough at home to stay trim. Her boobs were a bit more than a handful with the pinkest eraser tips he'd ever seen. She frequently went braless around the apartment as she was deathly afraid of them sagging. As they stood, things that size had no right to be as perky as they were.

Ethan dove right for her breasts as his thumbs lightly grazed her nipples. Their lips met and in a blink their tongues were struggling to get down each other's respective throat. Paige ran her hands all over his fit frame before bumping into his bouncing dick that was begging for release. Paige pulled away and lowered herself while kissing a trail from his chin down to his neck, sternum, abs and finally stopping at his waistline.

Her big, blue eyes looked innocently up at him as her mouth opened and a hot, pink tongue welcomed him He braced one hand against the wall of the shower and the other fondled her breasts. Paige sucked and jerked her boyfriend with one hand as the other stroked herself between her legs. She was just getting warmed up when Ethan cried out and she felt his dick shooting all over her tongue. Ethan was still new to sex so it was common for him to climax quickly... and also not take care of his partner.

The two finished their shower, embraced and kissed sweetly while both were wrapped in the same towel. Ethan put on a t-shirt and boxers that Paige had brought him earlier while she elected to wear a towel. As they left the bathroom, Ethan saw her cami and pjs from earlier crumpled on the floor in front of the bathroom. And in front of the window.

"Babe," Ethan began, "are these your clothes from earlier?" Paige, straightening the towel on her head helping her long, red hair dry, came back to him.

"Of course," she said. "I wanted to surprise you naked. And I think you liked my surprise."

"It's just that..." Ethan began again, "did you get naked in front of the window?" The thought of his girlfriend being seen by a neighbor entered his mind. A passerby might have gotten a glimpse of her tight, toned butt or her incredible breasts. Despite having just orgasmed, Ethan felt a strong tingle between his legs while picturing it.

"Babe, come on," she said, "you know how I feel about jealous guys. All three of my exes were super jealous types." Ethan panicked. He didn't want to drive her away so he instead over corrected.

"No, no not at all!" Ethan said. "In fact, I think it's super hot that someone might have seen you!" Paige looked crestfallen.

"That's even worse," she said. Paige hung her head for a moment and Ethan, afraid of saying the wrong thing, said nothing. Paige then took him by the hand and led him to the bedroom. They both sat on the edge of the bed. While still holding his hand, Paige looked him in the eyes, told him not to interrupt her, and began to talk.

"My first boyfriend I met right outside of high school. We were still teenagers so we didn't know anything. Our first time was awful. After that, he kept asking for pics. Every girl knows you can't take back what you send out so i was very reluctant. Eventually, I agreed to send him ones of my cleavage, no face visible." Paige looked away and Ethan could see her baby blues brimming with tears. She took a moment to compose herself before continuing.

"He made one of my pics the background on his phone. One of his friends saw it. They encouraged him to ask for more. So he did. And I sent more not wanting to let him down. Not wanting to be a bad girlfriend. I sent him pics of my naked boobs. I'd cover them with my hands or play or pull on them. He showed his friends without me knowing and they started harassing him for copies. He sent them. He regretted it. He blamed me. Said everything was my fault. We broke up." Ethan put a hand on her thigh to comfort her but she did not react.

Ethan was stunned. Paige had never really talked about her past boyfriends before and now she was saying there were multiple guys out there with photos of his girlfriend's bare breasts on their phone. These guys knew her name. No matter what she did in life, it's possible anyone on the street or in her social circle could walk up and show her a picture of her own boobs right back at her. She would just be a pair of tits. Ethan felt awful for his girlfriend's invasion of privacy and trust and felt guilty for feeling very turned on. Paige continued.

"My second boyfriend was older. I met him at community college. Sex with him was a lot better but still not great. He asked me for nude pics and i told him 'No'. He was cool with that... at first. Then he got upset that my ex had pictures of my boobs but not him. He said it wasn't fair. I sent him some but it wasn't enough. He wanted something special in return." Paige looked up and some tears ran down her cheeks and traced her jaw before falling on her towel-covered chest. She continued.

"We set up a webcam. We made an account on a site and we went live. He laid down on the bed and I straddled him. We both wore masks. He played with my boobs while I rode him. It didn't take him long to finish. One hundred and thirty-seven. That's how many viewers we had when I turned off the webcam. And that's not even the worst part."

Ethan scooted closer to her on the bed put his arm around her shoulder. She whispered "thank you" as he thumbed the tears away.

"He secretly recorded the whole thing as well. I only found out when the girlfriend of one of his friends texted me. Apparently he had gotten drunk one night with his buddies and passed out. While he was asleep, they went through his PC and found the video. They emailed it to themselves. When my ex found out he was furious and though they promised they'd delete it, who knows. Just like the first guy, he was jealous. He was angry. He blamed me. So we broke up."

