Authors note: This story was told to me by a fan. Her husband is also a fan of my work and reads it all the time. She is hoping he will read the story and recognize her in the story so he will know what happened.
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It was our 20th anniversary and I wanted to do something special for my husband Daniel. Daniel had always wanted me to do a boudoir shoot but I'd always been too embarrassed. After all, who'd want to see a 40 year old woman half naked. However Daniel was a wonderful husband and I wanted to please him.
When I told Daniel that's what I wanted to do he was thrilled. Daniel was always trying to push my limits. He wanted me to experience more. Sadly he had cancer a few years ago and though he could still fuck he couldn't cum anymore.
I admit I missed it, but I never complained. After all we had married when I was 20 years old, I only had two boyfriends before then. One was too shy to even kiss me. The next was a guy who was 2 years older and more experienced than me. We only ever pleasured each other orally so my husband was really my first and my experience was limited.
"I don't know where to start," I said.
"You can find anything on the internet," he laughed.
We checked out craigslist and found lots of listings. That struck me as creepy but following their links to their business websites I was surprised how many legitimate photographers listed boudoir photography as a specialty.
We started looking at their web pages and seeing their work. One particularly caught our attention. The pictures on his web page were of women my age, tastefully done, and very sexy. We decided to call him.
His name was Ron. We were obviously still nervous. To put us at ease he agreed to meet us first to discuss what we were looking for. We met at a local coffee shop and then headed to a park. While there he took a few casual pictures of me. While we were taking pictures we learned a bit about Ron. Ron was 10 years older than me and recently widowed. He made me feel at ease, especially when he told me he had seen everything there was to see at some of the parties he had been to. He took pictures at them for anyone who wanted. I loved the way the pictures he took at the park came out. We set up a date and time and decided to do the shoot at our home.
The day of the shoot Daniel was all excited. He helped me pick out outfits. Daniel was always trying to get me to dress sexier and show off a bit. It was never something I felt comfortable doing in real life. We'd fantasize about it in bed, but when it came down to it made me nervous. Even so, Daniel would buy me dresses on the sexy side, nothing too crazy so I would wear them for him.
Ron arrived at our house. I admit I was nervous. Ron immediately made me feel at ease. The first pictures he took were of me were dressed in some of those dresses. As I got more comfortable I agreed to some pictures dressed in lingerie and no nudity, the idea was to make me comfortable doing this. Daniel and Ron convinced me that it would get easier. I know Daniel wanted more because I'd seen what he looks at and I could see the look on Daniel's face, but I wasn't ready. We left it at that. The pictures were really good and I was thrilled with the way I looked.
Daniel then asked Ron if he'd give me photography lessons. Daniel had bought me a camera for my birthday and I had expressed interest in really learning how to use it. Ron thought it was a great idea.
I drove to the city once a week for lessons. Ron was really good at explaining stuff to me and helping on composition of pictures. We were mostly outdoors at the beginning, taking pictures of boats flowers that sort of things. The first lesson we went to the river to take pictures he helped me down the bank and over the rocks.
He held my hand and later kind of apologized.
"I'm sorry," he said. "It feels good having a woman's touch."
He was the type that always touches when he talked, hand on your arm or around your shoulder to guide you. I enjoyed talking and being with him. Tall, handsome, intelligent, complementary and good manners. When we were done for the day and I was about to get into my car he gave me a big hug and told me I had done well.
As we spent a lot of time together Ron suggested he wanted to take more pictures of me. I asked Daniel and he thought it was a great idea. We took the pictures in Ron's studio. Each time we did a shoot the pictures became a little more explicit. I admit, I was getting more and more turned on, with each shoot I could feel my pussy wetter than the last.
The pictures started with peek-a-boo glimpses of my breasts. Eventually I was more comfortable with my body and let him take nudes.
Once he had me hold and kiss a toy but decided it looked to fake. He told me that I needed a real one for the picture. The thought made my pussy tingle.
We looked at the pictures each day. Ron and I would pick the good ones and send them to Daniel. When I showed the pictures to Daniel he was thrilled. We always fucked like rabbits after a photo shoot.
