The alarm went off reasonably early on Saturday morning and I dragged myself out of bed. I showered and dried my hair, then slipped on a pair of black stockings and a long chain of beads, followed by a black jacket that hung just below my ass.
I headed downstairs and after a quick tidy up I laid out breakfast. Amy and Dani appeared together, both in bathrobes, a slight smirk on Amy's face. Dani looked perplexed as she saw me standing there in a jacket and stockings. "Are you going somewhere?" she asked.
"Nope, this is Amy and my present to you. Last night was just a filthy amateur warm up. We have booked a professional photographer who takes nude photos. We each get a session on our own and then a joint one. These will be ones you can hang on your bedroom wall."
Dani looked interested, but before she could ask more, there was a knock at the door. I skipped off to open it and found the photographer and her assistant outside, laden with equipment. The photographer was in her forties, tall and solidly built; and wearing dungarees, a tee-shirt and Doc Marten boots; her assistant was a smaller motherly looking woman in her fifties.
I showed them into the lounge space and left them to set up tripods and lights. Returning to sit with the girls, we watched in silence, Dani still looking on with trepidation. I undid the buttons on my jacket and let it fall open.
Eventually, the photographer joined us and explained what she was going to do. "My name is Emma. I will take three individual sets then whatever you want to do together, "she said, "I only have a couple of rules, these shots are boudoir and top shelf only. You can show as much or as little as you want including careful spreading. But no penetration and no sex -- although what you get up to behind the camera is up to you. I am aiming for pornographic art rather than porn: photos you could show your loved ones if you want to."
"Now," she said, "whoever is first needs to see Miriam for some slap." Her colleague rolled her eyes, this was clearly a well-used line.
"Don't be surprised at how much is needed, it does help the camera. The only other thing you need to know is that, because I get a lot of women full of bravado, who can't get past the boudoir stage, I tend to remove clothes to match them, so they feel comfortable."
I stepped forward, my jacket falling open so that I exposed naked. She raised an eyebrow, but stepped out of her dungarees, leaving her boots on. With the tee-shirt removed, she had a slimmer figure than it initially appeared, and an interesting range of tattoos; with her bra gone her breasts were heavy but still high and proud. The full but elegant knickers dropped next, revealing a neatly trimmed bush.
"I have to look as good as you guys." she said, defensively.
"Well, I would." drawled Amy with a lascivious lick of her lips, which broke the ice. Emma blushed but looked pleased. She busied herself getting the rest of the equipment ready.
"One last thing," I said to Dani, "Amy and I could prepare for this, you couldn't. On my bed there's a range of outfits you might like, but we chose this for you in case they don't fit."
Amy passed her a package, which she opened. Inside was a dark red corset which laced up down the front and would leave her boobs uncovered, and a small thong. She looked quite overcome.
"I'm going first, and then Amy next, so you can go and prepare yourself." I finished, before sitting for Miriam to do my make-up.
The session itself was fabulous. I had chosen the fireplace and the rug in front of it as my backdrop. I had added a pair of black silk opera gloves to my outfit. We started with the coat on but open, with shots from behind and in front.
I quickly discovered the poses that Emma showed me used all my core muscles to get into and look sexy. However, she was right, and I was fully at ease with her as she firmly adjusted my positions, her naked body near to me.
The jacket was soon lost, and I was naked apart from stockings, gloves, and beads. She showed me how to drape the beads over myself, over and round my boobs and laying across my open pussy.
She directed me to hold my lips open with two fingers like a proper porn star; and to bend forward and hold my ass and pussy open with my hands on my hips. I got fully and filthily into it, holding nothing back from the camera, with the last shots being close-ups of my open pussy.
By this time, I had an audience; Amy was still in her dressing gown and had her make up applied; Dani was back downstairs with her dressing gown on too. They were openly encouraging me, and I loved every minute.
When my turn was over, Amy stood up and dropped her dressing gown so reveal she was fully naked. Picking up a yoga mat, she said "I want mine in the sunshine, running through my usual yoga positions, with some extra's."
She led Emma out onto the patio, which was in full sunlight by then, no additional lighting needed. I came and sat out of range of the camera to watch, still in my stockings and gloves. She ran through a series of very interesting and revealing poses, her muscles showing beautifully as were her boobs and pussy.
As she had with me, Emma made her adopt slightly less natural positions for the camera, and her body was soon beaded with sweat.
She finished off with some frankly non-yoga and plain filthy shots, obediently holding herself open as I had. As she knelt on the mat with her ass in the air, her hands on her hips opening herself right up and Emma took a series of shots, getting ever closer. I found myself with legs apart circling my clit with a satin clad finger until with a gentle gasp I came.
Dani had decided she wanted hers in the kitchen and on the patio. She dropped her dressing gown to reveal the corset, her boobs naked and the tiny thong barely covering her. She had added black stockings, and a sheer silk shirt.
