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The photographer
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The Photographer
by Ralph Williams
I have always had an interest in photography that went beyond the
nude pictures in Playboy. So last fall, I decided to take a course
offered through the community college in photography. We did a number
of different subjects in the course and one of the outside assignments
was to do a series on a human subject. I talked Nancy, a gorgeous
brunette who works with me into being my model.
At work, I'm known as a kind and quiet man who is "safe" but not
particularly exciting. I have never been very aggressive with woman
and am sort of plain looking. Nancy felt that she was safe and that
all I wanted were some nice pictures. She agreed after I promised that
she could have copies. She wore a blue evening dress and had her hair
styled specially (also an expense I absorbed) for the session. It went
smoothly with me taking two rolls of film of her doing close-up and
glamour shots. After developing the pictures in the class, I took
copies to work for Nancy and she was so pleased she showed them to all
our coworkers. I got lots of praise for the work from both my co-
workers and the class.
A month later, Christine (another co-worker) approached me and
asked if I would photograph her. I agreed and asked to bring what she
wanted to pose in to my house that Saturday. Christine is a tall, very
slender brunette with an extremely tight body and a small chest. She
is very quiet and reserved at work. I rented some extra lights and set
up a backdrop in my basement (I hope to add a darkroom too).
Christine showed up wearing workout clothes with a small bag. She
said that she wanted to start off in that so we went straight to work.
I talked her through a number of poses. After I finished first roll,
she went to the bathroom to change.
She came out in a tiny strapless orange bikini. My mouth dropped to
the floor. I regained my composure and we went back to work. I had her
pose many ways being sure to get a couple closeups for myself and a
couple with her facing away from the camera (what an ass!). After two
more rolls of film , Christine returned to the bathroom and changed
back into her work out clothes. She thanked me and told me she was
looking forward to seeing the pictures.
I stopped by Christine's desk on Wednesday (I had borrowed a
friend's darkroom to develop the pictures) and gave her the pictures.
She left them in the envelope and said that she would look at them
later. I can't blame her for not wanting the whole office drooling
over her in a bikini. Thursday, she came by my desk to thank me again
and to ask if I would do some more. I agreed to have her come over
again Saturday (who wouldn't?) for another session.
Saturday morning, I once again set up my equipment for the shoot.
Needless to say I was quite excited. Christine showed up at 10:00
wearing another workout suit and carrying her bag again. This time she
excused herself and went straight to the bathroom to change. I played
around with the equipment wondering what type of surprises she might
have for me today. I was hoping that she might have brought along
another bikini.
She came out of the bathroom wearing a skimpy teddy! I was having a
hard time concealing my excitement. Christine explained that she
wanted some special pictures for her boyfriend to remember her by when
he was away on business. She lay down across the set with one hand
supporting her head and the other running along her side. Her brown
nipples were clearly visible through the top and I could just make out
a small dark patch through her sheer white panties. Needless to say, I
started shooting away. Soon, I had her moving all around so I could
get a better pictures (not to mention a better view!). When I went to
change film, she said she was going to change into something else. I
was disappointed, figuring that I had seen all that I was going to.
Five minutes later she came out wearing a black silk night shirt and
white stockings. It was not transparent as the teddy had been but her
nipples still cast an interesting contour through the silk. The shirt
was slit near the bottom on both sides and I could just catch the tops
of the stockings. They apparently were being held up by a garter
belt!.
She lay prone on the set and I started shooting closeups of her
face. If she had been a little better built, I would have had some
good cleavage but as I mentioned earlier, Christine is slight. I
walked around her back and saw that the shirt had ridden up her
backside exposing part of each cheek. She didn't have any panties on!
My bulge was getting tougher and tougher to conceal and walking was
getting painful. I moved back to the front of the set and put my
camera back on the tripod (help conceal the shake in my hand). She
rose to a kneeling position and opened the top two buttons of the
shirt. Then she slipped it off her left shoulder and leaned her head
over it. She stared up at the camera and I took some shots. It was one
hot pose! Then she kneeled at a 90 degree angle to the camera and
worked the shirt to expose the side of her thigh (without showing any
of her privates) and the garter belt.
I was out of film again (I don't know how I noticed!). As I was
changing film, Christine got up and got a drink (I had set out some
white wine). She brought a glass over to me and asked me if I would
promise to be discreet. I thought it a little strange to ask after she
already had the pictures shot but agreed that it would do neither of
us any good to circulate anything at the office. She made me promise
to give her all the negatives but said that I could keep some pictures
for myself. Then she said that it was time to get back to work (I'd
thought maybe she was done by the tone of her conversation).
