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The Photo Session

By: Michael Herrick



I arrived at the studio a few minutes early, which I thought would be smart as this was my first assignment. This was the sort of job I didn't want to screw up. I mean, what could be better? I get paid to roll around in compromising positions with a gorgeous model. Heck, I should pay them.

I looked down at the call slip in my hand. The agency had booked me for this session the day before and had had to send me the information overnight. It read:

2 hr session
Simulated sex w female
$500
Sweet Times Photo Studio
186 Main St.
(Note: Bring jeans and a button-down shirt)

On the phone, they had explained what "simulated sex" meant. These were to be the sort of photos one sees in softcore porn magazines. The couple is touching, but there is no actual penetration or oral contact. The girl is often pictured holding the man's cock up to her mouth, but not quite touching it with her tongue. I had always been curious what it was like to be a model in those pictures. How would I respond to fondling a hot naked girl under those conditions? Then again, I'd heard these shoots were done very "professionally", and were not very erotic for the participants. One way or the other, today I would find out for myself.

When I arrived at the studio the photographer introduced himself as Robert. He said my street clothes would work well in the photos, as he was going for a casual and spontaneous look. However, I should remove my underwear before we started. My partner "Nancy" would be arriving shortly. I went to the dressing room to make the change, and wondered what my partner would look like.

Pants back on, I held my boxers in my hand as I closed the dressing room door behind me and walked onto the set. There I saw Robert talking with a woman, and I knew it must be Nancy.

Oh, my.

My luck was getting better and better. Nancy was about 5'4" tall, had long brown hair, blue eyes, and medium-sized breasts, which looked incredibly firm. She wore jeans, white sneakers, and a white cropped t-shirt that showed off her very flat stomach and belly-button ring. She didn't really fit my mental image of a model. The knapsack slung over her shoulder made her look more like a freshman college girl - a really hot freshman college girl!

As I took in her sexy package, I wondered what sort of lucky guy she let into her pants. Then I shook my head and realized that today, I would be that guy! At least, I would get to touch her, if not actually have sex. Lucky for me all the same. I realized I had better be careful during the shoot. Even with minimal contact, a sexy young thing like that might make me come before I knew what happened.

Robert had told Nancy to keep her street clothes on for the shoot, having first confirmed that she was not wearing underwear. He introduced us and said we should get on the set. I noticed Nancy's nipples poking through the thin t-shirt. She gave a wry smile and looked into my eyes as she shook my hand. I noticed her complexion was perfect, and her skin was very soft. My heart thumped as I realized the hand that I was shaking might soon be holding my cock. I hoped Robert wouldn't mind my having an erection before we took any clothes off...

There was a small couch on the set with bright lights all around. After I sat down Nancy walked over and sat gently on my lap, casually putting an arm around my neck in the process. "You don't mind my getting a little friendly before we're supposed to, do you?" she asked. "After all, we're going to have to be close friends for a few hours."

I told her I certainly didn't mind, but she probably knew that from sitting on the hard lump in my pants. Hoping it wouldn't be too unprofessional, I slid my hand onto her bare stomach and slightly under her shirt. I love girls' stomachs, and this one was incredible. There wasn't an ounce of fat on her, and I could feel her abdominal muscles rippling under my hand. "Ooh, I like that." she said, and obligingly arched her back and stretched her arms over her head so I could get the full effect of her flat tummy. "Are my workouts paying off?"

"Ohhh, yes." I said, impressed. I continued stroking her stomach for a moment, not quite daring to go higher. She gently grinded her butt into my cock as I stroked her abs and made little sounds of contentment. This was terrific, and we hadn't even started shooting yet!

Robert arrived on the set wearing a mesh vest heavily loaded with lenses and film. With a slight look of annoyance he said, "Are you two ready to work? Let's get started. Nancy, I'd like to get a few shots of you alone first. Stand up please, and look into the camera."

Nancy stood and preened for the camera for a few minutes. Her smile was radiant and genuine as she turned this way and that. Robert seemed to think her midriff was a prime selling feature too, as he directed her to stand up straight to show a lot of skin. She twisted her hair on top of her head, let it fall again, smiled, pouted, and generally looked sexy.

After a few minutes Robert said he had enough shots and that we should move on to the couple's photos. For the next instruction he put down his camera, as if to get our full attention. In a level voice he explained that he wanted to get some shots of us fully clothed, except for my exposed penis. The magazines and web sites he sold to had told him their readers favored pictures in which an innocent-looking girl acted slightly submissive. Almost as if the girl was pleasing the guy out of duty or obligation. He was professional about it, and even seemed apologetic as he explained this to Nancy, but she simply smiled and nodded with understanding. I nodded dumbly, wondering how I would ever keep from coming all over the place.

Robert asked us to sit on the couch together and face each other. "Now please start kissing slowly." Nancy looked expectantly into my eyes for a moment, smiled, and then leaned in toward me. We kissed very gently, but this did nothing to decrease my mounting excitement. My heart thumped as our tongues met. Robert noticed this and asked us to hold a pose with our tongues intertwined. I could hear Nancy begin to breathe heavily amidst the periodic clicking of Robert's camera shutter.

We continued for a few minutes, until Robert paused to change lenses. "All right you two, let's move on. Michael, please stand up. You too, Nancy. Face each other. Closer. Good. Nancy, I want you to put your hand on Michael's crotch ." Nancy stepped forward and coyly reached out with her right hand. Making contact with my bulge, she squeezed gently.

"Feel all around it." Robert said, clicking continuously. "Look down at it like you want it. No, Michael - you just stand still with your hands at your sides." I stood there and tried like hell not to get so excited that we'd have to stop for twenty minutes while I grew another hard-on after coming in my pants. Nancy patiently stroked my hard cock through my pants, looking down at it with a look of growing lust. I wondered if that look was just for the camera, or if it was real.

Robert stopped clicking and said, "OK, that's good. Now Nancy, slowly undo his zipper, and look Michael in the eye while you're doing it." She held the tab of my zipper in her right hand and looked up at me with a sexy smile. Her grin increased as she inched my zipper down and spread my fly with her fingers. "Hold it there for a moment... look up at him and smile sexy... good! Reach into his pants, but don't take your hand out. Keep the eye contact."

Her fingers reached into my pants and found my cock. Her palm was flat against the underside of my diamond-hard erection, holding it against my abdomen. She smiled up at me as her fingers curled around it and gave it a squeeze.

My breath was coming quick, but there was no respite - this hot babe was standing there holding my cock and I couldn't move. Robert clicked away for a long moment as Nancy softly squeezed and stroked me inside my pants. Her eyes bored into mine, her smile more knowing every second. She was enjoying doing this to me, and seemed to enjoy that I was so turned on by her.

Robert seemed satisfied, and poking his head over his camera he said, "All right, take it out and hold it in your hand." She gently extricated my cock from my jeans and held it in her right hand. My cock is fairly large, and she took in her breath when she saw the whole thing. "Look down at it Nancy. Now use two hands to rub it, and show us how turned on it makes you." Robert then came in for a close-up of her hand on my cock. With our faces out of the frame, Nancy took a moment to look up at me and mouth the words, "Very nice".

Robert asked Nancy to kneel down in front of me and hold my cock up to her face. These were very important photos, and he had to take close-ups and wide angles. It was indescribably erotic, seeing this hot, fully clothed girl kneeling at my feet with my cock in her face. No longer smiling, she had pursed her lips into a sexy pout. Robert clicked away rapidly, sometimes asking Nancy to open her mouth in preparation to suck me. He took photos of her making eye contact with me and with the camera, always holding my cock centimeters from her face. She looked so sexy that I had to close my eyes to avoid getting too excited. That only made things worse as I became aware of her hot breath on my cock.

"Now Nancy," said Robert, "I want you to touch his cock to your face. Rub it slowly on your cheeks, and look up at Michael as you do it." Nancy pursed her lips and began rubbing my cock all over her face. After a while she closed her eyes and continued. I watched as the head of my cock slid over the smooth skin of her cheeks, eyes, nose, and forehead.

Suddenly, it was too much. I felt my cock begin to harden against Nancy's cheek, and I quickly jumped back to prevent my orgasm. I stammered that she had tickled me to cover my lapse in control. "Please be careful Nancy," said Robert. "Just a few more please." Taking a deep breath I stepped toward Nancy, who was still kneeling patiently on the floor. She grasped my cock and again rubbed it on her face while I made a heroic effort to think about baseball.

