Natural Beauty

NATURAL BEAUTY ALBUM

I have been keeping a photo album of pictures of her since even before we were married. There are four hundred pages in the album and all of the photographs in it are nudes, pictures of my wife revealing her best sides for my camera. I have been a commercial photographer for twenty years and for many of those she has been my model for the glamour work I have done, and I have titled the album Her Natural Beauty. I have considered publishing the album as a book with the same title. Since she agreed to pose for me, she has also consented to have it published commercially. I would sell it through the mail order business I run out of my home for my photography.

I started the album with a shot I took in the early seventies at the beach of her standing at the shoreline, looking out to sea at a sailboat anchored in the cove. She is facing away from the camera, standing naked with her hands at her sides, and her long blond hair hanging to her waist. The picture also hangs in my office and draws attention from anyone who enters the room.

When I started the album I titled that first photo Beach Beauty. I decided to put together the collection and add to it as time went by. it is my very favorite collection of photos I have taken and the subject of the album is one of the reasons I love it so.

The second photo in the album I took after coming home and she surprised me by sitting nude on the end of the bed in our bedroom with her legs open and a fuck-me look on her face. "Hold that pose," I said, running for my camera. I quickly set up my lights and tripod, put on my 2X2 reflex, and took twenty shots while she sat patiently smiling and charming the photographer with her legs open and a fuck-me smile on her face.

When I was finished taking the pictures, she invited me to join her and offered to help me out of my clothes. I let her unbuckled my belt, unzip my pants, and pull them down. She helped me out of my shirt, my underwear, and my shoes and socks.

When I was nude, she stretched me out on my back on the bed, then she climbed up and straddled my hips, lowering herself down on my very erect cock that stood straight up in the air. She loves cowgirl and began bouncing on my front. The pictures were forgotten as we fucked on the comforter, the many pillows thrown on the floor, and my clothes in a pile at the foot of the bed.

The pictures I took that afternoon are some of my favorites, and the after-photo activities make me smile every time I think of that day. We made love on the bed all afternoon and she even let me take boudoir photos afterwards, and at first she said they weren't for the book, but after she saw that she could not be recognized she softened and said she'd reconsider.

The third page of photos for the book were ones I took in the flower fields by our house. My idea was, since she has such a lovely bottom, that they would be nudes where she was standing among the flowers with her back to me and just part of her behind showing above the marigolds. Since I love pictures of her from behind, I have an entire section of just rear shots.

My idea was for her to wear her short, green zippered outfit with nothing under it into the flowers, get into place, unzip it and let it fall. I would be ready for the picture with my camera focussed on her before she dropped the suit.

I love pictures of her front as well, so I also have many pages of that body from the front and that lovely naked smile. The next picture I have in the album is one where she is walking naked toward the camera beside a large cement barrier wall along the shore just north of Santa Barbara. Her long hair is down passed her shoulders, her bush is trimmed short, her breasts are pert and firm, and her smile is seductive and warm.

It is a picture that looks so natural and part of the beach with the low tide reflecting her figure below her feet. She blends in so perfectly with the beautiful shoreline setting that she seems to belong in Nature. Her nakedness is essential and it causes her to seem to be a part of the environment.

Many of the pictures in the album are of her naked in Nature, but one that stimulates my heart is one I took as she stretched out on our bed on her stomach with her feet up, bent at her knees, with her bottom once again featured prominently in the shot.

In the spirit of giving she agreed to let me photograph her as she trimmed the Christmas tree, dressed in nothing but a Santa hat. She is reaching up to place an ornament on the tree. It is a photo taken from mid thigh to just over her lovely blond hair. She also let me take her picture wearing her sports jacket I gave her for Christmas and nothing else except the knee-high boots I had also given her. Clearly these are my favorite Holiday photos, and they highlight the Holiday Season photos in the album.

There is an erotic section in the collection, of course, but in all of these her identity is concealed. She only agreed to let me take them if I didn't show her face. Even if the album was only her, she still felt better not to have her face shown in the sex shots. The first photo I took for this section was one where she was performing oral sex on an unseen individual, me. We took pictures that night for over an hour and I selected two for the album.

One of my favorites in this section is one of penetration and shows no faces. It is a closeup from above showing her belly and her thighs with an erect penis halfway inserted in her vagina. It was tremendously exciting taking these shots and one of the most enjoyable photo sessions I have ever done. As an active professional photographer I have taken photos of literally hundreds of nude female and male models, but none of those models have given me as much pleasure as has taking photos of my lovely wife, Claire.