She sat down on the set and undid all but one button on the
nightshirt. One small breast peeked out. Not knowing whether it was
purposeful or inadvertent, I quickly shot some pictures. It was on
purpose, for Christine next lowered the shirt to her lap exposing both
tits. They were absolutely gorgeous, small and pert with the brown
nipples standing out. I was in seventh heaven. She unbuttoned the last
button on the shirt and threw it off the set. She was now sitting
indian style with nothing but the white garter belt and stockings. I
still couldn't see her pussy because of the way she was sitting.
After a few more frames, she lay on her belly facing me. I caught a
glimpse of her pussy as she stretched out. She had a tight butt and
the cheeks looked really firm. She rolled over and stood up with her
back to me and looked over her shoulder at the camera.
Finally she turned around and I got to view her in all her glory.
She had a neatly trimmed pussy with a thin downy looking bush. I had
run out of film again. I practically tore the camera apart and
reloaded in record time as I didn't want to miss this opportunity of a
lifetime. When I turned back to the set, Christine was sitting with
her knees up to her chest. She said that she wanted some extreme
closeups and spread her knees partly and put her hands down on both
sides of her pussy. I moved in for the closeups as she pulled the lips
apart showing the pinkness inside. I couldn't believe Christine was
such a hot lady under her quiet exterior. A finger entered the
slippery folds and she frigged in and out a couple times as I shot
away (with the camera). She rolled over on her belly and stuck her ass
up at me. I snapped a couple more shots of her brown and pink holes as
she continued to slide her finger in and out of her pussy. She rolled
onto her back and I could see that her eyes were closed. The pace of
her finger had picked up too. I shot away and found once again that I
was out of film. As I changed film, I saw that Christine had not
noticed my absence (or my presence at that point) and was furiously
moving her finger in and out and pulling at her nipples with the other
hand, alternating from tit to tit. I got back just in time to capture
her face at the moment of climax.
As she came down to earth, I snapped a couple more shots with her
hand laying next to her wide open pussy with the juices clearly
visible on it. After a couple minutes, she reopened her eyes and
looked up at me and blushed slightly. She had made very little noise
during the whole performance (just a occasional whimper and some deep
breathing, Christine was definitely not a screamer!).
She could plainly see my bulge. She told me she would take care of
my problem and thank me properly for the pictures if I promised to
respect her relationship with her boyfriend. She told me that she
wouldn't let me fuck her but she would give me a blowjob. She motioned
me over to her and reached up for my zipper and lowered it. She
reached in my shorts and pulled my cock out.
I have an average cock (six and a half inches and a little thicker
than some) and she complimented me on it. She guided me back to a seat
near the tripod and sat me down, taking the opportunity to lower my
pants and shorts. As I sat, I kicked them completely off. She kneeled
down and took my cock in her mouth. It was unbelievable. She sucked
gently on the tip and ran it down, a little deeper each time. She
pulled it out and licked the underside down to the balls. She engulfed
the head and went all the way down to the base. She raised her head to
the tip again and started tonguing it while her hand grabbed my base
and began to jack it. I reached over and picked up my camera again. I
finished out the roll of film taking pictures of her sucking my cock.
After having been as excited as I was for the last hour (it seemed
much longer), I didn't have much staying power. I was soon shooting my
load down her throat. She was obviously skilled and took the whole
load without missing a drop. I sat on the chair totally spent as she
gently stroked my cock with her small hands.
After I regained my power to speak, I thanked her. Christine made
me promise that I would tell no one of our session (any part of it)
and reminded me that I had promised her the negatives. She got up and
went to the bathroom. By the time she came out (dressed once more in
the workout suit), I had put my pants back on and was turning off the
lights and cleaning up. She thanked me again and kissed me lightly
before leaving.
I went to my friend's house Sunday to develop the film. It took
most the day to do it but I wanted to get it right. I wanted to be
sure that all the pictures came out right because Christine had said
that I could keep a set of prints. I had to do it right the first time
as I had promised to return the negatives and would not get a second
chance. The results were quite impressive and I did a lot of blowups.
Monday, at the office, I told Christine that I had her prints and
negatives out in my car (I didn't want to take the chance anyone could
get hold of them in the office). After work, we walked out to the car
and I gave them to her. She thanked me again and I told her that I
should be thanking her. I told her anytime she wanted another shoot,
To just let me know.
Thursday, she came up to me at the office. She said that she had
given the pictures to her boyfriend as a birthday present. He (and
she) were both impressed with the results. She admitted that she
hadn't given him the pictures of her frigging herself or the ones of
her blowing me. She didn't think he could handle that.
I still can't believe that this experience happened to me. Not only
did I have a great experience, my camera work has improved.
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After my last adventure, I realized that I wouldn't be happy unless
I did some more nude photographs. Christine was still around work but
hadn't shown any interest and I was too timid to ask her. I didn't
want to risk approaching anyone else at work since I wanted to keep my
little hobby a secret. I decided to place an ad in the classified
section of our local paper. I kept the ad vague saying that I wanted
models for figure and glamour work. I had them respond to a post
office box so I could retain my anonymity. I ran the ad for one week
and sat back and waited for the responses to come in.
