I have spent a lot of time in my life with a camera in my hands. Photography has always been a hobby for me and I have enjoyed it for years. When my wife recently asked me to take some pictures of her, I was certainly willing. Then, when I found out that she wanted them to be porn pictures for us, I was glad that I had always been interested in photography instead of gardening.
I had a great time fulfilling her request. I saw a side of her that I really enjoy. She was showing off her body for the purpose of getting me excited and making me hard and making me want to jerk off. Having an album for that specific purpose was awesome.
As the weekend and following week progressed after our "Photo Shoot," we used her new album quite a bit. I would point to a picture and tell her that I wanted her to pose like that right at that moment. She would hand me the book and tell me it was time for me to jerk off to her pictures while she watched. We would also let the book fall open to random pages and would do whatever was happening in the picture. Needless to say, there was a lot of activity involving that little album.
When the middle of the week arrived, my wife asked me if I would grill on Saturday. She said that she would like to invite a friend over for dinner.
"Sure thing," I responded. "Who is coming over?"
"Carmen," she said as she was leaving the room.
Carmen is one of my wife's closest and oldest friends. She is very enjoyable to be around and I always look forward to her visits. Then I remembered. Carmen is the friend that she had been shopping with when I was putting the album together. I also remembered what my wife told me.
"You know the friend I went shopping with today. Well, I told her about the book you were putting together and...she wants one of herself. Would you mind...?" I recalled.
When she returned to the room, I wanted to be sure I was remembering correctly.
"Isn't Carmen the one you went shopping with this past Saturday?" I asked.
"Yep," she said.
"The one who wants an album like yours," I continued.
"That's her," she answered.
"Is that what this Saturday is about?" I followed.
"I fucking hope so," she announced. "Are you good with that?"
"Sure," I said.
"Great! I will tell her," she said as she left the room again.
Saturday arrived and we went about our normal weekend activities. We have a bit of land, so I spend most of my Saturdays outside. My wife usually does some running around with her friends. I went outside to my work shed to get what I needed. However, when I got there, it had been redecorated.
Our shed is a bit more than just a place to throw an extra water hose and store a rake or two. It is about the size of a small bedroom. I have plenty of room to store everything I use outside. It has a workbench, a television and a window air conditioner. I have a refrigerator and a card table, just in case I need it. I even have some things on the walls. They are just the typical cars and sports signs and posters. My wife has often told me that I should put up some pictures of women to make it a real man's work shed, but I have never gotten around to it. However, when I stepped in, I saw quite a few new things on the walls. There were posters of women of all types in all sorts of positions. They did have one thing in common...the women were basically all naked. Then I noticed that half of the pictures were of my wife. She had enlarged some of the pictures from her album and hung them right along with all of the others. I stood there pleasantly surprised.
My admiration of the new decor was politely interrupted.
"Do you like?" my wife asked.
"I do," I answered. "Thank you."
"I thought you needed some more manly decorations," she explained.
"No complaints here," I told her.
"What you see is only half," she continued. "Would you like to experience the rest?"
I nodded my head as I wondered what she meant by "experience."
She walked over to the work bench and took the stool that was in front. As she placed it down in the middle of the shed, I noticed there was a single piece of tape that went from the middle of the seat to the edge. As she put the stool down, she gave the seat a spin.
When it stopped, she announced, "We have a winner."
She picked up the stool and walked in the direction that the tape was pointing and stopped a couple of feet from the wall. The tape was pointing at one of the pictures that she added to the room. As she backed up against the wall, she motioned for me to sit on the stool. I slid between my wife and the stool to take my seat. But before I sat down, she planted a kiss on me that she has given me many times. It was the kiss that told me that she was horny. She was not playful or silly or mischievous. SHE WAS FUCKING HORNY!
She reached her hands inside the waist band of my shorts and my boxers and with one move, she slammed them to the floor. Next, she pushed me onto the seat. Then, without saying a word, she put both of her fingers in front of my eyes and then tapped them again the picture on the wall.
My wife slowly squatted down in front of me and took a hold of my dick. It was already about half hard from when she kissed me. As she slowly rubbed up and down my shaft, my dick quickly responded to her touch and I was as hard as steel.
Looking up toward the wall, I felt my dick slip into her warm mouth. When it was about halfway in, she held it there and gently sucked my prick. Her soft tongue licked the heat of my shaft as she continued to suck.
