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Photoshoot

By: Ray Dario



Jimmy Rivas was a successful photographer with a beautiful wife. Most men thought he had it made and he would agree with them. Maria, his wife, was a knockout. She stood five foot six inches tall, weighed about one hundred and twenty pounds and had the classic beautiful Hispanic look; Black hair, dark sultry eyes, full pouty lips and that was just the beginning. Her breasts were the perfect size, a full 36DD, and sat high and firm above her twenty four inch waist and thirty six inch hips. 

Today Jimmy was doing a "G" rated shoot for a monthly women's magazine. The shoot was a romantic meeting between a woman and her lover, but the magazine did not want any nudity or even erotic touching other than a kiss. As he usually did for shoots like this, he was using his wife as the female model and a male model sent from the magazine. 

He and his wife got to his studio early and she helped him set up the props and lights for the shoot. Then she dressed in a white button up blouse and a mid thigh length gray skirt. This is what the magazine had specified. She wore black hose and black high heel shoes to complete the outfit. 

Craig, the male model, showed up right on time already wearing the outfit he would do the shoot in. He was a typical male model, a little over six feet tall, muscular, and very handsome. He had blond hair, gray eyes, and just looked like a model. Jimmy was a little surprised, though, at his wife's reaction to Craig. He saw her do a sharp double take when he entered the studio and then quickly she looked away. Jimmy watched her as he talked to them about what he wanted in the shoot and noticed that she kept stealing quick little glances at Craig.

Jimmy knew how hot his wife was, she was certainly a little sex pot, but as far as he knew she had always been faithful to him. He felt just a hint of jealousy rise up in him and then he laughed it off. He trusted his wife and this was just a photo shoot. No room for jealousy. 

It only took a few minutes to get Craig and Maria set and Jimmy explained to them that for this shoot, they were having an affair, and were madly in love. It would start with them separated but he wanted the emotion to show, then they would get closer and closer until they met in a passionate embrace. They would do the sequence several times until he had the shots he wanted.

Everything went fine through the first three runs and Jimmy called for a break while he reloaded his cameras. To avoid the bright lights of the studio he took the cameras back into his darkroom to change the film. It took less than five minutes under the red safe lights to change the film but when he returned to the set his wife looked embarrassed and there was no mistaking the bulge in Craig's pants. 

Jealousy flared again but once again he dismissed it as his over active imagination. Funny though he had done a lot of these kinds of shoots with his wife and he had never felt this way before. They continued with the shoot, but now there was a sexual tension between Craig and Maria and it showed in their poses. As Jimmy looked through the camera he could tell these were the best shots of the day. When they finally reached the kiss, Craig pulled Maria to him and kissed her hard. His tongue went deep into her mouth and she didn't protest, in fact she responded pushing her tongue past his lips and exploring his mouth. Craig's hands caressed her body, sliding down her back and over her full sweet ass.

Frame after frame, Jimmy kept shooting and his wife and Craig kept kissing. Finally Jimmy ran out of film in the camera he was using and he called a stop to the scene. Almost reluctantly the two models broke the kiss. Jimmy started the sequence over again, but this time he had to give Maria time to fix her lipstick and Craig had to comb his hair as well. A few minutes later they started again. The sexual tension was even higher and Jimmy didn't have to say a word as they went through the poses to reach the kiss. As soon as Craig pulled Maria into his arms he began to grope her in earnest. One hand slid up her firm stomach and began to massage her breast, the other went straight to her ass, pulling her tight to him. Maria lifted one leg and ground her hips forward, pressing against Craig's obvious bulge. Craig slid his hand from her breast and pushed it down inside the waistband of her skirt. 

Jimmy thought he was going to die as he watched Craig begin to feel up his wife, but as the model touched her she moaned loudly and then grabbed his head and pushed it down to her chest. In a daze, Jimmy watched as Maria tore open her blouse and guided Craig's head to her breast. He sucked her nipple through her bra for a few seconds and then she reached behind her and unsnapped it. Craig let up sucking just long enough for Maria to slip her bra up and out of the way and then he quickly returned to sucking her now exposed nipple. Jimmy stopped taking pictures and just watched the two lovers. Their passion was now so great that he knew he could not stop them if he tried. He didn't try, instead he just stood there. 

Craig gently lowered Maria down to the floor and pushed her skirt up around her waist. He quickly pulled her soaked panties down and off of her and then lowered his face to her pussy. Maria had the sweetest pussy, thick beautiful lips that spread wide when she was aroused and a large clit that just begged to be sucked. Craig began to lick her cunt, starting with long slow strokes but quickly building to a frenzied pace as he pushed his tongue deep into her sopping cunt. Maria closed her eyes and moaned as her new lover brought her to her first orgasm. She had completely forgotten about her husband and all she thought about was how good Craig's tongue felt in her flaming pussy. 

Craig sucked her clit into his mouth and held it in his teeth as his tongue flicked rapidly over it. He was rewarded by Maria's second orgasm and when she had finally stopped shuddering he raised up and quickly undid his pants and slid them off. His cock was very large and fully erect. He kissed his way up Maria's body until he kissed her lips passionately, letting her taste her own juices on his face before he pushed his big cock deep into her dripping pussy. Maria gasped at the size of his cock as he entered her, and then moaned loudly as he began pumping his meat deep into her cunt. 

"Oh yes, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me good!" She panted out. 

Her words broke Jimmy from his spell and he realized that no one had said anything since they had started this set. Still he could not bring himself to stop what was happening. He just stood there watching his beautiful wife getting fucked by another man.

"Guhh, fuck, oh fuck me good. Make me come lover. Fill my pussy with your cum. Oh fuck, fuck, fuck." Maria panted and grabbed Craig's ass, forcing him deeper into her pussy.

"Oh yeah, baby, I'm gonna fuck you good. I'm gonna fucking knock you up baby. Hear me girl, I'm gonna knock you up good!" Craig's voice was ragged as he fucked her as hard as he could.

"Yes, oh yes, give me your cum. Make a baby inside me. Come on you lovely fucker, fuck me good. Give me a baby. Oh that's it."

The two new lovers suddenly spasmed in orgasm together and Craig fell down on Maria as he filled her pussy with his cum. Several minutes went by as they lay together and then suddenly Maria realized what had just happened and she looked over at Jimmy. He was now sitting on a small modeling stool watching them. When she saw him just sitting there he didn't look angry or upset, just a little shocked. She pushed Craig roughly off of her and quickly crawled over to Jimmy.

"Oh god Jimmy, I, I don't know what came over me. I'm so sorry." Maria laid her head in Jimmy's lap and realized that his cock was hard as a rock. She looked up at him and smiled and then gently unbuttoned his jeans. She took his hard cock into her hands and then kissed it. She looked up at him and he was smiling down at her now. She licked the entire length of his cock and then sucked it fully into her mouth. Jimmy hadn't realized how turned on he had become watching Maria getting fucked but the evidence was irrefutable. Now Maria deep throated his cock and he felt it slide down her throat as she forced her mouth down over it. Then she pulled up almost coming off his cock before sliding back down.

Jimmy looked up and saw Craig lying on the floor watching her suck Jimmy's cock. Craig smiled and Jimmy just leaned back and closed his eyes, enjoying the feel of his wife's wonderful mouth. It only took her a few minutes to bring Jimmy to point of no return. He opened his eyes and looked at her.

"I'm gonna cum." Jimmy said in a hoarse voice.

Maria smiled around his cock and began sucking harder. She felt his balls twitch and his cock jumped in her mouth and then his cum started shooting down her throat. Maria made a valiant effort to swallow his whole load but still some of his cum leaked out of her mouth and down onto her chin.

When Jimmy finally stopped cumming she pulled her mouth off of his softening cock and then used a finger to scrape the cum from her chin up to her tongue. She smiled at Jimmy and then went to the back of the studio and got dressed. When she returned both men were dressed and Craig was getting ready to leave. She rushed over to him and kissed him gently on the lips.

"We'll have to work together again." She said softly to him and smiled. He smiled back and she turned and walked back to her waiting husband.

Photoshoot



"So what's this surprise?" he asks as she leads him into their bedroom, tiptoeing behind him to place both of her hands over his eyes.

"You'll see," she says. 

He feels her petite figure pressed against his back. Through his shirt he can feel the soft material that she is wearing. Silk? Lingerie?

She finally takes her hands away, and he searches for the surprise in the warmly lit hotel room. 

"What is it?" he asks. She is still standing out of view behind him.

"Look on the bedside table," she pushes him forwards playfully. 

There is a small digital camera sitting on the dresser. He takes a step towards it and picks it up. 

"It's fully charged," she explains as he switches it on with a beep-beep, "and it has a memory card in it."

"Is this for what I think..." he begins, and turns around to ask her. He trails off as his eyes take in her figure.

She's leaning back against the wall, hands laced behind her back, head cocked to the side, letting her bright red hair cascade down her shoulder in waves. Dark brown eyes peek out from behind her sweeping fringe and a playful smile tugs at her bright red lips. 

He was almost right about the lingerie. Almost.

She's wearing thigh-high stockings, leaving a small window of pale thigh flesh between them and the hem of a tight black dress. It hugs her figure, leaving him desperate to lift it up around the broad curve of her feminine hips, or to pull the plunging neckline down around her cleavage and let her breasts spill out. 

Under the material he can clearly make out her erect nipples and the curve of her body. 

"You were saying?" she asks with a knowing grin.

"I uh..." he tries, and swallows. "This is for pictures?"

"You've always wanted a proper photoshoot," she says. "So tonight, I'm yours to do what you want with... Start taking pictures, go on."

"Uh, ok," he says, and brings the camera up. He lets it focus,which it does remarkably quickly, and then -

Click. Flash.

He checks the photo and sees exactly what he wants to. Smiling, he takes a step towards her. "Ok then," he says, and she smiles in anticipation, "turn around."

She complies, turning and stretching her hands up against the wall. Her rounded ass cheeks push out from under the hem of her tight dress, teasing him with a glimpse. 

Tensed, her stocking-clad legs stretch out as the camera focuses and she looks back over her shoulder with lust-filled eyes. 

Click. Flash. 

"Lift the dress up..." he is whispering now, caught up in the moment. 