At the end of the week, I went to the post office to see the
response. There were only five letters in the box. One was from what
was obviously a hooker. She talked about sex and what she would do to
me if I was "generous". I decided that I wasn't that desperate.
Another had included a picture, said that she didn't do nude work,
but would pose in a swimsuit. I put her aside hoping to find a more
likely candidate.
The third letter said that she posed for "tastefully" done nudes
and that her rate was $200.00 an hour. She included a picture and did
not look particularly pretty. I knew I couldn't afford her rates and
was beginning to get a little discouraged.
The fourth was from a college student named Angela. She said that
she was working her way through school. She said that she had never
modeled before but thought she could learn quickly. Angela wrote that
she was 5' 8", 36-24-34 and weighed 135. She also said that she had
light blonde hair. Now this was more like it.
The fifth letter was from a girl who had done some modeling before.
She included a photo and looked quite nice. She had a resume from
previous jobs and said that she would like to arrange a time for me to
view her portfolio. I got the impression that she was a more serious
model than I could afford and might not be willing to do the type
photos I wanted.
It looked like Angela would be my best bet. I called her number
when I got home. A pleasant female voice answered and I asked for
Angela. The girl told me that Angela had gone home for the weekend and
would be back Monday. She offered to take a message but I declined
promising to call back Monday evening (Angela had classes most of the
day I was told). The weekend dragged on and I mapped out my strategy.
By Monday night, I was nervous. I needed to calm down as I wanted
to sound professional to allay any fears Angela might have. I called
and a different female voice answered. I asked for Angela and she
replied that this was she. I told her that she had answered my ad and
that I was interested in interviewing her. She dropped her voice and
sounded a bit tentative when she asked for the details. I arranged to
meet her at a local college hang-out to discuss details. I figured
that this would give both of us a chance to check each other out and
help put her at ease since she would be on her home turf.
I showed up at the appointed time with a small folder of some of my
previous work. I had include a couple of the more discreet shots of
Christine (my only nude work at that point). Angela was late. She
seemed a bit nervous and I knew that I would have to go slowly. She
seemed bigger than life (not fat), well built with a soft sort of
roundness to her curves.
I tried to relax her by getting her to talk about herself. She said
that she was working her way through school and was having a hard time
finding enough work to support herself given the time constraints of
her classes. She had a part time waitress job but it didn't cover all
her expenses.
She asked what the modelling job paid. I told her that I would pay
$100.00 a session and that could increase later on. I said that each
session would be about two hours long and that I could work around her
schedule. Angela then asked what she had to do. I told her I wanted to
shoot some glamour, semi-nudes and nude shots (I gave her the folder
to look at). She looked around nervously and lowered her voice and
said that she would do it. We agreed on Thursday evening and I asked
her to bring along a swimsuit, a nightgown, and to wear a dress to the
session.
I planned to take it slow the first night. Angela showed up on time
in a maroon dress suit with a white blouse. She seemed tense and
nervous. I took her to the basement and gave her a quick tour to show
her the bathroom for changing, the dark room (a new addition), and
finally the studio. I gave her a glass of wine and told her to let me
know at any point in the shoot if she was uncomfortable. I took a
couple of quick pictures while she finished her wine and told her how
lovely she looked. She seemed to relax a bit and I guided her to the
set. I could tell I was going to have to talk to her a lot and
reassure her (with Christine there had been very little talking).
After ten minutes of talking her through various poses, I asked her
to remove her suit jacket. She tensed momentarily but soon fell back
into the rhythm. I soon ran out of film in both cameras (I had gotten
a second camera so I wouldn't have to change film as often) and
suggested to Angela that she change into her swimsuit. She nervously
trotted off to the bathroom to change. She still hadn't come out when
I had finished reloading. I went down the hall and knocked on the door
and asked her if she was alright. She nervously replied that she would
be out in a minute. A few minutes later she came back into the studio
wearing a robe that I had placed in the bathroom for her. I asked her
if she were nervous and she admitted that she was indeed. I told her
how beautiful she looked and that she had nothing to be afraid of.
After a couple more minutes of reassuring talk, she took the robe off
and started posing again. She was wearing a white one piece suit.
Though it showed her curves well, it was not terribly revealing. She
started to relax and I soon had her doing Marilyn Monroe style pin up
shots and enjoying it. After I had shot another two rolls of film, I
asked her to change into the nightgown she had brought. She picked up
the robe and headed to the bathroom. I reloaded the camera. I needed
to pick up the pace a bit as we were already an hour into the session
and I hadn't seen anything you couldn't see on TV.
