I had always wanted to get my sexy wife to do a naughty photo shoot for me, something we could enjoy again and again. Now, Eve had a great body, and when she was younger, she loved to show it off. I still loved it when she showed it off. I told Eve, while lying in bed one morning, that I would love to see her in some erotic poses. And if she was up for it, I would love to arrange it. Eve lay there naked and smiled at me, saying she would do it if I wanted her to.
Eve mentioned that an old friend of hers knew this photographer who specialised in boudoir or glamour photos, sexy but not obscene pictures. Since it was her friend and I knew she was a naughty girl, having played in the hot tub with her at the club on several occasions, I agreed to Eve calling her to find out the details. Once Eve had spoken to her, she gave me the details. I felt very excited. So, I checked out the photographer both on the phone and at the studio.
I was relieved to find that he was an over-the-hill, unattractive and slightly overweight man. He seemed professional enough and very friendly. He showed me some of his work, which looked very good, and he revealed that he did this kind of work on a part-time basis, in addition to his regular photography. So, I came away from the meeting satisfied that all was as advertised and having made an appointment for two weeks, I was very excited. I told Eve that I had been and booked the shoot, and she looked excited too, even if a little nervous. Eve went to get her waxed and booked her nails, just in case the camera got too close.
I had told the photographer that we would like some sexy shots of my wife in lingerie to start with and possibly a few nudes or semi-nudes, depending on how comfortable she felt. He said he was willing and able to do what we wanted. I was very interested in seeing Eve photographed, and after speaking to her about it in more detail, I knew she was warming to the idea and looking forward to it as well. I admit I was very excited by the prospect, and I even told her I imagined she would get excited in front of the lens, too. Eve laughed at the thought, stating that she doubted she would be able to go too far in front of a stranger. I knew better.
The day of the shoot, we woke early. I was rock hard lying there in bed and pulled Eve on top of me. Eve was wet and slid straight onto my cock and rode me hard. As she was fucking me, I grabbed her bouncing nipples between my fingers and pinched them as she rode harder. I could hear the moans coming from her mouth as we sped up, and I knew she would not last long on top of me.
I told Eve, as she was about to cum that I wanted the photographer to do some naked pics as well as sexy lingerie too. I told her that I wanted to see her posing in and out of her underwear, not just some lingerie shots. Eve looked at me and let out a big moan as she climaxed all over my hard cock, sucking it deep into her tight pussy. This, in turn, made me cum deep inside my wife. She smiled at me as the climax subsided and whispered that in this sort of mood, she would do pretty much anything I asked of her and kissed me deeply on the lips as I shot another hot load into her tight pussy.
I was hoping that in the right mood, Eve might get even more daring, and this looked like it might be the case. Eve slid off my cock, cum dripping from her swollen lips, and we both jumped in the shower to clean up. The rest of the day before the shoot, Eve was nervous as hell. I was excited in anticipation. All our spare moments were spent contemplating the event. Eve even went and shopped (with her friend) for some especially sexy outfits that she refused to show me before the shoot, making me even more eager for the photo shoot to start.
I wondered about the outfits as I knew she was a dirty girl when in the mood. Her friend, who was also a naughty girl, was advising her on both her purchases and the kinds of poses she should do. This was great news to me because if she could persuade Eve to be bolder than usual, it would be an amazing experience. I felt it would be a day of surprises for both of us, but that may have been because I was so excited at the thought of my sexy wife exposing herself on camera. I knew if it went to plan, I would be standing there very hard at the shoot.
The time finally arrived, and we drove the 15-odd miles to the photographer’s studio. Eve’s nerves were apparent, but on arrival, she seemed happy and relaxed, and it was I who was nervous. Her breasts and nipples were on display under her tight blouse; they were large, and she always received her fair share of attention from men of all ages. I thought Eve was wonderfully proportioned, with an hourglass figure and a sexy ass.