Robert said those shots were excellent, and began to reload his camera. He said he would be a few minutes, and that I should try to maintain my erection for the next series. Nancy stood up, stretched her legs and said to me in a soft voice, "I'll help you with that. He probably expects me to, but it would be unprofessional of him to ask. Sit down. How is it if I stroke you like this?" She licked her hand and fingers and then began stroking my cock. "It's better when it's slippery like that, right? My boyfriend always says so." (Baseball, baseball!) I agreed that it was better that way, but could she please slow down a bit before... "Sorry!" she said, giggling. "Wouldn't want you making a mess all over my nice clean t-shirt and ending our photo shoot early."

Our photographer was finally ready, and noticed what we were doing. He told us to continue while he took some impromptu shots. Nancy jerked me while I fought to maintain control. Robert then instructed her to stand up and slowly undress while I sat on the couch. He moved around to get her front side as she pulled the baby-t over her head. Her breasts were medium-sized - probably a small C cup - very firm, with tiny nipples that poked out like pencil erasers. The jeans came off next, revealing a shaved pussy with just a small stripe of hair above. After putting her sneakers back on, she was told to get on my lap facing me. I was to suck her nipples and lick them with my tongue.

As Nancy crawled into my lap I felt her pussy slide over my cock, which was still exposed through my fly. I didn't penetrate because my hard-on was pressed tight against my stomach. Her hips rocked slightly back and forth as I tongued her pointy nipples, rubbing her wet slit on my trapped cock. It was like having a lap dance with no clothes on.

Then I remembered with alarm that I sometimes came in my pants when I got lap dances from strippers. Again, the situation became too much for me. This sexy young girl naked on my lap while I sat there fully clothed except for my cock - I almost let go right then, and would have had I not jumped away, tossing Nancy on the couch as I did so. She looked startled for a moment, then gave a small knowing smile. Robert was pissed off because we were losing time. He would have to pay us more if the session went late. "Do you need to take a moment to get yourself together, or what?" he asked testily.

"No, no." I said. "I'm OK. Let's keep going." And a few minutes ago he had asked me to make sure I still had an erection! No worries there, as long I could maintain my concentration.

We moved on to some photos in which we were both naked, and having simulated intercourse. The easiest way to accomplish the illusion was in the doggie-style position, with my cock pressed against Nancy's ass. She looked wonderful on her hands and knees with her back arched. She occasionally wiggled her ass back against me, but not too often, as she probably knew what had almost happened earlier.

For the final "climax" pictures Robert asked me to kneel astride Nancy's chest, and to put my cock between her breasts. She would press her titties together, and I would toss my head back with a look of ecstasy that would suggest I was about to come. No problem there, I thought. Here's a piece of acting I could pull off - hopefully without actually getting off.

Nancy's firm tits felt like silk as she pressed them around my cock. She grinned up at me like a slut who was looking forward to her man shooting come all over her. Mercifully, she didn't pump my cock. She must have felt how close I was to losing it and stayed still. But that slutty look of lust that almost did the job by itself. Taking slow, deep breaths, I managed to hold off until Robert announced we were finished. "Ok, you guys - all done. You can get dressed. I'm going across the hall to store the rolls until I develop them later. I'll be back in a minute and give you your checks."

I got up and exhaled. My cock actually hurt, it was so hard from all the teasing. I put my clothes back on and stood up to leave. Nancy had her pants back on and was holding her shirt. She walked over to me and said, "It was fun working with you. Are you... OK?"

"Yeah, I'm fine, thanks." What a lie. She looked irresistible standing there topless in her jeans, her long hair flowing down her back. So slim, so smooth. Her nipples were still pointy. Were they always like that?

She looked at me for a moment silently, then quickly looked over her shoulder. She kissed me on the lips and whispered urgently, "Stay right there."

Nancy dropped quickly to her knees in front of me, and again undid my zipper. As she pulled my cock out she looked up and said, "You look like you need this bad." With that she began sucking my cock with great abandon. This was no leisurely blowjob. She was trying to make me come in a hurry, and I was all for that.

I intertwined my fingers in her long hair as she sucked me deeply, swirling her tongue around my shaft. She held the base of my cock with one hand, and pinched her erect nipples with the other. My hips bucked back and forth, fucking her mouth with my cock. I reached down to help her with her nipples. When I twisted one hard she moaned softly around my cock. That did it.

As my cock began to harden she took it out of her mouth and jerked it quickly with her hand. Her eyes were wild. "Are you gonna come? Are you ready?" I nodded urgently, and she said, "Do it on my face! Come all over my face like you wanted to before!"

She aimed my cock at her face as she stroked it, closed her eyes and tipped her head back slightly. I groaned loudly as I began to shoot. Her hand stroked five straight shots of come out of my cock and all over her cheeks, mouth, nose, and forehead. It looked like she had been caught in a downpour of come. She then rubbed my cock all over her face as she milked out the last of my come, smearing it into her skin.

It was the most intense orgasm of my life. My knees buckled, and I collapsed back onto the couch in a daze. Nancy remained kneeling in front of me, apparently unwilling to disturb the painting she had created on her lovely face. Telling her to stay still, I quickly jumped up and grabbed Robert's instant camera off the table. Thank God there was still some film in it! I took two photos of Nancy from the waist up, the come dripping off her chin and onto her breasts.

I stuck one photo in my pocket, gave the other to Nancy, and helped her wipe the come off her face with her shirt. We kissed quickly and she finished dressing. Just then Robert walked back into the studio. He looked curiously at Nancy's splattered shirt as he handed us our checks. Nancy said she was off to see her boyfriend, and gave me a little wink as she walked out the door.

The Photo Session



I didn't really expect any response to the ad I placed. It read as follows: 'Mature white professional male. Has digital camera and seeks female or couple for nude photography. Must prove age (over 18) and sign release. Will pay $25 per hour (two hour minimum).' I was shocked when I received and email from a purported couple. They claimed to be young 19 and 20 and nicely proportioned.

I responded asking for more details about their photogenic qualities and asked if they would mind their photos being posted on the internet. Their response was positive and I decided to write back and see if they would like to meet in a public place to get familiar with each other first. They agreed and the place and time was set. I showed up at the agreed upon location about five minutes early. There was an attractive couple sitting on a bench there in the mall. I approached them and asked, "are you Jay and Trish?" Jay looked at me and replied in the positive. I suggested that we go get a drink and they agreed. We went to a nearby bar and grill. Each of us ordered a drink and began talking. I explained that since I was married I did not have any interest in having sex, but that I was indeed a voyeur and really enjoyed watching others and taking photos. 

They asked if my wife knew of my interests and I responded in the negative. They said they were both in college and could use the money I had promised. They had been dating for several weeks and had had sex on numerous occasions and thought they might as well put their enjoyable pastime to good use and make some money. They did ask that I pay them each $25 per hour. Jay's rugged handsomeness and Trish's pixy like beauty made it impossible for me to say no. I asked if they had a place to do the photos. They said yes and gave me an address and time the next night. 

I arrived at the appointed time and knocked on the door. Trish answered the door in a terry bathrobe. She smiled and motioned me in. She led me into the bedroom where Jay was spread out on the bed nude. I could see they had already begun their preparation. I was awe struck at Jay's nudity. He was in very nice shape, with broad shoulders and small waist. His dark hair covered his body and was especially thick around his pubic area. 

What really surprised me was the size of his penis. It was the largest I had ever seen. It had to be 10" long in it's soft state if it was an inch. I couldn't imagine what it would be hard. Jay smiled and greeted me. He knew I was impressed. I watched as Trish slipped out of her robe and climbed onto the bed. She had a fantastic body as well. She is about 5'2" tall and about 90 pounds. She had curves in all the right places with a beautiful small breasts and dark pert nipples that stood straight out. 