Angela returned wearing the robe again and went straight to the set
(a good sign). I asked her how she was enjoying the session and she
said that it was fun. I took a couple of shots of her face as we
talked to let her know it was time to get back to work. She took the
hint and removed the robe. She was wearing one of those big football
jerseys that came down below her waist. I guess 20 year old college
students haven't had time to learn to appreciate sexy nightwear (such
as the night shirt 29 year old Christine had in my first episode). It
looked like she was still wearing her bra.
Well if I couldn't start at the top, I could start at the bottom. I
moved her around the set and had her lie on her belly. As she got
down, I saw that she was wearing plain white panties. After a couple
of shots on her belly, I asked her to remove her panties for some
semi-nude teasing shots. The moment of truth had arrived. Was she
going to chicken out or were we going to start to make some progress.
She hesitated a moment and then reached back. She lowered the
panties without exposing anything. I asked her to stand in a profile
stance. She rose carefully. I asked her to raise the bottom of the
shirt so as to cover her front but give a side view of thigh and
behind. She did so slowly. She had a great behind. I told her again
how beautiful she was and asked her to turn her head to the camera and
give me a big smile. She did so rather self consciously. I told her
that she could put her panties back on while I reloaded the camera
(only one camera was used up but I could tell she needed a short
break).
When I returned, she seemed more relaxed. I asked her if she were
ready to go on. She said yes and I requested that she remove the
jersey. A look of panic shot through her eyes but she was a trooper. I
was right about the bra as after she removed the jersey, she was
standing there in just her bra and panties. I tried to relax her as I
shot some more poses. Finally, I asked her to unhook her bra. She
complied and finally dropped it to the floor. I hadn't realized how
well built she was. She had large firm breasts that did not sag (the
advantages of youth) topped by large pinkish brown nipples.
I shot several different poses to show off her beauties and to
relax her for the final stage. I had her stand facing away from the
camera and asked her to remove her panties. She lowered them to her
feet and stepped out of them. She had a beautiful round behind. After
a few shots, I had her turn around. Her pussy was covered by a thick
growth of light gold pubic hair. After a dozen standing shots I asked
her to recline on the set. Time was growing short so I decided not to
push her any farther for this session.
Angela put the robe on and went to the bathroom to dress. When she
came out, I paid her in cash and threw in a little bonus as an
encouragement. Her eyes lit up as she counted the money. I asked her
if she wanted to do another session. She did not hesitate at all as
she replied in the affirmative. I told her that I would call her next
week (it was to expensive to do too often).
I waited a week before calling Angela to set up a second session.
She sounded genuinely glad to hear from me again and told me that she
had been scared that her hesitant performance might have soured me on
her. I assured her that it had not and that I was looking forward to
the next session. We set up a time for Monday evening. I did tell her
that I hoped to move a little quicker this time. I also suggested that
she might want to trim her pubic hair. She said that she would do what
she could. I also asked her sizes so that I could pick up a couple of
things for her to wear.
Angela showed up Monday night in a sweater and jeans. It was fall,
she was wearing a couple of layers underneath and looked every bit the
typical college student. I asked her to go to the bathroom and remove
the bra but leave the rest on as I wanted to start with some cleavage
shots. We quickly got to work and she unbuttoned a couple of buttons
on the blouse under the sweater. I had her lean over and shot a couple
of shots down her front. I asked her to remove the blouse altogether
but to leave the sweater on. When she returned from the bathroom, I
shot a couple more cleavage shots. Her nipples looked so cute peeking
through the tight sweater.
I decided it was time to try out some of the things I had bought
her. I gave her a tiny red string bikini and asked her to change into
it. She laughed when she saw the size of it. Apparently the first
session had succeeded in getting her over her shyness. She came down
the hall wearing just the bikini (she hadn't bothered with the robe).
As well built as she was, the little pieces of fabric barely
concealed her charms. She pirouetted to show of the suit (she was
really getting into it) and we went right to work. Red was a good
choice for her. Unfortunately, as it was fall (and she had never worn
this bathing suit in her life) the light bit of tan she had remaining
clashed with the white skin exposed by the suit. I could see pubic
hair coming out the leg openings of the tight bottom and wondered how
good a job she had done trimming it. I told her that she could keep
the suit so long as she brought it along when ever I asked for it. She
thanked me but said that she didn't know if she had the guts to wear
it in public.
After both cameras were empty for the first time, I went to my
little bag and pulled out a sheer white teddie (very similar to the
one Christine had worn). I also had white stockings and a garter belt
to show off her nice long legs. She went down the hall to change while
I reloaded the cameras. We were only twenty minutes into the session
and making good progress. Angela took a little longer (she told me she
had to figure out how to use garters) but returned wearing the robe.
She quickly shed it when she reached the set though and laid down. The
teddie was translucent and showed her body well. After a half roll of
film, I had her remove the teddy top and strike some more poses.