As Eve stretched over to the back seat of the car to pick up her new clothes bag, the contents of which I still had not seen, I noticed she had a sexy thong on, so I could see her lovely ass on display. As we reached the door of the studio, Eve grabbed my hand and squeezed it tight. John, the photographer, opened the door with a big smile, introduced himself to my wife, and immediately put her at ease with his cool manner. I felt it also helped that he was an older man, but easy to converse with. He wore a tight T-shirt over his small paunch, not the sexiest look. The studio he ushered us into was very warm and lit brightly by two large lamps. The set looked very professional with lots of props, including a large bed. I felt more at ease that someone looking like him and not a younger, fitter guy would be seeing my wife naked; it was not exactly the first time I had shown Eve off, but the first time like this.
Your wife is a very sexy-looking woman, he told me as she popped behind a curtain to change into her first outfit. Once John had explained how the shoot would work. John had asked my wife to go put on whatever outfit she would feel comfy in for the first shoot. All very upfront and professional.
I thought that, from the smile on his face, he was enjoying the thought of seeing you stripped down as much as I was, and that excited me. As I watched him set up his equipment in front of a large makeshift bed. And a sofa. You two have been married for a long time, haven’t you? John said as he set up. About 9 years, I told him.
He continued some pointless small talk as we waited for the session to begin. Relaxing me into a chair as Eve got ready. He looked at his watch several times, knowing we had already agreed on a price despite how long the shoot took. When Eve finally appeared, the wait was well worth it. She looked amazing, even better than my overactive imagination could have pictured. Eve wore a purple all-in-one outfit – so short as to be mistaken for short shorts – but a second glance revealed that it was a skirt of sorts – so tight as to appear almost painted across the contour of your sexy buttocks. The top was just as tight, with two flimsy button straps supporting the whole outfit to her gorgeous body.
I think the sight shocked John too, as I saw him adjust himself in a most obvious way. He was then standing behind the camera, clicking furiously. I wondered why Eve had opted for such an outfit instead of something more traditional for this kind of shoot, but figured this was our friends’ hand in the selection. Eve sat in front of me on the end of the sofa, shoulders back, as instructed by John, her perfect contours accentuated by the skimpy, clingy material. I was very pleased at how hot you looked and how sexy I thought you looked in front of the camera. I was sure Eve could see my hard cock through my trousers as she sat there posing away under John’s tutelage.
Eve posed naturally, as naturally as you can when dressed in such a way. And as he spoke to her, I watched as he asked her to move, and she lifted her legs to kneel on top of the sofa. I caught a glimpse of the smooth mound that surrounded my wife’s pussy, I could see now that there was no way she could have worn panties under the outfit. John was busy clicking away, talking to her all the time, urging Eve to press her hands into her big breasts. He continued to click away at the camera as I watched her respond by doing just as he asked. Wow! I had no idea what had gotten into Eve, but it was turning me on, and I knew this was going better than I could have hoped for. I loved it.
When John called for Eve to take five while he changed the film in his camera, she came straight over and sat on my lap. I knew she could now feel as well as see my rock-hard cock as she sank her mouth onto mine and kissed me deeply. Well, what do you think? She asked, giggling and grinding onto my hard cock, Do you like watching your wife? I whispered in her ear that I was thrilled, as she could feel. John was busy loading more film. I dared to let my hand slide its way up inside the tightness of the material covering her thighs. I could feel how wet she was and knew she was enjoying this as much as I was.
Right then, John told Eve to get ready for the next shoot. Once again, Eve disappeared, leaving me with my raging hard-on, eager to witness more of the same in the second part. John smiled at me, seeing the state of my hard-on. He asked how I was enjoying it, and I smiled back and said, “So far, so good.” She’s just changing into something else, I told him, a hungry expression on my face. Fine, he responded, throwing me a truly grateful smile, obviously for allowing him the opportunity to observe my wife in this way.