Ethan's heart was pounding in his chest. Men his girlfriend knew had videos of her fucking a guy on their phone. Forget the boobs, they knew her entire being. They knew the sounds she made. They knew the way her body undulated while riding. They knew the way her toes clenched and fingers splayed as she was getting pounded in the right spot. These were precious secrets that should be known only to him and its possible these videos were uploaded to the internet where anyone could see them. Paige brought him out of his trance.

"Finally, there's Ryan. Ryan was a mistake from the start. Someone who I thought was my friend set me up with him but secretly she hated me. Ryan was a loner and I felt alone so I ignored all his red flags. I told him I wanted to take things slow at first and he was okay with it. No kissing, no nudity, no sex. He still always talked about my body, though. Making comments on my boobs, my ass, even my feet. He would ask if he could buy nudes from me. He told me he wanted to 'share my beauty with the world' and 'I should be on display for every guy to see'. I felt like a piece of meat. On the morning we broke up, I confessed to him that not only have I sent nudes before but also I made a sex tape. He went nuclear. Screaming, yelling, calling me a slut, throwing things. He said it was my fault he was like this. I ran. I left him behind... and ran. Into your arms." Ethan embraced her.

They hugged each other as she sobbed quietly in his arms. After a minute, she ended the embrace to wipe her eyes. She looked at him blearily with a faint smile.

"I love you," she said. "I love you so much. I don't want to lose you over jealousy or a stupid fetish."

"You won't." Ethan said quickly. "Forget I said anything. Believe me, I'm not going to complain if only I get to see you naked every day for the rest of my life." Paige's smile grew bigger but lost it's warmth.

"No," she said. "You'll still crave it. Watch." She stood up and went to the bedroom window, lifting up the shade and letting the sunlight in. She placed her hands on her towel and stood facing the outside.

"Should I open it?" she asked. Ethan said nothing. She continued.

"There's a man walking his dog. Think he'd see me if I dropped the towel? Think he'd noticed if I jumped up and down so my boobies bounced around?" Ethan's mouth was drier than a bathroom sponge in an abandoned home. Paige turned around.

"What if I drop the towel now?" she asked. "I'd have to bend over the pick it up. I don't think there are any pics of my ass on the internet but that might change if that delivery guy looks up." Paige watched Ethan's face but he dared not react. She sighed and sat back down on the bed fully clothed.

"I swear, I'll never ask for any of that," Ethan said. Paige gave him the same sad smile as earlier.

"Yes, you will," Paige said. She pointed at Ethan's crotch and he noticed that his member had poked through the gap in his boxers and was twitching in the air. Paige sighed.

"It's just because you're in a towel, babe," he said. "The window has nothing to do with it." Paige lightly gripped the head of his dick.

"So," she began. "If I were to stay naked and lay in bed he'd stay this hard? Or, does he like the idea of my ass pressed up against the window, exposed to everyone beyond the glass?" His cock surged at the thought.

"I promise, I'll never ask it!" He repeated. Paige seemed to consider this as she lightly stroked his cock with the back of her hand.

"If you were my first boyfriend," she began. "So that I had none of the emotional trauma or baggage that comes with being naked, would you still want to try it?"

"Only if you wanted to," he said. Paige genuinely smiled.

"So you're only saying no to protect my feelings?" she asked. "Oh babe!" She tackled him onto the bed and straddled him. She placed his dick flat against his stomach and than slid her pussy up and down the shaft.

"The chances of someone seeing us through the window are low," she said. "But not zero. Is that what you want? People to see us walk into this apartment and then watch us fuck? Is it an ego thing? You want to show off your trophy girlfriend? Or maybe you just want everyone to know what your personal fuck doll looks like. Maybe I'm just an object in your mind." At this, Ethan opened his mount to speak but she covered it with her hand and continued.

"Where do you want to finish? On my tits over by the window? On my face? You can finish on my face then have me go get the mail down the hall. I'll even stay naked. I hope our neighbor doesn't run into me. Maybe I'll even have to blow him to keep him quiet." At this she slid off of him and took him in her mouth as her large breasts hung between his thighs.

He pictured his ginger girlfriend on her knees blowing his old, fat neighbor while his cum dried on her face and lost control. His cock surged wildly in her mouth, twitching and sending roped over her teeth and tongue. She held him in her mouth for the entire duration. She swallowed, slowly rose up, and stood above him. Every inch of her flawless body was on display.

"You've never cum twice that quickly before," she said. She gently tugged at his foreskin as his cock danced in the afterglow. "Or that hard." She looked deep into his eyes briefly before looking away.