When the first camera ran out of film, I asked her to remove the
panties. I could tell that Angela had not done much of a job trimming
her pubic hair. After a couple shots, I told her it was time to do
some spreads (we hadn't done anything that risky the first night). I
had her spread her knees apart and started to shoot. I stopped and
said to her that I was disappointed that she hadn't done a better job
trimming the hair. She blushed and apologized. I decided it was time
to take a chance. I told her that she would be of little use to me
looking like that. We might as well stop now, and of course I couldn't
pay for an entire session.
She looked downcast and explained that she really didn't know what
I wanted it to look like. I told her that I would help her out and we
could take care of it now and continue on with the session. She seemed
hesitant but with Thanksgiving and Christmas just around the corner, I
knew she had the financial incentive. She agreed and I went to the
bathroom for some scissors, a razor, baby oil, shaving cream and a
towel. I was about to live out another one of my fantasies.
When I returned to the set, I told her that this little operation
would make a good series. So I set her up and took a few "before"
pictures. I laid the towel under her and reached for the scissors. I
told her I wanted to trim her bush to a small rectangle just above her
pussy lips which I wanted to shave bald. I told her that this would
help when she wore the red bikini. She nodded and lay back. I clipped
the hair starting at the top and working down to her pussy. I roughed
it to the shape I wanted and then headed down to the lips. I snapped a
few more pictures and started trimming the hair around the lips. I was
extremely careful as I didn't want to cut her.
I couldn't believe I was actually getting to do this. I let my hand
brush against her cunt. It was time to get the razor out. I noticed
that Angela was being very still and had closed her eyes. I shook the
shaving cream can and squirted it above her pussy. I took my hands and
spread it around the lips down to her anus. I took the razor and
started at the top. The rectangle began to take shape. Then I worked
back down to the lips. I had to put a finger inside her cunt to hold
the lips so I wouldn't nick her. I heard her inhale deeply as I did
so. I moved that finger around in her cunt as I cleared the remaining
hair around her pussy. I worked down to her anus but left the one
finger in her cunt and worked down a little deeper. I reluctantly
removed the finger and took a couple more pictures. Then I took the
towel and cleaned up the remaining shaving cream from her pussy.
I admit that I thought I'd done quite well. A quick couple of
pictures and then I broke out the baby oil. I told her that it would
help sooth the newly shaved skin. I smoothed it in and pushed one
finger back in the pussy. Not meeting any resistance. I poured some
more oil around her cunt and added a second finger to the first. I
started moving them in and out, not pretending that I was soothing her
skin. Her breathing picked up and her beautiful breasts were heaving.
She began a low whimper that rose gradually in volume. Finally, she
came (I could feel the release of more juices even with the baby oil)
letting out a loud squeal. I slowed the pace of my fingers and began
to stroke the outside of her pussy. She opened her eyes and looked
around the room as though she were trying to regain her bearing. I
took a couple more shots and grabbed a mirror. I asked her if she
wanted to look and held the mirror between her legs. She raised up and
looked down at the mirror. Her eyes widened and she said that it
looked "neat". She tentatively reached down and ran her hand through
the hair.
There was only one other thing that I wanted to accomplish during
that session. I reloaded the cameras as Angela continued to admire my
handy work. I reached back into the bag and pulled out a dildo that I
bought for the occasion. After what Angela had just gone through, I
hoped she was ready to try some herself. So far, she had mostly been
passive.
I walked back to the set and put the dildo down near Angela's leg.
She looked up and put the mirror down when she saw the dildo. It was
fairly large (8" X 4.5") and pink. I talked calmly to her and asked
her if she were ready to do some more shots. She looked apprehensive
but nodded her head. I took the baby oil and spread it on the dildo. I
handed it to her and she took it tentatively. I went back to my camera
and started shooting pictures.
At first she just slid it around her newly cleared pussy, but
finally put the tip to her lips and started to slowly insert it. After
she had put in about three inches, she removed it and ran it around
her pussy again. Then she inserted again a little more forcefully.
After she had about five inches, she started to stroke it slowing in
and out. On the fifth stroke the low moaning resumed. She was pushing
more and more of it in with each stroke. The level of noise began to
rise as the pace of the stroking increased. She was getting at least
seven inches of the dildo in. With a loud shriek she pushed the whole
thing in and left it there. She must have been coming again. When she
reopened her eyes and looked at me and she blushed. She removed the
dildo and let it fall to the floor. Both rolls of film were finished
and I told her that she had done a great job. She reached over and
grabbed the robe and put it on.
After she returned from dressing, I paid her and showed her some of
the pictures from the previous shoot. I made some small talk and asked
if she would be interested in doing another shoot soon. She said that
she would check her schedule but thought she could do it the next
week. I asked her if she knew anyone else who might be interested in
modeling. She hesitated, and I assured her that I still wanted her as
a model. She said that one of her roommates might be interested and
that she would check. Hopefully, I'll have something more to write
about soon.