We didn’t have to wait long. Eve appeared before us, dressed – or should I say undressed – in an over-tight black and blue Basque that heaved the swell of your breasts upwards and outwards. All that was ‘titillatingly’ covered at this point were your nipples, amazingly concealed by the skilful positioning of the thin, lacy fabric. The blue panties that went with the top were minuscule, with simple, thin straps on each side, precariously holding the matching fabric in place. My mouth hung open – but not our photographer friend – John was already taking in the sight by means of the camera lens, but he could not hide the bulge in his trousers. I saw Eve notice this too as she smiled and winked at me.
This time, John told Eve to stand and be pictured – Eve was really enjoying being ordered about by John, changing positions, opening herself up to the erotic fun. Her hands went to her hips, then moved over the tightness of the material on her tummy up to her breasts, showing off those lovely, hard nipples in the process. I watched as Eve cupped them fully, offering them completely to the camera. I knew she was getting excited as the shoot went on, and the damp patch in her silk panties told John the same thing. I was loving this. Again, a small thank-you crossed my mind for her sexy friend.
I had to admit that another man being there added to the pleasure. There was a pride that Eve was my sexy wife, but also, something I had admitted to her in the past, a naughty thrill at knowing another man was viewing my wife’s body. But it was far from over yet. As I watched, and with one adept move, Eve pulled on the tie that kept her breasts from our sight – they were suddenly revealed – escaping from the confines of the fabric as it moved downwards. Her hands disappeared, then reappeared to pull off the flimsy top completely. My wife’s hands were back at her hips. Eve looked directly at John, saying, Now what do you want me to do next?
I was so horny right then; I wanted to take Eve over the sofa straight away. She was proudly parading her body. All of a sudden, Eve went motionless just for a moment and allowed me to take in the sight, standing now naked but for your damp panties and boots in front of me. You threw me a completely wicked smile – eyes wide and cheeks flushed heavily. John was clicking away, enjoying this session, which had taken on a life of its own.
John was the first to break the silence: Come on, love, he chanted. Keep it going. Don’t stop now. His words were hurried and eager to get the right response. Come on. Come on, Eve.
My wife turned on the spot, letting us now view her sexy rear, bending down, a hand appearing between her legs and pressing into the focal point of our attention. I noticed that John was sweating a lot as he kept taking pictures. This man was excited as hell, too. Who could blame him? I felt very excited at someone getting so obviously aroused by my wife. However, I was unsure of what to do next and how far this would go. Moreover, I was so excited that I wanted to kill the moment. Finally, I joined in with him and asked you to keep going at the same time, openly rubbing my hard cock through my trousers.
John had stopped taking pictures and now stood gawking at her beautiful rear. Admittedly, I found it even more exciting to see the effect she was having on him. He was just openly staring and lusting after her with a very large bulge in his pants for all to see, especially my sexy wife.
You lucky bastard, he whispered enough so only I could hear. Listen, he continued. If you take one picture of me standing next to her, I’ll give you a big discount on my work. Would you mind that? My cock jumped at his proposal.
I paused for a moment. This was not part of the deal, but then again, I was feeling really horny now. It would really add some spice. It was unfolding just as I imagined, maybe even better. I imagined Eve doing what she was doing now while he stood there with his hard cock bulging out for her to see.
I looked at my wife, and she smiled and nodded, as if to say she was okay with this. I don’t mind, I said, which was hardly surprising to her. Then I asked out loud, as if I didn’t already know the answer: Would you mind that, baby? What’s that? she replied, still bent over. John was wondering if I would take a photo of him with you, I told her. He’s going to give us a big discount if you agree. I already knew how she would react to this. I knew she was very excited and always game for fun, and at this moment, anything seemed possible.
Eve stood up, turned to face us both, and said slowly, as if still considering it, “I don’t mind.” Eve had a wicked gleam in her eye and a naughty smile on her lips.
John ushered me to the camera and demonstrated how to take the shot. After I was told which button to press, he lined up the camera and walked over to where Eve was waiting.