I quickly asked if they minded if I photographed in the nude so I felt more a part of the activities and they readily agreed. I quickly stripped and got my camera. I felt a little self-conscious since my cock is only about 5" long fully erect but I was enjoying myself too much to worry about it. "What do you want us to do?", Jay asked. I said, "do what comes natural, although I would like you to start with a little oral sex." They immediately began kissing and exploring each other's bodies with their hands. I watched and prepared to take pictures when the opportunity arose. I shot a couple of Jay sucking on Trish's nipples. Finally they got into a sixty-nine position and I watched with fascination as Jay's tongue explored Trish's pussy and ass, snapping a couple more photos. I moved to the other side and saw Trish holding Jay's cock with both hands and closing her lips over the head of the huge tool. Both of her hands were not enough to cover the entire cock. She really couldn't get very much of the monster into her mouth due to it's size. I watched as she moved her lips up and down over the head as best she could. I couldn't imagine her taking that into her pussy, but I was soon to find out if she could take it or not. 

They were both building to a climax and they began shifting to a missionary position. Trish lay on the bed and spread her legs wide as Jay got on his knees between those gorgeous legs and took his cock in his hand to led it into her gushing cunt. I can usually insert my cock when it is erect without holding it due to the fact that it sticks straight out, but Jay's cock had to be hand guided due to the size of it and gravity pulling it down. I winced as I saw him place the head of his cock against Trish's pussy lips and gently begin to push it into her. I snapped pictures as quickly as I could as he slowly pushed into her. I glanced at Trish's face and saw her glazed look and rigid nipples and knew she was about to cum. 

Sure enough she did just that. Her entire body surged and spasmed as she was racked with the strongest climax I had ever witnessed. Jay hesitated his entry until her shuddering slowed and then he continued to enter her and slide back and forth in her. He couldn't slide his whole cock in due to his size but Trish was able to accommodate about two third of it. I watch fascinated as Trish shuddered again and climaxed. This went on for several minutes with Jay relaxing his motions while Trish's orgasm passed. I could tell that Jay was getting close also as he threw his head back and his eyes rolled. He spasmed and pushed hard into her as he shot his load. I could see Trish wince as he pushed into her nearly burying his cock completely into her. I was continually shooting pictures, as my cock throbbed and dripped pre cum. This had to be the most exciting sex I had ever witnessed. 

Both Jay and Trish fell onto the bed exhausted. I snapped a couple more photos of them lying there on the bed. I walked around to Trish's side and bent to take a picture of her beautiful face with slight signs of perspiration on her upper lip. She smiled up and me and licked her lips as she signaled me to move over close. I did so and she reached out and grabbed my cock and drew it to her face. She smiled up at me and I did not have the will power to resist as she licked the precum off the head and devoured my entire cock into her mouth. I felt the back of her throat against my cock head and knew that this was going to be almost instantaneous. Sure enough all she had to do was run her lips up and down my throbbing cock and I felt the most amazing orgasm sensation pass through my body as I shot my cum into her mouth. I watched as she swallowed. My cock pulsed and throbbed as I emptied my pent up cum shot after shot into her mouth. I felt her tongue licking the last drops from my slit and pulled out. What a fantastic way to finish a fantastic shoot.

I paid them in cash and gave each an additional tip for an extra good show. We agreed to meet again in about a month. A specific time and place to be set by email.



The Photo Session



I got an email from her two days ago. She said her husband was out of town and she needed some pictures taken. We’d been talking on the phone for a few weeks now, and thought it would be the perfect chance to finally meet. We were only three towns over from each other.

April and I have been talking online for a few weeks now. I stumbled upon her pictures on a website and couldn’t help but stare. The first thing I noticed on her was her eyes. She had a cute little round face, and soft lips. She had a few extra pounds on her, but to be honest, it made her look even better. She was a very sexual person, even in the pictures where she wasn’t intentionally trying; I tell you it’s her eyes.

She knew I wasn’t a professional photographer, but I took photographer very seriously. Most people think you need a good camera or a tripod to take great pictures, but I think it all depends on whose hands the camera is in. 

I grabbed my point and shoot camera and the directions to April’s house and headed for the door. It was a short drive, as expected but I was really nervous about it. I had only met one woman from the Internet before and she turned out to be a complete psycho. But April seemed different from her, so I figured it might be fun. This would be an especially difficult photo session, but I had no idea just how hard things would get. But I figured I could get through it in a professional manner. I did one day want to become a professional photographer, and not just with beautiful models. This would be first foray into working with a model.

I pulled up to the apartment complex, and it was just as she had described it. I sat in the car for a few minutes, checking myself in the rear view mirror and just getting my courage to go in there. I kept telling myself nothing would sexual would happen, and you were just doing her a favor by taking these pictures for her. I had no idea what she wanted with them. It never occurred to me she was going to post them on her site. I guess I was too nervous to think this one out.

I went up to the door, camera in hand and rang the doorbell. About a minute later, the door opened and I got the shock of my life. Instead of being in regular clothes (like I expected), April opened the door in a naughty little school girl outfit, including the white dress shirt, plaid skirt, white knee high socks and even more realistic was the hair in two pony tails on the sides of her head. She looked so incredibly sexy.

“I saw your car pull up. I was wondering how long you were going to sit out there before you rang my door”, she grinned. I still thinking I was speechless, trying to take in the sight I held before me. I just kind of shrugged at her, still speechless. “And why did you bring your camera? We’re going to be using my digital camera. This is for the website, silly. And I don’t think you want to go into the pharmacy with these kind of pics. Now get in here, I’m starting to get cold.

Blindly I just nodded my head. I would have walked off a cliff and not thought twice about it. Her house was nice and quaint. She gave me a quick tour through the living room. I set my camera down on the coffee table and found my voice again.

“Well, where would you like to do this? I mean, the pictures.” I asked.

“Believe it or not, the lighting is best in the bedroom. Come on, it’s down the hall and to the left.” We walked into the bedroom. She had set up small lights and a white sheet against the wall. “You know, it’s nice to finally meet you face to face. I already know you pretty well for our first meeting,” she smiled.

Stunned as I usually am, I was able to regain my senses. “Yeah, it’s great. I’m glad you asked me to help you out”.

“Me too”, she smiled again. “I wanted to get these pics done earlier, but my husband had to go out of town. You know how it is sometimes”.

“Yeah, I guess”, she sat on the bed.

“Have you ever directed a photo session before?”

“No, I’m sorry. I haven’t”, but now I was really wishing I had. 

“Well, there is a first time for everything. So tell me what you want me to do?”

“Um, hmmm”, I thought about it. I really had no idea what I was doing now, and I was trying to hide a mean hard on too.

“You are in charge. Whatever you think is a good pose, I’ll do. Don’t be afraid to tell me what to do. Besides, I like a guy in charge”, she gave me a seductive smile. 

She handed me the camera. I took a few seconds to get used to the focus and zoom buttons as April pulled a chair from the hallway into the bedroom. Soon I was ready. I sat down in the chair and focused on the camera on my model. “Okay, April. Turn your head a little to the side, give me a grin”. She did it. “Okay, before we take a picture, I want you to unbutton a few buttons on that shirt. Show me some cleavage”. She nodded her head as two buttons opened. The lacy bra she had on did little to hold her in. I took a few pictures of her. “Play with your hair”, she did this as well. I will admit, I was starting to get into it. I think she was too. Next I had her get on her hands and knees, squeezing her breasts together. April started crawling on the floor, her breasts hanging out of her shirt and bra.

“How’s this?”, she whispered, crawling closer to me.

“Look up at the camera like you are hungry for something”, I say as she slides to my feet.

“I am hungry for something, for someone. For you!” Her fingers trace up my leg and inner thigh. She reached for my zipper, quickly pulling it down and reaching into my pants. I started taking a few pictures as my pants dropped around my ankles and she fished my cock out of the hole in the boxers. With my cock out, she brought her hot mouth to it. I snapped more pictures of her pretty little face bobbing up and down, deep throating my man hood. I couldn’t concentrate on the pictures with the way her lips and tongue felt on me though. Slowly I lowered the camera down to the ground and stared down at her. She looked up at me, my dick in her mouth. I reached down and cupped her tit through her bra. 

April moaned as my cock moved in and out of her mouth. Instinctively I started moving my hips into her. “That’s it, baby. Fuck my mouth”. I pulled her tit out from her bra, pinched at it 

She climbed up on my lap as I fully removed her shirt and bra. We started kissing deeply, I could taste my precum on her tongue. I didn’t care. I started kissing her neck as she ground her hips into mine. She raised my arms and lifted my shirt off my chest. She started rubbing her bare tits against my chest. It was driving me absolutely wild. I couldn’t take it anymore. I bend down to kiss her tits, sucking them into my mouth. I stuffed my mouth full of her tit as she started bouncing up and down on my lap, her fingers wrapping around my cock. April shook her tits around my face. 