Christine's Return (Photog03)
I was at my desk when Christine came by. She asked if I'd like to
do another photo session on Saturday. Not being a fool, I quickly
agreed. I called and canceled a shoot with Angela Wednesday night. It
was getting too expensive to have her come in every week. Since I had
a "free" model in Christine, I decided she could wait awhile. Angela
sounded disappointed but I told her I would call her the following
week and reschedule.
Saturday could not come fast enough. Christine showed up wearing a
red and white striped blouse and blue jeans. I took her to the
basement to see the improvements I had made since her last visit. She
seemed impressed by the dark room. We made small talk and I asked how
her boyfriend was enjoying his pictures. She said that he'd discovered
some of the pictures the blowjob (she'd only given him the more
discreet nudes) and had blown his top. The relationship was now
history, but she didn't seem particularly upset about it.
I suggested that we get started. Christine excused herself and took
her bag to the bathroom. I was looking forward to whatever surprises
that bag might contain. I wasn't disappointed.
Christine came into the studio dressed in a red see-through
negligee. It had been two months since our first session and I had
forgotten how breathtaking her beauty was. The small breasts and pert
tiny brown nipples showed clearly. She also wore red pumps and a
matching red garter belt and stockings. We quickly went to work.
Christine exhibited no shyness and soon the negligee had been removed.
She posed in the red stockings and garters.
She said that she wanted a break and retreated to the bathroom. She
didn't even bother with a robe, and her naked ass held my full
attention as she walked down the hall. She returned, still wearing the
red stockings and garter belt, and paused to sip her wine.
She picked up one of my portfolios. This particular one had
pictures from my sessions with Angela. Her eyes nearly bugged out. She
insisted on viewing all the pictures. She complimented me on my
finding such a good looking woman to pose. When she saw the pictures
of Angela using a dildo, she asked if I still had one. I pulled out
the dildo and she took it and returned to the set.
Soon I was shooting pictures of her sliding the plastic toy in and
out of her pink slit. After about ten minutes of masturbating with the
dildo, Christine looked up at me and told me she would rather have the
real thing. I took that as an invitation and joined her on the set.
Now that her boyfriend was gone, I would have my opportunity. His
loss would be my gain. She helped me lower my pants and remove my
shirt. We kissed and her tongue entered my mouth. Her hand encircled
my already erect manhood. My mouth engulfed her nipple, biting and
licking first one, then the other. I tongued my way down her flat
belly. She was already quite moist when my tongue entered her pussy. A
noise escaped from deep in her throat. She spread her legs farther to
allow me better access. I sucked her clit lightly between my teeth and
she pushed her mound into my face. Her taste was intoxicating.
Christine reached for my cock and pulled on it. When I lifted my
head, she said she wanted it now. She rolled over on her stomach and
lifted her ass high in the air. I stepped behind her and slid the head
of my cock against her slit. She yelled at me not to tease as she
pushed back against me. I slid the head in and pushed. I was soon in
her to the hilt. She pushed back against me and started a rhythm. I
stroked to meet her thrusts and soon we were in sync. I soon reached
the point of no return. I felt her muscles tightening against me as I
shot my wad deep into her.
We lay there, joined at the waist, for several minutes. I
reluctantly pulled out and Christine rolled over on her back. She
smiled up at me and told me to take some pictures. I reached for my
camera and captured her sweaty come filled form. A little of the sperm
was visible leaking from between her pussy lips. She grabbed the dildo
and put it against her cunt. It composed a pictures of her beautiful
pussy, leaking sperm that had apparently come from a plastic dildo.
Christine asked me to arrange to see a photo shoot with Angela. I
didn't know how Angela might react, but Christine suggested that I
introduce her as my assistant. She said she would help load the film
and move the lights. I told Christine about the shoot I had scheduled
for Wednesday. She said that she'd come early to help me get ready.
Christine wanted to clean up and invited me to join her in the
shower. I soaped her up and she returned the favor. She dropped to her
knees and took my cock in her mouth. She was very skilled and I soon
had another erection. It was a lot of fun, but the hot water was
running out and I suggested we adjourn to a place where we could be
more comfortable.
We went to my bedroom. I asked her to sit on my face and soon found
myself on my back in the bed, looking up at her incredible pussy. She
lowered it to my outstretched tongue. As she rolled on my face, she
asked me about Angela. Since I could do little more than grunt
(besides, its impolite to talk with your mouth full), she lifted off
my face. She slid down my stomach and skewered herself on my cock.
I told her the details of the shoots I had with Angela. We were
going at a much slower, less frantic pace than before. Christine
seemed particularly interested in my trimming of Angela's pussy.