John offered a smile as he turned to face his own camera. My wife gave an exaggerated pout. I pressed the button. In that instant, I was contemplating how this guy must have been thinking all his birthdays had come at once – how lucky it was for such a guy to be this close to a sexy woman as my wife and not knowing how horny she was right now. I understood why he wanted his picture taken like this: a chance to show his buddies, and I was sure he had taken advantage of it in this line of business a few times before.
So, with John still next to her. I asked Eve to cup one of her exposed nipples and position it close to his cheek. I thought right now in the moment, she would do just about anything for me. I had seen her like this before and knew if I kept her hot, anything could happen. I carried on clicking away a bit uncomfortably since my hard-on was overruling every other emotion and thought. So, I took yet another picture. ‘There you go I said. ‘ Was that ok for you, knowing the answer by the stain in his trousers. Show them to your buddies. Suddenly, Eve’s arms encircled his neck and pressed the side of his head into her cleavage. One of his hands found its way around her waist, and he squeezed her closer to him.
Eve turned to him, side on, this time allowing him some movement of his face still between her breasts. His tongue protruded, and I watched as it flicked the hard nipple that was now facing me, while he raised his hand and cupped her other breast, pinching your neglected nipple between his forefinger and thumb!
Are you enjoying that, you dirty bastard, I shouted, still clicking away with the camera, half expecting Eve to stop him, but she didn’t, and I could tell she was enjoying the feeling, and I could see Eve giving herself to the moment.
John, who had a huge bulge in his pants, continued to revolve his tongue around the same hard nipple, soaking it in his saliva as it stuck out firm. I could now see his hard cock straining to get out of his trousers as he groped my wife in front of me. I watched as she let him grope and suck her; her head went back, and I could see the damp patch on her panties get bigger as she enjoyed the attention.
OK, we’re out of film, I said, but Eve took no notice, and her hands were now firmly on the back of John’s head, pulling his face to your breast, which he proceeded to nibble and kiss. His hands suddenly pressed into your chest, one on each breast, burying his face yet deeper between them. I would have stopped him there and then, except I was enjoying the view so much, and I could see my wife was enjoying it too. The whole of the afternoon, I’d been subjected to a hard-on, and this was no different. As my heart pounded, I silently observed, transfixed by what was unfolding before me. Eve looked in my direction and smiled as John sucked and bit her hard nipples. I knew this would make her cum soon.
One of his hands abandoned its commitment to your breasts and struggled to unfasten the belt around his waist. It had only been a matter of time before he would release that huge cock from his pants. I was intrigued to know what he had there for Eve. Her breath was fast and laboured. The sound of a zipper caught my attention, and in my peripheral vision, I saw John’s pants dropping to his ankles. My eyes were still on my wife, though, her eyes now closed, her lips, tongue and teeth familiarising themselves with John’s as I watched her kiss him deeply. Their kissing was intense; I finally released my hard cock, too, so both John and I were now stroking as they kissed.
Whatever happened next was out of my control as my cock led my mind. One of John’s hands still kept a connection with my wife’s breasts, the nipples of which were unusually vertical. His other hand was engaged in the task of stroking his fat, hard dick. He dropped his briefs to the floor. My eyes roamed to this area as his fully erect cock was coming into view, springing out and almost audibly slapping against one of your legs. Its dark purple head, peeking out of his foreskin, oozes traces of clear liquid over the very top of your leg. John told me to use the other camera as it was full, and he continued abusing my wife.