When we first met she would never have even considered posing nude for pictures, but after we started going to nude beaches and resorts she began to feel more comfortable about being nude, and then she let me take that first shot of her on the beach looking out at the anchored sailboat.

Once she did, it became far easier for her and she began letting me take photos of her in many settings. It began to be enjoyable for her to pose nude and she willingly let me suggest many poses she eagerly assumed. When a friend suggested she pose for art classes at the local college she showed some interest.

At dinner one night after that she announced that she had decided to pose for the figure drawing classes at the university. I was pleased because it confirmed her genuine desire for being and posing nude. You never want to encourage people to do things they don't really want to do. Clearly, she enjoyed nudity and letting people see her without clothes was not a problem for her anymore.

I decided to visit the class and asked if she would mind if I came. "Of course not," she said. "You got me into this. How could I object? If I don't mind strangers, how could I mind the man I sleep with?"

I drove her to the class and she introduced me as her husband. Most of the models wear robes between poses, but Claire, feeling as comfortable as she does now about being nude, left off her robe and wandered through the artists looking at their work as they finished their sketches. A couple of the artists commented after class that they liked her doing that because it made them feel comfortable with her being nude and being very natural about it.

As I drove us home I told her how happy I was that she liked posing for the class. "Well, I have to thank you for getting me comfortable with my body," she said. "I like it. I have to admit, I like showing it off," she said. "But there is something I want to talk to you about. After class the other night a man came up to me and gave me his business card," she said.

"He is a producer of adult films," she said. "He asked me if I would ever consider doing adult entertainment. I told him I had done some private sexual material for you. He asked me to keep his card and think about doing work in the adult sex industry."

She paused. "I am considering it," she said. "We could use the money," she said with a grin. I nodded and told her I would support whatever she decided. "You'd like a porn queen wife, right?"

"I have one," I said. I kissed her and said that porn was just pictures of people having sexual pleasure. "Did he say how much you could make?"

"Lots," she said with a wide grin.

She called the producer and told him she was interested. He gave her an address and a time, and she agreed to meet him on Saturday morning in Calabasas at that location. He told her there would be one other woman at the shoot and two men. He texted some photos from a previous shoot and she showed them to me. They were shots of fucking, oral, and also photos of two women together.

"Could you do bi?" I asked.

"I think so, but it would depend on whether I felt comfortable with the woman," she said. "However, I have fantasized often about being with another woman," she admitted.

"Really?" I said. "That's great. Sex is just pleasure, so... why not?"

"Would that apply to you, with men?" she asked pointedly.

"I don't think so, but that is just a personal thing, right?" I said honestly.

"Would you go with me Saturday?"she asked.

"Of course," I said.

"Would you be able to watch me have sex with other men?" she asked. I nodded, thinking as I did.

"As I said, sex is just having physical pleasure. I would enjoy seeing you have pleasure, whether it is intellectual pleasure, artistic pleasure, or sexual pleasure. I like seeing you have fun," I said. "Whether you are eating a great meal, seeing an incredible concert, or fucking a well-hung hunk," I said.

We left home Saturday morning at seven to make the two hour drive to the valley. I could see that she was nervous, but I could also see that she was clearly excited. Her excitement was contagious and I found myself excited as well. I was on my way to watch my wife have sex with other people and the expectation thrilled me.

When we parked in the lot next to the large Victorian mansion she put out her hand and I took it and gave it a squeeze. I wanted her to know I supported what she was about to do. She smiled, took a big breath, and opened the car door. "You'll be great," I said. "Enjoy yourself. I truly want you to have a good time. You have given me so much pleasure, it is your turn to get some for yourself. Have a good time, baby," I said.

Once inside, we were met by the producer, Glen Watson, shown to a dressing room, and introduced to an assistant who would show us around, get us coffee, and answer any questions we may have. She told us if there was anything we felt uncomfortable with to be sure and let them know.

She then took us to the studio and introduced us to the other woman and both of the men. The woman's name was Julia, and the men were Anthony and Justin. Julia had been in porn for five years and had started during her college years to make money to finish her schooling. The money was so good, however, she quit school and hasn't gone back. She was rather tall, with long blond hair, and very sexy eyes that seemed to sparkle when she spoke. She said she had been raised by a religious family who haven't spoken to her since they discovered she had gone into porn.

"They taught me sex was dirty, but when I discovered it for myself I decided that wasn't true."

Anthony said he came from a single-parent home that he left at eighteen. Needing a way to make a living, a friend told him about a porn tryout in Hollywood. He went, they liked him, and he became a sex star in the porn industry.