She got up with a look on her face. She laid back on the bed, and spread her legs wide open as her panties made their way down her legs to the floor. 

“I’ve had enough of this teasing. Get over here and fuck me”, she reached into the small table by the bed and pulled out a condom. . I watched as her hand slid between her legs, probing her pussy as I unwrapped the condom and slid it down the shaft of my cock. “Yeah, baby. Come on. I want you so bad” she whispered as I climbed on top of the bed towards her.

I laid down on top of her kissing her lips hungrily. I quickly repositioned myself in between her legs. “I wanted you from the moment I saw your first pictures online”, I moaned to her. 

“Then do it. No more talking, just fuck me with your big hard cock!”. I took my cock in hand and drove it into her, splitting her in half. “Oh yeah, baby. That’s it! Give it to me nice and hard now!” she screamed as my hips lifted up and slammed back down into her pussy. April lifted her legs into the air around my hips, tracing the crack of my ass with the heel of her foot. I squeezed her tits in my hand as I pounded into her. She screamed for more. Our tongues danced as I slid in and out of her, moving harder with each entry. We moved in perfect rhythm of each other, her hips meeting my thrusts with each shift of my body. She loved it. I know I did.

It felt so good to be inside her now, the woman I had fanatazied about fucking, I finally was. And she loved every inch of my cock. I watched as my cock disappeared into her body, then I looked deep into her eyes. April arched her back as I bit down on her neck. I did it again, as we both seemed to be enjoying the activity. She drove her nails into my back, leaving scratch marks on the small of my back. I didn’t care. They were souvenirs. 

Her pussy clamped down on my cock as I drove down deeper into her. April moaned for me to fuck her with each thrust. 

“You make me so absolutely wet, baby. I love your cock in me. It feels so incredible.” She screamed. Instead of a vocal response, I pounded harder into her.

I lifted myself over here, staring into her eyes as my cock disappeared into her pussy repeatedly. She was incredible in bed. I knew I was getting close. I grabbed her tits, squeezing firmly in my hand.

“Oh baby, right there… I’m going to CUMMMMMMMM,” I felt a rush of warmness around my cock as her body bounced with delight. She began to calm down. I gave one last push into her as I started to cum.

“Oh God, April. I love fucking you,” I moaned as my cock erupted warm cum into the condom. Sweat beaded off my brow as I caught my breath. I slid off her, pulling her into my arms. 

“You were incredible, baby”, she said as she closed her eyes. We snuggled closer together. 

April and I must have fallen asleep. I woke up a few minutes later. I looked at her, completely out of it. I walked over and picked up the camera. Excited, I looked at the pictures I had taken. I was there for four and a half hours, I only took six pictures worth a damn. But what I got was better than any picture could be.

I decided to wake her up. I could have tapped her shoulder, or called her name. But I had a better idea. I crawled to the foot of the bed and looked up at her. Yeah, she was still asleep. But not for much longer. I started tracing small kisses up her leg to her thigh. Still no movement. I pressed my face against her pussy, sliding my mouth open and my tongue slowly snaked inside her. She began to moan. Her eyes were still closed though. I sucked her clit into my mouth. April’s eyes burst open. I definitely caught her off guard with that. Her hands went through my hair as she pushed my face into her warm pussy.

“Such a naughty boy! How’d you know that was my favorite way of being woke up?” she said as I licked her pussy. I couldn’t respond to her though, I had a mouth full of pussy. I breathed her sweet aroma. My chin nuzzled against her as she started humping my face. I slid my hand to cup her breast as I was rewarded with an explosion of cum in my mouth. 

I crawled up on the bed and kissed her deeply. We laid in bed, kissing and fondling for a little while longer but we were both too tired for sex. Soon after, I left.

I had a feeling this wasn’t going to the last of our photo sessions together. 



The Photo Session



A few weeks after their night out at the cinema (see Cinema Night Leads to Better Things).

Karen had rung to ask if Ted would take some photos of her as a present for Tony. The session was set for today. Carol had agreed to help Karen with her make up and clothes, but said she would leave them for the photo session.

Karen arrived ahead of time, she looked fantastic in a leather mini skirt and knee high leather boots and a roll neck sweater, which showed all the curves in the right places. She came over to Ted and gave him a hug and full kiss. 

'Not changed your mind I hope?' 

"Oh no, I've been looking forward to posing for the camera, it should be fun, besides it's going to be a lovely present for Tony". 

Ted was very much in agreement with her. 

Ted insisted on taking a couple of pictures of Karen in her leather skirt before she changed. She looked very sexy in it. She sat on a stool with her legs crossed, which showed off her legs very well, with her skirt being so short. 

Carol came through and greeted Karen with a sensual kiss and a hug. Ted continued to take some shots of Karen to get the lighting right and relax her, and get her used to the lights and the noise of the camera. The two girls then both went off to get Karen changed and made up for the photo's, leaving Ted to finish off setting up the lights.

When she came in, Ted said Karen looked great the make-up looked great, blue eye shadow, deep red lipstick and red nail varnish. She was wearing a black business suit with a silk blouse, black stockings and high heels and as always, her hair looked great.


Ted gave Karen a large glass of white wine in a long stemmed glass, this was to act as a prop as well as to relax her. Although Ted did not think, there would be many problems in that area. Karen drank most of the wine in one go. Ted refilled her glass. She smiled at him, relaxing a bit. Karen was enjoying the attention he was giving her.

Ted started taking pictures of Karen as she sat on a high stool. He got her to cross her legs, and hold the wine glass on her lap, both hands wrapped around the stem. He took the picture, then told Karen to tilt the glass forward, so he could get the ring of lipstick she had left on the rim. Then he got her hold it up almost to her lips, ready to take a drink. 

The whole time, he was telling Karen how great she looked, and how perfect the pictures would be. Karen felt flattered and amused that he would say so. 

"You're just saying that." She told him, hoping it's not true. 

"No, I'm not. I really believe it. Really!"

After about 10 pictures of this, Ted asked if she would like to do more. Karen said sure, since she was starting to enjoy it. Ted went over to the stereo, and turned on some hot, soft, romantic music. Not sleepy classical, but something with an underlying urgency to it. Not rushed, but not boring. After refilling her glass, he got her to look down a bit, stare up at him, with the glass close to her mouth.

"Ok, now lick your lips very slowly, like it's the most arousing thing you have ever tasted."

She did her best act, and noticed her lips felt pretty good and smooth. She put on a ghost of a smile, trying to be alluring. The wine is starting to work on Karen, since she was on her third glass; she has been sipping it in between shots. 

Karen removed her jacket and Ted noticed she did not have a bra on underneath her silk lavender blouse. 

"Great," he said. "Put the glass down, stare at the camera, and pull your shoulders back. Now lift your chin, and put one foot out to the side. Hands on your hips. Great!" 

He took a series of pictures, Karen was trying to be the sexy businesswoman boss type. It seemed to be working, because as she watched Ted take the pictures, she noticed he was getting a hard on. 

Karen decided to spring a surprise on Ted, she leaned back, holding the glass high over her head, and tilted her head back. Ted was snapping like crazy, because her breasts were tight against her blouse. Then, without warning, she tilted the glass and let the wine run down her chest, over her stomach, and down to the floor. 

The wine was cold, and it made her nipples tighten, and stand out even farther against her blouse. Ted asked her to turn towards him, and do the same thing again. The blouse was now almost see-through, just adding a hint of colour to her skin. Karen’s breasts were looking good through it, and she felt excited. He said it's perfect. Just what he was looking for. So sexy, yet not dirty. Kind of like a wet t-shirt contest, he said. So she continued.... 

Karen started to unbutton her blouse, and got down to her cleavage before she stopped. She leaned forward, pushing her tits at the camera, and holding the blouse open to show her breasts. It looked good against the see-through material, which is all around them.

Ted lay on the floor, and got Karen to stand above him, astride of his head, as if she was walking. He took some shots of her stocking legs with their suspenders and the small black thongs she was wearing. 