(Christine already kept her bush trimmed but left hair outlining her
pussy.) She said that she might let me do it for her someday. She had
been picking the pace up slightly. She seemed to reach orgasm and
stopped. I still hadn't shot. She pulled off me and lowered her head
to my belly. Her mouth engulfed my cock and soon she had me shooting
down her throat.
She dressed and thanked me, saying that it was always exciting to
come and visit me. She told me that her ex-boyfriend had less appetite
then she did and tended to be routine in bed. She kissed me at the
door as she left.
At work on Monday, I invited her out to lunch. I found that she was
a fascinating person of many different dimensions. We shared more in
common than our lusts. It scared me because I realized I could really
fall hard for her. She had made it clear to me that she was just
looking for a little fun and not looking a serious relationship. Also,
I doubted that she would ever be interested in me as I am sort of
plain and have six years on her. In contrast, she is the epitome of
class and grace and could have her choice of men. Had I not discovered
her taste for exhibition, I doubt that she would even give me more
than the time of day.
Christine invited me out to lunch on Wednesday. As we ate, she said
that she was incredibly excited about the upcoming shoot. She took my
hand beneath the table and slid it under her dress. My hand slid up
her thigh and under her panties. She was indeed wet. She pulled my
hand out before I could do much more than grope her and said that I
would have to wait till later.
That evening, Christine showed up at seven. We set the lights up
and got the equipment ready, and I showed her how to load film and
handle the lights. I'd asked her to dress conservatively so as not to
intimidate Angela. She wore blue jeans and a sweater. I found a hat
and had her put it on so as to make it harder for Angela to recognize
her from the photos I had shown her in the first interview.
The door bell sounded and I told her to wait for us. I was a little
worried how Angela might handle the presence of another woman. Fearing
a negative reaction, I had not called her in advance. I took her coat
and explained that I had an assistant to help for the evening. She
looked at me nervously. As we entered the studio, she actually seemed
relieved to see that the assistant was a woman. I explained that
Christine was studying photography with me and had offered to help for
some pointers. I told Angela, that if it was alright with her, she
would help out and even take some pictures. Angela agreed and went to
the bathroom where I had set out the white teddie. She came back with
the robe over her shoulders.
I asked Christine for some light levels while Angela dropped the
robe. I took some pictures and spied Christine out of the corner of my
eye. She was staring at Angela and I could tell she was excited. I had
Angela remove the top half of the nightgown and had Christine step
forward and take it from her. Christine got a close up view of
Angela's large tits. I took a shot and stopped. I asked Christine to
get some pink rouge to highlight Angela's nipples. Her hand shook as
she used the brush to apply the make-up. Angela's nipple hardened in
response to the light touch.
We shot some more film and Angela removed her panties. I was glad
to see that she had been keeping the hair around her pussy trimmed. I
had Christine change film in a camera. When she returned, I asked her
if she wanted to take some shots. I sat back and watched Christine
pose Angela every which way. Christine moved in for close ups and
placed her hands on Angela, moving her to the pose she wanted (I had
refrained from much touching in posing the girls as I didn't want to
scare them off). Christine asked me to get the dildo. I saw Angela
blush at the mention of the toy. I handed it to her and she hesitantly
started to use it. Christine reached down between Angela's spread
legs, telling her she was doing it all wrong. Christine took the
plastic dildo and shoved it fully in Angela's cunt. Angela let out a
gasp. Christine grazed her fingers over Angela's pussy as she replaced
Angela's hand on the dildo. Christine returned to the camera and took
some more pictures.
I suggested a break. Angela put the robe on and we sat and drank
some wine. Christine asked Angela how she liked posing and Angela
replied that she found it exciting. Christine said she might like to
try it some day and Angela said that she should. Having set the trap,
Christine asked me if she could pose too. I told her that would be a
great idea. Angela looked nervous, as though she wanted to leave.
Christine moved to the center of the set and pulled her sweater
off. She dropped her pants and kicked off her shoes. She asked Angela
if this was how to do it as she mugged for the camera. Her white bra
and panties soon joined the pile of clothes on the floor. I looked
over to see how Angela was taking the show. Christine said that she
was having fun and could see why Angela enjoyed it.
I suggested that Angela join Christine for some pictures together.
I pointed out the contrasts between them (blonde vs. brunette, big
breasts vs. flat chested) would make them good subjects together.
Angela removed the robe and joined Christine naked on the set. At
first I had them pose in pretty tame poses. At one point. I had them
stand back to back, their asses against one another. I had Christine
stand behind Angela and fondle her breasts. Angela looked hesitantly
at me but allowed Christine to do it. She even closed her eyes as
Christine fingers worked on her nipples. Christine was fascinated by
Angela's big breasts.