I smiled and moved my spare hand to the camera and started clicking away as I stroked to this show. What came next seemed inevitable. He pushed my wife’s head down until her soft lips were pressed against the tip of his throbbing erection. At first, it looked like Eve might refuse to swallow his fat, leaking cock into her open mouth, but I watched as she looked at me and winked and then you kissed the tip of his hard cock, and I watched, still clicking away as I stroked with my other hand. He moaned deeply as he pushed Eve’s head a little further down onto his dick, thrusting his hips into her face. Obediently, her lips parted, and he slid just the head of his throbbing cock into her warm, wet mouth. That was it. I watched as she got hold of his cock and began jacking it as her head bobbed up and down on his shaft. One hand was guiding your head up and down his shaft, while the other was exploring your curves and finally began rubbing your panty-covered pussy. Which by now was leaking down your thighs.
Past caring for anything, I watched as they both kept pleasuring each other with increasing urgency. I knew there was no way I could stop my wife when she was in this mood, and I had no urge to either. I remained frozen, watching, stroking my cock as I kept taking pictures. He slipped his fingers inside Eve’s panties, and my cock became so hard, straining to explode. His hand moved lower inside her panties and cupped her wet mound. Faster and faster, Eve was sucking his fat cock, and he was rubbing her pussy. I was close to cumming too as I watched, and Eve was now swallowing his whole fat shaft down her throat as he pumped into her with every thrust.
Suddenly, in one swift movement, he pulled out of your hot mouth and moved you onto all fours on the bed next to him. For a brief moment, I wasn’t sure if Eve was ready for or wanted this. But then I relaxed as she looked over and smiled, and I watched her open her legs wide. Having my wife on all fours, John moved behind her and ripped off her panties, exposing the lovely sight of her wet, open pussy. I could see that her lips were swollen and parted. Without looking to me for any guidance, John forced his huge, fat dick forward and located it at the outer point of my wife’s juicy pussy lips. Eve yelled out in anticipation of his fat cock stretching her pussy wide, and as his momentum forced his fat, hard cock to part her swollen pussy lips, I moved closer with the camera so I wouldn’t miss a thing. I watched as his fat shaft buried deep in her swollen pussy, and I could hear the breath come from my wife as he hammered home hard, again and again.
My cock was about to explode everywhere. Here was an older man sending my wife into spasms of ecstasy by means of his fat, hard cock smashing into her dripping pussy.
John began to groan as he slammed deep into Eve. I watched as she came hard, impaled on his cock, crying out in pleasure. I knew it would not be long before he fired his hot cum, the question was where I would like it. Deep inside my wife or all over her sexy body. And it was this thought that turned me on even more. It was such a turn-on that I didn’t care for anything but the pleasure. My wife was being fucked like a slut in front of me.
Just then John lay down and rolled Eve on top of him, forcing his still hard, fat cock covered in my wife’s cum juice into her well-fucked pussy. Eve began to cum once again as soon as she sat down on him, moaning out as her juices leaked all over his cock and belly. I stared in wonder as she started rocking up and down his cock, pressing down hard, desperate to get every inch deep inside her. You were both grunting, and combined with the sound of your bodies slapping together, were filling the room with noises of animalistic sex. As Eve felt his hands on her ass cheeks spreading them apart, it made her begin to pant like a dog in heat and ride his cock harder.
Suddenly, he almost threw you off him and climbed on the bed, his cock level with her face. Take it… ” Hurry… hurry… he cried out. I watched as Eve complied totally and took his cock into her willing mouth, sucking and pumping it, trying her best to make him cum. I was still clicking away as this happened, no idea if there was any film left. Precum leaking from my hard cock. John gave a final prolonged thrust, holding the back of her head, and I knew that his orgasm had sent his hot cum deep into her mouth. Eve was so far gone she swallowed it all like a hungry slut, I watched as she swallowed and swallowed, but still I saw his cum dripping down the sides of her mouth and running down over her big nipples.
That was fantastic, I heard John say as he slapped his cock into my wife’s face. He grinned. Without even looking at me, Eve lay back and spread her pussy wide and shouted to me fuck me and cum in me now. Eve was on her back legs, open wide, and I slid my cock deep inside her with ease after John’s monster had been deep inside her. It did not take long, and I could feel how stretched she was by John. I lasted two or three strokes before I filled her with my cum, I could feel it leak from my wife’s stretched pussy as I fucked her. Just then, John grabbed his trousers and underpants and covered himself. He pulled his pants over his satisfied-looking cock.
