The photographer 

I have done fairly well for myself. I make a good living as a commercial
photographer. I know what you must think. Naked supermodels in the 
studio all the time. It doesn't really work that way. I have done my 
share of Catalogues and Bikinis but just regional stuff and mostly 
commercial stills for advertising. Still it pays better and had better 
hours than the old wedding photographer gig. I do weddings for my 
friends and their kids and usually do it as a present nowadays. I 
started young. As a matter of fact when I was still in High School. I 
picked up my dad's Nikon one day and started taking pictures. It 
blossomed to Year Book and then weddings and portraits as I went to 
college. My dream was always to become a Playboy photographer but I am 
sure that is one of all teenage boys fantasies. Now that I am semi 
retired I have lots to share. Over my career I have had a number of 
pretty wild sexual encounters and I thought I would write them down. 
They may not come out in order but they will all be written about 
photography and the situations it got me into. 

The Web Site 

Recently I was approached by one of my younger friends with one of his
hair brained get rich quick schemes. I have heard all of them and tried 
to stay out of most. This one didn't look any better to me than all the 
rest he had tried. He wanted to start up an Internet site featuring 
local amateur models. I told him up front I had to many people already 
paying me to shoot pictures to do this. He insisted that all he needed 
was some technical help and some of my time to set up a studio and get 
a buddy of his some quick training to shoot the thousands of women that 
would be flocking to his Website to get put on the Net. Against my 
better judgment I agreed to go over the plans and meet the buddy. 

It was your standard Denny's style coffee shop. I had my first cup
before my friend Eric showed up. Right behind him was his buddy and his 
buddy's wife. They were pleasant. A little young for me, in there 
middle 20's I would guess. The wife was quick to smile but stayed very 
quiet. She was dressed in a baggie set of denims and a huge sweatshirt 
with a popular Logo on it. She seemed to be about 5'2" with brown to 
auburn hair a nice complexion and pretty green eyes. It was impossible 
to tell if she had a body worth looking at or not. 

Eric introduced me to Shane and Mellissa. We said hello exchanged
pleasantries as we ordered and I had that creeping feeling I was going 
to get stuck with the whole check. Shane and Mellissa owned a local 
farmhouse and were offering to remodel the barn into a studio. Shane 
was a carpenter and was sure he could do a good job of it. Mellissa was 
a hair stylist and was going to be on hand to do hair and make up. When 
I asked her if she was interested in posing herself. She blushed and 
told me she was to shy. Eric was the computer guy and I was sure he 
just thought of this as an unending supply of dirty pictures. One of 
Eric's favorite pastimes was looking through my albums. He especially 
liked the books of unpublished pictures. Most of which were nudes from 
commercial shoots or from private Glamour or Boudoir shoots that had 
gone further than the model had intended or more than the customer was 
willing to use. My role was to teach Shane how to take pictures and to 
set up lighting and cameras for the studio. I had some older surplus 
equipment and Shane and Mellissa seemed nice enough so I decided what 
the hell why not. 

It was decided that we would all run off and do our thing. Shane would
modify the barn, I would put together the equipment, and Eric would 
develop the web site. Later that month I got a call from Shane. He said 
he thought he was ready and would I come by and make sure everything 
was ok. I said sure and we picked an evening. I asked him if he had a 
model so we could set lighting and I could teach him how to run the 
lights and the camera. He said he would ask Mellissa to fill in for our 
testing. 

I got there on time and was met by Shane at the driveway. He helped me
lug in the stands and the tripod as well as the camera and lenses and 
then the lights. I had also brought a few old backdrops.  He had done a 
nice job. The floor was stable and the area was open at one end with 
three basic walls enclosing the space. Since it was a barn the height 
was very good. We could get the lights up high out of the way. I put up 
a drape on the back wall and commented to him that lots of the old 
furniture and stuff he had around in the barn would make excellent 
props. We set the lighting up and I charged the power pack with an 
extension cord from the barn area. I hooked up the old camera I was 
loaning him and fired a couple of test shots. 

I asked if he had an old TV we could use. He said sure. He went and got
it and set it up on a small table beside the work area. I ran a video 
out cable to it from the camera back and you could see the studio frame 
perfectly. I then displayed one of the pictures and you could see 
fairly well where the shadows fell so we could adjust up the lighting. 
Shane was a quick study so I was sure he could adjust the lighting as 
he moved models around on the set of the studio. He grasped the idea of 
how the camera and memory cards worked and I explained how to dump the 
cards to a pc or a laptop and gave him an adapter for the cards. 