"You know, " she began. "When I was a little girl, I was always getting caught with my hand in the cookie jar. My mom would always say 'The boys aren't going to like you if you keep eating too many cookies.' I did it anyway. One day, my mom got so fed up, that she made me eat every single cookie in the house. I got sick and threw up." She turned back to him and looked deep into his eyes before continuing.

"I don't think you're gonna stop wanting cookies. So I'm going to give you everything you want all at the same time. But first... I love swallowing you but I'm hungry for actual dinner" Ethan sprung to his feet, slid on his boxers and hurried off to the kitchen.

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The next few days for Ethan and Paige were normal. Ethan would go to work, Paige would stay at home and take online classes, they'd run errands together and fall asleep in each other's arms. The only thing missing was sex.

Paige didn't initiate anything and Ethan was too afraid to ask. He didn't know if she was mad or hurt. She still kissed him in the morning and before bed but all the usual affection was gone. He would still rub her feet when they watched TV or massage her shoulders before bed. It was in these moments he was insatiable.

Ever since the bedroom incident, Ethan hungered for his girlfriend like never before. The mere sound of her voice or the smell of her perfume would make him rabid. His eyes would consume every inch of her whether she was in house clothes or they were out in public.

When he was at work, he had visions of his girlfriend moaning while riding a pillow on a webcam livestream. Maybe one of his coworkers would text him a picture of a hot faceless slut he found and it was actually Paige's secret private Instagram. Ethan dared not touch himself to relieve any pressure for fear of what Paige could do. This all changed when he got home from work on the following Friday.

Ethan walked in the door but neither saw nor heard any sign of Paige. Slipping his shoes off, he quickly found her in the bedroom. Her hair was put up in a ponytail. She was wearing a black sports bra and black underwear which contrasted deeply with her alabaster body. Her arms were crossed. She extended an arm to the bed.

"Place your phone down on the bed," she said. "Then take a shower and come back naked." Fear gripped Ethan's stomach and he wanted to run towards her but he also didn't want to disobey orders. After a quick shower, he was back in the bedroom.

"Have you come at all this week?" Paige asked. Ethan shook his head furiously. Paige smiled.

"Good boy, I bet you want to right now, don't you?" she asked. Ethan nodded eagerly. Paige tapped the bed and he sat on the edge of it. Paige continued standing.

"Here's how this is going to work," she explained. "You are free to leave at any time. If you walk out that bedroom door, we will never discuss this again. If you want to cum today, however, you won't get up off that bed. You are not going to talk unless granted permission. You are not going to touch me unless granted permission. Is that clear?" Ethan nodded. Paige continued.

"I have sent to your phone every single topless and sexy selfie I've ever taken. Every single one of these have been seen by past boyfriends so they were sent with love. Think of this as your consolation prize. If you leave right now, you have access to all of them forever. They are yours with no strings attached. You can even send them to others or post them online. Do you want to stop now?" Ethan wanted to say that he would never share them with others but in his current state the idea of the power of over exposing his girlfriend was incredibly hot. He could even show the guys at the office or even a random homeless man on the bus. Ethan did not want to stop now so he shook his head.

"Since you love me," Paige continued with a flash of a smile, "You probably don't want to share those pics. But he does." She pointed to Ethan's member which was at a solid forty-five degree angle. She continued.

"Until he's satisfied, he won't behave. He wants things your heart doesn't want. So I am going to take care of him with this hand." She held up her right hand. "As I stroke him, i am going to go through the pics I sent you with the other hand and send them to people we know. I'll send them with your phone so they don't recognize that it's me... at first." Ethan began to protest but she continued.

"I will choose who each pic is sent to as well as what the accompanying text says. You have some input in the form of vetoes. You can veto three pics, that's it. If you run out, you cannot earn more. Understood?" Ethan nodded, not fully comprehending as his head swam with the thought of who she was going to send these pics to.

"The game will end when your balls empty or if you stand up and walk to the living room. Are you ready?" Ethan nodded in affirmation. Paige leaned in and kissed him on the lips gently. She looked towards the door but Ethan made no motion to get up.

Paige sighed and began to stroke the head of his cock with the back of her hand. After a week of no contact, it felt like a lightning bolt went from his dick to his brain. Ethan practically lifted his hips off the bed from her touch. Meanwhile, she was absentmindedly scrolling through his photo gallery. After a few seconds she turned her phone to face him.

"Can I send this to Ryan?" she asked. The photo was of her cleavage in a white lace bra. It was from the neck down so nothing in it could identify her.

"R-," He began before stopping himself.

