Arriving home from the shopping trip Jon was really excited, as he could not wait to try out their new purchase. Marla stepped in through the door, her anticipation was almost as high, but she told him to sit downstairs while she prepared her side of the bargain. Almost running, she mounted the stairs, before crossing the landing then she moved into the bedroom. Marla stripped off her clothes and deposited them to one side. Moving naked across the bedroom she selected a red silk bra with matching panties together with a pair of red heels. After putting these on she called down to Jon.
"I am ready." She called which resulted in the sound of him dashing up the stairs. In his hand was the new digital camera that they had purchased during their shopping trip. He grinned as he saw his wife standing before him in their favourite sexy undies. "I don't know how long you will be able to control yourself but I want you to concentrate on your photography to start with!"
Marla stood in front of him allowing him to take a picture of her standing plainly before him. She raised her right hand running it through her brown curly hair so that her right breast was lifted within the confines of her bra. He moved the focus of the camera to her face taking a photograph as her tongue licked at her lipstick coated lips.
"Can you lay on the bed?" He asked. Saying nothing she obeyed his request. Her large 44-inch DD breasts were squashed underneath her. Jon found himself focusing on her cleavage. He could feel his penis begin to stir within his boxer shorts. Moving round the bed he photographed her large firm buttocks before leaning forward, drawing the material tight, he pulled the red silk up into the cleft between his wife's cheeks so as to make her backside seem fuller and rounder. Kneeling up on the bed he parted her legs so the compacted gusset barely covered her pussy. Her shaven outer lips almost puffed around the silk. This was one of Jon's favourite parts of his wife.
By now his erection was becoming very solid as he fought to concentrate on his camera and not taking Marla there and then. As he was behind her Jon started to unhook the clasp on the back of Marla's bra. Letting the straps fall to the sides of her arms he then moved to the front of the bed. He kept Marla's large breasts in the cups so her nipples were hidden but more of her flesh was now on display. He took a couple of shots.
"Now I want you topless." He said as he tugged the silk away from her. Taking her arms he crossed them in front of her boobs so that the faintest glimpse of her nipples could be seen above the top of her arms. "That's lovely. Can you pout, mmmm that's it and I want to see your tongue." Silently she complied. They were now fully in the role of photographer and glamour model as she did exactly as he asked. Dragging her arms in front of her he let her breasts spill forward with her nipples clearly visible. Her buds were starting to harden so he kissed her sucking on her nipples until they were solid.
She moaned and her hand gripped the back of his head as she enjoyed the sensation of his mouth pulling on her sensitive teats. As they were now solid he took more pictures. "Now roll over." She did allowing her completely natural bust separate and fall slightly to her sides. Taking her hands he placed them above her head so that her bust was pulled taut with her stiff nipples jutting north. Lowering himself he took a picture so that her red nipples were visible above her head. Rising further he took a photograph of her topless form.
"Let's go to the bathroom now." He said leaving the room. She followed him and he got her to stand in front of the sink with her hands leaning in the rim of the basin. Placing his hands between the rear of her thighs he parted her legs. Opening the slats of the blinds he allowed the sunlight to flood in then he adjusted them so her skin was covered in strips of light and shadow. Impressed by the artistic impression he had created he took a few pictures of her pendulous tits.
Tugging at her briefs he stripped her naked and took a picture of her bare shaven pussy from behind ensuring that her puckered arse was also in the frame. His hard-on was now straining within the confines of his underwear becoming painful. Jon extended a finger and ran it between her legs, curling the digit; he entered her damp pussy with his finger. She was extremely wet as she was obviously turned on by being the subject of the camera. He finger fucked his wife as she rocked backwards and forwards with her hands gripping onto the edge of the basin. Jon listened to the soft squelching noises that accompanied each thrust as he penetrated her.
"I don't want you getting carried away darling. You are my model tonight." She moaned, a little from his attentions, but also with disappointment. Jon lifted the tip of his finger to his nose and inhaled the sweet smell of Marla's arousal that had coated him. He took her hand and led her towards the bath. "I think some shots of you in the shower will be good. Lets have lots of lather on your beautiful dark tanned skin."
Marla stepped into the tub and took the showerhead from its cradle. Turning on the water she ensured that the water was suitably warm. The water ran all over her body while her free hand rubbed across her skin. Jon clicked away as she continued to soak her body. She reached up to replace the showerhead in its cradle. The water poured down splashing across her right breast that was raised as she reached up. The water ran down twisting and twirling around her hard and rigid nipple. Bowing her head Marla dipped under the water and ran both her hands through her dark curls as the water soaked her hair. Taking the shampoo in her hand she then rubbed her palms together. Again she reached up with both hands to massage her scalp. By bringing her hands up her breasts were drawn higher and tauter. This always made Jon's cock hard when his wife's did this to her ample bust. Today in her aroused state her nipples were solid and he watched the rivulet of water run down her chest then drip and fall from the end of her erect nipples.
