Here’s a follow up to A Trip To Shell Island. I hope you enjoy it. Please let me know your thoughts etc and any ideas for future adventures.
About a month after our trip to shell island Ann again dropped in unexpectedly. As before she’d fallen out with Angela’s father. The weather hadn’t been too good of late so we decided to spend the weekend at home. Ann still had the mischievous look in her eye she had acquired on the last visit, and I couldn’t help but wonder what would happen this time.
The Friday evening went smoothly enough. We went to a pub for a meal. Both my girls dressed conservatively, compared to the last time we went out anyway. Later that evening I was at my computer looking through some photos, when Ann sat beside me to see what I was doing.
A hobby of ours is photography, to be more precise, nude photography of Susan. We have an excellent Fuji digital camera which is perfect for the photos we like. Susan just loves to get her kit off and pose just about anywhere. I started to show Ann some of my none nude stuff then decided to let her see the juicy ones as well. These had been taken over a period of a year or so and as I talked Ann through them I realised just how much they had improved over that time. It wasn't just Sue’s figure which had improved, my technique had as well. One or two of the photos would stand up next to anyone’s I felt.
We had begun as most couples do I suppose, with safe nude shots taken behind closed doors, more or less as fore play. After that we moved on to pictures taken in the dunes of a nudist beach. From there we quickly became more adventurous, even to the point of trying a few flashing shots with other people nearby. We’d had some close calls playing our little game, several times Sue had been slipping a dress back on just as people seemingly appeared from nowhere. As Ann looked through the photos she told me over and over how much she liked them. She picked out several locations which she recognised and couldn’t believe we had taken the risks we had. Sue joined us at this point to see what we were up to. She added a few more details about one picture or another which I had forgotten. Occasionally I’ve wondered if Sue actually likes strutting around naked for me to photograph, but as I listened to her telling her mother how we had done this or that to get a shot, I knew she had enjoyed it as much if not more than I did.
I knew Ann liked what she saw and I also knew she wanted to have a go too. The fact that it would allow me to once more see my mother-in-law naked didn’t enter into the thing! To get the ball rolling, I got the camera out and took a quick informal photo of Ann’s face. Less than a minute later it was on the 21inch screen as shape as a new pin. Ann couldn’t believe how simple it was, she’d found it hard to believe we’d had the photos done at Boots; now she knew how we were able to take such candid shots.
‘So how about posing for me now.’ I asked Ann.
As I’d thought she was dead keen and with hardly a seconds hesitation she began to undress for me to photograph her. We started with conventional poses before moving swiftly on, as they say to more…. pornographic stuff. All of which Ann was exceedingly happy with. Sue joined in the fun and seemed to take a sadistic pleasure in positioning her mother into more and more obscene poses.
We all ended up sleeping in our bed that night as happy as sandboys. The morning brought sunshine but we believed it wouldn’t be so good at the coast so we stayed close to home. I worked on the photos a little in the morning. Even though Ann is over fifty she still has a cracking figure with only the suggestion of a saggy tummy. I noticed that even that disappeared when she stretched in the right way.