We were ready. I asked him if we had a practice model. He told me he
would get Mellissa. I knew what the hard half of this was going to be. 
Finding girls to take their cloths off wasn't as easy as Eric had made 
it sound. I did have a few leads I was willing to throw in but I wanted 
to see if everyone else was capable of doing there job first. 

Shane returned followed by Mellissa. I had set a simple bar stool about
in the middle of the set. Mellissa looked very self conscious. I put on 
my disarming photographer act and explained to her that as a test model 
she just had to look pretty we would do the rest. She didn't have to 
take off any cloths she didn't want to and we could stop at any time. 
Shane had brought out a Bottle of wine and a glass for her to go with 
the cold beer we were having. After a little light conversation and a 
few glasses of wine she was ready. 

I watched her carefully with a photographer's eye and with the skills of
knowing people I had learned over the years of taking their pictures. 
She wasn't frumpy like she had been the last time we talked but she 
wasn't exactly dressed like a slut either. She had on tight low rise 
Levis and a white shirt that was a few inches short of covering her 
tummy. A couple of buttons had been left undone at both top and bottom 
of the shirt. I could tell she was wearing a bra but it looked like it 
was a fairly skimpy lace job. Hints of cleavage could be seen as she 
walked. The real dead giveaway that she had prepared for this was her 
hair and makeup were perfect and she was wearing red high heels.  I 
have seen women wear high heels and jeans before but she just wasn't 
the type. Either she wanted to be photographed or it was her husband 
Shane's little fantasy that she was playing to. Either way it changed 
the rules for me. Mellissa was a hot little number and if I could, I 
was going to fuck her. If Shane stayed and took pictures that would be 
fine by me. The reluctance she was showing was more from her being 
submissive than anything else. 

I asked her to take a seat on the stool. I was talking mostly to Shane
but I did tell her I thought she was a real babe. I had Shane adjust 
the lighting himself and had him pop a few pictures. I was then talking 
to Mellissa more getting her to smile and to flex and strut for the 
camera. I told her she had nice tits. I would never talk to a customer 
like this but I wanted to push her and Shane early to see how they 
reacted. Mellissa just blushed and thanked me. Shane stiffened for a 
second and then took a few more pictures. 

I was telling Shane of different posing techniques that could be used
and as I did I had Mellissa show them to us. She looked really sexy on 
that stool. I walked to her to show her a pose and she just dropped her 
eyes and let me move her body. Shane stood by with his mouth open and 
even I could see the bulge he was getting in his pants. I put 
Mellissa's feet on the upper rungs and pushed her knees apart. I then 
took her hands and put them between her legs flat on the stool. This 
caused her to lean forward and her upper arms pressed the sides of her 
breasts in. I pushed my limits again by reaching for her shirt and 
tugging open another button. I then reached to her shirt under her arms 
and tugged her collar open till the remaining buttons were straining. I 
got a nice feel of her breasts as I did it. I stepped back and had her 
look at the camera. Shane dutifully shot pictures of his wife's exposed 
cleavage. 

I stepped to her again and had her scoot forward and took her hands and
put them together behind her back and on the stool top. Her back was 
arched and her tits were pushed out against her straining blouse. Her 
tummy was flat and the shiny little belly ring was plain to see. I 
reached over her and undid a couple more buttons. As I did I let my 
arms slide down over her tits. I could feel her shudder. I then reached 
to her sides and hooked the straps of her panties and tugged them up on 
her hips. They were bright red like her shoes. I stood back as her 
horny husband dutifully snapped off more pictures. I caught Mellissa 
looking at herself in the TV monitor we had set up. I again told her 
what a hot bitch she was then I told her I wanted to see her tits. 
Looking at Shane she took a hand from behind her and unbuttoned the 
last button of her top. The blouse slid open exposing a tiny red satin 
demi bra. It barely contained her bulging tits. Shane continued to take 
pictures. 