"Sure," she said. "He did technically date me so he seems like a safe choice. Except he's probably still mad we broke up without ever having sex. And he's friends with a girl that hates my guts. Oh well, what harm could giving her pics of me do? Anyways, can I send this?" Ethan didn't want to waste a veto yet so he slowly nodded. Paige seemed to consider it but she shrugged.

"This is a bit boring, don't you think? Let's move on to something real... juicy." Paige continued scrolling a bit before turning the phone around.

This photo was her large breasts resting in her tiny hands. Her fingers covered the nipples and aside from her Fitbit, there was nothing to identify her. Ethan, again, nodded slowly. She stared deep into his eyes for a moment before shaking her head and continuing on.

Her hand continued to stroke his dick and he was desperate for more pressure. He was confident that if he could just get her to grip the head, he could orgasm quickly and then the game would be over and he'd have relief.

Paige stopped while scrolling and frowned. She turned the phone towards him.

"Whose tits are these?" she asked. On the screen, pierced pink nipples looked back at him. They were on small, tan breasts with no freckles. The pic was sent to him from one of his coworkers group chats. The group chat automatically downloads all images. He didn't want the picture but he forgot to delete it.

Paige looked at him expectantly. She glanced at the door and then back at him. He was torn between wanting to end the game and explain everything and also wanting to cum. In the end, he said nothing and just hung his head.

"Do you like pierced nipples?" she asked. Ethan looked up at her, hesitated briefly and nodded.

"Should I get my nipples pierced?" she asked. Ethan shook his head. She sat the phone down on the bed.

"How can you even answer that without seeing them?" she slowly lifted up her sports bra and her heavy, pale tits sprung free. Ethan's cock surged at the sight of them.

"Still think they don't need them?" she asked. Ethan nodded in assent. She pursed her lips.

"That's just your opinion," she said. "I guess we can ask the others." At this, Ethan's cock surged so violently that he actually bent over. Paige stopped stroking his cock and instead placed her fingertips gently on the head and began manipulating his foreskin. He writhed in pleasure. She resumed looking at the phone and once again turned it around.

"What about this one?" she asked. This photo was similar to the last one except not only were her nipples peeking through the fingers instead of hidden but also her entire face was visible and smiling.

"Veto!" Ethan said immediately. Paige raised an eyebrow.

"Are you suuuuure?" she asked. Ethan nodded quickly. She continued. "Cause this one isn't THAT bad. And some of the ones later are baaaaaaad." His mind reeled wondering what else is on the phone.

"Veto," he said again. Paige signed.

"Okaaaaay," she said. "But be careful what you wish for."

Ethan was breathing heavily while occasionally jolting from her teasing his head. Would she really send a topless photo with her face to her ex that hates her? If that former friend got ahold of it, it could ruin her life. Was she really doing all of that to just indulge his fantasies? Ethan felt a wave of guilt and braced himself to stand up and go to leave to end the game... but a stronger, deeper part of him wanted to see where this would go.

"This one?" she asked. Ethan hadn't even noticed she turned the phone around.

This photo was Paige in just her underwear on the bed. Her nose and lips were visible, as were her bare breasts and thighs. She wouldn't be instantly recognizable but, regardless, this would be a man having a topless pic of her. And this man would most likely not keep it to himself. Ethan didn't want to waste a veto so he begrudgingly nodded.

"Really?" she squealed. "You want Ryan to have a pic of my titties? He could show his little online friends or even send it to mean girls that hate me. Are you sure?" Ethan just nodded.

"Okay," she said. She continued scrolling for a bit before showing him another pic.

In this pic, Paige was standing. She was topless and smiling, but her long, red hair mostly covered her breasts. It was a fairly tame picture, but sent with the other one, it would immediately make it clear whose body was in the first pic. Ethan couldn't waste a precious veto on such a tame picture so he nodded once again. Paige giggled and it wasn't long before she turned the phone back again.

Paige was wearing a pink hoodie that zipped up in the front. It was instead wide open, showing her large breasts off. Her hair partially drifted over her face and she gave the viewer a coy smile. Between the cuteness of the face and the openness of the chest, it was a tasteful, complete package of Ethan's loving girlfriend. Since it didn't show anything new, he nodded.

"Wow babe! Really?" she asked. "What if he prints this off and puts it in his wallet. He could tell everyone that I'm his girlfriend. Actually that'd be kind of sweet." She seemed to ponder it for a bit. Ethan just nodded. Paige shrugged.

Paige began typing on Ethan's phone. She turned it towards him. All three pics were queued up to be sent to Ryan as well as the following message: "Hey man, heard you used to date this chick. She's with a real man now so thought you might as well see what you're missing out on. Enjoy."