Ted decided to let Karen do what she wanted, snapping pictures at a rapid pace. She started to undo her skirt, unwrapping it from around her, and letting it fall to the floor. He almost fainted when he saw the garter belt and skimpy thong she was wearing. 

He asked her to remove her stockings. Bending forward from the waist, her full breasts creating a stunning cleavage, Karen stared into the camera and ran her tongue around her lips once more as she unfastened the suspenders and rolled her sheer stockings slowly down her thighs.

'Fantastic,' he said. 'Now your suspender belt.' 

With a sultry smile, she turned her back and pulled at her thongs along with the belt, bringing into view the smooth skin of her buttocks. Karen reached behind and opened her arse cheeks, briefly displaying her anus for the camera, then she discarded the suspender belt and pulled up her thongs. Having removed her blouse, Karen started to fondle her luscious nipples, stroking them an rolling the tiny erections between finger and thumb, her eyes half closed as if oblivious to all but the divine sensations at her finger tips.

Her vagina was stirring, jumping violently and showing its displeasure at being ignored. It ached to be touched so she slid a hand into her thongs feeling is warmth, then pushing a finger into its silky depths. Her head lolled back as she fell in to a chair. Forgetting where she was for a few moments, Karen surrendered full to the joys of a finger fuck, stopping only at the point of climax. 

She realised that Ted was getting some close-up shots of this, so she pulled her thongs to one side and spread her legs wide, giving the camera a perfect view of her clitoris as she parted her lips for him. 

Ted remembered the banana shot from before and passed Karen a very ripe long thick banana to Karen who giggled as she unzipped it and plunged it between her red lips. Ted got some close up shots of her brazen act. She moved it in and out of her mouth, her eyes closing. She nibbled some of the fruit. Ted opened a bottle of champagne and poured Karen a tall glass full, he got some shots of her drinking the bubbly drink, the flash glinted off the glass.

Karen was by now full absorbed in the photo shoot, the drink had relaxed her, and she seemed to be enjoying posing and acting in front of the camera. Ted passed her a wrapped box that Carol had left for her, Karen ripped off the wrapping paper and shrieked when she saw what was in the box. The gift card just said 'Enjoy!!!' The box contained a 12" black vibrator. 

Ted decided to get the video camera running for this next part of the photo session, the sound and moving pictures he thought would add to the pleasure of the scene that was about to happen in front of him. He would continue to shoot stills for the album.


Karen grasped the vibrator in both hands, moving her fingers over its length. She turned it on, it made a discreet buzzing sound, and she teased her body with it. She moved the tip nearer to her pussy, pulling her thongs off, she opened her legs and placed the tip against her clitoris. Her eyes closed in pleasure, as she moved it up and down her slit. With one hand, she held her lips apart and pushed the tip of the vibrator into her pussy. She worked it in and out of her pussy, her head rolled from side to side as she reached an orgasm. She gently groaned and her breath grew ragged as she plunged the full length of the vibrator between her legs. As she pulled it out of her pussy it was glistened with her juices. She appeared to have forgotten about the cameras by now and was concentrating on her own enjoyment. Ted had caught most stages of Karen's pleasure on film and all of it on video.

Satisfied that he had enough material, Ted showed Karen where the shower was and let her refresh herself under the strong and powerful jets of water. Over coffee they chatted and she told him she was looking forward to seeing the results, or more to the point the look on Tony's face when he saw the pictures. ------

Ted went to see Karen to give her the photos and the video. Over coffee, Karen looked through the pictures, she decided to separate them into two categories. One that she could show anyone, and the other, the more riskier ones would only be seen by close friends and of course Tony who would approve of the more raunchy pictures. The video was gift-wrapped and was reserved for Tony and Karen's own late night viewing.

Karen was very pleased with all the pictures that Ted had taken. She teased Tony with the video. Karen also showed the pictures to her friend Debbie who was very impressed with them. Debbie asked who had taken them. Debbie wanted some pictures for her partner Mike's 40th, so Carol arranged for her to see Ted to take some and got his friend Josh and Karen along to help out too.

Debbie looked very attractive wearing a pair of black leather trousers that showed her arse off to good effect, She was also wearing a white silk top with a short black leather jacket. Karen was wearing a similar leather jacket to Debbie but with a leather mini skirt, black stockings and 'cum fuck me' high heels

Debbie had an idea about doing a set of pictures that showed her as the Flake girl, but more sensuous and sexy. It would require her to wear some very sexy underwear.

Debbie and Karen came back into the room hand in hand and to Ted's surprise they had both changed into some very sexy silk underwear, Karen's was black, and Debbie's was red. 

Ted introduced them both to Josh, he was about 6foot 2, broad shouldered dark skinned West African lad. They shook hands, his firm grip was slow and deliberate and judging by the smiles it looked as if they were going to enjoy 'working' together. Ted explained that Josh would do any thing the ladies wanted, at which they just looked at each other and smiled. Ted was going to be on the sidelines taking pictures of the action, they would not notice him taking pictures and videoing them both enjoying Josh. All thoughts of Debbie's original idea vanished and Ted prepared to watch and photograph some very raunchy sex.

Firstly Josh looked a little bit over dressed compared to the ladies, until they both set about undressing him and examining him. First off was his shirt, then Debbie started to undo his leather trousers, Josh stood with his hands on his hips, fully aware about what the ladies were about to discover. Josh was well endowed and proud of it. Karen pulled the back of his pants down, 'hmm nice arse' Debbie was quick to reveal Josh's cock, all 12 inches of it. 'Karen look at this monster' Josh just chuckled. 

Both girls stood at his side and they reached for his cock, they each had a hand around it and still the head was visible, which emphasised it's great size. While Debbie kissed Josh, Karen sucked his cock, or as much of it as she could and played with balls, but she was taking control to keep him from coming. Taking control Josh lifted Debbie into his arms and carried her across the room and placed her down on the bed. He lay on the bed and Debbie straddled his powerful body, he pushed the tip of his cock into her pussy, she guided it in, and then lowered her body until he was deep inside her. She let out a brief cry as his cock fully rammed home deep inside her. She then paused and then slowly lifted her body and then with a big smile on his face he pushed his cock slowly back in, a lot easier than the first stroke. 

Debbie was starting to get used to his huge size penetrating deep inside her. Karen was getting very horny watching them. She saw her chance to get her pussy licked out by climbing astride of Josh's face and lowering her pussy on to his lips, he quickly found her clit with his tongue and had Karen moaning with delight. His long tongue could reach inside her honeypot further than she had ever experienced. It was just like being fucked.

Karen leaned forward and caressed Debbie's breasts, they kissed passionately. Josh continued to tease Karen with his powerful tongue, he turned his attention to her puckered arse. He first of all used swirling movements around her arse and then whist holding her cheeks apart he pressed his tongue inside her. 

Karen got off Josh's face and flopped on the bed, she looked very flushed from the workout he had given her. Debbie couldn't resist the idea of teasing Karen some more, she climbed off Josh, he lay on his side leaning on his elbow and watched Debbie lick at Karen's pussy. Karen just lay back with her eyes closed. 

'Oh Karen he really did do you so well' 

The sight of Debbie on all fours between Karen's thighs was arousing Josh further. He positioned himself behind Debbie, holding on to her hips he pushed his cock deep inside her pussy, she arched her back as he thrust in and out of her. There was no holding him back his actions became almost animal like, the noises were incredible, the suction of his cock pushing in and out of Debbie who was moaning and shrieking as went from one orgasm to another. Josh was reaching an all time peak when he unloaded his balls into Debbie, Karen was giving his cock a gentle wank and squeezing his balls which helped him stay hard. 

He pulled out of Debbie and flopped back on to the bed, his body glistening, his cock covered in her juices. Karen took his cock in her mouth, Josh liked this and put his hand on the back of her head to encourage her to take more into her mouth, but his large size was proving too much for her. Debbie soon recovered and joined Karen in licking Josh's cock, neither of them could take his full length in their mouths, but they both tried it. 