The woman in the picture on the wall in front of me was in a gym working out. She was bent over to pick up some weights while facing away from the camera. She was wearing a very loose fitting half-shirt and nothing else. As she leaned forward, her shirt formed the perfect background for her very nice breasts. Her light pink nipples were hard and looked like they needed some attention. Looking at the rest of her body, she was standing straight legged with her feet apart as she was leaning forward. Her ass cheeks were spread open and she was giving the perfect view of her pussy. Her swollen lips outlined the pink that was poking through. There were also four other women standing off to the side watching her. Each on of them hand a hand between their legs with a finger or two inside their own cunts. I didn't know what gym this was, but I was ready to join.
As soon as I had taken a serious look at the picture, my wife picked up the pace. She was no longer gently sliding my dick in and out of her mouth. The horny feelings had taken over and she was now fucking her throat with my prick. Her head was slamming up and down my shaft. I could feel my dick piercing her throat as she massaged by balls. After a few minutes of this, I was about to fire off my load.
The feeling of my wife swallowing my entire shaft down her throat over and over while looking at 5 naked women on the wall of my shed got me where she wanted me to be. I took a deep breath and she wrapped her arms around my ass. She shoved my dick as far as she possibly could down her throat and waited. After just a few seconds, I came with my dick still down her throat. She gurgled and gulped it down. I have never come in her throat like that before, but when she is horny, anything goes.
After a minute of so, she gently slid my prick out of her mouth. She stood up and left me there to enjoy the moment. I sat there for about 5 minutes, soaking in what had just happened with my shorts still on the ground and my spent dick hanging off the side of the stool. Then I remember that I had some work that I wanted to get done. All things being equal, I would rather have gone inside and stripped my wife naked and fucked her all afternoon. But, there was work I wanted to get done.
As I was on the riding mower, I was thinking about the shed and all of the opportunities it would provide. I thought about bending my wife over the stool and fucking her while we both looked at the picture of her with my cum all over her face. When I had ridden closer to the house, my wife was outside with a beer in her hand for me. She waved me over and told me that I looked like I could use one and she hoped it would cool me off.
"Carmen is on her way," she said.
"I completely forgot," I confessed. "I will be done soon."
"No problem. We will get our part of dinner ready. Take your time," she told me. "Besides, keep thinking about fucking me in the shed."
As she walked away, she had a definite sway in her step. She knew her additions to my Man Cave would keep my mind occupied. It took all I had not to get off the mower and jump her right there. Then I remembered what might happen that evening. Carmen was coming over to eat dinner and to have an album made. How could I have forgotten that? My wife had swallowed my dick...that's how!
The rest of the time I was outside, it was difficult to concentrate of the task at hand. I wondered what type of pictures Carmen wanted. How far did she want it to go? How far did my wife want it to go?
Some how, I finished my work.
I put everything away in my newly redecorated shed and headed for the house. When I walked inside, my wife and Carmen were standing at the island in the kitchen. They were finishing up their dinner preparations. They had also just about finished off a bottle of wine.
My wife had changed into her swimming attire which consisted of her very small, show everything off bikini with one of my long sleeve shirts as a cover up. The shirt was unbuttoned and showed off her awesome body. Her top showed her big, DD tits perfectly. She often moves around so her tits slide out of her top to show off her dark areolas. The bottoms are so small that they cover her pussy and not much else. She wiggles in a way that causes them to ride right up between her pussy lips and hug the crack of her ass. She loves to make a show of it getting stuck and asking me to pull it out for her.
Carmen was also dressed for a swim. However, not the way she normal did. Whenever she comes over for a dip, she wears a two piece that doesn't show off too much. Carmen is a very beautiful women, but certainly dresses quite conservatively considering it is a private pool and how my wife dresses. However, today she was wearing a bikini that looked every bit as small as my wife's suit underneath another of my long sleeve shirts. The view I had was a bit obscured, but I could see enough to know that Carmen certainly had something she needed to show. I headed for the shower and told them I would be back shortly to start dinner.
After a quick shower, I went back to the kitchen to get dinner on the grill. Everything was already set out, so I grabbed what I needed and headed for the patio. My wife and Carmen were both outside at the patio table.
I got dinner on the grill as the two ladies talked. They were talking in what I call coded girl talk where they don't want others to know what they are talking about. However, I know my wife well enough to get a general idea of what it is about. They seemed to be talking about what was going to take place during the Photo Shoot. My wife was reassuring Carmen that anything was good with her.
