Photography Session

I finally broke down and did it! My husband had been wanting me to do a sexy boudoir photo session for him for a few years now. I always put it off, wanting to lose a few more pounds, or because I was busy, or whatever reason I could come up with, but a startup photographer in town was running a deal that was too good for even my frugal self.

Per the photographers request, I showed up around 15 minutes early with my hair and makeup already done. I signed some paperwork agreeing he could use some mutually agreed upon shots as promotions for his business and I went off to change into my first outfit.

I put on my most conservative outfit since at this point, I was pretty hesitant still. Plus the fact the photographer and his assistant were both men. But when I came out in my white t-shirt and white cotton panties, they put me at ease by telling me it was perfect and incredibly sexy. They also had a glass of red wine to help me relax a bit.

I spent 10 minutes doing all sorts of poses, some were their suggestions and others just felt natural. Their constant reassurance and the wine kicking in got me at one point to pull my shirt high enough to chat the curvature of my breasts, but everything stayed covered.

My next two outfits were similar.. my husband is a huge baseball fan so they were two of his jerseys and boy shorts. The jerseys were undone and lots of inner breast and just a peak of areola visible. The second set with the backwards ball cap, open jersey, and holding a bat across my shoulders had both the photographer and his assistant wide eyed for a few seconds before snapping back to attention.

My last outfit was simply a black thong and pink silk robe. I came out to a refilled wine glass and two guys that almost had their jaws on the ground. I must admit I liked the attention and it showed, since my now hard nipples were completely obvious.

I started posing and this time, I just did what felt natural, pretending the camera was my husband and that I was teasing him. I playfully untied my robe, and let it hang loose, still covering my breasts. I turned away from the camera, finished the rest of my wine in one big gulp, looked over my shoulder to give the camera a wink, and let the robe fall off of me. I turned back to the camera and let it, and both men in the room finally see my bare breasts.

He kept snapping pictures as I posed, and teased the camera, before finally removing my thong for the last part of my session. My husband never mentioned wanting full nudes, but I didn't think he would argue.

After a few minutes of full naked, the photographer said our time was up, but if I had a few minutes, he had a prop he would like me to use if I was up for it. At this point I was drunk from the wine and said sure. At this point, his assistant came out of the dressing room completely fully naked…. I hadn't even noticed him leaving!

We took a series of what he called “post sex sensual” photos where we softly cuddled, half covered by a white sheet. The next group, he had us spoon. It was hard to get comfortable, so he slid his hard dick in between my legs, and while doing so, the head rubbed against my clit, sending shivers down my spine. I'm sure he felt me get instantly wet.

His shift rested in my pussy, and the whole time the photographer snapped away, his assistant slowly moved back and forth while lightly pinching my nipples and kissing the back of my neck.

I was brought out of my trance by the photographer asking if I was willing to do one more pose… how could I say no at this point. He had the assistant lay on his back, and I was to sit on him, pretending to be having sex with him. We tried and tried to do it innocently, but the only option was for him to go ahead and slide his dick inside me! God it felt great!! I rode him hard until both of us came… all the while the photographer snapping away.

When we finished, the photographer let me decide whi h pics got put in my album for my husband, and for the sake of my marriage, which ones didn't!

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