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The following story is pornography, written descriptions of sexual encounters
for erotic entertainment. Don't read it if your government or parents won't
permit you to.


                    Accidental Poser
                      (true story)
                         (MFF)


                         Worm O

It was a warm sunny afternoon, and I had wanted to make love to my wife after I
finished working in the yard. While I was showering, I heard her shout, but
couldn't understand what she said. After turning off the water, I wrapped
myself in a towel, then looked for her throughout the house, but instead of my
wife I found a note saying she'd left on some errands. While bathing, I had
imagined all the ways she was going to suck me and fuck me, and I was very
disappointed. I settled for a beer and television. I bought a pay-per-view
movie that began in ten minutes.

Then the doorbell rang. Like an idiot, I opened the door instead of looking
through the peephole, and I was trapped. "Hi, I'm selling magazines," she said,
"to win an Hawaiian vacation." This was not how I wanted to waste my afternoon.
I almost slammed the door in her face, but her long blonde hair distracted me.
It was very thin and pale and had to be real, I guessed. She had an okay face
with large, sharp nose. She was skinny.

But I was desperate. Mistaking my silence for assent, she rambled on about what
she'd win and what magazines she sold. When she finished, offering to let me
look through the magazines that were available, I said, "I don't need any
magazines, really. But I am an amateur photographer. If you'll pose for me,
I'll buy four magazines."

A frown crossed her face. Then she brightened, said, "Okay, but only one roll."
"One roll," I said. As she entered my home, she said, "What kind of photos."

"The kind you're expecting," I said. "What's your name?" "Cindy." I led her
back to the bedroom. "Put your stuff on the dresser, then wait while I get my
camera." She looked nervous, rubbing her hands together and acting as if it
were cold, even though it was a warm afternoon. As I assembled my camera
equipment, she kept glancing over at me as if she expected the worst. "Do you
do your own developing?" 

"This is a digital camera. No film. Stand there," I said, pointing to the space
between the bed and window my wife and I call the modeling space, which we use
when she models for me. Even though my wife earned extra cash modeling for art
classes while in college, it'd taken six years before she'd model for me. After
I'd taken about a thousand pictures of her masturbating, sucking me, and my
penetrating her pussy, she explained that while she didn't think modeling was
dirty, posing for sexual pictures was. She'd agreed only after I bought my
digital camera because then she knew no one else would see the pictures. If she
only understood about the web.

"Strip slowly, Cindy." She began by unbuttoning her blouse. I framed these as
bust shots, including her sometimes frightened, sometimes demur look as she
exposed her pale, smooth flesh and her white bra. As more and more of her belly
came into view, I had to back away to capture all of her beauty.

Then I had her turn around. There is something super sexy about a woman's back,
especially when long hair cascades over a woman's shoulders. It's one of my
wife's favorite poses. Her dark hair contrasts nicely with her pale skin.

I had her hug herself, glance over her shoulder, and unsnap her bra. "Turn
around," I said. "Cup your breasts in your hands. No, with your bra on. Now
slowly take it off." I took six photos as her breasts slowly came into view.
There were very small, but as soon as I'd seen her bra I knew she was an A-cup.
Size doesn't matter as much as beauty and she was beautiful naked. The aureole
was a pale pink as her skin was a pale white. Her nipples were erect, tempting
and red. "Now your pants, I said." When I realized her panties were very flimsy
and her blond hair could been seen through the fabric, I did close up shots as
she unzipped and dropped her jeans.

"Turn around and take off your panties." I directed her so her hips looked very
round as her panties came off, then as she bent slightly forward, I took
several "clam shots" of her closed pussy between her closed legs."Sit on the
edge of the bed." I took several photos of her legs crossed, legs open, leaning
back.

I put the macro lenses on the camera. "Unzip my pants." I took photo after
photo of her delicate hands as she unzipped my pants, slipped off my underwear,
and fondled my cock. "Suck me." The grip of her lips was very tight. After
several more photos of my cock filling her mouth, she said, "Is there any film
in that camera."

"It's digital. No film." "How many to a roll," she asked." "Eighty," I said;
"Climb up on the bed doggy-style." I wanted penetration shots.

Then the front door opened. "Sit on the edge of the bed." "Karen, strip and
come in here," I shouted. She called back to me, but I didn't hear exactly what
she said. Was I pleased when she came into the bedroom naked. She was
surprised. "Karen, this Cindy. She's selling magazines to win a vacation." She
briefly tried to cover her nakedness, but didn't leave. "Come over here," I
said. Karen went into the modeling space. "Stand profile. Cindy, hug Karen from
behind." Cindy seemed eager to do this, but Karen was embarrassed. I had to
keep my own hands from touching my cock, afraid that I'd come. I had Cindy rub
Karen's belly, then her breasts, then her pussy, all while hugging Karen from
behind. Cindy was quite a contrast, tall, thin, and blond. Karen is short and
slightly overweight, but that extra weight has padded her breasts and hips so
that she looks very sexy.

"Lie down on the bed, Karen. Play with her breasts Cindy." Cindy's pale,
delicate hands that had looked so small and delicious when gripping my cock
looked every better when they held handfuls of my wife's breasts. "Lick them."
Cindy began to lick and suck my wife's large breasts. Karen loved it. She
gestured to me. I offered her my cock, which she began to suck eagerly. "Eat
her pussy, Cindy." I switched between taking photos of Karen sucking cock and
Cindy eating pussy. "Spread her hair out over Karen's belly and thighs," I
said, excited by contrasts in skin colour and by Cindy's blond hair against
Karen's dark pussy.

I switched the camera to speed mode. Six rapid shots. I knew I was about to
come, and I got my first come shot. While she was licking my balls, I spurted
over Karen's lips and breasts, then I buried my cock in her mouth but not so
far that some cum didn't leak out over her lips. Karen orgasmed, too, I took
pictures of her face and of her breasts with their hard nipples. Karen said,
"Swing around, Cindy; I'm sure Rick would like photos of my eating you." I took
one picture of Karen's tongue entering Cindy's pussy, then the camera made its
sharp trill. "Damn," I said, "What does that mean?" asked Cindy. "No more
photos," Karen said, then she went back to lick the blond pussy over head.
Cindy skipped off the bed with the speed of spider."You promised," she said. "I
did."

"Hurry," said Karen, rubbing her pussy. She looked so sexy and juicy, I wished
I had another camera. Cindy filled out four five-year magazine subscriptions as
she leaned naked against the dresser where she'd left her book. I kept fondling
her and rubbing my cock against her ass, but her hand remained steady as she
spent my money. 

I paid in cash, put on my robe, then led her to the door. "Bye," she said. When
the door closed I heard Karen shout from the bedroom. I couldn't hear what she
said, but it sounded tempting and dirty. I locked the front door, then went
back to screw her.



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