At this point, Christine decided to take over and reached for the
dildo. She slid it into Angela's cunt. Angela moaned as Christine
worked the pink toy in and out of her. She grabbed at Angela's big
breasts. Angela was getting quite vocal. Christine guided Angela to
lay down on her back. She pulled the dildo from Angela's pussy and
soon her face had replaced it. Angela shook her head back and forth,
her hands intertwined in Christine's hair. She shouted that she was
coming. Christine slowed her pace and then kissed her way up Angela's
stomach. She spent a good deal of time on each tit. Finally, she
reached Angela's mouth. Angela hesitated. I didn't know if she was
reluctant because (as she later told us) she had never been with a
woman, or that Christine's face was covered with her own juices.
Now that Christine had joined the shoot, I had to change the film
in my cameras myself. I returned to find the girls in sixty-nine.
Christine was on top with Angela underneath with her face buried in
pussy. I wondered if they even knew I had left. I shot away, close-ups
first of one girl with her face in the other's pussy, then the other
in the one. I noticed Christine tense as she did when she came, then
she returned to tonguing Angela's cunt. Five minutes later, Angela was
moaning loudly once again and had stopped sucking Christine.
Christine pulled her head up and asked me to fuck her. I quickly
dropped the camera and my pants and came up behind her. She had
lowered her head and was kissing Angela's pussy furiously. I entered
Christine's very wet cunt, my balls hanging down in Angela's face.
Angela tongued them occasionally but was too caught up in her own
pleasure. I leaned over Christine and watched her suck Angela's cunt.
I was getting close and so was Christine. Angela was already coming
loudly. Christine pulled her face from between her thighs and told me
to pull out and come over Angela's face. I didn't have time to ask
Angela and I'm not sure she was in any state to answer. I pulled out
of Christine's tight cunt. She quickly spun around as I started to
shoot all over Angela's face and chest. Christine was licking the
sperm up before I had even stopped spurting.
Christine continued to lick Angela's face and chest while I caught
my breath. Christine took the plastic dildo in her hand and shoved it
into Angela's pussy. Angela was soon moaning again. Christine pulled
the dildo from Angela's cunt. Angela looked up to Christine
disappointed and moaned "please". Christine slid two fingers in and
stroked them in and out. She pulled me to her side and replaced her
hand with mine. Her cunt felt so tight. I removed my left hand and
replaced it with my right. I sucked the juices off my left hand. She
tasted marvelous.
Christine had moved over Angela's head and was settling her pussy
onto the face below. I heard Christine tell Angela that she hoped that
she would do a better job of concentrating on sucking than she had
before. I decided to make the job more difficult for Angela so I
lowered my head down to her beautiful shaven pussy. I sucked her
slowly and patiently, not wanting to deny Christine her dues. Angela
tasted sweet and her pussy already was a swamp of juices from the
earlier workout. I heard Angela start moaning and slowed the pace even
more. I could tell Christine was enjoying her ride on Angela's face.
She shook and I was fairly certain that Christine had come. I
decided it was time to forgo courtesy and dived in full force. Angela
was soon moaning loudly, still trying to work on Christine's cunt. I
rose up and entered Angela swiftly. She was extremely tight but also
extremely ready. I stroked my cock in her and she moaned louder. We
fucked furiously for ten minutes, until I could hold back no longer. I
came deep in her pussy.
After I withdrew, Christine dived onto Angela's cunt and licked her
clean. She then did the same for my cock. We took a breather and I
poured drinks for everyone. Angela confessed that this was her first
experience with a woman and the first time with more than one partner.
Christine replied that she'd had a lesbian experience with a roommate
in college but none in the past six years. She told Angela about her
previous modeling for me and we showed her some of the pictures.
Angela said that she had really enjoyed the experience but was ready
to go home. She dressed and I saw her to the door. She reluctantly
took the money, only after I convinced her that it was for her
modeling. She said she did not want to become a prostitute. I asked
her if she would consider posing for us again. She said that she had a
lot of things to think about, but that she might.
Christine was in the shower when I returned to the basement. I
decided to give her a little time to herself and proceeded to turn the
lights in the studio off and put away my equipment. I was just
finishing unloading the film from the last camera when Christine
emerged from the bathroom wearing the robe. She kissed me and asked me
if it was alright for her to stay over (she had brought clothes for
work). I certainly wouldn't turn down such an offer. We adjourned to
the kitchen and I fixed a light snack. We talked for hours. I felt
very close to her and think that she was feeling the same way.
Talked out at last, we retired to the bedroom for slow passionate
love. For the first time we embraced in the missionary position. It
was very intimate and tender.
Afterwards, we dozed off. The alarm sounded very early in the
morning (considering the late hour we had been up to). It was nice to
awake to the sight of Christine draped naked over me. Unfortunately,
work awaited us that morning so there was no time for other things. We
dressed and headed off to work. Christine went into work and I waited
a discreet time before following her.
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