She brings her hands down and lifts the hem up, stretching it around her wide hips and the beautiful, soft curve of her ass. Between her cheeks the camera catches the glistening wetness of her pussy.

Click. Flash.

Without him giving her an order, her own tiny hands grab a handful of each ass cheek and squeeze, pulling them apart for him.

Click. Flash.

He moves closer and motions for her to turn around again. She complies, leaning back against the wall, and he tells her,

"Pull your dress down."

Biting her lip in hot frustration, she runs her hands up over her body and grasps the edges of her neckline. She stretches it down, letting her perky breasts loose. They spill out of the dress.

Click. Flash.

She kneads her nipples between her soft fingers, her eyes closing in ecstasy. There's no need for instructions any more. 

He takes a dozen more pictures as she runs her hands all over her body, feeling herself, gripping and pinching at the delicate curves of her body. One hand slides down between her thighs, and her stocking dressed legs buckle at the knees as she runs a finger over her clit. 

Rubbing her pussy, mouth open and breathing heavily, she looks up at the camera as he takes another couple of pictures of her reddening face looking out from under her hair, one hand pulling at her own red locks in pleasure. 

"Come here," he says, and the heaving in her chest calms as she slides down the wall until she is on her knees, and crawls across the floor towards him as the camera clicks and flashes again and again. 

He keeps taking pictures as she runs her hands up his legs and finds the trembling bulge in his trousers. She squeezes it and he lets out an involuntary gasp. 

More clicks and flashes fill the room as she undoes his belt, throwing it to the floor. She quickly undoes his trousers and pulls them down enough to let his erection strain in his boxers before her eyes. 

Click. Flash.

She pulls his boxers down out of the way, and his cock stands tense and shaking in front of her. Taking it in her hand, she looks up at the camera with an open mouth.

Click. Flash.

Her tongue runs up the underside of his cock first, leading her parted, red lips to its tip, her eyes looking up at him. 

The camera flashes repeatedly as she takes it in her mouth, leaving a red smear on his shaft as she works her lips up and down over his thick cock. 

Click. Flash.

With his free hand, he grabs the back of her head and lifts her to her feet. He steps aside and guides her towards the bed, where he pushes her forward. Leaning on the bed, she looks over her shoulder as he gets behind her. Moving the camera for the best angle, he takes a few shots of her bent over for him, the dress riding up to give him the perfect view of her ass. 

Click. Flash.

He takes a step forward and guides his cock to her wet pussy. Rubbing it down over her clit elicits a low moan from her, her hips bucking back against him. As the camera clicks and flashes, he groans in pleasure and pushes his cock deep inside her.

Arching her back, she looks over her shoulder and their eyes lock as his abs finally touch against her ass cheeks, burying his cock in her. She pushes her ass back against him, taking him as deep as she can, feeling him throb inside her.

He sets the camera to the video setting while he can still see straight, and hits record before placing it on the bedside dresser. With both his hands free, he grabs her ass cheeks and pulls her hips close as he fucks her, slamming his cock into her again and again. She lets out a loud moan and reaches back with one hand. 

He takes her hand and reaches forward as their bodies crash together. Taking her second hand leaves her without any support, and she bends forward until her face is on the bed and he's holding both of her hands back.

Gripping onto one another's arms, he drives his cock into her over and over, pulling her arms back to arch her spine and drive her hips up. Gasping for air, moaning helplessly, she blurts out,

"I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna -"

She bites her lip and moans loudly as her pussy quivers and tenses around his cock. 

Her body shakes with her climax, her face contorts beautifully in a mixture of aching pleasure and satisfaction, until eventually the trembling stops and she flops forward on the bed, breathing heavily, red in the face.

He lets her go and pulls his cock out of her. Without a word, she rolls over onto her back and her legs wrap around him, pulling him close. Her hands grip her tits and her hungry eyes say everything he needs to hear. 

Pushing her up further onto the bed, he climbs on top of her and she guides his cock into her still trembling pussy. Within seconds he's deep inside her again, and she's gripping onto his back and pulling him in with her legs.

Tangled, their bodies buck and shake against each other, both of them silently coming to climax again. He feels his balls tighten and his gut clenches as his own orgasm rushes through his head. Her tiny hands scrabble at his back, and she bites into his shoulder and groans as he pounds her harder.

Losing themselves, their love becomes a rapid, helpless flurry of pleasure and passion. They slam their hips together over and over again until he grunts against her neck and explodes inside her, filling her with more cum than he knew he had. 

She lets out a long, contented sigh.

Where once there was raw lust, there is now tired, satisfied comfort. They roll over as his cock slides out of her body, wrapped in each other's bodies. 

Too quiet to hear, she says something. He lifts his head.

"What?"

"I said: that thing's still recording." She gives him her cute, wide eyed smile and kisses him softly on the mouth. 

Without breaking the kiss, she reaches over and turns the camera off. Shuffling in closer against him as he wraps his arms around her, she nuzzles her head in against his shoulder.

Lying in the afterglow of their photo-shoot, the scene looks somewhat different. She has a rosy blush in her cheeks, her fox-coat hair is dishevelled and the stockings and tight black dress have been replaced with her lover's white shirt. 

He sits against a wall of pillows, one arm like a safety harness around her. Despite her hands being lost in his oversized sleeves, she runs the flats of her palms up and down over the cool skin of his forearm. 

"That was... something," he squeezes her in his arm and she rustles closer into him as though he were her very own mattress. 

"Mhm," she rolls her head on his chest muscle and plants the slightest breeze of a kiss on his skin. 

"We should probably get dressed for dinner soon." 

It's not often that talk of dinner goes with the tone of regret evident in his voice. As if in protest, she wraps his arm further around herself and relaxes her eyelids. 

"Hmm... later." 

"Well in that case," he reaches over with his free hand and lifts the camera from the bedside table. 

"What?" She stirs.

"I'm looking at these pictures." The camera switches itself on with two beeps. 

"I don't want to see them," she laughs. "They're for you." 

"What? Why don't you want to..." her gaze silences him, and she stretches and snatches an amused kiss from him. 

"It's embarrassing – like hearing your own voice being recorded. Keep them to yourself. For... private moments," she says, quickly adding, "when I'm not there." 

"I see." He plants a kiss on her head as she relaxes into his side once more. 

As her eyes droop shut again, he opens the camera's memory and begins to flick through the pictures. 

First, the exquisite shots of her in those stockings and that figure-hugging dress. Then her turned, the arch of her back leading to the curl of her soft, pale ass cheeks, just peeking out from under the material. 

He feels something stir in his groin and shifts himself. Her breath is a shallow whisper compared to his aroused sighs. He flicks through the next couple of pictures, and what he sees heats his face and tightens something in his stomach. 

Pictures of her sliding down the wall, her dainty breasts being squeezed out of her tight dress, her fingers massaging her erect nipples. Others of her crawling along the floor towards him, giving him a beautiful profile of the sweeping curve of her hips, those curves that he loves to hold as he fucks her... 

The pictures are in high definition, so real that he can almost smell her perfume in them. Under the covers the heat makes him sweat, and the skin of his legs sticks to her smooth, porcelain flesh. 

He feels that familiar longing in the pit of his stomach, and the blood pounding in his head gives him an aching throb in his cock as it hardens by the second. 

He flicks through the pictures: his cock in her mouth, her lips working over every sensitive inch of his body like only she knows how. Her bent over the bed, hands pinned at the small of her back, those stockings underlining his favourite part of her body. Then the video... 

Almost forgetting to turn the sound down, the video blares a couple of seconds of her blissful moaning echoing against the slap of flesh on flesh. He jumps in fright and scrambles with the camera before he finds the 'mute' button. 

Tense, he looks at her sleeping form and smiles. Groaning, she shuffles at the edge of wakefulness, before cuddling into his arm like a pillow and returning to sleep. 

With the video still playing silently, he leans his head back and tries to focus his mind. She's asleep; although that's never stopped either of them before. Even after all the years together, he still steals a peak down the shirt he gave her. 

Her petite breasts, perfectly shaped, are clearly visible through the fabric and by looking between the loosened buttons. Under the shirt she's completely naked: no underwear, no panties, nothing. 

The hand resting around her body moves almost of its own accord and before he can rationalise it, one of his hands has plunged beneath her shirt and is fondling her nipples. 

Arching her back, she unconsciously responds, rolling over so that the soft, round cheeks of her ass grind against his rock hard erection. He groans, whether she means it or not. 

Unable to stop himself, he feels himself pushing his cock between the cheeks of her ass, biting his lip to stop himself making a sound. As though she were completely aware of what he were doing, she clenches her cheeks around his erection, massaging it with her own body. Trying to stay calm and avoid waking her, he has to fight the urge to wrap his arms around her. 

Then he feels her own hands snaking down under the covers, and he freezes. Her hands finds their way over her own ass cheeks and he feels her small, cool fingers wrap around the shaft of his cock. Letting out a low breath of pleasure, he nuzzles against her neck, kissing and nibbling at her ear. 

"Hello, handsome," she whispers as she cranes her neck to kiss him. 

Their tongues find each other, flicking and dancing in each others' mouths. While he wraps his arms around her, her small hands pump the shaft of his erection. He bucks his hips without meaning to, and her fingers guide him down between her thighs. 

His hands, free to wander now, pop the shirt open and he grasps her breasts in each of his hands, causing her to let out a long, relaxed sigh. 

The covers are kicked off as it gets hotter and hotter under the covers, giving him a perfect view of her beautifully curved lower body as she guides his cock into her from behind. Tucking one leg under hers, he lifts her thigh to make space for his hand and runs his fingers down into the moistness. 

His cock stretches her from the inside as she writhes and gasps in his grip, his arms and legs wrapped around her in a passionate restraint. 

With his manhood buried deep inside her, his fingers play over her swollen clit and she gasps and moans. Panting, she grinds her ass cheeks back against him while he works his fingers over her clit, faster and faster. 

"Oh fuck," she bites her lip, swallowing hard. She lets herself go in the throes of intercourse, feeling him penetrate her. 

She loves it like this, wrapped in him, both trapped and secure at once, an object of his desire. As he fucks her faster and harder at her whispered, breathless requests, she begins to feel the burning tingle of orgasm building in her groin. 