Daniel always asked how I felt being undressed in front of another man. It became integrated into our sex play. Me showing off, kissing, and even fucking another man.
One day Ron asked me if I wanted to accompany him to a swingers party as his assistant. I asked Daniel if he would mind if I went as Ron's assistant, Daniel was all for it. I was nervous but was reassured we were taking pictures only. Ron asked me to dress up and told me to expect to see some wild outfits.
The party was in a huge beautiful home. Everyone seemed to know Ron from previous parties, and they were really nice to me.
The party was interesting. There was an area where people gathered to chat and get to know each other. Then there were bedrooms where people would engage in sex. I had never seen people have sex, maybe in a porn clip. There were probably 3-4 couples in each room. Some engaged in oral sex, some fucking. One woman had a man in her pussy and one in her mouth. The whole scene made my body tingle.
After watching for awhile I needed a break. There was a bar and I headed over and sat down. It wasn't long before a very attractive man sat down to chat. His name was Thomas and he was little younger than me. He knew I was there with Ron taking pictures and seemed amused by it. When Ron finally came over, it was apparent that they knew each other.
"Ready to have your picture taken?" Ron asked Thomas.
"Only if she'll pose with me," Thomas replied.
Thomas flashed me a smile and left me alone with Ron.
"Wow," said Ron. "Thomas has never consented to having his picture taken."
I wasn't sure. "No," I said "I'm not doing what I just saw in the bedrooms."
Ron assured me that the pictures would be g-rated, or less. After some coaxing I agreed. The truth was, in the back of my mind, I was intrigued.
We went in a bedroom, just the three of us. Ron started by taking pictures of us looking at each other, foreheads together, me standing behind him with my arms around his waist and my head on his shoulder. Thomas then stood behind me and did the same. I could feel him against me.
My dress buttoned up the front and Ron asked Thomas to undo buttons on my dress. He wanted to take a picture of Thomas' hands and inside my dress, seeing my bra. I was apprehensive, but the mood of the party had loosened me up, so I agreed. The pictures showed where he'd opened my dress but he had held the dress up so the picture was of him looking at my breasts but not revealing them.
The session progressed.
"Would you take the bra off," Ron asked.
I knew I shouldn't. I demurred a bit and made some faint protests.
Thomas was still behind me. He whispered in my ear, "Take it off. You have beautiful tits."
I blushed, but felt flattered. By this time I was feeling horny and adventurous. I agreed and went to the washroom and removed my bra.
We then did a bunch of the same poses, when Thomas pushed up behind me I could feel his hard cock through his jeans. I wondered what it looked like. The thought was making me wet.
Then Ron asked Thomas to open my dress and expose my bare breasts. The poses started getting more risqué.
So risqué that there were poses of him almost kissing my breast to sticking his tongue out as if licking. At one point he took my nipple in his lips and gently pulled on it. In my current state of arousal I let him. My nipples were hard with excitement.
I wondered what Daniel would think. He was the one who wanted me to go to the swingers party. Did he think something like this would happen?
When Ron asked me to stand behind Thomas and put my hand on his jeans covering his penis, I did. I admit I wanted to feel more. I had felt it pressing up behind me and I was curious. He felt big, a lot bigger than what I was used to. We were wrapping up when Ron suggested one more picture. Ron asked me to kiss Thomas as a lover would.
We shared a long passionate kiss while Ron took pictures. I was starting to feel dizzy with all the excitement and stimulus. I wondered what I was going to tell Daniel when I got home.
Just before we left Thomas came up to me and told me how much fun it had been and asked if I enjoyed it. He kissed me again and whispered in my ear that I was sexy and beautiful.
On the way back to pick up my car, at Ron's, he asked a bunch of things, did I have fun? was it what I expected? did I enjoy my shoot? did I find Thomas attractive? did I get turned on by it? Yes, no, ummm..., ummm..., blush.
He asked me not to say anything to Daniel till he looked at the pictures. I agreed, I thought maybe he and I should look at them first.