Justin had been working in a restaurant as a waiter and a customer gave him a business card. The customer made adult films and thought Justin would be perfect. He had played basketball and had all the attributes of a tall ball player with big hands and feet. He said it was a dream come true and auditioned that weekend, was hired, and did a film that Saturday.

Both men were younger than Claire, but they were both handsome and sexy and she said she had no problem fucking younger men. Julia told us one of her specialties was bi scenes, and my wife confessed to me that being around a woman that sexy made Claire's panties wet. I had never realized my wife was bi-curious, but the thought rather turned me on.

Claire had gone into the dressing room, took off her clothes, and I took a seat behind the cameras in the big studio with a bed on a stage in the center of the room. When she came out the director explained what they wanted for the first shoot. They had already done a scene with Julia and Anthony.

The next scene would involve Claire and Justin. After that they wanted to shoot a scene involving the two women, and I could tell Claire was eager to do that one. She clearly wanted to do the scene with Justin, as she never had had sex with a man other than me, but I knew the bi scene had her juices flowing.

From the first time I took a nude picture of her, I had learned my wife is a far more sexually uninhibited person than I had ever realized before, probably more than she even realized herself. That she would allow me to keep an album of nude shots of her was surprising, that she would agreed to fuck other men and a woman in front of a camera was unbelievable.

When she and Justin started kissing, I found it arousing, but when he began thrusting into her wet pussy I was out of my mind with desire. I couldn't believe how much of a turn on it was to see her being fucked doggy style on the bed in the middle of the stage. Just before he came he pulled and the camera zoomed in on his erection. After they got the 'cum shot' on film, she turned around and began sucking him on cue, although no stage direction was needed. She simply did what came naturally.

His cock wasn't very long, but it was quite thick and beefy. When she started sucking his cock she had to hold it with both hands because it was so thick. He sat on the bed and she was on her knees on the floor, his cock just at the right height for her mouth. She blew him until he came again and she held her mouth open in front of his cock and caught every spirt as it shot from his dick. My wife was a pro and blew him like a seasoned cocksucker. The director loved it when she cleaned his sticky dick with her tongue, licking every bit with long swipes of her tongue, lapping up his excess semen.

When they finished Claire stretched out on a cot to rest. In about an hour she got up and they started giving her and Julia directions on their upcoming scene. Claire told me later that as she waited for that scene to start her pussy was so wet it was dripping down her thighs.

Claire and Julia faced each other, as the director had told them, then they began kissing. Believe me when I say, it was some of the sexiest kissing I have ever seen. They obviously were sharing tongue, and my heart beat hit high octane almost immediately. Their heads turned slightly to the side, and their mouths covered the other person's as their tongues worked together.

I saw Claire's hand go down to Julia's pussy and a finger hooked into the other woman's slit. Julia pulled her mouth off of Claire's and took a quick breath. My wife turned her hand over and looked for her friend's G-spot with her hooked finger. I don't think Claire had ever fingered another woman's pussy before, but she expertly diddled her friend's inner bud and her palm vibrated rapidly.

Julia came with a long, high howl and her body shook with her climax. I wished I had my camera, because it was a picture I wanted to keep for my album. She began kissing my wife, giving her thanks after she had actually squirted as she stood next to the bed. When she recovered, Julia helped my wife to the bed and positioned herself between Claire's wet thighs.

"You are a natural," Julia told Claire. "I want to eat this lovely pussy," she said. "Claire opened her legs and Julia moved closer. I noticed that both Justin and Anthony were watching intently. Two women having sex is one of the most erotic sights there is for most men to watch.

Claire put both of her hands on top of Julia's head and began to purr like a kitten. "Oh, sweet baby," she said. "Oooo, god, yes," she groaned. I had eaten my wife many, many times, but it was clear to me nobody had ever eaten her pussy like it was being eaten at that moment. Claire came and Julia continued on her until she could stand it no longer.

It was clear the "work" was just what Claire needed. She had fucked a guy on camera, sucked his cock, eaten a woman who turned her into a sexual dynamo, and gotten her pussy eaten like never before. As I watched it all I knew it would not be the last time.

The album that had started it all sits in my office, reminding me of the years of naked photos that have led to sexual adventures I will never forget. On the way home after her first night of working in porn I put my hand on her knee. "You were great," I said. "Julia will never forget you," I said.

"And I will never forget her," she said. "I used to think I would never watch porn," she said, "let alone end up being in it, but I am glad I agreed to be in the album and realized I like working in the sex industry. I have no regrets except that it took me so long."

"But you made it," I said. "I am proud of you, my love. We have years of pleasure to come."