He pushes her onto her stomach without removing himself from her, his right hand trapped under her pussy as he rubs his fingers around her clit. She feels herself shaking, the weight of his body pinning her down, and she grasps at the quilts and pillows as his teeth finds her neck and the small of her shoulder. 

She hadn't realised until now that she's been screaming his name every time he pulls his cock out, until she can feel the bulge of his helmet about to leave her, before slamming it all the way back in. 

When she climaxes, it's with a long, aching moan of complete satisfaction, accompanied by the warming, full feeling of his cum filling her up from the inside. He goes tense on top of her, and then their rhythm slows and he collapses on top of her. 

She works her pelvic muscles, milking the last fluids out of him; she enjoys feeling him shiver and tremble with sensitivity immediately afterwards. With a contented smile on her face, she relaxes and tilts her head up to kiss him. Their mouths find each other and they share a long, passionate kiss between heavy breaths. 

"Well now I definitely need a nap," she says, "come here." 

Rolling over, wincing as his cock slides out of her tender pussy, she wraps her shirt-clad arms around him and he wraps her up in his body, her head cradled in the crook of his arm, and kisses her on the forehead. 

Whispering their affections, they both find their eyelids growing heavy, until the warm glow of their love carries them off from one dream into another. 

The End



Photoshoot



She arrived at my studio clutching a few bags. They did not look bulky, no surprise I suppose. When we had discussed what she wanted on the phone it was your regular lingerie shoot, some somewhat revealing shots wearing various sexy items, that type of thing. We said our hellos and she was a little nervous explaining as she had on the phone that this was her first time doing anything like this. I told her I would try to make everything as comfortable as possible and handed her a glass of wine with the remark, "this helps to settle the nerves a little."

She smiled as she took the glass and said, "well I have no idea how we should start?"

"Don't worry about that. That's why you're employing me ma'am. I'll take care of it. Just relax for a few minutes." She smiled once again and took a sip of the Chardonnay. 

I picked up my camera and started to take some shots. She sat on the small chair just to the side of the white backdrop. "Have we started already?" she asked nervously. 

"No not really. It's just a few test shots for the lighting and stuff and to help you get used to the camera." She giggled and took one more sip. Her face softened as I attempted to put her at her ease. "Do you have an order you would like to do the shots in?" I asked, "Generally I would start with the less revealing items and then move onto the more revealing lingerie as we progress," I continued before she could answer. "Would you like me to look through what you have and pick what we should start with?" 

She nodded enthusiastically at this suggestion and I placed the camera on its tripod and topped up her wine. I picked up her bags and took them off to the small tables I had. I had a sheet rigged up to pull across this area. A poor dressing room really but it helped a little when the clients were changing. I placed the bags on the table and began to look through the contents.

She strolled over and her pretty face had blushed some, her cheeks gently softened in the studio lights and her ponytail bouncing as she walked. I wished I'd had my camera right at that moment but alas, no and I knew it was useless to try and recreate these spontaneous moments. Another missed opportunity I thought as I proceeded to empty the contents of the first bag. 

"Wow, this is some pretty hot stuff," I said as I placed the red and black corset on the table.

She blushed a little more and grabbed the garment nervously from me. "It's one of my favorites," she said, "Where should I change?" I took this as a cue to get back to the camera instead if rifling through this ladies underwear. She was blushing quite profusely by now her nerves getting the best of her. 

"Oh right," I said, "there is a stool and a hanging rod behind the curtain. Go ahead and get ready. Take all the time you need and we'll begin. Would you like some more wine?"

She nodded and then giggled, "I don't usually knock it back this quick."

I smiled and as I bought the wine bottle to refill her glass. "Oh don't worry, once we start the shoot you'll begin to feel much more comfortable. These initial moments are always the most nerve-wracking but I think it will be a wonderful shoot and a great experience for you. We can't fail to get some beautiful shots, after all look at the model I'm getting to work with." A quizzical look floated over her face for the briefest moment and then a wide smile as she realized the compliment. 

"Well thank you, Sir."

This time I had grabbed the camera when I retrieved the bottle of wine and quickly swung the viewfinder to my eye and clicked. I showed her the beautiful natural smile that filled the large preview window. "There," I said, "we are already of to a wonderful start. Absolutely beautiful." And it was. The unexpectedness of the shot had her at her most relaxed since she had come through the door. It was always good when these impromptu shots turned out so well and particularly helpful in showing the client that I was more than just a 'dirty pic' photographer.

She picked up the corset, the black stockings and tiny black panties from the bag, hesitated momentarily and with her spare hand grabbed the whole bag and marched behind the curtain saying as she went, "well I had best get changed so we can start the real thing then."

I went to do some attending of the set. Well set might be overstating the grandeur a little because to most it would appear to be a white sheet draped over a bar. The sheet was long and pulled out along the floor about twenty feet. To the side just behind the bright lights focused on the center was an old wooden chair. It was battered in all the right places and always looked good against skin, a useful prop for some sultry shots.

By the side of the chair was a mattress wrapped in a clean white sheet. It wasn't the most comfortable thing in the world, you would have a lousy night's sleep on it but it was clean and certainly better than the floor for those shots where laying in some way was the best pose. It was large enough that it usually didn't need any post editing and just looked a part of the overall scene. I was always careful to wash the backdrop and the sheet together so when used in a shot they blended into one seamless unit.

Occasionally there would be a shadow cast but if it couldn't be cropped a few minutes retouching took care of it. A few pillows lay beside in various shades of off-white to give some contrast of color for those shots where this prop was a nice feature especially when combined with the fluffy duvet I had also. A furry rug completed the rest of my props. Corny but a lot of them like a few shots with it wrapped around them and hey they were paying. 

"Erm," she called from behind the screen, "I think I am going to need a hand." Her voice sounded a little different from our call on the phone as voices usually did but there was something more than just the phone voice normal voice thing, a hint of nervousness, a little trepidation was there. No surprise really I suppose as she had never really done anything like this before and this could be a good thing, made them more vulnerable which always made for better shots.

But it was a double edged sword as sometimes even with my best charm offensive they might have a worried edge to them. This could come through the camera well or badly, it was a fine line. She had told me the pics were a present for her boyfriend. They had taken some themselves but point and click pics, usually as the couple are getting heated up, do not show the human form in the best of light.

She also volunteered how her boyfriend had often commented that he found the idea of another man seeing his girlfriend as only he normally saw her quite erotic, she thought this would be a good way to kill two birds with one stone. That was a good sign too, there were some who never told their other half's and the worry of whether their partners would approve or not was captured by the lens, at least initially and when you only had an hour or so that could affect a lot of the shots.

Also there were the occasions when an irate husband would call and demand to know whether you fucked their wife. The jealous types were always the worse as they couldn't believe anyone could take pictures of half and in some cases totally naked woman and not jump them. Mainly because they couldn't see themselves having that willpower. Christ I'm a professional I would protest, usually in vain. They always calmed down eventually. After all their wife had done a beautiful thing for them, did they really think if they were cheating they would bring home some, hopefully, wonderful and arty pictures taken by the man they had just blown.

Thankfully no-one had turned up at the studio yet lol. Shot gun in hand ha ha. 

That is not say there hadn't been some opportunities for a little extra excitement. Once in a while I would get a look and a little after shoot action would go on. But few and far between. Most of my work was still weddings, bar mitzvahs and family portraits, these assignments were a great day in the office, a perk of the job if you will, well at least most of them. 

I wandered over to the screen. I could see a vague silhouette of her body thru the material. No such worries of irate significant others here I hoped as I said, "what do you need me to do?" I knew off course. Corsets are made to shape and enhance and that generally means they are difficult if not impossible to do up completely by the lady herself when the clips are on the back.

Sure enough as I rounded the curtain I could see her struggling. She looked good tho. Very good my thought expanded as I took her in. The sheer black stockings ran perfectly along her legs, up over her knee and half way up her thighs. The even darker band of additional material at the top lay perfectly around her legs with just the two little humps on each leg rising as the garters clipped to them.

She wore black patent leather heels, not ridiculously high but certainly not normal work attire either. The corset was mainly red with black seams and trimming, the bottom of which had lace running around it. It had this too at the top but it ended as it became the cups. It was pushing her breasts up and together and what magnificent breasts they were too. She had mentioned on the phone that she might consider a topless shot it just depended on how she felt. That's fine I had assured her, just do as much as you are comfortable with it is all totally at your discretion. I hoped now that she would. She turned her back so I could pull the corset together. There was a full length mirror in front and I was careful not to let her see me ogling her. Well although I'm a professional I'm still a man.

I kept my demeanor as professional and business like as possible whilst I knew she could see me in the mirror. The first gig like this that I had had taught me that lesson. That lady had seen me take her in, seen my eyes widen and linger a little too long on parts that only her husband and previous lovers had seen. It made an already nervous woman even worse and the shoot reflected the fact that somewhere in the back of her mind I was probably going to rape her. The shots showed her pensiveness and frankly they were not that good because I could also sense a certain tension. Oh well a lesson learned and she still paid so it wasn't all bad. 

As I dipped my head to help with the clasps I did so at an angle where her body shielded my gaze from the mirror. I looked down her back and saw the thin black material of her thong dive between her buttocks. What a glorious sight. Her round cheeks were pale and smooth, the curves as they became her legs were exquisite. I sucked in a breath as I pulled the clips on the corset together and thought to myself that this was going to be a great shoot. I finished the few clips she was struggling with and said, "OK, all done. Are you ready or do you need anything else?"

A spun around and with a big smile replied, "no I don't think so, but you're the expert. What do you think?" With this she twirled around. I looked her over as she gave me a show but made sure not to linger on the small triangle of panty material covering her most intimate area, or the large breasts snug within their corseted confines. I didn't want any doubts in her mind. She was a natural it seemed and I wanted her to remain as comfortable and carefree as possible. 

"OK, lets go," I said and turned to leave the dressing room. I noticed she had barely any wine left in her second glass. "No more wine, this will be work for you too," I smiled.

"It is?" She laughed. 

"It certainly is, I'll need your help to make these shots as wonderful as possible and that means you'll be striking a different pose every few seconds." She frowned. "Hey don't worry. I'll make it as painless as possible and I'm sure you'll enjoy it."