Karen let Debbie continue sucking Josh whist she kissed him and played with his arse. Her finger slipped in to his tight opening causing him to gasp, but it made his cock rock hard again 

'Hmm nice and hard again Josh. I would love you to fuck me from behind' said Karen

She got on all fours and Josh kneeled behind and pushed his cock deep inside of her wet pussy. After a short while he pulled put and manoeuvred his cock in to Karen's tight arse. She cried out as he eased it in. Debbie lay under Karen, she held her pussy lips open with her fingers and teased and sucked her clit, Josh pushed his cock to it's full depth inside Karen's arse. 

He gently eased his cock out leaving just the engorged head inside her. Debbie could see her arse stretched around his cock. She reached up and coated the shaft of his cock in Karen's pussy juices. He slid back in again and Karen gasped as he reached full depth. Debbie continued to lick her clitoris but also started to tease Josh by playing with his balls. Karen was managing to cope with the size of Josh's cock and urged him to fuck her harder. 

Her body took control of her desires and she pushed back on to his cock and rocked on its full length as it pushed deep in and out of her arse. Debbie managed to get out from under Karen as Josh speeded up his assault on Karen's arse. To maintain Karen's constant orgasms, Debbie pulled on Karen's nipples making her yelp in pain and in pleasure as she twisted them between her fingers. Josh was now pulling Karen on to his cock holding on to her hips. His breathing became more of a panting as he came deep inside Karen.

The group had almost forgotten about Ted who had taken many pictures and video of the action that afternoon. Debbie had not forgotten him, she came over to where he was stood and dropped to her knees. She eased his stiff cock out of his shorts and played with it's full length. Watching all the hot action had made Ted very stiff and did not think he would last long once Debbie started on him. Ted ran his fingers through her hair as she bobbed her head along the full length of his cock. He wanted to explode, but not in her mouth.

They quickly changed positions, he lay down and she straddled his body, taking his cock deep in to her pussy. He massaged her breasts as she fucked herself with his cock. He raised his hips to meet her downward strokes and the pace quickened up. Debbie was crying out as her orgasm hit her. Ted kept going until he hit his peak and cock spurted his cum deep inside her. Debbie could feel his cock spasm, and she used her muscles to milk him dry.

She collapsed down on to his chest, both exhausted but very satisfied. It had been a long afternoon, after they had all showered and dressed they went in search of a restaurant where they enjoyed a meal and some fine wine. Karen took Debbie home, they chatted in the car about the events of the day. Debbie was looking forward to seeing the pictures. She did not know if she would do anything like this again, but she had really enjoyed it.



The Photo Session



Brian checked his watch, he was running late and hoped he didn't cause Heather and his appointment to be canceled. He pulled into the parking space at the mall, quickly closed and locked his doors and jogged in through the glass door. After taking a quick right, he walked into the department store. Dodging an attractive woman trying to spray him with some odd aftershave, he got the attention of one of the clerks at the perfume counter and asked where was the photo studio?

The clerk pointed toward the back of the store and said it was near the optical department. Nodding, Brian walked quickly toward the back of the store. When he finally made it he spotted Heather who gave him a frightening look and then got up and walked up to the person at the counter. By the time Brian walked into the studio, they were quickly ushered into the back.

"I'm sorry Heather, I got caught in the holiday traffic."

"You could have called, they almost cancelled this thing."

Brian shrugged his shoulders and replied, "Well we're okay now."

"Look, I just want to get this done, it's been years since Mom had a picture of the both of us."

"Calm down, it's okay now."

They were led into a small area and asked if they needed to get changed. They both shook their heads so the receptionist said, "Okay, just have a seat here and the photographer will be with you shortly."

In just a few minutes the photographer rushed in and said, "Okay, why don't you stand before the blue screen?"

Brian and Heather stood up in front of the screen and before they knew it there was a bright flash. "Hey, we weren't ready," Heather complained.

"Just a quick natural shot. Now go ahead and stand next to each other, yes, you, ah..." the photographer looked at a card, "Heather, go ahead and step a bit in front of your husband."

"Brother," Heather replied.

"Okay, step a bit in front of your brother, yes, that's good," he said just before there was another bright flash. "Now, brother..."

"It's Brian," Heather interrupted.

"Okay, Brian, some sit over here and," looking back at his card, "Heather, you stand here."

She moved over and then blinked at the flash. As the spots slowly cleared from her eyes she noticed the photographer walking out of the room as he was speaking, "...will be ready is fifteen minutes. You can wait here."

"He's gone," Heather said, exasperated. "What kind of photo session was that?"

"Look, you bought the cheapest package they had, what do you expect?"

"I don't know, something a little bit more professional."

"You're in a department store studio after buying their cheapest package, what do you want, a Playboy layout?"

"Well it could have been something sexier," Heather replied.

"Oh , you mean something like this?" he asked, reaching a hand around her an pretending to grab her breast.

"No, I think something more like this," she replied, moving to face him and putting her foot up on the chair beside him.

"Or even this?" he asked, lifting his hand up under her skirt and pushing his palm up tight against her panties, "or this?" he continued, slipping his fingers under the elastic waistband of her panties.

Sitting down onto his lap, she reached down and ran both hands up his thighs until finding the growing bulge of his cock. Squeezing it she said, "I think like this."

Brian reached down, unzipped his zipper and then leaned back as his sister pulled his cock out of his pants. He watched as she began stroking it. Whispering, "Do we have time?" he slipped his hand into her panties and pushed two fingers into her pussy. He gasped slightly feeling how wet she was.

"I'm ready now," she replied, "they said fifteen minutes, that means thirty."

Pushing her up off his lap, Brian pulled her panties down and helped her work them over her shoes. He then stood up, and unfastened his pants. Letting his pants fall to the floor, he pushed down his underwear and then pushed his sister's back down, guiding her to lean over the chair. He then moved in behind her and let his cock brush against her ass and thighs before sliding it down over her pussy.

Brian felt Heather reach up between her legs and grab his cock. She guided it between her lips and then leaned back toward him, letting the head of his cock slide into her wet opening. Brian grabbed her hips and thrust forward, shoving his cock deep inside his sister. Feeling the wet, softness envelop him, he held her tight against him for a moment, savoring the feeling of his sister's pussy tight around his cock.

Slowly withdrawing, he backed up until his cock nearly slipped out of her before thrusting forward again. He heard her moan and could feel her fingers banging against his balls. "Damn, she's playing with her clit," he thought. The thought of his sister playing with her clit while he was fucking her turned him on even more and he desperately began plunging his cock in and out of her.

Just about the time he felt the pressure in his ball building and he knew he couldn't hold out any more he heard Heather, moan, "Oh yes, yes, I'm coming."

That was all he could take and he gave into the incredible sensations he was feeling, the warm wetness of his sister as he pushed deeper and deeper into her. He pulled back one final time and then shoved himself hard into her, his cock spurting cum deep inside her. Holding her hips he continued spurting while feeling her pussy convulsing over his cock.

Holding her tight, he kept his cock in her as long as he could, only pulling away when it shrank enough to slide out of her. He quickly pulled up his underwear and pants and was fastening them when Heather whispered , "Quick, help me. Hand me some of those tissues," she said pointing. As Brian handed her several she said, "You must have come a gallon, look at this. Here, give me some more tissue."

Brian handed her the tissue and then picked up her panties off the floor. Heather had thrown out the tissue and he was ready to help her get her shoes through the leg openings in the panties when they heard footsteps. Brian quickly shoved the panties into his pocket and the both sat down as the sales lady came into the room.

"We have your pictures ready if you'd like to come view them."

In spite of the hurried poses and quick session the pictures were nice. Brian and Heather were able to fight off the hard sell and ended up buying the least expensive package, which included one large size photograph for their mother.

"She'll like having something where we aren't fighting," Brian said.

"Yeah, we won't tell her what we do instead of fighting now."

"No I think she would prefer we fight," Brian said. He gave his sister a kiss on the cheek and headed out to his car. It wasn't until he was halfway home that he realized he still had his sister's panties in his pocket. Well, he had a nice souvenir that just might come in handy, he thought, remembering how nice they felt when he slipped his hand under them. "Damn she was wet," he said to himself as he pulled into the parking lot of his apartments.



The Photo Session



Our daughter Cassie had been best friends with Sandy since both girls were in the seventh grade. My wife Sara and I had moved into the neighborhood when Cassie was starting in seventh grade. We had found a nice, wooded lot on which to build and we affirmatively wanted Cassie in this school system. 

