"That looks good, but could you take him into your mouth just a little more? Yes! Great! Hold that!"
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As I've gotten older, my interest in things erotic hasn't abated at all. It isn't mid-life crisis. It's just being male. I've been studying erotic pursuits for more than 4 decades and the Internet provides ample material and chat-board interaction. Yes. I browse porn on the Internet.
I have found, over the years, that I enjoy not only viewing images of erotica, but also exchanging thoughts with like-minded people - anonymously. If you haven't surfed the sea of porn sites, you might be surprised at the sophistication and quality of the discussions to be had there. I have found that in addition to the expected "grunt" level of participant, there are also some of the finest minds. Minds which appreciate and enjoy the intellectual high that can be found from a really-good erotic fantasy - or reality. Not just "starin' at nekkid lay-dees", but real erotic discussions which explore "what turns you on - and why?".
It was on one of my favorite sites that I noticed a particular posting from a young, vibrant, woman, who just radiated "alive" and a love of life. Her face was never shown: many people carefully protect their anonymity just because once something is posted to the Internet, you never have control of it again, but even without her eyes being on camera, she drew my attention.
She also referenced her husband - which is always a good sign: they shared the naughty time on line and used it to deepen their relationship.
I utilized their posted dropbox address to send an email of appreciation and I expressed my thoughts as opposed to just electronically grunting.
"Thanks for your posting. I was taken by the creativity of your photography and poses - and I noted that you like to play the same video game I enjoy. I'm pretty good at the game. If you would like help with a quest, I'd be happy to do so. You're really beautiful and your playfulness makes you seem like a fun person."
I then went on appreciating other postings - expecting that to be the end of it.
But I got a response which was just as inspiring as the original posting. "Hi. Thanks for your email and comments. My husband does a nice job of capturing my images when I feel like being naughty and we like to share them. In the game, my characters are coming along well, but I did have some questions about..." - and we began to email each other regularly. We talked about our particular turn-on's and about our other interests: computer gaming, cats, and photography - and I got to feel that I had a real friend on the other end of the Internet. She called herself "Kat" - which was appropriate both because she had - and loved - cats - as I do - but also because there isn't anyone who seems more appropriate to call a "sex kitten". Petite, lively, interested and interesting. Just inspiring to have someone who was one-third my age (yet still legally-able to discuss sex) - be willing to share her thoughts, feelings, and nude photos - with me. And, again, smart enough to insist on including her husband in every interaction. He went by the pseudonym "C".
The beauty of the relationship was that there wasn't any agenda. My very-first contact with her had been the website - where I got to see photos of her entirely nude, so our conversation wasn't strained by a desire to convince her to share nude photos with me. We could just be who we were and enjoy each others' cyber-company - or not. No pressure. No need to respond to an email until we were in a mood to enjoy responding. It just felt comfortable and warm and fuzzy - like having a sweet "Kat" on my lap - to idly pet and appreciate. I'm not sure what she got from me, but it was apparently enough to maintain the contact.
As time went on, "Kat" got comfortable enough with me to send photos of her face - which was innocent and even-more-delightful than the rest of her, and to share more personal information. Not much more, but enough for me to know what part of the world she lived in, and to feel that we were friends. And to think about the shared interest in photography.
"C", her husband, was quite good with his camera, lovingly capturing his kitten - to share on the website, but it occurred to me that there are things that 2 people might want to photograph - that would be best captured by somebody who was not involved in those activities. Somebody with a camera.
I have a camera.
So I thought about what kind of photos might capture and highlight the relationship between C and Kat, and I made a modest proposal: "May I come to where you are and work with you two to create some photographic art which would let you represent - and preserve - the love that you share?"
I sent the suggestion to their email. And went on about my life, including regular emails which made no reference to the proposal. I continued to cyber-pet the sweet cyberKat and I continued to think about a photo session which would capture a couple's love for each other.
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A week or two went by before it was mentioned again. Kat's email said, "C and I have been talking about your suggested photographic shoot and we love the idea and, frankly, trust you to do it properly. There's no issue with you seeing us nude since you already have seen photos, so, yes, please: come on out and let's do this".
We continued to email and interact as we had before - enjoying the conversations both sexual and non, while we waited for the right opportunity to meet. The excitement and anticipation built as we discussed options and preferences for the shoot and, finally, the right time arrived, I packed my photographic gear and my imagination and met them at a studio.