Her smile returned and she said, "I intend too. OK lets go." With that she began to walk to the set. As she approached me still standing at the entrance to the dressing room I turned sideways so she could pass. I stole a gaze at her bottom as she walked past me and felt my cock stiffen. Her buttocks lifting and falling as she walked made the thin cotton strip of her panties, well the small piece I could see emerging from between her cheeks swish left and right. Her pale soft skin a beautiful contrast between the tiny slither of black. The curve of her bottom as they became the top if her legs was a dream and as she walked further from me I again saw the small silky panties covering her between the gap at the top of her legs.

My cock began to press against the confines of my underwear and pants and I reminded myself I was a professional. This didn't seem to have too much effect on my growing penis and as I hurried after her I took a quick peek at my crotch and was happy to notice it wasn't too obvious. 

"Well where do you want me," she said, and a little flirtatiously I thought or, was that just wishful thinking, as she walked onto the set. 

"We'll start with some frontal shots I think. Just face me and place your left hand on your hip." She began to pose and I could already see was a natural. "That's great. Now cock your head slightly. Bend your right leg a little." She lifted her leg and pointed her toes down bearing her weight on her left leg. "Yes that's it. Perfect." I began clicking away moving around. "OK follow the camera just with your eyes, keep your body still. Bring your right arm up and run your fingers along your ponytail." Click click click went the camera as I shot away. 

We spent a few minutes with me suggesting various movements, shifting from one leg to the other, slight variations of body angle, different facial expressions as I walked around and clicked away. I then placed the camera on the tripod and took some more staged shots, some more typical seductive poses. I liked to do some of the more photojournalist type stuff initially as this always seemed to put the models at their ease a bit and more loose whereas beginning with the more formal pics didn't give them a chance to lose the stiffness and nervousness they all initially had to varying degrees. 

The stage shots were always my favorite part tho. I could always pretend to be adjusting the camera when often it was merely an excuse to zoom in and see their naughty bits in close up. I did this with her, had her stand with her back to me at a slight angle and her head looking back over her shoulder. Took a couple of great shots and then asked her to hold as I adjusted the lens and zoomed in on her great arse. Took a couple of pics for myself and carried on. 

I pulled the chair over and set it besides her with the back of the chair facing the camera. "Now if you could sit side saddle as it were and rest your arm along the back of the chair." She sat down and rested her right arm along the aged wood. "Excellent. Now place your legs out more and part them a bit. Turn your face to me and place your chin on your arm. Hey your really good at this." A broad smile spread across her face.

"Am I?" She giggled. 

"Yeah you're a natural', I replied as the camera clicked which had become the de-facto background noise now. The radio was on quietly in the background. An easy listening station just to give some ambiance against an otherwise silent endeavor. "You ever modeled before?" I asked. 

She laughed and replied she hadn't. I quickly pushed the button on the camera to catch her smiling face as she did. To this day that is still one of my favorite shots. The lights had caught her face beautifully casting subtle shadows across her nose and chin. Her eyes sparkled and her mouth formed a perfect 'O' when she said 'no'.

A very slight flush of color came to her face as she responded to the compliment and flattery. Her ponytail was running along the side of her head and rested along her shoulder. Her back was arched with her bottom seated back in the chair and her legs slightly raised till the knee where they then bent down to the floor. Her feet were pointing at a right angle to her wonderfully stockinged legs as she rested just the heels on the floor. 

"Now lean back with your head facing the ceiling. That's it. Keep your back arched as much as possible." Her ponytail swayed slightly as I barked instructions getting her to shift her body and head as I took shot after shot. 

"You weren't kidding about this being work." 

"Nope. Do you want some more wine? You can as your doing so well." There was an unmistakable sexy lilt in my voice but nothing overt, just enough to keep the session relaxed and productive. So far it had been very good. I already knew I had at least half a dozen shots which were very good. 

"No I better not, if you're going to be this hard of a task master I better keep my wits about me. But I will take some water if that's OK, these lights get kinda hot." 

"Off course. Yeah sorry once I get going I forget about how it gets under these lights." I wandered over to the little cooler I had by my equipment and took out a bottle. I handed it to her with a 'here you go' and took the opportunity to take a furtive glance down her cleavage as she was still holding her head back with her back arched. "I have an idea," I said as I lifted the camera from the tripod. "Stay in that position and drink or at least bring the bottle to your lips so I can get some close ups." I began to rotate around her as she sipped, coming real close for some whilst peeling back for other shots. I forgot all sense of everything, completely lost in the moment as I took picture after picture after picture. 

"Er this is getting a little uncomfortable with my head back like this." 

I protested, "just a couple more" and punched the camera button continuously for a few more seconds as I prowled around. "OK perfect" I said much to her relief as she sat up with an audible gasp. "Sorry you looked so good I just had to get you like that." 

"No no that's fine. You're the pro. I'm in your hands whatever you think will work I'm prepared to try." 

"Fantastic. Your fast becoming my number one client." 

We both laughed at the corny remark although the truth was I couldn't think of a better one this early into the session. I wondered if she would be able to keep it up. Often clients started enthusiastically but waned later as the heat from the lights and the barrage of instructions to do this with your arm or that with your leg began to take a toll. 

"OK one more set in these," I continued. "I want you to sit in the chair, turn it so the back is facing me. Yes yes thats it." She had got what I meant straight away and had twirled the chair around and was now sitting facing me her legs spread either side of the chair legs and using the back to rest her arm. I viewed the lens and zoomed in through the chair spindles and between her legs.

The thin black material of her panties was stretched across her pubic mound. The camera lens was powerful and left very little to my imagination. I could see the vulva lips contoured through the skimpy material which was also showing signs of moistness. This was a very good sign. She was enjoying herself and relaxed which gave me high hopes for some more beautiful shots. Her skin was smooth and soft either side of the little triangle of cloth that hid her pussy and her thighs spread wonderfully until the stockings hid the rest of her legs. The thick black band at the top wrapped her legs beautifully and I wondered to myself whether I would be forward enough later in the shoot to ask her if she would like some shots just in the stockings. But that was jumping the gun.

She hadn't even mentioned again about possible topless shots yet. I'd have to see where the session went before we got that far. As I had my little perv moment, looking deep between her legs whilst I fiddled with the camera to make it look as I was making necessary adjustments. 




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Finally I began shooting again and it wasn't long before another wonderful set of pictures were wrapped up. 

"OK," i said, "we have some fantastic shots here so time for a new outfit."

A got up from the chair and wandered back to the changing room. As she did she tried to undo the clips at the top of her corset but was struggling as they were so high up her back. "Here let me help," I offered and hurried to catch her. 

"Thanks," she continued as she stopped just short of the curtain. I undid the top few clips. The exertions during the shoot added to the hot bright lights were making her perspire and this had a wonderful effect if making her skin glow in the dim light away from the studio ones. I felt an urge to kiss her bare back as it became exposed but caught myself and remained professional. 

"There. I think that should be OK," I said between little coughs as I attempted to keep my voice level. I was so turned on my cock was pushing hard against the inside if my pants and my words were occasionally getting stuck in my throat as images of me fucking this beautiful woman in this amazing outfit raced through my head. As I walked backed to the camera setup I stole a quick peek at my crotch to check how obvious I was. Not too bad I noted, oh there was a bulge but my jeans were doing a good job of keeping it pressed against me and as yet there was no tent shape.

When she again appeared from behind the curtain and made her way to the set it twitched. Well more than twitched really. It was now throbbing as my brain thought sexy thoughts and sent blood rushing to my member. 

This outfit was all white. A silky teddy which barely kept her boobs in and a tiny thong. It was very transparent where it covered her. Although covered really wasn't the word I should be using. It left absolutely nothing to the imagination. The only other thing were the matching white hold-ups. Well again not really white as they were so transparent I could clearly see every coloration of her legs beneath. I let out an audible gasp as she waltzed back to the set.

"I take it you approve." There was a giggle in her voice as she made this statement. It wasn't a question. It was so obvious I approved. I had felt my eyes widen when I caught my first sight of her in this new attire. "You think it's OK? Really? Not too much?'

"No, no don't be silly. It's beautiful. I, I, I guess I wasn't expecting something quite so, um so revealing. But gosh you look fantastic" I stammered.

Her eyes had shifted to my crotch. I looked down and immediately felt my face redden. The bulge was obvious. She said, "I think maybe it's only fair that as I'm half dressed you should be too. If nothing else your probably be a little more comfortable in just your boxers." She laughed at my discomfort. "I'm only kidding. Although if you want too I'm perfectly fine. After all with all these lights it is fairly hot in here."

I started to recompose myself. It was a fine idea, I was getting hot after all. "OK" I said, "if you are sure." I didn't even think about what I was saying, the words just blurted out and the next thing I knew I was kicking off my shoes and undoing my belt. My jeans were soon off and flung in the corner.

"Alright then back to work." It seemed so natural photographing in just a Tee and my underwear. The embarrassment soon wore off for both of us as we got back to work. We took a multitude of shots in various poses. I had taken the chair away and she had run through a variety of standard poses, frontal, back, side, slightly bending that sort of thing. 

"OK I think we should bring out the mattress." I paused as I realized how this might have sounded and quickly continued, "get you lying down," Christ this was only making it worse, "I, I mean some shots of you lounging looking comfortable." She laughed hard as I struggled to make myself understood. I was relieved when she finally nodded agreement.

"Sure, that sounds fun." I went and grabbed the mattress and pulled it onto the set. She adjusted the sheet stretched over the mattress as I went back for a few pillows. We laid them out and occasionally brushed up against each other as we did. But it didn't seem weird. Far from it, although we had only just met we were both committed to the reason we were there and so whatever would produce the best photographs was what we wanted to do and at this moment both of us in our underwear was just the right environment.

I was completely unaware of the steady bulge in my boxer briefs although I would register her eyes occasionally drift to that area but I was too far in the moment for it too inhibit me. I was getting some beautiful material. She was superb, always open to suggestions indeed coming up with a few herself.