The neighborhood, the schools, and our township came to play a large role in our lives. The schools were excellent and the parents in the district were more progressive and open-minded than was common for our region. Alone among the public schools in our state, this school system had a drop-out rate of zero. Ninety-nine point five percent of the seniors graduating from the high school went on to college. The faculty and staff were paid well above the statewide average. Taxes were higher, but everyone seemed to think that the community got good value for its money. Although it took me several years to learn why, I was struck by the high percentage of faculty who were themselves graduates of the high school.

As I said, the township was an island of progressive thinking in a region where "progressive" was commonly viewed as a dirty word. When parents in a nearby school district began a campaign to remove several works of classic literature from their school library as being too "pornographic," the parents in our district started a campaign to put the works of Anais Nin in our school library. They succeeded too.

I'm not sure how it started, but Cassie and Sandy were fast friends within a couple of months of us moving into the area. Sara and I had no complaint. Sandy was well-behaved, polite, and surprisingly articulate and thoughtful for a child. Like Cassie, Sandy was an only child. Soon the two girls were staying over at each other's homes. There was never a hint of a problem.

Our daughters were so close that it was, I suppose, inevitable that we would become friends with Sandy's parents, Mike and Vickie. Sara and I were financially comfortable. I am a lawyer and Sara is an architect. Mike and Vickie were, however, wealthy. 

Coming straight out of engineering school, Mike had appreciated that there would be a growing demand for companies that did environmental remediation and that, given that the need for their services was often urgent, such companies would have substantial pricing power. Somehow, he had found the capital to start an environmental remediation firm in his twenties and had been extremely successful. Later on, he branched into related businesses such as consulting with industry to avert, rather than just clean up, environmental problems. Vickie was a successful ophthalmologist. 

Mike and Vickie had a mansion about a mile from our house. Sara and I dined there many times as did Mike and Vickie at our more modest home. One of us was frequently driving both girls somewhere until they got their drivers' licenses. Mike was obviously very bright, and a truly gentle human being. Vickie was blonde, sexy, very smart, very energetic, and sometimes very direct. In sum, they were good people for whom we developed great respect and with whom we developed a friendship.

As they got into high school, Cassie and Sandy also developed, into very beautiful young ladies. Sandy was much like her mother: blonde, a bit short, with a full figure that was impossible to ignore. Cassie also took after her mother: a bit tall with long gorgeous legs, a small firm butt, and moderate but firm breasts. Like her mother she had fine brown hair and a face which became more beautiful the longer you looked at her.

As a small child, Cassie had not been interested in sports. However, Sandy was a tennis player and had Cassie playing before she finished eighth grade. Sandy was a good player, even as a child. What surprised me was that Cassie rapidly developed into a very good player as well. I guess Cassie has inherited her mother's athleticism. God knows it didn't come from me. In their freshman year of high school, the two girls were already playing doubles on the varsity team.

My next surprise came when both girls tried out to be cheerleaders during the summer after freshman year. I had always thought of cheerleading as being something that objectified women and of cheerleaders as peripheral to the games at which they cheered. I had thought that Cassie and Sandy were both too intelligent and too independent to want to be cheerleaders. I was not, however, surprised that both girls made the squad. I was surprised again that they stayed with it, cheering during the fall and winter seasons and playing tennis in the spring.

Before Cassie came along, Sara and I had certainly not been prudes. Several of our trips together had been to nude resorts and we had even gone to Hedonism once. However, following Cassie's birth, Sara had become very self-conscious about her body. We also felt that we owed it to Cassie to live our lives a bit closer to the straight and narrow. Our nudist experiences of our twenties were ancient history by the summer between Cassie's junior and senior years.

Another, coincidental, link between Sandy and Cassie was that their birthdays were just a day apart. Both girls turned 18 about a month after finishing their junior years. Of course, Mike and Vickie hosted a large party for both girls (we provided the food). Given that it was a bunch of teenagers out of school for the summer, the party was very well-behaved. 

Damn near anything was likely to be discussed at out dinner table. Still, Cassie caught me very off-guard about a week after her and Sandy's party.

"I was talking to Sandy today. Her parents had wanted to get some family pictures taken once she turned 18 so they did it yesterday. It sounded really great. All three of them were nude."

I was sure that I had heard my daughter incorrectly. "What was that last part?" I asked.

Cassie casually replied, "Sandy and her mom and dad had their pictures taken in the nude by a professional photographer."

Still not fully understanding what Cassie was saying, I asked, "Together?"

Cassie gave me her infrequent, but usually earned, look that silently asked how her father could be so dense. "Of course together."

I looked at Sara who just shrugged as if to say that this was news to her also. However, Sara did not look as appalled as I think I must have. There was an extended silence which Cassie finally broke.

"Sandy said that it took a couple of hours and was a lot of fun. They should have the proofs in a few days. I can't wait to see them."

Another, longer silence settled over the table. Cassie broke this silence too. Although, this time, she was a little hesitant and less self-assured.

"Mom, Dad, do you think that is something we could do?"

This time, I knew exactly what Cassie was asking. However, I wanted it out there expressly. I was also interested to see if my daughter could say it outright. "Do what? I asked.

Cassie shot me another, more ambiguous, look and then looked at her mother. "Could we have our picture taken together with all three of us naked?"

Well, I gave her credit for saying exactly what she meant. "So, you want your mother and me to see you naked?" I asked, thinking that I'd embarrass her into swiftly dropping the idea.

Cassie gave me another of the "dumb dad" looks. "Dad, I'm a cheerleader. That isn't something you do if you're hung up about people seeing your body." Then Cassie grinned. "Dad, I think it will bother you a lot more for me to see you naked than it will bother me for you to see me. I want to see you, though. I bet you look pretty good with nothing on. Doesn't he Mom?"

Sara diplomatically did not answer. I took note that Cassie had used "will" as if this was something that was definitely going to happen rather than the conditional "would" appropriate for this kind of theoretical discussion.

Ignoring me now, Cassie looked at Sara. "Can we do it, Mom?"

Sara gave a non-response. "Well, Cassie, we need to think about it. This isn't something we've thought about doing before."

Cassie smiled; relieved I think that her mother had not dismissed the idea immediately. "Talk to Sandy's mom about it. I'm sure she'll explain to you why it is a good thing to do."

After dinner, I asked Sara "What was that about nude pictures?"

Sara giggled. "The more I think about it, it doesn't seem like a bad idea. We posed for more than a few pictures in the buff years ago. They're still around somewhere. The only difference is that our daughter would be with us this time."

"Don't you think that is a pretty big difference?" I asked.

Sara thought for a moment. "I'm not sure if it is or not. She's 18 now. Let me talk to Vickie. I promised Cassie that I would, so I have to do it."

A couple of nights later, I was lying on our bed reading for a while before going to bed. Sara plopped on the bed beside me. "I talked to Vickie about her and Mike having nude pictures taken with Sandy."

After a moment of no elaboration, I asked "Well?"

Sara smiled. "They did do it, in case you were wondering. Vickie is very, very positive about it; but she thought that you and I ought to talk to her and Mike about it before we say anything more to Cassie. They invited us over for drinks and dinner Saturday night. Very casual."

I shrugged. "Ok if you want to."

Sara rolled partway on top of me and gave me a long kiss. The kiss was much longer than was typical in our twentieth year of marriage.

Saturday was a hot day. However, Sara and I decided to walk to Vickie and Mike's rather than take the car. We thought that it wouldn't be too bad because most of the route was very shaded by trees. It was environmentally correct and the exercise never hurts. Around six p.m., we set out dressed very casually in polo shirts and shorts. I carried a couple of bottles of good wine.

I was hotter than we expected. Sara and I were both a bit sweaty when we knocked on Vickie and Mike's front door. Vickie answered, looking as inviting as ever.

"I applaud you for not using your car," she said, "but it looks like you paid a price. Come in!"

Vickie and Mike's house was familiar to us, but it never failed to impress me when I walked it. The second thing that impressed me was that, after walking a mile in the summer heat, their air conditioning felt downright cold.

Vickie seemed to read my mind. "Let's go straight through to the back," she said. "You may be more comfortable out by the pool."

I knew that Vickie and Mike had a pool. Although Cassie came here to swim with Sandy, Sara and I had never been invited to use it. The pool was impressively large. Being on the back of their house, it was surrounded only by their yard and woods beyond that.