I told Mellissa to slowly run her hand down her tummy. As she did I was
telling her how sexy she was and how hard she was making my dick. Her 
hand slipped into the top of her pants and she threw back her head.  
The mock masturbation scene was hot. Shane was zooming in and out and 
capturing his wife as she petted the kitty for us. I stepped up to her 
and unbuttoned and unzipped the pants and neatly folded back the top of 
her jeans to expose her panties. She was looking me right in the eye as 
I slowly traced the crack of her pussy thru her red satin thong. 

I stepped away as our Avid Shutterbug began taking another set of
pictures. I told her to turn around and straddle the stool with her 
back to us. I walked to her and moved her hair over her shoulder and in 
the process caressing the tops of her tits. I had her slip off her top 
altogether as Shane took pictures of her from behind. 

She then began by her self. Moving for the camera but always looking at
me. I sat close by where I could see what the camera couldn't. Shane 
was going crazy moving the wheeled tripod around and taking more and 
more pictures. Mellisa finally undid her bra and let it fall to the 
floor. Shane took a series of pictures of his wife's nude back.  I was 
looking at her tits. 

She got up off the stool and slipped her pants all the way off. She
stood before us with nothing on but pearls panties and a pair of red Hi 
Heels. I walked over to her and positioned her with he ass facing the 
camera. I then mussed up her hair and grabbed a hand full. I slowly 
bent her over the stool. 

Her back was arched and her feet apart. The camera view on the monitor
was awesome. She had one of the most perfect asses I had ever seen. The 
red satin thong hid almost nothing. I held her hair tight and rolled 
her head back till she was looking at me. You could only see me from 
mid chest and down on the Monitor. 

As she looked up at me I took my other hand and unzipped my pants. My
dick sprang to attention. I took my dick in my hand and rubbed it on 
her face. Almost in slow motion her lips fell open. I looked at her 
husband taking pictures as I slid my cock down her throat. It felt so 
good. The velvet softness of her mouth, the wetness of her tongue, the 
tight resistance of her throat, I was watching my purple veined monster 
slide slowly in and out of her mouth. She dutifully held her mouth wide 
open, never to make contact with her lips or teeth. I gripped her hair 
tight and told her to rub her pussy for her husband. Her hand reached 
beneath the stool seat through the legs of the stool to caress her 
satin clad pussy. As I fucked her face I watched her finger slide over 
the sweet spot and glide over the visible wet crack through her 
panties. 

Her eyes rolled back and she shuddered. I was close, ohhh so close but I
wasn't done yet. I pulled out my wet cock and swung her around to face 
her husband and the camera. Sometime during the last few minutes Shane 
had undone his pants and his raging cock was sticking lewdly out of his 
pants. I slammed her back down on the stool and kicked her feet wider 
apart. I had maintained the grip on her hair so even with her tummy 
firmly planted on the stool, her tits were sticking almost straight at 
the camera. I hooked the crotch of her panties and pulled them out of 
my way. I slid my twitching cock into her moist hot pussy. As I 
bottomed out she convulsed through her second intense orgasm. 

Mellisa put both of her hands on the small of her back and crossed her
wrists. I grasped both her slender wrists in my hand and held them 
right at the top of her ass. The pressure of my hand held her firmly to 
the stool and my rapid strokes shook her tits lewdly. She just looked 
straight at her husband and started mewling and grunting with the 
rhythm of our furious fuck. Her husband could take no more and he 
waddled over with his pants around his knees and positioned his cock at 
her lips. I pushed forward on her head as I pushed in to her pussy and 
her mouth engulfed his cock in one stroke. I was sweating and telling 
her what a slut she was as I picked up the pace. Her husband's knees 
buckled and his eyes rolled back as he slowly eased away from her. He 
shot huge gobs of cum on her face at the same time I began to fire my 
cum in her pussy. After one pulse I pulled out and laid my still 
twitching cock on her ass and watched her get coated with cum from both 
ends. 

I buttoned my pants and helped Shane upload the pictured from the cards
he had used to a laptop as Mellisa lay there and recovered. As I got 
ready to leave she finally stood up on shaky knees and slipped her 
white shirt on. Clutching it in front of her she came over to say 
goodbye. When she was standing in front of me I slipped my hand into 
her shirt and twisted her nipple. She bit her lip and we could here air 
whistling into her lungs through her clenched mouth. I told Shane that 
maybe next time we should try the lighting for a bondage shoot. He said 
that would be fine and I walked out the door knowing I would have the 
use of Mellisa anytime I wanted.