"Press send." she said. Paige's mouth hung open. Ethan was sweating. He went to get up off the bed but she hovered her own thumb over the send button. Ethan sighed and pressed it. Just like that, three topless selfies were sent to a man his girlfriend despised.

"Wow," she said, trembling. "You actually did it. I don't think I could have done that". Paige shivered a little bit. Ethan was about to protest but she held the phone in his face.

Ethan's eyes nearly bulged out of his head. In the photo, his girlfriend's entire body was visible and naked. She was stretched out on a bed on her back with the camera closest to her face. Her deep, blue eyes, her luscious red lips, her cute navel, her wide hips and thighs were all on display. In the center of the picture were her amazing breasts with her cute, pink nipples resting comfortably on their zenith.

"Veto!" Ethan nearly screamed. Paige threw her head back and cackled.

"You don't even know who it's for yet!" she exclaimed. Ethan patiently waited and she stared back with a wide grin.

"These next ones are for Josh," she said. Ethan nearly fell over. Josh was her brother's best friend and had apparently had a crush on her since high school. He also knew everyone in her life, including all her brother's other friends that also lusted after her. Giving him nude pics was crossing a line that could not ever be uncrossed. Under no circumstances could he be allowed to have them.

"Veto!" he said. Paige considered him for a minute.

"You're wasting a veto on that?" Ethan nodded. Paige's luscious lips broke out into another wide grin.

"I wasn't going to send it anyway!" she said with a howl. "I was joking! You just wasted a veto on nothing!" Ethan slumped. Then he realized that there were no pending pics to be sent so there were no consequences to ending the game now. His dick had softened slightly in the recent panic, so he went to stand up to leave.

Teasing fingers disappeared and instead Paige gripped him with her whole hand. She not only gripped him, she began slowly pumping the head of his cock. Ethan immediately lost all strength in his legs as he succumbed to her touch. She giggled.

"Men are so easy," she said with a smile. Ethan's precum was lathering her hand as she continued to stroke him. Ethan was in so much bliss he couldn't even open his eyes.

"How about this pic?" she asked. Her hand didn't stop and he could feel his balls beginning to boil. He nodded furiously without even opening his eyes.

"Wow, really? Don't you wanna cheeeeeck?" She asked teasingly. Ethan shook his head.

"Well then you won't mind this other one, will you?" she asked. Ethan could feel the pressure building, so close to the release he craved all week. He once again shook his head.

"Okay, I'll send that one too!" she sang. Ethan's breathing became ragged as he approached his orgasm. His legs even started trembling. Right as he was about to crest the hill and cum, Paige let go.

"Silly me, " she said. "I forgot to check the mail." This broke Ethan out of his trance. Paige stood up and wiped the precum covering her hands on her breasts. She bent forward to pick up her sports bra but stopped.

"I don't want to get my sports bra gross," she said. "Is it okay if I go check the mail like this?" Paige was completely naked save for her black underwear. Ethan was so fazed he couldn't do anything but nod.

"Do you want to come... too?" she asked. Ethan knew if he left the room, the game would end and he'd have to wait an entire week to cum. He shook his head miserably.

"Okies," she said. "I have an idea. I'll call you with my phone and you put me on speaker. This way, if your naked girlfriend runs into anyone you can hear it. Sound good?" Ethan didn't even move. His dick twitched angrily for relief.

Paige called his phone with hers and answered it and then walked out of the room. Then he heard the door to the hallway open and close.

The mailboxes were at the end of the hallway, right by the entrance to the building. She would also have to go down the stairs in the atrium. Through the phone, Ethan heard her soft feet descend the stairs and stop at the mailboxes.

"Oh drat," he heard her say. "I forgot my key." Ethan heard some more footsteps and then a knock at a door. His stomach plummeted into his legs. A door could be heard creaking open.

"Heeeeey" she said. Ethan had no way of knowing whether this was a trick or real... until he heard a gruff, male voice speak.

"Hello," the voice said. It was deep. Paige giggled.

"Sooo, I am sorry to bug you buuuuutt I forgot my key for the mailbox. Can I use yours to open it up. Thaaaanks!" Paige giggled again.

"Of course," the deep voice spoke. The heavier footsteps plodded away and the mailboxes could be heard being unlocked and opened.

"Oh Faraan, you're the best!" Paige said.

Faraan. Faraan was a fat, old Indian guy that lived downstairs. They rarely interacted with him but on one occasion Paige said she could feel him watching her ass as she went up the stairs. Now he was getting to see her almost naked.

"Sorry for the way I'm dressed," she began. "But my boyfriend likes when I'm naked. He is never going to believe this! Do you mind if we take a selfie to prove it?"