Mike walked out behind us. "Welcome. May I get you a drink?" I handed Mike the two bottles of wine. "Would you like me to open one of these or would you like a real drink before dinner?" he asked.

We both turned to Sara, who asked for a vodka-tonic. I asked for the same. Mike looked at his wife and asked "martini Dear?" Vickie nodded. Mike took the wine inside and was back in a few moments with drinks. He handed Sara and me ours and then walked over beside his wife.

Mike started, "Thanks for coming over. I'm sorry that we've never had you two out by the pool before, but there was a reason. Now may be the time."

Vickie, smiling as always, added, "You two look so hot. A swim before dinner would probably feel wonderful." I started to point out that we hadn't brought suits, but Vickie raised a finger to stop me. Smiling and looking as innocent as someone as sexy as Vickie could look, she said, "We've had one rule since we put the pool in a couple of years ago: no suits. Everyone who uses our pool has to use it nude."

I was a bit more shocked than I probably should have been. I started to politely protest, but Mike and Vickie had already kicked off their sandals. Mike was unbuttoning his shorts as Vickie pulled her top over her head. Looking to Sara I could see that she also had her shoes off already and was unbuttoning her shorts.

Addressing my wife, I asked "Did you know about this?" Sara just smiled at me and dropped her shorts. She had gone commando that evening. Turning back to our hosts, I saw that Mike and Vickie were completely naked. I sighed, "Oh well, when in Rome..." I kicked off my sandals, pulled my shirt over my head, and dropped my shorts and underwear in one motion.

Suddenly, the four of us were standing stark naked beside Vickie and Mike's pool. Vickie spoke again, "One thing we've learned with newbies is that everyone should take a good long look before we get in the water. That gets it out of the way so there's less sneaky peaking later and it makes it clear that it is ok to look." She smiled and spread her arms. "It is ok to look."

My first look was at Sara. As always, Sara looked absolutely stunning naked. The very stark tanlines made her nudity seem more erotic. Looking at Vickie, my first thought was that she looked stunning naked too. Then I wondered, if they always swim nude, why does she have tanlines? The next thought which flashed into my brain with an element of panic was "holy shit, Cassie swims over here!"

Mike must have read my mind. "Harry," Mike said in a serious tone, "I've never seen the girls out here. Sandy isn't allowed to invite Cassie over to use the pool if I'm going to be home." Mike was looking me straight in the eye. I believed him.

Vickie cheerfully called "Everyone in the pool." She walked to the edge and gracefully dove in. Sara grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the pool. We dove in together. We swam to the far end of the pool. Sara gave me a tight hug.

Looking back towards the house, we saw Mike carefully set our drinks by the edge of the pool. The he walked back into the shade and brought out a disk-shaped object. He dropped it into the pool where it floated. Mike then slid into the water, and carefully set our drinks on the float. Pushing it ahead of himself, Mike walked about halfway across the pool's width in a part that had about four feet of water. "Here are the drinks. You'll have to come here t get them. This is a close to a waiter as I get."

Sara giggled, took my hand, and we walked towards the drinks float, careful not to create a wave that would upset it. Just as we got there, Vickie surfaced a few feet away and walked over. The float was only about 24 inches in diameter, so we were touching as we stood and sipped our drinks. Mike was across the float from me with Vickie between us on one side and Sara between us on the other.

Pushing her hair back, Vickie took a sip of her drink. Then she said, "Sara, Harry, you did good. A lot of people are more shocked the first time we invite them to swim naked with us. Of course, Sara tells me that you two used to be nudists too."

I asked Vickie, "So, are you nudists?"

Vickie smiled. "Lifelong. That's how Mike and I met. We went to the same college. Someone had posted notices around school for an organizational meeting for a college nudists club. Mike and I and another guy were the only people who showed up."

Mike chimed in, "I had been skinny dipping throughout high school, mainly with the guys. I loved the freedom of not having anything on. When I saw Vickie at the meeting, I thought that any woman that beautiful who was willing to let others think that she might go nude was worth getting to know."

Vickie laughed. "My parents were nudists. Most of our family vacations were to some place like Cypress Cove. Anyway, it was winter, but Mike told me that he knew how to get into the IM pool after hours and asked me if I'd like to go on a skinny-dipping date. How could I refuse that? We went to that pool a lot. We had it to ourselves late on Friday and Saturday nights. We were both naked and, well" Vickie smiled more broadly, "you can imagine what happened. But, you can't imagine how good it was."

Vickie paused and then turned the focus to us. "Sara told me that you two used to go to Club Orient, Paradise Lakes, even hedonism. I doubt that you're prudes. Why did you stop nuding?"

Sara decided to field that. "Like I told you when we talked a couple of days ago, when Cassie was born, Harry and I decided that we needed to live more plain vanilla for her sake. What I didn't tell you is that, for a long time after Cassie was born, I thought that the pregnancy had changed my body and I didn't want people to see me naked."

Mike said, "Well, we can understand your thinking about Cassie. We never went nude around Sandy or allowed her to go nude around me until she turned 18. Well, you know a little about that. But, Sara, I have to say, and I hope that you don't take this wrong; you should not be at all embarrassed about your body. You are very beautiful naked."

Sara blushed slightly. "Thanks Mike. That's what Harry kept telling me. It has taken me a long time to internalize it, if I have."

Vickie added, "Sara, dear, our bodies all change as we have children and get older." She lifted one of her breasts. "I'm getting droopy." (She wasn't.) That's no reason to deny yourself the pleasure of going naked with other people." Vickie paused, sipped her drink, and then grinned. "Besides, you need to get Harry naked around other women. One look at that dick and every girl will envy you. Not me, of course, I have Mike, but there aren't too many Mikes and Harrys out there. I can tell you . . . ." Vickie stopped herself. "Whoops," she said.

I noticed that Mike quickly said, "I better start the grill. Come on Harry, you can help me. We're not dressing for dinner. Let's give the girls some eyecandy."

We climbed out of the pool. Mike lit his massive grill built into a wall along the pool deck. I followed him into their kitchen and helped him carry out steaks. As he cooked them, I noticed that he stood away from the grill and leaned in. In response to my question, Mike explained "I never wear an apron because Vickie wants to see my dick. I stand back so I don't get hot grease on it."

As the steaks cooked, Vickie and Sara got out of the pool. Both toweled off then dropped their towels and walked into the house. Soon they were back carrying bowls of green salad and pasta salad. Watching them setting the patio table naked, I thought that there simply could not be two more beautiful women anywhere.

Soon we were eating a simple but wonderful meal and drinking wine without a stitch on among the four of us. After we'd finished the food and cleared the table, Vickie poured more wine. Sitting down, she said, "We asked you here to tell you about the nude photos we took with Sandy. Well, the real reason we asked you here was because we like you and thought that it was past timed to get your clothes off. But, I promised Sara we'd talk about the photos too." 

Vickie sipped some wine then resumed. "It was a great experience for us. Of course, Sandy has known for years that we are nudists and has wanted to join us. We thought it was better to wait until she was past puberty and the rollercoaster of the early and middle teens. We promised her that we'd all do something naked together once she turned 18. The photos were her idea."

Not knowing how to frame my question elegantly, I asked, "So, what was the experience like?"

Vickie said, "Well, once Sandy said that was what she wanted to do, we hunted quite a while to find a reputable photographer who does nudes. We didn't want some sleaze. Jeffrey is wonderful and agreed that we own the pictures, although I'm sure that he has the images on his computer somewhere. We got there. He gave us each some wine and then asked us to undress so that there wouldn't be marks from our clothes on our skin. His studio was nice and warm. He told us that it usually takes 30 to 45 minutes for the skin to fill out and erase the marks from women's panties and that those marks are more noticeable on prints than to the naked eye. Sandy and I told him that we hadn't worn any panties, but we both had to show him our asses to convince him. That took about 20 minutes. He did, I don't know, maybe a hundred shots. Each of us individually, front back, and sides. Mike and me in a number of poses, Sandy and me, Mike and Sandy, all three of us together. I will say that there was a lot of skin to skin contact between all three of us, but no one minded that. Of course, Sandy and I had seen each other nude some. Mike, what was it like for you as the guy?"