Every now and again when she wasn't quite getting what I wanted I would come over and help position her but always in a professional manner. At first I sensed a certain stiffness in her when I would shift a leg or move an arm but that had eased after only the second time and now it was again perfectly natural even though there was skin on skin contact. She rolled onto the makeshift bed and said, "so what should I do?"

I smiled. "I think on your back first. Lets put a pillow under your head and look straight up. Yes that's it." Her breasts were full and looked magnificent as I aimed the lens along her body. Shadows were casting wonderfully of her face. The sheer white top came to end on her belly and a little skin was showing until the small band of her panties. The petite triangle lay taught across her pussy and the white material was darkened as it pressed against her pussy. As it dipped and disappeared between her legs one side had pulled into her slit and the labia of her pussy was showing.

I frowned. This wasn't porn this was art and although this was an extremely arousing picture I didn't want this is the final shot. I wanted the mystery. But I did take a few shots for myself. My mind was scrambling for a way to mention it though. How do you tell someone that you want to less of their pussy? Well off course I didn't want to see less, at least not quite yet, so I was enjoying the dilemma.

I couldn't think of a way to tell her so finally I just thought 'ah fuck it just blurt it out'.

"Erm, I think we should adjust your panties." She lifted her head to look down. 

"Erm OK. How? I don't know what you mean"

"Well I think they are a little lopsided shall we say"

She lifted her head further. Her thumbs pushed themselves under the elastic band and pulled them up. "Is that better?"

"Erm no, that's not really what I meant"

"Oh er OK. Look I think you should just come and do it. Probably for the rest of the shoot. May save some time and I trust your judgment." She lowered her head back to the pillow.

"OK if you're sure"

"Yes it's fine, I'm really enjoying myself and I think it's going great. Please do what you think is best"

I lifted my eyes from the viewfinder and walked around the tripod and over to where she lay. I was careful not to ruffle up the sheet as I leant down beside her. There was a slight fluff of pubic hair poking out from the side of her panties. She had shaved but left a little strip above her slit. I felt my cock grow a little as I carefully slipped my thumb under the top of her panties.

I was slow and deliberate careful not to make it appear as if I was having a cheap grope. She took a little breath as my thumb touched her skin near her most private area but she didn't flinch, didn't attempt to pull away. I ran my thumb down and up and the white sheer material pulled from between her lips. My cock twitched. God this is erotic I thought to myself.

I gently released the tension of the panties of my thumb and they rested back against her mound. Was it my imagination or did the material change color slightly. Yes I believe they did. This was turning her on too and her body couldn't hide the fact as juices flowed to her pussy. I had to catch her wetness and so quickly made my way back to the tripod.

I took the camera off and knelt on one knee looking straight down her body. "Can you push on your boobs, push them together thru the top." She got it straight away and lifted her arms up. Her elbows went out perpendicular to her body and her arms folded back so her palms could push against her breasts. They heaved up as they pushed together. I fired off shots at the wonderful scene as I moved around her. Her panties were clinging more and more to her pussy as she became wetter. I wondered who was enjoying this more.

"Fantastic. OK now turn on your side towards me. Yes yes that's perfect." I punched at the button furiously to take picture after picture. She pulled her leg up and bent it so her foot rested just behind the one laying flat. My god she was a natural. Her thighs looked so beautiful above her stockings and squeezed the by now sodden material covering her pussy. I went to the foot of the mattress and crouched low and shot along her body. She lifted her head and bent her elbow to rest it on her hand. Her other hand rested on her leg and she was moving it around onto her inner thigh. 

I felt my cock straining against underwear but made no attempt to hide my hardness. She looked that way as I moved crouching around her. My cock twitched hard as thoughts of me fucking her ran through my brain along with sights I was seeing and photographing.

I moved over to the other side, behind her, she cocked her head back but left her body in the same position. Her bottom exposed fully as the slither of pantie disappeared between her wondrous cheeks. It reappeared between the gap in her legs but the movements had forced it between her labia. This time I didn't want to move it. The shot was wonderful and her half exposed pussy still held mystery because of the strand of pantie.

Professionally I didn't want to move it but mixed with that was the urge to throw the camera and rip those panties off. I didn't but it was close. She was really getting into it now. She followed the camera around with her eyes alternating between sultry and carefree as she made love to the camera. At one point her hand went inside her panties and her lips quivered as she touched herself.

Unfortunately I didn't get this full shot but when I saw the shots of her face as she did this, her eyes half closed, her breath held and her tongue gently touching the top of her lip I wasn't too disappointed as these captured the essence of how horny she was feeling at the time. She must of snapped back to the realization of where she was and who she was with because she only continued feeling herself for a few seconds and quickly withdrew her hand.

Her face blushed furiously with the realization but not really with embarrassment more with the knowledge she could let herself go like this. I hoped she would go further.

"Wow that was really hot," she said. "I'm sorry if I got a little carried away."

"It sure was. And no it is great that you're letting yourself go." I had to keep her in this mood. "The camera can see when you are uncomfortable in a bad and good way. And these are such wonderful pictures, we are capturing you in a fantastic way. I don't want you to do anything you're not comfortable with but please please put yourself on edge. It really works and will come through I promise. These are going to be so beautiful and hot"

She smiled and rose from the bed. "Are we ready then for outfit number three?"

"Certainly." I didn't know what to expect but I knew as she sauntered away it was going to be good. I didn't think it was possible but my cock grew as she lifted her top up and off just before she disappeared behind the curtain. I looked down at the bulge in my pants. A spot had appeared where the tip had excreted some pre-cum and it had soaked through the underpants. I felt embarrassed but it was fleeting. This felt so right. I grinned and tinkered with the lights and couldn't stop my imagination.

A few minutes passed and then she strode back out. Confident. With authority. She had black stockings or hose, I couldn't tell yet as they were cut off by a black tight fitting skirt which hugged her contours. A white tight fitting blouse was tugged into the waistband and buttoned up to just below the top of her breasts. It was obvious she wasn't wearing a bra. Her nipples prodding the tight confines.

On her face were a pair of wire rimmed spectacles and she carried a pad in one hand and a pencil in the other. The perfect secretary I thought. "It's a thing for my boyfriend," she said, "we met through work when I was a secretary and when we first started dating he always tried to get me to go work like this." She laughed. "Well I know it's not exactly the same but I think these will probably be his favorite images"

"Oh I would think he will love them all. We have some wonderful material here. Are you sure you haven't done this before?" My cock was rock hard in my underpants and I didn't care. I was facing her and she looked down.

"It appears you are happy with the results too"

I smiled and laughed. "I certainly am. OK back to work." I hoped the abruptness of my words didn't betray my excitement with how the afternoon was proceeding.

"Yes Sir." She giggled her way to the set. She turned and looked really studious and serious. "OK Sir anything you want me to take down." She rested the pad in her hand and had the tip of the pencil against her lip. She was really getting into the flow, living the part of some sexy secretary ready to please her boss anyway anyhow.

I brought the camera up to my eye and began to circle her as she followed. Shot upon shot. She bent a little forward and I came in for a close up. As I held the camera to my face I lifted my other hand to her blouse.

"I think we need to undo one more button." I clicked away as she let me fumble the button open. I could feel her breasts heaving against my fingers as I undid the button. The side of my hand brushed a nipple and I let it linger. She didn't pull away. I didn't even think to let her undo the button herself I just unconsciously did it and she, at least it seemed that way, unconsciously let me.

As the button popped her breasts pushed the opening aside and a glimpse of the areola appeared in the viewing frame. As she shifted the edge of her nipple appeared too. My cock throbbed as my body became even more aroused and rushed blood to it. "This are going to be so hot" I barely whispered. I pulled myself back. I had too or I would have grabbed her and then who knows what. She remained professional, At least one of us was and followed the camera.

She dropped the pencil and bent down to pick it up but kept her eyes on the camera. Her skirt lifted and showed she was wearing hold-ups. I was all over the place jumping around getting the slithers of flesh as her skirt rode up as she bent. "Beautiful. Stay there. Yes yes that is great. OK hitch your skirt more, lets see some panties."

She giggled and I soon realized why. As she hitched her skirt higher over the top of her thighs the bottom of her bottom becoming exposed revealed that she had no panties. Her pussy was glistening and I mouthed 'Oh my, simply gorgeous'. The camera clicks were firing as I shot exquisite picture after another.

I panned around to her front. Her blouse was pulled from the waistband and somehow she had managed to undo a further couple of buttons. Her breasts swayed as she made variations of her stance bent over like this. She stood and as she did pulled up her skirt to reveal her glorious pussy fully. "Beautiful" was all I could utter as the camera clicked and clicked recording her body.

"I want to take some shots of you in nothing but the stockings. Is that OK?"

"I guess it is now" she said softly, "after all you have seen it all now. I didn't think I would go this far." She was pulling down the skirt and flicking her shoes off. The blouse had it's last button undone and then in one movement was flung to the skirt and shoes pile. "But I'm glad I am. This is very hot. OK what now?"

"Just keep doing what you're doing" I said as I maneuvered left and right. The camera motor whirling continuously as I photographed her. She swayed, shifted her weight left and right and then dropped her hand between her legs. She pushed her index finger onto herself and took a sharp intake of breath. "Wonderful." Her other hand lifted across her breasts and she started to squeeze a nipple. The finger between her legs was sliding up and down over her clitoris. She began to moan softly. "God this is hot."

Watching her masturbate was indeed hot. My spare hand fell to my own crotch and I began to squeeze my dick through my underwear. Her hand began to move more vigorously and her moans began to get louder. She dropped to her knees keeping her hand on her vagina and still fondling her breasts. Her eyes were closed and she was alone in her own thoughts as she masturbated herself to orgasm. I caught it all. The build up, the slight variations in her moan as she approached the edge and then receded as she tried to delay the moment of relief.

And then she shrieked as an orgasm ripped through her body. She trembled and the shriek became a series of soft low staccato groans. How I didn't cum at that moment is beyond me. I can only surmise that the photographer in me was so caught up with catching this moment, this point where she was in total ecstasy, that even millions of years of man conditioning had been kept at bay. 

As the moment drifted away and she came back to reality a silence filled the room. She stood so vulnerable, so exposed and all I could do was take in the wonderful scene. I couldn't even take a picture because I knew it would spoil such a unique moment in time. I don't know how long we stayed like that, probably seconds but it certainly seemed longer, when finally the sweet silence we had between us was broken as a commercial came on the radio. 