Ethan gasped in surprise. He thought about her small pale body up against his large, dark one. And soon he'd have photo proof of it. He heard the click of the camera through the speaker.

"Ooh, nice one! Here, why don't you take one with your phone too!" she said. "Don't be shy!" After a silent moment Paige could be heard giggling.

"Oh wow!" she said. "That looks great! Welp, thanks again and see you later!" Before long Ethan heard the apartment door open and close as Paige made her way back to the bedroom. She walked in with a smile from ear-to-ear.

"Babe," she began. "You'll never guess who I met on my trip to get the mail! Oops, I guess you do know, huh. Wanna see?". Ethan nodded weakly and she showed him her phone.

In the photo, Paige was leaning up against the much larger man. His salt and pepper beard rested on her head and the fingers of the arm wrapped around her dug deep into her flesh. His other hand was placed on her lower abdomen. They were both smiling.

"Isn't that hot!?" Paige asked. "You should see where his hand is on the one he took. But I don't have that one." Paige giggled. Ethan didn't move but his dick was so hard it hurt.

"You still haven't cum?" she asked. She leaned her face down close to his dick. It was twitching and purple. She gave the dripping wet head an appreciate lick and Ethan once again cried out in pleasure.

"Maybe this will help," she said. She took both phones and after a few minutes of typing held his own up in front of his face.

The phone was a button press away from sending three pictures and a text to a number it didn't recognize; presumably the best friend of his girlfriend's brother. If sent, it would spread like wildfire to everyone she knew. The first picture was the one of her with the neighbor, Faraan. That would be sure to raise some eyebrows in her social circle. They would probably think she's fucking this fat old man. Ethan almost moaned at the thought.

The second picture was relatively tame. It was Paige in sunglasses at the beach. Her bikini top was pulled down and her massive breasts were exposed in the sun. The freckles on her face and chest were visible so there'd be no question who it was. She was sticking her tongue out in a silly way.

The final picture surprised Ethan. Whereas the first picture was slutty, the second silly, this felt even more private. It was something he saw before. It was Paige on her side, face and bare breasts visible, smiling. Ethan saw this often when they woke up, especially if it was a lazy weekend morning. The other photos thus far could have been any girl on the internet but this was something he saw frequently and wanted to see every morning for the rest of his life.

The text message accompanying these images was a stark contrast: "Hey, do you know who this bitch is?" Short and to the point. Especially if the point is not to answer the question but catch the eye with the photos and profanity so Josh doesn't casually disregard it.

Ethan briefly considered vetoing it but there was no point. Even if he used his last veto on one of the photos, the other two were devastating. Weakly, he pressed send. Paige turned the phone back around and saw the pics and the texts were in the ether. Her jaw hit the floor.

"Oh my god." she said flatly. Her mouth hung open in disbelief. "You really sent those t-". She stopped abruptly and lowered her head while she squeezed her thighs together. Ethan reached out to comfort her but stopped as he didn't know what the punishment for rule violation would be. Paige shivered briefly before looking back up at him. She showed him a new pic.

The photo showed nearly everything from the neck down. Once again, Paige was completely nude and laying on her back, but the phone was held in front of her face. Her tits were resting close to the camera and everything down to her toes was exposed. Due to the angle, it didn't show anything much more scandalous besides her bare breasts.

Ethan had heavy brain fog. He could barely focus on the phone. All he could focus on was his need to cum. Perhaps if he used his veto, the game would end and then he could get some relief.

"Veto," he said weakly. Paige looked surprised.

"You don't even know who I'm sending them to yet," she said. Ethan didn't hear her. He was mesmerized by her tits and thinking how good they would feel. He reached out and cupped one in his palm. She batted his hand away.

"Hey, don't touch me unless you wanna forfeit your last veto," she said. She then paused and turned up the charm.

"Baby," she said. "Would you like to trade in your last veto to feel my tits while I jack you off allll the way?" Ethan nodded.

"Okay," she said. "I'll do it for you but I think it's only fair I show you the next three pics I send and tell you who they are for." Ethan was close to the edge and continuously nodded in the hopes that salvation would soon find him.

The next three pics were clearly part of the same set. In all three, Paige was wearing makeup including smoky eyeshadow and lipstick. She was completely naked and her full body was in the shot while reclining on a bed. At first glance, Ethan thought someone else took them but it must have just been use of the camera timer.

In the first pic, Paige is sitting up right at an angle with her legs tucked underneath her. Her thighs just barely managed to keep that sweet spot between her legs safe from the camera. Her breasts jutted out proudly.

The second pic had her laying on her side, much closer to the camera. Her thighs were now stacked on top of each other and only a lazily draped hand protected her innocence this time. Her boobs hung full and seductively, just begging to be squeezed.