Sorry about that, he said. That sometimes happens when they first pose like this. He walked toward where I stood. I could see that no apology was necessary. You certainly didn’t mind.
Eve appeared behind him, semi-dressed again in some of the clothes you had arrived in. I smiled at her and kissed her deeply, cum still dribbling from my cock and knowing it would be doing the same from my wife’s pussy. Eve had not even wiped the cum from her mouth where I had just kissed her, residue from where John had cum in her. John smiled at me, and as I finished my kiss, he grabbed Eve and offered a lengthy kiss, his cum still on her lips. His hands encircled my wife’s rear, again pressing her towards him. He apparently had no worries about my knowing he had enjoyed it. I just stood there, my cock dripping and getting hard again as Eve still kissed John, grabbed my hard shaft.
Do you want me to give you a moment, baby? I said. I have no problem watching you both once more. John smiled at me as Eve removed her mouth from John and nodded. I saw her hand already on his fat cock, and Eve pointed me towards the chair so I could watch the action. I was rock hard again and went and sat down trouserless. I watched stroking once again as my sexy wife bent over the couch and pulled her ass apart. John didn’t need another invite and slammed his cock into her cum filled pussy. As I sat on the chair, cock in hand, I watched intently as Eve positioned herself. Hence, I had a perfect view of John’s huge cock as he slid it into her swollen pussy lips. I could see the cum leaking out as he grunted and forced himself all the way into my wife’s open pussy. To some, this may have been degrading, but to Eve and me, it was pure indulgence. Eve loved to be stretched hard and knew I loved to see her pulled apart by a big cock.
We were both in heaven. I moved closer so that I could see his cock stretch Eve wide open with each thrust, and I could smell the juices as they dripped out from her pussy. Eve climaxed straight away, but John kept going as she was impaled on his cock. I took out my phone and clicked away, getting as close as possible, not missing a bit of the action. I told John I wanted him to cum inside my wife this time, and he smiled at me and said that was his intention. I stood up now and moved to Eve’s mouth, wanking my hard cock into it as she panted for breath after yet another climax. I saw John pump once more so hard that Eve impaled herself on my cock with her mouth and gagged. I knew he had just shot his cum deep into my wife’s willing pussy, and as he did so, I came hard in her mouth, causing her to gag as I squirted deep down her throat.
Eve slid off John’s big cock and fell, legs shaking, to the sofa, my cock still in her mouth, and I knew she was done. I handed John the phone and told him to take some of her gaping pussy full of cum for me. He grabbed it and snapped away, fingering the cum out of her as he did so. Eve was too far gone to move and just lay there being fingered as I slid my used cock from her mouth. My wife had never looked so stunning. And I could not wait to see the photos of our session.
So what did you make of the session? Eve asked me quietly, as she lay there panting, seeing that John had now gone back to bed to get dressed. I smiled at her and said it was amazing, and she was stunning. I picked my wife up and placed her jacket over her cum drenched body. John came back and said the pictures would be ready in a week, and we were welcome to come back to view them here at the studio. I smiled at him and squeezed Eve’s hand, saying we would love to.
John thanked us again, then went back inside and closed his door. Eve looked at my hard cock bulging from my trousers and smiled, knowing I wanted to bring her back here soon. Once home, I asked if she enjoyed having John deep in her as he came in her again, and Eve smiled and said yes it’s still deep in my pussy, along with yours, baby. Do you want to taste? I nodded and dropped to my knees as she spread her legs. I could smell the pungent taste of cum leaking from her pussy, and I licked it all down as she moaned. She told me to wank as I sucked and wanted to see me cum again before we showered. I did as asked. Neither of us could wait to go back and see our pictures.
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