"Wow. That was unbelievable" I finally said.

She looked a little sheepish and kept her eyes down. "I don't know what came over me" she said and then continued, "I hope I didn't make you feel uncomfortable?"

"Are you kidding, that was so hot and to catch you at that moment, at your highest high is a photographers dream."

"Are you sure. It feels a little embarrassing although no not really. I don't know. I actually feel really really great. Just a little weird maybe"

"You looked so beautiful. You are beautiful. Are you OK?"

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine. It doesn't feel weird at all. That's not what I meant. Oh I don't really know what I mean. I just have all this thoughts rushing through my head. One side can't believe what I just did and the other feeling so exhilarated"

I couldn't help myself and took a shot as she tried to make sense of what had just happened. 

"Do you ever take time off?" She asked this not in an accusatory manner but more lighthearted, a way of breaking the tension which was quickly dissipating as the seconds passed.

I took her cue. With a laughing tone I replied, "Sometimes. We all got to sleep occasionally." This was fast becoming totally natural again. Well as natural as it can get a few seconds after a girl you have only just met has masturbated herself to orgasm as you photographed it can get.

"Well I do have one more outfit. That is if you not too tired," she joked. "I wasn't really sure I was going to wear this one at first. I'll need some help." She must have seen the look of deep curiosity on my face. "Well it's more what I want you want you do as I'm wearing it." My curiosity deepened. She turned towards the changing room. "I'll put it on and then I'll explain when I come back."

I took the opportunity as she was changing to scroll the last few shots. Wow is all I could think as I viewed. She wasn't long and when she reappeared she had a body-stocking on. It was black and reasonably sheer. Her breasts were clearly visible and again her nipples were rock hard like bullets and making indents. The garment had a hole around the crotch area for access but she had a thong on. She waltzed over to the set and must of noticed my frown as I was furiously trying to figure out where my help was needed. She was a bit hesitant but finally began to explain.




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"You see I like it a bit rough sometimes and I want you to rip this garment as you shoot. I've tried to do it myself and the rips never really look right." Again she laughed, "I've already been through two of these trying. Do you think that would be OK?"

I nodded, "yeah I think so. So I just pull and tug at it?"

"Yep. They are tougher than they look so don't be shy"

I brought the camera to my face and approached her. I wasn't really sure where to tug at first. The obvious place was where it was stretched under her breasts but this seem a little forward. Ha that was funny given what had just transpired. I decided to play it safe and took pictures of her as I tugged around her waist. She wasn't kidding about it being tough. Well maybe tough isn't right but as it was so stretchy it wasn't ripping.

I put down the camera and used both hands to split the material. This time it gave way. She squirmed but with pleasure. I picked the camera back up and again began to rotate around her. The rip was just below her left breast and as she moved it split more and exposed fully the bottom of her tit. I put my free hand forward and got a good grip on the material by her thigh. I pulled smartly. This time it couldn't stretch enough and gave way. A moan escaped her lips and I caught a vague ecstatic look over her face.

"Yes yes" she whispered. It was barely audible. Her eyes were closed and her mouth slightly opened, her tongue just seen between her teeth. I grabbed again this time by her breasts and caught a handful of tit. I clenched and pull. 

"Mmmmmmm" She moaned louder showing no inclination to move my hand as I squeezed her breast. I pushed her round so I could take in her back and grabbed a handful of buttock through the cloth. Again I squeezed. Hard. She drew a deep breath. I don't know why I did it. It certainly wasn't a fully conscious move on my part but I drew my hand back and spanked her. "Ooooohhh," she groaned, "yes I've been bad." I pulled my hand back and spanked her again harder.

"Arrrrrrrrrhhhhh yes yes treat me bad" she whimpered. My hand had stayed on her buttock and I gripped and made sure my fingers curled to get some purchase on the thin material. I pulled back sharply and it gave way exposing her sweet behind. One cheek was red and had the slight imprint of my hand on it. I moved back and took in the full view as I clicked the camera to take the shot. She turned around and sank to her knees. "Tell me what you want. Tell me what you want to do." My cock was as stiff as I have ever known but still confined in my underwear.

I moved forward again keeping the camera on her face. "Take it out. Suck on it." Shit where did that come from! But that thought was only momentary as she pulled my briefs down. My cock bounced out hard and straight. I pointed the camera down as her mouth slipped over the tip and along the full length. "Oh god" I exclaimed as her face rocked back and forth.

I let my camera hand fall to my side. With the other I took hold of her ponytail and pulled her hard onto me. Oh she was good. Her hot wet mouth swallowed me up to the base and I could feel the back of her throat. "Oh god yes. Suck my cock" I heard myself saying. I felt her hand grope for the camera and let her take it. She put it carefully down on the floor but kept her rocking rhythm as she swallowed my cock. I looked down and saw her wide beautiful eyes staring back at me. Her hands were clasped on my buttocks pulling me onto her face. She pulled back and let my cock slide from her mouth.

"You like that" she said, "want to fuck my face. Fuck my face, fuck it hard" she wasn't coming back onto me but her eyes were pleading with me to make her suck me. I grabbed her ponytail hard and pulled her hair back to me. Pulled her back onto my cock. I held her against me. Not letting her breath for a few seconds until I heard her whimper. I pulled her hair back and she took a deep breath with my cock still in her mouth. I began to dictate the rhythm of her sucking occasionally holding her against me breathless. It was so fucking hot being in control like this. I wanted to fuck her. Right here right now.

"Turn over" I said. She lent back and then rolled onto all fours. She flung her head back and her ponytail lay across her back. The rip across her backside exposed her buttocks completely but I helped it rip some more. I dropped between her on my knees and parted her legs as I pulled the slither of thong aside and gazed at her arsehole and then down to her cunt. She was so wet. I slipped 3 fingers into her and felt her warmth.

She was moaning with pleasure and I took my other hand to spank her butt as I fingered her. Slap. Slap. Slap. Each one harder than the last. Each one greeted with a louder moan of pleasure. I was really getting into this now. "Your being a naughty little slut" I said. Shit another where did that come from moment. 

But it didn't phase her, "Yes yes I am. Punish me punish me with your cock." I lifted my arm up and gripped her hair. I pulled her hard back onto me and my fingers. My cock bounced against the back of her thighs. I pulled back and lifted it so it rested on her backside between her cheeks and then pulled her hair back. As her buttocks bumped back into me my cock rode along her arse crack.

My fingers were fucking her quite furiously now and she buck back onto me hard as we rocked. I dictated the rhythm with pulls of her ponytail. I pulled my fingers from her pussy and sensed a little frustration.. I put my hand on her butt and pulled my groin back a bit. Enough that my cock had some room to fall between her legs. Her moans quickly became more enthusiastic as my cock found her opening. I eased the furious back and forth we had going as I was fingering her and deliberately eased my cock into her.

She groaned loudly as I slowly filled her with my full length. I still had her ponytail in one hand and the other resting on her buttock. I watch my cock disappear and then reappear as I slowly thrust. She was trying to push back onto me but I was using the hand on her butt to resist this. I slowly pulled back and push over and over. I loved watching my cock as it slipped deeper and then slowly came back into to view.

Every time a new bead of her juices would glisten along the length. She was getting more and more persistent trying to push back trying to have me fully inside. I decided to let her have her way and eased my hand holding onto to her arse cheek.

She pushed back hard and I push forward. My cock buried itself hard and my balls slapped up and swung onto her. As my thighs slammed into the back of hers I groaned with pleasure. We began to fuck hard. I lifted my hand from her butt and curled my fingers except the index one. It was pointed out stiff and as we fucked I let the tip of it make little circular motions around her anus. Her bucking also had a gyrating motion now as I fingered around her arsehole. I pushed my finger in that forbidden area and she immediately let out a slow moan. "Oh god, oh god, yes, yes, oh oh oh god yes" she said as my finger pushed deeper.

I curled it slightly as I did and felt my cock as it slid in her vagina. I could feel the contours of my cock through her and my eyes rolled with pleasure. I pulled my finger almost all the way out and uncurled another finger. This time when I thrust hard I pushed the two fingers too. She let out a little yelp but the gyrating became even more vigorous.

"Oh so you want to be fucked in the arse do you? Want me to stretch that tight little whore hole? Shoot my cum and fill your arse? Is that what you want you slut? "Jeez another what the fuck did you just say. I couldn't help it. I'd never been like this before but she had seemed so receptive before I just couldn't resist.

"YES YES" she was shouting, "FUCK MY ARSE. CUM IN ME. MAKE ME YOUR CUM LOVING SLUT."

I pulled out and placed my hand across her back. I pulled her over and she rolled onto her back. I lifted her leg and pulled it up and onto my shoulder. Her eyes were closed and her mouth open. Little short breaths were coming from her. I grabbed her other leg and placed it too over my other shoulder. I pulled myself up to her and let my hands fall. I took a buttock in each hand and pulled, stretching her, making her gape so I could position my cock easier.

I worked my hips to get my cock at the entrance and eased forward. The tip of my cock met resistance but I continued to push more. Slowly her anus began to stretch and I slid into her. It was hot and tight. I knew I couldn't last long. The sensation was wonderful and she had halved opened her eyes. I looked down at her and watched as she came again and again. I wished I had my camera to record her facial expressions as waves of joy spread through her. So beautiful.

"I'm gonna cum, I'm cumming, oh god, oh god." I have never had such an explosive ejaculation. I could feel my cum shoot through my cock. One burst and then another. On and on. She let out a shriek as we came together. At last the bursts evaporated as I was finally spent. I fell to the side lifting her legs from my shoulder and rolled beside her. The radio hummed some elevator music. "That was amazing" I finally uttered. "I've never been so turned on. I didn't even know I was capable of that"

"Yes it was. Your a natural." We both laughed as she said the words I had told her throughout the shoot. "And you know we are going to have to do it all again." 

A huge grin was spreading across my face as she said these words and rolled onto her side looking at me whilst her hand was making it's way to my cock. "We are?" My voice had a pleading tone rather than a questioning one

"Yes we are. I have lots of other outfits." She leant towards me and we kissed.