Finally, the last pic and most scandalous one of the day. Similar to the last one except now she was laying on her back at an angle. She smiled deeply at the viewer as her whole body was on display. Her hand, which carefully guarded her biggest secret at all rested on her hips, so her outer lips could be seen between her thighs.

These photos were intimate, tasteful and, above all, inviting. They left no question to the voyeur that Paige was not only a piece of meat but a delicacy waiting to be claimed and consumed. Ethan studied the photos intently and then passed the phone back to her.

"I'm sending these to Professor Harrington," she said flatly. What little remained of Ethan's reasoning winced.

Professor Thomas Harrington taught Paige when she went to college briefly. He was only a few years older than her and she crushed on him hard. She had mentioned to Ethan before that when he asked her out at the cafe that morning, her thoughts had been of the professor and asking him out instead. Letting her friends, neighbors and enemies have nude photos of her was bad enough but this would be basically opening Ethan up for a new, heavily armed rival. Paige noticed the look on his face.

"Tell you what," she said. "Use your veto on the pics to the professor and we'll end the game right now and we'll never talk about it again. Or, you let me send the pics with a private message and then I suck you off to completion while you feel my boobs. Deal?"

Ethan was in no condition to argue. They had already crossed so many boundaries that evening that one more didn't matter to him.

Paige held her phone limply in her hand, thumb hovering over the send button. She was certain that Ethan would never allow her to send it and expected him to stand up and walk out of the room any second. Ethan instead leaned forward and placed his large palm on her breast and squeezed. Paige yelped and jumped in shock. A second passed and she looked at the phone in her hand and realized she had accidentally sent the text message and photos. She screamed bloody murder and dropped the phone onto the bed.

Delirious, Ethan took her hand and put it on his cock. She stared open-mouthed at her phone, the status of the three images and message went from sent, to delivered, to read. She yelled again and slapped the phone with enough force to send it flying across the room. Realization sunk in and she took Ethan's hand, moved her underwear to the side and thrust his fingers onto her dripping pussy. He managed to slip one in before she sat down on the bed with force and pinned him by the wrist. She began riding his hand and moaning

"Oh fuck!" she yelled. "I can't believe... I just... you just... oh fuck!"

She was delirious in pleasure as Ethan's fingers were soaked in her juices. She closed her eyes and rode his wrist deeper into the bed. A small 'ding" could be heard from across the room and Paige opened her eyes wide. The notification could be nothing other than Professor Harrington responding to her. Her breath grew so ragged she started drooling as she quickly hit her climax. Ethan felt her flood all over his hand as she moaned loud enough that Faraan downstairs could hear it.

After her orgasm subsided, she stood up shakily and ran to get her phone. Ethan hooked his arm around her waist and pulled her into him. They made eye contact as he once again placed her hand on his cock. She slowly sunk to her knees before him. She began pumping his dick when another text notification could be heard. She turned towards it but Ethan forced her eyes on him. He then pressed her head downward until she took his cock in her mouth.

Paige ran her tongue back and forth over his cock. Ethan was gasping at this point and Paige knew it wouldn't be long before he hit the wall. She gave one last appreciative slurp and pulled his dick out of her mouth and aimed it at her breasts.

"That's it, baby" she said. "Cum for me. Claim these titties as your own. Only you get to feel them. Only you get to paint them." She continued to encourage her boyfriend and seconds later he gasped while his dick violently twitched and shook, shooting several ropes of hot seed all over her breasts. She continued stroking him until the jerking stopped and his dick fell limp. Ethan fell backwards in bed.

Paige slowly stood up to go clean the cum off but her legs were jelly. Instead she also laid down on her back next to Ethan and they both drifted off to sleep.

...

Ethan awoke a few moments later. He glanced down and saw his girlfriend's head bouncing up and down with his cock in her mouth. His fingers ran through her hair and she cooed happily before turning to face him with a smile.

"Morning baby!" she said. "I have a week's worth of cum to drain out of you so I figured I'd better keep going." She jerked and played with him a bit before standing up and straddling him. His dick slid into her easily and they both moaned in pleasure.

"You feel so fucking good, babe," she said. He watched her heavy breasts bounce and sway as she rode him. His hands found them and began to play with them. They were still covered in his dried seed.

"Thank you, beautiful, " he said.

"For what?" she asked.

"For playing out that fantasy," he said.

"I should be thanking you," she said. "I never would have had the courage to do that."

Ethan was puzzled.

"What do you mean?" he asked. She laughed.

"The courage to send pics of me with my titties out to people I know. The chance it could ruin me." she said.

"Wait, those were actually the contacts?" Ethan asked. "Isn't the reason we used my phone so we could send them to fake numbers while pretending they were real? It was all pretend, right?"

Paige slowed down her riding.

"Babe," she said. Paige stopped. Ethan's thick cock was still inside of her.

"Wasn't it just pretend to teach me a lesson?" Ethan asked. Paige hung her head.

"No babe," she said. "It's real. All of it. You really sent pics of me topless to my creepy ex, my best friend's brother, and even my old professor. And who knows who they're sending it to."

The room got completely quiet. Ethan thought he heard Paige quietly sobbing but her long hair blocked her face. Her long hair even blocked her fat tits. Before today, the number of people that she knew that had seen her breasts could be counted on a hand or two. Now, pictures could be in the hand of everyone she ever met.

Ryan could have sent the pictures to the girl who hated her, who was in turn spreading them around her friend group. Her brother might be hanging out with his friends while everyone else in the room he was chilling with had topless pictures of his sister as their phone wallpaper. Faraan could be jerking off to the picture he took earlier and remembering the feel of her warm, soft flesh. Even Thomas could be sharing her pics with her other former professors.

This thought jolted Ethan and his dick still buried inside of his girlfriend twitched hard. He leaned forward, brushed aside her hair and started playing with her boobs. He began grinding and pushing himself as deep as he could in his girlfriend.

"I really did show you off today, huh," Ethan said. "Now so many people know what a lucky guy I am! And if anyone says anything to you, just tell them you have a perverted boyfriend!".

Paige gasped at him as she tried to steady herself as she rocked back and forth. Their eyes met.

"So I didn't do anything wrong?" she asked. "It's not my fault? I'm still a good girl?"

Her innocent blue eyes gazed deep into his.

"Yeah, you're a good girl," he said. "But you're an even better slut!" She moaned and tried to clamp her thighs shut in pleasure.

"I'll be your slut, baby," she said. "I'll show off my body to whoever you want and I'll just say you made me do it."

"I expect you to be naked every day when I get home from work," he said. It was her turn to nod furiously. She glanced at something and pointed to something to his right.

"There's your phone, baby" she said "Check to see if anyone responded". Ethan grabbed the phone and went into his messages.

"Ryan has seen them but said nothing" Ethan said. "Josh, on the other hand sent two messages". Paige moaned loudly.

"Tell me, please!" Paige yelled. She could feel herself getting closer to the edge.

"The first one reads 'Yeah I know her'", Ethan said. "The second one is 'Got any more?'" Paige practically screeched.

"Fuck me," she said. "He's wanted to see my boobs for years and he just got to for free!"

Ethan had an idea.

"Babe, stop!" Ethan yelled. Paige stopped immediately, and brought her fist up to her mouth sheepishly.

"If you don't make me cum, I might be tempted to send more pics," he said. Paige's worried mouth slowly turned into a playful grin

"Like this?" she asked.

While still inside Ethan, She placed her hands behind her and leaned back. Her long red hair clung to her body with sweat. Her large breasts were resting comfortably on the small frame, the nipples pointing skyward. And there, between her legs, you could see Ethan's dick disappearing inside of her. If anyone saw this, they could easily picture what she looked like riding them. Ethan held his phone up.

"Are you gonna be a good slut?" he asked. Paige bit her lip and nodded slowly

"The best." she answered. She heard the click of camera phone shutter and Ethan turned the phone towards her. He wanted her to send the most scandalous picture she ever took to her brother's best friend.

"Prove it," he said. She tapped send before he even finished speaking. The second it was sent, she howled and tossed the phone away. She resumed riding him hard.

"Oh fuck," she said. "I can't bel- oh fuck!"

Both her and Ethan were getting close now. He grabbed her shoulders and pulled her down until her breasts were smashed against her chest. In this position, he could jackhammer up into her. Paige was squeaking with every thrust. As they both reached their zenith, she looked up deep into his eyes and moaned at the top of her lungs. He leaned forward and pressed his lips against her forehead and groaned. They both roared as he emptied his balls into her and she clamped down hard around his cock.

They lay twitching but otherwise immobile for a time before she managed to lift herself up to straddle him once more. She stared down at her big, breasts flushed with exertion. Her small hands hefted them, as if appraising them.

"These get me into so much trouble," she said. Ethan pawed at them lovingly.

"I'll gladly take them off your hands for you," he said coyly. She stuck her tongue out at him. She then looked around for a phone and frowned.

"I was hoping you could take a pic of me like this," she said. Ethan pulled her back down for a kiss.

"I think I'll keep this one all to myself," he said.

...

P. S. Despite me not being "Ethan", all the photos discussed in this story are based off of the ones the real "Paige" sent me. And, yes. They are real. And they're spectacular.