Photoshoot



Showing him how much he inflames your desire by having photographs taken.

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Photoshoot Electricity



I have spent years telling you how incredible your body is to me. I have told you that no one gets me hotter then you. You have long thought about it, but have never had the courage actually to go through with it. However you decide you want to take some erotic pictures of yourself for me as a special present. Opening the phone book you scan through the yellow pages until you find what you are looking for. A small, but very professional add that reads, Professional Photographer, Portraits, Head Shots and Erotica, very discrete and very professional. 

With your heart pounding you dial the number. You almost hang up but on hearing his voice, but you decide you have to go through with it. After answering several questions you finally ask if your husband can be there for the photo shoot and watch. You explain that you want to be able to show your husband some tastefully done erotic pictures. You know that I have always wanted pictures of you. You set a date, October 1, my birthday. 

You take me out for a light lunch for my birthday and tell me you have something special planned for the evening. Intriguing and secretive you refuse to give me any details. You tell me to relax that I won't be disappointed.

We arrive at the studio at the appointed time, 6 p.m. When we arrive an older man meets us at the door. I am completely confused. "What are we doing here? Why do you have that travel bag?" I inquire. You don't answer any of my questions. 

"I had already let my assistant go home so you can feel more comfortable," he tells us. 

You excuse yourself while you go into the bathroom. I am still confused. When you return you can feel your heart racing as the photographer sets up for the shoot.

My jaw drops when you walk out. You are dressed in a men's white dress shirt almost completely unbuttoned and a lacy thong. You stroll over to me and tell me that for my birthday you are going to take some erotic photos for me. Nothing too risqué, but something for me to always treasure. You start out lying across a bed with blue satin sheets. The contrast of your skin to the sheets is incredible. Your shirt is unbuttoned enough to show your ample cleavage without actually exposing anything to the camera.

The photographer begins giving you directions. Move this way, arch that, put this arm here. I love the way you move, so gracefully you really know how to pose, every position you move into I like more than the last. I can feel a stirring in my pants. I certainly didn't expect this. As you become more comfortable, you become a little more daring. You are now opening the shirt enough so I can see your breasts. I can't believe how beautiful you are, your breasts are perfect in shape and size. I am getting incredible turned on by you. You keep looking at me while getting into these posses. I can tell you like the way I am looking at you, your nipples are rock hard. I continue to watch the display you are putting on, but my cock is becoming very thick and very uncomfortable straining against my pants.

You now move into a pose where I can see the beautiful globes of your butt for the first time. I am so turned on by the sight of your body, your sexy body that transition into incredible legs and ass. You now start caressing your breasts for me, making your nipples even harder by pinching them. Your hand moves down your stomach, getting closer to your pussy. I rub my cock through my pants watching you, I am so turned on by the sight of you. By now you know what you are doing to me, how you affect me. You like it, you want to turn me on so you continue posing for me, getting more bold with were and how you touch yourself.

You can plainly see that I have a bulge in my pants. All I can think about is how good you must feel, smell and taste. You are now lying on your back draped across a bench, with one hand caressing your breasts and your other hand rubbing very close to your pussy. I can't stand it any longer, I slowly move over to where you are laying. I bend over you and start to kiss and lick your stomach, moving up towards your breasts. Just before I get to your breasts I stop, just licking all around the base of them, never actually touching them. I continue kissing and licking my way up towards your neck. You have laid your head back to give me complete access so I can completely devour you.

I continue licking and kissing your neck, making my way to your ear. Once reaching your ear I begin lightly blowing into it and licking around it. Then I start kissing my way to your mouth. Just before I get to your mouth I stop, and kiss all around your mouth. God your breasts are beautiful, so perfectly shaped and your nipples, how I love your nipples. I want to lick them, suck on them, lightly chew on them to get them rock hard for me. Nevertheless I resist again, how I love to tease.

My kisses again lavish just to the base of your breasts but never allowing myself the pleasure. I continue kissing lower down your stomach taking my time, enjoying your beauty. My tongue is now licking your pubic hair getting closer to where I want to be. God you smell good, I want so much to taste you. I am now licking all around the outside of your pussy lips, but never letting my tongue go any farther. You are now starting to move your hips to make me lick you. I now have to use my hands on your hips to hold you in place. I let my tongue trace its way to the inside of one thigh. I have to spread your legs wider for me, I want complete access to you. I kiss back up and around your pussy to the other thigh. I want so much to taste you, but still I resist. I again kiss and lick my way to your pussy, ever so slowly I make my way to your womanhood. I take your lips into my mouth, lightly sucking on them. Just enough to get a small taste, then I stop and start kissing back up your stomach.

I kiss and lick ever so slowly making my way to your perfect breasts. At last I am licking all around your nipples, but not quite touching them. I can tell you want me to take your breasts into my mouth and devour them. God how I want to, your nipples look so inviting, so hard. I continue to tease you by licking just outside of them, then letting my tongue ever so slightly licking across them. My kissing and licking becomes harder on your nipples until I am sucking on them, biting them. I now have both of your breasts in my hands, feeling the firmness, God they are perfect, how they turn me on.

Now leaving your breasts I kiss my way towards your mouth, I want so much to kiss you. My tongue has now reached your lips, I lightly lick all around your mouth. You are now opening your mouth, inviting my tongue into your mouth. Slowly I kiss your mouth, our tongues touching for the first time. We begin a very passionate kiss, our tongues dancing with one another. My hands continue to explore your body, spending most of their time on your breasts. I finally break the kiss with you and stand up and slowly take off my cloths. Standing over you body I admire your beauty again, I don't know where I want to begin again. So I start in the middle of your body, your belly button. I spend lots of time kissing and licking you there, making larger and larger circles going out from your belly button.

Now I start kissing lower towards your pussy, I can NOT slow myself I want to taste you so badly. When I get to your pussy I slowly lick all around the outside of your lips, then I suck them into my mouth. I then let my tongue go inside you, God you taste so good. I make long slow strokes with my tongue from the bottom of your pussy to just below you clitoris, licking all your juices up. Your smell and taste are intoxicating to me, I can't get enough of you. I now use both of my hands to spread your lips wide open so I have complete access to you.

I now begin blow on your clitoris, how I love to tease you. You now are arching your back trying to get me to lick you. I make another long slow stroke from the bottom to your clitoris, but this time I let my tongue go over it. Very lightly at first, but with each stroke becoming harder. I then take your clit into my mouth and lightly suck on it. Your whole body shudders in my grasp, your juices flowing freely. I continue to lick and suck on your clit and at the same time, I now let my fingers start to explore inside you. Starting only an inch deep tracing all around the outside of your walls. Going deeper now, I am looking for a pea sized little nub, your G spot. Ah about 2 inches deep I find it, you can feel little ridges on it. I begin lightly to stroke it, your whole body grievers as I do this. God you taste good, I can't wait to taste you when you cum for me. I continue to lick and suck on your clit and using my fingers on your G spot. I slowly let you build towards an orgasm, but as you get very close to the point of no return I back off, just lightly licking your clit. Then I begin again building you, then backing off. You are so turned on by now all you can think about is exploding into orgasm. I let you build again, letting you get so very close, then I stop completely.

I stand up and position you so that you are on the bed then I spread your legs. I position myself between your legs; my cock is rock hard with anticipation as I slowly move my body so that my cock is at your entrance. I use my cock head to tease your clit and get it wet. I then start to ease myself into you, ever so slowly until only two inches is in you. I slowly pull back out until I am completely out, then slowly easing back into you until I am about 3 inches deep. I can feel your pussy contracting on my cock; you are so wet and tight. Every time I start pulling back out of you I can feel you grip my cock, trying not to let go of me. With this stroke I completely bury my cock in you and stop. This allows me to be able to start to lick and suck on your breasts, you feel so good underneath me. I start to slowly fuck you with long, slow, deep strokes with my hands on your ass to pull myself deeper into you. I now start kissing you as we grind together, your hands are now on my ass pulling me deeper into you. 

I can feel your body building towards an orgasm, your pussy is contracting harder on my cock and your body is beginning to tremble. My cock feels like it is on fire, it feels so good with every stroke, I can feel your juices dripping down my shaft and soaking my balls. I slow our pace, I want us to build for a very long time. I want to enjoy every single square inch of your body. I stop fucking you and pull my cock out of you, I turn you over and have you on your hands and knees on the bench. This puts you at the perfect height for me to stand behind you and fuck you doggy style. I again tease your clit with my cock head before entering you. This time there isn't anything soft or slow about it, I sink my cock into you to the hilt. I begin to fuck you with long, deep medium fast strokes. I use one of my hands to reach around you and tease your clit as we fuck. God your clit is so swollen and hard, when I touch you I can feel your pussy make a huge contraction on my cock. With my other hand I grab your hip to be able to fuck you harder and deeper. I continue to make long, deep strokes as I tease you clit. You are now meeting everyone of my strokes by pushing back into me as hard as you can. God I love the way your ass looks, what a turn on. I now lay out more across your back and with my other hand reach around your stomach so I can hold your breast. 

We are getting so close to both exploding, so I slow our pace and make slow, long strokes keeping us right at the brink. You are begging me to give you an orgasm now between your moans. You are so wet that your juices are dripping down my cock, soaking my balls then dripping down the inside of my thighs. I keep us right there on the brink with long slow strokes and occasionally teasing your clit with my finger. Just when you think I am never going to give you an orgasm I pick up the pace just a little. We both start to build slowly again, god do you feel good. It just keeps getting better, my body is tingling all over and my cock feels like it is going to explode. You are bucking into me so hard now I almost can't keep my cock inside you when I am pulling out of you. You are now letting me know that you are cumming and that you want me to cum with you. I make a couple more deep, powerful strokes and feel my cock explode into you. I can feel your pussy contracting on my cock as another powerful orgasm rip through your body. I continue to fuck you with long, deep medium paced strokes as your body continues to shake as your orgasm continues. I can't believe I am still hard after such an amazing orgasm but you turn me on so much. 

When we are both done, I realize the photographer is still standing in the room. I turn to him and without missing a beat he says, "Photos will be ready next week." What a hot and wild night.



Photoshoot With Guests



Van and I had a thing for photography. I loved to take pictures of her undressed and in erotic poses. But inevitably this venture became more and more risqué. One night we were making love and I told her of one of my fantasies of seeing her being skewered by another man, preferably by one who had greater dimensions than my eight inches by four and a half circumference. I went into detail and she came so strongly that her pussy milked the cum out of me.

After that night I decided that I had to make my dreams come true. So I set it up without her knowledge thinking she wouldn't go ahead with it but if I surprised her she would. In the end she never had a choice. We were taking pictures, once again and Van had only her stockings, suspenders and high heels on, her long legs looked fantastic as I photographed her. Now for something different I said as I checked my watch. I turned her to face the large wall mirror, tell her to close her eyes, held her hands up and tied them to the coat hooks either side of the mirror. 

Then stepping her backwards three feet and spreading her legs, I told her to hold that pose. I then awaited for Dave, a mate I play rugby with whose penis proportions were what I needed to see with Van. I'd seen him in the showers and he hung down limp the same size as me when erect. Dave came in through the patio doors that I had left open but was not alone, he had brought his two big brothers with him. I kept flashing away as they stripped and I thought my god Vans going to be gang banged by these three huge black blokes. Pete walks in first and he is at half-mast and already a good twelve inches. 

At this point I move to the side to catch the action and I notice Van peek in the mirror, her eyes catch Pete and her eyes and mouth open wide, then she looks at me with a cheeky smile and closes them again. Pete cups her small tits and slides his hardening penis between her legs so that it is rubbing her clit. She is sighing now and then he bends his knees, positions that massive black cock at her pussy entrance then slowly pushes up into her. 

The girth of his cock is enormous and it stretches Vans pussy lips taught and she cried out as his mighty spear penetrates her further than any other cock has before. She cannot take it all though for I notice that as about ten inches of his huge cock skewers her she is going up on her toes to prevent the rest entering her. What a brilliant view for my camera to catch watching this well endowed black man fuck my beautiful wife with his huge totem pole. His thrusting became more urgent and I realised that he was going to spew his love seed into Van unprotected womb, one item I had forgot about, but it was too late now, because with a mighty raw his thighs tensed and I knew his cum had poured into her.

As Pete withdrew John manoeuvred himself between her and the mirror, kissing her passionately on the lips as he forced his own mighty weapon into her cunt, this time I had a better sight to focus on as I could clearly see his cock sliding I and out of Vans tight pussy. He would withdraw to the tip of his huge cockhead and then repeatedly thrust back into her lovely depths, my own cock was rampant. Dave however could stand it no longer and came up behind her so she was sandwiched between them. He positioned his own cock along side Pete's and tried to force himself along with his even bigger brother into my sweet wife's vagina. 

Van was crying out with lust telling them to both fuck her asunder as two mighty black cocks that must have measured six inches circumference each slid along side themselves in my wife's fucktube. This lasted only a few minutes and they too came, filling her with so much cum that it was pouring down her long legs, and over her stocking. They released her and placed her on the bed like a limp rag doll and I climbed aboard my horny wife and entered her cum drenched hole. I could hardly feel the sides of her cunt as I moved inside her, but I could feel my black friends cum all around my cock and all over my balls as I emptied my own spunk into Vans tired pussy. 

But it didn't end there however as the boys were all rampant again. Van just lay there as they took it in turns to fuck her, one big black cock after another filling her cunt with masses of their cum which just poured out of her and onto the bed sheets.



Photoshoot with Loving Wife



After years of this fantasy gnawing away at me, I finally summed up the courage (after more than a few glasses of wine) to tell my wife of 18 years. I don't know why I waited so long - she's the submissive type, and she'll do literally anything I ever ask in the bedroom.

Anal, sexy lingerie, photos, whatever. Toys, too. We have a *lot* of toys, ranging from cuffs and paddles to vibrators to dildos - most of the "extra healthy" size. She doesn't even blink when I bring home a new toy and want to try it. No hesitation - she'll do anything I ask of her. But this... this took a lot of courage.

See, I've had this fantasy. This sick, sick fantasy. I've been overcome by seeing (and photographing) my wife with a huge cock in her mouth. No problem right? well, actually.. there is. See, I'm decidedly average in the Johnson department. I pack a whopping 5.5 inches and average thickness.

So, I want to see my wife with a big dick in her mouth. I don't want her to *blow* another man. Just have a guy put it in her mouth, get a few photos, and move on. Done and done.

But I'm also a jealous man. I don't let other men near my wife. She's beautiful - a tiny, sexy woman. Her short blond hair frames her angelic face, and her bright blue eyes are hypnotizing. She's all of 4 foot 9 and about 95 pounds. Her breasts - tiny, as you might guess. If she wore a bra, she would be an A cup. Her nipples are tiny, but very dark brown, so they contrast beautifully with her creamy white skin. Her waist is impossibly small, and she does have an adorable little rear. She's absolutely tiny and beautiful. We have three lovely children together, but you would never know by *looking* at her body.

I'm very protective of her, and the thought of another man so much as touching her makes me see red. That's why this is so hard for me to come to terms with.

But finally I got drunk, got her drunk, and sat her down to spill my guts. I couldn't look her in the eye as I was speaking. When I finally did look up, her pale white skin was beet red and her eyes wide. I shut up and waited for her to speak.

"You want another man to put his dick in my mouth?"

Shame. "Yes."

"Are you sure you want me to do this?"

"More than anything" I said. "It would turn me on so much."

"And you'll still love me after?" She asks, hesitating.

"Even more than I already do."

"Okay."

I was so relieved that I made love to her right there on the couch, and came too quickly in that lovely, familiar pussy of hers.

After our session, we started talking about how to do it. The photographs were no problem - we take a ton of sexy photos, both together and solo. No, the tricky part was the star of this shoot.

"We should get someone we don't know" I say, not wanting awkward encounters.

"I like that idea, but how do we know if a guy has, you know, a big one?" she counters. "I cant just go up to random strangers and ask to see their dicks."

The woman raises a good point. I stay silent as I think.

"Well, I do know one guy with a really big one."

I about choked as I said angrily "How exactly would you know a guy with a big one??"

"Don't be mad. My friend Raquel is always telling me how big her husband is. I bet he would do it."

Now, we've known Raquel and Cliff for probably 20 years. This is not what I had in mind... but she had a good point. A stranger just wouldn't do.

" I guess that might work." I resolved myself to it.

"Ok. I'll invite him over tomorrow" my beautiful wife said.

I half choke, not realizing it would happen so fast, but I manage to nod and smile.

Tomorrow evening comes around, and I'm terrified. I'm having second thoughts. Third thoughts. But I've had a hard-on most of the day just thinking about it. I don't know what she said to convince him to participate, but he showed up with a big, shit-eating grin on his face. He knows that in a few minutes, my beautiful wife's lips will be wrapped tight around his cock. Now, as much as we love Raquel, she's no match for my wife. Raquel is tall (5'10") but she's also a rather large woman... she was probably around 230 lbs or so. She's the exact opposite of my perfect little wife.

Cliff didn't stop smiling as I directed him to the couch where DW sat in a red miniskirt and skin-tight white tank top. It was like a second skin, the hard nipples on her tiny breasts clearly poking through. I go over the ground rules one more time - there is to be no sex, no blowjob, he can't even touch her. This is just a photoshoot. He nods in understanding.

I'm red-faced and shamed, but I go man the camera, set up on a tripod a few feet from the couch. DW looks at me, and I nod. She's nearly as red as I am, as she tells Cliff to disrobe. His shirt comes off quickly, and in one quick motion, he slides down his pants & boxer shorts. Both my wife (and I, to my dismay) gasp.

DW said Cliff was large, but we had no idea. His entirely flaccid cock dwarfed mine when fully erect. It had to be 7 inches long and very thick as it hung there menacingly, just a few inches from my DW's beautiful lips.

I can see her breath quicken as she's shocked by it. She looks at me once more, and I nod again, this time barely. She wraps her tiny hand around his monster cock (she can't hope to close her hand around it), leans forward, and brings it up to her mouth, her hand trembling.

I begin snapping pictures furiously, but something isn't right.

Losing some of my modesty I say "Cliff can't you get it hard?"

"The camera has me a bit nervous, and I do better with a woman's help."

Once more, my wife's eyes request permission. I feel myself nod slightly, seemingly against my will.

My beautiful, loving, tiny dear wife begins to give expert head to this monster of a dick. She's taking it in nearly halfway, then pulling all the way out. Within minutes he's rock hard, and fucking huge. My wife has 8.5 thick inches of cock between her lips, and I'm snapping as many photos as I can, shaking the whole time.

Sensing something else missing. I tell DW to take off her top. She pulls the cock from her mouth and looks and me questiongly, frightened.

"It will make the photos hotter." I say, and she calms visibly. Quickly she loses her top and resumes sucking our friend's cock. I take more photos, patting myself on the back for telling her to lose the top. I'm also furiously jealous, with this man enjoying my wife's lips and the sight of her amazing tits.

"OK, I think that's enough." I say, shaking. My wife doesn't miss a beat, continuing to suck the monster in front of her, using both hands to pump up and down it's length.

Cliff is getting close, I can tell. I don't want this.

"Alright Lana, I think I have enough pictures."

Still she continues, enthralled. Cliff's hand has left his side and is gently stroking my wife's breast. *I do not want this.*

I quit trying to stop this - the erection in my pants somehow getting even harder - and watch, snapping more photos. Before long Cliff is grunting, and I see some of his thick semen spilling out of her mouth; she's unable to get it all.

When his cock is empty, she stands up, even redder than before, and rushes off to the kitchen to spit it out.

Cliff, still wearing that shit-eating grin, dresses quickly and leaves, thakning me, and yelling his thanks to my wife, who hadn't returned from the kitchen.

I go in to check on her, and she looks terrified.

"I'm so sorry baby, I don't know what happened. Are you mad at me?"

I don't answer. Instead, I turn her around, unzip her skirt and throw it off. I push her down over the counter, pull out my throbbing cock, and thrust it into her sopping wet pussy. I make it two whole pumps before I let loose inside her.

"I take that as a no, hmm?"

"You have no idea."